lets have a ball and a biscuit


Request: Can you do a Reader x Alec but the reader has magic/is a witch and doesn’t know how to tell Alec so she talks to Magnus and alec is upset because he can feel something is wrong/she doesn’t talk to him as much?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               Warning:None!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 Note: I maybe changed it a little but I hope that you’re going to like it and if you do let me know..:))                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        I  was outside  of Magnus apartment thinking should I knock or don’t but before I could do any of that he opened the door..’I was waiting for you.’ I looked confused …’How did you..-’ He turned around with a smile on his face ‘Oh I just had a feeling..’So I just leave it be ‘So darling what brings you here.’ He handed me a glass of vine but I refused it..’I don’t know what to do.’ he  looked at me confused ‘With what?’ I made a energy ball with my hands and he looked shocked at me..’Y/n you’re a wit-’ I stopped making the energy ball..’A witch?!Yeah I know that part.’ He put his glass on the table..’When this happened exactly?’ I sat down on the couch ‘About a week,but I’m not scared of that..I’m scared because I don’t know how to tell Alec about this.’  He crunched down In front of me ‘Biscuit is that the real reason you came to me?I looked at him and nodded..He let out a sigh and sat next to me..’Y/N you don’t have to be worried..I’m sure he will undestand it.Alec is a open minded..’I nodded and smiled ..’Thank you Magnus.’ He smiled back “Anytime darling.’                                                                                                                                   I walked into my apartment and turned the lights on,but I got scared when I saw Alec sitting on my stairs..’Jesus Alec,don’t do that.’ He got up and walked to me ‘What’s happening with you Y/N?’ i looked confused at him ‘What do you mean.’                                                                                                                   ‘What I mean,well you don’t answer on my texts or my calls,you’re basically avoiding me.’ I let out a sigh ‘Come and sit.’ He sat down on the couch..’So are you finally going to tell me what’s wrong.’ I took a deep breath and i used a few little cubes that were on my table and I started levitating them..He instantly got up..’You’re a warlock.’’I put the cubes back down..’Actually I’m a witch and no I’m not immortal..’I furrowed his eyebrows and put a hands on his hips ‘For how long.’ I looked down ‘I found out a week ago.’ He then came closer to me ‘So I guess this is why you were ignoring me?!’ I just nodded my head..’But baby you didn’t have to,I love you and nothing is going to change that..’I couldn’t help but smile ‘I love you too so much..’He smiled back and then he kissed me.. Note to everyone of you:If you’re in love then never be afraid to tell what you really feel.  

if i continue to feel like this, i might put my blog(s) on hiatus sooner than anticipated. maybe even longer than planned.

being exposed to so much toxicity has brought me to an all time low. not to mention i barely get anywhere because i tend to rely too much on people if they’re involved with me, and honestly, i constantly feel like i’m stuck, but i keep my mouth shut in fear of upsetting anybody. and don’t even get me started on everything going on in my life outside of tumblr. i can’t put my struggles and negative emotions on this one post. all this bundled up in a damn wrecking ball is killing me slowly.


i like to believe, even through the most toxic parts of the fandom, that somehow i can shed some light and fun. i want to be one of those things that, maybe, can be turned to and away from all the drama, because- let’s face it, every fandom goes through this. i’ve seen them, i’ve been through it, but i always think the same thing because i like what i do.

i love biscuit. i love the friends he and i have made, and i don’t want to let them go like this.

i enjoy being a content creator, but right now, everything is extremely hard. my hiatus isn’t in affect yet, but it might be very soon. i hope you understand.

i hope everyone will be okay. best wishes and regards to every single one of you.

Perfect Timing

Here’s my post for Sam’s Fifty July Kinks! Oh, the fun I had with this…

PROMPT: Cooking Kink (watching them cook/use their hands while baking)
CHARACTERS: Sam Winchester, female reader
WARNINGS: Smut (obviously), AU, explicit sexual content

TAGS: @hiddenwritingsintheworld, @oriona75, @kittenofdoomage, @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog, @mrs-squirrel-chester, @mrswhozeewhatsis, @nerdflash

Originally posted by butteryplanet

You rolled your shoulders as you pressed your hands into the dough, flattening it over the flour-sprinkled countertop before rolling it into a ball again. You worked the dough like you’d been doing for the past ten minutes, putting all your effort into making sure this dough turned out perfectly.

You weren’t sure what you were going to make yet. Pie crust, maybe. Cookies. Biscuits, even. Pizza dough kept coming to your mind, and you’d almost resigned yourself to having pizza for dinner tonight.

You perked up, hands stilling in the dough as you heard the jingle of keys from the front step, a moment before the door was opened.

“Honey, I’m home!”

You let out a laugh as you heard the front door shut.

“Yes, you are. Come here, you sexy thing!”

Rich laughter filled the previously quiet house, and you continued working the dough. You reached over and grabbed another handful of flour, sprinkling it over the section of counter that you’d claimed as your work station. You kept kneading, glancing over your shoulder to see Sam standing there, jacket discarded, tie loose around his neck, hand stilled on unbuttoning the sleeve of his button-up shirt.

“Hi, honey. How was work?”

He didn’t answer, and you glanced over your shoulder again. He had his bottom lip between his teeth, one eyebrow raised, eyes trained on your hands.


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Summary: It’s a very important day when a princess finally becomes of age, but what happens when her father’s gift isn’t what at all she had in mind?

Characters: Cas x princess!Reader, Sam, Dean, John

Word Count: 1419

Warnings: None

A/N: So this was a request I got a while back asking for a reverse Cinderella concept where Cas is supposed to be Cinderella and the reader is supposed to like princess charming. I tried making this into one fic, but realized that it would be way too long, so it’s going to be a series. Also I didn’t exactly want to follow the plot-line word for word, so expect some twists in there. I hope ya’ll enjoy my first AU ever! 

“(Y/N)? (Y/N), where are you?”

You suppressed a giggle as you carefully peeked around the bush you were crouched behind. Through the thin branches, you saw a tall figure with sloppy brown hair, frantically searching for any sign of you.

“(Y/N) please, you were supposed to meet father an hour ago,” the young man persisted.

Deciding that enough was enough, you motioned to crawl out from your hiding spot. Not noticing how the jagged ends of the branches had snagged hold of the edge of your dress, you stumbled out flat onto your belly with a grunt.

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2 cups whole wheat flour
1 cup rolled oats
1 tablespoon dried or 2 tablespoons chopped fresh parsley (this helps give doggies fresh breath)
½ cup nonfat dry (powdered) milk
½ teaspoon salt
2 large eggs
1 cup peanut butter
½ cup or more cold water

1. Preheat the oven to 300°F and lightly grease two baking sheets or line them with parchment paper.

2. Mix together flour, oats, parsley, milk powder, and salt in a medium bowl. Add eggs and peanut butter and stir until the mixture is combined (it will be crumbly). Slowly drizzle water over the dough, stirring as you go. Add just enough water to let the dough come together.

3. Roll the dough out to about ¼” thickness and use a small (about 1.5-inch) dog bone-shaped cutter to cut out biscuits, transferring to the baking sheets as you go. Collect any scraps and re-roll them, repeating until you’ve used all the dough. Note: If you don’t have a dog bone cutter, you can make round dog “cookies” by dropping small (walnut-sized) balls of dough on the baking sheet and flattening to ¼” thick.

4. Bake the biscuits for about 25 to 40 minutes (“cookies” will take longer), or until they’re golden brown and dry and crispy all the way through. Let the biscuits cool on the pans and transfer to a jar when they’re completely cool. Biscuits will keep for several months in a closed container.

Imagine Domestic Life with Gabriel

Originally posted by lady-nymm

  • Gabriel pulling you onto his lap as you watch a movie together. His arms wrapping around you with his hands interlocking so he knows you won’t go anywhere. Then at certain parts he nuzzles against your neck.
  • When your baking some dessert, he rests his chin on your shoulder watching the the sugar being added. Then he swiftly sticks his finger in the mix and remarks at how good it tastes.

  • Cleaning is a fun experience as you each have your own vacuum and race to get down first. You swerve around the house and soon get the cords tangled up so much that you trip and fall on one another, ending in a steaming make-out session.

  • Gabriel helping you wash the dishes while you dry and he starts squirting water at you. First he pretends it was an accident, but then a huge splash soaks you and you take the kitchen spray nozzle and get revenge. 

  • Going to the pet store and Gabriel picking out a cute little corgi named Biscuit. You go in the play pen to make sure he’d be a good fit and see how his temperament is. As one of the workers rattles off information, Gabriel scoops up the pup, declaring that he’s part of the family now. You tell him that you want to make sure, but then Biscuit goes and licks Gabriel’s face like he agrees. Both of them give you puppy dog eyes and you look at the worker, asking how much Biscuit costs. 

  • Together you go to the grocery store and Gabriel says he wants to take a quick look at something so he goes off by himself. You scan down the list and head off, making quick work of it. Then you head towards the bakery because you need some bread, only to find Gabriel having an argument with some older gentleman about how he can’t take all the doughnuts. You let out a sigh, noticing a full cart next to him with other baked good already piling on top of one another.

  • Going to the dog park with Biscuit proudly walking in front of the two of you with his black bowtie collar on. You let him off the leash, grabbing a ball and throwing it for him to catch. After a few rounds a poodle comes into view and Biscuit struts over to her. You shake your head as Gabriel yells out encouraging words. Soon you’re both sitting at a bench, watching the two lovebirds run around and play with each other.

  • Watching Gabriel clean the car in his white tank top and little red shorts, while you lay back in a lawn chair. It is a hot summer day and his wet cloths cling to his toned body, letting nothing escape your eyes. You let out a whistle as he bends over directly in front of you to clean the driver’s door. At the sound he wiggles his booty a bit, then proceeds to give you a show.