i will be spending at least a week with my best friends

You know you love someone when you can spend the entire night sitting by the fire watching them sleep.

Title: I Really Don’t Know Love At All
Characters: Keith, Allura (Voltron)
Media: iPad Pro & Adobe Sketch (Lines), Cintiq + Photoshop (Colors)
Notes: VLD Rare Pair Week Day 3: Sleeping. Was listening to Joni Mitchell’s “Both Sides Now” while drawing this–because that song is amaze. Rare pair week is turning into rare pare month for me…but I’m determined to get at least one more prompt done :).

The Diary of a Teenage Senator

Being a regular teen girl is hard, but being a teen girl who’s also the senator of Texas?

Hi. I’m Ted Cruz, and this is my story.

Congress is the absolute worst! The speaker absolutely has it out for me. At least I have my best friends, Jeb Bush and John Kasich, with me. I don’t know what I would do without them.

There’s this one boy in Congress who is just sooooo dreamy. His name is Marco Rubio. *sigh* he’s so perfect, but he’s way out of my league. Sometimes, I doodle “Mr. Ted Rubio” in my notebook. I would just about die if anybody found out I did that.

This week, we’re having the presidential election. I’m running for the republican nominee, but guess who else is running? Marco! I hope this means I get to spend a lot of time with him. The new kid is running, too. His name is Donald, and he is so mean to me! He calls me Lyin’ Ted and says that my dad killed JFK. As if! Ugh, being a teenager is so hard.


Ted Cruz

Gajevy Love Week 2017 - Day 7 - Marriage/Living together

A/N - once again posting from my phone so no read more I’m afraid. I’ll fix it as soon as I get computer Internet back

One month post wedding

Things were supposed to change after couples got married. At least, that’s what Macao and Wakaba told Lily as he looked for a job to take while Levy and Gajeel were off on their honeymoon.

“Don’t worry there buddy, within a month they’ll take their hands off each other. Ya just gotta hold off until then.”

Lily didn’t know whether it was bad for him to hope that his best friend’s relationship started to stale, but the amount of nights that he had to spend at another guild member’s house in order to get any semblance of sleep was just getting ridiculous now. Added to that the fact that more and more guild members were getting into relationships, and it was difficult to find one that didn’t mind harboring him for the night. He assumed that after an entire month of having no one but each other to keep them company the two love birds would be able to stay apart for more than an hour, or at least tire themselves out, so the first time he got back to the house after they had returned he felt safe entering in the front door. He pushed the wood open with his back, his arms carrying enough groceries to last all three of them for a week, and almost ran into where Gajeel had propped Levy against the wall, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist.

Levy screamed as Gajeel pulled away, desperately tugging her skirt down to cover herself. Lily sighed. This wasn’t anywhere near the first time this had happened. He simply walked through to the kitchen, left the groceries on the side and left through the back door.

“I’ll be back to make food in an hour. Consider this fair warning.”

Three months post wedding

Lily was sat at the bar at the guild, a glass of strong liquor in one hand as his head was rested on the other. Mira walked over to him, leaning on her elbows on the counter as she prepared to offer her advice. That’s why she had come over, of course. To offer Lily advice. Not to get gossip, not at all.

“What’s the matter, Pantherlily?”

Her voice was sweet enough to disguise her true intentions, and Lily almost fell for it. Almost. He took a sip out of his drink, before facing the takeover mage. At this point, he was far too drunk and far too angry to worry about the information he was about to give her.

“I walked into the garden earlier, and let’s just say I discovered why Levy asked Droy to put all those twenty foot trees around the perimeter. They were fucking on the lawn. On the lawn, Mira.”

The takeover mage only just managed to suppress her laughter, covering her mouth with her hand in a gesture she hoped Lily would think was just her trying to come up with a solution. Her plan didn’t work. Lily knew exactly what she was doing.

“They’re young and in love, Lily. I know it must be hard living with them, but it won’t be long until they calm down and you’ll have your house back again. You’re free to come and live with me and Freed for a while if you want?”

Lily looked over at the rune mage, who didn’t even attempt to hide his grimace at the suggestion. He wondered if Mira could feel the scowl that Freed was currently boring into the back of her head. The exceed sighed, finishing off his drink before standing up and heading out of the guild.

“Thanks for the suggestion, Mira, but I think I’ll just go and stay with the exceeds for a while. Like you said, I don’t think this can last for long.”

Six months post wedding

Lily lay in his bed, desperately trying to cover his ears to block out the noise coming from the room next to him. He had thought that Levy’s announcement that she was expecting would slow down the constant screaming that he heard at night, but obviously not. Erza had been joking around with Levy about the benefits of having sex while pregnant, but Lily had assumed it was just that. Joking.
As soon as it was ridiculously apparent that he wasn’t getting any sleep that night if he stayed there he opened up his window and jumped out, unfurling his wings as he flew away from the house.

Freed opened the door in a tank top and pajama bottoms, rubbing his eyes as he spotted the exceed stood on his porch. He sighed as he pulled the door fully open, allowing it to hit the wall as he stepped back and invited the exceed inside. Yet again he was cursing his girlfriend for extending the invitation three months ago, but he couldn’t get too angry. The exceed made his way into the house without saying a word, heading towards the sofa as Freed turned around and made his way back up to his own bed. Unbeknownst to the other, both men hoped that this informal arrangement would end sooner rather than later.

Fifteen months post wedding

Lily, like always, was the first one awake when one of the twins cried. This time it was Shutora, and he made his way through the hallway to the twins room. Grabbing a bottle from the fridge inside the door he shook it absentmindedly, activating a rune to heat it slightly before heading to pick up the young girl and cradle her in his arms. She was contented almost immediately, her screaming stopping as she ate and Lily chuckled. She was just like her father, placated by food. It wasn’t long before Lily heard the door open, and turned to see Gajeel resting against the door frame. The Dragon Slayer had just managed to pull his boxers on, and he went to check on his son to make sure he hadn’t awoken.
“I’m sorry, Lil’. For makin’ ya put up with this. I love havin’ ya here but, d’ya think ya might wanna stay somewhere else until the brats are a little older?”

Lily smirked, looking down at the now sleeping face of the baby in his arms. In the three months since the twins had arrived, Levy and Gajeel had been far too exhausted to interrupt his sleep with any funny business in the night.

“Don’t worry about it, Gajeel. I think the twins and I will get on just fine…”

And that’s the end of Gajevy love week!
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Part 5 - Downward Spiral

Master List

Pairing: Dean x Reader
Word Count: 970
Warnings: language (probably), smoking, underage drinking, vomiting
A/N: My oh my it has been forever and a day since I’ve posted this! But I think I’m back in the swing of things and with my new planner for 2017 I’m hoping to be more on top of this. Hope you guys enjoy it! Anyway, feedback is cool :)

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SUJU: When You’re In A Car Accident

I’m sorry I’m only posting this just now, but I it all written and my browser suddenly crashed, and I lost it all. So I went into a funk, spend more than a week trying to motivate myself to write it again, and here it is. Disclaimer, it’s extremely long.

For the sake of this, I didn’t say if you were a best friend, little sister, girlfriend, wife, etc, so you can just imagine it as you’d like.

I’m going to make different groups for this:      

The “I don’t have any kind of reaction” group would be Siwon, Shindong and Kangin. They would have the least amount of external reaction to the situation (my first thought about this three guys’ reaction was linked to the Spanish idiom “La procesión va por dentro” which doesn’t have an English translation, but means kind of everything that’s going on isn’t shown on the outside, but they’re dying inside)

Siwon would be devastated inside, but would still fetch water and coffee for everyone, try to get them as comfortable as possible for the long wait ahead, and then he’ll probably just sit in a corner praying. I can see him praying nonstop until he knows how you are and what’s going to happen from then on.

Originally posted by parkjngsoo

Shindong, I believe he’d be the one trying to keep everyone thinking positively, making sure to hug the ones that are crying, and get them as calm as possible. I guess I only see him freaking out in private, once the doctor gives them the medical part and he knows what’s going on.

Originally posted by aelitasuju

Kangin I see as the one that wouldn’t stop fuzzing over everyone else, to try and repress the thought of you being hurt. I see him as the one getting food, blankets, hugging the youngsters, trying to calm your family down. I think he’d be the calmest on the outside. He’d only break down once the wait is over and he’s able to see you.

Originally posted by parkjngsoo

The “I’m trying to be strong but this is more than I can handle” group would be Leeteuk, Yesung, Sungmin, and Eunhyuk. They would be the ones that would try to stay calm for others, but wouldn’t manage to fool anyone.

Leeteuk I believe would first make sure everyone else was safe and as calm as possible, and he’d be crying silently while making sure everyone is okay, without worrying about himself until the entire situation has passed.

Originally posted by nitrojins

Yesung I think would be the silent one that doesn’t want to get in the way. He’d just sit in the corner staring at the wall or the floor, and allow his thoughts to take over. I don’t think he would cry until he gets either good or bad news, that’s when I think he’d break.

Originally posted by fyeahyesunggifs

Sungmin I think would be the silent one that’s crying alone. The second he realises he’s going to start crying, he’d go out to the pavement, or maybe lock himself inside a toilet and cry by himself, not letting anyone see that he’s crying.

Originally posted by sayyouwantme

Eunhyuk… I think Hyukkie would have the widest reaction spectrum. I believe at first, he’ll try to get as much information as he possibly can, trying to make sense of the situation, then he’d stay quiet and process everything he was just told, staring at your friends and family members, and then he would break down, and start crying, possibly hugging someone who needed it, but he’d be deeply affected by the situation.

Then, we have the “Crying a river” group, consisting of Donghae and Ryeowook.

Ryeowook, I think, would instantly start crying nonstop until he gets news that you’re okay, and if the news are not good then, I think he would be deeply affected for a really, really long time.

Donghae, I believe, would last a little longer before he starts crying, maybe until he gets to the hospital, but then, the tears just wouldn’t stop. I really do think that he’d only stop crying once he’s able to see you, even if you’re not in the greatest of shapes.

Originally posted by duckflyfly

And finally, I really believe Heechul and Kyuhyun belong in a totally different category.

Although most members have been involved in some kind of traffic accident, I think the ones that have the most traumatic experiences were Heechul and Kyuhyun. Heechul broke his leg in five places, had to endure an eight hour surgery in which doctors placed metal rods inside his legs to help the broken bones align correctly, and suffered from pains because of that for two years, until they got them out; And Kyuhyun, we all know about Kyuhyun: was propelled about 20 meters from the van, and when he got to the hospital they discovered he had a fractured hip, pneumothorax from broken ribs, and facial scratches and bruises. He was on a coma for four days and had 20% chances of making it alive. So I really do believe a loved one being involved in a car accident would break them.

Kyuhyun, I believe, would be in denial at first, trying to convince himself it’s a joke, that you’re actually alright and this is an extremely bad prank. But once he realises it’s actually happening, I think he’d be crying, without a doubt. He’d need to be held and taken care of, would be extremely sensitive to changes in the mood or other people’s reaction. I think he’d be so concerned about you going through what he went through, he’d start crying all over again if he’d calmed down, and would be extremely sad now that he sees what everyone went through when he was the one in your place, which would once again lead him to worrying over you.

Originally posted by blueprincez

Heechul’s first reaction, I think would be to get mad. He’d be extremely pissed, reacting badly to everyone, yelling at nurses and doctor when they don’t give him any information, and overall being extremely sensitive to anyone that speaks to him. But I think there would be a point where he’d snap and break. Although I really don’t picture him as the crying type, I see him as the catatonic type. He’d suddenly go into shock, locking himself inside his head, his mind running a reel consisting in concern over your situation, every single possible outcome, and having flashbacks, reliving his own car accident and the pain he was in. It would take a while to get him out of that state, he wouldn’t listen to anyone, but once he snaps out of it, I can picture him crying softly, not sobbing or doing anything dramatic, just tears falling slowly from his eyes and rolling down his cheeks. I don’t know why, but I picture him trying to learn how to pray, even if he doesn’t believe in God, because he’d want to do anything he can to help you survive, and there’s not much he can possibly do in this moment.

Originally posted by parkjngsoo

That was long, I’m sorry. I try to portrait their reactions as truthfully as I could, this is me trying to guess how each member would react, after almost a decade of seeing the way they act, and how they react to stressful situations. I hope I did them justice. Also, I couldn’t find any gif that matched what I needed for Eunhyuk and Ryeowook in the Tumblr GIF search engine, so I had to Google them. All credit goes to the author of both gifs.

(I’m sorry Heechul’s was the longest, but he’s my bias and I’ve spent so much time the last nine years of my life following his every move, I really believe that’s the way he would react.)

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“Um, hi. Can I ask you a question? I’m new here”
“My name’s Blaine”

Best friends.


“Kurt, there is a moment when you say to yourself, Oh, there you are. I’ve been looking for you forever. Watching you do “Blackbird” this week… that was a moment for me. About you. You moved me, Kurt, and this duet would just be an excuse to spend more time with you”

Ex boyfriends.


Boyfriends again.

B: “I will sign whatever you want. Please say we can be boyfriends again. What?”
K: “I don’t know if relationships actually work, I mean…weren’t Bethenny and Jason supposed to be forever?”
B: “For every Bethenny and Jason, there is a Will and a Jada and a Kurt and a Goldie. C'mon, can’t we at least just give it a try?”
K:“But I’m Goldie, of course…”
B: “Of course you are”
K: “Okay, I can’t believe we’re going to do this again”


“fearlessly and forever”

“it’s not just a puppet. It’s a puppet of my fiance” Blaine.

“Oh, it´s my fiance” Kurt.

Exes again.

They’re back together.

B: “Kurt, are you ok?”

K: “No. I’m not ok. I love you. I still love you”

and finally… Husbands ♥.

“I do”

“I do”

their first kiss as husbands ♥

IMAGINE: They like each other but are too proud to admit it. She spends a lot of time with Tony –her best-friend and Steve gets jealous. After having enough of their flirtation they call Fury to sort it out.

[gif is not mine] I am back! Woo! This request has been in my inbox for quite a while, so sorry for the anon who requested it! My goal from now on is to at least publish 2 stories a week. If you have any requests, please feel free to do so! This is a bit long, so I had to cut it. 

It started with a small accident a touch of the hand while they were both reaching for the last biscuit. With a small laugh from Steve and a glare from her they left the cookie on the plate and leaned back to their respective seats.

It progressed from there on, ever since from that little touch, it progressed to little glances and smiles to ‘accidentally’ being paired together to spar or to train. Neither wanted to admit that they were attracted to each other, her too proud to admit it and him not wanting to burden her with his problems.

Steve lifted the coffee mug to his lips and hissed as the hot coffee scolded his mouth. He watched as (Y/N) laughed at something Tony said and he felt jealousy bubble inside him. He scowled as she touched Tony’s arm in an affectionate manner, with a quick kiss on the cheek she bid her farewell to him.

“Hey Capsicle,” she winked at him and went to grab a cup of coffee but grumbled when she discovered the pot was empty.

Steve rolled his eyes at the nickname, “Do you call me that because you spend so much time with Tony?”

(Y/N) looked at Cap and took the mug off him and took a sip, she arched a brow, “Jealous are we Cap?”

Steve moved closer to her, pinning her between the bench and himself. He leaned, placing his hands by her sides, “Maybe I am,” she could probably tell that his heart was beating abnormally fast and his cheeks were flushed, but right at this moment he didn’t really care.

“Oh really Mr. Rogers?” She leaned forward and glanced at his lips, it was so close. She was so close, if she just leaned forward a little bit she could kiss him. She looked up and met his eyes, she smiled slowly.

Just as he leant forward they were interrupted by a cough, they turned their heads to the right and saw Clint standing there with Natasha –both smirking. “Were we interrupting something?” Clint asked.

Natasha looked at the two of them, “I think we were Clint. Maybe we should leave these two lovebirds alone.” With a final smirk they both left (Y/N) and Steve.

They both turned back to each other with flushed cheeks, “I –uh, have to go to Tony and work on his suits,” (Y/N) pushed Steve gently, being careful as she still had the mug in her hands.

“Right, Tony,” Steve moved back nodding.

She didn’t know what possessed her but she grab his arm and looked into his eyes, “I don’t like Tony in that way,” she shrugged and gave him a bashful smile. “He’s too Tony for my liking,” she placed the mug down.

On and on it went, like a train on the same track. They were always so close but every single time they were interrupted, whether it was by a fellow Avenger or some crisis.

“Rogers, you’re up,” Rhodes called out, he looked at his clipboard again, “you’re with (Y/N).”

Steve tightened the bandages around his hand and looked at (Y/N). “Ready to get your ass kicked (Y/L/N)?”

(Y/N) gave him a toothy grin, “Eat me Rogers,” Steve flushed red and (Y/N) laughed. The others behind them gave each other a knowing look.

“Enough dirty talk, get on with it,” Sam yelled, “you guys can do that later, when you’re alone.” He wiggled his brows, earning him an infamous glare from (Y/N).

After a few minutes of intense sparring (Y/N) managed to get the upper hand and managed to flip Steve on his back. Quickly straddling him, “Had enough yet Rogers?”

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I totally didn’t realize I hadn’t posted a single thing since yesterday… oops :P

I have a reason, though. Yesterday one of my best friends came over to stay for a week, and only today did I find out that he recently broke up with his five-year-long girlfriend… and he doesn’t want to stay at home at all so we’re out all the time. At least as far as I know he’s in sort of good terms with her, like they haven’t fought but they’re probably still in the awkward post-break-up state. But yeah, he’s a really sweet friend and I feel stupid staying in and not spending time with him so for a while I’ll be a little off. 

And damn my life I’ve got 8 open tabs of ff waiting to be read (not counting the ones I’ve bookmarked, OH MY GOD those are too many). I guess when I turn back into my introvert self I’ll get into some of them.

Unspoken Confessions

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Rating: T

Word Count: 2620

Warning: no warnings but it’s kinda cute

Summary: “bucky realizing how much time he spends with you when he goes to one of tony’s parties alone and everyone keeps asking him where you are?” - Anon

Notes: took me long enough to get another story out god damn. working on pt. 2 of knock knock. <3 i didn’t bother editing this one (who am i kidding i never edit my stories)

Bucky liked to think he had a variety of friends that he hung out with, but that wasn’t exactly the case. Most of his time was spent with you, his other best friend besides Steve. Steve was more like his brother, if anything, and Bucky and Steve never really went to parties together or went out to dinner and a movie. You and Bucky, on the other hand, went out at least once a week and he was always stuck by your side as you breezed through Tony’s parties.

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How can the world be such a beautiful & exciting place to live?? Today is my 21st birthday, and I’m with the best group of friends in the world, in Boulder Colorado, after spending the last 3 weeks traveling all over America and seeing a lot of incredible places! I’m feeling very optimistic about the future. Being a person is hard and being alive all 21 of these years has been sometimes terrible, but at least it’s almost always exciting ! Anyway, I’m happy and I love the whole wide world!

Something Without Words

It feels like law school. I’d spend hours a day intensely scrutinizing every word of every sentence of impossibly-difficult-to-read text until I thought my brain was going to start bleeding out of my eyeballs, and at the end of a day that typically ended well after nightfall, I’d call up my friends and we’d try to do something that didn’t require much thought – sometimes drinking in a bar and laughing at undergrads, but usually (because  most law students are perpetually broke) watching some vapid reality show on TV and doing our best impressions of catatonia.

I think at least one evening this week I actually said “I want to do something that doesn’t involve words.” I ended up playing poker.

If anyone tells you that being a professional writer is easy, they are lying. If you believe that being a professional writer would be easy, you are either delusional, misguided, or both.

But I am not complaining – in fact, this is the furthest thing from complaining you will ever see me do. If I’m complaining, I use the word “fuck” a lot, predominately embodied within the phrase “for fuck’s sake.” It’s important to know the code.

I spend even less time on Tumblr than I did when I told people I was basically never on Tumblr – which is to say, maybe 15-20 minutes a day at most, although I may go several days without actually scrolling my dash at all. This doesn’t mean I don’t care about you or your posts, it just means I care about me and my career more. I don’t think that’s a bad thing.

I have a series I started here, Godalming, hanging off the side of a cliff (because that’s how I like to end pretty much any installment of a series). That series will continue, when I have time to write it. I appreciate the patience of the half-dozen people who are really into reading it. The lesson I’ve learned is that if ever again I get an idea for a series I want to post on Tumblr, I’m going to finish the whole thing before I post the first installment. Live and learn.

A third of my “experience” on my resumé falls under the “publisher” title, because I am the founder and editor-in-chief of a lit magazine, A Literation. You may have heard of it. If you think that doesn’t take up time, you’re either delusional, misguided, or both. But it’s great and it’s legit and I believe in it. I wouldn’t put my time and effort into it otherwise. I encourage everyone to submit, to write stuff for my jams, to get your work out there. I originally started the jams as a weekly endeavor, but I’ve since decided that, in true jam fashion, one will end when people stop playing.

To anyone who might be accustomed to getting likes, replies, messages, or either neat stuff from me: I’m a busy motherfucker. I haven’t forgotten about you, and I don’t love or care for you any less than I did before. I’m just trying to make something happen that requires a massive amount of my time and energy, which means I have less time to loll about Tumblr doing Tumblr things. You understanding and respecting that makes me love and respect you even more – ‘cause if you think for one second that I don’t care about you, you’re either delusional, misguided, or both.

But at the end of a long day reading and parsing, editing and revising, managing and advising, I find the last thing I want to do is anything that has anything to do with words.