not enough sparkles

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I had some requests to see my prom dress so uh… here it is 😅 I love the dress so so so much, it’s so unique and elegant and comfy, it’s not too gaudy but it has just enough sparkle! Plus some sparkly gold accessories of course ^w^ x3
So yeah. Here it is! Hopefully I don’t look too much like a pig stuffed in a tube sock lmao

yurio was so important in the latest ep and im still not over this child

How Do You Transformers Anatomy: A Guide By A Fan

Also titled “Grey’s Anatomy Transformers Style”

OKAY SO I HEAR A LOT OF PEOPLE GET CONFUSED ABOUT ALL THESE WORDS AND TERMS FOR TRANSFORMERS (because we, as a fandom, like to use fancy words for our robots, we have literally reached subculture status guys we have our own dialect congratulations) AND DON’T KNOW WHAT TO USE FOR WHAT SO BECAUSE I TOO SUFFER I WILL HELP YOU

IF YOU KNOW OTHERS THAT ARE NOT LISTED HERE FEEL FREE TO ADD THEM.

WHY YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO ME

  • Been here since I was 12
  • Fanfic writer
  • I’m smart
  • “I was here before TF was cool” hipster status
  • Transformers consumed my life

THAT’S MY QUALIFICATIONS OK HERE WE GO

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Don’t Let Anyone Tell You...

Air Signs – People cannot see wind. We can see what wind does, how it moves things, but we cannot see it. It isn’t visible, but it is always there, and it’s all around us, so don’t let anyone tell you that your presence doesn’t matter because if you disappeared, we wouldn’t be able to see your absence, but we would definitely feel it.

Fire Signs – You attract a lot of attention because you are outgoing, passionate, and charismatic. Naturally, people want to be around you, but don’t let anyone tell you that people only want to be around you because your attractive; you are loyal, honest, and determined as well.

Earth Signs – People rarely think of the ground even though they walk on it everyday, but don’t let people’s disregard of the Earth impact how you value yourself. Without you, there would be no foundation to live upon, to build upon, so know your worth. 

Water Signs: Tears, Waterfalls, and even bathwater all sparkle, so don’t let anyone tell you that you’re too deep, too moody, or aren’t light enough to sparkle, because as a child of water, you have an innate sparkle

How Would You Feel (JK)

Description:You and Jungkook were just best friends, who did things more than best friends would do.
Genre: fluff,drama
Warning: none that i know of
Word Count: 8349 (maybe also including the numbers…)
Note: so, this was inspired by Ed Sheeran’s “How Would You Feel”. and that i should warn all of you that i’m a sucker for fics that focus on kissing… So… Enjoooy

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The idea that when Sailor Moon sees Tuxedo Mask remove his mask, we get the sparkling shoujo background. Trying to emulate the moe look and making Tuxedo Mask look more surprised and shy, ahahahaha. The bg was quickly made with a lot of reference (more props to the people who do sparkling shoujo bgs because it took me a long time to figure out what’s enough in terms of sparkle and I think I went overboard on the bubbles…)

Sailor Moon approves this message! XD Jk, jk. 

Red Light (Jimin/Reader)

Prompt: “Yay request are open! Can I get maybe a scenario where jimin and the reader are arguing and he like somehow hits you accidentally or raises his hand and you think he’s going to hit you and you flinch and move away from him?“

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Words: 1,767.

Author: Admin X/Daegu.

Summary:  Every red light stopped you both tonight on the drive home, and you couldn’t tell if that meant anything or not. (Trigger warnings: mentions of mental health issues, suicide, abuse, and cheating)

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

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Breaking... Ch.22

Masterlist 

Part 21

A/N: This chapter was gonna be a lot longer but I decided to break it off a bit for anticipation. Next chapter will be more eventful

Wordcount: 2014

Warnings: Bitches, language, hehehe

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Breaking The Atmosphere

“What do you mean, you’re taking Theodosia Burr?” Alex asked with a chill.

“Pops, I find her to be quite charming. I would like to take her.” Charming? If she’s anything like her father than that’s a fat load of crap. You tried to convince yourself of that, it didn’t work. Alex was about to say something, he looked very against this whole thing. But Eliza nudged him with her elbow and cleared her throat.

“Of course you can take Theodosia, my son.” She smiled.

“Thank you, mom.” For a second, Philip looked over at you. Every once in a while you’d think you’d see it. Your Sunshine, not this dark cloud trying to hide him. Something sparked in his eyes for that single second. Was it regret? Was it longing? Was it remembrance? Was it an apology? You couldn’t tell, he built a wall between you.

‘In this same interlude it doth befall

That I, one Snout by name, present a wall.

And such a wall, as I would have you think,

That had in it a crannied hole, or chink,

Through which the lovers, Pyramus and Thisbe,

Did whisper often very secretly.

This loam, this roughcast, and this stone doth show

That I am that same wall. The truth is so.

And this the cranny is, right and sinister,

Through which the fearful lovers are to whisper.’

That should’ve been a passage he marked. As quick as the second had come, it was gone once again. Philip tightened his lips and walked away, the same way he always did.

“You’re going to let our son take my rival’s daughter to a party? Are you crazy, Betsy?” Alex asked. Eliza shook her head.

“Trust me, love. A mother knows what she’s doing.” She assured, winking at you after she finished her sentence. What’s that supposed to mean?

             A few days passed and you were left to your same routine. You were dusting off the shelves in Alex’s study when you heard someone come in. You looked over to see Lafayette leaning against one of the cleaned shelves.

“Oh, hey Laf. Did you need something?” You asked. He tapped his finger against his chin and took a step forward.

“Yes actually, I do have a small favor to ask of you Miss Y/N.”

“You can just call me Y/N or Titania like Alex does, but sure, what’s the favor?”

“I was invited to a party by a friend of mine. I would like to ask you to allow me the pleasure of escorting you there.” WHAT?!

“Um, wait what? A party? Oh no, no, no, no! I’ve never been to one before! Besides, why would you need me to go?” You asked nervously.

“Well you see, I am not exactly the best dancer and every time I try to go to a gathering by myself a madam will ask me to dance. I just cannot find it in my heart to say no to them, it seems rude but I always accidentally step on their feet…” His face flushed a bit. Fucking Marie Antoinette, this is all your fault! “If I take you with me, I believe I will be asked to dance far less.” Honestly, I should’ve expected that this was the reason. Lafayette was known for being extremely awkward in many situations.

“I mean; alright I guess? As long as I don’t have to talk to many people because honestly I do not know the proper etiquette for these things…” Lafayette smiled at your answer.

“Merci, we can both not know the proper etiquette together, how does that sound?” He asked humorously, you chuckled.

“Sounds like a plan!” You laughed.

             You told Eliza about what Lafayette suggested and she seemed very pleased that you said yes. She even said she would help you get ready, of course Angie decided she would as well. When the day came, Eliza summoned you to her room and she pulled out this very elegant blue dress.

“What’s this?” You asked.

“Well, as much as I love the dress Hercules gave you, it simply is not ball appropriate. So, you shall wear this.” She informed. Angie, who was sitting on the bed called out excitedly.

“That’s the dress Mama says she fell in love with Daddy in!” You looked at the beautiful blue color.

“Eliza…this is too much, you’re so sweet to me!” She brushed off the comment.

“Nonsense! I would do anything for my girls and you are certainly no exception! Now, come over here! We are wasting precious time!” You went over and she immediately started to work on you.

“Mama, how did you and Daddy fall in love exactly?” Angie asked curiously. Ohhh, I’ve never heard this story before! Eliza giggled to herself.

“That is actually quite the fascinating tale. You see, many people in our family believe that Alexander and I were in love at first sight…”

“Wait, are you saying you weren’t?” You questioned, she nodded.

“I had met Alexander once at my Father’s estate. He brought a message from Mr. Washington and stayed over for dinner. At the time, I had no intentions of courting with him.”

“Really? Why?” Angie seemed confused.

“Well… I was in love with someone else at the time. He was a red coat named Andre.” She explained. WAIT! A! MOMENT!

“You were in love with someone on the opposite side?” You were astounded. Eliza nodded with an amused smile. Am I the Andre to Philip’s Eliza? Was I just a phase?

“Madly in love, in fact. When I saw Alexander that night at a winter’s ball, everything changed. Love is a very complicated feeling, that’s what I realized in that moment. You can’t control it, you can’t change it and that’s scary.” Yeah…I know the feeling… “At first, I didn’t think Alexander was interested in me. Although my sister was already married at the time, I assumed he fancied her more. But here we are, many years later. Alexander has taught me many things, but mostly he’s shown me that love is not easy. You will doubt each other, hurt each other and not even intend to, or even worse… You do it to protect them.” Eliza finished putting the dress on you and quickly worked with your hair. She took two pieces from the front and braided them to the back, making sure your hair stayed out of your face. Was my sparkle not enough? Did someone give him more than I could offer? “You look beautiful dear!” Eliza teared up, Angie got off the bed, an idea burning in her pupils.

“Wait! Don’t go anywhere! I have an amazing idea!” She ran out of the room and you were left to wonder for a moment. After a few minutes she came running back in with something in her arms. You froze when you realized what it was. Five bushels of baby’s breath… She stepped behind you and laced the stems into your braid. “The best accessory a lady can wear is fresh flowers.” She stated. You felt odd about using the flower. You looked at yourself in the mirror. You were pretty but felt, out of place. Monachopsis, that’s the word that came to mind in that moment. You didn’t feel like you belonged there anymore, you tried not to think about it too much.  Once you were all dressed and ready, Eliza led you out to the main room.

“Alexander has already called the coach. He should be waiting outside with Lafayette.” You took a step out the door and let your eyes adjust to the bright light. Alex was talking with Lafayette outside the carriage and once they noticed you and the other woman with you they smiled. You went down the steps and Alex took your hand, turning your wrist and signaling for you to spin.

“Oh, I wonder where that dress came from!” He hinted while you span in place, his banter made you feel a bit better about everything. Alex gave your hand to Lafayette so you turned your attention to him. He smiled at you pleasantly.

“Miss Titania, Alexander instructed me to call you that, you look quite elegant, if I must say.” You fanned your face jocularly.

“Monsieur, you flatter me so!” You said with fake bashfulness.  He opened the carriage door and helped you into it, when he got in he sat across from you. You waved everyone goodbye and joked that you would be back before tomorrow. The carriage pulled forward and you watched as it drove out of the yard. Just as the house was starting to fade out of sight, you saw another carriage pull in. Another carriage? The house was too far away at that point for you to investigate any further. You were starting to get a bit nervous and your leg began to bounce from under your dress. You stared out the window until you felt something tap your arm. You jumped slightly and turned your gaze toward Lafayette.

“Miss Titania, you seem a bit flustered. May I ask what is wrong?”

“Oh, um, yes. I’m just a bit anxious is all. I’ve uh, never been to anything like this before.” You chuckled and scratched your cheek.

“Do not fear! As a gentleman, it is my job to ensure that you have as nice of a time as possible. After all, those who can’t dance shall not dance together! Or…something of that effect.” Wow…he’s just as awkward as me. What a precious lil baguette!

             It wasn’t long before the carriage pulled in front of a large house. It was mostly brick and was almost the model image of Victorian styling. The carriage stopped in front of the estate and Lafayette stepped out first to help you down. The two of you made your way up the grand stone steps, the door was opened for you. You thought you were going to be early but there were already tons of people inside the large, open room. It wouldn’t have bothered you so much if not a good majority of the people looked over at you. Lafayette had his arm linked with yours and pulled it slightly to get your attention as he led you through the room.

“I think they like you.” He whispered.

“Who’s party is this anyway?” You questioned.

“The Price’s, I was quite close with the father of the house, the rest of the family was more than happy to allow me to attend.” You nodded to show that you understood. You felt several eyes gaze at you from time to time, you weren’t sure how to feel about it. Lafayette was nice enough to make sure you never felt too uncomfortable. At one point he was leading you across the room by stopped halfway. “I will be right back; I must greet the lady of the house. Would you mind waiting for just a moment?” He asked.

“Go ahead, I’ll be here.” He continued to walk across the room. A young man approached you not long after. Well, not quite young, he still seemed quite a bit older than you.

“Hello Miss, what is a fair lady, such as yourself, doing here all by your lonesome?” He certainly knew that you were not alone. Can’t a girl be by herself for ten seconds and not be bothered?! “May I get you a drink?” He asked.

“No thank you, I don’t drink.” I don’t trust the alcohol in this century! He tried to insist but you declined, that didn’t stop him from trying to ask again but he was stopped by a voice interrupting him. You felt someone standing behind you.

“Excuse me sir, thank you for keeping my friend company for me. Now if you don’t mind…” The man quickly walked away from the masculine voice behind you. Why does that sound so familiar? You sighed.

“Thank you, I wasn’t sure how I wa-“ You turned around and froze.

“Hello Titania, it’s been quite a while hasn’t it?” A bright color filled your eyesight.

“Mr. Jefferson…”

Good morning, Champion

otayuri | M-rated

“ “It’s already past noon,” Otabek says and Yuri groans, stretching his legs under the blanket.

“We left the banquet at like, four or something? Normal people need sleep after things like that.”

“‘Normal people’?” Otabek laughs in disbelief and pulls Yuri against his chest, pressing a kiss on the back of his neck. “I don’t think you are one of those, Mr. Just-Broke-Another-World-Record.” “

PWP; sweet & sleepy morning sex

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i was in a need of some stress relief, so i just… wrote this. idk if i will put this up in AO3 but, just have it.


Rays of bright morning sun manage to slip in the hotel room through a small gap between the heavy, cream-coloured curtains. Otabek squeezes his eyes shut as a pathetic attempt to fall back asleep, but the sun is too powerful - its shine is luminous, lighting up the whole room. It feels warm and pleasant on Otabek’s skin and he blinks his eyes open with a sigh, stretching his arms.

Even though Otabek is usually very tidy person, on that moment his hotel room is a mess. His suitcase lies open in the middle of the floor, most of the things he needs to pack piled next to it. Three different skating costumes have been thrown over the suitcase, black skates with mismatched blade covers placed neatly on top of them. Otabek takes a look around the room and finds pieces of his dark blue suit scattered around the room, already wrinkled - his tie has found its way in his duffle bag that’s right next to the bed, the zipper open. A ray of sun hits the pair of medals left on the dressing table (golden next to a silver one), making them glisten and sparkle bright enough to blind.

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In which Reigen adopts a child takes in a fairy boy as his apprentice :’)

A scene from my friend’s (and my?) Rumpelstiltsmob AU!

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Part 2/3 of Magical Boy!Todoroki !

This time we get to see Pretty Sailor Todoroki’s pretty transformation sequence and pretty Special Attacks such as:

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Our One Year-Jack Maynard Imagine

Word Count: 1,507

Request: jack imagine where he does something really cute for your one year anniversary?? if not that’s okay! love you and your imagines :)

Author’s Note: I loved writing this one. Especially because Jack is my fave and it’s super cute.

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It had been one year. One year since you started dating your boyfriend Jack. Not only were you boyfriend and girlfriend, you were each other’s best friends. Out of all the guys you’ve dated, no one compared to him. He made you feel like a princess. You were his princess. He treated you like no other man had.

You awoke early to make you and Jack a special breakfast. It was a beautiful day outside. The sun was shining without a cloud in sight. You sat on the edge of your side of the bed, glancing back at your sleepy boy. He looked so cuddly. With his curled, blonde bedhead and his face nuzzled in his pillow. You took your hand and played with a little curl in front of his face. Then swept it back in place.You stood up to stretch. Slowly walking to the kitchen wearing one of Jack’s shirts.

You were busy making breakfast, when you heard Jack emerge from your room. “Good Morning J” you said sweetly. He walked over to you, placing a soft kiss on your cheek. Making you twitch and tense your shoulders up a bit in response.

“Good morning princess. Happy 1 year anniversary.” he smiled. “Oooh what do we have here?” Holding you with his arms around your waist.

“Belgian waffles with strawberries and whipped cream.”

“Oh my goodness! Look at you go! How did I get so lucky?” He spun you around to face him, giving you a kiss. Then resting his forehead against yours.

“I have something to tell you, but I don’t know if you’re going to like it.” he said abruptly.

“What is it?.” you asked with a puzzled expression.

Jack had his head down, bringing his arm up over his shoulder into a stretch. “Umm…I uh have to have some phone meetings today. And I’m not sure when I’ll be done. It probably won’t be until later this evening.” He had a nervous expression on his face, waiting for your reaction.

You crossed your arms, staring at him in disbelief. “Are you actually serious? On our first anniversary? We’re not going to get to spend any time together.” you pouted.

Jack reached out and grabbed your hands, “I know princess. I’m so sorry, but there’s nothing I can do. I tried to reschedule. No such luck.”

You knew if he could, Jack would do anything to be able to spend the day with you. That didn’t mean you were any less disappointed. He took his hand, lifting your chin to meet his ice blue eyes. “Hey I have an idea. How about you take my card and go to Piccadilly for a little shop. Then later when you come back, we can spend the whole night together. And we can watch whatever movie you want.” he suggested.

It wasn’t at all what you had in mind for your one year, but something was better than nothing. Right? You pouted then glanced back up at Jack. “Fine.” you huffed.

“That’s my girl.” he smiled, bringing you in for a hug. “Now go get ready! I have a special ride coming to take you out for the day.” You shot him a look of confusion as you walked back to your room to change.

After you got dressed and put on some makeup, you took a seat on the sofa. Wondering what Jack could possibly have in store for you.

*The intercom buzzed*

“Babe I’m on the phone, but go downstairs I think your ride is here. Have fun! I love you!” he called.

“Ok! Love you too!” calling back to him. You made your way down the stairs of your flat and stepped out to the curb. That’s when you saw a black Mercedes pull up in front of you. You instantly knew whose car it was.

*Beep Beep!* the horn sounded. The window rolled down to reveal the driver wearing a chauffeur hat. Of course it was Conor. “Hey did someone order a car?” he asked with a cheesy grin as he laughed to himself. You adored Conor. He was a big goof, but that’s what you loved about him. You also appreciated his humor, especially considering how your day was going.

“Was this your idea or Jack’s?” you giggled as you got in the car.

He looked back at me from the driver’s seat, “Both of ours. But the hat was my idea.”

“Of course it was.” shaking your head.

“What (Y/N)? You don’t like it? I think I look sexy, it suits me you know?”

“Oh for sure! Next time we go out, you should definitely wear that!” you said sarcastically.

He made a funny face in attempt to make me smile. But I just looked down at my feet, fidgeting with my fingers. He noticed I wasn’t in the best mood. “Look (Y/N) I know today isn’t exactly what you hoped for, but I promise it’ll be alright. You’ll still get to celebrate your anniversary and spend time with Jack. It may not be ideal, let’s just try to make the best of it. We can still have a good day!”

You realized Conor was right. Jack couldn’t help that he had to work. You could be flexible today. Plus, now you could spend the day with both of your favorite boys.

Conor took you all around London. He was an absolute trooper. You went shopping, dragging him around from shop to shop. He helped you carry your bags. You also had a lovely lunch and got to catch up, hearing all about his recent weekend gig. As the sun started to set, you realized you actually had a pretty great day. However, you were eager to get home and see Jack.

The car pulled up to your flat, Conor got out and opened the side door for you. You thanked him, gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, and a hug. Then waved as he drove off. You were so excited to finally see your boyfriend after being away all day. Finding yourself quickly climbing the stairs, racing to your front door, while trying not fall or drop anything. You turned the key and swung the door open with your hands full.

“Jack? Babe?” you yelled, anticipating a response. Nothing. Where could he be? You set down your bags to go investigate. “Jack this isn’t funny. Where are you?”

Still confused, you stepped down the hallway to your bedroom. When you reached the doorway, you couldn’t believe your eyes. You walked in to see dozens of colorful balloons and fairy lights. Each balloon had pictures of you and Jack tethered to the end of the strings. On your bed were rose petals in the shape of a heart, and a box with a big bow on top. You put your hand over your mouth in surprise. Your eyes welled up with tears. As you stepped back and turned, there in the doorway stood Jack. You ran over to jump in his arms. He found his balance and held you close. You joined in a long, sweet kiss.

As you pulled away, “Do you like it?” he smiled looking into your eyes.

“Like it? I love it J! I can’t believe you did all this.” you delighted as he put you down from his arms.

“I know it’s not the day you imagined because I had to work, but I still wanted it to be special. You’re my everything. You deserve to feel important and loved princess. So here you go.” He handed me the box with the big bow. “Open it!” he insisted.

Inside the box, was a beautiful necklace from Harrods. Nothing too flashy. It was a simple jewel with just enough sparkle. “Oh my gosh, I love it! Thank you love. It’s beautiful.” you gasped, pressing a kiss to his lips.

You spent the rest of the night cuddled up on the sofa, with a glass of rose and watching a movie. It was perfect. You suddenly felt Jack untangle from you and saw him sit up to reach for something. Intrigued, you sat up next to him.

He turned to you and handed you another box. “I actually have one last gift for you.”

As you unwrapped the gift,“Jack! The necklace was lovely and more than enough…” you paused when you saw what was inside. “Seriously? Jack you cheeky boy! Are these a gift for me or for you?” glaring at him, holding up a set of lingerie and giving him a shove.

“I thought they could be for both of us!” he shrugged, laughing uncontrollably.

“You are something else! You know that?”

“I know. That’s why you love me.” tackling you back down to the sofa for a cuddle. He squeezed and wrapped his arms around your body.Then playfully pressed a kiss to your cheek.

“Yeah you’re right.” you smirked, nuzzling into his arm. “I love you Jack.”

“I love you too (Y/N). Happy one year princess.”