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Signos de que son más que amigos... || Wigetta

Se envían muchos mensajes: Piensa en cuántos mensajes le envías a tu mejor amigo del mismo sexo. Si la respuesta es “más que eso”, entonces hay altas probabilidades de que exista algo ahí. La necesidad de estar en contacto constante es un signo de que ese alguien quiere estar en una relación contigo y es similar a la forma en que se comportan las parejas.

“Un segundito chicos, que justo ahora me esta escribiendo Willy, me esta diciendo: oye que no habíamos quedado para grabar?”

WATCH DOGS 2 - EL JUSTICIERO VEGETTA! #9 


“Ahí lo llevas… Ya me está diciendo Willy: ¿Como vas vegetta?”

RESIDENT EVIL 7 - MISTERIOS DEL BARCO! #8 

Han tenido “momentos”: Si alguna vez han bailando juntos en un club como “broma”, pero en determinado momento ambos cruzan miradas y casi se besan, es un signo inconfundible de que tal vez haya algo más entre ustedes además de amistad. Al mismo tiempo, si de hecho se han besado -particularmente si ha pasado más de una vez- entonces es claro que al menos hay algún tipo de atracción, incluso si ambos estaban algo ebrios.

Eligen actividades románticas: Si tu idea de pasar un buen rato con la persona es ver una película, poner una manta y compartir la comida, o ir a comer y luego por unos tragos, es un signo de que posiblemente sean más que amigos. Esto es especialmente cierto si es algo que realizan frecuentemente, y es seguro que cree cierto nivel de cercanía incluso si no es ya, de hecho, un síntoma de que esa cercanía existe.

V: ¿Sabes que podríamos hacer hoy?

W: ¿Qué?

V: Ir al cine…

W: Pues mira si, la verdad…

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W: ¿Nos vamos a jugar otra vez una cena? o te has cansado ya de pagarlas, porque yo no he visto ni una la verdad…

V: ¿Pero que dices? ¿Ayer quién te invitó al cine?

Han hecho “declaraciones”: Si se han dicho cosas como “no sé qué haría sin ti” o “eres el mejor hombre/la mejor mujer que conozco” - entonces esto puede sugerir que ambos tienen sentimientos por el otro además de amistosos.


“Somos el complemento que le falta a cada uno”

JEFE POR SORPRESA! | #APOCALIPSISMINECRAFT5 | EPISODIO 22 | WILLYREX Y VEGETTA



Hay química: Si hay química entre ustedes, es posible que la sientan como tensión sexual y como una especie de entendimiento mutuo. Posiblemente se ríen mucho, se tocan mucho e incluso han jugado a pelearse. Las probabilidades son que se molesten demasiado entre ustedes y se hagan bromas. Además de eso, es posible que la gente desde fuera constantemente cometa el error de considerar que ya son pareja, lo cual es otro signo de que existe algo más que amistad.

Ver al otro con alguien más te provoca celos: Es posible que tengas dificultad para decidir si estos sentimientos ambiguos son mutuos, pero no debes tener dificultad para reconocer los propios. Un excelente signo es que te provoca celos cuando coquetea con alguien más y esto sugiere que ya piensas en esa persona como “tuya”. Si este es tu caso, entonces es posible que haya cambiado la dinámica de su relación y es razón suficiente para afrontar el hecho.


¡Dejen de negar su amor!

Puesto que este artículo fue escrito desde una perspectiva heteronormativa, es una prueba irrefutable de que la relación de Willy y Vegetta está más allá de lo platónico.

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Bueno pues hace un tiempo que hemos venido trabajando este post y debido a los tiempos difíciles que estamos pasando, hemos decidido publicarlo, esperamos que les guste ya que lo hemos hecho con mucho amor y con fines de shippear wigetta, recuerden que todo es con amor hacia los chicos y sin ánimos de ofender ni provocar un apocalipsis en el fandom, sabemos que hay muchos más momentos que podrían agregarse, sobretodo de años pasados, pero quisimos hacerlo con algo más enfocado en el presente, para demostrar que el wigetta sigue vivo…

El post original es de Jonhlock, por aquí abajo les dejo el link, muchas gracias a @wigelangel5ever por tener la idea de esto, hacer la traducción y ayudarme a recopilar los momentos wigettiles :3 créditos a las personitas que hicieron los gifs y los videos, ojo que esto se puede ir actualizando con el tiempo, si alguien desea aportar algo bienvenido es, ya sea que lo anexen debajo o nos envíen mensaje para agregarlo, al final esto es para este fandom que tanto nos ha dado durante años :3

P.D. Sabemos que es un monstruo de post, pero un monstruo muy bonito :3

Ha sido un placer tocar con ustedes esta noche…

(No, no nos vamos del fandom, eso jamás, sólo queríamos agregarle algo de dramatismo xP)

AGUANTE WIGETTA HASTA EL FINAL!!!

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Y te prometo que si no me sueltas la mano, yo tampoco soltaré la tuya. Te prometo que si te quedas conmigo jamás te pediré que te vayas. Te prometo amor mío, que si quieres pasarte la vida entera conmigo,lo acepto, porque yo sí quiero una vida a tu lado. Te prometo que si alguien te hace daño haré que se arrepienta y te abrazaré fuerte. Te prometo que no me importa el porcentaje de tu idiotez, yo te amaré con toda ella incluída. Te juro mi vida, que no hay algo que no me guste de ti, porque para mí eres lo mejor de todo el puto mundo y hasta tus defectos me traen enamorada. Me costó tenerte y a ti te va a costar perderte de mi vista.
I’ll remind you

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: angst, slight swearing, death of a child, some fluff 

Word count: 2090

Summary: After a hunt gone terribly wrong the reader reveals a little secret to Dean to comfort him.

A/N: Omg guys I almost cried while writing the first half of this. Btw if someone already wrote a fic like this I’m gonna die. I was so proud when I had this idea lol. Gif is not mine [x] 

Silence. Silence was surrounding you; it weighed heavy on your chest and made you feel helpless and lost.

Dean drove the Impala through the dark night without saying one word. His grip on the steering wheel was so tight that you could see his knuckles turning white. The only sounds you could hear were the engine of Baby and the rain which drummed wildly on the roof of the car. Sam was fast asleep after the exhausting hunt you guys had just finished. You on the other hand couldn’t sleep; you were trying to focus on which raindrop would make it down the window, you were staring at, the fastest. Images of the hunt that had gone terribly wrong flashed through your mind. Tears burned in your eyes, blinking them away quickly you tried to think of something else.

This time it was really bad. It had been a kid. Jake Simmons.

The three of you had tried everything to save him in time before the vampire who had captured Jake and his parents, who were dead long before him, could hurt him.

When you had arrived at the nest it was too late. The little boy, who was no more than five years old had laid there on the cold floor of an abandoned warehouse. His clothes were all bloody and his teddy bear was a few feet away from him, also stained with blood.

Every time you closed your eyes, the sight of his lifeless body would send shivers down your spine.

So you silently sat in the backseat, with Jake’s bloody teddy bear clutched in your shaking hands, while trying to ignore the urge to cry uncontrollably.

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Stood Up (Castiel x Reader)

Plot: Cas notices a beautiful girl sat by herself and realizes she’s been stood up. To stop her being embarrassed, he goes over and pretends to be her date.

Pairing: Cas x Reader

Warning: Fluff, angst if you squint, sadness, being stood up, Cas being adorable and awkward, Dean being annoying

Word count:1,110

Prompt: “Is ketchup a vegetable?” 

Originally posted by sooper-dee-dooper-natural

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Dancing On My Own: Part 4

Pairings: Steve Rogers x Reader / Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Death, Angst

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Word Count: 1206

Summary: Bucky Barnes never imagined himself falling in love with anyone, especially his best friend’s girl. Of course his plans were shot to hell when Steve decided to surprise everyone and propose to you on your birthday. Had he missed his shot, or would he be willing to risk both of his closest friendships in hopes of winning your heart?


Author’s Notes: I wasn’t with my mom when she died. I had left for the night with the intention of going back the next day. It is literally the worst fucking feeling ever to not be there regardless of what anyone will ever tell you. I will regret it for the rest of my life.

Some of this is inspired by events in my life – to allow me to work out some of the issues I’ve had in the last year.

Originally posted by i-fuckworldus

Originally posted by fysebastianstan

Bucky watched as your eyes glazed over with panic.

“What do you mean?!” You shouted as you jumped to your feet and began pacing absentmindedly. “Okay… okay… But did they?” You paused for a moment as you listened to your father on the other side of the line.

“Doll?” Bucky asked as he moved towards you but you held up your hand – effectively freezing him in his tracks. In all the years he had known you he had never witnessed you this upset.

“Okay – no, no. I’ll be there soon,” you replied as you furrowed your brows in concentration. “I love you too, dad.” With this you took the phone from your ear and stared blankly at Bucky.

“Doll, what’s wrong?” he asked as he held your hands in his.

“I… I can’t breathe,” you managed to choke out before Bucky enveloped your shaking body with his warm embrace.

“I’m here… Doll tell me what’s wrong,” he soothed as he rubbed his hands softly on your back.

“My mom… she’s um… she’s sick, Buck. I have to get home,” you sputtered out as you broke from the embrace to begin walking around the bedroom as you searched frantically for your luggage. “I was supposed to fly out next week… I… I don’t know how I’m even going to get a ticket now,” you muttered as you finally found the luggage on the top shelf of your closet.

“Doll,” Bucky breathed into your ear as he wrapped his arms around you. “Go sit down – I will take care of it,” he added as he pulled you gently to your bed.

You sat on the bed dumbfounded as Bucky carefully packed all the things he knew you would need or want. Even in your haze of panic you couldn’t help but notice how well he knew you. You were glad he was with you – glad that for once someone could do the thinking for you, and not pester you about if you were okay like Steve would. You swallowed hard – immediately feeling guilty for comparing your fiancé to his best friend. “Doll?” Bucky’s voice broke your concentration as you blinked and looked up at him. “I’m going to my room to pack. I’ll be right back. I’ve already texted your work to let them know you won’t be coming in this week,” he explained before leaving the room.

Within an hour you were taking off in one of the quinjets from Stark Tower. Bucky had persuaded you that it would be a quicker way of getting to your small hometown. You had relented – deciding to let Bucky make the decisions so you could focus on mentally preparing yourself for what you were about to face.


“Y/N,” Bucky whispered softly as he grasped your shoulders. He didn’t really have the heart to wake you – you had fallen asleep just after leaving New York –he knew the late night, and stress of the news about your mother had exhausted you. He thought that the landing in the small field next to your house in rural Kansas would wake you, but it hadn’t. As much as he wished he could let you sleep – he knew he would just be prolonging the inevitable. “Doll, you need to wake up,” he whispered softly as he stroked the hair from your face.

“Steve?” you murmured. You had been dreaming about Steve, Bucky, and someone being sick, but the haze of sleep kept you from remembering. The sound of Steve’s name on your lips caused Bucky to flinch which prompted you to open your eyes. “Bucky? I’m sorry… I was dreaming… I… are we here already?” you asked as you rubbed your eyes wearily.

Bucky tried his best to swallow his reaction. Now was not the time to be jealous – he was here for you in the absence of his best friend, and the man you loved. “We just landed. I called your sister and she told me where the keys to the pickup are so we can get to the hospital. Come on – I’ll get the bags later,” he replied as he offered you his hand. You took it willingly and he helped pull your tired aching body from the seat. He held you for a moment as he looked at your hand – not letting it go. “Where’s your ring?” he asked quietly – immediately realizing you weren’t wearing it.

You bit your lower lip nervously as you internally chastised yourself for your decision. “I… I didn’t think now was the time to… you know,” you shrugged lamely. If you were honest it was partly for that reason, but also because it was a constant reminder of the nagging anxiety you felt when you thought about your future.

Bucky could tell that you weren’t being completely honest with him, but he knew that you loved Steve – regardless of your reasoning, and he reminded himself of that as he quelled the bubble of hope that rose inside of him. “You’re right, doll. Come on, let’s get going,” he said with a sad smile as he tucked your hair behind your ear. “They’re expecting us.”


The trip to the hospital was uneventful. Bucky was hell-bent on driving but finally relented once you pointed out that you were much more familiar with the area than he was, given that you had lived here for most of your life. You tried to stay as focused on the road as you could, but it was damn near impossible – which resulted in you swerving onto the side of the road several times –much to the dissatisfaction of your passenger.

As you entered the hospital you couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. It drove you to walk quickly as you searched frantically for your mother’s room. As you turned the corner of a narrow hallway on the eleventh floor you caught sight of your family huddled outside of a room with a partially closed door. Sara, your eldest sister, was the first to see you as she pulled away from her husband and met you halfway down the hall.

“What…” you began in a choked whisper as you took in the sight before you.

“She’s gone,” she answered sadly as she embraced you.

You stumbled back from the embrace as you struggled for air. “But I’m here. I’m here. I’m here!” you said frantically as tears spilled from your eyes. “I… I didn’t know…. I…. but I’m here,’ you sobbed as you stumbled back into Bucky’s warm chest – his arms immediately wrapped around you. “I… Bucky… I didn’t get to say goodbye…”

Bucky felt hollow as he held you. He so desperately wanted to tell you that everything was going to be okay, but he knew the bitterness of loss. He had tasted it one too many times in his life. He tightened his embrace around your waist as you sobbed into his chest. “I know, doll,” he whispered soothingly. “Come on, let’s go say goodbye now,” he whispered sweetly as he helped guide you to the room.

As you looked down upon your mother’s body your last bit of resolve disintegrated. Bucky held on to you as you blubbered through your goodbye and your apologies for not being there for her. You knew in your heart that you had failed her by not being with her at the end, and it hurt worse than anything you had ever experienced. As you gently squeezed her hand you couldn’t reconcile the fact that while she was before you she wasn’t truly there. She was gone. The words you spoke would float endlessly through the air, but not to her. You closed your eyes as you leaned your head back on Bucky’s shoulder – the last of your bitter tears falling from your eyes as you succumbed to the numbness that death so often brings. “Take me home, Buck,” you whispered as his embrace tightened around you.


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Prison Break - Part 2

Word Count: 2099

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Language, Violence, Blood

A/N: Unbeta’d, Unedited

Prison Break - Part 1


It had been weeks since the demon had made his presence known to Dean or to you. Weeks since Dean had shoved you into solitary. Sam had found out within a few days that the demon used to be an inmate, David, who was wrongly accused of killing a cop. Once he was in prison he was murdered by a gang of guards and cops who didn’t take kindly to crimes against their own. He wasn’t a truly innocent man. He was a rapist and a murderer, but he wasn’t a cop killer. He ended up in Hell and became a demon, coming back to this prison to exact some twisted revenge.

You’d grown closer to Dean over the weeks. Incredibly close. He’d managed to keep you in solitary confinement, always giving a reason why you had to stay there. He kept the other guards away. You didn’t ask how, but their visits to your cell were few and far between and you were thankful.

Maybe it was the confinement. Maybe it was that he was your only real human contact. But you could swear there were lingering touches, longer than necessary glances, comfortable silences. You were falling for him and you were pretty sure he was falling for you.

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Request by Anonymous: If requests are open can you do a criminal minds one where the reader Is hotch’s niece and he takes her to work but all she does is flirt with Reid ? (Sorry if its to specific)

Imagine being Aaron’s niece and him bringing you to work one day only for you to flirt with (sry for the spelling error) Reid the entire time.

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Fandom: Criminal Minds

Gifs aren’t mine.

Aaron sighed for the fiftieth time in that hour and that’s all thanks to his niece who he had brought along for the day since she was in town, but now he realizes that he had made a big mistake in doing so. Since all (y/n) did was flirt with Reid the whole time.

Derek chuckled at Hotchner’s actions, “Who knew a Hotchner could be such a flirt. I’m kinda feeling’  jealous.”

Aaron just glared at his coworker who had an amused smirk planted on his lips as he looked towards Spencer and (y/n).

“Reid, are you a camera?” Reid looked up at the (h/c) female with a questioning look, “Because every time I look at you, I smile.” Spencer couldn’t help, but smile at the cheesiness of the girl who had been flirting with him non stop for the past our.

“No, but I wish I was. So I could capture every moment I spend with you.” Spencer’s reply had made (y/n) burst out in laughter.

Hotchner got up abruptly from his seat and walked out of his office down the stairs and pulled you by the arm out of the office, but before he could you placed your phone number on a piece of paper leaving it on Reid’s desk as you winked at him with your uncle pulling your out of the office.

Private Lives Chapter Eleven

Title: Private Lives Chapter Eleven

Author:  Kat

Reader Gender:  Female (Y/N Hastings)

Word Count: 1889

Series Summary: Jensen Ackles is an incredible actor. You’re taking a break from being a doctor to figure out what to do with your life. When your worlds crash together, what secrets will be revealed?

Warnings:   This fic will have feels, okay? It’s going to be a drama.

Chapter Warnings: Little bit of blood, nothing too descriptive, bullying

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A/N: OMG FINALLY. I am so sorry to everyone for how long this took and also I’m sorry it’s a tad short. I ran into some writer’s block that has finally seemed to have cleared up. I hope you like this chapter. The wait was soooooo long. I’m so excited with it’s following and where it’s going. I just hope you all don’t kill me for it. Enjoy!! 

Character: Jensen Ackles

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“Well, what do you think about the house that Marta showed Y/N?” Jared asked, sipping his beer.

“Oh, I don’t know, it’s not a huge house, but the yard is big and the neighborhood is great. I think I’ll make an offer tomorrow,” I said back, taking a drink from my beer.

“Oh, good, Y/N still on the fence about it?”

“A little,” I replied, pondering. Y/N was worried she wouldn’t be around enough for Gen if she lived with me, but I had assured her multiple times that everything would work itself out.

My phone began to ring from the coffee table. As I reached forward to silence it, I saw that it was Y/N. She was at work at the moment, which meant it must have been important for her to be calling during her shift. I answered the phone instead.

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