sorry anon i tried

anonymous asked:

Can you recommend some blogs similar to yours? I really really love the anime aesthetic you have! The bits of hunter x hunter are great too❤️ Anything like your blog would be perfect!

Thank you so much, I’m so flattered!
(^◇^)

here’s a list of people I follow who post a variety! None of them match my aesthetic perfectly of course, but none of them will clog up your dash & they make my tumblr experience pleasant.

@ogenki
@7gm
@dezaki
@gomenstruation
@ufolandings
@hide
@waifu-01
@inukura
@kasugano
@killuii
@kvmui
@mechae
@miroqu
@satori-sedai
@yyh
@unit-02
@uglyanime
@trashwaifu

@dadthehumann

Some are mostly retro anime, some are more general aesthetic pictures, but you can take a look & see what suits you. I think a few of them post hxh.

thanks again!

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Haikyuu!! | karasuno + extra phone wallpapers | asked by anon (540x960)

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requested: root and shaw + their endless list of skills (▰˘◡˘▰)

Same Dynamic Couples Headcanons

-Omega couples arguing somewhat often but never having really serious fights because as soon as one of them realizes that the other is really upset, they shift into mothering mode and immediately start trying to make their mate feel better

-When Alpha couples argue it’s always a very loud and intimidating thing where they are both trying to make the other submit to them and most of the time it ends with the winner of the argument fucking and marking up the other because they feel the need to completely assert their dominance

-Beta couples arguing less than other same dynamic couples because they generally share a very close bond and find it difficult to do or say anything that could harm that bond

-Omega couples being insanely cuddly all the time and often enjoying cuddles just much as they enjoy sex, if not a little more so

-Male Omega couples always alternating on who gets to top, unless the couple has clear preferences on who takes on which role

-Alpha couples most often low-key arguing about who gets to top, wrestling around as a form of foreplay until one has the other pinned and impatient enough to agree to bottom

-Cute little Omega couples sharing all their clothes and often purposefully wearing each other’s sweaters just to stay close to their mate’s scent when they are apart

-Omega couples doing each others hair and makeup and filing each other’s nails and being so content to be able to tend to each other even in simple ways

-One Alpha getting sick and being too proud and stubborn to willingly allow another Alpha to take care of them, but their mate is also too stubborn to just allow them to suffer alone so they try to take care of them anyway. Attempting to feed them soup and impatiently trying to sweet talk them into taking their medicine because they know they can’t demand it without their sick mate becoming more resistant. And despite how frustrating they know it is for their mate to not allow them to care for them, they will be just as difficult when they inevitably get sick as well and it’s the others turn to play nurse

-Beta couples that enjoy people watching in crowded places and using their heightened sense of smell to try and figure out what people are feeling and then making up funny stories about them to make each other laugh

-An Omega couple hanging out with an Alpha couple and the Alphas low-key keeping an out to make sure no other Alphas try bothering their friends, and the Omegas knowing that their presence will keep other Omegas from approaching and flirting with the Alphas and making everyone uncomfortable. So it’s a really beneficial friendship for everyone involved

-When one Alpha is in rut the other willingly takes on the submissive role because despite having the urge to be the dominant one, they know exactly what the other is going through and they want to make things as easy for their mate as possible

-A kinky Omega couple whose heats have synced up so they hire an Alpha from an agency to “assist” them during their heat and happily take turns watching the other be fucked and knotted

Unimaginable

pairing: hamilcast x reader angst

word count: 1700

warnings: death

prompt/request: “I wanted to request a platonic cast fix! Could you please do one where you play Angelica/Alex and you find out just before you go on for It’s Quiet Uptown that a family member has passed away? And after the cast help you out maybe xx 😘” from an anon!

a/n: i tried really hard, anon, i did, but i struggled a lot writing this one. i did want to get it out for you, though, so this is it - i really hope that it doesn’t disappoint. enjoy!  


Text from Mom, 9:12 pm

Your dad passed.

He had been sick for years, your dad; always in the hospital, always plugged into one machine or another, almost always asleep. You visited him as often as you could, but with a life as hectic and as busy as yours, how could you find the time? This is what you told him when he first got sick, you said, “Dad, I won’t be able to see you when I’m working all the time.” You had even tried convincing him to let you quit your jobs and spend every day with him. You said he mattered more to you than any role. But, as always, he fought back, saying that you had dreamed of being on Broadway your entire life and your happiness mattered more to him than his own. You argued for three whole days until eventually you gave in. 

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Long long LONG time ago, when i was in primary school, i tried to draw a dragon. 
But this dragon was more like a strange tumor and i was like “fuck this shit, i’ll never draw a dragon again”.
So sorry super cute anon, i tried my best but i’m not goot at draw dragons even if i like them reeeeally a lot ;w;


Human Dragon Bill?? Idk.

I was waiting for dinner and i draw this ahah

anonymous asked:

How would you look like if you ever got akumized? >:3 (sorry not sorry)

omigosh anon this is rushed but I tried. um the last time I got super pissed was when someone was unnecessarily rude. I just wanted to kill em with kindness you know, teach them some manners or something.

That’s what friends do.

Requested by anon: you & michael see what alcohol and sexual tension does to a friendship

Michael’s office was the first room on the right. You’d remember that for the rest of your life, you thought, considering how often you’d found yourself standing in front of it.

This time was no different; Finn had smiled as he let you in, not bothering to ask the reason behind your visit, and you’d taken yourself to where Michael would be. The two glasses in your hand clinked against each other, threatening to drop from your grip as you walked. You prayed that they didn’t, (your other hand just as full with an unopened bottle of rum), as you turned right.

The door was open and propped back with a stack of books. You looked into the room, noting its usual tidiness as you leant on the doorframe, a smile rising to your lips.

Michael sat at his desk, head down, unaware of your arrival.

You watched him for a moment, glasses resting by your side, bottle tucked under your arm. He still hadn’t noticed you. “You working late, boss?”

He jumped slightly, causing you to stifle a laugh, and lifted his head to you. “Christ, (y/n).” He scolded, rearranging the papers in front of him. “Most people would knock.”

“I’m not most people.” You teased, still lingering by the door.

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Mystic Messenger Fanfic: Kingdom of Words

Pairing: Saeran/MC

Rating: G

Other places to read: AO3

This fic is a gift to @an-ambivalent! I’m one of your @mystic-messenger-secret-santa (the mysterious anon hihi) :3 Sorry this is so late, dear! I tried to include as many of your preferences as I could, so I hope you enjoy this not so small fic I wrote for you ♥


The first time the words appeared on Saeran’s arm, he panicked. His only warning had been a warm, itchy sensation that’d made him look down, only to find a black scribble on his skin.

Can you see this?

He screamed. He couldn’t help it - as much as he rubbed, the words wouldn’t come off, nor did his hand get dirty with ink. Saeyoung rushed to his side, eyes wide, but once Saeran explained what was wrong, he hesitated, his gaze fixed at the point where Saeran could see the dark words in stark contrast against his reddened skin.

“I can’t see anything, Saeran.”

Before Saeran could process what Saeyoung had said, their mother came. He should’ve excpected it, should’ve known better than to make so much noise. His ears hurt with her screams, louder than his own; still, he tried reaching her - arm extended, he tried telling her about the words, tried asking her what they meant.

His only answer were two days without food, getting by with only the scraps Saeyoung managed to sneak him behind their mother’s back.

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