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Bokayjunkie’s Yearbook Meme
        ◆ anonymous asked: Gilmore Girls + 12 (Most Changed)

“So, my question,” the fan started, smiling wildly as Jensen locked eyes with her giving her his full attention. “Hi,” she blurted out.

“Is that a question?” Jensen smiled sweetly.

The girl giggled before she started talking again. “No. Sorry. My question,” she cleared her throat. “It’s about Y/N, actually.”

Jensen bent over in laughter. This happened so often at conventions that she couldn’t make that he had almost come to expect it. He loved that this family loved her so much. It made his heart soar.

“Of course,” he laughed, rolling his eyes playfully.

“Sorry,” the fan giggled. “So we’ve heard rumors that she might be coming back to the show, but we all know she just gave birth to your second child, Lincoln.”

Jensen smiled at her as she continued.

“Anyway, having just had a baby, it seems a little quick for her to be coming back to the show. So my question is, can you substantiate these rumors in any way? Give us a little glimmer of hope that our favorite Dean girl is coming back? We miss her so damn much,” the fan finished with a sigh.

Jensen bent over in laughter again, the corners of his eyes crinkling perfectly.

Before he could answer, you stepped out from behind the curtain carrying Lincoln and holding hands with your six year old, Jaslyn. The crowd gasped and then immediately erupted into wild, enthusiastic cheers.

Jensen turned to look at you, a smile on his face.

“Daddy!” Jaslyn squeaked and darted toward him. She jumped into the air, right into his arms.

“Hey bean!” he answered, kissing her forehead. “So these ladies want to know if mommy is going to be back on Daddy’s show soon. Do you know the answer to that question?” Jensen asked, handing her the mic.

“I do,” Jaslyn giggled, eyeing the crowd mischievously.

“And are you going to tell them?” Jensen prompted.

She shook her head swiftly. “I’m not,” she laughed handing the mic back to Jensen.

The crowd died with laughter. You couldn’t help but smile at her as you stepped beside Jensen and leaned into him, your mouth hovering over the mic as you pressed yourself against him.

“She’s good at keeping momma’ secrets, this one,” you winked at Jaslyn then smiled at the crowd. “But I’ll tell you this. You guys will want to pay SPECIAL attention to Ep. 21.”

The crowd screamed.

You laughed and held up a hand to stop them. “I’m not saying you’ll see me. I’m not saying you won’t. But you’re in for a big effing surprise,” you winked. “And it may involve…”

Jensen cut you off. “Okay. Okay. Shut up before you get us fired,” he laughed elbowing you.

You looked down at Lincoln with a smile then back at Jensen. “They wouldn’t fire a woman who just had a baby. That would be cruel.”

The crowd erupted.

You covered your mouth and raised your eyebrows, feigning innocence. “Whoops,” you giggled, winking at Jaslyn who was watching you with a huge grin. “Maybe you’ll hear more about it soon. Guess you’ll have to wait and see,” you shrugged.

Jensen pulled you and Lincoln close, kissing you firmly. “Love you,” he whispered against your lips.

“You more,” you responded, kissing him back.

“Mommy can I tell them the OTHER secret?” Jaslyn giggled in Jensen’s arms as she watched the two of you exchange a kiss.

“The one about Lincoln?” Jensen asked, looking scandalous.

Jaslyn nodded her head.

“Do it. They’ll go crazy,” you laughed.

She stole the mic from Jensen causing everyone to laugh. “Lincoln is gonna be on Daddy’s show soon. And it’s a big shock for daddy,” she giggled.

The crowd was stunned into silence before they started talking excitedly amongst themselves.

“Good job bean. That’ll keep em guessing for a while,” Jensen winked, fist bumping his daughter.

The crowd was buzzing with excitement at the possibilities that the end of the season might bring.

I apologize in advance. This is utter nonsense. I don’t even know. *facepalm*
7th Year Discoveries | Sirius Black Part 1

Pairing: Sirius Black x Reader

Request:  Hello! I was wondering if you could do an imagine where in the begging of their seventh year, Reader cuts her hair in her shoulders and Sirius lets his beard grown and they are like “Boody hell I can’t handle my feelings anymore!” “Fuck he/she is so pretty what do I do?” please???

You stepped off the platform onto the train, shifting your bag into a more comfortable position on your shoulder before beginning your search for your friends. It was your seventh year at Hogwarts and you were both excited and terrified for everything to come. Mostly you were just excited to see the marauders for the first time since sixth year. You felt your face break into a smile as you approached the familiar voices.

“Hey guys,” you greeted, tossing open the compartment door. The four guys looked up at the sound of your voice.

“Your hair,” James whispered, obviously horrified at your newly short hair. It had been just below your waist before the start of summer, now resting at your shoulders. 

“It got in the way, this is just easier, Peter will scoot over a bit,” you asked, dropping your bag to the floor and taking a seat between him and Remus.

“It’s just a drastic change Y/N, I’m sure James loves it despite his face,” Remus assured you, tossing his chocolate wrapper at James still gaping face.

 You brought a hand up to your mouth, stifling a giggle.You glanced over at Sirius, who sat beside James, for the first time. Your laughter quickly died off as you took in his appearance. He had grown out his hair just a bit, it was longer than yours now, but he seemed to have grown his beard out as well. You felt a blush creep up your face as you took in his new appearance. You quickly adverted your gaze, not wanting to get caught staring and make things awkward. It was going to be a long train ride.

You laid back against the trunk of the tree, a book in your hand. It had been a few days since you arrived and you had decided to take a few moments to yourself. When you heard the all too familiar laughs of the gang, you knew your attempts were futile. Placing your book mark you waited for them to reach you. 

“Y/N love, how’s our favorite girl doing?” Sirius teased as they crossed the yard.

“Just peachy Padfoot, come to ruin my peace and quiet I see,” you rolled your eyes playfully, lifting your book from your lap so he could lay his head down. 

“Me? I would never, now these three I make no promises for,” he smiled up at you as he laid his head down, his smile widening when you began to card your fingers through his hair.

“Oh please you’re the worst of us,” Peter said, taking a seat on the grass. 

“He has a point Pads - oh shit is that Evans?” James started, his attention instantly being stolen as the love of his life walked past. You looked down, sharing a look with Sirius as he ran off to try to make up with her after last year. 

“I have prefect duties, I’ll catch you guys at dinner,” Remus sighed, knowing fully well Lily would be venting to him later. Peter quickly got to his feet, blushing as Remus stared down at him as if waiting for him to follow. 

“What’s up with those two?” You asked Sirius, your fingers still playing with his hair subconsciously. He leaned into your touch, clearing his throat when he realized what he was doing.

“I have no idea,” he rushed, a faint blush on his cheeks. 

“Weird,” you mused, fighting the urge to blush yourself as you admired your friend. “Would you like me to read to you, since you so rudely interrupted?” 

“Go ahead, I lo-” his eyes widened slightly as he caught himself before saying something, quickly coughing to cover it up, “sure, yeah read away Y/N.” 

Sirius POV:

He paced the floor of his dormitory, chewing on his lip as he ran through the events of the last week in his head. First the train, you had always been gorgeous but it was like your beauty had been multiplied over the summer. Then there was the yard, and you had read to him for the first time in so long. It had reminded him how much he missed your voice, letters just weren’t the same. Lastly it was breakfast this morning, when you used the foam from your drink as a mustache to mock his beard and he thought he was going to pass out from how cute you looked. 

“You’re going to walk a hole in the floor,” Remus chided, flipping through his textbook halfheartedly. 

“I think I’m in love with Y/N,” he whispered, mostly to himself.

“Sorry what was that, I couldn’t hear you.”

“I’m in love with Y/N!” He announced, a bright smile on his face. 

“You’re just now realizing this?” Remus asked, judging him very obviously from his spot on his bed.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” he asked, frowning softly. 

“You haven’t so much as looked at another girl since the start of sixth year, and this year all you’ve done is try to find ways to ‘accidentally’ run into her, it’s not like it was hard to figure out,” Remus scoffed, not lifting his gaze from the book.

Sirius felt his heart sink. Had he really been that obvious? About feelings he himself wasn’t even aware of until now. “Do you think Y/N knows?” 

“If there’s anyone more oblivious to your feelings than you, it would be Y/N. I think your secret is safe Pads, but I’d tell her soon I heard Lockhart is planning on asking her out soon,” he advised. 

“She’s not that dumb to go out with him,” Sirius laughed, but Remus merely shrugged causing Sirius to begin to worry. “Right?” 

trimberly prompt: “seven minutes in heaven” (2.7k)

Kimberly is the first over the lip of the chasm, collapsing to the ground once she reaches the top, coarse gravel digging uncomfortably into her shoulder blades. She considers moving, but only manages to lift her head instead, biting back a groan, watching as Jason climbs out of the ravine, close behind. He splays on the quarry ground next to her, reaching out to pinch weakly at her arm.

“Maybe it’s time we invest in a rope,” he says, “or like a really long ladder.”

Trini is the next up, and she greets them with a glare, tossing a handful of gravel halfheartedly in their direction.

“Who made you the leader again?”

Zach hauls himself over the edge, reaching back to pull Billy up behind him. “I think that was the giant disembodied head,” he says. “If I remember correctly.”

Kimberly laughs and Jason mimes a frown, swatting his hand vaguely in Zach’s direction. “It’s not my fault I have the coolest color.”

Trini scoffs. “As if.”

“Yeah,” Kimberly says, snapping at the elastic of her pink sports bra, the hem visible under her low-scooped tank, “that would be me.”

If the motion draw Trini’s eyes, Kimberly doesn’t notice.

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we were little girls with messy hair who wanted to shoot lasers at the people who hurt us. we made our barbies fly, made them spies, made them as strong as we wanted to be. they could stand up to the bullies. when we were older, we would ask, “where are the female superheroes?”

“it’s just a movie,” we were assured, “and what’s wrong with being the girl next door?”

we were angry adolescents with no safe direction to lash out in. we were not allowed to be violent. those of us who turned to our playstation were embarrassed for it. many of us were bullied. many of us turned to fantasy. when we were older, we would ask, “why is there only one playable girl character in this whole game?”

“video games are art,” we were sneered at, “i’m sick of these fake gamer girls ruining our media.”

we were high school girls who were worried we weren’t being kissed fast enough, even at 15. we felt shame boil up around our ears when men leaned out of cars to sling slurs at us. we wanted to feel good about ourselves but were sent home for showing our shoulders. what were we telling people by being so in love with our bodies that we showed them off in any small way. when we were older, we would ask, “why does this advertisement for socks have a barely-18-year-old girl lying mostly-naked on a bed?” we saw our own 18-year-old self, who could barely kiss right and still trembled about sex.

“relax,” we were told, “if you don’t like it, don’t look. if you’re mad they’re selling you your clothes like this, just don’t buy from them.”

we turned into tired adults. we have our fires burnt out. we have explained and explained until our tongues turned numb why we deserve to be able to live without fear. we got sick of being teachers. any dent we made was quickly refilled. we were sick of trying to talk to people who would never change their minds about us. we were sick of it. and we still asked: “where am i? where are the people who look like me?”

i once was in a coffee shop sighing to a friend, “why don’t people get that not every girl has the same body or same metabolic system” and i was interrupted by a large man who has no idea how i eat or how much i weigh or how healthy i might be, and he loudly and briskly informed me, “Victoria’s Secret models have a more common body type than you think. If you’re so pissed about not being like the girls on tv, how about you change what you look like?” i had gone 6 days without eating. 

so we made it up. we gave barbie a cape and our spotted dog the ability to control the weather. we wrote barely-legible fanfiction about vampires who were also terribly in love with us - because we were perfect in this world, unlike the mess of what really was - we crafted entire sub-stories about how the main characters in our favorite universes were secretly girls in disguise. we made 17-year-old characters who would cut the throats of anyone who hurt them. we drew pictures of women in full, angry armor. we wrote bad poems about the girls we loved and the ones we were jealous of. we hurt ourselves often, were excellent at denying ourselves in the name of something. we only ate salad, we wouldn’t touch grease, we didn’t buy certain things, didn’t get dirty. we used things to fill the gaps. bath bombs. fussy boots. venti iced mocha half-caf.

we made it up. we flooded the market. we put up pictures of ourselves smiling, with messy hair and silly faces, with back fat, with smudged makeup. we made videos perfecting our lips. we made art of possible fashion - all with pockets. 

a few girls take selfies at a sports event. they are slandered across the news for it. 

can you imagine? can you imagine the selfishness? the audacity? the self-possession one must feel to take a picture of themselves where they control everything? 

we don’t belong. images of us have to be photoshopped. made in buildings with perfect lighting. a young girl in underwear. we don’t belong. we don’t exist. keep quiet. if you don’t like it, don’t look at it.

Auston Matthews - One Big Happy Family

“Hiii! Could you please do an Auston Matthews pregnancy imagine. Thaaaank you” - @jessicaa1994

Okay I got really into this and I hope you like it!

Word count: 1342
Warnings: none.
it’s basically all fluff.

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Being in a doctor’s office always made you nervous. Your period was very irregular and you wanted to see what you could do about it. The last thing you expected to hear was that you are already three months pregnant. It wasn’t unusual for you to go a couple months without your period so you didn’t think anything of it.
“We’re going to transfer you to a different room so we can do an ultrasound.” The doctor said.
“Can I call my boyfriend first? I think he should be here for this.” You say, still shocked at the events that have unfolded within this doctor’s visit.
The phone rang twice before he answered.
“Hey, babe. How did the check-up go?”
“Uhm, you need to come to the hospital. There’s news you need to be here for.”
“I’m on my way.”

He was there within 5 minutes. You were barely getting set up in your new room when he appeared in the doorway. The floor specialty and the equipment in the room was a dead giveaway of what the news could be.
“Hey,” he said, out of breath.
“Hey,” you smiled at him. He stood beside your bed and gave you a kiss.

Once the image of the baby appeared on the screen, Auston began to cry.
“We’re really having a baby.” He said, wiping away his tears. He was holding your hand and squeezing it.
The doctor left you two to talk.
“I had no idea or I would’ve taken a test sooner.” You tell him.
“It doesn’t even matter. I’m just so happy that it’s happening.” He smiled down at you.

You two had never actually talked about kids or having a family yet. There was always small talk about a house and marriage but, kids were never a highlight of any discussion. Back at his apartment, while cuddling with him on the couch, you began to wonder how much this was going to change everything.
“Do you want a boy or a girl?” You asked Auston. He looked concentrated on coming up with an answer. Then he began to rub your belly.
“I think I want a little girl. I loved having little sisters. I think I’d do pretty good having a baby girl.” He finally answered.

The day of her birth came and it was all sorts of hectic. Auston had a home game when your water broke at your apartment. Auston’s parents had been staying with you all week in anticipation of your baby’s arrival. His dad was at the game so they could easily be in contact with Auston as his mom took you to the hospital.
“Breathe, honey.” Ema told you, while trying to breathe at a pace you could keep up with.
You were being wheelchaired into the hospital that you were set up to deliver at. It was only a few blocks from the ACC.
“Where’s Auston?” You asked as you were given a room and they were setting you up for delivery.
“Brian and Auston are on their way.” Ema reassured you.
The doctor and nurses were encouraging you to push but you didn’t, you couldn’t, do it without Auston by your side. You began crying out of frustration.
“Ema, please wait in the hallway until Auston gets here. I need him here as soon as possible.” You cried out.
Ema was quick to leave the room while nurses continued to encourage you to push.
It felt like an eternity but you finally heard running down the hallways and Auston burst into the room still in most of his gear. It was like a weight lifted off your shoulders as soon as he entered the room.
“You got this babe.” Auston said, by your side, holding your hand and occasionally giving you kisses on the head for encouragement. Auston was all the encouragement you needed to make it through the rest of the labor.
Your daughter was born healthy and already with a head full of hair. You were the first to hold her and the nurses were quick to give Auston a robe and gloves to hold the baby. Since it wasn’t ideal that he was still in hockey gear covered in sweat.
Your little family was given an hour of alone time and it felt like a lifetime. Everything changed so fast. During your skin-to-skin session with your daughter, Auston got washed up and changed so he could hold her properly.
“She’s so tiny.” He said in awe. You couldn’t stop smiling at both of them.
“Do you want to hold her?” You asked him. His eyes filled with fear.
“How do I do it?” He asked. You scooted over on your bed so he could prop himself beside you. You gently handed her off to Auston.
“Hi, little baby. I’m your daddy.” He told her. She was squirming a little but her eyes were closed.
“I can’t believe we made a baby.” He said, resting his head on yours.
“I can’t believe we are parents.” You whispered. His eyes got wide again.
“I’m a Dad.” He whispered.
“You’re a daddy.” You chuckled.

Hours had past and family had come and gone. You were both getting more comfortable with holding your newborn as well as letting others. Finally, Willy and Mitch came to visit. They were the two teammates you wanted to see the most.
“we got a new little player?” Willy asked.
“She might need to learn to walk first before we put her out on the ice.” You laughed.
“Thank goodness she looks like you (y/n).” Mitch chimed in. Auston gave him a glare but then shrugged in agreement.
“Can I hold her?” Mitch asked sheepishly, “I know how to hold babies real well!”
You handed her off to him and he was so carefully rocking her back and forth.
“What’s her name?” Willy asked. You and Auston looked at each other, then, in unison, “Nylah Michelle Matthews.”
“Is that, is that after us?” Mitch pieced together. You nodded. Willy did a victory dance.
“This is the coolest thing ever!” Willy squealed. They both took turned being in awe over her.
“Hey, babe.” Auston scooted himself close to you in the bed.
“Mhm?” You asked.
“Since the baby is finally in someone else’s hands,” he said, grabbing your hands in his, “and since everything is absolutely perfect.” He paused and took a second to look deep into your eyes while stroking your face.
“Would you do me the honor, of sharing the same last name as me and Nylah?” He pulled a ring out of his pocket and held it in front of you. You thought you were all out of emotions for the day but you could feel tears starting to form. You couldn’t speak, just nod your head endlessly while he placed the ring on your finger. He smiled and a tears fell from his face as he kissed you. Little did both of you know that Willy took this intimate moment as an opportunity to take a selfie of all 5 of you in the room. Mitch was holding the baby with a big grin on his face, you and Auston were in the back kissing with your engagement ring fully visible, and Willy just looked like he won the lotto with how big of a smile he had.
“CONGRATULATIONS! And can I pleeaaaseee post this big happy family photo??” Willy begged.
You rolled your eyes and laughed, “go for it. Now people will stop bugging Auston about the status of his relationship with me.”
“Seriously, you guys gave her the best name ever.” Mitch said while still gently rocking her back and forth.
“Named her after our two favorite girls.” Auston chirped.
Everyone rolled their eyes. Mitch passed your daughter back to you and the boys eventually left.
“How does day one as the Matthews family feel?” Auston asked you, stroking your hair as you were resting with Nylah in your arms.
“It’s the best feeling in the world.” You smiled.

Originally posted by laurafortino

look I’m not saying Marinette and Alya have literally zero facial recognition skills but Adrien ID’ed Nino in a hot second despite the full facepaint, weirdo hood-thingy, and EXTREMELY DISTRACTING (and build-obscuring) bubble-suit while our favorite girls cannot recognize each other in a tiny domino face mask and bodysuit when they HAVEN’T EVEN RESTYLED THEIR HAIR. 

(I am cutting most of Paris a break on not spotting Marinette despite her complete non-disguise of an outfit because most of Paris does not know her, I am cutting her classmates a break because she actually doesn’t seem to be super-close to any of them aside from in the “ah yes we have gone to the same school for an amount of time“, it’s not like they do a ton of hanging out socially or anything and they also don’t see Ladybug up close and personal too often, but BEST FRIENDS AND OBSESSED WITH LADYBUG, ALYA, FFS

so obviously Nino spotted ADRIEN in a hot second and has known from day one that the new kid/his new BFF is a supercat. 

he did not out him when he was the Bubbler because dude, that would totally RUIN his birthday, he politely pretends to believe all his weird excuses for disappearing/running off, he makes sure to bring him the homework/copies of his notes on akuma-attack days, and he is a constant back-up alibi whenever anyone is like “where was Adrien again?” he also pretends not to notice the purring and acts like it’s totally normal when the other sneakily sneaks over to rub up on him for attention/pets. 

(really quite frankly Nino would probably roll with that even if Adrien WEREN’T a supercat, the guy is clearly affection-starved) 

and one day Chat Noir is going to flirt with dude-in-distress Nino Lahiffe and it is going to be a fucking TRIP for EVERYONE involved. 

My wife and I got a chance to meet Rachel Skarsten and Zoie Palmer today and listen to them speak. And, holy cow, they are amazing – so intelligent and funny and warm and lovely! We don’t go to cons very often, but now I’m very glad we went to this one! I only wish we had watched Lost Girl sooner than this year so we could have participated more in that fandom during the show’s heyday.


⚡COMICS: Kevin Panetta and Paulina Ganucheau’s  The Zodiac Starforce is coming back, this July!

The Zodiac Starforce is an elite group of teenage girls with magical powers who have sworn to protect our planet against dark creatures. After defeating former Zodiac Starforce member Diana and her mean-girl minions, the girls thought they’d get a little break from protecting our world.

Unfortunately, Zodiac Starforce: Cries of the Fire Prince finds our favorite magical teenage girls battling a new big bad!

The first issue of Zodiac Starforce: Cries of the Fire Prince (of four) goes on sale July 5, 2017. (SOURCE: Dark Horse Comics)

The Long Distance Dissonace (10x24)

If you haven’t watched, SPOILERS ahead!!!

This is not the typical review/summary I usually do. This is more a venting platform and some random thoughts on this episode. Please note I am unspoiled so I have not had the time to process things that most of the spoiled fandom may have had time to process so I apologize for my feels which are everywhere right now.

1. I will say right of the bat that in terms of comedic value, this episode was gold. It had a very funny script, the plot made way for lots of funny zingers and the cast was spot on in their acting for these scenes. It may very well be one of the funniest episodes they’ve had. That being said, for the Shamy shippers, it may have caused some angst that made it hard to enjoy the comedy here.

2. Shamy flirting through their video chat is adorable. They are totally both flirting and Sheldon is going for it too. Notice Sheldon called Amy naughty again. 

3. As soon as I saw Ramona entering the cafeteria with Sheldon, I started to freak out. Because I knew she was up to no good. But I was more surprised that Sheldon would even entertain a “friendship” with her especially on the terms they ended last time. It just doesn’t seem in character for me and they never mentioned any reason for there to be this kind of time spent between them voluntarily. Can the writers at least make and effort and come with an excuse like that they had to work together on something? A “toblerone” isn’t enough.

4. Amy skyping with Sheldon and finding out about Ramona broke my heart. She was strong and kept it together although she was obviously jealous. She doesn’t argue with him because she knows how clueless Sheldon can be in these matters. I will say I am glad she found out thru him and not thru other people. It shows Sheldon had no intention of being deceiving. 

5. Sassy Amy arguing with Penny and Bernie was freaking hilarious. “I GAVE YOU ONE JOB. KEEP AN EYE ON HIM. HOW HARD IS THAT?” Mayim is awesome per usual in this scene. (Can the academy just give her the Emmy she deserves, damn it?) Best line all episode came here… 

I’ve been smacking that ketchup bottle for a long time. All she’s gotta do its tip it over and point it at her fries.

So while I was nervous for Shamy, I also just about wet myself with that line. 

6. Why would Sheldon bring Ramona to dinner with the gang? And why would he bring her to their apartment? It’s just inconceivable and out of character to me! The man who wouldn’t allow a woman in his room would allow a woman he hasn’t seen in years into his apartment. Come on, Sheldon? You are naive in some ways but you are also smart. This is the man that was concerned Penny would cheat on Leonard while he was away at North Sea. (S7E2). He should know at least a little bit.

7. The shamy shipping gang was all of us. It was awesome to see the whole gang banding together to protect Sheldon and Amy’s relationship. They were all of us. Bernie wedging herself between Sheldon and Ramona was AWESOME because I was about to throw a fit when I saw that bitch sitting in Amy’s spot. (Sorry for the B word but WTH?) Thank you for your service, Bernie. 

Nice save with the whole gang walking Ramona to her car, OMG!!!! It was so over the top it had me laughing out loud. Then Bernie once again with her sweet voice “excuse me”, followed shortly by Penny. Good on the girls to mark Amy’s territory and good on the whole gang who was truly concerned. They really care about Amy and Shamy’s relationship and that feels good to have everyone so invested.

8. We go to commercial break and I’m thinking we are almost at the end of the episode and have made it safely thru the season finale. Then we get back with Ramona bringing sandwiches to Sheldon’s office. Okay… Penny’s talk must have stuck with Sheldon but I think he refused to believe the obvious.

Are you seeking a romantic relationship with me? 

He has obvious doubts about the whole thing and has given Penny’s word some more thought. He starts naming the reason why that would create some problems; one that they are colleagues and two, he is currently in a relationship… He did have time to say this and that to me is important because it shows that Sheldon was willing to defend his relationship. BUT she kissed him…

And something in me about died. I cannot believe this is happening and I reacted much like the audience. Because Shamy are not your typical relationship and they have really guarded themselves against all this typical relationship crap so I can’t be okay with this. I also felt horrible for Sheldon because his face became dazed, he never closed his eyes while it happened and he is not exposed or used to this interaction with females, just Amy. So now I’m feeling like I’m about to puke because on one hand, he didn’t deserve this but on the other hand, he kind of brought it upon himself and should have known better. Sorry guys but come on Sheldon…

He was silent and stunned. I just saw him walking further and further away from Ramona and I had the feeling he would go to Amy because as I’ve said before, Amy is his safe place. I didn’t expect anything else but to him show up at Amy’s, kissing her and telling her he missed her and loved her. And that would have made it better for me. 

The three famous Sheldon knocks, Amy, Amy, Amy… and our favorite girl, too precious for this world, reacts surprised to hear her true love’s voice. Like me, she wasn’t expecting what would happen. Lo and behold she opens the door to a beautiful sight; Sheldon on one knee with the ring we have been waiting to see for 2 seasons now. The sight was beautiful because Jim Parsons was able to convey honest love and admiration as Sheldon for Amy in every single face muscle and the perfection and sincerity of his soulful eyes. And my heart dropped because I know he loves her so much. And I did gasp so loud I could probably be heard 5 houses down because I waited so long for this.

But something was lost and sacrificed in the process. I also felt sad that Amy didn’t know. And felt sorry that Sheldon may be doing this for the wrong reasons and upset he waited for this to happen to take this step.  The loveliness of their sweet relationship was tampered with. You see, this couple has taken every step with caution and care. Amy has waited a long time for this. Sheldon has come a long way. This moment didn’t need to be any part of Ramona’s sick interference. It was gratuitous and unnecessary of the writers. Because this is not the kind of story Amy deserved to tell her children… “I was away for a few months and your father befriended a woman who ended up overstepping her boundaries. Your father realized how much he loved me after she kissed him and he proposed to me.”

It’s ridiculous because we all know what Amy means to Sheldon and he has known that he loves her a long time. He could have very well given her the ring last episode which was beautiful. But it felt to me the writers wanted to have a cliffhanger or a hook. And that they did, leaving us a whole summer with questions of how Amy will react once she knows what happens. Will she say yes not knowing and then find out and be sad and mad or even call it off? Will she say no because she realizes something is not right about the whole thing? We don’t know. But there are my mixed feelings about all of this and in order to survive hiatus, I will just have to reset my memory to episode 23 and not think about this one because it will drive me insane.

Sorry for the rant. I may change my mind but this is how I feel right now. Some honorable mentions:

  •  I’m glad we saw Stuart again. As always he is pathetically awesome. 
  • Great to see the Amy and Penny drawing again. I wonder how Amy ended up keeping it?
  • Nice to see the cafeteria. Howie’s lines were so funny.
  • Penny trying to explain to Sheldon. “Amy has already taken me ut of my package and played with me”. Yes she has. And you’re right Sheldon, Lenny needs a marriage cousnelor. Glad someone said it. 
  • Where the hell is baby Halley? Should I call the Department for Children’s Welfare?
  • Lenny: “You got fingers and a mouth, you call her.” / “You got feet and legs you do it.” LOL!
  • Poor Raj… smh.

I’m out of hiding so you will see me around more. :) Ryl.

anonymous asked:

your way of writing it´s so amazing!! your BH X reader gave me super strong heart beats! -dies- but!! can you write some BH X demencia??? do you?? <3 ;n; i think this ship is a little bit abandoned :( !! thank you!! <3


Black Hat x Demencia

A/N: I will not abandon this ship!! Fear not dear anon! Join me on my quest to deliver joy and content to all the shippers in this fandom! Hopefully you guys like this one! I thought it was pretty cute x)&


The day was going par for the course for our favorite crazy lizard girl, waking up at the crack of noon and promptly going to annoy 5.0.5. She then poured herself some cereal made mostly of sugar, watched a few cartoons, pestered Dr. Flug for an hour or so, and then made her way over to her desk (She was BH’s assistant after all. Had to do something.) where she took a few calls, wrote down some new orders in green crayon and began to make her way to “Hattie’s” office.

The day was also going par for the course for our tall, evil CEO. Black Hat began his day before the sun arose, drinking some black coffe and going immediately to his office, taking care to torment Dr. Flug and the bear on his way.

Black Hat sighed at the ludicrous amount of paperwork he still had to do piled on his desk. Running an evil business wasn’t always fun, but cheating the legal systems of the government was, so he didn’t mind.

However he had been cooped up in his office for a few days now. He needed to get out for a while.

Black Hat almost hit Demencia with the office door.

Demencia made a quick yelping noise and jumped out of the way of the door which her boss had so violently thrown open, but was left frozen with her folder in hand at the sight of him. She sighed at his beauty.

Black Hat raised an unamused eyebrow, about to scold her. However, the folder in her hands caught his attention.

“¿Y qué es esto?” He asked, pulling the folder from her fingers and looking it over.

“Huh.” Black Hat thought, “She’s actually been doing her job…”

“New orders, Black Hat.” Demencia said proudly, and Black Hat smirked. With the snap of his fingers the folder went up in black flames, materializing onto his desk.

“I’ll deal with them later.” He responded, watching her eyes gleam with wonder at his powers.

“W-where are you going?” Demencia asked with eyes like that of a small dog.

“Out.” was Black Hat’s curt response. Demencia seemed to deflate as he walked away. Black Hat stopped a few steps down the hall and without looking back at her added, “So are you going to join me or not?”

After all, Demencia was overdue for a walk anyways.

Demencia froze, confused for a moment, then hastily ran to meet him. He hissed when she attempted to hold his hand, but otherwise didn’t complain about her presence. In fact, if he were to be honest, watching Demencia scare the neighborhood children as he walked behind her down the street was the most fun he’d had all day.

They made their way through the streets towards the big city as the sun set in the distance lit the sky a blood red.

At some point Demencia spied an ice cream place, and Black Hat could tell that she wanted to go inside terribly. Normally he would have just continued walking. He hated ice cream. Yet instead, he smiled at her and they crossed the street (J-walking of course) to enter the establishment.

Black Hat let Demencia order whatever she wanted, and she was more than thrilled. He even caught himself smiling at her enthusiasm as she asked for almost every topping imaginable and literally jumped for joy when the man at the counter handed her treat to her. She ran off to find a table, while Black Hat scarred the man for life and quietly pocketed the cash from the register inside his coat.

Demencia had chosen a seat right next to the window where she was already enjoying her ice cream. Black Hat caught himself smiling again. About the robbery of course. Obviously.

He sat next to her and looked out the window with a seemingly bored attitude. In reality he was enjoying himself, but he didn’t dare say anything. People exited the ice cream shop as quickly as possible, small children crying. Both of them grinned.

Without warning a flash of blue and yellow appeared outside the window. Black Hat let out an exasperated sigh and looked threateningly at the manager who had no doubt pressed the panic button. Demencia growled.

“Come out with your hands in the air and we can resolve this peacefully!” Came the voice of the hero. Black Hat rolled his eyes.

“As if I would ever demean myself in that way.” Black Hat said, preparing to use his laser vision to take out one of his eyes before mauling the man, but suddenly a blur of green and stripes pulled the man from his view.


Black Hat ran outside to make sure that super brat hadn’t damaged her…or…gotten rid of one of his employees. Instead he saw Demencia, covered in blood and attacking the man without mercy. He smiled at her pure savage strength, inhuman by nature. There was a certain beauty to it, how Demencia fought with flips and perfectly timed leaps.

“Demencia.” Black Hat said her name quietly and simply held up one hand, but she immediately ceased when he spoke her name. She could recognize his voice in the middle of a hurricane.

Black Hat approached the wounded man and gave Demencia a look of sheer pride.

“Fly away.” Black Hat smiled, “And remember this.”

Black Hat didn’t even need to say a thing as the super flew away quickly to the sounds of both of their laughter. He didn’t realized it, but Black Hat had attached a small, but powerful bomb to his tattered cape. When he reached home, it should send the entire place up in flames, along with his loved ones and neighbors. The product was still a prototype. He had been meaning to test it out.

Of course, Black Hat explained this to Demencia, who seemed completely enthralled at everything he said. Why hadn’t he notice that gleam in her eyes before? She was more enthusiastic than he had initially realized.

They returned to the manor and Black Hat even stayed with Demencia through dinner, though he would not give a straight answer as to why.

But that night, when he picked up his violin and began to play for himself, the answer was made clear. The way the melody flowed so nicely. How he smiled gently rather than devilishly. The fact that this song was in a major key…

Demencia sat outside the door to his room and sighed contently, not even realizing the significance of what she was hearing.

Moth Drawn to the Flame (Part 1)

Title: Moth Drawn to the Flame

 Prompt: @asnowwhitedreams :  ***Keeping that a secret because of spoilers ;p  I want to give credit to this amazing person, especially since the plot and all the twists and turns was their idea! ^^

 Summary: When you are called in to help the Winchesters on a case, you suddenly find yourself thrown into a middle of a hunt.  But what you learn is shocking, and only you can find a way to stop the disappearances.  

 Warnings: Language. Violence. Abduction.

 Masterlist of Fan Fiction 

Originally posted by spn-mostly

 “I don’t know what it is, Dean.”  Sam said with a sigh.  He had been researching for what seemed like days on the creature that was causing the disturbances in Charleston, West Virginia.  People had been going missing, not sight of them after that.  Honestly, he was a bit stumped.  There wasn’t any signs or clues as to what was going on, and it was driving Sam insane!

“I don’t know man.”  Dean grumbled.  It was driving him mad too.  He hated research, and this monster, creature, whatever, was making him do more of it than he had in a week.  He sighed as he glared at the computer screen.  A face seemed to flash in front of his face.  That perfect smile, hair, that laugh.  “Hey, why don’t we call Y/n?  This is right up her ally, right?”  

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