mr. heck

Somehow our dinner conversation devolved into talking about Supernatural (go figure) and I was reminding the kid who Eileen was (kid hasn’t watched the show since mid s11). So I’m explaining Eileen when Mr. Mittens cuts me off VERY LOUDLY with, “YOU MEAN THE FUTURE MRS. SAM WINCHESTER?!”

So that’s it. Mr. Mittens is a ride-or-die Saileen shipper.

It’s actually kinda adorable.

Pun #4

Joker: Leave aside everything you’re doing! I have a question more important than anything else in this whole entire world!

Harley: What is it Mr. J?

Joker: What was Bruce called when he was a little boy?

Harley: Um…..I don’t know. You tell me.

Joker:

Joker:

Joker:

Harley: Wait is this a pu-

Joker: LIL WAYNE

Harley: God hecking dammit Mr. J

dannymay day twenty three

This is most certainly not what I expected to write going into today. Like,,, I helped with the prompts and came up with the “remembered” part, but. I didn’t expect for Wesley Weston to pop up and then. Day 23 gave me inspiration. So here you go. 

ao3 link here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/10780767/chapters/24465300

prompt: forgotten/remembered

He’d not had many friends when he was little, since he’d moved out of town at seven. But he did remember one particular friend from first grade, his partner in crime, the kid he’d gone with the office to for pranking Steven Hapburg. Danny Fenton, Wes’s best friend for two years. And apparently, when Wes moved back into town, Danny hadn’t remembered him.

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Chapter 9: Visitors; but way more dramatic XD

Please tell me that Green actually sees through her pain, and it hurts to see her smile because he knows, but despite all that she’s still selfless, putting others before herself; showing concern to those around her, even when they don’t

The words “It’s just been so long since I’ve actually been treated like a person.” echoes in his head; how long has it been since she was last shown respect? He had to, he just had to. 


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anonymous asked:

lowkey can't wait to see you spazz over youngjae's nekkid selfie BECAUSE I WAS IN TEARS LIKE HOW DARE HE?!?!

My darling anon,

WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU BRING THIS UP??? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME??? WHAT MADE YOU THINK IT WAS A GOOD IDEA TO HAVE THIS CONVERSATION??? and most importantly

WHO ALLOWED THIS?????

WHO???? (because it sure as heck wasn’t Mr. ‘Youngjae-is-mine-and-you-can’t-even-dream-about-him’ Jaebum)

But seriously WHAT THE ACTUAL FRICKITY-FRACK???? WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO PULL, CHOI YOUNGJAE??? WHAT’S YOUR GAME??? (You want me to explode???? Well. Done. akhdKLDHAKLHA)

I mean, I thought it was bad enough when he posted that tank-top selca back in November with all that skin and that look at the camera and just….

AND THEN HE STARTED PULLING THAT CRAP WITH THE FLIRTY BED SELCAS LIKE

WHO????

ASKED????

YOU?????? 

I never signed up for this. I was perfectly content with him being gorgeous and handsome and precious and adorable and NOT A KING OF PROBLEMATIC SELCAS.

AND THEN HE SHOWS UP AND THROWS THIS AT ME????

THIS????

I just…. he just…… this just…….. there are five moles visible right there AND THREE OF THEM ARE ON HIS NECK AND SHOULDER and my brain can NO LONGER COMPUTE BYE. 

Listen. I am all for an appreciation for how gorgeous Youngjae is, but COULD HE HAVE TONED IT DOWN JUST A LITTLE BIT??? I mean. We’re talking about his eyes being all cute and gorgeous and aimed right at us, and that’s enough already, but then he’s got his adorable nose looking even more precious upside-down, and his precious little ears being so incredibly cute and totally visible next to his TWO-TONED HAIR STYLE THAT LOOKS SO GOOD??? AND HIS JAWLINE LOOKING SO NICE EVEN WITH THE WEIRD FILTER??? AND THEN HIS LIPS BEING ALL PINK AND POUTY AND JUST—no. I can’t. And we hAVEN’T EVEN GOTTEN PAST HIS FACE YET. ANON. WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME??? I’VE BEEN TRYING TO REPRESS THIS IN ORDER TO LIVE AND NOW. That neckline. That nape. Those collarbones. Those broad shoulders. THOSE FRICKING MOLES BEING ALL THERE AND VISIBLE AND ADORABLE AND– I don’t have a thing about his moles. What are you talking about?

I just.

I’m not okay, anon. Why does he do this to me? Why??

“He’s trying to tell us there’s no rooks.” Cornflower explained to Mrs. Churchmouse.
“Oh, I thought he was referring to Mr. Spike when he said ‘no cooks’. He’s no cook at all.”
“Indeed he isn’t. Hotroot pepper in the scones! I could have drunk the Abbey pond dry that night.” 


Dang, mousewives savage as heck

daddyzenpie  asked:

Hey, i've been wandering in your blog for sometime now, do you have masterlist? And i really like your writing, you're amazing! Can i have a HC where MC able to see ghost? Like she can suddenly walk into a corner and talk to the wall but actually she talk to the ghost there or she suddenly squeaked because she almost ran into a ghost?? How will the RFA+V+Saeran reacted to it??

Yes I do have a masterlist, though I haven’t put it in my bio yet I’m so silly. Tomorrow I will. It’s hard over Easter weekend, especially because there’s no break afterwards TT. But anyway sorry for being gone and hope you like!

Zen
-It was a normal enough day for you when it happened, honestly looking back it should’ve been more dramatic. It just….wasn’t. One day you were normal, the next you knew you were running into a ghost!
-Zen heard you shriek when you did, and for a minute thought you were seriously injured, or attacked.
-He saw you pointing at, a wall?
-“Jagi, you okay?” He asked, a bit confused, no, INCREDIBLY, confused. But you just kept staring at the wall, shaking slightly.
-“Zen! There’s a ghost!” He would’ve laughed, assumed it was a joke, but your face said it was anything but.
-“Jagi are you sure?” He asked once more, and when you nodded he hugged you tight.
-“Well, if you weren’t already the most special person I’ve ever met, now you are.” He said, and, to his relief, you let out a laugh, snuggling closer into him.
-After that you’d sometimes be talking to thin air
-Zen wasn’t sure if he was supposed to do anything about it, he just kept thinking how lucky he has it.
-He sometimes asks you about what they say, and you brighten up a bit when he asks
-You like that he trusts and believes you
-And that makes him happy too
-(Not to mention huge bragging rights lolol just sayin’

Yoosung
-Poor baby was super scared when you moved in and started talking to nothing.
-“MC are you okaaay?”
-Practically crying by the time he asks you
-But you laugh and pull him aside
-When you tell him you can talk to ghosts his first reaction is to faint
-Second reaction is to be amazed. Constantly talking about how you can see and talk to ghosts
-He doesn’t bring it up to anyone really except you, because most don’t believe him, but it’s kinda nice
-It’s like a secret you two share, and he’s happy to keep it that way

Jaehee
-“MC are you okay? I think we need to talk.”
-She had noticed you jumping about quite a lot, talking to the walls, especially in the morning, and slamming the door to the bathroom after arguing at the front of the door
-“Oh, yeah, about that….”
-She doesn’t believe you at first
-Jaehee is a woman of logic! She can solve anything with science and math!
-This is apparently the one thing she can’t
-After you manage to convince her not to call a doctor she calls down
-Now she asks you about it, and she always, always asks if the bathroom is clear before she takes a shower
-Yeah, fuck you fatty-Donald!

Jumin
-His house is practically, ghost-free. You expect it when you see it for the first time
-But there’s always someone…. Mrs. Porter
-She’s cranky, and always on the couch
-You have to chase Elly off multiple times, and she always yells at you
-Jumin didn’t notice for the longest time, after all you usually only talked to her when he was gone, but it was bound to happen eventually
-He was coming from a long day
-“Hello darling.” He said, and you smiled, hugging him softly; you told him to sit down and you’d get him some wine
-He walked over to plop down on the couch, right as you scream: “JUMIN NO, MRS. PORTER!”
-He jumps up, looking around. When there’s no one there he stares at you, and you go to make your escape
-“MC? Are you okay?” You kept avoiding his eyes, and eventually he sat you down on his lap in a lazy boy, and you told him
-His eyes popped out of his head when you told him, and he buried his hands in his face; when he looked up he could see you looking sad, face expectant with him telling you to leave.
-But instead he patted your head
-“Okay MC, I trust you.”
-You looked at him, happiness spreading on your face
-“Just promise me one thing?”
-“Yeah?”
-“Tell me who the heck Mrs. Porter is.”

Saeyoung
-He kinda suspected it when you avoided certain spots randomly, and shrieked at random points
-But when you told him after a few weeks his mouth still hit the floor
-“MAY THE POWER OF CHRIST COMPEL YOU!!!”
-You facepalmed
-But after he joked that he knew God sent you an angel, because only someone who could see the souls around him and teach him could come from God
-“I thank you everyday my angel. Thank you for being here.”

V
-He couldn’t see, so he would walk through at least five ghosts a day
-He always wondered who you apologizing to behind him
-Eventually he asked you and you bashfully told him
-He was starstruck
-“You can look into souls of the passed?”
-Once he made the mistake about Rika and you halfheartedly told him
-But when he heard you gloomily talking to an “Olenka” he realized how stupid that was
-Now he never talks about her again
-But sometimes when he’s feeling sad and he asks you why you put up with him you’ll smile gently and hug him
-“Because I can see your beautiful shining soul, so pure and full of hope. Never think you are a bad person, because I can see you’re wrong.”

Saeran/Unknown
-There were lots of ghosts around Mint Eye. When he first led you to his room that night you didn’t sleep from the cries of agony that reached out to you
-Eventually you curled up in the bathroom, falling asleep against the porcelain tub, shaking violently
-Saeran got up to go to the bathroom, and saw you, sleeping fitfully, on the floor.
-Scooping you up he placed you on the bed and held you, happy when you calm down in his arms.
-The next day he’s awfully quiet, smoldering when you gaze at him questioningly
-“Do you really hate me that much?” He said under his breath.
-“What do you mean?” You ask, hearing it, your hearing being high, the result of your ability
-“DO YOU REALLY HATE ME THAT MUCH TO GO AND TRY TO SLEEP IN THE BATHROOM?!” He lashed out at you, throwing a plastic plate, which crashes behind you loudly; you flinched, shaking you head slightly.
-“No, it wasn’t you, I promise.” You said quietly, looking down.
-“Then who was it?” He asked, clutching your chin tightly, sure to leave a bruise
-“The ghosts,” you said, quickly explaining when his eyebrows began to raise
-“I can see them, all of them, they’re everywhere. The ghosts are crying out to me, and I couldn’t deal with it!” You began to raise you voice, clutching your ears.
-You gasped in surprise when he let go of your chin and hugged you tightly
-“I’m sorry.” He whispered, stroking your hair, and you wrapped your arms around him tightly
-“I promise I don’t hate you.” You whispered back
-The next night he was waiting
-He clutched you firmly, wrapping himself around you, trying to muffle the sound only you could hear
-You held him just as tightly
-Is this what it feels like to care for someone? He asked himself
-Never leave me MC, please, never leave me…


How was it? I know Saeran’s is extra long, but he’s just my smol bean. Hoped you like, and happy to be back to once a day, most time off omce every other day. Happy Easter!

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