if only he was actually coming out

Hold Me Close

Hold Me Close

Dean x Reader

Word Count: 784

Warnings: Nightmare, fluff, smut.

Originally posted by bringmesomepie56

You shot up from your pillow, hair clinging to your face as you glanced around the dark room. No vampires, no blood dripping from your lips. The only thing you could sense was the loud snoring of Dean as he drooled on his pillow. Letting out a deep sigh, you closed your eyes, letting the tears fall. You were tired of the nightmares, tired of the memory of things that never actually happened.

A small whimper left you as your body trembled, still coming down from the rush of your dream. You cursed as Dean stirred before opening his eyes.

“Sweetheart, what’s wrong?” Dean lifted himself from his side, propping himself on his elbow as he reached out for you. His hand gently rubbed your arm. “You’re shaking. Come here.” He sat up completely, pulling you against his chest. “Shh, it’s okay. I’m right here.”

He held your head against his chest as he softly stroked your hair. “Do you want to talk about it?”

You shook you head. It was no use. It’s not like you had the same dreams every night. Every single nightmare was different, but always ended the same way, with you becoming the monster.

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The Game of Thrones Fandom vs. Me:
  • 10% of the GoT fandom: Lol, I hate but also relate to Theon just "nopeing" off that ship.
  • 9% of the GoT fandom: *Actually worrying about theories/Yara's fate/the women representation and in yesterday's episode the brutal exchange between Nymeria and Arya.*
  • Me, the 1% of the GoT fandom: Samwell Tarley only traveled far away from his brother of the Night's Watch (Jon Snow) to serve his king and help out a friend. His first intention was to discover information from his research on ways to kill White Walkers and save the Seven Kingdoms from the year-long winter. However, he was bogged down with tons of book-stacking/cleaning up people's shit (literally) and being used for medicinal assistance by the Grand Maester. Through all this, he still managed to discover that Dragonstone sits on a mountain of dragonglass which can be used to killed the White Walkers and the dead army. He also managed to keep his family (Gilly and baby Sam) alive through what he does as a maestar. And finally, he sought out to help Ser Jorah Mormont in secret, a man heavily infected with Greyscale, WHEN NOBODY ELSE, INCLUDING THE GRAND MAESTAR (because it was too "dangerous") did. If Samwell Tarley isn't the true hero of tonight's episode, I don't know who is.

anonymous asked:

wait jeremy is uncanceled or just trying to make amends for the mistakes? this is a such gategate of gateocalypse mistakes idk what's happening. it's like every time another piece of info comes out the cast moves another cuil away from reality

i believe he is truly sorry. he’s straight so i get that it’s hard to understand why what he did was hurtful (shouldn’t be hard to get that it hurt us, tho). i guess he took the time to actually think and process our words. only time can tell and his future actions is what matters now. 

lilakishibe  asked:

rohan x s/o for the ship thing? sorry if I'm too late on this!

  • shops for groceries: S/O - Rohan isn’t much for getting anything beyond quick snacks so he doesn’t think too much about stocking up the fridge back home so S/O will have to take over grocery shopping for actual food
  • kills the spiders: Neither - Rohan can’t be bothered to deal with them and when he is…well we all remember that episode, so it’s either S/O or the spiders are going to be left there
  • comes home drunk at 3am: Rohan - it was the few times you’d been able to force him away from his work and he’d gone out to what you hoped was to get some fresh air - only to come back late and completely drunk because he wanted to see if his art was as perfect whilst he was intoxicated than usual…he never talks about the hangover he suffered that next day
  • makes breakfast: S/O - Rohan can’t be bothered to cook breakfast unless it’s something quick and easy to make so S/O will have to practically force him to eat something actually filling
  • remembers to feed the fish: Neither - they’ve gone through a dozen fish already because they’ll both forget to, so they end up eventually giving up on keeping a pet fish
  • decorates the apartment: Rohan - it will be the most needlessly extravagant apartment anyone will ever see just because he can to the point where it’ll probably stick out like a sore thumb in comparison to every other apartment in the damn town
  • initiates duets: S/O - If it’s a song he recognizes Rohan will end up singing under his breath, ignoring the grin S/O’s shooting him whenever they’re successful getting him to sing along with them
  • falls asleep first: S/O no questions - Rohan will go days without sleeping if he feels like it, which is both unhealthy and is gonna come back to bite him later on so S/O will have to be very, very persistent to even convince him to get to bed let alone fall asleep
She’s No Angel Sneak

Originally posted by trashwilldo

Here’s my favorite part that I’ve written so far, She’s No Angel coming back in August. I just really wanted to share it with you since I started to write the remainder of Chapter Two:

You sat back and fiddled with your fingers. “Was I that obvious?” Phasma crossed her arms and nodded. “Do you think Hux noticed?” “Makers No! Unlike you two, he was the only one actually concerned with the real business at hand.” You let out a whine. “It was stupid and he wants to be with me. But, I don’t want to be with him. I don’t think I should be with anyone after all of this.” Phasma rolled her eyes. “Listen, you can throw yourself a pity party all you want, but there’s nothing wrong with using someone’s body to blow a little steam. I do it, Hux does it.” Your eyes widened. You definitely didn’t want to hear about Hux and his sexual escapades. “Why do you think we don’t go around breaking the ship? But just be careful if you decided to do this. Seeing as you regret doing it with Ren, it makes perfect sense: you were upset, he was annoying you, you had a fake real relationship with him, and he offered; now it seems like he’s holding it over your head. So before your next mission with him, you might want to figure out what you want and talk to him. Just then, Hux marched himself back in. “What are you two talking about?” “Women problems,” Phasma said flatly. “Forget I even asked.” His eyes widened as he backed out. “Thank you.” I squeezed her hand. “No problem, and I’ll also talk to the problematic walking shadow of yours.”

anonymous asked:

I'm curious to know which Shiratorizawa boys (if any of them) would write fanfiction? And what kind of fanfiction would they like to write? Romance? Angst? Smut? Fluff? Omegaverse? Action? Fantasy?


Only he would to be perfectly honest. He says he’ll write anything and everything but just forgets about what he planned when he gets to actually writing it up. He doesn’t like the idea of writing smut, despite how his interests lean towards it, since it’s hard to actually do properly. He goes for generally elaborate plots but never comes to finish them. Tendou’s made multiple accounts out of embarrassment of not posting anymore to escape the “where’s the next chapter” asks he gets all the time.

Asides from that, none of the other guys would be interested in fanfiction at all.

Saving Lars theory

okay but hear me out.

Lars has acquired the same powers as Lion, yes?  We are somewhat sure of this.  The hair-portal thing is a given, but Lion can do some other cool portal-related shit like this:

which appears to be a relatively short-range warp system that increases exponentially when layered; this is what got our losers to the gem base on the moon even though Steven can’t breathe in space.

While this can’t be used to get Lars back to Earth, it sure as shit might be able to get him around the surface of Homeworld without too many people noticing him.  What I’m getting at is that he might be able to get ahold of a ship.

Except he can’t pilot one, and if anyone sees him getting into one of those suckers, he’s done for.  He also can’t exactly scout out a docking station to tell when a relatively small craft is docked and emptied out enough to be hijacked.

So he needs a gem to come with him to pilot that sucker, and to keep an eye on the docks.  The other off-colors can only do so much; they’re awfully conspicuous.  Some, like Fluorite, are also friggin’ huge and the odds of Lars fitting them all into one portal is… not great.

So he needs a small, innocuous pilot who is completely at home navigating modern Homeworld.


Yuuri’s list of songs for his Free Skate

I’m not sure if this has been done before, but in case it hasn’t, I just thought it was too precious not to share it!!

In episode 4 of Yuri on Ice, where Yuuri is trying to choose a song for his Free Skate, there’s a fleeting moment when you can actually see his entire list of rejected songs (right before he gives up and rings Phichit).

SO. A few months ago, after the nth time of re-watching YOI (where n was not yet an embarrassingly large number), I copied down the list and tried to work out what it said. 

Turns out, it’s not only a list of songs but also a few comments he had for each song!!

Here’s the original Japanese from the scene and a rough translation.
(Pardon my very basic Japanese. PLEASE LET ME KNOW if you spot errors and I will correct them!)





“Danse Macabre”

Too bright/cheerful. The image does not fit.

Does not seem likely for skeletons to come out dancing at midnight.

Notes: The song title actually says the “dance of life” but considering the dancing skeletons and the bright image, I think he’s referring to Danse Macabre.




“Sorcerer’s Apprentice”

Not calm. Tempo too intense.

Water-drawing spell seems to be used well…




“The Black Swan”

Too scary. Want it to be stronger.

The white swan does not seem to appear.

瓦割り人形 「ピ·ポ·ポ



The Nutcracker “Pas de Deux”

Too sad. Want it to be more passionate!

I do not want to see such a dream at Christmas.

Notes: This title played merry hell with me. It says “Tile?Ceramic? splitting doll. Pi-po-pu” Ended up searching Japanese sites for possible interpretations and the most likely one seems to be the Nutcracker Pas De Deux, especially since he mentions Christmas…




 “Nessun Dorma” (English: None Shall Sleep)

Not sufficiently romantic.

It seems the name of the prince cannot be guessed.

Notes: Another title that was quite difficult to guess, because it’s not the official Japanese name of Nessun Dorma and literally says “Everyone shall not sleep”. But since he mentions guessing the name of the prince, I think Nessun Dorma is correct.

Thank goodness he rejected all of the above, because his final FS was much better <3 <3 <3

anonymous asked:

Formaggio x S/O!

  • shops for groceries: S/O - Formaggio would go grocery shopping but he won’t even make it there before he decides to pop someplace else to wander around for a bit and he’ll only remember his original task a while afterwards
  • kills the spiders: Formaggio - well, actually he just uses his stand to shrink em and just tell S/O he got rid of them while he none too skillfully tosses them out of the house
  • comes home drunk at 3am: both - they both end up losing time when they’re drunk and will probably go wandering before heading home - plus late night random shopping escapades whilst drunk are a must with the pair
  • makes breakfast: S/O - if Formaggio has the chance he’ll sleep till the late afternoon so it’s typically up to S/O to handle making breakfast for either themselves or the both of them
  • remembers to feed the fish: Formaggio - it’s only because of the sheer number of times that he’s had to stop his cat from getting to the fish first he’s decided to at least take care of the both of em (mostly so he doesn’t get blamed for said fish going missing)
  • decorates the apartment: S/O - Formaggio will opt to decorate certain rooms since he finds it fun but for the big rooms he’ll let S/O do whatever they want with the decorating
  • initiates duets: Formaggio - it’s nothing but humming at most since he doesn’t know too many song lyrics off by heart but he knows enough tunes for the two of them to both hum along to
  • falls asleep first: Formaggio - this man can sleep for days if he wants and is often a frequent napper so S/O’s normally the one awake as he takes a kip

Okay so this. Probably won’t happen in the comic but like.

Imagine Bittys parents don’t take it well when he comes out to them. They don’t kick him out or disown him exactly, but Bitty knows the only thing stopping them is Southern Kindness, and he knows he’s not actually wanted around.

So he leaves, they don’t call, he doesn’t call them.

A few years later (let’s say two) his parents somehow find out that he’s been hurt. Not life threatening, but enough that he winds up in the hospital. He’s still their baby boy and they’re worried, so they fly up to go see him.

Only, when they get there and ask the front desk, they tell them that there’s no one checked in under the name Eric Bittle, and they’re confused. Maybe he’s at a different hospital, they think. Only, when they’re leaving, they see Jack in the waiting room, so they know Bitty must be there.

They go up to him, he’s cold and dismissive, rightfully so. Jack was the one who held bitty when he cried because he lost his mom and his dad, after all. He tells them Bitty doesn’t want to see them, but if they really want to go in, he’s checked in under Eric Zimmermann.

And it hits them. Bitty got married, and they weren’t there for it. Bittys life went on without them there.

It fucking hurts him to do this. It really does because they’re like family. Blood brothers or some shit term that they learned after watching a movie when they were nine and made them feel closer than anything.

So it hurts.

But Sana is his actual sister. His baby sister who has spent the past few nights walking around the house like a zombie without an ounce of the sass he’s come to adore. This is Sana and Sana comes above all.

Yousef: hey bro, can I come over and chill?

Elias lets out a breath of air, thumbs moving absently as he puts just a fraction of what he wants to say to his best friend in text form.

Elias: i dont think so. we can go out or whatever later, but you need to keep your distance from my place.

There are several long seconds of silence and Elias can almost picture Yousef’s face as he blinks at the screen. Usually texting a warning that he wanted to come over was courtesy. Usually they didn’t even do that and just showed up at each other’s place. So yeah, he can only imagine the look of confusion.

Yousef: the other boys were there earlier… has something happened? I won’t eat in front of you guys or anything if that is what you’re worried about. I actually haven’t eaten all day. Habit i guess.

Elias thins his lips. The door next to his own opens and Sana walks out and pads down the hallway, not even sparing him a glance through his opened door.

Elias: No. 

Yousef: Elias? what the fuck?

Elias remembers the ways in which the boys teased his earlier this afternoon- the way they chanted “jealous” and laughed, rightfully ignorant of the real reason he is struggling with wanting anything to do with Yousef right now. 

He types out, sana is the best person in the world and then deletes it, and then i hope noora is worth the tears on my sister’s face, and then deletes it again.

He sighs and scrapes a hand over his head when Sana pads back to her room in silence; a ghost in her own home.

Elias: just stay away from us right now.

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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They’re watching baby animals videos

( @greyhairsowhat happy birthday dear !!!!  (ノ ´ 3 ` )ノ  ❤️️💕)

Anything For You

Me? A sucker for the wedding trope.
Hope you guys like this one though <3

Title: Anything For You
Pairing: Peter Parker x reader
Summary: Peter is your date to a wedding and all your relatives love him. Just one issue: you’re not actually dating.
Word Count: 1,640
Warnings: None
Tagged: @tmrhollandkay @kindnesswins @melconnor2007 @mcheung0314

Your name: submit What is this?

           "Y/N,“ Peter coughs as you tighten his tie. "Chill.”

           "Sorry,“ you say quickly, loosening the knot just a bit.

           He gives you a good-natured smile, adjusting the collar of his shirt a bit. Staring in the mirror, Peter fixes up a few other aspects of his appearance as you watch.

           "Thanks for being my date to this thing,” you tell him. You’ve already expressed your appreciation to him multiple times, but you still felt the obligation to say it.

           Peter’s adjusting a few strands of his hair as you speak. He looks at you in the reflection of the mirror and gives you a reassuring smile.

           "It’s no problem,“ he insists, shoving his hands in his pocket. "Anything for my best friend. Besides, I couldn’t let you suffer through the ceremony alone.”

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it’s 3 am. i’m watching the falsettos boot for the 500th time. suddenly, i hear knocking on my door. i pause the video and look over. the door opens and out comes andrew rannells. without saying anything, he runs over and shuts my laptop. i can’t even speak any words. he just says, “go watch falsettos in theaters. it’s much better quality than the bootlegs online. and it’s legal. so everyone wins.” before i can argue that it is only showing in north america, so actually not everyone wins, he gracefully exits in a head first dive out my window.

Jake Peralta: Stepdad!AU

So this was going to be an actual fic, but, alas, any sort of narrative wouldn’t come, so instead allow me to offer a series of (not at all canon-timeline compliant) headcanons about Amy Santiago’s tiny daughter taking Jake in as part of the family:

  • When Amy starts at the Nine-Nine, she is Very Adamant that Jake will never meet Maya, largely because a) He’s the worst, and b) Maya doesn’t need to see her mother curse out a fellow employee, but mostly c) He’s The Worst.
  • Except she only lasts twelve days, at which point Captain McGinley calls her in on her day off because he’s finally realized that his new detective has started and he wants to meet her, even though they have met four (4) times and he’s assigned two cases to her and Jake
    • It’s supposed to be a short meeting and she promises a very teary-eyed Maya that she’ll be real quick, but she needs to go in without Maya because McGinley looks like he might yell for some reason, Amy can just tell, and Sarge isn’t here and Amy barely knows anyone else and Jake offers, basically
    • Maya is just v. v. teary when Amy blows her a quick kiss before entering McGinley’s office
    • The meeting lasts exactly forty-seven minutes
    • Amy expects A Disaster when she gets out, or at the very least a very stressed-out Jake trying to pass her daughter off on someone else
    • But instead Maya is sitting in Jake’s lap with two of his superhero figurines gripped between her sweaty little hands, patiently telling a story while Jake writes on a piece of paper next to her
    • “And then there’s a dragon,” Maya says breathlessly, and Jake nods along patiently
    • “Fire-breathing or bearded?” he offers, and Maya really considers it for a moment before deciding on bearded. “Got it, I’ve jotted that down.”
    • “I thought no one was allowed to touch your dolls?” Amy asks when she gets to them, and she’s a little stressed out about this whole situation because Jake is suddenly, like, a kind person? Who’s been watching her daughter for forty-seven minutes and counting?
    • “Uh, obviously this is Red Metal Man and Mr. Star, okay.”
    • It’s not. It’s Iron Man and Captain America, and Amy can tell because she’s not totally out of the loop of the cultural zeitgeit, okay, and she sometimes pays attention to movie posters and has very definitely seen at least two of the superhero movies
    • “Plus I believe I said no Santiagos, and that was back before I knew there was a cool Santiago in the clan.”
    • Maya, meanwhile, has grabbed a pen off of Jake’s desk and is now leaning precariously over said desk and drawing on some of the large blank spaces Jake had left on the paper
    • And Amy realizes that Jake was writing down Maya’s story but made sure there was room so she could draw
    • Jake grins at her sheepishly, braces Maya with one hand on her back to make sure she doesn’t slip, and says, “It’s her vision, and she’s, like, a really good storyteller.”
    • Amy swoons, but in a low-key, subtle way. Probably.
    • Anyway, but Jake is also The Worst, so it doesn’t matter

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The Only Exception


Requested: no but a little angst never hurt anyone. also shoutout to Emily for being awesome. 

Word count: 3,001

Shawn was the kind of guy that on the outside seemed like such an innocent boy, but those who actually knew him, knew that was the biggest fake facade you could ever come across. 

I couldn’t count how many girls he had slept with only using my ten fingers. I couldn’t keep up on the names of the girls that had walked out of our front door after a night out and I surely couldn’t keep track on how many girls, he snuck in late at night when he thought I was sleeping. 

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Tasty* ~ [1/2]

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader
Rating: Mature - 18+ only
Summary: Reader prepares the last important details of Chris’ thirty-sixth birthday party, but he can only think of one or two ways he’d like to celebrate this day with her.
Word Count: 2.5k
Genre: Fluff/Mild smut
Warnings: build up; mentions of sex/innuendos, Chris being a dork and a butt guy, slight food play/kink, make out session and language!
Author’s Note: I know, Chris’ birthday was yesterday (June 13th), but I actually wrote so much that I had to split this into two parts. The actual smut will be in the last part hopefully up tomorrow. Once again, happy birthday to the Dorito and enjoy! xx

    “Dodger, come here,” you whispered and the dog padded out of the kitchen, stopping at your feet. You bent and patted his back as his tail wagged excitedly.

    Staring back at your reflection in the mirror of the foyer, you smoothed out your dress - the same summer dress you’d wear on your first date with Chris three years ago - and you applied your cranberry lip balm. You weaved a hand through your hair, pushed up your breasts and you picked up the breakfast tray you’d left on the entryway table.

    “What do you think? He’s going to like it, right?” You asked Dodger and laughed at how ridiculous you sounded. My God, I’m talking to a dog.

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    So, I went to see Wonder Woman for a third time and this time what struck me was that the absence of the male gaze wasn’t just kinder to Diana, it was kinder to Steve.

    Think about that scene where Steve’s totally naked in the pool and then stands up and Diana comes in and they have their awkward little chat.

    Then think about the scene in Thor where he’s changing into his new clothes.

    Steve is literally less clothed - he’s not wearing pants, and Thor is.  But the camera treats him much, much better.  Although there ARE some shots where Steve is totally naked and covering his crotch with his hands, the majority of the scene is closer in, focusing just on his face and shoulders.  In contrast, there are almost no shots in the whole scene with Thor where we can’t see at minimum his whole torso, and there are several shots where he’s inspecting or adjusting his pants where it’s pretty clear we’re also meant to be looking at his butt.

    The framing is important, too.  Steve stands up before he knows Diana is coming in, and he’s awkward about being naked - but he’s also aware she’s looking and gets to decide what to do about it.  He could dive back under the water, but he doesn’t.  He lets her look, and then covers what he wants to cover as he moves and dresses.  He also looks back.  The whole time we’re looking at naked Steve, he’s looking at us (and at Diana.)  In contrast, the first shots we have of Thor are when he’s not only unaware of being watched, but also actually out of our and the other characters’ line of sight.  We are literally watching him dress in the mirror while we and the other characters are in a separate room.  It’s not just that he doesn’t look back at us, but he can’t. Not until he walks into the other room with the rest of the characters, at which point, he still doesn’t.  He’s looking sideways or down at things, or even in the close-up shot, he’s looking away for at least half the shot.

    There are a lot of things I could say about body types and Hollywood standards for muscle and Good Lord Just Let The Marvel Chrises Eat A Sandwich And Take A Day Off From The Gym, but that’s not even my point here.

    My point is that Steve Trevor, male lead and love interest in a superhero film directed by a woman and targeting an audience that skews female, is shot like a person.  He has agency and presence and we’re not invited to separate his body from his personality.  Thor Odinson, male lead and love interest in a superhero film directed by a straight man and targeting an audience that skews male, is shot like an object.  He does not have agency to decide when and how he is looked at and who sees him.  He does not have an emotional presence because we’re invited to look at his body while he is silent and/or unaware of our gaze.

    I’m not gonna sit here and say that they female gaze could or would never objectify men.  But I am going to say that the assumption that what women want from films is to get to ogle men like men get to ogle women is probably an assumption driven more by men than by women.