i will send this to max soon!

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Welcome to another Billdip Collab! This is Billdip; Summer Memories, which aims to collect a scrapbook type of output.

CONCEPT: Bill compiles polaroids of a summer spent with Dipper and turns it into one big scrapbook which he then gives to the twins on their birthday.

- any artist may join and submit art
- any artist may submit up to three polaroids (one is minimum, three is maximum)
- artworks must be in the following dimensions: 1:1, 16:9, or 4:5 and must be at least 800px800p, 1280px720p, or 800pX1000p in resolution
- the artwork format is like an actual polaroid, meaning backgrounds will be required. Highly detailed backgrounds are encouraged but not required. The characters in the polaroids may be smiling or posing for the picture or caught off-guard in a candid pose.
- although this is a Billdip prompt, your drawing doesn’t necessarily have to be romantic. Remember that the concept is that Bill compiled this scrapbook for Dipper, so it may be Dipper caught in an embarrassing situation with friends, or spending time alone with Bill
- you may draw triangle Bill or your own image of human Bill
- strictly no nsfw
- if you are submitting multiple artwork, try to make them as varied as possible instead of drawing three polaroids of characters in the same situation
- try to include Dipper in all the polaroids unless the situation calls for him to be out of the shot. If possible, include a supplemenary polaroid showing where Dipper is. (supplementary polaroids will be included in the three count)
- Do NOT submit a polaroid formatted submission, as in a pic with the white border. We will format your submissions into polaroids ourselves, so submit the original drawing only.
- Also, the cast will be aged up for the drawings. Dipper and Mabel should appear between 18-21 years old in the drawings. Other characters should be aged up accordingly.

- embarrassing moments
- night time memories
- summer time fun
- forest adventures
- heck if you want to make a polaroid about weirdmaggedon don’t let me stop you
- platonic Billdip or pure billdip is a-ok. Please do not draw other ships so as to avoid any conflict.

- Deadline of submission is July 31, 2017. We need approximately a month to compile all the works. The final output will be uploaded on August 31, the twins’ birthday. Submissions past July 31 will no longer be accepted.
- Submit a short caption accompanying each polaroid you submit! Limit it to one sentence if possible, and remember that the captions were written by Bill. Examples would be “Pine Tree makes the cutest screams when I pop out of nowhere” or “Knew there was a reason Shooting Star is the alpha twin!”
- Upload your work on any image sharing website such as imgur or imgbox or even mediafire if needed for max resolution. Send the link to me, @masterdipster as soon as possible.
- Submit your signature along with your artwork! These will all be compiled and put on the last page! Send them in .png format, like below

That’s all! If you have any questions or concerns, do not hesitate to send me an ask. I can’t wait to see all the lovely art you come up with! Please reblog so more people can see this!

(also if you plan on joining just leave me a message, don’t worry, I won’t hold you to it, just let me know so I have an idea of how many are joining).

Rogue One: Catalyst: Thoughts

- link to my other Rogue One blabberings -

Finally finished reading Rogue One: Catalyst by James Luceno, or as it’s also known by:

  • Lyra Erso: Badass;
  • Lyra Erso: They Could Have Easily Created Parallels Between You and Chirrut+Baze in the Film Instead of Ignoring Your Existence;
  • Lyra/Galen OTP Fever: How to Write a Strong, Balanced Couple While Still Giving Them Relationship Hurdles;
  • “I’m Thirsty for You and Your D, Galen,” Screams Krennic Into the Rain
    • with foreword by Galen Erso, “Who Is This? And What Does He Mean By My D?”
    • and annotated by Lyra Erso, *The dickbag is talking about the Death Star, honey.
  • Tarkin/Krennic: Hux/Kylo Ren Got Nothing On This Hate Couple
  • and finally: Jyn Erso Is A Normal Human Child: how this makes her future character arc 1000x more painful

NB: Have only seen the RO film and have now read this book. This is going to be long and about 90% quotes related to characterization.

General Impression:

  • Writing was okay. Not great, but not bad. (This is especially apparent since I’ve just started reading the RO novelization, and the difference in quality is pretty startling.) Nice quick read.
  • Lyra is fantastic.
  • Galen is pretty interesting.
  • Jyn is adorable and normal, and it breaks my heart.
  • Krennic is… wow, I just want to laugh because he’s so absurd but also a Terrible Human Being.
  • Tarkin is fascinating (see waaaay below for details).

Lyra Erso

  • No one holds this bitch down.
    • “She had no recourse. She wasn’t built to hold things in; to be complacent or compliant.”
    • “Some of Orson’s remarks had made her wonder whether she and Galen were under surveillance, or even whether her personal comlink might be bugged. But she didn’t care either way. Orson may have drawn the line in the sand, but she would be the one to step over it.”

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Hello everyone! I’m opening again for some commissions!
I’m opening for 20 commission slots for June/July!

CLOSED! thank you very much!!

I can only do pencil lineart/sketchy type commissions, due lack of time, but I will really appreciare if you want to give me an hand! :°D Thank you!!!

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Imagine a long weekend with Chris. (Part D)

A/N: Part 5D filled with fluff as always. Epilogue is up next, and wow! Another chapter done and dusted, but fear not- there is still lots to come for these two cutie pies. ❤️ You can read the related mini-series and the previous parts here: (Mini-series - Masterlist; Mini-series Spin-off: ‘Unexpected Reader’ and ‘Little Ways Away’ - Masterlist; ‘She Said Yes: Part 1/Part 2/Part 3/Part 4/Part 5A/5B/5C’)

You stood side stage, smiling as you watched Chris, Anthony, and Sebastian interact with their fans. It was such a joy to be there observing the panel, yet another thing you’d always wanted to do but never thought you would have the chance to. Like befriending Chris, dating Chris, being engaged to Chris, and soon- marrying Chris. You were definitely a lucky one in seven billion; you were slowly checking off everything on your bucket list, both realistic and unrealistic goals. Your gaze refocused on your soon-to-be husband and your smile widened because it was because of him that you were getting everything you’d ever dreamed of.

He carried a love for you so strong, and had so much faith in you that he’d do anything for you. If your dream was to fly to the moon, he’d build a rocket ship and sit alongside you on the journey. He’d told you that a thousand times, and every time you’d believe him. His offer was always genuine, as was his love, faith, trust, and pride. You were a being unlike any other and you possessed a talent he knew would become a world wide phenomenon. It wouldn’t be long until you checked off ‘become a screenwriter’ and 'win an Oscar’, but that was Chris’ words and not yours. You were sure it was going to be ten years at least, considering you were still a student and being recognized as just Chris Evans’ fiancée. Now that wasn’t a bad thing to be recognized as, you were proud to be just Chris Evans’ fiancée; if that was all you could achieve in this lifetime, you’d be absolutely contented and at peace with yourself.

“Chris.” You tuned back into the panel when you heard Max- the host- mention Chris’ name. “I think we owe you a congratulations.” The whole crowd erupted in applause and cheers; both you and Chris immediately smiled, knowing exactly where it was going. “You’re engaged, man. That’s-” The applause and cheers increased in excitement and volume. “Yeah!” Max egged it on, clapping. You chuckled when you saw Anthony and Sebastian do the same, nudging a blushing Chris and patting him on the back. “Congratulations, dude. That is awesome news, we are so happy for you.”

“Thanks,” Chris chuckled into the microphone, dropping his gaze as he grinned to hide his obvious excitement. He may not have enjoyed talking about his relationships before, but with you- he wanted to tell the whole world about you. He was secretly glad Anthony blurted out his engagement news because he didn’t think he could, or wanted to keep it a secret until you graduated. Now as you stood watching him, and seeing how happy he was when they mentioned the engagement- you were glad the world knew too. “It’s exciting, yeah. I’m very, very excited.”

“For those who don’t know who Chris is engaged to, her name is Y/N Y/L/N. I had the pleasure of meeting her backstage,” Max said and Chris nodded, smiling as he threw a quick glance at you; you smiled and gave him a small wave. “And she is lovely, I genuinely enjoyed talking to her.” Chris’ smile widened because he had the same first impression when he met you at the airport. “She’s also very mature for her young age of twenty, I’d even say she’s more mature than you.”

“Max, buddy. You realize she’s watching this right?” Chris laughed, drawing laughter from the whole room. “Yeah, she is. She’s got a very old soul, she’s very old school type of girl. And I love it, it’s one of my favorite things about her.”

“Why’s that?” Max quizzed.

“I just feel like it allows us to have a similar mindset, of what we want in our relationship and in life in general. We don’t have a lot of big disagreements, we argue about stupid things like- who’s the better baseball team. God, I tell you- if she doesn’t ditch her Yankees cap soon,” he glanced over at you and you chuckled, tugging at said Yankees cap.

“The Yankees are the best team,” Sebastian piped up, earning a few cheers and jeers from the audience. “She’s keeping the hat, and I’m sending her a lifetime supply of Yankees merchandise as a wedding gift.” You and Chris laughed. “I’m not kidding, Chris. I will, so prepare yourself.”

“Whatever,” Chris chuckled then continued with his previous statement. “Anyway, as I was saying. It’s hard to find someone who wants the same thing, or just a long term thing in general. I feel like people, especially at her age, they just want something fun and casual. Which yeah, it’s great until you get to my age and find yourself still alone.” The crowd voiced their agreements. “We both agree that relationships these days are moving at a speed we’re not familiar with, or particularly fond of. With modern technology and the evolution that comes with each new generation, there’s a shift in the dynamics of what a relationship should be like. I- we both like to keep things- y'know, traditional. Get married, have kids- the works. It’s nice to meet someone who wants the same thing, it’s refreshing. She’s…” He looked over at you, smiling, “she’s just perfect and I love her.”

The whole crowd lost it at that, letting a wave of “awwww” cascade through the room. Chris grinned as he turned back to the supportive audience. It was nice to be able to share what he thought of you, and his love for you with other people. Yes, he was an incredibly private person who hated talking about his love life. But that was then, he was different now. Now he could’ve talked about you for hours with any fan, or at any interview. He could proudly and assertively tell the world that he was engaged to the most amazing and beautiful girl he’d ever met, as well as help them fall in-love with you as he had.

“Do you think she’ll join us on stage if we ask very nicely?” Max quizzed, and all four guys looked over at you with inviting grins; you shook your head at them with widened eyes. “If you don’t know who we’re looking at, we’re looking at Y/N who is standing side stage. What do you say, guys? Would you like to meet Captain America’s fiancé?”

You felt the butterflies in your stomach get trampled by a herd of elephants when you heard the crowd start cheering, and chanting your name. You shook your head at Chris, who was chuckling. He saw you start to turn and leave, and quickly jumped up and ran to grab you by the waist. He pulled your back into his front and whispered into you ear, “remember on the plane when you said, 'I’ll be there for you if things get too overwhelming’?” You winced, wishing you hadn’t said that; you knew when you said it it would bite you in the butt later. “Things are getting a little overwhelming out there and I’d love it if you joined me,” he told you as he spun you around and took your hand.

“Chris, I don’t want to go out there,” you steadied your stance, fighting against his pull. “Please don’t make me go out there.” You begged then chuckled softly when he did. “There are so many people out there, majority of them are fan girls who probably hate me for marrying their celebrity crush. I can’t go out there, they’re only being nice now because you’re here. I don’t want to say something or do something that will make them attack me when you’re not around.”

“Stop being so paranoid,” he laughed. “I’m always going to be here for you, Y/N. And it’s time you learn how to deal with big crowds, you’re going to have to do that when you enter the Hollywood industry.” You sighed because you knew he was right. “Come on, nothing you do or say will make them hate you. If their celebrity crush adores you then-” he smiled when he saw you smile, “you bet your cute little butt that they’re going to adore you too.”

“Don’t let go of my hand,” you ordered in a tone that told him you were going to join them on stage. Chris chuckled and nodded, entwining his fingers with yours. He walked, gently tugging you alongside him. “Oh my God,” you breathed when you walked into view; the crowd cheered. “I hate you so much.” You murmured to Chris without taking the nervous smile from your face.

“Give the love of my life a hand, everybody,” Chris instructed then kissed the side of your head as the crowd did as he asked. You chuckled softly, taking everything in before you lifted a hand to give the crowd a small wave. “Isn’t she absolutely beautiful?” Chris quizzed, then shared a love-sick smile with you.

Another wave of “awwww” cascaded around the room, which quickly turned into laughter when Anthony called out, “oh, get a room,” in a teasing tone. You and Chris turned to him, laughing softly. Both Anthony and Sebastian, as well as everyone in the room, fell in-love with the two of you. It was so obvious you were irrevocably and irretrievably in-love with the other, so much so that the hatred and the jealousy that some in the crowd possessed faded. Chris was meant to be with you, and you him; one could reject that notion, but there was simply no denying it.

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BTS when you call them in fear because there are noises coming from your kitchen.

BTS when  they are at practice and you call them in fear because you hear noises from your kitchen but you’re supposed to be alone at home.


(serious af) “Someone’s in my kitchen, you said? Ok, if that person touches anything, he or she is dead. That idiot should run.”

(sorry not sorry)


“Baby, last time you said that, you just wanted me to come home. And the other time, it was Jin filming surprise Eat Jin.” (Comes home anyways because he loves you and just can’t say no to you.)


“Ok, jagi. Stay cool and hide somewhere. Jeon Cena will hurry and chase the robber away.” (Doesn’t really think there is a robber since he knows the cat loves to climb around in the kitchen, but still runs home, just in case.)


  • *freaks out*
  • *calls police, FBI, Jeon Cena, Arnold Schwarzenegger and Chuck Norris*
  • *freaks out again*
  • (You end up trying to calm him down)



Instantly worried af, tells you to not move. He would also call the police and try to calm you down.

“Everythings fine, darling. Remember that time, when I tripped over…. ”


Outside: “Euh… Stay at your room, don’t make a sound. I’m on my way.” (tries to be manly)

Inside: “How the hell am I supposed to tell her that I accidently locked the dog in the kitchen?”


On the outside, he would stay calm so you wouldn’t freak out more. But on the inside he would be a mess, scared that there was a robber in your kitchen and you will get hurt. “Stay calm, jagi, I’ll be there soon. I’ll call the police, just in case.”

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So, this was my reaction. Pls don’t forget that you can always request a reaction for Monsta X, Got7, BTS, Exo (max 5 members)! Just  message me until I figured this whole ask box thingy out haha X’D Have a nice day ^^ (Also, I’m planning on doing selca ships. If you like, you could send me a selca per message right away, any group.)

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8 $ commissions or donate-how-much-you-can and receive drawing/sketch (will be donated to boyfriend’s family)

As my followers probably know, about a month ago, my boyfriend and his family suffered a great loss: the death of his father in Finland, where he was working. He died in his sleep.

He was a very kind man, rough at times, mostly because he didn’t want to show weakness so he could be strong for everyone else, even though he was close to losing his mental sanity at times. These people only knew hard times, but at least they had each other. Up until now.

Apart from the emotional suffering, they were left in a horrible situation, financially speaking. My boyfriend was born with Ventricular septal defect (VSD) and his family had to pay for his medication, and later for his heart surgeries at age 7. They had to sell their house in order to pay for everything. 

They had to work hard to pay their debt, and up to this day they are still paying. Now his mother is left without her main source of support, her husband. His mother earns a ~255 $ salary, which is not enough to sustain the family: herself, and her two children, my boyfriend and his 10 year old sister.

My mother promised to help with a little donation, but she’s not a very generous woman, and a difficult person, so I think I will try to help by myself.

I therefore want to open commissions. Most of the money will be donated to his family, to help pay for the funeral, repatriation (costing 5000 euros- a fortune, basically)

I will do 8 $ commissions that will have my trademark “sketchy” lineart, and color added. Additional characters will be 8$ as well, considering the relatively low price I start with anyway. Also, if you want to donate, any sum helps, and I’ll do drawings/sketches for anything you donate as thanks.

I’ll draw a headshot or waist up by default, with a blank background. If you want something else please specify, though I’d rather keep this format- these are really busy days and full body drawings take way longer, for me at least.


Just send me a message stating what you’re interested in. I will reply as soon as possible and will probably finish each drawing in max. ~3 days, since the funeral is on Sunday, March 12. 

Thank you.

Prompt time; Drunk phoebe sends Max a text and soon regrets it

Hey guys so I just posted a prompt on here and I’m re posting it so its on my page and not just a reblog. I really tried and hope it came out somewhat decent. Anyway, here it is again. Let me know what you guys think on THIS post. The print is from OTP prompts “Person A has a crush on Person B and drunk texts them then the next day trys to get person B’s phone to erase the text. This is my take on it with a twist

Word count : I have no fucking clue lol

The morning sun shone through the blinds, Illuminating the room awakening her out of a deep sleep. Her head pounding, the room still spinning. She quenches her extreme thirst with the big cup of water sitting on the nightstand to the right. She throws a pillow over her face blocking out the sun, tossing and turning hoping to fall back asleep, to no avail. “Ugh fine I’m up I’m up!” She groggily sits up accepting the sun rays of defeat.

Reaching for her phone she checks the messages and notifications until she comes across a text she sent to someone last night, clicking and opening said text her eyes grow wide at the realization. “Oh shit!”

Last nights events came peering back through her mind, what she hoped would be a blur like water on ink suddenly came back clear in full. She had made the biggest mistake of her life.

She was a good girl, always did the right thing (most of the time), and never really got into too much trouble that was her other half’s job. Her night started out like any other, she went to her besties, they met up with the guys, then things got intoxicating.

Oyster walks in 36 pack in hand. “let the party begin.” he smiles opening the box passing them around. She didn’t want to be an outcast, and maybe she was a little curious about the taste. “You’re gonna drink? you do know that’s beer, as in alcohol right?” Her annoying womb mate questions shocked to see Phoebe of all people with a cold beer in her hand. “shut up Max, I am very aware of what it is and I wanted to try it. Can’t be a good girl forever.” She lowers her eyes seductively using his signature facial expression against him before taking a drink catching him by surprise among other things he may or may not have felt. “Alright,” he puts his arms up surrendering to her answer. “cheers.”
he smirks raising his beer to her. She rams her can into his “cheers” she smiles before finishing her first of many drin.

The group sat around still drinking beers and having a good time catching a nice buzz talking nonsense. They door opens in comes the foreign drummer of their former band followed by the overly hormonal engraged keyboard player, do I even have to say his name? “Wolfgang!” announcing himself holding a handle of some other type of alcoholic beverage. “You guys ready to get giddy?” he wiggles his eyebrows smiling creepyly. “Trust me no ones getting giddy tonight, we’re getting fucked up my friend.” Max smacks his shoulder moving past him grabbing the bottle from him.

One beer turned into 2 turned into 3, ending in a handle of rum and a room full of plastered teenagers.

Re entering the room with shot glasses in hand. the alcholol starts pouring, She brings the small glass to her lips studying the dark liquid inside and getting a wiff that tingles her nose. “Dont smell it just drink it ” he instructs her. Complying she gulps it down as the others do. The rum burns it’s way down esophagus into her stomach. A warm sensation taking over. Suddenly she became hot and dizzy. She was drunk.

The night went on, shots continued until she could no longer see straight. she stumbles down the dark hallway, she runs into someone along the way. “Pheebs you okay?” He asks her with genuine concern. “Yeah yeah I’m fine I just,” she heaves unable to finish her sentence rushing into the bathroom where she empties the contents of her stomach falling to her knees. He follows behind pulling her hair back “that’s it just let it out” he awkwardly rubs a hand on her back. “Went a little overboard tonight huh?” She laughs. “I just wanted to have fun and let loose for once” she responds before putting her face back in the toilet. “You’re never gonna let me live this down are you?” She stands to her feet facing him. “If you play your cards right I just might.” She stares blankly. “Kidding, don’t worry this happens to everyone it’s not a big deal. He smiles. she smiles back.

They stay frozen in place, looking into each others eyes until he breaks the silence. “Uh, we should probably get back out there, and I I promised Allison I’d call her.” hearing that name pierced her heart in a way she couldn’t even explain. “oh yeah, yeah let’s go.” She proceeds to walk with him. “Actually, you know what you go ahead I’ll be out in a few minutes realizing she needed to clean up before leaving the bathroom. “You sure?” He felt an all of a sudden need to be with her. “ yeah I’ll be fine.” She smiled. “Okay if you’re not out in 5 minutes I’m coming back.” he walked off.

She stands in front of the sink looking at her reflection before her. Rinsing her mouth a face before heading back out in the living room. The “party” ended and everyone was passed out, everyone except her.

Unable to sleep she grabs her phone until she lands on a contact, she hits the text button and begins typing, sober thoughts takeover her drunken mind.

Heyy, youbpronably aren’t awake, but I just wanted to say thanks for helping me earlier
I didn’t get to tell you before bevaue you just had to call your little girlfriend why are you even with her to begin with? She’s a lunatic and you don’t even see her mosft of the time. she droesn’t need you like I do, she doesn’t love you like I do. I know I’ve never said it because how the hell can I? I love you Max like love love you. More than she ever couldd its unfair to hidge my feelinhs ncjfk. I’m sorry if I’m being rude I just really wanted you to knoe.

Once she hit send there was no turning back. she passed out as soon as her hands released her phone.

*End of flashback*

“Omg no no no I have to get his phone!” She jumped out of the bed, running down the hallway looking for him only to see him asleep sprawled out half way off the couch and on the floor. She tried using her telekenisis to get his phone, but he was laying on it. She hovered over him trying to reach for it. Stirring in his sleep
Her eyes widen, brows scrunch together as he grabs her in the process, holding her tight in his arms grinning in his sleep stroking her hair. she trys to reach for his phone seeing the message icon and lets out a sigh of relief.

Trying break free of his grip she squeezes her eyes shut hoping he was still Asleep which he was, but not for long. He woke up with her nearly on top of him. “Phoebe, what the hell are you doing?!” He didn’t let her go. “I uhh, well I was trying to get your phone cause I I thought it was mine, yeah I can’t find it must have lost it last night have you seen it?” nice going phoebe that’s real believable she thought to herself. “You thought this was your phone? Why would I have your phone?” He was confused not to mention still trying to wake up. Realizing he was still holding her waist he quickly let go. “Sorry” he rubbed his hand over his face. “Its okay” she blushed looking away.

The remainder of the day she would glance over whenever he was on his phone hoping he still didn’t see her text. She sits on the swing in the backyard not knowing what to do. Feeling the swing shift she looks to her left to see someone sitting next to her. “Hey, what are you doing back here? And when the hell did we even get this thing? He looks up at the bars above their heads.

“Max what would you do if you made a huge mistake and there was no way to fix it?” She finally spoke in desperation. “Hmm depends what the mistake was,” he answered. his eyes lit up at what she had said
“what’d you do?” He smiles excitedly asking almost in a sing song tone. “Well, I can’t exactly tell you let’s just say it will change everything if a certain someone finds out, and I dont know if I can face that.” her stomach was in knots could also be the hangover, but the problem she was facing definitely had been to blame.

They stayed silent for a few moments until he came to a realization; He knew. “Well I guess I would face the situation head on, maybe talk to the person or use the brain melt that will solve your problem.” he mentally smacked himself for basically giving her the idea to erase his memory. Way to go Max. “On second thought, the brain melt’s a bad idea don’t do that.” He quickly changed his response.

“ I can’t talk to yo- THEM about it, it will ruin everything and I just I’m such an idiot, he will hate me forever and, wait why do you care? Why are you even talking to me about this shouldn’t you be with Allison? I mean you didn’t see her last night or the night before that or-” He grabs her face in his hands, his lips cut her off. their mouths open and close over, under, and against each others moving perfectly in sync she puts her hand on his arm, moving closer he slowly slides his tounge in her mouth, she mimicks his actions tilting her head slightly to the right, their tounges dance in each others mouths,the push and pull of the kiss like waves of the ocean, the feeling of pure ecstasy rushes through their bodies as the kiss deepened. He takes her bottom lip between his teeth tugging slightly, his for head resting against her, his gaze falling into her big dark brown Irises. Her lips recaptured in his milliseconds later. A loud smack escapes their separating lips.

“Wait, Max we can’t do this” she breathed heavily. ‘Here we go’ he thought to himself rolling his eyes. “What about Allison?” She finished. Not what he was expecting he thought for sure the words following would be of what they are doing is wrong, and blah blah, typical phoebe but damn was he wrong. She wanted it just as much as he did. She was even the first to say it. “I broke up with her last night ” he played a piece of her hair. “You did?” she was shocked to say,the least. “Mhmm” He nodded his head. “Why?” Never did she think Max would have broken up with his girlfriend who had been crazy about. “Well, she’s a Lunatic, I don’t even see her most of the time, and she doesn’t love me like you do.” He spoke softly knowing exactly what he was doing. Her eyes widend, slightly horrified that he had in fact seen her slurred text from the night before.

“Plus it’s unfair for you to hidge your feelings.” He playfully adds leaning in smiling into her lips “shut up” she smacks his arm lightly smiling back until their lips met again.

Well there it is guys, only took 3 ½ hours lol. I added a twist and changed up the ending a bit I’m going to post the other ending to see which one works better. Hope you liked it.

A Simple Mission

It was supposed to be a simple mission.

“I’ll be back in the morning,” he remembered you saying as you put on your mission suit.

“Can’t Nat or Wanda go instead? I just got back and I missed you,” he said as he walked over and hugged you from behind. He buried his head in the crook of your neck and inhaled the sweet scent of you. He placed small kisses along your neck, causing you to laugh and turn towards him. You wrapped your arms around his neck and ran your hands through his hair. He always loved when you did that.

“I missed you too James, but Natasha and Wanda are on their own mission. They should be here soon, but it wouldn’t be fair to send them off again. I just gotta go in, get some intel and get out. Simple babe. 12 hours max,” you said and kissed him on the lips. He cupped your face, trying to deepen the kiss and make you stay. You knew what he was doing so pulled back. He rested his forehead on yours.

“Fine, but you owe me when you get back,” he said as he had kissed your forehead.

You gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before heading out the door. “I love you,” you called out to him.

“I love you too,” he called back. He smiled even though you were gone. He was so happy he had found you and got you before anyone else had the chance.

He decided to get some sleep, and walked to the shared bedroom you two had. He flopped onto the perfectly made bed that you had left. No matter what, you always made the bed. You couldn’t stand sleeping in an unmade bed. He often joked with you, saying that if the apartment caught fire, you would stay and make the bed before leaving. He fell asleep quickly, not relaxing how tired he was from is latest mission.

He usually didn’t sleep well when you weren’t there, and would constantly wake up and check his phone for any messages from you. Tonight though, he slept peacefully. He didn’t wake up a single time until the next morning around 10.

He rolled over, expecting you to be there since he had slept in so late. He grasped at nothing but air so he opened his eyes. Your side of the bed was still perfectly flat and cold, meaning that you still weren’t home. He sat up and reached for his phone, expecting a message from you saying that you were going to be late. He saw a missed call from you around 5 in the morning and a voicemail. He put it on speaker and listened as he made the bed.

“Hey James,” you voice emitted from the phone. “I’m on my way home. Told you it would be simple. I’ll see you in a couple hours. I love−−−.” That was it, your voice was cut off and his stomach dropped. He had a horrible feeling that something was wrong. He grabbed the phone, his hands shaking as he tried to call you back.

“I’m sorry the number you have dialed is not available. Please try again,” the automated voice called. He tried again and again getting the same message and becoming more and more worried.

“Fuck!” he yelled and threw the phone across the room. He was freaking out, thinking the worse, until he heard the front door start to unlock. He ran into the front room, as the door opened, only it wasn’t you there waiting for him. It was Steve.

“No,” he shook his head and breathed out. He knew that they would only send Steve over here to tell him bad news. If it was something else, he would have just got called in.

“Bucky,” Steve said softly as he made his way across the room, gently closing the door behind him. His eyes were glazed over, making him look like he was in a trance.

“No, don’t say it,” Bucky’s voice cracked. He could feel the tears building up behind his eyes. “Don’t you dare tell me she’s gone.” His heart was breaking, his skin felt like he was on fire, and his stomach felt like it was being twisted into knots.

“She was flying back. She was shot down. By the time someone could find her location she was gone,” Steve said as gently as he could.

Bucky couldn’t take it anymore. His knees gave out and he fell to the floor. Steve was at his side in an instant and wrapped his arms around his best friend. The tears he had been holding back were let loose. He felt like he couldn’t breathe, like the air had been sucked from his lungs and he wailed. His shoulders were racked with sobs, as Steve tried his best to hold his friend and his own silent tears trailed down his face. As if losing you wasn’t enough, the devastation it had caused Bucky was unbearable.

“If they…someone got, to to to her sooner…could she… would she have… made it ,” he choked out.

“Bucky,” Steve said softly.

“Dammit Steve, tell me,” he said through gritted teeth.

“She had bandaged herself the best she could. Maybe they could have but−−−.”

“She called….she called me. I, I didn’t answer. The one time…I could have…I should have…she would have been here,” Bucky choked out.

“You don’t know that.” Steve knew Bucky was never going to forgive himself.

“I do. I do know.”

Small Holding 'Event'

Hello everyone! So because no spirits are up for adoption due to the weird schedule and if I put another one up, I wouldnt be able to do much with it because I leave Thursday and I need 3 days to adopt out spirits. Also, I can’t handle more than 10 applications due to finals so the spirit adoptions are both closed. As you can tell, we are in a small pickle. So in order to make up for this, we are going to hold a Small, fun daily event to hold off until Thursday (it’s only 2 days (Tuesday and Wednesday) please don’t be mad ;-;). So there is that. The first event will be posted soon! If you have any questions please send in an ask!

-Mod Max

WE’RE BACK here to answer some of the asks but in the meantime please send us more.

Note: Currently only Jimmy and Timmy from Nu: Awakening au (by Mod Max ) is available to answer. The other Nicktoons Unite team ( by Mod Z ) from another dimension is  busy ;;.. They will be back soon though, don’t worry about it..

I’m promise I will be as active as I can here haha

Without further ado, let the fun begin :D

- Mod Max

anonymous asked:


I’m sorry for using screencaps from some of my own videos, but let’s start with the subtleties and move on to the obvious later!

First, Nathan smiles at Max and gives her a very back-handed compliment (”At least you were smart enough to keep your big mouth shut in the Principal’s office”) – but I’m thinking this is probably as genuinely nice as Nathan will ever be to “an enemy” like Max, lol

You can watch the whole conversation below… uh, only pay attention to the left side for Caulscott, haha:

Meanwhile, Max can actually also smile at him in the same scene (if you go idle for long enough):

Second, Nathan is the only one to look at Max when she talks:

Third, Max said she could “never hate” Nathan in cut audio. Please bear in mind this wasn’t cut due to a change in Max’s character, but because the asset it was attached to was deleted. This audio was originally one of Max’s thoughts she’d read aloud when looking at Nathan’s jacket in episode 5 after David saves you from the darkroom… except DONTNOD deleted the jacket in the final game.

You can listen to it below:

But if for some reason you can’t, here’s the transcript:

Max: If Nathan had more help, more support, this might have gone a different way… I think about him chilling out on the grass in the other timeline… I hate what he did, but… I can’t hate him.

There was also a second deleted audio I didn’t include in the video:

Max, looking at Nathan’s letter to Jefferson (also deleted – read below): Poor Nathan… Jefferson definitely should have burned this letter.

The letter:

Fourth, the person Nathan chose to essentially send his suicide message to was Max (skip to 0:28 of the video below, if you somehow haven’t heard this message yet… the transcript:

Nathan: Max, it’s Nathan… I just wanted to say… I’m sorry. I didn’t wanna hurt Kate, or Rachel or– I didn’t wanna hurt anybody. Everybody… used me. Mr Jefferson… is coming for me now… All this shit will be over soon… Watch out, Max. He wants to hurt you next… Sorry… )

He’s willing to sacrifice his last moments for Max – not Jefferson, his real father, his mother, his sister (whom Nathan had a very close relationship with at one point it seems: read below), Victoria (his supposed BFF), the police, or anyone else who might care for Nathan… but Max, a girl who he has known for about 4 days, and who has hated him since day 1.

I don’t know if Nathan believes Max likes him too. Nathan may just believe she is most deserving of his apologies – which still doesn’t do bad for the Max-Nathan relationship!

It’s also especially worth pointing out that Nathan still trusts Max with his confession most even if she let Warren beat him half-to-death, something that surely led partly to Nathan’s demise, his inability to fight against Jefferson (although as I said, this message seemed pretty damn suicidal anyway).

Fifth, skip to 0:13 of the above video. I’m not sure how much of the nightmare scene is true, especially the ending diner segment (which is most likely to be real), but Nathan says the following to Max if you stand by him and listen to Victoria first:

Nathan: Max, I’m… truly… I truly am sorry for being such a bastard, I… You would’ve been cool to hang out with. I just don’t want everybody else to suffer like me.

Sixth, Nathan put up a pic of Max in his room:

And if you haven’t seen the official explanations behind this…

(Originally posted by @nathanprescottfucker)

(Originally posted by @whatevahthefuck)

Basically, Nathan is hella obsessed and hella “in lust”, as Jefferson puts it ;D

Seventh, basically this entire post:


It’s my own explanation of his actions towards Max, how he doesn’t just like her because she’s “innocent”, and how he actually likes bad girls anyway (like our girl Rachel ;D) I’d re-quote it here, but that post is as long as this one and I don’t want to drown your dashboards in Caulscott forever, as nice as that may seem XD (now I’m just getting obnoxiously cocky)

And those are your seven reasons to sin, folks!

EDIT: How could I forget the eight reason?

Eight, in the alternate timeline, Max and Nathan are friends!

Nathan also expresses explicit worry for Max, apparently, according to Victoria’s texts:

Clearly then they’re capable of being friends, and maybe they’re capable of being more, especially if Nathan had “more help, more support”… I wonder if he found that in Max in the alt!timeline?

Ask box is currently closed ^ ^''

I put it in my description but since asks are still coming in I’ll make a separate post. I’ve gotten over 50 asks and I’m in the middle of writing a minific right now, I’m not going to wait until the entire thing is empty but I would like to minimize that number before receiving more. Thank you all for understanding, I’m hoping to have it open up in a few days, end of the week max c: keep your asks in mind because I will gladly answer them soon! Also, just so you all know, I DO keep a count down in my description for how many more asks I have left to answer until it reopens, it’s currently at 40, but I’ll have a lot of spare time over the next few days.

Feel free to send in friendly asks, still! Just, please refrain from any imagines for the time being. Thank you!


“(Y/N)?” When you heard your brother calling out for you, you looked up.

He had really become tall, you thought while looking at Alec.
You were really gone for too long this time, going from one mission to the next, always just stopping in Idris, but never New York. The relationship with your parents had never been good, so as soon you were old enough to leave the institute you left, only visiting when your parents weren’t around.

“Do you need something Alec?”, you asked a little bit concerned. It seemed that a lot was going on in the Institute and he was the one in charge, even with being still so young. 

“I’m just… I’m not sure what to do. I don’t know what Mom and Dad would do”, he explained his problem and looked really frustrated.

You never were a leading person, one of the reasons your parents never seemed proud of you.

“Who cares what they would do”, you replied. “They aren’t here. They left you in charge. So just listen to your inner voice and do what you think is the right thing.”

Alec seemed not all too sure in the beginning but soon his face lightened up.
“You’re right. Thank you (y/n).”

“Hey. I’m your big brother. Maybe I am not here a lot but you can always send me a fire message or call me. If you need me I’ll be here as fast as I can.”

To strengthen your statement you pulled your brother to you and hugged him.
Maybe your parents weren’t important to you but your siblings, Alec, Izzy, Max and even Jace, meant everything to you.

Send me your requests ^^
You can find all my Imagines here   

//So I had a thought at work, and it’s kind of a wish list sort of thing. I kinda wanna thread where Max has a pen pal of sorts while he’s in jail, like maybe there’s a program of some kind where people can volunteer to write prisoners or something. And I want these two to have been sending letters back and forth for the majority of the times he’s in there, and then his last letter is basically telling them that he’s getting out soon and that he’d like to meet them if they were okay with that and going from there.

It doesn’t even have to be a shippy thing. It can be someone he ends up being really good friends with too. I dunno, I like the idea of him having more than just his brother to talk to ya know?

anonymous asked:


Hello lovely! Also i just wanted to add this edit i made that goes along with this

Send me an ask with your favorite SKAM character/pairing and I’ll write a little drabble for you :)

Sana had never felt anything like this before, ever.

She and Eva decided to hang out in Eva’s room because the rest of the girls were busy. Chris and Vilde were out partying with the Former-Pepsi-Max girls, and Noora was having a movie night with Eskild and Linn.

Eva had gotten them a bowl of grapes to snack on while they watched Orange is the New Black on Netflix. Soon, Eva’s head was resting on Sana’s shoulder, and her hand on Sana’s leg.

Again, Sana had never felt anything like this before. Ever.

Any time Eva would say something, she would say it softly, into Sana’s ear- as if it were a secret, as if she were trying to make a shiver run up Sana’s spine. And Sana looked at her- her soft eyelashes, her long hair falling over her shoulders, her soft, pink lips- and realized that more than anything she just wanted to kiss her right now.

But she can’t. And she knows she can’t, because it would ruin everything and her friendships were already shaky and she didn’t want to make anything stranger than it was and-

And that’s when Eva kissed her. Softly, and gently, testing for a reaction.

And Sana kissed her back.

And that’s how they ended up meeting in Eva’s room every Saturday night, her bed being a prime place to cuddle and watch Netflix together until Eva falls asleep on Sana’s lap, Sana stroking her fingers through Eva’s hair.

And that’s how they ended up at a party a few months later, Eva’s arm around Sana, talking to Isak and Even about how weird coming out to your friends can be.

Which is how they ended up standing in front of the girls, Sana the brave spokesperson.

“Eva and I are….together,” she hesitated, Eva watching the girls’ reactions from over Sana’s shoulder.

Vilde squealed. “A little lesbian couple, right here at Nissen! How cozy!” They all laughed, and Chris coined the ship name Evana, and Sana was happier than ever to have her girl, and her girls.

Show Chapter | Archive of Our Own
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Title: Moi Podsolnechnik
Pairing: rusame (Russia/America)
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: None
Summary: Seeking to unite two kingdoms, a young prince is offered as marital tribute, accepted, and sent away from the only home he has ever known. His spouse-to-be, a known brute, struggles to accept the fact that he must now care for another human being.

hi everyone!!

okay so for the past two months or so i have been working on this rusame fic, and i’ve just been a bit too embarrassed to actually link it here on tumblr. but i’ve gotten over it, and so here it is!! 

there’s currently 5 chapters up, and i’m working on the 6th right now. if anyone has any questions about it, feel free to send me an ask, and feel free to follow me for updates on it and such.

coming soon will be a big long post explaining a bunch of stuff about the universe!

i hope yall enjoy!!

I’ve seen theories that the party magnus is hosting is in celebration of Max’s first rune so:

- imagine izzy, alec and jace trying to find somewhere to have a celebration for max because they’re not allowed to have it at the institute since max wants magnus, simon and luke there and the clave have put a ban on having downworlders in the institute.
- (also can you imagine max complaining because it’s not fair that he missed the wedding and hasn’t got to meet magnus yet. it’s also not fair that he hasn’t met luke or simon who he’s particularly excited about because they share the love for comics)
- anyway so eventually izzy asks magnus to host it because 1) his loft is big enough and 2) he throws the best parties and her little brother deserves the best.
- so magnus sets it up, angelic rune ice sculpture and everything and all the lightwoods are in awe because the place looks gorgeous.
- so when max walks in, he’s all excited because this whole party is for him but then as soon as he spots magnus, his excitement bubbles even more because this is the guy who makes his brother so happy.
- I can just imagine magnus walking up to max, telling him he’s heard so much about him, asking him about his new rune.
- and max automatically likes him because he doesn’t treat him like a kid and actually talks to him instead of talks at him.
- but he likes him even more when he sees the way magnus places a hand on Alec’s back in comfort or sends him a soft smile whenever he catches his eye
- so max decides he doesn’t have to give Magnus the “don’t hurt my brother” talk just yet
- when he meets luke, he keeps asking him about what it’s like to lead the New York pack and luke finds it so endearing and it’s clear max’s siblings did a good job of raising max to not be as prejudice towards downworlders as they were forced to be
- Max catches clary and simon in the middle of a conversation about the avengers which he immediately tugs at Simon’s jacket sleeve “you must be simon!! my brother told me you called him captain america, good job! it took him ages to understand what you meant by it”
- simon is instantly happy because someone finds him funny and he thinks max might just be his favourite lightwood.
- you can 100% bet that alec, izzy and jace are a bit emotional when max shows them his rune because this is their baby brother except he’s not a baby anymore, he’s growing up.
- honestly, izzy is pulling max into random hugs all night, jace is ruffling Max’s hair every chance he gets, alec is giving max piggy back rides.
- max keeps complaining about how annoying they are but they can’t help it “let us just enjoy you being a kid for a little while longer”
- (not gonna lie magnus would probably make max take photos with the ice sculpture seeing as its shaped as the same rune max has got. in fact he probably ropes all the lightwoods into it)

Vortex Club Energy

Fandom: Life is Strange
Pairing: Grahamfield (Max Caulfield/Warren Graham)
Rating: Uh… T? M? It doesn’t go all the way, but there’s a sexually charged situation I guess you could call it? I’m embarrassed, don’t look at me. It might be worth mentioning that no clothing is removed.
Warnings: I’m such trash I only remembered this while making this post but Warren is under-age for the US… whoops… if that upsets you, turn back now. Also, I might have implied that alcohol is involved but that’s up to interpretation.
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