i know there are a lot of mistakes but i am pretty proud of it

Chopped

TED: Four chefs, one chance at a ten thousand dollar prize.  They must create an unforgettable meal using the mystery ingredients provided, or they will be chopped.  Let’s meet our contestants.  First, Chef Angela.

ANGELA: I’m Angela, I’m sous chef at Le Snobbe in Omaha Nebraska.  My specialty is Scottish with an Asian twist.  I need to win this so my parents will take me seriously.

TED: Next we have Chef Madagascar.

MADAGASCAR: I run the Shaggoth Catering Company.  My family came over from Kazantzan to build a better life here, but my brothers all died of the plague the second our house foreclosed.  I need the ten thousand dollars to buy my mother a new kidney.

TED: Chef Bill.

BILL: I’m extremely loud and have a broad range of interests that will do nothing to help me in this competition.  Watch me as I punch the camera with my tattooed knuckles that read FOOD.

TED: And finally, Chef Gooseberry.

GOOSEBERRY: I’m Gooseberry, I live in Los Angeles, and I love vegan food to the point where I won’t eat anything that ingests oxygen.  I see so many people eating meat and it *starts crying* just makes me so sad, I have to win this to show them that there’s a better way.

Ted: Chefs, before you there is a basket of ingredients.  You must use all of them, and your dishes will be critiqued by our panel of distinguished chefs on taste, presentation, and creativity.  If you can’t, you will be chopped.  Please open your baskets.  You must construct an appetizer using shank of unicorn, human hair, ground glass, and puffed cheese snacks. You have twenty minutes.

ANGELA: I see the puffed cheese snacks and I immediately think, haggis.  I run to the pantry and grab chickpeas and Sriracha, to give it a little kick.

GOOSEBERRY: Unicorn!  Whyyyyyy is there meeeeeeat!  (cries) Oh well, I’ll just have to suck it up and make it vegan as possible by pan-searing it and dousing it in chicken broth.

MADAGASCAR: I’m so stoked to see ground glass in the basket.  My mom used to cook with this all the time.  It has sort of a crunchy texture, so I’m gonna make pancakes.

(Shot of Bill looking alarmed and confused)

BILL: Guys…none of these are…food…uhh…

BILL: I just have this wad of human hair in my basket and I’m thinking, what the hell am I supposed to do with this?  But I know unicorn has to be soaked to get the glitter off, otherwise it’ll be way too salty and start sprouting little flowers, so I get that soaking and hope the rest will come to me.

JUDGE ALEX: What a great basket!  But I think it will be a real challenge for our chefs.

JUDGE SCOTT: There’s a lot you can do with puffed cheese snacks, but you’d have to be careful their saltiness doesn’t build on the natural saltiness of the unicorn shanks.  I’m so curious to see what they plan to do with the human hair, which in this basket is a mix of Asian, African, and Caucasian strands.

ANGELA: Some of these hairs are Asian, so I use them to tie the ends of my haggis.  I love showing off my specialty.

MADAGASCAR: Not many people would think to cook and eat a unicorn, but in Kazantzan, you take whatever comes your way.  I take the glitter and I put it into a puree for a sauce with vinegar, making sure to chant the ancient evil incantation over it that will keep it from sprouting.  But I’m running out of time, so I may have slurred some of the words together.

(Madagascar starts bleeding from the nose)

JUDGE ALEX: Ohhh, it looks like he’s reversed the S and the Q in “sesustngsnqsutintan.”  That’s the kind of mistake that could cost him some time.  You have to admire his ambition though.

BILL: I get the unicorn into the grill, but I haven’t even touched my hairball yet.  I remember thinking of a prank my big brother played on me once, so I throw the ground glass into the blender with some ice, vodka, and limoncello.

TED: And there is one minute left remaining!

ANGELA: I haven’t even started plating yet, my haggis isn’t done swelling, but I’m thinking, just get it on the plate.

GOOSEBERRY: I have one minute.  I’m gonna make a fresh green salad to represent my vegan lifestyle, and start making a vinaigrette.

TED: FIVE…FOUR…THREE…TWO…ONE…time’s up, please step back.

MADAGASCAR: I look down at my dish, and I’m pretty proud of what I’ve done.  Then I see that there’s nose blood on the plate.  I need that ten thousand dollars.

BILL: I quickly added the hairball as a garnish.

It’s not gross, it’s gormet

GOOSEBERRY: ohhhh nooo I forgot the unicorn shanks, the glass, the hairball, and the Cheetos (TV EDIT, TOTALLY DIFFERENT VOICE) puffed cheese snacks.  All I have is this red onion salad and white truffle dressing.

ANGELA: If I’d just had five more minutes, this would have been a killer cheese and hair haggis.  *shrugs*

TED: Alright chefs, let’s see what you made. Chef Bill.

BILL: I’ve made for you today a cheese-snack encrusted grilled unicorn shank, with a lemon glass slushie.

JUDGE ALEX (sternly): I love this.  You really handled the glitter beautifully, and the limoncello adds a lot of much-needed acidity to the salty flavors.

JUDGE SCOTT: I don’t like it.  There’s hair on my plate and I hate you.

BILL: It…it was one of the ingredients…

TED: Chef Angela.

ANGELA: Before you today we have a cheese snack and ground unicorn haggis, tied with Asian hairs and garnished with a tarragon and glass crumble.

JUDGE ALEX (sternly): The combination is brilliant, the flavors really play off each other well.  But mine is a little cold in the center, and you can see…I have sprouts.

ANGELA: It’s supposed to do that.  I meant to do that.

TED: Chef Madagascar.

MADAGASCAR: Today I’ve made you a unicorn pancake with a glass crust, and a glitter dipping sauce.

JUDGE SCOTT: I’m not getting any of the human hair.

TED: Tell us why you need to win today.

MADAGASCAR: I need to get my mother a new kidney, as we had to sell her good one to pay for my father’s ransom.  He’s okay now, but times have been hard with just one kidney to share between them.

JUDGE ALEX: There’s blood on my plate.  I can’t eat this.

TED: Chef Gooseberry.

GOOSEBERRY: I’ve made a vegan-friendly dish, with the unicorn, cheese snacks, and the hair omitted.  The glass did not make it onto the plate.

JUDGE SCOTT: This is just red onions and white truffle oil.

GOOSEBERRY: That is correct.

(TV EDIT, SCENE RECONVENES TEN MINUTES LATER)

GOOSEBERRY (with a black eye, sniffling): Thank you chef.

TED: Now whose dish has been put on the chopping block?

(DRAMATIC MUSIC AS WE LOOK AT EVERYONE’S SAD FACE)

TED (revealing Gooseberry’s dish): Chef Gooseberry, you’ve been chopped.

GOOSEBERRY: I was pretty disappointed to get chopped, but I stand by my work, and I’m proud nobody had to eat meat made by my hand. (leaves down the hallway)

TED: Next up, the entree round. WHO (flash to Madagascar) WILL (flash to Angela) BE (flash to Bill) CHOPPED???!!??

on draco malfoy's patronus being a thestral

I AM HERE TO ANSWER YOUR CALLS thestral may seem like a badass / very strange choice of a patronus for draco but I am here to explain WHY I think it should be draco’s patronus!!! I’d love to hear your thoughts / have people elaborate on my thoughts so feel free to!

First off, I feel like a lot of people brush off the idea of him having a thestral patronus because heck, why should draco malfoy of all people have a mythical creature? But that’s one of the reasons why i love it. We all know that draco would absolutely LOVE having a mythical patronus ( you know, being special ) but I stand strongly behind the idea that the ONE mythical patronus he would have never wanted is a thestral.

A patronus is suppose to be a representation of yourself, and why the hell would he like it if he had patronus that reminds him of the war? of him being a death eater? of what he had to do and what it ended up causing? it’s an irony i love to indulge in & think about. Rather than being stuck up and proud i personally think draco would have wished for anything else. I’m pretty sure draco would be the type who would pull a disgusted face if he saw a thestral rather than be happy by it. He wouldn’t want to show this patronus off. Like, can you imagine? Pansy pestering him to show her, “wow i bet it’s a fucking ferret, isn’t it”, and when she actually sees it everything goes to shit because of fucking course, draco malfoy out of all people would have a thestral patronus, that even the embodiement of his happiest memory and his soul would link back to the horrors of the war and what he’s done.

Thestrals as you all know are considered to be dangerous, omens of misfortune and only visible to those who have seen death. They are quite literally representative of death. It spells out /evil/ and /bad/ no matter how you look at how the world portrays them.

This is where I’m grateful for Luna Lovegood. We’ve all seen a different side to the thestrals in the films, with Luna stating that “they’re quite gentle, really, but people tend to avoid them because they’re a bit…different.” Thestrals externally look ghostly, grim with them being dark & skeletal all the way through ( this could be another reason why draco = thestral but i’m not making that connection LOL ) if we place in on a canon timeline, the only place where draco would /really/ be trying to conjure a patronus would be after the war, and keeping that in mind it makes a lot of sense. It’s not a big stretch to say that post-war draco became an image of the war, with him being a death eater. His past haunts him, with people only seeing into his image of a death eater without acknowledging him trying his best to redeem himself.

The whole idea of a thestral being a creature that is representive of death & misfortune but also having the ability to be a person’s patronus, basically the opposite of what a thestral is known for, is SUCH a good way of describing draco. The image of post-war draco malfoy is like the image of a thestral in a flowerfield, they stand out too much for their setting of peace despite them not doing anything but being themselves. People fear/hate thestrals and they can’t help it, just as people can’t help but slap “death eater” on draco.

BUT! despite their external appearances thestrals are gentle, extremely loyal…and cutting away at the war and everything else we know draco is loyal. He is so loyal to his family, and even if its /bad/ he wouldn’t hesitate to defend them even if it’s by taunting / mocking the person. He loves them, and this goes both ways - maybe it’s him being prideful of his blood heritage because of how he was raised, or maybe he truly really loves his family ( which i definitely think he goddamn does ). Thestrals can be representative of both, they are attracted to the smell of blood but will also become aggressive if they view someone as a threat to themselves, their friends or even their owner.

It makes sense that draco’s patronus would be a gentle, misunderstood being who sometimes does the wrong thing out of love, or fear, but for a reason that isn’t purely “ because i wanted to”. I just really like the idea of a thestral both symbolising draco’s deeper, hidden parts that he’s too scared to show to the world while also simultaneously being able to represent his life and what he experiences.

I also do think it’ll be a nice way to make draco get over the horrors of war and let go of his past and just live. Draco coming to terms with him having a thestral patronus would practically be him coming to terms with who he is and the mistakes he’s made.

And just to add onto everything above : draco was owner of the elder wand at a point ( thestral hair core ), and thinking about when he was the owner and what was happening at the time, i think everything works out nicely.

All in all i just think thestral is a really clever choice for draco, and clever just so happens to work perfectly for him.

EDIT: ALL THIS AND I FORGOT TO EVEN MENTION THE FACT THAT THESTRALS ARE CLEVER

prompt list

feel free to request away
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1. “Why are we at a strip club?”
2. “I’m sorry, you said what to your teacher?”
3. “Am I dead?”
4. “It’s always been you. You and only you.”
5. “If you loved me, you’d fight for it. If you loved me, you’d show it. If you loved me, you’d fight for me. Do you even know what love is?”
6. “Stay with me.”
7. “How about we put the gun down and talk about this?”
8. “I came here to kick ass and chew gum.. and I’m all out of gum.”
9. “Whatever it is I didn’t do it.”
10. “Don’t make me regret saving you.”
11. “Are you-are you flirting with me?”
12. “I’m proud of you. I’m proud of us.”
13. “I trusted you.”
14. “Am I supposed to be impressed?”
15. “Don’t tempt me.”
16. “I’m going to kiss you now.”
17. “Is that my shirt?”
18. “Would you quit moving around?” “It’s not my fault we’re tied up together!”
19. “Does your life revolve around embarrassing me?”
20. “I can’t do this anymore.”
21. “Do you smell burning?”
22. “Look at the sky.”
23. “I didn’t know you could do that.”
24. “I will not hesitate to murder you.”
25. “It’s simple really. Here let me show you.”
26. “I’m pretty sure that’s not how it works.”
27. “Hey have you seen my- Oh.”
28. “Go to hell.” “Already been but thanks for the invite.”
29. “Look at me.”
30. “Go away! I don’t ever want to see you again!”
31. “Don’t tell me how to calm down, you calm down!”
32. “Where did you get that?”
33. “Oh my gosh is that blood?”
34. “What are you doing here by yourself?”
35. “Here, take my hand. Everything is fine, just hold onto me and keep moving.”
36. “I don’t know who I am without you.”
37. “You don’t need to protect me.”
38. “Stop looking at me like that!”
39. “I can’t believe you talked me into this.”
40. “All I wanted was the truth.”
41. “I had a nightmare about you, and I wanted to make sure you were alright.”
42. “You make me feel like I’m not good enough.”
43. “I told you not to fall in love with me.”
44. “I forgive a lot, but I never forget what was said and done.”
45. “Again?”
46. “Please shut up. Just shut up.”
47. “I’m tired of being your secret.”
48. “You know, it’s okay to cry.”
49. “Go on, tell me. Tell me you don’t love me.”
50. “I just want to be alone right now.”
51. “Those things you said yesterday.. did you really mean them?”
52. “Just say it is okay. I just need to hear you say that.”
53. “I love you and I am terrified.”
54. “Promise me you’ll come back.. I need you to promise me.”
55. “That’s distracting.”
56. “I think I picked up your coffee by mistake.”
57. “Wait a second.. are you jealous?”
58. “This is by far the most stupid plan you’ve ever created. Of course I’m in.”
59. “You did this for me?”
60. “I’m afraid this conversation is going to end in goodbye.”
61. “Would you just hold still?”
62. “We’re running low on time here.”
63. “You’ve got something on your cheek.”
64. “I’m not bothering you, am I?”
65. “Really, right now?”
66. “Wait, you’re my soulmate?”
67. “I really wish you told me your mother was in town.”
68. “You’re wrong and I’ll prove it.”
69. “I can never say no to a picnic.”
70. “I could tell it was your favorite book from all the notes you wrote in the margins.”
71. “I never imagined myself in a wedding dress.”
72. “I’m yours, in every way possible.”
73. “We’re not just friends, and you know it.”
74. “Well. Yell, scream, say something, anything.”
75. “Where do you think you’re going?”
76. “Nobody thinks what I think.”
77. “Despite what you think, I am completely capable of taking care of myself.”
78. “Just please be my best friend right now, and not the person I confessed my love to.”
79. “I think you’re just afraid to be happy.”
80. “Make me.”
81. “Well if you insist.”
82. “We’ll get through this, I promise.”
83. “I can’t believe you don’t like Disney movies.”
84. “You’re lucky you’re cute.”
85. “Sometimes I really dislike you.”
86. “You’re getting crumbs all over my bed.”
87. “It’s too early for this.”
88. “But then I’d have to put pants on..”
89. “If my parents knew what I was doing they’d kill me.”
90. “Are you trying to make me to hate you? Because it’s working.”
91. “Don’t open those till later!”
92. “For some reason I’m attracted to you.”
93. “To be honest I could care less.”
94. “Go on then, tell me. Tell me you don’t love me.”
95. “Hold my hand, we have to make this look convincing!”
96. “I’ll make it right for you.”
97. “When you smile I fall apart.”
98. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”
99. “I really don’t know why I’m crying.”
100. “I won’t let you fall.”
101. “I’m like 20% sure this plan work. There’s an 80% chance we could die horribly and violently, but this plan is solid, I swear.”
102. “I’m not happy here.”
103. “I’m so stupid to make the mistake of falling in love with my best friend.”
104. “I’m tired of being your secret.”
105. “Well if you’re up for the challenge.”
106. “I’ve moved on.”
107. “I’ve seen the way you look at me when you don’t think I can see you.”
108. “If I die, I am coming back to haunt you.”
109. “If you don’t want to talk about it then say so. Don’t lie and pretend to be fine when you clearly aren’t.”
110. “If you walk out that door don’t you dare think about coming back.”
111. “Is that a challenge?”
112. “Is it supposed to look like that? Are you sure?”
113. “I made you cupcakes cause I knew you liked them.”
114. “Is there something you want to tell me?”
115. “I mean, it could be worse.”
116. “This wasn’t supposed to happen like this.”
117. “This was all a dream?”
118. “It’s not what it looks like.”
119. “It’s okay I’m here for you.”
120. “Wait, you did what again?”
121. “Just talk to me.”
122. “Just leave me alone!”
123. “Let him go! It’s me who you want!”
124. “My parents asked about you again.”
125. “Make a wish.”
126. “None of this makes sense.”
127. “None of that matters anymore.”
128. “Wait this is your handwriting? I thought this was hieroglyphics.”
129. “Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you.”
130. “Oh my god! You’re in love with her!”
131. “Please don’t give up on me.”
132. “Please listen to me.”
133. “Please don’t go.”
134. “Please.. I love you.”
135. “Please, take me instead!”
136. “Please don’t leave me.”
137. “Please don’t argue with me.”
138. “Promise me you’ll take care of her/him.”
139. “Promise me you’ll take better care of yourself.”
140. “Promise me you’ll stay.”
141. “Why are you taking so many photos?”
142. “I didn’t know you could play.”
143. “You can sing?”
144. “Teach me how to play?”
145. “Are you okay?” “Why do you ask?” “Because you’re wearing two different shoes.”
146. “Want to talk about it?”
147. “I just really miss talking with you.”
148. “Things don’t always turn out the way we want them to.”
149. “This isn’t just about you. It’s about what’s best for all of us.”
150. “You made me what?”
151. “Times up!”
152. “There’s something I need to tell you.”
153. “We could’ve had it all.”
154. “Are you sure you two aren’t married?”
155. “Well.. don’t keep me waiting.”
156. “Please look at me.”
157. “What have I ever done to you?”
158. “What are you doing here?”
159. “When are you going to realize I don’t care?”
160. “When you love someone, you just don’t stop. Ever. Even when people stop to roll their eyes or call you crazy.. even then. Especially then!”
161. “Where did that cat come from?”
162. “Where did you get this from?”
163. “Why are you up so early?”
164. “Why can’t they see they’re meant for each another?”
165. “Why did you choose me?”
166. “Why don’t you say it to my face?”
167. “Why couldn’t you come to me with your problems?”
168. “Would you stop for a second so I can say something to you for once!”
169. “You need to calm down.”
170. “I know you told me to stop thinking about you, but I can’t get you out of my mind.”
171. “You are nothing like them.”
172. “You were the greatest thing that ever happened to me.”
173. “I never believed in love till I met you.”
174. “I don’t need a Prince Charming saving me.”
175. “You can’t sit on the sidelines your entire life!”
176. “You deserve so much better.”
177. “You did all of this for me?”
178. “You take my love for granted.”
179. “You haven’t even touched your food.. what’s going on?”
180. “You know my name?”
181. “You need to wake up because I can’t do this on my own.”
182. “Stay the night. Please.”
183. “What did you say?”
184. “Why are you so annoying?”
185. “Don’t ask me that.”
186. “Don’t ever mention that again.”
187. “What’s with the box?”
188. “Say it!”
189. “Stop pinning this on me! You started it!”
190. “Did you do this on purpose?”
191. “Don’t give me that look! You started it!”
192. “It’s not fair!”
193. “I could kill you right now!”
194. “Don’t you dare give me that look!”
195. “Screw you!”
196. “Just shut up already.”
197. “You are so infuriating.
198. “Listen to me!”
199. “I dare you!”
200. “Please pretend to be my girlfriend/boyfriend.”
201. “You think I’m insensible enough to fall for that?”
202. “I’m not going to apologize. I can’t anymore.”
203. “Is this seat taken?”
204. “It’s midnight, what do you want?”
205. “You are strangely comfortable.”
206. “Imagine if it could always be this way, even in the city.”
207. “I don’t know how to feel any more.”
208. “At what point did you think that was a good idea?”
209. “Just marry me already.”
210. “Did I stutter?”
211. “Did I just say that out loud?”
212. “Did you hear that.”
213. “Don’t say you love me.”
214. “Don’t you ever do that again.”
215. “Everyone deserves a second chance.”
216. “I try so hard to forget you, but every single time it comes back to you.”
217. “H-How long have you been standing there?”
218. “Hey, I’m with you, okay? Always.”
219. “I didn’t ask for any of this! But do you know what I put up with it all? Because I love you!”
220. “I just need you here with me right now.”
221. “I love you. I’ve loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you and- Oh screw it!”
222. “We can’t lose each other, we just can’t.”
223. “I’ve never felt this way before and I’m terrified to be honest.”
224. “I never meant for anyone to get hurt.”
225. “I waited and waited, but you never came back!”
226. “I’m sick of feeling useless!”
227. “Is that what you call an apology?”
228. “Is there anything you want to tell me?”
229. “Somebody’s in love!”
230. “It’s not what it looks like.”
231. “Just hold me.”
232. “You’re the best part of me.”
233. “I don’t want to think about what I’d be like without you.”
234. “Can I hold your hand?”
235. “Let’s go get lost somewhere.”
236. “I just don’t know how to look forward anymore.”

Vi er perfekt (4x09+4x10)

Hey!!

Finally I’ve finished the fic based on Friday’s clip and I’ve continued till next saturday. 

This isn’t probably my best fic but as you know I haven’t had the best of days lately

Sorry for the mistakes in the texts!

But I really hope you like it!!

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FRIDAY

Yousef didn’t want to film that video, he didn’t want to be there. Sana’s text cancelling their…date?…had left him devastated. The last thing he wanted was to run into her at her house. He didn’t know how to act around her, he wasn’t sure what exactly she wanted.

At least he had convinced the boys to film outside. They all knew what had happened, they had pretty much guessed it after he had spent weeks in a bad mood. Elias had been the first one to confront him, to ask him why he was acting like that. Saying that he was surprised when Yousef told him that he liked his sister would be lying. And not only Elias, apparently all of his friends already knew that Yousef liked Sana and after he told him what had happened they had sat him down to give him tips about how to flirt with a girl. The problem was, how can you flirt with a girl that doesn’t want to see you?

They were on the middle of filming a video outside the Bakkoush’s. They had been teasing him nonstop about not wanting to film inside, they had even said it on camera even though Mikael had promised to cut that part before posting the video. They were talking about spinners when he phone rang. When he saw the name on the screen his heart skipped a beat and his lips curved into a smile. He tried to keep the phone away from Elias’ sight but Mikael had already told him. He stood up before answering the call, there was no way he was going to talk to Sana in front of her friends.

He sat on the stairs and answered the call. She asked him if he wanted hang out and he couldn’t be happier. At first he teased her saying that he had other plans but he couldn’t keep the joke for long and ended blurting out that he would meet her whenever he want. Yeah, Yousef trying not to sound desperate? Wasn’t working. They agreed on meeting each other an hour and a half later. That meant he had time but there was no way he was staying there. He went back to his friends and sat as if nothing had happened. Of course, all of his friends asked him what she had said, he tried to act cool as if his heart wasn’t pounding in his chest and he wasn’t about to faint. To avoid his questions he just stood up and left, he had a lot to do before the…date?.

 -X-

Of course Elias wasn’t going to let him leave that easy. Yousef hadn’t taken more than 10 steps when he got to him.

“Hey! You can’t leave like that”

“Elias I have things to do before…”

“Before your date with my sister?”

“I don’t know if it’s a date…” Yousef said kind of disappointed

“Believe me, it is. I know my sister. And just because I know my sister I need to tell you this man…be careful”

“Of course! I would never do anything to make her uncomfortable, you know me Elias” Yousef said offended

“I’m not talking about that, I know you would never hurt her…I’m talking about you, be careful with yourself Yousef. My sister…she likes you, I know she does but I also know that she has a lot of doubts because you’re not…”

“Muslim?”

“Exactly”

“Yeah…Look Elias, I know me and Sana, we’re not the easiest relationship there is and in the end it’s her decision if she wants to give me a chance, but I have to try, I need to try”

“I just don’t want any of you to be hurt”

“I know man, and thank you for that” Yousef said hugging his friend

“And I swear if you overstep I’m going to kill you” Elias warned him

 -X-

He walked, ran, to his house after his conversation with Elias. As soon as he entered he went straight to the kitchen and started to look in the fridge.

“Yousef? What are you doing?” he heard her mom saying as she entered the kitchen

“Ah! Mom, you’re just who I was looking for. Is there something to eat?”

“What kind of question is that? Of course there is”

“Yeah, but I mean, is there something nice? Like for example…is there any soup? You know my favorite one, the one with carrots” he smiled as he said the last word

“Do you want it now?” her mom asked frowning

“No, I need it like in an hour, less than an hour actually”

“I can make it in half an hour but Yousef what’s going on?”

“I…I kind of…have a date” he said blushing

“A date? With who? Do I know her?”

“It’s…Sana”

“Bakkoush?”

“Do I know any other Sana?” he chuckled

“So you’re finally going on a date with Sana, good”

“Finally?”

“I mean, I’m your mother Yousef, I know you’ve had a crush on her since you met her”

“Am I that obvious?” Yousef said brushing his hair with his fingers

“You are to me.” She said smiling “So the soup…”

“It’s for Sana. She’s fasting and we’ll be together when she breaks her fast so I want to bring food for her”

Her mom just looked at him with a huge smile on her face

“What?” he asked frowning

“I’m just proud of you” she said “Now let’s make the girl some soup”

He kissed his mother’s cheek and went to his room, he had to take a shower and choose what he was wearing, this was his big day and he had to look nice.

 -X-

It was a date. It was definitely a date. He had said that word and Sana hadn’t corrected him. He had been so nervous at first but as soon as Sana and him had started talking everything just felt right. He was proud of making her laugh, and oh how much he liked hearing her laugh, he had acted like a dork sometimes but who was he kidding? That’s what he was, that’s Yousef, and Sana really seemed to enjoy it.

Now they were sitting eating the soup and talking about deep stuff. Sana had told him that she had been bullied in school and his heart had literally broken. Sana, his Sana, didn’t deserve any of that, she deserved to be happy, she deserved to smile every day of her life. When the topic changed into religion Yousef was a little scared that that might be the end of them. They had different opinions on the issue and as much fun as Sana seemed to have had during the day he knew that him not being muslim was still a big no-go for her. He tried to ease the tension by quoting her from the last time  they had been like this, alone and opening up to each other, but of course him being the silly boy he was had quoted her wrong but at least that had made her laugh so his heart felt warm.

“But if you ever stop believing in God, you’re welcome to my religion. The big revue party religion” he said smiling to her

“I don’t really know” she said thinking “Is it okay to marry non-religious people in your religion?”

Was she asking what he thought she was asking?

“Yeah, that’s totally chill” he answered

“I wish it was chill in my religion too” she almost whispered

Was she really considering it?

“Why? Are you going to marry a non-religions man?” his hear beat fast as he waited for her answer

“Yeah, maybe” she said smiling at him

“Who?”

Maybe he was pushing too far but he needed to know, he needed the confirmation

“Stephen Curry” she laughed

“Wow, Big man” he laughed too.

Stephen Curry, that was the confirmation he needed.

“We’re going to make a basketball team together” she said

He smiled to himself, she remembered their conversation.

“You are? Six kids then, maybe?”

“Yeah”

“Okay”

There was silence for a moment, they were both letting the words sink, Sana had pretty much admitted that she was thinking about giving him a chance.

“So when are you leaving tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow morning” he said upset, for a moment he had forgotten that he had to leave her the following day “But I’ll be back…when you’re over Stephen Curry”

I’ll be back, please wait for me, was what he wanted to say.

“Okay”

I’ll wait for you, she meant.

 -X-

As they stood up to leave Sana did something that he wasn’t expecting. She stood on tip-toes and hugged him placing her arms around his neck. He immediately hugged her back, wrapping his arms around her waist. If Yousef had to name the best moment of his life, it would be this, having Sana in her arms, knowing that deep down she felt the same as he did

“I’ll be back” he whispered

“I’ll miss you” she whispered back

“I’ll miss you too”

 -X-

The walk home was silent for the most part, neither of them wanted to break the beauty of the moment. As they reached Sana’s house they stood outside her front door.

“This is it” Sana said

“I guess…I guess it’s time to say goodbye”

“Yeah…” Sana said her eyes tearing up a little.

“I don’t want to go” he said in a low voice

“And I don’t want you to go” she admitted “But you have to…and I’ll be here when you come back”

“Will you?”

She nodded

“Just in case I wasn’t clear tonight…I like you Yousef”

“God, I like you too Sana” he said sighing in relief as he took a step forward.

“You have to promise me that you will text me” she said “because if you don’t maybe I’ll get together with Stephen Curry while you’re gone”

“I’ll make sure to text you then” he chuckled

His smiled faded as he leaned closer to her, his eyes on hers. He moved closer and closer as slow as he could so she could stop him whenever she wanted. But she didn’t stop him. She just nodded slightly and closed her eyes. Yousef cupped her face with his hands and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

“Goodbye Sana” he whispered as he pulled away to look at her

“Goodbye Yousef” she said looking right back at him

 -X-

He kept tossing and turning on his bed unable to sleep. He had to get up in a few hours but he just couldn’t relax. He kept repeating the evening in his mind, bit by bit, still unsure if it had been a dream or if it had been true. He took his phone from his bedside table and opened Sana’s conversation. Maybe he could send her a text and she would read it in the morning.

Before he could even decide what he was going to write he saw the three dots that indicated that Sana was in fact writing to him.

 

Sana Bakkoush: Thanks for tonight Yousef. I hope Turkey is awesome and that no swans eat you up

Yousef Acar: Hahaha. Same.

Yousef Acar: Are there even swans in Turkey?

Yousef Acar Fuck. I can’t sleep

Yousef Acar: I have to get up in three hours

Yousef Acar: I’m just thinking about you getting together with Stephen Curry this summer

Yousef Acar: Please don’t do that…

Please, please, please wait for me, please he meant.

Sana Bakkoush: Hahaha

Sana Bakkoush: Ok, promise ♥

Yousef Acar:

She had texted him first, she had sent him a heart. Yes, it had definitely been the best day of this life.


SATURDAY MORNING

Sana woke up late the following day, she hadn’t really slept during the night thinking about Yousef. Her heart hurt because he was leaving but at the same time she felt so happy after what had happened the day before. They had finally talked, they had finally admitted their feelings and she would be waiting for him when he’d come back.

“Good morning, sis” Elias said as Sana entered the living room where he was editing some videos

“Good morning” she greeted him with a huge smile

“So, how was your date?”

He told you?”

“Of course he told me, I’m his best friend and you’re my sister. I had to give him the talk and all” Elias said

“The talk?” Sana rolled her eyes at him and sat down next to him

“You know, if you hurt my sister I’m going to kill you and so on”

“Should I say thank you for threatening my…?” she stopped mid sentence not sure of how to name Yousef

“Your…boyfriend, maybe?” Elias asked

“He’s not my boyfriend” Sana said blushing

“Yet” he winked at her

Sana chuckled and shook her head.

“Seriously Sana, was it good?” he asked more serious this time

“It was, it really was. We talked about everything and we…we agreed to wait for each other until he comes back”

“And about him not being muslim?”

Sana sighed and shrugged

“I don’t know how that’s going to work out to be honest” she said “But I’m willing to find out”

“Everything will be okay, you two are the most amazing people I know, you’ll make it work” he said as he put his arm around her shoulder.

“Thank you Elias” she said smiling

“Hey, if you’re happy, I’m happy remember?”


SATURDAY AFTERNOON (SANA’S PHONE)

SATURDAY EVENING (SANA’S PHONE)

Sana had a huge smile on her face after watching the video Isak had sent her. Seeing Yousef so happy when she had called him warmed her heart. And seeing all the boys teasing him made her laugh a lot. It was time to make the boy suffer.


SUNDAY

MONDAY

TUESDAY

WEDNESDAY

THURSDAY


SATURDAY

Sana walked around her backyard contemplating all of her friends and family, even her parents and Jamilla were there. They were all there, all talking to each other, listening to some music, just being happy.

It felt so good having them there, even though there was someone missing but she didn’t want to think about it, she didn’t want to get sad about Yousef not being there. Today was a day to celebrate, to be happy.

“Sana! Herregud you look so great!” Vilde said approaching her and giving her a hug “Pink is totally your color”

“Thank you Vilde you look so pretty too”

“I just wanted to say thank you for this, it’s really nice of you that you planned all of this for us” she said as Noora, Eva and Chris approached them

“I’m just really happy you’re all here” Sana said smiling

“All?” Noora asked with a sad face

“Yeah…someone is missing…but I can’t do anything about it” Sana said shrugging

“What if you could?” Chris asked

“Chris, he’s in Turkey. Besides I don’t want to be all sad about it”

“So if there was a way for him to be here you wouldn’t take it?” Eva asked smiling

“Of course, but that’s not happening” Sana said rolling her eyes

“Are you sure?” Vilde said biting her lip

Just as Vilde was finishing her sentence something caught Sana’s attention. The door that led to the backyard opened and no other than Yousef Acar came out of it.

Sana felt as though time has stopped. He walked down the stairs and started to look around, clearly looking for someone, but the way he did it, Sana felt like he was doing it in slow motion.

She noticed the exact moment his eyes found hers.

As soon as Yousef laid eyes on Sana his heart skipped a beat, he had never seen her so beautiful, and Sana was always beautiful. He had tried to make a cool entrance but as soon as he saw her he completely froze and stopped on his spot in the middle of the backyard, too taken aback to even make a move. He saw her smiling and making her way towards her. The time stopped and it was like she was walking on slow motion.

“Yousef, what are you doing here?!” she exclaimed as she got to him

He only looked at her in awe, his mouth slightly parted.

“Yousef?” she frowned

“Huh?” he said shaking his head to focus “I’m sorry it’s just…you look fucking beautiful Sana”

Sana smiled at him and blushed.

“What are you doing here? You’re supposed to be in Turkey”

“I told you I’d come back when you were over Stephen Curry didn’t I?” he said smirking at her

Sana smiled widely and stood in tiptoes to give him a hug just like she had the last time she had seen him. Yousef wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her tightly.

“But what about Turkey?” she asked

“It’s always going to be there, I can always come back. But every moment I spend with you is unique and I wouldn’t change that for anything.” he said looking at her eyes tenderly “Besides, I think my family is going to be quite happy now that they don’t have to listen to me talking about you the whole day”

Sana laughed loudly and shook her head.

“I’m so happy you’re here, now I’m truly surrounded by all the people I care about” she said

She looked around and her eyes stopped on her mom who was watching them. Sana’s smiled faded for a moment, unsure of her mother’s reaction. Mamma Bakkoush looked at her daughter, then at Yousef and then back at her daughter. She smiled at them as a way to say “If it’s what makes you happy, I’m okay with it”. Sana smiled back at her and turned to face Yousef once more. He was grinning at her, his eyes sparkling with happiness.

Life was good, it was definitely good.

———X——-

Prompts:

I know you’re really occupied but could you write something about today’s clip? Like their thoughts during it and a continuation (Yousef waking Sana home). Please please please! Thank you so much in advance! By the way that clip was the end of me!!!

If you are accepting prompts - could you write a continuation of today’s scene including what Yousef said to Sana when they hugged? Pretty please?

Promt: Please write something with Yousef writing Sana tomorrow before he leaves and says thank you for yesterday and him needing to make a plan to scare that basketball guy away from her, or something like that.

Hi! Could you write a fic about today clip from Yousef’s point of view? How excited he was after he got Sana’s call, how he asked his mon for soup, how he walked Sana home and maybe, just maybe decided to change the date of his ticket..?;)

i have a prompt request for you based of the last clip that i loved : yousef mom catching him putting the soup in the bowls which lead him to talking about sana and his feelings for her to his mom :’)

please please pLEASE write a fanfic off of todays clips

omg i hope this isn’t too much to ask but will you be writing a fic of today’s clip ? i’d literally be double fed haha i always read your fics when i have a depressive episode and they make me feel better and alive thank you

Heey, I have a prompt 4 u!! We skip ahead to August when Yousef returns from Turkey and he meets Sana for the first time since he left. Something where they’re both really goofy with each other like we saw in the clip, because that is seriously what I live for <33  (I know this isn’t exactly what you asked for sorry)

Hi! If it’s not much bother to you, could you write something about yesterday’s clip like how the night ended, what happened after the hug, what Yousef said in her ear, Yousef waking her home, them thinking about each other and finally the text conversation… I know it’s a lot but I would love to see it written by you, I really loved this clip!

Hey! I know maybe it’s too much but could you also write about Yousef asking her mother for her soup so he can take food to Sana? You can include it in your oneshot or if you want to just write a little drabble… thank you in advance!

Please in your fic about yesterday could you include what you think they said to each other (that we didn’t see) and Yousef walking Sana home in the end? Thanks!

Prompt: isak getting the notification and watching the latest hei briskeby video with sana in biology class. (I know this isn’t what you asked for sorry)

Prompt: Elias asking Sana how her date went. ❤️ Hope you feel better.

——————–x—————

This is it!!

I hope you’ve liked it!

Thank you all so much for reading and I’m sorry for the wait!

It’s time.
It’s the 1rst of March 2017 and that means that this beautiful boy, the reason of this account right here is 23 now.
I can’t really believe how fast time is flying but it is, faster than I ever imagined.
Wasn’t you just 16 yesterday, having your first world tour, wasn’t it just yesterday when my world came out, when you reached more and more goals that you had, wasn’t it just yesterday that this fanbase was created?
Well it’s pretty crazy to think about the fact that this was all nearly 8 years ago, isn’t it?
It is nearly 8 years ago since we started to watch you growing from this little kid into this beautiful young man and I can’t even say how proud I am of you, but just saying that I’m proud would be an understatement because it has been nearly 8 years since you decided to live this kinda life, to take us with you on your amazing journey, and since then, we’ve been here, we’ve been here with you through thick and thin, we stayed through rumors, lies, changes, mistakes, break ups. We stayed when you had the worst part of your life, when you were in deep depression, not knowing what to do with your life anymore, and now look at you my angel.
You rised like a skyscraper out of the ground, you handled your depression, you started to keep your life together again and most importantly, you found your purpose.
You’ve been through a lot, your journey was everything but easy I can tell.. you know, it was tough,
~ you had to deal with the fact that people called you a “ girl ” because of your voice when you were just 16,
~ when you became 17, you were rumored to be a father,
~ you were getting called gay by the age of 18
~ then, 2013/2014, or how we call it, your bizzle phase, you had to deal with more hate than I ever imagined, parents calling you a bad influence for their kids but the worst is that you had to deal with yourself and we had no clue
~ then you turned 21 and you were having a hufe comeback, you went through a lot of changes
~ and well, now it’s the time where I can say, with 22, people called you a jerk and they tried everything to tear you down, but you’re still here.
^ look at all of this, and people still call Justin weak? I’m sorry but for me this just proofs one more that Justin is one of the strongest people existing out there.
And even though you went through all of this, you still managed to love us, to take care of us, to make us feel like we’re worth it, and it amazes me everyday how you have the strength to do it everyday.
People don’t really get it, they will always question the memories I created, we all created with Justin, the stories we have behind all of this, they will never get it, but Justin, there’s one thing you should know and one thing people will always question,
you’re keeping me alive for a lifetime now.
In my darkest times, you were there.
When everyone turned against me and showed me their back, you offered me a hand.
When I thought that all hope was lost, you reminded me that there will always be hope as long as you’re there.
You brought the smile I’ve lost for years back, in such a short time.
You are the reason I’m fighting through a bad day, why I keep holding on.
You’ve always reminded me that I’m not alone, and that you’ll might not be next to me right now but that you will always be with me.
When I was struggling with anxiety, depression and panic attacks, I just had to listen to be alright and I knew that everything will be okay again.
Even though you don’t know how I look, you make me feel like the most beautiful princess.
Do you see this?
You’re the reason behind my smile,
you made me believe in myself,
you made me accept myself instead of bringing it down,
you gave me hope when I thought there’s nothing left,
you stood by my side when I was alone,
you helped me to get out of the darkest place in my life and yet, people still say that you’re a bad influence, shake my head at every single one of them, I wonder if they would still call you names, talk bad about you in front of us, or even come
up with rumors if they would know that you’re the only reasons why their friends, daughters, classmates are still alive.
^ but that’s a different story.
This day is supposed to be about you and only you.
I’m so endlessly proud of you, you’ve got a grammy, a diamond award, our fanbase keeps growing, you’re finally the person who you want to be, you started to figure life out and maybe you didn’t figured out completely, but you figured it out enough to be happy with yourself, and that’s all that matters, your happiness.
There’s so much more I wanna say, so much more things I’m proud of, so much more reasons why I love you, so much more reasons why I will always be with you, but I don’t even have any ideas how to put it into words, because you really do mean everything to me.
But since it’s 12AM,
Happy birthday my angel,
just remember that we love you, that we’ve always loved and that we will always love you because you might not know, but you’re the reason why so many of us are still here.
Happy 23rd birthday my beautiful little cupcake vanilla muffin puppy baby prince, I love you way more than to the moon and back. ❤️🎉

|A Theory pt 3|

GROUP: GOT7

GENRE: Angst, Smut, Pure unadulterated nonsense

LENGTH: 3.5K

A/N: Simply put: Shit gets REAL dolls. I was editing this while getting myself all pretty for my prom tomorrow and I was cackling all the while. Don’t kill me. Enjoy~Kae

Originally posted by dreamsofadramaqueen

GIF IS NOT MINE


“So who goes first?” I heard Youngjae whisper in my ear, his hands still firmly on my hips.

First?

“I don’t even think the brat can handle anymore. She looks about ready to pass out and we haven’t done anything” Jinyoung quipped.

“I can handle a lot more than you think” I growled before I could stop myself, removing myself from Youngjae’s hold and turning back around to face to men behind me.

Jinyoung’s statement brought me back to Jimin’s own earlier and I felt an immediate surge of anger. I wasn’t some innocent school girl, I was a grown woman and I’ll be damned if I allowed them to look at me in any other way. Unfortunately for me, they heard me.

“What was that princess?” Jaebum asked, face set.

“I’m not some innocent schoolgirl. I can handle a lot more than you think”.

I felt two fingers on either side of my lower jaw lifting my face up to look at the owner of the fingers. Jackson was looking down at me with dark eyes and, with a very fluid motion, he gripped the curve of my ass pulling me against him.

“Repeat what you just said”.

His words were blunt, dominant and  filled me with such a longing to submit to him that I’ve never felt before. My pride, however, wouldn’t go down without a fight.

“I said-”

“I heard full well what you said. I was just giving you the opportunity to correct yourself. But since you didn’t take that opportunity” He punctuated that statement by grabbing my ass roughly. 

“Let me make something clear to you” He turned me around immediately, hands tugging my hips back into his and his very obvious arousal.

Everyone in the room could sense that the playful Wang Puppy was gone.

“You haven’t seen any of what I can do. Until you successfully spend one night with me, taking what I give you, how I give it to you then those words are not to leave your lips again. Am I clear?”. His tone was authoritative and left absolutely no room for argument. 

I agree to what he says right now. Or else. I took a deep breath before slowly letting my insecurities fade away as much as possible.

“Yes” I breathed.

I felt his breath ghost over my ear hotly as he whispered “good girl”.

“I’m curious now” Youngjae mused just as Jackson leaned against the wall, pulling me to lay back on him.

“Yeah? About what?” I asked, proud of myself for forming words in this blissed out state.

“What your limits are” He began nonchalantly, pausing to walk toward me.

When he reached me, he began messing with the hem of the thin shirt I wore, before leaning down to my height.

“More specifically, if you’ll let me push them” Youngjae spoke in a sweet voice.

That sweet voice, however, was promising dirty, dirty things. But when Youngjae leaned down to press a heated sensual kiss to my lips, I knew that I was all fucking for whatever that voice was promising.

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I’ve been trying to formulate this for awhile, so here we go:

Today, I am juggling single motherhood, evading an abusive ex, full time school admission stuff while taking 9 hours of transfer classes, keeping this blog limping along, working full time in my current job while simultaneously training on a new job and handling huge IT project integration thing, handling the fallout from my two support systems in terms of child care falling through in one week, two different soccer schedules, my brother is in the hospital, and my mom and grandma both facing long-term chronic illnesses. 

And I am doing, like, okay. Not great, but good, some of the time, and okay, most of the time. That isn’t a humble brag! I never would have given myself credit to do a quarter of this a year ago, half of this six months ago, or even all of this three months ago! 

So many factors have kicked my ass into gear. Therapy is key, and that isn’t accessable to most people. I have the endless support of great family + friend. Surprisingly, going analog and using a bullet journal is the key to all of this. It started with just writing shit down.

Suddenly, I was making appointments on time. Paying my bills. Writing down my work tasks and getting them all completed. 

And this isn’t one more “drink water and your depression will go away post” or “will the sadness away.” That isn’t reality.

I’m doing all of this, and obviously my anxiety is ratcheted up, like, a lot. (Finals! in two weeks! Shit!) I’m still not sleeping, but I am overall killin’ it. I’m pretty proud of myself. For me, it started with one good decision. my goal at first was just, “OK, Linds, Make one good, forward-thinking decision today.” 

I started small: start a yoga routine. I mean, I still don’t have a yoga routine, but I do, by and large, have my shit together. Or I’m getting there. 

And now I pay my bills on time, am excelling in my job, have more confidence, got myself and kids in therapy, and am managing all of the above. 

You can come back from anything.

It started with taking fucking care of myself first. Learning that I was worth taking care of. I am still learning this. Getting whatever help I could. I read books at the library (free!) that helped teach coping strategies for managing anxiety. They weren’t cure-alls, but every little bit helps.

Anxiety doesn’t go away. I had a panic attack at work last week because I stood up to my boss. You know what? It was okay. My coworker was a great support. And my boss actually admitted he was wrong, gave me a HIGHER RATING on my review, and thanked me for bringing his slip-up (not looking at the new rating system criteria) to his attention. You can, however, have anxiety and still Kill It.

Confidence doesn’t build overnight. It is a process. Proving to yourself on, like, a daily basis that you can do it. This is my therapist’s #1 gripe with me. But look at me praising myself up there! Give yourself credit where credit is due.  Give yourself some grace, babe. You are doing your fucking best. And for today, that is good enough.

Failure is still part of the equation. I fucked up at work today! I apologized and moved on. I would have let that clobber me a year ago. Every single person makes mistakes. The world still moves on. So will you. It’s ok.

I am not a Mental Health Expert or a motivational coach, but I do believe that our stories can empower each other. It is possible to live with anxiety and still get shit done. Make ONE forward-thinking decision today, even if that one thing is taking care of yourself as best as you can. Doing homework in 20 minute increments until you finish an assignment. Whatever you can manage. 

Tomorrow, do it again plus one more.

On a night we won’t remember - Montgomery de la cruz (part 1/?)

This is my first imagine, I’m sorry if this is bad and if I make too much mistakes send me some feedback please, and please have mercy on me.

Pairing: Montgomery x reader

word count: 1051

It was a typical Friday night for you. Listening to your favourite music while putting on some comfy shorts, an oversized shirt and some soft socks. On your neck still the necklace that your ex-boyfriend gave to you for your 1 year anniversary, it has been 2 weeks since the two of you broke up but in your head the story was far from over. Montgomery was not a typical jock. Of course in school Monty found it important to keep his reputation high, being sometimes a little too aggressive pushing kids against the lockers. But when he was with you he was the sweetest, most caring person you’ve ever met. Monty would never hurt you, you thought.
 

You were completely zoned out when suddenly your phone lit up. It was a text from your best friend Justin.

“ Hey (Y/N), I’m at Jessica’s party where are you?”

Shit! You completely forgot. You weren’t a party animal but since Jess was Justin’s girlfriend and he was your best friend you promised to go. Just to do him a favour, and maybe for one night, forget about Monty and all the pain you’ve felt for the last couple weeks.

“ I was still showering, I’ll be there in 15 minutes!”

“ (Y/N)..”

“ What? A girl needs her shower ;) ?”

“ Nononooo not about that. He’s here, just so you know..”

So Monty was at the party.., he probably looked mind blowing with a nice button down, he’s perfect brown hair and his cute freckles. He hated them but I thought they made him look perfect. It was his finishing touch. But since he was there you had to look good, no not good you had to look great. You searched the dress he loved the most. It was a red one, thightly hugging your body. Monty always went crazy when you wore it, he said it made your body look even more perfect than it already was. You put on some make up and let your hair dry in some loose beach waves.

Justin offered to pick you up so you could drink a little, he imagined you could use some alcohol tonight. You were waiting in the living room when you heard a car on your driveway. Finally Justin arrived, despite the fact you had to face Monty you began to get excited for this party, just because you could be with your friends and could do somethinf different than cry or study.

You stepped into Justins car, when you looked had his mouth fell on the floor.

“Damn (Y/N) you look hot!”

You gave him a sweet smile, Justin was always the first one to make you smile with all his compliments
“Thanks Justin, I hope I have the ame influence on someone else tonight.” You winked at him and obviously referring to Montgomery

“ I’m sure you will, look at yourself, mindblowing. I’m pretty proud to call you my best friend right now.”

“ Alright Foley enough bluffing now let’s go, I don’t want Jessica to hate me.”

10 mintues later you arrived at the party. Suddenly you felt the chills go down your spine. You were going to face Monty after avoiding him for 2 weeks, after all the crying, going over everything the two of you did together and looking for a mistake you made. Looking at alle the pictures you had together for hours and missing him, missing his touch and his genlte kisses and the way he shouted your name when you scored a goal on the soccerfield.

Justin looked at you “(Y/N) you look stunning, don’t worry it will be fine, and if you want to go home just give me a sign.”

You smiled at Justin, he understood you with just one smile. The two of you went in, he went to Jessica, kissing her. You walked straight to the kitchen fixing yourself a drink. You went for some tequila, or in your case te-kill-a. When you looked up you saw a tall Zach Dempsey looking at you with a grin on his face. “You lost something?” you asked, with a little sass.

“Well I think I lost my heart to you, (Y/N)”

“Too cheesy Zach, now come give me a hug, it’s been 2 weeks”

Zach almost sprinted to you picking you up and spinning you around. You were talking with Zach about his basketball, about how stupid Bryce is, and so one.

You knew Zach since you were 5, he made you a sports fan and he was the one pushing you to train harder everyday so you became the best female soccer player on the team.

Just then you saw him, Monty. He looked you straight in the eyes. You froze, why was he looking so sad, was it because of you, was it because of Zach picking you up? How long has he been standing there?

He didn’t know how the behave so he ran off, you following his path.

You found a lonely Monty 3 houses away, sitting alone on a bench with clenched fists

You walk down to him, “Is this seat taken?” he looks up, his eyes were filled with tears.

“Why would you even want to be here, I’ve been so mean to you?”

“ Maybe because I still care?”

“ Just go”

And right on that moment the most impulsive and probably dumb idea comes into your mind and before you know it

“ Do you want to get drunk? We’ll probably regret this tomorrow but I think we can both use this. since you’re sitting here with you fists clenched and I’m still wearing your necklace.”

He looked at you with his sad eyes nodding affirmatively.

Back at the party Monty fixed drinks for the both of you.

You were waiting outside watching a few boys playing beerpong. You were curious, how was a drunk night with monty going to end?

Monty sat next to you giving you your drink, you could smell it had lots of tequila in it, but you didn’t mind at all

“on a night we won’t remember” he said while drinking the whole thing at once.

“on a night we won’t remember” you said and you did the same

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I'm Intersex & bi

… and starting to be proud. 

*deep breath* I’m quite nervous about this, but here it goes.

I decided to officially come out as two things that I’ve actually been ashamed of for the longest of time. I’m doing this because I’m finally getting to that point where I can’t just cope with it or accept it, but I’m actually starting to take pride in being who I am (let’s hope it stays that way!). I also hope that this might reach and maybe in a small way help someone like me who isn’t quite there yet.

First of all: I’m intersex. Intersex is a broad term that implies a person is born physically diverting from the gender binary (it is often confused with transgender, since both often struggle with gender-identity). I’m also however, cisgender. Which -yes-, is possible. I’ve always identified as female and was identified as such at birth. My chromosomes however are XY… I’ll try to explain:

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Hell House

Summary: Your sister and her boyfriend start a prank war on the way to investigate a haunted house
Words: 6k
Dean x Reader, Sam x Jess
Warnings: episode related drama, pranks

A/N: this is part of my ‘Jess never died’ rewrite, find the masterpost here
Beta: @blacksiren

Originally posted by armymenintheashtray

Your name: submit What is this?

You didn’t remember falling asleep in the car. In fact, you didn’t even remember deciding to close your eyes. Apparently, your body was just exhausted.

You woke with a start as Dean began singing obnoxiously loud along to Blue Ӧyster Cult, flailing your arms out in front and promptly spitting something out of your mouth before realising it was just a plastic spoon.

You looked over at your sister to see her suppressing a laugh, and you slapped her arm at the same time as landing a forceful kick to the back of Sam’s seat.

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How You Met

Harry Potter:

Ofcourse, everyone knew ‘The Boy Who Lived’ and Y/n wasn’t among the people who caught his attention. He is extremely stupid to know the efforts put by her to get to be friends with him. For instance, purposely hitting him on his shoulder and then falling in front of him? Nope. He would just say sorry and continue gossiping with his friends. After a while, she stopped putting any kind of efforts.

But he noticed her only in the Fourth Year when Umbridge ruined everyone’s mood. The new prefects were teasing Y/n and she couldn’t hold it any longer. She snapped and performed a spell that threw the prefect to the other side of the room knocking off someone. That 'someone’ was Harry. He looked..spellbound (A/N - Pun intended xD) While the prefect sprinted off towards Umbridge’s office, you gave a hand to Harry, who was smiling.

He got up and asked, “Aren’t you the girl who once fell in front of me?”

She said nodding “Well Harry, aren’t you the boy who just fell in front of me?” They both laughed and that’s how their friendship started.

Draco Malfoy:

Y/n met him in the third year when she went to buy her books. They talked to each other for some time. He was very proud to be a pure blood and Y/n wasn’t into any kind of blood status discrimination. So she smiled and avoided his remarks.

Later on, she met him again in the train compartment when she sat with him and his friends. Ofcourse the other two friends were like his bodyguards. But when he sent the two to get some food, he was a whole new person. He was very polite and soft in the inside. He pretended to be hard as a rock, but it was just so visible in his eyes that he can be different among the people he was comfortable with.

“You really don’t know how to make friends properly, do you?”

He looked at her and smirked, “How do you know?”

“I can tell. I have been talking to you for quite a while.”

Since then they spent a lot of time together.

Ron Weasley:

Ron was very stupid when it came to some subjects. But chess? He was the best. Y/n met Ron in the first year when it was Christmas and the whole school was kind of empty. Except that there were the Weasley twins, Ron and Harry. All of her friends were home for holidays while she was spending her time here as their family were 'busy’ for some reason. She was quietly sitting in the corner observing Harry and Ron play chess where Harry seemed to lose in every way. Y/n were helping Harry to move the chess pieces through sign language across the table, which Ron seemed to notice after a while.

“Hey this is cheating!” Ron said.

“Ron you are good enough, but atleast give him a chance to win.” She yelled.

And that’s how Ron got to know Y/n, by doing the best thing he can. By playing chess.

Fred Weasley:

No one dared to mess around with the twins. All the people knew how they can prank on them mercilessly. Except Y/n. She was a kind of person who didn’t really care about small things, but if you do something really bad that angers her or embarrasses her, then you shouldn’t really face her at all.

As the twins always did, they were pranking on people and oneday, they decided to prank on her. It was Fred’s idea but George didn’t seem to like it that much. So what they did is that they hung a bucket of water above the door and just when Y/n opened it…she got drenched. It was very much violating for her and she was embarrassed as for a fifth year student, she was physically mature and erm– some undergarments were visible. Her friends quickly helped her to get covered with their robes. Fred realized his mistake and quickly went to her to apologize but instead of getting an 'Its okay’ he received a reeeaally tight slap across his face. The whole floor was quiet.

“WELL I AM SORRY TOO YOU GUYS!!” She yelled and ran back to her House’s common room.

Fred and George never messed with her again, but then they became friends real quick..as you see, Y/n could give some wicked ideas BUT with all the precautions necessary.

George Weasley:

George. He was always kind of the one full of puns and surprises. But also a bit shy when compared with Fred. Fred was the immediate with his flirting skills but George was steady.

So the friendship began when oneday in the potions class she hissed at her friend but who was oblivious of the situation. Y/n’s friend was going on a date with a guy and she needed every kind of step ready for her friend. So she wrote on a piece of paper “Meet me in Hogsmeade today before going out with him” and crumpled it and threw it towards her.

But instead, it landed on George. “Merlin’s BEARD!! Why do you have such a bad aim Y/n!!” She cursed herself. When she looked back up, George was already smiling at her while Fred was smirking. This looks soooo wrong. She blushed and decided to concentrate on her work.

After the class, Y/n quickly went to him. But before she said anything George said, “I know it was for your friend but if you feel bored, maybe you could hang out with us.”

“Oh.” She sighed in relief, “Thank you. That will be nice. I thought I had to spend my time alone and bored.”

Well my dear, this was just the beginning.

Cedric Diggory:

He was quite easily very much popular among girls. But Y/n specifically didn’t like boys just because of their looks. For her, if someone has looks equals to 100 and a personality equals to 1, she would not even care to look at him. And this was true that she didn’t treat him different from others either.

She remembered when once she tried to talk to him and he kindly brushed her off, but later was found laughing with his friends about it.

So it all began when she was walking towards the Herbology class. And Cedric tried to run past her but instead, collided with her.

“Watch where you are going!!! Can’t you see??”

“It’s really hard when I’ve got my eyes over a pretty girl like you.”

“Not gonna work on me Diggory. Try harder. Get some personality to show off.” She said turning around.

“I may seem bad but, I am not that bad. Atleast give me a chance?”

Y/n turned around to look at him and smiled.

“Sure.”

Oliver Wood:

Oliver was a very competitive guy. From the first year he had a competitive kind of relation with Y/n and she too, didn’t spare a single chance to win. But they had a silent competition and only spoke through their eyes. How it happened? Well it just happened.

But when it came to get selected in the Quidditch team, Y/n lost. That was the first time when she spoke to him.

“Congratulations Wood.” She said.

“Wow, took you years to say it.” Oliver chuckled.

“Shut it.” Y/n smirked.

The competition never really stopped, but it surely created a strong bond between them.

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A Letter From Dean

Originally posted by findyourownhappyending

Summary/Author Note: I think most of us get down about something sometimes. Whether that be work or school, relationships, friends & family, or even just how sometimes we aren’t very nice to ourselves. If something’s been bothering you, let Dean Winchester remind you exactly what he thinks of you…

Pairing: Dean x reader

Word Count: 900ish

Warnings: one little F bomb


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Why Him? Pt. 8 (Thomas Jefferson x Reader) FINAL PART

Time Period: Modern (College AU, Soulmate AU)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8

Word Count: 1,433

Warnings: Language

A/N: Many of you know I have begun a second series with James Mads, which I’m very excited about, so if you’re looking for another series to hop onto, check it out!! 😊 As for this series, it kind of just wrote itself. I didn’t really intend for this to be the end, but I think the series disagreed with me, because it kind of just … ended. This has been an insane ride and I have gotten incredible feedback on this story. Thank you so much to everyone who has stuck with me since the beginning and thank you to everyone who hopped on during or even after I finished it. I appreciate every single one of you. I cannot express what it means to me. You guys took the time to read my work and leave comments and you’ve all been so supportive as I’ve been going through my finals so thank you! Without further adieu, enjoy the final part to Why Him? 

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You grimaced, rubbing your temples aggressively with your first two fingers. “Are you alright, mon ami?” Lafayette asked. 

You nodded your head, squeezing your eyes shut. “Brain freeze,” you mumbled and he chuckled.

As soon as you called Lafayette, he had agreed to meet you in the campus café where he bought you a strawberry smoothie. You’d consumed half of it in one, large gulp which led to your current situation. 

“So, what was it that you needed to talk to me about?” He inquired, as you continued to rub your temples in an attempt to soothe your headache. “You seemed rather perturbed on the phone.”

“It’s…” You bit your lip, hesitating. Lafayette didn’t push, so you took a moment before continuing. “It’s about Jefferson.” 

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Celebrate Bisexuality Day

Note: I really enjoyed writing this. Being an LGBT+ person myself, I think it’s really important with more representation and I just like the idea of Lin being bi tbh. Starting now, I will be adding summaries to my stories too because I feel like it gives people a better picture of my stories, hehe. I’m sorry this took so long to finished. I’ve just been really busy and stressed

Summary: Lin comes out as bi on twitter and is finally able to be with the guy he has been in love with since college and he just prays that this guy is still in love with him like he was back in college when Lin didn’t dare ask him out.

Wordcount: 1520

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Male!Reader

Warnings: None

Originally posted by alexanderhamllton

 

September 23 / 19:21

@Lin_Manuel:

So, since it’s ’celebrate bisexuality’ – day, I’d just like to take a second to say that I am bisexual and proud for all of you wondering

You had fallen asleep on your couch at around 6 pm but was woken up by your phone buzzing. Lin had tweeted something and even though the brightness of your phone’s screen blinded you slightly in the now dark living room, there was no mistaking that Lin had just confirmed his bisexuality. You had known Lin for a really long time and had definitely suspected it, so you were not all that surprised. You had been in love with him since college where you had been friends. You had never really had to come out to your small friend group because everyone knew that you were not straight. So, you never really bothered.

You smiled lightly at your screen. You were happy that he was finally comfortable enough to share it with the world.

You decided to text him because it honestly seemed like the most rational thing to do. You wanted him to know that you were happy for him, even if he probably already knew. “Welcome to the non-straight club” You texted him as you finally got up from your couch. The day had really gotten to you and the nap did not really help your tiredness much either. But, you still managed to drag yourself to the kitchen to get some kind of dinner. You had not really planned on falling asleep and now it was too late to cook anything.

September 23 / 19:34

@Lin_Manuel:

Thank you for all the love and support, it means a lot!

Lin had tweeted and just seconds after you received a text from him “Thank you, bahaha. Are you home?” He asked.

You grinned slightly at his text. “When am I not?” You replied as you placed your phone down on the counter and started roaming through your fridge to find something edible.

You had just managed to find some cheese and butter to make yourself a grilled cheese sandwich for dinner when your phone buzzed again. “Great! Can I come over? I’ll bring take out” Lin texted.

You considered his offer for a little. You knew that you looked like shit since it had been a pretty rough day. But, you did not want to let your friend down. Besides, you had been able to hide your feelings for the guy so far, why would it be any different now? “Sure. When will you be here?” You ended up giving in as you put the stuff back into the fridge. You needed to go to the grocery store tomorrow, you noted.

“I’ll be there in 30 minutes” He replied, which gave you enough time for a quick shower which you figured you were in great need of.

“Great! See you then” You texted back just before grabbing some clean clothes, consisting of a pair of boxers, gray sweatpants and a black t-shirt and hoodie. You checked the time before taking a quick shower, enjoying the relaxing warmth of the water running down your body, making your sore muscles relax.

You barely managed to slip your clothes on, before your doorbell rang. You zipped your hoodie halfway up and then left the bathroom to let Lin in. You could not help but smile when you saw him standing outside your door with a white bag with what you assumed was the take out he had promised to bring.

“Hey.” You grinned, as you stepped aside to let Lin inside and closed the door after him. The two of you hugged, both lingering a bit too long in each other’s embrace for it to be a quick ‘it’s nice to see you again even though we only saw each other a couple of days ago,’ - hug.

“Hey Y/N.” He greeted as he handed you the bag of take-out and shrugged his jacket off afterward. You led the way to the kitchen, sitting the white bag down on the counter. It smelled amazing and you were pretty hungry, but you figured Lin had not just come over to eat take out with you.

“So. Bi, huh?” You questioned. You knew how hard coming out could be, since coming out to your parents was something that you had done a while back and still often had to do. It was tough and really unpleasant. But, Lin seemed to take it well.

Lin nodded at that. “Very bi.” He grinned. He seemed proud and it made you smile. He was proud of being who he was and you really admired that about it because coming out was not easy for you, but Lin seemed so at ease and it made you happy.

“How are you feeling about being out?” You asked curiously as you leaned against the counter slightly. You honestly just really hoped that he was happy.

“Pretty great, honestly. It means that I can finally be with someone special.” He admitted with a shy smile.

You felt your heart sink a little; of course, Lin had someone. You should not be surprised, really. Lin was an amazing guy and he deserved to have someone special in his life. You chuckled slightly as a somewhat genuine smile spread across your lips. “That’s great Lin. I’m really happy for you.” You said. You were, but it also hurt. Then again, you had been in love with the guy since college and you had dealt with him falling in love before. This was nothing new, right? Still, it hurt just as much as the times before this.

“Yeah. I’m really happy, Y/N. I can finally be myself.” He admits. He seems so happy and you were unable to help the smile that spread across your lips. You were happy for him. You were not exactly happy, but you were happy for him.

“That’s amazing. He is a very lucky guy.” You tried with a weak smile as you turned away as you took the take-out Lin had brought out of the white plastic bag. It was your favorite. Just like you loved it. Lin knew you so well.

Lin was stunned into silence for a second, not knowing what to say. Had you not realized what his words had meant? Or maybe you had and you were friend zoning him. He placed a gentle hand on your upper arm. He had to make sure, right?

You swallowed slightly as you felt his hand on your arm. “What?” You breathed, your voice coming off a lot smaller than you intended.

“Y/N. You were the guy I was talking about.” Lin tried, treading lightly. He definitely did not want to make you uncomfortable, but he also really needed you to know.

You blinked a little, looking at him in complete shock. “What?” You asked, not sure if you had just heard right. Had Lin, the guy you had been in love with since college just confessed to you that he wanted to be with you?

“I’m in love with you for God’s sake, Y/N.” Lin blurted, followed by a somewhat nervous chuckle. “But. I get if you don’t want me because I’ve been a total dick for the past years. I knew that you liked me in college and I just sort of hoped that it would still be the case.” He rambled.

And before he could continue his rambling, you grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him in for a kiss, effectively shutting him up. Were you really kissing Lin-Manuel Miranda? Definitely.

It all felt so surreal and when he pulled back, you just stood there chuckling nervously as you stared at him. He grinned at you, as he pulled you in for a tight embrace.

“I still like you, Lin.” You breathed quietly, which made both of you chuckle. You probably did not have to even tell him, since you had just kissed him, but you still did.

“Good… Great. Amazing.” He grinned, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. The two of you stood like that for a while with your arms wrapped around one another. It was nice. This was what you had wanted for such a long time and now it was finally happening. You were almost unable to believe it. The guy you had been in love with for such a long time by now had finally come out and that to be with you. You were not really a person to believe in miracles. But this? This was definitely a miracle. And it felt so right.

You were the first one to break the silence as you pulled back to look at him. “Maybe we should eat the take-out before it turns cold?” You suggested with a grin.

He chuckled at your words as he nodded. “Seems like a plan.” He agreed as he grabbed the plastic bag from your counter and made his way to the couch with you as you sat down to eat the take-away Lin had brought to your apartment.

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Restlessly waiting for vids of the free skate at Four Continents, so… er, I’m just going to dump a bunch of things on the short programs.

Lol, I should be doing my paper what is this

Yuzuru Hanyu

I don’t really know what’s up, but he’s only so-so in the SP. Of course, I only say this because we know how great he is and this is really “so-so” by Yuzuru Hanyu standards. HE WAS SO GREAT AT THE GRAND PRIX OKAY, so people’s expectations are higher. The most glaring mistake was his failed 4S; my heart kind of broke a little then. Overall, I thought his energy during the SP was kind of low. BUT! The very best thing about Hanyu is that even when he is not on top of his game, he still lands on his feet. Even when the 4S turned into a double, he was able to do the combination. That was awesome. He will always be awesome even on his worst days.

Another thing I love about Hanyu is that he knows how well (or not well) he performs. You can see it on his face he was not happy with that SP. Lol, and his face when he saw his score! He is such a sweetheart. Yeah, the judges love him okay, this isn’t even the first time he got a higher than expected score. Everyone is biased towards Hanyu. We just want to see him keep skating. ♥

Shoma Uno

MY SON YOU JUST KEEP GETTING BETTER AND BETTER. Yay yay yay, a score at the 100’s! I was so happy AND HE OUTSCORED YUZURU HANYU. I swear to God, I was following the scores on Twitter because I was out on a Friday night while the short programs were on-going, but I didn’t care, I didn’t care that I was like three blocks away from the office and people I work with could see me, I literally SCREECHED when someone tweeted that Shoma Uno outscored Hanyu.

I have no idea who I am rooting for anymore. Why am I even so happy about this when I was just mourning Hanyu’s jump. I think I just root for everyone, lol. ♥

Also, I would just like to say that Shoma doesn’t always have the best music. Sometimes his choices baffle me. I did like this one, though. He just makes me really happy, and he is always so cute out there like a small ball of… cuteness on the ice. (Nope, I am not a skating critic by any stretch. I’m just a humble spectator who likes cute things.)

Nathan Chen

Okay, you know what, congratulations, USA. I actually am not rooting for anyone outside of my country… and okay, Japan (because my God, Hanyu is a beast at this sport), but Chen got me at that 4Lz. I can’t. The quads he’s throwing out and the number of them he has under his belt… and just! Lutzes are my favorite thing to watch okay, this is so unfair! *ugly crying*

Man, I am so reluctantly rooting for him now. He deserved his place at 1st. Good job, Nathan Chen. *happy clapping*

Phichit Michael Christian Martinez

My boy wasn’t able to do the 4L he was aiming for, but he did land all his jumps, so I am really, really proud of him! To be honest, we are really, really behind in the whole skating game. MC still does not have any quads (while his peers are throwing them out like vomit like wtf) in this generation where jumps determine the champs. Our boy is also at that age when his body seems to be getting the better of him; I think he will grow up bigger than what is ideal of a competitive skater. This means he will have to keep working really, really hard. Still, MC is our first and still only world-class figure skater in… ASEAN? So I just want to see him succeed in this so much.

And whatever, we may be behind, but MC still has the BEST BIELLMANN OKAY FIGHT ME

Lol, bonus trivia about our Phichit: actually, here in the Philippines, figure skating is not that big. Any sport outside of basketball (and maybe volleyball because of the university rivalries), really, is not that popular. When you mention MC’s name, most people go, “OMG THAT BOY HAS ABS NOW!” Honest to God, I just had this conversation at the office pantry yesterday:

Me: Do you know our skater?
Colleague: Michael Martinez? He has a great bod now! I saw it on Instagram.
Me: Yeah, I’m really proud of him. I think it’s because–
Colleague: –he has a girlfriend now?
Me: …no. No. I was going to say it’s because jumps take a lot out of an athlete and they have to be really strong for it, but nevermind, because it just sounds lame after what you just said, you gossip hag.

Yep. Yes, that is pretty much what most people think about and notice. (Also, yes. Social media and IG. Everyone here is Phichit.) People only care whenever he wins because we get to see him on the news. Figure skating is not popular at all, and actually if you go to our ice rinks at the mall you’ll find that 70% of the skaters are flailing and falling on their asses. Lol, this is so not our sport.

Still, I love this kid for the work that he does. I’m really proud of him. I noticed his body changed significantly since 2014; that must have been tough. He’s taller now and bulkier, and while it’s a sign of his hard work (and wins him more fans lol I laugh about this so much because I’m gay and I can’t ride that bandwagon), it must also be even more difficult now to get those quads. His lack of quads is really hurting his scores. I’m glad he has not lost his flexibility, which is what people notice most about him. I. Just. Want. To. See. Him. Succeed. At. This. God damn. Keep working hard, MC! You’ve got this! ♥

Imagine #19 Charles Xavier (Request)

Requested by Anon: Could you please write a Charles Xavier x reader where the reader likes him but feels she has no chance so she pretends to hate him. But then he finds out the truth through mind reading? I’m sorry if this is complicated!! But thank you so much.

Originally posted by netflixruinedmylifeimagines

Not my gif

Words: 2622

Warnings: fem!reader, swearing, typos

A/N: So, first of all, I know that request is from literal months ago, and I’m really sorry, but I kinda put off writing it for the following reason… I actually did that once, pretended to hate someone I believed not to be good enough for (he was a dick and probably deserved it, but still) and it’s connected to some of the worst, most uncomfortable and regrettable situations of my life. If you find yourself in that kind of situation, and you think that it would be easier to just treat your crush like crap, DON’T! I’m all for making mistakes and learning from them, but I really recommend you just talk to the person or, if that’s easier, distance yourself, but being a dick towards them will just make you look and feel like… well, a dick. Don’t! And secondly, I am not incredibly proud of this fic. I don’t think it’s that great. I hope, I’m not disappointing anyone. xoxo

Charles had hired you because of the way you worked with the students, the way you treated the other teachers and the impression that you were one of the smartest, most dedicated people he had ever met. He had hired you despite the fact that you apparently couldn’t even be in the same room as him without shooting him glares and avoiding any kind of further interaction.

Charles understood that there were people, whom one just couldn’t stand. Attraction was biology after all, and maybe you just really didn’t like him, maybe semi-polite working-side-by-side was all you were able to with him, but it still bothered him.

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Metal And Wings (part -1)

Pairing: Bucky X Angel!reader (eventual)

Summary: you were having enough of seeing the human assigned to you suffer and be sad. You decided to confront your father, known as god by many and do something about it.

A/N: this series is sooooo fun to write!! I am loving this AU and if you like it too pleaseeee send feedback. Please. It’s an introductory part and will have eventual bucky x reader. So, you can expect some nice angel drama. also, Gabriel is the traditional female angel in this one but shares many traits with Gabriel from SPN. Hope you like it!

Warnings: fighting, blood, violence, being beaten, guns, firing, swearing also Gabriel showing other angels porn and talking about sex and alcohol.

Word Count: 1867

Originally posted by xmidnight-moonlightx

Originally posted by bring-me-back-to-wonderland

‘father, may I have a word?’ you looked at your father, the creator of everything, as he was sat peacefully pondering over something. the white hall and his eyes had this blue glow to them when he would be doing his usual thinking and planning.

‘of course, child.’ He stood up and the glow from his eyes vanished. He walked to his table with a white orb and motioned you to step further.

‘father, I was in talks with Gabriel today she-‘ as you took the archangel’s name a frown appeared on his face.

‘did she show you some kind of obscenity too? or maybe told you how good certain things the human make taste?’ he smiled at you and you shook your head in a ‘no’.

‘nothing like that, father. Just, um, I wished to talk about the human I am assigned to as a guardian angel.’ You looked at the orb and it showed the picture of his sleeping form. though he was sleeping he wasn’t at peace, he was reliving those horrid memories in his dreams again. the one thing you dreaded about being an angel was how you could feel the pain of others and especially the human you were given to look over. The ability of empathy was both a blessing and a curse.

‘oh, yes.’ He sighed. ‘James Buchanan ‘Bucky’ Barnes, the troubled, damaged soul.’ He looked in the orb. Bucky had woken up now, he was breathing heavily and trying to assure himself that what he had seen wasn’t real. ‘a twisted story this one has.’ He looked deeply into the orb.

‘father, must you give him such pain? must he suffer even after being lashed and beaten like a hound?’ you asked almost pleadingly. He looked at you, shook his head slightly and gave you a kind smile.

‘free will, dear daughter. Though I can control everything I cannot interfere with free will. A man’s choices may mean happiness for himself but,’ he looked at bucky who had buried his face in his hands. ‘great horror for the others.’

‘I want to help him, father.’ You stated. You could no longer avoid the topic, you couldn’t let him suffer like this anymore. It was getting unbearable.

‘now, you are speaking you mind.’ he walked back to his chair and you followed him. ‘always the little rebel of mine.’ He sat down and you rolled your eyes.

‘it was just a couple of times…’ you played with the belt of your white dress.

‘more like a hundred and twenty-nine times.’ He said and you shrugged.

‘it was necessary.’ You emphasised.

‘okay,’ he threw his arms up in defence. ‘let’s get back to the main topic, how do you wish to help james?’ he asked.

‘I want to be able to influence his life.’ You said quickly.

‘well, you can’t until he asks for it.’ he pointed out.

‘but he never will!’ you argued. ‘and with all that has happened with him I hardly believe he will, I mean you could’ve done something. you’re the creator of the universe.’ You muttered quietly to yourself but he heard you and chuckled.

‘always pointing out my flaws but still my secret favourite.’ He said.

‘more than Michael?!’ you asked with the enthusiasm of a child. The slight hesitation however, told something else. ‘okay, I understand that. Guess not being heaven’s most lethal weapons puts me in-‘

‘hold the sarcasm, back to James.’ He said sternly and you nodded. ‘I think all that he’s going through you can go to earth, heal him, make him smile again.’

‘doing that without showing myself will be difficult, father, wont it be?’ you suggested. ‘

yes, (y/n).’ he said monotonously. ‘you can show yourself, just please don’t do anything unwise.’ He looked at you.

‘oh, I wouldn’t dream of it.’ you grinned. ‘good bye, father!’ you ran away for you had a lot ahead of you. god sighed as he saw you slam the door of the hall, making the big clock fall. ‘I shall fix that later!’ you shouted back. This wasn’t going to very well, he knew it.


‘welcome to earth!!’ Gabriel exclaimed and clapped your back making you stumble forwards a little. You always loved your visits to earth, everything your father had created was so fascinating. ‘stupid teleportation always messes up my hair’ she fixed her curls.

‘they look beautiful no matter what,’ you smiled not looking at her, just observing the beautiful surrounding. Though she had brought you in a deserted place, it still fascinated you. ‘I always envied your curls.’ You looked at her.

‘well, these sister, require a lot of maintenance.’ She puffed them up. ‘your (y/e/c) hair are no less.’ She winked and you grinned. ‘okay, to the basics, don’t get in a car if you are offered candy-‘

‘I am not as sweet obsessed as you are, sister.’ You crossed your arms. She stuck her tongue out at you and continued.

‘don’t tell people unknown to the supernatural about us. that’s important.’ She pointed and you nodded.

‘I am not a child, Gabe. I know these things, just let me go now, please?’ you gave her your best puppy eyes.

‘always with the eye thingy.’ She rolled her eyes and you grinned. ‘kay’ take care, sister’ she hugged you tightly. You mumbled that you will and let go after a few minutes. ‘oh, and one more thing,’ she said and you furrowed your brows. She walked to a distance and turned to you with her usual mischievous smile. ‘don’t worry about dad!’ she yelled. ‘sex and alcohol are fun until you don’t get pregnant or shit face drunk!’. You laughed and she grinned before vanishing in the thin air.


Bucky was ducked down by the wall as countless bullets were fired at him. he was usually good in these situations but the injuries from the last missions hadn’t healed probably and that last night’s dream had shaken him a bit. He slid to the other side and shot back. With a few agents down, he made his way forwards. He was about to reach the other level until he was thrown to one side by one of the special agents, he got up and fought back until he was kicked in one of his cracked ribs. The pain was so immense that he couldn’t defend the hits that followed.

Before he received the final blow, he somehow managed to punch the agent square in the jaw and escaped. He slumped against the wall and tried to reach steve’s com.

‘steve,’ he breathed ruggedly. ‘I-I’m pretty beaten up.’ he sniffled and wiped some blood from his face. blue dots were disrupting his vision and a sharp pain was there in his flesh arm’s bicep and right calve.

‘bucky what happened?!’ steve’s worried voice asked.

‘long story,’ he croaked out. He examined the paining parts and found bullet wounds. ‘oh, wait, I got shot too.’ he let out a dry scoff.

‘bucky, wait, I am sending help.’ He said.

 ‘guess I’ll just die, or stay here then.’ He muttered. ‘not like I can go any where with a shot leg and fucked up ribs.’

‘not really.’ you appeared in front of him and he jumped slightly.

‘who the fuck are you?!’ he aimed his gun at you. another enhanced? You leaned closer and examined his wounds. He couldn’t help but put his gun down and look in you beautiful (y/e/c) eyes. Why was he feeling so calm and serene?

‘who are you?’ he breathed, his curious eyes set on you.

‘for my father’s sake, james.’ You muttered. ‘I just came here and you get injured again.’ he didn’t know what to say, he was feeling light, too light. ‘let’s take care of these, okay?’ you looked at him and snapped your fingers. Finding himself at the roof of the hydra base, bucky was more confused than ever.

‘don’t worry,’ you smiled and he felt like he could believe you. you kept your hands at his face first, healing the bruises.

‘how are you doing this? Who are you?’ he asked dreamily.

‘I, my dear,’ You kept your hand on his chest and looked at him with a kind yet proud smile. ‘am an angel of the lord, (y/n).’ you said and he furrowed his brows. ‘I am also your very own guardian angel.’ You added.

‘angels don’t exist.’ He scoffed and smirked. ‘and I out of every person in this world can’t have a guardian angel.’ You were done and all his wounds were healed. The glow faded and he sat up properly examining himself.

‘then how would I do this?’ you asked and he shrugged.

‘some enhanced maybe?’ he shrugged. You stood up and closed your eyes. ‘the hell is she doing now?’

‘you will know.’ You answered and his eyes widened.

‘shit, she can read brains.’ He thought.

‘yes, and the reason you calmed down there is because of my aura. Now, hush and look.’ You said and he obeyed. You took a deep breath and spread your wings to the widest, creating a big shadow. Bucky’s jaw dropped in awe, he hadn’t seen something so unique in his life.

‘holy shit,’ he awed. ‘you’re a real fucking angel!’ he stood up.

‘just an angel will do, actually.’ You chuckled.

‘wait, so you’re like my guardian angel and you could’ve done all that shit before? You’re quite an asshole.’ He said and you gave him your best ‘bitchface’ as the humans called it these days.

‘that’s one way to show gratitude, James.’ You crossed your arms. ‘see, we can’t just show up in these forms whenever we want. Plus you never asking or accepting my help wasn’t very helping either.’

  ‘sorry.’ he muttered.

‘it’s okay. Everyone makes mistakes.’ You assured him. ‘I must leave now. Good bye.’ You turned away and started walking fast paced. He wasted no time in following you.

‘wait, what else can you do? and when will I see you again? can I “call” you?’ he asked too quickly and you turned to him.

‘see, I assist you. I serve my father not humans. As a guardian angel, I look over you not after you.’ You said. ‘I will come if you pray to me, I will come when you need me.’

‘and-‘ you kept a hand in front and stopped him from speaking any further.

‘you shall know it all when it’s time, james.’ You kept a hand on his shoulder.

‘okay, sorry. I just- I’ve just never met an angel before.’ He rubbed the back of his neck. ‘I mean wait till steve hears about this.’

‘trust me, if you don’t want to sound like a mad man, don’t tell anyone.’ You warned. ‘until we meet again, james, good bye.’ You smiled.

‘good bye, angel.’ He smiled back. You nodded and walked to the edge of the building as his eyes followed you curiously.

‘be good, james. Take care.’ You pointed and jumped off the building. He rushed to the wall and looked down but there was no sign of you, you were gone.

 sorry, if I scared you. father, says shouldn’t do it as it scares people.’ he heard a faint voice and smile crept up to his lips. One unique guardian angel he had.


Tags: @yikesbuckster, @wantingtobekorra

anonymous asked:

Just random queastions. 1.) Do you think, that they maybe changed their mind after the reaction to the withanaccent-interview and felt so insulted, that they decided, to not make Johnlock canon after all? 2.) The tarmac-scene has some big similaritis to a scene in DW (don´t know what to say; question about the future; last chance to say "it") and is just built up like a love confession-scene. Do you think that maybe TPTB didn´t notice this? Or really thought it was funny? I´m so confused... tbc

3.)Benedict seems to be such a nice person (I love Martin even more, but he is not so outwardly caring.) etc. and i just can´t imagine him agreeing to queerbaiting? (I find most of “TJLC-Evidence” not very convincing, because I would also die etc. for a friend, but the tarmac-scene is imo queerbaiting/almost love confession. They HAVE TO notice what the scene implies!?). 4.)They always say it is their show etc. and that they don´t care about critics, do they really think of themself as SO GOOD?

5.) They said, that ACD did a mistake with Mary. Why do they do the same? I completly hate that dog-comperison/Mary-is-better-scene (TST is my least favoruite episode). It had to be a active descision to give Mary the narration over John ( THE ACTUAL NARRATOR!). They can´t just ignore all the terrible things they say about Mary and make her some angel asassian who saves John/Sherlock and is better than everyone?! And she is there the WHOLE TIME! She killed Sherlock! Why? Why? Why? For Amanda???

6.) There is that Amanda Abbington-Interview where she talks about coming back. Do you really thing that we´ll maybe have to see Mary-flashbacks/callbacks in every new episode? 7.) Prior to season 4, they said that they have 3 new cases etc., but in the end it wasn´t really like in season 1-2 (season 3 actually was my favorite season, but it clearly was different). TST and TFP ended in family drama. Do you trust them to go back to “normal” cases, without the need to over complicate everything?

8.)Do you think, that they maybe change their mind “pro-johnlock”(if it really was just a joke to them), after critics like Indiewire etc. called them out for the queerbaiting/John and Sherlocks feelings for eachother? That maybe they´ll realize that it´s not just “teenager girls” “hallucinating”? 9.)Do you believe in a season 5 (especially with BC as DS now)? 10.)Will we ever know, what John wanted to say in TRF? 11.)With TFP i wonder,do they truly believe we watch the show for the plot twists?


Oh Wow, Lots of stuff to get to here! Let’s have a look-see!

  1. Well, that interview would have had nothing to do with any of their decisions; if a journalist had that kind of power in the history of Sherlock ever, then it would have been canon in S2, or ahdblock been canon in S3, or sher/0//ie canon in episode one. Like… no, and that interview was garbage anyway. Anything that Mofftiss have done, is COMPLETELY on them and MAYBE the BBC. They were already filming TFP, I believe, around that time frame, so no, it had no bearing whatsoever on the outcome of the series.
  2. Ah, yup, Doomsday’s Bad Wolf Bay and the tarmac scene are pretty much identical (and just as painful), yet no one argues what The Doctor was going to say. But years later, we STILL have to prove to people that Sherlock indeed was going to and did tell John that he loved him. It drives me crazy. Mofftiss knew EXACTLY what they were doing, especially since the scene has parallels to the tarmac scene’s unspoken love in Casablanca. They did it on purpose; it’s even framed similarily to that tarmac, and the wording similar to Bad Wolf Bay. Just… They can’t seriously expect us to not believe it wasn’t meant romantically.
  3. Well, to be fair, I don’t think EITHER OF THEM wanted to be part of a giant queerbaiting fest. They both seemed immensely proud of their portrayals of their characters, Ben AND Martin played both of their characters gay and bi respectively, and BOTH men support LGBT causes and Ben is vocal against homophobia (I’m pretty sure Martin is as well, I just know Ben’s interviews better). I really honestly believe that they thought they were creating something different and were led to believe a different outcome of their character arcs than what we got. I don’t fault them at all – they are just puppets for the puppetmasters.
  4. Oh, they’re lying so hard about their lack of caring… If they didn’t care, Gattiss wouldn’t have written back, in prose, to a critic and Moffat wouldn’t be like “I don’t understand why no one likes this season” (paraphrasing, of course, but his blasé attitude is SO annoying and pretentious). Neither of them have really, otherwise, done anything but remain in hiding after the fallout of S4. It’s both suspicious and really REALLY annoyingly petty.
  5. Yeah, I STILL am reeling over their complete 180˚ of Mary’s character. It makes no fucking sense; they clearly were combining her character with that of the role of Sebastian Moran in ACD canon, and the arc was going to be brilliant. I have a lot of personal very biased opinions on why they did it, but yeah, it doesn’t make any fucking sense. THEY KNEW WHAT THEY WERE DOING with her character. That and Moffat is terrible at writing women characters at the end of their arcs. If anything, her character was just unnecessarily shoehorned into a bigger role because they decided last minute to NOT make her Moran after all even though they STILL tied her character to Moriarty in S4. ACD did WAY better with Mary as a background character. And YES, it was SO WRONG of her to be the narrator, just… NO she’s NOT the one telling the stories. Ugh.
  6. Ugh, is there? Okay, look, IF – IFFFFF –  it’s shown in S5 that all of S4 was a ruse orchestrated by mostly her hand, reverting her character back to where it should be, THEN maybe I can accept her back in the fifth season and make her the badass villain she was SUPPOSED to be. I don’t believe she is dead because her gunshot was fake af, although I do ALSO believe that she may have been killed John in the false narrative scenario. If she comes back, it will be to explain her true actions in S4. Otherwise, she’s dead, we don’t need to see her anymore. Flashbacks maybe, but that’s it.
  7. S3 was my favourite season too, but I think that’s a personal bias because I love Sherlock’s character so much and I loved seeing how far their relationship arc progressed. T6T and TLD barely even HAD cases… and TFP, I don’t know her… so I don’t know where this idea came from. The whole season seemed intent on keeping John and Sherlock as distant from each other as possible, making Sherlock the sidekick TO MARY in his own show, and putting “no one asked for this” focus on Mary. Look, I know it sounds like I hate her, but I REALLY DON’T. I hate what they DID TO HER CHARACTER, and trying to call S4 a case-centred series when CLEARLY the case was a moot point in the first episode to Mary-backstory, it’s ridiculous. There wasn’t really a case in TLD – Sherlock was high off his rocker through most of the episode and Culverton did his weird creepy rapey thing. And I don’t even know what the fuck case was happening in TFP. I WANT to trust them to go back to Just The Two of Them Against the Rest of the World (what was that line even, then?!?!), but I fear that they won’t and will find a way to shoehorn another character-we-don’t-care-about *coughs* Eurus*coughs* into the story.
  8. Oh, I don’t think anyone could change Mofftiss’ minds. Look, if Johnlock DOES become canon, it will be because it was the plan all along, but because of how far S4 strayed off the narrative arc, it will look like they did it because of public outcry, NOT because it was their brilliant plan. They should have just stuck to the narrative rather than try for a publicity stunt that will probably work against them in the end.
  9. Tough to say about S5. There are reports about it being already commissioned, but I fear the negative reception may keep Martin and Ben far away from it if it turns out it really is a face-value series. I don’t know. BBC seems proud of what they got, so probably will get one. It’s one of the BBC’s top-rated shows (I think pre-S4 it was higher than Dr. Who), so who knows.
  10. Hahaha nope, I don’t think so. I USED to think we would, that Mofftiss were better writers together and would at least round out all the plot holes, but… S4 leaves me skeptical on a lot of things.
  11. I REALLY do think that they think we like the plot twists rather than the stories. Like… no. People were watching for the relationship, whether they knew it or not, platonic or not. The story of two men with the greatest friendship / relationship of all time. Not for … whatever the hell TFP was.

Whew! 

dan and phil play my horse prince #3: a summary

two seconds in and already a questionable horse impression okay time to strap in for another weird one 

“i knew you were going to start clopping" 

clopping??? klopping???? clopping looks better so i’m going with that 

"cloppity clop when will we stop…. is the question many of you have been asking” aw they saw my tweets 

dan licked his lips as he looked over to phil SAME 

he is wearing the ladybird jumper so i agree 

remember the ladybird jumper selfie??? let’s take a moment 

okay back to the video 

it was a nice moment of remembrance though right 

anyway 

“i like a good divisive series" 

"this is our great youtube controversy, phil" 

those people that are uncomfortable, it’s legit the same level of sexual tension dnp have on a regular basis just in the form of a girl and horse like,,, it’s 2017 the hat/cherry/lung/milk/kitten/whatever else fic exists there are more disturbing things out there

they’re validating those of you though, good for you i’m happy for your notices

"it’s not literal bestiality” // “it’s just a lol” “a nice little lol… just a casual lol" 

"i think we should do this one and see how we feel” i mean finally putting that positions book to good use 

there’s not much eye contact so far are they okay 

i think recently we’ve been spoilt with eye contact and now we’re feeling like something’s wrong because they’re not gawking at each other 

“so whether you want to or not, strap yourselves in for ten minutes of erotic equine roleplay”

phil demonstrating that sweet sweet hand porn 

“i don’t think we should’ve encouraged you with the fanart” story of your life innit lads 

congrats to those phanartists that got noticed!! you’re very talented and i appreciate you!!! 

i appreciate the last one which highlights the shaved sides i liked that a lot ty

“the less we talk about that the better” legit the phandom about 2012 

dan’s reaction to the fanart,,, get those screenshots 

“keep it coming…. or don’t, it’s up to you” phil pls you’re making it too easy for me 

“do you need to do that though?” // “i do, it’s a thing now” living for the little domestic i feel deprived 

“dog. dog has a moustache." 

"phil that makes no sense” as if u never make any mistakes howell phil’s waiting to call you out like the absolute savage that he is 

remember the thomas the tank engine fuck-up, phil was right on that 

phil’s laugh my ears are blessed 

they have two very different reactions to a horse making breakfast 

i found another of dan’s kinks who’s keeping tabs on them all we’ve got another to add to the list 

“what’s a good… lad? one that makes breakfast, the morning after” is that a subtle wink wink nudge nudge, daniel 

“i’m hyped. this, this is, this is a soap.” dan is so excited he’s tripping on his words 

he’s staring at phil okay world order has been restored 

“you know you love it, stop lying to yourself” // “you love it. just thumbs it up anyway, if you don’t like it" 

i love the detailed hair angles we get when they both look down on the screen i appreciate it a lot 

do you think phil will ever ditch the straighteners 

"that’s really posh” phil the savage already getting his revenge

congrats hp stans for phil dropping that reference 

did they just compare all of our mums to a horse 

“anyone that exudes glitter and makes sure that you’re resting on the weekend… that’s who you need in your life" 

"maybe susankun’s on the crunchy nut like us” i bet you both are 

maybe see a doctor about that 

i’m not sorry 

“am i the dog? i think i’m the dog” phil says after barking and effectively claiming the role of the dog 

“you just frickin volunteered” dan the savage 

“that was some good borks” so any excuse to compliment phil huh

“what is this video” me every time i read these summaries before posting them, i relate phil 

“some good pottery" 

"unless this is a magnetic knife, how is the horse holding it? with that horse thumb he’s just gonna grow?" 

dan demonstrates the claw technique 

look at that hand movement fluidity this ain’t his first rodeo 

dan… are u ok…. you’ve just been in this position for four seconds… 

turned into seven seconds, the longest seven seconds of my life…. is it one of the new 7sc they tweeted out for

“can i stroke him?” // “i’ll give him a stroke”

lanky emo lads fawn over hairbrush functions

that sounded like a weird porn didn’t it oh god no

“look at this roleplay, we nintendogs now”

“oh yeah, feel my brush” 

dan gives that side-eye, he doesn’t like phil saying that to anyone else

the singing quota for this video has been filled

thought they were going to give us a sweet harmony for don’t speak and do no doubt proud but nope dan decides to parody it

this is not the harmony i wanted stop singing a weird cult theme or whatever the fuck it is

leek or spring onion will we ever know

phil is intent on killing simulations recently is he ok

“sorry guys” dan is on hand to comfort us

may need to rethink some comfort fic prompts i have

“is it okay? is anything about this okay?” if the existential crisis branding was still relevant he’d be on the floor rn

“shall we have a chat? a little horsey chinwag?” yes phil come back to your northern roots i’ve missed you

“a really long-faced chinwag” you tried dan but you will always be a southerner you can’t pull off chinwag

“is a carrot a fruit?” mister university asking the real question

is dan actually googling it

“AHA it was to catch us out for being an idiot!” i mean, you googled it so…. aren’t you still an idiot

phil is an orange kinda guy, dan is a grapefruit kinda guy…… explains a lot if you think about it

“he hates me again!” // “i can’t believe he hates me again, straight away…” pretty sure i’ve read that exact line of dialogue in a fic before

“what can i say? i’m more in tune with my inner…. horse… man”

casual head scratch as he silently prays for nobody to pick up on that quote

“deep fry anything, and that’s a winner”

“the choices hurt me so bad”

trying to justify this game just falls flat

no amount of meaningful speeches are rectifying it dan

but it’s not stopping him trying

oh he’s stopped now

“i think we should get our things back”

“this is our life” enjoy u demons

“great. i love my life” phil i just don’t even know what to say stop looking like you’re showing a lemon a good time 

take out the lemon and stare at your wavy haired companion

if i used that line in a fic would you disown me

what kind of accent did dan just try to say field in because he sounded like me

“a horse can’t go on rollercoasters is what i’m thinking” // “can a horse go to the cinema?” “no, he’s going to get in the way of everyone’s screen” wow dan and phil, damperers of horse dreams since their corresponding years of birth

“yes, dan’s credit card is about to spend more money on this horse app” of course it’s dan that volunteers his card, phil would never 

he’s the voice of emo goose he only spends money on luxury apps

mister moneybags high brands stan has no problem forking it out tho good for you son get some

“i am this entire developer’s number one supporter” me when dapg was announced

the frenzy time music is something special

“phil you’re doing the impossible quiz again and that is like ten out of ten banned” younger kirsten is crying

phil’s real laugh comes out to play again welcome back old friend i love you

“is she falling in love with the dog? is that what we’re asking?”

phil’s voice is like monotone throughout all of these videos he couldn’t give less of a shit

he’s just humouring dan’s kink(s)

dan stop criticising phil’s horse voice you can’t have it all for yourself all of the time we need as much of it as you do

“i am ready for this” me whenever they upload on a day that’s not the same day i’m posting a fic

there are very different theories about the multitude of onions

again phil’s includes death

i’m beginning to expect it

“oh he’s gone a bit sassy”

“passive aggressive…. okay” dan we feel the same way when we found out phil’s sent a dm

“i feel it coming…. i feel it coming… are you ready? am i ready?”

“that’s just dreamy. i’m in love with that” // “that is dreamy. i’d like that as a poster in my bathroom” 

“that is the thickest spring onion i have ever seen in my entire life” // “it’d take a lot of gnashing” phil demonstrates said gnashing thank you for showing those teggies

“look at the girth on that one” you know what you did dan don’t blame us when the fics come rolling in

the onion fic

“how do you not love this? people, i mean come on, this is better than the current season of the walking dead”

uncomfortable fidgeting as dan realises he’s pissed off hundreds of thousands of people

staring at phil again yes i’m living

“this is better than the wire” phil doesn’t want to leave dan all alone in the opinion firing line

“it’s turning into that cake outtake from tatinof” HOW DARE YOU.

feeling less guilty having watched it now u fuckers

“it’s literally the cake situation”

seriously i’m going to watch it again just to spite you both

“imagine a horse pushing you against a wall and force-feeding you spring onions” dan i love you but i’m going to have to reject this prompt

the game turns sinister and they both look the most excited they’ve looked for the entire video

“this is fulfilling every kink that our audience might have” in which dan tries to push his weird kinks onto us out of fear phil will judge him

“is the next one set in the afterlife?”

“i feel like i went to a place i didn’t think i was going to”

“so real talk, let’s get real” phil i like that you’re trying to get close to the camera but you’re still too far away it’s not doing what you think it’s doing

“if you don’t want us to do this ever again…” “what’s wrong with you” honestly dan same

they’re literally encouraging thumbs down??? how long have they been in the youtube game???

“tell us your opinions down there” oh dear god they’re encouraging the fanfiction

“if you want the horse, we want to give you the horse. you know what we’re saying?” 

it’s hard to quote when they’re both talking at the same time BE POLITE AND LET EACH OTHER SPEAK 

“this is a two way relationship…” why did phil’s smile grow when dan said that

“slice our subscribe button like a spring onion” // “please don’t stab your laptop and/or mobile device” // “trot over to our other channels”

danisnotchoking (but he wants to be)

AmazingSpringOnion