he's had worse

Reiji: In honor of being a good brother, I made a list of all the things that I like about you.

Shu: This is just a blank piece of paper.

Reiji: Exactly.

i think about this on a daily basis… why are you like this jotaro 

I kind of wanted Cas to snap at dean saying “you wanna talk about cosmic consequences?? How about: the DARKNESS. And the fact that YOU KILLED DEATH, DEAN, I don’t think you get to say anything about what I did.”

I really love the Galra portion on the new poster/promotional art (which is also my new wallpaper, ofc).

Haxus getting carried away by Rover, Prorok looking on nervously as Sendak just attacks nothing for no reason, the one Galra soldier by himself looking dejected. Haggar looks like she’s getting ready to practice her Evil Laugh.

Then there’s these two;

Look at these guys, they’re buddies! I cannot remember if they were in the first season, anybody know? I’m pretty sure even if they were, though, they didn’t get names. Either way, brotp.

And then you have Thace, like;

Okay that expression is just unfairly charming on him, I did not sign up for this. Send help.

Kara’s Friendsgiving Invites

I’m in love with Supercorp and Sanvers but…

1. Lena and Kara aren’t that close yet???

They’ve only talked a handful of times. It’s not out of character for Kara to not invite her to friendsgiving… 

Yes, Lena doesn’t have many friends in National City, but it’s actually usually a family holiday. Kara made it Friendsgiving in response to Winn not having family. Lena is probably spending it with her villain mom. 

That said, if Lena actually expressed that she had no one to spend Thanksgiving with, we all know Kara would offer in a heartbeat. 

2. Alex and Maggie are friends, but it’s likely a little shaky right now. And as strong as their connection has been, they haven’t actually known each other that long. (Come on guys, imagine inviting your crush that you met a couple weeks ago, who rejected you, then refriended you, to Thanksgiving. It’s just a bit much.)

Not to mention, Alex’s plan was to come out, which just complicates things more. At this stage, I think Alex’s coming out story is moving away from being about a person Alex likes, and more about Alex’s identity. Something she needs to do on her own, you know?

Also, Lena and Maggie don’t know Kara’s secret, and I feel like it’s not a comfortable Thanksgiving if you have to hide a part of yourself. (Anyone who isn’t out to all of their family knows that it is tiring. That sometimes, if you could choose, you’d prefer to only have the people that know around you.) 

Like 90% of the conversation topics would be out the window if Lena and Maggie came. No Supergirl saves, no DEO, no “there’s this cute girl I met”.

As for the boys, Winn and James are rather close friends with Kara, and Mon-El has no one else. So they’re just all gonna be there. Obviously.

The real question is, “where is J’onn?”

Unintended Consequences

Hey guys. Its Dawn back again with more Batfam fic. This one’s for @whore4batfam. Thanks for the idea.  : ) I hope you like what I did with it. 

Summary: In trying to hide his own illness Damian ends up getting Tim sick. 

Warnings: none

The only thing Damian hated more than being sick was Father knowing he was sick. It meant the immediate suspension of everything he enjoyed. Patrol, practice, and casework. He could still read, but Pennyworth had declared sick reading to only be ‘fun’ reading. He’d then be forced into bed, and as much as he enjoyed the warm soup Alfred made or Dick’s visits, the cons outweighed the pros.

The morning he woke with a stuffy nose and aching head he resolved to keep it as secret as possible. He’d learned from previous attempts that simply concealing his illness did not work. It always backfired on him and ended up making him worse.

He had learned and adapted his technique. He halved practice times, kept a water bottle on him at all times, and moved as little as possible. In this way he felt no worse by the time patrol came than he had in the morning. He might say he was feeling a bit better. He kept up the routine for the next two days, even as he felt well before the end of the time. Experience had also taught him that it didn’t do well to be hasty with his recovery.

By day three he was feeling pleased with himself. He’d beaten the sickness and not a soul had found out. That was also when Drake had begun to sneeze. He swore it was allergies, but his face was washed out and his eyes redder than they should be. By the end of the day it was obvious Tim was ill, and not taking it as well as Damian had.

He voluntarily stayed back from patrol, allowing Alfred to bundle him up the stairs and to his room. Damian’s experience with illness had taught him another thing, that sometimes the sickness spread to others. He thought he’d been careful about what he’d touched, and where he’d been. He’d consciously stayed out of the way of others to avoid passing the sickness.

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Anti-Social (Rogers/Evans x reader)

I just like the universe where Steve and Chris exist together

You hadn’t been much for social media until you started working with the Avengers as their publicity manager, finding that it was a necessity to be able to do your job as well as to monitor what talk about the team had been happening in the world around them.   Steve had taken to it fairly quickly once Sam pushed him into getting a few accounts, none the more troublesome for you than his Twitter account.  Freedom of speech is one thing; but when Steve got on a hot topic that he was passionate about, it wasn’t uncommon for you to have to step in and shut him down.  

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Cut From the Same Cloth Chapter 6

Chapter 6: Loose Threads

Gabriel waited until Adrien had actually climbed into the waiting town car before he turned and headed straight for his private study.

He closed the door, made himself comfortable, and poured himself a large glass of cognac.

He took a long swig, feeling the alcohol burn it’s way down his throat and contemplated if it would be worth it to simply drink until he could no longer remember the details about what might very well be the most awkward evening he had ever experienced in his life.

Over the course of one hour he had managed to out his son as the secret admirer of his classmate, reveal his own knowledge of Adrien’s double life before having any sort of plan on how to approach that situation, quite possibly make the already strained relationship he had with his son worse if such a thing were possible, and if he wasn’t mistake the words “perfectly adequate alternatives for sexual gratification” had actually crossed his lips.

He downed the rest of the glass and poured another.

A few minutes later soft knock sounded at the door.


Nathalie walked into the room then did a double take at her employer, eyes scanning quickly from the discarded jacket and tie to the slightly mussed hair to the possessive hold on his current glass.

“I take it the evening did not go well?” she asked, closing the door behind her and plucking the jacket off the floor and carefully draping it over the back of a chair.

“You don’t say,” Gabriel seethed taking another drink and enjoying the pleasant heat beginning to warm him as the alcohol worked its way into his system.  

“What happened?”

read the rest here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/9783911/chapters/22769900

introverted-dragon  asked:

So you know how you said something about the whole "You cant sleep when monsters are nearby" thing? What if it starts affecting Ryan like really soon after the eye lets him see out of it and starts moving with him. Because like, it's a part of him, but his body sees it as something /foreign/ and it was part of a monster, right? So soon after he gets it in, it becomes harder and harder to sleep and suddenly the dark circles he already had are getting worse and the rest of the guys are asking(1/2)

(2/2) if he’s okay or if he’s sleeping alright and he brushes them off until Geoff starts getting the messages every once in a while (bc he’s the one who lives closest to Ryan) and he goes outside his house and can’t???? Find a monster???? so he brushes it off like “eh it’s probably a glitch” and when he gets back to his bed it’s fine and he can sleep. It slowly becomes more common and it starts affecting the rest of the City and they all end up going on a hunt and killing all the mobs and

3/2) lighting up the nearest hundred block radius from Achievement City and of course they can’t understand how /something/ is still affecting them???? So they head down to “Last Man Standing” and when they get close to the several Nether Portals they start hearing and Enderman and Ryan’s face is glitching out but they don’t realize util they turn around and his eye if slowing purple and his mouth is ripped open /much farther than humanly possible/ and /oh my god Ryan why didn’t you tell us/

(4/2 this may have gotten out of hand oop) and Ryan can’t get any normal words out as his body is glitching and the only sounds coming out of him are the unworldly screech of an Enderman before he teleports away and leaves purple mist in his wake. (done i swear)

holy shit

i really like that idea of the eye being a ‘monster’ yo

all the ashes in my wake

@qqueenofhades and I were laughing earlier about 1x11 and there was silliness around whether these two shared a room (since it’s implied they were there for more than one day) and then it got angsty and well…I regret my garbage choices. Although probably not nearly as much as Actual Trashlord Garcia Flynn regrets his. Read on ao3 here

Grief is a funny thing.

People say it happens in stages—denial, anger, bargaining, etcetera. They don’t mention that it also comes in waves, that you don’t always know when you’ll be swept off your feet again, dragged into the undertow. They don’t mention that sometimes the acceptance, the moving on, can hurt almost as much as the loss itself.

The World’s Fair, 1893

Flynn closes the door to the small hotel room and leans back against it, pocketing the key. Lucy stands by the far wall, her back to him, as far away as the space will allow.

She’s angry with him. That’s fine. He’s not exactly pleased with her either.

It could have been over. I could have ended this. I could have saved them.

He ignores the voice of reason that echoes Lucy’s words from earlier, whispering that it might not have worked, that he would have damned himself even worse than he already has for nothing.

He also ignores the small flicker of relief that he doesn’t have the weight of a child’s death on his conscience.

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brobdingnagian by you_idjits

Rating:  General Audience

Word Count: 1,200

Summary: Cas drives himself to the emergency room.
It’s not so bad, really. A busted lip, a black eye. Broken wrist, maybe. He’s had worse dates.Or, the one where Dean and Cas meet as strangers in the ER. Maybe they have more in common than a tendency to get in bar fights.


Gif source:  Eliot

Imagine tending to Eliot after a particularly hard fight and needing to help him wash off in the shower/tub.

——— Request for anon ———

Eliot hisses in pain as you dab the rag against a bruise covering his shoulder blade, prompting you to quickly apologize, “Sorry!”

“I’ve had worse,” he admits, urging you to continue your aid in helping him get cleaned up after the fight he’d been through. Most of the blood had been washed off by now, but there were still certain stubborn dried spots of blood that required a little elbow grease to get out. Problem was, you were reluctant to put pressure for the reason of possibly hurting him further. Eliot must have seen your hesitancy, because he gives you a trusting look and nods at your questioning stare, silently giving you permission to press a little harder.

“I’ll be as gentle as possible,” you promise.

at one point, randy makes his raider group put on a play for him, it is horribly embarrassing. you can imagine a bunch of raiders have better things to do, but if it makes the boss happy, they’ll don on whatever makeshift costume (dirty old dresses, bed sheets, and pillow cases) & read their lines from a script in monotone, insecure, & often confused voices, stumbling upon their words, with the occasional awkward pause. 

at least one or two people actually try to take the play seriously, including one who overdramatically dies at their ‘death scene’, taking exactly fifteen minutes to die to fill the air with them crying & screaming at the top of their lungs. 

needless to say, randy is very entertained. 

The Crush~ Part 13

Part one Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part 8Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12

You rubbed your forehead as you sighed heavily, The twins had kept slowly making dares for you and Zen and he seemed to have no problem complying making it even worse. He had told you he wanted you to stay a secret but he was practically throwing it in their faces at this point. Saeran and Saeyoung’s  sights landed on you again after Zen, as always, took a dare.

“Zen,” Saeyoung’s lips curled into a devil’s smile, “I dare you to take MC in a closet and play Seven Minutes In Heaven!” Your jaw dropped and you started praying for Zen to decline. Instead, he pushed himself to his feet.

“Alright. Come on MC,” You gaped at him not moving, “Are you coming or do I have to carry you?” He raised an eyebrow but you shook your head and stood up. He grabbed your hand and pulled you towards the other closet on the other side of the room. Once inside you let out a sigh.

“Zen, aren’t we supposed to keep things a secret?” You ask as you fold your arms.

“Well, you see I talked to my dad and apparently he approves of us,” Zen smiles.

 “What why did he say no then?” You try your best to keep your voice low.

“I don’t know I guess he wasn’t thinking straight at the moment.: Zen meets your eyes.

“S-So everything is okay” You stammer.

“Of course nothing can stop us,” You nod and he smiles at you again. Suddenly he grabs you at the waist and pulls you forward before kissing you. It was playful and teasing as he acted like going further before pulling away.

“W-Wait I thought we just came in here to talk-“ Your voice was cut off by the dark look he had on his face. He smirked and leaned his head to the side slightly. He leaned closer and you backed up on instinct, bumping into the wall.

“Did you really think I just came in to talk with you, MC?” Your heart was going crazy and you felt the blood rushing to your face,

“I, uh, well…” You stammer weakly and Zen chuckles.

“You’re fun to mess with MC, but seriously, I got granted seven minutes alone with you and you think I’m gonna waste an opportunity like this?” You stare at him with wide eyes.

“Well…j-just kiss me then!” You utter hotly under your breath.

“What was that? I didn’t quite hear you,” Zen teased. You scowl at him and he grabs your wrists and leans down to press his lips against yours. You pushed yourself onto your tiptoes and pressed back. He grinned into the kiss and pulled back soon after for air.

“I could kiss you all day,” He mutters sexily, “And do some other things too”



**Outside the closet door**

“Do you think they’ve kissed yet” Saeyoung holds onto his brother’s arm.

“I’m sure they’ve been kissing for the past five minutes” Saeran whispers.

“It’s been seven minutes lets go tell them its time,” Jumin says standing up.

“Don’t interrupt them…you don’t know what could be happening in there” Jaehee chirps and they all stare, “Oh come on don’t look at me like that its Zen and MC…alone…in a closet…probably getting hot and steamy” They all nod in unison…..


“Oh come on we can’t watch a horror movie, guys, please no!” You beg and turn to Zen who’s grinning darkly along with the others.

“M-MC maybe we should just let them” Yoosung mumbles and sits down with his arms crossed and watches them put the movie in.

You sit with your head in between your knees, nervously glancing at the screen waiting for the impending jump-scares. One comes and you squeak and pull your legs closer to your body. You hear Zen sigh from behind you and put his hands beneath your arms before lifting you into his lap. You listened to the creepy noises and hid your face into Zen’s shirt. He kissed your temple and held your hand that wasn’t clutching him. You peeked out to watch some parts but when the bad parts rolled around you hid your face again.

“Hey MC, come on, let me grab a blanket,” You heard Zen whisper. You looked around and realized everyone had ended up falling asleep, somehow Yoosung was curled into Saerans arms and they were cuddling together for warmth. You sat up and Zen dug around in his bag and grabbed a pillow and blanket. He rested his back on his pillow and you laid beside him and he held you to him before throwing a blanket over the two of you.

You swear you heard him whisper, “I hope you know I’ve always love you too”……


Just in case there are still people out there who don’t believe we Germans have some kind of humour.

So if you want some second hand embarrassment or just have a bad day - this video is always good for a laugh!