thank u all for letting me make fun of your characters

MESSAGE DELIVERED | pt.1

→ Pairing: Jungkook x Reader / Namjoon x Reader
→ Genre: fluff, smut, angst, humor
→ Words: 2,517
→ Rated: NC-17
→ Warnings: alcohol, language
→ Summary: A text message sent to the wrong number turns into a long lasting affair between two people completely opposite one another.
→ Note: This is an old thing and actually the first thing I wrote after the accident, and I decided to post it again because I kind of hold it close to my heart ? It’s not all going to be texts between the characters, but quite a lot of backstory and stuff the more we get into it. It’ll be told from both Y/N’s POV and Jungkook’s. Please enjoy! :)

Parts: 01 : interim : 02 : coming soon

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The first time you receive one it’s in the middle of the night.

At first you simply stir in your sleep, turning around as if that will somehow stop the annoying buzzing resounding from under your pillow. When it doesn’t, you grab the cursed device and flip it over in your hands, wondering whom of your stupid friends decided to be an excruciating pain in the ass this late.

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No Use Being Upset Over Them

       Request:  Can u do angst elijah + reader / mikaelson + reader where elijah left her for hayley? Shes been friends with mikaelsons for awhile now so the others r worried for ur mindset but they dont take anyone side cuz hayley is hope’s mother. Upset n wasted, you crashed mikaelson party n making a toast for elijah hayley. Then left. One of the mikaelson pursue u cuz they truly care for u. Make it as sad n heartbreaking as possible. Thanks in advance.      

Characters: The Mikaelsons, and Reader

Warnings: Angst, No humanity Reader, anger, etc.  

You were dumbfounded. You had been with Elijah for such a long time that you had never once thought that you would lose him to someone else. Much less Hayley, the girl that Klaus had gotten pregnant. You were suffocating in this house. You needed to get out. You knew that the others were worried for you because you had all been friends for years, but you also knew that because of Hayley being Hope’s mother, no one was going to choose sides.

You used your vampire speed to get out of the house without anyone stopping you. Although, they were all quite busy with the party planning so you doubted that they would have noticed much anyway. You were wondering the streets and all you could think about was Elijah and Hayley together and it was starting to get to you. You needed to find a way to make the pain stop. You were pondering on the how when the answer popped into your head. You could turn it off. The pain couldn’t bother you if you couldn’t feel it.

As soon as the idea occurred, you put it into action and the relief was immediate. Gone was the crushing pain, and the pining after a guy that clearly didn’t care about you. It almost made you giddy and you couldn’t help but let out a small giggle. Then another thought came to you. Why not go to the party? You could give a little toast to the happy couple and show them that you didn’t care. You found a nice outfit in the next store and made your way to the party. You waited for about half an hour before making your presence know.

“Tonight, really is a very special occasion. Why you ask? Because Elijah Mikaelson and Hayley Marshall have finally gotten together! That’s right, no more secret little touches and longing looks are going to be exchanged when they think no one is looking! Anyway, I just thought that I should congratulate the happy couple!” you smiled when everyone drank and in the next second you were gone. You had seen their faces though and you couldn’t be enjoying it more.

“Was all that really necessary darling?” you heard a familiar voice ask from behind you.

“Probably not, but it was fun,” you shrugged and smirked, turning to face Kol.

“I see you found out how to use that lovely feelings switch,” Kol sighed.

“I saw no reason not to. Why should I suffer just for those two?”

“Y/N, this isn’t you! This isn’t going to end well!”

“Don’t you get it Kol? I don’t care and you aren’t going to stop me!” you growled stepping closer to him.

“I’m not going to let you ruin yourself either!”

“Stay out of my way Kol or I’ll just start getting worse and it will be all your fault.”

“I’m begging you, don’t do this! Turn it on!” Kol begged tears starting to fall from his eyes.

“I. Don’t. Want. To.” You growled before speeding off into the night leaving Kol behind.

A/N: I really hope I did good with this!!

Now That You Mention It

Prompt:  Write-a-Thon day one- AU day

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Female!Reader

AU: Highschool AU

Word count: 2,763

Warning: None

Summary: Reader tries out for the school’s next theater production, In The Heights, and unexpectedly gets the role of Vanessa. You’ll never guess who plays Usnavi.

A/N: Yep, here it is, Day one, done. Almost three hours later than I was hoping. But at least I got it out. I hope you guys enjoy!

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as it is valentine’s day, and i am a sucker for everything regarding love & showering people in my life with love, i wanted to make a special follow forever for everyone i adore on this site. i’ve met so many incredible people and have grown to love and cherish you as i would anyone in my real life, because you’ve all always been there for me and have shown me so much support when i needed it. i can’t thank you enough for that and i don’t think any of you will ever really know how much that’s gotten me through my dark moments. therefore, that’s why it’s so important to let each and every one of you know how special and wonderful you are! i’ve written a little something for those who have truly touched my heart and i’ve also included everyone who i love, even if we’ve never spoken, i still think the absolute world of you hope that life is treating you well. to everyone reading this, i love you i love you i love you and you deserve everything beautiful and wonderful in this world. if you ever need me, i’m right here for you, and my heart is sending you lots of love and affection today (did u guys kno how sappy i am)(well now u do)(feel free to drag me for this okay i’m a ball of mush) 🌹

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anonymous asked:

i know its nice being ship friendly and stuff but SOMEONE'S POINTING A GUN AT YOU, THEY HATE LEVIHAN AND THEY'RE GONNA KILL YOU IF YOU DON'T CONVINCE THEM OTHERWISE, YOU GOTTA DEFEND LEVIHAN WITH YOUR LIFE, WHAT'D YOU SAY? GO!

You know, that’s a really weird murderer. Anyway, THIS IS FUN! Honestly, i’d be dead already, because i don’t really care about convincing anyone when it comes to shipping. Before i start, i’m gonna state that ANYTHING I’LL SAY HERE IS BECAUSE I’M FIGHTING FOR MY LIFE, DON’T TAKE ANYTHING PERSONAL, GUYS. These will be pretty much the reasons why i ship them. The first part is a bunch of “objective” reasons (well as objective as it can get, because shipping can’t be a totally objective thing) and the other one is personal, so is up to you when to stop reading this. I apologize in advance for my English.

1)      Levi and Hanji are both really interesting and complex characters. He isn’t just a typical shonen badass guy and she’s not a typical crazy scientist. Levi is actually , from my pov, the most caring and selfless character of all SnK, he literally sacrifices himself over and over for the sake of others. Hanji isn’t just this sweet cheerful character, she has a mesmerizing willpower, nothing can stop her.

2)      They complement each other amazingly. They are both strong and smart, but in different ways. Any virtue that Levi doesn’t have, Hanji has it. Every flaw that Hanji has, Levi doesn’t. And they share two really important virtues, which are the foundation of any healthy relationship: they are both so loyal and passionate. They are literally willing to give up their lives for the people they love.

3)      THEIR INTERACTIONS ARE SO FUN TO READ/WATCH. You just know that, whenever they are together, something great is going to happen. There’s something refreshing about them, about their bickering, about the way they work together, about the way they care about each other so deeply.

4)      I think nobody can understand them more than each other. They have experienced similar things as soldiers, they have lost people they love countless times. I bet they could be sharing each other stories all night long, reminiscing all of those good times with Moblit, Erwin and their old squads.

5)      Okay, i won’t force my ship to anyone, but since i’m fighting for my life here, i’ll say i think there are actual canon hints for Levihan. Like the “Levi bathes Hanji” thing, the “we tell each other everything” thing (don’t u dare telling me Hanji clearly said they’re just friends, cuz isn’t that what every Levihan shipper has as a headcanon? The idea of them not admitting their true feelings and say “we’re just friends” ‘cause they’re both awkward dorks), their interaction in ACWNR, their interaction in Shingeki! Chuugakkou, and the “Levihan is similar to Eremika” thing. It’s up to you, random killer, to decide if that means romance or not.

6)      I hate to fangirl here, but HAVE U SEEN THEM? They are both beautiful and would have babies as beautiful and brilliant as them. What a blessing. I love drawing them so much because their character design is gorgeous. Levi with his cold colors and Hanji with the warm colors, they even complement each other in that aspect.

7)      The Levihan fandom is amazing. Besides the fact that there’s no drama and everyone is so kind, I’m pretty sure this is the ship with the funniest fan art. Even the most serious person would smirk even a little bit while scrolling through the Levihan tag. I mean, we’re all about the laughs. All of the other ships usually focus on the classic romantic stuff (i say “classic” , because from my pov there’s nothing more romantic than the OTP having fun ❤). With Levihan, you’ll get from the most intense fan art to the most ridiculous headcanon, it’s so much fun. Some Levihan artists are pretty well known among non Levihan shippers because of that same reason, like @alemanriq, @trash-god or @drinkyourfuckingmilk . I mean, really, if you’re feeling down and need to cheer up a bit, they’re the way to go.

One of the main arguments people have against Levihan is that they’re too different, so it wouldn’t work. They even go as far as saying that Levi doesn’t really care that much about Hanji. My first response is that both Hanji and Levi are highly misunderstood characters. We don’t have to let our personal experience makes us decide what is love and what isn’t. We all show our love in very different ways.

Now heres my second argument to that idea and this is gonna get personal. If you don’t wanna read about my life, skip this.

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anonymous asked:

Yaay a new MM imagine blog! >u< Good luck about your blog (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و RFA+V+Saeran how would react MC is one who very talented in the kitchen? *u* Imagine, she is very professional and fast in the kitchen, always cook too delicious and healthy foods for them. Very loves when they fondly eat their meals prepared by her. Thank you! ^^ (And sorry about my poor English, hope you can understand me 😅)

You listen here, you adorable little shit, n e v e r (never ever) apologize for your English. I understand perfectly what you are saying, and I’m really glad that you were the first to request! English is my native, but I can speak several others, and English compared to those is so hard to understand. You’re doing amazing with it, and I’m happy to clarify anything that’s confusing! Much love!


Yoosung:

  • Okay, you’re gonna let him feel like he’s able to cook
  • I mean, it tastes pretty okay but his presentATION
  • help this poor kiddo
  • Anyways, you went back to his dorm after you both had went out for the evening
  • You just wanted to cook but you look in the drawers and cupboards and he’s got like three plates and a pan
  • Ending up getting him to go back to where you stay, you had him sit at the counter while you made dinner
  • It wasn’t anything much but hE SURE THOUGHT IT WAS
  • Yoosung was just sitting there wide-eyed while you were trying to have a conversation while flipping things in the air over a flame
  • He couldn’t get that it was just over a f l a m e
  • When you finished cooking everything, he was so damn excited and had to remind himself to not eat too quickly
  • You were just watching him amusedly
  • And he was thinking “There’s vegetables? And its not out of a freezer bag? And it’s properly seasoned?”
  • Every time you two had gotten back from anything and it was around a meal time, it was always to your home if you two weren’t already living together
  • He just wanted to watch you cook and maybe eat a l l of it
  • You were blessed by this boy
  • Even though he never realized you had lived on his campus for culinary arts

Zen:

  • woah woah woah woah woah, what did you say?
  • You noticed that the food on set wasn’t all that healthy even though he protested
  • “C’mon, Zen, you cant just eat samgyupsal at work then down bottles of beer once you get home” “Watch me, MC” “Fine, but I’m cooking tonight”
  • Zen had cooked maybe, maybe once a week and everything else was restaurants or take-out or the fuckign goldfish bread (Hey, if you were lazy, you just had to walk outside)
  • But the fact that you could and just never did amazed him for some reason
  • Once you had both gotten home, he was nearly bouncing he was so excited
  • Even though he thought it’d just be some sweet potato stir fry or something, he just wanted to taste what you made
  • Oh damn
  • What is that? (It was a stand mixer)
  • He kept trying to “distract” you by hugs but the food was too important
  • Zen was still bouncing off the walls when you had both sat down to eat
  • Then this mother f u c k e r
  • This m o t h e r f u c k e r
  • He took a bite, a single bite, and then fuckign moaned because “It was so good, MC!”
  • You were done with his ass but all of his compliments were so sWEET
  • Zen probably had you cook any time you were able too and you couldn’t not cook for him when he was so cUTE ABOUT IT daMMIT, ZEN

Jaehee:

  • You told her when Jaehee asked about if you should make the pastries yourselves or buy them from somewhere else
  • You practically shouted in happiness when she mentioned baking
  • How had this never come up? Oh shit, now I have to bake cookies for my girlfriend. They’re gonna be the b e s t
  • Jaehee was taken aback slightly when you nodded wildly and grabbed her hand to take her into the kitchen
  • You were practically running around to get every ingredient and device required to make exactly what you wanted to impress her with
  • She was watching you were decorating the hwagwaja to look like flowers
  • Jaehee’s Cute Thought About MC started because yoU LOOKED SO CONCENTRATED AND YOUR TONGUE WAS STICKING OUT A LITTLE ANd ugh she just really loved you
  • Putting them all on a plate to present them, you used some of the chocolate you had for a drizzle and made a lil heart with it
  • Error: Jaehee Deaded
  • She was so happy! You got to do something you got excited about! Plus she got to watch you be cute!

Seven:

  • He noticed your name was mentioned in a lot of food magazines and winners of competitions when he background checked you the first time around
  • Seven randomly brought it up once you two were living together
  • “Hey, MC, can you make ssol ro ppung?” “You’re just gonna dip them in soda and I don’t wanna watch that” “C’mooooon, it’ll be fun!”
  • He then proceeded to drag you to the barely used kitchen
  • You were at least 80% sure he was more excited than you
  • Wait
  • He’s begging?
  • Oh hell yes
  • This only happened so often so it was on
  • It was honestly probably the quickest you had made something with such high quality
  • Plus there was a really adorable Seven sitting on the counter swinging his legs 
  • You made him promise not to dunk them in soda and he looked so happy at the small snack
  • Wait no
  • “Saeyoung, no” “Saeyoung, yes
  • he was mixing them into his bag of honey buddha chips dAMMIT, SAEYOUNG
  • He promised the next time he wouldn’t “taint the precious meal” but you knew his bitch ass was lying

Jumin:

  • Why did you know his personal chef? MC, what’s going on?
  • Turns out his chef was a former collegue of yours and Juumin was feeling really ???
  • On one hand, you shouldn’t have to cook for yourself
  • On the other, do whatever you enjoy? If you worked with his personnel, you were surely well-educated in the matter
  • If anything, he was glad that you wouldn’t skip meals if you exceeded in the culinary arts and could easily make something healthy
  • So then the next week he asked if you could make you both lunch for the day you were coming to the office
  • And he was most definitely not disappointed
  • Lowkey wanted to lay off his chef because hEC K
  • Everything was so neatly made? And as cute as you?
  • wait shIT THAT’S REALLY WELL SEASONED
  • Well, now, its as hot as you, too
  • Jumin was softly smiling throughout lunch so then you just had to cook more often

V:

  • He really wanted to just lay in bed all day, but you gOTTA BE PRODUCTIVE, JIHYUN
  • First step: Make breakfast
  • wait no
  • Where’s MC?
  • And now there’s sounds of oil sizzling downstairs
  • gOTTA MAKE SURE THE HOUSE ISN’T BURNING, JIHYUN
  • He made his way to the kitchen and could hear you flipping over pastries on the stovetop
  • kinda mad he couldn’t see you but hearing you hum a bit was really pleasant
  • You looked up to see him smiling a bit in the doorway
  • gOTTA HELP IF YOU CAN, JIHYUN
  • V ended up helping you mix cream even though you had already made some
  • shhh, you just wanted to eat it later
  • He was really happy when you pulled out his chair at the table and sat across from him once everything was done
  • Definitely thanked you multiple be times
  • you just gOTTA BE CUTE, JIHYUN

Saeran:

  • Let’s be honest, living with Seven didn’t provide the healthiest food options so you took matters into your own hands
  • You got up a bit early to start a slow cooker for dinner and began to make breakfast
  • Seven had just fallen asleep, so you only cooked for two
  • You had set some music to play quietly wile you were turning things over and getting out dishes
  • Then a groggy, bed-headed Saeran was leaning against the counter to watch you bop around the kitchen
  • If you got him to not be grumpy, you were already blessed
  • But that little smile? AMAZING maybe you’d have to figure out how to hack into the cameras to replay it
  • Sure, he smiled around you after he got comfortable
  • but this eARLY? b l e s s e d
  • You set some ingredients by the slow cooker when you wanted to make the rest of the day’s meals then fixed a plate for yourself
  • Saeran looked kind of confused when you held the other, empty plate out to him
  • “Me? You want me to eat with you?” “Yeah, of course” “Well, alright”
  • He filled his plate then ate quietly while sitting next to you
  • “Thank you? “Hmm?” “Uh, I said fuck you” “Mhmm” “…asshole”
  • He still came as soon as possible when you say it was time for lunch and dinner



I’ so sorry that this took so long! I just wanted to make sure I got it done well. If you’d like me to change anything, just let me know! I’ll gladly redo any characters if they weren’t good, especially the last few, because I was running out of some ides. Please also let me know if there’s any grammatical errors or anything that’s just too out of character. Hope you enjoyed, nerds!


Also! I tried my best to research foods that weren’t generically United States’ foods. If there’s any problem with the cultural aspect, also please let me know, so that I can fix it as soon as possible!

Who You really Are - Alexander Hamilton x Eliza Schuyler

Summary Eliza sees Alex all the time, but there are two parts of him. She hates him in the hallways, she loves him in their English class.

Word Count: 3,231

Authors Note: I just thought, why not write a one shot from my high school au instead of just Headcanon’s? Hope you like it.

Warning: Cursing, mentions of alcohol and drugs.

“Um, how about this?” Eliza asked as she walked into Angelica'a room.

She was wearing a tight black dress that went mid thigh. Her brown hair was straight and out, she was also wearing big black heels.

Angelica tilted her head to the side and got off her bed, looking at her in a different angle “Turn around.” She said and Eliza huffed out in annoyance and turned around.

Angelica didn’t know what to say, her younger sister looked good but it didn’t feel right for the party she was going too. It was after all, a high school party and she doubted anyone would have made as much of an effort.

“I don’t know, what do you think, Peggy?” She turned around to see her youngest sister, who was stretched out on her bed not paying attention to them but rather on her phone scrolling rapidly.

Angelica rolled her eyes and grabbed her phone out of her hand, chucking it to the side “Hey!” Peggy cried out in annoyance.

“What do you think of Eliza’s dress?” Angelica asked sweetly, as if she hadn’t just snatched her phone away from Peggy.

The youngest sister took one look Eliza and let out a snort “You look like a try hard.”

“Peggy!” Angelica said quickly “Don’t be so horrible.”

“Look, you look very hot, but it’s just a house party I’m sure you would look just as good in a denim skirt and a band tshirt.”

Eliza smiled at the idea of that and looked at Angelica with longing eyes.

“Fine,” Angelica said pushing her out the door so she could go back to get changed “But make sure to wear fishnet tights and a choker!”

Eliza went back to her room to get changed. She did not want to go to this party but it was Maria’s and she insisted. She sat next to her in Maths at the beginning of the year and they had soon become fast friends.

“I don’t know,” Eliza said, scribbling down the Maths equations that were on the board “I think I’m just gonna stay home, get some studying done.”

“My parents are away for the whole weekend! It will be fun.” Maria said, dropping her arms around Eliza’s shoulder and giving her puppy dog eyes “It just won’t be the same without you.”

Eliza’s had given in when she saw the look in Maria’s face and agreed to go, but she insisted she was only going to stay for a couple of hours. She didn’t feel like she would be able to stand a obnoxious high school party for more than that.

She walked back into Angelica’s room and swirled a little, both of her sisters grinned up at her.

“Okay, now, why you really asked me to come here and help you,” Peggy said, standing up and walking to her sister “Put this on,” she handed her a big pink robe and handed it to her, Eliza rose her eyebrows but she put it on “and this.”

Eliza took the tracksuit and slipped it over her tights. Peggy took on look at her and stepped forward, messing up Eliza’s hair. “There, now you look ready for bed, you looked to prepped before.”

Peggy stood back and she looked at both her sisters who had their eyebrows raised at her “Why do I get the feeling you’ve done this before?” Angelica said with her arms crossed.

Peggy looked down nervously before letting out a giggle “I just watch a lot of TV, is all.” She took a hold of Eliza’s hand and lead her to the top of the stairs “Now, go downstairs and say goodnight to mum and dad, then meet us in the kitchen.”

Eliza nodded her head and made her way down the stairs, relying on her acting skills to come in handy at a time like this. She made her way into the living room to find her dad reading a book on the sofa and her mum on the sofa chair watching the news.

She went over to her dad and sat next to him, he took his glasses off and lifted his arm and she snuggled into his side “Are you okay, sweetheart?” He asked lovingly.

Eliza nodded her head “Yeah, I was just about to go to sleep.”

He cocked his eyebrow and looked over at the clock on the wall, it was only 10pm “So early? It’s the weekend.”

“Yeah,” she said nervously “I’m just really tired.”

“Okay,” he said and kissed her forehead “goodnight sweetie.”

“Goodnight dad,” she got up and went over to her mum, kissing her on the cheek “goodnight mum.”

“Goodnight Eliza.” Her mum said and went back to watching the news.

She quickly made her way into the kitchen without being noticed and she saw Peggy and Angelica there.

“Thank you so much for covering for me.” She said genuinely and took off the robe and bottoms, handing them to Peggy.

“That’s okay.” Peggy said and kissed her on the cheek before Angelica grabbed her arm and lead her through the back door.

“The sooner I drop you off, the sooner I can come home.” Angelica said and they both left, and got into the car.

Angelica stopped at Maria’s house, and Eliza could obviously tell that there was a high school party going on inside. There was a mess all over Maria’s front lawn and Angelica couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

“Now just because I’m helping you doesn’t mean I’m not still your big sister,” she said sternly “Don’t get drunk, we need to sneak you back into the house without any noise and do not let anyone do anything that you don’t want, you hear?”

Eliza just nodded her head in annoyance “Yes, I know.”

“Good,” she pulled her into a hug and kissed her cheek “have fun!”

Eliza left the car and and waved at her sister before making her way to the front door. She’d only ever been to one school party and that’s why she swore them off. No one would talk to her the whole time and they seemed to just be interested in getting drunk.

When she entered the loud music hit her ears and she cringed but only for a second, she got use to it pretty quickly. She recognised some people in her year and some people in the year above. She could smell what she suspected was weed and she could feel people bumping into her.

She wanted to find a Maria but, Maria found her. She came beside her and clung onto Eliza, resting her chin on her shoulder.

“Heeeeyy.” She slurred and Eliza looked down at her tight red dress and red lips, she was very pretty “I’m so glad you came ‘Liza, I missed you!”

“I saw you yesterday.” Eliza said with a giggle and Maria just smiled widely at the sound.

“I still missed you,” she took her hand “wow, you look so pretty.” Maria said with no shame, and Eliza went red in embarrassment.

“Thanks, so do you.” Maria took Eliza by the hand and lead her to the kitchen.

There wasn’t that many people in the kitchen but it still wasn’t empty. Maria took a cup and poured some cherry juice and vodka in it with ice.

“I can’t get drunk.” Eliza tried to reason but Maria just shoved the drink in her hand “It okay, one drink won’t make that happen.”

Eliza was about to open her mouth but was stopped when Maria shouted into the living room “Put down that vase, that’s my mothers!” She turned back to Eliza and let out a smile “I’ll be right back.”

Eliza sighed when she left and looked down at the drink in her hand, gingerly taking a sip. She felt something on her, like someone was watching her for some reason and when she looked up she saw someone’s deep brown eyes starring back at her.

“I’m just saying,” John says, sitting on the counter of the kitchen “We’ve been at this school for 2 years now and nothing, not one guy has looked at me,” he pointed to himself with a sad smile “I mean, look at these freckles, I’m very attractive.”

Hercules and Laf let out a laugh at that and Alex just smirks at him “And theses two,” John carries on, pointing to his other friends, a bit of beer spilling from the side of the cup “No girl,” he says and Lafayette lets out a little cough “or guy, sorry Laf, has paid any attention to them.”

John looks over at Alex with glazed over eyes “You’ve been here for a month and girls, guys have thrown themselves at you hell, I think Mrs Edwards has a little bit of a thing for you.”

“That’s completely inappropriate,” Alex says, although his smirk said he was loving it “What can I say, I’m a very charming guy.”

As soon as he said that, a girl that was walking past them had tripped up on her feet and was about to fall head first, but Alexander quickly caught her by the waist and lifted her to her feet.

“Carefully, babe, you don’t want to hurt yourself.” He said and winked at her.

The girl let out a little giggle and heat started to rise on her cheeks before she started walking very fast towards her group of friends who were looking over at the group.

“That you are, mon ami.” Lafayette said with a smirk and Alex chuckled, looking to the side when his eyes caught a girl.

She was looking back at him, and he recognised her in an instant. She was the girl from his English class, her name seemed to escape him but he did remember a moment from a class that has stuck with him since.

“I’m just saying, you don’t have to write feminist character by them only being portrayed as strong as masculine. They could be emotional, they could be homemakers, they could be desperate to get married, they could not want to get married at all. That doesn’t make them any less important.”

He had looked at her in awe at the time but completely forgot to go and introduce himself at the end of class.

She looked beautiful standing there and she was still starring back at him until she cast her eyes down, scratching the back of her head. She took another sip of her drink and Alex waned nothing more than to go up to her.

“… Mon ami, are you listening to me?” He was drawn out of his gaze when he felt a hand tapping his shoulder.

“Huh?” He asked and looked back to see his friends all with raised eyebrows “I’m sorry, would you repeat that?”

“Why?” John asked curiously “What was distracting you?”

“Oh,” Hercules said suddenly and started to smirk “Was it Miss Schuyler?”

“What?” Alex asked with a nervous laugh “Who’s that?”

Hercules rolled his eyes and pointed to the girl he had just been starring at. “Oh, yes, well,” he pulling his hair that was in a ponytail “she is very beautiful.”

“That she is,” Laf said “and very clever, she’s in my French class, she’s the best in the class, only second to me.”

“Looks like you missed your chance,” Hercules said and Alexander furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

“What do you mean?”

They all pointed back to where she was standing to see Thomas Jefferson was very close to her, his face only inches away from her face.

He was being very animated, moving his hands around a lot. Alex looked down at Eliza to see fury in her eyes, her fist clenched and he knew that she didn’t need any of his help as she was about to tell him where to stick it herself, but he wanted to offer it anyway.

“Hold my drink.” He said and pushed his drink into John’s hands who took it with confusion.

“Umm, where are you going?” Lafayette asked and Alex just waved his hand.

“Going to meet my future wife.”

They all rolled their eyes at him but Alex had a plan that he was going to stick with.

“Hey babe, you okay?” he asks sweetly, sliding his arm around her shoulder and pulling her close.

“Um…” Eliza looked up at him with confusion in her eyes but she wasn’t uncomfortable, she was just happy to get Thomas away from her.

“You can go now, Thomas, thanks for keeping her company.” He said with a tight smile and Thomas just huffed in annoyance, making his was to the living room.

When he webt Eliza was quick to yank his arm off from around her, giving him a hard look “You didn’t have to do that you know, I was just about to handle it.”

Alex smirked at her anger “I have the utmost faith that you would have handled that, I just wanted to be the one who helped you out.”

Eliza looked at him even with the blush on her cheeks, trying to stay annoyed at him as much as she could.

“I’m Alexander Hamilton.” He said and stuck his hand out for her to shake, she took it and shook it passively.

“I know who you are.” She says before she realises how bad that sounds but Alex just smirks at her.

“So, you’ve noticed me.”

The truth is, she had. She had heard about the new boy in school and she had seen him when walking down the hallway. He seems cocky, winking at every person that passes him. Charming everyone with kisses on hands and sweet smiles. She’ll admit he is attractive but he seemed to up himself for her own taste.

But he was in her English class, and in English he acted differently. He was so passionate about the subject, so passionate about writing. He was open and carefree and would have actually intelligent discussion in the class. If Eliza thought he was attractive before she was completely heart eyes for him after seeing him in English.

One time, they were given a poetry assignment and when he read his out she was certain he could see the blush on her cheek.

“He who gave the winds to blow and the lightnings to rage he who gave the winds to blow and the lightnings to rage even him I have always loved and served…” He had read with so much passion she seemed to forget her first impressions of him completely and only focus on the Alex she sees in English.

“We take the register in English, don’t be so arrogant.” She said quickly when she realised that she hadn’t answered in a while.

“It’s quite hot in here,” he said suddenly and she wondered where he was gong with this. He took the cup from here hands and she felt hairs stand on the back of her neck when their fingers brushed “Do you, to to the garden with me? We could talk?”

She bit her lip and nodded her head before she can think her way out of it. She let him take her hand and interlock their fingers as they maundered their way out of the kitchen and to the garden.

She told herself it was just so they wouldn’t get lost in the crowd but he didn’t let go when they were in the garden. She didn’t mention it and he walked her down the garden until she saw a swing hanging from a tree.

He let go of her hand and went behind the swing, gesturing for her to sit down.

“When was the last time you were on a swing?” He asked and she smiled at him, going to sit down on the swing.

“Last time? Probably since I was 10.” She said and he hummed, starting to push her on the swing.

“So,” she trailed off when they got into a good rhythm “where are you from, new guy.”

Eliza heard him stutter a bit, but he cleared his throat quickly “New York.”

She grinned and dipped her head back and looked at him upside down “Really?” She asked excitedly “Me too.”

Alex looked down at her smile and found it adorable “Best city in the world, ain’t it?”

“The best.” She agreed and he slowly picked up the pace of the swinging.

“Why did you move?” Alex asked her curiously.

“My dad got a better job out of the city,” she said with a shrug “I was really angry at first but you learn to live with it, besides, I can always go back for the weekend.”

“What I wouldn’t kill for a New York bagel right now.” Alex said and started swinging her higher.

“Or pizza.” Eliza said and she laughed loudly, she was going so high she could reach out and touch the leafs of the tree.

“I should probably get home,” she said, looking at the time on her phone, it was almost 1am and her sister was sure to kill her “It’s getting late.”

Eliza has spent most of her time talking to Alex, they had moved from the swing set to under the tree. They had talked about everything and nothing and she still managed to have a good time. He was smart, and funny and she hopes they will be spending more time together.

She makes her way to get up but Alex is quick to catch her and and drag her back down.

“Alex!” She shrieked “If I’m bruised, I will blame it on you.”

“Just stay,” he says with a laugh “I want you to stay.”

She turns to face him “I want to stay with you too,” she says in honesty “but if I don’t get home now, my family will kill me.”

This time Eliza does get up, and Alex quickly gets up too, walking in front of her.

“Well, who’s your ride?” He asks.

“My sister.” Eliza answers and Alex stops her walking by taking her shoulder.

“I’ll tell you one thing that’s good here that we don’t have in New York.” He says an digs into his pocket “It’s easier to get a car.” He dangles the keys in front of her and takes her by the hand, leading her to his car.

“Well,” he says, stopping in front of her house “This is you.”

Eliza bites her lip and looks at him nervously “Thank you for the ride.”

“No problem.” Alex replies, also nervous.

“I had a good time tonight,” she says, turning to face him “I thought it would be the absolute worst but you made it worthwhile so, thank you for that.”

Alex moved a little forward, “I had a really good time with you too.”

Eliza could see him moving forward and she smirked, moving forward so he could feel her breath on his lips “Alexander,” she says in a whisper “Do you really think I’d let you kiss me without asking me out on a date first?”

And with that she pulls away, getting out of the car and waving at him as she makes her way to the car.

Alex follows her until she’s inside and he leans back, his head resting on the seat.

“Shit.” He whispered to himself.

anonymous asked:

sorry if im bothering you,,, pal,, i love your doodled-on character posters,,, may i ask how you make them ?? thanks

okay, so here’s a tutorial on how to make the doodled-on character posters that i’ve been doing since a while.

  • you need some version of photoshop for this. im using photoshop cs5
  • you need a pinterest
  • like/reblog if this helped you pls
  • rest of the stuff is under the cut

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OBLIGATORY 666 FOLLOW FOREVER // BIAS LIST.

when i made my first blog last year, i never  ( in a million years ) would’ve guessed i’d ever accumulate this number of followers. ever. with my on and off activity, n’ mass shitposting, i’m surprised i ever even surpassed 100. way more important than numbers, though, are the people who i’ve met & interacted with here, and who have inspired me – or encouraged me to stick around, when i wasn’t feeling it.  ™

i’ve said it countless times – & i’ll say it when i’m on my deathbed : i love cloud strife. he was the first muse i wanted to pick up, but i decided against it because he was already such a popular character and muse. finally making this blog back in october of 2016 wasn’t a mistake. despite being painfully awkward, i’ve met a ton of people ; some i speak to regularly, and others  ( – my bad  not so much. 

all the same  ( gross i appreciate everyone sticking around. ffvii has been a part of my life quite literally since the year i was born, and having some means of conveying how much it (& cloud ) means to me is pretty therapeutic, n’ relaxing. i won’t ramble much more, anyhow. i’m not gonna tag most everyone in the list below, obviously, but i’ll make some mentions. the usual stuff, right ?  cloud voice: let’s mosey.

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Celebration Day 1 Debrief

Intro/Concert Footage

First, everyone started together in a sectioned off part of the soundstage. There was a big screen with the Celebration 2017 art, and a large Prince symbol in the back left corner, lit up with progressive lights. It was like he was watching over the whole thing!

We were welcomed by Damaris and encouraged to be fully present during the weekend. She mentioned it’s “up to us to continue his legacy.” And noted “if you are a fan of Prince, You are a part of his legacy.”

They then showed 45 minutes of the May 25, 2014 show at the Ziggo Dome in Amsterdam. EXCELLENT quality! 

Songs included :
Something in the Water Does Not Compute
Pretzelbodylogic/Sailor’s Hornpipe/Stratus
What’s My Name/Sacrifice of Victor (he crip walked during this part we fell out)
Piano Segment (How Come U Don’t Call Me, Condition of the Heart, Diamonds & Pearls)
Purple Rain (You may have seen the clip of this where he invites people to Paisley)

Break

30 minute break in the food tent. They showed music videos while people enjoyed snacks or had their meal plan meals. Tyka was among us being normal. We didn’t attempt speak this time since we met her at the tribute last year, but somehow got some alone time with her and her husband while they waited for food. Still super nice!

Good idea to have music during that break since a lot of us were singing along as we moved along to the next session.

NPG 1989 - 2000

Panel discussion with Morris Hayes, Levi Seacer, Tony M and Damon Dixon. They shared their origin stories. 

Morris - In the house band for the Glam Slam, later in Carmen Electra’s Band. Opened for P during the D&P tour. Had a passive interest in being in P’s band but not totally enthused due to hours, pay, etc. When the tour was over, he went to thank Prince for having him on and P said “your work here is not done.” (lol) Kept hearing from others that he’d been added to P’s band, but never had official word about it. He was like “whaaat?” At a club in a “mandatory fun” type appearance…told by Gilbert (P’s security guy) that he should go speak to P and to be excited because he’d basically already told Prince that Morris accepted the invitation to be in the band, though he hadn’t yet. Went to speak to Prince… 

Prince : “What’s up grandson? Needs some work? Need a job?”

Morris was excited at first about the opportunity, then like…oh boy…i’m in Prince’s band now…with a dread/nervous/excitement.

Levi - Was in Sheila’s band playing guitar. Recruited to join P’s as a bassist. Funny story of P yelling out “If it ain’t from Minneapolis, it ain’t nothing” during a concert…while half the band was from the bay area (Sheila, Miko, Levi, Bonnie).

Tony M/Damon Dixon - Wranglers during the filming of Purple Rain (in charge of getting the extras where they needed to be). They were hanging out dancing in the bathroom with their boombox when P walked in. P watched for a while then left. One of P’s people gave them a tape with 7 songs on it and instructions to make up dances to them all by 5am the next morning. They worked on the dances all night in Tony M’s mom’s apartment.

On Tony M’s raps 
He was very aware that people did not like his rapping..even at the time. 

On Goldnigga saving a lot of the NPG
“I was in a wheelchair with a tailpipe on it and Prince pulled me out…he saved me” Note : Morris is a CHARACTER OKAY?! LOOOOOL

On the band playing other people’s songs, but P not allowing other people to do his
Morris questioned P about this while practicing a cover. P’s response “because this is what they MEANT to do…”

On the Creation of Diamonds and Pearls’ Lead Single
After a promo concert at WB, the President of WB called Levi and said the album didn’t have a single yet…and wanted Levi to tell Prince this. Levi was like “why me?!” They felt he could deliver the message better. Levi let P know and he was upset…but worked on a song in the meantime. 5 hours later…P called Levi into the studio at 5 am…hit play…and played Cream. After it was over P asked him, “Do you think they’ll like it?”

Prince’s Guitars

With guitar tech Takuemi and Dave Rusen creator of the Cloud Guitar

- The Cloud Guitar from Purple Rain was made from scratch in 3 weeks.
- Prince never broke a string on a guitar, at least while Takuemi was with him
- Takuemi caught the guitar at the 2004 Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, handed it to Oprah, and walked off. As instructed by Prince

Special Guest Concert

Front row for George Clinton and the Parliament Funkadelic!

I will say…it was FUNKY!

I will also say….Ghost Prince would have made a FORTUNE for the swear jar….

Wow…

And so concludes day 1!

*Pics from the Paisley Park Twitter Account

Thank you so so much for 2K!!! I never even expected a hundred, so I decided to make a lil celebration for my followers, I really hope you enjoy this because I’m so thankful for all of you and love u very much. Every single mutual and every single follower, no matter how much we interacted, you make tumblr way more fun, u are the cutest beans alive and you deserve all the joy in the world. Truly, thank you.

rules:

  • must follow this remus lupin trash - after all this is for my followers (i’ll check)
  • must reblog this post, likes are only for bookmarking (i’ll check).
  • must send me an ask with the emoji of what you want (along with specifications, if asked).
  • you can choose up to 3, and your blog doesn’t need to be solidly about hp, sideblogs are okay as well, just let me know.
  • must get 20 notes or i’ll obliviate this post and disappear into the void.
  • blacklist “bruna celebrates” if you don’t want to see this on your dash.

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MOM HOLY FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!Please excuse the fact that the thing above looks like it was made in 2 minutes (because it was) I’m still pretty flustered about this all jfdks

Anyway, lordy jesus, its been nearly two years since this blog has been up??? Time flies. I can remember when I first decided to dive headfirst into the Indie scene with this blog and with Riku as a character in general. NGL I was legit a nervous wreck, because I’ve always just been apart of fandoms specifically and I didn’t???? Know what to do lol. But slowly, I branched out. Gained lots of amazing friends, lost some, saw some amazing characters that still hold themselves near and dear to my heart. I as well as Ri have experienced many things, many feelings, and none of which is regretted. 

I hope you continue to follow my progression with this nerd child and make you totes not regret having her on your dash jkds;

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Deep Space Nine RECAP: 5x06

I mean obviously.

Season 5, Episode 6: ‘Trials and Tribble-ations’

A coupla suits arrive in Ops, announcing they’re from the DEPARTMENT OF TEMPORAL INVESTIGATIONS, good god yes.

Dax grins. “I guess you boys from Temporal Investigations are…always on time.”

Kira laughs, the space bureaucrats do not, and I am flipping my shit because no one told me that Deep Space Nine’s love letter to The Original Series was also their tonally perfect homage to the X-Files comedy episodes?? BUT IT SO IS. [Update: SO VERY IS]

Kira shows the suits in to Sisko’s office, where Ben, eager to share Deep Space 9’s bounty of space bevs, the glue that holds this society together, asks, “Are you sure you don’t want anything?”

“Just the truth, Captain,” Suit One responds.

Sisko:

Ok here’s some elements essential to the BRILLIANCE of the meta-tastic comedic episodes of The X-Files, which would have been in its own fifth season at this point, and clearly known and loved by the Star Trek: DS9 writers:

- suits, whose demand for explanations provides narrative framework and ballast — check, just brought those in by turbolift
- outlandish supernatural plot devices — born ready
- diegetic jokes — Jadzia Dax has us covered, now and always
- genre jokes, always with the ~feel~ of puns even when they’re not, delivered straight BUT
- with this pervading sense that everyone involved, actors fully but on some level even characters too, are playing it Extra Straight as their way of having as much fun with it as possible
- basically, everyone holds their stares for one hilarious beat too long to leave space for the imaginary *wink*

It is HEAPS OF FUN because the sense of everyone being in on the joke includes us, the audience, and so we love these episodes for their sense of community and affection as much as we do for their creativity and cleverness in taking a break from form to comment on the form. These kinds of episodes are the best and bounciest and all silliness in the service of sincerity and I’M SO HAPPY and we’re only just starting, ahh, AAHH.

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PLEASE DON’T SEND ME “PASS IT ON” MESSAGES !! they stress me out quite a bit. avoid PMing me as i rarely check those! if you really need to talk to me in private shoot me an ask for me to check my PMs and if you want me to reply to messages privately please add a note to the end saying so!

apparently necessary reminder: google exists! i’m not a know-it-all source, honestly i shouldn’t even be your second plan after google unless it’s a question specifically based on me or something relating to me

i try to keep my blog as a safe/positive space so i’d like to avoid negative topics as much as i can! this meaning discourse in fandoms or in general and i keep the politics to a minimum unless it’s lighthearted jokes or absolutely necessary to share.

if you want to commission me please send an email to time2snart@gmail.com

-what do you use to record and edit your speedpaint?

i use OBS to record, and i do my editing in after effects!

-what do you use to draw?

i use a wacom intuos tablet and i do my art in paint tool sai

-what are your pen settings?

i just use the default stuff! minor changes may be made like adjusting sliders if i need it for a certain thing, but for the most part everything is just default

-a blog called papersans is claiming to be you! are they a thief?

that’s literally me, i use it to archive my art so i can find stuff easier without having to hunt through my tag. also available in case people like my art but hate my personality aha

-when is your birthday?

february 6th!

-what is your sexuality?

i choose to go without a label. if i had to describe it: i’m very much romance repulsed but i enjoy intimacy with friends and heavy affection. like i’d happily hug and kiss any of my pals without the need to ask them out or call them some special romantic title (this is of course if they’re okay with it). if i’m not close with people i want to keep absolute distance and lack of contact, the affection is nice but keep it respectful like act kindly like you would to a stranger or acquaintance irl. also please don’t ask me “are you dating (insert friend’s name)?” because i absolutely am not, and likely never will.

with that note though, i do still experience romantic attraction or have phases where i might want to seek that sort of attention, but those are short winded. i just sort of appreciate people from afar and get the hugs and kisses i need from friends and give that in return and it all stays intimate but fully platonic. the only time i might talk about dating anyone is fictional characters because i adore self-inserting as a fun way to enjoy media and even give myself lil confidence boosts or creative runways.

if you think you know a term for this, or think you know the correct label, please keep that to yourself. i don’t even want to know what it might be. i’m happy being completely label-less and it’s comfortable for me, i intend to keep it this way until further notice. if i ever do want to sort myself somewhere i’ll likely change this and do the research myself, thank you.

-how long does it take you to draw?

quick things can be as short as 30 to 45 minutes. sketches often 5-15. big full colour things ranging from flat colour to fully painted can end up in the shorter range but it’s not uncommon to hit the 2-4 hour stretch.

-can i draw you/your ocs?

of course! ahh gosh i would love to see as well!

-favourite band/singer/musician?

USS, marina and the diamonds, the hoosiers, big data, MSI, mother mother, caravan palace, vinter in hollywood/savant, MIKA, ken ashcorp, two door cinema club, the living tombstone, porter robinson, tegan and sara, anamanaguchi, passion pit, studio killers, and also does my friend matt count?

as u can see i’m not good at narrowing lists down

-will you do art for cheap/free?

nah. art is currently the only job/income i have, if ur interested in commissioning me my prices are here. feel free to email me if you want something “off menu” and we can discuss prices about that. sometimes i might do doodle suggestions but it’s rare ur thing’ll actually happen. i collect a sort of suggestion bank on @papersans 

-(venting or something involving abuse, suicidal thoughts, self harm, bullying, eating disorders, or other similar things in real life situations)

i hate to sound rude or not be of help, but please don’t send these messages to me. they send me into horrible anxiety attacks for several personal reasons. if you’re having such negative thoughts i implore you to speak to someone you trust without an anonymous mask, or do your best to seek help from a professional. i have my own things to worry about and as much as i’d like to help, i simply can’t.

-how do you draw lineless/do you have a link to your lineless tutorial?

right here!

-how do you do your checker patterns so easily?

tutorial to come… at some point…..

-can we do an art trade?

sorry, i’ll have to say no. i’m not necessarily busy but i get stressed very easily, so i try to keep my art to either personal stuff or work ! if you would like art from me, please considering commissioning me! my prices are listed in the link on my sidebar/description.

-can you tag [blank]?


sure thing! i usually don’t reply to these asks and i just backtrack to tag recent posts that are necessary, but i’m usually down to tagging things when needed! just know due to issues with memory and just that i tend to blog fast i might miss some things or forget- feel free to remind me! some things i won’t tag for personal reasons without explanation, though, but those cases are rare.

-how tall are you?

i’m 5'10"- before we get into the height discussion that always happens: 1) yes i know that’s apparently really tall. 2) if ur below 5'8" ur itty bitty to me 3) above 6'0"? i’ll give you an acorn to stand next to me at all times to make me look smaller and i can’t guarantee i won’t fall in love with u on the spot. 3) 5'9"-5'11"? we’re now allies in the war i’ll guard ur ankles u guard mine

-what happened to TF?

i kindly ask ya to fuck off

-what is TF?

the less you know the better

-what does “beware the askbox ghost”/“yo spencer wright here and billy queue cobra mean”?

1. the askbox ghost tag is my tag set up in xkit for answered asks to be automatically tagged as when i’m on desktop

2. another xkit tag, it’s for my queue! it’s a pun based on the show “Dude, that’s my ghost!” from the opening sequence

-not a question but important to say STOP CALLING ME DAD OR ANY PARENTAL TITLE i thought we dealt with this months ago but apparently it’s still a goddamn issue

-are you still into eddsworld?

literally every time i get this question it further convinces me to not get back into the show no matter what new content comes out. i’m sick of the fandom, and slowly just getting more reasons to not like it. it was fun at first but now it’s just tiring and not within my interest. i moved on to other things. let’s face it: eddsworld is old and dead and tired and i’ve used up every single idea i have there’s no point for me to continue trying to conjure up new content for something i’m bored of. stop asking about it. stop asking me to draw it and honestly avoid even suggesting ideas for it, they don’t help. if i want to draw for it i will but it’ll be once in a blue moon and likely not without me getting the essence of a bad taste in my mouth. please let me move on before i pull every individual hair out of my head over this. maybe in the future at some point things’ll ease over and i’ll stop feeling sick everytime i hear about the EW fandom but for the time being, no. i’d rather pull out each hair from my arms and legs individually and then try and glue them back in place in perfect position.

-(any sort of “are you still into ______” question)

please just. don’t ask this. in any case. why is it necessary to comment on the fact i have changing interests and focuses. just assume most things i still have a fondness for but if i move onto something else chances are i just won’t draw it as much bc it isn’t in my focus.

-do you still draw eddsworld?

not unless ya fuckin pay me i don’t. literally. i’m not drawing eddsworld on my own will anymore because i’m sick of the fandom and sick of hearing about it. want to see new eddsworld art from me??? stop being cheap and expecting free shit from artists that don’t owe you anything. you wanna see EW stuff from me so badly pay me. my commissions are here and almost always open unless i say otherwise. don’t have money or a way to send it to me? not my problem and too bad on your end.

-you reblogged something from someone extremely problematic/unsafe

thank you for letting me know! tell me what it is they did, even better offer proof on it. i’ll likely delete the post and blacklist their url to hopefully prevent their name popping up on my blog in the future. i won’t publish these asks mostly to avoid discourse or in the event false information is provided. sorta just safety precaution i guess

-you’ve done something bad

again, thank you for letting me know! if i post or say something questionable please feel free to message me and i’ll try my best to address the issue and adjust accordingly. i’m aiming to grow as a person so critique is welcome, both on me and my artwork. don’t just come up and call me an asshole or a prick or something, actually point out the errors and explain why they’re wrong so i can better understand and it doesn’t just turn into a defensive round of who’s worse, because i tend to be a very defensive person.

-i think someone is stealing/reposting your art!

thank you very much for telling me! don’t message them right off the bat, come to me first and i will deal with it. i’ve dealt with this shit tons of times and it’s tiring as fuck but i’d rather repeat the same stupid civil message over and over again than start a giant calamity over something and end up with someone getting hurt. if you do get involved please stay polite about it don’t throw insults just a simple “hey this art was done by princeofmints/tv-headache/zachary jack/dirtypip/(etc my other account names) and he doesn’t want his art reposted, please take this down or add proper credit.”

-can i use your art as an icon?

sure man. only on places like instagram, tumblr, or twitter though, and proper credit in an easy to see place must be given. if a piece of art is of my ocs or especially vent art though never use it for icons. thank you.

-can i repost your art?

man oh man i really wish you wouldn’t but if you have to whatever. just make sure to credit me in the description easy to see, preferably at the top instead of a mile at the bottom under a read more. instagram is really the only place i’ll tolerate reposting WITH CREDIT, everywhere else do not repost my shit. do not trace my shit. do not recolour or edit my shit. want to use it in a video? ask me first please and then add proper credit that’s easy to see.

-can i colour/finish one of your sketches?

please don’t. please, please, do not.

-what is…

       -the adventure zone?

a podcast done by the mcelroy family. justin, travis, and clint play dungeons and dragons with griffin taking on the role of dungeon master. you can listen to it on maximum fun or search it up on itunes

       -don’t starve?

an indie survival game, mostly unique for it’s art style and creative choices. that’s why i’m fond of it, at least. i find it really pleasant to look at and listen to and watch and i love the characters and stories behind it! the game does cost money but just reading through the wiki about the characters and watching the trailers on youtube can give you a pretty good idea on what it’s about, so playing the game isn’t really necessary to be in the fandom i think.

       -oxenfree?

sort of a fantasy, sci-fi horror game. some teenagers go to an island for a party but end up contacting ghosts and get into a whole slew of shenanigans. this one i do recommend playing mostly just for the vast amounts of dialogue and choices to be made. there are a few parts that are a little jumpscare-y but if you keep the lights on and play where you feel safe i don’t think they’d be too bad! might trigger really bad paranoia though so be safe. they mostly consist of figures fizzing in or sudden static. if you play through it a second time on the same timeline they do get a little worse and even doing my best to comfort myself one of the pictures does nasty stuff to me just because of the way it looks. it’s not gorey or horrible or anything it’s just unnerving as fuck.

    -(something that isn’t listed here)

you can always google stuff

-how do you feel about people mimicking your art style?

for me personally, i won’t gripe about it too much just because i learned art from trying to mimic others and my own style is just an amalgamation of art styles i really like that sort of transpired into it’s own unique(?) thing. when it comes to people trying to draw in my style it personally doesn’t bother me too much, most of my concern actually goes out to the other artist. if ur gonna mimic a style please know the concepts and basics of it. don’t just draw in it because it looks cool, learn the aspects of it and why things look the way they do. i mostly say this because i see a lot of artists copying me and i can tell they don’t really know what they’re doing and it’s seriously hindering them. if you want to learn from my style, please, go ahead, just make sure to study up and learn your own path to avoid hurting your own progress. saying this, there is a point where i very much do not like this stuff and it makes me uncomfortable. but that’s more along the lines of people tracing, just straight up redrawing my stuff, or trying to mimic so closely you could be mistaken for me or ur aiming to have a style indistinguishable from mine. those i’m not okay with. but like, learning from and using me as a study point is okay just make sure u have a breaking off point where ur own individual style comes out for ur own sake.

Fugientibus-Part 7

Originally posted by skylerlockerbie

Characters: Y/n, Draco, OC Tanya

Pairing: Draco x Y/n (GENDER NEUTRAL)

Warnings: Fluff, fluff and a lot more fluff.

Word Count: 673

Summary: Y/n decides Draco needs to let loose, finding the perfect opportunity.

A/N: Ok, seventh part!! I told y’all there won’t be much drama for the next few parts, and I meant it!! It’s gon be basically all fluff for a while, just so that when we go back to the sadness and hopelessness, it’s gon be so much worse.Hope u like it!!

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“Hey, Tanya”.

She looked up, a smile growing on her face.

“Good morning, y/n. You seem extra chipper today”.

You nodded, your mood having been getting better and better over the past two months.

The job was going great.

You got along well with everyone.

You’d even made a few friends as well.

Sure, there were parts of your life that you had to hide, making up whatever you could to fill in the gaps.

But everything seemed to be going good.

Even Draco seemed like he was adjusting to Muggle life.

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CIVILIAN. do not mind the horrible graphic — it did not turn out how i wanted it to. but anyways, i wanted to do this for days but then i got some issues with my laptop and couldn’t find the graphic and i was too lazy to remake it. anyways— here we are. there’s more than 100 of you and i am so happy to have reached this milestone on bakugou !! bakugou means a lot to me, as a muse and as a character in general. it took me a while to make his muse public and here we are !! thank you all so much for your support— without you guys, i never thought i would come this far, and every of you mean a lot to me !! the list is in no particular order & i know there are still some people i need to interact with, but they’re worth my appreciation anyway. still, thank you so much !! ( gives u lots of love and kissies )

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fic: this is the golden age (of something good and right and real) 

summary: immortals!au in which they fall in love in 1961, fall apart in 1965, and fall again in 2015. 

word count: 10.1k

warnings: the usual swearing/sex, vague descriptions of PTSD, somewhat detailed descriptions of war violence, implied character death 

a/n: WHAT?!?!?!? CALISTA WROTE A ONE SHOT?!?! SAY IT AIN’T SO!! as always s/o to the other half of team sugar spice and everything nice, megan slimeboyhowell for cheering me on and letting me headcanon abt hot Marine phil at odd hours of the morning <33 i was gonna make a playlist for this but nobody ever listens to those, so i come bearing two wonderful songs for u to listen to that remind me of this fic: the song from the title, state of grace (acoustic) by taylor swift + forever and ever amen by the drums


They’re unabashedly in love in the biting New York frost of the winter of 1964, one month before Phil leaves for Vietnam.

Dan is twenty-three and already established as a photographer at The New York Post; Phil teaches English and Art History to thirteen and fourteen year olds at Astor Country Day on the Upper East Side. Their apartment (their, their, their, he loves reminding himself of the sharedness, even now) in the Village is cluttered with scattered mementos of their three years together, photographs framing bare skin, cheap photo booth strips, notes signed with hesitant x’s and drenched in cologne, brochures from the Van Gogh exhibition at the MoMA from the year before. It’s big enough for the two of them to hole themselves in from the tenacious hum of the city below, to hide them from eyes that linger too long on their clasped hands and twin smiles, to last on artist salaries.

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