yay i made something at last

I figured I’d post a quick progress pick. When I first started this journey I didn’t take a before pick, because (if I’m being honest) I didn’t think it would stick. But the picture on the left was one of my breaking points.
It was about 2 years ago and when I was at my heaviest. We were celebrating one of my best friends birthdays and I thought I looked pretty good, then she posted this picture. I broke down crying.

I didn’t realize I had gotten that large, yet I continued to eat whatever I felt like whenever I felt like. That was until my mom was diagnosed with cancer early last year. Thankfully the doctors discovered it in stage one and she fought through it and we discovered this January that she was officially cancer free! YAY
I digress. It made me realize that I needed to take better care of myself, because I know I have a higher chance of being diagnosed with cancer than others. So I started a 28 day challenge that became a two month challenge that become my weight loss journey.
The picture in the right is me when my friends and I went hiking in Providence Canyon in Georgia, something that the girl on the left would have never been able to do.
I’m so proud of how far I’ve come, and even though I still have a long way to go, it’s amazing to have motivation and encouragement from not only my loved ones but y'all, fitnation!
Here’s to an even fitter 2017!

Of A Love To Fly: Chapter Four

Authors Note: So chapter four! Yay…. I think. 

Anyways, enjoy!

Once more thanks to @eyeloch, @aceofstars16, @what-a-strange-little-star for reviewing and editing and ideas,

A cookie or some other fun reward to the first person to get the title reference.

Chapter Four: Everything Will Change

The surgery had lasted nearly a day, and while they had made Kanan eat something around dinner, they could not make him budge from his seat in the waiting room. Eventually Zeb gave up and went back to his bunk. Ezra stayed longer, but he too realized that it wasn’t going to make a difference. Instead, he went to the Ghost, returning to Kanan a few minutes later with a pillow and a blanket.

“Just don’t overdo it ok?”

That had been several hours ago. Kanan remained in his chair, unable to sleep. At least he was far more comfortable with the things Ezra brought. He sighed into his hands, unable to find peace currently. After Ezra’s initial speech he had calmed considerably, but Hera had been in there far too long. He tried to quell the panic that begin to rise within him, threatening to bubble over and cause him to do something terribly stupid. It didn’t help that no one had come out since the surgery began, but he figured it meant she was still fighting. He took a deep breath, reminding himself to listen to his apprentice.

Keep reading


4-23-17 | 61/100 Days of Productivity

23. What gets you out of bed in the morning?

School. Once my alarm rings, I wake up and freshen up for school because I do not want to look and feel like a zombie at 7 am :’DDD I got PE as my first class of the day, so feeling sluggish is the LAST thing I’d want to do in that class and the rest of my classes. Other than school, probably work? I work as a cashier at my mom’s mini mart on the weekends – good practice for work later on and I get some moola ヽ(〃・ω・)ノ

Made myself a lil something for the mythology book I’m reading in English; might have a test/quiz/something on the whole book tomorrow … yay? The pic on the right is a picture of a rose that my family and I recently grew - it’s finally blooming!!! Its petals are so pink and pretty ahhh

🎶 currently listening to : The Rain - Ladies’ Code


* John × Reader
* Hamiltime
* 37: don’t fucking touch me!
* Requested by anonymous

A/N: so here’s another one! I got two done in one night but I was without Internet or my computer so yeah…but now they’re up! Yay! So enjoy!

Word Count: 1.831


You huffed and pulled yourself to your full height. You needed to cross town and get to a store to pay for something your mother ordered. You hurried past the port which was full of red-coated soldiers. Those horrible soldiers lacked any manners and saw themselves entitled to whatever they wanted, be it food, drink, or women.

As you made it past you breathed a sigh of relief. Your relaxation didn’t last however, as you needed to cross the port once more to return home. As you hurried past you prayed to be unnoticed. Apparently your prayers were meant with indifference as a hand reached out and clamped down on your wrist and pulled. You stumbled toward the source of the pull and collided with a red coated chest.

“Well hello there.” A voice said. You looked up to find a soldier looking down at you. You knew no one would stand up to them. They were enforcers of the law and any action taken against them could result in jailing.

“Let go of me.” You said in the strongest voice you could muster. Unfortunately you were terrified and your voice wavered.

Keep reading

Oh my gosh, it’s been a hectic few weeks for me and I’m exhausted~ x_o;;;; Con drama, family drama, money drama~ Here’s a life lesson kiddos give up it’s an endless void of nothingness being an adult uh, work hard and you can achieve anything? Except sleep and a savings?

And in the past week since my internet went out, I’ve finally hit 30+ followers! You guys are so super awesome and I can’t wait to flip out when I hit 50+ ~~~

Anyhoo, thank God I managed to get these guys done last week, cause I’ve done absolutely nothing on my computer since my last update~

Yay copy-pasteables~

Keep reading

Replies :)

xxfall3nan9elxx replied to your photoset “And, let’s start the last bunch of Stardew Valley characters! Here’s…”

Now this is something I’ve always wanted to see. :D

Yay! I enjoyed making these characters ^^

elfpuddle reblogged your photoset and added:

Happy Easter!

Happy belated Easter to you too! :)

mackieblr replied to your photoset “As I promised, the second part is here! :) I made a lot of top-only…”

TF pantsless bottoms!

Yes ^^ I need to make more of them apparently! :D

alawren4ever replied to your photoset “I’m all about traditions, and one of them is that I make non-Eastery…”

Thank you for spoiling all of us! Happy Easter.

I happily spoil everyone! Happy belated Easter! ^^

Fuck? Pietro Maximoff Smut

Sequel to “well i saw you coming” 
sorry it took so long, and that its a shitty ending. But this is the first smut written on my new laptop. Yay for smut!

yebat’ menya= Fuck Me 
krasivaya devushka= pretty girl

“Fuck?” I questioned Pietro.

He nodded and spoke again. “Now another one”

He had been teaching me how to swear in Russian for the past half an hour and so far all I had gotten was the basics.

“Sooka” I managed to get the word out. “Bitch”

Pietro smiled at me, holding up his hands for a high five. “You are doing very well krasivaya devushka”

Our hands slapped together into out elaborate handshake. Something we made up on our last mission, which started off with a seven hour plane trip and ended thirteen hour scope. With not a lot to do, we distracted ourselves with the game ‘slaps’ which turned it into an ‘super secret hand shake’.

With a final slap on our forearms, ending the hand shake I pressed my chest against his, kissing him with a force I had not intended to.  His lips were warm and mouth tasted of my lip balm he had borrowed mixed with some sports drink he had drank earlier. Pietro slowly moved his hands towards my hips, the pressure of his touch only light.

“Can i teach you one more thing?” he asked, pressing soft kisses along my cheeks.

I nodded, feeling his lips turn up into a smile.

“yebat’ menya” The words rolled of his tongue before he pulled me into another kiss.

We pulled away, each desperate for a breath. Through pants, i repeated the word although butchering it terribly. Pietro laughed, repeating the word slower, as if that could help me say it better.

A couple more times, and i had the word although it was still foreign on my American tongue but it was the fact that i tried that hopefully made Pietro happy.

“Say it again” He instructed, pushing my hair behind my ear.

His demeanor had changed, it was something more X-rated.  What did he have me say? Was he that easily turned on?

Judging by the sudden boldness of him attaching his mouth to my neck and the not so subtle grinding against my thigh  my question was answered.

I repeated the words, Pietro shifting so I was now sitting directly on his lap. His hands on my butt, holding on.

“Again” he demanded.

Following his request, I spoke again felling him push harder into me but he wanted me to take control this time. He hadn’t rolled us over yet because he wanted me to decide what would happen next. He wanted me to control the amount of time it took to get him coming.

I could feel my own stomach muscles tightening, with each push into my crotch, it felt closer and better.

Pietro threw his head back, muttering in Russian and  letting me do all the work. His eyes were closed tightly, chest heaving and sweat had formed on his forehead. His silver hair now stuck to his skin, and his mouth opened up. Shallow breaths and deep moans coming from him as he continued to thrust against me.

“Dont stop krasivaya devushka ” he whined, his movement becoming more frantic.

“Say it in english” I pleaded, feeling my own stomach muscles tighten.

If one of us was going to come so would the other, ain’t none of this others before yourself shit here.

Pietro groaned again, grabbing onto one of my hands and moving it to his hair. He pulled my face back to his, his tongue slipping over my lips and teeth biting down on my bottom one. His hands went up my shirt, gripping onto my back to hold me against him. Each noise and breath that came out of him was desperate.

“Pretty girl. You are my pretty girl” He managed to choke out before his hips, snapped up against my own and he lost it. A strangled groan ripped from his throat, his chest heaving as he tried to breath but i didn’t seem to be working. Sweaty and  panting, with eyes closed and lips rushing out Sokovian curse words.

I came a few seconds later, after having him look me in the eyes and feel his hands push me up against his crotch. i shivered, repeating his name over and over again until I collapsed on his chest.

Once we both caught our breath, he took my hands in his face and pressed a kiss to my forehead.

“You are such a pretty girl” his voice thick and accent strong. “you look so pretty when you come”

Cameron Dallas - Different

Request:  hey:) can you do an imagine where y/n is good friends with the boys but she is very insecure because she is a little chubby and Cam has a crush on her and the boys tease him about it but y/n don’t believe them because of her insecurity. And yeah in the end they’ll come somehow 2gether or something like that :D Thanks <3 and btw love your blog:)


I was so fucking nervous. It had been a few weeks since I last seen Cameron and the mean time I started a new diet and I was wondering if he will notice it. I had a huge crush on him, but I knew I wasn’t his type, I had struggles with my weight and I thought he would never look at me like a girlfriend material.

“Yay, you made it!” Aaron hugged me as I arrived.

“Of course! You know I wouldn’t miss hanging out with you!”

I had been friends with the boys for a while and from time to time I hang out with them. This time it was Nash, Hayes, Matt, Cameron and Gilinsky who had a free afternoon to hang out.

Everyone was there by the time I arrived. I hugged each of them and when I saw Cam I felt my heart-beating speed up.

“Hey Cam,” I said smiling at him as we hugged.

“Hey, I missed you!”

“Aw, look at them! Aren’t they cute?” I heard Nash say we turned to him and I saw that all of them were looking at us.

“Okay, that’s enough!” Cam said laughing awkwardly. I was so sure he was saying this because he didn’t want to get involved in anything with me. But that was okay, I was used to it.

We agreed on watching a movie. The couch were a bit too little for us, so it was a bit crowded I was sitting at the end of it next to Cam.

“Do you have enough space?” he asked smiling at me. He freed his arm from between us and then put it behind me.

“Woah, guys, didn’t know it was a romantic movie night!” Aaron said looking at us.

“I emailed you, you didn’t get it?” Cam replied sarcastically. It was funny how they joked around with us, but they didn’t know these were things that I was wishing for to happen in real life.

It was so good to sit this close to him, I even could feel his heart beating. I barely could focus on the movie anymore. After a while I felt too awkward sitting there, next to him.

“Uhm, I’m gonna go and get some fresh air,” I said and before they could ask anything I walked out to the kitchen.

Earlier it wasn’t that hard to be around him, but with the boys teasing us and him being physically close to me was a bit too much at once.

I sat down to a chair and tried to pull my shit together, when he came in.

“Is everything okay?” he asked sitting next to me.

“Yeah, I just… ate too much popcorn,” I lied.

“Y/N, you didn’t even eat from it,” he said raising one of his eyebrows at me. I couldn’t believe he noticed it! “Are you on a diet or something?”

“Uh why?” I asked feeling so awkward that I was talking about something like this with him.

“You look… different,” he said.

This word, different sounded so… hurtful. I wasn’t expecting it from him and it was awful. I felt offended.

“Yeah, you know, I started to do this for someone, but obviously it doesn’t matter.” I said suddenly feeling so angry and sad at the same time.

“What do you mean?” he asked furrowing his eyebrows at me. I sighed, giving it up. I was tired and reached the point where I didn’t care anymore if he liked me back or not.

“Cam, I started it because of you.”

“What?” he asked with wide eyes.

“I really like you and I thought you would notice me if I, I don’t know, lose some weight.”

I wanted to tell him this a long time ago, but now I felt it was time for it.

“Wait you mean you like me?” he asked looking surprised.

“Yeah,” I said shrugging.

“I can’t believe it,” he laughed which made me feel even worse.

“Yeah, I know, it’s hilarious,” I frowned turning away from him but then he grabbed my hand and turned me back.

“No, I didn’t mean it like that.”

“Then how did you mean it? Tell me Cameron! Because this conversation just made me feel like I-“ And with that made me shut up in the best way. With kissing me.

I melted into his lips immediately as I felt his mouth on mine. He put his hands around me and pulled me close to him. I put my hands onto his cheeks and wished this moment never ended. He kissed me again and again, our tongues met from time to time and I felt like the happiest person alive.

When we eventually pulled away he kissed my cheek and then looked at me in the eyes.

“I’m glad you like me because I like you too, a lot,” he said smiling down at me.

“You do?”

“Yes, didn’t you notice how the guys were teasing me when I was around you?” he laughed.

“Yes, but I thought they were just joking.”

“No, they knew how much I like you and took advantage of it,” he said rolling his eyes. “But was it true that you started a diet because of me?”

“Uhm, yes,” I admitted. “I wanted to look better so you would notice me,” I said keeping my eyes down. But then he lifted my chin and looked at my eyes.

“I think you look beautiful either way. Don’t torture yourself.”

It was so good to hear it from him, I felt so happy.

“Okay,” I said blushing.

“Good. Now come on, we will miss the movie. And you will sit on my lap after this, and I don’t want you to protest. I’m the boss here.”

I laughed at him, but I didn’t try to argue with him.

“Okay, boss, I get it.”

anonymous asked:

Marie... I heard your last assignment didn't go well. I made you a scarf... A-And I tried to bake you something. Do you need a hug...? (badlydrawnmirandalotto)

@badlydrawnmirandalotto thank you miranda, i owe you something back. if you need anything, know that i am here

Silence hung over the pair as Shiro continued to smile at a stunned Keith. It wasn’t until Shiro shifted his leg slightly did Keith finally say something.

“Shiro…I- “he uttered, however his words were cut short as Shiro’s smile twisted into a pained grimace.

And then, the tears Shiro had been desperately trying to hold back finally flowed out.

Shiro forcefully buried his head into Keith’s chest, attempting to hug him as tightly as he could, but the strength had left his arms. He wanted to hide his pain, but he could no longer do so.

Shiro wept hard into Keith’s chest, breaking through the sobs to wheeze “I don’t want to leave…” over and over again. Keith sat there more frozen than before, staring at the top of his head. Keith had tried to ignore the reality of the situation by focusing on his own pain, but in doing so, he had caused more; more pain in the one person he never wanted to hurt.

He was scared. And Keith finally realised how much so.

Shiro’s anguish and fear washed over him like a blanket of torment that he had caused. Shiro needed him more than ever, but all he had been greeted with was anger and his own selfish rage – which needed to change before it was too late.




Keith reached up and held his trembling head, quietly reassuring him.

He had intended to help, but the comforting only made Shiro more distraught.


“Don’t worry, I’ll find you again…”

Keith said in a soft voice, pulling Shiro’s head close.


I’m sorry this is so late D: I’ve been really sick over the last couple of days and have been struggling to get it done in time :( sheith week is gonna end up going on longer for me I feel XD

These descriptions are getting longer and longer and sadder and sadder, BUT ON THE PLUS SIDE I GOT TO DRAW SOMETHING THAT WASN’T ANGST IT’S JUST HAPPY SAD YAY (ノಥ,_ಥ)ノ彡┻━┻

Day 4: Flashback/Reality

Ty again :)


❋ Castihalo’s Best of 2016 ❋

After wanting to create a compilation of my art for a while now, it’s finally here!! I’ve made a lot of other artwork since the past one year and choosing only twelve among many others was like choosing a favorite child but I eventually managed to do it!! (•̀o•́)ง✧

I noticed that I’ve been playing a lot with colors (mostly with pink and purple, sure, but colors nonetheless) this year - something that I never dared to do last year, so yay for progress! Thank you so much for all the support I received this year and I look forward to making more art next year!! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ


Happy 33rd birthday, Concert Master MJ!   お誕生日おめでとう、J!

Blessed with your thanks,
so thanks and many blessings in return, Jun-kun!


Hey babes! I have never done a faves page before and I reached one of my goals a while back so I thought why not!

  ✰ Rules ✰

  • Mbf me (you have a 1% chance if you don’t hehe)
  • Must reblog this, likes only to bookmark

★ Perks ★

  • A new friend (can you guess who?)
  • A spot on my faves page and blog 
  • Promos whenever you want (up to 4 a week)
  • I will reblog all your cute selfies and pics :-)
  • New followers

✰ Higher chance ✰

  • Follow my insta here, then msg me your username
  • Reblog this 9925737853 times to get noticed
  • Reblog something from my mine page here
  • Talk to me! I luvvvv getting msgs and making new friends! ✨

★ Other ★

  • I will be picking 15 blogs when I’m happy with the notes 
  • She made the banner (not my photo)
  • All blog styles welcome 

Yay, thats all! Get reblogging so I don’t look like a loser hehe


Dreams Come True; Chapter 2: My Secret Wish

By: Kelley M. (ghostgirlninja1122)

With help from: throughthejoyandthroughthetears


Hello once again, mis amigos! I’M SO HAPPY YOU ALL LIKED THE FIRST CHAPTER TO MY STORY!! YOU ARE ALL THE BEST! So I decided to post Chapter 2 right after the first! Enjoy!


Marinette’s alarm went off at 7:00 am. She let out a groan as she reluctantly hit the “off button”. She sat up and stretched, still drained from yesterday. But soon a smile crept across her face. It was Saturday, the day of the trip! She got to spend two whole days with Adrien! She smiled so hard her cheeks began to hurt. She grabbed her pillow and began to squeal into it. Tikki was awoken by the sound of Marinette’s squealing. She floated next to Marinette, attempting to calm her down.

“Hey, Marinette,” she started, “are you ready for today?”

Marinette pit down her pillow, still grinning from ear to ear. “Oh, Tikki, I’m so excited! But I’m nervous, too.” Her smile slowly faded. “What am I going to say? What if I make a complete fool of myself? Oh, no Tikki, so many things can go wrong this weekend!” Marinette put her pillow up to her face again and laid flat on her back again.

“Marinette, you’ll be fine!” Marinette removed the pillow from her face and looked up at her kwami floating above her. “You heard Alya! She’s gonna help you this weekend, and so will I. We believe in you!”

Marinette smiled again, cupping Tikki in her hand and kissing her head. She finally got out of bed and went to her closet to get dressed. She was able to finish all of her homework and pack her luggage last night after her patrol, but she was drained. She decided she would sleep for a little bit on the bus so she would enough energy to get through the day. After breakfast, she asked her parents if she could take a few cookies as a snack for the long bus ride. Of course they weren’t for her, they were Tikki, just in case of an emergency. Her parents also gave her some money for souvenirs and extra things she might want to get. Marinette kissed her mom and dad goodbye and began walking to school, carrying her luggage behind her. School wasn’t far from where Marinette lived, so she arrived in front of the school at 8:45 am, 15 minutes before the bus is scheduled to leave. Most of her class was already there; she saw Alix, Kim, Nino…and Adrien.She started blushing again as she saw Alya waving her over.

Ok Marinette, she began thinking to herself, this is it. Be cool. You got this. You’re Ladybug, after all. Just be as confident as her. You can do this, you can do this, you…

Her inner monologue was interrupted when she tripped over one of her classmate’s bags, completely losing her balance. She felt like she was falling in slow motion and everything around her seem to freeze. She closed her eyes, waiting to hit the ground. But she never did. She felt someone’s hand grab her arms, preventing her impact. The hands pulled her up and she looked up to see who caught her. It was Adrien, smiling awkwardly as he pulled her up.

“Marinette, are you ok?” he asked her, his hands still on her arms. Marinette could only stare, and it was a good few seconds before she could bring herself to respond.

“Y…yes. I’m…I’m fine,” she stuttered. “You…uh, have amazing reflexes.” Amazing reflexes?! Is that all you can say?! She wanted to smack herself in the forehead, curl up in a ball and disappear forever.

Adrien finally let go of Marinette and started rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah, I’ve been told that! It’s an instinct, I guess.” He started to giggle awkwardly and she joined him. Alya rushed over to make sure her friend was ok. Marinette reassured her that she was fine and started to giggle again. A few minutes later, their teacher began talking.

“Alright class,” she began, “it looks like everybody is here on time. All of you can now put your luggage under the bus.” The students did as they were told and put their bags in the storage space beneath the bus. “Now, line up in front of the bus so I can give you all wristbands and four meal tickets. These tickets are good for getting lunch and dinner at most restaurants inside the parks. We will be eating breakfast together tomorrow at the hotel before we go to the park. Make sure you don’t lose these, otherwise you have to pay for your own food.”

The students lined up to get their wristbands as they waited to board the bus. One by one, the students piled into the bus, most moving towards the back. Marinette chose a window seat near the front of the bus while Alya sat next to her. Nino and Adrien sat directly behind the girls, much to Marinette’s delight. Once everyone was on the bus, the teacher took roll just to make sure that everyone was present. After all the names were called, the bus began to move. They were officially on their way to Disneyland Paris!

“Once last thing,” the teacher began again, “we’re going to the hotel first so that we can put all of our luggage in our rooms. Two people are in each room, so you have your own bed. Make sure you have everything you need before we head to the park. Ok, I’ll leave you alone now.”

The students began to talk again. It was fairly quiet, since everyone was still a little tired. Alya smiled and tapped Marinette on the shoulder. She turned her head, wondering what her friend could want. Alya pulled something a flat piece of paper out of her pocket, but opened it up to reveal something bigger.

“Look what I made last night!” Alya said excitedly. “A Cootie Catcher!”

Marinette rolled her eyes playfully. “A Cootie Catcher? Seriously Alya? What are we, 12?”

“C’mon! Humor me! I made it specifically for you!” Alya pouted slightly, looking at Marinette with big puppy dog eyes.

“Fine, I’ll play it once. That’s it.” Marinette responded.

“Yay!” Alya said cheerfully. “Ok, now pick a color! Red, Green, Blue, or Yellow?”

“Green!” Marinette said almost immediately. “That’s his eye color.”

“G-R-E-E-N” Alya spelled out as she shuffled the paper in her hands. “Ok, now for numbers! 2, 8, 5, or 3?”

“Let’s go with 3.” Marinette continued.

“1-2-3! Last one! 7, 4, 1, or 6?” Alya questioned.

“Hmm…7! It’s a luck number, I suppose,” Marinette giggled.

Alya lifted up the paper slip the read 7 and began to read what was written under it. “You’ll marry Adrien, live in an apartment, have two dogs…”

Alya never got to finish because Marinette through her hands over her mouth. “SHHH!” she commanded, whispering. “He’s sitting right behind us! He’ll here you and my life will be ruined!”

Alay chuckled lightly. “I’m sorry, Mari. I just wanted to give you an insight to your future, ha-ha.”

Marinette pushed her away gently. “Hey, I think I’m gonna take a little nap. Can you wake me up when we get to the hotel?”

“Sure thing,” Alya said, giving Marinette a thumbs up.

Marinette closed her eyes and leaned her head against the window, slowly drifting off to sleep.


Half an hour passed and Marinette was fast asleep Alya could hear her light breathing and saw the window fog up ever so slightly when she let out a breath. All of a sudden, Alya started to form a plan in her mind. She smiled evilly and she turned around to face Adrien who was listening to is music. He took out an earbud when he noticed Alya looking directly at him.

“Hey Adrien,” she said sweetly, “I was wondering…could you trade me seats for a little bit. I’m getting cold under this fan.”

Adrien blinked, slightly confused, and then responded. “Oh…yeah, sure.” Both students stood and switched their seating arrangements. Adrien sat down, trying not to disturb the girl next to her. He put his other earbud in his other ear and continued listening to his music.

Nino was staring at Alya, very confused as to what she was up to. “Alay, why did you switch seats? And don’t tell me it was because you’re cold, I know that was a lie. You just wanted to sit next me, right?” Nino cackled.

Alya rolled her eyes. “No, doofus!” she whispered. “I wanted to give Marinette a surprise when she wakes up.”

“Well, aren’t you sneaky,” Nino commented. “Now I want to see how this plays out.”

Alya and Nino sat quietly behind Adrien and Marinette, waiting. About 5 minutes passed without any incident. They were becoming impatient. Nino winked at Alya, signaling he was going to help things along. He reached his hand over the seat in front of him and began to shake Marinette gently. Marinette moaned lightly as Nino pulled his hand away. She didn’t wake, but she shifted her head that ended up on Adrien’s shoulder. Alya started ginning ear to ear, praying that Marinette would wake up soon.

Adrien jumped a little, looking at Marinette. He was about to shake her, but put his arm back down. Wow, he thought, Marinette looks so peaceful. And cute. Wait…did I just think that? He started to blush. Adrien actually never took a good look at Marinette before. They’ve talked before, but he never had a real conversation with her. She was just this quiet, shy girl that sat behind him in their class. Her designing was also good, she did win the bowler hat competition, after all. He decided to let her sleep. He smiled as he himself drifted off to sleep.


It was 10:15 am, the bus finally pulled up to the hotel. It was finally time to wake Marinette and Adrien up. Alya shook Adrien from behind. “Adrien.” No response. She shook harder. “Adrien, wake up, we’re here.”

Adrien opened his eyes slowly and shifted in his seat. Adrien took out his earbuds and put them in his pocket. He yawned and went to stretch his arms, when he remembered that Marinette was sleeping on his shoulder.  He figured he should wake her up. “Hey, Marinette,” he spoke softly as he gently shook her, “we’re at the hotel. It’s time to wake up.”

Marinette let out a small moan, slowly opening her eyes. She looked up, only to see the face of her crush smiling down at her. Marinette jumped, gasping as she threw her body to the other side of the seat. Her heart was racing a million miles per hour and her mind was filled with so many questions. Adrien?! How? Why? How long was I asleep? Why was he sitting next to me? Oh God, I hope I didn’t drool on him!

“I’m sorry,” Adrien apologized as he rubbed the back of his neck, “I didn’t mean to startle you. I just wanted to let you know we were at the hotel.”

Marinette tried to slow her breathing. “Thank you…Adrien. I didn’t…I didn’t mean to freak out like that. You…just caught me off guard. I thought Alya was sitting next to me.”

“Oh, Alya said she was cold sitting here and she asked me to switch seats.” He gestured his hand to Alya sitting behind him, staring down at Marinette. She shot her a glaring look as she adjusted herself in her seat. Alya only giggled.

Oh, she is going to pay, Marinette thought angrily. “I’m so sorry I slept on you,” she said softly turning back to Adrien.

“There’s no need to apologize. You looked really peaceful and I didn’t want to disturb you.”

Both of them chuckled lightly until the teacher began to speak. “Ok, class, we’re at the hotel. We’ll check in to our rooms, and leave again around 10:45 am. We should be in the park by 11:00. Follow me, everyone.”

The students all filed out of the bus and followed their teacher into the hotel. All of the students were given their room keys. Marinette and Alya’s room was and the second floor, room 233. They unlocked the door and put their luggage on the bed. It was then Marinette proceeded to yell at her friend.

“I hate you so much!” she yelled. “How could you do that to me?! I thought we were friends!”

“Oh, c’mon,” Alya joked. “You know you love me! You know, Adrien could have woken you up when you fell on his shoulder, but he didn’t! He actually ended up falling asleep himself!

Marinette blushed once again. “Really?”

“Really. And I promise I’ll never do that you again,” she said as she crossed her heart.

“You better not.” Marinette and Alya unpacked everything in their suitcase then proceeded to go to the lobby where the class was going to meet. Once everyone was there, they all got onto the bus and continued their trip to Disneyland Paris. This trip might be a complete disaster after all.


The end of Chapter 2! I promise things will pick up in the later chapters, I just wanted some fluff! Thank you so much for your support on this story! Almost 150 notes on the first chapter?! Wow! I would also like to thank guess-i-have-to-go-model-now for letting me use her “Long Bus Ride” comic in my story. I altered it a bit, but the original idea came from them. I love you all!!

EDIT: I forgot to add the link to Chapter 1: Lucky Me

Mystic Messenger vs. Other Otome Games

Normally, if I take for a comparison a good-written otome, you kill it in one go, suffering along the way, but this way you at least recover from emotional drain faster.

Since Mystic Messenger practically interferes with my time for months now, I doubt I’ll ever really recover from its impact on me. And because every route takes practically more than two weeks of your life (if you go for bad ends along the way) it has a tendency to grow on you.

So basically the difference is that normally the span of fan love for these games goes like that:

• You play
• You get interested
• Congrats, you’re an emotional wreck
• You finish everything in one go because you got attached to characters/world/whatever
• Now get over it, it’s over

Mystic Messenger goes like this though:

• Hey, there is a chat with pretty boys (and a girl), have fun~
• Quick, no time to explain, take these memes, cats and Zen’s selfies.
And you probably want to keep last two apart from each other, just sayin’
• Okay, about what we said earlier… This thing miiiight have more to it that you we’re initially warned you about, but not time for you to worry about that… yet.
• Btw, it’s about time you branch out to somebody
• Hopefully you’re okay with heart wrecking drama though.
• Oh, you fell in love? Too bad, it’s plot development time!~
• Do your best to stay sane and figure out how to manage the situation through your words.
• And… make sure you’re awake at 3 am while you’re at it. Menz will tell you to sleep but remember: they don’t mean it. They just love it when you’re sleepless at 3 a.m.
That’s where shit gets real, hon
• You still here? Amazing! We should show you how much we care for your well-being. DID YOU EAT? YOU SHOULD EAT AND WE’LL REMIND YOU TO DO THAT EVERY TIME WE HAVE THE CHANCE SEE WE CARE
• By this time you should learn that chips and energy drinks are a combination of gods (I know I did I regret nothing)
• What’s with those bags under your eyes? And… Why are you sobbing?
He/she is a good person and deserves better?
• Well, proceed to good end then, that’s what you’re here for after all
• Oh, you missed too many chats at night and got a bad end.
And now you’re even worse than before. Oops.
• Wipe that snot off your face, take your time and… repeat last few days to change something
• Yay, you got an anticlimactically abrupt ending! Pat yourself on your back, you made it despite your sleep deprivation!
• Now you can sleep off all your sleepless nights… or go for another route and sell your soul to Mystic Messenger hell while you’re at it.
…You already know what you’re gonna choose, don’t you?

Noragami Volume 15 Comparisons

Got my official English version of Noragami 15 today, and I like to compare how I translated something vs. how the official translation did it.  Sometimes I prefer mine, and sometimes I read the book and think, “Oh, yeah, that way sounds better”.

But this volume in particular I was eager to see since this is where it’s finally dropped that “hafuri” has two meanings.  Since the official English translation had already gone with “blessed” for that, I was really curious to see what they’d do with it.

That is an admittedly clever save, I’ll give them that.

This is also the volume where English readers are officially introduced to Sparky the Zap Dragon and his master Takemyzucchini.  Both of them have very old-timey grammar styles and their dialogue is an endless source of headaches for me, so I was really hoping that the official translation read similarly to mine.  It was comparable for the most part, except for this line that I’d been completely unsure about since I first wrote it because it made no sense:

Yeah, so, I’d translated that last line as “so as not to protect its master”, because the “protect” word in the original line is very plainly negated.  There are some grammatical forms in Japanese that use negatives when the intent is still positive, such as the “shika nai” form and the “nakereba/kya naranai” form (yay, double-negatives, but the final negative is often dropped and merely implied).  But the “tame ni” form wasn’t one of them as far as I knew.  That line never sat right with me, but I didn’t want to assume anything in case something came up explaining it later.

Buuuut, it turns out that the form [negative] + “ga tame ni” is an old-timey formal version of the modern “tame ni” form that takes the positive.  Sort of like the English form of “shall we not go somewhere more sophisticated?”  The verb is negative, but the intent is positive.  So my translation was in fact reversed from what it should have been.  Correct your theories accordingly.

Perks of being aro

Because somehow the last post I made about this got lost so here’s a new one, yay!

  • you save so much money on valentines day. like wow go buy a puppy or something with all that money!
  • no messy breakups (glad I avoided that one)
  • think of all the puns!
  • but seriously, all the puns holy shit
  • if someone insults you, you can just shoot an arrow at them, ya know, because you’re aro! (I’m kidding please don’t go shooting people with arrows that’s not good ok)
  • you don’t have to worry about finding “the one” because you already found “the one”, and it’s pizza
  • no one’s gonna steal your pizza anymore
  • or your puppy
  • green is your official color, and come on everyone loves green, it’s just a fact of life ok, just go along with it
  • you won’t have to label your food because you know it is safe with you and no one’s gonna steal it (I’m looking at you, Billy)

so yeah there are so many amazing things about being aro that you should never feel as if it’s a bad thing for you to be this way, because you are you and that is fabulous so yeah *throws green confetti*