well this took a lot of effort

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Click https://drive.google.com/file/d/0ByxhNbuNLcaIaW01Q0IydE9aU3M/view?usp=sharing for the whole thing!

Well, that happened.

This started out as a simple idea: I wanted to portray a possible season 3 scenario where a battle (with Toffee?) just took place, Marco is on Mewni with Star and lately he’s been realizing why his heart always jumps out of his chest when he sees Star. Realizing this was one thing - actually confessing is a whole ‘nother deal … (yes, he already broke up with Jackie)

This is a purely fanmade storyboard by me. I put a lot of effort, time and dedication into this though, so I would love, love, love if you guys share this so maybe, just maybe, @arythusa, @hug-bees or any other member of the Star vs the Forces of Evil crew could see this. It would mean the world to me.

Thanks for reading and enjoy this piece of shameless Starco fluff!

anonymous asked:

I wish they used 3D models for Sonic Mania. They're kinda restricting the graphics potential with 2D sprites.

Not really, because creating fluid and vibrant sprites takes just as much time and effort as it does for 3D models.

I feel a lot of people don’t give enough credit to the spritework business in general, usually by viewing sprites as less impressive than 3D models due to how supposedly primitive they are by comparison. Even though, as shown by Mania itself, as well as the original Genesis trilogy and Sonic CD, spritework when done right can achieve the desired results just as well, to amazing results of it’s own kind.

Hell, just look at Mania’s now-famous title screen for example:

Regardless of how much time it actually took to complete, you can tell there was a lot of effort spent in order to make it look as smooth and expressive as it is. And this is just the title screen. The rest of what we’ve seen so far looks just as eye-catching and appealing. The character animations, the enemy animations, the zones and their intricate colour schemes and patterns…

Why should such obvious effort be disregarded purely because it’s not in full 3D?

I Know Your Wife (She Wouldn’t Mind) - Part Ten

Summary: You continue to bond with the Ackles family, and start to spend more time at the Padaleckis after reading through twitter. When Jared and Jensen fly out for AHBL and you stay behind with Gen and Danneel, you start to doubt your parenting capabilities.
Words: 4.4k (4.8k with tweets)
Jared x Reader x Gen, Jensen, Danneel, JJ, Arrow, Zep, Tom, Shep (mentioned Misha and Mark S)
Warnings: angst-y, cliffhanger-y ending
Beta: @blacksiren​​ (creds for the insta post)

IKYW Masterpost

Your name: submit What is this?

Babysitting JJ was the best.

Over your last visits to Austin, you’d built up a good bond with her, and spending a full day with just the two of you was a lot of fun.

She wanted to talk about the baby, and you were surprised at how much knowledge she had on pregnancy.

To be honest, she probably knew more than you did.

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Ah gosh I’m sorry this took so long! I figured I would rather put all my effort into this and give it to you late than turn it in unfinished !
…well the point was to finish it so haha

So @sevi007! Here’s your late birthday gift from me!
I wanted one of the pages to look a lot like how Horikoshi draws it, so there’s that too. I hope you like it! 
And guys if you haven’t read Sevi’s “Talk to me” - fic yet ……

                 —-->>>>> CLICK HERE TO READ IT!!<<<<<<————

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@itswintersartblog I hope you don’t mind me practicing animation with your images. I thought it’d be fun to try and see if I could flip images and I saw your post about you trying to so I wanted to finally give it a go.

(I also know nothing of P5 so I hope it turned out close to the actual game)

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Reggie x Reader: Fingers and thumbs, baby. (Epilogue)

A/N: SIKE BITCHEEEES. Y’ALL REALLY THINK I’D LEAVE IT LIKE THAT!? HELL NAH YOUR MOTHER HAS RETURNED TO PROVIDE LOVE YA XXX

Plot: When Reggie and (Y/N) have been bestfriends their whole lives but the universe had other plans.

Originally posted by ivanxna

Samantha stole another glance at the tall, gorgeous boy that seemed so keen on listening to everything that was coming out of their boring professor’s mouth. He was popular and friendly but still somehow remained a mystery, always kept to himself. Everybody was practically in love with him because aside from his well-built physique, friendly nature, and willingness to help those who need it he had this certain aura of vagueness around him which seemed to drag everyone in, makes them want to unlock more. As if there is so much more to be discovered aside from the glimpses of personalities he shows the world but nobody ever had the chance to be that close. Everybody knew him but at the same time nobody actually did.

When their professor finally ended his discussion Samantha stood up, ready to take the first step to become the first person to have the honor of actually knowing Reggie Mantle.

Or so she thought.

“H-Hey, Reggie?”

He looked at her before gracing her with a smile, making her heart beat twice as fast. “Hey, Samantha,” He adjusted his gym bag on his shoulders, probably preparing himself for his daily training. “Need anything?”

“Y-Yeah, actually, I was wondering,” she closed her eyes for a second to gather some courage. “Would you – would you like to get some coffee with me? Some time? If you’re not too busy.”

She swallowed as she waited for his response, afraid to look at his face for any sign of rejection. Then she heard a sigh and knew it was game over. She heard the stories, the rumors, how no one stood a chance because:

“Sorry, Sam,” Reggie really sounded sympathetic and she hated it. “I – I have someone –“

“I know.”  Samantha smiled, sadly, successfully cutting him off. She looked up at him despite the pain. “What a lucky girl.” She whispered more to herself than anything but Reggie seemed to hear it.

Reggie smirked before shaking his head. “You got it all mixed up, Sam.” Reggie said. “I’m the one who got lucky.”

He patted her head before walking away.

“W-What’s her name?” Samantha asked. Curious as to who got this beautiful boy’s fancy and got him hooked that he couldn’t even look at another girl ever again. Reggie’s mind immediately went to the memory of your smile, the way you’re hair danced messily in the wind when you were in the passenger seat of his car, the echo of your laugh in his room as you wore his shirt while running your hand across his hair, your beautiful 5 o’clock shadow as you stared outside the windows of Pop’s with the neon lights making you look ethereal and seraphic.

Samantha noticed that Reggie’s mind seemed to disappear to a happy place because he beamed, almost shining with happiness. Another glimpse, she thought, Reggie was really full of surprises and secrets.

“If I tell you, I might have to kill you.”


All the boys stared as Cheryl and (Y/N) walked together, with their arms crossed, talking quietly among themselves. How the meanest and nicest girls of the entire building managed to become bestfriends was beyond them but they would be lying if they say they weren’t a sight to behold. Especially (Y/N), known to be the kindest soul to ever grace their halls, who was always willing to extend a helping hand and always treat everybody with respect. A lot of boys tried to win her heart but none was very successful, in fact not qa single one even came close, because aside from the Red Widow by her side, a nickname she earned because of her careful yet poisonous words and her dedication to guard the little angel of New York University everybody gets the same response from her every time: a kind rejection. The kind of rejection that makes them feel bad for even trying and putting her through the dilemma of even rejecting them.

One poor soul gripped the bouquet of roses in his hands before daring to walk towards their table and try his luck, eyes on the back of (Y/N)’s head. He gave himself a mental pep talk trying not to chicken out but all of those words of inspiration and prayers were obliterated when he caught Cheryl’s eyes.

Cheryl seemed bored and emotionless, head resting on her palm, as she stared at another clueless boy trying to vouch for her bestfriend’s affection. She gave him the smallest glare, which usually meant ‘scram’ or ‘fuck off’, and smirked as she saw him make a 90 degree turn before walking out straight out the library.

“Cherry, stop scaring people.” (Y/N), who apparently wasn’t really focusing on her advanced reading, chuckled. “You’ll never get a boyfriend if you keep that up.”

Cheryl scoffed and flipped her long, almost fiery in this lighting, red hair. “Nobody deserves me, darling, and we both know it.”

“No we don’t,” You stared at her. “You should give them a chance.”

“That’s rich coming from you, sweetie.” Cheryl shot back making you blush. “Why don’t you give those unfortunate souls who are just begging for a glance from the angel of their dreams, a chance?”

You blushed even more. “You—I – You know I’m not into that, Cherry.”

“Uh-huh, yeah, who you tryna fool?” Cheryl smirked, crossing her arms across her chest and leaning back on her chair. “And please, he was carrying roses, how cliché right? The right man would know you’re more of a sunflower girl.” She smirked. “Too bad the right man is in a far far away kingdom.”

You managed to give her a glare despite the heat on your face but she just laughed at your effort in looking mad. You just rolled your eyes, heart beating a little too fast at the memory of him.

“I’m just, such a good friend.” Cheryl dramatically fanned her face, as if she was about to cry, speaking a little too loudly in the library. “That bastard better be fucking grateful and buy me a Victorian-inspired mansion for all my effort in making sure his lil’ lovebird doesn’t get snatched by worthless peasants.”

“Cherry stop,” you whined trying to remove the attention away from the two of you, knowing nobody would have the guts to try and make her quiet but you.

“I’m gonna guilt-trip him his whole life, you just wait.”

“We don’t even know if he is still single.”

“Oh, we know.”

“How? I mean have you seen him? Boy’s like that doesn’t stay single for very long time in college.”

“Because I know him, and that boy is about as gone for you as you are for him,” Cheryl stated confidently. “And if you weren’t sure he is single, why are you still rejecting everybody left and right? Unless …”

“You are crazy.” You shook your head, not wanting to feed yourself any more false hopes. You don’t even know where in God’s green Earth he was staying at right now. You haven’t talked for almost four years now. You could but you decided not to because getting a little taste of that heaven will make you want him and miss him more and you don’t want to be running back to him when you are this close to your goal. That reunion will have to wait, and it seems like he was thinking the same thing, too.

Is he treating himself well?

Is he surrounded by good people?

Is he happy?

Does anything remind him of you? Even for just a second?

“(Y/N),” Cheryl was staring at something in her phone, eyes wide in shock. Whatever it was must be something big to actually surprise Cheryl. Cheryl shoved her phone at you as you read the article about a certain raven-haired boy that just won the Nationals in Indiana. “Point six hundred million for Cheryl. God, I hate being right all the time”

You ignored her as you read how Reggie Mantle, the captain, basically carried the whole game towards their victory with his agility, strategy, and strength. You reread the last paragraph of the article:

Mantle is not only a spectacular athlete but he is also an outstanding student with his top marks which will result to the possibility of him graduating as the top of his class. How he managed to balance his responsibilities, Reggie Mantle gave us an answer that left more questions than answers:

“You could say I have a pretty solid foundation and inspiration.” He said with a grin. “Though she is probably studying hard in New York too.”

Who is this mysterious lady that snatched Reggie Mantle’s heart? The world may never know.


“Hey man,” Reggie returned back to Earth when he heard his roommate, soon to be ex-roommate, in their toga with a big grin on his face. “I’ll see you around, yeah?”

Reggie took his hands and gave him a half-hug and a pat on the back. “I’ll see you.”

Jake plopped down on his bed, one last time probably. “Can’t believe you’re going pro, man. That’s big.”

“I know,” Reggie chuckled, picking up a football from the ground. “Even I still can’t believe it.”

“Well, as for me it’s the boring old office work.”

Reggie gave him a look before throwing at him the football which he caught with a lot of effort. “Shut up, Jake, you got a girlfriend who’s smart. She got you.”

Jake smirked. “Yeah she’s still pretty bummed about not getting that journalism job. She really wanted it.”

“I can’t believe someone actually beat Janine. Must be some miracle.” Jake’s girlfriend, Janine, was like a machine when it comes to her studies. So it came as a shock to everyone when she came barging in their room crying about how she did not get accepted to her dream job.

“Yeah, she told me it was taken by some monster that graduated from New York,” Jake chuckled. “Kept whining how the world is unfair cause the said monster was drop dead gorgeous, smart, and is now holding her dream job by the neck on her first try.”

“Wai- wait, back up,” Reggie stood up. “Did … did Janine say what the name of this said New York monster was?”

Jake seemed to think for a second and Reggie was literally on his tiptoes from the suspense. “I forgot man, I guess it was (Y/N) or something? I forgot the last na—“

Jake was cut off by Reggie’s jaw dropping in shock before genuinely laughing. Throughout their four years of being friends Jake has never seen Reggie this happy, even during his championship game. Reggie looked at Jake who was looking at him as if he grew a second head.

“Holy shit! I’m so sorry, man.” Reggie laughed once more, patting his shoulders sympathetically. “In behalf of her, let me apologize.”

“What do you mean?” Jake asked, genuinely confused.

“The New York monster that took the job from your girl?”

“Yeah …”

“That’s my girl.”


You just finished face timing Cheryl that was now living in London for some business transaction and she couldn’t stop bitching about the rain ruining her hair, which, in turn, just gave you something to laugh about.

“Good morning, stranger,” your favorite barista greeted you as you leaned in the counter.

“Hello, outsider,” You greeted her back. “Can I get my regular and a muffin?”

“Oooh muffin, you’re being a rebel today, huh?” she snickered as she handed you your favorite drink and a fresh muffin.

“I like to remain unpredictable.” You said as you handed her the exact amount and placed a twenty on the tip box.

“See you tomorrow, outsider.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.”

You sighed as the hot drink touch your tongue, fucking heaven. As you were about to go in your car you felt a small tug on your coat. You turned around and saw a cute little kid that had gorgeous curly locks hiding a sunflower behind his back.

“Hey, there little bud.” You leaned down to minimize the distance between you and the kid. “Are you lost?” You looked around you. “Where’s your mum—“

You were cut off when he suddenly shoved you the sunflower in his handsand ran before disappearing right around the corner.

“What the …” You cracked a smile despite your confusion and saw a small card tied around the sunflower with a note that read:

There’s more from where that came from.

“What?”

Just as you were about to look for the little boy a tall figure suddenly appeared from your peripheral view. And just like in your wildest dreams, there he was: standing in front of you, beautiful as ever, holding a bouquet of sunflowers and wearing that smirk that made your stomach flip in the most beautiful way possible ever since you were kids.

“Reggie …”

Before you could utter another word he sped up his last two steps and cradled your face with his free hand for a kiss. A kiss, a kiss that you have imagined over and over again, a kiss that was foreign yet so goddamn familiar from the amount of times you have dreamt and daydreamed about it. A kiss from Reggie Mantle was all it took for your heart to beat the same irregular beats that was reserved only for him.

I took you a moment to recover from the shock but when you did you wrapped your hands around his neck and pulled him in deeper. You waited too long for this kiss and you never wanted it to end and he probably had the same thought in mind. But sadly, like everything amazing, it had to, or else you were gonna die from lack of oxygen.

Reggie leaned in your forehead and laughed just as you started to giggle. “I guess you missed me?” you whispered.

“You have no idea, pup.” You started tearing up, not believing that after all these years he was finally here in your arms, looking at you with the same dark eyes and intense gaze that makes you want to melt.

“I’m – “

“I love you.” Reggie made her forget her train of thoughts with those words. “If the kiss didn’t make it clear enough. I, Reggie Mantle, is in love with you and swears to be in love with you in this lifetime and the next.”

You couldn’t help but laugh. Pulling him in for another kiss. “Promise?” You offered him your pinky.

He laughed, crossing both of pinkies and pushed both of your fists and thumbs together.

“Promise.” He gave you another peck. “And, I believe you owe me a date.”

“Oh, do I now?” you teased, giggling when he tried to kiss your neck. “Where would you like to go?”

“I waited for years for this date, pup,” he said letting go of your face as he opted to wrap his arms around your shoulders as you wrapped yours around his waist. He gave you the bouquet which you held with your free hand. “I’ll go wherever the fuck you want.”


Breaking News! After dating for three years and being engaged in one, star football player, Reggie Mantle and his fiancé’ the award winning journalist and published author, (Y/F/N), has officially tied the knot in secret in their hometown, Riverdale, with only a chosen few people present, one note-worthy guest was Mrs. Mantle’s best friend, Cheryl Blossom, the CEO of Blossom Inc.  and world-renowned author of two award-winning novels in her spare time. It was said to be a big event despite the small town in Riverdale as stolen shots were taken of the grand wedding for the official photographs of the wedding was announced to be kept in private and not to be publicized in the request of the couple.

This power-couple had been best friends their whole lives and decided to tie the knot right after Reggie Mantle surprised his, now, wife with her dream house in California where they were rumored to finally settle. The couple is about to head into their 2-month honeymoon that will be spent in different cities around the world that they have planned to visit ever since they were kids.

After you’re done crying and emptying your box of tissue we dare you to find us a more perfect couple, we’ll wait.


(Y/N) was breathing in the fresh air from the morning breeze. She stared at the view from her balcony: the trees, the lake, and the city far, far away. Reggie really thought everything through when he built this house just for her. He built her a home where she is safe, contented, and happy and she could never thank him enough.

She jumped a bit when she felt a fluffy blanket, which turned out to be her robe, being wrapped around her by none other than her husband. Even after a year and a half of being married she still feels giddy thinking about Reggie being her husband. Finally.

“You okay?” Reggie whispered, afraid of breaking this serene moment as he hugged you from behind and gave you a peck on the side of your head.

You decided to face your husband and give him a proper good morning kiss, wrapping your arms on his waist as he wrapped his arms around you. “I feel perfect.” You nuzzled your face on his warm neck relishing on the comfort only he can give you. You looked up at him and saw him looking out at the view before turning his eyes on you making you wonder what you did in your past life to have a man like him to keep forever.

“We’re in love, aren’t we?”

He chuckled at your question before leaning hooking a stray hair in your ear. “I can’t speak for you but you got me pretty hooked, pup.” You looked up at him through your lashes to give him a glare as if to say ‘are you fucking kidding me?’ and Reggie grinned, the same boyish grin from when you were in Riverdale, giving you another kiss

“You don’t have to worry about that for a very, very long time, pup.” Reggie sighed, pulling you closer to him, as if that was possible.”Your heart won’t break around here. I’ll make sure of that.”

You squealed when he leaned down and hooked his arms at the back of your thighs and sat down, taking you in his lap. You watched as the sun rose quietly, sharing the morning coffee you made to help you get ready for the day, small kisses and giggles shared every now and then and in that exact moment you realized you could stay there forever and already find the life that was your definition of perfect

But then on cue you heard the familiar wailing of your two other babies on their bedroom making you giggle and Reggie groan, leaning on your shoulders. “Oh stop it, you were the one who was begging me for a baby.”

“I asked for one baby, pup. Just one, I’m blaming your fertile ass for this.” Reggie complained but was still ahead of you towards his babies room. He loved being a father and everybody knows it. When you were pregnant anxious would be an understatement when defining Reggie as he watched your every move and made sure you were eating only the best to make sure his babies would grow to become ‘as strong as me and as beautiful as their mother’. Heck, nobody could touch you without receiving a glare from Reggie which in turn would result to you smacking him in the head as he pouted but still continued to follow you around like a lost guard dog.

“Or we could blame you fucking me 12 times a day, every day? How about that?” You shot back.

“Hush, (Y/N/N), “ Reggie said as he cradled Cherry on his right arm and picked up the older twin, Jason, on the other. “My babies can hear you.”

“Oh they’re your babies now—“

“TOUCHDOWN BITCHES!” You heard the all too familiar slamming of the door open and Cheryl’s voice from below. “WHERE ARE MY DEAR DARLINGS?!”

“I can’t believe I actually gave that woman a spare key.” Reggie sighed, making you giggle. “Since when did she arrive from London?”

“Come on now,” you said as you took Cherry from Reggie making him pout. God, his daughter had him whipped. “Let’s go down before Cheryl wrecks havoc in here too.”

“I gotta share everything with her,” Reggie complained to a now sleeping Jason, as he went downstairs and saw Cheryl with a dollhouse and a toy car that looked too expensive and too realistic to be owned by a couple of 7 month old babies .”One day I’ll just snap and assassinate her, I swear to God.”

“I heard that, you ass!”

“You needed to hear it, satan!”

You couldn’t help but watch as Reggie and Cheryl bickered back and forth while Jason was silently sleeping in his crib and Cherry was babbling nonsense while sitting comfortably in your lap.

“Listen here Poison Ivy wanna-be, you’re spoiling my kids and they don’t even have the mental capacity to be spoiled yet.” Reggie complained.

“I am their godmother I can do what I want because I am richer than their father.”

“Excuse me,” Reggie seemed genuinely offended and you couldn’t help but laugh. ‘Who’s richer than who’ has been a small game in between Reggie and Cheryl, heck, even Archie, who is now an international song artist, and Moose who is an owner of a couple of successful gyms would join every now and then.

I guess nothing really ever truly changed. Reggie and Cheryl just can’t admit they love each other with a gun aimed at their heads, you were still hopelessly in-love with your husband, and he still looks at you as if you were the reason the sun continues to shine every morning. Only now you had two little angels to call your own and more money than you can spend.

Not bad for a shy girl from Riverdale who was secretly in love with her bestfriend.

You looked at your family, once more. Leaning back, placing Cherry on your chest, you sighed in contentment.

Not bad at all.


A/N: I’m gonna miss writing this so fucking much. Fuck.


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My study space // 31-1-2016
January has generally been insane for me, so many things happened within one month. It was a month of constantly challenging myself to get better. I slept less (I had too), I explored more, I studied intensely, I took more photos that the previous months, I developed better habits, I laughed a lot, but also cried some more.
There where hella productive days, but there also days that I didn’t feel like getting up from bed. Everyone has days like that, and we need to accept it. We are not machines, we are humans and we all need some rest every now and then. Learn to love your procrastinating self, as well as your productive one -just don’t overdo it. Before you start any project, assignment or any errand, make peace with yourself, and appreciate every tiny bit of effort you put in it. You’ll have a better time completing your task.
I hope February is gonna be a good month as well, for me, and you too!

It’s Hopeless - Sebastian Stan Imagine

warnings: angst, fluff, Chris!Best Friend,  

request: The reader is best friends with Chris, but in love with Sebastian. She goes to Chris for advice on how to let Seb know how she feels. - @ theimpossibleg1rl

words: 1700+

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“What the fuck are you doin’ here!” You ran towards your best friend at full speed, knowing he can take your impact easily.

“Chris! I missed you!” Your voice was muffled by the neck of his Cap suit.

Chris kissed your hair, holding it flat with his large palm. His arm was wrapped around your waist, keeping you lifted off the ground, and stuck in his arms.  

“I missed you too, Honeypot.”  

You had flown down to surprise Chris while he shot Civil War in Atlanta. He’d been moaning for months about how he was so bored and homesick that you decided to shut him up. For a little bit, at least.

Setting you back on Earth, he bared a grin when whilst holding you away from his body. He was looking for any change to your appearance since he’d last saw you, which was five months ago. A lot can happen in five months, and Chris was always so diligent in knowing every detail of your face and appearance. He could spot your hair cut an inch shorter, or you wore a new outfit. It was nice to have a best friend who took notice in the effort you put into looking presentable.

“Well, what are you fuckin’ doin’ here? When’d you get in?” Chris slung one arm over your shoulder and guided you towards the crafts table, where a selection of decorous food was lying.

“Lisa ringed me the other week beggin’ me to take spring vacation to come visit you! I guess I was the only one fit to shut up your whining and begging.” Chris chuckled and nodded in acknowledgment. He knew he had been on the, rather, complaining side in his tone for the last few months. He just missed his family so much. He missed seeing Miles, Lucy, and Noah. He missed not being able to go to his parent’s house on Thursdays for spaghetti dinner.

“Like always, she was right. You are the only human being beside her that could make me feel like I’m home with just your presence.”

You felt so much love for your best friend, and now you felt even more. He was so sweet and benevolent in nature. He’d been that way since the day you met him, 26 years ago. He was just a scrawny 9 years old, terrified to go down the slide on the playground. You were an adventurous 8-year-old and told Chris he could hold your hand while going down the slide together. He agreed and ever since then you two have held each other’s hands through the worst of times and the best of times.

“It can’t be! No way!” Booming from across the lot, you saw Mackie waving his hands frantically at you while jogging over. There had been a companion with him, a brunette you had only heard about before. The brunette didn’t join Mackie when he ran over to you, though. He just set foot in a slow pace walk, almost looking uneager to meet the mysterious best friend of Chris’.

Anthony pulled you into a big hug when he finally reached you and Chris, both pigging out at the table of goodies. “Big Mack! How goes it?”

He shrugged nonchalantly, “Not too bad. Livin’ good down in A.T.L., aren’t we Evans?”

“You are, Mr. Life of The Party.” Anthony gawked at Chris and slapped his shoulder. “Don’t try and pretend that you ain’t out at the clubs, talkin’ to the ladies, now. We don’t wanna be tellin’ lies to our friends now do we?” You giggled at shook your head, turning back towards the donuts.

You held a chocolate glazed one to your mouth when you heard an unfamiliar voice from behind.

“I wouldn’t if I were you. Those have been baking in the sun for a good fifteen hours.”

Sebastian had his blue eyes cast towards you, with a warm smile upon his lips. Chuckling nervously, you agreed and laid the donut back on the tray.

“Thank you. Wouldn’t have wanted to catch food poisoning my first day here.” Sebastian just broadened his grin that, swear to god, was twinkling in the sunlight. He stuck out his hand and you met him halfway.

“Sebastian.”

“Y/N. Chris’ best friend.”

Ever since that moment, you had been hooked to Sebastian Stan. Hopelessly, carelessly devoted to a man who didn’t even know you felt so much towards.

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Riza and Ed’s conversation from FMA: To the Promised Day

Here’s the full translation of one of the Free Event scenes you can unlock in Fullmetal Alchemist: Yakusoku no Hi (PSP game, untranslated), which I summarized here along with other RoyAi content from the game.

In this mini drama, Riza talks to Ed about his father, alchemy, and her relationship with Roy. It’s both heartbreaking and touching. Make sure you have your tissues ready for Riza and Ed’s daddy issues! (Trust me, after reading this, there’ll be no doubt in your mind that Riza will make a good mother someday. I was seriously crying after re-reading the entire conversation.)

Please credit/mention my blog when you use my summary/translation for your works. Thanks <3

WARNING: SPOILERS FOR THE MANGA + FMA:B

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The Titanic themed gastronomic dinner that took months of preparations has finally happened.

and it was an absolute BLAST. 

I never had this much fun during an evening in a long time ~ 

I am so glad everything went smoothly and according to plan ( aside a thing or two but everything ended up going very very well ~ ) 

Everyone were so nicely dressed, everyone put a lot of effort into their costumes ( We even had an Iceberg and the freaking door , we laughed so much! ) and the food was just Divine~ ( I planned a menu inspired by what was served on the ship ~ ) 

Our official photographer is processing the photos he took there, so I am just posting what I took with my phone for now ~ but the official photos will be posted later ~ ( for they are MUCH MUUUUCH better quality ahah ) 

I even got a host-gift of a “ Titanic beer”. Flawless ~ 

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I took some notes down from the Q&A. Mostly just little fun things.

ft. George Wada, the WIT Studio President
and Norihiro Naganuma, Director of The Ancient Magus Bride

- The anime will have some original writing – not solely follow the manga

- The animators each made their own 3D model of Elias’ head to sit on their desk and use as reference

- When asked who their favorite characters are, Nahanuma said he has a new favorite each episode and Wada’s favorite is the human version of Ruth

- When asked what differed from working on the OVA versus working on the main series, Naganuma said the OVA was more focused on worldview and introducing the world while the anime will be more focused on characters and their development

- I had asked how closely they worked with the original author and they said very closely!

- They were also asked which was their favorite fae/creature and they both chose Silky! Heehee

- They both took selfies with the big crowds to take back to the studio and motivate the animators! They do all this hard work for the fans, so please support them!

- Naganuma wants us all to be like Elias and help Chise grow :)

There was a Q&A after the screening as well but I wasn’t able to stay for that. Maybe there will be a video uploaded somewhere sometime (I believe Crunchyroll had some employees recording some of the event?)! All the companies involved seem very excited for this series and they are putting a lot of effort into everything so it will be a big success!

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HALLOWEEN COSTUME PARTY AU

“I’ve never heard of Yourman. What are his powers?“
“Well, he doesn’t really have any. But he is super in love with Derek Hale.“

Derek put a lot of effort into his costume. The Superman suit cost a fortune, took forever to put on, and he had to shave. Stiles came as Derek’s boyfriend. Derek’s okay with that.

I put way too much time into this. I calculated the most common pokemon types(Water 124 -> Normal 97, etc.) as well as most common birth dates(averaged each day over the 12 months), and most common first name initials in order to put this together. So, the more common your birth day and first initial, the more common your pokemon types!

I also mixed in some blanks in the secondary types to be more realistic, as well as took out a lot of the super uncommon letters to give people a better chance of being dual typed, because that’s more fun!

There is a pretty likely chance you’ll get a typing that doesn’t currently exist in pokemon, and that’s fine! I wanted this to be somewhat vague, and up to personal interpretation. If you get a non existing type combo, you can be creative and try to come up with what pokemon you’d actually be! :)

Anyway, I hope people enjoy this since I put so much effort into it to make it “accurate”. haha

Teasing and Secrets~Remus Lupin One-shot

A/N: I wanted to write some Jily and i thought this would be funny so here you go. Gif’s not mine.

Summary: You and Lily tease each other about your crushes on James and Remus. Things get kinda intense and you each threaten to tell the others secret. Spoiler: all secrets end up exposed.

Pairing: Young!Remus Lupin x reader, James x Lily

Word Count: 1447

Warnings: Swearing, low key yelling?

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Originally posted by potter-imagines-here

Lily and I had always been best friends. We met on the first day of first year and have been inseparable since. Which is why we knew more about each other than ourselves. Somewhere along the last six years, we became closer to the marauders and secretly, we both were hoping (against the odds for me) that we’d find love within that group.

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I never expected it to be like this

Summary:  Adrien Agreste had grown accustomed to his father’s absence. After all, it had been going on for years, so how could he not?
When Gabriel calls him in his office, the boy is terrified he screwed up somehow. He was expecting anything. But the gentle smile and the “I know your secret” caught him off guard.
And the whole “you don’t know how to approach a girl” thing killed him.

Word count: 2324

A bit of canon divergence because here Adrien’s mom disappeared when he was a child

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Since his mother disappearance when he was six, Adrien Agreste’s life became a product to be exposed to the world. There was no other way to describe it. His father became absent, only talking to him when it was strictly necessary and Adrien got used to barely seeing the man. Gabriel even became overprotective, homeschooling the boy and putting him under the care of people who taught him how to behave and who molded him as the image of perfection itself.

At some point, his classes started. Chinese, fencing, piano. In the beginning, Adrien hated them, but he also did his best to try to make his father proud. Gabriel, however, didn’t want Adrien’s best. He wanted perfection.

He wanted a perfect boy to sell Agreste’s name, and he wouldn’t accept less than that. But even when Adrien failed on what was demanded of him, the repression would come through his father’s assistant or through a screen.

That was why Adrien froze when Nathalie knocked on his door and announced that Gabriel was waiting for Adrien in his office.

Immediately, dozens of scenarios crossed the boy’s mind. What could‘ve he done to his father to demand to see him in person?

Putting Plagg under his shirt, Adrien walked towards the door, swallowing the lump in his throat.

Something was really wrong.

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daft punk discography appreciation: Random Access Memories (5/5)
released: May 17th, 2013
“The idea was really having this desire for live drums, as well as questioning, really, why and what is the magic in samples? Why for the last 20 years have producers and musicians been extracting these little snippets of audio from vinyl records? What kind of magic did it contain? Because harmonically the samples are just an F minor or a G flat, something not so special. It occurred to us it’s probably a collection of so many different parameters; of amazing performances, the studio, the place it was recorded, the performers, the craft, the hardware, recording engineers, mixing engineers, the whole production process of these records that took a lot of effort and time to make back then. It was not an easy task, but took a certain craftsmanship somehow cultivated at the time. ” - Thomas Bangalter [x]

fucksaysemily  asked:

Most to least: Who spends the most time on their looks out of the shinigami? :) (Eric, Alan, Will, Ronald, Grell, Undertaker)

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Grell - First of all, makeup skills right here: 

Not to mention these stylish glasses, accessorized by fab~ulous~ skulls!! 

It’s quite clear Grell is quite into fashion and looks. I’m sure if you need any fashion advice, Grell is the one to go to! 

The outfit is coordinated (Although the coat was taken from Madam Red, it was a good pick containing a nice design complimenting the outfit!) with a color scheme pleasing to the eyes.

I also recall Grell mentioning having to cancel a manicure appointment in one of the chapters, so I can safely assume the time spent on looks would be quite a lot.

Ronald Knox - Okay so this guy may look overall simple. but if you look closely at his appearance, you may notice he has quite the expensive taste. 

For instance, as reference to @akumadeenglish‘s post that his watch costs very highly. He may be a simple, breezy guy but is quite sharp and picky when choosing brands. 

He also took the time at some point to dye his hair. 

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William Spears - Although not as fashionable as the others, he is quite orderly. This guy is all about being presentable so he will spend most of his time straightening his clothes and combing his hair neatly.

He is always constantly adjusting his glasses as well, and probably wipes them often with a cloth.

Eric Slingby - He looks loose, but loose is his fashion.

Look at how majestic his wavy hair is pulled to a side. It reminds me of the pokemon Ponyta.

His facial hair looks like he took a while to get it to grow in that specific direction, which takes a lot of patience and effort.

You also can’t overlook those stud earrings.

Undertaker - First thing I would like to point out is that his nails are painted black and look to be manicured. His favorite color to wear is black and he rocks it.

He also sports a emerald ring on his fingers which matches the color of his beautiful hidden eyes.

And did I forget to add that singular braid tho?? Imagine him humming in front of a mirror, carefully braiding a strand of his hair as he giggles to himself at the result ~huhuhuhue~

Alan Humphries - Hmmm, there's not much to say for Alan. The smol boy is more focused on his work and wears the basic protocol of a work outfit. He is the least interested in his looks.

Although I like the skull bowtie he wears~ 

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More on Trans JJ

•he chose his name after one of his grandfathers who had a huge impact on his life
•he doesn’t have a middle name, he figured jean jaques was enough of a mouthful and was too indecisive to pick another name as well
•his parents are extremely supportive and if anyone dared make a comment when he was younger they were definitely getting dragged away and lectured
•JJ Style became a way for him to remind himself that he controlled who he was not anybody else
•all of his self confidence was hard won, he was very insecure as a child and pretty much went with a fake it til you make it mindset
•faking it didn’t really work though and it took a long time and a lot of effort on his behalf and support from family and friends for him to love himself
•he calls himself King JJ as a subtle way of saying “this is my name, I am a man” and the more people use it the better
•when he gets especially dysphoric he really just wants to be cuddled and it’s not unusual to find him with a blanket wrapped around himself at competitions
•though the other skaters might not like him that much, there’s an unspoken agreement that if he gets misgendered whoever is in earshot will defend him to the moon and back and stick around to make sure he’s okay