i never ever want to come home

Thank you Running Man

Today, same as Wednesday, is not a good day. I woke up, read the news and well….Running man, my favorite show for like 7 years is going to be cancelled. Honestly, I preferred that over Kang Ho Dong joining. I’m not really fond of him, you see, but somehow deep down I didn’t want Running Man to end ever. After family outing was over, it was a bit empty, I kept on looking for similar shows, but none caught my eye and suddenly RM started, I would come home Monday thinking about the new Running Man episode. My mondays were never boring, because of Running Man and to see that suddenly it’s gonna stop, it breaks my heart. But the only thing I can do is to thank all the cast and the staff for these amazing years of laughter.

Thank you Yoo Jae Suk for being who you are. An awesome MC, a jokester, Yoo hyuk, Grasshopper, for your rivalry with Jong kook which was always funny, for your “outburst” with Haha and Kwangsoo, for being Ji suk jin’s sunflower, for your finger hearts or however is named, an overall honest person. You are one of the reasons why I started watching RM. Coming from Family outing and already knowing you was like a plus and you grew on me. I now know why people call you Yooneunim. Sincerely thank you.

Thank you Kim Joog Kook for being the Tiger and Mr. Capable. I also knew you from Family outing but man, you started to be more talkative with some time XD. Thanks for being the capable one, the scary chaser XD, the guy who would glare to his hyungs with no problem, the hyung with the kids who would get scolded every now and the, for being Coach kim and try to teach athletes how to do their jobs, for being the muscle guy and more.

Thank you Song Ji hyo for being the kind of actress who is not afraid to get dirty just because she has an image to maintain as other actresses or idols. Thanks for being a woman who can stand its own against all the males in the cast, let’s all remember one of the latest episodes where they had to piggyback the girls and neither Gary nor Kwang soo could move because Jihyo would squeeze them (I was cracking up,for real) ; thanks for being Meong ji, the girl who can fall sleep almost anywhere, worth mentioning the Jenga tower. Thanks for being part of one of the longest love-line out there, the monday couple, thanks for being part of the candy alliance, the kwang-mong siblings that I seriously love, the song-song couple, spartace and so on. Thanks for being such an ace.

Thank you Kang Gary for being Gary-ssi and Random Mr, Capable. When you appear for the first time…I didn’t know who you were, I just didn’t know about Leesang or the hip-hop scene in south korea but by far, I could tell you would fit well in the show. You always had the most normal and humane reactions ever, your speech with -seumdwa was always something that I don’t know why, it made me smil. Thank you for being oblivious Gary, peaceful Gary, Random Mr. Capable, part of the monday couple that most people love. Thank you for being the amazing person you are.

Thank you HaHa for being the kid of the show, for being the schemer and cool person that you are. I already knew you from Infinite Challenge and although the characters on both shows are similar, they are not the same. I could always tell Haha is a smart cookie. He’s clever and witty and I have always laughed whenever he got annoyed either by Yoo Jae suk, Ji hyo or the guests. Also, thank you for being the “dongsaeng” to “uri hyung”, Time controller, Haroro, Haha the playboy or the kid who wants to be the villain. And as your stage name, thank you for the laughs.

Thank you Ji suk Jin for being the old ambitious guy of the show. At first, I admit that I didn’t like him, I always felt he was annoying and was craving for attention but as time passed by, well, I saw he was trying to be funny and honestly for a person his age, it must’ve been difficult to be running around with no problem. Thank you for being the race starter, the impala, Jaesuk’s sunflower, the only cast member who always was ready to face the female guests with no problem, the old guy with the cheesy lines. Thank you for being in the traitors club with Kwang Soo and in particular, thank you for being Wangko ahahahha

Thank you Lee kwang soo. What can I say about him? Similar to Ji suk jin, at first I didn’t like him, the whole framing and betraying simply wasn’t my style but over the time, his character gew on me. He is like a gem for the variety show scene of south korea and an awesome actor too. Thank you for being the giraffe, framer Kwangsoo, avatar Kwangsoo, traitor Kwangsoo,kwangtoad,  unlucky Kwangsoo and a million of other nicknames. Thank you Kwangsoo for being the gem that the show needed.

Last but not least. Thank you Joong Ki. When running man started I was relatively new to dramas so I didn’t know what types of drama he starred in, but guys, he’s such a good actor. You all know him now because of Descendants of the Sun, but what made say that he is an awesome actor, was the movie “a werewolf boy”. Honestly, he was the flower boy of the bunch, I always loved how he seemed so close with everyone. Thank you for being active Joong Ki and the guy who cannot draw well. Thank you for the time you spent with Running man and all of us until you parted ways.

Special thanks to Kwon Ryeol VJ, Dong wan FD and Lizzy. These guys were always such a laugh. I was planning to write more, but I’m started to tear up and my heart feels so heavy

Running Man family, you’ve worked hard. Thank you for all the laughter these 7 years. You will always be in our hearts.


  • The morning always comes.
  • This will be your home, for now.
  • Look at you, you sorry drunk.
  • Don’t you worry. This will help you forget.
  • I’ve never been use to anyone.
  • I only wanted to help…
  • Your blood is tainted.
  • You shall not abscond your crimes!
  • Is it the blood, or are you just raving mad?
  • This can’t be the real you. …Please, stop.
  • I have no time for your petty lies.
  • I will never leave your side.
  • Your presence somehow soothes.
  • I only wanted…to be your….friend
  • Would you ever think to love me?
  • You let the blood get the best of you.
  • Remember yourself. You are not a beast.
  • You are no more than a beast. I should’ve known.
  • Too proud to show your true face, eh?
  • I don’t seem apt for this life anymore.
  • Please, just stop. Stop, please!
  • Of course…I do love you.
  • We are born of the blood, made men by the blood, undone by the blood.
  • My eyes grow heavy…Let me rest a while. I’ll be fine, just wait.
  • Whatever can be gained from this place, it will do more harm than good.
  • We must find a way to surpass our own stupidity. 
  • Isn’t it time someone put you out of your misery?
  • I’d like to tender my thanks, but I haven’t much to offer.
  • Just think about what you’re doing. It’s utter madness.
  • What good is your immortality now!
  • You’ll be one of them, sooner or later.
  • May you find your worth in the waking world.
  • Have you got a screw loose? Or is it your…animal intuition?
  • You hunters have got more blood on your hands.
  • Hunters are killers, nothing less!
  • You call me a beast? A beast? What would you know? I didn’t ask for this!
  • Without fear in our hearts, we’re little different from the beasts themselves.
  • You can’t bottle everything up inside. You mustn’t be afraid to share.
  • Rancid beasts, every last one of us.
  • I should think you still have dreams?
  • But…do the gods love their creations?
  • May the good blood guide your way.
  • You know not the value you posses. 
  • The things you hunt, they’re not beasts. They’re people.
  • If you insist on hunting them, then I will hunt you first. You understand me?
  • What is the meaning of this? Why turn your blade on me?
  • Oh don’t you worry. Whatever happens, you may think it all a mere bad dream.

When I moved into my new place a month ago, I got rid of so much STUFF. Clothing, furniture, old books I’ll never read, notebooks, mugs, shoes – just all of these things I really had no purpose for.

Ever since then my room and apartment have felt so much nicer. Simpler. Cleaner. I come home and can breathe because I have so much space, and only have the things I really need or want. It’s a great feeling. I would highly recommend simplifying your life if you have the opportunity.

Getting To Know You

Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Castiel x Reader

Warnings: super fluffy, smut
(Reader request)

Being a hunter, things like romance, a regular life, a family, and a stationary home were exciting but could be only a distant dream. Once you get in this life you never leave. Even when you want to, it follows you, the dreams, the instincts you have from places you’ve been. It never leaves you.
I know I can never have a normal life but that never kept you from dreaming.

The bunker was the closest thing to home, and it wasn’t always easy living there. Especially with the Winchester’s who loved to pull pranks and cause trouble ever since they took you in a few years ago. Castiel would come around too and that’s what made living there the hardest. Castiel would ‘visit’ but in reality he practically lived there with you guys. You’ve always had a crush on the blue eyed angel but of course he was always too dense to notice all the flirting you had done, which Sam and Dean picked on you constantly about. You just told them to shut up and brushed them off, acting like it wasn’t a big deal.

You sat in your room, nothing but your simple white underwear set and an over sized tee-shirt on. It had been a long hard day of researching a new case in the bunker and of course Dean had left it up to you and Sam per usual.

Point is you were tired and tense. You laid on your stomach and hugged a pillow tight to your chest as you sighed and closed your eyes, wishing someone would massage your back, well maybe a specific someone.
Castiel popped into your mind. It wasn’t hard to think about his hands rubbing up and down your back, since he had given you hugs and helped you up many times. It wasn’t hard to imagine that his skin was rough and calloused in comparison to you smooth but slightly scarred skin. Sure his touches were nearly friendly but that didn’t stop you from thinking. You sighed longingly wishing he was actually here.

The sound of wings filled your ears and you turned your head to see Castiel standing beside your bed. Letting out a startled yelp you brought your legs to your chest and put your shirt over them, trying to cover as much skin as possible.
“Is something wrong Y/N? I could feel you thinking of me quite hard, I thought you were in danger.” He said with a look of concern.
“No I’m fine Cass thank you.” You replied, smiling up at him.

He sat down on the bed a look of genuine concern on his face.
“Y/N what could you have been thinking about so hard?”
You gulped and tried to pull the shirt over you more. He was close enough to hear his breathing and feel his body heat.
“I-I was just really tense and you were the f-first person I thought about.” You mumbled out.
He tilted his head in that cute Cass way, turning to face you more.
“Would you like me to relieve you of tension?” He asked.

Slowly you nodded and he gave a small smile.
“Do you know how to do this Cass?” You asked giving him a strange look before stretching out and turning to lay on your back.
His eyes drifted to your legs momentarily before he gulped and looked at you again.
“I know of many pressure points and tension spots in human bodies, I think applying an adequate amount of pressure and rubbing is what makes people feel better.” He answered.
His very matter-of-fact answer made you blush. You blushed even harder when you felt his hands on your back. He started at the top and worked out the knots in your shoulders and your back. Even through your shirt it felt amazing to have his hands on you. He slowly worked his way down your back, the pressure of his hands hitting all your most tense spots.
When he reached the curve of your back you let out a strangled moan when the heels of his hands pressed down. He stopped and you looked back confused.
“Why’d you stop?” You ask.
“You made a noise and I am uncertain if I have caused you pain or not.” He answered.
You smiled sweetly and giggled a bit.
“No Cass it felt good.”
Another look of confusion crossed his face.
“Do you always make noises like that when you feel pleasure?”
Your face went bright red.
“Well… it kinda depends…” you murmured.
He smiled and then pushed you back to laying down and continued to massage your back.
“I like it when you feel good.” He said. “I wish I could make you feel good more often, I care for you greatly Y/N.”

This made you smile to yourself, a warm fuzzy feeling spread through your chest at his words. He cared for you. Castiel, an angel, an angel you liked cared for you. You tried to push the fuzzy feeling away. Of course he cared for you. He cared for Dean and Sam as well. You were all like family after all.
“It’s nice to know that we have someone like you who cares for us. I know there are plenty of times where we’d be dead if it wasn’t for you. You’re all also the closest thing I have to family.” You sighed.
He stopped again and you pushed up to a sitting position to look at him. He had a very conflicted look this time instead of confused. You turned to face him more and took one of his hands in yours, rubbing the back with your thumb.
“Cass what’s wrong?” You asked concerned.
“Am I only family to you?” He questioned.
“Well isn’t that how you see me?”
He looked down avoiding your eyes using the hand that you weren’t holding to play with the threads of his trench coat nervously.
“I don’t want to scare you Y/N but there is something I must tell you now that we have reached this topic.”
You felt a strange sinking feeling in your gut, unable to tell if his news was good or bad.
“Y/N you’re my life-mate.” He revealed.
You sat there wide eyed, looking at the angel you had liked for so long, the angel who had taken care of you for so long, the angel who just told you that you were his life-mate.

He looked down again.
“I understand if you would like to think about what I have said and I will not bother you till you call for me.” He quickly said.
Cass stood up and you grabbed his hand, the shock finally falling away. He looked down at you startled and you stood up before cupping his cheek and pulling his lips to yours.

At first the kiss was awkward, neither one of you knowing what you’re doing, until you both found a steady rhythm. He cautiously slipped his arm around you around you, pulling you closer to him and bringing his hand up to your cheek. His tempo suddenly changed and his kiss was more needy and urgent, like he was scared to lose you or that you’d change you mind. He lowered you both down to the bed and his hands were suddenly everywhere like he couldn’t get enough of you. It was overwhelming and you had to push him up to sit so you could breathe.
“Castiel wait.” You whispered.
He looked at you with worry.
“I’m sorry Y/N. I went too far.” He apologized.
“Cass no you didn’t…. I just- need to slow down a bit. I’m not going anywhere, you don’t need to rush.” You said with a giggle.
He smiled at your statement, realizing that you did in fact want him and that you weren’t rejecting him.

You sighed and cupped his cheek with your right hand, your other supporting your weight.
“I love you Castiel.” You said.
His face lit up and the most breath taking smile you’d ever seen broke out onto his face, causing you to smile as well. His eyes were drawn to your lips and he looked back up at you.
“May I kiss you?” He asked.
You nodded your head and he leaned in and captured your lips in a soft and timeless kiss. His hands stayed on your hips as you both lowered down to the bed, gentler this time, your hands reaching up to tangle in his soft hair. He rested some of his weight on you and it felt strangely good to have his hips between your legs. When you moaned at the feeling he smiled against your lips, glad to have made you feel like this. His hands slipped under your shirt and onto your bare stomach causing shivers to run through you. He stopped kissing you and looked into your eyes with adoration.
“I’d like to see you.” He whispered.
You nodded and he lifted your shirt over your head, leaving you just in your underwear. You blushed and looked down embarrassed about your plain underwear choice. Cass took your chin in his hand and tilted your head up to look at him.
“You’re beautiful.” He said.
“But I look so plain, and all these scars-” you started to look away.
He silenced you by pressing a quick kiss to your lips.
“I wouldn’t trade you for anything in the world no matter what was on your skin or what you wore.”
You both smiled and he took of his trench coat and unbuttoned his shirt before shrugging it off.

Your eyes roamed over the smooth planes of his chest, you could see muscles but not so much that it was overwhelming. You bit your lip and tore your eyes away to look up at him. He shifted his pants uncomfortably and groaned as he looked at you. You pulled him down on you and kissed him hard. Blush dusted your cheeks as you felt the tent in his pants against your crotch, moaning at the new and foreign feeling. He quickly took his pants of and then you were both down to your underwear. He leaned down and kissed your neck, making you gasp in pleasure. This urged him on and he pressed his hard on into you more as his mouth continued to attack on your neck.
“Please Cass, I need you.” You whimper.
He raised his head to look at you and nodded, the look of need reflected in his eyes. He reached around you to take your bra off, fumbling with the clasp in irritation until you giggled and undid it yourself, slipping it off and throwing it to the floor with the other clothes.

Castiel let his hands run over your body, massaging your breasts, trying to elicit another moan from you. He didn’t fail. His name along with other noises seemed to be the only sounds you could make and it was only egging him on.

He pulled his boxers down before sliding his hands down your sides to the edge of your panties. He looked at you for permission and you nodded, lust in your eyes. He slowly pulled them down your legs till they joined the rest of the clothes and then he crawled back up your body in between your legs.
“I need you Y/N.” he said in an almost pained voice.
“I need you too Cass. Please.” You replied.
He took his man hood and lined it up with you before slowly sliding in.

He held up most of his weight and you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, your fingers digging into his back and your legs wrapping around his waist. You gasped, the pain of him in you mixing with the pleasure.
“Oh god Castiel.” You moaned.
He slowly moved his hips, creating an irresistible friction on your clit and in you. It was like a slow burning fire building in your body.
“Is like it very much if you didn’t moan my father’s name while we’re doing this.” He groaned.
You could hear how much he was controlling himself in his voice. You wanted him to feel good too.
“Cass, you can move a bit faster.” You moaned out.
He took the invitation and picked up his pace, causing you to let out a startled moan and grip his back harder. He growled in pleasure, holding tight to your hips whispering sweet words in your ears. You we’re on edge, your body numb, head fuzzy, almost like you were in a pleasure filled daze.

Suddenly it was like everything erupted and lights were going off in your head.
“Castiel!” You cried out as you came.
“Y/N!” He cried into your neck as he came shortly after.

You both lay there for a bit, before he kissed your forehead and rolled himself off of you. He wrapped his arms around you waist and pulled your back to him, spooning you into a warm embrace. The world seemed to shine and the warm fuzzy feeling inside you buzzed through your body. He startle sitting little kisses on your head, neck, and shoulder, really wherever he could reach without letting go of you. You sighed contented with how your day was ending.

“I love you Y/N. Will you accept me as your life-mate?” He asked.
“I’ve loved you for a while Cass. Yes, I will be your life-mate, but we’ve still got a lot of getting to know each other.” You replied sleepily.
He smiled.
“For now rest, I will be here when you wake and we can start then.”
You mumbled a goodnight and drifted to sleep with the love of your life, your angel behind you.

Game On

lin manuel miranda x reader

prompt #7, #8, and #15: “how about we put the gun down and talk about this?” “i came here to kick ass and chew gum.. and I’m all out of gum.” “don’t tempt me.”

a/n: lmao you probably wanted a super serious angst fic but i couldn’t resist


Today has been a very long day for Lin. 

No, it’s been a long week, but today felt as though it dragged on and on and he would never live to see the end.

His whole day was full of interviews and shows and meetings. He was tired and needed a break desperately from his ever so busy life and rushing constantly. The only thing getting him through his rough day and tireless efforts was the thought of coming home to you.

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i want to run away. it’s not that i hate this place, or that something particularly horrible has happened. i feel the never ending need to go and run and see new things and breathe different air. i feel the need to go somewhere where i know nothing and learn absolutely everything about it until it could be my hometown.

i want to go start over and find new friends and new family. maybe, sometime after all that, i’ll come back here. maybe i’ll apologize for leaving so abruptly without any goodbyes, and maybe i’ll find my old friends and we’ll catch up.

but, in all honesty, if i leave, that’s it. even the people that would miss me will slowly move on and will probably hate me for leaving without a word. this place wouldn’t be the same when or if i ever chose to come back. it would never feel like “home” again.

but maybe that’s okay.

This Town

A/N: I’ve always wanted to do a story based on “This Town” but never found the inspiration for it. Glad that I finally got the time for it! Also, written in one of the boys’ POV.

Character: Any of them!

Warning(s): None

Originally posted by stylsniall

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Fics revealed on 15.12

Let’s Share a Moment    for MiasoKitsune
Words: 4197
Summary: “Oops” Louis giggles as he stumbles into a large figure. “Hi.” smiles the stranger with the deepest dimples Louis has ever seen, dazzling is the word, supplies him his brain.

If Only in My Dreams    for butliamwhy
Words: 13915
Summary: Harry considered the situation silently for a moment. “Listen, I’m only going home through New Year’s Day. If you wanted to, you could come home with me for the week?”  The sentence morphed into a question as he watched Louis’s face drop open with surprise.
“I couldn’t do that, Harry,” Louis dismissed, eyes widen with incredulity. “We barely know one another, and I could never intrude on your family time like that!”
“What better way to get to know me than to spend time with the people who shaped me into who I am today?”
OR the one where Harry’s new flatmate, Louis, needs a place to spend Christmas, so he invites him to spend it with his family. When they arrive, everyone thinks they’re dating.

White Wine in the Sun  for timethetalewastold
Words: 37933
Summary: Harry and Louis go to Australia to celebrate Louis’ birthday and Christmas and come back with some decisions that will change the course of their future.

Day 1 - Day 2 - Day 3 - Day 4 - Day 5 - Day 6 - Day 7 - Day 8 - Day 9 - Day 10 - Day 11 - Day 12- Day 13 - Day 14

anonymous asked:

hi guys, could you recomment Sterek child fics, where they are both children and somehow end falling for each other. i tried to look in the tags but couldn't find one


Anonymous said:Gurlsssss can y'all update the kid!sterek tag? Like Derek begrudgingly befriending annoyingly cute stiles and like saving him from bullies at school? They can grow up and stuff but it can also be just when they’re kids? Thank you!

Here’s our growing up together tag. And more fics. - Anastasia

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

Coming Home by Unelore

(1/1 I 2,492 I Teen)

Even if Derek knew a lot about Stiles, he didn’t quite know Stiles. But he would like to. His wolf became extremely happy whenever Stiles was around, Stiles smelled wonderful – he will never live that down, when he let it slip to his mother a couple of years ago. Which both where reasons he wanted to at least be proper friends with Stiles. If nothing else ever happened between them, that would be fine – it wouldn’t be fine, it would be ok and Derek would respect Stiles wishes.
But when Derek a couple of years ago decided to finally ask Stiles out, he came back from lunch to the news of Stiles having to leave early for school and had rushed to get on the next plane out, though he had figured he could always ask Stiles next time they saw each other - that hadn’t quite worked out either.

But after a broken down car and a fathers good intentions maybe they could make it work.

Crowned and Anchored, Bonded Forver by MelodramaticSalad

(1/1 I 4,260 I General)

With different kingdoms connecting across the land, there was almost always something going on, whether it be a battle, a treaty, a banquet, or even a marriage. Each time there was a battle, alliances were created and bonds were forged between each side.

One alliance that been strengthened with each passing year was the one between the Stilinski and the Hale royal families. The bond between the families had gone on for as long as their countries’ history could recall. There was a natural bond between their kingdoms, for those in the Hales’ kingdom were born werewolves, while the Stilinskis’ tended to have the gift of magic. Thus a bond was created between the two kingdoms.

They Don’t Know How Long It Takes (Waiting For a Love Like This) by crossroadswrite

(1/1 I 6,986 I Teen)

Everyone knows that soulmates have a 86% rate of successful marriages, but everyone also knows that for you to find your soulmate you’ll need an incredible amount of luck and to go through the hardest, most marking moment of your life for the bond to kick in and call them to you.

If you’re a werewolf, then you won’t need to wait that long. Some people will say you just know, others will call bullshit.

Derek is four when he meets his soulmate and he doesn’t know because no one will tell him. Not until he’s older. And it’ll be a bit of an unprecedent case given that he met his soulmate even before he was born.

Five Lessons Stiles Taught Derek and the One Lesson Derek Taught Stiles by lavieboheme0919

(6/6 I 8,348 I Explicit)

Snippets from the lives of Stiles and Derek as they learn from one another throughout their lives.

Forever My Gem by Signature_smirk

(5/? I 12,816 I Not Rated)

Stiles is five years younger than Derek. They grow up together, pining after one another, but never admitting to it.

Derek is a werewolf, which means he has a soulmate. It’s common knowledge now, but it used to be well hidden.

At first their parents think maybe it’s a fluke; Derek is just excited about the new addition to the family. As they grow older they grow certain that it is a lot more than that.

They watch their children awkwardly hide their infatuation for each other as they grow up and stumble through life together.


5 year age gap. Protective Derek. Clingy friends. Friends to lovers. Soulmates. Nobody dies. Hale and Stilinski families are super close and cute. Fluffy and eventually smutty.

Faux Pas and Fumbles (Love You Anyways) by Stereksale7

(1/1 I 19.444 I Explicit)

But, even if Derek grew some balls and finally made a move, and him and Stiles actually got together, Derek wouldn’t be fucking Stiles up the ass.

He means he could if Stiles really wanted him to, but Derek doubts it would be all that pleasurable for him.

Because Stiles might be a boy from the torso up.

But downwards he’s female.


Also known as the friends to lovers high school au that features Stiles magically having female reproductive organs due to Spark Magic, yet still being a guy

I want my arms to be your favorite resting place, my heart to be your favorite home. I want my future to be yours and vice versa. I want to show you forever is more than a poetic notion, but a plausible reality for us. Can’t you see? There will never come a day I’ll ever NOT want you.
—  Maybe I want too much
Reaching for the sun
But meant for lesser stars
Summer Nights: Spencer x reader

hannahmarie2016: Hello! Could you write an imagine about the reader and Spencer staying in on a rainy day and watching 80’s movies (my guilty pleasure lol). Thank you!😊 Word count: 1054 A/N: I could have some really cool reason why I haven’t written this yet but I have nothing I’m just really lazy I’m so sorry. ——————————————

You always hated them. The bright lights. The booming noise. Thunderstorms. Ever since you were a child you were skittish when a storm would come and you never grew out of it. It was about 9:30 and you expected Spencer to be home any minute now because his flight landed at 8:45, and the the airport was about an hour away from your home in DC. All you wanted to do was cuddle up with him and watch movies to get your mind off things. You managed to calm yourself down when the rain started pouring as the sky lit up with the sudden electrostatic discharge, followed by the rumbling boom that made your hair go on edge.

The storm was getting closer and you felt your anxiety getting worse by the second. You wondered if Spencer was okay or if the storm caused him trouble getting home. Your mind wondered to all the bad things that could have happened to him when you heard the door unlock. On a normal day, you would run up and greet him, embracing him in a hug, but tonight you couldn’t even pry yourself off the couch.

“Hi, kitten! I’m home.” He greeted. But when you couldn’t come around to saying anything, he added, “Y/N? Where are you?”

He began to walk through your shared apartment looking for you when he saw you bundled up in all the blankets you owned laying on the couch. Your face was covered in an attempt to mute out some of the noise from the storm, but you peeked your head out for a moment just to say hello.

“Oh, Y/N I’m sorry. I forgot how much you hate storms” he said while sitting down next to you and placing his hand on your side in a measure to comfort you.

“It’s okay. I know the team needed you more than me. How was the case” you said, glad he was finally here.

“Alright” he began, getting off the couch and walking back to the door to put down his bag and take off his shoes. “I don’t understand how some peopl-” he was saying only before he was cut off by thunder so loud it shook the building. You whimpered in fear, returning to your fluffy means of protection. When that round of rumbling was over, you peaked your head back out to search for Spencer, being that he was no longer sitting next to you. You found him shutting the blinds in his windows and pulling the dark curtains together so you could no longer see the light coming from the thing that scared you most in this moment. Then, he went up to the tv that was currently playing the news that was only feeding your fear saying how dangerous this storm was and put in a movie. You couldn’t tell at first what it was but once it started playing, you discovered it was Grease, him knowing how much of a musical junkie you were. He went to the kitchen as the opening credits started rolling and came back just as the infamous beach scene started. He came back with two bowls of ice cream and turned the movie way up in an attempt to block out the storm. You took one of the bowls and thanked him before diving into it. It was mint chocolate chip, your favorite. After finishing your ice cream, you flipped yourself around and cuddled up onto Spencer’s lap. He took his hand and started playing with your Y/H/C hair. You finally started to relax when the distant rumbling caught you off guard and you started to pull the blanket up. Spencer stopped you.

“Hey, hey it’s alright. This is just what happens on summer nights” he said, making a joke at your favorite number from the movie. You couldn’t help but laugh as you dropped the blankets and continued watching the movie.

Not long after you both finished eating, Spencer laid down with you and threw his arm around your side.

“Ya know Elvis was originally casted to be in Grease. It is believed he would play the Guardian Angel role, but he did not accept. To this day no one knows why he didn’t but it’s probably because he was at the height of his musical career.” Spencer said. You couldn’t help but giggle at his knowledge of literally everything.

“I like it better with Frankie Avalon though. He’s a cutie” you said playfully. “Hey! You’re not allowed to call other guys cute!!” Spencer said defensively and started tickling you. “Stop!!!” You laughed. But the only reason he did stop was because ‘We go together’ started playing.

It wasn’t until after the movie ended that Spencer realized you made it through the rest of the storm completely fine. “Y/N! Look the storm stopped!” He said excitedly. He looked down at you and noticed that you had fallen asleep in his arms somewhere through the movie and he smiled, knowing he can comfort you even when you’re scared.

“Goodnight Y/N” he whispered, kissing your forehead.

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Phan: Those Who Trust - Part 40

Wordcount: 5.6k
Genre: Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort
Warnings: past non-con and abuse
Summary: Dan used to be a submissive and now he’s just a broken shell of a man.
Beta: eroticgropefest
A/N: This is it. The second to last chapter. Thanks for all your nice words. I hope you enjoy. :) x

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I wish I could even start to explain how much I struggled to love my dark skin. I wish y'all people who want to derail my experience could have seen me broken down crying every single day coming home from school. I wish y'all could of seen when I literally didn’t want to go outside or be seen because I was so afraid of being slandered. I wish you could feel the anxiety and actual panic attacks I had (and still lowkey have) whenever I was around black boys because of how awful they treated me. All the times I literally wanted to die because I felt like less than a human being. (and the attempts…) I felt like I would never be enough. Feeling like no one would ever love me. Feeling like I could never have the happy family life that we all want someday, all because of how I was (and still am) treated because of my skin tone. All because of having dark skin. And honestly this isn’t even half of it but I’m not tryna trigger myself right now.

Nothing hurts me more than when people try to tell me this isn’t real. Nothing hurts me more than when people tell me this isn’t a struggle. Nothing hurts me more when people reduce this to just being bitter and dark and angry. The effects of colorism are nothing short of traumatic and I’m STILL recovering from it today. I still struggle with crippling anxiety and depression to this day and it’s all because of the way I was treated. It’s all because of how awful people were toward me because of my skin tone. I don’t want anyone to EVER tell me this doesn’t exist because it destroyed my life and as far as I’ve come with self love and loving my dark skin, I still have a looooooong recovery ahead of me.

Supergirl 2x08 a.k.a ‘could this be any more awesome?’

I cannot believe what the producers did with this show! I mean, it validates everything (well, almost… thanks Mon-El) I ever wanted from the show. I cannot believe how inspiring it is to watch what they bring to life…

I mean… Lena Luthor is a HERO! An actual hero and I never doubted her for even a second that she would work with Lillian, but in the moment when nothing happened I was so happy that my heart was ready to jump from my chest! Lena Luthor is… amazing. And Katie McGrath does an amazing job!!!

“I’m a pretty good judge of character and you are not like your mother.” Kara (as Supergirl) to Lena, #MakeSuperCorpAThingAlreadyPeople

And that inspires her to actually BE a HERO!!!! 

And oh my god the #Sanvers! Not only does Alex come out to her mother (which from the sneak peak I actually thought it would not happen), but then she takes care of Maggie who - maybe lying on the floor of L-Corp with a wound in her shoulder - gets her priorities ‘straight’ (pun intended) and finally, finally gives us what we want… Which is Alex getting the girl!!! Take that, slow burn!! 

“Life is too short. And, we should be who we are. And, we should kiss the girls that we want to kiss. And I really just… I wanna kiss you!” Maggie to Alex, #cominghome #Sanvers

Favourite episode ever, at least until SuperCorp will happen!!!

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Post Break Up Dialogue Prompts

1. “This was still at my house, I thought you’d want it back.” 

2. “Y’know I’d fall in love with you all over again.” “Even if it meant getting hurt?” “Even if it meant getting hurt.” 

3. “I wished I never let myself love you.” 

4. “It’s been awhile.” “Yeah, yet not long enough.” 

5. “I still think of them, every single fucking day.” 

6. “You were always my home.” “You’re still mine.” 

7. “Is there a chance you’d ever come back?” “Just ask me to stay.” 

8. “I remember you liked this record, and I know it’s kinda wrong or whatever, but I couldn’t not buy it for you.”

9. “That’s my shirt.” “Do you want it back?” “Nah, it always looked better on you.” 

10. “I wanna go back, I wanna be strangers.” “We don’t get that, and for a good reason.” 

Flash Cast at LA TomCon... er, ComicCon

Q. I want to hear your favorite on-set Tom Cavanagh stories, because he seems hilarious.

Teddy Sears: Where do you start? I don’t know.

Danielle Panabaker: So many. I mean, I always attribute it to the fact that he has 4 kids at home, but he has an unbelievable amount of energy and enthusiasm, and he’s the best. Always singing, so much guitar playing…

Candice Patton: Never mind that he gets up in the morning, does practically a triathlon, bikes, swims, comes to work, works 14 hours, entertains us for 14 hours, has 4 kids… But I do want to say about Tom, this iteration of Harrison Wells, H.R., is by far my favorite. The way I cannot contain myself on set when he is coming up with this H.R. is so great and I hope you guys enjoy it as much as we do, because it’s hilarious. Hilarious.

Liam McIntyre: The hipster one?

Candice: Is he a hipster? Yeah he’s kinda hipstery. Drumstick guy.

Teddy: Off the top of my head, one of the best things about Tom is his ability to think on his feet, and he and Carlos Valdes last season were constantly reshaping bits of scenes to riff off each other, specifically with pop culture references. They were probably my most favorite part of going to work, because they were always keeping you - us, who are opposite them - on your toes too because you constantly had to keep up with them. And also it was a challenge not to laugh. Tom’s always trying to get us to play the most popular card game in China. He treats us like we’re his kids, like he takes that energy at home and brings it to set, and I don’t think there’s an on or off switch with Tom.

Candice: But I do agree. As an actor, he’s probably one of my favorites in the sense that I can’t ever not listen when I’m on set with Tom when the cameras are rolling, cause I don’t know what’s going to come out of his mouth, and as Iris West I have to just improv with him. We all do. And so he’s, for me, one of the few actors where I have to be present. I can’t just coast with Tom. Which makes it extraordinarily exciting for me, three seasons in, that I still have that excitement when I come to work. And Tom is a huge part of that for me.

Liam: My biggest compliment… I didn’t get to work with him much, but when I first got on the show… this is true of everyone in the cast, but he’s sort of the shining light example of it… as soon as I got on set, I didn’t even know if I had a scene with him, I didn’t know what we were doing, he found me and he was the most welcoming presence. And I’ve got other friends who’ve been on the show since, like Todd Lasance and stuff, and he just goes out of his way to make it feel like you’ve been on set with everyone forever. So that speaks so much, beyond his great acting, which is apparent, as a human being it’s just kind of amazing. He’s just a great person, which is better than anything else.


I love myself

I really do but whenever i spend time with people or am placed into social situations I come home absolutely feeling horrible about myself. The amount of times im told im annoying just really hurts, when i try to be quiet and not annoying people say im being awkward quiet or weird so like i really dont know what to do but what i want to do is never let anyone get close enough to hurt me because i really am happy with me but people make me feel lesser so you know what fuck all the people who have ever called me annoying or told me to shut up for being my genuine self. Fuck you. You’re jerks and you don’t deserve me or my time.


A/N: I listened to “California High” by Billy while writing this because it’s kinda accurate. You go do it too, that song is pure pleasure.

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Warnings: danger of having an eargasm, pain of separation

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