to all that were curious

Hanzo;

※ Hanzo was never sure how his dragons would react to you. They were fierce, loyal, and protective creatures that lived to serve their master(s). He feared that they’d deem you unworthy to be in their presence.

※ It happened when you two were alone, meditating. He was in his usual kneeling position on a soft cushion, his hands resting on his thighs as he relaxed, while you were in the simple Bermese pose.

※ Neither of you knew why it happened but you noticed a shift in the atmosphere and snapped your eyes open. It was a startling feeling, but not a bad one. It was more of a surprise. Your eyes had went to Hanzo to see his arm glowing the bright blue it does when he summons his dragons.

※ That was your first and only warning before two dragons spiraled out of the male and twirled with each other in the air until they were high enough above you both, looking down. They stayed intertwined with each other while they floated aimlessly in the air. They seemed like they were waiting for you to say something.

※ A soft, wonderous, “Oh.” Was all that left your parted lips as you stared at the creatures in amazement. Sure, you’ve seen them on the battlefield but it was always for a split second. Seeing them somewhat up close made them look more majestic and beautiful. You could see the faint blue scales that reflected the lights from the room and their cat-fish like whiskers.

※ As much as you had wanted to shake Hanzo out of his daze you kept him still as you slowly got up to a standing position.

※ The dragons, old and wise looking, were swift to descend down from above and towards you. They seemed curious yet all-knowing. They knew who you were, they’re always aware, and they wanted to personally meet you. The two being never understood why their master was so…hesitant to let them talk.

※ It didn’t take long until the dragons were just above you, staring down, and glossing you over.

※ When they plopped themselves on the ground next to you, careful not to disturb their master, and nudged your hand onto the bridge of their nose did you notice that these dragons weren’t as fierce as they seemed to be.

※ You tried to keep your laughs down, you really did, but their whispers were so ticklish. And when they’d stick their tongues out slightly? You really hand to hold in the childish laughter that bubbled in you.

※ Sadly, your non-relaxed state had broken Hanzo from his meditation, much to his displeasure, and he turned to face you.

※ To say he was surprised would be an understatement. He was shocked, in disbelief, he couldn’t believe his eyes! There you were, giggling to yourself, as his dragons continues to stick their tongues out playfully at you. His dragons. His fierce, loyal, protective dragons, were playing with you.

※ He didn’t disturb you three as you all played. He did feel a rush of relief wash over him as he wondered why he was worried to begin with? He loves you, so it’s only natural that his dragons love you too.


Genji;

※ When Genji would need his sword(s) to be sharpened, repaired, etc., he would always go to you. Hell, he’d even go to you if his armor was messing up or needed a polishing. It was your specialty after all!

※ He never stayed around when you would be working. It’s not that he doesn’t want to be there, he does, but he knows how you love the quiet when you work. “It helps me concentrate!” You told him.

※ When you’d be working he’d be with Zenyatta, meditating or just talking. The conversations linger from him reminiscing about the past, him talking about his day/week, or him talking about you. He always tried to not bring you up into every topic but he couldn’t help himself… Zenyatta was okay with it, though, since he knew about Genji’s play-boy past and how “true-love” was never his thing back then. Him having it now meant that he was growing, and Zenyatta was proud.

※ Now, when you said that you liked the quiet it wasn’t a total lie. You did enjoy it but there was something you enjoyed more. What is it? Well, it’s his dragon of course!

※ The lanky green creature first appeared when you were fixing Genji’s sword for the fifth time in the span of three months. How he manages to bend or break the hilt that many times? You’ll never know. What you did know, though, was that this creature was a lot less terrifying than when it’s on the battlefield.

※ The dragon loved to curl up around your neck like a snake and relax there and, sometimes, you swear you could hear it snoring. It never bothered you but you weren’t sure how Genji would feel with his dragon being so affectionate and open with you.

※ These were delicate, and sacred, creatures that shouldn’t be taken lightly, you knew this but…how can you resist playing with it when it playfully bites your hands to get your attention?

※ Don’t tell anyone but you actually bought a few cat toys for when Genji lends you his sword.

※ Genji only found out when he dropped his sword off and left for, maybe, four minutes until he realized that he forgot to give you his smaller one. He went back over to your little makeshift workshop and walked in on you holding a mouse toy, that was connected to the stick you were holding by a string, above his dragon.

※ He watched in amusement as you quickly turned to look towards him, a bit embarrassed about being caught red handed, while his dragon continued to hover a few inches above the ground before slithering in the air towards the toy, successfully biting onto it this time.

※ While you were at a moments loss Genji strode over to you with an teasing tone to his voice, “Is this why you wanted me to leave the room?”

※ In the end he wasn’t mad, of course not, and joined you in playing with his dragon. It was a great bonding experience for you three.

You like me for a little bit. Or, at least I like to think you did. And maybe that was my mistake all along. You were curious and I was intriguing and after you finished solving the mystery of me, suddenly I lacked luster. Maybe I was only ever going to be the girl who was fun to chase, but never worth holding on to.
—  Kat Savage
Missing Prince Discovers New Hitchhiking Buddy

Earlier today, recently-arrived prince and intrepid explorer Findekáno, well-known harpist and first son of current High King Ñolofinwë, unexpectedly returned to camp on the back of a giant eagle while carrying most of his cousin, also current High King Nelyafinwë Maitimo.

“I was wandering around the mountains near Thangorodrim, looking for a nice place to sit down and maybe hitch a ride with a passing Orc patrol, when suddenly this great shadow descended upon me and Thorondor showed up,”  Findekáno said earlier, pointing to the giant eagle he rode in on. “He even showed me where Cousin Russandol was, which was pretty nice.”

Findekáno, fifty-second place winner of the All-Valinor Archery Competition three hundred and fifty years in a row, had been last seen setting foot in Beleriand and was rumored to have run away to search for his missing cousin three weeks ago. High King Nelyafinwë Maitimo, colloquially known as “Cousin Russandol,” disappeared when his supposedly fool-proof ambush was counter-ambushed by the Dark Lord Morgoth over a century ago.

Findekáno reportedly found his cousin hanging from one hand on a mountain and was about to prove his archery skills when the Eagle suggested he use a melee weapon instead. Findekáno, who placed ten thousandth in the All-Valinor Knifework and Lockpicking Competition a hundred and twelve years in a row, apparently missed his blow, hitting his cousin in the wrist instead of the chain he’d been aiming for.

“It was a good blow,” Findekáno insisted. “I managed to take off his hand in one cut, which I’ve never been able to do before. And I didn’t even drop the knife! Thorondor managed to catch Cousin Russandol, although he accidentally swallowed his hand, so I guess they’re not reattaching it anytime soon. And Thorondor was so sorry about it he even offered to give us a ride home!”

Thorondor, colloquially known as the greatest of Eagles and quite possibly the hand of the King of the Valar in Middle-earth, added that he would love to give more rides to Noldor, especially those who are “going hunting or expected to lose a limb or two in the near future.” 

He then added, “I would like to clarify that we are not a ferry service, however, and should not be ridden lightly. Also, no journeys longer than three days.” To summon Thorondor, just go to an open field with at least a hand’s worth of meat and shout his name until he responds.

Neither possibly-still-current-High King Nelyafinwë Maitimo, nor any members of his court, could be reached for comment.

An open letter from Mateus’ Goblet Ward 12

And so I’m inspired to write my first, and hopefully only, tumblr post.

It’s come to my attention that certain cranky people are quite suddenly extra cranky about Mateus’ housing situation. That is to say: Mateus, which up until now has had the distinction of being the smallest server replete with open housing plots, suddenly has none left. This is in no small part due to the fact that SE has recently locked Balmung (among other worlds) and marked us as a “preferred server,” causing many from Balmung–which hasn’t even had so much as an apartment open in close to a year, if I understand correctly–to see us as the new promised land of milk and honey and housing. As such, we have officially unofficially been designated a secondary roleplaying server.

Do I feel sorry for Balmung’s housing woes? You know what–no. Not at all. They crammed something like 25,000 people on a server intended to hold about 7,000, assuming the population was appropriately spread throughout the datacenter. Which, okay. That was their choice! But people don’t seem to realize that it was a choice. Either you get to have the bustling community of dozens if not hundreds of characters everywhere you go and the rich market board full of any product you could dream of buying… or you get to have a small server with open spaces while tolerating an atmosphere I’ve heard described as “depressing” or even “skeletal” and a low-supply economy that may force you to be more self-sufficient than you’d prefer. They made their choice, and yet many felt entitled to have their bustling server AND open spaces of their own. SE did a fantastic job of obliging with the addition of apartments, which saw housing woes healed on basically every server but Balmung.

“But random internet person,” you say, “what does any of this have to do with Mateus?”

Many people feel entitled to own a house. They feel that even knowing there are only 2,160 plots (soon to be 2,880) on any given server, they can and should be allowed to go at their own pace and have free access to any content they like, including housing. They want a house of their own, but they don’t want to accept that lots of other people want it badly enough to work harder for it than they did. As such, when all the housing plots evaporate out from under them on account of people who wanted it badly enough, they get upset. And they find other places to direct their irritation–soandso is denying me a home–instead of directing it inward. At the end of the day, that upset person has had literal years to acquire a house of their own. Now that opportunity is lost, and it’s no one’s fault but theirs.

So Mateus is out of houses, and people are complaining because they feel like they lost out forever. That now they’re at the mercy of vicious plotflippers or camping for auto-demos. That this dream that hasn’t mattered to them enough to act on will now never come true.

“But random internet person,” you say, “what does any of this have to do with you?”

Well you see, fellow random internet person, a fair amount of the hate people are feeling is being lobbed toward myself and my friend, because people see something we did as very unfair. They don’t have the courage to speak to us directly about this, of course, but they talk a lot of crap behind our backs, and we’re not stupid and find out about it.

A little about me first, so you might perhaps come to understand why I care so much.

I’ve played FFXIV a long while. I had a legacy character from 1.0, but I restarted on Gilgamesh on zero-hour of 2.0 beta phase 4, in which any character you created was going to be carried over to the real game. I watched as it grew to immense proportions. You see, it had been designated the official BlueGartr and Reddit and, somehow, generally raiding server. Gilgamesh was where you went when you wanted to get shit done. I didn’t pick Gilgamesh for that reason. My husband was friends with some people who wanted to be there.

So it was crowded, and I wished it wasn’t. I didn’t really have a basis for comparison, though, having only really played on Gilgamesh in 2.0+.

I obtained a house in Gilgamesh when the subdivisions were first added, which was not long after they were first-first opened up from being FC-only to allowing for personal homes as well. My house was in the Goblet–ward 8 plot 54. Despite there being plenty of homes available to choose from, I chose the last ward’s subdivision quite on purpose, looking to carve out my own little sanctuary of peace and quiet. Well, a noisy FC moved in next door that liked to trample all over my fence and roof, so… so much for that. Still, I loved that house and put a lot of effort into the decor, which was tons of fun. I like to think I did a great job, but everyone thinks that, I guess.

So fast forward a bit–we’re in Heavensward now. I started a project that called for leveling an alt with the same name and appearance of my main. I picked Behemoth. It was still a big…ish? server, but it was nowhere near the size of Gilgamesh, and I finally felt like… I had been holding my breath without knowing, and finally I could breathe. So when a third alt was required for my silly project, I actively sought out the smallest, quietest server I could and transferred/fantasia’d my old legacy character there.

That server was Mateus, and to me, Mateus was perfect. Mateus felt like home. Random encounters with people were rare but incredibly friendly, and with Mateus’ inflated economy, I soon bought a home of my own with the money I’d made from PotD drops. For my home I chose a literally entirely empty ward. That first night, I watched the Moonfire Faire fireworks for hours from atop my roof, over a sea of empty plots, feeling at peace.

That screenshot is dated August 11, 2016. Less than a year ago. Housing was released to Free Companies on December 14, 2013, and expanded to allow for personal purchases on September 16, 2014. And yet, nearly two years after literally anyone could buy a home of their own, on Mateus, many wards of the Goblet were like this. Even the more in-demand areas of Mist and Lavender Beds had areas that looked like this.

Mateus showed no signs of getting bigger. At all. Homes were bought by whatever newbies were curious to play with them, and yet they were being demolished at roughly the same rate, as people streamed away from this “corpse” of a server toward the promised lands of savage modes and ex primals and real economies. Meanwhile I spent more and more time on Mateus, to the point where my small cluster of Gilgamesh friends were concerned that I was on the brink of leaving. Because to me, Mateus was perfect. Mateus felt like home.

Around this time, I got to chatting with a lovely person from Leviathan with whom I share some unique/niche interests. In September, we started alts on Mateus together, and we bought them houses together in the Goblet. Ward 12, plots 14 and 20, across the Brimming Heart from each other. We made a free company for ourselves, to share materials and gil, and when we leveled that up and saved up enough money, we bought ourselves the medium in the same area, plot 19.

We decided we really loved playing together–and that we really loved playing together on Mateus–so having no real attachments to Gilgamesh or Leviathan, we transferred our mains. And we bought them houses, too, once we were able to, seeing as how our savings had been wiped out by the transfer limits. But we worked together to earn the money, as we had the previous three homes, and we bought them. And we decorated all five houses together. Coming up with ideas, making lists, splitting up the work, placing things and playing with them until we got just the desired effect. It was the most fun we’d ever had playing this game. Our own tiny paradise, carved out just the way we liked it.

We finished those first alts to 60, and we started another pair. Because you see, our alts have a specific theme to them–a set of characters from this game, of which there are 15–and we wanted to have them all. It didn’t start out being about houses. We just loved making and leveling alts together. So I’d have 7 and my extra character for my side project, and she’d have 8. We had always planned it that way. And, well, we were only two houses away from owning all seven around the brimming heart, so we completed our collection when the second pair of alts hit 50.

Or so we thought.

We did some really amazing things with houses six and seven. Made rooms and scenarios unlike anything we had ever seen. Things we thought would be impossible with the items available in XIV. We had found our true love in this game, and it was decorating. We began to talk about what this or that character’s house would be like. When we wanted a break from leveling, we would pick a ward or five and ride around and look at every single house there. I’m serious, if you owned a house on Mateus at that time, we visited it. All of you.

The few other homes in our ward kept auto-demolishing. The mansion in 30 went first. We worked and saved and worked and saved, and it devalued and devalued for weeks, because there was no demand for it at all. We both had alts at 60 on another server–my aforementioned Behemoth alt, and hers elsewhere. We moved them both to Mateus and bought the mansion just before Christmas.

The next house to disappear was 27. That had been a cute little female elezen who always ran around in WHM AF, who was only like level 53ish… but one day their theretofore pristine chocobo stable stopped being cleaned, and a little over a month later their unsightly orange and blue default-colored house had evaporated. We only had three not-us neighbors left, and many of the other wards were in the same boat. We decided on an ambitious project given how disconnected our new mansion was to the Brimming Heart, where the rest of our homes were: we would claim the entire eastern half of the ward with our 16 characters, once they were all at least 50.

I mean, hell, clearly no one else wanted them. People were leaving, not moving in.

So we leveled and bought and decorated, leveled and bought and decorated. These homes were not just being claimed and left unused. They were, and still are, loved. We always go into a house with an idea. A theme. An intent. Furnishings are chosen with care. There are meanings in everything that no one will ever know but us. Symbolism. Look, we’re nerds, okay? The weirder it looks, the more symbolic its intent. Probably. These characters we’re paying homage to, we love them.

The next house to evaporate–and this was a huge surprise to us–was the mansion at 13. We knew for a fact the owner of 13 was still actively playing. He simply didn’t want the house anymore and let it go. He never did anything with it, so perhaps he just didn’t enjoy decorating as content. We knew exactly which character to put in it–someone who deserved a mansion but only had a cottage. Now that we had the chance….

So we took someone out of the Brimming Heart and moved him up there instead. And we were left with a hole where once there had been a sea of 17 beautiful matching black stone homes.

We wanted to fill the holes, and we still had so many ideas, and there were still at least a thousand empty houses on Mateus. That’s when started to make extra free companies and move certain characters around to new plots in order to expand on their ideas.

Today, there are no more plots left on Mateus.

But long before that happened, there were no plots left in Ward 12. We own 28 houses – 16 personal, 12 companies. Two of these thirty homes in the ward are not ours. We owned the whole ward even when this was posted, drawing sudden attention to the fact that this so-called corpse of a server had some meat left on its bones – food for carrion birds, should someone desire a feast.

And then SE closed Balmung and Gilgamesh, and Mateus was invaded. And suddenly, people care about Mateus housing for the first time in nearly three years. Suddenly, people think we are *the* worst people. Because how dare we enjoy the game in the manner we chose to enjoy it.

How dare we?

How dare you.

You, who finally deign to set foot in my home. You, who hated Mateus for all the same reasons I felt it was perfect. You, who would take away the last year of memories I’ve made with one of the best friends I’ve ever known. You, who don’t care about the fact that we have cultivated something unique, interesting, and amazing, because you feel it denies you the chance to throw up a hideous paissa wall and plop a chocobo stable and a garden plot in front of an otherwise unused black hole with Dragonsong screeching away in the background. You, with your head so buried in your cliques that you thought we came from Balmung within the last month and achieved all this thanks to SE’s allowance of free infinite gil transfers, not realizing we wanted to be here, that we love it here, that we worked our asses off for all this from nothing but the million gil each we were allowed to bring with us from our mains.

How dare you.

If you would look at something other than the placards in your impotent rage that the same FC tag is on a few of them, you just might notice you’re standing in one of the best goddamn wards in the entire game. But more than that, you might just realize you’re walking through the last year of our lives. You’re seeing what we love, our passion, our reverence, our teamwork, our achievement.

And you demand we just give it all up. Because suddenly, these houses that have been here for years waiting to be loved… suddenly, now, you want one.

No.

Anyway, you’re welcome to come look. We aren’t quite done. We have a few closed homes, even (to our shame) a couple of yards that still need done, and some homes that want for some added detail since the doubling of furniture slots. It’s all on hold for just a short while thanks to Stormblood. But we have ideas, plans… and we’ll be right back to our housing obsession when we’re done leveling our first few things to 70.

Please look forward to it. I know I am.

Final notes:

1- I don’t claim to speak for my friend. For all I know, she’ll be horrified I’ve posted this. If you take issue with anything I’ve said, take it up with me. My main is Seraph Altima.

2- We are not affiliated with any similarly named individuals on any other server. If you think you can send a tell to someone on Balmung and be speaking to me (or someone who can speak sense into me), especially after I’ve gushed about how much I love Mateus, you are an idiot.

3- As our houses are our passion, we are both happy to answer any questions you may have about our ward. Just talk to us.

4- While we do not roleplay ourselves, you are welcome to explore our ward and use it for any roleplay event or storyline you like. You have open and ongoing permission. If you take notice of the theme of our ward, you can see it’s a perfect place to go if you’d like to write something about your OC being tricked, lured, or tempted by something otherworldly.

5- I’m well aware I’m not going to change any minds with this. People will say “but we couldn’t save in time” or “but my friend just started” or “but if you love decor so much, why not give others a chance to love it, too.” But we built this together, and I’m not giving it up, and you’re not changing my mind, either. I just want my perspective out there, because right now we’re just being demonized. Every story has two sides.

6- If you really want someone to demonize, the people in Goblet 12sub – all those homes owned by FCless characters, whose homes are closed or, in some cases, entirely unbuilt – actually did what you thought we did. But you know what? Whatever. They still put the work in before those without homes.

GUYS THEY WERE SHOWING EXO ON ARABIC TV YESTERDAY. CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT EXO’S IMPACT AND POPULARITY HAS EVEN REACHED THE MIDDLE EAST.

Tonight’s Dinner

Oneshot featuring Adrienette and a Snapchat gone wrong, based on something that happened with me and my friends xD

Rating: mild T

Word count:1097


It had started out perfectly innocent and amusing enough.

Marinette and Alya were discreetly taking pictures in their respective classes, sending the photos to each other on Snapchat. They were completely random; sometimes they were selfies accompanied with the caption of ‘save me’ or ‘I’m so bored’. Others were of the back of people’s heads, or the teachers’ desks, or even the teachers themselves, caught in an unintentionally humorous pose in mid-speech.

Neither had gotten caught, which Marinette figured since the steady influx of pictures from Alya kept right on coming.

She had to bite her lower lip to keep from laughing when she saw the newest picture. This time, it was of Chloe pulling off a particularly miserable look, with the caption, “when ur not able to suffocate Adrien for 5 seconds”.

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Who is your person?

Have you ever had someone as a best friend and thought to yourself.

“This is my person”

We were inseparable
We were funny
We were happy
We were beautiful and young
We were sisters
We were motivated
We were friend lovers
We were adventurous
We were random
We were curious
We were talkative we’d stay up all night.
We’d eat all night and talk about everything.
We know each others darkest secrets.

But yet you throw me and all of our 11years together away.

But what’s new I’m always left behind I could never be loved.

Who is your person?

—  joe1981aa 
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This is a collection of standalone stories which occur after Sans and Papyrus are rescued from Gaster’s lab.

If you’re new to the story, here is part 1: link

Part 2: link

HERE we go! It took much longer than it should, but here are the first three stories exploring possible futures for our messed up skeleton family. Some of you might have noticed all three stories were up well before the video. I was mostly curious as to how much traffic True Pacifist would get before the video went up. I hope it didn’t spoil the experience too much though :-)

Gotta give an EPIC shoutout to @cattoo444 for drawing those amazing backgrounds. She’s a cake decorator by trade (like what!??!?) and she offered to draw the backdrop cards for each of the stories. GIVE HER SOME LOVE AND LIKES SHE’S SO AWESOME.

And as usual thanks to @hatori1181 for doing some happy Asgore and darkgrim Gaster.

The nerdy rambling I usually do in these posts is included in the video this time, so I don’t have much else to add here. Enjoy! If you’d prefer to read the stories yourself here is the link to Ao3: link.

Hey @zarla-s, the audio version of those stories are finally done! I hope you are well <3

OH, and I almost forgot, thanks to Ctzha and SageoftheStars on Deviantart and @morecoffeethanhuman for being my beta readers for the third story! You all helped with that soooo much and helped me become a better writer because of it <3

Save Her

Originally posted by 0chlophobia


Pairing: Hannah Baker x Reader

Summary: (Y/N) cheering Hannah up when she needed a friend the most.

Word Count: 1.929

Posted: 07th of May 2017

A/N: Hey guys! I decided to write some Hannah imagines too. I never received any requests for her, so if you ever want to request, I am accepting them.
I hope that you enjoy this fic. Thank you so much for the love and the support that I am receiving from some of you, I appreciate everything! Honestly. Hope you keep on reading my fics and just request if you want some imagines. Thank you.

- G. x


“Hey Hannah, are you fine?” You worriedly asked her as you noticed that she was crying when she got out of Mr. Porter’s office. You carefully threw the pen on the desk and wrapped your arms around your friend’s body, trying to cheer her up.

It happened that you were in the department’s office as the secretary called you to sign some papers for the administration before going home.

“I’m fine, (Y/N).” She answered as she tried to dry her eyes, but too late because you already saw that she was going through something bad. “Don’t worry.” You broke the hug and you gathered the papers that you had to sign. You observed Hannah and she had dark eyes and a soulless body. It seemed like she was about to give up on her life.

“Nope,” You shook your head as you signed the papers as fast as you could. “we’re going to Monet’s and have a cup of hot chocolate.”

“I’m fine, really.” She flashed you a broken smile and you knew that she felt better, because finally someone stopped her and cared. You knew Hannah and she would never bother people to ask for help.

“No way!” You insisted and you thanked the secretary when you finished what you had to do. “You need to tell me some things and you pour your heart out, because you should let everything out.”

“Thank you, (Y/N).” She gratefully smiled at you and you gathered your backpack that has been thrown on the floor before signing the papers.

“Let’s go.” You grabbed her hand and you excitedly led her out of the office. She laughed at you because of your actions, she appreciated how excited you were because no one ever showed her their excitement whenever they would go out with Hannah. You knew that she needed someone beside her, someone who would give her some attention.

“Hey, (Y/N).” Your friend Zach greeted you as he met you in the middle of the hallway and you smiled at him. “Want to join us at Jessica’s house?” You looked at Alex, Justin and Montgomery, who were standing behind him.

“Sorry, I need to go somewhere with Hannah, maybe next time.” You answered as you chose to help Hannah, instead of hanging out with your close friends. You wanted to make some differences and to help someone who was really in need.

“Go with them, they need you more than I do.” Hannah let your hand go, whilst you shook your head. “Go on.” She uncomfortably looked at your friends and they somehow felt disgusting for what they have done in the past.

“I have priorities here, Hannah,” You smiled at her and declined your friends’ request. You gave a meaningful stare to your friends as some of them had issues with Hannah and they just nodded as they understood what you meant. “and, this time, you are that priority.” You looked at her and she flashed you a wide smile, a true and sincere one.

Hannah has been bullied by some of your friends and you have always despised them because of that. They ruined her reputation and you were trying to fix her once again, trying to help her to find the Hannah she lost few months ago.

“Have fun!” Alex happily said as he knew what you were trying to do. Alex was one of the reasons why Hannah got bullied by some students at school and you hated him for touching Bryce’s list to make Jessica jealous. You hated him, but you knew that he was already feeling sorry about it, so you remained friends.

“Thanks, Alex! See you around.” You smiled at them and you started to walk to the parking lot. You led Hannah to your car and you drove to Monet’s.

You hinted that Hannah was happy to be with you that moment. You noticed her singing softly to some songs that have been played in your car and she would even dance sometimes. Her mood was surely different from her mood in the office before.

“Two cups of hot chocolate.” Skye, a waiter and a student at Liberty High, declared as she carried a tray with two mugs on it. She put the blue mugs on the table and she wished you a good day.

“Thank you, Skye!” You sweetly thanked her and she smiled back at you, relaxing her shoulders a little bit. She started to go back to the counter and you glanced at Hannah.

“Why are you so nice to people, (Y/N)?” Hannah curiously questioned as she took a sip from her mug.

“Well,” You put the mug back on the table as you started to answer Hannah’s perplexities. “I never know what’s going on in other people’s life, Hannah. You should always be nice, because you don’t know what could happen to them or what’s going on with them.”

“Then why your friends never bothered themselves to be nice, not even for once.” Hannah asked as she was referring to your friends’ chaos. You remembered how Hannah spent her time with some of your friends before, but she just ended up crying. All she wanted was to have some friends.

“I don’t know, Hannah. I know them for many years now and they are goofballs and assholes,” You sadly shook your head as you said the truth. “but I really don’t know why they threw their hearts away and be that cruel to you, I don’t know why things happened one thing above the other. The only thing that I know is that I’ve always been here beside you and I will always be here to cheer you up, to stand up for you.”

“(Y/N), everything is just so hard.” Hannah bit her lower lip, trying not to cry. She thought of the events that happened to her, the days when she felt pity for herself. “I feel empty inside.”

“It is Hannah, I can imagine how hard it was. Unluckily, people mess things up and they barely use their brains to think.” You seriously said and you took the cup to sip from your mug. “I can’t undo the past, but you can always talk about it. I will always listen to you and I will never get tired.”

“I am afraid to bother people.” Hannah said. “People don’t trust me anymore, I would get those dirty looks and those meaningful judging looks from the people around me.” Her tears started to roll down her face.

“People suck.” You sincerely said and Hannah smiled at you. She let her tears stream down her face and she took a sip from her mug. “And you know that I will never judge you, I never did.”

“Thank you, (Y/N).” She gratefully said as she looked into your eyes. She found a friend when she needed one the most and you were so happy that you helped someone. Maybe this is one of the steps how to save a life.

“You don’t have to thank me, Hannah. You shouldn’t feel that you are bothering people when you need help, don’t be afraid to seek for some help.” You told her, hoping that she kept it as some good advices. “So, what are you keeping in your heart? What are your problems, maybe we can solve them, together?”

“Uhm…” Hannah bit her lip and she wiped her tears away, drying her red cheeks.

“Whenever you want, okay? Whenever you feel comfortable on telling me.” You caressed her hand in a friendly way. You wanted to make her feel safe and protected.

“No, it’s not that.” She shook her head. “It’s that I want to have a new start, I want to leave my problems in the past. I know that I can trust you and I will always do.” She positively said. Having you beside her motivated Hannah to begin her life once again, to start a new journey, to see things in a positive way.

“That’s the spirit, girl!” You cheered her and she laughed loudly, finally forgetting of the difficulties and the weight in her chest before. “You don’t work tonight, right?”

“Right!” She answered you with a wide smile, her eyes shining and emanating happiness. “What do you have in store?”

“I am thinking of a movie at Crestmont Theatre right now. I heard from Clay that there’s a cool movie about amazing things tonight.” You suggested excitedly.

“Sure, that’s a nice idea.” She nodded her head enthusiastically and you smiled at her. She seemed a little child, excited for Disneyland. “But before that, can we go to my house? I need to change.”

“Yes, of course.” You smiled at her as you both finished your hot chocolates. You both laughed when you had a simple stare. You both felt great and relieved, mostly Hannah. She found someone who really appreciated her presence and a friend.

Once Hannah opened her bedroom door for you, you already felt welcomed in her personal space. You started to wander around Hannah’s room when she entered her bathroom, preparing for your friendly date together.

Her room was clean and rose-scented. The walls were full of posters and pictures and her school desk was clean too, no messy stuffs around. Everything was on their place and the bed was perfectly made too.

“Hannah?” You called for her attention when she got out of the bathroom. You noticed somethings on her desk that amazed you and you were so curious to know what they were all about.

“Yes?” She stopped in front of the desk, putting her eyes on the things that you found on her desk.

“Why are these tapes here?” You grabbed one and you admired it while holding it in your hand. The tape had a cover with some cute drawings on it and there was a number three drawn with a blue nail polish on one side of the tape. “Is it a project?”

“Oh, no.” Hannah smiled widely. “I recorded them just for something.”

“Can I listen to them?” You shook the tape as you were so astonished that someone still used these stuffs. “How many are there?” You put the tape back on her desk carefully.

“No! It’s not that important.” Hannah protested and she took the blue and black shoe box on her desk. She looked at it for a while before she threw it in one of her desk drawers, together with the tape you were admiring before. “There were six tapes in that box with twelve sides, but I might break them because I don’t need them anymore.”

You looked at Hannah and she had a great big smile on her face. She felt good and wanted during that moment, because she finally found someone who could help her, someone who never judged her, someone who wasn’t afraid to stand up for her.

“I don’t need them anymore, now that I have my friend with me.” She winked at you and you both laughed, although you didn’t know to what she was really referring with those tapes.

“Always.” You gave her one true smile and she ran to you to give you a tight hug. You hugged her back and you felt nice that you helped her in a copacetic way.

“Thank you.” Hannah mumbled as she rested her chin on your shoulder, lingering the feeling of having a friend with her. You couldn’t understand for what exactly she was thanking you for but you assume that it was for helping her earlier. “You saved me today.”


anonymous asked:

What happens if all of them -besides Gaster- were magically turned into babies? Just curious is all -3-

MOOOORE WORK FOR POOR DADSTER! xD

Gaster: ……………………….Why?

What Happens In Vegas: Part 15

A Bucky x Reader / AU drabble series

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A/N: SO sorry this took so long. I was procrastinating big time and also life got in my way. There’s only one part left after this and an epilogue, so I really hope you guys like it. Let me know what you think! ♥

Word Count: 2,184
(I know this is not a drab, and this is the longest part to date :O)

Warnings:
- language.

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*gif is not mine.

Bucky was sleeping peacefully beside you the next morning, after spending hours the night before trying to get him to fall asleep. His nerves were getting the best of him, and rightfully so. You’d spent most of the night coming up with a court summons for Peggy, so that you could finally find out whom Charlotte’s true father was. You pushed his hair off of his forehead and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. The love you had for him swelled in your chest and, in that moment, you vowed to find the truth for him, to give him inner peace. Even though this was his own personal struggle, it would bring peace to you and your relationship with him as well. Maybe, just maybe, it would also mend his and Steve’s lifelong friendship.

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BTS Reactions To Their Girlfriend Being a Night Owl

♡Seokjin♡:

Jin woke up in the middle of the night only to find you missing from your usual spot beside him. Confused, he got up and headed downstairs only to find you sitting comfortably on the sofa with your laptop on your lap and earbuds in your ears. He tilted his head as he made towards you. As he neared, you finally noticed his presence and looked up a bit surprised to find him awake.

“Oh no,” you frowned, “did I wake you up?”

He shook his head, “no…what are you doing?”

You turned your laptop towards him so he could see the YouTube video you had been watching.

“I usually don’t sleep until late,” you explained.

“Oh…that explains why you sleep in so much. I can’t believe I havent  noticed until now.”

“I didn’t tell you because then I felt like you’d feel obligated to stay up with me.”

He nodded in understanding before he looked at you with a pout, “I can’t sleep without you in my arms though jagiya.”

“You sleep perfectly fine without me while you’re on tour,” you pointed out only making him pout more finally making you give in.

“Fine let’s go,” you said as he grabbed your hand and led you back to bed.

Originally posted by aestheticvbts

♡Yoongi♡:

Yoongi felt the bed dip as your weight was suddenly lifted off. He didn’t think much of it though as he quickly fell back asleep. Your laugh is what ultimately woke him up.

His eyes were scrunched in annoyance as he tiredly reached for his phone on the bedside table. He could barely see as he typed you a message telling you to shut up and let him sleep.

His annoyance rose as he felt your phone buzz not too far from his. He contemplated whether to just fall back asleep again when he heard you laugh louder this time. He groaned as he begrudgingly rose from the bed and headed to the living room.

Your eyes widened as you covered your mouth, “I woke you up didn’t I?”

He just silently glared, before he grabbed you by the hand and led you back to bed. Once you were settled he rested his head on your stomach and closed his eyes.

“This is your punishment for waking me up,” he murmured before drifting back into the unconscious.

Originally posted by jeonbase

♡Hoseok♡:

Hoseok  could feel his eyelids begin to droop as he stared at the TV screen. He looked at the time and was surprised to find that it was already 1am. How had time flown so quickly?

You on the other hand, were the complete opposite of him. You were wide awake. Your feet rested on his lap as you browsed the internet through your phone.

Hoseok had become used to your late sleeping habits but he still worried you weren’t getting enough sleep. However,  he knew that there wasn’t much that he could do, as it was just who you were.

He stayed up a bit longer having decided to keep you company before the urge to sleep became unbearable.

He lightly patted your leg to get your attention before he moved to get up, “hey baby, I think I’m going to head off to bed now.”

You looked up from your phone and frowned as you could see the exhaustion paint his face.

“You should’ve gone to sleep sooner,” you told him with soft eyes.

He shook his head and gave you a warm smile, “don’t worry just try not to stay up too long.”

He leaned down to give you a kiss, before he headed off towards the bedroom.

Originally posted by hoseokwhy

♡Namjoon♡:

You were trying to decide whether to watch another episode of your drama or sleep when your eyes wandered to the spot beside you. You could barely contain your laugh as you saw Namjoon with his mouth hung open as his chest rose and fell; a snore occasionally leaving his mouth here alnd there.

Though you usually stayed up late to catch up on your dramas or browse the Internet, moments like these are what you truly looked forward to. Seeing him sleep so peacefully was something you didn’t often get to see as he’d usually wake up before you.

Namjoon was well aware of your sleeping habits but they never seemed to bother him. He was quick to fall into a deep sleep regardless of how much noise you made.

A yawn escaped you as you noticed how the blanket had slighty slid off Namjoon in his sleep. You closed your laptop and put it away and readjusted his blanket before you turned the bedside lamp off,  and drifted to sleep.

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

♡Jimin♡:

Jimin let out a yawn as he sat up in bed and stretched his arms. He looked towards your side of the bed and wasn’t surprised to find it empty. With a small sleepy smile, he got up and made his way to the kitchen.

He couldn’t help but notice how cold the floor felt against his bare feet. In fact, the whole house felt a bit chilly. Making a small detour he rose the heat so you’d be more comfortable staying up.

You heard him before you saw him. You found it funny that you could now identify his steps from others. 

“Hello,” you chirped from the dining table as he walked to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. 

“Hey,” he returned as he sat down beside you, “so what are you up to, today?”

You shifted your laptop to show him the picture you had just been editing.

“It looks good,” he smiled.

He kept you company for a few minutes before he placed a kiss on your temple, “I’m going to head off back to bed. Make sure to sleep relatively early, ok? Oh! Also, it’s a bit cold so maybe move to the living room where there’s blankets.”

Originally posted by suga-com

♡Taehyung♡:

Taehyung didn’t always wake up, but it did happen occasionally. However, today, or rather tonight, happened to be one of the times he did. 

You felt him stir awake beside you and you took your earbuds out, “I didn’t wake you did I?”

His eyes still a bit hazy, he sat up in the bed and shook his head, “no.” You felt relieved, the last thing you wanted was to rob him of his sleep since it was so important that he was always rested. 

“What are you watching?” He murmured as he looked towards the screen of your laptop. 

“It’s a new kdrama that came out,” you explained as you saw that he was unfamiliar with what he was seeing. 

“Is it any good?” He asked genuinely curious. This was something that happened occasionally too. You often stayed up to watch dramas or youtube videos and if he happened to wake up and find them interesting, he’d stay up with you.

You took a few minutes to explain the basic plot line to him and after garnering his attention he went to the kitchen to grab some snacks before joining you again. After laying the laptop in front of you both, you finished another 2 episodes before dozing off.

Originally posted by theseoks

♡Jungkook♡:

Jungkook was already waiting on the couch for you, having gotten used to this habit of yours. As you came back down from changing into your pyjamas, you noticed various snacks strewn all over the coffee table.

Your eyes slightly widened, “where did all those come from?” You were genuinely curious as you hadn’t seen them in the kitchen earlier.

“I bought them on my way home,” he explained with a smile as he moved over on the couch so you could sit down.

“So what anime are we watching today?” He asked curiously as it was your turn to choose.

“Hmm I was thinking Your Lie in April, maybe?” 

“Isn’t that one supposed to be sad?”

“Yeah, but I heard it was really good!” 

With a nod he agreed to your choice and you laid on the couch and rested your head on his thighs. Once you were settled he kissed the top of your head before he reached over to throw a blanket over you so you wouldn’t be cold. 

After each of you picked your choice of snack, you began your usual long night. 

Originally posted by theseoks

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Both admin k and i felt this request on a personal level. We both stay up too late these days lol….anyways, I hope it came out ok and that you guys like it!

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Louis Tomlinson: Arctic Monkeys inspired my lyrics - BBC News
The pop star says his solo material has been influenced by the lyrics of Arctic Monkeys and Oasis.

Zayn Malik has carved a niche in pervy electropop; Harry Styles is prog rock’s new hope; Liam Payne’s plumped for aspirational R&B and lovely Niall Horan is doing lovely pop ballads.

So where does that leave Louis Tomlinson?

He was always the underappreciated one - a quiet, benign presence in the world’s biggest band.

Speaking to The Observer last month, the 25-year-old acknowledged he was seen by some as “forgettable, to a certain degree”.

What he contributed, though, was songwriting - receiving credits on more One Direction songs than any of his bandmates.

Appropriately for a former singer in a Green Day tribute act, he was the one who pushed the idea that a pop band could have guitar riffs.

He might not have been directly responsible for sampling The Who’s Baba O'Reilly in Best Song Ever, but it certainly fitted his vision for the band.

“Little things like that were really important to me,” he tells the BBC. “It was amazing that we were able to combine the two - absolute pop with guitar music.”

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anonymous asked:

Surely 2011 Homestuck wasn't that bad? I mean, it sounds like a gross exaggeration.

You want to hear how gross of an exaggeration it was? Because my post didn’t even do it justice.

It was March 2011 when the first semblances of Homestuck began to seep through the wood and metal of the convention circuit. The unsuspecting convention goers had absolutely no idea what they were in for as little groups of kids with grey makeup and orange candy corn horns started around the con halls. People were curious, hell I was curious, but that’s all it was. Morbid curiosity.

It was around the time [S] ==> Kanaya Return To The Core was released that people finally hitched on and started getting into it.

And dear god was it hell.

Homestuck completely invaded the convention circuit, bringing in crowds of people ages 11 to 31, and a majority of them were kids. There were meetups every month for every occasion at every place you could imagine. Homestucks started to completely take over convention halls to the point where the dealers room all but emptied out whenever a photoshoot started. Promstuck was established and became a cemented part of convention going. Gamzee’s flooded the con halls at one point after he went crazy and people tried to recreate sopor pies.

People were sitting in bathtubs trying to sharpie dye their skin grey. Karkat cosplayers were having actual literal buckets thrown at their heads. Nicki Minaj’s ‘Turn Me On’ was a national anthem that sparked a music video. Children screaming ‘Fuckass’ in the hallways as they got their unsealed paint all over the walls and floors. There was at least one hundred Dave cosplayers at every photoshoot, and Photoshoots looked like this:

You see that Squarewave in the middle of the group? That’s me controlling the crowd around me. You want another example? Here:

That Kanaya with the cape in the middle is also me. Not good enough for you? How about this:

This was convention Homestuck. This was true nightmare. If you saw a horde of Homestucks coming at you, you fucking ran. There were literally hundreds of Homestucks back in 2011.

A video of a group of cosplayers sitting in a restaraunt, passing around a bucket and spitting in it caused outrage for everyone.

And then there was the tumblr side of it.

AU’s popped up for every conceivable thing. Broadwaystuck, Circusstuck, Dormstuck, Sadstuck, Any fucking thing you could think of, you slapped -stuck onto the end of it and it immediately became a reality. There were countless ask blogs for every character imaginable and the Homestuck Hype was real.

When the Cascade flash aired it crashed Newgrounds for two days.

‘FIRST!’ cosplays were a thing, and if you managed to make one you were heralded as a god. The Alpha Kids came into existence and everyone raced to cosplay them and to see who could name them, who could be them first. Canon urls became sacred and if you had one you were god.

There was a literal fight for the jadeharley url

Updates were daily, multiple times daily. It was the start of Octopimp’s Eridan and Tavros voices, it was how he got popular. Broadwaystuck sweeped tumblr like a plague and the words ‘Let me tell you about Homestuck’ became a threat. It was around the time I formed The Rose Lalonde Homestuck Thesis. Everywhere you looked, there was Homestuck. Hussie’s girlfriend was sending cease and desist’s to fanartists, Whatpumpkin didn’t even have Tshirts on it’s website yet. People kept skipping the Intermission to get to the trolls. And then Cascade happened.

Then the fandom went on Hiatus. A Megapause, if you will.

And then things started calming down. Once 2013 started, it was as if nothing had ever happened. Homestuck was still there, sure, but it was muted. Controlled. Expectant. As if anything that could happen now wasn’t anywhere near as bad as what had already transpired. Now we are but a shadow of the chaos that once was.

2011 Homestuck is not a gross exaggeration my friend. I lived through it. I survived.

It was exactly as bad as it sounds.

With Love And Money

 Sugar Daddy!Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff 

Warnings: Daddy kink, spanking, D/s themes, i think that’s it

Words: 8k 

Request:  ahhh yonni omg could you do a really nasty yoongi daddy kink smut with spanking please?


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Chocobros: Using Them

Noctis: After Noctis had found out that you had been using him for money due to his position as prince, he would feel disgusted. Disgusted with you for doing such a terrible thing to him, but also disgusted with himself for not seeing the obvious signs. Noctis would feel terrible, it was already incredibly difficult to get him out of his shell. He put so much trust you and it turned out that you didn’t even love him for who he actually was, as another human being, not a prince. It will take a very long time for Noctis to regain the confidence to start dating again, let alone befriend anyone outside of his small circle. 

Originally posted by iures

Prompto: Prompto’s self esteem would plummet. Though Prompto has been more comfortable opening himself up to strangers, and ultimately trusting them, this incident would cause him to close himself off again. You using him was the worst thing he’s ever felt in the entire world. In the back of his head, Prompto still would refuse to believe that you had been using him for information. He couldn’t get the good thoughts of his head, your smile, your laugh. Prompto would take months until he was finally emotionally strong enough to finally delete you from his mind. It would be a pain as he individually erased the photos from his camera, each photograph reminding him of how much he loved you…used to love you. 

Originally posted by lionheartchocobo

Ignis: Ignis was caught off guard after he found out that you had been using his position as the prince’s advisor to get information about Insomnia. As the calculated person that Ignis is, it was a surprise to you that he hadn’t caught onto your plan since your started dating. Thinking back, Ignis had realized that the moments he thought you were being clumsy or curious were all part of your plan. Ignis would be at a loss for words, truly. After all this time being with you, he had genuinely fallen in love with you. He was very close to actually telling you those words too, until he found out that you were a lie. It took some time for him to move on, but eventually he did. But, at times, Ignis finds himself hoping that at least one of the smiles you gave him was real. Though it never was. 

Originally posted by littletaro

Gladio: Anger immediately encompassed Gladio. All those nights that you had spent with him, in his arms, were all part of your plan and Gladio hated himself once he realized that. He hated himself for letting his guard down, for letting love weaken him. From that point on, Gladio had vowed to never let love weaken him again. This vow was for him to move on from your relationship, but also for his job. As Noct’s shield he couldn’t distract himself with something so meaningless as love, though deep inside he wanted to love someone again. However, he couldn’t shake the feeling that he could possibly be betrayed by someone he loved again. 

Originally posted by hidekihinata


A/N: THAT ANGST  ヾ(`ヘ´)ノ゙I’m trying to get back into writing and it’s so hard I haven’t done fic writing in agesssssss- I’ve done this prompt before on one of my other sideblogs that I haven’t really used at all lately and I REALLY wanted to do this for the chocobros so I hope u enjoy!!!!!! My poor boys :((((

Tagging: @promptoargentum-is-my-husband @poisonous-panda @ff15trashgoldenslumbers @blindbae @miss-scientia @itshaejinju @thechocohoes @ultimoogle @fortheloveofeos if u want me to not tag u just lemme know

Movie Night Pt. 5

Girls Night Edition

Character Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Word Count: 2226

Warnings: NSFW 18+ Smut, swearing, fingering, dirty talk, biting, marking, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), fluff and yucky love stuff.

A/N: I had 2 requests in my inbox for a part 5! Movie Night is so much fun! You don’t have to read the first four parts to know what is going on, but it would help! Words in italics is a memory, bold is text messages.

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“Let’s talk about Bucky!”

You picked up your wineglass and peeked at Natasha above the rim as you took a sip. You shook your head with a smile.

“This is the third time tonight that you have tried prying information out of me,” you said to the group.

“Well, if you were a little more forthcoming with details, we wouldn’t have to pry,” Pepper said, tucking her legs underneath herself on the couch next to you.

“You and Bucky have been so secretive, it’s annoying,” Maria said, swirling the wine in her glass.

“What has it been now?” Sharon asked from her spot on the floor. “Three or four months?”

You took another sip of wine before answering, “Close to four.” A bowl of popcorn appeared in front of your face, suspended in the air by a red mist. Startled, you grabbed it before it fell, “Jesus Wanda… scare someone to death!”

She laughed before sitting in front of you on the floor, back against the couch. “I like the way Bucky grabs her butt when he thinks no one is looking,” she said, looking over her shoulder at you with a wink.

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to have and to hold | (m)

 pairing: min yoongi x reader x kim taehyung (taehyung’s pov}
genre/warnings: smut, cuckholding, threesome (sort of, I guess)
• words: 7,893 
→ summary: Taehyung’s about to help Yoongi out with a very different type of kink…
 note. flashbacks indicated by italic paragraphs. 

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