but i started it and i wanted to finish

About Time

Title: About Time

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Word Count: 3,468

Warning: Some slow burn satisfying smut

A/N: I wanted a jealous Sammy and some deliciously satisfying smut, so I wrote this! It’s a slow burn, but it’s worth it. Enjoy!!!

Pushing the door to the bar open a huge smile spread across your lips. It wasn’t every day you convinced the boys to go to a college town bar over a dive bar. Tonight was all about you. A successful vampire hunt, from start to finish, had been perfectly coordinated and executed by none other than yourself and the boys were thoroughly impressed. Hopping onto a bar stool you caught the attention of a cute bartender and got everyone a shot and a drink.

“Well,” Sam held up his shot glass. “To Y/N, the girl who’s turning into quite the badass hunter.”

“Awww, thanks boys. I’ll drink to that any night.”

Slamming your shot you grabbed the boy’s glasses and nodded towards an open pool table. Dean handed you some cash as they went to grab it before it was taken. Sliding off the bar stool you started to weave through the crowds of people.

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anonymous asked:

Holy fucking fuck. I just read Perdition and that is probably one of the most well written fics ever. It turned me on (ehh. A girl is hormonal) but it also felt like a punch to the gut. The thing is, I always specifically search for fics that are complete. I don't think I have the patience to sit around and wait for updates. If you have any suggestions of fics that are complete, please let me know. Hi, btw. I've never messaged you before. :)

Haha, I gotcha, anon! Yeah, I don’t really like waiting for updates, cause when I start reading a fic, finishing it becomes a priority, and sleep is for suckers! 

One Year by @aliciameade - if you want to cry, you’re welcome

Don’t Stop by @pipgoeswild - If you’re still hormonal ;) 

The Perks of Having a Gal Pal by cheeky_geek_m0nkey - If you want bechloe celebrity AU

oh the habits of my heart by shitqueen - If you miss sexually confused!Beca

Le Chien Mal Fet by thrace - If you need awkward!Beca and cute dog

That’s all I read for the last two weeks, cause finals are kicking my butt :\ But let me know if you want anything! :) 

Little Talks (Justin Foley)

Title: Little talks.

Pairing: Justin Foley x Reader

Request: Yes. And I hope you like how I turned your request into something lovely. Hope you like it.

Word Count: 693 words

Reader Gender:  Female

Warnings: It’s too lovely for me.

Summary: Justin comes over his girlfriend’s house to get some comfort after dealing with Seth.

Author’s Note: Thank you for all the feedback I got in my first imagine. I love you all. Continue requesting please.

Math was stressing me out. Normally I’ll already had finished it, but instead of starting it at my homework time, I came to see Justin on his practice. He said he liked when I came because he felt nice having me around, and he needed me.

“Sweetie, we’re almost leaving are you sure you don’t want to come with us?” Mom asked coming to my bedroom putting her pearl rings on.

“No, thank you. I still have to finish my work and also is your anniversary’s dinner, just go and enjoy yourselves.” I said calmly and she smiled.

“Thank you. Have fun with Math.” She said and went downstairs to meet dad who already was in the car waiting for her.

I put some music and continued dancing while doing my homework. It was weird but not having anyone at home and loud music helped a lot. Usually music helped me on everything. Sometimes I listened to music while I studied for my exams and information got stuck on me. Justin said it was a gift. He helped me with Math sometimes but he never liked to come to study for an important exam because he knew I listened loud music and that wasn’t he’s method.

After half an hour, I finished. But I wasn’t the only one at home. Some footsteps were coming upstairs and I silenced the music and ran to close the door of my bedroom. I tried to put all my weight on the door, and just when I thought someone would open, someone knocked the door slowly.

“Y/n” Justin’s voice cracked. And I opened the door.

He looked terrible. He had tears still on his cheeks and he was sad. When I finally got to see him he immediately hugged me tighter than other times.

“Baby, what happened?” I asked and he continued crying on my neck. “It was Seth again, right?” And he slowly nodded.

He stepped away from me. And I touched his cheeks calmly. Then I dragged him to sit on my bed closing the my bedroom door.

“Sorry I entered this way. I saw your parents car wasn’t parked and I just came by the front door. I should have climbed and-” I shushed him and touched​ his cheek again.

“It’s fine, you don’t have to climb anything, you’re part of my life and you deserve to enter by the door like the boyfriend you are.” He smiled a little.  “I’m here now, and everything will be alright, okay?” He nodded.

And he got me closer and he kissed me. Just like he did when he was mad, when someone flirted with me in a party and he had to show I was his girlfriend. Just like he did when he fought with someone, with Seth especially.

“Stay tonight, I’ll make sure you feel better.” I said and he kissed my hand.

“If I stay tonight, don’t you think your parents will find out?”

“They’ll arrive late and I bet the won’t even notice you, don’t worry.”

“But I’ll leave early before they wake, okay?”

“Are you sure you want to do that? I think is better if we just tell them in the morning why you stayed.”

“I’ll leave. Promise me you’ll agree with it.” He was serious and I nodded.

“We’ll do this your way. I won’t pressure you to anything, yeah?” I whispered closer to him and he kissed me.

“I don’t deserve you as my girlfriend.” He said tired.

“I’m the one who doesn’t deserve you. A popular pretty boy on the basketball team-” And he laughed a little.

“But you are smarter and beautiful and everything to me.” He continued and I give him a little kiss. “You’re the only person that matters to me. I promise-” He stopped talking and just continued observing me. “You look beautiful with the light from outside.”

I smiled and he kissed me again. Small lovely kisses fill with love. Just love. Justin touched my neck carefully.

“You make everything​ worth it at the end, my love.”

He said with a whisper while cuddling in bed with me until we both fall asleep.


My introvert battery is so drained. Might limit my conversations to one or two people until I start feeling like myself again.

But my parents want to go downtown for Fiesta today… which is the opposite of staying away from people. Oh well.

Going to try to update Lucky Us tomorrow if my miserable little arms are up for it. I’m in a good position: 1400 words, which could put today’s word count at 2400, which means the chapter will be finished easily on Sunday. But I can’t forget about my schoolwork, either. That teaching philosophy won’t write itself.

*stares at the ceiling* Considering Makoto’s role in a certain story… seems things are happening inside her head, or at least within her memory… a paranoid alcoholic burdened by the need to write… her name meaning “truth”… her unwillingness to be dragged into a war… the kanji for “freedom” tattooed between her shoulders where wings would be…

There is a story here. A sad and heavy story. “I bore witness to these events. I took part in these events. These people were my family and friends and no one will remember who they were or what they died for if I don’t write it down.”


Back to Adrien and Gabriel.


Finally finished my gijinkas of Sidon and Mipha from Breath of the Wild! There are multiple ways I could have tackled this, but this is what i ended up with. I wanted to keep as many of the original non-human features as possible, as that’s what a gijinka is to me.
This started as ink lines in my sketchbook, then I scanned them and cleaned them up! I deliberately kept the pencil to add to the look I wanted.
I also added on an alternate coloration, as I used different references with slightly different colors, and the original scan.


04/22/17 ~ 🌲🏞Fodderstack 10k RACE RECAP

Woke up at 4 am from a bad dream, I had trouble falling back asleep. When it was finally time to start getting up, I didn’t want to run at all. Like I had a legit argument with myself in my head, but eventually my non-lazy, running-obsessed self won over and I got ready in literally 10 minutes, grabbed breakfast for the car, and left the house. It was over 1 hour to the parking area, because it was a point-to-point course, I parked at the finish so I needed to take a bus to the start. I had a good port-a-potty session too at registration which was 👌🏻obviously lol.

Sadly I had forgotten my rain jacket at home, which I immediately and deeply regretted as I warmed up for the race and got to the starting line. It was almost pouring, and I had nothing but a shirt and some spandex on. I didn’t even wear my longer running tights; my outfit decision was a total fail today. I got totally soaked from the rain, and I was wet the whole race(luckily not cold though).

During the race, I noticed that my big toe and my 2nd toe (right foot) felt kind’ve numb, especially on downhills. This feeling didn’t go away till I finished the race, and even then I felt some numbness. I usually never get numbness in my right foot, so I’m thinking it was due to the cold/wetness. My left foot didn’t fall numb at all, and my legs didn’t feel tight at all (bless you warmup).

Luckily, everything else went without a hitch. First of all, I warmed up, and actually ran from registration to the starting line (about .36 miles). I think this was a huge factor in why I didn’t feel awful and my legs didn’t feel overly fresh. From the bus ride over to registration, I had figured out that the course had very big hills, so I was prepared mentally for the climbs, but training-wise I hadn’t really done hills like these. There was beautiful scenery to distract me, and I ran a lot of the race semi-alone with people either following close behind me or in front of me (both of which motivated me to run faster in the latter part of the race so that I was reaching paces I haven’t seen in training for a while, so yay). Getting to the halfway mark was waaaay harder for some reason. But when I finally started passing me and leaving others in the dust, I got more confident and just bulldozed through the hill climbs like they were nothing. Best part, I stopped on multiple occasions: to breath, to take pics, to enjoy the scenery. And I still made a great pace. So happy with this race and my overall experience of it. I have a lot of ties to the area that the course was on, so it was a super heartfelt and exciting moment for me to cross that finish line!!

Went to Starbucks afterward so I could finally get my hands on one of those unicorn fraps, but the location I went to was sold out 😢, so I ended up trying an iced caramel macchiato, which wasn’t too bad, and it was a nice post-race treat. Don’t know exactly why, but when I finally got home, took a shower, and sat down for lunch, I couldn’t really eat a lot (spaghetti). I had felt pangs of hunger, but I didn’t have much of an appetite when the food finally was in front me. And my stomach doesn’t feel great right now. Oh well, maybe a nap will help.

A few things of note that motivated me during the race and could help my running friends here:

1. I told myself aloud on multiple occasions that “I could it, this is easy, and this is fun”. I cannot express enough how greatly this worked on keeping the momentum during some of the more daunting uphills.

2. I pictured Jordan Hasay and her Boston marathon moments in my head during the races. Just thinking of her form, extended legs, even her tongue sticking out really kept me going lol. I guess I tried to squeeze out my inner speed demon.

3. I was wearing a cap, and this not only kept my eyes and face shielded from the rain, but also I averted my eyes during the beginning of most daunting hill climbs, just basically using the top of the cap to keep myself looking at the ground so I wouldn’t get scared and start slowing down in anticipation of the hill. This was by far one of the major reasons I didn’t walk up almost any hill, and even when I did once, I did a combo of running/walking. I will definitely be wearing a cap now when I know I’m going to be racing a super hilly course.

If you’re someone who wants to ween yourself off of music playing during races so that you can listen better to your body, I highly recommend trying these methods of motivation.

「Two In One」DMMd Fanfic

PAIRING: Aoba/Desire
WORDS: 18,300+
RATING: Explicit (contains mentions of drugs and smut)
NOTE: Alternate Ending
A/N: I wanted to finish this whole story for Aoba’s birthday since I started on my birthday. 22nd united haha! This story means a lot to me. I’ve been wanting to write this for the longest time ever and I’m really glad to finally finish this :’) thank you for reading this although I know that this story might read a bit (or a lot? haha!) different from a lot of stories you might fine on the internet. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it! <3


He’s an existence most deemed to be unneeded. Yet he exists. He exists in every other human being, he exists in a way that even the most conscious living being could never be able to control.
He’s Desire; he’s the innate, most impulsive conscious of a person – an existence that’s both terrifying and exciting.

A story told from Desire’s perspective, venturing into the very beginning where he first obtained conscious, up to an alternate ending that is a wish he has always yearned for.

[CHAPTER 1: Being Aoba]

Being Aoba is more than just bearing the name.

[CHAPTER 2: Sly Blue]

Taking control was all he wanted, but was all he never thought he wanted.

[CHAPTER 3: Two In One]

This was the best ending for them – it’s what everything they wanted, it’s everything that was nothing but normal.

(Read the complete story @ AO3)

Kudos & Comments are always appreciated! <3

Good Boy

AN: I’m sorry this took so long but life didn’t go… as planned. But I finished it so that’s good!

“Spot!” Race called from the couch in hopes it would summon him. When he didn’t come out of the kitchen, he tried again, “Spot!” Race was getting annoyed because he wanted some Pringles damnit, but then a thought entered his mind and he smirked. He started whistling and patting his legs, chanting, “C'mere Spot! C'mere! Bring me a snack! Who’s a good boy?”

Spot popped his head from around the corner, “What da hell? I ain’t a dog!”

“Oh but aren’t you? I mean, you’s named afta one,” Race justified. Spot couldn’t help but ball his hands into fists. “An’ you’s practically a jack russell, what with you being short an’ wantin’ ta fight all da time,” he justified.

“I ain’t no dog an’ if I was one I’s definitely no yappy one like dat,” he said, adjusting his stance to appear taller than he actually was. “I’d be a german shepherd or rottweiler.” Race tilted his head, looking him over, “Actually you kinda remind me o’ that doberman from Up. Y'know, the tough one with da high pitched voice,” he said with a smirk. Spot narrowed his eyes, “Well my bite’s worse dan my bark, so I’d watch it if I was you.”

“Good thing you ain’t me den,” Race laughed. “Oh an’ I almost forgot! You bark!” Spot blinked, taken aback. “I what?”

“Say ‘earth,’” Race demanded. “I don’t see wh-”

“Just do it.” Spot rolled his eyes, “Fine, but I don’t see what dis is about. Earf.” Race threw his head back cackling, “See? Y-you just went 'arf’ like you’s a dog!” Spot’s face scrunched in anger, “Oh I’ll give ya somethin’ to laugh about,” he said, making his way over to the couch. Race had no time to react before Spot tackled him down to the couch. “Talk shit, get hit!” he exclaimed, grabbing a pillow from the couch and beating Race atop the head.

“Hehehey! Whahat the hell?” Race giggled as he tried to defend himself from the fluffy assault. “Do ya take back what ya said?” Spot asked, not letting up in the slightest. “No!” Race cried out in defiance.

“No?” Spot stopped pelting him with the pillow and tilted his head to the side. “Looks like I’s gotta change methods,” he said, tossing the pillow to the side. Without warning, he drug him off the couch and onto the floor, straddling his hips. “Last chance to take that back,” Spot offered. Race, still defiant,  shook his head. “Alright, but remember, you asked for this,” he said. Race didn’t get a chance to question what he meant by that before being thrown into hysterical laughter.

“Spohohohohot! Nohohoho!”

“No? Well maybe you shoulda taken it back!” Spot said. He worked his fingers all over his torso, squeezing and digging into his sides. Race bucked upwards when Spot began scratching at his hips, grabbing for his hands to try and still them. “Plehehehehease!” he pleaded.

“You know what you have to do!” Spot declared, walking his fingers up his ribs, his laughter kicking up a notch. When he reached his armpits, his laughter went silent, and that was Spot’s queue to back off. He stilled his hands, getting off of him and taking a seat beside him. Race just laid there, panting and gasping for breath amidst residual giggles. “You’re ahahan ahahass,” Race chuckled.

“An’ you’re lucky I went easy on you!” Spot declared, placing a poke to his side. Race yelped, slapping the hand away. “That was going easy?” Race asked, rubbing away the tingly sensations still left on his body.

“Yeah, so you better listen next time when I tell ya to watch it.”

Race was silent for a moment before speaking. He turned his head to look at Spot, smirking up at him,“You’re still named after a dog,” he said, reaching out and rubbing his stomach. Spot jumped back, barking out a laugh and trying to shield himself. “Stop.”

Now it was Race who had the mischievous look in their eyes, “What? Do you not want a belly rub?” he said teasingly, scratching and wiggling his fingers into the muscle. Spot leaned back laughing, trying and failing to get away as Race sought out his revenge.

yourknightofvoid  asked:

i just wanted to say this but like. I like DirkJake. not really a ship that I'm high key on, and I usually read stuff only from ships that I'm INTO. But god damn, your work just kinda !!!!!! It pulls you in, makes you want to read more, I started actually shipping DirkJake because of your fantastic work, thank you so much for it and everything that you give to this fandom! #CameInForTheDavekatStayedForTheDamnGoodFuckingWriting

I also was mostly into Davekat and Rosemary when I finished the comic. But while I do like those pairings and they are my preferred pairing for each party, DirkJake is just…. It’s a lot. It’s complicated and wonderful and feels more impactful to me.

I am glad to drag anyone I can into DirkJake hell with me.

Slapshot // Crosby - 1.0

(I figured I would post it anyway… I hope you all like it)

“Just like that! Good! Give me your game face!” the photographer shouted as he snapped photo after photo. The flash was starting to hurt the brunette model’s eyes and she held her hand up to show she needed a break.

“Alright, take ten!” the photographer shouted.

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hannahmayski  asked:

Hi! So I'm very new to Naruto but I immediately started liking it and then I found ANBU Legacy and I binged read it a lot of it and then I found your tumblr! I just wanted to ask has your series finished? Is it still going? Thanks heaps!! ((sorry if it's a dumb question I'm still working out how insanejournal works 😅))

Welcome to Legacy!! We are delighted to have you on board. 

Legacy is ongoing. We write slowly and not always steadily, but we have every plan to continue this story for as long as health and willpower remain with us. Generally, you can count on about one update a month – if things stretch out any longer than that we usually try to post an announcement here on the Tumblr so you know it’s just that someone was hospitalized and not that we got bored. I recommend following the Tumblr for timely alerts on updates. :D

And now, back to work on The Morning After the Clubbing Thread…

- Ki 

last night at work this little girl (probably like 6 years old) was helping to bag her moms groceries. the guy who was running the register finished ringing everything up so then he started bagging the rest and the little girl said something to her mom about how she had to help him finish. and the guy running the register literally called her bossy?? and was like are you always this bossy?? like he was teasing or whatever but how are u gonna call a six year old bossy bc she wanted her mom to help bagging the groceries like ??????


This was such a lovely and gentle day! I started off with breakfast and a delicious coffee, followed by a productive boom of kanji study! I upped my daily amount so I can finish earlier and have more time for revision, super stoked about that. I had pasta for lunch, learnt about the history of Finland, and did a whole tutorial on photo editing that helped me massively with going through my Japan pictures! After all that, I watched an episode of Gavin and Stacey (will I ever understand the accent????) and then spent four hours cooking and talking with the girl squad. I forgot how intensely therapeutic it is, and I’m so happy we got around to doing that. Now I’m once again back in bed, with a little bit of an itchy throat that indicates I need a good rest & to be stricter about taking my vitamins. Also, I’ve been trying to sleep with my curtains closed because apparently it improves sleep quality. I’m not so sure yet, as the dreams seem to be more intense when my room is very dark. More research needed.

Hello my friends!
It’s time for… ANOTHER SURVEY POST (I’m sorry…?)
After receiving your advices on what I should do for the time being, I decided to start with streams (yaaaay)!
It’s a good chance to know each others, for sure. But, BUT…! I would be awesome to just know in which days I have better chances to be seen:
I’d like to know when the most of you are free to come and see me.
More infos below the line…

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Not my week.

I should probably go to the doctor that I keep feeling sick and that I do be sick now and then, and that food hates me I can’t eat anything without feeling sick. but I just don;t have the energy to go,

and it does not help when you’re trying to rest someone keeps telling you to do stuff they are more than capable to do them self,
Funny I may get all annoyed and stuff but I don’t have the ball to tell them to do it them self, like really who has the ball to tell their mom to make their owe cup or coffee or tea.
I just want to sleep but then I go but I can’t all I get its naps here and there I have not had a good full night sleep in a long time and I don’t know why,

Ever since I got that really bad tummy bug at the start of the year I have been fucked up =(

But hey I have GIF to get done and GLUB to finish, so I need to keep going….

Quick question/ramble

 I’ve finished student teaching so I’m getting quite a bit of free time and plan on working on the ask blog and tpom fics. Which means I’ve been thinking about where I’d like to go with the blog and I’ve always planned for Kico to be a pairing so I might start taking things in that direction. Plus I want to have some Hans/Skipper and Skipper/Kitka come up as well. I sorta have a few story post arcs planned with those things in mind.

So how does everyone feel about moving ahead in that direction?