i don't even know what i just drew but i love it

Here’s all the things that I’ve been working on. (Have fun scroling.)

1st: The people that I follows A.K.A my senpais:

@nekophy - First and for most, you’re amazing. Your art is beautiful in every piece. Your OCs are cute and adorable. You YOURSELF is amazing a hyperactive. Keep on being a cute little stick cat! Also I want to draw you as a cat and not a stick cat so sorry for that

@angexci - I can’t say how wonderful you are in any way possible. Your traditional are perfect, but your digital art is so awesome! You are amazing, everytime you post something, either a shitpost or an art piece, I love it all. So continue being a cool bird!

@jakei95 - One question, HOW. THE HELL. ARE YOU. SO FREAKING CALM?? Okay, you’re really, AWESOMELY cool. Your characters are cool, cute, awesome at the same time. Your art is TOO COOL, OKAY?? Also, you’re funny, like EXTREMELY FUNNY. Please continue on being a funny and cool potato! :3 I dunno I drew the background galaxy

@gabi4chan-akatsuki - I know your blog is not art related but I like Vocaloid and your Vocatale AU. I ADORE your Vocaloid covers, it sounds amazing. So just keep on tuning!

@wilyart - I know you don’t post much, but you are still amazing. I don’t have much to say aside from that your art are fabulous.

@kyashee-art - I. LOVE. EVERY. PIECE. OF ART. YOU MAKE. THAT’S ALL I COULD SAY. I can’t say anymore than compliment your art. I made this before you changed your mascot so oops.

@trashy-artzy-me - You’re one of the best traditional artist I’ve ever know. Personaly I feel that you’re cool :). Keep on being amazing!

@blogthegreatrouge - I can’t say you’re cool and amazing enough. You’re the first person i followed, the person that I made my blog for, the first person that I actually motivates me to post on Tumblr. Your art are all from the heavens. Except those sin art. So I hope you never give up and continue on!

@renrink - *inhales* YOU ARE SO COOL. Especially your AU, Reapertale is so cool and I’m waiting for your stuff. Your art are so goddamn wonderful, like DAYUM. I once tried to color like you but I failed so bad, I deleted it. :P. Just continue on being a cool dude gal!

@walkingmelonsaaa - I can’t say your art is amazing enough. Your lines, your coloring, your porotions! It’s beatiful! You are an art goddess to me, to everyone who knows you. So keep on making amazing art! I didn’t know what to draw for the background so I tried and it sucks >:(

@zarla-s - To be honest, I know you from Quotev XD, I read your fanfictions and I’m still waiting and I read the comics and I compared it and I’m surprised. Anyways, your art are so cute, espescially the skelebros! I want to say you’re great! Continue on!

@golzy - I know you’re on hiatus but I wanna say that I want feels too :3.I love your art, you’re talented at a young age. I’m cheering for you! I drew you in your Gay Daddy outfit with some fixing—

@camilaart - Through all the things that happened, you pushed through and fly up above! I wish you would never give up! Ever!

Sapphire by @sapphirescarletta123

Rey by @reyindee

@yugogeer12 - You’re from a cool gal to cute bean. AN ADORABLE BEAN!!! Your art are so goddamn cute!! So cute man! Your Epictale AU is great and EPIC! Keep on being a mixure of a cute and EPIC!!


2nd: People that I follows A.K.A my senpais in CHIBI FOOOOOOORM!!! XD:

Sharky by @myebi

@ania-da-peasant - Though those idiotic people send hate, send you ask that lacks inteligence. You still pushed through. You was pushed down before but you stood up and face them. So never lose hope! Stay DETERMINED!




@rosannapansino RosannaPansino

Perf by @perfectshadow06

3rd: For some of my followers:

@notch0607 @mkitkat @broken-tale-comic @nekokurisu @locis-didi @lazyartz @xxlisagamerxx @undertalefan1111 @anda-blr @cyberbullybro @saskiakawaiistudio @4jen

4th: My awesome friends!:

@mercury-draws-shitz - You’re great, even though it may not feel like it, it is. You’re the first one that actually made fanart for me :’DD So keep being cool!

@thekawaiichibigirl - You are a great friend, though you’re depression is bad, you’re pushing through!! I was– I mean EVERYONE was very worried, so don’t do that ever again. Those people are still hating but you’re answering them in a bad a$$ way!! Sorry Arty Just keep being who you are!!

@anndreemurr - We talk for like once and some how became friends X’DD So just wanna say that your art are everything! It’s so beautiful! So continue being cute and cool :D

@ithinkiamanartist - You’re the one that I talk to the most XDDD omg okay umm.. *inhales* YOUR COOL. You’re just like a cool big sister to me. Da coolest were cat big sister I’ve ever nyew. Your art is coot and cool just like you! Continue on being coot and cool kay sis? :) 

@armitie - Yay time for my first friend I ever made here :’D You are a little roll of memes and shitpost oh ye– You’re the meme sister and super SUPER weird. Your art is super duper cute!! ((I like slim bodies)) Though we don’t talk much, I still love you with every inch of— So keep on doin’ it!

@elamania - Time for my second friend that I made here! Where you’ve been? Nah just kiddin’ I’m not gonna joke like that. I must say that your coloring are wonderFUR!! Get it ‘cause you’re a cat? Yeah? Okay ._. 

@unlikelykingdomsuit - I know we rarely talk, but I still love your art. You’re real FURtastic! Yeah. Puns. I suck at it. But I still want you to know that care about you. Holy that sounds cheesy

@burntsalmonfishy132005 - HI LITTLE CHICKEN!! The second Vietnamese friend I made. You’re a cute little spammer. Yup - u - b Your art is adorable as heack! So keeo on being a cute little chick! ;D

@mikaru-blackspade - I know you’re banned from any social media but you’re still my first Vietnamese friend. You’re a great artist even if you don’t think you are. I wanna say keep on doin’ it!

@pandurrpink - Though we just became friends like a few weeks ago, you still counts as my dear friend. AND HOLY YOUR COLORING IS EVERYTHING AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! Continue to be an amazing artist Pandurr!

5th: The youtubers that I subscribe:









Ha! I can do something better with my birthday than writing and doing this. Only llike 3 or 4 people wish me “Happy Birthday”. This joke is so lame.

anonymous asked:

Hi! Why do you think harry chose pink for his album? I don't think it's because "its rock&roll color" is it? In the french interview he said it MEANS something to him but hmm.... do you have any idea ?

I do have an idea. My answer involves a lot of speculation, so take it with a giant grain of salt. My quotes on the Quotidien interview is taken from this transcript. The video is here.

Stepping back a bit, I do feel conflicted about speculating on a question like this. As the interviewer said, millions of people (including me) dissect Harry’s every tic under a microscope. I don’t think I could be 100% consistent under that kind of scrutiny. Yes, he is a celebrity– and the promotion of his creative work inevitably involves revealing something of his personal life, so that his audience can feel more connected to him. Allowing access to stalkers is part of this strategy– to make him seem reachable, intimate, yet iconic and larger-than-life. They are loathsome and invasive. But they are also useful.

We’ve all been discussing the Harry Styles™ mystique: Harry’s quality of never being completely known or understood, his way of saying nothing while saying something and vice versa, his desire to separate his professional from his private life. This is why audiences are obsessed with whether he “presses the Instagram button with his own finger.” We want to eliminate a layer of uncertainty in the speculation, to know that we’re one circle closer to the real Harry Styles. 

He’s mentioned that Sign of the Times has a personal meaning to him, but explains its meaning in vague, general terms. The lyrics, while seemingly personal and urgent, are not specific to a circumstance. We circle and hover, but never get closer. 

What about Cameron Crowe’s Rolling Stone article, stating in no uncertain terms that the album is “ten songs” about “women and relationships”? Here’s what Harry says

  • I: You said to the Rolling Stone magazine that most of the album was inspired by a woman. Really?
  • H: No I think, honestly, the album is much more about me than it is about anyone else. I think if I said the album is about a woman it kind of feels like, I don’t know, I put a lot of work into this. I don’t feel like it involves around woman. It’s a lot about me and things I’ve never said before. It’s more about me.

It’s not about a woman. His first word is, “No.” Then he softens his statement by redirecting it to himself (personal life), then his hard work (professional life), things he’s never said before (a mixture of the two). In a Harry way, he circles the question back on itself– my music is about both me and my music. It’s a statement about nothing. But in saying that, it answers something– it’s not about women. 

So let’s see what he says about the color pink:

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episodes 1-4 / ( change pronouns as needed. )


  • “i’ve been thinking about us.”
  • “i’m asking you now if you love me.”
  • “of course i love you, ____. but i can’t give you the answer you want.”
  • “one summer can change everything.”
  • “it’s about following your heart, right?”
  • “as long as you don’t give up your passion.”
  • “eventually, there will be a reckoning.”
  • “that entitlement you wear on your head like a crown? it won’t last.”
  • “are you scared, ____?”
  • “don’t freak out. just trust me.”
  • “i’m breakfast at tiffany’s, but this place is strictly in cold blood.”
  • “he was looking for the girl next door. instead, he found me.”
  • “you wanted fire? sorry, _________. my specialty’s ice.”
  • “just… talk to her. it could go a long way. would have gone a long way with me.” 
  • “you are so perfect. i’ll never deserve you.”


  • “romeo and juliet are the exception, not the rule.”
  • “once again, fate throws us together.”
  • "sardonic humour is just my way of relating to the world.”
  • “what? what are you going to do?”
  • “i’m not. i want to be. i thought i could be. but it’s too much, too fast.”
  • “what do you know about it, _____? or about me, even?”
  • “he wasn’t perfect. but he always tried to do the right thing.”
  • “sometimes a friend is better than a boyfriend.”
  • “why don’t we both just do that bro thing where we nod like douches & mutually suppress our emotions?”
  • “is there something you want to tell me, pal?”
  • “did you & _______ kill him together?”
  • “i’m alone.”
  • “we’re not gonna hug in front of the entire town.”
  • “it’s like there was a train that was going to the rest of my life. & i just… missed it.”
  • “it is not my fault he doesn’t like you.”


  • "spoken like a true good girl who always follows the rules.”
  • “i don’t follow rules, i make them. & when necessary, i break them.”
  • “nothing this bad was ever supposed to happen here.”
  • “you don’t want to slow down, do you?”
  • “they have zero remorse for the lives they destroy.”
  • “does he not know who i am?”
  • “i’d love to stay. but i gotta shake down an evil adventure scout.”
  • “not bad.”
  • “maybe i don’t know _______.”
  • “you came through for me. in a way no one else ever has before.”
  • “i would’ve done anything to protect _____.”
  • “i saw the way you looked at me. … you’re hiding something.”
  • “maybe we should slow it down a little.”
  • "she’s right.”
  • “would i have complete freedom?”


  • “where did you find all of this?”
  • “oh, i’m already there!”
  • “you’re right. i’m selfish, & i’m stupid.”
  • “make some room, outcasts.”
  • “what’s next, selling her hair extensions?”
  • “it’s off-brand & sends a false message about acceptance.”
  • “shut the hell up, or you’ll find out!”
  • “i just hate when people disrespect my cinematic experience.”
  • "i’ll figure it out. i always do.”
  • “you are not the things you said.” 
  • “you’re not stupid. this wasn’t your fault.”
  • “i have a strong inkling.”
  • “threatened, much?”
  • “i learned that from the nancy drew detective handbook.”
  • “if you really are my friend, you’ll drop this.”
Plagiarized fics - asking for help from the 1D fandom

Hi everyone! I’m poking my head in your door from the Haikyuu fandom to ask you guys for help. I have spoken to quite a few people in the One Direction fandom thus far and I have been overwhelmed by their kindness, support, and how fast everyone I talked to acted to help me and my friend get this sorted out.

It came to my and my best friend ellessey-writes’s attention (confusing names, sorry! I’m Esselle) this morning that many of our fics had been stolen by the Tumblr/AO3 user Fruxoo, who has since deleted her accounts.

Here are two screenshots of Fruxoo’s fics, posted in April. The first is a direct copy of my story Hunger, completed last June 2016. The second is the summary from Ellie’s story Tea and Sympathy, posted January of this year. The entire text of every fic Fruxoo stole has been copied almost exactly word for word from our fics, changing only the names and other relevant character info.

I messaged her privately and asked that she post an explanation on Tumblr, as well as replace the text of her stolen works with links to our respective stories, in order to notify any readers who enjoyed these works. Unfortunately, she didn’t respond. Now that she has taken everything down, that’s no longer possible.

It would mean the world to Ellie and I if people would help spread the word about what happened. Last year, between the two of us, we wrote 626,000 words. We poured all our energy and love (and time!) into these stories, and to have someone copy them word for word, lie to people who were kind enough to comment or send asks as if they had thought up the ideas on their own, and interact with other people in the 1D fandom based off of love for OUR writing, is devastating to us both. This was going on for at least 2.5 months.

Besides the two stories listed above, we know As Long As You’re Smiling was actually copied from ellessey-writes​​‘s fic The Chronicles of the Virgin Asahi. We think this is the first fic they grabbed, due to the note on the summary. Here is a masterpost of all Ellie’s works from last year, and a link to her AO3.

They also took my incubus story Dreamless and reposted it as Lilin. This fic was posted as a part of a collab for my close friend’s artwork. reallycorking​​ drew this (VERY NSFW) art as part of a 30 day challenge, and the two of us worked together for a full month on Dreamless. Here is my fic masterpost for last year, and a link to my AO3.

I wanted to share links to the rest of our work because we don’t know how many stories she stole (it seemed like there were around 10 in total). We didn’t even have time to make a note of everything before she removed her accounts. So we don’t know what people read and might want to re-find (if there’s any interest cross-fandom).

Again, the One Direction fandom has been so incredibly supportive (Gina, Ange, phd-mama, Emmi, Lisa and everyone who was so helpful and understanding). Ellie and I started off the morning crushed, and now I have comments in my inbox on the fics that were stolen, and asks on Tumblr showing support, and it’s nearly brought me to tears. Thank you all so much. If anyone who sees this would be kind enough to get the word out there in any way (reblogs, just telling your friends who’ve read these stories, anything!!), we’d be incredibly grateful.

THANK YOU, to everyone who takes the time to read this.

francesofsuburbia  asked:

Hi Hiller- when I was younger I loved to draw. I'm an adult now and for some reason when I sit down in front of a piece of paper I don't know what to do. What advice do you have for a grown up who forgot how to draw?

Oooh that’s a tricky one. Sitting in front of a blank piece of paper is probably the most intimidating thing and has always been kind of scary for me. I’ve come up with a list of things for you to try to make drawing a bit easier.

A. Work on old paper/materials. End papers from discarded books, craft pads from second hand stores, a notepad from grandma’s junk drawer, a cool piece of wood you find in a dumpster, stuff like that. It takes away the pressure of having to create a perfect thing if the material you’re working on is already flawed or smells weird.

B. Draw a lot. It doesn’t matter if it’s good or bad. Only a small fraction of things I draw end up being shared, maybe every one out of twenty things will be decent. What people don’t see is the heap of not-so-great things I create in the process of making that one thing. If you’re drawing different ideas all the time, and thinking of how to make those ideas better when you’re not drawing, eventually you will get better and the good ideas will come more easily and more frequently.

C. It’s incredibly hard to draw when you are overly prepared to draw. Sitting down with the intent to create a perfect drawing adds a terrible amount of pressure and is the thing that trips so many people up and makes it hard to even start creating in the first place. Draw informally, when you’re watching television or listening to music. Watch a movie and draw a picture of something you hear that would be interesting when taken out of context. Try to not think too much about it. Approach drawing from an angle, not head on, if that makes sense.

D. Finding your subject matter can also be difficult and may be what you’re actually talking about here. A few things influence the content of my drawings:

  1. Inspiration from the world around me. Other artists’ work, books I read, music, conversations I have while waiting to buy groceries, things like this.
  2. My feelings and internal dialogue, what I’m thinking about or am moved by or want to express to others. Daydreams, real dreams, imagined conversations are all good sources for drawing material as they are things that no one else would ever know about unless you expressed them.
  3. My ability as an artist. I am less of an M. C. Escher and more of a David Shrigley. You have to find the right spot on the infinitely wide spectrum of art in which you can create work that you like and you think is good. I like drawing amorphous shapes and faces and fun things, so that is where I’m currently situated. Agnes Martin drew lines and dots and is well known because she was super good at it.

Hopefully, at some point, 1, 2, and 3 will come together and allow you to create something that you consider great or good or even okay will do sometimes.

I think those are four good things to think about. The very beginning is the hardest part when it comes to making art, I wish we could all just skip it. Hopefully this will help you, and maybe others, get started again.

anonymous asked:

Hannigram/MurderHusbands for "You smell really nice" (hehe Hannibal at it again :p

My dash has been crying out for bottom!Hannibal all week and I couldn’t resist. Have some porn with feelings!

Will was on his back, nails digging into his palms as Hannibal pinned his wrists to the bed and rode him to a slow and filthy end.

The first time Will had dragged him into bed, Hannibal had been so caught off-guard he’d hardly known what to do with himself. Now he was shameless. He grinded down onto Will’s cock, taking his pleasure as though Will were a toy and not a human being aching for release. Showing off his position of control.

Will was so close he could feel in his stomach, in the back of his throat. His pulse pounded in his ears.

“Enough,” he growled and, with a sharp twist of his hips, flipped Hannibal onto his back.

They struggled for a moment, arms and legs in all the wrong places until Will got to his knees. It was better this way. It always was. There was a special thrill that came with fucking Hannibal into the mattress; leaving him boneless and writhing beneath Will.

He drew his hips back, almost pulling out of Hannibal entirely, and then drove himself back in. The sound of skin on skin echoed in the room.

Hannibal reached for his cock. Will slapped his hand away.

“No,” Will panted. “You were so intent on showing off before, so you can show off now. Show me how you’re so desperate for me you don’t even need a hand on you to get off.”

Hannibal sucked in his breath between his teeth. He gripped Will’s forearms so tightly it ached.

It was impossible to tell who reached their end first. Will felt Hannibal’s release hot and wet on his stomach as he spilled into him. He fell forward, forehead coming to rest on Hannibal’s shoulder while he caught his breath.

Cleanup was quick and perfunctory. Hannibal never let him go far afterwards. No matter how rough and quick things started, they always ended tangled up in each other’s arms.

Hannibal tugged Will down into his arms and nuzzled at his throat. For a long moment they stayed that way, silent except for the pounding of their hearts. Hannibal sighed, soft and content.

“You smell good,” he murmured into the top of Will’s head.

Will huffed out a laugh. “I smell like you.”

“Scent is a vital part of the process of determining attraction and compatibility,” Hannibal said. “Humans unconsciously use scent to select a genetically compatible mate.”

Hannibal drew lazy patterns on Will’s back. Will’s eyes threatened to close at his touch.

Through the haze of his mind, he recalled a dimly lit office and Hannibal’s soft footsteps against hardwood floors. Hannibal had smelled him, like a sommelier before they took a sip of wine.

“Not sure what you were thinking when you picked me. When we met I smelled like night-sweats and dogs and the morgue.”

“Yes,” Hannibal said. His nose was buried in Will’s hair. Will absently wondered if he was going to start sniffing at him like a dog.

“But underlying all of that was a certain sweetness I couldn’t help but be drawn to.”

“Love at first sniff.”

“Something like that,” Hannibal said. Will could hear the smile in his voice.

Hannibal brushed the tip of his nose over Will’s jaw. With it he traced the hollow beneath his ear, the line of his throat. He inhaled deeply and pressed a kiss to Will’s shoulder, and Will clung to him tighter in response.

“Though I must admit,” he murmured, lips brushing Will’s skin with every word and sending goosebumps down his arms. “I much prefer you as you are now.”

Will smiled.

“I think I do too.”

Prompts closed for now, thanks!

anonymous asked:

Every time I see your art of a rare pair I somehow become a huge fan of that rare pair. I have too many otps...,

…is it okay for me to be happy I’m dragging you down with me on all of my weird ships because tbh I am for a lot of them there’s just a handful of people shipping them I’m happy you’re joining us hahaha

Anon said: because of your tags on that kamisero post i now love the hc that kirishima just uses loving bakugou as an excuse to get out of conversations that make him uncomfortable, even if it makes no sense. Like ‘any advice on how to confess?’ 'I’m dating bakugou, you probably should ask someone else.’ or 'how do you think snow works?’ 'Dude I’m dating bakugou, i don’t know.’

I’m in love with this ask because this has been my most ridiculous headcanon for an age I’m glad I could subtely make you share it, anon - Kirishima being perfectly aware of the fact that aside from the face there is no objective reason why he should be that smitten with Bakugou? That’s my jam, he’s as surprised as anyone else so when people ask him anything love related he’s like “do I look like a reliable source man DO I I think it’s hot when Bakugou yells there’s obviously something wrong with me you don’t want my advices”

But also for however aware of it he might be he’s still in love with the dude so people pointing it out to him gets old really fast, like, “it’s one thing if I say it myself and another it’s you talking shit about my boyfriend stop that”, which is why he just starts using “what do I know I like Bakugou” as an answer to anything - it starts with him being a smartass and it becomes just habit by the end of it, sometimes he uses it when Bakugou is around or with Bakugou himself and Bakugou doesn’t understand, doesn’t want to understand, has pondered the option of getting angry/offended/demanding an explaination and has deemed it not worth his time because the answer is most probably just gonna be that his boyfriend is an idiot anyway

(also he might or might not like how Kirishima’s pretty much just going around telling people he likes him over and over again, tbh)

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anonymous asked:

I really love Sai and SaiIno. From your blog, I don't think you care about it that much, but in the future, if you're in the mood and have time, do ypu have any headcanons for who confessed to who and how the other reacted, and their first kiss? (Sorry if this was harshly worded or too much to ask foe)

I’m a huge fan of all the canon ships Anon, that includes Sai and Ino. But I tend to just answer what I’m asked about. If people don’t ask about SaiIno, then I’m probably not gonna talk about them that often.

As for your other question, let me recite to you an excerpt from Sakura Hiden, Chapter 1 Section 6, which recounts a conversation between Sakura and Ino regarding their love lives:

“Aside from that, how are things going for you, Ino? Nowadays… what’s happening in your love life?”

Since childhood, Sakura and Ino were frankly both rivals at heart over Sasuke. However, as they matured together, it felt as though Ino had stepped down from that race.

For now, who was Ino thinking about? Or who was she even not thinking about? (Sakura) wanted to know.

“Mmm…..Well, there is someone (whom I’m interested in)”.

Ino replied in an embarrassed and shy manner.

“Err…No, I don’t. It’s because I think of him well, so there is someone (whom I’m interested in).”


Unintentionally, Sakura approached beside Ino.

“I didn’t know at all. What? Who is it?”

“You’re really sinking your teeth into this, aren’t you, Sakura?“

“But it’s on my mind. I want a hint. A hint!”

“ A hint, eh?”

Ino thought about it for a little bit. Her face was slightly flushed.

“….it’s someone who’s skilled at drawing”

“No, that’s still not an answer!”

Sakura then retorted.

“Humph, I see….so it’s Sai?”

“But it’s not surprising, right?”

“Well…(not really)”

Sai was Sasuke’s replacement within Team 7. When Sai was first incorporated into their team, Ino had an interest in him. She showed (that sort of ) attitude towards him. Ino had said that he resembled Sasuke-kun a little bit with his attractiveness.

“At first, wasn’t he a rather good-looking guy at least? But I don’t know how to explain the feeling. Now, I’m completely (into him)…Eh, what is this!? Didn’t I just…. say so many dreadfully embarrassing things? Wha–!, Hi—!“

“Calm down, calm down….”

Sakura then asked while soothing Ino:

“Well, by the way… did you confess your love?”

“About that….well, I still…”

Ino’s voice became small. That reaction was surprising to Sakura.

In relationships with another person, it’s a relatively straightforward situation: If you make up your mind (to do something), you could immediately carry out your plans. Ino had an image (of what she intended to do). But now in Ino’s case, it somehow seemed to be a different scenario.

“(Should I give him) lavender? Or a flowering dogwood?…..I’m indecisive.“

Ino had said.

“Lavender? Flowering dogwood?”

”Yup…..In the language of flowers, lavender means ‘I will be waiting for you’. As for the flowering dogwood, it means ‘accept my feelings’ in the language of flowers. When should I show Sai the atmosphere of my feelings?…Am I supposed to be waiting on him? Or maybe like this…. Should I do my confession with a ‘bashii’(/sudden whack) ?……..It’s worrisome right now (for me).“

“(Oh, I see what you mean)”

Ino was indeed the daughter of a florist, since she was giving the explanations for the language of flowers.

“But Ino…. I think that your image is (more like the) flowering dogwood.“

Sakura was trying to say it. Ino then also nodded.

“Isn’t it?…. It’s like my personality, right?….”

Well….she said that she was worried. Ino had put her hand against her (her own) forehead. Somehow, it seemed a little sweet (to see her acting like this).

‘As for my situation’….Sakura was suddenly thinking:

It’s lavender, I suppose…Of course it is…..

‘Accept my feelings’….No matter (how much) she tried to say it, Sasuke was away from home.

As for Sakura, she could only wait for now.

However, she was then thinking:

How long will I be waiting…?

From that passage, it appears that Ino was planning on confessing to Sai relatively soon, so I think this pretty much confirms that Ino confessed first, and she did so by offering Sai a Flowering Dogwood, as a means of asking him to accept her feelings. And judging by how close they appeared to be with each other during Naruto and Hinata’s wedding:

I can only assume that Ino’s confession yielded positive results rather quickly :) I imagine that when Ino eventually did confess, Sai drew a replica of the flower that she had just given him using his ninjutsu, and said something like, 

“Please take care of me, Miss Beautiful”.

Because just how fitting and awesome would that be? ^_^

something like love

Originally posted by jinjks

Love is something like a whirlpool of crazy insane emotions that thickens and brews in your heart and stomach and mind until you decide that maybe, yeah, you are falling so far in love.

pairing: jungkook | reader ; barista!jungkook
words: 3.4k 
genre: a tinge of angst and a wHOLE LOT OF FLUFF
summary: jungkook isn’t good with words, especially with girls whose dumb boyfriends dumped them but miracles do happen on a Saturday rainy night when you showed up drenched and desperate for a hot mug of hot chocolate.
a/n: LATE BIRTHDAY GIFT TO MY LOAF @pennelty honestly i don't know why the heck you want angst but i tRIED so pls love it for me thanks b.

The first time Jungkook met you, you belonged to another man, hands intertwined with tender loving eyes that gazed into each others for hours as Jungkook catches on little remnants and snippets of muffled conversation that were exchanged with steaming mugs of coffee beneath your noses.

It didn’t instigate any conflicting emotions the moment your frame enters the little café situated in the corner of the streets, a canopy from the congestions and city life of Seoul. Yet, as weeks pass, and your presence became a regular to the baristas and even the usual customers of the café, Jungkook had taken a fond habit of taking his time to drink you in every time you stopped by, specifically on late Saturday afternoons, where the glory of the sun rays dimmed and the chilling air was a perfect time for a cup of coffee. His colleague, Jimin became suspicious when Jungkook demanded to work for the Saturday shift, but even frequent squabbles and interrogations could not get Jungkook to admit anything he had for you.

But like the first time, and every other times, you had been and always will be belonged to another man; the intimacy and ardent aura that the both of you radiated stirring unwanted feelings and soon enough, when hand holding turned to chaste kisses, Jungkook didn’t bother to fight down the venomous jealousy that spread in his veins like wildfire.

Whatever peculiar dangerous emotions he was feeling, Jungkook knew he had no reason to intervene, to stop the ruthless battle in his heart as he watched the beautiful smile of yours, stars that swirled in your eyes like the galaxies that he maps out in his mind and the dulcet laughter that brought life to the ever so empty café. And while he unearths his greatest desires that lie in the heart of a stranger he only conversed in coffee language, Jungkook wishes that he was the very reason for all your beautiful things.

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anonymous asked:

Hello Agent85!! ^^ Just saw the ep... That arc is way too long... and it makes less and less sense. I really can't stand it anymore! The framework is supposed to be a copy of our world and for some reason now the laws of physics and basic biology don't apply anymore ? Fitz is a scientist! how the hell does aida's survival make any sense to him!? (and that stupid nazi youth hair...) Then, where is Jemma's smartness? and what is she doing? This all world is fake and she knows it! (1)

(2) so why would she think even for a second that the machine would be in this fake world ? I didn’t buy it at all. And still no Fitzsimmons… all the aidaxfitz’s PDA are beyond disgusting. urgh! And finally in what universe did someone find it a good idea to give Ward any kind of redemption arc? :/ Sorry it’s not very joyful but I’m so tired of it all… Anyway thanks Jane! You’re amazing! and only your light cheer me up lately. <3

Hey there!

This arc is wearing me out, too. Not to say that there aren’t things I like about it, but I just love Fitz so much and it’s really hard for me to see him like this. I know they’re doing it for plot reasons, but they drew a lot of things out during season 3 that I did not like very much, either.

But I had the opposite reaction to this last episode! Everything makes a lot MORE sense to me now. We know what AIDA’s goal is, and again, I just cannot believe that I missed what this is all about: the parameters. It’s SO OBVIOUS, looking back, since there was so much set up for it. Here I was, thinking that AIDA would just want to stay in her little dictatorship forever, when it’s clear that she has even greater ambitions. After all, what dictator wants to be limited as to whom they can murder?

Regarding the things that don’t make sense, namely AIDA’s fall: as I’ve said before, I believe that’s intentional. If they wanted to fudge it, it would have been two or three stories. She was FIFTY stories up, maybe more. You don’t need to know anything about medicine to know she would go splat. It’s obvious.

And, as we know, when people die in the Framework, they die in real life. It’s a common sci-fi trope that I happen to love immensely. Usually, the idea is that since the person believes that they’re dying, and people are afraid of dying, they basically get scared to death. Or, you know, their body just gets tricked into reacting the way it would react if the scenario were real. But AIDA is not real, so there is no real body to react to her scenario. Only an android would be able to survive that fall.

But beyond that, this just shows how much control she has over her world. She cannot only survive the fall, but she has also managed to BRAINWASH everyone around her so much that they don’t realize what she’s just done. But of course, they don’t notice a LOT of things she’s done, like spend all her resources on a Real Girl Machine that benefits Hydra … how, exactly?

I know I keep saying they were BRAINWASHED, and I am going to keep saying it in all caps until people get it. There is an extreme degree of conditioning going on here meant to override morals, character traits, and anything that would get in AIDA’s way.

And how perfect is it that after this ridiculous fall, Bakshi arrives on the scene asking what story he should tell, only to be lied to by Fitz. Think about it: AIDA is lying about the nature of reality to Fitz, who lies to Bakshi, who lies to everyone. AIDA is peddling deception compounded on deception. They’re all different lies, of course, and all of the liars know that they are lying, but they are all designed to give AIDA everything she wants. So how, may I ask, can anyone find the truth if they are blinded to basic laws of decency? To basic laws of the natural world?

If Fitz, a genius engineer, can’t tell that AIDA is lying to him about his own area of expertise, how can he tell that she’s lying to him about everything else?

How can he recognize basic truths if he can’t recognize Jemma’s face?

So, AIDA’s impossible fall reemphasizes two important truths: AIDA is not a person, and AIDA has complete control. These were things we already knew, but now we see those truths working in a context, so we see just how dangerous they she truly is.

Another thing it does is give Jemma a foot in the door when she finally has the chance to confront Fitz on the nature of his reality. She now can appeal to him emotionally and scientifically. Daisy only had an emotional argument, and we can see that AIDA has used Papa Fitz to condition Fitz to reject emotion. But needed his scientific mind, so that remains intact. The fact that Jemma will be able to use this scientific argument, in addition to the fact that her emotional argument will be infinitely stronger because of their bond, makes me very optimistic that Jemma will be able to chip away at the walls Fitz has been programmed to put up.

But of course, there’s the caveat that they’ve set up perfect scenarios like this before and completely trashed them. We were all convinced that the necklace and Will’s stupid science background were clues to all kinds of things, but it just ended up being lazy writing. In this case, however, it seems a lot more deliberate, and I’m honestly hoping they’ve learned from their mistakes. They have to know how stupid that 3A was.

As for Jemma’s smarts, this is another plot reasons thing. I’ll be honest, I didn’t think that hard about it while I was watching, too blinded by the sunshine of Trip, so that didn’t seem that stupid to me. Jemma doesn’t just have to figure out what the solution is; she has to guide us viewers to the conclusion in an entertaining way. And revealing it the way she did was way more dramatic. It’s a trope that’s been done a thousand times because so many people love it.

Still, I was upset, like you are, about the lack of FitzSimmons. Jemma should have tried to get to him during this episode, even if nobody would let her. They haven’t been together in this arc, but they have been talking about each other. (Which, by the way, is basically the only prediction I’ve gotten right so far.) We’ve gotten Jemma’s confession of love to Ward, which is HUGE. 

Jemma didn’t outright tell Fitz she was ready to have a relationship; she said they were wasting time by not being in a relationship. She didn’t tell LMD Fitz that she wanted to marry Fitz; she only said she would give Fitz the answer. She’s now comfortable with telling Fitz she loves him, but she doesn’t talk about it to other people, especially her enemies. And yet, she basically screamed it at Ward! I can’t express how important that is!

We have never seen Jemma be that blunt about her feelings before. Never. 

With Fitz, we’re seeing something very different—how not to love somebody. Fitz and AIDA’s relationship is supposed to be repulsive. We are supposed to think that it’s wrong. After all, AIDA and Agnes, who share a face, are romantically linked to Fitz and Radcliffe, who have a father/son relationship. So, it’s not only evil and abusive—it’s a little incestuous. They are hitting all the bases here. It’s a stark contrast to the loving partnership of equals that sacrifices everything to save the world. In fact, a starker contrast could not exist, unless Jemma was romantically linked to a moron who told her to give up all the time. ;)  

But really, if this doesn’t convince you that FitzSimmons is the end all be all, nothing will.

As for Ward, I’m going to say the same thing I said about LMD Fitz: you can’t blame someone for something someone else did, just because that person has the same face. You can’t credit them, either. Framework Ward does nothing to redeem the real Grant Ward, because the real Grant Ward is dead. In fact, he died on an alien planet while trying to bring Hive into the world, right after he had Jemma tortured. He is, without a doubt, the absolute worst. Nothing that’s happening now can change that. 

In fact, if anything, it adds to his condemnation by showing just how good Ward could have been. Ward was a traitor, yes, but what if he betrayed evil instead of good? What if he actually loved Skye more than he wanted to survive? 

There was a time when we were hoping that Ward’s love for Skye would change him into something better, and now we’ve seen it happen. 

Framework Ward and Real Ward are a lot like FitzSimmons and Fitz x AIDA, actually. We see how good it could be, and we see how bad it can get. I find that incredibly interesting. I love all of the philosophical aspects of this arc.

So, I know that this arc has been hard, but hopefully that clarifies things a little. I’m hoping that we’ve reached the very bottom, and it’s all uphill from here. After all, this is the point where Jemma HAS to go after Fitz, at all costs, for plot reasons. I’m really hoping that we will start to get our reward as early as next Tuesday. 

All we can hope is that they don’t mess it up!

So, thank you so much for your kind words! I hope I was able to cheer you up a bit. <3

anonymous asked:

awww i'm sad the the tattoo au ended but IT IS SO GOOD AND PURE!! i love it so much ♡

Thank you!!!!!!!!!!! I’m SO GLAD you enjoyed it!!!!!!!!!!! *O*

Anon said:  but what did kala say!!!

!!!!! Kouda can’t actually talk to animals, he can only control them! But Baku is Baku and as usual his knowledge of his classmates’… everything is approximative at best haha

Anon said: omg that bakugou with cat is so cute!!! (fun fact tho! kala mean fish in finnish so its a cute name for a cat)

OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That’s actually adorable!!!! *O* thank you for telling me!!!!

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anonymous asked:

maybe a fic where MC expects yoosung to be like really subby after a long day at the vets bc that's how he usually is but he is actually being really dominant (nsfw? if you want)

I’m not too familiar with what being a sub or dom means, but I tried >o<


Note: This concludes the end of the Yoosung Birthday Event!!

Warning: NSFW

The door swung shut as Yoosung entered the apartment quietly, turning on all the lights.

A nonchalant expression was on his face as he gazed around the room. All was quiet. His eyes flashed in understanding, a small sigh escaping his lips as he took calm, long strides to the bedroom. He gently pushed open the bedroom door, only to find that you weren’t inside.

Before Yoosung could turn around, a blindfold was wrapped around his eyes.

Your sweet, seductive voice made its way to his ears as a whisper, “How’s my pet today, hmm?”

He remained quiet, not even turning to face you. You tilted your head in confusion—he was usually very responsive to your dominant act, but his reaction was pretty odd today.

Suddenly, he ripped off the blindfold and spun around, grabbing you by the arms and pulling you against him all at once.

“Wha-” you were cut off by an abrupt kiss. He harshly pressed his lips against yours, slipping his tongue inside your mouth and easily winning a fight for dominance. He sucked on your bottom lip, eliciting a moan from you. He kept a firm grip on your waist with one hand, while the other groped at your thighs.

In the back of your mind, you wondered what had spurred him to suddenly take the dominant role—usually, he had no problem with being submissive to you. In fact, he very clearly enjoyed it. So why was he-


His amethyst eyes stared intensely into yours, as if challenging you to disobey him. Your eyes widened at his command, but you found yourself growing wetter and wetter, as your trembling hands moved to slide off your clothes.

Yoosung acting dominant was… new. It was a strange feeling, with the roles reversed. And holy crap, he was fucking hot.

“Wait for me on the bed,” he said coolly, using one finger to tilt your chin upwards. He flashed a wry smile at you before leaving the bedroom.

For a moment, you just stood in shock. You never realized that Yoosung had it in him! You could feel your cheeks flame in embarrassment at the thought of all those nights where you’d struggled to command him. It had taken you a while to finally get comfortable ordering him around, after you’d realized that you really weren’t hurting his feelings. But he was doing this so naturally?!

You scrambled onto the bed before he returned, the cool sensation of the blanket against your naked body sending tingles to your pussy. You could hear shuffling in the other room, and you squirmed in anticipation. You couldn’t even begin to imagine what Yoosung would do to you.

The sound of his footsteps drew near and you naturally straightened up, feeling the urge to sit in an obedient manner. His lips curled into a smirk as he looked over you.

“What a good girl,” he cooed.

Your cheeks flamed at the sound of that. There was something exciting about Yoosung calling you like this. Like you were his toy. Like he could do anything he wanted to you.

He grasped your hand, holding it to his lips as he planted a small kiss on the back, violet eyes burning passionately into yours. His voice was low when he spoke. “Do you know how much I’ve missed you today, MC?”

You didn’t know how to respond. Should you say no…?

“Of course you don’t,” he answered for you, letting out a disappointed sigh. “You know, MC… all day at work, my mind was filled with thoughts of you. Thoughts like…”

He planted another kiss on your lips. “…claiming your lips for my own…”

A light nip at your neck. “Straddling you…”

“… and pinning you down so I may watch the different expressions on your face as I make you moan in pleasure…” A bite on your shoulder.

“…and making you all mine.” His fingers trailed up your thighs, making you shudder from the sensitive feeling he elicited.

You tried to be subtle as you moved your hips closer to him, but he caught your legs in a tight grip.

“Oh my. Are you trying to be a bad girl, MC~?” he coldly questioned you.

“N-no,” you stammered, your face still heated up. “I’m not…”

“Well… If you’re that desperate, why don’t you spread your legs for me? Show me all of you… I want to see all of my good girl. Show me every bit of the body that belongs to me.”

You shakily spread your legs for him, whimpering as you found yourself unable to look away from his lustful eyes that wandered all over you.

“God, MC, I love you,” he murmured under his breath, just barely loud enough for you to hear. Awh fuck. That melted your heart.

Almost as if he hadn’t just said that sweet line, he pushed you onto the bed, lifting your hips to grind against his hard erection.

“Can you feel that, MC? Can you feel how much I want you?”

“Y-yesss,” you gasped out, closing your eyes to savour the feeling of his cock pressing just perfectly against your pussy. “Mmn… Yoosung, please…”

“What’s that, MC? Please what?”

You desperately thrust yourself against him in frustration, refusing to answer him.

“You’re just waiting to be fucked, hm?” he chuckled.

He slides a thumb onto your clit, pressing the nub with a gentle pressure. Another finger slipped into your dripping wetness, swirling around inside. You watched as he licked off your juices from his fingers, smiling devilishly at you.

“Aww, look at you~ So wet and ready for my cock to enter you…” he mocked you, rubbing the tip of his length against you.

“Stop teasing me!” you groaned, reaching your hand down to grab hold of his cock and trying to move yourself onto him.

“Bad girl,” he scowled. “I’m in control here. You will be touched when I decide you should be touched.”

Without a warning, he suddenly entered you, slamming all the way inside your pussy.

“Aaahnn!” you moaned, not expecting the sudden movement.

He immediately quickened his pace, pounding into you almost frantically.

Every thrust seemed to scream, IneedyouIneedyouIneedyou

Because god he was being absolutely merciless, taking you at his own pace.

“G-good girl,” he panted, covering your lips with his own, his hands tangling into your hair.

You could feel his cock throbbing inside you, a tell-tale sign that he was going to cum. You wrapped your legs around him, feeling your own pussy clench as a sudden hard thrust sent you over the edge.

But he didn’t stop, or ease his pace. No, he only sped up, ignoring your moans from how sensitive you were after your climax.

And then suddenly, you felt something hot spill inside you, and he finally stopped, pulling out as his cum leaked from your pussy and dripping over your ass crack… and onto the bedsheets.

You let out a huge sigh of relief. Damn. Dominant Yoosung was intense.

He propped himself up on an elbow, one hand running over your breasts and lightly swirling around the nipples.

“I hope my princess is ready for Round Two.”

anonymous asked:

Hello I would love to cosplay aqua from Kingdom Hearts, but I'm having trouble with the bra pads on her shirt. Everyone else either cuts up a bra or get a bra cup, cover it with their fabric of choice and stitch it on. I actually don't want it to be an actual bra cup but a design thats a part of the shirt. I want it to be just the fabric part of the bra. Now while i had a template for the shape, no matter how many times i cut it out, hem it or add darts, it just never comes out right. Thanks!

Hello there!

That’s a really weird design, even for Kingdom Hearts. Wow.

To me, it looks more like fabric pieces sewn on than actual foam bra cups, so I think you are on the right track, though I can see why molded foam cups would be much easier!

What I would do is use the saran wrap method of patterning. Wear the undergarments you are planning wearing with the costume and possibly even the top if you have it in a wearable state and the fabric isn’t going to get damaged by this method. Get Glad Press N’ Seal wrap. This has a light adhesive on one side, so it will stick to you and to itself, making your patterning much easier. (You can also use a layer of regular saran wrap with masking or duct tape over it, if you choose, but this is the method I use for unusual patterns.) Once you have a good few layers of plastic on, use a permanent marker to draw the shape that you want. I would recommend just wrapping your breast area and drawing on the triangle shape of the cup and at the very least a vertical princess seam, or a vertical seam ending at a horizontal seam (like a 3-piece bra cup), though with how low this sits on her breasts, you will likely only need the one seam if yours sits in the same place.

Carefully peel yourself out of the wrap, and cut the pieces along the seamlines you just drew. Flatten these as well as you can. Take the two sides and try to square them with each other the best you can so you have an even pattern. Make sure to add seam allowance. Sew these out of a test fabric as a mockup, and make any changes you should need before doing them for real. For reference, the pattern will roughly be shaped so that the princess seams are curved, with the pieces curving outward toward each other in the middle (the top of the piece will be smaller, and the outward curves towards the middle and bottom will allow for extra space in there once it is sewn). The degree and location of the curve will depend on your breast shape and size.

By doing it this way, you’ll end up with pieces that are shaped and sized to the specific shape and size of the breast, rather than a flat piece you are trying to fit over a rounded surface, or a flat piece you are trying to dart. The correct shape of the seamlines will be built into your pattern, rather than added later.

The tricky part here is that the top appears to be a stretch material, so I would also make the cups out of a stretch material. Even though they are seamed for shape, they still need to be able to stretch with the fabric underneath. If you use a non-stretch material, wear the top, pin the cups in place very well, and sew them with the top stretched so that it mimics how much it will be stretched when worn.Otherwise, you’ll end up with the top either being too small in that area (because it wasn’t stretched) or lumpy and rippled.

I hope that helps! If it doesn’t, let me know exactly what was going wrong with the previous versions and with this version and I can try to help troubleshoot.

Fabrickind / Q&A Staff

anonymous asked:

I don't know if you've already done this (feel free to ignore it if you have!) But could I maybe ask for the rfa members (+ v and saeran maybe?) reacting to mc stealing and walking around in an item of their clothing? I love your blog btw!

Thank youuuu!

~This is a cute ask, here ya go! 


  • After much waiting, this kid FINALLY asks you to stay overnight
  • You were sitting and watching him play LOLOL with his guild, getting close to leaving for the night
  • He noticed you looking at your phone which meant it was time to go
    • “MC, w-why don’t you just sleep here? I can make you an omelette in the morning!”
  • You could hear the ‘hallelujah’ chorus in the distance as you agreed
  • He promised to be off soon, they were going to fight this rare monster
  •  But you didn’t exactly prepare for this
  • You had no PJs!
  • While he was glued to the screen you decided to raid his closet
  • He wouldn’t mind, right?
  • You found a green LOLOL shirt that seemed just big enough for you to sleep comfortably in
    • “This nerd…god I love him,” you laughed to yourself as you held it up to inspect it
  • You could still hear him screaming into the chat mic from the other room as you changed into it
  • Walked back into the living room to see how the game was going
    • “Superman Yoosung! How are you doing?!”
    • “MC! I’m sorry I can’t talk right now, we are right in the middle of-”
  • He had to double take
    • “ImsorryguysimloggingoutBYE”
  • Throws his headset, ignoring the screaming on the other end
  • His cheeks were so flush!
  • You’ve never seen him move so fast
  • Snatched you up and kissed you super hard


  • Does this guy own anything other than striped freaking shirts
  • You were thumbing through his closet for something to wear
  • Bored of your own clothes, you wanted to wear something of his
  • Hidden in the very back of his closet
  • A black shirt with Elizabeth 3rd’s photo printed on it
  • O M G !!!
  • Could anyone blame you for snatching it off of the hanger and throwing it on?
  • You looked so cute wearing nothing but the Elizabeth shirt
  • When you greeted Jumin at the door…
  • Holding Elizabeth (who was super content) in your arms
  • It was the first time you had seen him flustered
  • Literally couldn’t speak??
    • Oh no she found the shirt!
      • OH NO she’s wearing it and looks so cute!!!!!…
  • In a split second is telling the body guards to give you privacy, ordering everyone out of the penthouse for 3 hours
    • “MC…I’m going to punish you for snooping through my things…”


  • One of your favorite things in the world was teasing this guy
  • Poor Zen
  • So when you found this tight leather shirt in his closet of course the first thing you did was put it on to greet him when he came back from the gym
  • It must have been from one of his musicals or something, lost and forgotten in his closet
  • You were giddy as you waited for him to arrive 
  • When he finally walked through the door, sweaty, towel around his neck…
    • “MC, I’m hoooome!” He called before noticing you in the kitchen entryway
    • “Zen! I’ve been waiting…” you  smirked.
  • //Dead
  • K.O.
  • Can I type this any more?? ((((no))))
  • You’ve unleashed
  • T H E  B E A S T
  • He throws his water bottle and towel to the side
  • You’re not going to sleep much tonight


  • It was a super hard day at the coffee shop for her
  • Poor girl was drained
  • She found herself walking into a dark apartment 
  • You bumped into her while getting a glass of water
    • “Oh Jaehee…you’re home”
    • “Yes. I’m so exh- MC? Is this my shirt?”
  • When her eyes adjusted to the dark she noticed it
  • You put it on to go to bed
    • “Um yeah. You work so late sometimes…and it smells like you”
  • All of her stress washed away and she blushed
  • She kissed the top of your head
    • “Let’s get some rest, MC.”


  • You were cooking a late night meal for you both
  • Wearing nothing but his big sweater
  • He had been glued to his desk all day and you knew the best way to get him to eat was if you cooked it for him
  • The smell of the food drew him out to the kitchen
  • Critical hit ! to his heart when he saw you
  • You were so focused you hadn’t even noticed him until he was tugging at the sweater
    • “Heyyy, this is mine,” he pointed out
    • “So?”
    • “So give it back,” he pulled at it.
    • “No! Get outta here you’re bothering me,” you smacked his hands away.
    • “Not without my sweater!”
  • Was tickling you and pulling it up, trying to get to the zipper
  • You hit him with a spatula several times
  • Ended up running from him and he chased you throughout the apartment
  • Tackles you on the couch
  • He gets his sweater >.>
  • You were interrupted by the smell of burning food
    • “Oh shit, dinner!” You jumped up.
    • “Eh, don’t worry about it MC. I’ll order some takeout. Now, where were we…”


  • You were wearing one of his V necks as a nightie
  • This boy had the most comfy clothes omg the quality
  • He was waiting on the couch as you brewed tea
  • Snuggled up next to him after bringing a cup for you both
    • “Thank you, darling,” he smiled.
  • Immediately spits out his tea when he feels what you’re wearing
    • “I hope it’s okay, V. Your clothes are just so comfy!”
  • He was speechless for a moment but let his hands do the talking for him
    • “It’s more than okay, MC”
  • He pulled you in for a kiss then showed you just how much he liked it


  • It was dinner and movie night!
  • Saeran was groaning at you from the living room, telling you to hurry up or you’d be late for your reservation
  • But all of your clothes were dirtyyyy T_T
  • Damn you had both really been slacking on the chores lately
  • Frantic, you grabbed one of his red shirts
  • He won’t mind, right?
  • It went okay with your jeans anyway
  • You shrugged, rushing to meet him by the door
    • “Ready to go?” You panted.
  • He was stiff still staring at you
    • “Umm…earth to Saeran? HellooOOO-!”
  • He tossed you over his shoulder without warning and was carrying you back down the hallway
    • “What are you doing?! We’re going to be late!” you yelled.
  • He closed the bedroom door behind you with his foot and tossed you on the bed
Teen Wolf Imagine- The Worst Day Ever

Today was defiantly not your day. You woke up, strangely without your boyfriend lying next to you. You sat up to see the alarm clock, shit you were an hour late for school. There was a note on the bedside table, you read it and couldn’t help but scoff, ‘Your lazy ass wouldn’t wake up, if you’re late there’s a fake doctors note on the kitchen table, love Isaac x’ You jumped out of bed and brushed your teeth. It wasn’t long until you realised you left your bag of clean clothes along with your hairbrush at home. Just great, you pulled out one of Isaac’s flannel shirts that he doesn’t wear, rather than going with the alternative of a V-neck and cardigan. You quickly pulled on a pair of black leggings you left in his wardrobe and a pair of white converse. You barley had enough time to comb your hair with Isaac’s old one, your hair wasn’t too bad but it wasn’t particularly good. You grabbed your purse, not worrying about breakfast. Which was a stupid idea because you not only had to walk all the way to school on an empty stomach but you also forgot to get the note, earning you an hour detention on Friday. You had a strong feeling that the rest of the day wouldn’t have much else to offer.

You got there, with 45 minutes left of your second period. You strolled in coaches room, ignoring his sarcastic comment on how it was a miracle for you to be alive, you were too busy glaring at Scott and Stiles’ faces and how they were trying not to laugh from behind their hands. Conveniently, today was the only day you had lessons that all had at least one pack member in. This was clearly going to be the joke of the day between you all. “Y/L/N, you’re so profoundly late I have no idea why you bothered showing up. Now I have to explain everything all over again so I don’t have to listen to you ask questions for the next god knows how long” Coach lectured. “As much as I enjoy our little chats, I’ll take a rain check. I’m sure my dearest friends here can fill me in while you return to that water over there, which is clearly vodka” you gave a sarcastic smile, which he returned. As much as he pretended, he loved being out sassed by you every lesson. “You’ve got quite the get up there” Stiles laughed, referring to the oversized top and look of destain you had going on. “Clearly you’d know a good flannel when you see it” you replied, not meaning for him to take it as a compliment, which he did. “I’m sorry about leaving you asleep but me and Isaac as a joint supernatural force couldn't move you from that bed” Scott said, still containing a laugh. “My dearest cousin Scott, how I would love to kick your ass right now” you claimed. “How I am sure you would” he smiled, handing you the notes on the assignment. “Y/N, I can hear your sarcasm from here and its making my brain hurt” Coach whined from his desk. “That’ll be the hangover sir” you retort. But before he could say anything back he was distracted by Greenburg and his audacity to click his pen more than twice in a minute. The bell finally went off, you began to pack your things away but coach had an announcement first, “Hang on you bunch of delinquents, anyone who has their free period straight after break has to take a mandatory cooking class. I would tell you why but I wont because I stopped listening during staff debriefing this morning-” he began to ramble. “Great that’s me” you huffed. “Same” Stiles voiced. You definitely were not looking forward to that.

Break was the perfect time for you to kill your boyfriend and to discuss your weekend plans with Lydia and Allison. “Heyy guys” Stiles beamed as you met up with the other half of the pack. You sat opposite Isaac, he was clearly trying to avoid your death stare. “Y/N, what the hell happened to you?” Lydia asked in pure shock. “You don’t even want to know” you said, shaking your head. “At least you look hot in my shirt” Isaac complimented, glancing timidly at you. “Don't” you said, through gritted teeth. “Technically it’s not his fault, you’re the one that didn’t wake up” Allison tried to help. “Well he’s the one that kept me up all night” you remarked. It took them a second, before Scott and Stiles pulled a disgusted face and the girls an approving one. “It was worth it” Isaac smirked, causing you to kick him under the table. “Dude that’s my cousin” Scott said, now also glaring at him. “Anyway, did you hear about the whole cooking thing” Lydia sighed. “Yeah, we have it next” Stiles said, gesturing between you and him. “Thank god, at least I wont be with random idiots incapable of cooking” Lydia said in relief.

“You two are a pair of idiots, incapable of cooking” Lydia said in clear frustration. “I think it’s going pretty well” Stiles said proudly. “There’s absolutely nothing wrong with it” you agreed. You took a step back to realise the utter mess you two made, who knew making dessert could be so hard without a recipe. “I’ll re-make this, just start melting the chocolate” Lydia said, trying to keep herself calm. You and Stiles both fumbled for the large chocolate bar, taking a piece each before she noticed. You reached over and picked up the first pan you saw in the cupboard, not knowing what the different ones were for. You both broke the pieces up and put them in the pan, you left Stiles to work out the right temperature on the stove. You turned around for second, until you heard Stiles erupt into laughter. “What?” you asked sharply. “ You’ve got two handprints on your bum” he said between laughs. Great you must of got flour on your leggings when you pulled them up earlier. “Is it coming off?” you asked, brushing it. Normally you’d be offended if a guy looked at your bum, but it was Stiles he was practically your brother. “Sure” he lied. “Shit Stiles, the pan’s overflowing!” you shouted, as you both stumbled over to it. This drew Lydia’s attention back over to you both, “You used an egg pan to melt chocolate?” she asked, also shouting. This group cooking project wasn’t going too well. You dipped your finger in the over spilled chocolate, it was a good idea to have a cheeky finger lick in all the commotion. That was until you realised it was scorching hot and you burned your finger. You ran over to the tap, putting your finger under it. “Y/N, you’ll heal in like 4 seconds, come here and help” Stiles demanded, while Lydia wiped the flour from her hands quickly with a tea towel. The scent of burning filled the room, along with the sound of you three shouting at each other. By now you had racked up an audience of bewildered students. “Stiles turn the heat off” you exclaimed, as Lydia wafted away the smoke before the fire alarm went off. Stiles, forgot which way to turn the dial. Resulting in him turning it up and a flame blazing up for a second. Eventually it all died down and the three of you slid down onto the floor. “Well on the bright side, no one got hurt” you said slowly. “Erm guys” Stiles squeaked. You and Lydia turned to look at him and instantly covered your mouths. “Notice anything different?” he asked, gesturing to the empty space above his left eye. The two of you couldn’t help but let out a loud laugh, you were laughing so hard you had to wipe the tears from your eyes. “Half of my eyebrow has been singed off!!” Stiles raised his voice, causing you to laugh even more. “Do the three of you care to explain?” the teacher demanded, rather than asked. “Ermm…no…?” you winced.

The three of you were let out of the principals office just in time for lunch. You’d been let off pretty lightly considering the collateral damage you caused. The only difference was that you had a double detention on Friday instead. You joined your friends on your lunch table, this time Isaac had saved a seat next to him. You sat down and he kissed your cheek, making your blush slightly. “Why aren’t you three eating? And why are you holding your eyebrow?” Scott asked. “You don’t want to know” Lydia said this time, shaking her head. “How’s Boyd holding up, after, you know…” you asked, after noticing he wasn’t at school again. “He’s hurting, but don’t worry about it, he’ll be okay” Isaac said, squeezing your hand. “Derek’s coming tonight, isn’t he?” Allison asked. Scott simply nod his head to confirm, while taking a bite out of his sandwich. “ Seriously, why are you holding your eyebrow?” Isaac asked intrigued. “He burnt it off” Lydia said bluntly. “You have to show us” Allison said excitedly. Stiles grumbled before moving his hand slowly, causing you all this time to burst out laughing. “I didn’t think it was possible, but you look even more like a spaz” Isaac claimed. “Well, I think you look smoakin Stiles” Allison grinned. “I know, he’s too hot to handle” Scott added. Lydia was trying so hard to hide her smile, because she was still pretending to be mad. “Cut him some slack, there’s no need to, roast” you said, purposely cringey. “ You guys make me sick” he seethed. You all smiled sarcastically. Isaac fed you a grape and kissed you, before you all went to your final two periods.

When you made it to the last lesson of the day, you were physically and emotionally drained. Werewolf or not, you weren’t prepared for todays antics. You had English class, with Scott, Isaac, Allison and of course the twins. They were on wined up duty, even after the chaotic day you’d all already had. They’d took apart their bikes and were purposely teasing them, which included Isaac getting his own back, getting Aiden suspended. However, while you were all standing outside of the classroom you luckily bumped into your gym teacher who was just walking by. “Y/N, glad I caught you” she said casually, even though you were hiding behind Isaac and she never normally walks to the top floor. You huffed and trudged over to her with your friends childishly sniggering, you turned around to tell them to cut it out, all you got was a kiss blown at you by Isaac . “You skipped another one of my lessons, that is the third time so I’m going to issue you a detention” she said falsely. Three in a day, it couldn’t get any worse. “When is it?” you asked with an eye roll. “This Friday” she answered. “I already have two that day”  you groaned. “Well now you have three” she retort, clicking her pen and walking away with her clipboard of names in check. Yes, it could get worse.

“Stiles, Shut up!” you shouted. He had been annoying you all day. “Could you just ask her please” he plead. “No, and even if I did ask her, she would say no!” you were becoming impatient with him. He had been asking you all day about Lydia, he wanted you to ask if she wanted to go on a date with him, even though she was occupied by Aiden. “Ask her yourself!” you huffed. Luckily you lived opposite ways to him so you could avoid him on the walk home. You were about a block away from your house when you heard someone honking behind you. “You’re fucking kidding me“ you turned around to see Stiles in his jeep. Maybe if you ignored him he would go away, you turned around and began walking. He started to drive beside you. "Y/N!” he started shouting out of his car window. Just then Allison caught up with you. “Why is Stiles so desperate to talk to you?” she asked laughing. She looked at you before realising your eyes had turned gold. “Stiles, Stop, her eyes” she shouted while making sure no one was around. Stiles seemed to ignore her warning and proceeded to aggravate you. “Stiles an out of control werewolf is pretty terrifying, for you anyway” Allison exclaimed. “Right” Stiles said awkwardly, he stopped the car in the middle of the empty road and rushed out. “Just calm down” Allison said anxiously. “Take deep breaths” Stiles said, trying to help. You were breathing heavily and your eyes turned back to their original colour. There was a moment of silence and relief. “Soo… is asking Lydia a definite no or…” Stiles asked. You let out a low growl, as a final warning. He held his hands up to surrender. “Are we still on for the pack pizza party later?” he asked, mainly to break the tension. “Ill be there at seven, eat all of the pizza again before I get there Stiles and I’ll break your arm” you retort, continuing to walk home. “Love you too” he shouted to you. You shook your head smiling, flipping him off from over your shoulder. As much as you hated him, you loved that hyperactive goofball.

You decided to have the get together in Lydia’s house, rather than at Derek’s loft or at yours and Scott’s. You arrived later on because you had to finish your math homework for tomorrow anyway. When you got there, Stiles did actually leave you some pizza for once, your bad luck must of ended, or because you were going to kill him earlier. You sat next to Isaac and he put his arm around you, pulling you into his chest. “Do you want to go back to Scott’s after the film? The others are staying here tonight” he said. “I just need my bed” you answered. He nod and you all got settled for the film. Due to Derek being the guest of honour he got to choose the film, as usual he picked an old action movie that sent most of you to sleep within half an hour, including himself. You forced yourself to stay awake so you could get home in time to have a shower. But as soon as you got back you flopped onto your bed, you couldn’t be bothered to shower, there was always the morning. You did brush your teeth and get changed first though. Isaac was about to turn your bedroom light off when he glanced over to your desk. “Y/N” he said softly. “What?” you asked, waiting to cuddle him. “You’ve erm, you’ve done all the wrong math questions” he said, trying not to laugh. “I. Hate. My. Life.” you whined slowly. This was the worst day you’ve ever had.

I know this was quite long, but I hope you enjoyed if you made it to the end. Requests are open x

anonymous asked:

I LOVE THE OBITINE CHILD SO MUCH! Forgive my abundance of enthusiasm, your art is the first obitine child thing I've seen. Please give us all the headcanons!

Aw, enthusiastic anon, I’m sorry it took me so long to respond. I had it all typed up and then lost it, and I’m just now getting around to pulling things together again.

There are lots of different headcanons about this, and I trust you’ll be able to find them. But, well, since you asked about mine:

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anonymous asked:

Your sheith post about it possibly being canon I did read that the writers wanted to take Tim in building relationships and the story. Which I think is cool since a lot of shows rush into relationships without any build to it. Also I don't think it's queerbaiting since as far as I know the writers never said anything was going to canon I just think they like to show support.

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walkingsaltshaker  asked:

The members (+ V & Saeran) discovering MC had a child/children? Or their reactions of MC admitting she wanted children? (You don't have to do both, either one would be nice. I just didn't want to send 2 asks.)

Doing the first one because it is!! Super cute! (I work in a toy store so I LOVE KIDS lmao.)


  • Your hands are shaking from your nerves when you finally work up the nerve to type up the text. Her name is Iseul. She’s two, and her dad left me just before she was born.
  • His reply was near instantaneous. Can I see a picture?
  • You turned to your daughter and put on a grin. Say cheese, honey!
  • “Heez!” She reached out to you, her little chubby fingers fanned out, and you snapped a picture of her face, of her red cheeks and big, broad smile. The little smiley face in the caption when you sent it to Yoosung felt like a lie.
  • You told him that you understood if it was a deal breaker, seriously you did. Even if you did date, you didn’t expect him to become her father. You got it, you got it, you understood, he was young and you’d -
  • You can’t even finish your string of messages before you get one back from him. She’s precious, just like you, and I’m not going to let you struggle raising her alone.
  • Yoosung’s desire to grow up and become a man increases twofold. It isn’t that he’s really excited about a kid - honestly, he’d never thought of it - but he’s so, so determined to support you that he’s willing to give fatherhood a go.
  • Despite his determination, it’s a bit… rough at first. He doesn’t really know what he’s doing and he often panics about little things. 
  • (am I feeding her enough? Am I feeding her right? why is she crying DID I BREAK SOMETHING OH NO HELP)
  • she’s chewing on the keyboard wire omg no stop
  • “oh shit i’m in the middle of a LOLOL match and she’s cry ing fuck”
  • (you come home one day and yoosung is in the fetal position because drew ALL over the apartment walls and he doesn’t KNOW WHAT TO DO)
  • After learning the ropes though he is great at being a dad. He’s just this big huge kid paling around with your kid and it makes your heart melt. Sometimes he’ll sit her on his lap and she’ll watch him play LOLOL. (at first it annoys him when she presses keys and paws at the screen but eventually he chills out and thinks it’s adorable)
  • He’s so proud of her. He never once thinks of her as being anything but his child, and he brags about her SO MUCH to his guild. (sometimes he’ll turn on voice and let them say hi to her)
  • (she always babbles back)
  • (they love her protect ur daughter 2k16)


  • You have a daughter?
  • Can he see her?
  • Oh god she’s the cutest he loves her already. Wait, that’s not weird, is it? He’s not weirding you out?
  • Great - first time he meets her, he brings her hair clips and buys her ice cream and dotes on her like the happiest new father imaginable.
  • Zen doesn’t hold back on either his love for you or your child. He is so happy to be a dad. He’s always taking photos of her, taking photos of you, taking photos of BOTH of you and just… grinning. He has a family.
  • He has a family.
  • like seriously this is Zen
  • When he finds out her father left you he is S T E A M E D. He wants to hunt him down and give him hell but respects you when you say you just… want that period of your life to be over now. It’s done.
  • He’s here.
  • He does puppet shows for her. He acts for her. He does all the funny voices for the bedtime stories and takes her to amusement parks when she’s old enough.
  • Daddy loves playing dress up with his little princess
  • (When Isuel starts imitating daddy while he’s performing he M E L T S.) 
  • If the media says an goddamn thing about u and your PERFECT DAUGHTER he will cut someone
  • (seriously he has like a million photos of her in his wallet his coworkers are sick of it)


  • She is understandably nervous when she learns you have a kid, and you tell her it won’t affect her relationship with you. You’ve been doing the single mother thing for two years now, you can manage it.
  • She’s not really expecting to get attached, only thinking of your child as something akin to taxes or a loan you’re paying off. She cares about it because it puts a burden on you, and she’ll help put when she can, but there’s no maternal affection there…
  • …Until, both by bit - your daughter, worms her way into Jaehee’s heart.
  • It’s the little things at first. The way she grins when she finishes a puzzle, the way she wiggles and dances to the music Jaehee plays while she’s working… and the way she sits right in front of the television whenever Zen is on screen. it’s just cute.
  • (seriously she touches Zen’s face and Jaehee LOVES IT)
  • Jaehee thought of children much like cats - messy and just… a burden - but watching the way the two of you smile at each other when you’re holding her… she’s just…
  • She’s filled with love - for you, for her, and she can feel that love that she’d forgotten, of a parent who deeply cares for their child.
  • (One day she offers Jaehee a cookie and says ‘mama have cookie!’ and JAEHEE ALMOST STARTS CRYING AHHH)
  • Jaehee learns how to make really killer hot chocolate for her since she’s too young to drink coffee, and the way she wipes the whipped cream mustache off your daughter’s face is just… precious…..

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Drunk Maki

To be honest, I should be studying right now. I have an organic chemistry test after this weekend and about twenty molecules to memorize.

But “super idol Nico-Nii” had to invite me to this party she was hosting, and I couldn’t refuse. N-not that I wanted to go to this party… Yeah, she forced me into this!

I could even remember her pouting face when she asked…

I shook my head to rid myself of that image, then took another sip from the red cup that I was holding. What was in here anyway? For a cold beverage, it sure made my chest feel warm…


“Maki-chan!” The host of the party showed up in that ridiculously cute hairstyle. Seriously, the school should ban those twintails.

Don’t read too much into what I just said…

“Hey, Nico-chan.” The warmth in my chest didn’t go away as I let air out. Am I sick or something? I’ve never heard of symptoms like this…

“Wait… who gave you that cup?” I looked down at the cup of cola in my hand, then took another gulp before speaking. My chest grew warmer.

“Nozomi, I think? It’s a bit hard to remember, to be honest.” Nico frowned and turned away from me, but I was unsure why.  She yelled something to someone, but by that time I was losing my balance.

“W-woah…” What was up with me? It felt good to sway my head back and forth, and even to move around. Somehow I ended up in Nico’s arms. It felt good so I leaned closer.

“You’re such a lousy drunk, Maki-chan.” I put more weight on her as she spoke. The warmth from my chest spread throughout my whole body. “Let’s get you somewhere where you can rest for a bit.”

Within what felt like a second, I was dragged around by Nico and fell onto a bed. I stretched my arms out and touched the sides.

“Ahh…” As I let out some air, the black-haired girl sat next to me and grinned.

“To think Maki-chan would be like this after a sip of some spiked soda…” I rolled over on the small bed. I felt comfortable here. So comfortable that I wanted someone else to join me. And guess who was the closest. “M-Maki-chan?!”

I pulled Nico down so she was next to me on the bed. She was warm. I pulled her in closer. And then…

“Mmph!” Her lips were soft. They felt good… Warm… Wet. Mmm… I could stay like this forever. I think she pulled away first. “W-w-w-what are you d-doing?!”

I suddenly felt like talking. I just wanted to get something off my chest. Something that I had been thinking about for a long time.

“I love you, Nico-chan.” I heard a gasp, then a sigh.

“… You’re drunk, Maki-chan. I’ll get you some water.” When Nico started to get out of bed I pulled on her arm.

“Stay.” I’m not entirely sure what had come over me, but the feeling of her next to me felt good to say the least. I pulled her back and hugged her tightly. “I meant it you know.”

“… You can’t be serious.” I was getting mad at her for some reason. I just wanted to lay next to her and she was taking that away from me…

“I mean it.” Then, in a moment, I pressed my lips against hers again. Before she could pull away, I wrapped my arm around her thin body and brought her closer. “I love you.”

I woke up the next morning with a massive headache and a girl next to me. I sat up too quickly, causing my headache to worsen.

“Ow… What happened?”

That’s when I realized. I was fully naked. As I yelped, I realized another thing.

Nico was naked as well.

I backed up against the wall, and turned away from her. She seemed to be sleeping peacefully, so I decided to get up quietly.

Well, I would have, except the bed I was in squeaked as I sat up.

“Mmm… Maki-chan?” Nico’s eyes opened, revealing those shining rubies of hers. “Good morning, babe.”

She pulled closer to me, fully naked, and kissed me on the lips. Then, she hugged me and drew me closer towards her.

“Good morning, Nico-chan.” She snored lightly after I spoke, making me realize that she was asleep.

I’m not sure what happened last night.

When I hugged Nico back, I had another thought.

But… I don’t think it was a bad thing…