lol i need these tags to get notes

Green Eyed Monster.

Request from anon:Would you be interested in writing a Bucky x Avenger!reader where someone in the group convinces everyone to go to a club and the reader surprises everyone with her outfit and suggestively dancing with someone and Bucky gets jealous, yanks the guy off her and takes his place? And maybe it ends in smut (implied or graphic, I’m good with either lol).

Note: Apologies for the delay in this post. Also because my mind has been all over the place lately can you please let me know if I forgot to add you to my perm tag list? Thank you! <3

Jealous!Bucky x Reader

Words: 1,660

Warnings: Very mild language, flirting and implied smut….think that is everything. Let me know if I need to put anything else.

Disclaimer: GIF used is one that I made <3

This was a stupid idea. A REALLY stupid idea. It had taken you long enough to socialise properly with those you now considered your family and now you were being dragged out of the tower…..to a club no less! A club that had quite the reputation if you remembered correctly and it wasn’t one you wanted to indulge yourself in either.

“Nat….I’m really not up for this.”

“You’re not getting out of it [l/n] so don’t even try. I know there’s a party girl in there somewhere and I am determined to bring her out into the open!”

“WE are determined to bring her out.” Wanda’s voice soon sounded out from the other side of your bathroom door as she waited along with Natasha for you to get yourself ready. “….and I know that there is a little part of you that is excited about this….”

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I feel like I haven’t done something in a while so here’s a thing for all my lovely followers :)) this could also be like a getting close to 5k celebration??

rules + info:

  • please follow me (since this is like,,, for my followers)
  • reblog this post (likes don’t count)
  • check out my creations (optional but appreciated☺️)
  • there will be 1 winner and 2-3 runner ups for each category (except the bolded categories, everyone’s a winner there)
  • this will be divided into hp and multifandom categories bc it would be too much to narrow down and like not fair??
  • this must get at least 100 notes or we’ll pretend it never happened (it’s a high number bc I need to fill up all the categories and I don’t want it to be the same people lol)
  • deadline to enter is october 3rd (mean girls dstfjfhd)

categories and prizes under the cut :) (PLEASE READ THEM BC THERE’S LIKE SPECIFIC STUFF AND FHGFJGHD)

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**** please specify bc I’m oblivious 


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WINNERS

- a follow from me (if not already)
- satisfaction,,?
- all my love and friendship (if not already)
- a place on my wall of fame (if not already)
- three promos upon request
- an edit request (gif, icon, edit)

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- satisfaction,,?
- all my love and friendship (if not already)
- a place on my wall of fame
- a promo upon request
- 1 icon request (like one specific icon,,,)

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So I’d recommend Humans as well.

[Phil talking about Humans in his live show on January 12, 2017]

Fighting with an iron fist (Part Two)

Note: Swearing, slight forced themes (no rape), slight violence. 

Words: 1275 (Yay!) 

Originally posted by wintersthighs

Dawnte unlocked the door to make sure no one was following you, or going to hurt you when he placed the key into your hand gently. “You be careful okay. Here.” He held out his number for you. “If you need anything, just call me. I don’t want anything from you in return. I just want you to be safe.” He said as you smiled. It was nice that he had cared so much, despite you being able to set yourself on fire at the snap of a finger, but we won’t go into that detail. You don’t understand, but part of you was glad you met Dawnte as you nod your head when he went to his car. You watched him as he got in waving before starting his car up. He left the hotel as you closed the door before letting out a sigh placing the keys onto the stand by the door.

You were still upset over the whole ordeal when your phone rang again as you growled lifting it up to see Steve’s name displayed onto the screen. You immediately answered it, because you knew Steve was always on your side when it came to debates between you and Bucky. “(Y/N)?” Steve’s worried voice made your heart snap as you slid down the door tearing up. “S-Steve..” Your voice trembled gently when you heard a sigh of relief course through his breathe. “Oh thank god you’re alive. You stormed out so fast and Bucky wasn’t far behind.” He said making you wince at the mention of his name. “What happened?” He asked softly.

“Bucky is a two-timing manwhore that’s what happened!” You spat angrily standing up as you paced the small hotel room. “H-He was just playing with me! I was just going to be a fuck to him!” You felt the carpet under you start to heat up as you grew anger. “You’re kidding..” Steve sounded genuinely in shock at that statement. “Yes! I came home early from the bar and he was having sex with some big breasted bitch!” You practically fuming at this point as you ranted to Steve who sighed. “Language.” He said in stern tone making you sigh before you slowly started to calm down. “I’m sorry.” You spoke softly running your finger through your hair.

“Where are you? I’m coming to get you.” Steve said as you shook your head no as if he could see you. “I’m not going anywhere until at least tomorrow to get my stuff and find a new place to stay. Hell I’ll move to frickin’ Georgia with my Aunt if I have to.” You said gritting your teeth so hard you thought one of them was going to crack under the force. “(Y/N), you can’t run from this forever.” He said softly. “I’m going to run until I burn out Steve.” You said before sitting on the edge of the bed. “I have to go. I’m going to bed. If that little metal armed fuck thinks I’m going to look at him, he’s sadly mistaken.” You said before hanging up.

You threw your phone onto the bed before sighing when the door open as you stood up seeing Bucky closing the door. Your eyes widened in shock that he was there when he shut it and locked it as you mentally cursed yourself for not locking it beforehand. “Get out.” You growled softly as he looked at you not moving. “Not until we talk.” He said in a calm voice as you gripped your fists fully prepared to knock him on his ass. “There’s nothing to talk about James.” You said his name like it was poison on your tongue as it rolled off the tip. “Just let me explain–” He started as you cut him off. “What is there to explain?” You threw your hands up at his unbelievable ignorance.

“She didn’t mean anything.” He said as you sighed rolling your eyes before letting out a dry laugh when you looked him in the eyes. “Obviously I didn’t mean anything either.” You said as your expression turned emotionless making him grit his teeth. “You mean everything to me! I love you!” He said grabbing your shoulders in a harsh grip. You struggled against him as he tightened it making you wince as the metal fingers dug into your skin. “If you loved me you wouldn’t have slept with her!” You countered when he smashed his lips to yours. You almost gave in, but you remember his lips on hers before you bit down onto his bottom lip harshly. He grunted which gave you enough strength to push him away from you.

He licked the dark red liquid that dripped down onto his chin as he glared at you angrily. You panted softly glaring right back at him as your eyes flashed orange for a moment. “Leave me alone you worthless piece of garbage. I hate you.” You couldn’t stress the word ‘hate’ enough as you stepped back hitting the wall in tears. Bucky looked at you before sighing as he ran his fingers through his hair when he walked over to you. “Let me fix this.” He whispered softly almost pleading as you looked in his eyes seeing love and hope in his eyes. “What’s there to fix Bucky? You think you can bend me over and fuck me in the ass and think that it’s okay?” You asked as his eyes widened slightly.

“What?” He asked unable to process your words as you pushed him back away from you. “I don’t want you in this room anymore. I’m not letting you hurt me anymore. So get out, or I’ll do something I might not regret.” You said in an angered tone as he pulls away looking at you. “We are on a team together, that’s it. You don’t look at me, you don’t talk to me, and you don’t even breath in my direction unless it’s about a mission. Do you hear me James?” You asked as your voice slightly cracks, but your expression is stone cold, meaning you meant what you said to him. Bucky nods licking his lips once more to wipe away the dried blood from your attack.

“So that’s it? It’s over?” He asked as you looked down to the ground when you looked back up to him. “It’s over, because you decided you wanted to get you dick wet.” You said before shaking angrily when you turned around to face the bathroom door. “Leave Bucky.” You spoke when you heard the lock click as the door opened and closed. You looked back to see he was truly gone as you covered your face before looking to the number on your stand. You needed to talk to someone who wasn’t an Avenger when you picked up your phone. You dialed Dawnte’s number before biting your lip seeing it was two in the morning. 

Just when you thought he wasn’t going to answer his groggy voice picked up the phone. “Hello?” He asked yawning as you twirled the ends of your cocktail dress. “I know it’s late and you probably have work and I’m so sorry for disturbing you, but I could really use your voice right now. I just need to talk to someone.” You said as he smiles on the other end. “Oh that’s okay. I’m actually off tomorrow so we could talk all you want.” He said as she heard some rustling of covers. Unaware to her that his form changed to reveal the God of Mischief, Loki, himself grinning as you started to rant about your now ex-boyfriend.

Author’s Note: Wow, I didn’t expected to get so many likes lol thank you! Also I am that Author who makes you hate Bucky when you want to cuddle him! ^///^ huehuehuehue 

Tag List: @ailynalonso15
I think I have MADD...

I’m having this awkward moment when I discover maladaptive daydreaming is a real condition, yet I’m not sure I have the right symptoms to classify myself with having it. However, a lot of the symptoms are so relatable. I look through the maladaptive daydreaming tag and I’m like, “Yes, yes, yes!” My blog turned into a daydreaming blog for a bit and I’ve been getting notes. This never happens to me. lol

However, I’ve been trying to avoid reblogging posts that have maladaptive daydreaming terms in the text itself because I was never officially diagnosed with this. I always thought being overly imaginative was a combination of me being weird and having Asperger’s Syndrome. When I daydream, I need to pace so that I can think stuff through better (just being weird). I don’t like talking to people so I spent a lot of time alone, thus, this started happening (Asperger’s).

[I just started pacing as I type this]

I’m here thinking that this condition I found a few days ago is so fitting.

It’s the negative part, which I find to be the main definer of maladaptive daydreaming as I read about it, to be the thing that keeps me from really thinking I have it. I like daydreaming, it’s fun. Sometimes I get so into it that it helps me keep my mind off physical pain, like migraines, which I get often.

There are still some negatives though, such as:

  • When my mom comes into my room and sees me walking in a random part of my room and I know she thinks her daughter is crazy. (lol she’s said it before)
  • I pace so much that there’s literally a dark path on the carpet from my flip-flops.
  • I have a mirror so when I see myself, I feel stupid.
  • I can do this for hours so I must tell myself, “Okay, I need to do this important thing now or else.”
  • I lose a good 30 minutes to a couple hours of sleep because of daydreaming. I’m a night owl so I stay up late, which means “bedtimes” are pretty much nonexistent.
  • I have tinnitus from playing music too loud when I daydream.
  • I would much rather daydream than actually draw my characters or write about them.
  • Sometimes my feet hurt from pacing.
  • I bump into things when I’m pacing.
  • A day when I don’t daydream by pacing feels like I wasted a day.

These are all the most current problems it causes me.

Sometimes daydreaming does get in the way of my responsibilities like I said up there…but just not as much as it used to. I had more of a problem with it when I was younger. When I was a kid, daydreaming was really embarrassing. I remember the first time I was caught in class, and it was all the way back in kindergarten.

As a kid, not only did I pace, but I talked to myself and made strange twisting movements with my fingers. Kids in my class would ask me why I did it but I could never answer because I wasn’t even aware I did it. It was so bad in third grade that my teacher sent me to counseling. I told the counselor I was just seeing cartoons in my head. lol She pretty much told me to try to concentrate more.

When I went to middle school and went into a social group for kids with Asperger’s, I once met a kid who daydreamed all the time, so much so that he would not talk to other kids at all. He talked to himself and paced all over the place right in front of everyone. He reminded me of when I was younger. That’s when I thought, “Hey, I matured!”

But I still daydreamed, and even as a college student about to go into graduate studies, I still pace. I don’t do the finger thing anymore (well…I hope I don’t lol no one points it out anymore), but I feel the urge to pace and have fun with my own thoughts. I just like daydreaming and getting up to walk rather than sitting at my desk all day.

Soooo, is this stuff enough to make it okay for me to reblog tags specifically talking about MADD, or no? This has been haunting me for a bit.

I don’t want to keep on salting about m20 because it gets tiring repeating yourself over and over again, but I just wanna get some things off my chest?? firstly the “Misty and Brock not being in M20 is for the children!!!” argument… just doesn’t make sense? and with the very saddening news that a movie with all the companions was an initial idea and later ditched just proves the point that it wasn’t “for the children” at all.

like, kids aren’t stupid. and we live in the age of the internet too, where it’s extremely easy to search for virtually anything. if younger viewers are interested in the anime, they can very easily search online and learn about Misty, Brock, etc. like I assume a lot of younger people in the fandom have done? to assume all kids are ignorant about OS-BW is… just very unrealistic lol. chances are a lot of younger fans know who the early companions are. and well, if the anime actually cared about continuity we wouldn’t have had this issue but that’s a rant for another day… :)

also, this argument of “it’s for kids so stop complaining” is also… ??? because pokemon is for all ages. it’s not an obvious for-kids-only show like idk, stuff on baby channels is, and plenty of official pokemon anime things are published on websites like Twitter (from both Japan and the west) where you’re unlikely to find the “target audience” of the anime - so yes adults are allowed to criticise the anime for things like M20. being mainly targeted at kids also doesn’t mean it’s absolutely free of criticism from older fans, and there’s a lot of hypocrisy in saying “you’re an adult so stop criticising it” when I bet that 98% of the people going around saying that have criticised the anime for whatever reason at one point.

speaking of fans, I’m so tired of pro-M20 fans yelling at anti-M20 fans every time they have a negative opinion, because frankly I haven’t seen any anti (so far) being rude to pros about their opinions, like personally I hope everyone who’s looking forward to the movie has a great time, but as soon as you say ONE negative thing you get people being like “LOL YOU MAD? STAY SALTY NOSTALGIA IDIOT” or something like… there is zero need for that lol. people have opinions??? sorry that’s so infuriating for you??? I’m more upset at how people are treating those who are, rightfully, disappointed with M20 than the movie itself tbh.

(as a side note, the tag “m20” was accidentally started by me because I used it as something people could blacklist if they didn’t want to see my negativity towards it. I didn’t mean it to become widely used, despite how funny I find it, or it was merely a coincidence and people just had the same as idea as me, whatever, my point is the original use of this tag was not with the intentions of starting a “hate tag”. it was a blacklist tag.)

I’m probably forgetting a lot of things but… like I said I hope everyone who is excited for this movie has a good time but sadly I’m not that interested in it besides the credits where the companions get their cameos so uhhhh…. yeah

anonymous asked:

Am I the only one bothered by all the unrelated content in the pewdiepie tag just to get notes ? esp when they make a whole post totally not corralated to him like you're just abusing idc about your jacksepticeye bullshit

I think I know exactly what post you’re talking about and it bothered me as well..

I love how people will slander his name in every direction but when they need notes suddenly his name ain’t that bad, lol 

#pathetic 

Don’t Mess With My Girl (Part Two)

A/N: I’M SO FREAKING SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER I feel so bad because so many of you have messaged me but honestly I have been so lazy with posting and checking my messages. Please forgive me. I’m so sorry. SO SO SORRY. Anyways! Here is Part Two… and it looks like there will be a Part 3 …unless you guys don’t want it lol. But I am currently going through Dead Week for Winter Quarter (love that college life) so I won’t probably post alot until next week when I get off for Spring Break! (Alot is coming I PROMISE) LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK OF THIS PLEASE

Warning: Swearing, Thoughts of self is kinda :(,  Angst 

Tags: @aedwards4102 @fandommaniacx (I’m so sorry for anyone I missed because there is so many notes on the imagine that I can’t go through it all and look lol) ((I’m the worst)) 

Dean x Reader 

Word Count: 1367

Part One 

“Hey! Y/N! Get your ass out of the car and let’s talk!” You whirled around in disbelief to watch a stumbling, bloody Brady trample out of the dive bar and towards Dean’s car. Shit. You were frozen in your passenger seat. This was not going to end well at all. You needed to get Dean out of there now.

“Dean, leave it. Let’s go,” You called out softly to the green-eyed hunter. You watched as he looked between you and Brady, his desire to kick Brady’s ass was slightly diminished as he saw your tired expression. He gave a slight nod, quickly sliding into the driver’s seat. He kept his eyes on the stumbling man, making sure to rev the engine in a threatening manner before he drove out of the parking lot.

During the 5 minute ride back to the motel, Dean didn’t say anything. His knuckles were clenched around the steering wheel as he watched the road, you were afraid he was going to rip it right off of Baby. You desperately wanted to know what he was thinking. You wanted to apologize for putting him in such a position. You were scared that this would cause a riff in your friendship. Not only did you force him to pretend to be your boyfriend, but he had to make sure that Brady didn’t hurt you. An overwhelming sense of anxiety crushed you, it felt as if your chest was caving in on you and a whimper escaped your lips as soon as Dean pulled in front of the motel room.

He whipped his head towards you as he shut off the engine, concern etched all over his face as he quickly got out and walked towards you. He opened the passenger door and knelt in front of you, grabbing your small hands as he watched you tremble slightly. His brows furrowed as all he heard was a continuous I’m Sorry. I’m Sorry. I’m Sorry – fall from your lips. His heart clenched at the sight of you; a woman he had seen defeat the most gruesome monsters, fall apart because of some scumbag who never deserved you. He pressed a kiss on your palm before effortlessly scooping you up and out of your seat. He shut the door with his hip, arms cradling you.

This was why you never went home. You knew that something would happen that would reopen old wounds that you thought you had stitched up nicely. And now, here, in front of Dean Winchester, you were being unraveled in the worst way.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. Shhh.” You refused to let go of him as he placed you on the motel bed. Your hands were grabbing his flannel as if it were your lifeline. And maybe it was. Maybe Dean Winchester was all you needed at this very moment. The man who had been there for you, and had watched you grow into a woman who could kick ass when needed, who had grown to love Sam as if she were his sister, who had been there for Dean in the darkest of times. And now, just maybe, it was Dean’s turn to be there for you. “Do you wanna change into something comfortable?” He asked softly as he placed his hands over yours, gently trying to pry them off of him so he could take off his layers. You numbly got up and went to your duffel bag, pulling out some shorts. Dean hesitantly walked over to where you stood, setting down one of his long sleeved shirts – a gray Henley that you loved so much. Tears pricked your eyes as you shakily stripped down and put on the clothes so you could lay down.

Dean’s heart was heavy as he watched you. He was so unbelievably angry at Brady, at himself. He was the one who suggested to visit your hometown, the one who made you relive memories he had no idea you didn’t want anymore. He was hurt that you unintentionally played with his emotions by having him play the boyfriend – a role he wanted so badly. He wanted to kiss you senselessly, he wanted to ease your pain and make sure you knew just how beautiful, just how loved you truly were. He had changed into grey sweats and a white t-shirt. He so badly wanted to hold you, but was unsure as to what you needed at this very moment.

“I’m so sorry, Dean,”

“For what? Y/N, talk to me,” he pleaded, his voice hoarse.

“I didn’t – I should have told you. About Brady, about home.” You sat next to the eldest Winchester, the bed dipped at the weight the both of you pushed down upon it. He reached for your hand, intertwining it with his.

“Tell me now.”

And you did. You told him about what Brady had down to you. How much it hurt to see him, how he acted as if he didn’t hurt you. His words still rang through your head on bad days, when you doubted yourself. Especially when you weren’t your best during a hunt. You told him about how Brady’s words had created this pit in your chest that refused to close no matter how much you loved yourself and loved others, no matter how many good deeds you did – it wasn’t enough. You told him how this hometown became hell for you before you met the Winchester’s. How these roads and these houses seemed as if they were caving in on you, mocking you. You were supposed to do something with your life, marry a man (Brady most likely) and have kids and become a stay at home mother. And you were so glad you got the hell out of there. So fucking relieved that you got to do something meaningful – even if hunting never payed, and you rarely got thanked. It meant the world to you, to be on the road with Sam and Dean. To help them. To love them. This hometown brought out memories of a ‘you’ that you wanted to burn, that you were so incredibly ashamed of because how naïve could you be? How stupid and blind could you be?

By the end of it all, Dean was holding you tightly as you cried into his chest. His fingers raked through your hair as he rocked you gently. There wasn’t much to be said. For the life of him, he couldn’t find words to say that could possibly help you, so he hoped to god that holding you was enough for now. It was in that moment, that he swore he would shower you with the love you deserved. And Dean wasn’t one for showing much affection, but for you he’d go through hell and back (again) if it meant that you would never cry again, that you wouldn’t suffer anymore. He had no idea that you were holding so much in. He was touched by how much you shared with him, letting him see you at your most vulnerable.

“Hey. But look at you now? Screw who you were back then, it’s gone. You’ve grown and you’ve done things that people wouldn’t even believe,” Dean gushed, trying to ease up on the sadness that had infiltrated into the motel room.

“But I’ve also had to give up a shit ton, Dean!” You quickly pushed him off of you, feeling as if you were going to explode from all the emotions that whirred inside you. You angrily tried to wipe away your tears. Dean watched helplessly from the edge of the motel bed.

“We’ve all had to, Y/N. You know that, it comes with the job. What is it that you want so badly?”

You couldn’t help but shiver slightly at the low tone of his voice that filled the room. You wanted to cross over to where he sat and kiss him without shame. You wanted to tug at his short dark hair, and look into his beautiful green eyes and tell him that you wanted him. But there was too much at risk. You were too much of a mess to love. And that wasn’t something you could say to the eldest Winchester.

Part 3

Look, you can say Brienne deserves better than Jaime and you can call him ‘the sister fucking cripple’ (yes I have actually seen that from a certain person) but the fact still stands that Jaime and Brienne will eventually end up together whether in life or death. People who say otherwise simply don’t understand these characters or the story.

And while on the topic, it still makes me sick that people would ship Brienne with someone who repeatedly leers at her, calls her derogatory names such as ‘the big woman’ indicating he doesn’t actually know her name and if he does know her name, that makes it worse and then, actually verbalises the wish to impregnate her, causing her to seem visibly uncomfortable in every scene with him.

I get that it started off as a joke and I found it mildly amusing at first but people took it too far (you know which people I’m talking about).

Oh and they have never actually spoken. That’s sexual harassment.

Just saying…

Translating the Kaitai Shinsho for RE7 the best I can (my Japanese isn’t as good as it used to be- need to get back on the lessons lol) but apparently Ethan & Mia aren’t Texans but they’re from LA. Mia’s license is fake? (Unless I’m mis-translating xD) If Anyone here speaks/reads better Japanese please help me out here hah

EDIT! Ethan is a software engineer from LA- Mia is from Texas. I’d gotten lines confused in my notes xD

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Emotionally stunted grumps + the tiny women who don’t take their shit

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It’s rare of me to make to think of a scenario that’s only two panels long, even more when it’s about my ocs, so… 

anyways let me introduce you, these are bella and melody, they’re twins and i love them. I’ll try to make more things with them this year, and if i manage to finally design them all, i’d like to show you the main seven characters for my story :3 

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Mari Christmas! (*^∀゚)ъ

When gift boxes start falling from the sky, everyone thinks it’s a Christmas miracle. The scores of solid objects blasting through the roofs of their homes moments later remind them that just maybe, they should be worrying about the laws of gravity as well. Some choose to hide from the barrage in their homes, while others decide to scramble outside to seek shelter elsewhere.

Bad choice. The townspeople scream and dive out of the way as a pink helicopter swoops low to the ground. Eight children are nearly decapitated. They’re being comforted by their parents after this traumatizing experience as the helicopter slows its descent and hovers in place.

The door to the aircraft slams open to reveal Ohara Mari wearing a red Santa suit and obviously fake white beard. She takes in everyone’s terrified faces with interest. Then, Mari winks, forms a circle with her thumb and forefinger, and whispers, “It’s joke!

No one says a word. Perhaps they’re in shock over the whole situation. Mari doesn’t pay them any mind and says, “Ciao~” before closing the door. The helicopter begins to pick up height, and the bystanders shake themselves out of their stupor so that they can quickly back away before they’re blown off their feet by the resulting winds. Mari’s helicopter veers sharply right and takes off, nearly colliding with a power line. The crowd watches the helicopter slowly fade from sight in stunned silence.

Thousands of homes are destroyed. The entire town is laid to waste, and children weep at the loss of their image of Santa Claus.

But it’s okay, because Dia is money. Mari will drop off the bill for the damages at the Kurosawa estate in the morning.

She chuckles to herself as her helicopter flies off into the night. With this, Dia will definitely regret telling the Ohara heiress that Santa wasn’t real when they were first years.

@alliedoesstuff tagged me in a “getting to know people better” so yeah why not :)

Name: Elena (pronounced Yelena, don’t ask)

Nickname: Lena, Leni, witch

Gender: Female (I guess)

sexuality: Bisexual as of now (lol)

zodiac: Aries

height: 164 cm

current time: 8pm

favorite animals: cats

dogs or cats: cats

blog age: like 2 months… 2 and a half

reason behind tumblr: I needed to post a Septicart! And stayed cuz of the Antipocalypse lol 

Tagging people I see a lot in my notes cuz I’m horrible with names: @theday-breaker @randomcrystals @viostormcaller @bartonisamess @laceyb1199 @skywardrebel @vity-dream

starsinoureyescas  asked:

Hiya! I'm a huge fan of your blog— and I may or may not have post notifications on— And was just wondering if you have any good bakery fics. Baker Dean or Cas, it doesn't really matter to me. I would appreciate it so much! Stay awesome :)

Thank you! Every time someone compliments us I’m suspicious that it’s Admin J disguised as anon :’D! You have proved me wrong! Anyway, do I have good bakery fics? Hell yes I do! Admin J is probably not happy with the length of this post because she’s the one who has to link all these fics for you… but whatever! I swear to God I’ve probably read every single fic in baker Dean/Cas tag and well, everything related to baker AU generally. So here is SOME of my favorite bakery AU stories, yes there’s more to come later :’D

Also you might be interested of our bakery/coffee shop tag, so HERE is a link to that.

Enjoy! – Admin A


Title: What’s Life Without A Little Sprinkles?

Author: emmiegrace

Rating: Mature

Words: 8,549 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★ ★

Admin A’s notes: If this isn’t the sweetest and the funniest thing ever written then I don’t know what is! Seriously, baker Cas is one of my favorite tags even though baker Dean would make so much more sense :’D

Summary: From the outside “Bee’s Knees Bakery” and “Demon Ink” don’t seem like the kind of shops to share a sidewalk. But really the cutesy sign hanging above the Cupcakery was drawn one late evening by a tattoo artist with skulls on his arm, but flowers covering his chest.

And if you take a step inside the black painted tattoo shop you’ll find a man with more love in his heart for his husband than he has tattoos on his body. And he’s willing to do anything for his dorky huffy little baker next door. Including going on a lame frilly reality competition show.

In which Castiel takes his husband as his assistant on “Cupcake Wars”

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Title: apple pie life

Author: poetictragedy

Rating: Explicit

Words: 5,846 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★

Admin A’s notes: I need a sequal for this, now! You might not know it yet but if you keep scrolling down this ask you’ll notice that I will go a little crazy and start reccing every single baker fic that I know of :’D It’s my fav tag to read! Just like homeless Cas tag, florist cas, single parent cas… you get the picture :’D

Summary: Dean is a lonely mechanic, and Castiel is a baker. Dean becomes infatuated with him and Castiel fills the empty void in his life.

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Title: OPCOST - the oneshot

Author: BeautifulDelusions

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Words: 6,101 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★

Admin A’s notes: I need to open a bakery called Piegatory Café! Lol thats the best name ever… and this note has nothing to do with the fic because I don’t know what to say about it, except that it was fluffy and sweet and shy Dean was awesome!

Admin J’s notes: I can see you in that café of yours. It’s covered with framed SPN images. And there’s no customers anywhere.

Summary: Dean Winchester is a pastry chef at Piegatory Café, and he may or may not have a crush on a regular customer who probably has no idea Dean even exists. But that’s okay because Dean doesn’t know the guy’s name or where the guy works or if the guy’s single or even interested in other men.

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Title: Pity Party Pie

Author: shellygurumi

Rating: Mature

Words: 15,186 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★

Admin A’s notes: I love Cas in this! He’s no-nonsense, confident and self-assured that doesn’t usually appear on AU’s like this, and Dean is the more shy and awkward one. Because I’m a bottom Cas reader I think I’m more forgiving to the whole whiny-twink Cas thing that people make him to be, but I do love it when he’s like this. Socially awkward, yes! Weak and feminine, hell no!

Summary: Dean just moved to Pontiac, Illinois to get a change of local. New in town, he’s having a hard time dealing, until he finds a bakery that claims to have the best pie around. It helps that one of the workers there is a rather attractive and friendly guy, with pretty blue eyes and an offer to show him around town.

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Title: Of Flowers and Flours

Author: angelwingsandthings

Rating: General Audiences

Words: 4,217 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★ ★

Admin A’s notes: Awww this is adorable. Lol you guys have no idea how hard it is to write notes about short oneshots with the same theme because they all are essentially the same :’D  Still, I never get tired reading these!

Summary: Castiel owns a floral shop, Dean owns a bakery.

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Title: Pie ‘Verse

Author: Dalektable

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Words: 13,000 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★

Admin A’s notes: I feel like slapping myself every time I say a fic is adorable or awesome :’D I need more adjectives in my vocabulary! But this was awesome and so adorably fluffy!

Summary: Dean’s lived here for years, and never noticed the little bakery tucked away into the folds of the town. It’s small and unassuming, but inside is one of the most beautiful people he’s seen in his life.

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Title: The Pumpkin Pie Started It

Author: wiccanstiel

Rating: Explicit

Words: 8,118 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★ ★

Admin A’s notes: I’m not even into omega Dean but damn if this wasn’t the sweetest and the sexiest thing ever written! I think I may have to read this again :’D

Summary: Dean Winchester is your ordinary college student. He does his work, fixes cars, complains about being broke.

Except when he visits the new campus bakery, he ends up getting more than the pie he asked for.

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Title: Like Winchesters for Chocolate

Author: tiptoe39

Rating: Explicit

Words: 9,500 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★

Admin A’s notes: I need an episode of Gabriel specials that would start with the whole ”feeding people, sweetening things”! It took me five minutes to collect myself from the floor before I could even start reading this. I was lauging way too much and now my sides hurt!

Summary: Castiel doesn’t want to join his brother Gabriel in the family business (feeding people, sweetening things). So Gabriel hires Castiel’s crush, Dean, as a candy-making apprentice. But it turns out that when Dean makes sweets, they turn out… special.

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Title: In the House of the Rising Bun

Author: imissmaeberry

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Words: 9,046 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★

Admin A’s notes: The puns were hilarious! Too bad I’m not really all that funny in real life and certainly not clever enough to make up any puns. My humor is darker and comes from a place of deeply rooted sarcasm and self-deprecating wit (I’m Finnish after all, you can’t expect much else :’D).

Summary: Dean Winchester only has three rules concerning the cafe he and his brother Sam own, “House of the Rising Bun”.

1. Any and all opportunities to make a pun will be taken.

2. Free regular coffee with your student ID (If you want some of that fancy nonsense you gotta pay, sorry kids).

3. Anyone and everyone is always welcome.

Between Dean running the shop full-time and Sam helping out whenever he isn’t in class, there really isn’t a whole lot of time for romance for either of them. But that all changes when they gain a new regular - some writer from London - who may or may not have the bluest eyes Dean’s ever seen.

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Title: Pieradise

Author: blueskiessunshine (rainydayrambling)

Rating: General Audiences

Words: 1,235 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★

Admin A’s notes: Cas… you judgemental jerk! I swear he’s just like me in the beginning of this; judging things and people without knowing anything about them and then when proven wrong… feeling guilty about it :’D

Summary: Dean owns a bakery; Castiel is a painter fascinated by the idea of angels. They find each other, thanks to coffee and cupcakes.

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“Man, come on,” the baker said, gesturing to the display case. “You don’t come into a bakery and order just coffee.” He paused for a moment and took in Castiel’s appearance. “Look,” he said, “if it’s the money, don’t worry about it. First cupcake’s free.” He smiled.

“No, sir – ”

“Call me Dean.”

“Dean. It’s not the money, I just – I’m not overly fond of confections.”

Dean laughed – chuckled, really, and it shouldn’t have been endearing, but it was, somehow. “You haven’t tried mine,” he said.

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Title: The Baking Angel

Author: tiptoe39

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Words: 27,546 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★ ★

Admin A’s notes: This is the best thing ever! (I say that about way too many fics, I need better standards!) But I mean it every time! I just have a huge thing for baker au, much more than coffee shop Au… Though barista Dean is a good tag too! And now I’m rambling. Anyway, everyone should go and read this one like right now because it was perfect!

Summary: Castiel and Gabriel have been running their bakeshop for thirty years, waiting for the Vessels to show and signal the end of the world. When the waiting ends, the two brother angels find their loyalties – and their world – changing. Romance, brotherly love, and a hefty dose of brown sugar.

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Title: Pie Days

Author: PandionPandeus

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Words: 1,714 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★ ★

Admin A’s notes: I’m dying here… I need more! This was just like a short introduction to an actual story. So frustrating!

Summary: Cas bakes pies for a living.

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Title: A Little Slice of Heaven

Author: TakeThePieNow, TricksterMode

Rating: Mature

Words: 40,505 – Ongoing

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★ ★

Admin A’s notes: So this is the second time I’m reccing this unfinished story and I just must remind you of it’s awesomeness and that you should all go read it, give it kudos and beg for more chapters! That’s right guys! Beggin still isn’t beneath us!

Summary: Sam Winchester is moving on with his life. He getting married and ready to start the Apple Pie Life his father almost ruined. Everything should go smoothly with the wedding planning, but with Gabe’s brother staring straight into Dean’s soul across the table things are as smooth as crunchy peanut butter.

Dean Winchester, on the other hand, is not progressing very far in his life. His baby brother doesn’t need him anymore and he’s broke because his earnings go to his father’s rehab bills. When a job opportunity comes along it not only changes his perspective on life, but opens him up to new possibilities.

Castiel Novak has Aspergers Syndrome, but doesn’t see it has a hindrance. He likes his job. He likes his life. He also seems to like Sam Winchester’s green eyed brother.

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Title: kiss the frown from your face

Author: dontbitethesun

Rating: Mature

Words: 3,508 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★

Admin A’s notes: The moment Dean mentioned the show ”Cooking with Castiel”, I had to take a break from reading, go to youtube and watch Misha’s Cooking with West because it’s been way too long since I last watched it :’D

Summary: Dean gets a job in a bakery, dates his boss, and crashes on his brother’s couch. Sam has an expression for everything. Jess and Dean have a name for each one.

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Title: Between Flour and Dough

Author: Bates

Rating: General Audiences

Words: 5,468 – Finished

Admin’s assessment: ★ ★ ★

Admin A’s notes: Okay I know it’s not Christmas season anymore but I can’t help it!

Summary: Dean loves working at the family bakery. He’s grown up there, helping his father in the kitchen and stealing cookies when he wasn’t watching. Except now that his father passed away, he’s alone in the kitchen. With the holiday season coming up, his mother decides they should hire someone to help him out, even if it’s just for a couple of weeks.

When Castiel - and old friend of Sam’s - comes in, it reminds him just how much he’s missed having someone around while working. Soon, their friendship blossoms. Or maybe more?

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I’m really enjoying @alley-cat-sunflower‘s Ring of Fate, and I couldn’t help myself, I had to draw something from it. 

I thought I’d post this on my personal blog instead, but I haven’t posted anything here in ages, OMG! -.-’ So there you go, a not so popular ship from a fan fic of a game that not that many people enjoyed! Wow, this is going to get lots of notes… not. lol

ey PSA note:

all of my fanfics are going to be tagged now, so that way no one has to scroll through my shit blog to get to them lol- 

I only write for stranger things and IT atm so those are the only tags right now- but I am multi fandom and eventually, I’m gonna start writing other stuff to. 

tag for stranger things —–> ‘maxy writes ST’

tag for IT——-> ‘maxy writes IT’

ill update this when I need to