i had to use it to something hahaha

dailyshinycutiefly  asked:

*opens ur mouth and looks inside* what do you have a sore throat or something?

anonymous asked:

gin, this new comic looks A LOT different from your superman au and adulthood au, in a good way! you seem to be trying out something new, did anything inspire it???

LKASDJFLASDFKSDF OKAY I’m sorry in advance I’m going to write a Bible on this I love these kind of questions THANK YOU SO MUCH ANON lkasdjflkasdf (ノ≧∀≦)ノ

I always find very thrilling to think of the visual aspects of a new project, the style, the characterization, the atmospheres, THE SYMBOLOGY BEHIND THE COLOR it makes me vibrate in excitement..!! I think it’s rather clear I didn’t get to fully enjoy comics until I started drawing The price of a soul because I started it without any kind of expectation. Superman au is exciting, too, but in an overwhelming way: it goes from the idea I had to everything I have to draw for it, (scenery, action scenes, robots, darker atmospheres, backgrounds) whereas TPOAS is just: oH MY GOD WHAT’S NEXT OH THEY ARE PLAYING A GAME OKAY MAN WHAT TIME OF THE DAY IS IT WHAT CLOTHES ARE THEY WEARING GOSH I NEED TO DRAW THE MOST GORGEOUS ALLEN IN THE SURFACE OF EARTH LOOK AT HOW HE LOOKS AT TAMASHI OH BABY YOU’VE GOT EVERYONE WRAPPED AROUND YOUR FINGER I’M NOT CRYING WHILE DOODLING THIS PAGE ABSOLUTELY NOT WHAT IF I TRY ORANGES FOR THE BACKGROUND MONOCHROME BACKGROUND I’M 

So, as you can see, there’s a huge difference in my own attitude HAHAHA But also what started as a simple, very simple project (i’m going to draw comic because I had an idea and I liked it) turned into something way bigger; this year at university I have been asked to develop a whole project every two weeks for almost every subject, so I tried to focus everything on something I could at least enjoy/find useful (see Tamashi). And? And the kid just grew on me so much I can’t believe it? The price of a soul has currently two branches of work: the comic, which is the project I want to focus on once uni is over (and finish, i’m so resolute to finish it it’s scary, I’m not sure I have ever felt this way towards anything creation-wise) and a different story which will incorporate a webpage and interactive options, which is still about Tamashi and Kanda and Allen, but the background is built on a different world than the one in D.Gray-man. I’m fascinated about all the options I have to tell Tamashi’s story, to create different sides of Tamashi’s story, to experiment, to grow. I can tell from the superman au to The price of a soul there’s like a huge step. Maybe not so much in drawing quality, I feel like I have been drawing in the very same way for two years now, but in the way I understand conceptualism, build character, moments through work on atmosphere… It’s still very immature, though? I can go through the pages of tpoas and see I messed up in here and in there, and I should have explained this one moment better, etc, but man I don’t care at all (´∇ノ`*)ノ 

Currently I’m working on finishing the comic, developing a visual novel for Tamashi, creating a webpage around it and it crossed my mind multiple times to draw a The art of Tamashi book in which I get to explain deeply all the work behind it, along with collaborations of other artists on this project!! TAMASHI TOOK OVER MY LIFE AND I DIDN’T EVEN REALIZE WHEN IT HAPPENED

(The featured art belongs to Pixie, Angie and Izzy respectively) 

Man I don’t really know what to say, only that my hands shake and I feel like crying regarding this project


my album’s here!!!!!!!!!!!

Birthday = Saved [Damian Wayne x Sibling!Reader]

Requested by anon: “Damian x reader (sibling relationship) where the batfam forgets about Damian’s birthday except the reader"

A/N: Hope you love it anon <3


Slowly you woke up, yawning while running a hand through your hair. In attempt to tame the rat’s nest. Still half asleep and groaning when sitting up. Like it was the hardest thing you’ve ever done. Your blankets were so warm and cozy, maybe five more minutes wouldn’t hurt.

Though when you glanced at the clock, your eyes widened in horror. IT WAS PAST NOON! “Shit!” quickly throwing off the blankets and running into the bathroom adjoining your room.

Panicking while taking your shower. How could you sleep so late on Damian’s birthday? Why didn’t anyone get you?

Getting out of the shower and changing into some day clothes, brushing your teeth and hair.

Running down the manor steps and walking into the kitchen. “Sorry guys I didn’t realize I —” But you were cut off to find the kitchen empty. But seeing a note on the counter. Picking it up, it read:

Out on mission. It’s just you and Damian in the manor. Jason, Dick, & Tim are with me. Alfred had personal business and is out of town. Be home later tonight


Wait hold on! They just left on his birthday? His biological son’s birthday? You love Bruce but sometimes he’s an ass.

TT, [L/n] I thought you had left as well” Turning to see Damian with his hands in his pockets. Looking pretty down in the dumps.

“Hey what’s with the frown birthday boy? Who needs ‘em, right?” You smiled at the young man. His face seemed to brighten at the words ‘birthday boy’

“You remembered” Shock laced in his voice. You chuckled, “Of course I remembered! How could I forget?” staring at him in disbelief.

“I was just surprised because father..” His sentence trailed off. “Bruce? Oh yeah he’s on a mis- wait hold on a sec! They didn’t remember it was your birthday?” Your voice raising in the process. Now you’re pissed, it’s one thing to leave but to forget! Nu-uh not okay!

He simply shook his head. “Assholes” mumbling to yourself. “You know what! We’re going to have the best birthday just the both of us. We can go anywhere you want and get cake and after that I’ll give you my gift.” smiling at him.

“You’d do that?” Was this kid serious?

“Of course I am Dami! We’re family remember? Now go grab your shoes, who needs them” Reaching for your keys. He did as told and went to get some shoes as you did the same.

The both of you climbed in your car. “So where to?” turning to him.

“I don’t know” he held his chin between his index finger and thumb.

“Well, is there anywhere you’ve never been but always wanted to go?”

He sat up like he had an idea. “It may seem childish but I’ve never been to a zoo”

A grin grew on your face, “Hey that’s not childish, I’m older than you and I like the zoo still. Zoo it is” before putting the car in drive.

During the drive you listened to Damian talk about his birthdays back with the league. They didn’t really celebrate but they always remembered. He especially talked about his grandfather and mother. Honestly you’d never had a conversation like this with him.

It was nice.

Once parking and making your way into the park you walked around the whole place. Seeing every exhibit, but ending  with the lions.

Damian was captivated by all of the animals but the Lions were amazing. The large male was so elegant and graceful.

“It’s so magnificent” he muttered eyes glued to the creature. “King of the animal kingdom.” you said back, watching the lioness’ graceful movements to be beside it’s mate.

“Have you ever heard the saying, ‘Rise and rise again, until lambs become lions’?” turning your eyes to him.

He shook his head. “Well it’s about being someone who was once vulnerable and weak, but over time and obstacles they become powerful and strong like a lion. Growing as a human being.”

“What is the point of telling me that?” he asked in confusion. Shrugging your shoulders, “I don’t know it’s just a quote I like to live by, kind of applies to me ya know? And you too”

“I’m not vulnerable” crossing his arms and turning back to the habitat. “I’m not saying you are, but in order for someone to be as strong as you are kid. They had to be vulnerable at some point. Don’t dwell on it, just remember it for me okay?” Sending a smile his way.

“I suppose it’s the least I could do” he uncrossed his arms.

“Are you hungry? Cause I am.. What do you say we go grab some lunch?” as your stomach growled. You chuckled and could’ve sworn you saw a grin pull at his lips. “I could eat”

Deciding to go to his favorite place for lunch. The both of you just talked like you had in the car ride. Though this time you explained some people and things that were in your life before becoming a bat.

He seemed grateful for your opening up to him.

After lunch you took him to a bakery where he picked out a treat to sever as his birthday cake. Going to a nearby park, but you stopped at the car to get his gift.

Sitting by a pond he began to eat the treat. “You’re not going to let me sing ‘happy birthday’ to you” mock hurt plastered on your face. He smiled… HE SMILED! It’s possible!

Staring in disbelief at his curved upwards lips. “What?” he asked wiping his mouth like he had crumbs there.

“Oh, nothing. How about you open this now” handing him the rectangular box wrapped in green paper.

Taking the gift he tore off the paper, revealing a long white box. Carefully taking off the lid. He stared at the object within.

His sword had broke on his last mission. So you got him a custom replacement. “The blade is two times stronger than your old one, but half the weight. The grip of the hilt is specially made so it won’t slip in your grip. And finally there’s an engraving” Pointing to the hilt. On it was a small engraving of a robin.

“I don’t know what to say” mesmerized by the piece of weaponry.

“Your face says it all, I’m glad you like it” Smiling at the young boy. “Thank you [F/n], this is very special. I will treasure it” He said, your grin widening at the sound of your first name.

“Come on, lets get back to the manor and set up some pranks for the guys to get back for forgetting your birthday” Mischief sparked in his eyes. A evil grin spreading on his face. Putting the sword in the box.

“They won’t know what hit them”


Entering the batcave the guys all looked exhausted. Well except Bruce. You and Damian were hiding out of view, but had full access to seeing your prank at work.

Looking at Damian you gave a devious smirk before nodding for him to hit the trigger he set up on his phone.

Tapping the screen, alarms blared through the cave. Then the fire sprinklers turned on soaking the four. “What the hell?!” Bruce yelled as you and Damian held in your laughter the best you could. Dick was hiding under a table to keep from getting wetter. Jason was letting a string of expletives run from his mouth. Tim was trying to save his laptop. And Bruce was trying to shut it all down.

Once he did you and Damian couldn’t hold it in any longer. Wiping away a fake tear you and Damian showed yourself.

“You.. You.. hahaha! You should’ve seen your faces. Oh god I should’ve recorded that, Alfred would die” Sentence being broken up with your laughter.

“TT, no need to worry [F/n] I’ve got us covered” Pointing to a camera in the corner. “You smart little devil” ruffling his hair.

“What the fuck [F/n]!!” Jason yelled, looking like a drenched bat. Something they had in common. “What was this all about, I want an explanation now!” Bruce raised his voice.

Though unaffected and sharing a look with Damian. “Something called sweet revenge” a sickeningly sweet tone in your voice.

“Revenge for what?” Dick was next as Tim was fretting over his laptop.

“Think about it. Today’s date, a certain brother of yours. That all of you abandoned by the way” Crossing your arms, sounding protective now.

They all stood thinking for a moment, but you saw Bruce hit realization first. “Oh! Oh god! I’m so sorry Damian” turning to the boy. The rest of their light bulbs lit up.

“We forgot your birthday” Dick said in disbelief with yourself. “We’re sorry Damian, we probably ruined the day”

They all wore regretful looks and were obviously beating themselves up. “It was actually my favorite birthday yet. [F/n] and I had a nice time together”

“You know we did! Get on my sibling level suckers” before turning and exiting the room with Damian. Leaving the drenched bats to dry off.

“Best birthday ever” Damian mumbled entering the manor. A smile growing on your face, you were indeed sibling #1 right now.

I’ll Catch You

Could u do a mafia au w monsta x where the leader is changkyun and his wife is kidnapped by a rival gang and him and the other boys try to save her and it would be awesome if she could do something like, help them when they are rescuing her thx hahaha💕😘

Originally posted by shownhyuk

I don’t own the gifs/ images used.

The room was damp and murky, the walls stained with a mixture of dirt and blood. It smelt foul. You felt even more so amongst the haze and drowsiness. Your head still hurt from the pound it had taken to the temple and now, you were in this mess.

Your hands were clasped behind you on an unforgiving wooden chair. Your back ached, and the ropes burned as they rubbed against your wrists, the same treatment was given to your ankles. You didn’t realise you had been bleeding until the metalic taste of it slid to your lips. You felt stomach wretched and sick.

This is the life though, being in the mafia. It’s not pretty, and it’s certainly not easy. Footsteps sounded in the distance, and you snarled at the laughter that came with it. Maniacal. Not that you were so sane yourself; but hey, like I said, this is the life.

“{y/f/n} in the flesh. Who would have thought?” The voice boomed in each corner of the room. You felt as though you were trying to swallow a hard boiled sweet hole.

“Jackson.” You respond, glaring up at him. He looked clean cut, blonde hair falling over his face even though his hand had just pushed his locks back. He wore a leather jacket and boots, it gave him edge, and fed his overly inflated ego.

“I bet your man is worried about you.” He tormented, referring to your husband Changkyun. Your stomach lurched as you imagined your husband. He was a part of this world too; the mafia, but he doesn’t take your disappearances lightly. He has the other members, of course, but you? You’re different. You’re his outlet, the one he really trusts the most.

“He won’t be worried. A woman like me can handle myself.” You speak confidently in spite of your trembling heart. It was like a sudden hit of realisation. You were in GOT7’s base, and Changkyun would be falling straight into their trap if he attempted to come to your rescue.

“Oh sure.” Jackson grinned, “You’re so intimidating.”

“So where’s your other half, huh?” You hiss, “He’s usually not far astray.”

“Mark?” Jackson questioned, “He’s on his way. I promised him that if I was going to kill you then I’d at least put on a good show if it.”

You rolled your eyes. “Go to hell.”

“I’m already living in it honey.” He spoke, winking at you. “This is the worst life of all. You should be happy I’m giving you the easy way out of it.”

The air felt colder, you could only distract Jackson for as long as Mark arrived. Jackson is easy to get around; he’s stupid. But Mark? Not so simple. He has the eyes of a deer and a mind of a psychopath. They all say JB is the leader, but it’s easy for you to see who really runs this organisation.

“Who do you think you are to call my wife honey?”

Your heart stopped.

“Ah, I was wondering how long it would take for you to get here lover boy.” Jackson laughed. So much so, he keeled over, laughing so hard anyone would have thought his joke had actually been funny.

Changkyun stepped out from behind you, but your wrists were being freed by another. You assumed he had brought someone along. You felt a little more relieved.

Jackson regained composure, not looking at all worried as you took to your feet, standing by your husband’s side and Wonho taking your other. You looked from one man to the other, but they were both solely fixated on Jackson.

It all happened in a second.

An arm restrained your neck, pulling you back with a small scream coming from your lips. The clasp was tight, and you could see a blade as it was pressed against your abdomen. Not enough to pierce, but enough to hurt. You coughed helplessly. Changkyun and Wonho finally gave you their attention to look back at you in utter shock.

“I told you he’d be here soon.” Jackson smiled, looking smug with himself.

Wonho pointed a gun. Mark cleared his throat.

“Shoot him and I’ll stab {y/n}. Is that what you want?”

Wonho’s eye twitched in aggravation, but he lowered the pistol.

“Let {y/n} go, and perhaps we can make a deal.” Changkyun tried to reason. Jackson laughed again.

“Talking is boring.” Mark drawled from above you. Your throat was trapped, your were struggling for breath. You gasped for it, begging for it without words.

“Son of a-” Changkyun suddenly stopped when he watched you take action. You slammed your fist against Mark’s hand. Like a rookie, he dropped the blade. You then shoved your fist against his crotch. You took a more violent turn, slamming all your force against his face.

Finally, the others caught on and fought their battles too.

Mark shoved you. Changkyun caught you.

Wonho kicked Jackson, but it was enough to daze him completely.

The three of you ran without confirmation. It was like each of you knew what the other was thinking.

“Never get caught again.” Changkyun told you between breaths.

“Then don’t let me go.”

I used to work at jay seapennies. I have a few good stories from there but this is probably my weirdest.

One day I was helping an elderly lady with something and a manager said hi as he passed us. We both said hi back and after he left she told me “You should get together with him.” I quickly said “oh, I’m spoken for!” along with nervous laughter (because I was engaged at the time, plus I’m 98% sure he had a girlfriend also he wasn’t really my type, but that’s beside the point).

She started LAUGHING and said “oh, I’m just kidding, you’re so cute ‘I’m spoken for’ hahaha” like why. Why the hell would you try to set people up if you don’t know them?! I mean if it were my grandma saying that he was cute that’s different, but I had never seen that lady before in my life!

Neymar on his goals against PSG in the Champions League

“After the 4th (goal) yes. I hoped for one more little goal to give that “Pô, we almost got it” flavor. And after a few minutes the penalty kick came out.

I only remember at the time I got the ball to hit the penalty, at the time I was concentrating, I would only listen to someone saying that I only had five minutes to play. Then I already thought: [Bleep], I have to do this [Bleep] if not I’ll [Bleep].

Messi said: “You go”. I said, “Alright!” I just thought, “I have to do it so we can have at least a chance to try something extraordinary.”

As soon as I scored the goal it was a total relief because it put us in the game. Already excited the whole stadium and everyone. And then the historic goal happened.”

(Translated via Google Translate so excuse any spelling mistakes)

Wrong chat (mxm)

neutral POV; Jimin x Jungkook; 679 words

Thanks for requesting. For this I had tree ideas and I’ll all of them, but I need some time. I started with this one because it’s my first time writing in english and I wanted to do something similar (like neutral POV) until I get used to that “you” style. Hahaha. I writed it with all my heart, so I hope you’ll enjoy and please, excuse me if i have some mistakes :3

Originally posted by satellite-jeon

Everyone knew that the maknae line was always full of energy and playful. But lately, Jimin and Jungkook were even more playful. They seemed closer than ever, sitting just the two of them on the sofa, talking quietly to each other. During the practice there were more skin touching and stares, but none of the other members knew what was going on.

Once Yoongi saw Jimin licking his lips while staring at Jungkook’s hips, but half-asleep, he thought it was nothing.

And there was that one time (more than one actually) when Jungkook ‘accidently’ touched Jimin’s ass, but for the others that was just it – an accident. When seven young boys live and work together, those stuff are somehow normal. But between those two’s actions was something more.

Namjoon was in his room, enjoying his new book when he heard his phone. It was such a good moment, that he ignored the text. After a minute his phone sounded like it was going to explode.

Namjoon opened the chathead and his chin dropped down.

[9:48pm] Jimin: I know that you have to practice with Jin

[9:48pm] Jimin: but…

[9:49pm] Jimin: I really need you, Kookie. Right here, right now.

[9:49pm] Jimin: I need your thick dick buried deep in my ass.

[9:50pm] Jimin: Idc that NJ is in his room. Please, daddy, I want to hear you moan my name while pounding me hard…

[9:50pm] Namjoon: JIMIN!! WHAT THE FUCK??

[9:51pm] Jimin: FUCK! Sorry. Wrong chat…

[9:51pm] Namjoon: Better not be naked, cuz I’m coming to your room.

Namjoon wasn’t against those kind of relationships, but when something like this was happening between the wall of their dorm, they had to have a talk.

“I need and explanation” Namjoon said, closing the door, so no one could hear their small talk.

The younger boy’s cheeks turned bright red. He shrank shyly on his bed, hugging his knees and hiding his face behind them. “I don’t wanna”.

Namjoon smiled, letting a little laugh out of his lips. Jimin was too cute when he was this shy. “I didn’t knew you were so dirty. Daddy kink, huh?”

“Shut up!” embarrassed and angry, Jimin throw a pillow at his hyung.

“Mochi isn’t hard anymore?” Namjoon sat next to the boy and teased him. When no answer was recived, the older boy started to tickle this sweet angry ball that was Jimin right now. After a few moments they become one big cuddling mess on the bed.

One tickling session that seemed wrong in the golden maknae’s eyes. “What’s going on here?” Jungkook asked. His voice was shaking and his eyes were full with pain.

“It’s not what it looks like” Jimin jumped out of the bed as fast as he can, frightened that he might lose is boyfriend.

“I know your secret” Namjoon said with a smirk, still in bed, but Kookie looked confused. As he didn’t knew what was hyung talking about. “This horny mochi texted me something that was meant only for you.”

“You what!?” Jungkook almost screamed. “Seriously Jimin? You were that needy for me?”

Mochi become all red and shy again. And that was something that Kookie couldn’t let go that easy. “You deserve a punishment” he said, moving closer to his boyfriend, with lips barely touching while wrapping his arms around Jimin’s waist and squishing his butt.

“Eww…. Guys, get yourself a room” Namjoon said in disgust, but deep inside he was adoring them.

“But you are in our room. Get out or stay and watch” Jimin said breathing heavily, trying not to moan from Jungkook’s touch.

“Nope… I’m going to read my book and you, guys, try to stay quiet. We don’t need the others to know… for now” Namjoon closed their door and thought about how it would be from now on. As the only one who knew the secret, he had to prepare the rest for this and at the same time to hope no one would see the dirty mess those two are. But for now he let the maknae have their fun. 


That was it. Hope you liked it. 

Do you want second part where the rest of the boys find out about Jikook?

Three Things (Hamilton x Reader)

QUICK AND IMPORTANT NOTE: This has a “read more” thingy, but that didn’t work on my last fic for some reason, so PLEASE inform me if it doesn’t work for this one and you aren’t able to read it. Thank you!

The three reasons you fell in love are the three reasons you fell apart. (Modern day AU)

(I whipped this out in a very short time, but thank you all for your positive feedback on my last fic. Sorry this one is sadder.)

Word Count: 820 (hahaha sorry it’s short)

Pairing: Alexander Hamilton x Reader

Warnings: Cheating, really sad, probably grammar mistakes whoops

His words were the first thing that made your heart flutter.

He was just another guy at some party. Alexander Hamilton, he had proudly told you. You weren’t really interested in a relationship, but gave him your number simply because of his fierce persistence. After just three messages, you were hooked. Something about the way he used the words drew you in and captivated you. He was able to twist anything anyone said to his advantage, and always left you on edge just enough that you couldn’t possibly forget about the conversation you were having. Inadequacy dominated your feelings when you spoke with him, although he assured you that your wit was sharp enough to survive a date with him.

So one date turned into two, and two into three, until you barely went a day without seeing each other. He was far too flirtatious for his own good, which was the second reason you couldn’t seem to stay away from him. Much of what he said left your face burning or brought a teasing reply to your lips, but you loved every moment and craved more. And you always got more, because he was very careful about making sure he had time for you.

He was burdened by his work, writing constantly, but you didn’t mind; he could flirt at the same time. You actually enjoyed watching him work, and that was the third reason you slipped further in love with him. The way he bit his lip in concentration made you smile to yourself, and reading his completed papers filled you with pride. As you grew more comfortable with him, dates became infrequent, and your nights consisted mostly of watching him work. Your requests to go out were kindly turned down–he had to have this paper done by tomorrow. And that was okay. His work was important, and you still got to spend time with him. You were satisfied just sitting in his company.

But eventually, things began to wilt.

“Alex, please, we haven’t gone out in three weeks, and we’ve been eating the same pizza the last two nights. Just take a break, and let’s go somewhere for once.”

“I can’t, (Y/N), I’m sorry. This is important.”

Of course it was. It always was.

“More important than me?”

In an instant, he was out of his chair and standing next to you, taking your hands in his. “No, no of course not. But if I don’t finish this, I will lose my job. I’m sorry it’s like this. I want to give you everything you deserve. I want to give you the world, and every second of my time for the rest of my life. But this has to be done.”

He really was non-stop, and a part of you knew that you couldn’t live like that forever.

Alexander pulled you into a hug, and you put your head on his shoulder. “I love you,” he mumbled into your hair.

“I love you too.”

So you silenced your doubts and told yourself that love requires sacrifice. You would be okay.

You know you had made the right choice when the next night you received a call from Alexander asking you to go to dinner with him–anywhere you wanted.

The feelings of giddiness returned as you sat down to eat with him, and it was just like the beginning of your relationship again.

But with that came the flirting, only this time, it wasn’t directed at you.

Your waitress that night was absolutely beautiful, and you weren’t blind to the glances and smiles Alexander kept shooting her. Too afraid to ruin your night out, though, you kept your mouth shut. You know he wasn’t trying to hurt you, so you kept your mouth shut when he said something that made you clench your fists under the table, and you kept your mouth shut when he didn’t turn in the direction of his home after dropping you off at yours.

It didn’t mean anything. It’s not like he was going to cheat on you. He loved you.

But his love was withering, and when you found out just how much it had faded, your stomach twisted so fiercely you were almost sick.

Your coat was already halfway on in preparation to leave his house. You couldn’t look at him right now. You couldn’t be in the same room.

“It was just a kiss!”

His words brought a swell of rage into your body, and you turned, staring him straight in the eye. Just a kiss.

“What did you say?” Your voice was steady and ominously calm.

“I was just messing around! I– Look, it was just one kiss, and she didn’t mean anything, and none of it meant anything!”

The rage turned to ice. None of it meant anything.

“I know it didn’t. I see that now. Goodbye, Alexander.”

It was his words that hurt more than anything.

(People told me to stop apologizing for my writing so I’m going to try >_> Hope you enjoyed!)

Prompt (By anon): Misty gets a phone and accidentally texts Cordelia about her feelings.

A/N: I screamed when I saw this prompt, whoever sent me that please know you’re amazing.

“Misty, you have to save the number, not only type it!” Zoe laughed as she helped the Cajun; They were both seated on Zoe’s bed.

The girls thought it might me a good idea to give Misty a phone, since she used to spend hours at the Swamps just walking or thinking about everything and, sometimes, she’d take too long and the girls, specially Cordelia, who was her mentor, would stay really worried, so a phone seemed like the perfect thing. The only problem was Misty had no idea of how to use it or even how it worked; She didn’t care much about technology like the other girls, she had her radio and her Stevie Nicks’ songs, and for her that was more than enough.

“Damn Zoe, I don’t think I’ll be able to use it” Misty laughed

“You will, don’t worry!”

Zoe taught her the basic things; She saved all the girls numbers, including Cordelia’s, and showed her how to start a conversation, send messages and make calls.

It was getting late, so them all went to bed. Misty wasn’t sleepy that day, in fact she’d slept until late so she was full of energy; She kept hours rolling in her bed, lots of thoughts started coming to her mind, including the ones she denied everyday but had no power to deny when she was all alone with herself; She didn’t know what she felt towards her mentor; Misty had caught herself thinking about the older witch a lot of times, or staring at her not being able to even blink while at classes, or even feeling her stomach burn when she had to ask her some things on private at her office. Misty groaned as the thoughts started going deeper to a part where she didn’t even allowed herself to think of; The part of her where she secretly wanted and needed to kiss the mentor; A part where she knew exactly what she was feeling, and it scared her.

Misty groaned as she turned right, tapping her bedside table to find her phone;

“Ouch” Misty whispered as the bright light reached her face, making her shut her eyes strongly.

The Cajun had no idea of what to do, so she went straight to the messages and did exactly what Zoe had taught her: Tried to start a conversation. It was late at night so probably no one would answer, but what did she have to lose?

Misty’s eyes were a bit teary from the light and the image of the phone screen wasn’t completely clear yet, but she managed to click at Zoe’s number and type a simple “Hey?”. At least she thought she had.

Cordelia woke up to a little “bip” coming from her bedside table with a bright light. The older witch rubbed her eyes and took the phone, wondering who would have sent her a message at the middle of the night; She smiled when she saw Misty’s name.

“Hey! Is everything okay?”

“Yep, I just can’t sleep and thought it’d be a good idea to practice my skills on that thing hahaha if there was anyone up, of course”

Cordelia let out a laugh; Misty’s sincere way had always made her heart melt, it was a kind of purity she’d never seen on anyone before; Suddenly, the older woman wasn’t sleepy anymore and was willing to talk to the Cajun.

“Hahaha that’s a good idea actually, and I think you’re doing pretty fine!”

Misty was surprised at how fast she had learned to type on that little thing; And she was speechless at how the phone would change her mistaken letters for the right ones.

“Thanks! It might be useful after all, specially at times like this”

“I’m glad you liked it! Now I can call you before I have a heart attack cause you’ve been taking too long at the Swamps”

Misty laughed when she got the message; It was amazing how Zoe, as she thought it was, had always been so caring to her; She was the only girl Misty felt like sharing her thoughts and even her secrets and, since the first day she’d arrived there, she could instantly feel Zoe’s good energy.

“Hahaha thank you for caring! Speaking of it… Can I talk to you about something?”

“Of course I’d care about you! Sure, anything”

Misty didn’t know if she should or shouldn’t tell Zoe what was happening on her mind; But that specific night her thoughts had gone to a much deeper place where she felt like she couldn’t handle all the doubts alone, and knowing Zoe as the Cajun did, she knew she could always count on her.

“I’ve been having these feelings for some time now… and they scare me a lot”

Cordelia felt her stomach fill with little butterflies; What feelings did the Cajun mean? Inside her there was a small piece of hope for it to be the same she felt towards Misty;

“What feelings, darling? You know you can always count on me for anything, I’m your friend after all”

“I know, and I really appreciate it… it’s just that they confuse me a lot ‘cause I know it’s something impossible to happen”

“What do you mean?”

“Zoe… I think I’m in love with Delia” Misty took a long breath after sending the message, reading and re-reading it at the bright screen

When Cordelia read what she had just received her heart skipped a beat; Gosh, the woman she had been in love for months felt the same towards her; At the older woman’s mind it had always been something impossible, but now these news made her head go completely blank.

With shaky hands and a heavy breath, Cordelia managed to type an answer;

“Misty… that’s not Zoe’s number”

Misty felt her jaw drop when she saw the words; She started searching desperately for a name to see who she was talking to; The younger witch felt her whole body shiver when she saw “Delia” at the screen. Everything she could manage to do was search for her lamp and turn it on, feeling her tears coming down her face.

“Misty” A heavy breathed Cordelia opened the door, staring at the blonde

“Miss Cordelia” Misty sobbed “I’m so so-sorry”

Cordelia approached the bed and softly climbed closer to the younger witch; She started getting closer until she had her hands at the Cajun’s face, calmly sweeping away her tears.

“Hey… I’m in love with you too, since the first time I saw that beautiful, sweet girl entering the front door”

Misty opened a big smile and pressed her lips together with the Cordelia’s; It was a soft, gentle kiss full of passion. The Cajun calmly pulled apart, never topping stroking the older witch’s hair;

“I’m so glad I got that thing” Misty said with a grin; Cordelia giggled and pressed her lips at the Cajun’s again, not wanting to pull apart ever again.

trying to learn spanish have been so interesting because I guess I haven’t tried to learn a language I didn’t already mostly understand for so very long? It’s just been about single words or grammar or accents

But everytime I encounter something in spanish I don’t understand it u n t i l!  i read every word for itself, think of their individual meaning and then I can piece the meaning together and that’s just a completely different way of understanding than what I’ve been used to! It’s extremely unpractical hahaha. But also an insight i had long forgotten about

im kind of late but whatev

fresh belongs to @loverofpiggies

Kelley’s submission

Sorry, I don’t have a blog anymore (I deleted it due to hate/fandom drama) or I would send you a direct message :-). I think that J and G may have overestimated how well the keychains were going to sell or the campaign would have ended within a limited amount of time. I think what my have turned some people off to the campaign was the controversy surrounding one of the organizations but also that the money was going to be split two ways. 10$ to each campaign is great but then you have to remember that P and S will be getting a cut of the money because it is their product and they are producing it after all. Had they chose one charity or maybe it would have done better. That is of course my own opinion on the matter :-).

G did donate to the Republican campaign the first time around but publically supported the Democratic campaign so that’s why some of her fans have a hard time believing her at times because she does contradict herself (a lot).

My last point I wanted to address was Easter :-)! I for one always remember Easter as a time I spent with the whole family (cousins, Aunts, Uncles, Grandparents etc.) and it just warmed my heart to know that J and J would be spending a holiday like that together again. It’s the little things like that that make me so happy. I was a little shocked that G didn’t share a pic of the boys with ‘Sissy’ because in my mind it would have been the perfect time for a family picture to be shared. Then again it’s obvious all the pictures she’s using for her IG were taken before the baby was here, so maybe she’s waiting to share pictures until they get more professionally done. Hahaha sorry! Just talked to myself there. I was wondering why you personally thought that J was being so silent about the baby? Usually it’s something that J and G love to bring up whenever they can.

Hope you had a nice holiday (if you celebrate) if not, I hope you had a lovely Sunday! Have a great Monday, Sera!


Hello, dear Kelley!

I am so sorry to hear you got hate on your blog. I hope you feel like coming back one day! You shouldn’t allow the haters to have such power over you.

I think you’re right - the hearts are probably not selling quite as well as they expected. In addition to the reasons you listed, I have one to add: the product is incovenient. It’s too large to function as a keychain and too cutesy to work as a nametag. What exactly is it to be used for? A decorative item of no practical use? I thought it was a wallet when I first saw it, but turns out it’s just a large piece of dyed leather. I wouldn’t buy one even if this was a J2 campaign - I just don’t like to have useless things lying around in my home.

I haven’t really celebrated Easter after my childhood, but I understand it’s a significant holiday to religious people and a good occasion for everyone to have some family fun. Did you know this was the third Easter in a row they spent together that we know of? Check out this tweet by my lovely friend! Ah, we are so spoiled.

I don’t know if G was there, but Jared sure made it sound like she wasn’t. I guess we’ll see shortly if there will be delayed “family” pics to fix this, but by then it will be too late. We already have it gathered that J2 spent the evening with the kids and Jared had a photoshoot with a professional photographer earlier that day for the People magazine. With G or not, so far we don’t know. If she was there, it would still sound like she parted ways with the J’s for the night. I guess we’ll have to wait and see the results of that photoshoot.

Here’s a little something I wrote about the kid weirdness earlier this month. I hope you don’t mind if I don’t revisit the subject - it’s one that brings me great discomfort. Thank you for the letter, good miss! I hope you have a terrific week and that your Easter went well. :)

Originally posted by heavenlysams

anonymous asked:

Can you do a HC where newt and reader switch bodies because a potion messes up or something? But like tina doesn't know and she kisses 'newt' lol


Master list

-It’s not like you could blame him, the potion had been an experiment, perhaps using swooping evil venom wasn’t the smartest thing.
-And yet, when you looked over at Newt….or more like looked over at yourself, you felt this need to strangle your friend.
-“Newt….” Your voice had annoyance behind it. And even though the hufflepuff was in the same predicament you were he still smiled. Or you smiled? This was too weird.
-“Perhaps I can find a way to switch our bodies back.”
-“Do it fast…”
-It had been hours, and it was weird thinking if you’d stay like this Newt would eventually see you…his own body? God this was confusing. He’d see you naked, and your friendship didn’t need to go to that level.
-Both of you were settled in his study, you lying down on the sofa as he fumbled around his books and bottles.
-You were just resigning yourself to a fate of being in Newt’s body forever when you heard the case open and Tina began walking down the steps.
-“Newt, can I talk to you?”
-Tricky thing is, you both got up to move towards her.
-“Umm…in private, Newt.”
-You shot ‘Newt’ a look, and got off the sofa, smiling at Tina.
-“Of course.”
-You’d have to try your best to be Newt like, and that wasn’t entirely easy for you.
-She moved you behind his study, and her hand reached for yours in a gentle manner.
-“Wait, Tina what are you-”
-“Would you like to…umm, go grab some dinner? tonight?”
-Thing is, you knew Newt liked Tina, and Tina liked Newt. Everyone knew it actually. They were both terrible at hiding it from everyone but themselves…so why not give that push.
-You mentally smirk to yourself, and you squeeze her hand in yours. “Id love to.”
-“What?! No!”
-You’d both turn to see ‘you’ pop out of the corner, blushing madly and looking at you both in concern.
-And this is why he needed that push. You waved ‘Newt’ off, still smiling at Tina even though she looked confused. “Pay her no mind, she’s mad that one…point is, id love to have dinner with you.”
-Tina looks at you and just smiles back shyly, and she leans up and kisses you softly on the lips.
-And you stand there, body stiff from shock, and Newt’s just glaring at you as if you had just ruined his entire life.

I honestly wanted to make this longer, because I fell so hard for this idea and I can’t stop laughing.

Originally posted by cupsofmoondust

i added ears to my troll sprites

here, have a base just in case you happen to share my headcanon:

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Today, we are going to know some of the famous expressions Filipinos use. Note these does not have English translations. 


Use this when you can’t believe something a person just said. This is like saying “Really?” Example is 

Person 1: Ang ganda ko. (I’m beautiful)

Person 2: WEH?!

You can also say 



This can replace the word “joke” and to better understand, let’s use it in a sentence: 

Me: *confidently flips hair* Ganda ko talaga! Charot! Hahah (I’m so beautiful! charot / joke!)


Keri lang / Okay lang - it’s okay

Keri ko ‘yan - I can do that


This is used when something is too funny for your life. The number corresponds to the “laughs” you had when something is hilarious. 


Use this when someone is very proud of him/her or something. A sarcasm like this will most likely shut him/him up. 


Person 1: Perfect ko yung exam kanina  tapos isa lang mali ko sa seatwork! (I got a perfect score in our exam earlier and I only got one mistake in the seatwork! I’m such a genius!)

Person 2: EDI WOW! *then walks away*

Got questions? Drop them in my ask box :)

anonymous asked:

if you were a flower, what kind of flower would you want to be?

Hahaha, I was just thinking about this like LITERALLY last night.

If I had my way, I would be Datura stramonium. Jimsonweed. Something poisonous and beautiful with so much to share and teach. I’d call myself devil’s trumpet or moonflower though, because “jimsonweed” is not particularly evocative.


Hardy, gorgeous, sweet-smelling, really poisonous, often unwelcome, but also very useful.

I like jimsonweed. It produces highly toxic alkaloids that are actually really wonderful and useful to us humans in the form of potent medications (that are also poisons–nature and science are wonderful!), including scopolamine, atropine, and hyoscyamine.  I take hyoscyamine myself, I have a lot of love for this useful plant that we’ve been able to learn so much from. 

Seriously, the flowers smell so sweet.

I would probably actually be Dracunculus vulgarum:

AKA dragon arum, voodoo lily, corpse lily, etc.

Beautiful yet strange, intriguing, magnetic even, reticent, yet off-putting and unwelcome in most places.  Possibly surrounded by a cloud of flies.

This lovely plant achieves full bloom for only a few days each year, and at its peak, emits a smell that I can tell you from experience smells precisely like decomposing mice. (Yes.  Specifically: mice.)  Bear and I had an unexpected run-in with one of these beauties a few years ago and it is still one of my most magical memories.  (I am not being sarcastic, it was wonderful.)

In case it is not apparent, I love both these plants.


Alright so guys I went to the com as you could see with my past updates and I will tell you what happened to me, Alright so let’s begin shall we?

First I bought 2 meets with Eliza, 2 photos and one autograph, alright so tomorrow I still have one meet left and the autograph, and today I took the two photos and one meet.

First at the meet: 

SHE WAS SO FUCKING SWEET OMFG AND on the first minute of the meet, someone asked her : which accent do you like to do more?

and she aswered: “Oh american accent is fun.” and so I just said out loud: “was it hard to do?” and I didnt except her to look at me and give me a little giggle and answer me looking right into my eyes, we had a chat about accents , and then we said she couldn’t say withdraw in the american accent and she laughed. alright so that was the first time we talked, and it took like 3 minutes OF ELIZA FUCKING TAYLOR STARING AND TALKING TO ME.

So I raised my hand and said: “ Eliza first I want to thank you for everything, it really helped a lot , I  have a really bad time with my mom and dad, specially my mom. “ AND THEN SHE SAID BEFORE I COULD EVEN ASK MY FIRST QUESTION. “ awww im really sorry to hear that , im sorry babe” AND I WAS LIKE OHSAUHEOUSHESOUAHEUSAHEUOASHUESUAEHSA KILL ME…. So I gasped and I couln’t even continue my question, and she saw that and giggle and I tried to keep up, and I said: “ Sorry Eliza I’m really nervous…. “ AND SHE SAID: *giggles* “Don’t worry Im nervous as well hahaha, its fine really.”  HER GIGGLE IN PERSON OH MY GOD. Anyways, I laughed and said: “ Thanks to this fandom I could meet my Girlfriend , she’s from California and…” AND SHE SPOKE AGAIN “ AWWWWWW gongratulations! Im really happy for you!!! That’s amazing!” And I was like UEHSAOEUHSAEHSOAUEHOSAUHEUSHA I CANT OMFG I CANT DO THIS. So I tried to recompose myself “ Thanks hahha so Id like to thank you for that , for your acting as well you are so good! But anyways my question is : do you recall any deleted clexa scene that we didn’t see on the show?”  And she said : “ Oh, no I think you’ve seen it all,  I mean there were sometimes that we had to reshoot some scenes but yeah” And I said : “ Oh and what about bloopers? we dont really have any Bloopers with Alycia.” And she laughed and said: “ Well there weren’t a lot of bloopers hahaha, but we had some but I guess they didn’t put it because they didn’t find it funny enough” And I said: Ohh hahaha alright and she said : “ But my favorite bloopers is from season 1 , but I CANT FIND IT ANYWHERE!!!” and so me and two other girls said: “its on the dvd Eliza hahahaha” and she looked at us “ It is? o.o oh my god! “ and I said: “ Yea it is, and also you should check youtube, it’s also on youtube.” and then she said: “ Alright I will thanks!!” 

So after I HAD TO SAY SOMETHING ABOUT FANFIC HAHAHAHA BECAUSE I JUST HAD TO. so I said:“ So Eliza did you ever read any fanfics? “ and she laughed and said: “ No not really , but should I read them? I mean there are sex scenes in there right?” And I said: “ Well there are some fics with sex scenes but there are a lot that doesn’t, and they are really good too.” and she said : “ Oh realy? alright will you send me some after please?” AND I WAS ONCE AGAIN LIKE OAEHSIEHSAUHESAEA OMG and I laughed and said: “ SURE”  

So she was trying to say somethings in portuguese, and she looked at me when she tried to say: “ Churrasco” and I helped her and she tried again and I nodded she did that thing with her arm like: YES ACHIEVIMENT UNLOCKED while SHE WAS LOOKING AT ME SO FUCKING CUTE OMFG IM SO GAY I CANT–

Anyways . HAHAHAH so she tried to say “Eu te amo” which is I love you in portuguese, and she looked at me again hahahah, man omfg Im so…. and she said it IJSAIJEA *dead*

ANYWAYS. We talked about a lot of things, we talked about Clexacon, and she was always looking at me, and I’d always say something to her complementing things and she’d always chat back with me. IM STILL LIKE SEAIEHSAUHES SO I WILL ASK MY FRIEND WHAT WERE MY OTHER QUESTIONS BECAUSE RIGHT NOW I CATN REMEMBER SORRY GUYS. 

Anyways when we went to take the photo I WAS LIKE REALLY CLOSE TO HER , and she was trying to stay with one foot on the ground and the other on the stairs, and she was like off balance for a second and I said : “ Are you ok Eliza? “ and she looked into my eyes, and she was like 5 inches away from my face, “ Yes im ok hahaha thanks “ OH GOD IM SO DONE EISAHSUHUSEAAHUSE

Anyways so I had the two pics with her: I was holding this shirt that you are going to see on the photo, and I drew that and it was a gift for her. So I had two photos to take with her, so I came closer and said: Heeeeey she said : “HEEEEY” , OMFG SHES SO CUTE hahahahhaha and I asked if I could hug her, and she said: “ YES OF COURSE” and opened her arms really wide , I hugged her and GOD HER HAIR, THE SMELL HOESAHEOHAEHSA DYING, AND HER HUG ESHAOUSA, alright so I handed the shirt to her and said: “its a gift for you hahahaha I drew that” and she read it and said: “ Oh my god Clexakru captain YEEEEEI * while shaking the shirt* IM YOUR CAPTAIN “ AND I FUCKING CHEERED WITH HER : YESSSSSS OUR CAPTAIN! anyways she asked if I wanted her to hold the shirt on the photo and I said YES. SO GUYS HERE COMES THE BEST PART….. SHE HELD THE SHIRT AND TOLD ME TO HUG HER FROM BEHIND AND SO I DID, MY FRIENDS THAT WERE WAITING TO TAKE A PHOTO WITH HER, SAID WE LOOKED LIKE A COUPLE GOD I CATN WAIT TO SEE THAT PHOTO OMFG OSOEAHESUHUSEAHUSEA BECAUSE IM TALLER THAN HER SO FUCK I HAD AND HELD ELIZA FUCKING TAYLOR IN MY ARMS SEIJASIJISJAISJPAPSJAPIJSAPIJESPIJESAIJESAIJPESAIEJASEIJSAESIJAESJAIESJEAIJESAIJ WE TOOK THE PHOTO AND SHE SAID THANKS, AND ASKED WHAT I WANTED ON THE SECOND PHOTO BUT SERIOUSLY I WAS SO HIGH WITH THAT SAOHIESAHUSA THAT I JUST SAID: “ LETS JUST HUG OURSELVES” and she saw that I was still like OMFG and she giggled and said alright, so she hugged me tight hahahaha SO CUTE . so before I left she gave me two more hugs, SO 5 FUCKING HUGS, ELIZA FUCKING TAYLOR HUGGED ME 5 TIMES. and said thanks about the shirt OUSEAHUESOUAEHSA IMI SO… ANYWAYS I HOPE TOMORROW I HAVE MORE EXCITING THINGS TO TELL YOU IM SO UHSAHOSEAHUESA 


anonymous asked:

what is replay?

it’s the game louis and liam (and i think zayn?? i’m not sure hahaha) used to play…like one of them would be speaking and then another person would say “replay” and the person who was speaking first has to repeat the last thing they said 😂 i remember there was one where i think liam was speaking in an interview and louis said something like “replay in a high-pitched voice” so liam had to say the last thing he said in a high-pitched voice