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I actually spent time on this

I mean, i remember it happening like once very early on in the first book but you cannot tell me that every time Sadie or Carter introduced each other as their siblings and people gave them the questioning “wait related or step-sibling” stare, sadie didn’t either ball out or act exceedinly dramatic about it to carter’s amusement/humiliation

some rando: you don’t look like you’re related.

sadie: *in extreme monotone* oh my god. no has ever told us that before. tell me, sir, how does it feel to be the first person to ever witness mixed race siblings?


some rando: so then… what are you?

sadie: chocolate and vanilla swirl, an oreo, white chocolate, those chocolate ice cream bars with vanilla filling

carter: sadie-


Self-Insert me (Kella) as a Sans/Skeleton 

Skellaz (S-ke-la-z) 

*Was trying to make the one I made in a previous me as a sans (but left) so I tried to make it a bit more creative but I still wanted to keep some of the designs the way I shaped it so this is a version of me as a good sans in a way, not really sure what I want to do with this either cause I ain’t making a story so probably just artwork or animate in stuff so who knows*  *ALSO I LOVED MAKING THE HIGH HEEL DRESS BOOTS ;W;* ((Might make them into an animation or something too ehehe))

Think of the name as a mix of Sans + Kella = Skellaz. And to think that my jaw line fits with Sans so I fit him perfectly but that’s my opinion. Also I’m not too sure if it’s a bad thing that I act as Sans or not cause I fit the bill of being like him in a way. *cough* ..maybe.. *cough* ..undyne and gaster.. *cough* too *coooough* or some people may look at me as an au mixture of sorts but I was trying to come up with designs as I love to be creative is my own me as a sans or au.. er whatever EH my brAain! X’C

((And also I do not smoke.. but I wish I had one lol Kinda stressing a little or maybe I’ll drink some angry orchard.. maybe that’s why on the top right Skellaz looks a bit drunk.. or high.. or both x’D And… I have tiny hands.. >.> ))

Skellaz /c/ Art by me (Also that lily flower you see, is from my @wildtaleau <3)

(((P.S Also if you want to keep this going if you wanna reblog and make yourself as a Sans by all means go ahead and give it a shoot! Tag in stuff too but I won’t mention tagging anyone cause I believe they won’t do it so I’ll just tag everyone I guess all tat aside make it fun and stuff!)))


you can never have too many friends, not in the commonwealth

please no character hate or that God Damn Meme™, thank you

Running is fun! :D
Or more like let’s try to draw whole body because drawing exercise :v xD
But it was still fun to draw! C:

Unexpected coachsurfing

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader 
Word Count: 2.5k+
Warning: Language, fluff, smut 

Summary: You travel to New York but you screw your airbnb booking, so you have two choices. The first one is spending the whole night on the streets alone. The second one is accepting the kind, utterly handsome stranger’s offer and stay at his place…

A/N: Hey Guys! It is my very first story in English, I hope you will enjoy it! Any comments are highly appreciated! Thanks for reading it!
Huge thanks to @littlemissavenger and @painfullythickimagines for helping me with this story!

Originally posted by stuckybarnesrogers

I was standing in front of the door with a shocked expression on my face, amazed at how I’d screwed this up. How I’d managed to mix up the dates? I looked down to my phone, to check my AirBnb account once again. My booking was there… Only the date was wrong; It started from tomorrow. I covered my face with my palms and walked out to the street. Alright, so I’m here, in New York at 6:30pm and I need to find a place to sleep very quick! I was lucky I found some wifi, so I could check couch surfing websites for something cheap.

It was an hour ago that I sat down on the bench in front of the McDonald’s but except for my growing hunger nothing has changed.

‘I just give up!’ I sighed and covered my face in my palms. ‘I’m gonna sleep under a bridge.’ I jumped up from the bench pulling my backpack with me to find a suitable bridge to sleep under. I was scared… I was really scared and angry at myself. I was all alone in city I have never been to before, with only a backpack and a dying battery. 34%… Awesome. I slip it into my pocket and thread my fingers into my hair.

‘Are you lost? Do you need help?’ A stranger is standing next to me, looking down at me curiously.

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