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I made some Pokemon Sun and moon Valentines this year. Im uploading them early because this month might be too busy for me to upload them any time before Valentines Day. I made them look kinda bad for humor reasons but my computer did make some of the characters art look blurry or bad, which adds to the effect to me. I used either quotes that they said in the games or good things that I imagine that they might say

Joker imagine: He finds out you’re depressed

anonymous asked: Heya. Can you write a joker x reader imagine where he finds out reader is depressed? 

WARNING: Might trigger. Don’t read if sad/depressive things are bad for you. Stay strong lovelies. I’m here if you need someone to talk to <3


Originally posted by murderous-manipulative-angel

Originally posted by breakfastclubbasketcase82

Your P.O.V.

It was raining again which didn’t surprise me. It was Gotham city, not sunny Los Angeles. I was lying in bed and staring out of the window as Joker was dealing his business downstairs on the meeting floor. Good. I really didn’t want him to see me right now. My eyes were red and puffy from crying a moment ago. It had been a month since it happened.

Exactly a month ago I had been walking around the city with my best friend Y/BFF/N. She didn’t even know how dangerous I was. You see I never talked about my ‘new’ life,because it felt unnecessary. I was so wrong. A gang had followed us until we were in a quiet place in the city and they attacked us. I didn’t manage to save her. My own best friend was let down by me. 

Just as I shot two of the men, one managed to attack Y/Bff/N who obviously didn’t know how to fight. Another man attacked me and I had to make a decision in one second whether to save myself and then her, or her and let the man kill me.

In the heat of the moment I shot the person that attacked me, probably because it felt natural to do. Then it was too late to save my best friend. The man shot her in the stomach twice, took her wallet and tried to run away, but I killed him.

It didn’t help at all.

She was dead.

For a month I had been thinking about that awful moment. I could see her pale dead face in my mind and it was haunting my nightmares. I was so sorry. Now just thinking about it again I felt so useless. She was dead, gone, buried under ground because of me, because I wasn’t good enough to save her.

Joker knew that she died, but I pretended to take it easily. I kept saying that we weren’t close friends and stuff like I had already gotten over it. I didn’t want to seem weak in front of him even tho he was my boyfriend. Lately I’ve felt like he deserves better than me. I’m just a worthless piece of shit that can’t protect one person.

After rotting in bed for a long time, I got up and walked to the bathroom. I saw my reflection and nearly gagged. My face was red from crying and I looked disgusting. My hair was a mess, probably reflecting my soul, a big mess. Instead of doing what I was going to, I kept staring at my own reflection. It seemed uglier the longer I stared.

‘’Fuck you’’ I told myself and suddenly I felt tears stinging my eyes. I was so damn weak! I tried to hold them back, but I saw my best friend’s dead body flashing before my eyes and everything came crashing down. It made me so damn angry. So I grabbed a mirror and smashed it on the floor. It broke into millions on pieces and scattered all across the floor. ‘’Stop! Stop! Get out! I hate you!’’ I screamed at the picture of the corpse. Then I collapsed onto the white tile floor and started pulling my hair.

I wanted to rip out my eyes because I couldn’t forget the sight. Loud cries escaped my mouth and I was a mess. Before I realized it, the door opened and Joker walked in. He found me crying on the floor, but I didn’t care anymore. He would leave me anyway. ‘’Y/N..Doll what happened?’’ He asked me worriedly and got down on the floor, avoiding the pieces of the mirror. I shook my head no, trying to let him know that I couldn’t tell him. I could barely breathe. My body was trembling and my lungs decided to control themselves without my help.

Joker realized that I wasn’t going to answer him in a while so he just pulled me on his lap and wrapped his arms around me. ‘’N-No..Let me go’’ I sobbed and pushed him, but he was stronger. ‘’I won’t. You’ve been so distant lately and you won’t tell me what’s going on. I can’t ignore it anymore’’ He nearly growled, but tried to stay calm for my sake. So he had noticed. 

‘’I’m a mess J! L-Let me go’’ I whimpered sadly and then inhaled a shaky breath. He didn’t listen to my demands. ‘’Please talk to me..I can’t stand seeing you die on the inside. What the fuck happened Y/N?’’ He asked me seriously. Our eyes met and I saw him unclearly because the tears made my vision blurry. ‘’I’m just a depressed idiot. You deserve b-better’’ I croaked out and then felt like I shrinked into a tiny bug. He looked at me sadly and his lips parted. It’s like he didn’t want to hear that one word, depressed, leaving my mouth.

It couldn’t be. I knew it was a shocker, but I couldn’t blame him. I used to be super bubbly, happy and crazy smiling all day all night. 

He shut his mouth and then let me go. I watched as he stood up with his hands in his hair and left me alone. My heart shattered even more, knowing that I had disappointed the only person that mattered. I stood up and wiped away my tears. I had to see where he went. So I walked out of the bathroom and held my breath so I wouldn’t start crying. My knees were weak, but I forced myself to keep walking. 

Joker was sitting on the edge of the bed and he was leaning his head against his hands. His back was faced towards me so he didn’t even see me coming. ‘’J I’m sorry’’ I whispered quietly, afraid to say something out loudly. He tensed up and I decided not to go closer. He turned around and I saw something very unexpected.

J was at the verge of tears. His eyes were glossy, but he was fighting hard against them. I had never seen him crying. 

‘’You really don’t see how much I love you. Don’t you understand how important you are to me? I don’t do relationships Y/N, but you changed that in me. I want you to talk to me if something bothers you, but I feel like I’m too bad for that. I don’t want you to be sad. I want you to be happy. Why haven’t you talked to me?’’ He asked me so sadly, in the middle of agony.

My heart was hammering in my chest and I was speechless. This was all too much. He sighed and got up from our bed and walked back to me. ‘’Talk to me Y/N, I’m here for you’’ He cooed and then put his big hands on my shoulders. My bottom lip was trembling and I tried to form the words to let him know what really made me this sad that it changed my brain and led me to depression.

‘’I feel like it’s my f-fault that she died’’ I admitted and then a strange feeling took over me. I was relieved that I finally let it out, but it made me cry again. I hid my face in his chest and tried to keep the tears back. As I shut my eyes, I could swear that I heard her voice in my head saying ‘There Y/N, you did it. It’s not so hard to let someone in.. I need you to trust him now that I’m not there..’

‘’Shh.. It’s not your fault pumpkin…it’s not your fault’’ Joker kept telling me and holding me close to him. His arms made me feel safe and for once I decided to try opening up to him. But the voice in my head really made me think. Was it her? Was she moving on? Or am I turning crazier?

‘’I don’t know what I’d do without you J’’ I admitted and then sighed. If he wouldn’t be here, I’d be a lost case, probably a bigger mess than what I was now.. I just had to trust him more with my feelings.

I had no one else either..

The Crystal Gems are bad at defending the Earth & Humanity

Hey guys it’s ya boi, Guardian of Memes. Here to join the Steven Universe Criticism community which not a short time ago, I had zero idea was even a thing. And now I wish I was here taking apart this shipwreck sooner oh boy. SO. Lets get right down to business, right? The Crystal Gems, Defenders of Earth. They’ve done a suck job of it, not even the good kind of suck job. Correct me if I’m wrong but, the earth is populated by humans, right? Yeah, those guys. And the humans are in big danger if the world comes to a total violent explosive end?

So, even though the crystal gems are confident in their ability to defend earth all on their own, why haven’t they bothered… ever telling the leaders of the world their planet was in danger? Maybe they could defend themselves if they knew what was going on. Maybe humans could start evacuating their planet, more work would be put into researching space travel if humans knew there was a very real existing threat to their survival as a species? 

Evacuation, colonization of new worlds, the combined forces of all the countries working together to save humanity, either through leaving earth or defending it. Or maybe Earth could open dialogue with the gem government, arrange something. Transport of their people? Who knows. I don’t. And clearly the writers don’t either because the Crystal Gems never bother telling anyone what the hell is going on. Not even Steven, especially not Steven, for artificial drama tension.

anonymous asked:

so what is the deal with the zipper thing?

When Bellamy is ready for war (political or physical) his jacket is closed and zipped up. It’s his armor, both literally and metaphorically. When Bellamy is open and vulnerable, his jacket is open. This was stated by Bob at a con. I don’t remember who told me this. sorry. i am bad memory. 

But it’s also seen in The List scene, in which Bellamy doesn’t have a jacket at all. His armor is completely gone with Clarke and he is open to her and this is a vulnerable moment between them…. and he runs away from it.

He’s zipped up again in the last episode. He zips it up after leaving Octavia, who is still blaming him, and goes off to business, saving the world again.

Clarke does not like it. We also speculate that when Clarke’s good earth cleavage is revealed, she is more vulnerable. When she’s got a jacket on, she’s got some defenses. When her cleavage is totally gone….she’s closed and protecting herself.

Costume design. Symbolism. Literal and metaphorical open heart/armored. Look at my #good earth cleavage and #costume design tags and you can find more discussion with lots of people contributing.

Can We Keep Him? (Newt x Reader)

-Request

Prompt: newt spends the day assisting his no-maj veterinarian girlfriend in the office and she shows him how to care for all these non magic animals and by the end of the day Newt wants a dog and a cat and one of everything that came through the office

okay but newt and puppies

Originally posted by simplyelda


     Things were quite busy at your workplace which honestly, is the opposite of a bad thing. You’re a veterinarian. It was the thing you wanted to do ever since you knew that choosing a career was a thing. Thank goodness, there weren’t any serious patients so far, mostly people dropping off their pets while they go do something. Also, the bunch of puppies that get dropped off annually even though it is encouraged for the owners to ya know, personally find owners. But you didn’t complain, more puppies for you. As you were filing papers and giving the puppies smothering your feet some attention, you heard to door bell chime that signaled some one walked in.

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Oumeno @ white day comic (?)

holysht it’s already 21st I should’ve posted this on the said date but I was so busy at that time omg safslghakjg i just finished the inking yesterday aaaaa i procrastinate so much and yeah I did this traditionally (which means no ctrl+z lol) I’m not good at traditional drawing since beginning also my scanner is bad!! some dialogues get cropped (but i hope you still can understand it ;u;) aaand the last warning(?) sorry for my bad english!! regardless of that, I hope you enjoy them!!

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anonymous asked:

Alternate 1x01 where Magnus and Alec meet at the club (Clary was on the mission with them instead of interrupting the mission)

Send me all the Malec prompts

If there was one thing Magnus disliked more than Shadowhunters it was Circle members. Nothing good ever came from either of them, but at least Shadowhunters minded their own business. Usually. Sure they came into his club every now and then to track down a rouge demon, which Magnus didn’t really mind, but this particular group happened to scare all his guest out of said club and that was just bad business.

Magnus didn’t bother to hide his annoyance with the group of young people when the emerged from the back, quickly going off on the blond man. “You know,” he spoke tersely, “Generally I don’t care if you people come in here and do your job. But this is just rude. You could have at least gone in the back instead of killing a demon in front of everyone.”

“We didn’t have time.” The blond man spoke with a dismissive air. “Besides, it’s not like anyone was hurt.”

“No,” Magnus rolled his, not even hiding his disdain for the man, “They’re just all running down the street and pissing their pants. After all they’re not used to Shadowhunters barging into my club and killing random demons without warning.”

The man mumbled a whatever under his breath as he walked. Magnus was tempted to send a small spell his way, just a little hairless curse, but he also didn’t want to be bothered by the Clave for it. In the end, he just walked over to one of the few still standing tables and picked up the drink from it. He didn’t care what it was, he just needed alcohol and needed it now.

“Sorry.”

Magnus nearly choked on the drink as he jumped at the suddenly voice speaking behind. He spun around quickly to be greeted by the sight of a fourth Shadowhunter he hadn’t seen before. A very handsome Shadowhunter. It took Magnus a second to understand what he was apologizing. Sighing heavily, Magnus waved his lightly before setting the drink back down on the table.

“No need to apologize.” He grinned at the man and leaned in close. “You weren’t the one who caused a mass hysteria.” The man rolled his eyes but smiled none the less. It made Magnus go weak in the knees, not that he would ever admit that.

“Alec?” Magnus never wanted to kill someone much as he did right there. Couldn’t the red head see they were having a moment? “Alec,” She walked up behind Alec and pulled at his elbow slightly. “Come on. We need to report back.” Alec nodded and began to walk away with her. Magnus hated her more than anyone else. Deep down though, he knew they had their duties just like he did. Magnus couldn’t ask Alec stay. So he watched him walked away with the rest of his group.

“See you around, Alexander.” It promise Magnus was making to both of them. Alec stopped and turned slightly at the sound of his name. He didn’t say anything, but he did smile and wave to Magnus. Despite the mess he now had to deal with, Magnus couldn’t help but to smile back. This night turned out better than he thought it would.

anonymous asked:

#40 with hector bellerin

#40 - Am I your husband or your taxi service?


My car had recently died, completely dead. I couldn’t complain, it was my actual car from when I first passed my test 6 years ago. Even when I met my husband, who just happened to be a premier league player, I still had my Renault Clio.

I stood outside of work waiting for Hector to finish training. Which was never great because they could be running late. It was so hard with Hector picking ferrying me everywhere. I could use his other car, but I hate driving it.

Hector shortly pulled up, sliding into the passenger seat, I smiled leaning over to kiss his cheek. “Hi, a Good day?” I asked as I fastened my seatbelt as Hector pulled off again.

“Yeah not too bad, the big game Saturday” He replies. “You?” He asks. I nodded, “Yeah steady day, but been busy” I reply. I looked at my phone and looked across to Hector.

“I need you to pick me up tomorrow from town after training please” I mentioned as I started to write on my phone with Hector laughing at me.

“Am I your husband or your taxi service?” He asks. I looked up and shook my head.

“Of course you’re my husband…your just helping out your wife, your soulmate” I smiled, innocently at him.

“We really need to sort out you a car” He mumbled, shaking his head as we drove along our street.

Maybe it is because it is 4AM. Maybe it’s because I am struggling with my spring depression right now. Maybe it’s because I’m emotional because of hormones. Maybe it is because I am completely fucking stressed.

But I just went through a bunch of my recent writing on AO3 and I know I used to like it, and maybe I will again in a few days or weeks, but right now all I see are mistakes and all the things I would change and I feel so deeply fucking ashamed.

Things are insanely busy at my end right now, which means I also haven’t had time to work on a lot of projects I need to, and I’m sure that plays a part too in the shame.

I am so tired and wide awake and my head is full of bad shit and I am good at handling it, but sometimes something just cuts through all my safety nets and really makes me bleed. But I remember the really bad old days, and if is the worst I’m feeling right now, that’s actually a good thing. In a way. The boys help so much, but they aren’t here to just butt in and make the bad shit stop. They have their jobs, I have mine and mine is to keep fighting. But that doesn’t mean that on occasion I don’t wish someone would just take all this shit away. That’s not how any of this works but… I just wish.

anonymous asked:

I feel like a lot of people don't like Liam cause he's dating Cheryl, which is dumb cause Liam is his own person and the wrong things Cheryl did over 10 years ago doesn't make Liam a bad person just cause he's dating her, I don't really get a good vibe from her either but Liam is happy and that's all that matters to me

It’s quite obvious that I’m not really a fan of cheriam but it would be really dumb of me to hate on either of them just because they are minding their own business…

What's Life Without a Few Dragons

So, I didn’t want to write a part two to Vodka Cannot Kill a Dragon but I did because I’m out of control. Someone needs to stop me. Seriously.

I blame people from Twitter again because I’m an adult and that means I can run away from my responsibilities if I want to.

Also available on Ao3.


“It’s your bachelor party and I’m your best man,” Jace had said. “You owe me to get drunk.”

Alec is pretty sure he’s heard those words before, or something close enough.

He also knows that two things came out of it. One, he got engaged to Magnus, which is a good thing. Two, he experienced the most embarrassing week, maybe month, of his life after that, which was a very, very bad thing. Simon, the living (or dead – or undead, damn this vampire business can be so confusing) proof that vampires cannot be trusted, had recorded him blathering about Magnus’ skills with his mouth (among other things) and forwarded it to all of their friends. For a while after Jace and Clary’s wedding, he had had to deal with knowing smirks and snickers behind his back every time he walked through the Institute. He is not going to make the same mistake again.

Except he already has because before he can register what happened, he’s hammered again.

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captainsuperbcowboybouquetme  asked:

Thanks for answering my ask on how you guys met. That sounds like a lot of fun, even with the ghosting (which I had to look up) and the short breakup. I don't get your dad's text though, but that isn't really any of my business. You two could be written into a nice RomCom. I met my last BF while go karting at Six Flags. I dunno if you know what that is, but it's like Busch Gardens but not as good. Me being me I kept nudging his car in the corners. I'm bad at talking people up lol.

Yea I know what six flags is and that sounds so cute

The night you met him. (Harry Styles)

You never in a million years would have thought that this is how your day is going to end. How did a regular Monday which started so normal turn into one of the best days of your life.


You finally got home and dragged yourself to your bed. You simply laid there with every single moment from last night going through your mind. How? Why me? You didn’t even try to hide the smile on your face. Everything was so wonderfully weird. It was him that made your mind explode in happiness.


—–


After long busy weekend of night shifts at the bar you worked in, Monday seemed like an easy shift. You got out of bed at 2 pm which was a normal time for you as work made your sleeping schedule an absolute disaster. It wasn’t a good day, neither was it a bad day. It was just a Monday. After quick ‘breakfast’ if you can even call a meal at 2 pm breakfast, you jumped into the shower and put some clothes on. You dropped all your make up next to the mirror and sat down on the floor in front of it. You put some music on and looked at the time on your laptop. There was plenty of time till work and you haven’t really planned on doing much else. Luckily which you realized later that night, you put quite a bit of effort and time in doing your hair and make up, for no real reason apart from pure boredom.


When you were all ready for work you put your headphones in and left your house. The weather was horrible. You were wearing a simple shirt with a long baggy knitted cardigan, ripped black jeans and a coat. Which still seemed not enough when you shivered with your first step outside. The only thought in your mind was 'Thank god it’s not raining’.


You entered work at 6:30 pm and looked around to see loads of happy people with drinks in their hands and laughter mixed with music spread through the building. You quickly changed into your uniform and stepped behind the bar to be greeted with usual customers and your colleagues.


Even though working as a bartender was not your dream job it made you happy. You came to this small town in England to study in University and this job paid for your living. It couldn’t be better fitted for you. During days you would go to all your lectures and work during nights and weekends. You had enough money to let yourself live a free life.

The other thing you loved about this job is making other people happy. People call bartenders psychologist for a reason. You stand there, provide people with drinks and listen to their life stories. It’s fascinating I might say. The amount of people you’ve met so far with so many interesting stories makes you feel wiser.


The shift was going quite slowly and all your colleagues have left. It was already 10 pm only two more hours of serving. You slowly started cleaning around and getting the bar ready for the next day. There weren’t that many customers in the building, you were cleaning all the glasses and dancing on your own behind the bar. Suddenly you heard a group of people enter the building with loud laughter. You didn’t pay much attention to them when they sat down at a table and took their coats off.


’ I know Harry. It’s all your fault, you know’  -  one of the voices said.

’ It’s not my fault it’s cold outside’ - the other voice said.

’ Yeah but it was your idea to leave the hotel and go into town this late to have a drink’


You didn’t hear them approach the bar when you were dancing while polishing the glasses. You almost dropped everything when you heard a deep beautiful voice behind you.


'Good dance moves you got there, can you teach me?’ - you stood there frozen and turned your head around to be greeted by a tall man with beautiful green eyes. You didn’t realize for a second who was standing in front of you. And then it hit you. It’s one and only Harry Styles.


'Well I would teach you but I don’t think you’ll ever be as good as me’ - you said back to him trying to hide the surprise of who was standing in front of you. The other guys approached the bar. Surprise surprise it was the rest of his band mates. The first thought that ran through your mind is to act cool. You weren’t the biggest fan of One Direction, you knew a couple of their songs and a listened to them but your room was never covered with posters of them.


'Sarcastic. I like it’ - he snapped back at you with a smirk on his face that made you blush.

'Boys what are we having?’ - you made all of them drinks and he even offered to buy you one but you refused to as you didn’t like drinking at work.


Few rounds of drinks have passed and the boys were tippsy but not drunk. It was close to closing time when Harry came to the bar with a smile on his face.


'So what is your name?’ - He said leaning on the bar while the other boys were sitting at the table.


'Y/N, and let me guess you’re name is Harry’ - you giggled as you stood right in front of him behind the bar.


'Are you a mind reader or just a fan?’ - he said with a big smile on his face. You examined his face. You’ve seen pictures of him but just now it hit you how beautiful this man was. His curly messy hair, bright green eyes and tattoos covering his arms. Breathtaking.  


'Neither’ - you sarcastically snapped back at him. His face was confused and he didn’t know what to say. You were never the shy one around new people that’s why you kept the conversation going while cleaning the bar. He didn’t seem to care that his friends were sitting on a table far away from him. He was interested in you and you didn’t know why.


'What brings one of the biggest stars in the world to this bar in a small town?’ you kept a conversation going. It’s what you always did to customers standing at the bar but this time you were actually interested.


'Well we got a couple of days off and decided to come here. It’s not far from our next meeting and there is nothing better than exploring new places, isn’t it?’ - how did you get so lucky? Such a beautiful man was right there in front of you actually keeping a decent conversation with you. He is Harry Styles. Does he do it everywhere he goes? Randomly chat up and flirt with bartenders?


'Okey boys, last round and we are closing up. I think it’s time for everyone to get some rest’ - you said a bit louder so the other boys could here.


'No, no. We don’t want to go back to the hotel it’s boring there’ - Harry quickly replied with a worried face.


'Well, Harry, I can’t just keep the bar open because a couple of famous boys are drinking here. I’m sorry darling but we will be closing you want it or not.’ - you said with a genuine smile on your face.


Harry bought the last round and went back to the guys. By the time they finished their drinks you almost finished cleaning up and the only thing left was counting the money.


All the boys put their coats on and were getting ready to leave. As Harry whispered something to them. All the boys walked out but Harry. He started walking up to you and you thought 'This one is going to be trouble’.


'I’ve already told you we are closed and I’m not staying extra time here just for you.’ - you said as he stood there with no intention of leaving.


'Well me and the boys had an idea, why don’t I wait for you to finish up here and we all meet up in our hotel and hang out a little bit. We are making each other crazy, I can’t keep talking to them anymore. As much as we love each other, we need more people around us.’


'We just met a couple of hours ago. It’s a bit weird and I don’t think going to your hotel at 1 am is a very smart idea’ - you snapped back with a confused face. Why was he inviting you? What are his intentions?


'Oh don’t worry’ he laughed at how you reacted to his offer ’ We are not murderers I promise you and you don’t seem like one. And I’ll get you home and safe at the end of the night. Pinky promise.’ he said putting his pinky in the air. As much as you wanted or had to say no, you wanted to see where this is going. You actually liked talking to him. He seemed very smart and genuine, but it could only be a mask. Every bone in your body was screaming to say no, but you were mesmerized by his beauty.


'Well if you are definitely not murderers a couple of hours wouldn’t do any harm’ - you said putting a pinky up to his. You’ve never met this man before and he was incredibly powerful and famous. Somehow you felt safe as if you’ve known him for ages.


He sat there staring at you as you finished cashing up. He waited while you went upstairs to the office did all the paper work, changed and came downstairs to see him standing there with his coat on ready to go.


'All ready?’ - he said all excited.


'Yes, let’s go’


You’ve got a taxi to their hotel which was a 10 minute drive away. When you entered the room all the guys were sitting there playing FIFA and didn’t even notice you walking in.


'Hey guys we are back’ - Harry said loud enough for everyone to turn their heads to us. They were a bit surprised but you were hoping not in a bad way.


'Hey guys I’m back.’ - you said not know what to do next. They all stopped playing and turned their attention to you. Harry left the room and all the guys started talking to you, they seem genuinely interested and you were surprised by it. The conversation kept on going when Harry walked back in with drinks for everybody. When he sat down across from you and smiled, your stomach stopped for a second and you felt your cheeks getting red.

The time was flying by and you were having fun, you relaxed after a couple of drinks down in your system. You played some stupid drinking games and got to know them a lot. You were surprised how open they were about their lives and how genuinely friendly they were towards you.

One after another boys started leaving the room to go to sleep. You completely lost track of time and place. You didn’t realize that it was 5 am all the boys have left and you were casually sitting with only Harry on a bed. You talked about life, your dreams, your favourite places, everything. He opened up to you like a long lost friend. At that moment neither of you had any intentions of sleeping together, it was pure night conversations, which were the best.

—-

You slowly woke up and opened your eyes with surprise. He was right next to you. You could feel his warm body next to you and his arms wrapped around your waist. You took your phone off the table next to the bed trying not to make quick movements not to wake this gorgeous human being next to you. He only moved a little bit, groaned and moved his hand from you. This was your chance to go. You were already late for university but you didn’t feel guilty about it.

Last night was one of the best nights of your life, purely because you opened up to a random person you met and he opened up to you. That night you made a new friend and if he wasn’t this famous you would keep him forever. But you knew it was over the second you opened your eyes from sleep. You put your shoes back on and thought that leaving like this would be very rude.

You quickly found a paper and a pen and wrote him a note. For a moment you thought its a stupid cheesy idea and wanted to throw the piece of paper out but who cares. You may never see this man in your life. You felt connected to him. You wanted to see him more, talk to him, laugh with him, be with him. You put the note on the table next to the bed, kissed his forehead and left the hotel room with the biggest smile on your face.

“Harry,

Thank you for last night. But you broke your promise. You said you’ll bring me back home which never happened. You broke the pinky promise. How dare you?!

But sincerely thank you, I had an amazing night. I’ve never opened up to anybody like this. You guys are genuinely one of the best nicest people I’ve ever met. I’ll tell you a secret, you are my favourite.  

Have a lovely life.

Y/N.”

You never in a million years would have thought that this is how your day is going to end. How did a regular Monday which started so normal turn into one of the best days of your life.


You finally got home and dragged yourself to your bed. You simply laid there with every single moment from last night going through your mind. How? Why me? You didn’t even try to hide the smile on your face. Everything was so wonderfully weird. It was him that made your mind explode in happiness.


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This is the first imagine I’ve ever written. :)

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So this week marks the -40lbs mark, this is halfway to my end goal! I am super pumped that I managed to achieve this in the last 7 months and it has brought with it all sorts of positive changes I could have never predicted!

It was made all the more awesome seeing as this week has been woeful in other ways, I was told the business I work for is closing for good in October and although I am remaining upbeat I live on a small island where jobs are few and far between - so this personal achievement really lifted me, since the business is closing some staff have already left so I am doing crazy hours the next few weeks, which means I don’t feel bad in rewarding myself!

I’ve decided to upgrade my fitbit charge HR to the blaze and revamp my fitness plan! Silver linings and all that!

The Good, The Bad and the Fluffy

Author: _ksps_

Genre: Fluff, Romance, (Eventual) Smut, AU

Rating: NC-17 

Length: Chaptered: Ongoing

Summary:  Jongin gets hired as a dog-sitter by a rich business man. Little does he know that he is not the only one who thinks he has hit the jackpot.

Admin F’s Notes: This fic is really interesting so far, I’m really excited to see where it’s going. The writing is really well done, which makes me happy, and while there hasn’t been too much character development yet (the story just started) I enjoy the portrayals so far. Also there’s a Pomeranian. ᕙ༼◕ ᴥ ◕༽ᕗ

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Roommates and Lollipops

SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG GUYS! it’s spring break but i’ve been more busy (which makes no sense???) and it’s like 3 AM right now so please love me~


Jian Yi wasn’t exactly sure when or why he ever thought being He Tian’s roommate was a good idea. He has a lot of bad ideas on a daily basis and doing dumb shit was practically his job, but he could not for the life of him remember why he ever agreed to this living arrangement. It’s He Tian, for fucks sake. How drunk would anyone have to be to even agree to that?

A couple shots and some beers apparently.

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An Update

Hi guys! You may have noticed I’ve been absent lately.

There are both good and bad reasons for this. The bad reason is that there was a death in my family, which has since consumed a lot of my spare time for the past month. Obviously, things were really difficult for a while, but my schedule is slowly getting back to normal, so thank you for being patient with me.

The good reason is that I’m extremely busy with my design studies at college! I’m really, really enjoying it, but the amount of work I’m committed to doing at the moment consumes a majority of my free time. I’m also starting to work on building up my portfolio and my resume, so as you can imagine, it’s harder than it used to be to find time for hobby drawing.

However! I’m still going to be here, and I’m not going to stop updating. I actually have a few new artworks coming up in the relatively near future, and my reading week will be starting soon as well. This is mostly just to apologize for disappearing for over a month without any warning, and to let you know if I’m suddenly inactive again in the future.

All that said, while I was gone I managed to hit 20,000 followers! Holy crap! Thank you all so so much for sticking with me. I’m truly grateful for each and every one of you, and I hope that you’ll continue to support me and my work in the future!

Lastly, happy belated New Year to you all!

Cheers!

anonymous asked:

How often would you say you get commissions? (BTW I love everything you do.... in a friendly platonic non-creepy way)

Aaaww, thanks!  I get commissions, I dunno…not too frequently tbh.  Especially when it comes to animation, people start bargaining and then the prices turn out to be too much for them and it doesn’t happen.  

Maybe like two or three a month?