i just want to draw my babies all day

Were You Try to Piss Me Off?

Pairing:  Dom!Sam x Sub!Reader (Female)

Summary:   Sam and the Reader have been dancing around a kink they both share, so the reader pisses him off to see that side of him again.

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings: Dirty talk, Language (probably say the f word like 200 times.) LOTS OF SMUT, OH MY CHUCK! Like a dom/sub relationship, fingering, oral (male receiving), sex, Angry!Sam. LIKE THIS IS SO DIRTY LOOK AWAY.

A/N: This is soooooo dirty. I was given a prompt and I don’t even know where I went with it. I’m so sorry. ANYWAY, this is for @kas-not-cas 2.5K Dialogue Challenge, and my prompt was: “Oh so you think I’m cute when I get angry? Well, get ready because I’m about to get gorgeous!” 

A/N 2: ALSO BIG BIG BIG SHOUT OUT TO MY BETA @highonpastries without her encouragement I honestly would never have posted this work of trash, so make sure you send her love!

(GIFs are not mine!)

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afireforaheart  asked:

hi idk if youve noticed but since you do song analysis i just wanted to point that esny has that same bassline as baby blue by badfinger..i didnt know what to make of this cause the story behind the song is a little sad

Hi,

This was the track I was looking for last night, thank you! I was searching through Todd Rundgren and couldn’t find it. Yes, the bass run was so familiar, but I just couldn’t remember it.

Here’s the song:

https://youtu.be/TkA7xQb6uPk

The song does have a sad history associated with it. Todd Rundgren and George Harrison got Apple Records to finish production of Badfinger’s album, “Straight Up,” in 1971 (“Baby Blue” was one of the singles). The lead singer and songwriter, Pete Ham, wrote this song for an ex-girlfriend, Dixie Armstrong. He commuted suicide at age 27.

BABY BLUE

Guess I got what I deserved
Kept you waiting there too long, my love
All that time without a word
Didn’t know you’d think that I’d forget or I’d regret
The special love I had for you, my baby blue

All the days became so long
Did you really think, I’d do you wrong?
Dixie, when I let you go
Thought you’d realize that I would know
I would show the special love I have for you, my baby blue

What can I do, what can I say
Except I want you by my side
How can I show you, show me the way
Don’t you know the times I’ve tried?

[guitar solo (Joey Molland)]

Guess that’s all I have to say
Except the feeling just grows stronger every day
Just one thing before I go
Take good care, baby, let me know, let it grow
The special love you have for me, my Dixie, dear.

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I told you I spent an entire day drawing Silmarillion children! Here’s a bunch of dark-haired babies.

Joe Sugg imagine || Adult beverages ||

Anonymous said:

could you do an imagine with joe where youse both go to the gleam party but you’re not drinking because you’re lowkey preggo w joe an everyone’s asking why you’re not drinking ??

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A/N: I just changed this up a little to like, a Christmas-ish party of sorts, hope that’s alright!

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“Wow.” You said in amazement as you walked into the large open space of Gleam that had been changed around into an indoor winter wonderland.

There was tables set up with white table cloths and a silver sheer over them, which glittered from the light up snowflakes and, alternating green and red large Christmas bulbs hanging from the ceiling.  

Two large Christmas trees were on each end of what appeared to be the main table, both with classic white lights, silver and gold ornaments and stars gleaming at the top, there were snowflakes on the walls, and a large fake electric fireplace which housed many stockings all embroidered with each Gleam members name.

The room smelt of a perfectly even mixture between Christmas-tree Spruce and a smell you couldn’t entirely identify but it smelled like Christmas, vanilla like, but spicy…

“Hi! Oh you look so stunning my little butterfly!” Louise said, coming up to you, hugging you lightly and kissing your cheek. “Champagne?” She asked gesturing to a table of glass flutes.

“Thanks.” You said in a soft voice, brushing your hand down your outfit, which was a little out of your comfort zone, but a last minute shopping trip to conceal your ever growing baby bump had you picking items you’d never pick. “No, no thanks.” You added casually.

Louise’s eyebrows knitted together at your denial of adult beverages, “no, thanks?” She re-asked not sure she entirely understood what you said. A small nervous laughed escaped you, “I mean, not right now…” You said smoothly.

The truth was, you hadn’t told anybody you were expecting, you were a little over 14 weeks pregnant and nobody knew except Joe and yourself, you were nervous to share your happy news with everyone. A little over a year and a half ago, you had gotten pregnant … Joe and you were so excited you shared the news almost immediately after you found out at 5 weeks with all your friends, family and your online family.

It was so easy and exciting telling everyone you’d be expecting a baby Sugg in January. But so painful… And sombre telling the same people, that no… There would be no baby Sugg and that your 8 week appointment didn’t go as planned.

This time you were both careful, you told nobody, scared that the slightest celebratory gesture would jinx you.

“Oh, I see – you wanna come across as a respectable adult, before you get completely wasted, gotcha.” Louise winked, doing finger guns at you, while laughing. It was easy to tell she had been pre-gaming before this party and tipsily wondered off, yelling at the back of Marcus’ head in excitement, it made you laugh and shake your head, amused.

“Hey.” An arm slipped around your waist as Joe came to stand beside you, he kissed your cheek, “feeling okay?” His voice was low in your ear after the kiss. “Mm-hmm.” Escaped your lips as you half nodded.

“Good, I’m glad.” He flashed you a smile, that melted your heart just like every other time he smiled your way. “I know you didn’t really wanna come, but, it is good to get out of the house.” He said.

“Yeah.” You agreed, “so far baby is cooperating.” You didn’t get just get morning sickness, you got an all day at random times sickness. “Good, you behave for mommy little one.” Joe nodded, his finger tips brushed against your stomach lightly.

You felt your cheeks blush, “don’t draw attention to my massive stomach.” You sighed. “You aren’t massive, babe.” Joe rolled his eyes, but took his fingers away and cleared his throat, he wanted nothing more then to scream from the rooftops that you were pregnant and the pair of you were going to be parents. But he knew you weren’t quite as ready as he was.

“You look so stunning sister-in-law!” You heard Zoe before you felt her arms wrap around you from the side, squeezing you tightly and you tensed up. “Oh, thank you.” You said with a smile, moving a little and returning her hug quickly. “(Y/N) you look beautiful.” You commented seeing her in a deep red dress and black tights with heeled boots.

“Thank you.” Zoe gushed, giving you a huge smile. “And I must say, Joseph you clean up so well!” She looked at her brother in black jeans and a white button down shirt. “Thanks.” Joe grinned at her, “I woke up this way.” He said vainly, making both Zoe and you laugh.

“I feel like, I haven’t seen you in forever! You really need to visit more often!” Zoe said in a playfully scolding tone at you. “We have so much to catch up on, lets get a drink – and you must tell me where you bought your foundation, you’re simply glowing!” She remarked, grabbing your hand and started to drag you away.

Following her you glanced back at Joe helplessly, but Alfie soon made Joe impossible to see and you turned your attention back to following Zoe, still with a hold on your hand.

“Doesn’t everything look wonderful?” Zoe commented, as she stopped by the table of glasses and you nodded, “it looks amazing, yeah.” You seen her picking up two glasses and holding one out to you. “I’m not really thirsty…” You tried to protest but Zoe was staring at you in such a way, you sighed, taking the glass you just held onto it.

“You not thirsty, uh huh.” She said sarcastically, rolling her eyes as she sipped her own drink. “By the way! I LOVED your haul video from Primark, you always pick the cutest things. We have to go shopping together soon.”

“That would be nice.” You agreed, your fingers tapping the glass you held nervously. “Why hello ladies, looking very gorgeous this evening.” Jim joined the two of you, smiling as always.

“Thank you Jim.” Zoe said, giving him a quick hug, you took the opportunity to set your drink down, before you hugged him, “Thanks Jim, you look very dapper.” You added.

“Thank you, I think I took more time getting ready then Tan.” He admitted, “by the way, did you just put down a full drink? Are you feeling okay?” Jim touched your forehead with his hand. “I feel fantastic, thank you.” Your tone was dry, pushing his hand away lightly. “I’m not an alcoholic, everyones on my back… I don’t need adult beverages to be social!” You couldn’t help your tone getting a little serious.

“Whoa, calm down.” Jim whispered, putting his hands up in defense, “I was just tormenting you… No need to get upset.” He pointed out, but gave you a look of confusion.

“I’m not getting upset.” You muttered, feeling suddenly stupid as your small outburst toward him. “Sorry.” You added, feeling both Zoe and Jim giving you a weird look.

“Maybe you’re hungry, have you eaten today? I seen lovely mini sausage rolls, and little pastries over there.” She gestured to a large table, thinking about sausage rolls and the smell, your stomach rolled, your hand went over your mouth. “No, I’m good.” You whispered.

“Are you sick?” Jim asked worried. “You look like you’re a little warm.” He admitted. “I’m fine, just getting over a stomach bug.” You let out a slow deep breath, wishing your stomach would stop rolling. “I think I just need some air.” You pointed toward the door not giving either of them the change to say anything as you swiftly walked away toward the doors.

You almost ran down the small hallway as you got outside to the fresh cool air, taking a deep breath, exhaling slowly. “Come on, baby.” You whispered, rubbing your stomach slowly.

Walking to a bench outside the office building, sitting down, you keep running your open palm around your stomach slowly, “please cooperate for mommy.” You pleaded with your child.  

“Oh, I understand now.” Jim was standing behind you, watching you. You turned quickly seeing him.” “Please don’t tell anyone.” You stammered a little and Jim shook his head. “Not my business to tell.” He said, coming to sit down next to you on the bench.

“How far?” He asked curiously, his attention on your stomach, “fourteen weeks.” You felt a little better with someone other them Joe finally knowing.

“Oh wow, I never would’ve guessed.” He admitted, before he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into him tightly. “I can’t imagine how difficult it’s been keeping it a secret…” He rubbed your arm slowly. “Congratulations (Y/N).” He kissed the side of your head.

“I’m so scared, Jim.” You whispered, terrified actually. “I know, I know.” His voice was comforting. “It’ll be okay.” He assured, when you lost your first baby, you didn’t want to talk about it, you hated people asking how you were doing, and telling you, ‘it happens for a reason’, or just giving you sympathetic looks but Jim had a way of making you open up and talk about it, without it feeling like someone was trying to give you a therapy session.

“He was cooperating all day… Now? No.” You said shaking your head as Jim let you go. “He?” Jim raised his eyebrow. “Just a feeling.” You pointed out and he nodded.

“Well, maybe he is telling you… It’s okay mom… Tell people, celebrate… Be happy, not scared.” He said insightfully. “Don’t live by fear of the past (Y/N), or you’ll keep hidden all the joyous things that come with pregnancy…” He smiled. “Plus Tan will be absolutely ticked off with you if you don’t give her ample time to shop for the little guy.” He tried to lighten the mood, by laughing.

“That’s true.” You did laugh, agreeing with him. “Good point, thank you Jim.” You smiled at him. “Of course, that’s what I’m here for.” He stood up, holding his hands out to you.

“I can get up… I’m not a total whale yet.” You rolled your eyes, but took his hands anyways and he pulled you to stand up. “No one said anything about you being a whale.” He pointed out, as you both started walking back inside…

Something About Me - A Gerita Fansong
Pan (me)
Something About Me - A Gerita Fansong

Just some improv lyric ramblings about Gerita, it’s off the top of my head so it’s probably not the best. It’s also a bit of a vent, since the subject of self doubt, especially how you are perceived by your closest loved ones, is something very personal to me.

 I pitched my voice up slightly, sorry if it makes me sound 12. if you wanna sing this or like make background instrumentals for it i would freakin love that, but anyways enjoy! <3

My dumb improv lyrics:

When you first found me in a box

i was afraid, i started to rock.

you didn’t believe me that i was a tomato box fairy

but i mean i can’t blame you

that excuse was pretty easy to see through

once i got to know you

i started to see through you too.

oh you, will always save my day

no matter what you say

you say it’s the last time

you say im driving you outta your mind

but you come back every time

i just gotta wonder why

oh have you looked at me?

i mean

i love you i love you much

i love you i think i’ve made that clear by this point

not really a choice

something draws you back to me and I-

that makes me so happy but I-

I- I-

I’m so happy but i just gotta ask why-

why did you choose me outta all the other countries?

was it the curl on my head?

was it the way i sleep in your bed?

i’m so happy for the days i spend with you until infinity

oh you and me

you protect me, you coddle me, you, i would say even baby me

but i’m so thankful that your with me

you make me happy and i hope that you can see

that i want to be strong like you

long ago….

there was a boy…

in a black robe….

he had to go….

why did he have to go…

there’s a part of me…

who wants to see…

that you are HRE

but part of me knows

its best to leave that door closed…

because our future grows..

and it was so long ago…

do you even know…

who

you

used

to

be?

**chorus**

strong like Germany…

do i make you happy?

do i make you glad?

when your with me

is there any place

you’d rather be?

why do you always come back?

when i’m actin like crap

oh why

why

why

but also

thank

thank

you.

**chorus**

ve~

anonymous asked:

I have this head-cannon that when Ed's a dad he's always saying stuff like "I'll see you in the morning" or "I'll never leave you" or "I'll always be here for you" to his kids, like all the time because he doesn't want to his kids to ever think he's gonna leave them like his dad did and his kids are just like "We know dad, you tell us 10 times a day."

This headcanon is SO cute I HAD TO DRAW IT, even tho these are really quick sketches and the kids looks weird, I can’t draw them without references ;;

and wHO ARE YOU ANON I NEED MORE AMAZING HEADCANONS LIKE THIS ONE IN MY LIFE AHH

KITTEN DAY RE-BLOG-A-THON

So in general I try to keep my posts consistent with just drawing updates and text answers, which means re-blogs almost never happen. 

However for today I would love to share Kitten Day with everyone. I already feel my spirits lifting and I want to spread that feeling around to anyone that needs it. If you draw a kitten, post it, and let me know, I will re-blog it. They don’t have to be pretty, you don’t have to be a pro. Just draw a kitten. 

Hope you all are having a good day and I really hope to see some baby cats :D

>Also happening on Twitter. I don’t tweet much but heck if I’m gonna tweet a crap load of kittens today. https://twitter.com/heddarsketch.

shawn-and-aiden-frost-9  asked:

Hey, sweetie !! I hope you're okay and you have a nice week ! I just wanted to tell you that I ABSOLUTELY LOVE YOUR ART !! *O* This is always gorgeous, so pretty, and I'm always happy to see you posting a new drawing. They bright my day with all those beautiful colors, and knowing that a such talented artist love Inazuma Eleven (also my babies Shirou & Atsuya x3) makes me happier. And you seem so a nice, adorable person. I hope we could talk more. >.< Also, keep the good work !! >3< <33

THANK YOU SO MUCH! you are so sweet to me hhahah//// i really appreciate this!

 of course we can talk more!! i hope we will become friends!

O really wanted to draw Viktor again, he is so cute and precious how can I not? So I decided to draw him in all of his anime glory! Him being cute and shocked and blushing. What an adorable baby

He is from the game Beauty and the war which is owned by @poisonappletales Enjoy!

[TRANS] MXM - I Just Do Lyrics

Please open your pretty door today
Since I brought a bouquet of flowers
that look like your smile
Will I be able to see your truthful heart tomorrow
I’m so nervous that I’m unable to sleep today as well
While being unable to sleep, all my senses
continue to draw your backside that passed by in the day
It’s like the best scene of today,
it doesn’t leave my memory, it’s like a drama
I’ll direct this scenario
I’ll even find a place that looks like a painting
An OST that is complete once you become the female lead
Only then, does the story between me and you start

I just do, forever baby
Only you, forever
Small flowers have blossomed in my heart, baby
I want to be with you every night

I’ll look at only you all day long, one way one way
A life without you is boring, boring
When that sweet scent passes the tip of my nose,
I feel so good
On a sweet night, on this night, I just want to
hold you tightly in my embrace for a long, long time

I thought about what you said yesterday
Although you like me,
you don’t think you’ll be able to approach me easily
I do, I can keep promises now too
Open your door just a bit and come into my embrace
That’s right, you just need to come bit-by-bit like that to me
Don’t stop, when this song’s
melody slightly whispers at the tip of your ears,
you’ll nod your head as if it’s ticklish
I’ll become the sweetest accompaniment in the world
When you’re having a hard time, lean on me. I’ll be your rest symbol
I’ll match the tempo to your small footsteps
I’m in big trouble, my heart is already at a crescendo

I just do, forever baby
Only you, forever
I’ll use all of my time baby
I want to be with you every night

The evening sunset’s redness feels like
I’m somewhat looking into my mirror
With red cheeks as if I’m shy
I can’t think of the sun that’s disappearing
And then the windowsill that the moon is shining on
A beautiful rose called you that shimmers
One flower bloomed fully in my heart
Everyday maybe feels different because of you

I just do, forever baby
Only you, forever
Small flowers have blossomed in my heart, baby
I want to be with you every night

I’ll look at only you all day long, one way one way
A life without you is boring, boring
When that sweet scent passes the tip of my nose,
I feel so good
On a sweet night, on this night, I just want to
hold you tightly in my embrace for a long, long time

lyrics by: mxm and kiggen
translation credits: @woojinprk

worldsbestcupofchai  asked:

What is Psyche and Orion's relationship like? :3

(Ooooooh, I really wanted to talk about this so :D 

Back then when they were still part of their team, Psyche just adored Orion. She would just follow him around all day if she could (like some sort of infatuation, but not really reaching any romantic feelings). And while this was sort of annoying to him, Orion’s attitude was way less nasty than it is now, so he tolerated it. 

 After they reunited again (and some events of their backstory that I haven’t addressed yet :o) Orion ended up holding a big grudge towards Psyche and she’s hurt with him and  just doesn’t trust/respect him anymore. 

While they might try to tolerate each other, Orion’s mean and contentious demeanor doesn’t really help…

It’s funny though that both have a big dependency to each other, because they are all what they have left of their old team… so they really, really don’t want to lose each other.

They currently have a very complicated relationship……….)

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Snow kissed me last night until my mouth was sore. He kissed me so much, I was worried I’d Turn him with all my saliva. He held himself up on all fours above me and made me reach up for his mouth– and I did. I would again. I’d cross all line for him.

look at all those inconsistent lines and idk what i was thinking with the colours and this is basically a steaming pile of hot mess that looked way better in my head ;_; might upload a better version in the future asdfghjka im so outta practice

BUT GUESS WHO JUST FINISHED READING CARRY OOONNNN

I know there’s some inaccuracy in this like why is simon shirtless the answer is i wanted to draw his moles lmao

and happy valentine’s day!

anonymous asked:

I just wanted to say that your art really helps me calm down during panic/anxiety attacks and I'm very grateful of your small cutie babybones and Gaster. Sorry for taking your time.

Not a problem at all! I’m really happy to know you like my drawings.
And gosh, I’m surprised too! I would have never thoughr my drawings could help someone.

Take this Baby bone, I hope it helps you some day!

Did a Pokevariations thing! I saw another that was treeko and treeko is one of my fave starters so have some more! can you guess the gecks?

 I’m going to draw more of these because it was really calming to just color the same lines tbh 

I also want to draw all of my babies as variant pokemon, that would be cool… 

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So prior to the My Room/S-support line translations, I had just assumed Marx and Kamui were both innocent little babies. All I gotta say is that Nintendo’s gonna be censoring some of those My Room lines. Marx is no innocent.

I wimped out and didn’t color these bc suddenly there are a lot of things I want to draw and only so much free time in the day. Probably Zero/m!Kamui tomorrow + some fanart I already promised?

My yearly recap! I haven’t been as active here on tumblr as much this past year. I’ll periodically come here and dump some art I did but I’ve been trying to reduce the amount of social media I’m on. If anyone follows me on instagram, I’ve already briefly mentioned my 2016 year. It was a real struggle for me dealing with my lack of confidence. It mainly came from not being able to find work for majority of last year. I wasn’t well known enough get freelance work or there was no follow up. I could barely get a commission which made me embarrassed and I ended up just feeling like my art was so bad, no one wanted it. It became hard for me to be online surrounded by so many talented people. I had to force myself to shut off social media to keep myself from feeling worse. I was really lost and didn’t really know what to do with myself. My art suffered. I did get some pieces finished but it wasn’t my best year. 

I don’t think artists really share how they feel sometimes and we end up bottling it in. I always found when I did that, I started to think the worst of things, assuming what people thought about me and my art. It really eats you up inside. You start feeling like people are ignoring you or don’t take you seriously but really not the case at all. So here it is:

I realized a lot of my depression was coming from being on social media. Following all these popular artists who could throw up at a 5 minute sketch and get a thousands of likes and requests for commissions, distorted how I saw my own art. I’d spend days on a piece, it goes up, and no one cares or wants it. I kept thinking there was something wrong with it. The more I cared about the numbers, the more miserable I felt about my work. I tried to draw things I *thought* would attract more people, but it only just made me lose followers. I didn’t understand what I was doing wrong. I was getting upset I wasn’t getting anywhere. It’s easier to measure success with how big your numbers get. But it was taking over my life in a bad way. I wasn’t doing what I liked, and doing it for myself wasn’t priority anymore. Doing art used to relieve any work stress and it made me happy. But the last year it made me really depressed and stressed out. 

I think I felt more desperate for these numbers to go up hoping it would result in more work. But it never came. It’s hard when you want something and you’ve been wanting it for so long that when it doesn’t happen, you feel heartbroken over the fact you can’t make a career out of something you enjoy doing. But it doesn’t mean it won’t ever happen. Now that I’m aware about the cause of how I feel, I have to take some baby steps to get myself back on track. I’m still going to have days where I just hate everything I do. But learning to enjoy doing art for myself again without all the pressure is most important for my mental health. 

Reminder for myself this year: Draw what you like and care about. Not what you think others will like or what you think you should be drawing. 

Remind Me

Pairing: Jensen x Reader
Words:    977

This is for @paigeinastory‘s Country Song Fic/Sentence Prompt Challenge. My song was “Remind Me” by Carrie Underwood and Brad Paisley; my sentence was “What happened to us?”

Warning: leading up to implied smut, but no actual smut.

A/N: If you want tagged in anything, send me an ask.

        You were sitting in the bedroom when Jensen came into the room. Neither of you said anything. That’s how it usually was. But you were fine. You told everyone you were fine. You told each other you were fine.

           There was something different about him this night though. Something bothering him. Something he wanted to say.

           “Y/N?” he looked at you.

           “Yeah?” you looked up at him.

           “What happened to us?” he asked.

           “What do you mean?”

           He sighed, sitting down on the bed, “We used to be that couple that everyone wanted to be. We were close in public. Sometimes too close according to some people,” he said, “But … now, we barely even look at each other in the privacy of our own home.”

           “I don’t know, Jensen,” you said.

           “We have a good relationship,” he said, “But … it used to be great. And I want to get back to great again.”

           “Remind me,” you said.

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‘Echoes and silence, patience and grace. All of these moments I’ll never replace. No fear of my heart, absence of faith. All I want is to be home. All I want is to be home’ -Home -Foo Fighters