12 days of who


I remember my very first day, I improvised a line. […] And as I turned to leave, I looked at Daniel, and I said, “Let us hope Mr. Potter will always be around to save the day.” And then Daniel, who was all of 12, stepped right up to me, looked me right in the eye, and said “Don’t worry. I will be.” A chill went down my spine. And as he did it, I thought, ‘Christ, this kid is good.’ - Jason Isaacs

I always find it funny when books like Harry Potter and Percy Jackson get crap for being ‘witchcraft’ and ‘anti-christian’ but you know who no one ever talks about? Phillip Pullman and his masterpiece His Dark Materials trilogy. Some of you may recognize the first book’s title, The Golden Compass from the awful movie adaption, but seriously those books are so so good and full of badass witches rebelling against the vadican for mutilating children, gay ass angels who join the rebellion so they can be free to love each other, an ex nun who escapes the oppression of the church to pursue a life of science, a little girl who is so good at manipulating she overthrows an entire empire in one day, and a 12 year old boy who murders god with a knife

☆Happy Halloween !!!!! ☆

12 Days of Christmas

1. winter festival
2. cookies/treats
3. sweaters
4. presents
5. santa+elf+reindeer
6. snow
7. christmas tree
8. shopping
9. lights
10. family
11. christmas carols
12. (free space)

hey you guys! im gonna be doing a 12 days of Christmas event sometime mid december. heres my list for the season, feel free to use it for drawing or writing prompts if you’d like.

Bliss (Thomas Jefferson x Reader)

Word Count: 700 (Sorry it’s so short and mostly dialogue!)

Genre: Fluff

Request/Summary: “{(MODERN AU)}] Can I pwease have a tjeffs x reader where Thomas is doing a lot of work and the reader tries to get him to sleep. I know there isn’t much to go on, but I would like 11, 9, 35, 52, 58, 69,90, 100. These are just to help, so you don’t have to include them all. TY” 

- @winniepoohffg

Pairing: Thomas Jefferson x Reader

AU: Modern

Warnings: None…

A/N- Historical Jefferson was an evil dick, I write Jefferson regarding the character from the play. 

He’s not supposed to be wearing a onesie in this, I just love the gif. Also, I like.. kind of… proofread? I’m a little out of it today…

Originally posted by wegotitmadeintheshade

“It’s late, why don’t you come to bed.” You said, slipping through the door and pushing back Thomas’ curls and kissed his forehead.

“Ever heard of knocking?” He asked, clearly suppressing an aggressive tone. You cleared your throat and pushed some papers to the side to sit down on his desk. He continued to type quickly, furrowing his brow as he came across something confusing or troubling in his work.

“Hey,” You said, trying to get already some of his attention.

“Hey.” He responded absently.

“You okay? You don’t look it.” You queried softly.

“Well gee thanks.” He chuckled.

“I didn’t mean it like-” You denied.

“I know. I’m fine.” He assured you. You rested your hand on top of his, bringing his typing to a slow stop. He slowly looked up at you.

“Ha. I got you to look at me?” You smiled. He rolled his eyes before turning his attention back to the laptop.

“Come to bed.” You encouraged.

“Go without me.” He countered.

“I can’t fall asleep without you next to me. You shook your head.

“You did just fine before we were together.” He informed.

“But I never slept like I do when you’re holding me.” You pressed.

“I love you so much. You know that right?” He told you reaching over take your hand with one of his as he typed with the other.

“I love you too.” You responded, leaning down to kiss his forehead again.

“Now go back to bed.” He ordered.

“Nuh-uh.” You said. “I’m not going to bed until you are.”

“Don’t worry about me, you need your sleep.” He waved you off.

“And you don’t?” You raised your eyebrows.

You sat on the chair behind Thomas as he sat on the floor, still typing furiously. You were slowly putting the entirety of his hair into three or four braids.

“You ready to go to bed yet?” You yawned.

“Almost done.” He told you, almost in a whisper.

“You said that an hour ago.” You pointed out.

“This time I’m telling the truth.” He chuckled.

“What does ‘almost done’ mean though, how much do you have left to do?” You questioned, running your fingers through his hair to undo the braids once you were finished with them. “It means I only have a little bit left to do.” He answered.

“How much is a little bit?” You queried in response.

“A small amount.”

“What’s a small amount though?”

“Not very much.” He laughed again at your frustration and inability to receive a straight answer from him.

“Tommy I’m tired.” You whined, using the nickname he hated.

“Then go to bed.” He replied with a shrug.

“But I’m not gonna go to bed until you do, I promised.” You slid down, off the chair, to sit on the floor next to him. You pried one of his hands from the keyboard and brought his arm around your shoulders. Leaning into his shoulder, you yawned again and let your eyes drift shut.

It wasn’t long before Thomas noticed you’d fallen asleep next to him. He nudged you, seeing what could wake you. You didn’t stir at the movement so he shut his laptop and put it to the side, carefully bringing you into his arms. He stood up with you in his arms and slowly walked to the bedroom. After setting you down on the bed and bringing the covers over you he just stared at the bed. He glanced back in the direction of his home office, he still had so much work to do. He turned his eyes back to you, he couldn’t help thinking about how absolutely adorable you were when you slept. He then stared longingly at his side of the bed. Every inch of his being wanted to be there.

“Fuck it, I’m tired.” He mumbled to himself, stripping off his shirt and flopping down on the bed.

You woke and found yourself drowning in your own grey sheets, glancing at the clock you estimated it had been about two hours since you’d fallen asleep. You rolled over and was happy to find Thomas asleep next to you. You scooted yourself closer and curled up against his chest.  

Ahhh, bliss.

Imagine Woozi secretly giving you a kiss on the forehead when you’re asleep.


CDC days 12 + 13, with more Killjoys background characters! Two cute clown siblings who perform at the mob-owned casino. Jo is kinda like the announcer/hype guy for acts, and Val is more about managing the other acts backstage. Sometimes they do a couple songs together, but they’re too great at managing for their own good and don’t get on stage all that much.


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Girlfriend Tag Questions - Lesbian Edition

Here are some questions to answer when filming a girlfriend tag video with you and your girlfriend. Pick and choose which questions you want to answer, or simply answer them all. Have fun!

1. When and where did you meet?
2. What did you first notice about each other?
3. Who first asked the other out?
4. Where was your first date?
5. Who said “I love you” first?
6. What made you realize you were in love with her?
7. When is your anniversary?
8. From 1-10, rate your first kiss.
9. From 1-10, how good of a kisser is your girlfriend now?
10. How many times a day do you kiss each other?
11. How many times a day do you tell each other you love them?
12. Who says “I love you” more?
13. When did you meet each other’s parents and what was that like?
14. How do you usually spend your time together?
15. What is one thing your girlfriend does that you don’t like?
16. What is your girlfriend’s favorite food?
17. What is your girlfriend’s least favorite food?
18. What is your girlfriend’s favorite musical artist?
19. Do you have a couple song?
20. Do you have a couple name (i.e. Brangelina)?
21. What side of the bed do you sleep on?
22. Who is the better driver?
23. Who is the better cook?
24. What is your girlfriend’s favorite TV show?
25. What is your girlfriend’s favorite movie?
26. What do you and your girlfriend fight about the most?
27. Does your girlfriend have any quirky habits?
28. Who is your girlfriend’s #1 celebrity crush?
29. Does your girlfriend like and/or play any sports? If so, which ones?
30. What sports team(s) does your girlfriend root for?
31. What nationality(s) is your girlfriend?
32. What is your girlfriend’s signature style/signature outfit?
33. What is your girlfriend’s eye color?
34. What is your girlfriend’s shoe size?
35. Is your girlfriend right or left handed?
36. What is one thing about your girlfriend most people don’t know?
37. What are your pet names for each other?
38. What is the #1 item on your girlfriend’s bucket list?
39. How do you get over an argument?
40. Will you wear a dress at your wedding?
41. What is your girlfriend’s favorite animal?
42. Who is more likey to forget where they put things?
43. Who is more likely to refuse sex at night?
44. Who is more likely to laugh for no reason?
45. Who is more likely to leave random lights on?
46. Who squashes the bugs?
47. Does your girlfriend have any allergies?
48. What is your girlfriend’s favorite color?
49. Who spends more when shopping?
50. How many people are in your girlfriend’s family?


Who’s ready for the 12 days of Christmas?! The Loud Family is! 

Tree Lighting - Peter Parker

25 Days of Fics Day 12!
A day late! But who’s surprised

Peter was tapping his pen on the table, waiting for you to respond. You grabbed his hand, making him stop. 

“Peter. Please.”

“Have you made up your mind yet?”

“Since you asked me two minutes ago? No. It’s going to be really, really busy.”

“But we’ll have a really, really great view,” he said, scooting closer to you on the cafeteria table. “Come on.”

“Fine,” you said with a sigh. He smiled and laughed before leaning in to kiss your cheek.

“Great. So I’ll see you tonight?”

“Yes. Now go to class before your late.” You grabbed onto his sleeve, pulling him down to kiss your lips.

“I love you,” he said under his breath.

“You too. Now go!” He smiled and took off for the hallway. Your best friend was sitting on the other end of the table, looking like she could vomit. “What?”

“You guys are gross. But cute. What’s happening tonight?” 

“We’re going to the tree lighting.”

“Good luck with that. That thing is going to be packed.”

“Peter thinks he can get us a good view,” you said with a smirk. You were one of the only ones who knew that Peter was the Spiderman. 

“Good luck with that,” she responded. 

That night, after donning your thickest winter coat, a pair of gloves, a hat, and a scarf, you left your house. You began walking down the street towards Peter’s apartment. About halfway there, you felt something sticky on your waist and were suddenly pulled into an alleyway. 

“Peter!” you said when you finally saw him. “What the hell? Someone could have seen you!”

“But they didn’t,” he said, grabbing your hand to help you up. He kissed you when he wrapped his arm around your waist. “Let’s go.” You nodded. He kept a firm grip on your waist as he shot his arm up into the air. The webbing that came out from his hand attached onto the rooftop, and suddenly you were sliding up towards the top. Peter helped you sit on the rooftop, giving you time to climb up. 

“This is a pretty lame view,” you said, looking out on the city. You could see the tree in Rockefeller Center, but just the teeny, tiny tip of it. Peter laughed, coming up behind you and kissing your cheek. He wrapped his arm around your waist before flying off again. 

This time, you weren’t prepared, and had to wrap your arms around his neck to keep yourself balanced. He swung over to another roof, running onto the landing. You took a minute to catch your breath before flying off again. Over and over, Peter swung through out New York City, landing on different buildings. 

Soon, you were finally on a rooftop near enough to Rockefeller Center. Peter stopped and loosened his grip from your waist. He sat down on the edge of the building, and so did you. 

“Pretty great view, right,” he said, knocking his shoulder against yours.

“The best.” He smiled as you leaned onto his shoulder. The group around the tree was already huge, and there was still an hour until the lighting began. The scarf around Peter’s neck was warm and soft, compared to the bitter cold wind of the night. For a while, the two of you just sat in silence, staying snuggled up. However, as the time went on, it got colder and colder. When you shivered for the fourth time, Peter laughed.

“What?” you asked, looking up at him. He shook his head.

“Nothing. Hold on one second. I’ll warm you up.” He moved his arm from your shoulder, making you instantly colder. He stood up and slung a web out across the street.

“Where are you goin-” You didn’t get a chance to finish your sentence before Peter flew off of the building. You sighed, watching him go as long as you could. Once he was out of sight, though, you didn’t have anything to keep you occupied. You kept your arms tight around you, and eventually music started playing from the stage in front of the tree. Peter still wasn’t back yet, and you were starting to worry that he would miss the lighting. However, just as you were thinking about calling him or looking for him, he climbed up the side of the wall.

“There you are.”

“You look worried,” he said, still not coming up completely. 

“Maybe I was. I’m a little more worried about the fact that you’re just chilling on the side of the building. Come up here.” He laughed, and before climbing up, he procured two hot coffees. Your eyes lit up as you reached for one. “I love you,” you said, leaning over to kiss him.

“I love you, too. Did I miss anything?”

“No, it’s just about to start.” He nodded and wrapped his arm back around your shoulder. You rested against his chest, taking a sip of your coffee. The hot liquid immediately warmed you and you smiled. 

A few minutes later, people began talking down on the platform. You were so high up that you couldn’t hear exactly what they were saying, just some mumbling. Some celebrity you had never heard of was performing a song and you looked over at Peter. He smiled and kissed you, pulling you in close by your scarf.

Peter kissed you deeply, holding you close. The warmth of the his lips were the only things that were keeping you from freezing at the moment. You ran your fingers through his curly locks and when you opened your eyes, the tree was already lit up.

“Oh shit,” Peter said, wiping his mouth a little. “We missed the lighting.” You laughed and shook your head.

“We just missed the build up. The stupid celebrities and the people chanting. I like our countdown more.” He smiled and leaned in, kissing you again.

“Me too.” You rested your head against his shoulder, looking at the newly lit up tree. The colors were so bright, even from here. 

“Thank you,” you said, looking back at him.

“You’re welcome. Merry Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas,” you said with a smile before looking back at the tree again.