love having different around

hes a supernatural kid who can levitate things (including himself) and has a third eye

Matt said yes guys, what a surprise, wow.

(Oldest post is here, and here’s the first content for the ship. I don’t know who picked the name “Techienician”, please tell me if you know! I’d love to credit them here :D).


Happy Smut Appreciation Day!

Summary: It all starts as a way to piss off Dean…

warnings: Cas x Reader, unprotected sex, grace!kink, oral sex (male receiving)

word count: ~2500

The four of you had just finished a hunt and decided to celebrate by going out to the local bar, have a few beers, and play some pool.

That was all well and good, until your two on two (you and Sam vs Dean and Castiel) game of pool had been interrupted by some blonde skank catching Dean’s eye.  You were now perched at a high top table, nursing a beer and seething.

So what?  You didn’t necessarily like Dean that way, but it still pissed you off when he ditched you and the boys for no good reason.  The feeling of jealousy and anger came from the fact that at the end of the day, these boys were yours. Dean, Sam, Cas – they were all you had, and you never wanted anyone to take that away from you.

Yeah, you could be a selfish bitch, but whatever.

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i’ve been trying to post a drawing every day so…here’s some lineless practice with allura holding… molten steel? a star? you decide.

Here he isss, the poor guyyyy, he’s kinda like a lost soul. He’s got nowhere to go and no where he belongs.He’s corrupted in a why.

I forgot to put this on there but he's a bit over 8 ft, taLL-

i think its pretty fucked up that people think harry is just out here screwing everyone, married men, woman, underage or older, etc. but god forbid he may actually be with only one dude and just loves hanging out with people ? loves to be around people ? have friends that are all different that inspire him and like he could be in the wrong crowd (look at what happened to biebs) and get into shit he doesnt need to be getting into but instead he hangs with dads and probably drinks wine with the wives of the dads he hangs with and hangs with their kids lol like i dont know if its cause hes flamboyant and charming (or that hes gay and for some reason people in this fandom think all gay men are dick thirsty 24/7) that people think hes just screwing the world when he seems pretty set and content with the love hes always singing about and like at this point the only people in the fandom that i can take seriously are larries because it really does seem like everyone else is just taking their fantasizes and imaginations and creating bullshit just to prove to themselves that nothing connects to louis and larries are wrong like literally ignoring everything your fave has been trying to show you for years and then wonder why harry and louis are still give us material years later lololol lord.

"The Upcoming Ball"

Summary: As a new professor at Hogwarts you can’t wait for the Yule Ball.

Note: I know this gif isn’t of Snape, but I really like it. Thinking of making a part two, but I’m not sure. Opinions are much appreciated.

Originally posted by blackfloralia

As a professor at Hogwarts you couldn’t wait for the Yule Ball. As a young girl you lived in America because of the work your father was in, thus attending Ilvermorny. However, once you graduated you moved to Scotland and sought work at Hogwarts as an Alchemy professor. When Dumbledore contacted you for the position you were beside yourself with joy.

“Professor Y/L/N?” Snape’s voice interrupted your reminiscing.

“Sorry. What?” You apologised and turned your attention to the tall man.

“Ugh, you’re as bad as the children.” He said as he sat down across from you.

You watched the mysterious man and couldn’t help but thingk he’d make an interesting date to the Yule Ball.

Since your start at Hogwarts he seemed to take a particular liking of taunting you and even talking with you. He often walked down the halls with you, he’d never miss a beat to say something sarcastic or try pushing your buttons a little.

To you it was a wonderful time and you’d always tell him how much you enjoyed his company as you parted. Minerva always found a way to tease you about your schoolgirl crush on the man.

“As I was saying,” he said dryly, one again taking you out of your thoughts, “The Yule Ball is coming up and I’d much rather not teach the children to dance, would you do it instead?”

You nearly lost your composure for a moment.

“Me? Teach the children to dance to a ball I’ve never even been to?” You scoffed, “I’d rather not.”

He huffed and rolled his eyes.

“Fine.” He said and in one swift movement he got up and left the small lounge.

You wished you had said something different to make him stay longer, you loved having him around.


You were walking down to the professors’ lounge with Minerva laughing and talking about the upcoming ball. You entered the room and sat down in the armchair that was almost always empty.

The door swung open and in walked your crush.

“Hello Severus” Minerva greeted Snape with a smile and walked toward the door, “I forgot some things in my room.”

“Hello Minerva.” Snape said as she walked out.

“Y/L/N.” Snape’s cold greeting made you long to be greeted like Minerva.

“You know you can call me Y/N.” You said with a slight smile.

Snape made a sort of affirmative noise and cleared his throat.

“And if you’re mad at me for not teaching your students to dance I’m not sorry. They are your students, I would be willing to help if you needed it though.” You said without even looking at the man.

He made another grunting noise and sat down and huffed.

“Some of my female students are struggling with dancing, would you come to one of the class and show the dunderheads how to dance properly?” He asked, but it seemed more of a statement rather than a real question.

“Uh, um,” You were completely taken by surprise, “sure. What day?”

“Tomorrow, and please don’t be a stammering idiot.” He said and turned and left.

That man was such a mystery you wondered if you’d ever figure him out.


You couldn’t sleep last night, your brain constantly thinking of how Severus’s hands would feel on your hips if he decided to demonstrate a dance to the children. You dressed quickly and walked down to his room in the dungeons, your stomach in knots and images of what may come in your head.

The door was slightly ajar and you knocked lightly as you didn’t want to anger Severus by interrupting his class.

“Enter.” He said, “Ah, Professor Y/L/N. She is here to help me demonstrate the correct way to dance.”

The students smiled wearily and you took your place in front of them. Snape moved forward and swung his wand and music started to play. He closed the gap between the two of you and lightly put his hand on your hip, in that moment you felt your face go red and you avoided his eyes. He then took your hand in his, his hand was bony and cold. He then began to lead in the dance.

“Alright now you all start.” Snape said not pausing the dance.

“Your hand is cold.” You stated, trying to make yourself feel less embarrassed.

He said nothing.

After a few moments he looked down at you and cleared his throat.

“Will you be attending the ball with anyone?” He asked in almost a whisper, as if he was scared one of the children would hear

“Well one of the students asked me to go with them, but I thought it’d be inappropriate, so no, I will be going alone.” You said in a lighthearted manner .

“Ah.” He paused, “would you like to go with me?” He said unsteadily.

A smile etched itself on your face and you blushed again, “I’d love to, but you have to promise me one thing.” You said.

“That is?” His voice now a little more confident now.

“You have to dance with me at least once, I’ve never been to a ball and want to experience it in full.” You confessed to him.

He nodded but didn’t say anything. He stopped dancing and signaled for the children to do the same. No more than a minute later the dismissal bell rang and the children filed out.

As you began to walk to the door Severus stopped you, “I think I can manage one dance.” He said as if it were a big deal.

Your smile widened, “Wonderful.”


Thinking about writing a part 2, opinions?



It’s the perfect day for some mayhem >:D

Makeup test success! Crazy Aussie is slowly coming together, and I couldn’t be more pleased with him so far. Still have a ton to do and things to tweak, but hey I’m on fire!

Sometimes I think Kira and Garak are like mirror images of each other.

While Kira has a direct, assertive, truthful, violent, honorable, steady persona, Garak is all about ambiguity, delicacy, politeness, secrecy, instability. Of course he can be threatening, very much threatening, but in a completely different way.

I understand why the DS9 writing didn’t put them to work together a lot in the episodes of the series while it was running, but man, if there was a good 8th season, I wish they could develop their relationship more, specially after The Dogs of War.

Silly bean 😂

You continued to ignore Dean as you worked on your drawing. He was a cool guy who would stop by every now and then for as long as you could remember. Your mom would get excited every time he’d come and you loved having him around.

However, this time things were different. You had overheard your mother talking to your Aunt Julie on the phone about how Dean was coming to visit again. When you first heard her say that you were thrilled, that was until you heard you mom say, “No, Y/N doesn’t know he’s her father and I’m not sure he wants her to know.”

Now at six years old hearing that your father doesn’t want you to know that he’s your dad is basically worse then hearing that Santa isn’t real.

Why didn’t he want you to know?

Did he not wanna be your dad?

He seems to like being around you whenever he comes to visit.

You were confused and too scared to talk to your mom about it because she had lectured you just the other day about eavesdropping on other peoples conversations.

Dean had been there for a few hours and you had yet to say a word to him. You no longer knew how to behave around him. He had been trying all afternoon to get you to play with him, to talk to him, to let him be part of your day, but you had shut him out.

Now he was sitting across from you while you drew while he tried to get your attention with the army men he had gotten you a few months ago. He kept making shooting noises and it looked like a lot of fun, but you didn’t wanna play with him if he didn’t wanna be your dad.

Letting out a sigh Dean looked at you and asked, “Okay kiddo, what’s going on? Usually when I’m here we play all day and now you’re just ignoring me.”

You continued to ignore him and kept on coloring, “Y/N.” Dean whined in a playful voice that he used on you whenever you asked him to watch the same movie too many times. “Sweetheart, come on, you know you can talk to me if something is buggin’ you.” Dean told you in a soft, yet serious tone.

Setting down your crayon you took a deep breath and looked Dean in the eyes and in a very serious tone you asked,

“Why don’t you want me to know you’re my daddy?”

when you see someone on pokefarm whose username is your birthname

If you have any interest in yoga, I strongly suggest checking out the 31 days of yoga on youtube! It’s my first time doing yoga and I have fallen in love. Each day is centered around a different concept (like today was stability) and I really love it. It’s already started, but you can still start!!! It’s also pretty inclusive– they encourage modifications when needed. Today, the instructor was talking about focusing on grounding your toes to the floor, and she made a note about how to do that if you don’t have toes/feet, which I thought was pretty awesome.

MD Dinner

Wife and kids got home this afternoon and I made dinner: beef tenderloin with roasted potatoes and asparagus.

In researching for the dinner party that we hosted in Amsterdam, I discovered a really excellent way to cook beef tenderloin that is on the Serious Eats website. It’s a reverse sear technique so low heat to very near temperature and then a brush of oil and a quick and hot sear.

I got essentially a 2kg Chateaubriand cut from my butcher (the tenderloin section right before it starts to thin out). Grass fed and local beef that is butchered in the shop.

The beef was fabulous. The kids have never had Filet Mignon and they loved it. So much different than having to work around Fat and gristle.

Kitchen is now clean and I need to pack for my trip.

Happy Mothers’ Day.