i uploaded this once but it was crappy and now here it is

anonymous asked:

Do you have a specific method for making sigils?

I do, yes. I’ve talked about it before - the old post can be found on @thesigilwitch [here] - but that is over two years old now, so I suppose I can update it, lol.

First, I come up with a statement of intent - a sentence that will dictate what my sigil does. All of my sigils are based off a sentence - I do not draw symbols without an intent or desire in mind, and if I do I don’t consider them sigils.

For an example intent, let’s go with “wellness and positive energy permeates my life.” This was a recent sigil I did, so I can give you examples of my steps.

I write that statement at the top of a piece of paper. I use all uppercase letters, because I think it adds more power, but that is a personal choice.

From there, I break down the statement, make it more abstract, by removing any duplicate letters. I only want one of each letter occurring in the sentence. Some people say to remove the vowels as well, but I like to keep them - it adds more variety to the shapes I can use when making my sigils. Thus, my intent of “wellness and positive energy permeates my life” ends up looking like “welnsadpoitvrgymf.” Try pronouncing that, lol.

The next step, for me at least, is to break down those letters further into their basic shapes. A W becomes \ / \ /, e would be | - - -, and so on. (Again, I always use uppercase letters when doing this.) This gives me more building blocks to create my sigils with, and more variety for their creation. I don’t like my sigils to look like a bunch of letters thrown together - I prefer it to be more abstract, and it is more visually appealing to me that way. When I break down the letters, I tend to only draw one of each shape, instead of all the individual lines and curves. So, doing that, “welnsadpoitvrgymf” becomes | \ / - ~ ) ◯ ( .

At this point, the top of my sigil sheet looks like this:

I often glance at that when I am actually sketching my sigils, to use it as a focus and help reinforce the intent in my mind.

Now that I have that done, I start sketching. Sometimes I use the pieces of the letters, sometimes I use the whole letters, sometimes I use neither and just wing it. There have even been cases where I combine some or all of those techniques for one sigil. It mostly comes down to what I “feel” the sigil needs. In certain cases, that means attempting new creation methods, which tend to be some I have found posted by others here on Tumblr. For the most part, however, I stick to my creation method, if it can even be called that lol.

However I decide to draw the sigil, I do a few sketches of different designs until I get one I like, which means it has to aesthetically appeal to me. Sometimes this happens in one sketch, sometimes it takes two or three (the average). I once filled two sides of a sheet of paper with like 16 sigils for the same intent, which took over an hour, and I still didn’t like any of them. I learned that it was important that the sigil looks good to you, because it connects it to you on a personal level - much the same way I believe it is important to like how a tarot deck looks. That may not be true for all, but it is true to me now.

The sketch page for the sigil “wellness and positive energy permeates my life” looked like this when I was done:

Generally, I don’t keep drawing after I find a design I like. I typically star the one I plan on keeping and using. I didn’t on this page; however, I went over the design a few times to solidify the lines exactly how I wanted them. The final design is the one on the top right, this one:

However, when I drew that particular design, I had the page flipped, so it technically should look like this:

As you can see, there are erase marks from where I tried lines out, but decided I didn’t like in the end. I don’t feel that has any impact on the sigil’s effectiveness.

The one right next to it was the first one I drew, and I almost went with that one as the final design, but I was concerned it looked too much like a very infamous racist symbol, so I passed on it. I was told it didn’t; however, since I had those negative connotations already in my mind and associated with that design, I felt it would be and for me to go with it in the end.

At that point, the sigil is ready to be used. However, I tend to make digital copies of my sigils, because I do post them online for other people’s use. This sigil was actually made for an intent suggested by a friend.

I either scan the page to upload my sigil, or I take a crappy picture with my cell phone and email it to myself. Either way, I get it on my computer and open it with Paint Tool SAI. From there, I redraw the sigil, which also adds another element of aesthetic to it, because I really enjoy how clean and sharp the sigils look when done with the line tool in SAI. 

When the sigil is made digital, I tweak some of the lines a bit further to keep them looking exactly as I want, how I intended the design to look in the first place, even though it may not have come across so well on the page. I also like to play around with line thickness.

Mostly the sigils are made transparent, with a white glow around the edges for visibility purposes; sometimes I create simple color backgrounds with the color corresponding to the sigil’s intent. It depends on what I feel like doing with it. 

When I post them online, they tend to get watermarks, if I can remember to do it. For a while they didn’t, because you can’t create text layers in SAI, but I have Photoshop back now, so I’ve begun utilizing the watermarks again.

The final version of this sigil ended up like this:

Now that I look at it again, the large curve needs fixing, lol. 

And that is how I make my sigils! I dunno if I needed to go so in-depth, but here it is. I hope you made it all the way to the end, and I hope it helps you, or provides inspiration for your own method, or whatever. I don’t really know why you asked me this tbh. But you know, enjoy!

home is where the wifi connects automatically

Word count: 8.5k

Rating: G

Summary: The wifi at Dan’s parents’ house is utter crap, which is definitely why he’s always so miserable when he visits his family for Christmas. Because of the wifi. (Or at least, that’s what he chooses to tell himself.)

Warnings: food, swearing, family-related angst, someone getting mildly drunk

Notes: Each section is labeled with the year in which it’s set, so for clarity’s sake, pay attention to that.

Dedicated to spider, of course <3

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Youtube and life balancing.
Jacksepticeye 2017
Youtube and life balancing.

I know that it’s probably extremely weird that I made these parts of the final Dream Daddy video into an audio post. But I wanted to make a post about this and I feel like hearing Seán say all of this would be much better then just reading it off of my screenshots. Plus it would take way too long to use screenshots and text anyway. :P 


Seán, I know tons of people have probably said something about this already to you and I don’t know if you’ll even see this post or not. But I still want to say something to you about all of this and speak as genuinely and honestly as I can to you too. 
It’s nice to see that you care so much and that you love what you do and it says so much about you and who you are as a person that you put others needs before your own. But you need take time for yourself too, which I know you’re aware of and you have gotten much better about all of this but still. People in your life will come and go but you’re always going to be with yourself for the rest of your existence. You’re going to still have yourself here even down the road when you’re done with Youtube. So it’s extremely important to treat yourself like you would your best friend. Which means letting yourself walk away from Jack once in a while to spend time with Seán and see how he’s doing and making sure that he’s okay and that he’s happy. I know that it’s way easier said then done but you’re not just a Youtuber and you’re not a video making machine, you’re a person. Please promise me Seán that if this ever becomes too much for you and you know that you need to walk away to let yourself breathe and think, then do that! I know that all of this makes you so incredibly happy but I care about you and I don’t want to see you get burnt out or to see you loose yourself in the consistency of your upload schedule. You do so much for millions of people every single day, you touch and change millions of people’s lives just by making them smile and that’s absolutely incredible to me. So even if you have moments when you don’t feel like it you 100% definitely do enough! I appreciate everything that you do every single day! I appreciate all the time, effort and hard work you put into doing this and to making people happy! Not saying that you can’t try to do and achieve more for yourself but you have so much to be happy about and proud of with where you are right now in your life. It’s important to take a step back and to look at the big picture to truly appreciate everything that you have and everything that you’ve accomplished. Which I know that you know because that’s what you’ve taught me to do for myself with my life. But everyone still needs that reminder to look at all the good that they have and to remember how far we’ve come in our lives. You’ve come such a long way since making videos in a cabin in the woods with crappy internet dude. The community, your viewers and people in general will understand if you need to take a step back and take time for yourself and they’ll be here when you come back because they care about you just as much as you care about them. I know that all of this means so much to you and just want to make people happy but please remember that your needs and your happiness are equally important and matter just as much as the needs of all the people in your life. Like what Jack Daddy said to his bro Craig in this. 

All I ask of you is to just remember to take care of yourself too Seán!


morally-ambiguous-llama  asked:

do you think junko's happiness at being executed was because of experiencing despair like she claimed, or because she knew she had at least two AI versions of herself made and that she was still basically a god to a whole bunch of despair-ified cult members? maybe both?

So I haven’t answered this ask because it required time on my part, so since I’m sitting here waiting for the next Exile Election video to finish encoding so I can upload it, let me take a crack at it.

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Male Mc Mystic Messenger: ZEN Route Day 5: {Hour 19:50 + ZEN Call}

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Hour 19:50 I Will Protect The World!

Dinner was great,  a calm and drowsy feeling washed over Zack. He kicked his feet up on the desk and pulled the keyboard into his lap as he typed out some work he had. It wasn’t due for a awhile but he was feeling oddly productive tonight. Well, at first, the moment he was in need of changing up his music he logged onto his Youtube account and saw notification after notification of new uploads on his favorite personalities. What was supposed to be one funny video turned into ten and before he new it he was drinking a coke and was resting in a reclined position, keyboard pushed aside. Well, work could wait now it was time for leisure. 

It was beginning to rain harder and suddenly thunder was booming across the skies and lightning struck down to the earth. Zack walked around the room making sure everything was connected to a power surge. Just as he was satisfied all his stuff would be safe a loud BANG exploded through the sky and then the apartment was engulfed in darkness. The only source of light came from the windows but even then it was barely illuminating anything. He glanced at the cameras and saw a red light flashing, seemed that the security system worked on a back up generator or something. Which reminded him, he turned to the desk and looked at the locked drawer. A green flashing light, barely visible, blinked against the wall. Damn, that drawer was still locked. He sighed and climbed onto his bed and grabbed his phone. He had crappy signal but he could still do something with it. He had a few games that didn’t require service so maybe playing those would be best. 

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anonymous asked:

Hi iCad I was wondering (wcif) is the blanket on top of the blanket in post/163827576204/ on sims2artists I think it is? If I am mistaken wcif it

That one isn’t on sims2artists, no. It’s actually one that Jonesi made. She made like 10 versions of the blanket other than the original, and ImpishParody made single versions of them. (I thought ImpishParody had made them all, but she only made the single versions. And lots of pillows. :) ) They were on Black Pearl Sims, which is gone now, and it doesn’t seem that they’ve been reuploaded anywhere. I couldn’t find them, anyway, with my crappy Googling skills, and I don’t think Jonesi is simming anymore. 

So I’ll find the set in my downloads and reupload them…once I wake up again because it’s bedtime for me. :) Unless, of course, one of my followers knows off-hand where these might be found…

EDIT: Turns out, @mustluvcatz-reloaded has uploaded an archive already. It’s here. Thank you, darling! :)

Fanfiction Master Post

Ok so I think I should make me one of these now. I think more than anything it’ll help me! Lol. But I’d love it if you could check out anything you haven’t read before. If you want to I mean.

I’ve written whether they’re a one shot or multi-chapters, which universe they’re set in (if it doesn’t say, it’s cos I guess it’ll fit anywhere), whether I’ve finished writing them and whether they’ve been uploaded yet, because I will upload them all, even my old crappy stuff I wrote when I was a teenager! It’s also arranged in alphabetical order, not chronological or written order or anything.

I also think this is beginning to reach the stage where it needs a cut because it’s getting kinda long.

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  • *i found this sitting in my hard drive. credit to Epic Rap Battle Parodies*
  • Stories Featured
  • Slender man
  • Jeff The Killer
  • Hoody
  • Masky
  • Eyeless Jack
  • Smile.jpg
  • SCP-173
  • BEN Drowned
  • Lavender Town
  • Zalgo
  • Narrator: Epic Rap Battle Parodies. Slender man versus Jeff The Killer. Begin.
  • Slender: Prepare for the arrival of the faceless king of horror. I'll knock you harder than when you fell on the bathroom floor. You're just a prepubescent child who has no meaning of fright. I scare all who happen to spot me in the night. Nothing can match my length. I spit diminishing and dark. I got swarms of arms coming at you prepared to leave a mark. Emo hair and white hoodie? No class to be found. Were your talents scarred as well? Because your rhymes are profound.
  • Jeff: You're a pedophile chasing little kids through town. Legend says you kill but I'm the best killer around. What's with those tentacles? Ha! You're like a living hentai. A photobomb whose only popularity comes from PewDiePie. You're known from fake document, just look at Marble Hornets. Driving people crazy, no wonder you've never had a duet. You may be called a man, but I'm more killer than you. As for your face, I'll bleach it, ignite it, and give it a redo.
  • Slender: They call me "Slender man" because I get all them bitches. See, I'm a man, you're a kid who can't write any disses. You're a rip-off of Dahmer, and he's more effective. Your ass got burnt, bitch. You're literally defective. How the hell are you considered scary? Your balls haven't dropped. And the most action you've ever had, was at a bus stop. I don't need to try against you, you wouldn't last in my mane. You must be getting claustrophobic, now taste my static haze.
  • Jeff: I can see right through you. You're not scary at all. You may be slender, but I'm the one who's standing tall. I'll choke you with your black tie, no lie, then beat your faceless ass until you finally die. Ahahahaha! You won't put up a fight. I'll make you need Hospice. Come at me, and I'll rip off your Slender dick. Don't give me your crap, bitch. You're done, you're old news. How sad, they made a Teletubby scarier than you.
  • Hoody: Now hold on a second. It's Hoody and Masky. We bring horror you won't believe.
  • Masky: Ain't no cameras here, so that means you better leave.
  • Hoody: We'll rip up your pages then leave you in flames.
  • Masky: You both have no family, now it's your turn to get maimed.
  • Hoody: You've got long arms, and you've got no eyelids.
  • Masky: And both of you freaks always go after kids.
  • Hoody: What a lame excuse, no eyes you can still see
  • Masky: That we will kill you just like your whole family.
  • Jack: Hahahahaha! It's Eyeless Jack here! So get ready for your doom. You know your death is ready when I sneak into your room. Rip out your liver, you won't be needing this in your grave. Walking around the woods at night, you think you're so brave. Slender Man, you don't scare me. Jeff, you're just a bitch. I'll make Hoody and Masky my death slaves like my buddy Mitch. I'm the Creepypasta king. You'll feel a loss to the Boss. I don't even need eyes to see that you lost.
  • Smile: Spread the word, you bitches lost to this number one dog. You pussies are only scary because you hide in the fog. Meanwhile, I'll restyle you hostile pedophiles to jump miles. Get ready, cause you assholes are gonna see a hell of a smile. I can't understand how you pussies are considered horror. A twig, a child, pathetic twins, and a sightless explorer. You can't beat me, I'm more badass than all of you combined. All five of you could never handle this demonic canine.
  • Intercom: SCP-173 has escaped we're putting the foundation on lockdown.
  • SCP: You D-class losers wipe away that smile. I'm SCP-173 animate and hostile. I'm a class Keter threat you're all Euclid at best. Special Victory Procedures: beating you all to death. No use containing or protecting your insecurities. Blink once and you're dead, I'm like an angel that weeps. Neck snap, get back I'm having too much fun. Soon as I'm in the arena you'll all be (DATA EXPUNGED)
  • BEN: You shouldn't have done that time to give you a frown. I'm back for good, bitches. And this time I won't drown. I go by the name of Ben, I'm everyone's thriller. I've come to this battle to destroy, you pathetic excuse for killers. You all will suffer and I'll make sure the media will see. I'll record your deaths, then upload it as a .wmv . Half of you are just pussies who can't handle a face revealing. Now let me conclude this battle, with the Song of Unhealing.
  • M: Back from the island it's MissingNo, here to fight. I'm the bitchin' glitchin' witch who will show you true fright. I'll crunch you, prisoner, 128 times. And Smile, I'll crush your floppy disk with my glitching rhymes. Hoody, Masky and Slendy I can't make your stories worse. And Jack and Jeff? Ha! Sounds like a Mother Goose verse. You all need to watch out for when M truly arrives. You'll be destroyed like a Marowak as I corrupt your lives!
  • Zalgo: Wahahahaha! Enough with your petty rhymes, It's time for you all to suffer. My presence is so purely evil, the thought of my rhymes (incoherent words). You're hiding in your forest so no one sees you cry. And you, I'll spit bleach at and burn your insides. Hoody and Masky, you two are just assholes dressing up like little faggots as I steal your souls. And Jacky Boy, I think it's time for you to see, that nobody gives a shit about your crappy story. Smile Dog you're a puppy. I'm the mad dog of madness. You bring suicidal thoughts, but I'll bring you to sadness. SCP nobody knows what you are. Some experiment covered in feces and scars. Ben, you shouldn't have done that. I'll diss you to death. You're a statue of Link who won't take another breath. Hell no, MissingNo. You're just a little bitch. Call yourself the master of corruption, but you're nothing but a glitch. Nine lives taken at my demonic laughter. You're in my realm, bow down to Zalgo, your master.
  • Narrator: Who won? Who's next? You decide! Epic rap battle parodies!
  • (incoherent groans)
  • (corrupted screams)
  • (more screams)
Broken Vows [ft. Wonwoo]

Originally posted by gyuhan-17

“He spoke again as if he hadn’t just shattered his promise and her security. Her house of glass now lay in a pile of shards.” 

― Aleatha Romig, Consequences 

Genre: Few scoops of angst with sprinkles of heartbreak

Word count: 900+

It wasn’t a pretty sight.

Everything was a mess; you, him and your relationship.

If you could still call it one, that is.

And you didn’t know when it all got so wrong, how it all turned out to be like this. Your marriage was once a fairy tale. One you could only find in those crappy movies.


It’s been months since you left. However, your heart was still throbbing of pain like it all happened yesterday, the way his hands moved around in anger that caused you to back away in fear.

“I- ___- I would never hurt you-”

You wondered what would happen if you had trusted him and stayed. Would you let yourself turn into someone like your mom, letting a man having the upper hand in your marriage?

You probably would. If the pain and the damaged he had caused wasn’t so strong, you probably would.


[20:29:28] 20-12-2024 From: Him

Can we please talk?

[20:36:12] 20-12-2024 To: Him

Let’s just get this over with. Please.

[20:37:06] 20-12-2024 From: Him

I will sign the divorce papers once we’ve talk. I promise.

[20:38:59] 20-12-2024 To: Him


It only took him five minutes to find you. Which honestly surprised you because you clearly remembered that you did not tell him the specific name of the park you were currently visiting.

“It’s where we first met.” Wonwoo explained rather calmly once the question popped up, as if he had been expecting you to ask. “The time really doesn’t wait for anyone, it’s already been five years since then.”

“Yeah.” You couldn’t help but smile at the thought of how you first met.

You were so young back then. Wonwoo, being the fool that he was, had accidently bumped into you, causing the newly bought ice cream in your hand to fall onto the ground. The sight of the destroyed ice cream wasn’t a very pretty one, but as much as you had wanted to scold the guy for ruining it, the regret and sadness that was coating every inch of his face stopped you.

“I wish we could go back to that time,” Wonwoo suddenly confessed, taking you off guard.


“I wouldn’t change a thing, I just want to relive that moment.” He said, smiling almost sadly as he looked up into the night, eyes now filled with something unreadable. “I would do it all over again, ____, ‘cause I got to meet you.”

Wonwoo, stop.” You knew where this was heading, he was trying to win you over with his sweet words again.

I couldn’t let him.

Not again.

“Just hear me out.” He said, turning his head so that he was now staring into your eyes. “Please.”

“We can’t keep doing this- No. I can’t.” You looked away, your voice cracked slightly which you quickly tried to cover up with a throaty cough.

You weren’t going to cry.

“I’ve missed you. Terribly.” He ignored your pleading, reaching for your cold hands before pulling you so that the both of you were now standing up. “I- I can’t live without you, ____. I tried to forget you. Your goddamn angelic smile, but I can’t. I can’t. And my heart can’t seem to forget you either as it is beating like crazy inside my chest right now. Yearning for you, for your touch.”

If you said that you didn’t feel anything by hearing those words coming from his lips, then that would definitely be a lie. Your heart had already surrendered. Your legs felt like jelly as you could feel his desperate stare on you.


I love you.

That promise again.

“No you don’t, Wonwoo.” You finally pulled back, although the action ahd caused a great amount of pain to your heart, you knew distance was what you needed right now.

Your brain jsut couldn’t seem to be able to function normally while being so close to him. It was as if he had a spell on you. A cruel one that always managed to pull you back, into his warm embrace.

But you weren’t going to let it control you now.

“If you truly did,” You bit down your bottom lip, forcing yourself to not shed a tear. “We wouldn’t be here. Being as broken as we are now.”


“No. It’s your turn to lsiten, Wonwoo-ssi.” You said, fists clenching. “If you truly loved me, you wouldn’t have let me wait for you all these years. You wouldn’t have felt the need to continue hiding me, keeping our relationship as some ugly secret, when your company gave you the choice to stop, you wouldn’t have been ashamed of me and…. a-and you wouldn’t have been cheating on me.

“____- I-”

“You didn’t expect this fool of a wife of yours to find out did you?” You chuckled humorlessly, feeling the sudden anger building up inside of you. “What were you actually thinking, Jeon Wonwoo? Why would I want a divorce, after all these years spent waiting for you without a single complain? Why would I give up?”

“I- I broke my promise.”

I, Jeon Wonwoo, promise to love you and only you, ____ ______, until we both turn old and grey.

“So please stop. Stop all these crap of you missing me, loving me because you don’t.” You breathed out.

You don’t.

[Writer’s Note:]

I’m baaaaaaaaaaaaack guyssss~~~~  It’s finally the time of the year when I can drown myself in hot chocolate and whipped cream without feeling like an overweighted pig *happy dance*

Thank you all so much for the support and patient, I know that I am not one of those fast writers out there but I promise that I will try my best to upload more os for you guys since it’s CHRISTMAS BREAK!!!!


Please send me a message and let me know what you thought of this os of Wonwoo!!

Lots of luv~~~

- Vinye

Static (8/9)

Pairing: Phan

Genre: Romance

Rating: Mature

Summary: There’s something to say about Dan’s knowledge of his own body when it takes him nearly four weeks to actually notice that something is different.

Warnings: Mpreg, le gay

A/N: Before you say anything, yes I do know know it’s been almost a month. Thank you very much to all of you for sticking with me for this long. This particular chapter is 10k so I hope you enjoy it! Only one more chapter to go.

I used the name that you voted for over on the #PhanBaby poll so I hope you’re all glad with the choice! The next chapter will be up during the Easter holidays because I’m participating in Bandom Big Bang this year and so I’ll be wrapping up this Phan series as soon as I can.

I hope you’re all having a wonderful day, thanks for reading!

Trigger warning: For those of you who have any bad experiences with pregnancy or childbirth, I would not advise reading this chapter. I apologise if it feels like I’m leaving you out, but I can email you a version without this particular plot point if you’d like to send me an ask with your email.


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Dan has found that being engaged is actually quite a wonderful thing.

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Back In '09

Word Count: 2119 (longest yet)

Genre: slightly humorous fluff

Pairing: phan

Warnings: none, I think.

Skype calls = train ride = meeting idol = sleeping in same bed = cuddles = phil is not on fire = hobbit hair howell = date (?) = date. = first kiss = surprise

Basically, a quick look into Dan’s first time meeting Phil for the first time.

A/N this is the worst description I have ever written. I’m so sorry.

Also, I originally wrote this for this prompt, but I got carried away.

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The Three Edits

Word count: 772

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff probably

Summary: Phil uploads a video to his channel. Nothing is changed from the footage except three edits total. It also happens that this is the video that changes Dan and Phil’s lives.

A/N: This was originally inspired by this post, but I changed quite a bit of it. If you don’t want a major spoiler, don’t read the post, as it will basically ruin the entire general plot for you. If you don’t care, be my guess, but know this. You have been warned.

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Of Ghouls and Ghosts and Pink Haired Hot Guys

Fairy Tail Fluff Week Day One: Together/Come on!

Summary: Nalu. Modern AU. Lucy manages to get herself lost inside a haunted house and ends up teaming up with a pink haired hot dude to try and escape.

AN: Must. Not. Insert. Any more. Five Nights at Freddy’s. References.

This isn’t that fluffy, but it might end up being the only thing I get to upload for fluff week so *puts on scary ginger face* yous are gonna have to deal with it. (Effing exams, why must you be so examy?? (-_-))


“It’s always more fun when we’re together!”


Lucy crept silently along the corridor, praying that nothing would jump out. A floorboard creaked somewhere behind her, and she could hear eerie moans coming from behind the closed doors as she passed. She felt something brush against her hair, and she had to raise her hand to her mouth to stifle a scream.

This was so stupid.

It had started off as an ordinary day out with her friends, a simple trip to the traveling fun fair that was visiting Magnolia for the summer holidays. It had been a great day out, filled with rides and sweets and having fun with people she cared about, but when they had seen a sign declaring that the fair’s haunted house was the scariest in all of Fiore Lisanna had insisted that the group of girls just had go inside and prove how tough they were by not ‘shitting themselves’, as she had put it.

Not only had Lucy had agreed, she had also planned to slip away from the group, follow them at a distance for a while, jump out, scare them, and laugh in their faces about it for months afterwards. She hadn’t, however, planned on getting lost.

And apparently she had also underestimated how terrifying the haunted house would be.

She came to a corner and peeked around it. Dead end. However, when she looked again, she noticed that someone had taped a piece of paper to the wall and, the voice inside her head shouting for her to leave it, crept slowly around the corner to see what it said.

The moment the tape lost contact with the stone bricks a distant drumming sound started off, echoing off the walls around her and adding to the tight feeling inside her chest. Dun. Dun. Dun. On the paper someone had drawn a tall stick man with long arms and a a suit and some trees beside him and written the word ‘follows’ in a childlike print.

Lucy sighed. Whoever designed this place had clearly been playing too much Slenderman. She had to remember that none of this was real; the people who ran the attraction were just trying to scare her.

And it was working.

Well, Lucy decided, she wasn’t going to keep it that way. She refused to play their game for any longer.

Lucy scrunched up the piece of paper, threw it on the ground, and started jogging. She was going to get out of here, and she was going to do so with a calm and level headed demur.

She tripped.

The lights went out.

Lucy got up, dusted herself off, and looked around for a light switch.

There was a pair of glowing red eyes coming down the corridor after her.

Screw calm and level headed.

Lucy started running as fast as she could in the pitch dark hallway, keeping one hand on the wall beside her so that she would keep going in a vaguely straight line. She could hear footsteps behind her, and she didn’t care that she was in a fun fair, that thing was real amd it was right behind her. The footsteps were getting louder and louder and loud-

They weren’t coming from behind her anymore.


Lucy crashed into something human shaped, and was falling backwards when it reached forward, grabbed her, and pulled her into it’s very very muscular chest.

The lights turned back on, and Lucy found herself clutching onto the shirt of a very handome pink haired stranger who was looking down at her with a confused expression on his face.

“You can let go of my shirt now.” His voice was slightly husky, Lucy noted, and she was so caught up in the relief of being in the presence of another human being that it took her a moment to process what he had actually said.

“Er, sorry,” she managed to choke out while she hastily detached herself from his t-shirt.

The lights flickerd.

Lucy yelped and once again found herself clinging to the stranger’s chest, which she then once again had to quickly let go of.

“Are you okay?” He sounded concerned. Great, that was just what she needed; a hot stranger getting worried about her because she was acting like a child and getting scared of some crappy haunted house.

Speaking of haunted houses, she checked over her shoulder and found that thankfully those red eyes had vaniahed.

“Uh, yeah I’m fine. Absolutely fine. Definitely not scared at all.” She laughed nervously.

He raised his eyebrow and smirked slightly. “Well that makes two of us. I’m Natsu by the way.”

He held out his hand and she shook it.


They were both silent for a moment.

“So,” he said. “Are you here by yourself?”

“No, I was with my friends, but we got… seperated.” She had embarrassed herself enough already without telling him about her failed attempt to scare them. “What about you? Did you get lost as well.”

“Actually I was here with my mates, and me and this asshole Gray made a bet that we would come in here and split up, and whoever left the haunted house first had to be the other one’s slave for the rest of this week and all of the next one.”

“Oh.” Lucy couldn’t hide the disappointment in her voice. “So you’re not trying to get out of here then.”

He laughed. “Of course I’m trying to get out of here, I’d rather be that ice prick’s slave for the rest of my life then spend another moment in this godforsaken place. Not that I’m scared or anything.” He paused. “So, are you trying to escape hell too then?”

She smiled. “I’ve been trying to get out of here since I got separated from my group. Unfortunately for me though I’m not very good at it.”

“Same here. We should stick together though, it’ll be less… creepy if we’re not on our own.”

“Sounds good.” Lucy was over the moon. Not only was she no longer stuck in here by herself, the guy she was with seemed nice and also happened a decent piece of eye candy for her to stare at while they were walking.

Purely for distraction purposes of course.


They had been travelling for about ten minutes when the lights went out again.

Lucy jumped slightly when she felt something grab her wrist, and was about to scream when Natsu clamped his hand over her mouth.

“Shhh!” he hissed. “It’s only me. I just want to make sure that we don’t get separated.”

Lucy nodded, not trusting herself to speak with out her voice squeaking, and silently prayed that he would remove his hand before he felt her face turning red.

When he did (thankfully), she turned around to where she thought he was standing and said “if we follow the wall we should be able to find our way out without bumping into anything.”

“Screw that!” Natsu tugged on her arm impatiently. “I wanna get out of here as fast of possible. Come on, lets go!” And with that he tugged on her arm again, started pulling her along behind him,

And promptly ran straight into the wall.

“Shit!” He cursed loudly as the two of them stumbled backwards. “Ow, that was really sore.”

“Stop complaining, it’s your own fault for being so damn impatient!” Lucy snapped. “And now thanks to you I’ve forgotten which way we were going.”

Natsu ignored her. “Seriously, it’s bleeding. I think I’ve broken it.”

She handed him a tissue.

Or attempted to anyway.

“Natsu, where abouts are you? I’ve got a tissue.” She was waving her a hands around in front of her, unsuccessfully trying to find either her companion or he wall so she could try and get her bearings.

“I’m behind you!”

He grabbed her arm, and Lucy was left wondering how he always seemed to know where she was.

“You’re shivering.”

No shit sherlock. “Well it is bloody freezing down here.” And she had been an idiot and left her jacket in Levy’s car.

He didn’t reply for a moment, but she felt him let go of her arm and could hear him shuffling around beside her.


Lucy felt him drape something around her shoulders, and it took her a moment to realise that it was his jacket. She was suddenly very glad of the fact that there was no lights, as it meant that he was unable to se how red her face had just turned. “Th-thanks, but are you sure that you won’t need it?” she managed to stutter out.

“Nah, it’s fine,” he replied with practiced ease. “I don’t feel the cold very easily.” Because of the darkness Lucy completely missed him awkwardly rubbing his neck.

They were both silent.

“You know, we should probably keep going,” he added hurriedly.

“Yeah, let’s go.” She grabbed his wrist and started to pull him down the corridor again, being careful to avoid walking into any walls.

“Uhhhh Lucy? I’m pretty sure we were going in the other direction.”

Well shit.


They had been travelling for another few minutes when Lucy stepped on what she had assumed was just another ordinary stone brick in the floor.

Until it stared making a strange clicking noise and sinking into the ground.

Natsu froze and she once again found herself running into him. “If a giant boulder suddenly falls from the ceiling I am so going to kill you.” At this point it was hard to tell if he was being serious or not.

She was opening to reply when the door beside them slowly opened, completely on it’s own accord.


She grabbed Natsu’s arm, and this time did not immediately let go afterwards.

A pair of white glowing eyes appeared in the doorway and blinked at them.

“Come on Lucy, lets keep going.” All of a sudden Natsu sounded slightly more a lot more uneasy.

“What’s gotten your panties in a twist?” She replied, while rather ironically still holding firmly on to him. “Weren’t you the one talking about how not scared you were ealier. It’s just another animatronic.”

“Yeah well I have a thing about animatronics.” He shuddered. “What if that one actually has someone inside it?”

Lucy looked back at the glowing eyes, blinking in time with the creepy music that seemed to be coming from all around them. “Yeah.. on second thoughts we should pobably keep moving.”

They started off at a fast paced walk, but every time Lucy looked back she could still see those eyes, and so pretty soon she found herself being dragged down the hallway by a sprinting Natsu. They could hear the animatronic clomping along behind them, and when Lucy strained her ears she could also just about make out what sounded like raspy breathing. It probably was just an ordinary animatronic, but what Natsu said had unnerved her quite a bit and on the off chance that there was a psycho muderer inside it she didn’t really want to be the one around to find out.

They had just run around a corner whem Lucy lost her footing and tripped on a loose rock.

She stumbled and let go of Natsu’s hand, and he kept running for a few more moments before he realised that she wasn’t there anymore.

“Lucy? Lucy? Where are you?”

“I’m down here! I think I’ve sprained my ankle!”

She could hear the animatronic gaining on them, its clompy footsteps echoing off the stone corridor like those drums had earlier.




The lights turned back on.

Lucy looked up to find Natsu looking down at her with a worried expression on his face. He knelt beside her. “You okay?”

She put her finger up to his lips to quieten him.“Shhhhh.”

“What?” he whispered back.

“The animatronic thingy,” she replied. “I can’t hear it anymore.”

He got up and slowly crept towards the corner they had just run around, where he cautiously poked his head around for a few seconds before wandering back over to her.

“It’s gone.”

“What?!” She said slightly hysterically. “How can it be gone?”

“I know right? And there’s not even any doors leading off that corridor. It’s really weird.” He paused. “Anyway, that’s not the main problem right now. How’s your ankle doing? Do you think you can walk on it? I kind of recognise this corridor so I think we’re nearly there.”

“I’ll give it a go.” She replied.

As it turned out, that was easier said then done. Natsu helped her to her feet, but the moment he let go of her arm her ankle gave way, and she would have fallen back down if he hadn’t caught her.

“You sure you’re okay?” he asked, holding her at arms length and checking her over for further injuries.

“Actually, I’m not so sure if I can walk the rest of the way.” She looked up at him, and found him staring right back at her.

“I’m sorry about your nose,” she found herself adding when she noticed that there was indeed what looked like dried blood covering the skin above his mouth and dotting patches of his scarf and t-shirt.

He laughed. “You’ve nothing to be sorry about. It was my fault for trying to run ahead anyway.” He reached up and attempted to wipe the blood away with his hand, but instead he only suceeded in smearing it across his face.

“You missed a bit,” she mumbled more herself than him while reaching up and rubbing at it with her sleeve.

It was only after she had withdrawn her hand again that she noticed how close they were standing to each other, and she felt the blush creeping slowly back into her cheeks.

“Er, thanks.” He coughed and rubbed the back of his neck. “We should probably get moving now.”

“Yeah, that’s a good idea, come on, let’s go,” she said quickly, while turning away from him before he noticed the pink that was once again starting to cover her cheeks…

…and promptly collapsing as her ankle once again gave out underneath her.

“Don’t even think about it,” she growled at him, as he laughed and mumbled something about it being her own damn fault for being so impatient.

She ended up clinging onto his arm and limping to to exit while he kept his hand on her waist for support.


Daylight! (Well, evening light!)

They were finally free!

It took Lucy’s eyes a moment to adjust to the brightness from the lights at the fair. When they finally did she spotted her friends standing a few metres away, so she let go of Natsu’s arm and slowly hobbled over to them.

Cana was the first to say something. “Hey Lucy! We thought we’d lost you forever down there.”

She paused, before smirking and elbowing her friend in the ribs. “And who’s that hot piece of meat you were holding onto a minute ago? Are you two a thing now or something?”

Lucy stared t her friend in shock for a moment before finding her voice again. “T-that’s Natsu, and it’s not like that! We just bumped into each other and decided to stick together until we got out!”

Cana winked at her. “And are you sure you didn’t get up to anything else particularly naughty down there?”


The brunette sighed, dejected. “Is it my fault for wanting to be supportive when I thought that one of my friends had finally lost her virginity?”

Lucy growled.

“She’s right though, the two of you would make a cute couple.”

“Mira,” Lucy groaned. “Not you too.”

Lisanna joined in. “I bet that’s why they took so long getting out. He even has blood on him Lucy, what exactly did you two do down there?!”

“Yeah Lu-chan! ”

“You liiiiike him.”

As they continued to tease her, Lucy checked over her shoulder to see if Natsu could hear them. Luckily for her, he seemed to be oblivious to what was being said about him by her so called ‘friends’.

“Yo ice chicken!” she heard him shout at someone. “How long have you been waiting for me?”

“Long enough dickhead,” the other guy, Gray, replied. “You took your sweet ass time getting out of there.”

“That’s because I was too busy proving to how un-scared I was.”

Lucy snorted. Yeah right.

Not that she had been any better herself.

“And while we are on the topic of that haunted house I think you have a bet to fulfill, right slave?”

Gray said nothing.

“Great!” Natsu grinned. “I’ll take that as a yes.” He paused, clearly trying to decide on something. “And your first order is that for the rest of your time as my slave you have to replace every swear word you say with the name of a food dish that is exactly nine syllables long. No more, and no less. Got it?”

“You son of a bitc-”

Natsu coughed.

“I mean you son of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.”

Natsu smilled again. “Perfect! And my second order is that you buy me, Lucy and-” he hesitated. “And all those girls standing beside Lucy fish and chips from that stand over there!”

Gray growled. “Fuc- tuna and pasta bake with ketchup! That’s just unfair, you know I’m practically broke already.”

“Maybe I do, slave, but what was it that you said the time you let Jellal dye Happy blue, or the time I got beaten up by Erza for picking a fight with that metal freak, or the time you got me suspended for putting that platypus into the staff toilets in school?” Natsu stroked his chin for a moment and pretended to think about something. “Oh yeah! It was DONT EXPECT ANY SYMPATHY FROM ME FUCKFACE. Come on Lucy and Lucy’s friends, Peanut butter jelly time over hear is going to buy us all dinner!”

(“Also, tuna and pasta bake with ketchup? That’s fucking disgusting man.”

“Natsu-san, why is Gray-sama naked?”

“Shi- spaghetti bolognese in a pie!”


“Nice abs.”


The rollercoaster called my life.

Here you go with my entry for the Sam´s Sixty June Job challenge for @teamfreewill-imagine and @latinenglishfandomblog.

Even tough I got in pretty much last minute, I got exactly the thing I wanted to do and this is the first time I upload such a long oneshot, but I´m really, really proud of it and I hope a lot of you will take the time to read trough this work because it´ll mean a lot to me if you do.
I haven´t gotten around yet to read the other entries but I definitely will and I just think that´s such a great idea.

Also I know this isn´t like my typical reader insert stories (even though it is in fact a reader insert) but this is different than my usual entries so I hope it´s fine.

Summary: Sam wants to spent the summer before college interning in a law firm, but when his family has to move from New York to Florida, he suddenly has to take a job at an Amusement Park.
Little does he know that he´s about to meet someone who makes working in a can knockdown booth pretty much the best thing ever.

My Sam-job is: Amusement Park Employee.

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Length: 2560 Words

Warnings: fluff (a lot), smut (how did that get in there?), unprotected sex (use Condoms ya all, amuesementparkemployee!Sam, I guess in the US it would be underage drinking, in germany it´s fine :D

Originally posted by demondetoxmanual


Working in a crappy amusement park surly hadn´t been what Sam imagined the last summer before college to be.
He had wanted to do an internship in a law-firm, hoping to get some kind of insight before he would go off to Sanford in September and he was almost positive, that he would have gotten into one of the famous ones in New York, if his Dad hadn´t decided to move again.
Now he was stuck in a small town in southern Florida, and all there was to do for a summer´s job, was a temporary job in the town´s only tourist attraction, an old amusement park.
Today was Sam´s first day and when he walked into the small container that was used as an office, he already felt like he was done with this place.
An old man was sitting behind a pretty messy desk and was smoking a cigarette, which made Sam want to cough but he tried to keep it together.
“Good Morning, Mister Crowley, I´m here for my first day of work. It´s Sam Winchester”, Sam offered when the man ignored him completely.
“Good for you, Sam Winchester. Just find (Y/N), she will show you around and tell you what there is to do”, the British guy gave back and Sam wondered how someone like him had gotten here.
He looked like he had used to be a business man.
Maybe he once had been and now he was frustrated and that was why he was so grumpy.

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pairing: Phan

genre: angst, fluff

word count: 2,826 words

status: part 1/?, unfinished

warnings: screaming ??, none

Summary: After committing suicide and donating his body to science, Dan Howell partakes in an experiment to upload basic human functions into a dead person to try to bring them back to life, dubbed “The Resurrection Project”. However, a virus that named itself “Daniel.exe” corrupted the file and broke out from the lab into the real world.

A/N: I’m not gonna lie, I was super psyched to upload this, actually. It was one of those 2am thoughts that I frantically wrote down on a sticky note and decided to try. But I really love how it’s beginning to turn out! As always, comments, suggestions, or other requests are welcome, and I hope you enjoy! Heeeeeere we go!

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I’m a little late but here it is, the Mosin Nagant M91/30 PU Sniper. The rifle came in Thursday afternoon but I’ve been too busy to get any pictures till now, mostly because I didn’t want to upload crappy cellphone pictures. 

Hilariously enough, the rifle itself has nearly no cosmoline anywhere to be found, but the sight is covered in the stuff, especially around the dials. Once I get the time I’m going to clean it all up and get it ready for a range trip.

You fall in love with your older brothers friend- 4/4 Imagine

A/N: Hii I’m so so sorry this took so long. I put this up two days ago but since I uploaded it on my phone, it looked pretty crappy and I only had two of them finished so I deleted it again and here is the full, edited version! I really hope you guys like this, I had so much fun writing this. Feedback and requests are welcome xx 

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Summer to Remember-Part 17-Taylor Caniff Fanfic

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 

Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16

(This part is just a filler. Sorry its really short :/ )


2 weeks later. August 1, 2014

“Life is a highway. I wanna drive it all night long!” We sang. I laughed as we all started mumbling different words. We were coming home from Venice beach. We all decided to make a video before the last week of summer. This last week of summer is gonna be a week we will always remember. So were gonna do an update video. We all walk into the living room. I set up my camera and we all sat somewhere. Either on the couch. The two single seats. Or the floor. I sat in the middle of the couch and everyone found a seat.


“Hey my angels! Since summer is finishing up were gonna do an update video!” I say waving to the camera. “Oh yeah and I will be answering the questions from a few days ago with the hash tag #summergang.” “So I’ll start and well go around.” “First of all, we have been traveling around our RV and I’ve been hanging with these dudes all summer long.” They smile at the camera. “Yes there was drama, but there were many moments where all of us would be laughing, crying, and living.” “I’ve gotten really close to them and I’m really glad, but soon this summer vacation will end.” I had tears brimming in my eyes. “Now that some of us are heading to college, I really don’t know how were gonna keep in touch. Like some of us will be in different parts of the country or traveling. Just to let you know, I’ll be going to college in California.” I say. Taylor slung his arm around me. Before I could say anything a tear slipped and rolled down my cheek. I wiped it quickly. “Okay, next person.” I say breathing in. All the boys and Kirstin went and spoke and at this point most of us were crying.

“Well guys I guess that’s it! Well see you later.BloooopWeewopeeoaa…Bye!” I say covering the camera. 


I turn off the camera and we all huddled up.

“So I guess this week is our last few days together.” I say. They nod. We all hug and began to cry. We decided to just watch previous videos and slide shows of us during our trip. I couldn’t stop laughing when Taylor was playing with Jacob’s guitar and he decided to hit his own head and he said, ‘That hurt like shit.’ and the video where we were all singing back in Daytona and we got attacked by fangirls and ended up running from them. That was so much fun, but why did this summer go by so quickly. Ugh, that fucking saying.Time flies when your having fun. I wish we could just slow down. A picture came up and it was a picture of Taylor and I. During freshman year. I was confused at first. I turned to Taylor and saw he was trying to make it go to the next slide by clicking on his phone. I knew he never deleted them! He sat back down and I turn to him. “Caniff.” I say and he scoots over to me. “Was that the picture we took on the first day of freshman year?” I ask. He nods and looks down. I smile and lifted his head. “So you never deleted them?” I asked. He looked directly in my eyes.

“I never deleted them.” He said and I blush. “I never lost feelings for you. I didn’t find feelings during this summer. I always had feelings for you.” He said and I smile, then tears started to roll down my cheeks, but I wiped them away.

“I have a secret.” I say. He nods. “I never lost feelings either.” He smiled and cupped my face.

“I love you Y/N.” He said. I smile and leaned in. So did he. Once we kissed the same electricity flowed through me.

“I love you Taylor.” I say kissing him again. With that I fell asleep in Taylor’s arms.

I woke to sniffles. I look around to see everyone huddled around. I walk to them and they let me in.

“What happened?” I ask. They all looked over at Shawn.

“My EP made it to #1.” He said. I smile, but we all started crying. We all started crying because Shawn was going to be traveling with Austin. Oh no. The separation begins now…

“Johnson and I are going on the DiGi fest tour.” Gilinsky said. I began to cry even more. 

“All of us are going to the college down here.” Cam said.

“But all of us are gonna be in different places at different times.” I say crying a little. Kirstin came over to me and pulled me into a hug. I smile and hug her. There were only 9/14 of us.. I began to sob and I was soon in Taylor’s arms. I gripped onto his shirt and I left wet stains on his shirt. Sorry. “I-i’m sorry.” I stutter. Taylor looked at me.

“Don’t be sorry.” He said with tears brimming in his eyes. I kissed him.

“Please don’t leave me.” I say into his shoulder.

“I promise.” He said. Then there was a knock at the door. Oh no.


Cliff hanger! Sorry It took me a long time to write this. Part 18-20 is coming out this week. I’ve been out and about trying to get school supplies and shit. But I’m gonna get started after I upload this. Sorry for a really small part. I had to add this filler. Wondering who it could be? Go onto my twitter and suggest! Sorry for a really crappy chapter. I’ve been really busy and had writers block.. 

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