Some prom headcanons that me and a new friend on IG made because why not

I have no idea if anyone has tried calling Yoosung during the “drink chocolate milk or you die” disease, but if you haven’t; you’re missing out.

EDIT: I’m seeing comments about redoing Yoosung’s route just for this phonecall-You dont have to. This is during Day 4 and you dont have to be on Yoosung’s side to get this phonecall. Just call him after Seven tells him via chat that he cant drink coffee.

Lost and Found (Part 11)

Prompt: Imagine finding a lost dog, but it’s not just anyone’s lost dog. Who will show up at your door to claim the pup?

Warnings: Language, heartbreak, choo-choo the angst train is leaving the station, mental breakdown…?

Word Count: 1519

Note: My precious doggie went missing on 6/10 and no one has spotted her or turned her in to the local shelters or anything. I miss her so much, but it inspired this fic. Texts are in italics. Thanks to my darling beta @like-a-bag-of-potatoes

Tags: @amarvelouswritings@blackwidow-romanoff@cocosierra94@firstgal34@harleyquinnandscarletwitch @sebstan01 @camigt1999 @elleatrixlestrange@bittersweetunicorm @moonlightimagination@letsgetfuckingsuperwholocked@capandbuck


He moved around you quickly, gathering his bags in his hands. You wanted to run after him, but…your legs wouldn’t move. He said he didn’t want to be in your life, that didn’t mean romantically, that meant your existence in his world was not wanted.

Standing there frozen, you weren’t sure how to move until the door closed behind you, that thud making you jump, then run to your bed where you laid down, crying into the pillow that you shared with Seb. The bed smelled like him still and you curled yourself into the smell, letting the tears freely flow.

How had you both gained him and lost him in the same moment? With one statement he both declared his love for you and told you to let him go. How could he do that to you? How could he give you hope then rip it away? Maybe he was right. Maybe he really wasn’t someone to be with.


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anonymous asked:

why not tell us your sinful HC then we can build off them?

because im really fucking lazy

okayyy WELL i ship a lot of people so I’m just going to separate them into sections


  • Their relationship started as a fling during a late night in the office that snowballed into feelings and passing touches.  Their first night together was so aggressive and it was just to get out pent up frustration of some political strife that’s going on at least that’s what they told themselves. After that night Alex avoids Thomas at all cost, and whenever Alex and Thomas lock eyes they both blush and mumble some half ass excuse to leave. They never talk about it until four months later at an office party. Well talk is one way of phrasing it, more like Alex had five too many to drink and he pulls Thomas aside almost in tears because damn it it’s not fair he’s in love with him and he doesn’t love him back. Alex walks out of the party before Thomas can string together a response. Alex has to step into an alley after a minute of walking because he’s full blown sobbing now and he doesn’t want to be seen. “What’s not fair, is that you never gave me a chance to reply.” and Alex looks up to see Thomas standing there slightly out of breathe from running. Alex tells him to leave him alone, he’s rather not be made fun of. Thomas grabs his arm and pulls him into an embrace, and looks down at the smaller man. “Wouldn’t you like to know my answer?” and capture Alex’s lips in a delicate kiss. Wow and now the office is like sickeningly sweet,like they still fight a ton in like cabinet meetings but after its like constant cooing and loving gazes and everyone’s like ew please stop. The next time they have sex it’s still really passionate but they focus on each other’s needs, making sure the other is comfortable to keep going, making sure the other feels good. Alex likes to bite Thomas, and Thomas has this weird infatuation with Alex’s hair. Each day the couple walks in sporting new love marks and everyone internally groans because they could try and pretend they don’t fuck every night. Also both of them are really into voyeurism and-                                       honestly I’m going to make a separate post for these nerds


  • So the first time Laurens calls Alex ‘baby girl’ they are at the grocery store. They are standing in the cereal isle, “Do you want cocoa puffs, baby girl?” and Laurens doesn’t even realize what he has said until Alex replies with a strangled guttural noise. Laurens and Alex stare at each other for a very long time until Alex drags Laurens out of the store, leaving the groceries behind. I’m not saying the fuck in the back of Alex’s van, but they fuck in the back of Alex’s van.


  • So when Alex and Aaron start dating they don’t really go past making out. Alex wants to go father but Burr never seems to want to, and Alex doesn’t want to pressure him so he says nothing. One day Alex jokes about how vanilla Burr must be and something flashes in Burr’s eyes. “Quite the opposite, love.” and Alex is sputtering because, no way, no way Burr’s kinky. “Prove it” and oh jeez it just goes down hill from there. Next thing you know Alex is sitting on Burr’s bed while they establish a safe word and wow, where did Burr keep all those sex toys? After a night full of.. discoveries… Alex and Burr’s relationship has never been the same. And Alex has never been happier.


  • OKAY wow i got a lot on these nerds. Okay so obviously Herc gets turned on when Laf speaks french. At first Laf can’t understand why Herc gets upset when they speak with Alex in French. It’s not until they are both alone and Laf asks Herc a question in French, forgetting for a moment that he doesn’t speak French, and Herc is all flustered and is gripping the table. Laf is just ecstatic with his discovery and abuses his power over Herc, whispering French into Hercs ear, with one hand tracing small circles on his lower back, and the other on Herc’s arm. Herc can’t control himself and just pounces on Laf. French isn’t the only thing coming out of Lafs mouth that night. Also Laf has such a bad daddy kink and want’s Herc to call them fifille so bad but is too embarrassed to ask. Well one night Laf comes home after a wild night with lams and Herc is there sitting in the couch and is extremely angry because, wtf you weren’t picking up your phone and you didn’t tell me where you went. and laf is like “I’m sorry, daddy. Please don’t punish your fifille.” and passes out on the couch over Herc’s lap and Herc is just sitting there, shocked. Laf wakes up with a terrible headache and laying on the bed they shared with Herc. Herc walks in with coffee and advil, and while Laf sips his coffee mumbling their thank you, Herc mentions last night. “Yeah, I’m sorry about that babe, my phone died and Laurens ordered shots and-” “If you wanted to call me daddy you could have just asked.” and laf spits out their coffee. After several minutes of Laf choking and Herc rubbing their back, they fall into an awkward silence. Herc takes advantage of the silence and explains how last night they called him daddy and refereed to themselves as ‘fifille’ (which Herc had to look up on their phone) and how he’s up for it if Laf is okay with it. Needless to say, they don’t dont get much done that day.

Phillip Hamilton and Theo Burr wtf is their ship name guys (all these I’ve talked about with @theall-possiblegirl)

  • WOW I LOVE THEM OKAY. These loser are terrible a sneaking around, okay? Like their dads hate each other so they have to keep their relationship secret but god damn they are the worst. Like Theo moans so fucking loud all the time and ofc Phillip isn’t going to stop her because why would he ever muffle something so beautiful? Phillip is forgetful and clumsy so he’ll knock over a lamp after falling into Theo’s bedroom at 3 o’clock in the morning but he wont lock the door before they have sex. Cue getting walked in on constantly. Like poor Eliza and momma Theodosia because damn it these two make hiding the relationship so difficult (obvs the moms help the two sneak around). I feel like Phillip and Theo would be such gentle and giving lovers like they are always trying to put their lovers pleasure before theirs. Phillip goes down on Theo for hours, making sure Theo cums several times before she even touches him. Honestly i could talk about these nerds for hours because they are like the cutest couple ever okay?


  • These dumbasses. They both have ad a crush on the other for years, but have never told the other because that’s gay and they’re bros you know they are both frat boys irl i will fight everyone. So one night, after a couple fireballs, Angelica suggest that everyone plays spin the bottle. Madison not really for it because he really doesn’t want to see Jefferson makeout with another girl in front of him some more, but Jefferson is all for it and Madison can’t say no when Jefferson throws his arm over his shoulder like that. long story short Jefferson spins the bottle, it lands on Mads and Mads is all blushy and shit until Jefferson plops in his lap and starts making out with him. Madison can’t tell if he’s died and gone to heaven or hell, but he’s sure he’s dead because there is no way this is happening in real life. Well Angie tells them to break it up or take it to another room because she wants to continue with the game. When Jefferson pulls away Mads is really sad thinking Jefferson has come to his senses and is about to say how gross that was or something just as hurtful, but is surprised when Jefferson grabs his arm and pulls him into another room. They both wake up the next day with a throbbing headache, naked, and a vague idea what happened the night before. Mads is about to cry because he thinks Jefferson thinks he’s a freak (Jefferson is thinking the same thing) and tries to leave without waking up Jefferson he’s already awake fuckboi but Jefferson grabs his arm and asks him to stay. Cue really cute/awkward confessions and cuddles. Also Alex yelling at them when they come downstairs because he couldn’t sleep all night because they were fucking too loud.

So that took me forever to type. I’m sorry if this isn’t what you wanted, anon, I’ve never really typed out my HC this way before. Sorry it’s so long, i just have a lot to say about things. I also didn’t add everything; i might do that in alater post. Mullete and Jeffmads HC are both inspired by the wonderful @lafyettes go check out their blog, they are amazing and my highkey my tumblr crush


OMG! Persona Q is the best thing to happen to Kannao ever! I just picked it up again after not playing for a few months, just to find out I was about to start a very Kanji specific labyrinth and come across the best scene so far! I am a very happy Reecie right now =D (Sorry about the poor quality, my phone has issues taking pics of my ds)


Ya got a little…..nvm.
Sorry about the crackling my phone has always done that with videos, I don’t know why.
#backyardchickens #chickens #chickensofinstagram #Flavio #bantam

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Another fic for my SPNPolyBingo card!  This is for the “Case Fic” square, a nice little Sam x Dean x Donna.  Flangst

Summary: The boys go to check up on Donna after she goes on a ghoul hunt.

warnings: ghoul violence, worried brothers, pampering and care after a trauma

word count: ~1850

Dean pulled the Impala into Donna’s driveway, cutting off the engine quickly.  It had been a few days since they’d heard from her, so they’d come straight from another case to check up on her.  

Donna had caught wind of a ghoul in Stillwater, not completely sure what it was at first but after a bit of investigating and few phone calls with the brothers, she’d figured it out.  Last they heard from her, she was going to find the ghoul, having narrowed down the location it was probably hiding.

When neither brother could get ahold of her on her cell phone, they headed to Stillwater for a visit.

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The evening walk was so worth it. I had a stressy day at work but it’s all stripped away now.

I fed the birds, got dive-bombed by bats, found a new walking route, sat quietly with some horses and met the most incredible oak tree:

(Sorry about the blurry photo, my phone’s camera doesn’t understand twilight)

That isn’t ivy clinging to his limbs, he’s a phoenix, rising from his own ashes. I wanted to spend more time with him but a dogwalker started giving me curious looks.

I had time for a quick interaction with the majestic beech I’ve just opened communications with. I’m still learning, always learning, but the beech managed to communicate its feelings… before the neighbours curtains started twitching. I’ll have to try venturing out in the dead of night, when the local humans are asleep.

The graveyard was buzzing peacefully tonight, a much softer experience than my last night-time venture. Well, mostly peaceful… the resident owlet had rather a lot to say for himself 😆.

The Diary of Mr. & Mrs. Ackles

TITLE:  The Diary of Mr. & Mrs. Ackles

PAIRING:  Jensen x Reader


WARNING:  J2M goofiness (if that’s a warning)

SUMMARY:  Follow the story of Supernatural star, Jensen Ackles and his pop star wife, [Your Name] Ackles as they deal with the pressures of fame and being newly married. As told through their point of viewsYou think you know, but you have no idea…this is The Diary of Mr. and Mrs. Ackles.

AUTHOR’S NOTE:  This is strictly for fictional purposes only.  Any real life people mentioned that are portrayed in a negative light is not how I feel.  Just pretend they’ve been naughty.



Let’s go back in time When seeing your ID on mine

Made me crazy

Ooh baby I’m saying


Let’s go back there

Let’s take it there


I’m talking bout Back in time

When you wanted to know my every move

Tired to keep it smooth

Keepin’ up with me You drove me crazy oh baby


Let’s go back there

Let’s take it there

Stepping out onto the stage, with just a mic, my dancers, and my band, I belted the very first single off of my sophomore album, Love Uncontrollably, into an empty stadium. My crew and I were doing the final sound check before my show tonight.

This was my very first headlining tour and the first stop was New York City; the Big Apple. Tonight, I would be performing to a sold-out crowd at Madison Square Garden. I couldn’t believe it.  Me, the little girl from a small town just outside of New Orleans in Louisiana, would be performing her very first headlining show in Madison Square Garden. I was completely amazed and truly humbled by it all.

“Alright, that was perfect.” I turned to see my choreographer and stage manager, clapping. “Y/N, you are going to rock the fucking house tonight.”

I smiled walking down and off the stage to him. “You think so?” I asked when my personal assistant handed me a bottle of water. “Thanks.” I told her, as soon as I grabbed it from her grasp.

“Of course.” Marty, my choreographer, said placing his arm around my shoulder. “Aren’t you excited?”

I sighed taking a sip of my water, feeling like I wanted to throw up. My nerves were starting to get the best of me. “Excited would be an understatement.” I giggled lightly.

“Yeah.” He nodded. “But if I were you right now, I would be jumping out of my fucking skin.” He laughed.

I laughed with him. “Well that’s what I feel like doing.”

“Are you ready?”

“Yeah.” I nodded.

He then took his arm from around me, and clapped his hand again. “Alright people. Time to get ready.” He told the dancers, who were quietly conversing to each other.

(GIF:  @babypieandwhiskey)

Walking backstage, I opened the door to my dressing room when when I felt the vibrations of my cell phone buzz in my back pocket. I pulled it out and smile wide at the picture and the name flashing across my screen requesting a FaceTime.

Hopping into my makeup chair, I give my hair a couple of fluffs, before pressing the accept button.

“Hey, handsome.” I spoke, prepared to see my husband’s beautiful green eyes looking back at me.

“Hey, beautiful.” I rolled my eyes, annoyed when I didn’t see my husband in front of me, but our gigantor of a best friend, Jared. He was in a black hoodie with LOVE written across the front.  He was sans his beloved beanie

“Jared.” I stated in a monotone.

“Y/N.” He mocked, and I giggled.

“Where’s my husband?”

“Who?” He furrowed his brows in pretend confusion. “I’m not sure who you’re talking about. Who’s this husband person?”

“Haha.” I heard the sound of my husband’s voice, as Jared was pushed off to the side. “Sorry about Sasquatch. He took my phone while I wasn’t looking.” I smiled when I saw his gorgeous face appear on my screen. God, I missed him like crazy.

“Don’t be mad that your wife would rather see me than you?”

And Jensen just stared at Jared. “Dude, you’re just like dripping sweat over here. Go wipe your face off.”

“It’s not me.” I watched Jared throw his hands in the air, defensively. I let out another small giggle. “It’s the damn hoodie.”

“But it’s still you.” My husband pointed an accusing finger toward his best friend. “Go get a towel or something.”

“You’re rude. And short.” Jared teased before turning back to the camera. “I’ll be back.”

Jensen shook his head. “No you won’t.” As I watched Jared walk out of the camera, my husband finally turned to look at me. “Hey, sweetheart. How are you?”

“Better now that I’m looking at you. I miss your face.”

He chuckled. “I miss you more.”

“And I miss you more than that.” Another face appeared next to my husband, and I watched him playfully roll his eyes when Misha stood next to him. “Hey, Y/N.” Misha waved to me.

“Hey Misha.” I waved back.

“How are you?” He practically shoved his face in front of the camera, blocking my view of my husband.

“I’m good.” I giggled.

Misha pulled back and turned to see Jensen staring him, annoyed. “What?”

“Can I have five minutes alone with my wife?”

I watched as Misha tilted his head looking confused, and then immediately shook it. “No. You have to share. Sharing is caring, Jensen. Right Y/N?” He turned to wink at me, and I just giggled. God, I missed my boys.

“Goodbye.” Jensen shooed Misha off, and turned back to me. “Anyway, sorry about that. What is my beautiful wife up to right now?”

“Well, my gorgeous husband, I just finished final sound check and I’m about to start hair and makeup.” I said, and right on time my hair and makeup team walked through the door. “What are you doing?”

“Well we just got finished shooting a few scenes and then Jared, Misha and I are about to go Facebook Live about the new campaign.” He pointed to himself, and I realized he was wearing the same hoodie that Jared was wearing earlier. And come to think of it, so was Misha.

“That’s awesome. Hopefully I have time to watch it. It’ll give me a chance to see more of your handsome face. I really miss you.”

He dropped his head and smiled. That was the one thing I loved about my husband. He was always so modest. “I miss you too, babe. It just sucks. I wish I could be there for you tonight.”

“Babe, it’s ok. I know you’re here with me. But you’ve got a job to do. I’m just happy to have a few minutes to talk to you, before shit gets crazy.”

“Well that’s one of the reasons I wanted to call, make sure I reach you before you go on stage to wish you good luck, to tell you how much I love you and how you’re going to kick so much ass tonight.”

The tears welled in my eyes. “Thank you. I love you too, baby.”


“Love you too.” Both Jared and Misha appeared back on the screen. Both Jensen and I couldn’t help but laugh at our friends. With them around it’s a wonder how we even had time to get married.

“Love you guys.” I blew a kiss to all of them and in return I received three attempts at hand hearts.

Again, I missed my boys.

“Good luck, sweetheart.” Jensen winked. “I’ll call you later.”

“You better.” I pointed, and he just laughs. “Bye Jare and Meesh.” I waved to both of them.

They both waved back, Jared telling me “good luck” and Misha telling me “break a leg”.

“Love you, baby.” Jensen said one last time, before turning to Jared. “How do I turn this friggin thing off?” And then my screen went blank.

I laughed at my husband’s inability to understand technology, before tossing my phone onto the vanity where all of my makeup was neatly displayed. All the nerves and tension that had been building in my stomach melted away from that one phone call. That was all I needed. To hear his voice, even only for 10 minutes.

Now all I needed to do was put on the best fucking show of my life and my day would be complete.


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Thomas Kaplan grows up in a family that loves him, a family he doesn’t have to fight for space in. He gets screened for ADHD at a pretty young age, gets put into classes with teachers that know how to handle that, who are patient and who see the potential in him.

He doesn’t blow up a school. He thrives. He has a bit of trouble keeping friends, but that ends up fitting with the attitude he cultivates by the time he gets to high school. He’s got a few close friends, but his inability to really keep his mouth shut in the face of bullshit means he’s not the most popular kid around. He likes to get into fights because it’s a way to not be bored (because it’s a way to stand up for kids without coming off as some good doer).

His powers show up in the middle of a gym class. The speed, that is. Suddenly his social schedule is a lot emptier, but the running is worth it. He explores the city in bursts of speed that dazzle him, leave him laughing. The explosions come later, luckily somewhere a little less public (“Sorry about my phone, mom. I must have dropped it somewhere”).

When Iron Lad comes calling, he has to fight back the excitement. He’s no fanboy, but who doesn’t want to be a superhero, secretly? He doesn’t need to think about it. He says yes immediately.

He loves it. He argues with Eli and teases Teddy and only whines a little at having to take on Mercury as a codename. He gets the whole ‘mirroring the avengers’ thing but Quicksilver doesn’t really fit their theme anyway so why does he have to go with such a lame codename?

“And who are you? Speed?” Sneers the the girl in the cathedral.

He smirks. “Yes.”