but the big quote kinda makes up for it i guess

anonymous asked:

could you possibly please rec a couple of your fave fics? ♥️

Ok, so I’m assuming: klance fics? Alright, here we go:

texting fics (I love those kind of fics. They almost always seem to nail characters’ personalities and texting style and are so funny to read. The ones I’ll mention now are my absolute fav from this category):

left on read ✓ by hinatashoyo

Ongoing, funny and although sometimes hits a serious area it’s mostly in a light tone. Pining!Keith.

(For me it’s a big plus, because as you know if you follow me, it’s one of my favourite tropes in Voltron fandom)

little numbers by ashtxns

(I guess you have to be logged in user of AO3 to read that one)

Anyway, ongoing and I suspect it won’t be finished but because of it’s form you don’t get a feeling like you’re left hanging. Super funny. Established klance.

and here comes the blushing groom by hiriki

Completed. Keith and Lance are stucked on a planet which citizens believe they are heroes destined to save them. The thing is they have to get married. Aka: Lance, Pidge, Hunk, Allura and Shiro are texting while Keith.exe stopped working. I don’t remember it very well, but I know I had fun while reading. Also, @xxxkaseixxx recommended it to me, so I already knew it’s a good one before starting.

Legendary Station by BleuSarcelle

Ok, so it’s not really texting fic but it’s a first part of a series where second part is texting fic. You don’t have to read that one to enjoy it’s continuation but I’m strongly reccomending it, because it’s a joy, I remember that one quote (about Keith’s mullet) made me laugh histerically at 3 a.m.

The story is: Voltron is a Radio Station beloging to Allura and her family and: Black, Green, Yellow, Red and Blue are it’s hosts. The station menagers decide that if all radio hosts specialize in certian topics and have already established base of listeners then Station can be even more popular if hosts would be paired with each other. Turns out they were right. Completed.

dance au fics:

i bet you look good on the dancefloor by xShieru

One of the first fics I’ve read in this fandom. I don’t remember it very well but the general impression is that it was quite enjoyable. Except that…pining!lance was…very extremaley thirsty and I’m not very fond of Keith being pictured as some sex object. The fic is well written, it’s not like Keith is dumb but pretty. It’s just when you see him through Lance’s eyes it may be uncomfortable for some people.

Lance, Hunk and Pidge are dancers who strongly admire dancing duo Keith and Shiro. Some stuff happens, Lance goes on dancing camp and guess who’s an instructor? Completed.

Shut Up And Dance With Me by wittyy_name

I’m pretty sure everyone knows this one so I’ll just say it’s pretty great and if you haven’t before you should read this one and also every other fic wrtitten by this author. Ongoing.

I’m Going To Sweep You Off Your Feet   by Adventures_in_Writing

Ongoing. Shiro and Allura are getting married and Keith - as Shiro’s best man - needs to take some dance lesson because it’s important part of a wedding. So he takes them from Allura’s maid of honor - Lance. There is some actual knowledge about dances so it’s cool. Also, Keith’s a florist.

fanatsy kind of fics:

Gate Keeper by MoonlitPaladin (MoonlitStardust)

Scottish folklore, faes, mystery. Lance has a destiny. Really good writing.

Flirting With Death by drippingpen

Now this one is maybe my favourite. It’s hard to decide but there is something about this story that reminds me of a type of books I used to read before discovering fanfiction.

Ongoing. Keith is Grim Reaper. Lance is his first…client?

Of Lions and House Cats  by Ms_Towa

People with super powers are real and known in public because they all belong to Voltron Alliance. Unless they are Galra.

Keith is a superhero. Lance is vigilante that he has to stop. Lance is also a cute boy he has a crush on. Secret identyties. Pining!Keith. Ongoing

coffe shop au (well not exactly but)

Better than coffee by peralta

Also one of the first fics I started reading in this fandom and only recently completed.

Lance is a college student who tries to cut of his addiction to coffee and maybe switch for tea… Keith conviniently is a hot as hell barista in a bubble tea shop. And also college student, double majoring because he’s awesome and perfect and dead inside.

Voltron cafe by PinkHitman

If you know this blog but didn’t read a fic that goes with it, go read it immediately.

It’s kind of like maid/butler cafe where Lance is a butler and his rival from high school his most frequent client. Very very like v e r y pining!Keith. Ongoing.

kind of nsfw/kinky stuff:

Please Drink Resposibly by enjayas

It’s completed and has lots of additional to this au separate fics. All of them great.

Let’s play a game „How much drunk Lance can remember”? Pining!Keith.

Keith is sure that his feelings will forever stay one-sided since Lance is so obviously straight.

Hot singles in your area by rire

Lance calls a girl who gave him her number execpt that she gave him a Sex Line number. Quite cruel, right? But the person on the phone is actually more interesting than that girl anyway, so.

Keith is Sex Line worker, but he’s soo into this that he talks his clients through while solving a sudoku. At least most of them, because one is special. Ongoing, possibly on hiatus.

Crowd Pleaser by WhatTheBodyGraspsNot

Keith gets a job as a bertender and is immediately strongly atrracted to one of club’s dancers: Blue Rider. Too bad Keith’s taken.

This one may be triggering for some people because Keith is in a realtionship with a male OC character who’s manipulative, controlling and once used a violence to make a point.

I put this fic in „kinky” category but it’s actually a very thought out psychological study, excellent writing, some funny scenes too. Ongoing.

College au:

Not That Bad by varelsen

Actually realistic settings. I remember it very fondly. Mutual pining. Completed.

Keith moves in by averagebear

Slow burn torture. Like, really. Agony, but don’t we love it?

Anyway, title kinda tells what it’s about. Hunk decided that Lance as a roommate is too distracing so he moves out but finds Lance a new roommate so he can pay his rent. New roommate turns out to be Keith, Lance’s highschool rival and bisexual awakening. Another one of those where Keith thinks Lance is straight.

Mutual pining. Ongoing.

and for those I don’t really have a category for:

On Thin Ice by Minadora

Keith is a hockey player that needs to practise some grace so he takes ice dancing lessons in Arena where his brother Shiro is an instructor. Keith thinks that Shiro will be his teacher. ha ha. Ha.

Anayway, it’s lovely. Sadly updates are very rare. But the chapters are long so it evens. Ongoing.

Kismet, Kill me by Jessadilla

*sigh* Probably will never be completed and, unfortunetly, it WILL leave you hanging. So keep it in mind if you’ll decide to give it a try.

But I had to put it on a list becacuse it’s one of the first etc etc and there is a sentence that will probably stay with me forever: „Lance is a person of many acqaintances, but very few friends”. And I get it, I so get it. When you’re charismatic you attract people easily. But only some of them will stay with you after knowing you better.

Keith falls in love at first sight but will he still like that charming stranger who’s actually rude, obnoxious and tactless when he’ll spend more time in his company?

….Ongoing. In theory, but it’s been a year so…

Objects in Motion (When Unbalanced) by Mytay

(Actually check out all of this author’s fics!)

This one is about how on every planet that Paladins visit citizens mistake Keith and Lance as a couple. It happens so often that Pidge decides to collect data and analize it from scientfic point of view. Completed.

I hope it was a helpful list~

Edit: I don’t know how could it happen but I forgot to add one more of my most favourite fanfics:

A Commutual Contract by SKayLanphear

Keith witness Lance’s “death” and that experience traumatize him. Later when Lance is A-okay he still needs to check on him and can’t get any sleep due to terrible nightmares. Turns out sleeping near Lance helps him get some rest at night, when he can always make sure his friend’s alive.

Great writing. Interesting study in depression (Lance) and feeling alienated in group (Keith). Ongoing- and I’m personally dying to know what happens next, because resent events sort of left us hanging.

Favorite Yu-gi-oh! Quotes (anime dub)

Grandpa: “You do know what a trap card is, don’t you?”
Joey: “yeah, uh…kinda…uh…I have no idea.”

Tea: I’ve given this friendship speech a thousand times already. Hasn’t it sunk in yet?

Joey: Now why does all these weird stuff always happen to us? (Yugi silent) You hava gotta to admit, it’s true.

Yugi: “Let’s just sit here, put our heads together and think.”
Tristan: “Just remember one of those heads is Joey’s so that’s like subtracting one mind.”
Joey: “Ha ha. Very funny Tristan.”

Tristan: “Don’t worry, we still have my Great Outdoor survival Guide!”
Joey: “G'head, Tristan, eat all the pages ya like.”

Mai: “I’m no cartoon expert, but exploding volcano biceps? That’s bad, right?”

Yugi: “Wow, there’s chips …”
Joey: “Dibs on the chips.”
Yugi: “Candy bars …”
Joey: “Dibs on the candy bars.”
Yugi: “Fruit …”
(silence)
Yugi: “Soda.”
Joey: “Dibs on the soda.”

Yugi: “Uhh … Joey … I don’t think you should be cooking the candy bars …”
Joey: “Back off! I know what I’m doing!”

Yami Bakura: “Present day humans are so fun to terrorize, don’t you think?”
Tristan: “No I don’t, but then again I am a present day human. What the heck are you?”

Yami Marik: “Let’s check the damage, and cause some more.”

Yami Marik: “I will not be destroyed!” (guess what happens 10 seconds later)

Joey: Whoever designed this game has a thing for walking into bright light. Tristan: Well you got to admit, it is quite dramatic.

Rex: “Does the grim reaper know you’ve raided his wardrobe?”

Rex: “Note to self, seatbelts were invented for a reason.”

Rex: That card is useless to you!(Joey reveals Hermos) (Shaken) That, on the other hand, might help you…

Weevil: “Name the last time one of my ideas didn’t work!”
Rex: “Every time! Just once I’d like to get my revenge without looking like a dork!”

Tristan: (about Duke’s driving) “Maybe we’re safer on foot.”
Joey: “Give me a piggyback, and you got a deal.”

Tristan: “Are you sure that’s Atlantis?”
Joey: “Hmm, big ancient city looking thing rising out of the ocean? Yeah, looks about right.”

Kaiba: “Don’t you have someone else to annoy?”
Joey: “No, not at the moment.”

Joey: “I’m sure there’s some other folk trying to take over the world back home!”
Tristan: “You know, the scary thing is he’s probably right.” 

Joey: Are we goin’ or what?
Kaiba: What do you think, genius?
Joey: I’m detectin’ some sarcasm, rich boy.
Kaiba: Really?

Joey: [panting while carrying Rex] Why…are we…carrying this guy…that we don’t even like…all over civilization?
Tristan: Because we’re the good guys.

Joey: So Yugi, about that Underdog card… you said it reminds you of someone…
Yami: [surprised] I did? Yes, well…Um, [to Yugi] a little help here? [winks and
switches with a blushing Yugi]
Yugi: Huh?…Oh, that’s real mature, Pharaoh! [Still blushing and Sees Joey] Er…
Joey: [Playfully locks Yugi’s head in his arms] So, Yuge, everyone else seems to think that Underdog card reminds you of me.
Yugi: Well, um, let me put this in the best way possible, [^^ and fingers ><] the card reminded me of you because when the odds are against you, you always pulls through.
Tristan: I can see it on your business cards right now, Joey Wheeler, Executive Underdog.
Joey: [angered] Hey!!

Kaiba: Any duelist late for registration will be disqualified. Mokuba, make sure
Wheeler’s late.
Joey: Hey! I know an insult when I hear one! Look at me when I’m yelling at ya’!
Tristan: Don’t worry about it, Joey! This tournament was just a cheap way for Kaiba to promote Kaibaland!
Mokuba: [raises his fist] You know I’m standin’ right here, right?!

Yugi: "Is that a Blue Eyes arena?”
Joey: “We’re not dealing with normal people here.”
Duke: “No, we’re not.”

Ziegfried:(summons 3 goddesses) “Now it’s one underdog against three divas.”
Joey: “You mean four divas.”

::Slifer the sky dragon emerges from the palace, following Pharaoh Atem and Bakura::
Bombasa: “And that is a big, red dragon!”
Joey: “This sort of thing used to surprise me, but now … not so much.”

Yugi: (running for his poor dear life)
Tristan and Joey: (in unison) “Yugi!?”
Yugi: (runs past them) “TALK LATER! RUN NOW!”
Joey: “What’s with him?” (He and Tristan turn around to see a gang of mummies running towards them)
Tristan and Joey: “ZOINKS!” (Both run away)

Pegasus: “What did I do to inspire such hatred?”
Kaiba: “It’s a long list, and I don’t have a lot of time.”

Pegasus: Anubis is gone. No one could return from a defeat so thoroughly devastating as that!! Well … no one but Kaiba that is … I’m sorry, did I say that out loud? 

Kaiba: When are you geeks gonna stop giving that lame friendship speech?
Tristan: I’d say… when you stop pretending everything’s a magic trick.

Tristan: (After the tomb collapsed) So this is the end? Feels weird.
Joey: Yeah.
Seto: What were you geeks expecting?
Joey: Fireworks, sappy music, something… At least make up one of your wrap-up speeches, Yug.
Yugi: Well, sometimes the end of one adventure is the beginning of another.
Joey: Ahh, much better.

Imagine Gabriel protecting you from Lucifer

Word count: 762

Warnings: kinda spoilers if you haven’t seen season 5.

A/N: Might turn this into like a mini series thing because it kinda ends on a cliffhanger. Also it was really hard to write my sin-namon roll Lucifer as a bad guy because I love him too much (I literally use quotes from the show in this though aha, I guess I block out all of the bad things he does). 

 requests for one shots/imagines are open.

(Part 2)

A loud gasp escaped your lips as you were flung to the side of the room. Breathing heavily, you reached up touching your head wiping away the blood which was dripping down your face. Lucifer walked over to your limp body before smirking and letting out a small laugh.

“Broken. Flawed! Abortions.” Lucifer announced as he lifted his foot ready to stomp down hard on your neck.

Instantly, Lucifer’s body was flung onto the opposite side of the room, painfully you pushed yourself into a sitting position looking up to see Gabriel running towards your weak body. His arms snaked around your waist as you leaned into his chest. Leaning down, he placed a kiss into your hair.

“Guys! Get her outta here.” Gabriel ordered to Sam and Dean after giving you a long kiss on the forehead.

Sam and Dean dragged you away from your boyfriend but you thrashed and screamed not wanting to be taken away from him. You knew what he was doing was suicide and that if you left Gabriel there would be a hundred percent chance you would never see him again. You continued to kick and scream as both Sam and Dean pulled you towards the door, you looked up into your boyfriend’s eyes seeing sadness and love radiating off of them.

Suddenly Lucifer flicked his hand and the Winchester brother’s grips on your arms were released as they were blown back out of the room, the door closing quickly and locking behind them. Almost as soon as you were free from Sam and Deans grip, you ran back over to Gabriel pulling him into a passionate kiss which he quickly responded to, his wings wrapped around you protectively.

“Over a girl. Gabriel, really?” You and Gabe pulled away from each other when Lucifer spoke but his arm and wing were still wrapped around you pulling you protectively into his chest, “I mean I knew you were slumming, but I hope you didn’t catch anything.”

“Lucifer, you’re my brother. And I love you. But you are a great big bag of dicks.” Gabriel spoke seriously causing you to giggle slightly making him look down at you and smile. His hand stroked your waist back and forth to calm you down from the situation you were both in. “I’m sorry Lucifer, I truly am, but I am in love with Y/N, she is my soulmate and I would do anything to protect her.” Gabriel dropped his archangel blade into his hand.

Lucifer’s head shot up once he heard the word ‘soulmate’, it had been thousands upon thousands of millenniums since an angel had found a soulmate and now he stood in front of one.

“Soulmate?” Lucifer spoke quietly to himself, confusion laced his voice and his face contained a shocked expression. Out of all of the possible outcomes to today that Lucifer could have thought of, this was definitely not one of them. His brother had found his soulmate and he was in complete and utter shock until the reality of what was supposed to be happening came crashing down quickly around him.

That’s when it happened almost too fast. With a flick of the wrist, you were ripped out of the comfortable hold of your boyfriend and thrown into Lucifer’s arms, an archangel blade pressed firmly against your neck. Your eyes flicked up to your boyfriend, he looked completely and utterly broken.

“Please Lucifer, don’t do this!” Gabriel begged, “Do whatever you want with me, just leave Y/N out of this.”

“Hm, Y/N… I quite like that name,” Lucifer replied before pressing the blade deeply into your neck.

Pain shot through your body as your throat filled up with blood and you gargled. You reached out to your boyfriend as darkness took over and your body fell to the floor.

“NO!” Gabriel screamed rushing over to your limp body, taking it into his hands as he rocked your empty body back and forth stroking a hand through your hair.

Tears overflowed his eyes when he heard the sound of fluttering wings fill the quiet room, he looked up to see Lucifer had gone leaving only him in the room, crying over your dead body.


You gasped loudly jolting up quickly, a hand reaching for your neck as you panted heavily. Confusion overcame you as there was no blood or any sign that you had your neck sliced open.

You quickly looked around the room and were shocked when you laid eyes on the person sat watching you next to the bed you were laid on.

“Chuck?”

What happens in Vegas... - Tom Holland

Word count: 2448

Summery: You wake up after a night in Las Vegas, only to discover you married the one and only Tom Holland 

Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4  | Part 5

A/N: I really hope this makes up for the weekend! I was inspired by Carrie Underwood’s “Last Name”. Please, let me know what you think! It would really mean a lot! If the interest is there, I might make it into a series, so just let me know if you want a part 2! 

I know the ending is lacking a little, but i’m reallly tired, so i’ll just make it a cliffhanger! 


You woke to the sun shining on your face through the window. Your throat was drier than Sahara, and your head was pounding. You fumbled for your phone, and when you looked at the time, you also saw the notifications on your phone.

Your twitter and Instagram had blown up overnight. Like really blown up. There had never been this amount of notifications before. How the hell did this happen?

I don’t know what happened, but there’s a legal document stating that we’re married!” You heard a voice say outside the door. You frowned your brows. When you looked down at your hand, to find a slim golden ring, that you were sure hadn’t been there yesterday. What the shit happened last night?

I did what?” His voice continued. You opened twitter, and quickly gave up on figuring something out based on your notifications. Instead you found a couple of news articles, and several screenshots of a tweet.

“Just married the love of my life, @y/t” and a photo of you in a white dress, kissing the guy who you assumed sent out the tweet. Did you seriously get married to some stranger last night? And apparently someone famous too! At least you got the wild Vegas trip you wanted, you just didn’t expect to get married.

With a sore body, you left the bed. You were only in your underwear, the white dress laying on the floor, and your other clothes were nowhere to be found. You didn’t really feel like wear a wedding dress, so you searched the rest of the floor, and found a white T-shirt, that you quickly put on.

As you walked out of the bedroom, you found the guy standing shirtless, leaning against the kitchen counter. He eyed you, as you walked to him. You spotted the matching ring on his finger, and sighed internally.

“Haz, I gotta go. I’ll call you later” He hung up the phone, and sent you an awkward smile. “Hi. Ehm. So. We got married last night. It was a mistake, uh. I was very drunk, and I’m guessing that you were as well. I think we might have slept together, but I’m not sure, and this is going to sound really bad, but I don’t remember your name”

“it’s y/n. I didn’t plan on getting married to a stranger, yet alone a famous one, so there’s that. What do we do? Can’t we just get an annulment? Or a divorce or something?” You asked. You knew your parents was going to be so mad if they found out that you got married in Vegas.

“About that. I kinda told the whole world we got married, and my agent thinks it would be bad for my reputation to get a divorce. It would apparently be, and I quote “a PR nightmare”, and I don’t want that” He explained, and you were a bit shocked.

“You want us to stay married? Are you serious?” You couldn’t believe it. Why would you want to do that? “Yes. Just for a couple of months! Maybe a year. It’s my agents idea, and I thinks it’s kinda stupid, but Marvel don’t really like the idea of damaging my reputation if we can help it. So yeah. Sorry” He apologized, and you could feel yourself getting angry. Who the hell was he to think, that he could decide that?

“I don’t want to be married to you! I don’t know you! Hell, I don’t even know my own last name right now. I’m not going to stay married to you, just to help your career! Who exactly do you think you are?” You were definitely angry now. He was about to say something, as your phone rang. Before he could speak, you answered the phone.

“Y/n! I just got off the phone with Tom Holland’s manager. He told me what happened. How you got married in Vegas, congratulations on that by the way” He told you. You prayed that he could help you out with the divorce part.

“Oh thank god! I don’t want to be married, to that arrogant prick. So please, tell you can get an annulment!” You watched the annoyed expression on Tom’s face, but you just rolled your eyes at him.

“Yeah, I don’t think we should do that. Netflix just offered you a role in a new series. Mostly because of the news of you getting married. It would be great for your career!” No-no-no-no-no! This could not be happening!

“Are you kidding me? Why on earth would I want to do that?!” you yelled into the phone. “Well, look at it as an opportunity! Mr. Holland is a very international name, and being with him, could mean you get your big break”

“And before you say anything, Ellen wants you on her show. Don’t turn it down. This might be your only chance” You manager continued, and you just wanted to smash something.

“You can tell Holland’s manager that I want a contract, if we’re staying married” You said before hanging up. You glared at your new husband. This couldn’t possibly end well.

“So I’m guessing we’re married. Look at it positively. You’ll get famous quite fast now” He smirked, and you just wanted to slap the smile of his face.

“Oh please. This is strictly business, okay? I don’t care if we slept together last night, but I won’t happen again. I’ll play the part in public, but other than that I don’t care about you” You said coldly. You didn’t like him. He seemed so arrogant. Who gave him the right to think he was so much better than you?

“That goes both ways. Maybe we should get to know each other, and maybe agree on what we’re telling the public. Do we pretend that we know everything about each other, and that we just kept our relationship hidden? Or do we play it off as a love at first sight thing?” His voice was, is possible, colder than yours.

“Love at first sight. Then I don’t have to spend that much time getting to know you. At least not right now” You glared at him, really wishing you weren’t wearing his shirt. It just seemed wrong, and if he claimed It back, you would feel very exposed.

“Great! If you just give me my shirt back, I’ll leave. I don’t really want to be here anyway” You took the shirt off, and almost instantly the annoyed look in his eyes disappeared. His eyes went down your body, up again, only to go down once more, and then stop at your bra.

“Hey jerk. My eyes are up here” You threw the shirt in his face, and you turned on your hell and walked towards the bedroom again. It gave you some satisfaction, knowing he was staring. At least in this way you were better than him, and you were going to let him know. It didn’t take long before you heard the door slam shut.

***

A couple of days had passed. You had been so busy with phone calls, from your family, your friends and even journalists too. You had gotten the script for your new role, so when you hadn’t been on the phone, you had been learning your lines. For short moments, you had happily forgotten you had to play the role of Tom Holland’s wife as well. You sat down on the couch, mentally preparing for the interview. This was your first real interview.

“So, we’re here with Tom Holland and y/n y/l/n! Or do you prefer Holland?” The host asked, and you quickly looked over at Tom, who was casually sitting with his arm around you. “Both actually. As an actor, I want to be my own person, so there I prefer just my own name. But in every other situation, I very much prefer Holland” You gave the biggest smile you could, and looked back at the host.

“That’s so sweet. So let’s get right to the question everyone’s been asking. How long have you been together?” The host leaned forward a little, and you looked at Tom as he started to answer.

“Well, Darling. How long have we been married?” He looked at you, and your faces was suddenly so close to each other, and you forced a giggle. “4 days” You said, keeping your eyes locked on his, until he looked back at the host. “We’ve known each other for 4 days” He said, still smiling wide.

“What?! This is unexpected news! So you guys didn’t know each other before getting married?” The host looked at you with wide eyes, and a slightly open mouth.

“Kind of. We ran into each other in the afternoon. I had just gotten the part in the new series, and I wanted to celebrate. Then I met Tom” You glanced at him again, trying to seem in love. “He spilled a glass of water on me, and when I looked into his eyes, I just couldn’t look away” You continued.

“I’ve never been the type, to just fall in love, but there was just this instant connection. Everything just felt so right. It was really spontaneous, we can both admit that” He laughed, and you decided to continue.

“There was just something so beautiful about the love. I think we both wanted to have it to ourselves, just for a minute. We didn’t tell our family, we didn’t tell our friends. We got a dress, a suit. Then we got married” You carefully bit your lip nervously. “You didn’t tell your family?” The host asked, a bit astonished.

“No. It was some very awkward phone calls the following day. I think the word stupid was used a couple of times” Tom answered. The interview went on with you talking about the wedding, and just a bit about your new projects.

***

You were already hating this day. The interview was hard getting through, but now you still had to go on a date with Tom. You had to be seen out in public, preferably kissing. As you stood in front of the mirror, applying your favourite lipstick, you thought about how you were going to survive tonight.

You looked at the time. He was going to be here in 2 minutes, so in your opinion he should’ve been here 3 minutes ago. You absolutely hated when people were late, but you wouldn’t be surprised if he was. He was rude, and arrogant, so he was probably also late.

There was a knock on the door, and you were actually a bit surprised. You went to open the door, to find him leaning against the doorframe, looking at his phone. Impatient could be added to list as well. He looked up at you, and once again his eyes scanned you, causing you to smirk.

“As annoying as you are, you are still hot. So as long as you keep your mouth shut, I might actually survive tonight” He smiled, and you rolled your eyes, as you walked out to lock the door to your apartment.

“You’re just so charming, I can’t believe I’m lucky enough to have married you” You said, you voice dripping with sarcasm. You followed him to the car, and he quickly started driving to the cinema. You were going to see one of your movies. Well, it wasn’t your movie, but you did have a minor role in it. It was a dancing movie, and you were a backup dancer. You were on screen a lot, but you didn’t really have any lines.

As you got to the cinema, you found you seats. Your fingers were intertwined. As soon as the lights dimmed, all physical contact stopped. You didn’t focus much on the movie, instead you looked around to see what everyone else thought. You had seen it a couple of times already, so there was nothing new in it for you.

You reached a scene with a little sexier dance. You weren’t wearing much clothes in the scene. You always looked away in this scene, not because you were embarrassed, but because it was very strange seeing yourself be so sexually powerful.

As you glanced at Tom, you saw him smiling, and he started biting his lips. He didn’t realize you were staring, which make you smirk. The scene was definitely turning him on, and you couldn’t help laughing to yourself. He was such a jerk, but apparently all it took was a dance. This could definitely be used as torture. It was going to be some long months, so you might as well find something to entertain yourself with.

After the movie ended, and you walked out of the cinema, there were a lot of paparazzi. This was it, now was the time for your grand kiss. He was holding your hand, leading you to the car. He opened the door for you, and before you could prepare, he put his lips on yours.

You wanted to push him away, but you also knew you had to make it seem real. You put your hands behind his neck, and deepened the kiss a bit. You tried to imagine him as some other actor, but none of your tries really worked. After a while he pulled back, and you got in the car. He got in on the other side, and started driving.

“some of the paparazzi followed us, so if it okay with you, I’ll come up with you. I’ll sleep on the couch. I’ll be gone, before you’re up tomorrow” He said awkwardly, as he looked at you.

“Sure, I don’t care” You shrugged your shoulders, and in silence you walked up to the apartment. “Do you think we should move in together? To make it more believable. I got 2 bedrooms, so it wouldn’t be a problem” He stated, and you were once again rolling your eyes.

“So do i. We could just as well move here” You answered, as you opened the door. “Maybe we should talk about this some other day. I’m tired, and I really don’t have the energy to argue with you” He sat on the couch, and you mentally cursed at him. The moron didn’t take off his shoes.

“Since you’re here, do mind unzipping my dress? And taking your shoes off” You smiled ironically, as you walked towards him, turning your back against him.

“Sure” He sighed, slowly unzipping your dress, letting it fall down. You could’ve done it yourself, but you liked teasing him. He could be as mean as he wanted, but he couldn’t take his eyes off your matching black bra and panties.

Life Starts All Over Again *Bucky Barnes x Reader*

Originally posted by odetolove6

Prompt: Farmers Market
AU: Biker!Bucky - I have a thing for Bucky in a leather jacket, let me live my best life Sharon!
Warnings: Fluff
Word Count: 4,890

Drew inspiration also from this quote about fall, so forgive me for making this so fucking long it’s because I can’t function below 1,000 words.

A/N: Huge congratulations to @promarvelfangirl you deserve all the followers, I hope some of mine go over and follow you because you’re such a fantastic writer. Hope what I wrote is good, sorry about the whole ‘extra’ I went with it!

I kinda went skipped over the whole “Must be at least 500 words” Decided to add another ‘0′ at the end of 500, I’m finding it difficult to write stuff as just one-shots. This could’ve easily been a three part fic, but I didn’t want to be that person. - Rosalie



Fall is one of the best seasons; it wasn’t too hot or too cold. It was the perfect in-between, the middle ground that was nice and safe. You didn’t have to dress up too warm; a nice jumper would keep you satisfied. The leaves went from vibrant green to dusty oranges, shades of red and yellow if the sun caught the trees just right they’d look almost aflame. Fall, undoubtedly, had the best aesthetic going on. Woollen clothes, crisp fallen leaves and cute coffee houses. The colour palette for fall was to die for too; berry colours, various shades of orange going into red, plus the browns- with the splurge of the occasional mustard yellow thrown in.

Fall also had the best holiday, Halloween. Halloween is possibly the greatest holiday of the year, also the strangest but spookiest too. The stores are lined with Halloween decorations, the candy that comes out and the movies you are able to watch- since it’s socially unacceptable to watch Hocus Pocus in the spring.  Also what comes with fall and Halloween is the pumpkin, traditionally used to eat and cook with but mostly used to carve a scary face into.

It’s why you loved working at the Farmers Market this time of year. Various shapes, colours and sizes, all laid out from biggest to smallest. It made you smile when you watched as kids picked out their pumpkins; a few had been carved beforehand and on display. The smell of pumpkin pie would also float through the air, freshly made from another stall a few down; it was intoxicating and mixed with all the fresh fruits and vegetables. Nothing could beat a good fall farmers market.

Your grandma owned a small fruit and veg shop, although she regularly sold her produce at farmers markets, you quickly stepped forward to help run her small business from the stall, she was getting too old now to sell all the produce herself and her usual help had family problems for the next few weeks. It was a nice atmosphere in autumn, it wasn’t mad panic like in December, and it was just calm and easy.

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The Original Plot of Epic Mickey 2

I found out today that the person who posted the original story line of Epic Mickey 2, before it was rewritten because of time constraints, deleted their blog without a warning. Though I don’t know them personally, I hope they are ok and things are going well for them.

That being said, I decided to repost the orginal over here since the post is no longer available. I do not take any credit for finding this. all that credit should go to McBasilRocks, who unfortunately I can not link due to being deactivated. I had to seriously dig to recover this, and I decided to repost it here before something happened and it was lost completely.

When I say that this was the original plot, I mean that it was the VERY original plot. And this wasn’t fan made either- as explained in the post, this was found while digging through the Wikipedia page for Epic Mickey, and was taken down by DISNEY for leaking prior to the game’s release.

Anyways; here’s the post, word-for-word, about the very very original plot of Epic Mickey 2:

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Has Anyone Ever Written Anything For You. Probably, in my own way this is probably my most intense song. What happened with this song is uh, I was, we went on the ‘Wild Heart Tour’ in like, I guess it was 1984, something like that. Joe Walsh was opening for me and we became friends. And I was very uptight about something that was going on and, I don’t even remember what it was. But Joe felt that is was important in the scheme of our lives to tell me a story that would make me rise above all of it. And so, we were in Denver and he rented a Jeep and he drove me up to Boulder, which is like an hour and a half, and told me this story on the way of a little girl that was killed in an accident in the morning on her way to nursery school. His little girl, in Boulder. And he kinda drove up to this park and I knew something, I knew he was gonna show me something that was gonna freak me out 'cause I was already totally upset by the time we got to Boulder. And we walked across this park and there was this little silver drinking fountain, and it said uh, ”To Emma Kristen, for all those who can’t, or aren’t big enough to get a drink.“ And something about this story touched me so deeply that I went home to me house in Phoenix, I got out of the car, I walked into the front entryway, where my Bosendorfer piano is, I sat down at the piano and I wrote this song. And I wrote it in about five minutes, the whole thing. So that is what this song is about.”

be more chill sentence starters (part 2)

these are some quotes from each of the songs. feel free to edit pronouns/add names. trigger warning for sex, suicide mentions, and drug mentions, among more. part 1 here.

A GUY THAT I’D KINDA BE INTO

  • ❛  say there’s this person… ❜
  • ❛  he/she/they changes from a guy/girl/person that you’d never be into into a guy/girl/person that you’d kinda be into. ❜
  • ❛  is he/she/they worth it? ❜
  • ❛  is she/he/they talking about me? ❜
  • ❛  i don’t often relate to other people my age. ❜
  • ❛  i guess a part of me likes to talk with you. ❜
  • ❛  i guess a part of me likes to sit with you. ❜
  • ❛  i guess a part of me likes to hang with you. ❜
  • ❛  i know that it’s weird but it’s totally true. ❜

UPGRADE

  • ❛  our future is so clear. ❜
  • ❛  i’ll tenderly guide you. ❜
  • ❛  just take me inside you forever. ❜
  • ❛  you’ve gotta get an upgrade. ❜
  • ❛  don’t worry about the guilt you feel. ❜
  • ❛  just take a breath and seal the deal. ❜
  • ❛  do you wanna come over to my place tonight? ❜
  • ❛  my parents won’t be home so it’s alright. ❜
  • ❛  they laundered money now they’re on the run. ❜
  • ❛  that’s illegal. ❜
  • ❛  for me you are an upgrade. ❜
  • ❛  i’m not sure what i should do… ❜
  • ❛  so you haven’t been the one avoiding me? ❜
  • ❛  you’ve been all shady ever since… ❜
  • ❛  it worked, didn’t it? ❜
  • ❛  i already know what it’s like to be the loser. ❜
  • ❛  i should find out what it’s like to not be the loser. ❜
  • ❛  should i take the upgrade? ❜
  • ❛  well? are you coming? ❜

HALLOWEEN

  • ❛  you can kind of see my business, but i’ll act like i don’t know. ❜
  • ❛  i don’t have a machete, but a loaf of bread. it’ll do. ❜
  • ❛  who’s ready for my halloween party? ❜
  • ❛  fill it up. ❜
  • ❛  let’s catch up. ❜
  • ❛  let’s smoke up. ❜
  • ❛  look how many drinks i’ve downed. ❜
  • ❛  i might pass out, but it’s alright. ❜
  • ❛  we’re halloween partying up tonight. ❜
  • ❛  did you get my messages? ❜
  • ❛  am i late? didn’t even realize. ❜
  • ❛  it’s… original. ❜
  • ❛  i can’t believe i’m with a girl/boy/person like you. ❜
  • ❛  break a vase! ❜

DO YOU WANNA HANG?

  • ❛  you sure do know your way around. ❜
  • ❛  yeah i’ve had sex in pretty much every room . ❜
  • ❛  what kind of slut do you think i am? ❜
  • ❛  do you wanna hang for a bit? ❜
  • ❛  do you wanna get really deep? ❜
  • ❛  i have to go. ❜
  • ❛  i can’t stand up. ❜
  • ❛  do you wanna stop being coy? ❜

MICHAEL IN THE BATHROOM

  • ❛  i am hanging in the bathroom. ❜
  • ❛  i could stay right here or disappear and nobody’d even notice at all. ❜
  • ❛  my buddy kinda left me alone. ❜
  • ❛  everything felt fine when i was half of a pair… and through no fault of mine there’s no other half there. ❜
  • ❛  i’m just ___ in the bathroom. ❜
  • ❛  forget how long it’s been. ❜
  • ❛  no, you can’t come in. ❜
  • ❛  i’m picking at grout as i softly grieve. ❜
  • ❛  he’s/she’s/they’re out there just ignoring all our history. ❜
  • ❛  now there’s no one to make fun of drunk girls with anymore. ❜
  • ❛  i half regret the beers. ❜
  • ❛  i choke back the tears. ❜
  • ❛  they’re gonna start to shout soon. ❜
  • ❛  hell yeah i’ll be out soon. ❜
  • ❛  you left me here alone. ❜
  • ❛  i feel the pressure blowing up. ❜
  • ❛  my big mistake was showing up. ❜
  • ❛  i can’t help but yearn for a different time. ❜
  • ❛  is there a sadder sight?… ❜
  • ❛  this is a heinous night. ❜
  • ❛  god, he’s/she’s/they’re such a loser. ❜
  • ❛  awesome party, i’m so glad i came. ❜

THE SMARTPHONE HOUR (RICH SET A FIRE)

  • ❛  omg, answer me! ❜
  • ❛  did you see ____? ❜
  • ❛  he’s/she’s/they’ve gotta learn to handle his/her/their high, shouldn’t drink so much for a small guy/girl/person. ❜
  • ❛  he/she/they wasn’t drunk. ❜
  • ❛  you can’t blame the things he/she/they did on alcohol. ❜
  • ❛  i don’t want to relive it all. ❜
  • ❛  do you want me to tell you? ❜
  • ❛  i’ll tel you ’cause you are my closest friend. ❜
  • ❛  ___ set a fire and he/she/they burned down the house. ❜
  • ❛  i thought i was dreaming. ❜
  • ❛  i’m sorry that ___ made out with me but it was totally his/her/their fault and let’s not like boys/girls/people come between us again, okay? ❜
  • ❛  i was crying. ❜
  • ❛  he’s/she’s/they’ve gotta learn to not really smoke a lot, he/she/they shouldn’t get so high for a tiny guy/girl/person. ❜
  • ❛  he/she/they wasn’t high. ❜
  • ❛  you can’t blame the things he/she/they did on pot. ❜
  • ❛  go spread the word. ❜
  • ❛  i meant fucked. ❜
  • ❛  sorry, that’s just my autocorrect. ❜

THE PITIFUL CHILDREN

  • ❛  you were always quite the loser. ❜
  • ❛  all your peers are just so in complete. ❜
  • ❛  you can’t see it but they’re all in pain. ❜
  • ❛  let’s complete the change and get inside their brains. ❜
  • ❛  let’s save the pitiful children. ❜
  • ❛  let’s teach the pitiful children who haven’t a clue just what to do. ❜
  • ❛  help them to help you. ❜
  • ❛  let’s save the pitiful children. ❜
  • ❛  can you see the vision clearly? ❜
  • ❛  gone is human error and fear. ❜
  • ❛  everything about us is going to be cool when we rule. ❜

THE PANTS SONG

  • ❛  ___ is in big, bad trouble right now. ❜
  • ❛  i’ve gotta help him/her/them somehow. ❜
  • ❛  i don’t know what he/she/they wants. ❜
  • ❛  i know what he/she/they needs. ❜
  • ❛  situation is grave, now’s the time to be brave. ❜
  • ❛  i’m going to finally make that climb. ❜
  • ❛  when you love somebody, you put your pants on for them. ❜
  • ❛  i need you. ❜
  • ❛  i know you know all the rules. ❜
  • ❛  i’m not what he/she/they wants. ❜
  • ❛  you’re just what he/she/they needs. ❜
  • ❛  just suck it up and go. ❜
  • ❛  if the fight gets bloody, just keep pushing through until the pain is gone. ❜
  • ❛  you drive a hard bargain. ❜

THE PLAY

  • ❛  you have to really transform into a zombie. ❜
  • ❛  you can’t let anyone drink from that beaker. ❜
  • ❛  up up, down down, left right, a. ❜
  • ❛  i can’t let you do that. ❜
  • ❛  i have to stop you from ruining my big night. ❜
  • ❛  you’re going to SQUIP the whole cast. ❜
  • ❛  that’s not what i wanted. ❜
  • ❛  it’s the only way to achieve what you want. ❜
  • ❛  i’ll fight back. ❜
  • ❛  ___ makes an entrance. ❜
  • ❛  i even brought my own refreshments. ❜
  • ❛  told you i did my research. ❜
  • ❛  i’m living the upgrade. ❜
  • ❛  i’m not mad you broke my heart and slept with my best friend. ❜
  • ❛  i’m not mad you dated my best friend and wouldn’t sleep with me. ❜
  • ❛  why was i so jealous of you? ❜
  • ❛  you were jealous of me?. ❜
  • ❛  how are we supposed to get passed them? ❜
  • ❛  i know what you’re doing. ❜
  • ❛  you don’t want to drink that. ❜
  • ❛  you’ll never be with her/him/them. ❜
  • ❛  you are the person i want to be with every day. ❜
  • ❛  this is something that i’ve been afraid to say… ❜
  • ❛  i love you. ❜
  • ❛  that’s what i promised. ❜

VOICES IN MY HEAD

  • ❛  you’ve gotta buy her/him/them a rose. ❜
  • ❛  say you appreciate that she’s/he’s/they’re smart. ❜
  • ❛  you tell her/him/them that she/he/they excite you sexually. ❜
  • ❛  trust me, i know how it’s gonna go. ❜
  • ❛  there are voices in my ear. ❜
  • ❛  might still have voices in my head but now they’re the normal kind. ❜
  • ❛  just summon strength from within. ❜
  • ❛  don’t get hung up on your skin. ❜
  • ❛  she/he/they probably thinks that acne is hot. ❜
  • ❛  i’ll throw you a rope, home slice, if you need some dope advice. ❜
  • ❛  march on over and give her/him/them a shot. ❜
  • ❛  trust me, you’ll see. it’ll go perfectly if you listen to me. ❜
  • ❛  there are voices all around. ❜
  • ❛  it’s embarrassing to find out that deep down i just want things to be easy. ❜
  • ❛  just say what’s on your mind. ❜
  • ❛  lunch? just the two of us? ❜
  • ❛  me and the voices in my head have made up our collective minds. ❜
  • ❛  i think that all of us want to go out with you. ❜
  • ❛  of the voices in my head, the loudest one is mine. ❜
  • ❛  you can’t get rid of me that easily. ❜
More | Stiles Stilinski

From: Teen Wolf
Pairing: Stiles x reader
Word count: 2,819
Warnings: fluff x

A/N: Yep, yet another one. Apparently, inspiration hasn’t abandoned me, so, until then, imma keep writing, whether you guys like it or not. And a special thanks to @ombralievedineve who helped me and proofread this for me! Enjoy! xo 

Beacon Hills. Same old Beacon Hills.

Nothing was really happening here lately so I thought it was the perfect day to spend the afternoon outside and enjoy the last few days before having to pack everything up for college. The sky was kind of cloudy so taking a sweater with me would probably be a good idea.

I headed outside, stuck my headphones in my ears and right before leaving the house I spotted my old black skateboard leaning on the fence. Oh, my God, I haven’t been on that in so long… I thought about it for a bit, shrugged my shoulders, smiled and picked it up.

Damn, I love this thing. I’ve always loved riding the skateboard. I remember when I used it everyday when I had to go to school in the morning: walking wasn’t really my thing and I didn’t want my parents to bring me because I didn’t want to disturb them, so, for my 13th birthday, right before high school started, I asked if they could buy me one, and they did, which made me the happiest person in the world. 

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Boyfriend! au - Yuto

I’m back with one of the Japanese princes of kpop… so enjoy :) 

Originally posted by pen1ag0n

(sidenote: this comeback is killing me everyone looks so hot) 

  • Boyfriend!yuto au? MORE LIKE BASEBALL! YUTO AU OK ANYWAYS
  • COLLEGE BASEBALL STAR ADACHI YUTO
  • ik cliche but stick with me
  • He’s the star pitcher everyone knows
  • Basically baseball prince of Japan everyone is IN LOVE
  • Including you but that’ll come later….
  • ANYWAYS gr8 guy that everyone just adores
  • You would expect someone as popular as he is to act like he’s hot shit & be an asshole to every1
  • BUT WRONG LITERAL PURE HEARTED CUTIE PATOOTIE NO BAD INTENTIONS
  • Just admired by everyone for a good reason n he just giggles n accepts it
  • ALTHOUGHHH HIS BIGGEST CHEERLEADER IS HIS BESTIE AKA WOOSEOK
  • Really close bromance n dorm roomies n everything
  • Someone spread a rumor for like a week that they were dating n yuto just giggled n denied it as wooseok didn’t even deny it and looked smug af just to be a piece of shit
  • Just obviously super close n he makes it more obvious when he shouts from the dugout at every baseball game
  • Ok but yuto’s only flaw is that he’s one of those people that get wayyy into gym class
  • Which isn’t even that big of a flaw since he looks so cute n cool while doing it
  • Anyways he just took a basic gym class in college to keep himself fit n have fun
  • WHICH IS WHERE U COME INTO THE PICTURE
  • U took gym for motivation to become more healthy & fit but so far ur regretting taking this class
  • so u guys r playing a violent adult game of dodgeball totally adult-like ik
  • Basically like middle school all over again: girls on the side gushing how cute yuto is, other guys bein extra to get attention, & u tryin ur best but ur just not as physically capable
  • bUT ITS OKAY LITTLE DO U KNOW YUTO FINDS IT ENDEARING THAT U TRY N DONT GIVE UP
  • u ofc know yuto because of his reputation n u think he’s cute too ur not blind
  • But what u don’t know is that he knows u too he just quietly admires u in gym class
  • whICH IS WHY WHEN YUTOS OTHER FRIEND SHINWON ACCIDENTALLY HITS UR LEG N U TRIP N FALL DOWN YUTO IS THE FIRST BY UR SIDE

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Haircuts and Wedding Plans [Part 1]

Part 2

Characters: hair stylist!Jensen Ackles, single mom!reader, Indiana [reader’s daughter], Genevieve Padalecki, Felicia Day, Ashlyn [OFC]
Pairing: Jensen x reader
Word count: 2.3K
Warnings: cussing??
Summary: You’re busy getting your sister’s wedding organized, spending time with your kid, Indiana, and trying to figure out getting a date for the wedding, when you take Indie to get a haircut and meet Jensen.
A/N: This is for @teamfreewill-imagine ​‘s birthday AU challenge. [The prompt was hairdresser!Jensen.] Happy late birthday, Jamie! Honestly, you, your blog, and your writing are all amazing, so thank you for being you. And thanks for letting me be a part of your challenge. Hope you like this! <33
Beta: @wintersfavoritechild She really helped me out this time, even though I kinda distracted her from writing an essay due in the morning…..

Originally posted by milanavsh

My phone buzzed and I looked down at it to see a text from Felicia.

I thought I’d mention that I’m not at work today. Feeling sick. Sorry. :(

Wait… Work? Why was she telling me about- Fuck. Hairdresser. I was supposed to be there in thirty minutes. With Indiana.

Please tell me you even remembered…

I groaned and texted back a nope.

“What’s up?” Genevieve asked as she finished tying a balloon.

I shook my head. “It’s nothing. I was just supposed to take Indie to cut her hair. She’s been begging me to go get a haircut, and we all know how bad I am at even trimming hair. But since the date for Ashlyn’s bridal shower got changed to today instead of last weekend, I totally forgot about it. But I guess I’ll just cancel… Ugh, she’s gonna be so disappointed. She’s been having a rough time being back in school, and she’s really been looking forward to this.”

“No. It’s fine. Go. We’re pretty much done with decorating, and you should be back by six, right?” Gen smiled and shrugged. “Get your kiddo a haircut.”

I looked at her hesitantly. “But-”

“Seriously. Go.”

I rolled my eyes, but smiled, thankful. “Fine.”

Okay, but you’re still coming, right? Cuz I got somebody who took some of my appointments and you and Indiana are one of them.

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Sassy MC

Zen
•You both had gone out to eat.
•He was taking you out because your job was going really well and you recently graduated college.
• You were enjoying the meal until..
• Your waiter tells you that paparazzi is outside
• You shift on your chair and Zen asks you if you want to go home.
• you agree
• He takes your hand and tries to go out the back door to avoid cameras
• There is flashes and reporters shouting out questions.
•The waiter is helping keep them out of your face.
•A man shouts out from the crowd, “How about you suck a real dick sweetheart?”
•Zen hears and is about to cuss this guy out
•You cut him off.
•You turn with a straight face,“Sorry I don’t like your mom that way.”
• There is a crowd now shouting ooooooh and hot damn
•Zen looks at you blushing and you start to pull him along.
• He likes this dominant side that has a hint of danger.
• He hopes you’ll be the dominant one tonight
• you will be

Seven
*He is going to meet your family
* He’s actually really nervous and sweaty
* You warn him that your family can be a bit rude
*This makes him worry more
* You get to the house and start talking to your family
* Seven gets nervous after he introduced himself
* He holds your hand
* He eventually warms up and starts telling jokes
* Your family goes to sit at the table, he sits beside you.
* there is one chair not filled
*its aunt Sally’s chair
*He ignores it and talks with your mom
*Boom!
*the front door slams open, it’s aunt sally
*Sevens heart stopped for a moment
*she walks in and sits down in her chair across from your soul mate
* Seven can already tell you don’t like her
*probably cause the death grip you get
*Its your turn to hold his hand
*You glare as she makes racist comments
*He rubs circles in your hand
*you try to calm down, no fights today.
*Seven cracks a joke to your family
*The table laughs
*not aunt sally though
* She scoffs and says
* “Is that really the best joke you have?”
*Luciel looks down a little upset, but he’s gonna brush it off
*He takes a drink to wash away the awkwardness
* You won’t let it slide
* “Oh I’m sorry Auntie, but you know there’s no better joke then your marriages”
* Seven chokes as the table goes quiet
* Your family laughs as he looks at you lovingly
* He really wants to see what else that sassy mouth can do.

Yoosung
>You two had been hardcore studying and working hard.
>Puppy yoosung wants to go on a walk
> You trip and skin your knees
> Yoosung runs up and cradles you
> He looks like he’s gonna cry
> You pat his head and he brings you to clean your cuts
> he gives you a Bob the Builder bandaid
>BECAUSE YES WE CAN FIX IT
> You give him a kiss on the cheek and he blushes like crazy
> Puppy also want to make dinner to make it up to you
> You two need to go shopping
> it’s 98* and you wear cute shorts
> yoosung wears a crop top
> He drives you to target
>“omg get in the cart yoosweet” “why” “cause it’ll make me happy” “well alright”
> You push him in the cart and he picks out pasta
>He gets out to reach marshmallows for you
> Old school bullies come up
> they start to throw shade and act all fake
> “Why are your knees so gross looking?”
> yoosung scowls and puts his arm around you
> he was going to say" you can’t talk to the love of my life like that"
> you cut him off
>“I dont know, why are you always on yours?”
> she scoffs and yoosung looks with wide purple eyes
> thinks “did my angel just say that?”
> She gains her composer back
> “Shut it bitch!”
> yoosung is getting angry at her, but being very gentle with you
> You don’t skip a beat
> “It might be best to give that advice to your legs instead”
>Yoosweet gets that one and can’t help but blush at you
>He thinks his wife is so hot when she’s being dominant
> He is thinking about how much he loves you
> she storms off with her pals
> he gives you a kiss on the forehead
> “Your like a real life LOLOL boss”
> He takes you home and gives a a massage
> “so was that joke about being on your knees, was it about….”
>“I’ll show you”

Jumin
-It is soooo date night
- How fancy is dinner gonna be?
-100% fancy
-he picks out clothes for you and helps brush out your hair
- Fancy Dinner Time~
-thanks driver Kim for the lift
- The place is waaaaay too fancy for you
- He holds your hand and guides you inside like a princess
- You can’t say no to this man
- candles and fancy French waiters everywhere
-the fanciest table is your table
- of course this man helps get you in your chair
- guess what your ordering first?
- Wine!
- Time for food
-“I’ll order for you” “no Jumin I got it, just let me order today okay?” “Alright my lovely wife”
- WAIT YOU CANT SPEAK FRENCH
-“what can I get you ma'am?” Waiter is here
-too late to turn back
-“can I get the uh.. ba bour..um”
-looks 100% done “Bouillabaisse?”
-“the uh booyoullabass?”
-now even more done with your poor ass “Bouillabaisse”
-“the uh.” Waiter cuts you off"don’t bother"
-Jumin is gonna get him fired and put in jail
- before he can
-“sorry I don’t speak fluent asshole like you obviously do”
-Jumin gets 100% turned on.
-you go home and the chef comes to make you two a special dinner

V
~you two were out shopping
~ precious baby wants to buy you a puppy cause you love them
~ you say you’d rather adopt to save a life
~ how is it possible that he can’t stop falling in love with you
~ let’s go to the pet store!
~ walking around looking for dog food and a few random treats
~old woman is carrying her prissy little dog
~ is casting you and your blue haired angel rude looks
~ “you know dyeing hair is a big commitment”
~ V doesn’t know what to say
~ “unlike your marriages”
~ V is even more speechless
~ you grab random food and treats and leave, holding V’s hand
~ TIME FOR A DOGGO
~ you look around a fundraiser for saving and finding a second home for dogs
~ you see a cute Great Dane that you automatically fall in love with
~ V thinks it’s kinda big
~ “but it’s like a pony and a dog!”
~“anything to make you happy love”
~ you turn to see the old lady again
~ she sees you, and walks up
~“can you handle the responsibility of being a dog owner, you act so much like a child”
~ V is hugging you from behind now
~ “guess the female dogs aren’t the only bitches here”
~ You can feel him chuckle this time
~Old lady walks away shook
~ you two get the Great Dane
~ you let V pick the name
~ Her name is Acorn

“Choose Me” (ft. BTS’ Suga) - Yoongi’s Alternate Ending

a/n: If you haven’t read the series, I suggest that you read it first before scrolling. Here is the much awaited alternate ending to Choose Me. Please read the premise before proceeding. Enjoy! This brings back a lot of feels for me personally and hopefully to you as well! 

Genre: Angst/Fluff/Drama/Romance/CollegeAU

Pairing: ReaderxYoongi

Summary: It’s the number one rule: you should never fall in love with your best friend or worse, Min Yoongi. With love in the equation, it becomes much difficult to find the right answer. Is it really true that you can’t choose who you fall in love with?

One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve Thirteen Fourteen Fifteen Sixteen Seventeen Eighteen Nineteen Nineteen Point Five Twenty Twenty One Twenty Two (END) Epilogue

Premise: If the reader were to end up with Yoongi, the series would have ended at Chapter 21 and the following is how Chapter 21 would have looked like if Y/N and Yoongi ended up together. Jimin’s feelings still exist, but if the story had ended with Yoongi, I would have included a scene in the epilogue of Jimin nonchalantly saying, “You know, I used to like you.” or smth like that. I will not do an epilogue for this anymore because that’d be spoiling you guys too much. (jk but really my brain can’t handle it anymore.)

“Oppa!” you exclaimed when you Jin in his black gown and cap. You tried waving at him, but your hands were full. He beamed at you and jogged over. “Congratulations!”

He laughed and hugged you tightly before pulling you to his side. “어, 고마워 우리 귀여운 동생이~”

You beamed at him and handed him a bouquet of flowers and small box of cookies. “Congratulations for graduating, oppa! You finally graduated!”

“Ya, what do you mean finally?” he scolded as you linked arms with him and began walking. “For your information, I was only delayed by a term.”

You nodded along, “Okay, okay, it’s your graduation. I will laugh at all of your jokes during your speech later.”

He frowned at you and you only laughed again. “But seriously, congratulations. I’m kinda sad that you’re leaving.” your grip on his arm tightened unconsciously. “I mean, you’re like my real brother, I’m going to miss you nagging at me.”

“Wa…” he let out in disbelief. “..you must be so happy.” Jin noticed that you had another bouquet tucked between your arms, so he nodded towards it. “Who’s that for? The other guy?”

“Yeah, his name is not banned anymore, you know.” your wrinkled your nose at him. “He’s graduating too, so I’m here to congratulate him. You know that he doesn’t have a great relationship with his parents.”

Jin shrugged in response. “Fair enough. Are you happy though? Will this make you happy?”

“Hmmm…” you thought for a second. “You know, by now, I thought I’d still be confused and sad. I thought I’d regret the decision I made, but strangely, I’m just… fine. I’m not jumping for joy everyday, but I’m not crying either. It’s really weird, I guess time really heals all wounds.”

Jin glanced down at you and patted your head. “That’s great, that makes me feel relieved. You know what, no more boys! Boys just suck the life out of you.” you giggled, shaking your head. “Don’t tell me… Wait, it’s still him? After all these time? I thought you didn’t want to…”

“I don’t know. Maybe? Now that I took a step back from all of them, I finally realized the true answer. After all the trouble it took to arrive at that answer, I just want to take my time and heal. I’m letting the story unfold by itself.” you two started to walk more slowly as you approached the graduation hall.

“What about all that talk about choosing the one you love?” Jin raised his eyebrow at you, but you only looked ahead.

“It’s not that I’m not choosing him, it’s just that I’ve gone through so much and have been hurt for too long just to make this choice that I don’t want to ruin it just because I rushed into things.” you let out a huge breath, feeling as if you had just unloaded a heavy burden off your back.

Jin broke free from you and held you within arm’s length. “Look at you, eo? Look at where you are, look at where you started… You’ve come so far and you’ve grown so much.”

You easily felt the tears well in your eyes. “I couldn’t have done without you being there for me. Thank you so much, Seokjin-oppa.” your lower lip jutted out as you tried to hold in your tears.

Jin laughed boisterously, his infamous ahjae laugh that didn’t suit his face, and ruffled your hair. “Aigoo, you’re still a crybaby. You’re a big girl now, you don’t need me anymore.”

You smacked his chest and headed inside with him to the graduation hall. He gave a splendid speech as the outgoing student council president and brilliantly turned an ahjae joke into an inspiring quote.

“Why did the chicken cross the road?” he asked and everyone was prepared for the punchline. “…because it wasn’t afraid to take risks.”

The crowd exploded in cheers and you clapped along. Jin sent his patented hand kiss for the last time and got a standing ovation.

When the ceremony had ended, you searched through the crowd, looking for one person. Somehow, it felt like deja vu. You were always the one looking for him and today, you were looking for him as well.

Finally, you spotted him with a number of girls congratulating him and his thesis mates taking pictures with him. You watched from a considerable distance quietly. You waited for him to notice you and when he did, you waved the bouquet at him.

Min Yoongi, with his black hair and perfect skin, always looked good in black, but seeing him in his graduation robes somehow made your heart swell with pride, but with such surge in emotions also came memories of that night six months ago…

“I don’t know.” You sighed, answering his question by another, “Someone once told me that you can choose who you can fall in love with. Do you believe that?”

“No.” he paused. “Well, actually… I don’t know.”

“Why? Why not?” you pressed, trying to meet his eyes which were looking at your hands.

“I’ve never loved anyone but you.” his gaze was sincere and warm in contrast to his cold touch. “Y/N, you’re my best friend and it took me a while to realize, but I know it now. I made you wait for such a long time, but we’re here now and you don’t have to do anything, I will come for you this time.”

You inhaled with closed eyes, his words brought back the answer that you lost, “Jimin… He… He once said that we all do unfair and selfish things for love. Do you also believe that?”

“Yes. If I didn’t, you wouldn’t be here. I wouldn’t be saying all of these if I didn’t think that I don’t deserve a second chance.” Yoongi pleaded you with his eyes, something that you were seeing for the first time in your life.

You were quiet for a very long time because you sorted out all the possible answers that you could give Yoongi until you realized… he didn’t need an answer. “Exactly.” The word was out before you knew it and you could see Yoongi’s pupils shaking, trying to search your face for explanations. “You see, I don’t believe that. Love should be selfless… I just, I don’t why you’re doing this to me!” your voice shook until it died down to a whisper. “왜, 윤기야? 지금 왜? Why didn’t you hold onto me when I was giving myself to you? Why are you trying to get me back now when I finally moved on from you?”

“I…” Yoongi was flustered, it was obvious that this was not the answer he expected. “I…didn’t have a choice.”

“Bullshit, Yoongi.” you spat out and shot out of the chair. “You always have a choice, I had a choice… a choice that led me to you a long, long time ago.” The image of the picture on your table suddenly crossed your mind. “I decided to love you and I spent years doing that because I thought that once I made my decision, I couldn’t change my mind, but now…” you tried to catch your breath. “I think I can, so I’m choosing for myself. I choose me. Believe it or not, in the past few months that I wasn’t with you, I learned how to live. I stopped waiting for you the moment you chose to look the other way. More than anything, I chose to move on. Thank you for loving me and letting me love you all these time.”

You took slow steps towards him and he looked at you with a lopsided smile. “Did you get me flowers?”

You chuckled at his mocking tone, glad that you were able to talk to him like this again. “No. Jimin got you flowers as an apology for not being able to come since he’s performing for that end of the year thing tomorrow. He’ll try to catch us at dinner though.”

He shrugged and accepted the bouquet nonetheless. “Thanks anyway.”

“Congratulations on graduating.” you smiled genuinely at him and he received it graciously with a slight nod. “Come on, I’ll buy you jjajangmyun.” you turned around to leave and Yoongi caught your wrist.

“Can’t it really be me? Can’t it be me again?” The way he enunciated each word already told you how much he hesitated to ask.

You turned slightly, just enough to look him in the eye. “I… also don’t know. I’m sorry.”

He nodded. His crestfallen gaze hitting the floor faster than raindrops hit pavements. It’s not that he didn’t know that he hurt you. In fact, he knew too damn well. It’s not he didn’t understand that you needed time, he did because admittedly, he knew he also benefitted from the six months that he wasn’t with you, but ultimately, he didn’t know if it was worth it.

He didn’t know if you were still in love with him as he was in love with you.

And if Yoongi wanted to avoid something, it was you slipping from his fingers again.

As he watched you walk slowly away from him, his heart constricted at the rather familiar yet unwelcome sight of your back. He no longer wanted to see such a view, he’d much rather walk side by side and hold your hand and kiss your temples. All the things that he denied for himself.

But not anymore, so he walked with quick strides until he was by your side. In the blunt manner that he always did, he took your hand in his. You flinched, turning to him with a look of surprise. You met his gaze then stared at your interlocked fingers before looking at him again.  

“What are you doing?” your voice was soft and yet the way it lilted in the end told Yoongi that he was hurting you again by keeping his mouth and eyes shut.

“Y/N, I can’t… I can’t let you go. I can’t pretend that I’m not in love with you any longer than I already have in the past.” his grip tightened on your fingers and at this point, your heart felt an old erratic pattern, one that it has learned and forgotten and learned again many times over. “Please…”

And it was at that second that you finally listened to the rhythm that your heart sang.

Your heart beat for Yoongi, as simple as that.

You pried your fingers away from his solid grip and Yoongi felt like he was socked in the stomach. He looked at you with glassy eyes that have never held such confusion, agony and a mixture of a thousand prickling emotions at the same time.

“I’m not going anywhere, Yoongi.” you smiled genuinely and maybe painfully too. You weren’t swimming in euphoric bliss, but somehow, as you closed the distance between you and Yoongi with your arms wrapped securely around his neck, you knew you’ll be fine. “I’m going to try again. I sincerely believe that we went through all that pain, so that we could be like this; so that we could hold each other like this.”

Yoongi’s trembling hands wrapped around you, burying his face in your neck. His graduation cap fell as he hugged you close, the tremors from his hand, travelling the expanse of his whole nervous system.

“Yoongi, you’re shaking.” you muttered as you patted his back.

“I’m not.” was his stubborn reply. “I’m happy.”

“Fair enough.” you laughed and Yoongi didn’t know how much he missed the sound of your unabashed, unforced laughter.

“Y/N… You know I’m not letting you go again, right?” his already quiet voice dropped a decibel lower and you finally understood that he felt as much pain as you did, if not ten times over. “You can’t hold me now and decide that you’re going to change your mind later–”

“I know, Yoongi.” If holding him closer means you can also caress his already fragile heart, then you were going to do just that. “You’re a little late, but thanks for choosing me.”

He chuckled, finally pulling away to brush and flatten your unruly hair. “I’m not choosing you when you were the only choice from the beginning. There was no contest, Y/N. You’re the only one.”

You smiled, you kept smiling and you didn’t realize until Yoongi wiped the lone tear from your eyes that you had been waiting for those words all these time. “Finally…”

Finally. Finally was the word that rang in your head when Yoongi inched closer to your face. It was the words you whispered when his lips hovered over yours until he kissed you.

Finally, he chose you. Finally, your fates crossed again.

You will be faced with many choices in life and sometimes you will make the wrong ones, sometimes the right ones. Some days, you would think that you don’t have a choice, but you do. It’s okay to make mistakes, to stumble and to lose your way because at the end of the day, if it’s the right choice, it will come through.

You will be happy. You can be happy.

Choose to be happy.

End of Alternate Ending.

So, Auston Matthews...

Couple of things, because my tumblr is exploding with rage over that Auston Matthews quote:

- Auston Matthews is 20 years old and a POC player in the NHL. Some people might forget he is a POC player, because unlike PK Subban or Darnell Nurse he can actually pass for a white dude. Guess who never forgets that Auston Matthews is Latino? Auston Matthews! The dude plays in a predominantly white sport and you can bet your ass that he has just tried to fit in and be acknowledged for his hockey skills for the past 15 years. Not ideal? Most definitely. Still understandable? Most definitely!

- The guy is a 20yo professional athlete. He probably knows fuck-all about politics. If somebody had given him a truth serum and put a mic under his nose, his honest answer would have been something like “People, I have no motherfucking idea when it comes to politics! Can we please talk about hockey now?”

- There was literally nothing he could have answered that wouldn’t have offended somebody at this point. We all (and I include myself in this!) have had a rough 24 hours of rage and “Why the fuck do I love a sport that is so motherfucking backwards sometimes?” moments. Look at his interview again. He never utters his personal political leanings. He just says that he wouldn’t kneel, which I find understandable. Because if you’re a kid that tried to never stick out with his ethnic background, you probably don’t want to shine a fucking spotlight at it and be the first guy in the NHL to kneel on the fucking ice. Lou Lamoriello would probably have an aneurysm.

- We all know and love hockey. We know that this sport has a tendency to go all “the team comes first”, “we do things together”, “nobody is allowed to stick out” sometimes. That’s why there are so few hockey players who seriously stick out. Who have a big personality and make themselves into a brand. PK Subban does, and look at all of the fucking bullshit he has to endure. You think a shy kid from Arizona, who officially hates being the center of attention has the balls to be that? Think again.

- And lastly: Isn’t it kinda telling that the only two POC players on the Leafs roster were the only ones having to answer questions about taking the knee today? Why are they the only ones we expect answers from? 

I am not saying that “He’s a puppy, so he’s excused!”. I am saying: There’s a difference between being all of our liberal-revolutionary-hockey-dream-boy™ and being a straight up Trump supporter. I don’t think Auston Matthews is either.

Now take a funny Leslie Knopw GIF, to calm us all down:

Originally posted by maurellis

Disclaimer: I am a cisgender, straight, jewish white woman from Germany who grew up with academic parents and never had to worry about food or a safe place to sleep. I am very privileged and I know this. I would never dare to assume that I know what it means to be racially profiled or in danger simply because I was at the wrong place at the wrong time and looked not-white. I don’t really get that whole thing about fetishizing your flag or your military, because the last time my country did that, all hell broke loose. But I try to understand and I try to hold people accountable for their words without bashing their heads in for maybe speaking unwisely. It’s a thin line to tread. Beer usually helps. 

Unexpected lust, Part 1/2

Pairings: Pietro x Reader

Words: 1K

Summary: Tony and the reader are reading fanfiction of themselves and when Pietro joins them, the atmosphere between him and the reader gets a bit more heated.

Warnings: Smut! Few swear words.

A/N: Okay, it’s kinda weird to post a smutty writing after my blogs have always been stamped with the good girl –title, as well as me as a person. But hey, girls have their needs and mine are totally involving smutty Pietro Maximoff and I happen to know that I’m not the only one. *winks* I hope you enjoy this!

Texts in italics are standing for fanfic-clips.

Part 2

”Oh my god, listen to this one”, I laughed, sitting at the kitchen with Tony, eyes watering and stomachs hurting from all the laughing. “Oh no, I can’t-“

Y/N came out of the shower, her soft skin twinkling as the sunbeams hit it, and I couldn’t get my eyes off of her. She smiled softly, before walking in front of me, dropping her towel to the floor”, Tony quoted the text, smirking. “Oh, guess what you are going to say next-”

I glanced at the screen of my phone, deep smirk taking over my lips. I raised my head to watch straight into Tony’s eyes, innocent smile on my lips. “Do you want me, daddy?” I purred, bursting into laugh. “I would never say anything like that.”

“Shame, I like this version of you”, Tony frowned, laughing then deeply. “She kneeled in front of me as a good girl she is, taking my big, hard cock in her soft little hand, blinking her eyes sweetly. Then she kissed the top of my- Oh okay, things are getting weird now- lightsaber and that was all it took me to cum to her pretty, light pink mouth, filling it with my love paste, while screaming her- the sex goddess’s name.

“Oh god, I love these- oh here is one about you!” I laughed, tears in my eyes. “”Tony”, I shouted, running to him, tears rolling down my cheeks. “I thought I was going to lose you!”
“You are never going to lose me”, Tony whispered, wiping my tears away, before pulling me into a deep kiss.
Hey- this is not fair. Why on earth does they write only cute stories about you, but I’m a sex doll in each of mine?”

“Because you are more sexier than him, Printsessa”, I heard a familiar, Sokovian accent coming from the doorway. I turned around to see Pietro leaning to the doorframe, smirk on his face.

“Oh is that so, Piet?” I smirked, rising my eyebrows.

“My opinion is yes”, he chuckled, taking a slice of pizza from the counter. “What are you reading?”

“Fanfiction”, I laughed brightly, glancing at Tony, who were fully focused on reading something from the screen of his phone. “It seems that our- fans are writing these stories about us and publishing them on the internet, on a site called Tumblr.”

“Oh”, Pietro laughed, leaning to the counter. “What kind of stories?”

I felt a slight blush creeping slowly to my cheeks. “Well, for example love stories, stories that are labeled with angst, and then there are my personal favorites -smutty ones. With sex, a lot of sex. Kinky sex, romantic sex, public sex, break up sex –any possible kind of sex.”

“Between who?” he frowned, looking truly interested.

“Mostly between the reader and the character –which in this case means one of us, but there are stories where they are pairing us together as well”, I explained, laughing.

“For example-“, Tony harrumphed, way too deep smirk on his face. “”Pietro”, Y/N whispered, nipping her bottom lip between her teeth, as he pressed her against the wall.
“Didn’t see that coming?” Pietro chuckled, kissing her neck softly.
“Pietro, w-what are you-“
But she didn’t get a change to finish her sentence as he pressed his lips against hers, making her head spin. This was all she had ever wanted –to have Pietro kissing her, touching her, showing her how much he loved her-

I glanced at Pietro and nipped my lip between my teeth as I saw how focused he was, leaning to the counter, listening to Tony with slight frown on his handsome face while caressing his jaw with his long fingers.

She let out a soft moan as the kiss got deeper, making Pietro want her even badder –if possible. He pressed his growing hardness against her, making her beg and repeat his name again and again, like it was the only world she knew. It was the only word she had to knew, as Pietro finally picked her up and tossed her to the sofa, before pulling her pants harshly away. He couldn’t wait to have a taste of that-

“Oh my god”, I breathed out, trying to steady my breathing, the mental images repeating themselves in my mind, making me blush. “I think we have heard enough, thank you very much, T.”

“Oh, did that turn you on, Y/N?” Tony chuckled, looking amused. “I bet it did.”

“Tony”, I let out a nervous laughter, crossing my legs. “Don’t-“

Pietro pressed his tongue on her sensitive clitoris, making her throw her fingers to his dusty blond hair, pulling it, as the waves of satisfaction rushed over her body, making her pant and gasp hard. Pietro kept his icy blue eyes focused on her, as she squirmed at the sofa, his name escaping her lips here and there with soft moans surrounding them”, Tony continued, glancing at both of us occasionally, grinning.

I tried not to think about the words I was hearing, but they kept pushing to my mind, filling it with visions of Pietro on top of me, his tongue making me scream his name. I glanced at him carefully and gasped slightly as our eyes met, his gaze darker than usually, lip between his teeth.

“Fuck Pietro”, Y/N moaned, as she was getting closer and closer to her orgasm. “I’m gonna-“
“Come for me, ljubimyi”, he breathed out, sliding two fingers inside of her, causing her to scream his name as she came hard, collapsing to the sofa. Pietro’s fingers were still working inside of her, making her orgasm last and last-

I bit my lip to stop a moan from escaping my lips as I saw the growing pulp in his grey sweatpants. I formed his name with my lips, glancing at him interrogatively. “Are you-“

He tilted his head, slight smile on his lips and glint of deep lust in his eyes. “You want to-“, he nodded towards reading Tony.

I felt my heart beating like a drum as I nodded my head. “Yes.”

Part 2/2

anonymous asked:

Sometimes I wonder if the demons slowed down time specifically for Dean. Like, if they knew they needed him to say yes so they made each month feel like 10 years. Maybe John really was only in hell for 8 months. Maybe Sam was only there for a year. But Dean feels like a failure because he assumes each month felt like a decade for them and neither of them cracked the way he did.

I mean, could be. The other parts of Hell that we’ve seen (specifically Sam’s trip to find Bobby in 8.19, and even their little meeting in 11.09 and the trip to the Limbo Cage in 11.10) have shown no indication that Hell Time overall runs any different from “earth time.” But you’re right on that count– we really don’t know if all of Hell runs on one set time, or maybe different parts of Hell run on different schedules, or even if some of the more powerful demons (like maybe Alistair…) are able to manipulate time or the perception of time to their needs.

For some reason I’m now specifically thinking of this part of Hell and feeling a twinge of agony just imagining it:

(screencap from this post)

I guess in a line that long there’s no reason to make time seem any more drawn out. Probably saves energy to not have to mess with time itself and just create excruciating boredom through natural means… 

But on that note, I can’t imagine that the time dilation wasn’t something that Lucifer would’ve been able to control in the cage either. We just never heard from Sam what his perception of his time in Hell was. It was horrifying enough to know he was there in the cage at all, you know?

Nor do we know what John’s perception of time was. And you’re right– ever since Alistair used the fact that John never broke to torment Dean in 4.16, I’ve wondered about how easily John managed to escape when the Devil’s Gate was opened in 2.22. I mean, I wondered that at the time I first saw 2.22, but didn’t have the context of Dean’s experiences on the rack in Alistair’s care, nor the fact that John had supposedly been receiving the same sort of hospitality that Dean had, tied to the rack and tortured every day and never breaking (supposedly). If that had been the case, then how did John escape through the Devil’s Gate in 2.22?

So yeah, I’ve always tried to find a headcanon that sort of covered all of this, but I’ll give you the fact that “time being malleable rather than fixed” does lend some support to the theory that John’s experience in Hell was in no way similar to Dean’s.

It’s all technically retcon-y anyway, from the point of much later canon (like 4.22 that shows us how Azazel got his orders from Lucifer to find Lilith, and take instructions from her on how to free him from the cage… which started with the “special children” and ended with the opening of the Devil’s Gate to free Lilith specifically… because that’s when she showed up in canon as the “new leader rising in the west,” to quote Tammi the demon in 3.09). Since the apocalypse arc hadn’t been in the plans back when the Special Children and YED were the Big Story of s2, they salvaged what they could and sorta handwaved the rest, leaving us these big ??? moments to fill in for ourselves. Not really fanfiction gaps, but at the very least headcanon gaps. :P

Which leaves us with Dean’s experience of 40 years of torture over four months of Earth time combined with Alistair’s taunting line in 4.16, that he’d had John on the rack and he never broke. Which makes the fact that John not only walked out through the Devil’s Gate in 2.22, but that his soul was intact enough for him to float up to heaven after helping to kill Azazel… How much was he honestly tortured, and for how long?

It took an army of angels to free Dean from Alistair’s tender care, how the heckeroo did John not only stroll out the door, but more urgently how was he not mostly demonized by the experience? He looked pretty… not-horrifically-tortured for near-on a century, you know? (x)

It’s interesting though, because we do know that LILITH had her own agenda after 2.22, to send her mole Ruby to infiltrate the Winchesters’ trust and begin readying Sam to break the final seal. (which again was not the plan at the time 2.22 aired– the original plan was for Sam to save Dean from his deal, but then s3 was cut short by six episodes by the Writer’s Strike and they didn’t have enough time to make that happen, so they went with plan B and sent Dean to Hell anyway… yadda yadda enter the Angels… so we get to find fun theories to explain away Real World Production Issues with wild headcanon. I actually love doing this… just a stroll through my bucklemming canon acrobatics tag is proof of that.)

So we know Azazel was the one who Lucifer tasked with setting up all the pieces and eventually freeing Lilith, but what if Lilith (or even Lucifer) needed Azazel to die after that point? He’d fulfilled his role, and just like Lilith needed to die to complete her role in 4.22, what if Azazel needed to die to complete his in 2.22?

Lilith and Alistair both had those creepy white eyes. What if they were in cahoots with regard to making sure John Winchester was ready and waiting to walk out that Devil’s Gate when Lilith made her escape, knowing that he would be key in helping make sure Dean killed Azazel? Then with Azazel dead, John’s debt to hell fulfilled, he was able to just boop off to heaven in a burst of white light, no demonic damage to his soul at all… Kinda seems weird given what Dean related about his own personal experiences in Hell…

But gosh wouldn’t that suggestion in 4.16 hurt Dean, to think of what he himself became during his relatively short time in hell compared to what John endured and was still able to waltz off to heaven afterward with no stain on his soul. Probably went a long way toward making Dean feel like a failure. Again.

So, yeah, I totally buy the “Hell Time is flexible and not fixed exclusively to Dean’s description of his own experience there.”

Because it doesn’t line up with any other glimpse of Hell we’ve ever had.

Well, this went through some detours to get to the point. :P

anonymous asked:

I think Destiel is the show's end game but they want it to be the very last thing. So they set up the story around season 8/9 because they didn't really know if they were gonna get picked up and they had to dial it back up when it continued. Now it started again during season 12 knowing the show is gonna end in the next couple of years for sure without it being cancelled. Maybe? Thoughts? Love your meta!

Hi! Love you too!

I weirdly had a conversation about this yesterday in private so I’ve managed to actually coalesce some thoughts about this… Lots of thoughts.

Seeing as I joined fandom in the end of season 9, I basically joined a fandom that had been pretty hurt by the spec that season 8 might have been endgame if the show was cancelled… Obviously we’re never going to get any sort of statement on it until after we know the definitive line on whatever else they were doing with Destiel after the point it matters, so it’s going to be small potatoes if it was or not. 

But I don’t particularly think that it actually WAS - and the different way Cas, and his and Dean’s relationship, was portrayed in season 8 immediately threw a whole bunch of fuel on the fire but it was shocking in a way that it was being given attention rather than specifically being romantic, and it’s hard to tell the two apart, especially when you’re looking in the subtext and seeing romantic stuff, which when you’re a starving shipper suddenly seems like a feast of both charged interaction AND the old subtext, which is suddenly slathered all over everything when Cas is a major part of Dean’s emotional arc for the first time (in a good way). 

(LOTS more under the cut)

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