this is going to turn into something more eventually


Kana has much to learn and Nina will later have consequences to face

context is somewhere in here

we all must admit how hard it is to just sit down and do your work sometimes. the following are a few random tips that i used to study better (i’ll probably be making another more specific study tip post but this is just a general set of things i do that really help me out).

set a routine

if you continue to do something, eventually it turns into a habit. try to study at a certain time every day. it’ll turn into a habit and eventually become an instinct to get your books out and sit down at that certain time of day.

create a pleasant study space 

this will definitely help. naturally you would want to go and study if you have a nice atmosphere to go to so open some windows to let in light, invest in a good chair, and keep the space lively with some flowers or plants (i surround myself with greenery. it makes me feel really calm). likewise, keep your space away from distractions such as your laptop (ahem ahem. unless you need it for work and have a website blocker or something), the t.v, and the kitchen (keep a healthy little brain snack on your table so if you feel hungry you don’t need to go to the kitchen to get food then get lost spending too much time making creme brûlée or something when all you really needed was some celery).

remember your future goals

this will keep you from procrastinating by giving you a little jolt of guilt and also keep you sane. i personally wrote down my goals on a post-it and stuck it on the wall. later on, whenever i felt like throwing my textbook out the window (rip louis pasteur and his scientific contributions to biology) i would look up and see the note which would promptly calm me down so i could take a five minute break and get back to work.

give yourself time beforehand

if you give yourself a little bit of time before you start studying, you will feel more refreshed and ready to study. when i come home from school i give myself   a half hour to change, have some fruit, and start getting my materials out. that way i don’t feel rushed from just finishing school to immediately starting all my work. i also stay off of tumblr and the internet during this time because if i got on i would probably spend my half hour there and not have any time to actually relax and unwind a little bit. also if you need more time, take more time, but don’t stretch it out to two hours or something overboard like that, especially if you come home later.

for when you really want to fling your work into a tornado and go on tumblr

nope. sorry. not going to work. i mean, you could probably get on tumblr but you’ll regret it come tomorrow when your teacher asks for your homework or hand out that test and you look at it and realize you don’t know the material. try working in pomodoro time chunks so that you don’t overwork yourself and also get rewarding little breaks in between. sometimes when i’m really unmotivated, i turn the pomodoro method into a little game and try working for just a little bit more and challenge myself to see how many more minutes i can study for. if i end up achieving 25 minutes, i take the 5 minute break. 

you can do this!! ~hana from kageyama-studies


2017.03.18 🚴 Short Bike Ride

Didn’t feel like doing much of anything, to be honest, but I needed to do something, so I did a short bike ride. It was a bit windy, and I probably would’ve gone longer if not for that. I really dislike riding in the wind.  It’s all fun and games while it’s at your back, but eventually you have to turn around.  Plus, the book I was listening to ended about half-way through. The struggle is real. haha!

This is my old, heavy, too-small bike, also, which I could really feel in my quads vs. my new bike.

I got my 5/5 day workout goal in with this, so that’s also good.

Anyway, got something done, which is more than I felt like doing. Go me.

Yuri On Ice, what a wonderful gift


From the very beginning, Yuri on Ice has been an endless chain of wonderful surprises.

I thought I was just getting a cute little sports anime.  Instead I got a beautiful story that subverted my expectations at every turn, that introduced me to a character that I adore, that was more amazing than everything I thought anime storytelling could be.  I never dared to hope for so much and have all of my wishes answered, and in such a natural, respectful way.

I knew I was in for something really special from the start.  The show set up so much familiarity and then shot it all down at once. Yuko was going to be the love interest and Victor and Yurio were going to be the rivals who Yuuri would eventually surpass.  But then that’s not how it went at all.  I’ve never once in my life been hetbaited as bluntly as episode 1 did.  Yuko wasn’t the love interest after all, she was married with kids.  Victor didn’t see Yuuri as a threat and a rival, he embraced his talent to the point where he gave up his own career to come help him.

And I was just…this is a complete 180 from where I thought this was going to go, but I want to see this story so bad now.

It felt like the same old queerbaiting I’ve seen a hundred times.  That’s all I thought it would be, because I’m not stupid and I’m not naïve. It was just fanservice.  It always is.  Just weeks before this anime started, I had completely, completely given up on finding good LGBT representation in anime.  I had only ever found two that were worth a damn thing (No.6 and Doukyuusei).   I wasn’t dumb enough to believe that this was anything other than queerbaiting.

As early on as episode three, I started to really squint, though.  This was getting…really heavyhanded with the queercoding.  Surely they were just seeing how far they could push it, right? Nothing was really going to happen. Again, I wasn’t stupid.  But I wanted to believe.

It wasn’t until about episode 5 that I really started to believe that there was something happening here I’d never seen before.

Those of you who were following me the night of episode 7 know just how much I fucking lost my mind.  I could not believe it was really happening, that I was finally seeing something like this, that this was real and it was done well and we got a kiss in the middle of the series!!  Not even at the end, but confirmed right in the middle of the story!! And then for them to have actually exchanged engagement rings??  That shit DOES NOT HAPPEN in anime.  That sort of thing is a fanfic only scenario.  But it was happening, it was real, it was valid.  Just like any other romance.  There are no homophobic characters or scenarios in Yuri on Ice. Yuuri and Victor are just allowed to exist and love each other, and oh my GOD it’s the most refreshing thing I’ve ever seen.

And that’s not even the only amazing thing about it.  Anime is nowhere even approaching “good” when it comes to showing characters of other races and nationalities, but YOI is a fucking treasure trove of amazing, non-stereotypical characters from all different countries.  The American character isn’t even white!!  American shows don’t even do that!!!  A cast this diverse would absolutely never be found anywhere else.  And they’re just allowed to exist and have personalities and not be stereotypes and it’s just like being able to breathe just to see it and you have to wonder why it’s so hard for so many other shows to do.

Nobody in Yuri on Ice is malicious or mean for the sake of conflict.  They are just all competitive as fuck and dedicated to what they do. There’s something to love about every single character, because they’re just so real and so earnest.  They have flaws and they have strengths, and you can love any of them because of them.

Narratively, the anime is a masterpiece.  The use of parallels, metaphors, callbacks, and Yuuri as the unreliable narrator is just astounding work.  As a writer, a story this well-written is the thing I absolutely love best in the whole world.  I hope one day to be as masterful as this, to use every element of the story for a purpose and have nothing at all go to waste.

I won’t pretend that I’m not disappointed that Yuuri didn’t win gold in the end.  I was SO SURE he would, but he got inched out just a bit. BUT it’s gonna be okay because he’s not only going to keep skating, but Victor is coming back too, and it felt like a real setup for a sequel which I feel reasonably certain we might get now. And if true, I absolutely cannot wait to see where the three of them go now.  Also, the pair skate at the end was absolutely lovely and everything I could have dreamed of.  I’m so glad we got it because it’s the perfect bookend to the series.

And you know, it’s not such a bad thing either that he got silver.  Because he wasn’t mad about it.  Disappointed, yes, but instead of feeling like a failure, he knows that he has a reason to keep going.  He wants to be better now for a much different reason than he did at the beginning. And he’s excited for a next season.  He has his love back for the ice, and he has his love for Victor.  That’s all he needs.

Yuri on Ice has a very special place in my heart.  It is a beautiful story with beautiful characters, and I’ve had the most wonderful time experiencing it every week.  It’s a story I know I’ll rewatch again and again.

Just Tonight - CS Christmas Fic - Epilogue

I wrote this fic a couple of year’s ago now and I’ve decided to repost a chapter a day (there’s five) for those that haven’t read it/want to read it again and then I’m going to post a new oneshot sequel entitled, ‘Just Forever’.

Synopsis:  A night of unexpected passion leads to something infinitely more precious between two friends who don’t realise the hidden depths of affection each has for the other. Romance/Angst and a little bit of Christmas fluffiness…eventually.

Rating: T

Read Chapter 1 , Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4


Emma awoke to find the sunlight spilling in through the window and stretched lazily enjoying the slight burn in her pleasurably aching muscles. She turned her head to see Killian still fast asleep next to her and smiled. Rolling onto her side she propped herself up on one arm just so that she could simply look at him.

He was handsome in profile, from his tousled hair, thick eyebrows and straight nose down to his strong jaw and perfectly kissable lips that could wreak delectable havoc on any part of her body. His beard was slightly denser from overnight growth and gave way to a long neck and broad shoulders that bore the tell tale marks of her unfettered passion from the previous night. Her gaze continued down, fingers itching to rake through the mildly abrasive dark hair that covered the expanse of his chest. She loved the feel of it under her hand and against her body when he moved. The hair tapered off to a line that disappeared under the duvet where it rode low on his hips and her tongue reflexively darted out to moisten her lips as she thought about what was hidden beneath.

Unfortunately, her desire to wake him up in a completely sinful way had to be put on hold as a desire of another kind took over. With the baby pressing against her bladder the need to visit the bathroom was sudden and she’d learned early on that it was an urge that shouldn’t be ignored. Added to that, she was starving and she knew if she didn’t eat soon she was going to pay for it.

Being careful not to disturb him, she leaned over and kissed him softly on the cheek then got up and grabbed her clothes from the floor before heading out of the room. After freshening up she checked the time and was surprised to see that it was mid morning. No wonder she was hungry.

She went into his kitchen and looked in the fridge. Thankfully it appeared that he’d done some shopping upon his return. She grabbed some eggs, bread and milk and put them on the counter before preparing some coffee for Killian. As he didn’t have decaf she settled on some orange juice for herself then set about making some breakfast for them both.

In the bedroom Killian stirred, then slowly opened his eyes. He blinked a couple of times as his mind came back to full awareness and with it the memory of the previous night. A smile lit his face and he turned his head eager to see Emma but it faded quickly when he saw that she wasn’t there.

A sickening rush of deja vu had him lurching up to sit as he continued to stare at the spot where she’d lain just a few hours earlier. She couldn’t have left again, could she? Not after all they’d said, all they’d shared.

He tore his gaze from the bed and quickly glanced around the room, his stomach twisting into knots when he saw that her clothes were gone. Heart pounding, he was about to get out of bed when the door to the room suddenly swung open drawing his attention.

Emma breezed into the room carrying a tray and sporting a huge grin on her face.

“Hey, you’re awake. I made us some breakfast,” she remarked happily as she put the tray down on a nearby small chest of drawers then turned and bent to give him a quick kiss before murmuring, “Merry Christmas, Killian.”

“Merry Christmas, love,” he replied, giving her an overly dazzling smile that held more than a touch of relief.

She frowned slightly sensing something was a little off.

“Are you okay?” she asked, eyeing him in concern.

“Of course,” he dismissed far too quickly.

Before she could say anything else he threw back the covers and uncaring of his nakedness, stood up then pulled her in for another kiss. It was more heated than the last and if it was a way of reassuring himself that she was still there, then it was only because he felt all kinds of fool for ever doubting her in the first place.

“So what delights have you rustled up for breakfast?” he asked looking at the food with interest when they eventually broke apart.

“Eggs,” Emma retorted then raised a hand to cup his cheek and bring his gaze back her hers before asking, “But I want you to tell me what’s wrong first.”

“There’s nothing wrong, Emma, I assure you,” he answered firmly. She gave him a highly sceptical look clearly not believing him and he let out a long sigh knowing she wouldn’t let it go. “I was just being ridiculous for a moment when I woke up and you weren’t there, that’s all,” he admitted reluctantly.

She regarded him silently for a moment then her eyes widened as it hit her what he meant.

“You thought I’d left like last time…didn’t you?” she questioned incredulously, suddenly realising just how much she must have hurt him that morning months ago.

If only she’d known then what she did now.

Killian gave her a faint smile then pointed out wryly, “I told you I was being ridiculous, love.”

“No. You’re not,” she refuted softly wanting to make it better. Smiling up at him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and moved nearer, “From now on I’ll just make sure to wake you first.”

“I like that sound of that,” he responded with a slow grin of his own, indescribably pleased that she was talking as though it was a given that they were together now. That there would be more mornings like this in their future. Perhaps, if he were the luckiest of men, of an even more permanent nature eventually too.

He slid his arms around her waist then pulled her that bit closer and he dipped his head to kiss her tenderly. It was at that moment that Emma’s stomach let out a very long, very loud growl and he pulled back to look at her mortified face with an amused smile.

“Sorry,” she apologised, looking a little embarrassed as she lay a hand on her bump, “The past couple of weeks it’s like I’ve been eating for four, not two.”

“No need to apologise, love,” Killian assured her with a laugh, “That’s just the first of many things I want to know about what’s happening with you and our baby. Now, go and get comfortable and I’ll bring breakfast over.”

She did as he suggested and sat cross legged on the bed, feeling a little disappointed when he grabbed some pyjama bottoms out of the drawer and put them on. He then brought the food over and while they ate they began to talk. About everything. About the past, about the time they’d been apart and most importantly, a little of the future.

And as they lay in bed that night, with Emma wrapped snugly in Killian’s embrace, they both drifted off to sleep secure in the knowledge that, no matter what, now they had each other.

Not just tonight.

Not just tomorrow.



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It would amuse me to end if Phoenix eventually meets the AAI cast, but they get a totally wrong first impression of him.

Something makes him personally invested in a case, and then a person of the likes of Manfred von Karma, or Morgan Fey, or Dahlia Hawthorne turns up. So of course he gets furious. And his expression is so intimidating that Kay and Raymond look at each other, and go-

He… looks like Miles / Mr. Edgeworth’s when he’s angry.

… Is he a relative to the youngest von Karma siblings? A cousin to Franziska?

Eventually they learn he’s actually ‘that man’. Doesn’t change the fact that he shares more similarities to Miles than they can shake sticks at. Like dorkiness. Or troubles with witnesses. Or getting into lots of trouble in general plus connected absurdness.

What really sells the deal is that Phoenix talks gushes about Miles in the same way the prosecutor talks about him. Just a bit more sappy.

(Raymond stills calls Phoenix ‘the lost von Karma sibling’. EDIT: His favorite nickname is ‘the unofficial third part of the holy trinity of the von Karma in law’. It’s, as usual, impossible to say if he made a double entendre. - A loud thank you to @leonawriter who allowed me to use this genius addition.)

Instructions for a walk in the desert

  • Never forget to bring water with you because if you do you may encounter a man with a hunched back that will sell you a bottle of water for a price but he never wants money. 
  • Don’t walk on the crest of a ridge or a dune because it silhouettes you against the sky and makes it much easier for Sand Snipers to pop you. 
  • If you hear foot steps behind you do not turn and look, keep walking and they’ll eventually go on their way. If you turn around and look then they will appear behind you and you’ll never see them. 
  • Fear no man, but be weary of the beast that shoots blood from it’s eyes
  • If there is no more path to walk then make your own however look out and be warned that stepping in sand may create vibrations that will attract the Sand Worm. 
  • Are you prepared to cross that dry creek bed? There’s a reason it’s dry. Something drank the water and lays in wait. 
  • A Scorpion is a tasty snack but a nest of them are a hazard that is best used to your advantage against an enemy.
  • Firearms do nothing against Skinwalkers but silver does. 
  • If you are lost look up to the sky and shout “THE SLEEPER HAS AWAKENED!” The direction you hear your echo return to you from is the direction that Shai Hulud dictates you must go. 
Out of Reach

When Alois is wearing his heeled boots, he’s too tall for Ciel to reach his face.

When Ciel wants a kiss, he gestures for him to come closer and grumbles.

“Come here…”

Alois gets the snarkiest grin and stands upright, making himself appear taller.

“For what?~”

“You know what, just come here.”

“No. You want it, you can come to me~”

Ciel growls, his face growing hotter by the second, as he tries to stand up on his tip toes to reach Alois’ lips.

Alois watches in amusement as Ciel struggles to meet his lips, and the frustration in his features makes it all the more enjoyable. 

How precious it is, his childlike stature once again holding him back from the things he wants most, just out of his reach.

Ciel eventually gives up, red faced and irritable, and turns away from Alois with a huff.

“Forget it, I’m not going to beg like a dog for something as simple as a-”

Alois cuts him off with a hard kiss, as he throws his arms around Ciel’s waist and lifts him only an inch from the ground with ease and smiles against his lips.

Ciel hates feeling so small, and for a moment he writhes within his lover’s hold, struggling to break free; but his lips feel so nice… so warm and inviting, that he goes still and lets his arms drape around Alois’ shoulders. 

anonymous asked:

can you do h/c's of ut and us sans and papyrus with a s/o that has a cyan soul(patience)?

This is the one color I know my soul isn’t lol


-The guy has a lot of patience himself. But to be honest it’s a more perseverance type patience. He can endure a lot. The resets proved that. Living everything over and over without going crazy, waiting for and end to the constant loops. Or, just waiting for something. He didn’t really have a lot of choice in that matter though.

-Thing is, even though he can wait for something, he loses hope pretty quickly. And eventually the patience turn into apathy. He’ll need you to help him not lose hope and sight of the goal.

-He admires just how long you can wait for certain things. He’ll be happy to entertain you as much as he can, if you’re waiting for something small. With puns and jokes and anything he can. He makes waiting rooms fun, and they always go by in a flash. 


-He does not like patience being used as an excuse for laziness. So hanging around doing nothing because you’re waiting for a phone call or something is not going to go well with him. It’s mostly because he has a hard time relaxing. If he’s not training he’s cleaning or cooking food. Always doing something. 

-He hates waiting for things. Standing in line for groceries are about as far as his patience goes. And he likes result to come quickly. This doesn’t mean that he gives up easily though. He’s ambitious, and if he sets his mind on something he can work for months to achieve his goals. Example include training for months or cooking something that takes a long time to get done. And he likes that you wont mind waiting on it either. 

-This however, does not apply to when he’s waiting on you to get ready to go out. So if you’re the kind of person who takes forever to get ready it drives him insane. And after a while he’ll be screaming into a pillow. 

-He does admire how long you are willing to wait for certain things. It’s a honorable trait. As long as it doesn’t turn into idleness. 


- So this guy is very much like Papyrus. He hates waiting if it’s for something small like, getting called in a waiting room. But if it’s more long term goals that he can distract himself with other things in the meantime, like a release date to a new movie, he’s very good at it. When he sets his mind to something, it’s getting done. Or, not getting done? Because he’s waiting for it…. never mind. 

- He likes making decisions, but he very much respects his s/o’s opinion. If they think it’s better to wait, he’ll be happy to wait. He tends to get excited and distracted if he’s not concentrating hard on something, so he isn’t constantly thinking about the one thing he has to wait for. He multitasks different tasks, so there’s always something he doesn’t have to wait for. 

- All in all, he works well with someone who’s very patient. You balance each other out. He might want to rush into something where you need to hold him back. And he might get you to act more impulsively than you would without him. 


- This guy has the most patience out of all the skellies. Mostly because he dissociates a lot. So an hour passes, and he’ll think it’s been 5 minutes. Or if you mention the date he’ll go honey, you said the wrong month. But you didn’t. Because he literally forgot that an entire month has passed since last time he checked the date, and not a week. It works in his favor sometimes, most of the time it doesn’t.

- He doesn’t mind waiting with his s/o. He likes to let them take control over time based stuff. He does things when he wants to; and if he can’t do the thing he wants to, he does something else. It’s simple. 

- To be honest, if you’re not good at setting limits for waiting for something you’re not getting anything done. If he’s supposed to meet you somewhere by 5, you’d have to be late by 40-60 minutes before he gets even the slightest bit annoyed. 

The Rescue pt 1

Gadreel x Reader

Taken from this prompt from @dailyau 

Summary: A human Gadreel lives with the boys in the bunker, and is having a hard time adjusting to his new life. One day Charlie takes him to the animal shelter and convinces him to adopt a cat. Dean isn’t happy about it but Sam and Charlie both agree that the cat seems to help Gadreel… although there is something… off about the cat….

Warnings: Angst, humor, romance and eventual NSFW content. 

Word Count: 2718

Note:The story will progress more in the next chapters, this was more of an introduction. 

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That First Time Feeling

Requested by 3 anons: Dean x reader sweet smut/romance/first time fluffiness.

Summary: Dean and the reader are in the beginning stages of a relationship when she tells him she is a virgin and would like Dean to be her first. Romantic smut ensues.

Word Count: 4084 (I know. It got away from me. Oops.)

Warning: smut, loss of virginity

It was time to tell Dean.

You didn’t want to. You had been dreading this day since the first time Dean smiled at you with that little something more behind it, making you heart beat a little faster. Then, you had almost blurted it out the first time he kissed you, knowing that there was no turning back after that perfect moment, that the two of you were going to get in over your head and that he’d have to be told eventually anyway.

But you hadn’t told him. And now you couldn’t wait any longer.

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Something Unexpected [Part 4]

The request:  You’re Clint’s younger sister who is first introduced to the Avengers when they battle Ultron and they need to stay at the safe house. You are soon sucked into the world full of heroes and villains when Steve takes an interest in you. [Reader has powers]

Pairing: Steve / Reader (eventually)

Warnings: It’s a filler chapter.

Word Count: 1,188

A/N: I honestly didn’t know how this was going to turn out. So, I hope you like it. This is a filler chapter, and I think the next few parts will get more interesting. And I promise Steve and Reader will happen soon lol.

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Originally posted by bxckythewintersoldier

You wake up in pain, immense pain. Your groaned, you were never going to jump out of plane ever again, no matter how amazing it looks in the movies. You move your arms up to your chest to push yourself up, your body aching. How long have you been laying on the ground?

“I wasn’t sure you would wake up.” The movements you were making stop as you recognize the voice to your left. You turn your head to see Ultron standing a few feet away, his little minion robots working around behind him. He never looked over at you when he spoke, his hands tinkering with something on the table before him. “I hoped you would. I wanted to show you.” He continues speaking finally looking at you. “I don’t have anyone else.”

The ground you were laying on, does nothing to comfort your aching body. Your eyes scan the area around you, hoping to find something to use as a weapon, but you don’t find anything. But you do gasp when you noticed Natasha’s body lying behind you next to a crate. She was still unconscious.

“I think a lot about meteors. The purity in them.” Ultron’s voice brings your attention back to him as you fully sit up, wincing as he talks.  “Boom! The end.” He looks off into the distance and you never look away from him. “Start again. The world made clean for the new man to rebuild.” You feel a sudden coldness wash over you as his words sink in. “I was meant to be new.” He speaks with anger and frustration and he takes a step closer to you, your eyes flicker back to Natasha. You see her hand twitch and it’s the only sign you have that she might be waking up soon. “I was meant to be beautiful.” Ultron closes his eyes and you could only imagine what would had happened if he really got the body he wanted. ‘The gem is uncontainable.’ Cho’s words float through your head and you shiver as you stare up at Ultron.

“The world would have looked to the sky and seen hope, seen mercy. Instead, they’ll look up in horror because of you.” His anger was building and when he said ‘you’ he began to stalk towards you. Your heart rate rose, but you did your best to hide that emotion of fear. “You’ve wounded me. I give you full marks for that. But, like the man said, what doesn’t kill me…”

Suddenly, Ultron’s head was crushed. The screech of metal tearing ringing in your ears as you gasped, stumbling backwards as another bigger Ultron robot took it’s place. The pieces of the old Ultron crumbled upon you causing you stumble back closer to Natasha. “Just makes me stronger.” Ultron’s hands curled around the rusty old metal bars as he moves the door closed, locking you and Natasha into the small cell.

Your heart rate still raced when Ultron leaves. It’s only then, Natasha sits up a look of guilt on her face when her eyes land on you. “Don’t you dare say you’re sorry,” you mutter breathing deeply to steady your heart rate. “I jumped after you willingly. And I would do it again,” you spoke softly and meet her eyes right as she looks at you in awe. “You’re my friend.” You say to her unspoken question and you give her a little smile. “But right now, as a best friend you are here.” You place your hand on the ground, “and I am here for saving your stupid-ass.” You then move your hand above your head and she rolls her eyes at you.

“Y/N, I’ll get us out of here.” She promises and squeezes your hand with hers. And you believe it, because if she doesn’t, you know your brother will.

Natasha and you end up digging through the crates around you. Finding enough stuff to create something that would let out signals.

You both huddled close to each other as she began to send out a signal of your coordinates. Her fingers tapping in a series of clicks. You closed your eyes then, hoping your brother would be listening. You knew he had to be looking for you two, but now, all you could do was wait and hope for the best.

Your knees were up to your chest, your arms wrapped around them as you waited. You didn’t know how long it had been since you two had been captured by Ultron but you still had hope that people were coming for you.

“Natasha!” A voice brought you from your thoughts and you shared a look with Natasha. “Y/N!” Now it was your name being called out and you recognized the voice.

“Bruce?” Natasha called back and you both jumped to your feet moving closer to the cell door. That’s when Bruce appeared from the shadows, his eyes landing from you to Nat. He rested his hand on the bar.

“Are you alright?” He asked you two but his gaze lingered on Natasha.

“Yeah.” She answered and a small smile formed on her lips causing you to smile, she was so cute when she had a crush on someone.

“The team is in the city. It’s about to light up.” Bruce informed you two, his eyes flickering back to you for a moment as he spoke. Adrenaline began to pump through your veins.

“I don’t suppose you found a key lying around somewhere.” You said looking around him as if a key would just be lying out in the open.

“Yeah. I did.” He backed up and your eyebrows rose when he raised up a high-tech gun.

You and Natasha immediately took cover as you heard the gun activate, he shot at the door. Natasha looked over the damage before nodding her head once as you. You both pushed the door aside and you instantly stepped out of the cell.

“What’s our play?” Natasha asked Bruce and you could see his face morph into slight guilt when he looked at you before looking at Natasha.

“I’m here to get you to safety.” He answered and you could see the confusion on Natasha face. But you understood immediately.

“The job isn’t finished.”

“We could help with the evacuation, but I can’t be in a fight near civilians. And you’ve done plenty. Our fight is over.”

“So, we just disappear?” Her eyes never left his and you felt bad but you needed to ruin the moment.

“I’m sorry but Bruce,” you said and his attention moved to you like Natasha’s did when you spoke up. “You two can do whatever you want, but I want to help the city and that means I need you to point me in the right direction.“ You explained and he gave you a small smile before pointing back to where he had came from. You gave them both a smile, your eyes meeting Natasha’s a little longer before you ran from them and began to head for town. Your eyes turned serious and your fingers twitched, you were ready to fight.

[Part 5]

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Dating Cordelia Would Include:

• Her wanting to hide your relationship from the rest of the coven at first
• The two of you sneaking around and meeting up between her classes that she teaches
• A younger witch eventually finding out and telling everyone
• Her giving you flowers from her greenhouse
• Both of you spending days off in the greenhouse
• Her cooking romantic dinners for the two of you
• Lots of shower sex
• Long warm baths before bed
• Candles would definitely be involved
• Occasionally going to bars and getting wasted
• You giving her massages after stressful days
• Those massages sometimes turning into something more
• Spending nights just holding each other
• Her helping you learn new potions and spells
• Nights out in the city
• Romantic vacations for just the two of you away from the coven
• Lots of PDA
• Especially kisses on your forehead and cheek
• Her treating you like royalty
• Her wanting a baby, but not knowing how to tell you
• You guys eventually having a cute little family
• Spending the rest of your lives in the coven as a family

ok so, i really like ‘the last of us’, and i’m pretty sure this has been done before, but i had to draw it bc i was really in the mood to do something like the concept of tlou.

also i created a little more to this au, like headcanons and other things i guess? but here are some gays

Headcanons undercut:

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Dating Cordelia Would Include...

• Her at first wanting to hide your relationship from the rest of the coven
• The two of you sneaking around and meeting up between the classes that she teaches
• A younger witch eventually finding out and telling everyone
• You having to make Cordelia take breaks from working
• Her giving you flowers from her greenhouse
• Both of you spending days off in the greenhouse together
• Her cooking romantic dinners for the two of you
• Lots of shower sex
• Long warm baths before bed
• Candles would definitely be involved
• You giving her massages after stressful days
• Those massages sometimes turning into something more
• Spending nights just holding each other
• Nights out in the city
• Occasionally going to bars and getting wasted
• Her helping you learn new potions and spells
• Romantic vacations for just the two of you away from the coven
• Lots of PDA
• Especially kisses on your forehead and cheek
• Her treating you like royalty
• Her wanting a baby, but not knowing how to tell you
• You guys eventually having a cute little family
• Spending the rest of your lives in the coven as a family

The Artful Truth: Advice from a Molecular Biologist turned Art Director

I used to be a scientist. More specifically I used to be a molecular biologist working at UCLA on the track to go to grad school, pursue a PhD and eventually cure cancer. But now I’m an Art Director and have been working as a professional concept artist in the entertainment industry for the past 4 years. Somewhere in between there I did something right (or wrong if the human race was depending on me to cure cancer), and I’d like to share some of that knowledge with you.

So what makes my advice different from any of the other artists you might follow?

I was 25 years old when I took my first drawing class.

As much as I wish I had started when I was younger, the truth of the matter is that I didn’t but that allowed me to use my scientific mind to learn to draw and paint in a very analytical way.

I feel this gives me a different perspective than the average professional because I was still able to establish myself as an artist without any previous drawing or painting experience.

I don’t claim to have all the answers, but what I do claim to have is thoughtful advice for both students and young professionals about what it takes to study art, create a portfolio, establish yourself professionally and set up your own path to pursue your goals.

I plan to post advice (in no particular order) under the tag of “The Artful Truth” as often as I can but at least on a weekly basis. I welcome comments or questions to add to the discussion and I hope you’ll get something out of it :)

anonymous asked:

We'll love Heartstrung no matter what you do to it haha

Well, this is more about me loving it and feeling I’ve done it justice, which I currently think isn’t the case. I had a few things I was saving for something else, which was where the mistake came in. I held back because what I was going to add I felt I should put elsewhere, when it turns out it really would have worked best in this one.

This sounds super duper vague, but I’ll explain more eventually.

anonymous asked:

(first of all; I enjoy your writing so much it's amazing. Thank you ❤, second:) headcanons or imagine for Jason Todd trying to impress a girl he's genuinely interested in but who keeps him from getting too close because she isn't aware of how genuine those feelings are (she presumes he flirts like that with everyone? )? Maybe? 😊

-lol he flirts and she’s like no bitch

-he keeps on pursuing though bc He has genuine feelings for this girl

-he’ll see her coming down the street and will make as much conversation as he can before they go their separate ways bc he’s gonna win this girl over somehow just watch

-eventually she starts to see his feelings are real and acknowledges him a little more now.

-but every once and a while, she’ll see him do something kind and her brain will lock up and be like ‘no he’s playing you turn back ABORT ABORT’ 

-but she keeps her cool and they start having a lovely relationship

Introducing my RaMsonas (or ricksonas), K-679!

Morty just turned 18 and managed to pass highschool (but just barely) at the same time Rick mastered his cloning and decides to transfer his consciousness over to a younger version of himself (roughly about 30-35?). Morty’s not sure what he wants to do with his life– he wants to go into something with science but he’s not sure if college is the right choice for him. Eventually he talks Rick into being a mentor of sorts, where they go on adventures together but Rick explains shit in a little more detail (when their lives aren’t at stake lol). 

Oh, and they move out eventually and get a house together so that Rick can have more lab space and so Morty can have more “hands on” mentoring B)