its a rare occasion

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For every single gift daddy, splenda or free vacay I’ve gone on (I’ve been on 3 this yr and was suppose to have one this weekend 😧😟🙁) this is the trap I use.

1) I casually throw out lingerie shopping for myself out there which of course will entice them. Note: I initially didn’t ask him for anything, just stated it would inevitably happen.

2) He bites…he wants to see. That’s when I ask if he’s buying it. Usually its a “yes” to which I’ll flirt back. In the rare occasion that it’s a “no”, I let him no that he shouldn’t even ask to see me in anything sexy if he’s not willing to buy me something sexy to wear. This usually turns a “no” into a “yes”.

3) I include him in the shopping. I send him photos of things I’m thinking about buying. If he starts to fantasize, I’ll slightly indulge him like “oh yea, I DO think my butt will look great in that…”

4) I up sale him. For example “oh yea, I DO think my butt will look great in that… Can’t you imagine me in lingerie and pearls/at dinner in nude heels and a form fitting dress with my lingerie peeking from underneath/ red lipstick and chanel?”


I’m creating an image for him that he thinks is based for his pleasure but already I’ve gone from just lingerie to pearls, dinner, shopping for shoes and dresses, makeup and perfume. And he doesn’t feel forced because he’s trying to bring to life the image I created for him.

Another trick could be to double up. Once you agree on a set or whatever tell him that you want to pick out another as a complete surprise for him and that he can’t see it until you wear it. Now you have two sets! (Assuming you have his card or he paypal you the money).

It starts small then you just add on a bit more every time. It helps if he believes You’re already accustomed to this treatment. If he thinks every man does this for you and that if he doesn’t do it, another will, And that he won’t get your time of day without it then he’ll more than likely get on board if he truly wants your attention. Btw of all the men I’ve used this on…. young vanillas are the easiest. Truly. Honestly.

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2 x 13  ||  6 x 15

Satine - Bad kitty
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Oh BAD kitty…

Satine, is a kitten. B, is a puppy. 

This has been as plain as day to me since I met them. It’s a wonder to me they’re still coming to terms with it and what that means.

As the Owner of both of them now, I just have to expect that sometimes these two are just going to fight like cat and dog. Its rare, but it happens.

And on these occasions, a lesson and a punishment may be in order for one or the other, or both. A task. A revoking of certain privileges until they are better appreciated once again. 

A tedious little transgression by Satine, this time. I forget what it was about now. It hardly matters. The boy was upset, the girl was to blame. A penance was due.

By way of cheering my puppy up, I had Satine record and perform… this.

This spoilt little kitty raced home before B to ensure she was all dolled up pretty for him when he got home. He was given the file in advance and told not to listen to it on loud speaker until he was in the garage at the house… Ahh… they’ll tell you the details themselves if you ask them nicely, I’m sure.

Penance is for 1 week. Satine’s rights and privileges will resume on Friday 17th Feb, subject to good behaviour. Judgement has been passed. The matter is now resolved. 

Well done with this Satine. You may be a spoilt kitty with B sometimes… but you’re my spoilt kitty hehe. Good girl x

Get some, B. There’s my good boy.

I’m never going to make friends with the other preschool moms if all the Mom’s Night Out Events continue to be things like “wine bar” and “spa evening” 

I want “eat ice cream without a child stealing it” night or “have a meal that isn’t interrupted constantly” night or, if we want to be fancy. “museum night” or “local theater” night or “botanical garden night” or “go to the bookstore and browse in peace” night 

littlethingsbigpicture  asked:

Symmetra with a shy s/o who wants to go star gazing and cuddle but is too nervous to ask! Fluff pls

A/N: So sorry this one took so long! Finally done dealing with all of my personal stuff, and I’m currently preparing for a trip to Toronto to visit my girlfriend! I want to get most of my inbox cleared out before I go, since I want to spend as much time as possible with her. Thanks for being so patient, sorry again! (Requests Open, but they likely won’t get responses until next week.)

You sighed, gazing out of the window of your quarters. The view of the Bay of Gibraltar, the stars almost resting atop the tall rock spires that sprouted from the water. It was a beautiful night, hardly a rare occasion when stationed at the Overwatch base, its smooth metallic structures nestled within the natural stone formations of the Spanish coastline. The base almost reflecting the gentle glimmer of the stars above, their soft light dotting the night sky. The stars had always been a fascination of yours, their beautiful forms were a source of great comfort, putting your mind at ease whenever you peered at them. Your thoughts turned to another source of great comfort, Symmetra. You and the composed architect had fostered a relationship with one another after several weeks of nervous interactions. Neither of you were particularly adept at expression emotion; Symmetra was the embodiment of grace and class, every word of hers was deliberate and well-spoken. You, on the other hand, were a shy recruit, and being surrounded by famous heroes didn’t exactly help open you up. Tracer had gone to great lengths to open up your shell, gently prodding you towards making more friends, inviting you to every social event she could. She was your first friend when you arrived at Gibraltar, and she was the first one to notice the mutual attraction between you and Symmetra.

Tracer would explain Symmetra’s subtle cues to you, the way her eyes seemed to wander a fraction of an inch, the small inflections of her words, the gentle twitch of her lips as a subdued smile appeared, maintaining that graceful appearance. It was her that pushed you to make the first move, somehow managing to lend enough of her own energy to give you the confidence to ask Symmetra out on a date. The look of surprise on her face was strange, though she quickly regained her composure and accepted your offer. The two of you had hit it off, her gentle voice managing to put you at ease much like the stars above, as did her abilities manipulating hard-light. The beautiful and intricate designs she crafted were as beautiful as the stars, and she was more than happy to demonstrate her abilities controlling the mysterious substance. The sound of the door opening shook you from your thoughts, Symmetra walked into your quarters, as graceful as ever. “Hello, my dear, I would like to show you something.” Her smooth voice spoke, the tap of her heels against the metallic floor the only other sound in the room. You nodded, taking hold of her hand as she offered it to you, leading you out of your quarters. A teleporter pad sat outside of your door, it’s blue light filling the dimly lit hall. You nervously glanced towards her, unsure of where the device would lead, though her warm smile dispelled any feelings of unease.

The two of you stepped into the device, instantly transporting to the rooftop of Winston’s laboratory. This was the highest point in the base, and as such, offered the perfect view of the stars in the sky. “Satya, what is all this?” You asked, bewildered as your eyes scanned the skies, tracing constellations from memory. She chuckled, leading you towards a couch crafted from her hard-light, sitting down beside you.

“I know how much you love the stars, and it would’ve been unwise to let a night like this go to waste.” She spoke, her words as methodical as ever.

Your face beamed in the starlight, pulling Symmetra in for a hug as you sat together on the couch. “I love you so much, Satya.” You could feel her smile again, her left arm wrapping around you.

“I love you too, my dear.” The two of you cuddled closely, warming one another as you gazed at the stars, enjoying the comfortable silence that this retreat brought.

voltron volleyball au

ok, there were a couple different set ups that i felt would work, but this one seemed the most fitting for everybody!

keith: left back

  • super agile and flexible
  • best at covering tips
  • there is no way in hell this boy will let a ball drop without sacrificing his body for it
  • seriously he’s like. always on the ground
  • bruises everywhere
  • him and pidge switch off at libero, but he’s a really valuable hitter so he’s most often put in left back
  • lance + him are always colliding at the ten foot line whenever the set is off because 
    • “-no that set was for me
    • “it was a back row attack, i called for it!
    • “nope. dont remember. didnt happen.”
  • on the rare occasion that keith shanks a pass, its almost always lance that covers him
  • and he never lets him live it down
    • “remember that one time in the deciding set of the galra match when the outside’s hit skimmed off your platform and i had to chase after the ball, saving the day for all of us? yeah. me too :’)”
  • the most superstitious of the team by far
  • puts his hair up in a ponytail with approximately 800 bobby pins trying to keep his choppy bangs out of his face
  • after a few practices like this with keith constantly fixing his hair, lance decides to help him out + french braids his hair before every game/practice
  • becomes his good luck charm
  • if lance doesn’t braid his hair he’s gonna Suck and they will lose the game
  • one time lance had a really bad fever of like 104F and he still showed up to the game to braid keith’s hair
  • everyone then proceeded to shoo him off because holy shit lance you look like literal death please go back to sleep
  • is always too serious and hard on himself
    • can sometimes take his anger out on his teammates 
    • but normally just festers and gets up in his head  
  • been playing since he was a little kid

lance: outside hitter

  • taunts the ever loving fuck out of the other team
  • pray for the right side they always get the brunt of it
  • this boy literally just like. floats as if he weighs nothing
  • jumps like he has springs in his shoes
  • you literally can’t hear his feet hit the ground
  • surprisingly pretty good hands? his sets aren’t that accurate but you can basically never hear the ball touch his hands
    • speaking of hands his are really nice
    • that’s definitely related to the topic at had what are you talking about
  • everyone is like super impressed and admirable of him when they first see him
  • then he opens his mouth
  • always rolls up his shorts really short
  • no one complains
  • pretty good at avoiding the block
  • can always find the hole in the block
  • Notorious Tipper
  • he actually hates tipping and always wants to smack the shit out of the ball because damn it feels nice and looks cool but he knows how frustrated and annoyed the other teams get when he does it
  • an ok passer
  • most of the time keith and lance switch when they go to front/back row respectively, but the sometimes they just play all around
  • lance focuses on setting up for a hit whenever he passes and always forgets to watch the ball to his platform, so his passes are almost never perfect
  • “ball first, lance” -literally everyone whenever lance is in the backrow
  • used to be a middle blocker but switched to outside because they get set more lol
  • the type of player to jump and scream and clap after every point they get
  • team dj

pidge: libero

  • calls the shots/is in control of the back row
  • complaining 24/7 about spandex
  • always yelling at the blockers
  • lives on the ground
  • for real this child is tiny it takes them like .2 seconds to get on their belly
  • strong legs but it doesn’t really show
  • hops for days 
  • can jump super high/far both vertically and horizontally 
  • though no one expects it cause they’re like barely 5’0 lmao
    • one time during a practice match with another school everyone played their worst position and pidge was put in middle
    • the other team was all like pfft lol were gonna crush this shrimp
    • needless to say the smirk on pidge’s face after stuffing their best hitter was absolutely shit-eating
  • is actually a pretty versatile player, but can’t hit for shit so is really never put in front row
    • their timing is utterly atrocious and they have pretty weak arms
  • best float/short serve you have ever seen
  • but can’t serve deep to save their life
  • has to wear sports glasses and absolutely hates them 
  • has a really loud voice
  • is always yelling 
    • calling for the ball
    • telling others who has what ball when it’s coming to them
    • cover tips
    • tells team which hitter is getting set and where they’re hitting
    • seriously they never shut up
    • the first time them and hunk played together hunk kept messing up because he’d get fully concentrated on whatever he was about to do and then pidge would just start yeLLING AND HUNK JUST SCREAMS AND SCREWS UP 
  • probably plays pranks on other teams at tournaments (with lance, of course)

shiro: middle blocker

  • co/vice-captain
  • calls the shots/has control of the front row
  • best hitter on the team
  • like for real he literally hits straight down bye
  • everyone from other teams is super intimidated by him cause holy shit is he strong
  • but then he starts talking and they’re all like 
    • >clutches chest
  • some people hate him even more after they talk to him because how can one man be so perfect
  • feels really bad whenever he stuffs an opposing hitter
  • lance always groans whenever he apologizes for hurting someone, says that he’s being embarrassing
  • though sometimes shiro gets in this Zone where he’s a total power house and cannot be stopped 
    • gets very quiet and focused
    • can sometimes accidentally bump into/injure his teammates 
    • or steal hits/passes from them
    • gets very selfish cause he’s hyper-fixated on the ball
      • hitting the ball
      • passing the ball
      • blocking the bal
      • b a l l
    • it’s kinda scary but i mean hey… they’re winning lol
  • him and allura are the best when blocking together
    • his vertical is insane
    • really strong hands
  • incredibly disciplined
  • overreacts when others get hurt
    • “are you ok? do you have a concussion? did you roll your ankle? do you need ice? i’ll get you ice-”
    • “shiro please put me down”
  • no matter how many times keith and pidge hit the floor he’s still like “arE YOU OK OH MY GOD”
  • one time lance got hit in the face while blocking and got a split lip so he asked shiro to kiss it better as blood dripped down his chin
    • shiro didn’t offer him an ice pack
    • shiro didn’t offer him anything

hunk: right side(/setter)

  • the teams main energy source
  • constantly picking the team up when they’re in a slump
  • him and lance are always coming up with cheers
  • their favorite is when lance pretends to shoot shiro after he gets a kill and shiro falls back into the arms of his teammates while they’re all howling and whooping
  • he’s technically the right side, but allura is a bit of a ball hog in back row and always takes the passes that she should let the libero get, so he ends up setting half the time
    • (if the setter takes the first ball, the right side gets the second)
  • he’s the type of setter that knows his teammates on a very personal level, and always sets where he knows they like best
    • shiro - quick ones (short set in the middle, rarely can a wing blocker/middle blocker get there and up in time)
    • lance - x’s (looks like the middle is going in for a one, but the setter sets a low two and the outside takes in - often hard to read and time for the other team)
    • allura - pinks (like a one but for a rightside)
    • keith - sets an inside A (back row attack) to make it look like he’ll hit angle, but fakes the other team out by hitting line
    • he likes hitting nines the most (which is just ur Average Right Side Set
  • Lucky Headband™
  • is a really good blocker because he has really strong + large hands, but his vertical isn’t super impressive
  • always has extra kneepads, socks, granola bars, and deodorant in his bag
  • very social with the other teams! chats up a storm with anyone and everyone at games and tournaments
    • one time they got whooped by a really amazing team and everyone was really bummed cause that game was super important 
    • and like after the game hunk rushes up to the setter and is like 
      • !!!!!!!
      • you’reamazingohmygoodnesspleaseteachmehowtosetlikethat
    • everyone else on the team is internally screaming because fuck those guys please can we just go home
    • and then like.. shiro goes over with him and starts talking to their middle
    • and slowly the rest of the team heads over
    • keith and lance are the last ones cause theyre like *scoffs*
    • then they look at each other and sigh and head over reluctantly 
    • everyone actually ends up having a really good time just hanging out and talking with them
    • they arrange practice matches whenever they can
    • Bonds Are Formed
    • good job hunk :’)

allura: setter(/right side)

  • team captain
  • really quick on her feet
  • dives a lot despite her height
  • can set any position from literally anywhere on the court
  • she’s somewhat ambidextrous, but left-hand dominant
  • notorious for spiking the shit out of the ball when feigning like she’s gonna set it
  • the??? coolest hair??
  • like she does such intricate braids and styles and almost never repeats the same hairstyle, or at least variates the original style slightly
  • is super scary to the other team (and to her own team lbr…) 
  • cause she gets super serious and intense
  • her physical fitness is incredibly important to her
  • works out almost every day, accept days with more than three games
    • so, yeah she works out on game days cause she’s a stud
  • shiro and her sometimes work out together, she loves having company
  • very chatty during work outs, which is somewhat surprising considering how focused and intense she gets during play time
  • despite shiro’s stamina, even he wonders how she can manage to talk so much while working her butt off simultaneously 
  • multi-sport athlete
    • volleyball
    • football
    • softball
  • litearlly can do anything tho???
    • >picks up tennis racket for the first time in her life
    • >varsity coah, after seeing her play for approximately .4 seconds: hello what is your name i believe we may have an opening on our team for you if you’re interested
  • ASB President + 4.0 Highly Capable Student
  • she’s the pride and joy and envy of the school
  • but like… people really cant hate her tho tbh… cause like.. have you seen and/or talked to her……
  • ..what kind of next level godliness…………

coran: coach

  • the type of coach that absolutely adores and loves his players
  • his life is his coaching
    • congrats here’s ur new children coran
  • always has a very rigorous yet fun practice outline ready the night before
  • knows when the team needs a Break
  • makes goodie bags for every away game
  • decorates them with volleyball stickers and ribbon in their team colors
  • each goodie bagl is individual and unique for each player
  • what a sweetheart :’)
  • his players normally just call him by his first name cause he wants their relationships to be as equals
  • or they just call him coach :p
  • no one who doesn’t know him takes him seriously
  • but this man used to be (and still is, really) dangerous on the court
  • was an outside hitter
  • holy shit he was strong af he hit straight down tbh
  • was always co-captain with alfor, yet put in just as much work
  • always worked hard for the benefit of the team, not just himself
  • put the team before him
  • the first to rush to a teammates side when hurt
  • has gotten pretty good with first aid lol
  • always has his Coach Backpack On 
  • contains all the coaching necessities of course, but also specific things from/for each player
    • lance’s spinning ring that he’s almost never without
    • pidge’s inhaler
    • has so many pairs of earrings floating around in the various pockets of his bag… like are they ever going to get them back… we just dont know…
    • granola bars
    • nail clippers
    • hair bands 
  • once had to shave off his mustache after he lost a bet with a rival coach
  • they ended up losing the next four games
  • Never Again did he shave his mustache
4

Svalbard, the second band of the night, which consisted of: Serena Cherry – guitar, vocals, lyrics and artwork; Mark Lilley – drums; Adam Parrish – bass; and Liam Phelan – guitar and vocals. They were formed in 2012.

Believe it or not I saw Svalbard for the first time in a smaller all-dayer in York last year, along with Telepathy (sludge, post/progressive rock), who were on just before them. This was one of those rare occasions when judging a book by its cover turned out to be a very good thing (although I have done that before and ended up with screamo!). Telepathy’s artwork featured a very impressive Greek minotaur which held my gaze straightaway. I watched their whole set and then moved on to Svalbard (who I am meant to be talking here about, but got distracted – haha).

Anyway, as I said, Svalbard…they really made an impact on me the second time round.

In the flesh they seemed very down to earth and quite lovely.  Not only did I feel like I understood the band a lot more, but I was enchanted by their presence. Eventually, I managed to stop fluttering my eyelids like a giddy schoolgirl and got in a few crafty questions. Here’s what I said, along with their answers:

What are your biggest influences?

“Our influences vary between the members, however, all believe that lyricism in the band is a big influence. We want to write songs that deliver an emotional impact.”

 How do you put a song together?

“We start off with the vocalist and the drummer writing the music, then we all Jam together and see where it goes.”

 It had not escaped my notice that the band had recently changed their guitarist. Compared to the previous line-up this new addition (in my humble opinion) worked well. Adam fitted in really nicely with the others.

 The next thing I needed to know was: In regards to the tour you’ve just been on, how do you think it went and what was your favourite location?

“The recent show with Oathbreaker was really enjoyable. They had some of the nicest people you can hope to meet. It was such a pleasure to watch them perform. The Underground is a show that felt like home! The atmosphere and people made it a very special night.

It is always great to play in our hometown in Bristol, as we have played for 7 months! Lot of friends and great vibes. We can’t ask for more. Before this we were on a tour in the mainland with The Saddest Landscape, these were really great shows in lovely places, but cold!!!”

The set list:

 Perspective

Damage Done
Unnatural Light
Ripped apart
Disparity
Grayscale

I asked them to pick a favourite song and they replied:

 “One of our favourite songs to play is “Ripped Apart” as it’s one of our older tracks from our split record with Pariso.”

I can understand why, as musicians, they would make that choice, but personally as an observer and fan my favourite song would be ‘Disparity’. It has an emotional grip that makes you move. An empowering song, and as intense a track as you could wish for…

 Finally, I asked…

What are your goals for the future?

“Right now, we are working on new material for the second album, we should be recording in September. Then we hope to get back to touring.”

 I hope they do get back to touring again, so I can witness another wonderful show. (I think this band has a future stalker in the form of the Metal Pixie). A great band and a good show, I can’t wait for more material!

She’s My Cherry Pie | Dean x Reader Imagine Part 1

Being born a daughter of first degree magic had its flaws but on some rare occasions it can have its perks. Mainly playing silly tricks and jokes on assholes I meet at bars. My mother keeps on saying how I should follow in her footsteps and become a high council member of the coven. I never have and never will want that though. Sitting alone in a dark room, bickering about politics? Boring.

So what if a few hunters notice here and there? A simple memory spell and they think that they’ve just been drugged.

Just as I was contemplating what to do next my new victim barged in.

Usually I go for men who are obvious jerks, usually they take to harassing the dancers and waitresses but this guy didn’t look too bad though. He was handsome as hell at least. With short cut brown hair swept perfectly and shimmering green eyes you could only find in fiction. He wore a smile directed towards a man behind him, a taller brunette with longer hair.

To my luck he happened to sit right next to me.

He hadn’t noticed me yet, opting to whisper something to his companion and order himself a few drinks. Once his shot arrived an idea popped into my head. My E/C eyes flickered as I scooted his drink forwards, just out of reach. He stared, puzzled, at the cup before brushing it off. I bet he thought that he just needed some sleep.

He reached for it again and this time I slip it closer to him before he could clasp his fingers on the cool glass.

“Sammy there’s something wrong with my cup,,,” The hot guy muttered to the tall one.

Sam rolled his eyes. “What? He didn’t pour you enough?”

“No I mean it’s moving on its own” Sam’s eyes narrowed, staring at his friend strangely.

The leather-clad guy reached for his glass a third time but now I released my magical hold and he picked it up without trouble.

“Dean, I think you don’t really need another shot…” Sam chuckled.

Dean huh? Cute name.

The one named Dean stuttered in a crumbling defense. He shook his head, trying to convince himself there was nothing happening.

With a mischievous glint in my E/C orbs I made the glass spill once Sam had looked away, covering Dean in the alcohol.

“You okay there?” I asked, struggling to hold in my laughter.

Dean fixated his gorgeous green eyes onto me. “I think so…” He said, trying to mop up the liquid with a spare napkin on the table.

“Doesn’t really look like it…” I hastily muttered an incantation under my breath and witnessed the alcohol disappear.

The brunette stared wide-eyed at his shirt that was now dry as a bone. He whipped his head around as if he was looking for the hidden camera or some crowd of people about to jump out and tell them it was a constructed joke.

“You okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost” Dean laughed under his breath like I had just said an inside joke.

“Sweetheart if I see a ghost you’ll know” I smirked.

Raising my hand I signaled the white-haired bar tender over. “Can I get two more shots over here please?” he nodded and retreated to the rack for the standard beer available.

“Aw come on, usually it’s me who pays for the drinks” I glanced down at his pocket, looking for a bulge indicating a wallet.

“That would require you to actually have money with you” Dean’s brows furrowed, feeling around the inside of his pocket for his wallet.

With a sympathetic grin I pulled out his wallet from my pocket. I had swiped it from his pocket while he was fumbling around for a napkin only a minute ago. I tossed the leather wallet to him and he caught it.

“I’ve met a lot of girls in bars but you are… certainly a new one”

“Well, I’d hope so. Otherwise I’d have to look out for some kind of clone” I chatted, enjoying the smile the dawned on his perfect features.

He took the shot and gulped it down in one sip, turning back to look at me as I downed my own, the familiar burn slid down my throat and eased my mind.

“So, do you have a name?” He raised his eye brows.

I offered him my hand and he shook it happily. “Y/N L/N, resident outcast of this crappy town” I introduced myself.

“Dean Winchester. I’m just passing through here for the night” My blood ran cold.

My mother’s words ran through my mind…


“Morgana?” A smaller nineteen year old me chirped, tugging on my mother’s flowing purple gown.

“Yes Y/N?” I pointed over to the council members who were all whispering hastily amongst themselves.

“What are they talking about?”

My mother sighed, glancing at her fellow members tiredly. “We’ve had another loss at the hands of the Winchesters”

“Who are the Winchesters?”

She ran her pale fingers through her dark ebony locks. “They’re the most powerful hunters of the century. They’re also why we had to leave New York so quickly”

“Were they hunting us?” I asked, glancing around to the experienced witches and wizards in the room.

Morgana shook her head. “No. But they were in the same state as us and opted to taking precautions”

My eyes grew to the size of diner plates. “Then why don’t we organize an attack on them?”

“Even if we are to kill them they’ve already saved the world twice now. If something threatens the existence of the planet they’re known to deal with it. It’s for the best that we leave them alone and pray that they never find us…”


I knocked over my drink leaving the stool. “O-Oh! I-I’m sorry I just… I need to get going!” I stuttered, fear coursing through my veins.

“What’s wrong? I thought we were having a nice time?” I waved my heads uncertainly.

“N-No! It’s um… It’s alright! I just… My… My mom! Yeah, my mom needs me, I forgot about something she asked me to do… Sorry!” Stumbling backwards I tripped on a man who was standing up to leave and fell to the dirty floor.

Dean instantly sprung from his chair and walked over to me, offering his hand. With uncertain eyes I accepted him and he pulled me off the floor. Every instinct in my body screamed at me to run away as fast as possible, run to Morgana and tell her the Winchesters were in the same damntown and we need to run as far away as possible right now.

“T-Thanks! But I think I have to go now..!” I bolted out of the bar, only pausing to catch my breath in some dark alleyway. I looked down and felt for the necklace I wore at all times. It was an enchanted piece of jewelry and could contact the coven.

But when my hank grasped my neck I only then realized it was bare.

Terror sparked in my mind. When I fell… The damn necklace is still in the bar!


I waited until it was after midnight to retrieve the amulet. I had never really broken into a building before except once when I didn’t have enough money to buy this book and I raided a Barnes n’ Noble for the next Percy Jackson installment.

I chanted a practiced Latin phrase at the locked door and my eyes flashed an unnatural shade of gold as the spell did it’s work.

I heard the satisfying click of the lock being opened and I pushed the door, desperate to get inside. The bar was empty, all the chairs stacked on top of the tables and nobody was around. Perfect.

“Where is it, where is it, where is it?” I rummaged around the floor.

“Looking for this?” A familiar voice echoed from behind me.

‘I am the dumbest idiot on the face of planet earth…’

Turning around slowly I was met, face to face, with Dean Winchester.

Part 1

It got posted ^.^ –> Part 2

THINGS GREG LESTRADE IS NOT:

- LAZY

- STUPID

- ON A DONUT ONLY DIET

- INCOMPETANT 

Feel free to add your own because I’m kind of over how Lestrade is treated by a lot of the fandom. 

Can we please stop associating him with donuts? He’s a Detective Inspector people! Badge, Gun, Handcuffs… SO MANY OPTIONS! 

I’ve met some of the most amazing, kind, creative people thanks to the HYDRA Trash Party. And, amusingly, it’s probably one of the “safest” corners of a fandom I’ve ever seen. It’s largely self-policing, quickly putting its collective foot down on the rare occasion someone takes shots at another, we’re conscientious of one another’s squicks and triggers, many of them are wildly talented in art and/or writing, and there’s no gatekeeper bullshit. But Tumblr itself is not a safe space. It’s a public forum. You have to look out for yourself.

Yes, it’s perfectly okay to explore horrible things in the medium of fiction. If it wasn’t, do you think we’d have tragedies at all? You aren’t broken, my trashgoblins. And I love you. 

Although an altocumulus cloud tends to lack the power and drama of its big sister, the cumulonimbus … or the puffy presence and growth potential of its younger brother, the cumulus … it does have one trick up its sleeve.

On the rare occasion an altocumulus will display colorful irisations.  For that short moment it’s definitely the coolest cloud in the sky.