maybe even a ;) or :P but i quickly scrapped that it was. too much

anonymous asked:

your art and your fic are so perf, omg. thank you for existing in this fandom. if you're still open for prompts, then seriously hurt shiro? injured too badly to get up but still struggling to anyway and just painfully failing ;-;


It’s hard to breathe. His face is pressed into the gravel, sharp rocks digging painfully into his flesh. He has to… He needs to get up. There’s something—he can’t remember what, but there’s something he has to do. His body’s twisted into an uncomfortable position and his limbs are so heavy, he isn’t sure he can move them. He doesn’t want to. He feels kind of fuzzy and dull, and his whole body throbs with his heartbeat. It isn’t unpleasant, but he has this awful feeling that if he moves it won’t stay that way.

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Genre: 2012 angst

Word count: 1943

Warnings: swearing, alcohol 

Summary: Phil senses that things have changed and he decides to confront Dan

A/N: I apologize if this is somewhat choppy or has any eras. I wrote it relatively quickly and didn’t get a second opinion. Let me know if you’re interested in a sequel once you finish (obviously there would be a genre change *hint hint*). 


It was craved into his skull. He found it almost amusing how eight letters could make you feel like the equivalent of a dagger through your heart. 

Phil knew things had been different, wrong even, but not to the extent of erasing all that had been. He was unaware of the permanence that was labeled between them. 

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The Popular Crowd - Newt

Originally posted by die-jou-bu

                                     Modern/High School AU

For: thescarftrials

Character(s): Newt, Thomas, Minho, Chuck

Pairing: Newt x Reader, (mentioned) Thomas x Minho

Prompt: Newt is one of the most popular boys in school; you, however…. are not. One day, during a particular boring day in science class, a note gets tossed to you, from said “most popular boy”, could this be the start of something Mr. Charisma and Little Miss Loner?

Warnings: None

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Best Friends

[title]: best friends (basic am i right or am i right?)

[pairing]: shawn mendes x reader

[requested]: yes - (x)

[summary]: #13 | “i could kiss you right now!”, #53 | “i’m flirting with you” & #55 | “i fell in love with my best friend”

[warnings]: swearing

[author’s note]: this took so long i’m so sorry

+ “WRITING PROMPTS” prompt list

Shawn was nervous. He had no idea why, since you are and have been his best friend since forever, but he just was.

“Bro, you’re gonna be fine, it’s just Y/N.” Ian assures from across the room, typing away on his phone.

“I don’t know, man. We had this encounter last week and I don’t know if she’s gonna have a good time, or it’ll just be awkward between us.” Shawn sighs, pacing.

“Shawn, you and Y/N have been best friends since the fucking womb, why are you nervous? It’ll be just like any old hang out, except there might be some… thrusting involved later on—"

“Ian, shut the hell up. I’m not having sex with her.”

Ian coughs mockingly, Shawn shooting him a glare.

“She is the one who agreed to your dumb way of asking her out, so she must really like you.”

“Hey, it was not a dumb way to ask her out.”

“Shawn, you literally bribed her to go out on a date with you.” Ian points out. “You asked her out, didn’t let her answer by slipping a twenty dollar bill in her hand, winked, and fucking walked away.”

“She loved it.” Shawn mutters under his breath.

“But for real, man. You can really tell she likes you. And I know you’re head over heels for that girl.”

“There’s really no way to explain how I feel for her, Ian.”

“I know bro, you love her, don’t you?”

Shawn freezes. In the seventeen and a half years you’ve known each other, Shawn has never thought about loving you. Sure, now he really likes you, seeing as he spent around 5 hours one night thinking about how to ask you, scrolling back and forth through Pinterest, and then that was all he came up with. He loved you as a friend, no doubt, and he knew you loved him as a friend… But what about something more than that?

Did he really love you?

Well for one thing, he second guessed himself, wondering if it really was a dumb way to ask the girl of his dreams out. Shawn overthought everything when it came to love and relationships. For example, when he discovered these newfound feelings for you, he’d always suggest something for the pair of you to do, but immediately backtrack his suggestion and say something like, “—I mean, only if you, uh, if you’d like to do… that.”

He always seemed to get super nervous in your presence. It’s not like he wanted to be nervous and flushed around you, he just was; he couldn’t help it. You’d almost never leave his thoughts. He’d dream about you time and time again. He hated and loved it.

You on the other hand, didn’t really pay attention to that. You always knew Shawn was an awkward kid in a lot of situations. Shawn has the biggest heart of anyone you know and loved that about him. He treats you right, despite the fact the two of you weren’t dating. You kind of just thought this was an awkward stage he was going through. Maybe puberty was late for him… Then you look at him and think, “Oh yeah, puberty hit him like a fucking truck.”

“Wait, have you guys kissed yet? And what was the encounter last week?” Ian asks.

“Um, yes. We have, and that was a part of the awkward experience. So uh, after I asked her out, the next day, we hung out like we do every Saturday.” Ian nods.

“Shawn, guess what, guess what, guess what, guess what, guess what—”

“What, Y/N?“ Shawn chuckles as you radiate excitement.

”So since you’re my handsome best friend and have been since forever, I decided to get you a ‘Shawn appreciation’ gift.” You smile widely.

“Well you, are quite a sexy lady yourself, ma'am.” He answers cheekily.

“Stop, Shawn.” You laugh, blushing.

“I’m flirting with you, Y/N. You’ve taught me well, baby girl.” He smirks.

“Oh my God, stop.” You giggle, blushing crazily. “Now shut up, so I can get your gift.”

He furrows his eyebrows when you walk over to your closet to grab his gift.

“Aw Y/N.” He coos as you pull a rather large rectangular box out of your closet. “You didn’t have to.”

“I wanted to, Shawn. Words don’t even come to mind as to how much I appreciate and love you, best friend.” You smile, giving him a quick side hug.

He anxiously unwraps the paper, then using a pair of scissors to open the cardboard box. You excitedly watch him to see his reaction. You knew he was gonna love it, and he knew he was gonna love it. You were the most thoughtful person he knew and you spent a shitload of time on present giving. It wasn’t even his birthday, it was June!

As soon as his eyes land on the case, a gasp slips past his lips.

His head whips in your direction immediately, a wide smile making its way onto your lips.

“Y/N!” He nearly screeches, making you giggle.

He nearly tackles you in a hug, knocking you over onto the floor. You let out a yelp at his sudden weight on top of you. His large arms wrap around your small figure, as he continuously whispers in your ear, “I can’t believe you got this.”

He pulls his head back and leaves multiple kisses all over your cheeks, forehead, nose, and temple, making you giggle and laugh. But then maybe by accident, he kisses your lips quickly. He doesn’t seem phased by that as he’s probably in cloud 9, but your eyes widen just a tad bit, his action catching you off guard.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you…” And so on.

You attempt to brush off the tingling sensation you feel in your lips, hoping Shawn can’t see the light tint of color resting on your cheeks.

Shawn holds the guitar case in his hands, before opening it up and carefully pulling the guitar up and out of the case. Shawn stares at it in awe, admiring its small intricate details, tracing the edges of it with his fingers.

You watch him in admiration, knowing how much passion he has for music.

“How can I ever repay you, Y/N? You got me not just a really expensive guitar that I’ve wanted for two years, but Ed Sheeran tickets too?!” Shawn exclaims.

“Don’t repay me, please. This is to thank you for being so kind to me, loving, and for being my bestest friend in the whole universe.” You smile, kissing his cheek.

I’m so happy, oh my God! I could kiss you!“ He nearly yells before falling silent. He stares into your tantalizing eyes, his stare flickering down to your awaiting lips. You gulp, before leaning in to place a lingering kiss on his lips.

He kisses you back, placing a hand on your cheek before you pull back slightly, before pulling back completely.

You stare down at your hands awkwardly. At the time, you were confused about your feelings for Shawn. You knew you liked him a lot but you’d never been in a real relationship before. Although, being with Shawn all the time, it did sorta feel like oh were in a relationship… Whatever being in a relationship was like.

“I uh, I should p-probably go…” You don’t say anything. “Thank you so much for the gifts, Y/N. I’m planning on taking you with me to the concert if you want to,” you smile weakly at him, “but uh… I’ll see you maybe tomorrow and next week for our date?” He asks hopefully, in which you smile and nod.

He smiles widely. He goes to pick up the wrapping paper and scraps but you stop him.

“Don’t worry about that, Shawn, I’ve got it.” You say, getting up and leaning up on your tippy toes to place a kiss on the corner of his mouth.

The awkwardness didn’t last long, for you both hung out the next day, him teaching you how to play a few chords on his new guitar and fangirling over Ed Sheeran.

“But uh, yeah.” Shawn grins, finishing his story. “I fell in love with my best friend.”

i kinda like this one haha

guys i’m on my writing/posting grind

and tysm for 200 follows ilyasm!

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— september 25th, 2016

anonymous asked:

if you're still taking prompts, how about something like an alive!Hales AU where Derek is told to "stay away from that trouble-making sheriff's kid-- no really Derek, you need to think about your future" but he's like "he is my future???" so obvs they have to sneak around or something idk

So I had this idea, started writing, and then went to bed, and by the time I woke up two or three other instances of it appeared on my dash! Clearly some Jungian Unconscious business happening in TW fandom. Not exactly what you asked for, but here it is. In the meantime, I’m still taking prompts. (And working on some I’ve received!)

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vvikiminaj  asked:

Any advice for painting with water colors??

I’m not a very good watercolor artist since I’m a very messy person, and mainly use it for quick ‘sketches’. But these are some tips I learned in my first year at an art school which REALLY improved my work:

  • The type of paper you use makes a difference. You can get different weights and different textures and it will have an effect on the way your painting will look. Also, if you’re working with thinner paper it’s a good idea to stretch the paper first so it doesn’t get wavy while you’re working.
  • For stretching paper, you’ll need a bowl of water (room temp.), a sponge,  brown gummy tape (it becomes sticky when you added water), and preferably a surface to work on (i have a board of scrap wood i got cheap from the hardware store).  Damp the paper and 4 pieces of tape (slightly longer than each side of the paper), and working quickly, press down the tape on all four sides, making sure the paper stays flat so there aren’t any bubbles. Then let it dry, or use a hairdryer. I’m sure you can find youtube tutorials to give you a better idea.
  • Work light to dark. Watercolors are transparent, and you won’t be able to see light colors if you paint them over dark ones. It’s best to plan ahead and first lay down light flat colours, and gradually add darker colours and details on top.
  • Have a scrap piece of paper beside you to test your colors out after you mix them on your palette. Watercolors dry lighter, so it might not be the color you think it is. Adding more water makes your colors even lighter, and don’t add too much because you might ruin your paper. (And don’t make your paints too thick because that looks weird.)
  • Brushes make a difference! The shape and the quality; A flat square brush will have a different effect then a round pointed one. Please don’t buy brushes form the dollar store, because you get what you pay for. I know brushes are super expensive, and you probably don’t need high-grade brushes if you’re just painting for fun, but going to an art store you’ll find plenty of different brands, and hopefully one that is the right price for you, but still good quality! I have a TON of brushes, but usually I only use my four main ones: a small flat brush, a small round brush, a large flat brush and a TINY round for details. Depending on what your needs are, get brushes accordingly!
  • Brushes are expensive, please look after them so you won’t have to keep buying new ones like some people who are forgetful (me). Wash them out properly, store them horizontally if you can, NEVER brush-side-down. Don’t be too rough on them while you paint; paint on the side and dON’T REPEATEDLY SMASH IT DOWN ON YOUR PAPER FOR TEXTURE LIKE A TODDLER. (I DID THIS A LOT)
  • Sometimes you won’t need a brush! Experiment with different items for different textures. Things like sponges, painting over a net, using a toothbrush to flick paint… try using things around the house!
  • Masking fluid is really cool. You just apply it onto an area that you don’t want painted over or protected (like maybe the eyes), and afterwards you can just peel it off to reveal lovely clean paper! (depending on the paper!!! test it first!!!). Make sure you use a separate brush for this! (You can use the dollar store brushes for this :P)
  • Don’t be stingy with your paints (A BIG ISSUE WITH ME). Make enough color on your palette so you don’t run out halfway, because its super hard getting the same color twice.
  • If you make a mistake you might be able to dab it off if its wet (don’t wipe!). Since watercolors never really dry (you can make them wet again easily) You can mix a teeny bit of water of top of the mistake until its wet and dab it off. But honestly, watercolors are a very fluid technique; if you make a mistake try to work around it because you can’t really cover it up like acrylics or oils.

Um, here’s a nice resource for more tips!

Hope that helps! :D


His bed was too small.

Well, maybe it wouldn’t be too small if you weren’t such a complete and utter whale, Rae thought bitterly. Of course, Finn acted like it was no big deal and kept jabbering on about, well, something. Rae was too busy concentrating on sucking her stomach in and trying to make herself as small as possible to actually listen.

“What do you think? Rae? Rae?”

She blinked, finding him propped on one elbow, looking at her expectantly. “Um…”

“You really are a bit deaf, aren’t you?” He rolled his eyes, flopping back down. “You alright?”

“Yeah, s'pose.”

Lies. She was dying to take a deep breath and stop trying to make her navel touch her spine.

“You sure? Want some tea.”

“Yes!” She said quickly.

“Be back,” he rolled off the bed, his body fluid as he rose to his feet. Rae took a moment to her eyes rake down that fine, fine form, admiring the way the muscles in his back looked under his thin tee (Finn Nelson should only be allowed to wear white shirts, Rae decided) and that cream puff ass that just demanded to have Rae’s teeth- “Stop staring.”

“Not staring,” she rolled her onto her stomach, letting her belly pooch out as she dragged in the scent of his pillow. She heard him laugh a little as he closed the door behind him. It was always closed doors at Finn’s house because if his dad had an inkling Rae was up there, he’d barge in and talk her ear off.

Rae took Finn’s absense as an chance to sit up properly in the bed and breathe. Deeply.

Thing about being fat is always having to be mindful of which postions make you look, well, fatter. Slouch too much and you look heavier. Sit too close to the edge and your thighs take on monstrous porportions. With Kester, she didn’t care and at the pub, she had the table to hide behind. But in Finn’s room, she was left to awkwardly search for a position that didn’t make her look like a cow lazing in the pasture.

She could sit in the chair but then if she sank back too much, her belly popped out and she would magically grow an extra chin.

Bloody fucking hell.

In the end she settled on the bed, back against the wall with one leg tucked under the other. The moment she heard the door open, she realized how damn huge her thigh looked but it was too later, so she pulled a pillow into her lap and sucked her gut in again.

Finn gave her a smile and a cup of tea. “Alright, then?”

Rae nodded, the muscles in her stomach already aching as she watched Finn put on another record. He slid in beside her, shoulders and legs touching, and tapped on her thigh a moment for he drew a question mark.

What was wrong? Why was she so quiet?

Because fucking Chloe, that’s why. Rae should be used to it by now, but her best friend was so lacking in tact that she still managed to catch Rae off guard.

They had went shopping- Rae, Chloe and Izzy- and had ended up in some trashy lingerie store that made Rae’s skin crawl. The other two picked up things and held them to their bodies as Rae eyed the scraps of material with disdain. Right, not even a fourth of a tit would fit and nevermind the band.

Chloe was telling Izzy how much men “loved” this sort of stuff. “I feel sorry for boys who don’t get to see these. Ya know once they’ve seen it, they want more.” She cast a glance at Rae before looking away. Right. Chloe felt sorry for Finn not “boys”, and it had less to do with pieces of lace and more to do with Chloe not being able to figure out why Finn was with a girl who took up so much fucking space.

And that was why Rae was trying to shrink. Because she felt sorry for Finn, too.

“I’m fine, really. Just… tired.”

“Then let’s have a bit of a lay down.” He took the mug from her hands and sat it on the windowsill. With a cat-that-ate-the-fucking-canary grin, he reclined back, pulling her with him. “Come on then.”

She cringed, afraid of touching him. Maybe not of touching him, but of him touching her fat because one day he’d realize how disgusting she felt in his hands… that his life wasn’t big enough for her. She clenched the muscles of her stomach tighter.

Rae supposed it would have been easier to keep sucking her gut in if he hadn’t kissed her. When Finn Nelson’s luscious lips touched hers, she forgot everything (including the fact that she didn’t shave her legs that morning). The next thing she knows is their naked bellies are against each other and his hands are so tangled in her hair she worries for a moment that they’ll have to cut him loose. She briefly thinks about being all in his space, but then he gasps against her neck and his mouth is on her ladybits and she just can’t help but think fuck it.

It’s much later that she wakes up, face pressed against his bare stomach, the taste of him still behind her teeth. She sits up and reaches for the tea that’s long gone cold and swills a bit around before trying to shrink back against the wall.

“S'matter?” Finn croaks, half asleep.

Rae shakes her head. “Nothing. Sorry I woke ya, I was all in your space.”

It’s not until she laid down that he pushes a leg between hers, arms slung around her. “I like you in my space. Rae, don’t ya get it yet?”

He traces words on her skin as she falls asleep, the same five words and he vows to keep tracing them until she remembers it, until she can feel the words even when he’s not there.


Tbqh the whole Raven Gang is LGBTQ+ and in a big polyamorus relationship w/ each other. 

Blue Sargent is genderqueer (maybe genderfluid but probably genderqueer) pansexual and probably aromantic (if she’s not aro she’s pan but she just reads aro to me) like she loves her partners v v much just. Not romantically. No one is in danger from her kiss b/c lol fuck romantic feelings bye. The first time Blue presents as a boy (also I just realized I need art of her in a Blue-ified Aglionby uniform) in front of the rest of the gang Gansey looks at him and goes “James is a good, solid name, isn’t it?” and Blue yells indignantly b/c Gansey has named him twice now and he can’t just keep naming him things and Blue is a perfectly good, gender-neutral name, thank you very much. I honestly don’t know what he’d try to call Blue on nb or extra-genderqueer days. Maybe by their name imagine that. (Do any of the rest of the gang ever call Blue “Sarge” or “Sargent” I can’t remember). Everyone quickly learns that presentation =/= gender and that they should ask Blue what pronouns to use rather than trying to guess based on that day’s outfit, esp b/c sometimes Blue wears dresses on his boy days. 

Noah Czerny never identified w/ gender strongly to begin w/ and then they died and woops there went the last remaining scraps of gender identity they had. So yeah they’re agender aaaand panromantic demisexual. And just for clarification I’m not just going ghost=ace-spectrum b/c ace-spectrum ppl aren’t any degree of dead n there’s no association but Noah just seems demi to me. They just didn’t seem very interested in their gf while they were alive n Whelk even referred to Noah’s gf as his which implies that he interacted w/ her more than Noah did. However, due to a fic I read, I also hc that they kissed all the rest of the Raven Gang before the polyamorus relationship started so like. They’re good w/ kissing but the rest takes them a while to be okay w/. 

Ronan Lynch is super super gay. The gayest. I’d love to make him even the tiniest bit bi but no. He is not into girls like at all and he and Blue are 100% bros. I mean they team up on the other three like hell (come on just imagine them grinning at each other while they absolutely wreck Adam) and idk MAYBE kiss now and then to fuck w/ the others (esp Gansey bless his heart. Noah’s p unfazed) but they aren’t rly into each other. Oh, also trans. He’s been trans since he was a little boy and I mean. His dad can dream anything into being he wasn’t about to get all bothered by his middle child turning out to be a son. Also someone in a fic described adult Dad Ronan as singing soft rock ballads to his daughter and this is 100% accurate and perfect and I should probably find this fic to recommend it but oh well. Also he is just as gentle w/ Adam romantically as he is w/ Chainsaw n if u think he isn’t then u can meet me in the pit tbqh. 

(Edit: The fic in question is Hook, Line, and Sinker by @incorruptusronanlynch and 10/10 would recommend b/c Dad!Ronan is too presh 4 this world)

Richard Campbell Gansey III is definitely bi. He’s clearly in love w/ Blue but come on if u think that he hasn’t wanted to kiss Adam or Ronan at least once (Noah’s kissed everyone for various reasons somehow) then hoo boy I do not know what to tell u. Or swooned over them. I’m not completely sure anyone’s a swooner in this group but if anyone is it’s probably Gansey. I can’t decide what I headcanon his gender to be. I want to say he’s nb or maybe she’s a trans girl, but I’m also absolutely here for cis!Gansey that is just constantly baffled by everyone else’s trans adventures. I don’t really have a lot of headcanons about him being nb, just that he’d be comfortable just having his own gender outside the binary and going on about his life and his Search for Glendower. If she’s a trans girl then I have a lot of headcanons even tho I’m not sure they suit as well. She ignores her Gender Feelings for a long time just b/c she’s focusing on other things n she’s so busy and then when she realizes “Wait I’m a girl” she keeps it to herself b/c of her mom’s career but when she eventually comes out her mom goes from being neutral on LGBTQ+ rights to advocating them n her family is just rly supportive n since they’re rich they’re like “Time for Gender Conformation Surgery!!!” and honestly I don’t think Gansey would want that and it takes her a while to explain that not all ppl want GCS n honestly yeah she has dysphoria sometimes but this is her body, damnit, and she’s keeping it. N maybe she starts HRT and maybe she doesn’t but as far as presentation goes Ronan dreams her up breastforms that are better than anything manufactured and any wig she wants n so on n so forth so if she wants to get dolled up she can and honestly I think she still loves suits n getting them fitted and wearing ties and also if she dresses too Classic Southern Belle she starts to look like Helen n she loves Helen but that doesn’t mean she wants to look like her so yeah. N I guess she’d hate being called Dick even more b/c she knows it comes from Richard (somehow?) but it still feels like they’re referring to her by the body part she likes the least.  N she’s still called Gansey b/c Gansey is Gansey is Gansey. Also she gets a little happy glow every time the rest of the Raven gang refers to her by her proper pronouns and as a girl so they make sure to go out of their way to do it and after she comes out she’s a little more welcome at 300 Fox Way and they help her figure out how she connects w/ and identifies w/ womanhood a bit more.

Adam Parish is biromantic, leaning more towards gay, and ace. Starting at Aglionby was an adventure b/c he disliked most of his classmates but at the same time so many pretty boys gosh golly. He experiences aesthetic attraction a lot (esp to Ronan’s tattoo and Blue’s outfits and Gansey w/ his glasses on) but not sexual attraction and he’s not sex-repulsed so much as sex-meh but messing around with his partners is fun most of the time so eh, what the hell. When he is feeling kinda sex-repulsed either it becomes time for one-on-one bonding time w/ another member of the gang or everyone keeps their clothes on and has a big cuddly movie night and there’s at most some cute gentle kissing and lots of cheek-rubbing and nuzzling. Also he’s nb. He prefers he/him/his pronouns but being a boy felt like his skin didn’t fit right and he was just forcing himself into it for his father’s notions of masculinity and for Aglionby, which just oozes maleness. He’s much more comfortable around the Raven Gang b/c they don’t make him be a boy. 

Also Maura and Persephone and Calla are in an open triad and Maura is bi and Persephone is ace and Calla is a lesbian and idk it’s very possible that Persephone and/or Calla are trans women. 

If you have different headcanons I am 100% open to them and would love to discuss (esp if u think any part of this is problematic) unless u want to tell me that everyone is Cis and Het and the Canon Says So, in which case congration u have made everyone more trans and more gay by default and also go back and reread b/c Ronan’s crush on Adam is 100% canon and also can be seen from space. 

(I kind of want to also write about my hc’s for BDSM/kinky stuff but that is not related to LGBTQ+ stuff at all and also probably even less people want to see that than want to see this so I’m not gonna make anyone kind enough to sit through my gender/orientation headcanons read the gross NSFW stuff so I’ll just make that a separate post if I make it at all)