i just need to scan it

I’ve got a job interview tomorrow that I’m a bit :/ about bc i got so little info on it

Kallura- Follow The Leader

@kentaruhinaka requested a Kallura fic where Allura and Keith have a fight and make up, so I wrote it.  May not be exactly what you were thinking, but I hope you like this.

Author’s Note: This fic has MAJOR spoilers for season 2, so if you haven’t seen it yet, don’t read this fic.  Also, with the way I wrote it, this fic can be viewed either as Kallura or as just a gen/close friendship/sibling fic.  So, whatever floats your boat. ^_~

Title: Follow The Leader

Rating: G

Series: Voltron The Legendary Defender

Characters: Keith and Allura

Summary: After the battle with Zarkon, Allura feels the need to bring up a topic Keith doesn’t wish to discuss.

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anonymous asked:

Number 29 please! Love ya! Xx

“This is sad.” Joe lifted a hand, blocking the sunlight from his eyes as he scanned the sky.

“What is?” Caspar questioned from behind him, head tilted back as well.

“The fact that I’m standing down here, while Y/N is up there.”

“But your terrified of heights.”

“Well, I know that.” Joe grumbled, “No need to remind me.”

“Then what’s the issue?” Caspar asked, grinning as they saw the figure falling towards them.

“Just… how is my wife more badass than me?

But neither man tried to answer as they watched Y/N draw closer to the ground, her cries of excitement echoing around them.

“Maybe one day you’ll be able to skydive as well.” Caspar said, clapping Joe on the shoulder before they walk towards Y/N, who’s grinning broadly over at them.

hi my friends – !!  for the month of february, i really want to do IncWriMo – which means writing a letter to a different person for each day of the month. i need 13 more people to complete the month !!    if any of you would like a letter, please comment on this / DM me !  even if we don’t talk a lot / at all, i’ll  excitedly write you one !!  i prefer to send them via mail,  but  if you don’t feel comfortable sending me an address, i can definitely scan the letter for you.  (  but mailed letters can lead to pen pals or gifts, just sayin’.  )   

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We don’t need boys to get along…! Is that bad?

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Glen gives Gil a piggyback ride; Pandora Hearts by Jun Mochizuki

Favorite manga moment as requested by anonymous~

You can change back now, y’know…

Drew the marauders hanging out after a full moon for a trade with  gaddingwithghouls :) 

tried out some different texture/coloring techniques and really enjoyed how it came out!! Might work more on balancing it into my usual art style so it isn’t such a shift/feels more like ME,  though. 

also if anyone else wants to do HP fanart trades I’m totally up for it

Too Right To Be Wrong [Chapter 2]

Originally posted by myjaebutt

Chapter 2 of Too Right to Be Wrong

Chapter 1

Series Genre: Angst/Smut/Fluff

Warnings: Adult Content


Mark didn’t hesitate, he pulled you onto his lap immediately causing you to giggle in shock.

He looked at you again in the same way he had just a few minutes earlier. It was a look of complete adoration and need. You felt as if you were going to melt. He bit his bottom lip as his eyes scanned your body.

“Mark,” you whispered… “I want you”.

Mark groaned at your words, they were all he had ever wanted to hear.

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Transformers Animated Season 4 Preliminary Episode Guide

My decrepit-ass scanner appears to have died after many years of service, so I am just gonna type these up.  If I get it working again, I will add scans!

These are all taken from a two-page spread in the newest (Oct/Nov 2016) issue of the Transformers Collector’s Club official magazine.  Issue 71.

EPISODES BELOW THE CUT.

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Just when I dropped the Fairy Tail manga, I suddenly pre-ordered the Harvest -Fairy Tail Illustrations- (the 2nd artbook) and Hiro Mashima’s Rakugaki book o(^▽^)o

I still love Mashima’s art style so I need that in my collection >w< And I do bet there will be a lot of illustrations for the ships like Nalu, Gruvia, Jerza and Gajevy and more.

Should I scan it, once I have my hands on these books?! I’ll let you guys decide o.o

“I don’t have the receipt, can I still return this?”

“Don’t you have any more of these in the back?”

“I want to speak to the manager!”

“Oh I’m not going to buy anything, I’m just looking!”

“I know you’re about to close, but I just need one thing!”

“It didn’t scan, it must be free!”

my New Year’s Eve

I covered about a hundred patients lat night. A partial transcript:

“He’s back from IR and his hemoglobin is still dropping…”

“Her blood glucose is back down to the 30s after an amp of D50…”

“We just can’t get the art stick…”

“The ativan worked for about an hour but he’s shaking again…”

“He just told me that he usually takes a bunch of psych meds, not sure which ones…”

“The ambulance company refused to take him because his BP is 98/50…”

“She’s usually tachy to the teens, but now she’s up to 140 and more altered…”

“I need you to see this guy about his hiccups…”

“I know she’s full code, but…”

“I know he’s DNR/DNI, but…”

“Her bladder scan shows >999cc residual and four nurses have been unable to pass a foley…”

“She’s on a psych hold and we don’t have any more sitters…”

“He’s still asking for a laxative…”

“He’s tachypnic to 70 and there’s blood in his ET and foley…”

“I’m not going to be able to see your patient, we have too many traumas coming in…”

“We don’t do q2h fingersticks on this floor…”

“He’s itchy all over…”

“I think your pager might not be working…”

“The second dose of haldol isn’t helping, please discontinue telemetry…”

“He’s threatening to leave AMA…”

“His lungs sound really wet and he’s desatting to the 70s…”

“She’s agitated and won’t stay in bed…”

“He wants to talk to you about his pain meds…”

“He wants to talk to you about his pain meds…”

“He wants to talk to you about his pain meds…”

“He wants to talk to you about his pain meds…”

“He’s screaming at me because you haven’t come to talk with him about his pain meds…”

The New Year (One-Shot)

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 2186

Warnings: Fluff, Language, Drinking

Author’s Notes: Guys – (Fair Warning) I feel like I am way better at longer multi-part stories, but after getting halfway through this I was determined to finish it. Also, for those of you that are caught up with “I Can’t Save Her” – I just felt like I needed to give you some fluff to bandage your emotional trauma with >.<

This was inspired by Death Cab for Cutie’s “The New Year”

P.S. A new part of “I Can’t Save Her” should be out on Monday <3

Originally posted by xphanlocked

Originally posted by veronikaphoenix


So this is the new year.
And I don’t feel any different.
The clanking of crystal
Explosions off in the distance


Bucky shrugged his shoulders uncomfortably under the fabric of his suit. He sighed as his eyes scanned the room. He had promised Steve that he would come to Tony’s New Year’s party, but he now wished he could be anywhere else. Occasionally people had tried to start polite conversations with him, but the charm he had used to his advantage in the 1940s just wasn’t there anymore. He waived for the bartender to bring him another scotch as he sighed to himself. He spotted Steve in a corner – his lips locked with those of a pretty blonde’s. He couldn’t help but chuckle to himself as he muttered, “Good job, Stevie.” He hoped that the party would pass painlessly and quickly so he could retire to his room and be done with socializing for another year.

So this is the new year
And I have no resolutions
For self assigned penance
For problems with easy solutions

 

Throughout the course of the night people proudly spoke of all the things they planned on doing for the new year. Bucky internally rolled his eyes at most of them. It all seemed so pointless to him – within a few weeks most resolutions would fall to the wayside or would conveniently change because people didn’t want to adhere to them, but also didn’t want to be the first person in their circle to break their resolution.

“What’s your resolution for the year?” one flirty girl had asked him after she had droned on about starting a liquid diet to lose weight – an idea that Bucky found absolutely preposterous.

“What?” Bucky asked distracted. He had stopped listening to her at least ten minutes ago but had continued to add “mhms” and “yeahs” during the appropriate pauses.

“I mean you must have some type of resolution! Everyone does!” The girl motioned to several admiring suitors around her – she had completely ignored them for most of her one-sided conversation and focused all of her attentions on Bucky.

“Oh well…” Bucky was at a loss. He still wasn’t really paying attention because he had become distracted by a guest who had just arrived. His eyes were locked on hers from across the room. She was stunning in a classic red dress with lips to match. Her brown hair fell beautifully around her face as she removed her coat. Bucky swallowed hard as he continued to watch her. “I guess to not kill people…” he half muttered – not taking his eyes off the woman as she smiled politely at him from across the room.

“Oh… well that’s… um… nice,” the flirty blonde responded flatly.

“What’s nice?” he asked as he turned to look back at her, but she was already crossing the room with one of the suitors she had been ignoring. “Oh thank god,” Bucky muttered under his breath and he ran his hand through his hair. He was completely relieved that she was finally gone.

“Buck – I’ve never seen a woman run away from a man that quickly,” Steve chuckled from behind him as he slapped him on the back.

“Oh hilarious, Steve. I’m just glad she’s gone. Did you know people do ‘liquid diets’ now?” Bucky asked half-amused and half-shocked.

“Oh yeah – it’s apparently all the rage now,” Steve responded with a chuckle.

Bucky shook his head in disbelief. “I am never going to be able to date a woman again. I swear, Steve.”

Steve laughed again. “Oh come on Buck. I saw that little moment you had with our newest guest from across the room.”

Bucky felt himself blush. Oh what the fuck – he thought to himself. He was Bucky Barnes – a sergeant, a POW, an Avenger, and Captain America’s best friend – he did not blush. He cleared his throat uncomfortably. “It was that noticeable, huh?” He shot his friend a sarcastic smile, but he could feel his heartbeat quicken at the mention of the woman.

“I’m pretty sure a blind man could have picked up on it,” Steve chortled. “You should go talk to her. I think you would like her.”

“Do you know her?” Bucky asked surprised. The idea of actually interacting with the woman made his heart race.

“Oh yeah she’s one of Sharon’s friends. Her name is Y/N. I’ve met her a few times and she’s always been a really fun gal to be around,” Steve said as he shrugged casually.

“I don’t know Stevie – maybe I should just stay at the bar,” Bucky added. He was unsure of himself suddenly which was a problem he rarely encountered.

“Suit yourself, pal. Your loss,” Steve called over his shoulder as he walked towards where the woman and Sharon were sitting.


So everybody put your best suit or dress on
Let’s make believe that we are wealthy for just this once
Lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn
As thirty dialogs bleed into one

 

Bucky sat at the bar and tried his best to avoid small talk. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat every time someone sat near him. He was ready to leave, but it was impossible to escape back to his apartment without Steve noticing – so he remained at the bar miserable and bored out of his mind. Suddenly someone bumped into his arm causing him to spill his drink. He looked up mildly annoyed to find Y/N looking at him apologetically.

“Oh god… I’m so sorry! I am such a klutz. I never wear heels but my friend made me tonight. Let me get you another drink?” She asked with a smile.

Throughout her rambling Bucky could feel a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “Oh it’s okay – really. I would let you buy me a drink, but it’s an open bar so I feel like you would be cheating yourself,” he laughed.

She blushed violently and laughed as she shook her head at herself. “Of course it is. I’m not used to parties like these – actually I never go to parties if I’m being honest. Do you mind if I sit next to you?” she asked shyly.

Bucky smiled at her – he was grateful for the distraction to help pass the time. “Not at all. I’m Bucky by the way,” he offered her his hand.

She smiled sweetly and took his hand firmly. “It’s kind of hard to not know who you are,” she replied. Bucky grimaced at this – of course she would know who he was. How many people had he killed publically during her lifetime? “Oh no… not like that!” She responded after seeing his reaction. “I just mean… well I’m friends with Sharon, and I know Steve so I’ve heard a lot about you. A lot of good things. I’m Y/N by the way.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Y/N.”  He couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she was. There was something about her that reminded him of the times he used to have before the War and the things that followed. It made him feel comfortable and for the first time he was glad that he had agreed to come to the party.

They talked to each other for hours. The nervousness that Bucky had felt when first speaking with her was a distant memory as they laughed and drank. He discovered that she worked with Sharon at the C.I.A. and had been stationed overseas for the last five years, but had recently been relocated to New York. He also noticed that she seemed just as uncomfortable as he was with all the people at the party.

“I swear there are more people in here now. I seriously can’t stand this much noise,” she complained with a huff. Bucky grinned at her; he had been thinking the same thing. “What is it?” she asked – her face with tinged a slight pink from all the champagne she had drank.

“Let’s get out of here. I want to show you something,” he responded bravely as he took her hand and pulled her behind him to the elevator.

“Where are we going?” she asked excitedly.

“Just wait and you’ll see,” Bucky responded as they entered the elevator. He shrugged off his jacket and handed it to her. She graciously accepted it as the elevator continued to rise. He felt sure of himself for the first time in months, but he also felt his pulse quickening at the thought of being alone with her.

I wish the world was flat like the old days
Then I could travel just by folding a map
No more airplanes, or speed trains, or freeways
There’d be no distance that could hold us back.

As the doors to the elevator opened to the roof of the compound Y/N let out a gasp. “Are we going in that?” She pointed at the helicopter.

“We sure are!” Bucky responded proudly as they walked towards the helicopter. 

As he was fiddling with the controls Y/N buckled her seatbelt. She paused for a second looking unsure as to what she should say. “Are you sure it’s safe?” she asked hesitantly.

“Of course it’s safe! I’ve flown more times than I can count. Don’t you trust me?” he asked teasingly as he smirked playfully at her.

“Well of course, but I mean… you’ve been drinking…” She blushed again. Bucky couldn’t help but smile at her. He found her inability to keep from blushing at the slightest things to be adorable. It was one of the first things he had noticed about her besides her beauty.

“I’m a super soldier, doll. I could drink that entire bar and wouldn’t feel so much as a tingle,” he laughed.

She looked at him with a tinge of embarrassment. “Oh… I mean… That makes sense I guess.” She smiled at him shyly as he adjusted the straps of her belt to make sure she was safely in place. He paused for a moment after he had completed his task. He was suddenly acutely aware of how close her lips were to his. His breath caught in his throat as he looked up at her to see that she had noticed it too.

After a moment he swallowed hard and patted her hand, “All set. Let’s go.”

As they took off he was mentally kicking himself. What the hell, Barnes? Why didn’t you just kiss the girl? He thought to himself.  The moment had been there and he had let it slip through his fingers. He couldn’t believe it.

“So where exactly are we going?” Y/N’s voice broke through his inner monologue.

“Well you were tired of people – how about we spend New Years watching them from afar?” he asked as he turned to her. She grinned at him and looked out the window.

“Won’t we get in trouble?” she asked as she turned back to look at Bucky.

He shot her a sly smile as he chuckled. “Did you see the name on this helicopter? It says ‘STARK’ – we can get away with anything.” She laughed with delight as Bucky neared Times Square. He sighed with relief – they made it just in time to see the ball drop as a sea of people below cheered. Y/N stared out the window marveling – only breaking to turn to Bucky and smile.

So this is the new year

 

Once they had safely landed back at the compound Bucky helped Y/N unbuckle herself, and grabbed her waist to lift her out of the helicopter. His actions caught her by surprise and she laughed while trying to conceal her blush.

“So… everything you hoped for?” Bucky asked her hesitantly. He hoped that she had enjoyed being able to ring in the new year without dealing with so many people, but he suddenly felt a little unsure of what he had done. He wasn’t one for grand gestures – especially for people he barely knew.

“It’s actually more than I could have hoped for,” she responded sweetly. She paused as she looked up at him with a smile on her face. “Well?” she asked as he stared down at her.

“Well, what?” Bucky asked surprised.

“Well are you going to give me a New Year’s kiss or should I go…”

Before she could finish her sentence Bucky’s lips were on hers. Her mouth was soft and inviting as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer to him. After some time, they both broke away breathless.

“You know what?” Bucky asked her as he planted a short sweet kiss on her nose.

“What?” she asked as she rested her head on his chest.

“I think this is going to be the best year yet,” he whispered as he gripped her tightly to him.

She looked up at him with a brilliant smile. “I think so too.”

As they neared the elevator hand-in-hand Bucky felt lightness for the first time since he could remember. He was sure for the first time in a long time that he could be happy.

He was glad he had come to the ridiculous party after all.


Tags: (I tagged quite a few of you (that were already on my tag list) that I know are up to date with my most recent series as a ‘thanks and I’m totally sorry for crushing your hearts’). I’m sorry if I missed anyone or tagged anyone that didn’t want to be tagged <3

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