So do I, for the past 2 days I’ve been the most sick I’ve been in years. I’ve had a steady fever of 38.5 - 39.5 C (101 - 103 F) and a really bad cough and sore throat. I’ve literally been just a lump in bed, just waiting it out. The fever has finally calmed down a bit, but I still have trouble swallowing and I had to dim the brightness on my phone all the way, and wear sunglasses to look at any screen, or my eyes burn. No fun!
Hey yeah so I wanted to thank you, your art is like a safe space for me, even now that I'm in a rough part of my life (I was diagnosed with anxiety disorder), every time i see your art it makes my day, and I'm so amazed by your progress, hopefully you'll never stop drawing. Thank you.
Thank you for your words! This kind of messages is always the best<3
I hope the situation in your life will get much better soon!
V with 304? Also! Congrats on 300! I'm really glad you're getting more exposure, since your work is incredibly amazing. I've admired what you create and how you do it for as long as I've been on this site (admittedly, not long, but enough to love your pieces) and I really hope you'll feel better as soon as possible. Much love to you!
i hope you'll feel better soon! congrats on the followers!!! also, do you have any bilingual hunk&lance headcanons?
Thank you so much!!! And as for the headcanons…
I may have mentioned this before, but I have this headcanon that Lance is super good at learning languages. He loves to learn them too because it means that he can talk to and get to know more people, which is pretty awesome tbh.
He caught on to English real quick because he always took the time to listen to American music and sing along, it’s the best way to practice language if you ask me.
He loves to listen to music in all different languages, even if he doesn’t quite understand them yet.
He probably took French in high school because it’s the so-called “language of love” and he wanted to impress people he was flirting with. Turns out he really enjoyed learning it and he wants to learn a bunch of new languages in the future.
Lance has trouble trying to remember various words all the time because he keeps coming up with the word in a different language, which is not what he needs right now, thank you very much.
He talks to himself in Spanish when he’s feeling homesick, it’s a comforting sound and it keeps him grounded. Plus, it reminds him of his family and the fact that he’s doing this for them.
Hunk probably learned English a lot earlier on in life because of how common it is on Samoa, but he prefers speaking Samoan to anything. He never uses English when he’s with his family.
He talks to himself in Samoan all the time, it’s so calming and he loves it because it’s such a pretty language and it makes him feel at home.
Lance and Hunk will rant to each other in Spanish and Samoan respectively because, even though they can barely understand a word of what the other is saying, it’s such a nice feeling to be able to talk freely.
They are the greatest of friends and will often teach each other small phrases and words because just spreading the language is a happy feeling.
I did it. Blame it on Ed and his wonderful songs/video clips.
to @the-emerald-daisy. I don’t know if this is domestic enough for
you, but… at least it’s 100% fluff haha. Anyways, I hope you’ll
like this :)
(I have to admit though, this is a bit – a lot lmao? – cheesy but… I couldn’t help it. I just hope it won’t be too much :’))
video I’m putting with this is just a part for a multicouples collab vid I’m doing with other
editors on YouTube and since it’s the same song and Peraltiago… I
figured I could share it here, if someone’s interested! (The whole vid hasn’t
been uploaded yet so I can’t share it unfortunately.)
someone who gets cold quite easily, it’s obvious that Amy Santiago
doesn’t like the snow.
it’s not really that she doesn’t like
– she does
it beautiful, those millions of little flakes falling from the sky
and turning everything white on their way as they pile up on the
ground – but she’d rather enjoy this view from indoors, a blanket
covering her body and a cup of hot chocolate in her hands as she
lazily watches it through her window with her fiancé by her side
than having to actually be outside under such a bad weather.
Something that tends to happen a lot, unfortunately, given her job
and how it requires for her and the rest of the squad to always leave
their precinct and go out on the field for one reason or another.
she asked Jake to engage in a slow dance in the middle of the streets
of Brooklyn past midnight under the first snow of the year in that
month of November is still a mystery then.
were quietly walking towards their car hand-in-hand after having some
to be exact, for her – and none for him, as he was the one driving
them home that night) at Shaw’s
their friends and colleagues to celebrate another closed case when
she suddenly stopped in her tracks. She’d heard some music coming
from one of the apartments above as someone up there had opened a
window to smoke during what must have been some party, and that’s
all it took for the idea to creep into her mind. She turned towards
her fiancé, a huge, playful grin lighting her features in the dark
of the cloudy night, and took his second hand in hers to pull him
closer to her chest.
raised a confused eyebrow at her as she started encircling his neck
with her arms, but didn’t complain for all that, even letting his
own hands find their place at her waist instinctively. He still
asked, though, “What are you doing?”
better get started on practicing for our wedding dance right now,”
she shrugged, her smile even brighter now that she let the words out.
“And I like this song, it kind of reminds me of us,” she went on
Hi! Can you write an imagine were Liam is sick and the reader looks after him, just lots of fluff? Xx
so the reader and Liam are not a thing, they have crushes on each other. This one isn’t my best, but I still wanted to put something out there before the weekend started. Maybe I’ll retype it later on, idk. But thank you, anon, who requested it. Hope you like it! xx
For some reason, you
thought werewolves couldn’t get sick because of the healing powers. They can’t
get drunk and they can’t get high, but for some reason, they can get sick.
had been coughing for a week now. At first, it started off as a tickle in his
throat, nothing too major, right? But then came the sneezing… then the running
nose and fever. His body ached and all he wanted to do was sleep.
look terrible,” You said as you came up behind Liam, your hands on his
shoulders, who was busy grabbing his books out of his locker. He turned to look
at you and you caught sight of his red nose and tired eyes. “Are you sick?” You
asked with your brows furrowed. You place a hand on his forehead and he was
coughed and looked at you, “Thanks, (Y/N), I know.”
need to go home,” You said sternly, “C’mon, I’ll take you home.” Your arms
wrapped around him and he let you lead him out of the school without
up to Liam’s house and he turned to you and said, “My parents aren’t home, but
I’ll be fine.” He gave you a small smile.
You chuckled, “I’m going to take care of you, Liam.” You beamed at him,
grabbing your bag from the backseat.
you’ll get sick too, (Y/N)!” He protested, “And plus, you don’t have to!”
rolled your eyes at the sick boy, “My mom is a nurse, I know what I’m doing.” You
stated, getting out of your car and going to the other side to help Liam out.
mom is a nurse, not you!”
down, colds are easy to take care of.”
few minutes of bickering, Liam decided to let you take care of him. You were so
excited when he said okay. You sent him up to his room to get out of his school
clothes and into comfy ones.
down when you had started some water for homemade chicken noodle soup. You
smiled at him in his sweat pants and old lacrosse t-shirt. The thing between
you and Liam wasn’t really complicated. You liked him and he liked you,
although both of you mentally refused to date, in fear that it would ruin your
friendship in case it didn’t work out.
You said, “Don’t you feel better now that you’re in comfy clothes?”
chuckled a bit, “But I’m still sick.” He walked over to stand next to you and
slung an arm around your shoulders. “What are you making?”
blushed, but turned your head so he wouldn’t see, “Oh you know, chicken noodle
soup. But you should rest, you have a fever.”
playfully rolled his eyes and started walking to the living room, “Fiiiine.”
giggled and went on with making the soup.
soup was almost done and you decided to look for some Tylenol for Liam’s fever.
With great luck, you found some in the medicine cabinet and took two pills out
of it. You grabbed a cup of water and made your way into the living room.
was asleep when you walked in. You kneeled in front of him, nudging his
shoulder and whispered, “Hey Lee, wake up.”
he opened his eyes and pulled the throw blanket up. “What?”
take this.” You offered, “It’ll lower your fever.” You handed him the pills and
then the water. Liam drank all of it before handing it back to you.
you,” He mumbled, his voice thick with sleep.
smiled and rubbed his cheek with your thumb. “You’re welcome. The soup should
be done in a bit, okay?” He nodded and went back to sleep.
ten minutes, the soup was done and ready to be eaten. You grabbed two bowls
from the cabinets and fixed you and Liam’s lunch. Both bowls were set on a tray
and two glasses of water to go with it.
the tray on the coffee table and began to wake Liam up, apologizing. “Sorry,
but you need to eat, okay? Eat some soup and I’ll leave you alone.” Liam sat up
and took the bowl of soup you had offered him. You took your bowl and sat down
next to him.
both of you ate your lunch and watched TV. “How are you feeling?” You asked as
he handed you the empty soup bowl. You set your empty one on top of it and put
them on the tray.
rubbed his face, wanting to lay down again. “A little better. Ugh, I just want
smiled and pulled Liam over to you so his head rested on your shoulder, slowly
but surely, Liam had fell asleep once again while you pulled the blanket over
the two of you and watched TV.
weren’t sure when you fell asleep, but when you woke up, it was dark out. You
also woke to find Liam’s arms loosely holding you around your waist, your back
against his torso. You were in heaven, how many girls would kill to wake up
from a nap with their crush?
few minutes, Liam stirred, his arms moving from your waist so he could rub his
eyes. By then, you were playing on your phone, a small smile on Liam’s face
sleepy head, feeling better?” You asked, putting your phone away and turning
your body towards him.
seemed to contemplate the answer, he finally settled, “Yeah. I think it was
because you took care of me.” He ran a hand down your face, a blush appearing
on your cheeks. “Thank you.”
smiled and giggled, “You’re welcome, I’m always glad to he-“ before you could
finish your sentence, you sneezed.
laughed, “I think I got you sick!”
up on your elbow, shaking your head, “No, no. It’s just allergies.” You denied
and sneezed again.
stared up at you, his hand finding a way to your forehead, which was burning
up. “(Y/N), you’re burning up.”
you denied any more of it, Liam interjected, “I guess it’s my turn to take care
of you, (Y/N).” He sat up and got off the couch, pulling the blanket up so it
covered you. “I don’t know how to cook, but I’ll open a can of chicken noodle
soup!” Before you could say anything, he took off into the kitchen.
rested your head on the arm rest of the couch, a groan left your lips. Your
throat was sore, nose was running and your body ached. The nap was nice while
it lasted, but you were beginning to think it wasn’t such a good idea.
I found a new job. A better job. With better wages. And stronger benefits, which also cost me less each pay period. And regular hours with evenings at home. And an employer that actually avoids working me to death (and, in fact, insists that I stay at 40 hours per week to avoid overtime, what a novel concept!). And weekends REAL weekends. And lunch breaks! Did you know people get to eat food when they’re working for 8 hours - because that’s new to me, haha! And holidays, of which there are more days considered holidays than my last job, and I get each of them off with pay instead of “I guess you can have time-and-a-half for working on Christmas (unless you’re already on overtime for this week; then you’re just getting paid your normal 1.5 times overtime pay).” And almost no screaming-directly-at-me. And an office. With windows! And a computer. With Windows! 10! And two monitors! And my office has a real fake tree. And it’s all so surreal actually being happy at work and not-dead-from-overwork-and-stress at home, I’m still a little paranoid that the floor is going to come out from under me at any time, haha! But honestly I’m so happy and I feel so lucky and I’m never going to complain about bad lootboxes in games again. ; u;
I’ve spent my newfound time-to-have-a-life just kind of reveling in it and I think I’m ready to start drawing a little again, so hopefully I really and genuinely will have some stuff to show soon. In the meantime, I’m going to queue up a bunch of reblogs of stuff that I’ve been diggin’ lately.
Thank you all so much for your patience with me while I’ve been powering through this. I really hope you all have been doing well through it all, and that things just keep getting better for y’all from here. <3
Otayuri headcanon here: Otabek is really good at singing but he's shy about it so it takes long for him to get comfortable with singing in front of Yuri, but when he finally is, he'd hum Yuri to sleep every single night, even when they're apart. Hope you'll feel better soon, sweetheart <3
Yes, I can see this so much *.* Yuri would be so mesmerized by the songs Otabek is singing and when they’re apart it would be only thing making Yuri calm😍 i love this headcanon so much!
And thank you! I hope i will be better soon, too~ It means a lot!
Hey! I am sorry you are sad, I hope writing it out will help, so here is a prompt: DrunkRegina verse, Robin tells her he cannot be her mentor anymore (due to being in love with her of course) or Robin tells her they need to set up boundaries otherwise the whole mentor thing won't work. Another for the What Once Was Lost verse cuz i miss it so very much: Huge fight where Regina says she never wants to get back her memories of him or more like them. Thank you! I hope you'll feel better soon! <3
Okay so, I went with the Sponsor Verse prompt just because that one is literally written just on a prompt basis whereas I’m currently in the middle of a complete re-write of What Once Was Lost as I still like the premise of the fic but I don’t like my original writing for it. I’ll post a sneak peek of the new version below the Sponsor Verse prompt. Thank you lovely xo
“It’s just…” he sighs, swallows thickly and
drops his eyes from her face, from the hurt there, “it isn’t working anymore.
It’s nothing personal,” he hates himself for lying to her because it is personal, of course it’s personal, “I
just can’t continue on like this. I have a friend though, John. He’s agreed to
take my place and continue on with your weekly sessions. He’ll look after you.”
“I don’t want another mentor, Robin,” she
shakes her head, taking a step closer that he matches with a step back and he
can practically feel the betrayal rolling off of her in waves, can taste it. “I
don’t understand, we’ve been doing so well, I’ve
been doing so well?”
“Of course you have,” he chances a glance up
and wishes he hadn’t because there are tears in those dark eyes now and he just
wants to take her into his arms and apologise, tell her he doesn’t mean it,
kiss those glistening tracks from her- “But I’ve already made my mind up,”
because this can’t continue. He’s supposed to be caring for her, keeping her on
track, not falling in love with her for fucks sake. She deserves better than
that. She deserves better than him. “I’m going back to England at the end of
“You’re…” she gasps as though he’s stolen the
very air that she breathes and he hates that he’s done this to her, that he’s
let himself get too close when she’s so vulnerable and in need of so much more.
“Regina,” he begins, swallowing thickly against
his own emotions because it’ll only complicate things if she sees how much this
is killing him, “I-“
“No, Robin,” her voice trembles along with her
chin as she shakes her head at him, “I’m better with you,” and there’s no
pretence in her now, no denial of feelings she shouldn’t be having for him as
there has been before when they’ve gotten too close to doing something stupid
and he aches for her. “I’m better
with you, you make me better.”
“I don’t give a fuck about John or anyone else
for that matter.”
A tear escapes, rolls down his cheek.
“You and Henry, you make me better. You make me
want to be better, for you. You can’t
just leave me,” her momentary burst of anger ebbs out of her like breath from
her lungs as she whimpers, “please don’t leave me,” takes another step forward
and then another before he can move away, grasping at his arms as she pushes
her forehead against his own and all but begs, “please don’t leave me.”
What Once Was Lost - Sneak Peak (Re-write) It’s a big preview to (hopefully) see if you guys are still interested in it!
hey i hope that you'll get better soon, i'm sorry if you are not feeling that good :/ I just wanna ask you if i could translate airplanese in italian, (of course when i'm finished i'm gonna give you the link) because i'm sure that there are many italian people who loves thiam but can't read in english.
Yaaasssssssssss totally! I’m also actually trying to learn Italian so I’d love to read it (attempt to read it) when you’re done because it might help me a bit :)
Your love for bakudeku is so strong it FUELS ME. Thank you for your enthusiasm, we really need it with all the annoying shit hate in the tag. Also your art is absolutely amazing!! I hope you'll draw a something of the otp soon 💕
Thank you! I will definitely be drawing them soon! But I’m not confident in my couple drawing skills and I get full-blown shy at the thought of drawing Bakugou doing something cheesy for Izuku but I’ll work on that aaaaaaaaa
I can understand why people hate on the ship because Bakugou hasn’t been the best when it comes to Izuku. But people can change, and I believe Bakugou can change for the better And as Shinsou said, you can’t help what your heart yearns for (and my heart yearns for BakuDeku). also did you notice that I subtlety placed Kacchan and Deku’s portraits next to each other? lol
(this is to anyone who actively hates on a ship/etc) If you hate a certain ship so much, you shouldn’t be wasting time showing how much you hate it, no? You’d probably have better things to do than hate on it. If it irks you so much, then wouldn’t it be for the better if you stay away from it and pay no attention to it? It’ll be better for you (too much hate is bad for you) and for others too. Just my two cents.
Ahhh!! I'm just now catching up on your blog and I just read your update and saw that you're moving soon. Congratulations on your new expansion and I can't wait to read all the other good stuff you'll be putting out for different fandoms. I've been with you from the get-go and you better fucking bet that I'll be stalking your new blogs too. - DarkDrabblings
Ahhh, one of my favorite writers <3 Thank you so much love, here’s hoping I live up to the hype. You just gotta promise to keep up with your good shit too