they need a collab again

 Few weeks ago my bud, @squigglydigg made a keyframe animation, and I sorta fell in love with the concept of it. With her permission she let me inbetween, and clean the sucker up! Bendy just ain’t having a good time at all in this.

  • you only dream twice before meeting the one
  • once between the ages 10 and 15 with vague images of the person you are to spend the rest of your life with
  • and the second time is on the night before you meet your soulmate
  • at least that was the myth
  • no one every talks about dreaming so no one actually knows
  • but for you, your first and only dream occurred when you were 12 and you barely remember it now
  • it’s been 8 years since that first dream and it became a long, distant memory
  • not dreaming became a norm and it didn’t really matter whether one dreamed or not; all that mattered nowadays was to finish school and get a job that can support you financially
  • all the soulmate mumbo-jumbo can happen later
  • you’re way into university now studying media and communications
  • you’ve recently gotten an internship for a radio company
  • the night before your first day, a dream finally made its way into your head
  • flashes of a man’s roughly side-swept dark hair; soft eyes; sharp jaws; slim physique.
  • three small dots formed a constellation on his left cheek; a very charming image
  • he had on a long tan coat over a black turtleneck
  • his voice was deep and and clear
  • an ID hung around his neck and you barely managed to read the name on it before your alarm woke you up
  • confused at what you saw, you groggily rolled out of bed with the image of his ID rolling in your mind
  • “Ong?” you pondered. “That’s a weird name…”
  • The curiosity over his name left like lightning. All that was left was the anxiety of this day
  • It was the first day of your internship and the first time you’ve dreamed in nearly a decade.
  • you didn’t know what to make out of it: would this mean you’ll meet your soulmate soon?
  • when? how soon will you see him?
  • it was too much thinking for the morning; you tried to distract yourself by getting ready only to realize that it barely helped
  • just the mere thought of his name struck you–the family name “Ong” is not common at all, so how will you even find this person?
  • you let the day roll trying to make it as normal of a first day ever
  • you listened to all the instructions of your boss and made copies of paperwork; you shadowed other employees and fetched coffee; you let the day pass until it was finally time for you to take off
  • the dream quickly became a buried memory after all the work you did today
  • the sun was setting early in this winter afternoon as you and the rest of the interns packed up their things to go home
  • just to take it all in about finally getting this internship, you sat back and looked out the window
  • you caught the a sight of rush hour in the street below and people rushing in and out of the bus that just stopped
  • the sun created a orangey hue that blended into the purple sky
  • a end of this first chapter
  • your eyes slowly shut to let it all simmer in when–
  • “excuse me?”
  • the familiarity in the voice rung in your ears as you jumped up from your seat
  • behind you stood a tall man with a long tan jacket on top of a black turtleneck
  • around his neck dangled an ID–from a glimpse of it, you read the name “Ong Seongwoo”
  • his eyes were sharp but stared at you softly as a small curve formed on the corner of his mouth
  • “Hi…” he mumbled awkwardly, letting his hand scratch the nape of his neck
  • “Hello.”


Bless you @mintgirl for the most amazing lines and the softest expression ever, this was an absolute pleasure to colour. I love this drawing and these two love birds.

if i could only watch 1 collab video for the rest of time it would be dan and tyler’s cards against humanity,,, i’ve lost count at how many times i’ve seen it

anonymous asked:

sometimes i don't think C or L realise that they indirect each other. i believe that their minds work in a very similar way, that C left a big imprint on L 's thoughts and viceversa. boy, i wish we can sometime in the future get a glimpse again of them together. their chemistry is something else. and a collab. i need. to hear. their voices. together. again.

VidCon (Joe Sugg Imagine) - requested

VidCon (requested)

Anonymous asked: Omg i love your imagines!!! Can you write an imagine where y/n and joe meet on vidcon. Because y/n did a colab with zoe once. And then fans see them together and start shipping them and stuff… I hope i make sense. Love you ❤

Y/B/F/N squealed behind you as you opened the door to your hotel suite. You rolled your suitcases into the room and dropped them. Your eyes widened in awe as you looked around the hotel room.

It was beautiful. There was two twin sized beds in the middle of the room with a bedside table in the middle to separate them. In front of the beds was a slide in glass wardrobe. At the end of the room, there was two doors that lead to a balcony that overlooked the pool downstairs. The balcony had a small glass table and chair set on the right side of it.

“This is probably the best hotel room I’ve ever been in,” Y/B/F/N said.

“Y/B/F/N, you’ve never been in a hotel room,” you replied with one brow raised slightly as you sat on one of the beds.

“Exactly why it’s the best hotel room I’ve been in.” You laughed at her response and just shook your head. Your best friend sure was something.

“Okay, lets just refresh ourselves and then we shall go explore!” You exclaimed and jumped off the bed to start getting ready. “The YouTube squad is meeting down by the pool in 15, so be quick, please, Y/B/F/N.”

“Will do, Y/N!” Y/B/F/N yelled from the ensuite bathroom. You chuckled, lightly and continued to tidy your hair up.




You enveloped Zoe in a tight embrace.

“It’s been so long! We need to collab again while we’re here!” She exclaimed as you pulled away from the hug. She complimented your new found hair style while you complimented her dress. It looked beautiful on her.

You introduced her to Y/B/F/N and Zoe complimented her makeup as Y/B/F/N blushed.

Zoe then pulled you along to meet everyone else.

“Y/N, you remember Alfie, Jim and Tanya,” she said as you greeted them. You had met them when you did your first collab with Zoe because Jim and Tanya were over at the Zalfie household.

Zoe eventually had introduced you and Y/B/F/N to practically the whole of the YouTube community. Everyone was there.

However, there was one person you seemed to just click with since you got there. And that happened to be Zoe’s brother, Joe Sugg.

When Zoe introduced you to Joe, your heart stopped. He was gorgeous. Perfect even. He had the most beautiful blue eyes, his hair was a perfect mess on his head and every time he smiled, he seemed to make the atmosphere 100 times better.

You guys clicked straight away. You had the same sense of humour, which you liked in a guy. You wanted to be able to have a laugh with a guy. And that’s what you had with Joe.


For the majority of the trip, you had spent it with Joe. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, in between panels, chill out times. You and Joe were like two peas in a pod. You couldn’t leave each other’s sides.

As VidCon progressed, you slowly found yourself liking Joe. And you meant like-like. You’ve never fallen for a guy so fast, but Joe was different.

He made you smile and laugh any possible time he could. He was such a gentleman, opening doors for you, pulling out the chair for you when you went out to eat, even walking you back to your hotel room. Within the space of a weekend, it was safe to say you had developed a big crush on the lad.

It was the last day at VidCon, and you and the whole crew decided to just spend it relaxing by the pool and enjoying the sunshine. You were going to miss the sun when you head back to dull, old England.

You were trying to catch some rays but a figure stood in front of you, blocking the sun. You pulled your sunglasses off and saw Y/B/F/N standing in front of you, in all her beauty in that bikini.

“Looking hot, Y/B/F/N,” you said, smirking as she took a seat in the beach chair next to you.

“Why, thank you, I say the same to you. I wonder who you’re trying to impress,” she replied with a wink. You rolled your eyes with a smile on your face and punched her shoulder, lightly.

She was talking about Joe.

“Oh, shut up, I’ve known him for like 3 days.”

“Yeah, but you act as if you’ve been a couple for years.” That comment made you blush and quickly put your glasses back on and laid back down on the chair.

“But anyway, I came to say that me and the others are off to lunch, you coming?” She asked and gestured to the group of YouTubers stood by the pool, talking amongst themselves. You could see Zoe, Alfie, Jim, Tanya, Jack, Conor, Josh, Caspar, Oli, Mikey, Marcus, JJ, Simon and Niomi.

Where was Joe?

“Yeah, you guys go ahead. I wanna catch some more rays first. I’ll see you in there,” you uttered. She nodded and gave you a hug before going to the others. Soon enough, they were all gone, leaving you left by the pool to sunbathe.

After a few minutes of shut eye and sun tanning, you felt yourself being picked up bridal style. You squealed as you pushed your sunglasses above your head to see the culprit.


“What are you doing?” You exclaimed and smacked his bare chest, playfully.

Woah, he sure worked out, you thought to yourself as you felt his abs beneath you.

Joe didn’t reply but he had a glint in his eyes that made you think he was up to something.

He pulled your sunglasses off of you and threw them to one side. You were about to complain but before you knew it, you felt yourself been thrown and water soon engulfed you. You splashed about before arising from underneath. You gasped as water splashed you in the face. Joe had just cannonballed into the pool.

“Joe!” You exclaimed as you watched Joe pop his head up from the water. You laughed at his hair. It stuck down to his forehead. “You’re looking pretty with that hair,” you said with a soft smile as you swam over to him. You held one of his shoulders to keep yourself up and used the other hand to push the hair away from his eyes. You wanted to see them. They were your favourite feature on his face. Well, actually, everything was your favourite of his. You loved everything about him.

“Why, thank you, kind ma'am, you don’t look so bad yourself,” Joe uttered in a posh voice. You laughed at his attempt and shook your head.

“So, what are you doing here? I thought you went to lunch with the others,” you asked as you felt Joe’s hands place themselves on your hips. They were warm in the water. You liked it.

“I wanted to wait for you,” he said, looking down, a hint of a blush on his cheeks but it was gone before you could be sure. “Plus, it was a perfect opportunity to throw you into the pool,” he added with a small chuckle.

You playfully slapped his shoulder as you voiced, “yeah, thanks for that. I was hoping to not get wet today, but you came and ruined that for me.”

“Honestly, Y/N, how did you miss that many sexual jokes in that one sentence?” Joe asked, throwing his head back in laughter. You blushed, deeply, as you thought back to what you said.

Okay, that did sound very sexual. Oh, dear.

“Oh, shut up, you immature child,” you replied with a hint of smile.

“An immature child that you looove.” Joe grinned at you and placed a sloppy kiss on your cheek.

Suddenly, an eruption of high-pitched screams enveloped your ears. You winced, slightly, and looked behind Joe. There you saw a small group of teenage girls, squealing as they had their phones out, filming.

“We have a crowd,” you whispered to Joe and he glanced behind him.

“We should leave, or we’ll be the talk of Twitter for weeks,” Joe said, before letting go of you and making his way to the exit of the pool. You soon followed behind.


After lunch, you, Y/B/F/N, and the rest of the buttercream squad decided to go back down to the pool to relax some more.

You and Y/B/F/N decided to sit on the beach chairs and chill, while the boys went for a swim in the pool.

Scrolling through Instagram, liking pictures now and again, you felt Y/B/F/N tap your shoulder. You turned to look at her.

“Have you seen Twitter?” She asked you, a grin on her face. You shook your head ‘no’ and looked back down at your phone to open the Twitter app.

Once it was open, you saw you had a lot more notifications than usual. You furrowed your brows and scrolled through them all.

Everyone was tagging you and Joe, saying you guys would make such a cute couple. You realised half way through that your ship name with Joe was trending worldwide on Twitter. You slightly blushed at all the tweets as your fans gushed over you and Joe. There was a picture that went viral of you two, the one from when you were in the pool and he kissed your cheek. Someone must’ve taken the picture at the perfect moment.

You looked up from your phone and to Joe, who was laughing in the pool as Caspar bellyflopped into it. You started to think,

Has Joe seen this? What would he think about it? Oh, no, he’ll run away first chance he can.

“Y/N, Y/N!” You felt yourself being shaken and you looked away from Joe to Y/B/F/N.

“Sorry,” you said, still blushing.

“Aw, you’re blushing! Is it the tweets? Of course, it’s the tweets! See, even your fans want you two together! Just do it!” She gushed.

“I’ve only known him for a few days, I can’t do that. Hey, my feelings will probably go after this trip,” you uttered as you looked back at your phone. You exited the twitter app and placed your phone beside you. No more distractions.

“Oh, shut up, no, they won’t. You’re in love, Y/N, you can’t fall out of love with him in a day. Just tell him. You never know, he may like you back,” she simply said with a wink and got up and left.

You frowned at her sudden departure, but shrugging, leaving it. You looked over at Joe to see him sitting by the side of the pool.

You decided to go tell him. You thought you’d listen to Y/B/F/N for once. She was always right, but you just wanted to believe it was coincidentally. You thought why not listen to her for a change? Maybe she really is always right.

“Hey,” Joe said with a grin as you sat next to him. You dipped your legs into the water like his and sat on the edge.

“Hey,” you replied with a smile. You were nervous. You were about to tell Joe that you may possibly be in love with him. It could go absolutely brilliant or it could just go to shit and leave you heartbroken.

“I need to tell you something.”

“I need to tell you something.”

You both said. You looked at each other and chuckled.

“You go first,” Joe said.

Here goes nothing.

“I think I’m in love with you.”

It was silent. So, you continued,

“Honestly, I don’t know how it happened or when. We’ve only known each other for, like, 3 days! But, you’re different. You make me feel things I haven’t ever felt in my life before. You make my stomach do flips every time you even come into a room. My heart just beats so much faster with you there. You make me laugh, you make me smile, you’re such a gentleman, you’re fucking gorgeous and you don’t even know it. You’re perfect to me, Joe. So perfect. I know you may not think that about yourself, but you, you are perfect, Joseph Sugg. As perfect as you could ever be. And for that, I love you. Like really love you. Not just some puppy love or a love you have for a best friend or sibling. But I actually love you. Like how a lover loves their partner. I’m in love with you, Joe Sugg.”

It was still silent. Joe had made no noise. Everything around you had disappeared; your only focus on Joe. He was making you nervous from not replying. How did he feel? Did he want to run? Did he feel creeped out?

“Joe…please, say something,” you whispered.

“I…woah…I just can’t believe it. You really love me?” He asked, eyes slightly widened. His cheeks were rosy, like there was a slight blush there.

You nodded, slowly, thinking that’d help to not creep him out even more.

“Fuck, you ruined it,” he suddenly bursted out.

“Excuse me?” You asked, eyebrow raised.

“I guess it’s my turn to tell you what I need to say,” he said. You nodded for him to go on. “So, I’m not one to believe in love at first sight. I never have been and I thought I never would be. I always thought it was something that couldn’t happen or it was just a once in a lifetime thing. But when Zoe introduced us the first day, I instantly fell in love. You were beautiful, still are. You were kind, down to earth, you have my sense of humour, and I like that,” he said, with a wink. “Getting to know you these past few days just made me fall deeper and deeper in love with you. It’s amazing how much we’re alike and how much we clicked straight away. You’re perfect, Y/N, and I love you. I’m glad you’re my once in a lifetime.”

You smiled, your arms wrapping around Joe’s neck to bring him into a hug. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you in, so that you were basically sat on his lap. You guys were still sat on the edge of the pool.

You pulled away from the hug, arms still wrapped around his neck. You grinned at the man in front of you and slowly leaned in. He started to lean in too. Your lips brushed against his but before they could make contact, you felt yourself been thrown.

You squealed as water hit you. You emerged from the water, half laughing, half scowling at Joe, who was pissing himself in laughter from his seat on the edge. You could hear the other boys and Y/B/F/N chortling in the background.

“You had to be the joker in a intimate moment, didn’t you?” You huffed and tried to walk away from Joe in the water. It was hard; water weighing you down.

Joe stopped laughing and his eyes widened. He jumped into the pool and came after you. His arm wrapped around your waist and he pulled you into his chest. He twirled you around to face him and pulled you close.

“I’m sorry, Y/N, I thought it’d be funny,” Joe apologised. However, it didn’t seem like he was even paying attention to himself; his eyes were focused on your lips.

You giggled and rested your hands on his chest, “I was only joking,” you said and soon enough, you connected your lips with his. The first kiss of many to come.

Surprise! It was me all along!

So this is the first I’ve posted in like, 2 months, but before I get into that I need to credit @atowncalledbedlam for being amazing again. This is another collab sweetie with him and goddamn i can’t get enough of his sweetiebloom sketches. In addition to what I’ve said in the past about the guy you can tack “patient” on too. God bless based Dilarus 🙏

Damn it’s been the hottest of minutes since I could pick up my drawing pen. From dead week to finals to a longer vacation than I’d expected down at the parent’s place, I haven’t been able to turn up for some sweetie in a long long time. Fortunately I’m back in town (for like 3 days before I go see family in the dakotas…) so I’ll try to draw something each day for the next bit. Gotta get this rust off somehow

Anyways, happy belated holidays, I’ll see you guys soon

Dear BTS and GOT7,

I was sitting in my room paying no mind, and then it all hit me. Fly? Wings? Turbulence? I SWEAR TO GOD IF BTS AND GOT7 BOTH PLANED TO KILL ME IN ONE SHOT THEY’RE DOING ONE HECK OF A JOB, AND THEY NEED TO STOP IT NOW😭 AND IF THEY COLLAB AT AN AWARD SHOW AGAIN IT’S GAME OVER FOR ME. SO PLEASE DON’T KILL ME! Sincerely, The Girl Who’s Too Done With This Fandom

Originally posted by geekylaugifs

A/N: An idea I had about Michonne and Jesus becoming friends. This is a collab fic.

“We need to talk,” said Jesus again as he held his hands up and kept his eyes on Rick Grimes’ face.

He had not expected Rick and his other half to fly from the bed, grab their weapons and not care about their modesty; now, as they stood with Colt and katana aimed in his direction, Jesus questioned his choice of sneaking into their bedroom.

“Rick?” asked Michonne, still not covering her nakedness.

“This is the guy I was tellin’ you about,” he said without taking his eyes off the unwelcome visitor.

Rick stepped closer and Jesus held his hands up higher; Michonne felt a sinking feeling in her stomach as she thought of Carl and Judith. This stranger was in their home while they slept after he was supposed to be under guard; Michonne was not happy.

“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t put a bullet in your head right now,” Rick said as he began to search Jesus for weapons; Michonne did not move as she was ready to cut him down.

“I’m just here to talk, Rick,” he said earnestly.

“You broke into our house where our kids are sleeping and you wanna talk?” said Rick, growing impatient as he held the gun to Jesus’ temple. “Fuckin’ talk. Now!”

“I have no weapons, I’m not here to hurt you. You know that, Rick. That’s why you brought me back here, but we do need to have a discussion,” he said.

Rick looked at Michonne and Jesus kept his eyes to the floor. Michonne returned his gaze with a look that communicated the choice was up to Rick.

“I told you that I would come to you so we could talk,” said Rick. “As soon as possible was on my end, not yours. Look, sit your ass down on the step and give us a minute so we can put some damn clothes on.”

Jesus nodded, kept his eyes averted and then stepped out of the bedroom door.

“What the hell?” said Michonne as she let her weapon fall to her side.

“He’s intense,” said Jesus of Rick as he sidled up beside Michonne who was exiting the church.

Rick had informed the community members, and had left to speak to the others who were not in attendance at the town meeting. Michonne and Jesus watched him walk hastily up the sleepy street; she sighed loudly and then looked over at her companion.

“He’s been through a lot,” she admitted while walking down the steps; Jesus nodded.

“We all have,” he offered, not in any way snide.

“True,” replied Michonne. “But we all don’t lead a community. We don’t have other people put their lives in our hands. Rick does. He’s the leader this place needs and that intensity has kept him and his people alive.”

“I believe that,” Jesus said with a slight smile. “But you’re the real leader, am I right?”

Michonne gave him an incredulous look; “How’d you figure that?”

“Well, I know that technically Rick is because everyone looks to him to make the tough calls, but you’re the one who persuades him. I know I don’t know you all, but from the little I’ve seen, he values your opinion more than the others,” Jesus explained.

“I don’t know about all of that,” Michonne said, trying to keep something, anything from the observant stranger.

“Come on,” replied Jesus. “I can tell by the way you are with each other. He’d do anything for you, and I got that just from the way he looks at you.”

Michonne shrugged.

“And that’s why I’m here trying my best to be friendly with you because if I can’t get Rick to listen, all I have to do is convince you and he’s as good as persuaded,” he offered as Michonne shook her head and laughed a little, knowing full well that Jesus was right; she did not know him very well, but she had a feeling they were going to become fast friends.

Some time later…

Michonne needed some air; Rick had awoken from the beating he had taken at the hands of the one they called Negan, and upon waking, told her to take a break. He knew she had sat there beside him the entire time, now, she needed to look after herself a moment. They had all been hurting because of the loss of their dear friend. They could come to terms with a death if it had been from a walker’s bite, but this level of brutality was unlike anything they had ever seen. This was a senseless and callous act.

She stopped a moment in the doorway of the unfamiliar bedroom at the Hilltop Colony before glancing back at Rick and Carl, who was sleeping beside him; Rick looked lost, much like she felt. The melancholy was etched across his tired features as he nodded to her, reassuring her that he just needed a moment to himself, a moment to watch over their son as he slept and that she should get something to eat. She sighed and pushed the ire deeper into her stomach as her heart ached for Rick and their family. Slowly closing the door behind herself, Michonne made her way out into the cool night air.

Finding a seat on the step of the grand house, Michonne rubbed her hands together and stared out into the darkness. A few fires dotted the yard and tricked her into thinking that the world was a beautiful place. She felt a coldness envelop her somewhat, staved off only by thoughts of how much she loved Rick, Carl and Judith and how thankful she was that they had not fallen victim to the Saviors. A sense of guilt washed over her as she realized it was selfish thinking considering they were mourning the death of one of their own. Michonne used the back of her hand to wipe away the tear that had fallen down her cheek.

“Hey,” came a familiar voice from behind her. “How’s he doing?”

She turned to face the person who had spoken; it was Jesus. He slowly took up a seat beside Michonne and glanced sideways at her, taking in her profile. He could tell that she had recently cried.

“He’s…he’s not good,” she admitted.

“Is there anything I can do?” asked the young man.

Michonne just shook her head.

“What about you?” he queried. “How are you holding up?”

She turned to her new friend and shrugged before replying, “I’m not good either.”

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this. @sweettayjax is writing the next installment. Thanks! 

anonymous asked:

Will you and mark be doing anymore videos together ?

Probably yeah :) just need to find that game! I’d love to do a collab game again with just the two of us like The Forest