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Hickeys | Jeff Atkins Imagine

Anonymous said: hii, could you possibly do a imagine where the reader is like really freaking shy, especially when jeff gives her hickies 😂 but then he like comfort her about it say that the reader doesn’t have to be shy? basically just a really sweet and loving jeff. thank you! 💓

your p.o.v ━

you were currently walking down the hall with one of your close friends, hannah baker. you were both quietly chatting about the long school day you had, both thanking god that it was friday.

as the both of you neared your locker, you saw your tall boyfriend jeff, leaning against it with a tired expression on his face.

“hi love,” he said, approaching you with open arms and a tired smile. you walked right into his strong arms, instantly wrapping your arms around the middle of his torso.

you were too short to reach his neck, even on your tiptoes. once you felt his arms wrap around you, he pulled you as close as possible against him mumbling a tired, “i love you.”

you grinned, pulling back a bit and tilting your head to gaze up at him. “i love you,” you whispered, biting your lower lip as both of your eyes stayed locked on each other.

“um, i should probably get going,” hannah laughed, making your eyes snap towards the brown haired girl, but you stayed in your position with jeff nonetheless.

“we still gonna go eat lunch tomorrow?” you asked, a small smile spreading across your plump lips. she nodded, “for sure, just text me when you wanna go.”

your eyes lit up, “absolutely,” you said, feeling jeff’s hands slowly make their way up and down the small of your back, rubbing you softly. you leaned your head down against his chest, still staring at hannah as she turned to leave.

“have fun you two!” she yelled, making her way out of the school. it was truly a blessing that there wasn’t a lot of kids left in the halls, most of them leaving as soon as the bell rung.

“you need anything in your locker?” you heard jeff mumble, then you felt him lightly kiss the top of your head.

you nodded, “yeah, come on,” you said, feeling your chest tighten as you pulled out of his strong embrace. he grabbed your small hand in his rather large one, walking towards your locker with you right on his heel.

“you still have practice?” you questioned, knowing you would have to walk home alone.

jeff sighed, “yeah, we didn’t have practice on wednesday so coach is making us practice today.”

you pouted, “that sucks, i wanted you to come over,” you said, stopping right in front of your locker, then quickly focusing on opening it. you sucked at opening your locker, usually jeff or hannah doing it for you since you always messed up the combination.

you felt jeff’s eyes on you, watching you struggle, but you were determined to open it this time on your own.

it took you a good three tries, before finally hearing the lock click as you swung your locker door open. “finally!” you huffed, rolling your eyes. you heard jeff’s deep chuckle, making your eyes snap up towards the jock. “what?” you asked, your eyebrows furrowing in question.

he shook his head, “nothing, nothing. you’re just so adorable,” he said softly, giving you a toothy smile. you blushed, turning your head back towards your locker and getting the book you would need to do your homework over the weekend.

“you’re handsome,” you spoke softly, almost mumbling. you were always shy around jeff, but he didn’t mind. in fact, that was one of his favorite things about you, besides your laugh. your little laugh drove him insane, always making him laugh with you even if nothing was funny.

you tensed up slightly, feeling your boyfriend move behind you and wrap his arms around your waist. jeff leaned down, placing a small, but gentle kiss against your sweet spot. you ran your tongue over your lips, tilting your head to the side, your eyes fluttering close.

“i’m going to be so late to practice,” he breathed against your neck, but as soon as the words left his mouth, he started harshly sucking on your sweet spot.

your eyes snapped open, before you relaxed your entire body, causing your full body weight to lean against jeff.

a soft, little moan escaped your wet lips, jeff’s arms traveling to your stomach, lifting up your shirt and gently letting his fingers stroke over your stomach.

this instantly caused you to release a small giggle, your body squirming against him. he laughed too, giving your neck a final kiss before pulling away, as if nothing ever happened.

you looked around nervously, not seeing anyone besides you and jeff, which you were thankful for.

you turned to look back at your boyfriend, noticing his eyes already on you with a small, cheeky smirk on his lips.

you avoided eye contact with him, feeling your face heat up. “you shouldn’t have done that,” you huffed, trying your hardest to look annoyed.

jeff laughed loudly, his laugh echoing throughout the hallway. “you’re so stubborn love,” jeff teased, while looking down at you with twinkling blue eyes.

you glared at him, “how am i stubborn?”

“well,” he started, “the fact that you’re so stubborn about me giving you a hickey because of your supposed ‘shyness’ for people seeing it makes you stubborn,” he stated, his tone sounding smart.

you felt yourself tense, a small frown appearing on your face. you couldn’t hold it in, you started rambling uncontrollably. “look, jeff, it’s not that i don’t want you to give me hickeys, it’s just that i don’t want people seeing it and then later on thinking all we do is-”

jeff suddenly cut you off, his lips pressed roughly against yours. you kissed him back, putting as much passion into the kiss. you felt jeff’s tongue swipe across your bottom lip, almost begging to invade your sweet, little mouth.

you opened your mouth slightly, both of your tongues swirling around one another’s, searching each other’s mouths. you moaned, letting the thick textbook that you had in your hand drop to the floor, making a loud sound as the book hit the floor.

you jumped, gasping as jeff pulled away, his eyes swimming with lust and most importantly, love.

“you don’t have to worry about anyone else’s opinions,” he whispered, his lips wet with your saliva. “it’s just you and me baby,” he continued, staring you dead in the eyes.

your heart melted, a small smile spreading across your lips. “i love you,” you whispered, your hands making their way up his chest, then moving towards his shoulders, gripping them tightly.

jeff smiled, “i love you most.”

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this is my first imagine for this blog, and there will be plenty more to come! also, please be patient, i have over 25 requests that i need to do, and all will be up asap! thank you!

Strawhat Pirates, Harry Potter AU

Since I’m a fan of both One Piece and Harry Potter, I think it’d be fun to do this. well a lot of artists already did HP AU but this time I just wanted to sort them all myself :))

monster trio should be in Gryffindor together, they can’t be separated. with Luffy as a famous Seeker, Zoro the Qudditch captain, and Sanji as “another potion prince?”. at first I wanna put Sanji into Ravenclaw but, nope, Gryffindor would be best. and Nami, idk she really fits in Slytherin. lucky Slytherin to have her. Robin is a pure Ravenclaw don’t ask. and Brook reminds me of Moaning Myrtle so I put him in Ravenclaw. Brook also wants to join the frog choir. Hufflepuff trio at the back, would make the house more fun. Usopp and Chopper would be herbology buddies. anyway Chopper is a big fan of Honeydukes. and Franky there, he’s cosplaying Dumbledore..

anyway, both One Piece and Harry Potter turned 20 this year! 

This counts right? ;v; 😝

The guys gave the fan who was at the microphone a smile; they could tell she was nervous by her laughter. “Hi, my name’s Jane. How’re you guys doing?” She asked into the mic.

“Hi Jane, I’m Jensen, this is Jared, and we are both doing very well today. You having fun?” Jensen answered her with a grin.

Jane chuckled into the microphone, “I’m doing fantastic. So um, I know this is your guys first time in the city and I was wondering how you’re liking it?”

“Oh we’re loving it!” Jared happily replied, “We came down two days early because Y/N, Jensen’s little sister goes to school here. She showed us around and it’s just been a lot of fun.”

Jensen nodded his head, “I’ve actually been here before.” Jensen said with a smile, “I’ve helped Y/N when it comes to moving time every year for school and she forces me to visit her every now and then. It’s a really cool city; I can see why my sister loves it here.”

“Do you have any stories to share?” Someone in the audience shouted out.

The boys shared a look before Jared brought his mic back up to his mouth, “Well since we’re talking about Y/N already, I think we should tell them about last night.”

Jensen instantly broke out into laughter as he brought the mic up, “She’s out shopping with Danneel so I think now is the only safe time to share it.” Jensen said while Jared began to laugh again.

“Okay, so as some of you guys know I have a little sister, Y/N. I like to, I keep the lives of my family private so you guys don’t know too much about her, but she’s a giant nerd. Ridiculously smart, prefers to hangout at home reading, but she’s crazy beautiful.” Jensen spoke about you with fondness in his voice.

“So we dragged her out last night and brought her to bar.” Jared cut in, laughter still evident in his voice

“She was so ticked.” Jensen said chuckling, “While we were at the bar a guy came up to her and asked her to dance. I didn’t want her to-”

“Jensen is very protective of Y/N-” Jared cut in.

“She’s my baby sister!” Jensen replied with mock offense, “Anyways, Danneel forced Y/N to give the guy a chance-”

“While I made Jay stay seated.” Jared said laughing.

“But my sister starts dancing with this guy, it’s obvious she doesn’t wanna be there, so she starts dancing like this.” Jensen tells the story while beginning to reenact your dance move. Next to him Jared was cracking up before he joined Jensen in dancing in their seats. “She was looking around too and I could just imagine her inner dialogue.”

“Oh my god I hate my brother. He made me go out, now I’m dancing with this guys and oh my god they all keep staring.” Jared said in a high pitched voice while Jensen and him continued to be you.

“Jared, I will kill you!” Your voice sounded from behind the stage.

“Oh shit, she’s here!”

header graphic by @squirrellygirlart || @miraculousblackout

Let’s talk about reposting, shall we? c:

I’m a little late to the party because I’m a dumdum who thought this was in August, but here we go. Long post ahead.

Funnily enough (or not), because I was late to join this protest, I posted a comic celebrating a follower milestone during the blackout and barely 2 HOURS later, it got reposted on Instagram. I kid you not:

(if you can’t see it, I posted mine 20 hours ago, and the repost was made 19 hours ago)

Anyway, this really puts a bad taste in my mouth. Not only was my work reposted almost immediately after it was made, it was also by someone who doesn’t even follow me AND they even changed up the caption for their own, thereby erasing my message for the comic I made.

I feel really disrespected as a creator. I made that comic to thank my followers, and right off the bat someone who is not even following me goes on and snatches it up.

The intent to repost this before anyone else was clear. Not once have I received a message asking for permission. It’s like… nobody cared to ask me first? It’s okay as long as they slap my name on the description like “lairep on tumblr made this”? Haha. no

Did they directly link the original post? Did they directly link my blog? No. And let’s be real, who’s even going to bother manually typing my name on the searchbar to go to my blog to see more of my posts when they can easily find them on some reposter’s account? Just giving the name is not enough credit. Just giving a name is not enough “exposure” or whatever new excuse a reposter has for doing it.

I’m not asking for much. Just don’t make me feel this way. Like I don’t matter besides providing content for you to peruse as you please. I do this for fun and I enjoy sharing, but I have the right to share in however way I want to. I’m the one making it, not you.

It took me a lot of courage to even start posting anything at all, because I’ve had previous experience of art theft that drove me from drawing and sharing for years… and if this goes on—- let’s just say I don’t want a repeat of that. I want to share, I want to make content, so please don’t do things that would make me want to stop.

Please don’t make other creators feel this way. Let creators feel like they matter. That you appreciate them. That you want them to keep making content you and others would enjoy. Make them feel the joy they give you with their posts. Make them feel like staying in the fandom instead of leaving.

Don’t steal, don’t repost. At the very least, drop a line to ask permission. It’s not hard to click links and type words. Even just to show you respect them as a person. It’ll be worth it, I promise. c:

This has been a long post (and I haven’t even touched on PLAGIARISM), but I had to say my piece. I fully support this blackout for me, my friends, and for other creators who are dealing with this kind of thing every. freaking. day.

Edit: Accidentally posted early instead of drafting, but I wanted to say I love all you artists/writers out there who bring joy and angst to the fandom and I hope you continue doing the thing c: I support you against all thieves, reposters, and plagiarizers. 

“Don’t look at me like that. You know you like it.” You snorted, rolling your eyes as Harry let out another huff of frustration. You were in the middle of a skin care/hair care/overall care products phase, and although testing them out on yourself was fun, testing them out with a friend (or in this case, your boyfriend) was a whole lot better! 

“Why don’t you have to do this one?” Harry whined, reaching up to adjust the towel that was definitely weighing his head down.

“I washed my hair yesterday! This hair mask is for after you wash your hair, which you conveniently did today.” You couldn’t help but smile at the sight of a pouty Harry with his hair bundled up like an ice cream swirl, his face set in a little frown as he continued scrolling through his phone. 

“Wha’ if my hair gets greasy?” 

“I’m sure there’s a hair mask for greasiness, don’t you worry.” You hummed, Harry digging his finger underneath the towel to scratch at his scalp. Harry loved you with all his heart, and he’d do anything for you, you knew that! Naturally, when you asked him if he wanted to try some cool products with you he said yes! Two hours into the process and he was starting to regret that decision. It was just… You’d pull this adorable pouty face at him if he refused to do something and he’d fall in your trap immediately. 

“How long am I supposed to leave this shit in for?” Harry grumbled, watching as you plopped yourself down on the bed with a cheesy grin on your face. 

“About a minute more.” You shrugged, leaning in and planting a kiss on his cheek. “Thanks for doing this with me.” You fought back a smile seeing Harry roll his eyes playfully before you were leaning in to plant a little thank you kiss on his cheek. 

“I think I deserve more than a cheek kiss for doin’ this!” Harry immediately pulled you back closer to him, tucking his face into the crook of your neck before he was sponging kisses to your skin. You giggled upon feeling one of his hands slide underneath your shirt, fingertips tracing random patterns by the bottom of your spine. He moved his hand to squeeze at your hip gently, nipping the skin of your neck while his hand slid down to cup the underside of your thigh in an attempt to pull you on top of- You pulled away your alarm suddenly went off, signalling it was time to wash the mask out of Harry’s hair. “What the-” 

“Time’s up! Let’s go wash your hair!” 

“But I- We were just- I-” Harry immediately slumped against the frame of the bed, blowing a raspberry before letting out a small laugh. “You are… Un-bloody-believable.” 

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gif isn’t mine!

Imagine admitting you want to marry Chris while you’re drunk.

You tumbled out of the cab and stumbled up the driveway of your boyfriend, Chris’ house. It was 2:18AM and you had just finished up at your co-worker’s bachelorette’s party, a party where you got ridiculously wasted. The original plan was for you to spend the night at your own apartment- as it was closer to the bar you were at- but after the third round of tequila shots, your urge to see the ever-so-handsome Captain America had you arriving at his doorstep instead.

You pulled out your keys and fumbled with the lock for a while before you finally opened the door. The noise drew the attention of Dodger who was now on alert and ready to pounce on the intruder. He barked once then stopped when he saw that it was you, he padded towards you and nudged his head into your hand when you reached down to pat him. You struggled to get your heels off and winced when your keys and box clutch clashed against the hardwood floor.

“Shhhh!” You told Dodger and pressed your finger to your lips, trying not to giggle. “The fossil is asleep upstairs, we can’t afford to wake him up.” Dodger tilted his head in confusion. “I could use some Fruit Loops.” You said to no one in particular and made your way to the kitchen. “Dodger, do-” You glanced back and realized the pup had made his way upstairs. “I’ll take that as a no.”

Chris was aroused from his sleep thanks to the noises you were making downstairs. He turned on his bedside lamp and glanced at the clock, wincing at the bright light; 2:23AM. He could hear Dodger scratching at his door but it was only when he heard a loud crash that he scrambled out of bed. He opened the door and Dodger barked at him before racing downstairs. Chris followed him and caught sight of your keys, heels, and clutch making a trail towards the kitchen; the only room with some of its lights on. He entered to find you trying to pick up the broken pieces of your favorite Captain America drinking glass.

“Dodger, stay.” Chris instructed him when he saw him start towards you; you looked up at them, eyes wide like a deer in the headlines. “Don’t move, Y/N.” Chris instructed you but you moved anyway. “Y/N, just- stay.” He spoke to you like he would to Dodger and you stilled. “What are you even doing here? I thought you said you were going home.”

“I thought you said this is my home.”

“I see you had a great time at Carly’s party.” He commented with a light chuckle and you nodded with a wide grin. “Hold up.” He said and reached for the light switch and turned on all the lights in the kitchen so he could have a better view of where not to step. “C'mere.”

“But you told me not to move,” you pouted like a child.

“God, you’re wasted.” He chuckled; he could smell the alcohol on you as he scooped you up off the ground. “Okay, lemme see.” He sat you down on the kitchen bench and took your hands in his so he could examined them for cuts. “Did you cut yourself?” He asked when he couldn’t find any. “Hey,” he cupped your face in his hands, “are you hurt?”

“I missed you tonight.” You told him and wrapped your arms around his neck; he chuckled softly and hugged you back, kissing the side of your head. “I wish you could’ve been there with me, it would have been a lot more fun.”

“I wish I could’ve been there with you too.” He agreed and pulled back, brushing your hair out of your face. “So I could’ve kept an eye on you and made sure you didn’t get totally hammered,” he chuckled. “I’m honestly surprised you found your way back here.”

“I can always find my way back to you, Cap.” You smiled and poked his cheek, drawing another chuckle from him. He always found drunk you incredibly amusing; it wasn’t a side he saw often as you weren’t one of those girls who partied all the time, but let’s just say that when he did- he made sure to enjoy every second of it. “I want some Fruit Loops, do you have any?” You tried to hop off the bench but he used his body to lock you into place. “What are you doing? I want Fruit Loops.”

“The last thing you need is sugar,” he said then chuckled when you pouted adorably. “Right now, you need Advil, lots of water, and- sleep. Stay up here, okay? I don’t need you cutting yourself.” You scrunched your nose and nodded. “I’m going to sweep up this mess first.”

He left you there and walked to the broom closet to grab the broom and dustpan. “Hey Chris?” He heard you call out to him from the kitchen. “Can I have my water in that glass I like?” You asked as he walked back in. “You know, that Captain America glass from Stan Lee’s team.”

“Yeah um-” He chuckled and lowered his gaze onto the said glass that was shattered on the ground. “I don’t think you can ever drink water from that glass again. Considering you broke said glass,” he reminded you and your face fell. “Exactly how much did you drink?” He squatted on the ground and swept up the glass that was fortunately empty when you dropped it.

“Lots,” you responded simply and he chuckled with a shake of his head. “Hey, where’s my phone?”

“You left it in the hallway,” he answered and you hopped off the counter. “Uh uh-” he held up a finger at you and you climbed back on the counter. “I’ll get it for you, just stay there please. You are in no state to be maneuvering around, I don’t need you to break anything else tonight.”

“What did I break?” You asked, completely forgetting about the glass you’d dropped earlier tonight.

“You are ridiculous,” he chuckled. “Just stay there.” He dumped the swept up shards into the bin then walked out into the hallway to get your clutch. He picked it up off the ground then fished out your phone and saw a text notification from your best friend, Luca, that was addressed to him.

“Hey, Chris.
Did she make it to yours okay?”

Chris responded with a quick “yeah, I’ve got her.” With your phone in his hand, he placed your clutch on the table then made his way back into the kitchen. “What are you doing?” He stood in the archway and chuckled at you; you had stripped off your red dress and was now sitting on the bench top in just your bra and panties. “Aren’t you just a sight for sore eyes?” He teased you as he walked over.

“Just out of curiosity.” You wrapped your arms around his neck as he pushed himself in between your legs and placing your phone down on the counter and his hands on your waist. “Are you going to marry me?” Your question surprised him, but made him smile nonetheless; your drunk mind was speaking for your sober heart.

“Are you going to remember this in the morning?” He asked and you thought about it for a while then nodded your head. “Yeah, I don’t think so.” He chuckled softly, rubbing small circles into your skin. “Well, since you won’t remember this- I might as well be honest with you.” You raised your eyebrows, waiting for his answer. “I am definitely going to marry you. I’ve been thinking about it since our first date, I’ve just- been waiting for the right time to ask. We’re both busy people, I want the proposal and the wedding at a time that works for the both of us.”

“Have you thought about how you’re going to propose?”

“I have,” he nodded, “numerous times. My favorite is still the cliché of taking you to a holiday cabin, cooking you dinner, and putting the ring in your dessert. I’m just a little afraid you might swallow the ring whole,” he joked and poked your side, causing you to giggle. “Why so curious? Are you afraid I wasn’t going to marry you?”

“Well- if I’m being completely honest, I guess I was a little afraid you didn’t want to marry me because I wasn’t sure about having kids.” His face fell slightly; he was a little upset with himself that he made you feel that way. “I know you like children and that they are an important part of your life plan, so yeah- I was a little afraid I wasn’t enough.”

“I’m sorry I made you feel that way,” he kissed your forehead. “You are enough, Y/N. You have no idea how much you mean to me,” he told you. “All I want is you, you are the most important part of my life plan.”

“And you’re the most important part of mine, which is why I’d gladly have children for you.” You told him for the first time in three years and he felt his heart skip a beat. “I tell people I don’t want kids because it seems scary, but with you- it doesn’t seem as scary.”

“This is by far my favorite drunk Y/N moment,” he told you with a wide smile. “Thank you for telling me that,” he gently pinched your chin between his thumb and index finger, brushing your pink lips with his thumb. “You won’t remember this but at least I know where you stand. Like you say, drunk minds speak for a sober heart.”

“I’ll remember this,” you nodded. “Give me a pen and I’ll write it on my hand.”

“No,” he chuckled with a shake of his head. “I would prefer you not to remember this ‘cause I would like the element of surprise when I propose to you. Now c'mon,” he lifted you off the bench and plopped you onto your feet. “Let’s get you an Advil and put you to bed.”

“Chris?” You grabbed his hand and pulled him back towards you when he tried to walk to the pantry to get the medicine box. “I think I’m in-love with you.” You told him and he nodded in acknowledgement, chuckling. “No, I’m serious.”

“We’ve been dating for three years and you just told me you’d have kids for me, I think I already know that.” He caressed your face and kissed your forehead. “Do you want to make any other shocking announcements? ‘Cause I really need to get you that Advil and put you to bed otherwise you’re going to be having one hell of a hangover tomorrow.”

“No,” you shook your head, letting go of his hand. “That’s the only one.” You said then grinned which made him laugh. “Can we have pancakes in the morning?” You asked as he grabbed a sachet of Advil from the box.

“You can have anything you want,” he nodded. “Take this,” he popped two pills out of the sachet and passed it to you. “Let me get you some water.” He grabbed a glass from the cabinet and filled it with the filter tap water. “Here,” he passed it to you with the instruction, “down the pills then drink it all. I don’t want to see a drop of it left in the glass.”

“You got it, Captain.” You saluted him then proceeded to do as he instructed.

“You’re going to have a lot of fun tomorrow morning,” he chuckled and kissed the top of your head.

What do we think, part 2?

Here’s my mini-series Masterlist.

“BANG!”


Here is a gif that takes waaaaayyyy too much time to do! But I really love it was really fun to animate these two ;)

I imagine them doing this little danse in front of batman trying to stop them to rob a bank or a jewelry. A little bit like the Team Rocket or something like that! (I’m pretty sure they would practice a lot to make this choreography perfect for batman…)

Anyway, Hope you like it, and see you soon ;)

Hello friends! Guess who’s back? Spoiler - it’s me. So I have a confession - I love soulmate AUs. I’ve not written Pietro in a while so I eased myself into this by focusing predominantly on another character. It needs a second part to finish it off which I’ll upload soon. Hopefully the plot is twisty and interesting enough for you guys. Thanks to @sxnali for the request; I loved it. Enjoy, my darlings!

Prompt[s]: (if you don’t mind) can you do a soulmate au where the first words they say to each other are tattooed somewhere on the other’s body? with pietro please? (im sorry if this sent twice i think i hit send in the middle of typing this but im not sure oops)

‘Almost a Mistake’ (Part 1)

There was a reason that New York was considered the city that never sleeps. Regardless of the hour, life was buzzing, left, right, and centre. Cars clamoured the roads in lines of traffic, and birds flew overhead, seeking and taking every opportunity amongst the crowds of hungry people that swarmed the streets.

The smell of hot dogs was prominent – especially on a Saturday when everyone and his mate was out on the streets. You wished that you could say you too had come out for fun but work had called you in for overtime, and the coming winter’s energy bills convinced you to take it.

With your headphones safely nestled on your head, you navigated the bustling tourists with your eyes on your iPod, trying to pick the best tune for the next leg of your journey. You’d splashed out on new headphones and for good reason – there were noise cancelling. As far as you were concerned, that made them worth the cost, tuning out the soundtrack of the city as you walked.

Each time you skipped a song, there was a moment of quiet where the world bled in. You heard horns beeping, steps smacking against the pavement, and even someone shouting in the distance. Probably a food vendor trying to sell to a passer-by. You skipped another song and got another flash of reality. Cooing pigeons, roaring engines, and still a person shouting. It was definitely male, and getting closer.

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Alright it is not very many but these are all the Borderlands related pixel edits including a special one for one of @starrelia ‘s AUs. There where a lot more for the Zer0 edit but they were all pretty much the same. The emojis on their mask just flashed differently for the most part. I hope to make many more of these. They’re fun and look neat.

Edit: Here are the links to the individual edits and yes you can use them if you would like but either credit my art blog here or the rp blog I originally posted them on. Except the pink one. You can’t use that. Only starrelia can use that one.

Hey everyone!

Just wanted to let you know I’ll be pretty inactive online this week because I’m going to be busy moving into my own apartment!

I also wanted to mention that I can’t express how grateful I am for how wonderful everyone has been to me ever since I’ve become a presence online again. I’m so happy to have rekindled relationships with old friends and make lots of fun new ones too! I think without the morale boost you have all provided me, I wouldn’t have even been able to make this large leap into the next chapter of my life.

I appreciate every single like, comment, hidden reblog tag (yeah i read them all), and friendships that make this little hobby of mine so worthwhile and magical.

🖤 MUCH LOVE 🖤

Hello EvB participants!

We bring you the moment you’ve all been waiting for… the unveiling of the team rosters! Under the cut below you will find the line up for Team Engineering and Team Biochem.

I tried to take into account your preferences, but unfortunately balancing the teams came above all. Luckily, we are blessed with a friendly, welcoming fandom so both teams should be a lot of fun!

The challenge is running a little differently this year, so that’s why there’s not a separate team post for each. That will come late once things start officially. 

Tomorrow, votes for each team leader will go up. After you’ve selected your team leader and I’ve gotten to plan with them (I’ll be working very closely with each team leader this year), Engineering vs. Biochem will officially launch on July 10th. That’s when you’ll be added to the spreadsheets, get the official point rules, etc. There will be official team rosters posted from each blog then so you can reblog and rep your team with pride!

If you have any comments, questions or concerns regarding the roster, or you submitted a sign up and don’t see yourself here, please message the network so that we can resolve it!

And now, without further ado….

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Hey everyone! 
Sorry for not posting anything for a while. I was abroad on a small break, went on a short trip to Amsterdam, which was great, but now I’m back to work!

Today I started tweaking combat and enemy attacks to make it all feel better. It’s going to be a very long process but if the combat doesn’t feel just right then the entire game wouldn’t be fun. As a first step I added a white flash on enemies when their hit to help with hit detection. This already adds a lot more impact to attacks and also makes it easier to understand what’s happening.

Another thing is that I added a windup stage and a recovery stage to the enemies attacks as well as make them move slightly in the direction of the attack when swinging. This makes it easier to tell when an enemy is going to attack, giving you time to dodge or attack to stagger.

That’s all for now!

You casually entered Eddie’s trailer, not really caring if you caught him in the middle of getting dressed or getting undressed. You knew he wouldn’t mind either way. The two of you had already seen what the other looked like without clothes due to the intense sex scene you two had filmed days prior. You giggled silently to yourself at the thought of how nervous and shy you were when you had read the script and realized that you would have to be completely stark naked in front of a really good friend. 

You had met Eddie years ago and formed a great friendship with several linked films together This one, however, was the first that the two of you would be lead roles with each other. It was also a first for you to film a sex scene, Eddie on the other hand had done so many of them, it didn’t seem to phase him when you causally brought it up. Making you feel ten times as nervous because you felt that you too, shouldn’t feel weird. But, you did and quickly realized that it was a lot easier than you had expected and you could guess having Eddie poke fun in between takes had something to do with it. 

“[Y/N], so lovely for you to drop by.” There was humor kissing his words as he looked up from his spot on the couch with a book in his lap. 

You slumped down next to him, flickering a look. “I needed a friend.” 

A brow was quirked and the book closed as he shifted and placed it on the table beside him. “I’m always here when you need me, what’s wrong?” Concern washed over him as he turned to face you. 

Sighing, you too turned to face him. “This movie’s really got me thinking about life.” Propping your elbow on the back of the couch, you chewed on your lip. 

“Okay?” Eddie questioned, “And?” 

“And,” you started, “I feel like I’m never going to find someone to settle down with.” 

Eddie’s face twisted with slight amusement, “Is that what’s got you upset, [Y/N]?” Shaking his head, he chuckled. “You’re a lovely woman, [Y/N]. You’ve got a line of men just waiting.” 

Crossing your legs, you pouted. “I’d hardly call it a line, Eddie.” 

“Okay, a trickle.” He joked.

You playfully swatted at him, “Besides, none of them seem fit for me to settle down with. My clock is ticking, Eddie. Literally ticking down.” You gestured towards your lower abdomen. “I’ll be lucky to even have one kid.” 

“Love, you’re still young. Plenty of women who are older than you have carried.” Eddie murmured. 

“Fine, that partially solves one problem.” You sighed. “Why can’t I find a good trait in any of the guys I go out with? I used to go on dates all the time. What is wrong with me?” 

“Maybe you’re just looking for the right man.” Eddie firmly said, shrugging his shoulders, “Your subconscious is stepping in, I’d say. I can’t exactly say with a straight face that you’ve had a good track record.” 

“I’ll admit, I’ve dated some pretty shady guys in the past-”

“-darling, I hate to admit it but all of them were shady.” 

“Help me, then.” You halfway cried. “I just want to be happy and loved.” Running your hand through your hair, “Is that too much to ask.” 

“It’s not so easy but tell you what,” Eddie stood up, checked his watch and held out a hand for you to hold. “Let’s go to dinner, we’ve got a free night, might as well use it. I’ll show you the kind of traits to look for.” He gave you a genuine smile. 

Taking his hand, you chuckled. “Careful, Eddie. You might make me fall in love with you instead.” 

Firmly pulling you up, he pulled you in close. His voice low with a smirk on his lips. “That’s the plan, love. Let’s go.” 

Day Twelve: Gelphie or Fiyeraba? 

 I have always loved Gelphie so much. Like, both in the book and the musical. I think there are a lot of hints to them having some feelings™ for each other in both. Also, it’s always fun to ship something that “isn’t canon”. And these two just belong together so… yeah. Gelphie is better than Fiyeraba.

“Three- no, Four.” - Tyler Seguin

Requested - Yes! : “Can you please do a Tyler Seguin imagine about having 3 kids and yn is pregnant with the 4th kid but she has to go away for work and Tyler has to take care of the kids and he doesn’t know how yn takes care of them all”

Warnings: infected with a lot of children

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I looked at my phone and noticed a FaceTime trying to come threw from Tyler. I quickly answer it before my meeting began and heard yelling instantly from the three children that you have with him- so far.

“You sound like you’re having fun babe.” I laughed and Tyler’s face came into frame and he looked so exhausted. “The bags under your eyes are designer Ty.”

“Ha” he said sarcastically giving you a small smile. “I don’t know how you can do it. They are like puppies who never stop, it’s like they were born with a sugar high. They try to get away with everything. How do you do it?”

“The only reason they think they can get away with everything is because you let them babe. You have to get ready we have another about to pop out too Tyler.” I laughed at him , Tyler still not amused.

He shows me around the house and how messy it is from the three small boys who popped in and out of frame.

Kaden showed me his new toys that daddy bought him and I reminded Tyler why they think they are the boss. Benji showed me his silly faces and Garrett didn’t bother to pay attention to me because he was too busy playing with the dogs.

“I hope our little girl isn’t as high maintenance as these hoodlums.” Tyler whined into the camera plopping himself on the couch wincing in pain. “ I think I sat on a lego.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at him. “Well our little girl has been extremely active, I think she misses her dad.”

“Oh really tell her he’ll see her soon.” Tyler smiled.

“Yeah I call Jamie and he can let her know.” I joked rubbing my stomach feeling the kicks power increase. “I miss you babe.”

“I miss you too and tell Jamie to back off when you call him.” Tyler laughed going along with the joke. “Come home soon please, I don’t know how long I will last.”

“You’ll make it my love.” I smile at him reassuring him that it’s not all that hard when it comes down to it. “I love you and I will call you tonight okay Ty?”

“I love you too Y/N talk to you later have fun at your meeting give baby girl a cuddle for me.” Tyler kissed the camera goodbye before hanging up and you going to your meeting.