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Good Little Angel

Word count: 2,034

Warning: smut, little bit of fluff, teasing, dom!Lucifer, sub!Lucifer

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader

Summary/Request: Thank you @curlyxtomato for your request!

Lucifer has to help the Winchesters but there is some awkwardness when Y/N realises that he is an old hook up of hers. Leads to some passionate sex and a lot of teasing and self-denial.

Originally posted by lucifersagents

“We’re working with you, not because we want to, but because we have to.” Dean sighed.

You were currently sitting beside an agitated Sam who was trying his best not to look over the table at none other than Lucifer himself.

“It’s good to see you guys too.” Lucifer grinned. You scoffed. Immediately his head spun round to see you, now trying to sink into your seat subtly. “Oh I know you love having me around Y/N. You find me irresistible.” He almost sneered at you.

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No Strings (V)

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You / Jimin

Rating: PG-13

Warning: Excessive drinking 

Word Count: 4,040

Summary: It started off as such a simple question. How to know if you’re bad in bed? Of course when you asked, you didn’t imagine Jimin would actually answer.

Originally posted by jiyoongis

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You know what ableism is? People who say “lol omfg look at that crazy naked woman on the corner” like it’s funny, like it’s a joke, like she’s just being silly and not seriously psychotic and in danger.

My mother is an excellent secretary and runs a small business, has never used drugs just a social drinker occasionally, and she raised me being a single mother with just a high school degree. But, you know? She was once that crazy naked woman on the street. She had a psychotic episode that progressed rapidly and left the house while I was gone. I was 19, an only child, and I spent all day searching one of the most dangerous cities for her. I don’t think I have ever lived through a worse day, not knowing if she might be dead, or worse. We were lucky enough to find her late that night, and apparently unharmed, because a couple good people picked her up and took her to a psychiatric hospital. If it wasn’t for them, I don’t know what I’d be doing today.

So next time you see some “crazy naked freak” in the street or in a “funny” YouTube video, I hope you remember this. They are people, too. That could just as easily be you, or your mother, or your best friend.


Originally posted by spiderholland

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader(female)

Summary: Reader has been in an abusive relationship for the past two years. When Steve, Bucky, and Peter find out about it, they make it their goal to get her out of there as soon as possible. Especially Peter, because nothing bothers him more than seeing the woman he loves being taken advantage of. 

Warnings: language, mentions of abuse, injury, mentions of anxiety

*not my gif* 


The lights were off in the corridors of the Avengers building. Hopefully no one was up watching a movie in the dark. I stepped out of the elevator and into the common room of my floor. I stayed on the floor with Steve, Bucky, Sam, and Peter. Peter was originally assigned to a room on the second floor with Clint, Nat, and Wanda, but he asked Tony if he could switch because he claimed that the wifi connection was better on this floor. I think otherwise. 

I stayed quiet and tried my best to tip toe to my bedroom. That’s when I noticed the dim light of the TV flashing. I stopped in my tracks. I pulled my hood over my head so that if one of them saw me, they couldn’t see the black eye I had. 

My eyes adjusted the longer I stood there and I noticed that it was all of them sitting watching The Matrix. Why did they choose tonight to do this? I can’t let them see me like this. 

It looked like Sam and Peter had fallen asleep, and Bucky and Steve were very engrossed with the TV screen. So I just took a shot and walked straight for my room. But of course, one of the soldiers saw me. 

“(y/n), where have you been? It’s nearly one o’clock in the morning,” Steve said, announcing my presence to Bucky, and the two sleeping who were now waking up. 

“I… uhh… I was just out with some friends. We got some dinner and then I went to the gym.” I lied. 

“We have a gym here. And an entire training room,” Sam said after he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. “Did you forget that?” He asked it suspiciously. 

“No, but sometimes I’d prefer to work out where there isn’t anybody that I know.” I snapped quietly. “I need to go shower.” I walked away, making a bee line to my room, but someone’s hand grabbed mine. I recognized the gentle touch as Peter’s. The light switched on and he turned me around, making me face him. I kept my head down, but he put his finger under my chin and tilted my head up. He pulled my hood back and gasped softly when he saw my right eye.  

“Who the hell did this to you,” Bucky asked as he approached me. 

“No one,” I said defensively. 

“Then what happened,” Bucky demanded. 

“It was Jason again, wasn’t it,” Peter said, his brown eyes staring into mine. 

“Jason? Your boyfriend?” Steve asked. 

I looked down, afraid to answer. 

“This isn’t the first time it’s happened,” Peter mentioned. “Last month she came home with a cut on her head.” 

“Why didn’t we know about this,” Sam asked. 

“Because I begged Peter not to tell.” 

“How long has this been going on,” Steve asked. 

“A while,” I said. “I’m sorry. I can’t… I can’t do this right now. I’ll talk to you guys later.” I said and bolted off to my room. 

I turned my shower on and started to sob quietly. Once the bathroom was steamy, I stepped into the hot water and let it soak my body. The heat of the water soothed my aching muscles. I actually tried to fight back today. Somehow my skill set didn’t work out for me. Hence the black eye. It doesn’t matter if I’m part of the Avengers. Jason always seems to figure out my moves. 

Once I was out and in my pajamas, I laid down on my bed, a book in my hand. I thought I’d try to do something to occupy my mind. But I felt empty inside. Like I was just a shell of myself. A ghost. Jason had taken away all substance.

 There was a light knock on my door. I didn’t respond, and just decided to let whoever it was just walk in. 

The door creaked open and shut. I turned my head to find Peter walking towards my bed with an ice pack in hand. I looked away. He sat down on the side of my bed, facing me. 

“Sit up,” he said gently. I didn’t want to argue, so I did as I was told. I crossed my legs and once I was situated, Peter placed the ice pack gently on my eye. “I really do not want this to become a habit.” 


“Me tending to your cuts and bruises. You need to get out there, (y/n).” 

“I can’t, Peter. I just…  I can’t okay.” I said, holding the ice pack myself now.

“Why?” I ignored his question, but he pressed on. “Why, (y/n)? Because you love him?” I shook my head. “Because you depend on him?” I shook my head again. “Because you think you don’t deserve better?” I didn’t say anything. Peter took the ice pack from me. “(y/n)…” I looked away. He was spot on. “Hey, look at me.” He tilted my head towards him again. “You deserve way more than he can ever give you. You are worth more than he can ever treat you. I know you may feel like you don’t have anyone, but you do. You have us. This entire team. You have me.” He said softly. 

I looked at Peter’s face, his brown eyes -that I adore- staring at me with concern. He was the one I loved. I knew that something would develop the moment Tony signed him on to the Avengers. When I was with him, I felt whole again. That void inside me vanished. But the reason I never broke up with Jason was because I was afraid of what he would do. Jason never liked it when he didn’t get his way. 

“I’m scared Peter,” I said, my voice cracking. 

“I know you are, sweetheart.” There it was. That nickname that only he ever called me. Jason never called me anything cute like that. “But we are going to get you out of there. I promise.” I just nodded lightly. I was exhausted and I think Peter could tell. “You tried to fight back, didn’t you?”

“Yeah. Despite being on this team, I can’t seem to win,” I sighed. 

He set the ice pack down on the table next to my bed. “Scoot over,” he said. 

I did as told and he laid down next to me. He pulled my body into his and I rested my head gently on his chest, careful not to put too much pressure on my eye. 

This happened more often than I’d like to admit. I was never one to cheat, but to be honest, being with Jason has felt more like a dictatorship than a relationship. And in that moment, I couldn’t care less about the morals of being in a relationship because I needed comfort, and that is exactly what Peter was giving me. 

No other words were said. We just laid there, listening to the soft sounds of each other’s breathing. I took in a deep breath, taking in his scent in the process. Eventually, I was able to fall asleep. 


The next morning I was silent. I had woken up with Peter next to me. He was still asleep when I woke, but I didn’t have the heart to disturb him from his slumber so I just let him sleep as I wandered the complex aimlessly. 

I wasn’t hungry, and I knew that someone would try and make me eat. But until then, I was enjoying the solitude of the weapons room. It was nice and quiet until I heard the door open. I wasn’t going to try and hide or anything. I assumed it was Tony and he wouldn’t ask very many questions. But, apparently, I assumed wrong. Peter appeared around the corner. It looked like he let out a sigh of relief when he saw me. I rolled my eyes. I shouldn’t be complaining though. He was worried about me. That was all I ever wanted was for someone to care. 

Peter sat down next to me. 

“How did you find me,” I asked. 

“Well,” he started. I looked over at him. He had changed out of his previous clothes and was wearing a red Star Wars shirt and a pair of blue denim jeans. “When I realized that you weren’t on the floor, I thought I’d find you here.” 


“You got really drunk one time and told me that you sometimes come down here to think because it was the only quiet place in the entire complex.” I stared at him, but not because of what he said. “What?” 

I giggled. “Your clothes. Red shirt, blue pants. You might as well be wearing your suit.” 

“Oh, you’re so funny,” he mocked. I smiled. He looked me in the eyes and rested his hand on mine. “There’s that smile,” he cooed and pinched my cheel gently. “Are you okay?” 

My smile dropped. “Not even in the slightest,” I said, my voice level. I looked away and stared in front of me. That nothingness inside me seemed to fill itself. But it was still there nonetheless.  I felt Peter squeeze my hand. He pulled me close to his body, hugging me. I smelled his familiar smell again. Immediately I felt comforted. 

He pulled away and said, “Let’s get back up stairs. I think Steve wants to talk to you.” 

“Fantastic,” I said and stood up. 

We made our way back to the common room, Peter holding my hand the entire way. Steve started the minute I walked in. 

He walked up to me and pulled me into a bear hug. He kissed the top of my head and said softly, “I thought you had left.” 

“I did leave,” I said, my face squished against his muscular chest. 

He pulled away. “You know what I mean.” He looked down at me. “I want you to get your things from his place today. I’ll come with you.” 

“Same here,” Bucky said. 

“I can’t do that…” I said. I felt my breath hitch. “I just can’t. What if he comes home.” 

“Then we will be with you when he does,” Steve said. 

I sighed. “Fine.” 

“Then I’m going too,” Peter said. 

“No way.” Steve said. “You have an identity to protect. We don’t. If something happens and we have to punch that prick into the ground, you cannot risk revealing yourself.” 

“I’ll stay here so Underoos doesn’t try to escape,” Same said. 

Peter sat down on the couch in defeat. I walked over to my room to grab my purse. When I walked back out, I approached Peter, bent over and gave him a kiss on the cheek before leaving with Steve and Bucky. 


I was almost finished gathering my things. I had maybe three boxes full. There were some clothes, some books I had left here for when I’m alone, my iHome music player, and a bunch of other random junk that I probably didn’t really need. 

My anxiety had never really left because I was so worried about being caught by Jason. But having Steve and Bucky there made it easier. They were like my big brothers. Overprotective and caring. 

Just as I finished packing up the last box, I heard the door knob jiggle and the door open. My biggest fear was about to happen. 

“(y/n)? What are you doing? Who are these people,” Jason asked as he walked into the room. 

“She’s leaving,” Steve said. “For good. She doesn’t deserve to be treated the way you treat her.” 

“And you two are…” 

“Her brothers,” Bucky said, taking a step closer. 

“Her protectors,” Steve said, taking another step closer. 

“Pretty much anything you don’t want us to be, I can guarantee we are,” Bucky said, standing inches away from Jason. 

“(y/n), are you seriously going to let these guys control what you do?” 

That’s when I snapped. I marched over to him. “Oh, you mean like you have for the past two years? Like how you tell me where to go, what to eat, what to say, and what I can and cannot do? You mean kinda like that? You know, I am so fucking done with you, Jason. You’re nothing but a low life piece of shit. Do you not see the giant bruise on my eye? Or the scars I have from other previous ‘accidents’? You did this to me. You create this entire situation. You’ve treated me like absolute garbage. I have lost a piece of myself every moment I spent with you. And now it is going to take ages to get them all back. These two are finally getting me out of her. And no. I am not letting them control me. Because this was my choice not their’s. It may have been their idea, but it. Was. My. Choice.” 

With that, I decked Jason straight in the face. He fell to the floor, his nose bleeding. I turned back around and picked up the lightest box we had, leaving the two heavier ones for the super soldiers. I walked out of the apartment, and didn’t look back. 

I was proud of myself for finally hitting him back. 


I was finally settled back in at the complex. I didn’t have too much of my stuff at Jason’s but I had enough there that I ended up spending the night there more often than at home. 

I sat quietly on my bed. I was staring up at the ceiling, thinking. I was in love with Peter. And I’m ninety-nine percent sure he was in love with me too. But was it too soon to start something new? To be honest, my relationship with Jason ended the minute he first hit me. And that was three months into the relationship. But he manipulated me into staying. And now here we are, two years later. 

Peter knocked quietly on my door. He entered my room, shutting the door behind him quietly. I noticed he changed his shirt from the reed Star Wars one he had on earlier to a black tee with the Levi’s logo on it.  He sat down next to me on my bed. “I heard you made his nose bleed,” he said. 

“Damn right, I did. He deserved it too. That bastard. I was finally able to catch him off guard,” I muttered. 

“How’s your eye?” 

“Well, I can’t really feel it so… I don’t if that’s good or not. I’m just glad I can’t feel the pain.” 

Peter looked at me with loving eyes. “I’m really glad you got yourself out of there.” 

“I am too,” I said. Peter continued to look at me. Next thing I knew, his lips landed on mine. Slow, passionate, warm, and soft. He tastes like chocolate and peppermint. 

“I’ve been waiting so long to do that,” he said. 

“You could have done it sooner. Would have been more motivation for me to get out of there sooner.” I paused. “When I was with him, he made me feel like I was nothing. I lost a bit of myself every day until I eventually became this ghost that just hovered outside my body, watching myself do these things and be treated that way. With you, all that goes away. 

Peter smiled. “I know. And I’m here now,  you’re here now. He’s done. You’re done. Everything is going to be okay..” I smiled at him. He kissed me again, and this time I smiled into the kiss. “What,” he asked when we pulled apart. 

“You had York peppermint patties again didn’t you?” 

“Why? You like it,” he smirked. 

“I love it,” I smirked back. 

“I love you.” 

“I love you, too, Spidey,” I said and he kissed me once more. 

“Let’s get out of here. We can go see a movie, or get some lunch.” 

“Either of those work for me,” I said. 

I grabbed my bag for the second time that day and Peter and I headed out to do whatever it is an actual couple does. Looks like I’m going to have to learn a bit more about that. But that is okay. Because I wouldn’t want to do it with anyone else. 

What Your Fave BNHA Character Says About You:

I got quite some asks a while ago about “What does my fave say about me???” and I wanna answer all of them and also no new chapter which is crushing:

Class 1-A: Alphabetized

Aoyama Yuuga: you have horrible self-esteem issues and cover it up by attracting attention to yourself because you want the attention but have absolutely no idea what to do with it once you have it

Ashido Mina: a loud passionate person with a fondness for dress-up (everyday wear or costumes, it doesn’t matter) and people are shocked to find out your level of nerdiness because like… “you don’t look like a nerd…”

Bakugou Katsuki: a spitfire on the inside and sometimes on the outside. You spicy af and people tell you to tone it down. Was a genius in middle school but then found out about everyone else catching up. Has a SUPER fear of failure.

Hagakure Tooru: A cute little flower who blends into the background but never fear, all that gossip is here! People forget you a lot, but you’re used to it. Gotta keep that positive attitude!!!!

Iida Tenya: People tell you you’re weird a lot and they also tell you you’re annoying but you’re just trying to help. Smart af when it comes to what you know, but pretty clueless otherwise.

Jirou Kyouka: You have that one piece of clothing you love dearly and have owned for years and people are shocked to see you whenever you’re not wearing it. Actual music hoe. *takes out one earbud* whut

Kaminari Denki: Admit it you’re an irl troll face but deep down you’re actually the rarest of pepes. Just wants to be loved by friends but you also want a date to prom so jokingly-for-real ask people out on dates. It hasn’t really worked.

Kirishima Eijirou: You love The Gays™ or are irl gay yourself. You’re an actual cinnamon roll but you’re hella burnt on the inside so you’ve got a spine of steel. You love your friends and aren’t afraid to say it. HUGS FOR EVERYONE

Kouda Kouji: You little animal lover you~ <3 ! Shy and sweet, people tell you that you don’t talk much but you’re just anxious. Will talk about your passions until you pass out but if it’s in front of strangers then NO THANKS

Midoriya Izuku: Actual cinnamon roll just trying your best, you’re smart with what you’re passionate about but that also makes you a giant nerd. You have that one weird little quirk that nobody understands so you hide it a lot. 

Mineta Minoru: You’re goofy and the squad clown but also naive af. Might not be noticeable on the outside but UR A SINNER HARRY. You read way too much fanfiction because actual porn feels weird/ is too much

Ojiro Mashirao: You like to stick to the background but you also want people to notice when you’ve achieved something so you’re stuck in this cycle of “I want this to look good but also original but not too weird but also cool but also…”

Satou Rikkidou: Your resting bitch face almost has yourself fooled but there’s nothing that can comfort you like food and your best bro can. Is really good at cooking. Part of the “Support Everyone But Forgets Yourself” Squad.

Sero Hanta: You come off as harmless but deep down you’re a disgusting memer waiting for the perfect moment to pun and meme. Your health is important, look at this article you printed off just for your friends’ cringe

Shouji Mezou: You’re quiet at first but hella observant so you can tell the moment to open up and let people see how harmless you are on the inside. Gentle soul who only want the best for others. Will kill/die to protect others.

Todoroki Shouto: You’ve been deeply hurt by someone you looked up to and you know you’re still messed up. You’re trying to grow away from the pain but it’s hard. A little wrapped up in your head, you want to love others again.

Tokoyami Fumikage: You know every word to “Welcome to the Black Parade”. You like really cool, dark and edgy things so your inner emo is Strong™. People tell you that you need to cool your chill and warm up. flip them the bird.

Tsuyu Asui: IRL perfect friend, you are the mom friend/ big sis friend of the group who makes sure everyone stays together and doesn’t do stupid shit. At least, doesn’t do stupid shit without you. Pokèmon was a lifestyle, once.

Uraraka Ochako: Looks innocent on the outside but will punch a guy if they step over that very clear line. Friends and family are to be protected at all costs. You’re so cheap, people laugh but in reality you’re scared to spend money. 

Yaoyorozu Momo: Smart af and pretty too, you’re so used to things coming easily to you that you panic as soon as something seems hard. In group projects you’re the one that does 95% of the work. You’re (kinda) ok with this.

Alright, I covered Class 1-A first, but if your fave isn’t on this list, or you wanna look up your other faves, I left it all under the cut!


All Might/ Toshinori Yagi: Actual cinnamon roll trying their best to be a good guardian and lead those who are lost. Is the actual biggest dork around. Tries to be cool but simply… isn’t. We love you anyways. Pls take care of yourself too.

Eraserhead/ Aizawa Shouta: you’re extra salty in need of a nap and still care about everyone around you but still like to fuck with them to show you care. Is a cat person and feels like you can only get along with other cat people.

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elle’s ‘I-have-read-it-more-than-once-and-will-do-so-again’ Kingsman multi-ship rec list

Exactly what the title says

End on an Exhale by @insanereddragon - M, Merhartwin

Harry sits down beside him, heedless of the dew or the grass, and picks up the crumpled pack. Eggsy finally looks over at him as he lights up and pulls in his first lungful.

“This ain’t a mission.”

Harry glances at him from the side. “Not mine, but I don’t think you’re done with yours yet. So we’ll stay here until you are.”


A series of moments in Harry, Eggsy, and Merlin’s relationship in which they are smoking.

So in real life I am very meeeh about smoking. But I won’t pretend I don’t find it hot. I am sure I am not the only one.

fuck me a rainbow by @tastymoves - E, Hartwin

“I want to try them.” He grins his cheekiest grin. “Repeatedly.”

“You make a compelling case, Eggsy. However, I do have to finish up here first so you might need to be a little more patient.”

Another groan from Eggsy. “That’s what I get for fucking the boss.”

“Getting fucked by the boss is more like it, isn’t it?” Harry responds as he turns his attention back to his laptop like it’s not half-buried in color changing condoms.

The perfect mix of funny and hot, do yourself a favor and go read this. Seriously, it’s intimate smut at his best.

Every Step You Take by LapisLazuli - E, Hartwin, Merlahad, Merhartwin

The day that Harry’s aesthetic appreciation of Eggsy became active want was a result of nothing remarkable. He had gone to speak with Merlin, who was monitoring a training session for the Lancelot candidates, and happened to glance down at the monitor just as Eggsy finished annihilating a series of long-distance targets on the range. He stood up, pushing his goggles back on his forehead, and positively beamed, his joy in the achievement as bright as the sun, and Harry actually felt his breath stutter in his lungs. Something about the combination of deadliness and innocence that Eggsy embodied so effortlessly simply reached right down into Harry’s chest and squeezed, and he could do nothing to prevent the sharp wave of lust that crashed over him.

That one is VERY hot okay. Just. Unf. Unf unf unf

My Love’s a Revolver by @fangirlasplosian - E, Merlahad

After certain kinds of missions, Harry Hart has two sure-fire ways to deal with pent-up adrenaline: Get pissed, or get laid. Unfortunately, the one time he takes someone home he’s interested in seeing again, he turns out to be a new coworker. A coworker with rules about about sleeping with colleagues.

Being a gentleman, Harry will respect Merlin’s boundaries. But the more they work together and get to know each other, the harder Harry finds it to keep propriety in check.

Red is the one who recced it to me a few months ago but by the gods am I glad she did. It is everything one might wish of a Merlahad story

Care and Custody by  esama  - T, Hartwin

Eggsy takes out the medal in slightly worse circumstances, asking for a miracle.

It is just such a good fix-it and an interesting AU of what could have happened if some things had been slightly different.

The Courting of Eggsy Unwin by @zombiisheep - E, Harry/Eggsy/Mark Darcy

How were there TWO Harry Harts? Eggsy couldn’t even handle one!

But then how was Harry standing in front of this cafe when he was supposed to be all the way in Brussels on an ambassador mission with Arthur?

Eggsy soon discovers that there is still a lot to learn about Harry Hart, starting with the fact that he has a twin brother, a one Mr. Mark Darcy. And Mark may share Harry’s face, but that’s where the similarities end. Where Harry is slick and charismatic, Mark is awkward and endearing. But for all of the charm Mark lacks, Eggsy can’t help but find himself falling for the bumbling barrister.

But when Harry returns and discovers that not only has his young protege has fallen for someone other than him (he may have been giving Eggsy the impression that he wasn’t interested, whoops), but it’s his estranged goody two shoes brother. The war for Eggsy’s heart begins, but none of them can plan for how it turns out.

(It ends with all three together, that’s where)

If twincest isn’t your thing, don’t read this. But if you don’t mind, zomg, go read this.

the canvas can do miracles by @sententiousandbellicose - T, Hartwin

After Kentucky, Harry will never be a knight again, but that doesn’t mean he’s lost everything. He still has the sea. He still has Eggsy. He just needs Eggsy to remind him of that. (In which Harry runs away and Eggsy waits for him to come back home.)

This story is just omg SO GOOD. It’s Harry-centric and everything I didn’t know I wanted to read about until Reg put it in words.

The Whole Truth by @oggalahad - G, Hartwinrox

Truth serum has never been perfected to actually get to the truth, and Eggsy is an expert at rambling about nothing.

A funny and sweet truth serum fic. What’s not to like?

Rainy Nights by LittleMissHara - T, Harroxy

Sometimes he just wondered a little too much, & she’d just tell him to stop, & that was perfectly okay.

Short but oh so very beautifully written

Written In the Stars by @potentiality-26 E, Hartwin

Harry blinked and said, “Eggsy,” with warmth but undeniable surprise.

Though he had anticipated exactly this reception, Eggsy barely managed to keep his face from falling. Harry never seemed anything but pleased by Eggsy’s visits, but the fact that he plainly expected to see less of Eggsy hurt. Eggsy suspected that Harry disapproved but was too kind to say so, and Harry would never have let good manners stop him from telling Eggsy where he was going wrong before; it was just one more sign that the ties that had bound them together for so long were unraveling

Eggsy becomes a knight. It doesn’t simplify his relationship with his master as much as he hoped it might.

It’s a Hartwin Star Wars AU where Eggsy was Harry’s padawan and they have a bond even after Eggsy becomes a Knight. OF COURSE I LOVE THAT BLOODY FIC AND I READ IT AGAIN AND AGAIN OKAY! (heck i dream of it having a sequel one day T^T) Also damn, it’s written by potentiality-26. I’ve never not like one of their fic.

Little Princess by @persephoneggsy - G, Hartwin

Harry Hart, a.k.a. Arthur, finds himself competing with a seven-year-old for Eggsy’s (a.k.a. Guinevere’s) affections. And then he receives help from the last place he expected.

That fic is just bloody adorable okay? Read this. You won’t regret it.

Out of Left Field by VillaKulla - M, Hartwin, Roxlin

“Now there was just one more thing,” Merlin said, addressing the sweaty, bedraggled, footballers clustered around him. “There’s been a change of ref.”

Eggsy and the rest of the UK Kingsmen looked at their coach expectantly and he raised his eyebrows.

“Harry Hart.”

Look, I don’t care about sport. And yet I devoured that story because it’s so much more than this and the sport in it just make it all more rich.

Not Good, Doesn’t Mean Bad by @anarchycox - M, Harroxy

Harry and Roxy have broken up, but now a mission has them playing a happy couple. It is very easy to pretend to be in love, when you never stopped.

While I completely adore the Knitter Eggsy Verse and everyone should go read it NOW, I decided to rec this Harroxy fic instead because DAMN we need more Harroxy and this one is just so good! Harry is an idiot, but he’s lucky Roxy is more than ready to think for him.

the gang’s crush - imagine

requested by anon - (thanks for requesting! it’s dialogue heavy but i hope u like it!)
warnings: none rlly, stuff i write usually will contain cursing though

The dog days of early August had always been the absolute worst in Tulsa - both you and the gang knew that real well. Days like that, you and the boys would normally hang at the Curtises’. After all, you’d known the Curtis brothers for quite some time; you used to go to school with Soda before he dropped out and you graduated. If you weren’t at your house or the Dingo, you just happened to be with at Curtis house with the rest of the gang. This time, a lazy Saturday, your only fan had broken and you knew it’d be nothing but agony sitting in the endless heat without anyone entertaining to talk to. So you decided to haul ass over to the Curtis house in Tulsa’s 102 degree heat, grateful that their house is no more than 2 minutes away.

Wiping small beads of sweat along your hairline, you closed their house’s gate and headed up the walkway before opening both the screen door and front door - you knew they never kept it locked. 

“Anyone hom-“ you started, before catching sight of nearly all the boys languidly lounging about the living room, most of them with their eyes closed. That’s when you caught sight of Two-bit sitting in front of a fan, making noises in it so that he’d hear his voice sound funny. Well, that was Two-bit for you. “Well, look who it is, boys!” Two said into the fan in an attempt to the gang to stir.

“For cryin’ out loud, Two, would you get your head outta that fan? You’re hoggin’ all the air, man,” Soda responded, ignoring what Two had previously said, his chest gleaming with sweat.

Two-bit laughed a little bit, reluctantly getting out of the way of the fan. “Boy, you all look real glad to see Y/N!” At the mention of your name, you saw a few eyelids fly open and a few boys actually sit up. Semi-energetic ‘hello’s echoed throughout the small living room. Dally and Darry were upright in the armchairs, Steve sat on the couch with Soda and Johnny and Pony were sitting around the coffee table.

“Well, hi there, Y/N!” Soda said, getting off of the couch while Pony began furiously wiping sweat off of his face with his t-shirt. “Come an’ sit. Want somethin’ to drink? I mean, it sure is hot today.” Soda made his way to the kitchen only to find that Two had moved from sitting in front of the fan to sitting in front of the refrigerator. You sat in the spot that Soda left, a little wet with sweat, which didn’t seem to bother you.

“Looks like we got coke, water, milk and beer. Anythin’ you want, Y/N?” Two asked from the kitchen.

“Keith, if you don’t close that icebox door, I’m gonna be closin’ that icebox door on you, y’hear?” Darry called back to Two.

“Alright, alright, Dar.” Two rolled his eyes and got out from the cold, opened fridge with a beer in hand. He stood up and made his way back to the living room and popped the cap of the bottle with the edge of the coffee table.

“Get me a glass of milk, Soda,” Dally demanded, his voice gruff with what seemed like exhaustion. ((”some guys my age, man”))

“If there’s any chocolate cake left, would you grab me a slice?” Steve asked, wiping a droplet of sweat off his cheek with his shoulder.  

“Yeah, you mind gettin’ me and Johnny a bottle of co-“ Pony started, before being cut off by Soda.

“Any of your names Y/N? You all got a pair of workin’ legs now, don’t you?”

“Well, I’m pretty sure my legs work, too. I’ll get my own water, Soda. Don’t worry ‘bout it,” you responded, getting off the sofa and walking into the kitchen to pour yourself a glass, until you’re stopped by Soda.

“No, Y/N, I’ll get it. Just go on and sit,” Soda insisted, grinning at you, grabbing your shoulders and taking you back into the living room.

“No, it’s alright, Soda. I’ll pour her a glass,” Two said, pushing past Soda to get back into the kitchen’s fridge.

“C’mon, I said that I’ll pour it, Two.” Soda pushed his way back into the kitchen as well, fighting with Two to get the pitcher. Two rolled his eyes and let Soda pour the cold water out the pitcher and into the glass.

“Y’know, I was thinking, guys - we should all go do somethin’ today,” Soda announced to the gang, putting the pitcher back into the fridge and shutting its door.

“Are you outta your fuckin’ mind? Maybe the heat’s gettin’ to your brain, man,” Dal complained, rubbing his tensed eyebrows with his middle finger and thumb.

Soda had come back with the cold glass of water for you and sat on the armrest of the couch beside you. “Dally, we haven’t moved in the past three hours - we gotta do something.”

“No, Dal, Soda’s right. I could take you out for ice-cream if you’d like, Y/N,” Johnny offered, his head cocked to one side a little bit.

“We ain’t got the cash for that, Johnny. How ‘bout the pool, Y/N?” Pony suggested.

“The pool’s too far. But I think a barbecue sounds just right,” Steve butt in. “How ‘bout that, Y/N?”

“Well, how ‘bout we stay here with Y/N and just keep cool?” Darry finally said after a pretty deep sigh. Boy, you were glad that Dar had butt in. If you heard your name one more time, you thought you just might have exploded. But after weighing the opportunities, you decided that staying at the house was probably the best idea. You weren’t willing to make going outside and option, especially with the sun beating down like that.

“I gotta agree with Dally and Dar, here guys. It’s real brutal out there. The only pool we’d see today is the pool we’ll melt into, Pone,” you said, a small grin on your face about the joke you cracked. Pony seemed to find it pretty funny though what with his loud giggling.

“Although I sure wouldn’t mind seein’ you in a bikini, baby,” Dally said, looking at you with a faint smirk on his lips.

All the eyes in the room shifted to Dally who nonchalantly shrugged at their gaze. His little comment made your eyebrows furrow a little and it stopped Pony’s laughing. It wasn’t the first time Dal had said something like that, but it was almost never in front of the boys and never ‘baby’. “As if you jackasses weren’t thinkin’ the same thing.”

“C’mon, Dal, this is Y/N you’re talkin’ to. She ain’t just some broad,” Steve intervenes, clearly irritated that Dal would say something like that to you - which slightly surprised you since Steve already knew that this is just how Dally acts.

“‘Course she ain’t, Steve. Why are we all continuin’ with this charade?”

“What are you talking about, Dally?” you asked him. You didn’t have a clue as to what Dal meant. Unless he meant that the boys…

“God, Y/N, are you blind? They’re all droolin’ over you. Always have been. Told each other that no one in the gang is s’posed to go after you. Even Darry.”  

The guys are tripping over themselves for you? It took you a second to process this. All of these boys had been some of your greatest friends - and they’re drooling over you. It would explain why they’d been getting into so many arguments lately. How could have you not seen this? It all made sense, but you couldn’t believe it.

A roaring silence fell over the boys and yourself. That is, until you broke it.

“You guys…what? Is that true?”

“Well, c’mon, Y/N - is the sky blue?” Dal said.

My dash has been dead lately, and I’m interested in finding more friends and mutuals as well!! Like and/or reblog if you post the things below, and I might check out your blog and follow you!! ^^

- Puella Magi Madoka Magica
- Magical Girl Raiaing Project
- Love Live! + Love Live!! Sunshine!!
- Watashi ga Motete Dousunda (Kiss Him, Not Me)
- Yuyushiki
- Yuru Yuri
- Kase-san and Morning Glories
- Pretty Cure (Heartcatch is the only one I’ve seen so far)
- Undertale
- In A Heartbeat (animated short film)
- Wander Over Yonder
- Steven Universe
- Kemono Friends
- Oshiete! Galko-chan
- Yuki Yuna wa Yuusha de Aru/Washio Sumi no Shou
- Lesbian pride
- Cute and/or funny stuff in general

You can find my whole list of fandoms on my blog (only on desktop, unfortunately), and thanks for reading!! :)

Seventeen Scenario: Sons (Hip Hop Unit)

Performance Unit     Vocal Unit

{a/n}- There now Seventeen is done. I think I might do BTS next.

S. Coups

This little ball of happiness will literally smile and giggle at anything. Yes, that’s even including his dad’s jokes, which usually no one laughs at. It doesn’t matter how corny or terrible the joke is or how many times he’s said it before, this child will laugh at it. This only encourages Seungcheol to tell them more though.  Even if you don’t find them funny, it still makes you smile every time your child bursts into giggles at one of the jokes and makes his dad extremely happy. Although Seungcheol did learn to not practice new raps with your son because it’s hard to rap when there is a chubby little bean giggling at him.


This child wants nothing more than to read. He is always carrying a book around with him. Most nights you’ll go to put him to sleep and you’ll find him already asleep on his bed or on the couch with his open book in one of his hands or on the floor, having fallen out of the sleeping boy’s hands. The boy’s like to tease him with his love for books though. When he’s distracted they’ll steal the book he brought with him. In order to get it back, he has to do aegyo and not just any aegyo. It’s like his dad’s cheeseburger aegyo only instead of asking for a cheeseburger he’s asking them for his book back. This poor child just wants to read, but even you can’t help but smile and laugh at his aegyo attempts with the boys. He loves to read himself, but he loves when his dad reads him to sleep even more. He has certain books that he saves and will put aside because he wants his dad to read them to him.


Your child reminds you way too much of his dad…and a dog. He is tall for his age, wants to be snuggling something constantly (usually it’s you or his dad….or Wonwoo because I ship meanie and there is no way Wonwoo won’t be the closest uncle to Mingyu’s children and vise versa), he is clumsy as well, but so are you, so you’re not sure if he got that from Mingyu or you or both. He is a sweet puppy like his dad and smiles almost all the time. He follows his dad around like a puppy too, usually while hanging onto the bottom of Mingyu’s shirt or his leg. This child gets to see every thing, even when the crowd around him is huge. Being tall for his age and then sitting on his tall father’s shoulders means he gets to be a couple feet taller than everyone else and he loves it.


Your child is the spitting image of his dad. Like it’s not even funny how much he is like his dad. That amazing laugh, (that you get to hear all the time because like I said he’s like Hansol, so laughs all the time, especially at and with his dad) his dorky and toothy smile can’t help but bring a smile to everyone who sees it. Being the spitting image of Hansol you thought it would be funny to use it to play a prank on his dad. You may or may not have had him recreate his dad’s old videos from when he was a kid. Yes, we’re talking about the ones like his kidney function video. You were laughing so hard the entire time, while planning, filming and even while showing it to his dad, who was not as happy about it as you were. Not to say that he didn’t love it. It had his son in it, so of course he loved it.

SO maybe I don’t have a license or a house or a job

But I am 25 and despite disliking children I have learned to listen to them when they talk, respect their opinions and thoughts and boundaries and apologize to them when I am wrong because they are also people and don’t deserve to feel like they’re inferior 

I might still sometimes hesitate but I don’t feel bad for having to stop for a second and think hey, will this hurt someone? Is it disrespectful? And if it the answer is yes I will decide not to say it or do it because I want to get rid of internalized prejudices I grew up with  because I want everyone to feel safe around me.

I don’t find people being hurt “funny” and I don’t feel bad for “not having a sense of humor” when ppl complain that I don’t laugh at their shitty biggotted jokes, and if I make one -because I am mature enough to recognize that I am only 25 years old and barely starting to learn about how diverse people are and how little I know about them- I will apologize and do everything to avoid repeating my mistake 

I know I might not  make much of a difference but if I see something bad happening to someone who can’t fix it by themselves I will offer my help in any possible way and stand for them

I find that money is important to my own survival but also that it doesn’t make me better or more valuable than people who don’t have it. I am conscious that I am privileged and that renouncing to a few bucks for the sake of helping someone who can’t sustain themselves doesn’t mean I’m encouraging their laziness- And I give money to someone that looks like a drug addict without giving a shit about wether they do buy drugs with it or not because I’m not gonna deny to a person the right to eat something bc others might use it for drugs. 

I understand that some people will take advantage of my kindness and of the systems of healthcare and other forms of public services and I still will gladly give my money to keep them running because thousands of honest people depend on them for survival and I don’t care about the shitty few who don’t.

BITCH my life might be far from perfect-I might not have money or be married or not have my own house-but unlike all these shitty baby boomers, I have a fucking heart and I’m damn fucking proud of it.

Female characters with angry or distracted french s/o

// Alright no problem bab. Here they go. I find this one really funny. I sometimes speak english in my free time which makes my family so confused. I am worried I might have messed up so have a giphy.

Originally posted by goobermation


💋 She was just jealous over that one guy in bar. You started to talk to very nice. Too nice. Whats the big deal you say? It is a big deal. Amelie adores to have all of your attention only for herself and you probably flirted with them when she left. How can she be sure? How she is supposed to not be mad?

💋 There goes your quarrel.

💋 But when you said your arguments in french.

💋 Amelie freezes.

💋 First she is so suprised.

💋 And happy. Really happy.

💋 ,,Say it again chérie. Please.”

💋 You literally found Widowmaker’s only weakness. Speaking in french.

💋 Lets go. Thats it. Amelie will argue with you 24 hours per day if she can only hear your accent.

💋 When you talk in her national language it literally melts her heart. She feels so warm inside and thats a change. To be honest its an achivment you know her heart is slower and colder but you still managed to make her melt.

💋She loves that you understand french now she can flirt with you privately. No one around her knows french. Only you.

💋 You make her feel like she is back in France. Like home.

💋 Be prepared to hear from her a lot of compliments and sweet words in french. ( and maybe some dirty talking from time to time )

💋 ,, Je t'aime ma chérie. Je ne peux pas imaginer la vie sans vous. Vous m'a sauvé de la solitude.”

Translation: I love you my darling. I cannot imagine life without you. You saved me from loneliness.


🌈 You were doing some important reports for overwatch team. It really stressed you out. And then there goes your jumpy girlfriend. She really suprised you with back hug so you yelled  ,,Arrête cet amour, je fais quelque chose d'important!”

🌈 You have no idea how confused Lena was in that moment.

🌈 But then her eyes sparkled. Her mouth opens wide as she shouts maniacally.

,, Y/N. You. have. to. teach. me. your. language!”

,, But first calm down. I see your mad at me. Remember deep breathing. Inhale and exhale.”

🌈 She is really determinated to learn french but poor rainbow baby its a little hard for her.

🌈 ,,Y/N how do you spell cream blueere? Is that some kind of hand cream?”

🌈 You basically burst with laugh after her every approach of every single word. Dont worry she is okay with that. More than okay. Lena loves to see you brighter with laughter!

🌈 Whats intresting she learns faster the silly words likely Métro-boulot-dodo . She adores weird words like that.

🌈 She knows you use to speak your national language only when you are angry or distracted so when you shout angry french she is right here for you to cheer you up and kiss you in your cheek.

Translation: Métro-boulot-dodo. Métro refers to public transportation, boulot to the slang term for a job and dodo to baby talk for “sleep”. It means literally commute-job-sleep.


💻 Now let me tell you she knew for a long time that you are french after her little research she knew a lot of things about you. A lot of things.

💻  But when she was teasing you. You were so annoyed by her you couldnt resist it any longer. You screamed with fury ,, Arrêter avec cela. Qu'allez-vous sur?!”

💻 Sombra was so scared she didnt know what to do. So naturally she started to defend herself in spanish.

💻 Your quarrels look exactly like that. You say your arguments in french and she says her arguments in spanish. Its messed up

💻 Sombra secretly opens a translator in her phone so she can understand what you are saying its cheating so you did the same thing.

💻 You both came to the point where you somehow understands each other by easy words like ,,Je t'aime” or ,,Merci”.

💻 It leads you to learning each others language. Sombra is a fast learner so she talks almost as good as you in french. Almost.

💻 Sombra offers you a trip to your country but only in one condition. You have to say ,, i love you” in spanish.

Translation: ,,Arrêter avec cela. Qu'allez-vous sur?” means ,,Stop with that. What are you up to?”. ,,Je t'aime” means I love you.  ,,Merci” means thank you.

Feels Like Heaven

(Bout time I started using a proper header, lol)

Character: Joe Merriweather (Solace)

Word Count: 6,428

Summary: Simply said, fake realtionship AU! The longer version: You ask your friend Joe Merriweather for a favor, and things end differently than you ever imagined they could.

Warnings: None.

Written For: @crzcorgi, @jeffreydeanmorganrarechar (Break Glass for Emergency Fluff event)

Note: Sorry this is so long! I got a bit carried away. I technically could have split it up into smaller parts, but I figured I’d give it to you all it one go since waiting for updates can hurt sometimes. ;) Double apologies if the ending seems abrupt; I’m not very good at ending my fics, lol. Also, I wrote this in first person, but it IS a reader-insert.

Tagging: @crzcorgi, @ladylorelitany, @jeffreydeanmorganrarechar (Thinking of starting an actual taglist - if you’d like to be tagged in my attempts at fanfic, just send me an ask and I’ll tag you in my future stuff!)

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Top 30 Mellow Frames (Part 2)


20. I Am My Mom, Sort Of… It’s a Bit Complicated:

One thing that’s nice about making your own stuff is that you can do whatever you want with the story. If I want to have it where Pearl is stranded into space, I can do that, and so can you dear reader. This comic also function as a How It Should Have Ended for I am My Mom. This comic shows exactly why Lapis was barned.

19. Steven, Your Mom Sucked as a Caregiver:

I don’t know why I portray Rose Quartz as a woman child with a loose grasp on morality, but I do and I’m happy for it. Pairing her with Greg the neurotic wreck is just a recipe for comedy. If Rose didn’t give up her form, Greg probably would’ve had an aneurism by now.

18. Mabel’s Guide to the FriendZone: 

Gravity Falls is a great show. It might even be better than Steven Universe (it’s definitely better than Steven Universe). I only made 4 Mellow Frames relating to Gravity Falls and there’s a reason for that. It’s already a comedy whose humor matches my own. Parodying it is pointless. So instead I decided to make my own episode of Mabel’s Guide To. Enjoy.

17. Lars’ Portal: 

I love narratives that don’t include that much dialogue. Maybe it’s because I’m an introvert, but I prefer action to dialogue. That’s why I’m proud to make an 18 panels comic that only has 3 panels with dialogue. It might just be one joke, but many people seem to think that it’s a funny one.  Though there’s some who didn’t get it.

16. Our Favorite Ruby:

Fun fact, I learned about SU Critical because I noticed rebloggers were tagging this comic as such. This comic does pick apart some of the problems of what I find to be a divisive episode (there’s so much of this episode I loved, and so much I hated). It does seem like everyone’s favorite joke was the “Fuck you too” part. I’ll admit it; I was referencing Coming to America with that joke. I just felt like that joke fit perfectly with what was happening with Lapis and Navy. 

15. Steven’s an Open Book: 

Open Book is probably my favorite filler episode of SU, so I had fun parodying it. The premise is simple; what if Steven didn’t know what Cloud Connie wanted him to say. Corruption of Steven ensues.

14. What Happened After Stevonnie Left in Alone Together:

You know, this comic could be considered canon. You have no proof that this didn’t happen. 

13. We Need to Talk About Kevin:

Sometimes all you need is one out of context line to make a comic. This is one of those comics. 

12. Totally Human:

I love making Priyanka a dumb ass. Honestly, I prefer her being dumb than how she was portrayed in Fusion Cuisine (the episode, not the Mellow Frames). This comic is actually a couple of firsts for the Mellow Frames canon. It’s the first where I used Photoshop to change pictures (it’s very subtle, you probably can’t notice it). It’s the first and so far only that has been talked about on the Bubble Buddies Podcast. It’s also the first in what could be considered SU Abridged Comics. It’s where I made an in depth parody of an episode that just came out. That’s pretty much been the format for SU Mellow Frames more or less since. One last note about this comic is that I’m surprised that no one called me out on the agendered joke. I think people did get that the joke wasn’t at the expense of agendered people, but at Priyanka for being an idiot. People on Tumblr don’t get as easily offended as people think. 

11. The Truth of Rose, Pearl’s and Greg’s Relationship:

Speaking of Tumblr not getting easily offended, we got this comic.I don’t know how I came up with this messed up idea. I don’t know how I decided to write Rose this way (where she is a woman child that is slightly blind to morality). I just did. Here’s the thing though, this is actually the first Mellow Frames. What a way to start.

In case you’re interested in MBTI typology...

Hello! :)
I know this is random and all, but I wanted to share if someone’s interested ^^ Now that boys mentioned MBTI personalities, I think some people might be interested in this typology.

I, personally, fell in love with MBTI some years ago - I always loved finding more about how my mind/soul works, and from all those typologies that tried to describe or classify people, I feel like this is the most fitting one for me. It really gets how I am not only in general, but also how I tend to deal with things, feel things, connect to people, etc.

It can be just a funny way to pass time, to read about different types and do quizzes. For me, it really helped me to find out it’s okay to feel certain way, it’s not weird to feel certain way, and that I’m not alone who feels/thinks like this. Finding my MBTI type helped me to embrace myself as a person in a way :) To stop struggling with what others wanted for me and start listen to what my own feelings and thoughts are telling me.
Also there’s plenty articles and books with nice advices to help all types to deal with things they may have struggles with. It’s just very interesting, helpful and fascinating all at once. At least for me.

I wanted to say in many cases taking one quiz is not enough. You may not feel like it’s very accurate (that happened when I took the quiz on the, probably most known site, 16personalities), so I advice you to take more quizzes to be sure and/or if you’re interested, read about types closest to your results.

For example, when I took this quiz for the first time, it wasn’t definitely clear if I’m an INFP or an INFJ. So I read more about these types and after some time it was clear that I’m a “P” not a “J”. I think this could be the reason for Kook to give the description just 3*, and Yoongi just 0,5* :D

Ok, I probably said too much while nobody even asked :D, I’m sorry - I’m kinda passionate about this ♥

My all time favorite, very useful sites are:
Introvert, Dear - for all Introverted types (you can find here some advices, differences between certain types and other wholesome articles)
& Thought Catalog (there’s lots of different things on this site, but when you put MBTI in search it will find you more than 300 articles - not only about Introverted types, but also Extroverted :)) )

If you want to take a test, here’s the link to the most popular site, 16personalities ^^
+ link to one more site where you can do the quiz.

I hope at least one person will find this typology/sites I linked here useful. Have a beautiful day/night! ♥

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

(PS: sorry for re-posting it and not putting in real links, but once again this not only did not appear in tags, but not even my dash -.- And it wasn’t even posted privately :< Tumblr, you’re mean.)

Journal entry from June 22, 2017: 

I loooove this permanent rose watercolor. Drew this cute babe today (I’ve been wanting to combine some pen and watercolor recently), really happy with how it turned out. Also, this is the halfway point of this journal, and it’s only been 10 days. TEN DAYS. I think that’s the fastest I’ve ever gone through a book. 

Anyway, I’ve been thinking today just about how much of myself and my emotions I put into these books, and how when I die or if someone ever finds one and doesn’t know me, how helpful they might be in knowing or remembering me I guess I’m probably not as happy or funny in my journals as I am in real life (I hope), and more just *deep,* but I hope they could be a comfort to someone if I ever get lost, because my journals are kind of like my essence and show what I’m really thinking and feeling, etc etc. 

Sorry if this is macabre! I’m not trying to be, I haven’t really been thinking about death much today, it’s just come up (I’ve been listening to up and vanished, a guy came in with an obituary photo today, another guy got a Heath Leger portrait, been thinking about Hannah and her mom, etc). I think I would want my friends and family to read my journals if I died, and to share them, even publish them or have a mini library or something (not that I’m that important). I wonder if that really exists for anyone. I should look it up. 

Making little changes and improvements every single day adds up to massive transformation. Just make progress each day, even if it’s small.


Somehow I managed 1,560 followers on this hell blog and I love every one of you. This is the most supportive, kind, and funny fandom I’ve ever been a part of. So thanks to you all (◡‿◡✿) I drew the boys!!

Chapters 871 & 872 (double review)

Was surprised that the newest chapter was out very early but it’s 
Since I had no time to make the previous let it be two chapters summed up in one post at time :) 

Before going to the chapters let’s talk about that open letter from Oda, dang it! So much feels because it’s incredible to realize he has been doing this for 20 years and it’s just mind-blowing how much he has seen effort to make this (background research, writing the plot and drawing it all). Honestly, it’s no wonder One Piece is so loved and popular because it balances well with humor and seriousness and I think everyone can find themselves someone from the story whom they can relate on. During these years there has happened a lot in the storyline and all the wonderful arcs but what I enjoy the most is how the characters have taken so many steps in development. Not going to list detailed everything because there are so any characters in total but for example Luffy overcame the trauma of Ace’ death and turned into a motivation to get stronger and better captain for his crew (he can still be silly at times but he is now even better leader), Zoro put his dream aside to support his captain’s dream (he still wants to be the best swordsman but helping Luffy becoming the Pirate King means more after time skip), Nami has become significantly less selfish while becoming more generous (she forgave Jinbe who felt responsible for letting Arlong run around), Usopp has been brave all the time but now he doesn’t even have to lie about his skills because he has trained so hard to become the warrior he always wanted to be and Robin learned to trust and each of the Straw Hat Pirates found a loving and caring family after having heartbreaking pasts. Since the serie isn’t over yet I bet there is still lots to see and we’re all looking forward to see how this will end. 

Originally posted by yakkionigirizoro

All I can say is HAPPY 20TH ANNIVERSARY ONE PIECE and thank you Oda-sensei for making such amazing manga for us, keep up the good work!

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Tag Meme

Tagged by @bullysquadess hi bully!!


  • always post the rules
  • answer the questions given by the person who tagged you
  • write 11 questions of your own
  • tag 11 people
  1. Ice Cream, gelato, or frozen yogurt?? Favorite flavor?

Mmmm Gelato, but specifically Gelato from that one Gelato chain in New York the name of which escapes me. I think they opened one in LA actually and I’ve been sleepin’ on going again, I had it when i was staying in NY, freaking best ever we went there every night till I left

2) What do you do on your “down days”?

Do you mean days in which i have down time or days that I am depressed. The answer is the same so it doesnt matter much lol, when I have down time or when i’m upset I always start making something. I write or draw or stream or edit or record or organize projects until I feel better. My philosophy is, if I am incapable of joy for myself then I shall make joy for others until I can enjoy it too.

3) Stomach, back, or side sleeper?


4) What was the last thing you watched on youtube?

A slow mo guys video on Newtonian Fluid (i’ve seen it before I was just playing it for noise while I ate dinner)

5) Which fictional character would you want to be stranded on an island with?

Probably Face from the A-Team. That dudes entire character purpose was getting anything anywhere no matter what they were doing, he was the guy who could get stuff. I’m almost positive there was an episode where he rolled up with a generator on an abandoned island covered in soot demanding he be compensated with booze and money. 

6) Whats your favorite way of treating yourself on a budget?

I make myself a new playlist of music I haven’t heard before and go on a walk to listen to it <3

7) If you could finish one thing today what would it be?

This chapter update of The Monster in the Room. Needs to be done

8) Name one video game you will always come back to.

Stardew Valley probably, that shit has a gravitational pull man i can’t get away

9) What was your archetype in school? Were you the popular kid? The funny one? The Naruto-runs-down-the-hallways type?

This would probably be better answered by someone I went to Highschool with, though anyone I could ask now would probably say “The Dork” lol. But uh, self labeled I think I was the funny one. That might just be because I find myself damn hilarious though. I’d never say I was the popular one, a lot of people knew who I was but that doesnt mean they liked me lol

10) How often do you change your blog theme?

The theme itself? Never, thats the way it is man I aien’t fudgin with it. I only edit the side bar links and what not from time to time

11) Post a selfie or a picture of your pet. Or both!

Taken as i’m answering these

Okay! I’m tagging

@tides-miraculous @scrabblezard @minimuii @minis-art @anipwrites  @lahiffed @clarenecessities @thunderpot @baneismydragon @edendaphne @hchano 

Your Questions are

1) If you could have any pet, real or otherwise, what would it be and what would you name it?

2) You now have the superpower to complete one menial task/chore with a snap of your fingers, which chore would you want it to be? (Ex: Dishes, laundry, grocery shopping ((you still have to pay its just deducted instantly)), other)

3) You can now slide into any job you want, which job are you going to pick?

4) Would you rather deal with extreme heat or snow and sleet?

5) Whats your favorite aspect of your personality?

6) What is your fallback food when eating at a new place?

7) Are you a “Have a million friends” kind of person, a few close friends kind of person, or a lone wolf?

8) You’ve gotta go toe to toe with a mythical creature. You’ll survive (probably) but it’s gonna be close. What creature do you want it to be to look as badass as possible?

9) What is the number on culture you wish you knew more about?

10) Do you prefer to do hard annoying things yourself to avoid spending money, or are you of the mind that you work hard to have money so you dont have to do stuff like that (a good example is paying Movers when changing houses)

11) You can have one make believe weapon (Keyblade, Master Sword, Lightsaber, Excalibur, etc.) what do you wield? 

tkapur1518  asked:

do you know any good wolfstar fics where remus and sirius slowly realize they have feelings for each other and develop a relationship in secret and at the end tell the rest of the marauders? sry it's super specific lmao but i've only found a few good ones

Hi! Thanks for the ask! You’re right, this is not a very common one at all. Pining is definitely a more popular theme. Here are a couple that you might enjoy:

I Solemnly Swear- This is a really long one, with Remus and Sirius figuring out their feelings. It’s a rough ride (TW for self harm and attempted sexual assault) but it’s well done. It’s really the only one that I can think of that perfectly fits all of your asks.

This Thing I Did Last Summer- I will rec this until my fingers fall off. It’s AU where Sirius is sorted into Slytherin but still falls for Remus. It’s fluffy and hilarious.

Caught Red Handed- This short fic doesn’t go into much detail on Remus and Sirius’ relationship, but it’s a funny take on how James finds out.

The Platter- Another short, funny one-shot on how Sirius and Remus’ relationship comes to light (post-Hogwarts).