i would legit watch a spin off of him at this point

Our Little Secret-Part One

Summary: After a hunt and quite a few drinks the boys learn that you aren’t as ‘experienced’ in one department as they thought you were. Dean thinks he can rectify that

Series Masterlist

Characters: Dean, Sam, Reader

Pairings: Dean x Reader

Square Filled/Kink: Oral Fixation for @spnkinkbingo

Word Count: 4700

Warnings: Smut, oral (male and female receiving), insecure reader, language

A/N: Thank you so much for reading. This is the first part of what I hope is a lengthy and smutty series. Any feedback is always appreciated. This is also for @emilywritesaboutdean and @wheresthekillswitch ‘s Do It Like TFW Challenge (The gif is near the bottom)

A thank you to my beta @ayeronda for betaing at an ungodly hour and being so wonderful.

It’s been a long ass day and an even longer hunt. You were more than happy to be sitting on Dean’s bed in the boys’ motel room, sipping on your second, or maybe it is the third beer. And that was just here, it wasn’t counting the four or five shots you had had down at the bar. So now you were here and Sam was riding Dean hard about his strikeout at the bar.

“Dude, you were never going home with her.”

“She doesn’t know what she’s missing out on.”

You can’t help but chuckle, “What? Two whole minutes?”

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Someone bet me I couldn’t and I’m a real jerk, so I did. 

DISCLAIMER: I made most of these gifs but not ALL and tumblr search is legit terrible so I am super super sorry in advance if I used your gif, if I did let me know and I will credit you. 



Originally posted by the-beautiful-1

2. The boot grab in Darling Nikki

3. The sad face he makes at the puppet.

4. 80s Dorito bag with the chip window.

5. Splits bounce in “I would die 4 u”

6. “Don’t get my seat all wet.”

7. Lace veil in Computer Blue

8. This dance:

9. The shimmy into crotch rub in i would die 4 u

10. The look and point directly at the camera in baby I’m a star

11. when he puts on the hat in Baby i’m a star

12. Purify yourself in the waters of lake minnetonka

13. Wendy’s literal interpretation of “die” as a gun in i would die 4 u

14. Jerome throws that poor woman in the dumpster (Y THO)

15. foot piano playing/jumping in Let’s go crazy

16. Smashing all mom’s spaghetti sauce in the basement with a hockey stick (very Minnesota authentic)

17. apollonia’s titty cape

18. fire hazard clown basement

19. “man I just got my coat out the cleaners!!!”

20. “Whatsa matter your shoes on too tight?!? Let’s gave some action. I need some asses wiggling. I WANT some perfection!!!”

21. The unneccesary spin during “ANSWER ME MOTHER FUCKER!”

22. here take my costume jewelry, we’re dating now

24. the arm stroke in darling nikki

25. choreographed guitar playing at the beginning of computer blue

26. this look

26. Francis L having major issues about the house being clean (maybe if there weren’t all these broken jars of spaghetti sauce lying around….)

27. computer blue power slide beej

28. Mrs L never getting to have any fun

29. The backwards roll into/out of the splits in baby I’m a star

30. regrets montage to doves cry

31. Having a job where you play one song a night with 2 other bands and thats it forever, and then at the end you win getting to keep your job

32. Morris day announcing last call during “the bird” (so is it doors at 7, the time at 8, last call at 8:15?)

33. this line dance in i would die 4 u

34. Pensive Prince Pre Purple Rain

35. synchronized guitar jumps in lets go crazy

36. when he goes to commune with nature and wears black studded pants a black studded bedazzled jacket and a scarf to hang out by a lake and strikes a curious pose

37. the “eww!” signature prince grunt as he is tossing all the sheet music

38. “i don’t have anybody right now” therefore we’re together

39. literally finding a phone number on the stairs in darling nikki

40. COME BACK NIKKI COME BACK!!!!! (yes, okay, fine, whatever you want, honestly its fine)


42. Apollonia’s job application is “Apollonia, 5'6”“. End of list.

43. amplifier dry hump

44. Lisa being real tired of the Kid’s shit and saying “fuck it wendy” and walking out.

45. Wendy’s deadpan “but I’m here to tell you… there’s somethin’ else.”

46. the doctor always being dressed like a doctor, but like an OR doctor with a surgical mask, not some pedestrian physician or something.

47. OR DO YOU WANT ME??? (yes)

48. Morris’s window not working

49. Jerome with the mirror on stage during jungle love

50. Morris day vacuuming his apartment before the show in a trademark prince turban!

51. When he leaves the stage after Darling nikki and is bouncing off the walls as he walks in the hall of pipes

52. the jump down from the impossibly high stack of monitors in baby i’m a star!!!! my knees hurt every time i watch that!!!

53. The jungle love dance

54. The Bird.

55. purple rain guitar solo

56. The microphone under the leg juggle in Baby I’m a star

57. the stanky little side shimmy in baby I’m a star


59. I mentioned it earlier but that was just the splits, so this one is his face during the splits in I would die 4 u.

60. The end of the beautiful ones where he’s laying on the ground omg

61. I tried to stop you.

62. The amount of pleather Apollonia has to remove to purify herself in the waters of what is not actually lake minnetonka.

63. When morris day exits the car and puts both feet on the ground at the same time, which is not a way any human exits any vehicle.

64. Computer blue guitar spin

65. When Apollonia waves at him from the stage after “sex shooter” and he’s like, naaaaah.

66. “Next thing you know, she’ll want to borrow your motorcycle!”

67. What’s the password, onion head??!!!

68. And the nominees for best actress are….

69. If we get married….. Would that be cool??? (god yes)

70. the phallic guitar at the very end jazzin’ all over first avenue

71. When apollonia sells her boot chain.

72. When he plays the guitar she bought him in purple rain.

73. “What do YOU dream about ?”

74. Computer blue guitar three way circle jerk

75. “This is a bidniss!”

76. Chalk outline of a not dead body

77. Take a picture sweetie, I ain’t got time to wait!!!!!

78. Morris day and Jerome jamming out in the crowd

79. The trust fall into the crowd!!!!!

80. Giant bug eye mirrored sunglasses

81. Dropping apollonia off in full Ruffled shirt regalia instead of like, throwing on some sweats or something.

82. Where Lisa and Wendy at? *silence*

83. The backlit part in lets go crazy

84. “Hi!” “Hi.” *weeps*

85. The balcony dancers in parachute pants and cop hats

86. Piano top guitar shred in lets go crazy

87. The Doctor talking about how God got Wendy’s periods reversed (IT MAKES NO SENSE, MATT FINK)

88. When apollonia says she’s from new ORleans and then proceeds to speak with a minnesotan accent (furst avenew)

89. “No, nooooo, you looked greeeeeat.”

90. Wendy’s THICK ASS Minnesota accent and extremely hard R’s despite growing up in LA.

91. (Brings guitar shaped box) “what is it??”

92. When the faces watch them trade earrings in the clown basement.

93. The rag tag trio that is apollonia 6

94. “I’m gonna be honest with you, I think you’re being full of shit.”

95. Billys velour sweatsuit and briefcase.

96. “Where’s Jerome?” “IN EES SKEEEEIIIN!!” (A joke used AGAIN in under the cherry moon!!)

97. “I have something for you. ” “what, a subpoena?”

98. Double spin in I would die 4 u

99. Synchronized squat spins in Baby I’m a Star


Okay so, if you have ever had the misfortune of being in chat with me on the topic of Assassination Classroom you would know I have a very strong belief of gay Karma and demi/pan Nagisa.

Now I was ecstatic to learn they were making the KorosenseQ spin off an actual series (Which is very likely the story Korosensei mentions in passing in the main series he wants to write in which he wouldn’t have to die and therefore is more than likely written by the octopus himself) anyway back on track, while the series seems to have diverged a bit from the comic now (tbh I think they made it better especially pope Gakuho omfg) but with the episodes being so short it means they emphasize certain things while cut other things out.

Trying to stop rambling now the thing that’s really caught my attention is the relationship between Karma and Nagisa (this is 100% a ship post if this is your notp then please stop reading now, if you do ship it or at least tolerate feel free to continue) and since @serenity0220 likes my analysis of these dumb boys so much figured eh what the hell lets post what I noticed in this episode.

Spoilers blow the cut turn back if you haven’t watched the episode yet.

Excuse the lack of spell check I’m literally copy pasting this from my skype chat.

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Why Newt Scamander is NOT a cinnamon roll and why he’s flawed:

First of all, I am NOT saying that I hate Newt at all – I LOVE Newt, I LOVE Eddie and I’ve loved watching Eddie act since I saw him in “The Theory of Everything”. I think Eddie is fantastic, and I do love Newt’s character.

HAVING SAID THAT, this rant is more to do with the fandom than anything else – as in, me being pissed off with the fandom because of their “Newt is a precious cinnamon roll/Newt is too good for this world/Newt is perfect/Newt needs protecting” mentality. This isn’t all of the fandom, of course, but it’s a fair few and I’ve found myself getting gradually more and more infuriated over the past few months about it. This shouldn’t be regarded as hate, more as a retort/insight as to why I disagree with this silly mentality.

Let me start off by saying: Newt Scamander is VERY flawed. There, I said it.

Newt is NOT perfect. He’s awkward, has little to no regard for other humans, and is pretty untrustworthy to be honest. How? I present to you, an extract from the screenplay:

So, you got your wand permit? All foreigners have to have them in New York.

I made a postal application weeks ago

Small but think: if he’s lying about a postal application, chances are he’s lying about a lot more important stuff too. Either way, she was going to write him up. He had very little to gain from lying. I would also like to add that he’s breaking yet another law (even if it’s silly, it’s still breaking a law).

The thing that we, the audience, have to understand about Newt is that we like him because we know he’s a protagonist – we know he’s Eddie, we know the kind of person he is even before we watch the film. But if you look at it from an inside perspective – i.e. someone who lives in the universe of the film – he’s shady as fuck. He not only didn’t bother with a wand permit application, he also smuggled beasts into the country illegally (he had full knowledge of what he was doing, don’t deny it), apparated with a No-Maj, then didn’t obliviate that No-Maj, accidentally set a Niffler loose in a bank and basically decided “hey, fuck the law, I’d rather expose wizards than lose my Niffler/miss the egg hatching” when he apparated with Jacob. Standing on the steps of the bank, talking to an abusive woman/leader of the NSPS, he probably looked even more suspicious (especially seeing as she openly called him “friend” – which, to be honest, doesn’t really mean a lot but just imagine you’re there and that happens…you’d probably be a bit iffy about it).

How else is Newt untrustworthy in the first half of the film? He lies to Tina about why he’s in New York in the first place and he then blackmails Jacob into sneaking away from the girls’ apartment even though they gave them food and hot cocoa. You know when Newt says “you do realize that once they see you’ve stopped sweating, they’ll obliviate you in a heartbeat”? It’s sly blackmail. He knows that Jacob doesn’t want his memory wiped, he knows that Jacob is enjoying this new world that he’s been exposed to, and Newt is using that to his advantage. The choice in front of Jacob he’s setting out is: “Help me find my creatures and remain in this wonderful world…or, you know, stay here and have your memory wiped”.

I’m not denying the friendship between Newt and Jacob – their friendship is wonderful. But at this point, they aren’t exactly friends really, even if they’re starting to head that way. Newt was perfectly happy to attempt to sneak out of the apartment on his own before Queenie called him out – part of the reason he’s probably bringing Jacob is because he knows that Jacob will say something otherwise. I mean, Jacob is a good guy – he didn’t want to leave because he knew it would be rude to just leave the girls after all they had done for them. I’m not saying that Newt isn’t a good guy, I’m just…well.

Newt also has a total disregard for other humans/safety; “yep, let me throw a Swooping Evil in a No-Maj’s face for a joke”. Total dick move, even if he thought he knew what he was doing. “No-Maj is lying on the floor bleeding – nah, he’s fine, where’s the creatures?”. “Let me bring a No-Maj on a hunt to find potentially dangerous creatures”.

Actual thing in the screenplay when Jacob has been bitten by a Murtlap:

“With TINA’S back turned, NEWT makes towards the door”

What makes Newt turn back?

“TINA emits a guttural scream as the Murtlap comes scuttling out (…) NEWT spins, catching the creature by the tail”.

Newt wasn’t concerned at all for Jacob – “oh, it’s not serious”. Yeah, maybe not to a wizard but to a No-Maj whose physiology is different? Potentially extremely dangerous.

But, yeah, no - Newt is absolutely perfect of course so we’ll forget about it. (sarcasm)

He isn’t just awkward either, okay? He had no problem dragging Jacob down into the case, nor when it came to pushing Tina’s hair back at the docks. Every time I see a fic where he stutters out “I-I-I-I l-lo-love you”, I puke in my mouth a bit. That is so OOC and silly. When it’s humans he knows and likes (loves, in Tina’s case, fight me), he’s more confident and assured – so please stop saying that he’s awkward and will forever be so awkward that he cannot have human friends/love interests.

Newt has great qualities, of course, I’m not denying that…but please stop writing him/saying he’s perfect…or that he’s “too good for this world”/”too pure”/”too innocent”. He’s really not. He’s flawed, as all the best characters should be, and if you love his character then you should also be able to say “he’s got flaws and that’s okay”.

With this image of him being “perfect”, there comes my next pet-peeve: Tina hate.

I have legit seen people say that Newt is “too good/perfect” for Tina. I can’t even begin to sum up the stupidity of that idea; shipping aside, they’re both flawed characters in their own ways and that’s totally fine. I feel that some of the Tina-hate stems from either jealousy or the idea that Newt is too perfect; it’s like “oh, my OC is perfect because she’s just like Newt”. Please, no. Don’t.

Tina-hate also seems to stem from the fact that she “turned Newt in”. The usual rant goes here: a) it was her job, b) he’s pretty shady, c) you’d all complain if she put a guy she barely knew over getting her career back on track….etc. etc. Suddenly, because Tina DID HER JOB and it happened to involve arresting Newt, that makes her the fandom’s number one enemy.

Tina isn’t the only one I’ve seen receive hate: I legit saw someone say that they hated Queenie for “forcing Newt to get with Tina” and I just…? Since fucking when? How does “you need a giver” translate as “you have no choice but to marry my sister and live in Dorset with her”?

As I said, this fandom is so obsessed with the idea of “precious cinnamon roll Newt is too good too pure he needs protection”. He’s NOT this. Please stop making him like this. He’s a flawed man, he makes mistakes, as do we all, he’s far from perfect.

As I said before, I love Newt, he’s a great character, but the way that the fandom categorizes him as “a perfect sexy wonderful cinnamon roll who is too good for this world” is actually vomit-inducing and makes me start wanting to hate him – it genuinely puts me off being in the fandom when they push the idea that a character is too flawless, and Newt isn’t flawless which is why he’s a great character.

This rant made little to no sense really and I’m now off to write fanfics.

Behave Yourself, Santa

Summary: Dean looks hot dressed up as Santa Claus. Enough said.

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 784

I wrote this for @winchester-writes SPN Christmas Song Challenge! 

“Ho, ho, ho…” You hear a deep sexy voice behind you.

You spin around to see your delicious husband dressed as Santa Claus standing directly in front of the fireplace.

The smirk on his beautiful face makes you instantly feel turned on. Even with the fake ass beard and bright red suit, he’s the hottest thing your eyes have ever seen.

“Hi Santa.” Innocently sucking on your candy cane, you witness Dean’s eyes travel down your body like he’s about to devour you.

“Looks like someone’s being a little naughty…” He stalks in your direction, seeing you seductively bite your lip makes a low growl rumble out of your husband’s chest.

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Park Jihoon || Fuckboi

Originally posted by iasmi94

I wanted to try a new way of writing theses imagines and I lowkey hope its good ^^’’’’

I’m also open for request if you have any❤️

*Firstly obviously is probably pretty popular in your whole class, matter of fact whole school

*Legit every guy, girl and teacher knows who the hell Park Jihoon is

*I mean he’s literally part of student council and everything he says goes

*Also is pretty notorious from making girls think they have a chance with him

*But still they can’t hate him so like that matters, just his little jeojang can heal their “Broken hearts”

*He literally thinks every girl has been or is in love with him because of his adorable charms and talents.

*That was till one day he noticed you never reacted to him at all, Like he can literally enter a room and everyones eyes will be on him with the occasionally yell of JIHOON OPPA

*matter of fact your little annoyed face that showed every time he was near you, kind of interested him.

*Cause he’s literally got his head up his ass and thinks it’s weird you haven’t fell for his charms (I’m sorry Jihoon Stan’s he sounds like a douche bag now but I’ll make it better just wait)

*He wanted to get to know you better but he didn’t know how to so he swooned one of your friends again and broke their heart when he realized it wasn’t gonna get him anywhere

*But that was the 5th friend of yours that cried over Jihoon and you had just about enough of this punk

*So one day during lunch you went up to his table and grabbed him by his collar and said

*”Break one more of my friends heart and you can save my fist hitting your face in our heart.” And you left like boss

*Oh and Jihoon he was SHOOK LIKE NEVER IN HIS LIFE WAS HE SO SHOOK, but he couldn’t help but smirk while watching you leave

*And so from that point on he literally made it his MiSsiON to get to know you.

*SO the next day he literally sits next to you in every class he has with you and your like

*UuHHm can you like not and you were annoyed for most of the day but honey this ain’t the end of it.

*he’d start to act super sweet with you since like the whole school is literally in love with the sweet Jihoon

*he’d get a little irritated though that you’re not falling for his charms but he’ll keep going CAUsE WhO KnOW hOW TO QuIT

*He’ll still kept up his sweet tactics and even stopped messing around with girls JuST FoR YoU

*literally helps you in class if he sees you’re struggling to grasp a concept

*Might just even carry your books for you

*Sweetly asks you for some advice with student council but only for “the better of the school”

*He would still be trying to sit next to you in class if he got the chance too he’ll leave you cute little notes. Like legit the CutEST

*”I’m not playing twix when I say you’re perfect for me” Rip at Jihoon if you dislike twist

*”I wanna be a superhero so can I be your man?”

*”I heard you were sick I think you’re lacking vitamin me.”

*lol rip those weren’t even cute

*ANYWAYS to be honest you kinda found them pretty cute but hella cringy at the same time

*You also noticed how he stopped flirting with literally every single girl he saw so you thought your threat finally got to fix his act. Lol nope

*But you weren’t gonna put your guard down just yet not matter how nicely he was treating you

*Oh and Jihoon noticed and was lowkey about to give up on you but decided to bring sexy manly Jihoon to the table to melt away all your second thoughts lmfao what am I saying

*So basically one day you were just walking in the hall like a normal person and like Jihoon’s walking too but like walking towards you but not really cause he got places to be too

*You were gonna just walk pass him but NOOOOO Jihoon gotta be a lil fuck boi

*He kinda like brushes past you and grabs your hand before whispering “Since I just can’t make you mine, I’ll save you in my heart instead”

*And he doesn’t just say it in his normal Jihoon boy voice no it’s his Jihoon hit puberty hello sexy velvety smooth voice

*Afterwards he just kinda leaves you AND yOUR LiKE ShoOKE

*You even looked back at him before shaking it off and heading to class

*Of course that wasn’t the end of it though.

*When you were at your locker and you were about to leave. Jihoon would slam your locker shut and spin you around and pin you against it looking k you straight in the eye

*”There’s just something about you that I can’t figure out.” He’d be mostly saying that to himself but you like hearing his “manlier voice”

*He’d stare at you a bit frustratedly and you couldn’t help but enjoy the visuals cause like “Wowowohaveyouseenjihoon”

*Once he’d notice how much you’re staring he’ll smirk and lean in a little closer.

*”Hey come to one of my practices I wouldn’t wanna miss your pretty face.”

*He’s so close you think he’s going to kiss you but he kisses your forehead and just leaves que shooketh reader pt.2

*so you go out of curiosity and sit the corner with a small group of people also watching them dance.

*your lowkey starting at Jihoon in the mirror and he catches your gaze and smirks and winks at you

*will occasionally look your direction and if he catches you staring he’ll smile or make a silly face at you

*bascially at the end of practice he started teasing the shit out of you but eventually slipped a peice of paper in you hand before leaving with his friends

*btw the a paper had his number on it

*soooo you both start texting each other and Jihoon has named you as his favorite and his baby girl

*honestly he calls you baby girl so much he’ll forget your name sometimes , like what was your name again lmfao

*honestly you knew you started to fall of Jihoon you were just to stubborn to acknowledge it

*but when you became the only girl he’d mess around with it melted away your worries slowly but you were still on that never trust/fall for a fuckboi thing.


*like he honestly cares more about how you think of him than his own grade

*like honestly all this lil fuckboi needed was a girl that just made his thoughts run wild and made him feel like he truely had feeling for them

*whoops I got off topic BUT ANYWAYS one day Jihoon saw Seongwoo trying to flirt with you and once he saw how you were smiling and reacting

*on came the jealous overprotective Jihoon instincts

*he’d honestly be to jealous to think and say something you weren’t meant to hear BUT HE JUST WANTED TO ACT COOL IN FRONT OF HIS BABY GIRL

*”Hey hyung I thought I made it clear she’s mine.”

*seongwoos face would just contort into a little smirk before he looks at you and leaves

*only than would he understand the situation and start to freak out

*”H-hahaahah I didn’t mean that.”is a literal mess please save this boy

*”aw really I though you’d like me back after how hard you’ve been trying.”

*”pshhhh me like you whaaa-WAIT NO NO NO DID YOU JUST CONFESS???”

*”well since you do-“

*honestly He’d be to excited to know you like him and would probably end up cutting you off by kissing you.

*”you honestly have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to do that.”

*”your so weird

*”I’ll save this moment in my heart”

*”Park Jihoon-“

*”shhh I know I love you too.”

In Terms of Fire & Ice {4}

A/N: After a vv long time, part 4 is up! I’m sorry for the late update, but I’ve been busy with school and there were a couple of other fics I’ve been working on. @smols-n-tols are always the best group of people, and they’re just really supportive of most, if not all, of my fic ideas~~~ Please enjoy!

Pairing: Wanna One’s Seongwoo x Reader

Genre: Angst, fuckboi!seongwoo, rich!seongwoo, enemies to lovers!au

Word Count: Roughly 1k

Parts: 1 / 2 / 3 / 4

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anonymous asked:

Hey if u ever wanna share more abt Neil I'm here-thar weird anon who keeps asking abt stranger things stuff (if u don't have any right now save these ask for later :3)

first off, you’re not weird! you’re lovely and I’ve enjoyed your asks very much.

For those who don’t know I made a list of things I wanted of things I wanted out of Season 3 of Stranger Things in which I said:

Give Will a boyfriend you fucking cowards!: No not Mike, we all know Mike will end up with Eleven, that’s the point of everything. NOPE have Will be getting really close to and hanging out with another kid who’s in art club or whatever, and the crew (or just Mike) are getting jealous and they learn that Will lied about having an art club meeting so they follow him and spy him kissing a boy! Lets face and deal with HOW homophobic the 1980s were, how being gay was like off the table for anyone who wasn’t an adult (culturally speaking) how there were no out gay celebrities, etc etc, deal with the fact that gang are going to be homophobic and try to reconcile the unbreakable bond between them with how they feel about Will’s sexuality, and then end the season with a movie night or sleep over where Will’s boyfriend is there, just so we all know it worked out. 

someone then asked for some Will head canon

-I invented a whole boyfriend for Will for season 3

-his name is Neil, he’s got big glasses, curly ginger hair, wears too big sweaters, likes art too

-Will’s art is all colorful, Neil does sketches and charcoals, maybe Neil has some more technical skills he teaches Will

now that every one is up to speed. Some thoughts on Neil

-I always think of him having this curly red hair that always in his face.

-and a ratty green sweaty with the sleeves over his hands all the time

-His hands are always covered in charcoal or pencil 

-He’s an art weirdo, he’s always drawing and sketching and bully’s pick on him for it a lot like Jonathan and the camera. 

-He’s V shy like even more than Will, and like when Mike, Dustin, and Lucas try to talk to him about why he’s hanging out with Will so much he just ducks his head and runs for it.

-I was thinking he might have more technical skill than Will maybe that’s how their friendship starts, Neil is doing something in art class and Will is like “wow! show me how to do  that!” and Neil’s like *shook* because no one has EVER thought what he can do is cool

-I think his parents are frosty upper upper middle class maybe just upper class, think like the Wheelers but more frosty and rich.

-Like I think they moved from NYC or LA and think Hawkins is full of hicks and they’re just better.

-I was also thinking that Neil’s parents or at least his dad worked for Hawkins lab, maybe he didn’t know what they did and he worked for the legit part of the lab, maybe it’s a big thing that he did know everything and the government left him in place to keep an eye on things. 

-In any case I think that they’re not around much but I’d like a few moments with his mom saying like mean cutting remarks about his “friends” 

-Neil loves classic movies, particularly Elizabeth Taylor’s stuff

-really I just want a scene where he’s alone and Cleopatra’s on the TV and we see he’s wearing the eye make up.

-In my mind Will loves classic movie monsters so them watching the Bride of Frankenstein (camp classic) together as like a first “we’re hanging out” friendship “date” would be adorable and we watch them kinda draw together sitting at the foot of the couch and we know what’s up even when they don’t

-Also I think to think that Neil has a more dance taste in music. 

-I was thinking, Prince, Michael Jackson, Madonna, and Culture Club. 

-Neil sees that Will CAN NOT dance (because Noah Schnapp can’t dance) and is just horrified

-So Neil makes him a dance mix tape because 80s

-and they play it in Will’s room on that big old boom box and Neil tries to teach Will to dance

-Will tries to do a spin trips over his feet and falls into Neil knocking them onto the floor Will on top of him, oh my romantic sparks. 

-I also like the idea he’s got a weird or sardonic sense of humor, I just want Lucas to be trading a “what?” look with Dustin and Max at least once when Neil makes a joke. 

so yeah those are my thoughts, mostly, hope some one thinks it’s a good idea 

ishipallthings  asked:

do you know if you're ever going to write the ca:cw fix-it you mentioned? IT WOULD BE AMAZING.

Well, I started it! Who knows when I’ll have a free moment to freakin’ finish anything, though. Here’s what I’ve got so far:


“But if someone had slowed him down, just slightly interrupted his course, maybe he could have gotten through that one nightmarish moment; maybe he would never get that close to it again.”

Frederick Barthelme, Elroy Nights

“Hey, wanna see something cool?” Tony flashes him a little boy’s grin, the lines at the corners of his eyes somehow more and less pronounced than when Ross had given them an ultimatum with all the subtlety of a heart attack in the middle of a backswing. It lifts something from Tony’s shoulders, makes the hard line of them ease, makes him lean forward a little as if he’s going to press right into Steve’s space and seduce every secret Steve’s ever had right out of his mouth. This is the fast-talking, public-made monstrosity that sneers about pilates and grins around “Capsicle” and “old timer.” The practiced carelessness and picture show glitz would be unbearable on anyone else, but it’s what he expects with Tony. Steve hasn’t met the man that Nat and Colonel Rhodes are privileged to know.

Tony carries over a nondescript box that would be pristine if not for the dust lingering in the seam where it opens, and inside lie two pens that look older than either of them. “Pulled ‘em from Dad’s archives. Timely. FDR signed the Lend-Lease Bill with these in 1941, provided support to the Allies when they needed it the most.”

Yes, huge quantities of America’s war output have already gone overseas, and more is on the way! He remembers the newsreel. When they showed the Mosquito in all its shining, chrome glory, three guys in the second row began throwing their popcorn at the screen, whooping and hollering, “Kill those Krauts!” like there weren’t as many innocent Germans as there were Allied soldiers. Like the Germans weren’t even human.

He hadn’t heard the rest of the reel. He’d been too busy getting his ass kicked behind the cinema. But after Project Rebirth, he saw firsthand what American assistance looked like.

“Some would say it brought our country closer to war,” Steve says as he takes one of the pens out. It’s hard to believe that something so fragile could finalize America’s official entrance into the great game.

“Steve, if not for these, you wouldn’t be here.” Tony’s not wrong. A pen like this probably signed off on the Super Soldier program, held between the fingers of someone who hadn’t seen a day of combat. “I’m trying to—whaddyacallit—a… an olive branch. Is that what you call it?”  

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biyoosung  asked:

i love your blog and headcanons so much!! if it's alright with you, could i request some headcanons for drunk rfa + saeran?? :o

i love you so much!! yes, yes you CAN


  • The Sad Drunk™
  • so much crying
  • Seven told him his fly was down and he cried for 20 minutes
  • also if you think he talks about Rika too much when he’s sober
  • you should see him DRUNK
  • “hey Yoosung, can you help clean up a bit?”
  • “Rika used to clean”
  • also: 0 to 100 real quick
  • one second he is crying over Rika
  • the next second he literally just punched V in the face???
  • and Zen is like ??? arent there rules against punching a blind dude ??
  • please keep Yoosung away from alcohol


  • Zen is just himself x1000 drunk
  • if he so much as sees his reflection in a SPOON he is GONE
  • also, every single time Zen gets drunk around other people he wants to play spin the bottle
  • it happens every single time
  • also most times he’ll try and convince someone to go with him to egg/TP Jumin’s penthouse
  • “hey…whaddya say me and you go egg that ass hole trust fund kids house?”
  • “are you referring to Jumin?”
  • “y-yea that guy”
  • “Zen, im Jumin”
  • “are…are you saying you dont want to egg your house?”
  • drunk Zen just wants to kiss everyone and deface Jumin’s property in some way


  • wine mom
  • similarly to Zen, she will often talk shit about Jumin while he is well within ear-shot
  • also probably accuses him of being a furry
  • and he’s like ??? IM RIGHT HERE ???
  • also keep elly far, far away from Jaehee when she’s drunk
  • Jaehee was staying at Jumins penthouse watching elly once and she got drunk there
  • she like, legit got into an argument with that cat
  • it almost got physical
  • Jumin watched the whole thing via security tapes and didnt know whether to be scared or LAUGH HIS ASS OFF
  • poor Jaehee


  • it takes a lot to get Jumin drunk alright
  • but when he does, oh man
  • Jumin is so sassy when he’s drunk
  • like roasting people left and right
  • “Yoosung, are you crying over Rika again or because you cant get a girlfriend?”
  • ZING
  • “hey Zen, hows that actors salary treating you?”
  • ZING
  • he is on FIRE
  • and everyone in the room hates him


  • i personally headcanon Seven as the Designated Driver™ like, every time
  • but on the rare occasion that he lets himself get drunk
  • he’s like, a MEGA downer
  • like the first time the RFA got Seven drunk they were like hehehe this is gonna be so great!! what if he tries to jump off the roof or something lolololol!
  • “do you guys every think about how none of us will ever make a difference on this tiny little planet?”
  • “and even if we did, what would it matter? the human race wont even be here in a couple million years”
  • “and in a few billion years, not even the earth will be here”
  • “so why are we here now? whats the point of us being together? its impossible to do anything that matters, so why do anything at all?”
  • “if any one of us vanished the universe would continue as it always has, unbothered. unmoved. our existence in this world leaves as much of an imprint as a hand does in a bucket of water”
  • Zen takes Sevens beer and pours it out into the sink
  • thats the last time they do that


  • sleepy 
  • clingy
  • whiny
  • and sometimes grumpy!!
  • “i wanna go hoooomeee”
  • “Saeran, we’re at home right now”
  • “i want ice creaaaaaammmmmaahhh”
  • “theres ice cream in the freezer”
  • “i want different ice creeeaammmmmaah”
  • Seven will be sitting on the couch and Saeran will lay on the couch and put his head in Saerans lap
  • “Saeyoung…i’m tired…”
  • Seven wants to YELP but just looks at MC and mouths the words oh my god
  • MC gives him a thumbs up
  • sometimes Seven will get Saeran drunk just so he’ll be nicer
  • he’s a good brother he SWEARS

thanks for reading!!! hope you liked it LOLOLOL

Colour Me Blue

Originally posted by sirredmayne

Imagine: You and Newt have been dating for several months. One day, you both find yourself in your art studio, working on one of your major art pieces before becoming slightly distracted by a paint war. Fluff ensues.

Requests: (@nutellawellafreak) Oh my god.. I’ve just read all of your Newt fics in the span on 2 hours. They’re all so good! Would I be able to request a story? Could Newt and the reader both like each other and one night the reader gets drunk and confesses?? Just lots of fluff please! Thank you!! <3

(ANONYMOUS) Hi! May I request a modernish (doesn’t have to be) imagine where the artist!reader gets bored one day and sees newt without a shirt and wants to paint on him? It doesn’t have to be spicy or anything but if you want it to be, I wouldn’t mind a little spice ;) :) you also don’t have to write this if you aren’t comfortable! :)

Author’s Note: Sort of used these requests as inspiration, I didn’t exactly do as you both asked, but it’s a cute lil imagine nonetheless! I just also want to say a quick thanks to all of you guys (today especially) for filling my ask with the loveliest comments. You all hold a special place in my heart. I hope you enjoy, my love for you all has no ends. xx

Word Count: 1411

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The Terminal, XII

You belong among the wildflowers
You belong somewhere close to me.

The elevator was broken, still. Guts half spilled into the hall, the skeleton sat there in the cave while the rest of a new one slumbered in crates in the lobby. She wasn’t certain she’d ever considered how long it would take to put together an elevator, which then, naturally, led her to questioning how long it might take to put together most things, which in and of itself had been quite a burden for the past three weeks. She’d thought it’d be put together when she got back, but Lexa found herself squeezing between the precariously tipped monstrosities setting up camp in the building upon her return.

“Is someone getting a carnival delivered?” Henry followed, lifting the box and twisting to get the duffle on his shoulder through the crevice of the cavernous lobby.

“They’ve been fixing the elevator for fifteen years,” Lexa sighed.

“Don’t tell me.”

“It’ll be a good work out for you. You’ve been saying you wanted to get a little more in shape.”

“I have never said that. Ever in my life.”

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Dating 101

Summary: You are just getting out of a shitty relationship and Cas asks you why dating is so complicated

Characters: Castiel, Reader

Pairings: Castiel X Reader

Word Count: 2300

A/N: This is based off the request I got from @tigershadow asking for a Cas x reader where Cas doesn’t understand dates so the reader shows him

This is my first Cas fic!! Please let me know what you think. Any feedback is appreciated, also if you wouldn’t mind liking and rebloging.

Tagging my squad- @shortandlongstories @for-a-brothers-love @tigershadow 

Also tagging thse awesome nerds @readingissupernatural  @spnfanficpond

Send in REQUESTS please. I have loved the last few I have gotten. They are a ton of fun to do.

Warnings: Language, fluff

Originally posted by inacatastrophicmind

You were sitting in a motel with your feet propped on the table, ankles crossed, scouring social media on your laptop. Actually, that wasn’t exactly right, you were stalking. Stalking your ex-boyfriend’s new girlfriend. The one he had left you for. You knew that you weren’t exactly girlfriend material, you lived on the road with your best friends, Sam and Dean, hunting monsters. That hadn’t been what you told Nick of course, you had just said you traveled a lot for work. So you hadn’t exactly been honest with him, but you didn’t think you deserved to be cheated on either.

What did she have that you didn’t? Well for starters, friends with normal lives. You were scrutinizing everything about her, and you had to remind yourself that this wasn’t her fault, it was Nick’s. You sigh, clicking on yet another picture of them smiling together, feeling the bitterness. There was a flutter and loose papers flew off the table, “What are you doing Y/N?”

You don’t even turn to look at Cas as you hit the little red “x” at the top before you shut the laptop, “Nothing Cas…How are you?”

“You called yesterday and…”

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anonymous asked:

obsessed with your supercorp fic, please give us more!!

part one, part two, part three, part four, part five, part six, part seven, part eight, part nine, part ten, part eleven, link to ao3

“are you ever going to tell me what happened?” alex asks. kara grins at her, content to keep her secret a little longer, and she kicks out toward her sister. alex has to bat her hand out to keep kara’s swinging feet from hitting her table. “stop tha—kara, come on,” she whines, “stop it.”

“stop what?”

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Reign 3 x 04: Live Through This

How are you? A little light-headed? Eyes puffy from crying? I heard that. Come here and give me a hug. The Price was heavy, babies, it was heavy! And then BAM TWIST! Whoof. We went THROUGH it last night, I understand, get a goblet full of the finest beverage and let’s talk about it here in tumblr land.

So we started things off with Francis doing great. Mary had him on some alternative medicine herbs kick and it was doing him wonders, even if he didn’t particularly like his medicinal pastilles.

But geo-politics are not going to pause for Francis to pull it all back together. Life was ready to come crashing down in the form of Mary de Guise sending a very coded message about needing more troops, stat. I love this kind of ancient high tech stuff, a cipher, I mean the time before technology is so interesting, it’s like kids playing in their back yards but forever.

Meanwhile across the channel we finally met Elizabeth’s dog!

Look at that adorable bulldog! As usual, William was like “Get married, tick tick tick, where is our male baby, it is embarassing everybody to tears that a Queen is in charge ,also the King of Spain wants to marry you.” Elizabeth was like “Sheesh I’ll meet him chill out.”

Meanwhile Lola and Narcisse were heading off to their honeymoon when Catherine started throwing shade on Lola for “marrying her lover” and Lola was like “For your grandson’s sake please stop putting rats in my bathtub.” Which made me cackle out loud because that does NOT affect baby John. Nice try Lola, unless you’re taking that baby in the bathtub with you don’t try to play the baby card. Also Catherine’s necklace was rad.

Catherine was like “Rats in your bath? Nasty” and Narcisse overheard and was like “Shit Catherine’s about to tip my hand about planting rats in Lola’s bath” and intercepted Lola. Don’t worry about the man behind the curtain, girl, it’s honeymoon time.

Meanwhile Don Carlos was being smooth as hell.

I loved how the show hit on Elizabeth’s “Stay in Your Lane” policy re: religion. Wanna be Catholic? Wanna be Protestant? Do you thing, mind your own. Few people I think really appreciate how revolutionary that approach was and is. Basically one of the first examples of a chill ruler separating Church and State. AAAAGH Elizabeth was like perfect as rulers go and if I start talking about how amazing and brilliant she was (she used to translate greek TO RELAX) I will literally never stop.

You know who also loves Elizabeth? Dudley. He was like “How about you just be single forever?” and Elizabeth was like “…I’m listening.” But he has selfish reasons for wanting to preserve her anatomy i.e. being her side piece. (I legitimately got chills when Elizabeth was like “this is over” and he was like “You are my Queen but in this i will not obey you.”

Dudley also sent Amy home from court and Amy looked pretty miffed about it. You could tell by the fact she was wearing an orange dress that she was at her wit’s end trying to keep this man happy.

Oooph. No happy woman reaches for an orange dress.

So war council time: Francis was like “SEND SOLDIERS!” and then Charles came in and was like “SEND WARSHIPS!” but then immediately the war ships got sunk by England’s super speedy frigates and Catherine was like “Why are you not asking me about England’s navy I was literally just over there.”

Anyway, Francis was like “MORE SHIPS! KEEP THROWING SHIPS AT THIS PROBLEM!” but Mary was like “I think I can solve this by using my brain” and then totally duped Nicholas, showing off her cipher, then leaving out a letter to her mom with misinformation in it. It’s called statecraft, guys. Mary saved hundreds of lives. After losing hundreds of lives? Look it’s hard to be a ruler when you’re a teenager and also you can’t be un-elected.

I did love when she told off Nicholas. I am not generally a “Yaas Queen!” kind of lady but I did actually say the words “YAAAAS QUEEN” after she was like “I hope you have strong wings vulture!” I’m going to remember that line the next time someone cuts in front of me at the seven eleven.

So also Catherine was throwing a dinner for the last guy she needed a vote from to become regent, and he was being a real d-bag.

There was this horrible story he told her about how his daughter had gotten her foot crushed by Catherine’s carriage and then been rejected by suitors so many times she’d killed herself and was now dead. Catherine was like “Of course she is.” and then basically was like “Well, fuck it.” and took off with Claude, and it was genuinely a charming little interlude.

Meanwhile Don Carlos wanted to see Elizabeth’s lady parts.

OKAY. Batten down the hatches, but like a year and a half ago some idiot published a whole book about their theory that Elizabeth I was actually a man in drag, and let me just say:

1) all of these “Elizabeth was a man” arguments boil down to the sexist disbelief that one of the greatest politicians of all time was a woman. Elizabeth was a genius and some people can’t wrap their brains around the fact a woman founded England’s greatness as a superpower.

2) Elizabeth was seen unclothed or in sheer undergarments a ton and never at any point did anyone claim she was a man. She was sort of kind of sexually abused by her stepfather Thomas Seymour who ripped her nightshift into a thousand pieces. She was seen running after Dudley just in a transparent shift more than once. Lady was a lady.

3) Political bodies were endlessly handled by nobles, physicians, and attendants. During a poison attempt early in her reign, Elizabeth was given multiple enemas before recovering by a physician whose doings were very public. Guess what he didn’t find when he was down below the royal petticoat? Balls. That’s what.

Anyway, Elizabeth channeled my rage nicely. Don Carlos was trying to shade her, shame her and degrade her and she wasn’t having it.

Mmmm, red flag girl, red flag. She should have asked him to show his first.

Meanwhile Narcisse was being shady as shit on the honeymoon.

That having been said Narcisse’s villa and village and what not was legit adorable. I know, he’s shady Lola but like shhhhhh. Also this whole episode was shot really beautifully.  There were all these dope tracking shots and zooms and it was really gorgeous. Except for this part, this was PAINFUL LOOKING…

Bash’s horribly scalded chest! Hahahaha this happened in the middle of Greer’s new tavern and he’s was not even phased. He was all"Ugh annoying Delphine is in trouble" but looking at the size of that beaut I have to say, if I got a burn that severe I would literally collapse and quite possibly pass away. Bash has got some stamina! He was also sick of going through Vaseline by the fistful so he questioned a man in a fabulous cassock…

Then rescued Delphine from the Sisters of St. Agatha, who were purifying her soul by laying a BURNING IRON CROSS on her flesh! Um, I smell spin off.

Anyway, when Dudley found out Amy had started the rumor about Elizabeth maybe having a dick, he responded reasonably.

JK that is spousal abuse. My Good Lord. Here I was liking Dudley and now I’m like “nope. Take that trash back to the dump.” Let me tell you, a guy hits a woman once and I am done. I have a zero tolerance policy for this kind of fuckery. Elizabeth is way better off single than with Sir Chris Brown over here.

Nope nope nope. Oh boy. Run Amy run. Run Elizabeth run! This dude is bad news.

Also, after Lola called Narcisse out for being shady and they had a little bicker about it, Catherine reminded Narcisse that being shady was his essence and she loved it and then she reminded him she was a lot more fun and then slinked down the hallway in an extremely sexy fashion and basically what I’m saying is I want to grow up to be Catherine. All young women should want in their hearts to grow up to be Catherine.

Anyway, so Mary’s cipher caper tricked Nicholas into feeding Elizabeth misinformation that cleared the way for Mary de Guise’s supply route. Mary had used her head to save lives and solve a problem. Season one Mary did a lot of this, season two Mary was just trying to maintain, so it’s good to see her back to optimal scheming mode. Charles and Francis were talking about how awesome she was politically and then the FEELS began with Francis falling off his horse…

So like I’m a grown ass woman, I’ve seen fire I’ve seen rain, I was like, I can deal with a little angst. Francis is not doing so great and Mary is at what is possibly his deathbed, but I can handle it. I understand these are all actors and there’s a camera and everything is going to be fine.

And then Mary started talking about their imaginary kids.

Done. I was done. I really didn’t expect to be gotten but I was got. There is nothing more humiliating than crying while wearing headphones but that was me, in front of my computer, watching this, sobbing like a thrice-slapped bitch. This scene was legit amazing. And then damn, there came that ear blood.

BUT THEN HERE CAME DELPHINE THE HEALER! Bash was like “She can save a life but hte price is like, another life” and Mary was like “DO IT I will die for Francis if need be” and I was like “OMG do tears break keyboards because I may need a new keyboard.”

Delphine though, she had to be tired. I mean, Bash had JUST rescued her and CHarles had JUST showed up and forced him to bring her back to Court and in all of this had Delphine gotten any sleep? A snack? A chance to change out of the dress that some crazy nuns had tortured her in? No. Girl was exhausted and she had a royal life to save.

But she did it. Francis has made it through. Delphine was like “Sometimes you take a nap, and sometimes a nap takes you” and passed out. I have never related to a TV character so deeply in my life.

But then….Mary de Guise died. WHUT. Shit dudes. Mary’s mom’s life was the price! Shit. And then that promo?! That promo guys…that promo might as well have said “stock up on kleenex, prepare yourself mentally, next week something intense is going down.” Granted something intense is always going down, it’s Reign, but I need to be held. Hold me!

Thanks again for looking up my review here on my very Twin Peaks heavy tumblr. You likes and notes and comments are everything, I read them all and they make my life. Have an amazing week & let’s talk again next Friday!

The most handsome man that Arthur had ever seen in real life was walking right towards him. Walking right towards him and smiling. Arthur could feel himself ‘twittering‘, as his mother would say: blinking rapidly, hands fluttering, eyes darting around, not knowing if he was supposed to be making eye contact with this man who was very obviously aiming right for him. Eventually the man drew so close that Arthur had no choice but to look up at him.

How was it possible to be that handsome outside of a TV screen? Just the right amount of tall, neat blonde hair with a handsome sweeping fringe and a little cowlick for character, clean-cut just the way Arthur liked it, blue blue eyes that would need a whole half hour on their own if Arthur was going to describe the man properly, and glasses for that little extra touch. Plus, there was that very smart black suit, clearly business attire but fitted much better than work clothes had any right to look.

The man stopped right in front of him, making them both pause on the busy London pavement.

“Excuse me, have you seen any aliens around recently?”

And with that, Arthur was furious.

How dare this man make him lose his head over someone who was clearly deranged! He’d made Arthur look foolish, and he probably knew exactly what he’d done. Arthur’s eyebrows sank into a stormy scowl.

“No,” he said, sharply. “Please excuse me.”

He tried to walk around the stranger, but the man grabbed his arm.

“Okay, well, what about not recently?” the man continued, his American accent striking Arthur now that the initial shock of the ‘alien’ comment was out of the way. “Have you ever seen any aliens? Have you ever just communicated with them? Or what about, like, government agencies or secret societies or something like that? Are you a member of any underground groups or have you had any dealings with them in the past?”

Arthur stared at the man and wondered whether he should start screaming for help, or whether the man was insane enough to let him go without a fuss.

“Sorry, no. Look, I really must be going.”

He tugged hard, yanking his arm out of the man’s grip, and started to speed-walk away.

But, naturally, because it was turning out to be one of ‘those’” days, the man followed him.

“Okay, no aliens or secret government conspiracies,” he continued. “What about…Hey, what about ‘magic.’ You believe in that, right?”

“Excuse me?!” Arthur said, quickly cursing himself for answering the man and giving him another opening. “And what makes you say that?”

“U-uh…Ah…Oh, ‘cause you’re British!”

Arthur would have whirled around to confront the man about that, but didn’t want to give him an opening to grab him again.

“I’m English,” Arthur snapped, storming along the pavement and doing his best to avoid watching the stranger in his peripheral vision. “And just because I’m English doesn’t mean I have to believe in magic.”

“But…you do, though, right?” the man persisted, and Arthur could hear the grin on his face. “Please don’t tell me you’re really as boring as your life looks.”

“And what do you know? …Have you been following me?!”

The realisation hit suddenly and Arthur felt genuinely scared for the first time since the man had approached him. Although he didn’t know why someone obsessed with aliens and magic would be following him, if the man was crazy there was probably no rhyme or reason to his actions anyway. Arthur’s eyes darted round the crowded street as he looked for the nearest police officer.

No! No! Definitely not!” the stranger exclaimed, trying to reassure him. “No, I’m just…doing a survey? Why don’t you come with me to that Starbucks over there and we can complete the questionnaire.”

“I don’t think so. Good morning” Arthur snapped, making a beeline towards the police officer on horseback at the end of the street.

“All right, I can tell you’re smarter than that. You’re right, I’m not doing a questionnaire. It’s just…you wouldn’t believe me if I told you the truth. I swear I’m not gonna hurt you and it’s really, really important! I just need, like, five minutes of your time!”

Arthur slowed down, gazing wistfully at the police officer a few yards ahead. He didn’t know why, but he felt like he should at least give the blond stranger one more chance.

He turned round and confronted the American. “I’ll give you five seconds, as long as you can show me some ID.”

The man beamed at him, and quickly dug into an inner pocket of his suit jacket to produce a small black wallet. He flipped it open and held it up for Arthur to read. “See?”

“F.B.I…” Arthur read aloud. The man glanced at the ID as if to confirm what it said, and grinned, nodding enthusiastically. “It says ‘Federal Boob Inspector,’” Arthur continued.

“What?!” the man cried, holding the ID in front of him, frowning at it and flipping it round to check the back. “This must be broken.”

“…It’s a piece of paper.”

“No, it’s actually a…Look, I’m sorry this has gone so bad. I swear, I’m totally legit.”

“Yes, you’re doing a splendid job of proving it,” said Arthur, beginning to turn away. But once more, the man grabbed his arm, and Arthur watched as the police officer trotted away to the other end of the street.

“Come on, if I were really crazy or trying to trick you or something, would I be making such a mess of it?” the American pleaded. “I’d have a proper fake F.B.I. badge and I wouldn’t be talking about aliens right off the bat.”

“So if you’re not crazy or trying to trick me, what are you trying to accomplish here? Apart from wasting my time, of course,” Arthur countered, spinning around to confront the man once more. This was honestly his last chance, Arthur decided.

“I’m just doing my thing!” the man said, almost whining, raising his eyes skyward and flapping his hands desperately as if Arthur were the exasperating one in this situation.

“And what is that, exactly?” Arthur asked. “You asked me if I’d seen any aliens, showed me a fake badge…I’m sorry if I haven’t the foggiest idea what you’re trying to accomplish here, but I assure you I’m not going to play along anymore.”

“Look, you are not gonna believe me right now, but I’ll just tell you because this is gonna be important later.”

The man spoke with so much conviction, such honesty on his face and surety in his voice, that Arthur’s eyes widened and he went silent, waiting for more.

“I’m a Time Lord. I’m an alien from another planet, I can travel across all of time and space, and my ship brought me to you because it thinks you’re special. I’m just trying to figure out why, that’s all. Either you can help me do something big, or you’re a key to an important event, I don’t know. I just wanted to look out for you, because if you really are special, then you’ll probably need my help eventually. I mean, I don’t wanna scare you but…well, ‘special’ in my world usually means you’ll have a lot of people chasing you at some point. Anyway, it seems you’re okay for now, but if you ever need me, just give me a call. I’m right here if you need me.”

He opened up his wallet again and pulled out a little white card with a few numbers scrawled in blue pen.

“I promise I’m a good guy,” the man said with an offertory smile, watching as Arthur slowly took the white card in both hands, staring at it dumbfounded. “I know I sound like a crazy person, but eventually you’ll run into a situation where I suddenly seem totally sane.” Arthur looked up at him with wide-eyes. “Uh, I guess that doesn’t sound too reassuring. But don’t worry, everything will totally be fine. We might have a bitof work getting you to do…whatever it is that makes you so special. But we can do it!”

Arthur kept staring, not knowing whether he should nod or call for help or ask questions or believe. Even if he’d known what to do, his body probably wouldn’t have been able to function anyway, as it seemed paralysed by the weight of stupendous tale the man was spinning for him.

“Aaaanyway…” the man said, his smile fading as Arthur clearly didn’t react the way he had hoped. “Um, I guess I’ll get going for now. Just remember to call if something weird happens, even the tiniest thing. You never know how these things’ll start. So…see you later, Arthur.”

The man in black turned away and it was only when a crowd of tourists swam in front of Arthur’s vision that he came back to himself. “Wait!”

The crowd cleared and the stranger was still there, smiling excitedly in Arthur’s direction. “Yeah?”

“You know my name. You have been following me!”

The man shrugged, a sheepish smile gracing his face as he scratched the beck of his neck. He looked incredibly young, and Arthur would have assumed this was all some university student prank…if there weren’t just something about the stranger that made Arthur so expectant for all this to come true.

“Well, I like to think that with time travel it’s not really ‘following.’ It’s more like ‘checking in.’”

“It’s following. Probably ‘stalking,’ in fact,” Arthur corrected him.

The man laughed, but it wasn’t creepy or malicious – and despite all the bizarre implications of the man knowing his name and claiming to be watching him via time travel, Arthur didn’t feel scared or threatened.

“Do ‘Time Lords’ have names?” he asked, stressing the words to show he still wasn’t buying the whole charade.

The man in black nodded, smiling brightly. “Well, technically I’m called ‘The Hero’ but since that doesn’t really fly with most people, I usually just go by Alfred. Alfred F. Jones.”

Another chattering crowd passed between them, heading off to the Natural History Museum at the end of the road, and Arthur craned his neck to see round them. But when they had all gone, so had the stranger. “Alfred.” He was nowhere to be seen, disappearing as suddenly as he’d burst in a few minutes ago.

He’d certainly given Arthur a lot to think about. But as Arthur walked away, heading back en route to work, he found that he wasn’t so much keeping an eye out for this deluded American stalking him from the alleyways – but rather for aliens or fairies hiding in the shadows.

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Dear @captainsamell I am so sorry for this delay, I’d hope to get this to you before the 22nd ended on your side of the world. You have been a great fandom friend and I’ve loved talking to you about all things Olicity. I hope you have a great Christmas :) Here is part one of two fics for your Christmas :)🎄🎅🏼


Two days before Christmas and the first day of Hanukkah there was a massive snow storm that left Star City blanket in white snow. Emma wakes them up earlier than she normally would, finally at the age where she understands the concept of Hanukkah and Christmas, or at least the presents aspects of it.

“Momma do you wanna build a snowman!!” Emma screams at the top of her lungs as she vaults into the their ridiculously high bed.

She uses the chair nearby to crawl in and then vaults herself onto their bed her small body barely shaking their massive king size bed.

“Momma!” Emma calls out again but clampers onto Oliver’s form, he was awake the moment Emma slammed open the bedroom door.

Emma’s pull ups clad bottom plops onto Oliver’s chest, little hands going to his face squishing his cheeks, “daddy, do you wanna build a snowman?”

“I want Emma to go back to sleep.” Oliver counters, peering up at his overly excited three year old.

“Is Kiss-mas!” Emma insists she points to the large French doors showing Oliver the white expanse of snow outside.”kiss-mass daddy!”

Oliver chuckles, “its Hanukkah, remember? Christmas is two days away.”

“Oh.” The three year old sits back onto Oliver’s chest, tiny fingers tracing Oliver’s scars in the gentle way she’s seen her mother do a million of times, but she’s more focused on Oliver’s words, “No Olaf Daddy?”

Oliver looks more closely at the French doors and he sees that the snow is just above the first window, definitely enough snow for Emma to build an Olaf.

“Olaf after breakfast.” Oliver promises.

“Presents?” Emma looks at him eagerly with large blue eyes so much like her mother’s.

“Sorry munchkin, Hanukkah gifts aren’t until tonight when Momma lights the menorah.”

Emma looks disappointed all for a second but then at the mention of her mother she turns to her left, eyes wide, like she’s horrified she forgot her mother was sleeping next to them.

And Felicity was definitely sleeping, Oliver’s wife can sleep through just about anything something that still marvels Oliver.

Emma clampers off of Oliver kneeling right next to Felicity’s head, she’s facing the opposite direction, so Emma leans over her to peer down at her mother’s sleeping face. Emma taps Felicity’s cheek almost like she would on a door, “Momma, do you wanna build a snowman?”

Felicity grunts and Oliver can’t help but hold back his laugh knowing this is their ritual.

“It doesn’t have to be a snowman.” Emma continues to sing.

“Go away Emma.” Comes Felicity teasing voice, despite her words Emma grins brightly rising on her knees in anticipation

“Okay, bye.” Emma tries to sound crestfallen but she’s already giggling before Felicity turns around and grabs her by the waist eliciting a squeal from the toddler.

“Emma, do you wanna build a snowman?” Felicity sings her eyes are barely open, still trying to fight the sleep in her system but she sings back with earnesty

“It doesn’t have to be a snowman.” Emma chimes in little arm draped across Felicity’s shoulder much like Felicity has done so they are both in a cocoon together, their matching noses filled with freckles just barely touching.

“I’m always gonna wanna build a snowman with you Emma Lee.” Felicity chimes.

“Me too, Momma.” Emma says seriously, she rubs her nose against Felicity.

“Even when we don’t have snow?” Felicity counters teasingly.

“Yea! ‘Members we made a sandman snowman in Bali.” Emma says matter of factly, she crawls out from under Felicity leaning over her mother’s torso to look at Oliver who had watched the entire exchange in amusement, “right daddy? We made the biggest sand snowman ever.”

“We did.” Oliver nods he looks down at Felicity who just turned over to face him, his eyes soft, “morning.”

“You want to build a snowman too?” Felicity teases sleepily.

“How about I build you a large cup of coffee?” Oliver counters leaning over to press a soft kiss to her lips.

“This is why I married you.” Felicity says with a sleepy grin.

“Waffles, Ms Emma?” Oliver asks his daughter who is content on lying on her mother’s stomach.

“With sins-a-nuns.” Emma insists butchering the word cinnamon but Oliver knows exactly what she’s asking for.

Oliver presses a kiss on Emma’s forehead, “you’ll keep the sleepy head Mommy company?”

“You got it dudes.” Emma promises giving her father a thumbs up causing Felicity to laugh so both girls end up in giggles of laughter.

“Momma can we go building snowmans now?” Emma asks eagerly as she looks forlornly at their backyard through the French doors

“After breakfast.” Felicity promises, releasing a loud yawn.

She doesn’t know what happens but she drifts off all for a second until she feels a cold draft enter the bedroom. She looks to her right to see one of the French doors is sprawling open and her three year old is nowhere in sight.

“Frak!” Felicity swears as she grabs Oliver’s hoodie off the chair slipping it over her pajamas, “Emma!l

“It’s snowing Mama!” Emma calls out excitedly.

She’s standing in the middle of the snow still dressed in her pjs but she slipped on her snow boots and grabbed her hoodie and mittens. She’s grinning down at the snow like it’s a little piece of heaven.

Emma looks at the snow with such wonder and amazement and even love. It’s one of the things she loves about her daughter the most, the way she appreciates everything and everyone in her life. Her daughter has the biggest heart Felicity has ever seen and Felicity can only hope that she continues to harness that optimism for the rest of her life.

“Emma, baby you gotta come inside and get your coat.”

“I’m nots cold Mama.” Emma insists as she spins around in the snow, boots crunching deep into the snow, “I’m Elsa! The cold never bodder me anyway!”

“I can see that.” Felicity quips with amusement, hugging herself to fight off the cold, “you’re gonna get your jammies wet.”

“S’okay they gotta get wet anyway when you wash them.” Emma says with a shrug of her shoulder and with that much to Felicity’s horror she plops back onto the snow arms wide as she makes a snow angel.

Felicity goes to stop her but then pulls Oliver’s phone from the pocket of his hoodie and proceeds to take a few pictures, at least Emma had the mind to get her boots and mittens.

“Mama, join me!” Emma beckons her mother in.

Felicity is now acutely aware that no matter how long she’s moved out of Vegas, she is still a Vegas girl at heart and would always prefer the heat over the cold.

“Will you come inside and put on proper clothes if I make angels with you?” Felicity counters, Emma is at that age where she tries to bargain everything with her parents and Felicity and Oliver are learning to adapt to outsmarting their ridiculously smart daughter.

“Alright,” Emma says with a sigh, “only cause Daddy has to make my snowman family with me. Oh you can help too Mommy.”

Felicity laughs as she slips her feet into her Uggs, “that’s for thinking of me Emma.”

“I always thinks of you, Momma.” Emma says matter of factly, opening her mouth so she can catch the snowflakes falling from the sky.

Felicity’s heart warms just as she tentatively plops back onto the snow next to Emma, the cold snow seeps into Oliver’s hoodie, chilling Felicity to the bones.

Emma thought only giggles with glee as she kneels in the snow, and Felicity legit worries if her daughter has some kind of medical problem with her sensory system cause no one should be that unaffected by the cold snow.

“We have matching snow angels.” Emma says happily hugging Felicity when Felicity rises to her feet. “Daddy, has to make one with us so we can have a Snow angels family.”

“He will, but first my little snow Queen you gotta get out of these wet clothes and into proper clothes. Remember daddy and I said we don’t want you going outside by yourself?”

Felicity scoops up Emma and makes her way back to her bedroom. She discard both she and Ellie of their wet clothes before making a beeline for the bathroom.

“But Monna you were rights there.” Emma points out.

“I was sleeping and you know that.” Felicity counters.

When Emma doesn’t have a counter argument she knows she’s won’t this battle. Yet again Felicity worries for when Emma is a teenager, between Felicity’s defiance and Oliver’s rebellion they are both nervous for what a teenage Emma has in store for them.

“Sorry, Momma.” Emma says meekly as Felicity wraps Emma up in one of Oliver’s big fluffy towels after discarding the toddlers last bit of clothes.

“Do we have an escape artist on our hands?” Oliver chimes in front the door, grinning at both his girls, Felicity is still tripping in her wet pjs while Emma is warm in a large towel.

“Momma and I made snow angels before breakfast.” Emma says with a smile, “but we’re ready for waffles now.”

Oliver laughs as Felicity only shakes her head lifting up their daughter and handing her to Oliver, “you’ve got Elsa, I gotta take a warm shower.”

“I’m Emma, Mommy.” Emma says with a laugh, brushing her cold nose against Felicity’s before she goes off with her father.

The last thing Felicity hears before she closes the bathroom door, is Emma telling him her plans for the day. Felicity makes a mental note to add a little bit more layers cause she just knows they are going to be outside all day if Emma gets her way.

Her little Snow Queen, indeed

King Bach reacting to K-pop is my aesthetic

NCT U - The 7th Sense Starts at around 6:25: https://youtu.be/jo31P9D_Su4 EXO - Monster and BTS - Boy In Luv Starts at 1:10: https://youtu.be/GeR7huggozc

My favorite parts of the first video:

• “Damn they in sync like a motherfucker.”

  • “They way better than the jabberwokies(?)”

• “I feel like he’s speeching English, but he not.”

• “This shit lit.”

• “Ohhh, that boys getting it!” *high pitched*

• “My shit open, my eyes open!”

• “They need to be in America right now.”

• “Yo, they so talented.”

• Bach trying to sing the lyrics with them but obviously can’t lol

• “He the Korean Kendrick Lamar!”

• “Open your reyes.” (Lmao)

• “Yo, they can sing and dance.”

• “If Chris Brown was Korean, this is where he would be.”

• He is constantly amazed at their dancing ablitites lmao

• “He hit ‘em with a little 2 pump.”

• He gets excited as hell when they do a dab lol

• “They can [dance] without the music, that’s how talented they are.”

• How he slow claps it out at the end lol

•"They even walked off with swag.“

• How he legit became NCT trash at the end of the video lol

• ”#staywoke #neversleep #sleepwithyoureyesopen because they said it" —- yep, became NCT U trash lmfao

• His whole rant about how he thought he was a good dancer thwn seeing them makes him re-evaluate everything about himself and needing to take another dance class lmao

• “A Korean dance class….. I need to go to Korea…. Not North, they tripping over there. No, no, going keep it in the south.”

My favorite parts of the second video:


  • King Back fangirling over EXO transitions and footwork

• His head bobbing when Chanyeol/Sehun starts rapping. “They the Koreans straight outta Compton.”

• His look of concentration, amazement and confusion.

• Bach trying to rap with Chanyeol. “If they had english subtitles, I’d really try to memorize this shit.”

• Being amazed at the dancing once again.

• Wanting to know what watch(es) they had on.

• “Whoever directed this makes Spielberg look like a little b**ch.” - King Bach, 2016, about EXO - MONSTER

• “If they were on Dancing with the Stars, they would get first place everytime.” -qoute about EXO

• “He’s the Korean El Chappo; he’s about to kill everyone in this b**ch.” - quote either about Baekhyun, Xuimin, or Kyungsoo

• “Do you, boo boo.” - quote possibly about Lay kicking down the door lol

• “Who wrecked their crib like that? *face full of concern*”

• “*gasps* It was him the whole time.” -quote when Baekhyun took his mask off.

•" Dat shit was LIT.“


• "I dunno if that a boy or girl, but he cute.” -about Jungkook

•"Oh, okay, that’s a boy. That is definately a boy.“

•"Okay, stole the mixtape one tiiiime.”

• starts bobbing with the music, “Dammnnn.”

• Big ass smile on his face when they start dancing and he imitates them.

• “They like NSYNC if NSYNC was cool. They like NSYNC if NSYNC got b***hes. Daamnnn.” (OMG I DIED WHEN HE SAID THAT.)

•*que feeling RapMons and Hobi’s rap* and an “ohh” of appreciation at Hobi’s leap over everyone.

•"Don’t look at his ding-a-lang!! Let him be, let his ding-a-ling be!“

• "Ya’ll didn’t even flush.”

•*imitates the chest hitting dance, smiling*

•"Yo they so cool.“

”*really feeling Suga’s rap*

• “Throw that chair, throw that chair, jump in the air, throw that chair.”

• “Yeah, talk to that girl…. Shake that b**ch, wait, don’t shake that b***h, don’t do that like that, No means NO.”

•*again feels RapMon’s rap*

•*his eyebrows going up his forehead and eyes widening at Jin being forceful* “I don’t know if you should be doing it like that, bruh. I’ll be real, uhhh, maybe you should talk to her first. See what she into, maybe she don’t like to be dragged like that, you’re holding her wrist a little too strong in these streets.” (1,000,000,000,000 points to Bach for saying that, even though he’ll take back most of it next lol)

• “Oh, OH, you playing wingman! OOOHHHH, OHHHHH. Okay, now that shit romantic.”

• “I don’t even know if that’s Korean anymore, He’s speaking spanish right now, doing some sexy shit.”

• “Oh my gosh this music video is incredible. They got the fire, the basketball, the spinning..” *trails off in amazement*

• “You know the moment when you see something that was so good you wanna scream 'Fuck you!’ That shit was that good. Anybody come into my room, next person I see, I’m just going to go up to them and 'fuck you! You don’t know k-pop like I know k-pop!’”

• *cuts scene to someone knocking on Bach’s hotel room, he opens door and throws the middle finger in his friends face* “Fuck you, K-pop is the shit!! *slams door in her freaked out face*

• "That shit is banging, damn.”

• “K-pop so good makes me wanna pick my hair.” * cuts scene to him with his (afro) pick comb*

Originally posted by hobyeol