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Seven| Fade |Dunne

Title: Fade

Pairing; Past Trent Seven/Reader, Pete Dunne/Reader

Words; 2457

Summary; Now all I can do is say congratulations and fade into the background.

Warnings; Mildly NSFW. ANGST. Brief description of oral sex. Unhealthy coping methods. Minimal editing, because I will die like a boss. Drabble.

A/N; Captain of Team No Happy Endings here to fuck some shit up. Inspired by one too many 1990s power ballads. Drabble only, zero intentions of continuing past this.

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pphew! sorry for the late reply to these >.< i figured id just reply to all these in one post with some pics. Below are the watercolors i use and the the gold paints (keep in mind those pics i posted were like first attempts @_@ im still getting used to these…)

The water colors are Mjello Mission Gold Watercolors in the 34 tube set and the gold palette are the FineTec Artist Mica Watercolors in the Pearl set. 

Now I’ll state first– both these sets are kinda pricey. The FineTec palette (about $27) is so worth it though because it comes in different golds and one tube of gold gouache is usually like $9 each or more depending on the amount of mica, so def worth the price and variety.

Below: from lightest to darkest on ivory tinted paper [Silver, Moon Gold, Gold Pearl, Arabic Gold, Tibet Gold, & Inca Gold] they look SUPER outstanding on black paper as well!

my fav is the richest one, the Inca Gold.

They are super nice, but if you plan on getting them, they are super HARD palettes! It’ll take a lot of scrubbing to get them activated and to have that nice gouache-like thickness, so if you don’t want to ruin your nice brushes, I def recommend getting some Ox Gall. Adding a drop or two of this will get them activated in no time, and with a nice opaque thickness. (the brand I have below they dont sell anymore, but other brands still make it)

As for the water colors, ehhh i feel weird cuz those vegetas were like my first attempts with this brand. Ive always used the Sakura Koi 24 color set palette because theyre super nice and super cheap (like $20) and Ive had them for years. I only got these because I wanted higher-grade watercolors in tubes. But they are very expensive, but for good reasons: they have a lot of pigment, which makes them so vibrant and bright and theyre designed to be very close to natural colors, not to mention theyre so SMOOTH when painting and they’ll probs last me forEVER because you get so much color with very little water.

(opera is best color IMHO) here’s a color chart I made (that took FOREVER btw) to give you an idea how beautiful they are and how many nice colors they make

so yea! those are the paints I used for those particular pics. Course if you would like a nice, cheap watercolor recommendation that works pretty well, Sakura Koi’s are a fantastic substitute. …..SORRY IF THIS WAS LONG i just akdfhalkfhd i like talking about traditional media..lol. hope this was at least a little informative >.< if anyone has questions or wants some recommendations (while also saving some money) feel free to ask! I’ll help in any way i can with what i know, cuz despite posting mostly digital art, I am a traditional art supply FANATIC. 


It was Queen Yoo. My mother. She said so herself, that she would be serving Crown Prince Moo poisoned chrysanthemum tea.

nopancakehouses said: could you gif the conversation between wangso and wook right after the poisoning, and the conversation between lady oh and queen yoo before the hanging, pls!! 😁 i haven’t seen any just yet.

The entire summary of Zexal
  • Astral: *conveniently shows up* Hello I have no fucking idea whats going on and I don't even remember who I fucking am or what I'm doing here but I know how to card game so I'm gonna help you
  • Yuma: fuck no
  • Astral: Yuma do the thing
  • Yuma: I'm not gonna do the thing
  • Astral: Fine then don't do it
  • Astral: Numbers have my memories so help me find them
  • Yuma: Okay
  • Kaito: *flies in* My little brother is sick so I'm gonna take your fucking numbers now
  • Yuma and Astral: *transform into Zexal*
  • Kaito: well shit
  • Haruto: *blows shit up*
  • Black Mist: remember your mission, Astral
  • Astral: go away
  • Dr. Faker: Kaito, get those numbers to 'save' your brother and give them to me lol
  • Tron: Hold the fuck up, I need to get revenge on you so I'm gonna force my kids to do dirty work and I'm gonna torture children
  • Chris: Dad, your kinda fucked up
  • Tron: Dont care, imma absorb Haruto's life force and shit
  • Shark: I hate IV cuz he burned my sister, imma get revenge
  • Thomas: Omg no pls
  • Miheal: *murders Astral*
  • Yuma: nooooooo
  • Astral: *comes back* hello
  • Yuma: Tron be nice to your children
  • Tron: no
  • Tron: okay *lets go and falls into depths*
  • Dr.Faker: *kidnaps Yuma and Astral*
  • Shark and Kotori: We've got to save Yuma
  • Kaito: I want to save my little brother but I guess I can come along with you guys and help Yuma too
  • Astral: Yuma be free *throws yuma out*
  • Dr.Faker: Wait guys, no I love my kids. I just sacrificed the lives of my two best friends to save my youngest son from dying, I made a deal with a Bairan to save his life and now I gotta kill the Astral world or he'll get Haruto
  • Astral: wat
  • Vector: *shows up* hello!
  • Yuma: fuck off
  • Vector: okay
  • Yuma: well, everythings good now
  • Shark: Shit guys, the Barian's are invading and my sister is having some weird psychic power overload
  • Yuma: well thats not suspicious at all
  • Gilag: ayyy time to posses people
  • Rei: hello Yuma I'm super uber obsessed with you and I love you so much lets spend all our time together *fucks shit up*
  • Yuma: god dammit Shingetsu
  • Rei: oopsies
  • Astral: Shingetsu kinda fucks shit up a lot, I dont like him
  • Yuma: fuck you Astral
  • Alit: ayyyyyy Gilag wtf are you doing, don't fall in love on a mission *falls in love* *salsa music*
  • Alit: omg Yuma im rly gay for you. Let's be rivals
  • Yuma: okay
  • Alit: *gets beaten unconscious*
  • Gilag: Rei fucking did it. Im gonna get revenge
  • Yuma: okay Rei, I'll protect you
  • Rei: *fucks shit up*
  • Astral: *faints*
  • Rei: surprise I'm actually a space policeman
  • Yuma: sounds legit
  • Black Mist: Astral, let me out and I'll help you
  • Astral: no
  • Black Mist: pls
  • Astral: okay
  • Rei: omg Yuma help me I'm getting kidnapped!
  • Yuma: we've gotta save Shingetsu
  • Astral: *drives spaceship into Kaito's house* come on kids lets go
  • Yuma: oh shit, I let him give me a Barian card
  • Astral: how dare you *goes insane*
  • Yuma: *Pushes Astral out a window* *becomes Zexal II*
  • Vector: well shit
  • Don Thousand: *awakens* hello I am the god of the Barian world
  • Astral: turns out Barians were humans that were killed violently then transformed into devilish aliens
  • Vector: Black Mist team up with me
  • Black Mist: *sexual pose* Okay
  • Black Mist: *stabs Astral*
  • Astral: *fucking blows him up*
  • Yuma: Astral don't die!
  • Astral: I'm sorry Yuma, take care of the numbers
  • Yuma: *depressed for 1000 episodes*
  • Mihael: Surprise! We're good guys now. Also I heard Astral died, it wasn't me this time btw
  • Kotori: we made a grave for Astral
  • Yuma: ...yay
  • Kaito: Me and Chris made a portal, we'll send you to Astral world
  • Yuma: *goes to Astral world*
  • Ena: hello, pls help us
  • Eliphas: go the fuck away
  • Yuma: not without Astral
  • Eliphas: I'm going to wipe astral's memory of you and reprogram him with his mission
  • Yuma: fuck no *saves Astral and hugs him*
  • Eliphas: maybe you aren't bad after all, now go off and save us from the Barian world
  • Yuma: Hey we're back!
  • Kaito: *unconscious*
  • Yuma: oh...
  • Heartland: HEY FUCKERS, IM NOT DEAD *gets burned alive*
  • Shark: guess what I'm a Barian now
  • Yuma: *faints*
  • Everyone: *dies*
  • Yuma: Everyone died because of me! *crying*
  • Vector: *kills his own fucking partners*
  • Kaito: *dies on the moon*
  • Mizeal: This isn't what I wanted
  • Yuma and Astral: *transform into Zexal III*
  • Don Thousand: well shit *absorbs Vector*
  • Kaito: *appears as a mystical dragon*
  • Zexal, Shark, and Kaito: *kill Don thousand*
  • Shark: fight me now
  • Yuma: no
  • Shark: *dies* goodbye Yuma
  • Everyone: *comes back to life*
  • Astral: Well Yuma, goodbye. Never stop smiling
  • Yuma: goodbye Astral!
  • The end

I accidentally called your number while drunk asking for a ride and you actually came au

A/N: This came out way longer than I expected…but I hope you enjoy!

Castiel was going to kill his older brother, he’s decided.

He’ll survive in jail. He had already thought about the consequences. And sure, with how handsome and reserved he was, the chances of him becoming bait preyed upon by fellow and experienced inmates the second the cell door was shut behind him were pretty damn high. But it would all be worth the satisfaction of him actually murdering his obnoxious, careless brother. So, yeah, Gabriel was dead meat…that is, if he could ever find him.

“You okay, son? You look like a lost puppy in the middle of a thunderstorm.” Ellen. That was her name, Cas read it on the name badge she had plastered right above her right breast. She wore an old shirt, faded red, with the logo “Bobby’s Bar.” wrinkled across it. It took a moment for Cas to realize he had better look up at her face before the woman started to think he was a creep.

“Gabriel.” Castiel coughed and waited a few seconds for her to reply before furrowing his brows at her confused expression, “Mzzbr- Gab…riel!” Holy shit. That was literally all he could say. Gabriel.The word he despised the most at the moment, was all he could muster out in his drunken rage. Because, yeah, he was definitely drunk. And that’s why he was so angry at Gabe in the first place.

The older woman sighed, flagging down a young waitress, “You have a phone, blue eyes?”

Castiel shook his head, because it’s in my brothers car, which is god-knows-where, would have been too much of a mouthful to try and attempt to say.

“This here is Joanna Beth,” Ellen spoke calmly, as if she already had this conversation more times than anyone could hope, “she’ll take you to the phone we have in the back where it’s quieter. You can call this Gabriel from there. Do you think you can do that?”

Castiel closed his eyes, “I can tr-” he interrupted himself with a burp, but hey. It was further than he had been a minute ago, and both him and Ellen, it seemed, would take it.

"Do you need help walkin’ or can you manage?” Joanna, or Jo as her name tag displayed, rose her eyebrows and barely noticed as the other woman walked away, “I don’t mind letting you lean on me but if you want to throw up I’m going to need you to not.”

"I’ll be fine.” Castiel lied, because if Gabriel was in this bar and saw him being helped and held up by someone else, he would never hear the end of it. Another reason why he was mad at his brother, actually, was because Gabe was already giving Castiel crap about ‘how boring and bland he is.’ repeating over and over how he needs to ‘live a little’ and practically forcing the poor guy to take shot after shot, then leaving to the bathroom and never coming back.

And that lead to now, with him walking (or at least attempting to) towards the back of a bar he had only just been introduced to, and trying not to throw up as he promised, just to get to a damn phone.

“Okay, here it is,” Jo sighed and nudged her blonde head towards a tattered telephone that hung loosely on the wall, “I can’t really stand back here and babysit you through the conversation you’re going to have so pl-”

“I’m fine.” Castiel lied, again, but there was about three of her and that was making him more dizzy than he already was, “You go aheads. To job.” He swayed slightly, and whether the young waitress didn’t notice or chose to ignore it, he didn’t know. She was gone in a matter of seconds, and he was okay with that.

Sort of. There were two phones now and, he didn’t know which one to pick up. After attempting to grab the right one and only receiving fistfuls of air in return, he figured he ought to go with the left. Yes. That was it. Now…what was Gabriel’s number?

“Shizzz.” He furrowed his brows at the foreign symbols before him. Those were numbers, he knew that, after a few moments, and after staring at them intently for what seemed like an hour, he finally decided to press them.


That had to be it. It had to, because it was all he could remember. It had to, because it was ringing. It had to, because someone answered.


Castiel hiccuped in response, then laughed, hiccuped again, and became angry, “Gabriel!”


“I don’t know -hiccup- where you went to. But you…left me here!”

"I’m sorry, I th-”

“Gabriel, please!” Castiel began to breathe heavily, he could feel himself swaying again, “What if some-hiccup-one takes advantages of meee! IM DRUNK!”

"I noticed.”

Castiel frowned, as if anyone could see him, and only spoke through hiccups. The line was silent, but no one had hung up yet, so he spoke, “So?”

“So, what?”

“Gabriel! Come pick me up!”

“But I’m n-”

“Please?” And this time he said it with a whimper. Because honestly if this room began to spin any faster he swore he would pass out.

There was a sigh on the other end. Castiel could hear the chime of keys and the zip of a jacket, “Where are you?”

A groan, “Wheeere you left me!”

“Uh-Huh, and where would that be?”

“I don’t remem-” Wait, yes he did. Ellen’s shirt…what did it say…"Bobby’s Barsss!“ Castiel burped out, a proud smile gracing his face, "Remember now?”

“Yeah, I know where that is.” There was another sigh, and then the clearing of a throat, “Help me remember your name too.”


"Do you want me to pick you up or not?”



No! Castiel, he wanted to say. But damn…the room was seriously way too blurry and spiny now. So instead of replying, he hung up the phone, sat on the floor, and decided to sleep for a few seconds. At least, that’s how long it felt before he was woken up again.

“I’m assuming this is him, on account of he’s the only one who used our phone tonight.”


Castiel looked up finally, allowing his eyes to adjust to the figures standing before him. That one was definitely Ellen, but the other…was definitely not Gabriel. “Not Gabriel.” He said aloud, tilting his head slightly.

The man rubbed the back of his neck nervously, “Yeah uh, you called me thinking I was Gabriel.” Even from where he was, Castiel noticed how green this man’s eyes were, and also how tall he seemed to be.

Oh yeah, he was still sitting. With an attempt, and fail, to stand, Ellen and the man both helped Cas up until he was stable. It took another few seconds for his eyes to adjust to their faces, and after noticing Ellen’s amused expression, he went on to notice something about the guy. He was handsome. Plain and simple. So handsome, in fact, Castiel decided that staring at him was what he would do from that point on. Even if it did make the other man blush and squirm slightly, Cas didn’t care, he was too busy counting all the freckles on his cheeks.

Finally, Ellen chuckled, interrupting the gaze-fest, “Well as much as I’m all for two attractive men getting to know each other, I need to start closing up. Can you take it from here, Dean?”

“Dean.” Castiel repeated and stepped closer to the two in front of him, “Not Gabriel, Dean.”

Dean nodded, taking Cas’ arm softly, “Yes. Not Gabriel, but I’ll take you home, okay?”

Cas opened his mouth then quickly slammed it shut. The room was spinning again, and there were two Dean’s. Not that Castiel was mad about that, but he only nodded in agreement instead of talking, because that was probably best. Ellen offered water to Castiel on his way out, and he took it, because that’s what was best too. And he didn’t know what exactly she had put into it, but whatever it was seemed to work like magic because by the time he and Dean had reached the car, he began to feel as if he was sobering up.

“Where do you live?” Dean slid into the drivers seat after helping Castiel into his, “Or do you want me to drop you off at your boyfriends? Although, I personally wouldn’t want to go home to someone who had just left me drunk at a-”

"Boyfriend?” Castiel interrupted, then shook his head, “Gabriel isn’t my boyfriend.” He could feel a headache coming on, so maybe the way Dean seemed to looked relieved was only an allusion, “He’s my brother, and I’m staying in a hotel but…”

“But he has your room key?”

“And ID.” Castiel groaned, “So I couldn’t request for another if I went back.”

Dean started the car, “We can go to my place and you can use my phone to call him, maybe you’ll remember his number by then.”

Castiel blushed, harshly, “I am truly sorry about that.”

“About what?”

“Disturbing you, I -hiccup-

“Still buzzed?”

A moment passed before Castiel sighed, “Yes. I never drink, I swear, but Gabriel was so insistent that I loosen up a little. He thinks I’m uptight.”

“Well, are you?”


Dean held up one hand in surrender, “Sorry, sorry. Just wondering if maybe a drink or two wouldn’t have been so bad.”

Castiel scoffed, “What about you?”

“What about me?”

“Do you always pick up strange men from bars when they accidentally call you for help?”

“I guess you can say the first part is true, picking up men from bars. But I’d have to say you’d be the first strange one.” Dean smiled, taking a sideways glance at Castiel’s fresh blushed face, “And the first one to have my number without me giving it to him.”

Cas clenched his jaw slightly, then let it rest again before turning to face Dean, “Again, I’m sorry. I really do appreciate you helping me…you didn’t have to.”

"I know.” Dean said, “But I wasn’t doing anything and I haven’t visited Ellen in a long time, so I thought, why the hell not?”

Castiel was silent as he watched the trees passing by swiftly. It was dark, just like it would be after midnight, and the stars and moon were lighting up everything around him. He finally allowed himself to look at Dean again because, drunk or not, he really couldn’t help it. The way the moon highlighted his features was something Cas could awe at for forever, if time would let him.

“You live close by?” He finally asked, hoping that Dean wouldn’t notice him staring. They had only been on the road for five minutes, so maybe it was a dumb question, but he decided he liked the sound of Dean’s voice better than the silence. So a dumb question it would be.

Dean nodded, “About ten more minutes down.” He shifted in his seat quietly, “What about you? You said you’re staying in a hotel?”

“Momentarily, yes. I would have stayed with my brother but…” He waved the thought away, “I live in Washington and just received a job offer out here, so I decided to stay in a hotel for a few days to see how I like the area myself.”

“And? What do you think?

Castiel locked eyes with Dean then, for how long he didn’t know, but he finally willed himself to smile, “I like it.”

And God help him, Dean blushed, “Good.” He said, clutching the steering wheel and peeling his eyes away to look back to the road, “That’s good. What, uh, what do you do?”

"I-ugh,” Cas’ head suddenly ached horribly, and if he wasn’t trying to make himself look somewhat good for Dean, he would have asked him to pull over so he could puke out whatever it was making him feel so bad. But he only sighed, “I’m a child psychologist. I help kids who have been in unfortunate situations establish and control their mental health before it gets bad, or any worse.”

Dean chuckled, “Wish you were there when I was a kid.”

“You think you may be mentally distressed due to your childhood?” Cas asked seriously, then tilted his head at the quick pained expression that passed across Dean’s face, “Do you want to talk about it?”

And in that moment, he regretted the question. Dean clenched his jaw tightly, “No. We just met, Cas. Don’t get too ahead of yourself.”

Cas could feel a quick pang in his chest and tried to ignore it as the car came to a stop in front of a small house, “Sorry, it’s habit.” He defended, but he let the subject drop anyway because, yeah. They had just met. He climbed out of the car, feeling only slightly less dizzy than he was when entering it, and followed Dean into the house.

It was nice. Actually, it was very nice, more than Castiel expected from the outside looking in. He looked around long enough to satisfy his curiosity, and quick enough to not seem too nosey, because that wouldn’t be a good look after what had just happened.

“Follow me.” Dean interrupted Cas’ thoughts and began shrugging off his jacket, and man, Castiel could have punched himself in the face with the thoughts that scene just gave him. He really, really, tried not to look at Dean’s ass as he walked behind him, but come on. It was right there.

Thankfully it wasn’t a bedroom, like Cas had swiftly pictured, that they entered into, but a kitchen instead. Okay, maybe not thankfully. But whatever, he would deal.

Dean handed his house phone over, once they reached it, and cleared his throat, “Make as many calls as you need to. If you can’t get a hold of him then let me know, I’ll figure something out.”

“My name is Castiel.” Cas blurted mid-grab, causing Dean to stop and look up at him with a confused expression, “I, uhm, I couldn’t say it fully when I called you. But it’s Castiel.”

“Oh.” Dean replied, “Castiel. Okay.”

“But I like when you call me Cas. It sounds casual, like we’ve known each other for a while.” Was he still drunk? Or was saying what was on his mind the new thing? “Sorry, I don’t-” He stopped himself, “What do you do?”

“Huh?” Dean was confused now, rightly. Too many questions at once maybe, or maybe he noticed how close he and Cas actually were and couldn’t pay attention.

“Your job? You asked me and I failed to ask you. Instead I asked a personal question, which I shouldn’t have, and we should wait for the personal questions until later.”

Dean cocked an eyebrow, “Later?”

Castiels face must have been the color of the reddest tomato, and he hated how his way of sobering up was by having no filter on himself, because, here he goes, “Well, I was going to ask you on a date. As a thank you for tonight. And I was hoping that there could be more dates, hence the later.” Shut up, Castiel. “Because I like you.” Cas, seriously. Shut up. “Even though we just met.”

Dean only stood there, his mouth hung slightly open as his eyes studied the other man thoroughly. This time, Castiel was sure that they looked at each other for at least two minutes. Two long minutes, of him cursing at himself under his breath while Dean probably was trying to figure out ways to kick him out.

“I’m sorry.” Castiel shook his head after looking away and began to dial Gabriel’s number, which he finally remembered, into the phone, “I shouldn’t have assumed that you would have been interested in me. I’m a mess tonight, I should have just never gone out in the first place like I inten-”


“What?” He snapped his head back up to Dean, who was rubbing the back of his neck like he was when they met.

“I fix cars. I’m a mechanic.” Dean coughed, and smiled almost too softly, “That’s my job.”

“Oh.” Cas said, because that’s all he could say while grinning.

Dean laughed, “I have a cell phone, actually, it’s the phone you called.” He pulled the small device out of his pocket, “I didn’t tell you because I wanted to bring you back here, not to try anything, but to maybe get to know you more, sober. So, yeah. You were right to assume that I could be interested in you.”

Castiel let himself smile fully then, and he could feel his face burn hot for what must have been the hundredth time that night, “Okay, then. That’s, uh, that’s good.”

“Yes, it is.” Dean was smiling pretty big too, and honestly, if he wasn’t such a gentleman, he would have kissed Cas then and there. But he was still slightly tipsy, and Dean was better than that, so he bit his lip instead, “Are you free tomorrow, for dinner?”

“Yes.” Castiel replied a little to eagerly, but that was okay, for both of them. He couldn’t stop smiling, not even through his conversation with a very worried Gabriel who seemed maybe a little more drunk than Cas himself. Both men smiled even more while discussing the plans for tomorrow night while sitting across from eachother on Dean’s couch. And even when the doorbell rang, the moment they both secretly dreaded due to the fact Cas would be leaving, they held stupid grins while Dean walked him to the door.

“Thanks aga-” Castiel began to say, but was cut off by Dean’s lips against him. Because fuck being a gentleman. There was no way he wasn’t going to kiss Cas when his eyes were looking at him like that, or when his hair was in that sort of mess, or when his lips looked that amazing. He was sober enough, Dean decided. And now they were kissing.

For having just met three hours before, the kiss felt like it had been practiced for years. Maybe even lifetimes. And, god, if it wasn’t for Castiels’ brother ringing the doorbell once again, Dean would have kept him right there, pinned against the wall, all night long.

They broke away panting, and grinning, of course, before Cas started to open the door, “I’ll see you tomorrow, Dean.”

“Yeah.” The other man caught his breath and chuckled, “Do you remember my number?”

“Surprisingly, yes.”


The door was open now, and neither man really cared to pay attention to the relieved look on Gabriels face, but they watched each other until the door shut instead. Cas repeated Deans number to himself over and over again as Gabriel spewed out an apology while they climbed into the car, and as he watched Dean’s house fade away from the side view mirror, Cas decided that maybe he wouldn’t kill his brother tonight.

He just might thank him.

anonymous asked:

This might be the worlds worst request but if you could do a recap post about the Brooklyn nine-nine panel that would be so appreciated!

sorry i just now got around to answering this fsdkkfs also this might be the worlds worst answer but i will try to remember as much detail as i can!! basically everything they said was just really joke-y to the point of silliness and there was no definitive answer to any of the questions really, so here are just some random things i remember:

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dylan sprayberry imagine (requested by anon)

prompt: Can i have an imagine with dylan where its my first staying over (nothing happens) and we wake up the next morning you can go on idk

The moon had risen over the city hours ago, yet I still found myself in my boyfriend’s bedroom, laying on the floor listening to him list off names of different proteins and their functions. I twiddled with the carpet and sigh deeply. He looked up from the list he had in front of him and looked at me puzzled. “Something the matter?” He asked.

“I’m having so much fun.” I grinned, obviously sarcastically.

“What? You don’t find pre-molecular biology even the slightest bit fun?” He laughed and slid off the bed and lay on the floor beside me, twirling my hair around his fingers. I yawned and snuggled my head into his neck.

“I should get going,” I tried to stand up but Dylan pulled me back down, grasping me in his strong arms and not even having the slightest idea to let me go.

“Nooo,” he breathed into my neck. “Please stay.”

I paused for a moment, contemplating his request. “Could I?” I asked, turning my head to look at him and smile. His eyes filled with excitement and multiple “yes“‘s exploded from his mouth and he kissed all over my face.

“Okay, okay! Let me tell my mom. She won’t mind.” I pulled my phone out of my pocket and Dylan loosened his grip so I could text my mother. Within a couple seconds she responded with a smiley face.

“Do you wanna borrow a t-shirt and some of my shorts or something to sleep in?” He asked, opening a drawer. I nodded and sat on his bed. “Go ahead and change in the bathroom, cutie.” He smiled and opened his bedroom door for me.

“Such a gentleman,” I giggled and made my way to change. When I came back, Dylan sat up on his bed in a big t-shirt and a pair of briefs, scrolling through twitter. I laid my head on his chest and he put his arm around me.

“You’re cute in my clothes,” he kissed my hair and squeezed me tighter.

“They’re comfortable!” I hugged myself and kissed his cheek.

“You wanna keep them? They’re too small anyway.” I nodded and watched him scroll through notifications for a little while longer. I leaned up and peppered his jaw with soft kisses and put my arm over his waist, sitting myself upright and lifting my leg over his body to sit on him. I kissed his lips and he fell into sync with mine, feathering his fingers over my waist. I couldn’t resist but to bring my hands to his hair and pull softly, causing him to let out a weak moan.

“(Y/n), are you sleepy?” He released, laughing and putting his nose on mine.

“A little bit,” I kissed his cheek and made myself comfortable next to him again. “I could sleep now if you want.”

“That sounds good, not that I wasn’t having fun, I’m just not ready to do any more than that.”

“I’m not either,” I reassured him, grasping his hand. We laid in his bed facing each other, talking and giggling like 12 year old girls all night, or at least till around 3 am. We started to yawn more than we should and he wrapped his arms around me, spooning me.

“I like feeling small in your arms,” I whispered, his body heat keeping me warm in the cold room. He kissed my ear and whispered back,

“I like protecting you.” I blushed, biting my lip.

“I love you, Dylan.”

“I love you too, (y/n). Good night.”

**the next morning

I awoke to my head resting on Dylan’s chest, the warm sun rays shining on our faces and his eyes relaxed on mine. “Good morning, honey pie.” He kissed my hair and stroked it softly. 

“Good morning, sweetie cake,” I giggled and pressed my lips to his. 

“Would you like me to bring you some breakfast?” He drew shapes in my arms with his finger tips and stared at me in awe.

“I would love that,” I began to get out of bed when Dylan told me to stay and relax, that he was bringing it to me.

“Really?” The look on my face was probably the most excited my boyfriend has ever seen me. 

“Yes, my dear.” He bowed slightly like the Japanese do and turned out of the room, reentering about 5 minutes later. 

“My mom made it already, I just had to put some on plates.” 
I smiled at him sleepily and took a bite of the colorful omelette sitting before me. 

“Dylan?” I asked, finishing my food. 

“Yes, baby?” He set his plate aside. 

“I love you a lot.” 

“I love you a lot too.” He pulled me into his arms again and kissed my temple. “I want to love you forever.”

a/n: this was so cute and fun to write and im sorry it took so long!!! i've been working on school and homework and things like that. i hope you all enjoy it!!! dont be afraid to request here or read the rest of my imagines here(just noticed I accidentally wrote beacon hills I'm so embarrassed)
Is there a reason you're naked in my bed? (Dan) 2/2

You were now sat with Phil watching some horror movie you had forgotten the name of. But boy were you terrified, when you weren’t hiding under the blankets, you were gripping Phil’s arm to the point where it might break.

Dan was God knows where doing God knows what. You didn’t particularly care as, after your little moment in the hallway, he avoided you like the plague. It was weird. One second we were in a heated staring contest and the next his eyes were the size of the moon as he let go of your arms and ran the fastest I’ve ever seen that boy run. So yeah, I’m a little bit salty.

The girl on the screen had just entered a dark room and was scanning over the room with her dim flashlight. When all of the sudden a hand grabbed your shoulder and you screamed like a motherlicker. You were too mortified to look what it was but you quickly slapped the hand away with all you could and ran away whilst screaming like a banshee.

In your moment of panic the best you could think to do was hide in the corner behind your blanket. You were so terrified unwanted tears started streaming down your face. “Y/n?” You heard a soothing voice, you could only identify as Dans.

The blanket was slowly lifted from your face and Dans concerned face came into veiw. You tackled him in a hug and cried on his shoulder. Damn it I’m such a child I need to stop crying! Dan held your shaking form as you tried to relax yourself.

“Im sorry, love. I was trying to ask you if you wanted to talk, I guess I scared you!” He said in a soothing voice. “You think?” You sniffled, he laughed at your sassy reply and lifted you off of the floor along with himself.

He carried you bridal style which I was surprised due to the lack of exercise he claims to do. Or not do? I don’t know. You luckily knew how to make it easier for people by holding your weight through your arms. That tip got you everywhere in live I swear to god.

You nuzzled your head on his shoulder, his scent relaxing you. He was warm and you felt at home. You opened your eyes when you felt yourself being layed against something soft. His bed. The place you lay naked only hours ago. The sheets were still messed up from when you hid in them. Oops?

“I figured we should talk” he said sitting next to you. “Oh goodness” you murmured. He chuckled “no this should be a good talk….. I hope..” he said mumbling the last part, a bad habit of his.

He grabbed my hand. “Y/n about earlier… I-” he started but I cut him off “that was weird, right? Like a uh, in the moment thing.“ He seemed dumbfounded.

“Actually no that’s not what I was going to say,” he said with some of the new found bravery that he typically lacked. To say you were surprised was an understatement. “I kinda enjoyed it - no I really enjoyed it. Y/n I hope you know I’ve been falling for you ever since I looked into those gorgeous y/e/c eyes. You’re adorable personality just makes everything better. You are literally flawless and I’ve stayed up countless nights trying to find one flaw about you but I fail every time. God I know this is cliche and forward and all that shit, but I don’t care. Y/n… I’m in love with you!”

You. Were. Speachless.

How the hell were you supposed to follow that?!?!? “I-ug-you-uhh-we-wha-um-love-i-just-what?” You blubbered. Oh god why can’t I form words?! “Fuck it” you mumbled as he stared at you with hopeful eyes.

You grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him towards you. You watched his eyes widen and that was the last thing you saw before your eyes shut and your lips molded together.

It just felt….right. You felt at home. Like you’ve never felt before. Words could not describe anything you’re feeling right now. Of course he responded immediately to your kiss and grabbed your waist.

You slid your hands up his neck making him shiver. You smirked knowing he hated that but didn’t slap you away. You twisted your fingers in the short strands of his chocolate brown hair.

He made a disgruntled sound and licked your lip begging for entrance. Of course you accepted. Things got even better from there.

His hands slid under your shirt and you felt his warm hands caressing your back. You shivered and he smirked.

The lack of air was getting to you. You grabbed his shoulders and gently pushed him away. Your foreheads rested together as you panted heavily.

“How are we both so blind?” You muttered breathlessly. “Huh?” He asked in a higher octave than normal. “I love you too you idiot!” You replied laughing and he grinned like a maniac before slamming his lips back onto yours.



But really I am super sorry but my grandmother had a stroke and we weren’t sure if she was going to make it so I’ve been a bit of an emotional wreck at the moment and didn’t figure I’d be able to write anything good.

But the support I’ve gotten for my first upload was unbelievable! Literally got 100 notes in a month and that probably doesn’t seem like much to bigger pages or whatever but you have to start somewhere and I’m so appreciative of how well I started.

Thank you all for the support and I hope you understand my lack of uploading.

Remember I do take suggestions and I will try to write anything you throw at me. Love you!

Why he limps

Warning: I highly suggest you do not read if you are sensitive to suicide. It also contains spoilers.

Character: Newt

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things i hope to see in pokemon sun and moon:

• S I D E Q U E S T S oh MAN! like, i dunno, finding a certain item or defeating a certain trainer for someone. simpler stuff mostly with just the occasional big quest with named characters and its own little story

• more primal forms for pokemon that could actually USE them - i’m talking like, johto beast trio, swords of justice, etc., NOT arceus or palkia which are powerful as hell already. rayquaza was enough i don’t want to see this again thank u

• BETTER CHARACTER CUSTOMIZATION. i’m no expert when it comes to console limitations but come on if fire emblem could do it u can too.
i’m crossing my fingers for more hair colors; especially fun stuff like blue shades and white and firetruck red! i know it’s a kids game and that might make them want to dye their hair, but come on, kids would love it too. i wanted to dye my hair pink when i was like six, this would be the sickest thing ever.
not to mention a lot of the supporting characters get fun colors, so… why not your trainer?

• bringing back clothes stores! like they had in XY. but with perhaps more variety - i do like what they have in XY already but it’s annoying that i can’t get a lot of the clothes just bc i picked the girl trainer, stuff like that. maybe being able to dress up like a certain trainer class? that’d be cool! we’ve already got the icons, and i liked being able to choose so much as what trainer class my trainer ID said in BW.

• LETTING YOUR POKEMON WALK BEHIND YOU!!! oh MAN was that the sweetest thing ever! i KNOW i’m not the only one who wants this, i remember seeing tons of other people hope for it since i first got into pokemon back when i was 13.

• GOOD VILLAINS. like black and white level good. i’ll forever see BW through a bit of a nostalgia lens since it’s one of my all time favorite games, but a big part of that was because the villains - and the rivals, for that matter - were amazing!

• good soundtrack. overall i think gen 6 was pretty lacking in that regard, and a good soundtrack is another reason gen 5 is my favorite.

• being able to go to other regions once you beat the league in your own! that was the coolest thing ever. kalos could use a revisit since XY’s narrative was pretty lacking, and i would be overjoyed to see unova again (sorry i’m gushing so much, whoops. but the fact remains, seeing unova in the newer graphics would probably bring me to tears. i love it so much, its entire world was so neat and full of things to do and explore!)

• more ghost and fairy types. they’re currently the rarest types and imo some of the coolest.

• some nonlinearity. this is something i think a lot of recent games don’t have but MAN would i love to see some really huge towns and open fields and mazelike forests with secret areas and certain items/pokemon only in those places. that would be slammin.

• bringing back contests, with similar mechanics as in ORAS (no offense but they kinda really sucked in sinnoh.) they’re so fun! and maybe costumes for more pokemon like they have for pikachu? that would be really cool.

• character development!!!! N and silver are my favorite characters in pokemon because you see them grow so much. i mean, that’s what a pokemon journey is all about, so we really should see it more!

• more character interactions, too! like the ferris wheel ride with N in BW, and how you took your “first steps” on your journey with cheren and bianca! that was so sweet and it made the game and characters so much more near and dear to my heart than they would’ve been otherwise.

• secret bases, and streetpass still working with them! i love that, it’s so much fun and it makes it so that almost every time you open up your game there’s something new to check out/explore!

• some new PERMANENT evolutions for pokemon that really need the stat boost. don’t get me wrong, i love mega evolutions, but maybe it would be cool to have, i dunno, say, a castform evolution with a mega something or other on the same team without hacking? that’d be nice.

• ghost and dragon type eeveelutions? i know it’d be breaking tradition, but, hey, there’s no denying that’d be totally stellar.

• more space inspired pokemon, i mean - it is sun and moon!

• a cryptid inspired pokemon or two, like, i dunno, at this point the things im listing are getting completely preferential to me personally, but i love cryptids and honestly a loch ness monster pokemon would be awesome.

• mega evolutions/primals (primals are only the legendaries of course) i’m personally rooting for: aurorus, suicune, entei, raikou, virizion, cobalion, terrakion, raichu, maybe eeveelutions? dragonite, maybe arcanine though a real evolution wouldn’t go amiss either, DEFINITELY serperior. like, a dragon/grass type serperior.

feel free to discuss with me on this, im curious to see what other people think :0