this is one of the best lines from this finale

Oh, How We’ve Grown (4/4)

Title: Oh, How We’ve Grown
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Rating: General Audiences
Word count: 2.6k (oops?)
Warnings: nostalgia galore
Spoilers: None

Here we are, end of the line. Again. I can’t even begin to thank you all for indulging me in this plot bunny, for all the kind words and encouragements. Just like with the final part of Chasing Promises, this one kinda got away from me. It’s twice as long as any of the previous chapters, so I hope it makes up for this being the end. You are the best.


And I’m on my way,
I still remember these old country lanes
When we did not know the answers
And I miss the way
You make me feel, it’s real

Life never works out the way you plan. For all your years spent studying, you end up in a career almost opposite of what you have a degree in. It’s not necessarily bad. It affords you a roof over your head, food in your fridge, material comforts in moderation. It’s not exactly something that lights your heart on fire with passion in the morning, but it’s safe. Convenient.

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Kissing Frogs

Originally posted by cashtonkinks

in which you have to kiss a few frogs before you finally find your prince aka one day i will stop writing best friend aus but not today

“So, I um, kinda wrote you a poem.” Your boyfriend said, looking at you over his round glasses and producing a lined piece of paper from the pocket of his flannel.

“Really? No one’s ever done that for me before.” You said, managing a small smile even though panic alarms were going off in your head. The two of you had only been together for three months, and in your opinion it was a little early for anyone to be writing anything about anyone.

He returned the smile and unfolded the paper with a shaking hand. You started to feel bad for worrying. He was obviously nervous and maybe is wasn’t even a love poem. You took his free hand in yours, running your thumb along the back of his hand, trying to soothe his nerves. He cleared his throat and began to read.

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Let me tell you about my son. He was meant to be the heir to one of the greatest fortunes in all of Kerch, an empire with shipping lines that reach all over the globe, one built by my father, and my father’s father. But my son, the boy meant to rule this grand empire, cannot do what a child of seven years can. He can solve an equation. He can paint and play the flute most prettily. What my son cannot do, Mister Brekker, is read. He cannot write. I have hired the best tutors from every corner of the world. I’ve tried specialists, tonics, beatings, hypnostism. But he refused to be taught. I finally have to accept that Ghezen saw fit to curse me with a moron for a child. Wylan is a boy who will never grow to be a man. He is a disgrace to my house.

Analyzing Frank Ocean's “Ivy”

Ivy is a special song, it’s beautifully crafted and has a depressing atmosphere to it and i really believe it’s one of franks best written songs, it definitely has my favorite frank line. here’s why i believe it’s amazing, i believe it’s a final goodbye to the man he fell in love with.

the song switches time periods from the summer he fell in love to present day. 

“thought that i was dreaming when you said you loved me”

this entire song relates to the open letter, remember that frank waited years for his lover to reciprocate the love he had for him so when he finally told frank he loved him back, he couldn’t believe it.

“he wouldn’t tell me the truth about his feelings for another 3 years” - open letter

“it started from nothing, had no chance to prepare, I couldn’t see you coming”

frank had no idea that his friendship with this man would blossom into something much more special, he had just met him and eventually spent the entire summer with him, in no way shape or form was he prepared for this to happen. his love for this guy “started from nothing”.

“4 summers ago, I met somebody. I was 19 years old. he was too. we spent that summer, and the summer after, together.” - open letter

“if i could see through walls i could see you faking”

frank knows that this guy is faking his feelings for his girlfriend, he knows his lover is afraid to reciprocate the feelings he has for him.

“he patted my back. he said kind things. he did his best, but he wouldn’t admit the same. he had to go back inside soon, it was late and his girlfriend was waiting for him upstairs.” - open letter

“if you could see my thoughts you would see our faces”

contrary to his lover, franks love has always been pure, it’s always been about this guy, if his mind could be projected you would only see them two together, his love is genuine.

“you ain’t a kid no more, we’ll never be those kids again”

he’s reminiscing about the simpler times, when they’d just hang out all summer without a worry in the world, where they could be in love and happy.

“ I’d see him, and his smile. I’d hear his conversation and his silence…”

 - open letter

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He was destined for greatness, his Steve. Bucky had known that since they’d met and was reminded whenever they were together. When Steve called him his best friend, when they both agreed that they’d be together until the end of the line, Bucky knew that Steve would be ripped from him one day.

Steve rescued him from what felt like a circle of hell, both when they were children and now as men. Seeing Steve with a body that finally matched his bravery and spirit was a bitter reminder that Steve would eventually leave him. He had the adoration of many and was on the way to being known as a true hero- why would he need a wounded friend? He hoped that Steve choosing the others over him was the loss that he’d suffer and not something more horrible, something he’d feared for years.

Then Steve, his Steve, looked at him and asked if he would follow him into battle. Bucky knew that wherever they were going wasn’t going to be good and wouldn’t end well; the fight against evil was one that Steve would give everything for. It would give Steve the glory that he deserved and would destroy him without a doubt.

Be it the end of the line or the end of the world, he would follow him anywhere.

—  Stevebucky TSOA fic I refuse to write

anonymous asked:

Any new alpha/beta/omega fics not in the tags yet? Thanks!

You’re My Forever Boy by Lolistar92 - Let’s be real - who could possibly ever say that their happily-ever-after starts with a fan meeting their idol, realizing they’re soul mates, and subsequently turning tail and running away? Well, Taehyung’s always been a bit different.

Cute and Fluffy by Jojono - Taehyung and Jungkook were best friends since high school. They are both late bloomers and only present after they enter college.

walk the line by onsker - “He bit me, hyung,” Taehyung cuts him off, his large eyes are watering as he finally looks at Yoongi, but he stubbornly refuses to let them spill. “He isn’t here to deal with this– with what he has d-done to me.” He looks away from him and grips the sheets under him tightly, “He’s not the one I want. He’s not.”  “Taehyung, look at me,” Yoongi says and Taehyung keeps his eyes downcast. “I should have stayed home like Hoseok asked me to,” The tears are dripping now and he’s biting his lip hard enough to cause bleeding. “I should’ve stayed home, hyung.” or the one where jeongguk marks/bites an unwilling taehyung and runs away and yoongi is ready to commit murder.

We’ll Find Each Other’s Arms by TaeTea - Taehyung entered college expecting a whole new world; he didn’t expect to find a home in the form of Jeon Jeongguk. 

(I know this is in our tag already but it was just completed recently so I’m adding it here again)

Monster in Me by sixthhaven - “Do it,” Jungkook laughed bitterly, staring at Taehyung’s face as the older boy held the knife Jungkook threw to him a while ago. “You can end me now. You’ll finally be free of me,” Jungkook taunted. Taehyung crossed the distance until they were face to face and pointed the blade to his heart. “You’re a monster, Jeon Jungkook.”

Hot&Cold (Baby Let Me Into Your Heart) by Icvetae - Jungkook and Taehyung are best friends. Except for the fact that Jungkook looks at Taehyung like he’s the embodiment of the sun, and Taehyung is too oblivious. What happens when Taehyung’s first heat hits?

my last breath (take it) by YinKai - In which Kim Taehyung is taken by his clan’s leaders: an adult-child alpha and a two-faced  beta.

I Know You’re The One For Me by seaofsakura - In a rare case where an omega is arranged to be an alpha’s roommate.

the only new aboverse I found that isn’t alpha guk

Can you find home in me (because you’re already mine) by NeoVoltage - Jungkook has spent his life at the abuse of Alphas. What would happen if one day he were to finally break free of his pack. Could he survive on his own or would he find comfort in the beta with the beautiful box grin.

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-Final Fantasy 7

My first collab with one of my best friends, Katrina, she drew the line art and I colored. This was super fun to do altho my painted version looks pretty different from her line art so this was definitely a good learning experience. I will have to stay more true to the line the next collab I do.

You guys should definitely check out her tumblr here:

She has a lot of awesome traditional art pieces.

Enjoy!! :D

[ stressed ]

in which you try to get your best friend away from the studio but end up making everything worse:(

You were completely absorbed in the game you were playing on your phone. Titling the screen left and right to control the race car speeding through a track. Energetic music thumped through your headphones leaving a quick heart to pump away in your chest. Smoothly you passed another driver and crossed the finish line ending the second lap. Now this was all that mattered, the final lap.

The one that would win you prize money to buy the most expensive car in the game. Today you were in the Pledis studio with a few members of Seventeen. Some were absorbed in dancing while others had their faces buried in their laptop screens composing music. You were waiting for your best friend Woozi to make his appearance. Right beside the chair you were sitting on was a container of steaming ramen just for him.

“All or nothing, all or nothing, ALL OR NOTHING!” You screamed as you jumped around while trying to steer the little car on the screen at the same time. The members gave you questioning glances and exchanged looks as you pranced around like a fairy. Suddenly you felt a hand on your shoulder which scared the living day lights out of you. Flinging your precious phone to the floor you whipped around to see Woozi giving you the most confused stare.

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And then we have all of IDOLiSH7′s rough images from Tanemura’s design comments!

Full disclosure, one particular line on the final [i7] draft and a LOT of the stuff about i7′s natsu parkas was very, very hard to read because it was not only small, but also handwriting.  After figuring out a few components of each I was able to make a best guess, so while I think the general idea has been preserved, it might be good to take it with a grain of salt


I always thought that Lincoln was mistreated, specially from fans.
He was the kind of person that when he loves someone , he’d sacrifice, kill, and cross the line for them.
He had an addiction, he got through it.
He lived by one principle, doing the right thing.
He may have had metal illness, but he found security with Daisy.
I’m sorry if you were anti- Lincoln , I know sometimes they pushed his character too far, but he was one of the best, and he shall forever be remembered, for he was just a boy forced to join the real danger world because he was in love .

anonymous asked:

Hey, it's the one that tried Digital Art for the first time (It's my side blog). I finally finished it and was wondering if you had any tips? Xx

Just practice, honestly this is stuff I drew when I first started digital art:

And this is from this year a good 5 years later:

Mostly it is through practice, through learning from experience. You learn more from doing when it comes to drawing then from someone telling you to do something. I can tell you things like if you’re using a tablet quick fast strokes are always the best way to get decent line art but I can’t really tell you how to improve other than just work at it. It takes time and art is one of those things that can be disappointing sometimes because it takes a lot of time, but you’ll get there with practice and all artists always find something they want to work on, improve upon. x

Nate Maloley - Starbucks

Request: Hi babygirl, just wanted to tell you that I LOVE you and your blog so much and I was wondering if you could do an imagine where y/n is in Starbucks with her friend and Nate will come in with the boys and when he see her he will think she’s cute but y/n is kinda insecure so she will think he’s looking at her friend and yeah, I think you can take it from here ☺

Guys, I think this is my best one ever. Smooth Nathan is my fav.


“Can you decide what you want finally?” I groaned at my best friend. It was harder for her to order at Starbucks than to decide which collage she wants to apply to.

“Shut up, I know what I want!” she laughed at me but she was still looking at the board. I rolled my eyes and turned around as we were waiting in the line. I only had half an hour as lunch break and I was sure I will be late if she keeps doing it. I mentally noted not to go to Starbucks with her when I was in a hurry.

As I was busy being a grumpy bestie I spotted two guys sitting at a table looking at us. They looked familiar but I couldn’t tell why. They were handsome, but I was sure they both were checking my friend’s ass out. I sighed and turned back so we could order finally. I was surprised she could tell what she wanted when the guy asked her.

As we were waiting for our drinks I pulled out my phone to check the time to see how much time I had from my break, when she grabbed my arm and pinched it so hard I started to not feel my fingers.

“What the fuck is your problem?” I asked smacking her hand off me.

“Nate Maloley is totally checking you out, oh my God!”

“Who?” I asked in confusion.

“You know, that hot guy I showed you earlier from Vine! He is sitting right there with Sam and he can’t stop looking at you!”

Now that she mentioned Vine I remembered why he looked so familiar. I looked at the guys’ direction, but just shrugged.

“I don’t think they are watching me,” I said turning back.

“Why are you so defeatist all the time?” my friend muttered also turning back.

The guy was done with our drinks and gave it to us. My friends was telling me a story about a guy she met the other day, and as we were about to turn around and find a table for us, I bumped into someone and my whole drink spilled on us.

“Oh God!” I hissed feeling the tea all over my chest, I even dropped the cup. I looked up and my eyes met with Nate Maloley’s gaze. “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t…” I started to stutter but he just shook his head smiling.”

“Don’t be, I was the one who run into you.” He leaned down and picked the cup up while I was trying to dry my shirt with a bunch of napkins. I was soaked and so was he but he didn’t seem to care about it. “Y/N?” he said.

“Hm? Wait, how do you know my name?” I asked surprised. But then he held up my cup with my name on it. “Oh, okay.”

“I’m sorry for bumping into you, can I get you another drink?” he asked in a low, husky voice.

“She would love that!” my friend answered immediately and I shot her a ‘shut the hell up’ stare. Nate just laughed at us.

“There’s no need for it,” I said smiling at him. I didn’t have the time to wait for another drink, my break was almost over. “I have to get back to work.”

“Where do you work?” he asked with his hands in his pocket. He looked so natural yet hot, it was irresistible.

“Uhm, in the shop across the street,” I answered.

“Then let me get you the drink and I will take it to the shop. I feel bad, I soaked you and I want to make it up to you.” He had these puppy eyes that looked so adorable, but the meantime he was so hot, I even felt the other girls in the shop stare at us as we were talking.

“Okay, I guess it’s fine by me,” I said quietly. I could see from the corner of my eyes that my friend was grinning like an idiot.

“Good. I’m Nate by the way,” he said holding out his hand towards me.

“I know,” I said shaking it. He just smiled at me. “I have to go now,” I realized looking at the clock. “I guess I’ll see you in a bit?” It was more like a question than a state. Nate nodded stepping out of the way. “Talk to you later!” I told my friend who was enjoying the show, and then left.

I quickly got back to the shop where my co-worker was sitting reading a magazine.

“Wow, do they serve drinks on you now at Starbucks?” she asked seeing my shirt.

“A guy bumped into me. Do we have something in storage I can change into?” I asked going to the back of the shop.

“We still have some promo shirts in the box!” she yelled back. I quickly changed into a shirt and put mine to a chair so it could dry.

Just when I got back Nate entered the shop with two drinks in his hands. My co-worker immediately sat up seeing him.

“Hey, that was fast,” I chuckled, but he just shrugged. “Is it for you?” I asked pointing at the other drink.

“No, I bought it to the other young lady here. I thought you are not the only one here.” He winked at her and she was immediately melting.

“Thank you so much!” she said in a flirty voice, I just smiled at them and took a sip from my drink.

“Did I get the right flavor?” he asked turning towards me.

“Yeah, thanks, but you didn’t have to.”

“Yes I did. I don’t like to ruin beautiful girls’ outfits without making it up to them.” I felt myself blushing. Was this man even real?

“Well, thank you… for like the hundredth time,” I said giggling like a little girl.

“I was thinking if you would like to thank it for the hundred and first time tonight when I take you out somewhere.”

It was like the smoothest thing I have ever heard. There was no way I was going to say no.

“Uhm, sure, I will be done here by seven.”

“Perfect, I will pick you up then,” he said winking at me. “Ladies, it was a pleasure!” he nodded towards us and then just left. I was completely numb. My co-worker broke the silence after his leaving.

“If this is what happens when you go to Starbucks, then excuse me, I need a coffee right now.”

Draco and Harry openly flirting with each other during Eighth year just like Harry and his friends are walking down some stairs and from the top they hear a wolf-whistle and turn and Draco’s like “hey Potter looking sexy today!” and Harry’s all like “well you’d know you got the best view from up there!” and Draco be like “hell yeah I do, I hate seeing you go but I love to watch you leave,” 

And like when Draco and his friends are crossing the courtyard Harry makes this bee-line for Draco and is like “oh hey gorgeous what are you doing?” and Draco’s all like “well you in about ten minutes if you like,” 

And this shit happens like every day and they FINALLY get their shit together and go out literally no one is surprised when they come out, in fact they’re shocked like “you weren’t dating before?”


GIF credit to @j-umpthefence

I’d just like to say this is entirely @tall-butt‘s fault leave it to Yara to point out this one brief line from the finale and then proceed to destroy my life with the possibilities  b y e

Reasons why Rosa Diaz is angry angrier than usual tonight:

1. Gina has been yelling about Seven-Drink Amy since two o’clock that afternoon. It’s now eight, and Gina’s already poured three shots down Amy’s throat in the twenty minutes the three of them have been at Shaw’s.  

2.  Amy isn’t even trying to stop Gina.

3.  Jake isn’t stopping Gina, either. To be fair, Jake isn’t even there. He said he needed to stay at the precinct. He’d muttered something about Terry and cats. He’d been clearly distracted. Rosa hadn’t asked.

4.  Gina and Amy won’t stop singing Spice Girls, which is making this beer particularly difficult to enjoy in silence the way she usually would.

“Will you idiots shut up already?” Rosa growls. Gina shoots her a withering glare, and Amy continues thrashing on her barstool (Rosa thinks she might be trying to do the cabbage patch dance and it’s a miracle that no glasses have shattered in the process).

Rosa-a,” Gina hiccups mid-whine, accidentally drawing the name out into three syllables. “Don’t take this from me. I’ll get my Loch Ness tonight, I’ll get my Seven-Drink Amy.”

“G, G,” Amy shouts excitedly, “teach me the doogie.” She swats Gina’s arm almost hard enough to bruise.

Dougie.” Gina corrects, batting Amy’s hand away. “And no, take your fourth shot.” Gina thrusts a tiny glass full of clear liquid into Amy’s hand, and Amy tips it back. The glass hits the bar just as Amy groans and shudders against the burning sensation trickling down her throat. “Yes. One more, barkeep!” Gina pounds her open hand against the bar and the bartender sighs.

“Gina,” Rosa warns. Amy seems to be having a hard time remembering how to blink - her eyelids seem to be sticking closed, and her hands have risen to drift up and down her suddenly bared neck.

“Trust me, Rosa, you don’t want this Amy to stick around. Jake’s the only one who can control Four-Drink Ames anymore, and you know if he ends up showing up he’ll make me stop.”

“I don’t think that would be a bad thing.”

Gina ignores Rosa and presses yet another full shot glass into Amy’s hand, and Amy drinks it without hesitation. “We’re getting so close, babe, just a few more -”

Amy whips around in her barstool, and Rosa would think she’s scanning the bar if her eyes weren’t so glazed. “‘M’gonna go kick ass at darts,” she mumbles as she hops off the stool.

Rosa cranes her head around and spots the group already gathered around the dartboard: beefy, sweaty, leather-clad biker dudes who’ve been glancing up at the bar in their general direction all night. It’s more annoying than anything else, but she really doesn’t want to have to deal with Amy riling them all up. “Santiago,” Rosa says sharply.

Amy pauses and teeters a little as she looks back at Rosa. “I really don’t think that’s a great idea,” Gina says, hopping off her own stool to corral Amy back to the bar. “Let’s do more shots!”

“I wanna go kick some ass darts,” Amy says, shoving Gina’s arm out of the way. She pauses, shakes her head, and says “dart asses,” before continuing her charge forward. Rosa leaps off the stool and seizes Amy by the collar of her shirt, ignoring Amy’s strangled cry of protest.

“You’re done,” Rosa says, both to Gina and Amy. She grabs Amy’s purse from beneath the bar and slings it over her own shoulder and marches Amy outside while Gina trails behind.

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  • Heavy lies the head
  • Julia Jones

Heya guys! this is my post finale song. It is written from Clarke’s perspective both to Bellamy AND Lexa, trying to keep close to the way the season ended. Joy joy joy :D You can interpret the last line as either ship, whichever one you prefer. Best to listen with headphones <3


This is not my home anymore,

the things i did they closed a door

not for them, but for me

it’s a burden i am left to carry

on, down this path,

down this road i was made to follow 

until my lungs and heart felt hollow 

they say regret is a hard pill to swallow

so i’ll walk alone, down this road 

Heavy lies the head that wears the crown

 i’m sorry i had to burn your kingdom down 

May we meet again, cause this is not the end 

May we meet again, when i’ve had time to mend 

when i’ve had time to mend

Through all the monsters that we faced 

through my humanity laid waste 

blood must have blood, you used to say to say 

Silly me to try another way

Not a good way or a bad, 

mind and body iron clad 

face to face but made of steel

but it won’t change how i feel

so i’ll walk alone, down this road 

Heavy lies the head that wears the crown 

i’m sorry i had to burn your kingdom down 

May we meet again, cause this is not the end 

May we meet again, when i’ve had time to mend 

when i’ve had time to-

Oh may we meet again, for this is not the end

may we meet again,

as lovers or as friends.