my first contribution to fandom ever


I love Parks and Rec and I love Six of Crows so look at that I threw them together

i’m simultaneously sorry but also not sorry that this is my first contribution to this fandom (also this is the first time i’ve ever drawn any of them so i beg forgiveness)

From Season 3 Episode 13  of Parks and Recreation

(this was cut and pasted from a super long comic strip type deal so sorry for weird lines)

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It’s my first ever tumblr post!

I’ve been lurking around the fandom stalking and I really wanted to be able to contribute to this wonderful-heartbreaking-touching-fabulous fandom. This would be my AskSamStuff contest entry for Sam’s birthday, based on this post. And as a starting point for me to get out of my closet. I just really want Sam to have something he can call his own darn it TT

I’m awkward, hella nervous and talk to much. I hope everyone’s willing to deal with the addition of me and my mess to the fandom!
Draw Lots

“Good morning, everyone.” Class E’s yellow octopus-like teacher greeted them with a wide grin on his face like usual.

“Good morning, Koro-sensei.” The green-haired girl greeted their teacher back, “What’s up?”

“Nyurufufu.” Koro-sensei wiggled his tentacles as a sign of his excitement, “I just got a message from the Principal. We will be having our first Christmas Festival and everyone is invited to participate.”

Everyone in the class exclaimed upon hearing the news.

“How exciting!”

“It sounds like fun!”

The Class E’s room is filled with noise from their excitement.

“I wonder what are we going to do for the festival? Is there a competition Koro-sensei?” The green-haired girl said excitingly while clasping her hands together.

“Nyurufufu. Correct, Kayano-chan.” Koro-sensei patted Kayano with his tentacle before facing the whole class once again.

“Listen, everyone.” The class became attentive, excited to know the rest of the news, “There are two contests that we need to join in.”

“WHAT?!” The class said in unison.

There were at least 2 more weeks left to prepare for the said event. With studying for the upcoming exams and assassinating their teacher, how would their schedule fit?

“There’s not much time to prepare.”

“Yeah. That would need a lot of work.”

“Oh come on. I just want to enjoy our Christmas festival.”

The class’ enthusiasm was suddenly changed into frustration.

“What are the contests, Koro-sensei?” Their red head classmate asked confidently, “We’ll pull it off.”

Understanding what his friend is trying to do, the bluenette backed up the red head to help the class cheer up. “Yeah. We’ve been through a lot. We can do this.”

The rest of their classmates gained again their confidence remembering the contests they have against the so-called chosen ones.

Through their assassination skills learned in class and their team work that has been built to kill their teacher, they have won most of the contests and keep up with Class A.

“We’ll beat that class A of theirs!” A guy with a spiky, black hair which is dyed blonde around the sides shouted.

“YEAH!” Everyone agreed, all cheerful and energetic once again.

“Nyurufufu. Very well.” Koro-sensei was pleased by their mind set. They have grown so mature and strong.

He started writing on the board with the word ‘cross-dressing’ before facing the class.

A wide grin on the red head and the yellow-haired girl appeared after reading it.

“Ohoho~” they both reacted.

They looked at each other as if understanding what the other one is thinking.

“Oh no.” The bluenette let out a sigh knowing that right at the very moment that nothing good will come next to him.

The red head raised his hand, “I think everyone would agree that Nagisa should be our representative in cross-dressing.” He said while visually showing his horns and tails while grinning.

“K-Karma!” Nagisa complained about the suggestion.

“I think so too. I mean Nagisa really looks like a girl. He could easily win the contest.” Putting her right hand on her chin while his left hand was on her waist, she supported the red head’s suggestion.

“Not you too, Nakamura-san.” The bluenette pouted knowing that they were teasing him again and that he can’t do anything about it. No one can go up against the Nakamura and Karma’s tandem when it comes to teasing the bluenette.

“But I think so too, Nagisa.”

“You’re really perfect for the role.”

The whole class agreed to the red head’s suggestion even though they feel bad for Nagisa. With his feminine features, even the girls on their class said that he might be cuter than them.

“B-But!” The bluenette didn’t know what to do nor say. All he wanted was for them to stop, but they won’t.

“Nyurufufu. I think it fits you best too, Nagisa-kun.” Koro-sensei joined.

Nagisa sighed heavily knowing that nothing could stop them and everyone was on it too. “A-Alright, I’ll do it.” He said in a low voice.

Everyone, except the bluenette celebrated upon his approval.

“One of the contest is a sure-win now, Koro-sensei. What’s the other one?” The light brown-haired guy asked.

The yellow octopus-like teacher puts a box on top of his desk with papers inside it.

“Written on the papers are your names.” He started to shake the box and put one of his tentacle inside. “We’ll be doing a Romeo and Juliet-like play.”

“Oohh~” Everyone exclaimed.

“But to make it more fun for us…. The roles will be assigned through draw lots.” He looked at everyone’s reaction and he saw thay they were all excited thinking what would be their role.

“This is quite exciting.”

“I wonder who will I be playing.”

Koro-sensei averted his eyes at the bluenette, “Nagisa-kun, because you would be our representative for the cross-dressing competition, you will play the lead, Juliet.”

“W-Why me?! That’s not fair, Koro-sensei!” Nagisa stood up and slammed his hands on his desks. He can’t believe what his teacher said.

The light brown-haired guy turn around his seat to look at the bluenette “That’s okay Nagisa. If I would be the one to play Romeo, I’ll treat you gently and give you the best kiss you can have.” He winked while wearing his easily-get-a-girl smile, teasing him.

The bluenette’s face turned blank, “I’m not a girl, Maehara-kun. I won’t be attracted by that.”

Maehara laughed hard at Nagisa’s response.

Meanwhile, the red head was suddenly annoyed upon hearing Maehara’s statement about giving his best friend the best kiss.


Karma raised his hand and stood up which caught the attention of the class.

“I will play Romeo.” He blurted.

Everyone’s eyes widened, surprised by his statement.

“Did he just–?”

They looked at him waiting for him to say or at least act that he was joking. But he didn’t. He’s serious.

“Ohoho~” Both Nakamura and Maehara responded.

The class shares the same thought, knowing how close they were to each other that they are most of the time mistaken as a couple.

The red head ignored the reaction of the class and looked at the bluenette to see his response.

His golden eyes met the azure eyes of the bluenette staring at him, surprised and noticed that his friend’s cheeks were red.

He felt blood crawling to his face upon seeing Nagisa blushed and realized what he said was something embarrassing.

He averted his eyes to the classroom door to hide his blush and said, “I’m skipping.”, in a low tone voice and walked fast to the door.

“W-Wait! Karma!” Nagisa stood up and went his way to follow his red head friend.

“Wait!” Koro-sensei panicked knowing that two of his students were going to skip his class.

“Karma-kun! Nagisa-kun! Don’t skip my class!”


My first ever fanfiction! I just want to contribute to the fandom. 😅😅

The Big Messy BTS Theory Post

In order of narrative:

  1. Danger: (it’s less important so it’s mentioned at the end)
  2. Prologue: just a prologue imo
  3. RUN: Seokjin looks for the signs he originally missed that things were falling apart
  4. Short film (MAMA): Jhope leaves home, decides ‘screw this’
  5. JPN BST: the night things fell apart
  6. Short film (Begin): Jeongguk’s hallucinations during JPN BST
  7. INU: Seokjin’s memories of The End
  8. Short film (First Love): Suga realizing Jeongguk is dead
  9. Short film (Reflection): Namjoon realizing JK is dead, failing to help Tae
  10. Short film (Stigma): The End of Taehyung’s story
  11. Short film (Lies): Jimin’s last dance
  12. BST kor.: Seokjin’s dream about the night of JPN BST
  13. Short film (Awake): all this time we’ve been walking thru Seokjin’s memories & dreams

(for chronological order, Awake goes before Run)

Reality: Danger, Prologue, JPN BST, First Love, Stigma, Reflection
Memories/Dreams: Awake, Run, Mama, Begin, INU, BST kor.

You’d think with the grotesque length of this post i’d get into the nitty gritty details… like counting cards and really digging into lyrics and analyzing the artwork and talking about multiple dimensions? But nah… it’s not happening

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Fandom: Zelda BoTW

Summary: After Link accidentally injures Sidon in a sparring match, he is so distraught from the mistake that he runs off. When Sidon tries to chase after him and console him, however, he doesn’t fully realize just how ridiculous his injury is.

Author’s notes: ….of course my first contribution to the Zelda fandom ever is fluffy garbage I’m not even sorry. 

Also yes, yes this is the thing I contemplated writing not long ago. It’s not as shippy as I thought it would have turned into knowing me, but this is still pretty damn cute and I am still pretty damn pleased. 

I just. Can’t stop picturing Sidon with a gap-toothed grin. May you never get the image out of your mind either. 

Also, if you’d prefer you can read here on Ao3! Or you can just click the read more button below! 

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Jaylos Fanfiction (Do You Trust Me?)

Hey guys! As I promised, for having gained 100 of you amazing followers, I have decided to post my very first fanfic! This is a Jaylos fic and it’s the first major thing I have contributed to the fandom, so I really hope you like it. Comments and suggestions are highly encouraged! It might be slightly OOC, but hopefully you still enjoy it!


Do You Trust Me?

It was another day in Auradon. A few months had passed since Ben’s coronation and incident with Maleficent. Everything was well… Except for Jay. He felt, for the lack of a better term, sick…

It always seemed to act up when he was with Carlos. Whenever he was with him, Jay had this weird feeling in his chest. His heart always seemed to beat faster and his palms would get all shaky. He never felt like this on the Isle. Sometimes he’d feel his cheeks burning slightly, but he didn’t think much of it until now.

Carlos was his best friend and Jay would do anything for him. But this feeling was different. Jay wanted to keep Carlos happy. He always wanted to see that light and beautiful smile on the white-haired teen’s face. He wanted to be with him always. He never wanted to see him hurt. And yet it hurt to be away from him. Jay would be there for his friend. Always.

Whatever this feeling was, he tried his best to ignore it. As much as he wanted to tell Carlos everything, he was afraid it would ruin the friendship that he greatly cherished. He had to shake this feeling off. Luckily, they were on their way to the Museum of Cultural History for a fieldtrip…

“Earth to Jay…” Mal said waving her hands in front of Jay’s face. He had been staring at his best friend, who was now walking alongside Evie, for what seemed like forever.

“Jay! Snap out of it!” Mal said again, snapping her fingers, finally waking Jay up from his trancelike state. “What?” He replied cluelessly. Mal rolled her eyes and said, “If you don’t stop staring, he’ll be totally freaked out! Even I’m freaked out! Something’s up. What’s the matter with you?”
“It’s nothing… Let’s just go. We gotta catch up with the others.” said Jay as he ran up to Evie and Carlos. Mal just sighed and followed her friends inside the museum.

It wasn’t their first time there. But it was definitely their first time to take a look around. The last time they visited the museum, they were on a mission to steal the wand, so they didn’t exactly have the luxury to stay and linger. At least now they could appreciate everything. And knowing Carlos, he would be very fascinated by the exhibits.

“Hey Carlos!” Jay called out. There was no response. He approached his friend slowly and called out his name again. Still no reply. So, Jay decided to surprise him from behind.
“Carlos!” He shouted, jumping in front of him. Carlos’ head snapped up and he was face to face with his best friend, Jay.

“Wha- what was that for?” He said groggily. “I called you like twice and you never responded.” Jay replied. “Oh. Sorry…. It’s just that I’ve been pretty out of it lately.” Carlos explained.

Jay looked closer at his friend’s face. At first all he saw his usual adorable little freckles. And his chocolate brown eyes. He always admired Carlos’ eyes. They were so-

Focus Jay.

Then, he noticed the dark circles around those eyes. “Carlos. Why don’t you just sleep?” He asked. He didn’t like seeing his friend unhealthy and certainly unhappy. “It’s nothing… I’ve just been studying for that History of Auradon test.” The white-haired teen replied. “You’re still studying for that?!” Jay asked in disbelief. “Yeah. I need to memorize all the states in Auradon and their descriptions. It’s kinda hard to remember all that when you’ve been stuck on the Isle of the Lost with villains as parents all your life!” Carlos snapped.

Jay’s expression softened. “Sorry dude… Forgot how important this all was to you.” He said apologetically.
“Don’t worry. I’ll help you out tonight. You won’t be alone. I’ve got your back…”

Carlos smiled and said, “Thanks, Jay.” The older teen could feel himself turn slightly red. He brushed off his feelings for now as he and Carlos explored the rest of the museum. There was a lot to see…

They spotted Maleficent’s Spinning Wheel, King Triton’s Trident and even Jafar’s Staff. Jay found it quite difficult not to steal everything, but he learned to control himself. The Rotten Four followed the rest of the class to see the Fairy Godmother’s Wand. The four VK’s couldn’t help but grin. Afterwards, they went into the Relics Of Magic Exhibit. They had only just entered and that’s when they saw it. The Magic Carpet.

“Whoa! Look at it guys!” Carlos exclaimed, clearly amazed by the carpet. “Imagine how fast that thing could go.” Mal said in awe.
“Imagine riding on it with your true love…” Evie squealed as she saw Doug pass by.
“Imagine going around Auradon on it! Then you could see everything and just explore the whole night! No worries at all!” Carlos said excitedly. Then his face fell. “Yeah. A night of freedom would be great….” he sighed sadly.

The rest of the group remained silent. “Oh well…. We… uh… gotta catch up with the rest of the group. Come on…” said Evie quietly, to break the silence. Mal and Carlos followed, but Jay stayed behind for a while.

He hated seeing Carlos like that. His best friend looked so exhausted. It was almost as if he was back on the Isle. Seeing him like this again was heartbreaking. All Carlos wanted was one night of freedom…


That was it! Jay would give his friend a night of freedom. No studying, stress or anything! Just a night to chill relax and hopefully catch up on sleep. He deserved a break…

As he looked up, as if on cue, his eyes fell on the magic carpet that Carlos had been so excited about. It was perfect. Jay would take him on a magic carpet ride around Auradon… What better time to do it than tonight?

But how would he get it?
I could steal it…. No one would notice, he thought to himself, looking around to see if anyone was there. But as easy as that would be, Jay stopped himself. If he had stolen it, Carlos wouldn’t be happy. More so, they could get in trouble. So, Jay decided to do it the right way.

After a few minutes, Jay finally found the rest of the class. They were finishing off the tour already.
This is the perfect time to ask permission, Jay thought.

He approached Fairy Godmother and said, “Um… Hi Fairy Godmother….” “Oh! Hello there, Jay. Where have you been?” She asked curiously. “Well… That’s the thing. I’ve been looking at um… Aladdin and Jasmine’s magic carpet. And, I know my dad and them weren’t exactly friends, but I’d really appreciate it if I could take it out for a ride…?” Jay said awkwardly. Asking for permission really wasn’t his thing…

“Well, I guess it could be arranged. But I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you why…” She replied. “It’s for Carlos… He’s been so stressed out lately and I just wanted to let him know that it’ll be okay and stuff.” Jay explained. He was pretty sure he even felt himself blush slightly. With that, Fairy Godmother agreed and told him that she would hand it to him as soon as everything was in order.

Once they arrived back at Auradon Prep, they hung out in Mal and Evie’s room. Usually, Carlos would be there with them. But today, he stayed in his room with his head buried in a book. Jay chilled with the girls for a while, then left to check on the youngest teen. When he entered the room, Carlos finally looked up. His eyes were tired, but he still managed to smile once he saw who came through the door.

“Hey Jay…” he said, managing a smile.
“Hey Carlos. Still studying, huh?” he asked. “Yeah…. No matter what I do, I just can’t get anything into my head!” Carlos groaned.

“Don’t worry… You’re just overworking yourself! I can help you out now, if you want.” Jay replied. The white-haired teen smiled. He genuinely smiled. It was great to know that his best friend had his back, as usual. They were just about to get started when suddenly they heard a knock on the door.

It was Fairy Godmother. “I’m so sorry Carlos, but I really have to talk to her. But don’t worry, I’ll be back before you know it.” Jay said as he left the room. Carlos sighed. He thought that he and Jay could catch up, like old times. They’ve both been so busy with Tourney and school that they haven’t had time to hang out like they used to. It’s not that Carlos didn’t like him anymore, it was actually the exact opposite. He wasn’t quite sure of his feelings when he was with Jay anymore. The only thing he was sure of was that it wasn’t normal. It all started when they came to Auradon.

Carlos would blush whenever he was with Jay, that sometimes, he had to use concealer to hide it. He would feel nauseous whenever the older teen flirted with others. The white-haired boy had always felt like this, even on the Isle. But he never really cared about it back then because he was a villain. And villains didn’t care for anyone, so Carlos decided it was best to keep it all in. He didn’t want to freak Jay out, or worse, lose him. Instead, he just made himself busier to avoid him sometimes.

Carlos pulled himself together and began to study again. It wasn’t normally too hard for him to memorize things. In fact, he loved school, but he just couldn’t figure out what was wrong with him.

Jay returned after a couple of minutes. Fairy Godmother had given him the permission to use the carpet. He could even keep it until next week! Jay was honestly very shocked they trusted him with it. It belonged to his dad’s sworn enemies, but when he met up with FG just now, Aladdin and Jasmine were there too. They didn’t see him like his father at all. To them, Jay was just someone trying to help someone he cared a lot about.

Aladdin even mentioned that Jay reminded him of himself when he was young. They were very kind and understanding. Jay couldn’t figure out why his dad hated them in the first place! He actually liked them, and he felt like the feeling was mutual. After thanking them, Jay exited the room with the carpet and hid it in his closet before returning to Carlos on his bed.

“I’m back!” Jay announced. Carlos smiled. He put his book down as Jay sat on the bed with him. “Didn’t you miss me?” Jay grinned slyly. Carlos blushed. He buried his head under his book again to cover it. Jay just shrugged. “Guess not….”

Carlos laughed. It’s nice to hear his laugh again, Jay smiled to himself. The sun was setting. He wanted to go on that ride so badly, but he had to wait until it was nighttime. So, he just stood up and said, “Come on, Carlos. That’s enough studying for now. We gotta head to dinner.” Carlos agreed. He was starving. The younger boy put his book down and accompanied Jay to dinner.

Dinner was great. They never got proper food when they were on the Isle, so being able to eat like this was always enjoyable. However, Jay didn’t eat much. Normally, he’d be shoving all the food into his mouth with Carlos, but tonight his stomach thought otherwise. He was having butterflies. It lessened his appetite and made him more nervous to ask Carlos out. Technically, it wasn’t an official date, but he wasn’t even sure if his best friend would say yes.

Mal and Evie both said goodbye to their friends and headed back to their dorm. Carlos and Jay also returned to their room.
This is it, Jay thought as he opened the door. Carlos entered and sat on the bed. He picked up his book and said, “I’m gonna continue studying again, Jay. You can go to sleep if you want to though…” he told his friend.

Jay took a deep breath. He was seriously going to do it. He eventually calmed himself down before finally saying, “Actually, Carlos… I was wondering if you’d wanna go out with me…” Carlos’ head jerked up. His cheeks turned pink as Jay started to sweat nervously. “O-on a date?” Carlos asked awkwardly.
“Well n-not really…. More like, y-you know, a night of…uh…freedom. That’s what you wanted, isn’t it…?” Jay stuttered, turning really pink as well.

Carlos was flattered. But as much as he longed for just one night of relaxation, not to mention with Jay, he couldn’t. He needed to study.

The white-haired boy managed to smile as he replied, “Jay. You know that I’d love to go with you, but I really do have to study for this test. If I fail….” “But you won’t. I promise…” Jay said as he opened the closet door to reveal his surprise. Suddenly, the magic carpet zoomed out of the cabinet and flew around the room. It was beautiful. Carlos watched in amazement as the carpet landed on the bed.

The younger teen’s eyes widened as he exclaimed, “Jay! What? When? How did you…? Did you stea-” “No. Of course not, Carlos… I didn’t steal it. I just saw how much you wanted it, and I figured that if it made you happy, I’d be happy too…. Then, before I knew it, I was meeting with Fairy Godmother, Aladdin, Jasmine and stuff. They said it was fine, so they lent me their carpet. Simple.” Jay grinned. Carlos grinned back. “You went through all that, just so I could have a night to be free?!” Jay laughed. “Of course I did, C. You deserve a break.”

Carlos felt himself blush, but his eye quickly darted to the book in front of him. “This is really great and all, but you know I can’t, Jay…” Carlos sighed. “Come on, Carlos. Think about it! You won’t just be sitting around. You’ll be riding on a magic carpet, zooming across Auradon! You won’t only be learning about it. You’ll be experiencing it! It’s like a whole new level!” Jay pleaded, trying extremely hard to hide his blush. Even the Magic Carpet agreed.

Carlos thought about it. He would be relaxing and learning at the same time. And maybe he did deserve a break. It was really sweet of Jay, but inside, Carlos still felt as though it was impossible that Jay felt the same way as he did.
He’s just being friendly…, he thought to himself. So, he sighed once more and said, “I guess that’s a good point, but-” “Don’t you trust me?” Jay interrupted. Carlos blinked. “S-s-sorry, what?” “I said, do you trust me?” Jay repeated firmly as he held out his hand to Carlos.

The white-haired teen was speechless. Of course he trusted Jay… More than anything. He would trust him with his life. Besides, how could he say no to Jay? He meant the world to him…

Carlos smiled.

“Yes… I do.” He replied. Jay beamed. Suddenly, Jay picked him up bridal style and they both hopped onto the carpet. “Alright then, what are we waiting for?” He exclaimed. With that, they flew out the balcony door and soared through the night sky.

The feeling was exhilarating! It was so breathtaking that Carlos held onto Jay. Carlos didn’t want to admit it, but he was kind of scared. They were up pretty high. “Actually… Why don’t we go back down? We could get caught!” He exclaimed. The older teen felt himself blush as he held Carlos closer.
“Don’t worry. I would never let you fall…” Jay assured his friend. Carlos smiled. He knew that he could trust Jay. Jafar’s son always had his back…and front…from the beginning. He felt safe in Jay’s arms. It was a nice feeling. All his worries just vanished as he soared around Auradon with Jay.

The two felt so happy. Happier than they’d ever been before. In fact, it was more than just joy. It was love. They had figured it out. It took them that long. That strange feeling they had for one another; it was love.

After a while, Carlos slowly sat up from Jay’s lap and said, “So…um…. What now?” Jay thought for a moment. Then, he grinned. Jay wanted to tell Carlos how he felt. He was sure that he wanted to do this. And what better way to do it than this. He took a deep breath and started to sing.

“I can show you the world. Shining, shimmering, splendid. Tell me, Carlos, now when did you last let your heart decide?” he sang with a smile. Carlos blushed as Jay continued. “I can open your eyes. Take you wonder by wonder. Over, sideways and under, on a magic carpet ride.” Jay sang while Carlos gave his neck a nuzzle. Both were blushing furiously. Carlos giggled as Jay sang the chorus. “A whole new world. A new fantastic point of view! No one to tell us no, or where to go, or say we’re only dreaming.”

“A whole new world!” Carlos sang. He loved Jay. It was the best feeling in the world to be with him. He sang loudly and passionately. He didn’t even care about the test anymore. He just wanted to let Jay know he felt the same. “A dazzling place I never knew. But when I’m way up here, it’s crystal clear that now I’m in a whole new world with you!”
“Now I’m in a whole new world with you…” Jay added.

“Unbelievable sights. Indescribable feeling!” Carlos sang as he and Jay looked down to admire the magnificent view of Auradon. “Soaring, tumbling, freewheeling through an endless diamond sky! A whole new world!” he sang as they began to swerve across the sky. Carlos held onto Jay once more as they approached a fall. He shut his eyes in panic but Jay quickly embraced him, “Don’t you dare close your eyes…” He sang as they began to fall with the carpet. Their eyes interlocked and Carlos immediately felt safer. There was no way Jay would ever let him fall. He smiled widely as Jay gave him a tooth grin. They were definitely having the time of their lives.

“A hundred thousand things to see!“ Carlos continued singing. “Hold your breath it gets better.” Jay added as he held Carlos’ hand. They both blushed.
“I’m like a shooting star! I’ve come so far. I can’t go back to where I used to be.” the younger teen sang. To Jay’s surprise, Carlos stretched his arms out like wings and started to feel the wind on his face. Jay decided to join him, so he put his arms under Carlos’ to support them. They soared through the starry sky like birds who were free to express their feelings at last.

“A whole new world.” Jay continued. “Every turn a surprise.” Carlos sang as the carpet shot upwards, above the clouds. “With new horizons to pursue.” Jay sang gazing at the stars around them. “Every moment, red letter.” Carlos added.

The older teen smiled, and his best friend smiled back. Jay’s smile was always so warm. It made Carlos feel at home. Carlos’ smile, on the other hand, was just as bright. It always made Jay smile. There was no place that they’d rather be than with each other. It was true love, no doubt. To Carlos’ surprise, Jay extended his hand and placed it on top of the younger teen’s. He brought it to his chest where his heart was. Carlos turned crimson. He could feel his heart beating faster. Jay felt the same.

“I’ll chase them anywhere, there’s time to spare. Let me share this whole new world with you….” they chorused. Both sang in perfect harmony. The two were so in sync that it was obvious they were meant for each other.

With that, Jay leaned forward and sang, “A whole new world.” “A whole new world…” Carlos repeated, moving in closer.
“That’s where we’ll be.” Jay continued leaning in more. “That’s where we’ll be…” Carlos repeated again.
“A thrilling chase.” Jay added as he pulled Carlos closer. “A wondrous place….” the younger boy sang. They were so close to each other. Both were anxiously awaiting the final line of the song.

Then, once they were finally ready, they took a deep breath together, then practically whispered, “For you and me….”
And finally, after everything they had been through together, they leaned forward and kissed…


This is the first fanart that I ever post :S :S :S 

I’ve been wanting to fill this page from my “Wreck this Journal” and thought about these lovely hackers (although the image looked better in my mind). Since I wasn’t happy with the original drawing, I decided to scan it and change it up a bit. I’m not very savvy with digital art yet (like, what the heck is that background?) but hopefully I’ll improve!

I’ve read about the rumor that the mystic messenger fandom is dying. I really, really don’t want that to happen. So here’s my little contribution to the fandom.

*The original characters belong to Chertiz.

terythedrawer  asked:

So... I finally had to courage to ask you something. I don't really know if anyone asked before, but... What do you think of these HUGE ripoffs of Ink!Sans? Like... OCs, AUs etc... I know people are just getting inspiration buuut... I guess the take it too... Far?... ^^' (I'm sorry for asking this, I'm just so curious and I ask so many stupid questions ;w;)

I’ll be honest, I haven’t seen a lot of them because I’m not active where people usually do them I guess? It is mostly a problem when it’s an OC of mine that’s ripped off completely, but in the end people tend to grow out of it just like I did when it was my case. I’m willing to be tolerant because I know from experience how easy it is to worship or admire an artist’s work to the point of stealing it’s uniqueness, until you find a way more healthy way to address and comprehend the matter. Tolerant but not inactive that is! If I need to be a guide to people who “copy” my characters in the wrong way, then I’ll try to do my best. Everyone can change.

Honestly, as long as credit is given and that they don’t deny their inspiration came from somewhere, it’s okay to be inspired, we all do. :) Ink was inspired from many different designs and already existing concepts in the fandom, and it would be wrong to say nothing contributed to his first version ever.

19 Days Omegaverse Chapter 1

So I started this fic like a month ago and finally completed it! This is the first time I ever wrote a fic or really contributed to a fandom before. Also a HUGE TON of thanks to my best friend @ jimpson22 for editing and encouraging me to write this, also if it wasn’t for her this fic would not have smut ;p. The rest will be uploaded by chapter this weekend and it gets NSFW in later chapters. Total 6 chapters, enjoy!! 

Chapters: 1 2 3 4 5 6  

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Belle/Adam and children

alternative title: I Can’t Believe My First Proper Contribution To A Fandom After So Many Years Is Fucking Disney Headcanons

also, this got really out of hand. still.. enjoy?

- Belle doesn’t want to have children for another ten years, and that makes everyone, literally everyone in the village Upset™ (bc nothing, even a thought goes unnoticed in a village, apparently) [okay, her father isn’t upset, but he doesn’t really get it either]

-  Adam does want to have children, but he understands Belle and respects her wish – he thinks she’ll make a marvellous mother (he’s seen her plenty around children) once she’s ready

- and besides, he’s not sure he’ll ever be able to give his children all the love he wants to give them; he’s not afraid of turning into his father anymore, now that he has Belle, but he’s terrified of not being enough

- Belle figures that out after a while, and even though it breaks her heart, it also makes her even more determined to show him just how happy he makes her, their friends, their people

- (on that note, Adam definitely has a praise kink)

- (but he enjoys praising Belle - and watching her reaction - as well? basically their communication during sex is A+, 10/10, would recommend)

-  but anyway, as effective contraception was basically non-existent as a term back then, and despite their being bright and well-read and everything (Belle a genius, even), there isn’t a solution they could come up with that would really work

-  (besides not having sex at all, obviously, but knowing themselves that’s so impossible/ridiculous a thought they don’t even say it out loud, just dismiss it for good)

- so Belle ends up visiting the Enchantress, despite their shared mistrust

-  ..and they have this amazingly thorough and comforting talk; by the end of it Belle is visibly more open and more forgiving

-  the Enchantress gives Belle the herbal+magical equivalent of a birth control pill basically, and they part on relatively good terms

-  but now Belle just wants to have sex all the time, which is really adorable/very hard to resist if you ask Adam

-  of course he knows she’s done something, and as Belle won’t tell him what’s this sudden, miraculous ’solution’, he can’t help but worry

-  she gets so annoyed she just kind of blurts it out one morning, and immediately regrets it

-  Adam goes from mildly worried to full-on panicking in about two minutes; he isn’t loud or dramatic for once – he becomes uncharacteristically quiet, and he looks so, so lost and afraid

-  Belle tries to convince him that it’s fine, everything is fine and the Enchantress wouldn’t have a ’reason’ to curse him/them this time – but it sounds really half-hearted the more desperate and guilty she becomes (he’s looking at her with big blue eyes, and when she moves to draw him into her arms, he’s shaking, holding onto her as if someone was to take her away if he let her go)

- that night, he kisses her, stroking her back as if she was the porcelain doll she very much isn’t, and refuses to do anything else – he doesn’t sleep a wink, either

- the next day there are as many as six physicians in the castle, and Belle huffs and grits her teeth in annoyance, but lets them examine her, looking for any physical sign of a curse

- they don’t find anything, and Belle nearly cries at Adam’s joyous, relieved expression when she tells him

- weeks pass, and although they are still just as affectionate as before, there’s this hesitation, unsureness between them that Belle hates more than anything – she can see Adam doesn’t like it, either

- she decides she’s had enough after a month of this, takes a deep breath, and tells Adam she’s ready to have children after all, they needn’t be that careful

- Adam knows it’s not entirely untrue, but also sees that stubbornly set jaw, that brave, upturned face, and decides to visit the Enchantress himself

- he comes back only slightly less terrified, but he kisses her palm and folds her fingers around the small vial, and Belle feels his trust heavy and sweet in that palm as he leans down to kiss her properly

- things grow.. easier in the next few years, between them and the Enchantress

- however, it’s not until the birth of their first child, healthy and perfect, that the last traces of worry fade from Adam’s eyes

- he still insists on co-sleeping with the baby (at least until Belle has recovered), and Belle, utterly in love with the child and now feeling confident enough to be a parent her mother would be proud of, agrees


My arm is still broken and I only have feeling in one finger, but I was able to bare through the pain and produce these awful chicken scratches!

I’m on the road torecovery and hopefully I’ll be able to produce quality content soon so that I can contribute something worthwhile to my favorite fandom :)


So since I’m Italian and have so many awesome family traditions and such a strong connection with my heritage I thought I’d share a few things I think Pidge might experience or do! (A lot of these are heavily based off my memories so bare with me!!)

(Tagging @bext-k in case you’re interested! I know it’s really long so no pressure!)

1. First things first, I hope she has a Nonna and Nonno!! We don’t know much about her family outside her brother, mother, and father, but I can totally imagine Pidge visiting her grandparents every Sunday for a family dinner. There’s probably SO MUCH FOOD and I’m sure Pidge’s parents constantly yell at her to get off her laptop and help her Nonna set the table.

2. THERE HAS TO BE A GRAVY RECIPE!! The paladins constantly argue with Pidge that the term is ‘sauce’ but she refuses to use it. One day Hunk tries to make it but there’s always something off in the slightest and Pidge always notices. I can definitely see Hunk spending all day trying to perfect it, eventually getting extremely frustrated as Pidge sends him back to the kitchen for the fifteenth time, complaining about the tiniest differences.

3. When Pidge is bored and isn’t using tech, she always has a pack of Italian cards on her and plays games by herself. The two games that I know are one player and if you win, you get to make a wish and supposedly it comes true. Every time she wins she always wishes to find Matt. Every. Time. She also tries to teach the group how to use them, which of course does not end well. “How can that card count as a nine, it’s just a guy on a horse!”

4. My Nonno is the biggest handy man I know which I can totally see Pidge having in the family and he could have sparked her interest in building tech. My Nonno also has a small work space under the house which is full of trinkets, supplies, and little inventions. He’s made tables out of bus windows and even a small satellite for one of my dad’s science projects! Pidge would LOVE going down there to see all the cool stuff her grandpa’s created and find herself creating a few things herself.

5. My Nonna calls me “la bella di Nonna” which if you google translate, it sounds weird, but to simplify it’s basically a term of endearment. She says it to tell me how much she loves me and I can see Pidge’s Nonna saying the same, which I feel like might make Pidge uncomfortable at first but once she’s in space and realizes how much time has passed since she’s seen her family, she starts to miss it a lot.

Now here come some pretty strange ones…

6. There’s an Italian saying in my family that we use a lot around dinner time “Mangia la minestra o butta ti da finestra” which basically means “Eat the food or throw yourself out the window” My family just simplifies it to “Eat my food or jump out the window” I could totally see Pidge growing up with this saying being said for fun at dinner, especially when her or Matt didn’t agree with what was being served. And of course she tells Hunk about this saying and he uses it anytime anyone’s tries to complain about what he cooks up in the castle’s kitchen

7. There’s also this another saying (or game you could say) that I learned when I was little. It goes “Moosh, mushie, no belle, schiaffe!” The translation doesn’t make much sense. The important part is that “schiaffe” means slap. (My family has a really strong dialect so if you’re Italian and want to yell at me for spelling and pronunciation I’m sorry!!) Basically on “moosh mushie” you squish the other person’s cheeks and then on “no belle… schiaffe” you slap them (IN MY FAMILY IT WAS LIGHTLY AND PLAYFUL I PROMISE!!) Pidge would totally do this to Lance when he pisses her off “Hey Lance, come closer…no closer”


8. There’s a nursery rhyme that my dad would sing to me all the time when I was a baby that goes: “Batte batte le manini questa sera viene papa. Porte le caramelle, tutto ________ le mangerà” (the space is where my name would go) this very roughly translates to “clap clap your hands this evening dad will come. He brings the candy all for _________ to eat” Sounds really strange, I know but he mostly only sang the first part just to try and get me to clap my hands. I feel like Pidge’s dad could have sang this to her a lot and because of his disappearance, the memory has turned bittersweet to Pidge. Especially because of how the lyrics are about the excitement of a father coming home and we have no idea if Samuel Holt is ever coming home…

If you read this, thank you thank you thank you!!! There definitely can be a part two but I know there’s a lot here already. I’m just happy I can finally contribute something to the Voltron fandom!!

A few feelings

 There i was, minding my own seemingly hetero business when i switch over the telly on a Tuesday evening to tune in to what i always deemed a bit of a guilty pleasure of mine that airs at 8pm. As i now know, like many others i clocked the Berena chemistry from the off, enjoyed the interaction, the delicious tension, the are they?/aren’t they? lingering looks. Browsed social media in wonder of whether there were other like minded individuals who fancied these two as a pairing. Revived my old Tumblr account which i made when i was 19… Christmas-what? Anyway, somehow became submerged in a fandom full of creative and brilliant people where unfortunately i’m just one of those that doesn’t really contribute anything of real value aside from re-blogging and adding the odd growl of appreciation for J-Red and C-Russ. 

(I don’t want to bore anyone that isn’t interested in this so I’ve added a wavy line thing).

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There’s a lot of assumptions about me in these messages. I’m guessing you found me through the ‘anti frans’ tag i put on one of my posts, and send this message to every blog that ship this pairing. 

The number one reason that I age frisk up in my art is precisely because I want nothing to do with pedophilia content. I see nothing appealing in pairing a child up with an adult, and i was skeptic to the pairing when i first entered the fandom precisely because that’s what i saw it as. But I saw the appeal of a relationship between sans and aged up frisk, and the possible dynamics between them. So most of your presumptions about my thought process regarding the ship isn’t correct at all.

I’m confused as to how I’m harming children, contributing to pedophilia culture, and basically a pedophile myself when I get disgusted of the few instances i see frans art in which frisk is a child.

I’m sorry that you have been molested and manipulated, no child deserve to ever go through that torture. But I’m not the person to go after. Despite your personal attacks I know you only want to do the right thing.

I’m not sure if you’ll even read this, considering this is an non-personal mass text that you probably send to a lot of blogs, and I’m not expecting you to change your views on frans or even me as a person.  But don’t go after a person that is in no way associated with the themes you want to defeat.