i really like this picture yay

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Now let’s go to sleep, I have a feeling I’ll be late for school tomorrow…

(spoiler alert, she couldn’t even sleep, she squealed in her bed until her alarm went off… and so did he) 

it took me…. so long…… to finish this….. it wasn’t supposed to get this long, holy shit……….

ANYWAY, ANON WHO REQUESTED A REVEAL, I hope you like this… I know this isn’t exactly what you asked for but it’s what i could do. also please pretend you can’t notice i had no idea what i was doing 

EDIT: the text is a bit hard to read, so I wrote it down under the cut: 

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Les Myths: Bonus Jehanparnasse Moodboard for @just-french-me-up

Lost in Hell, —Persephone, 

Take their head upon your knee;

Say to them, “My dear, my dear, 

It is not so dreadful here.

-Edna St. Vincent Millay

Hey Taylor!

My name’s Nicole, I’m from the Philippines. I barely (or never) post my pictures on here but I think it’s time you know how I look like haha! It’s also my birthday on October 20th and I will be 20!! And Idk what to feel about it still. All my teenage years I’ve been writing songs (thanks to you!) and I just recently wrote my 100th song! I wouldn’t have done it without you as an inspiration. Before you came into my life, I didn’t really know what I wanted to be. Now I’m at uni and I only have one semester left to go before I graduate (YAY!) I’m a tourism student and to be honest, it wasn’t my first choice of who I want to be. But I pursued it in hopes it would change my mind about it and love it eventually. It’s really fun and challenging at the same time. But coming to this, nearing the end and all, I still haven’t acquired the passion for it as much as I had in songwriting. It’s been a life-long dream of mine to share my songs with the world and I’ve decided I’m not gonna stop now.

There are more things I wanted to talk with you about but this is it for now. I know you’re busy and all, and I’m so soooo excited for the new album you have no idea! I love you so much, Taylor. I hope to meet you soon and thank you personally for everything, and hug you really tight like there’s no tomorrow ♡ ♡ ♡

Yay NaLu

I had to do it. I love them so much! Ahhhh! And I love that Lucy is wearing his scarf!! Ahhhhhhhh!

I hope you guys like this one! I was going to put Happy in this picture but….I’m not really good at drawing him ;A;

Do not repost without my permission! Reblogs are ok!

This art © Kagomenesan

Fairy Tail © Hiro Mashima

He’s six now and in his eyes, there’s nothing wrong with the world. He always has a smile on his face, hazel eyes bright with joy that can only come with that kind of innocence. He doesn’t know about the monsters that stalk the night or why Dad will disappear for days at a time or why they live in their car now as opposed to a house.

They’re in an extended stay hotel. The kind with the kitchenette and a little living area. It’s slightly nicer than what they’re used to but it only means that Dad plans on staying here for a while. Dean watches Sam from where he is sitting on the couch. A couple days ago, Dean managed to steal Sam a box of crayons and ever since then, the kid has been filling a notebook with scribbles.

Dean tried to hold a conversation with Sam but the moment that he opened his mouth, Sam told him to hush, that he was focusing on what he was doing and he couldn’t have any distractions. And when when Dean walked behind Sam to see what he was drawing, Sam splayed his hands across the sheet, turning to look at Dean with his faux angry look and demanded that he sit on the couch. He couldn’t see it yet.

Begrudgingly Dean obliged and planted himself on the couch as Sam bit his lip in concentration, working away on whatever he was working on. Every now and then he would look up at Dean, his brow furrowed before he went back to work.

Finally, after nearly an hour, Sam leaned back dramatically with a sigh as he picked up what he was working on, hiding it behind his back as he walked over to where Dean was.

“Close your eyes, Dean.” Sam demanded, innocent authority in his voice. “And hold out your hands.”

“Okay, Sammy.” Dean said, doing as Sam instructed. A second later, he felt the paper light weight of what Sam was working on in his hands.

Beside him he could feel the couch dip from Sam’s weight as Sam climbed up on the couch beside him. Sam pressed as close to Dean as he could, his chin nearly resting on Dean’s shoulder.

“Okay. You can open your eyes now.” And for the first time that day, Sam actually sounded nervous. 

Slowly Dean opened his eyes, looking down at the paper in his hand. It was a drawing of two people standing hand in hand, one with hair that was slightly too long and the other with green eyes and freckles.

“That’s me,” Sam said pointing to the shorter person with a chubby little finger. “And then that’s you. See. The freckles.” Sam explained, reaching out to touch the freckles that lined Dean’s cheeks before shifting on the couch so that he could look at Dean’s face. “Do you like it, De?”

Dean placed the picture down beside him and pulled Sam into his lap, wrapping his arms around his little brother as he hugged him tight. “I love it, Sammy. It’s awesome.”

“Really?” Sam giggled, his face breaking out into a wide smile.

“Of course.”

thirty words in thirty days
audaciousdean vs. @call-888-8sparky
word #1: jolly; (adjective) happy and cheerful

Prompt: Lily’s about to meet James’ parents when she has a minor mental breakdown. 

“Did you know he was a miracle baby?” Lily Evans demanded, storming into the Gryffindor common room and coming to a stop in front of Sirius Black, who had been enjoying a nice nap on the couch.

Sirius blinked awake, bleary-eyed but still somehow annoyingly perfect-looking. “Huh?”

“Your boyfriend! I mean, technically, my boyfriend, but who are we kidding, you’re Sirius and James, he’ll always be your boyfriend.”

Sirius smirked. “We were each other’s first kiss. Let me set the scene: It was a beautiful starry night-”

“Merlin, Black, everyone at Hogwarts knows that story. I have a bloody point.”

“Really?” Sirius yawned pointedly. “‘Cause I haven’t heard one yet.”

“I know,” Lily snarled, grabbing a pillow and whacking him over the head with it with each word, “because you won’t! Fucking! Shut! Up!” She stopped to examine her handiwork and groaned. “Merlin, I messed up your perfect hair, how do you still look like a bloody underwear model?”

He nodded sagely. “Turns out it’s not so much the physical appearance as the raw sexual magnetism. Once I broke my nose at a bar and managed to hook up with the bartender while it was still bleeding.”

“The awful thing about that is it might not even be bullshit,” Lily whined, sitting down in a huff and leaning against him, throwing her head back against the couch.

Sirius grinned down at her. “Nah, total lie.”

She laughed a little. “Isn’t it, like, against Marauder Code or something to admit that?”

“You’re already on the verge of a breakdown,” he shrugged. “Didn’t wanna freak you out any more. Never say I don’t do anything for you, Evans.”

“Thanks, I’ll remember that next time you volunteer to show first years to their classes and then 'accidentally’ send them to walk in on me and James fooling around.”  

He grinned innocently, “I could’ve sworn Minnie said she was gonna be using that classroom that day.”

“Don’t bother. Peter told James you found us on the Marauders’ Map.”

“That snitch!” Sirius made to get out of his seat, but Lily snagged his arm and yanked him back down.

“Not so fast, bucko. I have a point. James is a miracle baby.”

“You said.”

Lily ignored him. “Which is, like, that’s great. Yay. Congrats, Mr and Mrs. Potter. But also, like, hi, hello, did he really need to tell me that?

"Huh?”

“I mean I’m already nervous enough about this, I just can’t - I don’t -”

Ahh. Finally, Sirius had a clue where this was going. “Meeting the parents is stressful, Lily, sure, but you’re much more sane than me or James, I’m sure you’ll be fine-”

“Fine? FINE? I will not be FINE, Sirius Black.” She stood up in a huff, staring down at him wide-eyed and waving her arms to illustrate how not 'fine’ she would be. “Picture it, I walk into their house- no, not house, manor, Potter Manor, how could I fucking forget? And I say, Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Rich Pureblood Bazillionaire, I’m the girl who stomped on your miracle baby son’s heart for six years, but now that he got fit and aged into his trust fund I’m dating him, yay for me! Except not yay for you because in addition to seeming like a gold-digger I’m also a muggleborn and probably going to get your perfect wonderful very very fit and rich and pureblooded son killed by a Death Eater before he’s thirty and even if he somehow lives he’s never gonna be able to go into politics now like you probably want him to because he can’t have a muggleborn wife by his -”

“Did you just say wife? ”

“What? Huh? No! Wife? I don’t believe in wives! Marriage? Pah! Marriage is a societal construct built to keep women down, I mean, he gets to be Mr and keep his name but I’m Mrs. Potter? What’s with - oh, buggering fuck!” she cut herself off because Sirius had leapt to his feet, pointing down at her triumphantly.

“Merlin alive, you did! You didn’t just say it, you bloody well meant it, too!” Lily jumped up too, trying to silence him, but he danced just out of her reach, taunting. “You want to marry him and have two point five children and a white picket fence and - oh, fuck.”

“What?”

Sirius smiled and shook his head, grabbing her shoulders as he did it. “Nothing. Nothing, Evans. You just - he’s gonna be so happy.” And then his smile dropped a little and he looked so very lost that Lily surged forward and wrapped him in her arms.

“I hope you don’t think you’re getting out of godfathering every single one of our 2.5 children, Sirius Black,” she said into his shoulder, and she couldn’t see his face, but she could feel him smile.

But he was Sirius Black, Dark and Mysterious and Without Human Emotion so he quickly disengaged and they both pretended that didn’t just happen. And then he said, “Right, well, first off, the correct term is not Bazillionaire, it’s Richie McRicherson.   Shit, Evans, you’re meeting the parents, can’t you at least pretend to have it together?” She giggled a little, albeit nervously, and he dropped the joking tone. “They’re gonna love you.”

“But what if they don’t?” she whispered.

“They will.”

“You don’t know-“

“Course I do.”

“How could you possibly-?”

“Simple science, Evans. They’ve got James’ DNA, and the kid hasn’t been able to stay away from you for seven years. They’re programmed to love you.”

“But-“

“Listen. You want to marry Prongs now, right?

“I – well – yes, but-“

“Okay. He came home fourth year and told his mum he wanted to marry you. I’d heard it all before so I left to go fuck around outside. Came back half an hour later, the poor bastard was still talking about you. How you made a daisy chain for this first year that missed her family and you were the first person to sit at another House’s table for a meal since the war started and the time you told ol’ Sluggy you were glad you weren’t in Slytherin ‘cause you didn’t fancy having to cheer for three Chasers who couldn’t get the Quaffle through the hoop if it were bigger than Slug’s potbelly. He finally gets to the end and Mrs. Potter says, ‘well, I hope you get her, James. She sounds like about the only girl in the world who could ever set you straight.’”

“Oh.”

Both looked at the ground until Sirius blurted, “I didn’t remember the stuff he said because I think it’s sweet or anything, I just heard it so much. Like, over and over and over again. It was annoying. I don’t think you guys are cute.”

“Okay.” Her lips twitched.

“I don’t! Really!”

“Okay. I believe you.” But she couldn’t keep her smile hidden.

“No, you don’t! But you should!” He poked her in the chest. “I’m Sirius Black! I’m hard and mean! I don’t care about romance at all-

“Of course you don’t.”

“How about you just agree never to speak of this to James?”

“Speak of what?” James’s sudden voice was husky in her ear. Lily sucked in a breath as her boyfriend’s warm hands slid around her waist and she leaned back into his chest.

“Oh, nothing!” she said airily, “Just that Sirius Black is a massive ponce who keeps a diary of everything nice we ever say about each other-“

“You fucking liar!”

“Oh, I knew that!” Lily could hear James’s shit-eating grin without looking. “Sometimes in the middle of the night he goes and looks out over the fields of Hogwarts, crooning the Hobgoblins’ love songs into the wind –“ James’ coughed pretentiously and shifted into a high falsetto  - “Put your waaaaaaaaand on me, baaaaaabaaaaaaaay! I just wanna feel your chaaaaaaaaaaaaarms.”

“Fucking bullshit, all of this!” Sirius yelled as Lily laughed so hard she bent over at the waist, bringing James down with her, even as he transitioned into the chorus.

Sirius leapt atop them both, nearly bringing the whole pile down, hitting James anywhere he could reach and demanding that he stop singing. When he’d had finally punched James hard enough to shut him up – “Ow, Sirius, leave me out of this, didn’t your mother ever teach you not to hit girls?” “Sorry Evans, but if you’re a casualty in this battle I’m not gonna cry myself to sleep at night.” “Oh, you wound me!” “Haven’t we just been over how much I don’t care?” – and clambered off them, grumbling, James turned Lily around in his arms and murmured, “Ready, love?”

“Yeah.” she said, thinking not about her blood status or his money or his genius potioneer father but about the boy in front of her who once convinced the Hogwarts centaurs to sing her Happy Birthday, and meaning it. “Yeah, I am.”

Wonwoo crushing on you !! // scenario

Originally posted by plummetintothediamondlife

a bullet-point scenario featuring our favorite wonton :D

request scenarios and reactions on my page if you’d like !!


- I’m just gonna put it out there:

- I don’t think Wonwoo is the type to actually fall for someone at first sight

- like, once in awhile, sure !! he would see a girl and think she looks cute or attractive

- but he’s not the type to chase after someone for looks

- he’d probably prefer waiting for the person to come into his life

- I have a feeling that he believes that his soulmate would cross paths with him if it were really meant to be

- but besides that

- he’d really want to know the person before falling head over heels for her

- he just wants to make sure the person he likes is someone he thinks is definitely worth his time and love <3

- bc believe me this boy could be doing a million other things besides falling in love

- like reading books

- or playing video games

- or hanging out with Mingyu

- him doing all of these other things doesn’t make him any less of a romantic though

- you’ll see what I mean later on ;)

- ENOUGH OF MY RAMBLING

- IT’S TIME TO BRING YOU INTO THE PICTURE YAY

- I’m using my default y/n background info (you’re an intern at pledis entertainment, assisting in the management of Seventeen !!)

- the first time you meet Wonwoo is when you’re retrieving files from a filing cabinet in a room that he so happened to be chilling at by himself #lone woo(lf)

- he’s reading a book at a table but he looks up to greet you with a tiny bow, which you gratefully return

- you just started working at the company and the only thing he knows about you is your name

- it’s also your first time opening that filing cabinet except

- it won’t open

- it’s locked?? or jammed? you really don’t know

- so you give it a few more tugs but it’s just not budging

- little did you know that Wonwoo was watching you from afar and had noticed you struggling to open the cabinet

- “hey, do you need help there?”

- you turn around to see Wonwoo looking at you and getting up from his chair to come over

- and you’re nervously laughing like “oh yeah, the cabinet isn’t exactly coOPERATING WITH ME AT THE MOMENT I-”

- “it needs a key,” he says in his low voice. he’s hovering over you as you crouch next to the cabinet drawer

- you kinda just look up and stare at him because you haven’t actually seen this guy up close before bUT TBH WHO WOULDN’T STARE?? THIS GUY IS SO CHARMING??:^&%&^

- and while you’re all caught up in staring, he continues to say “I’ll show you where the filing cabinet keys are. Follow me.”

- so you follow him to the room where the keys are

- you thank him afterwards as you walk back to the room you guys came from

- he’d be nice enough to wait for you to successfully open the drawer before returning to his seat

- and while you’re taking out the files you need from the drawer, you’d think Wonwoo is just reading his book again

- BUT YOU’RE WRONG

- he’s thinking of how you blanked out/stared at him earlier when he came up to you

- thas right, this boy is more observant than you think he is

- he’d be staring at his book and you’d assume he’s reading, but he’s actually replaying the past few moments with you and thinking to himself:

- she’s… kinda cute.

- SUCKS FOR YOU THOUGH BC YOU’D BE TOTALLY OBLIVIOUS TO THESE KINDS OF THOUGHTS

- it wouldn’t be until later that you realize you might mean something to Wonwoo

- bc this boy is so damn good at hiding his feelings at first

- AT FIRST

- a few days later, you’d accidentally leave behind a few of your school books in the same room you first encountered Wonwoo

- one of these books would be a novel you just so happened to pick up from the library the other day

- while the books are left unattended, Wonwoo would walk into the room and spot them

- and after looking around to make sure no one was looking, he’d pick up the novel and read the summary on the back cover

- he knows it belongs to you because one of the other books is labeled with your name

- but guess who walks in while he’s tampering with your book?

- Y O U

- and when he notices you’ve just walked in, he’d drop the book and rub the back of his neck like oH I-I WASN’T JUST READING THAT BOOK PFF WHAT

- and you’d laugh at him

- “I’m s-sorry I… just” he’d stutter

- but being the nice person you are you’d say, “It’s okay, it’s okay! You wanna finish reading whatever it was on the book?”

- and he’d be shy while quietly asking “are you sure?”

- “yeah, go ahead! I’m in no rush.”

- so he’ll pick up the book and read the last of the summary before asking you

- “is the book good?”

- and you’d tell him “I haven’t gotten too far into the book because I just picked it up yesterday, but I’ll definitely tell you what I think of it afterwards.”

- he smiles and thanks you before he hands you back the novel along with your other books

- internally you’re screaming because his smile is the cutest thingggg

- but little did you know that he was smiling because you were smiling too jdsfgaljsdfakjsdfhaj

- it’s these small and subtle moments that slowly get Wonwoo interested in you

- eventually you guys start this whole system in which you pick up books from the library, read them, and if you like the books, you pass them onto Wonwoo to read before you return them.

- you basically have a tiny little book club with Wonwoo s’cute :’)

- he gets to know you better by the books you read and the little discussions you guys have about the books afterwards

- and slowly, but certainly, he falls for you

- and not just for your interest in books

- but the way you smile when you talk about something you guys are both interested just makes his heart flutter all over the place

- your kind nature also makes him feel so secure

- he’d much rather hang out with you than play some video game

- he’d also prefer reading books that the both of you know so he can talk to you about them

- AIGHT AIGHT TIME TO DISCUSS A FEW OF HIS CRUSHING HABITS

- Wonwoo wouldn’t be too into hinting at you about his crush on you on purpose

- but once in a blue moon, you would be discussing something with him and he’d just be staring at you for an extended period of time

- you’ll have to snap him out of his thoughts and he’d be like “oh what? I’m sorry, my bad.” *blushy wonw00*

- and funny thing is, a lot of the members won’t even know his crush on you exists

- except for Mingyu and Soonyoung maybe

- they’d probably catch Wonwoo staring at you and then ask him later on if he has a thing for you

- and since he’s close to these guys, he’d probably shrug and be like “I mean, I guess???”

- *cue the squealing soongyu duo*

- they’ll probably encourage him to go up to you and confess or something

- but tbh Wonwoo would probably respond “I don’t know yet,” because he wants a little bit more time to get to know you so he can confirm his feelings

- and once he’s accepted the fact that he really likes you

- he’ll start becoming a little more nervous around you

- you might be able to sense that something’s off when you guys talk

- like his comments and sentences would be shorter

- and instead of looking at you, he’d start staring elsewhere

- because he knows his heart is going to explode every time he looks at you for too long

- that’s when he’ll start plotting a way to confess to you

- because this boy knows damn well that he won’t be able to get any closure if he keeps it all to himself

- YALL READY FOR THIS?

- so one day, he finishes one of the books you lent him from the library and returns it to you when he sees you

- except he would scamper away after giving it back to you instead of sticking around to chat about the book

- and you’re like “well that’s weird.”

- so you just head on over to the library to give back the book

- you hand it to a librarian, who begins to inspect the book as you’re heading out

- but she calls you back

- “uh, excuse me, miss? I think you left a few bookmarks in here.”

- you don’t remember leaving any bookmarks in the book, so you figure it must be wonwoo’s bookmarks

- you turn around and pace back to the librarian, who hands you the book

- you quickly flip through the pages and notice pink sticky notes in a couple of them

- you read the sticky notes in page order:

- note 1: “Y/N”

- note 2: “If you’re reading this”

- note 3: “I want you to know”

- note 4: “that I think”

- note 5: “you’re beautiful”

- note 6: “and I’m pretty sure”

- note 7: “I’ve fallen hard for you”

- note 8: “- Jeon Wonwoo”

- You immediately blush at the cute sticky notes but realize you’re still in the presence of the librarian, so you snap out of your daze

- “Ah I-I’m sorry for the sticky notes. I’ll just take them out now-”

- the librarian just smiles at you and says

- “he sounds like a keeper.”

- and you get all red before breaking out in a huge smile

- “I think so too,” you reply

- so you head back to the company building to find Wonwoo

- and you look everywhere for him, but you can’t seem find him anywhere

- but just as you’re heading out of the building into the cool night, you bump into none other than

- him

- you blush at each other in awkwardness before you break the silence

- “Uh, I found your sticky notes and-”

- Wonwoo stops you mid-sentence with a really warm hug

- like the kind of hug where he’s rubbing your back and resting his head on your shoulder I’M DECEASED

- He talks right into your ear with his deep voice oh shit

- “I’m sorry if that was a really dumb way to tell you, but I just couldn’t force the words out in person.”

- “And even if you don’t feel the same way, I don’t want this to ruin our friendship, you know.”

- You smile, “Hmm… the librarian did tell me you seem like a keeper…”

- Wonwoo laughs softly into your hair, “she’s the one who found it?”

- “yeah, and I’m glad she did,” you reply as you release Wonwoo to look into his eyes. “You know why?”

- “Tell me why,” he says softly

- “Because if she didn’t find those notes, I wouldn’t have known you feel the same way I do.”

- he pulls you into his chest in relief

- I guess love isn’t just in fiction stories after all, he thinks to himself.

13x01- my thoughts.

I want to start off by saying that I absolutely loved that episode. Like a whole lot. 

  1. First off, the opening scene with Dean and Cas… now getting a better shot of the wings it was so fucking heartbreaking and Dean kneeling by his side like… I appreciated that they showed a different angle and more of Dean’s anguish. 
  2. Then holy hell is Jack like awesome or what? That energy power wave thingy he did was so friggin cool, I literally cheered even though he was essentially knocking out the brothers lol. 
  3. Jack looking for his father… (and all this time we thought he meant Luci… sigh)
  4. Those two angels finding Cas… Thank you lady for saying he deserved better! But Cas all covered up, that must not have been easy for Dean.
  5. Was all the “butt” jokes on the Pirate Food Menu thing in reference to assbutt? I wonder. 
  6. I really loved the cop and her son. (Is that the kid from Riverdale?) 
  7. Jack loves candy… taking after the ol’ uncle Gabe, huh? 
  8. Jack reminds me so much of Cas.
  9. Jack is a smol that needs his daddy and oh, shit, he considers Cas his father, not Luci!! Bravo writers! Bravo!!!!!
  10. Do you think he changed some of his dna etc to look like Cas because hot damn
  11. …actually he looks like Cas and Dean’s child and now looking at a picture of Kelly, I see why (hair, green eyes)
  12. They find Jack yay but oh no, angels are a - comin’
  13. Did that angel lady just confirm Destiel?
  14. Dean throwing papers/ files at her A+++++ 
  15. Oh Dean is so gonna soften up to Jack. You betcha!!!!
  16. Oh no, they are back at the house… 
  17. OMG a flashback to the Pirate food place.. Dean. DEAAAAAAN. “BRING HIM BACK.” Oh god, thank you for this scene. THANK YOU. And it sure as hell reminded me of season 1 Dean calling John scene. 
  18. Jack mourning Kelly while Dean mourns Cas… Hello, my heart????
  19. Dean can’t even bare to look at him. *Crying* and omg, why is he tearing down the curtains?? Oh god OH GOD. Dean just can’t deal. My poor pumpkin. 
  20. Goodbye Cas. *hysterical* 
  21. Great episode. Makes me want more of the season! I am so happy they gave us real moments of grieving, I am relieved they didn’t downplay Dean’s feeling of loss and angst and sadness. I am glad they gave real focused attention on Dean and Cas.
  22. All great but the end. I am over Lucifer and I would very much like that smoking hot new Michael to come and smite his ass. Thanks. 
Get Comfortable

Warnings: brief mentions of nudity (nothing explicit)

Word Count: 1585

Request: “Hello! I’ve had this idea for a deanxreader imagine where Dean and the reader accidentally rent a motel room with only one bed and they wind up sharing that one bed because its really late and they just want to get some sleep. I kind of pictured this really awkward scene when they wake up, like something like the reader likes to sleep without a shirt on & wakes up shirtless and all pressed up against Dean”

A/N: YAY! My first oneshot back from my long ass hiatus. Hope you enjoy this one, as I loved getting back into the groove :)

You were tired. You were exhausted. You were just craving sleep in any form of bed.

You and Dean had just finished off a case in a small town in Ohio. The case was only two days long; it was easy enough to track down the whereabouts of the vampires that were cozying up in town as they were all pretty recently turned.

So Dean and yourself raided the nest on the second night, (you didn’t go during the day as their nest was sheltered right in the middle of town). But although they were fairly amateur vamps, they were very quick and their bloodlust for you made them aggressive. The fighting match went down without either of the two of you being injured, but resulted in two very worn-out hunters.

Dean pulled the Impala swiftly into a parking spot out the front of a small motel, waking you from your daze.

“We’ll drive back to the Bunker tomorrow,” Dean said flatly, ending it with a yawn. You nodded with approval, eager to sleep on anything but a car seat.

The pair of you slowly made your way to the motel’s front office to be greeted by a middle-aged man whose attention was directed towards a small TV beside him. Dean gave a small cough which alerted the man that he had company.

“Just one night thanks,” Dean tiredly told the man. He gave a small nod, before reaching to the wall behind him that hung just under a dozen room keys, and grabbing one labelled with a faded number six.

Dean took the key from the man, exchanging it for the credit card that was originally in his pocket. The man looked at the card, and gave a tired smile as he ran it successfully through the machine.

As he returned the card to Dean, he said, “Enjoy your stay Mr. Helsberg.” Dean gave a small nod as the pair of you exited the office. On your way out, you gave Dean a confused look as to why he would call Dean such a name. Dean responded by pointing towards the name printed on ‘his’ credit card, and continued to walk down towards your room.

The pair of you finally made it to your room, which despite being number 6, was the furthest room away from the front office.

Dean put the key into door, as his voice slightly perked up, “Man, I can’t wait to pass out in my very own bed.” You gave a tired nod in reply.

The door opened, after needing a little more of a push, and you reached over to the light switch, flicking it upwards. The room was instantly illuminated with the yellow-toned light that hung down from the ceiling in the center.

But when your eyes tiredly adjusted to what the room had to offer, both Dean’s and your eyes widened.

“There’s only one bed?!” you exclaimed to an unmoving Dean. A few moments went by before Dean took his pack and threw it onto the bed.

“Guess I’ll be having a sleeping buddy,” Dean smirked, giving you a wink. You rubbed your face in exhaustion, just wanting more than anything to have your own bed to sleep in for the night.

Looking at the single bed, you took a further sigh as it was just big enough to fit two people; but only if they slept together quite closely. It wasn’t that Dean was the problem; you just wanted a big bed all to yourself as you knew that was the way you would get the most comfortable sleep, after a few restless nights working on the case.

“You know what Dean?” you said tiredly, before stifling a yawn, “I’m exhausted. You’re exhausted. I don’t have the energy to argue or fight you on this one, so let’s just share and be done with it.” Dean’s eyebrows briefly lifted with excitement.

The both of you started to get ready for bed. You were wearing a flannel shirt, over the top of a singlet, and dirt-tracked jeans. You really didn’t want to sleep in jeans and didn’t overly care that Dean would be able to see your underwear.

It wasn’t the first time, as once on a hunt he turned around in the motel room when you were still changing, and you hadn’t put your pants on yet. That was embarrassing. But tonight it wasn’t a big deal. And to be honest, you were too tired to care.

Dean left his jeans on, as they weren’t too dirty at all, but slid his shirt off with ease, throwing it to the side.

You were turned the other way from the bed, so you couldn’t see Dean, but you heard the springs creak as he jumped onto the bed.

You took your flannel shirt off, so you were left with just your singlet on top. Your hands reached to take that off too, but then you stopped yourself. You were tired but still awake enough to remember Dean was in the room.

Usually, you preferred to sleep topless as it was just a feeling that you enjoyed and made you feel completely relaxed before you would drift to sleep. But that wouldn’t be happening tonight.

Instead you maneuvered your arms around until you had successfully taken off your bra without even lifting your singlet up.

You turned around ready for bed, and saw Dean lying down, looking at you.

“Damn Y/N, that took some serious skill,” Dean admitted before smirking, “As well as being insanely hot.”

You rolled your eyes at the older Winchester brother, before turning a lamp light on and turning the main light switch off.

As you made your way over to the bed, you noticed Dean’s shoulders in the dim light, and the way they looked so toned and muscular and…

You instantly snapped yourself out of it. Your brain clicking you back into the present for the second time that night.

You walked over to the bed and slid yourself under the covers. Both Dean’s and your shoulders were touching, unable to move unless you wanted to fall off the bed.

Dean reached over and turned the lamp off. As soon as the light disappeared, neither of you said a word; the exhaustion catching up to you and forcing you both to sleep.


Your eyes fluttered open.

The sun was gleaming brightly through the dusty blinds, telling you that it was well into the day.

It was then you noticed that your arm was around Dean, who still looked fast asleep. You gave a small smile, knowing that probably the reason you felt so relaxed and comfortable was because you were embracing Dean through the night.

As your eyes began to adjust and gain more focus to the new day, you noticed a difference. A feeling. It was comfortable. But definitely different than when you had fallen asleep.

You slowly looked down to your torso, seeing nothing.

Literally nothing.

Your singlet that you wore to bed from the night before was gone.

All that was left was your completely naked chest, pressed up against Dean’s also uncovered body.

You gave a small shriek in shock at the realisation that you had practically slept naked with Dean. And not just that. You slept naked wrapped around Dean.

“Don’t ruin the moment,” Dean murmured, eyes opening. His voice sound relaxed, but not tired like it should have sounded right after waking up.

“Are you telling me you’ve been awake and you just left me like this?” you exclaimed, your voice raising slightly, while also trying to untangle yourself from Dean’s grasp.

“I’ve been awake for about half an hour or so,” Dean smirked, “And as if I’m going to wake you up to tell you that you must have taken your shirt off in the night. I’m trying to enjoy the feeling of having you pressed up against me.”

Finally out of Dean’s grasp, you pull the cover up to hide your face that was growing redder by the second and gave a loud sigh.

“You must be in love with me Y/N, if you’re that keen to take it all off for me,” he smirked once more.

Because you had had enough, you ran towards the bathroom, attempting to cover your chest as you went there. “I’m having a long shower, alone!” you exclaimed, before closing the door and locking it.

Dean just continued to lay in the bed, listening to the shower turn on as you hopped under the hot running water.

He just smiled to himself, thinking of the way you looked. How beautiful you looked.

It wasn’t the sex appeal of seeing you topless or in your underwear; it was seeing you, and all of you. You had been made completely vulnerable, with not really anywhere to hide. He could just experience the real you.

Dean thought back to the few moments ago when he was lying with you entangled across him. He could feel your warmth. He could feel your heart beating. He could feel your chest rise and fall with each breath. He could see when you formed a faint smile in your sleep, because you were dreaming of something good.

He reached over to your side of the bed, and picked your singlet up off the ground. Dean held it to his chest, still being able to smell you from it, and smiled.

How lucky it was that he booked a room with only one bed.

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October 1 2017 (30 Day Back-to-School Challenge)

Day 4: Study Essentials
Definitely my iPad (ironically not pictured) and some graph paper with my colorful marker pens and a functioning muji pen :-) I also like to have a lot of bright light or else my eyes get tired too quickly!!

anyways here are some organic chem notes because organic chem is stupid hard

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Good Girl Ch 26: Birthday Pt 1

“Where are we going?” I ask yet again as Chanyeol drags me behind him.

“It’s a surprise,” He gives me that big beautiful grin of his that makes my heart flutter. I say nothing more as he keeps a tight grip on my hand, we walk threw the busy city streets until we’re standing in front of a little shop. Shopping has never been something I really enjoyed, not to mention I never had the money to do so. My daddies have been buying me everything I’ve needed, I don’t even question it anymore when there is another row of clothes in my already massive closet. But to my surprise it isn’t a clothing store. He leads me into the empty store, we are greeted by barking and meows of the many animals in cages that line the small shops walls.

“Oh my god!” I scream as I run up to the cages to stick my hand threw to pet the fluff balls. Chanyeol is laughing behind me, enjoying the sight of my sudden cuteness. “Daddy look!” I coo when I find a puppy with big, round eyes that seem very familiar. He comes up behind me to see the cute dog, but he grimaces, “What’s that face for? It looks like Soo.”

“No thinking of those idiots for a whole hour, you are mine for now,” He gives me a warm back hug, his face finds its way to the crook in my neck, someplace he enjoys being, regardless of the fact that he has to bend down so far to reach it. We both jump when the cute pup starts barking at the giant. I laugh at the pout on his face as he grumbles, “It’s just like Kyungsoo.”

“Oh look! This one looks like Xiuxiu!” I rush to the cat side to pet the caramel colored kitty.

“What did I just say?”

“Sorry,” I look up at him with a pout, “If I see something that even remotely makes me think of any of you, I get excited.”

That makes the giant smile, “Fine!”

“Good because I see one that reminds me of Baekie,” He follows me eager to see a dog that looks like his favorite brother.

“So cute!” We both scream at the little beagle pup, we accidently scare it with our excitement.

“Can I hold it?” I wonder, scanning the cage I see that it’s unlocked.

He nods, “I had them take the locks off all of the cages so you can play with any animal you want.”

“Yay!” I let the little pup out, setting it on the ground it automatically starts jumping on Chanyeol. “It really is like Baekhyun, he loves you!”

The giant crouches down to pick up the pup, “Hyung would love you!”

“Let me send him a picture! Can I see your phone? I left mine at home,” I hold out my hand expectantly.

He nibbles on his lip for a minute before pulling his phone out of his pocket to hand to me, “No judging, okay?”

I’m confused until I look down at the unlocked screen. A smile spreads across my face at the sight of his wallpaper, there is a picture of Chanyeol cuddling with me while I sleep. “You should send this to me,” I request, he nods sheepishly, embarrassed to be caught with such a cheesy picture. Holding up his phone I take a few pictures, when I’m done I open his gallery to look at the pictures to make sure they aren’t blurry but end up finding dozens of pictures of me and Chanyeol.

“Ya! No looking threw my pictures!” He snatches his phone away, a bright pink blush spreads across his face. We play with all the puppies and kitties until we are covered in fur. We found dogs, or in Xiumin’s case a kitty, that remind us of the others, making sure to send them the pictures of their puppy doppelgangers. After our hour is up Chen comes to the store to get me, his face full of disgust at the sight of my hair-covered clothes.

“You are so lucky I need her to change anyway,” Chen sighs holding out his hand expectantly. I give Chanyeol a quick kiss.

“Happy birthday baby,” He mumbles against my lips, kissing me once more.

“Enough of that, she’s mine now,” Chen scolds. He pulls me into the small bathroom in the back of the store. “I can’t believe Xiumin dressed you in that,” He grumbles to himself as he takes off the cute skirt and stockings I was wearing.

“Tao did it, Xiu had to do stuff for work so he let Tao dress me,” I explain.

Chen nods in understanding, “I should have guessed, Xiumin is pretty good at dressing you for the weather.” He pulls out a pair of black jeans and a thick dark blue sweater. “Better.”

“What are we going to be doing?” I ask as he helps me with my winter jacket, even adding a scarf, gloves, and ear muffs.

“We’re going on a walk threw the near by park.”

Chanyeol is already gone when we come back from the bathroom, a older woman is cleaning and locking all the cages. As soon as we step outside the cold nips at my cheeks, but the rest of me is warm, thanks to all the layers Chen put on me. The walk to the park isn’t far, even covered in snow and ice the view is still beautiful. With our arms locked together we begin our walk in silence for the first few minutes. It’s not an awkward silence, more like peaceful.

“Did you have fun with Chanyeol?” He finally asks after a while.

I nod, “I love animals.”

“I could tell from all the videos Yeol was sending us.”

“How many did he send?”

He chuckles, “At least ten.” We laugh together before falling back into comfortable silence.

“Thank you for being so nice to Jihyo yesterday.”

“She isn’t so bad when Kai and the others aren’t around to start a fight with her. Plus I enjoyed talking with her.”

“Really? What did you talk about?”

“You.”

“Me?”

“And your family,” He adds quietly.

“I told her not to talk about them.”

“Don’t be mad at her, we begged. It was a very interesting argument,” He chuckles at the thought. “She swore a lot, she knows a very long list of cuss words I didn’t even know existed.”

I nod, “I expect nothing less from her.”

“She told me about you getting kicked out.”

I sigh, figuring this would be brought up at some point, “Which time?”

“The week before you came to live with us.”

“Aw yes, the very exciting, I’m an ungrateful bitch, fight.”

“Is that why you didn’t put up a fight when you had to come live with us?”

“Kind of, I didn’t have anything or anyone worth staying there for. I figured if things got worse there is always running away and marrying Jihyo.” I laugh at promise Jihyo and I made to each other when we were younger.

“I heard about that as well, the running-away-to-Paris back up plan.”

“Wow, Ji must like you guys to tell you about that.”

He smiles, “I feel honored.”

“You really should. She has never really approved of guys who liked me.”

“Understandable, especially since I don’t like you. I love you.”

I scoff, “So cheesy.”

“Only for you,” He pulls me into a warm hug. I giggle like an idiot as he spins us around, we loose our balance and end up toppling into the snow still holding each other. He pulls me so I’m laying on top of him, my cold nose makes it’s way to the crook in his neck, like Yeol did to me.

“You’re so warm,” He whispers in my ear. “How can anyone ever be so cold hearted to you?”

“I deserved it.”

“You didn’t deserve to be kicked out of your home,” He almost snarls.

“That place isn’t my home. With you guys is my home. It’s one of the few places I feel like I’m wanted. I have never been so grateful to my sister for kicking me out, if she hadn’t I may have never met you guys.”

He hums a yes, still upset. Laying there is comfortable, regardless of the all the passers by staring at us. After a few minutes he lets out a loud sigh as he shifts us into a sitting position. “We should get something to warm you up. We don’t want you getting sick.”

I shake my head, “That would be a mess.”

He pulls me up with a confused look, “Why?”

Nibbling on my lip I debate on whether or not I should tell him more, but when he refuses to even move I sigh, “When I was younger I got really sick and Jihyo was freaking out because I hadn’t gone to the hospital. She took me to her house where one of her servants took care of me but that didn’t really help. I had to go to the hospital for a while, ever since then she freaks out when I even get a cold. She’s afraid it could get as bad as that time and I could die or something.”

Without a word he drags me along to a coffee shop across the street. The smell of coffee fills me nose, warming me without even drinking any. He walks up to the counter, completely bitch facing the nice looking man at the register as he orders coffee for him and hot chocolate for me. After sitting me down at one of the tables he waits by the counter for our drinks.

“You should have told me,” He grumbles once he returns with two steaming mugs, not even giving me mine until he blows on it a couple times.

I accept the warm mug, sipping the hot drink slowly, “Thank you. I didn’t tell you because it would only make you guys worry.”

“We spent the last thirty minutes wandering around in the cold, you could get sick.” He puts my scarf back on that I had taken off while he was ordering the drinks.

“I haven’t gotten that sick for a while.”

“Drink some more, but not too quickly, you don’t want to get sick.”

I can’t help but laugh at the older man’s worries. We talk some more about school, he has to intern that the company this summer that he is not excited about. All of them have to start going to the company to follow their older brothers around work. I can’t wait to hear the grumbling and groaning about that from Sehun, who is the least excited apparently.

Tao appears at my side a little later, “My turn!”

“Be careful with her Tao, Lay is next and if he sees a mark on her, he will tear you to pieces,” Chen warns.

The taller boy nods, “I know Hyung, I promise to be gentle.”

“What are we doing that you guys are so worried about?” I question as I’m pulled out of my seat. They help me bundle back up before Tao leads me out of the café and down the street. Only a block away we find a little dojo, my brow goes up at the thought of me fighting. I know some self-defense but only from experience and things I saw on TV, so when Tao changes me into work out clothes and stands in front of me telling me to hit him, I’m beyond nervous.

“Come baby, it’s fine,” He holds up his hands expectantly.

“I’ve never fought a fair fight, I don’t hit very hard. So I have to fight dirty.”

I expect him to be insulted as a fighter that I would use dirty moves but he smiles, “That’s great. You do what you have to, even if that means fighting dirty. But now I’m going to teach you what else you can do in bad situations.”

“Are you sure I can hit you?”

He chuckles, “Trust me baby, you won’t hurt me. Now come on, hit my hands, I need to see where you are in strength.”

I nod before attempting to get into a fighting stance with my fists up, he chuckles at my brave face. He enjoys it too much when I epically fail at my weak punches.

“Don’t laugh!” I whine, swinging again in hopes of knocking some sense into him. But like he said, I have no chance at hitting him. He catches both of my hands and pulls me in for a kiss.

“You are just so cute,” He coos.

“Daddy,” I pout.

“I’m sorry baby, I thought I would be able to take this seriously but now that you are actually here, all I want to do is just look at you.”

A blush spreads across my cheeks, “At least teach me one trick.”

“Fine, lets try a kick. First we need to stretch,” There is a mischievous look in his eyes that I try to ignore, even when he lays me down on my back and pulls one of my legs up to my chest. “Wow, you’re a lot more flexible than I thought you were.” His face is only inches away as he press my leg up straight. He switches to the other leg, getting just as close so I can feel his breath on my face. We sit across from each other, our feet touching, we pull each other back and forth, making small talk about school and other nonsense. After a lot more stretches, sexual innuendos about my flexibility, and lingering hands he finally lets me try.

“Higher,” I demand when he hold out his hand at his waist, requesting that I kick it.

“Start here,” He says firmly. I obey, kicking his hand easily. He lifts his hand only a little higher, and we repeat this until he reaches his shoulder.

“Come on,” I whine once more.

“That’s high enough.”

“I can go higher!”

He huffs before holding his hand out higher than my head. I take a step back to prepare myself, thinking if I can get a little jump in my step I can do it. Boy was I wrong, my foot flies up and I loose my balance. I tip back, fully expecting to hit the ground but instead I’m caught from behind, a growl of disapproval echoes threw out the work out room.

“Tao,” The older man glares.

The latter automatically has his hands up in surrender, “She asked me to go higher.” It surprises me to see the marital arts expert freeze up under the normally sweet man’s gaze.

“It’s not his fault! I take the blame!” I turn around in his hold to stare up at Lay. His switch has been flipped and he is the gangster, not my cute Lay.

“Tao, I told you teaching her martial arts was a bad idea.”

“We had fun,” I snap back.

His eyes shift to me, softening slightly, “You could have gotten hurt.”

“But I’m fine.”

He huffs cutely, slowly turning back into his normal self, “I’m sorry, I’m just feeling very over protective of you right now.”

“You are busting in on my time Sir, we still have ten minutes!” Tao whines cutely.

“Daddy Lay, do you fight?”

They share a look at the question, a silent conversation between the two, “Why do you ask?”

“You scared Tao and he told me he was the best fighter.”

Lay scoffs giving the latter another glare, “He did?”

“I was just trying to show off hyung,” Tao takes a few steps back.

“Daddy, you can fight that good?”

He hesitates nodding, “A little.”

“That’s bull! Tao looks like he’s going to pee his pants, you must be so good!”

“Would you like a demonstration?” Lay offers.

I nod eagerly.

“Hyung no!” Tao takes a few more steps back.

josh-gute  asked:

Lucio x Dva for the thing

Who said “I love you” first

Lúcio. They were just hanging out like they usually do and one day he just said it.

Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background

D.Va has Lúcio’s frog emblem as her background, Lúcio has D.Va’s bunny.

Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror

Lúcio.

Who buys the other cheesy gifts

They’re both up to their necks in cheesy gifts from their adoring fans, but D.Va likes getting little potted succulents for Lúcio since he really likes them. 

Who initiated the first kiss

D.Va! It was a “Yay! You’re not dead!” kiss after a close call on a mission. She didn’t really account for how much force is behind her ejection from the MEKA unit though, and ended up knocking him right off his feet.

Who kisses the other awake in the morning

Lúcio. D.Va’s sleep schedule is whacked. 

Who starts tickle fights

D.Va. “I play to win!

Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower

D.Va asks Lúcio. And it’s always with that coy little “Hiiii~”

Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch

Lúcio. D.Va can be pretty bad about eating healthy food, so Lúcio will drop in with like… something really good and healthy.

Who was nervous and shy on the first date

They were both a little nervous and a little shy, but they both quickly picked up on the fact that they were still like, total best buds—they just made out a lot more now–and they just chilled out.

Who kills/takes out the spiders

Lúcio takes the spiders outside. D.Va squishes them.

Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk

Mostly they just make out a lot when they’re drunk but sometimes D.Va will yell out about her amazing boyfriend who’s also her best friend and also beautiful and also sexy and amazing.

anonymous asked:

Your art is so beautiful, I'm in love with it <3 <3 <3

this is really embarassing, “anon”. I actually reply your message after, like, 3 weeks? maybe? or more? sorrryyyyyy ._. but the good thing is, I can log in via PC yay!

anyway, thank you so much for your message. You will never be able to imagine how I freaking giggle every time I remember your message lol XD here to make up things; your specialty and also my favourite: tianshan parenting :3 

I actually wanted to finish the picture last week (on chinese new year) but I ended up having a high fever to the point I didn’t recover until I threw up.

enough about fever, enjoy!

cc @he-tian-woos-his-man

Littlewing Part 2 (BigBrothers!Batboys x Reader)

A/N: This was supposed to happen a lot sooner whoops. PS: If you want to read part one it will be linked soon but for now, you can search up Littlewing on my blog!)


It was about one in the afternoon on a Friday, and Jason was standing outside your second grade classroom, waiting to pick you up from school.

He stuck out like a sore thumb amidst the mothers that had come to pick up their kids.

The bell rang and a swarm of schoolchildren erupted from the classroom.

Jason broke into a smile and knelt down to your height when he saw you happily skipping towards him. “Hey, kiddo!” he greeted, ruffling your hair affectionately and giving you a hug.

“Hi, Jay! Wanna see what I drew?” you asked, referring to the piece of white construction paper in your hand.

“Aw, sure!” Jason replied, mirroring your excitement.

You turned the paper so that he could see and held it out proudly. “It’s us!” you explained.

On the paper were seven stick figures, scrawled messily in purple crayon.

“The tall ones are dad a-and Alfred! A-and then there’s you and me and Dick and Tim and Dami!”

“This is really good, sugar! Maybe when we get home we can find a magnet and put it on the fridge,” Jason said, smiling and patting your head.

“Yeah!”

You ran excitedly through the manor, finally finding Dick in the kitchen.

“Dick!” you exclaimed, running to where he sat at the kitchen table.

“Oh, hey there, Littlewing!” Dick said, wrapping his arms around your tiny frame as you hopped up into his lap. “How was school?”

“It was good! I drew a pitcher-”

“Picture,” Dick corrected gently.

“Oh, yeah! A picture! And Jason said he’s gonna put it on the fridge! A-a-and did you know that some animals are poison? ‘Cause I read it in a book! Like frogs in the Am-am-ama-”

“Amazon?”

“Yeah!”

“That’s really cool!” Dick chuckled.

“Yep! Can we play dinosaurs?” You replied, quickly changing the topic.

“Go wash your hands and put away your backpack, then we can play,” he answered.

“Yay!” you cheered, hopping off his lap. “Can I be the triceratrops?”

“Triceratops, and absolutely.”

It was late at night, and you sat next to Tim as he typed away at the computers in the batcave.

You swung your legs as you sipped at a little juice pouch.

“Hey, Tim?” you asked, looking over at his face.

“Oh- uh- what’s up?” Tim responded, trying not to break his focus on the surveillance footage he was looking at.

“What kind of-”

“Nightwing, behind you!” Tim exclaimed, interrupting you.

“Thanks, Tim,” you heard Dick’s slightly staticky voice from the computer, and the sound of Nightwing punching his assailant, although the loud cracks and slaps didn’t register to you.

“Dick!” you cheered excitedly, happy to hear another one of your brothers.

“Oh-” Dick started, pausing to throw another punch. “Hey, sweetheart! I’m kinda busy right now, but-” -punch- “I promise I’ll tuck you in when I get home!”

“Okay!” you agreed.

“What were you gonna ask me, angel?” Tim spoke, calling you by the nickname he had for you.

“What kindsa stuff do you do on the computer? Is it ‘portant?” you asked, scooting closer to him to try to see what he was doing, although your head was barely above the surface of the computer tables.

“Well, yeah,” Tim started to explain, “it’s pretty important. I see all the stuff that the bad guys do, so I can tell our brothers to watch out for bad stuff so they don’t get hurt.”

“Why don’t you show the bad guys to the polices?” you questioned, craning your neck to look up at Tim.

Tim smiled down at you softly and ruffled your hair. “It’s not quite that simple, angel.”

“Oh.”

After a few minutes your eyelids began to feel heavy, and you dozed off, leaning against Tim’s side.

It was another half hour before your brothers and father came home from patrol.

The four of them smiled at the sight of you snoring softly and resting your head on Tim’s arm.

“Want me to tuck her in? You look like you could use a nice long rest,” Jason offered, looking over at Dick.

“Nah, its fine. I promised her I’d put her to bed when I got home, anyway,” he replied, picking you up and beginning to carry you to your room.

He reached your room and knelt down by your bed, tucking you gently under the covers and putting your favorite stuffed animal by your side.

He brushed a little strand of hair from your face and kissed your forehead. He stayed there for a minute, smiling at your sleeping face before standing up, turning off your lamp, and heading for the door.

“Goodnight, Littlewing,” he spoke quietly, and gently shut the door.

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 5'1

Before 194 

After 149

Goal 120

This took me about a total of 6 months

Going into my weight loss journey I didn’t want to think of it as a “diet” more of me being cautious of what I was in-taking and how it affected me. At first I was going to the gym 5 days a week for about 45 minutes. I would do 30 minutes of cardio and 15 minutes of weights. I wasn’t really keeping track of my calories, but I was guesstimating and trying to stay below at least 1250 calories. I usually ate what I wanted as long as it was in that calorie range for the day. I did however cut out most sugars. And definitely soft drinks!  I am by no means at my goal. I still have about 30 lbs to reach my main goal. I did reach my first one which was to get to 150! Yay :) It’s really hard to actually realize how different you actually look, that is why these before and afters are really important. You may be thinking “ugh, I don’t want to document myself looking like this!” Well, trust me neither did I, but looking back and seeing the difference really helps to stay motivated! Especially when you feel like you aren’t making progress, cause girl… I still feel the same! Good luck to anyone who is out there looking at these for motivation :) You can do it.  

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[Translation] Otsukiai no Katachi - Nishijima Yuuta

This series is an R18 drama CD (this CD and my translation is not meant for minors. There will be explicit terms used in this CD) by Apricot.
Translator:
Channa & sarapyon (only track 01)
Proofreader:
sarapyon (only track 01)
Admin Channa’s notes:
Hello! Here is my second translation as requested by a reader. Please reblog or link to my original posting here on tumblr  if you wish to share this translation!

Summary: You belong to the same club as your friend, Nishijima Yuuta. But one day, Yuuta calls you out somewhere, and confesses to you, saying “I want you to go out with me.” After this, you two begin dating.
CV:
Furukawa Makoto

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Doodle dump!!
Heck so. My sketchbook is full now. Yay! A lot of the art from it is not posted here but I believe that’s fine. Most of it is random doodles like this anyway. Oh!! And!! In the first picture there is a couple Drips doodles. Drips belongs to @bendy-and-the-askblog !! And like I’ve said many times you should go check them out! (If you couldn’t tell I really like their art;-;)
Also, Felix the cat!

z-0013  asked:

The relationship headcannons were so cute!!! Could I do V too? My husband needs love :3

Special V post yay !
I tried to write a lot, it might be a little different from the other character’s hcs I wrote, but I feel like you can’t talk ‘relationship with V’ without mentioning what happened with Rika and the scars it left and all that, but I hope you’ll like it n_n
Said headcanons are here - and thank you n_n


V :

  • obvious headcanon but eh, he’d take a lot of pictures of you but you’d have to really convince him to get a picture of you and him together
  • and he’d be happy to teach you how to take good pictures and share his favorite ones with you, he’d also really enjoy it if you accompanied him when he went outside to take pictures; he’d ask you to let him know if you see something or somewhere pretty - he’d insist that he wants to know how you see the world and capture it with a photo so he can see the same world as you
  • pretty chill guy so don’t expect him to be outgoing or to do crazy things, he likes his comfort zone and he likes taking things slowly and calmy, might act like an old guy sometimes and he makes fun of himself for that every once in a while
  • and he’d also take things slowly at the beginning of the relationship, trust is very important to him and it has to go both ways before he can start thinking about being in a relationship
  • in public, he’s not that into pda, but he’ll always hold hands and stay close to you when you’re walking; and he has a tendency to lean forward and talk quietly when there are other people around, it always feels like you’re in your own little universe with V and that what you tell each other is a secret to the rest of the world
  • V is def-i-ni-te-ly the kind of guy who stares at you with so much love in his eyes when you’re not looking, and if you catch him staring at you, he’ll just give you a bashful laugh and a blushing face (but it doesn’t stop him from staring at you again 2 minutes later)
  • he tends to have pretty deep thoughts, he just thinks it’s important to reflect on the past and the present, life in general, and he finds himself doubting the choices he’s made, or regretting the past, and very often this will lead to him blaming himself; so you’d need to coax him into speaking his mind when he thinks too much. Because saying his thoughts out loud might make him realize that he’s not responsible for everything, or that there are other perspective than the one he’s looking through right now and being able to hear your thoughts, your different views and opinions would help him and make sure he doesn’t let his selflessness guide him down a reckless path - make him understand  that it’s not worth sacrificing yourself and your own life to make others happy
  • he can be a little forgetful and detached sometimes - it’s because he often gets lost in thoughts and lost in time - so don’t get too mad at him if he forgets an appointment you had planned or if he forgets to buy the milk or something; he doesn’t do it on purpose and he always makes it up to you; he never forgets important things like your birthday, but small things are harder to keep in mind for him (why do you think he has a cactus, at least he doesn’t have to worry about forgetting to water it)
  • he’s someone who gets nostalgic pretty easily and he likes talking about the past, but make sure he always remembers he lives in the present, because he tends to idealize the past and he’ll think it was perfect ‘back then’, even when it wasn’t
  • his hair is thin and soft and fluffy af, he’ll never understand why you like his hair so much but as long as it makes you happy, he doesn’t mind that you have both of your hands in his hair, your fingers drawing circles on his scalp everyday
  • he gets startled easily so don’t scare that poor man, he’s like a kitten be gentle with him
  • he also hates conflicts and tries his best to avoid  it - unfortunately, that also means he’s willing to take all the blame on himself, even when it’s not his fault, so you’ll have to tell him doing that won’t solve anything and that even if conflict makes him uncomfortable, the only way to solve it is to say what’s on your mind and understand each other
  • basically, going in a relationship after what happened with Rika would need time and it would have to be healing for him, he’ll never completely be over her but you’d have to make sure he knows what was wrong with his relationship with Rika, to know it was abusive and they both made mistakes; you’ll have to be patient with him but making you happy would be the most important thing for him and he’s a sweet lil bean who’s just modest and kind and gentle and cute and he needs to be protected