i swear that john green is a god

I have created a being from the spliced DNA of Joss Whedon, Aaron Diaz, and John Green, and I swear to god if my demands are not met I will let him write and direct a Dracula film

Not the kids.

Pairing : Husband!Dean x wife!Reader, Sam x Reader, John x Reader, Lyle, Chuck
Word count : 2,422
Author : Mel
Warning : Swearing, Cheating (mentioned), Suicide (mentioned), Death, Touch of violence, Angst.
Request : @sandlee44 - What if Dean wasn’t a demon, (never got shot), would he still have been as angry about you being with John and stayed?, would he have been able to stop his death? (SLD)
A/N : Dean is still human. Getting shot never happened.

‘She’s Leaving, Dean’ 1 year celebration!

“My dad!?” Dean got up, knocking his chair back. “You’re fucking my dad!?” His green eyes held so much anger as he glared down at you. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

“I’m sorry.”

“You’re-” He laughed. “Well shit, then I guess all is good again, cuz you’re fucking sorry. You fucked my dad!”

“Dean..” John warned him as you started to cry.

“You don’t get to say a fucking word. I trusted you. I trusted you with my family, and this is what I get? How long?” You stared at the floor. “HOW FUCKING LONG!?” He yelled, making you jump.

“Hawaii.” Sam barely heard the answer, but Dean heard it loud and clear.

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I think I just fell in love with a girl and it’s soo weird cause my whole life I considered myself straight but now I can’t even look at boys because she is way better then any boy on this motherfuckin planet and she is like so cute. She really likes john green and has read all the books before watching the movies and when she stood on the board the other day while teacher was rambling about something she looked at me and rolled her eyes and smirked so I did the same but I swear to god my heart stopped beating for like 30 seconds

Ralph Waldo Emerson

  • “Don’t be pushed by your problems. Be led by your dreams.”
  • “He who is not everyday conquering some fear has not learned the secret of life.”

J.K. Rowling

  • “Anything’s possible if you’ve got enough nerve.”
  • “It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all, in which case you have failed by default.”
  • “I would like to be remembered as someone who did the best she could with the talent she had.”

John Green

  • “What is the point of being alive if you don’t at least try to do something remarkable?”
  • “If you don’t imagine, nothing ever happens at all.”
  • “At some point, you just pull off the Band-Aid, and it hurts, but then it’s over and you’re relieved.”
  • “In spite of it all, hope is not misguided.”

Ernest Hemingway

  • “We are all apprentices in a craft where no one ever becomes a master.”
  • “The world breaks everyone, and afterward, many are strong at the broken places.”
  • “The first and final thing you have to do in this world is to last it and not be smashed by it.”
  • “Live the full life of the mind, exhilarated by new ideas, intoxicated by the Romance of the unusual.” 

Marilyn Monroe

  • “Sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.” 

Dalai Lama

  • “Remember that not getting what you want is sometimes a wonderful stroke of luck.”


  • “What you do today is important because you are exchanging a day of your life for it.”
  • “Happiness is not the absence of problems, it’s the ability to deal with them.”
  • “Decide that you want it more than you are afraid of it.”
  • “Adventure may hurt you, but monotony will kill you.”


Sorry I just now seen this

Tagged God knows when by @abstractmuslim

1. Name: Myrah
2. Nicknames: mykeyy (mike-ee) lmao
Zodiac Sign: zodiacs are haram b but cancer
4. Height: 5′6 but my mom swears I’m 5'5
5. Orientation: Straight omg what else lmaooo
6. Nationality: American Pashtun/Afg/pak
7. Favourite fruit: I don’t even eat fruit lmao, but strawberries x
8. Favourite season: Fall
9. Favourite book: Currently it’s Looking for Alaska by John green
10. Favourite flowers: blue hydrangeas, red roses, and sunflowers
11.Favourite scent: any vs vanilla lotion, and my favorite perfume that I won’t name cuz it’s MY PERSONAL SMELL AND ITS GRAND
12. Favourite colour: I love brown, it’s so cozy and warm- and or whatever my husbands eye color is will be my favorite color.
13. Favorite animal: orca whale or a wolf
14. Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: Coffee duhhh what kind of American would I be
15. Cats or dogs: I hate cats 🙃 puppies forever
16. Favourite fictional character: Jace Herondale BOOKS ONLY
17. Number of blankets you sleep with: 2-3 even in summer cuz I’m a cold blooded anemic
18. Dream trip: Hajj/ Pacific Coast Highway road trip with my husband
19. Blog created: may of 2017 I do believe?
20. Number of followers: 535

I tag - @pukhtanaukht @all-noirxxx @shna-chai @allahumaghfirlee @playingtheodds

Chapter Two

A/N: This is only chapter two, so we’re still getting into it, but I would appreciate any feedback as the story is still new and I’m still getting the feel of it.

Harry squinted out over the polo field, frowning. It was only the third match of the season, but already the grounds were packed. Polo was becoming a more and more popular sport – or maybe it was just because he and William would be playing – but the numbers of spectators each week were growing.

“You see Kate?” William asked from behind Harry. “She said she was going to find a good spot to sit with the kids, so that they could see me.”

“I can’t see her,” Harry said, dropping the tent flap and moving back into the changing rooms, pulling his t-shirt over his head. “Hey, feel free to let her get into your head, you know? Feel free to distract yourself and fall off your horse.” He was grinning.

William smirked too. “At least then you’ll be in with a chance of winning, huh?”

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So wrote a one shot about Harry as a father and his daughters best friend, um enjoy haha

“(Y/n), you can’t do anything right, can you!” Alison said swatting my arm, cleaning up the liquid I had just spilled all over our desk.

We were working on a chemistry project and were receiving some class time to start us off. I had zoned out thinking about the book I had in my bag that I really wanted to finish reading. It was “The Fault in our Stars.” by John Green.

This was my first John Green book and I was only on chapter 6 yet found myself in love with the characters already. I had a feeling how the story would pan out, but I still fell in love with it easily. I wanted to pay attention in class today, but I couldn’t stop thinking about the book.

I watched a frustrated Alison wipe the liquid up and have to go and refill it. When she returned, I gave her a nervous smile that made her sigh heavily.

“You are lucky you’re cute, I swear to God.”

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Request: Can you do a dean x reader where Dean and Sam go to the road house and meet Ellen’s other daughter and Dean and her hit is off and Jo get super jealous and try’s to flirt and seduce Dean and just ends with a bunch of fluff?

Word Count: 1,815

Triggers: Angst, mentions of dad leaving.

A/N: This was a lot of fun to write, hope you enjoy. Happy 4th of July to everyone in the US lol wooo. Sorry I didn’t add the seducing part :( I hope I did this right and you wanted Dean and Reader to get together if not message me and I’ll re do it.


“Now girls please remember Sam and Dean are stopping by today, so please clean up a little and for gods sake behave.” Ellen begged her daughters, walking out of the room after. “Who are they?” you asked, looking at your sister with confusion while whipping glasses down. “Johns boys.. Ah Dean, I can’t wait!” she yelled happily, nearly dropping the glass she was whipping down. “He’s so handsome with his dreamy brown hair, his beautiful green eyes.. his plump lips.” you cut her off “do I need to leave the room and leave you to yourself?” “Shut up. If you embarrass me I swear to god you’re going to regret it.” Jo warned, pointing the glass at you and giving you a glare. “Okie dokie lover girl. Literally you drool over anybody, a 40 year old man could come in here and you’d be in his pants in 5 min-” “Y/N!” Ellen yelled, walking into the room with two men behind her. One was really tall with dirty blonde hair, the other one was shorter with brown hair and green apple eyes, Jo was right he was hot. They both were.

“Sam, Dean this is Y/N, my other daughter.” she smiled, leading the boys to you. “Nice to meet you, I’m Dean, and this is my dorky baby brother Sammy.” Dean replied, shaking your hand and winking at you. “You can call me Sam.” he laughed, shaking your hand also. “I’m Y/N, if you couldn’t tell.” you laughed, giving them a warm smile, feeling Jo glaring at you from behind.

“Hey Dean, remember me?” she winked, jumping into his arms making Sam and I roll our eyes. “Y-yeah, Hi Jo.” he seemed uncomfortable. “Aw, don’t act like that. Come on I’ll get you a beer.” she lead him to the bar stand, Sam and you following from behind. “So where you from Y/N?” Sam asked. “Eh I’ve been all around, I just never really worked here before. I mostly worked with Bobby on the cars.” when you said that Dean looked at you with a shocked, but interested look.

“You work on cars? That’s awesome not most girls "like” cars.“ Dean smiled. "Uh- I like cars too!” Jo yelled, trying to get his attention. “Jo you don’t even know how to drive.” you snorted, rolling your eyes on your way to get a beer, making sure she noticed. “Shut up.” she whispered as you passed by, making you chuckle to yourself.


“Dean, can you come help me outside real quick?” Jo asked with a devilish look. “Uh- sure. Be right back guys.” You and Sam nodded, taking another sip of your beers, and they were out. “So, Jo’s got a pretty big crush on my brother huh?” Sam laughed. “Ohhh yeah.” You laughed too, shaking your head. “She’s boy crazy.” “Ah, most girls always go for my brother. Not really sure why.”

“So you knew Bobby?” Sam asked, trying to start another convo. “Yes sir, he was like a father to me, miss him more and more every day.” You sighed, taking another sip. “Same here, he was a good man.” he frowned, looking down at his bottle. Thank goodness Jo and Dean came back in to hopefully light up the mood.


It’s been about two hours since Sam and Dean came. Jo’s been up Dean’s ass ever since he stepped foot in here, but on other hand both of the boys are very polite and seem wonderful. Sam was starting to be your new best friend, talking about nerdy stuff and books but then there was Dean. His voice and laugh made you get chills, his smile made your heart warm and you loved the way his eye crinkled when he laughs. He loves cars just as much as you, he also loves pie as much as you and he’s just wonderful. But of course Jo being Jo she’s going to try to take him away from you, or kill you for stealing him. He doesn’t even seem interested, but that won’t fly with her.

“Ouch! Damn it!” you yelled, realizing you cut your arm on broken glass from a few hours before that you forgot to clean up, seeing blood go everywhere. “Fucking hell I’m so sorry.” you sighed, getting rags to clean it up. “No no don’t be, its okay. I got bandages in the car Sammy can you get them?” Dean asked, helping you hold the rag on your arm, wincing in pain. “Shh it’s okay, how’d you manage to miss that while cleaning?” Dean laughed, making you smile. “Cause she’s an idiot.” Jo smirked, making Dean tense up and clench his jaw.

“asshole.” you said under your breath, Jo was about to say something until Sam came running in with a first aid kit, breaking the fight apart. “This is going to sting.” Dean sighed, pouring some alcohol on your wound, making you wince in pain. “Fuck, you weren’t kidding.” you laughed, making him laugh too. He wrapped your arm in a bandage carefully, making sure not to hurt you. “All done, you did better than I usually do when Sammy has to patch me up.” you both laughed, making Sam laugh too while Jo just stood there with her arms crossed, glaring at you with anger.


It was 10 at night, the boys were still here, your mom Ellen went home next door and left you all four by yourselves, drinking off and on. “Do you guys want to play truth or dare?” Dean slurred, not fully drunk but close to it. You all were. “Sure” the rest of you agreed. “Ok truth or dare, Sam.” “Truth” “Do you find Y/N attractive?” he asked with a daring grin. “Y-yes.” he stuttered, looking nervous. “Thanks” you laughed, taking another sip. “Truth or Dare, Y/N” Sam asked. “Dare, I ain’t a wuss.” you joked, tipping your bottle at him. “Hmm okay then, I dare you too… Kiss Dean!” he yelled, making Jo furious. “What?!” she yelled, making your stomach turn. This wasn’t going to turn out good but before you could say anything Dean pulled you onto his lap and kissed you. Not just a peck, deeply. You could hear Jo’s head boiling with anger but you didn’t care. You tangled your fingers in his hair, making him moan against your lips.

“Ok that’s fucking enough.” she warned, pulling you back by your shirt. Dean licked his bottom lip and smiled, winking at you after. “ "I don’t want to play anymore.” she sighed, taking a big shot of beer. “Aw why, is someone jealous?” you asked, knowing it’d piss her off. “Come on Jo, are you mad cause he went for me and not you?” “It was a dare! he wouldn’t of if it wasn’t!” “Bullshit, he enjoyed it too.” you winked at Dean, noticing his cheeks are still red. “Well who would want a annoying piece of shit who daddy didn’t love like you?! he left cause you came around! if he left, nobody’s going to stick with you! they’ll all leave, just like him. Like me and mom did but nope you had to come running back. Nobody’s going to love you! I don’t, Dean doesn’t, Sam doesn’t and you know who else didn’t? Bobby. He’s probably glad he’s dead to get away from you.” You didn’t even realized you were in tears till she stopped. You walked out and slammed the door, sitting in the back of the bar in the pouring rain, not even caring. You sobbed into your hands, punching and kicking stuff around you and dropping to the ground after, in tears.

“You are a true bitch, you know that Jo!?” Dean yelled with anger, walking out and slamming the door after.

You were laying on the ground covered in tears, blood running down your arm not even realizing you opened you wound again, fan fucking tastic. You were picking up broken chairs and breaking them more against the wall until you felt arms wrap around you and spin you around, bringing you into their chest. It was Dean. He rubbed your back softly, letting you let all your anger and sadness out. “Shh it’s okay, let it all out I’m here.” he whispered, running his hand through your hair and kissing your head softly. Funny how you just met this man today and he’s already making you feel  better than your own family does.

After about 10 minutes of crying into a man you just met chest you finally calmed down. He sat down against the wall, bringing you with him and wrapping his arms around you still. “She was wrong, you know that right?” he asked, breaking the silence. “Nah- she’s right. I’m a piece of shit that nobody could love..” you sniffled, looking at him with sadness in your eyes. “No- that isn’t true at all y/n. Bobby loved you, he loved both of us. Yeah he could’ve been an asshole but that’s how family is. Even when they’re being assholes, they still love you more than they love themselves.” you didn’t say anything, leaving it silent for about five minutes until he spoke up again.

“I like you a lot y/n. Like, like like. You’re beautiful, smart, hilarious, you get along well with Sam, you know how to kick ass, and you’re a girl who loves cars. That’s amazing!” you both chuckled. “Jo was wrong, so, so wrong. I don’t want to turn this into a love story, chick flic but fuck it.” he sighed, cupping your face into his hands and kissed you, hard. He ran his fingers through your hair and you could feel him smile against your lips, making you do the same until he pulled away. “Do you wanna maybe go on a date tomorrow, get some coffee where it’s not raining down on us.” he laughed. “do you even gotta ask?” you asked smiling, pulling him in for another kiss. And that’s where the story of you two began.

“If only Bobby was here right now, he’d kick your ass for putting lips on his "daughter”“ you laughed, looking up at the sky smiling knowing he’s probably watching, smiling over how happy you and Dean finally are.

"Hey, If it meant I got to kiss the most gorgeous girl I ever met, it’d be worth it.”

lmao remember when the series started?  remember when...

…Clarke was a nagging princess??  Well now she is a total badass bisexual mom.

…Bellamy was a bossy emotionless dick?? Now he is an emotional fluffy puppy that loves kids and does whatever wifey wants.

…we thought that Finn and Clarke were going to be the show’s leading romance?? Well now BELLAMY AND CLARKE ARE IN LOVE IS2G AND THEY ARE KILLING THE PLATONIC MARRIAGE GAME!

…Octavia was the sexy rebellious naive little sister?? Now she is a grounder warrior that’s dirty and greasy and knows 593476 different ways to kill you.

…Murphy was a piece of shit?? Well now…….. he’s still a piece of shit tbh bUT NOW WE LOVE HIM OMFG #trashprince

…Jasper was the comic relief who’s sole purpose in life was to get high?? Now he’s a broken boy that shaved his head and just needs a goddamn hug.

…Jasper had a crush on Octavia and you totally thought it was going to be a thing?? Well they both fell in love with someone else who died tragically in front of them.  (I’m not crying you’re crying)

…Jaha was a decent person that was just trying his best?? Now thIS ASSHOLE HAS LOST HIS FUCKING MIND AND I SWEAR TO GOD HE JUST NEEDS TO GO LIKE I’M OVER HIM GAH

…Monty was a smol bean that needed to be protected at all costs??  Well he is still a precious smol bean that NEEDS to be protected except now……. he’s had sex.

okay listen there is a thing that needs to be said

i understand that you are already tired of looking at tfios gifsets on your dash. i understand that you’ve always thought that stupid hurricane drizzle quote was pretentious, and that you think john green is problematic as a role model because he is a wealthy, white male. and i understand that you don’t read YA lit that has a largely female audience because you are a ~serious adult and our society teaches us that anything which can hold the attention of young women is, by definition, vapid and worthless.

but here is what we are not going to do:

we are not going to make john green into public enemy #1 just because he’s currently experiencing what some people consider to be disproportionate celebrity. 

the damn movie has been out for 72 hours and people are already bitching their faces off about how much they hate hearing about it, how arrogant and undeserving john green is, how he “doesn’t get” that orange is the new black was making fun of him. for the love of christ, yes he does.

and i’m not here to sell you on john green, i don’t give a flying fuck what you read. go slobber over some kerouac, get sloppy with your beloved, dog-eared copy of whatever fucking wankstain vonnegut book you can’t stop telling people about. do whatever makes you feel tingly in your intellectual loins.

but i swear to god, if you shame teenage girls out of reading what they are interested in or make them feel embarrassed about watching vlogbrothers i will raise holy hell because that shit is not okay

john and hank green have the following they do because they talk to teenagers like people. they use their influence to foster the development of critical thinking skills, to encourage teens to challenge the status quo, and to teach them the things that a dozen imperfect educational systems won’t. and yeah, they’re two wealthy, white men. but they’re trying to use the privilege and power that gives them to do something good. 

so basically, shut the fuck up about how you can’t stand john green. no one wants to listen to you jerking off about how intellectually superior you are for not having read it. least of all john green himself, who has done nothing but advocate for this community.

just blacklist the tfios tag and move the fuck on with your life. 

anonymous asked:

I have an ex who dumped me for a girl who literally has a restraining order on him. when he dumped me he asked for "one more kiss for the road". immediately after saying we wouldn't work. I swear to god he thinks he's a John green character.