you are really something special

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"...digger, listener, runner, prince with the swift warning. Be cunning and full of tricks and your people shall never be destroyed.”


― Richard Adams, Watership Down

Being a part of this fandom has been something really special to me. Thank you for everything and I can’t wait to share a last hoorah with you guys :’)

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otp aesthetics ♡ princess rhaenys  x robb stark // asoiaf

for @sansaregina who i know has a soft spot for them

SKAMS04E10 Clip 2 - Penetrator Chris

CHRIS: Hey.

EVA: Hey. Did you sleep well?

CHRIS: Mhm.

EVA: Mhm.

CHRIS: I just dreamt something fucked up.

EVA: Yeah, what?

CHRIS: I dreamt that I was at my old elementary school. And we were eating lunch outside, me and Caroline, who was my girlfriend in fourth grade and then you were walking past and I was like “Wow, damn”! And then I walked up to you and I was like “Hey, do you wanna date me?” in front of Caroline.

EVA: What did I say?

CHRIS: You said yes, of course.

EVA: Yes? Of course? Okay?

CHRIS: And that’s supposed to mean…?

EVA: That we’re never going to be together.

CHRIS: Why not?

EVA: Why? Because..

CHRIS: Because?

EVA: Because you.. are..

CHRIS: I am? What am I?

EVA: A cheating fuckboy.

CHRIS: Ouch..

EVA: Hi, Vilde.

VILDE: Hi, what are you doing?

EVA: Nothing in particular…

VILDE: Listen, I wanted to do something nice for Sana at that Eid-celebration, to show her how much we love her.

EVA: Yes! We can do that!

VILDE: So I’ve read a bit about Eid and it’s common to give gifts, but it’s often just to kids and money and stuff, and it’d be a bit weird to give her money. I wanna give her something really special, so do you have any ideas?

EVA: Uhm… No, I don’t know, but we should probably ask someone for some advice, maybe someone who knows more than us,

VILDE: Yeah, I agree. We’ll ask a Muslim.

EVA: Hey, but listen, maybe I’ll call you up a bit later or something?

VILDE: Okayyy!

EVA: Okayyy, bye! Where were we?

CHRIS: We were talking about if we’re going to get together.

EVA: I don’t think so..

CHRIS: You don’t? Because I think you may want to.

EVA: Nooo..

CHRIS: You sure?

EVA: Yes, I’m sure.

CHRIS: Totally sure?

EVA: Yes, very.

MOM: Eva?

EVA: Hide!

CHRIS: Why?

MOM: Hi!

EVA: Hi..

MOM: Oh, I’m sorry! Uhm..

EVA: Uhm.. I have company.

MOM: Yes.

EVA: Uhm.. This is..

CHRIS: Hey! Chris.

MOM: Hi. Chris.

CHRIS: Is your name also Chris?

MOM: Yeah, no, my name is Anne Marit.

CHRIS: Oh, okay. That makes sense.

MOM: Yes.

EVA: Yes.

MOM: I’m sorry for just.. I didn’t know Eva had a boyfriend.

EVA: We’re not together.

CHRIS: Yet.

MOM: Yes, but that’s.. You’ll figure that out.. Okay.

EVA: Oh my God.

CHRIS: Oh, well.

EVA: Why did you stand up?

CHRIS: I had to introduce myself. I was raised well. You have to say hi to people.

EVA: You could’ve introduce yourself another time!

married part 6- h.s imagine

you can read the previous part here

Harry smiled as he looked down at his mom on her wedding day as they were swaying back and forth on the dance floor. Anne smiled at her son but couldn’t help but notice that Harry’s eyes would glance over to his beautiful best friend sitting down at a table. She noticed whenever they caught each other’s gaze, they would blush and look away. “Harry” Anne spoke up, interrupting Harry’s staring. “Yes, mum?” Harry asked, his eyebrows quirking up. Anne smiled and placed her hand on his cheek. “Promise me that you’ll marry that girl someday.” Harry looked back over towards you. You had your hand placed over your mouth as you laughed at something his little cousin told you. Harry smiled and looked down before he looked into his mother’s eyes. “I promise.”

Growing up, you always thought having the “perfect ending” and “finding the one” was a total cliche. Whenever your friends described kissing their significant other, they would always describe the feeling of being on top of the world. You never believed that you would find someone who would be able to give you that feeling. You never believed that someone’s lips would be able to give you that much reassurance.

Until Harry kissed you.

As Harry’s lips met yours, you finally knew what everyone was talking about. Kissing Harry made you feel like you could take on the world. This kiss alone made you feel like all your worries and all your stress suddenly vanished into thin air. Kissing Harry felt right.

Slowly, you wrapped your arms around Harry’s neck as you kissed him back. You could feel Harry’s lips quirking into a smile as he kissed you. He wrapped his arms around your waist, trying to pull you closer as if he couldn’t bare to have you and further away from him.

When Harry kissed you, his best friend, he felt sparks. His lips felt like they were on fire. Never has he ever felt this way whenever he kissed Kimberly. It was in this kiss Harry knew that you were it for him. It was in this kiss did he realize just how in love with you he was.

What felt like an eternity, you finally pulled away. Both you and Harry were panting from the kiss. With closed eyes, Harry smiled as he rested his forehead against yours. A moment of silence passed between the two of you before Harry finally spoke up, “I can’t believe I waited so long to do that.”

You stepped out of Harry’s hold, wrapping your arms around yourself, suddenly feeing so ashamed. You shook your head as you whispered, “That was wrong, Harry.” As much as you loved the kiss and no matter how magical it felt, you were with Lucas and until the divorce was final, Harry was still married. You could literally see all the color from Harry’s face drain. You could see nothing but horror on his face as he backed into the wall behind him. You watched as his eyes took you in. It was like he was trying to understand the million thoughts going through your mind. You avoided eye contact with him as you stared at the ground, your eyes welling up with tears once again.

Suddenly Harry whispered, “But I love you, Y/N.”

You placed your hand over your mouth as you tried to choke back a sob that was trying to rip its way out of your body.

Harry slowly stepped closer to you. “It’s been a year since you told me you loved me, Y/N. Please, I need to hear you say it again. Please.”

When Harry was met with silence, he wiped his eyes. He looked down at his fidgeting fingers. “Do you still love me, Y/N?”

You looked up at Harry. As much as you wanted to scream out how much of an idiot he was and that of course you still loved him, you couldn’t. As much as you wanted to tell him that you don’t think you’ll ever stop loving him, you didn’t. Instead you said something you instantly regretted, “I fell in love with Lucas.”

You watched as Harry gasp for air. You watched as he placed his hand over where his heart was as if you actually broke it in pieces. You sniffed before you whispered, “I’m sorry, H.” Quickly, you walked back into the restaurant.

Harry placed his head in his hands as he dropped down to the floor. He brought his knees up to his chest as he cried the hardest he’s ever cried. Not giving a flying fuck who saw. Harry felt broken. Not only did he miss the opportunity to be with the love of his life, he lost his best friend.


You stared down at your lap as you sat in a silent uber with Lucas. Lucas was staring out of the window, not daring to say a word. He didn’t have to see Harry but he knew he was there tonight. He also knew that he was the reason why you had tear stained cheeks. Lucas glanced at you before he sighed. He took your hand in his. “Y/N? Do you want to talk about what happened tonight?”

You looked down at Lucas’s hand holding yours. You couldn’t help but think about how you felt absolutely nothing for this sweet man in front of you. You tried so hard to think about spending a future with Lucas. You thought Lucas was your chance of finally being happy. But after seeing Harry? After kissing Harry? You knew what you had to. You looked up at Lucas’s eyes filled with nothing but concern. You sighed before you whispered, “I can’t be with you anymore, Lucas.”

Lucas let go of your hand. Staring at his lap, he let out an, “Oh.” You shook your head as you inched closer to him. You placed your hand on his knee. “I can’t be the girl you need, Lucas. You’re so sweet and so caring. I don’t deserve you.”

Lucas nodded as he placed his hand on top of yours. “It’s okay, Y/N. I understand.” You leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Suddenly the car pulled in front of your apartment building. You thanked the uber driver and said a goodbye to Lucas before you got out of the car. You started to walk inside until Lucas called out your name. He had the window rolled down as he said, “I hope you get your happy ending with him one day, Y/N.”

You smiled. This boy really was something special. You knew he would make someone feel so happy one day. “I’ll see you at the wedding tomorrow.” You said before you made your way inside.


You let out a yawn as you stepped off the elevator, a tray of coffee in your hand. Whenever you closed your eyes, all you saw was Harry’s crying face. Guilt consumed your body as you thought about the lie you told Harry. You knew there was no way that you could fix it. You knew this was officially the end of an era. You sighed, hoping the makeup artist Emma hired for today will be able to conceal a broken heart. You knocked on Emma’s door before Olivia, another bridesmaid, opened the door for you. You gave her a small smile and hug before you walked into the hotel room.

Emma and Niall decided to have their wedding at one of the most beautiful hotels London had to offer, Hotel ZaZa. They both rented a room dedicated to the groomsmen to get ready and a room for the bridesmaids to get ready.

Emma’s eyes lit up as soon as she saw you. She walked over to you and gave you a hug before she grabbed the coffee tray out of your hands. “Y/N! Just in time, it’s your turn to get your makeup done.” You nodded as you sat in front of the makeup artist. The other two bridesmaids were sitting on the other side of the room getting their hair done. Emma sat down on the bed across from you. She noticed how quiet you were as the makeup artist was having at it on your face. “I saw you and Harry out on the patio last night.” Emma whispered softly. She saw the moment you pulled away from Harry after the kiss. She saw how Harry crumbled to the floor as you fled the scene. You glanced at Emma before you looked away.

“Do you want to talk about it softly?” Emma asked. You shook your head as the makeup artist was grabbing a brush. “No. It’s your wedding day. We should be focusing on you right now.” You smiled softly at Emma. “Are you ready to become Mrs. Horan?”


You smiled your best smile as you walked down the aisle. You looked straight ahead to see a very nervous Niall smiling at you. As you walked to where the other bridesmaids were standing, you mouthed to him, “You got this.”

Suddenly an instrumental version of “A Thousand Years” started to play, signaling the bride was coming. You smiled as you saw Emma walking down with her father. You remember when Emma told you that she wanted to walk down to this song, you thought it was silly. You thought it was a total cliche. But after seeing Emma smiling down at her husband to be with tears on both their faces, you knew this song was perfect for him. You truly knew they would love each other for thousands of years.

Finally the time came for Niall and Emma to say their vows to each other. You noticed Niall’s trembling fingers as he reached inside his suit pocket to grab his paper. He took a deep breath before he looked into Emma’s eyes.

“Emma, when I met you a year ago, I knew you were going to be the girl I married. After our second date, I promised myself that I would never hurt you. I promised that I will always be the one to make you laugh whenever you’re upset, to be the one that holds your hand when you need someone to talk to, and to be the one that you can call your best friend. The more that I’m with you, the more I forget the feeling of being lonely.”

As Harry was listening to Niall’s vows, he couldn’t help but look at you. God, he thought. You looked absolutely gorgeous. How was it that everyone’s eyes were on the bride but he couldn’t take his eyes off you? You were stunning. Harry’s eyes started to well with tears as he stared at his best friend. He couldn’t help but think that the next wedding you were going to be at would be your own with Lucas.

Emma cleared her throat before she promised her vows to Niall, “Niall Horan, I have never met someone that makes me laugh as much as you do. Never have I ever found someone that I can truly be myself with. You make me forget all of my troubles in the world and I could never thank you enough for that. I promise to always choose you. Whenever things get hard and whenever you need someone to talk to, I will be your best friend. I will be your wife.”

You wiped away a tear as you looked out into the guests. Immediately you were able to find Harry’s green eyes. You noticed how Harry was tearing up as he was staring back at you. You couldn’t help but think these were the kind of vows you always pictured yourself saying to Harry. You couldn’t get Harry off your mind.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife. Niall, you may kiss your bride.”


Emma smiled gratefully at you as she washed her hands. “Thank you so much, Y/N. I knew going to the restroom was going to be hard but I didn’t think it was going to be that hard.” You let out a chuckle as you were washing your own hands. Emma was practically begging you to help her pee while she was in her dress during dinner. How could you say no to the bride?

“No problem at all, love.” You replied as you dried your hands. You were about to walk out the restroom when you noticed Emma wasn’t following. You closed the door and turned around to see Emma staring off into space.

“Em? You ready?” You asked. Emma looked back at you and smiled. She pulled you into a hug. Confused, you returned the hug. Emma pulled away from the hug and pulled you over to the lounge area of the restroom. She sat on one of the couches and you followed after her. Emma grabbed your hand in hers. “Y/N. Even though I’ve known you for less than a year, I can happily say you’re one of my best friends.”

You smiled, “You’re my best friend too, Em.” Emma smiled before she continued, “In my relationship with Niall, you’ve been nothing but supportive. You’ve supported our love for each other from the start and I will always remain grateful. That’s why, as your best friend, I want nothing but you to be happy. And I know that being happy means being with Harry.”

You were about to object but Emma shook her head no. “When I saw you guys last night, it was obvious how much you guys loved each other. Anyone could clearly see that. When I saw you guys kiss, I was rooting for the two of you. I really was. Harry, he’s a good guy. And you deserve nothing but that. It broke my heart when I saw you run away. And when I saw how devastated Harry was? I thought that was it. I had to get you guys to understand that you guys had to come together, not run away. I know he’s hurt you. But you’ve hurt him too. Talk to him, make things right, allow yourself to be happy.”

By the end of Emma’s speech, you had her pulled into a tight hug. Emma smiled as she hugged you back. You pulled back from the hug as you smiled at Emma. “Thank you for that.”


Harry was sitting down at his assigned table, an untouched plate of food in front of him. He was watching Emma and her dad sharing their father-daughter dance until he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned his head to find you standing behind him.

“H? Can we talk?”


thank you guys so much for reading! i’ve been getting nothing but sweet and kind messages about this series and when the next part was going to be posted. i hope i did everyones justice! lol i love hearing from you guys! definitely let me know what you guys thought/ want to see happen next! all the love, t. 

you can find the rest of my writing here

you can find part 7 here

fun fact: for my mom’s wedding two years ago, she walked down to a thousand years lol 

Droughtlander Art Challenge
Week 18 - Claire

Work is kicking my butt this week so just a quick painting for today. Tried to see what I could do with only one large brush… I know, I know, another b/w, but I do have some bright colors coming your way for next week, I promise!

Hope you’re all having a wonderful summer so far!
We’re a week closer to September!

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Great people do things before they’re ready. They do things before they know they can do it. Doing what you’re afraid of, getting out of your comfort zone, taking risks like that - that is what life is. You might be really good. You might find out something about yourself that’s really special and if you’re not good, who cares? You tried something. Now you know something about yourself.

800 Followers gift! - Thank You!!

Hey guys!! So today I got something special for you! I really loved the dresses that came for adults with Dine Out and I realised I finally know how to make CC…so I’d make a version for kids. I used a dress from Get To Work as a base for the recolour so of course that pack is required!

  • Requires Get To Work
  • 9 Floral Patterns and 9 Solids - original colours! 
  • Available in Merged and Separate styles (so you can have both or one!)
  • Standalone

Download:

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Credit to my little sister for the sim…again! (she made me credit her for that AGAIN smh ;’))

If anyone can help me with BGC please let me know ♥

Hey Lucky Followers, I have something really special for you today– Simone and Ashley’s apologies!

They don’t mention the racism or incest fetishization explicitly, but it’s a start! PLEASE do not be sending them death threats or anything in that vein.

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When you’re part of something as an actress, you only see your parts. You get a feeling and a sense of what you’re making but there’s something really special when you watch it back and see it all come together. It’s hard to predict how audiences are going to respond, but all I know is I felt like we were creating something really awesome–not only because I was nurturing the relationship between Waverly and Nicole, something I felt extremely important and certainly isn’t done as much as it should be. I was pleasantly surprised and overwhelmed by the amount of positivity that came from it, and I think it solidified my opinion of the fact that we’re doing something really awesome, and long may it continue.

Imagine doctor Dean Winchester flirting with you while coming to check up on you on the hospital.

A/N: I was in need of the doctor!Dean cuteness that someone suggested and here it is! It’s a LOT like the “drunk Dean flirting with reader” mini series I wrote a while ago, so if you liked those flirty (and dirty ;)) remarks you’re gonna enjoy this one too!

“And I fucking told you I don’t want anybody just checking up on her other than me!” your eyes almost widened as you heard the rough voice. You could recognize it anywhere and although it usually made your heart warm up and your entire body relax this time it actually made you jump in your place.

“This is no a job for newbies, and I have made it clear that nobody interferes with my patients. Especially miss (Y/l/n).” you heard his voice become louder as he approached your room and this time you realized he wasn’t just angry or frustrated, but he sounded tired as well. Of course they wouldn’t notice, nobody did but you’d like to admit you knew your doctor more than you should.

“Y-yes doctor, we’ll let them know.” you heard a nurse stutter and footstep hurry away as another pair approached your room.

“Bunch of amateurs.” you heard him let out a frustrated sigh, running a hand down his face as he wanted into your room. The moment his eyes fell on you, you saw his expression soften and a definitely more calm one take over.

“Morning, sweetheart.” he breathed out as he closed the door behind him.

“Morning, doc.” you grinned “What’s with all the fuss today?” you asked although you had a slight suspicion.

“Because nobody seems to be able to do their fucking job right.” he said with a small growl and you raised an eyebrow “I told them I didn’t want anyone checking up on you but Mer and it seems like I was talking to a fucking wall.”

“So it is about Doctor Evans?” you asked with a small smirk, leaning back in your comfy pillows as he looked down at the papers he had concerning you.

Dean let another growl at the mention, his hands clenching in fists “I told him in specific that you were my patient, and mine only. But he had to come and take you for your regular check up because apparently he didn’t have any more patients to take care of!” he huffed and you bit your lips to keep yourself from giggling, but obviously failed.

His head moved up and his eyes locked with yours as a frown set on his face. You placed a hand over your mouth “Sorry” you breathed out, still smiling “I just- I find it cute how you get all over-protective and possessive with me.” you shrugged, looking down at your hands and feeling your cheeks heat up as you realized what you had actually said.

“Do you do that with all the patients, doctor?” you asked again, looking at him through your eyelashes. You felt better, despite your blush that at least you could make him smile. Gosh how you loved that smile. It felt as if it could lit up an entire room and you hated when things like this happened and he was all moody or, even worse, burdened, like he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders.

He was a wonderful man, he didn’t deserve this. He lived for saving people and he had actually done so numerous times. But it wasn’t just how much of an amazing doctor he was, more like how much he liked his job past the prescriptions part. He always made sure to talk with all of the patients in the hospital, doing his best they felt at home and of course they all knew and respected him deeply. You never really thought that after your car accident finding yourself in a hospital with him as your personal doctor would be the best thing to happen to you. The first few months had been the hardest but your injures had been taken good care of thanks to him, and the emotional part helped a lot. He was great to you, kind and funny, sweet and soft when needed and never forget flirty. It didn’t harm that he was so good-looking. Your self-confidence needed a boost and with a man like him it was so much more than that.

“Only for the pretty ones.” he said with a smirk, winking at you as he flipped a page and focused back on the numbers in front of him.

“Right, and are there… a lot of pretty ones lately?” you asked shyly, chewing on your lower lip.

His eyes didn’t leave the papers but the smile remained on his face “Nah not really. So far only one, and she really is the most damn beautiful of all. Honestly-” he set them down at the end of your bed “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” he said as he approached you.

“Is that so?” your eyebrows shot up “She must be something really special for you to say this.”

“Yeah, she’s unique.” he breathed out, giving you that boyish grin that always made you thankful you were sitting or else your knees would have given away.

“I’m sure.” you mumbled “For doctor Winchester to take a liking to her.” you shrugged subtly and he shook his head with a chuckle.

“You really want to hear it, don’t you?” he asked, resting his weight on his arm on the head of your bed.

You looked up at him, biting your lip “Maybe a little?” you asked shyly and he laughed at you.

“You’re one of a kind.” he muttered as he pushed some strands out your face “Do you even have any idea what you do to me?” he asked, almost as if accusing you but still with a playful smile on.

“Probably just as much as you don’t.” you shrugged, eyes still locked with his as he flashed you a big smile.

“I would probably lose my job to this but: careful there sweetheart, cause I already got you in a bed for me.” he winked as you couldn’t help yourself but giggle at his remark.

“Gimme your hand for a second.” he said as you extended your hand.

“Here” you whispered and he gave you a soft smile.

He held your wrist for only a minute to check your heartbeat. He smiled as if to tell you you were alright as he ran his fingers up your arm, creating goosebumps in the meantime. You knew very well he was aware of it because there was no need to check on your scratches and bruises practically every day and he still did it, fucking tease. It had become a routine but if you were entirely honest you did enjoy the feeling of his rough calloused hands holding your smaller ones, they way they fitted together almost surprised you at first. But again it made you feel at home, at peace and relaxed and you didn’t care about anything else. You let him pull out that small flashlight you sometimes enjoyed fidgeting with, even if he’d give you a warning look most of the time. He brought his finger in front of your eyes, and you followed it with your eyes just like every time. Soon followed his stethoscope and this time it was impossible not to shiver when he ran his hand up your spine. He took his sweet time placing the end of it on your back, according to him it was just about checking your injures but you always knew better. And you would never complain.

“You know, Dean I never asked you but judging by its looks it seems old. How come you haven’t changed it? Considering you have plenty of them laying around here.” you asked looking at the old stethoscope.

“Nah it’s my brother’s gift, when I first decided I wanted to be a doctor. Back when we were kids.” he said with a fond smile “It’s more for the memories and emotions and… all that stuff you girls know better.” he shrugged, trying to play it of as nothing.

You scoffed “Sure thing, doc.”

He grinned as he looked up at you “Besies, this one really helps me listen better to your heart. I’ve got to learn most of your secrets this way.” he said casually.

“Oh really? Like?” you asked back with a smile.

“You know, how it aches for a certain smile or how it is tired of you only listening to your mind and not letting him close or even more how it beats a little faster when a certainly doctor is around.” he said with a shrug.

“Oh really? And was she out of breath when she told you that?”

“Absolutely!” he exclaimed with a wide grin and you laughed, looking down at your hands.

“I can’t believe you sometimes. If flirting was a job you’d be the best at it, Winchester.” you shook your head.

“Thank you, I’ll take it as a compliment. But it really depends on the person, you just inspire me.” he winked “Although I know there are some good ones out there like-” he licked his lips and you almost got distracted a little too distracted “Blood is red, cyanosis is blue, I get tachycardia when I think of you.” he said with a grin and you actually smiled as well.

“Oh wow, I’m impressed doc. Did you also learn this in med school?”

“No, but I remember I was bad in one lesson in specific. Hey (Y/n), wanna go study some anatomy?” he said suggestively and you giggled.

“Alri-”

“I mean when I finished med school I didn’t plan on specializing but to be honest- you seem pretty special to me.” he continued with a cheeky grin.

“Ok!” you felt your face heat up “I get it, you’re good at this!”

“I mean-” and oh of course he continued “I am thinking about being an ophthalmologist now, ‘cause I really can’t stop looking into your eyes.” he winked and you bit hard on your lower lip.

“Are we gonna play 'Doctor’ now, doctor?” you asked, and he shrugged.

“Maybe? I’m up for any suggestion from you, sweetheart.” he chuckled “But on another note- You seem a whole lot better today.” he said with a pleased smile, mostly a relaxed one and you could swear you heard a sigh of relief leave his lips.

“Yeah, my doc’s taking good care of me. And I’m being a good girl too, I take all of my meds.” you said with a chuckle and he grinned at you.

“Good, before you realize it you will be in no need of your doc.” he said a little bitterly and your own smile fell. Before he could pull away completely you took hold of his hand, maybe you were testing your limits here but the boundaries between you were always blurry.

“I’ll always need you, Dean.” you whispered “You didn’t just save my life in a physical way, you know that.”

“Sweetheart-” he brought his other hand up and brushed a few strands of hair out of your face “If anything, you are the one that saved me.” he smiled softly at you as he brought your hand up anc kissed your wrist, all playfulness gone. He was serious about this, about you… and about you and him.

You felt your heart swell inside your chest at his words but somehow you felt something hold you back, because maybe it was holding him back. You tilted your head as you looked him deeply in the eyes and he let out a heavy sigh, eyes casting down.

“It wasn’t just about Evans, was it?” you asked in a low voice.

“No, although I have to admit that when I found out he even dared to come in here I saw red.” he breathed out a low chuckle “I blame it on your pretty eyes and breath-taking smile.” he looked at you with a half smile and you shook yourhead.

“Nice, but sweet-talking me won’t get you out of this, Dean.” you squeezed his hand.

“Shame, cause I was only saying the truth. What?” he shrugged “Can’t I be jealous if someone else wants to get close to my favorite patient?”

“Dean” you said a little more sternly this time “As fllattered as I am about all of this- You’re doing it again, but whether you like it or not I am a persistent one. Tell me about everything… how many did you lose?”

“I know, and that’s why I am going to tell you. At some point, but not today and not now.” he said and before you could protest he continued “I’ll tell you everything, tomorrow.”

“But tomorrow you… have a day off.” you frowned, blinking.

“Exactly, and I plan on spending it with my most favorite girl on the world.” he smirked, winking at you “What did you think? There’s nothing else I would rather do, sweetheart. I already planned on taking you out for a few hours too.”

Well, this was something you never thought you’d hear.

It’s me again. The lovely @grlpals​ requested some recolors of the towel racks and because I’m an idiot I recolored all the Basegame Towels before realizing she meant the racks. Therefore welcome the Towel Collection of Doom!

They come in all rainbow colors, excuse me if some don’t match perfectly but life is hard, we all have to live with that. (cries internally)

Don’t mis-use and just ask me if you want the PSDs or something (though they’re really nothing special you can just get them yourself in the Sims 4 Studio)

Download Merged  OR Pick and Choose

Have a lovely day!

anonymous asked:

hello ego i hope you are having a nice day. (sorry this is new to me) i have just read your moonstuck comic and i loved it (i know its been like 5 years since it ended but i only entered the mlp fandom this year) i know your probably busy (maybe even tired of asks like these) but i was wondering what do you plan to do in the future will there be more woona (shorts,pics,comics,etc) or is there anything else your planning (some other shorts,pic, comics, etc) if so what would the future of woona?

ahh thank you!! Moonstuck is still something really special to me, and I love knowing that people are still enjoying it even all this time later. C:

I don’t have anything planned for Team Woona at the moment; sometimes I draw them again but it’s usually pretty spur-of-the-moment! those are all under my moonstuck tag if you haven’t seen them yet. :D here’s one just for you!

Holy crap, just wow. 400+ of you lovely people (and like 50 porn bots) following me. Thank you and just man… I really wanted to do something special to show how I feel so ta-da! Let me know if you like this and I’ll do more! Enjoy and don’t be a stranger. 😙

anonymous asked:

Hawk, since Undertale's anniversary is tomorrow (or today since you live on the other side of the world from me) are you going to do something special for it?

Nah, I’ve been really tired recently and I have a  lot of stuff to catch up once my break is done