i planned this totally different

The Day After Tomorrow

Summary:  A weather catastrophe sends Sam and Dean out on a rescue mission.

Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam, Jody, Claire, Alex

Word Count:  1348

Warnings: fluff, slightly annoyed Dean

A/N:  This is for @supernatural-jackles SPN Birthday Challenge My prompt was the film “The Day After Tomorrow” and I wondered what Sam and Dean would do in a naturally occurring weather catastrophe.  This ended up going in a totally different direction than I originally planned.  I blame the Wayward Sisters announcement.  I hope you like it Jen!  Happy Birthday!

And thank you to the always lovely and wonderful MastaBeta @wheresthekillswitch for checking it over!

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“Babe, I still don’t like you going off to Jody’s alone.”  Dean looks up at you as you enter the library.

“Dean, I’ll be fine,” you say, dropping your bag at his feet.  “Besides, I need a girl’s night.  I’ve been spending too much time here with you and Sam.  It’s testosterone overload.”

“Call me as soon as you get there.”  He stands scooping up your bag.

“I will,” you say over your shoulder as you lead the way to the garage.

“Don’t text and drive.”

“I won’t.”

“Make sure you check the tires when you stop for gas.  Which will be often since the Jeep gets terrible gas mileage,” he says, stepping in line with you.

“Pot,” you sass.  “Indy is worth the extra gas.”

“Baby is too, but she’s all essentials.  Indy’s full of useless crap, not to mention those ridiculous tires.  Your mileage would be so much better if you got rid of all that.”

“Excuse me?  Indy is not full of useless crap.”

“When will you ever need a winch?”

“You never know… And those tires never get stuck.  I can’t believe you’d talk about Indy like that, he’s a good Jeep.”  You bump his hip with yours as you enter the garage.

“Well, just be careful and no talking to strangers.”  He stops next to your Jeep.

You stop too, giving him a hard look.  “Seriously?  You do realize I can take care of myself, right?”

He laughs.

“Just making sure you’re paying attention.  Gotta make sure my girl stays safe.”  He wraps his arms around you, pulling you close.  “I only have one of you.”  His lips capture yours and you can’t help sighing into this kiss.  This man was made to kiss, among other things.

You finally break away, “Ok, I gotta go.”

“Y/N,” he hesitates.

You look up into his peridot eyes and it seems like he’s holding something back.

“Tell Jody I said hi.”

“I will.  Bye, Dean.”

“Bye, Y/N.”

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Crossbow = Swordgun

I live for steven universe crossovers

hunk has to hide pidges eyes everytime these losers decide to fuse lolol

To The End of Time

SPN FanFic

~Dean picks up the pieces after a devastating accident~

Dean x Reader, Sam

2,600 Words

Warnings: Angst. Death. Blood. Implied Sexual Activity. Mostly just Dean Angst.

A/N: This is my entry for @butiaintgonnaloveem Baby’s Big 50 Writing Challenge! My song prompt was Meatloaf’s ‘Paradise By The Dashboard Light’. I went in a totally different direction than I had originally planned, I hope you like it… 

For the first two days he did nothing. Bruised and concussed, Dean sat on a stool in the garage staring at the wreckage.

Sam checked on him every few hours. He brought him food at mealtimes and cold beers now and then that sat at his feet untouched. He didn’t bother him; Dean was grieving. Sam had seen it before, but this time it was worse. He didn’t speak, refused to look up when Sam entered the room. Gone was the brave front, the placations that so often peppered the elder Winchester’s vocabulary. He wasn’t fine, so he didn’t say it. Sam kept a watchful eye, but he left Dean alone to do what he had to do.

On the evening of the second day, Dean got up; he legs protested with the sudden movement and his muscles twitched, reminding him with each step of the trauma. He ignored the pain and set to work, silently walking around his Baby, deciding where best to start. His hands passed over the hood, dipping into the fresh dents; his fingers catching on the mangled metal that stuck out at odd angles.

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some things never change

A Kidge fluffy summer au because why not! 

Also on AO3

She loves him, she supposes. It is simple enough. One of her brother’s friends, a few years older than she is. It would have been a love story for the ages, right? High school sweethearts, friends. Two people who manage to click into place early-on and no matter who gets between them, they easily fit back into a routine.

It’s a shame the world doesn’t work that simply, doesn’t it?

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I always hoped I would have your company on nights like these, but not like this, not as a ghost that frequents the inside of my head. I had totally different plans for my 2ams, ones that didn’t involve the usual staring contest with my ceiling that I never seemed to win. You were with me, not as a figment of my imagination but a tangible part of my reality. Sometimes your body would be entangled with mine as sleep took you to lands you never knew existed. Other times, our mouths and minds would lose their filters and we would discuss what we knew of the world and what we wished to learn, questions abounding with a desire for more than shameful shallowness. Things obviously haven’t gone the way I wanted them to. I don’t know what you’re up to. You’re probably giving your 2ams to some other person. Whoever they are, I hope they treat you well. I hope they love you more than I ever could. As for me, well, I’m still trying my hand at the staring contests. Even though it hurts at times like this, I’m gonna try to keep myself open. Not in hopes that you return, but in hopes that someday I’ll have someone to share my nights with that will call this heart home.

This is just a really crappy preview of a few of the awfully shitty recolors I’ve been working on for a ridiculously long time. So far the set has ballooned to a perfectly reasonable 158MB, LOL. I might be done early 2017, or it might end up in the pile of stuff I never share (not that anyone would miss it).


That winteriron pattern I mentioned two months ago… It’s almost totally different from what I had planned in the beginning. I wanted to do another pose, but man, lineless and chibi style is way more difficult than it seems hahaha…

Anyway, here’s a couple phone backgrounds and a little transparent badge for you guys! 

Please credit me if you plan on sharing them or using them online! :D

i was just glancing through facebook and i saw my best friend from elementary school is living in NYC and both her and her boyfriend are fuckin gorgeous they have like a whole professional couples photoshoot posted up and holy fuck how is she living such a Life™ we were both such little fuckin nerds back then HOW DID THIS HAPPEN

anonymous asked:

(1/3) imagine yoonseok have angry sex nbd and yoongi thinks hoseok's gone so he fumbles around and grabs his ring and he just... clutches it in his hand as he cries and apologizes to no one in particular over and over again because he misses hoseok so much and he regrets everything but he doesn't know what to do or how to make things right and it's tearing him apart bc now he has namjoon again but he isn't happy like he thought he'd be. he feels incomplete and miserable and so fucking sad and

(2/3) he doesn’t know what to do because he’s an idiot and emotionally constipated. anyways he’s crying and kissing the gem on his ring and hoseok’s just in the bathroom like “what the FUCK?” because he just had to fucking pee he wasn’t expecting to see/hear yoongi break down and that’s not fucking fair he doesn’t deserve that yoongi doesn’t have the right to make him feel emotions when he’s never even tried to make things right between them no matter how much hoseok has prayed/hoped all along
(3/3) he misses yoongi every single day and it’s driving him nuts as well but he doesn’t want to go back. he’s terrified. he’s never loved someone this much and he’s scared he’s going to feel like he’ll never measure up to namjoon and even now, even after everything, his heart still breaks when he thinks about it. he wants so bad to go back to yoongi and tell him it’s okay, they can work things out, but he’s so scared he just opens a portal to his own place and cries himself to sleep i’m broken


OK BUT HOW DARE YOU???????? UGHHHHHHH all these scenarios you guys send me always breaks me shdbsbdsd but im honestly so glad cause this is what i think about too. Yoongi really fucking loved Hoseok but he didn’t know what to do about how he felt about Namjoon. There was just so much regret so much what ifs so much left unsaid that Yoongi never felt like he was truly whole after that traumatic fiasco. Now that Namjoon’s back he’s even MORE constipated he doesnt know what to do with all the possibilities presented to him now and it takes an even bigger toll on his relationship with Hoseok because he misses him so fucking much but namjoon’s also right there. AND UGHHHHHHH hbddbd while i have a different scenario planned for the hate sex, this totally could legitimately happen because everything you said about both their feelings are pretty spot on!

Ty so much for taking your time to write this omg im glad we could be so emo together rip both of us

First Time - Ignis Scientia

GUYS. This is the sweetest thing ever and I’m so happy with this piece. I had a totally different plan in the beginning but this story practically wrote itself. Ignis is so cute and I really hope I got his mannerisms down. Not only am I blushing but this breaks my heart a little.

Enjoy this sinful magic.


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Pretty boy 💗was planning something totally different with makeup but then this happened,,
Camera quality sucks ass but its super boyish makeup with freckles and deep-set eyes
Also ft. Dan and Phil sweater!!

I know it’s overshadowed by the Women’s Marches and that is the best thing that could happen (yay headlines for women and fight for feminism instead of racists!!!!), but yesterday the leaders of the European Right Wing partys (ENF) met in Koblenz/Germany to celebrate Trump and to make plans how they can win with their racist, nationalist, sexist movements in Europe. People like Frauke Petry (German AfD), Geert Wilders (Dutch PVV) Marine Le Pen (French Front National) and others are teaming up in their effort to win elections. 

They excluded media, so we have very little reports on what was said behind closed doors. But we know what they do. They want to learn from Trump. Their plan is simple: provoke people with hate speech, garner the most attention, then gaslight them. The horrible thing is: it works.

I know we all look to the USA right now, but we can’t forget that they are here as well. They are not far away and we mustn’t be afraid. We can’t turn them into a doomful dark that sneeks up on us. We have to put them into the light as the idiots they are. We have to resist their provocations. We have to stand up and call them out. We have to fight for the rights that are important to us. For the free and democratic movements that value everyone the same. Before it is too late. Before we are standing here in autumn and bemoan our own stupidity and ignorace.

Edit: If you want to read up on it a bit.

  • Hanji: *tries to study peacefully in her room*
  • Levi: *comes in to take out the trash*
  • Hanji: *continues studying for the next five minutes*
  • Levi: *comes to wipe off the dust*
  • Hanji: *tries to study anyway*
  • Levi: *comes to sweep the floor*
  • Hanji: Levi, could you please do everything you need at once and don't come back for some time? It's really disturbing.
  • Levi: Ok. Sorry.
  • Levi: *comes back to water the flowers*
  • Hanji: Levi...
  • Levi: Sorry, pretend I'm not here. *leaves*
  • Hanji: *something important comes to her mind and she tries to note it but...*
  • Levi: *comes in* You hungry, Shitty-glasses?
  • Hanji: I warn you, Shorty, stop intrude me every 5 minutes, I'm trying to make something out and you do bother.
  • Levi: Lock your shitty door if you don't want anyone to distract you.
  • Hanji: Ha, I'm gonna do this for real, midget.
  • Levi: Fine! *leaves resentful*
  • Hanji: *gets a few minutes of silence*
  • Hanji: *hears some noises from behind the window*
  • Hanji: *goes to the window, opens it and looks out*
  • Hanji: *sees Levi using 3DMG and hanging upside down above her window*
  • Levi: You sure you ok, Shitty-glasses?
  • (And then Hanji kissed Levi and they lived happily ever after or actually the next five minutes before Levi offered Hanji some tea bringing her to the verge of a nervous breakdown.)

okay but hear me out here-

•Magnus and Alec as regular college age students au

•Magnus doesn’t bother going to college because his dad is rich as fuck

•you know, one of those soul sucking corporate types

•totally evil, but hey, Magnus doesn’t care because he’s never gonna have to work a day in his life

•but sometimes he still hangs out with his friends on campus

•because he likes the whole vibe of the place

•it’s an old school, the kind that specializes in classical and history degrees

•he would never study there, but the place is beautiful

•he likes to take pictures of it

•actually he loves everything about photography and architecture

•so this is really a perfect place for him

•he just loves how permanent they are

•everything else around him changes, but those photos will last forever

•and one day he’s waiting for one of his friends, a pretty girl with blue hair, to finish class

•it’s a beautiful day

•one of those no clouds, shining sun, sunglasses on, birds chirping kinds of days

•and he’s thinking about the party they’re going to throw that night

•and wondering what the weather is like in Hong Kong (where he thinks his dad is on business)

•(but he’s honestly not sure, he lost track of all the different trips)

•(and to be even more honest, as long as the rent money for his flat keeps showing up each month, he doesn’t really give a damn)

•and he notices that a certain beam of light is hitting the school’s centerpiece (a gorgeous marble fountain that they never turn off, not even in the winter) just right

•it’s like a perfect scene

•but when he takes the picture

•with his big bulky camera that he carries around with him everywhere

•he notices that something just isn’t quite right

•he isn’t sure what it is

•but then someone walks past

•and Magnus thinks he knows what it might be

•so he runs over and grabs this stranger, begging him for a second to please just sit down on the edge of the fountain

•but don’t look at the camera

•and he isn’t really paying attention

•so thankfully he doesn’t notice that the poor stranger is stammering and trying to act cool at the same time

•because, holy fuck, Magnus is really hot, okay?

•but he agrees and Magnus goes to take the picture

•he looks through the lens and finally realizes the gorgeous guy he accidentally picked for this

•like he’s actually perfect

•with the most amazing blue eyes that Magnus has ever seen

•and the picture comes out all gross and blurry

•so oh no, he has to take another one

•(what a shame, more time with the stranger)

•and Magnus gets his picture

•but his friend isn’t quite out of her class yet

•so he asks if this stranger might want to, say, get some coffee or something?

•as a thank you for posing, of course

•that’s totally it

•so they go and it’s absolutely perfect

•he finds out that the boy’s name is Alec Lightwood

•what a pretentious fucking last name

•it’s perfect

•and he studies at the university and magnus is so amazed that this is the first time they’ve ever met

•because seriously how did they not meet sooner than this

•of course the cute boy in the ratty sweater with beautiful blue eyes is also a classics major

•what a dork

•and his phone is from Magnus’s father’s rival company

•which is just a bonus

•and they can barely even stop talking to each other to even order the damn coffee

•and they don’t stop talking when Magnus’s friend repeatedly texts him demanding to know where the hell he is

•he comes to know that it’s also the first and second time that rule follower Alec Lightwood has ever skipped a lecture

•because they managed to talk throughout two lectures

•and just lost track of time

poolsidescientist  asked:

As a fanfic writer how do you plan your stories? As a writer I'm a hot mess and would like to be a slightly cooler mess.

A long time ago (2003) I winged it clear to the finish line.

In 2013 I started off winging it “haha this will be like five chapters” and then halfway through started outlining because it was getting out of control (“oops i mean 25″).

Nowadays, in my current attempt, it looks something like this:

A garbage dump of notes, sadness, and even a calculator. I have two whole words of actual fic.


“because there’s no thing such as powerful than having you by my side”

Today was the first time where I really started a flight in solo. From the beginning to the end! From the preflight preparation until the closure of the flight plan. I did a small navigation to 3 different airports for a total of 1.7 hours (roughly 1h45), where I had to land at each of them and then going to the next. I was a bit nervous before taking-off, but as soon as I gained altitude and fly toward my destination, i felt more confident (okay not that much..)

You know, it’s not that complicated, as long as you follow the procedures, the checklist and your navigation. During most of the flight, I already knew what I had to do, as I practised countless of time before. Nevertheless, it was special and I still felt nervous; did i checked that? what if this happens? am i still on my planned route? did i forget something? where can i land if my engine fails? did i corrected enough for the wind (!) All these questions appears while you fly (and on the ground before taking-off) and you have to double check just to be sure.

At the end, everything went well. I know I have things to improve, but it was a very good solo flight!