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Renaissance Faire - Race and Culture

This month hosts The Renaissance Pleasure Faire in Los Angeles. For those of you who have never been to a Ren Faire, one of the key aspects of it is costume and dressing up. 

When I was in High School and would go with my High School friends, I was always a little jealous of the costumes that they would wear. All of my friends in High School you see, were white. The costumes that they would wear always looked right on them and somehow, wrong on me. 

One year, I took things into my own hands and decided to dress as a Chinese Peasant. I got a Rice Paddy hat from our local chinatown and a pretty drab and easy top and pants (I super wish I could find these photos for you guys)  

The effect worked, a lot of people noticed my costume and laughed at my little joke.

Still, I would look at my friends in their beautiful dresses and flower crowns and envy that they could easily slip into this land of make believe and I still felt a little bit like an outsider. 

I don’t believe that anyone particularly made me feel this way, it was just something that made me aware of my race when usually it’s something I don’t necessarily think about. 

So, I went and decided to just wear the ‘wrong’ feeling costumes anyways, it was all pretend and I could do anything I wanted. 

But this year, I decided to do something different. I did some research and found out that during the Elizabethan period, the Ming dynasty would have been in power. I did some research online and found myself a Ming Dynasty costume. 

It was everything I had ever wanted. I felt pretty, but also I felt like I belonged. I felt like I was able to share my culture and what was beautiful about that time period with people who didn’t know. A lot of people stopped me to ask about my costume! I wish I had known a little bit more about accurate construction or really, anything about the Ming Dynasty, but I still felt right in it. 

There are lots of cultures that existed during the Elizabethan era and I encourage any People of Color to share that when they go to a Renaissance festival next time! I would love to see more costumes, maybe Armenian or Turkish or Mongolian! 

Next year I want to take this as a starting point and try to incorporate more elements of fantasy. There are lots of Chinese dramas that take period costumes and throw some fun fantasy elements into it. Here are some cool examples:

Words Speak Louder Than Actions

Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Warnings/Contains: sexting, dirty talk, mention of the word “nut”, mentions of ass eating, no actual penetration, metal arm kink, flirting with a woman, masturbation

Word Count: 2234

bang this might be bad idk (p.s the gif has nothing to do w it lmao it probably would’ve gone better w shoot from the hip)

Originally posted by khalblogo

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One of the weird things about being a (in my case bi) girl from a conservative place is that you end up “gal pal"ing yourself so fucking hard. Like you’ll be like "wow this girl is so pretty, I love hearing her talk about her ideas about like, her laughter is like music to my soul and I get so fucking happy when my jokes make her laugh and gosh I wish I could kiss her and go out for a beer with just her, if she wanted to, too.. Haha wow, what a Good Friend”

bugheadsunshine  asked:

Hi! You're writing is amazing! I was wondering if you could write something based on this quote: "I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it." By Audrey Hepburn. It would probably work best being about Betty, maybe explaining to Juggie why she is so affectionate with him all the time or something like that. Thank you!

That’s a beautiful quote, and I’m happy to write this prompt, thankyou so much!
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Betty held his hand almost all the time, whether she was happy, sad , nervous, angry, she always had a firm grip on his hand.

At first it had confused jughead, no one had ever wanted to be associated with him, let alone touching him at all times. But it was almost as if Betty needed to be touching him, like some twisted life line.

He didn’t mind, he thought it was endearing, and he couldn’t lie, he often had the sudden urge to hold her close when they were cuddled together in a booth at pops, all of their friends joking around and laughing beside them.

But the hand holding and the random hugs in the halls were nothing compared to when jughead and Betty were alone and in private.

More often than not he found himself wrapped underneath Betty’s long legs, her fingers running through his hair while he peppered kisses across her collar bone, enjoying the soft sighs she made.

If they were napping on the couch, Betty’s iPod playing soft jazz in the background, Betty would thread her fingers through his, placing their hands over her heart.

Jughead loved to kiss her more than he ever thought he could.

She was attentive and gentle, her affection shining through every soft peck.

After a long football game, jughead would wrap her up in her arms as soon as the game was over, she always ran to meet him, her tiny cheerleading skirt bouncing as she melted into him . Saying the same thing she said every time.

“Mmmm, my favorite place in the world”

One night, they were laying in the gross, staring up at the stars, hands connected when Betty spoke

“ I know I can be overbearing, I know I can be a little clingy, but I can’t help it, it’s just the way I am.”

Jughead was taken back by her confession

“What brought this on love?”

She sighed turning her head to make eye contact with him.

“Cheryl mentioned today, that I looked pretty needy hanging onto you like I do. I wish I could stop, but I just love you so much. I can’t help it.”

Sitting up and dragging her onto his lap

“I don’t ever want you to stop being affectionate towards me okay? I love you just the way you are, cuddliness and all. Cheryl is just jealous you’re not all over her, want me to have a talk with her?”

Betty shook her head burying her face in his neck

“No, I don’t care about anyone else’s opinion only yours.”

He smiled

“Good, how about we go upstairs and I show you just how affectionate I am.” Jughead wiggled his eyebrows, picking up the blonde and throwing her over his shoulder

Squealing Betty giggled as they made their way into the house.

And if jughead held their kisses a little bit longer than normal, at school the next morning, Betty didn’t mention it.

I really wish I could just quit my job and devote myself full time to making things….I do pretty well with my bags but I can’t make them fast enough and when i’m home I just want to sleep. I’m tired of working jobs that I hate, but I can’t risk it not working out >

anonymous asked:

What do you think the boys are like? I'm new to army and want to know their individual personalities

So, let’s summarize the boys then! Welcome to the fandom by the way, and also, i’m not an expert, but you can easily get to know them a bit better by watching videos/shows they’ve participated, it’s a great source! I will try to keep this short, lets go. (No, i failed, i couldn’t keep this short, enjoy reading all the little details about members personalities <3)

Jin: he’s the oldest member, his age gap with the youngest member of bangtan (Jungkook) is like 5 years, he’s not an introvert nor an extrovert, it varies, at first glance he looks like a quiet person, but when he’s with the members he’s so playful, and he makes dad jokes all the time hahaha, the king of dad jokes, he’s also a very confident, and has high self esteem! It’s really funny whenever he jokes and laughs at his own jokes (he does that all the time) and also he’s very passionate about cooking and food in general, if you want to get to know him more i recommend you look for his Eat Jin episodes either on youtube or VAPP because he talks about him and all that, it’s really cool, and him being the oldest member makes him have a leader type of temperament. Cares a lot about his members, always wanting to take care of them, he also cooks for them, i feel like he would be such a great father in the future <3.

Yoongi/Suga: so he’s the lethargic one in the group (as he said himself) because he’s always in the mood for sleep or either very quiet (sometimes on his cellphone) but that DOES NOT make him a cold person, he’s far from that (he’s a pisces come on, i am one too, we are soft), he can get easily excited and energetic when he’s either on stage (enjoying himself) or doing something that he’s really passionate about (composing for example), and i do believe we can call him an introvert, he also has a really strong personality, he knows what he likes, does what he wants to do, it’s not like he doesn’t care, but more like if he doesn’t like something, he will not do it, period. But the thing is that, if you listen to his mixtape he released called Agust D, and read the lyrics, you’ll see that he shared a lot of personal experiences and stories with us there, he too is a human, who suffered with depression, and pisces people tend to be closeted and not show their emotions that much, so he was brave enough to share that with us, you can learn a bit more about him reading lyrics of some songs. sometimes pisces have this ‘i don’t care’ attitude, but deep down we have the biggest soft spots for people that we really like, and things that we love to do. Also, he’s definitely very independent. An inspiration.

Namjoon/Rap Monster: our leader, namjoon is a hard to understand person, but once you get to know him, you’re gonna love him. he’s definitely an introvert, he’s the type that enjoys long walks on the beach, or just going to a quiet park with a book to sit down and read, maybe even enjoy the scenery and clear his mind. He tends to overthink most of the time, being the leader, there’s this pressure on him for always having to be perfect and strong for his members, hence why he’s always having those deep philosophical thoughts inside his head all the time, this too because like i mentioned before, he also reads a lot! He’s quiet, emotional, sensitive, analytical and of course a perfectionist, started rapping underground and composing when he was really young, mostly because of all the pressure of high school (he used to be one of the top students, with a high IQ) he decided that the best way to express his feelings was through his lyrics, so he started composing and fell in love, rap is also a way he used to let it all out. He tends to also analyze things too much and is always setting high standards for himself, so definitely like i mentioned before as well, it’s a lot of pressure on him. He loves writing long deep messages for armys, either telling a story that has a deep meaning, or just using metaphors to tell how much he loves and appreciate us. He’s always trying to find a way to improve, and he’s definitely very empathetic, likes to have long deep convos, artistic and very creative. And, by being an introvert like i also mentioned, he tends to go to parks/beaches type of places to be alone, a good way to get away from all the noise of the world, and have some time alone. He’s truly inspirational. And if you ever see some bangtan bombs, you’ll probably notice he’s always on his phone right? He loves writing lyrics and his thoughts! 

Hoseok/J-Hope: ahh he’s a literal sunshine, the most optimistic and charismatic member - Your angel, your hope - he’s also really noisy, and energetic the type that randomly starts dancing and playing music in your room at 3am asking you to join him, but anyway lmfao, he’s always smiling, a cheerful, positive and friendly person. He’s the mood maker of the group, so count on him to cheer up the place anytime. He once mentioned that his stage name (J-hope) fits him very well since he aims to give hope to the members, and to ARMYs as well <3. He can be considered a sanguine, and sanguine people love to create a lively mood (hence why i mentioned he’s the mood maker). And by definition, sanguines are “boisterous, bubbly, chatty, openly emotional, social extroverts.” He’s also not only the dance machine but the aegyo king of the group.

Jimin: so, he’s a really cute and shy person. he’s the tiniest one of the group (comparing to the other members lmfao). but he’s not only abs like most ppl talk/care about, he’s a genuinely nice person, and he’s super empathetic as well, which makes him such a good and caring friend, someone who everyone wants to be friends with. whenever a member is sad/worried or overthinking too much, he’s there to help, sometimes even putting their feelings before his own, that’s how much he cares about his close friends. he’s the type to closet his feelings too, because he always want’s so to show us a good image, wanting to impress and please ppl most of the time, he manages to hide it by smiling and give us the impression he’s shrugging it off, but he usually opens up his playfulness and youthful acts with close friends. he used to be super self conscious about his body, but that has changed as time passed and he matured a lot, he’s now an explosion and a strong person on stage, he has lots of self confidence and he can get kinda selfish when he’s on stage because like i mentioned there’s that whole pressure on him for setting such high standards for himself, and always wanting to please ppl, but he still manages to do it with a giant smile on his face (which is one of the things that can brighten up anyone’s day, his eye smile is the reason why i fell for him). He’s really passionate about anything he does, like dancing for example, and he’s always wanting to improve. I mentioned above, how he can sometimes closet his feelings and it pains me sometimes, because i really wish he wasn’t that scared to maintain such a “manly and strong image”, i really wish he could show us his true emotions more often, like when he does logs and talks to us about how he’s feeling, that type of thing, but i noticed that lately he has been doing that, and i’m proud of him. And, he’s such a sweet, caring, naive and lovely person, protect him at all costs. His smile is beautiful and can cheer up anyone, his eye smile is so pretty it can make flowers bloom.

Taehyung/V: so this kid has a really quirky personality, he’s such an interesting, eccentric and unique person, he can easily create his own monologues while doing laundry, and play two characters at the same time. he’s really funny, naive, down-to-earth and carefree person, he’s kinda like Yoongi, he does whatever he wants to and he doesn’t care about what other ppl think about him (take his fashion sense/style for example, he loves huge tshirts, he even used to cut it himself, and make giant holes on it haha, truly a king of DIY). he has such a deep and beautiful voice, and has also a very model-like proportioned body. He’s a really cool guy who everyone would want be friends with, he’s all bubbly and energetic like Hoseok. If he’s happy or in a good mood, you’ll see it, because he can get hyper really easily, but when he’s tired he can get quiet easily. He’s open and expressive of his feelings. Nevertheless, he’s the one who’s more attached to his family, whenever he has the chance to mention his parents and/or grandparents, he does it, either to thank them, or to say how much he loves and cherish them, he has younger siblings and he loves childrena so much! i feel like he would be the greatest father in the future! He’s an animal lover too <3. And last but not least, an extrovert, the type that get along really well with anyone.

Jungkook: last but not least, our famous golden maknae, the youngest one in the group! when he first joined bighit, he used to be very shy, during trainee days and even when they debuted, during their first years, that hasn’t changed much, except the fact that he grew up now, and he too has a quirky and interesting personality, and he feels more relaxed and comfortable around bangtan members. The type of boy that, would rather stay home making his covers for example, playing video games (he loves overwatch btw) or watching a movie, reading comics and such, than going out. I see him as an introvert guy, he opens up his playfulness and youthful acts to his close friends and bangtan members only, and he’s kind of private about his own personal feelings too, only a few selected ppl would know about it. He’s not called the golden maknae for nothing, this nickname carries a bigger meaning, altho hes the youngest one in the group he’s such a talented boy, like anything he does he’s good at, it either being dancing or singing, even shooting an arrow, he’s good at anything <3. He can be quiet and reserved sometimes too, even when he’s in public with bangtan members, seems like he prefers to listen and observe them rather than talking, but when he does he can speak very well, despite being young, he a very wise and smart boy. And, aside from being reserved and calm outside, he’s an actual walking and living meme, anything he does becomes a meme easily, kidding (no it’s real, he’s an actual meme), but like, despite that he seems to be a really carefree person, like someone who’s not too sensitive about some things, he’s amazing.

Hit the Diamond
GIVE ME ALL THE RUBIEEEES!!!

The way that this episode had not only things I wished, but things I thought that would be pretty unlikely to happen makes it hard to believe that I’m not dreaming, somehow. At the beginning of this year I made a fancomic with lots of Rubies and had such a great time just by playing with the idea… I could never imagine that we would have such an anime-istic episode WITH THAT MANY RUBIES. AND SO MANY RUPPHIRE MOMENTS. The jokes were amazing, all other characters were just as incredible, DAMN. I’m so happy! 

This is my first try to write about anyone who isn’t Ivar. I want to try and write about other characters too. I just have to get there in tiny steps. I had to try myself with Ubbe first because he definitely is my second fav. 

So for all those who have requsted stuff about Sigurd or King Harald: Hang in there! I will get there. This is the first step. Let me know what you think.

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The first thing you noticed waking up was that your head was hurting like shit, the next was a weight on your chest that wasn’t supposed to be there. You opened your eyes. And closed them again immediately, for the sun shining through the window made your head explode with pain. You groaned. Maybe last night you had gone a bit too far with the drinking and now you were paying the price. You barely remembered anything about the previous night. There had been a feast and heavy drinking. You had distant memories of dancing a lot and of sitting with Ubbe and Hvitserk, but everything that came after that was more than blurry.

You kept your eyes shut and instead reached out your hand to find out what was weighting on your chest. Your fingers touched warm skin. Someone’s arm was lying across your chest. You desperately searched your mind for more memories from the previous night but came up with nothing. So you opened your eyes a second time, very slowly this time, squinting against the sunlight. It still hurt, but not as bad as the first time. Also very slowly you turned your head to see who was sleeping beside you.

You saw blondish hair peeking out from under the furs, most of it long and braided into a long tail, some shorter and standing away in all directions. You gasped. Shit! You peered under the furs only to find out that you both were completely naked. Your head dropped back into the pillow and you let out a long sigh.

Ubbe and you had been best friends for ages but it had always been platonic. Obviously that had changed now, although you had no memories of it whatsoever. To be honest this wasn’t the worst thing that could have happened to you, but you didn’t want to ruin your friendship. You knew Ubbe had been drinking a lot as well and if he’d regret whatever happened last night, it would definitely make things awkward. But then, maybe he also had no memory at all. Then you could just sneak out and with some luck he’d never find out who had shared the bed with him.

Very carefully you rolled out from under his arm. You stood and searched the room with your gaze, hoping to find your dress somewhere. You spotted  at least you underdress lying in a pile of clothes on the other side of the bed. Ignoring the nagging pain in your head, you tiptoed over and bend down to pick it up.

You startled when you heard a low growl behind you.

“What a nice ass.”

You slowly rose and turned around, holding your underdress in front of you to cover your nakedness.

“Are you trying to sneak out on me?” Ubbe asked, looking at you from sleepy eyes.

You blushed and shrugged. “I do not want things to become awkward between us.”

“To me last night did not feel awkward at all.” He said with a grin.

You just stared at him blankly, not knowing what to say.

His eyes grew wide. “Oh Y/N, you don’t remember, do you?”

You slowly shook you head.

“Nothing at all?”

You were surprised to hear some disappointment in his voice. “Do you?”

“Well, only most of it.” He admitted. “But I do remember the important part.”

“Then maybe you also remember where the rest of my clothes are.”

He thought about that for a moment, then looked up to you with a grin. “They’re probably still in the great hall.”

You felt your jaw drop. “What? How….?”

Ubbe’s grin only grew wider. “You were pretty eager last night. We almost didn’t make it here before things got really intense.”

You sighed and covered your eyes with one hand.

“Common Y/N, it’s not that bad, no one got hurt.” He said, reaching out for your hand. “I wish you could remember.” He added with a smirk.

You reluctantly took his hand and sat down at the edge of the bed. You still didn’t know how to feel about the fact that you had slept with your best friend, but it made you feel better that Ubbe was so chilled about it.

“How did this happen?” You wanted to know.

“I have no idea. We were talking and having a good time and the next thing I know we’re making out. And from then on I guess one thing led to another.”

“Do you regret it?” You asked looking at your hands. You had to know.

He brought his hand to your chin and gently turned your face towards his. “No, not at all. Why would I? I mean you are beautiful and it’s not like I’ve never thought about it. I just didn’t knew if you liked me that way and didn’t want to risk our friendship.”

It took you a moment to comprehend what he had just said.

“Y/N? Say something.”

Your faces were only inches apart. You looked into his eyes while you slowly bridged the gap and connected your lips with his. He was right, it didn’t feel awkward. It felt good, it felt right. The kiss  was slow and gentle at first but soon got more and more eager, your breathing coming fast and heavy. The underdress you had covered yourself with dropped to the ground as Ubbe wrapped his arms around you to pull you closer to him.

“Since you don’t remember last night, we have to repeat every second of it.” He whispered into your ear.

Some Good Old Fashioned Motherly Advice

A/N- The next part of Long Lost Sister. I recommend reading the rest of the series.

Series Summary- Sam and Dean meet their sister, Adam’s twin, on a hunt and things don’t go all that smoothly.

*Let me know if you want to be tagged in any of my future works*

Sorry that it is so long- I started out thinking this wasn’t going to be a long chapter, but then I started writing….

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In the two days since their fight, Y/N had stayed locked up in her room, only sneaking out to eat when she was sure the boys had gone to bed. Sam and Dean had both tried numerous times to get her to come out or to talk to them, but all attempts failed. They were honestly surprised she was still here. They though after the fight, she surely would have left.

Y/N herself was surprised she was still at the bunker. She packed and unpacked her bag multiple times and had planned to leave every time, but for some reason she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Something was keeping her here and Y/N wished she knew what it was. She was livid with the boys and wasn’t sure she could ever forgive them, so why couldn’t she make herself walk out the front door?

The boys were brooding in the library when Jody called.

“Hey Jody,” Dean answered, putting the sheriff on speaker.

“Hi boys. I was calling because I was hoping that you could make a trip up here to Sioux Falls. I think there’s something in town. Maybe a werewolf? I’m not really sure.”

Dean looked up at his brother. Things were pretty tense here, maybe a hunt would be a good thing, they could blow off a little steam. On the other hand, would being in the tight quarters of a hunt really be the best with Y/N being so angry at them?

Sam leaned forward and spoke to their friend, “Can we call you right back?”

“Sure thing.”

Sam disconnected the call and said, “We can’t leave Jody hanging, especially if she’s not sure what’s in town. We need to go give her a hand.”

Dean sighed and leaned back in his chair, “I know, but I also know Y/N’s not going to give up a hunt and is that what we need right now?”

Sam shrugged, “I don’t know man. I don’t think she’s coming out of that room to see us anytime soon. I’m not even sure why she’s still here. If I didn’t hear her sneak to the kitchen when she thought we were sleeping, I’d swear she already ran off.”

Dean agreed, “Yeah well, maybe a hunt is the only way to lure her out here.”

“Probably, but even if it does I don’t think she’s going to be willing to talk to us much. And certainly not about the fight.” Sam got up from the table, “Call Jody back, tell her we’re in. I’ll go try and tell Y/N.”

Sam stopped outside Y/N’s door. Him and Dean had both tried knocking before with no luck. Dean had even tried just walking in, but the door had been locked, which of course lead to him mumbling under his breath about removing that later.

Sam knocked once and like expected didn’t get a response. “Hey Y/N, a friend of Dean and I’s up north has some kind of monster problem in town. Maybe a werewolf? Point is she needs help and asked us to come asap. We’re going to go. I know we’re not your favorite people at the moment, but I didn’t know if you’d want to join us on the case?”

Sam stood there waiting for any sign that she’d heard them, but none came. Just as Sam was about to give up the door cracked open and Y/N’s head stuck out. “I’ll be ready in ten.”

Sam couldn’t wipe the smile off his face.


The six- hour car ride was awkward to say the least. Y/N, still pissed at the guys certainly wasn’t going to say anything and the brothers opened their mouths multiple times, but always chickened out, too afraid of only making the situation worse.

Jody knew she was in for it when the siblings got out of the car. There wasn’t a smile to be seen. They guys tried to fake it when they greeted her, but she saw right threw it. This was going to be a long visit.

Jody smiled at the young woman in front of her. Sam and Dean had been kind enough to give her a heads up about the guest they’d be bring with them. She extended her hand to shake Y/N’s, “You must be Y/N, the boys have told me all about you. Jody Mills.”

Y/N shook the older woman’s hand, “Hi, nice to meet you.”

“Well, you all look tired. Why don’t you come in. I’ve got dinner and I can fill you in about the case.”

The hunt carried on for another few days. They concluded that it was definitely a werewolf, but tracking it was proving to be more difficult than they originally anticipated. Everyone was sitting at the table after dinner on the fourth night, frustrated that the monster was still on the loose killing people.

“There have been no signs of another attack,” Sam stated, “which would imply that it left town, but there hasn’t been anything in nearby towns either. It’s almost like this thing dropped off the face of the earth.”

“Well that clearly isn’t what happened,” Dean snarked back. Tensions were starting to run high in the house. Not only was the hunt not going well, but Y/N was still ignoring the boys. She gave them the silent treatment, speaking only when absolutely necessary about the case. Sam and Dean had tried to talk to her about Adam and the fight, but she managed to shut it down almost right away.

Nothing seemed to be going right this week.

Jody gave everyone a sympathetic smile, “It’s been a long day. We don’t we all turn in for the night. Maybe if we come back to it in the morning with a clear, well rested head we’ll have more luck.”

Sam nodded, “That sounds like a pretty good idea to me. Goodnight everyone.” Sam headed upstairs, with Dean following close behind.

Jody turned to Y/N, “Not tired?”

Y/N gave her a weak smile, “Exhausted.”

Jody reached out and patted her hand. She couldn’t imagine how hard this had all been on the young girl. From what the Winchesters had told her, Y/N had been through a lot, and their recent fight was still fresh, “Sweetheart, can I give you some motherly advice?”

Y/N looked up and Jody recognized a look of desperation in her eyes. This girl so desperately needed someone. Someone to turn to, someone to help her make sense of the life she’d ended up living. Jody doubted she’d had anyone like that since her mother died. Y/N had been alone most of the time, and while Sam and Dean had the potential to be those kind of people for her, it hadn’t worked out that way so far.

“I can’t begin to imagine what’s going on in your head right now. As I’m told life hasn’t been too easy for you, but you strike me as a strong girl. I haven’t known your brothers for too long, maybe three years, but I do know that family means everything to them and that they love you a lot.” Y/N sat back in her chair, pulling her hand away. Jody knew this was when she was going to start to lose Y/N, so she hurried on.

“I know that to you right now it probably doesn’t seem like it and you’re beyond confused about the whole thing. Nobody can blame you for that. But one thing that I can say about your brothers with a hundred percent certainty is that they truly do value family and you. The situation with Adam, well I don’t really have a solid explanation about that for you. That was extremely out of character for them and it is obvious that they feel a lot of guilt about it.”

“So I should just forget about it? Since they feel guilty it doesn’t matter at all?” Y/N didn’t mean to snap at Jody. She liked the sheriff enough, but that didn’t change the fact that she was sitting there defending Sam and Dean’s actions.

Jody reached out and took Y/N’s hand again, trying to be as comforting as possible. “Of course, you don’t have to just forget. My point is that those boys up there love and care about you a lot. They would never let what happened to Adam happen to you. I think that maybe you should consider giving them a fair shot. You can’t spend the rest of your life locked away in your bedroom. So are you ready to walk away from the only family you got left, because you’ve had almost a week and you haven’t yet. I think if you really wanted to totally cut them out of your life you would have done it already.”

Y/N wiped at the tears starting to form, “I don’t know Jody. Life’s so lonely on my own, but I don’t know how to possibly move on. I mean it’s hard to forgive them because they literally left my twin in hell. At the same time I don’t think I can trust them because I worry that they will do something similar to me. I know you said they love me and you don’t think they would, but if the choice came down to me or them I don’t feel so confident. They will always pick each other. They’ve done it before. Sam and Dean will do anything save each other, no matter the consequences. They don’t have that kind of loyalty to me and that kind of loyalty to each other could cost me. It cost Adam.”

At this point Y/N was full out crying, Jody pulled her in for a hug. “Ignoring them isn’t going to solve anything. If you don’t hear them out nothing will ever change. For better or worse. Listen to them. Hear their side of the story.”


By the next afternoon, it had become apparent that the monster had left town. Taking their chances, the siblings decided to head over to the next town to look for the werewolf. The boys said their goodbyes to Jody and started to pack up the impala. Y/N hugged the sheriff, “Thanks for taking such good care of us Jody.”

“Anytime, and you have my number now. Call me if you need anything. Whether you’re with your brothers or not.”

She pulled back and smiled, “Thanks Jody. I’ll remember that.”

By the time, Sam, Dean and Y/N arrived in town a couple had been killed. Encouraged that they seemed to finally be catching a break, the siblings headed to the morgue. The bodies had long claw marks down their torsos and both were missing their hearts.

“Definitely our wolf.”

The trio headed to the site of the last deaths. It was a clearing in the local park and since night had fallen the park was empty. They split up searching for clues.

Y/N kept her gun, loaded with silver bullets out in front of her, on the ready for anything. She stalked to the edge of the trees, looking for anything that might help them find their monster.

“Guys, I heard something over there.” Dean whispered, motioning his gun in the direction of the woods right in front of them. Y/N listened closely, but didn’t hear anything.

Sam slowly crept forward, gun raised and threw a stick at the nearest bush. A second later a bunny came hopping out. He rolled his eyes at Dean, his arm dropping to his side, “Good catch. I think the werewolf is long gone at this point.”

Dean rolled his eyes at his brother, but nodded nonetheless, “I agree, he got his furry ass out of here after he killed that couple.”

The brothers turned to head back to the impala, Y/N a few steps behind them. As they were putting the trees behind them, Y/N swore she heard something. She turned and took a step forward again.

Suddenly, the werewolf came flying out of the bushes at Y/N. She yelped and tried to raise her gun, but it was knocked from her hand as the werewolf pushed her to the ground, landing on top of her. Y/N’s yelped grabbed the attention of her brothers who turned in time to see the monster leaping on top of their sister.

Y/N screamed as the werewolf’s claws carved through her stomach. Gun shots rang out across the park and the werewolf slumped, dead, next to Y/N’s body. Sam and Dean rushed over to her side, dropping into the grass next to her.

“Oh God,” Sam whispered at the sight of all the blood soaking through her shirt. Its claws had cut long and deep; she was quickly losing a lot of blood.

“We need to get her to a hospital now, Sammy.” Sam nodded at his older brother reaching out to carry her back to the car. Y/N cried out as he moved her body. The brothers ran back to the car. Dean hopped into the driver’s seat, starting the car instantly, while Sam crawled into the backseat cradling Y/N to him.

Dean pulled away as soon as the door closed behind Sam, engine reviving as he sped off.

Sam started to panic as Y/N’s eyes drooped close, “Just hold on Y/N, we’re going to get help okay? Dean going as fast as he can, but we need you to just stay awake.”

Sam tried to apply pressure to the cut to stop the bleeding, but it wasn’t working; if Dean didn’t get them there soon Y/N was going to bleed out in his arms.

“Drive faster Dean!”


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This is the first thing I ever crocheted, just about five years ago. As you can see, it is A Certified Mess™.

Stitches are uneven and huge knots are left in where I attached more yarn. I had no sense of what colors go with what colors, so I used every skein of Red Heart my dad bought me indiscriminately. I couldn’t figure out that there was an extra stitch I was missing on the end of every row until about halfway through, so it’s shaped like a wonky hourglass. And eventually I got sick of the whole thing and “finished” it, so while it’s the width of a normal blanket, it’s about half the length.

My mom kept it. I honestly couldn’t tell you why, because if it was me, I would have flung it straight into Lake Michigan. On fire. But it is on my mother’s bed, to this day. 

But today, I found myself glad that she did. I walked into her room wearing a scarf I’d made recently and, looking down at this monstrosity, it made me realize how far I’ve really come. I learned to crochet as a coping mechanism - a survival tactic, really - while sitting in psychiatric hospitals and residential treatment centers throughout my early 20s. I never expected anything to come of it; I just wanted something to do with my hands to stave off panic attacks and flashbacks. 

But with just a few years of experience and practice and patience and youtube tutorials and tumblr calls for help, I’ve not only started making more polished things that I’m proud of, but I’ve also learned other skills, all of which make me excited to learn even more. And all the while, I loved what I was doing.

Normally I’m not for all those kitschy, overly-optimistic sayings spread by facebook wine moms on top of a generic pretty landscape. But even I got slapped in the face by the symbolism of it this morning. While it doesn’t make perfect, practice definitely makes improvement. And sometimes, you can’t truly appreciate the work you’re doing until you take a step back and look not at what you wish you could do, but all the beautiful things you’ve already done.

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Kinda based on the beautiful fan art that's going around: Species Swap Shallura (Altean!Shiro and Human!Allura) for 50, please.

It’s the 1000 Followers Special!  Based on these prompts.  Prompts are now closed.  Don’t want to see all 35 of these?  Block ‘1000 Followers Special’.  Can’t read on mobile?  These will slowly be posted to AO3 starting in a few days as ‘Hold Up Half the Sky’.  A huge thank you to Xagrok for the beta’ing!


“You spend a lot of time here.”

Allura started, smacking her head against one of the panels of the red lion.  She pulled back rubbing over her hair.  Ow.  Glancing over the lion’s flank, she spotted Prince Shiro gazing up.

Ah, hell.  Hopefully she hadn’t broken some kind of rule about how long she was supposed to stay in the hangar or something.  Mostly, she was still trying to get a better understanding of the lions.  Yeah, she had a vague idea of how they worked from the connection, but not really.  Not in depth, not enough to understand when something went wrong.  Plus, Allura had been immediately outclassed by Pidge and Hunk’s curiosity and knowledge.  She never dealt well with competition.  Too driven, her father had said.

The thought curled in her chest, heavy but fond.  He would have been so validated by the red lion choosing her.

“I do,” she finally agreed, climbing into the floating platform and heading back down to floor level.  “We’re bonding, right?”  She threw a pair of pistol fingers to the red lion, who didn’t even turn to look at her.

Fine, don’t back her up in front of the cute prince.  They’d see who got ear polishing for the next week.  Hmph.

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anonymous asked:

How was the concert? Did you have fun? Tell me all the juicy bits how are they live? I'm sure I'll never see them cause Bighit hates Europe and I'm even more sure that if they do come they don't know abt Eastern Europe so I still won't be able to go :/

Dude…. It was amazing. And I really hope European ARMY gets to experience it some time soon! It was a really different experience from the TRB Dallas, mostly because I was so much closer last time, but this time I was p2 and I got to see all the choreo and shit but I was still close enough to feel close and it was just…. amazing. I want to write up a full fan account later but right now I’m just gonna list the top things I remember about each of the boys:

Kook: God. His solo stage was fucking remarkable. His footwork his voice his moves just. He is such an entertainer, he’s so superhuman. We had pretty good view of his thigh girth from our seats and it, too, was remarkable…. Jenny’s words, not mine….. He also followed Jin’s lead and stole an army bomb, but instead of sweetly returning it like Jin, he pretended to drop it like a little imp butt because he’s a fucking imp butt. When Jimin said “Did you like it?” his little “I liked it” was the cutest thing I have ever heard and I squealed and fell to the floor, he is just precious and talented and adorable. A complete dork, the hottest dork. 

Yoongi: Um just like fucking fire. Just. fire. His Cypher verse was immaculate, I’m talking full virgin birth immaculate, and his solo stage was fucking POWERFUL man. It was so emotional and powerful and I was like legit moved by him. He also dropped it low. He is so tiny and so beautiful and so fucking talented it hurts me. Fun fact: my little sister got drenched in Father Yoongi’s holy water during Cypher. 

Jin: Stunning. Charismatic. Hilarious. Talented. His solo was another world man. I think he actually had my favorite voice live?? Which I wasn’t expecting because last time it was Baby J but….. wow. Fucking stunning. He blew at least 4 kisses and stole 2 army bombs, one regular one, then one pink one when we did the rainbow ocean. He looked so polite and charming when he was asking the girl for them. He just looked happy and carefree and UGH just perfect. 

Taehyung: SHIT MAN HIS HIGH NOTES that’s right, this deep subterranean voiced motherfucker was SLAYING HIS FUCKING high notes during his solo like WOW it was better live than you can imagine. Probably the best high notes of the concert. And it seemed like he was throwing some extra ones in there.  He also LOVED to tease the crowd, like squat down and make cute faces at the fans. His charisma while dancing was off the charts, he goes from zero to too intense in 1 sec flat. There were eyebrows. 

Jimin: It’s really hard to understand the POWER in his dance until you see it live. He is….. he’s something else. His every move, every pause, every breath is just brimming with potential energy, he THROWS himself into the dances, you’ve never seen anything like it. He is a born performer. Even when he’s not dancing or singing, he’s performing. His voice is so clear and lovely. He started the concert with his hair all nicely combed down like a nice little fringe but by the end, he had done that thing where he ran his fingers through it to the point where it was off his forehead. He did this thing where he liked to gaze off all seriously into the crowd and probably give some poor fan a heart attack by looking straight into their souls. Rude as shit, always found a way to make every move a little bit nasty. Perfect, stunning, small. 

Hobi: …. I could not take my eyes off of him. I could not. First of all not only is he the most beautiful person I have ever seen in front of my eyes, but he is just….. his on-stage charisma is second to none. When he’s dancing, he’s still engaging the audience, he’s smiling, he’s just…. fuck I don’t even know how to describe it. He draws you in. He is by far, for me, the most comprehensively amazing live performer. His singing? Fucking amazing. Mama killed me. It was perfect. He knows how to work an audience, man. Ruder than Jimin even, always throwing in extra little rolls and thrusts, but you can’t even be mad at him, because he is HUMAN SUNSHINE and you know what I know we call him that all the time, I know that’s like his thing, but at this concert, I felt it, I felt happier just looking at him. I can’t… describe him. He’s just. The closest thing to magic that this dreary world has to offer. 

Namjoon: I…… I don’t even really know…. how to articulate…. any of this. Full disclosure I have been having a slow motion Kim Namjoon meltdown since summer 2015 but… this concert was the culmination of all of that. Arguably the most emotional moment of the concert was his solo stage. And listen, I was not even a huge fan of Reflection before this, like it was great and all but it was one of the ones I skipped over on the album. But he… jesus he just. He fucking felt this shit. He felt what he was saying, and I felt it, and every time he said ‘I wish I could love myself,’ the crowd shouted ‘we love you’ and fuck i have never felt so bonded with that many thousands of fucking people. It was this giant cohesive emotional moment and it was transcendent. I’m pretty sure he also found a way to make the rainbow crowd like a statement about racial equality, just the most philosophical beautiful asshole you’ve ever met. When the crowd got rowdy and people were getting hurt, he stopped everything and said, “no pushing please, safety is the most important thing” and would not proceed until there was order. He talked to the crowd like he was talking to friends, he was never full of himself or condescending, despite their immense undeniable success, like he was just so genuine and thankful, and as soon as he walked off that stage, I immediately missed him. He has utterly ruined human beings for me and I am honestly so fucked. 

Secret Whispers :)

From the beginning Kent makes it clear that it’s just sex, no strings attached. Alexei agrees and makes love to Kent every chance they get. They don’t see each other often, maybe once every few months if they’re lucky.

The sex is great, in Kent’s opinion, and Alexei is good at cleaning up afterwards too. But Kent can’t understand him half the time— whenever they get really into it Alexei starts babbling in Russian. Kent assumes it’s dirty talk and finds it pretty hot.

In reality, alexei says things like:

“You’re so beautiful my darling, I wish I could have you all the time.“

“You’re always so good Kent. I want everything from you.”

“Fuck, yes, sweetheart…“

“You like that? I’ll do it a hundred times if it makes you sound so pretty every time…”

“My darling… I wish I was more to you…“

“Sweetheart, you feel amazing.”

“I’m so weak for you. I wish you were mine, not only in the nights.“

And basically alexei pines for months, saying these sweet things in a language Kent can’t understand. Eventually Alexei falls in love and the sex isn’t enough anymore, he wants everything with Kent. He ends whatever they have, cue the angst…

Kent starts to miss Alexei. The sex was amazing, obviously, but the time he spent with the other man was great too. No one understands him how Alexei does.

They finally “talk about their feelings” and end all this angsty stuff, deciding to give a relationship a try :)


(Basically an idea for a fic im never gonna write)

Chase - 2

Pairing: Steve x reader

Summary: Steve finally meets you after the long wait and is pleasantly surprised.

A/N: guess who’s not dead. ME!! I am so sorry I haven’t been able to write much lately. I really won’t be able to because I have finals coming and new session will start soon. I mean I have a maths exam on my birthday so you can pretty much make out how deeply and utterly fucked I am. I wroe it in a hurry so please ignore the little mistakes. Wish me luck. Hope you like it!

Warnings: none! No swearing!

Word Count: 1115

PART 1

Originally posted by all-about-that-fandoms

Steve lied on his bed shuffling. He was feeling a mixture of emotions. He was scared, anxious, impatient, frustrated and not forget, excited. He lied on his side and let his mind wander. You were the only thing that occupied his thoughts. He couldn’t see your face but he could feel you. he could smell that intoxicating smell of yours.

  He tightly shut his eyes to get you out of his brain, but he failed. He remembered how your body was pressed up against him, how your (y/e/c) eyes had a glint of mischief in them, how you had tightened your grip on him, how your lips had brushed against your skin when you had said,

‘catch me if you can.’

Steve woke up with those words again. What was it that you had that he couldn’t think straight? He quickly got out of his bed and got ready. He couldn’t wait anymore.

He walked into the common room to inform the others about his plan for the day.

‘please tell me you will get her today.’ Tony walked up to him.

‘yup, that’s what I have planned.’ Steve said.

‘I don’t understand, why did she choose you out of all of us.’ Wanda rested her chin on her hand and furrowed her brows.

‘oh, you should’ve seen them. That girl had our captain all hot and bothered.’ Clint grinned and everyone looked at Steve with suggestive smiles.

‘capsicle’s got a crush on our antihero? I swear this is like some weird movie.’ Tony crossed his arms over his chest.

‘it’s nothing like that.’ Steve rolled his eyes. ‘I will go there, talk to her and get her to join us.’ he explained.

‘after what we have heard, of course you will.’ Natasha grinned and Steve shot her a glare.

‘I guess that would be enough of the jokes, I’m leaving.’ He declared.

‘yeah, mustn’t keep a lady waiting on the first date.’ Bucky entered the room after listening to the conversation. Steve rolled his eyes and left.

Steve tapped his fingers on the wooden table as he waited for your arrival. The night had been long enough and now these passing minutes felt like hours. He sipped on his coffee and looked around.

The café was a small cosy place, away from all the hustle bustle. Couples and early birds filled in the place. love birds holding hands, students mugging up for last minute tests, lonely souls sitting quietly, artists lost in their own worlds, then there was him. A super soldier waiting for the so called antihero. His concentration was focused on the vapours of his coffee now, just the quite noises and the sweet smell in the air was what he living in. a tap on shoulder snapped him out of his thoughts.

‘you kept your promise.’ He heard a familiar voice. He quickly turned around and finally saw your face. you didn’t look like what he expected, but so much better. Your (y/e/c) didn’t have that mischievous glint today but a certain softness, your face a dewy glow, a blush dusted on your face and your lips.. ‘I’m sorry I kept you waiting, I had to make sure there wasn’t anyone who would see us.’ you sat down and his eyes didn’t leave the sight of you.

‘I kept my promise, time you keep yours.’ he tore his eyes of you. you looked down before smiling at him, making his stomach flip.

‘um, okay, what do you wanna know?’ you asked.

‘your name, if that won’t be much of a problem.’ He leaned forwards.

‘my name’s (y/n) (y/l/n).’ you said. ‘yours?’

  ‘Steve, Steve Rogers.’ He gave you a genuine smile. ‘So, everything changes when you wear that mask?’

‘yeah,’ you grinned. ‘you know people don’t change when they wear a mask, they actually become their true self for they are no longer obliged to be someone everyone tells them to be.’

‘impressive.’ He nodded and you chuckled. ‘tell me something about your powers.’

‘I first discovered them when I read Matilda, I remember trying to move a book and every book of the library fell off the shelf. Then everything else was discovered by little incidents.’ You explained and he listened with great interest.

‘super strength, telekinesis and flight, huh?’ he asked and you nodded.

‘enough about me, tell me something about yourself.’ You crossed your arms.

‘okay, well I am mostly responsible for looking after the team-‘

  ‘no-no,’ you shook your head and he stopped mid-sentence. ‘tell me something about yourself, as in what kind of a person you are, what you like to do.’ you said and he nodded.

‘okay,’ he scratched his cheek. ‘I am originally from Brooklyn, I like to listen to “old music”,’ he made quotation marks in the air and you chuckled. ‘I like to draw and I am probably the oldest person in the room.’

‘I knew you weren’t from around, your voice has the ring to it and you still have the slight accent.’ You said. ‘it’s nice’ you said and a smile settled on his lips.

You both had almost forgotten about the main reason for your meeting. You were sipping on your coffees as you both talked about everything. Steve couldn’t help but listen to you and look at you. you were so beautiful, inside and out. You looked at your watch and got up in a hurry.

‘you’re leaving?’ Steve asked with sadness evident in his voice. He was having such a great time.

‘yeah, I have something to take care of.’ You wore your jacket and put your half on the table.

‘wait, how could I forget, are you in or not?’ he got up.

‘of course, I am. They seem nice, I won’t have to hide. It sounds swell.’ You smiled.

‘can you come there tomorrow?’ he asked as he walked beside you out of the coffee shop.

‘sure.’ You looked around for a cab. ‘address?’ you asked.

‘I can, um, message you that.’ He shrugged and you smirked.

‘if you wanted my number you could’ve just asked.’ You said. he rubbed the back of his neck as a blush crept to his cheeks. You quickly scribbled your number on a notepad and gave him the slip. A cab finally stopped and he opened the gate for you.

 ‘good bye for now then.’ You offered him your hand to shake.

‘goodbye.’ He smiled and held onto your hand for a few minutes before letting go. You got in the cab and waved at him.

 ‘I’ll see you tomorrow!’ you called out.

‘I’ll be waiting!’ he waved with a grin watching the cab disappear in the traffic.

I’ve been seeing this guy for a few weeks now. He’s nice and kind and interested, what else could I want?

Why do I not feel attracted to him at all? I should see where this goes - sparks are a myth, I can surely develop some attraction to him at some point! Doesn’t matter that I get a panic attack every time I’m about to see him and have to force myself out of the house!

We kissed and I didn’t feel anything at all? That’s okay I was just nervous, surely it will be better next time!

This girl on the bus is really pretty! Oh gosh she’s actually so cute, I love her face, I wish I could kiss her! Oh my god, what if I’m actually gay?! That would make so much sense!

Lol no, I’m surely just overthinking things because I’ve got commitment issues and I’m scared of getting into a relationship with that guy! Straight as a ruler!!!

Fy Faen - Detailed Analysis of Sana Majorly/ Other Characters Minorly (Not in the exact order of the clip)

Guys, I’m actually on the verge of tears. Sana looks so left out. So heart broken. This is too much, you guys. Again, another outstanding episode, but I swear to God this is extremely sad.

Honestly, I’m not having this love triangle shit. It’s horrible to see Sana like this. She really cares about the girls so she wouldn’t say it to their face, you know? I wish I could say the same about the girls though.

It’s been two years, and they still don’t understand Sana. I’m pretty sure that it wouldn’t be so hard for them to ask her about how she feels about things. What makes me even more upset is that they only ask her about her opinions or how she feels about things when it benefits them, or at least that’s what I’ve seen until now.

The boy squad treat her WAY better than this. You can especially see the care in Isak and Even’s eyes, although we have only seen one clip with them together.

Another thing is that the moment Sana sees Noora talking to Yousef is ALMOST the exact same as the moment in season 3 where Isak is at the door and he sees Even and Sonja. The hurt in their eyes is just the same. The look of ‘I can’t really do anything about it is the same’ but it’s worse for Sana. You know why? Because Noora is supposedly one of her best friends.

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me: oh wow what a pretty fanart of this prequel character–

caption: THE PREQUELS ARE THE MOST TERRIBLE BORING MOVIES I’VE EVER SEEN I WISH I COULD ERASE THEM FROM MY MEMORY THEY MAKE ME ASHAMED AS A STAR WARS FAN but this one thing was sort of ok

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