Hey guys, this is GRACE (dearmyjimin), your resident Jungkook and Jimin stan. My blog has just hit it’s first-year anniversary and I wanted to start a series of yearly follow forever posts that serve as both a personal compilation of some fav graphics of my own (so that I can track how much I’ve grown as a designer), as well as to thank everyone who has helped me in one way or another. Each and every creation was made possible because of all the support I received. I wish to thank those who follow and support me, my lovely mutuals and friends who encourage me and all the blogs I follow for decorating my dash with amazing content. I am proud to be an ARMY and to stan 7 Kings who are the sources of inspiration behind my creations ♡
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alright i finally have time to write this post, ive been so busy lately with living off in dorms and with this program that i didnt even realize that I hit another milestone! ALL I GOT TO SAY IS THANK YOU GUYS SOO MUCHHHH!!!
I started off as a small blog with hardy making post and you k now trying really hard to go out and talk to people more <——idkkkk what im saying here xD but what i mean i don’t know, I guess all i want to say thank you, thank you to the people that have stuck with me since I began this blog, you guys are trully amamzing and wonderful people to have around (ignore my typos) i still have a long way to reach my goal but I know i will reach it someday, maybe not today or maybe not tomorrow but someday I will
Whenever im feeling down, I go on here and I express myself and you guys make my day soo muchh bettter so becuase of that i am writing this post for you guys
Oh AND THANK YOU TO BTS FOR ALWAYS MAKING ME SMILE WHENEVER IM FEELING DOWN, I KNOW THAT I CAN ALWAYS COUNT ON THEM TO BRIGHTEN UP MY DAY! Thank you BTS and ARMY!
okay so i have these wonderful and awesome followers that I follow, most might or might not be following me but oh well I still wanted to include you on here
Imagine studying for your finals with Remus. It would not just be the fact that he could explain difficult topics to you or that learning with a partner might be easier in general sometimes, but Remus would somehow always manage to calm you down. When you’d get stressed or just worry too much in general, Remus would take the time to pull you away from your textbooks, sitting you down on one of the couches in the common room with a cup of tea and some chocolate. He would tell you not worry, trying to help you relax a little. ”Look, Y/N, I know you are stressed but you need to know that there is no need for you to worry a bit. You made it this far and you are doing great. Wearing yourself down like that isn’t what you need right now. Your grades don’t tell anything about you and however your exams will turn out, I am incredibly proud of you” And even if sometimes you’d do an all-nighter in the library, guess who would be right beside you.
A/N: Back at it with more of the Chris Evans Mini-Series Spin-off! This is Part 1 of Chapter 4 which is called ‘Miss Graduate’. And as always, it’s just fluff, fluff, and more fluff. You can read the related mini-series and the previous parts here: (Mini-series - Masterlist; Mini-series Spin-off: ‘Unexpected Reader’, ‘Little Ways Away’, and 'She Said Yes’ - Masterlist) Enjoooooy 😁❤️
You stood in front of your mirror in your graduation cap and gown, smiling at yourself with great pride. You couldn’t believe it, the day was finally here. You’d made it through hell and high water, but you were finally graduating. You lifted your head to keep the welling tears in your eyes; you did not want to ruin your makeup before you even got to the ceremony.
Chris poked his head into your room and immediately smiled when he saw you. To say he was proud of his girl was an understatement, as he was more than just proud of you. He wished he could tell you what he thought, but there were simply no words to express how he felt seeing you in that graduation cap and gown. The feeling was mutual when you went to his Broadway debut, to his 'Avengers: Infinity War’ premieres, basically to anything that involved showcasing his undeniable talent. There was a sense of excitement, and pride, and adoration; just a huge mess of positive emotions. Now Chris wasn’t only feeling all that because you’d achieved something amazing, it was also because your graduation meant you were soon to move in with, and eventually marry him. Those two things were something he’d been dreaming of since he’d met and fell in-love with you; with his beautiful, talented, and perfect other half.
You spotted Chris in the mirror and smiled. He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the door frame, “you look very dignified.” You chuckled as you turned, shooting him a quick wink. “You ready to go? 'Cause Ava is, she’s downstairs in the car with Seb.”
Yes, your best friend was graduating alongside you, top of her class whereas you came third in yours. Ava was a year younger than you, but you’d gone into university at the same time due to your gap year. You were glad to have taken that gap year, as you couldn’t have imagined doing that wild ride without her. She was like a substitute for your mom, who you were thick as thieves with. She reassured you, kept your grounded, read your work and gave you honest reviews, took care of you, and showered you with endless love and positive vibes. Ava was pretty much your sister from another mother, and your mother’s second daughter; she was your family. So as excited as you were to move in with Chris, it was going to be heartbreaking to leave the apartment you shared with Ava for three years. You were going to miss seeing her face every morning and every night, though she swore she was going to hang around your new home so much Chris would think she’d moved in too.
Speaking of Ava, her and Sebastian were now officially a couple- hence why he was attending the graduation ceremony. After that dinner at Chris’- where their obvious chemistry could not be ignored- they casually dated for a little while, doing a little bit of a long distance thing as Sebastian had to go back to New York after his shoot. But when he was in Los Angeles, or when he invited her to New York- they went on dinner dates and movie nights and short romantic getaways in and around Los Angeles and New York. It was always superbly romantic and Ava would always return home with a huge smile on her face. It was fairly obvious they both wanted something more, but were afraid to jump too quickly as they didn’t want to get hurt or hurt the other person. So they tested the waters, took things incredibly slow to see if things between them was something that could last them a lifetime. They were insufferable, but a little less than you and Chris were considering they were actually dating. Six months after their first proper date, they announced that they were officially a couple. Sebastian posted about her on Instagram, they trended on the World Wide Web, and you and Chris popped the champagne.
“Yeah, just give me a sec.” You walked over to the left side of your bed- the side where Chris usually slept when he slept over. “There’s something I want to give you before we go.” You took off your heels before you got on your hands and knees, searching under your bed for your secret box of secret things. Chris watched you curiously, pushing his weight off the door frame and onto his feet. “I’ve been working on it before you even knew I existed, I just didn’t know how I was going to give it to you.”
“You didn’t know how you were going to give something you’ve been hiding under the bed to the man who sleeps in said bed?” He teased and you chuckled, slipping your heels back on as you got back on your feet. “Oh God,” Chris chuckled when he saw what you had in your hand; a leather bound notebook in your favorite color- Tiffany&Co’s signature blue. You held it out for him to take, biting back your smile. “You’re going to make me cry like a fucking baby with this book, aren’t you?”
“Probably,” you nodded and he chuckled, smoothing one hand over the surface of the notebook. “I was going to save it until the night before our wedding, but um- I decided to stick with my original plan instead. You know, the one I had before I knew I was going to end up marrying my idol.” Another low chuckle escaped his throat. “And that was to somehow get it to you on my graduation day, so,” you beckoned your head at the book.
“I shouldn’t start reading it in the car, should I?” He asked.
“Not if you want to look pretty for the pictures,” you shook your head and he cracked a smile, nodding in acknowledgement. “You can read it whenever you want, but I can promise that a cry baby like yourself-” you teased him and he laughed, “you’ll cry when you read it.”
“I’ll save it for when I’m alone then,” he told you, setting the notebook down on the top of your dresser. You watched him as his hand remained on top of the notebook, eyes contemplating whether or not he wanted to read it now. He was curious and it was obvious, but he also took your warning fairly seriously; you were very good at making him cry with your writing. “Why’d you have to give it to me now?” He both groaned and chuckled simultaneously.
“Because I’m a sucker for cliffhangers,” you giggled, drawing a chuckle from him. “Now come on,” you took his hand and pulled him out of the room and away from the notebook. “We’re going to be late for the ceremony. Chris-” he abruptly pulled you back and into his arms, pressing his lips against yours. You felt a smile on his lips and one surface on your own as his hand moved onto your lower back, pressing your body against his. “And what was that for?” You asked when he broke the kiss, resting his forehead against yours.
“I am just so incredibly proud of you,” he told you and both your eyes welled with tears.
“Don’t start with me, Evans.” You chuckled and drew back slightly so you could tilt your head and stop yourself from crying; your makeup may have been waterproof, but there was no way it could survive the crying that came as a result of Chris’ touching words. “We said no crying until we got home, I want to look pretty for the pictures.”
“Lucky for you,” he gently swiped a tear that was rolling down your cheek, “you’re a beautiful cryer.” You chuckled then pecked his lips, brushing his bearded cheek with your thumb. “Okay, we should really go 'cause my pants just vibrated.” He patted the pocket where his phone was in, and you tried not to laugh as you teased him.
“Who knew a graduation gown could turn you on so much?”
“Oh God,” he threw his head back, bellowing with laughter. You giggled and pulled away from him, taking his hand and leading him towards the front door. “You know, you should really learn to be more like me and keep the bad jokes to yourself.”
“I should,” you glanced back at him with a smirk, “but where’s the fun in that?”
• • • • • • • •
Chris and Sebastian moved to sit with yours and Ava’s families upon arrival, while the two of you went to join your respective classes. It was insane how many people were there, and how majority of them were as emotional as you were after your chancellor’s speech. The part of his speech that stuck with you the most was, “this is the end of your life as a student and the beginning of your life as a contributor to society. You no longer have your parents, your professors, or your student identity to fall back on. You are an adult now. You are responsible for every action you make, and every reaction you create. So do something extraordinary with your time on this earth, with your existence, and do not- for a second, let anyone or anything decide on your fate because this is your life. Stand up, because it’s time for all of you to set out and conquer the world.”
When applause erupted through the crowd of more than eight thousand people, you found yourself looking for Chris’ face in the sea of people. It was ridiculous because there was no way you would’ve spotted him from where you were, but you tried to anyway because he was the reason you were here and ready to do as your chancellor said.
Ava spotted you scanning the crowd then smiled when she caught your gaze, sharing a nod of pride and acknowledgement with you. Her smile widened when she saw your lips mouthing the words, “I am so proud of you.” To which she mouthed back, “I am so proud of you too,” causing your smile to reach your eyes. You kept your gazes on each other then turned away chuckling softly when you both realized you were making each other cry. You may not have spotted Chris, but you saw your best friend and she, too, was one of the reasons you’d made it. Without her and her constant support, you wouldn’t be sitting there and you sure as hell wouldn’t have believed you deserved to be with Chris.
When all was said and done, you pushed through the sea of students celebrating and crying with their friends and families so you could find yours and do the same. Ava found you before you could find her, throwing her arms around you to give a tight hug as she cried with utter joy. You hugged her back with the same tears of joy streaming down your face, laughing softly at your promise to not cry until you got home. “Congratulations, Ava.” You whispered before you pulled away. “You did it, you graduated.”
“So did you,” she chuckled, brushing her tears away. “And you’re finally getting the life I always knew you’d get, the one you always argued was impossible and unrealistic.” You chuckled when she poked your arm, smiling. “Look at this, I always knew we’d end up here.” She took your left hand and reminded you of the engagement ring Chris had slipped on almost three years ago. “I am so, so happy for you. You are going to do some extraordinary things with your life,” she gently squeezed your elbow, “I just know it.”
“You too, Ava,” you smiled, giving her elbow a gentle squeeze back. “And you are going to make the most beautiful bride one day.” She chuckled softly and dropped her gaze, hiding her reddening cheeks. “He’s going to ask, you know that right?” You tried not to smile when you remembered talking to Sebastian about his plans with your best friend; he was going to marry her, definitely, he was just waiting for the right time. To which you countered with, “there is never a right time, Seb. Just the right person, and Ava’s pretty freaking perfect for you.”
“Let’s focus on your engagement and your wedding first, we don’t want a Bride Wars situation to happen.” She joked and you laughed. “Though I doubt it would, I’d happily let you and Chris have whatever location and date you want.” You smiled and gave your best friend another tight hug.
“Are the two of you going to share that love? 'Cause we’d really like to get in some PG hugs and kisses before we bring you back to your families.” You heard Chris’ voice and smiled, releasing Ava from your arms to turn to your fiancé. “Congratulations, Ava,” he said to her as she walked past him to hug Sebastian. “For you, my love.” He held out a bouquet of red rose and you smiled, taking it from him before you buried yourself in his arms. “Congratulations, sweetheart. I am-” he chuckled to stop himself from crying, “I am so proud of you.”
“Thank you,” you looked up at him and smiled. “Now I’d tell you all about how I wouldn’t have pursued screen writing without you, and how I couldn’t have made it through the last three years without you, but-” you chuckled. “It’s in the notebook and I don’t want to spoil anything for you.” He chuckled, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “So I’ll just tell you this instead, though- I’m pretty sure you know this by now.” He nodded before you could say anything. “I love you, Chris Evans. More than I’ll love another being in this lifetime, more than I love Fan fic Chris, and more than I love myself.” He smiled and caressed your face in his hands, ready to dip his head to press his lips against yours. “And I am so ready to move in, marry, and spend the rest of my life with you.”
I am really happy with the turnout of my little Dragonite gif. Gosh, I find this so adorable, and am amazed that I managed to make something so cute. I am so proud of all the progress I have made on my art. I am finally making things that I think “I would buy stuff with this on it”. Anyhow, I hope that you enjoy this cute little Dragonite! c:
Please do not repost (reblog instead!), edit, etc~
A/N: Gif Blurb Mini Series Part 1, 2 & 3. I will be accepting gifs in my submit box (or whatever) of gifs you would like to see as a part of this series. They have to be gifs in which Dean is need in need of obvious comfort. That’s what this gif blurb series is about. Sorry there won’t be any tagging for this series, but it will be scheduled for 7-8 Central/Standard Time daily.
You have made me laugh. You have made me cry. You have made me feel invincible and that it’s okay to be a little broken. You have taught me how to be proud that I am unique. You have taught me how to see beauty in simplicity and turmoil. You have taught me patience and how to silence my phone at 3 am. You have shown me how to be kind and candid with others. You have taught me so much and helped me so much, I cannot imagine what life was like before I had you as an influence. I wish I could tell you all this, I wish I could express how important you are! I wish I could tell you, rest now, you’ve given enough, you’ve done enough, you don’t owe anyone anything. I will pray for you as always. I will wish for only your peace and happiness. Please my darling friend get well soon and have confidence that there is an end to all this, storms come and go. This is just another path to take, and we are here with you.
“Well, well, well, would you
look at that. Has our brother finally lost his heart for good?” You turned
around, only to see two of the Mikaelson brothers right behind you. The
youngest one hidden behind some wall, apparently watching you while you were
searching for herbs as your mother had asked you to do, Elijah smirking, his
arms crossed, looking at his brother with a hint of amusement in his eyes. You
decided to act like you hadn’t heard anything and sat down on the ground,
hiding behind some bushes. Kol looked disappointed that he had lost you from
sight. “Do you really have to ruin everything, brother?” Elijah sat down next
to his brother. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of, Kol. She’s quite a good match,
I’m sure father will be delighted to hear you are finally ready to settle down.”
Kol kept looking to where you were sitting, not sure if you were still there or
had disappeared already. “I’m NOT ready to settle down, Elijah. And don’t you dare to tell father anything of this. I’ll
kill you if you do that! I just… kind of like her.” Elijah started laughing. “I’m
just teasing, Kol. No, I’m not going to tell father, but I will warn you to
take some more precautions. Take her for a walk into the woods or something,
don’t watch her here where everyone can see you, or you’ll find yourself a
married man faster than you might want to. You know how it works.” Kol sighed. “You
might be right…” Elijah stood up, winking towards you. He could see you were
there, even though Kol from his sitting position couldn’t. “I am right. I’m
your older brother, I’m always right…” That made Kol swat him. “Don’t get
thick headed, ok? I think father wants to marry you off before he does that to
me, and I don’t know if he considers Tatia a good match. You know how proud he
is.” Elijah shrugged. “I don’t have to give you an answer on that. I’d advise
you to focus on the girl who is hiding out there instead of focusing on my
possible love life.” Kol suddenly stood up, watching in your direction. You
could swear he was blushing now he saw that you had been able to hear
everything, but it could never be worse
than how red you felt yourself become. You should have walked off, gotten out
of here the moment you had heard what this was all about. You stood up, quickly
got your basket and started to walk away. “Y/N!”. You heard Kol’s voice behind
you, the heavy footsteps of the boy following you. “Darling… don’t run away
from me ok?” You turned around. “I’m only doing what I should have done long
ago. You know we can’t be seen together. Now it was Elijah, what if it is your
father, or mine, the next time?” He had reached you, taken your head between
his hands. “I don’t care. I know what my brother said, but if my punishment for
carelessness is a marriage to you, I can imagine worse punishments.” After
these words he pressed a short kiss on your forehead, only to let you go very
quickly. You felt yourself tremble, not knowing what to do, how to react. He
quickly brushed your hand. “Meet me after dark near the clearing, ok, darling?”
You nodded, and saw how he disappeared, as if this encounter hadn’t happened.
Only the burning feeling of his lips on your forehead made clear it had.
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you’re an amazing and wonderful person,
and on behalf of all your fans, we are very grateful for everything you’ve done for us, even if you don’t believe it,
a simple ‘thank you’ is not enough, i’ve made this edition as a sign of gratitude)?, i love you so much.
I was so so proud last night, watching @thatsthat24 accept his Streamy award, he deserves it so so much, and his speech really touched me, because he literally saved my life, and made me happy whenever I was feeling down or bad, and to this day, he makes me such a happy person. So I did the logical thing and turned this part into a gif xD
Either way, I am so proud of him and all he has accomplished, I love Thomas, so so much.
I had so much fun writing this one. Seriously. Fluffy Loki is the best Loki. Thank you to jeffersonstarshiips for this request - apologies for taking so long. I have the attention span of a baby rabbit. I feel kind of guilty about writing Pietro as this much of a bad guy but then I read the last line and forget about it. Enjoy, not just the story but also that gif, my darlings, because my Gods. Look at that lil’ face :3
Reader gets hired by Bruce and Tony to help them
out with stuff. While working she falls her Pietro, but their relationship ends
horribly. Loki her friend/ex finds out and comforts her while unleashing hell.
loki fluff plz
“No Apology Necessary” (Part 1)
“Morning!” You called out cheerily as you walked into the
lab. To passers-by, the room would look empty but you had worked there long
enough to know better.
“(Y/n)!” Tony shouted as his head appeared from behind a countertop. Bruce was
nowhere to be seen.
“Yes, hello? What are you doing down there?” You chuckled, dropping your
backpack by your desk.
“Duck!” He cried and you followed orders, just in time to see a machine fly
over your head. It looked like a metal snail shell with two jet boosters either
side. The boosters moved in order to propel the gadget through the air and you
quickly realised they were moving again, propelling it towards you.
Leaping forward, you narrowly avoided the machine. Tony
reached out and grabbed your hands, pulling you into his hiding spot.
“I’d thank you for that but I’ve got a feeling this is your fault.” You panted
and Tony chuckled.
“Bruce wasn’t here.”
“Evidently.” Peering above the countertop, you watched the contraption search
the other side of the room slowly. As you watched the device lazily float
around, Loki appeared in the doorway. Thor had brought him down to Earth to try
and earn the pardon of its defenders last year and you were one of the first to
forgive him so you’d managed to build a strong relationship. Often he’d come
down to the lab to visit you and this was one of those days.
“Loki!” You hissed, gesturing for him to move. His head whirled
around to the sound of your voice and he smirked when he saw you hiding.
“Am I that bad company?” He chuckled, stepping fully into the room. Almost
immediately the snail-bot hummed and turned to face him. Bolting out of your
hiding spot, you threw yourself at Loki and pinned him to the floor as the
machine sailed over you.
“Idiot.” You snapped and Loki smirked. The trickster God was lying flat against
the floor and you were sprawled over him, hands pinning his arms out.
“Hissing my name isn’t a warning, you know.” He smiled, neither of you moving.
“It’s not my fault your brain didn’t engage. Why did you think I was hiding?”
You mirrored his expression smugly. However, before Loki could reply, you were