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I really love this couple even when Riot votes Zoe with Ezreal. Moreover, the cuteness of these two makes me feel so happyyy!! :3 Zoe is a naughty and energetic girl, Kayn is cool but a little cold. Zoe is really fit for Kayn I guess. :-)
An apologize for Rhaast because I didn’t think about drawing that guy, he will bother these two for sure. =))
frans
Flowerfell frans please?
Sans heard somewhere that a kiss would make the pain go away … kinda hard to do when your girlfriend is covered in literal flowers
hope you like them??? ehehehe
maybe some storyshift frans hmmmMMmMMmmMMMmmm??
eeeeee :DDDDDDD
This mothers’ day, I shall introduce you guys to the second AU I’ll be focusing on in this blog! The FRANS FAMILY AU!!! <3
This doesn’t have a serious story plot so it won’t take up much of my time from updating Blood Bell!
As soon as I properly introduce the kids, this AU will be open to asks! There will be fankids from my other ships too! As well as a lot of random OCs!
Hope you guys will like this cause I really love my fankids and this has been sitting in my laptop unfinished for MONTHS!
Tag: #frans family
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Comic strip doodle for Good food, Good Friends, Bad laughs story by Shyviolet77 (ch.53)
Apple rabbits and watermelon tie~
It would go about as you’d expect.
From @kafka_black: “ポフポフかふ氏” #catsofinstagram [source: http://bit.ly/2IYJ1Nk ]
Sans carrying her instrument for her
Let’s just say that Sansy isn’t the strongest person physically..
You gotta have a plan…
Yes please continue!
“Look at me. I wanna see that pretty face.” BORUSARA OR INOHIMAAAHSUDBDID
Title: High Rise Rating: TGenre: romance / humor A/N: Pirate AU! This will be a three-shot because I have no self-control.
Beta read by: @trolldockan 💖
“Look at me. I wanna see that pretty face.”
Boruto felt the cool tip of a blade tap under his chin, gently lifting his gaze up to meet hers. A sly grin crept up his face. Being tied up and at the mercy of the Scarlet Spring was terrifying, yet he had never felt so excited or aroused in his entire life.
They had been chasing each other for years, constantly at each other’s throats. How he wished to have her another way.
“You think I’m pretty? I could say the same about you, Captain.” Boruto wiggled his eyebrows at her. Her eyebrows shot up, and so did Boruto’s confidence. He bet his lucky stars she didn’t expect his comeback. He was so going to have fun with this. He continued, “Take it all in, I don’t mind you staring. I know you don’t get to see such a handsome man like me so often. We’re a rare breed, after all.”
“Tch.” Sarada’s eyebrow twitched. “How presumptuous of you.”
He shrugged, but that sly grin was still plastered on his face. “Only telling the truth. I can see you’re a rare breed yourself.” He raked his eyes down her slender form and back up. “You’re really pretty, too.”
“Flattery isn’t going to get you anywhere, Captain Uzumaki.”
“Hey, you started it. Besides,” he raked his eyes over her slender body. “I never lie. I know a pretty thing when I see it.”
She squinted her dark eyes at him for a moment before withdrawing her blade and sliding it into the hilt resting on her slender hip. “Aren’t you a flirt.”
“Is it working?”
This made her scowl. “Tell me, Uzumaki—“
“—Boruto.” She stopped and blinked. He gave her a warm and sunny smile. “Call me Boruto.”
“Boruto,” she stated his name hesitantly. Despite the slight tremble, she annunciated his name perfectly with such command. He never thought someone could make him come undone just by saying his name. He felt a fire burn at the pit of his belly, gaining confidence and an instant liking to the pirate captain.
He grinned so brightly that his eyes closed. “And you are, my lady?”
“Sarada.”
“Sarada.” He loved the way her name rolled off the tongue and slipped out of his lips.
Pirates usually never gave their real names, in order to keep their families safe. He briefly wondered if this was her real name, however, upon seeing a light rose tint her cheeks, he had no doubt it was.
Slowly, a smirk rose to his face. She was an open book.
Flashback
“You have a new assignment.”
Boruto didn’t bother to look behind him to meet the newcomer. Instead, he continued to drink his tea.
“Are you going to be this disrespectful all the time?”
“You’re the one who is,” Boruto shrugged. “I’m in the middle of my meal.”
“Tch. You’re being reassigned. Take your ship and crew. You’re to sail for the East.”
That caught his attention. Finally, he looked back and raised a brow. “Why there?”
The man walked closer and dumped a poster on the table. Boruto’s eyes went wide. There was a girl on it, long dark hair and eyes and a large “WANTED” at the bottom.
“Get her.”
Boruto smirked. “Oh, you bet I will.”
Flashback
The town was dark and shady. A heavy shower passed and made the road muddy and slippery. His two companions complained, whining about having to be in this part of the Orient during the monsoon season.
“They said she frequented this town,” Boruto whispered.
The Scarlet Spring. She was an evasive girl, performed her raids and stole the cargo as quick as lightning. Her crew was notorious, too. It was rare enough to find a female captain, but to command an all-female crew—that was something.
”I heard rumors that she’s beautiful,” Inojin commented. “She’ll have you eating out of the palm of her hand, and steal your soul.”
“You make her sound like a siren.” Shikadai rolled his eyes.
Inojin laughed. “You never know. How can a woman raid four ships in a week without leaving a trace? I mean—“ he raised his hands in the air, baffled. “How do you stop someone like that?”
Boruto stopped in front of the tavern and placed his hand on the door before looking back at his two friends. He smirked, “you steal from her first.”
“Haaa?” Shikadai’s jaw dropped. “What would you even steal from her?”
Boruto pushed the door open. As soon as he looked inside, he locked eyes with a girl with long dark hair and beautiful jet-black eyes. He replied breathlessly, “her heart.”
Flashback
“Hurry up, Shikadai! Steer her closer!” Boruto ran to the starboard side and stood on the rails, one hand holding onto a rope to keep him from falling into the water.
He was furious.
There was a cargo-ship burning not far from his own, but he didn’t care about that. Half of his crew scrambled to save the merchant-ship but Boruto only had one thing in mind—the Scarlet Spring.
He stood there on the rail, fist clenching tighter at the rope and a grimace spreading as he locked eyes with her.
She stood tall and proud on the quarter-deck of her ship, her red cape and raven hair swaying in the wind as they sailed towards the sunset. She tilted her chin up and threw a sly smirk his way.
He was too late. This was the seventh time she slipped right past his fingers. The wind was in her favor, and rescuing the merchants had to be a priority, lest he wanted to face his superiors and get chewed out for not even trying to save some of their goods and crew.
Boruto watched her run her hand through her hair, and he swallowed.
How could someone so evil be so beautiful?
He would have to find out one day.
Flashback
“I don’t even know her name!” he cried before slumping on the table, beer still in hand. Boruto hid his face on his arm and sniffled.
Shikadai sighed and patted his back. “No one knows much about her. Don’t beat yourself up over it.”
“Yeah,” Inojin nodded. “Shikadai should beat himself up. It’s his job to know these things.”
The dark haired boy threw a glare at Inojin, who only grinned in response.
“It’s been two years!” Boruto wailed. “Two years! I’ve never spoken to her or heard her voice, yet she haunts me in my dreams.”
Inojin and Shikadai looked at each other for a moment. They both wore the same expression, lips pressed into fine, tight lines and eyes reflecting the weight of the foreboding feeling that settled in their gut. On sync, their gaze rested on their captain who sat between them.
Inojin’s fingers drummed on the table, while Shikadai rested his cheek on fist and sighed. “I don’t like where this is going…” he muttered.
Flashback
The Scarlet Spring’s vessel, Amaterasu, was docked near a small harbour town for the night. Most of her crew were out enjoying themselves in town.
It was a simple enough mission. Board the ship, kidnap its captain and bring her back to his own ship. He had three of his most trusted men with him. Mitsuki, Shikadai, and Inojin.
As he and his men stalked quietly around, Mitsuki hung back on the rowboat below, ready for their escape.
Foolproof.
Boruto was considered a genius, but damn was he bad at math. He had miscalculated big time. The trio didn’t even make it halfway to the stern before being found out. Turned out they were expected. Someone had tipped the captain.
They were surrounded by Amaterasu’s all female crew. Most of them were young with lean bodies and tanned skin. Some wore their hair down, others tied up, their pretty faces on full display. It amazed the three of them. They all looked beautiful under the pale moonlight, but also menacing. All their weapons were pointing at the intruders.
With a rough push, Amaterasu creaked to life and sailed out on the ocean once more. Panic ensued in the three men’s minds.
The sound of leather boots on the deck caught Boruto’s attention. He looked up, and that’s when he saw her. His lips parted and uttered her name, “the Scarlet Spring.”
She smirked and tilted her head to the side. She opened her mouth. She spoke and the wind carried her voice to his ears. He could have sworn his heart skipped a beat. “Welcome aboard the Amaterasu, gentlemen.”
A loud round of laughter escaped the crew’s lips. Shikadai and Inojin were visibly uncomfortable. It certainly was different from being aboard Whirlpool, surrounded by their familiar all-male crew.
“What can we do with them, ladies?” Sarada asked slyly.
“Maroon!”
“Let me slice them!”
Boruto clenched his fists. “Let my men go, and take me hostage.
“Oh?” She raised her brow and placed her hands on her hips. “Aren’t you the brave one.”
“Heh,” Boruto smirked. “The ever handsome and brave Boruto Uzumaki at your service, my lady.”
Boruto was still sitting on the deck, arms and hands tied as he squarely stared at the infamous pirate captain. “If you let me go, I can offer you something you can’t get on a ship full of women. Unless you’re… you know.”
Sarada gaped and indignantly replied, “so what if I am?”
Boruto shrugged. “Threesomes are cool too. If that’s what you’re into.”
“GET OFF MY SHIP!” She screeched. “Take him to the plank!”
All the girls cheered. Before he knew it, he was being hoisted up to his feet and pushed towards the starboard side. “O-oi! Sarada, I was just kidding! You can’t throw me overboard, it’s such a waste of a fine piece of man!” He continued yelling incoherent, self-gratifying words.
Sarada only looked back and replied coldly, “I care not for you.”
Chocho held her hand up and silenced the crew. As the quartermaster, the crew respected her wishes second to the captain. “You say you don’t, but your face says otherwise, Captain.”
The girls all, “ooh-ed,” in unison, and started whispering and murmuring, seemingly agreeing with Chocho.
“Get back to work!” Sarada barked. Her dark eyes narrowed at her quartermaster, voice low. She was up for her teasing on most days, but not now when they had an intruder in their midsts. Losing face in front of him added fuel to Sarada’s flaming temper. “Is this a mutiny, Chocho?”
Chocho smirked and placed her hands on her hips. “Your heart will betray you before I ever will, Captain.”
“Ladies, ladies, I get this is all really chaotic and this proposition may seem unfair, but she is your captain.” Boruto pulled out his best diplomatic voice and sunniest smile. Once he had Sarada’s attention he smirked, “you could keep me tied up in your quarters, and we could go for a round or two, to call it even, ya know?”
With one flick of her wrist, Boruto was hoisted up by her crew. One opened a hatch, and he was dumped inside. The last thing he saw was the blue, cloudless sky above and with a loud thump, he was shrouded in darkness.
To be continued…
You can read more of my stories in my master post, or visit my FFnet!
Whatcha guys think? Worth continuing?
So i went to the mall earlier and-
I recently started to watch “The ancient Magus Bride” (Mahoutsukai no yome) and the two main characters remembered me Sans and Frisk, so I made a crossover.
(I’ll draw more about later.)
Anime/Manga Plot:
Having been ostracized by both her relatives and partially by society, orphaned high school student Chise Hatori decides to sell herself at an auction in order for somebody else to take her in and have a new place to call home. At the auction in London, she is sold for five million pounds to Elias Ainsworth, a seven-foot-tall humanoid with an animal skull for a head. This magus, who seems closer to demon than human, will either bring her the light she desperately seeks or drown her in ever deeper shadows in her new country, Britain.
destroy me with asgore angst
long awaited angst post about these two from me
I think I’ve watched this like 100 times today and I’m still crying
Finished but Not Perfect
Coming into a fandom late
Friendship is the BEST idea!
I remember first learning that you can cry from any emotion, that emotions are chemical levels in your brain and your body is constantly trying to maintain equilibrium. so if one emotion sky rockets, that chemical becomes flagged and signals the tear duct to open as an exit to release that emotion packaged neatly within a tear. Everything made sense after learning that. That sudden stability of your emotions after crying. How crying is often accompanied by the inability to feel any other emotion in that precise moment. And it is especially beautiful knowing that it is even possible to experience so much beauty or love or happiness that your body literally can’t hold on to all of it. So what I’ve learned is that crying signifies that you are feeling as much as humanely possible and that is living to the fullest extent. So keep feeling and cry often and as much as needed
Elys : all you have to do is pick your socks dad…
Another tiktok videoooooooo
I was bored and i make tiktok video.. The end
Just a simple sketch.. :“)….
Frans family from @shayromi
G YES he’s hella dork. ❥ feel free to use my drawings wherever you want darlings, just remember to credit me with the original link… or you’ll turn in art thieves and have a bad time ☠ Echotale AU by @yoralim
im so ready to be in a relationship so whenever the universe is ready hmu with a keeper
Anon Hate IS Illegal.
Guys, I’m not kidding.
Suicide-baiting, cyberharassmemt, cyberstalking, death/rape threats, and hate speech are illegal in all 50 states as well as Australia and the UK.
Some places include school suspension or expels. Some even include jail time for multiple years.
And yes, they can find someone by username or IP alone.
Also, yes. There are methods of catching someone’s IP. Even under a VPN.
So.
Next time you get hit with anon hate?
Casually remind them you can very easily take this to the next level. And they can earn jail time while you lay back in your chair, having saved yourself and everyone else from a violent criminal.
Your online actions have real life consequences.
Make sure they learn that.
(Just in case there’s a “the police wouldn’t do that” - Yes. They absolutely would.
Or a “I can handle it.” No. That person will continue to harass others as well. And one of them may not be as strong as you. So do it for them and everyone else.
Or a “It’s not that severe.” Yes. It is. People have died because of this. It really is that severe.)
Take action. And make sure the lives of these bullies are truly wrecked.
#in which naruto ignores everyone else because…hinata
sometimes ayano can be a bit too intense for taeko
based on this vine (x)
warning, it’s loud
You remember that post about the homestuck t-shirt design contest collaborating with hot topic? And how Hot Topic are the biggest art thieves? This is recent. As you can see above, I stumbled upon Hot Topic’s website and they are selling a very popular fan art put on a t-shirt, and did not ask permission from the original artist (rismo).
This shows Hot Topic still continues their art thievery. Hot Topic are still taking art from artists without their permission. This is disrespectful and appalling.