hey someone's gonna see this somewhere

what i want in a sinnoh remake: a very long list of unreasonable demands

- diamond and pearl opening- bring back being attacked by starly. c’mon. that as a fully animated cutscene would be a lot more impactful than platinum’s opening

- and while we’re at lake verity, throw in a mesprit sighting. links the player into the overarching plot much earlier on; when did we first hear about the lake spirits in the originals? celestic town? i cant remember it’s been too long

- speaking of surfing, for the love of Arceus please make surfing faster and reduce the encounter rate for water (and caves while we’re at it- mt. coronet without repels is more of a hell than the distortion world could ever hope to be)

- bidoof is every ride pokemon. need to fly somewhere? tie it to a drifblim. surf? tape it to a floatzel. fight me.

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Montgomery x Reader Imagine (Part 7/?)

IMPORTANT NOTE: Can I just say that I always get sooo excited when someone comments on my imagines and I always want to reply and give you all hugs and say thank you but I don’t do it because I when I comment name of my other blog shows up so that would be weird and confusing lol
But yeah I see EVERYTHING and want to thank you a million times ❤
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    PART 5     PART 6


action moves like a month of so forward, somewhere around halloween

“You’re going to the Friday’s party, right?”, Jessica asked when we were warming up before dance on basketball game.

“Umm, not sure yet”, I smiled faintly.

“Excuse me? Y/N Y/L/N can’t not come for halloween party!”, Monty and Bryce were walking by us and clearly overheard.

“I’ll try my best to make it to the party, but I’m doing trick or treat with my cousin and definitely can’t cancel that”.

“You can bring you cousin to the party, the more girls the better”, Bryce sent me his probablly most disgusting smile.

“She’s six, you vein fuck”.

“Well, you can come after you will be done. Come on”, Sheri begged.

“I’ll try my best”, I repeated.

Two days later I was walking around the city with my cousin, she dressed as Joker, me as Harley Quinn and I wasn’t too amused about that, because half of the girls were dressed like Harley, but Trixie* is way too stubborn to fight with her about that. And it was actually cute how surprised she was everytime we passed someone dressed as Harley.

“Have you seen it?”, she whispered. “She was dreesed just like you!”

“I know!”, I made shocked face everytime. “But she doesn’t have this cool baseball bat“.

My dad said I can’t go around dressed like that without anything for selfdefence, so I borrowed Jeff’s bat.
I was walking around, joking with this little six-years-old nugget and didn’t even realised we went to Monty’s house until he opened the door.

“Hi, Monty”, I smiled when he opened the door.

“Trick of treat!”, Trixie shouted.

“Well, treat! You don’t mess with Joker, am I right? And who is your pretty friend?”, he smiled at me.

“It’s Harley. But just for today, normally she’s Y/N and she doesn’t dress like a hooker”, she said seriously.

“Trixie!”, I softly jerked her hand. “Where did you hear that word?”

“In tv”, she shrugged like it was nothing.

“You know, you probably shouldn’t use that word”, Monty crouched in front of Trixie and threw some candies into the basket. “Your mum might get really upset if she heard you say it”.

“Okay, I won’t.”

I was actually surprised how good Monty was with little child, because no one would expect that from typical jock and number one bully in school.

“You’re not at the party?”, I asked.

“I’m leaving soon”, he said as he was standing up. “Are you gonna show up?”

“Yeah, I think I’ll come after I’m finished. Oh come on”, I looked into Trixie’s basket. “You can do better than that, de la Cruz”.

He grinned at me and threw more candies into basket.

“Thanks! Cool!”, Trixie said excited.

“You’ll get some at the party”, he said quietly.

“Will it be trick or treat?”, I asked and bit my lower lip.

“You’ll see”.

Trixie jerked my hand. “Is that your boyfriend?”, she whispered but loud enough for Monty to hear.

“No sweetie, he’s not my boyfriend, just my friend, Monty”, I felt I started blushing.

“Okay”, she nodded her head.

“We’re gotta go, a lot of candies to get”, I smiled. “See you later. Trixie, say bye”

“Bye, Monty!”, she waved at him.

“Bye, girls”, he smiled. “Y/N, you look good when you’re blushing”, he said when we walked a little bit. I didn’t say anything, just shook me head and smile.

Three hours later I finally got to the party, went straight to the kitchen and made myself a drink.

“Where did you lost your Joker?”, Montgomery showed up next to me.

“This party wouldn’t handle Joker”, I laughed.

“You know, as much as I would like to take you upstairs or somewhere right, you should probably look for Jess. I think she and Justin had a fight”.

“Shit”, I rolled my eyes. “Thanks”, I smiled at him and took my drink.

I started looking for Jessica, but instead I spotted Justin talking to Zach, pointing at one place, and that was were I found Jess and Sheri.

“Okay, straight to the point, what happened?”, I asked.

“He’s just… ugh… I’m so tired of him!”, she shouted and drank her drink at once.

I sighed, grabbed her armed and made her follow my steps and we went to the Justin.

“What happened to you two?”, I asked Justin.

“She’s fucking psycho!”

“Can’t you just do one thing I ask you for?!”, Jessica screamed.

“Okay, I’m out”, Zach raised his hands and walked away.

“What did he do or didn’t do?”.

“I’m Nancy, he was supposed to be Sid”.

“I am Sid!”, he defended himself.

“Are you serious? Do you even have internet to check things?”

“Both of you shut up!”, I covered their mouths with my hands. “Okay, Justin you could have done a little bit better. But Jess, when you two stand next to each other no one has a doubt who you are. Sind and Nancy. Nancy and Sid”, I smiled.

“Really?”, she asked.

“Yeah”, I nodded my head. “Now, kiss”, I looked at Justin, who still looked pissed. “Oh come on, you can’t be mad at her for too long, we all know that”

He finally grinned and gave Jess a hug.

“Yay, Y/N, the peacemaker!”, Jeff came up to us and high fived me.

“Okay, Y/N, don’t freak out”, Sheri said with a tone that actually made me wanna freak out. “Don’t look but on your two o’clock is…”

Of course I looked before she even finished the sentence. “Oh, fuck”, I quickly turned my face.

“What? Who is that?”, Jess asked.

“My fucking scumbag exboyfriend, Sean”, my jaw instantly clenched. “Why is he even here? He already graduated, he wasn’t even in Liberty High”

“I think he came with Bryce’s cousin”, Sheri said.

“Fuck”, I tok a huge sip of my drink.

“Monty!”, Jess waved at de la Cruz. “Put your arm around Y/N”.

“What?”, me and Monty asked at the same time.

“He wraps his arm around you, it looks like you’re together and this Sean or whatever his name is won’t come anywhere near you”.

Her plan was pretty good, I had to admit.

“Put you fucking arm around me, Montgomery”, I said through my clenched teeth and so he did.

“He’s here?”, he asked shocked. “We all warned you, when you started dating him. First of all, you were freshman, he was senior, second of all he wasn’t even in Liberty…”

“And he was in our opponent’s basketball team”, Justin added.

“Oh, stop with the fucking basketball team, like it’s the most important part of the story”, I rolled my eyes.

“Okay, but what’s the story?”, Jessica asked, she didn’t know anything, because she wasn’t at Liberty High when everything happened.

“He banged her and she never heard of him again”, Justin said.

“We were official”, I said with sharp tone. “But yeah, he broke up with me right after we… you know”, I finished my drink with one sip.

“Okay, I’ll bring you another, cause I see you need one”, Monty took my empty cup.

“Thanks, lots of vodka, please”.

“I’ll kick his ass”, Jeff said very pissed, and Jeff is not a person who get pissed easily.

“Me too”, Foley added.

“No one’s gonna kick anybody’s ass, go outside, play some beerpong, we’re not making any scene”, I pushed to te backyard and stayed with Sheri.

“Hey, it’s gonna be okay”, she tried to cheer me up. “Monty might be, well, Monty, but he’s always there if someone needs him, and Sean can’t be that dumb, to come up to you when you have Montgomery by your side”.

“You’re probably right”, I sent her faint smile and turned around just to see that Sean was already right in front of me.

“Well hello, Y/N. You’re looking even better than when I last saw you, if that’s even possible”, he looked at me up and down.

“Yeah, that’s cool but I got somewhere to be”, I tried to walked next to him, but he took a step to the left and got in my way.

“Come on, don’t run away, we can sit somewhere and go down the memory lane, you know, good, old times”, he stroked my cheek.

“First of all, don’t touch me”, I flinched. “Second of all, there are no good, old times, leave me alone”.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Justin and Jessica coming to us, Jess tried to calm him down.

“Oh, come on, babe”, Sean rolled his eyes.

“She’s not your babe”, suddenly Monty stood next me and I felt like I started breathing again, even though I didn’t realised I had held my breath.

“Is she yours?”.

“She asked you to leave her alone”, Monty took a step towards Sean, so now he was separating him from me.

“Or what?”

“You really wanna see?”, I spotted Montgomery clenched his fists.

“You wanna do it outside?”

“Okay, okay”, I stepped between the two of them. “No one is gonna do anything outside, we’re not making scene”, I spotted Jessica holding Justin arm and Zach whispering something to Jeff. I also noticed music stopped playing, so now everybody’s eyes were on us.

“Oh, I see”, Sean chuckled. “Your whole protect committee is here. Jeff, Justin, Sheri… Everyone who comfort little, poor Y/N after her terrible boyfriend broke up with her”.

Monty got pissed and tried to took another step forward, but I stopped him.

“Monty, don’t”, I whispered. “Okay, Sean, it’s enough”.

I almost made Monty turn around and leave the room, but Sean just wouldn’t stop.

“Maybe if you weren’t so fucking boring in bed I wouldn’t break up with you after I fucked you two times”.

Justin got out of Jessica’s grip and this time I literally had to pushed Montgomery to stop him, only Zach could keep Jeff in place.

“Justin, don’t!”, I shouted and he stopped walking.

I turned to face Sean.

“The right word is “bored” not “boring””, I said calmly. “I was bored in bed. And maybe I wouldn’t be so fucking bored if there was anything to be excited about”, I took a glance at his crotch, making hints about size of his member worked on every guy if you wanted to shut him up. I turned back to Monty.

“Dumb slut”, I heard behind me.

Monty clenched again, his eyes were dark with rage.

“Montgomery, don’t”, I said softly and put my hands on his chest.. “Just drop it.”

“You let him talk to you like that?”, he whispered.

I smiled at him. What he didn’t noticed was that I was boiling inside. And that my hand was clenched in fist. I turned around and punched Sean right in the nose. Everybody’s jaws dropped. He put his hand on his face and when he took it away, still in shock, I punched him again.

“I don’t want to see you ever again!”, I shouted. “You hear me? Ever again!”, once I let my anger get out of me I just couldn’t stop and kicked him in the anckle. “Fucking scumbag!”

“Okay, that’s enough”, Monty grabbed me in my waist, pulled me up and carried me outside. 

“Put me down, I’ll fucking kill him. Montomery, put me down!”, I tried to punch him in his ribs with my elbow.

“Yeah, I’ll handle it”, he said quietly to someone, probably Jeff, cause we just went past him.

We left the house, Monty closed door with a kick and continued carrying me.

“Fuck you, Montgomery”, I shouted.

When we were far from people, he finally put me down, turned me, so I was standing face to face with him and he put his hands on my shoulders.

“Calm down”.

“Don’t tell me to calm down! Why you can get angry and beat the shit out of people, and I can’t?”, I looked at him

“Because you‘re better than that!”, he shouted and that stopped me for a moment. “You’re better than that”, he said calmly. “You’re better than me”.

He saw I was calmer, so he took his hands off my shoulders.

“You okay?”, he asked concerned.

“Yeah… I’m sorry… I acted like a fucking psycho”.

“Hey, hey, don’t apologize for it, the guy is a dick”.

“Did this punch at least looked good or was it that funny, pathetic show that girls always do when they hit someone with their funny little fists?”, I asked.

“Well, even though your fists are funnily small, the punch was actually impressive”, he nodded his head. “Not pathetic. At least until you kicked his anckle,then you started acting like a girl.”

“Whatever”, I rolled my eyes and realised my hand actually hurt a little bit, Monty spotted grin on my face.

“I’ll get you some ice”, he offered.

“No, just”, I touched his arm. “Let’s just… Don’t go inside for a few minutes”.

“What about your hand?”, he asked concerned. “It hurts and it’ll be worse, trust me”.

“It’s okay…”, I mumbled. I looked up because I heard door opening and saw Jeff, who carried a bag of ice. “Thank you, Atkins”, I smiled.

“We can murder him if you want, you know?”, he said.

“Nobody’s gonna murder anyone”, I rolled my eyes.

Door opened again and Zach, Justin, Sheri, Jessica and Bryce walked out.

“What the hell, dudes?”, Walker asked. “Y/N, you’re at a party fifteen minutes and you start a fight?”

“Oh God, you’re so stupid”, I sighed. “You should really pay more attention to who’s coming to your party, Bryce.”

“He’s my cousin’s friend from college and you’re acting like crazy bitch.”

“Have you even been there?!”, I asked loudly.

“Leave her alone, Bryce”, Monty said.

“Actually you know, Bryce, you and Sean would be great best friends as you both treat girls like trash”, I added.

Walker didn’t answear anything, just looked at me for a moment.

“Keep an eye on your chick, Monty”, he said finally.

“First of all, I’m not his chick, and what was that even supposed to mean?”, I asked.

“Just saying”, he shrugged and went back home.

“Fuck you, Bryce”, I shouted to him. “Did he just threatened me?”

“Come on, he’s just talking crap”, Justin said.

“No, Justin, he literally said to Monty to keep his eye on me”.

“For now, let’s focus on you keeping ice on your hand”, Montgomery took the bag of ice I hold in my left hand and put it on the right one.

“He threatened me, you all heard it”, I pointed at all of my friends.

“Let’s just all stay together for the rest of the night, alright?”, Jess proposed. “This party has gotten really fucking weird.”

And so we did, Monty really felt into this whole “put your fucking arm around me” thing, cause whenever Sean was seen closer than on the opposite end of the party, Monty’s hand automatically went on me. And when his arm wasn’t around me, he was in the kitchen making me a drink, to make sure my cup isn’t empty.

One thing led to another and after few drinks I was very, very buzzed and that makes me very touchy so as soon as right moment came I dragged Monty into first empty room and locked the door.

“Mont, do you know what time is it?”, I asked. “It’s a hook up time”, I answered my own question before he even opened his mouth , brought him closer by his neck and kissed.

At first he was a little shocked, what kind of surprised my drunk mind, it’s not like it’s the first time we were doing it, then he got into kissing for a moment, but when he realized I was slowly moving us towards bed, he moved away.

“What’s wrong?”, I asked.

“Babe, you’re wasted”, he said.

“So? If you don’t remember I also was drunk the first time we had sex”.

“You weren’t that drunk”, he crossed his arms.

“Like you care”, I snorted.

“Maybe you should take a nap”, he offered.

“I don’t want a nap, I want you to fuck me”, I said and put my arms around his neck. “Daddy?”

At this point he almost cracked, I could tell when he bit his lower lip and close his eyes.

“I don’t take advantage of drunk girls”, he said with his eyes still closed.

“Oooh, daddy has some morals?”, my thumb went up and down on the back of his neck.

He sighed, put his hands on my hips, kissed me and started moving us towards bed.

He laid me on bed  and the moment my head touched the pillow I felt how soft and comfy it was and how tired I actually was and that I couldn’t even bother to move my lips.

“Are you tired?”, Monty asked softly.

I nodded my head.

I closed my eyes, he moved me so I was laying on side and not on my back and covered me with a blanket.

“Take a nap”, he whispered and left the room.

It felt like a minute passed when someone kneeled next to bed.

“Hey, you’re okay?”, Monty asked.

“God, you left like a minute ago, let me nap”, I mumbled and covered my head with blanket.

Montgomery giggled. “Y/N, you slept for an hour”.

“What?!”, I quickly sat on bed.  

“It’s okay”, he smiled. “Here, I got you some water”.

“Thanks”, I took a glass from him and drank it all at once. “God, I feel like shit after that nap, why did you let me nap?”, I moaned.

“Because you were wasted”.

“I wasn’t that drunk. A little buzzed, but not wasted”, I rolled my eyes.

“I called you babe and you didn’t reply with your ‘I’m not your babe’”.

“Maybe I was trying to be nice?”

Montgomery didn’t answer, just bit his lips trying not to laugh.

“What? What did I do?”, I asked. “Monty, tell me”, I punched his arm.

“You called me daddy”, he said finally.

“No, I didn’t”, I said disgusted.

He nodded his head.

“Oh my God”, I laid back and again covered my face with blanket in embarrassment. “You know it wasn’t me talking? I was wasted”.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought”, he laughed. “You want more water?”

“No, I’m good. Thank you, Monty”, I smiled.

“You’re welcome”.


*Trixie - named after Trixie from show “Lucifer” on FOX, if you haven’t watch it, I hardly recommend it, very good shit and Trixie is my favourite.

Oh, sorry this one was mostly dialogues, but I kinda struggle with describing and that kinda stuff because english is not my first language (I really have to stop using it as an excuse for everything)

anonymous asked:

I was wondering if you could write a Jay Halstead imagine where the reader works at Med and he was down there working a case or something and Will sees him looking at the reader for a bit too long and Jay admits he has feelings for her. Or along those lines please.

Okay I love this idea :)

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Once again, the ER was in total and utter pandemonium. Which honestly has never been surprising. However this time, a cop was shot. And so were the two alleged shooters.

So now the ER was backed up with cops, everything was in chaos. Oh and the fact that the ER was already backed up with patients before the cop and shooters arrived did not help.

Choi (who generally took charge in times like these) and Jeff were immediately given one of the shooters, while you were given the other. which left Rhodes to handle the cop. That was all find and well, however now the ER was in utter chaos.

Your patient had a bullet wound in his shoulder and one further down his arm, none of which were life threatening and honestly he could last long enough for you to get the ER back into the lower level chaos it usually operates in.

“EVERYBODY QUIET,” you shouted and to your surprise you found everyone had indeed stopped what they were doing and began to listen to you, “Right now this is what we’re gonna do. Dr Halstead and Dr Manning are going to run triage. They check the patients and see if they need immediate medical attention or not. Nurses will help evaluate as well. Any friends and family, go the waiting room for hourly updates. And any cops who are going to be questioning, stand over there by the nurses station and wait until we call you. Is that understood?”

Everyone nodded and you finally made your way to your patient, “Okay. What we got?”

You went off to work on your patient. While unbeknown to you, a certain detective was sending heart eyes your way.

“Well someone’s in love,” Will said playfully to him.

“What? Y/N? Never,” Jay responded, his voice going an octave higher as he said so.

“Come on Jay,” Will said, leaning against the nurses station, “you’re my little bro. Tell me about the girl. Maybe I’ve got some advice for ya.”

Jay laughed, “Says the one who can’t get the girl either.”

“Oh so there is a girl?”

“Urgh fine ya got me,” Jay said. He meant it jokingly, but his eyes were serious.

“Come on Jay,” Will said, “stop pretending and tell me.”

“Ok fine,” he said, “it’s Y/N. It’s always been Y/N. there’s just something about her. About the way she walks. The way she talks. The way she just takes control of a situation and makes it better. She’s amazing and she’s never gonna see the same in me.”

Will laughed, “Turn around Jay.”

“Hey Jay,” you whispered, having just heard the entire conversation.

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I’m wondering if I should make a part two…
Eh. If someone requests it I will :)

So feel free to request anything else as well :) either a prompt or just an imagine. I write for the Chicago Series, all D.C. tv shows as well as a bunch of bands and book series (full list somewhere on my page).

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First Kiss

Request: Hello! Could I please get a Peter x reader, where the reader got super strength, vision, and hearing as a baby, and Tony adopts her as his own because she was left alone (reader than is raised with sass and intelligence)? And so instead of Tony going and getting Peter, the reader gets him, and they end up nerding out about Peters tech but then Peter and reader end of kissing but Tony gets suspicious as he’s waiting in the car and ends up… yah know, walking in on his own daughters first kiss?

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: Language.

Word count: 1,393

A/N: Wow two Peter imagines in a row. I’m sorry I just have Peter feels. Anyway, this request was freaking awesome, so thanks for that. I’m hoping it doesn’t seem too rushed, but I just wanted to post it before I went to bed, since I’ll be busy tomorrow morning.

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First Kiss

Tony Stark walked aimlessly through the empty streets of Manhattan as he tried to clear his mind. The young millionaire found that doing this always helped him come back with new ideas when he was stuck on one of his big inventions, which was just the case tonight.

Tony was pulled out of his reverie as he heard the cries of what seemed to be a newborn child a block away. It was very faint, but he still managed to pick up the sound.

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  • David: There you go. Hey, I wish I was a bit more like that. Just going where the mood takes me. I have to plan everything. Even wash my kecks a month in advance! (walks off)
  • Aaron: Gonna get someone in to help you with it all?
  • Adam: Forget about it. You're going to see your mum for a couple of weeks, not joining the army. My turn next though. And it won't be Dublin. Somewhere tropical where the babes are irresistable.
  • Cain: They'll resist you. Going to see your mum?
  • Aaron: Yeah. Me and Robert are.
  • Adam: Leaves me to cope.
  • Aaron: Cheap deal.
  • Cain: Good for you. Listen, I can help out at the yard if you like.
  • Adam: What, you?
  • Aaron: It's fine. Pete's looking for some exra work, so...
  • Cain: Bit ungrateful. (leaves)
  • Aaron: Anyway, I'd better erm... better get back. Get packed.
  • Adam: Yeah. What time you leaving?
  • Aaron: This afternoon, so... I'll see you soon though, yeah?
  • Adam: Yeah. (Aaron hugs him and leaves)

hrtnsolofytube  asked:

Lmao k anon I dont think anyone cares about my age >.> people can joke about being married without being the closest of friends?? Am I supposed to be sh00k? I mean, its kind of rude to go out telling someone else's age without permission?? >~>

Hey sorry, I actually thought you wrote you age in the bio or somewhere and I didn’t see it. I’m gonna delete the previous ask since they shared information you don’t have already where everyone can see it.
BTW don’t get mad, it’s okay. Maybe they where just confused about my relationship with friendship and age gap, or maybe they’re just protective about you. It’s not the first time someone comes to me because I called someone wife/husband, so maybe they have a soft spot for you lol

When you least expect it - Part 9: Just one wish

Characters (AU: first names are as in the show renaming a few last names to fit my story): Reader (Y/N Mills), Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Jessica Moore, Castiel Harvelle Singer, John Winchester, Mary Winchester, Hannah Singer, Claire Singer, Ben Braeden, Bobby Singer, Ellen Harvelle Singer, Charlie Mills, Jody Mills,

Pairings: Reader/Dean, 

Warnings: First of all so sorry! Please don’t hate me!! These warnings contain spoilers but there are some serious trickers so I suggest you read them still: Car crash, Loss of child, depression, suicidal thoughts, 

Wordcount: 3700ish

A/N: This is my newest series. It is a Mechanic!Dean AU and it is mostly written from the readers POV but it will have a few from Dean’s as well. It is an emotional rollercoaster so consider yourselves warned. It will have smut, fluff and angst. It will get pretty dark at some point too.

This chapter: So we got to the pretty dark part! Just bare in mind there are about 10 parts left still!

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Y/N’s POV

The truck seemed to come out of nowhere. You didn’t register much after seeing it’s headlights right by your window. You didn’t feel it crushing into you. You just heard the noise. The loud noise of metal being ripped to pieces. You were in and out after that. You registered a man running up to you. Screaming he was sorry and asking if you were okay. You didn’t answer. All you felt was your baby and how it had stopped moving. You were crying asking him to help your baby and screaming for Dean. Then it all went black and the next thing you heard was John’s voice yelling at the EMTs, “she’s pregnant!! You gotta get her out of there. I can help! I have been at crash sides before!!” You heard the EMTs fight to keep him back and you finally found the strength to call out his name. You heard some scuffling and then John appeared by your side kneeling down beside you, “hey sweetheart. Just relax. We’ll get you out of there I promise.”

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Ochlophobia

Request: “I think I’m gonna pass out” with Ashton
Summary: you’re afraid of crowds and Ashton helps you out at an awards ceremony 


Cameras flash everywhere as you make your way onto the red carpet, your hand gripping the arm of your date tightly. He’s probably regretting coming with you here, you figure, with how little you’ve talked and how your manicured nails are digging into his skin.

It’s just that you have ochlophobia – not the smartest thing as an actress – and the amount of people here is causing your anxiety to act up, despite the years of therapy and treatments. Breathing out slowly, you remind yourself that it’ll get better when you’re off the carpet, and that right now you just need to smile and wave.

You concentrate on your task and surprisingly manage to stay on top, until you can finally sit on your assigned seat with the rest of your cast. Being with your friends help and you chat with them a little while everyone gets into the room.

Finally the host enters and presents the band that’s going to open the ceremony. By then your date – a friend of a friend you’ve talked to a couple of times at parties – has disappeared. To be honest, you can’t blame him. 

You’ve only heard of the band by name, but the second they start, you’re transfixed. Not only is it a wonderful mix of powerful rock and compelling pop, but their stage presence is amazing. 

Your eyes are especially drawn to the drummer, his muscles on show as he gives his everything and more to each song. 

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anonymous asked:

Hey, just wanted to let you know that making fun of someone for having a small penis is considered transphobic. I am aware that this person is most likely a cis guy and trying to get a reaction from you but you could upset and alienate people who might see themselves as "limited" by biology.

Transphobic? You’re really gonna go there? It seems like nothing can really be said these days without it offending someone, somewhere. And that’s another subject all together, and I’m not about to go off into this with you. Look, I get where you’re coming from, but I wasn’t in ANYWAY directing it towards trans people nor would I want them to think I was, so let’s make that clear right here, right now. This CIS guy literally sent me a photo of his dick saying, “aren’t I small?” he wanted a reaction, and I gave it to him. If anything, he probably did that because he gets off on it. I’m not trying to alienate anyone. This was directed towards one guy , not a whole group of guys. I’d never say something like that to someone in the community who has “limited” biology. I said what I said because I was sent an unwanted photo from a dude who thinks it’s cool to flash himself at random people who don’t wanna see him naked. I’m sorry that I can’t come across polite and civil 24/7, but that’s just the way it is. But if it’s gonna be a problem, then please just block me.

- GDK

but then I found you (post-Sburb, rated T)

I just wrote this I don’t know why don’t look at me.

You find him at a party you didn’t even want to go to.

At some lost hour of the night you’re stumbling along through the thick, sticky press of bodies and wondering what the hell you’re doing here. It’s not that you don’t like hanging out or meeting new people, you totally do! You’re great at making friends and you’re pretty awesome at finding out what makes complete strangers laugh. Seeing a surprised laugh tumble past their lips is like a small victory and the best game is to find out how to make it happen. This right here, however, it’s just the stench of sweat and beer and smoke and weed and faces you’ve seen once or maybe twice blurring together. 

You want to go home, but you need to find Jade first. If you leave without telling her she’ll think you got kidnapped, freak out and strangle everyone who she thinks might’ve laid a finger on you. Which is one of the reasons you feel pretty safe surrounded by strangers, actually, even though you’re drunk and not entirely sure where you are anymore. Everybody thinks you’re Jade’s little brother (you’re not) and nobody’s willing to risk the world of hurt they’d be in for pissing her off. She once whacked someone unconscious with a lacrosse stick for picking on that dude who cruises around campus in a wheelchair (Tavris? Tarros? you can’t remember).

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Neighborhood Connections Part 3

A/N: Here’s the third part you guys. I’m happy this is getting such a good response. Hope you guys enjoy it as much as I loved writing it. I know this one is a little shorter but the next part should make up for it…hopefully. Thanks again to @chaos-and-the-calm67 for being my beta, I appreciate it.

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Butt Dials, Sad Cas, Unwanted Text Messages, Slight Cliffhanger, Angst?

Word Count: ~900

Part 1 | Part 2  | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7

Originally posted by mostly10


Dean checked his phone as he walked out of the shop. There was a message from the babysitter saying she needed to leave soon and was asking if he knew when he’d be back so she could tell her mom. He had just clocked out and was walking through the parking lot to his car, so it shouldn’t take him long to get home. He was about to reply when his phone rang interrupting him in the middle of his message. Cas’ name popped up making his stomach jump with excitement. This was Cas’ first time calling him since Dean gave him his number before he and Millie went back home after eating pie and hanging out.

“Hello?” Dean answered. Instead of a response, he heard Cas mumbling, and then a loud bang came through followed by a string of curses. “Uhm, hello? Cas, you there?” Dean asked with hesitance, but there was no reply. Before he hung up he heard Cas speak again, this time, a little clearer.

“-to unpack still and I’ve barely started. I need to find a job preferably before my car gets here next week, or at least fill out some more applications. I should call them. No. They don’t care about me. Well…maybe I should call and check on her. No! She left me. C’mon Cas get a grip. You came out here to start a new life. A life lived by your true self, don’t go back on that.” There was a long pause and Dean considered saying something until Cas started speaking again. “Hello?” Dean’s entire body froze. “Dean? Are you there?” Dean didn’t say anything, he didn’t breath, he didn’t even move. He didn’t want Cas to find out that he had been listening in on him. How would he explain that one?

“Hey, Cas I heard almost everything you said because you were worried which made me worry and want to hug you and tell you everything i like about your face.” Yeah, no, not happening. Maybe if he just put his phone in his pocket and actually got in his car Cas would hang up and think he hadn’t heard anything. Yeah, that’s what he would do. Dean locked his phone and slowly slid it in his back pocket. He was about to open his car door when Benny, his co-worker, yelled his name.

“Aye, Brother, we’re hitting a bar tonight, blow off some steam, you comin’?” Benny asked. Usually Dean would go out with the guys if they asked, but this time was different. There was somewhere he needed to be.

“Nah, I’m needed somewhere else, man. Don’t have too much fun without me, though. Be safe,” Dean called back.

“It won’t be as much fun without you, D. And I’m always safe,” Benny said with a knowing smirk.

“Yeah, whatever,” Dean chuckled.

“See ya later, Brother.”

“See ya, B” Dean turned back to his car, actually getting in this time, and finally left the parking lot. He checked his phone at the stoplight. Cas had hung up, but a text message icon was on his screen.

Lisa: Hey, Dean. I know it’s late, but I also know you just got off of work. I was just wondering if you could come over tonight, so we can talk about us. I miss you.

Dean’s eyes widened at the message from Lisa. It had been almost a month since they last spoke and it was not pretty. Why would she want to talk now after everything that happened? He sighed as he weighed his options. Should he call her? Did she actually miss him or was she just lonely? The light turned green and Dean slowly pushed his foot down on the gas pedal, throwing his phone down on the seat next to him. She could wait.


Cas sat on his couch, sulking over his life. He frowned when he realized what he was doing. He just moved into his new house, well not officially because nothing has been put away, started this new life and here he was, in this new life, thinking about his old one. If he was being honest, he was just running away from his old life. There was nothing else he could’ve done. This was his only option and he was standing by it…no matter how hard it is. He took his phone out of his back pocket only to find he had butt dialed Dean. His heart stopped. Had Dean heard him, and if he did, how much had he heard? He put the phone up to his ear, just listening.

“Hello,” he tried, “Dean? Are you there?” Nothing. Maybe he hadn’t heard him wallowing in his self-pity. Before he hung up he heard someone call Dean’s name. They asked if he wanted to go out. Dean declined saying he somewhere important he needed to be. Of course he did. He had Millie, or, maybe he was talking about someone else. Cas knew it wasn’t him, but a guy can dream can’t he. His thoughts were broken when his phone dinged. He hung up on Dean, going to his messages. When he checked his phone he almost stopped breathing when he saw who messaged him.

Unknown Number: Hey, Clarence. Heard you ran away. I’m gonna miss your services. We’ll see each other soon.

How in the hell? How had she gotten his number? What did she me by “We’ll see each other soon”? She was one the last people he wanted to see. He’d rather see Lucifer before he saw her.

Cas laid back for a minute, processing everything that had just happened. He stayed like that until there were four soft knocks on his door. Who could be knocking on his door this late at night? Cas got off of his couch with a groan and made his way to the door. He was shocked when he saw who stood on the other side of his door.

“W-what are you doing here?” Cas stuttered.

“I needed to see you.”


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anonymous asked:

please please please write a Hannah/Ashley oneshot please pleas please

So I came up with 1.505 words of #Hashley (?). SFW, SFF, totally winged it as some sort of one-off. Enjoy!

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The After Party

It’s a party.

It’s a wrap party, actually. It’s in fact her wrap party. She’s done it, after getting funds and getting a crew and writing scripts and acting them out with Lyle, and this is just fantastic. There’s a shot in her hand and she downs it before slamming it down onto the table and getting a new one thrust in her hand, only a different colour. It’s exhilarating.

It’s also hot as balls.

She’s not entirely sure where Lyle’s gone off to, or Evan, or that one guy with his glasses that she keeps seeing on set but has no idea who he actually is. Someone calls her name and she turns around in a daze, bumping into another one of her friends.

“Fuck, you’re wasted.” He grabs her by the shoulder, “You alright?”

“Fine, fine.” She shouts over the music, “Hey, have you seen Lyle?”

“Somewhere near the bar.” Brown eyes study her carefully, “You gonna be okay?”

“Brandon,” She sighs, patting his cheek gently, “I’ve never been fucking better.”

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