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Montgomery x Reader Imagine (Part 7/?)

IMPORTANT NOTE: Can I just say that I always get sooo excited when someone comments on my imagines and I always want to reply and give you all hugs and say thank you but I don’t do it because I when I comment name of my other blog shows up so that would be weird and confusing lol
But yeah I see EVERYTHING and want to thank you a million times ❤
PART 1    PART 2     PART 3     PART 4
    PART 5     PART 6

action moves like a month of so forward, somewhere around halloween

“You’re going to the Friday’s party, right?”, Jessica asked when we were warming up before dance on basketball game.

“Umm, not sure yet”, I smiled faintly.

“Excuse me? Y/N Y/L/N can’t not come for halloween party!”, Monty and Bryce were walking by us and clearly overheard.

“I’ll try my best to make it to the party, but I’m doing trick or treat with my cousin and definitely can’t cancel that”.

“You can bring you cousin to the party, the more girls the better”, Bryce sent me his probablly most disgusting smile.

“She’s six, you vein fuck”.

“Well, you can come after you will be done. Come on”, Sheri begged.

“I’ll try my best”, I repeated.

Two days later I was walking around the city with my cousin, she dressed as Joker, me as Harley Quinn and I wasn’t too amused about that, because half of the girls were dressed like Harley, but Trixie* is way too stubborn to fight with her about that. And it was actually cute how surprised she was everytime we passed someone dressed as Harley.

“Have you seen it?”, she whispered. “She was dreesed just like you!”

“I know!”, I made shocked face everytime. “But she doesn’t have this cool baseball bat“.

My dad said I can’t go around dressed like that without anything for selfdefence, so I borrowed Jeff’s bat.
I was walking around, joking with this little six-years-old nugget and didn’t even realised we went to Monty’s house until he opened the door.

“Hi, Monty”, I smiled when he opened the door.

“Trick of treat!”, Trixie shouted.

“Well, treat! You don’t mess with Joker, am I right? And who is your pretty friend?”, he smiled at me.

“It’s Harley. But just for today, normally she’s Y/N and she doesn’t dress like a hooker”, she said seriously.

“Trixie!”, I softly jerked her hand. “Where did you hear that word?”

“In tv”, she shrugged like it was nothing.

“You know, you probably shouldn’t use that word”, Monty crouched in front of Trixie and threw some candies into the basket. “Your mum might get really upset if she heard you say it”.

“Okay, I won’t.”

I was actually surprised how good Monty was with little child, because no one would expect that from typical jock and number one bully in school.

“You’re not at the party?”, I asked.

“I’m leaving soon”, he said as he was standing up. “Are you gonna show up?”

“Yeah, I think I’ll come after I’m finished. Oh come on”, I looked into Trixie’s basket. “You can do better than that, de la Cruz”.

He grinned at me and threw more candies into basket.

“Thanks! Cool!”, Trixie said excited.

“You’ll get some at the party”, he said quietly.

“Will it be trick or treat?”, I asked and bit my lower lip.

“You’ll see”.

Trixie jerked my hand. “Is that your boyfriend?”, she whispered but loud enough for Monty to hear.

“No sweetie, he’s not my boyfriend, just my friend, Monty”, I felt I started blushing.

“Okay”, she nodded her head.

“We’re gotta go, a lot of candies to get”, I smiled. “See you later. Trixie, say bye”

“Bye, Monty!”, she waved at him.

“Bye, girls”, he smiled. “Y/N, you look good when you’re blushing”, he said when we walked a little bit. I didn’t say anything, just shook me head and smile.

Three hours later I finally got to the party, went straight to the kitchen and made myself a drink.

“Where did you lost your Joker?”, Montgomery showed up next to me.

“This party wouldn’t handle Joker”, I laughed.

“You know, as much as I would like to take you upstairs or somewhere right, you should probably look for Jess. I think she and Justin had a fight”.

“Shit”, I rolled my eyes. “Thanks”, I smiled at him and took my drink.

I started looking for Jessica, but instead I spotted Justin talking to Zach, pointing at one place, and that was were I found Jess and Sheri.

“Okay, straight to the point, what happened?”, I asked.

“He’s just… ugh… I’m so tired of him!”, she shouted and drank her drink at once.

I sighed, grabbed her armed and made her follow my steps and we went to the Justin.

“What happened to you two?”, I asked Justin.

“She’s fucking psycho!”

“Can’t you just do one thing I ask you for?!”, Jessica screamed.

“Okay, I’m out”, Zach raised his hands and walked away.

“What did he do or didn’t do?”.

“I’m Nancy, he was supposed to be Sid”.

“I am Sid!”, he defended himself.

“Are you serious? Do you even have internet to check things?”

“Both of you shut up!”, I covered their mouths with my hands. “Okay, Justin you could have done a little bit better. But Jess, when you two stand next to each other no one has a doubt who you are. Sind and Nancy. Nancy and Sid”, I smiled.

“Really?”, she asked.

“Yeah”, I nodded my head. “Now, kiss”, I looked at Justin, who still looked pissed. “Oh come on, you can’t be mad at her for too long, we all know that”

He finally grinned and gave Jess a hug.

“Yay, Y/N, the peacemaker!”, Jeff came up to us and high fived me.

“Okay, Y/N, don’t freak out”, Sheri said with a tone that actually made me wanna freak out. “Don’t look but on your two o’clock is…”

Of course I looked before she even finished the sentence. “Oh, fuck”, I quickly turned my face.

“What? Who is that?”, Jess asked.

“My fucking scumbag exboyfriend, Sean”, my jaw instantly clenched. “Why is he even here? He already graduated, he wasn’t even in Liberty High”

“I think he came with Bryce’s cousin”, Sheri said.

“Fuck”, I tok a huge sip of my drink.

“Monty!”, Jess waved at de la Cruz. “Put your arm around Y/N”.

“What?”, me and Monty asked at the same time.

“He wraps his arm around you, it looks like you’re together and this Sean or whatever his name is won’t come anywhere near you”.

Her plan was pretty good, I had to admit.

“Put you fucking arm around me, Montgomery”, I said through my clenched teeth and so he did.

“He’s here?”, he asked shocked. “We all warned you, when you started dating him. First of all, you were freshman, he was senior, second of all he wasn’t even in Liberty…”

“And he was in our opponent’s basketball team”, Justin added.

“Oh, stop with the fucking basketball team, like it’s the most important part of the story”, I rolled my eyes.

“Okay, but what’s the story?”, Jessica asked, she didn’t know anything, because she wasn’t at Liberty High when everything happened.

“He banged her and she never heard of him again”, Justin said.

“We were official”, I said with sharp tone. “But yeah, he broke up with me right after we… you know”, I finished my drink with one sip.

“Okay, I’ll bring you another, cause I see you need one”, Monty took my empty cup.

“Thanks, lots of vodka, please”.

“I’ll kick his ass”, Jeff said very pissed, and Jeff is not a person who get pissed easily.

“Me too”, Foley added.

“No one’s gonna kick anybody’s ass, go outside, play some beerpong, we’re not making any scene”, I pushed to te backyard and stayed with Sheri.

“Hey, it’s gonna be okay”, she tried to cheer me up. “Monty might be, well, Monty, but he’s always there if someone needs him, and Sean can’t be that dumb, to come up to you when you have Montgomery by your side”.

“You’re probably right”, I sent her faint smile and turned around just to see that Sean was already right in front of me.

“Well hello, Y/N. You’re looking even better than when I last saw you, if that’s even possible”, he looked at me up and down.

“Yeah, that’s cool but I got somewhere to be”, I tried to walked next to him, but he took a step to the left and got in my way.

“Come on, don’t run away, we can sit somewhere and go down the memory lane, you know, good, old times”, he stroked my cheek.

“First of all, don’t touch me”, I flinched. “Second of all, there are no good, old times, leave me alone”.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Justin and Jessica coming to us, Jess tried to calm him down.

“Oh, come on, babe”, Sean rolled his eyes.

“She’s not your babe”, suddenly Monty stood next me and I felt like I started breathing again, even though I didn’t realised I had held my breath.

“Is she yours?”.

“She asked you to leave her alone”, Monty took a step towards Sean, so now he was separating him from me.

“Or what?”

“You really wanna see?”, I spotted Montgomery clenched his fists.

“You wanna do it outside?”

“Okay, okay”, I stepped between the two of them. “No one is gonna do anything outside, we’re not making scene”, I spotted Jessica holding Justin arm and Zach whispering something to Jeff. I also noticed music stopped playing, so now everybody’s eyes were on us.

“Oh, I see”, Sean chuckled. “Your whole protect committee is here. Jeff, Justin, Sheri… Everyone who comfort little, poor Y/N after her terrible boyfriend broke up with her”.

Monty got pissed and tried to took another step forward, but I stopped him.

“Monty, don’t”, I whispered. “Okay, Sean, it’s enough”.

I almost made Monty turn around and leave the room, but Sean just wouldn’t stop.

“Maybe if you weren’t so fucking boring in bed I wouldn’t break up with you after I fucked you two times”.

Justin got out of Jessica’s grip and this time I literally had to pushed Montgomery to stop him, only Zach could keep Jeff in place.

“Justin, don’t!”, I shouted and he stopped walking.

I turned to face Sean.

“The right word is “bored” not “boring””, I said calmly. “I was bored in bed. And maybe I wouldn’t be so fucking bored if there was anything to be excited about”, I took a glance at his crotch, making hints about size of his member worked on every guy if you wanted to shut him up. I turned back to Monty.

“Dumb slut”, I heard behind me.

Monty clenched again, his eyes were dark with rage.

“Montgomery, don’t”, I said softly and put my hands on his chest.. “Just drop it.”

“You let him talk to you like that?”, he whispered.

I smiled at him. What he didn’t noticed was that I was boiling inside. And that my hand was clenched in fist. I turned around and punched Sean right in the nose. Everybody’s jaws dropped. He put his hand on his face and when he took it away, still in shock, I punched him again.

“I don’t want to see you ever again!”, I shouted. “You hear me? Ever again!”, once I let my anger get out of me I just couldn’t stop and kicked him in the anckle. “Fucking scumbag!”

“Okay, that’s enough”, Monty grabbed me in my waist, pulled me up and carried me outside. 

“Put me down, I’ll fucking kill him. Montomery, put me down!”, I tried to punch him in his ribs with my elbow.

“Yeah, I’ll handle it”, he said quietly to someone, probably Jeff, cause we just went past him.

We left the house, Monty closed door with a kick and continued carrying me.

“Fuck you, Montgomery”, I shouted.

When we were far from people, he finally put me down, turned me, so I was standing face to face with him and he put his hands on my shoulders.

“Calm down”.

“Don’t tell me to calm down! Why you can get angry and beat the shit out of people, and I can’t?”, I looked at him

“Because you‘re better than that!”, he shouted and that stopped me for a moment. “You’re better than that”, he said calmly. “You’re better than me”.

He saw I was calmer, so he took his hands off my shoulders.

“You okay?”, he asked concerned.

“Yeah… I’m sorry… I acted like a fucking psycho”.

“Hey, hey, don’t apologize for it, the guy is a dick”.

“Did this punch at least looked good or was it that funny, pathetic show that girls always do when they hit someone with their funny little fists?”, I asked.

“Well, even though your fists are funnily small, the punch was actually impressive”, he nodded his head. “Not pathetic. At least until you kicked his anckle,then you started acting like a girl.”

“Whatever”, I rolled my eyes and realised my hand actually hurt a little bit, Monty spotted grin on my face.

“I’ll get you some ice”, he offered.

“No, just”, I touched his arm. “Let’s just… Don’t go inside for a few minutes”.

“What about your hand?”, he asked concerned. “It hurts and it’ll be worse, trust me”.

“It’s okay…”, I mumbled. I looked up because I heard door opening and saw Jeff, who carried a bag of ice. “Thank you, Atkins”, I smiled.

“We can murder him if you want, you know?”, he said.

“Nobody’s gonna murder anyone”, I rolled my eyes.

Door opened again and Zach, Justin, Sheri, Jessica and Bryce walked out.

“What the hell, dudes?”, Walker asked. “Y/N, you’re at a party fifteen minutes and you start a fight?”

“Oh God, you’re so stupid”, I sighed. “You should really pay more attention to who’s coming to your party, Bryce.”

“He’s my cousin’s friend from college and you’re acting like crazy bitch.”

“Have you even been there?!”, I asked loudly.

“Leave her alone, Bryce”, Monty said.

“Actually you know, Bryce, you and Sean would be great best friends as you both treat girls like trash”, I added.

Walker didn’t answear anything, just looked at me for a moment.

“Keep an eye on your chick, Monty”, he said finally.

“First of all, I’m not his chick, and what was that even supposed to mean?”, I asked.

“Just saying”, he shrugged and went back home.

“Fuck you, Bryce”, I shouted to him. “Did he just threatened me?”

“Come on, he’s just talking crap”, Justin said.

“No, Justin, he literally said to Monty to keep his eye on me”.

“For now, let’s focus on you keeping ice on your hand”, Montgomery took the bag of ice I hold in my left hand and put it on the right one.

“He threatened me, you all heard it”, I pointed at all of my friends.

“Let’s just all stay together for the rest of the night, alright?”, Jess proposed. “This party has gotten really fucking weird.”

And so we did, Monty really felt into this whole “put your fucking arm around me” thing, cause whenever Sean was seen closer than on the opposite end of the party, Monty’s hand automatically went on me. And when his arm wasn’t around me, he was in the kitchen making me a drink, to make sure my cup isn’t empty.

One thing led to another and after few drinks I was very, very buzzed and that makes me very touchy so as soon as right moment came I dragged Monty into first empty room and locked the door.

“Mont, do you know what time is it?”, I asked. “It’s a hook up time”, I answered my own question before he even opened his mouth , brought him closer by his neck and kissed.

At first he was a little shocked, what kind of surprised my drunk mind, it’s not like it’s the first time we were doing it, then he got into kissing for a moment, but when he realized I was slowly moving us towards bed, he moved away.

“What’s wrong?”, I asked.

“Babe, you’re wasted”, he said.

“So? If you don’t remember I also was drunk the first time we had sex”.

“You weren’t that drunk”, he crossed his arms.

“Like you care”, I snorted.

“Maybe you should take a nap”, he offered.

“I don’t want a nap, I want you to fuck me”, I said and put my arms around his neck. “Daddy?”

At this point he almost cracked, I could tell when he bit his lower lip and close his eyes.

“I don’t take advantage of drunk girls”, he said with his eyes still closed.

“Oooh, daddy has some morals?”, my thumb went up and down on the back of his neck.

He sighed, put his hands on my hips, kissed me and started moving us towards bed.

He laid me on bed  and the moment my head touched the pillow I felt how soft and comfy it was and how tired I actually was and that I couldn’t even bother to move my lips.

“Are you tired?”, Monty asked softly.

I nodded my head.

I closed my eyes, he moved me so I was laying on side and not on my back and covered me with a blanket.

“Take a nap”, he whispered and left the room.

It felt like a minute passed when someone kneeled next to bed.

“Hey, you’re okay?”, Monty asked.

“God, you left like a minute ago, let me nap”, I mumbled and covered my head with blanket.

Montgomery giggled. “Y/N, you slept for an hour”.

“What?!”, I quickly sat on bed.  

“It’s okay”, he smiled. “Here, I got you some water”.

“Thanks”, I took a glass from him and drank it all at once. “God, I feel like shit after that nap, why did you let me nap?”, I moaned.

“Because you were wasted”.

“I wasn’t that drunk. A little buzzed, but not wasted”, I rolled my eyes.

“I called you babe and you didn’t reply with your ‘I’m not your babe’”.

“Maybe I was trying to be nice?”

Montgomery didn’t answer, just bit his lips trying not to laugh.

“What? What did I do?”, I asked. “Monty, tell me”, I punched his arm.

“You called me daddy”, he said finally.

“No, I didn’t”, I said disgusted.

He nodded his head.

“Oh my God”, I laid back and again covered my face with blanket in embarrassment. “You know it wasn’t me talking? I was wasted”.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought”, he laughed. “You want more water?”

“No, I’m good. Thank you, Monty”, I smiled.

“You’re welcome”.

*Trixie - named after Trixie from show “Lucifer” on FOX, if you haven’t watch it, I hardly recommend it, very good shit and Trixie is my favourite.

Oh, sorry this one was mostly dialogues, but I kinda struggle with describing and that kinda stuff because english is not my first language (I really have to stop using it as an excuse for everything)


In case you haven’t already heard about the blog exposing-the-fakes, let me update you. It’s run by a girl who goes by the name Diana Leigh and claims she’s 21, lives in LA, and, most bizarrely, personally knows 5sos. She gives out false and sometimes worrisome information about the boys. For example, she tells people Michael self harms. How would he feel if he saw that; someone he’s never met convincing her 2,000 followers of something so serious? Although it could be accurate, she isn’t someone who would know. The only people who do are Michael and those who are actually close to him. The fact that she’s going around promising it to be true is only doing damage. On top of all that, she’s hinting towards the fact that she’s Ashton’s “secret girlfriend”. Those are just two of her lies. They don’t end there, but listing them all would take forever.

I wouldn’t be concerned about this situation if no one believed her, but for some strange reason — even though she’s never provided any solid proof whatsoever — a lot of people do. Like I mentioned before, she has at least 2,000 followers. Fans are putting their faith in her and genuinely thinking their questions and wishes will get to 5sos through her blog. It’s messed up and has left me feeling uneasy for a long time now.

So, I’m here to hopefully shut her down for good.

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Detective Conan 995 [Japanese to English Translation]
  • Anguished… Depressed… Worried Conan?!
  • Ran’s behavior is strange?! Conan and Kogoro decide to follow Ran and…

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anonymous asked:

Ugh, another stupid Sleepy-kinq supporter. You say that your blog is a home for everyone, yet you support someone like him. You're disgusting even talking to someone who jokes about rape.

Listen, dear anon. Let me stop you right there. @sleepy-kinq is my friend. You are NOT allowed to talk about him any type of way! He has said he’s sorry on multiple occasions! And as a rape victim myself, it highly offends me when you call ME disgusting! You can call me names all day long! You can slander my blog! You can even send all the hate messages that you want, but you will NOT talk about Skrill that way! He’s made mistakes, but he said he was sorry! You, anon, disgust me. I never say that to anyone, but you, my friend, need to get out of my blog, NOW! I do not tolerate things like this, so excuse me, could you please leave? I know what rape is like, and it’s not ok. It’s horrible, and it stays with you your entire life. I bear that pain myself, but I do wholeheartedly care for Skrill as my friend. He’s helped me inadvertently on countless occasions. His silly antics and funny characters have kept me going. If that isn’t a sign that he’s a good spirit, well, I don’t know what is. He will always be someone I consider a friend, regardless of what his characters do/say. So, dear anon, please refrain from calling people disgusting when you don’t even know the half of it all. As stated before, I am a rape victim and know what it’s like, but that doesn’t stop me from seeing the good in people. Skrill is an amazing guy, and I’m happy to call him my friend. Does he make mistakes? Yes. Has he said sorry? Yes. Is he trying to do better. Absolutely. So please, leave Skrill alone. I don’t care if you mess with me, but don’t mess with him, his boyfriend, his friends, or any of his followers or you’ll personally have to deal with me.

I called some rude boy a foul name today

I feel bad about it because it really isn’t in my nature, however…

There is this unsavory trend of young people (always early 20’s and often male for whatever reason) that come to my blog and leave wildly inappropriate and incredibly arrogant commentary on my poetry. It just happened again, but this time, I stood up for myself! This time, I told the kid exactly what’s what. I’m not excusing their behavior anymore just because they are young. I’m not going to let the negativity slide like it doesn’t bother me. It is hurtful. It bothers me. I’ve ignored it and pretended it was just part of this site for long enough.

This is my blog to post as I see fit. My photos, my art, my words. It is intended to be a sanctuary of goodness, beauty, love. I do not, nor have I ever had the urge to leave a mean comment on someone’s writing.

It has taken almost two years for me to finally snap. Elena is so calm, quiet, agreeable etc. We shall see about that. I’m done being walked on.

I never receive hate or negativity from any of you regular readers - none of my established acquaintances or friends. In fact, many of you gently guide me or offer constructive criticism that I can apply to other works. You help me with small errors like spelling, too. It’s always the random, young, entitled pricks with barely any notes on their own poetry that leave pretentious, inappropriate comments. I don’t want to say it’s a jealousy thing because I try not to carry myself that way, but why else would they step on me? To make themselves feel better.

It’s truly pathetic when someone like me is pushed to the point of responding, of finally telling these mean-spirited kids to fuck off.

I appreciate those of you who support me. I don’t say this enough. English has been hard to refine and most of you are super supportive and make this place worthwhile. Thank you. I appreciate you encouraging me and helping me be a better version of myself. I know I need a lot of help and many of you are very good to me. I could never thank you enough.

I apologise for the harshness of this vent but wow, this anger, I had to leave it somewhere.

Hey! I’ve seen a lot of people do these and I think they’re really cute so I decided why not? Birthdays are always special and you should all be happy on your special day! c:

to join in:

it’d be nice if you were following me c:
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Hi there! Don’t worry about it, this is honestly a question we’ve gotten several times before so it’s nothing new. As for gender here goes. ~ Adrian is androgynous and indifferent to the whole thing, though she’s definitely more accustomed to female pronouns. 

As for Rhys (previously known as Craig ) he goes by male pronouns. We hadn’t really touched on it before but he just started hormone therapy to begin his transition so that he can become more comfortable in his own skin. Craig was his alias until recently. He has now decided on the name Rhys to legally change his name to and will be using it from now on. Probably more than you were looking for but hope it answers your question.

- Rhys and Adrian

anonymous asked:

I DISCOVERED YOUR BLOG TODAY AND I LOVE IT. You are so funny and cute. Do you have any other blog recommendations that you think I would love if I love your blog? Thank you you are so amazing

Oh, flattery will get you everywhere, darling. Excuse me whilst I just nurse my inflated ego. 

This post is really just going to get very ‘Old Boys Club’ with me name dropping who I’ve been chatting to lately, so my real advise is just browse around the ACOTAR tags and such and follow people who make posts that make you lol. At least, that’s mainly my tactic.

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an assortment of facts about my lina

  • she’s 6′0″ (for reference: wash is 5′10″, York is 5′11″, my twins are 6′6″ and my Maine is usually like 7′0″)
  • her civilian name was Charlotte, but Allison called her Charlie
  • she wears her hair in a braid rather than a ponytail
  • she has a lil’ scar on her lip from busting it so often whilst biting it

ey motherfuckers, what’s up? >:o)
my name’s blithe makara, an’ i’m the newly-initiated grand highblood, leader a the mirthful church
figured i’d get some kinda hobby or somethin’ so y’know. here i am an’ all that.

((yes hello it’s grand from @highbloods-throneroom with a Brand Spankin’ New Blog™ for my ghb. he’s 9 sweeps old on this account, hell yeah. this is a roleplay blog rather than an ask blog and i’m….very anxious about it! i’ve been roleplaying for a few years now, but i’ve never done it over tumblr (i stick to cherubplay, msparp, and things like kik, skype, etc.) so this is a very new experience for me !! 

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sevenshadesofa  asked:

Hey, I'm so sorry you got roped into discourse bullshit. People on here can be so fucking wild and just sort of attack anyone with a big name, especially in fandom shipping. You handled it really well, though, and in a very mature way, despite being dragged into it out of the blue. So I mostly wanted you to know that you're an amazing person and your art is phenomenal!

Hello! Thanks a lot for the support!
I’m used to it by now, some people are so angry that my blog is a little popular that they will look for any excuse to try to make me look like an asshole in hope that I will lose all my friends. 

No such luck so far I’m afraid. 

it is funny like. even on ONE post about straight women NOT treating lesbians and bi women like shit, one post which outlines the abhorrant behavior that so many straight women act out against lesbians and bi women, pointing out what are sadly common experiences among lesbians and bi women, only naming things that straight women specifically participate in without any reasoning or justification… it becomes once again, “straight girls suffer too! straight men are mean :(”

like we know that. that doesn’t excuse your homophobia. it doesn’t give any justification for how you treat lesbians and bi women. we’re not straight men, straight women are women, in this convo straight men are absolutely irrelevant and it’s telling that like. straight women can even hold themselves accountable for their own appalling bigotry for two seconds before trying to generalize it, somehow make it about themselves.

anonymous asked:

your OC Crimaria(? i think thats their name) with b1 of the blush meme thing

excuse me whoever sent this im dying? i didn’t expect to see an OC like Crimaria in here?  I haven’t drawn her in so long!  Nice to see that y’all like her though B)

;; first of all, excuse me while i jump on the pride icon bandwagon. first time
    i’ve changed my icon since i started this blog, but i just??? i like the idea
    okay so BAM.

    second, i edited my verses page! just added two verses i’ve been meaning
    to for a while – namely my alternate ending verse where shiro gets captured
    by the galra and escapes back to earth, but voltron never happens. kinda self