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Things I Have Been Reading ...(Feb)

This really has been a labour of love because I have tried to post it twice only to have my laptop crash and have to start again!!!  

As I have been off work for the past few weeks I have had the pleasure of reading a butt load of fic (I believe that is the technical term).  I have also had some AMAZING recommendations sent over to me and please do keep them coming, feel free to tag me or send a link or send it to me by telepathy (although maybe not the last one because my telepathy skills are a little off atm).  It was quite tricky to narrow down this months list but here are some of my favourite things that I have been reading in February 2017.

P.S. If you make your way through all this and still want something to read then check out @lucifersagents who has been writing the most amazing drabbles and I love each and every one of them!

Supernatural:

A huge thank you for all the SPN recs I’ve got this month! I have found some amazing writers who I hadn’t come across before so please keep them coming or there is a good chance this list will just be Gabe filth.

Pull them Harder@wayward-mirage gifts us all with this amazing Gabriel filth.  As a Gabe girl I have to say this fic gave me several ideas which I will probably never actually get round to writing.

Bringing Tidings Of Joy@bkwrm523 has written this fantastic little series and I urge all Gabe girls to pay special attention to part 2 before going having a cold shower.

While You Were Gone @luci-in-trenchcoats has killed me this this fic.  I haven’t got the words to describe how amazingly sweet and adorable this is a fantastic insight into Dean that warmed my heart.

You - @eyes-of-a-disney-princess is a writer who has recently come to my attention and from what I have read so far I expect great things.  This bit of Dean smut is fantastic and please feel free to make your way through her masterlist!

Off Limits –   @dancingalone21  I cannot begin to tell you how much I adore this fic, it is super cute and the relationship between Sam and Dean is brilliant.

Winchesters Don’t Giggle –  @rizlowwritessortof I read this a while back and it made me smile like an idiot.  I do love the softer side of Dean.

Research –  @nichelle-my-belle Here is another writer I have only just found but after making my way through her masterlist is definitely on my favourites list! This Sam smut is amazing and you should go follow her and read all the stuff!

Unexpected@percywinchester27 After reading this I want to have Sams babies. Lovely and fluffy and it makes me feel warm and fuzzy.

Marvel:

So as you can see this list is quite Steve/Bucky heavy so if you come across ANY other marvel fics that you think I should read PLEASE let me know. I love Steve and Buck but I’m a sucker for the underappreciated characters.

Not Over You@amarvelouswritings This series is killing me a little but in a totally good way.  

Try Again@promarvelfangirl A fine example of the breaking up and getting back together genre beautifully written and I may have had a stupid grin on my face quite a bit when reading this one.

Dirty Minded Cap – Steve - @fvckingsteverogers As a Steve/Chris girl I have no idea how I have not found this blog sooner but here is another masterlist I will be pouring over.  This Steve smut made me all tingly in my lady parts and I think I’ve found another favourite blog!

Homesick @thorne93 I have been reading this series from the very first part and as always my girl here has schooled me in the art of writing.  The fabulousness of series like this is why I don’t really write series because the bar is set really high x

What This Was@amarvelouswritings  THIS SERIES IS AWESOME AND I CAN’T WAIT FOR MORE AND I WANT TO BE ON HER FOREVER TAG LIST BECAUSE EVERYTHING I HAVE READ OF HERS IS AMAZING!  Sorry, fangirling a little there but in all seriousness, you should go follow her.

Screwed - @just-call-me-mrs-captain  It is entirely possible that I binge read this entire series and squealed several times.  Bucky is so brilliantly written here, go read it now!

Hallelujah –  @bovaria brings you a bit of Bucky angst for you all.  You may want to get a box of tissues handy before you start this one, you have been warned.

I think she likes you@emilyevanston I am feeling the whole coffeeshop AU thing right now and as someone who adores nerdy Nat this fic is super sweet.  The interactions between Bucky and Clint are brilliant and I pretty much had a grin on my face all the way through reading this one.

Exs and Ohs –  @civilwarkilledme I feel there should be more T’Challa, especially if this is what is created!  

Star Trek:

I’m a little light on Trek fics (possibly because I’ve been drowning in the Steve/Bucky trash) so send me your recs and hopefully they will make my list!!!

Carnival Fun@atari-writes creates a lovely version of the gorgeous doctor in this fic and I absolutely loved it.  

Stop Apologizing@kaitymccoy123 a super sweet bit of Bones here.  It’s all fluffy and awkward and really cute.

More Than You Know and The One by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord are two amazing bits of the lovely Captain. A beautiful little fic and an wonderful series that are well worth a read but then again she is one of my favourite writers and I would put everything she writes on this list if I thought I could get away with it.

Other Fandoms and Fics:

Love and Spiders@little-red-83.  So I fully admit I’m a Fili girl and this adorable little fic crossed my path a while back and I thought it was super cute and super sweet and as someone who is terrified of spiders this would be something I would do. Plus @little-red-83 is my tumblr twin so go check out her work.

Sleepy –  @chrisevans-imagines I am a total sucker for a daddy Chris Evans fic right now and this one is super cute.

Treat You Better  - @dont-hate-relate-pls has written this beautiful almost heartbreaking little fic about the lovely Rob Benedict and she writes him so well I can hear his voice in my head as I read it.

Let Me Show You @wayward-mirage is a writing genius who I adore and her Mark Pelligrino fics like this one are absolutely sublime.  Go follow her and show her a little love.

Donnie x Reader - @totally-turtle-imagines this is a really sweet little imagine about how super cute, fluffy and awkward Donnie can be.

Sharpie Promises @another-tmnt-writer.  This Soulmate AU is adorable and the unsure, insecure side of Raph just makes me want to give him a hug.  I am really enjoying seeing what this fandom and this blog has to offer. Also check out Hold Me for an extra slice of @another-tmnt-writer’s Raph.

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title: daily lives of yoosung
genre: fluff, slight smut
fandom: mystic messenger
characters: yoosung and saeran/unknown
summary: saeran caught yoosung doing something… 

Korean words (that are unclear or you guys doesn’t know): 

  • ssi—it means addressing someone formally. Like how 707 and Zen address Jaehee. 
  • yadong—it means porn… obviously lol

note: trying out to get out of the writer’s block… i can’t stay like this forever… it’s so tiring, to be honest. so enjoy this! 

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Anonymous’s Submission:

adhd makes sleeping hard for me. i can’t turn my brain off, and i can’t get my legs to stop moving

Anonymous’s Submission:

when your entire science project is due tomorrow and your computer is broke because you forgot to get it fixed and company is coming over and you’re still on tumblr

Anonymous’s Submission:

it’s a month into the semester and all of the energy i had for school is gone. i’m checking my course website every day and doing work almost every day, but i’m still missing things (like going to class once!). any time that i try to do more future-directed planning, it’s like my brain screams at the effort. i’m trying to get on a stimulant, but my doctors keep dancing around it. i’m floundering for the first time since my ADHD dx, so i know Why i’m doing this, but don’t know how to fix it.

xravenstone’s Submission:

I’ve been falling behind in my class,and it’s making me really upset. There was this project we were supposed to be working on in class for the past couple months, it was one were we were supposed to work on using our own time but I forgot about it and it’s due next month for the science fair. I don’t remember what I was doing, and my mom thinks it’s so easy to just work on it but I don’t remember. It’s making me really sad and I just don’t know what to do, or how to talk to my teacher about it.

bulbas4ur’s Submission:

Not exactly about ADHD itself, but I’m trying to come to terms with the fact that I made a lot of mistakes with my education before getting treatment. I went from failing half my credits during Spring 2016 to getting As on all of my tests so far this semester, but I still have a relatively low GPA. I’m also in a lot of student debt because I wasn’t as smart with my money as I could’ve been. Is there anything I can do to fix or at least feel better about these mistakes?

Please reblog or send in your thoughts regarding these issues. This is your community of ADHDers sharing the things they are struggling with the most right now. We are crowdsourcing support!

anonymous asked:

I'm the Orlando anon and it's nice to lift spirits, but honestly it's that deep. Lmao. I'm not PR for 5H. Tho I will accept check! I was just sharing a PoV from the concert babe! Sometimes I think we're so saturated with twitter videos that we miss so many other things. We had a great time! I'd definitely say otherwise if it wasn't. I've seen rough moments from all the girls before during the summer tour. But as tired as they were, they still did a great job in Orlando live. Don't overreact 🙌🏼

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Seasonal Affective Disorder used to shape my life and led to many strange choices. Last year I didn’t get hypomanic because I was taking pills that had the opposite effect, they were for my hormonal problems, not for SAD. And in the autumn I was taking antidepressants, so, I avoided a serious depression for the first time since 2006.

But it was always (and still is) a big thing for me. It changes your self-perseption, you don’t trust yourself half of the time. Every emotion has to be checked. As well as empathy levels, because destroying relationships is not fun. Every impulse is dangerous, because it can be actually fulfilled. Tastes change (it’s a big achievement for me to stay in one fandom consistently for two years, it didn’t happen pretty much since my SAD started), everything changes. Staying grounded takes a lot of energy and other resources.

Being hypomanic is not really fun, because it leads to sad consequences pretty often: you don’t care, you just want to do what you want to do and have fun. It makes everyone look boring, so, you ditch people and make the worst decisions on your own. However, I think it’s manageable in my case, but not easy.

I’d say, I have a seasonal circle of a tree. I.e., winter and summer are calm.

I think we could call this a forced a collab’….

So around a month ago i asked @blackwolfartz if i could color this sketch so i could train myself with coloring.And she kindly accepted. (And it has been sitting in my draft ever since.) So thanks again to Wolf for being so awesome and letting me butcher her work and post, it was really interesting and fun and i’d redo it anytime! 

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ROGUE ONE SPOILERS BELOW. DON'T READ IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THE MOVIE

I watched Rogue One again today and noticed some things I hadn’t picked up on before.
1) Jyn adopted the hairstyle her father used on the farm
2) Jyn had her arm on Cassian’s back when a grenade went off while they were fighting with Saw’s rebels
3) Cassian double checked to see if he still had to kill Galen Erso. Upon receiving the news, he was disgruntled and angry. It is my headcannon that he was only cold to her after that because he didn’t want to get attached. He knew he already was after her quick thinking with Saw’s rebels and her effort to save the crying girl.
4) Once her saw Jyn on the platform, she was his only and immediate concern. He stopped watching the others and focused on her
5) Before Jyn went to confront Cassian about her father, she stood by Churrut, and he grasped her hand to give her support
6) They stood much closer than necessary when she did, and forgot about everyone else in the room
7) They continued to stand way to close in moments after that
8) He looked at her like she was his entire world in the elevator and crushed me in the process
9) It was much more emotional the second time

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I wish this skull was in better shape but it is still a neat little pathological specimen!

Picked this guy up on my uncle’s farm last fall. It’s from an opossum he shot after it had been nosing around his chicken coop. The carcass rotted out in the woods for several months and the skull was in about a dozen pieces when I found it and it’s still missing some pieces after the scavengers and elements did their thing but check out the areas circled in red in that middle photo. Teeth aren’t supposed to grow there!

It’s an adult animal with all adult teeth present in the top and bottom jaws so I’m wondering if those two stray teeth are either random misplaced extras or if they are possibly milk teeth that were pushed back instead of down and out of the gumline. Pretty cool and weird either way! I’ve cleaned dozens of possum skulls over the years and I’ve never seen one like this!

didnt know it was so important to you sir

this happened at my first job, when i was an 18 year old a month out of high school, a bright-eyed ‘wlemart’ cashier. (I lost that job because apparently getting the flu is not a valid reason to miss four days of work, even with a note, but anyway,) I got off at ten at night one hot july day, and so I was taking my line down. Light’s off, told everyone left to tell people I was closed, still had to go shoo people off occasionally, but managed.

Tall white guy, about my dad’s age, comes and hands me a notebook and a pack of gum without a word. I politely inform him that I am closed and have to clock out. He sighs loudly. At this point, being the nice child I am, I start to say that I will check him out anyway, since he only has two things. He glares at me and instead we have this exchange.

Him: you dont have a sign or anything?
Me: We don’t have signs. Makes it kind of difficult, I know.
Him: Well I know why that is- they don’t like you guys to be too smart. They hire idiots here.
Me: ….
Him: -keeps yelling about how I am an idiot for having a closed till-
Me: -looking down in fear-
Him: No social skills either, I see! -keeps going-

Finally, his loundess attracts a CSM who I considered my “work mom” because of the way she watched over we younger employees. She comes over and asks what he problem is, and I, around the guy still calling me an idiot, explain he came up right as I put my head down for a moment to sign off and then got mad when I said I was closed. She raises her voice at the dude and goes “you leave my cashier alone, she was just doing her job” and then after successfully managering him into leaving, he sends one last threat my way: “I’m gonna make sure she’s leaving! My boys will be outside waiting!”

I scurried away as fast as I could and then called my dad who picked me up when I was there and asked him to come in and walk out with me. Turns out there were already police in the parking lot for a different reason, but I was scared.

Who the hell thinks its okay to call an 18 year old kid an idiot because you have to wait in line to buy a pack of gum and a notebook??

pointless ransom headcannons because i……lov e  h im

  • he ate paste in elementary school, but like in a cool way. like he wasnt the weird kid, it was just a well known fact in the class that Justin would eat paste if you dared him to 
  • (in fact he’d do most things if you dared him to.)
  • he won the science fair three years in a row, and his parents still have the ribbons. 
  • hates spaghetti. “it feels like im eating hair” “its noodles” “yeah or like. worms” 
  • had a turtle as a pet once. most of his entertainment at that point in his life was caused by him feeding the turtle different vegetables and giggling to himself
  • has older sisters 
  • hates long periods of silence. it just creeps him out. that’s why his best friend is holster who is Very Loud and why he likes to surround himself with people
  • bi
  • once painted his nails pink and then insisted they were “salmon” for an entire week simply to piss holster off
  • has literally never dated someone who is not blonde 
  • has a secret, somewhat shameful collection of sticky notes and highlighters? like, he keeps it in a drawer that not even holster knows about. he literally has like every color, size, brand of highlighter and enough sticky notes to last him three lifetimes. he doesn’t even use them. he never fucking studies. he just. likes them. 
  • texts holster’s mom a lot. they have inside jokes. it’s gotten to that point. 
  • terrified of spiders
Love, kisses, and sex...

In Dean’s experience, kissing came first, then sex, and that was it. He usually left town right after. It was all twisted around now. Dean and Cas had gone through so much together. Betrayal and loyalty, friendship, battles with physical beings as well as their own feelings. But on that night, as they sat with each other on the trunk of the Impala, battered and bloody, and tired beyond all belief, saying it was still one of the hardest things Dean had pushed himself to do. And yet, once he had said it, he felt light.
“Hey Cas….” Barely looking at the angel by his side, glancing around on the pretense of checking on the sleeping form of Sam in the back seat of the Impala. Cas tilted his head, giving Dean his full and very intense attention, but not speaking, waiting for the hunter to finish.
“I uh…” Dean cleared his throat. “I think… I love you.” He couldn’t look at Cas, he half expected the angel to vanish, or to smite him. Instead, he felt a pressure on his shoulder and heard a smile in Cas’ voice. “I think I love you too, Dean.” Dean finally looked up and met Castiel’s eyes, cracking a smile at the angel’s expression.

There were more smiles after that, and more touches. Soft touches on arms and shoulders, on each other’s waists or backs under the pretense of moving around the kitchen of the bunker. Fingers caressing hands, lingering for far too long as Cas passed Dean a book, or Dean handed Cas his morning coffee. It was slow, and it was perfect.

The first time they kissed, it was Dean’s doing. One month and three cases after the battle, after they admitted what they felt for each other, Dean awoke in the middle of the night and went to the library. This was sort of a routine for him, awake from a bad dream, go to the library, listen to music and have a drink of scotch. Of course, he could have listened to the record player in his room, but that would have disturbed Sam, and as his little brother had pulled three allnighters in a row, researching for their last case, he didn’t want to disturb him. As Dean lowered the cover on the record player, he neglected to hear the slight shuffle of feet as Cas came up beside him, and, turning, came face to face with the angel. Now, this was a feeling he had before, but he had never wanted to admit to himself what it was. Desire. Of the many times he had faced Cas at this close a proximity, each time he felt this little squirm in his stomach, and now the squirm was more like butterflies and his mind was blank. Dean hadn’t been ready to kiss Cas before this, still getting used to touching another man in such an intimate way… But Cas wasn’t a man. He wasn’t even human. He was just… Cas.
Dean placed a hand on Cas’ shoulder like he had done countless times before, but instead of looking into the angels eyes for a few minutes, then pulling away, he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Cas’ lips. It was a wonderful feeling. Castiel’s lips were warm and gentle, and he smiled slightly as Dean stepped closer, slipping a hand into his angel’s dark and messy hair. After a minute or so, they broke apart, both blushing and smiling. And then, after another short kiss, went to their separate bedrooms.

Cas initiated the next kiss. And the one after that. As it turned out, Cas loved kissing Dean as much as Dean loved kissing Cas. Maybe more so. From that night on, they shared quiet kisses in the stolen moments when Sam left the kitchen or library for a moment. When they sat outside on the Impala. Before bed. Passing each other in the hall, or when taking their turn to use the shower (Dean loved running his fingers through Cas’ wet hair). Sam didn’t know about their new pastime until one day, when in a moment of exhilaration while researching a particularly difficult case, Castiel grabbed Dean and kissed him. Dean, of course, spluttered, looking at Sam for a reaction. Sam merely snorted and rolled his eyes, finally having proof of what he suspected, and then warned them not to make out or have sex on the library tables, or he’d invite stray dogs to live in the Impala. Dean laughed it off, assuring Sam that they wouldn’t, and also that he’d shave off Sam’s hair if he let another dog in his car.
Dean laughed it off, but he couldn’t stop thinking about it.
Like the kissing, Dean had thought about sex with Cas before. Of course he had. Dean loved sex, and he loved Cas, and sex was just another step in a growing relationship like theirs. But of course, Dean had only been with women. And despite reminding himself that Cas was Cas, a being that he loved, and that it didn’t matter if he was inexperienced, because Cas was too, Dean was still nervous. He was always used to knowing his stuff. Knowing exactly where to touch or to kiss to evoke a reaction. But again, this was women. Cas, however, did seem pleased with whatever Dean did, whether it was caressing his cheek, gripping his hair when their kisses became more than just pecks, biting the angel’s lip… Castiel liked it because it was new and it was Dean.
And so Dean thought about it, as he had the kissing, getting more and more used to, and desirous of the idea. He found himself pushing farther in their kisses, getting to the point of pulling the angel onto his lap, and taking off both of their shirts; hands moving over Cas’ skin and shivering as the angel moaned at his touch.

As Castiel straddled his hips, fingers grasping at Dean’s short hair, Dean’s fingers moved over Cas’ stomach and hips, straying to the waistband of his pants… Like the kiss, Dean knew he was ready and looked into Castiel’s blue eyes. “Cas…” His words trailed off in a moan as Cas kissed down his neck, breath and lips hot on his skin. “Hey… Are you okay with where this is headed?” Cas looked up, tilting his head for a moment, then nodding. “Yes, I am. I love you very much, Dean. Making love to you would be very agreeable.” Dean grinned at this. Despite the many human traits that Castiel had picked up while living with the Winchesters, he still maintained that strange way of talking. Dean loved it. They settled into one another again, bodies heating and movements becoming more passionate. Dean’s fingers shook slightly as he unbuttoned Cas’ pants and pulled them off his hips, turning to settle the angel on his bed before pulling them all the way off, doing the same with his own. They were slow, simply getting used to the idea, the feelings, taking the time to caress and kiss and just… enjoy. They were both trembling slightly as Cas pulled off Dean’s boxers, then his own, letting them fall to the floor. Dean looked down at him, gaze moving over every curve and angle of Cas’ body, smiling as he caught the angel’s gaze. Slowly they moved their hands over each other, Cas letting out a soft laugh when goosebumps appeared on Dean’s arms as he ran a hand down the hunter’s chest.

Nearly 20 years of knowing only a woman’s body, Dean was curious when it came to Castiel, who had body not unlike his own (and Dean certainly had experience pleasing himself) but there was still the fact that it was an entirely new experience.
Cas was unsure as well. He had, of course, watched that pornographic film, and remembered a bit of it… But as Dean pointed out whenever they watched a movie, that was fiction, this was real life, and much more complicated.
They explored each others bodies slowly, learning. Fingers moving over skin and hair, lips parted to let out soft moans and murmurs, words of longing.

Neither of them seemed ready to take the “plunge” so to speak. Dean had settled himself between Castiel’s legs, holding himself up on his knees and forearms. Cas was the one to let his hand slide down between Dean’s hipbones, and he smiled as Dean moaned, hips immediately tipping towards Cas’ hand. Dean felt the smile on Cas’ lips as they kissed, raising an eyebrow and reaching down to grip the angel, moving his hand slowly, lips curving in a smile as Cas moaned out. After a few minutes of this, Dean’s legs grew shaky and he settled better over Cas until their hips and stomachs were pressed together. Dean couldn’t help canting his hips, the movement engrained in him from years of practice, moaning low as a shock of pleasure went through him. Castiel’s hips tipped up to press harder against his, hand slipped between their bodies and gripping the burning curve of muscle. After a moment of moving, and of assuring that neither of them would be rubbed raw, they settled into an agreeable position.

Dean had to admit that this was unusual. But in the most pleasant way possible. His and Cas’ hands were laced together, their bodies moving in a rhythmic push and pull, the heat of them pressed flush together. Another new sensation, as he had only handled himself. His body shivered in pleasure, unable to keep his hips from thrusting faster, eager for more pleasure, and he loved the reaction of Cas’ loud moan. He opened his eyes to watch the angel beneath him, watch how his lips quivered and his eyes squeezed shut. Their movements sped up as the pleasure grew in intensity, moans becoming louder.

“Dean,” Cas panted, wavering at the brink. “Dean, close your eyes.”
Dean’s breath was rough and fast, almost not hearing Cas over the pleasure coursing through his body. “Wh-what? What do you–”
“Close your eyes!” Dean closed his eyes tight, and suddenly a pure white light burst from Castiel’s skin. His head was tipped back in ecstasy, body tense and shaking, a low moan escaping his lips and suddenly he relaxed. Dean opened his eyes to see the light fading from Cas’ skin, unconsciously reaching up to touch the pale glow of his cheek.
“That was incredible.” Cas’ eyes were closed, breath already slowing. Dean was still staring at him. “Cas…what just happened?” Cas opened his eyes, tilting his head slightly. “Dean, I believe it is obvious what just happened.” Dean glanced down at their bodies, pressed close, then back into Cas’ eyes. “No, I mean, I know what happened, but…you just went all glowy.” Cas nodded. “My grace. I do not know quite why myself, as I have never done this before, but–” His words were cut off as Dean kissed him, moving his lips against the angel’s for a few moments before pulling back and smiling. “That was actually kind of beautiful. Makes discreet sex an impossibility, but all the same…” Castiel smiled up at Dean, then tilted his head as Dean sat up, retrieving tissues to clean the mess off of their stomachs, chests, and hands. When he had finished, he lay down beside Cas, looking into his eyes. “How do you feel?” Cas sighed, smiling again. “Content.” He kissed Dean’s hand as it caressed his cheek. “… satisfied. Loved. And you, Dean?” Dean yawned. “Tired…. and loved.” They smiled at each other again, kissing one another gently before tipping their foreheads together, relaxed and warm in each other’s embrace.
Eventually Dean would turn out the light, pull the blankets over their bodies, and bid Cas good night.
Eventually Cas would do a rather human thing and fall into a sort of sleep, nose nuzzled into Dean’s neck.
Eventually, this would become a nightly thing, and it would progress and grow.
But at that moment, they shared each other’s warmth, listened to the other’s heart beats, shared soft kisses…

Boss and Personal Assistant AUs

For @losthompson

  • I am literally the clumiest person ever and I am sO sOrRy I spilt coffee all over your suit that’s worth more than I am.
  • My friend hooked me up with this job and they didn’t mention that you were literally more attractive than a god/goddess/all-powerful being.
  • Alternitively, my friend is the one who works for you but they got sick so I took their place but they forgot to mention you were attractive.
  • You are the most stupid business owner of all time. You FoRGoT to come into work three times already! I’m really the one running this thing!
  • Bonus to the above: after you missed work for the fifth time, I went to your house to check on you. I didn’t expect you to open the door wet in just a towel.
  • I had an extremely important meeting, and everyone mistook me for the intern while you were thought to be the boss. Although the whole situation was slightly embarassing, we both enjoyed seeing each other flustered.
  • We were best friends and still are, so whenever we have any free time we annoy the whole office with our sarcasstic bickering. 
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Genji and Mercy comic time! “Sayonara” takes place prior to the game, while Genji was still a part of Overwatch and had yet to meet Zenyatta.  Check out my page for the previous panels. In this episode, Genji takes home the award for greatest idiot at Overwatch base. As a little brother myself, I can tell you these are the moments when it’s nice to have an older brother to smack you on the head. Or, you know - almost kill you. 


Some notes - I’m sorry about putting people through my handwriting on a tablet last time! When I’m done with all the panels, I’ll do a clean-up and put the whole thing out so everything’s more consistent style-wise (except Mercy, who obviously gets a bit younger from here on… woops!). Finally, thank you so much for the amount of response on my last panels. This is really my first time trying to make a complete comic, so I’m super excited! Till next time!

‘Marichat’ - by whitebear-ofthe-watertribe
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I’ve decided to step things up a notch, you guys! As of today, I am starting a new YouTube channel which will host a collection of videos, including speedpaints, animations, and other things as the fancy strikes me :) I have had A LOT of people requesting something like this, and as I will be diving into my Senior Capstone soon (which will involve mainly digital art) I figure now is as good a time as any!

As this is my first attempt at a speedpaint video, I am still working out the various kinks, but hey at least I’m giving it a shot! So please come check it out, Like the video, and Subscribe if you want to see more to come! 

When he hears from Holster through the group chat that Bitty had been in a car accident, Jack checks his schedule (in hindsight, he would’ve gone regardless of practice times) and floors it all the way from Providence to Samwell. Jack tries to not internally freak out and run every red light he comes across, but all he could think of throughout the drive is the words “side swiped by a semi” and “Bitty in car.” There had definitely been more info, but Jack barely reads the rest before hopping into his car.

When he gets to the Haus, furiously knocking on the front door and shocking the living daylights out of Chowder, who’d answered, he finds Bitty at the kitchen table, his left arm in a sling brace and a cut on his upper cheek under two small pieces of butterfly tape. He looks tired, and slightly worse for wear, but he is still the most brilliant and best thing Jack’s ever seen.

“I’m fine,” Bitty is saying to Holster, who’s hovering over him with a bowl. “I really appreciate you taking care of me, but I know you have a quiz tomorrow, Holster. And I don’t think chicken soup is going to heal my wrist.”

“As your captain, I order you to let me feed you this chicken soup,” Holster says. Ransom is nodding from his place at the counter, helping himself to leftover pie. “Plus, the chicken soup is supposed to heal your soul. It helps, okay? Tween magazines don’t lie.”

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Secret Santa fanfic

@mybeautifuldecay Merry Christmas from your Secret Santa!  This story takes place on Fraser’s Ridge and comes complete with a photo of an historic cabin in the snowy Appalachian Mountains, not unlike the first cabin Jamie & Claire lived in on the Ridge. I am most grateful to my friend @boyneriver for her writing assistance and editing.  Peace and blessings to you at Christmas and in the new year!  

The Healing Power of Love

I thought the same thing every year - “How can it be almost Christmas?” Except this year I had none of the rushing around in traffic, last-minute shopping errands, checking I had everything I had planned to get for Bree, and worrying about whether or not I had a gift for Frank that would meet with his approval. This was the second Christmas since I returned through the stones, and the first we would spend at Fraser’s Ridge. Other than not having Bree with me, which still caused heartache and sadness, I was overwhelmed with happiness I was with Jamie. But at the moment, Jamie would be on his way back from Salem, where he’d gone to replenish supplies and buy another horse.  Although why he picked this time to go, one week before Christmas, I could not understand. “Claire,” dinna fash. ’Tis a good time to go. There’s nay snow in the sky, and the Germans said they would have horses to sell right before Christmas.” We did need another horse, and the German farmers were known to have good horses, plus we knew they would extend credit to us, which we sorely needed.

So off he went with Duncan, whilst Ian and I stayed home to continue our work on getting the homestead prepared for the snow we knew would come soon. Two of the women among our Scottish homesteading families were due to give birth within the month, and while I hoped I would not need to attend to them before Jamie returned, still I wasn’t keen on going out in the snow that was sure to come by the end of December.

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Found Her-Stiles Stilinski

Teen Wolf Imagine:#93

Prompt: She opened her apartment door to hundreds of roses. She knew they were from him; he had found her.

Word Count: 1,023

Warnings: Stalking

A/n: This is darker than what I usually do but I hope you like it anyway. If you like Stiles though you probably aren’t going to.

Originally posted by blackandeath

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Alexa Bliss opens up about her battle with anorexia

In a recent interview with Akron Beacon-Journa, Alexa Bliss opened up about her battle with anorexia. She revealed that she suffered from it multiple times in her life and while in college she dropped to 18kg in less than two months. Talking about her past struggle’s Alexa disclosed:

“I had gone through it first in high school,” said Bliss. “Then when I joined college cheer, we had a very strict workout regimen that we had to follow. And I had just recovered from the first eating disorder. We had to sign in to do cardio, BOD PODs [a measurement of muscle vs. fat in the body], the things athletes should do. But it re-triggered everything for me. I went from 120 pounds to 80 pounds in about six weeks.

“That was the main reason I left Akron. It was after a football game. I was still in my uniform. I told my coach that I needed to go home and get help. I checked into Nationwide Children’s Hospital [in Columbus] and the doctors were amazing and helped me get through it all. It was a tough time but it also made me the person I am today.”

She left UA and transferred to Columbus Community College. As part of her recovery to put on weight, she turned to body building, and eventually won several IFBB (International Federation of Body Building and Fitness) events.

Although she is now over the worse, Alexa admits that she will never be completely free of her past, admitting:

“It’s not like, ‘Oh, you’re cured of anorexia.’ You’re never healed. You live with it the rest of your life. It’s not a sprint. It’s a marathon.”