sorry hope this what you wanted anon

In response to an anon’s prompt.

Uhh…sorry this isn’t exactly what you asked for, but I started writing and it just ran away from me and before I knew it I ended up with this. I’m so sorry if you want I’ll write another drabble where he pampers his wifey and is all super protective and stuff. >< My bad.

This actually turned out longer than I intended, which is why I decided to link it instead of putting it all in the ask. Hope you don’t mind. ^^;


Kagome carefully peered around the doorframe from inside of their modest little hut her husband had built them and scanned around for said husband, feeling a little hope bloom in her chest when she didn’t spot familiar red robes anywhere in the vicinity. She and Sango had secretly made plans today to get to the market and shop around just for something to do because they were both feeling confined and restless. Plus it would be nice to just spend some time together without overprotective husbands bearing down on them about every little thing.

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anonymous asked:

hey... what is ur policy on internet friends? i do not want u to be uncomfy if i started trying to have friendly chats with u

ok i get a lot of asks about this….. but like…………………………………………. you cant just Set Up A Friendship and hope it works out like all of the people im friends wtih rn i have stumbled across and we just started chatting naturally nd it wasnt like. “forced” and i use that term loosely, like i didn’t just ask, “hey can we chat/do you wanna be friends????” it was more like we became mutuals, joined eachothers group chats, and so forth like … it wasn’t forced adn i dont even know how to like. explain or find the right words

asking to be someones friend wont do anything you have to like…………………………………………………………just…………………become friends over time and naturally let it happen

plus like……….. im sorry BUT i get a lot of asks like this and they make me uncomfortable bc in the past most people who have tried to become friends this way just wanted to get art out of me / publicity bc im A Popular Artist…………… like i dont wanna sound snotty or stuck up but its just not how it works……. nd i dont like….know……..idk i have social anxiety and im autistic i dont know how to interact with people like. at all

tldr: hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmgggggbhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

anonymous asked:

spideychelle prompsoal headcanons!

ahhh, hello! sorry it took me a while to write these ones. i fell asleep and also prom is such a funny thing. bUT. here are some headcanons :)

  • peter’s a bit worried about prom. not because it’s prom or because it’s supposed to be this huge high school thing that you remember for the rest of your lives.
  • that’s actually what he’s worried about
  • last time he went to a school dance? not the best experience. homecoming sophomore year was one of the worst days of his life. not only did he have to leave behind liz allan, the girl of his dreams who turned out to have a villain as a father, but he also had to fight said father and almost died while doing it.
  • he still wakes up some nights, screaming out as the building falling on top of him disappears. his screams turn to tears as he stares at the bottom of the top bunk bed and may comes in and holds him tight to her chest. it’s been over a year, but he still gets the nightmares.
  • so he’s not excited for junior prom. sue him.
  • ned’s been trying to convince him to go. the decathlon team is all planning on renting a party bus and heading over together. which, peter admits sounds fun. a part of him really wants to go. but he can’t shake this feeling that something will inevitably go wrong and his night will be ruined and the nightmares will never end.
  • and then mj asks him to prom. well, kind of.
  • it’s a boring wednesday during lunch, ned is still getting his food because he had to speak with mr. harrington after class. so it’s just peter and mj at the lunch table. (she sits across from them these days.)
  • “so, my parents have been asking me about who my date is for prom and i want them to stop, so can i just say it’s you?”
  • “what?”
  • mj groans, lifting her eyes from her book so she can roll them at peter. “my goodness, parker, for a genius you’re really dense. can you be my date to prom so my parents get off my back?”
  • and. he’s honestly stupefied. because: “wait, you’re actually going to prom?”
  • “yes, peter. i’m allowed to want to spend time with my friends, you know.”
  • “yeah, of course, i just-” he doesn’t actually know what he thought. she did go to homecoming for the last two years, so it makes sense she’d be going to junior prom. but then: “wait, is this how you’re asking me to junior prom?”
  • michelle’s cheeks tinge slightly more pink and she looks back at her book. “i told you, my parents-”
  • “i know what your parents want, but what do you want?” he doesn’t know why he asks that. mj is his friend. has been for the better part of a year. she joins he and ned on their snack breaks and movie nights and study dates. he doesn’t want her to be his date to prom. he’s not even planning on going to prom. but then
  • “i mean,” she coughs, keeping her eyes trained on her book. “i guess it would be fun to go with you.”
  • his face lights up and he smiles all bright and wide. “you want to go to prom with me!
  • “no, i don’t!”
  • “that’s literally what you just said!”
  • “shut up, parker. that’s not what i said.” and she slinks further into her seat and scrunches her eyebrows together and she’s putting her head even further into her book and she looks so adorable. and, oh. oh. he doesn’t expect the sudden quickening of his heart or the flush that rises to his cheeks. he doesn’t like mj that way. he doesn’t, he never, they’re just friends.
  • and then ned plops down into the seat next to him and peter can’t say anything further and michelle is leaving before he can answer her and he feels badly because she looks disappointed. but he doesn’t, he didn’t even think about the possibility that he could have feelings for her in that way until like five minutes ago when she asked him to prom.
  • so, when their last period of the day rolls around, he sits next to michelle and scratches out a small note, which he hands to her when their teacher starts talking about the mitochondrial dna.
  • i’d say yes if you asked me properly.
  • when she finally looks up at him, shocked, he smiles and whispers, “you have to at least buy me dinner first, mj.”
  • she shoves him lightly and then pays attention to their teacher drone on and on for the rest of the day. she seems to have a small smile on her face but she doesn’t say anything else on the matter.
  • peter wonders for a brief moment if he’s messed this up and she’s decides to just ask someone else. and he tells himself he shouldn’t be disappointed because he didn’t want to go to prom anyway. but that was before he knew mj wanted him to be her date.
  • but then at decathlon practice the next day, michelle is grilling him on russian history around wwi when suddenly she asks: “true or false. on may 8, 2019, michelle jones asked peter parker to the prom.”
  • and
  • is she for real?
  • he looks around at all his teammates, who all have their eyes trained on him. they seem to be excited, sitting on the edges of their seats. they also must surely see the blush on his cheeks.
  • “uh,” he manages to get out. “true.”
  • he hears her whisper, “oh god.” and then ned comes in (and wait, when did he leave?) and he’s carrying this big bouquet of red roses. but as ned gets closer, peter can see that there are a few white roses in the mix. and the white roses spell out the word “prom”.
  • ned hands the bouquet to michelle and she walks over to peter. she won’t meet his eye as she hands him to bouquet and opens her jacket to reveal a shirt with a “?” across the middle.
  • and, peter is shocked. it’s been one day. did she already have a shirt with a question mark on it? how did she get flowers so quickly? she told the whole decathlon team without him knowing? how did she arrange this?
  • and then, sensing his confusion, michelle sighs. “my dad is a florist. i’ve had this shirt for years. logistics aside, will you go to prom with me, you loser?”
  • peter stares at her for a few moments, dumbstruck. and then he nods his head, smile growing when he hears the decathlon team cheer. mj smiles. she smiles in a way that’s small and as if she can’t help it. like she’s tried keeping it off her face, but the joy is too powerful.
  • so peter stands up and he hugs her tightly. her arms slowly wrap around his torso and the team cheers even louder. he thinks he hears flash yell: “get a room, you dorks!” but peter doesn’t care because he’s pressed up against michelle and her hair smells nice and it feels good against his face.
  • “thanks for asking me properly.” he whispers, moving so his face is smushed even further into her hair.
  • “thanks for saying yes.” and at this peter pulls back, and michelle looks so…vulnerable. and peter wants her to know he’s not going to hurt her. that she is giving him a gift by letting her walls down with him and he won’t ruin that.
  • “for you, anything.” and michelle punches him in the shoulder and laughs, calling him a loser. but peter just smiles. because michelle jones has a crush on him and she got him flowers and he’s going to go to prom with her.
  • wait until he tells aunt may.

lancetellations  asked:

continue. it. I need to know what he says??? pls??? Sorry if i came off as aggressive

(don’t worry love it didn’t come off as aggressive lmao! i’m excited you want to see where that post goes!)

@ all of u anons (and all the lovely people that sent replies to the original post lmao), i hope you like part 2 ;)

read part 1 first!!

YYIIKEEESSS 

(part 1 here!!!)

(uh oh i could probs make a part 3 to this tbh i have zero self control but likeee… don’t worry i’ll only do it if people are interested lmao i really hope all of these “to be continued” and “part 2” posts aren’t super annoying i’m so sorry)

(PART 3 IS HERE!!)
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Based off @goldentruth813‘s post, have a bit of drarry love  (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

anonymous asked:

Lance with rescued prisoners. Bonus points if they're Galra.

Ohhh~

I wasn’t really sure what to do but I hope you like it!! 

Also a small hint of Langst cause I had too 

Lance checked his map and turned down another corner. He was running as fast as he could and he could still hear the fighting that was happening outside the ship. Lance silently prayed that no Galra would notice that he was out of his lion and come find him. 

“Lance how are you doing?” Shiro called over the coms and Lance could hear bullets hitting the Black Lion. 

“Almost there, roughly 300 meters.” Lance ran around another corner keeping his gun aimed at anything that could pop out at him. 

“Okay try to be fast, we may need to form Voltron soon.” Shiro started saying something to Keith and Lance tuned him out. 

Almost there, come on. Lance willed his legs to push through the burn that consumed them and finally reached what he was looking for. Prisoners. 

Lance immediately shot the lock off the door and scared everyone in the cell. 

Lance swung the door opened and looked around at all of the occupants of the cell. Some of them looked scared of him while others put on a strong mask. 

Lance immediately recognised some of the species that were in the cell. There were three Balmeras, two Arusians and four Galrans? Lance’s first thought is that they were undercover spies that were meant to keep the prisoners in order and keep them from rebelling or something like that, but there was no way they were still serving the emperor. They all looked skinny and weak, one of them had a scratched up face and another only had one arm. 

Lance shook his head, remember what mama said, staring is not socially acceptable. Lance cleared his throat and held his head higher. “My name is Lance, I’m the Blue paladin of Voltron. I was sent here to rescue all of you.” 

The aliens all smiled, some even cheered and they all stood up and surrounded him. Lance smiled at all of them and started to direct them out of the cell, he turned when he felt a tap on his shoulder. 

Lance attempted to not screamed when he came face to face with one of the Galra that were in the cell. “Yes?” Lance cursed at how weak his voice sounded.

The Galra that tapped his shoulder looked scared and she quietly spoke “are you saving us as well?” She motioned to the other three Galra.  

Lance looked at the other three who didn’t even bother to stand up, most likely assuming that Lance didn’t want to save them and he looked back at the girl. “Didn’t I say all of you?” 

The Galran smiled and Lance directed them out of the cell. 

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Lance followed the escape pod in Blue and ran out as soon as it landed in Blue’s hanger. I want to talk to all of them before anyone sees them. Lance opened the pod door and escorted everyone out, stopping the Galrans. He heard everyone else enter the hanger and Lance pushed them farther into the pod. One of them opened their mouth in protest but Lance shushed them 

“Listen,” Lance’s voice was barely above a whisper, “I don’t know how everyone will react to having Galras in our castle. Let me talk to them first, I don’t want them to hurt you.” 

The Galrans nodded and Lance walked out of the pod. He saw his team along with Allura and Coran helping the newly freed aliens out of the room. Lance inhaled until his lungs ached and walked over to Allura, quickly tapping her shoulder. 

She turned and faced Lance and smiled, “you did well.” 

“Thank you Princess, but there is something you need to see before you leave.” Lance started to make his way back to the pod and Allura hesitantly followed him.  

When Allura reached his Lance stopped her from entering, “can you just promise me that you won’t freak out?” 

Allura gave Lance a sceptical look. “Lance what are you talking about?” 

“Look, I save more prisoners but they aren’t our normal prisoners.” Lance looked back into the pod, seeing what Allura couldn’t see. 

“Lance, just show me what you’re talking about.” Allura pushed passed him and gasped when she saw the Galrans. 

Allura attempted to run out of the pod but Lance stopped her and begged her to listen. “Lance! Are you insane? You brought the Galra right to us? They could be spies or assassins. You put the entire team at risk, I told you to just rescue prisoners not save the wounded!” 

Lance shook his head and held Allura’s arms down in fear that she would hurt him or someone else. “They were prisoners, like I said. Believe me I was sceptical at first but look at them.” Allura turned and looked at them. “See how malnourished that are? See how that one only has one arm? I don’t think they are still serving the emperor. That’s why I brought them here. I was completing my mission.” 

Allura nodded at what Lance said and slowly made her way over the them. She paused in front of them and examined them. After a few moments she reached out her hand and introduced herself and Lance sighed with relief. That could have ended badly. 

I had no idea what to do tbh 

I hope you like it!!!

Sorry it took so long!!!

Thank you! 

anonymous asked:

ok so I’m currently working on a digital painting of a rainforest waterfall, and I’m having trouble coloring/painting the water. and i was wondering if u could show how? thank you!

Actually, I’ve never painted a waterfall before ^^”  it was a great exercise, I spent a long time just watching lots of pics, trying to understand, I hope it’ll help you!! (also I’m so sorry for my english and handwriting ahhh)

To the anon who wanted: Sneezing, pouting, and “Are you sure you’re all right?” with Keith.

I’m sorry I made you wait so long! Also I’m sorry that this ended up being like… a 3.3k angst fest because of 1. who I truly am as a person and 2. the proximity of this ask to Keith’s VLOG 

Anyways, I hope this is okay!! 

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The first time Keith sneezes, he’s in the library with Shiro. He’s poring over his Calculus notes for the week with his head bowed, dark bangs blocking his face from view. His breath hitches abruptly, and he swivels around and ducks into his shoulder, narrowly missing his notebook as a harsh “HehH’AETSCHH’uh’!” rips through him.

“Bless you, Keith.”

Keith nods without looking up, and then a few seconds later he sneezes again. His shoulders shake with the force of it, and when he looks up, he catches a few people’s eyes quickly falling away from him. With a watery sniffle, Keith returns to his notes, missing the way that Shiro’s gaze lingers on him.

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The second time, he’s walking home. The sun is setting, sweeping shade over the campus and outlining all the shadows in amber. He forgets to cover his mouth, and it’s seems to echo now that the day is late and the crowds are waning. Birds scatter immediately after, fleeing  into the twilight from the bare branches of the trees, and he writes it off as a coincidence.

A breeze picks up a little later, seeping into the spaces in between the threads of his sweater. The rest of the walk back to his apartment is cold. His nose starts to run, and it won’t stop. He alternates between sniffling and swiping the underside of his septum with the edge of his index finger. It’s not like anyone passing by would ever pay enough attention to notice the wetness on his upper lip, but Keith feels like everyone can tell anyways. By the time he makes it back to his apartment, his sweater isn’t enough anymore. He’s shivering as he opens the door to his building and steps into the grace of the heat.

He blames it on the weather.

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Anonymous asked: Bad boy au / Jimin + 22 Love your writing btw!

;pairing — Jimin x reader

;warnings — smut (I couldn’t contain myself)

;word count — 3k

;Prompt  “You can’t just say that and then disappear!” 

A/N: I’m sorry if this wasn’t what you imagined anon, It’s hard for me to picture Jimin as a bad boy, I think he was more just like a fuckboy here, anyways I hope you like it :) Also, the ending is cheesy af I know!! lol

Before starting your freshman year of college you had one thing clear in your head; no fuckboys. You were gonna study, pass your exams, make new friends, and live an easy and relaxed student life, well as relaxed as being an architecture major at college could be.

You didn’t want to be one of those persons who start college and the only thing they do is go to parties, get high and fuck every guy they see, because you were here to mainly study and get your diploma and you knew that getting involved with guys would mean losing track of your original plan of living a calm student experience.

But you would see that exact plan be thrown down in the form of a sturdy, cocky, obnoxious but beautiful fuckboy.

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Let Me Practice On You C.H

Originally posted by xthisistala

warning: smut

word count: 1000+

summary: Calum has never eaten out a girl before so he asks his best friend y/n if he can practice on her

requested?: yes, hope you like it anon! 

it’s official, I suck as a human being. I haven’t uploaded anything for a kazillion years and I’m very sorry but my inspiration and motivation has been lost momentarily. Luckily Hannah is amazing and wrote this very good Calum smut so hopefully this’ll satisfy your smut needs for now. 

find Hannah here: @lukeasfuck

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“Hey, Y/N, how does a guy eat a girl out?” Calum asked me, making me drop my jaw. “What?” I questioned back with my eyebrows scrunching in confusion. “This girl I’m texting told me she wanted me to do that to her, but I don’t really know how it works.” My eyes widened at his confession. Even though Calum and I are friends, we don’t really talk about sex or anything of the sorts. 

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