not very happy with how it turned out though

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I recently collaborated on an TV commercial for Specsavers with Jelly Kitchen. Very excited to be part of it, and get to draw some awesome backgrounds. It was a massive learning experience (trust me, cobblestone are trickier than t looks), very happy with how it turned out though :)

If you want to see the full animation, click the link below!

https://vimeo.com/237734679

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I finally finished these!! I’ve spent the past week working on several things at once, but finally got my drawing project done~ Out of desire to re-design outfits for some of the Gotham villains, I drew them like fashion sketches (you can google what i mean) complete with modeling poses for fun~

though this took me a while, i’m very happy with how they turned out! I hope you guys enjoy my outfit designs (the only old one being Riddler’s; i’m kind of settled on it); you can click to get a better look at them! each outfit incorporates inspiration from their canon outfits combined with some sort of ‘fashion flair’ and were fun to create

(please don’t repost or use w/o permission, and leave my description; thanks!)

(SU) Courtship headcanons, pt 1

Courtship headcanons:
Because there is a sad lack of Blue Zircon/Yellow Zircon in this fandom
{Also known as Zirconshipping}

~*~

-Blue Zircon meets Yellow at her first court case
-It’s a small case, nothing serious: some pearl was impertinent, and her owner (an agate) is wondering if poofing her for a couple days is too extreme a punishment?
-But Blue is still /freaked/ about it
-its HER !!! FIRST !!! CASE!!!
-Blue gets put on Defense, and is given three hours to prepare her points
-She outlines them in one and spends the other two practicing
-When it’s time for the trial to start, she’s ready
-She delivers her opening statement as gracefully as she can
-She stresses the pressure put on pearls at work, mentions their useful contributions to Homeworld, and emphasizes just how apologetic this particular pearl is for her rudeness
-The Diamonds are (of course) not the judges
-A random zircon’s pearl-oriented case is hardly important for /them/ to make an appearance
-Instead, an obsidian is the one taking all these points into consideration
-At the end of Blue’s speech, she smiles, and even claps a bit
-Blue turns red with pride
-The pearl almost sobs in relief
-Then a cough is heard
-Blue looks to her left and sees the zircon representative for Prosecution
-She’s wearing a smug little grin that Blue will come to know as her trademark feature and is clasping her hands together politely
- ‘Your Honor, may I take the floor?’
'Of course’
-This new zircon, the yellow one, clears her throat
-Then launches into her argument
-Its full of contradictions and hyperboles and urges the obsidian monitoring the trial to put this pearl in her place immediately because we’ve had one rogue pearl before… what stops there from being another?
-In four swift paragraphs, she rakes Blue’s speech through the mud
-And wins
-The pearl is poofed, and the trial is concluded without another word being said
-After, Yellow approaches Blue
- 'You call that an argument? I’ve dealt with more challenging opponents in training’
-Blue is livid
- 'Y-you little–!!’
-Yellow just laughs
-Even when laughing she manages to smirk
- 'You little what? Come on, Blue, I thought we zircons were made to come up with things quickly’
-Blue is tempted to slap her
-Everything about Yellow oozes superiority, and she /hates it hates it hates it/
-Instead of answering, she pushes her and storms off
- 'I hope I never have to see /her/ again’
-Unfortunately, she does
-A lot
-Every other case seems to be with them on opposite sides
-And every other case ends with Yellow winning and jeering over her victory
-When Blue wins her first case, it’s like the world turned upside down
-She waits for Yellow outside after the case is over
-There’s no reason to, really, she just wants to see what she’ll do
-Will she still try and antagonize her? Will she have already left from another exit?
-Blue doesn’t know what to wish for
-When she spots Yellow, she hurries over to her
- 'H-hah!! I won!!! You lost and I won and take THAT!!!!’
-Yellow laughs
-And for once it seems kind of genuine??
- 'Yeah, you’ve improved a lot. We should practice our arguments together sometime’
-Blue is SH00K
- 'What? No! No way!’
'Why not?’
'You’re always mean to me!!’
-Yellow rolls her eyes
- 'I was re-affirming the fact that I was better than you. Technically, I still am. I’ve won four cases against you, you’ve won one’
'But–’
'Look, it’s your choice to take it personally. Do you want to meet up or no’
-After a moment of hesitation, Blue agrees
-She might hate Yellow, but she does want to know what makes her such a good lawyer
-Their first meet-up is two days later
-Yellow decides to first coach Blue in 'how to be less of a slowpoke in court’, because apparently Blue takes too long to think sometimes
-Blue doesn’t know if she should feel happy or offended Yellow noticed
-(She does put into operation the tips she’s taught though)
-In return, she shows Yellow how to turn the tables on someone when they least expect it
-They slowly start giving each other more and more tips
-Even if that means making their own lives more and more of a pain since they’re usually up /against each other/
-Yellow gives compliments very rarely, so when she does, Blue feels special
-Blue slowly finds Yellow’s confidence more endearing than annoying
-They start hanging out for un-work related things
-Sometimes its just to gossip
-Yellow is Gossip Queen™
-She keeps no one’s secrets from Blue
-She keeps /no/ secrets from Blue
-Well,,,, almost no secrets
-There’s one that she knows that, for better or worse, no one should discover, not even herself fully
-It’s the slow more-than-platonic feelings she’s getting for the constantly stressed and flustered dork known as Blue Zircon
-Blue Zircon feels the same way, obviously
-But both are way too loyal to Homeworld to act upon these feelings
-They’re secret LLL’s
-Lesbian Lawyers in Love

anonymous asked:

I love the idea of a friendship growing between MC and Jaehee at first because they're both the only girls and, like, sometimes you just gotta talk smack about the boys with another girl, but then it blossoms into this really good and deep friendship and I was wondering if you could maybe show how that friendship would manifest with MC's different relationships with the RFA boys and V?

A/N: THIS IS SUCH A GOOD IDEA AND I LOVE IT SO VERY MUCH BECAUSE I FEEL IT ON A SPIRITUAL LEVEL I WANT JAEHEE AS A BESTIE IN EVERY ROUTE (also i kind of made this how they all reacted to the friendship i hope you dont mind) ~Admin 404

*YOOSUNG:

           - I don’t think it’d affect him that much

           -Like yyeess MC I’m so happy you got best friend!!!!

           -Does get a little jealous of her though

           -“MC!!! Wanna come play some LOLOL with me???” “Nah, me and Jaehee are going to go shopping!” “But…the two of you hung out all day yesterday?” “Yeah, and we’re gonna do it again! I’ll text you later!”

           -HE WANTS SOME MC TIME TOO *angry eyebrows*

           -As long as you make time for him, he’s a-okay!

           -But pls tell him secrets too MC he wants to be your other best friend

           -Also lowkey worried because??? What do the two of you talk about?

           -He remembered some of the things his sister and her friends used to talk about and he was nOT EXCITED

           -DID YOU TALK ABOUT HIM??? WAS IT GOOD THINGS??? OH GOD MC PLEASE TELL ME. WAIT NEVERMIND DON’T TELL ME I DONT WANT TO KNOW. WAIT YES I DO. WAIT NO. AAAAAAAAAAA

*ZEN:

           -*Slides into the living room and seductively throws himself over the side of the couch*

           -“Where the two of you talking about me?”

           - yeah talking about how you’re a total fucking DORK

           -He’s good friends with Jaehee too!! Why won’t you let him in the room for talk time ;A;

           -Tried sneaking into the room to listen but the two of you are smarter than that and have to physically throw him out of the room

           -He’s happy that you’re such good friends with her, though!!!

           -Since he’s her friend as well, he knows how badly she needed a friend for some girl talk

           -But?? Still?? He waNTS TO KNOW

           -MC WHAT DO YOU SAY ABOUT ME TO YOUR FRIENDS AAAAAAAA

           - honestly pouts and sits outside of the door sometimes when the two of you throw him out, blows up your phone until you yell through the door

*JUMIN:

           -This….is so weird

           -Why is Assistant Kang in his house

           -Tries to hand her work almost every single time

           -Until you kind of knock it out of his hand and it falls to the floor

           -?????? MC????? It’s her job??????

           -“She is here as my GUEST Jumin, YOU do that work”

           -G A S P MC WHAT

           -Overall he’s just so…..awkward when you and Jaehee hang out at home. Otherwise, he could care less if the two of you were close friends. He loves that you have a close friend to talk with! He also doesn’t care if the two of you talk about him, whatever

           -Like how is he supposed to act??? He’s almost two different people. He’s so laid back at home with you and all business when he’s at work with Jaehee. WhaT IS HE SUPPOSED TO DO ;A;

           - locks himself in his office when she’s over to avoid the awkwardness

*SAEYOUNG:

           -*dresses up as a girl*

           -*slides into the room to join the girl talk*

           -*is promptly kicked out by the two of you*

           -The only person he had like that in his life was his brother

           -But they’ve been apart for so long, and with everything that happened….

           -He tries to have that kind of friendship now and Saeran just kind of walks out of the room

           -So!!!! He’s happy for you!!! But also very jealous (though he hides it)

           -You can tell how upset he gets sometimes, and you and Jaehee agree to let him hang out every now and then to make him happy

           - only if he dresses up like a girl

           -When the two of you don’t let him in, he just turns on the CCTV because??? He wants the juicy gossip on all of the members too??? BAD SAEYOUNG

*V:

           -Completely respects your privacy

           -Please, MC, you and Jaehee spend all the time you would like together

           -Talk about whatever you would like

           -Your laughter is muSIC TO HIS EARS

           -HE HAS TO STOP HIMSELF FROM RUNNING IN WITH HIS CAMERA TO CAPTURE THE BEAUTIFUL, WARM MOMENTS BETWEEN THE TWO OF YOU

           -He couldn’t care less what the two of you talked about

           -Knows that if you want to share with him, you will

           -Plus, Jaehee isn’t really a loud, rowdy person well most of the time

           -So!! She can stay all she wants!!! It doesn’t break the nice relaxed feeling of the house and he appreciates that

           -He even makes the two of you tea and some snacks every now and then!!! hes like a mum omfg

*SAERAN:

           -What do you mean you’re going out

           -What do you mean I can’t come in and sit in the living room

           -whAT DO YOU MEAN BY GIRL TIME WHAT THE FUCK IS GIRL TIME

           -MC WHAT DID I DO WRONG ARE YOU MAD AT ME??

           - someone please help him he doesn’t understand how this all works

           -Constant reassuring that you’re just going to hang out with Jaehee!! You aren’t mad!!

           -There’s just some things you have to talk about with a girl friend, ya know??

           -If you bring up even a slightly awkward topic he gets flustered and immediately agrees to leave the two of you alone

           -A lot of the time though, Jaehee doesn’t mind if he’s there? He’s actually pretty quiet and uninterested

           -He just likes to talk shit about Saeyoung let him into the conversation every now and then plEASE he needs to get it out

Essays in Existentialism: Valentine’s Day

With Valentine’s day coming up, how about a themed Clarke and Lexa story?

The hospital swirled with the quiet steady of patients and doctors, all taking their time getting anywhere at all. Nurses stations filled with deliveries of bouquets and cards and chocolates, while the halls were littered with cardboard hearts and babies with little wings and bows. Reds and pinks of every shade and color turned the fifth floor into a haven of sappiness and commercial love.

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anonymous asked:

Everyone's family comes to visit for parents' weekend. Including Dex's and Nursey's. But Dex's is late and so after their game a little boy comes running up to Dex, but instead of yelling Billy like the team expects, he yells daddy. Let the team see soft Dex interacting with his son. Let Dex see how amazing Nursey is with kids. Let Nursey lose his chill over adorable baby Dex. Let Bitty bake with this baby! And let Dex see how truly supportive and amazing Nursey is. & backstory for baby plz

i love love love love love this prompt.  Its mostly a bullet point fic, but its pretty long…

Thanks for the prompt! Enjoy! :-) xxxx

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* Dex leaves the Haus early every night.  Usually a few hours earlier than anyone else.  On roadies he heads up to his room at 7 o’clock sometimes, or goes for a walk.

- The team don’t want to pry, but were confused, concerned, and a little nosy.  They have found out he’s on the phone to someone he’s close to, because they’ve overheard him saying “love you lots” a few times.

- So they figure he’s probably talking to a girlfriend.

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Lost  [ B.W ]

Pairing: Bruce Wayne x Reader 

(BATMOM WOOP WOOP)

Request: If you’re still taking requests could you please do angst prompt 6&13 with Batmom and Bruce?

Prompts:

  • 6: “I lost the baby.”
  • 13: “Don’t leave me…”

From This Prompts List

Word Count: 929

Warnings: ANGST

A/N: When I wrote my first draft of this I had ‘mum’ written in once or twice and then I questioned whether I should chance it to ‘mom even though it was a stupid problem-ish thing and it doesn’t even matter but then I just rewrote the whole thing lol. I’m not very happy with how this turned out in terms of my writing and I apologise if this isn’t what the anon wanted!

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“Bruce,” You panic, reaching your arm out to grab his hand as you were sat weakly in the puddle of your own blood. A sob racks through your body, forcing itself out of your mouth with harsh persistence. “Bruce, please. I-I don’t know what to do.”

“Oh my-” He rushes towards you, his face showing a fear that you had never seen him show. He hadn’t felt anything like this before and it made his heart beat right out of his chest, a clear sheen of sweat beginning to glisten on his body.

When he had heard the noise from your bedroom which was connected to the bathroom you were in now, he knew something was wrong. The only explanation for the type of thud that had rang through his ears was that you had fallen. Without wasting a second he was bursting through the door, yelling for the boys to get their asses up here. He already knew that Alfred was on his way.

“Bruce, I-I-” Another sob rips from your throat as you scrunch your eyes shut in attempt to calm the pain that had settled itself upon you as if you were it’s bed. It wasn’t so much physical as it was harder on your heart but it hurt just as much if not more.

“Shh,” Bruce steps towards you, raking a hand through his hair as he wraps his arms around your knees and waist, lifting you so that you were resting bridal style in his grip. Usually, touch like this from Bruce would have any negative thought washed away from your mind but it didn’t do anything this time. “I’m not going to let anything else happen to you.”

All of the boys were by your side by now, their constant bickering between themselves coming to a halt as they reality of the scene was revealed to them. Damian had found himself sprinting up to you, taking hold of your hand with a grip that would have usually caused you to cry out but for some reason, not this time. His eyebrows were pulled into a frown and the corners of his lips were turned downwards as his worry for your health almost drove him insane.

You were almost to the car, the journey through the manor feeling painfully long to every single one of you. Jason swears under his breath as he notices that there was still blood falling from between your legs. He sprints ahead, grabbing the keys to whichever car was closest to the exit as he makes it to the garage far before the rest of you. He opens the door of the garage, making sure that all of the gates outside are all open.

“I lost the baby,” You cry, the hand that wasn’t being held by Damian’s capturing Bruce’s shirt as it balled into a strong fist. Tears soaked through the material as you had shoved your face into Bruce’s chest, ignoring the uneven beating of his heart as you repeated your words, the pain that laced your voice ripping at the heart of all of the boys and pulling a tear from Alfred’s eye when you soon resorted to softened whimpers. “I lost the baby.”

Dick takes you from Bruce’s hold after he wipes the wetness from his eyes with the sleeve of his jersey, looking to Tim with a short nod. Tim dashes back into your bedroom, grabbing whatever he thought you may need from your drawers and wardrobe with speed that must have rivaled the flash as Bruce opens the door of the car for you and Dick.

“D-don’t leave me…” Another whimper escapes your mouth as he moves to shut the door once you and Dick are sitting securely on Dick’s lap, Damian and Tim on the either side of you. You didn’t have the right train of thought to realise he was just moving to the driver’s seat. A tear falls from Bruce’s eye, his heart breaking at the state that you were in.

“I’m not going anywhere, Sweetheart. I promise,” He says, hastily leaning over Tim and Dick and placing a kiss on your forehead before moving around to take his seat. Jason nods at him, slinging a leg over his bike and zooming off ahead of everyone to make sure that there wouldn’t be anything to hold you back on the way to the Hospital. His voice cracks when he speaks, knowing that he’ll be far from correct for a while as he says, “Everything will be okay.”

The thought of his lost child hadn’t even settled in for him yet. He was too focused on your safety and health to even register anything else, but as he turned on the car he had to take a couple deep breaths to try and ease the pain in his chest that the thought of losing the baby had brought. It wasn’t like anything he had felt before, the pain almost made it difficult for him not to just collapse against the steering wheel. The adrenaline that was coursing through his veins was the only thing that kept him going and the only thing that kept him sane. 

Alfred is seated in the passenger seat beside Bruce, his leg bouncing as he mumbles to Bruce that there was no way in hell that he would stay behind. Bruce sighs as he drives out of the Manor, his eyes flickering to you and the boys in the mirror with panicked glances and despite the situation he wsa thankful that this family would always have each other, even through times like this.

No Matter What

Author: @dylan-trash-tbh

 Pairing: Stiles x Reader

Words:5295

 A/N: I’m actually kind of proud of this 🙈 Let me know what you think! 

A huge thank you, to my favorite co-pilot Em @fillthevoid-stilinski, for editing again 💖 

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Originally posted by procrastinationoutlet

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Imagine Nick’s daughter, Zara, letting it slip that he likes you

(A/N: To Anon, sorry for the wait. I hope you enjoy. Only 4k so a bit on the short side than usual but hopefully, you all still enjoy it. Had to take a half an hour break from writing though after hearing SENSE8 is getting a special! Needed to celebrate!) 

Imagine Nick’s daughter, Zara, letting it slip that he likes you

“Well,…um…you aren’t who I was expecting,” Nick commented as he opened the door which consequently revealed you standing on his doorstep.

“Who were you expecting at this time?” You smirked, leaning casually against his doorframe.

“The pizza guy,” He nodded, seriously.

“But you’re more glad to see me, right?” You grinned, playfully.

“Did you bring a pizza?” He asked seriously.

You hit him with the files you were carrying in response.

“I’ll take that as a no,” He quipped as he dodged the final sing you took at him.

“Are you going to let me in?” You sighed, shaking your head.

“Depends,” He dragged out, leaning against the doorway you just pushed off from and folding his arms, “Tell me what brings you to my apartment at this time on a Thursday night?”

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The Perks of Being the Youngest Sibling

Summary: During a lonely night, you take some of your older siblings most treasured things. When they return, they instantly begin arguing, blaming each other for their missing objects. But will they also be able to blame you, the youngest and most innocent Mikaelson sibling?

Words: 924

A/N: This is the first time I’ve written a story where the reader is a Mikaelson sibling – I hope you all enjoy it


The old flooring of the Mikaelson Compound creaked greatly with every step you took in the empty hallways and rooms, breaking the quiet quietness. You had been told to stay home while your brothers and sisters were out and about, fighting threat after threat after threat.

Surely, they were protective of each other – but it was nothing compared to how protective they were of you, their youngest sibling. You did appreciate their love and actions but it often resulted in you being left home alone, thus making ‘always and forever’ very lonely.

You missed your siblings. And that was why you were sneaking around in the empty compound, carefully entering each of their rooms. You just needed a tiny piece of each of them in order to be able to fall asleep – in order to make you forgot your anxiety for their safety.

Going from room to room, you picked out the things that reminded you the most of your siblings. When you had gathered everything, you went back to your own room where you placed everything around you on the bed before you were finally able to sleep peacefully.

When the Mikaelsons came home after yet another victorious defeat of their enemies, it did not take long before they noticed that something was wrong.

Rebekah: Kol, I told you to leave my room alone!

Kol: What are you talking about, I haven’t been anywhere near your room since you threw me out through the wall the last time.

Rebekah: Stop lying, I know you’ve taken my necklace, the one which the prince of England gave to me!

Klaus: You’ve probably just misplaced it – we all know that you have a habit of throwing away your necklaces.

Kol: Besides, you should not be the one accusing me Beks. You’ve taken my baseball bat!

Rebekah: Why on earth would I steal your stupid bad?!

Elijah: Whoever thought that stealing my favorite suit would be fun is wrong. Please return it now.

Klaus: As if a suit is important – I’m missing my sketch book with all my greatest drawings.

Rebekah: Nik please, as if any of us would want to look at your old sketches.

Kol: Besides, the entire compound is filled with your old and boring paintings.

As the argument continued and accuses were thrown back and forth, the voices grew only louder. Until Freya came into the room as well.

Freya: We have a bigger problem. My grimoire is gone.

All of them silenced. Slowly they realized that it was not of them who had taken these objects – were there a new enemy in town, one that they did not know yet? Elijah was the first one to break the ice.

Elijah: Who would want to steal those things?

Klaus: I think the question we should be asking us selves is why.

Rebekah: Well, I get the grimoire but the rest of them? Their just some of our old stuff.

Kol: Exactly – old things that we hold dear.

Freya knew right away what Kol was thinking.

Freya: Things that would be perfect for a spell.

For a few moments, all of them looked at each other, fear slowly beginning to show in their eyes. Usually, they would not be scared of another enemy. But this one was an enemy they did not even know. And it was an enemy that had been inside their home.

As soon as they had comprehended that fact, they rushed to your room – and the sight of you sleeping with all of their missing things surprised them greatly.

Elijah went to the bed and shook your body slightly until you awoke. After yawning and stretching your arms, you slowly opened your eyes. When you saw Elijah, you quickly woke and fell on his neck, relieved that he was alright.

Kol: How come I never get that reaction when I wake you up?

You jumped slightly by the surprise and turned your head around where you saw the rest of your family. Even though you were more than happy of them being okay, you could not help but smile wryly to Kol.

Y/N: Probably because you jump on my bed and shake me as if you were trying to make a cocktail.

Kol smiled to you.

Klaus: Something that he can’t very well do right now considering all the things that are lying on your bed.

You blushed – they were not meant to find out that you had taken their stuff.

Freya: Care to explain?

Y/N: Well… I missed you. And having these by my side was the only way that I’d be able to fall asleep when I knew that you were out facing a dangerous enemy.

All of your siblings looked at you with great surprise; they had no idea that you felt lonely.

Rebekah: What can we do to prevent you from feeling like this in the future?

You fought hard to keep a smirk from showing.

Y/N: Hmm… You could just let me keep these things. Then I won’t have to sneak into your rooms every time I’m alone?

All of them were very close to protest against this – these objects were their favorites. And Freya needed her grimoire for obvious reasons. But when they looked at you, they knew that they would not be able to say no. Not to you, their youngest and most innocent sibling. And thus all of the things continued to stay in your room where they were greatly nourished by you.

Being the youngest sibling sure has its perks.


first love;

⇢ summary:  yoongi meets you, seated next to him at a familiar brown piano, and he steals you away hours before your wedding day, seated next to him at a familiar brown piano + yoongi’s been in love with you since childhood and he only has the courage to tell you when you’re about to marry someone else.

⇢ relationship: min yoongi/reader.

genre: best friend!au, angst, romance. 

⇢ words: 5.6k

⇢ warnings: angst, sad yoongi, unrequited love (for a while), smut (implied).

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

a/n: i wrote the beginning of this last year, when wings first came out and first love was my favorite song. originally, this had a completely different plot, but i felt more drawn to this one, so here’s a lil love and angst, as i know us yoongi biased hoes love~


A bang, screams, laughter… a wedding. Yoongi has never hated being somewhere more.

Well, it’s almost a wedding. He’s seated at the same table as the parents of the handsome soon-to-be groom and the beautiful soon-to-be bride, you, but he doesn’t belong there. The black haired boy is sitting amongst all of your family and friends and while they yell and dance in happiness, give out hugs to each other as if this is the very best day of their lives, he sits, a fake smile on his mouth as colorful confetti rains from the ceiling. It sticks to his hair and his face, and he feels sick.

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muse-multiverse  asked:

DAI companions and advisers reacting to Teen!Lavellan post trespasser getting black out drunk after finding out that the elven religion is a big ass sham built on slavery and brainwashing? Especially the andrastian companions, to whom they ask "are you happy now?" (because I am a horrible horrible person :3)

Cassandra: The question cuts her to the core, and in that moment the Seeker cannot help but remember every time that she could have supported them –encouraged their beliefs rather than questioning their faith- and she feel sick. Was she so desperate for the Chantry to be salvageable and her mentor to be avenged that she was willing to cast her own Exalted March on their lives? The answer to that frightens her, but where that might once have caused her to lash out she instead holds her peace. At this young elf’s side she has learned patience and understanding, even against her instincts. And so she does not respond to the question as they expected, but simply folds them into a stilted hug.

“Who could find happiness in the face of such pain? I am sorry for all that you suffer, and will be with you through this as you stood beside me when my own faith was shaken.”

Varric: He’s by no means a Theologian, but no one in the Inquisition is better suited to handle misplaced drunken anger. It’s not a situation that can be handled with a story about Hawke or some tale from Kirkwall though, and so the dwarf grabs a pint of his own and sits next with a tired sigh.

“I walked away from the Stone, you know. Bartrand never really did, I don’t think, but it never mattered to me. It was part of Orzammar and the whole backwards way of life they have below the surface. The Maker and the Chantry…they were sort of trappings of surfacers and so I stepped into that at first. And…shit, I don’t know if the Maker is really there or not, but I’ve also never had to stand there and have someone I trusted tell me that he’s a murdering lunatic either.” He downs some of the alcohol and pats them on the shoulder. “I’m not happy about this, Kid. No one is. But you fixed our religious shit when it was broken, so we’ll do what we can to return the favor.”

Solas: While he’s not there in the aftermath, Solas felt their despair in the crossroads. Everything the Dalish had taught them is turning to ash before their eyes, and in truth a part of him weeps for the Da’len. For one so young they showed such wisdom and understanding, and to cause pain in what they had always trusted in brings him no joy. But it was for other young elves that he had made his choices in the first place, and he must follow through for them now. And yet the sight of them in pain and crushed will haunt him for many nights to come.

Vivienne: She is not, but the question does not offend her. The young elf before her has proven to be a true friend more than once, and despite their years she has always trusted them to make the best decisions. More importantly in this particular moment is the fact then when her world was falling apart –when Bastan was dying before her and nothing she was trying was going to work- they h right there for her. Fighting dangerous animals in dragon ridden territory for a mage whose believes are in contradiction to their own. But Madame de Fer has watched them grow from a young elf more frightened by their surroundings than they wanted to admit into a confident Inquisitor learning to navigate power and political turmoil like they were born to it.

But now they need someone who isn’t so deeply involved, and she has been made of iron for far longer than they have. “I am angry, darling. Angry for you, angry for what has happened. I will stand for you in this, even if you don’t want me to right now. None of us are happy for your suffering, my dear, but we will help you to make it right.”

Blackwall: Thom Ranier once stood on the side of a road in Orlais and lost faith in all he believed in, and now –decades later and hopefully wiser- it hurts to watch the same thing happen to a younger and far more innocent person. Their pain resonates with what he had felt when Gaspard betrayed everything he had fought for, when the Gray Wardens had crumbled beneath him. Bht there was no one to catch him then—he is standing both arms ready if they stumble.

“Never happy for that, lad/lass. But here for you, when you are ready to be again.”

Sera: The resulting argument is loud and painful and full of words that neither of them mean, but when the dust has settled and the wounds have healed the fight is the best thing that can happen. They might be far more elfier than she ever wants to be, but Sera has always cared about the little people. And right now, with only one hand and no sobriety and so much pain in them Sera can only see them as someone who needs a Red Jenny at their back.

“Nobs and gods and all doesn’t matter. We’re going to fix it, yeah? We fixed the sky and we can fix this.” And when the inquisitor finally breaks down it’s on her shoulder.

Dorian:  Maker how many times has this been him? Sitting in a tavern and too drunk to think or speak anything but exactly what is burning through him in that moment. And its more than he can bear. Lavellan probably doesn’t know what is going on before he is hugging them tight. He can’t stand to see them hurt, and quite honestly his faith has never been a huge part of his life. But he knows that they are hurting, and for the teen who has been strong enough to stand before Orlesians and Fereldens and Magister Halward fucking Pavus Dorian can find some strength to stand for them.

“Happy? No. But I am here for you, and whatever you need. You are so strong, and I am sure you can do this. I know you can.”

Iron Bull: He’s lucky enough to be spared the pained questions, but that means that all he is left with is grief. And if he has lost the Qun then Bull is right there. He knows exactly how he feels, exactly how it feels to have everything you believe destroyed through what you care about. And he would never trade the Chargers, he’s made that choice and will gladly live with it. But they are so young and so shaken, and all he wants to do is wrap them up like the Tamassran he truly is and take care of them.

“Easy, imekari. We can’t fix this right now, we can’t make this better. But we will.” And his bg hands are gentle as they rest on their shoulder, very subtly pushing the alcohol away.

Cole: “So much hurting and everything is gone, why would he do this why why why.” The pain is so much, and Cole doesn’t know how to stop it. But he sits with them and after awhile that’s enough.

Josephine: She just wants to hold them. Oh how many times has she said, out loud, that she thinks they are the Herald of Andraste or that it would be easier if they were the herald of Andraste? How many times has she not dismissed their beliefs, but simply forgot about them in the face of her other duties. They are younger than Yvette but already so burdened with responsibility and she could have been helping instead of making it worse.

She probably doesn’t say much and might have to leave to hide her ters, but the next morning the Inquisitor wakes up in a darkened room with everything needed for a hang over and a letter in Josephine’s hand outlying the first political steps needed to stop Solas and the promise of her total support.

Leliana: Its a hard question for the most Andrastian spy master who ever walked the earth. If she still truly believes that the Maker spoke to her during the Blight then she is, in a way, even more sympathetic to them. She knows what it is to face your gods and come out changed from it. And they are so young, younger even than the warden was. Her protective instincts are in full force, and it comes out in her answer.

“I am happy you came back. I am happy we have the chance to protect you now, when we couldn’t afford to before. I am so happy that you are safe. The rest can be fixed.”

Cullen: Maker’s breath where does he even start? How many times did he cry out to the Maker, to Andraste, to anyone he thought would hear him in Kinloch. For a long time he thought no one answered, though later he was able to accept that the Warden was very likely an answer to those. But while most Andrastians are raised from birth to believe that the Maker has turned his face from them he knows that the Dalish have different beliefs. And finding out that your gods are actually evil rather than locked away but general caring can’t be easy. Still…

“Happy that you aren’t actually the Herald of Andraste? Actually yes.” At their incredulous look he reddens and rubs his neck awkwardly. “It’s such a burden for one so young, and we know you don’t believe, so this means that you can finally just go back to beig you and have as normal a life as is–”

At that point the inquisitor is probably just holding onto them and blubbering because they haven’t had anyone really encourage them to give up the role, so he just awkwardly pats them on the back and starts to lead them to the door.

–Mod Fereldone

Two Moons (pt.1)

Word Count: 1144

Genre: Fluff/Angst (?)

Pairing: Chanyeol/Reader/Sehun ft. EXO

Summary: You’ve been dating him for two years, but now you see him less and less. You try to adapt and live your life normally with the boys at the apartment. 

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strange-anon-mainblog  asked:

Can you draw me and us pap in c1 or b3 ? Please ? Thank you ! 😚

There we go! Stretch doesn’t mind your little face wing in his face, it kinda tickles.

My take on SnB:Vs Episode 14, another long trash post from yours truly. Damn I should make ‘My take’ a thing now! LONG. SUPER LONG since I’m ChariNina trash

WARNING: This post is very long and includes rants as well. Read at your own risk.

First I would like to finally say the words I’ve been meaning to shout to all yall, anti or not.

BTCH IS THIS NOT CANON ENOUGH FOR YOU? IS THIS NOT? LOOK AT IT. LOOT AT IT DAMN IT. AINT IT NOT FCKNG BEAUTIFUL? IS THIS NOT FCKNG CANON ENOUGH FOR YOU? BTCH IF YOU’RE BLIND TO THE TRUTH (No offense Chari) THEN LET ME SHOUT IT IN YO EARS AND IF YO TRYING TO BLOCK MY DAMN VOICE LEMME SHOVE IT IN YO FACE CAUSE IT’S CANON. C A N O N CANON BTCH.

That was good, that was reeeeaaaaaal good. WHAT? STILL DON’T BELIVE ME YOU PIECE OF- beautiful human flesh THEN LEMME POINT OUT HOW AND BRUH THIS IS GONNA BE LONG.

First up, my harto. I was stabbed multiple times because of that new opening and no it’s not because I have a raging cold that I feel like something is stabbing my heart I legit felt that. Like bro look at this.

LOOK AT IT. (Apologies for the low-quality screenshots, I couldn’t help myself since I hadn’t downloaded it online and was streaming it so yeah)

You know it’s legit when they’re the first ones in the OP but wait there’s more! (You clearly know this is gonna be pure ChariNina with a little bit of something something but still mainly ChariNina)

Okay time out, let’s appreciate the Chari fan service since people were complaining that they were making Nina fan service now.

I certainly am not complaining though,

Okay back on track, things I like to point out during this episode (basically all the ChariNina in this episode) and starting with the OP.

Okay fine since I like this I’ll- OH WAIT OH MY GOB THAT’S LUCIFER. BABY!!! I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU FOR 1 SEASON AND A HALF NOW OMG YOU STILL LOOKING FINE. Oh hey Azazel you’re looking okay too. You both look fine as hell though… quite literally huehuehuehue

Okay back to the OP, it was siiiiick. Some people said they didn’t like it compared to the 1st OP but this one was sick and intense like the first one, sure a little different, more on green less on red but it’s amazing for me. What I do want to point out are these.

Me while watching: GO NINA, RUN TO YO MAN!

Still me: *quiet*

Still me: *gasp*

Me: OHMYGOB CHARIOCE TEARS OMG PLS SEND HELP GET ME A BOTTLE CAUSE THAT SHT’S PRECIOUS! WHY YOU CRYING CHARI NOOOOOOO. I smell a backstory coming up.

Okay now to the episode, I’m sure most of you have seen it so I’m not gonna make story tell cause yall are here to see this trash of a post so you know how it goes, but still here; cute Nina coming home scene which is cute.

Yep, cute. Also, Nina is flexible af

Okay now were moving to the moment where all of us were either too focused and in it to fangirl or were fangirling because of everything that has been said.

Second up, OMG.

Me while watching this: Nina you better say yes.

SHE SAID YES OMG!!! I made it sound like she said yes to Chari proposing to her… that could be arranged though…

Me: *starts to fangirl*

Me: *Fangirls even more*

Me: *FKCNING FLIPS A TABLE*

Me: STAHP, STAHP DOING THIS TO MY HEART OMG THIS IS TOO BEAUTIFUL. SHE FELT SAFE WITH HIS OMG I’M CRYING.

Me: NINA GIRL YOU AINT THE ONLY ONE WHO’S HAPPY. I’M HAPPY, HE’S HAPPY, YOU’RE HAPPY WE’RE ALL HAPPY BECAUSE OF YOU TWO. JUST FKCNG KISS ALREADY.

Me: KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA MAPPA WHAT THE HELL!!!!! KYAAAAAAAAAAA OMG I CAN’T OMG I JUST CAN’T I CAN’T RIGHT NOW I CAN’T. AGAIN, BTCH THEY CANON. AND YES NINA YOU WERE LITERALLY MADE TO FALL IN LOVE WITH CHARI.

Me: *insert lenny face here* (This galaxy is beautiful btw, props to the art in BahaSoul this is legit beautiful)

Me: Hihihihihihihihi. Huehuehuehuehuehuehuehuehue. I am pointing out again to the people who thought Nina’s heart was broken after she found out Chari was the King in the previous eps please go and suck on this.

JEANNE IS LITERALLY THE FANDOM RIGHT NOW. LIKE MAPPA LITERALLY PLACED A REPRESENTATION OF THE FANDOM IN-ANIME AND HOLY SHT JEANNE I COULD NOT AGREE MORE.

Me: *pauses*

Me: Naw Nina you don’t mean that girl… I mean you hated what he did as King, not as Chari!

Me: I know Nina… well I don’t know but what I would want is for you to get together.

Me: SEE NINA?! THANK YOU FOR GETTING MY POINT. YOU DON’T HATE HIM, YOU JUST DIDN’T LIKE WHAT HE DID! (Let’s appreciate the triple A writing here like this is some emotional sht right here)

Me answering for Nina and the fandom: YES.

I just want to point out how I said before that Nina wasn’t broken. Sure she felt hurt and this proves it now but she’s mostly confused and is in a state of wonder as to why he did all these things and how she should feel towards a person she loves but is doing all of these things to the other races. This is like Romeo and Juliet yknow. *end of serious*

Me: SEE NINA? YOU DON’T HATE CHARI! THANK YOU FOR CONTRADICTING YOURSELF.

Okay I just wanna point these out. The last images of Nina’s flashback to Chari was when Chari was smiling at her, and the last one was with his disguise as Chris. I feel as though this symbolizes that she didn’t fall in love with a king but in fact a person; a kind and great guy as she describes herself.

I mean look at this.

Aww

Awwww

AWWWWWWWW

All of what she remembers last is his smiles. THE SMILE PEOPLE THOUGHT WERE SARCASTIC AND WAS MEANT TO TAUNT HER. LOOK NOW BTCH, WHERE’S YOUR ANTI A**?

Ehem, anyway. I like what Jeanne is pointing out here.

(Jeanne really is literally the fandom in this right now)

Me: IT AINT A MAYBE JEANNE IT IS REAL! But seriously this is some good sht right here like dang, wow. This speaks to a whole other level, this can be applied in the real world.

Some of you maybe pointing out ‘but Jeanne doesn’t know who she likes and if she does she will definitely say no to this!’ My gob you antis never really shut up huh?

Do you really think Jeanne doesn’t have an idea of who this person may be when 1.) she saw how the king interacted with Nina back at the prison and 2.) she was literally there when Nina fought as a dragon to save her! She saw how Nina didn’t bite off Chari’s head when he came near her and it would be impossible for her not to see how she de-transformed into a human and he carefully caught her because she was fkng there and watching!

And if she really doesn’t know who this person Nina likes do you think she’ll hinder Nina from finding her happiness when the girl who was a complete stranger to her decided to be kind and help her? Nina could’ve left her but she didn’t and that’s because that’s who Nina is. Do you really think Jeanne would be selfish enough to try hinder Nina’s feeling for Charioce? Do you really think Jeanne would be the type of person who would tell Nina she can’t love him because he’s a bad guy?

Gob if you think so then you really don’t know who Jeanne D’Arc is and is just trying to make a way to break of Charioce and Nina.

Jeanne isn’t selfish enough to try and separate Nina from Charioce because of what he’s done. She might ask Nina if she’s sure with this and if Nina answers yes then she’ll support her, if Nina answers she doesn’t know then Jeanne will help her. Jeanne won’t stop Nina from loving who she wants and I want to make that perfectly clear not unless the creators suddenly decided to make Jeanne a dck which is highly not possible.

Okay moving on.

Here we have Nina contemplating on life rn. Don’t worry Nina baby we feel you.

You know something else I really liked this episode? Mama Dragon, I mean she’s not a dragon but Imma call her Mama Dragon. Mama Dragon is so nice and lovely and I feel bad because she lost her hubby, now I see where Nina gets her charms!

Also, thank you Mappa for giving us a legit mom and not some hot super model mother who looks the same age as her daughter. Very nice.

Mama Jeanne and Mama Dragon mom time. This is legit probs the only time Jeanne has ever cried her feelings out, leave it to a mom to comfort another mom.

Overall, I am very happy with how this episode turned out. We go an insight of Nina’s feelings and saw how she’s coping with the info she got. This gives a new depth to Nina since people just see her as an overly optimistic person but just because she’s optimistic doesn’t mean she doesn’t have trouble too. Now I’m happy most especially about badass granny dragon! Like look at her! She’s so cool!

Ah 2017 has been a good year for romance. Not for me though but ChariNina’s romance is enough to make me feel happy for love.

I was gonna add my ED thoughts in here too but that would be a liiiiitttttlle to much for one post (as 2k words isn’t already ‘too much’) so if you’re interested you can go ahead and see that too!

Well this ends another long a** post and yes, this is canon now, you just saw the proof.

I hope you enjoyed my thoughts, I aint here to cause arguments and those anti anti things are just forms of expressions so don’t take this too seriously and attack me, although I would like to hear your thoughts my intention is not to cause fights but to fangirl and give my honest opinions.

Feel free to reblog and comment and have a ChariNina filled life!

Hard day’s night

Bucky x reader

Notes: fluff, smut, swearing, overall sweetness!


Summary: Bucky asks for some time off to spend with his wife. 


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“For some one whose supposed to have their shit together, I’m a goddamn mess” Bucky muttered as he ransacked the bedroom, desperately looking for that knife.

You honestly had no idea which one he meant when he explained it to you: ‘that double bladed, Swiss.. bla bla bla’ when you asked what he was looking for.

“Buck, do you really need that one knife? You have a whole secret closet full of weapons in here” you rolled your eyes at the look of offence on his face.

“It aint that much of a secret when you know about it, now is it, dollface? And yes! I need that knife!”

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