[ You may have noticed that I’ve posted part of this before, but deleted it soon after. I thought I’d take it down and re-upload it as a full scene, but you can see how that turned out.. ^-^; The longer the time intervals, the less motivation I have.. I think I’ll go back to “posting as I please”.
Now that my dominant hand is in a cast, it’ll be much more challenging to draw with my left, which will significantly impact the production of the comic. Hopefully it won’t change much for you as it will for me.
Thank you to Akiko Higashimura for creating such a beautiful, memorable series. Over the many years it ran, Kuragehime was and remains one of my favorite mangas, and I know that there will never be another one quite like it. Thank you for showing us that we’re all princesses!
(A/N): Here it is after so long I finally put something new out. I hope you guys like it! Also this was a bunch of requests put together so I won’t actually put them all up here.
warnings: none that I am aware of, pregnancy, brief mention of possible miscarriage, knowing me probably language at some point but I don’t think I actually put any in there.
“(Y/N)! This is the fourth door handle this week. Eventually Tony is going to question why we keep buying so many new ones!” Nat whisper yells at you from the floor as she replaces yet another door handle for you. “Or at least learn how to replace them yourselves!”
“Please Tony is so oblivious he didn’t even notice that I moved in for two weeks. And eventually I will tell Steve and he will probably fix them for me. I’m too lazy to actually learn how to do this. Besides in a few months Tony will probably have a robot who can do this for me.” You reply from your perch on the side of the bathtub”
Trixie and Shelagh have their first proper conversation in a while, and Shelagh realises just how much she has missed her friend.
For the wonderful @beatrix-franklin, whose fabulous essay on Shelagh and Trixie’s friendship motivated me to actually sit down and write this (go read it people!). I’m also gonna tag @swearronchanel, because if anyone loves Shelagh and Trixie’s friendship, its Gabby (and you should 100% go read her hilarious episode commentaries)
It’s the littlest things that make you miss a person; the scent of their perfume, the crisp click of their shoes on the kitchen floor, the wonderful way they always make their tea. But Shelagh hadn’t realised just how much she had missed all of these little things about Trixie until her friend was standing in front her again. Shelagh had had so much going on recently, so much to think about - looking after Angela, Thalidomide, this new baby - that she simply hadn’t had the time to miss things like the sound of Trixie’s tell-tale giggle, but now all of a sudden she was sitting at home with nothing to do but wait for the baby. All of a sudden, Trixie Franklin was knocking at Shelagh’s door, bustling in Shelagh’s kitchen cutting cake and making tea. And all of a sudden, Shelagh realised that she hadn’t truly seen her friend in a good while - she worked with Nurse Franklin at the clinic, sure, but Trixie? She had missed Trixie.
Note: And here’s day 3 of @prettyxlittlexwriter (whom I have to thank for all her help on this one) Sherlock VDay challenge! This time I’m back to my usual Sherlock x Reader with the prompt :
“I guess this makes you my Valentine.” I had quite a lot of fun to write it x) I also have to thanks Kevin, whom does not have a tumblr, for the wonderful plot idea.
If anyone of you wants to read more of these, or try the challenge with us, check for the tag #Sherlock VDay Challenge. There will be every kind of fics, from inserts to ships, both from 2 lists, a general one and a smutty one.
“Sherlock, you’re completely missing the point!”
“Psh, I can’t miss the point of something pointless John!”
The two men were sitting at Speedy’s, eating dinner (well actually, John was eating dinner and Sherlock simply waiting there with him since he wasn’t hungry) and, as usual, arguing about sentiment.
“Pointless?! Valentine’s day is the day we celebrate love all around the world, and unless you live as a hermit, you can’t ignore it.” Argued his friend.
“Yes I can. That’s what I’ve done my whole life and that’s what I’m planning to do for the rest of it.”
“All I’m saying is: it’s not a day you’re supposed to spend alone.”
“Oh John… People are boring, love is a nuisance for a detective like me and the whole purpose of Valentine’s day is to make money. How could you even be expecting me to do something?” his friend scoffed, shaking his head.
John sighed and went back to his dinner, trying to find a way to explain his point to his friend, but failing to find any valid argument. After a few minutes in complete and utterly awkward silence as Sherlock stared at the people in the restaurant, something came to his mind.
Something childish, unlike him, but what appeared to be his only chance to get his friend to see someone the 14th.
“I dare you to ask out the next person to walk in.” he said.
“What.” Sherlock gave him a surprised look.
“I. Dare. You. To. Ask. Out. The. Next. Bloody. Person. To. Walk. In.” repeated the doctor, insisting on each word.
“This is completely stupid why would I-”
“Because it’s a dare, Sherlock, and that’s how dares work.”
Sherlock stared at him, trying to decipher whether his friend was being serious or not. The door opened and entered an oh-so-familiar woman, who walked directly to the counter.
“That’s your cue Sherlock.”
The man turned to his friend and shook his head.
“That makes one more reason to ask her out, you’d rather not go with a random stranger would you?”
The other man groaned loudly and the door opened again, as a huge, stereotypical biker came in.
“Or you could go and ask him out.” Added John, motioning to the robust man.
“Or I could also simply choose to walk out of here instead.”
“Then I would ask both out for you and that, you can be sure will make you look like a coward.”
The detective shot him a death glare with his icy blue eyes and rose up, walking to the counter, where the two customers were waiting. He gulped and looked at the two of them, facing a hard choice. Would he rather be killed by an outraged Y/N or a cat-loving biker? He glanced at the door then to his friend. He didn’t really have a choice now did he… Sighing, he approached the biker, clearing his throat.
“Excuse me sir, please don’t read too much into this, you see my friend here dared me to ask you to be my valentine ” he tried, unsure.
“What?” the imposing man turned to him. “Do I look like a fairy to you?!”
Sherlock swallowed nervously. This was not going to end well.
“No sir, I’m sorry it’s just that my friend-”
“Yeah, your friend thought it would be funny eh? Well it won’t be as much when you’ll be in a hospital bed. I don’t like it when people make fun of me…”
And with that he punched Sherlock right on the face, knocking him on the ground, as the whole restaurant turned to them in shock. John was as white as a ghost, Y/N turned to the two men behind her wide eyed and the cashier let out a small yelp. The biker took Sherlock by the collar and tackled him against the counter, punching him several other times as the detective tried to get out of his grip and some customers to separate them. Kneeing his opponent in the right place, he pushed him away and rose his guard for the next blow, which came faster than he’d thought. The two men fell on the ground, still fighting, rolling over one another as everyone else was trying to stop them. At the tenth blow on his head, Sherlock lost consciousness.
The constant beeping of hospital’s instrument woke him up. He stared at the white ceiling for a moment, trying to recall how exactly he ended up there when Y/N’s voice answered his question.
“Fighting with a biker at Speedy’s? Sherlock, even for you this is a new level of stupid.” Sarcastically stated the woman, sitting on a chair beside him. “John was here about an hour ago. He wanted to apologize to you and cancel his date but I convinced him to do otherwise, you were the one to choose the biker after all.” She paused, “Am I really that of a terrible choice?”
He tried to chuckle a bit but only succeeded in wincing in pain.
“Yeah don’t move, you’ve got a concussion. Usually you shouldn’t have any visitors, but I’ve got my way around hospitals…. Why on Earth did John dare you to do this?”
“I said Valentine’s day was pointless, love a nuisance and people boring when he tried to convince me to spend the evening with someone.”
“And look where it got you now… Stuck in an hospital bed with only me for company.” She joked. “John did found a way to get you a date though…” she added, after a small pause. “Well considering an hospital is far from being the most romantic setting we could have wished for…”
“So I guess this makes you my Valentine then?”
“We could say so.” She chuckled.
He gave her a smile.
“Maybe it’s not as much of a bad thing as it sounds…” she added, “On the other hand, next year, try not to be in hospital this time…”
So I read somewhere that Jared (I think it was) said to wait 30 seconds after the end credits (or something to that effect). Also, I read that there are some old characters or something (I'm not really sure, it was a few days ago since I read it and I've slept since then). I was just wondering what do you think this means?
I seem to remember a lot of these “spoilers” going around actually refers to older finales? Not sure tho - can anyone help?
I believe @ibelieveinthelittletreetopper already covered this on her blog but I’m not sure what tag would be relevant!
Summary: Late one night, Dan stumbles across the blog phanfic and is captivated by the reality tag. He wonders, if these writers had access to a few more choice details about his and Phil’s relationship, just how close to reality could they get? He decides to find out.
Summary: Fifteen-year-old Melanie Ruso didn’t mean any harm; she just wanted Dan and Phil to be happy. That’s why she wrote them eighty-three phanfics. But what happens when, through some magical circumstances, she accidentally forces her idols to live out her fantasies?
Hiiiiii tagging here. tagged by @clairles (hiiiiii what’s up? :D)
Rules: answer these 85 statements and tag 20 people
1. drink: water 2. phone call: grandma 3. text message: "Yea sure what’s the name?” 4. song you listened to: My Chemical Romance’s Helena cover (Puddles Pity Party) 5. time you cried: yesterday 6. dated someone twice: Never had a date. 7. kissed someone and regretted it: Never kissed anyone :P 8. been cheated on: psssssssh if you say been cheated on food then yea probably 9. lost someone special: .. …..yea. 10. been depressed: yea 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: lol alcohol ain’t my thing much
3 FAVOURITE COLOURS 12. obsidian 13. cerulean 14. pearl white
IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU 15. made new friends: yea.. I think. 16. fallen out of love: hmmm. nah 17. laughed until you cried: yep 18. found out someone was talking about you: nope 19. met someone who changed you: yea :) 20. found out who your friends are: mhmm 21. kissed someone on your facebook list: pssssssssssssssh never.
GENERAL 22. how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: a lot. 23. do you have any pets: five dogs and three cats 24. do you want to change your name: ehhhh maybe 25. what did you do for your last birthday: thought about writing. But it was Christmas on that day so 26. what time did you wake up: 8am and then slept again until 1 pm 27. what were you doing at midnight last night: reading fanfics 28. name something you can’t wait for: hmmmm.. inspiration to write something better? 29. when was the last time you saw your mom: right now. 31. what are you listening to right now: nothing right now. 32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: if by person, no. if by dead cat (not a ghost, but body) yea. named him tom during our comparative anatomy class. 33. something that is getting on your nerves: overthinking over what I’m going to say, what I’m going to do, and everything, I guess…… 34. most visited website: archive of our own 35. hair colour: medium brown (that’s what the barber told me) 36. long or short hair: upper back length hair 37. do you have a crush on someone: … . . yea. 38. what do you like about yourself: I think a lot. 39. want any piercings: hmmmm yea. 40. blood type: B 41. nickname: Tin or Tintin 42. relationship status: single 43. zodiac: Capricorn 44. pronouns: she/her 45. favourite tv show: there’s a ton. so. yea. 46. tattoos: none sadly 47. right or left handed: right handed 48. surgery: nah 49. piercing: on my earlobes yea 50. sport: hmmm soccer I guess? but that was years ago? unless you count Wing Chun (martial arts) as one but I barely practice now. 51. vacation: where there’s nature. where I can actually take a picnic or write or read. 52. pair of trainers: dunno
MORE GENERAL 53. eating: anything and everything.. I have little problems and I don’t have allergies.. none that I know of. 54. drinking: anything, tbh. coffee, tea, and chocolate are some of my favs 55. im about to: write but I’m just- 56. waiting for: a sign. anything. 57. want: to know what I really want in life. 58. get married: PSSSSSH. 59. career: hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. I’m going for med school.I guess. that counts…
WHICH IS BETTER 60. hugs or kisses: I’m a cuddlebug 61. lips or eyes: eyes 62. shorter or taller: eh 63. older or younger: hmm 64. nice arms or nice stomach: eh 65. hook up or relationship: hmm. relationship 66. troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant
HAVE YOU EVER 67. kissed a stranger: psh never 68. drank hard liquor: nah 69. lost glasses/contact lenses: nah 70. turned someone down: nah 71. sex on the first date: psh never even went on a date. 72. broken someone’s heart: ……………………probably…………….. 73. had your heart broken: Yes. 74. been arrested: Never. 75. cried when someone died: Yes. 76. fallen for a friend:……………………………….a few times. Never ended well.
DO YOU BELIEVE IN 77. yourself: hmmm 78. miracles: eh 79. love at first sight: PSSSSH No. 80. santa claus: Nope. 81. kiss on the first date: Wow, this question isn’t relevant. 82. angels: hmmm. OTHER 83. current best friends name: Francie, Jiji, Gail. 84. eye colour: terra cotta 85. favorite movie: hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. None.
I would like to personally thank each and every one of you. For taking the time to read this story, sending me messages and asks, reblogging it and adding your own comments, and of course showing undying support and love.
What started as an idle thought by myself was brought to fruition thanks to @tranimation. I cannot thank you enough for the encouragement/suggestions!
Every time someone reblogged a chapter, I rushed to the post to read comments/tags. Some I even screenshotted and kept out of pure glee. Knowing my writing was making people actually cry was both shocking and exciting!
I have wanted to be a writer since I was seven, fell in love with Mary Pickford at thirteen and discovered Buster Keaton this year. Time, it seems, has no meaning when it comes to silent films. Every person who sent their love to this story showed me just how wonderful the silent film community truly is.
I will keep this Tumblr active, for anyone who still wishes to read the story. Feel free to message me at any time, here or on the new story, @mylittlevalentine. You are all stars.
Ten minute prompt: Rose and Ten go to a parallel universe where DW is a tv show, they read fanfiction about them
This basically developed into a one-shot instead of a ten minute prompt… Hope you enjoy!
“This can’t be right,” the Doctor said, his voice muffled from the screwdriver that was currently being held between his teeth.
One of his hands was toying with something on the top of the console and the other was furiously typing on a keyboard of some sort while he stared at a monitor.
Rose frowned and stepped up behind him to stare at the screen. The writing was in some sort of circular language that she’d seen before but couldn’t read so she just licked her lips in concern. “What’s wrong?”
He ran a hand through his hair and spoke again, this time causing the screwdriver to clatter to the grating, but he didn’t even seem to notice. “She’s saying we’re in a parallel universe. But that’s not remotely possible.”