I'd love to see baby Sans and Papyrus in your style, if you're interested in this request. I imagine they'd be very cute! :) Thanks for your consideration!
*tosses a heap of baby bones art in the general direction of tumblr and runs away*
@ladykazoo, you have allowed me to fulfill one of my dreams. I love art of baby bones Sans and Papyrus and when I saw your ask I got VERY excited. …aaaand proceeded to go a little bit overboard, but I was having so much fun that I didn’t want to stop.
Special mention to @stuffedart, because their baby bones art is my very favorite of all baby bones art, and I took some inspiration from their work when I did this.
@ladykazoo, thank you VERY much for this request!✨
I have no idea what is 'my immortal'? Wasthat really good or shitty? Could you please explain a little?
Yes, of course I can explain!
My immortal was a fanfic based very loosely on Harry Potter and was about vampires. Something like that. It was published in 2006 and since was very known for its bad spelling, grammar, and the general story. The opening paragraph itself became a meme (hi. My name is Ebony Dark'ness Dementia- you get the idea) it really became well known and basically everyone made fun of it. there were also conspiracy theories for years trying to guess who the author is, and probably most importantly: was the fic real, written seriously by a teenager in their goth phase, or a troll fic?
Well the reason it got brought up again in the last days was a message the author had left on fanfiction.press, talking about being hacked on her main account on ff.net, thanking the readers for keeping my immortal alive etc. she also mentioned she had a tumblr and wrote at the end “undyne is my wife” and I really wonder if the people who found her eventually just went through every fan blog for undyne.
Anyway, people found her, which was creepy as fuck, but apparently: she’s a writer now. She wrote like ten whole books and published them all. She’s an adult. She’s a lesbian. she’s Native American and a very loud advocate for them.
Her name is Rose Christo, and the reason my immortal is suddenly relevant again is because people found the true author of it and turns out she’s a pretty great person. I think it mainly shows we can all get better, we can all reach this place of success even if we wrote embarrassingly bad fanfiction when we were young.
Hey, I'm new to the fandom, and I'm having a really hard time keeping track of the batfamily. You wouldn't be able to have a reference or be able to make one that lists who they all are and the order in which they came in, or something? I don't know if this made any sense, but thank you!
Let me be the first to welcome you to
the Batfandom, I hope you enjoy your stay. : )
There are a bunch of great references
floating around on here, and I’m open to anyone linking them if you guys have
them at the ready.
I’ve only been in the Batfandom for
around a year so I’ve got some holes in my knowledge, but I’ll do my best to
give you an overview. If anyone would like to add to this or correct me on a
detail please feel free to.
Because this is sooooo long I’m going to put it beneath the cut.
“If I could, I would kiss all of your scars away.”
“Don’t say things you don’t mean, Tucker.” Kenny says quietly, his voice flat. He keeps his gaze trained on the wall, too exhausted to even turn around to face the raven behind him. Why the hell is he here tonight? It’s been a pretty shitty night. When he got home from school, he found out his brother got arrested and they’re holding him up in Barrie; they won’t even be able to make bail for him in a month, which is after the trial and sentencing anyway. Then his mom had a breakdown, and he spent the whole afternoon trying to calm her down and keep her out of sight from Karen, who decided to go to a friends house anyway. Then his dad came home drunk and flipped out over the littlest thing- Kenny forgot to do the dishes after dinner or something stupid. Not only did he break all the good plates left in the house, but he decided to beat the shit out of Kenny, too. Then he threw him into the front yard by his hair, tossed his shoes out behind him before slamming and locking the door.
Not that Craig knows any of this. Kenny’s never been very good at talking about his life at home, which is exactly how he fucking likes it. No one needs to know his personal life; if they did, they’d go running for the hills. Kenny just showed up at Craig’s door, bloody and shivering and asking to stay the night, and Craig let him in. He’s been going to Craig more and more lately. Kenny thinks he puts up with him because he gets it. He never questions anything, and he lets Kenny fool around with him, so that’s a plus. The raven has never said anything like this to him before. Not unless they were drunk or high, at least. And the worst part is, Kenny wants to hear things like that from him. He wants something with Craig, but he’s too scared to speak up. Kenny is known for fucking things up- just look at his past meaningful relationships; Bebe can’t even be in the same room as him, and Kyle can barely stand to look at him. He doesn’t want Craig to be some old story.
“I’ve got a lot of scars. You’d be doing a lot of kissing.”
Note(s): This took me SOOO long to put up. I was inspired by a wedding, and refused to write anything else until I got this done, but life has been overwhelmingly busy. But i finally finished and let me tell you I did research into these “how to” guides and just felt myself cringing at them LOL.
Step 1: Admit Your Feelings
One too many drinks.
That’s what got them into this situation.
One too many drinks and a lively party celebrating Hau’s promotion to Kahuna.
And it wasn’t the promotion that brought everyone to the festivities. It was the overly eager Champion who declared that the long awaited announcement needed a party. A party, to regular lively Alola standards, needed to be taken a notch higher specifically for Hau.
A notch so high that everyone would have the time of their lives.
And this was true, cause not even Gladion was an exception.
This exception, however, could handle his liquor better than the party planner herself. “To make sure she doesn’t die I’ll babysit her” he told Lillie before he took her outside to get some fresh air. She was the only other one to notice the Champion clumsily, yet happily, parading the party.
You were being yelled at by Shiro when it slipped out of your mouth. You had done a risky move in the middle of battle and was nearly killed you but it save thousand of lives. Now back in the Castle you where dealing with the aftermath of your save.
“You could have been kill!” Shiro snapped.
"I’ve never minded the thought of death, I wished for it sometimes. I still have those thoughts now but I can’t bear to leave you alone, I love you too much for that"
It took a moment for him to understand what you just say.
“You heard me Shiro.” you said as you walked up and kiss him on the cheek “I sometimes wish for death but I love you to much to hurt you like that.”
“I . . I love you too, Y/N.” Shiro said pulling you in a hug “and I can’t stand the thought of losing you.”
“I know Shiro.” you whispered “I know.”
Keith was being his normal reckless self in the heat of battle. You where fuming and pulled him a side when the battle ended.
“Keith Kogane!” you yelled “You could have been kill!”
“Yes, I could have been but I go the job done.” he snapped “I don’t see why you care so much. It not like you have to think about death when you are safe in a castle away from everyone and everything that wants to kill us.”
"I’ve never minded the thought of death, I wished for it sometimes. I still have those thoughts now but I can’t bear to leave you alone, I love you too much for that”
You snapped at him and turned away with tears in your face “But I guess you don’t love me enough to think about that.”
“Y/N!” Keith said “I …I …don’t know about that …I sorry. I should never said that or thought that about you. You are the smartest, kinds person I know, and I shouldn’t have reckless endanger myself when there was a-”
You turned around and kissed him on the lips to stop him from bladding anymore. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled up close, and kissed up with passion and care. Soon you broke to kiss and pushed your forehead to his.
“I love you, Kieth.” you whispered “Even if you are an idiot.”
You had been stabbed in the stomach in the middle of battle and didn’t tell Lance knowing that he want to see the cut and that would show all you old self harm scars. You where now in the Blue Lion on the way back to the Castle with Lance Keith and Pidge. Kieth and Lance where arguing like normal and Pidge was going annoyed with it.
“Will you two stop it!”
“Kieth is backseat Lion driving!” Lance said “Isn’t he, Y/N?”
“Hmm.” you said trying not to say anything know it would give away that you where in pain.
“Y/N?” Keith said “You don’t look good.”
“You where about to argue with him when you lost consciousness.
When you woke up you where in a Healing Pod and standing there was a very worried looking Lance.
He said nothing.
“Lance?” you said stepping out of the Pod “What is it?”
“When where you going to tell me that you had done self harm?”
“Or maybe that you where dying in the back of my lion? My Lion, Y/N! With my driving it!” Lance said his tone changing from worried to mad.After a moment of silent Lance said,
“You could have died!”
His had so much pain in his face you felt so guilty for not telling him sooner.
“I’ve never minded the thought of death, I wished for it sometimes. I still have those thoughts now but I can’t bear to leave you alone, I love you too much for that” You said talking a step to towards him “I didn’t tell you I used to self harm because I move on since we started to date. Heck! I think I stopped when we first met. You showed me that I am more important and that I shouldn’t have do that.”
You touched his face and brushed away a tear.“
You showed me what it is like to be loved.”
He lend down and kissed you. He kissed with a passion and love he had always showed you and with the worry he had felt over the last few hours with you in the Healing Pod.
“I care so much about you, Y/N.” he said after he pulled away “Please don’t do anything like that again.”
On a rescue mission with Pidge you had gotten shot to protect a group of young alien kids. You didn’t tell you best friend because you knew that there was work to be done and you injury could wait.
You start to feel sick on the away back to the Castle, and once you got to the Castle you vision started to blur and you can’t walk. The last thing you saw before backing out was Hunk’s worried face.
You woke hours later to find yourself alone in the medical bay. You felt sad, no one was wait for you but then you saw the time and understood. It was 2:35 a.m. in earth time, everyone was asleep. You where super hungry and wander to the kitchen. Where you found you boyfriend wide wake making cookie.
Your favorite cookies.
“Hunk, shouldn’t you be in bed?” You asked
“Well yes but I couldn’t sleep because you where in the healing pod and I wanted to be there when you woke up to give you your favorite cookies and–” he said and then he stopped and looked at you “OH MY GOODNESS YOUR AWAKE!”
He drop the pan of cookies and ran to you and wrapped you in a bear hug.
“OHMYGOSHOHMYGOSHOHMYGOSH!” he said over and over again, which made you laugh.
“What why am I hugging you! I should be mad at you you can have die! Do you know that? YOU COULD HAVE DIE! Then you would have left me here alone with Lance and Kieth.” Hunk said in a really fast breath “But that doesn’t matter now, you are okay and not dead. By the way, why did you do that? You could have die!”
“I’ve never minded the thought of death, I wished for it sometimes. I still have those thoughts now but I can’t bear to leave you alone, I love you too much for that”
you said shrugging your shoulders.
Hunk then pulled you into a kiss, with was surprising and it caught you off guard, but that didn’t stop you from melting into it.
“I love you too.” he said pulling away from the kiss.
“Do you love me enough to let me like the blow?”
“As long as you share.”
You and Pidge where in her Lab when something when very wrong.
“That shouldn’t be smoking.”
“What are yo-”
You pulled her close and covered her body as the piece of tech she was working one blow up. Now you where in the Medical Bay with a silent Pidge as Hunk was stitch up your back.
“Hunk can I have a minute with Pidge” you said as you pulled your shirt back on. The big Teddy Bear nodded and left you with your girlfriend.
“Pidge,” you said taking her hand “Say something.”
“You could have die and it would have been my fault.”
“I’ve never minded the thought of death, I wished for it sometimes. I still have those thoughts now but I can’t bear to leave you alone, I love you too much for that" you said brushing the tear off her face “But that doesn’t mean I will let you die when I can save you.”
She looked at you and she had tears running down her face. You kissed her forehead and pulled her into a hug.“I love you Pidge.”
“I love you, too, Y/N” Pidge said into you chest “But please don’t do that again.
You had me so scared.”
You were the princess’s guard before you where your her specific other. You offend said or did things that annoyed her because of that. She was currently mad at you about the whole invaders thing.
A group of highly skill marks men go into the Castle and nearly took out her and the paladins, if it wasn’t for your quick thinking and Coran’s tech skills there wouldn’t be any paladins of Voltron.
But at a price.
Your Princess wasn’t talking to you, and it seem as if she was actively ignoring you. It was a few days after the Invaders and you found her in the Control Room by herself.
“Your Highness-” you started apologize but she bear hugged you and which made you stop talking. You then returned the hug as the two of you stood in silent.
“You could have die.” she whispered into your chest “And I couldn’t handle it.”
She was shaking and you pulled away from the hug to see that she was crying.
“I have lost to much of my family to lost you, too.” Allura said “Why do you keep throwing your life in danger!”
“I’ve never minded the thought of death, I wished for it sometimes. I still have those thoughts now but I can’t bear to leave you alone, I love you too much for that" you said brushing the tears out of her face “but it my job to keep you save, Love. Even if that means putting my life in danger.”
“Well I’m the princess.” She said in a commanding tone “I say you can’t do that anymore.”
You laughed and kissed her forehead.
“Nice try, Love.” you said with a smile “But this one time I can’t listen to you.”
Iruka with a pregnant S/O? Like finding out, during and having the baby and how he is?
Woooo, maybe I went a little overboard with these. I just got really excited writing them because I am a labor and delivery nurse and this is my area of expertise. ~Admin Axel
Iruka Umino With a Pregnant S/O Headcanons
• When Iruka’s s/o first tells him that they are expecting, Iruka shifts rapidly between being ecstatic and being jittery with nerves. One minute he’s swinging her around and kissing her fiercely, and the next his hands are fisted in his own hair and he looks terrified. It’s almost comical to watch him go through every emotion in the book in the space of a few minutes. If he and his s/o weren’t married, he would resolutely insist that they be married as soon as possible.
• Poor Iruka had no idea about the sometimes violent mood swings that come with pregnancy. The first time he forgot to vacuum the floor like she asked him to do a hundred times, he saw her lift the vacuum cleaner with one hand and hurl it across the living room at him, then promptly burst into tears when the tank came loose and spilled its contents on the floor. Since that day, he always does what she asks him the first time and he tries to avoid her ire by being as helpful as possible.
• He’s way too excited to wait to find out the gender of his baby. As soon as his s/o is far enough along to correctly tell the gender, he’d be pleading with his s/o to make an appointment and tell him that date so he can find a substitute for his class at the academy for that day. He then pestered Genma into taking over so he knew for sure he wouldn’t miss the appointment.
• As soon as he found out the gender, he’d start buying things the baby needs. Every day, he comes home with clothes, blankets, toys, bottles, or diapers because he stops by the store on the way home and can’t seem to resist buying things for his baby. The parents of Iruka’s students also heard about his impending fatherhood, and they send baby gifts to school with their children to give to Iruka. Within a month, he and his s/o had run out of room in the baby’s room to store all of the baby stuff.
• As the due date approaches, he gets more and more excited while his s/o starts getting nervous. It can be a little irritating when he won’t stop talking about the Big Day and all his s/o wants to do is not think about it for an hour to calm her frazzled nerves. On the other hand his excitement can be contagious, and it really is fun to guess whose features baby will inherit.
• In the last leg of his s/o’s pregnancy, he meticulously packs a hospital bag for his s/o, himself and their baby with everything they could possibly need for their brief hospital stay after the birth. Not that it matters, because when his s/o goes into labor he flies into a panic and forgets every single one of them in his rush to get her to the hospital so she can safely deliver their child.
• Iruka is a champ when it comes to helping his s/o through labor. He sits behind her in the hospital bed when her contractions get painful and firmly presses into the small of her back to alleviate some of the pressure building there. He also brings her water to sip on when her mouth starts getting dry, and never utters a single complaint when she grips his hand too tightly. Instead, he focuses on encouraging her and helping her focus on breathing through the worst of her contractions.
• When it’s showtime and baby is ready to come out, Iruka takes an active role in helping his s/o. He holds her leg and pushes it to her chest so she can bear down and in spite of all the blood and fluids, he doesn’t look away from the second the baby starts crowning. He told himself that he wouldn’t, but he couldn’t stop himself from tearing up right alongside his s/o when he hears their baby cry for the first time. When the nurses hand the baby over to his s/o, he kisses both mom and baby and tells them how much he loves them and how proud he is of his new little family.
I know I only
just got into this fandom, but yeah I might have gone a little overboard with
my research on Eliot’s glasses because I have a Thing for them
I think, yes he needs them - he wore them outside of cons in season 1 a couple
times (definitely in The Nigerian Job and The Two-Horse Job), then there’s the “New glasses” comment in The Jailhouse Job, and I think one of the
creators answered some questions from the fans at some point and said that,
while Christian apparently doesn’t need glasses, Eliot does.
(possibly the same creator, possibly another one - I’d have to look for it
again and I don’t know all their names yet) said that, while they pretty much treated them like reading glasses, if
they had to pick they’d say Eliot is probably a bit near-sighted.
think I need to correct myself here - I went A LOT overboard with my
“Happy birthday baby!” You jumped into his arms in a fit of laughter as you chirped out of happiness.
He chuckled lowly, somewhat tired from his schedule today but coming home to you was his favourite part of the day. Vernon hugged you gently while you held onto him tightly even though he was bit a sweaty from dancing most of the day.
“Happy birthday to you too babe.” Vernon gave you a kiss, smile in the middle of it.
The two of you shared the same birthday which was one of the first things that you both talked about and kind of bonded over when the two of you first met.
It’s been two years since and you both have had a great relationship together. Whenever it came to occasions, you totally freaked out over what to get Vernon, how to celebrate the occasion with him and make the day feel special and so on. Vernon could always tell how much you over thank everything. He found it adorable how much effort and though you put into making him feel special. Vernon would always tell you that you would need to calm down and he’d comfort you.
This is a sort of prequel to this but they also both work alone.
only just entered the front door and she was already impressed. She’d
been at the Agreste mansion a few times now as both herself and
Ladybug but seeing decked out for Christmas like this was
boasted two enormous Christmas trees, one either side of the
staircase and she and Alya marvelled at them as they twinkled with
lights and glittering decorations.
They were led to
Adrien’s room by Nathalie who gave them a stern warning not to bring
anything alcoholic inside, not that they had planned to anyway. She
took their coats as they reached the door and left them to go in
themselves when they were ready.
girl,” Alya told her before pushing open the door and dragging the
dark haired girl through with her.
appeared that most of the class was already enjoying the party. The
music was turned up very loud and Alix and Kim appeared to have a
small following in the area that seemed to be designated the
dance-floor. And then there was a mountain of food waiting to be
And amongst it
all was Adrien. Sweet, perfect, Adrien. Who was dressed in smart
black jeans, a green dress shirt and even real shoes instead of his
usual sneakers. Marinette gulped audibly at the sight of him. Thank
goodness no one was nearby to hear other than Alya.
Her best friend
quickly abandoned her with a wink, in favour of grabbing Nino from
his spot next to his best friend and pulling him away to
dance. Which clearly left an opening for Marinette to talk to Adrien
since they were both alone now while everyone else was preoccupied.
She took a deep
steadying breath before forcing her feet into action and moving
towards where the love of her life was standing beneath the
third-biggest, most beautiful Christmas tree she had ever seen
up at her as she approached, his face breaking into a wide grin, but
for once in her life Marinette was not studying everything he did and
missed the joy on his face when he noticed her. He followed her gaze
up the height of the tree and to the floor above where another, much
smaller tree sat by his bookshelves.
slightly as he came to his own conclusions about Marinette’s quiet
thought process. His grin turned sheepish as she dropped her head to
look at him properly for the first time since she had noticed the
“Yes, I have
four trees. Don’t…judge me?” he said, his voice lilting upwards
at the end in a question.
w-wasn’t judging you,” she said suddenly, “But…why do
you have four?”
always have one in the hall and I usually have a small one in here,”
he told her, “ but when I got him to agree to a party, he went a
little overboard and got another two.”
He watched as
Marinette frowned. “He doesn’t strike me as the type to feel the
need to impress a bunch of teenagers.”
“He’s not. I
think it might be some kind of subtle signal. To say he thinks we’re
better than everyone else.” He looked sadly out at the party goers
as if worried they’d think he was a show-off before shrugging his
Marinette started off shakily, “everyone here knows that’s not what
you think. You’re too nice for that.”
He looked at her
softly and Marinette felt the heat rise inn her cheeks but refused to
break eye contact with the gorgeous boy in front of her, despite how
her knees were turning to jelly under his gaze.
If either of
them had looked away from the other, they might have noticed
the small black creature suddenly floating above them as it arranged
something on the tree branch above their heads, before disappearing
carefully into the front pocket of Adrien’s dress shirt.
Adrien asked and she nodded to acknowledge that she had heard him.
you…um…did you want to dance?” he asked her quietly, a small
blush beginning to creep across his face to match her own.
widened for a moment before she smiled widely and nodded. Just as
they were about to join their friends a loud voice shouted towards
♦ BATTLE QUOTES Battle Themes : Normal Battle - El Fuerte Decisive Battle - Battle Against A True Hero Battle intro : “Finally, a real fight! I’m not holding back, okay?” Victory : “Now that was fun! Feel like another?” Defeat : “Still too reckless… I’ve got your number next time.” Taunt : “You’re taking it easy on me, aren’t you?” Reacting to Taunt : “I’ll wipe that smirk off your face!” Tie : “What?! C’mon, one more round!” Perfect Victory : “Didn’t even break a sweat!” Final Finisher : “Maybe I went a little overboard…”
♦ TAG QUOTES
Assist : “Got ‘em right were I want ‘em!” Your muse down during Assist : “Oof! Falling back for now!” Using item : “Let’s even the odds!” Healing/Buffing : “About to give it my all!” Tag Team Special : “Now! Just like we planned!”
I got my test on trig identities back today and I am satisfied with the 93! I was actually in mourning on the day of the test, and my teacher suggested maybe taking the math test would get my mind off of it. I guess it did. my boyfriend got me these mildliners and I might have went a little overboard but it’s fine, I’m happy
Can you do one where the reader bakes all the time and leaves Miles treats on his desk and now its Christmas and she went a little crazy with baking. Thanks, youre the best ❤
Word Count: 1,372
“This is a little overkill don’t you think?” your best friend laughed looking at all cookies had cooling on the cookie racks while another pan baked in the oven.
“Bethany asked if I could make enough for the company Christmas party. You know there are over two hundred and sixty employees at the company now. And sure some won’t come, some won’t eat cookies but some will eat several and some hopefully if these are good enough will try to sneak them home in their pockets and bags,” you replied as it were the most simple thing in the world.
“I get that,” she rolled her eyes as she iced one of your gingerbread men. “But tell me is that RWBY batch you personally iced going in the company party pile or how about that tin label Miles.”
You shot her a glare, “It’s not a crime to give your friends cookies.”
Mary “all my blacks are different shades and i love leopard print” Vanderwood III
i love them ok
(i finally got a white gel pen and i went a little overboard with the highlights out of excitement oopsie)