soon i can update

Welp I guess my birthday is as good a time as any to let you guys know about what’s being going on and why I haven’t been posting on here. I’ve kinda felt so much pressure, from myself really, to produce good content for you all, and I just can’t handle it and keep pushing it aside cos of all the anxiety. What doesn’t help is my lack of ideas as well so I kinda took a little hiatus of sorts. Now that university has started up again I’m as busy as ever and as stressed out as ever. I’m not sure I can give assurance that I’ll update anytime soon, but I thought it’d be nice to let you guys know what’s up. Thanks for standing by me so long guys, and here’s to hopefully more princess content in the future.

Lance chibi wip •v•!!

((I’m so sorry guys!!! I just haven’t been able to kick off the art block recently. I promise this blog will not die as long as my love for Redglare lives.( It will never be dead, in other words. I promise I will update as soon as I can!

Do you guys prefer the toony style I used to answer asks with, or would you rather the more realistic style I’ve taken more recently? Let me know!))

Some Magikarp Jump Tips

-If you click on the tv and cancel it 14 times, a ghost girl will appear after your next training session. Running from the ghost will cause your Magikarp’s max level to go up by one. (Available once)

-If you repeatedly tap your Magikarp when it’s above water, a Pidgeotto will come and take it away. This is useful if you want some quick exp. (Available once)

-If you repeatedly tap your Magikarp while it’s below water, your Everstone will break, and Magikarp will evolve when it’s level 20 or higher. Also useful for getting some exp, but it takes longer. (Available once)

-If you tap on your Trainer Rank and scroll down, you can force-retire your Magikarp after having trained it a certain amount of times. (Unlimited availability)

-Forcing your Magikarp to retire will eventually earn you some free diamonds, as it’s an achievement. (Available 5 times total, amount of Magikarp increasing each time)

-If you force-retire your Magikarp for experience/diamonds, be sure to max its size first, as you also get diamonds if you happen to unlock a new pattern. It’s also a good idea to have it participate in as many league battles as possible first, so you get as much experience as possible.


DAYDAY (데이데이)

Company: HYWY Entertainment



Shin Seola

Real Name: Shin Eunbi

D.O.B: 1993.04.16

  • Former Trainee At Music K & Yamam&Hotchicks
  • Former Member Of Girl Goup N-Bulance


D.O.B: 1997.12.16


Real Name: Jeon Minju

D.O.B: 1994.09.08

- Leader

  • Former Member Of The Ark
  • Former Contestant On K-Pop Star 6


Real Name: Lee Soohyun

D.O.B: 1996.09.05

  • Former Contestant On Produce 101 S1 (Finished At 13)
  • Former I.B.I Member


Real Name: Kim Eunbi

D.O.B: 1994.?.?

  • Appeared On ‘I Can Hear Your Voice’

This will be updated as soon as more information is released!

Please REBLOG to show LOVE & SUPPORT to DayDay!

Top Surgery List
1. Seattle, WA – Dr Mangubat []
2. Portland, OR – Dr Hansen []
3. Greenbrae, CA – Dr Satterwhite, Dr Crane *+ []
4. San Francisco, CA – Dr Mosser []
5. Salt Lake City, UT – Dr Agarwal []
6. Tucson, AZ – Dr Taki, Dr Larson []
7. Albuquerque, NM – Dr Morehouse []
8. San Antonio TX – Dr Lawton []
9. Austin, TX – Dr Crane *+ []
10. Plano, TX – Dr Raphael+, Dr Dulin []
11. Madison, WI – Dr King []
12. Chicago, IL – Dr Schechter + []
13. Ann Arbor, MI – Dr Kuzon []
14. Cleveland, OH – Dr Medalie []
15. Atlanta, GA – Dr Lincenberg []
16. Davie, FL – Dr Garramone []
17. Ft Lauderdale, FL – Dr Sassani []
18. Baltimore, MD – Dr Fischer, Dr Schuster []
19. Ardmore, PA – Dr Rumer []
20. Philadelphia, PA – Dr Leis []
21. New York, NY – Dr Alter []
22. Boston, MA – Dr Tobias []
*Splits time between California and Texas
+ Also performs bottom surgery
•Disclaimer: this is not a fully inclusive list, merely a resource.
•Disclaimer 2: please excuse their language and use of phrases like “born in the wrong body” and so on.
•Disclaimer 3: I didn’t make this infographic, @seethestarsblaze did. It won’t let me link as I am on mobile and it’s being weird. I promise I will update as soon as I can, and I’m sorry I didn’t think to look for credit earlier. However we think that the blue-shaded states are for masculine identifying (breast reduction), and the pink-shaded states are for feminine identifying (breast enhancement).

Links and info valid as of February 2017.


The T.O. & the BOOT! I’m really excited about this project. I’ve been developing it for a good handful of years and am currently figuring out publishing options. It’s a pretty crazy story with quite a few moving parts, so I’m still tightening things up; but I’m hoping to have something for people to read ONLINE for FREE sometime soon! 

It’ll be my first time doing my own thing (Story + Art) since serializing PEEPO CHOO with Kodansha and I’m really PUMPED! 

I might have to try crowdfunding this. Hope I can get enough interest & support! More info soon!

POST UPDATE: Just adding some more teaser images :)

❝ Even if you go to Tokyo… can I still be your girlfriend ? ❞

elsa12tmnt  asked:

Wait, I thought she wasn't able to answer because the annoying dog took her phone. And the dog was hanging around in waterfall and other places outside the ruins, so I don't think that can be evidence to say there isn't a faulty signal (although I'm not saying there is). You guys have a post about that, I swear. The dialogue is when you are in the room with the mysterious artifact, and, when you call Toriel, the phone (which is with the dog in your inventory) rings in your pocket.

(undertale spoilers)

Yes, the ringing does come from the dog in Frisk’s inventory in the artifact room. It is a hilarious gag that calls back to the shenanigans in the Ruins when the dog steals Toriel’s phone. However, Toriel manages to recover her phone.

Furthermore, when the dog has the phone, the following is seen when Frisk tries to call Toriel.

This is very different from “Nobody picked up,” which is seen as soon as Toriel leaves the living room to close off the Ruins door. 

While Toriel cheerfully calls Frisk a “silly child” for dialing her while she is sitting in front of them, Toriel refuses to answer the phone after Frisk insists on leaving the Ruins.

Even calling Toriel again in the basement will result in the same text.

Keep Me Warm When You’re Not Here...

If you’d rather read the fic on AO3 the LINK IS HERE


When Keith leaves the team for his mission with the Blade he leaves behind a few things he won’t need… like his leather jacket.

Coincidentally Lance has misplaced his own jacket.

Hey Peaches! I will be updating All Aboard as soon as I can - this was just a fun little fic I did with a friend.

PS: my sister who had never seen Voltron binged it with me and her favorite character is Shiro - so I need to draw more of him. (She digs the show and finds Zarkon to be obsessive - and totes agrees that Shiro needs a vacation)

Please enjoy this little angsty romance fic I co-wrote with my bestie.

Keep reading


Alright I’ll be out on business all weekend so I don’t think I’ll be able to work at all, that includes creating content for the blog so it might look a little empty for a couple of days.

Everything should be back to normal on Monday, though. Hopefully you guys will understand. Just wanted to let you all know before the “are you dead?!” messages start coming in. 

Catch y'all on Monday~

It’s occured to me that most of you are probably unaware of all the places this nonsense has spread to. So if you’re interested, there’s all these things:

If you’re on twitter, there’s a twitter that auto-posts whatever goes up on the tumblr:


There’s an AO3 where I archive the ficlets and longer asks and answers. 


There’s a Redbubble if you wanna buy stuff–art or stickers or shirts or whatever. If you’d like background colors changed, let me know. 


However, the best way to get in touch with me–Mod Hell–is gonna be through tumblr, though if you’re on anon I may not respond. You’re welcome to send me a logged in ask or message if you like. I’ll try to get back to you as soon as I can manage, but no promises. 

Anyways, thought I’d keep ya updated!

Cursed (pt 3)

Originally posted by lethargicmin

pt 1 | pt 2 | pt 3 | pt 4 | pt 5 | pt 6 | pt 7 | pt 8 | pt 9 | pt 10 | pt 11 | pt 12 | pt 13 | pt 14

Cat!Yoongi x Reader AU

(A/n) Oh would you look at that~ I updated~ 

Your mind runs through a number of possible relations this woman could have with Min Yoongi, your insides twisting at each one.

Cousin? Friend? Old classmate? Lover? One night stand? It could be anything, and you didn’t want to be someone who would jump immediately to conclusions. It could be anything, and you didn’t want to raise your hopes up. Hopes up for what? The possibility that he could be single?

And who were you to suddenly have a possessiveness over him, he was your cat, but now he was a free-willed human who you didn’t have to carry around? He could now do things on his own now that he was back in human form, you had no rule over that. Yoongi wasn’t even yours to begin with.

Glancing at the woman, who is dressed in all black, from her flowy skirt and blouse down to her heels, even her hair is pitch black contrasting against her pale skin and vibrant scarlet lips. Her eyes are dark, accentuated by her winged eyeliner and light colored shadow, as they focus solely on the man in front of her. You can’t help but resent her despite not knowing who she was, you can’t help the jealousy that this beautiful woman was now talking to Yoongi.

She’s chewing on her bottom lip, and curling her hair around her index finger flirtatiously, and you just want to vomit. You’re not too fond of flirting, but right now, you find it absolutely revolting.

That’s when you remember, a flicker of hope sparking inside of your chest at the thought, if she were someone of importance to Yoongi in an intimate way then why had he sounded and looked so upset when he saw this woman? Perhaps an ex girlfriend? There’s that possibility of what if. What if this? What if that? You wonder if maybe you’re expecting too much out of your cat turned human.

The longer they talk, the more you think you’re going to go crazy with misunderstanding and questions. You sit there obediently, waiting for Yoongi like he told you to as he converses with this stranger. That’s when you wonder how the roles have suddenly switched, not too long ago he was your cat who you always scolded and told what to do.

Okay, maybe, you were just overthinking everything.

No no no, you couldn’t be, right? Wasn’t it normal for a female to feel jealous when some gorgeous woman comes walking on over to their man? Yoongi was definitely not your man in some way whatsoever. He was your cat, let’s get that straight. It was just a bonus that he was actually a cursed human.

You had gotten him out of pure luck. Hell, you had a probability of one out of twelve, how the heck did you get somewhat lucky enough to score a cat that would inevitably turn into such a good looking man. If you think about it, you could have ended up with any other cat and wouldn’t be in this situation.

Maybe it’s God looking down upon you and thinking about how he should do something about your status as never dated ever, and celibate as fuck because she can’t even keep a date for more than the date itself or for more than five minutes when they’re brought home. Perhaps Yoongi was a sign, that he was the one, this was your only chance. A rather peculiar sign, but a sign nonetheless that your wishes to have a man in your life were answered with this cat-man—

Okay hold the damn phone.

You inhale sharply when the woman places a hand on his hand, her eyes catching yours as she leans closer until her scarlet lips are barely touching his ear. Her eyes are mysterious just like the first time she caught your gaze, narrow and mischievous as she speaks into his ear.

Maybe it’s just you, but you can swear her expression is way too sensual to be a normal conversation. It’s not like you know the definition or living image of what sensual looks like with how much of a virgin you really are. When she smirks at you, the curl of her lips annoying you greatly, you feel shivers run up your spine and you quickly look away.

It’s a few moments later when Yoongi returns to your side. When you catch a glimpse of where he last stood, the stranger is long disappeared as if she hadn’t existed.

“Hey, (y/n), what’s wrong?”

There’s hands gripping your shoulders, and Yoongi’s face is just inches from yours. You notice there’s no longer any trace of anger or resent, as if he didn’t just have to speak to a rather gorgeous woman and it was just a figment of your imagination. Your next thought is that he for the first time called you by your name and not a kinky pet name, your heart pounding at the sound of it, sounding so perfect from the first to the very last syllable.

His lips are moving, you’re well aware of that,  but you don’t hear the words and just focus on what it’d feel like for them to be pressing against yours. So pink and soft, you want him to swallow you whole, to ravish you with just his mouth.

“(Y/n)? Hey, tell me what’s wrong before I kiss you.”

At this rate, you kinda don’t want to respond and let him do as he pleases, but you look up at him with a frown, “Nothing’s wrong.”

He raises a brow at your curt response, the distracted look on your face.

“Are you sure?”

“I’m fine,” you say, wincing at the sharpness of your voice, noticing how he backs off immediately and shrugs it off, “Let’s just go home now, I’ve gotten enough fresh air.”

There’s awkwardness lingering in the air as you both walk back to your apartment, you walking ahead of him as he quietly follows after. You can feel the stare burning into the back of your head as you punch in your floor number and retreat into the corner of the elevator.

You wonder if maybe you’re just over exaggerating everything, it’s not like you even knew who that woman was. It was none of your business in the first place. Min Yoongi might have been your cat, Suga, but now he was pretty much a total stranger with a past you knew nothing of, and personality and habits you have yet to find out if he chooses to stay with you.

He makes attempt to speak to you, but you’re still unsure of what to do with the twist inside your chest. It’s an all new version of jealousy, and you want it to stop.

Inside your apartment, it goes on like this for the rest of the day. And you can tell it’s really bothering him and you just want to spill all the secrets of world to him at the distressed look on his face. He’s pouting and scrunching his eyebrows, and you start to think that maybe he’s making these faces on purpose because he knows how you have soft spot for him, cat form or not.

The silence is too much to bear, especially with the conspicuous way he’s blatantly staring at you. When you stand from the couch, he’s mirroring your move and following you.

“Okay I can’t take it anymore, you need to spit it out whatever is bothering you.”

Your face flushes, as you practically sprint to get to your room if it weren’t for the quick hand that curls around your arm and keeps you from home plate.

When you’re turned, you forget how to breathe. He pulls you against him, chest-to-chest, nose-to-nose. You swear you could just lean forward just one inch and you’d be able to finally taste his lips.

However, that’s far from your mind when you remember the look the woman had given you and the strange smile on her face she had directed at you.

“It’s nothing,” you say, pulling away to create some distance in between you both, “Today has been rather strange.. okay?”

“I-I’m going to go sleep now.. G-good night..” You try, you sincerely try and get yourself out of the situation, but obviously you can’t when his grip is firmer than ever around your wrist and yanking you backwards and into the wall.

A yelp escapes you as your back meets the wall, your arms pinned under his hands on both sides of your head. He’s so close, so very close, his body melding into yours, until you wonder if it were possible to get even closer than he already was.

His eyes are constantly flitting from your eyes and down to your lips, his tongue smoothing over his bottom lip slowly. When you think he’s going to lean in for a kiss, his lips are at the curve of your ear, his hot breath making you tremble and squeeze your eyes shut in anticipation.

“You may not know me, but I know you (y/n), and something is bothering you.”

Honestly, you’d like to slap him and scream at him that as of now your problem was not being jealous but that he was pressed up against you with his lips at your ear.

His hands move from your wrists, fingers sliding slowly and rather sensuously down your skin, over your clothed sides and making purchase on your hips, massaging and fingering gently at your shirt.

With your hands free, you place your palms flat on his chest and try to push him away up until he fully wraps his arms around your waist.

“Stop ignoring me, kitten, I need answers not silence, tell me what’s wrong.”

His breath is gone from your ear, when you feel his lips peck your forehead lightly. Opening your eyes shyly, face flushed, you’re welcomed by a warm smile that curved his mouth.

You’ve never been kissed before, just any kind of kiss in general, and your heart is racing at the speed of light when you reach up to graze your fingers over your forehead.

“U-uh.. I…” you stammer in a fluster, the male watching you expectantly.

You suddenly feel embarrassed, that maybe after all you were just overreacting and that Yoongi did not deserve you being short with him. You suddenly want the wall behind you to swallow you, to hide away in fear or upsetting this man.

“I.. Wh-who was that woman?”

The confusion that crosses his expression makes your heart drop. Did you say something wrong? Fuck, maybe you should’ve just kept your mouth shut, or acted like it didn’t affect you that he was talking to the opposite gender. Oh fuck, what if he hates you now for asking a personal question or seeming clingy when you both weren’t even dating?

“Woman…?” He repeats blankly, before realization crosses his expression and a peculiar emotion hardens his eyes before amusement quickly replaces, “Oh! At the park, you shouldn’t worry about her, she was one of my classmates back in high school, I never got along with her anyway so don’t you worry.”

He pauses and stares at you for a good second or two, his eyebrows drawing together in concentration before he chuckles and pokes your forehead, “Could it be, you were jealous?”

“Pff wh-what? Jealous? Me?” You want to facepalm yourself, or even better, slam your face into the wall, “N-no, I was just wondering who she was..”

“Lying is a bad thing to do kitten,” he whispers against your cheek, leaning back to get a good look at your reddened face.

His lips are moving again, pulling back into a wide smile with his eyes lighting up like how you imagined a star’s brightness to be, his voice much quieter though when he says, “Fuck, you’re too cute.”

“As much as I’d like to show you why you shouldn’t be jealous, I plan to woo you,” he grins mischievously, pressing a kiss to the same spot atop your forehead, “Take you out on a proper date, take it slow you know?”

“Would you like that?”


What? You blank out, staring at him before his questions settle in your mind, your cheeks are glowing brightly and your eyes are widening into saucers. Was he asking you out? Was this what they called “to ask someone out”?

Maybe you were expecting too much. Weren’t these types of questions supposed to be romantic, or were they this awkward. It’s not like any normal confession would be pinned up against the wall. Technically Min Yoongi wasn’t a normal man you had concluded after he had transformed from being your cat to the man you desire.

Wait. Would this even be called a confession? He hadn’t said he liked you, he just said he wanted to go on a date with you. Were men always this confusing?

It was just a date, why were you freaking out like a middle school girl, you’ve been on dozens of blind dates, what difference was this? Oh yeah, because all of your dates, maybe except for that Nam-something guy, weren’t as gorgeous as the being in front of you.

You feel all the more pressured to not embarrass yourself in front of him than you already have.

He clicks his tongue and shakes his head, “I need answers (y/n).”

Fuck, did your name always sound so good?

“So how ‘bout it?” He grins, one side tilting higher than the other, eyes locking with yours, “A date?”

“Hey, if you keep looking like that, I’m gonna have to spoil our first kiss and do it right now.”

Oh fuck no. His lips ghosted right over yours, eyes focused on your mouth and imagining the taste and the feel of them against his. And deep down inside, you know you sincerely want to give in and let him have his way with you. 

Gaining a sudden strength, you push against him, with your eyes squeezed shut. You wonder if maybe you’d actually been granted super strength because his arms slip from around you and he’s flying off you like a feather. Then again, you didn’t shove him that hard, and plus the guy was fairly stronger than you.

“Ah fuck…” his voice hisses, “That bitch better not be playing with me right now.”

“You can open your eyes kitten, I’m not going to be doing anything to you.. yet.. At least not while I’m in this form..”

You’re half expecting him to be sprawled out beneath you from your shove, but to be met by his clothes haphazardly strewn at your feet with your silver cat crawling out from underneath. He’s frowning, eyes hooded and narrow as he licks his paws and smooths them over his head.

“It wasn’t like I was gonna kiss you anyway, save the main course for our date you know,” the cat speaks, grinning like the cheshire cat, but all you can focus on is that it was talking.

God, you were going insane.

“Y-you can speak as a cat?!”

He stops grooming himself and nods as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, “Uh yeah duh, why wouldn’t I? Did you think I was gonna talk to you when I first met you at the pet store? I tried that the first time, scared the shit out of a little girl.”

You forget for a second that he’s actually a human when he keens at you expectantly, and you immediately pick him up and move to the bedroom. It’s in the midst of changing when you remember and throw your shirt at him.

“What gives, the view gets even better.”

“Shut up and close your eyes!”

When you slide into bed, even though he’s a cat, he’s all smirks and teasing playfulness when he curls up into your side like he always did as a cat.

“I better not wake up to you naked in my bed again,” you warn him, only to receive a smirk back.

“You’re in luck kitten, because I don’t control when I transform, so save those pretty little lips for me when I do.”