in hindsight this was a better idea at the time

taekook rec: december 2016

fever chills by cleo_withoutthepatra

“Taehyung looks down at the thermometer and feels his blood run cold and there it is - the moment you realize you’ve let things go on how they are for too long and now it’s too late.”

or, alternatively: the one where jungkook works himself straight into sickness (per usual), only this time is different and taehyung doesn’t know what to do

taehyung’s currency by TaeAndKookies

The five times they kiss and the one time it means something.

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Sometimes being wet isn’t all that great [Simon/Reader]

My first request by the lovley @miniminterx It’s not as long as i’d of hoped but i still hope you like it anyway.

In hindsight, filming a video with Simon was a good idea, because what’s better than spending time with your amazing boyfriend and getting content out for his channel?  

Yeah, you thought it was great too, until he brought in enough bottles of water to fill the Atlantic, a grin across his face as he said you’d be having a round of innuendo bingo.

“Si do we have to do this”
You say to him, with the slightest hint of a whine in your voice, hoping it’s enough for Simon to at least get someone else to fill your spot. But this is Simon, so all he has to do to make you give in is flash you his big blue eyes and you’re fucked. He kisses the top of your forehead, knowing you’ve already given in - in fact when you think about it, you’re more whipped than he is.


It’s far from smooth sailing - which really, you’re hardly surprised at. Every little joke sets Simon off, and in return for him losing, you get absolutely soaked by ice cold water. It’s entertaining for the boys of course, JJ and Josh are sat behind the camera trying to contain their laughter at just how wet you are.

You stick your finger up at then, mouth still full with water which sets the two of them off, and almost like a catalyst reaction, you start laughing too. The rest of the filming is fine, you start to give in more and laugh even if things aren’t that funny - just to get Simon soaked if anything. Because despite this being a video and JJ and Josh still watching, you can’t pass up the opportunity to see your hot as fuck boyfriend soaking wet.

“Hey Si, I think your bird is enjoying this a little *too* much”
JJ snickers, and if it wasn’t for the fact he was sat on the sofa, you’d of thrown your entire bottle of water over his stupid face.


You’re thankful when it’s over, and can jump in a hot warm shower and change into something much more comfortable. But before you can even strip out of your socks, Simon all but throws you onto his bed, and rests his forearms either side of your head.

“Y'know, I kind of like it when you’re this wet”
Simon says, in that slightly lower and more rough voice he knows makes your knees weak.
“Well-” You start, with a small smirk making its way onto your face.
“I plan on getting a hell of a lot wetter, if you’d like to join me?”
Simon bites his lip, his eyes flicking away for just a brief moment before they settle back on your face.
“I’d love to”

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1. “Are you kidding me?”
2. “What is going on?”
3. “Please tell me that was you?”
4. “How long have you been stood there?”
5. “Let me in.”
6. “Why is it so cold?”
7. “Paint is meant to go on the wall not your face.”
8. “Are you okay?”
9. “How long have you known?”
10. “That could’ve gone better.”
11. “You really thought that this was a good idea?”
12. “Where am I?”
13. “It’s One in the morning.”
14. “Let’s bake!!”
15. “Why are you holding our child like Simba?”
16. “I don’t trust you.”
17. “I hate you…”
18. “Don’t talk to me.”
19. “Just stay away from me okay?”
20. “You don’t know what it feels like…”
21. “They’re dead…”
22. “What do I do?”
23. “I’m pregnant…”
24. “This is going really badly. It’s like watching a car crash in slow motion.”
25. “I wasn’t staring! I was watching…intently.”
26. “This is what you call handling the situation?”
27. “Truth or Dare?”
28. “They’re your child before 5AM.”
29. “We’ve watched 12 episodes we need to stop now.”
30. “You know you can talk to me right?”
31. “Everything is going to be fine.”
32. “Aw, you’re so cute.”
33. “Don’t make me come over there.”
34. “Run.”
35. “Calm down.”
36. “Dance with me.”
37. “Just stop talking.”
38. “It’s getting late…”
39. “Wait. Are we lost?”
40. “Don’t go…”
41. “This is…a strange turn of events.”
42. “Everything we do is weird to everyone else but us.”
43. “That was the police…”
44. “Bro…”
45. “Please don’t hate me. I couldn’t bare the thought of not seeing you every day…”
46. “This is as far as I had got plan wise I’m afraid.”
47. “And now it’s snowing. Brilliant.”
48. “Yay…road trip.”
49. “Let’s play 20 questions.”
50. “What makes you happy”
51. “It’s complicated…”
52. “After everything…I’d still choose you.“
53. “This could only happen to me.”
54. “Say something…”
55. “Come here…”
56. “Don’t shut me out.
57. “What are we waiting for?”
58. “We need to talk…”
59. .“We can’t keep doing this.”
60. "Haven’t you read that already?”
61. .“I can’t stand back and watch you do this…”
62. “You’re such an idiot.”
63. .“Why did you kiss me?”
64. .“Don’t pretend you’re not having fun.”
65. .“PUPPY!”
66. .“Do you really think I could replace you?”
67. “Because I love you…”
68. .“Duck.”
69. “I said there was a plan, I never said it was a good one.”
70. “Put. The snowball. Down.”
71. .“Did you just smile?”
72. .“When did things get this hard?”
73. "I suppose…we’re all stories in the end.”
74. “Did you have to hit me?”
76. .“Come inside…”
77. “You deserve better than that.”
78. “You’d do that for me?”
79. “You were willing to give up everything…”
80. “Oh for the love of god just kiss already!”
82. “Are you saying goodbye?”
83. “Another life…”
84. “Well that was stupid.”
85. “You love me really.”
86. “That was smooth.”
87. “Sometimes, the hardest thing and the right thing are the same.”
88. “I have a very good explanation for all of this.”
89. “Wait…are you actually struggling for something to say?”
90. “Nice save.”
91. “Do you want me to go?”
92. “What are you even talking about?”
93. .“How are you allowed out in public…”
94. “I’m going to stay, okay? I’m going to stay with you.”
95. “And when were you planning on telling me this?”
96. “Because…I care about you…”
97. “That’s stupid! Let’s do it!”
98. “Why am I friends with you.”
99. “It’s okay! You’re safe, I promise. It was just a nightmare.”
100. .“What is it? What happened?”
101. "It could’ve been worst.”
102. “what an appalling piece of advice!”
103. “Pizza and a movie?”
104. “If you weren’t so cute…”
105. “I mean you could’ve just stopped talking?!”
106. “You’ve been awake for 48 hours this isn’t healthy.”
107. “I think we should take you to hospital…”
108. “Please say you know who I am?”
109. “It must be awful to look at the person you love and for them to look back at you and have no idea who you are…”
110. “Nobody is invincible…”
112. “I would never forget.”
113. “Oh my god that rain is vicious.”
114. “Is it bedtime?”
115. “How’s my little soldier?”
116. “Bored. Bored. Bored.”
117. “Your go.”
118. “Stop staring.”
119. “Oh. Bit of a domestic going on.”
120. “You really don’t believe me…”
121. “What now?”
122. “I’m sorry, you’ve been cheating on me how long?”
123. “Look, I’m sorry I put you off when you were playing Mario Kart. Please can you let me back in now…”
124. “Don’t worry I took care of your animal crossing town whilst you were ill, I did all the weeding and helped almost pay off your loan.”
125. “Let’s get you to bed.”
126. “How can something so small be so loud?”
127. “Here. Take my jacket.”
128. “I’m not special. I’m nothing.”
129. “I don’t want to lose you.”
130. “I have calculated how far that window opens. Take it as a warning.”
131. “How was that supposed to help?”
132. “Come to bed.”
133. “Please sit down. I can’t pick you up off the floor of you fall over.”
134. “Look at me. Are you hurt?”
135. “How much longer can we keep doing this?”
136. “We could be happy…”
137. “Are you an actual idiot?”
138. “I may have..sort of… just adopted four dogs…”
139. “We’ve watched this film 7 times.”
140. “I could kiss you!”
141. “Are you limping?”
142. “On a scale of one to ten how illegal is this?”
143. “Wh..what do I do? Tell me what do I do?”
144. “Will you stay with me?”
145. “I’m doing this to protect you.”
146. “I’ve nearly lost you once. I’m not risking it again.”
147. “Two minutes. Just give me two minutes…”
148. “Welcome home.”
149. “I don’t belong anywhere…”
150. “What about us?”
151. “You are the human version of a headache.”
152. “I’m not sure how much more of this I can take.”
153. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
154. “Just take my word for it.”
155. “Look, we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.”
156. “Sorry I stopped listening about ten minutes ago. What on earth are you talking about?”
157. “I thought I knew you but now? I don’t know…”
158. “Respect and trust go both ways.”
159. “Oh ye of little faith.”
160. “Well, I just put 2 and 2 together…”
161. “It’s a stupid stupid idea.”
162. “Why do I let you talk me into these things?”
163. “When are you going to stop pretending that nothing ever hurts you?”
164. “Who put you in charge?”
165. “What did your last slave die of?”
166. “In your dreams.”
167. “We make a pretty good team you and me.”
168. “Leave it. It’s not worth it.”
169. “I didn’t want to get you involved.”
170. “I shouldn’t have come…”
171. “We know how it’s going to end…we always have…”
172. “Do you know what’s it’s like? Wanting to give up but knowing you can’t because everyone else needs you to be strong.”
173. “I’m guessing that wasn’t part of the plan.”
174. “I haven’t got time for this.”
175. “What happened to being one of the good guys?”
176. “What was that you just threw at me.”
177. “If I have to do this then so do you.”
178. “Are you angry?”
179. “Why are you being so nice to me?”
180. “What if this isn’t how it’s supposed to be? What if we’re just clutching at whatever time we’ve got?”
181. “Maybe I wasn’t meant to have friends…maybe I’m supposed to be alone?”
182. “Ugh I do not have an interest in football I can’t believe you made me come here.”
183. “I’m too late aren’t I?”
184. “Don’t quote ‘Only Fools And Horses’ at me I’m trying to be dramatic.”
185. “Even if I wasn’t awake I would be now.”
186. “I fall for it every time.”
187. “Don’t ever do that to me again!”
188. “Are you safe? Where you are now…tell me that if nothing else. Are you safe?”
189. “I want my family back.”
190. “I’m just tired.”
191. “I bet you think you’re funny.”
192. “Real monsters are human…learnt that a long time ago.”
193. “I had a weird dream about you last night.”
194. “If you’re going to have your friends round you’ve got to play nice.”
195. “Oh well that’s made me feel much better.”
196. “Did they lay a finger on you?”
197. “Of all the things to be hereditary.”
198. “You owe me a new door.”
199. “I’m going to bed because I can’t cope with this anymore.”
200. “Next time an idea forms in that head of yours share it with the group.”
201. “text me when you get there.”
202. “In hindsight it wasn’t my best idea.”
203. “Is that my hoodie?”
204. “Excuse me but let me get this straight. You want me to sleep here? In the haunted house?!”
205. “Okay well that’s broken.”
206. “But…it was so real…”
207. “Look, I appreciate you trying to be kind but you’re really not helping…”
208. “Drive!”
209. “Well this is it. This is how it ends!”
210. “Don’t look at me in that tone of voice.”
211. “How many energy drinks have you had?”
212. “As the adult here I shouldn’t be encouraging this.”
213. “Okay so we just follow the recipe. I mean how hard can it be?”
214. “Hi. Yeah. I’m lost and have less than £10 on me and my phone is on 3% Erm. Help. Please…”
215. “What the fluffing beans was that?”
216. “My stress lessons reached crying in McDonalds yesterday but apart from that I’m fine.”
217. “Why does coming to a fair make me feel 12 years old?”
218. “I wanted to tell you. I really did. But how could I?”
219. “I was falling apart and no one could tell…”
220. “I’m you’re real dad/mum.”
221. “Well…this has certainly been the most entertaining evening…”
222. “I’ve seen enough episodes of Poirot to know nothing good ever happens on a train.”
223. “When are you going to realise that what you do effects everyone around you?”
224. “The memories hurt more.”
225. “I wish I’d just…I wish I’d done more whilst I had the chance…”
226. “We’re best friends because our parents could not cope with us as twins.”
227. “We’ve all lived through our own horrors and I think, no matter how fast we run, they’ll always catch up with us in the end.”
228. “I was replaceable…”
229. “Someone just ran us off the road.”
230. “If we’re going we have to go now.”
231. “I knew someone was missing from my life. I just didn’t know who…”
232. “We were young and messed up.”
233. “What do you know? You don’t know anything!”
234. “I wish I’d never met you.”
235. “I was scared you’d leave.”
236. “I don’t like the person I’ve become.”
237. “Why do you even put up with me?”
238. “He/she’s better of without me.”
239. “When did everything become so tragic.”
240. “Everyone has that story they never tell.”
241. “I’m leaving. I’m sorry but…i just can’t do this anymore..
242. "If you’re gonna be like that do it yourself.”
243. “Why do I let him/her treat me like that?”
244. “I’ll take them to school today.”
245. “I’m sick of everyone thinking I’m someone I’m not.”
246. “Just give me your hand.”
247. “Don’t do this…”
248. “You were always there when I need you.”
249. “Mind if I join?”
250. “Maybe we’ll just have to figure this out together.”

Westallen Gift Exchange | For: for-a-small-fe

Title: when you wake up the world will come around

Author: cor flashgustin (pinch hitted)

Rating: General

Word Count: 2,685

Prompt: I have this head cannon that when Iris gets sick she is stubborn and refuses to admit it. So I’d love a story where Iris is sick on a night that she’s invited Barry and Eddie over for movie night, and she refuses to cancel. Because Barry knows her so well, he’s able to take care of her despite her protests that she’s not sick. Eddie sees how well they work together and how she lets herself be vulnerable with Barry in a way that she isn’t with anyone else. 

happy holidays, and i hope you enjoy it! <3

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You may or may not have noticed that there’s been a lack of content on my blog in the past couple weeks…well, there’s a big reason for that. I’ve been doing a lot of reflection on the current state of my life and the direction I want to be heading towards—something over which I’ve been at war with myself for a long while now—and although I don’t envision myself detaching entirely from the Tumblr community, I think the time’s come where I need to move on from Supernatural.

My decision has nothing to do with the show, the actors, or the fandom in of itself. I’ve been lucky enough to avoid negativity/hate for the most part, and I’ve met some pretty darn amazing people because of Supernatural, fans and actors alike. I’ll always hold those experiences close to my heart. My reason for leaving has more to do with the fact that I’ve allowed the show to have a much stronger hold on my life than what’s healthy, and I haven’t really been living because of it.

Point blank, I’m fed up with being someone who does little more than exist on this planet.

I’m an introvert. I don’t make friends easily. And when I do have relationships, they run deep. I am someone who feels emotions wholly; compassion, understanding, and sensitivity to others are among my stronger personality traits. Packaged with a predisposition to depression and anxiety, I’ve never been able to deal with change and/or loss of a relationship very well. I won’t go into the details, but after experiencing hurt, rejection and betrayal on multiple occasions, I shut down and cut myself off from others completely, and I did it by escaping to the fictional realm—because at least then, I had a sense of control. It gave me the benefit of experiencing emotions vicariously through fictional relationships but without the pain of real ones.

For a while, I was comfortable and complacent in that place. The outside world no longer mattered. But over the years, remaining in that place made me cold and callous, and whoever I used to be, whatever dreams I had for the future, were suppressed and buried. My own growth had stagnated in my emotional stasis, and I eventually realized that my life was atrophying, slipping right through my fingers. The more unfortunate matter is that I had also become stubborn, refusing to move forward and out of that place because, quite frankly, it terrified me. I knew that the moment I opened my eyes and tried to step outside of the fantasy bubble I’d created for myself, I’d be staring into this black, gaping abyss with no idea how I was ever going to pull myself out of it, especially since I didn’t know who to trust.

I’m sure there are fans who’ve dealt with similar situations far better than I, but when you look beyond the surface, it doesn’t take much to see that the SPN fandom is a largely unhappy place. There’s a lot of good that’s come out of it, too—there’s no denying that, either—and that J2M have been running campaigns to raise awareness of mental health issues and setting up a crisis network to respond to those kind of needs still completely blows my mind. But there’s a correlation here that no one seems to be willing and/or informed of the situation enough to broach: perhaps there are so many depressed people within the fandom (and fandom culture in general) because we’re looking to the medium, the characters and the actors as a way to escape an undesirable reality, and in turn, by essentially substituting the real world with an imaginary one, the depression is never truly addressed, thus propelling the downward spiral.

Granted, escapism is only a coping mechanism, not the root of the problem. I would also be remiss not to acknowledge that there are healthy forms of escapism. Sometimes we simply need a little reprieve from our daily lives, whether that be watching a movie, playing a game, reading a book, or partaking in any kind of hobby for a short while. But that’s not the type of escapism I’m talking about here; I’m talking about the type that evolves into prolonged evasion, the type that limits or prevents us from functioning in our normal lives because it’s more or less a form of addiction. And at the core of it, I think one of the main reasons why a good chunk of this fandom is so unhappy—why I’ve been so unhappy—is because some of us are looking to fulfill a deeper need that the instant gratification of fantasy cannot and will not ever come close to satisfying. You can go as far as meeting the actors and having conversations with them, but at the end of the day, they can’t give us what we’re looking for. Not really. And we likely already recognize that to some extent, but when it comes to what we feel in our hearts, because they’ve made such an impact on our lives, often there’s a longing to communicate that to them because we want to be able to return even a tiny fraction of how much they’ve touched us. Because we want to be validated. Because we want to matter. These are perfectly natural feelings to have. It’s part of what makes us human. But if you’re looking for these kind of answers in a place where your soul isn’t being fed, where parts of your life are wasting away or being destroyed instead of flourishing, then clearly it’s not the answer.

I get it. Tumblr is one of the biggest (and most effective) conduits of escapism. No one wants to think about the cold, hard truth because we come here to find a haven in temporary comforts, and the fact that we often presume people in real life would brush off our interests as a weird obsession only pushes us further into isolation. But you know what? I hate that no one talks about it. I hate that we live in the fear that we’ll be shamed for it if we do, labeled as “crazy” or “pathetic.” Because at best, outsiders don’t understand. At worst, they’re cruel. Either way, we end up stuck in that vicious cycle all over again, burying deeper and deeper until we’ve insulated ourselves from everything and everyone.

Until we feel safe.

Maybe we’re running from someone or something else. Or maybe more to the point, we’re running from ourselves. Maybe we despise our lives so much that our only escape is to rely on the happiness of two fictional characters. Because even if it’s fake, even if it’s nothing more than a distraction, it’s better than having to stare down into that void, that utter brokenness inside ourselves. You know those posts about being invested in a fictional couple’s love life more than your own? Honestly, the idea makes me want to break down in tears now because it’s so. True.

I don’t want to feel like that anymore.

In hindsight, that my Jensen and Misha op at Minncon turned out to be a bust was actually a blessing in disguise. At the time, I was inexplicably upset about it, and I tried to blame it on hormones and shrug it off. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I wasn’t upset because it didn’t turn out the way I wanted; I was upset because that deeper need to connect with people and forge meaningful relationships was not being met. I was upset that I had poured so much of my thoughts and time and effort into something that I knew would never be able to reciprocate. And so I was forced to make a painful choice: continue down the same path and deny the fact that I was absolutely miserable, or muster up the courage to break free of the prison I’d created for myself and drastically change my life.

I finally picked the one that’s long been overdue.

I still think the SPN cast is full of some of the nicest people in the world, and I will eternally be grateful for Misha. Truthfully, he’s been an integral part of the catalyst that brought me to this conclusion in the first place—the example that he’s set for reaching out to others and finding ways to meet their needs woke me up, nearly literally. It reignited a passion I had for helping people on emotional levels that had been buried for years, and although I initially fought against it because I was scared of putting myself out there again, I couldn’t ignore that voice forever. I can’t really explain it other than when you know in your heart that it’s the right thing to do, you just know it (hint: it’s usually the most difficult thing to do). I knew that I wasn’t meant to be living life the way that I was; I knew that I needed to open my eyes and step outside of myself; I knew that I was meant to make a difference; I knew I was meant for more.

I’ve started by getting involved in volunteer opportunities or ways I can give to my community, but on what I hope will eventually be a much larger scale, I have a vision for the future. It’s something that will take years to build, I’m certain, but Misha’s also taught me to dream big, and I know the idea won’t let go of me until it comes to fruition. Somehow, I want to create a network that would bridge the gap for those who want to find a way out of their isolation and escapist tendencies, those who want to do more with their life than simply exist, and then provide them with the tools and motivation to work through their issues and fill the needs that would open doors for establishing and cultivating real relationships and discovering their own true passions so that they can bloom into the person that they were created to be. There are resources and support groups for people who suffer from mental illness and/or struggle with addiction, but there really isn’t anything that specifically focuses on problems related to the detrimental effects of how disconnected from society people have become. And I want people to feel like they can be more open about these kinds of struggles so that maybe there wouldn’t have to be this huge negative stigma surrounding escapism. So that maybe it wouldn’t give people an excuse to sweep it all under the rug and continue to fight a losing battle of ignoring the problem; that people would realize that escapism is a much more serious issue than it gets credit for, especially with the advance of technology and social networking sites allowing it to become much more prevalent. That it isn’t weird or pathetic at all because at the heart of it, we’re all the same. Sooner or later, we all end up dealing with an emptiness that we try to fill up. We just have different ways of doing it.

So, even though I’m bringing this post and my involvement in the SPN fandom to an end, this is really where my story is just beginning. I may eventually delete this blog and my AO3 fics, but for the time being, I’ll leave them up. I won’t be responding to any further asks/messages on this particular blog; however, if you wish to remain in contact with me, I’ll be more than happy to continue corresponding with people on my personal blog @tinfoilunicorn, which I plan on using more often again; just kindly note that I don’t really want to talk about anything SPN-related if it’s pure fangirling (if it’s important to bring up for purposes of discussing personal issues/experiences, that’s totally fine).

If I don’t talk to you, I wish you all the very best, but as my dream about Misha earlier this year oddly seemed to predict, it’s time to move forward with my life. Honestly, now that I’ve finally gotten unstuck, I don’t remember the last time I had this much joy and hope for what’s to come.

So That’s a ‘No’ Then?  (part 2/?) (Steve Rogers x reader)

Apparently there’s popular demand for part two, so I guess this isn’t a one-shot anymore!  I hope you enjoy!

Part 1

It felt like you had been walking for days.  That was the beauty of New York; it went on forever and anonymity wasn’t as hard to achieve as one might think.  The crying had finally subsided somewhere around mile four, if you had to guess.  The anger really kicked in around mile six; you celebrated the new, colorful and mostly vulgar names you had assigned to Steve and Tony, looking forward to a satisfying verbal battle. But it was short-lived, as between miles eight and nine you just felt defeated and all you wanted was to burrow deep into your bed and never come out.  Screw you, hormones.

Ice cream.  Must find ice cream.  

No.  Something salty.  Didn’t New York have pretzel stands on every block?  

Oh yes, pizza.  Come to mama.


Ok, so pizza may not have been the best choice.  You had started to read the pregnancy books Steve had given you, but they really didn’t do justice to the nausea and amount of vomiting that actually happens.  So much for keeping a low profile.  In hindsight, the ice cream may have been a better choice on the replay.


Alright, we can do this.  Two more miles and we’re home, kid.  

Wow, you’re really in there, aren’t you?  

It wasn’t that you didn’t want this to happen.  You have had so many discussions with Steve about starting a family, but the right time just never came.  The conversations always ended with ‘someday’, and took a backseat to the missions at hand.  The team had always come first; an idea that sounds ridiculous now given your new situation. Since joining the Avengers, you had finally found the family you wanted.  No, the family you needed.  Your commitment and loyalty to the team is who you are now.  Steve had been the biggest part of that transformation in you, but now, this was a side of your Captain that you had yet to witness for yourself.      

Honestly, there was a part of you that thought that Steve would never be ready.  He didn’t know that you heard his comment to Tony, that a different man came out of the ice than the one who went in 75 years ago. This wasn’t planned.  Not right now.  Was he just scared?  Because he’d be hard pressed to match the fear you were feeling.  Selfishness be dammed, you were happy with your life the way it was.  You weren’t ready to give up saving the world.  It felt like your true purpose.

Great, more tears.  Couldn’t wait until we got home, huh?

About three blocks from the tower you were startled by a loud roar overhead.  Looking up you saw Tony fly over, followed by the Quinjet. What was going on?  Tapping each pocket, only then did you realize that you had forgotten your phone, angry to just get away from everyone as you rushed out the door.  

If they’re looking for me, I’m never going to live this down.

Running the last few blocks, you rushed through security to get upstairs, hoping someone from the team was still there.  Hesitantly, you opened yourself to outside emotions, trying to get a read on what was happening.  Steve must still be there.  The raging anger you felt from him before had calmed down, coupled now with anxiety and remorse.  That’s right, Cap.  You should feel like a jerk.  There was only one place he could be; you ran to the gym to see him there, furiously punching and kicking the bag with sloppy and random hits, panting and sweaty.

“You know, for a team of superheroes and master spies, you all suck at finding people.”

He spun around so fast to face you he nearly lost his balance.  He charged forward, pushing you back against the wall.  “You were gone for hours.  You left your phone behind.  Do you realize that all I could think of was the worst happening to you?  What the hell were you thinking?”

“I was thinking that I am terrified, Steve!  Have you even stopped to consider what I am feeling right now?  I wasn’t ready for this yet!”  Shoving him back, he stumbled a little, but he was firmly planted in place as if to cling to his self control.  “This is between you and me, Rogers.  You had no right to bring the team into this, not yet.  You get to go on being Captain America, Steve.  What about me?  I’m the one who has to do this.  I’m the one who suddenly has to change everything.  I’ll be nothing more than a mascot for this team if you get your way!”

His face dropped, his eyes now filled with pain and confusion.  “I…I just…(Y/N)…” He turned away, slowly unwrapping his bloodied hands.

“Steve?  Do you even want this to happen?”

Part 3

Fake Dating AU

This is the second of three parts. Part One. Part Three.

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When Percy agreed to play Jason‘s boyfriend he hadn‘t thought he‘d actually enjoy their act this much. Maybe the fact that Jason was just trying to get back at his father should hurt Percy, but he was actually more than amused by the man’s dislike of him. Jason’s father had never liked Percy’s, probably because they always had been rivals, and that meant he had never liked Percy either.
Percy knew he had been barely tolerated when he and Jason first became friends, but now that everyone thought they were dating, Jason’s father at least tried acting a little nicer to him.
Both Jason and Percy saw through this, and they agreed to keep up their charade as long as it would take for their father’s to stop trying to push their petty feud on them.

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mattie-spiritwalker  asked:

Hey can you describe the difference between INTP and INFJ? Maybe with character examples? Sorry if this is a bother...

(GIF is not meant to be insulting, merely to showcase an NTP insult.)

Have you seen Fringe? If not, you are missing out on one of the most interesting, brilliant, sci-fi muckey-mucks in the last decade, but more importantly (or perhaps, more USEFULLY), a blatant contrast between an NTP and NFJ lead. The show is basically the X-Files on steroids, only instead of aliens you have freaky science, shape-shifters, experiments gone wrong, brilliant but evil scientists, characters whose motivations are not apparent, time travel, invisibility, and all kinds of stuff that makes an intuitive brain go “WEE! and we didn’t even need the LSD!”

Walter Bishop is your typical NTP in terms of arrogance, brilliance, smart-ass comments, randomness, forgetfulness, and building connections between things that seemly have absolutely nothing to do with each other … at least, not in the minds of non-Ne users. He is constantly playing with words, trying out crazy-ass experiments just for the hell of it, forgetting his assistant Astro…err… Astrid’s name, referencing subjective past experiments that all start out with “Bellie and I used to…” shortly before realizing that the entire problem he is having in the present is because he was a douche 25 years ago with his non-careful experimentation (hindsight being 20/20… cough), and being totally logically blunt and then trying to fix his blunders via emotional ineptitude by utilizing his inferior Fe in ways that only make it worse, as only a true NTP can. (See this hole I am in? Watch me dig it deeper, one shovel full of crap at a time! In slow motion!) He is equal parts hilarious and pathetic, but never a source of boredom, who abandons thoughts midway through explaining them because another idea has taken over his brain and it’s a better one, so let’s go with that, and has anyone seen my slushie? I am feeling the need for Twizzlers! By the way, I just made one of our pet mice invisible. Have you seen it anywhere?

Granted, most INTPs did not spend 20 years in a mental institution and do not have 500+ experiments under their belt that has torn a hole in the fabric of reality and raised serious issues about morals and such (much as they’d like to have done that, because it sounds cool), but still… it’s a great insight into an NTP thought process.

Then, there is Olivia Dunham, a total INFJ, who sometimes gets into it with her boss because she is “too emotional” and “lets it interfere with her work.” She connects to people using Fe and looks out after them; it enables her to figure stuff out that she shouldn’t be able to figure out merely from the sparse evidence in front of her. That’s what Ni does: there’s nothing to support my insight or premonition, but here it is, and I’m right. Olivia is just as smart as Walter, but she is smart about PEOPLE, whereas he is smart about SCIENCE. Not all INTPs are into building time machines and experimenting with mind control, but an INFJ can figure out a person faster than an INTP every time, because they just… know and actually care, whereas the INTP cares only so much as using social niceties allow them to continue doing whatever it is they truly care about… which is generally reflecting on impartial systems that relate to humans in some way, rather than the humans themselves.

Olivia is smart, people-focused, and very sensitive, but she also stays on topic, tends to visualize things and see them through to the end (until the case files are … well, filed), and often keeps Walter on track by forcing him to get to the freaking point. He Ne rambles (sees a rabbit trail and follows it because he can’t really help it) and she eliminates information that she doesn’t need, to reach a single conclusion … which is very Ni. She doesn’t have to have prior experience to figure stuff out and often pulls a correct solution out of midair that Walter then tests for logical consistencies; if it fits, and it seems valid, they go with that theory.

Olivia is much more emotional than Walter, but also has greater control over her own emotions; to the extent where she actually asks Astrid (ISFJ) if it’s okay that she doesn’t talk much about her feelings; she’s seeking validation (Fe) about the fact that her emotions are so intense yet somewhat private (still Fe) by talking about her emotions (Fe). She goes at life through a process of visualization and exploration, then channels it through her emotions to make her decisions.

Walter has no such process; instead, he tests theories for logical validity first, then goes about exploring all the different possibilities involved, which is a distinctly Ne and Ti process. SOMETIMES, his Fe shows up but it is always unhealthy, uncontrolled, and fearful. Olivia digs deep into a situation, both on a metaphorical and emotional level (Ni digs really, really deep) whereas Walter skims the surface on everything, due to his Ne. He is more easygoing, offensive, funny and direct as a result, whereas she comes across as more purposeful and serious. He is “playing” at his job, and she is doing her job.

Bottom line: INFJs take things way more personally than INTPs, and are also prone to react emotionally to things they do not like or that harm other people, whereas while INTPs are typically good-natured and fairly easy to get along with, rationality comes first for us, so they usually test everything for logical validity before deciding what to do with it. They don’t enjoy hurting people but they’re not at the top of their list of things to think about either.


I recently finished the BBC SHERLOCK’s white Irene Adler dress, designed by Alexander McQueen. (as seen on picture 1).

This one was a real challenge. 
Seriously: how is that dress possible?? Hardly any seams, a sudden jacket coming out of the back of the dress, no wrinkles and perfect everything… I was clueless.

To make matters more complicated: I wanted to make it out of 2,50 euro excess fabric of 150x110 cm. Right.


First I made a mock-up of an old white sheet. Big mistake: the fabric was so different from the rigid COTTON I had for the actual dress. And then the zipper broke, so I couldn’t try on the dress anymore. So I broke it all apart to have as a pattern (picture two)

Then I cut it all out of the 150x110 cm fabric (it barely fit) and sewed it together until it fit. BUT THEN I made lining for the first time, which was a huge problem because 1: I had no idea how to do that. 2: did I have to line the top jacket part? 
I let that lie around for 6 months, when eventually everything worked out.

UNTIL THE ZIPPER BROKE. AGAIN. On the evening before the meeting of all possible times. BUT I fixed that too, so I could finally cosplay my favourite Sherlock character <3

Picture 3 is the dress worn by me at the meet. (picture made by pr-ssurepoints. I don’t have better full-body pictures (yet). 

In hindsight I’d do a lot of things differently, but I’m really pleased with the result.

My friend told me something today, she said “Melinda All these guys let you in on their dirty secrets of why they SUCK and trust you with their problems. that’s why they find a different girl. They are chicken shit cause you’ve seen the bad ugly side of them that They hide from other girls. You “fix” them per say and they go use those lessons on other chicks.”. All the time the guys I’ve dated or almost dated come to me with their girl problems and I always help them through it and give advice, but in that moment It finally clicked in my head. I used to think there was something wrong with me but there isn’t.Sure, I thought I really liked those guys but it wasn’t the kind of connection I want to feel. In hindsight I didn’t even really like them that much, it was the thought having a guy and it being new and exciting. In reality tho they weren’t that great of guys. I spent so much time holding on to the idea of them rather than the actual person. It used to hurt when I’d always help them with their girl troubles but to be honest, in this moment I’m glad it didn’t work out, but if I helped them out and “fixed” them to be better for other chicks I’m glad Maybe that’s the reason our paths cross, to give them insight. They can go off and be better for those girls. And that truly sets me free.
—  melindacaroline