im gonna post it open too

Uptown Girl

Summary: Y/N comes from one of the richest families in New York. Peter crushes hard on her but knows they could never happen.

AN: hi i’ve come back from the dead lol (this is also gonna be in peter’s POV)

Peter Parker x Reader 

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// Masterlist //

Originally posted by spiderholland

“Are you coming over tonight?” My friend, Ned Leeds, said.

“I can’t. I have the Stark internship.” I opened my locker to avoid looking at him. He would see right through my lies.

“Again? Didn’t you go there yesterday too?” Ned leaned against the locker beside me.

“Well, Mr. Stark expects me to work hard. I don’t wanna let him down.”

“Don’t you think you’re working a little too hard?” Ned crossed his arms.

“No! I just want to-”

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Brooklyn Nine-Nine Cold Open Compilation - Season One (inspired by @n-ylander‘s post) [Part Two] [Part Three]


what tf is up

im opening up some (kind of emergency) comissions.

i quit my job, and my surgery this week is gonna impede me from going out and applying to new ones. i just need enough money to survive a few weeks (not too hard cause i live w/ my parents) and pay off my credit card.

the rate is abt $1 per 100 words, but im open to negotiation

you can see my works here

nowadays i mostly write genyatta but im good with any ship

ill write smut (almost any kind tbh im chill) and im open to anything else, i dont really have any hangups. there might be a few things im inexperienced on but im capable of researching and asking questions so its all good

message me if ur interested and ill give you my email

thanks for reading. if ur not planning on commissioning me, maybe pass this along? id be super thankful

alright so im legit gonna open commissions tomorrow

ive been in between temp jobs for too long now and i gotta force myself to do something, y’know

ill be streaming tomorrow too. first one is a sorta nsfw piece of raven from teen titans.

anonymous asked:


*I’ve honestly lost count.

*All the times I’ve had to reload hasn’t helped that any. Could be months, years even… could only be a few days. I don’t know anymore.

*But hey, it’s not bad at all! I’ve been training super hard!

*Working with Sans is pretty great. I don’t know about being the most powerful or anything, but he seems to know what he’s doing.

*I’ve gotten so much stronger physically. Even if I end up getting killed and having to reload, it’s like I retain what I’ve worked towards… of course now I also SAVE after every training session.. just in case.

*only thing I still struggle with.. is my actual powers. I have yet to figure out… how to turn them on.

*even though I remember other timelines much clearer now, and the powers I’ve gained in them, I just can’t access the powers yet in my own timeline.


//IM BACK. I SAID I WOULD BE. IM BACK AND THE STORY CONTINUES!! no set schedule yet but I’m gonna post as often as possible. sole focus is on this blog as I love it too much to let it die for good.

I will also be opening for commissions soon because I might end up losing my job and I’ll need the money in the meantime if that happens… *siiigh*

anyway here’s monsterkid//

my pen pressure is completely off so i reinstalled the tablet driver, but now i’m too lazy to restart the computer because i have too many Important Tabs™ open..

so here, have a nostalgic (but only for me, hah) draw of my [drumroll] FIRST EVER OC

i can’t believe made this OC, look at her she was an alcoholic bunny can you believe that i made this when i was so young i was like an embryo when i made this adult af bunny OC, i’m so damaged??? what is this

and now i’m gonna post it like i have no shame

anonymous asked:

I'm so excited that you're writing for Still Star Crossed and Rosvolio now! You're one of my favorite writers! Do you have any fics recs for Rosvolio to read while I wait for your next one?

so okay like im gonna be totally honest here i have been REALLY WARY about reading fics in this fandom, because tbh when i first kinda got into the idea of writing it, i poked around a bit and found out that a lot of the really “popular” fics in the fandom just have characterizations that i dont agree with.

 i mean like, really ooc, and feature character bashing, and so and ive kinda not been reading a lot of fic so i dont accidentally pick up on terrible characterization!!

which means i am totally lacking on recs for you

the main rec i can give you is this masterpiece by @rosalinesbenvolios aka the person to blame for getting me to write fic for this ship,  the longest infinity is the best fic out there in the fandom i swear, like forget my stuff go read this

im not biased, tbh

she’s just that amazing

but like, just know if you follow me, any fic i reblog is guaranteed to have good characterization, like im not about to go recommend you things that are bad or feature character bashing, so ?? i’d say check my ssc tag?? 

i’ll try to read more and give you some good recs

in the meantime here are some authors that i may have read little things from or just like ?? know to trust because theyre fandom awesome, even if we havent interacted a bunch ?? or maybe i just know them from leaving awesome tags/comments on my fics when they reblog so i trust them ?? but they write rosvolio and i trust them and you probably can too





@rosalinesbenvolios (even tho she was mentioned above she needs to be mentioned again tbh)

honestly like ?? go read what these people wrote because theyre awesome!

(and if you havent go read my fic? i posted a new one this morning??) (i am also always open for prompts??)

so yeah? sorry i dont have more recs anon

but thank you for the kind message, im gonna drop this in the ship tag and hopefully other people can help you!!

eu-nao-sou-um-chapeu  asked:

(Hi I'm going to scream here bc u said it's ok to do so) ur fics r a blessing. Btw now i kind of need the Compliment Yuuri Party to be a thing in my life. I have so many feelings about this boy; he's so freaking amazing He moved all alone to another country to achieve his dream. Even before vitya came into his life, he was already japan's top skater and made it to the gpf; and wle dealing with anxiety! I wish he was more aware of how amazing he is. Im so proud and just want to hug him, really

YES this is exactly the right place to come screaming about Katsuki Yuuri’s appreciation i’m open to it 24/7 and also aaahhhhhh you’re so nice im??? thank you;;;;;;

Okay hear me out we can’t have a real party because of dumb multiverse theories where the characters don’t really technically exist in this reality but I’m gonna throw the hot, sweet potato to someone who can and is absolutely in line with our constant “I love Katsuki Yuuri and everything that he stands for” mood.

(I posted this on ao3 too!)

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fur one hundo follows

haha! i have reached 100 followers and since i have so much time on my hands and no clue what to do for these 100 followers imma just do what everyone has been doing but like all in one. just gon make this post short n sweet.

you want a random ask from my lit bab? reblog
you want a random egg to add to your hoard? reblog
you want friccin 1-3 random items for no god damn apparent REASON? REBLOG BROS

just put in the tags which of these you want, or all of them or 2 or 1 of them. also and this is rlly important, put a random english word in yer tags for… just random reasons. 

you dun have to be following but you have to have yer submit box open :p

imma gonna die i swear…
pls send help… aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh

also my “t” key doesn’t work so everytime you see me use a “t” i have to paste it in. ahh


Bonjour à tous ♥

You can call me Baguette! I’m a 20 year-old French girl who has been a part of the Hetalia fandom since 2009

I’ve been living in Lyon, France or the past two years though I grew up in a small village in Burgundy- before that I had lived in Hong-Kong (where I was born), and Western Australia! I speak French and English fluently and have studied Spanish for 5 years through my schooling.
As a child I had many occasions to travel and my parents enabled my fascination for the world and its history and I will forever be grateful for that ;u;/

I am also grateful to have been accepted as a dual ambassador for both France and Monaco for the @hetaliafandomhub!

I wish to put my experiences as a French citizen and occasional guest in Monaco to good use! I can offer insight based on experience and observation while also guide you towards less personal sources, too :D

I will work as an active ambassador, meaning that I will post and reblog posts focused on French and Monégasque History, society, culture (and minimal politics) while also being open to any kinds of inquiries you may have!
There will also be character-centric posts, such as headcanons (and hc prompts to help you form your own), noteworthy character traits, and ship suggestions to introduce people to rare or underappreciated ships involving the characters!

France tagMonaco tagArt Blog

I must forewarn you that this is still my personal blog and I will reblog other things too, so if you wish for me to have anything tagged for a blacklist, feel free to tell me!

My Asks and IMs are always open for everybody who wishes to chat! I hope to be able to interact with many of you soon!

Bisous, Baguette

lance HCs

im sad bc i forgot all of my HCs so im gonna post them from now on

smh @ myself

  • his hair is usually like dan howell’s but he straightens his hair like dan used to
  • he has lots of freckles, theyre not very noticeable when he’s not in Cuba bc its not as sunny 
  • he needs glasses. he usually wears his contacts but on some days, his eyes are just too sore for them.
  • he has earrings. he wore them all the time before going to the garrison but once he got there, he only wore them at night to keep the holes open.
  • he has 3 brothers and 2 sisters. two of the brothers are older. hes closer to his second eldest brother. one of his sisters is older than him. she’s the one who taught him how to take care of his skin and stuff like that. his younger siblings are so loud and energetic and he loves playing with them.
  • and the classic bi/pan HC. i think he’s a pan guy. most of his family accepts him, but his father and his eldest brother doesnt. whenever he talks to his family about girls he likes, everyone stays, but when he talks about other people he likes, his father and eldest brother leave the room.

anonymous asked:

Imangine something bad or sad happening to Ross and he can't handle it and runs out of the room. Barry goes after him, and after a long search, he finds the angel huddled in a corner. He kneels down and guides Ross's face to look at him, jumping a little to see its in its one eye mode. Barry asks what he's doing, and Ross is hesitant, but finally says "I-I c-can't cry when I o-only have one eye..." Barry pulls him in to a large bear hug, and after a while, feels tears on his shirt...

OKAY I sooooo want this to be a reaction to the whole ‘im gonna outlive everyone of you’ type of scenario that moss and I made up ahh WARNING THIS IS A LONG FUCKIN POST OKAY I GOT CARRIED AWAY ITS LIKE A GODDAMN SHORT STORY AT THIS POINT AAAAAAAAAA

Like, he goes to find him and when he does hes curled up on the couch in the grump room, his wings almost completely engulfing him. The room is dark save for the tv giving off a faint bluish glow, probably from Arin or Danny leaving the game on for too long. He goes around and sits down across from Ross, waiting for him to open up about whatevers been bothering him if he decides to start talking. Its a long, heavy silence before Ross starts to speak up; he peeks out from behind his crossed arms, curling his feathers back a little so he sounds a bit more clearer.

He tries to explain these complicated feelings and circumstances; how hes been alive for soooo long and hes seen so many humans living their lives, how everyone hes met has died but its always been a sort of calming farewell and he just moves on with life. In comparison to his lifetime, they take up what feels like only minutes of his life and usually the people who die are replaced relatively easily. Barry scoffs and Ross automatically tries to take that back: “Its not that they werent important to me! its just, getting caught up with the realization that theyre gone is too much effort, its easier to just make more happy memories instead of dwelling on stuff like that…”

Barry kinda just stares at the TV for awhile before talking. “Then why are you so beat up over this?” Ross looks at him weirdly and Barry feels like he has to elaborate. “Like, this has happened to you tons of times right, friends dying I mean, and everytime it happens you give yourself a healthy amount of time to mourn and move on with you life.” He turns to look at Ross and hes got this broken look on his face like hes about to start crying at any given moment and Barry almost feels guilty for talking, but hes not finished yet: hes genuinely confused and he wants an answer. “I dont understand… if this is routine for you, why are you breaking down now? Im not trying to sound spiteful im just curious; what makes this generation of friends so much more different than the others? You can easily make new ones right after us, we arent that special” and Barry laughs bc its true and hes just trying to lighten up the tension a little. But without warning Ross whips his wings behind him and shouts:

No! Thats the problem you guys ARE special to me!! You guys mean EVERYTHING TO ME and Ive never felt so helpless before. I care about all of you so much and its frightening how much ive grown attached..i-ive always had dreams about burying my friends decades before they actually die but its always been reassuring like im gonna remember these people and im gonna be the one to make sure they rest easy but now ive been having those dreams with you guys! And everytime i have them, im crying in hysterics and i feel so fucking hopeless and uneasy in these…nightmares and I dont know what to do..” Ross’ face is flushed and Barry can tell hes desperately trying to hold back tears:

“I-I dont know what im gonna do with myself when you guys pass… you guys are so important to me i-ive never had this issue before and I t-talked to brian about this and hes having the same problem!! I DONT UNDERSTAND i dont know what to do and I have no one to talk to for advice and the more I think about it the more stressed I become a-and I know im just rambling at this point but Im so scared and I have these feelings and im just so unclear about what they are: oh god if I lose you guys, if I lose YOU i-im…im really scared Barry…” and before he starts crying he puts his face in his hands and starts breathing heavily, wings shaking feverishly. Barry wants so bad to just give him a solid answer, to tell him that he’ll be fine and he’ll get over them eventually dont worry! But Ross is in the middle of a breakdown and hes got all these feelings bubbling to the surface now and all he can do just kinda sit there awkwardly..

Holy shit, Ross dont cry ahh oh no…fuck…“ He gently tries to pry open his hands only to be taken aback by Ross staring at him with his one eyed form. “What the fuck! You cant just throw that at me, shit! W-why are you like that??” When Ross talks, its a weird type of mix between his own voice and autotune: its sounds like.. hes thinking of Ross talking to him instead of actually hearing him and it throws Barry for a loop: “When im like this…  I cant cry… that way I wont worry you too much…” and Barry just stares bc the dude is in the middle of a crisis and the first thing he does is try his best to make him a bit more comfortable and at this point hes like, i fucked up somehow and ive got to make this right… making sure this is the right thing to do, he transforms into his bear form, something that Ross rarely gets to witness and slowly opens his arms into an inviting hug: “Im gonna do that thing Arin does whenever were upset… is it okay for me to do that for you?” and when Ross meekly nods his head, Barry carefully scoops him up in a hug, gently petting his head.

He kinda feels like this isnt working as well as it should until he can feel a sort of dampness on his shirt and when he realizes its Ross crying, he clings a little harder and starts rocking him a little trying to encourage him to let it out “Keeping it all in never works okay? At least thats what Arin always says…You gotta try to tell us when shit like this is eating you alive and keeping you up at night…” He pulls back a little so that he can look Ross in the eye. Hes staring up at him wide eyes, his face red with exhaustion and cheeks damp with tears. “Ross, you have to promise me that you come talk to me if you feel like this again okay? Nobody wins if you keep it all inside okay… you gotta promise me” Ross is still staring doe-eyed at him before slowly nodding his head… Barry smiles and slowly gets up, leaving Ross on the couch. “Stay here, ill be back. I just need to get you some water and blankets: well just camp out on the couch for tonight how does that sound?” Ross looks up at him and nods, not trusting himself enough to speak and Barry, satisfied with the answer goes down the hall.

I…HAVE NO EXCUSE… I RAMBLED ON FOR FAR TOO LONG this was in my head for soooooo long and once I saw the ask, I had to take the opportunity to write a goddamn novel haha I WANTED TO ALSO CLARIFY that Ross talks telepathically when he does that weird one eye thing… ive been meaning to say something about that for ages so i just decided to add that in… IM SORRY FOR THE LONG POST AAAA

@gamecubeeater thank you! preordering will be done through tictail, and preorders will likely open tomorrow evening. before i can open them, i need to go to the post office and discuss shipping just to make sure i can make it as cost-effective as possible, so if i get home from traveling too late to do it tomorrow, preorders will open on tuesday!

whichever day they open, itll be announced on this blog and on my main blog, @kazumakiryus, so please keep an eye out!

aight hey guys i wont make a new example art for my commissions this time cause im probably gonna be too tired for it but theyll probable be open all the time during august!!! 

just a warning though ill probably have to work on them and send then in batches because of the internet situation ill be in

i hope that doesnt deter people though

anonymous asked:

Unnamed anon is back: for your little Gramander fic where Newt isn't oblivious you could have him ask Percy for help with the creatures. And say Graves were to be holding one of them and newt would stand flush against his back with his chin barely brushing against Percy's neck. Also can I just say how flipping excited I am for all of these gramander fics. They honestly give me so much joy!!

i sAY Y E S 


here lies the abyss;


   She is ten years old and running, every inhale a pain in her chest. The streets are littered with monsters, a taint that has all but forgotten what it means to be human. She screams for her mother, her father, her brother to come find her, but her voice gets lost in the fire that seeps in angry waves from the crack splitting open the earth.

She awakes the next morning to sodden sheets, the vision of the end coming to pass, an anxious family at her bedside with fear in their eyes. It was the first, and would certainly not be the last. Behind them, he stands in fading shadows.

                                                      “Please don’t go,” she’d plead.


   She is thirteen years old and walking, a calmness in her heart as crimson coated her feet. The hospital is dark and empty, lost souls haunting the walls. The drugs in her system are a peaceful remedy, hiding her from the destruction left behind from the chaos. She hears the voices now, of those that had passed, those that were going to be, and they are afraid.

A light shines from a room she hadn’t seen before, a family crying for a man that would arrive too late. And he appears, like he always did, a glow within the dark that doesn’t quite shine.

Her hero stands at the door of a tale yet to be told.

                                                                  And he is broken.


   She is seventeen years old and standing, the edge of the abyss at her feet. She no longer cares for the screaming now, numb to the fire burning her skin, her heart. Her promises to the dead are no longer enough, to seal the rift between their world and darkness creeping in. She no longer swears she’ll save them, put an end to what was coming before it had began. Instead, she asks that it takes her too.

You crossed a line,” comes a new voice, storming after her guardian angel. Heaven has blood upon his hands now. The Steadfast points a gun and he is terrified. He doesn’t bear the feeling of betrayal well.

Her angel looks back as he always did, eyes empty and no longer shining. He has fallen far from grace, from his duty, for he had fought the war, and the war won. 

                                             Her hero doesn’t feel like anything any more.


   She clings to the hand of the Fallen as the cries of poor souls fill the streets. It’s real now, and like her dreams, she can not help them, protect them, save them. Her grasp tightens on the fingers wrapped around her own and they are warm. He’s no longer a vision that follows her; he’s here. “You’re real,” she whispers over and over.

                                                                    “You’re real.”


   The airport holds the quietest of hums, the survivors fearing the unknown. She stands next to Daniel, peering out into the darkness that had cornered them there. His wings sit upon his back broken, a trail of feathers like corpses laying behind him. A fog begins to hide her view, his future lost to her once more. Her gaze returns to the shadows beyond the walls.

                                             Here lies the abyss, burning at their feet.