I’ve got another one for you here. Took me a few weeks to complete this. And I’m sorry in advance for the not so good ending and for another Pub going. Please do not think I see Jacob as an alcoholic, this just happened to be another Fanfiction with such an ending.
I still have a few fictions left in my ac:syndicate folder. But you can also give me some ideas, if you feel like it. I wouldn’t mind. All it could take is time due to work and other things coming inbetween.
And yes, I also have NSFW works scattering around, but I’m still not confident enough to get them out when I still have trouble with Fictions like this one. lol
Anyway, thank you so much for following and liking my stories. It may not look enough to others, but for me it means a lot. Enjoy this piece (I really like the first half of this, but the second half is ugh, I dunno, just not right in my eyes). And yes, I know I repeat myself with every story I upload. I just want my Followers to know, that each and everyone is appreciated.
I just received 250 Followers, this is so awesome. You are awesome!
Title: Bad News Summary: Jacob receives bad news about his sister. Characters: Reader, Jacob Frye Relationships: Jacob Frye x Reader Warnings: None Words: 1.678
After 200+ hours of playing Breath of the Wild, I have finished my adventure. Here are my thoughts. (Spoilers)
So, almost two months after its release, I have officially completed The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild and oh boy, do I have a lot to say about this game. I’m a little hesitant to call this a review, I guess, because it’s not organized too well or intent on giving a score or anything silly like that. But considering my love for this series and acknowledging this game as a huge departure from what many have grown used to, its got my head spinning with a whole bunch of thoughts that I just feel like dumping somewhere. This is mostly an art blog, it feels a little weird sticking this here but I honestly don’t know where else I’d put it. I’ll try to organize my brain and keep things as short as possible, but for the most part I’m just gonna jump in.
“Huge Quantity Loss!! Tropical Island: Before and After” by 板垣ハコ [Itagaki Hako] from the Super Dangan Ronpa 2 Comic Anthology, Vol. 3 [here]
Early birthday wishes to Twogami (even though it’s actually real Togami’s birthday, but whatever). Just to kind of cover my bases, I picked the story he’s skinny in because it’s almost like having the real Togami appear, but not really.
PS: 減量 in the title would be better fit as “weight loss” (and is probably a lot less awkward sounding than “quantity loss,” but I dunno, I guess me-from-yesterday thought it would be funny to do a double joke, so I labeled it that way on the files [you know, loss in weight, loss of food? Ha ha ha…I’m sorry I really like jokes]
Dr Jekyll is a doctor of everything, he has all the degrees (and none for Frankenstein)
HE REALLY IS A DOCTOR OF EVERYTHING. i dunno if you’ve seen the new mummy film, but he rattles off all his qualifications in it, and it’s so funny. he just goes ‘i’m a doctor. chemical pathology, neurosurgery. and a fellow of the royal society. i’m also a lawyer. these days, i specialise in immunology.’ he just shoves every single one of his titles in nick’s face and nick’s like ‘wow ok.’
The second drabble is up! It’s Scotland and Spain, and this drabble was really good to me so I may make it into a fanfic
Takes place in an Imperial like setting, and yes some things are a little off historically wise, really just the noble titles– they exist–i just dunno if they were used in the Imperial era, and I don’t really know if there’s an Ambassador for Britain to Spain but I was pressed for time and needed a plot device
I also wrote it for my friend @tangothecookie because we never ended up RPing this ship soooooo
First pic of 2016 ^^! Here I draw my characters yet again. I’ve always wanted to paint something that has a similar setting/mood to Millais’ Ophelia so here is one of probably many attempts (I just really like the water + plants + floating person idea).
For this instance I wanted to try a slightly different process for painting. More textured/scratchy, also an experiment with more subdued colours and trying to get somewhat like… that pearlescent feel you get with oil paintings…? Hm, I dunno. Anyways, it’s been a learning experience.
As for the scene… Actually I don’t really have a good explanation for it and just suddenly really wanted to draw this idea. With the title, I think you can interpret it in different ways. I’ll just leave it at that (・∀・ )
I will be doing a Nerdy Calum Smut if I get about the same amour of likes I got for the Luke and Ashton smut
By the way Nintendorks are people who are obsessed with Nintendo-
There was a boy at your school and Yours and His Dad hated each other, they both went to the same school and you Dad was jealous because the enemy had much higher grades than your Dad and thats where our story begins, your school project with your Dad’s enemies son.
You had recently been paired up for a project for drama class. To be honest you didn’t even like drama you were only taking the class because your friends were too.
It was about 6:24 PM and you remembered the project had to be shown to the whole class this Monday and you were given it a week ago, it was currently Saturday.
You went over to your desk, opened up your laptop, clicked on Skype then rang Michael Clifford, your project partner.
You knew nothing about Michael other than he sat with the nintendork’s at lunchtime at school, you weren’t even complaining that you were paired up with him because you considered yourself an nintendork too.
This face appeared on the screen-
Michaels eyes looked electric blue in the lighting and his hair jet black but you knew his eyes were dark blue and his hair was dark brown.
Michael’s a nerd, a nerd who looked like a badass but when you saw him in class he was quiet and looked interested in everything the teacher’s saying.
“Oh Hi y/n, we really need to start that drama project” Michael chirps
“Yea thats why I skyped you” you point out
“The project was-the project was"
"Sorry I just have to say you look really pretty today” Michael smiled down at his lap
“Oh thanks but seriously we need to start this project” You smile
“The project is to make a scene of Romeo and Juliet but make it our own, so we gotta change it up a bit” Michael says flicking through his many notes
You grab your Marvel note book and write the basic things down such as the title, date and your name
“So where shall we start?” you frown looking down at the almost blank page
“I dunno maybe it should start with me like walking on stage and announcing that my dad won’t let me see you as your Juliet” Michael says biting the lid of his pen
“Right okay write that down” you say pressing your pen to the page
“Then I could enter and be like I need to run away and see Romeo, he said he’s be in the woods… and shit” you laugh
“Oh one minuet I have to do something” Michael said as he opened a drawer in his desk and pulled out a red 3DS
“What you playing?” you quiz
“I-just-you wouldn’t understand” Michael sighs
“I think I would, try me” you smile
“Well I just need to see if my character on Mario Kart 8 has been challenged for a race” Michael explains
“I play Mario Kart 8” you spoke, picking up your blue 3DS and showing him it
“You-but your like pretty and shit” Michael says closing his 3DS and looking at you as you place your back down onto your desk
“You like wanna come over to my place, I think It would be easier to write this play like face to face and bring your 3DS” Michael smiles deviously
“Okay but I don’t think we need 3DS’ to write the play” you giggle
“Bye Y/n” Michael waves ending the call
You grab your 3DS clutching it to your chest, you didn’t pick up your note book as you thought you wouldn’t be doing much writing of the play.
You’d walked past Michael’s house many times before, such as when you were walking to and from school, Michael always walked a few steps ahead of you on the pavement.
“Mum I’m going to my friends house to do homework project!” you shout running out of the house and shutting the door behind you.
You ran down the street to a big house almost covered in vines, you thought Michael’s house looked so classy.
You knocked on Michael’s door and waited for a response, seconds later a woman in her mid thirties (you’d say) answered the door
“Hello?” The woman smiled
“I presume your Mikey’s Mum” you smile
“Yes I am what has he done now?” Michaels Mothers faced changed into a quite serious expression
“Oh no, i’m just here so we can do some homework for drama” you assure
“Oh okay, come in and his room is the first on straight from the stairs” The woman smiled
“Thanks” you chirped nervously stepping into the house and walking quite slowly up the stairs, you knocked on Michael’s door
“Y/n?” Michael’s voice questioned
“Yea?” You say
“Come in, I didn’t actually think you’d come over” Michael says almost seeming excited
“Why wouldn’t I come over here?” you asked confused, putting your 3DS down on a table near the door
“Because I’m a nerd” Michael says
“So?” You smile
“Doesn’t matter” Michael sighs
“So like wanna do something fun?” Michael says slowly walking towards you
“Whatever” you smirk
Michael pins you against his bedroom door, his lips attacking your neck
“Michael, what are you doing” you moan
“You know, how f***ing long I’ve been waiting to do this?” Michael groaned, grinding his crotch against yours
“Michael, your cute and everything but-”
“F***ing scream my name, y/n"
“F***ing hell y/n, your so f***ing pretty and shit” Michael moaned nipping at your collarbone
“Michael, I love you, you Nintendork” You giggle, bringing his lips up to yours and kissing him softly
“Y/n, you have no idea what I try and do to get your attention” Michael smiles kissing you again and slipping his tongue into your mouth, Michael quickly becoming the dominant one
“Mikey” you whisper against Michaels soft lips
Michael shoves his hands in the back pockets of your denim shorts, turning you around and walking back towards the bed
“I came here to study not make out with you, Michael Clifford” you smile, playfully pushing him, his hands still in your back pockets
“No escaping from me princess” Michael laughed, pushing you down onto the bed and crawling over you
“Michael, get your shirt of now” you demand
“You are in no position to be dominant right now” Michael smirked leaning down kissing your lips
“Off!” you almost shout
“Okay okay, we don’t want my Mum to hear” Michael said as he pulled his shirt over his head
“Mikey, your so f***ing muscly” you smile, tracing over Michaels chest, Michael tugged at your shirt and pulled it over your head
(That’s what made you remember, you weren’t wearing a bra)
“No bra, all for me?” Michael says deviously
“Mikey” you moan
“I’m gonna f**k you so hard, you won’t be able to walk for a month” Michael whispered, making the hairs stand up on your neck
Michael slowly removed your underwear, then being quickly followed by Michael throwing his underwear across the room.
Michael entered you rather fast, much faster than you expected, Michael’s hair was already plastered to his forehead, both of your moans filling the room making everything so much hotter. Michaels thrust started to get sloppier as he peppered small kisses to your collar bone
“M-M-Mikey” you mumbled, burying your head in his shoulder
“I’m close babe” Michael whispered
Your head flew back and hit the pillow after Michael’s words left his mouth
“I’m not the only one then” Michael smirked
“Michael” you near enough shouted
“Shut up, do you want my Mum to kill me” Michael hushed
“Sorry”“ you whisper
"Let it go y/n” As Michael said that your eyelids dropped over your eyes, all you could see was stars, all you could hear was heavy breathing
“Oh my f***ing god” Michael breaths as he tumbled down next to you
“That was just” You were left speechless
“Perfect” Michael whispered
“Well looks like we’re gonna fail drama” you laugh
“Who cares” Michael shrugged, pressing a kiss to your forehead
“So are you into nerds?” Michael quizzed
“No, i’m just into the nerd who’s lying next to me” you smile
“So like are we a thing now?” Michael spoke into your hair
Summary: I just wanted to try writing for Sherlock for once. I dunno. Anyways Sherlock is infatuated with the reader, and because she has social anxiety she doesn’t really show that she likes him back and it drives him bananas.
Warnings: The reader has social anxiety, that’s it I think?
Yeah, It was in Seattle preseason, the first preseason he had and we were all naked and were meeting one of his coaches as well. And we were showering, I was a bit nervous, new manager, I wanna get out of here, finish this off quickly. I mean he just turned to me and said: “You are the best player in the world.” I was like “Really?”. I mean obviously I wasn’t at the time and he said: “You are, all you need to do is win titles and go to that next level before people appreciate that you are that.” I dunno if it was a bit of kidology, I know that he respected me looking back at that time, because it was fantastic man management because at a moment when you’re at your most sensitive, he gave me a real boost. And it sticks in my mind because you know no one had ever said that to me before and whether it was kidology or not I don’t care because it meant a lot to me and I’ll never forget that. - Frank Lampard
The only reason Chris takes an Uber that day is because it’s pouring down rain and his meeting ended early and he doesn’t want to wait to call his car or a cab to come pick him up. Sometimes he really hates not driving himself around.
So the wonderful, wise, and beautiful sunrise43 tagged me in a post and I can’t figure out how it works but here are the answers!!!!!!!!
Name: Besides Firefly? My name’s Hunter.
Nicknames: Violet, Firefly, Greer, and Mags(or so I wish)
Birthday: September 11, 1998
Sexual Orientation: I’m 98% sure I’m asexual, and if not, demisexual.
Height: Around 5'5’’
Favorite Color: I prefer darker colors- deep reds, purples, blues.
Time and date: As I type this, it is 8:13 on Sunday, January 18. When I post this, it will not be that time.
Average hours of sleep: around 6-7. 8-9 if I’m lucky. 12 if I take sleeping pills.
Lucky number(s): 7, 13, 21
Last thing I googled: (x^2)((x-1)^3)(x+2)
One Place That Makes Me Happy: I dunno. As much as I hate school, I really do enjoy certain areas of the building. I love being in the band hall/room, or going to old teachers classrooms. I love going to our most infamous Gov teacher’s room for knowledge bowl(though I’m horrendous at trivia) or our garage that functions as a theatre. That’s about it though.
How many blankets I sleep under: around 2-4
Favorite fictional character: There’s too many. Richard C. Gansey, Ezekiel Jones, Cassandra Cilian, about 98% of my ocs, Percy Jackson, Ralph from Scorpion. Yeah.
Favorite TV show: The Librarians
Favorite beverages: As odd as it is, I love super strong tea. As in, steeped for 2-3 hours, not minutes. I also love smoothies and juice and hot coca and coffee but lastly I love water.
Favorite food: Seafood. But also Sloppy joes.
Last movie I saw at the cinema: I think it was Big Hero 6.
Dream Holiday: I’d love to go back on another guided tour of England. The small towns were my fave, but London was fun too. I dunno, England was enchanting to me simply because I was nothing but a visitor.
Dream wedding: I’m a 16 year old white girl and I literally have not given my wedding a first thought, let alone a second one jesus. I suppose I want a small wedding- friends and families only, not exceeding 250-ish. Maybe in a church, maybe not, depends on what my partner wants. A lot of this would actually depend on my partner. I don’t want to make any huge decisions without them. I think it’d be cool if, instead of getting wedding gifts, we ask everyone to bring donations for local animal and homeless shelters(no kill and homeless shelters that do not discriminate based on gender, sexual orientation, etc.) Past that… I dunno. I don’t want a white dress. I’d prefer something darker. But if I have to wear white/gray, I’d love for it to be short-like at the knees- with a lace train of a sparkly blue and white lace sleeves. Look, I know it seems like I’ve given this a bunch of thought, but I’m honestly making this up as I go. Flowers…? Food…? Idk man, the pretty smelly kind and the edible kind. I dunno, I’d like to have the flowers that my mom grows. Food could be some old with new- classic southern food with also nicely prepared seafood. I want my wedding to be personal, I suppose. Not this formal affair. I get it, we’re going from the title of “just dating” to “just married” but all that I really want to change is the legality of living together, not my bank account, ya feel? Bouquet by my mom, cooking by my grandmother(if she’s still alive), possibly the dress by her too. I dunno, man.
Dream job: I’d love to be a writer, obviously, but more realistically, I’d like to be a therapist/asl interpreter. I think not many therapists know how to treat deaf people, or people who can’t talk in general. I think that’d be a valuable resource for them. I dunno. I’d also like to give tours of our city- in asl of course. Yeah.
I want to tag all of you! But just in case, I’ll tag 10 people to actually do it so here goes.
alicexzburdgeelisebravegodalerthaileybookkyizzydoodledumpkarukaraluvpie1997ninasboredofmiceandackleshowelldixon Feel free to answer these(Or don’t) and tag me in it! i want to know all about you guys. Okay that sounds creepy but yeah.
The link isnt working for me, i tried it before it doesnt work, i dunno why i cant see the titles of anything on there, like its just a blank space all of it, i really sorry :( i tried it soo many times i still cant see the titles coming up on the complete list. Can you plleeeease post it all on your tumblr if youre free? Thank you really sorry x
No worries, my lovely! I’m sorry it’s not working for you! That’s a little strange! The list is under the ‘Read More’ for you. xx.
YA KNOW IT'S NOT EVEN LIKE I WANT TO SEE DEAN CHOKING ON CAS' DICK IN CANON, JUST A CONFIRMED, NOT ONLY SUBTEXT, CANON QUEER RELATIONSHIP WITH ANOTHER GUY, NOT NECESSARILY WITH CASTIEL FOR FUCKS SAKE JUST LET ME SEE DEAN GETTING ALL AWKWARD AND EMBARRASED AND SAM'S 'I KNEW IT' SMIRK WHEN THEY CROSS WAYS WITH DEAN'S OLD LOVER UGHHHHHHHH YOU FEEL ME RIGHT
AND ALSO THE AARON EPISODE AND AARON’S CHARACTER ARE A MASTERPIECE FULL OF POTENTIAL THAT’S COMPLETELY GONE TO WASTE - TO QUOTE SPN WRITERS: ”AYY LMAO”
AND YEAH, ALTOUGH IM ‘GO DESTIEL’ I SHIP DAARON REALLY HARD, AND IN ORDER FOR DEAN TO BECOME CANONICALLY BI, HE NEEDS TO GET THERE GRADUALLY, LIKE HE CAN’T JUST JUMP INTO CAS’ ARMS. AND THE SHOW WAS DOING THOSE LITTLE STEPS, AT LEAST THATS HWHAT IT SEEMED LIKE AND THEN IT WAS ALL CUT OFF OR SOMETHING, DUNNO WHAT HAPPENED. FEELS LIKE AN ABANDONED PLOT I A M S O A N G R Y GOD IVE BEEN CALM FOR SUCH A LONG TIME AND THEN I SAW A DAARON FANART AAAAND HERE WE GO AGAIN FCUKK
“i’ve been calm for such a long time” hahahah hahahaah that should really be the title of this blog because i feel this VISCERALLY
1) the aaron episode was a group hallucination tbh 2) i can remember season 8 like it was YESTERDAY and lemme tell you people (me. I MEAN ME) were 100% convinced that It Was Happening. we thought bisexual dean winchester was gonna be real. i read 1000+ words of meta on how unbelievably canon it was going to become. i will NEVER TRUST TELEVISION AGAIN