literally way too lazy to write out everything at the moment

Analysis: Astro as Boyfriends...

To the anon that requested this: I sincerely apologize about how ridiculously long this is;;; it’s like rly long i’m so sry but once you get me started on Astro as BFs, I could go on for hours, okay? like they’d be the best boyfriends EVER don’t fight me on this <3 T~T


  • literally the softest boyfriend in the world
  • always wants to make sure you’re happy and comfortable
  • if you’re not though
  • he becomes like this unstoppable pillar of emotional and physical reassurance and support <3
  • he’ll always snuggle you until you feel better
  • or until you’re ready to talk about whatever’s bothering you
  • loves to bear-hug you from behind
  • and just totally wrap you up in his arms
  • SUCH a good listener
  • incredibly patient!!
  • loves showing off for you but gets embarrassed about it easily
  • buys you little presents all the time
  • just lil things
  • like “i saw this and thought of you” type of gifts
  • bc you’re always lowkey on his mind
  • lowkey what am i saying?? ur highkey on his mind


  • let’s talk about skinship =u=

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cat got your tongue?

I had this silly idea over here and wanted to make a comic out of it, but I’m too lazy, so I wrote it out as a messy drabble instead.

“Open your eyes, little guy. There ya’ go. Meet your makers, Bendy!”

The bewildered studio employees looked on with mouths agape. Their boss Joey Drew stood up from kneeling on the floor and turned around, beaming from ear to ear, holding his cartoon devil mascot in his arms like a proud father showing off his newborn child. This time it wasn’t a cardboard standup or ink on celluloid – Bendy the Dancing Demon had been literally brought to life before their eyes.

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Surprise! (Auston Matthews)

Anonymous said:

Can you do an Auston Matthews imagine where his long term gf surprises him by coming to visit Toronto and watch him play? Thanks!!

Word count: 1857

Originally posted by dylanmcilrth

You peer out the window of the plane, the city of Toronto shining brightly beneath you. For three years, you had been dating Auston. Your longest time spent apart had been for two weeks every summer when he was away at a team hockey camp. Now that he played for the Leafs, however, it had been four months since you had last seen your boyfriend. Four months since you had gotten to see his face off of a phone screen. Four months since you had been able to hear his corny jokes at the drop of a hat and hold his hand. These had been the longest four months of your life, honestly.

But now you were on your way to Toronto and the best part was, Auston had no idea. It was Auston’s teammate William Nylander that had the idea to surprise him, actually. Auston had been in a funk lately that hadn’t been getting any better. He was getting into more little spats with his teammates; he was more irritable in general, actually; he wasn’t putting up as many points as you-and everyone-knew he had the potential to put up and; the issue that was of most concern to you, he wasn’t talking to his teammates nearly as much. Instead, he spent nearly all of his time texting you, or calling you, or Snapchatting you, or FaceTime-ing you. While you loved everything about Auston and your conversations, it was very time-consuming to always be talking to him while you were busy with other activities, and you were worried about him.

That was where Willy came in. He had called you and asked if you would consider flying up to Toronto to surprise Auston during one of your school breaks. Actually, he said that the whole team wanted you to come up. It was a team decision, he said, and everyone knew that he was just really missing you.

You booked your ticket right after the phone call.

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sappy feelings (and a follow forever).

so, I’ve kind of been going back and forth about when exactly that I was gonna do a follow forever. however, I hit 2k followers a while back (screaming internally!!!) and I thought now would be a great time to do it! excuse the edit I made on PicsArt, I am not good at editing things lol

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anonymous asked:

Hi there! if it's not too annoying, may I ask why you dislike Life is Strange so much?

Oh boy, where do I start. I’ve probably forgotten half of it too.

Also, before I get into it, don’t think I’m knocking anyone for liking this game. It’s obviously popular and I’m in the minority in hating it, so don’t let my opinion make you feel like you’re wrong or something. Art is subjective. Tastes differ.

Under a cut because spoilers and textwall

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laurentheshibainu  asked:

pretty please???? tell me more abt ur adhd+dyslexic kim headcanons??? bc i never knew i needed it. feel free to reply to this on private/public or just message me, w/e you'd like

(thank you for asking me i’m so happy afdsklgjrbgaag i’m sorry if i hc something wrong about adhd and/or dyslexia because i haven’t been diagnosed with adhd but find much of it recurrent in my daily life and habits (and at this point i’m questioning), and i’m not dyslexic, but omg yes i believe kim is :DDDDDD here are some of my hcs)      

-kimberly learns about dyslexia in middle school, and adhd, not much later

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anonymous asked:

May you write headcanons about batfam helping their S/o with mundane, highschool life? Or sth like that?

I kinda made this in a way that the boys are of the same age as their s/o and it became something like this instead. My fingers have minds of their own and next thing I know, this happened. I’m really not sure what I wrote anymore lol but thank you for sending in your request and nevertheless, enjoy!

  • Bruce has surprisingly high grades in his music classes and this always surprises you because where and how does he find the time? You are always at his house and he has never shown any interest in doing any of his school work whenever you came over to his house to work on yours.
  • But you should have known he would excel in everything he decides to do when he gives it a try. You are bad at composition but Bruce is really good at performing pieces exactly like how they are meant to be played so the two of you make a really good duo in music class.
  • You are also good at improvising, given the fact that half of your time in school is making sure the teachers don’t find out where Bruce is. Not that they don’t have an inkling as to where he is but you make a very convincing point sometimes they just let it slide. Also, Bruce’s family has a share over the school so they really can’t do much.
  • Bruce doesn’t like going to his classes and sometimes he makes you skip with him. “Alfred taught me until the syllabus is done – I can teach you better than the teacher can!” He will always try to convince you and you have never been able to say no to Bruce so what the heck.
  • If you have a ton of assignments to do, Bruce normally just leaves you alone after giving you a kiss or two and a promise to bring over your favourite take-out food or take you out on a date to your favourite dessert place because “you deserve it after pouring all that brain of yours on your work”
  • Supportive!! If you have to do a speech presentation to the entire school, will be there to help you. Makes Alfred help you too because Alfred teaches him all of these things and he has some really good pointers like how not to sound so nervous and sound very laidback and confident.
  • That school festival you are a committee of, Bruce will make sure you take your rests when needed and low-key helps out too. He doesn’t want people to know because he doesn’t want to take credit for all the work that you have put in to. Very proud of you and will always show you just how much he absolutely loves and adores your work. Wouldn’t even mind putting on the school festival’s mascot to attract more people to come.
  • The both of you most likely end up as Prom King and Queen because the two of you are the IT couple / high school sweetheart.
  • Dick is over-all a well-rounder. He is smart, cheeky, lovely and everyone in the school loves and adores him. All the girls look at him with hearts in their eyes and half of the boys look at him with envy and the other half with respect. You are lucky to be his. Dick always helps you out with your student council activities. He would have run for President himself had he want the unwanted attention on him so he settles just for being the secretary – leaving the VP spot for somebody else.
  • Dick makes the best notes so the both of you are always comparing notes and doing study sessions together. Dick also helps you memorize your points as well as your notes easily. Would even randomly ask you questions whenever you are about to have tests. He just makes sure you are absolutely ready.
  • Very supportive and he is proud of everything you try to achieve in the school. Low-key likes showing you off to his family members. “Y/N is the best at everything she does!” “Yesterday she placed in the top 1% of the world for accounting.” And Dick and you are literally known as the power couple / the sweet hearts in school.
  • Jason is low-key very smart but he just doesn’t care much for his own studies or wants to do any of his assignments. He has a very typical ‘jock’ profile but he doesn’t really hang out with them much. He prefers to use his free time to go look for you. Sometimes he finds you sitting in the library reading your books for assignment so he helps you by pointing out this and that and helps you with your discussions. The type of boyfriend that helps you out with your homework but could care less for his own works.
  • “Jason, you need to do your work. You’re already behind.” You would have to tell him multiple times over the week but Jason only shrugs you off and sometimes shushes you with a kiss or two, or three. But at the end of the week, just when you think Jason is going to get scolded by the lecturers or teachers, he shows up with all of the assignments he didn’t do and hands them in.
  • Not so surprisingly he gets all A+ on his assignments like how.
  • He takes care of you very well in school. Makes sure no one bullies you – GET AWAY FROM HER – and he is always ready at the cafeteria with your favourite dessert that also happens to be the crowd’s favourite. “Here you go, babe. Got the last one just for you.”
  • When you are stressed out with homework, Jason will ask you to come over to the manor. “Alfred makes the best sandwiches – I’ll help you do your work. Come over.”
  • Tim is a very lazy genius so you really have to push Tim if you want him to hand any of his assignments on time. Tim just needs someone to constantly push him and remind him to do the assignments. That’s where you come in. You are his personal reminder not that you mind because at the end of the day, you also get your assignments done faster and Tim’s explanations are always so simple and not confusing at all.
  • Tim lends you his notes. Sometimes you copy his notes but most times, you just keep those notes to yourself because holy crap, Tim’s notes are the best. He writes down points so easily and his mind-maps are very effective too. Tim likes it when you ask him for help with your studies. “Babe, I just have a very good memory.”
  • Both of you are involved in a sports club – that’s for sure. Lacrosse for you, maybe. So you are never afraid to get things done. Tim is that supportive boyfriend who comes to your every game – even those where you have to sit out because of an injured body part or something. He has hand-made banners with your name and number and he also wears a jersey with your number on it too. Proud boyfriend™
  • Damian is a prodigy / child genius so anything and everything you don’t know; Damian will help you. Like that math equation you just cannot solve? Don’t worry, despite his snarky comments, Damian will teach you the easiest way for you to solve equations that are similar to it. He even breaks down problems for you to solve it with ease.
  • Damian is a Spartan tutor – not that you could complain much when Damian pops by your house bringing tutorials and problem sets for you to do because your grades have never been this wonderful and your parents think he is a blessing!
  • “Y/N, this is how you should d – whatever the teacher taught, just forget about it.” Damian will continuously tell this to you through every subject he is tutoring you in.
  • Damian’s favourite subject in school is probably language and history. Your best subject is probably sciences or arts. You are a hands-on person so you tend to find doing practical really fun and easy. Drawing and painting are really nice too and you enjoy them absolutely. Damian likes watching you paint because your look of concentration is just too adorable for him at times. Not that he will ever tell you – sometimes you often think he is bored but whenever he has to wait for you to finish, the moment you stop, Damian would tell you to continue.
  • “I want to see the finish product – the colours are so abstract but everything works.” Damian isn’t really in to art much but he knows how to appreciate it when he sees it and he definitely sees it in your pieces. Might even be that boyfriend who will always continue to push you towards achieving great things.
  • “No pain no gain, beloved – suffer now so you can bask in the success later!”
My love, my life, my always.

REQUEST: Omg so I really really REALLY love your writing and I was wondering if by chance and when you have time, to maybe write a blurb or something about Harry not really liking PDA and Y/N is comfortable with that, but there are articles out saying how their relationship is about to be over and Y/N never usually pays attention and she finds herself a bit hurt by it, with maybe a little argument but lots of fluff at the end?? Thank you in advance if you do this! have a great day xxxxxx

I literally sat down & wrote this all in one sitting after receiving this prompt because it gave me all the feels. Hope you like it, beauty. Much love. xo

You and Harry had been dating for about six months now.

You had met completely by chance. You were spending the weekend in LA with one of your old friends and he happened to be there. All you did was walk up to him and ask for a picture—a picture turned into a conversation, a conversation turned into drinks, drinks turned into lunch the next day, and the two of you just…took off.

You never expected to fall in love with each other. Yeah, you were a fan and you loved him like any other, but you weren’t expecting him to love you back. You didn’t think that he would look at you, the high strung little human being that you were, and say “hey, I’m in love with this girl.” Not when he could choose basically anyone he wanted.

And then there were the things that you didn’t expect.

For example, as soon as you two became public at about four months, there was an absolute uproar.

You weren’t the slimmest of people. There was pudge on your belly and stretchmarks on your hips, there was absolutely no thigh gap in between your legs, and you were incredibly insecure about your arms. For the most part you felt beautiful and good about yourself, but as soon as you and Harry became public people began looking for things to tear apart.

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The cliché vision of a cute couple waking up together, whispering sweet words and sharing kisses before starting their day was always something that you loved in television shows. It was so adorable and made your heart melt to see that kind of precious love. However, you knew that unless your morning began at noon then that would never be your life.

To say that you were not a morning person would be an extreme understatement. You hated waking up early with a burning passion. You were much more of a night owl and preferred to stay up late in order to get everything done as opposed to waking up early. Although, when you thought about it, staying up until three in the morning was probably the reason you hated waking up early so much.

Whatever the reason, you hated waking up early. And you were thankful that you had a boyfriend who was just as opposed to early mornings as you. And although the two of you had to wake up early nearly every morning for work, the start to your early days was never anything like the television shows.

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A small opinion about all the ‘Dazai ex machina’ posts I’ve been seeing. This is by no means meant to disregard/correct anyone’s like or dislike of a character or chapter(s). Y’all feel how you feel and that’s chill, but there’s a few things that I’d like to point out in defense of Dazai’s character and the way this arc wrapped up. This may not be the most eloquent post because I tend to shit out these metas the minute I start thinking about it also I’ve had a lot of coffee to counter the no sleep.

I too was disappointed at first in the way this arc ended. It ended too quickly, too easily, and I was slightly confused on how Mori and Fukuzawa were up and ready to fight when they were basically decomposing in their beds in the previous chapter. Looking back on it after the initial shock I realized that was probably the point. A lot of people have been criticizing the writing and saying that it’s lazy or anticlimactic, but look at the way the guild arc ended. That was the practical opposite of this ending, and this ending was so obviously easy that it seemed purposeful. Fyodor may have been surprised to be found, or may have had a Plan B, or maybe it was his plan all along. We don’t know yet, but I’m leaning towards the latter two. If the ending was meant to be short and sweet, it would not have been so abrupt. We’ve seen it end dramatically with Moby Dick so the talent is there. Just don’t count Fyodor out yet, it’d be like assuming Dazai would get caught and whisked away like “oh no ya caught me time for jail”. That’s not how he rolls, and Fyodor has already been compared to Dazai. Let’s be real Fyodor would not walk away so easily. Regardless of this being the original plan or a plan B Fyodor is not even close to being finished.

Now, the subject of Dazai being this god like all knowing persona is understandable but kind of a simple assumption at the same time. We watched Dazai and Ranpo work together in the first season with ‘Murder on D Street’ where Ranpo deadass knew the last words of a dead woman he had never met, but that’s Ranpo and he’s that smart right? We know it’s not an ability he’s just smart as hell and even Dazai admits he has no idea how Ranpo figured anything else out. But, Dazai explains to Atsushi how he figured out the few details he managed to catch, yet there’s nothing bashing Ranpo for his intelligence.

I understand that Dazai is always portrayed as the one with the plan, and that knows everything but that is his role in the agency. He doesn’t have a combat ability and he’s not very good at physical fighting. What does he have to offer then? His intelligence. His knowledge of the Mafia’s inner workings is helpful sure, but they aren’t always fighting the mafia. The ADA doesn’t exist solely to fight against the Port Mafia–they’re detectives. Dazai and Ranpo are the strategists of the ADA, but Ranpo is a side character thus his amplified intelligence is not over-used.

Going back to the Guild Arc Ranpo was the one who planned the ending, figured out where Moby Dick would land and helped Dazai set up the ending with the smoke screen and everything else. Dazai didn’t plop down and within five minutes figure out how to take them down–he needed Ranpo’s help. There’s a moment in the manga where Dazai makes a guess at the ending–he mentions the mountains, and Ranpo corrects him–yes it’s a minuscule part but it shows a sliver of Dazai’s intelligence being beneath Ranpo’s. We also see Dazai reaching out to Ranpo during the Azure Messenger episode to figure out where the bomb is going to be. Dazai knows when he needs help and isn’t afraid to reach for it, but because there have been chapters upon chapters of Dazai being the strategist vs Ranpo these things tend to be forgotten. We also don’t know how these plans come to fruition–if Ranpo and Dazai planned together to bring down Moby Dick how do we know this doesn’t happen with each major plan that’s been laid out?

I get it though, Dazai is a main character and his ties to Akutagawa and Atsushi drive the parallels centering around the story so yes, I get why it can get exhausting watching him solve everything. But, we don’t know if he actually figures everything out before hand or if he just shits out side plans based on the information given and goes from there. We don’t know how he thinks–and that’s part of his character. We get small glimpses of him (more than once) looking dejected when no eyes are on him, and that smidgen of emotion is all we are getting (for now). Until we know that he literally knows everything everyone is going to do before they even think it themselves, assuming Dazai is the master puppeteer in the universe is a bit unfair. We also need to remember that Dazai had this logistic mind set drilled into him for 8 (possibly more) years vs his two and a half (?) years out on his own. For a vast change of mindset that’s not much of a time lapse. 

I can’t lie and say I wouldn’t like to see Dazai legitimately screw up again but right now isn’t the time for his character development. If he suddenly starts realizing “maybe I shouldn’t be a manipulative shithead all the time” its going to take away from the beautiful development of Akutagawa and Atsushi. This whole arc centered around them (again) just as The Guild arc did because they are the main parallels. If Dazai’s character starts getting the development he needs it would be better to mold it realistically rather than it happen out of nowhere. So I get it, I really do, but Dazai is still not a perfect god like character.

We watched him devastatingly fuck up and not realize Mori’s plan in the Dark Era that resulted in Odasaku’s death. Odasaku is clearly a huge influence on Dazai, and there is a possibility this massive guilt could be the reason he’s more meticulous. In the Port Mafia he was more reckless, and that seems to have changed with the way he goes about executing plans. Now, he is not exactly good either. He doesn’t include people in plans, he manipulates, and he uses his perceptiveness to get what he wants. That’s not how he should roll, but that’s what stops him from being a very generic trope. I can understand how people feel his perceptiveness can be overbearing, but there have been snippets of him not always being on top of his game. 

I would love to see some serious character development for him and he needs to be tripped up, and I’m hoping that Fyodor is the character to do that. But for now we just have to wait and see if the writers take the right direction.

A Little Piece of Home

So I was all set to be writing my usual angst. I called for inspiration from the universe and Dan responded by posting a picture in the new flat and it completely derailed me. What happened next was this. 

As a side note, I wrote this very quickly and it hasn’t been edited so I apologise for any errors. I just have a lot of feelings.

(1.4k, Fluff, fluffiest fluff, moving house)

Until Dan and Phil can make the new place theirs, its still different and unfamiliar. For now, they’ll just have to be each other’s little piece of home.


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Sanvers Week Day 3 “You’re Drunk”

Shows up three days late to the party with a pile of words.  Hope you guys like it!

I don’t know if I’ll continue with the week or not. Just kind of had an idea I thought needed to be out there!

Let me know what you think! First official contribution to the fandom


Eliza was in town.  Eliza was in town and Maggie didn’t know until it was too late.  Didn’t know until Kara made a passing comment as she brought some muggers in to the precinct about the lunch that the Danvers sisters had with their mother earlier that day.  Had casually mentioned how Alex had been grumpy for the rest of the day afterwards, locking herself away from everyone, alternating between the lab and the training room until she left for home.

Kara tried, Maggie knew she did, but she could be oblivious to how Eliza affected her sister.  How Eliza would unintentionally say something offhand about Alex, belittle her career, her choices, hell, sometimes even her outfits.Kara didn’t always see, couldn’t, how the woman that had taken her in and treated her so well did not extend that respect to her big sister.

Eliza was in town and now Maggie knew.  Now Maggie was going as fast as her motorcycle would take her through National City traffic to Alex, to the apartment that was becoming theirs more than just hers.  As much as that idea sometimes scared Maggie it wasn’t even a thought in her head right now, all she knew was that she had to be there for Alex.

Parking on the street outside the Alex’s building, Maggie used her key to get in the front door and tried to get up the stairs at a normal pace so as not to alarm the neighbors.   She already scared them enough when she almost crashed into Freddy, a dachshund that lives on the second floor, when she rushed up the stairs to admit her feelings to Alex.  Alex, who was looking up from the couch as Maggie knocked on the door lightly while she opened it.  Alex whose eyes were rimmed red and open oh so wide at the arrival of her girlfriend, whose hands were tucked into the over long sleeves of her favorite white sweater, and whose legs were wrapped in a knit afghan that Maggie had brought over from her apartment, the afghan that her aunt had knit her after she’d come to stay with her.  Alex who was now looking a bit guilty as her eyes flicked to the half empty bottle of bourbon and half full tumbler on the coffee table before her.

“Mags…” her voice was soft, worn from the day’s emotions as she looked over to the door where Maggie was closing it slowly and making her way to the couch to join Alex.

“Hey Babe,” Maggie smiled as she reached the couch and took Alex’s face in her hands, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead, “rough day?”

“How did you…?” Alex began to ask before pulling Maggie down into a hug.

“Kara was at the precinct earlier, said that lunch with your mom was a little rough.  I figured you could use a little cheering up.” She said as she let herself be pulled down, her knees bracketing Alex’s hips and her face finding its way to the crook of Alex’s neck and slightly nuzzling.

“Mm, you’re the best,” Alex said humming at the contact.  She pulled her hands out of her sweater as she brought one to Maggie’s waist, the other reaching for Maggie’s chin and pulling her into a kiss.

Maggie pulled back, and made reassuring eye contact with Alex, “Babe, you know I’d love to, but you’re drunk.”  Maggie said, sliding from on top of her to sit beside her and wrap her arms around her.  “Do you want to talk about lunch?”

“Well, first, I’m not drunk. I poured the drink but then started thinking before I could drink it.  No more hiding emotions, right? Drinking that -” She waved her hand towards the cup on the coffee table, “Would just hide my emotions, plus I really don’t want to drink tonight.”

Maggie smiled as her girlfriend explained, placing a soft kiss on her lips as she stood.  “I am so proud of you Alex Danvers, making the right choices for the right reasons. You want me to put this away?”  When Alex nodded she took the bottle and tumbler in her hand and walked them to the kitchen.  She dumped the contents of the tumbler down the drain before putting the bottle in the cabinet.  “So do you want to talk about your mom now?” She asked as she got back to the couch and cuddled back into Alex’s side.

Alex huffed and snuggled further into the couch and Maggie, “It’s no big deal, I should be used to it by now.  It was just more of ‘Oh Alex, why does any harm come to Kara? Why don’t you anticipate literally every threat in human and alien existence? Why spend so much time at college or in the lab if your sister is still going to get hurt?”  Alex sighed and wrung her hands together.  “It’s not like I don’t try.  I know I try, I know she’s wrong, I know I can’t be responsible for everything that happens to Kara it’s just!” Alex sputtered and looked away the red returning to her cheeks and eyes as her eyes begin to dampen.

“She’s your mom,” Maggie said knowingly, reaching her hands to reach Alex’s, to stop them from anxiously wringing as she brings them, wrapped in her own to her lips, kissing each finger softly before she brings the to rest between their laps, so that they press comfortably against both of their thighs.  “Sweetie, it’s natural to want approval from your parents.  Your reaction is one hundred percent justified. You know she’s wrong and that’s what matters because babe? You do try, so hard, everyday to keep your sister safe, to keep me safe, to keep J’onn, and James, and Winn safe.  Hell you’ve even started to try and keep Lena safe, which is good, especially if her and Kara’s relationship goes where I think it’s going. And Babe?” Maggie continued, disentangling one of her hands to slowly turn Alex’s face to hers, “Even if you didn’t you have nothing to be ashamed of.  Is what you do great, heroic, badass, and may I say pretty damn hot?” Alex’s lips slowly quirk upwards as she raised her eyes to meet Maggie’s, “Yes of course it is. But listen, we are all adults.  We chose this life for ourselves. Yes, even Kara. She may have not had a choice in coming to this planet, but she made the choice to be a hero, just like you did.  And even though you help as much as you can, it is not your fault if something goes wrong, if Kara gets hurt.  She knows what she’s getting herself into, we just need a way to make your mom see that okay? And even if she doesn’t that doesn’t stop you from being the amazing person you are.”

Tears slowly fell as Alex nodded, and pulled herself further into Maggie her face resting on her shoulder and her arms slipping behind her back to grip onto the fabric of Maggie’s button down.  They stayed like that for a while until Alex had calmed down, the tears on Maggie’s shoulder slowly being replaced by lips as Alex began to kiss her way up to her lips.  Alex smiled as she arrived at Maggie’s lips and hovered for a moment smirking, “Now that we’ve unhidden feelings, and established my sobriety…” she slowly moved her arms up and down Maggie’s sides, “Can we do this now?”

Maggie nodded warmly as Alex leaned down and their lips met in a slow kiss.

Alex pulled up briefly and smiled, “I’m glad you decided to become a hero too.”

Maggie reached her hand to the back of Alex’s neck, pulling her into a longer, deeper kiss that lasted until both had to take a break to regulate their breathing.  “What do you say we take this to the bed?” Maggie said once her breathing has somewhat evened, her voice betraying her arousal.

Hours later, as they both lay content and wrapped in sheets, Alex’s head popped from where it was resting on Maggie’s bare chest, her hand paused from the lazy circles it was drawing on her stomach.  “Wait where do you think Lena and Kara’s relationship is going?”

Maggie chuckled and brought her in for a brief kiss, “In the morning Babe, get some sleep.”

Cross My Soul (Day 6: Promise)

Let’s just pretend that this is on time….


“Can you promise me something?”

The question caught him off guard, and for a moment, he thought of saying no. Soul wasn’t very good at keeping promises, he’d really preferred to avoid them. Besides, if he broke it, the young albino would become, yet again, a disappointment. As he turned to face her, however, he was immediately put off by the way her eyes had lost all mirth. This was serious. Soul couldn’t afford to joke around right now.

“Depends on what it is, Maka,” He responded, though he was worried he messed up by saying it. It was obvious Maka needed reassurance. She didn’t voice any displeasure though.

Locking her pure emerald green eyes with his competing rubies, she asked, “Will you promise not to leave me?” The uncharacteristic vulnerability came off of her in waves, and Soul immediately understood. No matter how much she would deny it, Maka had some abandonment issues. She was being an idiot though, like Soul could ever leave her!

“I promise Maka, ’m not going anywhere,”

“Cross your soul?”

Her scythe snickered at the death child’s play on ‘cross my heart’. It was actually pretty damn cute, if you asked him. She, however, scowled at the aspect of him laughing. “What’s so funny?!? I’m trying to be serious, okay?!” He sobered slightly at her yells, looked straight into her ember green eyes, and said,

“Cross my soul, Maka.” He lifted his right hand, and made a cross over where he would guess his soul would reside.

“Promise you won’t let me fall?”

Soul and Maka were quite literally on the edge. His hand was tightly clasped with hers, and Soul idly thought that he couldn’t keep this promise. He pushed that to the back of his mind, though. She was dangling at the edge of a cliff! Not the best time to think negatively.

It was at least a twenty feet drop, perhaps more. If she were to fall, it wouldn’t be without a scratch. As his sanguine eyes focused back on her, he smiled broadly, showing off his shark teeth and dimple. With a voice that evidently dropped with worry, he said:

“I promise Maka, I’m not gonna drop ya,”

“Cross your soul?”

Tightening his grip, he tried his best to lift his nimble meister away from the ledge. However, Soul may looked built, he’s not the one who trains almost everyday, she is. The scythe weapon fell down the cliff, with his meister’s hand still in his own.

Deciding to make the best out of the situation that will most likely lead to his demise, Soul watched the sun set, the wonderful hues of color dancing in the sky as one. The sun fought , and slowly lost, the battle of sleep. Everything seemed so slow, and the scythe could barely position himself to protect her body from the collision with the rocks below. A bird voiced it’s song to the afternoon. How peaceful would their death’s be? Right here, on this lovely late afternoon? There would be no screams, he knew, it would be quick. Just about all the stillness would be preserved.

Soul had excepted his death. Yet as he saw how Maka’s golden pigtails swam in the sky, and catch the beautiful afternoon colors, he remembered the promise he had made to her.

A new determination for their lives–her life–washed over him. Soul’s other hand changed into a scythe and hooked onto a supporting rock. Thank Death her hand was still in his. They dangled by his scythe arm, just a few feet away from demise. Time stood still.

“Cross my soul, Maka.”

“Promise you’ll lead me?”

She seemed to always find a way to make him promise something. As the jazz music drifted through the checkered room, Soul was moving in sync with Maka. The demon watched with a judge full eye. Did the little imp know of his desire for her? Perhaps. They are the same person.

Right now though, he couldn’t really enjoy moving in step with her. There’s a reason she was here, after all. She was risking her sanity just to match wavelengths with Crona. Which was extremely stupid. He couldn’t really focus on that, though. There was a heel in his foot at the moment.

“P-promise, Maka. I’ll always be here to take the lead.”

“Cross your soul?”

The imp snickered slightly, as Soul did the first time she said that. Giving the thing a death glare, Soul growled. The music was haunting, and yet his little meister was in no affect of it. The spark in her eyes made his sigh, then he smirked.

“Cross my soul, Maka,” Soul spun her around, ignoring the throb in his foot, as the room in his soul faded to nothingness.

“Promise you’re still my weapon?”

Soul had officially become a death scythe just about a month ago, and he somehow knew this was coming. The worry in her eyes made him sigh. These silly little promises of hers. His little rabbit (don’t tell anyone he calls her that in his head) was such the worry wart.

She rested her head on his lap, the T.V. blaring a commercial he had no care for. It was lunch time, and Maka was being too lazy to get up.

“I promise Maka. I’ll always be your weapon. I’ll follow you to the ends of the earth.”

She smiled fondly. They really only used the ‘cross you soul’ thing when they were younger, but perhaps it would be nice to rekindle the tradition?

“Cross your soul?”

He gave her a broad grin. Her hair was getting longer, he noted, as he took it out of her pigtails. Combing his fingers through it, Soul also noticed that she closed her emerald eyes, most likely becoming sleepy from his affectionate actions. When will he tell her his true feelings? Keeping it platonic was extremely hard.

“Cross my soul, Maka,” He absentmindedly kissed a strand of her hair.

“Promise you love me?”

Maka blinked once. Twice. Did he just steal her line? She had to stop herself from chuckling. He was truly a dork, and he showed it more than ever after a year of dating.

They sat on the roof, Blair purring on Maka’s lap, sound asleep, while the meister sat in between her lovers legs. The sun was just a sliver in the horizon. Purples and blues and reds created a painting that will never be created again. Nothing will ever look like this again. The world is too unpredictable to make the same piece of art work.

“I promise, Soul. I love you with everything I have.”

“Cross your soul, little rabbit?”

She blushed at the nickname, though he had been using it since they began dating. His strong fingers traced her cheekbone, while the other hand played idly with a strand of golden hair. Blair stretched out on her lap, but her sleep remained undisturbed. She smiled up at him.

“Cross my soul, Soul Eater.“


Sorry you had to read through my cringe writing!

Under the Mistletoe (Underfell Poth)

Because I love Underfell Poth

So here’s this short story for Christmas haha cringe material 

Also I saw this writing prompt: “Person A hanging 3 pieces of mistletoe in literally every room of their house because they need excuses to kiss Person B.” And I thought it was cute and because Fell!Palette is a sly bastard 

The originals won’t appear here so me and my lazy butt decided to call Fell!Goth Goth and Fell!Palette Palette because adding in the ‘Fell!’ part takes too much time

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anonymous asked:

Can I please request a fanfic in which Magnus gives Alec a little make over? Or experiments with makeup on Alec? Or you can add your own twist to it; I would just really love to read something involving Magnus applying makeup on Alec for some reason, it would be very cute! Thank you!

Oh, let me tell you anon, this was very fun to write. I always kind of liked to play with the idea of Magnus putting makeup on Alec. But there was a reason why I avoided writing it prior to this; I don’t know shit about makeup since I never wear it xD

So here’s my disclaimer: I don’t know shit about makeup, so if there are mistakes or anything like that, forgive me.

Other than that, enjoy… I hope you’re gonna like it and thanks for requesting this ^^

“Alec, darling, can I try my makeup on you?” was the question that made Alec’s eyes widen. He was sitting in Magnus’ living room, minding his own business with reading one of his books and the sudden question made him put his book down, his eyes widening in surprise for just a little bit when he saw that Magnus was now sitting next to him, his eyes literally shining with excitement when the question was asked and Alec didn’t get it. Where was Magnus even coming from? He knew that he never wore makeup; he thought that it looked good on certain people (Magnus, for example), but it just wasn’t for him. Whenever Izzy wanted to give him one of her famous makeovers, he just quietly made himself disappear.

“Excuse me, what?” asked Alec, not really sure if he heard it right, so he wanted to make sure. It didn’t make any sense. At all.

“I asked if I can put some makeup on you,” repeated Magnus and smiled, scooting a bit closer to Alec. To be honest, it was one of Magnus’ wishes for a while now. It wasn’t like he thought that Alec needed makeup, because in his opinion his boyfriend was perfect the way he was. More than perfect, in fact. The warlock just wanted to see how makeup would look on him; usually everything looked great on Alec, including his clothes (even though Alec disagreed with him on that one). Plus, he was bored and he wanted to keep himself entertained with something.

“Ah,” said Alec and slowly closed the book and placed it onto the coffee table and he made a short pause, before he continued, folding his arms on top of his chest. The Shadowhunter then took in a deep breath and shook his head. So he did hear it correctly. Great. “Why?” he then asked with a small voice, thinking that Magnus maybe would prefer him with makeup. “You know that I don’t like to wear it and-”

“I’m bored,” announced Magnus and ruffled Alec’s hair when he saw that he was becoming concerned, probably thinking that he didn’t like how he looked. With a kiss, Magnus eased Alec’s mind and all of his worries fled away. The younger one then arched an eyebrow, because he didn’t know how Magnus’ boredom and giving him a makeover was connected, so he just sat there in silence, waiting for an explanation. “Come on, don’t look at me like that,” said Magnus then playfully and sighed. “Look, you’re perfect the way you are right now, but,” said Magnus and Alec frowned again. So there was a but? “I don’t know, I just want to see how you’d look with it. If you don’t wanna, then it’s completely fine.”

So, if Alec understood him correctly, he wanted to give him a makeover because he was bored. Alec stared into Magnus’ eyes for a moment or two and in the end he gave up and shrugged. “Sure, fine,” muttered the young man and Magnus’ eyes were literally shining with excitement, making Alec almost regret his decision. “Just, don’t tell anyone, okay?” said Alec. “Especially not to Jace, because if he’d find out that-”

“Worry not, these lips are sealed,” muttered Magnus and pressed a kiss on top of Alec’s own lips, excitedly rubbing his palms together once they parted and the corners of Alec’s lips curled up, forming a tiny smile. “Now then, let’s get started,” said the warlock. With a snap of his fingers, all of his makeup from his bedroom was suddenly summoned onto the coffee table and Alec blinked a few times when he saw just how much of it Magnus owned.  

“Why do you need so much of the makeup, Magnus?” asked Alec and leaned a bit closer to the coffee table as Magnus was in the middle of finding the foundation. Magnus just shrugged and clicked with his tongue, annoyed that he couldn’t find the correct one. He had many of them, but none of them would really match Alec’s skin tone perfectly, so he just decided to go with the lightest shade that he owned and hoped for the best.

“Why do I need so much of it?” asked Magnus and hummed. “Well, all of this is needed if I want to keep looking so good, handsome,” teased Alec and the younger one puffed his cheeks. “What?” asked Magnus then when he saw the look on Alec’s face.

“You’re perfect without the makeup, Magnus,” whispered Alec. “You don’t need so much of this stuff,” he then added, really meaning it. Even though he loved Magnus’ makeup, he liked it just as much, if not even more, the days when Magnus felt too lazy to put it on. On days like that, Alec just kept on staring at Magnus’ handsome face and was completely mesmerised by the older one. Magnus’ soft laughter was what woke him up from his daydreaming and Magnus bit into his lower lip when he heard Alec.

“You flatter me way too much, Alexander,” said Magnus and even though he was pouting, he liked the compliment. “Look at me, darling,” he then ordered and chuckled. He then gently held Alec’s chin and lifted his head up just a little bit, scooting closer and he playfully waggled his eyebrows when he saw the concerned look in Alec’s eyes.

“What should I do?” asked the Shadowhunter and placed his hands together in his lap, shifting just a little bit, swallowing thickly as his eyes flickered down when Magnus opened up the foundation.

“Just sit still and,” said Magnus, pumping some of the product on the back of his hand and then dipped the makeup sponge into it. “Relax and enjoy yourself,” he then added and Alec slowly nodded, flinching when the sponge touched his face.

Alec didn’t particularly like the feeling of the foundation being spread across his face, but he kept his mouth shut, scrunching his nose when Magnus started blending the product into his skin. The warlock laughed softly when he saw his boyfriend’s adorable reaction, his fingers reaching under Alec’s chin again, lifting his face up, just a little bit and he couldn’t help but to laugh as Alec started slowly backing away, obviously not liking the process at all.

“Darling,” said Magnus and Alec opened only one of his eyes, not really knowing if Magnus was done or not yet. When he saw that that horrible sponge was away, he straightened himself up a little bit and he blinked a few times. “You’re a Shadowhunter, you battle demons almost every day of your life and a little bit of makeup scares you?”

“No, I just don’t like the feeling of it,” said Alec and puffed his cheeks, ignoring the urge to touch his face. “Am I pretty yet?” he then teased and Magnus gently bit into his lower face.

“You’re always pretty, Alexander,” said the warlock and decided that Alec didn’t need any concealer. The foundation didn’t really match Alec’s complexion, but it wasn’t so bad either. And yes, it made Alec look even more stunning than usual, if that was even possible. The next product that he picked up was the powder and he took a big, fluffy brush into his hand, signing Alec to come closer again and the younger one did, this time hesitating just a little bit.

“What’s this?” asked Alec and pointed to the pan.

“This, my Alexander, is what we call a powder,” explained Magnus playfully and Alec frowned, puzzled. It was the same colour as the thing that Magnus put on his face before. To him, it didn’t make sense, because he didn’t know what kind of a difference it could make.

“But isn’t it the same colour as that thing earlier?” blurted out Alec. “You’re putting the same colour on top of that?” he then asked and crossed his arms on top of his chest. “Stupid idea if you ask me,” he then went on by complaining and Magnus just laughed; Alec was adorable.

“Shush, I know what I’m doing,” said Magnus and Alec huffed, but stayed quiet after that.

Magnus dipped the brush into the powder and started gently gliding it across Alec’s face. Once he slid it past the younger’s face, some of the excess powder fell from the brush, making Alec’s nose tingle and the Shadowhunter sneezed, which completely took Magnus off guard, his body shaking with laughter as he continued applying the makeup. Alec’s face flushed when he heard Magnus’ laughter and he opened up his eyes once Magnus announced that he was done with that. Alec’s nose still tingled and he gently scratched it. Unable to help himself, Magnus leaned forward to kiss his boyfriend and he sighed; he was weak to Alec’s adorable reactions. After that, Magnus applied a little bit of blush and rubbed his palms together.

“Okay, so what’s next?” asked Alec, already dreading of the answer when he saw Magnus pulling out an eyeshadow palette.

“We’ll move to the eyes now,” said Magnus happily, because he was looking forward to that part the most.

“Oh good god,” said Alec under his breath.

“Don’t worry, darling, I’ll be gentle,” said Magnus and winked, making Alec’s blush deepen and he cleared his throat. “Now then, which colours do you want on these pretty eyes?” he then went on by asking Magnus and pointed to Alec’s eyes, opening the eyeshadow palette.

“I, um,” stammered Alec and frowned. To him it didn’t matter at all, but he knew that if he’d say that out loud, he would come off as an idiot. It mattered to Magnus enough and Alec respected that. His eyes scanned all of the colours and one of them in particularly stood out to him. It was a beautiful, gold shimmery eyeshadow and the reason why his eyes stopped on it, was because the colour of it reminded him of Magnus’ beautiful eyes. “That gold one,” he then said after a few moments of thinking, pointing to it.

“Oh, interesting choice,” said Magnus, because he was kind of expecting Alec to pick out a much darker shade. “Why this one?” he asked curiously as he took a new brush into his hand and Alec pressed his lips together.

“It reminds me of your eyes,” blurted out Alec and now it was Magnus’ turn to flush, a shy smile spreading across his face. When the warlock looked up at Alec’s eyes, his glamour was off this time and Alec could stare at them the whole day.

“Look down for me, Alexander,” said Magnus, his lips really close to Alec’s and the Shadowhunter just looked down, his face hot when he heard Magnus’ deep chuckle. “Perfect,” he said and dipped the brush into the golden eyeshadow. “Now be good for me and try not to move too much, okay? I don’t want to hurt you,” he then muttered and Alec slowly nodded.


Magnus proceeded by applying the golden shimmery colour to the middle of Alec’s eyelid. The younger one tried his best not to move, but the light pressure against his eyelid felt anything but comfortable. As Magnus was done with that, he applied a darker, brown colour into the outer corner of Alec’s eyelid, the bristles of the brush tickling against Alec’s skin, making the younger one giggle and Magnus smiled as well. “Look up for me, darling,” said Magnus and Alec looked up, his eyes awfully red and watery. “Oh, you poor thing, you’re tearing up,” said Magnus softly and chuckled. “You’re gonna be okay?”

“Yeah, great,” replied Alec and Magnus smiled.

After applying a brighter colour to the corner of Alec’s eyelid and blending all of the colours together, forming a beautiful gradient and finishing up the other eye, Magnus was proud with himself. He might’ve been done with the eyeshadow, but the real struggle came when he started applying the liquid eyeliner onto Alec’s eyes. Alec had to take quite a few breaks in between and after Magnus applied the mascara, the Shadowhunter was more than happy that the eyes were finished. His eyes were still red and they felt unbelievably heavy under all of that makeup, but Magnus seemed to be impressed with what he saw, so he didn’t complain too much.

“Do I look okay?” muttered Alec and Magnus slowly nodded.

Magnus had to stop and stare at his own beautiful creation for a little while. Alec looked stunning with the makeup on and even though he usually took his breath away, Magnus just couldn’t look away, he was completely in awe with what he saw. The mascara did wonders for Alec’s already long eyelashes and Magnus bit into his lower lip. The makeup itself was very subtle, but man, it looked fucking amazing.


“Sorry?” asked Magnus and Alec felt his face heating up as Magnus was staring at his face so bluntly. Magnus’ smile then grew and he just chuckled, placing down the mascara that he was holding and he let out a hitched breath as he gently touched Alec’s cheek. “You look hot,” whispered Magnus against Alec’s lips, which sent shivers up his spine, his throat going dry in a second.


“Yeah,” said Magnus and beamed up at him. “You should totally try to wear makeup more often, because it’s doing wonders for you, darling,” he then added and gently kissed Alec. “Do you want some lipstick as well? If not, then this would be it.”

“No, I’m good,” said Alec with a chuckle and Magnus nodded, because he agreed; adding something more to that would probably ruin the perfection, so he snapped his fingers and all of the makeup disappeared from the coffee table.

Wanting to see himself, Alec walked to the nearest mirror in Magnus’ apartment and his eyes widened when he saw his reflection in the mirror. He looked like an enhanced version of himself and he didn’t know how he felt about that. Sure, he looked good, but to himself, he looked ridiculous. The Shadowhunter couldn’t believe that some people, including Magnus and his sister, go through all of that every single day. His opinion still didn’t change; he didn’t like makeup on himself. But, he didn’t mind it on other people.

“So, what do you think?” asked Magnus as he crept behind Alec and wrapped his arms around him, pulling him close and Alec shrugged, turning around in Magnus’ arms. “I did a good job, didn’t I?”

“Yeah,” said Alec and grinned when he was rewarded by Magnus’ bright smile. “But I don’t think you’ll see me wearing this on daily basis anytime soon,” quickly added Alec.

“I know,” said Magnus playfully. “It was just for fun. Like I said, I was bored.”

“But you’re not anymore?”

“Hmm? Far from it,” muttered Magnus and pushed Alec back against the wall, giving him a hungry kiss. “And I thought of another way to make my boredom go away,” he then went on by saying and a playful smile spread across Alec’s lips as he pulled Magnus closer to himself.

“How so?” asked Alec, his heart beating faster and he gave Magnus another kiss, which was just as equally hungry and needy, leaving the warlock panting already. Alec was amused; his makeover had such a big impact on the High Warlock of Brooklyn. Magnus was already all hot and bothered, Alec’s loud laughter filling Magnus’ apartment as he was being pushed into his bedroom.

Who knew, in the end it was Alec that got to enjoy the power of makeup the most that day, coming to conclusion that it wasn’t the last time he was going to wear it after all.

A fathers love (Father!Moriarty x daughter!reader x Sherlocks son

A fathers love (Father!Moriarty x Daughter!reader x Sherlocks son

Request: Can I request an one-shot where reader is Moriarty’s daughter; she is dating a boy, who is a secret child of Sherlock and unknown women and they are both hiding it from parents but the secret is somehow revealed? :) I’d love to read it xoxo - Anon

Writer: Jupiter

Paring: Father!Moriarty x Daughter!reader x Sherlocks son

Warning: None, really. Some kissing, is that even a warning?

Summary: Reader has a hard time being the child of the world’s most dangerous criminal, since he is often away. Then she meets Hamish, the son of the world’s only consulting detective, and they end up falling for each other. Things go well, until Moriarty finds out…

Author’s note: Hello world of Tumblr! Finally, I got time to write a request… And now I really want to see an episode of Sherlock in which Sherlock has got a son and has to deal with him… I hope you guys like this. Also: New layout!

Being the daughter of the world’s most dangerous consultive criminal wasn’t an easy thing. Sure, it had its perks. For example, you never missed out on anything. If you needed something, whether it would be something simple as new shoes or something slightly more difficult like bracelet of the queen of Scotland, you only had to give a shout and one of your father’s little ants would come crawl towards you and hand you it. Besides that, you also had inherited your father’s clever mind and skilful way of thinking, which came in handy from time to time.

But at the other side, there were some downfalls…

A normal life wasn’t something you had ever know. Yes, you lived in a huge house other for which other people would murder someone for, and you got every physical object your heart ever desired for and you knew that was more than some other people would ever have, but you had soon realised money couldn’t buy anything. It couldn’t fill the empty space you felt in your heart, as your father told you he wouldn’t be home for a long time once again because had something to take care of in a place far, far away from you. Because yes, you might be the daughter of the feared James Moriarty himself, but that did not chance the fact that you were a teenager who needed her father at her side, especially since your mother had died when you were only a baby. And that was a part you missed, sometimes.

And then there was the fact that whenever you would tell people your name, your real name, they would crumble in fear. Because you, (Y/n) Moriarty, was someone who should be feared, or who people thought should be feared. And even though they sometimes tried to hide it, whether it were random people or the workers of your father, you would always see right through their facade. You didn’t need to have a sharp nose to smell their fear, their eyes already spoke the words their mouths didn’t say. And at those moments, you wished you could be normal. No, not normal. Anything except that. But sometimes, you wished there was sometimes who wouldn’t look at you like you were a lion that could consume anyone with her sharp teeth, but who would see you like you really were. Someone who would understand you, who would listen, when no one else was there.

And that was when you met him.

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Some Help

Originally posted by nestorquik

Request: Would you do a first kiss prompt with Kathryn

Summary: It’s literally just a first kiss fic between GenderNeutral!Reader and Kathryn. Nothng special here move along.

A/N: Henlo my friends round 2 of fics I write in a dark lobby during a power outage 1500 miles away from home. Honestly this was really fun to write tbh I’m not sure why maybe it’s because it’s my favorite person Kathryn but idk I love her so much guys aw :) Hope you enjoy this one!

Wordcount: 474, she’s short but she’s cute and fluffy

Requests are closed for the time being, sorry folks! Please don’t send any in right now, just makes me sad because I know I’m not gonna write those.

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Hot Fuzz fic rec masterpost

Hello! As promised, here’s a list of my favourite Hot Fuzz fanfictions. About all of them can be found in AO3 and are mostly Angel/Danny centered. Note that the comments are my opinions on the fics more than actual fic info. I wasn’t sure how to categorize these but they’re now in general and nsfw sections for your preferences. Bolded ones are my personal favourites. Here’s also recs for aro/ace Angelbutter fics which can be found below here, too.

general content and teen audiences

First Date by KarlimeaghanThe cutest first date fic ever. Angel takes Danny on a proper date but not everything (nothing at all) goes according to his plan. English awkwardness and fluff. Rated T+. 4,371 words.

Reversed by sarahenany • What if Danny didn’t jump in front of Tom Weaver’s blunderbuss shot in time? Everything hurts. Safe from major character death, though, so not that bad. Rated G. 2,266 words.

Sunday In by anemptymargin • Domestic Angel/Danny and lazy Sundays. Life partners at their sweetest. Rated G. 727 words.

Christmas Number One by Phosfate • Nicholas’ and Danny’s first Christmas together. Domestic silliness and dreamy moments. Rated T+. 1,580 words.

Man of the House by mikes_grrl • Holiday ball at the stations wrecks havoc and Danny is the one to take the wheel next morning. I really love the badass and self confident mr. Butterman in this one. Rated T+. 1,157 words.

Partners, but not in crime by fizzyblogic • A bit uneven structure (the last 1/3 is just dialogue) but that doesn’t stop from this moving in together -fic from being cute as heck. Rated T+. 1,742 words.

A Boy’s Book of Practical Magic to Mystify, Baffle and Entertain by Phosfate • I love this fic so freaking much for several reasons: 1.the writing is super entertaining 2. it’s Danny’s pov 3. it follows a plot hole in the dvd extras (which I love) 4. the ending. is so lovely. rated G. 3,055 words.

Vodafone by majorenglishesquire • Angel tries to get over Janine. Luckily Danny is there, in everything. Cute ace stuff imo. Rated T+. 1,727 words.

Sandford: The Village that Cares! by mikes_grrl • I honestly don’t know why this fic is rated E because there’s nothing sexual or violent going on in it. Nicholas is just worried what everyone else thinks and Danny is delightfully caring. Rated E. 1,081 words. Part 2 of this (cute and rated G).

Staying here by sunnyrea • Janine wants Nicholas back and he’s got a lot to explain why exactly he doesn’t want to leave Sandford anymore. We all know the reason, though. Rated G. 1,356 words.

After The Explosion, the Days by Marie • Danny’s recovery from the explosion. Romantic but not too fluffy. Also note there’s scars involved (which I personally like), in case that’s triggering for you. Rated T+. 2,653 words.

Film Studies by Azarias • Incredibly adorable writing from Danny’s pov as he tries to figure out a way to ‘seduce’ Nicholas. It doesn’t go as planned but ends maybe even better. Also!! !!!Car chase!!! Love this fic a lot. Rated G. 3,947 words.

Preparation and Proposal by karlimeaghan • The one and only Angel/Danny proposal fic out there! This is so romantic and fluff-filled that it will melt your arteries. Rated G. 3,184 words.

Danny knows by anemptymargin • If hurt and comfort is your thing, this fic is too. Takes place after the explosion and Danny knowing what’s going on between the two of them. Nicholas is oblivious but the future and his heart are open. Rated T+, 2,006 words.

explicit content and mature audiences

What I See in You by irisbleufic • Study in the point of view of both Nicholas and Danny and how they see each other. Hint: it’s pure adoration. Rated E. 1,416 words.

Hot Chocolate by big_twinkie • This is personally my favourite read-smut-before-bedtime-with-a-cup-fo-tea-fic because even though there’s some clichéd tropes it works so well it can be read over and over again. Rated E. 3,736 words.

Handy Man by Random_Nexus • This fic struck (and Angel gets struck quite literally) with its hurt/comfort that leads to exactly what you expect. Rated E. 6,237 words.

Long Shot by Kass • Thinking some things are better untold is rarely a good idea. Luckily happily ever after isn’t that hard to obtain. Rated E. 3,272 words.

Words Unspoken by tawg • Such pretty writing but oh my poor heart watch out for the angst. Rated M. 1,729 words.

When to Stop by irisbleufic • It’s smut and it’s beautifully written. A short one but the same grand quality you can always expect from iris. Rated E. 720 words.

Danny’s Plan To Beat The Heat by Random_Nexus • Oh gosh I have such a weak spot for this fic. Danny and Nicholas spend a summer day alone together and get intimate when no one else is around. There’s also a lot of other sweet stuff but smut too. Rated E. 4,474 words.

Lie In by anemptymargin • It’s Sunday morning and these cute lazy bums can’t get out of bed. Might turn you into a marshmallow. Rated E. 1,803 words.

It’s in Your Jeans by tawg • Nicholas looks really hot in jeans. Maybe a bit too hot for his own good since he and Danny are basically in a public place. Only downside in this fic is the lack of appropriate use of lubrication. Rated E. 2,985 words.

At First Sight by irisbleufic • From the very start, Danny has his eyes on Nicholas – and the other way around too. Near perfect following of the film plot with the romance just waiting to raise its head. Rated E. 2,932 words.


tips on how to rehearse your instrument

okay, so, after ages of procrastination, here it is. My rehearsal tips for classical music. Mostly for piano, but also other instruments, especially woodwinds, since i’m also playing the flute! If you have anything to add to the list, just don’t hesitate :)

1. Prepare yourself. Yep. Even in music, this is an important step. Turn off your electronic devices, they’ll only distract you and you won’t need them - at least not for classical piano rehearsal. Get all of your sheet music together! You can also get yourself a glass or a bottle of water (Especially for wind instruments!), but make sure that the instrument won’t get any damage!

2. Warming up. This is so important and it’ll help you to improve your tone (winds) and your style. I recommend doing scales and arpeggios in different versions - you’ll always need them. Also, try out different breathing techniques if you’re playing a wind instrument, such as circular breathing. However, try to mix it up. Don’t do the same stuff every day because you’ll eventually loose interest in what you’re doing. Be creative! Don’t forget that music is art!

3. Don’t try to play all of your pieces in one day. What I wanna say is: If you have 3 pieces to practise - for example a Bach, a Beethoven sonata and another piece, don’t do all of them in the same day. Practice two of them the 1st day after your rehearsal, then two the next day and the day after that another two. This way, it’ll be a nice circle and you still practiced everything in the end. It’s the same with studying, really. Try to make a rehearsal plan. Also, if you only have to practise one piece, don’t just play it from the beginning ‘till the end. Do the same. Play 3 lines the first day, maybe 4 the next and maybe 2 the day after that. Divide the work in small chunks. It’ll be much easier to keep track of what you’re doing. 

4. Analysis. Most people don’t believe me this, but analysing your piece of music can be really helpful. Especially if your teacher just gave you a new piece to practise and you think it is way too difficult. It is not! Try to find out where the melody is. Is it in the left hand or the right hand? What is the form of the piece? Where would you play forte, where piano? Where do the notes come from, where do they go? Where are the important parts, the climax of the piece? All of these are important information that, if done right, transform the notes on the sheet into actual music. However, you may check the details of this with your teacher. They often know a lot more about music - and asking questions won’t be wrong. 

5. It is very important to practice the nuances and the intonation from the first moment on. In every instrument. Don’t try to make excuses as to why you would add that crescendo later. Do it now! To memorize the nuances easier, you can sit down for 5 to 10 minutes before your practice and just look at the notes, trying to memorize the small details that you added. 

6. Start slowly. You don’t need to be able to play a piece of music in the original tempo in one week. Getting to know your piece, feeling the music, takes time. It often takes a semester to remember 3 or 4 pieces by heart - depending on their seize as well - but that was at least the case for me. And most of the time, i was just too lazy and i could’ve needed two or three more additional weeks ‘till the actual exam. I had to memorize like 20-30 pages by heart for my last two or three exams and it really takes a good amount of work and practice!

7. So now to the actual rehearsing. Again, it is important to chunk down the piece into a lot of small pieces. Start with the right hand first, then do the left hand on its own. Or start with the melody first. Go slowly - it is better if you can play without any mistake, than playing 15 wrong notes in just one line. Also, especially for piano (and violin?) - write down the fingerings. This may take some time, but it’s so important to play everything the same way. Try to find a fingering that suits you, if they’re not included already!

8. If the piece has a lot of chords, you should play the chords first. (I’m talking about Rachmaninoff here, that little bitch!) Try to get the connection between two chords right, then add a third one, and so on. Before you notice it, you can play the whole passage already - congrats! Again, prefer going slowly and with the right notes to going fast with a lot of wrong notes. In classical music, precision is really important. And precision starts the second we start learning a new piece of music. 

9. Memorize the parts you played wrong, mark them, so you can go back later. For the very start, just try to get into the feeling of the piece. Then, take one section and play that 10-15 times. So slow, that you don’t play any wrong notes. Just 10-15 times, then go on to the next passage. At the beginning, you may repeat them more often, but as you’re already into the piece, don’t repeat the passage more than 15 times. Let it rest, go on to the next one - and only repeat it again the next day. This is also a great method for rehearsing if you don’t have a lot of time. It’s better to play just 10 minutes a day and just a passage than to not play at all! 

10. Get a metronome. Seriously. Metronomes are so important because it is literally so so so annoying when a musician can’t keep it’s tempo. And you need to be able to do so - even in difficult passages. Also, for pianists and basically every other instrumentalist (except for drummers maybe!) DO NOT, I REPEAT, DO NOT TAP YOUR FEET TO THE BEAT OF THE PIECE. DON’T DO IT. IT’S THE WORST THING EVER TO DO ON STAGE. Also, in orchestra, it’ll most likely annoy a lot of musicians around you. Just get a metronome. 

11. Don’t skip difficult passages. Don’t do it. Practice them excessively - with the method that i described in step 9. 

12. Listen to yourself. Record yourself if you need to. Criticise yourself. Don’t say “Yeah, I know i played that wrong.” Stop playing. Repeat the passage 5-10 times until you won’t get it wrong anymore. Then move on.

13. Enjoy yourself. Music comes from the heart. Try to talk to your teacher if you don’t like your piece or if you find it too difficult to practice and concentrate. I’m sure they can give you different exercises that are perfect to help you improve as an individual. 

14. If you have an exam coming up, listen to different youtube versions of the song. Get inspired - but don’t freak out. It’s okay if you don’t play Chopin as fast as Yuja Wang or Lang Lang or whoever is THE GOD in your instrument. Judges know and mostly respect that you’re a student. You’re still learning, and you’re nervous. They’re humans too and they know this. I also recommend to play the songs in front of people, for example your friends or family - often, music schools offer mini concerts for students so that they can play in front of other students who’ll take the same exam - before your actual exam. It helps to get used to the situation and it’ll be really helpful because you know what passages you have to practice more so that they won’t go wrong in the exam. 

15. Try to find out which way to play your pieces. One may requires more strength than the other, or a lot more concentration. Do you play your best piece at the end or do you choose the order by music eras and music styles? If you are not sure which way to play your pieces, ask your teacher for advice! 

16. During the exam. Don’t stop if you played a wrong note there. Please don’t try to correct yourself, that only disturbs the music’s flow. And the judges will notice the wrong note more likely if you stop playing. Mostly, they won’t even hear a wrong note. Just continue playing as if nothing happened.

17. Last but not least, if you have to audition for an university, it is important to know why you choose that certain song. Be prepared to explain what the song means to you or why you thought it would be good to play it in this setting. Also, be prepared to do an improvisation. Don’t freak out if they ask you to do something differently - they often just want to check if you’re able to change things up immediately, if you’re open to new things. Also, it is often required to play songs from different eras. Do it! And be sure to be in the required time limit as well! Mostly, they send you a list of things you have to be aware of when you register for the audition. 

18. As for the practicing times, it’s up to you. However, I recommend not playing a full hour at once - especially for piano. It’s easier to squeeze in a quick 10-20 minute practice between your study sessions. If you do that 2-3 times a day and practice the right way, you’ll be surprised on how your productivity will evaluate! Also, this method will make it easier to concentrate on your studying afterwards again, because music frees the mind from stress, relaxes your body and is good for your soul!