i just liked the scenery here

  • Ravenclaw: I feel trapped.
  • Hufflepuff: We're in the middle of an open field.
  • Ravenclaw: No, I feel trapped in this moment in my life. Where am I going? What am I doing? And how am I going to get to where I want to be?
  • Hufflepuff: We're going to charms class, we're going to be doing charms work, and usually hard work and dedication. Try to think in the now.
  • Ravenclaw: Well, in the now I'm contemplating an assault on you.
  • Hufflepuff: At least you're thinking about here and now!

A nice city (small and big) I finished up today (forgot that I had it, finished it up in like 5 mins my dudes)

and guess what guys, I once again used the amazing @8pxl  ‘s tutorial which can be found –> here (I learned how to use hyperlinks, I feel like both an idiot and a genius at the same time, a gediot if you will.)

(I like how they look like a loong thing when put next to each other, also still learning how to do water effects, I have some ideas, but they are hard to execute in Gimp, and Sai is just not cutting it for pixel art)

Get it one redbubble! –> XXXXX

Dialogue Prompt List 2

You can use these for your own stories, or you can request one for me to do. If there’s any specific stories you want me to do with the prompts you choose, let me know in the request.
If you do choose to do one of these prompts, tag me in it so I can read it!

1. “I feel like I’m losing my damn mind.”

2. “Gah! Why are you so cold? Get off of me you icicle!”

3. “Marry me?”

4. “God, I was so worried!” “I was only gone for five minutes!”

5. “Please don’t shut me out.”

6. “I can’t believe you haven’t noticed. I’m screaming for someone to notice, to help me, and yet no one does!”

7. “Who the hell do you think you are?”

8. “This is going to hurt, I’m so sorry.”

9. “Who did this to you?”

10. “I’m gonna kill him!”

11. “Cuddle me you weirdo.”

12. “I’m pregnant.”

13. “Are you…crying? You? Mister/Miss, ‘I don’t cry, I’m tough as hell’?”
“Oh shut up, we all have our weaknesses!”

14. “You’re part of the family now, don’t ever think you’re not.”

15. “Breathe, can you do that for me?”

16. “I’m a burden to you!”

17. “I’m better off dead.” “You’re better off alive, with me.”

18. “You’re beautiful, and if anyone says that you’re not, know that they’re damn well wrong.”

19. “You’re warm, s'great for cuddling.”

20. “Send help, the kids are out of control!”

21. “C'mere you sexy thing!”

22. “I, um, might’ve gone a little bit overboard on the shopping.” “A little bit?!”

23. “You did this all for me?” “No, I did this for Jeffrey across the street. Yes I did this for you!”

24. “What the hell is happening to me?”

25. “You aren’t dreaming, look, I’m here, this is real.”

26. “There’s so much blood, it won’t come off!”

27. “Woah, slow down, what’s going on?”

28. “I’m so lucky to have you.”

29. “You mess with her/him, you mess with me.”

30. “That’s it, you’re staying here until I can get this sorted.” “But I–” “No buts!”

31. “I don’t want to sleep alone tonight.”

32. “I love you, you know that right?”

33. “I’m coming to get you, stay there.”

34. “Okay, so don’t freak out, but I got flour everywhere…”

35. “Is it supposed to look like that?” “I think so?” “Is that a question or a statement?”

36. “Woah, I never knew you had a tattoo!”

37. “Are you safe?” “I-I don’t know.”

38. “S/he deserves better than me.”

39. “We’re more than just friends and you know it.”

40. “It’s me! It’s me! Calm down, baby, please.”

41. “What have you been doing? Actually, don’t answer that, I don’t want to know.”

42. “Is the movie too scary? I can stop it if you want and we could watch something else.”

44. “Touch her again, and I’ll kill you.” “Will you? Because last time I checked, petty threats don’t do shit, ____. They just piss me off more.”

45. “You don’t mess with my family.”

46. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?”

47. “Please don’t leave me.”

48. “Did you just slap my ass?” “Actually, I firmly grasped it.” “Did you just quote Spongebob?

49. “Beautiful.”

50. “Let her/him go, please! I’m the one you want!” “Oh really now? What can you do for me?”

51. “I’ve got you, you’re safe now.”

52. “And you didn’t think to tell me about this until now?” “I didn’t think it was that important…”

53. “I can’t carry on this way anymore, I can’t live like this.”

54. “You know if you wanted sex, you could’ve just asked.”

55. “Stop freaking out, you’re making me freak out! And I’m the level headed one of the house!”

56. “Please don’t do this, your family needs you, your friends need you, I need you.”

57. “You can’t hide from me!”

58. “Well this is a nice change of scenery.” “_____, we’re in a prison cell.” “I was being sarcastic.”

59. “How sweet, sacrificing yourself for her, when did you get a heart?”

60. “Um, I don’t think that what you’re doing is legal, so if you could just let me go, that would be great.”

61. “I thought you said you knew where we were going.”
“Yeah I lied.”

62. “Shit, you’re freezing, let’s get you warmed up, alright?”

63. “What happened to me?”

64. “I’m not letting you sleep on the floor, get up here.”

65. “It’s not like I’m some broken vase that you can just glue back together and then expect that everything will be okay again! It doesn’t work like that!”

66. “Everything I’ve done is for you, you’re the only thing in the world that matters to me.”

67. “Are you seriously stuck right now?” “Don’t just stand there! Help me!”

68. “I can’t do the things that you can do.”

69. “Please don’t post that, no!” “Oops, too late.”

70. “What game is that?”

71. “I said create a distraction, not this!”

72. “We’re in public, stop that.”

73. “I had some food from your fridge, I hope you don’t mind.”

74. “Hand over the girl.” “That’s not gonna happen in your lifetime.”

75. “Can you stop poking me?!” “I’m not poking you.”

76. “I’ve already told you this, we’re not killing anyone!”

77. “I’m about seventy five percent sure that this bridge won’t break.”
“Only seventy five?!”

78. “I need you to be my girlfriend for about five minutes.”

79. “I don’t need protecting!”

80. “You know they’re going to use the things you love against you.”

81. “It’s locked!” “You mean we’re stuck in here?”

82. “Shut up.” “I didn’t say anything.” “I don’t care, shut up.”

83. “Hey! I was watching that!”

84. “I thought they’d killed you, I’m glad I thought wrong.”

85. “Not now, I’m busy.”
“But it’s been so long!”

If I vas to say something portentous like "zer dark eyes of zer mind” zer would be a sudden crash of thunder,“ said Otto. "And if I were to point at a castle on a towering crag and say "yonder is… zee castle” a wolf would be bound to howl mournfully.“ He sighed. "In zer old country, the scenery is psychotropic and knows vot is expected of it. Here, alas, people just look at you in a funny way.
—  Terry Pratchett - The Truth
Wolf Boy

Pairing: Chanyeol x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut, Wolf!AU

word count: 3,449

Originally posted by chanyeolsmut


you knew this was a bad idea. 

your date was creepy, your dress was way too revealing for this type of weather and your phone was dead. 


when your friends suggested you to a dating app, you thought it was a harmless idea, your boyfriend of 5 years had been cheating on you and you had broken up with him a year ago; it was time to get back out there. 

however when your date turned out looking nothing like their profile picture you should have taken that red flag and ran, but no, you’re too nice for that. 

so that how you ended up in the middle of the fucking forest because your date liked the scenery. 

As soon as he said ‘ill be back, i just need to get something from the car’ you bolted. you weren’t that dumb bitch people see in the movies; you weren’t about to get murdered, no fam, not today. 

so now here you were, wandering through the forest, looking for your way back. you thanked Jesus that you didn’t give your date your address and decided to meet up at a local cafe before driving here, but you cursed the lord for your clothing decision of a dress. 

the forest is not a good place to wonder at night, everyone knows shit goes down in the forest. 

every single noise started spooking you out. twigs snapping, leaves shaking, everything.

suddenly the sound of a wolf howling urged a small scream to escape your lips, it sounded so close and sounded loud. 

you almost bolted in the opposite direction but the whimpers that followed the howl had you freezing in your place. the wolf was hurt? 

shit. do you go and help it? no, of course not Y/N it’s a freaking wild animal!..it could be friendly? 

you face palmed at yourself before eventually deciding that you should go and look at the situation and then decide. 

as you slowly approached where the howl had come from, you heard the continuing whimpers of the wolf and it broke your heart. it was almost like a sad puppy. 

you shook the feeling off reminding yourself that you could be in potential danger before straining your neck over the branches to check it out. 

on the floor of the forest lay a large white wolf, his fur was long and beautiful but you could help but notice the large stain of red on its leg; it was bleeding. 

by the way, the wolf wailed and rolled on the ground, you decided he was too injured to hurt you and it was safe to SLOWLY approach the wolf. 

as you stepped into view the wolfs head immediately snapped towards you, his eyes were almost as wide as yours as the two of you stared at each other awkwardly.

the wolf flopped his head back down to the ground and continued whimpering, almost asking for your help. 

as you walked up to the wolf you were going through the options of how you would help him. 

he let out a barkish noise when you touched his wound. 

for some reason though, you were afraid, it was kind of as if you had known each other for years. 

“Okay buddy, you’re gonna need to help me out okay?” you said even though you were pretty sure he had no idea what you were saying. 

as you tried to push the wolf onto your shoulder so he could lean on you for support. you completely forgot that this was an extremely large wolf and of course he would weigh like mhmmm.. a lot. 

the wolf seemed to know what you were trying to do as he hoped along side you. 

the poor thing was bleeding out blood and you were losing energy as you finally reached the end of the forest, thank god you didn’t live far from the forest and in the city like most of your friends.

you thought about taking him to the vet and claiming that he was just a rather large dog but you didn’t think anyone would believe that; therefore, the only option you had was to talk the injured wolf back to yours.

you stumbled through your door, the wolf barely fitting through the frame. as his body hit various pieces of furniture he whined in pain causing you to roll your eyes in annoyance. this damn wolf was starting to get on your nerves. 

you plopped the wolf on your couch and instantly regretted it because the blood stains are going to be very difficult to remove. 

“okay…now what?” you asked as you huffed and puffed. the wolf gave you a puzzled look before it clicked in your head that he couldn’t actually respond. 

you groaned before going to grab a tee-shirt big enough to wrap around his wound but also apply pressure to it. As you tied it around his leg he let out another whimper before snuggling himself into your couch. 

you awkwardly stood there contemplating getting a blanket for him? do wolves even need blankets? is it even a he? 

you sighed tiredly before deciding to just retreat back to bed. today had been fucking insane. 


as soon as you passed out it seemed like morning came around. 

you groaned tiredly as the light from the window shone into your eyes. you were not a morning person, not at all, not one bit actually. 

*shuffle shuffle* 

your eyes widened as you stared at the ceiling in silence. The wolf!

quickly ran out of your room and followed the shuffling noise, but you couldn’t find the large wolf anywhere and it’s not like he’s easy to lose.

you stared at the couch he was previously on in confusion. where the fuck did he go. 

“You’re awake” you heard some chirp. 

naked. there..who..why was he naked.

you screamed loudly as you closed your eyes and felt around for something you could use as a weapon. 

“What!? did you see a spider?!” he shouted nervously as you continued to scream, the both of you were now running around the apartment in a panic. 

“Who the fuck are you and how did you get in here?!” you shouted as you pointed a knife at the stranger who was undeniably attractive but nether the less, a stranger.

he stopped running around screaming before pointing at himself in confusion. 

“hey did i- IM HUMAN?!” they boy shouted in complete shock as he looked down at himself. 

“yes thank for your stating the obvious” you commented as you chucked a tea towel at his bottom half. 

“How did you do it?” he asked as he ran up to you excitedly. 

“okay oh god, you are extremely naked right now” you said as you awkwardly turned around, but the strange boy wasn’t having it. 

“You turned me back into a human! how?” he asked again as he grabbed your hand in his extremely large one. 

“What are you talking about, who the hell are you and how did you get in here?” you asked as you removed your hand from his. 

that action brought a sad look on his face as his shoulders slumped down. 

“You don’t remember? you brought me in here last night? my leg was injured” he stated as you walked to your bedroom, him following close behind you. 

“…what the fuck…you’re..you’re the wolf?” you asked after freezing in your spot, confusion now clouding your brain.

“yer the wolf! that’s me” he smiled as you chucked some of your oversized clothes at him. you never thought getting the wrong size from online shops would come in handy. 

“this doesn’t make any sense” you said as you sat down on your bed. He put on the underwear and the white tee-shirt before joining you happily. 

“so how..how did you change from a wolf to a human?” you asked him in confusion. 

“there’s a whole bunch of us actually, usually to get changed back into a human, the wolf has to be considered worthy by the moon princess…although, i have heard cases where a human and wolf form a bond, this bond then lets the wolf shift from wolf to human form to serve his human mate until the end of time” he explained happily. 

you just stared at him. what the actual fuck. 

“this is a joke, right? your friends with that guy I ran away from last night and this is revenge right?” you said trying to figure out what was going on, but the look on his face showed you otherwise. 

“okay so…what do I call you?” you asked as you shook your head in disbelief, this is actually happening. 

“i actually, don’t have a name” he sighed as he rubbed his head nervously.

“okay Firstly, let’s get you some clothes, secondly, you sleep on the couch and thirdly, what do you eat?” you asked him as you went to get changed in your cupboard. 

As he tried to follow you in you quickly closed the door leaving him to wait for you outside. 

“i’ll eat what you eat” he said as you slipped on some fresh clothes. 

is this like babysitting? what do i do with him? 

as you finished getting changed you decided the best thing to do was leave him occupied here, while you go and get him clothes. 

you sat him down and turned on the T.v in the living room. 

“okay! here are the rules while I’m gone” you said as you paced in front of him, his eyes were glued to you as he listened carefully. 

“you do not leave this house, you do not answer the door if someone knocks, you do not take anything out from its original spot and put it somewhere else okay, i need to be able to trust you before that happens okay?” you asked carefully making sure he fully understood. 

he nodded his head quickly before crossing his legs on the couch. 

“here, watch some T.v, relax…ill be back soon” you said as you turned the t.v on, some k-drama was playing so you knew it would be fine.


ugh, whats his size? 

no that looks too small…

but that looks too big…

as you walked through the entire mall looking for reasonably priced clothes that would fit the giant current vacating your home, you constantly kept thinking about shit you would need to get him. 

the boy needs a toothbrush, he needs his own deodorant, he needs all the shit another human being would need. 

after shopping for what seemed like a decade you had finally gathered all the things he would need. you even got him a phone. 

what do you even call him? 

how do you just enter him into my life…like what do you tell your friends?

you sighed as you pulled up to your house with all the shit you just bought. you can’t believe this is now your life. 

“I’m home!” you shouted out as you struggled through the doors. 

before you could do anything you were met with soft lips on yours and a bear hug. 

you froze in your spot as his lips moved against slowly, your stomach did a little flip as he deepened the kiss; your eyes fluttered shut as you lost yourself in pleasure before realising what was going on. 

“welcome back honey” he smiled happily as he pulled away. 

you were still completely frozen, confused and surprised about what just happened. 

“why…why did you k-kiss me?” you stuttered as you shook off your initial shock. 

“isn’t that what I was supposed to do? on the T.v the man came home and the woman greeted him with a kiss and said ‘welcome back honey’…did I not do it right?” he asked curiously. 

“you have a lot to learn” you sighed as you placed the bags on the table.


The first week was hell. You had to take a week off from work just teach him simple human mannerisms. 

mannerisms such as don’t take your clothes off randomly because it’s too hot, you understood why he would want to, everyone wants too, but its not socially acceptable. 

He was attached to your hip, which got extremely annoying, especially when he would just walk into the bathroom while you were showering. The habit of locking the door was still new to you. 

The second week went a little better, he was adapting to the human lifestyle, you had even given him a phone for when you were at work and he needs to reach you. At first, it seemed like a mistake, they boy was calling you every five minutes. 

‘a bird flew into the window! what do i do?!’ 

‘why doesn’t Harry go live with Dumbledore? or Hagrid? why does he have to stay with those mean people?’ 

‘i miss you, come back’

eventually, you were even able to take him outside, you gave him the name chanyeol, you had seen the name pop up on someone’s phone as you creepily read their messages and thought it was fitting. 

your friends loved him, of course, they did, he was attractive, adorable, practically a prince and altogether the perfect boyfriend material.

“Y/N!” he called from the bathroom as you lay on the couch scrolling through your twitter feed.

“What!” you called back as you continued to scroll. it was 10 pm at night, he probably just put too much bubble serum in the bath again. 

“whats this?” you heard him say as he approached you. 

as you turned around, your heart sank and your cheeks flared red as you saw what was in his hand. 

a vibrator. 

your vibrator that you haven’t even used yet. 

Due to your lack of a boyfriend and your lack of dates, that also meant that you have had a lack of dick. 

that’s not necessarily a bad thing, but your friends thought it was. 

“errr, its just something that woman use, when they need it” you said awkwardly as you quickly stood up and grabbed it from his hands. 

“oh…well can you show me how to use it?” he asked as you placed it down on the table. your cheeks reddened at his words as you shook your head vigorously.

“can men use it too?” he asked as you sat down and started fanning your face. once again you shook your head again. he groaned in frustration causing you to look at him questioningly. 

“how do i get rid of this?” he asked as he pointed downwards. 

you tilted your head in confusion until you followed where his finger pointed. you eyes were met with a raging boner poking through his shorts. 

you gasped before covering your mouth and looking away, you suddenly felt your stomach bubble with excitement. 

no! stop it feelings, you’re not fucking your wolf boy!

“It happens alot lately, especially when you wear those shorts, i don’t know how to stop it!?” he stated nervously as he sat next to you

your heart sped up as a small pool of arousal found its way through its pants at his statement. 

“mmm and that! that smell! where is it coming from?!” he said as he took in a big whiff, sniffing out the source. As his face came closer towards you stomach you quickly pushed him back and crossed your legs quickly. 

he groaned slightly as he rested his head back against the couch.

“i do this sometimes” he whispered, as he closed his eyes and rubbed his crotch a moan escaped his lips.

your core got wetter by the second as you watched him closer.

“but it only works if i imagine you doing it” he added as  another moan escaped his lips.”Why is that?” he asked as his eyes connected with yours.

you gulped before a whine of desperation escaped your lips

“can i try something? i saw it in a video once, and i want to try it” he stated as his eyes were noticeably darker and his voice had dropped an octave. 

you knew if you tried to speak, English would not be the language to leave you mouth. 

you knew you probably shouldn’t and this would change your relationship but you really didn’t care right now.

as soon as you nodded your head Chanyeol crashed his lips onto yours.

he pushed you backwards laying you down as your tongue pushed into your mouth.

His hands explored your body as they travelled underneath your shirt.

you moaned as he used his supernatural strength to rip off your shirt and bra off your body, getting annoyed with them blocking your body.

As he trailed harsh kisses down your neck, you tugged at his shirt while he fumbled with your zipper.

As his shirt hit the floor he sucked on your skin leaving love marks everywhere. 

where the fuck did he learn this shit? 

you continued to moan as the pool in your lower region grew. 

chanyeol took another whiff and growled as he pressed his lower half into yours. 

“can i taste you? please?” he pleaded as he breathed in your scent that you were radiating. 

“please” you begged as he pulled down your pants. 

“fuck you’re so beautiful” he said as he lowered himself.

as he placed soft kisses on your inner thighs you whined desperately as your hand knotted in his hair. 

As soon as his lips dove into your core, you gasped loudly as your back arched upwards.

chanyeol growled as his grip on your thighs tightened and he chased the taste of you even more.  

you moaned relentlessly as he swirled around your clit, small growls and deep groans emitting from his throat as you moaned his name. 

He sucked harshly on your clit causing your body to jerk and a cry of his name to escape your lips. 

As you core dripped, chanyeols tongue was instantly licking it up causing him to moan from the taste.

“c-chanyeol i-i-i need you inside me, baby please” you begged as you lifted your head to see him rub himself intensely. 

he needed this just as much as you did. 

“you taste like heaven” he breathed as he pulled away from you, his lips were covered in you and his eyes were filled with lust.

He quickly pulled down his pants before giving his length a quick pump.

He positioned himself at you entrance as you prepared yourself.

As your eyes connected with his he pushed into you causing you to moan loudly as he stretched you out.

He moaned with relief before he started rocking his hips back and forth, pushing forth inside you with every rock.

You moaned in sync as you started seeing stars. He growled deeply before spreading you legs, he pushed himself deeper inside you, as he hit your G-spot you yelp in pleasure.

With insane sped he rocked back and forth hitting the same spot over and over. Your breath started to shorten as your heart beat sped up.

You were being electrocuted with pleasure as his hips slammed against yours.

His eyes were dark and focused as you arched you back with each rock. Your stomach started to knot as you clung onto his shoulders for dear life.

“mine” he repeated as he slammed himself into you faster.

“c-c-c-chanyeol, s-slow down” you stuttered as the pleasure was taking over your whole body, your core was sensitive and which each rock of chanyeols hips your body shook.

His head dipped down to trap your lips with his.

As his tongue explored your mouth again, you could feel yourself coming towards your finish.

“I think im going t-t-to cum” you said quickly as you dug your nails into his shoulders causing him to growl in pleasure.

As you rode through your high chanyeol joined you, spreading his warm cum through you.

You tried to catch your breath as he pulled out of you. He pulled you up wards so he could move his body underneath you and cuddle you on the couch.

“Where did you learn that?” you asked as your heart finally slowed down.

“Damon sent me links after I told him I was single” he laughed. You soon joined him in laughter as he played with you hand.

“even though im technically your servant…do you think we could do that again?” he asked

You giggled before nodding your head “well if im going to be stuck with you till the end of time, might as well have some fun” you shrugged as you snuggled further into him.

You would definitely be doing this again.

Maybe having a wolf boy isn’t such a bad thing after all.


I want to spend more time together with you~ Here is the next part of my Victuuri fire emblem fates au! 

The feast is coming to an end, and Victor and Yuuri need to part ways again. But they promise to meet again very soon, just the two of them, in the beautiful city Cyrkensia with its famed Opera House and beautiful scenery. It sounds just like a date!!!
(PS: instead of making selfies… Phichit makes drawings of Victor and Yuuri and shows them to everyone (and everyone likes them of course~ O///w///O)

part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5 - part 6 - part 7 - part 8 - part 9 - part 10 - part 11 - part 12 - part 13 - part 14 - part 15 - …

I like me better | T.H

A/N: I picked out lyrics I liked from the song ‘I like me better’ by Lauv and made this, enjoy :)

Warnings: fluff, a bit of semi smut 

Note: Not all these moments are in order

To be young and in love in New York City                                                       To not know who I am but still know that I’m good long as you’re here with me

Ever since you were little, you’d imagined going to New York City. You’d imagined going with family, or with friends but you’d never imagined going with a boyfriend, as a child having a relationship wasn’t on your list of things to achieve but now that it was happening, it was beyond words.

Tom had gone above and beyond for your twenty first. Boarding you two on the first plane to New York City and booking a room at the cutest hotel he could find.

So far you had taken in the statue of liberty, gone to an extravagant art museum and now you were seated in a beautiful restaurant, surrounded by hanging lights and vintage décor.

“You didn’t have to do all this, I would’ve been happy with 2 minute noodles and a box marathon of Harry Potter” You giggled and took in the scenery, everything was just as you’d imagined over the years

“I know it’s a bit much but I wanted to do something that we’d both remember forever, something bold we can tell our kids about and gush over when we’re both old and grey”

“How’d you know New York of all places, I’ve wanted to come here since i was around 5” You said, while at the same time wondering how you became so lucky to get a guy like Tom.

“When we went to your parents last month, you were helping your mom clean up and your dad told me it was all you ever talked about” He stopped for a moment and grabbed your hand “He told me about how you’ve been dying to visit the art museums, see the Eiffel tower.

You smiled, but inside you were practically melting.

“I love you more than life itself Tom Holland”

Midnight into morning coffee                                                                     Burning through the hours talking

Time was forgotten, last you’d checked it was almost 11pm.

Your lips moved against Toms hungrily, as did his. You needed him as much as he needed you right now.  

He moved so that he was hovering above you, his curly locks hanging an inch from his eyes and his photo-ready smile sat resting on his face. Tom was truly breathtaking.

His mouth landed on your neck, sucking and licking at the exposed skin causing what you would soon regret by morning.

With one hand he managed to undo the zipper on your dress, with the other he snaked it up your dress ever so elegantly, his fingers sending chills right where you needed him most right now. He pulled down the black lingere you had been wearing and flung it onto the floor.

“Tom, Fuck- Let me touch you”

“Tonight’s all about you darling, i wanna make you feel good” He said sensually, you simply nodded and pulled Tom in for another heated kiss.

“Just relax and enjoy”

Stay awhile stay awhile                                                                                      Stay here with me

“Exactly 12 hours until I have to leave again” Tom said sadly and tightened his arm, which happened to be wrapped around you. He’d managed to get a 2 day break, he’d spent every moment with you, his love. (And Tessa of course!)

“Just stay with me tonight, stay here with me” You whispered sadly, not wanting to think about the fact that in 12 hours Tom would have to leave for filming again and you’d be left alone. You fully supported Tom with his acting career, but sometimes you missed him more than anything. It was all totally worth it when you got to see how happy he was in interviews and press conferences.

You pressed your head into his chest, smelling his signature cologne on his t-shirt, It was calming. Even when Tom wasn’t with you, you’d smell that cologne on his pillow or a sweatshirt and immediately miss his touch, his kisses, his smile.

“We finish filming in 5 months, after that I’ll be with you so often you’ll start to get sick of me” Tom tried to joke, it as an attempt to at least put a small smile on your face, which he somewhat succeeded at.

“I could never be sick of you Thomas Stanley Holland ” You felt Tom begin to run his fingers through your hair, it was something he’d always do when he knew you were stressed or upset about something.

“What’d you mean? I’m not Tom, I’m Spider-Man”

I knew from the first time, I’d stay for a long time cause                                  I like me better when                                                                                          like me better when I’m with you

“So, you and Y/N? You guys finally made it official” The interviewer spoke

Toms face lit up, a bright smile landed itself on his features and he felt that little burst of light in his chest grow 5 times bigger.

“Yeah, it was about time really” Tom replied with a small laugh, pure joy in his voice “She makes me really happy and it makes me so pleased that the fans are being so kind about it” he finished

You stood backstage, deciding to be Tom’s accomplice for this certain interview. A range of photos of you and Tom showed up on the screen behind them. One of the photos showed Tom placing a delicate kiss on your cheek after what you recalled to be your second date, another was a goofy photo of you two behind the scenes of Homecoming, Tom was in his Spider-Man suit and you were holding Cap’s shield.

“Why don’t you tell us more about Y/N? I’m sure the fans are dying to know more”

“Well, I should start by saying that she’s my #1 fan” Tom and you both laughed at that, it was a running joke between you two “She’s just super lovely, funny, gorgeous and so down to earth. She’s perfect for me” Tom could’ve gone on and on, but decided to stop there and continue later

“Y/N seems to be making you a happy man, especially from what i saw backstage” The interviewer was in awe of the both of you

“She makes me a better person”

Tom wouldn’t admit it to you, or himself just yet but he was totally, utterly in love.

The Summer Fling (Chapter One) - Dylan O’Brien

Author: @were-cheetah-stiles

Title: “Boardy Barn”

Relationship: Dylan O’Brien x Reader/OFC

Author’s Note: You guys thought I was joking about writing something about me hating that Dylan smokes… never think that I am kidding (except, always assume that I am kidding…). This will be a short series. I’m imposing a limit on myself. Whatever. Don’t read it. It’s dumb. This will likely be the only Dylan shit I ever write. Okay byeeee.

Chapter One - Chapter Two 

Originally posted by alienlikealifestyle

“You okay, Dyl?”

“This is a lot of drunk people… this is just a lot of people in general, and I feel like some people have recognized me, an-“

“Dyl.. you wanted to come with me.”

“Well, I didn’t want to just sit at the house all day.”

“You’re going to be fine. You have sunglasses and a hat and some of this crap.” Julia rubbed her fingers against the stubble on his face in an aggressive, teasing sisterly way. “No one’s going to recognize you, why don’t we get you a drink so you can chill out.”

Dylan rolled his eyes, regardless of the fact that he knew his sister would not be able to see it behind his jet black Ray Ban sunglasses. He sighed and followed her through the throngs of sweaty and beer-soaked bodies towards the bar. He sidled up next to her and pressed his elbows against the bar.

That’s cool.” He said sarcastically, pursing his lips, as he removed his elbows from the beer-soaked counter, and peeled a sticky bottle cap off of his skin. His head whipped around when he heard someone say his older sister’s name excitedly.

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I Want To Know You

Request: “Hi! could you write a imagine where the reader moves to hogwarts from ilvermormy and Remus falls for her like he takes her on a tour of the school and he’s being very confident when he talks to her because I feel like Remus can be such a confident little shit when he wants to be and he really wants to impress the reader, I hope this is enough!!”

Pairing: Remus Lupin x Reader

Word Count: 1.6k

“Shit shit shit.” Remus mumbled to himself while running down the stairs, his coffee sploshing around in his cup. To his relief, as he rounded the corner, he saw the new first years only just exiting the Great Hall with their excited smiles and restless momentum.

“You’re late.” A white-haired boy grumbled, his arms crossed while he counted the children’s heads, not bothering to even look up.

“No, it appears I’m right on time, Lucius.” Remus grinned, trying to calm his burning lungs so that his panting wasn’t as obvious.

“Well you missed out on being assigned to a group.” He said. “Perhaps you could assist the new girl in our year instead.”

“New girl?” He frowned.

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Polaroids (G.D)

Summary: You and Grayson go on a random little adventure in the middle of nowhere in his hometown.

Word Count: 1,877

Warnings: None.

A/N: I should be sleeping, because I have to work tomorrow, but instead I’m looking at these pictures from their photo shoot with Bryant. I’m literally so IN LOVE with this photo shoot! But anyway, I felt inspired to write a cute little imagine. So enjoy guys ❤

for my baby @4odolans // @cassmoreiraxo because she loves sunflowers 💛🌻

Reader’s POV

“Gray, do you even know where you’re going?” I asked my boyfriend.  

Grayson and I are currently driving around New Jersey, and I have absolutely no idea where we were going. We were just hanging out at his parent’s new house, when he had this sudden urge to go on an adventure. I swear it’s literally almost impossible for him to just stay still.

“Just enjoy the ride baby girl.” Grayson says, resting his right hand on my thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze.

We ended up driving on a long open road, with nothing but wide-open land on both side of us. We were passing train tracks, old buildings, farms, and every once in a while, we would see a few buffalos in one of the fields. Being the wannabe photographer that I am, I took advantage of the beautiful scenery. I let down the passenger window and started taking pictures with my new Polaroid camera that Grayson surprised me with a few days ago.  

Jersey was beautiful, I see why the boys love it here. Yes, LA’s nice, but there’s something about Jersey that just captivates you. We continue driving on the long open road, with Kid Cudi blasting through the speakers. I would take a few pictures of Grayson as he was singing and dancing along to the music.  

“I take it you like your new camera?” Grayson asked, turning the radio down a bit.

“I love it! Thanks babe!” I said, leaning over the console and giving him a peck on the cheek.  

I notice Grayson slowing down the car. He came to a complete stop, and parked the car on the side of an empty dirt road.

“Why are we stopping here?” I asked confused.

“You’ll see.” He said, as he unbuckled his seat belt. He grabbed his keys from the ignition before getting out of the truck.

I got out the truck, and followed behind Grayson as he started walking along the dirt path in front of us. We continued on the path for a bit, with me stopping every other second just to take a picture. As I was bending down taking pictures of some pretty flowers, I heard Grayson talking to himself, but I soon realized he was recording a Snapchat video.

“She literally stops and takes pictures of everything.” Grayson said laughing, as he was recording me.  

I playfully stuck out my tongue at him.

We made up this small hill, and the view was incredible. It was as if I was looking at a Vincent Van Gogh painting. I tried to take a picture, but Grayson grabbed my hand, and started running down the little hill, pulling him with him.  

“Grayson, slow down!” I said laughing at my boyfriend. It was cute how excited he gets whenever he’s outdoors.

We finally slowed down, and stopped in front of this huge sunflower patch.  

“Aren’t sunflowers your favorite type of flowers?” Grayson asked with a cute smirk plastered on his face.

He was right, they were my favorite flowers. I loved them!  

“Wait here.” Grayson said, then quickly disappeared into the patch of tall yellow sunflowers.

I did as I was told, and waited for Grayson outside the fence. After a few minutes, he appeared with a sunflower that was cut down to a little over half its original length in his hand. He walked back over towards me, and handed me the pretty bright flower.

“Aww babe, it’s so pretty!” I said, sniffing the flower.

“You’re pretty. ” He said,as he bent down, giving me a kiss on my forehead.

Grayson grabbed my hand once more, and we walked into the field. I was in awe at how tall the flowers were. I mean I’ve seen sunflowers before, but they were just normal size flowers at the store. These sunflowers on the other hand were huge. They were almost as tall as Grayson, but definitely taller than me.  

We got to the middle of the patch and of course, Grayson takes out his phone to snap a picture, but I didn’t mind. He puts his phone away, and entwined both his index fingers with both of mine, rested his forehead on mine. He started to lean in for a kiss, but I removed my fingers from his, and took a step back, causing him to pout.

“If you want a kiss, you have to find me.” I said, as I started running off into the sunflower field.

“Do you realize how short you are?” I heard Grayson say from the same spot I left him in.

“No kiss until you find me.” I sang, hiding a few feet away from him.

I looked between the stems on the sunflowers, and I could see Grayson trying to look for me. But he was going in the wrong direction, so I figured I’d help him a little.

“You’re cold.” I said. He turned around and started heading in my directions.


“Colder!” I laughed at my boyfriend struggling to find me.

“All I wanted was a kiss. But I guess you rather play hide and seek.” He said, walking back in my direction.

“Can you find me now?” I said, as I threw my arms high over my head.  

I figured I had tortured him enough, so I decided to help him out. Hopefully my short arms would reach over the top of the flower.  

I felt my phone vibrate in my back pocket. I put my arms back down, and went to get my phone out of my back pocket. Opening up my phone, I saw that I had a notification from Instagram, so I went to the app to open it up.

( not my picture )

@GraysonDolan: “Lost my girlfriend in this here sunflower field. Can you guys find @YourInstagramName?”

I double tap on the photo, and looked in between the stems to see if I could see him, but he was no longer there. I was about to call out for him, when I felt two familiar strong arms wrap around my waist.  

“Found you.” Grayson whispered against my ear, making the little hairs on my back rise up.

“I believe I’m supposed to get my kiss now, right?” Grayson said, turning me around to face him.

Once I turned around, my eyes met with his hazel ones. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and pulled his head down so our foreheads touched. He kissed tip of my nose, causing me to giggle a bit, and after a few seconds, his soft pink lips connected with mine, and I felt the butterflies in the pit of stomach. No matter how long we’ve been together, I still get butterflies every time we kissed.  

We pulled away, and Grayson took my hand in his walking us out of the sunflower patch. We continued on the same dirt path that led us in here, having random conversations, me taking pictures with my polaroid camera, and Grayson recording me on snapchat every time I do.

“Yo Bryant, you better watch out. You got some competition here.” He said, as he was recording me taking pictures of the sky.

Ever since I started dating Grayson, I don’t think there has been a day, were I haven’t been in the middle of the woods, somewhere. He was so in touch with nature, and the outdoors. Both him and Ethan. They both love to be out in the middle of nowhere. And I can see why. It’s so peaceful and relaxing whenever you’re away from everything and everyone.

We ended up walking through a small corn field, and there was a random ladder standing up against a tree. Being the wannabe photographer that I am, my amateur photography skills kicked in, and I decided to climb on the ladder and take an overview picture of the field. Grayson notice me removing the lens from my camera, and started to laugh.

“What?” I asked.

“I’m surprise that thing hasn’t ran out of film yet!” Grayson said, shaking his head. I rolled my eyes at him playfully, and asked him to hold the ladder as I climbed on.

I got onto the 7th step of the ladder, and asked Grayson to hand me my Polaroid camera. As I reached for it, I couldn’t help but admire how good my boyfriend looked from this view. The sunlight hit his tanned skin perfectly. His muscles showed through his white t-shirt as he was holding the ladder up. He looked so good. Everything from his define jawline, to his cute little button nose, even the mole on his chin. My boyfriend was literally a masterpiece.  

“Are you going to take your picture babe?” He asked, breaking me out of my thoughts.

“The corn field suddenly isn’t that interesting.” I said, as I held the camera up and started taking pictures of Grayson.  

“What are you doing?” He asked smiling.

“Do you have any idea how good you look right now?”

“Way better than a crusty corn field!” I said causing him to laugh.

I took a few shots of him while he was laughing, and he told to stop.  

Yeah, how about no.  

“Take one hand off the ladder, and put it down.” I said, trying to tell Grayson how to pose.

“Baby, I think you got enough pictures today. Plus, the sun is in my eye.” He tried to get himself out of taking more pictures, but it didn’t work.

“Do you talk back to Bryant when he shoots you?” I asked, causing him to roll his eyes playfully.

He did as I said, and removed one hand from the ladder, and kept it back at his side. He kept shutting on eye because of the sun, but it didn’t matter because the picture still came out perfect.

“Thanks for being my model.” I said getting on my tippy toes and giving Grayson a kiss on the cheek.  

“Might have to let you do our photo shoots from now on.” Grayson said laughing, as he was looking at the polaroids.

The sun started to set in the horizon, as we were in the car heading back to the house. I’ve seen sunsets before, but they’re nothing compared to this one. I turned around to reach in the back for my polaroid camera, then turned back towards the windshield. I went to take a picture, but my camera made a hissing sound.

“You ran out of film didn’t you?” Grayson asked as he was laughing in the driver seat.

I nodded my head, and put my camera back in the backseat. I felt Grayson’s hand tracing small circles on the inside of my palm, before grabbing it, and locking his fingers with mine.

“We can get you some more tomorrow, before we go.” He said.

“Where are we going tomorrow?” I asked curious.

“You’ll see.”  


Im just going…to dump these WIP’s here…hahah …

Im trash  for this game so I went on a roll and drew a bunch of sketches of the characters. The first sketch is going to have a final done for it since I absolutely love the result of the sketch. Yes I know I screwed up on 9s design on the 3rd picture but I like it anyway. I am also sorry for the last sketch , strangely enough before I even played the game or looked into it, I had a weird dream with me being in a scenery where I saw in the distance 2B stabbed in a clear area by a Katana and felt a heavy draft of sorrow when I saw that (almost cried).

But anyway I just wanted to share some more nier sketches I did.(and that pun)  ^u^

Drawn by me : Laundingo (S.R)

Tool: Paint tool SAI

anonymous asked:

OMG PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE continue the MC kidnapped by Saeran fic! It's so good, so sweet, I love it so much!

Wahh I promised it by the end of the week but I’m 52 minutes late >o<

I’m sorry guys  。゚・ (>﹏<) ・゚。

I hope you still enjoy? There were quite a few requests for the third part aha thank you all <3


Click here for: [Part One] [Part Two]

Note: If you haven’t read the first two parts, the 3rd part miiight not make sense in terms of how the story ended up here XD


“Are you… lying to me?”

“No,” you whispered, crawling towards him and enveloping him into your arms. He deserved all the affection that you could offer.

He lifted his head, meeting your eyes. His mint-teal eyes captivated you—such a unique colour… You felt your eyes closing, and you began to lean in subconsciously. (Also because you were still affected by Seven’s damn drugs.)

A series of knocks came at the door, and the two of you immediately jumped apart. Saeran regained himself, running a hand through his bleached hair.

“I have to go,” he said with a hint of hoarseness in his voice, taking on a cool, nonchalant expression again, hands in his pockets.


The bedroom door swung open from Saeran’s kick.

The lights were shut. The bed was made, even though you had sat on it earlier. Everything was neatly organized just as Saeran had left it.

Even though you were supposed to be there, waiting for him.

Panic stirring in his chest, Saeran dropped the box of pizza onto a nearby desk. His eyes scavenged the entire room. There had to be some traces of where you had disappeared to.

Oh god, what if another of the Saviour’s servants had taken you away? Had it been discovered that he hadn’t locked you in the dungeons? But… he really didn’t believe you deserved such cruel treatment. And he… he couldn’t bear to do that to someone else. Locking someone up and restricting their freedom, that is. Why would he do that, when he’d been traumatized by his own experience?

No matter how badass he looked, Saeran Choi would never willingly abuse anyone.

Maybe under the influence of drugs, but god, even then, he regretted it every damn time after sobering up.

“MC?” he cautiously called out, shutting the door behind him in case anyone heard. He couldn’t risk getting caught hiding you in his room. It had been of his own will, and against the Saviour’s orders.

A light bang came from his walk-in closet.

“Oof!” He heard you squeal.

In a mix of relief and worry, he opened the closet door, only to find you sitting in his clothes on the floor. You looked at him like a deer caught in headlights, eyes wide.

His eyes travelled down your body, noticing that you were wearing one of his black hoodies, unzipped, and… was that a pair of his boxers? Holy cr-

“MC…” he struggled to maintain a steady voice. “What are you doing?”

You grinned, giddily zipping up the hoodie. “I’m being you!!” you giggled, eyes shining with pride.

Saeran stared blankly, wondering if it was really the drugs still in effect, or if this was just your normal self. Or perhaps a mix? Either way, you were really… vulnerable.

He swallowed hard, averting his eyes from your body. “So uh, where are your own clothes…?” he asked.

You gasped, shock filling your features. “What the- I think they disappeared!! My clothes ran awayyyy,” you wailed, swinging your sleeves in the air. “What do I do, Mr. Kidnapper!?!”

He sighed, “They can’t run away, MC. And I told you before, my name is Saeran.”

“Okaaaaay, Saaaaeran,” you grumbled, standing up reluctantly from your slightly uncomfortable position.

“Anyway, I uhm, brought dinner for you. Figured you’d be hungry by now?” Saeran gestured to the box of pizza on the table.

Your eyes lit up at the sight of it, and jumped into his arms in excitement. Then, you backed off, remembering how the two of you had almost kissed when you were this close earlier. A light blush tinted your cheeks as you looked away.

Covering up for suddenly distancing yourself, you posed a question instead. “Saeran… A-am I allowed to do that?” you said softly, asking for permission to touch him. He’d had a panic attack earlier, after all, so you wanted to make sure he was comfortable with your touch. (Even though it was also an excuse for backing off just now.)

The man in question was blushing, turning his head to the side to avoid your eyes. “I don’t mind,” he mumbled. “C’mon.”

You followed him with your eyes as he threw a few blankets on the floor, under the ceiling window. He also tossed a couple pillows, then turned back to look at you questioningly. “Are you coming or not…?”

Secretly, he wondered if he was doing this wrong. Being sweet, that is.

You nodded shyly, walking over to sit down. He flashed you a brief, impish grin as you did, feeling his heart rise in pride that you were willing to spend time with him like this.

You flopped yourself back onto the pillows, staring up at the sky from the large window on the ceiling.

Above you, you could see colours in the sky, and at first you thought it was the Aurora Borealis. Saeran chuckled, “Wow… a night rainbow. How rare.”

“Huh? Night rainbow…?”

“Look, MC,” he pointed. “The colours are only just vibrant enough to make out. Since our Mint Eye Headquarters are so high up on the hills, we see pretty amazing night scenery here. It’s also why I requested to have a room on the top floor, so I could install the window just for this.”

You smiled quietly, noting that he really seemed to appreciate the natural beauty of the sky. The two of you quietly munched away at your slices of pizza, appreciating each other’s presence under the view. Neither of you even knew how much time had passed, but the stars continued to move across the sky.

At one point, Saeran suddenly turned his head quietly to you, and you boldly returned his intense stare. Eyes fluttering shut, you found yourself leaning in once again. This time, no one would interrupt.

His lips covered yours skillfully—though you struggled not to burst out laughing from the thought of how your first kiss with him was filled with the taste of pizza. His kiss was hesitant, almost as if wondering whether you’d accept all of him or not. You crawled onto his lap, pressing your lips harder against his to deepen the kiss.

He groaned, quickly wrapping his arms around you, trying to feel for more of you. He gazed at you passionately, hand at the top of your zipper. “Please… MC,” he murmured softly, grazing his lips at your neck. “Let me have you.”

“Yes,” you moaned quietly, placing your hand over his to pull down the zipper, revealing yourself to him.

Although the whole kidnapping situation was plain weird, and neither of you knew what tomorrow would bring, or what the “Saviour” would do to you from now on… in this very moment, in this very night, you were together. And that was all that mattered.


Schools out for the summer so that means I can open commissions publicly again! I will opening 6 new slots for commissions and I’m going to be opening them in the same manner I did last time.

Instead of accepting on a “first come, first serve” basis, I will be opening submissions for commissions for the next day or so. From the time of this post to Saturday May 13th at 10 pm central I will be taking in emails and after things close back up I’m going to dig through what I have and pick 6 to accept from the pile!

Now on to the details :

- All commission info MUST be submitted through email to shadowrabbits.art@gmail.com. Simple inquiries can be sent through Tumblr asks or messaging system for quicker replies, however.

- I don’t have a strict form to fill out! Format things however you’d like but just please, please be thorough. References are majorly important, even if they’re pieces from here and there. You don’t need to have personal art already done for your character, you can simply Google image search references and send them my way. Send me tons of info! Seriously. Some people don’t like getting too much but I’m not that way at ALL. 

- I can and will happily do many different things that aren’t strictly listed on my commission info sheet including :

  • NSFW
  • Landscape/environment/scenery work
  • Design (armor, clothing, weaponry, etc)
  • Non-World of Warcraft characters
  • Basically if it isn’t a hard NO, I’ll likely do it.

However, I will NOT do:

  • Furry or animal centric
  • Mecha or machine heavy work or designs

If you have a question concerning what I will and won’t draw, just ask!

- More of my art can be found HERE.

- My TERMS OF SERVICE must be read and understood before commissioning me.

Signal boosts are greatly appreciated! Thanks so much everyone!

Walking on Air

i.e. Jungkook takes his girlfriend to Hawaii

Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Fluff, fluff, teasing, dash of angst, oral, and more fluff

Word Count: 7,272 (holy fuck, kill me. I wrote this in two days, plus I did a hell of a lot of research just for this scenario)

Anonymous Ask: “can you do a drabble for jungkook like you did for tae? Btw i loved the taehyung drabble a lot”

Originally posted by mayfifolle

*I changed the gif b/c the other one wasn’t working and it irked me.

A/N: Voíla! Thanks again for the ask Nonnie! Okay, so before you all read this go look up Westin Maui Resort ‘cause holy shit, I wanna go! 

Here’s a virtual tour of the resort: https://youtu.be/R7g3GfhG81Q

Important Note:Most italicized words in dialogue are in Korean. Non-italicized are in English.” *Y/N is a native english-speaker, but is fluent in Korean as well; and at this point in time, Jungkook is finally fluent in english.* (I apologize to those of you who aren’t native english speakers. I just thought it was an interesting concept, especially because I wanted to see Namjoon’s responses to this couple.)

-Also, Yeobo is a term of affection between typically older married couples, but I think it’s cute (and apparently so does real life Jungkook (*>ω<*).)

Song: Walking on Air by Katy Perry

As you stepped into the fresh open air outside of the airport on the island of Maui, you gasped.

“Holy shit, this is amazing!” You were in awe of the island’s beauty, having never been there before, and you couldn’t help but wonder how you’d gotten to be so lucky. Who else could say that they’d been asked by their wonderful boyfriend to go to Hawaii with him and his 6 other friends, just ‘cause? You doubted there were many who could.

You circled in place, taking in as much of the scenery as possible. Everything was so vibrant and beautiful. From where you were, you couldn’t see the ocean, but it couldn’t have been too far away. You couldn’t wait to go exploring.

“Jungkook! Oh my god! Are you seeing this?”

Jungkook laughed at your outburst. “Yes, Y/N. I see it. Remember? I’ve been here before.

You turned to your boyfriend and glared. “Well, excuse me for being a nobody.

Jungkook reached out and touched your shoulder. “Yah, Y/N-ah. Don’t be like that.”

You slapped his hand away, and picked up your luggage, walking towards the van in a huff. “Whatever.”

Behind you, Jungkook rolled his eyes at your behavior. You could be so difficult sometimes. He caught up to you and grabbed your bags before you could protest, stashing them in the van. “Yah! Jungkook-ah! What do you think you’re doing?!” Said man turned and grinned at you before pulling you in for a quick kiss.

I don’t know what you mean?” He said innocently.

You pushed him off of you gently, and turned to climb into the van. “Aish, you’re so difficult.”

Jungkook followed you into the vehicle, and proceeded to sit next to you in the back. “Oho? I’m the one being difficult? Have you met yourself, missy?

You turned to him and scoffed. “What’s that supposed to mean?

Jungkook scooted closer to you, pressing himself against your arm, and whispered, “It means, princess, that you’re difficult sometimes,” and pressed a kiss against the tip of your nose.

You slapped his arm in retaliation. “Yah! What do you mean sometimes?

Jungkook just giggled as you repeatedly smacked his arm. “It means that the other half of the time, you’re my wonderful girlfriend, whom I love very much, and would do anything for.

He gently took the wrist of the hand you were beating him with into his own, and brushed his lips against the knuckles. You blushed shyly in response to his romantic actions.


Jungkook intertwined his fingers with yours, and bit his lip. “You’re so adorable when you get all shy.

Yoongi, whom you hadn’t realized had already climbed into the van, grunted tiredly. “Aish. How do you two have so much energy?

Jungkook looked surprised as well. “How are you still sleepy, hyung? You slept the entire time we were on the plane!”

Yoongi slowly turned to look at Jungkook. “Well, trying to get any sleep on an 11 hour journey in a flying lighting rod isn’t exactly comforting, nor is it the right setting to get any kind of real rest. Especially when I’m surrounded by idiots such as yourself.”

You snorted. “Oppa, you can sleep anywhere. You’re not fooling anyone.”

Yoongi huffed and turned back towards the front.

You turned back to Jungkook, shaking your head. “Who’s the difficult one again?”

You both giggled as Hoseok and Jin climbed into the seats in front of you.

What are you two giggling about back there?” Hoseok furrowed his eyebrows at the two of you, and smiled a bit in endearment.

You and Jungkook grinned at each other. “Aha… Nothing~.”

Jin shook his head at yours and Jungkook’s antics. “Aish, you kids. Buckle up because we are about to leave.

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A Review of Maggie Umber 2017. Sound of Snow Falling. 2dcloud: Minneapolis, MN.

I received my copy of Maggie Umber’s (@maggieumber) Sound of Snow Falling this week. This is an attempt at putting in words some things that it brought to me, even if a piece of music might be able to say it better.

Not only has Maggie Umber succeeded in her stated goal “to make science more accessible to non-scientists”, as testified by the owl researcher James Duncan in his foreword to this book — but her scientifically accurate work has a huge emotional impact which is that of a work of art. Popularizing science has been a trend in recent years if one looks at the success of the YouTube channels such as those of Mitch Moffit & Greg Brown of @asapscience, Emilie Graslie of @thebrainscoop, and Hank Green & co. of @scishow, following in the footsteps of such eminent science communicators as Neil DeGrasse Tyson and Bill Nye. What Maggie Umber does, however, is not so much to popularize as to give us an engaging living viewport into the lives of the Great Horned Owls in their environment.

What for me was the most immediate and accessible part of the novel, was its depiction of winter light. The colour scheme is very restrained: umber, the colour used by the Dutch Baroque masters to give chiaroscuro shades, and near-monochromatic grayscale gradients dominate the work with blue. Some muted red is added here and there to give additional strength and contrast. For me, the effect is instantly recognizable. This is what winter light feels like. Many of the general landscape sceneries recall to my mind Finnish landscape painters such as Akseli Gallen-Kallela and Pekka Halonen.

On the other hand, some of the deceivingly easy looking brush strokes remind me of the Japanese art of Zen ink painting. 

This sort of a meditative mood is what I take home from the novel - a nowness of a world depicted and evoked with just a few lines. What is the sound of snow falling is like asking the kōan – what is the sound of one hand clapping. Umber’s nonverbal communication through the narrative is evocative of nowness of hearing the silence, the silence that John Cage proved does not exist except in the act of putting together of the sounds themselves (“one enters an anechoic chamber [–] to discover that one hears two sounds of one’s own unintentional making (nerve’s systematic operation, blood’s circulation)” John Cage 1955. Experimental Music: Doctrine). The silence that is what makes music, music.

And yet, the effect of her novel is entirely contemporary and new. The documentary-film–like quality of the work rises to the fore for example in the sequences of nesting as if through a streaming webcam. Even if she started off in the idiom of graphic novels with their narration techniques, I feel that Maggie Umber has moved beyond, into the realm of art as a portable, affordable treasure to be owned. These things don’t happen that often. So, if you don’t have it yet, grab it while you can.

The credits roll, I stand up.

This is my one hand clapping for you, Maggie.

On the Train || Jungkook || Oneshot

Originally posted by hohbi

Word Count: 1403

Genre: fluff, oneshot

Summary: There was a sadness in his eyes that vanished when he saw you.

There was always a boy on the train. Since you were young, he’d be there and as you grew up he was still there. He would always sit at the back of the train and he would stare out the window. When he was too small to see out the window, he’d stare at his hands, but as he grew and now that he’s older, his were trained outwards at some mysterious force. His eyes were always a little moist and his head was always a little tilted. He never smiled and when he did, it was a sad and small smile, as if he were reminiscing.

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Scott McCall AU (part 2)


Plot: Any permanent mark your soulmate gets, you get. Along with a distinct, unique tattoo that appears after an important moment in your soulmate’s life, however, you have no idea how you get away clean

A/N: Sorry it’s late haha, but I actually really got into writing this part, so it’s kinda long (9 pages long). Also… I’m not sure how long this Scott series is going to last but based on how this one went, I’m betting not very long. Anyways, enjoy and give me some feedback! Also, just so you guys know I started part 3 last night!


“College weekend! Are you ready honey?” Your mom asked.

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A School of Fire and Shadow (Part 1)

Here it is! The first part of my new series! Please comment and send me feedback, thank you all so much for reading!!

Tagging: @rhysand-and-rowan @rugrat-mama @rowanismybae (let me know if you want to be tagged in future parts!)

TOG x ACOTAR crossover - Hogwarts au

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If Aelin Galathynius wasn’t already dreadfully excited at the thought of attending Hogwarts, she definitely became so the minute she ran through the 9 ¾ barrier. Her first steps onto the platform felt like she was walking on clouds instead of the hard cement. Rhoe and Evalin, Aelin’s flustered parents, could hardly keep up with the young eleven-year-old as she weaved through the crowd - somehow maneuvering around people even with a trolley stuffed with trunks being pushed in front of her. People practically jumped out of the way as she passed, pulling children close to save them from wheels rolling over little feet.

The Galathynius’ muttered quick apologies to disgruntled parents as they rushed to catch up to their little witchling. Unfortunately, the witch and her muggle husband were too late, which they realized as soon as they saw the overturned cart in the middle of a ten foot clearing of people. Their daughter stood with her hands on her hips - a stance she was getting too good at assuming - and bickering with a white-haired young wizard who was picking himself up from the ground.

“You’re crazy!” He exclaimed, brushing off his robes - generic black, so he must be a first year without a house yet.

Aelin scoffed, gesturing towards her upset cart with a incredibly expectant expression. “Excuse me, you are the one who ran in front of my trolley like a dementor is on your heels. The least you could do is help me put it back together again.”

The sneer that overtook the boy’s face does nothing more than send Aelin’s eyes rolling. “Well, princess, I believe you are the one who was hurtling around with reckless abandon. It surely is not my fault your cart ran over me!”

“Oh, no!” Aelin cooed, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Did I accidentally hurt the itty bitty baby?” She mocked.

Rhoe and Evalin finally reach their daughter, her mother barely able to contain the squirming puppy in her arms. Rhoe set a hand on Aelin’s shoulder, a firm order to stand down, as the event had begun to gather a crowd. Evalin expertly slipped the small dog into the young witch’s arms, prohibiting the girl from starting any real fight.

The wizard scowled once more, tugged on the lapels of his robe self-righteously, and stalked away towards the quickly filling up train. Aelin’s parents made quick work of reassembling their daughter’s cart, and quickly pushed her and the dog towards the luggage and animal cars. Once they had her nicely packed away, they each kissed her on the cheek.

“Please try not to get into too many fights, Fireheart,” Her mother pleaded, her eyes shining with worry for her daughter’s safety.

Rhoe’s eyes however, were shining with mischief. “At least not right away.” Aelin grinned up at her father, hugged both her parents, and made an empty promise to play nice. Her mother just shook her head.

Suddenly, three long pulls from the horn alerted the family that the train was about to leave. Aelin was pushed hurriedly towards the door, which shut promptly behind her. Leaning out the window, she waved to her parents as the Hogwarts Express began to slowly move. She waited until Rhoe and Evalin were out of sight before turning to seek out a compartment, a late decision that she soon comes to regret.

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