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“My question is for Y/N.” A young girl muttered, who was dressed exactly like Castiel.

“Yes!” You croaked as you stuck your tongue out at the boys.

They chuckled and rolled their eyes.

“I was wondering, there’s been rumors about you and Chris Pratt, and we all want to know, are you two dating?” She smiled.

The blood rushed up to your cheeks immediately, and your throat had a lump.

This was it. The moment of truth.

“Actually, we are! We’ve been together for a couple of months now.” You chuckled.

Everyone screamed and applaud. Some people taking pictures as others captured you in a video.

“He’s amazing. He’s so funny and such an amazing guy. I am so lucky to have him in my life.” You gushed.

Little did you know, Jensen felt his heart drop to the pit of his stomach. He’s had feelings for you since the day you came on set. You were more than just a pretty face. You were his best friend. Someone he laughed with, confided in, trusted. He was in love with you, and now that he knows the truth of you and Chris, he couldn’t help but feel like his whole world was crashing down.

“He’s a really cool guy! And I’m happy for you both. Seriously, that’s awesome!” Jared stammered.

Your lips curved up and you couldn’t help but be on cloud 9.

You looked to Jensen, waiting for approval.

His eyes met yours, and for a moment, you noticed he seemed down. But he shook it off immediately and let out a loud chuckle.

“Yea I’m happy for you both!” He exclaimed.

You're Sick (N.M Imagine)


Your POV

To be honest I never got sick, so it was a shock when I caught a fever. I lived with my boyfriend, who was at the studio when I woke up feeling like crap. Even though I really didn’t want to I called Nate. “Hello?” I croaked. “Lil'mama what’s wrong?” I could hear how worried he sounded over the phone. “Im really sick, can you please come home.” I squeaked. “Of course babe, in on my way.” Nate said before we both hung up.

I trudged downstairs with a blanket. I laid on the couch watching orange is the new black while waiting for Skate to get home. Soon the front door unlocked and he appeared in the living room with multiple bags. “Hey babe.” He kissed my cheek and handed me one bag and took the rest to the kitchen. The bag he gave me had ice cream, my favorite movies, tissues, and orange juice. Nate came back into the living room and removed his sweatshirt, exposing his bare chest.

Nate caught me starring and smirked, “Like what you see?” I just playfully rolled my eyes and patted for him to sit next to me. Instead of sitting next to me he sat so close to me I was practically on his lap. “Babe I don’t want you to sick too.” I rasped. But he just shrugged wrapping his arms around me. “I love you.” He mumbled with a smile pecking my lips. “I love you too, you’re the best boyfriend ever.”

Two Weeks Between

Rating: G
Fandom: Legend of Korra
Summary: Korra wakes up after her battle with Zaheer to find Asami next to her.
Warnings: brief delve into a panic attack (because really, remembering what happened would definitely NOT be all sunshine and rainbows)

Two Weeks Between

There was a hand in hers; warm and soft and slender. She groaned slightly as the pain settled in … well, everywhere. Her eyes cracked open slightly and she shifted, taking in her surroundings. From what she could tell, she was in her room on Air Temple Island, and she relaxed slightly.


Korra’s eyes moved towards the sound of the voice and she found Asami in a cot next to her bed, the engineer’s arm stretched across the distance between them and their fingers were entwined. Korra blinked as Asami sat up and clambered out of the cot to get to her.

'Hey,’ she croaked, applying a gentle pressure to Asami’s fingers.

A smile graced Asami’s face and she reached out with her free hand to brush Korra’s hair off of her forehead and out of her eyes.

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anonymous asked:

oh my god you are legit modern day leroux Christine

*emotional sobbing*

(This would be the time to confess that I don’t have a singing voice at all and sound pretty much like Croaking Carlotta)

But thank you so much, nice anon!

100 Word Scene - Howling

She remembered their aid, had heard them in her dreams, so when their wailing howl drifted outside her tent she forced herself to get up and check. But when she opened the flap, it was Solas, not the wolves who greeted her.  

“Has something happened?” Concerned, he reached out to steady her swaying form.  

Pale with illness, she shook her head, “I just thought I had heard them.”

“Heard whom?” He asked gently, tucking her into his side, settling his cloak around them both to keep warm.  

“Wolves.” She croaked, smiling despite her exhaustion, “They led me back to you.”

in all honesty sharing an apartment with me would be awful. nobody would be able to sleep because of my frog choir that would croak in unison; everyone would have to listen to me complain about the weather; i would bring home a new animal every week; all of this without actually seeing me because id be holed up in my room all the time.


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Fed up with her wild behavior, sixteen-year-old Lex’s parents ship her off to upstate New York to live with her Uncle Mort for the summer, hoping that a few months of dirty farm work will whip her back into shape. But Uncle Mort’s true occupation is much dirtier than shoveling manure. He’s a Grim Reaper. And he’s going to teach Lex the family business.

She quickly assimilates into the peculiar world of Croak, a town populated by reapers who deliver souls from this life to the next. But Lex can’t stop her desire for justice - or is it vengeance? - whenever she encounters a murder victim, craving to stop the attackers before they can strike again.

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