i just have it saved on my phone

I went to KnB Umeda event where they showed some parts of the Ikebukuro event as well. They also showed some conversations, and there’s one where Akashi and Kuroko had a short phone call. The setting for the event itself is Akashi sending a text to GOM (and invite Kagami, Takao, Himuro) to gather at Ikebukuro.

Akashi: Hello. Ah, Kuroko.
Kuroko: Akashi-kun. Have you already arrived at the meeting point?
Akashi: No. I finished my errand earlier than expected. I had some time, so I’m talking a walk (around the area) right now.
Kuroko: I see. By the way Akashi-kun, what is going on today?
Akashi: Fufu. You will see when you reach the place. Well then, until we meet in front of “Ikefukurou*”…

*note: Ikefukurou is the owl statue in Ikebukuro station. It’s a play of words from “Ikebukuro” (city name) and “Fukurou” (owl in Japanese).

but seriously, like, akuma attacks have to happen when adrien and marinette are in the shower or duing some other equally inconvenient time. why do i never see that in the show or in fics

  • like marinette’s in the shower and her phone goes off because the news stations are freaking out over the akuma
  • and marinette’s like “shit i’m in the middle of shaving my legs” but oh well, gotta save the city again
  • so she just has to jump out the shower and doesn’t even have time to get dressed before she transforms. 
  • so she shows up with her hair soaking wet and conditioner still in her hair and she’s gotta fight an akuma. probably like in the middle of winter too to make it worse.  
  • meanwhile chat shows up with a freakin’ croissant in his mouth because he was just in the middle of breakfast and needed to transform but there’s no way in hell an akuma is going to prevent him from skipping the most important meal of the day
  • or like one day ladybug shows up with eyeliner on only one eye and chat shows up with only one cheek contoured
  • because marinette was in the middle of her morning routine and adrien was in the middle of makeup for a photoshoot when the attack started
  • both showing up to fights at 3AM with bed heads and retainers still in because they literally just jumped out of bed
  • and it probably gets to the point where it’s super normal for chat and ladybug to show up looking super weird and unkempt bc they were in the middle of something random but they had to just drop everything and go

so I was just ordering a pizza, and the call picked up and I could hear the background sounds of the pizzeria, but no one said anything. So, naturally, I just assumed that they were away from the phone, or something. Anyways, SpongeBob was on the TV and I was quoting it under my breath like “Ravioli, Ravioli give me the formuioli.” And then I heard this laughter from the phone, and this girl was like “Did you just call to whisper that into the phone, or are you actually going to order something?” I have never been more embarrassed someone save me

Don’t Blame It On Me

Pairing: Sam x Reader
Summary: Sam saved the reader’s life and keeps in touch with her throughout the years
Word Count: 4333
Tags: Fluff, Smut, Angst
A/N: Written for @ilostmyshoe-79‘s 20K fic Challenge. Based on the song prompt Wild Heart by Stevie Nicks. This idea just came to me and I couldn’t get it out of my head. Wrote more angst than I anticipated, oopsie.


You eventually blamed yourself.

If only you didn’t have a stubborn dreamlike hope in your heart.
If only you moved on like any sensible person would.
If only you never answered your phone.

But they were your life choices and through it all you’d do it all over again.

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hey guys! gosh I feel so bad making this post but I’m literally poor and trying to save all my commission money for anime LA in january, my phone bill, and any other expenses so if any of you are kind/wealthy enough I have my wishlist available! and if you do get anything from there please let me know so I can thank you personally and maybe even make u a small gratuitous doodle! happy holidays everyone!

EXO reaction when their GF accidentally sends a naughty sms/pic  to another member

I hope that the anon who requested this, had a lot of luck in her exam and did great! Love, Admin A~

/I don’t own any of the gifs used, unless stated otherwise/


“Guys… why are you all staring… I only called Kyungsoo to tell me what to do…. guys?” *Everyone’s so concentrated XD*


*Almost dies*


*Suho takes his phone* “Don’t delete it hyun! I mean… forward it to Kris… why are you so angry by the way!”


*Doesn’t even have the number saved* “What?! who sent this!… Why are they talking about… what did I just… my innocence…”


*Stares at Sehun like this the whole day* “Now I know his secret….”


*Doesn’t open it* “Baek… I think your girl sent me something by mistake… do you want to open it?” *Such a good boy*


“Run Chan Run! We didn’t see Kyungsoo’d girl’s underwear! We never did… but run!”


*Is about to break* “I just saw… something I shouldn’t… what is this Xiumin!”


“What did I just read? Didn’t know you could use all those words in one sentence… what does going downfor a banana means…. down-down stairs?”


*Has to read it like ten times to know it’s not for him* “Say… what?!” *Innocence lost*


*Literally throws his phone away* “My sister sent me something weird…. ugh”


“Do I have to give them the talk again!?” *Suho Mama*

[Masterlist] [Guideline]

Hey Fanfic Writers...

Ya’ll Captain Swan fanfic writers have RUINED ME.

You hear me?

I just sat here in my bed staring at my bookshelf where I have 6 new books.

I just sat here on my phone scrolling through my Goodreads To Be Read shelf where I have dozens of books saved.

With dead eyes.
No decision.
Can’t choose.
Can’t select a book.


Because I know that over here in CS land there are stories about characters I already love and am already obsessed with, written by talented AF writers who I already love and I’m already obsessed with.

Just sitting here.
For free.


anonymous asked:

Heyo~ Can I request a Trust fund kid MC for RFA+V+Saeran? Like MC's the kid of a big foreign CEO and MC decided to move to Korea and then all the messenger stuff happened and MC didn't tell the RFA and Saeran didn't know and they somehow find out? I don't know why I need this but I do. I just do.


  • You guys were just on a date. 
  • A lovely picnic date
  • When your dad called you. 
  • All he heard was your side of the conversation. 
  • “Dad?” 
  • “What!?” 
  • “Nononono don’t let them do that!” 
  • “Look just transfer the funds to my account and have them call me I’ll handle it” 
  • He’s so confused
  • What th-
  • You hang up and kiss him on the cheek. 
  • “Sorry, My dad’s ruining our company.” 
  • “You have a company?”  
  • Whoops
  • You forgot you hadn’t told them yet. 
  • your phone rang
  • saved by the bell. 
  • “I’ll explain later” 
  • “Hola!? Nonono- OI! HABLAS INGLIS. Thank you now if you would listen, you bought the product…”


  • Someone asked him if he was just dating you for the money. 
  • His death glare was enough to make the kid wilt back but then you were right behind him. 
  • “I’m sorry what was that” you growl. 
  • “Nothing” they yelp running away. 
  • Saeran glances at you confused
  • “My dad is CEO of company *ABC*
  • Wait- WHAT


  • He already knew
  • But he never mentioned it 
  • So when someone recognized you and came to ask you for advice
  • (something about a bookstore??) 
  • You turned red and calmly gave them the advice not looking at him.
  • When they finally leave you alone he’s right behind you looking smug. 
  • “Soo” He smirks
  • “Yes, my dad runs a company. Yes, he’s extremely rich, no I’m not paying for your gas” 
  • “Darnit”


  • You were going to a business meeting together. 
  • but his dad was there. 
  • You excused yourself and ran 
  • Your dad and Jumins were not on good terms. 
  • He found you hiding outside the building sitting on a bench 
  • “Okay if dad finds out that I’m dating the jumin han I am screwed.” 
  • You have no idea why you thought this was a good idea. 
  • Jumin sat next to you and leaned down to be in your vision. 
  • After some explanation. 
  • He grabs you and pulls you close. 
  • “My father has no choice on who I love.” 


Whoops I made it a scenario

“Dad- No I know!- Dad please!” You curse and throw your phone into your bed angrily. Jaehee walked in concerned to find you holding back tears. 

“Is everything okay?” She asks worriedly and you yelp. 

“Y-Yeah” you nod, not like your dad just got pissed at you for ditching the family company for a coffee shop. You gave her a smile drying your face off, “I’m fine”

“MC…” Her motherly tone came out and you couldn’t hold the tears back anymore. She pulled you into a hug as you sobbed your dad’s words echoing in your head. 

“I worked hard to build this company! I worked hard to make sure everything would be easy for you when you took over and you’re leaving for a coffee shop!??” He was so mad. “You’d let this company die for a COFFEE SHOP!?” His voice shook as he seethed with anger, “You’re no daughter of mine” 

“Well” Jaehee said calmly, “It sounds like he’s an asshole” You glance up at her surprised. She rarely swore, “It’s going to be okay MC” She reassured, “We’re in this together.” 


  • You’RE A WHAT
  • NO WAY
  • It was even more awesome when he got hired there


  • “NO WAY” 
  • Zen Please just hear me out
  • “I’m not modeling for any big companies MC!” 
  • Zen they pay really well and-
  • “MC I’m not taking jobs for the money.” 
  • Zen please-
  • “No way” 
  • “It’s my DAD’S COMPANY!” You finally snap closing your eyes turning red. “He wants to meet you.” 
  • “Your… Dad runs a company!?” He yelps looking like you had just shown him a cat. 
  • “Yeah” you rub your arm, “He wants to meet you, and I told him about your job, so..” 
  • “He’s hiring me to get an impression” Zen chuckled. “Don’t worry babe I’ll impress him for you” 
  • Oh god this is gonna be bad. 
Out with the old, in with the new

Honestly, 2016 was a bitch to me. It started like every other year, with me making promises to myself that I will be kinder to myself, that I will be less stressed out, that I will be healthier, more positive, and all that jazz. After only a month, I started freaking out over college, my relationship becoming long distance, me moving to a different city. Everything went downhill from that. I was studying all the time, the enitre summer I spent in my room, above the book, missing out on the sunny days and hanging out with my boyfriend. Anyways, at the end of September, I moved. I was in the bus full of people with a 13 hour ride ahead of me, and I was drowning in tears. I sent an ask to @dogiplier who said some nice and helpful words (that I still have saved in my phone), and finally I stopped crying and just took a deep breath. Im not the kind of girl to have girl friends. Every friend that I ever had was out to use me or change me. And through this entire year, I needed a girl friend. My mom called me a couple of days ago to check up on me, and she asked me if I made any new friend, then I realized the only friends I made are here, on Tumblr, in the @therealjacksepticeye and @markiplier community. I don’t know how many of you will see this, how many of you will take time to read, but from the bottom of my heart, thank you. Thank all of you so much for being here, for sharing funny and emotional moments from videos, thank all of you for being friends that I dont have outside of the internet. Thank all of you for making me feel welcome here, for making me feel like its okay to be me. It means the world to me. I hope everyone has a Marry Christmas, and have a wonderful New Years Eve. And more importantly, a wonderful year of 2017.

Originally posted by evadelaserra

Fic: Distraction

Summary: Natalia is having lunch with Shanna, but Chris distracts her with texts
Chris Evans, Natalia Rodriguez (OFC), Shanna Evans
Warnings: Language
Word Count:
534 (my attempt at a drabble)


I just got hit on by a dude.

Natalia snorted when she looked down at her buzzing phone. Biting her lip to keep herself from grinning, wanting to save herself some embarrassment, she scooped up the device and tried to be as discreet as she could when typing out a response, forgetting all about the sandwich and conversation she had been having with Shanna in the Science department’s office.

Was he cute?

Chris’s reply came seconds later. His eyes were wicked blue. I’d fuck him.

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Current Progress Update

Huzzah, I have finally finished Zen’s Bad Ends. I now have all his phone calls, CGs, chatrooms, and endings. All that’s left is Yoosung’s last BRE, which I’ll have to start over from Day 2 since I don’t have a save file any earlier than that. I’ll update my Bad End/BRE review post with Zen’s Bad Ends shortly.

After that I might go through the first few days of Jumin’s route again, just because I know I played his Day 5 when I didn’t have my VIP package/the calling cards yet, so I think I’m missing an option or two on some of the outgoing phone calls.

Then… I probably have just about everything in the game? Until we get another route/more content, that is (fingers crossed!) ^^

And actually, I’m curious: would you prefer a V route or an Unknown route, if we were to get just one?

Just for a second, let me pretend

Because we obviously needed a fake dating au. 

Chapter 1

“Do you remember how many times have I saved your ass from something?” Is the first thing Matteo says letting himself fall on her couch.

“Hello to you too, is so nice to see you.” Luna says not looking up from her phone. “What are you doing in my house? Besides not starting conversations like an actual person.”

“Answer the question, Valente.” Matteo says nuzzling her feet with his.

“I’m not sure.” Luna sighs.

“But you do agree that it has been a shit ton, right?” He asks and Luna rolls her eyes, still not looking at him.

“I guess so.” Luna admits. “Why?”

“I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend.”

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Incomprehensible - request Sam x Reader

Request: can you write an imagine with sam where you’ve had a really bad past couple of days and he sees you cry and just comforts you and it’s super fluffy and stuff?? thankssss                    

A/N: Why do I always do my writing at 1am? Who knows! Enjoy my lil pumpkins!                

Being a hunter, you never really got time to stop. Even when you were at breaking point, and would do anything for a mental health day, you had lives to save. For the past week, everything that could have gone wrong, has gone wrong. Sleeping through your alarm, forgetting your phone at home, forgetting the name of the victim mid-interview, all the small awkward things that would come back to haunt you later. On top of that, your mind couldn’t take the stress anymore, and all you needed was a break. This resulted in behavior unlike yourself, such as forgetting to eat all day, snapping at your boyfriend, rejecting physical contact, and not sleeping.

You slammed the door behind you obnoxiously, and sped down the hall to your room, leaving Sam and Dean only to wonder what was wrong. You shut your bedroom door gently, and moved towards the bed, your vision becoming shaky. When you felt the blanket beneath your fingertips, you collapsed down onto the edge of the bed, head in hands. You hadn’t touched food in two days, and you couldn’t remember the last time you had a conversation with anyone except for witnesses or family members of the deceased. Your hands shook, and you squinted your eyes tightly in a weak attempt to stop the tears from falling. Eventually, you gave up, and removed your hands from your tired face, and let your emotions free. Choking on fat, hot tears, you hugged your knees to your chest and began to sob. How could you have possibly let it get this bad? Sam probably hated you now, why would he want to be with some depressed, exhausted mess? These thoughts only upset you more, and you grew afraid your cries would be heard. When you started to consider moving into the bathroom for privacy, the door creaked open. You only sobbed harder, knowing it was Sam. You raised your head slowly, face flushed and wet. Your eyes fell upon Sam, looking more upset than you had possibly ever seen him, as he shut the door behind him and started towards you.

You slapped a hand over your mouth to hide your whimper and Sam rushed to your curled up figure. “Hey, hey, baby it’s okay.” He murmured, perching next to you, contemplating whether to touch you or not. You looked at his terrified face, his big worried eyes, and completely fell apart. You launched yourself into his arms, and at first he was taken aback, before he held you to his chest in an iron grip, arms latched around your frail body.

You sniveled unattractively into Sam’s chest for several minutes while he softly rocked you back for forth and kissed the crown of your head. When your cries had died down, and you had been put into a state of momentary calm from your boyfriend’s warmth, you pulled gently away from him. Sam looked down at you, his face growing more relaxed upon seeing your tears had finished. Your legs were wrapped around his waist, and your hands rested in your lap. “Are you, okay?” he hesitated, desperately searching your face for emotion of any kind. You nodded slowly and frowned, breathing heavily. If you tried to tell him what was wrong, he’d think you were pathetic. “Y/N, sweetheart, I’m pretty sure they weren’t crocodile tears. It’s my job to protect my girl but I can’t do that if you don’t tell me what’s got you this torn up.” Sam pleaded, loosening his grip around your waist so you could breathe easier. “It’s everything, Sam. Everything.” You whispered, voice croaky and nearly silent.

You had completely fallen apart, told him about all the things that had gotten you to this point of despair. You had finished up crying again, but Sam had listened to everything you said, like he always did. He held you again, this time lying down.


“Uh huh?”

“What’s wrong with me?”

Sam frowned and looked down at you, your face muffled against his chest once again.

“Y/N there is absolutely nothing wrong with you. Do you know how many people would have gone mental by now if they had to do what you do? Do you know how strong you are? It’s perfectly fine to need a break baby.”

“Thank you.” You whispered.

By the time you fell asleep, you didn’t get to see the way Sam was looking down at you with almost a painful amount of love. Like he wanted to save you and protect you from the world, and he would do everything he could to try. Like he loved you so much it was incomprehensible.

Your eyes fluttered open, still puffy from crying, but less sunken in from sleep deprivation. The door opened to reveal a smiling Sam approaching the bed where you lay. He was carrying a tray laden with god knows what. “I brought you food. After you eat, you should really go back to sleep for a couple more hours.” He declared as he sat down next to you. You nodded and reached for the tray. Sam placed it down on your lap. A bowl of minestrone soup, and a huge glass of water sitting ominously in front of you. You hadn’t eaten for days so this would be a challenge to keep down.

The dirty dishes sat on the ground next to the bed, and guess what? You were back in Sam’s arms. But there was no place you’d rather be. No place you would feel safer. No place you would rather spend your break from the stressful and horrifying world.

This time, when you looked up at Sam, you did get to see the overwhelmed, ‘in love’ look on his face. You only noticed it because you wore the same expression on yours.

Tag list + Requester: @superduper-maybe-not-thatnatural @readerxcharlie @gryffindorable713 @angelbeandean @jpadjackles @ilovemesomemoose @littlesasquatch @supernotnaturalcas @hunting-the-grievers @dragonheartst @gryffindorkwinchester @destielrecycling @awkwardcupcake95 @blanketmadeofstar

anonymous asked:

This might sound a bit random but what file format do you upload your digital art to instagram in? Your pics always look so lush and crystal clear and perfect but every time i try to upload anything it looks pixelated and blurry and awful. Everything is RGB and saved for web and devices. I keep searching and even instagram itself won't tell me what formats it accepts. You really have your stuff figured out so I thought you'd be the one to know. I hope you don't mind me asking. :)

I just use jpg, and half the time I save it from tumblr onto my phone and repost that lmao.  When you save your image in photoshop make sure the quality is on the highest setting, use bicubic sharper when reducing image size, etc.