i had to upload this one again

  • Mikoshiba: (Sitting on the computer when Nozaki walks into the room) Oh, Nozaki! Exciting news! I've just uploaded my second episode of my Otome Game Review Show. Care to have a look?
  • Nozaki: (Freezes in the door way and turns around slowly) That was fast...seems like only yesterday we had to sit through the last one.
  • Mikoshiba: It was three months ago, Nozaki.
  • Nozaki: (Surprised) Really?! It feels like...feels like it just happened. (As Sakura walks into the room.) Sakura, did you hear that? Mikoshiba's done his Otome Game Review Show again...
  • Sakura: (Stares at him and then starts shaking her head furiously.) I'm not watching that. I'm not watching that again. Jesus Christ, we don't have to watch it do we?

martyspiritml  asked:

(If you're still doing) can you do 3C with Mari and Adrien from Childhood friends au? ~have a nice day~

I’m a sucker for Childhood AU omg

“Aw, why is Little Ladybug crying?” Adrien pouted.

Marinette sniffed, rubbing her eye. “Chloe pulled on my headband…”

“Chloe’s a meanie! Little Black Cat is here to make Little Ladybug feel better.”

He wrapped his arms around her before pressing his lips onto her cheek, earning himself a earful of giggles. Litte Black Cat had saved the day again. :)

Told ya I’m a sucker. I even made dialogue and a slight nod to @littleblackchat​ :)

This is going to be my last one guys. Thank you so much for all your asks! :D

PLEASE DO NOT RE-UPLOAD ANYWHERE

Requests are closed. I’m finishing up the ones I have now.

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A collection of all the FFXV phone wallpapers I’ve made 

Feel free to use for whatever ( ´ ▽ ` )ノ

hello pals!! this is a masterpost of half (or so) of the reference posts i reblogged/made. i tried uploading this masterpost as just one big masterpost but i had over 250 links so that failed and here i am again. here is part one, encapsulating studying + certain subjects which will be followed by part two (slightly more general) here! enjoy ✨

studying, school, + learning

motivation

writing

note-taking

languages + literature

humanities + other subjects

sciences + math

hope this helps + please check out part 2 as well!! ilysm 💗 

ps here is a list of all my masterposts just in case 🐝

- helena xx

:: twenty one pilots x donnie darko :: i also posted this on my twitter/instagram @nyctolust so please tag tyler and josh in it, they’re incredibly important to me and this took a long time to do so it would mean the world if they saw it, thanks friends  |-/

okay i didnt really like how the other one looked so here’s a version w/ lineart, so again–

merry crisis & happy holidays everybody! hope you all have/are having/had a good time!!!

One design of my AU: Hipsters & Gamers.

Sorry if I’m late in uploading drawings, is that I distracted watching videos and there was an error when saving the drawing, so I had to do it again :’v 

•Sans/Undertale belongs to: Toby Fox
•Hipsters & Gamers by: Me 

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Overcoming the fear of speaking a foreign language?

Whether French, English or Spanish, when you speak the language you get scared and forget everything. A few tips to overcome your fears!

I got such a positive reaction to the last video I translated that when I saw Jerrie had uploaded this new one, I just had to translate it for you again! To activate the subtitles, just click on the little icon to the left of the gear at the bottom of the video ʕ◕ᴥ◕ʔ

You Deserve the World (Lafayette x Reader)

Request: “24 with Lafayette?”

Prompt: “Did I say that out loud?”

A/N: wow I am actually uploading a fic less than a week from the last one ??? who even am i? I hope you guys enjoy! there is Google translated french here so you’ve been warned! Also, make sure to send me requests!!

TW: Alcohol (I think that’s it but again let me know if I missed something)

W/C: 1353

Modern!AU

You had become best friends with Lafayette in high school. You two had met junior year of high school when you had an English class together. There was an immediate connection, and the chemistry between you was clearly perfect. You two had trusted each other since the moment you met. You had also been very attracted to him but disregarded it because the chemistry you two had was extremely rare, and you valued having someone you trusted so much.

You had become close friends with his group of best friends. You became friends with Alexander because you let him ramble on and on for hours without interruption. You became friends with Laurens because you understood his TV and movie references, and you both loved turtles. It took a bit longer to become friends with Hercules, since he kept to himself a lot, but eventually, you became friends even though you two didn’t have too much in common.

Though you knew that you and Lafayette were never going to be together, you still had a tiny shred of hope and optimism that one day the curly haired Frenchman would feel the same way and reciprocate those feelings. Your friends teased the two of you all the time because you two couldn’t help but act like a couple since you two were so close. You two would be affectionate, joke around all the time, and even sometimes playfully call each other babe and wink at each other. Laurens had even started a rumor that the two of you were dating, and apparently, everyone had actually believed it. People asked the two of you about your “relationship” for weeks after the rumor started because no one had doubted that the two of you would end up together. You chose to just ignore how you felt until you eventually moved onto someone else.

You were now juniors in college, and the five of you had stayed together all that time. Your feelings for Lafayette were buried so deep that you didn’t even realize you still had them. Of course you were attracted to him, but attraction is normal. Attraction doesn’t go away. You had had several boyfriends from when you had met Lafayette to the present time, but those relationships never really worked out because every guy always felt threatened by your best and closest friends all being males. You didn’t see anything wrong with being friends with guys, but you hadn’t met a man who could handle it.

______

It was a Friday night which meant that you were meeting the boys at the bar that was closest to your campus. You made your way into the bar and greeted Ernie, the bartender who you had become very fond of.

“Hey, Ernie!”

“Hey, (Y/N)! Looking pretty good tonight! These guys aren’t gonna know what hit them!” he said, with a big smile.

“Thanks, Ern,” you blushed, “Are my boys here yet?”

“Yep, same booth as always!”

You thanked him and made your way over to the booth that your best friends had dubbed as the best booth. They didn’t have any reasoning behind it but decided that this was your booth, and you would all sit there every time you came in.

After an hour or so of drinking and talking, Laurens was absolutely hammered. He was all over every single girl in the bar, including you.

“(Y/N), you are looking fine as hell tonight!” he exclaimed.

“You’re not looking so bad yourself, babe,” you smirked, deciding that flirting wouldn’t hurt.

“Oh my God,” he said turning to Alex, his jaw slack, “Did you hear that? She called me babe!”

“Keep flirting, and there’s more babes where that came from,” you winked.

To your left, you saw Lafayette fidget a bit, but you didn’t really make much of it.

“Next round’s on me, guys!” you said, which they responded to with cheers of joy. You got up to go get some more drinks at the bar. “Five more Sam Adam’s please, Ernie!”

“Coming right up, (Y/N)!”

You decided to sit in a stool while you waited when a handsome man came up to you.

“Now what’s a beautiful girl like you doing all by herself at a bar?” he asked sitting on the stool next to you.

“I’m afraid I’m not alone,” you said, pointing at the booth where your friends sat.

“Ah, well, they wouldn’t mind if I talked to you for a bit, would they?” he questioned, smiling.

“You know what, I don’t think they would.”

“I’m Aaron,” he grinned, holding a hand out.

“(Y/N),” you said, shaking his hand, giving him a small smile.

______

Lafayette saw that you were flirting with some guy at the bar was trying to ignore it but failing terribly.

“Dude, you have to tell her how you feel,” Herc said, noticing how upset Laf was.

“It’s not that easy, mon ami. She doesn’t see me that way.”

“How can you know for sure if you never make a move?” Alex asked while trying desperately to get Laurens to drink some water. “Come on, Laurens! You’re gonna hate yourself in the morning if you don’t drink water!”

“Look it’s just complicated. I wouldn’t want to ruin the friendship we have,” he said, looking down at his nearly empty bottle.

“You really think (Y/N) would be weird if you told her? She’s literally the most chill person we know! She has to be in order to deal with us! Whether she feels the same way or not, your friendship isn’t in jeopardy,” Hercules assured the Frenchman. “Now go be a French stereotype and do some romancing!”

“You’re right,” he said, before gulping down the rest of his beer and going to go talk to you.

While he neared you, he heard you giggling and saw the man place a hand on your leg, and his jaw clenched.

“Hi, mon ami, could I talk to you outside? Now?” he asked.

“Uh- can it wait? I’m kinda-“ you were cut off by Laf grabbing you by your arm and practically dragging you outside.

“Laf, what the hell?!” you exclaimed. “I was in the middle of a-“

“I’m in love with you.” Your eyes widened and so did his at the forwardness of the sentence. “Oh my… Did I just say that out loud? Cela n'a pas été ce que je devais dire. (That was not what I was supposed to say.) That just- just flew right out of my face. Wow. I’m in love with you. It feels good to have that out there. I am so helplessly in love with you, (Y/N). I am almost sure that I have been since the moment I met you. You are one of the strongest, smartest, and most incredible women that I know. You’re ridiculously beautiful, and it kills me every time I see you. Like just. Wow. Look at you. I’m tired of standing aside and watching you settle for guys who don’t deserve you. That doesn’t mean that I deserve you, by no means. But if you gave me the chance, (Y/N), Je passerais le reste de ma vie à essayer d'être quelqu'un qui est assez bon pour vous. (I would spend the rest of my life trying to be someone who is good enough for you.)” he finished, searching your face for a reaction.

You were in absolute shock. The man you never thought would even bother to think about you that way was just as helpless as you. You stared at him completely speechless.

“(Y/N)? You know what, um, actually just forget I said anything. I’m sorry if I made you feel weird or uncomfortable or any-“ he rambled before you got on your tippy toes and shut him up with a kiss.

“I feel the same way, Laf,” you breathed, with your eyes still closed and your forehead currently resting against his.

“Mon Dieu! That’s the best news I’ve heard all year!” he exclaimed, hugging you tightly. “You deserve the world, ma princesse, and I will try as hard as I can to give it all to you.”

I’m going to be sincere with you guys. The truth is that thanks to some bad experiences, I had lost my love for drawing years ago and for a long time I hated everything I was doing. I never finished anything.

But in March this year I known an anime called Soul Eater. I loved it and I wanted to take my pen again to draw one of my favorite characters, then I did the sketch of Maka that’s in the summary.

In April my dad gifted to me a graphic tablet for my birthday. I never had use one before! and my first drawings were horrible (it’s funny because seems like I had no pulse haha xD) but I didn’t give up and kept drawing, I even created an account in Deviantart and started uploading my drawings there (I also met a very special person whom I love very much, hehe) and I started to using my old Tumblr account to share them there too.

I am very grateful to SE for giving me back my love for drawing, to my followers for always be encouraging me and obviously to my dad for giving me my tablet, haha.

Thanks for joining me this 2016 and hope you’ll stay with me another year (aww)

I wish you all an amazing 2017, bye! ♥

About Overwatch OC

I had some though about Overwatch Oc, like “as if she was one of the game character”
I already posted mine with the “like the bios on Overwatch off website” (that I put here again so it’s all in the same place)
But I’ll add hings that can be fun to think about: 

Real Name:
Age:
Occupation: They’re job, principaly
Base of Operations: Where do they live / are from
Affiliation: Who they’re working for

Primary weapon: Left click and right click attack !
Secondary attack: “E” key
Ability:  Caps key
Ultimate: “A” key

Skin:
What kind of different skin your character can have (recolors do not count)

Emotes: What are their taunt ?
Victory pose: Over the shoulder or…
Voice line: What are they the most talkative about.
Highlight Intro: Show-off their moves~

But also…

Map: What sort of map this character is canonnically in (example: Tracer for London, Mc cree for road 66…)
Music theme: Give Lucio something to work with !

We don’t like each other tag || Danisnotonfire

A/N: So this is an idea I had some time ago. I decided to write it and upload it today. I think it’s the longest imagine I have ever written. I hope you don’t mind.

Word count: 1,8 K

Summery: Dan and Y/N are both youtubers who meet again for a very special video. Love/Hate 

“Hey lovelies” I smiled and waved towards the camera that I had set up in front of my bed. It was my usual filming location but something was different today. I still wasn’t sure if my idea was a terrible or an incredibly good one.

“Today I have a little different video for you.” I excitedly exclaimed although my stomach was twisting and turning. I was so nervous I thought I’d throw up right onto the lens of my Canon.

“I have a special guest here. It’s someone who you would have never expected to see on this channel. Believe me, I’m kinda shocked, too. Anyways please welcome Dan Howell aka danisnotonfire” I announced to my viewers.

Dan suddenly jumped into the picture frame, smiling towards the camera.

“Hello Internet.” he said, trying hard not to cringe.

Stupid nostalgic signature phrase. Dan sat down on the bed next to me, careful to not let our bodies touch while doing so. I took a quick glance at him. He was wearing a jumper with zippers on his shoulders. What a dump invention. It seemed like he got even taller since the last time I had seen him, but that was impossible. Freaking giant.

“So the reason for our surprising collaboration is that I came up with a new Youtube video idea.

It’s called the ‘We don’t like each other tag'”

Dan couldn’t hide a slight smile as I said that.

“Great idea.” Dan sarcastically whispered under his breath, knowing well enough that I could hear him. Loud and clear. Asshole.

I shot him a warning look before I continued talking to the camera.

“What you don’t know is that me and Dan have known each other for a really long time. We actually went to the same kindergarten, primary school and high school.” I told my viewers.

Dan nodded. “Yeah, we have sadly known each other for that long.”

I snorted through my nose, enraged. He just sat there and cockily grinned.

“Right. So during all those years Dan got taller and even more arrogant but one thing didn’t change.

We never liked each other.” I explained.

Although that wasn’t entirely true. There was a time when we could stand each other quite well. That moment lasted for 10 seconds.

“Didn’t like is such an understatement. We hated each other.” Dan added, like the know-it-all he has always been.

For the split of a second I felt hurt sting in my chest, like a mean bee had made it’s way to my heart.

I shook it off and reminded myself that I had hated him too. I still do.

“So I have prepared a few question that we are going to ask each other. I thought they’d be fun or hard to do. It’s basically like the ‘Best friend tag’ just played with your biggest enemy.”

I had written questions on slips of paper and put them all into bowl. I gulped hard as I took the first slip out.

“What’s your favourite physical feature about each other ?” I read out loud.

Why I’m a doing this ?! That’s such a stupid question. Why did I write that down. Oh yeah, because I wanted to know his answer to it.

I eyed him up and down as if I had to search for something decent looking about him. I had spent my whole childhood with him. His chocolate brown eyes, his fluffy hair, or his damn dimples, yes I was well acquainted with those features.

“I guess your face is alright.” I answered nonchalantly, although I was actually sitting on needles. My hands were sweaty and my heart racing. Alright was such an understatement.

“Thanks.” Dan smirked and started to check me out.

I felt his streaking eyes travel over my body. His gaze made me feel vulnerable and insure, just like the shy me back in high school. Dan’s eyes landed on my chest. Although I wasn’t showing a lot of cleavage his eyes were glued to my breasts.

He cheekily grinned.

“I guess my favourite physical feature of yours have to be your boobs.” he told me completely unashamed.

Dan took a last glance at my chest before he said. “Boobs, yeah definitely.”

I rolled my eyes, totally infuriated.

Now it was his turn to reach into the bowl and pick a question.

“We don’t you like each other ?” He read out loud,with his posh British accent that reminded me of our home town.

Well that sounded like a question that could simply be answered, right ? Wrong.

I breathed in deeply.

“Your oh so sweet danisnotonfire ripped all my doll’s heads off in kindergarten.”

I stated jokingly, knowing that it wasn’t a legit argument.

Dan couldn’t stop himself from laughing at the memory. His laugh sounded through my Londoner apartment, it hadn’t changed a single bit.

“Your revenge was to push me into some bushes on the way home, remember?” Dan asked still laughing and I couldn’t help but join in. But things got way too serious way too soon again.

“In primary school Dan told everyone I had a contagious disease and nobody talked to me for a week.” I hissed, remembering all the pointing fingers and disgusted faces my friends made. He has always been mean and I never knew why.

“Wow, I was a genius even back then.” Dan said with a smirk. “Let’s not forget that you poured water onto my lap and told everyone I had wet myself a week after.” His voice sounded hurt. I bet his week wasn’t really amusing either, having everyone thing he still wets his pants.

Well, looks like I wasn’t the nicest little girl either. My actions where always based on revenge though. Never had I ever started one of our fights. I just made sure that Dan wouldn’t run over me completely. Compared to high school those years where the easy ones. Our biggest rivalry hadn’t even started yet.

As soon as we touched the topic we started shouting all of the things we did to each other in high school into each others faces. That list was long and I still hadn’t forgiven him for some of his actions.

We were both in wild rage. If we were not in our twenties I bet we would have already picked a physical fight.

“You embarrassed me in front of my crush.” I shouted, my cheeks flustered.

“He never talked to me again.”

“Oh really ? Because I heard you blew him in the bathroom stall two days later.” Dan spat into my face.

My eyes widened in shock. Sudden disgust filled my veins. Blood was rushing to my cheeks. I evilly glared at Dan who was sitting opposite me now.

“How dare you accuse me of that, you stupid prick. Who the fuck even told you that ?” I hissed,my eyes were formed to slits by now.

“You didn’t ?!” Dan suddenly asked completely surprised and dumbfounded.

I shook my head in disbelief.

“Of course not. You were the one who always told me that I’m a lame prude !” I shouted on top of my lungs. Anger was pulsing through my veins. I should have really named it 'The we hate each other tag’  Yes, I did hate Dan Howell, everybody’s favourite Youtuber.

Dan had grown silent, although I wasn’t done yet. I was way to mad to notice that the camera was still recording. I didn’t notice that the way he looked at me had changed either.

“Do you actually know what hurt me most ? Do you even realize why I actually hated you in high school, Daniel Howell ? It fucking hurt when you kissed me behind the bike shed but invited my best friend to prom.” I wasn’t even screaming anymore. My voice was low and reproachful. Tears were welling in my eyes. I couldn’t believe that I actually, after all those years, opened up and told him.

“It was such a dick move of yours and it hurt so bad.” I whispered tears streaming down my face.

Dan stared at me like a lightning had hit him. His mouth was slightly opened, as if he was searching for the right words to say.

“Wait, you liked me ?!” Dan asked plain panic written all over his face.

“You idiot ! Of course I did, why else would I push you into the freaking bushes?!” I shouted between sobs.

“That doesn’t make sense at all !” He exclaimed, his eyes worriedly flickering to the salty tears that rolled down my cheeks.

“Wait again, so when I kissed you behind the bike shed you actually.. like wanted me to ?” he asked confused. As my hot tears had reached my chin I wiped them away with the back of my hand.

“I had waited for you to kiss me since I knew what kissing was. What for god’s sake made you think I didn’t ?” I confessed for the first time in my life. Damn, yes. I wanted him to kiss me so bad.

Dan started shaking his head. He ran his huge hands through his fluffy brown hair.

“No, no, no. You can’t be telling me that you liked me ?! I still remember when I finally found all the courage to kiss you that day. You had to stand on your tiptoes to reach my face and it was our first kiss ever. I was shaking so hard that I nearly missed your mouth. Afterwards I was so scared. I thought you hated me for kissing you ! I’m sorry, I should have never asked your friend out. I just thought you were way out of my league.”

Dan was totally devastated when he realized what he had done and what future he had destroyed. He buried his head into his hands, whispering “I am such an ass.” again and again.

“Daniel, I would very much enjoy kissing you.” I heard myself say. Seconds later Dan’s head shot up and he looked at me with wide eyes. I shot him an assuring smile before he carefully cupped my cheeks with his large palms. My eyes shot close and then finally he crashed his lips onto mine and set fireworks off in my body. They exploded in my chest and the pit of my stomach, sending a tingly feeling through my inside. I had seen and felt that overwhelming firework before. About 8 years ago, when we kissed for the first time behind the bike shed. Since then I have waited for that sensation to return. It finally did.

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Requested by Anon
Michael Gray X Reader smut (nonspecific plot)
Warnings: Smut, Angst, Swearing.
I think I’m getting the hang of this smut stuff. It’s only my 2nd one - so please don’t judge too much. Hope you enjoy! I would LOVE some feedback! (Also, sorry for uploading this so late!)
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It was 1 am when a loud pounding sounded on your door. You opened your sleepy eyes and listened for a moment, not sure if you had really been woken by someone knocking or if it was a dream. After a second of silence, the pounding happened again followed by your Ex shouting out your name. He was drunk by the sound of it. You could have stayed in bed, but you knew Michael would not be so easily ignored.


You and Michael weren’t Exes by your choice. In truth, you loved Michael more than anything, but Michael for some reason become quite edgy and distant the past few months or so, resulting in him breaking your heart. Ever since the Shelby’s started doing business with the Russians and dealing with a certain priest and his following, Michael had changed. You tried everything you could think of to save your relationship, but in the end, Michael decided it would be better if you both moved on.

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Oops, forgot to upload the left one last night. I’m in that mood again; make random filly guides all over the place while experimenting with faces.

I gotta learn to make appealing color schemes one of these days. If I drew the filly again, I’d take that yellow more into yellow territory. The other I’m mildly satisfied with? I wanted a lemon-lime-mango-fruit horse so I was trying to stay in the orange/yellow/lime green realm.

I hope your first week of 2017 is going well!

The Equation of Love (Pt. 5)

Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3 | Pt. 4 | Pt. 5 | Pt. 6 | Pt. 7 | Pt. 8 | Pt. 9

Scenario: When you met Yoongi in a club, you thought it was fate that brought the two of you together. But after you walked into your college math class for the very first time, you weren’t so sure anymore.

Genre: smut/fluff/angst

Word Count: 8,075

Chapter 5

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Sweet Heart

Originally posted by cerseilannister

Originally posted by greyjoyss

IMAGINE: You’re Rick’s daughter and when in the line up, Negan takes an interest in you.

A/N: Woah. So, this week was crazy busy and I wasn’t eating healthy, nor proper meals and I ended up making myself pass out from exhausted. Don’t do that to yourself, guys, it’s not fun. But the dance recital was lot’s of fun, despite me falling ill, I had a lot of fun and definitely want to do it again.

BTW: I finally am able to upload! And decided to skip the following episode which is all about Tara so I can focus to the one that was released last week. I really loved it, and even though i’m a fan of Tara I found the episode quite pointless and wished they had focused on her reaction to finding out better. Also i’m altering Carl’s age to make him older, so (you) can be the right age for Negan. Anyways! Enjoy!

WARNING: Basically Negan.


The guilt still filled within you. You hadn’t been able to forgive yourself. 

Negan had finally allowed you the right to go outside and actually get some fresh air. Which is what you were doing now, watching the the patch of walkers and prisoners. You caught sight of Daryl, he looked dirty and bruised, but didn’t look as if he had been beaten anymore.

You’d been avoiding Negan. Every time you made eye contact with him, you felt like puking. He eyed you differently now. As if he hadn’t a different lust for you, renowned appreciation for you and it made you uncomfortable. But what truly made you upset was that you almost liked it, it scared you.

You knew you wouldn’t let yourself fall to deep and actually come to be attracted to the man. You wouldn’t betray your father and brother like that. You wouldn’t betray Abraham and Glenn like that.

Thinking back, Simon should be back from the hilltop soon. 

You almost wished you’d been able to go. The thought of maybe seeing Maggie gave you so much hope, you wanted to see her, see that she was okay.

Focusing back on Daryl, you saw him staring directly at you. You straightened out, not expecting such a heated gaze to be fixation on you. You weren’t too high from the ground, looking down you realized you could probably jump down. You wanted to talk to Daryl and it didn’t seem like anyone too important was around, so if you were quick enough…

You swung your leg around the edge of the porch, jumping off. Your feet stung lightly when they hit the ground, and your body lurched forward. Just as you gained your balance a truck pulled up, and you had to jump back in order not to get smacked by it.

You ignored the fact, and decided to make your conversation with Daryl as quick as possible. But before you could, you heard gun shots and your head snapped over to your left to see Carl standing at the edge of the truck with a gun. Your eyes widened and a gasp left your lips, not expecting to see your brother.

Panic swarmed you, realizing how stupid he was. Did he really think that he could get away with all that? Running forward, you went to yell at him before Negan’s much larger frame walked in front of you. “Wait up, sweet heart.” He smirked at you before turning to Carl.

You blanked in panic before all of sudden Carl was on the ground, unarmed. You ran over to him only to have Negan’s arm shot out before you. You glared at him, all embarrassment from earlier disappearing with the fear your older brother could get hurt.

It must have been the first time Carl noticed you, his eyes widened and his names left his lips in a whisper.

Negan extended his hand out to carl. “C’mon kid i’ll show you around.” You glared the pet name Negan gave your brother, who was in fact older than yourself. Negan noticed your stared and chuckled, “you know, Y/N, you do the same stink eye as your dad.”

You chuckled dryly.

Negan smiled before turning back to your father. “Really, you’re not gonna accept my hand?” Carl glared, “you’re really not going to take my hand, because your lucky you still have a hand.” Negan’s voice suddenly turned dark, edging Carl.

“Same as your boy Daryl over here, now that I think about it.” You looked over at Daryl, shocked to see him so close as he glared impatiently at us. “How’s the job going over there, Daryl? Hot enough for ya? Hell it’d be tough with one arm.”

You watched as Negan chuckled in mock amusement before extending his hand to Carl once more. carl eyed you before sighing and grabbing Negan’s hand. “Smart boy.”

You inched closer to Carl, finding a slight sense of relief knowing he was here but also fear at what would happen to him. You missed what Negan ordered Dwight to do as Carl fixed his hat and set his gaze on you. 

“I’m not gonna have anytime to screw any of my wives today,” Negan feigned annoyance. Then with a sly grin, he turned his gaze over yo you, fixating his arm around you. “I mean, maybe one.”

You glared, but stayed put, knowing better to fight Negan. You could feel Carl’s stare on you and you eyed him carefully, pity and guilt filled within you at the accusing stare. You wanted to tell him that you had to, which you did, but you couldn’t lie and say you didn’t enjoy it. Truthfully it had only taken Negan, Negan, to say something for you to remember where you were and what you were doing.

Negan led you two inside the Sanctuary, the biggest and cockiest grin you’d seen on him yet as he ordered all the saviours to kneel. Well he didn’t actually order, rather walk up and they knew out of habit to bow. You eyed Carl, Negan still holding you close as Carl watched with amazement.

You narrowed your eyes, hoping to god that Carl didn’t find this cool like you thought he did. Just the sight of Negan having this much power made you feel sick.

“Pretty cool, huh, kid?” Negan grinned over at Carl who kept his eyes on the crowd. As Negan pulled away, he ordered the savours to resume as he led you and your brother to another room.

You instantly recognized the double doors, you had actually been spending quite a bit of time there. And when Negan pushed the doors open, you were faced by over several woman, all dressed in elegant dresses. You looked down at yourself, wearing a pair of black skinny jeans and blouse. Negan had made sure you wore something at least a bit more presentable the morning after, when you woke up, bare and with no exchange of clothes except this.

It made you feel sick and slightly jealous realizing Negan still held power over these woman. You found solace in Sherry, but you knew the others despised you and Negan’s love for you. You didn’t play their games nor did you hate them, rather felt pity for them. How sad it was to realized they thought Negan was the best they could do so they felt jealousy when another woman came in.

But truly weren’t you the same?

“All these woman here are mine!” Negan announced, smiling proudly at Carl. You watched as your brother watch in mixed awe and disgust. You couldn’t lie but feel slightly confused by his reaction.

Negan walked off, but not before walking over to you and leaning into you ear. “Keep your brother company, sweetheart. It’s probably one of your last chances to speak to the little psycho.” You glared at Negan, not like the way he chose to address your brother. He smiled cheekily at you before walking over to Sherry, you tried to hide the jealousy you felt creeping over you.

Quickly, realizing this was a short moment you ran over to your brother and immediately engulfed him in a hug. Relishing in the warmth you felt having your brothers presence finally around you. You tried to ignored the feeling of Negan’s heated stare against your back.

“Did he hurt you?” Carl asked, pulling back and keeping a wary eye on Negan. “Are you okay?”

You nodded, trying to blink back tears. You weren’t sure where all these pent up emotions were coming from, but you didn’t care. “I’m okay. I’m okay.”

“Is dad okay?” The words slipped out of your mouth before you could even process them. And you let out a breath of relief you hadn’t known you’d be holding when Carl nodded. 

You stayed silent, not sure what to say or do. You felt as if you didn’t have the right to speak to him. So you kept your mouth shut, asking what you’d wanted to ask and that was it. “We all miss you.” Carl whispered before Negan walked back and you turned to see Daryl and Dwight standing behind you.

Daryl was holding a tray of veggies and you stood confused as to what Negan could possibly want. Staring around the room, you noticed a blonde girl, Amber, the same girl who’d bitched talked you the other day sniffling. You felt no pain and rather turned the other way when her gaze met yours.

Negan ordered something or the other but you stared blankly at everything around before you found yourself walking again. You noticed that you were making your way to Negan’s room and stared in wonder at what Negan could want there.


PART 7?

A/N: So this chapter ended short and was kind of choppy. I apologize. A new chapter will be uploaded very soon.

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Babysitter, touken fanfic (re-uploaded)

Summary: Being a nanny isn’t an easy task, especially if Touka have to deal with three fretful little brothers: Haise, a kid who promises her eternal love. Kaneki, a veggie hidden behind his books and Shironeki, the rebel demon. Could Touka be able to fulfill her job and get out unscathed? One-shot.

Rating: K+, cute and funny | Words: 2,906k | Read on AO3 - If you like it, please reblog! ♥

A/N: I wrote this a long time ago when my english skills were terrible, so I decided to re-write it again. I had lots of fun writing this, and this would be officially my last touken fic from 2016! thank you everyone for being with me through this writing process, always reblogging my fics, being super supportive and to have given me so much love, I’m deeply grateful, this is my gift for you. Happy New Year! let’s keep making beautiful memories together, touken family <3 2017 will be our year! 

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Nevertheless, unlike Kaneki and Haise who were particularly easy to deal with, Shironeki wasn’t able to remain still not even for a minute. She’d hear the way he cracked his fingers over and over again, looking around with dull eyes. He flicked his tongue, sat on his chair, got up, sat down back again, hummed a song… that kid was uncontrollable.

“Honey, could you just—“

“I’m bored.”

“Why don’t you watch some T—“

“How old are you?” he asked, tilting his face to one side with curiosity.

“Nin—“

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

“N-Not reall—“

“I can be her boyfriend,” Haise suggested, slowly raising his hand, and slowly bringing it down back again, staring at their brother’s expressions.

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Zhi-shu being ridiculous as always