you wish you were this interesting

anonymous asked:

You should go back to drawing voltron things. You were doing good work then people liked you and were interested. You're becoming Boring and talentless. No ones interested in your comic work. Its shitty work with shitty work. Least voltron you have something to go off of. Prompts and ships. Your not a fandom so go back to one.

If you like fanart so much you do it >:(

Love to see you spend your free time, hours of it, doing something you wouldn’t be 1000% invested in just cause a ‘super right good anon’ came and told you the error of ways. 

If I do fanwork, it shall be because I wish to do it, and it will have my heart in it. 

Do not like, do not follow. Rude one >:/

srslyiris  asked:

Hello there! Just a random person here that has been peeking at your blog. I recently joined tumblr to create a blog to reblog, share and search for artworks I think are interesting, amazing and inspiring and I must say your work fits right into those categories. I love your illustrations so much it makes me really happy just to look at them. I wish I were that talented!!! I hope you're having a lovely day, can't wait to see more of your art! xo

AWW THANK YOU!!

Your message makes me so happy! Thanks so much for such lovely words!!! Its so nice to know that something that you create can make someone else happy!!

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(tweets source)

I told a potential my fee & he laughed !!!!!

LI-TER-FUCKIN-LY ! Y’all this man responded, “Lol”.

Now, this is where a lot of sugar babies make an mistake. They allow this mans mockery of how much it cost to support their needs/wants sting, they allow themselves to become vulnerable to manipulative and cheap men

I simply explained to him in the most polite and bitchy tone ever (because ladies sometimes sugar may just in look like salt), “The outfits that you so politely complimented and admired, the makeup, the hair, nails, smooth legs, they all cost. So to maintain your desired image and my lifestyle that you wish to be included in (since you messaged me) you have to support me. In exchange for your support, I shower you in attention, affection, make men envious of you, and offer you an introduction to a diverse culture. I thought that was the kind of man you were, and the interest you had in mind. However I apologize that you cant afford me and my lifestyle and I wish you the best of luck!

See what I did there, “your desired image, make men envious of you, thought that was the kind of man you were, you cant afford me”. Subliminally bruising his ego. Sooo just to try and prove how much of a man he is, now he’ll be competitive, hungry to try prove me wrong. Which he was and immediately he began to retract his statement, and accept my offers. :) people just really want what they cant have…well cant afford.

& since he was acting all funny I will neeed my cash in hand before anythannnng.

This, ladies, is why you shouldn’t lowball yourselves

Signs as Friends Quotes
  • Aries: "Welcome to the real world! It sucks. You're gonna love it."
  • Taurus: "Well, the fridge broke, so I had to eat everything."
  • Gemini: "WE WERE ON A BREAK!"
  • Cancer: "Someone ate the only good thing in my life!"
  • Leo: "Don't put words in people's mouths. You put turkey in people's mouths."
  • Virgo: "A superhuman thirst for knowledge."
  • Libra: "Oh I wish I could, but I don't want to."
  • Scorpio: "Because the more I drink, the less there is for the kids to drink."
  • Sagittarius: "I'm not great at the advice, can I interest you in a sarcastic comment?"
  • Capricorn: "Is that what a dinosaur would do?"
  • Aquarius: "If we were in prison, you guys would be, like, my bitches."
  • Pisces: "I'm hopeless, and awkward, and desperate for love."
Doing Nothing Is Paradise

I think it can be said that for the entire introverted community, the holidays can be the most stressful time of the year. It can also be said that it’s an introvert’s worst nightmare in terms of what the holidays bring along. LOTS and LOTS of unwanted interaction with family and friends. Oodles of attempts at figuring out that one family member that remembers you from when you were young, but you can’t remember who the hell they are. Family members inquiring as to what you’re doing, where you’re going to school/university, your current job, significant other, and tons of other questions you wish they’d just keep to themselves. And then there are the holiday parties filled with laughter, plastered-on fake smiles in front of employees and bosses. The incessant chatter about things and topics that hold no interest to you. And as you take your annual spot in the back of the room, you silently wish to yourself that you weren’t here. You wish you had nothing to do and that you didn’t have to be at this stupid party or exhausting family gathering. We’ve all been through this before. And we’ve all thought and even wished for the same thing. We’ve all wanted to have nothing to do, nowhere to go, no one to needlessly interact with. For any introvert, that is the best thing we could ever hope for when the holidays roll around. Doing nothing for the holidays is a paradise.

Being brutally honest, having nothing to do for the holidays is something of a rarity for most people. Since we live in an extrovert-oriented society, it can be difficult to bow out of family gatherings and annual holiday parties at the office. And that is hell for any introvert trying to cope in a world full of social static. There is nothing more soul-wrenching than to spend the holidays out and about rather than

in your house where you really WANT to be. However, when the opportunity to do nothing during the holidays shows itself, we introverts seize it like a perfect cup of tea or coffee.

As a fellow introvert (an INFJ to be exact), I find it exhilarating when my family doesn’t have any plans or gatherings they want to attend. I don’t have to map out an escape route or blend in with the walls of my house to get away from all the interaction and overstimulation of my introverted brain. I find it truly blissful when I get to be by myself and do what I want to do. I can wear my comfortable sweatpants, make myself a good cup of coffee or tea, catch up on my reading or watch one of my favorite shows on Netflix. Or I can simply retreat into my mind and wander around in there (though I tend to get lost sometimes). I can enjoy my solitude, never speaking a word to anyone or anything (my cats being the obvious exception because they will always have my full attention). What I do is up to me and me alone. I’m not being judged or put on the spot for staying home and indulging in alone time during the holidays. Not that I’d listen to any of that negativity. I know that I need time to myself to recharge and to just enjoy my own presence, something I need a lot of if I want to function somewhat normally. I don’t have to apologize for not making small talk, having meaningless conversations, or for not talking altogether at gatherings. I can take solace in who I am as a person without being harassed for it.

I’d like to take this time to say that I have nothing against my family. I love my family to bits and would do anything for them. Except sacrifice my alone time and introverted pastimes for their sake. I spend as much time with my family as I can stomach. But there are many times where I must leave them alone, times where I don’t even want to be bothered with them. And I simply must be alone. I get like that around the holidays all the time. However, I’m usually at a family member’s house surrounded by noisy kids, loud holiday music I fail to tune out, and nowhere to hide from it all. Luckily, this Christmas I am at home. No family gatherings or parties to go to. I’m not completely alone since I still live at home and not on my own, but it’s a Christmas miracle (pun intended) I am thankful for. I can only look forward to experiencing true introverted paradise when I am on my own.

In short, the holidays are always going to be the most hectic time of the year. It’s always going to be filled with stress and unwelcome interaction with family and friends of the family. All of the things that arouse utter trepidation in members of the introvert community. However, we all look forward to that one holiday year where we have absolutely nothing planned and we can do whatever we want. It is what we live for and hope to experience over and over again. Because let’s be honest, who wouldn’t welcome a holiday like that?

I can’t even be upset that you don’t care about me too because you were never mine to care about to begin with…
—  Confessions of a party girl
Bullies

(A/N): Here’s one of those deleted requests….stupid drafts 

Request: Steve and Sharon are dating but Sharon is rather rude to (Y/N)

Warnings: some swearing, Reader is essentially bullied

Tags: @mcuimxgine, @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x, @saradi1018, @holland-toms


Originally posted by gwenfckay

    It had been no surprise when Steve and Sharon started dating, the tension between the two had been so thick that you could practically taste it. And just because it hadn’t been a surprise doesn’t mean it still didn’t hurt. Truth be told you were very, very happy for Steve, you knew he deserved someone to be happy with but you had always wished that it’d be you. But you couldn’t complain, after all why would big strong Captain America take an interest in someone like you when he could have a number of women or men to pick from. Plus, Sharon was a nice woman, very kind and compassionate, Steve and her would mesh wonderfully together.

   These were the thoughts playing in your mind on repeat as you got dressed for the party Tony was hosting tonight. Of course Steve and Sharon would be there, boasting their picture perfect relationship to the entire room and honestly you just weren’t prepared for that. It hurt enough knowing that Steve was unattainable but having it rubbed in your face was worse. So with a sigh you placed the last touches on your outfit, gave yourself one last look in the mirror before walking out and onto the proper party floor. 


   The entire night you’d spent sulking by the bar, downing most of the drinks they had to offer and barely even socializing with a single person. You’d avoided the dance floor all night and especially the two blondes walking hand in hand around the party, smiling like a happy couple. You groan as Tony shows off some party tricks, instead turning back to the bar to order another drink. 

   “Can I get another shot please?” You ask, waggling the little cup you’d been using all night. The bartender gives you a strange look but nonetheless pours you the shot you ordered. 

   “Are you okay? Do you need someone to-” 

   “No,” You shake your head, downing the small drink in one sitting. “I’m good, thanks for the concern though,” You smile at him, the small shot of alcohol starting to finally numb you. You smile a bit wider as a pleasantly warm feeling washes over you, leaving you feeling much better than you did a few shots before hand. 

   “(Y/N)?” Your momentary happiness is shattered by an all too familiar voice, one that could only belong to the star spangled man with a plan. You look up, your gaze connecting to that entrancing blue one of Mr. Steve Rogers himself. “What are you doing?” You smile, lifting your shot glass to wiggle it in the air for a moment. 

   “Drinking. What about you?” Steve stares at you concernedly as he takes a seat beside you, his gaze never wavering. 

   “You okay?”

   “Oh I’m fantastic,” You smile at him, pushing your shot glass away with the tips of your fingers. “How are you?”

    “(Y/N), I’m really concerned about you, you never drink and-” 

   “Oh!” Came that fake chirpy voice that could only belong to Steve’s counterpart. “(Y/N), I didn’t even see you there,” You smile at the beautiful blonde, grabbing your shot glass once again. 

   “Another shot please,” You whisper to the bartender, giving him a soft smile as you do. “Thanks,” You direct your attention back to the two, putting on your best fake smile. “Yep, this is where I’ve been sitting all night, drinking,” You chuckle dryly as the bartender hands you the shot glass back, the small glass filled with some alcohol, one you couldn’t even remember the name of. Steve’s expression is more than concerned a stark contrast to that of the cool collected one of Sharon. 

    “Oh! Steve, I think Tony was looking for you, he said he needed entertainment and one of your war stories would do great,” Sharon smiled at Steve warmly, gently squeezing his shoulder as she did. Steve looks up at her and then back to you, obviously internally battling with himself on whether he should stay by your side or do as Sharon said. With a sigh Steve rose from his seat, brushing off the imaginary dust collecting on his pants. 

    “I’ll be back you two,” Steve’s tone is light, concerned even. “Don’t go anywhere or do anything,” Both of you nod, smiling at Steve lightly. He gives you both a tight lipped smile before waltzing off, getting lost in the crowd. With a sigh you turn back to the bar, running your fingers along the rim of your empty glass. 

    “Can I get another-” 

    “Do you think no one can see the way you look at him?” Sharon suddenly pipes up, glaring at you menacingly. “All smiles and starry eyed, like he’s your entire world or something?” You gulp, looking down to your hands clasped in your lap. You had thought you were always subtle with the way you looked at him. “(Y/N), I hate to break it to you but he’s not interested,” Sharon smiles sweetly, only making her words hurt that much more. “The man can barely stand to be around you, why would he want anything more than this sad friendship you’ve got going on?” You rise from your seat, tears stinging your eyes as the sudden alcohol in your system makes you sick, or perhaps that was Sharon’s words taking their toll on you. 

    “Excuse me-” You mutter to some people brushing past you as you go to walk away but Sharon didn’t seem to be done with her taunting. 

    “I’m pretty sure the only reason he sticks around is because he feels sorry for you, it’s not easy to find friends when you have the personality of a brick- Aww, are you leaving? What, you can’t handle the truth?” You brush by her, your fists clenched at your sides as you storm through the crowd, willing yourself not to cry. Great, you hadn’t even wanted to come to this stupid party and when you did you were then harassed and taunted by Steve’s new girlfriend? This night just couldn’t get any better for you. As soon as you had even thought the damn thing you regretted it, knowing that the universe would find a way to make the night worse and it did. 

    You push your way through the crowd, your lip trembling as tears threaten to spill over. All you wanted to do at this point in time was go to bed and never wake up, just sleep for thousands of years but unfortunately the universe had other plans for you. Suddenly your upper arm was being held by a rather strong grip, almost painfully strong too. You’re just about to whip around and tell whoever is holding you to fuck off when that same concerned voice from only minutes before perforates the air. 

    “(Y/N), doll, what’s wrong?” You don’t even want to turn and look at him, knowing that when you did there would be no stopping the tears lurking just around the corner. 

    “Nothing Steve, I’m alright, I’m just tired and I need to go to bed-” Steve yanks you to his chest as gently as he could, in the process turning you to face him. He takes one good look at your face before hugging you tightly, nearly constricting your chest as he does. 

    “You’re a damn liar, and a bad one at that too,” You sniffle softly, rubbing your face into Steve’s chest like some child. “Now who the hell do I have to beat up for you?” 

    “No one Steve,” You mutter, sniffling once again. 

    “(Y/N), stop with the bullshit and tell me what’s wrong,” You sigh shakily, reaching up to wipe at your runny nose. 

    “I’m just- no, nothing’s wrong,” You decide not to spill your heart out to Steve, rather you keep it all inside already knowing the pain that it was going to cause you. 

   “Fine,” Steve mutters. “We’re going to go talk somewhere else and I’m not going to leave your side until you tell me what’s wrong,” 

    “Steve, you don’t have to-” But Steve already had your hand, his fingers intertwined through your as he dragged you down a hall and into some elevator. “Really Steve,” You try one last time as he pushes the up button to the elevator doors. “I’m fine, you don’t have to worry-” 

    “(Y/N), I’ve never seen you drink that much in one sitting and then I grab you on your way out of the party, damn near in tears, I am more than worried.” You bite your lip as more tears blur your vision, one finally gliding down your cheek. 

    “Steve, why are you friends with me?” You ask, your voice cracking slightly. Steve gives you an incredulous look, almost as though he’s offended when he replies. 

    “Because you’re a great, amazing person, you’re sweet and funny and I’d be stupid not to have you as a friend,” 

    “You don’t think I have the personality of a brick?” 

    “(Y/N), no. Where is all of this coming from anyways- oh. Oh. That’s what’s going on, isn’t it?” You bite your lip even more, probably enough to make it bleed as you look to the floor in shame. “(Y/N), who said these things to you? Please doll, you’ve gotta tell me-” 

    “Steve,” Sharon’s stupid voice interrupts the almost moment the two of you had going on. She opens her mouth but closes it when she lays eyes on you, tear eyed and sniffling. “What’s going on here?” She asks, smiling sweetly at the two of you. 

   “I just need to talk to (Y/N) for a bit,” 

    “Well, what about the party?” Sharon asks lightly, staring at Steve with a slightly hurt look in her eyes. 

    “(Y/N)’s more important than some party,” Steve smiles as the doors finally open and he steps inside, still clutching your hand within his own. He gives Sharon a small smile as he presses some button, you weren’t paying attention given you had your eyes glued to the ground to avoid Sharon’s death glare. “I’ll be back in half an hour, promise,” With that the elevator doors close and the small compartment moves upwards, almost undetectable with Stark’s great technology. 

    The two of you ride in silence, the only sound in the elevator was the soft sniffles coming from you. Thankfully the ride was a short one and in no time you reached your destination. The doors open and Steve drags you to the very top floor of Stark tower, much smaller and secluded than any other floor in the building. 

    ‘So, are you gonna tell me who told you all that bullshit?” Steve asks, turning to look at with a soft expression. You shake your head, wiping at your eyes. 

    “You wouldn’t even believe me If I told you,” Steve scoffs lightly, an almost smirk rising to his lips. 

    “Have I ever doubted anything you’ve told me?” You shake your head meekly, biting your lip once again. “(Y/N),” Steve places his thumb on your lip, gently running the pad of it along your chapped skin. “You gotta stop with this, you’re gonna make yourself bleed,” You sigh as you release your hold on your lip, the sting of it only comforting you slightly. “Good, now tell me who did this to you, I don’t care if it was some stranger or if it was my bestfriend, I need you to tell me,” 

    “You’re not going to hate me after this…will you?” 

    “I could never (Y/N),” Steve smiles sadly at you. So with another sigh you begin your tale, only praying to every god and entity out there that Steve would believe you. 


    “She said all that to you?” Steve asks, his tone almost shocked as he does. You nod meekly, wiping at your freely falling tears. “Oh (Y/N), I’m so sorry doll,” Steve pulls you back against him, hugging you tenderly. “None of that’s true, I promise you,” You can only sniffle and cling to him like some koala bear, your hands fisted in the front of his shirt as you cry. Steve merely pets over your hair with his hand, soothing you slightly. “To make it up to you how ‘bout we binge watch that new TV show you’ve been dying to see and I’ll go buy us some icecream?” 

    “What about Sharon?” You ask as you rub at your nose, your spirits in slightly better conditions than they were a few minutes ago. 

    “I’m done with her, it’s over and I’m never, ever going to let her treat you like that again, okay?” You smile softly, nodding your head in agreement. “Good, now I want you to go grab any pillows and blankets you can from our rooms because we’re building a fort when I get back from the store,” 

    “Sure thing Captain,” 

anonymous asked:

Being Prof. McGonagoll's niece/nephew would include...

  • No favouritism; she treats you the exact same way she would any other student. You respect her for her fairness, even if you sometimes wish she would favour you.
  • McGonagall is one of your biggest role models. You aspire to her levels of composure, bravery and sheer magical power
  • She’d be proud whatever house you were sorted into, but she’d love if you were in her house (Gryffindor)
  • The same is true of your favourite subject. She’d encourage your interest in whichever subject you enjoy most, but she’d love if it was Transfiguration 
  • Professor McGonagall only compliments people when she feels they’ve truly earned it, so getting praised from your aunt would mean the world
  • She’s very supportive of you and your dreams. If you told her you wanted to be an auror, for example, she wouldn’t rest until you were 
  • You have the most badass aunt in the world tbh

Originally posted by gingermalarkey

-Kerrie

Three SERIOUSLY UNDERRATED Movies I just watched recently:

1. Strange Magic

Originally posted by magically-strange

A work by freaking Lucasfilm/George Lucas himself!

Did not expect it to be a musical, very much cringe worthy—but once you look past that, this movie has stunningly beautiful animation! 

Not to mention the plot is actually kind of interesting. THIS coming from the same man who brought us STAR WARS and we know how well those relationships work out half of the time *cough* Anidala *cough*—but it is a movie ENTIRELY about LOVE! I kid you not. 

Though a few places are indeed very very much a cringe, other parts have me squealing like a fangirl! I wish I would have heard about it sooner!   


2. Epic

Originally posted by zombie-chaser

So I guess 2013-2014 were just the years to have stunning visual animation for forest-related characters, in movies that both basically flop in the box office.

Epic was a little slow at times, but it was funny, unique, and had a few very memorable characters! 

I will not lie to you, I am a sucker for ships, and Ronin and Queen Tara never cease to make my heart ache for a whole week after I watch this movie. T_T If you watch for nothing else, at least enjoy the beautiful visuals, A-list voice acting cast, and the FRICKING relationship between the Queen and the most badass guy in this whole movie!


3. Book of Life

Originally posted by waterinmychest

So, aside from slamming me with the crippling nostalgia of watching El Tigre on Nickelodeon as a kid, this movie is witty, gorgeous, and (again unfortunately) more of a musical than I typically look for. 

STILL! I cannot believe it took me THIS long to watch it! It was fun, exciting, and busted all sorts of chops for various people and stereotypes. 

Plus, the fandom for this movie is ridiculously awesome! Jorge R. Gutierrez is very open with the fans with his info/rumors of sequels, and the voice cast nearly killed me. Channing Tatum was one thing, but DIEGO LUNA is the main character!  We’re talking Cassian Andor with more than 5 lines of dialogue and a leading role! ❤ ❤ ❤

And let me tell you about La Muerte and Xibalba—the OTP I didn’t know existed or that I needed in my life—their personalities are so different from what I was expecting and I love everything this movie did to make me think vs what I saw. 

Plus it is produced by Guillermo Del Toro—I’ve been seeing his name so much recently—seriously, what does this guy not do!?



So those are the 3. This is just my opinions of things based on recent exposure to the films, and they aren’t the best movies I’ve ever seen by far, but they were enough to be exciting and they definitely deserve more love than they were given! —or at least more exposure so it didn’t take me this long to watch…

A Woman’s Wish

I wish I lived in a place where I never had to hear the words “bitch” or “cunt” or “whore” escape a man’s lips.

I wish I lived in a place where nobody understood what the phrase “man of the house” meant because nobody could even comprehend the concept of growing up in a patriarchal household.

I wish I lived in a place where women were encouraged to pursue their own interests since childhood, and not taught “you need to choose between makeup, fashion, and whatever has been painted in pink as your only options–if it isn’t pink, it isn’t for you”.

I wish I lived in a place where a man would never consider forcing or coercing a woman in to sex because men did not feel entitled to sex from women and respected women’s comfort and true consent.

I wish I lived in a place where nobody believed that women’s and men’s brains were somehow different and that women were naturally suited to an inferior role because of our “nurturing” brains that don’t understand manly science. I wish I lived in a place that recognized that men and women’s brains aren’t really that different.

I wish I lived in a place where young girls were not taught since childhood that the ultimate goal of their lives is to be a mommy and to marry a man. I wish young girls never had to hear the phrase, “what would your future husband think?” as if their decisions about their own lives should be shaped by some hypothetical male.

Do people not realize when they suddenly lose interest in someone solely because they find out they’re bi… or even if they find out they’re not a “gold star lesbian”.. that’s biphobic/pretty fucking wrong and you’re making said person wish they were straight or gay or making them ashamed of their past. You’re contributing to making someone insecure about their sexuality. It fucking hurts. So don’t try to word your way around it.

Mistletoe

Originally posted by imaginecabin

Twelve Days of Fanfic: Day Two

Pairing: Peter Maximoff x Reader

Request: “ Quicksilver (x-men) putting mistletoes everywhere so he can keep kissing you over and over?”

Warnings: None, some kisses

A/N: So I got a lot of response regarding the first holiday one shot “A Christmas Miracle” about making a sequel. Would you guys be interested in one?? I’d love to write one! :D

I also still need three holiday themed requests for Twelve Days of Fanfic! Please send some in :D If I get more than three, I’ll just post more than one a day


You bounded down the grand, sweeping staircase at the entryway of Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters. You passed by a couple students, giving them small smiles and wishing them a good Christmas break. They all grinned and waved back, knowing you well from around the Mansion.

You strolled down the hallway to the kitchen, your stomach rumbling loudly. You hadn’t eaten since early this morning, and you were looking forward to a nice, relaxed dinner without any interruptions.

When the reached the doorway to the kitchen, you paused. There was a sprig of leaves hanging from the door frame, the dark green stems waving gently. You frowned, reaching up to pull the leaves down. You weren’t sure how they had gotten there in the first place-

Your hand was suddenly pushed out of the way by a flash of silver. You jumped back, the flash stopping beside you to reveal your boyfriend, Peter Maximoff. He gave you his cheeky trademark grin, pointing a slender finger up at the leaves.

“Mistletoe,” he said. Before you could answer, he leaned forward, giving you a quick kiss before running off again. You blinked up at the plant, your lips still slightly parted from the kiss. Well, that explained that.

Later that day, you were walking down to the library to find a book when you saw another sprig of mistletoe hanging from the ceiling. It looked almost exactly like the branch from the kitchen you had found earlier.

“Got you.”

Peter flashed by again, giving you another sweet kiss before speeding off down the hallway.

Even later that night, you were making your way up to your room when, inexplicably, hanging from your door, was yet another bunch of mistletoe.

“Peter,” you sighed, smiling as you stopped under the leaves. You were beginning to catch on to your boyfriend’s plans.

“Yes?”

He appeared next to you, his hands tucked in his familiar silver jacket. You raised an eyebrow up at him.

“Have you been moving this mistletoe around all day?” You asked.

Peter shrugged, trying unsuccessfully to hide a bashful grin. “Maybe. I just wanted to keep kissing you.”

You blushed, a warm, fuzzy feeling spreading through your chest.

“I still have to collect one from here,” Peter said, stepping forward. He pressed his lips to yours, savoring this kiss more than the others. You reached a hand back to clutch the doorknob, holding yourself up as Peter deepened the kiss. His lips were sticky and tasted of peppermint. He must’ve been eating candy canes just a bit before. He then pulled away, leaving you breathless.

“Merry Christmas,” he whispered against your lips. You were frozen in place as he reached up, pulling the sprig of mistletoe down from the doorway. He gave you one last cheeky grin before running off, leaving you with a pounding heart and lips that tasted of sweet peppermint.

Fantasy vs Reality- Part 4

Pairing: Au!Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,738

Warnings: Angst, a little fluff at the end

AN: Part 4 I used for @jalove-wecallhimdean‘s challenge. The quote is bolded. I also want to thank @squirrelchester for giving me the idea about the bar scene. Hope you guys enjoy this part! I’m excited there seems to be so much interest in this series. 

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3

To say you were fine would be a lie. You were far from it and you knew it, you just refused to let it consume your life. It’s been two weeks since you’ve seen Dean. Two weeks since he completely shattered your trust and made your insecurities feel more real than they ever had been. Two weeks since he proved to you that you were just a way for him to pass the time. You now wish you had stayed the invisible girl and never bought any of the bullshit he sold you.

It wasn’t that Dean hadn’t been trying, because he had. You hadn’t known someone could be as persistent as he was and it hadn’t taken long for him to try everything under the sun to get a reaction from you. The first step had been leaving flowers on your doorstep every day. You never read the cards, just placed them in the trash and left them out of sight and out of mind. The next step had been to have them delivered to your work, where you would either pay the nice and confused delivery man a hefty tip to have them delivered to the girls at the bar, or give them to your co-workers that always complained how their men never sent them anything. You still never read the cards.

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Assassin’s Creed II  {Sentence Starters}

  • “It is a good life we lead.”
  • “You should find an outlet.”
  • “Okay, guess I better get started.”
  • “I’ve waited too long, lost too much.”
  • “How many people have died for this?”
  • “Nothing is true, everything is permitted.”
  • “I’m sorry, were you hoping for a confession?”
  • “You can’t. You can’t! This is my destiny. MINE!”
  • “I don’t care. It’s not approval I’m after, just power.”
  • “I’ve always had a soft spot for women in distress.”
  • “I thought… I thought I was beyond this. But I’m not.”
  • “You claim not to be a believer. And yet, here you are.”
  • “We were just talking about you. I’m surprised to see you here.”
  • “Makes for a lovely image, but the truth is far more interesting.”
  • “I only wish you’d suffered more! You met the fate you deserved!”
  • “Thanks for that. It was great, being shoved in the trunk, bouncing around. Loved it.”
6

COMMISSIONS

1:no furries
2: only waist up drawings
3: simple and chill backgrounds
4:i need a reference sheet and the color pallet for the character
5: for now no nsfw
6:i have the right to say no to any request

1) first two are bland coloring and shading,drawings like that will be 1$

2)the next two are line art with some snazzy coloring, drawings like that are 3$

3) last two, really hard to make and are very time consuming. Drawings like that are 4$!

If youre interested messege me and ill give you my pay pull and were talk more about your request!

I hope the prices arent to high oh geeez. Im super nervous and stuff so yee.. It would help of you could reblog this! Thank you in turn!! I wish you a good day or night!!

Your daughter asks him for a brother (Big Bang)

Jiyong: -you two had 3 daughters and your oldest wasn’t happy when the third baby turned out to be a girl. So she asked him to have a boy delivered to them next time- “I wish it worked like that”

Originally posted by secondleadclub

Seungri: -he would get embarrassed because she asked the two of you to make her a baby brother. He figured she knew more than he hoped- “does she still believe the baby in the garden thing or does she actually know where babies come from?”

Originally posted by fbispecialagentdalecooper

Daesung: -having two daughters was interesting for him. Him and his daughters were on the same page as they hoped baby number three was going to be a boy- “you know what I want that too”

Originally posted by daengerous-af

Youngbae: -he would be embarrassed when she demanded a little brother because you and him never talked about having another child- “well I um that is something you have to ask your mother about”

Originally posted by fantastic--babies

Seunghyun: -he would play along with her knowing that the baby in your belly was already a boy thanks to your last check up- “you know so do I but who knows what it is”

Originally posted by coupdetop