my favorite minions

anonymous asked:

Is there anything you DONT enjoy about klaus' canon?

~ ok besides the M E G A changes between TVD and TO?
{i.e. Esther’s death, Tatia, etc} we shall escape the salt
mine and I’ll just say that maybe the one thing I didn’t like
much at all was the part in season 2 of TO when Klaus 
just decides to leave Mikael daggered instead of killing
him? like I get Camille’s influence and all but I don’t think
there’s any way that he would be persuaded to NOT kill
Mikael. Especially if he was hell bent on killing Esther as
well. idk I didn’t like that. And I didn’t really like the whole
part when he compels Kinney against Lucien’s compulsion
the whole “you do matter” thing especially since in s4 he
just killed him like it didn’t matter? I’m sure there were plenty
of times Camille would have seen his humanity before that?
And maybe him not trying harder to save Rebekah from the
threat Lucien posed to her? I mean yeah he said not to kill
Davina because of Camille and such but idk that was Rebekah
but yeah. mostly the first one though. I just don’t see that.


I’m gonna have another sticker set ready for AX, this time of some of my favorite FFXIV minions! However because of the incredible logistics of laying things out properly for kiss cuts along with proofing, etc, I decided not to have these kiss cut. The sheets will be 4″x6″.

The lineup is Demon Brick, Coblyn Larva, Beady Eye, Bluebird, Fat Cat, Fledgling Dodo, Kidragora, and Dust Bunny. (Note: I do not currently own the fat cat or the bluebird…*cough*)

I’m really happy with how they came out! I’ll post the individual pictures next.

Oh yeah, and my table at AX is going to be B71, tabling with brokentrain!

Our french mistake is not a mistake - Dean Winchester x Reader

Title: Our french mistake is not a mistake (Way too long title. Not really good either, but it will make sense in the end)

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Word count: 2,517

Warnings: None

Summary: The french mistake is taking place not in season 6 but in season 9, with Dean having The mark of Cain, you accompanying the brothers in their journey in another universe and a slight twist that nobody expects. Balthazar sends you all in another place for a different reason than in the show.

A/N: Was planning on uploading this a lot later but I want to give you something nice when my birthday, next week, comes and I really want you to like it. Just a beautifully sad and cute story as a gift to you on my birthday. Anyway, really hope you enjoy this! xx’

“CUT!” somebody’s voice was heard and you, Dean and Sam all looked up around you. You were all confused at seeing that you were not outside Bobby’s house, just like you thought you’d be after jumping out of the window.

“Jensen, Jared, (Y/n) amazing job guys! We’re taking a five minute break till we start the next scene!” the same voice was heard and you frowned at hearing your name being called. You didn’t know the man that sat on the chair and gave the instructions but he obviously knew you.

And who the hell were Jensen and Jared?!

“Oh no” Sam let out a breath and you turned to look at him frowning.

“Come on! You’ve got to be kidding me, right?! Where the hell are we now?!” Dean shouted frustrated and you turned to look at him with a worried look.

“Dean, what’s going on?” you asked and he merely groaned “Are you alright?” you added and he nodded.

“Yes, I am. Balthazar on the other hand will be dead meat when I get him on my hands!” he groaned and you frowned.

“What has Balthazar to do with…” you started but trailed off as soon as realization down on you.

“He sent us in another freaking universe?!” you screamed in shock, earning a few weird looks from members of the crew.

“No shit Sherlock!” he retorted and you merely glared at him.

“Hey, it’s not my fault. I’m not the one that pissed him off after all!” you pointed a finger at him and he just rolled his eyes.

“So what do we do now?” Sam asked, looking at you.

“Well, I think we should find out a few things about this place and-” you started but were cut off by a man coming by your side.

“Jensen, Jared, (Y/n). Come on guys, we need to start the next scene in a few seconds. Get a move” he said and before either one of you could say anything, he slapped Dean’s ass.

Sam’s and your eyes widened, and you had a hard time not laughing at the shock written all over Dean’s face.

“Come on” he said and this time you and Sam burst out laughing at seeing Dean run as fast as possible towards where the man pointed, clearly fearing that the guy would repeat his previous action.

You followed Dean, all the while looking around you and trying to understand where you might be. What surprised you even more was the fact that the place where the man had told you to go was… the main room of the bunker.

“What… the hell?” you breathed out, looking around you with wide eyes.

“What the actual hell is this place?” Dean said.

“The… bunker?” Sam said with confusion, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Ok listen up, folks. We’re going to have to postpone shooting this scene for a while. Some technical problems. You just wait for a while til we fix them.” the same man that was in the chair spoke now.

Before any of you could say anything, you felt yourselves being dragged to different directions. You were pulled away by some girl, who made you sit in front of a mirror before she started putting make up on you. Or more like removing some make up from you and reapplying some, in a better way this time. The weird thing was that… you didn’t remember having put on any make up this morning. Or even these days, for that matter.

You could no longer see Dean or Sam, and couldn’t either find them after the girl let you leave. You searched and searched but only managed to spot… Castiel?

“Cas? Cas!” you exclaimed as he turned to look at you and you run towards him.

“Oh dear, you have no idea how happy I am to see you Cas.” you said and wrapped your arms tightly around him.

What surprised you, though, was the fact that he wrapped his arms around you, too.

You pulled away and looked at him frowning, but brushed the thought off “Cas you ok?” you asked with a small smile.

“Oh yeah, I’m perfectly fine. (Y/n).” he winked at you and you frowned more.

You opened your mouth to speak but were cut off by Cas chuckling “Man, what’s wrong with all of you today? Jensen and Jared acted all weird just a few seconds ago and-” he started but you cut him off.

“Who the hell are you?” you all-but-shouted, immediately pulling away from him.

The guy, obviously not Castiel, looking at you with a funny face “Uh Misha? Your co-star and overlord?” it came out more like a question.

“Are you ok (Y/n)? How come my biggest and most favorite minion forgot me?” he put a hand on your forehead looking at you with a small fake pout. Though there still was some worry in his eyes.

“Uh yeah, yeah I’m fine… Misha” you said his name reluctantly and he grinned.

Man, it was so weird to see him smile like that.

“Can you, uhm, tell me where Jensen and Jared went?” you asked, trying to seem believable.

“Oh they went at the set. Come with me, that’s where I’m heading” he grinned more and put a hand around your shoulders, leading you to where Sam and Dean were.

You smiled at him, though it was more of an awkward and uncomfortable smile than a relaxed one. He frowned at your weird behavior for a split second but it was soon replaced by his usual grin.


“Of all the things he could come up with, he sent us in a universe where we are actors?!” you heard Dean groan and immediately broke free from fake Castiel’s grasp. Giving him a polite smile and making your way towards Dean and Sam.

“Yeah, well what’s even more weird is the fact that since it is Balthazar we’re talking about and not Gabriel, this… is real. This does exist but we did not know it… till now, at least” Sam said shrugging and Dean groaned more.

“How do we get out of here though?” you asked as you approached them and they both turned to look at you.

“We don’t know” Sam sighed, shaking his head.

“We have to leave immediately, though. I mean, first I see Baby broken into pieces. Then I find out I am a painted whore. After that I learn that my name is Jensen freaking Ackles. I mean, really?! What’s wrong with names here? A-and you are something called a Jared Padalecki? You’re Polish and we’re not even related! And as if those were not enough, we find out that our lives are a freaking TV show in which we actually have to act! I mean come on! Really?!” Dean whined and you had a really hard time not bursting out laughing. It sounded all so surreal but it was in fact real.

Silence followed for a while but then your snickering broke it.

Sam gave you a bitch face and you just shrugged innocently “Sorry it’s just… Padalecki? Ackles? And you’re actors? This is just pure gold, guys! We have to stay here for a while” you said and laughed.

“Yeah, yeah. Laugh all you want (Y/n), but if I’m not mistaken you’re an actor as well. Which means that you are going to have to act too” Dean said, trying to get you to be less happy about your situation because it was clearly getting on his nerves.

“Eh, fine by me. It would be fun anyway” you shrugged and it seemed to tick him off more.
“Whatever” he groaned more.

He opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by somebody’s voice “Ok guys, take your places. We’re getting started” he said and a woman pushed you out of the setting.

Dean groaned more, clearly irritated by the whole situation, but took his place nonetheless. He didn’t seen really happy about everything that was going on and you knew very well that he actually wasn’t. The fact that he still had The mark of Cain had a big effect on him. It made him see everything that was happening just as something tiring and nothing else. Just an extra burden, having to go through all of this just because Balthazar wanted to play games with them. Something that would just make him even more of a wreck. Tired and not have the strength to go through anything, to do anything. Which is why you also wanted to stay for a while at this place.

You could clearly see the effect that The mark had on Dean and it totally broke you, seeing the man you loved more than anything being torn apart on the inside. He didn’t know how you felt about him and you were never going to admit your feelings to him. You were afraid that he did not feel the same and that would make things totally messed up if you said anything. The only thing you could do was be there for him. Talking hours on end about how he felt and comforting him when he had had too much drinks and was on the verge of giving up. Every time you were there. Ready to hold him and listen to him saying things that he was most afraid of, things that he never even said to Sam. You just were there when he needed you. Even when he didn’t speak. You just had to look into his eyes to see the pain he felt on the inside to know that he needed you. He needed you to hold him and comfort him that everything was going to be ok. It was not going to be ok, really, but you had convinced yourself, hoping, that that’s how it was going to be.

Trying every time you got the chance to make him laugh. Rarely managing to see him smile sincerely, even if it was for a few seconds, but actually achieving it. And that’s why you were also excited about this little journey of yours in another universe. You hoped that it would be a break from your routine and the constant hunting and it would be good for Dean to relax even for just a while. Something to take his mind off of things and even… make him feel a little bit better. You were really hoping to achieve that. Because even if it wasn’t really obvious, you could see that Dean was in a… good mood. Making jokes and all. Not that he wouldn’t be like that before you got here but, it just seemed as if Dean was truly in a good mood. Hell, he even seemed to be enjoying the whole acting thing. Even though he complained about it.

You smiled at seeing him try to act but fail miserably. He tried to make a stern face, but ended up doing something that looked more like of a duck face than Dean-expression. You put a hand in front of your face as he missed to say his line once again. Even after the director tried to help him more than once or twice he still failed to remember what he had to say or when to do so. You put a hand in front of your mouth to muffle your laughter at seeing Misha push away the make up artist before she could even finish her work. That man was totally crazy. Definitely not how you imagined the actor playing Castiel to be. Not that you even had imagined your lives being a TV show. No, never.

“If-if there is a key, then -then there must be-” Sam said, making weird motions with his hands.

“CUT!” the director, Robert you had found out his name was, shouted exasperated.

“What the hell is wrong with you guys today?!” he asked with a groan and Sam and Dean remained silent, not saying a single thing.

“Yeah, really. I thought you were pretending and all, but guys this is crazy even for me.” Misha said and sighed “You haven’t gotten even one scene right. What’s wrong anyway?” he added, frowning.

Dean and Sam looked at each other, eyes almost wide. Just like yours. The laugh had faded away and the smile vanished from your face. You had to come up with something really quick. Something. Anything to clear out any suspicions and break the way-too-awkward silence.

A beeping sound was heard and then a sigh. Robert spoke up.

“Doesn’t matter, anyway.” he said “That’s it for today guys. Shooting’s over.” he shouted to everybody else and sighs of relief could be heard all around, along with some “Finally"s.

Robert came up to you and put a hand on your shoulder "You better get those two to get some rest (Y/n). I don’t know what’s gotten into them today but I certainly don’t like it. So, please, make sure that they relax and do whatever needed to get them back in action. Please” he said and you gave him a small smile.

“Don’t worry, Bob. I’m sure it’s going to over by tomorrow” you said and he nodded with a sigh.

You started making your way towards Sam and Dean before Bob’s voice stopped you “Oh (Y/n)” you turned to look at him “Genevieve said they’ll be here in a while.” he said and you frowned. You did not understand what he meant, or who Genevieve even was, but nodded nonetheless. Faking a small smile. You turned and walked towards Dean and Sam.

“What did he say?” Sam asked referring to yours and Bob’s previous conversation.

“He asked for me to sort-of keep an eye on you two. He didn’t seem to be suspecting anything, so that’s good. But we’d better just get going” you said and Dean nodded immediately.

“Yeah, I totally agree with that one. Let’s get outta here. Now!” he said and immediately made his way out of the set. You and Sam quickly following suit.

“What, didn’t you enjoy it?” you asked sarcastically and he just glared at you.

“It’s not as enjoyable as it seems” he grumbled and Sam quickly added a “Yeah”

“It did take your mind off of things, though. Hm?” you mumbled slowly and he looked at you. A blank, tired-looking expression on his face.

He let out a sigh, looking down as you walked and then back at you, a small smile forming on his lips “Yeah, yeah it did”

You smiled softly at him and he looked at you with the same gaze.

“I’m glad then” you mumbled, brushing a hand on his arm. You locked eyes for a while, just gazing at each other. Forgetting about everything and everyone.

“Uhm guys?” Sam’s voice broke your staring and you Dean quickly broke eye contact, realizing how weird that must have seemed.

Dean looked at Sam who had a bewildered look on his face. Though it was not about what had just happened between you and Dean.

He was looking at something else.

Switching back to Maka, because as much fun as writing in Black*Star’s voice is, is, it cannot be fully appreciated unless it’s taken in doses. 

Mildly nsfw towards the end. I kept any frisky play mostly out of it, but y'know, always safe to warn people! 


It wasn’t until she turned seventeen that her brother finally hopped off his high horse and really accessed the situation. She suffered through half of a year of blind dates orchestrated by Black Star, of all people. She spent the same half of a year being rescued from said dates by a stony-faced Soul, followed up by ice cream “dates” (secretive, because according to their brother, they weren’t allowed to be alone together) where he’d steal her cherry and she’d eat all the whipped cream.

It was a frustrating six months. 

Black Star had awful taste in men. If she had to sit down and suffer through another sexist, offensive monologue about how attractive she’d be if she let her hair down and maybe bought a push up bra, she might’ve snapped. Her glares had sobered them down, but it was only Soul lumbering over and grunting out some decidedly not PG threats that shut them up.

She’d scolded him, of course. She didn’t need a man to protect her. She didn’t need anyone to scare her bullies away – she took martial arts. She was the MVP of the lacrosse team. 

Soul was protective, though, and had insisted that men were jackasses and clearly didn’t respect her enough to take “no” as an answer. 

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my little sister’s class had some kind of celebration sort of thing where they could watch a movie and play games (since its one of the last few days of school). My little sister brought the Steven Universe DVD and she was really excited to show her classmates but, according to her, her teacher ignored her raising her hand and put on Minions to watch instead (apparently after she put it in she called on my little sister and she told her teacher she brought something to watch and her teacher said “well, this is already in so we’ll just watch this”) and my little sister was so upset

Enter No. 1!
Doctor Laser
Enter No. 1!

My good buddy megasonger has designed some wonderful minions for his upcoming story, and I just had to write & voice a scenario featuring two of my favorite minions – #1 and #2!

From his art blog (megasongart):

Number One: One is a huge dandy asshole from the castle division, and he’s not even wearing the standard uniform! Is that a solid gold mask? What a jerk. He loves his number and believes it was fate due to him being rich outside of the job.

Number Two: Any good coward needs some muscle to keep the peons at bay. No. 2 is that muscle! He’s being paid a lot to be a bodyguard for no. 1 while he hurls insults at people, and is without a doubt one of the mightiest fighters in the whole castle. He’s stoic and doesn’t talk much, but he scares the shit out of everyone so he’s well-suited for his job.

Music Used: The Wonderful 101; Vorkken’s Theme