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Morgan Rielly - Part Eleven

I’m going to be re-writing my Nylander fic on my Wattpad account (HockeyImagines_) soon! I didn’t like how it turned out, and like a few people have noted I ended it pretty abruptly and now I have a better idea of what I want to do. So, if you would like to read it just search for me! I’ll make another post here on Tumblr when I make my first post on Wattpad. 

Shortly after I told Morgan I had my own board to play on, I realized I in fact did not. Now I’m standing in the board game aisle of my local store trying to decide if I like the special edition theme board better than the original.

               A small part of me is holding a small thrill at the thought of tomorrow morning. Okay, maybe a big part. The last two days have been like night and day from my first couple weeks working for the most scrutinized hockey team in the NHL. It’s like I had been pent up in a boarded house for the last five years and finally was able to pry open a window to breathe unfiltered air. Now my lungs are filled with the smell of spring and the scent of Morgan’s scarf which is wrapped securely around my neck currently.

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title: future hearts

pairing: jimin x reader / jungkook x reader

genres: angst, smut

note: I was inspired to do this after seeing this future hearts vine yesterday, and really enjoyed the song, so thank you to that lovely person ♡ & also the final end clip of the video is a fancam and here is the credit for that!

It was everything, from his tattoos, to his touches to the way sweat rolled down his neck as he strummed into his guitar on stage; everything about him completely enthralled you. So why are you now, two and a half years later, on a train to Seoul, telling a complete stranger the recollection of how you became fated to forever have scars on all of your future hearts due to the happiness, but most of all the pain, that came along with falling in love with Jeon Jungkook.

Hey, everyone! just so everyone knows this isn't a real skin though I wish it was x) I decided to do a major edit of Zenyatta to make it look like he actually had a Kitsune skin in the game! I based my design on @younggenji ‘s (hope that's okay!) design but with a lot of my own takes on it like rather than him having a mask on I made it his actual face design ^-^.

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“I’ll bring you home, little brother…”

So The Abominable Bride had a lot of brotherly feels and inspired me to draw this series - 3 times Mycroft carried Sherlock, I might call it? I indulged in cuteness, angst, and some punk in between! Was gonna pair each scene with a ficlet, to sorta explain my derived headcanons, but I’ll just leave the visual details to your own imaginings! 

(My Art Tag) Please DO NOT repost(?) or display my work anywhere else without my permission, thank you. (edit: watermarks added, was remiss of me to not have them originally, sigh…)

a stolen moment

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Favorite moments of ACoTaR-series (1/?) ⇛ Starfall

He leaped back with a curse. I laughed, the sound rasping out of me. Not a chuckle or snort, but cackling laugh. And I laughed, again and again, as he lowered his hands from his eyes.

The entire left side of his face had been hit. Like heavenly war paint, that’s what it looked like. I could see why he didn’t want me to wipe mine away.

Rhys was examining his hands, covered in the dust, and i stepped toward him, peering at the way it glowed and glittered. He went still as death as I took one of his hands in my own and traced a star shape on the top of his palm, playing with the glimmer and shadows, until it looked like one of the stars that had hit us.

His fingers tightened on mine, and I looked up. He was smiling at me. And looked so un-High-Lord-like with the glowing dust on the side of his face that I grinned back. I hadn’t even noticed what I’d done until his own smile faded, and his mouth parted slightly.

“Smile again,” he whispered.

There’s no “I” in Team (Kidney, edited)

All of the suggested revisions were made and a lot of my own revisions were added. Also this fic is supposed to play out like an episode of Grey’s Anatomy (not super realistic logistic timeline wise or medicine wise). 

It started with the itching. It felt like a bad sunburn a couple of days in, like there was a layer of skin on top of his skin. He had mentioned it in passing to his Mami, but she had just taken it as an opportunity to tell him about the importance of sunscreen, even though it was mid January. “Stop wearing wool.”She suggested, “Use a different laundry detergent. Oh, and don’t use fabric softener, it can irritate your skin.” About a week later a large basket filled with expensive bath products arrived on the front door of the Haus, but no amount of salt scrubs or exfoliating brushes or shea cocoa oatmeal ultra moisturizing cream stopped the itch. “Maybe you have eczema? I’ll call the doctor and see if he can get you in over spring break.” His Mami suggested an oatmeal bath for the fourth time in one phone call so he shouts a couple of “I love yous” and hangs up the phone.

Unfortunately even the medicated eczema cream his mother mailed in didn’t seem to work.   Nursey couldn’t sit for more than five minutes without scratching incessantly at his skin. Even on the ice, he would shift uncomfortably in his pads, missing passes and ignoring Dex’s angry shouts as he tried not jump out of his own skin. He had begged Chowder and Farmer and bribed them with Reese’s peanut butter cups until they agreed to help scratch every inch of his body.

He was exhausted all the time, barely alert or awake enough to even acknowledge Dex’s chirps. He writes it off as normal college student exhaustion, with his late nights, early morning hockey practices and excessive coffee consumption.  But he barely slept at night, tossing and turning in the bottom bunk and more than once Dex forces him to move to the toxic green couch. He can barely fall asleep because of the itch and once he falls asleep its restless and light and he wakes up to dark nail streaks all over is skin.

  Then it was the swollen legs and arms. Nursey was naturally more muscular, but Bitty had shouted when Nursey shed his pads after practice on Friday and revealed horribly swollen legs, arms and feet.  Bitty had poked and prodded before shoving Nursey towards Coach Hall who immediately advised Nursey to go to the student health center. Nursey had brushed them off, claiming he had a paper due that night that he couldn’t waste the time ( “I have a poetry midterm next week, I can’t waste any potential study time.”)

So later that night when Nursey and Dex were huddled in their room, each typing away on their respective computers was when the situation had finally dramatically escalated. Nursey had been complaining about nausea since dinner, but now he was rushing to the bathroom with both hands over his mouth. He can hear his Mami’s voice nagging in his head “Too much caffeine will upset your stomach.” It’s stress, it’s just stress, just calm down. He tries to coach himself through it to no avail.

The little bit of rice and saltines he had managed to get down was coming back up and he retched loudly enough to alert Chowder. He felt the warmth of Chowder’s hands rubbing circles into his back and vaguely heard the goalie calling out to Bitty. He was retching uncontrollably and his body was seizing with every wave of nausea but nothing was coming up, and Chowder smoothed a hand over the back of Nursey’s neck and shoulders. When his was finally able to stop retching Chowder pulled him up again his chest and someone else (Dex maybe?) grabbed his feet and maneuvered him down the stairs and into the back of Bitty’s small four door.

“Where are we going?” His own voice sounded slurred and muffled to his ears as another wave of nausea hit.

“The emergency room.” Chowder was still rubbing soft circles into his back and Dex reached back to pat his knee before relaying the directions to Bitty.

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☆ ❝ bonding moment ❞ ☆

finally a new manip! and yes klance bc im consumed by it :-) please don’t bash each other because of ships though, it doesn’t help anyone. just enjoy ♥ (i realize how bad the healing pod looks- i had to improvise without references oops)

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Both characters and show, Voltron: Legendary Defender, belongs to Dreamworks and Netflix, I only own the edit.

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get to know me: favorite female charactersthe ghibli girls
 “Many of my movies have strong female leads – brave, self-sufficient girls that don’t think twice about fighting for what they believe in with all their heart. They’ll need a friend, or a supporter, but never a savior. Any woman is just as capable of being a hero as any man.” (– Hayao Miyazaki)

Victuuri Anastasia AU

An aesthetic board for the fanfic The Tsesarevich lives! by @summersteve (mtothedestiel on ao3). This story is so beautiful, it never fails to make me smile while I’m reading. It has some kind of magical touch that reminds me of the movie but that is very original in its own way, I’m sure you all will love it! <3

Also @harlequinade-13 thanks for introducing me to this amazing fanfic and requesting this edit! I’m also loving to read it now <3

anonymous asked:

What made you decide to do the no cut confessional video? Not that it was bad or anything like that, I'm just curious what made you do something different? (Also sorry if someone already asked this)

I wanted to try something different, and I felt like I had a good topic that would fit the format. Interestingly, it was not less work. The edit, obviously, was very easy, but the ‘writing’ took just as long and the filming took several hours.

I also felt like I had a made a lot of videos about the world lately, but not very many in which I talked about my own issues. I think talking about my issues is helpful because people realize that we all have them, and also I do occasionally like to remind people that I am a human. Otherwise I see a lot more vilifying or…whatever the opposite of vilifying is. Hero worship?

So I wanted to break down some of the barriers…at least for one video.

Ah ha ha Jontron fans are replying to that post I made saying I feel so fooled now that I’m realizing how terrible he is, and saying I have my head up my ass, and how dare I not find him funny or good anymore because of his political ideologies

Do y’all not realize that I was a fan? For YEARS? Since before he was on Game Grumps?!

I DEFENDED HIM during the r-word debacle. Cuz, hey, he just didn’t know! He made a mistake! Surely he’ll learn and get better! But he didn’t. He refused to learn. And things have only gotten worse since then.

He literally said, in a recent stream, that abortions shouldn’t be covered by health care because no-one should have to “pay for your mistakes”.

I am a cis woman. I have reproductive health issues. An accidental pregnancy could literally kill me and the baby, and an abortion would be the difference between my life and death. But no-one should help me with that, cuz I should pay for my own mistakes. Even if I’m raped, or in a consensual situation say the condom breaks - that’s my fault and I guess I should just die since I can’t afford such a procedure.

He also, even when still with Game Grumps, used the ‘N’ word and they had to edit it out. He thought it was funny. It’s not funny.

He also has shown support for Donald Trump (liking his tweets, in a stream referring to him as ‘an effective president, etc). Donald Trump is an Islamophobic, racist, ableist, misogynist rapist. (Google it, I’m not explaining all that shit.) 

I can’t find anyone funny who supports all of this. I can’t. It’s ruined for me. And I’m sad, because tbh watching Jontron’s Halloween specials was a yearly tradition for me and my family, but I can’t enjoy it anymore.

My head isn’t up my ass, y’all. I’m seeing clearly, and what I’m seeing disappoints and saddens me.

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song inspired au’s

↳ yoonjin: come what may 

“Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place
Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace
Suddenly my life doesn’t seem such a waste
It all revolves around you”

The first time Yoongi heard Seokjin sing his new solo song, he cried. Seokjin had told him before that it was very obviously written for him. He told Yoongi that whenever he sang this song, whether in front of just him or thousands of people, he’s declaring with his whole heart that he’s in love with his own silly producer, whether anyone else knows about them or not.

Dear Followers... rant.

Earlier this week, a lot of my stuff had gone missing from A03. Tumblr had saved my work, but there were stories I didn’t add to Tumblr and they seemed to be lost forever.  I’ve had a bit of a panic attack, trying to get together old scraps of drafts and begging admins for help. I at last got an answer from an admin and I need to address something important.

IF YOU EVER- EVER! have a problem with something I write, whether that be tagging it wrong or something offends you then MESSAGE ME.  

PERSONALLY or on ANON tell me you dont feel okay with this content. Okay? Then I can know it is triggering and provide the necessary tags and warnings to not offend you and you can block that content from being shown. I take my work seriously and I mark everything Nsfw 18+ even if a story has no sexy times, I mark it because of violence!

HOW DARE YOU- report this directly to an admin. By doing so you are ignoring me! You are essentially saying, ‘hey admin, this person is causing trouble and will not stop even though I’ve asked them. They are a problem to the community and they need the highest authority possible to stop them.’  

Now listen, I think admins are great! They’ve helped me so much, but because someone has reported my work EVERYTHING HAD BEEN DELETED BY ADMINS.  

Fortunately I was able to get a reply, copies of my stories, and a reason why this stuff was ‘inappropriate’ so let me start by saying … what the hell.

ONE: Wrong tags.

okay, this one I understand. story did not have appropriate tags. That may upset someone, but you could have messaged me on or off anon and ask for me to change a tag that offended you.

(I remember in Eye of the Beerholder, someone asked me to label tags as misgendering just because Stretch called Red  ‘mam’.  This was funny to me in the story, but I understood this was a problem for people. I took the comment to heart and added it to the tag list. I made adjustments when I wrote and even apologized in comments. I later changed the story so that this wouldn’t be true and in doing so- I pretty much wrecked the story because its headed for a different direction than originally plotted.   But whatever- I listened to your pleas for change and I did it! That counts for something right?! I dont ignore your comments they mean alot to me! I will work with you to solve a problem!)

TWO: Selling merchandise.

… ? What even… ( Unless someone just seriously wanted to get me banned and was constantly writing complaint after complaint to get an excuse to fuck me over… I would think you meant my links?)

Do you mean coffee? The only links I had on A03 was a link to my Tumblr and a link to kofi for donations and commissions.  I don’t sell merchandise. I’m not in any shape or form using A03 for advertising.

I am not even making money off that one link on A03. I am not hurting A03′s business with $0.00 in my account.  A03 even clearly states in its user agreement that “ Linking to a personal website or blog/social network where you are taking donations, posting commissions or mentioning published works is permitted.”   so… I’m sorry for interrupting the first sentences of notes with links but I’m not even pushy about it.  

There are people who rub it in your face and go out of their way to say- “ Sure I’ll write  xyz…if you commission me!” and they have every right to do that. It is your option whether or not you want to support an artist but hell, you didn’t have to report me for linking to it.  

I know I’m not an ‘artist.’ There are people whose work is gorgeous and they deserve to be paid for their work. I’m just an amateur who writes sometimes. I have no schedule, I take breaks a lot. My work is far from edited and riddled with inconsistencies but its mine! I pour time and love into my writing and then in an instant it was erased.

…Everything is okay now. I guess it was just 2-3 days of panic  and I shouldn’t be angry anymore but this feels like a personal attack. It’s the worst one, where you have no idea what happened… or if it was even someone else. I started to doubt everything. I thought I had been hacked, thought that somehow I had deleted my own stories…  

It would be like if I went to your house and stole your pillow. Sure… its just a pillow, you can grab another one. But its your pillow. You search around your house for it. ‘Maybe its been washed, maybe I moved it..’ You start to think family or friends are playing a prank on you… it riles out insane levels of paranoia and fear from you. You start hiding your other shit, hoping they wont take the blanket or the teddy bear next time.

… I don’t even know what I’m saying.

Point is.

… in the future. Please message me privately if something offends you. I can add tags. I can remove links. Those are simple fixes. And I apologize for ranting so long.

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The Court of Nightmares: Queen Morrigan

A queen—a queen who bowed to no one, a queen who had faced them all down and triumphed. A queen who owned her body, her life, her destiny, and never apologised for it.

Song: 6 Inches- Beyonce

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Before and After Sim Tag by @soft-almond

i was tagged by a few people (i think) soft-almond included to do this tag so here it is :^D don’t make fun of me too hard i know it’s bad 

these aren’t my oldest sims but i had pull out my old laptop to get them so they’re pretty old. their names are calvin and daisy, calvin was a doctor and daisy owned a cute lil garden shop (this was around the time gtw came out can you tell) and i played them for a really long time and i think they had 3 kids idk

i feel like everyone i usually tag has done this already so if you wanna do it, just say i tagged you :)

Or Nah?: A Kol Mikaelson Imagine

Request from Anon: could you maybe try doing a smut based on somo - or nah? 💖💖❤️

So, I was a little reluctant about writing this because I’m not very good at smut, and there are certain words in this song that make me feel a little uneasy. But after some extreme editing, I kinda wrote it based off the song in my own interpretation. To whoever did request this, I hope you don’t mind, and I’m also really sorry that it took so long and that it might not be what you wanted. So this is pure smut, there is literally a very subtle storyline, and I may have edited the lyrics at little (you’ll notice it). Enjoy x

Do you like the way I flick my tongue, or nah?

Sex with Kol Mikaelson was not exactly a rare occurrence in your life. If anything, it had become a significant part of it. 

It wasn’t anything romantic. It was just convenient. 

At this exact moment in time, you were in his house. On the edge of his bed. With his head between your legs. 

“Fuck.”

His hands clamped down on your thighs, as you threw your head back. His tongue darted in and out of you, tasting every inch of you that he could. At your cry of pleasure, he quickened his pace, savouring every moment of it. 

You felt the knot begin to build in your stomach, and just as you were about to release, Kol withdrew his head.

Words were not exchanged as you glared at him, his eyes dancing with mischief. 

“Sorry, love,” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. He often liked to tease you in this way. 

“You’re not sorry.”

“You’re right I’m not. But it’s just more fun this way.”

I’m not the type to call you back tomorrow

But the way you wrap around me is a problem

After a night of pure passion and lust, you left the Mikaelson mansion. Kol lay in his bed, the sheet covering just below the waist. 

His hands were behind his head, as he sighed in pleasure. 

He knew he wasn’t going to call tomorrow. So did you. But you still niggled away at him. 

Just the thought of you did things to him he couldn’t explain. In his millennia of existence, he had never met someone who could do the things you could do. 

When he first slept with you, he assumed it would be the same as all the other girls he’d been with. One night and then that’s it. The typical heartbreaker. 

He was just as surprised as you when it became an almost daily occurrence.

He needed you.

Took her to the kitchen, Fucked her right there on the table

Kol pounded into you as you gripped onto his shoulders, your legs wrapped around his waist. 

You had barely walked through the door when you were pushed against the wall, Kol’s lips attached to your neck, his hands under your skirt and his fingers making figure of eights on your clit. 

Your bare ass was planted on the kitchen counter, the marble adding to the already amazing sensations you were feeling. 

“Shit, shit, shit.”

It was only when you were with Kol that you realised how much you missed him. His touch. His tongue. His, well, you know. 

If his addiction was human blood then yours was his. 

You wanted to merge with him. Be his for eternity.

Would you die for a singer vampire or nah?
Would you lie to a singer vampire or nah, or nah?

Of course, you knew that things wouldn’t last. 

They’d probably end in your death. Well, that’s what you’d heard about the Mikaelsons.

Kol twisted your hair in one hand, while the other made its way down your bare stomach. 

“How much do you want this, Y/N?”

He had the ability to turn you into a writhing mess. You wiggled your hips in frustration, whining.

He smirked, his nose trailing up your neck. 

“I said, how much do you want this? How much do you want me?”

“So much,” you breathed. 

Kol’s hand moved lower, his fingers brushing your core. 

“Enough to die for it?”

You stopped. You’d never been asked something like that.

“What are you suggesting, Kol?”

“Would you want to be like me, Y/N? So we can do this”, he inserted one finger into you, “for eternity?”

You considered his offer while trying to ignore the pulsing in your core. The feel of his finger exploring you. 

“Yes.”

With that, Kol inserted another fingers and you two were the only ones in the entire world.