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John Madden Narrates Touhou: Hidden Star in Four Seasons Edition

Been a while since I made one of these, so I decided to do a four-parter.

“We’re back, Bob, and what an amazing third down we have here. Aya Shammymammy is no stranger to fans, but this is the first time we’ve seen her on the offensive line. She has the speed, and that’s gonna help her as she’s up against Lilywhite, who came outta retirement just for this game. Just a simple zigging and zagging and she should break on through!“

“I gotta say, Bob, I don’t know what kinda interference Kamminy On is trying to run here, but a star runner like Aya should have no problem with this. It’s a classic fade and roll maneuver. I mean what is this? Is the defense slacking? This should be a cakewalk for Aya.“

“It looks like I spoke too soon, Bob! The defense has unleashed the dreaded Curvy Lasers play! That’s a gut buster right there. A seasoned player like Aya should know how to run this: it’s a classic column maneuver. You can’t let yourself get dazzled. You gotta stay focused on the front line and use some nimble footwork. Although I gotta say the defense must be pretty rattled to break out a play this old and-“

“HOLY SMOKES BOB! THEY’RE RUNNING THE PHANTOM AGAIN! We haven’t seen this defense in MANY seasons now. It’s pandemonium in the stands, Bob, listen to that crowd roar! Good thing Aya knows what she’s doing here - you can’t fake her out that easy. She’s gonna have to see the holes as she gets to ‘em, but wow. Just WOW, Bob! If this is what the defense has been throwing out in the first half, we are set for an AMAZING second half. Back to you, Bob!

Daddy Osterfield pt.1

Purely because I had an idea and I felt like writing because everyone’s been so nice to my first imagine. So enjoy this first part in a story I am so excited to write.

Warnings: none unless you don’t like one night stands or families disowning members.

Word count: 1312.

Tagging: @misshollander1 because you supported me :)

Part 2 is here

Watching your daughter run around, a small smile presented itself on your lips. She seemed so happy, as unaware of all life’s important lessons as she chased after your Dog in the park. The little ones blue eyes blinding you, much like her fathers did on the night you met. For a second you forgot and began to remember how that night progressed.

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anonymous asked:

dear laine, i have to know what's going to happen next with caroline working in klaus' bar! sincerely, a devoted reader :)

Back Office Intrigue (Part Two).

Part One here.

It takes a few weeks for Caroline to realize that something is off at the bar.

She’s settling in to Chicago nicely, had spent a weekend stalking garage sales so her apartment finally looked like someone actually lived there. She got a great deal on a little dining table and a set of chairs, couldn’t wait to have people over now that they actually had somewhere to sit. Her mom’s down to a single call filled with alarming crime stats every three days (a marked improvement from her twice daily briefings when Caroline had first arrived). Her classes are mostly interesting, save for the one with the drone-y professor. She figures 3 out of 4 ain’t bad at all. And she actually likes her job.

All in all, life is pretty sweet.

Caroline had been a mess internally while preparing to finally move out of Virginia. She’d had endless lists of worries, sleepless nights filled with anxiety, doubts about if she was doing the right thing. It was really nice to know that she’d done it, was well on her way to taking name and kicking ass, that she hadn’t let fear win.

She feels a little more settled, has grown comfortable at the bar and with her coworkers. Maybe that’s why she finally begins to notice the weirdness.

Klaus seems to practically live at work (though Enzo had informed her that wasn’t the case, that Klaus had a very nice place around the corner though he loathed entertaining his siblings so Enzo had only been inside twice). When in the bar Klaus spent a lot of time in his office, glued to his laptop or tablet. He did hop onto the floor whenever things got crazy or they were short staffed. Caroline appreciated it, figured it was rare. In all her years working at The Grille she didn’t think she’d seen the owner even uncap a beer let alone mix anything. He wasn’t super chatty from what she’d seen but he could turn it on with customers, left more than a few ladies discretely tugging their tops down to show more cleavage when he turned to pull bottles.

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I Need You

I Need You

Word count: 4.1K

Genre: angst, romantic smut

This was a request from @roleplaymeranda , hope you like it :)

You were antsy, waiting for Jungkook at home. This was the third night in a row that he’d gone out with his co workers. You were glad that he had friends at his new job. He had honestly worried so much about starting to teach at this new school. It was new and prestigious and he’d only graduated two years ago, but he had rocked his interview just like you knew he would.

You two had been married for a year and three months and even had a little dog named, Buster. It was true, the first year of marriage was hard. Despite the fact that you had dated for four years before he asked you to marry him. You’d met in college but you knew him before you’d became friends.

You had seen him in one of your classes a semester before one of your friends, Jimin, had introduced you. You thought he was gorgeous. You were in a class of over one hundred people and you sat toward the side, in the middle,  near the door. Jungkook had sat in the front row, in the middle. He was very sweet and always ready to answer questions, the teacher loved him. Luckily, you had taken a class pretty much exactly like it in high school because you definitely didn’t pay attention to anything but him.

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James Duff wants Rusty to be the lens by which he tells stories. Ok, fine, Rusty is the lens in this little one-shot:

She navigated her keys around the black box in her hand. Even on the drive home, she was unwilling to drop the box holding her commander stars into her purse – afraid that if she let go of it, it would disappear before her eyes.

Commander Raydor. Isn’t that just a kick in the head?

Andy kissed and congratulated her, then complained in the same breath that he was stuck cleaning up the debris while she strolled off with her little black box. Well, he’d gone out without orders and put himself in harm’s way – again – the least he could do was sweep up the dust and shattered glass that remained of her office. And he did it, because he loved her and he did whatever he could to make her life easier.

Commander Flynn also sounded awfully nice, come to think of it.

She didn’t even have a chance to toe off her heels when she caught sight of Rusty on the couch. The tv wasn’t on, the stereo wasn’t playing; he was just sitting, staring out the picture windows toward the green of Griffith Park.

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TW: Mentions of Attempted Rape

Morgan was going down tonight and although I wouldn’t be witness to it, I’d have the pleasure of knowing what was going to happen.

No one liked Morgan… well that’s a lie. Lots of people liked her. I did not. Neither did my friends. She was a waste of space and nothing special. Except for the fact she wanted to suck off Satan.

She was a witch.

It wasn’t like I saw her wearing a pentagram or chanting in tongues. But how else did she get everyone to like her? She was so boring. She was nice to literally everyone, even the shitty algebra teacher. She had all these friends, and no one had anything bad to say about her. Even when she ‘forgot’ to do an assignment, her teacher excused her and gave her another day.

Fat chance they’d ever do that for me.

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anonymous asked:

Darn your arts are super adorable. I think it'll be fun to see Buster trying to swipe Rosita off the floor or trying to lift her up. What do you think?

Aw thank you so much! ;v; 9

The fact that the characters have no problems with their sizes… I don’t know, I find it so awesome, even If it’s such a futile thing !

Like… You didn’t hear Buster, Mike or Meena complain about how small/big they are! It’s something important and… I dunno, I know that’s it’s just me, but I found that so nice !
I think that Buster would be conscious about his own stature and would be aware about the fact that he can not lift her
I dunno, I can’t imagine Buster trying to lift Rosita up, but… Just for this one time! *wink

Escape; pt. 9 (final)

Reader x Jungkook // (???)!AU // 6311 words

Originally posted by donewithjeon

Summary: Everyone has a number over their heads that says how useful they are to society from 0-100. You have a number ‘4’. You leave the city for some peace but you meet your cocky neighbor who seems to get on your nerves.

Genre: Fluff? 

Y/LN refers to your last name/family name

A/N: I’m so sorry it took me so long hehe but yeah. Alright guys it’s for real the last chapter haha. It’s been such a ride, love you all (’: As always, feedback is welcome!

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5  // Part 6 // Part 6.5 // Part 7 // Part 8 


“You,” The officer says turning to face Jimin and Jimin freezes, pure horror settling onto his features. “Come out. You’ve got a visitor.”

Jimin scrambles to his feet and almost runs out of the cell. He breathes out a sigh of relief when the officer slaps on the handcuffs again. He’d never thought he’d be glad to feel the cold metal on his wrist again.

The officer guides Jimin to the interrogation room once again and Jimin feels his heartbeat finally return to its normal pace. Jimin hoped that the officer would let him stay in the room a little longer considering that it was probably his lawyer who had come to see him.

The officer uncuffs Jimin and Jimin strolls in the room. He glances at the young man before him and approaches the chair cautiously. That’s not my lawyer.

Jungkook quickly rises to his feet and bows slightly at Jimin.

“Hi, Jimin,” He says timidly. “I-I’m Jungkook.”

“Yes, I recognize you,” Jimin replies with a smile. “How did you get in here? I thought they only allow family or lawyers,” He whispers.

“I… I called in a favour,” He whispers in return. He clears his throat before beginning, “Look Jimin, I want you to know that I wasn’t part of any of—“

“I know,” Jimin interrupts. “Your father and brother dealt with me directly, so…”

He felt an overwhelming sense of need to bombard Jimin with questions about you. If you had said where you were going or if you looked alright. You, you, you but he knew that would do him no good. He still needed to figure out how to convince you of his innocence.

“Jimin, you have to tell me what’s going on because I’m so lost and everything’s kind of just… going wrong so please,” Jungkook begs.

Jimin lets out a deep sigh. “Basically your family has dirt on me and used it against me to try to access the factory floorplans for Y/LN Logistics,” He explains. “Diadem was the security code in place to keep the plans safe. So, they somehow figured out that Y/N knew the code and hoped that you did. They got the code, I entered it, things went wrong and here we are,” Jimin says all in one breath.

The two of them sit in silence for a while as Jungkook attempts to process everything he just heard.

“Okay, wait… okay… but do you know a guy named Hoseok? That Y/N dated once but I mean I found out he also—“

Hoseok? Why does that name sound so familiar? Then it clicks. Hoseok.

“You mean Jung Hoseok? The one that works for your father?” Jimin asks.

“Yeah, how did you know?”

“Wait what does he have to do with this?”

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Nadia- “Well you need to see it from his point of view. He is proud to be your boyfriend. He wants people to know, because he wants to show you off.”

Buster groaned- “I just don’t like people knowing all of my business!“

Nadia- “Well to him it seems like you’re ashamed to be with him.”

Buster- “That’s crazy!”

Nadia- “You can’t control how others feel. You just have to decide if you care for him enough to do something about it.”

Buster sighed and laughed- “What would I do without you?”

Nadia leaned her head on his shoulder- “Crash and burn? It’s a good thing I grace you with my presence.”


So we’ve new updates again!!

Most of them are new pictures of what was already explained on this post. So even thought they updated the website with pictures of what was shown on Famitsu, I’m only going to update this posts with new information!


Linking both versions of the game this special place will be unlocked!

Seems like there will be a special gasha there and the possibility of obtaining special times. As an extra, seems like you can see the clerk’s special performance.


As has already been explained before, the new Yokai Watch will be able to transform into different items using the Core Parts, last time the Yokai Blaster was introduced this time it’s the Yokai Drill.

Of course, being a drill you’ll be using it to dwell on walls and dig and… stuff.

Yokai Cleaner (or what I like to call it, Yokai Roomba), if you dispatch it on an area it will obtain items and certain yokai medals for you. It’s a self-propelled AI (Artificial Intelligence) robot that can talk!


In the new website update we finally know the Doctor’s name!

Her name is Doctor Furansii (Francis/Francie), and with the special hammer developed by her you can defeat the zombies!

This new game mode looks a bit like a mix between the Demon Night and Yokai Watch Busters!

It appears at random but you can also defeat yourself from the zombies.


First of all it’s the Online Battle Mode, you can use this with people who are close to you who are your “Friends” or with “People you don’t know”. Or use the internet to do it online. There’s also a new character called the “Official Lady” (Koushiki Lady).

The Yokai Exchange is also back, and works the same as the Online Battle Mode.


Since most of the information was already revealed a few days ago I’m going to post some pictures that have been updated.

First is the Sakura International Airport and Keita meeting some new friends  in USA just after moving in.

Noosupisutaa (ノースピスタ) District, which is close to the ocean. Seems like you can find Tomnyan here, who is looking for tasty things to eat. You can also find a basketball court, the Jungle Hunter and even a circus!

Wonderunabirejji (Wondernabiledge?) is another new location which as a western feel. In this town you can also ride horses!

A few new screenshots from the game:

Most of these look like minigames, some of these will also help you power you your yokais!

That’s all for today!

A little Sherlolly Halloween Ficlet. Monstas!

“Daddy!” Holly screamed. “Daddy!”

“I’m here, sweetheart.” Sherlock said loudly, walking into her room and searching for the light switch. 

“Daddy!” The little girl cried.

“Daddy’s here, darling.” He reassured, finally finding the switch and turning on the light. His three year old daughter was sitting up in her bed, clutching at her blanket and her stuffed rabbit, Hoppy. “What’s wrong, baby?” He asked, coming over to sit on the edge of her bed. She crawled over to him quickly, wrapping her arms around his waist. 

“Monsta! Daddy, Monsta!” She cried. 

“Where? Where’s the monster, baby?” Sherlock soothed his youngest child. He rubbed her back as she continued screeching about the monster. 

She pointed to her closet door which was ajar and Sherlock had to get up to check. He didn’t believe in monsters, but he sure as hell knew there were a lot of things that could hide in a closet that were worse than his daughter’s imaginary monsters.

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DSM does Dave & Buster’s

“I’m sorry, but I have to give the gift card to Das Sound Machine,” the host of the riff-off says apologetically to the Bellas.

Das Sound Machine decides to be civil, and invite the Bellas to join them the following day. To be fair, they are pretty good, for losers that is.

“So, tiny maus, how would your group of Bellas like to join us tomorrow at this Buster and Dave’s,” Kommissar asks Beca.

“Y… y…. yeah,” Beca stammers out, trying to keep her cool even though Kommissar jumbles up her brain. “We’re gonna kick your ass,” Beca exclaims, hoping to sound more confident than she was.

“I suppose I should give you my number then tiny maus,” Kommissar says seductively as she reaches into Beca’s pocket to steal her phone and put her number in. “I’ll see you tomorrow then tiny maus,” Kommissar whispers in Beca’s ear as she puts the phone back in Beca’s pocket, and then saunters off.

What the hell just happened, and why am I so turned on?  Beca thought to herself while taking her phone out to see what Kommissar had done to her phone. She put her name as scissors. What could that mea- oooohhhh.

The Next Day
*phone rings*

“Who the fuck is calling at this time,” Beca bitches, as she checks her phone. Fuck. Beca fixes her hair right before she answers, as if the person the other line can see her currently. Before Beca can say anything when she picks up the phone, the other person starts talking. 

“Tiny Maus, did I wake you? It is noon after all,” that damn German goddess states.

“You did actually. I was having a really good dream too,” Beca says knowing that she can’t hide her yawn.

“I hope that dream was about me,” Kommissar states coyly. “Anyways, meet us at the Buster and Dave’s at 2. Don’t be late.” Before Beca could say anything, Kommissar had already hung up.

Why does she frustrate me so much? Beca thought to herself. “Girls, get ready. We’re going to Dave & Buster’s. We need to be there at exactly at 2. That means 2 hours girls. Let’s get moving,” Beca screams through the house.

“Beca, do you know where they are,” Chloe asks. Just then they hear yelling coming from somewhere in the building. “That must be them,” Chloe jokes.

“Come on, might as well help them out,” Beca states, leading the group into what feels like their death.

“Why can’t I buy these with the gift card? It has $42,000 on it. What are we supposed to do with it,” Kommissar is yelling at the poor girl back in store area where you collect their prizes.

“I’m sorry miss, but you have to use the gift card towards getting a game card, or food, not for buying prizes,” the employee says, scared out of her mind.

“And where do you-”

“Hi DSM, why don’t we help you guys with the games,” Beca steps in before Kommissar steps on the poor girl.

“Tiny Maus, that would be a good idea,” Kommissar thanks Beca, as their 2 groups make their way to where they came in to get game cards. “Now what do we do?”

“Excuse me,” Beca asks a server, “Is there anyway we can get $2,000 on 21 game cards?”

“Are you serious? Why are you spending that much here,” the server asks with a look of shock on his face.

“They won a $42,000 gift card here. Can you just do this so that they will stop scaring all the employees,” Beca practically begs the man.

“I suppose I have no choice. I’ll be right back,” the server leaves. He comes back 10 minutes later with a stack of 21 game cards ready to be used. “Here you all are. Have fun.”

“Thank you,” Beca says to him as she hands out the cards to everyone. “Let’s break up, and start playing,” Beca yells over the extremely loud music.

“Tiny Maus, will you play games with me? I would like some competition,” Kommissar says to her.

“You just want to get help on the games,” Beca says flirtatiously, hoping that she’s not wrong.

“You caught on quite quickly maus. Perhaps you are worthy to play against me,” Kommissar says cheekily.

“Ow,” someone yells, and it catches Beca’s attention. Turns out Fat Amy has found Jumpin’ Jackpot. Apparently it’s a jump rope game. Turns out she is not wearing the proper bra for it. Her boobs keeping slapping her in the face. Beca can’t help, but laugh at Amy constantly rubbing her face from the constant impact.

“Amy, why don’t you just stop playing on that one if you keep getting hurt,” Beca yells over to her.

“Beca, you don’t understand,” she yells back, completely out of breath, “I’ve won like 10 tickets so far! That’s like $10 right there!”
Beca can’t help but laugh at the fact that it is in no way how things work here.

“Tiny maus, you should focus on the basketball game. You’re going to need all the help you can get to beat me. Would you like a stool for an even playing field,” Kommissar jokes to Beca, hoping to get her attention.

“You are so on!”

30 minutes and 15 rounds later, Kommissar had accumulated at least 500 tickets, and Beca with a lousy 100. “No need for pouting maus, you put a good game, but I have height on you.” Just then Pieter came by them complaining that the machine wasn’t spitting out tickets.

“Just go talk to the people back where you get prizes. They’ll know what to do,” Beca tells him calmly, hoping he doesn’t go off on her for not really helping him.

Pieter walked off to talk to one of the employees. “What game is it that’s not working, so I can get a game tech to help you with it,” the employee asks with pep in her voice.

“Zat, uhhhhhh, the roller coaster game. I tried all of the different settings, and no tickets came out,” Pieter says her, clearly getting agitated at the fact that he didn’t get his tickets right away.

“I’m so sorry sir, but that game doesn’t give out tickets. It’s a -” she was cutoff by Pieter yelling.

“Vat do you mean I don’t get tickets? I spent a lot of money on that game! Now I demand my tickets,” he’s yelling at her. Every second his accent is getting thicker and thicker.

“I’ll be right back, I should probably keep him from killing her,” Beca says to Kommissar, only to realize that she had the same idea. They both make their way over to the desk. Kommissar says something to Pieter in German that Beca can somewhat make out. She must be trying to calm him down. It seems to be working at least. “I’m sorry. They’ve never been here before. They’re visiting from Germany. Try not to be too afraid of them. I’ll try to keep my eye on them too,” she says to the girl. Beca didn’t want the girl to start crying.

“So, shall we play more,” Kommissar asks Beca, with a hint of a smile on her face. She can’t help it. The feisty brunette is growing on her, and quickly too.

“You’re on ba-” Beca catches herself before completely embarrassing herself.

Given that it was a Saturday, and that their group had a lot of tickets, and people, the managers gave them an extra hour for getting the last of the tickets and get their prizes. They had been there 10 hours, but it didn’t seem that long. All the other guests had cleared out. Mostly scared of the Germans constantly cursing and kicking the machines when it didn’t go their way. Plus, after 11pm, it was 21+ and most of the people there were families. Their group would occasionally bring their tickets to get counted, and were shocked to see that they actually got weighed to determine the amount. They were shocked again to see that they got shredded after that.

“Okay guys, let’s get rid of these tickets, and pick out our prizes,” Beca tells the group enthusiastically, getting a smile out of Kommissar.

 The group collectively had about 1 million tickets. They bought almost everything. At least one thing of each.

“I would like that giant white bear up there please,” Kommissar said quietly to the girl, hoping to not draw anyone’s attention. “Please, be discrete. I want it to be a surprise.” The girl rings her up.

“I’ll be right back,” she tells her manager who is helping her back there. She returns a few moments later with a giant white bear. Before she could bring it any further, Kommissar had taken it right out of her hands, and hid it. Little did she know, the person the bear was for, was also getting her something too.

“Does everyone have everything,” Beca asks everyone before they leave.

“Actually, Beca,” Beca stops breathing when her name is spoken in the perfect German accent, “you don’t have everything. Follow me please.” She does as requested, hiding her bag behind her. “I won you this bear. I realize that it’s your size and all, but I thought it would be a way of remembering me after World’s,” Kommissar was almost in a whisper by the end. She couldn’t be rejected by her feisty maus.

“We think alike because,” Beca pulls out her bag, “I got you this hamster. It’s the closest I could get to a mouse. I wanted you to remember me too,” She said with the same tone as Kommissar had.

“I… I don’t know what to say feisty maus. This is so sweet,” Kommissar says looking Beca directly in the eyes. She tried to discretely look at Beca’s lips. Beca didn’t notice, but someone did because all of a sudden someone started yelling, “kiss her.” They both looked back to see that it was actually Pieter who yelled it.

With the biggest smile Kommissar could manage, she reached for Beca, practically picking her up, and kissing her passionately in front of their teams.
After they broke apart, and Kommissar put her down, all Beca could manage was, “you taste like cinnamon.”

Wisdom Teeth

1.      littlebreadstickmoose asked:

Can I get a samxreader fic where the reader just got her wisdom teeth out and she’s all happy on laughing gas and she tells Sam how hot he is and how she’s had a crush on him forever ect.

Word count :2048

Authors note : sorry its taking so long to post .I’m hoping to be posting more frequently .Thank you for all the support I can’t believe how much my blogs grown .I hope you enjoy I feel like I need to improve in my samxreader fics .What do you all think?







It was way too early to be up but you had the dentist appointment today .You slowly got out of bed you shut off the your alarm on your phone .you made your way to you’re the bathroom brushing your teeth mid-way you heard a knock on the door .You went to your door thinking it was way too early for this .Once you opened the door you saw the guy you’ve had a crush on since you met him no one other than the infamous Sam Winchester .You were shocked to see Sam he seemed way too happy for it to be too early.

    That’s not what shocked you the most though  .All he had on was a towel around the waist .He had just recently showered water was dripping from his hair .You got really nervous all of sudden it was hard enough to see him with clothes on now without them made it almost impossible to not just grab him and kiss him .You could clearly see how fit he was and it took everything to distract yourself so you just looked at his hazel eyes .It only made things worse because the sun from your window was hitting him right in the eyes causing his eyes to almost change color .what were you thinking so you looked lower to his upper chest only to see his peck flex .You had nowhere else to look but down only to see that all you were wearing was your underwear and a tight shirt  .You hid behind the door realizing that you were practically naked in front of Sam a little ashamed because man was Sam in good shape and you had always been shy about your body .You had to take control even though it was practically impossible .

“uhh hey Sam um what’s up.” you could tell Sam was acting a little weird to .I mean you two were standing practically naked in front of each other .

“uhh no I Just wanted to say to be ready in a half hour so were not late for the dentist .”

“Uhh I thought Dean was taking me.”

“Well how long did you think that was going to last he woke up half an hour earlier throwing me the keys saying that there’s no way in hell he was taking you this early and then he went back to bed .No way you’re getting him up either if he let me drive his precious baby that means he’s serious.”

“Wow I should have expected this.”

“Yeah I’ve always been the morning person anyways plus it’s no big Deal.”

“Sorry about this so I guess I should start to get ready.”

“Yeah me too ill wait for you in the car.”

“Ok Great thanks again Sam.”

He walked away and you closed your door .You thought to yourself I’m going to kill Dean .Now Sam gets to see me drugged saying stupid stuff and overly swollen cheeks wonderful .You started to get ready legging boots and you wanted to be comfy but there could be chance of blood and well you didn’t want to stain any of your shirts so you went to Deans room you put on a tank top then you headed to Deans room .You slammed the door open and walked in only to see Dean Wake up pointing a gun at you .

“What the hell Y/n .”

“That’s for not taking me and I’m taking your favorite shirt just so I don’t stain mine with blood. OH and I Our Deals off no homemade pies for a week.”

“Y/n I’m sorry it’s just I’m tired and I really don’t want to go to the dentist.”

You walked up to his bedside and grabbed him by the collar.

“Dean we had a Deal for god’s sake I was going to clean your weapons for a week and get pie yet you couldn’t wake up for a couple hours for my wisdom teeth removal. I’m mad and I will hold this against you .What’s nice is Sam’s doing this for free yet now he has to see me totally drugged and disgusting .You know why I needed this and now my nightmares coming true .”

You headed to his closet and grabbed his Army green shirt.

“y/n that’s my favorite one .I’m sorry but  If I’m totally honest I kind of wanted this to happen .i mean come on you’ve been in love with Sam forever being alone with him will help don’t you think . I kind of wanted to see how it was going to go .”

You looked at dean while you put his shirt over you tank top.

“I’m going to kill you when I’m no longer drugged and you’re going to find yourself a new best friend that helps you when you get drunk.”

“Y/n you can’t stay mad.”

You stormed out.

“Watch me.”

You headed to the car you saw Sam sitting in the driver’s seat .you smiled at him and he smiled back at you .Man his smile always made you feel better .you went up and sat in the passenger seat.

“So Dean told me where the dentist is are you ready?”

“Not really I’m ok with the whole surgery the dumb drug aftermath scares me .Can I just say now I’m sorry for everything I say.”

He laughed “Its ok I won’t judge you I’m a really bad drunk too.”

You both laughed.

“Man it feels good that we don’t have to listen to Deans singing and music.”

You laughed at Sam’s statement. You both laughed and talked on the way to the dentist .once you arrived you went up to the front desk with Sam they took you while Sam waited in the waiting room. Once the surgery was over you saw Sam walk in to the room he talked to your doctor .you had absolute no idea on what was going on and the cotton in your mouth felt weird.

“Hey Sammy “you got out of your chair and you went to hug him .you held on to him for a little too long you moved your hands on his back going a little too low at one point causing him stiffen .He was shocked to see you like this he didn’t know what to do .He didn’t know if it was the drugs or maybe you being honest .He couldn’t help but enjoy he liked you but he never thought you liked him back.

“Uhh y/n you ok?”

“Yeah just peachy I got a great feel.”

He laughed a little the doctor said

“Your girlfriends probably going to be like this for a while your either very lucky or not.”

You laughed “I wish I was his girlfriend I mean look at him and ive been in love with him since forever. He’s hot but no I can’t tell him doc though because then that’d be embarrassing so shhh lets keep it between us .”

The doctor laughed at your statement just by the fact that Sam was the one holding you up clearly being able to hear you .You yet oblivious to anything you were saying .Having no memory you of much of anything you looked up to see Sam.

“Oh hey Sam when did you get here shh doc don’t tell him.”

The doctor informed Sam of what he had to do .

“Ok so her cotton needs to be changed for the next half hour she has to eat soft food and she’s going to be weird for a while from the anesthetic.

“Doctor did you know me and Sam kill monsters for a living of course Sam looks a lot better doing it .”

“Ok I should take her home now.”

The doctor looked confused and a little shocked but laughed.

“Ok ghost busters you can both leave.”

You both walked out Sam helped you in the car.

“So y/n I know you’re drugged but do you really think I’m hot.”

You looked at him “You weren’t supposed to hear that shhh.”

He laughed “Ok then I’m Dean not Sam so tell me“

“No your Sam your hot Deans just goofy .You have the nice hazel eyes that make me like you even more every time I look at your eyes .Oh and the body I always check out when we go on hunts .I mean I’ve liked you since forever.” you giggled more you heard your stomach growl a little bit after “I’m kind of hungry Sam and for food not you for once  .”

“Let’s get Dean to buy you some ice cream then.”

“Yay ice cream I knew I liked you for your brains too.” He smiled at your statement.

“You have to change your cotton though.”

“Ok Sam anything for you.”

You slowly changed your cotton. Sam drove you to the bunker first. he didn’t want to leave you alone in a car for too long so he decided Dean could go get the ice cream while he took care of you at the bunker. .When you arrived Sam helped you to the couch .Dean came up to you

“ how’s it going druggy .”

“Hey you’re the guy I helped when a girl kicked you out in your underwear after having sex.”

“Y/n shut up”

It was too late though Sam heard you.

“Really Dean “

“I’m going to go get y/n her ice cream and we’re never talking about this again.”

Sam laughed “Oh we totally are.”

“Sam come sit with me I miss you.”

Dean looked at Sam shocked when he saw Sam smile more than usual when he went to grab a blanket to cover you and grabbed ice for your chipmunk cheeks.

“Sam what did she tell you.”

“She’s drugged Dean nothing she probably meant.”

Dean walked back up to you.

“Y/n did you tell Sam you liked him?”

‘No just the doctor shhh or he’ll know.”

“She told you didn’t she.”

“You knew “

“Yeah she got drunk one night I just can’t believe it happened like this.”

Sam looked like he got mad. ”You knew and you never told me for god’s sake I never thought I had a chance .you’re a jerk I told you I liked her and you knew and never told me or her.”

“Hey you both told me to stay quite so I did.”

You couldn’t control how you were feeling so you started to cry.

“Don’t fight please “you felt tears falling down your face.

They both turned around shocked .They both didn’t know what to do you never cried .sam took care of the situation.

“Y/n its ok we’re not mad Deans going to go get ice cream for you.”

You sniffled a little . ”Oh ok get my favorite Dean “

“I will “


“You started to get sleepy though but you didn’t want to sleep alone .

“Sam I’m tired .”

“Then let’s go to bed”

“Ok you went to your room your bleeding had stopped so you removed the gauze .Sam was right behind you helping you .You decided you didn’t want to sleep in your own room though so you walked out Sam was confused on what you were going to do .You stepped in his room and went to his closet you took off Deans shirt and your tank top and grabbed one of Sam’s you put it on while Sam was standing behind you .you slipped it on and smelled it .After you put it on you took off your boots then your pants and you went to Sam’s bed .you pulled Sam behind you .you both lied in bed he gave you more ice to put on .He lied down next to you and you put his hand around your waist .


“Yeah y/n?”

“I love you always have. “You giggled after

“Me too y/n “

“I Feel like a marshmallow man hehe.”

“You’re the cutest one I know y/n “

You couldn’t help but laugh.

“You’re the hottest friendly giant I know too Sam.”

You started to fall asleep feeling Sam kiss you on your forehead .You fell asleep not knowing what was to come when you woke up.

Originally posted by out-in-the-open

Election Day 2016

*A country divided celebrates as Hillary Rodham Clinton is elected president of the united states, the crowd at the Hillary event is in hysteria as she proudly accepts the office of the presidency and celebrates her victory over Donald J. Trump*

Hillary Clinton: Let us be glad! Let us be grateful! Let us rejoicify that goodness could subdue the wicked workings of you know who!

*A lone Bernie-or-Buster steps out of the crowd and shouts at her:*

Bernie-or-Buster: Hillary! Is it true you were his friend?

Hillary: Well, that depends on what you mean by friend. I did know him…. that is… our paths did cross…. at school.

*Enter a hopeful young Donald J. Trump carrying two suitcases on his first day of university. The populace is disgusted by his orange skin, but he soldiers on*


In the end, the movie night Olivia had arranged hadn’t been as bad or as stressful as Erin had anticipated it to be. Sure, she had been nervous about spending all night with Holtzmann, but those nerves had been present ever since she had properly come to terms with her feeling for the engineer a couple of months ago. Of course she had been attracted to Holtzmann before that, but back then she had assumed it was just a biological reaction to the woman’s flirting. With Olivia to think of, she hadn’t wanted to risk breaking up the team over a one night stand.

Speaking of her daughter, she had fallen asleep on the couch between them towards the end of Cinderella. Having learned that Holtz had never watched a Disney movie before, both mother and daughter had been equally shocked, and had insisted they begin educating Holtz on the wonderful world of Disney.

After realizing Liv had fallen asleep, Erin had carefully taken her daughter in her arms and carried her to the guest bedroom - a room Holtz had cleared out once it had become apparent Erin sometimes was too tired to take Liv all the way back to her own apartment.  Holtz had offered to help out, of course, pausing the movie, but Erin had insisted the engineer finished watching it. (‘Erin, I can help-’ ‘Holtz, I swear to god, your Disney education is severely lacking if you haven’t seen this movie so just finish it.’)

After tucking her daughter in, Erin walked back to the living room, slowly giving in to exhaustion. Flopping back down on the couch next to Holtzmann, she couldn’t suppress a yawn. Being a single mother wasn’t all it was cracked up to be, even with all her friends occasionally helping out. And as much as Erin adored her daughter and wouldn’t trade her for the world, the constant pressure sometimes took its toll on her. 

She had never expected to be in this situation. Here she was, 44 years old, a formerly respected professor of particle physics at Columbia University, currently balancing somewhere between ‘respected Ghostbuster’ and ‘terrible fraud’, a single mother of a beautiful little girl who had been the result of a terrible one night stand, and currently crushing horribly on one of her closest friends. If anyone had told Erin 5 years ago this was what her life would be like now, she would have laughed in their face.

Still, this was what her life was like now, juggling a career involving the physics of the paranormal with taking care of a toddler while trying to fend off public ridicule best she could. Turning her head to look over at Holtz, she smiled weakly, knowing she never could have managed this without any of her fellow busters. Holtz more than anyone constantly seemed willing to take care of Liv and indulge in the child’s whims, even if Erin didn’t always approve of all of them. “You know… I really appreciate you doing this for Liv. I know she can be a handful at times.”


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Home, let me come home

Home is wherever I’m with you

Home, let me come home

Home is wherever I’m with you


She’s eight and he’s ten. They meet on the old playground down the street from her house with the broken red seesaw. She skins her knee when she jumps off of the swings and he rushes to her side to help her despite not even knowing her. She’d seen him at the playground before, always following around a little short brown haired spitfire of a seven year old. The artist deep inside her, even at eight years old, wanted to draw him from the moment she first saw him. His freckles, his curly dark hair, his smile as helped her over to the bench, everything about him.

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