enter guys!

I decimated this village days ago! Just for you…

If you are or know anyone who is at an airport:

DO NOT GIVE UP YOUR GREENCARD OR OTHER PAPERS! YOU WILL NOT HAVE THE RIGHT TO DEMAND THEM BACK.

DO NOT SIGN FORM I-407! YOU WOULD BE WILLINGLY ABANDONING YOUR PERMANENT RESIDENCY STATUS.

TRUST NO IMMIGRATION OFFICER OR ENFORCER.


ACLU HAS SENT OUT LAWYERS. MAKE SURE YOU GET ONE.

Please protect yourself.

EDIT: Also, if you’re a green card resident who is a citizen of or from IRAN, IRAQ, LIBYA, SOMALIA, SUDAN, SYRIA, OR YEMEN:

Please make sure you DO NOT LEAVE THE UNITED STATES UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES. YOU WILL NOT BE PERMITTED TO RE-ENTER THE COUNTRY.

In which we go to rescue the rogue's long lost girlfiend...

DM: You guys enter the back room to the warehouse filled with corpses and find a strange lab. Upon the center table is Maldrich’s (Rogue) missing girlfriend. She is currently in a cycle of waking up, screaming, and passing out again.

Rogue: I run up to her and try to snap her out of it.

DM: She shows no response to outside stimuli.

Cleric: I try and identify whats wrong with her.

(Rolls 18)

DM: You determine that she isn’t passing out but dying and reviving constantly. You cannot figure out the spell that is causing this as it seems to be an amalgamation of spells. Needless to say, she is in a unbearable amount of pain as she basically suffers massive organ failure without pause.

Rogue: Oh my god is there anything I can do?!

Cleric: Let me try. I use dispel on her.

DM: Okay roll.

(Rolls 1)

Cleric: Oops…

DM: She blows up.

Rogue: WHAT THE FUCK?

Cleric: That wasn’t supposed to happen…

Rogue: What kinda fumble chart do you use that ends with my girlfriend blowing up?!

DM (laughing): Well, uh, mine.

Fighter (to rogue): Shit man that sucks, I’m sorry. You’re girlfriend was like…a real bombshell…

Rogue: DO NOT.

Say It (Jungkook/Reader)

Originally posted by sugutie

Genre: Smut - Inspired by a fic written by Admin JP + Say It by Tory Lanez.

Words: 7.2K+

Author: Admin Kaycie

Summary: Honesty was a trait you had always prided yourself in being strong in possession of, something your friends and fans all admired you for; so the day you announced you did not like Jeon Jungkook, they knew your words were true.

Tags: Dance room rendezvous, slow and sensual sex against the dance studio mirror wall, etc. 


Keep reading

In hogwarts guys can’t enter girls dorms bc the stairs turns into some slide for them or smth right? Well Imagine

A trans boy sliding of and then really realising

A trans girl being able to walk the stairs and everyone else just …

A genderfluid person sliding of and their friend goes “it’s one of those days huh”

An agender person and the stairs to the boys dorm turns into a slide too so they’re stuck in the common room

Thank you @jk-destroyed-our-best-gay-ships for coming up with the last one

Everything’s Better with a Beard

Steve x Reader
Smut
WC: 1889
Warnings: Swear words, masturbation, oral sex
Summary: Reader has a crush on Cap and wonders what he would look (and feel!) like with a beard…
AN: I feel like I haven’t been giving Steve enough love lately plus with all the commotion about Cap with a beard, I had to give this a go. Though I will admit, everything is better with a beard…Also, I’m kinda wordy…sorry


It was one of those nights where just the girls were hanging out. It was a rare opportunity and a nice feeling, You were all at various levels of intoxication sitting together around the living room area and conversation flowed as easily as the wine.

“You know, we probably should have made more snacks,” mused Pepper, always looking out for everyone.

Maria and Natasha snorted, “Please,” replied Natasha, “Eating just means less room for wine!” She raised her glass in a toast, “To us!”

Everyone cheered.

“Ugh, what’s with this lumberjack look?” commented Maria, while flipping through the pages of a magazine. “Whatever happened to clean shaven, respectable looking men?”

“Now now,” Pepper scolded her, “Goatees are pretty sexy,” she smirked.

“That’s because a goatee is groomed, but a beard? Yuck,” Maria retorted.

“I don’t know,” you chimed in. “I’m of the personal philosophy that a beard makes everything better.”

Natasha nodded in agreement. “I think some men just suit beards… Though I suppose the true test is if they look good with a beard and without one.”

Maria disagreed, “But beard burn? Eww. I’m a grown-ass lady. I don’t need evidence of my necking.”

You laughed at her, “First of all, how old are you? Who says necking? Secondly, I dunno… there’s something about the roughness of it… All scratchy and manly.” You could feel yourself blushing, as if you had said too much.

Just then, the guys entered the room. You were fairly certain that they hadn’t heard any of the previous conversation. You took a long swallow of your drink, hoping it would cool you off.

The topic of conversation turned to the upcoming mission. You were one of the two remaining behind as your particular skills weren’t needed so you didn’t really pay attention to the conversation. Instead, you casually observed your friends, one in particular, until Natasha elbowed you.

“You’re staring,” she muttered to you.

You felt yourself turn red again. Apparently you weren’t as casual as you thought you were.

Leaning into you, she whispered, “I wonder what Cap would look like with a beard.”

You had often wondered the same thing.

Keep reading

@ all the people asking me if it’s okay for them to kill bugs that come into their houses… I’m not your father confessor, I can’t give you moral permission or absolution for anything. That’s something you’ll have to determine for yourself.

If you want my opinion/experience? I sometimes kill bugs that surprise me or crawl into my personal space. I may love less charismatic animals, but I don’t like the idea of a spider in my bed any more than you do. If I can catch and release it easily, I will - if not, sorry little guy, you’ve entered a forbidden zone. Nothing personal. I’d never go out of my way to destroy an animal that was not all up in my biz if we could just live and let live.

It’s the self-congratulatory, hate-fueled zeal with which people approach the killing of animals they do not like that repulses me so.

A Lion’s Pride - Sebastian Stan x Reader - One Shot

Originally posted by jugheadcami

Originally posted by hard-on-for-hiddleston

A/N - So i’m gonna be using the same family if you like from I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa. So the usual Reader, Seb and Izzy.

Sebastian is really not happy when he see’s Tom trying to make a play at his wife. Little does he know it’s not like that at all. Major smut fest ensures.

Jealous Seb x Reader

Warnings: Smutty smut smut.

Keep reading

not to be a hipster but homestuck was better when there wasnt any welovefine and hot topic and kickstarter. when it was just a man and his computer, and a couple great collaborators, and your ass was keeping a sharp eye on the minuscule god tier hoodie restocks to snag one before they inevitably sold out again. I miss homestuck before hussie took year long breaks and i miss topatoco and i miss the homestuck store and i hate sifting through 8 miles of fanart disproportionately slapped on t-shirts for actual merch that doesnt bring me the same sense of excitement that it used to. it only brings resentment that if i buy something welovefine is going to enter me in a giveaway for squiggle lines drawn by hussie. which is not that funny? that would have probably made me laugh in 2012. but the thing is that you can shit on your fandom all you want when you’re providing good quality content. youre an aloof, eccentric creator. but when we’re all waiting on a game we backed years ago and was promised years ago and was promised for REALSIES months ago, when you’ve cut off all interaction on twitter, destroyed your own forums, and left the one tech guy in charge of repairing the forum to be the SOLE SPOKESPERSON for the state of your company, im not??? going to laugh when you’re like “hey guys enter a contest to win squiggly lines drawn by me!!” 

especially when the incentive to obtain more entries for that “””GRAND PRIZE””” is to buy things from welovefine, to link as many social media accounts as you can, to beg your friends to do the same, to make daily homestuck posts on instagram and then let their system confirm it like a goddamn receipt so it can spit out more entries for your stupid squiggle lines. is it so much work to offer a genuine commission? it’s all so cynical and commercialized which is??? honestly kinda shitty considering how much homestuck riffs on that culture??? 

and at the end of it all homestuck social media (what’s left of it anyway lol) has the nerve to constantly be like “we’re all still stuck here forever guys, right guys? right? right? ….right?” while we all kind of stare at them like a dad trying to use a meme, a meme he fucking CREATED and somehow destroyed. 

Homestuck is truly the ultimate tragedy, the epitome of a great rise and a greater fall, but I’m still waiting on my catharsis and my copy of fucking Hiveswap.

anyway

its 3 am

Miraculous Team Post-Reveal
  • Adrien (lying on his bed with his head hanging off the end): So, am I the only one who feels that they should have seen this coming?
  • Alya (playing with all four kwamis on the floor): I don't know. I'm still freaking out that I've been on a team with Chloe all this time. (to Trixx) C'mere baby!
  • Chloe (sat on the couch): I know, I mean, how did I not see that it was you?
  • Marinette (sat against the bed so that her head is next to Adrien's): At least you guys weren't in love for the better part of two years! Alya, stop playing like that with Tikki, she'll never go to sleep now!
  • Tikki: Marinette, I am over five thousand years old and I have protected hundreds of Ladybugs in my time, I think I deserve a tummy rub every now and again!
  • Nino: *enters* Oh hey guys, why are you hanging out withou- *sees Chloe* wha- what the hel- *sees the kwamis* you motherfuckers
Before It’s Too Late (part 7)

Summary: Bucky starts dating a girl from his History of Art class. The only problem: you’re in love with him. College AU.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: some tension, some fluff, some angst (?)

A/N: man oh man I’ve been waiting to write this Christmas part for 5ever. I hope you guys like it :) Also fUck this is 2,813 words. I think this is the most I’ve ever written.

After opening presents at your parents house you gather up the rest of the presents and head over to Wanda’s moms house. Everyone was already there, waiting for you and Bucky to arrive.

Knocking on the door three times, it opened up to reveal Tony. “About damn time.”

You roll your eyes. “Shut up, we weren’t that late.”

You and Bucky make your way inside with all the gifts. Upon entering the living room you spot the Christmas tree with gifts already under it. You and Bucky quickly place your gifts down before going off your separate ways, you heading over to Wanda, Peggy and Natasha while Bucky went to the guys.

“Hey,” you smile, seeing your friends in the kitchen with drinks in their hands.

“Already drinking without me?”

“Yep. We had to get a head start.” Natasha replied, walking over to you and handing you a cup.

“What is it?”

“Hot chocolate-”

You take a drink and start coughing.

“-with a surprise ingredient.”

You calm down, patting your chest while the taste of vodka lingered in your mouth. “Yeah, that was one hell of a surprise.”

“Did you and Bucky eat?” Wanda questioned.

“Yeah, my mom wouldn’t let us leave until we did.” you snort.

“I love your mom.” Peggy smiled. “She always kept me well fed.”

Wanda and Natasha agree.

“Hey Wanda,” you say. “Where’s your mom?”

“She went down to see Pietro. Apparently he didn’t want to come home for Christmas and my mom gave him a week to, and I quote, ‘stop acting stupid and get his ass down here or else’.”

You nod and laugh. Of course Wanda’s brother didn’t want to come home for the holidays.

“C’mon.” Nat says, wrapping her arm around yours. “Let’s go into the living room with the guys.”

You enter the room, seeing the men sitting on the couches with beers in their hands while talking. Wanda, Nat and Peggy go to their boyfriends and sit on their laps. You smile, feeling a sharp pain in your chest as you realize you’re the only girl there who doesn’t have anyone.

Then your mind trails off to Bucky and how you’ve had 5 years to tell him how you felt yet you never did and because of that, he’s now with Kristen who he seems to be very happy with. You wanted to take Natasha’s advice and just tell him. You wanted to get it over with, holding it in was beginning to get harder and harder every time you saw Bucky.

But you didn’t want to ruin his relationship with Kristen. This is by far the longest relationship he’s ever been in and you didn’t want to step in the way of that. Besides, what did you think he would do if you told him? Dump Kristen just to be with you? No. He’s never shown any interest in you before and yeah, sure he almost kissed you but he was just messing around like he always does. He said so himself!

But you didn’t want him to just be messing around with you. You wanted him to kiss you. To press his lips to yours in a sweet, heartfelt kiss. You wanted him to feel how you felt, to see you how you saw him. But you knew that would never happen. You were just Bucky’s friend.

Bucky looks over at you from the couch and studies your facial expression as you stared at the floor in deep thought. The brunette bit his bottom lip before grabbing the beer cap beside him and tossing it your way. It hits you on your forehead and you snap out of it, looking up to see Bucky giggling. You scowl at him, trying your best to come off as mad but you fail, seeing how cute Bucky was being.

The handsome man looks around at your mutual friends, seeing Wanda, Natasha and Peggy sitting on their boyfriends laps. He then looks back at you and pats his own lap, causing you to chuckle and shake your head. He beckons you over and you hesitantly comply. Bucky stands up and nods over to his seat.

“Sit.” he murmured.

You shake your head. “Oh no Buck, I’m fine. You were sitting there first, I can just sit on the-“

“Sit down, Y/N.” he cuts you off, placing a hand on your shoulder and pushing you gently on the couch. After getting comfortable, Bucky sits down on the floor, between your legs.

“Play with my hair. I like when you play with my hair.” he spoke before taking a swig of his beer.

You reach over with your right hand, running your fingers through his chocolate locks. “You need a haircut, your hair is getting shaggy.”

Bucky hummed. “I dunno. Girls like it. Gives them more to tug on when we fu-“

You slap the top of his head before he could finish that sentence and he laughs.

“We’re all going to Tony’s place for new years, right?” Sam questioned and everyone replied with ‘yes’.

“You better be dead or on your death bed if you don’t come, that’s all I’m saying.” Tony says.

“Will there be hot girls?” Clint asked, taking a drink from his beer bottle.

Tony scoffs. “ ‘Will there be hot girls’ – of course there’ll be hot girls! What kind of new years party will I be throwing if I didn’t invite hot girls?” he then turns to you. “Y/N there will also be hot guys at the party too, including myself. You can have your pick at any of them.”

Before you could speak though, Bucky beats you to it. “Oh no, Y/N’s fine. She doesn’t need you to set her up with anyone, Stark.”

“Y/N needs to get laid.” Natasha says.

“Yeah. This party will be good for you. We’ll help you scout out some men.” Wanda adds, throwing you a wink.

“Ooo, and maybe a relationship will come into play! Then we could all go out on a group date!” Peggy exclaimed with a smile on her face.

“Nope, not happening.” Bucky turns to look at you. “Y/N, all those men want is to hit it and quit it. They don’t want a relationship with you.”

“Oh shut it, Barnes. What are you saying? That no man wants to be in a relationship with her?” Nat scoffed.

“Nat.” you scold.

“I didn’t say that, I-“

“What, is she not good enough for the male population?”

You cross your hands over your chest. “Natasha.”

“That’s not the case here, anyone would be lucky to date Y/N.” Bucky responds.

“Cause let me tell you, anyone would be lucky to even kiss Y/N.” Nat drinks from her cup. “Believe me, I would know.”

“She’s right.” Wanda nods.

“She has very plump, soft lips.” Peggy adds and you groan, hiding behind your hands.

“I’m sure someone out there wants to be in a relationship with Y/N. We just gotta find him.” Natasha shrugged.

Bucky shook his head. “Y/N is fine how she is right now. She doesn’t need a boyfriend.”

“It would be nice to have someone.” you hum.

Bucky looks at you. “You have me, what more could you want?”

You snort. “I want someone I can kiss and do intimate things with and I can’t do that with you, Bucky. You have a girlfriend.”

“If I weren’t dating Bruce, I’d date you.” Nat says and you laugh, seeing Bruce make a face at his girlfriend.

“Yeah, thanks babe.” he muttered.

Bucky, still staring at you with a look of disbelief, scoffs. “You don’t need to rely on some guy, Y/N.”

“I never said that. All I’m saying is it would be nice to be loved.” you respond.

“I love you, everyone here loves you.” the brunette points out.

You shake your head. “I mean a different kind of love. I want-“

“What do you mean a different kind of love? There’s no-“

“Alright, let’s open up presents now!” Wanda exclaimed, standing up and walking over to the Christmas tree.

Bucky holds his stare on you for a few more seconds before facing forward just as Wanda gave out the first present.


“Aww thank you guys, this means a lot.” Vision says as looked at the gifts you and Bucky had gotten him.

“No problem, pal.” Bucky smiled.

“Alright, who’s next…” Wanda says, looking around.

“Do mine!” you exclaim, standing up and moving around Bucky who was still sitting on the floor in front of you. You drop down on the floor and look for Tony, Clint and Sam’s gifts and once you find them, you hand them over. “Open them at the same time.”

The three men exchange looks before tearing open the wrapping paper. The first one to react was Tony who busted out laughing, Sam and Clint following soon after.

“Oh my god.” Sam laughed. “I love it.”

“I’m hanging this up in our dorm, Bruce.” Tony tells his friend.

“This is going in my car.” Clint smiled.

“Well what is it?” Wanda questioned.

“It’s a picture of her.” he laughed, turning the picture frame around and showing it to everyone.

“It’s a great gift, right?” you smile.

They all nod. Next, Bucky distributed his gifts to Peggy, Wanda and Natasha. The three opened their gifts while Bucky smiled, waiting for a reaction. Natasha was first.

“Aww Buck. You got me a necklace with the first letter of my name. Thank you.” she smiled.

“Oh uh, right! I totally got you that necklace because it had your initial on it and not because it was the last necklace with a letter on it at the store.” Bucky nods and the red head glares at him.

“You just had to ruin the moment. didn’t you?”

Bucky chuckled.

Wanda and Peggy thanked him and soon enough, everyone had opened up their gifts. Peggy screamed when she opened the gift from you, Nat and Steve cried, Wanda – just like Peggy – screamed and Bruce thanked you for the shirt.

Clint laughed when he opened Bucky’s gift as did Sam upon getting the ‘manly’ shampoo and conditioner. Tony got all giddy when he received a telescope, Bruce chuckled when he got the book about planets and Steve thanked his friend for the socks.

Now all that was left was you and Bucky. You beat him to it, quickly crawling over to his gift and handing it to him. “It’s not much but…” you trail off.

He smiled at you before ripping the wrapping paper, revealing a book. But not just any book. A handmade photobook. Bucky chuckled, flipping through the pages. The pictures date back all the way to the first time you two met. There were group photos, some at the parties you attended in high school, some where you were just lounging around at your house. He flipped the page to see a picture of himself vomiting and right below it was a picture of Tony vomiting because he saw Bucky vomit.

Bucky laughed. He remembered that night. It was the last week of school senior year and you all went to some party where he got hammered. He remembered telling you he didn’t feel well and instead of helping him to the bathroom you took out your phone and started taking pictures. It was a crazy night.
After a few pages of group pictures, he flipped the page and it was the first picture the two of you ever took. He had a flower crown on that you had made him and you were smiling at the camera while he was looking at you, smiling.
The next pictures were of you two at homecoming and prom. He remembers how beautiful he thought you were when he went to your house to pick you up. Bucky looks up at you and smiles, his eyes glossing over with tears.

“Thank you, Y/N.” he pulls you to him in a hug. “This is the best gift ever. I love it so much.”

“Hey! What about my gift!” Sam exclaimed.

Bucky wipes his eyes before turning to his friend. “You got me a bottle of Fireball.”

“Yeah and that’s the best gift ever.”

“Whatever.” he rolled his eyes before standing up. “It’s my turn now. I’ll be right back, I left it in the car.”

He left and came back within seconds. Bucky kept the gift behind his back as he made his way over to you. “Get up.”

You don’t say anything and stand up. He looks at you for a few seconds before handing you a bag. “Merry Christmas, Y/N.”

You look at the bag, the word ‘Pandora’ displayed on it and your eyes widen. “James… This isn’t – no.”

He smiles. “Open it.”

You reach into the bag and pull out a box. You give Bucky one final look before opening the box, revealing a charm bracelet. “Bucky…”

He takes the charm bracelet and puts it on you. “This is why I got everyone something cheap,” he then turns to his friends. “Sorry.”

They all brush it off, watching the scene unfold in front of them.

“I used all of my money on this. The guys pitched in too.” he continued. “It was five hundred and fifteen dollars.”

You let out a sob as you stared at the bracelet dangling from your wrist. “Bucky… I – that’s so much money. You didn’t have to.”

“I wanted to.” he responds. “You’re worth more than just five hundred and fifteen dollars but that’s really all I could afford and I didn’t want the guys to have to pitch in even more money than they already had.”

“This is really beautiful. Thank you.” you cried before wrapping your arms around him.

“Anything for you.” he mumbled into your hair. The hugs lasts until you stop crying and the two of you pull away. Bucky grabs your hand and lifts it up and with his other hand, he points to a charm.

“This anchor represents stability. You keep me stable. This angel wings locket I got was because it was… a locket and if you open it,” he opens the locket. “there’s a picture of me.” he smiles at you before continuing. “This key right here represents trust. I know I can always trust you and the same goes for you. You can trust me no matter what. This is just your star sign. It’s really pretty, huh?” you nod. “This clover is for luck, this snowflake heart says ‘you keep me warm’ because you really do and last but certainly not least, this charm is the rose from Beauty and the Beast. I remember you saying you’ve always wanted a rose like the one from Beauty and the Beast so… here you go.”

After explaining all the charms, Bucky slips his hands in his pockets. “I know there’s not many charms on it but as the years pass we can add on to it.”

“This is amazing Bucky. Thank you. I love it so much.” you smile before turning to the guys who were watching the two of you. “And thank you guys for helping.”

They all smile and Clint tells you it wasn’t a big deal. You turn back to Bucky and frown. “Now I feel like my gift was pathetic. You got me this nice charm bracelet and all I got you was a lousy photobook.”

“Hey,” Bucky placed his hand on your arm. “I love that photobook. You made it yourself.”

You break out into a smile, staring into his beautiful blue eyes. You couldn’t believe he had spent so much money on you. It was insane to even think about. He didn’t have to spend all that money, you would’ve been fine with anything really. Looking down at the charm bracelet, you wanted to cry again. It was so beautiful and each charm held meaning. Bucky picked out each charm for a reason.

You look up at Bucky again. “Merry Christmas, James.”

“Merry Christmas, Y/N.” he smiled.

You hadn’t realized how close the two of you were. Both of you were so lost in the moment, staring into each others eyes, you hadn’t noticed that you two were leaning in. Bucky’s eyes would flicker down to your lips while he licked his own. Your nose touched his and he turned his head a bit. Your lips nearly touched and they would have-

If only his phone hadn’t started ringing.

Bucky closes his eyes and sighs before backing away and taking his phone out from his pocket. “It’s Kristen.”

He answers it and put the phone up to his ear. Once you hear ‘hey baby’ come out of his mouth, you inhale sharply as your eyes started to fill with tears.

You watch Bucky excuse himself to the kitchen to have more privacy and once he’s gone, you book it upstairs to the bathroom.


A/N: here you goooooo. I hope you liked this part, tell me what ya think! And as always, I’ll edit when I wake up :)

Tags:

@your-puddin@heismyhunter @buchananbarnestrash @live-in-the-now10 @jcb2k16 @plumqueenbucky @thefandomplace @chocolatereignz @blueberry-pens @professionally-crazed @idk-something-amazing-i-guess @almondbuttercup @janetgenea @flowercrownsandmetallicarms @rvb-and-marvel-shit @rosyskies @winterboobaer @thyotakukimkim @hattnco @millaraysuyai @themercurialmadhatter @miss-jessi29 @snakesgoethe @helloitsgrc @welcometothecasmofsar @aboxinthestars @feelthemusicfuckwhatheyresaying @fandomaniacxx @hatterripper31 @coffeeismylife28 @bunchofandoms @bobabucky @under-dah-sea @amrita31199 @sebstanthemanxo @mrs-brxghtside @marvelrevival @amistillmyself @buckyandsebsinbin @ballerinafairyprincess @spnhybrid @marvel-fanfiction @queen–valeskaxx @bucky-with-the-metal-arm @sophs-the-name @fstobsessed @rebekastan98 @gingerbatchwife @hellstempermentalangel @wunnywho @lenia1d @annieluc @theassetseyeliner @yikesbuckster @iamwarrenspeace @goldenrain2 @supernatural-girl97 @satanssmuts @jayankles @fuckmesebby @lilasiannerd @liffydaze @cassandras-musings @broken-pieces @4theluvofall @minervaem @tatortot2701 @kalenajdgaf-blog @rda1989 @avc212 @nylalushlifexx @alwayshave-faith @casdoesntunderstandthatreference  @alternativelycliche @alicubi-in-astra @torchwoodoctor @i-had-a-life-once @steggy4ever @damnbuckyishot @feelmyroarrrr @skeletoresinthebasement @clinicalkayla @learisa @distinguishedqueenofbooks @mizzzpink @three-emptywords @zofty15 @sofiadiaz04 @bvckys-doll @marvelous-fvcks @whyisbuckyso @buckysvoicee @theimpalasdoctorin221b @greeneyedgirls4 @sapphire1727 @blackcoffeeandgreenteaforme @hollycornish @panda-reads-stuff @emilyinwonderland3

Sons of Lawrence #16

Summary:  Sons of Anarchy meets Supernatural. In this AU, the Winchesters run the most notorious biker gang in Lawrence. They traffic illegal drugs, weapons, and anything else that makes them money and keeps them on top.
Characters in this chapter: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Crowley, Jo Harvelle, Mary Winchester,Balthazar, Michael, Gabriel
Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female Reader

Word Count: 2,104
Warnings: Language, casual drug use, angst, someone gets stabbed.
Author’s Note: This series isn’t going to be light and fluffy. It will include explicit language, explicit sexual content, casual use of illegal drugs, explicit canon typical violence.
Miss the beginning?

Originally posted by sensitivehandsomeactionman

With the tension thick in the air, everyone took their seats at the table quickly. Dean sat in John’s chair and started the meeting in the same manner as his father; skull ring tapping on the table.

There was no point in beating around the bush. “Dad’s been put into a medically-induced coma,” Dean admitted, his voice weary from keeping his emotions under control. There were murmurs of confusion, so you elaborated further.

“With the bullet’s location, placing him in the coma was the only choice they had. It sounds like a death sentence, but believe me when I say that it’s John’s only chance of survival,” you added quickly, hoping to keep the gang from getting riled up.

Several men turned and glared at you darkly. “Where were you when he got shot?” demanded Balthazar, his accented-voice dangerously low.

Keep reading

me explaining my thomas-is-alive theories:

Take My Hand

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Past Abuse (only mentioned no graphic detail)

A/N: So I wasn’t sure if you wanted smut or fluff but given the past abuse, I opted to make it fluff. It is kind of long. Hope you enjoy it!


Keep reading

Originally, I was just gonna note how strange it is that–

–the doorframe shrinks to roughly half its original size–

–in the closeup, but now, I just noticed the footprints don’t actually go into the building the bad guy supposedly entered… so I’m confused and thinkin’ he might actually be a ghost after all.

The continuity, it’s messing with my brain! I can’t even structure sentences well anymore!

anonymous asked:

I'm a rangers fan so I don't like the bruins out of spite™ but I've seen a lot of stuff about how they're actually really good guys off the ice. I don't like how dirty they can be on the ice but I get that it's a part of the game so I was wondering if there's anything you can share about why you like them I guess :)

They’ve explicitly supported Both of their Pro womens teams and have donated money to support the womens games. Individual players and the organization itself.

The players and the organization have also been one of the most outspoken supporters of the LGBT community, making a big deal about supporting gay rights and transgender rights (they released a video of patrice bergeron talking about how the team supports trans people). 

Zdeno Chara has literally raised all these children from birth to be respectable and compassionate adults.

They’re fun, they’re not concerned with elitism and being “classy” in the old school hockey sense, they’re here to entertain but know when to draw the line. for instance Brad Marchand is always compared to Andrew Shaw. Andrew Shaw called someone a f*ggot on live tv. Brad Marchand has explicitly stated no one is allowed to use that word and has gone out of his way to hold people accountable for it. 

also they have a tv show called behind the b and they don’t take themselves seriously at all and they call their coach dad??? they literally at one point made a line so that every guy who entered the dressing room was told they were missed after the bye week??? both jarome Iginla and jaromir jagr who have been around for a long tiem have said that there isn’t a room closer and with a more positive energy than the boston bruins team??? zdeno chara doesn’t like rookie culture because he thinks it ostracizes the young guys and he wants them to feel apart of the team??? chara also has learned 7 languages so that no guy can come to the bruins and have no one to talk to??? they’ve never really had a super star they just all work so hard ??? claude julien (who isn’t their coach anymore) refused to say anything bad about them when they were knocked out of the playoffs becuase he loved them so much??? and on fathers day he said he couldn’t be more happy because the 20+ guys in the room were the best sons he could ask for?? and bruce cassidy their new coach goes around hugging players who had bad games to make them feel better???

There’s just this huge atmosphere of positivity and love and accountability and support not just for each other but for their fans as well. They hold themselves to a certain standard and to get there they do it with good vibes and love, but they also don’t let people get away with bullshit. 

like 100% you shouldn’t like them on the ice cause rivalries make sports fun and i love habs fans and i live in toronto and I got booed going to school in my krejci jersey but when i flipped the guy off he laughed and smiled at me and i smiled back and !!! that was nice and good !!!!

I wrote a longe rmore comprehensive post about this but I can’t find it.