Duo - Peter Parker

request -  okay so y/n is part of the avengers (she’s peter’s age) & peter does something that practically kills him. y/n freaks out & goes to hold him while the rest of the avengers just watch her in pity. they take peter & tell y/n to go cool down. and then when peter wakes up, he is sternly told by tony to go see y/n before she goes crazy. sorry this is long & specific ❤️ love your writing btw!! one of my favorite blogs

a/n - i had went back and forth with a lot of ideas on this fic, and i really hope it doesn’t seem rushed and i hope it turned out okay and not a flop like me :( but don’t forget to request a peter parker/spider-man fic if you want and follow!

Another building came down to the ground as another crowd ran from the scene, only being able to hear their own screams as the enemy came to terrorize New York. It was only another work of Hydra, trying to come and ruin the lifestyle that so many people have made here. It was fight, after fight, after fight, after fight, and I didn’t know if I could take it anymore.

Peter and I, both natives of Queens, and also the youngest on the team. When Peter and I had first arrived to Headquarters, Captain didn’t hesitate to warn us that most enemies target the younger party the most, and that the rest of the team would prioritize the safety of Peter and I before their own.

Today’s situation seemed to be a bit more difficult than the others, from when I looked up and saw Tony struggling to keep another part of a building from falling to when I saw Natasha almost beaten by one of Hydra’s minions. Something about today was just a bit, off.

“(Y/N)!” I heard Rogers call. I turned around to see his shield coming my way, gripping it tightly and slamming it into the bodies of Hydra’s concoctions. They were out within a second, having me throw the shield back to Rogers. He then ran off with Clint, leaving myself and Wanda to deal with the others.

“Where’s Parker?” Natasha spoke into the intercom. My heart dropped as I looked up and tried to find the boy, hoping to see a spot of red and blue anywhere. I turned around as my last hope, calming down when I saw him swinging from one building to the other, coming closer to the scene.

“Southside on 54th, coming right this way.” I said.

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Normal Horoscope:

Aries: There were seeds planted before humans were ever alive, and just now they begin to germinate.

Taurus: Can you know for certain what is happening in your home right now? We know so little of the world.

Gemini: Climb over your problems. Bring a grappling hook. Physically scale everything in your way.

Cancer: God answers all prayers. This is done randomly, without any regard for who asked for what and how much.

Leo: There are essential lessons nobody should ever have to learn. 

Virgo: Life is too short to be doing things all the time. Stay in bed and eat some cookies. Not because your depressed but because you deserve it.

Libra: You can get surprisingly far by just staying silent and occasionally repeating whatever the last word of the other persons sentence was.

Scorpio: Bash in the door with a lead pipe.

Ophiuchus: Jellyfish have been around for millions of years with no brain and no anus. Jellyfish have it figured out.

Sagittarius: It is literally impossible to not underestimate the power of confusion.

Capricorn: If you find some weird deer with extra eyes and candleflames at the end of its antlers, dont take any pictures. He hates that.

Aquarius: Oh sure you laugh now but it wont be so funny when you feel nearly five feet of cold hard funk cutting your sternum in half.

Pisces: The earth wants you back.

the ultimate heathers lyric starter meme ( act 2 )


  • ❛  You wait just a minute, (name)!  ❜
  • ❛  It’s ignorant, hateful talk like yours that makes this world a place that they could not live in.  ❜
  • ❛  They were not dirty!  ❜
  • ❛  They were not wrong!  ❜
  • ❛  They were two lonely verses in the Lord’s great song.  ❜
  • ❛  Our boys were pansies, (name)!  ❜
  • ❛  Yes! My boys a homosexual, and that don’t scare me none.  ❜
  • ❛  I want the world to know, I love my dead, gay son.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ve been thinking. Praying. Reading some magazines.  ❜
  • ❛  It’s time we opened our eyes.  ❜
  • ❛  Well, the good Lord created the universe.  ❜
  • ❛  The Lord created man.  ❜
  • ❛  I believe it’s all a part of His gigantic plan.  ❜
  • ❛  I know God has a reason for each mountain and each flower, and why he chose to let our boys get busy in the shower!  ❜
  • ❛  I never cared for homos much until I reared me one.  ❜
  • ❛  He loves his son.  ❜
  • ❛  Jesus says it’s cool!  ❜
  • ❛  They just had flair!  ❜
  • ❛  They were desperate to be free!  ❜
  • ❛  They took a rebel stance, stripped to their underpants.  ❜
  • ❛  I can’t believe that you still refuse to get a clue after all that we’ve been through.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m talking you and me, in the summer of ‘83.  ❜
  • ❛  That was one hell of a fishing trip.  ❜
  • ❛  Our jobs are now continuing the work that they begun.  ❜
  • ❛  They were good men!  ❜
  • ❛  We’ll teach the world to love.  ❜


  • ❛  Fine, we’re damaged. Really damaged, but that does not make us wise.  ❜
  • ❛  We’re not special. We’re not different.  ❜
  • ❛  We don’t choose who lives and dies.  ❜
  • ❛  Let’s be normal. Watch bad movies, sneak a beer and watch TV.  ❜
  • ❛  Don’t you want a life with me?  ❜
  • ❛  Can’t we be seventeen? That’s all I want to do.  ❜
  • ❛  If you could let me in, I could be good with you.  ❜
  • ❛  People hurt us, or they vanish, and you’re right, it really blows.  ❜
  • ❛  We let go, take a deep breath.  ❜
  • ❛  Don’t stop looking in my eyes.  ❜
  • ❛  Is that so hard to do?  ❜
  • ❛  Let us be seventeen, if we’ve still got the right.  ❜
  • ❛  So what’s it gonna be?  ❜
  • ❛  I want to be with you.  ❜
  • ❛  Yeah, we’re damaged. Badly damaged.  ❜
  • ❛  Your love’s too good to lose.  ❜
  • ❛  Hold me tighter. Even closer.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ll stay if I am what you choose.  ❜
  • ❛  You’re the one I choose.  ❜


  • ❛  Deep inside of everyone there’s a hot ball of shame.  ❜
  • ❛  If we show the ugly parts that we hide away, they turn out to be beautiful by the light of day.  ❜
  • ❛  Every day’s a battlefield when pride’s on the line.  ❜
  • ❛  I attack your weakness and pray you don’t see mine.  ❜
  • ❛  If I share my ugly parts and you show me yours, our love can knock our walls down and unlock all our doors.  ❜
  • ❛  Who wants to share what’s in their heart?  ❜
  • ❛  No volunteers? Fine, I’ll start.  ❜
  • ❛  I live alone. My husband left. My kids are grown.  ❜
  • ❛  In the 60s love was free, that did not work out well for me.  ❜
  • ❛  The revolution came and went – tried to change the world, barely made a dent.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ve struggled with despair.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ve joined a cult.  ❜
  • ❛  I chant, I prayed but God’s not there.  ❜
  • ❛  (name) I’m ending our affair!  ❜
  • ❛  I faked it every time.  ❜


  • ❛  I float in a boat in a raging black ocean, low in the water with no where to go.  ❜
  • ❛  The people smell desperate.  ❜
  • ❛  We’ll sink any minute so someone must go.  ❜
  • ❛  Everyone’s pushing! Everyone’s fighting!  ❜
  • ❛  There’s no where to hide.  ❜
  • ❛  The captain is pointing. well who made her captain?  ❜
  • ❛  Still, the weakest must go.  ❜


  • ❛  Aw look, (name) is gonna cry.  ❜
  • ❛  Stupid childproof caps!  ❜
  • ❛  Aw look, (name) is gonna whine all night.  ❜
  • ❛  You don’t deserve to live.  ❜
  • ❛  Why not kill yourself?  ❜
  • ❛  Here, have a sedative.  ❜
  • ❛  Whine, whine, whine like there’s no Santa Clause.  ❜
  • ❛  You’re pathetic because you whine!  ❜
  • ❛  You whine all night!  ❜
  • ❛  Your ass is off the team!  ❜
  • ❛  Go on and bitch and moan.  ❜
  • ❛  You don’t deserve the dream!  ❜
  • ❛  You’re gonna die alone.  ❜


  • ❛  He was sweet, he said that I was smart.  ❜
  • ❛  He was good at sports and people liked him.  ❜
  • ❛  At nap time, once, we shared a mat.  ❜
  • ❛  I didn’t sleep, I sat and watched him breathing.  ❜
  • ❛  I watched him dream for almost half an hour. Then he woke up.  ❜
  • ❛  He pulled a scab off one time playing kickball, kissed me quick and pressed it in my hand.  ❜
  • ❛  I took that scab and put it in a locket, all year long I wore it near my heart.  ❜
  • ❛  He didn’t care if I was thin or pretty.  ❜
  • ❛  He was mine until we hit first grade.  ❜
  • ❛  Last night I dreamed a horse with wings flew down into my home room.  ❜
  • ❛  Now we’re all grown up and we know better.  ❜
  • ❛  Now we recognize the way things are.  ❜
  • ❛  Certain boys are just for kindergarten.  ❜
  • ❛  Certain girls are meant to be alone.  ❜
  • ❛  I believe that any dream worth having, is a dream that should not have to end.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ll build a dream that I can live in, and this time I’m never waking up.  ❜


  • ❛  Oh my god, is she dead?  ❜
  • ❛  Just another geek trying to imitate the popular people and failing miserably.  ❜
  • ❛  keep it together.  ❜
  • ❛  I knew you would come far.  ❜
  • ❛  Smell how gangsta you are.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m so sorry.  ❜
  • ❛  Feel a bit punchy?  ❜
  • ❛  She’s not looking so well.  ❜
  • ❛  You’ve earned that red scrunchie.  ❜
  • ❛  Come join (name) in hell.  ❜
  • ❛  Where have you been?  ❜
  • ❛  We’ve been worried sick!  ❜
  • ❛  Your friend, (name), stopped by.  ❜
  • ❛  He told us everything.  ❜
  • ❛  He’s got your hand writing down cold.  ❜
  • ❛  Please, honey, talk to us.  ❜
  • ❛  No, you wouldn’t understand.  ❜
  • ❛  Guess who’s right down the block?  ❜
  • ❛  I’ve experienced everything you’re going through.  ❜
  • ❛  Guess who’s climbing the stairs?  ❜
  • ❛  Your problems seem like life and death, I promise they’re not.  ❜
  • ❛  Guess who’s picking your lock.  ❜
  • ❛  You don’t know what my world looks like!  ❜
  • ❛  Times up! Go say your prayers.  ❜
  • ❛  (name)’s running on fumes now.  ❜
  • ❛  (name)’s totally fried.  ❜
  • ❛  (name)’s gotta be tripping on shrooms now.  ❜
  • ❛  (name)’s done for, there’s no doubt now.  ❜
  • ❛  Notify next of kin.  ❜
  • ❛  Too late, he got in.  ❜
  • ❛  Sorry for coming in through the window, dreadful etiquette I know.  ❜
  • ❛  Get out of my house!  ❜


  • ❛  All is forgiven baby!  ❜
  • ❛  Come on, get dressed! You’re my date to the pep rally tonight!  ❜
  • ❛  You chucked me out like I was trash.  ❜
  • ❛  For that, you should be dead.  ❜
  • ❛  Then it hit me like a flash: what if high school went away instead?  ❜
  • ❛  Those assholes are the key.  ❜
  • ❛  They’re keeping you away from me.  ❜
  • ❛  They made you bling, messed up your mind.  ❜
  • ❛  I can set you free!  ❜
  • ❛  You left me and I fell apart.  ❜
  • ❛  I punched the wall and cried.  ❜
  • ❛  I found you changed my heart and set loose all that truthful shit inside.  ❜
  • ❛  So, I built a bomb!  ❜
  • ❛  Tonight our school is Vietnam.  ❜
  • ❛  Let’s guarantee they never see their senior prom!  ❜
  • ❛  I was meant to be yours.  ❜
  • ❛  We were meant to be one.  ❜
  • ❛  Don’t give up on me now.  ❜
  • ❛  Finish what we’ve begun.  ❜
  • ❛  In the rubble of their tomb, we’ll plant this not explaining why they died.  ❜
  • ❛  Our burned bodies may finally get through to you.  ❜
  • ❛  Your society churns out slaves and blanks, no thanks.  ❜
  • ❛  We’ll watch the smoke pour out the doors.  ❜
  • ❛  Bring marshmallows, we’ll make s’mores.  ❜
  • ❛  We can smile and cuddle while the fire roars.  ❜
  • ❛  I can’t make it alone.  ❜
  • ❛  You were meant to be mine.  ❜
  • ❛  I am all that you need.  ❜
  • ❛  You carved open my heart, can’t just leave me to bleed.  ❜
  • ❛  Open the door please.  ❜
  • ❛  Can we not fight anymore?  ❜
  • ❛  (Name), sure, you’re scared, I’ve been there.  ❜
  • ❛  (Name), don’t make me come in there.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m gonna count to three. 1, 2, fuck it–  ❜
  • ❛  Oh my god.  ❜
  • ❛  Please don’t leave me alone.  ❜
  • ❛  You were all I could trust.  ❜
  • ❛  I can’t do this alone, still, I will if I must.  ❜


  • ❛  I wanted someone strong who could protect me.  ❜
  • ❛  I let his anger fester and infect me.  ❜
  • ❛  His solution is a lie.  ❜
  • ❛  No one here deserves to die, except for me and the monster I created.  ❜
  • ❛  Heads up (name).  ❜
  • ❛  I’m a dead girl walking.  ❜
  • ❛  Can’t hide from me.  ❜
  • ❛  There’s your final bell.  ❜
  • ❛  It’s one more dance and then farewell.  ❜
  • ❛  (name) told me you just committed suicide?  ❜
  • ❛  Yeah, well, he’s wrong about a lot of things.  ❜
  • ❛  I through together a lovely tribute, especially considering the short notice.  ❜
  • ❛  What’s under the gym?  ❜
  • ❛  That’s it.  ❜
  • ❛  What’s that sound?  ❜
  • ❛  Give a great big yell!  ❜
  • ❛  Step away from the bomb.  ❜
  • ❛  This little thing? I’d hardly call it a bomb.  ❜
  • ❛  This is just to trigger the packs of thermals upstairs –those are bombs.  ❜
  • ❛  I wish your mom had been a little stronger.  ❜
  • ❛  I wish she’d stayed around a little longer.  ❜
  • ❛  I wish your dad were good.  ❜
  • ❛  I wish grownups understood.  ❜
  • ❛  I wish we’d met before they convinced you life is war.  ❜
  • ❛  I wish you’d come with me.  ❜
  • ❛  I wish I had more TNT!  ❜


  • ❛  I am damaged. Far too damaged.  ❜
  • ❛  You’re not beyond repair.  ❜
  • ❛  Stick around here, make things better.  ❜
  • ❛  You beat me fair and square.  ❜
  • ❛  Please stand back now.  ❜
  • ❛  Don’t know what this thing will do.  ❜
  • ❛  Hope you miss me.  ❜
  • ❛  Wish you’d kiss me.  ❜
  • ❛  I’ll trade my life for yours.  ❜
  • ❛  Wait, hold on!  ❜
  • ❛  Once I disappear, clean up the mess down here.  ❜
  • ❛  Not this way!  ❜
  • ❛  Say hi to God.  ❜


  • ❛  Listen up kids, war is over.  ❜
  • ❛  Brand new sheriff’s come to town.  ❜
  • ❛  We are done with acting evil.  ❜
  • ❛  We will lay our weapons down.  ❜
  • ❛  We’re all damaged, we’re all frightened, we’re all freaks but that’s alright.  ❜
  • ❛  We’ll endure it. We’ll survive it.  ❜
  • ❛  (name) are you free tonight?  ❜
  • ❛  High school may not ever end.  ❜
  • ❛  Still, I miss you.  ❜
  • ❛  I’d be honored, if you’d let me be your friend.  ❜
  • ❛  We can be seventeen.  ❜
  • ❛  If nobody loves me now, someday somebody will.  ❜
  • ❛  There’s still time to make things.  ❜
  • ❛  One day we’ll change the world, but let’s kick back tonight.  ❜
  • ❛  Let’s go be seventeen, take off our clothes and dance.  ❜
  • ❛  This could be our final chance.  ❜
  • ❛  We’ll make it beautiful.  ❜
  • Me: *concentrating on something really important*
  • Brain: Start thinking about Rock climbing.
  • Me: I really need to concentrate on this.
  • Brain: No, climbing. There's that unfinished project. Your hands should start sweating now, too, which will make holding that pen impossible anyway.
  • Me: Why? This important thing is important.
  • Brain: You gotta.

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The Wheel of Fortune 

You’ve had a cycle of natural growth, and in the process of learning to know yourself better, you’ve managed to put an end to a big problem in your life.



Although you’ve come from a time of growth, it may have been painful, as growing sometime can hurt. But you are finding some balance after the struggle. Which is good. Seems like you are getting the justice you deserve.


9 of Rods (reversed)

All this growth can begin to make you feel alienated and isolated. But this is just an illusion, this is the perfect opportunity to break through the confinement and that which is holding you back! The waiting is over. All this inner wisdom you’ve been granted must be put to great use though. You need to prepare, and put up your defences, then you will have no problem climbing over the next obstacle in you life.

Also… The Moon card popped out while I was shuffling, and it’s telling me to tell you that if you see past the illusion, the depression will pass, and you will see things clearly. 

Enjoy the full moon tonight! 

The Older Siblings

  • Matt Holt
  • 23
  • Pidge’s older brother
  • Works at Galactic Rock Climbing
  • A rock climbing instructor, every kid’s favorite
  • Was a former medic for the Garrison Air Force, left because it was too much.
  • Lost his father on the Kerberos Mission, a “training accident gone wrong”
  • Helped Shiro with physical therapy for his arm, giving him free lessons at the rock climbing business
  • Has taught Pidge German, how to use an ipad, how to kick ass at Splatoon and how to climb anything and everything in sight with the speed of a small demon.
  • A smol. Only 5’5”
  • Is a Ray of Sunshine. Every kid that comes to Galactic asks for Matt as their instructor, because he’s patient and fun and gives Hello Kitty bandaids if they fall off of the wall (even if they don’t get hurt).
  • Loves Shiro, so so much, and is best friends with Allura.
  • Enjoys climbing Shiro like a tree, and clinging to him like a koala. Tiny Matt has no problem climbing 6’4” Literal Giant Shiro.
  • If anyone’s hips are straight from a Shakira song, it’s Matt Holt’s.

  • Allura McClain
  • 23
  • The oldest of 6 siblings, Lance’s adopted sister
  • Adopted by the McClain family at 10 after her father died, she was already with the family when Lance was born (when she was 16).
  • Student at a prestigious fashion college, also an intern at Altean Designs under Coran’s guidance
  • Has known Shiro and Matt since high school
  • Reconnects with Shiro after his return from the Kerberos Mission
  • Is an amazing designer, and tests all of her designs on a very willing and enthusiastic Lance.
  • Loves visiting the daycare in her free time, and loves all of the kids just as much as she loves her own siblings
  • Loves Shiro, so so much, and is best friends with Matt
  • Is tall, like 5’8”, and when she wears heels she’s just an unstoppable goddess.
  • “Are you a princess?” - Hunk, the first time he met Allura.
  • “Yes.” - The answer Allura gave Hunk.

  • Takashi Shirogane
  • 23
  • Keith’s foster brother
  • His parents took in 4 year old Keith when Shiro was 19
  • Shiro joined the Garrison Air Force at 18, and served until he was 20.
  • Was one of the only survivors of the Kerberos Mission, where he lost his arm before being honorably discharged.
  • Is a giant cinnamon roll
  • He is Tired…. Save him.
  • He loves the kids, and loves spending his days with them
  • He loves Matt and Allura both so so much
  • Is Tall. 6’4”.
  • “Literal Giant Shiro.” - Matt, probably
  • Is great at arts and crafts, but not as well at cooking.

  • After the Kerberos Mission, Shiro came home to stay with his family and recover, and was given a prosthetic arm
  • His parents died when he was 22, and he realized he was the sole provider for now not only himself, but Keith as well
  • His checks from the military covered mostly everything, but he was searching for part time work for extra money anyway.
  • Running into Allura, she offered to pay him to watch Lance. Hunk’s family offered as well, and Matt asked one day during rock climbing therapy
  • A year later he’s still running the daycare, even occasionally watching kids from the middle school, Rolo and Nyma.

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Mirror pt 1

Hi everyone… long time no seeeeeee……

I’m trying to maybe get back in the habit of posting WIPs over here. I don’t have a whole lot to share right now, but may as well get started!

Anyway, here’s a Prey fanfic. Major end spoilers. 

For a brief moment, it considers simply killing all of them. It is still disoriented, confused from reaching the end of the simulation, finding itself home, on earth, except earth was never its home, it was Morgan’s. Morgan’s home. Morgan’s family.

Morgan’s brother is still waiting with his hand outstretched. Alex had undone the restraints that had kept it trapped in the simulation, bound to a spinning chair that was probably positioned in front of the large window just so that he could make a dramatic reveal of the Coral outside. Alex always did have a theatrical flair, Morgan’s memories remind it.

It is so, so angry at Alex. It has been trapped in a lie, a fabrication to make it believe it was something, someone that it was not. It has been forced to feel what it was never supposed to, to care for all these doomed lifeforms on Talos and do its damnedest to save them, to choose who lived and who died. It was all Alex’s fault. He was the one who had ripped all that away from it.

It was ironic, how the man who hadn’t cared about human experimentation, who had convinced Morgan to put aside all cares for the men and women sacrificed, who saw so many people as variables in an experiment, had forced empathy into its very core. It wants to throw that empathy in his face for being such a hypocrite.

But, it thinks, that’s Morgan talking. Typhon don’t get angry. Typhon defend, and hide, and hunt. They don’t care.

It cares. It has neurons installed in its very being that make it understand. And that is proof that Alex’s theory works.

Morgan has always put work before feelings.

It reaches out to Alex’s hand, the extended part of it shifting to match the shape, the color. It shakes his hand.

Alex smiles, and the relief present in his face makes it feel ashamed for its initial selfish instinct.


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“ In mathematics, the mountain climbing problem is a problem of finding the conditions that two function forming profiles of a two-dimensional mountain must satisfy, so that two climbers can start on the bottom on the opposite sides of the mountain and coordinate their movements to reach to the top while always staying at the same height. “ Via Wikipedia

the worry of season 3

So many people are worried that Gero is going to pull a ‘hahaha KIDDING KURT’S NOT MARRIED TO JANE IT’S SOMEONE ELSE’ bullshit move, so I thought I’d just make a list of reasons why he wouldn’t:

  • We’ve literally already lived the season long arc of Jane and Kurt finding their way back to each other and there’s no chance in hell the fanbase has time for that again.

  • Clearly, Jane knows Kurt’s married. If it’s not to her then why would she even mention he’s wearing a wedding ring, because obviously?

  • Jane hasn’t been gone for two years, it’s just been two years since the event of first-time sexin’. So. No one will ever be able to convince me in just TWO YEARS, Kurt and Jane fell in love. Got engaged. Planned a wedding. Got married. Got divorced. And the man who was TOO CHOOSY met someone else and got engaged/married super fast. There’s no believable way, lol.

  • (This isn’t a reason why not but I’ve seen people floating he married Allie which lmao, she’s in Colorado with Connor and they very much presented that relationship with Kurt as ‘great at being fuck buddies, not so much anything else.’)

  • Martin Gero is very aware of the fanbase and he’d have to be some kind of bag of dicks to promise all of this, deliver, and take it away. I don’t think that’s a risk he’s willing to take at this point when the ratings slipped, the show got moved, and he’s honestly pretty lucky to have a season three. I’m never going to be the person who says the ratings dropped because of a relationship because that’s generally an untrue statement, but I will say that he knows his audience. Well. He sees the tweets and comments. A lot of people are hung up on ‘that would be a good assumption’ in regards to what he said about people assuming Jane and Kurt are married. You want him to spoil his own show? lol okay. If he really wanted to fuck with us he very well could have said something along the lines of ‘Well, I can see why people would assume that.’ THAT would have me much more worried.

IN SUMMATION, I’m not going to assume Jane and Kurt aren’t married until or unless the show completely jumps off that mountain Jane was climbing. It’s a problem for future me if it happens, lol.

Thinking Out Loud

Summary: Phil is telepathic and who is this boy who is always thinking about what other’s think of him?

TW: cursing, unintended homophobia (like, its not really even that), um low self-esteem

Word Count: 2150

A/N: this is for the admin who prompted more telepathy fics!

p.s: this isn’t a song fic or anything i just thought the title worked nicely

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anonymous asked:


Thats it
Thats the au

I failed on a climbing problem eight times before realizing I was climbing as high as I knew I could and then letting go. On my next try I climbed with no thought of failure and reached the top. We cannot know what we can do in advance. The only way to find out is to go all-out trying, thinking only of success.
—  Royal Robbins

anonymous asked:

Suga has a shrine to Daichi's thighs

Don’t we all?

“Suga, have you seen my-”

Daichi paused in the doorway of the bedroom.

Sugawara shoved something into the back of the closet across the room and then slammed the doors shut. He spun towards Daichi, eyes wide, face pale.

Daichi’s eyes narrowed and he moved slowly into the bedroom.

“Hey… Suga… whatcha doin’?”

“Nothing. Nothing at all. Why do you ask?”

“No reason…” he sniffed, nostrils filling with the strong scent of jasmine. “Are you… burning incense?”

“What? No. Why? Why would I burn incense? What the fuck is your problem?” Sugawara climbed to his feet and let out a deep huff, crossing his arms over his chest. “Fuck, Daichi. You come in here and immediately start slinging accusations at me? Can’t I have a little room to breathe sometimes? Fuck! You’re suffocating me!”

He stomped across the room and tried to slide past him, but Daichi grabbed him by the elbow and dragged him back.

“Alright. Why are you acting defensive?”

“Defensive? Defensive?” Sugawara pressed a hand to his chest and let out a gasp of indignation. “I don’t know who you think you are, but you do not have the right to speak to me that way. I’m so angry,” he shook his head, prying at Daichi’s fingers around his elbow. “I’m so furious… I need to calm down. Release me so I can cool my head.”

“Uh huh, in a minute,” Daichi wrestled an arm around his waist as he started to struggle, reaching helplessly for the door. He lifted him up off of the floor, tucking him under his arm like a football, and then carried him towards the closet.

“D-Daichi… look. I’m sorry. I’m sorry I overreacted. I’m a little moody today, I guess,” Sugawara wiggled in his grasp. “Here. To make it up to you, I’ll suck you off. Yeah. For free. Just go ahead and take me to the bed… or better yet, let’s do it out in the living room. Yeah. I’ll put some TV on and you can watch while I blow you-”

“What’s in the closet, Suga?”

“My gay ass, up until very recently. You remember that, right Daichi? The day I came out because I was so hopelessly in love with you? Actually, now that I think about it, I never really came out officially, did I? Okay here’s what we’re gonna do. We’re gonna call everyone up and I’m going to come out to them. Just to clear the air. Okay?”

“Uh huh…”

“So just go ahead and take me out to the living room and I’ll make the call…”

Daichi stopped in front of the closet and slid the door open.

Sugawara fought against him, “Ah… Daichi. I was thinking. Uhm… So like… let’s go on a date! Yeah! Let’s go on a date! And uh… I’ll buy you nice things. And we will eat at a fancy restaurant, and I’ll let you fuck me any way you want to. You name it. Even boring ass missionary position. That’s fine. Yep.”

Daichi released Sugawara and slid to his knees. He reached into the closet and Sugawara promptly latched onto his back.


Daichi batted his hands away and found a large box at the back of the closet. He dragged it forward.


“You’re starting to sound like Akaashi,” Daichi muttered. He pulled the box from the closet and immediately lifted the lid. Strong smelling smoke wafted up into his face and he coughed.

Sugawara slumped off of his back and curled up in a ball on the floor at his side.

Daichi stared down into the box silently for long seconds, unable to find the words to give in response to the numerous pictures of his thighs plastered all over the inside of the box, complete with pink construction paper hearts and yen coins resting over especially worn looking photographs.

After a minute or two, he licked his thumb and forefinger, reached inside the box, and doused the incense. Quietly, he covered the box and replaced it in the closet. He stood and slid the door shut before turning back to Sugawara, who stretched out on his stomach on the floor, face hidden against the hard wood, arms and legs spread wide.

Daichi cleared his throat.


“… what.”

“… Some things are just best left in the closet.”

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Bringing Back The Happiness

Author: @supernaturallymarvellous

Characters: Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 506

Warnings: None

A/N: Just a little something I put together for my darling wifey @eileenlikesyou-maybe.  I love you darling x


You’d been miserable for days now.  It was easy for anyone, even just a casual observer, to see that you weren’t doing so well.  You’d lost that spark, that passion for life, and damn it all to hell if Dean didn’t have a plan to get you smiling again.

It started with a cup of coffee but not just any coffee.  No, Dean had made an extra stop on his way back from a supply run and had picked up your favourite Starbucks.  You’d been holed up in the library for the entire time he’d been away from the bunker and it wasn’t until a jumbo sized takeout cup was placed directly in front of you that you even realised he was back home.

The next day found a small bunch of wildflowers left in a vase on your bedside table.  As you woke, the scent from the small blooms seemed to have the ability to transport you to a peaceful meadow on a sunny day, somewhere you could forget your problems.  Climbing out of bed and pulling one of Dean’s old t-shirts over your head, you padded down to the kitchen to thank him for the beautiful gift only to find him slaving away over the stovetop….bacon sizzling in the pan, perfectly toasted bagels on a plate, coffee brewing in the pot.  Dean nodded his head towards the table and barely a minute later, you had a plate of delicious food placed in front of you and, as he moved behind you to get to his seat, he placed a gentle kiss to the top of your head.

In the following days, more little gifts found their way into your life – a box of chocolates, a copy of a book you’d been looking for for months, new headphones to replace the pair you’d accidently left in a motel during the last hunt.  Every morning, there was something new to look forward to but it wasn’t until a random day three weeks later that you truly realised just how much Dean cared about you.

When you woke up and rolled over, you found a note, written in Dean’s familiar handwriting, on the pillow that simply said “get dressed and go to the kitchen”.  Following the orders, you quickly threw on some clothes and ran there.  When you got there, you found a picnic hamper with another note on top, this time saying “bring this to the garage”.  Excitement building up inside, you gathered up the hamper, as well as the blanket that was sitting next to it and took off at speed through the corridors of the bunker to find out what this mysterious surprise was all about.

When you got through the door, you stopped still as you took in the sight in front of you.  There, leaning against the hood of the Impala stood Dean, keys held at arm’s length and a smile stretched wide across his face.  It took only two words for him to completely blow you away…..

“Wanna drive?”

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sudsinthebucket1-blog  asked:

Love this account. I'm selling my car for a van to hopefully have some fun adventures too. Wondering how much money you need to live like this and how you make money on the road. I don't need much but I gotta eat! So what's the secret!

HIGH FIVE - that is rad - make it happen!  So listen, first of all, try and leave all your bills behind (make sure you don’t have rent to pay back home).  Now you have your monthly rent budget to apply towards gas and food while living on the road.  If you aren’t working on the road you will want to save up enough money to have 3 months of independence - simply my recommendation so you can enjoy your adventures with minimal stress.    

Figure out how much you spend on food a month but keep in mind you will be eating out of your van.  Really figure this out - sit down and make a list of meals/snacks you would eat out of your van for a week then do a detailed cost analysis and adjust accordingly.  Now multiple your week’s results by 12 - this will give you a desired food budget for 3 months on the road.  

Map out where you want to go and figure out gas money that will be needed.  Become detail oriented while on the road - keep a log book of everything (miles driven, mpg per fill up, etc).  There is a lot of downtime on the road so write in a journal every night.  Keep a random book of statistics - I really wish I had done this.  It would be so interesting to know how many nights I’ve slept in a parking lot, slept a tent, number of fish caught, the miles of trails explored or number of boulder problems climbed along the way.  All these items will not only be nostalgic years from now but also keep you living with awareness in your present state.   

If you end up finding a town along the way that you’d like to spend weeks or even a month around then think about finding part time work while you are there (this is a great opportunity to refuel some cash while still living somewhere new and exciting) - hit up the cafe’s, coffee shops, gear shops etc and ask around for work.  Don’t necessarily wait to find work until you are out of cash and stuck somewhere you don’t want to be.  Live in your van everywhere - campsites and rent will drain your bank account.  You’ll have to learn the dirtbag shower (I prefer Burts Bees baby wipes).  If you don’t rock climb already then I’d reckon you should start.  Climbers you meet along the way have been living like this for decades and most will be kind enough to offer you a real shower and any advice you may need.  Also, most climbing gyms have a shower and if you ask nicely they will probably let you use it.   

Finally, and I hate credit cards, but get one for emergency use ONLY.  I didn’t do this for years and years but it  really took the edge off of my constant worry of WHAT IF I BREAK DOWN AND DON”T HAVE THE MONEY TO FIX MY CAR.  This way you essentially have insurance - if your van craps out you’ll be able to get it fixed and assess your next move without the total feeling of desperation.  Let me know if you have any other specific questions but that’s my quick ramble of advice.