how do you tag this little guy


Tangled!AU Cast Extras I actually wasn’t planning on doing but anywaYS HERE THEY ARE and now with captions!

Yurio and Yakov are the most disturbing thing I’ve drawn in a long time. Also: Phichit as the Hook guy who wants to be a concert pianist, and Chris as Gunther, who wants to be a interior designer.

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My Valentines gift to you is a dumb Andromeda Age crossover comic. Your gift to me can be pretending to laugh. Thank you.

Ereri Hate

SO! I have been made aware that recently, my ship’s tag has been spammed with a bunch of immature idiots who have nothing better to do with their lives, therefore will go troll on other people and be assholes for the best of it. 

BUT!! I just think they may be feeling a little under the weather. What do you guys think? ;) 

In this case, why don’t we give them a little something to cheer them up eh? HERE WE GO

Some kissing

Some more kissing

Just a liiiiiiiitle more


We can’t forget the cuddles now, can we?

No. No we most certainly cannot. 

How could we?

Aw come on, one more for extra measure.

AND LASTLY, THE MOST IMPORTANT PART. A nice, good, hicky. After all, what’s a relationship without one? :3

Feeling better now? :D

Sometimes, dreams do come true

Suga x Reader

Genre: Smut

Summary: What could Yoongi possibly be dreaming about? His answers are lackluster to say the least. Perhaps his actions might showcase his thoughts a little better…

Word count: 3,855

A/N: I feel like Yoongi’s the type of guy to 1. Toss salad like a champ 2. Be done after jizzing once. Might just be me though.

You paced around your bedroom, looking for your laptop. You sat on your bed, sighing in despair, unable to find it. You rubbed your well fed tummy thinking  “Where the hell did I place it?” You hoisted yourself up, trying to remember what Yoongi did with it last as you laid your head on your pillow. You bit your lips then suddenly remembered. You slipped your hand under his pillow and smiled when you found the grey computer folded up under there. You pulled it out and held it to your chest on your way to the living room.

You walked barefoot on the wooden floor of your apartment, the freshness of the floor sending chills up your bare legs. You found your lover comfortably laid in a foetal position on the couch. You walked around the large grey couch and eyed the pale body laid shamelessly on its side. You smiled, kneeling down on the fluffy carpet in front of the couch since there was no space for you to sit on it. You placed the laptop on the floor before turning towards Yoongi. You ran a hand through his jet black hair, careful to have an extremely light touch as you pushed his bangs back. His barely closed eyes fluttered under your touch.

“Yoongi-ah….” you whispered sweetly to him. “You’re always so sleepy.”

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i cant stop listening to this song for three days now

so Anatomically Incorrect Gay Doodles are a must


 “Dragon Dance for a prosperous new year” __ Hanzo in Azuki costume 
   Tag in @ssaravinter !! Thank you so much for the suggestion of Hanzo for me, but since you got curious about how’s Lunar New Year, here’s Hanzo for the occasion, the spray that got everyone go crazy of, I do a little adjustment to get him more for the spirit.  
     Happy Lunar New Year for all who celebrate it and believing in oriental culture , I wish you guys prosper, wealth, health and luck for the whole year :D !! Happy the year of the Rooster ! 
    @mccree-senpai @disxwned @diazeparadise @thetemplewitch @edgybilgewaterqueen @owlosaurusrex @juonart @jacks-mom @yasuo-the-unforgiven

Act Your Age

Characters/Pairing: Dean x Reader, Sam

Word Count: 573

Warnings: none

Author’s Note: This is for @frenchybell​ ‘s 500 follower drabble celebration (it’s slightly longer than a drabble. Oops) My prompt is bolded and the gif I was given is used below. As always, feedback is much appreciated! If you want to be added to or removed from the tag list, let me know!

**gif not mine

Kisses on your neck from Dean woke you up. He was always doing little things like that, reminding you how much he loved you. When he was satisfied you were awake, he snuggled his face in your neck. His hot breath blew on your chest, warming you. The moment felt perfect–intimate, close…

“Hey guys, we should probably get going soon if we want to eat before talking to the police.” Sam was already up and ready to go, but you wanted to stay in bed with Dean for a little while longer.

Dean groaned loudly in your ear. “Sammy, you know just how to ruin a moment, don’t you?” Despite his unwillingness to move, he rolled out of bed.

You pulled the blankets over your head, wishing you could stay where you were all day, but unfortunately the world didn’t work that way. Monsters wouldn’t kill themselves.

With a sigh, you threw the bedspread toward the end of the bed, kicking the rest of it off your feet. You forced your feet to fall to the floor, each one landing with a thump, allowing yourself to sit up. Needing to brush your teeth, you stood and trudged toward the bathroom.

Despite seeing him walk up behind you in the mirror, you jumped when Dean tickled your sides. “Jeez, Dean, I’m trying to brush my teeth here!” Your mouth was full of toothpaste as you spoke, muffling your words.

“Scoot over.” He pushed you to the side, grabbing his toothbrush and hastily brushing his teeth. He filled the small cup next to the sink with water, gargling it. You only expected the sound to last a few seconds, but the noise kept going. You looked over at Dean, and a grin spread on his face as he gargled the water.

You’re acting like a three year old.” Dean’s grin faded and he spit out the water. He looked like a hurt puppy when he glanced back at you. “An adorable three year old, but still a three year old,” you amended.

Dean smirked, placed a quick kiss on your mouth, and left the bathroom, presumably to change into something appropriate for going to breakfast. You shook your head at him, laughing to yourself. It was guaranteed that he would make you laugh early in the morning when you’d rather be in bed with him instead of being a responsible hunter. No matter how big of a dork he was (and probably because of it) you loved that man more than he could know.

Always feeling better when you started the day with clean skin, you washed your face before joining Dean and Sam in the main part of the room. You threw on one of Dean’s flannels and a pair of athletic shorts–you didn’t need to put on your fed outfit for breakfast. Slipping your feet into some flip-flops, you were ready to go.

“Sam, you go out to the car, Y/N and I will meet you there,” Dean said.


“We’ll be out in like, ten seconds, alright? Get your mind out of the gutter.”

Giving Dean his best bitchface, Sam turned and walked out the door, leaving you standing there with your boyfriend. He suddenly stepped toward you and kissed you passionately, his lips covering yours, leaving you breathless when he broke away.

“Well,” you said, “I’m glad you’re not acting like a three year old anymore.”  

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You Wont Regret It - Gajevy Secret Santa

This story is entirely dedicated to @the-redhead-who-writes ~ I hope that you enjoy it! I have never written Gajevy before, so please forgive me if either of them are a little bit OOC! I really hope that you enjoy it and I SUPER hope that you have a Merry Christmas <3

Summary: She made him coffee, she was cute… how could he not fall for her?

Coffee Shop AU 

Characters: Gajeel, Levy, Lucy, Natsu

Ship: Gajevy, VERY light implied NaLu

Rating: K

Word Count: 4,090

“My name is Levy. How many times do I need to tell you that?” The bluenette was pointing at the name tag that was located above her heart. Her name was written in large black print, so there was absolutely no way that this guy was missing it.

“Oh, is it?” The large man with all the piercings leaned over the counter, forcing Levy to take an uncertain step backwards while he squinted at the spot she was pointing to on her uniform. “I think Shrimp suits you much better, you should consider having it legally changed. It might do you some good.”

The short girl puffed out her cheeks at the customer who always seemed to enjoy picking on her.

She was the only worker in the whole cafe that wasn’t afraid of serving him though, so she never really had a choice when he walked in through those doors.

Which he seemed to do every single day that she worked.

There was a rumor going around the workplace that this guy had a thing for Levy, which she denied every single time it was brought up.

No way that jerk could like her!

“Are you going to order or am I going to have to play the guessing game?” The bluenette decided to change the subject back onto the real reason that he was there, she was thankful that no other customers were around to witness this banter.

The man often would continue this charade whether or not there was a growing line behind him, the thoughts and opinions of other people when it came to himself didn’t seem to matter in the slightest.

Levy couldn’t help but admire that about the strange man. Of course, she would never admit to something like that. The guy already had an ego the size of a horse, she definitely didn’t want to go about making it any bigger.

“Aw Shrimp, I thought that by now you would have my order down to a science.”

Levy placed her hands on her hips and raised an eyebrow at him, “How can I possibly do that when you change it up every single time you come here? It’s as though you have something against consistency.”

The man grinned before bursting out laughing, “What can I say? I guess it’s a lot of fun getting you all riled up. I kind of think of it as a game now, on my way here I find myself wondering how I’m gonna get you to look at me with that expression. I’m always pretty successful.”

Levy only looked at him expectantly and he sighed before turning his eyes up towards the menu that hung above her head. “Alright, today I’ll go for a triple espresso, a honey dip donut… and your number.”

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A big angel with his beautiful smol angel. 

I swear I’m doing the devil’s work here since there still isn’t enough deckerstar fanart for my liking. I shall make more until more artists do the same. 

The First Waltz - Young!Sirius Black x reader

I edited this little thing together (I DON’T OWN THESE) to give you a little idea of the waltz and I based it off this piece (once upon a December from Anastasia on piano and violin). I quite like this, maybe gonna do a little extension of this - what do you guys think?

“The Yule Ball, my friends. That’s how I will do it.” James exclaimed, throwing tickets down onto the table. "

“Do what?” you laughed reaching for one of the tickets after the others had scrambled for one.

“Make Lily fall in love with me,” he smirked as Lily just laughed from next to you 

“You wish Potter” she smirked. Everyone knew she already loved him but she liked to tease.

“Are you guys kidding? How are we supposed to pick one girl?” Sirius exclaimed with a little smirk. 

You rolled your eyes, smacking Sirius round the back of the head. “You’re so obnoxious, Sirius,” you muttered. Remus chuckled earning a swift kick to the shin from him.

 “You are just jealous.” Sirius said shrugging his shoulders, rubbing it a little where you had hit him.

 “I hate you.” you chuckled, shaking your head at him half-heartedly. 

You were certainly one of them, from the very beginning , Lily had pulled you into social activities and she had introduced you to her best friends, and since then you had remained together. 

“Who do you want to go with, (y/n)?” James inquires, looking over at you. 

Quite honestly, you didn’t have a clue. You spent all of your time with these idiots and Lily so you didn’t really know anyone outside of your little comfort bubble.
“I don’t really know. I don’t know many boys outside of you guys” you laughed a little awkwardly.

“We’ll all go platonically then” Lily smiled and James did a double take a little,

“fineeeee” he moaned

“And then Sirius won’t have to pick over the many girls I am sure will be fighting over a place on his arm” Remus laughed once again earning a swift kick but not caring.


Your nerves were not something you had anticipated. You were going with friends who had seen you at your worst and sill didn’t care so why were your worried - you had no one to impress.

“(y/n), I am going to head down okay? Unless you want me to stay?” Lily had been sat with you on the bedroom floor, the two of you all dolled up as she calmed you down a little after the other girls had left your dorm.

“No I am okay I will be down in a little bit, I promise” you smiled a thank you and she stood, smoothing her dress down and leaving her heels clicking on the stone steps. You could hear the boy’s wolf whistling at her and her shouting profanities at them laughing.

“Where’s (y/n), James’ voice drifted up

"She’ll be down in a little while. Finishing touches and fashionably late and all that.” You were thankful she didn’t really explain why you were a little late. “Come on, she’ll join us at the doors.” you heard their noise die down and you stood, moving to the mirror and looking yourself over. The red ball gown you wore poofed out quite a bit making you giggle like a little girl as you twirled a little. You looked so elegant, your hair pulled up to look a little shorter and your make up done perfectly as if done by a professional. Taking five deep breaths you left your own heels clicking over the cold stone now. Feigning confidence, you turned to go down the stairs, looking down at your feet with a small smile. You looked up as you reached the bottom to find most people’s eyes on you.

“my god…” Remus breathed looking you up and down with a smirk.

James actually tore his eyes away from Lily for a moment and smiled and Sirius just looked at you. No smile, no snarky comment. It was shock. He was dressed beautifully in a long gray jacket, waistcoat and lose tie but he still looked so refined. He looked wonderful. You all kind of stayed stuck there, you and Sirius not taking your eyes off each others.

“We should go in the first waltz will be starting in a moment, I want to see who starts it all off” Lily interrupted the others silence and dragged them in, sensing the tension between you and the debonair Black. Sirius looked away a little as they left and you closed the gap so you were standing before him.

“Can you dance?” he asked quickly, turning back to look down at you again, “I was taught when I was younger.”

“I know the basics” you replied, “Why do you ask?”

He reached for your hand pulling it softly into his and encouraged you to walk slowly beside him, hand in his into the hall. People cleared you way making a pathway through, everyone’s eyes fixed on you and Sirius as he led you forward not taking his eyes off you. A waltz began to play. The first waltz. He guided you to the center of the floor and placed his hand carefully on your waist, the other help your hand up as you rested your hand on his shoulder.  His eyes still never left yours and you became completely unaware of the hundreds of students and teachers watching you. He spun you in his arms, turning you elegantly and carefully. You never imagined Sirius to be so graceful as he turned you and spun you out, still paying all his attention to you. The two of you danced as if it had been rehearsed millions of times before. Just as the music was about to climax, Sirius mumbled so only you could hear,

“I picked my one girl”

The music flowed more powerfully, allowing you to rise and fall easily together, twirling, your legs entwining gracefully pulling you across the floor. You teased, getting so close you could feel his breath fan your cheeks, you could easily kiss him but you were too caught up in the dance, gliding as he turned you lifting you slightly. His strong arms held you perfectly as you stepped away slightly but he pulled you back in as the music drew to a close.

You stayed looking at each other for a few moments, silence filled the room. Slow claps came from Dumbledore and the entire hall erupted but still you stayed just as close, eyes locked. Sirius leaned a tiny bit forward as if to kiss you but pulled away a cheeky smile forming on his face holding your hand out and bowing, making you curtsey. As you rose your eyes found your friends all of them with smug but surprised smiles on their faces, all of them cheering loudest. You were about to walk from the floor when another dance started, Sirius began to lead and you were rather relieved that the teachers and other students had joined in because the realisation that you had just been swept off your feet in front of the entire school and guests by Sirius Black had set in and your legs were shaking a little. You had looked at Sirius every day of every week but never had the two of you looked at each other like you had now.

“You dance well” they were his firsts words since outside the hall.

“I had a good lead” you tried to be normal but even you could tell he heard a slight falter in your voice.

“Come, let’s get you a drink,” he effortlessly danced his way through the crowd and lead you off the floor, no one even noticing the two of you had slipped off. Even away from the crowd you felt enclosed suddenly, hot and not really breathing right,

“(y/n)? What’s wrong?” Sirius handed you a drink and reached for your arm to support you,

“I just need a little air” you murmured and walked away from him and straight out the door onto the balcony, your silhouette hidden by the curtain. Nothing hurt, in fact, everything seemed to be buzzing; your head, your hands, your waist where he had held you and your heart - all buzzing at once. Not once could you get the imprinted image of his beautiful passionate eyes out of your head, the eyes you had looked at so many times before seemed different but the same and his hands; you had touched hands so many times passing each other things but never had a subtle spark as exciting as that ever crossed between you.

The sound of music suddenly became muffled and you turned to find the very eyes that enchanted you once again. Sirius had closed the balcony doors behind him, giving the two of you privacy for the first time in a very long time, even as friends the marauders were normally not far away. There was a tension between you that was different than before.

“I have a feeling we both have similar feelings right now” he speculated,

“What do you mean?” surely he didn’t feel this too.

“The buzzing feeling everywhere we touched. The way I so desperately wanted to lean down and close that tiny gap that seemed too big, how I wanted to never let that dance end” Sirius suddenly wasn’t as calm as he had appeared while dancing he was gradually getting quieter and the pleading in his eyes for reassurance on these things grew with every word.

“Yes.” That was the only word you could manage. Sirius stepped forward as if he was about to begin the waltz all over again, his hands finding your hips but this time, he closed that gap. His lips found yours as he pulled you against him firmly as if every part of his body had to be touching yours just to breathe. Your hands rested on his face feeling the very slight stubble never wanting to pull away. Sirius’ lips were gentle and moved so softly but the need to breath became overwhelming, and you both seemed to move away.

“I will never need to choose between girls again” he breathed, “Honestly though I never wanted to pick anyone but you”

“I love you, Sirius Black.” He looked down to you, retracting to his full height a little and took both of your small hands in his larger ones and turned them, slipping his fingers between yours.

“And I indeed, (y/n) (l/n), love you too”

Wayward Spells

Characters: Sam x Reader, Dean, Castiel, Rowena, Crowley, Mr. Ketch, unnamed witch

Word Count: 4,172

Warnings: None, maybe a little angst but mostly just fluff.

Summary: Witches are bitches, there isn’t an argument there. But when a witch casts a spell on Sam, how do you handle that? 

Author’s Note: Please send in your requests! I like writing for you guys. Also, if you want to be tagged in my future fics, please let me know and I’ll add you. Tagging @ilostmyshoe-79 , @jotink78, @jpadjackles @impala-dreamer for a signal boost! 

Originally posted by savingpeoplehuntingthings1983

“Are you sure you’re feeling okay?” You asked Sam. You and the Winchesters had just gotten back from an especially long hunt, hunting down a greedy witch who just wouldn’t quit. Of course, a hunt couldn’t end without someone getting hurt, cursed, or worse and that person was Sam. The witch had said some shit in Latin and threw a pink powder at him. She got away before you could kill her. Nothing has happened yet but you weren’t going to stop being concerned for the hazel-eyed Winchester.

“Yes, Y/N, I am fine for the hundredth time.” He walked inside of the Bunker with you and Dean trailing behind him.

“Sorry I keep asking but you know how it is for us. There is always something more to it than meets the eye. I just wanted to make sure my boyfriend was alright.” Sam turned to you and smiled a little, his eyes softening.

“I know and I appreciate it but I am fine. Honestly, I don’t feel any pain or any different from when we left the place.” He tucked some hair behind his ear and you nodded.

“Okay, well, I am going to take a shower and I’ll meet you in our room.” You leaned up and kissed his cheek but he moved his lips to your ear.

“May I join you?” You giggled but heard gagging from the eldest brother.

“I do not need to hear about that.” Dean stalked off to room. You giggled and took Sam’s hand, pulling him to the showers with you. Not every shower you take with Sam, ends with you needing a second one and you were glad that this one wasn’t one of those times.

You took care of each other and made sure that you or Sam didn’t leave a spot untouched. The shower took less than 10 minutes and before you knew it, you were laying in your shared bed in your shared room.

You moved into the Bunker a few months after you met the brothers. You met them while working on the same case. You got there first and ran into them, deciding it was best if you three worked together. A few more months after that, Sam asked you to move into the Buner with him and his brother.

Who were you to deny the 6’4” moose his wishes? So, you did and it was the second best decision you ever made. The first was saying yes to Sam when he finally had enough courage to ask you out on a date. That was when you began your beautiful journey with each other and you couldn’t have been happier than you are now.

Now here you were, a year later, in his arms, content with the silence looming over you. You snuck a glance at Sam and saw he had his eyes closed and you studied his features carefully. His nose was the first thing you noticed because it was so angular and pointy.

His lips were the next thing that your eyes caught. They weren’t as full as his brothers but they were kissable. They were naturally pink and you often teased him for having thin lips but damn, they were skilled.

Your eyes drifted across his face and saw the litter of freckles on his face. He didn’t have as much as Dean had but they were there if you stared at them long enough. He was just a beautiful man and he was all yours.

“You’re staring.” He suddenly said. You blushed and looked down quickly.

“No, it’s called admiring. There’s a difference,” You giggled when you felt the scruff on his face tickle your neck as he nuzzled it. “Sam, that tickles.” You laughed softly. He kissed your neck gently before pulling away and looking at you in the eyes.

“I love you.” He smiled.

“I love you and are you sure you’re okay?” You asked in a small voice. You didn’t want him to be annoyed with you but you wanted to make sure he was okay before you fell asleep.

“I’m sure, I don’t feel anything at all. Maybe she missed me? I don’t know but let’s go to sleep.” You nodded and turned around so your back was facing his chest and that is how you fell asleep: cuddly and warm.

In the morning, you usually got up by the feel of the cold sheets from the side of Sam’s bed. Sam always got up early to go for a run. He tried to get you to go with him and for a couple of times, you did but your body wasn’t used to waking up at the crack of dawn. So, it wasn’t a surprise to see his side of the bed empty.

You got up and grabbed his flannel that he wore yesterday, putting it on. You walked out to the hallway and frowned. It was eerily quiet. Sam was usually back by the time you woke up and Dean was always making noise in the kitchen but you heard nothing.

“Dean? Sam?” You called out, walking into the library. You saw Dean with his back to you, staring at something. You couldn’t see what it was but you didn’t see Sam anywhere.

“Hey where’s Sam and are you okay?” Dean turned around slowly and his eyes were wide.

“We have a problem.”

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Killer: Part 5 (Dean Drabble Series)

Characters: SerialKiller!Dean, Reader

Warnings: None that I can think of.

A/N: Here’s the 5th part! This chapter is where Killer Dean is starting to get a little less serial killer! I want your guys’ opinions. I’m not sure where to go with this. Do you guys want to see Dean and Reader together? Or should he just go back to killing?! I want to know how you guys want this to go. So please after you read this give me feedback! :)

Catch up here: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

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i just really think that boys need more hair positivity, especially mlm! you should be able to do your hair however you like, long, short, with dye or accessories, without being stereotyped or made fun of. your hair should be your own and it’s always handsome no matter how your decide to do it up. (special shoutout to my boys who get called “greasy” or who have very little/no hair, you’re still attractive and deserve all of the compliments)

I Knew it Was a Bad Idea (But I Did it Anyway)

Summary: You left Sam fourteen years ago to try and give your daughter a normal life, but she is determined to find him. When you have to go and get her from the bunker… You almost lose your resolve.
Word Count: 3,468
Pairing: Sam x Reader; Sam & Your Daughter
Warning: None
A/N: If you like guys like maybe I’ll make a second part ^-^
“I” is your daughter, Elizabeth Casey, everyone else is in third person, this is a reader insert.
Also, a little bit of help, what tags should I use, or, what tags do you guys look for the most when you’re looking for this kind of thing. I’m still trying to figure out how to tag things.
Much love, hope you enjoy

Sam and Dean were sitting at a table doing research when someone knocked on the door. Dean and Sam locked eyes, each asking if the other had invited someone.

Dean took point, gun in hand and Sam right behind him, where he’d be hidden behind the open door.

So, I knew that it was a bad idea. I knew that, I just didn’t care. Mom would be pissed, so pissed, but you know what, this was what we both needed. To see Dad. Or, Sam, I guess I can’ trust call him Dad, or maybe I can. I’m not sure how that actually works.

Well, Dad/Sam was in for a surprise, if he was alive. Let’s be honest though, he’s alive. I know that he is. He has to be.

If Sam weren’t alive, that’d be a weird thing to leave out of the books.

So, if Sam and Dean weren’t dead yet, they’d probably be here, at this super secret bunker whose location a thirteen year old girl could find. Of course, I’m a very persistent thirteen year old girl.

I knocked on the door and waited, expecting to have a gun pointed at me when the doors opened, and I was right. I didn’t know who the person was pointing a gun at me, but I smiled and tried to act as naturally as possible. I’d never been told stories about my father by my mother, but I’d managed to coerce some other people into telling me stories, and this was the greeting that I was expecting. The intense man edging on fifty was fit and attractive, so I kind thought be might be one of the men I was looking for.

“Hi,” I said, “I’m looking for Sam Winchester.”

“You’re a kid,” He said, never lowering his gun.

“I’m his kid, more specifically. Hi,” I smiled, waving my hand at him. I was acting more bubbly than I normally would, but having a gun pointed at you is surprisingly scary.

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prooudjarra  asked:

Hi!!! Your art is really adorable! (Especially Chibi!Haikyuus and I'm trapped in this bokuaka hell) and I just saw your post about that hp au where bokuto is an animagous and I was just curious about the fic. Is there a fic about that???

hello, and thank you!! :DD (pats your hand its ok im in the deep end of bokuaka hell too) oh wow i wish there WAS a fic! (crying) HAHAHA it’s actually just an au headcanon i came up with! It’ll be nice to write a short fic to go along with it, or maybe a few little comics..? i’ve actually had a few scenarios in my head with other characters finding out etc, and how kuroo almost blotched it all LOL, what do you guys think? xD it’s fun reading some of you guys’ headcanons in the tags! i’d welcome more if you have them!

in the meantime, have some more dumb kids:

featuring akaashi’s fellow Ravenclaw oikawa! (original headcanon here)

Camren denied. (Rant)

Why y'all sad that they denied it they’ve been denying it since the beginning but we still ship them because we just can. The directioners ship Louis and Harry because the fans see something between them just like how we see something in lauren and camila. If their relationship is not real then we’ve created such a beautiful love story tbh. Yeah they’ve denied their relationship like of course they would, but it doesn’t mean you can’t ship them anymore, you don’t know what can happen later, if we all quiet down maybe we can see camren come back to life. Let them have their moments without going crazy, let them converse and have a little laugh or let them be comfortable for a while without tagging them in those inappropriate things (people know how to do great manips though, like good job, you guys have great talent). But as I said try not to tag them in those camren things, yeah tag #camren so us shippers can see but don’t tag @camilacabello or @laurenjauregui so they don’t feel like they shouldn’t sit next to each other or hug or touch each other (ya’ll thinking dirty now) Lmaaooo but like we rarely see camren moments anymore, yes it’s exciting when we get those rare moments but like I want to see more camren moments just like how there are caminah moments and how there is laurinah, norminah, camally, Alren etc. wouldn’t it be exciting if there was more camren moments? Yes it’s hard not to share it around I mean you can share it around but don’t make it that noticeable so lauren and camila could spot it or something. I literally get heart palpitations when i see camren interactions because we rarely see them and I’d probably have a heart attack if we get a lot of them. So all I’m trying to say is that, let’s try to keep calm no matter what and try to lower the camren thing from lauren and camila so they wouldn’t want to hide their friendship (or relationship ;)) infront of the camera. From a fellow camren shipper (I will forever ship them no matter what) even if they already have their own lovely family lmaooooooo I’ll love their partner and kids though, but I’ll still ship them till I die (fifth harmony better still be together till death) ok bye. Try to spread this please.

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  • Weekly Log Printables (download here)
  • Weekly Planner Printables (download here)

hope you guys find them useful xx do tag me in your posts @studious-annabeth or #studious-annabeth when you’re using them!! I really wanna see how these help you guys :) feel free to ask any questions & do send me suggestions on what printables to do next or any feedback on these printables. wooo!!

All The Creative Things

Do This: List all the things you’re currently working on in as much or little detail as you’d like, then tag some friends to see what they’re working on. This can be writing, art, vids, gifsets, whatever.

I was tagged by the light of my life, also known as @aubzylynn. So excited for the things you’ve got in the works, my love! I am ridiculously nervous about doing this for some reason… oh dear.


(Steve x Reader) - Series In Progress 

Sorry this is taking so long, guys. This idea has been in my brain long before this blog existed, so I’m incredibly intense about making it as perfect as I can… Currently working on Song 3 of 5 and trying to find somewhere to fit in some fluff to avoid it being altogether depressing seeing as I made myself cry writing it the other day. Super yikes. I apologize in advance. HAPPY ENDING THOUGH REMEMBER I PROMISE

10213 words written overall

Untitled Request

(Steve x Reader) 

Gotta balance my sad Steve and happy Steve so I don’t feel like an altogether horrible person! This is for a request that I got asking me to do the Steve option of the request that resulted in Burden of Proof.  “OMG burden of proof was tooooo CUTE!! I saw that the request had an ‘or Steve’ as well!! Please please please please!! But like you’re actually in a relationship, and just blushy flustered Steve– oh lord Sarah, please!!” Working on it, honey!

650 words written

Painted Lips, Smoking Gun

(Bucky x Reader) - Series In Progress - None Yet Posted

Based off this request: “ Bonnie and Clyde AU or inspired in their love but still marvel universe for Bucky? please” In trying to determine how to pay proper tribute to Bonnie and Clyde while keeping it in MCU, I decided I needed a bit longer of a format to do it justice - hence the series. That, and I’m a sucker for Bonnie and Clyde. I don’t know what else to say about it, so if you have any questions, feel free to ask. 

8013 words written overall

The Lonely Tree Picture

Not a story - Actual picture of my Lonely Tree that inspired the series. I’ve been playing around with the idea of posting a picture or two. Let me know what you think!

Follower Celebration

Meant to be a celebration for hitting 500, but due to the nature of the drabble game I came up with, I wanted to wait a bit longer. I’ll probably start it up once Soundtrack is over. Still working out the details.


These are just the ones I have actual material for. Many other requests and personal fic ideas are in the planning stages. I’m very excited for the things I’ve got in the works, and I hope you’re excited too! 

I’m gonna tag ALL OF MY WRITER FOLLOWERS because I’m nosy. Tell me what you’re working on. Also, I hope you guys know you can absolutely 100% tag me in anything you write. I’d love to see it!

nothing can kick me in the teeth quite like those posts that are essentially “here is a woman doing a really cool thing! what a cool thing! isn’t it great that this woman is doing this cool thing in the world?”

and then someone has added a comment to the effect of “AND she is traditionally attractive/feminine doing it!”

nothing quite reinforces that doing cool things is not enough, but that you must also look good doing it, like those posts