what took me so long to play this one

7 times Victor Nikiforov was extremely gay for his fiance and it showed on his face

7. The “my boyfriend just made puppy eyes at me so I decided to give him my soul, my body, and the whole world” look.

6. The “this boy is so cute and perfect I want to squeeze his cute little body and kiss his face but since I can’t kiss his face I’m going to settle with squeezing his perfect body everytime I get while I scream internally” look.


4. The “I’m at the point of no return nobody save me i’ll die happily in the arms of this wonderful boy” look. 

3. This one needs a gif. The “somebody hold me right now this boy is too cute for this world too beautiful omg what’s happening what is this feeling inside of me ***It Must Be Love playing in the background***” look. 

2. The “I saw him already this morning we woke up in the same bed and everything but oh my god Yuuri there you are why did you took so long nevermind I’m so glad you are here I’m so happy to see you again run to my arms my beautiful fiance” look. 

1. The “literally dying from proud I am, how much I love this wonderful, perfect boy, how happy I am to see him triumph and how unbelievably lucky I am to be engaged to him” look. 

I don’t play by the rules

Pairing: Peter parker x Stark! reader

Summary: Peter Parker falls hard for the new girl, and while he can’t do anything about it a certain masked hero might.

 word count: 2135

y/bf/n= Your best friend’s name

warnings: slight makeout? 


sorry in advance for any grammar mistakes, hope you enjoy it! Please tell me what you thought about it! :) 


Originally posted by tomshollandss

It happened on a Tuesday. A regular day you might say, however it was the day everything changed for Peter Parker. There he was on his chemistry class thinking it was just another boring class, another wasted hour, at least he thought that until the door opened, revealing the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.

Standing in front of the class was Y/n Stark. Everybody knew who you were, your dad was Iron man, for God sake! You came in the classroom with a designer outfit and bag that was probably more expensive than Peter’s whole wardrobe.

Peter continued to watch you as the teacher told you to seat right at the front of the class. Not only were you a really pretty girl, with the brightest smile and the kindest eyes, but you also had to be very intelligent, since this was the Chemistry AP class. Well of course she is intelligent dumbass! Her father is Tony Stark! She has obviously been in his labs before!

After that first time he saw you everything went downhill. He could never gather the courage to talk to you, let alone ask you out, so he settled for watching you from afar. She probably thinks I’m a creeper, Peter thought, however he couldn’t bring himself to care. He could watch as your smile got bigger when someone told you a joke, and how your eyes will get particularly bright whenever you got a good grade at math. He didn’t care about anything else.

Not long after your arrival to the school he got his so-called “stark internship”,  or his role as Spiderman. This didn’t change much for him. He was still a nerd loser and you were still  a popular girl that was way out of his league.

“Seriously dude! how come you’ve never even said a word to her?” Ned asked Peter as they made their way into the gym.

“Is not that easy Ned! She doesn’t even know I exist!”

“But you are like, totally in love with Y/!” Peter quickly muffled Ned’s mouth, stopping the boy from saying anything else.

“Geez Ned! Don’t you want to shout it to the world?!” Peter started lowering his hand and headed towards the group of people exercising. “You can’t just go around saying that! Someone might hear you!”

“I’m sorry but, like, I still can’t believe it! Don’t you see her everyday? in the, you know, Stark Internship?”

Since Ned found out about Peter being Spider Man he had made questions non-stop, pretty ridiculous questions, if you asked Peter.

“Ned I don’t just hang out at the Avenger’s tower you know? I have to be on the streets! Besides, she is totally off limits I mean! She is Mr. Stark’s daughter! He would kill me if-”

“Shhh- SHhhhhh! Peter listen!”

This time he was the one to shut up as both boys listened to a conversation happening at the bleachers across them. It was Y/n, looking as beautiful as she always did, surrounded by her usual crowd.

“Sooo Y/n, you must be surrounded by all those superheroes at your house right? You know, because of your dad?

“Well not all the time, but yeah, they hang out pretty often” She responded, trying to sound chill about the topic. Not everybody noticed, but Peter knew just how tired she felt about having to talk about his dad and the avengers all the time. None of the people that followed her around really knew her. Yes they knew about her life and her family, but besides that no one seemed to take interest in getting to know her for real.

That was kind of the reason why he prefered to hide his identity. Well, that and the possibility of being kidnapped and killed.

“Are you friends with them?”  “Are they nice?” “Are they hot?” “Is Captain America a real blonde?”

A load of questions were asked at you, however one catched Peter’s attention again.

“Are you friends with spiderman? Do you know who he is?”

“I’ve actually never talked to him, he’s never at the tower when I’m there” she replied shrugging her shoulders. She really was clueless to the hero’s identity.

“Seriously Y/n? Weren’t you supposed to be Spiderman #1 fan?” Y/bf/n asked, as she wiggled her eyebrows at Y/n.

A blush spread to the girl’s cheeks as she smiled shyly. Of course she had a tiny crush with Spider Man (even though she didn’t have a clue of who he was), however he never seemed to hang around the tower as the other Avengers. Maybe he liked being alone.

The conversation was quickly dropped after the coach told them all to get back to work, however Ned was not done.

“Dude! She likes you!” You have to talk to her tonight!”

“She doesn’t like me! She likes Spider Man, not Peter, besides-”

“I swear to God that if you don’t make a move on her tonight I will stop being friends with you! You have to promise me you will try! Deal?


Could it be possible that the most beautiful girl he had ever laid his eyes on had a thing for him? Even if it was the suit she was in love with Peter couldn’t stop the smile that crept through his face all day and the knot he felt on his stomach every time he looked at Y/n.

And that is exactly why he found himself later that night ready to go talk to the girl of his dreams. He already knew the crew will be out with Mr Stark in some mission he was not allowed, so that cleared the way for him. And anyways he was always welcomed in the tower, at least that what they always told him.

“You can do this Peter, you got this”

Peter tried to give himself a little of motivation before knocking on your door,however he couldn’t find the strength to raise his hand and knock on it, he felt like a bundle of nerves! None of his previous fights or encounters had him feeling this way, he seriously needed to control himself! Peter tried once again to knock on the door only to be stopped when the door opened completely, revealing Y/n in her pj’s and her glasses, apparently ready to go to bed.

Both teenagers looked at each other with complete shook in the faces, one behind his mask of course. The girl was completely speechless, she couldn’t believe the Spider Man was in front of her! And had seen her in just some sweats! She blushed deeply as she realised her appearance.

Peter tried to think of something, anything to say to her, however he couldn’t seem to find the words. After a long silence Y/n finally broke the silence as she leaned against the door.

“I can’t believe Spider Man is at my door! To what do I owe the pleasure?”

The girl was trying to keep it together, however she was still freaking out, but she couldn’t let her stupid crush affect her! This was her chance to get to know him! She could feel her flirtier side creeping up, trying to smile wider and lean closer to the boy.

“Well- I umhh- I just wanted to- you know- visit my favorite Stark” Peter said as he tried to recover from his initial shook.

“Then I guess you are looking for my dad, however he is not around”

“I actually meant you, I’ve been waiting to meet you for a long time now”

The girl was surprised by what the boy had just said. Did he know her? How come they had never met before?

Y/n started moving inside her bedroom once again, looking over her shoulder to continue “Since I’ve got no plans for tonight you might want to hang for a while, you know, to get to know each other and stuff”

Peter did not need to be told twice before he followed her around and into her room. Well, bedroom was an understatement to what her place really looked liked. It seemed more like a apartment of her own, with a big tv are, followed by what appeared to be her studio with a shit ton of books and finally her actual bed. She went into the couch in front the TV as Peter followed her close behind. She finally seated down facing the boy.

“Why are you here with me right now and not saving the world as usual?”

“Can’t a man take a break every once in awhile? Besides, I’m pretty sure your dad is taking care of that at the moment”

“You are probably right, sooo anyways..You said you had wanted to meet me for a long time, so here I am, what is it that you wanna know?”

“Well nothing in particular- it’s just that- you are- you are a really beautiful girl”

The girl felt herself blush at the words of the boy behind the mask. He probably did have a thing for her then? There was only one way to find out the truth.

Y/n leaned closer to Peter, looking into what she supposed were his eyes and took him by the shoulder as she played with the curls in the back of his head.

“So you think I’m a beautiful girl?” She said with a teasing voice, trying to make the boy a little nervous, obviously succeeding.

“The most gorgeous I’ve meet”

Peter could say this without any hesitation. Right in front of him was the most beautiful girl on earth. Her big eyes were looking at him and she was even closer than before, he was getting kind of nervous, but her fingers in his hair kept him just in place, right where she wanted him.

“So if I’m so beautiful, how come you’ve never paid me a visit before?”

She had started talking in mere whispers, now moving her other hand into his chest, playing with the material of his suit.

“I wanted to!- I totally wanted to but- you know your dad’s rules right? I’m not really allowed to”

She started to lift his mask, revealing only his mouth before saying.

“Well Spider-boy, you should already know I don’t play by my father’s rules”

Right after she finished she crashed her lips into Peter’s making the boy let out a surprised gasp. He was kissing her! They were kissing! He couldn’t believe it!

Meanwhile the girl was feeling exactly the same. She didn’t knew where she got the guts to do it, but she was glad she did.

His fingers sanked  into her hair as they continued kissing, Peter finally out of his trance brought his other hand to the girl’s face and cupped it, deepening the kiss further.

He felt himself biting into the girl’s lips, as a quiet moan escaped her lips. Y/n pulled apart only to straddle his hips with her thighs and roll her hips along the way, giving them both a little of the friction they needed, but not enough.

Peter grabbed her waist trying to pull her closer to him, his hand making their way to her legs, touching and stroking her thighs. They were heavy breathing, kissing longer, harder, rougher. Both teenagers tried to take and taste as much as possible, urgent and desperately, fighting for dominance.

He pulled apart and went straight for her neck, sucking and biting, leaving what would sure become hickeys by the morning. His morning somewhat bored with her long legs moved to her hips once again, before sliding under her t-shirt and holding her closer, moving his hand right under her bra.

The soft whimpers that would leave her mouth every time he bite a specific part kept him going. Another movement yet another time they would feel that friction and that need to pull harder at the other.

Y/n as getting pretty tired of that stupid mask getting in the way, so she pulled apart ready to get it off him, however a noise down the kitchen distracted her. She heard her dad’s voice calling for her! The whole team was there already? How had they missed it?

Peter realised the situation as well  as he quickly pull stood up and headed towards the window.

“I really have to get going, I’m sorry!”

“Will I see you again?”

Peter pulled the girl close to him for one last kiss, a long lingering one. A kiss he had dreamed over and over again.

“Sooner than you think”

With this last words the boy pulled his mask down and disappeared through the window, swinging his way from building to building.

Man! He could not wait to tell Ned the good news!

creativeandinterestingnamehere  asked:

Hi, so I don't know if you're gonna wanna draw this or not but I've had this idea in my head for so long now of Hanzo knowing how to play the violin and every one is just shocked when they learn, and he's like really good???? Like he's been playing since he was rlly little so he's just great at it and everyone's like >:OOOOOOO k imma go byeeee

Sorry, this took so long ‘cause I was on vacation for almost a month!

But I adore this kind of headcanons!

I was talking with my friends about it, and we thought it would be really nice if the moments Hanzo plays his favourite instruments are the ones he’s the happiest!

Relaxed and peaceful Hanzo is what I live for. ( ˘ ³˘)♥

(Oh, in case if you’re wondering what he’s playing. ;^) )

silver-stargazing  asked:

If you're looking for prompts, some Stan and Dipper bonding is always great! Like maybe playing cards or Stan showing Dipper to box?

Stan taught Dipper how to play Poker, and turns out, he’s really good at it 


Take a Chance

The gifset of Dean giving himself that little pep talk from 7x04 inspired me to write this. Dean x Reader, Dean’s POV. Hope you like :)

For fuck’s sake, Dean, you’ve done this a thousand times. You can charm a woman without even breaking a sweat. Why are you so damn nervous?

Because, dumbass, it’s Y/N. This time it’s not some random bar chick that I’ll probably never lay eyes on again. And I don’t want to mess things up. I don’t want to do something that’ll make everything all awkward.

I just want… I just want to be with her. Whatever that means. And I don’t even know how to say that without making things all fucking weird.

Just tell her the truth. Well, the surface truth. Say you’re bored. Take a chance.

She doesn’t need to know you hate being in a separate room from her, that you miss being around her. That you feel not all there when she’s not around, like a piece is missing. That you’re dying to touch her. Like really touch her.

Okay. Here’s her door. Just heard a noise, so you know she’s awake. So knock already.

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awhitesong  asked:

Hi tumblr mom, i came out to my mom recently, but she is not supportive. She has problems with blood pressure and she says if i date a girl she'll be sick. I don't want to get her sick, but i do want to live my life and date people. I feel so scared, guilty and selfish now

My dear lgbt+ kid, 

That’s emotional blackmailing. It’s a kind of emotional abuse. 

“If you’re not the person I want you to be, I’ll get sick” is not in any way medically possible - you dating a girl can not make anyone have blood pressure problems or get sick in any other way. It’s simply a scare tactic - a way to pressure you into being someone you are not. 

You are not selfish. Your mom is. 

I understand how you feel as I have been in a similar situation: My dad once told me that my mother’s cancer will come back if I don’t do what he wanted me to do. 

As a child of ill parents, one of the worst things is the constant fear that things will get even worse. And sadly, some parents use that fear to manipulate the child. 

It took me a long time to learn that this is emotional blackmailing. But having a word for that helped me to distance myself from it, to remind myself “This is not the truth. This is dad trying to emotionally abuse me. This is him being so weak that he literally needs to play with his own child’s fears in order to feel powerful. What a pathetic man.” 

I know that’s harsh but blaming a child for their illness is a disgusting thing for a parent to do. It’s far away from the truth (Blood pressure problems can be caused by different things but “my child is dating a girl” is certainly not one of them!) and it puts the impossible burden on you to change who you are as a way to save your mom. That is a task you can not fulfill. 

You can not and should not sacrifice your own happiness and mental health, just because your mom wanted a hetero child. Demanding that, especially by such a dirty trick, is incredibly selfish of her. 

You may want to talk to someone at the Trevor project. They can help lgbt+ kids in abusive families. You can call, chat or text with them. 

With all my love, 

Your Tumblr Mom


stucky musicians au

bucky is a world famous piano player and music composer and steve is the cute guitar playing boy next door who bucky manages to charm into falling in love with him (feat. sam as steve’s enthusiastic best friend)

requested by @opeggycarter

How is it playing off of Melissa? One of the really interesting dynamics this season is Katie and Melissa, so having a third wheel come into that is something that fans immediately stood up and took notice of.

Yeah, they did. [Laughs] It was interesting; I went into it naive. I was slightly ignorant to the intricacies of their relationship and to the fans and what they want for that relationship, and what they were expecting. I got a crash-course lesson on Tumblr and Twitter; it didn’t take long for me to realize what I was walking into. 

It was interesting and slightly intimidating. On my show, we have our own dialogue and relationship with the iZombie fandom and that’s one where, as you’re aware, I’m quite blunt. I feel like because it’s my show, I’m able to communicate with the fans and talk to them in a very direct way. Supergirl, I’m a guest in someone else’s house.

A lot of people weren’t particularly happy to find out that Lena had an ex-boyfriend, but for me, it’s interesting and I’m very excited by that. I think the episode is a great episode and I think it’s handled extremely well. Jack’s presence does not in any way affect the dynamic between Katie and Melissa and their characters. I think a lot of it is just to do with misinformation and not knowing much about the episode until they’ve seen it. I think once they’ve seen the episode, a lot of people will be happy.

Rahul Kohli 

what did au!magnus and au!alec get up to during that party?

based on the alternate universe in 1x10 and suggested by the wonderful @anthony-lovett ! i’ve wanted to write this for so long so i apologise for my lateness lmao

but enjoy! and of course, let me know what you think!

Magnus made sure to return to the party before Clary or Jace began questioning him. He slipped through the basement door and back into the main hall of the Institute, hastily trying to find the doors to leave.

Admittedly, he didn’t want to stick around in a place where he didn’t know anyone for too long. Maybe it was that stupid commercial that he was nervous about people recognising him from. Or maybe it was the butterflies in his stomach about that tall, dark haired boy.

Fixing his gaze on the exit, Magnus made a beeline for it. He walked past the drinks table quickly but heard a familiar voice behind him.

“Leaving early?” asked Alec in a chipper tone, causing Magnus to tense up. He slowly turned around, mouth agape and shoulders stiff but still managed to give Alec a smile. He didn’t want to be rude, of all things.

“I’ve gotta go,” replied Magnus with an apologetic sigh, pointing to the exit.

“Oh, don’t be silly,” he pressed with a chuckle. He turned around and took a step towards the drinks table before returning with two glasses of what looked like champagne in his hand. He held out one of them to Magnus and he tenderly took it into his hand. “Stay for just one more drink?” asked Alec, his eyebrow raising. “And then decide.”

Magnus looked up at Alec with a sigh and decided that his tarot cards could wait for one night. He gave the boy a shy grin and took a sip of his champagne, wincing only slightly, before moving to stand beside Alec.

“So tell me,” Alec started, turning to look at Magnus. “What’s a handsome someone like you doing in a place like this?” Magnus stayed silent, avoiding Alec’s intense gaze. Instead of answering, he lifted his glass and took one long sip, desperately trying to calm his nerves. Alec cocked an eyebrow at Magnus’ reaction. “Don’t tell me Raj was right and you’re actually here to crash the party…”

Magnus clenched his jaw, hoping that if he stayed silent, they would move on to another topic. He wished he could reply with something witty like ‘and what if I was?’ but he couldn’t. So he didn’t.

But just as he was about to reply something that he was sure would be boring, the song playing stopped. Alec whipped his head around to see Simon holding a guitar and stepping up to the microphone that was set up in a corner of the room. Alec gave the boy a thumbs up before turning back to Magnus. He leaned in closer than Magnus had anticipated and he immediately felt himself tensing.

“We should go somewhere quieter before it gets too loud,” said Alec and Magnus froze for a millisecond before nodding and following Alec into a hallway. He wasn’t too sure why he was agreeing but there was a squirming feeling in his stomach that compelled him to do so. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt that way. But he remembered enough to know that he should probably follow it.

They could still see the main area from where they were but they were still very much secluded. He could feel Alec’s eyes trained on him and Magnus noticed that his heart did not plan on calming down anytime soon.

“So, what are you doing here?” asked Magnus, almost immediate cringing at his own words.

“That’s funny,” replied Alec, looking at Magnus. He laughed softly and took a sip of his drink until he realised that Magnus really did not know what he did. Bringing his glass down, he pointed to himself. “Event manager,” he stated with a sparkle in his eye and Magnus gave him a knowing nod. “My sister, Izzy, works here at the Institute so she referred her boss to me.”

Magnus noticed Alec playing with the rings on his fingers but then looked back up to his face. Alec was incredibly attractive, Magnus couldn’t deny that. But it had been centuries since Magnus had properly been involved with anyone, much less a Mundane.

“I almost didn’t take that job… but I’m glad I did,” said Alec with a smile and Magnus found himself smiling back.

“Well, I’m glad Clary invited me,” he replied.

“About that… How do you know Clary?” asked Alec and Magnus suddenly realised the mistake he had just made.

“I… h-hardly do,” stuttered Magnus, trying to cover his tracks. The Clary of his world wouldn’t remember him. Alec squinted one eye at Magnus and nodded with a coy smile.

The two talked about small things for a little while longer, but mainly about Simon’s music. Eventually, Alec turned fully to face Magnus.

“You know, this is usually the point in the night where we exchange numbers and you tell me to call you-”

“Listen, Alexander… I- um… I don’t really-”

“I get it,” replied Alec, raising a hand to stop Magnus from rambling on.

“No,” sighed Magnus, a sad smile on his face. “You don’t.” Alec would never understand what it meant to be immortal, let along believe him. He took a wary step backwards. “You don’t want this.”

Alec frowned at Magnus and shook his head. “What do you mean?”

“It was nice meeting you,” he said curtly. The quicker he ended this, the easier things would be. Alec stepped forward hastily and placed a tender grasp on Magnus’ arm, his mouth dry.

“One dance,” he whispered with a hopeful look in his eyes and Magnus’ heart melted. He looked down to see Alec’s hand slide down his arm and hold his hand. He smiled softly and decided then that surely one dance couldn’t hurt, but that Catarina would give him hell for it tomorrow.

So he agreed and Alec started to pull him back into the main room but Magnus paused. “I’m not much of a dancer,” said Magnus sheepishly, struggling to catch Alec’s gaze. Eventually, Alec’s hazel eyes caught his and Magnus’ heart skipped a beat. Alec smiled a blindingly beautiful smile and walked back into the hallway, hand still attached to Magnus’.

“Here will do,” he whispered, stepping close.

Magnus’ breathing was uneven and his heart was racing. But he smiled back anyway and Alec smiled even wider at the sight of it. The song Simon was playing slowly morphed into a slow one and Magnus relaxed into Alec’s touch.

Nevertheless, it hurt him to think that this could never work.

i hope you enjoyed, let me know what you think! if you have any prompts or scenarios for me, please head over to my ask box.

in the meantime, after they escaped the party.

Long Distance (Chapter Twelve)

Our boys meet up again! Please keep in mind, I have ZERO idea how robotics work so I was just writing things that sounded smart when they are in the lab lol
Also, I definitely have a favorite line in this chapter, curious to see if you guys figure out which one lol


Enjoy :)

“Hey!” Tony jogged down the steps of the building when Steve and Bucky pulled up. “You guys made it!”

“Wouldn’t miss it, babe.” Bucky promised, and Tony came right to him, standing on his toes to lay a long kiss on Bucky’s lips.

“Heya Bucky bear.” He said low and teasingly and Bucky’s eyes lit.

“Oh yeah? Is that how we are playing?” He laughed and pushed Tony towards Steve. “Give the professor some sugar too.”

“Hey honey.” Steve kissed Tony gently. “Missed you.”

“I missed you guys, too.” Tony’s dark eyes were sparkling. “You’re staying two nights with me, right?”

“Hell yeah.”

“Mmmm.” Tony pulled Steve down for another kiss and then reached over for Bucky. “Two whole nights. I have fun things planned for–”

The shrill tone of Tony’s phone cut into their moment and Bucky cursed, startled.

“Sorry.” Tony groaned in frustration. “That’s Peppers ring tone, so I’ve got to–” he edged out of their embrace, smiling when Bucky reached for Steve, watching as they kissed for a long moment before just leaning against each other.

“Pep, what do you need?” He finally answered his phone.

“Tony. So sorry to interrupt your night with the guys, but you wanted to know when that contract came in.”

“No problem, go ahead and tell me about it.” Tony was only half listening, watching Steve and Bucky together, the way they smiled and traced each other’s faces, the way their bodies matched up perfectly, all big arms and broad chests and thick thighs and tall.

Tony had never felt this small in his life, outweighed by at least sixty pounds and four or five inches on each of them, but damn he loved it.

“Tony! Are you even paying attention? Honestly why did I call you, I know your brain shuts off the minute you get around those two.”

“Well if you knew that, then why did you call?” Tony snipped, but he apologized anyway. “Sorry, dear, but you’ve seen these two.”

“Yes, and I will admit to being just shy of outrageously jealous if you just spend half an hour tonight reviewing this contract and signing it. You can just e-sign and I can gather all the forms on this side and send it out before midnight.”

“I will absolutely do that.”

“Before you three do anything else.” Pepper demanded and Tony sighed loudly.

“Yes! Fine! I’ll read and sign the contract before my boyfriends and I engage in some hot, naked–”

“Bye Tony.” Pepper said quickly, but she sounded like she was laughing, so Tony grinned and hung up.

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Originally posted by jkookisdaddy

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Themes: high school au, badboy & fuckboy jungkook
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 1,688
Summary: After being labelled the school’s biggest bad boy, Jeon Jungkook chooses to live up to the title. What he doesn’t know is that his arrogance will lead him to you.


“Fuck, you’re an angel.” He whispers, feeling an overwhelming sense of pride because he can see the mark he’s left on you.

“You’re my angel.”

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Cryptic Commander #9: Why Did it Have to Be Snakes

Don’t you just love it when a new Legendary Creature gets spoiled and you know it was meant to be? I got to experience that yesterday when a certain Commander-to-be got spoiled over Twitter, and man am I head-over-heels for this card. Let’s cut to the chase:

(You see what I did there? The card was spoiled by Elaine Chase over on Twitter. You know what? It isn’t funny anymore. I had to explain it. Forget I said anything.)

So, brief personal aside on my experience with BG in Commander. I’ve tried to build a couple of different decks with the color combo, and I ultimately end up with what feels like the same deck. Graveyard Shenanigans.dek. There’s nothing wrong with graveyard decks, I’m just really tired of how the BG ones play out. Jarad and Meren did their best, but I could not be convinced to play BG after I finally took them apart. None of the other BG generals really appealed to me, from Nath of the Gilt Leaf to Sapling of Colfenor. Then they spoiled Hapatra, and the gears started turning immediately. I started playing Magic just before Scars of Mirrodin came out, so -1/-1 counters were part of my formative Magic experience. It has been too long since we had -1/-1 counters, and now they’re giving us a Commander in BG that cares about -1/-1 counters. Thank you based Wizards for bestowing this gift upon me and all the other lovers of -1/-1 counters in this game. We are truly #blessed.

So, what sort of things can you do with Hapatra? I suppose you could attack with her, suiting her up with a Whispersilk Cloak so she can get in unopposed and slowly build up counters and snakes for you. You could do that, and it’s probably a decent thing to include in whatever deck you build, just to have a back-up plan; but, I like to dream big. There are a handful of very playable Commander cards that like to throw -1/-1 counters around to every creature. Thanks to the wording on Hapatra, you won’t be rewarded for placing a bunch of -1/-1 counters on a single creature as part of the same affect (see “Whenever one or more” wording), but putting one counter on a bunch creatures means an army of snakes in the making. The following are some of the best at this:

Black Sun’s Zenith for one has never been so rewarding! Paying three mana to weaken the entire board and make a bunch of snakes seems like a great plan. You could also just wrath the board and be the only one left with creatures at the end of it. Even if Hapatra dies in the process, you’ll still get all the snakes because she’ll see the counters placed on everything before hitting the bin. Carnifex Demon gives you another good, recurring source of -1/-1 counters. If you have a way to get counters on it besides the ones it comes into play with (like Hapatra’s ability or something like Gnarled Effigy), the demon can be a real problem. Contagion Engine kind of speaks for itself. Putting a counter on each of an opponent’s creatures and then proliferating twice will get you three separate triggers from Hapatra for three times the snakes. But, this is just the tip of the iceberg, the most obvious thing you can do.

Alright, we’re starting to get somewhere now. Crumbling Ashes insures that you never have to commit too many counters to the same creature. It’ll die sooner or later anyway. Blowfly Infestation lets you recycle some of the counters from dying creatures for another Hapatra trigger and more value. Necroskitter makes those sweet creatures your opponents have work for you after they die with a counter on them. It’s finally time for Necroskitter’s day in the sun! However, you don’t just have to put counters on your opponents’ creatures. Have you considered putting counters on your own creatures?

There are a couple of creatures that like to have -1/-1 counters on them for utility purposes. Blow up more artifacts by keeping your Wickerbough Elder fully stocked. Beat down hard with a resilient threat in the form of Deity of Scars. Grim Poppet lets you pinpoint the counters you want to disseminate and take out problematic creatures. You also have the option of throwing Quillspike into the deck for what can only be described as shenanigans. Quillspike will let you remove counters from any of your creatures, which means Persist creatures are gonna get to come back for multiple go-arounds. Puppeteer Clique and Woodfall Primus say hi! And that’s only the fair thing you can do with Quillspike. Turns out Quillspike goes infinite with Devoted Druid. Put a counter on Devoted Druid to untap it, tap it for a Green mana, use the Green mana to remove the counter with Quillspike’s ability, repeat ad infinitum. If you have Hapatra in play, this means infinite snakes. Seems pretty good to me, but treat infinite combos with care. It isn’t fun to lose to them, or win with them, all the time. Be nice about, huh?

Considering how few sets have featured -1/-1 counters in the history of Magic, there are certainly a lot of cool things you can do with them. There’s even an Enchantment that basically has Hapatra’s ability, except it makes Elves instead. Flourishing Defenses. There’s all sorts of things you can do with a Hapatra deck, and I am really excited to try them out!

So, what do you think of the newest BG Legendary? New hotness or soon to be forgotten? Let me know what you think! Any cool interactions I might not have noticed? I would love to see them! Until then, enjoy the rest of spoiler season for Amonkhet and hopefully there will be even more Commander goodies to discuss.

Robert Burrows

Bedtime Stories

Synopsis: You are terribly ill but want to go out to spend time with Harry but he insists on taking care of his flower instead.

“Oh god, that is disgusting!” You practically gag and begin making weird tongue noises. You hated the taste of medicine and this cherry cough syrup tasted terrible,but down the hatch it went.

Harry was back home from tour and you knew that he was really excited to go ice skating. You rented out the whole stadium just so he wouldn’t be bombarded with fans and paparazzi, it was a goodbye gift and he has been talking about it since.

“S'going to be amazing. I can’t believe you got me a whole ice stadium. S'weird I want to sing all of the songs from Frozen?” Harry said through the phone one night, his voice was raspy, you could tell he was already in bed.

“I’d do anything for you babe, and yes I bought the soundtrack from the movie so you can listen while you save Scandinavia from the evil Hans!” You tease, “But would you be more excited knowing I’m gonna wear that white thing?”

“M'flying back tomorrow, don’t go anywhere.” You heard rustling and started to laugh until tears came out. It was all fun and games until you woke up the next morning with a runny nose and a scratchy throat.

“Yep, you have a strep throat and a cold. I am going to prescribe to you some fever medicine to keep your body from overheating, and if you go over 100 degrees again, please come in. Also I am going to give you some antibiotics for the infection in your throat. Other than that you should drink lots of liquids, stay warm, and just stay out of any strenuous activities!” Dr.What’s-His-Face said, you forgot his name the moment he eyed your chest for too long.

“Um, can I go ice skating?” You ask hopeful, but before he can answer you go into a coughing fit, not able to breathe. It takes you a few minutes to regain control of your breathe and when you look back up to your doctor, he has a smug look on his face, giving you his answer.

“The nurse will come in shortly to discharge you and give you whatever you need. I hope you feel better, have any questions just call. See you!” The doctor began to walk through the door but you scream his name.

“Can I have sex?! Oral?” You practically scream, the nurses around you eyeing you shamefully. “What? It’s a real question!”

A sweet woman that looked your age came up to you and you saw her name was Lizzie.

“Patient Y/N right?” You nod and she closes the door.

“No oral sex whatsoever girl unless you want your throat to bleed and give your partner the risk of having an infection or something down there!” She  giggles and you sigh, this was not good.

“LOVE? M'home? Are you upstairs?” You heard Harry’s footsteps run up the stairs and you begin to tear up, you couldn’t talk without your throat feeling like it will bleed, and you had no sense of smell or appetite. “I swear if you are in the white lac-” Harry’s head pops through the doorway and when he sees his girl curled up in bed surrounded by millions of blankets his heart swelled up.

He hated seeing anyone he loved in pain, but seeing you sick, with your eyes puffy, hair all up in a bun, snot residue on your face, he swore he had never seen a cuter sight.

“Oh baby? What happened?” You feel a dip in the bed but you couldn’t really see because there were so many blankets surrounding you. “Sick” You said, or tried to say at least. “But we can still go I took twice the amount of cough syrup and I have three cough drops in my mouth right now, let’s go.” You quickly get up and a cough drop falls out of your mouth. You push it under the bed with your feet and wobble over towards your dresser.

“C'mon H, if we don’t hurry now, we won’t be in time and they might not let us in. I even bought the soundtrack and stuff and I think the venue owner is a fan so maybe we can take the skates home and dangle it on the doo- Harry?” You have been rambling on as you wore layers and layers of clothes, still feeling chilly after each one. You didn’t notice that Harry left the room and when you walked outside your bedroom you saw him on the phone.

“Yea m'really sorry John, we can’t make it to the rink today, something important came up but don’t worry about it I already transferred double of what we had to pay originally as an apology and instead of having the rink empty I invited some fans to go in…Thank you so much John for everything, alright…talk to you soon!” Harry was talking to the owner of the skating rink and you wanted to punch yourself over and over again for ruining the week. As you were about to go and apologize for Harry e makes another call.

“Hey Mike! Doin’ alright and yourself? Good, listen uh, Y/N is really sick so we have to call the proposal off, not today. I want her to be engaged on a day where she feels good, yea it sucks but it gives us time to order the hot air balloon aye? Haha, alright, but can you also bring me a pot of soup from down the street of the studio. You’re the bes’ love you!”

To say you were about to faint was an understatement. Harry was going to propose? At the rink? Today? You felt like you were going to overheat and die from anxiety. But you quickly pulled yourself together and ran to the bathroom and tried to act normal. What was normal?

“Love? Where are you?”

“BATHROOM!” you screamed, hitting yourself on the head when your voice was a few octaves higher sounding like a prepubescent boy.

“Listen don’t worry about it, I cancelled the rink and some fans are going to enjoy the rink inste- what are you doing in the bathtub?” Harry smiles at you with his head cocked to the side.


“With your clothes on?” He laughs but eyes you suspiciously.

“Well, was gonna take him off but thank you Harry, i’m so sorry I ruined the week for you. Know how badly you wanted to be Elsa.” You say quietly.

“Love, I would rather stay in bed with you and watch something cute and eat soup. Feeling kind of tired anyways.” He lifts your chin up with his fingers and rubs your face softly.

“I love you, you know that?” You say and push your face against his hand, resting it there.

“Yes I do but let’s be honest, M'Anna, not Elsa.” He teases and you both snort.

Even when you and Harry were both in bed, cuddling, eating the warmest soup in the world watching Stranger Things, you couldn’t handle your excitement.

You, marrying the man you love the most in the world. Calling him yours, living with him, being with him. It was all too much.

“Kids are talented don’t you think?” Harry whispers and in surprise you yelp. “YOU WANT KIDS?”.

You felt your ghost leave your body and slap you.

“No, what? I mean yes but not now are you pregnant?” Harry pauses the show and turns so his whole body faces you.

“No! I’m not we are safe remember? The shot?” You quickly say, you were digging yourself deeper into a whole you couldn’t get out of.

“Y/N what’s going on? You have been acting so weird since I left to go mak-” His face fell and when it did you felt your heart fall too. You guys were both silent and after what seemed like a lifetime you reached to touch his hands but he gets up and leaves.


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Just Roommates (Part 3)

Originally posted by jensen-jay

Summary: Sam calls reader back to the bunker for an emergency and things come to a head…

Part 1 Part 2

Pairing: Dean x reader

Word Count: 2,400ish

Warnings: lots of language

A/N: Sorry, not sorry…

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Quiet- Zach Dempsey Smut-Part 1

this is my first time trying to write smut so i’m sorry if this is bad even though it doesn’t mention smut yet :/ 

 -warnings: rape (sorta), swearing

 -maybe smut in part 2? 

 The loud yet rhythmic sounds of the trashy pop music blared through speakers throughout the house. Drunks danced closely against each other without a care in the world, while the others who were still sober, chugged down mass amounts of alcohol so they too could join in. I stood taking it all in, leaning against a wall in the corner and watched as all of the intoxicated teenagers partied without realizing how shitty they would all feel the morning after.

 “And here is your drink.” Zach smiled and slightly swayed over, holding out a glass that was obviously filled with beer. I gladly took it and gave him a ‘thank you’ before taking down almost the entire drink at once.

“Slow your roll there (Y/N), you wouldn’t believe how long it took to get one and I don’t feel like walking back to get another.” He joked and leaned up against the wall looking down to me and I chuckled in response.

“I’ve never heard of a line for drinks at one of Jeff’s famous parties?” I questioned jokingly and nudged him lightly.

 “Yeah… well, he put Jensen in charge of drinks and he barely knows what alcohol is. Guess he thought it’d help him get a girl and actually talk to her.” Zach shrugged and I lightly slapped his arm giggling at his joke.

“So, would you like to sit down and join the rest of the team or continue to just stand here in the corner?” Zach asked raising an eyebrow and even though I would’ve rather stayed where I was, I knew Zach wanted us to go sit down with the rest of the basketball players and their girlfriends.

 “Alright, if you insist.” I played sarcastically and we both walked over and took a seat between Justin Foley and Bryce Walker.

“Glad you guys finally came over.” Justin joked and elbowed Zach. We all talked and joked throughout the course of the party. As Justin was telling a story about one of their basketball trips I could feel a hand slither onto my thigh. I looked up to Zach to see him staring daggers at Bryce who I now noticed was scooting closer to me. I leaned in closer to Zach and I could feel him take a deep breath of relief. 

“Well I don’t know about you guys, but this party has gone to trash and the only people left are us and the trashy drunks still hoping to get some. So, I say we all go to my place while my parents are gone.” Bryce exclaimed clapping his hands together and practically jumping up earning cheers of approval from everyone else. Zach looked down at me and I could read his face knowing that he didn’t have a good feeling about going. I nodded to him as if to say it’d be alright.

 “Zach you coming?” Marcus asked standing up from the couch and following the rest of the group.

 “Yeah, I’ll meet you guys there.” Zach grinned at him trying to hide his worry.

 —– Once we reached Bryce’s house Zach and I walked in, Zach with a tight grip around my waist.

“Aye, it’s about time you made it, what took you so long?” Bryce chuckled and handed Zach a drink.

 “Doesn’t matter, we’re here now.” Zach joked and held up his drink and everyone agreed loudly. We all sat out back by Bryce’s pool and one by one, people left until it was just Bryce, Zach, Justin, and me. Justin and Zach were playing around and tackling one another while I sat on the couch on my phone and Bryce sat across from me trying to make conversation with the two boys.

 “Keep that up and you both are going to end up in the pool.” Bryce chuckled taking another sip of his drink. And as if planned Zach threw Justin off of him and he stumbled back into the pool, but not before grabbing onto Zach and pulling him in as well.

“Well, look who was right.” Bryce stood up and walked up to the side of the pool.

“You two go upstairs and change, pretty sure you guys left clothes here from the last time you stayed here,” Bryce informed them and they both scrambled out of the cold water and back into the house. I could hear footsteps grow closer and the fabric of the couch sink down next to me.

“So you and Zach? How long has that been going on?” Bryce asked leaning back against the couch.

“About 5 months now,” I answered not bothering to look up. Once again I felt the tingling feeling of a hand against my thigh but this time it was different. I looked up to Bryce whose eyes were dark and staring down at me.

“Bryce… what are you doing?” I asked timidly, my voice shaking.

“I just wanted to let you know that you look really good tonight.” He whispered in my ear, his hot breath making me pull back. He began to pepper kisses along my neck and his hand moved higher up my leg. I immediately tried to push him off but that only caused him to put more pressure on my as he used his other hand to sneak under my shirt.

“Bryce please stop,” I said quietly sniffling.

 “Come on, let’s just have some fun.” He smiled and licked a stripe down my neck. By now hot tears were trailing down my face as I attempted to kick him off. My muscles were straining as I used every bit of effort to throw him off and just when I was about to give up a ray of hope shined through.

 “Hey! What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I heard Zach’s voice cut through, loud and angry. Bryce looked up at him and tried to explain but still yet to remove his hands.

“Get off of her man!” Justin yelled, running through the door while slipping a shirt over his head. Zach picked Bryce up by the collar of his shirt and threw him off the couch.

 “Bro, she wanted it, you don’t think I’d do that if she didn’t. Come on man she was practically begging for-” Bryce rambled on and scrambled up to his feet.

“No shut the fuck up.” Zach cut him off and pushed him back.

“The fuck are you going to do, huh Dempsey?” Bryce asked taking a step closer to him and balling up his fists.

“Fuck off Walker.” Zach spat at him and walked off, grabbing me by the hand and pulling me to his car. Once he closed the door I couldn’t stop from breaking down. Zach gently rubbed my back and carefully intertwined his hand with mine.

 “Don’t worry, I will make sure he doesn’t touch you ever again,” Zach whispered to me and softly pressed his lips against my cheek. Zach turned the car into drive and headed off in the direction of my house.

 “Zach, can I stay at your house tonight… I just don’t want to be alone right now.” I said quietly and he nodded as well as grabbing my hand and rubbing his thumb on my knuckles, driving past my house and turning right to his place. When we reached his home, he led me up to his room.

“Will your parent’s mind?” I asked softly as he closed his bedroom door. 

“No, but they’re not home tonight anyways so it’s okay.” He replied moving to his dresser. “Here.” Zach said pulling out a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie to change into. I quickly changed into the oversized sweats. As I changed I could feel eyes on my and I turned to see Zach who was now shirtless and wearing sweatpants. He swayed over and looked at my arms which had bruises freckled across them now. Instead of saying anything he simply kissed my lips slowly. We both climbed into bed and I carefully laid my head against his chest. Zach’s arms were wrapped around tightly and I smiled softly feeling safe in his arms.

“I promise, I won’t ever let anything happen to you again,” Zach muttered into my hair and kissed the top of my head. And with that, I was able to fall asleep to the quiet yet rhythmic sound of his heartbeat.

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Reggie x Reader: The Best Woman (Epilogue)



ALSO, this story is heavily influenced by the movie, “Love, Rosie” in fact I will be using THE WHOLE WEDDING SPEECH in this chapter.

Plot: The one where everything that mattered remained unsaid.

Originally posted by flyngdream

You had no idea.

You had no idea that you would break Reggie in two when you took those tablets. 

You had no idea he would fall on his knees and would not move for seven hours when he received the call that you’re body was found floating and lifeless in the beach that held nothing but precious untainted memories he cherished. 

You had no idea that everything will turn grey and dull in his world because if he was the Technicolor then you were the sun; colors didn’t matter without the sun. Nothing mattered without the sun.

You had no idea that it would take him three days to eat something and not throw it up hours later as he remembered the red flags he missed in your conversation, six days to stop having reoccurring nightmare of your crying and pale face begging him for help, and three weeks before he would utter another word and that his first word would be your name. 

That he would spend five hours just staring at your final resting place and begging God to turn back time so he can change everything, so that he can kiss you in front of that shitty reception and tell you to stay, so he can dance with you one last time – just a second longer – to a never-ending song, so that he won’t have to lose you and to finally tell you he loved you.

Has loved you for a while now.

He just didn’t know it – realized it a few hours too late.

You had no idea that he would mourn for the rest of his life for the loss he suffered when he lost you; the one constant thing in his life.

You had no idea that even when aged caught up to him and he was frail and weak, he was still walking up to the hill where your grave lies, placing fresh flowers of different kinds – because he may not remember much anymore but he knows you never had a favorite one – on the vase and cleaning up the headstone, repeating the same routine he did every week ever since he lost the love of his life.

You had no idea he loved you too.

Because if you did, this story would be very different and Reggie wouldn’t have to lose the girl who was supposed to find a happier ending with him.

But you didn’t because the two of you weren’t good with words and both of you kept what matters most a secret.

So, Reggie couldn’t do anything but live the rest of his life, counting the days for the ‘another life’ to arrive where he can finally see you again. Where he can finally see your smile and brush your hair away from your face and pick you up just to piss you off.

When that time arrives he swore to himself he will do the right thing and love you the right way. He will be reckless and tell you he loves you, have loved you in that life and in this. He will kiss you and hug you and then kiss you again, planning to keep you safe from the world forever.

And of course, in another life with another ending, he can finally ask you out to prom.

Zach woke up with a start, sweating and breathless as his alarm clock screamed at him.

5:00, it was time for his morning run but he doubts he’d have enough energy for his route after that dream of his.

What the hell was that?

Zach took his running shorts and a random shirt before picking up his gym bag, where his extra outfit and other random school necessities resided, before throwing it to the backseat of his car and jogging along his usual route.

Zach couldn’t help but get confused by his dream. He saw himself and you, only older and different and… sadder. He couldn’t remember everything but he knew you were there and so was he yet somehow you weren’t yourselves – not really.

He didn’t remember much but he knew it was a nightmare.

He knew it didn’t end well and that was what’s fucking him up the most. As he ran and ran, finally turning back around to the direction of his house he could barely remember anything from his dream except the party, your sad stares, the heaviness in his heart, and the word prom.

Why does that word keep repeating in his mind like a broken machine?

Was it because prom was coming up? And the pressure and competition to become prom king and to win the championship was getting to him?

It never bothered him before he wondered what was so different now.

After he showered and got dressed he took his keys and turned on the ignition in his machine. Glancing at his phone to see a text from Justin about practice later this afternoon.

He smirked, already hearing the complaints and screams of their coach when he realized Zach was gonna ditch practice (again) to hang out with you. Justin’s already jealous enough that Zach prefers the to hang out with the ‘other best friend’, as Justin likes to call you since he still can’t accept that he is the side hoe, and this will only add fuel to the flame. Zach couldn’t give two fucks though, the both of you have been planning this since last month and it will take an apocalypse for him to miss it.

He carefully parked and went out of his car to knock on your door. He can hear your voice and your mother’s screams inside before the door opened wide, with your smiling face.

“Well, good morning to you, cupcake, aren’t you just a sight to behold,” he laughed, looking at your unruly hair and breathlessness. “Morning, Mrs. (Y/L/N)! You look lovely today.”

“Morning darling, still a charmer I see,” your mom screamed from the living room.

“Come on, Zachary, stop flirting with my mom.” You joked as you crossed your arms with his, his immediately and unconsciously tightening up to slightly trap yours in it. He laughed loudly as he took your bag from your shoulders.

“You still up for this weekend?” he wiggled his eyebrows knowing it would make you laugh.

“Wouldn’t dare miss it, Zachy.”

Zach opened the door for you, carefully placing your bag beside his at the back before taking his place in the driver seat. As you took the long road to your school, as always, Zach couldn’t help but let his mind wander to his dream.
Everything in it seemed so old yet so familiar that he was almost convinced it was real. He shook his head silently, why were you so sad?

‘ … me out to prom’
‘… prom.’

“What?” Zach gave you a glance to see your confused yet amused face. “You’re muttering like a madman in there, care to share?”

“Nothing,” he tried to play it off. “Just a weird dream I had.”

“Ooooh,” you leaned up to him, getting ready for another one of his weird and ‘symbolic’ visions. “What is it this time?”

Zach chuckled, giving you another small once over, eyes stopping at your eyes and in a split-second he swore it was replaced by the tired, sad eyes he had in his dreams making his heart stop. He blinked furiously and then you were you again. “Couldn’t remember much, to be honest,” he lied, too afraid of what he saw and what it could possibly mean.

You rolled your eyes, knowing all too well when he is lying. “Bet it was a wet dream.”

“Was not!” he defended too quickly making you laugh.

“Whatever, crazy.” That was what Zach loved about you; even after being best friends your whole lives you still didn’t feel entitled to know everything about him.

‘ .. prom.’

He cursed silently. “So, are you going to prom, next week?” Zach tried to give it a shot, hoping the voice will stop.

He clearly caught you off guard when your eyes widened and you shook your head, hooking some strand of hair behind your ears – a nervous habit. “Nah, not my thing.” You scoffed, and Zach knew you were lying. 

He always does. 

“Plus, I wouldn’t let anybody give me more shit for not having any date. Walker would have a field day.”

“… me out to prom.”

“I could be your date.” What?


Zach was flabbergasted, not expecting that to come out of his mouth. “I mean, I wouldn’t mind to be your date because well were friends, right?” Zach tried to defend himself and get himself out of this shitstorm he accidentally created. “And I bet you would look really pretty when you’re done up – NOT that you’re not pretty now but like, okay you’re beautiful—“

“Wait, I’m what?” You asked, confused as your best friend reddened more and more.


“NO! I mean, yes! But I don’t mean it in a romantic way. Not that I would mind being in a relationship with you because well, you are really beautiful and smart and like perfect and we have been friends for a long time now and –“

‘ … prom’

“Zachary Shan-Yung Dempsey, are you confessing to me right now?”


Zach quickly stepped on the break, making the two of you lurch forward and it was so silent that you could literally hear your breathes in the car.

Zach visibly groaned. “Please tell me I didn’t just say that.”

The silence was your answer.

“Please tell me I just didn’t ruin everything.”

“You didn’t,” you quickly reassured him and he felt a thorn on his heart being removed. “You just saved me from confessing to you in the first place so, to be really honest with you, you just made everything better.”

Zach looked at you so quick you could’ve sworn his neck snapped a bit.

“And yes, I would like to go to prom with you,” you continued and as he was about to speak you placed a finger in his mouth.

“On one condition,”

“Please don’t tell me we’re gonna go as friends.”

You laughed and so did he. “Quite the opposite, I’ve always dreamed of going to prom with my first boyfriend.”

Zach smirked. 

“Well, you could’ve waited till I asked you to be my girlfriend first but –“

“If I may remind you it took you 15 years to just confess to me and I would like to speed this shit up.”

Zachary couldn’t help the blush spreading throughout his face but he smirked it away, not wanting to lose this teasing game.“Oooh, are you asking me to be your boyfriend?”

“Don’t make me change my mind, you ass–”

Zach leaned in even further, took your chin with his thumb and pointer finger before giving you a kiss. “I guess being your boyfriend is pretty cool too.”

“You’re damn right it is.”
You mumbled against the lips, nothing tasted as sweet.

Zach laughed, choosing not to let go of your hands as he resumed his driving.

“If only I knew risking a car accident was the only way you’d confess to me I could’ve done it earlier,” you mumbled, laughing a bit by how this day turned out.

“Yeah, yeah let it go,” Zach mumbled, still embarrassed by how his mentally well-planned romantic confession went to hell.

The two of you laughed, unaware that yours was a love story that was written in the stars by two star-crossed lovers that fought life, death, destiny – and any other forces of nature to get the happy ending they both deserved.


“Hmm?” Zach gave you a glance after parking his car, kissing the back of your hands to give the message that he was listening..

“Can you promise me we will not fuck it up?”

“We will,” Zach contradicted causing your brows to furrow. “We will fuck it up a lot – more me than you, to be honest but that’s okay because I can promise you that I will not give up.” You held your breathe afraid of destroying this moment.

“We will keep fucking up and fixing it and that’s what we’ll do that for the rest of our lives, okay?”

You could cry at how mature Zach looked in that moment – at how serious and how genuine and how long term he saw this relationship that you have been dreaming about ever since you discovered love in the form of a boorish and loud seven year old boy in the park.

“Promise me we won’t give up.”
Zach took took your face in his hands, making you look at him.

You smiled, gifting his lips with a small peck, hoping it was enough to tell him how much you loved him.

You were never good with words, anyway.

“Will do, my love.”


  • okay so johnny was created in a lab obv
  • and he’s got this mint green skin, stitches around each joint, and these two bolts sticking out of his neck for overnight charging (like he gets these jumper cables over the bolts and he gets really electric and zappy while he sleeps everyone stays 2596543 feet away from him
  • he also had this really cool USB port in his belly button right,,, like he can but a cord in it and hook himself up to an outlet for quick charge,,,
  • the scientist who created him put a lot of effort into him
  • he programmed him to have the brain of a 23 year old, which would grow as he did
  • it was a new technology the scientist had created that would help johnny create his own feelings and emotions and wants and needs
  • basically, because of this, johnny wants to be free
  • he wants to get out of the lab and see the world. he wants to see everything the world has to offer
  • he wants to taste things and see things and touch things
  • he’s so excited and curious
  • like he has this innocence in his eyes that’s so bright and friendly
  • and this spirit no one can tarnish
  • in the monct universe, humans and monsters coexist together
  • but there is still a lot of prejudice
  • like humans can be rlly mean to the monsters and so johnny’s scientist (dad..?) is afraid that johnny’s light might be diminished
  • so he agrees that johnny can leave the lab on one condition:
  • that he would live with a group of monster boys who are already used to living in the human world; a group of friends he can come back to if the world gets too harsh
  • so johnny moves in w monct,,, and his closest friends are probably invisible man!ten and ghost!jaehyun
  • except ten sometimes get on his nerves bc every time johnny comes out of his bedroom he’ll screams “it’s alive!!”
  • and johnny would smack him but ten is invisible so he can never find him yknow
  • anyway it’s around halloween right and johnny sees these flyers all over the neighborhood announcing this huge halloween party for the college down the road,,, and it’s called the monster mash
  • and johnny is like !!!! this so the perfect way to meet a bunch of new monsters and humans !!!!
  • it’s even called monster mash so he must be allowed!!!
  • and he doesn’t even have to dress up like he already looks like the classic frankenstein w his green skin and stitches and bolts like it’s perfect!
  • so even tho vampire!taeil told him it probably wasn’t a good idea, johnny ignored him and gets his clumsy green butt out to the party
  • it’s at this giant frat house,, it’s smaller than monct’s house tho johnny is used to living in a gothic mansion and this is just a … two story house
  • but he’s never seen a second story house before!!! so he bounds up the steps ready to go to his first party
  • and he’s really confused when everyone is telling him how nice his costume is and there are all these random are coming up and pulling at his stitches
  • ,,, and it hurts,,,
  • so johnny kind of pushes everyone who comes near him away until he gets to the kitchen and he’s suddenly looking for an outlet for a quick recharge bc nervousness takes up battery right
  • but someone beats him to it and shoves their phone charger in
  • and it’s you, who came dressed as the bride of frankstein
  • but you’re bored and your phone died after playing dumb ways to die for two hours so you decide to charge your phone and download a racing game lol
  • and that kitchen outlet is the only one open so you’re like “sorry dude but i gotta charge my phone”
  • and johnny just stares at you and ,,,, are you a disembodied body too??
  • you like legit don’t know what that means so you look down at your white dress and the green paint job that took far too long to do and stained your underwear…. “yes. that’s me! i haven’t found another frakenstein! how’d you get your bolts to look so realistic??”
  • he taps his bolts w his industrial fingernail like they are real!!!
  • and you don’t quite get what he’s saying bc tbh you’ve never rlly met a monster before
  • johnny doesn’t know this but monsters and humans tend to not hang out around each other too much
  • for instance, they don’t go to human parties unless specifically invited ,,,, the comradery isn’t great in this town
  • so you’re like wow!!! real bolts!!! how did you get them on your neck?? did you glue them??
  • and johnny furrows his eyebrows like lol why is this other disembody acting like she doesn’t know how her own body works??
  • “what do you mean? they’re real … like they’re actually in my neck. they’re where I plug in my battery.”
  • and you just stop like oh
  • oh
  • it takes him awhile to figure out that you aren’t rlly a monster: he checks your costume w his perfect vision and can see that your green makeup is smeared with sweat, mixing in w your actual skin tone, and that your bolts are just tin foil taped to your neck
  • “i … i’ve got to go”
  • and just like that he leaves.
  • you feel bad like just because he’s a monster doesn’t mean the two of you can’t get along?? he seemed super sweet and didn’t even yell at you for stealing his outlet???
  • lowkey you want to learn more abt this dude lol
  • but he’s gone without a goodbye, and you have no idea where to find him
  • so you head to the auto part store bc your car needs new brake pads,,,,, so you’re there to get brake pads obv
  • and as you’re walking down the store, scanning each aisle looking for the one you need to go down
  • you see this v v tall dude in a hat, sunglasses, and scarf combination
  • it’s the boy from the party, you can tell, so you walk over to him. “do you need any help?”
  • “yeah, actually, which —” he stops talking when he sees you and suddenly customer!johnny is now flustered!johnny like if his cheeks had been programmed to blush,,,,, he would be blushing
  • mostly bc he didn’t think you could look any cuter than you did at the party,,,,, but you do!!
  • he takes off his sunglasses and gets super flustered like “h-hi, again.”
  • and your hand is already out for a shake. “my name is y/n.”
  • johnny stares at your hand “okay? what are you doing?”
  • he sort of lacks the understanding for a lot of basic gestures and stuff
  • but that’s okay bc you just take his hand and give the limp appendage a shake
  • and suddenly your entire body feels extremely tingly and your hair stands up on end
  • “sorry!” johnny is retracting his hand and backing up, nearly running into a tire display in the process “taeil told me a wool scarf was a bad idea for my bolts.”
  • you giggle “you’re really cute. what’s your name?”
  • “i’m johnny”
  • “well, johnny, there’s this really cool ice cream place down the road. do you wanna go with me?”
  • johnny furrows his eyebrows for a moment, “is this a date?”
  • “sure”
  • “oh, well i’ve never had ice cream.”
  • “really?”
  • it turns out johnny hasn’t experienced a lot of basic things in life, since he technically just a few months old
  • … good thing he’ll have you to help him!!!
  • once y'all are dating he doesn’t even hold back weird questions he just let’s em go
  • he wonders a lot abt the human body and how it functions
  • like the first time you cried in front of him it was bc of a sad movie + period combo
  • and johnny is like i’ve never seen real live tears before what do i do what do i do
  • you basically have to calm him down like it’s okay johnny,,, it’s just my period,,,, now come cuddle me
  • he oblidges obv but he won’t stop asking abt your period like he’s curious okay
  • and his bolts make little buzzing noises from time to time
  • witch!mark made a charmed cover for them so you wouldn’t get shocked every time the two of you hugged or cuddled
  • “y/n?”
  • “what?”
  • “i think i love you.”
  • you understand his words,,, why he only said think,,, bc it’s an emotion he’s only known in theory so far. and the fact that he confessed something so sweet and honest to you made you sure of your next words
  • “i think i love you too, johnny.”

this is part of a collab w @trickortaeil for monster!nct this october. the next installment will be on her blog, with taeyong! also i highkey based johnny off of frankie from the monster high books. please enjoy!

makemewoozi17  asked:

Hey its me (idk if you remember those lol) I was wondering how did you draw bodies? Everytime I try to do them they do that turn out right (love your work btw it gives me life ^^)

aw please you’re making me blush ^^ but really I don’t think I’m the best person to ask about this bc I don’t draw bodies that often, and when I do, they’re strictly based on references (which honestly is the greatest thing to do imo). that being said, I’ll try to show how I generally go about it?? but keep in mind that this is just what works for me and there is no ‘right’ way to do things! also this got a bit long so I apologize TT

first, I feel like having a really good understanding of anatomy really helps. I actually took about a month out of my art to focus solely on learning anatomy, one section of the body at a time. basically studying why the body looks and moves the way it does combined with practice practice practice~ Here are a few resources:

  • Sycra and Sinix Design anatomy tutorials on youtube (I’ve been following these guys forever and their channels have played a huge part in helping me improve in my art. I highly recommend checking out the rest of their videos as well)
  • an extensive deviantart gallery of pose references
  • figure drawing practice (this site is amazing bc it lets you specify gender, nude/clothed, and how long you have to draw each pose)
  • I also have this tutorial here primarily showing how I go about making my lineart, but it also shows how I go about getting my proportions right (as also explained below)

As shown in my lineart tutorial, my primary method is not to jump right into sketching specific body parts, but to give my eye something to work off of. this is a bit similar to drawing gray scale silhouettes or thumbnails for character or landscape concepts.

so in the above gif (oohh look at me making gifs again) my general process is basically just creating new layers on top of each other, using what I’ve learned from my anatomy studies and moving from ‘broad to specific’, lowering the opacity of each one as i finish them:

  1. start with just blocking in a big blob of color in the shape of my ref pose. literally just getting the overall shape down onto my work space so that I’m not starting from a blank canvas
  2. block out the general shapes of the limbs, torso, and head
  3. sketch in a very rough line art just to show the actual shape and form, as well as where things actually start and end, including any needed symmetry guidelines
  4. and then use that to help guide the more detailed rough line art, working from the reference. even in the above gif, that’s not even what I would use as a final line art. if this was to be a clean drawing with line art and cell shading, I would go back for another layer with a small hard round brush and reeealllyyy get those details nice and clean. but if this was going to be a painting, I would stop here and use what I have as a guide for blocking in color and rendering out the features in detail

as for getting proportions right, like I said, it’s really just a lot of practice and training your eyes and hand to duplicate references as accurately as possible~

and that’s really it?? i hope that helps, even if just a little bit ^^

William Nylander- Helping

Okay, sorry it took me so long to post something new. I’ve been so busy this week but I have hope this okay. I’m posting this on mobile so I hope there isn’t too many mistakes.

Also I didn’t proof read this.


All it took was one blocked shot and suddenly my boyfriend was on the ice in what looked like an incredible amount of pain.this is the part of hockey that I hated. It kills me seeing William in pain. Think positive y/n, maybe it’s not as bad as it looks. Maybe he’ll be okay and able to play. A moment later Will was being helped off the ice by two of his teammates. I quickly got out of my seat and headed down to the locker room.

As soon as I got there, I was suddenly stopped by a serdar it you guard “pass pleas” he demanded. Shit, did I really forget my pass. I was so worried I actually forgot it. “Okay, this is gonna sound really made up but I was so worried about William that I forgot my pass in my seat. Can you please let me in? I pleaded “sorry m’am I can’t let you in without a pass” he said “You have to let me in please. I promise you he is my boyfriend, we’ve been dating for 3 years. I need to see if he’s okay” you begged. Luckily the second period just ended and the guys were coming in the locker room now “y/n, what are you doing here? I thought you would be with Will by now” i heard the voice of Auston Matthews behind me. I turned to him and said “I forgot my pass” “she’s good man, she can come in” he said to the man and he nodded.

As soon as I got into the dressing room, I ran to the medic room. When I got there Will was sitting there with his leg wrapped “are you okay? Sorry I didn’t get here sooner babe, had some problems getting in” I explained “ yeah, I’m okay. They said I’m gonna be out for a month” he said looking at me “are you sure you’re okay babe, you looked like you were in a lot of pain out there” I asked “yeah, I’m sure. I mean yeah it hurts but they gave me something for the pain” he reassured me and I nodded “but I’m probably gonna need your help getting in the car” he said looking at me “of course, are you able to leave now?” I asked “I’m good to go now. They want to rest it as much as I can” he said and I just nodded and grabbed his crutches and helped him up. Once we got to the car, I helped helped him in and we were on our way home.

Once we got home, I helped Will put his leg up by putting some folded towels under his leg “are you comfortable?” I asked “yeah, thanks baby. You know you don’t have to do all this for me” he said looking at me “I want too, you’re in pain and I want to help make you feel better” I said smiling at him you’re amazing, you know that? I really appreciate everything you do for me. I love you y/n” he said smiling back at me “I love you too Will, I’m always gonna be here for you” I said and leaned over and gave him a kiss