ones i forgot to upload before

!!! What’s this? lol jk it’s just a small teaser I did recently (oh nooo flashback train tracks!). I’ve been getting messages about the Zen Feels Train again despite it being in the FAQ already askjdhsakd does no one read FAQs anymore ;;-;;

So anyway, I was thinking of updating on April  (bruh work messed up my schedule I forgot there was a major sale during April-May season) and I was thinking of updating per page whenever I finish one && upload it somewhere like tapastic (?) or something similar so I don’t clutter up your dashes. I will still upload sets on tumblr like before but for those who want to view pages as they are completed, the off-tumblr option (tapastic,webtoon,etc idk yet) is always there (…?) what sites would you guys suggest?

Stick With Me, Kid *Negan Series*

Originally posted by grungedaddykinks

Summary: Negan finds a little girl, no more than ten, amongst a car wreckage, after finding out she’s alone in the world. He takes her as his own, raising her through the apocalypse. If there’s one thing that his greatest pride but also his biggest weakness, it’s his daughter, Y/N!
Ratings/ warnings: Teen, mentions of blood and violence. I feel like, Negan as a dad is a warning.
Writers Notes: This doesn’t really have a set plot, it will follow alongside season 6 & 7, I’m unsure if I’ll make it so Carl and reader have a thing. But… I got big feels seeing Negan and Judith.

Notes: I had this idea last year, I wrote a few parts and then forgot about it. Now here I am, uploading it because I miss writing Negan! - Rosalee

Chapter One: Everybody Dies {Reader 10yrs old}

You weren’t really sure what was happening. One moment you were in your home playing with your dolls, the next your mother is picking you up and buckling you in the car seat. This had happened before, her frantic behaviour, it scared you but you were used to how anxiousness she is now. She never let you outside anymore, even living in the new community of people, she never let you out of her sight.

You peeked out of the car window and caught glimpses of the people you knew running. You also saw people that you didn’t know, dirty and grimy, attacking your friends. You frowned and your curious young eyes trained on the events before you.

“Mum, what’s happening?” Your small voice calling out to the women who was speeding out of the gates, “mum? We have to go back and help!” You plead as she continues to ignore you.

You turn your head and look out of the back window, watching as the gates faded into the background and became no more as your turned a corner. Trees and forest edge being the only scenery.

“Mum what about dad?” You asked in a rush, “we can’t leave him? What about dad? Mum.”

Your eyes welling up as she turned her head looking at you, stone cold stare but fear in her blue eyes as she looked at you. “Y/N, be quiet okay? Dad… he… was bitten okay? You know I told you what happened to people who are bitten? Right?” She glanced back at the road before you as you nodded lightly. “We can’t go back! We’re never going back, it just you and-”

“-MUM!” You yelled and pointed to the road where a man staggered out of the forest edge.

You could only watch as your mum swerved the car to avoid hitting the man. The car skidding along the road and tipping over, barrel rolling and smacking into a tree, upside down. The impact caused you to hit your head and black out for a few minutes; unaware of the potential danger around you.

You blinked your eyes open, a light thumping happening in your head as your vision is blurry. The blood rushing to your head, fast, as you’re stuck upside down.

You hear a deep, gritted growling, sounding like a frustrated animal. You blink rapidly and see, what you assume, is the man from the road trying to crawl through the windshield. Up front he looked rotten, disgusting and a grey sort of colour. Bloodshot eyes, skin flaking from his hands that outstretched trying to grab you.

Your heart thumps in your chest, tears falling from your eyes and you begin to scream. Looking to the driver’s seat and your mum isn’t there, car door open but no sign of her; panic settles in as this… man gets closer.

Over your screams for your dad or mum, you don’t hear a van pull up or the steady feet of men get out. No, all you see is the crazy man get pulled away, black boots stand over him and one slams on his back. A single gunshot is fired making you flinch, whimpering into the silence as it goes straight through his head; stopping the man growls.

The same boots along with a few others walk around the car, you whimper as a pair stop beside your window. “Boss, I think there’s someone alive in the car?” A deep, gruff voice rings out.

“Well, pull them out and let me take a look at them! It’s not rocket-science, Simon.” A smooth, clear voice comes from behind the car.

You stare wide-eyed as a man’s face appears; black moustache and grey, wiry hair, deep confused brown eyes stare at you for a moment. He opens the door, the metal scraping against the floor and he leans in, you whimper and recoil away.

“I’m gonna undo the buckle, be ready for the drop,” he tells you before pressing the buckles button and that sends you falling to the roof.

It doesn’t hurt just a little sudden, you look finally able to see him the right way up and he just gestures for you to crawl out to him. With no other choice you shuffle out of the car, standing up and looking up at the tall man; he’s wearing a khaki coloured shirt, sleeves rolled up and some jeans. He places a hand on your shoulder, moving you around the car to the back where a handful of man are stood. Waiting.

“Just a little girl,” the man holding your shoulder calls out. “Look like whoever she was with is long gone.”

You nervously look at the men. All holding some type of weapon, looking mean and tough. You heard dad and mum talking about a group, mean, biker looking group that took from settlements like where you ran from.

“What’s your name little darlin’?” A voice called out, your (E/C) eyes drift nervously to the voice.

A man with slick, dark hair and a black, leather jacket called to you. He looks mean, in the sense he’s swinging a baseball bat that has barbed wire coiled around it. But he has a kind smile, encouraging almost.

“Go on, tell him your name,” the man holding your shoulder taps lightly and you look down at your feet. Scared and afraid, terrified would be accurate.

“She’s scared, give her a minute,” the same man with the bat calls back. “Skinny Joey, check the car over and Simon bring her over here.”

You feel the slight nudge to move forward, you look up as you walk towards the man, glancing at the few others who are looking over the car. You stop a little short of him, he hands his bat to Simon, you think that’s his name, and then kneel down in front of you. He smells of smoke, leather and a distinct dirt smell, it’s not bad but different.

“Aren’t you just the cutest thing I ever did see, I haven’t seen a child this cute since, shit, before this whole mess.” He’s grinning, “I apologise for my foul mouth, now sweetie what’s your name?”

You take a few seconds and he nods in encouragement, “My mum told me not to talk to strangers.”

He laughs loudly, “That’s a good rule, but your mum isn’t here.” You look down, “And I’m only trying to help, I’m Negan, these are my men. Now you know who we are,” he grins as you look at the others all watching.

“I’m… Y/N,” you say hesitantly.

“Wanna tell me what happened? Why you’re out here all alone?” He looks at the wreckage.

You follow his eyes before looking back at him. “My mum packed me into the car, where we lived was under… attack, I think. By those… things,” you nodded to the man who was trying to get through the windshield, “she was driving fast and swerved not to hit him,” he nods solemnly.

“And she left you?” He asked and you shrugged, “woke up from that tumble and she was gone?” It wasn’t a question but you nodded. He seemed to be in deep thought as you looked at him, he looks up at Simon who gives a small sigh, nodding in agreement to whatever silent conversation they were having. “So, you’ll be coming back with us, we’ve got a good set up someone will-”

You cut him off, “I should stay here, what if… my mum left to get help?”

“Listen, kid,” Negan starts off, “that maybe true or she left you or she left to get help and died, the bad out way the good in this world. I don’t feel comfortable leaving you alone,” he tilts his head.

You shake your head, “No! You don’t know for sure, she wouldn’t just leave me,” you turn and sit beside the wreckage of the car.

Negan shrugs, taking the bat from Simon and telling his men to get into the trucks and vans. He gives you one last look before driving the way you had driven, you watch as the vans turn in the opposite corner and drive off.


Your dad told you stories how it gets worse at night. How to never stay outside at night, you wrapped your arms around your body and shivered from the cold. The sun was setting, getting to that time where the somewhat safeness of the day time faded. Your mum would have been back by now, if she left to get help, she wasn’t.

You felt neglected, why would she just leave you? What would possess her to just leave you. Alone with no one.

You stand up walking across the road, peeking into the forest, maybe she was stuck somewhere. Maybe she needed help! You step into the forest and begin walking, it was hard to see because of the darkness painting the sky slowly.

After a few minutes of walking you see her. Sat up against a tree, already looking just as rotten and disgusting as the man from earlier, plus people attacking where you lived. Her shirt was soaked in blood, you flinched away from the nightmare in front of you, she didn’t even look like your mum but it was her. You step back, twig snapping and your eyes darted to her.

She lazily lifted her head, making groaning sounds in the back of her throat; trying to stand up. Her noises attracted others, you could hear more faint groans, without thinking you turn and begin to run back. You squealed when one almost grabbed a hold of you, ducking and running back to the car, why? You didn’t know.

You clear the forest edge and breath heavily, yet, you smack into something. Or someone. You scream and thrash around to get out of their hold, only stopping when looking up, Negan?

“Just wanted to give you one last offer to come back with us,” he looked beyond you to the forest where you had obviously come from. “What were you doing in there?”

“Looking for my mum,” you muttered. “I found her!”

He nodded, “Well, I guess you don’t need us then, where is she?” Before he can stand up, you wrap your arms around his neck and hug him, he tenses and looks at Simon who shrugs.

“No! Don’t leave me,” you cried; the realisation of being alone and having no one falling onto you. “Their all gone now.” You cried.

“Stick with me, kid.” Negan sighs, rubbing your back reassuringly. “I’ve got you,” he stands up and hands His baseball bat to Simon before walking to the truck.

(Let me know what you think. I’m still editing, hence why things are a little off and such. I’ll get to my laptop soon (published and formatted from phone) hopefully, the tagging works on my phone, otherwise I’m sorry! My first Negan series, with reader as a child, I’m nervous!-Ro)

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Forgot to upload part of the finished drawing you can see the full view on my patreon. There is a mango tree in my dads backyard and the birds keep eating them before I can notice they are ready. Today was one of those days a mango would have been refreshing its so humid and hot 😩
#mango # #tropicalfruit #mangotree #dailyillustration #illustrationdaily #mycreativebiz #puertorico #instaart

before & after sim tag

thanks for the tag @noonicorn!!!

i changed the skintone bc i hated the one she had originally

her name is katrina loony (what the hell, 12 year old sophie!?)

so yeah, i bought ts4 in october 2014, and even tho i lost all of my gallery files from my old laptop (bought a new laptop and forgot to transfer them) i realised back then i didnt know how to save them back then (just upload to the gallery) so wooo!

basically the jist of this challenge is you find the oldest sim on your gallery and then make over them to what they’d look like now!

i tag @pixiebeansimmer @simaroosimblr @fadepixels @floydiansim @john-sims @asterllum @sims-creations @igglemouse @neopixiesims & anyone else who wants to do it :)

Here’s another one I forgot to upload! Haelwal, home of the Sun Elf family, Brighthaze, and a sea-cliff fortress which has defended eastern Sallowen since before history began being recorded. 

This one, especially with all the bright oranges, was a lot of fun!

Originally posted by sebstan-theman

Imagine you discover how ticklish Bucky is; especially after a mission whilst on the journey back home, he is trying to get you to listen to him, whilst the others laugh at you both bickering. You are dating one another, although you rarely do anything more than smile at one another in public, so it’s a shock to everyone- even Steve.(Part ¼) {Part TWOTHREE & FOUR}

“Nailed it” you yell as you skip onto the jet to be taken home, Bucky stalks up the ramp inside the Quinjet, placing his rifle down to the side and rolling his aching shoulders back as you bounce waiting to be taken home. 

The other quickly getting on also, Steve standing beside his best friend as you talk about relaxing baths. You do this thing where you keep talking, not stopping until someone tells you to shut up; you’re described as annoyingly happy. 

“(Y/N)” Bucky calls you, you snap your mouth closed and turned to Bucky, who had his arms crossed as he sat on a stool a little way from you “shut up!” he commands, you raised your eyebrows at him, everyone looking as you both have stared down. 

“Um, rude much?” you asked, crossing your own arms and jutting a hip out in attitude; you are the newest Avenger, only joining four months ago, you’ve been in a relationship with Bucky for almost three but you usually keep things on the low down. In some ways Bucky is your superior, he’s your ‘trainer’ and ‘mentor’. 

“What’s rude is the fact we all want peace and quiet but you won’t shut up for a minute” he states back, you catch the glimmer of playfulness in his stormy eyes since he was facing away from everyone else he sounded like his usual brooding self. 

You poke your tongue out at him in response, he snickered alongside Steve, you carried on talking to Wanda; obnoxiously loudly to annoy Bucky who kept telling you to keep it down. Your laughed echoed around the quin-jet, Bucky shushed you once more, you let out an aggravated sigh and stepped closer to the master assassin telling him to be quiet. 

“I’m stronger, faster, smarter-” you cut him off by poking his chest, only he moved slightly and you got his ribs and he let out a low grumble of a laugh, everyone stopped in dead silence. 

A brightness lit up into your eyes and Bucky frayed worry, trying to protect his sides as your swift, petite hands worked to tickle his sides; he was bumping his back into Steve as he tried to move away, you kept tickling and his laughter only increased and become octaves higher than usual; actually, his laughter was almost foreign to you, you rarely heard it, nothing more than a snicker. Tears leaked from his eyes shut as his laughter now echoed off the jet, everyone was in absolute astonishment at the scene before them. 

“Sto-Stop. P-p-please” he called, you stopped and continued to giggle as Bucky’s laughter died down to nothing more than a few giggles, forgetting everyone else was with you. 

“I have found my secret weapon” you amuse, he shakes his head, metal hand putting his hair behind his ears as he leant forward and kissed you softly. 

You smiled against his lips; the gasps of shock around the room made you jump back, Bucky stayed leant against the table looking at you before turning to the others with a frown; he didn’t think it would be a big deal, only everyone was shocked for some reason. 

The quinjet landed and Steve ordered you off the jet, the others looking at Bucky as he frowned, shrugging as you slowly left Bucky’s side “I don’t understand” he admits to everyone around him.

“Don’t you think it’s a little inappropriate?” Stark asked Natasha and Clint frowned at him, only Steve nodded in agreement with his question; they seemed to be the only ones annoyed by this revelation; honestly, Natasha saw it a mile off. 

“She’s a little young, Buck” Steve commented, honestly, your age never occurred to Bucky, of course, he knew but he never really gave much thought since he had such a great time around you “plus a new Avenger, she should be focusing on controlling her powers not you” he stated, Bucky looked down. 

“I-I didn’t think it would be a problem” he admitted “she makes me happy” he shrugged,

“Natasha makes me happy but you don’t see me kissing her” Tony stated, Natasha groaned.

“Let them be” she pushed them slightly “clearly they like one another, Bucky isn’t taking advantage, I get you both view her as a child but trust me… she is far from her age. That girl has seen as much as him due to HYDRA” Natasha defended,

“I understand he may feel connected to her due to them both being HYDRA weapons but that connection should be friendship, team members, not… whatever this is” Tony states, Steve nods in agreement, Bucky sighed and got up “this is ending” he tells Bucky, who’s eyes dart to Tony’s and then his friends.

“Steve… please, I really like her” he pleads “I’m not taking advantage, we haven’t done… anything wrong, c’mon you can’t make me stop this” Bucky frowns.

“I’m disappointed you didn’t tell me this was happening, some part of you knew this was wrong, you’re ending this; got it? She needs to be focusing on not killing herself or anyone around her, not when the next date with Bucky Barnes is!” Steve clarified before leaving. 

(Disclaimer: You are around nineteen, you have powers from HYDRA, and Tony views you as his daughter; whilst Steve just wants you to get better at controlling your powers. You can request; imagines and one shots by myself and Angie. If you want the next part let me know, I have ALL parts written, have been for two months but never uploaded it because I forgot about it- Ro)

anonymous asked:

20min before your livestream I was like "oh better watch the time it's about to start" and then??? I forgot?? Gonna watch it tomorrow and try to make it to the next one. :((

No worries pal! it just finished uploading so it’s there and waiting on my channel whenever you want to watch it:

Paper Hearts (5/?)

Hey,guys,sorry for the delay,I had my music exam today and then I got fever so everything’s a bit woozy at the moment. However,on a more pleasant note, MAGNUS BABE IS IN THE HOUSE GIVE ME A WOOP WOOP.
Also, there’s a lot more cursing in this chapter I don’t really know why.
Also, there may possibly be a small hiatus before the next chapter’s uploaded because I’m participating in maLEC WEEK THIS YEAR I’M SO EXCITED I FORGOT HOW MUCH FUN IT WAS TO WRITE ONESHOTS.


Come talk to me,fam.
Spread the love,y'all!


Alec’s looking around him and there’s really only one thing he’s feeling at the moment.


Maybe a little excited too.

Little bit.

Seeing all these people sitting around this table, talking, laughing, going through their scripts, makes everything seem more solid.

And it’d be great if they could actually start their table-read sometime soon but guess who’s late?


Of course he’s late for the first table-read.

Izzy leans towards him and whispers something about not scowling and how It’s raining,Alec and Give him some time, he’s on his way.

Alec knows he told Izzy that he’d be decent to Magnus and he intends to, really,but if he decides to mess up their schedule,Alec will be nothing but bitter towards him, project be damned.

As he’s thinking all this,he notices the door opening.

This is it, he thinks.

He opens his mouth to say his Hello’s and his Welcome’s and his Where the hell have you been’s when he’s stopped in his tracks.

The man who enters the room is… quite frankly,fucking hot.His hair’s sticking up at different angles but it looks anything but awkward.There’s glitter on his eyelashes and he can sort of make out something pink on his hair too.But the real deal-clincher is his outfit.He’s wearing a pair of bright leopard print pants,that, frankly,has no place in civilised society but he still somehow pulls it off.However, Alec knows he’s really screwed when he sees his plain white t-shirt.

His wet plain white t-shirt.

His wet plain white t-shirt that’s currently clinging to his body, accentuating every single line of muscle and boy,there are many.

Alec doesn’t know if he should be thanking or cursing the rain and right now, he’s doing a bit of both.

If he thought he’d be less pissed when Magnus Bane showed up,he was sorely mistaken .Now he’s just even more annoyed because what gave him the right?What gave Magnus Bane the right to look so fucking hot.

He’s just come in from a storm,for God’s sake and moreover, he’s come in late so why does he think he can look like a fucking model in the middle of a photoshoot?

Alec knew he was good-looking but this?

It’s unacceptable.

Or maybe he’s just pissed that he can’t look away from the glorious vision of Magnus Bane carefully threading his fingers through his hair to separate the wet strands all while wearing a wet,white t-shirt which doesn’t exactly hide his six-pack.

Alec may not like him but he’s one sexy motherfucker for sure.

He forces himself to tear his eyes away from the man-in-question’s legs-he didn’t know it was even possible to wear pants that tight and still be able to feel your limbs,but he isn’t complaining.Much.

More accurately,he feels a slight pinch on his left forearm and stops being a wide-eyed creep and for a second , he’s so glad it’s Izzy next to him and not Jace because his brother would probably have taken a video of him staring.

Everyone’s getting up and walking towards the new entrant and greeting him and hugging him because Alec is, apparently,the only one who’s never met him before.

He can hear a voice saying,”I’m sorry for the delay,guys.Rain’s a bitch to bike in.” and now,Alec has to physically shake his head to get the image of Magnus Bane on a bike out.

It’s immensely distracting.

He gets up and walks towards the now filtering crowd around their leader.He does,after all,have to be civil.

Stopping in front of Magnus,he sticks his right hand out.

“Alec Lightwood.Great to meet you.”

Magnus takes his hand and Alec can feel the smoothness of his palm in sharp contrast to his own callused one.

“Good to see you too.I absolutely love the script,by the way,and the book was amazing as well.”

It’s the most genuine the statement has ever sounded and for the first time in this conversation,Alec feels gratitude.

“Thank you.It’s great to have you onboard with us.”

“Pleasure to be here,Alec.Again,sorry for the delay.”

He tries to get pissed again,he really does.He wills the annoyance he was feeling not ten minutes ago to appear,but he just can’t.

So he bids adieu to all those harsh words he was going to say and settles for a “No problem!”

It kills him,it really does,and needless to say,when they’re all seated around the table again and after order has been restored, he’s bitter because he was going to give Magnus Bane hell,okay? And he couldn’t.

Alec thinks this day can’t get more frustrating(an arch-enemy who is incidentally in his book-movie thing ends up being late and then ends up being unfairly hot and then he can’t even be salty about him,so.) except guess who’s sitting directly opposite him when he looks up.

Magnus freakin’ Bane.

He tries not to give a fuck and it takes an embarrassing amount of effort to pull his thoughts away from the (wet white t-shirt and tight pants clad) man opposite him,but he does and soon,the read is well underway.


He’s fucked.

He’s so fucked.

He’s so bloody fucked because if Magnus Bane was hot,Magnus Bane dramatically reading and looking all focused is smoking.

He’s been trying to not let it affect his critical review of the lines but good lord it’s difficult.

And once again, he’s so grateful Izzy’s with him,even if she gave a completely pissing off smirk when Alec clenched his fists when Magnus said his first line.

He’s grateful because when Magnus stops in the middle of his line to look up at them and go “How do you want me to say this one?”, Alec’s still reeling from the revelation that a voice can be attractive and is momentarily unable to speak and Izzy’s the one who answers while very obviously trying not to laugh at Alec.

He’s quickly getting very tired of these bodily reactions and is really the happiest person when they’re done for the day some 3 hours later.

Everyone’s packing up and saying their goodbyes and he and Izzy wait for everyone to leave before they get up too.

(Magnus shook Alec’s hand before leaving again and wow his palm was so soft.)

Izzy waits for the door to shut behind Magnus leaving only her and Alec in the room,before she bursts into a fit of giggles.

”When I said civil,I didn’t mean mooning over.”

Alec thinks this is a very unfair attack indeed and the indignation in his voice is clear when he sputters out his reply.

“I wasn’t mooning over Magnus Bane.”

Izzy stops her giggling to give Alec a pointed stare.It’s extremely close to waggling a finger in front of his face, and he resents it.

“Admit it,you love him.”

Alec rolls his eyes as he gets up and pushes his chair in.

“I don’t love him.”

Izzy follows his lead and rises too,saying,”But…”

“I…think he’s…nice.”

As they make their way to the door, Izzy starts cackling at that.

“Ha.You just don’t want to admit that you were wrong and that you completely misjudged him.”

Sometimes,Alec really wishes his siblings didn’t know him so well.


He’s left to his own thoughts in the car (it’s Izzy’s and she’s a little possessive which means unless she dies no-one drives her baby but her) and with a mountain-load of effort, pushes any lingering thoughts of Magnus Bane and his hot body and speaking voice to give way to more important things.

He knows it’s been only one day so far and they still have another fortnight before actual shooting starts,but he can finally admit he’s excited.

And no,that has nothing to do with the fact that physical training for the cast starts tomorrow morning and there might be shirtless Magnus Bane involved.

Of course not.


(Although,judging by the vision that very wet white t-shirt allowed, it’s not like he needs much physical training.)

They’re Just Jealous | Smarkle Fic

A/N: My first Smarkle fic! Sorry this took so long :( I wrote it awhile ago and completely forgot to upload it. 
Word Count: 969 (it’s a short one)

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Isadora stood at her locker with Riley and Farkle as they waited for the bell to chime for third period. The three of them were in honors bio together and would always wait outside with each other. As they’re standing there waiting, two girls walk over. Isadora thought they looked familiar but she was sure they never spoke before.

“Hey Farkle.” The girls say in unison.

Farkle gives them a friendly smile. “Hey Bree, hey Lauren.”

“We were just wondering if you had the notes from last class.” The taller one says while batting her eyelashes.

“Neither one of you took notes?” He asks perplexed.

“Must have slipped our mind.”

Farkle reaches into his backpack and pulls out his notebook before handing it over to the girls. He didn’t really need them to study, he just enjoyed the process of taking notes.

The shorter girl gives him a wink before they walk off.

Riley shoots Isadora a confused look. “That was odd.” She mumbles as they pile into class.

Keep reading


I was cleaning up some stuff on the laptop and saw that I had managed to record myself once with OBS (before it kept crashing and I eventually uninstalled it since livestreaming never worked lol). So I decided to (lamely) make the footage into a speed draw of sorts. This was back when I was working on Long Distance Rela, act 1.

Thought it be fun to show. And maybe try again…eventually…. ;^;