re did it because it didnt turn out so well the first time!

anonymous asked:

So I've read all your Supercorp stuf on ao3 and if you were going to recommend other fics to read what would you recommend?

okey dokey kiddos buckle up. this list includes fics im currently subscribed to and desperately awaiting an update on and fics i have finished but loved. i did a literal rec bc i wasn’t totally sure what you wanted. if i forgot to mention you or your fic i still love you im just poorly organised pls forgive me.

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anonymous asked:

Oh snappp your neighbor AU is lit. No rush at all but if you could also write one for Shownu it would be awesome.

find wonho (here) , jooheon (here), & kihyun (here)

  • king of owning three sets of the same colored bed sheets and kihyun once asked if shownu every washed them because??? they’re always the same??? and shownu was like “don’t you just buy the same thing in bulk when you go to ikea?” and kihyun was like no,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,oh my god is that what you do
  • and shownu just shrugged because whatever he likes his grey bed sheets
  • doesn’t do decorations but let his mom hang up some photos of his family and stuff when she came over
  • you’d think he’d just ignore them, but he cleans the dust off the frames and adjusts them because,,,,,, shownu cherishes anything his mother does for him. he’s an amazing son and literally everyone in the neighborhood always tells his mom when she comes over that he’s so filial and they wished they had a son so polite and well mannered
  • because lbr shownu is the person who holds the door open for anyone he sees,,,,,,,,even if they’re still half way across the street
  • the only thing that ever makes him flustered is that one time a mom asked him to watch her son while she ran to re-park her car
  • and shownu was like ,,,,,,,,,,,,hi and the kid just started crying and shownu was like nO PLEASE,,,,IM SORRY FOR WHATEVER I DID TO DISPLEASE YOU
  • thankfully minhyuk was coming over and saw the whole mess and came to the rescue and shownu was just like “minhyuk,,,,,kids are terrifying,,,,,”
  • minhyuk looking at shownu whose literally swole and tall: what
  • you’ve lived next door to shownu for quite some time,,,,,but you two don’t really talk much because like well,,,,he’s not a small chit chat kinda person
  • and you’ve always thought he was handsome but like so what you know ??? your idols on tv are handsome too
  • but one evening,,,,you’re getting home super late and you try to grab for your keys in your bag,,,,,,but they’re gone????? and you sigh and take out your phone to text your friend who has a spare
  • but then you see a text from your boss telling you that you won’t be getting the promotion he promised you
  • and your friend with the spare just updated instagram with a photo at a club so you know they’re not gonna be able to help
  • and so you just slide down against the wall near your door and hold your bag to your chest
  • and life sucks,,,,,,,,in this moment,,,,so much so that you can’t control tears coming out and you wanna brush them away but like no one’s there to see??? so whatever
  • until ,,,,, there is someone,,,,, someone who’s too freaKING quiet so you only notice them when they step right in front of you and ask “is everything ok?”
  • and you look up to see shownu and you’re like oh gREAT the handsome, nice neighbor has to see you balling your eyes out on your doormat good job gg what a terrIFIC night this is
  • and you’re like “y,,yeah i got locked out it’s nothing,,,”
  • and shownu suddenly puts his hand out to help you up and you take it hesitantly and he’s like “staying out here would be dangerous. do you want to spend the night at my place? feel free to say n-”
  • but you’re shaking your head and you’re like “that would be very nice of you,,,,,,my spare is,,,,,in the hands of someone who is busy,,,,”
  • and shownu lets go of your hand and you notice how warm it was when he’d held it
  • and you follow him to his apartment where he lets you in
  • and you can’t help but look at the photos as you take off your shoes and you’re like “is this your family?” and he nods and you’re like “your mother is so pretty!!”
  • and shownu kind of is taken back, but just nods again and you’re like oops am i making this awkward
  • and he switches the lights on in his bedroom and he’s like “i know we’re strangers, but it would be impolite of me to let you sleep on the couch. my bedroom is clean, i promise.”
  • and you’re like dhkcblvj he’s worried about me thinking he’s gross,,,,,but he’s doing something really nice??????? he’s,,,,,,cute
  • and you’re like “i can take the cou-” but shownu puts a hand up and is like “please, that would be rude of me.”
  • and you’re like ok he’s such a gentleman????? what the heck
  • and you’re like “ok, well thank you!! ill wash my face then?” and he’s like pointing out the bathroom
  • and when you’re done you walk out to tell shownu thank you again
  • but you see him sitting on the couch, suddenly he’s got glasses on and he’s reading something with the cutest look of concentration on his face and you can’t help but stare at him a bit longer
  • when he suddenly looks up you’re like oH I Totally,,,,just came into this room anYWAY,,, thank you again!!!
  • and you like do an lil bow and shownu is like “it’s nothing!” and you’re like akhfgfs ok,,,ill go to bed now
  • but ofc u can’t sleep because,,,,,,wow this is shownu’s room,,,,,,,,the sheets smell like him,,,,,,,slight cologne but also fresh breeze,,,,,
  • and in the morning your friends texts you that she’ll be over in an hour
  • and you go to tell shownu whose up,,,,,,,,,,shirtless,,,,,making eggs,,,,,,,,and you almost trip and fall over
  • but when he turns for the first time you see him get embarrassed and he’s like “ah - oh one moment,,,” and rushes back to the living room to pull on his shirt again and you’re like trying to look down
  • and you’re both red,,,,,,and shownu is like “,,,, i,,,im sorry that was-” and you’re like “nO,,, no,,,,, it’s nice,,,i mean what no i mean it’s your home feel free um oh,,,,”
  • and shownu is like “would you like something to eat?”
  • and it’s cute you two eat together and shownu is a silent eater but it’s somehow really adorable and you can’t help but think he’d be a really ,,,, good bf
  • and shownu is like “you can stay here till your friend comes.” and you’re like ok!!! thank you 
  • and he’s totally turning on the sport channel but it’s whatever you’re happy to be in his company,,,,because shownu makes you feel safe????
  • and when ur friend tells you to meet her by ur door shownu walks you out and he’s like “maybe, if you think this is a good idea you could give me a spare, in case this happens again.” and you’re like good thinking i should do that!!!! 
  • but before you can thank him again your friend is like “oH I DIDNT KNOW YOU WERE SPENDING THE NIGHT WITH SUCH A HANDSOME MAN I GUESS YOU DONT NEED THE SPARE-”
  • and you’re like PLEASe,,, SHTU TUP ,,,,
  • and shownu is blinking like hmmm what does that mean-
  • and your friend winks at you two and waltzes up to shownu like “so,,, what’s your name? how long have you been dating my friend here?” and you’re like givE ME my KEYS 
  • while shownu is like ???? but also he’s like “oh they’re single?” and your friend is like YES THEYRE sinGLE
  • and you’re like dO NT FLirt on my behalf wait shownu why do you want to know if im single,,,,,,,,,????
  • shownu probably just wanted to know because coughs,,,,,,,,maybe he can take you out sometime,,, coughs
break up | archie andrews (riverdale)

Originally posted by alinok

request: can i request an archie imagine where the reader and him had a fight and break up. it being really angsty and avoiding each other. but one day she went to investigate something with betty and jug she got hurt and he sees it? just fluff please!!! thank youuu❤️

it had been days since you left the house after what had happened with archie. you were heart broken with the latest events including the break up.

betty & veronica had constantly been visiting bringing you over food and movies trying to cheer you up and get your mind off of things but it you just couldn’t, there was no use.

how could you possibly forget that your boyfriend of almost a year had let himself be seduced by the blossoms and allowed cheryl to kiss him. the thought made you feel sick inside

and it was worse because he didn’t even have the guts to tell me, you heard it from the mouth of the devil herself. and boy did she love to see you crack and squirm, placing doubt in both of our minds enough to make the red headed boy i love leave you

there’s soft knocks on your door causing you to sigh sniffling, “come in” you croak shifting in your bed to face the door as it opens to reveal two of your closet friends jughead and betty

“hey stranger” you smile sadly to the beanie wearing brunette standing next to your blonde best friend.

he sits himself on the edge of your bed extending his hand to your shoulder giving it a comforting and reassuring squeeze “im sorry i didn’t come sooner”

you quickly place your hand over his i knew exactly why he didn’t come, he was currently living in the andrews residence so it almost seems reasonable that he didn’t want to offend or anger his new roommates and his re kindled relationship with the red headed jock and his father

“it’s seriously fine jug- i understand” you smile sadly at your best friends, concern visible on their faces

“we’ve got a job for you” you wipe the tears from your cheeks and sit up slightly “you up for it?” “yeah okay”

they smile triumphantly at each other and before reaching over and pulling you out of your cozy bed “change and meet us outside” you nod flopping back down on your bed watching them as they scurry out of your room

you finally get the courage to leave your bed changing and pulling a brush through your knotted hair for the first time in days applying makeup to cover the evident dark circles under your eyes from lack of sleep

after you finish changing you grab a random sweater off your freshly made bed and throw it on only noticing half way down the stairs that it was intact archies; he leant it to you one night at pops when it was cold and he didn’t want you to freeze.

well that’s what he liked to tell you why he did it, you still believe to this day that he only did it to shut your whining as you rubbed your arms rapidly comparing on how it was so cold

you tug at the sleeves, it smelled of him. the warmth swallowing you up. trudging outside you spot the couple standing beside your car “so what’s the plan?”

the blonde glances to her boyfriend before speaking “jug and i are going to explore a new lead, you need to go to pops and find veronica she’ll catch you up to speed” you nod fiddling with your keys

“pops, v? got it” betty gives me a tight squeeze “be safe, ill see you later” you nod turning slightly as jughead gives wraps you up in a small hug “bye”

you watch as they join hands and walk toward the direction of the cooper household, heart eyes evident. you feel the tears stream down your face as the sight trigger your memories of they way archie used to give you that same look exactly like that.

you get in the car and drive over to pop’s, sliding out and walking briskly into the empty diner, spotting the raven haired girl sitting with him. you find your breathe hitches, lodging in your throat

swallowing the lump in your throat, you force your feet to propel yourself forward to the occupied booth “V” the raven hair girl looks up slightly surprised at your presence.

she jumps out of the booth and throws her arms around you pulling your body into her warm embrace “god it’s good to see you out of bed- and in normal clothes- and your hairs brushed oh im so proud”

she hugs you again it was tighter then before, glancing over her shoulder making eye contact with the boy who broke my heart, he looks worried sick

she pulls you back at arms length and glancing at you concern washing over her face “(y/n) i thought you were getting more sleep?” you shake my head moving away slightly from your friend.

“look can you just fill me in?” she glances back at our friend then to me “yous should talk” she begins backing away from the booth

panic setting in for the both of you

you shake your head furiously “no no i-i-i ccan’t-t” you stutter edging yourself further and further away from the booth before breaking into a sprint racing toward the diner door and out to your parked car.

tears begin to cloud your vision as you drive off toward betty’s house, hoping that the two hadn’t left for their sleuth session yet

you were an absolute mess tears pouring from your eyes blurring your vision so much that you didn’t seem to even notice the car speeding through a red light and just like that your vision turned black.

archie’s pov

i cuss under my breathe as i watch my girlfriend, ex-girlfriend rush out of pops like she was on fire. i hate that i did that to her.

“archie you can’t keep avoiding each other you need to talk to her” i shake my head “cause your idea worked so well didnt it” i yell 

“god i should’ve never listened to you three- she doesnt want anything to do with me thats why she just ran out!”

i pull on my hair as we sit in the booth in silence, tears begin to well in my eyes and it takes all of me to swallow my pride standing from the booth and slipping on my jacket

“where are you going?” veronica stands grabbing onto my arm “i need to make this right”

i grab my phone and dial her number holding it against my ear waiting for her response only for her to not pick up, i try again the sound of sirens faintly ringing in my ears

the two of us share a glance before looking out the window as the sirens grow louder and louder until finally they pass the diner, two ambulances and a police cruiser

my stomach dropped her name falling from my mouth before i rush out of the diner veronica hot on my hells “arch get in my car ill drive!” she yells but i ignore her pushing myself to run as fast as my legs will carry me

i chase after the emergency services as they pull up a head to what looked like a car accident, a soon as i see the familiar car i scream out her name veronica zooming past me and fleeing the car.

i rush over to the paramedics as they pull (y/n) from the car her cheeks still dripping wet with tears “no- no no NO” i yell not bothering about the tears that are streaming down my cheeks.

she was covered in blood, her arm looked broken and her lip split my heart shattering as i stare at the fragile girl that was my entire world

“son you need to step back” the paramedic told me trying to wheel the gurney up into the rig “no im going with her” i insist trying to push past “please” the shake their head loads her in

“archie?!” i turn to see sheriff keller jogging to me “what’s wrong?”

i point to the ambulance “it’s (y/n) she was in a accident i have to go with her” i beg to the sheriff and he nods walking over to the guys and whispering something with them before the allow me to climb up

i lace my hand with hers as i giving her a squeeze my other hair tangling through her hair trying to soothe her.

“c’mon (y/n) you can do this baby keep fighting" i mutter tears still running down my cheeks.

i clutch her hand tightly as the monitors start to beep the crew shouting a bunch of words to each other before they push me back in my seat forcing our hands to pull apart

“what’s happening?!” i shout panic dripping from my words.

“we need you to give us space kid” i nod sitting back in my seat clutching my hands together hoping that she wouldn’t die not today

and thats when she flatlined.

i shift in the uncomfortable hospital chairs still clutching my girlfriends hand when i feel a slight squeeze.

i jolt up blinking the sleep out of my eyes “(y/n)” i choke my voice raw from all the crying and begs for help.

she stirs moving slightly in the bed her head titling toward me “a-arch” she whispers her lips are cracked her eyes wet from tears.

tears overwhelm me as i stand pecking her head “god i thought i was going to loose you” she smiles bringing both hands up to my cheeks “im sorry” she mutters to me

i shake my head frantically my cheeks growing wet “no im so, im sorry for everything i did to hurt you i didn’t want to hurt you (y/n) i just want you back”

i move her oxygen mask from her mouth and lean down connecting our lips together in a sweet embrace before pulling back and placing her mask back

“will you take me back?” i ask eyes begging for her to say yes

“of course archie, i love you”

“god i love you too (y/n)”

she giggles and it cures my heartache i smile up at my beautiful girlfriend as she scoots over in her bed patting the spot next to her “c'mere” she mumbles.

i move from my seat kicking off my shoes and cuddling into the fragile girl as she rests her head on my chest tracing circles into the fabric

and in that moment you knew, you never know what you have until it’s almost taken from you

TAG LIST✨👱🏻‍♀️: @hauntedcherryblossombanana-blog @sadbreakfastclb @jugandbettsdetectiveagency

It’s 2010 bitch!!!

written also with @spacetaemin, @5hineesback, @choitaemins and @sabakunocasali  (and probably many others)

“Minho shoot the ball” yelled super jock Kim Jonghyun as he ran down the footballl field. Minho, baseball in hand, hit the soccer ball so hard it become a touchdown. Everyone in the audience cheered but especially Taemin, long haired bb child innocent my son,,,doesn’t know a damn thing about anything. Evry1 thinks hes a girl but rly hes just feminine and cute and clueless!

Sitting next to Taemin was his best-friend-but-also-pseudo-mother, Kim Kibum, better known as “Key Umma.”

“I did it I got a homerun!!!” Choi Minho, the coolest jock in school, yelled as he ran on the track. He locked eyes w/ his super beautiful girlfriend, Yuri. She was so hot and he wsa really heterosexual and straight. Nothing would ever change that!!!!

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Dive Part 5

Photo creds to @levitann on tumblr


Jungkook x reader

Warnings: Smut, strong language,

Subject: Smut, Angst

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Anonymous said to :

I would like to make a request and I wish you can make it a series. BTS- Jungkook. Smut- it doesn’t matter, anything does it. Angst- 3 (he uses you but you catch feelings and because of it you don’t seem to notice he’s using you, until one day.) sorry if that doesn’t makes sense. AU- 2,5 and you can make something on your own too. I JUST REALLY LOVE ANGST, SO PLEASE MAKE PURE ANGST OUT OF IT, I AM FEELING SAD THESE DAYS, I LIKE TO CRY! 😊😊😙😙😍

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Part 1 (hopefully) - ENGAGEMENT RINGS

ok guys I’m a huge sucker for weddings and I thought..why not do a little series? I’ll probably even write smut/fluff involving the honeymoon and such if this goes well.

hopefully you guys are like me and love weddings/ wedding related stuff!


No one expected Yoosung to be so romantic, like, could anyone predict that he would propose at the beach? No. Not really. Plus, he picked the ring out himself.

When you two were showing off the ring, it was obvious that they were surprised, Zen being the most shocked.

You also weren’t expected Yoosung to make this decision on his own. You suspected that Zen or Jumin pressured him to do so but they didn’t. And that made you feel even more loved.


Oh, Zen.

Zen wanted to wait until he was on good terms with his parents before marrying but he soon realized that he could at least propose.

The night he proposed he had a dinner set up on the rooftop of his building. You had a perfect view of the stars and he had the perfect view of the most beautiful woman in the world.

Jaehee was the only one who knew, she was the one who recommended and went to the ring shop with Zen. She just didnt know what ring he decided to get and when he was going to propose.


It took the entire party by surprise that he proposed that no one really looked at the ring. Almost everyone assumed that he would get you a simple 7 carat diamond with a gold band not this modern ring with engravings.

Jumin wanted a ring big enough so that it will catch the eye and people will know that you were taken. You tried to ask him how much it was because you’ve never seen such a ring before but he refused to even give you a general range of it.

To make up for the fact that he proposed so quickly and randomly, he took you to out to a nice restaurant and “re-propose” to you in a more romantic way. You laughed at him because Jumin soon realized that in order to do so, he would have to get another ring. But you just took off the ring and handed it back to him, a blush spreading across his face.

He’s so innocent and kind hearted and is just trying his best.


My god did she take you by surprise by proposing to you first. It was her way of fully admitting her feelings for you. She didn’t have a ring since she did it out of the blue one night after closing down the cafe. Jaehee had turned to you and her first words were “I love you.”

Jaehee isn’t the type to say it so openly. She always says in the little ways like “please be safe” or “I appreciate everything you do for me” so when she said those three words, you almost cried. That’s when she walked over to you and sat down at a booth, holding your hands, “please don’t ever leave my life. I love and admire you so much.” and although she didn’t exactly say ‘will you marry me’ both of you knew you were engaged.

the next day you two agreed to go out and buy rings at different shops and propose at random times. Jaehee proposed first by making you your favorite dinner and presenting you with this ring

You kinda broke the rule and proposed to her a few days after a week. You knew by this point she forgot because of how busy she was but you two went out for dinner every couple of weeks and over a glass and white wine, you proposed to her with this ring


Saeyoung wasn’t quiet about proposing, he was just quiet on when and how. He ended up proposing to you when you dragged him outside for a walk. You thought he needed a break and the sky looked really pretty.

You two ended up watching the clouds, trying to guess the shapes like six year olds when he suddenly went “that one looks like a ring!” you were about to say that it didn’t when he suddenly held a ring in front of you eyes and went on to ask for your hand.

After he was done you said “that cloud looks like a yes.”



You admitted to the RFA that you didn’t expect Jihyun to propose. Especially because of the impact that Rika had left on him. But while you two were traveling, you and Jihyun had a wonderful night full of adventure and watched the sky transition from the dark blue of the night to the ombre of colors with the sunrise.

Afraid that it might trigger him, you suggest on going back into the rented house and finally sleeping but he refused. Instead he told you that you reminded him of dusk and dawn, “accepting of both day and night. Full of light and colors that he would stay up all day and night just to witness both phenomena’s.”

You assumed he was just reassuring that he was okay before you realized that he was moving off the chair you two somehow managed to cuddle on and pulled you into standing. That’s when he got on one knee and proposed.


Saeran always shyed away from showing his feelings but when he did, it was always full of love, innocence, and purity.

One day while out getting ice cream and picking up some stuff for the both of you, he pulled you inside the park on your walk home. He insisted that he wanted to swing and since it was closer to nine, there wouldn’t be any angry parents telling you to get off. You were in the mood to play so when you approached the playground area you ran into the castle shaped jungle gym and yelled, “oh no! I’m in dire need of help! Can my prince charming come and help me?!” Saeran laughed and started jogging towards you, “be careful of the dragon, my prince!” you pointed towards the twisty slide and giggled. He went on to pretend to defeat the 'dragon’ and climbed on top of it to you.

“How may I help you, my dear?” he asked as he kneeled in front of you and kissed your left hand.

“I’m in need of your love and kisses” you answered, trying your best to not smile and him kissing your hand.

“Well then my dear, will you do me the honor of promising me your hand in exchange of all the love and kisses I can ever give you?”

That’s when you realized he was proposing and pulling out a ring. of course you said yes to your prince.

Fabulous Olicity Fanfic Friday - August 25th, 2017

Happy Friday! So this is my attempt to both thank awesome fanfic writers for their amazing work and offer my recommendations to anyone who is interested. Here are the fantastic fanfic stories I read this week! They are posted in the order I read them.

Take Your Breath Away by @green-arrows-of-karamel and and @tdgal1 - When the police find another victim choked to death, wide-city panic spreads like wildfire. Felicity Smoak, an SCPD detective, is determined to catch the murderer. To that end, she goes undercover to Verdant, the most famous fetish club in town. Its owner, Oliver Queen, is the prime suspect in the killings. While she infiltrates deep into the BDSM world, she never expects to feel a dangerous attraction towards Oliver, which puts her at risk of getting caught in dark and lethal pleasures.

A Message in a Bottle multi-chapter by @vaelisamaza - Felicity Smoak has come home to run the family farm and tasting room when an unexpected visit from a member of the Queen Family gives her the opportunity to re-examine her career and choices in life.

Our Love Will Never Fade Away (I’ll Bear Your Mark On My Skin For Eternity) multi-chapter by @charlie-leau - Felicity Smoak started taking the Med that cut the emotional connection between her soulmate and herself when his family sent a mediator to her. The man told her that they did not think she was worthy of their son and she therefore needed to give up on her soulmate’s rights. Now, four years later, Felicity just moved in Star City and is desperately trying to run away for her past. There, she meets Oliver Queen, heir to the Queen’s legacy and soon to be married to the cold and mysterious Isabel Rochev, who quickly becomes both her boss and friend. Lines quickly start to blur between Felicity and Oliver as they found themselves drawn to each other for no apparent reasons…

Dreaming Away by @geneshaven - Post 5x23 fic

The Bridesmaid Wore Peach by @wherethereissmoak - Alternate first meeting for Oliver and Felicity, as they are members of a wedding party. Felicity is not a fan of her bridesmaid’s dress.

Family Outing multi-chapter by @geneshaven - Oliver and family and friends go camping. Part 4:

Blue Eyed Angel: Sleepless multi-chapter by @tdgal1 - Oliver and Felicity spend some quality time together

If Loving You Is Wrong (I Don’t Want To Be Right) multi-chapter by @smkkbert - They live in a society where the Ministry for Procreation decides who you get to marry. Once you get the letter with the contact details of your partner, you are supposed to marry within few months. Sexual relationships with any other partner are forbidden, even before you receive the contact details. Everyone who disobeys that law will be punished brutally.  Oliver and Nyssa have come to terms with that. Although they are married, Nyssa can secretly be with Sara, and Oliver can do whatever he wants to do. When Oliver decides to make changes, he falls madly in love with Felicity. Therefore, his life takes a pleasant turn because although they cannot publicly be together, at least they can be in secret. Things soon get complicated, though, when Felicity receives a letter that shall change her life.

Tumblr Drabbles multi-chapter by @dreamsofolicity - This is a collection of small drabbles I posted on Tumblr that come from prompts.

Sleepless in Starling by @wherethereissmoak - What if Oliver missed the opportunity to signal the fishing boat at the end of S5 flashbacks because of his fight with Kovar? Marooned on Lian Yu once again, he gets rescued in the most surprising way.

Best Birthday Ever by @emmilynestill - What if Felicity hadn’t decided to go with a team surprise party for Oliver’s Birthday? What if she decided she was sick of baby steps and wanted to take some big girl steps? What if Felicity decided the very best way to celebrate was to make Oliver’s birthday cake and present…well, her? A sort of “Choose Your Own Adventure” off-shoot/AU of Don’t Let Me Go, branching off after Chapter 3 into a whole other universe.

Untitled by @oneofakindxx - Olicity disagree about sleeping together

Untitled by @oneofakindxx - Oliver does household repairs

Untitled by @dust2dust34 - Based on the prompt: “Oliver, if we didn’t get blown up, how do you think our date would have ended?”

Oliver’s Revelation by @tdgal1 - After getting hit in the head, Oliver wakes up in the hospital where he can not move or talk but can hear everything that is said to him. Suddenly he sees what is going on around him, how people feel and act when they think he is in a coma. LOVED THIS!!

Love is the Cure by @tdgal1 - After Lian Yu, Oliver and Felicity deal with his PTSD.

Thursday by @someonesaidcake - There is something about the girl next door that Oliver Queen is only now noticing… Felicity is moving to college just down the road from where Oliver is a senior.  He suddenly becomes very protective of the girl next door.  Thursday night dinners might not ever be the same again. This story gets better and better!

No Kissing by @lostolicityscenes - Felicity won’t let Oliver kiss her during their “meeting”

Time for a Story multi-chapter by @smkkbert - This fic shows Olicity and their life as a (married) couple with family. Although Olicity (and their kids) are the protagonists, other characters of Arrow and Flash make appearances. YOU NEED THIS STORY IN YOUR LIFE.

“Before He Is Lost To You Forever” by @geneshaven - Felicity’s thoughs after talking to Ra’s in 3x20

Bound to You multi-chapter by @bindy417 - Felicity is an ARGUS agent and Oliver with the Bratva but they met long before that! This story gives the past and the present. SO AWESOME.

Felicity Sneaking in Oliver’s Apartment Every Night After William’s asleep, and Sneaking Out Before He Wakes in the Morning by @eilowyn1 - William and Oliver talk

Felicity Smoak - Model, International Star and Murderer? multi-chapter by @tdgal1 - Oliver is called defended international Star Felicity Smoak when she is charged with murder - I can’t express how excited I am about this!

Exactly Right by @dust2dust34 - Season 6 Olicity spec - VERY HOT -

Summer House multi-chapter by @laurabelle2930 - Oliver Queen has been missing for two years. On the eve of his 2nd anniversary the local paper with the families consent has decided to run a memorial article since one was never done when he first went missing. Sara Lance was assigned the story at first but know the paper’s hotshot reporter Felicity Smoak has been assigned the story. Felicity must now put her personal feelings aside as she searches for the truth to Oliver Queen’s disappearance.

Soup for the Soul by @missyriver​ - Felicity tries to deal with the death of Billy Malone alone and learns its okay to cry. 

September 2045 - Galloway Position - Pieces of You (Flash Fic) by @so-caffeinated - Will and Amelia from Beth’s POV

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Nice to meet you. Taken.

Originally posted by freekicking

It’s already my third week away from home, away from Italy. I’ve moved out as I got accepted at a University in the U.K., University of Essex to be more specific. As I wanted to get used to the place and get a job before my studies start, I moved two months earlier. Gladly my parents have an old friend who owns a couple of hotels in London and he let me a room to stay until the university accommodation halls were open to move in.

To be fair, I wouldn’t have been able to do this if it wasn’t for my friend Savvas. Savvas is one of those friends you make during summer holidays as a kid that you lose contact when you are back home but then when social media happen you search their name and there they are? My dad is half Greek so we have been to Greece a lot of times for holidays. When I was eleven years old I met Savvas at the beach one day when my eighteen year old cousin completely ignored me while flirting with some guy. For the whole month I was there, all he was doing was bullying me about how horrible my greek sounded. Well okay to be fair that was not the only thing that he did. We always set a time to meet the next day at the beach, we would stay there until the sun was down or until our mums would come and kick our asses for sitting under the bright burning sun without any protection. Then I had to go back to Italy again. Three years ago I decided to look his name up on facebook and thats how it all started again. Endless conversations. He was the one who made me come to the UK. After he signed a contract with Arsenal he was forcing me to make applications for the universities there.

And here I am now. Having a part-time job, a small hotel room in north London and a great childhood friend by my side.

“I’m going to get the drinks, when you are done if I’m not here waiting for you then come and find me at the bar.” I nodded and made my way into a toilet. Today was the day we’ve been waiting for two years now. Drake’s concert.

“Yeah mum.. no mum.. yes mum.. okay mum.. I said I’m not drinking that much mum relax.. yes mum.. MUM GOODNIGHT!” I ended the call and walked closer to Savvas who was already there waiting for me with two cocktails and two guys that I’ve never seen before.

“Be more polite to your mum!”

“If you want to know she basically called you a rapist because she gave me the lecture of ‘don’t drink way to much tonight and don’t sleep at Savvas place’ so not only I defended you but you also lecture me too.” I said sarcastically as I gave him the most ironic smile ever.

“Yeah even if I was a rapist I wouldn’t have gone for you because if you will be taking as much time as you are taking in the toilet then no! I have been waiting here for like twenty minutes!” now his friends who he wasn’t polite enough to introduce me to, were barely holding their laughter.

“Sorry! My fault that there is queue in there longer that the queue to drake’s bed!”

“Whatever! Anyway. This are my friends Alex and Hector in case you don’t already know them and they invited us to their VIP box because they are all there.” I’m not sure what he meant by all but I turned around to face the two guys and gave them my hand to introduce myself.

“Elizabella.” I said and gave them a smile looking at them for the first time.

“Nice to meet you, we’ve heard a lot about you.” They both said smiled back at me.

“Well I’m not sure if it’s nice for me to meet you as if you are friends with Sav, you are just like him and that is not so nice. And please whatever he said about me, ignore it. It’s probably lies.”

“See! See! And then you ask me why I hate her!”

It has been one of the most beautiful nights I’ve had by far since I moved here. I don’t know if I’ve stopped dancing and singing with Alex at all. Basically, everyone in that VIP box was so cool and they were all party animals. They were almost all of them footballers of Arsenal but from the first team. Savvas is sometimes training with the first team so I guess that’s why he became friends with them. Sadly, the night had to come to an end there I was again in my lonely hotel room. I haven’t actually seen them again at all except from Alex and Rob who came out with Sav and me two more times.

A month passed and here we are to October where I am officially at my new room at the university halls. This weekend I’m staying over at that hotel room in London again as it’s Sav’s birthday and we are going to a greek club. I don’t really know why I agreed on that because I’m not really into greek music but yeah sometimes it’s cool. What confuses me more tho is that Alex, Hector, Rob and Carl have agreed to go to and they don’t even speak greek.

“The guys are coming, I’m going out to let them in.” Savvas shouted into my ear as he wore his jacket.

“Coming with you.” I just didn’t want to be left alone with any of his greek friends. I don’t even remember their names and most of them don’t seem to like me so staying there alone would have been more like hell to me. I grabbed his arm gently and followed him as he pushed through dancing bodies to get out of the club.

“It’s freezing how can you make it be out here with only a bra?”

“For the hundredth time, it’s not a bra! It is a bralette top !”

“Whatever! Still!”

“I would have been surprised if you weren’t fighting!” We both turned our heads and faced the guys laughing at our argument.

We had to wait again in a queue as Savvas obviously couldn’t let us in again without waiting. Hector was kind enough to pass me his jacket even if I rejected it at first. I have to admit he looks a little bit mysterious but in beautiful way. The way he looked into my eyes while placing it over my shoulders made the blood in my veins burn enough to make me warm but I didnt want to give back his jacket. The idea that it was previously touching his body and now it was covering me made me go crazy.

The whole night I’ve been dancing and drinking and dancing and drinking all over again. If I remember correctly I even got on stage when a band came on and danced along to one of my favorite greek songs. I remember savvas saying something something like “What’s left now? You are getting up there again to sing?” and that’s all I needed. I went closer to one of the securities and in a few moments, I was on stage again with a mic in my hands this time singing and not caring how many people were in there. I could spot hector in the crowd staring at me and I couldn’t break the eye contact. I loved the idea that he was all focused on me and I know he realized I stayed on stage just to give him more of me dancing and singing.

It was almost 5 am when we left the club and Alex was driving me, Savvas and hector back home as we were the last ones from the group that actually stayed until that late.

“I’m feeling like I am going to be sick.” I said and opened the car window to get some air.

“Well you should have drank less! How many drinks did you have actually? 15? 20?”

“Sav shut up seriously or I’m going to vomit on your ugly head.” Well this made this even worse. “Actually Alex please stop the car.” And with that I was out of the car nearly on my knees with hector behind me holdin my hair and rubbing my back.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah I am good thanks, should have listened to my mum’s non drinking advices though.”

“You should.”

“Are you done?” Alex shouted from his seat and made us both get into the car. “You are all staying at my place, I’m too tired to drive you all at you places and for sure I am not letting this young lady over there all alone drunk in a hotel room.”

“I guess there is no space for a no as an answer here, is it?” he didn’t even bother to give me an answer so I just shut my mouth and closed my eyes.

I must have fallen asleep because when I re-opened my eyes I was in a bed with an oversized shirt on me and Alex leaving the room.

“Alex?” he turned around and looked at me. “I think I’m going to be sick again.” And with that he walked me to his bathroom and waited until I felt better. “I really don’t think it’s safe to go back to sleep in this condition.”

“I guess. I’ll stay up with you.”

We’ve spend the rest of the night/ early morning having deep talks about anything and everything. It was around 11 when we decided to go to the kitchen and make some breakfast for everyone. Basically Alex was the one making the breakfast while I was sitting on a chair leaning my head on the kitchen counter in just the oversized shirt and hector’s jacket. I looked like a mess. My hair was a mess. My face was a mess. Everything was a mess about me.

“Morning” A really sexy male morning voice made me pick my head up from the counter and look at another mess, Hector, who was just in his boxers and his shirt from last night.

“Good morning. Um.. Im sorry for wearing you jacket again but it’s cold in here and alex wouldnt turn on the heating as he claims its not cold.”

“It’s fine don’t apologize.”

“Thanks.” I smiled and placed my head on the counter again and looked at Alex while he was fighting to cook whatever it looked like pancakes.

I’ve spend the following hour just watching alex and hector fighting about their cooking skills and actually hector lecturing alex on how he should have been cooking and correcting him on whatever move he was trying to make. I couldn’t stop laughing the whole time.

“Ain’t no way I am eating that!” Hector said as he picked a pancake from the plate and threw it again back in. That was it. Alex picked the same pancake and shoved it into Hector’s mouth. I swear he was choking for at least ten minutes and I just couldn’t stop laughing.

“Then you complain about me and Sav fighting! You are worse than us!” I said between my laughers.

The rest of the day went like that. The four of us bullying each other, laughing all the time. The first one to leave was savvas as he had to meet some other friends and then there was hector.

“Wait, Hector!” I said and made a move to remove his jacket off of me but his response made me stop right there.

“Keep it, until the next time.” And before I could even reply he was already gone.

“Hey, Alex, can i ask you something?”


“Is Hector single?”

“No, he is in a relationship i think for a year now? Why?”

“N-Nothing just a-asking.”


Hope you liked it! Let me know if you want a second part and if you want let me know what you think will happen next!

Let me know as well if you liked it.

Also if you are wondering who Savvas is, his name is Savvas Mourgos and he’s playing for Arsenal. (check him out)


so i won the lottery and i got to see tbom again ?? im still so emotional so i wrote down all my thoughts, tho i probably missed some anyway (its under a read more because this is long)

(the cast for this was jay james moody, ryan bondy, rowan witt, zahra newman, a rly good swing/us covering mafala, morgan palmer covering todds track and justin lonesome covering gotswana)

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3years later

Originally posted by jjks

Word Count : 1661 words

Genre: Fluff

Member: Jungkook



“I’m sorry,” I try to find her eyes, but since they’re carefully focused on the ground, it’s not as easy. Being rejected was one of those things that hurt the most, but having to reject someone is twice as bad, well in my opinion.

There comes a short laugh from her, and she raises her head, her eyes locking with mine. The flash of hurt in her eyes, disappeared just as quick as a match in the wind. I try to reach for her wind my hands but she backs away, shaking her head. “I have to go,”


There’s nothing better than watching the sky from an airplane. It gives you the satisfaction of being above everyone else without even doing anything. It was early, maybe six am, maybe seven, I didn’t have a clock on me and turning on the tv-screen that was built in the seat would cause my little sister to wake up.

To my surprise, I actually woke up earlier than everyone else on the airplane. I didn’t know if it was because I was hungry or if it was because the sun shone from the little gap from our window that we hadn’t completely shut. I was never the guy to sleep with light on in my room, in fact, just the smallest amount of light could wake me up from deep sleep. I hated sleeping in a warm and light room, it disturbed me.

I grabbed my phone from my pockets, hoping it hadn’t been crushed between my butt and my seat last night and luckily it didn’t. However, when I turned on my phone, the entire row lit up and I almost panicked because my sister shifted in her seat. Let me tell you, when she wakes up, she doesn’t stop talking. I mean, I love her and she’s adorable, but I think I like her better when she’s asleep.

I decreased the brightness on my phone screen and started scrolling through my phone when I realized I didn’t have wifi. 

No tv and no wifi?

Seeing that I had some free time, I decided to go through apps and delete those apps, pictures and things I didn’t need on my phone, just to make some space for some awesome pictures I’d be taking in Kuala Lumpur.

There wasn’t many songs I wanted to delete and I barely had any apps, so the next place was pictures and I had over four thousand pictures so this was going to take a while. I clicked the upper bar of my phone so my phone would direct me to the very top, something I’ve learned from watching “10 THINGS YOU PROBABLY DIDNT KNOW YOU COULD DO ON FACEBOOK”

There was a lot of pictures and for once, throughout the entire plane ride, I found myself smiling and laughing at memories. I didn’t realize how many pictures I had and how many pictures that could make my brain drift back to years ago. Suddenly my thumb scrolled over a picture of a girl. She was smiling to the camera, her hands looped through mine and smiling.

It was the last school day of school before summer break sophomore year. She looked younger, we both did. We were both wearing our uniforms, her hair behind her shoulders and a smile planted softly on her lips. Little did we both know that after this picture, we would drift away. We didn’t disconnect completely, but there wasn’t much talking to put it that way.

Last time I talked to her was three months ago and we discussed an assignment, but other than that, we barely spoke. I didn’t realize how much I actually missed her until I was scrolling through the pics of the two of us and one of the old couple next to me, smiled and nodded towards my phone, “Is she your girlfriend?”

“No,” I blurted out, a little to quickly.

“Do you like her?”


The old man nodded, but not really buying it. “What is it?” I asked, curios. I already knew what he was going to say but I wanted him to confirm it.

“You don’t smile at your phone like that because of a picture, unless it’s someone special in the picture.”

And that’s how the question started racing through my brain.

Did I like her?

At the airport, in the cab, at the mall, at the store, in the bus, everywhere on the first week of vacation, I was thinking about her. Where was she? What was she doing? Did she think about me?

Does she still have feelings for me?

My mom noticed how I often kept drifting away and how I kept re-reading messages from ages ago.

“Are you going to tell her that you like her or should I?” When my mom asked me that question, I didn’t question myself if I did like her. Really? What guy would go around thinking about a girl for a whole week to the point where a complete stranger and his own mother would bring the subject up, and still deny the fact that he liked her?

Definitely not me.

Later that night, my mom, my sister and I had to move to another hotel because our hotels ventilation was acting up and all guests had to go to another place. It made me frustrated because we ended up at a hotel where their wifi was down, meaning I usually didn’t have anything to at night. Mom came out of the bathroom while my little sister was sleeping and took a seat next to me on the bed. She smiled and stroked my chin.

Puzzled, I asked, “You good mom?”

“I’m sure she’s out there thinking about you too, sweetie.” I knew she was referring to her. I closed the screen of my laptop and leaned my head against the wall, “I rejected her mom, it’s been three years, I’m pretty sure she has someone else,”

“And if she doesn’t, there’s probably a reason why.”

“What are you trying to say?” I squint my eyebrows in confusion. Mom gets off the bed and starts walking to my sister side, tucking her in the blanket so the cold from the air condition doesn’t make her sick, “There’s only one way to find out do she still likes you or if she doesn’t, and it’s always worth a try,”

“Well, she’s on the other side of the world, were on a vacation mom. There’s no way to find out and I’m not going to ask her over text,”

“There’s always a way when it’s love, honey.” She smiles. I try to find something wrong about that smile, trying to see if she’s faking it, if she’s just telling me because I’m her son, but I can’t seem to find it. It’s hundred percent genuine and for some reason, it makes me feel better. “Thanks mom,” I tell her, sincerely.

She nods, “Always for you, sweetie,” her smile falls and she throws some money at me, lightly. It’s just the way we work, by the way, she’s not abusing me and she’s not bipolar. “Now, go to the 7-eleven and buy some chocolate for me.” She demands. I roll my eyes at her but obey nonetheless, she’s my mother after all. Besides, I could use some fresh air.

…well, air. I could use some air.

The trip to the 7-eleven and back to the hotel consisted of thinking about different ways to tell her. I’d schedule the time on when I should say it, and I tried to rehearse some phrases that would sound the best, but by the time I arrived at the hotel, everything erased itself from my mind when I saw her on top of the staircase to second floor.

Her eyes were completely fixed on mine, her phone hanging loosely in her hands. I was blinded by her beauty. Instead of the usual amount of makeup she used everyday, she was wearing minimal amount. Her eyes were clean and her eyebrows wasn’t all that harsh, there was a beautiful glow to her skin from the heat and her lips was glossy and red. Her hair was curly from the heat also, and it was set up in a bun that just gave off that natural vibe. She was wearing a sky blue top with a muffin on it and a white skirt, making her look even prettier.

“Jungkook…” she whispered, shocked and confused.

My mind wandered back to the time where we were at a field trip with our class and she found a cockroach in her room and called me and cried to me for help to remove it. Knowing her, she was scared, really scared to even look at it so I quickly walked to her room and removed it for her. Later on that night, we were watching a movie and she drifted away, falling asleep in my arms.

Seeing that in my mind made me realize that, I wanted that.

I wanted that with her.

I wanted her to come to me when she’s scared, I wanted her to fall asleep in my arms, but better yet, I want her to be with me. So I did what I had to do.

I dropped the bag of chips that I had in my hands and stormed up the stairs. She looked confused and although it made it harder, I kept walking upstairs until I finally reached her. When I did, I placed my palm on her cheek, “What are you doing?”

“Something I should’ve done a long time ago,” I replied before crashing my lips into hers.

The kiss wasn’t sloppy nor was it soft, it was passionate and I liked it. It made my heart race the minute she responded to the kiss and wrapped her arms around mine. She smiled into the kiss and I felt accomplished.

She was mine.

master feels after the finale

(i had a big, pan-episode writeup dealing with my dear child twelve, but the internet crashed and tumblr ate it, so, let’s just get to the nitty gritty)

this episode was, ultimately, the biggest mixed bag for me, not mixed bag as in, i feel somewhere in the middle about it, but that there were bits i desperately loved and were as good as doctor who could possibly be, and bits that really made me cringe and retcon them in my head.

so i’ll start with the good - the very, very good:

the master working with themselves. hurting the doctor where he’s most vulnerable; his companions, his faith, his desperate hope that he might finally have his friend back.

that first 10 minutes, where i honestly shivered and felt that this was the meatiest little segment i’ve seen in some time: the doctor, no cards left to play…both masters, murdering his friend, taunting him, then…making out with themselves? i mean, wow. that’s peak horrible. that’s kind of peak master there.

but i wanted to see the conflict in that. i wanted to see the doctor’s hurt, more than just 2 lines about bill…i wanted to see how that flat-out cruelty impacted his faith, his belief in the master, i wanted to see him struggle to fight for what was “right”. his belief in the master felt far too easy after that, and i think not following through with the emotional consequences of those first 5-10 minutes…well, it took a lot of the power out of the “redemption” arc, that had been so nicely set up!

simm!master’s character was, well, interesting. i do feel like he was a little under-done in terms of depth; ok, ok, i mean - roast me - i know rtd’s simm was a yelly maniac…but i feel like he had a lot more dynamic range. moffat’s simm seems to have two modes only: comic relief, and rampant, indiscriminate cruelty.

and that to me felt very inauthentic, it felt like it was sort of reducing him to a catchphrase. kinda how i felt about ten in day of the doctor but shh that’s for another post  i did love the humour, honestly, i adored how cheerful and light this master was. but he seemed to lack a lot of the fury, the pain, the insecurity he did in rtd’s run. i can’t imagine seeing moffat’s master tear up, the way we saw rtd’s. he is just too cold. 

that really leads me on to the second lil criticism i have - yes, the master is cruel. very cruel, actually. he’s done some of the worst things this franchise has seen. but there is one thing that defines his cruelty: it’s for the sole sake of getting to the doctor. yeah, he’s gleeful and certainly gets off on causing pain to others…because he knows this is a weapon the doctor is almost powerless against! his conscience, his guilt, his insistence to care for the little person, his refusal to accept collateral damage; the master can turn them all against him, can make the doctor crumple, with one well-placed strike. the master treats those things as weaknesses, faults - he doesn’t understand those qualities and wants to make the doctor see, like he sees, that they’re only holding him back. that’s why he hurts him. he loves the doctor - but he hates him - but he loves him. he wants the doctor to realise they’re not so different, after all. he wants to punish the doctor for being the things he cannot.

i do feel that in making simm utterly remorseless…or, i guess, indiscriminately remorseless is probably more my issue, and interspersing it with some of the best comedy this season has seen, it cut out a lot of that depth. there were some shockingly dark and meaty moments with simm, but man, without the hate and the pain and contempt behind them, they just felt cold. bit too cold.

but, honestly, he wasn’t the only master who suffered from Not Quite Enough Nuance. i felt that after spending the whole season fleshing out this redemption arc, and michelle’s utterly stunning performance - because she played it totally ambiguous as to what the master was actually feeling, and where she stood - i…didn’t ultimately understand her choice. i wanted to understand it, i wanted to believe it, but one speech didn’t really sell it for me! i mean. oh my god, was it an amazing speech. but i can’t believe that the reason the master, finally, chooses to fight with the doctor is “because he’s right”. of all the reasons, that one is the least believable to me. it undermines their friendship, their love. “because he’s my friend” would have been a…far more epic development, i personally think, and i feel a little snubbed by it all.

i do think that if this episode hadn’t tried to do so MUCH in one go, and had pared itself right down to master/master/doctor/cybermen + oh shit, bill, and not done the children, and the nardole/lady love plot, and the doctor’s regeneration, and the companions coming back, and heather, and the first doctor….! well, yeah. it was a lot, and i feel that the master’s story would have been more fleshed out if it was allowed to be the main plot of this finale. i think world enough and time worked better as an episode for this reason.

(not to say, oh my god, that i didn’t die during all of the regeneration/heather/one stuff. you bet i did. and i loved it. buuut i just sort of think that was a 3-parter, not a 2-parter in there.)

in terms of what they chose to do…well, i liked the concept. i think the actions are very believably master. thing is, though…we’ve established that the master would definitely rather die, than let the doctor, somehow, beat them. and the story 100% paid respect to that. but i felt that the finality of that story really sort of sat weirdly with me. ok, hear me out: ending simm’s regeneration by his other self murdering him? i can get behind that. ending the master’s ENTIRE life by his other self murdering him - no, i really can’t. to sell this entire story as really, an ending for the master’s arc in general, feels very…oh, i don’t know, it feels like cutting the character short. i think ending the master with a redemption arc does not quite do justice to the whole point of the doctor and the master. their relationship is just not as simple as good and evil, and i resent it being taken down to that.

in the end, what was that segment trying to show us? i believe it was trying to show us the entire, core conflict that will always end in tragedy for the doctor and the master: they both want to be with each other so very much, and they could never live with themselves, either one of them, if they did. and i honestly believe that the beauty and sadness and inevitability of that could have been done without making both masters kill each other.

that said. oh, i do love the bit where they laughed themselves silly. that was gorgeous. that was so them: backstab each other, and forgive in the same breath. that whole scene was so them. i’d accept all of it wholeheartedly, if it wasn’t treated as such a final resting place, a denouement for the master as a person.

i think this is representative of a larger moffat problem, which i’m going to touch on because i want to: moffat always seems to need to leave his “mark” on established events?? you know - the TARDIS noise is “leaving the brakes on”. the doctor’s real name, dealt with about 5 times in his run alone. he undoes the time war. he creates his own classic doctor instead of celebrating the existing ones. he takes ownership of the 13-regeneration-limit…even when the doctor is technically only strictly on number 12 (13?). he re-does the genesis of the daleks, just to have his own prints on it. there’s lots of other stuff too, but this kind of reeks of it to me…he has to have the final say on lots of doctor who canon, and he’s had his final say on the master. and i simply don’t agree.

the good thing about treating some things as sacrosanct (eg, the TARDIS, the Doctor’s name, etc) is that it allows all of us to form our own interpretations, and yeah. i do wish that this vision hadn’t been treated as the only answer to the master’s arc.

oh. and because i haven’t touched on it: i’m so here for the master flirting with themselves. blatantly. but you know, it sucks that we have simm/gomez, gomez/twelve, and the sexuality knob has been turned up as far as it can without breaking the rating on those…but we still can’t display m/m doctor/master. and i think that’s just really sad.


p.s. i’m also so here for the eyeliner. i mean….the master putting on eyeliner. on camera. welcome to the future, goddamn.

“That tastes like tequila and you.” || Joe Sugg Imagine

A/N – hey guys! first imagine of the day, this is for @bethedwardes1 she’s amazing!. let me know what you think, due to me only being 15 I’ve never had tequila, but ill try my best aha. love you all! x

- E x

— Joe’s POV –

She was the only person I ever dreamt of waking up with. Waking up next to her would give me butterflies, chills down my spine.

But I never had the guts to tell her that.

“Joe, you alright mate?” Conor says, snapping me out of my train of thought that was once again about her. Only Conor knew about my feelings for her and that was only because I told him when I was drunk.

“Yeah fine, sorry, what were you saying?” I say, shaking my head and leaning forward on the sofa as to not go off into a daydream again.

how did she have this effect on me every time?

I’d known her for almost two years now, and ever since I first layed eyes on her I knew what I wanted. I knew she was the one for me, to calm me down, to settle down with, the one to talk to. But every other boy in the club knew that too, but they took advantage of her. And I was the one she always complained to after being stood up the morning after again.

“Why don’t you just tell her? Worst thing that could happen is she could say no, but that wont happen.” He says, tapping me on the shoulder before standing up and walking into his kitchen.

“How do you know? You a psychic medium now?” I say with a laugh, earning a giggle from him over in the kitchen while he pours a drink.

“How could you tell?” He says, waving his hands around showing his silly side.

She always appreciated my silly side.

“Well, she’s going out with us again tonight, why don’t you try tell her then? it’ll be after a few drinks so you’ll both take whatever happens easier.” Conor mentions, walking back over to where I was sat and giving me the drink he had made.

Lets start the night.

— Time Skip —

“Jesus she looks amazing.” I say to Conor, while looking at her dancing from across the room.

We were in the usual nightclub, she was where she usually was, on the dancefloor, dancing with any nice looking guy she could find.

To me, she was the only nice looking girl here.

“Yeah, she does. And that guy clearly thinks so too. You need to go get her mate before she disappears with some random guy again.” Conor says, leaning his head closer to my ear so I could hear.

Her Y/H/C hair falls across her shoulder, and for a moment glimmers under the flashing lights of the club. Her dress hugging her body as she dances along to the music, her back facing some guy she’s never seen before, and would clearly leave her again in the morning. I never would.

Before I know it, I’m on my way over there. I’m not letting her get hurt again by some guy who would just leave her in the morning.

I’m not being the guy who listens to her sad story’s, I want to be the guy who creates her happy story’s.

“Mate, just leave like you would in the morning again.” I shout, before grabbing her by the arm and picking her up bridal style.

As we walk out, I hear the claps and the “what the hell?”‘s of the boys, before I hear Conor shout “Bloody finally!”.

“Joe what the hell are you doing? He was really fit!” She says, the alcohol very clearly straining her ability to think of the next morning.

I place her back down on her feet once we reach the street outside where the place looks abandoned, yet you can still hear the blazing music.

“Look. He would have left you tomorrow and you know it.” I say, looking her directly in the eye, where her pupils are dilated, and mine are probably the same.

“How do you know?” She says back, slurring her words slightly and she lifts a finger to prod me in the chest sassily.

“Because he isn’t me. I won’t leave you. Ever. The past two years, all I’ve wanted was to wake up next to you but I could never tell you because I was too scared you’d turn me down. All I want, Is to wake up next to you. Every time you complain to me about a boy you liked that left you the morning after, all I wanted to say was that  wouldn’ t but i didnt want to ruin what we already have.” I say, placing my arge hands on her shoulders and using the alcohol that curses through my body to say exactly what’s on my mind and praying to god I don’t ruin our friendship.

Suddenly, she brings her hands to cup my face and smashes our lips together. As they move I sync, I feel the blood curse around my body, electric shocks run up my spine, and the butterflies re appear.

“That tastes like tequila and you.” I say, after pulling my face away from hers and earning a laugh from both of us.

Maybe I will wake up with her tomorrow.

Listen here boy! Pt5 (finale)

“Oh my god!” you exclaimed, your hand covering your mouth as your eyes devoured page after page of Eric journal. Such hated, such loathing, such pain. Pages and pages filled with plans of mass destruction, mass murder, suicide. Pure hatred for mankind itself.

Once Eric had left you’d sat in the middle of your bed, absent-mindedly eating the candy as you read. You weren’t entirely sure if it was what you were reading or the candy, but you felt sick, totally utterly sick. Eric had or was still planning on blowing up the school and killing anyone and everyone in his sight. He’d taken meticulous notes on the school layout. Floor plans of the cafeteria and it and weak points to cause as much damage as possible. Worst of all Dylan would be joining him!

You rubbed your eyes hard trying to process what you were reading. How? “How could he believe that, that would do anything other than destroy everyones lives!” You groaned angrily.
As each page turned the hatred written in the grew and grew. You had to force yourself to read parts of how he wanted to violate other girls from your school. True hed written THOSE parts well before youd met and begun dating but it still sucked ass to read it. You finally reached August.

August 3rd 1997:
today, my whole outlook on life has shifted, y/n. She chose me, after 3rd I found a note folded in my locker, she’d liked me since middle school but was too shy to talk to me. ME!! A goddess was shy of me! Shy to talk to a loser like me!! My pounding heart, left me breathless as I read her note. She wanted to be with me! I’ve fucking loved her since the 1st time I saw her. I never thought in a million trillion years she would ever or had ever looked at me that way. Life as I know it now is filled with light and colours. The most prefect, beautiful and fucking smart girl in the whole universe said yes to me! My girlfriend. I feel giddy just thinking that! No matter what I’ll be good to her, I make this promise never to hurt my angel, the thought of her sad makes me want to kill anything thats causing that sadness. Y/n. Is it too early to tell her how much Iove always loved her? Would she freak out? Is this actually real?! I’ve never ever EVER felt such happiness. NBK may need to be canceled, I hope V will be ok with that…

You blushed at the entry. Youd spent hours writing and re writing that note for Eric. You heart jumped to your throat as he came up to that day holding the note and smiling at you. Hed asked you out right then and there. It was the greatest day of your whole life. Further into his journal you noticed how less his ‘NBK plan was mentioned. Replaced with how much life meant to him, how great the world was. How much the jocks didn’t even faze him anymore because he had you by his side.

March 27th 1998:
today I became a man. How perfect of a night could I even describe here? We are now one being. Body and soul connected. She felt so good! I fucking love y/n with every fibre of my being. And she loves me too!!! I tried to be so gentle with her, her face when I entered her was a flash of pain, fear and pleasure. She didnt want me to stop. In the warm night and under the stars we’d made love. I finally know what reznor means now by feeling them from the inside. Oh my god her body! And she tasted so good! I could of eaten her out for hours, and I will again as soon as she lets me!…

You giggled at the entry of your first fuck with Eric. It hurt but was amazing. It wasnt very long but youd both gotten muuuuccchhh better since that night. You paused as you felt the tell tale sign of you getting aroused.

“No no no! No time for that right now god damnit!!” You scolded yourself and turned the page. As you read closer to the current date Erics mood shifted in his pages. He raged about how he and Dylan got caught breaking into a van, how his dad was riding his ass for perfect grades even though he averaged at a A-. How the marines would most likely reject him for being on his medication. The pressure had made him rekindle his NBK idea, he continued about how torn he was. He hated school and what it did to him, how he was treated and how he just wanted some justice. But yet, he couldnt break his promise to you. He loved you! FUCKING loved you. Hed wrote about how he felt you too were becoming distant and he couldnt figure out why

“Maybe coz you were a vulgar asshole to me” you muttered quietly as you kept reading.
You finally reached the last entry. The day youd broken up with

February 7th 1999:
Today my purpose in life has ended. Y/n broke up with me. I’m so fucking stupid! All this time I thought she, SHE was getting distant with me, but it was all me. I fucking pushed her away. Treated her like shit. I broke my promise I made to myself when we 1st started dating. Oh god my heart physically hurts. I’ve cried more today than I’ve ever in my whole miserable life. I never deserved to be with such an angel. What have I done!! I can’t go on in life without her. I am nothing, FUCKING NOTHING without her. She brought life into my life when all I saw was darkness and death. I miss her so much and it’s been like what? 5hours. If it hurts this much from such a short amount of time, I won’t live till next week. The pain, the pain I feel is probably nothing to what I made her feel. I can’t lose her!! I will fight for her!! I NEED her. I’ll do anything. I will become celibate, I’d become one of those conformist jocks!, give up on the marines! NBK is off. All it did was let poison seep back into me. I took that out on her. Sorry will never be good enough. I’m holding her necklace right now. She tore it from herself and threw it at me. It was like watching her rip my heart out. I need to fix this bit how? HOW?! I never ever deserved her! But I can’t, and I won’t give up on her. Mom says to get over it and that there is plenty more girls in the world. But fuck her! What would she know about love? Her and dad barely speak! That’s not love! What y/n and I have is love. Pure true love! I won’t give up on that. I promised her.

The journal dropped from your shaking hands. You scrambled off your bed and raced for your car. Ignoring your mothers confused shout for you to slow down and stop. Turning the keys in your ignition your stereo strangely silent you raced for Eric’s house.
Your fist damn near left debts in the door as Eric’s dad Wayne answered and grumpily asked what you wanted. Much to his surprise you ignored him and pushed past him. Also ignoring his angry protests as you raced down to Eric’s room.

“ERIC!” You yelled as you opened his door. The room was empty, trashed and empty. Eric must of taken some of his anger and hurt at you breaking up with him out on the things in here. Looking around you saw an undamaged photo of you both. Picking it up you felt the tears begin to slide down your cheeks.

“Y/n…?” Came Eric’s quiet and confused voice as he exited his bathroom.
You spun around and faced him.

“Eric!” You choked and scrambled over his bed, rushing towards him before throwing your arms around his neck. He pulled you as close as he could to him, and buried his head in your neck.

“Shhh it’s ok baby…” he mumbled as his arms tightened harder around you. Your whole body shaking with your sobs.
“Eric…” you tried to choke out but he just shushed you, gently beginning to stroke your back.

“Baby it’s ok, it’s ok” he whispered to you.
“Eric I’m sorry!” You started before he stopped you, pushing you back slightly so he could look at you.

“Baby you’ve got nothing to say sorry for, I’m a asshole, I don’t deserve you but fuck I love you so so much, that my soul hurts. I can not imagine life without you, I can’t not, not have you in my life. NBK is off. I told Dylan earlier. I can’t lose you baby. You make life worth living for me. Nothing else matters to me but you! Seeing the pain I caused you crushed something deep inside. IM the ones whom is sorry. I made a promise for you and I broke it!”

You pulled him to your lips and kissed him hard, tears still falling from your eyes.
“Eric never leave me, please!” You breathed heavily looking into his eyes. His own eyes shimmered with tears threatening to fall. He rested his forehead against yours.

“I’m not going anywhere baby, not now, not ever. You have me, mind body and soul. Now and forever more my angel.”

YouTuber Confessional - Jack Maynard Imagine

A/N- hey love, can I pretty please have an imagine where you’re joe’s sister and you do a video for his channel like the youtuber confessional one he did with zoe, and he gets you to admit that you have feelings for jack. I hope you’re not overloaded with requests, but if you are, please take your time to write mine, theres no rush! x

Actually enjoyed writing this one! Enjoy :)

Joe called me last night saying he wanted to start a new YouTube video series and he wanted me to be in the first episode. I did question what i would be doing but he said all to be revealed. Being Joe’s sister i for sure knew this was going to be one of those weird but wonderful videos. 

Joe had been setting up in the bedroom for the past 20 minutes making sure everything was out correct and in position. I wasn’t allowed to see what was happening because apparently it would wreck the surprise. Touching up my make-up and finding a decent t-shirt to wear i waited for Joe to give me the all clear. When this happened i walked into the bedroom to see Joe sitting on a chair wearing a reverend/pastor costume. I sat down in the spare seat awaiting to hear what this was all about. 

“What the hell Joe?” I started to laugh, there was no way i was going to take this seriously. 

“Shhhh im going to start my video now” Joe said. I bit down on my lip trying to contain my laughter. 

“So today i thought i’d start a new series on my youtube channel and its called, i dont know what its called” So starting a new series and he doesnt even have a name for it yet, good one Joe!

“Call it youtube confessional” I suggested. 

“Youtuber confessional or the youtuber confessional?”

“The youtube confessional” Finally agreeing on what to call it, the video continued. 

“You look like you have a lot of confessionals stored in that pea shaped head” 

“I do” I nodded. 

“Now Y/N im giving you the opportunity to confess your sins” I nodded once again while pulling faces causing Joe to look down and laugh. 

“Stop it please im trying to be serious there” 

“Sorry” I looked down trying to look sad but failing. 

“Lets begin! What is your worst habit?” Joe asked first. 

“Oh god, I dont know. Erm, probably biting my nails” I openly admitted.

“Thats disgusting, what do you do with the nail you bit off?” Joe asked with a strange facial expression.

“I either spit them out or swallow them”

“What kind of human are you” We both laughed. 

“How much do you get paid?”

“Well that’s personal!, it varies every month. But i tell you this, the media have never got it right” I truthfully said. I don’t like when the media get involved making up stories just because they don’t have anything good to cover.

“Are you a millionaire?” 

“Joe! You tell me, am i?” 

“You probably have more than me” This was probably true, I was known as the saver in the family. 

“When was the last time you flew economy?” 

“Like 2 weeks ago when i came back from Italy” 

“I forgot you went there did you enjoy it?”

“I did thank you”

“Do you scrunch or fold toilet paper when you wipe your arse?” Where the hell do these questions come from.

“I fold unless im drunk then i scrunch so i can hurry off the toilet” Joe let out a little chuckle knowing what i was like when drunk. 

“Worst habit on social media” 

“Using the emojis too often or when they arent needed” 

“You should use Joemoji” Joe said winking at the camera. “Self branding there”

“Have you ever slept with a youtuber?”


“Are you sure?” Joe re-questioned

“Of course”

“Do you dislike any of your brothers friends?” I let out a chuckle as Joe started referring to himself in third person. 

“No i like them all”

“Which one do you like the most?” 

“I like them all equally” I started to get a little defensive. Obviously there was one i liked more but Joe shouldn’t know who it is. I’ve never dropped hints, i’ve never purely shown it. 

“Come on tell me, i know your hiding something” This was the worst part about it. With me and Joe being so close we knew each other inside out. I knew when he was hiding something or when he wasn’t his self and it seems he was the same way with me.

“Y/N this is called YouTube confessional, you’re meant to tell the truth” Joe smirked. 

“I am telling the truth” Well i wasn’t.

“Well i know it’s not Oli as you see him as a brother” 


“It’s not Josh or Mikey because you’ve friendzoned them a few times in conversations plus they wouldn’t try it on with you”


“It’s either Caspar Jack or Conor” Joe started to put his thinking hat on staring at me the whole time. Almost like he was trying to read my mind.

“It’s not Conor” 

“Right” I was so scared for him to figure out this secret of mine. I mean crushing on one of this friends is a bit weird right? But I did get on with them all, they were in my age range to which is a bonus. I blame Joe for having genuine good friends. 

“It’s Jack, you like Jack” He proudly smiled knowing he cracked it as i remained silent. How did he conclude to that. It’s quite scary actually. All i could think of was the heat rising to my cheeks. 

“Y/N you like Jack!” Joe kept shouting clapping his hands. 

“Ok ok calm down” 

“How long? How long have you liked him?” Ugh I hated talking about my feelings especially when it happens to be about one of my brothers best mate. 

“A few months now” I mumbled not exactly wanting to get into it. 

“I knew it! Every time i see you two together the looks you give each other is different. I’ve never seen you like it before and i’ve definitely not seen Jack like it before and I know what Jack is like” The heat reaching to my cheeks was for sure making them turn bright red. The lights in the room didn’t help either. It was like interrogation.  

I tried not to like Jack but he was just different, i knew his reputation but i didn’t see that. It’s like he changed. From the day Joe introduced me to him i got butterflies. I’m not a nervous person when it comes to meeting new people but meeting Jack. He was the first. The flirting between us happened every now and again but I didn’t actually realise it happened at times, it just came naturally. He made me happy. He made me smile. When looking across a room I would always see the blue eyes looking in my direction, the small compliments he would give me when no one else was around or listening, the brushing against each other when walking back one another. But i didn’t want to say anything in case it did something to Joe and Jacks friendship. Just being a good sister. 

“Why didn’t you say something?” Joe asked.

“Because i’m your little sister, i thought you may have thought it’s strange for me to be liking one of your friends. When a boy tries to flirt or make a move you’ve given them the death stare. Don’t say you dont or haven’t because you have”

“But have you noticed i never stopped Jack?” That was something to think about. “I know Jack has liked you for a while now, he confined in me. He also felt bad but i said it was ok as i saw the change in him” 

“Why didnt you tell me!!”

“Because i wasn’t sure if you liked him, i wanted to wait to see if i could get it out of you and now i have!” 

“You’re so sly” I folded my arms and left back in the chair letting out a small laugh. 

“You love me. Oh he’s coming around here later i invited him”

“Joe! You don’t even live here and you’re invited people around” 

“You’ll thank me later”

“Is the camera still filming?” We both looked towards it and laughed.

“For god sake i’m going to have so much editing to do” 

anonymous asked:

yay! I'm excited that requests are open again:D may I request Mcree, Hanzo, Zary and Mei finding their crush drinking in a bar and decide to join them after either one have a bad day?

Glad you`re excited ^*^ I`m actually excited as well haha

McCree :

At first he didn`t see your face so he was prepping to chat you up
Then you turned to face him and his face suddenly sank
What are they doing here? He could tell you weren`t exactly excited to see him there
After a few secounds of awkward silence, Mccree called the bartender to get him a drink
He gave you a reasuring smile “You don`t have to drink alone tonight hun”
At first, it was awkward between you two, but after a few minutes of awkward small talk, you two started getting more and more comfortable, maybe because of the alchohol, but who cares, not you two
After a while you two finally decided you had drowned your sorrows in enough drinks and you ended up sleeping over at mccree`s, at least you two were smart enough to not fuck in your drunk daze
But McCree did express how he thought you were really fucking cute

Hanzo :

He was sitting there drinking on his own in a booth when he looked up and recognized your face
Some guy was being a fucking bitch and trying to chat you up..
Hanzo sighed, taking a sip of his drink, deciding it was best to just leave it be
But then he saw the fucker put something in your fucking drink while one of his friends distracted you
That`s what made him stand up and walk over there
he put his arm around your shoulder and looked the guy straight in the eyes with the most intimidating stare he could muster
“Is he bothering you, honey?” He emphisized on he word “honey”
Once he scared the guys off he wasted no time sitting down and looking at you “You ok?”
You looked away, your hand grabbing for your drink he pulled it away “Dont drink that..”
He dragged you back to his place, where he gave you some sake he had laying around and sighed
“You are such a handfull…”

Zarya :

Zarya was sendt a message from your drunken self that you were at that bar
She had to pick you up.
Once she found you in the bar she payed the bartender and left with you
She drove you to her place, you were too drunk to take care of yourself..
“Honestly, why do you keep doing things like this..?”
She was disapointed but someone had to help you out one way or another…
But she would be lying if she said she didnt enjoy taking care of you
She liked it, It was fun.

Mei :

Tbh, What happened at watchpoint antartica does take a toll on her..
So sometimes she has those nights where she just has to get a drink or two…. or five
When she saw you there, she just kind of, smiled
At least she wasnt alone
After enough drinks, she mustered the courage to talk to you
You two chatted for a while before going to your place
You two talked about your problems and vented to eachother for the rest of the night until you fell asleep on each other`s shoulders

it’s not fine

Jin, You | Drabble/One-Shot

Originally posted by seokjkim

i cannot swallow the words lingering on my lips; it’s not fine

Word Count: 3.5k

A/N: mainly inspired by taeyeon’s ‘fine’ but then interrupted by yu seungwoo’s ‘you’re beautiful’ and so this is a mix of the two songs… i tried to make it as soft as possible but sadly im not that talented and its been so long since ive attempted a warm angst.

ALSO HAPPY BIRTHDAY @flowerboyscouts THIS IS FOR YOU GIRL! do well on your exams, and if ur reading this after exams, hope (i know) you aced it!

Seokjin thinks he’s finally going insane. It was long overdue anyway.

He clears his sight once again, looking at the bright road before him, the two faceless couples now disappeared into thin air in the blink of an eye.

Yeah. He’s definitely going insane. Why else would he stare at someone like they’re some kind of a strange creature, when they’re just as human as him?

He shakes his head and goes about his way, the city sky turning pink around him. It was a rarity that sunset is this beautiful, especially in cities. He stops in an uphill way, watching the buildings being engulfed by the darkness that stands right after the radiant sun, waiting to take its place.

He takes his phone out, wanting to capture the moment, but he stills as he sees the lock screen.

He still hadn’t changed it from your picture.

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Drawing tips and advice

Hey guys johnny the black mage here, with a brand new tutorial post. It’s been a pretty long time since I made a post like this. And to be honest, i didn’t think they were good enough. I didn’t think that what i had written might actually help people. But today i decided to take a gamble and go at it again. And what better way to start then to createone on the first day of inktober. Before I begin, i want to say that all the tips, advice, and observations here is what i learned from drawing every day. Every time i lose hope or confidence during a drawing, i think of these pieces of advice. They are quite helpful. Especially if your just starting out. Well let’s begin.

1# Understand that a drawing may take more time then a few minutes: This is an important piece of advice i learned after a bit of trial and error with a few drawings i did a while back. One thing you have to realize, is that sometimes depending on your skill level, a drawing may take you a bit more time. Especially if your a beginner. Sometimes a drawing may take you a few minutes, hours or hell maybe even longer. A day, a few days, a few days more, That’s just how it sometimes when your just starting out. But as you practice and get better, you will reach the point where you will be able to compose a drawing in a few minutes, compared to an hour. The best thing you could take from this piece of advice, is that your drawing will get done. It will just take a bit longer to complete.

2# Re draw re draw and RE DRAW: This part is very important it actually piggy backs from the first step. If a drawing is giving you a hard time, re draw it until you get it right. re draw is your best friend if a drawing is giving you a hard time. What i do, is figure out what areas are going to give me a difficult time, then i re draw those difficult areas one at a time over and over again about 20 or 50 times until i get them right. Re drawing is useful, but it won’t solve all your problems.

This is where the next tip comes into play the most important one in fact

3# Find mistakes and fix them: Like i said in the previous tip, this is the most important step, if you want get yourself out of frustration quickly. You need to form a habit to scan your drawing for mistakes and errors. After i find the mistakes in my drawings, i create a list of all the errors i have found on A piece of scratch paper. when i redraw the picture again all i look at the piece of scratch paper and avoid all the errors i written down. A lot of the errors you will find will be based around lines, proportion, and angels. Once you find the mistakes, you can either erase the drawing and start from scratch, or just fix the mistakes best you can. What you can do, is take your drawing and put it in front of the mirror, showing you all the errors in your drawing instantly. Then all you would have to do is write down all the errors you see. I would do this for a short time. Then practice looking for mistakes on your own. You don’t want to always have to rely on the mirror to spot mistakes when you can do it yourself. all it takes is a bit of practice.

3# Fix mistakes as you go: Another tip that will keep you from having to fix a whole drawing, is to fix any error you see immediately, the reason why we sometimes come to a point in a drawing where we have to erase a drawing and start over, is because we let all those mistakes build up. Because we didnt take care of them right off the bat. So getting rid of errors the moment you see them not only kills frustration, but allows you to finish a drawing much faster.

As you draw keep an eye out for any mistakes correcting them as you go. Doing this is good for geting you into the habit of looking and fixing mistakes. It will also let you get by a drawing much faster.

4# Don’t be afraid to redo a drawing: Don’t be afraid to redo a drawing if you know it’s not going to come out good. If you come to that point, suck it up, erase, and start over, and avoid any errors you may have found. It may be painful to erase a drawing you have worked so hard on, but do it anyway. You will come out with a much better drawing In the end.

5#Trust in the pencil: This is a tip i learned a few days ago. When your doing a drawing, doubt can quickly set in. Especially if it’s a drawing you think you can’t do. That’s when you have to trust the pencil and just draw. You have to believie that your going to draw what you set out to draw. And in order to do that, you have to not only belive in yourself, but also belive in the pencil. You have to believe that your lines, your proportions, your color, your shading, everything. You have to believe in yourself and trust in the pencil that everything will come out good. Believe that everything will turn out ok.

6# Draw spontaneously: Like i said, one of the biggest hurduling blocks in drawing is doubt and thinking. The wrong kind of thinking that is. Sometimes when we think we can’t draw we start to doubt. When that happens we spend more time afraid to draw then to actually draw. So to bypass that what you need to do is just draw. Be spontanious don’t worry about lines, shape none of that. Just be spontaneous. And after doing this for a while, fix up your drawing and correct the mistakes. While you are doing this you will also notice that your lines will be more fluid, lose and confident as well.

7# do it anyway: another tip is that whenever you feel like you can’t draw a good line, draw it anyway if you do this there is a 90% chance your line will come up acurite and more confentdent.

8# Don’t try to be prefect: Alright so the second to last tip is not to be prefect. Most of the time we obsess over every little line, every little shape and detail to the point where it just drains us of all the motivation to work. Why because we try to be prefect. If you are one of these people i encourage you to try not to be as prefect. If a tiny detail is off, let it go and move on. If a line doesn’t look quite right let that go too. Unless it’s a big mistake be free and not stress too much.

9# Belive you can do it: One of my favorite and easiest pieces of advice i can give you is to simply belive in yourself that’s it. Believe that you can and will become the greatest at your craft. That’s what helps me and keeps me going every day. @jump-around-jumpjump @leaderofultra12345 @kingofmonroeville @do-the-art-things

I’m re-watching Season 1 of TVD and I’ve gotten to episode 19, the Miss Mystic Falls pageant. And I’m starting to notice just how much, even from the beginning, they kind of failed with Elena’s character. 

  • Scene 1: In the dressing room getting ready for the pageant. So, you have Aunt Jenna fixing Elena’s hair and Elena is obviously not all that enthused about the pageant. She is telling Jenna how her mom made it seem like so much fun and Jenna counters that Elena was very excited herself when they had signed up for it before her parents died. And Elena says that indeed she was, but she would be happier if her mom were there to share it with her. 
  • Scene 2: Early on in the episode we see that Elena had completely forgotten about the pageant, only being reminded when Caroline brings it up. It is made to seem that Elena is going to do the pageant because it was something very important to her and her mother before she died. 
  • Scene 3: Then we have the whole monologue of all the girls competing, pleading their case to the judges of the pageant. Why they should be chosen etc. One girl talks about community service that she did…community service done because she got a DUI…L O L. Not gonna be her, apparently. Another mentions that she has already won Miss Mystic before…she’s probably off the table. And another seems to be a very kind, sweet girl…who isn’t from a Founding Family. She is just there to make it seem as if the competition isn’t a special Founders event. It is. So that leaves Caroline and Elena. Caroline lists off her accomplishments. It is a pretty astounding list. No way are any of these girls going to have gotten involved with and done more for this town than Caroline Forbes. Seriously. Elena sweetly gives a speech mentioning that she hasn’t been as involved lately (obviously due to her parents death) where she again puts emphasis on her mother and the values and legacy she thus instilled upon Elena. 

The point? To empathize with Elena right? Cheer for Elena, she deserves it, she’s our girl! Rah, rah, rah!!!

So, I’m gonna go back to my first point. Jenna and Elena talking about her mother. The whole little scene was intended to make us root for Elena, not necessarily just to win the pageant but as a character all together. The whole time it was like there was a neon sign flashing above her head sympathy, sympathy, sympathy. * Applause, applause, applause* Love her! Pick this one! She’s special!

Then Elena gets up to go put on her dress, and the scene cuts to Caroline. Caroline Forbes, bubbly Caroline, in her bright hot pink robe, her make-up table & hair station over-flowing with products. Shallow, superficial Caroline Forbes. The back-up, she tries so hard but she’s never the one, she’s a kiddie pool. Right….right? No. Fuck you. She was never a kiddie pool. 

A literal maybe 8 second cut-to-scene of her all alone looking in the mirror and Caroline Forbes suddenly has ALL of my sympathy.

Earlier in the day it seemed as if she was hoping that Elena would drop out of the pageant because she wants this sooooo bad but she could never beat golden girl Elena. But Caroline has heard this whole conversation, and this used to mean something to Elena too and she has lost her parents and minutes later when Elena wants to drop out Caroline says no, this was important to you once, this IS important. She pushes her fear of always being second to this girl aside, she crushes it to be a good friend to her.

That little glimpse we get of Caroline’s face in the mirror is meant to show us that she sees it, she understands what Elena is going through. She is not blind to it. Christ, even Caroline who wants to win so badly sympathizes with Elena. And it was meant to show that there is more to her, which, !yay! character growth, that’s fantastic! But that is not why Caroline got my sympathy and love in that instant. It wasn’t the look on her face that showed that even she loved Elena, even though she has been competing with her since they were children. 

Caroline was alone. All alone. Both of her parents are still alive but neither are there for her. On this special day that means so much to her, she sits alone. No mother primping her hair, no father wishing her good luck. And Liz is there at the pageant. In uniform as security perhaps, but she never comes to say you look beautiful or I’m proud of you, after she wins. At this point the only champion of Caroline Forbes is Caroline herself. And goddamn it, rip my still beating heart out why don’t you, because it pumps for this girl. 

And then you realize that even though Elena’s parents are dead, she still has people there for her always. The line of Elena worshipers stretches around the block. You kill her parents but Aunt Jenna is here for her, and the Salvatore’s too. Let’s kill Jenna. Oh, but Alaric will step in. Let’s kill him now. But Jeremy is still here and all of her friends and the Salvatore’s who will do anything for her too. Time for her to lose Jeremy as well. But oh wait, we can’t let that stand because her best friend who will die for her a thousand times can fix it. She is a vampire now. But no, she never wanted that. Let’s all risk Apocalypse Now to fix that for her too. 

You made everyone love her and you killed everyone she loves. To show worthiness, and growth, and strength I suppose. She loses everyone and still goes on. Every one in the show will do anything it takes to keep her safe. So she must be someone worth rooting for. Right? No. Because fuck you. 

It took a 10 second scene for me to fall in love with Caroline Forbes and I will love her forever. But damn did you fail hard with Elena Gilbert. 

I don’t know what this is. A jumbled, sticky mess of my Caroline Forbes feels mostly. As soon as this scene happened, and I got the full impact of it again, I had to pause my shit and get all my feels out. I thought I was going to explode. For the record, I never disliked Elena until probably toward the end of Season 3. ….Until I started this re-watch. Now I’m really starting to see why some people hated her from the jump or like me just never cared much about her or got that special ‘oomph’ from her character.