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Headcanon: If the SLBP guys accidentally time travelled to the future (part 1)

A.N: A imagine from me XD I admit I am beyond bored in my class 😂😂😂

Tagging @jemchew , and @rainbowatnight (SURPRISE HOPE YOU FEEL BETTER

Will post part 2 with 4 other lords soon!)



• You thought he would freak out

• seeing that he was in a wholly, different, weird, alienic world than his

• But

• “I demand you to show me this fortress of yours now.”

• Not only he is not freaking out; he has a smug look on

• “Excuse me?”

• “Is my orders that difficult to grasp you insolent woman?”

• “No, I meant why in hell should I even show you every corner of my house!” You snapped back

• “What, you dare defy my orders?”

• You groaned

• well you should show him who’s the big shot or that big head of his is going to get bigger

• “Yes, so?”

• Nobunaga widened his eyes.

• Did she, a lowly misbehaved insolent idiotic woman just spoke back at him?

• “Now, Mister Oda Nobunaga, three things you should know is-” You cleared your throat “First, I am the person who brought you in after you crashed on my roof so you have no right in hell to get rude at me. Second, you shall not call me INSOLENT. Third, I am the boss here and I make the rules. You overcross them, out. UNDERSTOOD?”

• Okay maybe he’d underestimated the people in this world.

• they sure had a short fused temper.

• “…understood.”

• Well he would go along for this once

• plainly because he isn’t familiar with this place.

• When he is

• You are going to get it from him.

• “So” you handed a broom, a mop and a bucket to him and he looked at you, puzzled.

• “Why are you giving me this-”

• “Did you expect me to clean the mess you made?” You gestured at the pile of debris from the broken roof.

• He glared at you

• “Woman, do you even know who I a-”

• “Oda Nobunaga, yes. So go clean up.”

• He stared at you

• and you gave him the finger before strutting away to your room in all your glory

• leaving him with a mop

• a broom

• a bucket

• a pile of debris

• and a raging feel to strangle you on sight.

• Forget about the whole get-it-from-him part

• he is going to kill you


• “What is this?”

• “Uh… a toaster?”

• He looked at you quizzically, finger still pointing at the recently identified object known as toaster.

• “What is it used for…?”

• “Uh…” you pondered “…for toasting bread..?”

• The question mime isn’t finished yet, though.

• “…may I ask how to operate it-”

Thought you’d never ask… you smirked to yourself.

• You eagerly grabbed two slices of bread and showed him how to use the toaster

• “See… when you hear a ‘ding’, it means the bread is already uh…. suitable for eating.”

• “Really? But…” He pointed at the pieces of brownish deliciously looking toast. “…they don’t look edible to me…”

• “Huh?” You looked at him mouth gaping and he gave you a apologetic look

• “It has…. quite a unpleasant colour… Mmph-!”

• You stuffed a slice of the ‘unpleasantly coloured’ bread into his mouth before he even get to finish his sentence and he gave you a look of shell shocked hesitation. You cheshire grinned up at him

• “Don’t knock it until you try it~~~”

• You winked at him playfully, and with a sigh

• *chomps*

• he bit into the crunchy brownish roasted grain and

• “!!!”

• Wow

• You thought to yourself

• this is the first time you saw a person, a real one, looking so… sparkly eyed by eating a toasted piece of plain bread

• His eyes could outshone a billion stars and power up every solar panel in Japan with their blinding realization of the taste of

• the legendary toast

• Yes

• That’s gotta be it

• “May I… have another piece?” He shyly (not shyly) raised his empty but crumb-filled hand in eagerness and embarrassment.

• You smiled at him and grabbed a loaf off the dining table

• “Sure!” You squeaked and he smiled back

• Moral value of the story

• no one could ever resist toast

• not even the legendary perfect af Mitsuhide.

• *evil cackle*


• “G-gaah….”

• You deadpanned

• “Yukimura… for God’s sake please stop staring at those girls they’d probably think you are a pervert-”

• “Bu-but… they… woman… dressed… legs…. GAH!!!!!” He shrieked hyper high pitched after blubbering a mess of jumbled words into a full (or maybe half) sentence to you, face redder than chillies

• You sighed

• maybe it was a bad idea bringing him with you

• But you just wanted to buy some clothes for him at the nearest shopping centre - he couldn’t go full on cosplay 24/7, absolutely no

• and

• he did said that…

*30 minutes ago*

• “I REFUSE TO LET A WOMAN WANDER ON THE STREETS ALONE AT NIGHT!!!!! As a man, it is my responsibility to protect you!”

• “But- ”

• “I won’t hear any of this! I’ll just tag along and you do your thing!” Yukimura straightened his back confidently


• …just like that

• but now you are not that certain who is the protector

• Who would know that Yukimura would be so terrified of women in skimpy miniskirts?

• “W-why do they… wear so… thin…”

• You looked at Yukimura who is turning pale-ish with scarlet tints to the ears

• …looks like you gotta get him outta here or the poor boy is going to combust

• “Yukimura, come here” You tugged on his arm forcefully, intending to lead him to a nearby department

• “GAH!!”

• You looked back at him, a huge question mark forming on your head

• “I- I can walk on my.. own…” Yukimura said, face darkened into a more prominent shade of scarlet than you thought possible, prying his arm away from yours and walked awkwardly towards a store.

• “Yukimura,”

• He almost jumped at the mention of his name

• “Y-yes!”

• “The clothing department’s this way”

• “O-oh… ok.”

• You almost laughed but you pinched yourself to hide it

• what a flustered cinnamon he is


• “….little lady…”

• “What is it Saizo” you called out, hands fumbling over some stray pins and rubber bands on your hair

• “Your device is singing”

• Saizo spoke, monotone as always

• “Just ignore it” You said, holding a pin with your mouth due to your already full hands “-oh wait, can you tell me the words on my phone?”

• Saizo glanced at the black device that had just sprinted bright with life and music “Mom.”

• “Ogh mom..” You mumbled, hairpin still between your teeth when it dawned on you

• “WAIT MOM?!!!”

• There was a violent thud, some crashing


• You sprinted towards Saizo, grabbed the phone from his hands and received the call

• “Hello? Mom??” you tucked a hand in your disheveled hair

• Saizo looked at you indifferently, watching your face gradually becoming pale

• “NO….! MOM NO…! Don’t come please I am not ready how many times had I told you I DONT HAVE A BOYFRIEND IT IS TRUE THAN THE FACT YOU ARE MY MOTHER”

• well Saizo had a hunch that things are going to be entertaining in a sense

• “MOM…! NO-” you paused your yelling, and stared in disbelief at your phone

• She had hung up on you

• she is coming

• right now

• and

• You looked at Saizo


• as expected, Saizo merely shrugged

• “Why should I?”

• You groaned

• “Please…. HELP… or if she sees you you and me are going to die”

• He raised a eyebrow, clearly amused “and why is that?”

• You almost pulled out your hair

• “Saizo, I AM SERIOUS. If she sees you… then… you are going to…”

• “What?”

• “become… my… boyfriend… or let’s just say… fiance… because my mom came to keep an eye on me and… she is kinda… anxious in marrying me to any guy…”

• Now it was his turn to look at you

• “No.”


• “I don’t-” Saizo’s speech was interrupted by a roar that suspiciously sounded like a engine from your lawn and you spotted a suspiciously familiar looking car just outside….

• “I DONT CARE ANYMORE YOU ARE GOING WITH ME!” you screamed, grabbed his hand

• pushed him in a closet, and locked it

• The door popped open and out came your mom

• “DARLINGGGG how are you lately!!!”

•You sweatdropped at the sight of her imposing image and Saizo’s attempts to get out of the locked closet

• “Uh… just fine mom!” you piped up when you hear a loud thump from the closet behind you

• “Um sweetie what was that?”

• You gave a good kick to the closet beside you


Third wheel | Kian Lawley

You’re in the couch with Kian and JC and they’re like having their own world while you just sit beside them watching netflix.

“Dude just do it.” JC said half yelling and whispering to Kian and you hear a little ‘I don’t know how’ from him.

They’re just too close to each other you thought any second they might kiss now.

So since the movie’s getting a little boring, you take your phone out and took a selfie with them on the background while they look like they’re cuddling.

You opened you twitter account and tweeted the picture with the caption “Third wheelin’” and tagged Kian and Jc.

You instantly got many retweets and likes. Kian and Jc’s head turned toward you. “What?”

“Why did you tweet that?” Kian asked irritated.

“Why?” You chuckled. “You two look cute together.” You added with a smile and lean your back to the couch and your feet up.

“Awe, don’t be jealous.” Jc said.

“Why would I be jealous? I ship the two of you.” You said.

“Well, I ship us.” Kian said momentarily shocked at what he says and looked at him confused and you felt your face heating up.

“Big fan.” Jc raised his hand and put it back down immediately while nodding. Kian glared at him. “Oh yeah. I’ll leave you two alone.” And he went straight to the kitchen.

“Uhm.” It was so awkward but Kian is looking at you.

“So uhm.” He started and scoot towards you. He looked back at you. “I like you.” He said going straight to the point.

You have no idea what to say because all along you developed feelings for Kian. “But you don’t have to like me back. I mean..” He looked away scratched the back of his head, blushing.

“No. It’s cool.” You said and he looked back at you. “Honestly,” you said looking him straight in the eyes. “I.. Like you too.”

He sat up, his eyes sparkling. “Really?” He asked with a big grin and you just nodded. “So..?”

“Yeah. You can totally take me out on a date sometime.” You said with a smile as he screamed “yes!” At the top of his lungs.

Then you heard Jc clearing his throat. “You done? I.. I would like to watch the movie.” The both of you laugh and let Jc sit beside Kian.

Kian put his arms around you while you rest your head in his shoulder.

Then your eyes keep getting heavier until you heard your phone dings. Jc mentioned you in his tweet.

It’s a selfie of him with you and Kian cuddling on the background. “Guess who’s ‘third wheelin’’ now.”

———— Requests are opeewwwwn

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Characters - Dean X Reader, Sam.
Word Count - 513

The food truck Dean had picked to eat at was right next to a park and a playground, you and Sam ordered coffees as Dean got a burger with a side of fries and onion rings. You’d zoned out of the conversation when Sam started talking about a new case close by, your attention was now on the family playing in the park, the couple held hands as they walked towards the playground, their dog running after the two children who were sprinting towards the swings. As the children reached the swings the little boy helped his sister onto the seat as he tried and failed to push her. You couldn’t help but smile, he was trying his hardest to push her yet he was getting nowhere.

“Y/N, what are you looking at?” Sam questioned as he followed your gaze. When it fell on the family he smiled at you.

“Nothing, what’s the case?” You asked as you sipped on your coffee.

“Don’t know what but it’s our kind of thing and it’s only two towns over.”

“Makes sense to check it out before we head home.” You shrugged.

“Seriously you too?” Dean groaned.


“Dean there’s been 5 deaths in 3 days,” Sam informed as he pushed the papers across the table to Dean.

“Son of a bitch! Fine! Let’s go.” Dean threw his burger down, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and threw his arms up in defeat.

“We don’t have to go right away. Finish your burger babe.” You smiled at Dean as he looked at you.


“Yes eat your food, I’m not dealing with a grouchy boyfriend on another hunt.”

“Grouchy my ass.”

“Shut up you’ve been grouchy all day, you’re only happy with food in front of you.”

“Or you in front of me.” Dean winked at you as he took another bite of his burger.

“Ew. I’m going to sit in the car and make some calls.” Sam announced as he got up and took his coffee.

“What’s up?” Dean questioned as he slid the little tray of french fries towards you.

“Nothing, I’m fine.”

“Don’t lie to me.”

“Fine.” You rolled your eyes, not at Dean but at the fact he knew exactly what you were thinking when you were thinking it. “I was just watching that family and I just kept thinking about … well us.”

“Y/N … I’d leave this life in a heartbeat if you wanted to.”

“Dean you did leave you got out with Lisa and then you got dragged right back in. We’d both get dragged right back in.”

“Maybe or maybe we wouldn’t.”

“You’d get bored.” You raised an eyebrow at him.

“You could never bore me, plus if we had kids I’d never be bored.”

“Is this your way of telling me you want kids with me?” A smile formed as you sipped on your coffee trying to hide it.

“You’ve got me figured out woman, now let’s get Sammy’s hunt over and done with and we can go home and continue this baby talk.”

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Unknown King - part III

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Great Gatsby AU

Summary: After moving to New York, aspiring author Y/N gets more than what she bargained for when she befriends her mysterious neighbor. In a blur of riches and beauty, she finds herself falling for the man who remains unknown.

A/N: It’s been a week since I posted an update on UK. This story may seem boring right now, but trust me it will get better. If you want to be tagged please tell me. :)

Word count: 1.8k

Part I Part II


The next day you woke up in a startle when you realized it was 10:45. James said he’d pick you up around noon. You didn’t want to consider it to be a date, but the only friend you had was Emma and you really needed to make friends. He did say it was a neighborly gesture. It’s just lunch after all.

After a quick shower, waltzed back into your room to find something to wear. The steam from the bathroom had seeped from the open windows, relinquishing the room from the hot vapor. You slipped on a skirt and a black long sleeved shirt, finishing it all off with a pair of black boots. You tied your Y/H/C hair up into a high ponytail. By the time you were done, the clock had struck noon.

For the next ten minutes, you paced back and forth in your small living room. You constantly checked the clock, growing more anxious when the feeling of dread began to creep onto you. You came to the conclusion that he wasn’t going to pick you up. You were about to release your hair from the ponytail when the doorbell rang. After a considerate amount of time, you went to answer it.

James stood behind the door, looking apologetic. He wore a dark blue dress shirt that stretched tightly across his broad chest. His hands were stuffed in the pockets of his black pants. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, exposing his forearms. His hair now framed his face.

“I am so sorry for being so late,” he began. “I got a business call and I’m afraid it ran on a bit longer than expected.”

You smiled, “No worries. Shall we?”

He nodded and waited for you close your door before walking beside you towards his car. It was a beautiful gray Ferrari. You’ve only ever seen cars like those in movies and magazines. You tried to hide your amazement, but utterly failed and James laughed at your reaction. He opened the door for you and you gladly stepped inside. The interior was as beautiful as the outside.

“Where to?” You asked James once he got in the car.

“There’s this amazing rooftop restaurant with a view of the city,” He explained. “Very exclusive as well, hard to get in.”

“So how are we getting in?” You asked.

“The owners owe me a favor,” He smiled and sped off down the street.

The drive into the city was absolutely mesmerizing. Your neck was craned as you looked up, trying to see the top of the skyscrapers. Your head was constantly turning. It was all so overwhelming, so much to see but so little time. James was speeding through the streets. Heads turned in your direction when they heard the engine’s roar. You sunk low into your seat from the unwanted attention.

“When I first moved here I was just the same,” James spoke up. “So enthralled by the city for the first time. I can take you to all the nice places of the city.” He paused and ran his fingers through his hair. “How’s work anyhow? Any interesting stories?”

You snorted, “Yeah! I wrote a story about a kid with a mole shaped like Jesus.” You frowned. “I’m gonna need a hell of a story for Mr. Cole to take me seriously.”

“It’ll get better,” James added.

“Mr. Barnes!” The woman behind the desk smiled. She wore a traditional kimono and bowed her head at us. “Glad to have you back!”

James bowed respectfully and took the woman’s hands in his, “hello, Aki.”

“Who is this beautiful young woman?” She smiled brightly at you.

James extended a hand towards you, “This is Y/N Y/L/N.” You smiled and bowed. He turned to Aki again, “Table for two, please.”

She smiled before grabbing two menus, leading you to the tables. The walls were glass, giving a 360-degree view of the skyline. Soft music played through the speakers, providing some sort of sound the room. James pulled the seat back for you, like a gentleman. You thanked him and picked up your menu. Your eyes scanned all the food you did not recognize, underneath the English text, was a foreign language you also did not recognize.

“Is this Korean?” You asked.

“Japanese,” James corrected. “Aki’s family owns this restaurant. All Japanese food with a Japanese staff. Aki is very proud of her ethnicity.”

You took this time to scan the room. There was a grand fountain. The water fell quietly along the wall before rolling into the pool. It extended towards the tables, the water offering a soft serenity of silence. Lotus flowers floated on the water, along with koi fish. Your lips parted in amazement when your eyes fell onto the cherry blossom tree. The pink flowers bloomed and radiated as the sunlight touched them through the glass.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” James spoke up.

You nodded, “I wouldn’t even be able to step inside this place if it weren’t for you. It’s amazing.”

Before James could say anything, a waiter approached us. You ordered the drinks and left before returning with them. With James’ help, you were able to order a dish that he recommended to be the best thing on the menu.

“James,” You began.

“Call me Bucky,” He said.

You smiled, “Bucky, thank you for taking me out for lunch. I really appreciate your kindness. You’re probably one of the most hospitable soul I’ve met since I arrived.”

“It is my pleasure,” he took a sip from his drink.

“So why so many parties?” You asked.

He shrugged, “Big house, I like to keep it full of people, even if it for a couple of hours. I also don’t have much time to enjoy the place, so why not let others do so?”

You nodded, “Sounds expensive. Where do you work?”

Bucky cleared his throat, “I believe that is my personal information, Y/N.”

Your lips pulled together in an ‘O’. “My coworkers just come up with the most ridiculous stories about you, which is why I was curious.”

He sat up, “Stories?”

“One coworker said that you murdered your family in order to get the money. Another said you won the lottery and another thinks you’re in a mafia.” You chuckled.

Bucky laughed, “That’s new.” He paused. “God, don’t tell me you believe them.”

You snorted, “Of course not. From what I’ve seen you’re very nice.”

You and Bucky spoke while you waited for the food. When it finally came, you talked some more in an infinite conversation. He asked you where you came from and why you moved. You approached him with subtle questions. He wasn’t an open book, but he was an interesting character and you wanted to learn more.

“I feel like I’ve been talking about myself for too long,” You chuckled.

“I don’t mind,” Bucky said. “I like meeting new people.”

After lunch, Bucky drove you around the city. Showing you the places that you didn’t get to see. It was fascinating. The buildings were so tall, you weren’t used to it. Bucky pointed out businesses that belonged to his associates. He even took you outside of the city.

By the time you arrived back home it was already 4 P.M. Bucky followed you to your door. You turned to him and smiled. “I had a great time Bucky. Thank you again for the dinner. It was fun.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself, Y/N. We’ll do this again,” He promised. And then with a swift goodbye, he left you on your porch before getting into his car to take the short drive to his palace next door.

Once in your home, you left your hair to fall freely. Your scalp grew tired from the weight of your hair. A bath sounded great. You went to the bathroom and began to fill the tub. A knock on the door made you raise an eyebrow. Tenaciously, you walked towards the front door before opening it. There was no one at the door but a package wrapped in material as soft as silk. You picked it up and opened it. You gasped when you saw that it was a beautiful pastel blue gown. You pulled it out of the box. Its skirt fell to the floor. The design was simple yet so beautiful. You grabbed the note that sat on the bottom.

I still feel terrible about what happened to your dress. I hope you like it, I had some help picking it out.


You smiled at the letter, but it immediately faltered. How much did this gown cost? Probably a fortune. You frowned, although it was such a gorgeous dress, you knew you had to give it back. You felt selfish for even accepting it. After changing out of your clothes into something more comfortable, you shut off the water and packed up the dress once again.

The three knocks on the door sent a short sting of pain through your bones. You stood up straight, waiting for someone to open the door. It wasn’t long until you were met with a different butler. He showed no signs of friendliness. Instead, he arched his eyebrow at you.

“Can I help you with something?” He asked.

“Yes, is Buc-I mean Mister Barnes around?” You asked. “I need to speak to him. I live right next door.”

The butler hummed before opened the door completely. He motioned for you to come inside, you did so. The house is as breathtaking as the first time you stepped through it. The butler closed the door and left the room, telling you that Bucky would be down on a bit.

You were examining a painting that hung on the wall when Bucky came down the stairs. He was dressed in sweats and a plain black shirt. He smiled at you, “Did you like the dress?”

“About that,” You handed over the box. “I can’t take this Bucky.”

“Why not?” He asked, a look of worry crossing his face.

“It’s too much,” You admitted. “I’m afraid I’m not worth it. It is a beautiful dress, but I just can’t accept it.”

Bucky raised his hands as if he was about to cup your cheeks, but quickly let them fall.

“I just don’t want it to seem like I’m gonna take advantage of you,” You said.

Bucky put his hands together as if he was doing a prayer. “you’re such a pure soul, Y/N.” Before you said anything else, he spoke up. “Keep the dress, Y/N. You’d break my heart if you wanted me to take it back. Do you really want to do that?”

“No,” You admitted.

“Then it’s settled!” Bucky exclaimed. “Do you want a drink?”

“No, I have a bath that I need to indulge in,” You said. “Thanks, Bucky. I really appreciate it.” You smiled.

He nodded, “Of course Y/N”

He walked you back to your cottage. Where you said your final goodbyes before closing the door. You blew air out of your lips and set the box on your bed. It was finally time to wash the day away in your much-needed bubble bath. You mustn’t get attached to Bucky, you told yourself. You were friends.

Just friends.

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anonymous asked:

Connor are you okay? You look like you're on drugs

Samurai Jack’s Ending

Holy shit that ending was abysmal. I wonder where Ive seen literally all that shit before?

Girlfriend was actually a shard of an endgame threat

Everyone came together to help stop the big threat

Giant robots were there

The dead best friend comes back as a force ghost

and the most fucking obvious of all




God fucking dammit Tartarsauce, THIS is the finale you wanted?

Well guess what bitch it was already done better, and it had more impact on the viewer too. Fucking hell, now I wish Samurai Jack had never come back. Gurren Lagann had time to build up Nia, she wasnt some stupid boring character with no point, and regardless of your opinions, she WASNT shoved into the show after a decade of waiting for it to have a finale. 


anonymous asked:

Hello! I was just wondering if you have any ideas on """dale pike's""" Within the Narrative? I don't know what to think of it, because the writing style doesn't seem like fanfic to me and there's enough levels of meta-y things to drown me in. if mofftiss wrote us fanfiction I am going to explode

oh god ‘Within the narrative’ killed me. Oh God. Okay, deep breath. I’ll do the same as I did for ‘The One Word Test’ here, just go through and pick out the most relevant quotes for me as I go along. 

THIS JUST ANALYSES THE INTRODUCTION ‘CAUSE IT GOT LONG. If folk are interested, I could try and pick apart the whole fic if I don’t die from the attempt sos adhflslhgsjlf.

Hope this helps! From the beginning, then?

Okay, so first we have the weird tagging system- why is the fic tagged as both a Tragedy and a Comedy? Well, because of this opening quote from The Three Garridebs: It may have been a comedy, or it may have been a tragedy. It cost one man his reason, it cost me a blood-letting, and it cost yet another man the penalties of the law. Yet there was certainly an element of comedy. Well, you shall judge for yourselves.” See this post by @teaandqueerbaiting!

^I take this to mean we’ve got our ‘comedy’ Garridebs in The Final Problem, the cheap dangling Garridebs brothers gag. We’re still waiting for our truly emotional, true Garridebs scene between John and Sherlock.

Then, we come to the summary and opening notes to chapter 1:

Right, who on earth is Proper Dave? See this and this post by @may-shepard  @laughing-at-the-darkness and @221bloodnun. Proper Dave is a character from the Doctor Who episode Silence in the Library, written by Steven Moffat and directed by Euros Lyn, who also directed The Blind Banker.

Proper Dave is a PILOT (ooh little on the plane in TFP: ‘the driver’s asleep!’) He’s called ‘Proper Dave’ in contrast with another crew member named ‘Other Dave’ because ‘Proper Dave’ was there before him. It’s never twins, Watson. 

I’ve not watched this episode but basically for some reason Proper Dave “acquires an extra shadow”- this means the villains of the episode are attacking him. The Doctor tries to save him but fails, leaving Proper Dave’s “data ghost” to echo his last thoughts:  “Hey, who turned out the lights?”  Side-note: if this is the 4th favourite fic, I wonder where Proper Dave’s 3rd and other fave fics are… ;)

Now, what about the “A boring story” bit? I cannot for the life of me find the quote, but I remember Steven once describing The Three Garridebs as “a very boring story”- clearly tongue in cheek as it’s one of the most iconic moments of ACD canon, even saying in his own foreward to the stories that “you’ll be blinking back tears when the moment comes.” (x) Tagging @waitedforgarridebs in case she knows where the quote is, the resident Garridebs expert. ;)

“about the stuff between the lines.”- well, we’re all very good at finding that. <3

And the notes. Of course, nothing is certain, but to me these only become worthwhile and genuinely funny if you see them as written by someone who’s…well… very much an insider on the show. “Series 4 and 5 spoiler alerts”- that’s very presumptuous of you. ;) Saying they’ve deduced things correctly, including what they’re “probably” going to call the Watson baby– this is so funny if at this point they genuinely hadn’t decided what the baby was going to be called lmao.

Then we get one of the most bizarre meta introductions I’ve had the pleasure of reading:

“Most people think they know what’s going to happen. Perhaps you’ll dismiss this narrative early, thinking it is boring and banal and not worth the distance to that innermost cave. Or perhaps you’ll be too easily impressed and think this is a great story.
Perhaps you’re just looking for a cheap thrill. Well, this one has thrills, but they don’t come cheaply. The Powers-That-Be never gave me any trigger warnings, so I’ll give none to you, save this: Here there be dragons.
In any case, we’re going to follow the rules. Stories have rules, of course, just like chemistry, like biology. Like gravity. Perhaps—if you are an omnivorous reader yourself—you know that there are certain rules that a good story must never break.
It turns out that we’ve been wrong… and right… all along. That’s the beauty of it. That’s what makes this a good mystery.
Back up a bit. Ready the players. Set the stage.”

Originally posted by beamlyus

Originally posted by benedict-the-cumbercookie

Why, why why is this so meta. Why does it read like a set of instructions. It’s so out of place for a fic. Why is either “dismissing the narrative early” or “being too easily impressed” such an apt summary for some reactions to The Final Problem? The stage is set, the curtain rises. Here be dragons. 

We know “the rules” of this story- and we know that The Final Problem broke all of them. Steven and Mark themselves have said the episode was deliberately full of “transgressions.”

They’ve been wrong….(The Final Problem)…and right (every other episode) all along. The mixture makes it the mystery. We need to- and have solved- that mystery: why it was wrong. Because it didn’t end with John and Sherlock together. The rest of the true love story is yet to be told.

ive notice that as a fandom we give far less feedback on each others art than we used to, now we better resemble the cartoon network fandoms in terms of reblogging something without adding anything to captions or tags besides “#homestuck”

its a shame, cos i still check the tags of my art all the time, but im lucky to see someone say “haha” when back in the day people were discussing their own theor— yeah that would have done it. im far from the only person getting this silence either  so its not just that my art is boring which it might be.

since homestuck is over theres no theories to make. theyre not involved in fanart, theyre not involved in comments. i think homestuck being “the comic that never ends” was probably the life force of our fandom back then.

Auston’s Big Sister - Frederik Andersen

Anonymous said: Hey! I was wondering if you could write a cute one for Freddie Anderson! Maybe your like Auston’s older sister or something and he tries to set the two of you up when you come to Toronto to visit? Your last one with William was so cute! 😍 thanks! 

 A/N: I loved this little idea! I tweaked it just a bit but the main plot is still there! Hope you enjoy!

Requested: Yes/No

Characters: Freddie Andersen, Auston Matthews, Mitch Marner (minor Connor Brown and Zach Hyman)

Words: 2,232

Warnings: None

Originally posted by at-hannabunton

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I'm sorry to say, but this ideas blog must make an introduction post.

Good introduction posts are like fair elections, reliable cell service, or Paris Hilton; that is to say, they do not exist. Regardless, they are a necessity to life as a member of this ever-growing mass of rpg-themed blogs. As such, it is my duty to extend salutations. Perhaps this will break the trend of boring introduction posts, but probably not.

probablysnicketrpgideas is the brainchild of a tired, bored autistic nonbinary individual who has not yet reached the age of 19. They try to emulate Mr. Lemony Snicket’s writing style, but fall short with just about every attempt. Regardless, they plow onwards–metaphorically, that is. They are not even licensed to drive a car, much less a tractor.

They would suggest keeping your distance from them, as misfortunate tends to befall them and those around them. Follow this blog at your own risk.

And now, tags. Not tags as in the little scratchy bits of plastic in the back of your clothes, but tags as in notification-triggering mentions of people online. If the author has missed any of their fellow blogs, they apologize profusely. If the author has tagged you, they also beg forgiveness. They are sorry in general.


In The Name Of Love: Part Three

(gif reference to this part of the story)

“..He squinted to you out of annoyance and anger, taking a deep breath - he removed the knife…”


Bonus: Bucky dresses up as a 70s man:


You lived a life much different than any other married couple on the planet, it was full of action and mystery. But the only mystery that was unsolved was your marriage. Stuck in the boring routine of the lifeless marriage the both of you were caught in, Tony and Steve make plans to get the two of you back together - with the help of Bruce Banner. You had three weeks, and each session you noticed a change in your love life. But things could get far more messy than the both of you intended.

Notes: Bucky x Wife!Reader, Tension. Let me know what you think, and let me know if you want to be tagged. :)

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i’ve been waiting for you

summary: dan is a sad lonely boy who stumbles into old diners in the middle of the night, he meets someone as sad and sleep deprived as him and he might have just fallen in love.

trigger warnings: swearing, depression, mention of past abuse (not detailed), smut, blowjobs

extra tags: alternate universe, friends to lovers

disclaimer: this is fiction

a/n: i wrote this for me and it’s shit but i don’t give a fuck.

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Hi this is @honeyheonie previously @wonholypeach​ or Jaz as most of you know me. Its already time for my second follow forever. I had my first 2 months ago with 500 followers and now I am back with 1000+. THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH! I love you all, even if we don’t talk just know that I see you and I appreciate you. I have met so many nice people and some who I am so thankful to call true friends. Everyone has shown me such immense love and supported my fics and moodboards and I just thank you all from the bottom of my heart for making my Tumblr experience so blessed. So onto before I bore you all. Tagging my wonderful mutuals who I hope to never lose. You all are super special too me!! And a huge thank you to @ckyun for the beautiful graphic she made for me. Im still blown away and I don’t know how to repay you. Please if you aren’t already following her go and do it now and check out her amazing gifs and graphics 💜 

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M’s: @monstax-monbebex, @monstax-things,@minpuphyuk (My precious little pup💜), @moonxgi (The love of my life! My Baby Girl💜), @madtwn, @minhyuksmelody (Such a sweetheart💜), @monstax-trash-valora, @milk-hooney (My other Lulu love💜)

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Again thank you all for making my tumblr experience so special. If I missed anyone, I’m sorry!


Originally posted by fairybcby

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 2.9k

Summary: “Enjoy the ride, and remember, this is a theme park, so cry and scream all you want because no one will remember you anyways.”

A/N: Out of the five unfinished things I have planned, I honestly didn’t think I would post this first. But hey, Happy Valentine ’s Day everyone, and cheers to being a loner.

1 of 13 Ways to Fall in Love.

It’s not that Min Yoongi doesn’t like amusement parks. The rides and the food are pretty cool, even though both can cause a person to spend a bit of time in the bathroom if not heeded with caution. He likes to join in with his friends as they jostle and dare each other to ride this ride - no, that ride!, although in a much more low-key fashion. He also likes to mock their pale expressions and girlish screams afterward.

What he has a problem with is the people.

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If you were a space pirate, what would your backstory be?

Part Two (Part One can be found here.)

Captain Lik-Jennings in all her glory stared down at Adri. Adri the human from Earth. Adri, whose business tag labeled her as “Corporate Philosopher” (Lik-Jennings had taken a class concerning the planet Earth three years ago and was faintly sure Earthen philosophy was a thing of the past, but had learned to never be sure with humans). Adri, who kept annoyingly rocking back and forth in anticipation.

“So,” the captain began, adjusting the translation device cupped around her tympanic membrane. 

“So,” Adri mimicked, nervously. She also wore a translating device. The deckhand who had dumped the female here watched on from a few paces behind. 

“So,” the constant repeated, businesslike. “You’re the human journalist that’s been sending me fanmail for the past five years.”

Adri nodded. “I—yes. That’s me.” The tiniest of smiles formed in the middle of her small, pale face. 

Lik-Jennings nodded back to show she was knowledgeable in human body language and customs. “I see. And now you’re here.”

“I—Well, journalism got boring,” Adri admitted, fiddling with her name tag. Lik-Jennings waited for the female to elaborate, but she did not continue speaking and only gazed off the bow of the ship. The cosmos beyond were an impressive sight. It was the first time Adri wasn’t seeing them from behind the screen of her suite’s window in Geyser Technologies’s production tower.

“…And you’re wanting to become part of the crew? I understood that much from your letters, I think, but co-organizing your own escape and leaping out of a building into the vacuum of space just to be with us…?”

Adri stood up taller. “I’m calling it ‘trying something new,’ but yeah, basically.”

Lik-Jennings was now confused. “What do you mean by ‘trying something new?’ Is that your only reason?” She exchanged glances with her second mate. “You haven’t just escaped from prison? Your parents weren’t murdered by an arch-nemesis? You want to join just like that? Because your old job was ‘boring?’”

The human dipped her head bashfully, but still met the captain’s eyes. The captain knew she would not back down. “Yeah, I guess. Just because.” She looked around again, at all the deckhands watching them. “I read news about you guys all the time, and, well…it seemed…fun?”

Ah, so it was the romantic aspect that was making her do this. Lik-Jennings grinned, or did the equivalent of grinning her own anatomy would allow. “You’re doing it for…‘fun.’ Well. I’ve heard all these crazy stories about your species, but this time I can finally see reason in your endless determination.”

Adri perked up. “Oh, thank god. You don’t think I’m crazy.”

Lik-Jennings shook her head. “Oh, no, I definitely think you’re crazy. All of you Earthlings; you’re in for more than you’re asking for. But that doesn’t stop you from wanting and trying, does it.”

There, again–the tiniest of smiles. “Nope.”

anonymous asked:

How’s your hopes for explicitly canon destiel for s13? As in, a canon ‘Deans in love with Cas’ or vice versa (or both.). Also I’ve been out of the loop, any destiel news for s13 that I should be aware of???

Dean spent the entire hiatus kneeling by Cas, and the sun appears to be coming up between episodes, so that’s awful. No other spoilers, really, they’re being pretty quiet about what happens with Cas and just telling us generic predictable things about their reactions. Dean’s gonna pray to God and that will be awful :P

I don’t really have hopes, as in, not in a wanky “OH THERE IS NO HOPE” way but also not in a super positive “IT WILL HAPPEN” way. Just as in, I’m not forming any hopes at all. I like to keep my nose out of speculation and getting too worked up about what will happen… I mean I’ve always been a little wary of the idea of fans coming up with convoluted timelines and explanations for why they think it’s about to happen, even when they put a disclaimer that this is just their reading and it may not happen this way. And over the years I see people get bitter and wanky and miserable because they think the show isn’t delivering and it all gets twisted up into this huge entity that’s really beyond any of our control, this big expectation it Might Happen. (I mean, the “should happen” thing is an entire other thing I’m 100% behind.) 

I expect the show to go on a somewhat continuous, repetitive trajectory that they’re going to keep on with the subtext and there will be stuff about the Dean and Cas relationship in the story, and there’s going to be a LOT we can write about in Dean’s reaction and perhaps the exploration of Cas while he’s dead I’m sort of hoping for, mostly because he is so defined by Dean. 

After that though, well… We don’t know anything about what the shape of the season will be, so really all I can say is I don’t have any feeling like the show is going to back off from at least the level of Destiel we’re already getting because there’s no indications in the story or spoilers they’re backing off, and they’re putting in a lot right now, but where that all goes, none of us can say. 

BTS Reaction: Their normally chill girlfriend getting turned on and promiscuous

Seokjin:  It was his day off and he was in your kitchen making breakfast. He was exhausted last night and didn’t catch on to you obviously throwing yourself at him. You tip toe to the kitchen hugging him from behind. “Good Morning Jagiya” If only he knew. He was distracted cooking when you slowly started running your hand up and down his thigh. “not now im cooking” he smiled sweetly leaning to give you a kiss graze your hand across his crotch. After a little more teasing he shuts the stove off setting you on the counter in a heated kiss.

Originally posted by aestheticpinkjoon

Yoongi: Headphones on and face buried in the bright screen. As usual he was focused on his work. You get tired of waiting and walk over siting in his lap. He doesn’t react and continues working until you start sucking on his neck. He slides one side of his headphones off looking at you for the first time that night “babe not now” You were determined not to take no as an answer tonight. You get off his lap dropping to your knees massaging his thighs. “babe..” You take control never looking more sexy than you do now to him. Work can wait until hes done with you.

Originally posted by nevermindmyg

Namjoon: He’d be sitting at his desk reading the book that arrived in the mail yesterday. You decide to be straight forward getting to the point. You sit on his desk pulling your shirt off revealing your bear chest. “hmm” He hums not looking up yet. You lift his chin and his eyes roam your chest. “Damn baby girl why didn’t you just tell me” He marks his page and decorates the room with your clothing.

Originally posted by btsbulletproofgirl98

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Originally posted by bangtan-tan

Hoseok:He was in the practice room dancing. The way his body flowed so naturally with the music. You get up now really wanting to be against him and wrap your arms around his waist. “Dance with me Hobi” He takes your hand and dances seemingly innocent when you turn your back to his chest rotating your hips against him “what are you…?” His words are cut short when you rub your backside against him. Lets just say dance practice ended early.

Originally posted by taetaehyungs

JImin: He wanted to go to the gym that morning and of course you tagged alone. It wasn’t long before the treadmill bored you. Watching your boyfriends lift weights had your heart racing. You stop the treadmill and straddle his lap “yes?” he hangs the weight looking up at you. You softly grind against him causing a chuckle to leave his lips. “i guess someones getting a little impatient” He sits up kissing you and calls a taxi home to take care of you.

Originally posted by syuubd

Taehyung: He was laying in your lap being as cute as ever. He was on the verge of sleep when you starting rubbing his stomach. “thank you” You smiled letting him relax again. you continue rubbing slowly making your way down to the waistband of his sweats. He opens his eyes watching you “Miss me?” He smirks never once stopping you quickly going from cute to sexy in .0001 seconds. (my favorite gif of all time)

Originally posted by btswillfuckyouup

Jungkook: He would be playing a video game when you snaked your arms around his waist. He’d give you a quick kiss going back to the game when your hands started to travel up his shirt. “Jagiya..” He’d force himself to focus on the screen when you whisper in his ear. Your hot breath heating the shell. “I just really missed you” When you move around to straddle his lap the video game is long forgotten.

Originally posted by pandastwaberrie

(TBH i just liked the gif)

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