{PART 3} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut

Summary; Thinking that you’re about to be fired, you start panicking about how you’ll survive with no job. Jungkook still can’t answer the many questions he has about you - and he questions himself in turn.

{Part 1} {Part 2} {Part 3} {Part 4}

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time)

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What if they were being paid to do the anime?

Kind of like actors, but not exactly? Like… they get paid to be cartoon characters? Which would explain why they never feel the need to get jobs, because they’re literally being payed to remain unemployed losers?? 😂

It’s just a fun little idea I was playing around with. :0c I might draw some more later, if I can figure out how to articulate it better… 😅

Ninja Warrior (Request)

“so can you please do a spencer reid x reader where the reader is short but she’s (or they if you like to gender neutral) SUPER badass like she can take down a guy super quick. BUT ANYWAYS the team teases her about it a lot and spencer defends her.”

I kinda went off script… You ish an independent person who don’t need no man! *Sassy snap* Be prepared, I can’t write fight scenes, don’t judge the implausibilities of it. XD Watch this be one of my worst fics yet -Ryan



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talesoftenebris  asked:

How do you feel about the new Gorrilaz album, Humanz?

I haven’t had a chance to hear it all. Hallelujah Money was concerning at first, not cuz of any political statement, but because it gave too much of a Plastic Beach album vibe. So when Saturnz Barz came out, I’m glad that wasn’t the case and their sound is still evolving somewhat.

Still, I oughtta listen to the whole album before I say anything concrete.

A Real Taste - Snafu x Reader

@samipapi this is for you I’m sorry it took me so long! But this is for that post about Snaf eating out I’ve been thinking about it non-stop since.

You’re Merriell’s long-time gf & he just got back from the war yesterday so he’s obviously hankerin’ for ya. ~2,000 words and NSFW

*If you’re under 18 do not like/reblog this fic it makes me uncomfortable and I will block you if you do so*

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So hey I’m on mobile and I can’t put this 100% tiredness-induced rambling under a read more so sorry for that in advance oops. Anyhow, topic: I still lowkey feel like doing stuff on YouTube could be a fun time?? A couple of my pals maintain channels atm and idk– besides drawing and sleeping, entertaining peeps is among my top 5 fave things so like??? Hm~
((That said, last time I tried to make one it gave me a major anxiety spike but hey maybe after I’m (hopefully) in a steady job outta uni???))
Mostly it’s a case of: I love video editing but I get next to no chances to do any– plus from what I’ve seen, challenge videos etc with friends seem like they’d be super fun to do, and obvs I could always upload speedpaints of my work, but otherwise I wouldn’t really know what to do in terms of vloggier(?) content. (Tfw u enjoy talkin but got no idea of what to talk about.) idk.
In any case it’s fuckin 1.30am and I oughtta crash.

That Got Away: A Criminal Minds Fan-fiction Part 13

Inspired by: Katy Perry’s “The One That Got Away”

 Bill Withers’ “Aint No Sunshine”

Featuring: Spencer Reid x Reader   Setting: Season 4   Rating: Mature

A/N: This is seriously hard to wrap up guys. I appreciate you all reading this far. Get those tissues ready! Warnings: Slightly public Smut and this is SUPER long. xoxo Stu

I do not own the lyrics, images or characters from the show.

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This was the face you woke up to; the dewy-eyed relief of Dr. Spencer Reid. You felt like cotton balls had taken over your brain matter, but you were no longer in pain.

“Hi,” You said, sleepily. “What time is it?” You tried to sit up, but your body was so heavy. Spencer reached down and grabbed your right hand, sliding the remote for the bed’s hydraulic unit into your palm. Once you were nearly vertical, you took in the pathetic hospital room you had been granted.

“It’s nearly 6,” Spencer answered. “In the morning.”

“What a day, huh?” You tried to laugh, but your chest was bandaged. You rubbed your chest as the pain dulled, slightly.

“You have some bruising on your sternum, so that is why your chest is tender.” Spencer started to recite your chart. But you interrupted because that line was too good to leave there.

“But Sir-sir, I thought my chest was already tender.” You hummed at your self-amusement; drugs are nice. He rolled his eyes, sticking his tongue in his cheek at your raunchy pun.

“Yes, mon cher, it most definitely is.” Spencer sat down in the metal framed chair beside your bed. His face was serious now. “We have your aunt and Kurt Hansen, the bellhop, in custody.”

“And Michelle?” You asked, voice slightly hitching in alarm.

“She attacked Morgan and Prentiss had to stop her. I’m sorry, Y/N, but she’s dead.” Spencer rubbed along your forearm.

“Oh, good riddance,” You mumbled. You knew you should feel guilty about her death, but it just wasn’t coming to you. Not after all this.

“She was found with the murder weapon, Y/N,” Spencer continued. “It looks like she was the one who killed your dad. Miriam was probably the mastermind, but Michelle was the one.”

You yawned into your left hand, allowing all the information in. The past few days were a fairy tale in the earliest use of the phrase, dripping with viscous monsters and a speckle of unexpected romance. The surrealism of it was hitting you now. “Spencer, will you stay with me? I know I don’t deserve it, but will you be here when I wake up?”

He nodded, his brown eyes drowning in concern. “Of course, of course.” He bent over the railing on the side of your bed and kissed you goodnight. He sat back into his seat, pulling a tattered book from his satchel. You couldn’t read the title, but he did appear to be using an old scratch off as a bookmark. You smiled as the gentle hum of machines and the drips of their drugs whisked you away.

Hey, I oughtta leave young thing alone
But ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone

Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
Only darkness every day

The semester in Greece was a whirlwind. You had never been so possessed by your studies as you were walking the foothills and shoreline paths. The scenery was beyond all of your childhood fantasies. It wasn’t until your third week in Athens that you realized you had missed four phone dates with Spencer. Your stomach pitched as you realized how you would have felt if he had done that to you. How hadn’t you known how long you had been gone? What had you done?

You immediately left the cafe where you and your small group were eating lunch. You found a tourist cart and bought a postcard.  The rushed apology and quick small talk about his holidays were a weak attempt at atonement. It didn’t matter anyway; Spencer had moved and would never receive the letter.

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I've been thinking about what would happen if Sten came back after Trespasser and
  • Arishok/Sten: *walks into the Herald's Rest*
  • Hero of Ferelden: Andraste's holy bosom, I haven't seen you in ages!
  • Hero of Ferelden: Btw-
  • Iron Bull: *chokes on his drink*
  • Hero of Ferelden: I oughtta punch you, but I won't
  • Arishok/Sten: Kadan, pls
  • Iron Bull: *accidentally spits drink everywhere*
The Girl You Left Behind
Cathy Cavadini
The Girl You Left Behind

(From Don Bluth’s “An American Tail: Fievel Goes West”)

Is the girl you left behind out there tonight romancin’?
Makin’ eyes at someone else and singin’, is she dancin’?
Only the girl you left behind is real when you’re sleepin’
Puts the teardrops in your eyes from secrets she is keepin’
Happy just playin’ a tune and dance the whole night away
Hope the girl you left behind will be there for you someday
Lonely is the wind that blows, you know you’ll always miss her
Lonely is a lover’s heart, if only you could
Kiss her, kiss her, kiss her

All the girls you left behind could fill up California
Just don’t leave them too darn long, I think I oughtta warn ya
Absence makes the heart go cold and makes a heart to wander
If you stay there by their sides, you’ll feel their hearts grow fonder!

Hope to see her someday
Hope I find my way
Back to the girl I left behind

So tell me you will never roam
(We swear we won’t go roaming)
You’ll be by your fireside
(We’ll all be home sweet home and kiss her, kiss her, kiss her)

So where’s the girl you left behind?

She’s waitin’ for her sister!
We won’t stop until we’re home we’ll hug and hug and kiss her
I’ll find the girl
I’ll find the girl
I’ll find the girl
I’ll find the girl!

You’ll find the girl, you’ll find the girl you left behind
tonight! tonight! tonight! alright!


favourite costumes → Merlin (part one)

One drop, two drops, three drops

Fullbuster’s throat was ripping screams, his eyes too far gone in the darkness to show his enemy mercy. Ice was everywhere—on the ground, in the air, crawling on the two mages’ skin.

 Juvia was limp in the iron dragon slayer’s arms. The man closed his eyes, trying to drown the smell of his friend’s blood, the red liquid tainting his fingertips and the brims of his clothes.

  She’s dead.

 Fullbuster is shouting her name, over and over again as if the syllables would manifest itself into the water mage’s being and she would wake up, smile, and everything would go back to normal.

 He wants to kick the winter mage’s arse as well, but he knew that the death of the man would never justify the death of one of his closest friends.

 “Juvia wants to join Fairy Tail.”

 He sneers at her, propping his feet up the table in front of him and rolls his eyes. “Tch. Do what you want. Not like it matters to me anyway.”

 “Juvia would like you to come with her,” she prods gently, settling herself on the chair beside him. “It seems like a very happy guild. You deserve to be happy too, Gajeel-kun.”

 “A rain woman like you shouldn’t pry into other people’s business,” he says harshly, and she flinches at the nickname, biting her lip. “Just go. Go to those fairies.”

 He frowns at the memory. Tears were starting to form in his eyes, and he held his best friend tighter. “You selfish, selfless, stupid idiot,” Gajeel muttered under his breath, trying to ignore the wave of emotions that threatened to overtake his being. “You promised you would live for the ones you love.”

 “Gajeel-kun has to be more careful!” The blue haired woman dabbed a cold piece of cloth on his arm, and he hissed. She shakes his head at him, “there’s nothing we can do, just bear with it.”

 “If that stupid bastard hadn’t been aimin’  for that bookworm—“

 Juvia beams. "Does Gajeel-kun have a crush?”

 A dash of red passes his cheeks and he snarls, before looking away. The water mage smiles knowingly anyway.

 Invel is shouting incoherently but he doesn’t care because Fullbuster interrupts the bastard by sending a flurry of dark blades in his direction.

 “Why do you keep on showering him shit when he doesn’t give a fuck about you?”

 She glares at him as he takes a cookie, shoving it in his mouth. Pantherlily is a little more dignified sd he nibbles on a biscuit. “Gray-sama took Juvia’s rain away!”


 “So Juvia loves him!” Her voice softens, and she sighs. Gajeel raised an eyebrow at her sudden loss of confidence. “Juvia loves him, and she understands that Gray-sama might never be able to return the feelings she has for him, but she likes doing stuff like this because she is grateful.” She releases another sigh. “No amount of gifts I give him will return the gift he gave to me, though.”

 He ruffles her hair, and Juvia protests. She rolls her eyes, nevertheless.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers to her pale form, tears flowing freely down his cheeks. “If you had never told the master to let me join Fairy Tail… If you had never been my best friend…”

 “Gajeel-kun, wake up!”

 The first thing he sees is the dark. His breathing is ragged, short breaths entering and escaping his mouth. Sweat lined his brow, pupils dilated as he searched for the the water mage.

 “It’s just a nightmare,” she says, patting his shoulder comfortingly. “Don’t worry.”

 “Levy is—Levy,” he’s shaking, and all he can utter is the name of the person he loves. He can’t form a sentence, but he tries: “the tree.”

 Juvia’s nods in understanding, sitting beside him as he attempts to calm the rate of his heart and the guilt of nailing the girl to a fucking tree. When Juvia doesn’t speak, he mutters,

 “How many times?”

 “Three. You called Levy-san three times.”

 She’s willing to listen, he thinks, waiting for him to talk so he’ll be able to release whatever emotions he was concealing.

 “I don’t want that to happen again,” Gajeel says, placing his elbows on his knees and leaning forward. “I don’t want to hurt her again.”

 “You won’t. I believe it.”

 He looks at her. Juvia’s words were as sincere as her smile. She was right.

 She was alive at the start of the battle, whipping forward beside her loved one. How can someone so alive just disappear?

 Juvia doesn’t deserve this.

 She’s crying.

 For a moment, he doesn’t know what to do.

 The rain is strong as it hammered on the windowpane, and he peeks at her from the barrage of stuff toys she liked to keep close. “Oi.”

 Juvia flinches as she hears his voice. She looks at him, crystalline tears streaming past her cheeks as she attempted to cease her weeping. “Gajeel-kun,” she says softly, voice shaking. “What are you doing here?”

 “The rain smelled like you.”

 She groans at this, slumping over her bed as she rubbed a hand over her eyes. “Everything’s fine, Gajeel-kun.”

 “Doesn’t seem fine to me.”

 He rises from his position, crossing his arms over his broad chest and looming over her form almost threateningly. “Who did this to you?”

 “No one,” she replies, shaking her head. “Nightmare. Gray-sama…” She shuts her eyes, trying to forget the memory that had repeated itself in her mind over and over again. “… Died.”

 “Well, he’s alive now, ain’t he?” He blurts out. “Gotta keep him that way, then.”

 Despite everything, Juvia stiffles a giggle. “Of course.”

 He feels guilty. He wasn’t able to say goodbye. He was never able to thank her for supporting his relationship with a person he had once hurt, for incorporating him into the guild, for being by his side during missions, and for being his best friend.

 He was never able to thank her, and now, she’s …

 “Juvia’ll see you soon.”

 “Tch, ‘course ya will.” He’s slinging his pack over his shoulder, Pantherlily floating beside him. Levy’s bidding everyone her farewells, so he figured he should do the same. “Where ya headed now?”

 She shrugs. “Wherever the water will take Juvia.”

 “I have no idea what that means.”

 “Juvia expected that, Gajeel-kun.” A playful smirk is on her lips.

 “Why, I oughtta—“

 "Bye bye! See you soon!” She grins mischievously and walks away.

 “What was that about?” Levy asked suddenly. Gajeel flinches in surprise, glancing from one blue-haired woman to another.

 “Nothin’,” he says, shaking his head.

 He can hear Juvia laughing in the distance. He is so gonna kill her when they see each other again.

 “I’m sorry,” he repeats, as if Juvia could hear him. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

 Fullbuster stands victorious, his hands turned into fists. He’s motionless in the middle of the field, staring into space as if he was waiting for something to happen.

 "Thank you,“ Gajeel lets out. "For Fairy Tail. For being my fr—b-best friend. My fucking sister. For everything.”

 Her eyes remain closed.

 He hears a thud in the distance, and Gray is looking at the both of them, his knees slumped on the ground as he stared.

 She wasn’t going to wake up.

 Gajeel walks to Gray, trying not to think about the stories Juvia had told him—she would wed the person she loved and he would walk her down the aisle, like the brother he was.

 He didn’t know he was going to give her to the ice mage this way.

“I’m sorry,” Gray chokes out.

 He gnaws on the inside of his cheek. “I’m sorry too.”

 A drop of water lands on Gajeel’s nose, and he looks up. The sky is a pale gray. One drop. Two drops. Three drops.

 It’s raining.

i am an absolute sucker for gajuvia brotp. forgive me. and i showered a bit of gruvia bc MY HEART HAS BEEN RIPPED TO PIECES haha JK omg 

i hope you guys liked it! :) have a nice day! (this is also on fanfiction.net)

liddomissdonas  asked:

My mom's doctor is this cute black guy from New Jersey who every time asks me if my mom is following her meal plan my dumbass goes and exposes that she has late night snacks everyday, my mind turns into mush when he talks to me lmao I need to stay outside


anonymous asked:

Can we see a design of a Rwby Oc based of Alice in Wonderland Characters?

I woulda drawn the rest of the ideas I had for her team but I really oughtta be doing my uni work :’D