but i liked the challenge of green

smackins  asked:

IT CANNOT BE SEEN BUT THERE'S BLOOD ON THE GREEN. ONLY GOD KNOWS I'M INNOCENT, TAKE ME, TAKE ME HOME. A DARK SEED REIGNS IN ME LIKE THE STORM RULES OVER THE SEA. I CHALLENGE THEE, DO NOT CROSS THIS BRIDGE ALONE. DON'T DARE ME NOW. THE THREATENING SHADOWS WILL PASS BY. THEY'RE GETTING CLOSER NOW. OPEN YOUR EYES, WAKE UP MY DEAR YOUNG FRIEND, AND HATE SHALL FADE AWAY. I WILL NOT MOVE YET. I STAND STILL INSTEAD.

Chickens don’t follow human religions. They worship the Great Egg.

100 Dialogue Prompts: Part 5

Great team work, amigos. Here’s is part 5! 

  1. “Why is there a naked Ken Barbie doll tied up in your room?” “Goddammit, ____! I told you not to go in there!”
  2. “No Candice, I am NOT selling you my soul again.”
  3. “why is the fairy holding a gun.”
  4. “Jesus Christ on a boat made of crackers, what are you doing outside of the pod ship again?”
  5. “WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT” “He said I couldn’t… and I thought it was a challenge…”
  6. “How the fuck did you dye the ocean ORANGE?!”
  7. “Why are the roses green?”
  8. “Great, you made death angry.”
  9. ”この___だ!”
  10. “That better be a press on tattoo.”
  11. “If you only listened to the nature, you could learn more than humans ever passed to us.”
  12. “So, we’re dead?” “Well, kind of… yeah.”
  13. “Remind me again why you have a centaur tied up in your truck?”
  14. “Can you stop staring into my soul every time we meet? I feel exposed.”
  15. “You do realize that he wasn’t breathing when he spoke to us, right?”
  16. “I liked you better when you where possessed by that demon friend of yours”
  17. “You’re absolutely in love with him and have been for at least 2 years if you don’t go tell him how you feel I swear to god I will”
  18. “There are worse things in life than death.” “Nobody asked you,Lucifer.” “Just saying.”
  19. “Well, it’s wonderful that you’re having a sexuality crisis, but in case you forgot, we’re kind of in the middle of STOPPING THE END OF THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT!”
  20. “Why is there a horse crashing on our couch?” “Oh, that’s Satan.”
  21. “Why would I hang out with you? You’re so incompetent! Your sacrifice to the faeries was so insufficient!”
  22. “Where the hell did the dragon go?! He was right here!”
  23. “Ok, the recipie calls for two cups of lemon and a cup of sugar, but all I see are cough syrup and battery acid…”
  24. “What do you mean today’s not a Tuesday?!”
  25. “So everyone on Earth had the same dream as me?”
  26. “you know what will solve that? Scotch.”
  27. “I didn’t ask for this!” “… you didn’t?”
  28. “How is it that the least likely outcome is always the outcome I receive?!” “You should go buy a lottery ticket.”
  29. “Guys, i know you’re all busy, but if any of you wants the dinner done, i will need my arm back”
  30. “Of COURSE I care about you. That’s why I sold your soul on the black market.”
  31. “JOHN I AM BEGINNING TO QUESTION THE VALIDITY OF YOUR PLAN” “AS AM I ALEX, AS AM I”
  32. “What?”
  33. “I will take the concept of my rage, transform it into a physical weapon, and use it to BEAT YOU TO DEATH!”
  34. “Did you really HAD to slap the shark?!” “I mean… If you want me to kick it-”
  35. “I don’t care, your tamagotchi dying is not an excuse to wake me up before noon!”
  36. “You are telling me that the socks with hearts that I’ve been mocking since the first day you arrived are, in fact, what keep you alive?” “Yes!” “What?”
  37. “So you really want me to believe that you’re actually from the future?”
  38. “Dude. What have you done. Now we HAVE TO save those aliens!”
  39. “Can you just stop?” “God no, why would I do that?”
  40. “Hey at least I get laid doing it”
  41. “While that’s a lovely story, it doesn’t quite explain the fires.”
  42. “Dude, please tell me that you planned to deal with her guardian angel when you killed her.”
  43. “That’s such a stupid idea… let’s do it.”
  44. “What do you MEAN this just HAPPENS?!” “All the time, actually.”
  45. “I swear, one day you’ll kill us both.” “Oh please, I’ve never been that reckless.” “…” “That was ONE TIME!”
  46. “Why did you buy a nuke?!” “Why wouldn’t I? It was on sale”
  47. “I am fueled purely by rage and instant coffee.”
  48. “How are you a million years old, bit you can’t even remember who George Washington is?”
  49. “Because I gave not, a single shit.”
  50. “Is that a marijuana? In my good  Christian suburbs?!”
  51. “WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT KILLING PEOPLE?? YOU NEVER USE THE DRAGON, YOU IDIOT”
  52. “I don’t care if he’s a unicorn, NO ONE EATS MY MINI EGGS!”
  53. “Jesus Christ Lewis! *Again* with the Snails?” “It’s Thursday! You said Thursday’s were okay!”
  54. “Here’s a story for you. I woke up in Vegas as a makeup guru. I was REALLY drunk.”
  55. “If all your friends jumped off a cliff would you…WAIT, NO IT WAS A JOKE, STOP!”
  56. “You’re kinda like hitchhiking Ghost Busters, aren’t you?”
  57. “For gods sake, ditch the fanny pack”
  58. “Take the tomato!” “No, I don’t want the tomato” “JUST TAKE THE TOMATO”
  59. “‘That’s no moon!’ Everyone  remembered Jimmy’s words that night as he scolded his friends for half-heartedly pulling their pants down.”
  60. “WHY IS THERE A BEAR IN MY BATHROOM”
  61. “Can you believe it?” “Just barely.”  "Man, I never thought he would ACTUALLY throw the chair.“
  62. "What did you THINK girl scout cookies were made of?”
  63. “Really? That’s not what I heard from Mrs. Sanchez across the hall!”   “Mom she’s literally a possessed cow, why do you listen to her?”
  64. “You got the rubber chicken, cheese whiz, and dish soap?” “Yep” “Ok, let’s do this!”
  65. “Are you building a life-sized Godzilla at 3am again?”
  66. “Don’t get pissy at me, YOU’RE the one who didn’t say what kind of tea bags to get for the clown!”
  67. "So YOU’RE the guy the math textbooks warned us about.”
  68. “Where’s our cat?” “I thought you were responsible for it?..”
  69. “What do you mean I’m half demon”
  70. “why are you duct taping a cat to the ceiling?” “aesthetic.”
  71. “Hope is a lie. So is philosophy, morality, language in general, the sky, dogs, and about a third of the population of Michigan.”
  72. “So let me get this straight. You filled a Darth Vader costume… With cats?”
  73. “How did I die this time?” “Well, it was pretty quick. I missed it, but from what I can tell, you convinced an entire school of 4000 people to throw watermelons at you all at the same time.” “…And?” “The impact of the watermelons threw you back a couple hundred kilometers and you landed in the ocean…inside the mouth of a particularly hungry shark.” “Goddamn it I wanted this death to be metal!”
  74. “Yesterday I learned that my childhood friend was a demon.”
  75. “Please tell me you said 'What bothers me most.’ "Yes? What the hell did you think I said?” Well….it kinda sounded like “His father’s meatloaf.’
  76. "Goddammit, why won’t you die?!”  "I DON’T FUCKING KNOW! “
  77. "I’d appreciate it if you fucking stopped, thanks.”
  78. “What the hell is this?” “It’s jello, you eat it”
  79. "You didn’t” “I did and I made them watch”
  80. "Why in the hell did you think this was a good idea?” “Look, YOU try saying 'No’ to not just a primordial deity, but my little sister as well.” “…Ok, you got me there.”
  81. “How do you know that it’s supposed to look like this?”
  82. “Are you making *tea*?!” “Well what else am I supposed to do?” “I don’t know maybe STOP THE MONSTER THATS RIGHT IN FRONT OF US!!”
  83. “Why are you in a dress?” “Lucifer wanted to have a tea party. You don’t say no to Lucifer”
  84. “So you’re telling me that aliens invaded while I was on vacation?”
  85. “I appreciate the gesture but I prefer my horses fried rather than alive.”
  86. *whining* “But Mooommm, I don’t want to save the woooorrld!”
  87. “Now I know not to cry there”
  88. “What if we DIDNT kill the king every Thursday” “Good idea we’ll kill him on Fridays instead.”
  89. “So you’re a zombie now?” “I guess I am” “So what are you gonna do about it?” “*shrug* I don’t know….”
  90. “I guess you weren’t joking when you said that the world is ruled by ants”
  91. “When I die, tell everyone 'I told you so.’”
  92. “You’re not real… You’re only in those silly books!” “Correction, my dear, you’re the fictional one.”
  93. “There was no 'free pie’ you moron! You stole it!”
  94. “Okay, I have good news and bad news. The good news is that my pet rock has gained sentience, just like we planned! The bad news is that it turns out he’s evil and is currently building a rock army with the intent of taking over the world. aaaand, he’s trying to get Mt. Everest on his side.”
  95. “Why is our baby on a wanted poster?”
  96. “Zombies are people too, Mom!”
  97. “… I’m gonna go for it. Hold my head for me real quick, and don’t put it on a mannequin like you did last time.”
  98. “Fascinating… I was unaware that was physically plausible.” “I know right.”
  99. “ACHOO!” “Bless you.” “No sorry, that won’t work on me.”
  100. “Bye, Felicia. Take you and your cat ears! GO!”

Prepare yourselves, because starting from tomorrow we will be making ‘100 Prompts That Will Make You Cry’ lists. Hope you enjoy this one. Which prompt do you like the most?

AU where the Justice League forms like usual, except Batman maintained his “totally a myth” status and has in fact been active for years before the JL forms. He’s very cautious about trusting them, but still joins, and the others sort of accepts that as long as they trust that Batman has a really hard time with trust, it will all work out in its own weird way

Then, one day, in the middle of a JL mission, the League gets in a tight spot. Out of nowhere, this blue and black blur swoops in and saves everyone’s ass. Maybe breaking some shackles that were proving very difficult, maybe disarm a bomb that the League was just a hair’s breadth too slow to reach without help, but whatever happens, the shadowy figure pauses just long enough to say, “Hey, Batman, you know you there are these things called cellphones now and you can just call sometimes, it doesn’t have to be this dramatic?” and bounds away after shouting ‘let’s do brunch! Bring your new friends!’

Batman is mortified.

No one lets it go.

The entire rest of the mission, the whole League is asking so many questions. Who was that? Do you know him? How do you know him? What’s going on? I didn’t know there was a vigilante in this area?? They don’t let up until he talks.

“That was Nightwing.” Batman is mumbling. The JL forces him to bring them to the Brunch. Brunch happens to be in a run-down apartment on the edge of a bad neighborhood, at five in the morning, in costume. Nightwing introduces himself as Batman’s lovechild with justice.

“I did not realize Batman had a child,” Martian Manhunter says, calmly enough that no one’s sure if he’s accidentally plucking a really loud thought out of the air or if he’s trying to make a joke.

Nightwing stares for a moment falling over laughing. He doesn’t get up. Batman starts trying to apply anti-Joker venom but Nightwing just kicks him and laughs until he cries. He keeps trying to wipe his eyes and his mask keeps getting in the way, so he asks everyone to leave so he can please get a hold of himself

He is still laughing when they leave. Everyone is confused. Batman is furious.  Nightwing manages to breathe long enough to say, “We’re just so glad you’re socializing now, Batman.”

Superman turns to look at Batman very slowly. “…’we’?”

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And the last two, Yellow Diamond and Holly Blue Agate! Yellow was…super difficult due to her limited palette but she was a fun challenge, especially making me work in the opposite color spectrum I usually go towards for shading when it comes to yellow! Going the green direction I feel makes her seem more intimidating and unfriendly, compared to if I went to the orange side.

Also I fucking love Holly Blue, she’s a real dick and I hope we see more of her and her clicky-clack boots soon enough. Hope you guys like!

March Create A Sim Challenge

Since March 8th is International Women’s Day I thought it would be a cool idea to do a special CAS challenge for a whole month that focuses on awesome virtual women.

Here are 31 prompts for the month of March (but you can honestly do these at any time) to spark some sim making inspiration. Be as literal or abstract with these prompts as you like, the only rule is that all the sims you make must be women! This Challenge starts on March 1st, have fun & happy simming! 

DAY 1: ASTRONAUT
DAY 2: GIRL GROUP
DAY 3: MOTHER
DAY 4: GREEN THUMB
DAY 5: SUPERNATURAL
DAY 6: TEACHER
DAY 7: MODEL
DAY 8: INDIVIDUALITY
DAY 9: STUDENT
DAY 10: THEATER
DAY 11: THE SUN
DAY 12: THE MOON
DAY 13: CITY NATIVE
DAY 14: HERO
DAY 15: QUEEN
DAY 16: SCIENTIST
DAY 17: GRANDMOTHER
DAY 18: SOCIALITE
DAY 19: RENAISSANCE
DAY 20: PUNK ROCK
DAY 21: MATCHMAKER
DAY 22: PRESIDENTIAL
DAY 23: AVANT-GARDE
DAY 24: BOOKWORM
DAY 25: PRIDE
DAY 26: SISTERS
DAY 27: ATHLETE
DAY 28: TATTOOED
DAY 29: APOCALYPSE
DAY 30: COSMOPOLITAN
DAY 31: THE FUTURE

shoot me an ask with any questions & use the hashtag #MarchCASChallenge so i can see all the wonderful sims you’re making :-) Special thanks to @wrixles for helping me with these prompts <3

My handwriting is one of my favorite things about myself, along with my love of reading and learning. And I have always hoped that I am a generous and kind person, and if I can live up to those qualities then that is what I like best about myself. Day 1 of the February challenge by @journaling-junkie

Pen: Pilot Vanishing Point, Pilot Falcon
Ink: De'Atramentis Pine Green

Sore Loser

Prompt: Armed with new words you’ve memorized from the dictionary, you were determined to break Lin’s winning streak in Scrabble.

Pairing: Lin x reader

A/N: Inspired by Lin’s recent interview where he used the word ‘rigmarole’.  I hate him.



You stood at the threshold of Lin’s office, hands on your hips as you waited for him to notice you.

He was sitting on the ground, laptop resting against his legs, custom-designed Hamilton headphones in his ears, and phone in his hand. His eyebrows were knitted together, his gaze focused on the screen as he typed.

“Lin,” you call, patience running thin.

When he cackles at something he read on his phone, you roll your eyes in annoyance, knowing that he was on Twitter. Deciding that you couldn’t wait any longer, you cross the room and stand in front of him.

It takes him a moment to realize you were there.

He gives you a sheepish smile. “Hi.”

You hold out your hand, tapping your foot impatiently.

With a groan, he surrenders his phone to you. “Really?”

You glare at him. “Yes,” you say, tucking his phone into your back pocket so he didn’t have any more distractions, “so get up.”

Lin laughs and sets his laptop aside. “You’re never going to give up aren’t you?”

You cross your arms and huff, mumbling not-so-nice things under your breath.

“I’m sorry, what was that Y/N? Did you say you were a sore loser?” he coos, standing up.

“Zzz isn’t even a real word!” you snap, the anger that you’ve suppressed from your Scrabble game with Lin last week rearing its ugly head at his comment.

“According to the Official Scrabble Player’s Dictionary, it is,” he retorts haughtily.

“And Za? What the hell is a Za?” you screech as you stomped to the kitchen, anger building as you remember his winning play the week before last.

“It’s what they called pizza in the 80’s. Duh,” Lin laughs, pressing a kiss against your temple before he sat down.

You glare at him across the table. You really weren’t the competitive type, nor were you the one to hold a grudge on someone.

But damn it, how the hell did Lin manage to beat you at Scrabble every week?! Every week! When you thought you were close to winning, he’d play some stupid word that you’ve never heard of that would let him win by a landslide.

Rigmarole.

Gherkins.

Syzygy.

It was ridiculous. You were so sick and tired of losing to him. You spent all day flipping through the dictionary, studying and memorizing words, ignoring his teasing when he realized what you were doing.

“Just accept it, I’m a genius,” Lin grins, grabbing the bag full of tiles, “I know people that agree with me.”

You snatch the bag from him once he finishes picking out his letters. “Your mom doesn’t count, Miranda,” you seethe.

Lin throws his head back and chortles, his laugh ringing throughout the apartment. “So it’s going to be that kind of night, huh?”

You play the word ‘quiz’, scoring you twenty-two points, and then give him a long look. “Just shut up and play, Lin.”



You stared at the board, eyeing your options.

All the tiles were gone and you knew that this would be your last turn. You were only winning by ten points, so you had to make sure you played it smart.

You could play the word ‘zoom’ for fifteen points, but then it would open up the triple word score slot. He’d definitely take advantage of that and win.  Or you could play it safe and play the word ‘green’. But then it’d only earn you six points…

“Tick, tock,” Lin sings, drumming his hands against the table.

You ignore him, breathing deeply through your nose as you decided to play it safe.

Lin hums, pretending to think before he lays down his last word.

You watch him with hawk-like eyes.

M-A-R-R-Y-M-E

“Marryme,” you say, glaring at him as you stood up, “do you really think I’m that stupid? That’s not a real world!”

“Y/N…” he starts, but you cut him off.

“I totally challenge the play!” you exclaim, getting up to grab your phone from the counter. “I shouldn’t even have to Google it, but…”

Your words die on your lips when you turn to see Lin kneeling before you, a velvet box in his hands.

“Y/N,” he whispers.

You gasp when you realize what he meant.

“Marry me,” you say, voice shaking.

“You’ve been with me since the very beginning,” Lin clears his throat, his voice getting thick, “and I can’t imagine living until the end of my days without you. Will you marry me, Y/N?”

Oh my god.

“Yes,” you breathe, tears clouding your vision.

Lin scrambles up to his feet and you dive into his embrace, arms locking around his trembling body. You bury your nose against the crook of his neck and sob, completely overwhelmed by your love for him.

When you finally gather yourself together you pull away from him. He smiles, dries your tears, and takes your left hand to slide the ring on your finger.

“I love you,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss against the spot where your ring lay. His smile gets bigger when you cup his face and pull him down for another kiss.

You draw back, eyes still closed as you rest your forehead against his, a very important question nagging your brain.

“Does this mean I won?”

Lin groans.

“Technically, it wasn’t a word,” you explain as he intertwined his fingers with yours, “and if you did play ‘marry’ or ‘me’, it wouldn’t have been enough for you to win.”

You let him tug you to the bedroom as you droned on. "So I won, right?”

“Hush, future-wife-of-mine,” he murmurs, pushing you up against the wall of the bedroom.

You whimper when he gives you a bruising kiss, silencing your protests. His hands reached for the hem of your shirt as he peppered kisses down to your neck.

“As if I’d let you win so easily. I still had letters to play ‘zyme’,” Lin says against your sensitive skin, “and if you really wanted to get specific, you’d lose by twelve points.”

You let out a sharp exhale when his hands trail up the curve of your back.

“If you behave, maybe I’ll let you win next time.”

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Ab-Soul: I’m Soulo, take a photo, blowin do-do in a dojo
Kendrick Lamar: We a green light, you a no go Hey Q go!
Schoolboy Q: No, Rock go!
Jay Rock: I'ma rock though, like Barack though, and my eyes low and I drive slow like Paul Wall
Schoolboy Q: Give it back though, I got y'all
Ab-Soul: Nah fuck that, I'mma ball hog
Kendrick Lamar: No fuck that, they gon’ fall off
Schoolboy Q: Gotta sawed off, I'mma hop out, let it all off, hop back in, then haul off
Kendrick Lamar: We situated, we hit the pavement so hard we all got ground to play with
Ab-Soul: A challenger is like, last year calendars
Jay Rock: Yup, you’re all outdated
Kendrick Lamar: We all amazing, you all can hate it, you can live or die that’s your ultimatum, married to the game at the alter wasted, a pound of white rice on the tribe of asians
Schoolboy Q: Niggas they’ll ride for me, bitches they desire me and what’s the one thing they hate most?
Jay Rock: sayin’ bye to me!

Let Me Love You

Originally posted by dean-winchester-crush

Let Me Love You by evansrogerskitten

Dean x Reader 

Reader is getting over a bad breakup and ready for a rebound hook up. Thankfully she meets a gorgeous green-eyed stranger who is down for a night of bliss.

Warnings: This is pure Smut. NSFW, Explicit, hook up sex, fingering, oral, anal play, language, alcohol. So basically my usual. | WC: 3183 | On AO3

A/N: This is for @luci-in-trenchcoats‘s 2K Follower Challenge, and an addition to my album challenge for @mrs-squirrel-chester‘s Album Fanfic Challenge. 


I met Sam when he came to the university library one afternoon. He was sweet, funny, and a little nerdy. It seemed like I never met nice guys anymore. And after my disaster of a relationship and subsequent nasty breakup, it was nice to be interested in someone again.

“So you’ve been in Amherst for a few days?” I asked, shuffling through discarded books on the table.

Sam studied the maps in front of us for a moment, before he focused on my question. “Yeah, my brother and I are working here on a job.”

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And the last one for the color palette challenge is for  @solangeloismydaylight​!
Clarisse with helmet hair <3
thank you for the request, this was really fun and I love drawing her!

Drunken Confession

Characters: Dean Winchester, Reader (Y/N Y/L/N)

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1.9k-ish

Summary: The Reader confesses to Dean. 

Warnings: None really. Just a bit of fluff :) 

Author’s Note: Hey guys! This is my entry for  @winchester-writes Rose’s Birthday Drinking Challenge!! My prompt: Republic Tequila - “Y'know know, they’re all ‘Well…you gotta drink too.” it’ll be bolded in the fic. I hope you guys like it!!!



Drunken Confession

I’m not that much of a drinker.

Usually, it was Sam and I that had to drag Dean’s drunken ass back to the Impala after he made a complete idiot out of himself in front of the bar’s waitress.

It was never me.

But tonight was different. Especially when the feelings you’ve been harboring deep inside your core for the green eyed Winchester were finally reaching maximum overload.

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Mewtwo sprite rating

green - his head is so large but he’s got a good battle stance, his tail is a tad bit too small and akin to a limp noodle 5/10

red/blue - he looks like he’s doing shia labeouf’s “JUST DO IT”. thanks to this mewtwo I am ready for all of life’s challenges 9/10

Yellow - a proud boy, thrusting his pelvis forward for all to see, his tail is very high quality and good as well! 10/10

Gold - very good color and shading, he’s a bit plump but that is ok!! 8/10

Silver - the colors are a bit muted, but I like this one because he looks like he’s plotting something, mischievous as fuck I like it >:3c/10

Crystal - Look at this glorious glowing boy!! Magic Man!!!!! 10/10

Ruby/Sapphire/FR/LG - very determined mewtwo here, he points forward like jotaro kujo. yare/10

Emerald - he shrinks and expands? It looks interesting but the sprite animation is a bit strange 7/10

Diamond/Pearl/Platinum - this boy is aware of his surroundings, and he’s got a top notch tail to boot! 9/10

Heart Gold/Soul Silver - now, here he is! my favorite sprite of him!! he’s doin’ a wicked cool pose plus the colors are fantastic and pleasing to the eye! perfect/10

Black/White - i was always a little bit disappointed that they didn’t animate his heart gold/soul silver sprite, and honestly his animations don’t really fit with him too much, he just sorta bounces ya know? 6/10

X/Y - Now, color wise I do not like this mewtwo very much, way too muted, I prefer the deep purples from generations 5 and 4, but the true beauty comes from him being viewed from the back

look at how LONG that tail is!!! It’s tremendous, the tail I’ve been searching for this whole time! 11/10

Green-Eyed Monster

Characters: Y/N (reader), Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Colin (OC) Misha Collins, Bob Singer (mention),

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Language, Jealousy, drinking (everyone are adults), flirting, meh I don’t know. Just read it - it is not angsty, not for me anyways. Flangst maybe.   

Wordcount: 2900ish

A/N: This is written for @jalove-wecallhimdean’s “Do it like Dean” Challenge. My prompt was ”He’s just a cheap trick…like a little slut!” - It is still in the exact words but they are slurred a bit because someone is drunk. Hope that it okay :D Thanks for letting me participate. This was fun :D

Thanks to my boo @chaos-and-the-calm67 for helping me come up with this idea, and thanks to my Sam to my Dean @blacktithe7 for betaing it for me and helping me make Jensen sound drunk. You girls rock!

It wasn’t unusual for Jensen and some of the cast members to go out on Friday nights after a full week of filming, especially not if noone were planning on flying home that weekend. Those Friday nights were as amazingly fun for Jensen some days as they were torturous other times. Tonight was one of the later.

Jensen downed yet another shot of whiskey, signaling to the bartender to keep them coming. Jensen felt his temper boil inside of him with each wave of heat the strong liquid sent through his abdomen. This was unusual. Drinking never used to affect his temper before. If anything, Jensen was a very loving drunk. He was sure he would have been tonight too if it wasn’t for Mr. Bigshot putting his greasy paws all over Y/N as she danced with him.

Jensen didn’t know the guy, but he also didn’t have to to know he was a first class asshole. Jensen couldn’t believe she couldn’t see that. He couldn’t believe she let him touch her like that.

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Vraska (Magic the Gathering)

Took roughly an hour 45, but felt the time on it was worth it. As much as I want to spend an hour on these ‘challenges’, I also need to learn to make better calls, and not go on endlessly for the sake of it. This is proof that given the right frame of mind, a little more time can be a good thing.

Sill got ways to learn, but feel like I’m getting there.

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Dylan’s journal

1: Fact: People are so unaware…. well, ignorance is bliss I guess…. that would explain my depression. - Dylan
A Virtual Book
EXISTENCES
By: Dylan
Properties: This book cannot be opened by anyone except Dylan (some supernatural force blocks common people from entering).
<<-VoDkA->>
<<-Dylan->> 
2: The 4 stages from within: most, few, some, none
Me is place outside all the boxes. 
3: El Thoughtzos
Ah yes, this is me writing … just writing, nobody technically did anything, just I felt like throwing out my thoughts - this is a weird time, weird life, weird existence. As I sit here (partially drunk with a screwdriver) I think a lot. Think … think … that’s all my life is, just shitloads of thinking … all the time … my mind never stops … music runs 24/7 (except for sleep), just songs I hear, not necessarily good or bad, & thinking … about the asshole - in gym class, how he worries me, about driving, & my family, about friends & doings with them, about girls I know (mainly - & -) how I know I can never have them, yet I can still dream … I do shit to supposedly ‘cleanse’ myself in a spiritual, moral sort of way (deleting the wads on my computer, not getting drunk for periods of time, trying not to ridicule/make fun of people (-) at school), yet it does nothing to help my life morally. My existence is shit to me - how I feel that I am in eternal suffering, in infinite directions in infinite realities. Yet these realities are fake - artificial, induced (?) by thought, how everything connects, yet it’s all so far apart … & I sit & think … science is the way to find solutions to everything, right? I still think that, yet I see different views of shit now - like the mind - yet if the mind is viewed scientifically … hmm
I dwell in the past … thinking of good & bad memories. 
4: A lot on the past though … I’ve always had a thing for the past - how it reacts to the present & the future - or rather vice versa. I wonder how/when I got so fucked up w my mind, existence, problem - when Dylan Bennet Klebold got covered up by this entity containing Dylan’s body … as I see the people at school - some good, some bad - I see how different I am (aren’t we all you’ll say) yet I’m on such a greater scale of difference than everyone else (as far as I know, or guess). I see jocks having fun, friends, women, LIVEZ. 
Or rather shallow existences compared to mine (maybe) like ignorance = bliss. They don’t know beyond this world (how I do in my mind or in reality or in this existence) yet we each are lacking something that the other possesses - I lack the true human nature that Dylan owned & they lack the overdeveloped mind/imagination/knowledge tool. I don’t fit in here thinking of suicide gives me hope, that I’ll be in my place wherever I go after this life … that I’ll finally not be at war with myself, the world, the universe - my mind, body, everywhere, everything at PEACE in me - my soul (existence). & the routine is still monotonous, go to school, be scared & nervous, hoping that people can accept me … that I can accept them … the NIN (Nine Inch Nails) song Piggy is good for thought writing … The Lost Highway sounds like a movie about me … I’m gonna write later, bye   <<-VoDkA->>
5: Da ThoughtZ Jeah
Well well, back at it, yes (you say) whoever the fuck ‘you’ is, but yea. My life is still fucked, in case you care … maybe, … (not?) I have just lost fuckin 45$, & before that I lost my zippo & knife (I did get those back) Why the fuck is he being such an ASSHOLE??? (god I guess, whoever is the being which controls shit). He’s fucking me over big time & it pisses me off. Oooh god I HATE my life, I want to die really bad right now - let’s see what I have that’s good: A nice family, a good house, food, a couple of good friends, & possessions. What’s bad - no girls (friends or girlfriends), no other friends except a few, nobody accepting me even though I want to be accepted, me doing badly & being intimidated in any & all sports, me looking weird & acting shy - BIG problem, me getting bad grades, having no ambition of life, that’s the big shit. Anyway … I was Mr. Cutter tonight - I have 11 depressioners on my right hand now, & my favorite contrasting symbol, because it is so true & means so much. The battle between good & bad never ends … OK enough bitchin … well I’m not done yet. OK go … I don’t know  why I do wrong with people (mainly women) - it’s like they are set out to hate & ignore me, I never know what to say or do. - is soo fuckin lucky he has no idea how I suffer. 
6: Okay here’s some poetry … this is a display of one man in search of answers, never finding them, yet in hopelessness understands things …
Existence … what a strange word. He set out by determination & curiosity, knows no existence, knows nothing relevant to himself. The pretty declarations of others & everything on this world, in this world, he knows the answers to. Yet they have no purpose to him. He seeks knowledge of the unthinkable, of the undefinable, of the unknown. He explores the everything … using his mind, the most powerful tool known to him. Not a physical barrier blocking the limits of exploration, time thru thought thru dimensions … the everything is his realm. Yet, the more he thinks, hoping to find answers to his questions, the more come up. Amazingly, the petty things mean much to him at this time, how he wants to be normal, not this transceiver of the everything. Then occurring to him, the answer. How everything is connected yet separate. By experiencing the petty others actions, reactions, emotions, doings and thoughts, he gets a mental picture of what, in his mind, is a cycle. Existence is a great hall, life is one of the rooms, death is passing thru the doors, & the ever existent compulsion of everything is the curiosity to keep moving down the hall, thru the doors, exploring rooms, down this never-ending hall. Questions make answers, answers conceive questions, and at long last he is content. TTYL  <<-VoDkA->>
7: Thoughtz                                                                                                          Yo … whassup … heheheheh … know what’s weird? Everyone knows everyone. I swear - like I’m an outcast, & everyone is conspiring against me … Check it … (this isn’t good, but I need to write, so here ….                                             Within the known limits of time … within the conceived boundaries of space … the average human thinks those are the settings of existence … yet the ponderer, the outcast, the believer, helps out the human. “Think not of 2 dimensions”, says the ponderer, “but of 3, as your world is conceived of 3 dimensions, so is mine. While you explore the immediate physical boundaries of your body, you see in your 3 dimensions - L, W, & H, yet I, who is more mentally open to anything, see my 3 dimensions. My realm of thought - Time, Space, & THOUGHT. Thought is the most powerful thing that exists - anything conceivable can be produced, anything & everything is possible, even in your physical world.” After this so called “lecture” the common man feels confused, empty, & unaware. Yet those are the best emotions of a ponderer. The real difference is, a true ponderer will explore these emotions & what caused them. Another … a dream.                                                                                         Miles & miles of never ending grass, like a wheat. A farm, sunshine, a happy feeling in the presence, Absolutely nothing wrong, nothing ever is, contrary 180 (degrees) to normal life. No awareness, just pure bliss, unexplainable bliss, The only challenges are no challenge, & then … BAM!!! realization sets in, the world is the greatest punishment. Life.                                                            8: Hypnosis place - It is a sky - with one large cloud, & sort of cloud-made chair - the sun is at the head of the chair … 10 o’clock up into the sky … Below, I sometimes see mist, & the green (forest green) earth - sorta a city, yet I hear nothing. I relax on this chair - actually like a chaise - & I am talking … to what? I don’t know - it’s just there, I have the feeling that I know him, even though I consciously don’t … & we talk like we are the same person - like he’s my soul … The everlasting contrast …                                                                              Dark. Light. God. Lucifer. Heaven. Hell. GOOD. BAD. Yes, the everlasting-contrast. Since existence has known the ‘fight’ between good & evil has continued. Obviously, this fight can never end. Good things turn bad, bad things become good, the ‘people’ on the earth see it as a battle they can win. HA fuckin morons. If people looked at History, they would see what happens. I think, too much, I understand, I am GOD compared to some of those un-existable brainless zombies. Yet, the actions of them interest me, like a kid with a new toy. Another contrast, more of a paradox, actually, like the advanced go for the undevelopeds realm, while some of the morons become everything dwellers - but exceptions to every rule, & this is a BIG exception - most morons never change, they never decide to live in the ‘everything’ frame of mind!              Laterz           <<-VoDkA->>                                                                                   9: <<-VoDkA->>’s Thoughts                                                                                   The - Situation                                                                                                             It is not good for me right now (like it ever is) … but anyway … My best friend ever: the friend who shared, experimented, laughed, took chances with & appreciated me more than any friend ever did has been ordained … “passed on” … in my book. Ever since - (who I wouldn’t mind killing) has loved him … that’s the only place he’s been with her … if anyone had any idea how sad I am … I mean we were the TEAM. When him & I first were friends, well I finally found someone who was like me: who appreciated me & shared very common interests. Ever since 7th grade, I’ve felt lonely … when - came around, I finally felt happiness (sometimes) we did cigars, drinking, sabotage to houses, EVERYTHING for the first time together & now that he’s “moved on” I feel so lonely, without a friend. Oh well, maybe he’ll come around -> … I hope.               That’s all - for this topic - maybe I’ll never see this again. (-> ô=-   -=ô)                 <<-VoDkA->>                                                                                                                10: My 1st Love????                                                                                               OH my God … I am almost sure I am in love … with -. Hehehe … such a strange name, like mine … yet everything about her I love. From her good body to her almost perfect face, her charm, her wit & cunning, her NOT being popular. Her friends (who I know) - some - I just hope she likes me as much as I LOVE her. I think of her every second of every day. I want to be with her. I imagine me & her doing things together, the sound of her laugh, I picture her face, I love her. If - soulmates exist, then I think I’ve found mine. I hope she likes Techno … :-)             -, I love you                                                                                                             - Dylan

I’m A Chef

Pairing: Dean x Reader (kind of)

Summary: Sam and Dean find a new place for breakfast.

Word Count: 761

Warnings: none, just Dean being a cutie.

A/N: Written for @revwinchester‘s birthday challenge but I suck so it’s like a week late :) The job I chose was chef (if you know me, you’re probably sitting there like ‘well, duh’).

You watched as two men walked through the glass door, the chime echoing and rattling you out of your daze. These men weren’t two you could miss - one of them towering over 6 feet tall, the other absolutely gorgeous with piercing green eyes that met yours almost immediately as they sank down onto the stools at the counter.

“What can I do for you, gentlemen?” You straightened yourself and reached for a pot of coffee.

“Two coffees, black. And a couple’a menus if you don’t mind.” The green-eyed beauty smiled at you.

You swore your heart stopped in that moment. He was already perfect, and that smile… 

Passing them two menus, you watched as they flipped to the breakfast page. 

“Aw, Sammy. Waffles!” Green eyes grinned and slapped his tall compadre on the shoulder.

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How cool are plants? My mornings usually look a little like this, chocolate + oat + banana smoothie bowl (going hard on the oats) and lots of pretty fruit, rawnola and peanut butter cookie dough to top. I have a big sweet tooth so I love these kind of breakfasts. 

Last week I set myself a health challenge, to stick to eating only wholefoods and things made by me for seven days. I had lots of homemade snacks in the freezer to munch on in between meals and had my smoothies for breakfast, carbs like rice and potatoes with lots of veggies and greens for lunch and dinner, and my homemade snacks for in the middle. Eight days later and I survived, didn’t even eat one Clif bar either. Not that I have an issue with any store bought food/snacks, but I wanted to challenge myself and my food and it also meant less package products and less waste. I love having homemade food to snack on (like brownies, oat bars and muffins) because I make them to my liking and know exactly what`s inside them, plus I store them in the freezer so they last forever. 

Recently I`ve been trying to be more conscious of what I`m eating, why I`m eating it, and keeping up my exercise regime and I`m feeling really good with my body these days. The mornings are getting colder now (9 degrees Celsius this morning) and I can see the warmth of my breath against the chilly air outside when I go out for my run, but every time I get back home I feel great, and so that feeling keeps me motivated every day to keep doing it.

I started this at the end of 2014 but wasn’t sure what else to do to it so I thought I would just leave it like this. I can totally imagine these two just hanging around under those lily-pads in their “vacation”! WHY ARE THEY SO CUTE

On a side note, I gained almost double followers (even though I had less than 10 to begin with) from the last picture I uploaded which was amazing! Not to mention I got 300+ notes, I couldn’t breathe wow!

Thanks guys!