otl i did not just say that


Last art spam for the day I promise maybe probably I doubt it 


Okay how do I do this, how does one convey human emotion.

Not sure if this is obvious but this is dedicated to @jordanunderneath in relation to his newest video. (I’m not sure if you’ll actually see this, Jordan, but if you do, please forgive me for hugging you OTL I tend to do that with people Iamsosorry)

So I discovered Jordan not too long ago, and before I did, I was struggling with conflicted emotions and stuff as far as depression, anxiety, social anxiety and phobias and all that junk that most people don’t care about goes.

Though when I started watching his videos I felt a sort of… I don’t know… Calmness? They do a better job than my relaxants do, that’s for sure. There’s just something about Jordan that puts me more at ease. Probably because he also has anxiety and depression? (Even though that sounds really wrong to say, forgive me sensei) And the way he described how hard it is for some people with these problems to socialize in his Yume Nikki video… It just… Clicked with me, you know? I don’t know how to describe this… 

I felt understood. And in a way, even though I don’t know Jordan directly, I felt comforted whenever watching his videos. It was like hanging out with someone that understood how I felt and… Honestly, things have actually been going better for me since then. Sure, my anxiety attacks kept getting worse and more often, however I recovered from them much faster and, smiled a lot more, actually…

And what’s more - I can draw more often now! I found my inspiration! Inspiration that I lost after so many traumatic experiences I went through during 2016.

And it’s all thanks to Jordan.

Thank you, Jordan, for being an inspiration to me and helping me cope with my Anxiety better. Thanks to you, I rediscovered my muse and have a better time getting by knowing that there’s someone out there that knows exactly what I’m going through.

Don’t ever stop being the beautiful person you are. And keep being that comfort to me and so many other people out there. If there’s anything I can do for you from way down here in South Africa, just name it. I’d do anything to repay you for how you helped me.

I love you (in a friendly way, not in a romantic way, shhhh…), and I always will, no matter what path you decide to take. I’ll try my best to support you from the little cyberspace I call home, just as you have indirectly supported me.
Best regards, and best wishes,

To think this was supposed to be a warm up doodle. 
Where did I go wrong.

Our True Love - Chapter 9

A/N: Yay! Chapter 9! Internet is driving me crazy, so I quickly want to post this before it goes out on me again. I hope you enjoy this chapter! (Sorry in advance for any grammatical errors in my stories!)

Previous Chapter(s): Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: None
Word count: 2,769
Summary: Reader and Bucky doesn’t get along well after his marriage to Rosaline. Will her friendship with Bucky last or will they crumble and fade?

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I balance myself on the edge of the fountain.

I watch the fallen leaves in the water creating small ripples as the wind pushes it over on the surface. I can see little coins at the bottom of the fountain. Whoever threw them in must’ve thought it would grant their wishes.

Night is crawling over faster now with autumn almost over. It is getting even colder too. Parents are calling their children over to get home. Dogs panting as they jog with their owners through the park. People walking side by side, enjoying the company. I pull my jacket close into me.

“Y/N, don’t do that, you’ll fall.” Bucky says holding onto my hand. I look at him before looking at my shoes. The edge is wide enough for him to sit, what makes him think I’ll fall?

“I’m fine, really. No need to worry.” I say as I continue on my little steps. He lets my hand go with a sigh.

“So, you learned your lesson?” I ask, still my back facing him. Bucky scoffs.

“Not a great day to be strapped to Richard, but we managed fine anyways.” He answers. I look at him before stepping over the small crack. I kick a dried leaf away down to the ground.

“Good. Now don’t do that to each other anymore. You’re family after all.” I say with a sigh.

Family. Come to think of it, I haven’t called my parents for a while now. With everything that is going on, I completely forgot about the ones I know who would fly over the second they hear the words, “I’m a little sad”. Even if it is just over a book I couldn’t find. I should probably ask them how they are doing tonight.

“Family. Such an odd thing.” He says under his breath. I look at him.

“What do you mean? You wanted it didn’t you?” I ask turning my body around to look down at him.

“I know. But it is not what I expected, really.” He looks out into the streets. Lamp posts flickering into life after darkness wraps around the park.

“What did you expect it to be like, then?” I ask, curious. He looks up at me.

“I don’t know. More than what I have, I guess.” He runs his hand through his hair. His metal hand is hidden away in his glove. I watch him before sighing.

“Not everything is really supposed to go as expected. That’s a part of the thrill to life. You just have to find the beauty in it in your own way, you know?” I answer, letting half of my feet hang on the side of fountain.

Without a warning, someone sweeps me off my feet and takes me down from the edge. I look up at Bucky surprised. My body tenses against his arms. Bucky stands me up on my feet before looking at me with an irritated look.

“You’re making me nervous, Y/N. You can fall at any second if you do that.” I raise an eyebrow.

“Why are you so worried? I’m completely fine.” I say. He just gives me a look. I let out a sigh before running my fingers through my hair.

“Fine, fine, Sergeant. I gotcha.” I answer while looking at the passing cars near the entrance to the park. My heart still racing after Bucky carried me like that.

“What about you?” He asks looking at me.

“What about me?” I ask while looking back at him.

“You don’t want a family of your own?” He asks. My body shivers from the mention of it. Or it could probably from the cold breeze. I tuck my hands in my pocket.

“Not yet, I suppose.” I say. He raises an eyebrow.

“Why not?” He asks curious. I look up at him.

Because I was hoping to have it with you.

“Just not the right time or place.” I brush my fingers through my hair after the breeze put it out of place.

“Maybe. You are still young. Maybe you need to learn what it means to love someone first.” His answer felt like a slap to my face.

“What do you mean I need to know what it is like to love?” I ask looking at him. Curious and upset at the same time. His brows furrowed.

“You’ve never been in love, have you? I mean, the times we were together, you were always alone.”

Yes, because I was in love with you, idiot. How can you not notice? But I shouldn’t be too angry. It is my fault for not telling him anyways.

“And I suppose you know everything about love, then?” I ask with a hint of anger in my tone. He caught that.

“More than you do.” He answers. I feel my insides shake with anger. No you don’t. You don’t know at all.

“Right. You marrying Rosaline doesn’t make you an expert in love, Bucky.” I say crossing my arms over my chest.

“No, it doesn’t, but I’ve had many experiences.”

“Yes, before the serum. But you haven’t had any yourself after it didn’t you? The brainwashing wiped your memories away of it.” I ask him straight on.

“I did remember some before and I do have some memories of it when I was Winter Soldier. With Rosaline. I remember it. I saw them in my dreams.” He answers. Sting. Stinging pain in my chest.

“Like what?” I ask.

“Giving me warm glass of milk and honey to help me sleep. And the lavenders. She would put the scented beads above my head. She held me when I cried and comforted me. But the most is feeling her hands in mine. The way her hand holds mine to give me comfort. Is that not love?”

The colour of my face drain away. I felt as though it was my soul that had been ripped apart this time. He’s talking about memories of us together. Of me doing all of that for him… Only he mistook me for Rosaline. My head spins and I feel myself breaking down into pieces.

My heart aches as though Bucky had betrayed me. His mind is too messed up to even remember our nights together. The effects of brainwashing had caused for Bucky to forget all the things I had done for him. No, he didn’t forget them. He replaced me with Rosaline in those memories. This pain is even worse than the heartbreak… How could Bucky do this to me?

I doubt he even remembers that night when he came over.

“Y/N?” He looks at me a little worried. Tears are streaming down my face. He looks at me surprised. “What’s wrong?” He holds my arms. I look up at him, still tears in my eyes.  

“What memories do you remember of us, Bucky?” I ask him behind my shaking voice. Bucky takes a moment to look at me. If he doesn’t even remember me in those memories, then what memories does he hold for us?

“I… I don’t remember so much of us. Just bits and pieces.” He says a little hesitantly. That continues to shred my soul into smaller pieces.

“Then why do you always get so angry at me? Always getting jealous when you see Richard together with me? Getting angry at me when I don’t talk to you?” I ask, half yelling at him. Yes, why does he do all of those if it’s not because of our past?  

His eyes search around my face. I seem to have made his mind spiral into an abyss. Bucky blinks before clutching his temples. He backs down onto the edge of the fountain again to sit. I stand there, still with tears streaming down my eyes. I’ve really hit a dead end with this.

“I… I don’t know. I just. For some reason I can’t bring myself to leave you alone. I don’t like the idea of you being away from me. And I hate the very idea of another man making you happy… It’s just, I… I don’t know why I feel this way.” He says before resting his hand on his chest. I glance over at him before running my fingers through my hair to push them out of my face.

“I… I don’t think there’s a reason for us to continue this friendship then.” I say. Whatever piece left to my heart, I shredded it along with the others. Bucky looks up at me surprised. I couldn’t read the expression on his face.

“What do you mean?” He asks. I laugh softly behind my tears.

“You don’t even know why you want to keep me around. You don’t remember anything about us. You… You don’t even care.” I accuse him behind my laughter.

If he doesn’t remember anything about our nights together, it shows that he never cared about them. Not in ways that I did. He only remembers the things he cared about. Which is why his memories with Steve never faded away.

“Y/N…” Bucky calls out to my name. I look at him, waiting to hear what he has to say. He bites his lower lip before opening his mouth. His phone rings in his pocket suddenly. He looks at me for a moment before answering his phone.

“Hey, Rosy. He’s there? Yeah I’ll be home soon.”

My chest tightens at the mention of her name. I wait for him to end the call. He stares at the phone a little before looking up at me. When I can see that he has nothing to say, I speak up.

“Just forget this, Bucky. Forget whatever you’re feeling for me now. It must be nothing that you’d even forget about the times we spent together, right?” Bucky gets up on his feet, grips on my arms and look straight at me. I wince from the pain of his metal fingers digging into my flesh through my coat. He looks rather upset at me.

“It’s not nothing! I know it’s not! I just… I just need to sort out my mind. I just need to remember better. I know that there’s more to us than what I can remember. I know it in my heart but I…” I jerk my arms away from him. Enough. I don’t want to deal with this anymore.

“Just forget it! Okay?? Whatever you have in that mind of yours is probably what you believe anyways! Stop giving yourself a headache and believe what you want to believe in!” I shout at him angrily. Why is he still insisting for me to stay?

“You know my mind is not normal, Y/N! How can you say that? You’re getting angry at me when I can’t even control my own mind! You know what I’ve been through! You know it when you were the one giving me comfort from my nightmare—” He stops. I widen my eyes. His lips quiver as he backs away a little.

Did he just suddenly remember of it?

Bucky runs his hands through his hair again, looking down at the ground confused. I brush the wet tears away from my cheeks and breathe out a sigh. Is it even worth it to keep fighting with his mind like this?

What am I fighting for anyways? Do I still believe that we have a chance together? Or do I just hope that we will continue our friendship like normal? I can’t even do that without Bucky getting jealous if I hang out with any guys other than the ones he approves of. Why is he trying to control me like this if he doesn’t even have feelings for me?

“Go home, Bucky. Rosy is waiting for you. We’ll talk later.” I say looking at him. As I was about to walk, Bucky’s hand grabs onto my shoulder, turning me around and pulling me into him. He wraps his arms around me tightly, not letting me go.

“Bucky! Let me—”

“Please don’t leave me.” His voice shaking against my neck. We both gasped at the same time. Memory hitting us hard.

“Please don’t leave me…”

His voice echoes in my head. The same exact words he said one time. Bucky probably even remembers it from how tightly he is holding me. I move my hands up to his sides to hold him back. I don’t know what to feel right now. I never do with Bucky’s mood swings like this.

I’m sad, angry, confused… why does he play with my emotions like this? I can’t even decide on what I feel or think because Bucky couldn’t with his. Is the change in his emotions also the cause for the shift in mine? Why can I never just stay with an emotion and go with it? Why does mine have to change because his did?

“Y/N…” Bucky says as he loosens his grip on me. I look up at him. The familiar sad blue eyes staring down at me. I turn away from looking at him. I can’t. Not right now, please.

“Give me some time… I know that there’s something more to us than what we have right now… I just… I just need to sort my memories out. Please…” He pleads with me. I keep my eyes away from looking at his. He lifts his metal hand to pull my face up to look at him.

My body grows a little limp. The same sad eyes, same quivering lips, same worry lines on his forehead and same messy hair: all still the same old Bucky. But, I know that deep down, he’s already a changed person. A person with the love for another. I reach up to tuck a side of his hair behind his ear.

“Okay…” I say quietly. He wraps his arms around me again. I wrap mine around his neck gently.

Why can’t I just end this here and now? Put a stop to this constant push and pull between us? Pack up my bags, get on a flight and leave. Simple. That’ll be the end of it. It’s not like he’s going to run after someone he doesn’t even remember sharing countless nights together. It’s not like my leave would impact anyone’s life so tremendously.

But I can’t do that to Bucky. I can’t do that to Steve, Wanda, Sam, Tony, or anyone. I shouldn’t push all of them away again just because I can’t sort my own mind out. They are my friends after all.

Bucky loosens his arms around me. He reaches down to hold both of my hands tightly. His eyes staring down at them. He smiles a little.

“Why do I have a feeling we’ve done this before?” He asks. I look at him.

“What do you mean?”

“Hold hands.” He says as he shifts his gaze up to me. I force a smile.

Because we always do when you needed a reminder that you are no longer alone.

“That is for something you to figure out.” I say instead. I brush another of his lock away from his face before letting out a sigh.

“I won’t leave you, okay? I’m here for you.” I say before pulling him down to leave a soft kiss against his cheek. He nods.

“Even though my mind couldn’t remember the reason, but in my heart, I know my whole world will shatter if you’re no longer with me.” I gasp at his response.

He brings my cold hand up to his face, nuzzling into my palm. He closes his eyes as though remembering the sensation of my hand against his nose, lips and cheeks. My heart races. The curve and edges on his face is something I already know. Something I’d never forget.

“I feel… really at peace…” He says into my hand. His blue eyes staring right at me. My heart beats with both happiness and pain. I pull my hand away from his face carefully.

“Go home and see your wife. We’ll talk later.”

With that, I turn around and make my way home. Inside, I was happy to relive the feeling again of his hands in mine, but also broken that he did it. It was our very own thing. Our sweet little secret that we share.

But it is also a painful reminder of my broken heart when he married Rosaline. 

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A/N: Okay~ I love this chapter so much. Shows a little bit of Bucky’s feelings about their friendship. I hope you enjoyed it! Let me know what you think. <3 Thank you so much for reading. <3

Next chapter coming soon!

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Chapter 60
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     I’m gonna start by saying I am so so sorry for anything that’s wrong, or bad in typeset or so… I tried… I really did and had some help with proofing on things I struggle with.

     This chapter just… haaahhh… it was really emotional as I started to actually sit down and read it. It’s already a dramatic chapter just by the imagery alone… but the text really adds another level onto all of this. Please enjoy… despite my horrible translating OTL


Kise: “The game at the Interhigh. It was my fault if we lost. I’m really sorry about that.”
Kasamatsu: “Idiot, what are you saying? You’re our team’s ace player. Did anyone of them said anything like that even once after the game? It’s the ace’s job to lead us to victory. But don’t shoulder the responsibility when we lose on top of that. That’s my job. The ace player only needs to look forward.”

On Monday I went out to dinner with my mom and when we were eating I wanted to ask her how her food is, but instead of saying “how is it?” I ended up saying “did you find everything alright?” and after 2 seconds I froze like….oh my god what did I just say I went into my fucking retail spiel and my mom nearly lost her shit laughing.

At the same time, today I’ve been watching Japanese comedy shows, so my mom grabbed her keys and opened the front door and I wanted to say “where are you going” but instead of saying that I went “どこに–” before I realized I wasn’t talking English and she paused and went “what?” and I can’t believe i keep doing this OTL


I was tagged (84 years ago otl) by the beautiful @daehdream and the amazing @dyoptics for the lock/home screen + last song + selfie thingy. I was gonna wait until my new phone was activated but oh well. Congratulations, my dorky dork face now haunts Tumblr. Byeeee

I’ll tag @b-124a-p-224 (I need to see your beautiful pupils sis!!) @holyjongbutt @i-am-a-death-dealer @junhongiee @mirrorworld-junhong @starlightangel51 @7tobap6 if you guys want to give it a go~ Bye!!! /dashes away/

anonymous asked:

Hi Athyra! Love your LLSHP au - thanks for writing such an amazing story! Just a quick question - in chapter 7, Mari and Riko say they've been watching Yoshiko since the beginning, but how did they know to look for her to start? Did they sense her magic aura and go from there? Loving the story so far and looking forward to the next chapter!

Thank you Anon! And oho sharp eye 8D

Yes, Mari and Riko have been watching Yoshiko since the beginning, from Platform 9 ¾. They did sense something was different, more like intuition, but it was only after Yoshiko and Maru went past the wall that Mari, in her cat form, decided to steal borrow the feather, and the rest is history. One more thing - why couldn’t Yoshiko go through the wall at first, until Mari showed up? Did shiny onee-san do something or…?

Glad you’re looking forward to the next chapter though! I’m certainly looking forward to writing it!

anonymous asked:

it's not about the fucking art style, it's about how well executed sequences of frames are put into one flow for a period of time. studio bones nailed that category, and i will still be bitter and angry about mp100 not winning for that award when in reality, yoi's animation was generally mediocre and reused so many times. @ anon, i literally don't care if you were to come back & call us whiny just because mp100 didn't win, but stop being cocky lmao. just my 2 cents here, sorry if i rambled!! OTL

!!!! thank you anon. i love how salty you are over this. if people have an issue over the “ugly” art style that mp100 has, bones was just sticking to source material. if i do say so myself, they out did themselves and made mp100 look amazingly polished. a pretty art style doesn’t equate to good animation anyways. derpy frames doesn’t matter as long as the overall fluidity is there. i mean a fine example of derpy frames but good animation is naruto. those fight scene are amazing.

anonymous asked:







they could literally just be chillin and i’d still get all warm and cozy inside

and even when yoongi often ignores jimin

meanie hyung




and does things to jimin like

and despite all those endless affection teasing he does

he does subtly takes jimin rather fondly 

and that their fluffiness 

actually goes way back since predebut ©


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YYH Secret Santa for sinbald

This is so late… SO late… like, this was supposed to be for christmas and it’s been over a month late OTL

anyway, I had a variety of different prompts to choose from and picked “Yusuke being cool” (jk, smoking isn’t cool kids. Say no to drugs)

Thanks for being so patient and I hope this was worth the wait <3

cianary  asked:

i don't know if you take prompts atm but I found this and immediatelly think of jikook lol: "seriously if one more FUckIN person comes to me to ask for permission to ask you out I’ll-I’ll- KISS YOU IN FRONT OF THEM."can you write a drabble about this please? :D have a nice day Alison XD

jungkook stares. the boy in front of him blinks nervously at him. 

“why the fuck would you ask me if you could ask jimin out?”

“because uh… well…you’re always hanging around him and he seems to really care about what you think so…i guess…i just…”

inside, jungkook feels a hot flash of satisfaction. of course they had to ask his permission. jimin couldn’t be allowed to date just any sort of random trash. only the best for jimin, jungkook would make sure of it. which is why…

“no, you can’t date him. have a nice day.”

the second time, it’s a girl. jungkook blinks at her as she sits nervously down in front of him as he’s waiting for jimin at the library. 

“do you need something?” he asks when she doesn’t say anything, just fidgets in front of him. “you’ll need to move soon because that’s jimin’s seat.”

“i…um…what would you think of me and jimin-oppa dating?” 

jungkook’s face turns thunderous. “you’re what?”

ah, not yet, not yet,” she amends quickly and jungkook relaxes a bit. “i confessed and he said i should ask you too because you’re important to him and he wants us to get along if we’re going to – “

“you’re not going to,” jungkook says, smiling. he looks past her and waves. “jimin-hyung, over here!” turning back to her, his smile turns a bit malicious. “you can leave now. like i said, that seat’s for jimin.”

by the end of the week, the news is spreading like wildfire through the school. to date park jimin, you have to ask jeon jungkook first. 

“this is ridiculous,” jungkook says to jimin during lunch. “i’ve been asked seven times just today if they can date you.”

jimin giggles. “and you didn’t say yes to a single one?”

jungkook rolls his eyes. “of course not.” he doesn’t see the way jimin’s lips curl into a fond smile around his straw. “four of them were too ugly, two of them were too stupid, and the last one…no. you can do way better than that.”

“maybe you should lower your standards,” jimin says. “i wouldn’t mind dating someone who wasn’t doing too well in math or ate gumballs after they’ve dropped on the floor.”

“the three-second rule is scientifically proven somewhere otherwise it wouldn’t exist,” jungkook replies. “speaking of which, can you help me with my calc homework later?”


“why can’t i?” 

“because i said so,” jungkook says, daring him to go on. honestly, no means no, who did this guy think he was? jimin held jungkook’s opinion in the highest esteem and that was that. if jungkook didn’t like you, you had to go. simple enough to understand, right?

apparently not to this one.

“give me a good reason.”

“i don’t have to give you anything.”

“fuck this. i’m going to ask jimin myself. i don’t understand why you have to police everyone he talks to. he doesn’t belong to you.”

“yes he does,” jungkook finds himself saying. “he’s mine and you can’t have him. no one can have him, he’s mine.”

there’s a pause. 

“oh, i see,” the guy says. “wow. what a joke you guys’ve been playing. didn’t have to put up with all this bullshit if you guys were already dating. that’s sick.”

jungkook’s face goes bright red at the insinuation “we’re not – “

“we’re not dating,” jimin says, sliding into the seat next to jungkook. “i’m single.” he turns to the guy. “so, you wanna go get coffee over the weekend?”

jungkook turns to him in shock. “hyung?” he can’t help the betrayal that seeps into his voice.

“what?” jimin turns to him, eyes dancing. “is there a reason i can’t?”

“you can’t,” jungkook says, scarily close to whining. “because…because…”

jimin flutters his eyelashes. “because i’m yours?”

jungkook freezes. “that’s…” jimin hums, taking a sip from his drink. “that’s…”

“use your words, jungkookie.” jimin looks thoughtful for a bit. “or don’t.”

and jungkook’s never been good with words anyways so he leans in and smashes his lips against jimin’s. it’s clumsy and unprepared and more teeth than anything else but it feels so, so right and they don’t even notice the guy leaving with a disgusted huff. 

when he pulls back, jungkook stares blankly at jimin, wondering at what he just did. 

he’d always been a little slow when it came to these things, jimin thinks fondly, watching as jungkook processed his impulse action. 

“you’re mine,” jungkook repeats. “mine.” 

jimin hums and sips at his drink again. “yours,” he agrees. “coffee on saturday?”

gnzlngr  asked:

👘 or 🏺

Some drawing prompts for the roleplayer

👘- in a kimono/traditional outfit

🏺- as a god/goddess


Okay I’ll be honest I drew Cor in a goddess outfit and did the linework but I haven’t finished it and I cannot bring myself to post it,,, it’s so bad… this one is also bad, but at least I colored it, I just did flat colors, because the longer I color something the worst it looks… plz forgive me.

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anonymous asked:

How would Baekhyun and V react to seeing you cry for the first time?

You did not just put these two in one ask. OTL loves~


Byun here would be a little surprised, his eyes widening and I can imagine his hands reaching out to you, only to pull back at the last minute, unsure whether touching you would be a good way of comforting you in this situation.

“Ahh.. Hey,” he says as he leans forward and crouches down to meet your eyes. “Y/N…why are you–”

When you sob even harder, Baekhyun’s eyes would turn into saucers and he wouldn’t hesitate to touch you. “Yah… Don’t cry..” when you lean over to his chest, Baekhyun would sigh and and wrap his arms around you, knowing for sure that the best comfort he could give right now is to hold you close and make you feel that you’re not alone—that he’s there to keep you from crumbling any more than you already are. 

Whenever you’re ready, you can bet that he’d listen though I may warn you that he may be a little “talky”, meaning he might inject some side comments though it wouldn’t be to annoy you but the purpose of it is to lighten the mood and to make you smile. So expect some jokes here and there. 


I feel like Tae would know exactly what to do though wouldn’t know exactly what to say…so he’d probably just cup your cheeks, his face a mask of sadness as he sees the tears staining your cheeks. He’d wipe them away with his thumb before pulling you in for a hug, rocking you back and forth gently–soothingly.

“Tell me, baby.” he whispers in your ear. If you answer, then you can be sure that he’d listen intently to everything you have to say. But if you didn’t feel like talking about it, Taehyung would just sigh and hold you close, and try to calm you down. 

After that, he’d try his best to make you laugh next. <3



—33/100 days of productivity, 09/08/2016
✧˖°*॰ॱ d-72 to Os

woO happy national day!! 🇸🇬 did some biology mcq in prep for paper 1 & also did a random doodle :-) its not super clear but it says “ study for yourself, not others. have faith you can survive, all will be worth it. DON’T GIVE UP ” ps the prelims note is there bc that page was originally my prelims preparation page but i gave up OTL

ndp (national day parade) talked about dreams just now & i want to share that my dream is to inspire & help others, and make a positive change to the world, at least in singapore!! hence my aspiration to be a psychiatrist, to help people find themselves again 🕊💓


said: podrias hacer el de “que le dice un pez a otro pez! “nada” pero con feferi y eridan :9

Pfft, se me ocurrió que podria pasar algo asi:

Y Feferi le quita sus privilegios para decir chistes sobre peces??

Ok this one is simple, I can translate!
Eridan:Ok, I got one! What did one fish say to another fish?
Feferi: What?
Eridan: Nothing/Swim! [”Nada” could mean both things]
*Feferi Laughs*
Eridan: heh, Did you like it?
Feferi: Eridan that was SO BAD.
*And then Feferi takes Eridan’s fish jokes privileges*It’s… a really adorable, bad joke :’D
I actually didn’t GET IT, until after I POSTED the drawing OTL
I just thought it said “nothing!” like “fishes can’t talk” but it’s a pun! omg