|My persona, Addison. A lot of the times when I draw them I'll draw their bro and sis too.|
Layer MemeLAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDELayer Meme by JohnNeko
Name: John or John Neko. JohnJohn to the goofballs I live with. Eye color: Right eye is hazel blue and the left eye is hazel green.
Hair style/color: Short, bangs kinda go to one side, practically black.
Height: 5 feet 6 inches. 5 feet 7 inches when I stretch out as much as I can when being measured xD
Clothing style: Skinny jeans, t-shirts/longsleeves, hoodies. I also like my cardigan and adore my more punky stuff.
Best physical feature: Eyes (though most of my friends would say my butt "OTL)
LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your fears: Being Alone, my Night Terrors, Small Children, Disappointing those I care about.
Your guilty pleasure: Visual Novels and Otome Games
Ambitions for the future: I'd love to write a book that gets published some day...
LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your first thoughts waking up: "I should probably pee...but it's warm...I can wait."
What you think a
I Am 76% FurryTagged by of course Tobi-Kun :iconAkatsukiLoverXDX3:I Am 76% Furry by StitchedSmile1
[X] you meow/bark to get attention. (That's how you start a conversation in my book)
[X] you find pets toys amusing. (Mom used to take me to a dog park when I was little XD)
[ ] you get hyper by the smell of catnip.
[ ] you growl/hiss when someone gets too close to your food.
[X] you growl/hiss when someone you dislike is too close to you.
[X] you purr/shake your leg when someone shows you affection. (I purr)
[ ] if someone tosses a ball, you chase it and bring it back. (No, Valid don't run)
[ ] you love to be scratched behind the ear.
[X] you love fish/meat. (Meat! Hate fish)
[X] you like to stick your head out through the window of a moving car.
[X] you like when people pet your head. (That's one way to make me fall asleep)
[ ] people can make you stop doing stuff by hitting you on the nose with a newspaper. (Hitting me is right)
[ ] you think feathers are fun to play with.
[X] you sleep a lot during d
My DoctorI never wanted him to love me, not like that. Not like he loved Rose. I just wanted to be his friend, his companion for once. But we never became that. I made too many mistakes. My biggest one was being created. Even though it was not my fault, the way he looked at me made me feel like it was. The next mistake was falling in love. Out of all the people in the universe I could have fallen for, I fell for a man who hurt. The Master. When Doctor learned of our relationship, he flew into a mad rage and told me I could never make things right if I kept going on the way I did. He told me I couldn't love him. My third and final mistake was surviving. He gave me a choice; he said I could either end it quickly and remove myself from this world, or I could suffer on and be killed by him. He told me, he said that he would kill me. His eleventh form was always his angriest. Then again, the older her got, the angrier he got in general. Which is why I always tried to visit Nine. He was awful sweet t
A Man Called the DoctorAll I know is that it is very dark. The kind of dark that gets into your heart and makes you feel like you're alone.
But I don't just feel alone. I am alone. I haven't spoken to another human in weeks, just left in here by the Daleks to rot. I've been fed and hydrated and that's just about it.
I try to ignore the feeling of being watched, despite the darkness that I would normally trust to cloak me. I run my hands over the smooth metal walls, shivering in my thin clothes that I was given by the Daleks. All it consists of is a stretchy fabric that covers from my neck to my ankles.
I don't know why they want me. For every single day since I've been in here, I've been scanned twice a day. The entire room I'm in would light up, causing excruciating blindness for me for about twenty seconds, long enough for some kind of scanner to sweep all over the room, including me. By the time it's done, everything's dark again and I'm left with a terrible headache.
I sigh heavily, wondering how I ever
SwedenxChubby!Reader-Sleep With MeIt was Saturday night and you were slumped in the backseat of a taxi, exhausted and achy. Lucky for you, your boyfriend Berwald made a nice pillow. As a special weekend treat, he'd taken you to an amusement park, and you were out for the count.
Your head was resting in his lap and he played with your (h/l) (h/c) hair, his intense gaze staring off into space. He hated amusement parks, with all the loud noises and rude people, but he loved you and you loved amusement parks. For the most part he had just been there for protection, though he did have to admit the actual roller coasters were rather fun.
You stirred in your sleep as the taxi stopped at a red light, and a tiny smile crept onto his features. He found you so adorable, all innocent and chubby. If anyone ever picked on you for any reason, Berwald was sure to be right there by your side, though sometimes things could get out of hand. Just earlier, he had knocked a few teeth out of the mouth of a guy who'd called you "fatass". Even
RussiaxChubby!Reader:PartOneIt was easy to say that while your boyfriend was as cuddly as a teddy bear, he was definitely as strong as a real bear. Sometimes when he hugged you, it felt as if he were crushing the air from your lungs. But you knew it wasn't intentional.
Ivan had been deprived of physical contact for a long time, and he adored cuddling your soft body. You had grown used to the occasional bruising from his strong arms. He just didn't realize how strong he was, but it never really hurt, so you put up with it. You just couldn't stand to tell your loving boyfriend that he was hurting you. He seemed as oblivious as usual, just stroking your hair and humming happily.
At the risk of sounding cliche, it was indeed a rather dark and stormy night when things changed. It had been raining for a few days, and the entire time you'd been with Ivan. The two of you were cuddling on the couch, but you noticed that his hold on you was softer than usual. Not that you were complaining, but you also noticed an almost sa
Theme 1: BeginningsEverything has a beginning. Even if it has no end, it has had a beginning. Some beginnings are sad, like the beginning of a war. Others are happy. Like the beginning of a life, or of friendship. Shadow's beginning was a little sad and little happy, and this is how it went.
Somewhere in a small town on the edges of the country of Turkey, a baby was born. This baby was named Aygül, which was Turkish for "moon rose". The name seemed to fit the little girl with snowy white hair and ivory skin who smelled as sweet as a rose garden after rain. The baby was a happy baby, one who did not cry when she was born. Instead, she watched in silent confusion as large people dressed in blue and white dashed about and huddled around a red woman on a table.
There was red everywhere, even on the baby. In the end, too much red came from the red woman. The baby watched solemnly as the dark skinned doctors bowed their heads in respect of the woman who never got to be a mother.
The red woman was wheeled
I'm a freckly, sleepy, genderfluid Trash King.
Please call me Elliot or King.
I prefer he/she pronouns unless stated otherwise but if you're not sure use them/the .
I'm a total nerd, not even gonna lie. I could talk headcanons all day.
So talk to me I'm friendly and respectful.
I'm always willing to listen. If you're ever feeling down, my arms are open. <3
is my little cutie~
is my darling waifu
is my precious boo
is my totally rad sis
is just amazing and I MISS HER
commands an army of femimen (feminine men) with me and is a boss ass bitch
is my significant other but doesn't really use dA sorry haha
is my frand
So yeah hit me up, my tumblr is freckly-moron, my art blog is trash-king69 ( trash-king69.tumblr.com )
And forever RIP to Duke-Kahvi