rooms i need to live in

Nightmare on the Full Moon

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 1,494

Warnings: mentions of werewolf attacks, language, angst (shocker)

Summary by @impala-dreamerWhen the Winchesters found Y/N, covered in blood, fighting for her life to escape a wolf pack, they never knew they’d grow to love her. She fit into their lives perfectly, and quickly captured Dean’s heart. All was well until that one full moon when Y/N’s horrible secret was revealed. Will Dean put her down like the monster she is? Or will his love stop him?

A/N: I just wanna say that @impala-dreamer is like the absolute best when you need an idea for a new fic. Like…Beka is literally the bomb dot com hahah

A/N#2: Unbeta’d, so any and all mistakes are my own! 

**Feedback is greatly appreciated**

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W: “- I know this dude! He makes really cool furnitures out of stuff he finds on the streets. I have a shelf systeme at home that he made. Hey Neil!”
N: “- Hi, Crate shelf-man. How’s it goin’? You live here now?”
W: “- Just visiting.. dude, I really like these chairs… do you have them in the show room in San Mysh?”
N: “- Yeah man, just come by and check them out.”
Cheese-lady: “- Would you like to try some delicious organic cheese?”
A: “- I love cheese!”
W: “- Anything else you want to see here? Do you need a pumpkin for your porch? My treat!”
A: “- Haha… not really. You wanna go and eat something?”
W: “- Yeah.. let’s do that!”

winchester-sonsandcastiel  asked:

It doesn't help that I send 900 asks a day lmao but it was this one: I live for badass boyfriend, secretly hopeless romantic too 🖤😩 to go with that I can only imagine Reyes training some of the new blackwatch recruits on super sneaky ops stuff, but he notices s/o coming into the room and goes from "Unless you want to DIE, you're going to need to get your head outta your ass and listen the fuck up." To something completely heart wrenchingly cute that the agents are like... da fuck was that 🖤🖤

Bruh, you know Genji and Jesse take full advantage of your powers. You love them, they love you, they know you’re going to save them. Gabe knows and he still can’t resist you, it’s a problem no one is complaining about.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me, it was a bomb, not a football!” Gabriel shouts, slamming his hand down on his desk. The young men in front of him look irritated as they continue to dismiss their commander’s outburst. “I don’t think you’re taking this seriously,” he remarks as he glares at them.

“We aren’t, we saved the day,” Jesse says exaggeratedly as he waves his hands in mock celebration.

“You destroyed an entire shopping center,” Commander Reyes brings his arms across his chest, shifting his weight as he leans back. “You massacred a warehouse, brought down two other buildings, and were sloppy enough to bring the entire team under fire!”

“We also crashed three cars,” Genji pipes up nonchalantly

“And a motorbike!” The cowboy adds.

Destruction of property in a covert organization is not something to scoff at!” Gabriel’s hands slam down on the table again, shaking its contents. “We aren’t supposed to exist! We aren’t supposed to draw attention to ourselves!”

“With an ass that tight you draw everyone’s attention,” entering the room, you quickly hand the men their lunches and perch on the edge of the desk, bringing your water bottle to your lips. “I take it the mission failed?” Your husband sighs heavily.

“No, these two hijos de puta wrecked half of the city in securing what we needed.” He sets his lunch down to wrap his arms around you, kissing the top of your head before nuzzling your temple.

“Did anyone die?”

“No, ma’am,” Jesse says around a mouthful.

“Was anyone seriously injured?”

“No one on our team,” Genji picks at his food as he looks at you.

“So, the mission was successful, no one died or got hurt, and you came home to me three days early.” You kiss Gabriel on the lips, letting your hands linger on his sides. “I’d call that a good day, let the kids have some downtime, I think they deserve it.”

“But they need to do their paperwork and I think some extra training is in order for their-” He’s cut off as you kiss him again, fingers hooking into the waistband of his pants.

“You’ve got free time and you’re not going to spend it fucking your wife?”

“Jesus Christ, jefe! Your lady is a freak!” Jesse whoops, snatching up his things and bolting from the room, Genji following close behind.

“We’re not done here!” He shouts after them, beginning to turn away from you only to have you dig your nails into the flesh of his ass.

“You’re done for the day because I missed you.” You press feather light kisses against the underside of his jaw, the moisture of your breath on his skin causing your lips to drag down the column of his throat pleasantly.

Mi Vida,” he groans, tangling his fingers in your hair as he finally brings his mouth to yours.

Soon, the contents of the desk are shaking again, but for an entirely different reason.

A Crappy Poem/Thought

Chaos is running through my veins
And I can’t help but crave more
I need it to survive
To thrive

Darkness lets me think
It takes away the distractions
It allows my mind to light up the room

Chaos is running through my veins
And darkness is circulating my mind
If you don’t like it
Leave me

For I am just blood and bones
Without them

I can’t stop
It’s how I live
It’s how I thrive
If you can’t handle my darkness
And chaos
Then you can’t handle the light it creates

Chrobin Week: Day 7: Vows

In the divine presence of Naga and her cherished people, I take thee as my spouse and friend.

Strangers, allies, friends, partners. All in less than one year’s time, Chrom and Robin had undergone every stage. With every step forward, they grew closer together, and with every inch of closed distance, they wanted less and less to let one another go.

“I never want to let you go, Robin. Does that make me selfish?”

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anonymous asked:

I just /need/ a fic where Jake and Amy are looking after Gina's daughter like I NEED it

Well, it appears I needed that too, anon. So here’s a little OS about that. Thanks for the feels you gave me with that message :’)

(And I hope you’ll like this small thing too!)

Read it on AO3 or under the cut.

“Ameees, how do I get her to stop crying?!”

Jake, an infant in his arms, sighs as he paces back and forth once more in his living-room, gently rocking the little girl stuck against his chest as an (unsuccessful) attempt to calm her down.

“I don’t know, babe,” his fiancée’s voice comes from the kitchen, rather desperate. “Just… talk to her? I read in a book it usually works. Otherwise hold on, I’m almost done with her bottle here.”

It’s been like this for the past thirteen minutes and twenty-one seconds – Gina’s daughter whining, despite all the things they tried to make her stop. Even Amy’s notorious skills at shushing didn’t seem to work on her here.

A situation that is almost making them regret agreeing on taking care of her during their shared day-off – even though, to be exact, they didn’t quite chose to do it in the first place anyway – were more like forced to.

Indeed, Holt’s assistant came to their apartment in the morning without further notice, and put the few-months old in her oldest friend’s arms, along with all the stuff she’d need in Amy’s hands. She didn’t leave a lot of explanations when she left soon after that, other than a quick “can you look after her, I’ve got important things to do today, thanks guys, bye.”

Yet everything was going well, in the beginning, they have to admit that. The Enigma, as her parents (weirdly) called her, was showing to be the adorable baby, giving them happy smiles and playing with Amy’s newly-cut hair, truly melting their hearts as wife-and-husband-to-be shared tender, knowing looks to one another.

One day they turn would come.

But now, it’s like the monster has awoken, and is unstoppable.

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arcoiiza  asked:

Can I request a Halloweeny thing for Jackson? Maybe some fluff :D

Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees 💖💖💖

How the hell are you gonna tell him?

Should you say you need to talk? No, that will be too serious.

Make dinner and casually throw it out there? Nope, you won’t be able to hold the food with all these nerves.

You sigh tiredly, as you walk into the living room. This is so frustrating.

“Happy Halloween, Kids! And eat your candy with responsibility!” Jackson yells to the kids that came for trick-or-treating, and then he appears in the living room.

You start to observe your husband and notice every single thing that made you fall in love with him. The glimmer in his eyes, the warm smile on his lips and the way he looks at you like you’re the world.

But then you see the empty bowl of candy in his hands. What? Those were the first ones visiting! Did he give them all the candy?

“Jackson!” you yell a little louder than intended. He jumps in his spot and turns to look at you, carefully.

“Yes?” he says, eyes wide as he comes closer.

“What is this? Did you give those kids all of our candy?” you reprimand him from your spot on the couch and his cheeks flush red.

“Well, I couldn’t help it, they were too cute! I mean one of them was dressed as Snoopy! You know how much I love Snoopy!” he whines, leaving the bowl on the coffee table.

“Hug?” he says, sitting next to you and opening his arms, smiling. You laugh lightly and shuffle into his embrace. You rest your back on his chest and your head falls to his shoulder.

“Well, maybe you should be a little more careful with those things.We can’t give everything to just one group of kids.”

“Why? It’s not like we cannot afford it…” he says nonchalantly, as you feel him shrugging behind you.

Okay, this is a perfect opening. You should tell him.

You take a deep breath before speaking. “I think we should start saving money,” you tell him, expecting his reaction.

He remains silent for a bit before answering. “That… doesn’t make any sense, we’re both working and we already have some money saved. Why should we start saving more money?” you hear the confusion in his voice, making you feel more anxious by the second.

“Because in a little while, it’s not just gonna be me and you…”

“… Will your mother be visiting?”

You grunt in annoyance, as you break free from his embrace and stand up to face him.

“Jackson, I’m pregnant!”

Jackson remains still for a moment with wide eyes. “What?” he murmurs.

You sigh tiredly, looking at the floor, more self-conscious by the second. “I said I’m pregnant…” you whisper softly.

In a second Jackson is standing and gripping your face in his hands to make you look at him. “You’re telling me we’re gonna be parents?” he asks shakily, his wide eyes boring into yours. You nod.

Then the most wonderful smile you’ve ever seen graces his lips and you see his eyes water, as a sense of relief floods you. 

“I’m gonna be a father?” he asks, his voice louder this time but breaking at the last world.

You feel your eyes welling up as well, your smile matching his. “Yes.”

He lets out a soft, airy laugh before you feel his lips on yours, kissing you passionately. “I love you,” he says, before kissing you again. “I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you!” he continues and he spins you around happily. You hug him tightly, laughter echoing inside your little house, your heart ready to burst from all the joy you feel.

Then he puts you down again and kisses every inch of your face, tenderly, adoringly.

“God, we’re gonna be parents,” he says as if he doesn’t believe it yet and he needs the reassurance that this is not a dream.

You smile at him and then press your lips against his again. 

“Yes. And we’re gonna be the best ones out there.”

ta-da!! I really hope you liked it ^_^ :3 


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boy lookin rough: (aw I lov him)

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Wedding vows of yoonmin:

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Dem lookin like they lounging in ur living room n jokingly posing for you:

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Namjoons smooth-ass arm movements:

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This tbh:

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Kim Seokjin who? All I know is Kim slayjin:

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Taekook grinding taekook grinding taekook grinding:

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facial expressions n gestures on point son:

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okay can we talk about how amazing pidge’s room is

not only has she (some how) managed to get her hands on fairy lights, but she still has all of the heads from the garbage friends she made back at the beginning of season 2! and the fluffy ghibli creatures are there too!! no mention the juice pouches and all of her tech and the general teenage-messy-why-do-i-need-to-clean-my-room-mom vibe her room has that just feels so alive and lived in and homely (especially considering how bleak the rooms firstly looked)
this room has so much character and its so pidge and i love everything about it

this is the character development i signed up for

I’m only 18

Originally posted by hopeinloveinfinity


Request: Can you do a oneshot where the reader is an avenger and 18, she meets the team and the guys are being super flirty with her but have no idea that’s she is 18 and when they find out, they’re embarrassed about flirting with her :). Sorry if this super specific and long

Warning: No?

Being the new avenger was exciting. I had been able to shape shift into any person or animal that I wanted to since I was 5 years old. I scared my mother the day I turned into a dog. She could move things with her mind and she wasn’t sure of what I could do until the day we were eating dinner and I decided to act like a dog and turned into one. 

Since then, I would do small things like tricking my friends or I would turn into a bird and fly away. Like Spider-Man, I decided to use it for good. What really caught the public’s eye, was the day a grizzly bear stopped a gas station robbery. That same day Tony Stark and Natasha Romanoff showed up at my house. They explained to me and my mother that they wanted me to join the avengers. Naturally, my mother put up a fight and said I was too young, but I am 18 so legally I can go. Waving goodbye to my mother 6 months later and I was officially part of the team. 

“You should turn into a cat, then when the team crowds around, turn into yourself.” Tony suggested. 

“I can’t” I laughed at him, “When I shape shift, My clothes don’t change with me so I can’t turn back until I’m in my room, usually.” 

“We’ll see about that.” He started thinking to himself. 

“Guys this is y/n” Nat called out t the team.

“Hello” I waved to everyone “I know who you all are already, I read the file.” 

“Nice to meet you” Steve shook my hand. “We didn’t hear much about you, it was suppose to be a surprise.” 

I smiled, looking around the room at the team. I noticed Sam, Bucky, Thor, Peter, and Steve were looking me up and down. I met Sam’s eyes and he winked at me and gave a slow nod of admiration. Bucky looked away quickly, Steve also winked, Thor smirked at me and then walked away, and Peter quickly turned around and started a conversation with Wanda. I noticed Clint and Bruce were watching the same thing I was and looked at me and then the guys and shook their heads. 

Originally posted by chrisandchips

Once everything was finally settled, I made my way to the kitchen to get a small snack, I had finally finished unpacking. I was searching for a snack when I hear someone speak up behind me.

“Nickle for your thoughts?” Steve spoke calmly

“I’m pretty sure it’s penny.” I laughed at him

“I just think your thoughts are worth more” he smiled, raising an eyebrow.

“Really?” I rolled my eyes “That’s so lame” 

“What?” He moved a tad bit closer leaning on the counter. “I just wanted to start a conversation.” He chuckled. 

“So start” I reached for the box of cheez-its, but it was too far up. Steeve reached up above my head and grabbed it. I couldn’t help but look at his bicep. Quickly looking down when our eyes met.

“Like what you see?” Steve smirked “There’s more underneath.” 

I blushed at first and then realized, he is old, I’m still 18 and I don’t think he knows that. Instead of telling him, I laughed at him and walked away. 

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The next person to talk to me was Sam Wilson. I had wandered into the theater room and put a movie in. Sam saw this and wanted to join.

“Can I join you?” He asked as I made my self comfortable on the love-seat, taking up most to the small couch. 

“Sure if you can fit” I joked, moving my legs slightly.

“I played tetris as a kid.” He smirked at me coming closer to the couch.

“Your point?” I asked slightly confused.

“I can make it fit.” He winked at me. I didn’t even react, I just had a straight face and I realized that he didn’t know my age as well, and just like Steve I didn’t tell him. 

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Peter Parker approached me the next day, as I made my way to the kitchen, he tapped my arm.

“Morning y/n” He greeted me with a warm smile.

“Mornin’ Pete” I smiled back. He followed me into the kitchen. 

“Hey y/n,” He got my attention back to him “Can you feel my shirt?”

“Excuse me?” I asked, confused. 

“I’m serious” He held out the bottom of his shirt and I touched the soft fabric.

“What about it?” I was still confused.

“Does it feel like boyfriend material?” I asked seriously. I laughed at him as my cheeks slightly turned red.

“Absolutely not” Tony cut in “Not allowed.” 

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“Why do guys have to be such jerks?” My friend Andrea spoke to me on the phone. I had her on speaker while me, Wanda and Nat sat in the living room.

“I know how you feel Ann. What we need is a genie” I joked. “Three wishes would be nice.” 

“That would help a lot actually” Nat joined

“What’s one thing you would wish for?” Wanda asked “ I would wish for world peace. Typical I know.”

“I’ll have to think about that.” Andrea said on the phone. 

“Ditto” Nat spoke up, thinking quietly.

“I would wish for the perfect guy” I joked, earning a small chuckle from Nat.

“Here I am.” Bucky stood in front of us “What are your other two wishes?”

I couldn’t handle this anymore. I had to tell them how old I was before this got worse. I found it funny but I can’t be this cruel.

“Hey guys” I spoke up walking into the kitchen causing everyone to look at me “I have done some thinking.. Some of you, not naming who, have tried to flirt with me.” all the guys looked at each other. “As flattering as that is, I think you should know something about me, and maybe this will make you rethink some things.” I tried to fight the smile forming on my face. “I’m only 18.” 

Originally posted by you-didnt-see-that-cuming

Every single guy, except for Peter, Tony, Bruce, Clint, and Vision, went pale. They froze and looked at each other.

“WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL US BEFORE” Sam yelled, obviously embarrassed.

“I thought it was funny” I laughed at them

“I already knew that” Peter winked at me

“Lady y/n” Thor looked up from the ground “ I wasn’t sure of your age so I didn’t say anything, but I did not expect that” 

“I feel horrible” Steve apologized. Bucky couldn’t bring himself to say anything as he continued to stare at the ground.

There was a long awkward silence as we slowly continued our business. 

“Wait, You guys hit on her?” Tony raised his voice.


8.10.17 ITS OCTOBER i love October. Its come so fast! Just a couple of photos from the weekend reading foucault’s history of sexuality and watching a computer science kid do some coding in my new bedroom. I love this room so much more than last years but i need to keep decorating! Also the two of us went to night vale live last week! It was so much fun. Its been a really good day today after yesterday being quite hard, but i did something i was really scared of for a long time. I might talk about it in a later post. Hope everyones having a soft and productive day. Xxx Emily

~College!au Pen Pal Yoongi~ PART FOUR

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Originally posted by myloveseokjin

Yoongi trailed after his friends entering the club. Warning off the younger ones to not end up wasted by the end of the night, he headed for the bar. Sitting down on one of the bar stools, he greeted the bartender.

“Just a beer.” The bartender nodded in response before turning around. 

Taking a look at his surroundings, Yoongi noticed someone sitting a few stools beside him. She was young, as young as he was probably, sat at the bar, eyes trained on her tall glass of water. 

“You look out of place,” Yoongi called over the music. Snapping her head up, she gave a polite smile. “My friends are here. I’m their driver.”

“Ah. That must suck,” Yoongi took a swig from the beer bottle given to him by the bartender.

“Eh, we take turns,” She shrugged in response, taking a sip of the water. “You have a ride?”

“That would be me,” A voice cut in. Yoongi turned to Namjoon with a raised brow. “I’m heading out for a minute. Make sure the boys don’t…do anything crazy, okay?”

Simply nodding his head, Yoongi returned his attention to the girl beside him. “You look like you’re in a mood?” She cocked her head to the side and squinted her eyes, as if analyzing him. 

“That’s just my resting face,” Yoongi shrugged it off. 

“Man, you need to smile more,” She shook her head, scooting over so she was in the stool just left of his. 

“Hm, not the first time I’ve heard someone say that,” Yoongi looked up as in thought.

“Well, you should listen to them. Life’s too short to be living it so gloomily,” She placed her elbow on the counter and rested her head against her hand. 

Yoongi could only shrug. “I like staying inside my own room. I’m happy in there.”

“I can relate. My friends had to practically drag me out of mine,” She sighed.

“They did?”

“Yeah, and usually I’m one for going out and having a blast. Just wasn’t feeling it tonight, though.” Yoongi knew there was a reason but he didn’t pry. 

“Don’t mind me asking but what’s your name?”

Smiling brightly, she stuck her hand out, “Y/N!”

You waited for the man beside you to shake your hand but he only eyed it curiously.

“Uh, you’re supposed to shake it, you know that, right?” You asked warily. The man hesitantly shook your hand. “Yoongi.”

“Nice to meet you!” Instead of receiving an answer, he went back to drinking his beer. Pouting, you stared at him. 

Gazing at you in the corner of his eye, he turned to you, “Can I help you with something?”

“No, probably not. You just remind me of someone I know.”

“Must be a joy to be around,” Yoongi muttered, sarcastically.

“Oh, he’s nice. I like him,” you shrugged referring to your pen pal. You didn’t know that much about him, besides that he’s quite the opposite of you. “Total opposites.”

“I know someone like that, too. Total opposites,” Yoongi rolled his eyes, a chuckle escaping his lips. It wasn’t a full smile, but it was a smile.

“Look! You smiled! See? You just need someone to bring you that smile,” You grinned, cheekily. Why were you talking to this stranger you hardly knew? You were off campus at the moment, so he most likely didn’t go to your college. 

“Right…Well, Namjoon came back in and I’m gonna out. Want one?” He offered the rolled up piece of paper with thousands of deadly chemicals trapped inside waiting to be inhaled. Gulping, you turned away. “Nope. No thanks.”

“Don’t smoke?” He guessed, placing the cigarette between his lips, not bothering to light it yet. 

“No. And I don’t think you should, either. It’s not good for you.”

Yoongi scoffed, “I’m aware of the dangers and I don’t smoke often. Not that kind of guy. What’s the real reason you’re so against it?” He stood up to leave.

“My sister used to smoke. It was bad,” Your eyes stayed glued to the water in front of you. 

“Used to? She stopped?” Yoongi asked, and you knew he wanted your answer to be positive. But deep down he knew it wasn’t.

“Wasn’t able to. Lung cancer,” You mumbled. Sitting back down, he took the cigarette out of his mouth. “I’m sorry.”

Shaking your head, you offered a smile, “It was an eye opener for me. Without her death, I wouldn’t be the person I am today. Spreading positivity and trying to make others make the best out of life.”

“That’s why you told me not to be so depressed,” Yoongi guessed in a monotone, as if understanding.

“I didn’t say depressed! Just not enthusiastic.”

“What’s there to be enthusiastic about?”

“Uh, friends, family, anything that caused you any spark of happiness?”

“Like a soft spot?”

“Exactly!” You snapped your fingers. “Learn to have a soft spot. Most times it’s a person. And please, make some sort of effort.” You offered one final smile before going to find your friends.

Even after you left, Yoongi pondered over what you had said. He did say he was going to try to be less…like himself for his pen pal. But how? 


Part 5?👀

Losers Club getting high headcanons: 

(There’s some polyam stuff going on here)
(Tag list: @larrie-or-die@saltofcrows

- They’re out of highschool by the time they all get the chance to actually do this together. Richie and Bev have gotten a little stoned together before, and Richie definitely does it by himself, Bill’s done it with Richie a couple times too, but as far as everyone else goes, it’s just never happened before.

- Bev bought the weed, but since everyone helped pay, there’s a lot. 

- They go to Bill’s apartment. (He worked super hard for it. It’s not very big, but it’s cozy and it’s his and he’s proud.)

- Richie brought his big ass, rainbow, glass pipe and shows everyone how to use it. 

- Eddie’s hands shake really hard when he inhales. 

- Bev shotguns Ben. She also blows smoke rings and teaches Eddie how to do it. 

-Richie thinks that Eddie blowing smoke rings is the hottest thing he’s ever seen.

- Mike is REALLY good at maintaining, and off the bat he’s just so relaxed and serine, just nice, warm, and fuzzy. He can still hold a conversation without any hindrances.

- Ben is definitely that guy who’s like ‘I don’t feel anything,’ so smokes way too much, and when it does kick in, he’s SHOOK.

- With Bill’s permission, he builds a HUGE blanket fort, and everyone piles in. He’s like ‘Beverly, I made this for you, my queen,’ and she almost cries.

-Bev just wants to fucking watch cartoons. She talks to Eddie about superheroes. 

- Ben, Bev, and Mike start talking about conspiracy theories, the meaning of life, cryptids, and, like, every weird thing Ben and Mike have ever read about, and Ben’s SO into it.

- Stan hates the feeling at first. It’s uncomfortable, he’s paranoid, and frustrated.

- Mike helps to relax him, keeping him level and reassuring him that everything’s okay

- Eventually Stan settles and just starts giggling uncontrollably. It’s almost out of nowhere. 

- Bill is SO hungry. He grabs almost everything out of his kitchen and brings it into the fort like a dragon with a food hoard. 

- Richie rests his head in Eddie’s lap and Eddie plays with his hair. Richie is in heaven. 

- Eddie’s gushing over Bill, like ‘you’re so awesome, Bill, you’re so gorgeous, I need you to know how much you mean to me, look at me- seriously, I adore you, Big Bill’

- And Bill, still eating, is like ‘Eddie, I don’t know what I would do without you, you’re so smart, you’re my best friend, I want to carry you around like you’re a baby koala bear literally every moment of the rest of our lives.’ 

- And Richie’s like ‘Get a room. but invite me into it because you’re both so cute i can’t stand it.’ 

- Bill and Eddie both start coddling Richie and lavishing him with praise, and Richie’s just lying there, eating Bill’s chips in silence for once, beaming super wide, like fuck yea 

- Stan turns on music and starts singing. He serenades Beverly, (Rio, Duran Duran) then Eddie, (Come on Eileen, Dexys Midnight Runners) and then gets about half-way through Pour Some Sugar On Me (Def Leppard) before Mike’s like “Hey, Stan, put your shirt back on’ because it didn’t look like he had planned to stop stripping.

- Eddie’s so enamored by Stan’s singing, like, everything is 100x more fascinating to him when he’s high, but he has a LOT of trouble focusing on more than one thing at once and is like “yeah…what?” every five seconds.

- Bill and Richie are Kings of the Munchies. “Bill… You know what would be amazing with this ice cream?”
“Oyster crackers.” 
“I’ll drive.” 
Everyone else: “NO”

- Richie’s mostly quiet and in his own little world, but when he does say something, it’s completely off the wall, and he acts like it’s of the utmost importance that everyone pay attention. 
“…… guys, gUYS, You know what I think? We’re all caterpillars. We’re still like. Baby caterpillars you know? BEN. You’re a caterpillar.”
Stan laughs so hard he almost pisses himself, and just screams something to the effect of “METAMORPHOSIS, MOTHERFUCKER.”
and Richie’s like “… pretty much.”

- Richie and Bill fight over the last snack-cake. Eddie takes it, splits it in half, and then hands a piece to each of them. Bill’s like “EDDIE, YOU’RE A GENIUS,”
Richie’s like “Eddie, you’re the love of my life,”
And Eddie’s like “Thanks, can I have a bite?” and they both, like shove each half into his mouth. 

- Richie drags Eddie into the kitchen to get more food, but after ten minutes, Bill’s decides that he has to go check on them. When he doesn’t come back, Stan gets really fidgety and runs in after them. 

- Stan does not come back. 

- Bev: “Should we see if they’re okay?”
Mike: “I got it.” He gets up and peeks into the kitchen for half a second before returning to his position in the floor, completely silent, but not at all shocked or disturbed. 
Ben: “Um…?”
Mike: “They’re making out.” 
Bev: “Who?”
Mike: “Yes.” 

For my Apartment Dwelling witches

*some of these also can apply to tiny houses or underage witchlings who only have a bedroom*

For many of us making our living space feel “witchy” can be a challenge, (I should know, my apartment is literally a one room studio that was once just a bedroom in an old house) so I wanted to point out some simple and easy things you can do in your small space! Please feel free to add more if you think of them! ~starborn-badwitch

·Don’t have room for an altar? DIY an old jewelry box (or a wooden box from a craft store) and make a small altar that’s easily put up or moved when you need it to!

·Or use an altoid tin for super small ones that fit in a backpack, purse, pocket, etc.

·No yard or personal space outside? Try window boxes for your herbs and plants, or even one of those small indoor herb gardens.

·Lacking space for witchy decor? Make small seasonal wreaths for the holidays you observe and put them on your apartment door

·Or do themed garland for the aforementioned windowboxes!

·So your bathroom is small, meaning you only have a shower and no tub. Same here. No ritual baths or bathbombs for us! However you can take a ritual shower, get some shower scrub with natural oils, and flowers/herbs for relaxation and meditation. Meditate as if you were under a waterfall!

·Tealights and votives don’t last as long, but in small spaces they’re your friends! Plus since they burn quickly you won’t have to store a bunch of leftover stuff, keeping your smaller space more tidy.

anonymous asked:

i know you ship remadora but i was wondering what your thoughts were on the hospital scene from HBP?

(( OOC: Ah, yes. That scene. I know a lot of people find the hospital scene at the end of The Half-Blood Prince an uncomfortable interaction between Remus and Tonks, and I don’t disagree with you. However, I personally think that we are given such a lack of context surrounding that scene that it would be unfair to interpret it as a stand-alone interaction, especially given the fact it’s viewed completely through Harry’s narrative.

I’ve actually been doing some research recently on the timeline surrounding these events, and especially the period between the final two books perhaps you’ll find out why soon. Dumbledore’s death and the Battle of the Seven Potters took place roughly a month apart, at the end of June and the end of July 1997. During this time several things happened: the Order moved their base to The Burrow, there was another mass break-out of death eaters from Azkaban, and guess what else? Remus and Tonks got married.

Now a lot of people assume Remus and Tonks’ relationship didn’t officially start until after the hospital scene, when they were seen holding hands at Dumbledore’s funeral. But I think it’s massively unlikely that Remus and Tonks decided to become an official couple and then immediately get married… all within the space of a month?

A much more likely theory is that they had been in an established relationship for way longer than that, probably since the beginning of the Half-Blood Prince. We know Remus is an angsty little shit who refuses to believe that he’s good enough for anyone, let alone Tonks. She even says, “I’ve told you a million times…” so Remus and Tonks have been very aware of each others feelings for a while.

We also know Remus panicked and left Tonks after he found out she was pregnant - therefore it’s not entirely unlikely he may have done the same thing once before, because of an equally daunting situation. I think it’s likely that Remus realised he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Tonks, completely freaked himself out, and left.

And listen - if your boyfriend went from madly in love with you to completely ignoring you… you’d bloody well confront him about it in a crowded hospital ward too. If Remus had been refusing to talk to Tonks for a couple of weeks, and that hospital scene was the first time he had been forced in a room with her, then no wonder she reacted how she did. And let’s be honest, at this point Remus definitely needed a few people telling him what an idiot he was being.

So, Remus chills out, let’s himself love the woman he wants without punishing himself, and marries Tonks like he wanted to all along. And they all lived happily ever after the end.

Of course, these are just my personal head canons - and if you disagree, cool. Ship who you wanna, they’re just fictional characters after all. But I think this theory works with what little canon information we have, and maybe explains some of the reasoning a little bit more. ))

Heaven In Hiding

Summary: Nat decides that you’ve been single long enough and decides to set you up with the one and only Bucky Barnes. But what she doesn’t know, will make for an interesting turn of events

Pairing: Bucky x Reader (College-ish AU)

Word Count: 2223 words

Warnings: All fluff! Enjoy!!

Originally posted by fandomnationwhore

You hear her speak before you actually see her.

“Hey Y/N, you should try online dating.”

You shriek in shock, whipping your head around to see Natasha, millimetres away from your face. She laughs, grinning as she takes a step back.

“Nat, you damn near scared me to death! What the fuck is wrong with you?!” You scold, crossing your arms tightly.

“C’mon, we’ve been trying to get you a date for a year now, the least you can do is try finding somebody by yourself.” She tells you, pulling her curly red hair into a ponytail

You snort, rolling your eyes. “What if I don’t want a boyfriend? Plus, my Tinder bio would be absolute shit.”

“Please?” She whines, dragging the word out as she grabs your shoulders and shakes them back and forth, “just give it one shot-“



“I said no, Nat, now go away and scare, I dunno, Wanda,” You sigh, turning away as you plop yourself down on the couch.

“Fucking spoilsport.” She grumbles, furrowing her brows in deep concentration. She seems to be muttering something along the lines of, ‘who do we know is single, who do we know is single.’

Suddenly, she looks up and flashes a brilliant smile at you, which makes you really damn worried.

“Ya know what? I’m gonna try set you up with Pietro.” She claps her hands gleefully, and you groan in annoyance, shaking your head.

“No way am I dating Pietro!” You protest loudly, flicking through tv channels.  

“Yeah, my best friend cannot date my brother!” A faint cry comes from the other room, and you look pointedly to Nat. She huffs, sitting down next to you and stealing your blanket.

“Fine, I’ll choose somebody else.” She considers, and you should’ve known that she wouldn’t have given up so easily.

After a moment, she blurts out, “Oh my god, I know, I’m setting you up with Bucky.”

“Alright, you do that… wait… did you just say Bucky?!”

Keep reading

BTS Reaction to Him Shouting at You

GENRE: angst n fluff

WARNINGS: yelling


A/N: i wrote this last minute, even though i have another reaction saved just in case! i hope you guys enjoy!




Once Jin arrived home from a frustrating studio day full of being unable to correctly get a dance move down, his smile didn’t return like it typically did at the sight of you. You carried your usual grin, expecting to see your chipper boyfriend. Once he walked through the front door, you knew something was bothering him. Standing up to greet Jin, he turned to you and let out all of the emotions he held in during practice. He exploded in the moment, and it left you speechless, having never seen Jin so upset.

“I don’t want to talk to you! I want to go sleep; can’t you see that?! Will you just leave me alone!”

A few hours after the words escaped his lips, you were asleep on the couch with tear-stained cheeks. He hobbled out of your shared room wrapped in a blanket, sniffling as he regretted every word he had said. Once he saw you lying uncomfortably on your sofa, he sat down on the floor next to you and gently shook your arm. There he explained that he didn’t mean to be so harsh, and that he would make it up to you.

“I’m sorry jagiya; I went too far and you didn’t deserve that. Will you forgive me?”


Yoongi would have spent thirteen hours staring at his computer screen, headphones on, and completely blocking the world out. You would have spent the entire day with some close friends, which happened to be of the opposite gender. Yoongi wouldn’t have known, even if you did tell him; he was too busy working. You would have been more considerate of his feelings, if he hadn’t ignored you the past few days. You understood that he worked hard and you loved him for that, but he wouldn’t even say thank you whenever you handed him food.

“Where have you been?! I was worried sick; you wouldn’t answer your phone! You could have told me where you had gone, or at least inform me that you were running around with Y/F/N!”

Once you explained that you had told him, and that he just wasn’t listening, his face fell. He realized that he hadn’t been paying you any attention, and that today was your only day off work until next week. He remembered you had said a few days ago that you had wanted to spend it with him, and he felt his stomach twisting from the feeling of guilt. You closed your mouth, not having anything else to say; you knew he had realized what he needed to know.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry. I didn’t think that the days were passing by as swiftly as they are.”


— It had been a long day for the both of you. First, you had been told by your boss that your paycheck included less than usual, and Hoseok had realized a few songs he had thought he saved on the computer, didn’t. Secondly, your boss insulted you for messing up on a few graphs, and Hoseok was yelled at by Yoongi for being so clumsy. The third thing that had occurred was just affecting you: Hoseok had abruptly cancelled your dinner plans, with no explanation, when you were already done preparing. Overall, you and Hobi’s days were both an utter disaster.

“Y/N! Can’t you see that I can’t spend every living second with you?! Why can’t you just stop being so clingy!”

Hoseok didn’t mean the words he expressed, and he didn’t know how they would impact you. After everything that had happened, you found yourself silently sobbing in your shared room. Hobi was in the kitchen, trying to find something to eat although there was nothing, and that was the exact reason why you had a date planned. It didn’t take him long for the guilt to settle in, and soon your hiccuped sobs couldn’t be contained in the four walls. He felt his heart ache.

“Y/N, baby, I didn’t mean that. You know I’ve been stressed all day, and I know you have too. I’m sorry that I took my anger out on you.”


Due to you both having busy schedules, nights declared for being movie dates were special. You had only been able to see Namjoon late at night, being that one of you was always staying late to work. Sitting at your cluttered desk at work, you felt overwhelmed, and the one thing that could take your stress away was a movie night with Joon. Glancing at the clock on your computer, you realized it was time to head home. Meanwhile, Namjoon was sitting on the couch in your house, sleeping soundly. Once you startled him as you walked through the door, his cranky self was revealed.

“Baby! Can’t you walk in a little quieter?! I was sleeping and you know how hard that is to come by!”

You couldn’t help but smile at his messy hair and tired expression, although you could see how frustrated he was. Once he saw a grin forming on your face, his expression softened. You were the only person who could change his mood in seconds, and it was one of those moments. Namjoon chuckled lightly, realizing how messy his hair was, and how stupid he was acting.

“Sorry about that; will my cuddles make it up to you?”


You would be ecstatic to see Jimin after having had a great day at school. You passed you exams with the highest grades in your class, and your plans with friends had been cancelled. You wanted to tell Jimin everything, loving how he listened to every word that ever left your lips. It was what had made you fall for him in the beginning of your relationship, and still it was something you admired. You had prepared dinner for the two of you, believing he would be extremely grateful. Your mood would change drastically once the front door slammed closed.

“I’m going to shower; I can’t get the choreography right, and I don’t want to watch you in awe as you get it in seconds!”

You let out a sigh as you grabbed a serving of the dinner you had prepared for you and Jimin. Sitting down at the table, the running water created by the shower filled your ears. You didn’t want to bother Jimin, being that he clearly did not want to see you. You felt bad for the way he exclaimed about how he was unable to get a choreography, but you knew he wouldn’t stay mad and frustrated forever. Meanwhile, Jimin was lying his forehead against the shower wall, wondering if you disliked if for barging in and yelling at you about his problems.

“Baby? You don’t hate me, do you?”


Tae would have been in one of his many mood swings, and Jimin would have texted you already, warning you about his attitude. You wouldn’t think too much about it, until Taehyung walked into the dorms where you stood with Jin preparing dinner for everyone. He had his arms crossed over his chest like a child, not even uncrossing them as he slid off his shoes. You glanced towards Jin, who was trying to back his laughter. Taehyung saw the two of you, and he immediately appeared as if he had smoke flying from his ears.

“Can you not hog my girlfriend/boyfriend, hyung! Y/N, can you not spend more time with me instead of Jin?! I would prefer you to see me – your boyfriend – instead of my best friend!”

Tae stormed into his room, and the rest of the boys walked over and sat down. They all appeared more exhausted than usual, and you knew that the cause was Taehyung. You didn’t take Tae’s words with a grain of salt, knowing that his mood swing would pass and he soon would realize that you did ask him if he wanted to spend the day together. Yoongi laid his head on the counter as he groaned, and you heard Tae’s bedroom door opening already.

“Y/N! I’m sorry; I just remembered you asked me about today and if I wanted to spend it with you. You then told me you were going to hang out with Jin and cook a few things for the boys and I. I’m sorry, baby.”


You had just woken up, and you were already wishing that Jungkook was there to help you stay warm in the cold atmosphere. You knew he was in the living room, hearing the loud noises being produced by one of his many video games. He couldn’t sleep last night, and instead of lying with you, he got up and went to go play. You didn’t mind, being that you were very tired and delirious. You did, however, mind that he was still playing games early in the morning. Once you opened the door to your room and expressed that to him, he turned to you with fury in his eyes.

“I’m sorry that you’re so clingy and you constantly need me by you! I couldn’t sleep, and I can’t help that! I’m still not tired, and I’ll sleep once I feel like I need to! You don’t have to constantly worry about me!”

You then retreated back into your room, continuing to get ready for your day of classes. Jungkook was only angry from the competition in the game, and you knew that. You tried to not think about his words too much, but still they bothered you. Jungkook, in the other room, had just won the round for the first time since he had began playing. He turned to the door, expecting to see you there to congratulate him, but instead he saw that it was closed. A frown formed on his face as he rushed into your room.

“I’m sorry jagi; I was frustrated. I didn’t mean to say what I did. I love you, and I love everything you do!”