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Sehun | Oh Sehun

One Day

You attend your sister’s wedding with your boyfriend Sehun - along with his group members - and you begin to think about your future.

Fortunately Intoxicated

A very drunk Sehun comes to say something very important and over due to you.

Truth or Dare (M)

You’re playing ‘Truth or Dare’ with your best friend Sehun and he’s determined to get you to admit that you like him

A While Now

You are EXO’s stylist noona and the boys are constantly trying to hint Sehun’s huge crush on you

Practically Perfect

Your best friend keeps insisting for you to date her boyfriends friend and you refuse to meet him. Little do you know that fate had exactly that planned for you…

Just Hold Me

(University AU)Sehun gets back from a long day of classes and all he wants to do is come to your dorm room and cuddle.

New Butterflies

(High School AU) You are in a detention with your best friend Sehun - who actually decided to show up to one for the first time - and things seem a little different whilst shelving the books.

Confession Confusion  

(High School AU) You are determined to find out who Sehun likes even though you have feelings for him yourself.

Possessive Trait

(High School AU) You are grouped up with Jongdae and Baekhyun during Chemistry and Sehun can’t help but feel a little neglected *cough* Jealous *cough* when you hang out with the boys 

No Promises  

(High School AU) The popular Sehun asks for help with homework and gets your number and ends up falling for you as he spends time with you in classes

Overlooked Efforts

(Harry Potter AU) You claim to be not jealous of Sehun’s new study accomplice, deciding to make him jealous in revenge. Well that ends well…

Game Day

(Harry Potter AU) The star player of Slytherin -who also happens to be your boyfriend- is intently waiting for you to watch him at his Quiditch game, but you’re unsure whether to go or not.

Every Step of the Way - Baby Steps - Daddy Daughter Day - Morning Routine

(Parenthood AU) New dad Sehun is more than a little nervous and hesitant of his father skills, so you have to reassure him of how great of a dad he is.

Not -so-Secret Date

I let out a little giggle as he looked up at me flashing me that charming smile of his. I began running my fingers through his scalp as he continued to watch me with pure adoration in his eyes

Because I Love You

Maybe a highly appreciative boyfriend is something we all deserve, I’m just really lucky I have one…

Tree Topper

“I wish we could stay like this forever Y/N” He seriously sighed into my neck, as I reached down and ran my fingers through his soft locks, nodding in agreement.

Pin Me Down

“Come on Y/N, I was actually hoping for some competition” He cockily smirked, hovering over me as I rolled my eyes for the billionth time during the fight.

Tracing Patterns

I let a small smile take over my lips before slowly turning in his arms, which still didn’t stop his subconscious actions.

Hold me Close

I let out a little sigh before removing my hand, and finally looking up at his bare upper-half, just to flash him a tired smile before shutting my eyes again.

Unwind (M)

He sighed a little in content, and I continued to play with his locks in the attempt of relieving some of the stress from the day.

Leave a Mark (M)

Deciding to take matters into my own hands, I tucked my head into the crook of his neck and let out a little sigh.

Something New

I cut off his pointless rambling as I placed my small hands on his cheeks and pulled him into a kiss to reassure him of my happiness

Surprise Arrivals

I couldn’t help but marvel at her hopes of seeing him so soon. Missing him was one of the hardest things for her, yet she fought through it like the strong girl Sehun and I raised her to be.

Sunrise Serenity (M)

 I lightly leaned my back against his bare chest as he placed his head snugly into the crook of my neck, and I continued to now quietly hum the words.

Shut Up and Kiss Me 

I pulled away unwillingly and giggled as he leant his head back up trying to follow my lips; raising my eyebrow at the smug smirk plastered onto his face.

Last First Kiss

From his luscious lips, down to his perfectly jawline in addition to his long - single mole adorned - neck, which were all tied together by his beautiful milky white skin; complimenting his sharp features almost too perfectly.

Kiss Under the Stars (M)

My heart gently fluttered when I felt him lowering his body a bit to rest his head on my shoulder, taking me by surprise as he nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck.

Jealous Drive (M)

I shook my head at him before deciding to walk back to the comfort of the bar, but he was quick to grab my wrist and pull me to his front. “Dance with me” He brought his soft lips to my ear.

Fun in the Sun

As soon as you gave up and decided to wait for him at the shore, you felt a pair of hands grab your hips delicately and all you could do was let out a shriek at the top of your lungs in surprise.

Walking Away - Always Be the One

Letting you go seemed to be one of the worst decisions Sehun had made, but would you be willing to forgive him if he tried winning you back?

Stone Cold - Happiness in You (ft Kim Jongin)

Jongin is excited to introduce you to his new girlfriend, being completely oblivious of the fact that you have feelings for him. But there is only person keeping you emotionally stable through this, and it happens to be your friend Oh Sehun.

Don’t Say You Love Me (ft Park Chanyeol) - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 ||

Your singleness becomes a bother to your brother like best friends Baekhyun and Junmyeon. This results in them setting out to find you your so-called soul mate, without consulting you of course. But will they both decide to agree on the same guy to be your perfect match?

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twenty one pilots: Guns For Hands [ROTOSCOPE]

Here it is, friends. The Guns for Hands rotoscope. All 1,664 frames drawn entirely by me over the course of a year and a half.

It feels amazing to finally have this all come together, but honestly this is a project that I’ve been scared to let go of. Some of you may know that I’ve struggled with quite a bit this past year or so. Originally, I had no intentions of doing the entire music video. At the time, I had tried many different paths, but this project became my way of dealing with self harm. I wish I could say it helped the whole year and a half, but mistakes were made and that’s ok. Mistakes do not define you and they definitely don’t diminish your self worth. However, I can say I’m going on month 4, and I’m beyond proud of that. Seeing the progress I have made throughout this project has been incredible and although it is far from perfect, watching this video for the first time left me completely speechless.

Everyone has their unique way to deal with their struggles. This was mine and I know you can find yours. Keep fighting. It’s worth it. I promise. 

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Hold On (Jace x Reader)

A/N: Sorry for the two sad imagines in a row with Jace. I didn’t even notice until I went to post.

Request: Do a sad imagine where Jace won’t listen and his sister pays for it later on or something? Idk even know please? Maybe with the song hold on?


 “Why do you treat me like I’m a kid?” You yelled out at Jace. You two were fighting again. Yes sibling fight but you two seemed to put a different meaning to it lately. You guys couldn’t even breath the same air without an argument breaking out.

“Because you’re a kid Y/N”

“I’m only a year younger then you Jace” You huffed out, crossing your arms. Jace rolled his eyes at your action. Jace may be the older sibling but he always acted like the youngest especially now with that Fray girl in the picture.

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Undisclosed Desires (part 2)

Words: 2.2k

Summary: You and Castiel resolve some personal issues.

Warnings: Here be smut (oral, rough sex, dirty talk, teasing, multiple orgasms, over sensitivity)

A/N: Master tag list is at the end, let me know if you’d like to be added.

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Sam and Dean smirked at being told that you needed to speak to Castiel alone. Before they could issue a witty remark to you, Castiel barked at them in a commanding tone. “Get out.”

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Imagine:

Sneaking into your boyfriend, Tom Holland’s house.

Tom was humming when he walked into the kitchen, but when he turned on the light, he almost screamed. “Y/N?” You grinned, getting up from the chair you sat in. “How did you get in here?” Tom whispered, frantically looking around for any danger.

“Calm down, babe. Your front door was unlocked. It’s a bit unsafe actually.” You tilted your head to the door, shrugging. “I knew you always come down to the kitchen around this time, so I wanted to scare you a bit. I missed you.” You hugged him, taking in his scent of cologne. 

“You scared me a lot. I thought you were some serial killer waiting for me. I missed you too though, baby. I wish you could come with me to the set every day.” Tom kissed your cheek then released his tight grip on you.

“I wish… so do you have any food that I could have?” Tom smirked, walking over to the pantry. 

“I got all the goods here. Say anything and I’ve got it.” 

“Y/F/S. (Your favorite snack)” You could hear Tom rummaging in his pantry, and after a minute of him searching, a bag was thrown at you.

“You are so very welcome, love.”

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King of the Lost Boys - Anthony Ramos x Reader (Chapter 3)

Summary: There are some new encounters with the other members of the Lost Boys, as well as an introduction to the local villainous gang. Noses are broken. 

Warnings: Quite a bit of swearing, blood and bruising mention. 

Words: 7,176 (can you tell that i’ve just stopped trying)

A/N: It’s really late where I am but I’m so excited for this?? What the heck. Anyway, just a little reminder that @alexanderhamllton and I have made matching aesthetics and playlists for the Lost Boys…coming soon to a tumblr near you…anyway, enjoy. Tags: @daveedsbra @myself-and-the-madman @clamilton @robotic-space @attackonmikaelson @pearltheartist @itsjaynebird

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The Pirates were a venomous crew of reptilian proportions, who didn’t play by the rules. They were of the privileged class, people who didn’t bother to think about their repercussions or the damage caused. Boredom is their motivation. Lives where everything is given to you, where money is not an issue, are lives that are awfully mundane. With a craving for possibility and the fire of resources at their fingertips, the Pirates seem to think themselves wonderfully immortal. They are the good ones gone wrong, a budding flower bitten at the stem by a poison with no antidote. In their blind want for something of substance, they chose to take as a method of getting what they want, but do not need. The local gas station cowers after a history of hold-ups. The department stores have lists of clients who are not allowed in; the Pirates are at the top.

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Who Hurt You? (Part 1)

Title: Who Hurt You? (Part 1)

Pairing: DiNozzo x Reader

Word Count: 2,575

Warnings: angst, abuse from significant other (not Tony), and some cursing I think.

A/N: I have had this series for SO LONG. I was trying to save it for December, but I just couldn’t wait any longer! I hope you all love this! <3 Feedback is welcomed and appreciated!

You made your way to your desk and threw your jacket over the back of your chair.  You had a rough night last night with your boyfriend, Alex.  You had been together for almost two years.  At first he was loving, kind, and caring, but as the months went on he became more aggressive and more hurtful.  Instead of kissing you and taking you on dates, he would insult you and belittle anything you did.  These past few weeks he’d been more physical and you weren’t sure what to do about it.  You knew if your team found out, things would only become more of a hassle for you.  You didn’t want to answer questions and have them pester you on the matter.  You were going to think of a way out, even if it was on your own.  You didn’t want your team to think that you couldn’t handle it.  You fought off bad guys all the time, so this should be no different, right?

Your team was on a case where a Petty Officer was found dead on his ex-wife’s kitchen floor.  The husband and wife had been married for 10 years and he just got back from his last tour.  He was a respectable man and he seemed to be loved, except for the fact that one person didn’t love him enough to not kill him; his wife.  You were the one with the lead, but ultimately Abby pulled through and proved your hunch.  However, you still had to get her confession, so you weren’t done just yet.

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TAKE ME HOME MEME.  I’m still complete and utter trash for One Direction, and I miss their music, so. I thought I’d put together a little meme to cheer me up. There might be a part two and three to this coming up later as I couldn’t fit all their albums into one post. Please feel free to change pronouns as/when needed.

SUMMER LOVE.

  • I can’t believe you’re packing your bags.
  • I’m trying so hard not to cry.
  • But we have to say goodbye.
  • Don’t promise that you’re gonna call.
  • Just promise that you won’t forget we had it all.
  • You were mine.
  • It’s nearly over.
  • I always will remember.
  • You were my summer love.
  • I wish that we could be alone now.
  • We could find some place to hide.
  • Don’t look at me that way.
  • Please don’t make this any harder.

THEY DON’T KNOW ABOUT US.

  • People say we shouldn’t be together.
  • We’re too young to know about forever.
  • This love is only getting stronger.
  • I just wanna tell the world that you’re mine.
  • They don’t know about the things we do.
  • They would just be jealous of us.
  • I’ve waited all my life just to find a love that feels this right.
  • They don’t know how special you are.
  • It’s between you and me, our little secret.

OVER AGAIN.

  • I’d never leave her.
  • There’s a hole in the middle of my heart like a polo.
  • It’s no joke to me.
  • Can we do it all over again?
  • My kiss can mend your broken heart.
  • I will give you all my heart.
  • Can we stop this for a minute?
  • I can tell that your heart isn’t in it.
  • Do you really want to be alone?

I WOULD.

  • I’ve been dreaming about you a lot.
  • In my head I’m your boyfriend/girlfriend, but that’s one thing you already got.
  • He’d kill me without any warning.
  • Would he/she hold you when you’re feeling low?
  • I thought things were going alright.
  • Reality ruined my life.
  • It feels like I’m constantly playing a game that I’m destined to lose
  • I can’t compete with your boyfriend/girlfriend.
  • He’s got twenty-seven tattoos.
  • Would he/she please you?
  • Would he/she kiss you?
  • Would he/she treat you like I would?

CHANGE MY MIND.

  • We should say goodbye.
  • Are we friends or are we more?
  • I don’t wanna know I’m walking away if you’ll be mine.
  • If you want me to stay for the night, I’ll change my mind.

ROCK ME.

  • Do you remember summer ‘09?
  • It was the best time of my life.
  • I used to think that I was better alone.
  • Why did I ever wanna let you go?
  • I want you to rock me.
  • You were mine and we never said goodbye.

HEART ATTACK.

  • I don’t know what I did.
  • Let’s just be friend.s
  • I’m trying to be okay.
  • I’m trying to be alright, but seeing you with him/her? It just don’t feel right.
  • I never thought it’d hurt so bad getting over you.
  • You’re giving me a heart attack looking like you do.
  • You’re all I ever wanted.
  • I can’t stand dumb love songs.

C’MON, C’MON.

  • She had to go.
  • You look amazing standing alone.
  • Move a little closer now.
  • I’ve been watching you all night.
  • Come on and dance with me, baby.
  • I wanna be yours now.

LITTLE THINGS.

  • Your hand fits in mine like it’s made just for me.
  • I’m in love with you.
  • You can’t go to bed without a cup of tea.
  • You talk in your sleep.
  • But you’re perfect to me.
  • You’ll never love yourself half as much as I love you.
  • You’ll never treat yourself right.

KISS YOU.

  • I just wanna take you anywhere that you’d like.
  • We could go out any day, any night.
  • You can get anything that you want.
  • Let me kiss you.
  • Don’t you know you got what I need?
  • I just wanna show you off to all of my friends.

Tony rushes in. FRIDAY, good girl that she is, already has the lights on and is babbling away, but she lets Tony take over. “I’m here, Sugarplum,” he says, moving towards the bed. “How you doing?”

Rhodey sighs so deeply Tony’s a little concerned. “Fine. It’s all in my head. You don’t have to come running every time I scream a bit.”

“That is the saddest sentence I have ever heard, and I have heard some of the shit that comes out of my own mouth,” Tony says. “Scooch over?”

Rhodey painstakingly and laboriously moves himself so he’s firmly on one side of the bed, and Tony wishes he kept his mouth shut and hadn’t asked. The bed’s big enough, he still could have gotten in even if Rhodey was in the dead center, there’s no need to make the guy move when moving is a momentous act now.

“Wanna talk about it?”

“No.”

“Sugarplum…”

“I said no, Tony,” Rhodey snaps, then takes another deep breath, this one more reasonable. “Shit. Sorry, I…sorry. I know, I’m being an ass, and…”

“And that’s what happens. You see me complaining? You’re okay, Rhodey. Feel free to tell me to piss off. My skin’s thick enough to take this.”

“Is it?” Rhodey asks.

Tony sighs now. “For you. Always.”

“I don’t wanna test that. I don’t want to snap at you. I don’t want to…”

“You should sleep,” Tony says, interrupting, but keeping his voice soft, so Rhodey can talk over him if he wishes. “I’m here now. Try to get some more sleep. And then…maybe we can talk about the shrink thing again?”

“Never thought I’d hear Tony Stark…” Rhodey mutters.

“Yeah, well, have to grow up sometime,” Tony says as lightly as he can. “I hear emotionally healthy coping is a part of that.”

“Bullshit,” Rhodey murmurs. He sounds tired, and not in a good way. In an exhausted, broken-down way, like he’s barely able to play along with Tony’s rambling anymore. “Plenty of adults don’t manage.” He pauses a moment. “We’ll talk about it tomorrow. Again.”

“Okay, Sugarplum,” Tony says, adding it to his list of things to talk about. “How about sleeping now?”

“Yeah.” Rhodey’s eyes close. “Hey, Tony?”

“Yeah?”

“If you…slept in here…you wouldn’t have to come running in the middle of the night.”

A pause, the room feeling suddenly like the air is made of glass, like one word will shatter it.

“Nevermind. Stupid idea. Forget I said anything.”

Tony shakes his head, even though he knows Rhodey’s eyes are closed. “Not stupid,” he says. “Never stupid. You’re a genius after all, Colonel Rhodes.” He wants to lean down, kisses Rhodey’s head, but restrains himself. Not yet. He adds it to the list of things they should talk about. “I want to stay.”

“Stay.”

“Yeah, Sugarplum,” Tony says, but he knows Rhodey is already mostly gone, wonders how much of the conversation they’ll have to repeat tomorrow.

“FRIDAY?” Tony asks, voice barely a whisper. “Lights.”

They dim, and Tony settles beside Rhodey. he allows himself to touch Rhodey’s arm, one hand gently landing there, keeping contact as his eyes close and he too falls into sleep.

The Guardian from Afar

Member: Rap Monster // BTS

Main Plot: They have to get the money before their family can suffer.

Short Summary: A leader was supposed the most composed figure in a gang, meanwhile NamJoon had long since lost his cool.

A/N: Took me like forever to write this. Sorry, @kawaii-hedgehog, but I still hope you’ll find this as enjoyable as the previous ones xD

Words: 2.3k

/ SeokJin // YoonGi // HoSeok // NamJoon // JiMin // TaeHyung // JeongGuk /

“NamJoon, wouldn’t it be a great thing to have an invisible red tie of fate with the person you are destined to be with; to know that somewhere in this world, there is someone out there, waiting for you just as you wait for them?” her sleepy voice asked as she was hunched over, supposedly studying.

“In a romantic perspective, sure, but in reality, it would only hurt you more at the end.”  He answered curtly, shutting his book and sending her a fleeting glance. “Why? Thinking about marriage already?” it was a childish jab at her, the kind that they always played upon each-other, only this time there was silence as his reply. “Wait, seriously?” his eyes widened in shock, and his heart swelled with pain. “Aren’t you a little bit too young for that?”

She sighed disdainfully and pushed off her `Psychology on the human behaviour` books to the side. “I have one too many debts nowadays; can’t keep up with them, either. Marriage seems like the only way out of this mess, you know?”

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The Reality of Breeding

This will be a longer talk, but I really wanted to address some things I’ve encountered this season. This has been my 5th season and also my smallest, most difficult, and most unsuccessful. I wish breeding was all rainbows but it’s not. When dealing with livestock, you’ll also have to be dealing with death in those animals. You can tell yourself over and over that you’re aware of the risks and ready to handle them, but when it comes time, it can be very difficult. This season I’ve had nearly every problem you could hope to avoid while breeding or just even owning geckos; first Flare prolapsed. I saw that his hemipene was not red and healthy and took him to the vet ASAP. She told me the hemipene was actually fine, just had fecal matter on it so it didn’t look normal. After cleaning the hemipene, they sutured it back in and told me to give the hemipene a week and come back for suture removal. After the suture removal, they advised to give him two months off. I decided after this to give him the season off and he hasn’t been bred since. I did try to see if he was interested in a girl 3 months after the incident, but he didn’t have any interest. After Flare’s recovery, I thought I’d be done. Around a month ago, Cira became eggbound. She had already laid one perfect clutch of two fertile and nicely sized eggs. Only seven days later she already had two huge eggs inside her and was lethargic. I will admit I panicked a lot here. I was calling emergency vets who told me this isn’t an emergency and to wait until tomorrow for an appointment. I didn’t think she would make it through the night. She’s always been a calm and easy-going girl, but she was very unresponsive to stimuli and wasn’t moving much. I gave her warm soaks every few hours and syringe fed her calcium. She didn’t dig and showed no signs of wanting to lay. The next day at the vets, they took two x-rays that showed the eggs were abnormally shaped and very large considering she laid eggs only a week ago. We went through a couple options (antibiotics to see if there was an infection in her reproductive tract, waiting to see if she’d lay on her own, calcium injections, spay+egg removal, or egg removal). This was a really tough decision for me, especially considering that she was fine a few days ago and had a perfect first clutch and was more than two years old. I thought since she was old enough, very healthy, and had never had any issues before that I’d never have this problem but there I was. I was told there was a chance she could go right back to becoming egg bound with her next clutch, but they’ve also removed eggs from geckos and that was the end of their reproductive troubles. I asked the vets to make a decision based on what they saw during the surgery. During her 24 minute surgery, the vet saw an abnormal reproductive tract and went ahead with a spay and removal of the eggs. Cira came home and was extremely thin (32 grams; her eggs weighed 6 grams and she’s usually 53-55 grams). She gained weight very quickly (10 grams in one week) and the vet was so happy with her progress. She still has 4 of her 5 sutures and will shed them out on her own, and is back up to 50 grams and is eating so well. $800 in vet bills and I was sure that would be the end of the troubles for the season, and I was wrong. Yesterday an egg that has been incubating for two months began sweating and made slits in the egg. Twelve hours had passed and not much had changed besides how deflated the egg had become. I candled the egg and saw no movement, and decided to cut the egg. Inside was a fully formed and seemingly perfect bell sunglow that had died in the egg somehow. This was one of only four viable eggs I had this season and was the only bell egg of them all. Mind you, I had 10 girls I was planning on breeding. Only five mated, and only three produced viable eggs. This season has been a huge reminder that breeding is so much more than cute baby geckos. Before you consider breeding, please take this into consideration. Breeding any animal is not glamorous, it’s a shocking reality that puts your animals in danger and makes you realize that horrible things can always happen, no matter how much you try to prevent them. I’d also like to make the comment that you can never have enough money saved up for emergencies like these, and that despite being marketed as an easy and cheap pet, medical attention is so important but also very costly for any pet. 

Crowley’s Christmas Wish

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Title: Crowley’s Christmas Wish

Pairing: Crowley x Reader

Word Count: 819

Warnings: Fluff!

A/N: This was requested by @emilyymichelle from my Christmas drabble list! I hope this is okay and I hope everyone loves it! This is my first attempt at a Crowley fic! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated!

Christmas wasn’t going as planned here in the bunker.  You needed to get out and take a breather.  Sam and Dean were arguing about not having enough coffee.  Then they argued about what Christmas movie to watch when you proposed the idea.  You walked away from them in the middle of their quarrel, but they didn’t notice.

You grabbed your jacket, walking up the bunker stairs.  You made sure you had your hat, gloves, scarf, and most importantly your gun and your phone.  As a hunter you never know when you’ll need to protect yourself.  As you walked down the road, you checked your phone for any texts.

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On June 5th, I’ll be selling comics at a convention for the first time. This requires that the comics are printed. I’ve never printed Modus Operandi, or any other comic that I’ve made, before. In some sense, I believed that printing the work was a right that someone earned, and that I hadn’t - either there wasn’t enough of the comic, or it wasn’t good enough. I’m not sure what it is that spurred me to go ahead this time around.

I printed a fullsize test copy at Kinko’s, just to make sure I hadn’t fucked up the layout. I hadn’t. It’s fine. There are things I’d change if I had infinite time - I think the panel borders are too thick, for example - but on the whole, the colors came out well, and I haven’t got anything to worry about.

My friends were excited for me. It looks soooooo good. And I’m just. I don’t know. I’m this fountain of awkwardly averting my eyes. It’s not that I feel nothing at all. I feel something, but it isn’t excitement. I thought about it a lot today, as one does when they have a seemingly inappropriate emotional response to something. I’m not sure, but I think that feeling is mild grief.

It’s not grief like, oh boo hoo, I’m done with this chapter and I miss the creative process, I’ll never do that again. There is a lot more of MO to make. It’s - it’s hard to explain. This post is largely me trying to hash this out, so apologies in advance if what I’m saying doesn’t make much sense.

You know when something bad happens, but the situation is too frantic and demands too much of your attention/investment for you to deal with the emotional fallout of said bad thing that happened? When you’re said and done, maybe the gravity of that bad thing will finally hit you. You’ll grieve. You grieve not just over the bad thing, but over the fact that you couldn’t do it in the immediate aftermath of the event. 

It feels like that. Holding that comic in my hands was like, oh. I guess… whatever it is, is done now. Now it’s safe to grieve. Looking at it is both a connection, and deep loneliness. I don’t know what it is that I’m grieving over; I don’t think it’s the comic, itself. If anything, I feel like I am grieving with it, like it’s some kind of aid, if that makes sense. 

It probably doesn’t. 

That’s okay. I wish I could have… normal emotional reactions to stuff. You know? I recognize that I’ve come a long way in that I’m able to sort feelings out at all, but it would be so nice to print something I worked so hard on and just - be happy, be excited about it. Feel good. I don’t want to feel this way every time I print a chapter because I just unlocked some fucked up, hidden unresolved issue from childhood, or something. 

I’m hoping I can look at the real print copies in a couple of weeks and get a little delayed joy out of them. I hope some of you get some joy out of them, as they’ll be available at Olympia Comics Fest. Any extras will be available online after.

Eyes Closed part 1

author’s note: Tried to write something new, probably will delete it, I don’t know yet. Feedback is always welcomed! 💛

TRIGGER WARNING: Mention of blood and strong language.

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A cold breeze blew your hair up in the air so the ponytail was waving in circles. Shivers and goosebumps took over your body, leaving you stand in front of the dead, hard cold body with a flesh blood on it. It was yet another murder in the town where no other detective was found because you were the best in your field. They called you as the “Sherlock of their times”. Certainly, it was overblown for you. It wasn’t nothing to be over the moon—you loved your work at some point and offered to make good to the world.

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Take Care [Suho x Reader]

theme: suho x reader
genre: angst, fluff
warnings: none
word count: 1.8k
a/n: @bomsenpai hope you enjoy this! I haven’t written junmyeon before, so I hope i got his character right. Also I realised I misread your request (I think?). I’m sorry. 

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😊Age is Just A Number (Grayson x Reader)

Summary: Could you maybe do an imagine where y/n and Grayson like each other a lot and fans obviously see them flirting all the time and all over each other’s social media. But Y/N is about 3 years older then Grayson and some fans give her hate about it saying it’s “gross and weird” so they don’t date. And Y/N decides it would be best to leave Gray alone. But she’s still good friends with E. and he convinces them to be together so they go public in a video? And the fans end up shipping it? Thanks love ❤️

Warnings: None

A/N: I hope you guys enjoy this and remember requests are OPEN

Originally posted by curlymotherfuker

@Graysondolan: You’re so electric⚡️

@Graysondolan: Girl you’ve got my heart racing💕❤️😊

@Graysondolan: You’ve got my head spinning just wow you’re so 😍

I knew full well that these tweets were directed at me. Grayson and I had met at Coachella and we just hit it off. We both actually live in LA and we all, Ethan Gray and I, have hung out on numerous occasions. Grayson and I always flirted and I knew fans knew something was going on. Grayson has definitely direct messaged me plenty of times wanting to go on a date, but I always turn him down. It wasn’t that I didn’t like him, but he was 17. I’m 20. I’m a college student while he’s a youtuber with millions of fans. I couldn’t be that person. I didn’t want people to call me a cougar. I was currently sitting in my living room when my phone buzzed with a notification.

@Graysondolan: Let’s d8💐 @your_username I’ll pick you up tonight at 8 :)

@your_username: Alright as long as you’re buying ;)

@Graysondolan: Of course! My mother always told me to pay for a beautiful woman’s meal and that’s what I plan to do 😝

I just simply started laughing before realizing I needed to change. I ran up the stairs to my bedroom and threw on a maroon crop top with blue high waisted jeans. I grabbed my white vans and laced them on. I looked myself over once more in the mirror before walking downstairs to feeling my phone blowing up.

@Dolanfan1: OMG WHAT IS HAPPENING

@Dolanfan2: Isn’t she like 25? What a cougar lol Gray stick with women in your age range please.

@Dolanfan3: @your_username stealing the cradle are we?

Don’t get me wrong. Some fans were supportive and have been shipping this since day 1, but most of them were not. They were calling me a cradle robber, a cougar, child predator, basically anything to hurt me they said. I was worried this would happen. I sit on my couch as I read more tweets.

@Dolanfan1: Haha @your_username thinks she really has a chance? The only chance she has is getting thrown in jail…

@Dolanfan2: What trash. Stay away from him he’s too young for you! Predator!

I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. I knew this was a bad idea. I needed to cancel this now. I couldn’t do this. I then heard a knock at my door knowing full well it was Grayson ready for our date.

“Go away!” I choked out through tears.

“Y/N? Are you okay?” He asks through the door.

“Grayson please leave.” I begged still scrolling through twitter. I started to feel sick.

“Y/N if this is about what’s happening on twitter–” I cut him off.

“Grayson please! I don’t want to date you. Just please leave! It’s best if we don’t see each other either. Just please,” I started to choke again. “Forget about me.” I didn’t hear him say anything but I heard the faint sound of footsteps leaving my porch. I sat there and I was still scrolling through twitter. It was nothing more than what I read earlier. I was feeling sick to my stomach. I liked Grayson so much and I know he liked me a lot too. I knew this was for better though. I could focus on my education and he could focus on his YouTube.

I decided I needed to shower the day away. I threw my phone on the couch and I walked into the bathroom stripping my clothes off. I stepped in the shower to feel the hot water tingling my back. I rinsed my hair and scrubbed my body as I relaxed against the wall just thinking. I thought about Grayson. As much as it pained me I thought of us holding hands at the park and giggling. I thought of Ethan and Gray filming a YouTube videos while I did my best to mess them up or make them laugh. I thought of Grayson’s tweets and comments on my Instagram photos telling me how stunning I was. I could feel the cool tears roll down my cheeks as the now warm water patted against me.

“Y/N?” My thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice. “Y/N where are you?” I recognized the deep voice as Ethan. What was he doing here?

“I’m in the shower! I’ll be out in a second.” I hollered as I washed the remaining soap off my body and dried myself off quickly. I threw on some sweats and a tank top while I wrapped my hair up in a towel. I hurried downstairs to see Ethan sitting on my couch. I had a feeling I knew why he was here. “Ethan go. It’s over.” I said softly wanting to cry again. Ethan then started laughing.

“Haha no it’s not. Grayson told me what happened and I saw the tweets. Look what you and Gray have is real. You may not see it but I do, and obviously the fans do too.” Ethan put his phone in his pocket and stood to his feet. “If they didn’t see it then they wouldn’t feel the need to hate. You need to understand that this happens to everyone. Yes you’re 20, but so what? Age is just a number. You and Grayson have something that I wish I could find. Some people never find what you two have. Don’t throw it all away over some haters.” Ethan says sounding sincere. Since Gray and I have had our thing Ethan and I have grown really close. I could actually say he was my best friend. “Give him another chance.” Ethan pleas.

“I think I can do that.” I said smiling to Ethan which he then tackled me into a hug.

“I’ll be back.” Eth then runs outside and is gone for a minute before coming back inside with a Gray behind him. I felt this huge sinking feeling when I saw him and I instantly felt awful for earlier.

“Gray I’m sorry. I’m so sorry about what I said.” I apologized but Gray just wrapped his arms around me and his lips landed on mine. I could feel a blush creeping on my face. He pulls away smiling.

“I don’t blame you but I promise with me no one will hurt you.” Grayson says and this time I hug him. I then see Ethan pull out his camera and angle it towards us.

“Let’s film a video! The fans always support it if we do it in a video.” Ethan says and I hide my face in Gray’s chest and I feel him chuckling. We sat down on my couch while E filmed.

“Hey you guys you’ve probably already noticed that this isn’t E sitting next to me. He’s behind the camera.” Grayson introduces and Ethan puts his hand infront if the camera and waves. “This is Y/N and she happens to be extremely special to me.” His hand grabs mine and I start blushing. He starts talking about who I am, how we met, why I was special, and so on. Ethan and I would crack up at how cheesy Gray was being and he would kiss my cheek throughout the video. “Peace!” We all screamed at the end of the video and I looked to Grayson.

“So about that date?” I asked which just made Grayson laugh.

“Well it’s almost 9 now so the reservations I made are cancelled.” He says and I frown.

“Let’s just order a pizza and watch something on Netflix?” I offered and he smiled.

“While you guys do that I’m going to edit this video and get it ready for Tuesday.” Ethan then leaves the room after we all share our goodbyes and thank yous. I snuggle into Grayson’s arm and wrap a blanket around us.

“Smile babe.” He says as he flashes his phone on us while he’s kissing my forehead and posts a pic of us on snap captioning ‘New Vid Tuesday :)’.

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@Dolanfan1: @Graysondolan and @your_username are so freaking cute! #shipname

Dolanfan2: #dolantwinsnewvideo was so freaking cute with @your_username I just can’t get over how amazing they are ☺️❤️

Fans were overly supportive of Grayson and I’s relationship and I couldn’t thank them enough for being so supportive. It had been about a few days since Grayson and I put everything out in the open. Even though I still got some hate, many more fans were supportive that the haters were drowned out. I was currently lying with Grayson while we were attempting to nap but we just couldn’t get over that we were actually here right now. He gives my nose a kiss and runs his thumb across my cheek.

“Thanks for giving me a second chance babe. I couldn’t be happier.” He says smiling.

“Back at you. Sorry for overreacting before.” I said as he kisses my forehead.

“Don’t apologize. Just ignore the haters and remember even if you are older than me know that age is just a number. And you’re my number one.” He says being cheesy which makes me giggle and kiss him gently as I fall asleep in his arms.




Xx Thanks for the request :)

Because I’ve been actively monitoring Jay’s donation drive on the @1dfansgive site right now, I see a lot of “I’m sorry this was so little” or “I wish I could donate more” and I just have to tell you how beyond wonderful it is that anyone is able to donate at all. Just a few minutes ago there was a $5 donation that tipped us over the 95% mark. Some people aren’t able to donate, and I completely understand that. People have helped by reblogging posts, spreading the word, creating things to donate or auction off. I’m so proud and so beyond thankful for all of the support, no matter how it comes.

We’re so close now, less than $500 to go. I’ll confess I wasn’t sure we’d even get here, but you all have made that happen and I don’t have the right words to express how lovely that is. Thank you. ♥️

Alright guys. This was started on twitter and it’s spreading some over there, but I know there’s loads of people here, too, who can spread the word and many who attend PhoenixCon.

It’s this tweet I’m talking about.

“I WISH I could tell everyone going to the Mark S panel at #PHXCon to give him a standing ovation when he comes out.”

Can we do that? I’m not going, but those who do - can you guys make him feel as loved and appreciated as you can? He sure as hell deserves it, especially with how things seemed to have gone down. Judging by his tweets and all, he’s really sad and probably not looking forward to the con at all, knowing there’ll be questions asked he doesn’t want to/can’t answer and it also most likely will tear open wounds that are trying to heal. I think the fans are the one thing he is looking forward to, he loves us and we can make the con good for him. 

He always makes sure we feel included, welcome and “normal” at cons, I think we owe it to him to pay some of that back.

Shelter from the Storm (Part 2)

Characters: Sam, Reader (platonic), Jess

Summary: The story of how Sam and the Reader met and became friends. That was an awful summary omygosh I’m so sorry

Warnings: Um… spoilers for the pilot episode if you somehow haven’t seen it? None really.

A/N: This is part 2 of my Shelter from the Storm series (*throws confetti*). This part is mainly a flashback to when Sam and the Reader first met and how they became friends. I also always thought about the fact that Sam left and never attended Jess’s funeral and how that might have looked and felt to other people, so this vaguely explores that idea. It’s a slow burn but I hope you guys enjoy it. Would love to hear some feedback!

Here’s Part 1 if you haven’t read it

(gif from google)

Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved
Try imagining a place where it’s always safe and warm
Come in, she said
I’ll give ya shelter from the storm


The classroom was cold and loud. Students talked amongst themselves making new friends as they filled in the space and waited for the professor to arrive. You hated the first day of classes. They were always like this, full of new people and new opportunities. You hated new situations. There were so many of them over the past years it seemed. Almost too many new people and new opportunities, you thought. New opportunities had the potential to go wrong. New people were just people you would potentially get close to – and they eventually have to leave. Potential is not as promising when it is short lived. Instead you kept to yourself and doodled in your notebook.

“Is this seat taken?” a voice behind you woke you from the mindless tracing of your pencil. You turned around to see a tall man with floppy dark hair smiling politely at you. He pointed at the seat to your side, “mind if I sit here?”

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