i made too many things today

Munday Questions

There aren’t very many today, so… yeah! This’ll be short then…XD

It’s no problem! :D You actually sent this really soon after I made the announcement! :D This is so sweet of you, too!! Please check out this cosplay blog too, you guys! Cause it’s lovely! X3 @ask-mama-germania

Lol this must be for England, I just… I get confused when I get these sort of things multiple times for England, ahaha… X’D There are a few posts for him about this actually! I can post another link to them if you’d like! I’m sure that’s what you meant! :)

Yes, you’re right. Every morning I awake to find this monster rearing its head…
That’t completely untrue, you know, you guys. XD I adore this blog a lot! :D Mostly all of you, though! XD But, wait… are you saying I’m in heaven, lol? XD
@ranaldomoon

Once again, this is for England, right? …. Just hmu on anon or off, and I can send a link for a few similar posts already asked! :D I actually will have to make this post for him a third time since I have so many asks and I’m determined to respond to every ask, lol… XD Just, yeah, I’m sure this is for him anyway… XDD

Oh dear… This is from when the post was broken the other day… I’m still trying to fix it hhhhhh since those asks are around 3-6 months old and I’d like to actually have people be able to see it… :’(( But… oh my god that means SO SO SO much to me!! You’re flipping lovely… Thank you for the support! TTuTT

Oh dear… That is terrible… I’m so sorry… I understand, I’ve been working during my lunch breaks recently, and I never really get off ahahah… ^^; My older brother was bass drum in a marching band as well back when he was in highschool! :D I’m so sorry…. Please stay well and as safe as you can! TToTT Also… 78 C?!?! It’s only been around 32 C here! XD I apologise for your melting skin, lol… It’s fine, typos are natural! :) But, still… I’m so sorry… Please stay safe… I’m so sorry!! @thedisc0panda

@3dglassesandgemshards

Sound familiar to you, lol? XD

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Yixing + plushies and kisses

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Usernames and anonymous words are still people with lives, a house, hobbies, passions, problems, dreams, all that behind the screen. Never forget that.


I’m always doubting about doing these types of posts, but I thought maybe I could speak up every once in a while lmao. I apologize if I don’t word my thoughts correctly. What I’m trying to say is, I know it’s sometimes hard not to snap at inconsiderate/angering questions and sentences coming from young people who probably didn’t think about looking for answers or connecting their brain together. I know some of us can find works or reactions from young people “cringy” or “overdone”. I know it’s infuriating to see kids reposting, tracing or recoloring art because they still don’t know how important it is to respect the artists: the thing is, I believe we all had these parts inside of us when we were younger, too. We had things we liked that we find insufferable now, we had a younger self we’d like to punch in the face. There are things we regret. But thinking back at it, although unfortunate events in my life had made my childhood a personally hard time to go through and I expressed myself through childish actions, I’m glad I did go through these steps. It made me grow into who I am today: a person who’s willing to keep growing. I’m thankful I went through many experiences that now put me in the position to guide young people who perhaps need that guidance, one way or another. Let’s be firm, but compassionate. Don’t sugarcoat kids either, you’re allowed and SHOULD speak up when you feel like you’re suffocating. But always take a step back, and try to think for both sides. These “cringy” kids maybe ARE future mature creating geniuses!
We are tomorrow’s inspirations, models, and constructors!

Let’s be nice and understanding to youth and distance ourselves from online problems so we can focus on making it better instead. :)

A special day

“I can’t believe you went for the chocolate cake.”

“Why? It’s so good!”

Draco shakes his head as he smiles at Harry fondly.

“We just had a three course meal. I honestly don’t understand how your stomach isn’t bursting. Mine is about to.”

Harry grins at him, the fork still in his mouth. He pulls it out deliberately slow and gives it an extra lick. His eyes sparkle in the candlelight and Draco can’t help but think how lucky he is and that Harry has never looked more handsome.

“Do I have any chocolate on my face?” Harry asks, wiping his chin inelegantly with his napkin. Draco snorts. Sometimes Harry just has impeccable timing.

“Oh Merlin, come here,” Draco mutters, still unable to wipe that smile off his face. He leans over the table and brushes Harry’s jaw with his fingertips. Harry lets out a little sigh when Draco presses their lips together. He briefly sucks on Harry’s bottom lip and feels him shake with laughter as he releases it.

“All chocolate gone?” Harry chuckles.

“All gone,” Draco grins. He leans back in his seat and watches Harry as he gulps down his wine.

“Sometimes I wonder,” Draco mutters in mock distaste.

“What, why you love me?” Harry immediately says, smacking his lips. Draco hides his face behind his hands and starts laughing; the way only Harry can make him. He asked himself that question a lot in the past, why he fell in love with The Boy Who Lived of all people. But the answer is simple.

Because he’s Harry.

“Come on, you have to try it.”

Draco lowers his hands and meets Harry’s gaze.

“The cake,” Harry says excitedly.

When he lifts his fork and holds it out to Draco, Draco’s eyes fall on the ring on Harry’s finger. His lips curl upwards and he finally leans forward and opens his mouth wide. The cake is indeed delicious. It’s velvety and melts pleasantly on his tongue.

As Harry takes another bite, Draco rests his chin on his hand and just gazes at his husband. When they agreed to go to this restaurant tonight, neither of them mentioned what day it is. They didn’t need to. They both know. And yet, neither of them says it out loud. They didn’t toast and they didn’t exchange gifts. They are each other’s gift. As corny as that sounds, Draco thinks and momentarily scrunches his nose.

“You’ll get wrinkles if you keep doing that,” Harry remarks.

“And you’ll get a divorce if you keep talking with your mouth full.”

Harry chokes on the cake in his mouth, obviously trying no to burst out laughing.

“Wait until tomorrow at least,” he snickers. Draco’s answering smile is wide and warm.

He appreciates the way they both acknowledge this day, without really talking about it. They didn’t plan it. They don’t seem to need any words to know that this is perfect as it is.

Maybe Harry would have made a big thing out of it if he didn’t know Draco so well. But he does. And Draco knows Harry doesn’t want a big, over the top gesture either. Maybe as a joke. But this is far too important and precious to make fun of. Maybe in twenty years. But not today. Today, Draco just wants to enjoy this moment. Their first anniversary of many to come.


HAPPY BIRTHDAY @fleetofshippyships!!! 💖💖💖 You are awesome and I love you and I’m sorry for the mentioning of tongues! 😂 (It’s just one tongue, though, so I hope it isn’t that bad 😂)

170916 Power fansign: Kyungsoo fanaccounts

@DOOBOO_0112: [picture at source]
Me: I made this to give to you
Kyungsoo: Wow, did you make this???
Me: It took me half a year to make it TT I gave you the mountain-ginseng wine, do you remember that?
KS: Ah! Yes! It’s still at home haha
Me: I really like you a lot. (I’ll cheer for you!!)

@Baekhyun_luv_: [audio at source]
Fan: By any chance, have you ever thought about a solo?
KS: I have. I’ve thought about it a lot. There’s no time right now, but February…
Fan: February? Do you think there’ll be something?
KS: I’d like to try (laughs)

@DOOBOO_0112: Minseok asked everyone if they have boyfriends~?? Some EXO-Ls said they did so Kyungsoo said that must be nice, the weather today is good so please go on a date if you have a boyfriend ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

@93doh
Minseok: If you want your hair to grow faster, what kind of thoughts do you need to have?
Kyungsoo: Erotic thoughts ಠ_ಠ
Chanyeol: Did you know Kyungsoo cuts his hair every day?
Kyungsoo: Did you know? I shave my hair twice a day~

@flowercookie_xo
KS: It can’t be helped.. when filming starts, I’ll have to cut my hair again..
CY: This time he has to shave it all off!
MS: So I’ll try putting a wig on him~ let’s see how that makes you feel

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I want to take this little moment to tell you something, I’m so happy to have so many people around me that it’s hard to explain this feeling. For a couple of weeks, I talk every day with people who follow me, with friends and clients that have become an incredible pillar in my life, I will not leave aside the haters who still talk to me, thanks to God, there’s only one who made me laugh today with my friends, thanks for that too <3, anyway, if someone has something to tell me, please do it, I like talk things and being understood for someone who thinks that them knows me ! I hope that people who are having a hard day, a difficult month, a difficult year … I hope everything is resolved soon, and if you have no solution, I hope you can see the good things you have around you.

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Part 2 is HERE.

Warnings: Mild Language, Father!Tony-Clint-Steve-and-Bruce, Mother!Natasha, Basic Family Drama, Innuendos, Deadpool is here so yeah…

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BTS reaction to their S/O staying up all night studying

requested by anon

Seokjin

Jin would worry about you but also be pretty sassy about it if you’re stubborn.

“I told you you would be tired… You could’ve had a wonderful night in my arms.”

*tired grumbling*

“I love you too.”

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Yoongi

Yoongi is right there next to you. The two of you would take turns making coffee and then sleep together till noon.

“A match made in heaven.”

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

Namjoon

I think Namjoon would be mature enough to let you do your thing as long as you stay healthy and and don’t pull too many all-nighters in a row.

“I didn’t get where I am today by going to bed at 8pm, but I also had the boys to take care of me, so let me take care of you too.”

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

Hoseok

At first Hobi would try to get you to go to bed with him, but after a while he just started to shift his own work habits so you could work together and he could keep an eye on you.

“If you can’t fight ‘em, join ‘em!”

Originally posted by jhope-shi

Jimin

Jimin would try not to say anything, even though he worries about your health, because he supports your hard work, butr at some point he would snap and try to get you with his aegyo.

“Please come cuddle babeeeeee.”

Originally posted by jkisart

Taehyung

Taehyung would’t like going to bed alone but he would know better than to argue with you.

“Just one more page I SWEAR TAETAE.”

Originally posted by saikokpop

*When he wakes up and you’re still going at it*

“How are you even human?”

Originally posted by xcrazyfangirlx

Jeongguk

Kookie doesn’t sweat it, because he knows, when it becomes too much, he can always get you out of your room with your favorite dish/ TV series.

“There might be your favorite dish waiting in the kitchen for you. But this kind of treat is only for cuties who listen to their boyfriend and take a break every once in a while.”

Originally posted by mrspreadinglegsjungkook

-Admin Krümmel

vesperfly  asked:

HI RI and others! <3 i hope it's okay to send a request! i don't /think/ you guys have done this before but ? ?? i sincerely apologize if i missed it. BUT it's actually my birthday today, so maybe some super fluffy HCs/scenarios/what have you for MC's birthday? ;w; just w/e RFA would do for it, be it a party or quiet day in. you don't have to do everyone if you can't/don't wanna, honestly as long as seven is involved i'm happy! thank you guys so much for your amazing work<333

omg vesp you know i’m weak for you bab ;^; I received your request at like, midnight, but I tried my best!! HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!!! I adore your art and you’re always so sweet (and oops I just realized I still haven’t replied from weeks ago I’m bad at that aAAH) AND I’M SO SAD I DIDN’T KNOW IT WAS YOUR BDAY SOONER ;v; I’m also so damn honoured you’d request here ;v;
–R.I.

Oooooh Happy Birthday! Dropping in to collab because I wanted to give you birthday wishes as well. I would offer fried chicken and beer, but that’s out of the question atm. Tehe~
I hope you got to spend a really happy birthday! (*˘︶˘*).。.:*♡
~Nao

Request Killing: 16/30


A Birthday Date - 707 x MC [Fluff]

[Chatroom]

11:30pm

MC : Guys? Are you there…?
Yoosung : Oh, hi MC! I just logged out of LOLOL to check the chat room for a bit. What’s up?
Jumin Han : Good evening, MC. Did you need anything?
MC : Ah, well, I was just wondering if any of you are free tomorrow?
Jaehee Kang : Hello, MC. Mr. Han has a full schedule, while I might be working till late into the night.
Jumin Han : But if it’s urgent, I can always have Assistant Kang clear my appointments in the afternoon.
Jaehee Kang : (╬ Ò﹏Ó) Mr. Han!
MC : Oh no, Jumin, it’s fine, you don’t need to do something that extreme ;;;;
ZEN : Hey~ Mmmm I have a rehearsal in the morning, but I don’t know if my manager has anything planned for the afternoon. Is there an occasion tomorrow?
Yoosung : I’d love to accompany you, but classes go on until 7pm tomorrow. Oh! Could it be your birthday?
MC : ….. yes. (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)
ZEN : Happy Birthday, MC! (◕‿◕)♡
Jumin Han : It’s in my calendar, but I seemed to have missed it. I’m sorry, MC. And Happy Birthday. (♡˙︶˙♡)
ZEN : LIES. You totally don’t have it written down, Trustfund kid! (#`Д´)
Jumin Han : I do, you can even ask Jaehee.
Jaehee Kang : ;;;;;;;
V : Hello. Happy Birthday, MC. I’m quite busy as well, but if you want to celebrate, I could make time for you. (´• ω •`)
MC : You don’t have to, if you guys are really busy though! Your greetings are enough for me. I mean, we can always celebrate for another day, right?
Jumin Han : But wouldn’t it be less special if it’s not on the day itself?
V : That’s true.
MC : But I don’t really want to bother, so… also, it’s so sudden, so it’s okay! ;;;;
Jaehee Kang : Oh, MC. I would like to spend the day with you as well if I could… but as it is, I could only also wish you a happy birthday.
Yoosung : Seven’s not around, but have you tried asking him yet?
MC : He might be busy. He’s not answering calls atm. Oh, but it’s getting late, I don’t to keep everyone up! Good night!
Yoosung : Good night, MC!!
ZEN : Sleep well, jagi~
Jumin Han : Good night.
V : Night.
Jaehee Kang : Good night, MC. Don’t stay up too late. :)


You hadn’t expected to be woken up on your birthday so early in the morning on a summer day, let alone by your doorbell… Who could it possibly be, anyway?

Still a bit grouchy and dazed from sleep, you lazily headed to the front door and was surprised to find Seven outside your door with a bouquet of roses and a sleek box in hand. He was dressed casually, unlike the last time you had seen him at the RFA party where he wore a suit. His red hair was slicked to the side neatly, a silver earring sparkling on his exposed ear, and a boyish grin was stretched across his lips.

“Happy birthday,” he greeted you, his gaze gentle for a moment before taking in your appearance. A chuckle escaped his lips. “You look like you just rolled out of bed.”

“I just woke up!” you admitted with a light blush on your cheeks. You reached out to take the bouquet from his hands, smiling slightly. You hadn’t received many bouquets in your life… You took a whiff of the roses’ scent… only to realize it was made of candy!

“I figured you could still eat it, in case you weren’t a fan of flowers,” he explained when he noticed you stare at the roses. Seven handed you the box as well. He winked as he said, “Hurry up and get ready for our date!”

You stared at him questioningly, a bit confused. Rather, how did he know it was your birthday anyway? He hadn’t spoken up last night on the chatroom… Then, it dawned on you that he worked in the hacking profession, after all. Your smile widened as you thought of how sweet it was, for Seven to drop by in the morning just to take you out. You were already happy enough that one person remembered… and even more pleased that it was Seven, of all people.

He waited patiently in the living room as you tried to rush through your morning routine, not wanting to take too long. When you opened the box, you found a cute, black satin dress inside, and you realized it was meant for you to wear today.

You quickly slipped into it, slightly worried if it wouldn’t match you, but when you checked yourself out in the mirror, you felt more than satisfied with what your reflection showed. Damn. Who knew Seven had an eye for picking dresses? (Oh my god, but of course, he does cosplay, after all…)

You practically twirled out of the bathroom, eyes shining as you showed off the dress. You were beaming as you thanked him, “It fits me perfectly! Thank you so much for my birthday present!”

Seven stuck out his tongue playfully. “That’s not your present, silly. I’ll give it to you at the end of our date today, okay?”

He held out his hand, gesturing for you to take it, and then led you out the door. A blush rose to your cheeks. He’d said it again. He was calling it a ‘date.’

Actually, the two of you weren’t going out. At the same time, Seven often made jokes about these things, too… You didn’t know if you should get your hopes up or not. As far as you were aware, you had a one-sided, small crush on Seven. Ahem, emphasis on SMALL… After all. But you didn’t know if he felt the same, even though there were so many instances that it seemed like he liked you back…

“Are you okay with me taking you out today?” Seven asked you as he guided you to his car.

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Well… you might have wanted to spend the day with other friends. And everyone else in the RFA is busy today… S-sorry that it’s only me.”

“I’m happy that I can spend my birthday with you,” you admitted quietly, then put on your seatbelt as he started driving. He didn’t comment on your response.

Gazing out the window, you took in the scenery. It was the usual city scape, but it wasn’t too sunny, with clouds lazily rolling across the azure sky.

“So, where are we going?“

“I was thinking of taking you to an amusement park first, but do you want to go anywhere? I’m up for ideas,“ he glances slightly, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he beamed at you.

“Seven, you do know that I’m wearing a dress, right?“

“Oh, don’t worry about that. There’s a cap and a denim jacket that’s big enough that you won’t get too hot,“ he tries to reach for said items with one hand on the wheel, but you stop him when he swerves just before you almost collided with an oncoming vehicle.

“I-I’ll get it, just please, focus on driving!!!“

“Ahaha, alright, alright.“

Your first destination was a trendy cafe that was well known for its artsy cakes and tasty breakfast sets. The shop interior had a cute but homey vibe to it, cream-colored walls painted with sunflowers, while the glass panels were decorated with yet more flower doodles. It also featured a teak wood flooring, and a vase of summer flowers adorned each table.

“Wait here,“ he says as he leads you to a seat by the window, in which you decide to watch the people outside as Seven orders your food.

He returns after a while, slipping a strawberry frappucino and a cake in front of you. The cake was the size of a cupcake; it had a blue to purplish mirror sheen to it, a sprinkling of edible silver glitter, while three yellow candy stars and chocolate bark graced the top of the confection.

“Seven, this… this…!“

“… is not your present. It’s brunch cake, so eat up!“

“Brunch cake? You’re feeding me cake for brunch?“

“Why not? It IS your birthday.“

“For real?“

“Nah. I ordered something else, but they’re bringing it after a bit,“ placing his hands under his chin, he avidly watches your reaction as you go from awestruck to confused, to wanting to just stare at it.

“Can I at least take a picture first?“

“Go ahead~“

The food arrives after a few minutes, and the two of you bond over a conversation about common interests, with him making exaggerated gestures, making you laugh at his antics. Brunch had gone longer as expected, but it never seemed as if it did.

Not soon after, you arrive at the amusement park, with you making a beeline for the roller coasters and other attractions, skipping the horror house despite him trying to convince you to enter it.

There were times when either of you would unconsciously touch each other; an arm around your shoulders, you clinging onto one of his arms, handholding… it just felt natural.

You stayed on until the theme park’s stage performance and parade, singing along to songs that you knew the lyrics to, and then making up weird lyrics on the ones you weren’t familiar with.

There was a fireworks display at the end, and you just couldn’t help but look in wonder as they bloomed brightly under the night sky. You’ve seen countless displays like these your whole life, but it was the first time that you watched it alone with someone you liked.

Seven watched you as your eyes shone in amusement, memorizing each and every expression that crossed your face. He had come close to confessing to you many times throughout the day, but he held back, knowing that today was all about you having fun on your birthday.

The confession could wait for another time.


“Hey. You want to see something cool?” Seven asked, one corner of his lips quirked upward as he side-glanced at you while driving.

He didn’t actually wait for you to respond before he pressed a button, and a screen in the car roof slid aside, revealing the stars glimmering in the night sky. That was surprising– it was summer, and it was rare for stars to be so bright at this time of the year.

“On our next outing… we could go stargazing, if you want to,” he murmured softly, the tips of his ears red. He was blushing, and he sounded almost insecure as he’d asked you that– did he think you didn’t like him? Was he really that oblivious?

You stopped looking up at the stars, instead leaning closer towards Seven. “I’d love to,” you replied, making sure he caught your gaze. You resisted the urge to also say, because I love you.

The car slowed to a stop, and you turned your attention outside to take in your surroundings. The… beach? At this time of day?

Nobody was around… Not to mention the fact it was a private beach.

“Um, Seven… I don’t know if I want to be breaking laws on my birthday by trespassing a private beach,” you brought up to him, nervous.

He looked at you like you were crazy, and threw his head back in laughter. “Don’t worry about it. I wouldn’t make you do that, not tonight, at least,” he winked, “Do you trust me?”

You nodded without hesitation. No matter how casual and joking he acted, you knew he was a serious man with good morals in the end.

He pulled out a blindfold from the backseat, then held it towards you, indicating for you to wrap it around your eyes. Once he made sure that you couldn’t peek out from the blindfold, he turned off the car engine, got off the car and walked over to your side to help you out.

Although you trusted Seven, you were still a bit scared because you couldn’t see anything through the blindfold. “S-Seven…?”

You heard him chuckle, “Shh, just trust me.”

You felt yourself walking onto the beach sand as your shoes sunk in with each step, and the distant sound of waves rolling ashore made its way to your ears. Seven suddenly stopped in his tracks and moved behind you, untying your blindfold which slipped away as– BOOM!

An involuntary gasp escaped your lips as the noise startled you, and your eyes raised to the shining fireworks overhead which spelled: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Five figures splashed in the water, jumping out from hiding, revealing Yoosung, Jaehee, Jumin, Zen and V. They were soaked, but had huge grins plastered on their faces as they waved to you, screaming “happy birthday!!” and “you’re getting old, MC!”

They walked over to you, and Seven threw towels at them, with Yoosung complaining to him that he was freezing because you guys took too long to arrive.

“I-I thought you said you were busy?” you stammered, feeling touched that they had organized all this. (You were sure that those fireworks must have been expensive AND difficult to set up… )

“We’re never too busy for you, jagi~” Zen chirped, grabbing a gift bag from the sand. “I hope you like your present!”

You accepted it with a smile, and peeked inside the bag. “What is it?”

“I got you a blanket! Ahaha, I know it’s not much, but you’re always complaining about having stiff shoulders since you’re so busy…”

Yoosung pushed Zen aside with a huge rabbit plush toy in his hands. “Well, I got you something cute,” he bragged. “Although, it’s not as cute as you, of course!”

Zen clicked his tongue at the younger boy, annoyed with his interruption.

“Behave! It’s MC’s birthday,” Jaehee scolded them, huffing. She turned to you with a pleasant smile, softly saying, “Happy birthday, MC.”

She handed you a carefully wrapped present.

“It’s a planner that doubles as as sketchpad,” she explained, “so you can jot down your ideas whenever and wherever you are.”

You thanked her, and then Jumin walked closer, grabbing your attention with the bag in his hands. You recognized the brand immediately, and your eyes widened, knowing it would be pricy.

“I hope you’ll enjoy your stay at my private beachhouse. The others worked hard to keep it a surprise. Anyway, I got you a pair of red stilettos. It’s not much, but I do believe in the saying that great shoes will take you to great places. And of course, I only want the best for you.” He smiled warmly, handing you the bag.

You turned to V expectantly, who had a self-satisfied grin on his face.

“Look!! Isn’t it so cute~?” he said, excitedly holding out a cactus with multiple buds in a cute pot.

You didn’t actually know what to do with the cactus, but you thanked him anyway… It was a very V-like gift.

“I’ll start preparing the food!” Yoosung suddenly exclaimed, running off to the car.

Jaehee and Jumin offered to help, while Zen and V began setting up tables and seats.

Seven tapped you lightly on the shoulder, the moonlight shining down on his rouge locks. The dark of night made the atmosphere intimate between the two of you, and you felt your cheeks heating up as you kept staring at his face, admiring his long eyelashes and piercing eyes.

“I hope you haven’t forgotten about me, have you?” he teased, raising an eyebrow.

You shook your head, not trusting your voice to answer him.

He reached behind his back and held out a small box, and for a moment you wondered if he would propose, but you reminded yourself you weren’t even in a relationship and mentally punched yourself for even considering it.

You slowly opened the box, which revealed a sterling silver necklace with a winged moon pendant. You glanced up at Seven, who was staring intently at you for your reaction, and you quickly looked away, feeling embarrassed by his gaze.

He noticed the way you averted your eyes, and he laughed quietly in amusement. His fingers made their way under your chin, tilting your head upwards so you were forced to look him in the eyes.

“For my final birthday present to you… would you mind if I gave you a kiss?” he whispered.

You felt your eyes flutter shut in anticipation, and his face drew near your own… It shocked you a bit when his lips brushed softly past yours, and you expected more so you leaned in further, only to be met with the feeling of air.

Opening your eyes in confusion, you noticed how Seven was smiling mischievously again.

“Now now, MC, not when the kids are here~”

You remembered that you were in front of everyone in the RFA, and immediately backed away from the redhead, your cheeks redder than his hair. As you tried to escape him by moving closer to the others, his hand caught your wrist, stopping you in your tracks.

He moved past you, murmuring softly in your ear, “Let’s continue on our next date, okay?”

He cast a meaningful gaze as he jogged over to the others, leaving you to stand there on your own, a big smile spreading across your face. ‘Next date,’ he had said. Seven had basically confirmed that he liked you, and that filled you with a relief like no other.

You had received a lot of gifts today, but this simple fact was a much better birthday present than all of them combined.

Since I spend most of my time with other mentally ill people I hear a lot of statements about hopelessness and not really believing in recovery. 

And yeah recovery as a lot of neurotypicals define it is bullshit, those of us that are chronically mentally ill will never be neurotypical. But I don’t want that to make other neurodivergent people think they just won’t get better at all because that isn’t the case.

One of the most important things a friend ever told me was “you are not the exception to recovery” and that’s a phrase I keep close to my chest no matter how much I’m struggling.

And anytime you’re sitting there, especially during a low point, thinking about how bad things feel, how out of reach help seems, how many mistakes you’ve made or relapses you’ve had recently I want you to repeat that to yourself too. Even if you don’t believe a single word of it just say it, “I am not the exception to recovery”.

It helps, I promise.

Long loooong time ago I saw some buttons spreading shipping peace (if you know who made them please link so I can properly credit the inspiration!!). Made this last year because I wanted to do something fun and constructive out of something so immature and dumb as shipping wars. Transparent, so you can put it your blog and spread peace.

How many of you are really able to reblog this?
SHIP AND LET SHIP! ❤

Paper Hearts (Part 8)

Originally posted by tbhobi

Genre: Angst/fluff

♡ Pairing: Reader x Jungkook // Reader x Jimin

♡ Length: 3.0k

♡ Summary: It has been nearly a year since you started writing anonymous letters to Jungkook, giving him words of encouragement behind the thin mask of a paper. He never considered you as a possible suspect behind these letters, because you were nothing more than a best friend. And you couldn’t put all the blame on him either, after all, you were too afraid to confess in fear of tarnishing your precious friendship.

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Panicking And Flirting.

Jughead x Reader 

A/N: SO SORRY FOR MY INACTIVITY

Summary: Reader has a panic attack but Jug comes and saves the day but not forgetting to make sure he sees his damsel in distress later on for dinner. 

Words: 1407

Warnings: It could be triggering but it’s really not anything too intense.


Originally posted by mallverine

I didn’t really tell people about my anxiety because no one actually payed enough attention to notice or to care so I would just live life as normal and hope I could avoid situations that I knew made me anxious and panicky. This was hard because even though I had anxiety I still tried to be as out going and confident which made it hard to try balance the two.

But today was different, so many things were going horribly and I was actually surprised that I had held it together this long. I walked in the student lounge and set my bag on a table to try find something to eat because I felt like I was going to be sick. I wasn’t alone for long because soon after the school jock, Reggie, walked in with his little minions and a few other people like Archie Andrews and Betty Cooper walked in and sat on the couches.

Not finding anything in my bag I took money from my pocket and went to the vending machine in hopes they would have a energy bar. I just got to the vending machine when Reggie stepped in front of me, I tried to ignore it and move to the side but he kept following me and all his friends were laughing or passing around snarky remarks.

“What’s wrong (Y/N/N) am I in your way?” He slurred meanly as he stood over, getting too close in general.

“Please Reggie.” I whispered and tried stepping to one side to get past but he mimicked my move.

“Sorry princess, I didn’t hear you.” He smirked, I turned around and started walking away when he pulled me by me jacket sleeve. I got pulled back and was now leaned against the cold vending machine while Reggie snatched my money away from me, “What would you like?” He purred, I know this was just playful boy flirting but it was too much. My anxiety was over the roof and I couldn’t stop it now, I was pushed too far and there was no turning back.

I just stared at him in shock and helplessness, "Helllooo earth to (Y/N).” He mocked, all his friends started laughing and I couldn’t help it any longer, the tears just fell and there was no point in stopping them now. A confused expression came over Reggie’s face  before he started laughing hysterically. I was now shaking, with tears running down my face, sobs and breaths choking in my throat and had a group of teenage boys laughing at me.

“Hey assholes! What the fuck are you doing.” I heard someone say from the end of the room, the laughter grew from the boys.

“We did nothing, she just started freaking out.” Reggie said between his laughs.

“Get out, all of you.” The voice said, I could see him in the corner of my eye, dark hair and a smallish frame. “Before I call Weatherbee.”

“Okay, calm done Mr. detective.” Reggie laughed, “Come boys, lets go.” He called and walked out the room with his friends.

I felt two hands wrap around my shoulder, they felt softer than the voice’s, I didn’t open my eyes as they lead me to one of the couches and sat me down. I opened my eyes, they burned and I was still shaking, battling to breath, my stomach doing flips, and my hair matted to my wet cheeks.

“(Y/N) it’s Betty, and Archie and Veronica and, you know what it’s the whole gang here actually,” she chuckled slightly, “Just relax, breath in… and out.” She carried on for a while until I calmed down a little. I sat there for a good thirty seconds after she got me to stop crying, the all watched me, which wasn’t making things better. I looked around the room, Veronica and Archie giving me emphatic smiles but when my eyes fell on Jughead he looked panicked himself. I looked over at Betty, she saw my shy expression and chased Veronica and Archie off to get us all food. Betty told me to stay where I was while she got me a new shirt from her gym locker because I had used mine to wipe away my tears.

As she walked out the room Jug turned to me, “Are you okay (Y/N/N)?” He got up and sat next to me carefully and handed me his jacket.

“Yes, thank you Jug.” I said and gave him a teary smile as I draped the jacket over my shoulders.

“You’re still shaking.” He pointed out, I sighed when he continued “What’s wrong, because I feel like that there.” He pointed in the direction of the vending machine, “Was the tipping point of something much worse.“ He talked with a soft tone as his gaze raked over me.

"It’s been a long day.” I said, he was clearly unsatisfied with my answer because he sighed and looked at me like I needed to explain further but when I remained silent he didn’t give up.

“Have you eaten?” He interrogated me further. I shamefully shook my head, his eyes widened slightly and he began to rummage through his backpack only to pull out a bag of chips and handed them to me. I held them as we spoke not wanting to eat his food. “You’ll be fine now right, just a sugar low? Do you need water?”

“It’s just my anxiety, Juggie.” I said quickly with a soft voice. “Relax, I’m fine now.”

He looked up, his brows furrowed together in confusion, “I never knew…”

“Because I’ve never told anyone.” I cut him off while shaking my head.

“But Betty knew, when I got up to make them stop, she knew what to do.” He stared at the ground with his elbows on his knees.

"Betty has dealt with it before…” I replied back monotonously.

“Oh.” He frowned and fiddled with his dark hair for a moment, “But you’ll be okay right?” He said taking my hand for reassurance.

“Yeah,” I said taking his hand and smiling at him, “Thanks for helping Jug.” I squeezed his hand and settled back into the couch.

“Anytime.” He said with a grin. We sat in silence for a few seconds, my heart went from racing because of fear to excitement. “Do you want to come to Pop’s tonight with me? We could talk more about this?” He motioned to in between us with a giddy smile on his face.

“And what would this be?” I smirked playfully.

“So you don’t want a this?” He acted sad but then squeezed my hand making sure I knew he was joking. “So, Pop’s tonight?” His eagerness evident in his tone.

I could feel the blood rush to my face, he arched an eyebrow waiting for an answer. Just when I was going to say yes Archie and Veronica walked in and I mentally groaned, why couldn’t they’ve waited two more seconds?

“Turkey sandwich madam?” Veronica placed the neatly packaged sandwich on my lap and Archie handed me a bottle of water.

“Thanks guys.” I said immediately unwrapping the food and taking a huge bite, I could feel my stomach settle almost instantly. Jughead had pulled his hand away from mine when they entered the room but that didn’t stop him from giving me sweet glances, every time he looked over at me I couldn’t help but get butterflies.

I looked over at Jughead because he was staring at me, he mouth Pop’s  and shrugged his shoulders I then gave him a quick nod and we turned back to the conversation. I watched the grin grow on his face as he pretended to listen to Veronica. The bell went and Archie shot up saying something about forgetting his math homework and left the three of us alone.

Jughead stood up stretching and then held a hand out for me, “I’ve sorta got AP English now.” He said as I took his hand and pulled myself up next to him, “but I’ll see you later.” He smirked and fixed his hair before heading off to class. I grinned and felt the blush burn on my cheeks.

“Was that what I think it was?” Veronica squealed, I bit back a smile and nodded causing her to erupt in a fit of giggles and squeals, “Come on we have to find Betty!” she exclaimed and took my hand dragging me down the corridor.

3

Today I had to say goodbye to Spock. 

Last week we put him on steroids and subcutaneous fluids, but they didn’t do anything for him. By the weekend he wasn’t eating anything, barely moved and was breathing heavily because of the fluid slowly filling his lungs. The vet and I agreed that the kindest thing for him was to let him go.

He was an amazing cat- too many toes, smart enough to do tricks and he was the cat that made dog-lovers wonder if cats maybe weren’t all that bad. At four years old it was too soon for him to leave, but I’m grateful for those years I had with him.

Yesterday when my friends came over for my birthday, he heroically pulled himself from his hiding place in the closet to flop himself over the game ‘Ticket to Ride’ we were about to play because he knew I was gonna hate it and wanted to rescue me from that pain.

Love you, Spock. Of my friend, I can only say this: Of all the souls I have encountered in my travels, his was the most… feline.

To those waiting on commissions- I’ll finish them up as soon as I can, but obviously this weekend and this week have been / are going to be a little rougher for me than usual.

I just wanted to thank everyone who donated to his medical fund last month- because of your generosity, I don’t have any outstanding vet bills and was even able to afford to have him privately cremated so that I can have his ashes. Thank you for all your support.

Owned - pt 3

Originally posted by hopeatuuli

He was still asleep but your eyes slowly fluttered open.

You started to realize how close you were to him.

Your left arm rested against his bare chest, and your head rested on his arm, which was wrapped around you.

Every morning, you found yourself in his arms, if he wasn’t already gone.

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I’ve been practicing portraits a lot in the past few months. Generally, I try to understand the structure of the face and the light by observing the reference and trying to paint what I see. That’s how we learn how to draw. Since I love painting characters, I try modeling their faces as I imagine them to be, not getting to attached to the features. The reference is useful to give me the right proportions and to make me understand how light works in the skin.

But lately I’ve been feeling quite worried by the fact I might get addicted to references. It’s not wrong, as many artist and teacher says, to use reference to learn and do research. But I need to focus on my imagination now. Draw things entirely from imagination has always been a struggle to me.

So, I’m starting to develop a process to improve that. Not only portraits, but other things too. Before going to bed, I made a study of this reference. Then I went to sleep, woke up today, looked at the reference for about one minute and then I tried to paint again, but this time only from memory.

It was so interesting! Not only has made me studied focusing on remember every brush stroke I made, but also made me see what I need to improve. From memory, the proportion is quite off, his hand is smaller, the overall picture is darker. I believe that if I haven’t spent so much time practicing with reference, I wouldn’t be able to come up with any results from memory, so now, despite of all mistakes, I understand how important it was to practice from references before. It’s also very fun to paint the same thing from memory and see the differences (I have to laugh, so I won’t cry xD)

What inspired me to do this was this stream from a cool artist named Proko: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GOuIgevbHs8 If you want to improve your drawings from imagination, he has great tips and exercises.

Character Analysis: Hanzo Shimada.

So, I’ve been wanting to do a post on a character for a long time and well, there are so many things I’ve noticed about Hanzo. I decided “fuck it” and here we are.
Hanzo Shimada is a bit like Marmite for a lot of the OW fandom - you either love him (guilty as charged) or hate him (I can understand, everyone has different tastes). And Hanzo Shimada isn’t a one-dimensional man, he has a lot to show, which tends to be covered up under his usual masks.
Firstly, the most well-known things; he was born and raised in Japan under a traditional Yakuza family known as the Shimada Clan in Hanamura. They were a powerful force to be reckoned with and Hanzo was the first-born, therefore the next in line. He excelled in many areas, including business, swordplay and archery and wasn’t rebellious like his younger brother, Genji. It all unfortunately went horribly wrong when Sojiro Shimada (their father who we recently found out the name of) died and the Elders pressured Hanzo to “deal” with Genji. Now, the wiki description doesn’t quite make it clear whether they expected Hanzo to dispose of Genji or whether to just punish him, but either way, the brothers fought and Genji was horribly wounded. Hanzo believed he’d killed him and ran from the clan, distraught. Now he’s a wanderer, taking assassin and mercenary work as it comes and attempting to find redemption. Recently, Genji came back to reveal he lived in the Dragons short and Hanzo changed his look in the Christmas comic.
Now, while we all know without a doubt that attempted fratricide is pretty morally awful and illegal and will land you in jail or death row (depending which country you’re in), Hanzo didn’t just do it for no reason and he isn’t without remorse about it. In fact, as someone else pointed out not too long ago, he’s one of the few people in the OW verse to really regret and grieve over his past transgressions. But what made him snap in the first place? And why do so many people believe he’ll either join OW or Talon?
And while we’ll get to the first question later (that one has been discussed in the OW fandom a fair bit), the reason I ask the last question is because there are a few things I believe we may have been missing. The first thing people seem to miss is rather surprising, considering that this is canon as of today (and most likely will be for some time to come).
The fact is, Hanzo has joined neither. In fact, he seems to be fairly resistant to the idea of joining them in general (and while the canon is not in the actual game, the voice-lines do help us judge their characters, whether Blizzard likes it or not). When Widowmaker tries to tempt him with promises of restoring him to his true seat of power, Hanzo outrightly tells her “But at what cost?”
This leads me to believe he knows what happened to Widowmaker (at least the basics), due to rumours or info leaks from Talon (if Sombra isn’t involved in cheekily leaking info from Talon, I’ll eat my hat) and DEFINITELY does not want the same fate. However, from what I can gather, Talon (for the moment) seem to be offering him the chance to come willingly. But he has refused, so if he is interesting enough to them, it wouldn’t surprise me if they tried to take him by force, as they did Widow. And this leads to my next point that we’ve missed. Why would Hanzo not jump at the chance to take back power, especially as he seems conflicted over the Shimada Clan and his once-empire still?
Because it means he loses control.
For Hanzo, his whole life has been about being under someone else’s control. From the MOMENT he was born, he was groomed and conditioned to do everything the Elders told him to for the good of the Clan. He was raised to believe that doing immoral things (like probably weapon-smuggling etc) was beneficial to the Clan as a whole and taught to be accepting of power and monetary gain. While he wasn’t conditioned the way Widowmaker was, Hanzo was still very much psychologically manipulated. Genji seemed to get away with more under Sojiro because he was the second-born and one Sojiro most likely could afford to spoil a little - I believe Sojiro was fairly tied as well, as respecting your elders has a stronger influence in Japan. Of course, Sojiro most likely spoiled Genji too much, but Genji was able to remain more outside the Elders’ influence in the process. Hanzo, on the other hand, had no chance of escape. Did he probably feel stifled and smothered? Did he most likely fear the Elders as well as respect them? Did he feel the pressure every second of the day?
I believe so, yes. And as the Clan were apparently traditional, honour and holding yourself up were most likely very strongly taught. Hanzo had no room to let himself rest - he needed to uphold honour. There is a really good post on Tumblr that describes more of this cultural attitude in Japan (I wish I could remember who made it but it is a fairly popular post in the Hanzo tag at least).
And I think when Genji defied and refused to listen to Hanzo’s pleas…it was the rod that broke the camel’s back, as they say. Of course, Hanzo was in the wrong. But the Shimada were an abusive family, despite Sojiro possibly trying to shelter them both from that. And abuse from your own family is pretty terrible. It’s a least a reason to understand Hanzo’s actions, not agree with them.
This all means that Hanzo fleeing the Clan took an act of great desperation, mental breaking and, dare I say it, courage. To run from people emotionally and mentally abusing and conditioning you is terrifying for anyone and Hanzo was still fairly young - in his late twenties at least.
And while Overwatch definitely does not have the same rep as Talon, Hanzo would still feel used and exposed, possibly under someone else’s control as a weapon. He can’t and won’t go through that again - I genuinely believe he has a phobia against that. Or at least deep-rooted trauma from his time in the Clan and Genji’s “death”.
So he doesn’t. He doesn’t join either.
And I believe Genji knows this, to an extent. In the Dragons short, while he does hint that Hanzo should choose the side Genji works for, he doesn’t pressure Hanzo. He doesn’t even stay to convince him. He just quietly and almost longingly tells him he has faith in him, then leaves him to think it over. He’s giving Hanzo the freedom to CHOOSE. He’s telling him “You are free, Hanzo, I won’t make you do anything you don’t want to do”. Which is why it sort of confuses me when I see multiple fics where Genji outrightly CHASES Hanzo into OW when he’s never done anything of the sort in canon, nor do I think he would want to. His time with Zenyatta has most likely taught him empathy with what Hanzo went through and he cares enough for his brother that he doesn’t want to put him through any more of it. Will Hanzo seek to join his brother in OW one day? Perhaps.
But it will be his own choice, and HIS ALONE. That may even be something he can be proud of (I hope it is ;_;).
Hanzo is also traumatised enough that he can’t hold a sword anymore after Genji’s “death”, so it also confuses me when I see fics where GENJI is the one to give him a sword and be all “Hey let’s spar bro, nothing will go wrong, lol”, but I see the appeal in writing that scenario. It’s more likely Hanzo either gets over that hurdle through careful therapy and training, or in a desperate self-defence scenario where his bow is broken and a sword is all he has available, but I think the first is more realistic.
Hanzo is also stand-offish, defensive and possibly shy around social interaction, being quieter and less outgoing than Genji, but he has moments of humour and even loudness (there is one line where he literally shouts “I GREET YOU” and if that’s not a sign of flailing and a “shit what do I say to break the ice” scenario, I don’t know what is). Grumpy too, but I don’t think his grumpiness defines him. I think he’s the type to slowly warm up to someone the longer he knows them and he’d be a quiet, but highly loyal friend if you ever gained his trust (that would be a rarity, sadly and with good reason). I also think he sees Omnics as beneath him, but fairly neutral otherwise (an anti-Omnic feeling most likely bred within the Clan and not the same as Zarya or Torbjörn’s outright hatred and distrust) but that has been tempered a little by his wanderings. Numbani makes him uncomfortable, but not just because of Omnics relations there, but because of the warm, caring atmosphere. It’s not something he’s used to.
He’s also very intelligent and would absolutely be fluent in English and several other languages. He MIGHT not know every English saying or slang, but nobody knows every word in every language anyway, so that’s a moot point.
And with the obvious signs of trauma, depression and self-loathing to wrap it all up, I think I’ve said enough about Hanzo Shimada. I like to think and hope that the Christmas comic shows a small step in his healing, but…Blizzard is ultimately in control of his fate, whether we all like it or not. XD
I hope this was okay - just some musings I had regarding Hanzo. Any thoughts or disagreements, I’m happy to discuss! Sorry for any possible offence as well. I’ll happily add anything I might have missed.

kim’s emporium of the strange;

⇢ summary: you’ve always been curious about that little shop in town that only ever opened during Halloween, and one day, something in you possesses you to check it out. your curiosity lands you in a cauldron of hot water with a cute witch named kim taehyung and a lot more problems than you started out with.

⇢ relationship: kim taehyung/reader.

⇢ genre: witch!au, supernatural, romance, fluff.

⇢ words: 5.6k

⇢ warnings: fluff out of the wazoo, witches witching it up, yoongi is a tempermental cat (literally).

a/n: this beautiful moodboard for this fic was made by @shinybts !!


“Welcome to Kim’s Emporium of the Strange! How may I charm your life today?”

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Posting one of my bday gifts, and this I bought for myself ‘cause I really really needed this shirt lol! Aaliyah has taught me SO many things I can’t even begin to list them ‘cause there are just way too many for me to go through lol. She’s one of the few people in my life who shaped me as a person, and I wouldn’t be the kind person who I am today and I wouldn’t be an artist really if it wasn’t for her and her words of wisdom. So thank you @urbanescenceapparel and @aaliyahalways for the creation of this shirt and other creations y’all have made to really capture that essence. You’re doing it RIGHT!!!! Keep doing your thing, and I can’t wait to see more creations in the future!!!! 😊💕

Downfall [17]

Characters: Jungkook x Reader

Word Count: 5,779

Genre: Assassin AU

Prologue | 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 | Part 16 | Part 17 | Part 18 | Part 19 | Part 20


“Please tell me you have some good news.”

Walking over to Hoseok’s lab station, you plop yourself down onto his empty stool and spin around to face the man you’re speaking to. Your teammate is currently standing with his back towards you and perusing the uppermost shelves of the nearby wall, his posture elevated just a tad as he pushes himself up on the balls of his feet.

The laboratory looks the same as it always does; it somehow manages to exist in between looking bare and clustered, the simple and clean décor providing a contrasting backdrop to the complex equipment and stockpiled substances. Hoseok is wearing a white crewneck sweater today, but when put up against the blindingly pale walls that reflect the equally bright ceiling lights, it appears to be more of a cream color.

“Good morning to you, too.”

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