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I’m Your Huckleberry: Coda 13x6

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“Cas, gonna watch a movie,” Dean hollered over his shoulder as he headed down the hall to his room. Cas got up and followed him.

“What are you planning to watch?” Dean was poking his head into Sam’s room. 

“Hey Sam, wanna watch Tombstone?” Cas listened to Dean as he waited just two feet behind him. 

“Haven’t we seen that like a hundred times?” Sam’s voice was one of complete and utter disinterest.

“Fine, suit yourself.” Dean turned to Cas and said, “Looks like it’s just you and me.” He moved past Cas into the room and Cas followed him again. After some moments pass where Dean sets up the movie on his laptop, Dean takes the laptop to the bed and pats the space at his side. “Okay, get comfortable.”

Cas hesitated a moment next to the bed then took an awkward seat. “What makes this movie special? Are there Jedis in this one?”

Dean laughed. “No. Scoot back or you won’t be able to see anything.” Cas moved onto the bed more and had his back pressed to the headboard. Their legs lined up. Things were warm and nice this close. Dean cleared his throat. “So, this is the western that I told you about.” He was smiling  a bit at the screen.

“With cowboys?”

“Yeah,” Dean said with a bit of reverence rolling off his tongue.

“You really like cowboys.”

Dean swallowed and said, “Well, yeah.” He ran a hand up through his hair. “What’s not to like? They get to wear cool hats. They also get some of the best lines in all of the movies. Boots are cool.”

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Christmas at Holmes Cottage - The Fourth Ficlet

While Sherlock was outside, John prepared drinks for the both of them, having some pleasant conversation with the Holmes parents while he waited. He was very glad in this moment that he had met them once before; it made things a lot less awkward. 

Taking advantage of his relaxed state of mind, he started to think about a story for how they got together. Sherlock had left that to him, so he’d better sound like he knew what he was talking about when they were eventually asked. Just because Sherlock had no interest in him that way didn’t mean he was going to sell the man short. He was going to be the best fake boyfriend he possibly could be. It was the least he could do, really.

As the door opened again, John looked up, smiling as he saw Sherlock - who really had no right to be so adorable with his pale cheeks rose-tinted from the cold. It made him want to go up and kiss him… Wait. He could. He could do that, and for these blessed few days it wouldn’t be weird. So he stood up, taking Sherlock’s drink from where he’d set it down and joining him by the table that held all the gifts.

“Here’s that drink you wanted,” he said, smiling up at the detective. “Oh, and by the way, I really like what the cold does to your cheeks. Makes you look properly adorable.” That said, before he could second guess himself, he leaned in and pressed a light kiss to Sherlock’s cheek, marveling at the feeling of that smooth skin against his lips. 

“I..” Sherlock started, seeming to falter a bit before regaining his composure. “Thank you, John. That’s sweet of you to say. Though I think adorable is a word better used to describe you.”

It was John’s turn to falter at that; he hadn’t been expecting such a smooth return compliment. And Sherlock said he wasn’t as good at these things…

“I’m a soldier, Sherlock,” he murmured, falling back on his usual line. “Soldiers aren’t adorable.”

“Maybe not,” Sherlock replied. “But the John Watson that wears jumpers around our flat and enjoys Chinese takeaway and crap telly after solving cases is.”

“…oh.” Damn, Sherlock was good at this. John could feel the blush spreading across his cheeks, and all he could think about was how much he wished that the detective actually meant what he was saying. “Well, thank you, too..”

Sipping at his drink, John took a step back, trying to fight the blush down before moving back to the chair he’d claimed for the time being. Though the look Sherlock’s father gave him from where he’d been sitting and quietly watching the whole exchange did nothing to help. It almost seemed like the man knew something he didn’t….

Fortunately, he had his drink to distract him, and once that was gone he heard the sound of Mycroft’s car arriving - it was unmistakeable to him now. Sighing softly in relief, he set his glass aside, happy now to fall into the role of the supportive, non-Holmes friend for Greg. That, at least, was something with no layers of pretense to it. And that was exactly what John needed right now.

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ASDFASDF I AM CRYING OMG IT’S HAPPENING. I LOVE THIS:

“I’m a soldier, Sherlock,” he murmured, falling back on his usual line. “Soldiers aren’t adorable.”

ASDFASD this is amazing thank you I am crying :D

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  • Thalia realizing that part of why she accepted immortality was because she thought she had no one and then suddenly realizing her mom and brother are out there and they love and miss her
  • since Jason was so little, he’d have really no memories of his mom and they would have more of a clean slate
    • Jason who gets to have a mom for the first time!!!!! 
    • he’s amazed by how quickly he connects with his mom, how easily the conversation flows between them 
    • of course it’s awkward at first, as she tearfully asks if he’s been okay somehow– if whoever /she/ gave him to was good to him 
    • “I’m so sorry I wasn’t strong enough to protect you
    • he just takes her hand in his and smiles at her, “you’re here now” 
    • they’re getting dinner one night and the waitress mentions how Jason looks just like his mom and what a cute mother/son pair they are. 
    • Jason’s heart soars. 

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I think right now I’m going through some mourning for the relationships I’ve lost over the years. At high school graduation and when I transferred to a different college, I never took the time to realize what losing those people meant and how that would affect me because I was so wrapped up in my illnesses. I frankly didn’t care. But now I do, and I feel really apprehensive about contacting old friends or making new ones, because I just don’t even know what a friendship where both people are healthy looks like. I kept so many secrets from my friends and I lied a lot, both of which aren’t exactly good qualities. I am so nervous to ask people at my new school to actually do things outside of school because what if they say no? What if I’m too boring/stupid/awkward for them? What if history repeats itself and I am a shitty friend? I just feel really lonely. 

Definitely something to talk about in therapy today. 

For Science!

Superman stood around the Batcave’s research quadrant feeling awkward while Bruce, cowl pulled back, peered through a microscope then fed some data into one of his shiniest, most expensive-looking analyzers.

“It’s got our DNA,” Bruce said, reading the results.

“What?”

“This thing. Whatever it is, it’s got our DNA.”

“We were both there,” Superman said. “Of course our—”

“Not that kind of DNA, Superman,” Bruce said, cutting him off. “Data’s reading like it could almost be our genetic offspring.”

“What?” Superman said again.

Bruce frowned at him. “What don’t you understand? Genetic offspring. Yours and mine, together.”

“Whoa, Bruce.” Superman shifted on his feet, feeling his eyebrows crawl up his forehead. “Now you’re really creeping me out.”

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anonymous asked:

I predict the holiday episode will have a mistletoe scene where Star and Marco get under it but the awkward moment between them is cut short by Rafael and Angie (or Moon and River) butting in and stealing it. Then I’ll be sad

Mistletoe? Surely you mean a knotty branch of The Stump, dyed red by the blood of the innocents it slayed on its rampage.
I’m not joking that’s more or less what Mewni’s “christmas” looks like.

You know...

There’s not really any reason why in the episode after Stella Gibson tries to take Reed up to her hotel room why she needs to go in PERSON to hear about the tox report on the girl who hung herself in the forest.  There are phones and email and you’ve just had a pretty awkward exchange with this person, you’d probably minimize personal interaction.  And there’s no reason why when Reed goes, “I’m going to go change,” Stella would give her bedroom eyes and a hum after having been rejected once, then hang out and wait for Reed to be dressed and ready to leave.  And there’s no reason why when Reed says, “You look ready for bed" with a tone of voice like “Instead of what we’re about to do” if they’re not going to do work or…

Go back out again.  That’s right.  I think they actually spoke at some point we didn’t see (fuck off TV writers), “made up,” and then Stella went over there to pick her up for do-over date.

anonymous asked:

What's the difference in the way that a sx-blind "acts like a sx" when they're in a relationship and an actual sx?

The feeling. I know that’s vague but like…sx feels different. It’s like a buzz? I can’t bond with sx-blinds like I can with sx-users. Idk man I wish I could elaborate better but my Se sucks. Sx can give me a genuine adrenaline rush while sx-blinds imitating sx makes me jittery? They both make me feel nervous, and both can make me anticipate something good or bad, but sx-users give me a sense of controlled anxiety while sx-blinds make me feel awkward. Did that make sense? Like I appreciate sx-blinds a lot when they make an effort to pseudo-sx with me since I definitely have trouble with that as well, but it’s not as natural to them and you can see it.

Sx-blind “acting like sx” looks like they don’t know/aren’t used to what they’re doing but they’re trying their best despite their insecurity/confusion/tfw no sx. Again, it doesn’t look or feel as natural or stable compared to sx-users. The sx buzz is kinda inherent, but sx-blinds have to consciously bring it out, which can mean that they may try too hard or not enough; a lot of sx-blinds don’t know how to try if they’ve been repeatedly discouraged from expressing their passion, so when they decide they want to branch out and try not to be so lonely, it’s difficult to get past all that and sx believably.

It’s kinda sad to watch, because their attempts to sx either weird out sx-users due to its stiffness or make fellow sx-blinds uncomfortable due to it resembling sx just enough, so then it’s really hard for them to even try to practice when everyone seems to be judging them for it (and, as repeatedly covered before, sx-blinds tend to care about being judged).

I typed up an unbearably Ni paragraph here but deleted it bc even I couldn’t understand myself ajdfndksnfknn so I guess all I can say is look for the difference between nervous energy (sx-blind) and a stable buzz (sx-user) when a person performs what is typically thought of as “sx interactions” with their partner. Or ask a high Se-user or someone that enjoys being in romantic relationships to be more articulate in answering your question lol

8bit-mau5  asked:

brush; for white noise ooor glitch viper

White Noise: You flinch in surprise when you feel something touch your head, and turn slightly so you can get a look at Xizaya as he stands over you and your work table. He hesitates and as his prosthetic fingers run through your hair he seems torn between gently stroking and more casually ruffling your hair. It’s a little awkward, but you know he’s just trying to figure this shit out. Mimicking the stuff you do to him because that’s what people do right? To show affection? He liked it so maybe… you will too. You smile softly.

“Made you something,” he says, his hand self-consciously falling away from your head while the other reaches around to place a cup in front of you. There’s a cute little kitten made of foam floating on top and he makes a point of jiggling the cup to make it dance. You laugh, leaning back and popping your back. Alright fine, hint taken. Break time.

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#so smol
#so pure

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That time Namjoon tried to have a heart-to-heart with Taehyung but only ended up getting his feelings hurt instead.

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jointhefight-deactivated2017081  asked:

since you kinda asked, can you draw/have you drawn a usjavi??? (that's javier muñoz as usnavi if its not obvious///)

:000 i dont think ive ever drawn javier,, i had to change that IMMEDIATELY

LISTEN UP PEOPLE

I DON’T WANT TO GET ALL TOUGH ON YOU BUT A GIRL’S GOTTA DO WHAT A GIRL’S GOTTA DO

I DON’T WANT TO SEE NONE OF THIS “I’M STARTING TO GIVE UP ON TAYLOR EVER NOTICING ME” OR “I’M STARTING TO ACCEPT I’LL NEVER MEET HER”

NOPE

I’M HAVING NONE OF IT

I WANT YOU TO CLOSE YOUR EYES AND IMAGINE TAYLOR STANDING IN FRONT OF YOU. YEP, RIGHT THERE. NOW IMAGINE HER TELLING YOU SHE LOVES OF. YEP, “I LOVE YOU BUDDY”, IMAGINE IT. NOW THINK ABOUT HUGGING HER. YOU HEARD ME! THINK ABOUT HER LEANING IN, WRAPPING HER ARMS AROUND YOU AND SQUEEZING YOU SO TIGHT. 

FEEL THAT? THAT FEELING OF WARMTH AND JOY AND HAPPINESS? YEP, TAYLOR WANTS THAT AS MUCH AS YOU DO. SHE WANTS TO BE ABLE TO LOOK YOU IN THE EYE AND THANK YOU FOR SUPPORTING HER. SHE WANTS TO MEET YOU. SHE WANTS TO SHOW YOU LOVE. AND SHE IS DOING THE BEST SHE CAN TO SHOW EVERY SINGLE ONE OF US THAT.

SO LET’S IMAGINE EVERYTHING I JUST WENT THROUGH AGAIN, OKAY? THAT WILL HAPPEN TO YOU. DO NOT GIVE UP HOPE. DO NOT THINK IT TAYLOR WILL NEVER WRAP HER ARMS AROUND YOU AND MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE THE MOST LOVED PERSON ON THE ENTIRE PLANET. IT WILL HAPPEN. REPEAT AFTER ME; I WILL HAVE MY MOMENT WITH TAYLOR. 

I CAN’T TELL YOU WHEN OR WHERE OR HOW OR WHAT WILL HAPPEN BUT I PROMISE YOU YOUR TIME WILL COME. YOU’LL GET TO MAKE AN AWKWARD FOOL OUT OF YOURSELF IN FRONT OF YOUR IDOL JUST AS SO MANY OF US ALREADY HAVE. YOU’LL HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY TO LOOK BACK AT THE TIME YOU MET TAYLOR SWIFT AND REGRET EVERYTHING YOU SAID BECAUSE YOU WERE AN IDIOT AND COULDN’T GATHER YOUR WORDS. YOU WILL HAVE A PHOTO WITH YOUR FAVOURITE HUMAN EVER AND MAKE IT EVERY SINGLE PROFILE PHOTO ON EVERY SINGLE ACCOUNT EVER. 

BELIEVE ME WHEN I SAY THIS. TAYLOR SEES YOU. SHE LOVES YOU. AND IF IT HASN’T HAPPENED FOR YOU YET, YOUR TIME IS STILL TO COME. 

xoxo lauren. aka the ass taylor swift owns 

love u all.

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Jun was worried for Mingyu.

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JIN.

Jin was nervous. He didn’t know what you liked when it came to inside of the bedroom, and what you didn’t, so the nerves he felt slowly starting to build up as he stared at you, sitting on the edge of his bed in only black lingerie, was eating him up completely. He couldn’t deny it, he thought you looked absolutely stunning in your attire, but he felt so scared to touch you - what if he messed up? what if he said something extremely awkward?

Knowing that Jin was nervous, you decided to make the first move, stepping up from his bed and walking toward him. He gripped your waist and pulled you into him, smiling down at you. He dipped his head into the side of your neck, where he began to leave small love bites. Jin smirked as small whimpers left your mouth, his hands soon finding their way to your bra and unclasping it. 

He pushed you down onto the bed where you removed your panties, clearly becoming too impatient for him.

You’re too fucking beautiful, I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around me.”

SUGA.

It all happened so fast.

You weren’t planning on riding Yoongi in his studio, but here you were, straddling his hips, your bare chest completely exposed to him. You and Yoongi never got around to ever having sex as normally the both of you were too occupied to even think about it, but Yoongi was extremely stressed today, and the only way you thought you could relieve him from his stress was to ride him as he sat in his chair, staring up at you with wide eyes. You grinded yourself against his clothed member, only earning a grunt of frustration out of him. 

“No. Teasing.” Yoongi firmly told you, becoming way too impatient to wait any longer for the feeling of his member buried inside of you. Complying to Yoongi’s commands, you slipped off your panties as Yoongi pulled his boxers down, his erection springing free. You were a little surprised at the size he was, and as it had been a while since you last had sex, you weren’t too sure how much it would hurt. Aligning your entrance with his length, you sunk yourself down onto him slowly, causing Yoongi to throw his head back and let out a sigh. He held your hips as you sat on his cock for a few seconds to get used to him.

“You’re-so-fucking-tight.” Yoongi almost growled. “F-fuck, you feel so good.”

RAP MONSTER.

You had always pictured your first time with Namjoon to be extremely romantic, maybe after a fancy meal, or after a night out, but it wasn’t what you expected. You had worn something a little too revealing, and with everytime Namjoon glanced at you, he found himself growing hard. At first, you didn’t notice the erection in his pants, until he walked up behind you, pushing his hard-on into you. He pulled you tightly into him, where he whispered into your ear “can you help me out with something, baby?”

It was so sudden, but you weren’t complaining, turning around to face Namjoon. You nodded shyly, and Namjoon smirked, pushing you up against the wall. He asked again to make sure you were certain, not wanting to force you to do something you weren’t ready for. But to his surprise, it wasn’t long before you were begging for his cock to fill you up. 

“Hmm, I love hearing you beg for Oppa’s cock. I wonder how tight you’ll feel wrapped around me.”

J HOPE.

You and Hoseok always had movie dates, and they were always harmless - curling up to one another, occasionally exchanging soft kisses, but somehow, Hoseok had ended up positioned between your thighs, thrusting his fingers in between your dripping wet folds. You whined at the feeling as his fingers pumped in and out of you, his long beautiful fingers working at a rapid speed.

“Do you think you’re ready for my cock?” He asked, removing his fingers from your entrance. You nodded, mumbling out a soft “yes.” He grinned at you in response, gripping onto your thighs, as he began to ease his length into you. Hoseok leaned himself down, burying his head into your neck as he let out deep grunts at the feeling of you around him.

“S-So fucking good, (Y/n). You feel so fucking good.”

V.

You were sprawled against the bed, completely naked, staring up hopelessly into Taehyung’s eyes, almost trying to signal to him through your expression how desperate you were for him. You and Taehyung weren’t very nervous about your first time together, as you had both shared your kinks to one another before hand, so you both knew what you both did and didn’t like. 

Taehyung deeply chuckled, admiring how needy and ready you looked all for him. He wanted to tease you, but this was both of yours first time together, so he wanted to give you what you wanted before putting his pleasure first before yours. 

Taehyung pushed his member in between your folds, letting his eyes flutter shut at the pleasure he felt. “S–Shit.. You’re so warm and tight for me.”

JIMIN.

After a stressful day at work, you were not expecting Jimin to be holding you against a wall, letting his warm tongue delve into your mouth, kissing you with all his might. Jimin slowly crept his hand underneath your shirt, and too his surprise, he found you without a bra. He smirked against your lips as he fondled with your breasts, your arousal already starting to grow. You wondered how far you both would take it, and you were hoping Jimin wasn’t going to leave you a needy, whiny mess, but Jimin was willing to take it however far you wanted to go. Asking before hand if you wanted to go further, to which you had said yes, he slid his hand up your skirt, removing your panties which were wet from your arousal. 

Jimin pushed a finger inside of you as you hoisted your leg up, and hooked it around his waist. You gripped onto his shoulders for your balance, letting yourself indulge in the pleasure you were feeling. 

“So tight around my fingers.. I wonder how tight you’ll feel wrapped around my cock.”

JUNGKOOK.

Jungkook was always busy - always occupied with work, meaning he never really had much time with you. Of course, with every opportunity he had which gave him some spare time, he’d always spend the time with you, however it was extremely rare for him to have any given time on his hands. 

It had been a couple of months since you had last seen Jungkook, as he was on tour, and he was arriving home shortly. You were excited - more than ever - to see him, especially as you had planned a secret surprise for him. The only thing you were wearing was red lingerie, which was his favourite colour on you, and you were extremely nervous to see his reaction.

Not long later, Jungkook arrived home, his mouth fallen agape, as he stared upon you, taking in every inch of your exposed skin. At first, Jungkook was a little nervous, as you had never made a bold move like this, but soon, the feeling faded, and he had you laid out across the bed for him, where he could see your beauty in better view.

“You’re so fucking stunning, you know that, kitten?”

Kitten. Jungkook always called you by that pet name, and you had always seen it as an innocent name, but the way he said it, his voice deep and hoarse, made you almost shiver.

With quick moments, his clothes were sprawled across the floor, and he pushed your panties aside, sliding his length in between your slick folds. A throaty groan ripped from his throat, and it was almost like a sound as if he had been longing for this feeling for a while. 

Ah, Kitten- you feel so good for me.”