i could go on and on with tags

Could Annie’s diamond ability be used to take down Zeke?

In the manga Zeke destroys Reiner with ease and punches through his armour easily. Reiner’s armour is like stone… Diamond is a lot harder than stone and could potentially guard against Zeke’s hits. It would also give Annie a reason to come back as I don’t think that Levi (+Mikasa maybe) VS Zeke would go as well the next time as Zeke underestimated Levi so they no longer have that advantage. 

@hajime-isayama-official I saw that you asked to be tagged in stuff so here you go.



requested: hey, I was wondering if you could do one where reader is camila’s best friend and she meets shawn through her and all fluffy please


“y/n!” your best friend called, walking into your bedroom. “hurry
up we are going to be late!”

she walked into the room, her long black hair swaying behind her.

“i’m almost ready, give me a minute to throw my dress on.” you sighed, putting down the last makeup product you needed.

“hurry up y/n, we’re going to be late and my manager is going to kill me!” she exclaimed, throwing the burgundy velvet dress at you.

“camila, don’t worry it’ll only take me a second.”

you walked into your closet, carefully putting the velvet dress on along with a pair of nude heels to match.

camila cabello, who also happened to be your best friend, invited you to come along with her to the american music awards and you happily accepted.

you had been her biggest supporter since her fifth harmony days, and it didn’t stop just because she went solo. the two of you became best friends when you were 6 and she was 8. you were in the same dance class and had basically been inseparable since.

“okay, i’m ready.” you announced, entering your room again. “can you just zip the last part?” you asked, moving your long hair out of the way so camila could zip your dress up.

you made your way to the limo that just arrived to your house that would take you to the awards.

the ride there was spent talking, jamming to some of your favourite songs, and trying to get the nervous jitters out of your systems. you were going to be walking the red carpet with her, and you were nervous that you were going to
trip or something.

“oh y/n,” she said as you stepped out of the limo. “there’s someone i want to introduce you to later.”

you groaned, knowing she was trying to set you up with someone again. normally camila’s set-ups didn’t turn out well.

“trust me, you’re going to like this one. i promise.”

“it better not be another 27 year
old,” you said, smoothing your dress before stepping onto the red carpet with camila.

“that was one time y/n!”

you stood to the side as she posed
for pictures and watched as she was able to turn in every direction that a cameraman was yelling her name.

you weren’t sure how she did it, if that many people were screaming at you and all those flashes were in your face you were almost positive you would have an anxiety attack.

after about half an hour of watching camila pose for pictures, talk to various interviewers, and her introducing you to her celebrity friends, it was finally time to go in the arena.

camila wasn’t performing tonight, but she was nominated for a few categories which you hoped she won. in a way, you were thankful that she wasn’t performing, if she was performing would would be by yourself surrounded by celebrities and some of your idols.

“oh perfect!” she exclaimed as you were escorted to your assigned tables. “we’re at a table with the guy i want you to meet, but i think he’s performing first so you’ll have to wait.”

you rolled your eyes, taking your seat beside your best friend. you had the feeling that whoever she was going to set you up with would be a disaster.

once again, you sat in silence and watched as camila talked to a few more celebrities. of course she introduced you, but you really had
nothing to contribute to the conversation, and it’s not like they were interested in your life anyways.

the lights dimmed in the venue as the tune to a familiar song you heard on the radio a few times had begun.

the singer stepped towards the mic and started the song. you definitely knew this song from the radio but you didn’t know what it was called, all you knew was that he was better live.

“that,” camila whispered, leaning close to you. “is the guy.”

your eyes widened as you got a better look at his face, you had to admit, he was definitely attractive.

“and,” she continued. “he’s your age.”

you smiled, secretly hoping this one turned out well.

“you already like him.” she smirked, leaning back in her chair and folding her arms.

you shook your head as the lights turned back on and the show was on commercial break. camila told you shawn would be returning back to the table soon and it just so happened to be the only seat available was next to you.

you were absentmindedly scrolling through your instagram account waiting for the show to start when camila practically jumped out of her seat.

“shawn!” she greeted, pulling the tall boy in for a hug. “i missed you, it’s been so long!”

you smiled as they had a small conversation. once again, you had no purpose in their conversation so you resumed scrolling through instagram.

“oh shawn, i want you to meet someone.” she pulled him towards you. “this is my best friend y/n. y/n, this is shawn mendes.”

you shyly smiled at him, finally standing up from your seat. even though you were standing he was still a good 6 inches taller than you.

“hi, i’m shawn.” he held his hand out for you to shake.

you blushed, tucking a piece of loose hair behind your ear.

“y/n.” you shook his hand quickly before sitting down again. you hated that you were so shy, but you couldn’t help it.

shawn took the empty seat next to you as the lights dimmed, the show starting again.

they were announcing one of the categories camila was nominated for, when they said her name she nervously grabbed your hand. you have her a reassuring smile, you knew she was going to win this.

when the announcer called her name, she squealed hugging you and shawn before making her way to the stage. you clapped and cheered for her the same way you would’ve if you were at
home watching her on tv. she quickly made her acceptance speech, thanked everyone and her fans and she was ushered off. a few more awards were announced before commercial again.

you noticed shawn had been staring at you since camila’s name was announced.

“is there something on my face?” you ask, suddenly feeling insecure.

“no, why would you ask?” shawn said, furrowing his eyebrows.

“you were kind of staring at me.” you managed to say, your shyness taking over again.

shawn’s eyes widened as you caught him off guard. “oh, uh, i think you’re cute.” he stuttered a bit. “i mean, the way you cheered for camila was cute. i like your, uh, supportiveness.”

you giggled, “i don’t think that’s a word.”

shawn continued to talk to you, it was like he took a genuine interest in what you had to say. which you were surprised, no celebrity has ever done that.

unfortunately, the award show came to an end and it was time for camila to drag you to the afterparty. you hoped shawn was going too, you didn’t want to leave him just yet.

“y/n!” camila returned to the table while you were still having a conversation with shawn about school. “you ready for the after party?”

you groaned, partly because she interrupted you and partly because you didn’t want to go. “no.”

she rolled her eyes, “it’s going to be fun y/n, don’t be such a grandma.”

she grabbed your arm, pulling you up from for seat. shawn looked just as disappointed as you did.

“shawn are you coming too?” camila asked, letting go of your arm finally.

“i don’t think so, they aren’t really my thing.” he said, “i was actually
hoping to steal y/n away for a bit, maybe skip the party?”

you nodded, thankful that you didn’t have to attend that party. you knew you would’ve done nothing there anyways, especially since you didn’t know anyone there.

“bye, you two kids have fun!” camila called as you walked away. “and be safe, use protection!”

you shook your head at her comment as shawn led you out of the building. luckily he chose a different exit and you weren’t swarmed by fans. there were a few, which you didn’t mind since you weren’t surrounded.

a fan came up to shawn to ask for a picture which he accepted.

“is that your girlfriend?” she asked once they took the picture. “she’s pretty.”

shawn chuckled, “isn’t she? but no she isn’t my girlfriend.”

you smiled at the ground, not wanting them to see your red cheeks.

after about half an hour of walking around, shawn offered to drive you home. you knew camila was probably partying her ass off and she was most likely drunk so he was your only option of getting home.

you gave him the directions to your small apartment, arriving sooner than you thought. it was early morning so there was no LA traffic thankfully.

“wait y/n,” shawn grabbed your hand before you could get
out of the car. “i, i want to ask you something.

"oh, yeah sure, ask away.” you winced at how awkward your answer was.

“would you maybe want to go out with me? i would love to maybe one day see your pretty face cheer for me like you did with camila earlier.”

Welcome To My World - Finn Balor

Originally posted by finnfuckingbalor

Requested by @nickysmum1909

Prompt: Can I please request a story about Finn. He’s super nervous cause he wants to introduce his girl to his friends and family. He already thinks she’s the one but when he sees how she is with everyone, he’s sure that he has to “seal the deal” and propose to her

I’m sorry if this is kind of short. I’m gonna start working on making these things longer, hopefully!

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I don’t know how I got so lucky in life. I have a job that I love, a family who support me in whatever I do and an amazing girlfriend in Y/N. Plus, we were going to Ireland so I could, finally, introduce her to my family.

The flight consisted of her leaning her head on my shoulder as we watched Disney movies and shared kisses. An older couple who were sitting in the seats across the aisle from us smiled at us every so often, the woman waiting before Y/N had fallen asleep to lean over and speak to me.

‘Sorry if this is out of the blue but I have to say that you and your wife are so adorable.’ I chuckled slightly, patting my jacket pocket with the hand that wasn’t being held.

‘Thanks. She’s not my wife yet,’ I whispered to her, not wanting to risk my surprise being spoiled, ‘Taking her to meet my family and maybe, hopefully, propose if I can work up the courage. But she’s pretty adorable, yeah.’

‘Well, my boy,’ Her husband spoke up in a fairly quiet tone, also being careful not to wake her, ‘I’ve seen the way you look at each other. Love like that doesn’t come around easily so I’d make sure that you keep it, hold it tight and never let go.’

‘I don’t plan on it, sir.’

‘Fergal! Over here!’ I could hear a female voice calling as we exited the gate. With a grin on my face, I gripped Y/N’s hand tightly and began to run towards my sister. The hug that I wrapped her up in meant that I had to briefly let go but she didn’t seem to mind, knowing how happy seeing my family made me.

‘Y/N, I’d like you to meet my sister, Anne-Marie.’ My girlfriend’s previous nerves seemed to leave as she was also pulled into a hug. Finally seeing them meet was a moment I had been waiting for because I just knew that they’d get along. Anne-Marie let us know that everyone was at the house waiting for us so we quickly collected our suitcases and began our journey to Bray. The pair were already getting along better than I had hoped, singing along to cheesy pop music on the radio and giggling about things I had done, some that even I couldn’t help but join in for. When we pulled up at my parents’ house, my hands started to get clammy, worried thoughts rushing through my mind.

‘Ferg, are you okay?’ Y/N asked, grabbing one of my hands when I got out of the car. God, she was so beautiful and kind. What the hell did I do to deserve her?

‘Yeah, love. Just a little bit nervous, that’s all.’ Her laugh echoed in my head and it was the most wonderful sound imaginable.

‘If anything, I should be the nervous one. Come on, darling. I’ll be fine and so will you. I love you.’ She held my cheek in her other hand, pressing a kiss there.

‘I love you too.’

We definitely should have done this a long time ago. She was getting along with everyone amazingly, going so far as to help mum with dinner. Whilst the pair were in the kitchen, my dad began to interrogate me.

‘Son, she’s a wonderful girl. Why’d ya take so long to introduce us to her? Your mum adores her already and will probably start begging you to propose when she gets you on your own.’ I laughed, as did Anne-Marie, knowing that it was true.

‘I wasn’t sure if I was ready for marriage, dad. Bringing her here, seeing how comfortable she’s been in just a few hours… It’s all I could’ve hoped for,’ I reached into my jacket pocket, pulling out the small box that sat there, ‘She doesn’t like flashy jewellery so I thought this should do the trick if I could bring myself to ask. I don’t know if I can though, what should I do?’

Before my dad could respond, Y/N popped her head into the room, grinning widely.

‘Mr Devitt? Is everyone ready to sit down for dinner?’

‘I believe so, love. And please, call me Fintan.’ She nodded, disappearing once again, ‘I think that you should do what you think is best. We’d all love for her to join the family but if you’re not ready, then that’s okay. And if you are, go for it. You clearly love each other more than anything in the world so even if you didn’t get married, you’ve got a strong enough bond to last forever.’

We had been together for three years. Now, we were both on RAW and could be together every day but she’d had me hooked since the day I had met her.

She had signed with NXT not long after me and I met her on her first day. This adorable woman had been scuttling about backstage, nervous energy pouring off of her. At first, I thought that I had only been watching her because she had been wearing a Bullet Club shirt but the moment she saw me and smiled, I knew; I was hers to control.

Without even saying a word to me, all I wanted to do was spend every moment of my life trying to keep that smile on her face.

It took me less than two weeks to ask her out on a date. We had dinner and ended up going back to my place to play video games. Ever since then, we’d been inseparable.

‘Ladies, that was incredible,’ One of my younger brothers spoke up, ‘How come you can’t cook like that, dad?’ Everyone around the table broke out in laughter.

Now or never.

‘Y/N?’ She turned her head to me as I got out of my chair and down on one knee. My hands were shaking, she gasped and slowly brought her hands to her mouth. My sister had pulled her phone out and started to record.


‘Wasn’t sure if I was going to do this tonight…But seeing you with my family? I knew that I was ready to spend the rest of my life making you smile. You are truly the most beautiful, kind and loving woman I could have ever wished to have as mine. You’ve always said that we’re the perfect pairing but I think, honestly, that we are so much more than that. So, if you’ll have me, Y/N Y/L/N…Will you marry me?’ There were at least three people crying in that room, one of them being me. Those few moments of silence were an eternity in my mind. What if she said no?

‘Yes, of course I will!’ Thank God for that. The ring looked right at home on her hand and my mum was already beside us, wrapping us both in the biggest hug. Right at that moment, I had never felt so content and happy with my life.

How did I get so lucky?

Artwork (Negan x Female)

Summary: Negan gives her a gift for her birthday.

Characters: Negan x Female

Word Count: 1,219

Warnings: NSFW, Smut, Fluff

Author’s Note:  @illysamorgan asked me to write her a birthday fic, so here you go! I hope this little drabble is to your liking and I hope you have a happy birthday, dear!

I am always happy to hear what you think! Shoot me a message and tell me what you thought! If you want to be on my tag list, let me know!

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anonymous asked:

Hi. Sorry to bother. I was looking for a fic where Dan goes to buy milk(?) and got in a accident. Then he stays in coma for a while and everybody thinks he is not gonna make it? Then he wakes up but struggles to do simple things. I look through all the tags I thought this could be in and I couldn't find it. Sorry if it's vouge. Thank you for your help

Losing Everything and Falling in Love - After arguing between who should go buy milk, Dan finally gives in and heads out. It’s not until after 40 minutes that he’s out, that Phil receives a call from the hospital saying his best friend is in a coma. Phil has to go through the struggle of possibly losing his best friend and then helping him recover as he falls desperately in love.


anonymous asked:

A reminder: You're really cool. You're hilarious. You have the craziest and most amazing ideas. You're so good with words! You're absolutely stunning. You've got an army of people on tumblr that scrounge the earth for pictures of deer to tag you in. I look up to you so much. When you get hate, you respond so elegantly. You have cool skills like hearse designing, lock picking, and bone cleaning. I could go on for hours. Just in case you forgot how lucky we are to be alive at the same time as you.

This is so kind and reassuring that I was briefly worried my mother’s ghost was using one of my followers as a conduit for embarrassing mom praise. Bless you.

Aphobes: *Post spam and harmful things in the ace posit/ivity tags.*

Me and a few others: Hey could you maybe not do that?

Aphobes, fists clenched and teeth grinding: Literally fuck you? You’re so rude. I can’t believe you won’t let ME go against TUMBLR’S GUIDELINES and spam/harm people, some of which are lgbt+ without being ace or aro and some of which are LITERAL CHILDREN!

A Dream Come True 6/?

Finn Balor x Reader

(Y/N) is a single thirty-year-old woman who wants more than anything to be a mother. After finding out she is pregnant by the sperm donor she chose, she begins emailing her donor. Was it all fate all along?

AN: They are finally meeting! Prepare for some cuteness to come 

Tag List! Hopefully it works!

@ladywitheclecticheart , @angelicvipbeauty, @vebner37, @lavitabella87, @flightofthefantasies , @ambrosegirlforever , @lakama15 , @sugurunicorn , @dandelionw1shes , @valeonmars, @theactingpickle, @unforgottenheros

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anonymous asked:

Consensual L@ncelot is my new kink (seriously, why is so much of the content creepy noncon stuff?)

idk some people like that i guess?? which whatever…. i’ll just Not Look At It and avoid it vigorously™ skdkks it’s none of my business whether i agree w it or not (i don’t)

i wish there was more content that’s not like that hhhhsgg it would be Groovy if i could go into the tag without seeing noncon immediately djjdksksksks

Pig Familiars???

Like I know there’s hella drama about the sprite familiars and w/e, and I don’t really care for that, I just want to gush about new familiar ideas?? Like, where are the cute little piggy familiars?

We have boars, but I want little piglets with wings and the low-key jokes about “when pigs fly” and maybe undertones about some dragons trying to eat them. :P

Also, the new nature sprite?? Looks like it’s going to go get married and my heart weeps in joy lol.

(Could we get a familiars tag at all?)

anonymous asked:

I hate to bother you but I used to be a part of a junior photography group and have some pictures left over. They're not the greatest, but is there anyway I could go about submitting them anyway for you to judge?

Sure! You could make a post and tag me! :)

More thoughts on the announcements

-I have to admit that I was hoping for Steins;Gate 0 anime info the most. S;G Elite and R;N DaSH are exciting news, but I can’t imagine that they’re coming out anytime soon.

-On this blog, I’m pretty much going to be treating Robotics;Notes DaSH like it’s a Steins;Gate entry, since it seems to be about Daru. I’ll tag posts about it as ‘Robotics;Notes’ though so people who aren’t interested don’t have to see.

-Still leaning towards R;N DaSH being a prequel/midquel. If it were a straight sequel, you’d think it could just be a 'Steins;Gate’ entry rather than Robotics;Notes. But if it’s telling the R;N story from Daru/the other Labmems’ points of view, then it would make sense to call it R;N. On the other hand, if it is a sequel, I guess it’s possible that they avoided calling it S;G because S;G has always ultimately been Okabe’s story.

-Could R;N DaSH be made into an anime, eventually? If so, I suppose the people who made the R;N anime would be handing it? That would be pretty weird to see S;G characters animated in a different style.

-This goes for the style of the VN, too. Are we going to be seeing 3D models of the S;G characters instead of sprites, like in R;N?

-Does this mean we get to see widdle Suzuha!?


I was tagged by: @hyper-red
Rules: Using songs from one band, answer the following questions and then tag some people!

• Band/Music Artist: Krewella
• What’s your gender: Human
• Describe yourself: Live for the Night
• How do you feel:  Alive
• If you could go anywhere:  Enjoy the Ride
• If your life was a TV show:  Marching On
• Relationship status:  Pass the Love Around
• How you wish your life was: Killin It
• Your funeral: This is Not the End

I tag: @femminazi@queerandcoffee@beesplosion

Working on the final tomb for Greymont Bay today. Unfortunately, one of my ideas for it seems like it’s not going to work. I mean, it could work, but it’ll be really obvious where the tomb is because of the stupid map tag that shows up for the time portal. Stupid game.

fic: swords

for femslash week, day #1: canon-compliant / missing scenes

pairing: buffy/tara
summary: post-Dead Things, tara attempts to comfort buffy with a tarot reading.
a/n: for @tattooeyes​​ again, i love dali
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“I could read for you,” Tara says, once Buffy has calmed down enough to sit beside her on the couch. “T-Tarot cards, I mean. Um, I’m not very good, but I find it calms me when I’m… when I’m going through something.”

Buffy nods and pushes stray hairs from her eyes. They’d stuck there while her tears had dried up. She can’t speak yet, but the nod is enough.

Tara fetches her cards from her bag and passes them to Buffy.

“Will you shuffle them?”

Another nod. Buffy takes the cards and, after wiping smudged mascara from her fingers onto her pants, begins to shuffle them.

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8 for 8

I was tagged by: @sgarrett49

Last movie I watched: Me and Earl and the Dying Girl

Last song I listened to: El Mismo Sol by Alavaro Soler

Last book I read: Keeping the Moon by Sarah Dessen

Last thing I ate: Pizza! 🍕

Where would you like to time travel: The Past & stop Trumps parents from having sex… or go to the past & meet Amy Winehouse and tell her I love her.

Fictional character I would hang out with for a day: Merlin or Gwaine or Gauis from BBC Merlin

If I could be anywhere right now where would I be: Greece 🇬🇷 , or meeting my internet friendo in Italy 🇮🇹!

Current Fandom Obsession: Riverdale Trash 🤷🏽‍♀️🤗😎 + Reggie Mantle Stan, Current Advocate for Melody x Ginger & Kevarchie, oh and One Direction.
I’m part of too many fandoms but these are the ones that have taken up my life.

Tagging: @captainquacksheart @sapphic-spook @did-it-out-of-spite @mrsjugheadjonesthethird @mrs-jughead-jones @dana-in-wonderland @aworldinsideaperson @autisticarchieandrews @cherxnica and anyone who would want to do it and if you want me to see it just tag me babes!

anonymous asked:

Hey ! Could you tell us more about your Kalluzeb headcanons ?


  • Kallus and Zeb take up knitting as a fun stress-relief activity post battle of Atollon. The crew gets beanies.
  • Multiple beanies.
  • Kallus and Zeb are both horrible cooks, although Kallus is now very enthusiastic about taking up the hobby. Do NOT try his meiloorun cake. For your own safety, do not do this. 
  • Zeb is merciless with commenting on Kallus’ cooking, but Kallus is undeterred and very determined.
  • Much like with Zuko, the space kids and Kanan are all dying to go on individual field trips with Kallus where they just happen upon some kind of life-changing wisdom along the way. Kallus is a little nonplussed. And then a little annoyed.
  • Kallus feels an overwhelming sense of peace on the Ghost, even though he feels he does not deserve to feel such a thing. Even so, his favorite times are the quiet moments, when everyone is just doing their separate things and they’re just *there* together, the ship humming, Zeb sitting nearby, comfortably dozing, and Kallus playing a holotable game against himself. It’s so serene, and, he feels, so full.

anonymous asked:

Hey! I was just wondering if i could have a reference picture of your persona? If you have a tab somewhere, sorry, I'm still kinda new to tumblr.

here you go!yes,I do have a tag about my personas! its either “new persona” or “jay”

Hot Sun

You’re a Noblewoman at the Renaissance Faire, Tyler’s the new knight. What could go wrong, powers that be pairing you two together?

Wordcount/Warnings: 3125 || swearing, (multiple) injury cw, gendered language, food mention, pov jumps

A/N: For @mo-mygoodness who shot me the request “"You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.“ WITH JOUSTING KNIGHT TYLER COE PLSPLS” and so as she asked so she shall receive as best as I can. <3

The sun is shining, the birds are singing, the crowds are cheering, and the thunder of hooves on hard packed dirt lanes before the smash of iron caps topping wooden lances against shields, against armor ring out in a brutal clang like the massive concussive symbol crashes in a drum solo.

People, young and old, are screaming as a smaller knight and a solid, stocky one clash, blows of their weapons glancing across the gleaming steel of their armor, guiding their horses through the strike, weapons dropping for the strike, rolling and rising again or being held out, splintered shaft to the roaring crowd, showing of the symbol of force applied.

The horses are reigned to a stop, lances painted in their colors handed off to pages. One flips his visor and whistles at one of the ladies in the crowd, waving at her.

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