literally stabbed in the back okay

Raise Hell (Part 1)

Castiel x Reader

Word Count: 1420

Warnings: mention of nightmares, brief violent language, kissing, angst.

Raise Hell Master List

Most mornings, you woke up alone. Being the only one of the team who liked sleeping in on your days off had its disadvantages, but you needed your sleep. Cas stayed with you through most of the night, calming you from frequent nightmares and sleeplessness. But by the early morning hours, he would join the boys doing research… or whatever else they did.

This morning was no different. The spot beside you in bed was empty and neatly tucked in. You smiled as you listened to the murmurs of the boys through the open door. Cas’s was slightly louder than the others. You closed you eyes as you absorbed his gravelly voice.

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❝ He completes me. ❞

Plot: When two of your best friends both confessed to you and you’ve to choose, even if you know that this could ruin everything. 

Pairing: Yoongi x Hoseok x Reader

Words count: 1,6k+

Genre: Angst

For anon, I hope you like it! M. 

Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner! 

I know that these are Yoongi and Kookie but….. I mean my heart’s bleeding and this gif suits PERFECTLY with the scenario. 


You are trying to rest, the lessons are stressful and you have not slept in days. But University is not your biggest problem at that time. 

The expression of pain on Yoongi’s face, as he watched one of his best friends, still manages to make you try a chill of fear, that shakes you and leaves you breathless for a moment. 

You did not want it to happen but both confessed and you do not know what to do. The only thing you want is not to hurt either of them, even if you are not fully aware of the feelings that you feel. 

Hoseok and Yoongi, Yoongi and Hoseok. Your head bursts and you begin to cry, too many nerves, for fear of losing both, but especially for fear of making the wrong choice. 

There are not only their feelings at stake, there is also your happiness and, while seeming selfish, you do not want to see it slip through your fingers, replaced by unhappiness and disappointment that you have chosen the wrong person.

“Why are you still awake?" 

Your sister’s voice takes you by surprise, so you open your eyes and see her remains at the door, while with a worried look she approaches to check that you are okay. 

Physically you are okay, it is what you hide inside the real malaise.

"Too much stress. It’s all right. " 

"Don’t lie to me, I know that look." 

"Don’t worry.. It… It’s all right, ” You murmur, lying. 

Nothing goes well and you know in your heart that soon will only get worse.

                                   ____

The silence between the three of you is so heavy, in that room, you feel suffocated. You can not look either in the eyes, you can not watch their expectations and their desire of you. 

You just gulp, returning to focus on your book while their resume to train with the others. You can see they have understood what is going on between these two. You feel guilty because you wanted everything but not that their friendship is ruined like that.

“Damn Hoseok, can you stay in your fucking line for once?" 

"Maybe you should watch your footing. It’s not my fault that you’re not capable of doing a decent throw behind row. ”

Not even five minutes and you already hear their screams across the room, thus immediately throw the book on the floor and get up running to them. You are the only, perhaps, to put an end to that story.

“You should be careful about many things, Hoseok.”

“Like?” Asks the youngest, while Seokjin and Namjoon are already among them ready to split them. “Stop it.” Sort the leader to both, but neither one is really listening. 

You see, they are too nervous and almost about to lash out at each other, while you firmly grip Hoseok’s wrist and move him away from Yoongi, putting you between them.

“This has to stop. I thought that at least you were professionals. ”

Your voice is tough, unemotional and you look for a mere second Yoongi in the eyes, feeling a strange stab of pain to the pit of your stomach. That pain taking your breath so that for a moment you are completely drained from every sensation. 

“You should stay out of it, Y/N”. 

“Y/N… Don’t worry, I’m not afraid. ” Hoseok whispers into your ears, even if you know which is the exact opposite. He is afraid and it is pretty understandable. 

“I should stay out of Yoongi? Really? " 

"Why don’t you guys go out and get some fresh air? Maybe it helps to calm down all three. ”  

Jimin, despite the slightly hesitant tone, is the only one to give the best advice. So Taehyung gets away with Hoseok, you see the two guys that come out of the room while the youngest gives small pats on the shoulder of his Hyung. You remain still, continuing to look Yoongi in the eyes.

“Jimin, come on… I believe that they have something to say. ” Seokjin hums, while with the other three begins to move, leaving you completely alone. 

Your breathing is fast, the chest rises and falls so quickly that seems to explode and your hands are shaking. You hide them into the pockets of your hoodie, realizing after a few second that is Hoseok’s hoodie. He gave it to you a few hours earlier, seeing you tremble because of the cold that day.

“Now are you wearing his clothes?" 

"He loaned to me before because I was cold, Yoongi." 

"Take it off. ” He grips your wrists, drawing you towards him and your bodies collide violently, making you tremble even more. “Take it off.” He whispers again, this time with sweetness, his expression completely changed compared to a few moments before. “Take it off”. 

“S-Stop It.." 

"What? I can’t try to make you understand how much I care about you? " 

"You’re telling me to remove a hoodie… not a huge deal. " 

"I struggle to remain straight when we’re not together.” His voice is a puff on your lips; 

“When you’re with us, all I can think it’s the desire to have you around, I can smell your scent that blends my clothes because you’re really close. You have the most horrible laugh in this world, however, when I hear it I can feel at ease because it’s wonderful to me. Must Have I to keep on? Because despite what you may think, I know to use the words in the right way. Maybe I don’t do it often, but I can do that. ” Talking he leaned perilously to you and you can not move, mesmerized by the movement of his lips and his gentle breath that stroking your mouth. 

“Y/N I..”

You do not’ know what he means because you only see Hoseok, that tightens the collar of his shirt and pulls him away from you, while others are racing toward them screaming crazy. 

You are so confused and upset that you can not do anything, stay there to stare at them as they start to fight. The timely intervention of the other stops in its tracks that fight and you back to reality only when you see Yoongi spits a blood clot on the floor.

“It’s breaking us apart as hatred fills in my heart.” Yoongi’s words are crude, strong and hit you straight to the heart because it’s really breaking everything. 

Bonds, friendships, feelings. 

“WHY HYUNG? WHY HER? You know.. You know I liked her. ” Hoseok yells and his pain is although desperate, while he helds back by Taehyung and Jungkook, who keep murmuring to him to remain calm even if they know it is a useless gesture. 

“DO YOU THINK I WANTED TO, KID? I NEVER MEANT TO HURT YOU, HOSEOK. YOU ARE MY BROTHER. " 

"THEN TAKE A STEP BACK. IF YOU REALLY CARE ABOUT ME, STEP BACK HYUNG. ”

Their screams are stab wounds in your heart and you seem almost feel him bleed, but you can’t prove anything to one of them. You are sorry to see him suffer, but when you look at the other one you feel literally dying to see him in that condition.

“Stop it…" 

Only Namjoon seems to hear you, perhaps remember your presence in that room, because he turns to you and coming up, starting to brush with kindness your shoulder as to want to reassure. 

"It’s okay Y/n..” He mutters softly. 

“No, Namjoon… nothing goes right… Hoseok.. ”

On hearing his name, Hoseok turns around and you can see hope shine in his eyes. And at that moment you are feeling even more horrible.

“ Y/N…" 

"Fuck this shit, I don’t want to watch this.” Yoongi shoots again by anger, breaking free from the grip of Seokjin and Jimin, moving away in anger until to exit the practice room with a thump of the door behind him. 

You gulp and try not to follow him with your eyes, even if you want to do it and that makes you even more sure of what you are saying. 

“I… " 

"I already understood Y/N… " 

"Hoseok…” You whisper while a lump into your throat keeps you to start crying very hard. 

“Okay… I’ll make a habit, you know. I can’t control your heart, right? ”

The others remain silent while you bite your bottom lip so hard till it bleeds. He does not deserve this, but he is right. 

A heart can not be controlled, he chooses regardless of what desires you.

“I don’t want to.." 

"It’s going to take time, but I’ll solve with him .. I didn’t put in mind that maybe I would not have anyway been your choice… " 

"I’m sorry…" 

"I know Y/N; I know. " His voice almost does not hear, broken by grief and for once you see a guy lost and in pain. Not the usual Hoseok and you feel responsible for that. "Just promise me if he doesn’t make you happy, you’ll give me permission to kick his ass." 

You smile to his statement, nodding and continuing to keep the tears in their place, without spilling any. You do not want others to see you weak, you never liked. 

"Can I only ask you one thing, Y/N?” He asks, while on his face silent tears are flowing and Seokjin tries to comfort him, hugging him gently. 

“Of course.. " 

"Why him?" 

"Because he completes me, Hoseok and it is something that I thought I could even try. He makes me feel complete. ”

Episode 84, part 2: it’s all gone wrong for the Bakurae

(part 1 is here)

It’s ALL GONE WRONG FOR BAKURA:

But Bakura’s smug boyfriend has an idea…

For the last time, young man, you don’t HAVE sleeves.

Someone new comes out on deck and the first person to notice is…

A NECKLACE. 

Somehow. 

Somehow the Puzzle notices before anyone else. And somehow it notifies Yami–

–who cuts himself off mid-word from declaring his attack and winning the duel, and despite having his back to the door, becomes the second person/entity to notice the arrival of Definitely Malik Please Don’t Ask Questions

Probably a good thing it takes the others a moment to notice because Definitely Malik is not a popular guy

Otogi bravely sacrifies his handsomeness to prevent Jounouchi attacking him. 

And even Mokuba complains.

Come on, kid, Seto ARRIVED BY HELICOPTER to interrupt Yami’s duel earlier and Definitely Malik hasn’t even SAID anything yet!

In fact, the only one who’s pleased to see him is Definitely Not Malik, which isn’t suspicious at all but luckily no one’s paying attention to him.

Come on, you’re not even TRYING to look surprised!!

Anyway, Definitely Malik proclaims that it is, in fact, HE who is in control. 

Yami calls bullshit, as is only reasonable.

“I’m sure there’s a limit to the number of people who can be in control of one body at one time. right??”

So Malik’s getting Rishid to pretend that Rishid, as Malik, is controlling Yami Bakura to possess Ryou Bakura. Meanwhile Malik convinces Yami Bakura to relinquish control of Ryou Bakura, leaving Ryou actually in charge for perhaps the first time in days.

oh dear #itsallgonewrongforBakura

:/

So either. Ryou’s been totally walled out of his own body since BEFORE Bakura met Malik and immediately and unnecessarily stabbed himself. OR. Ryou is playing up Poor Wounded Helpless Ryou Is Totally Innocent, for either Bakura’s benefit or his own. 

RYOU IS SUCH AN ENIGMA I DO NOT TRUST HIM AT ALL BUT DEFINITELY HE DESERVES A FEW DAYS IN BED AND A REALLY FUCKING EXCELLENT THERAPIST

ANYWAY, everyone agrees that an attack from Osiris the Heavenly Gay Dragon would certainly knock Ryou out and maybe kill him.

Lies successfully lied, Rishid heads off, probably because he has no interest in cardgames, which honestly makes him the most tragic character on the whole damn show.

… I get the STRONG feeling that Rishid writes poetry about how sad he is that his younger brother is such a fucking megalomaniac and how much he hates it in Japan and how tedious cardgames are.

Back in the duel, Yami’s first instinct is to leave his place and go to Ryou, but Isono stops him because he’s decided the tournament should have at least one rule actually enforced and for some fucking reason, he’s landed on this one.

Buddy, Yami summoned a LITERAL GOD who has, as far as I can tell, a TANGIBLE FORM and has wrapped itself around the damn blimp. I understand it’s harder to enforce “no using arcane rituals for the purpose of bending the nature of reality itself to gain an advantage in the match” than it is to enforce “no touching”, but REALLY.

Kaiba is horrified. Not that Yami would break a rule, obviously.

He’s indignant that Yami would hesitate to launch a potentially fatal attack to win a duel, which is PRETTY FUCKING RICH coming from Mr I’m Only Alive Because Yugi Prevented Yami From Launching A Potentially Fatal Attack To Win A Duel. 

“oh, so you’re willing to be complicit in my suicide when someone else’s life is at stake but you won’t immediately willfully murder an innocent bystander to win a quarter-final match? fucking wimp”

Meanwhile, Jounouchi attempts to calmly reason with Isono…

#you’reajoke

and Bakura compliments Malik on a scheme well schemed…

THE PHARAOH. YOU KNOW IT’S THE PHARAOH. MALIK KNOWS IT’S THE PHARAOH. YAMI KNOWS HE’S THE PHARAOH. YUGI KNOWS YAMI’S THE PHARAOH. WHY DO YOU PEOPLE CONTINUE TO INSIST ON WILLFULLY USING THE WRONG GODDAMN NAME???

ahem anyway, immediately after complimenting him, Bakura goes “but nah”

… honestly I strongly suspect “ways I hate to win” is more likely to encompass “with Malik’s help” than it is “by risking Ryou’s life/health”, coming from Mr Unnecessarily Stabbed Himself Earlier Today.

So he takes back over and concedes

Yami looks stricken because it’s such an out-of-character thing to say that he suspects a terrible trap, I presume. Luckily, Bakura quickly gets back on message…

okay honey sure

Duel over, Yami rushes to help Ryou, and the others follow. 

PLEASE NOTE THE MILLENNIUM RING IN THE TOP LEFT CORNER. It does not mystically vanish, it literally just gets blown off by the attack.

Honda takes Ryou back to his room, for want of actual medical care (even though I KNOW there’s at least one doctor on this fucking blimp but the Nerd Herd don’t know that yet and NO ONE TELLS THEM, KAIBA)

Yami lingers for a moment.

</3

He starts to get all philosophical…

In terms of protecting his host, he says, but presumably he’s also wondering about their similarities more generally. Yami Bakura is the only other ghost he’s met and it’s not like their interactions have been very successful. But Yugi’s here to make him feel better…

Yugi reassures Yami and tells him that he inspires him to become a stronger person.

Yami’s face LIGHTS UP when Yugi says this, it’s SO CUTE, he’s got that serious furrowed brow right until this line and then he just beams at him, it’s fucking adorable #puzzlefeels

Yugi says he isn’t able to do much right now, but he is able to take over to give Yami a break and that Yami must need one after his intense duel.

AHHHHH <3 #puzzlefeels

AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH <3 <3 <3

So Yugi takes over and immediately smacks down Isono, who’s pointed out that Yugi is entitled to Bakura’s rarest card / a card from Bakura’s deck / something something this rule was never properly defined.

I love firm/angry Yugi! We don’t see enough of him!

Meanwhile…

Oh honey. Every part of that sentence is wrong.

… And that one.

The Nerd Herd discuss the match by Ryou’s bedside.

#charactergrowth

And only when they’re about to leave, to ask Kaiba if they can land briefly to deposit Ryou in a hospital, does Yugi notice…

The Millennium Ring. No one stopped to pick it up.

OR DID THEY??

Or did it mystically vanish and reappear for Anzu to pull it from her pocketless outfit? Who fuckin knows. #justYGOthings

~ sparklefists watches ygo is brought to you by @k-for-days, @hiramiyugioh, SK, KM, ER and KF via patreon! ~

Imagine meeting the Originals-Part 16

Hi, hello, bonjour :)

Part 16

Please, note that I am French, so there might be some mistakes here and there.

Enjoy :)

(Taking place in 3x08/09/10)

Originally posted by bloody-niklaus

You stayed in bed all morning. You didn’t sleep at all. You were exhausted. The hours passed but you couldn’t stop thinking about what Sheila said. Your mother didn’t die from cancer, she wasn’t human and maybe, you weren’t either. Your phone kept buzzing.

“Y/N IT IS REBEKAH, I AM TEXTING YOU”

You smile.

“I CAN SEE THAT. WELCOME TO THE 21ST CENTURY”

Bonnie had left you tones of messages. She broke up with Jeremy. Turns out, he kissed his dead ex-girlfriend Anna the day before and she was heart-broken. She didn’t want to talk about it, she wanted to know how you were doing.

The truth is, you didn’t know how you were doing. You were still in bed when somebody knocked at your front door. You were still wearing yesterday’s clothes. You looked terrible.

“Bonnie” you breathe when you open the door.

“Hey, how are you? You didn’t answer any of my texts”

“Sorry, I…” you sigh. You just wanted answers but the only way you could have any, was to open the chest in your attic.

“Could you…help me with something?” you ask her.

“Anything, what is it?”

You take her to your attic. “I need you to try and open that chest”

She frowns. “Why?”

“Your grandmother said the only way I could find out about…my mother, was to open the chest. She said I can only open it if I’m like her. I want you to try and open it… please?”

“I can’t. I don’t know what your mother was but…If she was a witch my grandmother would have told me, I can’t open it.”

You sigh. “I just want you to try. If you can open it, then… Maybe your grandmother was just confused…”

At first she doesn’t say anything. “Okay” she finally says.

She walks towards the chest and put her hands on each sides of it.

“I can’t open it” she says.

You close your eyes, disappointed. “Thanks, Bonnie…”

Both your phone buzzed. It was Alaric. It wanted both of you to come to his place. He had taken pictures of the cave beneath the Lockwood property and needed both of you to help him figure out what the Vikings symbols meant.

You learn that the Original family came from Europe and that the Original witch was Rebekah, Elijah and Klaus’ mother. She was the one who turned them into vampire and that the vampire vampire hunter Katherine talked to you about was their father, Mikael.

Speaking of Katherine you decide to call her but she doesn’t pick up.

“Kat’… I’m worried, call me back, please…”

After Elena tells you she told Rebekah that Klaus had killed their mother you decide to go to the Salvatores and see her. You find her crying on the floor of the living room.

“Hey…”

She sniffs and get up.

“What are you doing?” she asks with a cold tone.

“Elena told me everything…I just…wanted to know if… if you needed anything…”

Suddenly your back is against the wall and her face inches from yours.

“Why do you care?!” she screams at you.

She was still crying. You didn’t know what to say, so you hug her instead. “I’m sorry” you whisper.

It takes a while before she hugs you back, crying even more than before.

“Well isn’t that cute?” you were interrupted by Stefan.

Rebekah steps away from you “Where have you been?” she asks

“Long story” he says before disappearing. Judging from what you hear next, a door closing, you guess he went to his room.

“Are you gonna be okay?” you ask your new friend.

She doesn’t answer. “I need to be alone”

You nod. “I’ll leave, then.” And you go home.

Back home you keep trying to reach Katherine but she doesn’t pick up. You start to worry. But you are so tired that you fall asleep almost as soon as you get into bed.

The next day you are made aware of the plan to kill Klaus. They managed to lure him into town, telling him his father was dead. Rebekah texts you a picture of her, in her dress for the homecoming dance. You text her back, telling her she looked beautiful and that Matt was going to love it.

You sat on the floor of your attic, in front of the chest, staring at it. You don’t know what to do.

Katherine texts you. She was okay. She was taking Elena’s place at the homecoming dance to kill Klaus.

Kill Klaus… You weren’t sure how you felt about that. Sure, he was dangerous and the world would probably be a better place without him, but you had a problem with killing anyone in general.

Rebekah was supposed to text you before she left for the homecoming but she didn’t. You couldn’t look at that chest anymore so you decided to go to the Salvatores and see if everything was okay.

You enter Stefan’s room and see Rebekah lying on the floor, daggered.

You rush over her body and take the silver weapon out.

You were waiting for her to come back when your phone started ringing.

“Katherine!”

“Y/N where are you? I’m at your house, you’re not there!”

“I’m… At the Salvatore’s”

“What are you doing there? You know what, never mind, we failed tonight. Klaus is still alive, we had to save Damon’s life, it’s a long story, anyway, I’m living town, I just wanted to say goodbye.”

The line went dead before you could say anything more.

“What did you do?” you hear Damon’s voice behind you.

He startled you “Damon!”

“Elena!” he calls.

“She trusted you! And you literally stabbed her in the back!” you yell at him.

He takes the dagger back from you with his vampire speed and holds you still.

“What’s going on?” Elena enters the room.

“She removed the dagger!” Damon said.

You see Elena dagger Rebekah in the heart.

“Why would you do that?”

“Because it’s wrong! She trusted you!”

“We couldn’t trust her” Elena said. “We had to do it”

You start to get angry. A feeling you didn’t like but decided to embrace at this very moment.

“You’re unbelievable Elena!”

Damon turns you around and look at you deep in the eyes.

“Okay, you were never here tonight, go home”

He’s trying to compel you. You decide to play along and leave the house.

You had to help Rebekah. And you needed Klaus to do it.

You go home, thinking of a way to find him. You remember Tyler was sired to him. You take your phone and dial his number.

“Tyler, it’s Y/N. I need to talk to Klaus.”

“What?” he says like your crazy

“I have something to tell him that, I’m sure, will interest him”

“What is that?”

“I’m not telling you, and you can’t tell Caroline or anyone else. It’s for Klaus” you say, so you know he will do as you tell him.

He tells you he will help you find him in the morning.

The next morning you were awaken by somebody knocking hard on your door.

“Klaus…” you breathe, rubbing your eyes.

He grins “Sorry, love, did I wake you?”

You don’t take the time to answer “Elena daggered Rebekah last night, I need your help to get her back”

He frowns, surprised and angry.

“Where is she?”

“The Salvatore’s, I took the dagger out but Damon came back before she could wake up and Elena daggered her again” you say.

“Well, thank you, love. I’ll make sure Rebekah knows what you did for her.”

He turns around but a thought crosses your mind and you stop him.

“Klaus, wait!”

He turns to look at you, curious.

“I…”

“What is it, love?”

You sigh. “I have to show you something”

He raises his eyebrows.

You hesitate for a few seconds before taking a deep breath.

“Would you… please come in”

He grins before stepping in, his eyes on you.

You make him follow you into your attic.

“I have this… chest. Have you ever… seen those runes before, by any chance?”

He frowns. You think you see fear on his face for a second.

“Where did you get this?”

“I was told it belonged to my mother… So… have you?”

“I have, a long time ago…”

You’re getting anxious.

“What does it mean?” you ask him

He looks at you, surprise. “You don’t know?”

You shake your head no.

He chuckles.

“Can you… try to open it?”

He furrows his eyebrows. He tries anyway, but fails. “Sorry, love”

You sigh, disappointed.

“What does it mean? The runes, you said you’ve seen them before?”

He points at the first rune. “This, means water, then you have air, nature and finally, fire”

The four elements.

“What does it mean? I don’t understand” you sigh again and shake your head.

“It means, if it did belong to your mother, then your mother was probably an elemental. Which means, you are probably like her.”

You furrow your eyebrows “What’s an…elemental?”

“Something, or in this case somebody, who has the power to control an element. I believed that all the elementals were dead. Obviously I was wrong.” He says, grinning at you.

“No, I’m not… I’m human”

“Can you open it?” he asks

You sigh. “I didn’t try”

“What are you waiting for, love?”

You shake your head. “I don’t want to open it. I know I’m human, I can’t control fire or… or anything.”

“Well, how do you know? Have you tried?”

You look up at him. “No”

“Then how can you be sure?”

You stay silent for a while. Looking at each other.

“Well, I have a sister to rescue. Tell me if you manage to open it”

You nod but he was already gone.

You were standing in your attic for quite a while after that. Staring at the chest. An elemental? Controlling the elements? All that was ridiculous.

You sigh. You put your hands in each side of the chest, certain that it wouldn’t open. But it does.

I have so much feelings over Kaz and Inej he literally lost his mind when she was stabbed and then took two days to work up the courage to talk to her what a dork??? He wants to bottle her laugh and get drunk on it every night like what sappy shit Kaz I can’t deal he just wants Inej hE WANTS HER TO STAY AND HE CALLED HER HIS GIRL AND I’M STILL NOT FINE HE’S GONNA CAUSE SO MUCH SHIT TO GET HER BACK JUST FUCK ME

Hawk-Guy
  • I have a headcanon that, when meeting other superheroes for the first time, Clint Barton waits until they're just about to say their name and then deliberately turns off his hearing aids just to mess with them.
  • ***
  • The Punisher
  • Hawkeye: You're... The Undershirt? I dunno, man; I'm sorry, but that just doesn't sound very intimidating.
  • Punisher: No, I said that I'm The Punisher!
  • Hawkeye: You purchased what, now?
  • Punisher: Black Widow wasn't exaggerating about you...
  • Wolverine
  • Hawkeye: You're Walgreen's? Isn't that some sort of copyright issue? I mean, I'd hate to see the paperwork for those naming rights, y'know?
  • Wolverine: I am not Walgreen's. I am Wolverine.
  • Hawkeye: Maybelline? Impressive, I thought that one would be even harder to get ahold of. Makes a statement about gender and social constructs, though, so there's that.
  • Wolverine: Kinda wish we weren't working on the same side right about now...
  • Hawkeye: *has hearing aids back on* Why's that?
  • Wolverine: So I could get away with stabbing you.
  • Spiderman
  • Hawkeye: Diaper Pan? Kid, I would seriously reconsider that name if I were you.
  • Spiderman: You literally JUST saw me web-swinging around New York City, I KNOW you can figure out what my name is! I am Spiderman, okay? Spiderman!
  • Hawkeye: Diaphram? You have sound powers or something?
  • Spiderman: How did you even hear -- SPIDER. MAN.
  • Hawkeye: Ohhh, so you're a bug dude!
  • Spiderman: Spiders aren't even bugs. They're arachnids. How many times do I have to tell people that? Do I have to hold some kind of insect vs. arachnid seminar for the whole freakin' city or something? This is getting ridiculous, I can't believe...!
  • Hawkeye: *self-satisfied smirk*

anonymous asked:

Dude. Do me a favor. Like, a huge HUGE favor. Gimme Headcanons for UT and UF Undyne's reactions to the River Person revelation. >:3 Post-Pacifist, of course.

Okay, just cuz I like you.

UT! Undyne:
- This girl is so dramatic, she probably throws herself back under the mountain. Then climbs back up because no thanks.
- Forever holds a grudge on the river person even though they didn’t do shit.
- Feels almost betrayed. She considered herself pretty close to the river person, and probably wouldn’t have used their soul anyways.
- Probably punches Papyrus in the arm and says “YOU SHOULD’VE NOTICED!”
- Literal face palm

UF! Undyne:
- Is so pissed she tries to stab them with her spear. Probably misses.
- Blames Papyrus
- Forever trying to kill the river person. They’re selfish and kept them underground.
- Throws river person back under the mountain and tells them to stay there. They don’t

Our anons: Okay but neo-Nazis may literally hate you and call for the extermination of people like you, but are they actually causing you physical harm at this exact moment in time? Unless they are literally stabbing you right this second they are simply holding an opinion and should be respected. It’s only once they start murdering you that you may fight back and ONLY then. It’s just words, kill them with kindness for now.

Poetic Justice

Unfortunately, this story is hearsay, as I was not present for this session. Two things you need to know: 1, we really like Norse stuff, especially the current GM of this campaign; 2, one of the players was so arrogant and jerkish that we all came to slowly hate him over the course of a few years. He was just a pile of insufferable antics and god complexes. So really, this whole thing is justified.

To begin, the loot rules for this dungeon included putting all loot in a wagon to be divided up after the end of the session. They’ve just looted the first room. 

Hated Player: I take the silver longsword.

Group Leader (OOC): Dude, we agreed. The loot stays in the wagon. If you take it, by honor I’ll have to fight you.

HP: *hard stare* I…take…the longsword. *grabbing motion*

Game Master: Make an attack roll. *to the GL*

GL: *charges, rolls a crit* *proceeds to charge-stab with his lance, killing the HP in one hit*

HP (OOC): OH MY GOD!! *angry bickering*

GM: You know….by Norse mythology….if you eat the eyes of someone you’ve slain, they’ll become your slave forever in Valhalla.

GL (OOC): Okay. I eat his eyes.

HP: *literally flips the table and storms out of the room*

For a while the group just cracks up laughing, setting everything back up, not even annoyed at having to reset all the pieces and pick up all their dice. Soon the H.P. returns to explain why what he did was perfectly okay, how the G.L. and G.M. were both wrong, how his character wouldn’t have been a slave in the afterlife, and so on. Eventually the GM just tells him to gtfo, which he does. HP has not been back since, and it’s been a few years now. I wish I’d been there to see it.

And we have another parellel!

Okay guys

I literally just finished watching the season 9 finale. Dean was stabbed in the chest and died. Season 12 finale, Cas was stabbed in the back and died. 

Originally posted by xagaaga

Originally posted by weallneedcastiel

Dean being controlled by the power of the mark. Cas being controlled (albeit, briefly) by the Jack’s power. 

Originally posted by theeconsultingwizard

Originally posted by weallneedcastiel

Among other parallels, believe it or not, the season 9 finale actually gave me even more hope that Castiel will return. Dean returned as a demon. We’ll see how Cas will return. Will he harbor some of Jack’s power? Hopefully all juiced back up, wings and all. We all know he misses them. 

Hot Mess

Because I’m still pissed off that I’m watching this stupid show even though it makes no sense and wtf even was that finale, and just I’ve held out so long because of Dylan, and I’m not sure I can anymore. SO to make myself feel better I wrote this /sort of/ fix it fic, but really you don’t have to have been watching like me to appreciate it. (In fact you’re probably better off.) It’s Sterek obviously.

<This year was a hot mess.

<It’s probably good you weren’t around. Although, it still would have been a hot mess if you were, but… at least you would have been here.

<I kind of miss you.

<Like a lot actually.

Stiles honestly doesn’t expect a response. He hasn’t really gotten one from Derek in a while, not since Braeden came back into town with the Desert Wolf trailing after her. Which for a mercenary, Braeden sucks at doing her job. That’s besides the point though. He texts Derek anyway because it’s more cathartic than anything even if no one responds. Derek’s probably changed his number or become a hermit caveman type that doesn’t use anything man-made.

<I got stabbed in the chest with a shard of glass, you know. Okay so I landed on a shard of glass, whatever. It still hurt, and there was blood. 

<It would make dealing with this disaster a lot easier for me if you were here. But I get it. You’re being one with nature and taking a break and all that.

<Although, I hope that’s not literal and you’re like buried somewhere and that’s why you’re not responding.

<God, no wonder she didn’t say anything when she came back. Did your girlfriend leave you for dead somewhere in the desert????

>She’s not my girlfriend.

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Bad Moon

Characters:  Dean X Reader

Summary:  Reader is a bartender.  Dean comes through town.  This is set a few weeks before Sam triple lindy’s into the cage with Lucifer.

Word Count:  2414

Warnings:  Language, SMUT, unprotected sex (come on now, wrap it up at home, kids), kinda angsty

As always, feedback is appreciated and welcomed.  

Tags at the bottom.  Thanks for reading!

BAD MOON

The green-eyed man places his hand inside yours, palm up, across the bar top.  Taking a finger, you delicately trace the lines that cross his calloused hand.  

“Hmm.  Very interesting,” you remark, raising your eyebrows for effect.

“What?” he replies, eyes narrowing in skepticism.

“See this line here? It tells me that you’ve had a difficult life.”

“And?” You swear his eyes twinkle as he watches your face.

“You’re a good man, but for some reason, you don’t believe it.   Um, you live dangerously.  And you’ve been through tragedy.  More than once.  Oh, and you carry a heavy burden on your shoulders.”

“You can tell all that from a palm?”   To his credit, he looks amazed.

“Not really, I’m just selling snake-oil.  Simple parlor tricks.”  Flashing him a grin, you release his hand.

He laughs, a deep and genuine laugh.  You get the feeling it’s not a sound that many people get to hear.  “You conned a con.  Well done.”

“How about another round?” you ask just before his phone begins to ring in his pocket.  Nodding at you, he stands and steps away from the bar to take the call.  Watching the handsome man as you crack open another beer for him, you can’t help but wonder what his life is like.  So much sorrow, so much peril.  That was no trick, you can practically feel it radiating of him.  Finishing his call, he slips his phone back into his pocket and pulls out his wallet.

“No, this one’s on me,” you refuse him.  

“Thanks, sweetheart. Sorry, but I gotta go.  Work thing.  Listen, (Y/N), it was nice meeting.  You take care, all right?”

“Will do, Dean.”  As his broad shoulders walk away from you, a chill passes over you.  Something dark, sinister.  “Dean?” He turns to look at you.  “I don’t know where it is your going, but you need to be careful.”

His eyes widen in surprise. “What does that mean?”

“Call it a hunch.  Or womanly intuition.  Just…just watch your back, okay?”

Standing frozen for a moment, he considers your words.  “Okay,” he agrees before walking out the door.

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The young man lies down in a bed at the hospital. He had been brought in by Anbu Forces that found him near the gate. His situation at the time was a lot worse. His contact from the recent mission had stabbed him in the back, both literally and metaphorically. He managed to still complete the mission but had passed out from blood loss near the gate. His situation upon the discovery was sheer luck as he would've died if found a couple minutes later. His right arm and right eye were in bandages.

Hinata had heard what happened and rushed to the hospital in concern for her husband. She was afraid of what she would find, would he be okay? Would he even be alive? A soft whine of concern escaped the woman’s lips as the nurse lead her to Kinjiro’s room.

I’ll Carry You

Okay here is my first request sent in by @kitorkonnor! Hope you enjoy it was super fun writing it. These two dorks are just so fun to write for I swear!!!!

Title: I’ll Carry You Rating: G Words: 1430

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“You know Partner, you’re surprisingly light.”

Yosuke laughed as he adjusted himself on Souji’s back. It was dark and he was too tired to care if anyone saw them as the two made their way home after an especially intense session of training in the TV world. His exhaustion must have shown after the two parted ways with the rest of the group, as Souji had offered him, quite literally, a lift back to Dojima’s house for the night.

“I bet you say that to all the girls,” He said into the Souji’s shoulder.

“Nope, just you,” Souji chuckled, he sounded tired too. Yosuke felt a stab of guilt for having the poor guy carry him.

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  • Me: I have no time for you, Marvel Cinematic Universe Loki!
  • Loki: But I have daddy issues!
  • Me: Cool motive! Still murder.
  • Loki: But I was possibly mind-raped!
  • Me: You still caused the deaths of who knows how many people and CLEARLY didn’t have too much of a problem with the concept even before said possible mind-rape.
  • Loki: So what? Odin did that too!
  • Me: Not. An. Excuse.
  • Loki: But I really loved my mother!
  • Me: Enough to deny her love?
  • Loki: But I’m really charming and snide!
  • Me: You called Natasha a cunt.
  • Loki: ...
  • Loki: ... yeah, okay, I did do that.
  • Me: Plus you back stab EVERYONE. EVERYONE.
  • Me: Literally, in Thor’s case.
  • Loki: But I’m played by Tom Hiddleston!
  • Me: ...
  • Me: ...well played.
Sweet like Candy

(A Fluffy-Funny Tony Stark Brand birthday Drabble for the anon who requested it.)

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His morning started with a hangover, and a single, cold hand creeping across his chest.

“You, my darling butterfly—” Tony told him six times to stop calling him that, “—are an absolute idiot.”

That too.

“I love it when you whisper such sweet things into my ear at the ass-crack of dawn, Fro-Zone.”

Cold hands have sharp nails, and Loki was such a cat sometimes. Then again, Loki had told him to cut it out with the nicknames, too.

Hah, like that would ever happen.

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  • TV character: I like hot girls. I like hot boys. I just like hot people.
  • TV character: Yeah I loved (guy) but I really love (girl) now. Love is just fluid you know?
  • TV character: *has explicit sex scenes with male characters and female characters* I guess I'm gay now?
  • TV character: *flirts with male lead the same way they flirt with female extras* I'm not gay!
  • TV character: I dated this guy back in highschool and still have feeling for him, but I'm engaged to you, a lady, now so it's okay. I stopped being gay.
  • TV character: It was just a phase.
  • TV character: [talking to lesbian lover she literally just had sex with] this is why you don't fall for straight girls. They miss dick.
  • me: IS THE WORD BISEXUAL ON THE FCC BANNED LIST OR???