hate to see you leave but i love to watch you go

Castiel’s palms are sweating so profusely, he’s ninety-five percent sure he’s going to sweat through his mittens and the wrapped gifts they’re clutching. He watches with wide eyes and a racing heart as Dean rings the doorbell and walks inside, tugging him along by his coat sleeve.

“What if they hate me?”

“Won’t happen.”

“Mom? Dad? We’re home!”



“Unca Dean!”

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You coughed into your hand, trying desperately to cover up the broken moan threatening to leave your mouth as Rami’s finger continued it’s work underneath the table. You tried to remain casual, answering all of his parent’s questions as you avoided his smug gaze. He loved watching you squirm, and though right now you couldn’t belief he would do such a thing, you had been the one to suggest trying a few more risky things outside of the bedroom.

“I fucking hate you,” you whispered as his parents both stood, clearing the dishes before the headed into the kitchen. Rami laughed as he grabbed your thigh and turned you to him.

“Wanna go see my old room?” he asked, smug smirk growing wider as you quickly nodded, grabbing his hand and letting him lead you up the stairs.

“God we are terrible. Fucking terrible disgusting people. Lock the door Rami, I swear if your mom walks in while I’m bent over your desk we are never fucking again.”

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anonymous asked:

Please don't ever stop making Supercat edits, they're amazing! I love them and I love you, you wonderful human :)

hi! Thank you for this message! I love making them and I truly get so happy knowing that there are others that enjoy them as much as me!… and lookit, there seems to be a good bit of hatred coming at us these days and I don’t understand it at all (why cant we all just ship whatever we want to ship … leave us alone ffs).… but yeah, it’s going on and there’s really no way I know how to combat it other than to just stay happy and confident in what I ship and adore. So, yep, I’m gonna continue to make Supercat things because I see so much wonderfulness in their relationship and what Cat and Kara mean to each other. And the hateful folk can shout absurd things at me as much as they want, but I’m still gonna open photoshop every night and make Supercat things because

Travel Plans

By: ProMarvelFanGirl

Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, a little drama?

Requested by: @firewolfkelly

Prompts: 71(we’re not fine), 49 (But, I said i love you), 88 (Stop looking at me like that weirdo), 101 (you don’t hate me, quit lying to yourself)

Word count: 862

You huffed and turned on your side lying on your couch.  Bucky had yet again forgot to tell you he was leaving on a mission.  It wasn’t that he was hiding stuff from you, just years of being solo made him forget someone needed to know where he was going.

He was gone for a week when he finally called to happily tell you that he was on his way home.  He could tell by your voice that something was wrong.   Steve and Sam both shot him concerned looks, as they watched his happy demeanor turn disappointed then back to happy.

“I am fine, I’ll see you when you get back.” You replied emotionless.  After hanging up Bucky grinned and told Steve and Sam what you had said.  The other two men looked at each other with knowing looks.

“Uh oh” Sam said with a slight smirk at Bucky.  Bucky turned to glare at Sam confused.

“What do you mean ‘uh oh’?” He asks confused, sitting across from Sam and Steve on the quinjet.

Steve grimaced and Sam said,”You’re in trouble man. You DID tell her you were going on this mission right?”  

“No, we have only been gone a week.” Bucky said confused, he usually didn’t tell her and the other two knew it.  It was no big deal.  Both men grimaced and said, “good luck”

Hours later Bucky unlocked the door to your and his apartment, pulling off his boots and dropping his gear bag.  He walked over to where you were laying on the couch watching tv wrapped in a blanket.

“Hey angel, I missed you.” he says softly walking over to stroke your cheek.  

“Yep”  you reply not looking at Bucky.

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love is not over o1 [hoseok&you]

Summary: it was a mistake. everything was. yelling at you, watching you leave, and never trying to stop you. Hoseok wishes he can take it all back because he never knew you were hurt with such a scarring past.

a/n: like i said, i been thinking about this story from way before. so that prequel ending was a fake. hahahahah that was just the beginning of all angst. wink wonk. also, i highly recommend listening to this song and cry with me. lmao


*triggered warning for minor death and suicide talk

Originally posted by hopieful

The biggest regret we have in life are leaving last words to our loved ones; saying I hate you or I never wish to see you again—especially when we let our beloved walk away without stopping them. God knows what could happen on the other end of the trail they walk on, because what if we never see them again?

It’s been a week since Hoseok had told you to leave - to get out of his face practically, fuck off, because he was in such a drastic state that you rejected his proposal once more. But who can he really blame more than you? It’s partially his fault as well. You were right on your part when telling him that he knew from the beginning of what he was getting into the moment you both dated.

Slumping on the lonesome bed you two shared, Hoseok swigs the beer can he holds in hand. He’s watching TV alone tonight in the room without you again as he drinks the pain away for what is the umpteenth time. Sighing at the quietness of your voice no longer lingering by his side, he grabs his cellphone from the nightstand on his left.

Checking his messages of yours that you’ve sent non-stop since the breakup, Hoseok’s bottom lip comes out to a pout. Your texts were filled with worries and reminders - telling him to eat before work and bed, drink lots of water when exercising, and if he’s afraid to sleep alone in the dark, there’s a secured nightlight placed in a drawer with his boxers. He sighs, running a hand through his hair when replaying the voicemails you left too.

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54 & Rumbelle please!

“I don’t hate you. I could never hate you. That’s the problem.”

He was planning to leave when Belle said his name. 

“Hey,” she said, looking at him from where she stood at the changing table. He’d snapped it into the room moments earlier when she realized they didn’t have one. “Where are you going?”

“I was just going to… go,” Rumplestiltskin said lamely, watching as she scooped Gideon up in her arms and walked toward him. He’d used magic to turn their son back into a baby about an hour ago, and they’d spent the first 45 minutes of his newfound babyhood with various townspeople coming into see if it was really true. After they had all passed through, Belle changed his diaper, cooing to him as she counted his precious toes and fingers.

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please, for the love of god…

make it stop. This site for me is becoming a shithole. These stupid ugly motherfucking blogs, make me really fucking frustrated.

I’m starting to feel really uncomfortable, and I’m hesitant to post here any of my works now.

Just to see how my KIDS are being violated? To see another whore-themed-blog shitting under my pictures? No, thank you. It’s even worse than to just see someone dislike your work you put your heart and soul into. Like, whatever floats your boat man, I’m not for everyone to like!
But this… This is like… raping what I love. And I HAVE TO WATCH it being raped.

This is bullshit. I hate the fact that this is a common thing, and that this is happening to my work.

I really, really hope that they’ll leave me alone. Or that tumblr staff is going to do something about it. Otherwise - fuck this site. And fuck those blogs…