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Whew, wanted to shade these but I doubt I got so lazy ;__;

Anyhow, here is a few character designs for my Undertale AU Underkeep! Mettaton rules the underground (not following the neutral ending though), and everyone we know is appointed to a position of sorts in this fantasy land like place:

Frisk - The Hero (shown in both their prince and princess outfit)

Papyrus - Second in command of the Royal Guard

Sans - The Royal Jester/Overseer of Snowdin

Muffet - Duchess of the Spiders/Royal Baking Specialist

Mettaton - High King

Alphys - Marquess of Hotland/Royal Scientist

Undyne - Baroness of Waterfall/Head of the Royal Guard

Hopefully I can get the other characters done soon as well! Also, everyone’s outfit is (hopefully) reminiscent of their location and/or title (Alphys represents fire, Undyne represents water, etc)…

Tutor Me? Epilogue. ReggiexReader!

hey everyone, so this is the Epilogue to my Reggie Mantle mini fic, Tutor Me? I’d just like to make it clear that this is going to be the final part of the fic! But if anyone has any Reggie reqs, hit me up in my ask.

SUMMARY: Reggie and (Y/N) take that well-needed shower.

WARNINGS: This epilogue contains SMUT. I repeat, SMUT. So if you are uncomfortable with that, please do not read it. 

PART ONE HERE.

PART TWO HERE.

PART THREE HERE.

Originally posted by ryan-coogler

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The Forest’s Veins by Loren Schmidt
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These ended up being some of my favorite shots from the entire time at ‪#‎ccfg2016‬ . It was a pretty spontaneous shoot but I just love the way it came out. Plus, Laura is beautiful.

Honeymoon

Author’s Note: Hey guys! This is my entry for @frickfracklesackles‘ Natalie’s 1,000 Follower Celebration Movie-Trope Challenge! CONGRATS GIRL, you deserve it! Go give her a follow if you haven’t already! For her challenge, I picked a character (actor in this case!), trope and a movie quote! Prompts are below and quote will be bolded in the fic. As always, I love feedback so much and my tag list is open; send me an ask if you want to join. :) I hope you like this! Also thank you to @avasmommy224 for reading this and giving me your opinion! It helps so much you have no idea :)

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 4,000-ish

Warnings: Fluff, Angst (a tad), mentions of cheating, I don’t want to give too much away!!!

Trope: 12. Meet actor on vacation and become lovers

Movie Quote: m. “Marriage! The end of spontaneous sex, traveling by yourself, and buying whatever you want without having to ask permission. Right?” - How To Be Single

Song Inspirations: “I Want You” by Kings of Leon, “Send My Love (To Your New Lover)” by Adele and “Rich” by Maren Morris

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Honeymoon.

Honey. Moon.

Who the hell came up with that word anyway? As I’m sitting here on this charter bus that’s taking me to my resort hotel, I’m watching about three newlywed couples about to get it on on the nasty, itchy seats that probably haven’t been cleaned in years. Rolling my eyes, I decided to grab my headphones out of my carry-on and shove them in my ears before I said something to them.

I decided to look up where the word ‘honeymoon’ came from before I had to witness post-marital bliss conjure right before my eyes.

Typing quickly on my phone, I could feel the bus pulling to a stop, but I wasn’t paying attention. It would be at least five minutes before I was able to get off this godforsaken bus anyway. Why did I choose a seat in the back again? I’ll never know.

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Can we all agree that when they dance, Even is doing his finger snapping and his shoulder hunching and his walking back and forth, singing along, while Isak looks at him totally whipped and bob bobb bobbbs his head to the beat, stepping from side to side and sometimes grabbing Even’s waist, pulling him closer and sometimes they make out a little before continueing to dance

Coldplay and Stars.
  • Parachutes, Yellow: Look at the stars, look how they shine for you and all the things that you do.
  • X&Y, White Shadows: You're part of the human race, all of the stars and the outer space, part of a system a plan.
  • Ghost Stories, Ink: I see your stars begin to shine; I see your colours and I'm dying of thirst.
  • Ghost Stories, A Sky Full Of Stars: Cause you're a sky cause you're a sky full of stars; I want to die in your arms.
  • A Head Full Of Dreams, Hymn For The Weekend: Life is a drink and your love’s about to make the stars come out.
  • A Head Full Of Dreams, Army Of One: Tanzaku stars; lasso the moon, and be standing there beside you right when the storm comes through.
  • A Head Full Of Dreams, Amazing Day: We sat on a roof, named every star; you showed me a place where you can be what you are.
  • Fix You, The World Turned Upside Down: You and me, the land, sun, trees, the sky, the stars, the sea. 365 degrees. I am a puzzle you're the missing piece.
  • Prospekt's March, Glass Of Water: Stars in heaven align. Son, don't ask neither half full or empty is your glass.
  • Every Teardrop Is A Waterfall EP, Moving To Mars: I heard it on the radio that one day we'll be living in the stars.
  • Miracles: Sometimes the stars decide to reflect in puddles in the dirt.
Supernatural: Oopsie Daisy

A lovely anon sent me the most beautiful prompt and I just had to write something about flowers and Sammy <3

I also love his relationship with Charlie. In the series, it was almost always the Dean and Charlie show, but there were always little moments that were adorable between her and Sam, too. The hugs, the exchanged glances. All of it was perfect. 

I hope this is what you wanted, anon! Enjoy!

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The bunker’s backyard had sprung up with daisies and dandelions when spring rolled around, and above anyone else, Charlie was most excited. She’d wake up early to sit outside and stare at the flowers and occasionally pick them, stroking and plucking their petals one by one. It was relaxation, time away from the pressures of hunting with Sam and Dean Winchester. 

Charlie came into the bunker one day with a bundle of flowers tucked into a pouch she made with her shirt and began sifting through the kitchen for a small vase to put them all in. A little color would brighten anyone’s day, even the somber Winchester brothers. Right? 

Sam walked in shortly after Charlie did and he put on a smile as he normally did since he knew Charlie was always happy, “Good morning.”

“Morning, Sammy,” the redhead smiled, standing on her tiptoes to try and reach the top shelf to grab a vase that caught her eye.

Sam grinned softly, “Need some help?”

Charlie huffed and she nodded, “Hohow’d you know? The round clear vase, if you please.”

Sam reached with no effort at all and he handed the chubby looking vase to her, “Here you go. Did you go out to buy those flowers?”

“No, I picked them from the backyard. You know, the outdoors. From the backyard you two actually have and can go out in at any time,” Charlie nudged Sam softly and she filled it partway with water from the sink.

Sam chortled and he went to make a fresh pot of coffee for everyone, “Well, they look very nice.”

Charlie smiled. Sam was always sweet to her. She neatly positioned the daisies, dandelions, and baby’s breath she’d found a cluster of, ultimately creating a picturesque little bouquet. 

Sam yawned as he strained the coffee and waited for the machine to rev up. Charlie looked over at him and she bit her lip, smiling behind it. She plucked a daisy from the vase and walked over to Sam, reaching up and tucking the flower behind his ear.

Sam looked down at Charlie and reached up, feeling the flower.

“Heh, you look pretty now, Sam,” Charlie giggled softly. Sam’s cheeks held a blush in them and he smiled gently, dimples barely a shadow on each of his cheeks. 

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Courage

I hope requests aren’t piling up and overwhelming you just yet. Haha. Could I request a scenario where Newt and the reader have feelings for each other and everyone can clearly see it, including themselves, but they just never get around to admitting it but they’re still fluffy and adorably couple-like (ex. holding hands, playing with each other’s hair, sneaky kisses)? Thank you very much! :)

A/N: im so horrible at following the prompt sorry :P i did get a bit carried away😂 

Warnings: Fluff


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Originally posted by hardyness

Everyone was over at the Goldsteins’ for Thanksgiving. Newt had decided to surprise the sisters by coming back from England, but that wasn’t the only reason he came. Y/N, a beautiful, kind, intelligent girl who he had fancied for quite some time was currently staying at the sisters’ flat- er, apartment. She was the only thing he regretted leaving behind when he left New York. He had decided to surprise her as well, with something a little extra than just showing up at the apartment.


Currently, Newt was walking up the stairs to get to the door of the apartment, carrying nothing but his briefcase and a new pocket watch. He didn’t want to be late for the get-together, especially when he was trying to impress you. Jacob had told him what time they were all meeting, though it was hard for him to keep it from Queenie for obvious reasons. As he reached the 3rd floor, he spotted their door and hurried over. He hesitated before he knocked. What if they didn’t want to see him? What if they would get mad at him for popping in uninvited? 


Newt took in a shaky breath and rapped his knuckles on the wooden door. There was a delay between his knock and an answer, presumably because they had all been preparing tonight’s meal. When the door opened, however, he was met with a glorious sight. There you stood, wearing a short coral dress that Queenie had made, looking beautiful as ever. Your eyes lit up as soon as you saw the man, and you ran over to hug him.


“Newty!” You exclaimed, wrapping your arms around his neck.


“S-still keeping the pet names, I-I presume.” Newt stammered, returning the gesture. You pulled away from him to examine his face.


“Crashing Thanksgiving dinner, I see.” You said, raising an eyebrow.


Newt could only divert his gaze to the ground. You laughed and grabbed his hand as you led him inside. The sisters’ attention was currently focused on their cooking, but Jacob smiled as you came in. He noticed the both of you were holding hands, and gave Newt a thumbs’ up in approval. Newt could only blush and look the other way. When the sisters finally did notice the two of you, they had already set the food on the table, waiting for you.


“Mr. Scamander!” Tina greeted, putting her hand on her hip. “How nice of you to join us!”


“Ah, so that’s what Jacob was hiding from me.” Queenie teasingly pouted, looking at Jacob. He could only smile in response.


“W-well yes, ah-I mean I was-er, hoping to.. s-surprise you! Yes, that’s it!“ Newt sputtered, an unconvincing grin on his face.


“You know I can read minds, Mr. Scamander..” Queenie reminded him, only taking a moment to glance at you. Newt looked down at the floor, rocking back and forth on his heels.


“Ah, bugger that.” You said, squeezing Newt’s hand before going to sit down at the table. “There’s an extra chair in the corner for you to pull up at the table.”
Newt smiled at you before going to fetch the chair. Neither of you noticed the questioning glances exchanged by the others.


Currently, you were down in Newt’s briefcase after stuffing yourself to your limit. You had intended on feeding Frank, the thunderbird, but you both decided on observing the animals instead. You currently sat together in front of a stunning waterfall, Newt’s head in your lap as you played with his hair. Many exotic birds flew above your head, as you recall Newt naming them tumbaliks. You two were very content in each other’s arms, not wanting to be anyplace else.


“Newty, what’s that one called?” You asked, pointing to a beast that looked like a human, only with a slightly larger nose and limbs.

“That my dear, is a Pukwudgie.” He explained while sitting up, eyes gleaming. “They are very rare creatures. I found this one in New Zealand.”


Ah. New Zealand. You were reminded that his stay wouldn’t be permanent; he had mentioned more than once that he was leaving in a matter of days. Your happy mood was instantly dampened, which was immediately noticeable by Newt. He turned to face you, as you looked down at the ground, a certain glint in your eyes that was all too familiar to him. He sighed, lifting his hand to your face. Lightly grasping your chin with his fingertips, he tilted your chin upwards to face him.


“Hey,” He spoke in a hushed tone, tenderness showing in his glistening eyes. “You’re n-not sad about me leaving, are you?”


“Hm,” you grunted, looking away. “I suppose it’s not impossible.”


Looking back into his eyes, you saw his gaze falter as he reached for something in his pocket. You became curious as to what he had hidden in his jacket. His cheeks became visibly redder as he pulled out an object- some sort of paper. Scratching the back of his neck, he handed you the object as he looked to the side. You gently took it from his hands, the words on it becoming now visible to your eyes.


“Royal Ferry.. admission for on- NEWTON!”


“I-I-uh- well y-you s-see I thought I’d- I mean you’d like it, I-I mean a-after all this rhyme- t-time-”


“No, no.. this is, perfect.” You said, cutting him off.
“I’ve always wanted to travel the world, a-and now I get to do it with you!” You said, beaming.


He smiled down at you lovingly, pressing a sweet kiss to the tip of your nose, causing the both of you to blush a bright red. You grinned uncontrollably, bringing the poor man into a bear hug and toppling into the water. Shrieking, you jumped at the sensation of the cold water, only to find yourself completely soaked. You sat up, finding that your eyes had been temporarily blinded by the change in atmosphere. You squinted, trying desperately to find Newt, only to be hauled out of the water and over his shoulder. He carried you under the waterfall as a series of shrieks and exclamations escaped your mouth. As he pulled you out of the water, you started to punch his back, ordering that he put you down, which earned a chuckle from him. He plopped you down in the water as you protested, looking at you as if to say, ‘I did what you told me to do.’


Grinning, you stood up and tackled Newt into the water. You never knew that he had a fun side in him. He playfully pushed you off of  his chest and threw off his trench coat, rolling up his white sleeves. You ran up to him, only to start tickling his sides mercilessly. As the two of you engaged in a full on tickle war, it seemed like you had drunken entire bottles of gigglewater. Eventually, Newt got fed up and wrapped his arms around your waist, hoisting you up and out of the water. As you laughed, you wrapped your legs around his waist and threw your head back, grinning like an idiot. 

Eventually, the two of you calmed down enough to where you could see the heat of the situation. After Newt awkwardly set you down with a red face, you tried to lighten up the mood by racing him back to the small cabin. You won, of course, getting a head-start after giving Newt a peck on the cheek and effectively stunning him for a few seconds. You and Newt counted that as one of the most hilarious days of your lives as you exited the briefcase, laughing like you two were schoolgirls. Neither you nor Newt dared speak about the embarrassing scene at the waterfall, brushing it off as if everything was fine. The only problem was, both of you knew that you had a mutual attraction, but neither had the courage to say it.

Open Water: Pt. 7

A Bucky x Reader / AU

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A/N: This chapter has a special little surprise in it I hope you guys will like! As always, let me know what you think. I love hearing from you! ♥

Word Count: 1,780

Warnings:
- none, language maybe.

Tags: (at the end)

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“Stupid humans…” Steve the iguana thought, as he scurried across the rocks away from his new friends. “Especially that oaf with the perfect hair and annoying laugh. He doesn’t deserve her. Nope, no he doesn’t.” The lizard jumped to catch a fly in midair, crunching it between his teeth. “Not one bit. But I need to help him see, need to bring them closer together…”

Steve continued to scramble on his tiny legs, heading straight for the place he knew they’d end up. The place where he’d watched the spark connect between them for the first time, where he knew she was in love with the jerk; the place where Steve first met her, his new forever friend, sitting on his lonely coconut. The spring.

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