rules: answer 16 questions & tag 16 people you want to know better
1. nickname: My mother calls me Mimi, Mimsicles, Meganstein. My boyfriend calls me darling
2. zodiac sign: Gemini
3. height: 5′4.5″
4. hogwarts house: Slytherin!
5. last thing i googled: hah, Population of France. Spoiler: It’s nice.
6. song stuck in my head: Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom! by Vengaboys
7. following: 222
8. followers: 58 <3
9. amount of sleep i get: too many…hah
10. lucky numbers: 7, and 28
11. dream job: makeup artist in a morgue
12. wearing: an over sized white button down and leggings
13. favourite songs: Me by The 1975, Radio Ga Ga by Queen, and Somebody to Love by Queen
14. instruments: I used to play the clarinet in 6th and 7th grade, but I no longer play any instruments. I wanted to learn piano at like, 16, but my mom was all “you’re too old”. So that never happened.
15. random facts: I’m a licensed makeup artist, my biggest odd fear is wind (legit, I am terrified of it), my favorite book is The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller, and I’m 23
16. aesthetics: Vintage, loose fitting shirts and leggings, hipster
SomeCuteThing will be going through our back catalog of pictures and videos in the interest of crediting all of the pictures we have the ability too.
If I’m being honest I should have done this a long time ago, but with every picture i find the source too, I will be reblogging it, just to make sure that they get the credit they deserve. I will still be posting new content. I wont be bombarding everyone with reblogs either. I’ll try to limit it to one or two a day!
I hope people can get behind this, as like said before, I should have been doing this all along. Thanks everyone.
I was tagged a few days ago by the handsome @zoxiii for a selfie and I spaced. Sorry!
So currently. The perks of having rolling deep veins. I have to say…this is one type of poking I don’t love. Deeper is not better and multiples are NOT good 😂 yup, I went there. It really is a talent when you can make blood draws dirty 🙈
I always end up with bruises because it always takes digging and multiple tries to actually hit my vein for blood draws. Sometimes we end up going for my wrist or back of the hand….but fortunately, we didnt have to do that today! Thank God for small blessings ❤
You bet your ass that Every single person who’s reblogged my post about Mogens from Klaus I have scrolled through their blog just to find funny little comments in their tags, and I’m living for it, even if they said nothing at all, its nice to see other blogs
requested by anon: imagine a scenario where Eddie and reader (they’re dating) get into a fight or argument but VENOM doesn’t give a shit about the fight and misses his morsel and is bothering Eddie to talk to him/her to makeup… maybe some angsty sexy longing in there, maybe Venom takes the drivers seat to be with his morsel because the fighting is trivial human shit he could care less for… 💕
requested by anon: Do you do angsty stuff? Like maybe Eddie and reader get into a bad fight and break up and neither one of them stop to think how Venom feels.
requested by anon: Howdy, just wanted to say I love your blog! Also I appreciate a good angsty fic, you’re definitely not alone. Hope you had a good Halloween!
“Don’t pretend like this is okay,” Eddie slammed the door behind him…
You had just got back from your monthly office party. Your boss thought it was good bonding for everyone to get together once a month. You found it repetitive and ridiculous. Tonight had been different though. Eddie came for the first time ever, but things at the party were different. One of your coworkers had shown up wasted, “An embarrassment to the company,” you had thought. He was stumbling around, grabbing every girl in sight. He just happened to come up to you and attempt to grope you. He grabbed a handful of you from behind, causing you to jump. “N-Nice ass,” he burped out. “What the fuck,” Eddie raised his voice. “Wh-What’s your pro-problem, dude? She’s just some chick, don’t take it so personal,” he pointed in Eddie’s face. Eddie gritted his teeth, “She’s my girlfriend. And I suggest you step away from her.” You grabbed Eddie’s hand, “C’mon, Eds. He isn’t worth it.” Your co-worker pushed Eddie back, “Oh yeah? What are you gonna do-do about it, b-bub?” Eddie’s eyes went white; Venom was trying to take over. You grabbed Eddie and pulled him back, “Ed! No!” He turned to see you scared. He knew he needn’t handle things the way he wanted. He gave his attention back to your co-worker, “You got lucky this time, but it you ever try something like that with my lady again, you’ll pay.” You and Eddie began walking away when your co-worker began laughing, “What a pussy. His girlfriend convinced him he shouldn’t fight? Nah, he’s just scared-scared he’d loose.” Eddie stiffened up. You placed a hand on his bicep, “Eddie, he’s drunk. Don’t.” Eddie pulled away from your grasp and walked over to him. Eddie lifted him off he ground by his collar with one hand. Venom’s growl escaped Eddie mouth, “I won’t warn you again, insect.” You pulled Eddie away and your co-worker hit the ground. “Wh-what the hell has that guy been eating,” he muttered under his breath. Everyone in the room stared at you and Eddie. Eddie looked angry. You were embarrassed. You ran out, Eddie chased behind you.
…You held yourself tightly. Eddie had embarrassed you in front of your co-workers. You knew he was just protecting you, but he did not have to take it so far. “You’re really going to act like that guy didn’t make a pass at you,” Eddie yelled in anger. “Please stop yelling,” you whispered. Eddie blew his breath out. “Oh? Is that how it is? Just normal? You’re not even upset,” Eddie’s voice cracked. You placed your hand over your mouth. “Whatever,” Eddie scoffed, “Just pretend like it didn’t happen. I wouldn’t expect you to be upset anyway. You never are unless I am the one who messed up.” You turned and felt warm tears falling from your eyes. You had a lump in your throat, “OF COURSE I AM UPSET, EDDIE!” Eddie’s expression changed quickly when you raised your voice. “I can’t keep doing this, Ed. You know it upset me! But you didn’t have top flip out so immaturely! No woman wants to be groped by some drunk guy! I could loose my job over how you acted! You embarrassed me!” Eddie was silent. He stared at you while you cried. He did not know what do to. He was still so angry, but he knew he had hurt you. “I-I’m sorry, Y/N,” Eddie whispered. You were frustrated, “YOU ALWAYS ARE! Maybe if you’d think for five seconds before acting you wouldn’t have to be sorry all the time!” You could feel your heartbeat in your ears. You were beyond angry. Eddie stood in front of you, a frown painted on his face. “I’m leaving, Eddie. We need some time apart,” you stated walking past him. Eddie went to grab you and you pulled away, “No, Eddie. We can’t keep fighting all the time. I need a break.” You walked out.
Eddie began crying. “Oh my God, what have I done,” he held his face in his hands. Venom appeared next to Eddie. He was confused. Not completely understanding where you had went and why you had left. “Ed, what happened? Where did our princess go,” Venom questioned. Eddie leaned against the door, slowly sliding down it until he sat on the floor. “She broke up with me,” Eddie whispered. Venom did not understand, “What does that even mean?” Eddie blew his breath out, “She decided she did not want to be my partner anymore, V. She is no longer a part of our life. And it’s all my fault.” Venom snarled. He was angry that Eddie had made such a foolish mistake. “What’s wrong with you? Why would you do that,” Venom hissed at Eddie. “Listen, Venom. These kinds of things happen. People break up. Trust me, this hurts me a hell of a lot more than it hurts you,” Eddie was cold in his words. Venom growled at Eddie, “You are going to get her back!” Eddie rolled his eyes, “Don’t be an idiot.” Venom pulled Eddie up to his feet. He made Eddie’s hand grip the doorknob. “NO,” Eddie argued. “YOU! ARE! GOING,” Venom demanded, causing Eddie to open the door. Eddie was angry, yet relieved.
You stood outside in the cold. You were waiting on a cab. You heard someone approaching you from behind. You knew it was Eddie, “Listen, Ed, I’m not-” It wasn’t him. It was simply another attendee at the apartment. The man gave you an odd look because you had spoken to him. He continued on across the road. You were disappointed it hadn’t been Eddie. You would not admit it, but you wanted Eddie to come chasing after you. It was childish and immature. You should have just worked things out like adults.
“I can’t, Venom,” Eddie argued with the beast. Venom was getting desperate and threw Eddie out into the hallway. Eddie slammed into the wall, falling. Eddie groaned in pain while he tried to force himself back up. “She is going to be gone soon,” Venom panted. Eddie rose, “I don’t see why it matters so much to you.” Venom’s tone changed, “I love her, Eds. She means the world to me. I feel so attached to her. She can’t just leave us. I want her back, Eddie. And you did not even put up a fight when she tried to leave. I can’t go get her on my own. Eddie, please.” He was sincere. For once, the monster had human emotions. Eddie could feel how real his feelings were and he began to feel them too. Eddie had been fighting his feelings for months. He continued to push them and you away out of fear of him not being good enough. He knew he loved you. Loved you more than he had ever loved anyone. He had no idea how to tell you. He was scared it would scare you. Scared it would seem too soon in your eyes. “I’m sorry, V. I didn’t even think about how this would affect you,” Eddie apologized. “Edster,” Venom began, “You can make it up to me by getting that girl.” Eddie smiled at Venom. Eddie began to rush down the stairs.
You began to shiver. It was getting colder and there was no cab in sight. You heard another set of steps begin behind you. You turned to see Eddie rushing towards you. You could not help but smile, “Eddie!” He smiled when he saw you, “I came down here to tell you how sorry I am. You have no idea how much you mean to me. Seeing that guy all over you just set me off. I am so so sorry. You mean the entire world to me.” You shook your head, “It’s okay, Eddie. I was being dramatic leaving like that.” Eddie pulled you into his embrace, “I love you, Y/N.” You froze. “Did you just say you loved me,” you whispered. Eddie nodded. You felt your cheeks turn pink, “I love you too.” Eddie giggled and picked you up. He spun you around and placed a kiss on your lips.
“Let’s go back to my place, you have to be freezing,” Eddie took your hand in his. You smiled and walked back to Eddie’s apartment with him.
Life hack for those who can’t stand tags on clothes- get some thread scissors and a seam ripper. I found that it is easier to cut close to the fabric with thread scissors so it doesn’t leave any sharp bits. Also a seam ripper is handy for tags that are obviously sewn on, you can remove them by ripping out the stitches and it takes the whole tag and doesn’t leave anything behind! (They aren’t expensive either)
When an authour complains that they arent doing realtionships and people need to stop asking when they’re happening and you check their tags and see they have everyone under romantic tags instead of platonic tags which are two very different kinds of tags and you go:
Like no offense guys but they are two different tags
With the help of Chat Noir, Marinette sends a love letter to Adrien. After that, there’s an exchange of many letters between Marinette and Adrien. Marinette is excited but later questions if she is actually writing to Adrien and thinks Chat Noir might actually be writing to her instead. Marinette tries to make sense of her love life and who her secret admirer actually is.
Chapter 5: The Mailman
“Marinette.” Chat whispered. “Marinette wake up.” Chat Noir stood in front of the chaise in Marinette’s room. Marinette was fast asleep. He smiled. She looked so peaceful.
Marinette felt Tikki poking her side through her purse and her eyes shot open. “What?” Marinette rubbed her eyes. “What are you doing here, Chat Noir, and why do you have a bag?” She stretched, looking him up and down. He had a giant crossbody bag around him.
“I’m a mailman. Specifically your mailman.” Chat smiled, holding the strap.
“Oh my gosh.” Marinette rubbed her face, and fell back on her pillow. “I’m going back to my nap.”
“No, wait.” He grabbed her hand and pulled her up to face him. “I have something to show you.” He beamed, his breathe fanning her face.
Marinette smiled. “What is it?”
“Come with me.” Chat held her hand tighter and led her up to the balcony. He stopped at the window and turned around. “Close your eyes.”
Marinette rolled her eyes before closing them. Chat went through the trap door before reaching down to pull Marinette up with him. He grabbed her hand again and held it, staring with a smile. She still had her eyes closed, so she couldn’t see how happy he was. He liked the feeling of their hands together. He didn’t want to let go, but he had to play it cool. She’s supposed to be going for Adrien.
“Okay, you can open your eyes.” Chat announced.
Marinette blinked her eyes open. She moved her hand away from his, leaving him feeling cold. “A mailbox?” She put a fist under her chin in thought. There was a shiny, black mailbox that was bolted to the balcony railing. “Why?”
“Well … since you didn’t like my chat signal idea, I came up with something different.” Chat walked over to it. “So now when you want to ‘mail’ a letter to Adrien, you just have to put it in this mailbox and flip the little red thing up. Then whenever I pass by, I’ll know when there’s a letter. And the same goes for when you receive one. I’ll put it in here. It’ll be easier.”
“You put so much effort into this.” Marinette laughed. “Are you gonna make laps around Paris until I flip that red thing up?”
“No.” Chat blushed, crossing his arms.
“You totally are.” Marinette snickered.
“Well I gotta go.” Chat grabbed his baton. “I have to be somewhere in an hour.”
“See you later, Mr. Mailman.” Marinette waved before walking back to her room.
Chat Noir smiled as he watched her leave. Marinette stopped at the trap door and turned around, but he was already gone. She felt something. She didn’t know what it was, but it was something warm, something new.
After years of being a Magical Artist and painting for other people, Draco decides it’s time to paint for himself for once. The secrets pile up as he tries to unravel the mystery of his relatives but the only thing he didn’t count on was having to go to Potter of all people for approval.
★ H/D Erised2018
what's the best way to get you to notice fan art? if u even wanna do that
As long as it’s tagged ‘The Wayhaven Chronicles’, I will usually see it. I adore seeing what everyone’s created (seriously one of the highlights of my week!), as well as sharing it because it’s so amazing!
But my reblogs are probably a few months behind things actually being posted, as I like to not overwhelm everyone :D
hi! can i ask if you know of any fic where drarry work together and one is in some high position, and only the other can calm him? like for example draco is the only one who can calm harry down when he’s angry and frustrated or vice versa? this is oddly specific but yeah thank you!
Hello~ Nothing comes to my head I hope my lovely followers can help you :)
Fifteen years after the war’s end, a new, deadly curse has broken the peace of wizarding Britain. It spreads like a virus, and the Ministry has found no way to contain it or cure it. The case lands on Head Auror Potter’s desk, and with it, a contract for Dark Arts scholar Draco Malfoy’s expertise to help find the origin of the curse before it’s too late. Complicating the issue, of course, is the fact that Draco never got over Harry Potter. ~ 2019.04