i am so sorry that this took me so long

paybackraid  asked:

Could you maybe do 113 or 78 for royai for the 200 prompts list? :D

SAMMIE I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG *hides in shame* >.< Because this was asked 5,000 years ago, I did #78: “Hold me, and don’t ever let me go.” It’s a bit long, but I really hope you like it!! :D (And it’s a bit (pretty) angsty because I am a Piece of Trash™)

           The first thing Roy noticed was the darkness, then an ominous chill that settled heavily in his bones – locking his joints and numbing his thoughts. It was like being swallowed whole by the night itself.

           ‘Where am I?’ he thought as he took a cautious step forward in the inky expanse.

           Suddenly, with the soft screech of metal on metal, a tangle of pipes grew visible above him – snaking their way into the distance. A primordial fear flowed through his veins. He knew this place…

           His combat boots echoed loudly as he followed the pipes towards an uncertain horizon.

           ‘This isn’t right,’ Roy thought, ‘Where is everyone? Fullmetal? The chimeras? Scar? The gold-toothed doctor and his men? The Lieuten– ?

           His thoughts were cut short as that horrible, taunting voice thundered inside his head. Roy’s expression screwed into a scowl he tried to box his ears to silence it.

           “WE’VE RUN OUT OF TIME.

           Roy’s eyes flew open as the gold-toothed doctor’s warning inflamed his memories of the Promised Day.

           ‘No… no…’ he thought frantically, ‘Not again!”


           His voice was quickly suffocated by the endless darkness. He spun around wildly, looking for a something – anything. Yet, everywhere, the nightmare looked the same.

           Suddenly, she was there at his feet – the wound on her neck blossoming like a deadly crimson flower.


           Roy fell to his knees, trying to ignore the moisture seeping into fabric. Riza lay motionless, only red halo around her quietly grew. Without hesitation, Roy gathered her into his arms. Her blond head rested heavily again his chest.


           He held her closer as he yelled into the darkness. All the obscurity offered in return was malignant silence.

           “Riza… Please…” he begged softly.

           He pulled away and studied her expressionless face, gently brushing a stray tendril of her golden hair behind her ear.

           “Riza… Don’t go…”

           Then, the world shattered like glass around them.

           Roy bolted up in bed with a strangled sigh, his raven hair plastered to his forehead and yesterday’s clothing wrinkled beyond recognition. No matter how much oxygen he drew into his lungs from his moonlight-splashed bedroom, it still felt like he was drowning. He massaged the bridge of his nose as he tried to settle the hurricane brewing inside his head.

           ‘You fool,’ he thought bitterly, ‘Thinking all of this would go away when this country was finally at peace…’

           He struggled to keep his vision from growing as the tattered remains of the nightmare refused to disappear.

           Then, without a thought, Roy leapt out of bed, threw his black trench coat over his shoulders, and slipped out the door of his apartment into the night. The cobblestone streets of Central were tinged nearly blue in the moonlight, and periodically punctuated with the soft glow of a streetlamp. Although he walked quickly, Roy couldn’t remember the last time he thought the city possessed any inkling of beauty. He secretly hoped some of that faint light would linger awhile near the edge of the black hole the tortuous dream burned in his heart.

           “Wha– ?” Riza mumbled as she struggled to open her eyes against the weight of sleep.

           Black Hayate quit licking her face and yipped happily before leaping off the bed. The tinkling of the tags on his collar fell harshly on Riza’s ears. He quickly disappeared through the bedroom door. Riza sat up and flicked on her bedside lamp. She rubbed her eyes with the sleeve of her blue and white striped pajamas.

           ‘He never wants to go out this late,’ she thought groggily.

           Hayate stuck his head back into the bedroom, his pink tongue hanging lazily out of his mouth. He yipped again.

           “Hayate!” whispered Riza fiercely, “No barking inside!”

           He hung his head and disappeared down the hallway. Suddenly, Riza heard a soft knock at her door.

           ‘That must be what he was excited about,’ she reasoned.

           Riza slowly crawled out of bed and tiptoed towards the door to her apartment. Hayate excitedly weaved his way between her legs as she walked. She hardly glanced through the peephole before she whipped the door open.


           Roy couldn’t meet her gaze. Riza noted his messier than usual hair and wrinkled white button-down. A loosened red tie hung askew around his neck.

           “Are you— ?“

           “No,” he replied quickly.


           “I – I couldn’t sleep…”

           Riza’s breath caught in her throat when Roy finally looked up. The pain in his eyes smothered her words before they had a chance to be heard. She hadn’t seen that look since, well, Maes.


           Suddenly, Roy leaned forward and wrapped his arms around her. Riza’s eyes widened. She didn’t move.

           “I dreamt that I… That I lost you… Almost like before…”

           She felt his tears, cool against the scar on her neck, and she wrapped her arms around him in return.

           “Don’t worry,” she whispered, a reassuring smile forming upon her lips, “I’m not going anywhere.”

MCL: Cameron’s First Kiss

More “male Candy” scenarios? Sure! Let us refer back to “Cameron” then.



Cameron had invited Nathaniel out that evening to watch the stars in a nearby clearing away from the city lights. There was a meteor shower tonight and the skies were perfectly dark and clear. Ideal weather for watching the universe. Cameron brought a telescope he borrowed from a friend and was looking through the lens to get a closer look at some of the celestial bodies until Nathaniel finally arrived, a few bags of late night snacks in hand. They took turns looking into the telescope and identifying a few constellations before enjoying a few bites to eat and talking while they waited for the meteor shower to begin.

Nathaniel: “Shouldn’t be much longer,” He stated as he looked at his watch.

Cameron: “I’m excited. I’ve never experienced a meteor shower before. Or even seen a shooting star,” he replied as he gazed longingly up at the night sky filled with twinkling lights. “Have you ever seen a shooting star?”

Nathaniel: “Once when I was a kid, but never a meteor shower.”

Cameron let out an exasperated sigh.

Cameron: “I wish it would start already.”

Nathaniel: “Patience now, all good things come with time,” he said with a small chuckle.

They lay in silence on the grass while looking up at the stars, a warm breeze wafting past them in their anticipation.

Nathaniel: “Are you going to make a wish when you see your first one?”

Cameron: “Hmm, first one? Why can’t I make a wish for all the ones I see?” he joked.

Nathaniel: “I’m not sure that’s how it works…”

Cameron: “Well the first wish would be for me. The rest would be on behalf of others who won’t be able to see this tonight. Like for their well being and such, you know?”

Nathaniel said nothing, but a sincere smile played across his lips as he looked at Cameron, who was still watching the sky with such concentration. As if he wanted to make sure he didn’t miss anything.

Cameron: “OH! Look look look!” He said excitedly as pointed to a spot in the vast sky. Nathaniel looked just in time to see the first shooting star of the night disappear into the abyss. “Did you see it?”

Nathaniel: “Yeah, I did. It must be starting. Did you make a wish?”

Cameron closed his eyes for a few seconds, making his wish, though he didn’t think it would ever actually come true. It was nice just to dream for now.

Cameron: “Done. Did you?”

Nathaniel: “That one was yours, you saw it first. But I don’t really feel the need to wish for anything right now.”

Cameron: “Really? Why’s that?”

As soon as he said this, the sky began to flash with numerous shooting stars cutting through the heavens at break neck speed. Cameron and Nathaniel were in awe as they sat up and watched this. And the next he knew, Cameron felt Nathaniel’s hand slide into his. He looked down, then over at Nathaniel. They were both blushing when they locked eyes with each other. Cameron felt his heart beat against his ribs inside his chest.

Nathaniel: “I don’t feel the need to wish for anything because I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else right now than right here, with you.”

Nathaniel closed the gap between them and kissed Cameron with such determination that he almost felt dizzy. As he returned the kiss, Cameron thought that maybe…just maybe…wishing on a star had some validity. After all, his wish just came true.


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92 Truths rules: once you have been tagged you are supposed to write 92 truths about yourself. at the end, choose people to tag!

Tagged by: @this-badass-cutie-patootie 💖✨💕 (i am so sorry this took me forever)

[1] drink: tea 
[2] phone call: dad
[3] text message: my best childhood friend ☺️
[4] song you listened to: Do It Again by Steely Dan
[5] time you cried: i don’t actually remember, i guess that’s a good thing
[6] dated someone twice: nope
[7] been cheated on: no
[8] kissed someone and regretted it: you betcha
[9] lost someone special: yes
[10] been depressed: current 
[11] gotten drunk and thrown up: thank god no
[12] peach
[13] light blushy pink
[14] pastel yellow
[15] made new friends: yes!
[16] fallen out of love: no
[17] laughed until you cried: definitely 
[18] found out someone was talking about you: probably? 
[19] met someone who changed you: absolutely
[20] found out who your true friends are: god i hope so
[21] kissed someone on your facebook list: yes
[22] how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: most
[23] do you have pets: yes! my dog is and angel and my cat is the worst
[24] do you want to change your name: nope
[25] what did you do for your last birthday: i went to nyc to see some friends
[26] what time did you wake up: 12:53pm
[27] what were you doing at midnight last night: smoking and painting
[28] name something you cannot wait for: I’m working in Ireland this summer and i am PUMPED
[29] when was the last time you saw your mother: last night
[30] what is one thing you wish you could change about your life: it would be nice to not have depression
[31] what are you listening to right now: Ms. Fat Booty by Mos Def
[32] have you ever talked to a person named tom: yeah?
[33] something that is getting on your nerves: i’m sick and that kinda sucks 
[34] most visited website: this hellsite
[35] elementary: pass
[36] high school: pass
[37] college: pass
[38] hair colour: dark brown
[39] long or short hair: longish
[40] do you have a crush on someone: not really, i got a cute girl’s number the other day tho
[41] what do you like about yourself: what’s not to like?
[42] piercings: ears, but i want more
[44] nickname: nay
[45] relationship status: single
[46] zodiac sign: aries
[47] pronouns: she/her, but i’m cool with anything
[48] fav tv show: haikyuu!!
[49] tattoos: no, i have one that i want i just need to find a watercolor artist
[50] right or left handed: right
[51] surgery: oral surgery on impacted canines 
[52] piercing: ears 
[53] best friend: Jade
[54] sport: volleyball
[55] vacation: Maine
[57] eating: cucumbers
[58] drinking: tea
[59] i’m about to: draw (i’ve said that for like the past three hours)
[60] listening to: Giving Me Away by Betty Who
[61] waiting for: the sweet embrace of death 
[62] want: ice cream
[63] get married: is the question would i get married right now? or am i married right now? the answer is no for both btw
[64] career: currently? student
[65] hugs or kisses: hugs (more precisely, cuddles)
[66] lips or eyes: lips
[67] shorter or taller: doesn’t matter  
[68] older or younger: usually older but i don’t really care
[69] romantic or spontaneous: both!
[70] nice arms or nice stomach: a r m s 💕
[71] sensitive or loud: umm both
[72] hook up or relationship: relationships
[73] troublemaker or hesitant: troublemaker
HAVE YOU EVER…  (why are there two of these sections?)
[74] kissed a stranger? yes
[75] drank hard liquor? yes
[76] lost glasses/contact lenses? yes
[77] turned someone down? yes
[78] sex on first date? no
[79] broken someone’s heart? i hope not
[80] had your own heart broken? not in a romantic sense but yeah
[81] been arrested? no
[82] cried when someone died? of course 
[83] fallen for a friend? thank god no
[84] yourself? yeah
[85] miracles? sometimes
[86] love at first sight? no
[87] Santa Claus? no?
[88] kiss on the first date? yeah
[89] angels? no
[90] current best friend’s name: there are a few
[91] eye colour: brown
[92] favourite movie: Mulan 

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sorry if you’ve done this before, i feel like its made the rounds. also this is suuuuper long, so please don’t feel obligated to do it


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anonymous asked:

Akaashi, please tell Futakuchi to CHILL

futakuchi has been adequately chilled… just kidding, he unplugged the fridge to get in there. akaashi has learned to keep a closer eye on him from now on


Day 5: Last Match

This week would not be complete without some angst~ ( u w u ) Takes place after Fukurodani loses their final game of the season.

(Disclaimer: I have not read / am not currently reading the manga.)

anonymous asked:

I'm already lying several days in my bed and don't feeling well but your baby Lance gif just made my day. Thank you :)

ahhw i’m so glad it cheered you up!! here is a super floppy bby lance just for you, have a good day, sweetheart ; v ;))

anonymous asked:

protectively Sportacus is best sport (Sportacus happens to hear someone make jokes about Robbie's tic's, can be a child or adult that's new to town.

Huge thanks to @rottensocksandfluff for helping me work this one out. Thanks, love! And thank you, anon, for this surprisingly fun prompt.

Also shout out to @spobforpresident for their photo set on Sportacus looking like he’s ready to kill a man. Inspiring.

“Oh hey, we’re in Lazytown, right? So that Rotten guy’s gotta be around here somewhere.”

“Rotten? He’s the town’s villain right? I think I’ve heard of him.”

“You’ve probably heard him too. That guy talks to himself all the time. He’s such a freak.” 

Sportacus, who had been doing push ups behind a wall in the park, froze. He wasn’t usually one for eavesdropping or spying, but the conversation the three strangers were having as they walked by struck a nerve. He crouched low behind the wall and popped his head up, watching them. 

“Right? I remember seeing him in Mayhemtown once. He even walks like a freak,” One stranger, a man in a grey shirt, gave an exaggerated frown and hunched his shoulders up to his ears, almost waddling with his knees bent. The other two laughed at the inaccurate display. Sportacus’ eyes narrowed.

The second stranger, a woman with a large white hat, giggled, “I think I have seen him then! He comes into my shop sometimes. He always makes these weird faces when he’s looking around.” She scrunched up her own features and crossed her eyes. This was met with more laughter. Sportacus tried very hard not to grind his teeth.

“That’s so him!” cried the third stranger, even though it wasn’t, “I’ve heard he’s pretty stupid for a villain too. Lets little kids beat him. Lives underground like a mole.” He shook his head, “People like that ought to be put away.”

That was the last straw.

Sportacus leapt over the wall he had been hiding behind and ran at the strangers. He flipped over the three of them and landed in front of them, hands on his hips and fake smile plastered on his face, “Hello there!”

They all jumped at his sudden appearance. The man in the grey shirt pointed, “Hey, you’re that blue sport guy! Sporta-somethin’.”

“I’m Sportacus,” Sportacus said, jabbing a finger at his chest, “I’m Lazytown’s hero.”

The woman with the while hat snorted, “We were just talking about your freakish villain,” she giggled unkindly, “Looks like this town doesn’t need you too much. That guy makes his own problems.”

“About that…” Sportacus waked up closer to them, standing a foot away, “I don’t think you three know Robbie at all.”

The third stranger laughed, “What’s to know? He’s a weirdo, end of story.”

Sportacus hummed, reaching up to scratch his cheek with his left hand, “Well for one thing, my husband,” he flexed the fingers of his left hand deliberately, “Is a very smart man. He makes all his own inventions and his own clothes. He’s kind and caring and never makes fun of people for things they can’t help.”

All three strangers were staring at him at this point, no longer smiling, moving their gazes between him and the ring on his finger.

Sportacus forced out a laugh, “Actually, speaking of tics, I have one too,” he said, stepping even closer to them and dropping all mirth from his face, “Whenever I hear people talk badly about my loved ones, I can’t help but want to break their noses. Weird, isn’t it?” He lowered his voice, “In fact, the only thing that stops me is if they leave Lazytown very, very fast.”

That was all it took to make the strangers bolt. Sportacus smirked to himself and walked away, absently rubbing his thumb over his ring.


Double Black - The most vicious duo in Yokohama’s Underworld, that once wiped out an enemy organization of ability users in a single night - shall be resurrected just this once.

Gif Request Meme ⋆

Bungou Stray Dogs || 8. Favourite Romantic Relationship
    ↪ asked by anonymous

It’s strange but in a weird way, I miss my darkness… you know what I mean, the indifferent sadness that you resign yourself to when you’re completely and totally hopeless, when you no longer see a reason to try anymore so you kinda just shuffle along day after day, when nothing really matters because you don’t plan on living for much longer. Things that once ate away at you no long strike fear or anxiety into your heart cause “once I’m dead none of it’ll matter.” I’m told it’s fucked up to say because “Some people are dying to feel any other way! HOW DARE YOU WANT THAT BACK!!” Look at it from my point of view: when I didn’t have any purpose or motivation to exist, there was no stress about work, or school, or anything else; every problem just slipped away with my will to live. I could simply sink down into the darkness and embrace the silence. It’s different now that I’ve been “trying"again… It’s so much harder than before. It’s so fucking bright and loud!! but this time you’re not allowed to just walk away and cave in on yourself! You have to accept and acknowledge everything! And no matter how hard you try, you can no longer channel the familiar sanctuary that you’ve grown so accustomed to! You feel as though you don’t belong there, with the normal people, at all. After you’ve lived with the darkness for so long, can you ever truly return to the light? or will it always have those pieces of you, the ones that it took in the first place?
—  Thoughts I’ll never speak out loud.
(Sorry it’s so long, I’m awful at describing things so it takes me a while to do it)

Originally posted by jeonify

GENRE: noona&youngerboy, smut

BACKGROUND: Jungkook’s first time had left him traumatized of having sex ever again. It had gone so far to the point that a rumor had even spread about him not being able to get hard-ons. You then decide to step in and prove the rumor wrong. What was supposed to be a simple test of theory leads to a night that you weren’t going to forget for the rest of your life.

AUTHORS NOTE: Omg I haven’t written something in so long. I’m so sorry this took me quite a while. This actually started as a drabble but I kind of got too into it and finished it into a full blown story. I’ll be working on the remaining requests sent to me before, soon I promise you guys, I’m just trying to come up with ideas! But I do hope you enjoy this, tell me what you think. 

Jeon, as forever, is a sinful little shit. 

If there are any errors, I am sorry about those! I did proof read but I know I still missed some. 

Your pen hangs off of your lips, fingers tapping lightly against the glass table as you study the boy in front of you. He has his face buried between the pages of his Physics book, eyes scanning through each paragraph in close precision, oblvious of your scrutiny. You slowly turn your logistics book shut, choosing to ignore your studies as the conversation you had with your brother during last night’s party flashes through your mind.

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Fic: Than A Man Swear He Loves Me (6/?, Nick/Louis)

Fic: Than A Man Swear He Loves Me (6/?, Nick/Louis) by sunsetmog

Sequel to I Had Rather Hear My Dog Bark At A Crow

The first time Louis had kissed Nick Grimshaw, Louis had been dressed as God, he’d never wanted anything so much in his life, and he’d never hated himself more for giving into it.

That part at least hadn’t changed.

Or: Nick and Louis like each other, but sometimes that’s not enough.

Thanks for bearing with me, guys. <3

Than A Man Swear He Loves Me

Trying to get back into the groove of this doujin. Every time I draw Sesshomaru it’s so stressful cuz it feels like: ‘My God if I don’t draw him absolutely flawless they’ll never forgive me’. Anway, have a preview of one of the newer pages I’ve sketched this week. This one is page 61 (I am only at 68 atm. By my calculations I have about 20 more to sketch)

Also hey look! Flashback to Obon!Kagome from Chapt. 07!

Happy Valentines Day

Requested: valentines day imagine on valentines day?



“How are you doing today, buddy?” Your roommate asks as she plops down on the couch next to you. She knows that you’re a little down today because it’s Valentines day so you get to see a ton of couples posting pictures together, but you’ll spend most of the day just missing your boyfriend and trying not to be sad about the fact that you won’t be able to spend Valentines Day together.

“I’m alright.” You reply shortly, not wanting to complain because you really don’t have anything to complain about. You’re just lucky to have Shawn, and you’re proud of everything he’s accomplished, so you won’t let yourself be upset that he can’t be here and that you haven’t even heard from him all day.

“I’m sorry,” She says, even though you said you were alright, she knows you’re not exactly. “Have you talked to him today at least?” She questions.

“Nah, he’s sleeping I think?” You respond because he hasn’t replied to anything you’ve sent him yet, but you’re just assuming with the time zones its probably the middle of the night where he is.

“It’ll just be that much better the next time you see him,” She tries to offer support.

“Thanks, really. I’m fine. It’s not a big deal.” 

She smiles sadly at you, and you hate that she pities you even though she’s not doing it intentionally. At least she drops the subject and you get to talk about other things that puts you in a bit of a better mood and gets your mind off the fact that it’s Valentines Day and you haven’t even heard anything from your boyfriend even though it’s nearly three in the afternoon where you are.

You decide to take a shower, something that normally just helps you to get your mind of things that are bothering you. You’ve probably sent Shawn about ten messages and he hasn’t replied to anything. That’s unlike him, but you know he gets busy sometimes and it isn’t his fault. Or he could be sleeping. Either way it sucks that of all days, he chose Valentines day to not reply to your messages.

When you get out of the shower and get dressed you check your phone again, half expecting to have no notifications, but you’re surprised to see that Shawn has finally texted you. Happy Valentines Day babe xx and the next message asks, Did you get the flowers? You feel a little better. At least he sent flowers, but you hadn’t received any flowers.

You’re alive. No, I haven’t? You reply.

Oh comes his immediate response, and then They should be there soon, are you home?

Yeah You click send and are starting to text him asking about his day just to see how he is, but your doorbell rings. You wonder if it is the flowers he sent, and if it is you’re thinking how it is really weird timing since he had just talked about it. You shake off the thought and open the door without even bothering to look through the peephole. You see the flowers first, probably two dozen red roses. There are so many flowers that you can’t even see the person holding them. You’re about to try to thank the guy who delivered them when the person moves the flowers and you actually see his face. You have to stop yourself from screaming, and your hand goes to your shocked mouth. “Shawn?” You say, not believing your eyes.

“Your flowers are here, baby.” He says, a cheeky grin on his face.

You just hug him tightly, despite the flowers being slightly in your way, then you usher him inside. He hands you the vase of flowers and you quickly put them down before finding yourself back in his arms. “Happy Valentines Day, darling.” He says softly into your ear and you can’t stop yourself from thinking how it really is a happy Valentines Day now that he’s here.


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