samuel-waters

anonymous asked:

Samuel managed to forget his first love in favor of the ocean and when the ocean himself flops into his boat one night it’s as if they’ve already known each other for years. (just saying the Outsider def has a crush on Samuel, insofar as he has crushes at all)

Samuel remembers the day he purchased his little boat. He spent nearly all of his savings, but the immediate rush of cutting through the Wrenhaven River is worth it. Samuel is a man of simple pleasures. Things such as the sight of the reeds pushing out of the mud to the red rise of the sun moves him. Things such as writing letters or the matter of words he finds incomprehensible. He understands the currents of the water and the heart of whatever ship is underneath his feet, but he could never quite figure out the heart of another. Samuel banishes the thought the minute it comes to inception, urging his little boat fast down the river.

It’s near the Month of Songs does he start to spy the strange things moving through the water. He sees faces, blanched by cold and death, eyes closed in a, hopefully, permanent state of rest. There are even times where the river will sing, an awful gurgle and wail of sound that causes the waters to froth. The other boatmen laugh and say it’s nothing but the strange marine life in the Wrenhaven, but Samuel doubts it. It’s only when white fingers grip at the side of his boat and heaves a body out of the dark depths of the water does he discover his doubts were well-placed. He hates himself for it, a shout leaving his mouth as he scrambles for something to stop the intruder. He grabs a waterlogged book wedged near the seat and tosses it, earning a disgruntled sound as the intruder continues to heave itself over. Samuel will find out later that he tossed his copy of The Seven Strictures and Prayers for the Common Man, something that will serve to give both him and the intruder a chuckle over. 

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This Could Be Us | Nate Maloley

Requested by @swazzsbabygirl 

Song : This Could Be Us by Rae Sremmurd


I was sitting on the couch, watching TV, when I heard the doorbell ring. My dog started to bark next to me and I quickly got up to answer the door so he’d shut up. “What are you doing here?” I asked with my eyebrow arched as I looked at Nate and Sam standing on my porch.

“We are here to visit a friend,” Nate smiled lightly and walked inside of my house, Sam following behind him.

I let out a sigh and closed the door behind them. I honestly don’t want to see Nate right now because he’s been trying to get with me for the past couple of weeks and I’m not in the mood for that conversation again.

It’s not that I don’t like Nate, because who wouldnt? It’s just that I’m scared that he’s just going to play me and I’ll end up hurt. I’ve known Nate for about four years and I know how he is.

He just loves to play with girls and he’s not into the whole relationship thing and I don’t want to fall in love with him then him just break my heart. He’s a really nice guy but I don’t know if I could ever trust him with my heart.

All of this started about three weeks ago when Nate confessed that he liked me. I want to believe that he’s being genuine but how can I when he was hanging out with some girl the other day?

He told me that he doesn’t want to be with anyone but me, yet he’s out there messing with other bitches? Actions speak louder than words.

Nate and Sam made themselves comfortable on my couch while I sat on the love seat with Coco, my dog. “What are you watching?” Sam asked as he propped his feet up on my coffee table. 

“I don’t know,” I shrugged. “I think this is The Fault in Our Stars but I’m not really sure because I haven’t been paying attention.”

He slowly nodded and both of them were really studying the movie that was playing on my TV. It was the scene where Augustus and Hazel were having a picnic at the park. 

“Aw, this could be us but you playing,” Nate stated when Augustus kissed Hazel. 

I let out a little sigh and just chose to ignore his little statement. “Okay, new movie!” I stated and grabbed the remote, changing the channel to MTV. Thankfully, Ridiculousness was on and not something about love.

Nate pulled out his phone while Sam stood up from the couch. “Hey, (Y/N), can I get some water?” he asked.

“Yeah, of course,” I nodded. “You don’t have to ask, Samuel. There’s some cold water bottles in the fridge or there’s room temperature ones in the pantry. Do you want me to get it for you?”

“Nah, I got it,” he shook his head and made his way to the kitchen. Great, now I’m going to be stuck with Nate for a little bit while Sam is getting some water.

I was watching the TV when Nate spoke up. “Damn, this could also be us but you playing,” he sighed and showed me his phone screen. It was a video of Kylie and Tyga on Snapchat, kissing. “We’d be cute, shit.”

“Nate, stop.”

He put his phone down. “Stop what? Stop trying to get with you? Yeah, that’s not going to happen sweetheart. I’m not going to stop until you give me a valid reason as to why you won’t be with me.”

“I don’t want to get with you because I don’t want to be played!” I exclaimed. “I know you and I know how you are, Nate. I don’t want to fall in love with you and then have my heart broken to shreds. No thanks.”

He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. “Why would you even think that I’d do that to you, (Y/N)?”

“Why wouldn’t I?” I questioned. “A few weeks ago you were telling me that I was the only one you wanted to be with and that I was the one for you, yet a few days after that, you were sleeping with some other chick. I don’t want to be your toy, Nate.”

He sighed. “You know that I wouldn’t do that to you, (Y/N). Okay, yes, I do play a lot of girls but you’re different than them. They’re not my bestfriend, I don’t care about them. I’m not in love with them.”

“What?”

“I’m not in love with them because I am in love with you,” he shrugged. “I don’t care about them because I care about you, and only you. I don’t want to be with them because I want to be with you. It’s always been that way, how can you not see that?”

I ran a hand through my hair. “You’re not the relationship type of guy, Nate. You’ve told me that straight up to my face so many times. I want to believe that you’re serious but how can I if you’re showing me differently than what you say?”

“I’m not a big fan of relationships but trust me, I would make an exception for you,” he stated. “I might not have any experience with relationships or whatever but I know that I am in love with you. There’s just something about you, you’re not like the others and I can’t help but be in love with you.”

I bit my lip and looked over to where he was sitting and he looked pretty serious. “I understand that you think I’d play you but let me tell you,” he continued, “I would never ever hurt you in any way. I promise you that. I don’t know shit about romance and all of that but I want you to be my girl.”

I got up from my spot on the love seat and made my way to where Nate was sitting on the couch. I sat down next to him and sighed. “I am willing you to give you a chance because I feel like you’re not playing around,” I stated. “Just, please, don’t break my heart Nathan.”

He smiled widely and pulled me in for a hug. “I would never,” he stated and attached his lips to mine. 

“Sorry I took so long, I couldn’t find the wate-” I pulled away from Nate and saw Sam standing there with his eyes wide. “I was gone for like five minutes, what did I miss?”

Nate chuckled. “Lets just say you’ll be a third wheel for a long time.”

Reported Sightings

In August 2009, after dozens of people reported seeing a mermaid leaping out of the water and doing aerial tricks, the Israeli coastal town of Kiryat Yam offered a $1 million award for proof of its existence. In February 2012, work on two reservoirs near Gokwe and Mutare in Zimbabwe stopped when workers refused to continue, stating that mermaids had hounded them away from the sites. It was reported by Samuel Sipepa Nkomo, the water resources minister.

mellowhygh  asked:

Hi! I work at a used bookstore and your "black lives matter" shelf inspired me to try to put together one at my store. Can you recommend some authors I should keep an eye out for while putting together this selection?

Here’s a BuzzFeed list we made that has a lot of great options: http://powells.us/1A6TmuO. And here’s a list of what we have on our display!

·         Beloved, Toni Morrison (9780452261365)

·         Brown Girl Dreaming, Jacqueline Woodson (9780399252518)

·         The Color Purple, Alice Walker (9780156028356)

·         Citizen, Claudia Rankine (9781555976903) 

·         Monster, Walter Dean Myers (9780064407311)

·         The New Jim Crow, Michelle Alexander (9781595586438)

·         Open City, Teju Cole (9780812980097)

·         The Residue Years, Mitchell Jackson (9781620400296)

·         Roll of Thunder, Hear My Cry, Mildred D. Taylor (9780140384512)

·         White Girls, Hilton Als (9781940450254)

·         Fire Shut Up In My Bones, Charles M. Blow (9780544228047)

·         Burning Down The House, Nell Bernstein (9781595589569)

·         Black Boy, Richard Wright (9780060929787)

·         Notes of a Native Son, James Baldwin (9780807064313)

·         One Crazy Summer, Rita Williams-Garcia (9780060760908)

·         Kindred, Octavia Butler (9780807083697)

·         I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings, Maya Angelou (9780345514400)

·         A Raisin in the Sun, Lorraine Hansberry (9780679755333)

·         Prelude to Bruise, Saeed Jones (9781566893749)

·         Cane, Jean Toomer (9780871401519)

·         Motion of Light in Water, Samuel Delaney (9780816645244)

·         The Warmth of Other Suns, Isabel Wilkerson (9780679763888)

·         The Color of Water, James McBride (9781594481925)

·         Known World, Edward P. Jones (9780060557553)

·         Breath, Eyes, Memory, Edwidge Danticat (9780375705045)

·         Their Eyes Were Watching God, Zora Neale Hurston (9780060931414)

·         12 Years a Slave, Solomon Northrup (1110000139449-EBM)

·         Push, Sapphire (9780679766759)

·         John Henry Days, Colson Whitehead (9780385498203)

·         The Girl Who Fell From the Sky, Heidi W. Durrow (9781616200152)

·         Drinking Coffee Elsewhere, Z.Z. Packer (9781573223782)

·         Hip Hop Family Tree, Ed Piskor (9781606996904)

·         I, Too, Am America, Langston Hughes (9781442420083)

·         Your Face in Mine, Jess Row (9781594488344)

·         Invisible Man, Ralph Ellison (9780679732761)

·         The Other Wes Moore, Wes Moore (9780385528207)

·         Americanah, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie (9780307455925)

·         Race Matters, Cornel West (9780679749868)

·         Slavery by Another Name, Douglas A. Blackmon (9780385722704)

·         A Lesson Before Dying, Ernest J. Gaines  (9780375702709)

Dark Water’ is Samuel Anderson’s finest performance in the show so far, but to explain why would also mean explaining why this is Jenna Coleman’s finest performance in the show so far, which would be too spoilerific by half. Both actors take their characters to new and deeply unhappy places – particularly Coleman, whose Clara is so grimly determined to get what she wants she’s prepared to blackmail the Doctor, threatening to take away the thing he holds most dear.
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Cultbox’s review of Dark Water.

Oh Clara, my Clara. Where did it all go wrong? Blackmailing the Doctor? I assume he’ll be looking for a new companion sometime soon…

This Isn't What I Signed Up For

Author: @riversong-sam
Warnings:  fluff, angst (later part because this is so big it’ll be in two instalments)

Word count: 830
Parings: Cas x Reader, Winchesters x Reader (friendship)
A/N: 2nd Cas x Reader fic let me know what you think
Tagging:

@impalaimagining
@supernatural-jackles
@gabriels-trix
@crowleysplaythings
@sandlee44
@clairese1980
@imagining-supernatural
@crowley-you-sinnamon-roll
@daughterofthebrowncoats
 @letsthedogpackandthecats
@i-dont-understand-whats-going-on 
@etude-bolide
@trashforwinchesters
@leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid
@jensen-jarpad
@tryingtoimagine-spn
@spontaneousam
@gemini75eeyore

@just-a-touch-of-crowley

When the Winchesters called asking for your help, you all but jumped in your car to get to them. They greeted you with open arms when you arrived at the bunker.
“You ready to live with us yet (Y/N)? It’d make it easier to get your help when you’re already here.” Dean smirks asking again for about the thousandth time for you to live with them.
“We’ll see Winchester. We’ll see.” Is all you reply.
The three of you got straight to work on the research, and hours later you finally had something.
“You boys are in for trouble. It’s Deans favorite monster.” The sarcasm rolling off your tongue almost so perfect they could have thought you were serious.
“Great I hate witches.” He grumbles as you laugh.
“Have fun I’ll stay here and hold down the fort.”
“Yea ok ”
They grab their gear and leave with Cas. Deciding they could use a home cooked meal you head to the kitchen and make spaghetti. The hunt shouldn’t take long they’d already done most of the hard work, and with Cas there it should have been a piece of cake. You should have known better, of course things don’t go as planned for the Winchester brothers. About four hours later you hear the bunker door open. Coming out from the kitchen you see Dean careful make his way down the stairs. Giggling at the sight before you, you bend down to meet Deans eyes.
“How old are you Dean? I’d say you’re six.”
“Shut-up (Y/N). I hate witches.”
You laugh “Go wash up for dinner young man. ”
He grumbles and walks off, you look up to the entry way where Cas holds a two year old Sam. Walking over you take him from Cas, cradling him on your hip.
“What happened Cas?” “The witch turned them into children. She’s been dealt with.”
“How long does this spell last or do we need to look for a cure?”
“Forty- eight hours at the latest.”
Sighing you nod, “in that case we’ll need a few things.”
Making a list for Cas to swing by your place and mojo everything back to the bunker, you give it to him and he disappears.
“Come on Sammy you and I are going to get you cleaned up for dinner” Carrying him to the kitchen, you plug and fill the sink with warm water. Stripping Sam of his clothes you put him in the sink and wash him. As you finish washing Sam, Cas comes in.
“What are you doing?”
Glancing over you smile, “Hey Cas I’m just washing Sam. Please go check on our other boy make sure he’s ok.” Nodding he goes “bring me back a towel for Sammy to please. ” you shout after him. Giggling, Sam makes a mess as he splashes water.
“Samuel Winchester!” you exclaim as he gets you wet. “Ok bath time is over little man.”
Lifting him from the sink, you take the towel Cas produced and wrap him in it. You take him to the library and start going through the boxes Cas brought. Grabbing a diaper, you dry Sam off and put him in it.
“No use putting clothes on you until after dinner huh cutie? You’ll just get dirty again won’t you?” you coo to him smiling. Holding him on your hip, you set up the play pin and set him in it with some toddler toys.
“Dean!” Cas shouts and you look up to see a very naked six year old running from Cas.
Grabbing the towel, you catch Dean and wrap him in it picking him up.
“Dean you shouldn’t run around naked.” You scold “Now let’s get you dressed and then we can eat dinner. I made spaghetti and garlic bread.”
Grinning at the mention of food Dean complies. You get him some clothes and send him to his room to get dressed. Looking up you see Cas leaning in the doorframe.
“You’re very good with them.”
Blushing you look down, “Yea I’ve had practice.”
Sam starts to cry before he can question you about what you meant. Picking him up you hush him.
“You hungry baby boy?”
He nods and you smile, “Ok let’s go eat.”
You grab the high-chair and take it with you to the kitchen. Setting it up, you strap him in.
“Dean! Come on buddy dinners ready.” You shout as you get Sam a plate of food and cut it into tiny pieces for him to eat.

Dean runs in and you set him on a chair at the table. You get him a plate of food and a drink of juice.  
“Thanks (Y/N).”
“No problem Dean, now eat.” The boy doesn’t have to be told twice as he digs in.
“Cas watch them a minute so I can unbury a sippy-cup for Sammy.” Nodding he watches you walk away. Returning a few minutes later sippy cup in hand, you wash it and get Sam juice.