i hope u see this anon

anonymous asked:

Om gosh… sowwy 2 b0th3r but… *blushes* Im going 2 make my next fursuit… based on u!!! x3 i need snuggles❤️ when i die x-x and go to anime heaven… i hope u’ll see me der! :3 XD *wags tail* *bops your nose* x)c ily!! OwO !!!!11!!1!11

please i have depression

anonymous asked:

hi I like your writing but you really should my call lance "McClain" in your fics. Lance is canon Cuban in VLD, it isn't a Cuban last name and was only his last name in go lion, when he was white. Using it is kinda whitewash-y. Maybe next time use a Cuban name! Have a good day!


now, you want me to stop using ‘McClain’ as lance’s last name because it’s not “cuban”, right? 

ok. i get where you’re coming from and i understand. “McClain” has a history linking back to scotland and the like, so i get why you’d say it’s “whitewash-y”. however, that being said, i don’t think it’s white-washing to use that as his last name.

i’m going to state here: i’m not cuban. i’m white. i’m not going to preach on behalf of poc - cubans in particular, i’m just going to give my opinion. feel free to message me again if you want to discuss this (or if i say smth bad). 

k, now bc i’m white, all i’m going to say is: i don’t think you should be claiming that lance’s last name can’t be mcclain purely because it does have scottish links. lance’s family, (as seen below), aren’t all poc. in fact, some of them are white, i would say.

what does this mean? lance could be biracial. in fact, i headcanon him as such. is that a problem? literally no. having biracial representation is really cool too! 

so it wouldn’t be much of a stretch for his last name to be mcclain if his dad is white and his mother is cuban.

REGARDLESS, labelling names as black/white/asian/etc isn’t … the best thing to do, i don’t think. i’m not sure how to word this exactly but: names don’t define ethnicity / race. 

in short: i’m going to keep using McClain as Lance’s last name until we get a different one, if that happens. i’m sorry if this offends you or upsets you.

anonymous asked:

I hope you're having a fantastic day! ❤ Just wanted to clear up things for that anon - i'm really sorry that happened to u honestly who the fuck breaks up with some1 the day u meet? (i hope you're in a better place now though!) But i have no intentions of letting go of Anna unless she wants me to. Heck yeah im nervous travelling across the world but we both WANT to make this work! Yea relationships are hard work which is why im working so hard myself. cause i definitely want to hold onto her 💙

Kelsey accidentally turned this on anon 

ya dingus

BUT as you can see, we are an even team effort in this relationship! I know I’m saving up already so I can go visit where she lives. I would say I’m working hard to keep this relationship going  but I like that saying “if you’re doing something you love then you’ll never work a day in your life”. Because I love her, yes I help her with hard times, but non of it seems like working. (Ok, maybe I have to work hard to remember to respond to things but I blame that on my phone being a shit and the time differences!)  I’m just proud of our relationship so far because we make a great team so far and I can’t wait for her to get here so we can keep working together! 

disability au’s: tourette syndrome! 

  • you have a tic where you click your tongue a few times in a row during class and it’s really loud so I can tell you get embarrassed by the looks u get. just becaus I’m an idiot though and like seeing you smile I end up drumming on the table to start a jam session with ur clicks as the baseline and we sound awesome man ayyy
  • I like to bet the odds of how many tics I’ll have in a spell every once in a while just because I like money&gambling but ur stupit ass always guesses right and it pisses me the hell off because im the one with the tic so how do u even know this what thenfuck 
  • your tic involves shaking your head back and forth and sometimes u hit me with your hair but I don’t rly mind cause its hella pretty and ur hairflip motion is A1
    • also i can see you get embarrassed by it and apologize but i like shamelessly flirting with you and joke that if I had hair like that I’d ‘flip it around all day too’ cause it makes u snort and smile
  • I have those really frustrating tics where I feel the need to curse unstoppably & of course it’s in the middle of a test when the room is deadass silent so I’m jus sittin here whispering “fuck” to myself over and over and I can see you noticing me but apparently not really noticing bc you just circled an answer on your paper saying “same" 
  • I didn’t know you had tourettes even though we kinda share looks all the time in art class, so when I held up my piece to show you it you grimaced/rolled your eyes and immediately mouthed a big apology and all I can do is laugh cause hey, your pretty cute when you’re embarrassed  
  • you never eat much around people because you hum when you do and it’s embarrassing, but I didn’t know that so when I forced you to try some of my cooking I had to admit, I just thought you liked it a whole lot man I was super happy 
  • the tics I get spasm my shoulder muscles and they’re really fucking annoying sometimes so I get frustrated and you always think it’s funniest thing to hear me cursing the hell out of everything when I go into a spell when it’s NOT– I hate it and I hate yuo and stop making me laugh so hard while this happening YOU’RE NOT HELPING
Stitches [Rick Grimes x Reader]

Hi! Will u pls do one where the reader is a nurse at alexandria and rick gets hurt and has to come see you so u can bandage him up? And shes younger and has always had a crush on him and he knows but has never acted on it. And maybe while shes helping him they start talking about personal stuff and she gets shy and blushes and hes teasing her about how he knows she likes him or something like that and it ends in super dirty smut?? I hope this makes sense lol. Thank u! 💓

Oh my gosh, this was so much fun to write. Hope I did it justice, anon! 😊

Words: 1,644

Warnings: smut, swearing, unprotected sex, dirty talk

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Barry Allen- Getting hurt

Requested by anon:  Hi ❤️ could you do a Barry Allen imagine where the reader gets hurt by one of his rivals or something and Barry helps clean her up and just takes care of her wounds that night and the next days is just really clingy and overprotective cuz he loves her so much and can’t stand to see her hurt?? Lots of fluff Sorry if that was to long or if u have something like it but thx & love your blog ❤️

Words: 1275

A/N: Well I was done with it earlier then I thought. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. And by the way I got 185 folowers. Yesterday I had 170. I really appreciate it <3 :)

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random/cute hobi texts ‼️💓 here u go anon

just to clarify, when it says “You’re gonna pay for that when I get home.” That’s hoseok getting his phone back and seeing you calling him a nerd😂 he likes being a little dominant sometimes 😈 (but he’s also super in love with you and misses you a FUCK TON) 💖

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Number One (Minghao)

Fluff for anon~ ♥ I’m honestly not sure what this is but I hope you like it ;u;

The first time you saw Xu Minghao, he was dancing. It was February, and you had gone to see a dance competition your friend was taking part in, and while cheering for your friend, the blond boy caught your attention with his smooth moves, complex dance and determined expressions.

He ended up coming first in the competition, while your friend came third, and you were one of the first ones to go see the top three after the announcement. While you were on your way to your friend, Minghao walked past you, and overwhelmed by the excitement of the event, you managed to somehow dig up enough courage to talk to him.

“Hey, Minghao, right? You were amazing up there,” you said, probably looking as happy and excited as you felt, and the boy rubbed his nose lightly while laughing. His laughter was practically music to your ears, and you found yourself smiling even more because of it.

“Thanks, I practiced for quite a while,” he admitted a bit shyly, far from the confident, almost cheeky boy you had seen on the stage. 

“Oh, I bet. Congratulations on first place!” From the corner of your eye, you could see your friend approaching you, so you smiled at Minghao. “But I need to go congratulate my friend. See you sometime, Minghao!”

“Sure,” he said, a bit confused, and watched you run off to your friend with open arms. When you both laughed together out of joy, he chuckled to himself. He was about to leave and find his own friends, but felt something bugging him, which was why he turned back around. “Wait! What’s your name?”

Still hugging your friend, you grinned at Minghao. “Y/N!”

“Y/N,” Minghao said to himself, as if to see how your name sounded on his tongue, and smiled brightly while raising a hand to a wave. “See you around, Y/N!”

Your cheeks were heated for more reasons than one, and your cheeks were hurting from all the smiling, but it didn’t matter to you.

The second time you saw Minghao was a few months after the dance competition, at another one of those. He was just as cool as he was then, with a new choreography that he performed flawlessly, and you were just as mesmerized as you were the first time.

That time, too, you saw him after he had, which was honestly rather unsurprising to you, won the first place again. He had dyed his hair brown, but he was just as cheerful yet on the shyer side when he was off stage. Upon seeing you, his expression brightened even more than it already had.

“Y/N, you’re here again,” he stated the obvious, and you shrugged as you walked up to him. It was amazing that he still remembered you, but for the sake of acting normal, you tried not to think about it.

“I was watching and cheering for my friend again, but she didn’t place in the top 3, so I kinda–”

“Ditched her and came to congratulate me instead?” Minghao snickered, fiddling with the small trophy he had gotten. You tugged at the hem of your shirt.

“Basically, yeah,” you admitted, and Minghao laughed some more, which also made you laugh. It might’ve been only two months between your previous meeting and that day, but to you it felt like he had grown a lot - and oddly enough, it felt like you had grown fond of him despite not knowing him.

You might have stalked his Instagram an almost unhealthy amount, but it wasn’t the point!

Minghao was quiet for a while, but when you were almost ready to excuse yourself because the situation felt a lot more awkward than you had imagined it, he spoke up.

“Would you like to give me your number or something? We could hang out sometime, and… yeah,” he said, his cheeks gaining a soft tint of pink to them. You were a bit startled, so you just blinked a couple of times before digging your phone from your pocket in such a rush that it made Minghao laugh heartily.

“A-and if you’d like to give me yours, too..!” you stammered a little and nearly dropped your phone when you gave it to the boy. He shook his head in amusement and patted your shoulder lightly, laughing while saying that you should calm down.

Minghao’s test text message to you was simple, yet it had your ears burning and your heart beating fast.

You’re cute when you get nervous :p

Ever since you got each other’s numbers, the two of you spent a considerable amount of time texting and speaking on the phone with each other, getting to know each other. You were giddy about the fact that he seemed just as interested in you as you were in him, and within only a week or two you had practically shared your life stories with each other, with the most personal bits cut out.

Then you started going out. At first it was just you and him simply going out with nothing more implicated: you’d go watch a funny movie, see a street dancer, go shopping and so on, and you quickly figured that you were never bored with him. He was funny and sweet, and those added to his warm hugs and smiles, you were feeling quite a few things towards him.

One evening in early summer, you were sitting on a bench in a park that was by a river, and the Sun was about to set. You were eating ice cream, both of you laughing when yours kept melting so that your fingers were covered in it.

“You’ll need some paper,” Minghao laughed and gave you some, which you thanked him for while giggling. He shook his head and watched you wipe your fingers before wrapping the paper around your ice cream cone. When you could still feel his gaze on you when you continued eating your ice cream, you turned to look at him with raised eyebrows. “Is there something on my face?”

“No, I was just wondering…” he started and scooted closer to you on the bench. You nodded slowly, hoping that it wasn’t showing just how excited yet nervous and even terrified you were about such a sentence starter. “…if you’d like to go out with me? You know, like… date me.”

Your ice cream fell to the ground with the shock brought by his words, but you didn’t care. For a while Minghao looked worried, but when you broke into a wide smile and nodded, his facial muscles relaxed, too. He covered your cleaner hand, which was on the bench between your legs, with his, and squeezed it lightly. 

“This isn’t too bad of a first date, then.”

On your first New Year’s together, you and Minghao were sitting by the window in his apartment, glasses of cheap champagne in your hands and candles giving you light in the otherwise rather dark night.

He looked at you softly, adoring every little detail of your face. Whenever you got excited about fireworks, he took in the way your eyes lighted up and how you rose in your seat, and smiled to himself.

Slowly, Minghao moved his gaze from you to the fireworks in the sky and took a sip from his champagne. 

“I’m going to marry you one day.”

It was precisely at that moment that the sky lit up with fireworks, and from your confusion you barely realized that Minghao had cupped your cheek and pressed his lips to yours gently. You replied to it with your eyes fluttering shut, and after a moment that was absolutely perfect, he pulled away slowly.

“Happy new year, Y/N,” he smiled widely and rubbed his nose into yours a little. You bit your lower lip lightly while smiling widely, too. Minghao could’ve sworn that your eyes sparkled when you looked into his and wished him a happy new year.

You sat in silence for a moment, you resting your head on Minghao’s shoulder and him holding you close to him with his head on top of yours, both of you looking out of the window.

“What you said earlier… Good luck, because I can be a handful,” you laughed with flushed cheeks, your heart beating fast inside of your chest. Minghao shrugged, a wide smile still present on his lips.

“Oh, I know, but honestly, I don’t really care. I’ve got two hands, you know,” he snickered and intertwined your fingers while slowly moving his gaze back to the sky to admire all the colors. You snorted at his words and shook your head as you cuddled better into him. “But don’t worry, that wasn’t a proposal. I just wanted to let you know that it’s highly likely that one day, there will be.”

Your heart skipped a beat.

“That sounds like a good day,” you whispered, your eyes locked on him, looking about as serene yet determined as he did when you had first seen him at the dance competition and he had snatched himself the first prize. 

Only, now he had snatched your heart - not that that would’ve been a new thing.

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Summary: Phil can’t help wondering what Dan likes so much about bottoming…

Word Count: 1.4k

Genre: honestly genre do u think this is

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Thomas Jefferson x Reader 

(Jealousy Pt. 2)

Note: You asked for it, and I have now delivered. Enjoy! Also this picks up right where Part one left off (part one is linked above for those of you who haven’t read it) I was gonna make y’all wait for it a little longer but I couldn’t be bothered waiting. Here you go! 

Requests: @macayla0616 can u plz do a part two to Jealousy? if it’s a convenient time for u

@fandoms-arelove-fandoms-arelife Can you please do a part two of jeolousy?Anon- Jealousy part two??!?

Anon- Oh man I hope there will be a part 2 of jealousy I would hate to see that end with such an argument and no resolution ;v; 💖

Anon- Jealously sequel????

Anon- Please tell me jealousy part 2 is coming and coming soon!! 😍

Word Count: 711

Originally posted by sonofhistory

After storming out of your shared apartment Thomas walks for what feels like hours, not paying attention to where he’s going, determined to let the cool evening air calm him down. 

Eventually he finds himself outside of Madison’s apartment. A part of him want’s to turn around and leave, to just keep walking until he feels better. But the other part of him knows that if there’s anyone who can talk some sense into him and calm him down, it’s James.

With a sigh Thomas knocks once, twice and three times. 

“James I know you’re sick and you said you don’t want any company but I need to talk” Thomas calls out, resting his forehead gently on the door. 

Now that he’s here and finally speaking with someone he no longer feels the anger that was burning in him when he stormed out, he’s just exhausted. 

It takes a few minutes but eventually James opens the door, tissues clutched in his hand and a blanket pulled tight around his shoulders and an eyebrow raised.

“What do you want? My illness? Because that’s what you’ll get if you come in” he asks. 

“I don’t care okay, just let me in” Thomas grumbles, pushing past his sick friend and barging into the apartment. 

James sighs, he knows he can’t get rid of Thomas when he’s like this, closing the door before making his way back to the nest he’s made for himself on the couch. 

“So what is it that’s so urgent you felt the need to barge in?” James asks, watching as Thomas paces the room. 

“I think Y/N is cheating on me. With Hamilton” That was not what James was expecting to come out of his mouth and he frowns.

“Why would you think that?” 

“She’s always talking about him or talking to him! It’s always ‘oh Thomas guess what Alex did today’ or ‘oh Thomas Alex is so great’. Give me a fucking break” Thomas rants as he continues his pacing through the room. 

James blows his nose and leans back against the couch “You’re such an idiot Thomas” He mutters exasperatedly, looking up at the ceiling. 

“What? How and I an idiot?” 

“Y/N is not cheating on you. She loves you, a lot. She’s always talking about Hamilton because he’s her friend and she wants the two of you to at least be able to be in the same room together without fighting” James explains, still staring at the ceiling. 

Thomas stops in his tracks and narrows his eyes at his friend on the couch. 

“How would you know that?” He demands, James turns his head slightly to glare at him. 

“Because I’m your best friend and Y/N has talked to me about you before. She wouldn’t cheat on you. And she’s not interested in Hamilton like that”

Thomas sighs as he takes a seat on the arm of the couch. 

“You think I should have heard her out?” he asks, looking down at the floor. 

“Yes I do. Go home and talk to her. Calmly” James tells him. Thomas nods and heads for the door. 

“Thanks James” he says with a small smile. “And get better soon” he adds which earns him a smile and a roll of the eyes from James.

“Just don’t get all hot headed and jump down her throat. Let her talk before you start” Thomas gives him a small salute before slipping out the door, closing it behind him.

As Thomas gets back to the apartment, he notices how much calmer he feels after his conversation with James. 

Just go in there, tell her you were an ass and listen to her explain. It’s fine, it was all just a misunderstanding. James said not to get hot headed, I’m not going to get hot headed.

He takes deep breaths as he unlocks the door and steps through. “Babe I’m back” he calls out, dropping his keys onto the bowl by the door. “I’m sorry I stormed out, but I’m ready to talk now. Calmly” he explains as he makes his way into the living room. 

What he finds there is enough to make all of James’s warnings about staying calm go flying out the window.

“Oh you have got to be fucking kidding me” Thomas says, the anger flooding back into his body. 

There you are sitting in the same spot as you were before, your eyes now red from tears, with Hamilton’s arms wrapped around you. 

“Thomas?” you ask, your eyes wide with shock as you look up at him. “No, no Thomas this isn’t what it looks like” you say quickly, in the hope that he won’t get too mad before you can explain. 

“It looks like you’re getting cozy with him, you’re telling me that’s not what this is?” Thomas asks through gritted teeth. By his sides his fists are clenched and he’s desperately trying not to explode. 

Hamilton quickly slides out from behind you and stands up, closing the distance between him and Thomas. 

“Listen to her Jefferson, this isn’t what it looks like I swear” Hamilton says, holding his hands out in front of him in an attempt to calm Thomas down. 

“Oh sure it’s not what it looks like” Thomas chuckles, he doesn’t stop to think before slamming his fist into Hamilton’s jaw. 

“Thomas!” You exclaim as Hamilton stumbles, falling back into the couch. 

Thomas stares down at his fist in shock as you rush to Hamilton’s side, checking the damage done by him. 

So much for not getting hot headed.

*the anon from earlier, decided to submit this after u seemed that you would like to see it* I guess its bad and old now… (I drew it as a smol thank you after you were such a kind bean and let me chat with u if u can still remember) Maybe I am gonna redraw them later when I get time to draw on my pc……

Hope you like it, perfpie.

————- Perf: ITS BEAUTIFUL!! ❤️❤️✨💕🌟💖🎈I luv the way you drew them! So cute!!!