first post here in ages but oh well i hope no one forgot me

Making Bruce Wayne blush

I felt inspired today, and so here’s for my second post on Tumblr…Some Bruce Wayne loving. Hope you’ll enjoy. 

WARNING : Mention of sex. 

(My masterlist blog here : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com)

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Tonight, at yet another boring charity gala, you decided that your favorite game was DEFINITELY “Make Bruce Wayne blush”.
It wasn’t an easy game, and sometimes, when he was broodier than usual, it was like playing on “hard mode”…but it was so worth it when you succeeded.

Part one of your plan, was always to make him jealous. He was more receptive to your teasing when jealous. His mind was always somewhat slower when jealous, focused on the fact that it wasn’t him flirting with you, but some asshole he suddenly didn’t like at all. 


You rarely had the occasion to make him jealous though, as he rarely let go of you during one of those charity soirée. He knew you were uncomfortable at those, and he knew you found his arm around your waist comforting. Besides, he loved to show you off to anyone he’d talk to that night. And you absolutely loved that he liked it, it made you feel good about yourself, that billionaire ex-playboy Bruce Wayne was proud to date you. You were rarely alone…but sometimes, a particular guest would take up all his attention, and you’d slip away to the bar to get something to drink, and escape the boring conversation about trade and such. 


Tonight was one of those occasions, and to hell if you weren’t going to take advantage of it. 

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An explanation + compilation post of Jin’s (bad) dad jokes

So I don’t know if this is done already, but we all know that Jin loves to make everyone laugh with his good or bad old dad jokes. To appreciate his effort, I decided to make a compilation of the jokes I personally think are, well yeah, ‘funny’. Since most of these jokes are in Korean, they sound actually funnier in Korean than when they are translated to English, which is why I also provided a short explanation so that non-Korean speakers will understand and maybe even appreciate ;) Jin’s dad jokes as well! :) So let’s get started!

(I am not a native speaker of Korean, as I am only learning it as a second language! Therefore, if there are some mistakes in this post, please don’t bash me, and correct me nicely okay ;-;)

Joke 1:

Q: What did the dog say to the wall?

A: Wolwol.

This joke is so bad but okay ;-; Non-Korean speakers might not be able to understand this joke at first. But it’s actually a very easy joke to understand. Wolwol (월월) is the sound a dog makes in Korean, and the word sounds exactly like wall. i srsly wanted to hit seokjin it’s such a bad joke omfg

Joke 2:

Q: What’s it called when God gives birth to a child?

A: A newborn child (= in Korean: 갓난아이)

To understand this joke immediately, you actually need to have some knowledge of Korean. This because the answer is a Korean wordplay. I’ll try to explain this as clear as I can. 

The word 갓난아이 literally means ‘a newborn child’. 갓난 (’gatnan’) means ‘new born/just born’, and 아이 means child. See? The 갓 (’gat’) in 갓난 (new born) sounds like the word God in english, doesn’t it? ^^ It’s a typical Korean wordplay and this joke is actually one of my favorites lmao. 

EDIT: I forgot to mention that 갓난아이 can also be translated to ‘the child that came from God.’ Here, 갓 means God, and 난 comes from 나다 (pronunciation = ‘nada’), which literally means ‘to come out of’. Another reason why this joke is a Korean wordplay (and is actually much funnier than people would think in the first place, hehe) 

Joke 3: 

Q: How does a cow laugh?

A: U-haha (= in Korean: 우하하)

THIS ONE IS DEF ONE OF MY FAVS EVER LMAAAOO. 

Anways *cough cough*, some of you might have seen the English translation of the answer as ‘muhaha’, which would make more sense in English ofcourse, but not in Korean. It’s a simple joke, really. The answer in Korean is 우하하. It consists of 우 (pronunciation = u), which means cow, and 하하, which is just haha. i rlly laughed too hard at this joke yoongi would be furious at me

Joke 4:

Q: What’s the color of a hamburger?

A: Burgundy

Hamburger in Korean = 헴버거 

Burgundy in Korean = 버건디 

These two words just have a similar pronunciation lmao, especially in Korean. You actually have to hear it to understand it better. Watch THIS video to hear Jin saying it himself and to see Jimin laughing like crazy lmao.

Joke 5:

Q: What’s dead sesame called?

A: Freckles (= in Korean: 주근깨)

Another Korean wordplay, lol. To explain it shortly, the Korean translation of ‘dead sesame’ is 죽은 (= English: dead) 참깨(= English: sesame). If you shorten 죽은 참깨 (pronunciation = ‘chugeun chamkkae’), you will get 죽은깨 (pronunciation = ‘chugeunkkae’), which sounds exactly the same as the Korean word for ‘freckle’, which is 주근깨 (also prunounced as chugeunkkae).

Joke 6:

Q: What time is it in India? (= in Korean: 인도에 몇 시야?)

A: Indonesia (= in Korean: 인도네시아)

This one is so LAME but actually so funny ohmygod. I put the Hangul of Indonesia above, which is 인도네시아. The Korean translation of India is ‘인도’ (pronunciation = ‘indo’). In Korean, the 네시아 (pronunciation = nesia) in Indonesia sounds exactly the same as 네시야, which literally means: it’s 4 o’clock. So in Korean, Indonesia could also literally mean: ‘It’s 4 o’clock in India’, hence why the answer to this question is Indonesia.

To put it in a short and simple way:

인도네시아 = Indonesia

인도 네시야 (Which has a very similar pronunciation to 인도네시아, Indonesia) = It’s 4 o’clock in India. 

Sooooo…. that was it basically! Ofcourse, Jin has probably made much more dad jokes, but these are the ones which were funny to me lmao. I hope you guys understand his dad jokes better now, and if you have a question about it, don’t hesitate to ask me! ;)

Joke 7:

Q: When a pine tree gets angry?

A: Toothbrush (칫솔; pronounce as ‘chitsol’)

칫솔 is a shortened slang for ‘angry pine tree’ (솔 - pronounce as; ‘sol’ - in this case stands for pine tree), while it also means toothbrush. 

Joke 8:

Q: What noise does the rubbish make while eating food?

A: 오물오물 (pronounce as; oh-mul oh-mul) 

오물오물 is the Korean sound for munching on your food. It could also be translated to ‘munch munch’. The joke here is, that the Korean word for rubbish is actually 오물. It’s actually really funny once you hear Jin saying it here! :)


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Saphael Fanfic Rec!

Here are the works I’ve been saving throughout last year since the show first aired and up until this point. Amazing works that show this wonderful pairing and each characterization. All the love to the authors! 

As usual, I couldn’t find some authors’ user names. So, if someone knows the user and tag them, that would be very appreciated

87. Careful is my middle name by tveckling

“And where exactly do you think you’re going?”

Raphael’s voice came from behind him. Simon hoped his twitching hadn’t been too noticeable and turned around with a bright smile that he hoped wasn’t too fake. “Just going out.”

A Holiday Encounter by @demiromanticmickey

Admittedly, Simon volunteered to help Raphael to try to talk to him, get to know him better. Unfortunately, that wasn’t working out so well. It turned out that managing a food drive was a lot harder than Simon had anticipated. And whenever he did try to engage Raphael, he was met with short one word responses before ordering Simon with another task.

A Word Between Two Friends by ofEmeraldStars

“You love him.” It wasn’t a question and Magnus’ voice almost sounded awed by what he said, what he realized, when he looked at his friend at his side whose head snapped to look at him, no longer watching his fledgling.

Answer me (please) by all_their_intricacies

To Simon <3 (3:02 AM): i love you  

To Simon <3 (3:03 AM): so fucking much

Appreciation of art by @fangtasticsaphael

He managed to sit on the bench for at least ten minutes before his phone was in his hand and he started browsing Twitter for anything entertaining before updating his account with a Clary abandoned me in the art museum once again message with a sad emoji before he decided to take a silly selfie for Instagram to kill some more time. Just when he took the photo and the camera sound went off - of course, he forgot to mute his damn phone when he went into the museum, fuck - a shadow fell on his form.

Baby, I’m not made of stone by izzyasavestheday (stilessexual)

“Did I ever tell you that we feel everything? The clan, I mean. If I focus enough, I can tell you who’s sad and who’s angry and who hasn’t been sleeping properly. I can tell you who’s been having nightmares. There are no secrets here.”

(Fix-it fic)

Baby’s First Steps by Luuna (you_know_them_trees)

Simon wasn’t flustered, he really wasn’t. And Raphael checking up on him all the time wasn’t a big deal. It wasn’t like he had a crush or something.

It might have been true… if only Raphael stopped calling him baby.

Before I ever met you by izzyasavestheday (stilessexual)

“You know that moment,” he said “when you wake up and turn over to put your arms around someone –someone you love, someone who means everything to you.”
Magnus’ expressive eyes were soft, soft, soft. “Oh, Simon.”
“I feel so alone,” Simon whispered. “Not in the post-Clary sort of way, either. In the way that I’m supposed to wake up to someone and they’re not there.”
“I’m missing something,” Simon went on, voice cracking. “I’m missing someone but no matter how hard I try I just can’t fucking remember.”

Bitter Sweet by @abluelightinthedark 

“I… I’m sorry. You just looked like the typ of person who drinks their coffee black.“ Simon stutters and rubs his neck, trying to hide the shaking of his hands. “What do you want then?“

The guy actually smirks at him and lets his eyes wander over Simon for a moment, before he answers.

“What I want from you would be really inappropriate to say out loud in here…“ he trails of for a moment, letting the words sink in and then smirks even wider when Simon flushes bright red in the matter of seconds.
“But for the coffee, I would like a caramel macchiato.“

Or

The one where everybody thinks that Simon has a sweet tooth and Raphael loves the bitter stuff, but it’s actually vise versa.

Bleed out in my veins by @eversall

How do you stop loving someone? How do you separate your world from theirs, when you’ve been on a collision course since you were six and sharing crayons, your smiles so intertwined that death doesn’t separate you? How do you say goodbye?
You don’t, Simon thinks dizzily, dropping to his knees in front of Raphael. You say hello to someone else.

Breathing Is A Side Effect Of Being Alive by booksandanime

When you’re alive, your heart beats, your breath catches and comes in gasps, you age and fall in love and die.

When you’re undead, your heart pantomimes beating, you gasp for air that isn’t needed, you never age, you fall in love, you stay together if you decide to.

This is a story of how Simon Lewis let go of normalcy and thoughts of being a monster in favor of falling in love with Raphael Santiago. (It’s not a bad trade, really.)

Brooklyn, brooklyn, take me in by psyches

Honestly, no matter which way you put it, telling anyone you live in a hotel is pretty fucking weird, and it’s not like Raphael has the excuse of a twin brother or a singer mother who works there or the wacky hijinks that ensue.

Or: a brief look at Raphael in a world where Shadowhunters no longer need to exist.

Call me, maybe? by @fangtasticsaphael 

“You’re not planning on giving him a plain black shirt for a few hundred bucks, right?” Raphael asked when his best friend was about to enter one of the fancier clothing stores the mall had to offer and the other raised an eyebrow at him.

“I’m not planning on buying him a black shirt at all.”

“All he ever wears is black. The most colourful your boy gets is wearing grey,” he commented dryly and his lips curled into a smirk when Magnus huffed, unable to disagree because Alec really didn’t wear any other colours. If black and grey could even be considered a colour.

“Well, that’s why I brought you because you always wear clothes as dark as your soul and might actually be helpful in this case,” Magnus replied sweetly and glanced at the store before looking back at his shorter friend questioningly.

Candy Kisses by @abluelightinthedark

Three times Raphael doesn’t enjoy Simon’s kisses + the one time he craves more

Coffee & Spanish by ofEmeraldStars

Simon’s eyes land on his good looking guy at the table next to him and when he and his table partner start talking in Spanish Simon find this as the perfect opportunity to test out his Spanish knowledge.

Cookin’ up love by @moonlightmaia

“Simon! Dios mío, what the hell?”
Simon dropped the fire extinguisher, a sheepish look on his face. The stove behind him covered in smoke and fire extinguisher gas. “Uh, I was just, uh, trying to make dinner?”
Sure, Simon wasn’t a great cook, but he certainly wouldn’t consider himself a horrible cook, Raphael’s kitchen was just… very different from what Simon was used to using. Raphael was a professional and so was his kitchen.

Devotion’s desire. by @saphaeldaily

a character study of raphael santiago and how nothing goes the way he wants.

side of simon/raphael.

Disasters that lead to pretty boys (are worth it) by gayinsight

“My friend is out of town and I’m supposed to be taking care of her pet fish but it died and you work at the pet store help me find one that looks the same so she won’t notice!”

Don’t just leave it all up to chance by @accordingtomel

“Shut up, Jace,” Izzy commands, glaring at him before turning her attention back to Simon. “Okay, so you know how Clary and I are in charge of the Senior Prom Fundraiser?”

“Oh yeah, sure?”

“And you know how we told you we had everything totally covered?” Clary adds.

Simon glances over at Jace in confusion, but Jace just shrugs.

“Well, we kind of need some help now,” Izzy says.

“What kind of help?” Simon asks slowly.

Magnus snorts like he can’t help himself, which means that he must know what’s going on too.

Silence falls over the table for a moment too long before Clary finally comes out with it. “We need you to take a shift at the kissing booth.”

***

Simon gets roped into working at a kissing booth. The consequences, however, are much better than he could’ve ever expected.

Fight Me On That by @themadtilde

“Well, someone must tell you the straight fact that Gandfalf beats that old wimp Dumbledore so hard that Dumbledore wouldn’t even have a chance if they were to duel.”

Simon’s anger, that slowly had stopped boiling, quickly flamed up again.

“Oh yeah?” he hissed heatedly, slamming his cup down on the table and standing up to be eye-to-eye with Raphael. “Well, fight me on that!”

And then, before Simon could really comprehend what he just had said, he was lying on the floor with Raphael hovering over him, and he felt a throbbing pain in his skull.

(inspired by the tumblr post one day im gonna say “fight me!” and someone’s just gonna fuckin deck me

Fire and Gasoline by @degrassi-fanatic

“Those two are like fire and gasoline.”

That’s what everyone said about them.Raphael Santiago was a fire and, Simon Lewis was the gasoline that only further fueled the other.
—-
“I’m in love with you.” he came out as barely a whisper.If Simon didn’t have vampire enhanced hearing, he might’ve not heard that.

Forever isn’t too long, when i’m right where i belong by moriartyscupoftea

Raphael sat on the living room chair, the cup of tea Magnus had practically forced on him balanced on his knee, while Magnus himself was slouched on the sofa, laughing. “You,” he wheezed in between hysterical fits of giggles, “are going to propose? ToSimon?” Raphael pursed his lips, praying for strength from anyone.

Gazing into your eyes, I know I’m home by ofEmeraldStars

Simon didn’t expect for Raphael to corner him in the abandoned building, but yet there he was pinning him on the spot with his intense gaze.

How to make your local clan leader blush by scalira

Simon realizes vampires are capable of blushing after he sees Raphael getting flustered, and after that it becomes his mission to get Raphael to blush again.

I dont understand Quidditch (or Love) by @slytherinsimon

Simon Lewis is a Hufflepuff that seriously needs to pay more attention around him. Especially the part where he thinks that his best friend, Hufflepuff seeker Clary Fairchild is secretly dating his Slytherin chaser crush, Raphael Santiago.

I Hope So Too by @bathildahotshot

Simon’s not in love with Raphael.

I know what you are (say it) bisexual by thankyouforexisting

Simon tells himself,

It’s not gay, it’s not gay, I’m totally not checking him out, he just had that stain on his right trouser leg….

Raphael is, apparently, a rich as fuck vampire, because the suit shop they go in is fancy as hell. They park in the basement, because, uh, sunlight, and even though dusk has fallen it’s better to be safe than sorry (sorry meaning dead). Raphael keeps smirking, which does nothing to help Simon’s inner mantra that consists of

I’m straight, I’m straight holy fuck is he licking his lip- I’m straight..

“This,” the vampire announces as they walk into the shop, smiling faintly, looking, almost for the first time since Simon’s met him, as if he’s relaxed, “is the greatest place in the world, Simon Lewis.”

He looks at him then, grinning, eyes dark, shining, looking more polished than ever but somehow oddly vulnerable, and Simon’s breath hitches, his insides turning to goo.

His mantra becomes

Let me not jump him, or, at least, not in public..

I Watch It All From A Far (heaven help me) by @geckette

Clary took a sip from her coffee before putting it back down, her face slipping from confused to serious. “Simon. Are you serious? You didn’t know?”

Simon sputtered, his fancy pastry that cost him a pretty penny of 5.78$ flying everywhere from his mouth. Of course, the one time he decides to spend money it gets wasted. “Clary. Oh my god. Clary, I’m dating Raphael.“

Based Off This Prompt:
Saphael, College roommates AU who find that they have been totally boyfriends for months and hadn´t even realized. Brownie points for cuddling!

If i ever had your number, i think i would use it by @eversall

“Er.” Simon says, but that seems to be enough.
“Simon?” Raphael asks.
“The one and only.” He says weakly, making jazz hands even though he knows Raphael can’t see them. “Heyyy, Raphael.”
“You – why is your number in the Pandemonium bathroom?”
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It starts because Jace and Simon get drunk together one night without Clary, and since Clary serves as about eighty-five percent of their impulse control they’re hammered within two hours and ready to implement all of their Very Bad Ideas, the ones that are horrifying enough to make Alec grind his teeth and potentially slap them upside the head.

If you wanna find love then you know where the city is by @eversall

Simon comes back to them immediately. He’s pounding on the door the next night, and Raphael stiffens as he smells the scent of the fledgling.
“I’ll go get him.” Lily says, and runs off, her face harsh with anger. She appears a second later, hauling the boy by his collar. His face is ashen with fear – Simon is no good at hiding his feelings. What was it he’s said before? He was born afraid? And his eyes are dark and beautiful, just like always, and Raphael wants to shake him until he understands what heartbreak feels like.
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Of course Simon comes back, and of course Raphael is still unbearably in love with him.

In all that’s left of you and me by igniteyourbones

how the saphael reunion really went down.

“You look awful.”

“Thank you, Raphael, really. This is truly the touching reunion I had imagined for us,” Simon says, ignoring the fact that he’d imagined several possibilities but all of them had ended in Raphael ripping him to pieces.

It Seemed Like A Good Idea At The Time by heartsdesire456

Simon ends up in the ER after a drunken dare and meets the potential love of his life.

It’s a small crime and I’ve got no excuse by mostlikelydefinentlymad

Raphael’s other half is sat across from a beautiful girl with auburn curls and a copy of Jane Eyre on the table.

He’s gesturing at a gray box and giving away a smile that once belonged to mid-afternoons spent tracing the contours of Simon’s body, laughter seeping into the halls of the hotel.

Kindred by White_Marker

Once, hidden in the dark and uncharacteristically intimate for both of them, Raphael had mimicked Simon’s movement in bed, inch by inch, like a game. Simon burst out laughing, pulling an outlandish face, and gripped Raphael’s chin. Raphael reached out and pinched his chin in return.

They lifted each other’s faces, moving it left and right, leaned in and pressed their foreheads together. They let go and traced a finger slowly from their collarbone to their belly button.

Like a challenge, they held each other’s eyes, all traces of humor gone.

For a little while, Simon and Raphael felt as if they were mirrors of some kind. Opposite, but the same.

Soon after, though Simon hadn’t made the connection, the first flicker of blue had appeared.

a.k.a.

 Soulmate AU where you slowly start seeing color. Let the angst begin!

Like a halo in reverse by @gilmarverdes

The feeling began to become home. More of a home than vampirism would ever be. He’d stand alone, attempt God, and feel the pain. This is how it is, this is what I deserve, this is what I have become. I am this now. I will always be this. I deserve to hurt—

Until the day that God finally left his lips and remained in his throat, no choking, no burning. Just Raphael and God, severed.

Simon, on the other hand…

"Raphael,” he whispers, “I’m so sorry. I thought—”

Raphael feels a twist in his stomach. It is a feeling that he hasn’t experienced in a very long time. He needs to lead the clan, he needs to give them justice, but he’s alone with Simon, most secure room in the Hotel DuMort like a past life, and all that he can feel is want, hunger, need. There is no room for justice in human want. It’s sick. Raphael is very, very sick; this is the only explanation for the humanness, the only explanation for the twists. 

“Do it again,” Raphael says, his entire being turning into a betrayal right against Simon’s body. “I need you.”

Livin’ just to find emotion by @joanthangroff

When Simon has to transfer to another school - the DuMort Academy -, the only thing that could save him from going mad would be to join the school’s Glee club. Of course, life is not as easy as it could be, and he is denied to join just yet. He somehow manages to persuade the club’s leader, Raphael, to prepare him so he can join in the next semester.

Mail for Ezekiel by @fangtasticsaphael

“Hey, buddy,” Simon greeted the animal and reached out, gently scratching behind the dog’s ear. Ezekiel tilted his head, playfully nudging the man’s lower arm and stared up at him in clear anticipation. He huffed out a soft laugh and reached into the pocket of his light jacket, presenting the dog with a thin postcard with the message “Mail for Ezekiel” with two hearts scrawled next to it and beneath it he had written “have a dog-tastic day”. Ezekiel seemed pleased as usual and ran off with his delivery while the off-duty-postman turned around to leave.

Master of pillow forts by @fangtasticsaphael 

“What do you think you’re doing, idiota?” Raphael asked wearily and frowned at the other’s surprised yelp, followed by a pained sound when Simon dropped the heavy book right on his sock-clad foot. He quickly picked the book up again before directing his wide-eyed gaze at the clan leader who stared back at him with the most unimpressed expression possible.

“You’re back already?”

“Obviously.” Raphael’s expression was a mix of disinterest and boredom but his gaze swept over the things strewn across the room in a silent order to answer his question instead of stating the obvious.

Never just that simple by @fangtasticsaphael 

“It’s not fake concern. I…I know I’ve been preoccupied with my own problems and that I didn’t…that I didn’t think much of the consequences or of…of the position you’re in,” Simon mumbled sheepishly, hands pushed into the pockets of his hoodie and head lowered while trying to keep up with Raphael’s quick steps. It was actually pretty difficult to stick close to the clan leader despite the vampire speed because Simon still wasn’t fully used to it and he could more quickly but not as smoothly and effortlessly looking as Raphael.

“The position you put me in,” Raphael bit out, correcting Simon’s statement with a bitterness that seemed to cut right through the slightly foggy air.

Not Actually Homophobic by @mymalecshinesbright

Raphael was extremely confused. Extremely. He didn’t understand this. He had never felt this before, and yet here he was, feeling it and he didn’t know where it was coming from. But it was here and now he had to deal with the fact that he was apparently homophobic because the sight of seeing his roommate kissing another boy made him want to vomit.

Not Like I Care by ChangeForTheBetter

Simon gets sexiled and seeks refuge in Raphael’s room.
(Again.)

But maybe Raphael doesn’t mind so much.

Of all of the faces, you were the one next to me by  mostlikelydefinentlymad

//if I love you // is that a fact // or a weapon

Of Sleep Deprivation And First Kisses (Or, How Tea Solves Problems) by PossiblyNobody

“You’re my roommate who’s super cute and it’s the middle of the night and you’re cramming for your exams in your flannel pajamas and disheveled hair and it’s becoming increasingly hard for me not to kiss you” AU.

Saphael Tumblr Prompt

On the List of Things (Read: People) Simon Thought He’d Never Do by @rainybookshop

Obviously Simon had missed the memo about his sexual orientation, but he can’t help thinking there might have been smarter ways to find out than by letting himself be seduced by someone who sort of scares the shit out of him.

One cup of coffee (is all it takes to fall in love) by @abluelightinthedark

Simon walks into the Starbucks in only a thin shirt, because he’s an idiot and forgot to take his jacket with him in the middle of november, and opens his mouth to greet his friends, but they are not there.
Instead there’s another dude standing behind the counter, his green apron doing nothing to hide his beautiful body and sadly neither his grumpy expression.

Paved paradise by @simonxraph

Not only has Raphael stolen his parking spot and infiltrated his friend group, now he knows that Simon thinks he’s attractive.

Please Daddy by TrickyVicky3

Simon wilts under the pressure, but needing to have the last word he replies sarcastically, “Sure thing Dad”.

Raphael’s eyes widen “What did you just call me?” Simon looks up at him, placing the now empty glass back on the table in front of him as he licks fresh blood off his lips, “Dad, y’know, Daddy, cos like you’re making me –“

Raphael waves his hands in front of Simon “Please stop” he looks around uncomfortably before speeding away.

Professor knows it all! by @shadowhunterships

I saw a prompt on tumblr : I usually talk to my friends through sign language in class but… apparently you know sign language too… and now you know I think your butt is cute.Simon secretly loves Professor Raphael’s butt and accidentally spills his secret to the professor himself!

Rhododendrons by @gilmarverdes

Part of him was hoping that he would never have to see Simon again; you rip the bandage off fast so it’s less painful, you stitch up the wound quick so it’s less painful, you let it heal slowly. These things take time.

But - who was he kidding, he’s going to be entwined with Simon until the end of time, it seems. Quite literally.

Set me free by @fangtasticsaphael

His dark hair stuck against his forehead in wet, messy curls and every annoyed huff showed in form of a little white cloud leaving his lips and disappearing into the sky. He was a supernatural being but it was obviously too much to ask for some kind of immunity against the temperatures. Sure, he had to appear human but that didn’t mean he basically had to be human.

“Just find the target, make the guy fall in love with the girl and the freezing is over,” Raphael mumbled to himself through chattering teeth and pushed his hands deeper into the pockets of his hoody. At least he couldn’t get sick but this didn’t make the weather any more comfortable. His whole body seemed to be slowed down and stinging from the cold, icy wind pulling at the material of his jeans and the hoody he wore over his t-shirt, his boots kicking up snow with every step.

Shattered hearts by @fangtasticsaphael

“You can’t say it back. Why haven’t you said so earlier? All the other times I said it? I thought you just weren’t ready yet but if you already know you can't love me, why not say it outright instead of leading me on?!” Raphael tried to hide the pain and anger swirling in his chest, masking his emotions with a cold mask.

Magnus had warned him, told him it was a bad choice to start something with Simon because the guy had almost managed to two-time and even if he had been 16 at the time, he still seemed so very undecided when it came to his love life. He clearly couldn’t make up his mind about what he wanted, not back then and not now. Raphael had known it was a risk and he had to fight down the urge to place the blame on himself - to revert back to the thinking that maybe him being asexual and aromantic was the reason why Simon couldn’t commit to this.

The one person he developed romantic feelings for, the one person he actually fell in love with, and here they were, apparently about to break up on Valentine’s Day. It felt like a big, cosmic joke and Raphael suddenly felt so damn tired.

Shelter by @fangtasticsaphael

“I know you’re about to close but maybe I could get a coffee?” Simon asked and his voice almost broke on a few words. He squinted a little because of the beads of water on his glasses that probably blurred his sight but Raphael could see that his dark eyes were mostly unfocused behind the smudged spectacles.

“You look like you rather need some tea and a bed,” he commented dryly and rounded the counter to walk up to the door, flip the sign and then the lock as well. Raphael didn’t care that they were supposed to be open for 20 more minutes. Nobody came in at this hour anyway and Simon’s current state was a more pressing matter anyway.

“So, that’s a no? You do realise I can’t leave when you lock the door, though, right?”

Simon was fidgeting and raised his arm to hide a cough in the crook of his elbow, the sound muffled by the wet material of the hoodie he was wearing - not exactly the right choice of clothing for October if you asked Raphael.

Sign of the times by @joanthangroff

When Raphael is hit by a mysterious spell, Simon has to teach him how to be human.

Simon la Exploradora by RaphaelSantiago

Five Spanish words Simon learnt from watching Dora the Explorer, and the times he said them to Raphael.

Strange crossings. by @sadlyamundane

The universe works in strange ways, maybe that’s why Magnus cancelled dinner with Raphael, maybe that’s why Simon’s blind date doesn’t go as planned.

What ever it was, this was definitely the universe crossing their paths.

Sweetheart by @fangtasticsaphael

“It’s Valentine’s Day, someone probably just wanted to lighten the mood,” Lily commented with a shrug and it might have been a slightly weird thing to do so with almost insulting messages on pastel coloured candy hearts but most clan members did think they were funny and a few had actually started a competition about who could find the most hearts - and the ones with the best messages.

“There’s one with lol no balanced on top of the picture frame in the main hall. I have no idea how they even got it up there,” Elliott informed them while strolling into the room and he stopped behind the couch, right next to Simon’s shoulder who tilted his head back and blinked up at the other vampire frowning at him.

“You have one stuck in your hood,” the other informed him and before Simon could react he had already snatched it up, eyebrows rising when his eyes read the message on the piece of candy.

Te Extraño (I Miss You) by andy_ros3

To Clary: I don’t think I can do this Clary. Is this even a good idea??
From Clary: Simon you have to do this. For yourself. Don’t worry, no matter what happens I’m here for you.
To Clary: You’re right, thanks Clary. Omg we just pulled up outside the club.
From Clary: Go inside and stop freaking out.
To Clary: I’m not freaking out
To Clary: I know your eyebrows are raised. Okay, yes, I’m freaking out. I miss him and I want him and I don’t know why he invited me here. It’s been 3months and 16 days Clary. Why now? Why would he wait so long to contact me for whatever reason? Why was I such an idiot? Oh god what if it’s just to return something I left at his or what if he tells me he’s met someone new and he’s moved on.
From Clary: Simon stop. Stop overthinking this and go inside.
Simon is about to text back to delay entering PanDEMONium but Clary beats him to it. She knows him too well.
From Clary: You’re going to be fine, just go.
Simon enters PanDEMONium expecting it to be the usual vibrant, enthralled and booming place but it’s empty apart from a grand black piano where Raphael sits playing a few notes. Simon knows he does that when he’s nervous.

Tendons too torn to beg (for you to let me back in) by @gilmarverdes

What hurts the most, the thing that makes him really ache, is how familiar he is with Simon. He knows the way that Simon smells; sickly, because every fledgling smells sickly, but with Simon it’s all different. Simon smells like – life, like something sick coming back to life. Like hope crawling out of its grave.

He knows the way that Simon sounds; the unnecessary breaths, the way that his voice mumbles when he talks because he still hasn’t gotten used to his fangs, the wrong thing in his mouth, and the way that he taps his fingers, the exact sound that he makes when he wakes up in the morning. A yawn like a wolf’s howl.

But worst of all, he knows the way that Simon feels.

The Game of Life by raphaelsontiago

“Why is school so damn expensive?” He grumbled, putting his money back in the bank.

“Maybe it’s because you have six cars full of kids, mi sol?” Raphael smirked and Simon wanted to throw the board across the room.

“It’s not my fault I got stuck with such a big family!” He protested. Raphael chuckled quietly and bit his lip.

“You know, a big family wouldn’t be all bad. Six cars of kids would be a bit of a hassle, but I think four or five kids would be nice.” Raphael’s gaze dropped to the floor and Simon nearly choked.

Raphael was asking to have a family with him.

or, the one where simon and raphael play life but they spend more time talking than playing the game

The Morning After by simonsantiago

Simon sits up and stares at Raphael’s back. “Are we…uh…dating now?”

“No,” Raphael says and Simon’s stomach sinks. “I don’t date people who don’t let me sleep.”

The Path To Self-Discovery by @killjoyrow

Simon is the kind of bright, happy guy who needs everyone to be frends with him. Raphael would prefer to have no friends and save himself the headache.

In theory, they’re far better off as distant colleagues - the contrast between them akin to day and night.

In reality, despite claiming to hate each other, the two couldn’t be more perfect. It might just take them a little while to realise it.

The Punishment Fits The Crime by  Hailhydration

When daylighter Raphael Santiago is forced to kill a rogue Warlock, the warlock’s deranged lover curses him to never have a happy ending. Whoever falls in love with the vampire is destined to die if they touch him. To Raphael, who has long viewed himself as unlovable, this seemed like nothing. Of course, he didn’t count on the persistent idiot known as Simon Lewis.

The Thing Is by foggynelson

The thing is: Raphael doesn’t want to love Simon. The thing is: he does anyway.

There is in it, the idea of the fall by scalira

“Angels touched by man cannot stay divine, Raphael. I thought I was very clear on that matter.”

And Raphael knows. He knows. But when he thinks about letting Simon touch him, about his lips pressing down on his, about his fingers tracing his skin, Raphael does not feel doomed. He does not feel tainted.

He feels infinite. He feels bigger than himself.

He feels… he feels human.

This is not what I dreamt it would be by @flying-on-the-wind

Raphael Santiago had always known that his soulmate would not be anything like what his mother had dreamt for him. Simon Lewis, on the other hand, had always dreamt of a soulmate that was nothing like what he got. But are dreams all that important? When real life is a thing that happens, and that you get to actually live?

This is the second part of a series in which soulmates are found upon the touch of skin. Each part will have a different pairing at it’s centre, though all three are linked and together they form a fuller story.

Through Hell or High Water by @shadowcastershq

When Clary drags Simon to his local pool, he’s immediately smitten with the gorgeous but completely unapproachable lifeguard.

Till the sun comes up by @aleclwb

Simon takes a deep breath. “71.”

Clary gapes at him. “71?”

“Yes,” Simon snaps, “Yes, Clary, my number is 71. It’s right there,” he waves her wrist around, a little too aggressively, so it’s actually impossible to read. “The seven and the one. 71. My soulmate’s going to be 71 when we meet.”

Or, everyone has a number on their wrist that indicates how old their soulmate will be when they meet. Simon is trying to deal with the fact that his is abnormally high. It turns out not to be such a bad thing, after all.

Turnabout is Fair Play by @accordingtomel

“Uh, Raph?”

Raphael glances over at Simon with raised brows, using a finger to hold the place in the book he’s reading and shifting his attention towards him.

“Is there a reason that Magnus is sending you pictures of him and Alec kissing?”

Simon turns the phone around to show Raphael said picture.

“I think the better question is why you’re reading my text messages in the first place,” Raphael says, and reaches his free hand out, gesturing for the phone.

***

In an attempt to annoy Raphael, Magnus starts sending increasingly adorable pictures of him and Alec kissing. However, it’s Simon who comes up with the perfect solution to get him back.

Until We Say “I Do” by heartsdesire456

When they had become engaged, it had been like a switch had flipped with their mothers. They were still very happy for them and they both were waiting with open arms to welcome the other into the family. No, the problem was not dislike.

The problem was that for some reason, the minute a ring came into the picture, both Raphael’s mother and Simon’s mother somehow immediately and independently became obsessed with their son’s future husband converting to their religion.

Upheaval by crystalclark94

Simon, well, he has the most unusual / off the beaten path twist of words etched across his ribs that he’s ever heard of. The font is an elegant black crawl with perfectly dainty pretty loops and swirls, and it says “Dios, I’m going to eat you if you don’t shut up!”

Variation on the word (sleep) by mostlikelydefinentlymad

“You can stare at me later you complete sap, come'ere.” Simon pats the bed, awaiting the slight dip of the mattress. Raphael remains where he is, adoring.

Simon grumbles into his pillow about romantic vampires and kicking Raphael out to sleep on the sofa if he doesn’t get his ass in bed.

Warmth & Light by foggynelson

“I’m cute, huh?”

“Oh shut up,” Simon says, lifting his heading up and looking at Raphael. “You’re absolutely gorgeous and you fucking know it.”

Wear my heart a little louder by @eversall

Raphael sucks in a sharp, unnecessary breath, eyes snapping up to meet Simon’s gaze, and he sounds, for the first time, the way Simon feels; like he’s coming apart at the seams with no hope of being pulled back together. Simon looks away, wants to backtrack and erase his temporary moment of weakness, because he’s not allowed to have that.
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It always comes back to this - Simon trying to run away but being rooted to the spot by everything that lies between them.

When “You mean nothing“ turns into “You mean everything“ by @abluelightinthedark

There are two ways someone can whisper into your ear with their lips against your neck.

For one, it can be sweet, gentle, soft, hot, pleasant. A warmth, the feeling of being loved, someone taking care of you, kisses, relationships, compliments.

And then there are the times it’s threatening. A knife against your throat, death so close in front of you, fear. You feel scared, uncomfortable, want to cry. Screaming, kicking, then staying still, shaking, hurting, hoping, praying.

Simon unfortunately had to experience both ways in his rather short period of living.

The thing is, it was the same person every time.

Where my heart and future lies by scalira

Raphael hasn’t been home for the holidays in years. Still being haunted by a tragedy that happened years ago, he isn’t planning on visiting this year either. Until he gets a very persuasive email from a very angry man named Simon Lewis.

Where There is Fire by CastingMoonlight

Raphael is patient when Simon spirals into despair.

Because Raphael knows, and now Simon knows, and Fairchild will never understand what she did to him in the name of love.

Words of the prophets are written on the subway walls by @joanthangroff

After a fight with his current roommate Raphael Santiago is left with moving in with his old friend Magnus Bane. Naturally, this means lots of headaches for him and weird people stepping into his life.

You were always gold to me by mostlikelydefinentlymad

They take away the good in Raphael and reduce him to teeth like talons, a heart of stone. They don’t even have to say the words when his name comes up - “He’s a monster.”

No, Simon wants to say. You’ve never witnessed him stripped bare, armor lying at his feet with a softness in his eyes that makes Simon want to turn away. But they were present when the high walls around his heart became a weapon. They heard the words “Kill them” and glossed over what wasn’t being said - ‘Of all the people, why did it have to be you? I wanted you to stay.’ Nor did they hear the full extent of Simon’s betrayal, how it cut straight into tendons where it bled the most - 'Is it too late to go back?’

They cannot see the gold in him.

You’re an asshole, Mr Santiago! by @fangtasticsaphael

He heard the sound again and it made his hair stand on end because the creaky wood noise sounded like someone walking very slowly, dragging their feet with every step and it was like right out of a horror movie. Simon suppressed the ridiculous urge to go knock on the door to his mother’s and sister’s room but he also felt like these sounds were far from normal and what if ghosts were real after all?! It was the middle of the night, he was still tired and his brain did not function properly - he was allowed to think stupid shit!

Simon couldn’t tell why it seemed like a good idea to snatch up his key and leave his room but that was exactly what he did. Not to investigate the creepy sounds, he knew how such things turned out and he didn’t have a death wish, but to get further away from the noises. The dimmed lights in the hallway made the old hotel look even eerier and a few steps away from his door he severely regretted the decision to leave his room. He turned around to head back, saw a dark silhouette at the other end of the hallway that definitely moved and…he bolted. No.fucking.way!

You’re in the right place by ghostfacers 

Simon Lewis is an average high school teacher just trying to make sure the future generation gets there. He never asked to get his room moved next to the one guy in the whole school who probably hates him the most. That’s all Luke’s fault.

You’re the one that I want by @sadlyamundane 

“Hypothetically” Simon said pushing his Spanish text book away, he leaned back in his hair and watched as Raphael chewed on the bottom of his pen in concentration.
“Hypothetically” Raphael repeated, propping his head up on his hand to show that he was listening.
“If I liked someone, but I don’t” Simon hastily said when Raphael quirked an eyebrow “but if I did and I wanted to know if that person likes me back, what do I do?”

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Blind As A Bat

You have had a long week trying to prepare for a presentation that was supposed to be the turning point in whether you could be promoted as your company’s director. Hell, you’ve been having a long week for the past three months trying to get this shit together. You’ve worked so hard for the company that when they offered you to do this job, you couldn’t say no.

Although Jay has been expressing his support for your career, you couldn’t help but feel guilty about not being able to spend time with him as much as you’d like. He was busy too with the new ventures he’d setup apart from his label. You were scared that work would eventually put a wedge between your relationship.

“I hate adulting,” you sighed as you and him were working through your breakfast on the kitchen counter.

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The Murder In My Backyard

by reddit user Pippinacious

I’ll be posting new, different stories on my personal blog, please be sure to follow @sixpenceeeblog

There was no love at first sight, no stomach fluttering feeling of “This is the one!”, just the realization that this was the best my budget could get me. My realtor, already frustrated with how many times I’d said no to other places, watched anxiously over my shoulder as I signed the papers, as if she was afraid I’d back out at the last minute, and just like that, I was the less-than-proud owner of a decades old house and all the issues that came with it.

Still, I told myself as I was handed the keys, it was better than continuing to live with my all too recent ex-husband.

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Dean/Cas: Bright Star

Professor!Cas AU inspired by this post. 1.7K.

“Dr. Novak?” Dean calls quietly as he opens the office door. It’d normally be rude to walk in like this but he figures it’s an exception with Castiel.

The room is darkened save for the sunlight streaming in through the wrap-around window, and from the desk pushed up against the wall comes a low, warm voice. “Good afternoon, Dean.”

God, that voice. Dean blushes a little, then stammers, “Hey, thank you again for, um- For letting me make this up.”

“You’re welcome,” Castiel replies, and oh, so that’s what people meant when they said a smile could light up a room.

Okay, so maybe Dean’s got a crush but honestly, who wouldn’t after meeting the guy? With the gravel-rough voice and five o’clock shadow and nerdy ties that are always on backwards. He’s somehow hot and endearing all at once and Dean is basically a walking cliché.

To be fair, there were times when Dean felt like they could’ve been more in a parallel universe - one where they’re classmates, or childhood friends, or total strangers who meet on the street. Dean would have been infatuated either way and had something realistic to pin his hopes on.

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Smut (without weird kinks)

Hahaha, hello there! Are you traumatized by our weird smut fics? Me too, buddy, me too. Seriously, Dean fucking his catboy Cas never leaves my mind. Anyway, this one is quite simple question since smut fics are veeeery common. I can’t be the only one who finds normal books weird nowadays. Seriously, a story without smut is like… Well, kid’s book. Everyone should read a few smut fics and they wouldn’t think that 50 Shades is something special. It’s not. It’ shitty. - Admin J

P.S. If you have no idea what we’re talking about, check the WTF did I just read tag in HERE.

P.P.S. If weird kinks are not allowed, let me share a gif that has nothing to do with anything.

Originally posted by sooper-dee-dooper-natural

Title: A Chip on my Shoulder and a Halo on my Head

Author: thepinupchemist

Rating: Explicit

Words: 6,461 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★ ★

Admin J’s notes: I’m not a huge fan of professor Cas (unlike Admin A) but this one has something sooooo cool in it. I love it! No weird kinks, if tattooed Cas doesn’t count.

Summary: Dean finally meets the professor that Sam has been talking up for the entire semester and can’t help but think the guy is a total dick. A sandwich, a plaid shirt, and one hell of a first date later, Dean has to admit…he was so, so very wrong.

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Title: Stairway to Heaven

Author: Ivy_Brooks

Rating: Explicit

Words: 4,944 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★ ★

Admin J’s notes: Did I cross the line with this one? Hope not. It’s not TOO kinky. I mean, no catboys, or pet angels, or Hitler. Seriously, if you have read our super kinky and weird posts, this is nothing compared to those.

You know, reading fics has made me a bit insane person. I mean, my friends tell me that their boyfriends want to do this and that and I’m like “ah, well that’s nothing. Let me tell you about—” and then all people disappear from the room and I’m like “I just got started”. Does that happen to anyone else?  

Summary: All Dean had to do was just go up the stairs. Simple enough… right?

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Title: Bone Deep

Author: Valinde (Valyria)

Rating: Explicit

Words: 6,418 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★ ★

Admin J’s notes: Okay, I’m back in business. Not too kinky. Once again, not a big fan of age difference either, but this one is sooo good. So good. It’s not just smut, it also has a plot, but smut comes first, so it should fit into your needs. Oops, that sounded kinky. OH. And a warning: I hope you don’t mind ABO too kinky, because ABO fic it is.

Summary: Restless in the wake of his heat, 18 year old Dean Smith sneaks out of his college dorm in search of a one-night stand and ends up with much more than a few lovebites to show for it.

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Title: Invisible Ink

Author: Annie D

Rating: Explicit

Words: 1,092 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★ ★ ★

Admin J’s notes: Wing kink can’t be too kinky, right? Right. Wing kink is not kinky at all. Yes. That’s it. So, here you go. One of my favorite wing kink fics. Have fun! 

Oh god, now I came to think what some not fandom people might think. “Hey dad, in my story the angel is doing naughty things with his wings and one human. Yes, it does include anal sex.”

WHY IN THE EARTH I WOULD DISCUSS ABOUT THAT WITH MY DAD? Just read the fic, please.

Summary: Dean has some fun with Castiel’s wings.

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Title: Back Alley Dive

Author: Mythological_Compendium

Rating: Explicit

Words: 1,875 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★ ★ ★

Admin J’s notes: YES. Almost forgot this one. This is one of my favorite one shots of all the time. I’m fucking in love with this. Just my kind of kinky. And the Cas of the fic… My dream guy. Oh gosh.

Summary: Dean Smith would like to issue a formal announcement that he does not let “strangers” fuck him in alleys behind dive bars.

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This photo.  I’m dead.  I *just* joined Tumblr, so I hope I’m doing this right - I just wanted to share this story with everyone.

MegaCon Tampa 2016 was my (and my kids’) first con and it was the most amazing experience.  I was so nervous about the photos because I paid a LOT of money for the photo/autograph package and my kids tend to make silly faces in pictures and not smile.  My 3yo (mini doctor) does not like strangers (and I wasn’t sure whether, at his age, he would make the connection that this tall bearded man is the actor who plays “the spiky hair Doctor” on TV and therefore we love him.)  Afraid he would just see DT as “random bearded stranger”, I was envisioning an awkward disaster, but reminded myself that whatever happened would be a fun memory regardless.

I was elated to find out that our photos and autographs would be 1st thing in the morning since we had purchased the “Ultimate Fan Experience” package.  I knew at least the kids would be at their best and probably not cranky yet.  We arrived early and stood in line with some of the most amazing people.  My mini doctor was finally allowed to play with his sonic screwdriver, and everyone was very patient with his incessant “sonic-ing” at their costumes, jewelry, merchandise, and various body parts.

We walked into the photo “booth” with about 2 people in front of us, as David & Billie’s faces both lit up when they saw the kids in costume.  I think Billie even pointed at mini Rose.  I told the person in charge that it would be just the kids in the photo, and she motioned me to stand by the cameraman during the photo.  I am SO GLAD I was not in the photo because I got to see the entire scene unfold.

**YES I RAMBLE!  HERE’S THE GOOD PART IF YOU SKIPPED AHEAD**

David bent down, opened his arms enthusiastically to my son, and said, “Come here!”  Then something magical happened - my son went right to him without hesitating and David picked him right up and turned toward the camera.  It was adorable and precious and so many other adjectives but mostly just random letters produced by flailing at the keyboard because adjectives don’t do it justice.  Both kids and myself were beaming as we stepped out of the booth to retrieve our photo - but the photo checker motioned us BACK INTO the booth (I’m guessing one of the kids blinked during the photo).  I was devastated - there was NO WAY the whole scene would go as well the second time.  We squeezed back into the area, and David again opened his arms to my little guy.  He practically ran into David’s arms, like he was greeting his daddy coming home after a long day at work.  It was incredible.  In fact, my mini doctor was so enamored with David, he forgot all about his precious sonic screwdriver until David reminded him, “Point the sonic!  Right there!  Right at the camera!”  It was just amazing seeing David so attentive to my son.  Several of the people behind us in line also got to witness the magic and have told me that the scene was one of the highlights of THEIR MegaCon as well!  And most of my fangirling has been over David, but the fact that my mini Rose is also smiling in this pic is a HUGE testament to Billie’s sweetness and friendliness. We had literally practiced making a nice smile for the photo and all I got was a blank stare.  Rose is by far my daughter’s favorite companion and I know she was completely thrilled at meeting Billie and how Billie squealed over her costume (On a side note, Eleven WAS her favorite Doctor - but I think she is a TEN convert now after meeting David!)

We moved on to the autograph line and waited while David and Billie finished the rest of the photos.  My 7yo (mini Rose) wanted to say something to David - I wasn’t sure we would have time to say much at all but when we got to David I said, “She wanted to tell you something” and he patiently leaned over the table to hear her and said, “What did you want to tell me?”  She told him she loved his performance in Much Ado, and I mentioned that she was a big fan of Shakespeare after watching him in Much Ado and Hamlet.  He said “Oh, I love hearing that!” 

She also got to ask him a question in the DT/BP panel at the end of the day, but I will save that for another post!

silent-of-spirit  asked:

🏫 desk sex ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Glimpses: Keep it Down

@dadrunkwriting

Rating: Explicit

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Solas x Surana

Warnings: Student x teacher, age gap, exhibitionism


“Professor? Professor!”

“Shh,” he ordered, leaning forward over his desk to cover her mouth. Surana’s eyes widened, suddenly very aware of her position. He stayed over her, one hand under her skirt and one clamped tightly over her mouth. As they waited, silent, listening, he slid his hand under her ass to pull at her underwear. 

“I know you’re in there, the light is on!”

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The Murder In My Backyard


There was no love at first sight, no stomach fluttering feeling of “This is the one!”, just the realization that this was the best my budget could get me. My realtor, already frustrated with how many times I’d said no to other places, watched anxiously over my shoulder as I signed the papers, as if she was afraid I’d back out at the last minute, and just like that, I was the less-than-proud owner of a decades old house and all the issues that came with it.

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Come Back Home

Summary: It’s a normal night in the Dan and Phil household, and Dan plans on going out to get some groceries, and Phil stays home. Phil starts getting worried when Dan doesn’t come back at the normal time.
Genre: AU, Angst (happy ending)
Word Count: 5k (wtf how)
Warnings: kidnap, mentions of abuse and torture (nothing too graphic dw)
Beta: Thank you so much to the wonderful @luminescentlester for betaing this fic for me and saying nice things about it!! <3

A/N: I’m not very good at writing angst but I’ve spent over a week on this fic and I’m really proud of it, so please tell me what you guys think?! x

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alecsexual  asked:

Friendly reminder that you're awesome and such an adorable cutie! ;;u;; Also, Baekyeol/Kaisoo are my OTPs to the max. I'd love to be your friend /shies away/ unless you don't want to be friends with me, haha. It's all cool! Also, just wondering if you have AFF?? Or do you post fics?? Any hella good recommendations? (I'm sorry pls ignore me you must have a billion asks already oopS) ;;; (p.s. I love your blog and the level-headedness of your replies!)

BaekYeol/KaiSoo fic Recommendations

(Read my reply to your message below the fanfic recs! :D) Before I start recommending stuff I’m going to answer you first with a no. No, I do not post fanfics lol. I want to, but after I write a chapter or two I lose all motivation to write any more. So basically, writing fanfics isn’t my forte lol.

Okay, so since you’re a BaekYeol/KaiSoo shipper, I’m guessing you already know the classics. In case you missed some, I’m just going to list them down again (since all the classics are breathtaking) ^^

[Legend: +Chaptered; -One-shot; ^Two/Three-Shot]


BaekYeol/KaiSoo classics:

The links I provided for “Anterograde Tomorrow” and “Absolute Chanyeol” is not where it’s originally posted. The original links of those stories are not accessible as of now, so the links I provided are where you can read them ^^ (i hope I won’t get sued for this or sumthing lol) and to read fics by: “jumpthisship”, you need to create a livejournal acc and join her community (she accepts anyone so don’t be lazy!) :D

Oh and, if I forgot any other classics, don’t hesitate to tell me. My mind got a little rusty since I accidentally deleted everything I wrote to answer this ask T__T

Since the fics I listed above are classics, I’m not going to give my opinions abt them. Instead, I’m just going to go on and list my personal favorites. So I’m sorry if some of these might not be of your liking, since they are my faves after all lol. But imo, the fics I’m going to be listing down are all worth the read, so here I go~


Personal Favorites <3 (From lowest to highest. Meaning, the last fic in this list is the best for me)


-CEO SOO IS DA BOMB. Lel, I mean…the Kyungsoo who fans cal “Satansoo” is def CEO DO in this fic xD I love how he’s all strict and all here even though he’s squishy af xD And I also love the slightly stupid Jongin here lel, but I just love tsundere Kyungsoo here xD Oh but beware, there’s also melodrama in here so it’s not just all giggles and that.

-This is just me, and my love for well-written smut. I hate reading smuts that seem…forced or unreal, or just anything cringe worthy actually (how the hell am I one to talk I’m young af). But anyways! Haha, policeman Yeol is hot af so…hehe if you’re searching for smut then read this xD

-THIS IS SO FLUFFY!!!! GAHH BAEK IS SO FCKING CUTE. KYUNGSOO, JONGIN AND CHANYEOL IS SO FCKING FUNNY AND EVERYTHING’S JUST FCKIN’. Loljk no. But really, this fic is extremely fluffy and heart fluttering <3 hihi it’s just squeal and giggle worthy bc Baek is so demn cute. Ugh, there’s no reason to not read this! >u<

-This fic has one of the simplest plots ever. But what can I say, simplicity is beauty. Such a simple story being told in expressive words and sentences, and the way Jongin and Kyungsoo’s relationship progress is just…wow. A very good read :)

-Again this is just me, and my love for well-written smuts hahaha. This fic has made me go whoo~ in more times than I could remember. But maybe it’s just bc I have a thing for dominance and submissiveness in smuts? Idk shame me now hahaha. Again, if you’re in search of good smut fics, read this XD

-I just read this actually hahaha. And I found it funny bc I can seriously imagine Baekhyun and Chanyeol acting like this. And then Jongin, Kyungsoo and the rest are just there getting completely annoyed bc of them. Just…very funny hahaha, read it for laughs, come on. Lift up your mood! ^o^

-This is long, so after reading it…It’s a damn rollercoaster of emotions. You’d feel all giggly, then you’d feel sad, then you’d feel giggly, then you’d feel all hot, then you’d feel all frustrated af. For a ride of different feels, read this fic! 

-Well, it’s….love. wtf? No, I mean…you’ll feel what the characters are going through. Like, you’ll get immersed into their world. Another ride of feels with a dramatic start and a splendid finish. A very good read :)

-This gives an outlook on life. Well maybe it’s bc it’s based on a vid, but still. This fic was as great as the vid it was based on. This fic is going to teach you to not judge anything by basing solely on it’s outer appearance and what other people claim to “know” about it. This is a great read not just for it’s feels, but for it’s moral lesson :)

-Lol, this is me and my love for well-written smut. I mean, who wouldn’t love to see tsundere Baek getting pwned and…well, you know what I mean haha. This is cute in it’s own way too!! (for me at least) And it has a sequel *Q* But I’m not going to post the link bc there’s only like…only 2 chapters and it’s still ongoing. And I wouldn’t wanna leave you guys hanging (although I’m pretty sure you’re going to be reading the sequel anyways).

-This is awesome and awesome and awesome!!! GAHH, it’s literally a “Daily Lives of Highschool Boys” (this is an anime series which can kill you with laughter btw) minus the crack and with the characters falling in love with each other <3 This is super cute and adorbs! And it can also happen in the daily lives of some people so it’s very fun to read ^^

-mpreg! Okay, I’m still young and I know I shouldn’t be having good thoughts abt teen pregnancy, but I can’t help but find Kyungsoo’s pregnancy here as a cute thing. I’ve no plans for being a party goer (my parents would kill me first anyways lol) and I don’t want to be pregnant at such a young age…but I think. That teen moms are people who should be given an award. Not because they got knocked up at such a young age, but bc they chose to give life to somebody. They’re waay better than those teens who you think are good girls, but then you’re gonna find out sooner or later that they had an abortion, just bc they can’t face the responsibilities and consequences of their actions. This is another fic woth a good moral lesson. From the same author too, jjokkomi seems to be awesome at this genre xD

-THIS IS SO CUTE AND CUTE AND ADORABLE. To the highest level!!! Crazy Kyungsoo is the cutest evurr!! OMG!! KYAAAAHHHH!!! I’m sorry, it’s just that I squealed too much for my own good while reading this fic. Hahaha, kei-senpai (I’m feeling giggly by addressing her that >u<) is amazeballs in fluff! <3

-This is a little heartbreaking honestly. But overall it was beautiful <3 You’re going to fall in love with Baekhyun and Chanyeol’s relationship here, it’s just sooo…/sighs dreamily/. I swear kei-senpai takes my breath away with almost every fic she wrote.

-$w4g93r Baek in the house yo! HAHAHA! Baek was so epic in this fic! This fcker is so funny and cute and just…hahaha fic. I swear, kei-senpai is too good at writing fanfics that it’s becoming scary. Lol whoo this is the 3rd of my favorites!! SO THIS IS A MUST READ ALREADY. Now on to the 2nd~

-Bc as you can see, I’m not that fond of angst. I have a weak heart I guess. I don’t cry that easily but once a fic has struck my heart, I get emotionally unstable for some days lol. SO HENCE, I LOVE THIS HILARIOUS AF FIC. This has got me rolling on my bed and holding my stomach bc of too much laughter xD Otaku KrisHo, awkward KaiSoo and just..HAHAHA THIS IS ONE OF THE BEST CRACK FICS EVER, SO JUST GO AND READ IT. IDC IF YOU’RE IN A BAD MOOD OR NOT, THIS WILL DEF MAKE YOUR MOOD A HUNDRED TIMES BETTER XD. Oh and, kaspian writes sooo many amazing KaiSoo fics. If you’re KaiSoo deprived then just go “here” then indulge yoursleves ^^ (almost everything’s rated so…read at your own risk? lol)

Aaaand the top 1 is….

  1. +“Not Intended” -EXObubz [BaekYeol; romance, comedy]

-BECAUSE FARA (EXObubz) IS ABSOLUTELY LEGENDARY. NI Baek is my favorite Baek amongst all the fanfics I have ever read. Baekhyun’s personality in this fic is just so…LOL. Literally, LOL. He’s funny af, but there are also lots of other qualities abt him that you’re bound to love <3  And his relationship with Chanyeol in this book? OH GAWD WOW, it’s so cute and funny but just…READ IT NOW OMG. IF YOU HAVEN’T READ THIS THEN YOU’RE MISSING OUT ON LIFE. LOL. READ IT. OKAY? OKAY. And also the other characters in this fic is funny. Just everyone in this fic is hahaha. But what’s amazing is that you can still distinguish one character from the other based on their personalities, despite all of them being funny. So I guess the characters are different kinds of funny? Haha, maybe Kyungsoo is occasionally funny, Sehun is unintentionally funny, Kris is annoyingly funny, just read this and fall in love. Not just with the story, but also with it’s characters :”)


So that was my fanfic recs! Now on to my reply to your tearjerking wonderful message <3


:O


I actually didn’t know how to respond to your message because…wow. I’m staring at my screen while thinking…whut? someone thinks I’m an adorable cutie? wtf? U for real?

Okay I’m sorry it’s just because…I’ve never read such flattering words in my life so I didn’t know how to properly react so hahaha sorry for my crappy reply. Just…THANK YOU SO MUCH OKAY? KNOW THAT I AM EXTREMELY GRATEFUL TO YOU BC OF YOUR KIND WORDS TT___TT

You’re ultimate OTP is BaekYeol/KaiSoo too? YESSSS!! OMG c’mere and let me hug you! (/TwT)/ /sends virtual hug/

Dafuq do you mean I might not want to be your friend? I’d be damned if I ever though of not befriending such a sweetheart like you ; A ; So yes, we’re friends now darling, go ahead and ask me all you want, I will never mind. I love answering questions <3 You actually read my answers? AND YOU EVEN THINK I’M LEVEL HEADED. well I’m not okay, I’m literally flailing around rn GAWD THANK YOU SO MUCH OMG YOU DON’T KNOW HOW HAPPY YOU MADE ME TTwTT

PS. Sorry if this was a little delayed, like I mentioned, I accidentally deleted everything I wrote so…just imagine the pain of having to rewrite everything above. Gahh, and there’s school too. So sorry darling, my answer also became a full-blown fanfic rec post.. I hope you’re fine with that XD

Exo Scenarios: Courage with Chanyeol ~

First Request: YOUR SCENERIOS BE LIT!! Sorry had to say it <3 no regrets! But um i wanted to request an Scene where Chanyeol finally asks u out. Plot: You are their make up stylist and u been working with them for a year now and Chanyeol has been crushing on u for so long (you’re shorter and younger than him) so when u was doing Another member’s make up, Sehun is encouraging Chanyeol to ask u out…..-the rest is up to u 😍thanks

Second Request: Hello~ I loved your blog! I would like to know if you could do a scenario of Chanyeol where he’s really into his makeup artist/hairstylist and she’s really sassy and they really get along.

Third Request (requested on my hoodrepublic blog): Hello hello sweeties! I really like this blog! ♡ I wanted to know if I could ask a scenario where Chanyeol falls for his makeup artist? Thank you so much for such an amazing blog! ♡

I don’t think I’ve had so many different people ask for the same thing so many times (I think I actually received two more asks like this, but answered them and now I can’t find them). But I hope that all of you like this scenario and please be sure to let me know what you think.

For those on the @hoodrepublic blog, this will be the first scenario I’m posting on this blog for you all, so please let me know what you think? I usually only answer ship requests for you all, so this is a little different for you :) Hopefully I’ll be able to write more for you. Enjoy!

“Just go over and talk to her, hyung.” Sehun whispers, nudging Chanyeol’s arm while both of them are standing by the door to the make up and wardrobe department. They’re down here all the time for fittings and different things, so it’s really no surprise to see them standing at the door. What’s odd about them being there is that neither boy is making their way into the room, just choosing to stand there and stare at where you’re making yourself busy.

You haven’t really noticed them yet.

“B-but what if she rejects me?” Chanyeol asked his younger member, biting down on his lip before sneaking another glance over at you, where you’re organizing a few of your materials to go home for the day. He’s kind of glad that he waited for when you’re about to leave, because if he had done it earlier in the day, he probably wouldn’t have been able to focus on anything other than your response.

As it is, he was still thinking about you all during practice. 

Sehun scoffs at Chanyeol and nudges him once more until he’s pushing Chanyeol into the room inch by inch.

“Just talk to her. It can’t be any worse than you’re imaging.” and then, with a snicker under his breath, he’s saying in a loud voice, “See you back at the dorm, hyung!” which catches your attention, making you look up at the two male idols.

“Oh, hi Chanyeol!” you say, grinning wide and getting up from your seat across the room. Most of the other stylists have gone home for the day, but you like the peaceful atmosphere in the building when everyone else has left. 

He looks a little nervous to be talking to you, but that’s never really been the case before, so you quirk an eyebrow at him and nudge his shoulder as you pass him, moving to grab your jacket from across the room that you had draped there earlier. Usually the two of you are casual with one another, despite the fact that you’re younger than he is. You happen to be the same age as Sehun, so that’s probably where the ease comes from.

That, and you’re just like the maknae as well, sassy beyond belief without taking any of the idols’ shit they give you.

“H-how’s your day been?” Chanyeol asked, rubbing at the back of his neck as his deep voice asks you a question. You can tell that he’s nervous so you just smirk as you gather your things together, taking them up and walking right past him toward the door, beckoning him to follow after you.

“Good. I’m actually done for the day. Was there something that you needed?” and you pause on your way out the door, leaning against the door frame and looking up at him. He’s much taller than you - several of the idols here are - but that doesn’t stop you from being comfortable around him. Usually the two of you are comfortable around one another, and you suppose that has something to do with the fact that you’ve been working with him and the other members for a while now, getting comfortable as you travel with them for concerts and award shows. 

“I…” he pauses without really having started his sentence before he’s continuing a moment later, “I was wondering if you wanted to grab something to eat later on. Uhh, anytime that you’re free that is.”

This doesn’t surprise you in the slightest - you’ve had a few idols ask you out, and though you don’t want to sound conceited, you also have a feeling it’s because there aren’t many other girls in the industry that they can get close to without it being another idol - another idol or group that are also insanely busy and don’t have time for distractions.

But you let a smile flash across your face, nodding slightly at his question, “I’d like that.” and then you’re grinning, laughing and nodding towards his practice clothes, “Maybe we can go sometime when you haven’t just gotten out of practice for the day.” 

And it’s almost like Chanyeol has to repeat what you’ve just said back in his mind before he’s able to respond. 

“Oh!” he breathes, before shaking his head and grinning like he’s just heard the best news in the entire world. His smile makes you shake your head, laughing. “I’d like that!” and it’s like he forgot that he was the one to ask you out in the first place.

“Good.” you reply, “I’ll talk to you later then.” walking away without a second glance, you can hear him behind you from a few feet away as you get closer to the SM building door. He’s trying to be quiet as he whispers “Yes!” over and over again, completely and utterly ecstatic that you said yes to going out with him at one point. 

Shaking your head on your way to your car, you wonder how the other members will look at you tomorrow when you’re doing their makeup, or if Chanyeol will tell any of them at all, choosing to keep it a secret.

You’re not sure, but you let a small smile fall on your lips as you walk away.

Teen Wolf Liam - Sweet Dreams

This was requested, here is the exact request “Teen wolf Liam imagine where reader is stiles younger sister, (Liam and reader are like best friends) and has been having nightmares and can’t sleep and the pack has a sleepover. Liam and Y/N accidentally fall asleep talking to eachother, stiles doesn’t approve but Scott says something like isn’t this the first time she’s slept in a while and stiles still doesn’t like it but leaves them alone lots of fluff please thank you!!”
Thank you for your request!  I hope you like it!    
Word Count: 864
Requests are open, all requests are appreciated!  I am in multiple fandoms, please send your requests here.  I also have a page for information about requests, what is open etc.  If you want to check whether or not your request has been received I have a page on my blog where I post all requests to be published, although it may take me a while to update it with time zones etc.

The movie was still going on in the background, nearing the finish but everybody had long since stopped watching it.  It had taken ages for you all to agree on a film, but slowly you had all moved away in small groups.  Pillows were spread out across Scott’s living room floor with bowls of snacks nestled between them.  The pack sat in twos or threes, huddled under blankets or wrapped up in sleeping bags.  As the pack had migrated towards the floor, you and Liam had nabbed the couch.

It was getting late, there was a constant yawn going throughout the room, continually passing from one person to the next.  It had gotten to the point of the night where you were completely exhausted but yet were somehow still wide awake at the same time.  You and Liam had gotten into one of those deep, animated discussions you got to when you two were tired.  “You really think the world would be worse off if we regenerated like in video games?”  Liam asked incredulously, of course it always circled back to video games somehow.  “But that would be awesome!”
“You’re not thinking it through properly though Liam.”  You insisted, leaning forwards and leaning your chin on your hands.  “When you say regenerate, do you regenerate back in the same place?  Does that mean you can never die?  Is there a limit to how many times you can regenerate?  If you talk about the physics of it, it wouldn’t work to go back to the same place because what if you died in a car crash - wouldn’t you just crash over and over?  Or would time keep going while you were dead so you would regenerate a few minutes later standing on the wreckage?  And if there is no limit, does that mean people dying of old age and disease just die over and over again because there is no cure for that?  The world would over populate!  Besides, even discarding all that, people would go crazy.  You could kill people and they would come back, life would literally be a huge game of Call of Duty and it would be awful.”  Liam groaned, shoving you light heartedly.  “You take this too seriously.”
“Then lay out the rules.”  You were facing him on the sofa, and you raised your hands in a motion for ‘duh’.  He rolled his eyes.  “You come back immediately but always in a safe place where you will not just die straight away again.  Old people regenerate younger when they die of old age, or no, wait, you always regenerate at say, 18, like body wise, so that solves the old age thing.  Oh no!  Wait, if you are under 18 you stay the same age… ugh.  This is too complicated.  I give up.”  You grinned in victory.  “But say that people were immortal, what are your thoughts on that?”

Somehow, over the next half hour you ended up sitting leaning on top of Liam while he leaned on the end of the sofa.  You were starting to have trouble keeping your eyes open, something that hadn’t happened for a long time so you welcomed it.  “What if…”  Liam tailed off.  “Never mind, I forgot what I was -”  He paused for a yawn.  “Going to say.”  He sank lower into the sofa and you followed him, now practically laying on top of him.  “Doesn’t matter.”  You mumbled, your eyes closing for properly this time, you had no chance of keeping them open against the oncoming tide of exhaustion.

Third Person

One minute they were sitting up talking, the next they were fast asleep, {Y/N} lying across Liam.  Stiles never noticed at first, but when he did his eyes widened in shock and he jumped up.  “What are you doing?”  Scott whispered, his voice hushed as he took in the sleeping forms of {Y/N} and Liam.  “They can’t sleep like that.”
Scott rolled his eyes.  “Stiles, they’re like best friends.  Just leave them.”
“No!”  Stiles exclaimed and moved towards them again.  Scott stopped him with a hand on his arm.  “I thought you said she hasn’t been sleeping well?  Didn’t you mention nightmares?  Maybe you should let her sleep, she looks like she needs it.”  Stiles internally groaned, great, now it was about what was best for her and not just getting her off of that werewolf.  “Yeah.”  He grumbled and Scott smiled, tugging his best friend back.  “Then leave them be.  You want what’s best for her don’t you?  Liam genuinely cares about her anyway, I don’t see the problem with them sleeping like that.”  You shifted in your sleep and they both looked over to see you wrapping your arms around Liam who sleepily hugged you back.  “Really?”  Stiles asked, his sarcasm sneaking into his voice.  “You don’t see a problem with that?”
“Stiles!”  Lydia hissed across the room and he whirled.  “Leave your sister be!  She hasn’t slept properly for ages.”
“Fine.”  He hissed back, crossing his arms childishly.  “Only this time though.”  Scott nodded, a smile lingering at his lips.  He knew if it came down to it that Stiles would grudgingly let Liam sleep with {Y/N} every night if it meant that she actually slept.

Victoria's Secret Fashion Show 2014 || Haylor one shot

So I really had the urge to start writing tonight, not sure why. But since I started this so late tonight I didn’t get it finished but I really wanted to go ahead and post it anyways. So what I’m going to do is post it in parts, here’s part one. I haven’t written in AGES so it’s probably really bad lol but oh well. Hope you like it. I’ll try and get part 2 done tomorrow night. 

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You didn’t ask for it, but here you are: a post of extolling Alex Hirsch after I met him on Big Festival Russia! Initially I went on the Festival only because of Hirsch - to say him a huge “thank you” for “Gravity Falls” and get an autograph. I didn’t expect more and tried not to give myself any baseless hopes. And that was an absolutely right tactic, because as a result it paid back handsomely. During the first day of the Festival I behaved like a tyrannical trainer and was mercilessly hurrying my friend @lorna-ka with whom we made this crusade to the Big Festival. To begin with, I didn’t sleep all night (adrenaline is a terrible thing). We came to AVA Expo with the first bus at 10 a.m. Festival would open at 11.30, so we were standing near the gates for half an hour counting Dipper’s caps in the mirror ceiling. We did damn right as we came so early, because by the time the Festival opened there was already a huge crowd and it all rushed to the “Gravity Falls” panel where autograph session with Alex Hirsch would be held. Each day of the Festival Alex would be able to host 250 people - 500 lucky beggars in two days. So the struggle was strong. Despite the fact that we were in the forefront in the queue I was only fiftieth and Lorna right after me. And so the great standing began. I remember this queue as something quiet pleasurable as I befriended so many wonderful people. There was a guy cosplaying Stan and pointing out each 15 minutes: “Only 4 hours left! Together we stand!” “One and a half hour left!” “I drink this "Slurm” for our queue - the best queue in the world!“ and so on and so forth х) During this time Alex gave a press conference at the big stage. It was his first press conference after GF finale. And it finally blew my mind as I realized that it’s all for real happening right hear, right now! I will not retell what Alex was talking about: you’d better watch fan-made videos or wait for the official video. It’s really worth watching! Alex gave out lots of new information, canons and facts about different characters.

After 7 hours in the queue I appeared to be face to face with Alex Hirsch. What is Alex? Alex is one thousand and one smiles, rays of positivity, 150 level of soulfulness, unlimited sincerity and bearded mommy. I remember as 8 years ago I was at my one and only autograph session with Alan Wilder and how much thrill and trepidation I felt. But there were no such feels towards Alex. First of all, he is about the same age category as the rest of the people at the Festival. Secondly, he’s behaving like a big child and everyone looking at him immediately wants to laugh, smile and fool around. He can gift himself to the others and inspire them with his energy, and he is doing it with such a great dedication that there are no doubts left in his sincerity. When it was my turn, I walked towards Alex with a brisk stride and didn’t even have time to say a word as Alex exclaimed "Flapjack!” and embraced me in his flannel grasp. The fact is: there were hundreds of people wearing flannel shirts and my red and white striped shirt was highlighting in the crowd. But wearing it I was thinking about little Stan. I absolutely forgot that in “The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack” the main character was wearing red and white striped shirt too! After the hugs Alex noticed two brooches on my shirt: grunkle Stan and comics bubble with a word “fuck” (it was pinned in a way that looked like Stan was saying it). Alex burst out in laughter and barked in Stan’s voice “FUCK!” Not every day the creator of your favourite cartoon says you “fuck” хD “Yup”, - I said. - “It’s a PG-13 edition!” (guess he liked it because he’s currently working on a project oriented on an adult audience). I prepared a present for Alex: a linen bag with my print on it. I drew a picture with Alex sitting on a bear. The bear is wearing Ushanka hat and playing balalaika; Alex is holding vodka in one hand and a pickle cucumber in another. On the other side of the bag I drew Hirsch’s head and a phrase from the picture he posted on Twitter: “Give me your vodka”. Among other things on the front side I pinned 5 wooden brooches with traditionally Russian symbols. It’s like I collected all the stereotypes and put Alex on the top of them. “It’s a helpful present - you can put all the other presents in it!” He rejoiced childlike, laughed at the pictured, touched each brooch. After that I gave him my drawing for an autograph: he looked at it closely, noticed how many characters are drawn and laughed as he saw little Bill below the sheet: “Poor Bill!” “There is no place for him on a happy family portrait”, - I justified. Another one wonderful thing about Alex: he wants to pay attention to each and everyone so that there will be no one deprived. Initially it was told that there will be only 30 seconds per person: 1 autograph and 1 photo. But Alex physically couldn’t resist hugging every fan, drawing them some little sketches, making selfies and posing on camera. As a result 30 sec stretched into 1 minute and longer and even soft hints and pleas from organizers didn’t help to speed up the process. Alex drew me sketch as well, signed it and engaged Bill in the corner. Then he made 3 selfies on my phone… I guess that’s because he saw me making stupid faces each time he was making a photo, oh God xD In the end I literally soared away from this autograph session being full of incredible enthusiasm ⌒(o^▽^o)ノ

The second day of the Festival presented lots of surprises. There were so much more events with Alex this day: another autograph session, “Voice Acting” with Alex Hirsch and Sienduk (popular Russian blogger), Q&A, best cosplay chosen by Hirsch… and a farewell with Alex ): Master plan was done in the first day so we let ourselves relax and came to BF only at 12 a.m. If Saturday passed in the queue, Sunday I spent mostly standing near the stage. And it was worth it! Lorna and me were standing at the center in the third/fourth row near the stage, though during the event I somehow managed to get in the first row and due to the fact that people behind were pressing hard sometimes I was forced to literally lie my elbows down on the stage in order to save myself from being squashed х) The host of the second day was Sienduk… in a dinosaur suit! :D Twice he threw some stuff in the crowd and both were obtained by Lorna and me xD She caught a comics and I got a plastic plate, lol (it’ll play it’s role later!) You guys might not know it, but Sienduk dubbed GF (and “Rick and Morty” as well) all by himself and this monophonic dubbing is absolutely the best, it’s much better than the official Disney dubbing. But Sienduk’s dubbing is illegal as you can guess. And here we had the creator of GF and the pirate who dubbed GF in Russian on one stage. Practically everyone on BF: “OMG! Does Alex know about it? How would he respond?” And Alex was like: “Oh, I know. Sienduk told me. I don’t mind, really”. Thaaaaat’s our booooooy! ;D “Voice Acting” was amazing: Alex was inventing the story about grunkle Stan and Soos coming to St. Petersburg and Sienduk was translating it (he wonderfully imitated all the characters voices, I swear). After that Alex was speaking Russian: “Санкт-Петербург, привет!”, “хачапури”, “Пухля”, “Гравипадово”, “жидкое мясо”, “адовая туса” (“Hello St. Petersburg!”, erm…“khachapuri” - there is now way I can translate it, “Pukhlya” - that’s how Waddles was translated in official Disney dubbing, “Gravipadovo” - that’s how Gravity Falls may sound in Russian, “liquid meat”, “hells party”). His Russian sounds so sweet! With those ostentatious roaring and the way he pronounced each letter so neatly. And finally Q&A began! By the plan there should have been only 6 questions. But Alex Hirsch was unstoppable! 6 questions were not enough for him and he made it in 20 questions or even more. Questions about GF, its characters, Hirsch himself etc., etc. I will not even try to retell Q&A: you’d better watch fan-made videos or wait for the official video. It’s really worth watching! Of course I was trying to draw his attention and plastic plate helped me in this task. Lorna came up with a great idea: write “pick me” on a plate. Oddly enough we immediately found a black marker and soon I was waving the plate with “PICK ME” over my head. Alex was overlooking here and there, but after all he surrendered and with a wily smirk pointed at me. I asked him why did Stan’s marriage lasted only for 6 hours. Unfortunately Alex gave a very brief answer, though I was happy with that too. He said that it might have happened in Las Vegas, where Stan noticed a woman who was so much better then him at scamming. And that’s all he could tell. I conjectured that this marriage was her fraud and that Stan got into troubles just in 6 hours.

Time was up and organizers were softly asking Alex to end Q&A, but he was like: “Wait-wait! One more question!” “That’s the last one, I swear!” “Just another one!” “One more maybe?” In the end he made a final touch: selfie from the stage with all the fans on the background. He came exactly in the middle of the stage, right at the edge where Lorna and me were standing, squatted… and his bum is right in front of my face (・_・;) Ehm… That’s even more then I expected! хD After that Alex returned to the autograph session. It didn’t last long in contrast with the previous day, so I even managed to see the whole farewell process: he was shown GF panel, Gravity Falls city model, allowed to hack Fiddleford’s notebook… and at that point Alex fed all the shippers as he entered “STANFORD” for the password ლ(ಠ_ಠ ლ) And then under the supervision of some handsome security guards Alex left the Festival.

We were on BF fairly long, practically till the very end. And after many hours of fandom craziness Lorna and me being tired and happy were walking to the dressing room to get our outer clothings. I turned my head and what I saw through the glassy wall was Alex Hirsch standing near a car with his companions and security guards. Me: “Is it Hirsch?.. it IS Hirsch!” Lorna: “Hiiiiiiiiirsch!!!!” As Alex turned in our direction Lorna and me gave him the most cheerful smiles and waved goodbye. To be honest, Alex had a hard day, nope, three days: on Friday he had a lengthy flight from America, on Saturday he had autograph session till 7 p.m., and today he had all these events behind his shoulders. He could easily pretended that he didn’t notice us and that’d be OK. But we’re talking about Alex Hirsch, guys! He grinned widely and waved us in response! We gained a personal “bye-bye” from Alex Hirsch! What a man! Much time has passed since I met him, but I am still energized with his positivity. I really wish I could be like Alex: to be able to give people happiness at any time and do it sincerely, make people happier just by your presence. It’s incredible gift and Alex share it generously with everyone who needs it. Before I met Alex I only loved GF, but now I really love him too for being such a wonderful person… though he love to booze, but he needs some emotional relaxation after such a self-feedback ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Also I’m very happy with the fact that Alex loved St. Petersburg so much (huge thanks to the BF organizers for cultural program they made for him!), how warmly he’s talking about Russian fans and it seems to me that he increased Russia’s level at least in the eyes of those people who’re interested in his creative work. All this reasonably give me hope that Alex will visit my country not just once.

Thank you, Alex Hirsch! During your visit to St. Petersburg you made me and hundreds of other people much more happier.

See you next summer!

Waiting for the Sun to Rise

Title: Waiting for the Sun to Rise

Author: livelaughloveboo

Words: 1885 words

Summary: Part II to ’No Better

Warnings: language

Links: blog or fanfiction, Part I: blog or fanfiction

AN: So here’s part two to No Better! Read the bottom AN for more notes and news!

Disclaimer: I don’t own Supernatural.


Waiting for the Sun to Rise

She was sitting in the passenger seat of the Impala. She and Dean had been on the road for about three hours and Dean’s ‘mullet-rock’ cassette tape has repeated its entirety two times already. And there was still at least seven hours left.

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A Pirate Christmas

25 Days Christmas Romance Challenge || Day 1

Character A and Character B, sworn enemies, are chosen to prepare the company Christmas Party.

A Pirate Christmas; ~ 3, 200 words; FF.NET || AO3

“Pirates.”

“Excuse me?”

Her eyes don’t boggle. Not exactly. But the message in them is plain to see anyway – you are a nutjob.

“I said ‘Pirates’, Swan,” he actually has the gall to roll his eyes at her after doing little more than hissing out her name.

And everyone knows the eyeroll is her patent move. His is… the stupid eyebrow thing.

Like you can literally tell what he is thinking by the way his freaking eyebrows move. When he is amused but trying to hold in his laughter, it’s this gradual, semi-seductive, semi-impressed arch. When he is annoyed, it’s this sharp thing, his eyebrow spiking in the middle, fast and unforgiving. When he is genuinely worried or offended, it’s this slow, barely there twitch, almost like he wants to keep his face completely frozen and impassive but the damn thing doesn’t listen even to him. And when he is being an ass, plain and simple, it’s his wiggly, taunting and fluid motion that drives Emma up the bloody wall. The others she has seen on occasion but that last one, some deity above help her, she has to deal with that every time she sees him.

“I heard what you said, Jones,” she makes sure to enunciate his name as clearly and evenly as possible, just to show that she not petty enough to hiss at him. “I just decided to give you a chance to realize how fucking ridiculous it is on your own.”

Alright, so maybe she is a little petty.

“Oh, I see. Of course. And what brilliant ideas does Her Pretentiousness have exactly?”

At this Emma has to close her eyes for a solid 5 seconds. She has to count those seconds, breathe them in and remind herself that once upon a time she didn’t want to strangle Killian Jones. Once upon a time she actually quite liked him.

///

4 months earlier

He is… well, he is damn nice is what he is.

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When The War Is Over - Captain America (Steve Rogers aka Captain America)

Pairing: Steve x Female!Reader

Requested by: Anonymous

Request: Could you do a Marvel imagine (based in the Captain America: The First Avenger and present day Avengers eras) where you’re Howard Stark’s little sister and you meet Steve when he participates in Operation Rebirth? You and him start dating but then everything happens and he gets frozen in the ice. Fast forward to present day and you’re still alive because shortly after the end of the war you became immortal and you see Steve again in present day. Thanks xx

Warnings: None

A/N: Since it’s the premiere of Captain America Civil War in a lot of countries today (not here, since we got it April 27th ;p), so here is a little tribute to that! I hope you all like it and ENJOY! 

Marvel request are open and being prioritized at the moment! Wonder why, check out THIS post. 

Originally posted by thatplaidnerd

*gif not mine* 

«What are you thinking about?» Tony walked into the room, two cups in his hand. He placed the tea cup in front of you, while he sat down with the other, most likely containing coffee. 

 «The old times.» You pointed your cup to the news paper on the table, a picture of Steve awake and in present day filling the front page.

He gently caressed your cheek, a warm smile on his face. 

«When all of this is over, will you marry me?» He whispered down at you, and you couldn’t help but smile back. 

«Only if you go down on one knee when the time comes, Rogers.» You whispered back, leaning up a little bit, so your lips were only inches apart. 

«That wouldn’t be a problem. I would get on my knees any time for you, Y/n Stark.» He winked at you, before stealing a quick kiss. 

Bucky had definitely thought Steve that, there was no way your very careful Steve would have come up with something like that himself. You giggled as you pulled him down to you for another kiss. 


«Oh, good luck with fixing that relationship up again, my dear aunt. Even for a Stark that seems like quiet a challenge.» Tony whistled, setting his coffee cup down on the table in exchange for the newspaper. 

 «A challenge, yes, but not a impossible one.» You smirked back at Tony, who just shook his head smiling at you.

 After Howard had died over 20 years ago, you had stayed with Tony, seeing you were his only living relative left after your brother and Maria’s death. Tony seemed to be very aware of that himself, being very overprotective and giving you everything you wanted, much like his father, Howard had been. Who had been one of the factors why you had ended up immortal and forever looking like you were in your 20’s, only months after Steve disappeared in the ice. 

 Steve have always been everywhere, at every turn for you after his disappearance. 

Either in a comic, some kind of merchandise or a museum. Sometimes just in your own memories. 

~

Tony had become one of the Avengers. Steve had also joined the team. The tower, which had been renamed the avengers tower had become their head quarters. The place which Tony had you living whenever you were in New York, so it was only a matter of time before you would run into Steve again. 

You were in the kitchen, making something you had come across on your latest travels. This being one of the things you always became completely absorbed by, you didn’t even hear YARVIS telling you the avengers were back from a mission. 

 «What are you cooking?» Tony came up by your side, startling you as you didn’t even hear him enter the room. 

 «Something new.» You just answered, offering him a spoon of the soup you were woking on. 

«Taste good.» He said as he gave back the empty spoon. 

 «How did the mission go?» 

 «Alright, although your knight in shining armor is really getting on my nerves.» You chuckled at that, continuing to work on your soup. 

 «It was pure reflex, Tony.» Steve entered the room, and you stiffened where you stood by the stove. He had most likely heard some of your conversation with Tony, not really noticing Tony’s special choice of words. 

 «Language, cap.» Tony teased back, before he cleared his throat and turned to you again. 

 «Well, my favorite aunt, I hope you’ve made a lot of that soup, because we are hungry.» Tony gave you a gently clap on the shoulder, meeting your eye. «And dirty, which is why I’m off to the shower.» He added, leaving  you alone with Steve, who still hadn’t realized who you were. 

 You heard him open the fridge as you continued to stir in the soup, your body still stiff as you heard him sit down at the bar stool. 

 «You’re Tony’s aunt? You look a bit young to be his aunt.» Steve asked as you heard him open a water bottle. 

 You didn’t say anything. 

Instead you turned off the stove, pulling the soup aside so it wouldn’t get burned, before you turned around to face Steve who was sitting with his gaze on the counter in front of him. 

 «One doesn’t always look ones age, wouldn’t you agree…Steve?» When you spoke he lifted his gaze, only to freeze.

«Y/n?» He managed to stutter out, his eyes wide in shock. 

 «Hi Rogers.» You gave him a smile, and he slowly rose from his seat walking around the counter towards you. 

 «How-?» He let the question hang in the air, as he stopped in front of you, gently taking your hand in his, giving it a squeeze as if to check if you really were here. 

 «Accidents happen.» You whispered, as he raised his hand to cup your cheek, stepping closer to you. 

 «For once I’m happy for a accident.» He whispered back, letting go of your hand and placing his hand on your waist instead. 

 You were only inches apart when the flash went off, momentarily shocking the both of you.

 «Woops, I forgot about the flash.» Came Tony’s voice and you groaned, resting your head on Steve’s chest as you felt him chuckle. 

 «Please don’t mind me. Continue whatever you were doing.» Tony quickly said as you heard the click of the camera once more, without any flash this time, followed by Tony’s retreating steps. 

 «He reminds me of Howard.» You heard Steve said above you, as he ran his hands up and down your back calmly, a habit of his whenever he was nervous. 

«He’s like him in a lot of ways.» You whispered back as you looked up at Steve again. «But more importantly, where were we?» You smirked, sneaking your hands up around the back of his neck. 

 «Right here.» Steve whispered as he leaned down, right before his lips met yours, for the first time in 70 years.


~

Some weeks later

The wind was gently tugging at your hair as you stood with Steve at the rooftop of the avengers tower. He had his arm around your shoulders, keeping you flush against his side. 

 «Remember when I asked you if you would marry me when the war was over?» He asked, and you nodded in reply. 

 «And I told you only if you got down on one knee.» You smiled at the memory, looking down at the ground. 

 «Well, the war is over.» Steve whispered as he dropped his arms from your shoulders, turning to stand in front of you instead. Slowly he got down on one knee, pulling out a little box from his pocket. 

 «Y/n Y/m/n Stark, will you do me the honor and marry me?» Steve smiled up at you with the hope and happiness shining from his eyes as he opened the box in his hand, revealing a beautiful ring. 

 You couldn’t help but smile widely down at the man who you thought had been dead for so many years. The love of your life, the one you could never forget. 

«Of course I will, Steven.» You whispered, throwing yourself at him as he rose up from his position, hugging him tightly.

 «I thought I would never hear you ask.» You half joked as you pulled apart. 

«I wouldn’t miss it for the world.» He whispered back, as he slipped the ring onto your finger, pulling you in for a kiss. 

Marking the start of a life with Steve as you always had dreamed of.