now back to leveling


Daishou scribbles cause he was there for, like, half a panel and I got excite

anonymous asked:

honestly I like concept Mercy better too but it is sorta tiring to see people shit on Angela, I wish people were capable of liking two things at once instead of feeling compelled to bash one just because you like the other more, memes aside I've seen some really rude shit being said to people over this and it's dumb. I'm tired. You're probably not the best person to send this to but whatever I have typed too much to turn back now sorry have a nice day

i’m gonna level with you here. im gonna be real with you. i SUPER don’t care

like, everyone’s acting like people are humiliating a real person. here’s the thing: mercy is literally…. fictional. not real. she’s not a real person getting her feelings hurt because someone says they don’t like her. she doesn’t exist.

i get the impression with people getting personally offended like this that like.. mercy’s the character you project yourself onto, so insults to her feel like an insult to you personally or something.

it’s not the end of the world that some stranger on the internet doesn’t like your favorite character mate. it’s not that deep

Excuses 💐

A/N: This is a part II of Braids. Please please please read the first part so you can understand the intimacy of their close friendship. I really hope you all like it - please send me your feedback here. Thank you, love you, and happy reading :)

Harry doesn’t remember the last time he felt this giddy.

He thinks it was the time you had finally agreed to see him perform, and he had found a bouquet of flowers in his dressing room with a small card that read “If you were a flower, you’d be a damndelion”. There was no signature on the card, but he immediately recognized your scribbled handwriting. He had worn a grin for the rest of the night, feeling utterly enamoured by your silent act of kindness, wondering how someone with that much heart fell into his crazy life.

Now that he was thinking about it, he had always been showered by your good nature. It was what had attracted him to you in the first place. Your gentle personality had the ability to touch others in a way that made them feel like the most important person on the earth. And now that Harry’s watched your kindness spread through the hearts of the ones he loved most, he promised himself to finally be honest with you … even if it meant crossing the blurred lines of your close friendship.  

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Come Here: Part 2 - Jughead x Reader

Requests —  Anonymous asked: Can you write a part two of come here

Anonymous asked: Can you do a jughead imagine x reader where it’s after he gets the serpent jacket and he’s darker and the reader is more innocent like betty and idk light and dark pls thanks !

A/N — I’ve gotten so many requests for a part 2 of Come Here, so I decided to do that! I also took the second request shown and included it in this as it’s got the jacket and everything and was similar to the first imagine request, so I hope you enjoy! Also, I suggest to listen to Believer by Imagine Dragons whilst reading this also that song was used in that one Bughead scene in the finale.

Words: 1133

Warnings: Light smut and swearing

(Y/N) , (H/C) , (E/C)  — Your name, hair colour, eye colour

A couple weeks past since the Southside Serpents dropped by and told Jughead that they had his back. He moved to Southside High and started living with his new foster family. Since you and Jughead were now dating, you still tried figuring out ways to see him, either you travelling down to see him or he comes up for dinner dates at Pop’s. The rumour going round is that he is currently occupying the ‘bad boy’ reputation at his new school. This came to you as a surprise, since the old Jughead you knew was quiet and sarcastic. Yet when you and the gang came to visit him those weeks before, everyone noticed that he got along well with the table he sat with in the cafeteria, everyone laughing at what he says while he munched on a burger.

(Y/N) sat in her bedroom finishing off her last minute homework as it was due the next day. The time was around 11pm, your parents were sleeping away in their rooms as you heard their loud snores from down the hall. Music was playing off your phone, playing your favourite songs on your Spotify playlist. The only thing that you missed dearly was your boyfriend. When Jughead use to live at the Drive In or down at Archie’s with his dad, he would always meet you to walk you to school some days or climb up you bedroom window. Although that happened when you still friends, it was those times you did miss when it was just you and him alone in a safe place. As you kept writing on your laptop your school notes, a tapping noise was heard by your window. The familiar sound made her smile, hoping it was who she thought it was.

You closed your laptop screen down, pausing your music as you got off your bed and walked over to your window, seeing a familiar Jughead with a cheesy grin staring up at you. Your delicate fingers slowly and quiet opened the window to let him in, careful that your parents don’t wake up. The raven haired boy crawled carefully through your window, his same crown shaped beanie clung to his soft hair, the only difference was the Southside Serpent’s jacket that clung to his broad shoulders.

“Damn, I’ve missed this.” Jughead looked around her room, taking back in all it’s familiar surroundings. (Y/N) quickly tiptoed back over to her window shutting it quietly once again.

“Shh, Jug, my parent’s are asleep.” You giggled as you walked over to him from your window, interlocking your fingers with his.

“I’ve missed you so much, especially your touch, what I do miss is the fun we had last time,”  He smirked down at you, placing a kiss on your head as he pulled you in for a passionate kiss. God, she missed them. Although she hadn’t seen him for weeks, she missed his soft taste and that made her crave him more. Since the two only got to second base, he missed your touch even more to his instincts. “Maybe we can do a bit more from where we left off last time. He moved his lips to your neck, nibbling against your earlobe then back down to your collarbone. You had to admit, you loved whenever he got turned on and when you were in the mood too, but since both of your parents where home you didn’t want to risk anything. You moved your head as you moved out of his touch, although you didn’t want to.

“Juggie, I do want to finish where we left off, but the risk of my parents being in the house? Yeah, I don’t want to die at sixteen.” You chuckled, sitting yourself back onto your bed. Jughead pouted, jumping onto your bed as his body was next to your as you took off his beanie and started running your fingers through his black hair.

“But I want to show my affection to my beautiful girlfriend.” He gave you puppy dog eyes, as you continued to massage his scalp. “Pleasseee?” Jughead begged, looking up at you.

(Y/N) just rolled his eyes, leaning down to place a couple kisses against his lips. This lead to him crawling up closer to you, stroking your cheek as the kiss between the two of you deepened. You felt your hands crawl back to his newly worn leather jacket, clinging onto him and pulling him closer. He smirked in-between the kiss, once again intwining his tongue with yours as your hands left his jacket and clung back into his hair. The moment broke as Jughead pulled away suddenly.

“Come sneak out, we can do something tonight? Go to Pop’s?” (Y/N) sighed, stroking his cheek as her (E/C) orbs stared into his.

“Jug, you know how strict my parents are.” She sighed, rolling off her bed as she stood up and sat against the window. Jughead stood up following her.

“Live a little, (Y/N), that’s what I’m doing.” She scoffed, crossing her arms but with a goofy smile plastered on her face.

“I can see that.” You giggled, looking up at him. You could clearly tell that Jughead had changed. Ever since he slipped on that Serpants jacket, something clicked.

He wasn’t loner boy anymore. He was a wolf.

“Now, now don’t get sassy on me.” He chuckled, walking back over to you. “Let’s play.” At this point you didn’t care anymore, all you wanted was him. He picked you up from your thighs, carrying you over to your bed, lying you down as he threw off his jacket along with his black shirt. He slowly leaned down and started kissing you again, holding onto the side of your cheek as you lifted your leg so it rested against his body. His lips trailed down to your neck, straight away searching to find your love bite. Of course, he found it straight away. You tipped your head back against the sheets, keeping in a moan as you bit your lip.

Jughead removed his lips from your skin, smirking at your reaction. You ran a hand through his hair once again, as you moved your thumb to his lips as he kissed it slowly. His head starting trailing down your chest, placing a kiss against your side as he reached your stomach, your hand still tangled in his hair. Wet sloppy kisses trailed down your stomach, curious to how low he was going to go. He reached the waistband of your pyjama shorts, biting the strings as he pulled them loose. Jughead then kissed his way back up her stomach, now eye level once again.

“You sure you want to?” He asked politely, yet you could see the lust in his eyes.

“Shut up and fuck me.”

A/N — To be honest, I don’t write smut very well so this is a light smut. But if you do want some smuts, please do send in requests! Anyway, I hope you enjoy because I felt like this low key sucked lmao, but if you read it and liked it thank you so much lol.

I’m Utterly In Love With You

Part 1 (It’s really not that necessary to read it to understand what’s going on); Part 2; Part 3; Part 4

Kim Jongdae (Chen) x Reader

Summary: Your parents gave you up so you had no choice but to become his wife.

Genre: Mafia AU, fluff, angst

Word count: 1,861

Originally posted by exoxoolf

“Stay with me, like this” were the first words you remembered when you woke up. You looked around and soon realized you were alone in the room. His room. You couldn’t see him after what happened, it would be so embarrassing. You quickly slipped out of the bed and went downstairs, carefully checking if he’s not there. You couldn’t find him anywhere, so you went to the kitchen. After finally discovered where the mugs were you made yourself a coffee but couldn’t get yourself to drink it because you kept remembering that you actually went to him yourself. You set the cup down and decided to make one for him as well, maybe he will come back soon.

“Hoho, so now where even on that level where you make coffee for me,” Jongdae cooed and you almost spilled the coffee.

“Jongdae! Don’t scare me like that!” but he just continued his speech.

“That’s understandable though, since we just slept together,” he said taking the cup out of your hand.

“We didn’t sleep together…”

“What do you mean? We did! You were lying right there, looking all cute,” he smiled, making you blush.

“Agh! You know what I mean!” you said stomping away. You stopped in the doorway. “Wait. Were you watching me sleep?”

You caught him red handed. He just averted his look and sat down at the table.

“No, I… Of course I wasn’t” he mumbled, taking a sip. “Okay! I was. I admit it but you looked so adorable I just had to.”

You covered your face with your hands. Him and his cute, flirting nature, your heart can’t take it. Wait did you just thought he’s cute? You peeked through your fingers and saw him patting the chair near him but you sat on the opposite side, well you can at least finish your coffee with him. This setting reminded you of the time you signed those papers but you quickly brushed it off.

“What got you so scared last night that you came running to me?” he asked. You never told him anything about yourself, so you wondered if you should share this as well.

“You don’t have to tell me, if you don’t want to.”

“No. It’s okay,” you can’t keep it to yourself forever, maybe you will feel better when you speak about it. “It was my sister.”

His eyes fixed on you. He was suddenly very interested.

“Your sister? What about her?”

“She… She died,” you finally said, your grip on the mug tightening, if you would have kept your eyes on him, you would have noticed that he wasn’t any bit surprised by this.

“I’m sorry,” you heard him say in a quiet voice.

“It was a long time ago but I still think about her some days…” you closed your eyes and breathed out. You can’t start crying now. “Okay, let’s stop being all emotional. I’m more interested in all this,” you said, gesturing to the area around you.

“What do you mean?” he asked. “I’m not getting divorced if you’re thinking about that.”

“That’s not what I mean. I was going to ask what’s going to happen now?”

“That’s actually what I wanted to talk to you about as well,” he said, taking out a key and sliding it along the table surface to you.

“What’s this?” you questioned.

“A key. You can go anywhere you want, I’m sure you won’t try to run away but since that incident with Jimin I can’t let you go wandering alone, so it will be with me or one the bodyguards. Other than this, enjoy yourself,” he smiled.

You picked up the key. You certainly didn’t expect this, well having a bodyguard is not very fun either but he finally gave you the freedom you longed so much.


The other few months went by so fast and you two lived more like roommates. He didn’t force you to do anything you didn’t feel like doing but his flirting never ceased. Now that you could actually go out, it all felt so normal. After a long time you felt happy and content with your life and he noticed that you smile more often when with him. You weren’t bored but you wanted to repay him somehow so one day you asked him about work.

“I have all this money, at least let me treat you.”

“You do it all the time anyway,” you pouted.

“Don’t you want to study instead?” and your eyes beamed up at his suggestion. He thought about what he said for a while and then changed his mind immediately. “No, you know what, it’s too dangerous. There’s too many guys in the campus. Nope, no way.”

“Ahh don’t give me false hope!”

“You know you can always work with me,” he said.

And you knew you could, he always told you that because that way you would be with him for most of the day. He spoke about his job often and didn’t hide anything from you but you wanted nothing to do with that part of his life. It was dark and cruel. Violence is not something you could get used to, so you refused for seemingly 100th time. Staying inside, you started to enjoy cooking again and despite him liking it very much, he often took you out on dates to such expensive places you never even dreamed. One evening, you were reading on your computer and noticed an article that had you in it. “Famous CEO finally taken.” You looked at the photo in the article from one of these dates you two had.

“A CEO?” you thought. “Well that’s one way to hide what’s he’s actually doing.”

You were so immersed in the article that you jumped up when Jongdae burst into your room through the door.

“Oh my God! Jongdae!”

“Y/N come with me, quick.” he said taking your hand and dragging you out of the room.

“Where are we going? When did you come back?” he usually worked really long hours and you were genuinely surprised to see him this early. He took you out to the balcony. The sky was clear and very beautiful.

“Come,” he said, guiding you to the railing.

“Why are we here exactly?” you asked him.

He smiled to you and looked down. You two stayed silent for a moment before you spoke again.

“Jongdae did something happen?”

“No, everything is okay. I just like being near you.”

He turned and looked at you.

“You know,” he said, taking something out of his jacket’s inner pocket. “I never got you that wedding ring.”

He opened the little box revealing a beautiful golden ring inside. You had no idea what’s happening.

“Is this a joke?”

“It’s certainly not, you signed those papers yourself,” he laughed.

“I can’t.”

“Y/N please. It may be just a ring to you but it would mean so much to me if you wore it, so can I?” he said taking your hand, he held it for a while before you finally nodded. He then took another ring out and you chuckled.

“You want me to put it on for you?” you asked and then slipped it on his finger.

It felt so strange actually wearing one and only now you realized that you are indeed married to this man.


“I’m always happy with you,” he said, interlocking your fingers with yours. He stared deep into your eyes.

“Y/N,” he finally spoke. “You may have already noticed it but I’m utterly and extremely in love with you.”

You started blushing immediately after his sudden confession, especially since he was holding you so close. You felt kind of bad you couldn’t say the same to him yet or maybe it was just your stubbornness but in the heat of the moment you couldn’t stop yourself and wrapped your hands around his neck and tugged him into a kiss. The kiss was sweet but also passionate at the same time, you felt his hands slide down to your waist and you two had no intentions of stopping when somebody cleared their throat behind you. Jongdae pulled away.

“Am I interrupting something?” you looked at the man who had cat like eyes standing near the door to the balcony.

“Yes you fucking are, don’t you have eyes Minseok?” Jongdae was angry and annoyed, a side of him you didn’t enjoy seeing.

“You know, I don’t even care that I interrupted. All of us were trying to contact you since morning, where the hell were you?”

“Are you seriously here because of that?”

“No. I’m here because it’s urgent, something came up and you’re needed.”

“Can’t you do this without me?”

“We can’t,” the man glared at him. “All of us need to be there, so you better come with, you’re getting on my nerves as it is. I will be waiting outside, you have 3 minutes,” he said and walked away.

You looked at Jongdae who was trying his best to control himself.

“He ruined the mood and I was starting to enjoy myself,” he said, checking his clock. “It’s about 10 pm now, so don’t wait for me because I will probably only be back in the morning. We can continue what we started then,” he smirked and kissed your forehead before going out himself.

You stood there confused, still not sure what happened. Did you seriously just kiss him? You must be out of your mind. You looked at the ring on your finger and smiled to yourself. You had to admit it, the kiss was pretty good. You looked at the stars for a while but since you had nothing better to do after that, you went to sleep. You woke up early and he still hadn’t come back.  You have decided to spend your time cleaning the apartment while he was gone because you refused to hire maids. You rarely went to his office but since you were at it why not clean it as well. You piled up the documents neatly on his table when you noticed something laying on the floor, you bent down and picked it up. It was a photo. Your photo. Way back from high school. Where did he get something like that? You wanted to stand up but bumped your head into the bottom of the table and a bunch of other papers and documents fell down from underneath it. You looked at them and quickly realized it was you. All you. You couldn’t believe what you were seeing or rather you didn’t want to believe. There was your school club activities, addresses of all the places you have lived in, your routes home, day jobs, your friends list, parents, photos as young as teenager. Anything and everything it’s possible to know about you. You picked up another photo. It was your sister. Near the picture you saw something why all of this was hidden in the first place. You were studying and rereading through everything over and over again when you heard the familiar footsteps and that sweet voice call out to you.

“Y/N are you in there?”

~ Part 6 ~


@janto-is-canon posted a pic and i couldn’t help myself

so here’s the scene giffed, flipped, lightened and slowed down a bit for your enjoyment

the year is 2076, the level cap in wizard101 is 400. you take your level 400 wizard to help out your level 49 friend with malistaire. spells are so powerful at this point that all you need is a critical or a single blade to wipe him out. darkmoor now is like going back to sunken city when you’re level 30. piece of cake. you’re on arc 8 and the final boss is god himself

mafia! Mingyu

anon requested: “Could you do Mafiamember!Mingyu please?? Thank you!!”

Admin Jess: Ok so I know this is extremely late, but I wanted to make sure I could do this au correctly so I researched and rewrote, and made people edit and read this and went over it again and so yea,,, Hope you enjoy:)

Warnings: This is a bit of a ride,,, so mature themes including mentions of death, drugs, mild cursing, it’s a mafia au soooo…

Word count: A LOT MORE than usual

  • Mafia! Mingyu is no joke everyone

  • like damn

  • klutzy or not this boi can do it all

  • he knows how to dress a bullet wound faster than any surgeon can

  • knows how to make fairly powerful explosives too

  • but don’t ask the others how he practices

  • there have been too many times when Seungcheol has had to yell “COVER!!!” as Mingyu sets off one of his experimental explosives

  • let’s just say the others have flame resistant tables close by whenever Mingyu is experimenting

  • he’s still really young

  • new to the Svt mafia gang

  • not the youngest admittedly but already an indispensable member

  • he runs exports on explosives because that’s his specialty of course

  • but since that isn’t always in high demand

  • he’s in charge of the clean-up committee

  • removing any evidence of the gang and their activities from any physical place

  • which is probably why the cops haven’t caught them yet

  • there’s never any evidence

  • not even a speck of blood

  • not even a hair

  • nothing

  • it’s like they’re ghosts

  • Mingyu generally runs his own team through Svt’s side businesses

  • either exporting explosives, or cleaning up after the mess of a job

  • but other times you can find him partying with the others in some club

  • or playing some high-stakes poker with some of the other members, like Wonwoo since he runs Svt’s underground games

  • on really rare occasions for really important jobs

  • he gets called in for protection racketeering

  • because Seungcheol trusts Mingyu the most to handle these sorts of one client jobs

  • Svt specializes in protection racketeering

  • protecting people who can’t get protection through the law

  • or protecting people from the law

  • big jobs require everyone

  • but the small scale ones

  • Mingyu get called along with some others

  • which is where you come in

  • where you meet Mingyu

  • you see 

  • you didn’t like the family business

  • but hey a person’s gotta eat

  • even if that means you have to supply drugs to the criminals in this town

  • whatever it takes

  • at least you can afford some nice shoes

  • like those heels you got last week

  • the ones that are sharp enough to poke someone’s eyes out

  • quite literally

  • at this point, you’re kind of used to it

  • the whole running around with the wrong crowd

  • the feeling of your heart racing as a deal goes down

  • you’re the face of your family business now

  • your dad ran the lab

  • made everything

  • handled all the business behind the scenes

  • and you were the pretty face up front

  • making the deals

  • smiling because you know you live on the edge now

  • and the feeling is a bit exhilarating

  • your dad takes you to the lab often and shows you how to use the equipment

  • but you’re not too interested in the science behind it

  • but he shows you anyway

  • in case things ever go wrong

  • and you need to run things by yourself

  • it made enough sense to you anyway

  • things weren’t always like this of course

  • you used to be a very normal family

  • before the accident

  • and your family fell into debt from a steadily increasing hospital bill for your mom

  • and when your mom passed away

  • the law felt no sympathy

  • never showed you and your dad, who had never hurt even a fly before, any mercy

  • and in that cruel moment of time

  • your dad turned to other methods for a way to pay off the debt

  • when the law fails you

  • you don’t listen to it

  • besides

  • the drug business is good money

  • dirty but good money

  • and as much as you didn’t really want to have to deal with slimy characters

  • people too high out of their minds to give you the time of the day or what year it was

  • or how it fueled gang business

  • you welcomed it

  • welcomed the lifestyle

  • as risky as it was

  • because you had your father with you

  • and the law didn’t need to know

  • slowly your debt was repaid

  • but by then you had been done with trying to lead a normal life

  • it was boring, not fun

  • and to be honest

  • you didn’t know what else to do anyway

  • still you knew your dad was getting tired of living dangerously

  • soon your family business became the biggest in the area

  • enough that your dad could buy a nice little house in the suburbs

  • enough that you could leave this life behind the both of you

  • and just enjoy life

  • but things in the drug circle don’t always work out that nicely do they?

  • because when you deal with drugs and criminals

  • there’s always danger around you

  • and you can’t let down your guard for even a second

  • one day you head home to your small apartment in the bad part of town

  • you had been packing your stuff to move into the new house with your dad

  • everything had been going smoothly

  • but when you get home

  • your dad is gone

  • and the lab and everything

  • it’s just gone

  • everything was silent

  • you close the apartment door and look out over the cardboard boxes littering the floor

  • the picture frames of your family before you started the business

  • the various books from your childhood

  • all your memories were packed away in these boxes

  • but where was your dad?

  • you hear a knock on the door

  • it’s loud and cuts through the silence like a knife

  • you steady yourself as you remember

  • your dad had briefed you many times on what to do if he was found out

  • deals can go sour, plenty of people could have been after him

  • wanting blood for one thing or another

  • or the cops could have caught him

  • many things could have happened

  • but the first thing he told you?

  • never open the door if someone knocked

  • only those who don’t have a key knocked

  • and if they don’t have a key

  • they weren’t your friends

  • you slowly backed up to the kitchen where your dad hid emergency supplies

  • cash in ziploc sandwich bags

  • fake ID’s and passports

  • extra drugs to sell in a pinch

  • and your hand wrapped around what you were looking for

  • the gun

  • you grabbed the supplies slipping the backpack over your shoulder and steadily, calmly aimed at the door

  • and waited

  • the knocking had stopped and you could hear voices

  • “The boss said this was the guy’s house.”

  • “That old man sold us short!!! He owes us thousands, he has it coming!!!”

  • “His daughter should be home soon, let’s just grab her and get out before the cops are called.”

  • “That’ll show him for trying to mess with us.“

  • "I can’t wait to put a bullet through them both.”

  • your blood runs cold hearing their words

  • a bang shakes the whole frame of the apartment

  • you know your neighbors won’t be any help

  • no one’s here

  • you slowly back up looking for your phone and some possible escape route

  • when the worst possible timing happens

  • and your phone rings from across the room

  • “Fuck, I knew there was someone inside!!!” comes the voices outside as the pounding on your door increases

  • you dive for your phone

  • “Hello?” you curse yourself for having a shaky voice

  • “Miss y/n? Your father left you in our protection, please follow our instructions carefully.” a deep voice said calmly

  • you jumped at the sound of metal crashing on metal

  • “Great if you have instructions I’d like to not die.” you say

  • “He told us to tell you emergency code 7991 if you don’t believe us.“ the deep voice returns

  • the emergency plan number, the one your dad told you meant to throw away any inhibitions you have and to follow this plan in order to live

  • it also meant a deal went sour

  • “Ok so what do I do now?!?!?” you supply pulling both backpack straps higher onto your back and leveling the gun in your hand

  • “Someone is waiting outside to take you to a safe location, all you have to do is get out of the apartment.”

  • the front door bursts open right as you hear these directions revealing several men

  • with weapons no less

  • you frantically looked around and spot the bathroom window

  • “Grab her!”

  • quickly, you throw it open as you take the short leap and land outside

  • you take off before they have a chance to even aim a gun at you

  • you run around a corner

  • before being jerked backwards by someone who grabbed your arm and covered your mouth with a hand

  • ‘Fuck me if this is how I die.’ you think struggling to escape whoever it is

  • 'To think I was going to buy that jean jacket I’ve had my eyes on for weeks..’

  • great last thoughts, y/n

  • struggle as you might you were no match for this person

  • you twist your head to try to look at him 

  • and you stop struggling bc

  • something about him doesn’t seem all that dangerous

  • wow don’t you love having your priorities straight before possibly dying

  • the men from earlier run past shouting and you see the guy who’s holding you stare at them for a bit after they disappear through an alley

  • and the man holding you sighs in relief before letting you go and placing two firm yet gentle hands on your shoulder and looking at your face with dark eyes

  • he was at least a head taller than you and his face was handsome and his features were sharp and dark

  • his hair was lightly tousled and his gaze felt reassuring for some reason as you stare at him

  • “I’m here to take you to the safe house.”

  • 'so time to think very carefully about what your next words are, y/n, he could be here to kill you’ you think

  • “Ok.”

  • smoooooth

  • he says nothing more as he pulls you up and opens the door to a black mercedes parked a bit away

  • you stand frozen, heart racing from your too many near death experiences today

  • him dragging your arm as you stop in front of the car

  • this is why you don’t like the family business

  • if only drug dealers could retire and get a nice house in the suburbs without needing bullet proof windows

  • or bullet proof anything

  • or a heaping helping of death and danger every five minutes

  • “Who are you?” you ask

  • real smart y/n asking the stranger who saved you from a bullet in the stomach who they were, you thought to yourself

  • he turns back to face you


  • but he just tilts his head to the side a bit

  • and gives you a cute smirk

  • “You can call me Mingyu.”

  • then he pulls you into the car, slamming the door behind you, taking the driver’s seat and hits the accelerator faster than you could say “seatbelts first”

  • screeching out of the parking stall

  • racing down the road

  • you grip onto your backpack containing your few emergency supplies

  • holding the gun lightly in front of you in view of Mingyu

  • “There’s no need for that”

  • Mingyu caught your eyes through the rearview mirror

  • “If I were here to kill you, I would have done it by now.” he throws the words out casually

  • “Why thanks Mingyu-ssi, that’s super reassuring.” you huff, lowering the gun by a bit

  • he chuckles at your response which surprises you

  • guess even the mafia has a sense of humor?

  • “Soooooo, Mr. Mingyu, did my father hire you?”

  • “Yes,” Mingyu said glancing at you through the rearview mirror again, “hired us to protect you until he could clean up this mess that the deal left.”

  • cryptic

  • but you weren’t stupid

  • “He wants me to stay out of it.”

  • “He wants you to stay safe.” you looked up at Mingyu after he said it

  • “I can take care of myself just fine.” you bluff rolling your eyes

  • Mingyu just raises an eyebrow at you through the rearview mirror

  • “Does hiring the mob sound super safe to you?” you ask him in response to his eyebrow raise

  • “We take our jobs really seriously, Miss, you don’t have to worry.” Mingyu supplements

  • “Said the freaking mafia to the drug dealer’s daughter…” you mutter

  • he chuckles again

  • “Yes, the situation isn’t ideal, Miss.”

  • “Just call me y/n, Mingyu-ssi.”

  • “Then just call me Mingyu, y/n.”

  • as he drives along the back roads he glances at you from the rearview mirror

  • “Pay attention to the road Mingyu, the last thing we need is a car crash. Are you staring because I’m pretty?” You say jokingly, not really expecting a response as you try lightening the mood but also calm your own anxious nerves down

  • “And if I am?“ He flashes a grin at you one more time from the rearview mirror before staring straight ahead at the road again

  • you blush and shut right up, shaking your head to clear your jumbled thoughts

  • the short car ride ends when you both reach a hotel

  • it’s a pretty fancy hotel

  • one with full-on suites

  • “My orders were to wait here and protect you for a few days while the others figure out how to get you and your father resettled in a safe place. Then we’ll rendezvous with them at the warehouse.”

  • “We’re staying at this hotel?”

  • “Well I think it’s better than bleeding out in some alley somewhere.” He laughs while you shoot him a glare

  • “It’s just kind of fancy for a drug dealer’s daughter don’t you think?”

  • “Hey, the mafia is nothing if not fancy.”

  • he smiles brightly throwing you off

  • he could honestly pass for some college kid now that you get a chance to look at him, he can’t be much older than you are

  • and he definitely does not look like a tall intimidating man who could kill you

  • he grabs your hand pulling you into the lobby

  • “What the heck-” you start trying to get him to let go while he drags you across the beautiful foyer

  • “I’m here to check in.” he says pleasantly

  • smiling warmly at the lady behind the desk

  • you see her get flustered at Mingyu’s good looks bc of course and stammer asking him what his name was

  • “It’s under Mr. and Mrs. Kim.” 

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anonymous asked:

Can you do headcannons for the paladins and matt falling for a royal of a planet voltron is making an alliance with?


  • at first shiro would be very hesitant
    • like it just feels… wrong… to him? for whatever reasons?
    • he’s not sure why and he can’t even begin to understand why, but he just knows his mind thinks it’s wrong
  • he feels very guilty for his feelings, you’re a public figure, he’s a public figure now
    • he doesn’t want to burden you with his feelings, besides he knows if he’s busy you must be hecking busy too
  • he won’t tell you his feelings, you’ll definitely have to be the one to get the ball rolling if you want a relationship, and even then he may leave how he feels out
    • again, he doesn’t want to burden you. he clearly knows that his job is very dangerous and he doesn’t want to put you through that
  • eventually he’ll finally give in and tell you everything that’s on his mind about you two
    • from how he actually feels about you
    • to his hesitance in beginning a relationship with you…
    • i hope you’re ready to listen because this will be a rant
  • after he gets all of that off of his chest, he’s very open to starting a relationship with you if you’re open to the idea as well
    • his pent up feelings was keeping him held back and now he’s very eager to take things to the next level with you


  • keith isn’t opposed to his feelings, but he does worry about it more than he probably should be
    • he’s working with galra rebels, and even though you’re on the side of voltron, he’s more worried about your safety for if something were to happen between you two
  • he lets the relationship happen without any hesitance when you return his feelings, but he does kind of wish he had the strength to be hesitant
    • because once he’s let you in, he’s so weak that he can’t help but follow what he actually wants 
    • and what he actually wants is just to be in a happy relationship with you, so that’s what he’s going for
  • because of his ‘new side job’ with the blade, it doesn’t give him a lot of free time, but at the same time it does, if that makes sense?
    • he isn’t worried about being too busy for you, but when he is busy he begins to worry because it may be for days at a time that he won’t be able to see you
    • you just have to reassure him that everything is okay and that you understand and it’ll ease his worries, even by a bit
  • basically out of all of the paladins he’s the most accepting of how he feels and he’s the most willing to go for his goal
    • his process of going for you isn’t too awfully forward though, but he’s somehow developed a great way of swooping in and snatching you up, he should write a book about it


  • hesitance is hunk’s middle name when it comes to this, meet hunk hesitance garrett, everyone
    • basically he doesn’t think he’s good enough for you
    • this is because of his job… then it begins to stem to his appearance and then you just have an insecure hunk that the others have to reassure
    • honestly lance is just so proud of him for taking time from the intensity that voltron is and trying to have feelings
  • he’ll be really skittish around you at first, like he’s making it obvious by thinking that he isn’t being obvious
    • like, whenever you say hi he kind of jumps in his place and says hi back
    • poor hunk feels like he’s literally living in a haunted house or something
  • because he’s so obvious it’ll be easy for you to realize what’s going on, especially if you sneak a peek at lance while hunk is robotically reacting to your words, lance’s face screams ‘what are you doing, i thought i’d be proud of you’
    • but when hunk kind of winds down he’s a great person to be around, so you may have to give him a bit of time to loosen up a little
  • you’ll definitely have to be the one to initiate things here because hunk doesn’t have enough confidence to do so
    • if you wait on him, there’s no telling how long you’ll be waiting
    • honestly voltron may be finished fighting the galra by that time lol
    • but happily accept your feelings when you do tell him


  • honestly lance would eat this up so hard that he’d get a stomach ache
    • royalty just screams elegance and that’s something that lance has shown a trend of being attracted to, so yes, be prepared for a very enthusiastic lance when he’s trying to get with you
  • but with this means that he doesn’t really think of the consequences that come along with it
    • he isn’t thinking of the fact that because he’s now a part of voltron, he’s pretty much a public figure, and he doesn’t think that you are literally royalty so you have people looking up to you as well
  • this totally isn’t going to stop him, this boy is smitten and when he’s smitten he wants what he wants
    • be prepared for some very public flirting from his side
    • he just can’t help himself
  • as soon as you barely even show any interest he’s totally already trying to strike up any sort of relationship with you that he can
    • he’s not gonna lie, it was always kind of his dream to date royalty, so he’s just going to ‘go with the flow’
    • and by that he means ride the wave so hard that he might need to chill for a while before he dies of excitement
    • don’t get him wrong, though, he isn’t using you for your status, he totally was attracted to you before he even knew who you were
  • the day that you give him the all clear, that you want a relationship with him will mark the day that he can die happily
    • he’s so gung-ho about this relationship it’s pretty cute, expect many dates in blue as well


  • honestly she thinks that she’s imagining things or that her mind is just trying to play tricks on her
    • she definitely doesn’t think it’s like her to fall for royalty, mainly because she knows who she is
    • she always imagined herself with someone who could live a normal life, so why would she begin to grow feelings for royalty now?
  • after talking it through with lance, she’s honestly so shook at herself that she’d even let herself do that
    • it’s not that she didn’t want to grow feelings for you, it’s just that she thought she was more in tune with herself than that
  • surprisingly she’ll tell you how she feels once she’s completely sure of it herself
    • as well as after she’s sure that you will be able to reciprocate her feelings because she just wants to save herself the embarrassment of being rejected
  • once you two exchange how you feel she’s down to start a ‘relationship’
    • this means she’s basically down to start a relationship without any labels
    • she thinks the labels are something that would bring great inconvenience to you both, so maybe after everything with the galra empire is said and done she’ll confidently label you two
    • she really wishes that you two could live peacefully with the labels though, but your safety is more important


  • the only thing matt can think is “i’m unworthy” like it’s literally the only thing going through his head once he realizes the weight of his feelings for you
    • literally he may have confidence in himself but he also only thinks of himself as a lowly rebel, even though he’s now practically helping voltron
  • since he once was a rebel, and still kind of is(!?), even if you did have feelings for him he doesn’t think things would be able to work out because the contrast of your images
    • this doesn’t mean that he doesn’t want it to work out, though, because believe me, he does
  • all of this makes him not want to even try because he doesn’t want to go through the pain of having to be rejected by you, or even someone who works at your castle
    • he’s not the best with rejection, so he’s trying to save himself a heart break
    • but he likes you a lot..
  • yes. yes, he likes you a whole lot, so after some mulling over, he may be trying to attempt romeo and juliet in space
    • when you tell him about your feelings he’s practically sold on the idea
    • he is now a montague and no one can tell him differently
    • or maybe this is lady and the tramp
    • but whatever it is, he’s low key comparing you two to anything he can
  • basically he’s willing to have a relationship with you, but he may beg to keep it secret at first
    • it’s nothing sketchy, he just really wants to make sure that no one ridicules you for your decision

anonymous asked:

Any advice for artists?

Draw right now. Don’t worry about your skill level. Eventually, when you look back, you’ll see you’re improving.

Don’t worry about being perfect.

Draw what you want. Don’t worry about the popularity of your subject.

Don’t give up. Someone needs your art right now.

Be satisfied with someone being better than you. They’re not your enemy. Learn off them. They’re here to help you grow.

That kid 12 years younger than you and still drawing better? Admire their hard work and dedication, because they didn’t come out of the womb like that. Support them as much as you want to be supported.

Become friends with other artists at your level. You can reach out to bigger artists, but it’s a 50/50 shot with them, most likely ending with disappointment because they can’t possibly make personal connections with hundreds of people. Befriend those who are just starting out or don’t have that much fame, so you can support each other.

Tag things that are sensitive to keep those who don’t want to see it from seeing it. As long as you tag, people don’t have a base to criticize you with, other than they don’t like it. Their opinion is fine, but you don’t have to listen.

Realize your art is going to suck at some point, and that’s okay.

Art block will not be the death of you. Eventually, you’ll find something to inspire you to draw.

Use references. Draw from real life. Referencing is not tracing; it’s using your eyes to study a certain shape and creating it.

Even if someone tells you to stop, keep drawing.

Your art is worth everything.


I feel so mindlessly absorbed whenever I dance. That’s when I feel the most joy. I want to make my fans happy too with my dance.

Chamber of Secrets - Part 16

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: After the Avenger’s falling out, you were put in charge of putting Bucky together. Under King T’Challa’s orders, you were given a month’s time to create a new arm while simultaneously figure out how to get the triggering memories of his past out of his mind. As the time goes by, you found yourself confiding in him, despite his frozen state.

A/N: I’M SOOOOOOOO SORRY this took so long to post, I was having a really busy week with my deadlines coming up,  I won’t be updating until the end of February. If I do update, then that means I’ve finished all my shit. So let’s hope I get everything done and cleared soon!

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Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Genre: Angst

Length: 3.6k

Summary: Being cheated on by the one you loved was devastating but him cheating on you with his ex was even worse.

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

For 2 years and counting you and Baekhyun had been the couple that everyone hated to love. It was frowned upon by many netizens for Baekhyun moving on from his previous girlfriend Taeyeon but little did they know, it was all a publicity stunt.

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Happy 1 year!

Undertale has had such a huge impact on myself and the world. I feel like playing the game now is like revisiting old friends. (like goin back to Hogwarts nostalgia levels) I remember when I first saw fanart of Undyne and Papyrus and I thought ‘man these are some cool designs. What is this from?.’ 

Anyway so thankful that a game like this exists and that other people are so passionate about it. Thanks Toby

Carl Grimes || She’s Just A Child

Originally posted by theunlonelyloner

A/N: Slowly making my way through the book of imagines I have written down. Again if you have any requests feel free to inbox me or submit to me!

You knelt on the floor while Carl looked over at you. You sent him a soft reassuring smile and then looked over at Michonne who was looking at Rick. You and Carl had been hiding the fact that you were [regnant for about three months and Michonne had just found out. She was about to tell Rick when everything happened. Now you were here, you weren’t really sure what here was but you were here. You heard someone whistling and when you looked up you saw a tall man holding a baseball bat with barbed wire wrapped around the end of it. “Pissing Our Pants yet?” You looked at him and then over to Carl again with a frown. What was this? “Boy do I have a feeling we’re getting close.” He walked out so we could see him better and he was smiling widely. “It’s gonna be pee pee pants city real soon.”

He stood in front of you and looked at you all taking in all of your facial expressions. “Which one of you pricks is the leader?” None of you moved an inch scared of what might happen if you did.“It’s this one.” One of the other men said to the one you guessed was the leader. “He’s the guy…” He said looking at Rick and then back to the other man. “Hi, you’re Rick, right? I’m Negan. And I do not appreciate you killing my men.” Rick stared up at the man. “Also, when I sent my people to kill your people for killing my people, you killed more of my people. Not cool. Not cool. You have no idea how not cool that shit is!”

He continued talking to everyone for what seemed like forever when he finally bashed in Abes and Glenns heads. You stayed still holding a breath as he stood in front of you. You were silently crying. You were very emotional thanks to the pregnancy and this wasn’t helping the situation. You looked up at him and he bent down to your height and smiled back at you. “Please don’t,” Michonne said looking over at the two of you. You were in a staring competition and neither of you were looking away from the other. “She’s just a kid.” She said again. Negan looked at you then to Michonne. “Just a kid? Bet she’s dating the little serial killer though ain’t she?” You looked down at the ground and then touched the small hidden bump praying that nothing would happen. Maggie was in a state and she was pregnant too. “She’s a child,” Michonne said looking at you.

“Maybe it’s your turn.” He said putting the bat on your shoulder and making you look up at him. “Maybe it’s time you just left.” You took a deep breath waiting for the wack that never came. “She’s pregnant!” Carl said standing up as the bat was in midswing. Your eyes shot open to see Negan looking from you to Carl. “With your baby?” Carl nodded and walked over to you. “She’s three months in, you can’t kill her.” You looked up at Negan and he helped stand you up. “Then why is a pregnant girl knelt on the floor! Get her a chair!” He yelled to some of the men standing around you. “Better yet, I’ll make you a deal.” You sat down on the chair and watched as Negan walked over to Rick. Rick was shaking his head at you and Carl, how could you both been so stupid to end up pregnant. Negan took Rick into the RV and drove off.

“Guns on heads!” Negan yelled men put guns to the backs of everyone’s head including yours. “Now level with their noses, so if you have to fire, it’ll be a real mess.” You gipped at the thought of it and the man pressed the gun harder into your head. “Kid right here.” Negan said to Carl. “Kid now.” He walked over and Carl looked at him. “You a southpaw?” Carl frowned. “Am I a what?” Negan sighed. “You A lefty?” Carl shook his head. “No.” Negan wrapped a belt around his arm. “Good, that hurt?” Carl shook his head again. “Should, it’s supposed to. All right!” He yelled looking at him. “Get down on the ground, kid, next to daddy. Spread them wings.” You watched as your boyfriend was on the floor with his arms out. “Simon, you got a pen?” The man behind you moved and gave Negan a pen. “Sorry, kid.” He said getting onto the ground. “This is gonna be as cold as a warlock’s ballsack, just like he was hanging his ballsack about you and dragging it right across the forearm, There you go.” He said drawing a line across his arm. “Gives you a little leverage.” You frowned. “Please. Don’t.” You begged. “Me?” Negan said with a laugh. “I ain’t doing shit.” He turned to Rick again. “Rick, I want you to take your ax cut your son’s left arm off, right on that line. Now, I know – I know. You’re gonna have to process that for a second. That makes sense. Still, though, I’m gonna need you to do it, or all these people are gonna die. Then Carls pregnant girlfriend dies with the baby, then Carl, then the people back home and you eventually. I’m gonna keep you breathing for a few years, just so you can stew on it.” Michonne looked at Negan. “You–You don’t have to do this. We understand. We understand.” She said to him. “You understand. I’m not sure that Rick does. I’m gonna need a clean cut right there on that line.” You bit your lip looking at Carl who was looking at you.

Negan stopped Rick from doing it right at the last second and you almost fell from the chair. “Oh god someone gets the pregnant girl a drink.” Negan said walking over to you. “You thought about our little deal yet Rick?” He said placing a hand on your shoulder and rubbing it gently. “What deal?” You asked looking at each man. “You’re coming with me until the little one is born. It’s safe and you’ll have the right care and attention you need.” You looked over at Rick who was being glared at by Carl. “Surely I’ll be fine at Alexandria.” He shook his head. “We have a doctor that can help you, then once the baby is born you can go.” You glanced over at Rick. “Fine.” You muttered looking back to Negan. “I’ll do it.” He smiled and clapped his hands together. “On one condition, you let Daryl go and I get to see Carl whenever I want.” Negan sighed rubbing his chin. “New Deal, you come with me, I keep Daryl and you see Carl when we go to Alexandria.” You shook your head. “You let Daryl go, I come with you and I go with you whenever you go to Alexandria.” Everyone was staring at you, you were actually arguing back to Negan. “Fine.” He snapped his fingers and Daryl was let go off. “Say goodbye sweet cheeks.” You ran over to Carl and kissed him. “I’ll be back I promise.” You whispered looking into his eyes. “I love you.” You whispered to each other before going back to the black van and getting in next to Negan. “I’ll bring Scan pictures.” You said looking at Carl out of the window.

“It’s been a month Negan let me go and see him!” You shouted through the door of your room. “You aren’t ready!” You opened the door. “I’m going.” You said grabbing your jacket and walking down the hallway. “How do you know he’s not with that Enid girl!” You stopped dead in your tracks and looked in front of you. “How do you know about her?” You had been to see a shrink on the grounds and you had told that guy about your feelings towards Enid. “I have my ways.” You sighed. “More the reasons to go and see him.” You said opening the door and climbing into the black van. “You’re four months pregnant!” Dwight said getting in next to you. “This isn’t brightest of ideas.” You held the scan photo and looked out of the window. “I’m going.”

When you arrived there you saw Carl holding Judith. “Nope, you stay by my side the whole time.” You sighed and looked at Negan. “The whole deal was I come with you to see him.” Carl walked over and hugged you. “You don’t own me Negan.” You said walking away with Carl and Judith.

You sat in the kitchen feeding Judith when you felt movement in your stomach. “Oh gosh.” You said putting your hand on it and feeling the little one kick. “Carl.” You whispered calling him over and grabbing his hand and putting it on your stomach. “They’re kicking.” You said kissing his cheek. He was smiling brightly when the door opened and you both jumped apart. “Time to leave,” Rick said looking at you. “I just got here…” You said standing up and walking to the door. “Yeah well, it’s time to go, say goodbye.” You hugged Carl and gave him a quick peck before going to find Negan. “You done already?” He asked with a surprised look. “Rick said we were done.” You said rubbing your stomach. “They’re kicking.” You said taking his hand and placing it on the small bump. Although everyone hated Negan you knew him on a personal level. He was actually extremely caring and misunderstood by many. “You should leave.” You turned to see Enid stood there. “Hi, Enid.” You said smiling at her. “Yeah hi, you should leave. Rick and Carl don’t want you here anymore.” You looked over at Carl who was just looking at the ground. “You’re bad news, you’re the reason Carls life is ruined now thanks to that.” She said pointing at the bump. “you’re right.” You whispered not having the energy to fight back. “Tell him I said bye, or don’t. Negan I’ll be in the van.”


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