the only things i make rn

3in-f3h73r  asked:

i just wanted to tell you that you inspired me to make a kin/aesthetic/comfort blog of my own and i dont want to make it look like im copying you so hh i guess im telling you that you inspired me to make such a thing

OOOO THATS COOLIO DUDE!!! n naaaw im not super finicky abt being copied (its hardly even copying anyways, since im sure im not the only person with a kin/comfort/aesthetic+ blog)
its actually rlly rlly neat i inspired u to make one! ive been having a lot of fun w/ mine so far so i hope u do too! u should def gimme the url some time so i can follow!(if u wanna anyways ;ooo)

((also im on mobile rn so i cant answer privately(or just dunno how to), so if u want me to delete lmk ;OO also sorry if my reply sounds weird my mind/emotions rn are ,, ¿¿¿¿))

since trans day of visibility is coming up in a few days (march 31st), i figured i’d make a list of advice for cis people commenting on/reblogging people’s posts/selfies?

  • do definitley like and reblog and tag and comment on our posts!! its what TDOV is for! show your support for the community by showing us some love
  • dont post any selfies if ur cis. today is not about u
  • if ur gonna comment about how great someone looks, great!!
  • just make sure u use the right pronouns/descriptors. most people put their pronouns on their selfies, but if they dont its easy to check their bio to see if they have them! 
  • also dont say stuff like “wow ur prettier than I am!!” bc that implies that u think cis ppl are more attractive as a default, so its insulting and patronising
  • if the post is one with pics from multiple stages throughout someones transition, pls dont say “its not fair u get to be hot in both genders!” because thats cissexist n transphobic and adheres to the “used to be a X” rhetoric and erases people with fluid genders and implies that cis ppl inherently deserve to be hotter/better 
  • go thru the tdov tags!! spread some love to all of us (not just conventionally attractive and/or passing people)
  • its not only selfies either. lots of ppl post some really cool content so dont miss out on that either

thats all i can think of rn. feel free to add on if u want

EDIT: okay so lots of people have said things along the lines of “im going to post selfies and theres nothing you can do about it” or “i want to post selfies anyway” and like. cool. whatever. im all for celebrating urself with selfies. just,, dont make this day about you okay? like keep out of the tags and dont make it an ally thing. and to the people who want to post selfies just because its a trans ppl day and for no other reason: fuck u

everyday I’m growing and I know I’m not perfect by any means at all whatsoever but man I am realizing I am good and I am love and I love myself. I think that’s by far my greatest achievement in life and the only thing is I don’t know why I started off not loving myself in the first place? there is love in my life everyday and with every interaction I have and I am so blessed and thankful. each day I want to make a conscious effort to be better and do good and to love more. I’m happy. I’m happy being me and loving me and being by myself rn. for the first time in a while I’m not really getting kisses or anything but I have never felt so much genuine love in my life than this period that I’m living in.

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PRODUCE 101 S02 fav trainee ( 2 / ? ) : ong seongwoo 

Dating Ten

I Taeil* I Hansol* I Johnny I Taeyong I Yuta I Kun* I Doyoung* I Ten I Jaehyun I Winwin* I Mark I

*coming soon

A/N: These are literally the only things I can do rn. My writers block is really bad and has been for a while tbh. Like I get surges of creativity but I don’t have the motivation to even draw, never mind write :/ But I hope this makes up for it!


  • B a l l  o f  f l u f f  
  • Everyone knows this, it goes without saying  
  • Everyone L O V E S him  
  • He get along with everyone at school  
  • He’s the other ½ of the school’s comedy duo with Johnny  
  • He’s best friends with him, everyone knows that  
  • Just like Johnny, the teachers adore him
  • Lowkey gets away with shit that others would usually get yelled at for lmao
  • Is also a senior
  • Good in all subjects  
  • His best being DT (design tech) and art
  • And oh, look at that, just so happens you have those two classes as well  
  • Such a coincidence! Ur in the same class as him too! ;)  
  • So original  
  • I couldn’t think of another way you could meet lmao don’t judge me
  • Anyway…
  • Last period on a Friday, u had art and your teacher set up a kind of work shop?
  • She paired people up with people who they didn’t really talk to to have everyone brought ‘closer together’ and form a ‘tight knit community’
  • And you and your partner had to draw each other’s portrait
  • And just GUESS who you were paired with
  • So hard to guess honestly  
  • Ten
  • You had always thought he was rlly sweet and kind  
  • Also VVVV a t t r a c t i v e  
  • He always helped out with the other students in the class
  • And his drawing skills were no joke  
  • Everyone admired them
  • Even you did
  • So you felt honoured that he was going to be drawing you
  • You both grabbed your pencil and sketchbook and started drawing
  • The whole room was silent as everyone concentrated
  • As you kept looking up to take a glimpse of a certain feature on his face, he’d already be looking directly at you
  • Making for awkward eye contact tho u seemed to be the only one feeling a lil awkward  
  • He happily kept staring at you as he drew
  • You focused on the curve of his nose and the constant smile he held on his uniquely featured face that you started to find even more enchanting over the course of the hour you spent drawing him
  • Once the hour was up, it was the end of school and tbh you really didn’t want to go
  • You wanted to draw him for longer but the dark haired boy had already packed up and left
  • You packed your things and headed to your locker
  • When you opened it a A5 piece of paper fell out
  • “Meet me at the café tomorrow at 12”
  • You turned the piece of paper over to see a drawing of you, the one ten was drawing in your lesson a mere 5 minutes ago
  • U wanted to S C R E A M
  • U were lowkey impressed by his way of asking you out  
  • Something you didn’t expect from such a outgoing personality like him
  • U met him the next day, following his instructions
  • Once you saw him he had the largest smile etched on his face as he waved you over  
  • When u reached him u handed him the drawing u did of him in the lesson
  • “This is amazing.”  
  • “No where near as good as yours though, you actually made me look pretty.”
  • “I didn’t do anything. I was just looking at the person in front of me.“ 
  • He’d soooo smirk after saying that  
  • Proud of his lil flirty comment  
  • Which sent your heart racing
  • The date was simple but oh-so special
  • Since then, you both kinda just started dating
  • No official announcement or anything  
  • You both wanted the fun of shocking people and having them find out for themselves  
  • He didn’t even tell Johnny
  • So he had the shock of his life when he saw his best friend sucking on ur face  
  • "TEN WHAT THE FUCK WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?!” Completely not assed about interrupting your’s and ten’s moment
  • Ten face would just flush red and he’d let out his infectious giggle
  • All of his friend had the same reaction tbh  
  • Johnny thought the not-telling-anyone was a fun idea  
  • When you’d stay at each other’s houses
  • He’d always insist on drawing you  
  • He eventually had an entire sketch book dedicated to you  
  • Soon he didn’t even need you there to be able to draw you  
  • Every feature of your body was imprinted in his mind  
  • And I mean E V E R Y feature ;)  
  • Ngl, he probs had a few NSFW drawings of you too  
  • But like  
  • He couldn’t help it  
  • You were his muse  
  • And he wanted to have physical proof of how much u inspired him  
  • How much you meant to him  
  • You’d be staying at his one saturday night  
  • Cuddled up next to him in bed as he traced random patterns on your delicate skin
  • You’d feel his heart beat become faster as you rested your head on his chest
  • You’d look up and see him already staring at you, awe in his eyes  
  • “I love you, you know that right?”
  • “Well I do now. I love you too.”
  • Craning your neck, you’d have your lips met his
  • A sinful concoction of passion, love and need oozing from the synchronised movements of your lips  
  • He’s place one final chaste kiss on you lips before he’d place them along your jaw as he worked his way down
  • The sensation lighting a fire in your heart.
Friendly reminder!

We will highlikely see Zeke and Reiner at 92 alongside with our new characters and get a new the second episode of season 2! 

TRADITIONAL COMMISSIONS

Yoooo, so I mentioned that my computer is all kinds of borked and wont even start up. That being the case, I really need a new laptop so I can do the arts! Unfortunately with my mom’s health issues and business at work is super slow, I’m only getting like 5 hours a week (When mom is able to actually take me to work). My boss understands and isn’t firing me (yet), but this leaves me with no money to get a new laptop (What I do make I use to pay my phone and help mom with groceries or bills, whatever she needs at the time).
Can’t do digital commissions RN cause my computer is dead as heckle and mom dont want me to install things on her computer).

Soooo would anyone be interested in traditional commissions?
I don’t have many examples since I dont do traditional often (IDK why?) but I can do colored pencil pretty dang well, crayons, and markers somewhat okay, and I have watercolors as well, but very basic colors and I’m not so good with them.

Sketches are $5, Lines $10, And colors are $25-$30 for single characters, full body (depends on complexity). If you want busts though, then I can cut a bit of the price off for you. They are finished usually within a day (or same day) as payment received!

EXAMPLES

*sobs quietly* 

Maid - Joker x Reader imagine part 2 :)

a/n: ok im super nervous about this one. i was requested to do a daddy smut w joker so ill try :) and let me tell you what this joker is like, he’s passionate here about.. making love sooo yeah AND he’s not 100000% maniacal, just a little bit of a maniac. here it goes 

a/n: update - im eating a banana rn :D

characters: Jared Leto!Joker, Reader

warnings: smut, swearing, daddy kink


Ever since the encounter with Mr. J two weeks ago, he was the only thing on my mind. How unfair, I get him as my only thought subject while he gets to have other things on his mind. Like… His business, Batman, police, his henchmen and other problems. I bet he doesn’t think about me at all. But God do I hope he does. What am I to him? A maid? A fuck toy? No thanks. He said he had a liking in me, does that mean I mean something more to him than just sex? I hope. 

Well, I can’t hope for that. We can’t have feelings for each other, that would be wrong - he’s my boss. If he uses me just for sex - that would partly be acceptable. No, no that wouldn’t be. Jesus, what’s gotten into me lately? Have I caught feelings for him? Him? 

If we could keep it as just sex, it would save heartbreak for everyone. I wouldn’t be complaining. I’m not complaining, the sex was just… wow. The best I’ve had. And, it was the only time for me and him. Did he not like me in bed? What if I was bad at it? Oh my God, I hope not.

Every day I was longing for his touch, but the only thing I received was looks and orders. This was really frustrating me. He was so complicated, I couldn’t figure him out in any way. I guess that was his goal. To be mysterious and unpredictable, closed to everyone around. Mr. J was giving me a hard time.

I was cleaning the boss’s own bedroom - which didn’t need much cleaning, but I cleaned it anyway cause there was nothing else to do - when I heard an echo of a door being shut. He must have come back from business. I heard shouts that seemed like happy ones echoing through the house, but just kept cleaning. Guess Mr. J had successful business today. 

I spotted a gun on the floor and bent to pick it up.It was quite heavy.  I hoped my uniform didn’t go up too high because if someone walked in, there would be quite a funny situation. I reached the gun and picked it up, straightening my posture so it would be more comfortable for me to look at it. It was-

“I would prefer the other position, doll.” I heard him speak from far behind me. My body froze, not knowing what to do. I had just picked up his gun. Oh my God, I’m so dead. Had he been watching me? I was so scared I couldn’t even think of what to say, I couldn’t move an inch. Okay, whatever happens, happens.

My breathing was heavy and quiet as I heard him walk up to me from behind and put his firm hands on my hips. What was happening?

“Be a good girl for Daddy and put that thing down, baby girl.” Mr. J spoke lowly and dominantly in my ear, his breath tingling my skin. I swear, my heart almost jumped out of its cage. I was scared, but also turned on a bit. Wait, did he ask me to put it back? But that would mean bending over again. I could just put it on the night stand. Yeah, let’s go with that option. I slowly, with my body shaking, bent forward and put the small weapon on the night stand, with his grip on me tight. 

“Oh baby,” he almost moaned in my ear. “Obedient today, are we?” He said as I bent back up. He pulled me even closer to his front and I could feel his boner through the fabrics of our clothing (a/n: gOD HELP ME I HAVENT WRITTEN SMUT IN LIKE A YEAR SHBSH I FEEL LIKE IM SINNING). I sucked in a sharp breath at the realisation that he was turned on by me. Wait, was it me? Oh my God what’s happening. “Not talking, either?” He asked and laughed lowly. He was turning me on, christ.

Suddenly Mr. J turned me around to face him and pull our bodies even closer, if that was possible at this point. I finally saw him for the first time today and we were finally as close to each other as last time. He looked pretty good, his shirt was unbuttoned at the top, showing a bit of his pale chest and tattoos and he had a slight smirk on his face. My mouth unvoluntarily fell agape at the sight before me.

“Do you like what you see, doll?” He said and raised my chin up to him with his hand. His eyes were focused on my face, as if searching my features. “C'mon, talk to me. You haven’t said a word.”

“Y-yes, sir, I-”

“It’s Daddy to you now.” He butted in.

“Yes, D-daddy,” I hesitated a bit. I know I was quite young to be working here - I finished high school a year ago, and he was a few years older than me, but his ‘daddy’ fetish was a little weird. “I j-just-”

“You look like something’s bothering you, can you tell Daddy what’s wrong?”

Can I? I mean, it has to do with him. Nah, I won’t let my self-consciousness ruin this perfect moment.

“It’s n-nothing, nothing’s bothering me, Daddy.”

“Really? Are you not lying to me, baby girl?”

“No, Daddy.”

“I love how it sounds when you say it.” Joker growls at me, making me shiver. His left hand makes its way up my back and soon he’s holding the back of my neck tightly, making me gasp. 

He pulls my face closer to his and connects our lips. Oh, so that’s what’s happening. I hesitate at first, but then put my hands around his neck and kiss him back. The way he kissed me was… with power, force and lust. I loved the combination. 

I moaned when he bit down on my lower lip with his metal teeth, there was more pleasure than pain. He grunted with a smirk and untied the bow that was holding my uniform together and threw it somewhere on the floor. I kicked off my heels before he pulled down my tights, all while our lips moved in sync.

Joker pulled away abruptly, making me whine at the loss of contact. He then tightened his grip on my neck and I got it as my que to be quiet.

“Now, baby girl,” he said, moving his hands to my back, “I’m gonna lay you down.” He said and did as promised, slowly, almost teasingly, laying my back first down on his bed. The covers felt like silk against my bare thighs, they were so soft. Joker leans back up and removes his… armory. He looked great from this point of view. He looked good from every angle, actually.

“You know,” he starts speaking matter-of-factly, ”you’re lucky I’m in a good mood today. Business went really well, so I’ve got nothing to be angry about. And to come home to such a great view of baby girl cleaning up… makes my day even better.” He finished, opening the lower buttons of his shirt.

“Aren’t you lucky to have me here, all just for you, Daddy?” I asked in a sweet voice, trying to ignore the hundred questions in my mind.

“Of course I am, my dear doll.” He said before getting on the bed and situating himself above me. “But now… it’s time to play a little bit.” He said, stroking my cheek with the back of his hand. “What do you say?”

“Sure, Daddy.” I said barely above a whisper. Joker showed me his wicked smile and leaned down to kiss me again. I loved how rough, but soft his lips were, I loved the feeling of them. Mr. J’s hips pressed down on mine and his hands moved up to push my dress off of me. Once it was over my head, he threw it somewhere behind us. Now he was fully clothed with his purple shirt hanging on his torso and I was in only my black matching underwear.

Joker then sat up straight and his eyes raked over my body, mine watching him intently.

“We’ve got something beautiful here.” He stated loudly with a lustful smile. “Aren’t you beautiful, my dear?” He asked rethorically and I couldn’t help but to giggle and bite my lip. I watched as his face lowered down to my neck and he started slowly leaving rough kisses on my skin. I moaned as he traced his lips down my body, the valley of my breasts and he stopped at the middle of my tummy. 

“Look at me, doll.” He said quite sternly. I opened my eyes and looked down at him staring at me, his chin resting on my stomach. “Tell me what you want.” He said. He then turned his head so his cheek was on my stomach and his hands were resting under my body. “What do you want… What do you want… What do you want… Tell me, tell me, tell me…” he said, playing with the skin of my back.

“What re the options, Daddy?” I asked, in a half-moan. This all was turning me on so badly I just wanted him to take me right there, right now.

“Well… we could always just go with the boring option… or we could play games… or I could use my fingers, lips or any toy to make you, doll, pleased.” He said with joy filled eyes. “Today’s your day, baby girl. Daddy’s already happy, and he’ll be even more happy if his doll is.” He finished and I smiled at him. “So make your choice, darling.”

“Oh, Daddy, I would love to have your fingers work wonders on me…” I moaned out. 

“Beg for it, baby girl.”

“Oh, please, please, please, Daddy, I want your fingers so bad.” I whined, shutting my eyes closed. “Daddy, please.”

“You sound desperate, doll, so…” He rose up in a sitting position, straddling the sides of my hips. “I will give you what you want.” Mr. J said, tracing his fingers all over my face, moving them just the way to arouse me. I bet my panties were so wet it was visible. Jesus Christ, the things this man made me feel… 

His fingers moved down to my neck, then to my bra covered chest, kneading and touching it perfectly. Where has he been? He knows how to please a woman so well. He ripped my bra in half and threw it away. Multiple moans left my mouth, getting louder each time.

“Yes, baby, be loud, I love to hear you.” Joker encouraged me, moving his fingers further down my body and stopping just above my underwear. “Where do you want my fingers, doll?” He teased, tracing the line of my underwear with his fingers. “Do you want them…” he said, suddenly cupping my heat and making my back arch up from his bed. “There? Would that be okay with you?” Joker leaned in close to my face, his other hand supporting my back, so we were both sitting up. I put my arms around his neck. “Speak.” He growled.

“Y-yes, Daddy,” I managed to choke out. “Right there.” I said just before Joker pressed on my underwear, beginning to trace circles after. “Daddy, that feels s-so good….” I moaned out, dipping my fingers into his skin. He teased my center before moving my underwear to the side and continuing his work without a fabric bothering. “Daddy, please….”

“What? What is it?” Joker asked. “You don’t like it if I tease you, huh? You don’t like that?” He asked with a fake pout on his lips. 

“M-more, please, Daddy…” I begged. I bet there was a satisfied smirk on his face, but I didn’t see. His finger entering me had my eyes closed shut and mouth wide open, high pitched moans leaving it. “Oh, yes…” I sighed in pleasure, only to be interrupted when he added another finger, nearly reaching my G-spot. I almost screamed when he did that, it was more of like a scream and a moan mixed together. Mr. J began to circle them both around in me, bringing me closer to my release any second.

“Are you going to cum on my fingers like the naughty girl you are?” He huskily spoke in my ear, making me near my orgasm even faster. “Go on, do it. Come all over Daddy’s fingers, baby.” He spoke and that was all it took. My body shook, if I hadn’t been holding onto his neck, I’d probably hit the bed hard. With many moans and Mr. J holding me, I finally came to my release.

“Baby, that was wonderful.” He spoke with an audible smirk. I opened my eyes and looked at him, he raised his fingers in my view and licked them clean, humming. “You taste so sweet. I wish I could taste more of you, but not tonight…” Joker said and then leaned forward and kissed me… passionately? It must be a hallucination from the mind-blowing orgasm I just had. With as much energy as I had left, I kissed him back, being laid back down on the mattress under Joker’s body. “Now, baby girl, I hope you can take one more.” 

“Of course I can, Daddy.” I replied with a smile. “I can do anything for you.”

Anything?”

“Yes.”

“Perfect.” He says and connects our lips again. Joker’s hands then reached down to his pants to unzip them. Soon enough the only thing he was wearing was the shirt, which barely covered anything except his arms. He pulled my panties down my legs and leant back over me. My hands slithered on his chest, reaching under the shirt and tugging it off. Mr. J quickly took it off himself, showing me the whole glory, aka his body. God, he was truly something. I ran my hands over both of his biceps, admiring how strong they were, he was. All his tattoos looked so good on his white skin, it was a total contrast

“Doll, you’ll have another time to analyze my body, but it’s not now.” Joker spoke, aligning himself with my entrance. “I believe we have something better to do now, don’t we?” He said before pushing all the way in, making me yelp out loudly. I had forgot how roughly gentle he was during sex, god… I loved it. I loved everything about him. 

“Please, faster..” I moaned out. Soon enough I got what I wanted, Joker and me both moaning in sync. He kissed down my neck while pounding into me like there was no tomorrow, totally leaving a hickey here and there.

“Are you close, baby?” He whispered lowly.

“I am now…” I said.

“Are you going to cum for the second time tonight, doll?” He teased, knowing just how to speak to get me cum sooner. “Aren’t you a naughty little slut for Daddy?”

“Y-yes, Daddy, I am…” It was so hard to speak while he was so deep in me, he was already touching my G-spot again. “Can you p-please go.. Ah! Deeper…” I asked, knowing it’d hurt a bit, but it would be worth it. Joker pushed harder, deeper into me, stretching me out a bit more than before. A string of moans came past my lips when he went probably balls deep in me, and it felt so amazing. “I’m s-so, so close, Daddy…” I moaned out, pulling him closer to me and scratching my nails against the skin of his back.

“Cum, baby, cum for me…” He said shakily, shooting his load in me just as I came undone. My legs were shaking and we were both sweating and breathing heavily. He pulled his member out of me and collapsed on the bed next to me. Now one thing I knew about him was that he couldn’t let anyone see him defeated or just… done in general. But he looked quite exhausted now, beaten down. 

J looked at me and turned my face in his direction by grabbing my chin. My eyelids were dropping close already, I could barely see him in front of me. 

“Rest, my doll.” He said. “You did amazing.” Him kissing my lips was the last thing I felt before totally blacking out.


a/n:  i fINISHED IT OMG YES AHAHHAHAH I AM SO WRITING THE NEXT MORNING TOMORROW MUHAHAHAHH THANKS FOR READING I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH REBLOG AND LIKE IF YOU NEED HOLY WATER I HOPE ITS NOT AS BAD AS I THINK IT IS

<rant>

Can’t we stop driving good, talented content creators off this site? Kind-hearted people already seem to be in short enough supply right now.

Can’t we stop harassing them into deactivating, or insidiously working to undermine their confidence in their work or the fandom’s receptivity to it?

And while we’re at it, can’t we stop misappropriating the language of social justice to do so? Is this really too much to hope for? 

Of course these things exist in degrees, but give me any single author/artist/content creator in existence, you included, and I guarantee I can find something in their work that some would deem problematic.

After all, it’s exceedingly easy to poke holes in other people’s work. It’s a hell of a lot harder to make something better.

</rant>

autistic laura kinney :O (spoilers ahead!)

i just saw logan and a lot of the things she did really resonated with me, an autistic person, and the variation between her behaviors and her friends seemed to indicate that these were more than just a product of her trauma

  • she’s nonverbal for a good part of the movie. she can verbally communicate her negative feelings like fear, anger, and discomfort by hissing and growling and shouting
    • even when she is verbal, her sentences are kind of fragmented and she doesn’t speak often. this could be considered being semi-verbal
  • the scene at the farm with charles and logan was really important to me, charles acknowledging that even though she isn’t talking, she is communicating, if you are willing to listen. and you don’t have to talk down to a nonverbal person, you can treat them like any other person
  • she does stim a lot
    • her ball is a stim toy, she’s very distressed when she doesn’t have it and in the second scene she’s in, we see her bouncing it over and over again
    • also, the gas station horse ride, logan says “okay, but this is your last ride” implying she rode it repeatedly. also, when it stops and she can’t get it to start again, she gets really panicked and upset
    • and maybe petting the horses could count, because i know petting soft things is a calming stim for me
    • she has some self destructive behaviors that could be considered a stim, i.e. in the video where she cut her arm and watched it heal repeatedly
  • speaking of horses, they could definitely be considered a special interest
    • she loves the horse ride, she gets horse figure and sleeps holding onto it, she fixates on the horse t shirt until charles and logan buy it for her, she fixates on the horses on the highway
  • this isn’t really evidence, but the farm scene where charles said he ran a school for kids with special needs also made me happy esp. considering that being a mutant can be considered an allegory for being neurodivergent (among other things mutations could be an allegory for)
  • she’s a messy eater. she holds her utensils weird and prefers to just eat with her hands until logan tells her to stop
  • she also echoes a line from the movie “shane” which she saw earlier in the movie, at the end as a way to communicate how she was feeling. it probably wasn’t technically a “contextually appropriate” quote, but she used it to convey something she couldn’t put into her own words

that’s all i can think of rn because i’ve only seen logan once but i was really excited and needed to make this post!!

Merciless release

Sebastian Stan x reader

Notes: smut, fluff, (relentless) teasing, sexual frustration, punishment, swearing.

Summary: when Sebastian wakes up after a drunk-out-of-his-mind night out and finds his girl giving him the cold shoulder, he remembers what happened after he dragged his drunk ass home and knows he’s in trouble. Making it up to her is out of the question before he’s submitted to his punishment. 

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Honorary tag: @tesseractbucky because I somehow seem to keep kicking you off this thing (not on purpose, I promise!) This way it’ll hopefully not happen again!  


Originally posted by itsjustmycrazyvibe

(I haven’t had a lot of time to get to work on Savages these past few days, so here’s a little something I had waiting for a time like this!)


Oh shit

Sebastian knew he was in trouble when he came up behind his girl in the kitchen, wanting to snuggle her body against his and kiss her cheek. You turned away, giving him the cold shoulder.

His mind began racing immediately; did he forget something? He went out the night before and got pretty hammered and it was already 2 in the afternoon when he rolled out of bed, but you usually didn’t give him any shit about that.

Oh god. Did he forget your birthday?! No, that’s not it, your birthday was a month ago. Did they have a fight? No, he would have remembered that..

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anonymous asked:

YOU SHIP TERROROHM TOO?! I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE

Tbh I thought I was the only one too! I’d love to see more ship stuff about them. I’d make some rn but I have too many chapters and requests to write and I’m still working on fixing my computer! So until then, I’ll leave you with some headcanons instead!

- (GTA AU) Terroriser pretends to hate working with Ohm, and his playful nature, but he can’t help but feel a little excited at the same time. He’s had worse partners, after all. At least Ohm can make him smile.
- (Superhero AU If Brohm and terrornuckle weren’t a thing)Terroriser is a cyborg and Ohm is a super genius who specializes in technology. Ohm is absolutely fascinated by a runaway, rogue cyborg who is actually capable of having an attitude and damn if Terroriser isn’t fond of the attention he gets from Ohm almost 24/7.
- Terroriser is absolutely in love with Buddy and can’t stop himself from doing baby talk when around the dog. Ohm gets extremely tickled by and and loves it more than anything.
- I like to imagine that while Terroriser and Ohm are hiding together, Ohm gives Terroriser a smooch on the cheek while the other grumbles about how Ohm is giving away their spot, as his cheeks begin to turn red. Ohm can’t stop laughing.

I want this ship to become more of a thing please, thanks.

viphalo  asked:

good morning carol!!! i hope ur well!! <33 i'm feeling a little weird and anxious today so if i could get some good thoughts while i fix my morning cuppa i'd greatly appreciate it <3 ily so so much!! (also i lowkey wish i had Romance Drama to bring into ur askbox but ALAS)

good morning angel!! i’m doing ok (mondays are always v rough and i got rained on earlier which didn’t help much bUT IT’S OK I’VE MOVED ON FROM THAT NOW). i’m sorry to hear that ur not feeling great 😞  i searched for some motivational quotes + cute pics/memes that will hopefully cheer u up so here u go!! (i’ll dm u the pics + memes heh)

  • “My darling, you are allowed to fail without being a failure. You are allowed to make mistakes without becoming one. More opportunities will present themselves, you will find hope again.”
  • you will become better than you are, and you are better than you were.
  • “the world gives you so much pain, and here you are making gold out of it. there’s nothing purer than that” - rupi kaur
  • things to believe in: a wonderful future, the sun rising, fresh starts, happiness, the moon, kindness, poetry, beauty, magic, love, you
  • u got through everything u didn’t think u were strong enough for. u’ve made it through 100% of ur bad days, and that alone is an incredible feat. u are so much stronger than u know!!
  • “You’ll be fine. You’re 25. *taylor swift voice* 22 ooooh. Feeling unsure and lost is part of your path. Don’t avoid it. See what those feelings are showing you and use it. Take a breath. You’ll be okay. Even if you don’t feel okay all the time.”
  • “you have done things that you have never thought you would be able to do, whether its a small or big thing, you have made it there; you’ve worked hard, you’ve pushed yourself, you’ve improved, and you should try and be proud of that”
  • “please be gentle with yourself. you’re trying. if it’s taking you longer than you thought to achieve something or get somewhere that’s okay. try not to compare yourself to others too much because not everyone gets to where they need to be right away. you’re alive that’s what matters. keep trying. you’ll get there.”

and i found some links that might help to make u feel a little bit better!!

i hope this helped a little!!! not so gentle reminder than i love u lots and lots and u are a cherished ray of sunshine in this world!! u deserve only good things!! if i could i would bake u some banana bread and pour u some tea rn but U LIVE TOO FAR AWAY so instead i will settle for a virtual hug + some cute cat pics, which i will dm to u via instagram so prepare urself 💕💖💞

astudyinimagination  asked:

I know it's stressful just being in this country rn, but I just wanted to give you... I don't know, a virtual hug or something. <3 And if you've been writing, I'm excited. :) In fact, I just reread DAV and I was planning on doing reviews and maybe fan graphics. :D

Thanks friend. At least they’ve finally appointed a special counsel, so maybe we’ll finally get somewhere.

I’ve been…trying to write, but I’ve only managed short fits and spurts, tbh. Possibly I should deal with this by writing some DAV crack.

Furious Emperor Palpatine demands that Vader find and end the leakers in the Imperial Palace. “Yes, my Master,” Vader says.

Less than an hour later, a piece appears in the Coruscant Post detailing Palpatine’s increasingly enraged reactions to the ongoing leaks, the general attitude of terror amongst his staff…and further evidence of his connections to and collusion with the Separatist movement that led to his ascension as Emperor.

Lord Vader remains frustratingly unable to identify the leaker. :(

mvlfxy-deactivated20170225  asked:

hello liz honey ❤️ for the prompt thing can you write 19 & 20? kind of in the mood for angst rn. and yea, for drarry of course if you could.

Hey love 💕 would you mind terribly if I only did 19? 


Prompt List

My Writing


19. “I think I’m in love with you, and that scares the crap out of me”

Draco Malfoy felt like he couldn’t breathe.

He should just feel fine. He was sitting on the couch, hand in hand with his lovely boyfriend, their legs all tangled together under a blanket, the muggle telly vision blasting some loud movie, the rest of their tiny apartment eerily quiet and dark, making Draco feel like they were the only people in the entire world.

He should feel fine.

It certainly felt like that description alone should be a dream come true.

But he couldn’t breathe.

“Ha!” Harry suddenly shouted, a jubilant expression on his face, and he gestured towards the muggle devise. “I told you they’d kiss! You owe me ten galleons, Mal -” Harry’s voice faltered. “Draco? Are you alright?”

He blinked at him.

Harry’s face looked beautiful like this. (He’d always been beautiful, but there was something about the way the flashy colours of the movie reflected on his bronze skin, his freckles almost seeming to dance, the way Harry’s eyes were shining with worry and something else, something alive.)

He looked so beautiful, and all it did was make Draco want to punch him in the gut for it, because everything ached, his chest overflowing with this stabbing pain every time he looked at Harry, his stomach feeling as though it was stuffed with bricks. 

Harry looked so beautiful, and it hurt to look at him.

“Draco?” Harry repeated, this time a bit panicky. “Now you’re starting to scare me.”

“I,” he cleared his throat, and looked back at their joined hands. The stark contrast between them was even more noticeable like this. His marble skin, flawlessly polished and nails trimmed, while Harry’s were scarred and dark, his nails so badly done there wasn’t a word bad enough to describe them. 

“Yes?” Harry scooted closer, and quickly pulled Draco’s face up to look at him. His fringe fell between his eyes, and Draco wanted so badly to push it away, to kiss it away, to kiss Harry -

But Harry beat him to it. Without waiting for Draco to finally find his voice he’d leaped forward, pinning Draco to the couch and he kissed him. He kissed him like he always did, as if it would be the last time, as if Draco would disappear the second they’d stop, almost feverish with need. 

“Harry -” Draco mumbled against his lips, his hands grabbing Harry’s shirt so tightly it should’ve teared apart. 

Harry ignored him, and instead started kissing Draco’s face, everywhere - his nose, cheeks, eyelids, chin, his hands gripping Draco everywhere he could reach. 

“Harry,” Draco repeated, his voice breaking at the end. The hurt in his chest got worse and worse with every kiss Harry gave him, with every soft caress against his skin. “Stop, please -”

Harry’s head whipped up to look at him.  

“I,” Draco sighed, “I think I’m in love with you.”

That stumped Harry, and for a second he just stared, eyes wide and his breath leaving him.

And, well,” he almost smiled, “that scares the crap out of me.”

Harry blinked. “Draco,” he began tentatively, worry wrinkling his eyebrows together, but a small smile tucking at his lips as if he couldn’t help himself, “Why does that -”

“Because I’m Draco Malfoy,” he snapped, and ignored the confused look on Harry’s face. “And you are Harry Potter. We are not supposed to watch a romantic muggle movie on a Friday night, we’re not supposed to hold hands all evening and be so goddamn happy about it.” 

“C’m off it,” Harry grinned, “sod ‘supposed to’ - I’ve always hated a cliché.”

He sighed deeply. “That’s not what I -”

“Draco, I love you.” 

Draco’s heart stopped right there.

“What?” he asked, but his voice felt strange, too breathy, not his own. “What?” he repeated, and he could feel the tears behind his eyes, threatening to spill.

“I love you,” Harry repeated, his smile brighter than the sun. “I don’t care about what we’re supposed to do, what our stories are supposed to be. You are Draco Malfoy, and I am incredibly in love with you.”

“Harry -”

“Yeah?”

“Shut up,” he said with an exasperated shake of his head, and he tucked Harry closer, connecting their lips with such an ease it felt like fitting two puzzle pieces together - as if this was right where they belonged.

Draco Malfoy felt like he couldn’t breathe.

But at the moment, he really didn’t care.

i hope you don’t mind but i’m gonna rant a bit here cause i need to get this off my chest!! firstly, i just wanna say the hq!! fandom is probably one of the best fandoms i’ve been in for a few years now and i’m v happy in it, but the length this fandom goes to either paint oikawa to be the devil himself, or a literal angel who’s done no wrong is amazing. like, he is probably one of THE most complex characters in hq!! too, and making him out to be either good or bad just ruins everything about his characters that makes him so great in the first place.

(before i go on, i want to mention, the post that made me mad enough to type this went something like “here’s a list of all the reasons why oiks is perfect and good, but nooo keep calling him mean n petty” and basically just overlooked how shitty he treated kageyama, and ushijima (to a degree since ushi did retaliate in his own kinda way but that’s a whole different story and tbh, i could write a novel-length essay based on oiks relationship w/ both ushi and kags hahah).

On the other hand, the amount of posts just villainising him (mostly either new ppl to the fandom who don’t really know his character, or shiratorizawa fans in my experience tho i won’t say they are the only ones who do it cause i don’t want to generalise or anything) absolutely astounds me, so the aforementioned post just pushed me over the edge.

I won’t post a link to the post bc I don’t want to start anything, bc in the end Oikawa is just a fictional character, but I thought this was worth mentioning bc i do reference little pieces of this post, below.)

Okay, continuing on w/ the rest of Oik’s character analysis.

on one hand, he is extremely hard-working and dedicated to his goals, and he is loyal af to his teammates, but on the other, he’s so petty and spiteful, and prideful and while having pride isn’t necessarily a bad thing, having too much pride is. And what’s more is both of these sides of him can be clearly seen within the manga/anime so to ignore one side is just confusing as hell to me.

An example highlighting the negative side of his personality would be his canon relationship with Ushijima. From what i can gather from both the manga and the anime, there are two main reasons why Oikawa really doesn’t like Ushijima; the first would be simply because he always lost to Ushijima i.e. he’s a sore loser, but let me elaborate on this since it’s a bit more complicated. Since he is so dedicated and hard-working, it definitely hurt him a lot that he never won and that is both fair, and expected but A) Ushijima didn’t win just to spite/be mean to Oikawa, he won bc that is the logical thing to do (why tf would u play a sport where u don’t want to win); and B) in canon, it is never stated (and def correct me if i’m wrong here) that Ushijima did not work just as hard to get as good as he is so saying he doesn’t deserve to win is hypocritical af (also, i don’t think he was said to be a genius like Kags or Noya but i might be wrong on this again so take this with a pinch of salt). And so, bc one of the reasons why he dislikes Ushijima is just simply bc he keeps on losing to him, it kinda makes him a petty asshole.

However, the second reason why he dislikes Ushijima highlights the better side of his personality, mainly how loyal he is towards his team, and that reason is bc of what Ushijima says to Oikawa about his choice of school, and the strength of his teammates (despite the fact that Ushi wasn’t intending to be mean - nonetheless, he did offend/insult Oikawa AND stick his nose where it didn’t belong but this is another thing entirely, so i won’t get into that rn). The best (and only, i think) example of this is Season 2 Ep 25 where Ushijima says to Oikawa that he chose the wrong path, to which Oikawa defended both himself and his team by saying that he did not choose the wrong path and that his volleyball career isn’t over just because he never won and went to nationals. This clearly shows both his resilient nature, knowing that just bc he never went to nationals in high school, doesn’t mean that his vball career is over; and his loyal nature, towards his team as he doesn’t blame them for being the reason why he never went to nationals (despite this being an easy option), and instead feels pride (the good kind) towards his team, and the effort they had made.

Season 2 Ep 25/Chapter 148)

Despite this Oikawa still acts shitty towards people he doesn’t like. A point that was made in the aforementioned post that made me mad, was that, how Oikawa treated Kageyama had little to no effect on him (Kags) later, and that Oikawa felt some sort of remorse towards Kageyama after almost physically attacking him. (And while i must agree that the post did have a few good points highlighting the good sides of his personality, I don’t agree with this point). It is shown multiple times throughout both the anime and the manga, that Kageyama both doesn’t like, and somewhat fears Oikawa and while this is partially due to his skill as a setter, another reason why, is how Oikawa treated him in middle school. If he were intimidated by other setters purely by their skill level and their experiences as a setter, he would not be so intently interested in Kenma back in Season 1 Ep 13/Chapter, or would not be as jealous as he was when he heard Tsukishima had trained with Akaashi (I can’t exactly remember nor find where this was, but I think it was during either the Karasuno VS Seijoh match in Season 2, or the Karasuno VS Shiratorizawa match); but as he not intimidated by them, it shows that there is something else about Oikawa that unnerves him, and that is Oikawa’s personality and how he treated/treats Kageyama. Kageyama even said himself during the Shiratorizawa match in Ep 2 that Oikawa is the only person who scares him. To have such an effect on a person, that Oikawa has on Kageyama shows just how dreadfully Oikawa treated him in middle school and how that effect still lingers despite Kageyama and Oikawa having little contact with each other.

(Season 1 Ep 11/Chapter 27)

(Season 1 Ep 13/Chapter 34)

However, Oikawa slightly redeems himself with another example that draws attention to the better side of his personality, and that can be seen when Kags asked Oikawa for advice during Season 2, Ep 6, and Oikawa actually did give Kageyama some very helpful advice (albeit in a less than polite manner, but still give credit where credit is due). From this, it’s very obvious to see how much he has matured during high school because he would NOT have done that during middle school looking at how he treated kageyama back then. This means that he has grown enough as a person to recognise the immature nature of his actions and change them accordingly.

(Season 2 Ep 6/Chapter 83)

(can we also just stop and appreciate how pretty oiks looks in that last panel?)

So i think that trying to portray Oikawa as someone who is either villainous (bc of how he treats/treated kageyama and ushijima) or angelic/a victim (bc of how the fandom or ushijima(again) treats him) kinda just, diminishes everything that makes him such a great character in the first place, and that just makes me really mad tbh.

Oikawa just deserves so much better than how a significant percentage of the fandom portrays him :/

( sorry if some parts don’t make much sense!! >.< this is the first time i’ve actually written a character analysis thingy like this so my thoughts might be everywhere^^)


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