this took so long to make

elementalwolf18  asked:

Hi it's me again! I was wondering if you had any updated info on pricing and when you think you'll open your preorders on the seven dakimakura, as there is also someone else I know who's interested in it. Thank you so much for taking the time to answer my questions!

Hello there, I’m sorry it took so long to prepare it, but I wanna make sure to give you guys the best quality I could ; w ;

I still don’t have the price yet since I’m not sure what kind of Dakimakura you guys want

Would you rather a 1 drawing one ( 1 drawing on both side) or a 2 sides with different drawing?  The 2nd drawing would be a more revealing verson but it may take longer time for me to finish it

^ the 1st drawing

i just casually added like a bunch of sooperbloop stuff to my etsy store


‘look at the stars’ Drarry Playlist for @herbiflors

bts react to finding your hidden tattoos

Thank you for doing my request for monsta x! I liked it so much I came back for another lol. Can you also do bts finding your tattoos with long answers like you did for shownu and jooheon? Have a good day :)

I have been at this for awhile and I have only managed to make the hyung line to the point where I like their story. I shall do the rest but i it’s just took so long I want to share the hyung line :) 


Jin: You and Jin had been dating for a few months now and you never ever took off your top. Even when you and Jin where getting intimate you always kept it on. Jin, being the gentleman he is never pressed the matter assuming you was just insecure or something and would eventually  brave it on day.  But after time had passed Jin began to get a little frustrated. You had seen him, why couldn’t he seen you, you had nothing to be insecure about he thought you was absolutely beautiful so during and intense make out session Jin decided to lift up your shirt. You immediately pushed his hands away but he stopped and looked at you “babe, I love you and you shouldn’t be insecure about your body. You’re beautiful” he said as he kissed your cheek again and lifted your shirt. When he took off your shirt and saw your tattoo he didn’t react. He just proceeded to kiss down your stomach talking you how beautiful you are. 

Originally posted by koiyomi

Suga: He lay in bed listening to your “singing” in the shower. He chucked at your off pitched whaling only making him fall more in love with you. When you stopped singing and got out of the shower you realised you left your clothes in the bedroom where Suga was. You wrapped yourself in a towel and walked out. Suga raised an eyebrow when you came through the door in nothing but a towel. “Oh.. ready for round two then?” He chucked as you just pulled a face at him ignoring him. You walked past the bed and went towards the wardrobe to pull out some clothes. “Is that a tattoo?!” Suga blurted out suddenly. “What?” You ask turning around only to see him in front of you. He turned you back around inspecting your shoulder. “Why have I never seen that before?!” He asked himself while trailing his fingers around it. You shrugged laughing at his fascination. 

Originally posted by syuba-inu

Rap Monster: 

You had gotten into your flat late at night, Namjoon had already gone to bed and you was so tired you couldn’t be bothered changing so you just took of your jeans and top, slipping under the covers to go to sleep. Namjoon woke up around 8am to you next to him. He gave a soft smile moving the hair from your face around your ear before getting up. He lifted up the covers to see you wasn’t in your pajarmas you was in your underwear and he saw something in your hip. A tattoo? “Y/n? Is that a tattoo?” You fluttered your eyes open to see Namjoon looking at your hip, the covers on the other side of your bed. He lifted a finger and stroked it across the inked skin “how have I not seen this? It’s beautiful” he smiled at you. 

Originally posted by ksjknj

Jhope: You and Jhope where play fighting on the sofa. You refused to change the channel and hobie wanted the remote so got on top of you and started tickling you. You both tackled each the to the floor untill he pinned you down, in your struggle to escape Hobie lifted your shirt accidentally when he saw a large tattoo in your back. “Woah! Y/n!” He said holding you down even more so he could inspect your tattoo. “Did it hurt? It’s so cool!” He gasped amazed as you still tried to wiggle from his grasp.

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

shannon5288  asked:

#70, pretty please with sprinkles on top :D

Hi!  Sorry this took so long to get done!  I wrote this with a splitting headache so I’m sorry if it doesn’t seem like my best work.  Someone else also asked for #70 with Noct or Nyx so obviously I had to choose Nyx … blame the anon who gave me him as one of the options!

This is something of a continuation of THIS.  I hope you enjoy.


Nyx Ulric x Reader

“Damnit,” Nyx tried to catch the tray before it clattered to the kitchen floor but only succeeded in making more noise.  “Fuck it,” he breathed as he leaned over to pick it up from the floor, “Try to surprise her and at this rate, all you’ll do is terrify her.”  He placed the tray back on the worktop and set about emptying out the other bags he’d brought with him.  He knew all about your sweet tooth and after a week spent on warp class duty, he figured that you could use a bit of a pick-me-up.  Cupcakes, cheesecake slices, home baked chocolate cake and all from your favourite bakery soon covered the island in your kitchen as he set about fixing you a very, very sweet treat.  He had let himself in with your spare key and before long, he had the cakes arranged on the tray, taking care not to drop the thing on the floor this time, and he had a pot of Ebony brewing.

You and Pelna had spent your week putting the recruits through their paces, Drautos seeing fit to torture you.  Not that you minded spending time with Pelna, he was a good friend, but the after-effects of hours of warping definitely had you beat.  Best thing was, the captain saw fit to assign you to those same classes until you could train yourself not to have such an adverse reaction to hours upon hours of warping.  It wouldn’t be so bad if Nyx had the same assignment but, in true Drautos fashion, he’d changed Nyx’s assignment at the last minute and so you’d been left to suffer without the comfort of your partner’s presence.  The least he could do, he thought, was to treat you before he had to be back on duty.  

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anonymous asked:

Hii can i please get an angst with happy endings for my ultimate bias yugyeom from got7 pleasee!!(:

Thank you so much for requesting! I’m sorry it took so long. I tried to make the ending as fluffy as possible, but I don’t know if I succeeded. If you don’t like it I can redo it. I hope you enjoy it.


Pairing: Yugyeom x (female) reader

Genre: angst, fluff

Originally posted by got7hoe

You felt the alcohol burn your throat as you swallowed it down. Your body facing towards the window in your living room. Your sleek black dress still hugging your frame hours after the funeral.

You went to gulp down more alcohol, but only a drop left the bottle. You groaned and threw the glass bottle at the wall. You needed another drink. You opened your sixth one that night and chugged it down. You laid on your back causing the alcohol to spill all over your dress.

“Great,” You laughed, “I’m a mess. If only my sister could see me. I’m a fucking mess!”

Your distressed laughter filled the empty room until they turned to sobs and screams. Your cries masking the sound of several knocks on your door.

“Y/N? Y/N, open up!”

You remained laying in the same spot, refusing to move especially for him. He could fuck off for all you cared. Today was terrible and he couldn’t even take the time to call you.

“Y/N I’m coming in!”

Your eyes remained trained on the ceiling. You didn’t want to look at him. You didn’t want to look at anything anymore. You didn’t want to breathe. You heard him scurry over to your still figure.

“Fuck, you smell like death.”

You flinched at his choice of words and shut your eyes. Yes, add some salt into the wound it’ll make everything better. “Get out.”

“Oh, fuck I didn’t mean to say that! I just mean you have alcohol all over you, we need to get you cleaned up.” He clarified as he attempted to lift you up. You pushed him away and grabbed your bottle, chugging the rest of the intoxicating fluid down into your system.

“I said get out. Leave. Leave!”

“I’m not leaving you!” He responded running his fingers through his hair. You turned towards him and noticed he was clad in a neat black suit. A chuckle left your lips before opening another bottle.

“Such an asshole…” You muttered.

Before you could even take another sip the bottle was harshly snatched out of your hands, some of the contents spilling out of the bottle. “Yugyeom!”

“I’m getting you cleaned up. Let’s go.” He sternly stated before lifting you up. Your legs wobbled a little so you grabbed onto his shirt to keep you steady.

“Don’t even touch me! You’re such a jerk you know that? I fucking hate you more than anything! Let me go!” You screamed. You punched at his chest in efforts to get him to drop you. You didn’t want him here. He wasn’t welcomed here anymore.

“I deserve that, I deserve more than that, but you need help Y/N.”

“Oh yeah? Well a huge ass fuck you to you too Yugyeom! If you wanted to help me you would’ve been there today! You weren’t there!”

“I told you I was busy!”

“Too busy to come to my sister’s funeral?! Not even for a second? I needed you! Today was the worst day of my life and you weren’t there! At least when my parents died I had someone by my side, I had Somi. But today I had no one!” You argued through your tears.

You fell onto your knees, your hand still gripping onto his white shirt. He dropped down next to you carefully and pulled you into his arms. You had every right to be furious with him. He wasn’t there for you when you needed him the most.

“I’m so sorry Y/N. I deserve this, all of this. I’m your best friend, but I didn’t act like it today. You needed me today and I should’ve dropped everything to be there for you.” Yugyeom apologized. He tightened his hold on you, not caring if he would reek of alcohol as well.

“Everyone is gone Yugy… My parents, Somi, I’m all alone.” You whispered into his chest.

He cupped your cheeks and lifted your head so you made eye contact. Your faces only inches apart. “You have me, I’ll never leave you. I love you too much.”

Suddenly you felt a pair of soft plump lips touch yours shortly. The quick kiss causing your heart rate to speed up. It ended just as quickly as it started. You were at loss for words if you were going to be completely honest.


“Shit, I’m sorry. This isn’t the right time for that is it? Fuck of course it isn’t, I’m such an idiot. Fuck, I’m so sorry.”

You laid your forehead against his chest and contemplated what you were gonna do next. Was this you or the alcohol making this decision? You already couldn’t see correctly, let alone stand, so what makes you think you’re thinking straight? Still, it wouldn’t hurt would it?

You leaned up slowly, your eyes trained on your target, and connected your lips with his. The kiss soft snd sensual. You deepened the kiss and pushed him down onto the floor. Your legs on either side of you as your hands were splayed all over his chest. You grinded your hips into his and began unbuttoning his shirt.

“Wait, stop stop.”

“What’s wrong? Isn’t this what you wanted? You kissed me.. you said you loved me..”

“You’re drunk and in pain Y/N. I don’t want it this way, not like this.” Yugyeom explained sitting up. You crawled off of his lap, but your head remained low.

“I wanted you to take the pain away.”

“I can do that, but by having sex with you when you’re drunk and coping with the loss of your sister I feel like I’m manipulating you. When you’re sober we can talk about this more. Let’s get you cleaned up. I’ll run you a bubble bath and make you your favorite tea.” He said helping you off the ground.

“Yugy, thank you.”

“That’s what best friends are for.”

anonymous asked:

are there songs that you think would match each boy perfectly? you look at gladio's fine ass for example and think "hell yeah this song is totally him" ?

Don’t know how much it would match them but there are songs that make them boys pop into my head when I hear them. enjoy my trashy music taste yo

((So before I joined the Overworst Discord I was really really scared to even send asks to the members, but after becoming part of Rejectedwatch and making a name for myself, which only took a few moments of talking, I can honestly say that I love these people so much, they’re like family to me, thank you all so much for turning my life around after what I thought was potentially going to be a very long low point! I love you all!))

anonymous asked:

What do you do when all you do is think about someone non stop but realize and understand that, that someone isn't thinking about you. Their mind is on someone else.. but even tho you realize and understand that the someone isn't thinking about you.. you still somehow can't get them off of your mind

You could do something called thought blocking which is exactly what it sounds. When you catch yourself thinking about everything just stop. You have to actively think about other things like anything that makes you happy. Puppies, family, friends, anything and do that until you’re in a good place again. It’s fucking hard trust me. It took me such a long time to learn how to do it but you just gotta keep trying until it comes naturally. Whenever I think about something bad now it’s almost instantaneous that I think about my best friends and our memories. It just takes time so please be patient with yourself

elvenbeard  asked:

In honour of dorianmance week: in game there are two possible scenes for a first kiss for Dorian's romance path. In your headcanon, did one of these scenes play out exactly as seen, or was it different than in game? Just details, or do you picture an entirely different scene? Also, who made the first step? :D

Thank you so much for the question! Tbh I’ve tried to keep things as canon compliant as possible, so for here, it was the kiss after Mother Giselle’s conversation! Elden is really bad at this, he was all settled in to pine for a good long while so sadly it was Dorian who ended up having to make the first move. (good thing too bc the last time Elden had been determined to pine it took him years to get the courage to act on it lol)

Tbh the more I think about it, the sadder it is? For Dorian at least. I have screenshots somewhere that I took with the cinematic tools so I could see Dorian’s face as he walks away and he just looks so sad. He turns to go so quickly, I have to wonder if he was worried he’d ruined things between them, or if he was just thinking that this had brought them that much closer to the inevitable rejection he was expecting.

For Elden, it was kind of amazing though? It had been years since he’d kissed someone and he’d never dared hope that he’d find someone else, especially not someone as amazing as Dorian. He was just over the moon about the whole thing and was sort of walking around in a daze afterwards lol. I actually wrote up a little thing from his pov if anyone is interested


The first time was unplanned. He looked up at me from under that damn tree, his hair sticking up like always. I wanted to be the one making it look like such a fucking mess. I wanted to run my hands through that horrible messy hair of his and to kiss him, and for him to kiss me back.

I don’t know what made me break just then. Maybe it was the way that he bit his lip in slight confusion as I lingered for a moment longer than usual without insulting him. Maybe it was just because I simply could not hold back any longer after all these years. Either way, I broke. As he stood to confront me (probably expecting to be hexed), I took him by the shoulders and pulled him close. Before I could think or her could react, I kissed him. It almost seemed as if he was kissing me back for a moment, that all of my hoping and fantasizing could be brought to reality. Of course, nothing like that could ever happen to me. He quickly shoved me away, his face contorted with confusion and anger.

“What the fuck, Mal-”
His green eyes, his fucking beautiful bright green eyes, went blurry for a moment. He sat back down against the tree. As he refocused, he narrowed his eyes at me.

“What are you looking at, Potter?” I managed to snap at him bitterly, hoping that I didn’t look flustered.

“Sod off, Malfoy.” He spat back, turning back to his book.


The second time happened with intent. After I realized that I could hypothetically continue to snog Potter every time we were alone together, I decided to seize the opportunity before Christmas break ended and everyone got back.

This time, I stopped him in the corridor outside of the Gryffindor common room.

“What do y-”

My lips were already on his, taking all I could out of the moment in the split second before he could push me away again.


I briskly walked around the corner. He would not even remember seeing me this morning.

That night, I lay awake trying to recall every detail of the kiss, of Harry fucking Potter’s lips. I’m nearly positive that it was just my foolish desire screwing with my mind, but it felt almost like he relaxes, even if it was just for one second before I wiped his memory.

But no, that’s not possible.


By the fifth time, it was almost a habit to sweep him away in the corridors.


By the tenth time, it was simply second nature once I neared him.


By the twentieth time, it had become an addiction. In only three days, everybody would be back and it would be nearly impossible to get Harry alone ever again.


I had only one thought in my mind: “I am completely, hopelessly in love with Harry Potter, and I am completely, hopelessly fucked.”


I find myself drawing my mind the moment I see him leave the library. (He’s been spending quite a lot of time in there lately. I wonder what he’s up to.) He looks unusually determined, however. I’ll just walk by this time and pretend to be on my way to- I don’t know, it’s not like I expect him to interrogate me or anything.

“What are you up to, Malfoy?” Potter asks accusingly as if it’s against the rules to stroll the castle.

Or maybe he is planning to interrogate me.

“What’s it to you, Potter?” I reply, continuing to walk. He grabs my shoulder before I pass him.

“Maybe I don’t want to be snogged and obliviated every day.” He said, raising an eyebrow.


This could ruin me.

I don’t even want to think about how many years in Azkaban this will be, obliviating Harry Potter, kissing him, at least 25 times, without his consent.

But why does he look so damn amused? He probably can’t wait to see me behind bars.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Potter.” I growl, glaring at him. His hand is still on my shoulder. I don’t move.

He holds up a book, “Memory Games: Recognizing and Curing Minor Obliviation”.

“I think you do know what I’m talking about, Draco.”

“You can’t tell anyone, Potter. This could ruin me. Please, I’ll- I don’t know, just-”

“I’m not going to tell anyone.”

This takes me completely by surprise. Why wouldn’t he want me arrested, humiliated, ruined? After all, we’ve always been enemies of a sort.


Damn my nervous stutter.

“Well, I said I didn’t want to be snogged and obliviated, but I wouldn’t mind just knocking off the memory-wiping part.”

Is he saying that he wants to kiss me?

“So I wouldn’t mind if you kept it up, minus the obliviating part of course. How does that sound?”

I’m frozen. Harry wants to kiss me. He wants me to kiss him. I want to say something, but I’m just gaping like a bloody fool. His hand drifts down my shoulder and he takes my hand, lightly tugging me just a little bit forward. I’m so close I can feel his breath on my face. He closes the distance between us and suddenly I can move again. This time, it feels so much nicer. I have time to feel his lips on mine, to feel him softly kissing back. It’s not rushed and forceful like all of the other times. It’s slow and soft and filled with emotion. As he pulls apart from me, I gasp quietly. Of course since my emotions are such a fucking mess today, this causes me to blush and I’m sure I look like an idiot.

“It sounds wonderful.” I say, smiling uncontrollably.

“Wonderful.” He replies, leaning back into me.



EP 12: Yuuri’s Exhibition Gala + the pair skating we all wished for


bucky’s trigger words + the thirteen letters, by dropdead-dream and whatarefears


Mean Girls, Seventeen edition: Who are the plastics? They’re teen royalty. If Pledis was Ceci Magazine, they would always be on the cover. Plan V + My Angel