she really does like me i swear

steve & his gf’s wisdom teeth removal - headcanons

this dope ass idea was requested by @greasers-with-glitter - thank u & i hope u like them!! anything for ma boy steve.

  • for the first 5 minutes after surgery, you’re so quiet, like you’re not even talking 
    • “WHAT DID U DO TO HER”
    • “IS SHE OK”
    • “WHA T  HAPPEN D
  • and then u fucking lose it ???
    • u star screAMING AND YELLING AND LAUGHING AND DROOLING
    • AND STEVE GETS SO TENSE LIKE 
    • “WHAT DID U DO TO HER I SWEAR TO GOD ILL SHOVE MY FOOT SO FAR UP UR ASS IF U DONT TEL-“
    • “steve, she’s on laughing gas. it might last for a while.”
    • and then u can see the tension leave his face while a lil mischevious smirk sets in and he’s just like
    • “oh.”
    • ;)
  • he totally just wants to mess around w u now
    • “WHAT. IS. MY. NAME.”
    • “stheebe”
    • and he’s being an ASS SO HE CAN HEAR U FUCK HIS NAME UP AGAIN
    • “wAIT WHAT DID U SAY I COULDNT HEAR”
  • HE FINDS IT SO FUNNY SOMEONE HELP HIM
    • but after a while it gets annoying lmao
    • like in the car on the ride back home, he’ll be driving and you’ll be like
    • “STHEEBE, STHEEBE, LOOK STHEEBE”
    • & you’ll have him glance ur way while he drIVES & stick the middle finger all up in his face
    • “Y/N IM TRYING TO DRIVE”
    • and you tRY AND TAKE HOLD OF THE WHEEL & STEVE WILL TRY AND PRY UR FINGERS OFF OF IT
    • “Y/N WHAT R U DOIN UR GOING TO KILL US”
  • u stick ur head out the window while he’s driving and he is conceRned
    • u open ur mouth while ur out the window (??) and one of the gauze things flY OUT
    • “STHEEBE! MY TONGU E”
    • “IT FELL OUT”
    • “GET UR HEAD BACK INSIDE THE CAR, Y/N, YOURE NOT IN THE RIGHT STATE OF MIND RN”
    • “NO, WE’RE STILL IN OKLAHOMA”
  • but when u get ur head back inside, u yawn cause now you’re tired for some reason ???
    • AND THE OTHER GAUZE FALLS OUT UR MOUTH
    • “AH”
    • “MY OTHER TONGUE STHEEBE HELP”
  • you’re sporadically falling asleep
    • like even in the middle of you talking
    • “WHEN YOU CANT SNEETHE”
    • “DOES THAT MEAN THE SNEETHE CRAWLED BACK UP YOUR NOTHE”
    • “OR THAT IT WAS TOO SCARED TO CRAWL OU-”
    • aaaand ur sleeping
  • steve brings u to the Curtis house bc he cant do this by himself
    • “IDK HOW SHES GONNA B LIKE THIS FOR MUCH LONGER I NEED HE LP”
    • ^^ *voice crack*
  • except the gang really isnt of much help cause they all wanna do is mess with u
    • “Y/N THE FUZZ IS CHASING aFTER U” (dally)
    • “dallY NO” (steve)
    • “i swEAR IM INNOCENT” (u)
    • “BUT THE BLOOD” (dally)
    • “STHEEBE WHO DID I KILL OH MY GOD MY PARENTS ARE GONNA KILL ME” (u)
    • cue the waterworks!!
  • soda & two are trying way too hard not to laugh
    • but two is deadass walking off into the kitchen cackling LIKE A FUCKING WITCH
    • SODA’S PRACTICALLY CRYING BC ITS SO FUNNY
    • DAL HAS A FEW CHUCKLES
    • DARRY'S THE ONE TO GRAB TWO BY THE SHOULDERS AND TAKE HIM INTO THE KITCHEN BC NEITHER OF THEM CAN STOP LAUGHING
  • johnny, pony and steve are the only ones concerned for u, like they’re trying to help u stop crying
    • johnny and pony got u tissues and steve got u ice cream but u start crying more
    • “why cant you eat the ice cream????” (my man is stressed rn)
    • “i loST MY TONGUES U KNOW THIS STEVE”
  • steve is so spent lmfao he needs a nap
My Girlfriend's An Idiot

Request: I was wondering if you could do a Jasper imagine, from twilight, where he and the reader are fighting because she’s human and he doesn’t want her to get hurt, but she does the thing regardless and someone accidentally hurts her and Jasper’s alter ego comes out and almost attacks the person so reader has to calm him down and it’s just really cute and fluffy… Sorry this is long.

Warnings: swearing, fluff

Originally posted by sweetlambs

“You know, for someone who’s seen me naked, I’m a little uncomfortable at how much you try to act like you’re my father.” You snapped, walking through your house, gathering the stuff you’d need for your day trip.  

“Y/N, you know I’d never try to control you. I’m just … worried about having you over there. Where I can’t reach you.” Jasper followed behind you. 

You sighed. Jessica had invited you to La Push for the day, and Jasper had basically asserted that you were not going to go. He was bothered by the fact that he couldn’t go with you and protect you. And probably slightly bothered by the fact that you’d be hanging out with boys from school. Mostly, though, he worried about the Quileute pack making an appearance.

“Bella’s going too, you and Edward can suffer together.” You said, throwing sun screen and a towel into your tote bag. You felt yourself calming down, and turned around. “Can you please not do that?”  

Jasper’s lips twitched. “It’s a habit.” 

“Well quit it. I’m angry at you. Take it like a man.” You said, a hint of humor in your voice as you turned around, making your way to the bathroom and shutting the door behind you so that you could change into a bathing suit. He was still standing there when you came out. 

“They’re animals.” Jasper said. “And even worse, they’re teenage boys.” 

You heard the dryness in his voice but you could see the worry in his expression. He truly didn’t want you to go. 

“Mostly, though, they’re just teenage boys. And I can handle those.” You said, grabbing his hands. “Jess and Angela and Bella are gonna be there too, okay? And Mike and Eric.” 

Jasper rolled his eyes. “Mike and Eric couldn’t protect you from a pack of guinea pigs.”  You snorted, but softened when he wrapped his arms around you from behind. “They’ll be able to smell me on you. If you got hurt, I don’t know what I would do.” 

You turned to face him, wrapping your arms around his neck and pressing your lips to his. “I’ll be careful.” You said, putting one hand on his cheek, fingers brushing over his sharp jawline. “I’ll text you. I’ll stay with people I know. But I’m going.” 

He sighed, his hands rubbing absently over your hips. “I suppose I can’t stop you.” He smirked. “I mean, I could.” 

“But you won’t.” You said smugly, turning to pack the rest of your things. 

“Because my girlfriend carries a surprising amount of wrath in her fragile, mortal body?” He asked, hands still on your hips. 

“Yes.” You say, shouldering you bag. “And because you love her and would never dream of restricting her freedom for your own selfish reasons.”  

“I’m so glad we’re on the same page.” He said sarcastically, leaning in to kiss your lips, and then your jaw, and down your throat, before he stiffened and Jessica’s car honked from the street. 

“Guess that’s my ride.” You said. 

He nodded, no longer trying to conceal the worry in his eyes. “I’ll text you.” You said, and he nodded again, stiffly. “And I love you.” You said softly, with a smile. 

He was unable to stop the smile that answered yours, “Yeah, yeah. Sure you do.” He said softly, which was his way of saying it back. 

You kissed him again when he walked you to the door before you jumped into the backseat of Jessica’s convertible, where Bella was already seated with Angela in the front. Jessica cranked up the music on the radio before the four of you sped off to meet up with Mike and Eric and head to La Push. 

You spent the first couple of hours tossing around in the waves. You wrestled Mike to the ground for slapping you with a piece of sea weed until he finally gave up fighting you and apologized. You crawled onto the beach exhausted with the girls and sat in the sand, under the cool grey sky. Though you could tell Jasper was desperately trying not to check in too much, you made sure he knew you were okay every hour or two. 

The boys suggested, once it became too cold to swim, that they all take a hike up to the cliffs. Everyone was fairly rested up after swimming and agreed, so you all shrugged your clothes back on and set off up the narrow mountain trail that led to the cliffs above La Push beach. 

“And people jump off of these for fun?” Jessica asked skeptically, trying to stare over the cliffs but not daring to come within five feet of the edge. 

“That make you nervous?” Mike made like he was going to push her and earned a shriek and a smart punch in the arm in return.  

“Any of you ever jumped before?” All of them turned to see a group of three boys emerging onto the cliff, clad in normal clothes but clearly very muscular, and all with dark hair cropped short and dark eyes. You’d never seen the wolves in person but you knew that these had to be some of them, ripped with muscle though the oldest one couldn’t have been more than twenty.  

“No way, man.” Eric said. “I’m Eric. This is Mike, that’s Jessica, Y/N, Bella, and Angela.” 

“Sam.” 

“Jared.” 

“Paul.” Each of the boys introduced themselves. You noticed them glancing at you, and you realized Jasper must have been right. They could smell him on you. They all shared a glance and you tried your best not to notice, staring at your phone. 

They’re here. You texted Jasper. 

His reply was almost immediate: I will come get you. 

Do not cross that treaty line. You sent back. Under any circumstances.

You ground your teeth, looking up briefly. 

“Y/N, we’re headed back down to start a campfire. You coming?” Angela asked, frowning briefly your troubled expression and glancing at your phone. 

“I’ll be down in a minute.”  You said, and they left you alone. You looked back down at your phone.  

Who’s being selfish now? Jasper asked.

For keeping you from starting a war? You challenged. 

For risking your life because you’re too stubborn to admit you might be in danger.  He shot back.  

You shook your head, eyes completely focused on your phone when suddenly the ground fell out from under you and you screamed. 

The edge of the cliff. You’d wandered too close to the edge of the cliff. You were falling, eyes closed, and then, with a painful jerk of your arm, you weren’t anymore. Someone had caught you. The one named Sam had grabbed your wrist. 

“Grab the ledge.” He said, voice straining with the effort of holding your dead weight. You did and slowly, he hauled you back onto the rocky outcropping. You collapsed on your back on the hard ground, breathing heavily, your arm draped over your eyes. 

“Nice … catch.” You said between breaths, still reeling, adrenaline coursing like acid through your veins. 

“No problem.” Sam said, sitting beside you. His chest still heaved but he was catching his breath a lot easier than you were. “For future reference though, maybe don’t text on the edge of a cliff.” 

You let out a laugh, loud with relief as it dawned on you that you very well could have been killed just now and somehow remained relatively unscathed. “I’ll try to keep that in mind.” You said, bringing your phone up to look at it before you realized it was not in your hand. 

“Oh no.” You said, rolling onto your stomach and leaning up to look over the cliff before slapping your hand over your face. “Shit, shit, shit!”  

You jumped to your feet and found yourself dizzy. Sam steadied you. 

“Take it easy, what’s wrong?” He asked. 

“My phone!” You pointed to the cliff. “I was talking to-” You cut yourself off, realizing who you were talking to now, and just shook your head. “Um … I need to get ahold of someone. Do you have a cell phone?”  

He shook his head, “Sorry. I’m sure one of your friends does, though. We can walk down and …” His voice trailed off as you thought. Jasper was panicking. You just knew it. If you told him the wolves were here and then didn’t text him back … the longer you waited increased the likelihood that he was on his way here. It left you with one option. 

You turned to face Sam. “I need you to drive me to the treaty line.”  

Sam didn’t seem all that surprised that you knew what that was, but crossed his arms and looked you over. “Why?” 

“You know who my boyfriend is, I know you can smell it on me.” You said. He tilted his head up and watched you. “I was texting him about you being here. If he knows I was with you and then I don’t text back, he’ll try to come get me.”  

Sam’s eyebrows shot up. “And start a war?” 

“If he thinks I’m in danger.” You said. “You’re the leader, right? Sam Uley?” He watched you, but didn’t say anything. “This doesn’t have to end in a fight. Not if you can get me there in time.” 

Sam seemed to look over you, trying to decide if you were telling the truth, before he shook his head. “Get on.” 

He took off his shirt and doubled over and before you knew it a black wolf the size of a grizzly bear was standing in front of you. Get on, he’d said.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me.” You mumbled, before struggling onto his back. He let out a small growl which you guessed was wolf for ‘hold on’ and then took off at a run.

You’d been running with Jasper before, and were quite surprised to find that the wolf was just as fast, if not faster. Trees flew by you in a blur of darkness now that the sun had set and before you knew it, you’d reached the treaty line. You rolled off his back and doubled over, hands on knees, stomach churning. Though he was just as fast, Sam was not nearly as graceful. He looked at you warily before something in the woods caught his attention and he crouched into a more defensive position.

“Jasper?” You called out, knowing that’s the only one it could be, but Sam’s head was darting around, his lips curling back over huge canine teeth. There was more than one. “Emmett? Alice? Ed?” You guessed. “I’m fine, no one’s trying to hurt me.”

You glanced at the ground for something, perhaps, that marked where the actual treaty line was, but there was nothing, so you just glanced back at Sam and moved about ten feet forward, hoping that would put you in Cullen territory.

Emmet and Edward appeared just ten feet away, eyes trained on the wolf. Jasper was already in front of you.

“You smell like one of them, are you hurt?” He asked, voice stricken with tension.

“No, I lost my phone and-” You tried but he interrupted you.

“What’s this?” Jasper held up your bruised wrist and ignited a similar pain in your shoulder from where Sam had hauled you back over the cliff. You sucked air through your teeth and jerked your hand away from him instinctively.

What happened next happened very quickly. Edward, reading Jasper’s thoughts, said something along the lines of ‘grab him’ and before you knew it Emmet and Jasper were struggling behind you, Jasper trying to get to Sam, Emmett pouring all of his strength into keeping Jasper behind the treaty line. Sam was crouched and snarling, not attacking first but ready should Jasper get to him. Edward realized that Emmett may not be enough to hold him and grabbed Jasper’s other shoulder as Jasper kicked and snarled, as if all he wanted was to cross the treaty line. Before you really knew what you were doing, you were standing in front of Jasper.

“Y/N he’s not in control right now, you need to move.” Edward said seriously. He was not as strong as Emmett and his grip on Jasper’s arm kept slipping. You didn’t listen.

“Jasper look at me. Not him, me.” You said evenly. He didn’t listen until your hand touched his face. When he looked at you, you could tell it was not entirely Jasper staring back at you. Not your Jasper, anyway. “He didn’t hurt me, okay? You have to believe me, he didn’t. I lost my phone. He brought me here because I knew you’d be looking for me.” You said, your nails scratching in the hairs at the base of his neck.

He was still struggling but it seemed as if he was struggling away from you now, afraid he’d hurt you when he was not in control.

“Look at me.” You said again, forcing him to focus only on you.

“It’s working.” Edward said, looking at you. “Keep going.”

You looked back to Jasper and smiled. “Baby I’m fine. No one hurt me.” You said, your hands on either side of his face. “Listen, I’ll explain everything. But I need you to calm down.”

Jasper glanced back at Sam, and you did too.

“Thank you, Sam. For everything. You can go.” You said. Sam watched you for a second before he seemed to decide to trust you, and turned, loping off into the woods.

“He didn’t hurt you?” Jasper asked, his voice still laced with fury, but it was clear he was back in control.

“You can let him go.” You said to Emmett and Jasper, taking a breath.

“He saved her life.” Edward said, having apparently read Sam’s thoughts, “Apparently you were the one who almost killed her.” His voice was thick with amusement.

Jasper’s eyes widened and he straightened up. “What?” He asked.

You laughed in spite of yourself. “I may have been arguing with you and walked off a cliff.”

Jasper just watched you. “What.”

You broke into a fit of giggles and put your uninjured arm around him. “Let’s just go home. I have to go buy a new cellphone tomorrow.”

“My girlfriend’s an idiot.” Jasper put his arm around you, clearly pissed but amused as well.

“You love her.” You said smugly. His arm tightened around your waist.

MUSINGS FROM MY MAMA.........

After stepping away from the circus today, I thought I would share a funny story that happened at lunch with my Mom, and a few friends. I can tell you that between all the laughing last week, and again today….I should have killers abs by summer!

Anyway, ya’ll know that I am from the south, and my Mother is a very southern mother. She really frowns upon swearing, and side-eyes me ( even at 54!), when I use disparaging words like idiot, which I use quite often. I asked her once what she calls these people and without batting an eyelash said “Dear…those people are misguided and a little dim-witted and cannot help it. It really is sad to be in that condition”. Southern smackdown at its finest!!

Two of my best friends joined us ( they are OL & SC fans, and are very into TW and IG), and we started talking about the show. My mother does not watch OL because she refuses to pay for a cable channel! Anyway, I told them about the new GF, and they were all WTF…complete with Mom’s side-eye! One pulled up the latest pics on the trusty I-Phone, and let’s just say they called BS immediately. One then proceeded to pull up the T2 pics and said “didn’t they just go to this?….to which I replied yes. Enter Mom…stage left.

She said, and I quote about Sam and Cait…."They are a lovely couple, and seem very much in love, even though her dress was a little tight ”….sigh. We then showed her the Piaget event, to which she frowned and said “Bless her heart…she is trying really hard isn’t she? To which we replied what do you mean, and Mama said…"Well, it looks like she is trying to get his attention by wearing that horrible outfit ( of course, she was appalled that it was white since we haven’t passed Easter yet), and said ” that man was nice enough to take a picture with her, now he needs to find that pretty wife and go home".

When I told her that it looks like he may be now dating her, my Mama did not miss a beat. She frowned at us, picked up her iced tea and said…“Well…he is an idiot”.

Here’s to the wonderful wisdom of my sweet Mama, who just proved that even people who are not on the ship, or even average fans see what we see! Ship on sweet shipsters! 🙇😍❤

we already know allura loves swearing (listen to the satisfied way she says quiznak if you don’t believe me) but like shiro never really swears so i just have this really funny idea that when shiro actually does swear allura finds it really hot? so one day he says ‘quiznak’ and she’s like ‘…….. sAY THAT AGAIN’

if one of you asks me some bullshit like “leia married han solo, how can she be a lesbian?!?!?!”… i swear to god! does one really have to explain such things in 2017

  • Matthias: What did she say?
  • Nina: She said you’re a very nice fellow, and a credit to the Fjerdan race. Ooh, look, blini! I haven’t had proper blini in forever.
  • Matthias: That word she used: babink. You’ve called me that before. What does it mean?
  • Nina: It means sweetie pie.
  • Matthias: Nina—
  • Nina: Barbarian.
  • Matthias: I was just asking, there’s no need to name-call.
  • Nina: No, babink means barbarian. She wasn’t insulting you! I swear!
  • Matthias: Barbarian isn’t an insult?
  • Nina: No. Well, yes. But not in this context. She wanted to know if you’d like to play Princess and Barbarian.
  • Matthias: It’s a game?
  • Nina: Not exactly.
  • Matthias: Then what is it?
  • Nina: In Ravka, there’s a popular series of stories about, um, a brave Fjerdan warrior—
  • Matthias: Really? He’s the hero?
  • Nina: In a manner of speaking. He kidnaps a Ravkan princess—
  • Matthias: That would never happen.
  • Nina: In the story it does, and they spend a long time getting to know each other. In his cave.
  • Matthias: He lives in a cave?
  • Nina: It’s a very nice cave. Furs. Jeweled cups. Mead.
  • Matthias: Ah. A treasure hoard like Ansgar the Mighty. They become allies, then?
  • Nina: Do you like these? Maybe we could get Kaz to wear something with flowers. Liven up his look.
  • Matthias: How does the story end? Do they fight battles?
  • Nina: They get to know each other intimately.
  • Matthias: In the cave?
  • Nina: You see, he’s very brooding, very manly, but he falls in love with the Ravkan princess and that allows her to civilize him—
  • Matthias: To civilize him?
  • Nina: Yes, but that’s not until the third book.
  • Matthias: There are three?
  • Nina: Matthias, do you need to sit down?
  • Matthias: This culture is disgusting. The idea that a Ravkan could civilize a Fjerdan—
  • Nina: Calm down, Matthias.
  • Matthias: Perhaps I’ll write a story about insatiable Ravkans who like to get drunk and take their clothes off and make unseemly advances toward hapless Fjerdans.
  • Nina: Now that sounds like a party. We could play.
  • Matthias: We most certainly could not.
  • Nina: At one point he bathes her.
  • Matthias: Why would he—
  • Nina: She’s tied up, so he has to.
  • Matthias: Be silent.
  • Nina: Already giving orders. That’s very barbarian of you. Or we could mix it up. I’ll be the barbarian and you can be the princess. But you’ll have to do a lot more sighing and trembling and biting your lip.
  • Matthias: How about I bite your lip?
  • Nina: Now you’re getting the hang of it, Helvar.
hes got everything now

requested

warnings: sexual themes, don’t read if not comfortable.

Spring in Neverland was probably the prettiest season. The flowers were returning from their long winter slumber and the whole island turned green with renewal. The air was cold but the sun warmed the Earth just enough that you could run around in short sleeves and you would be fine.

You and the three other Lost Girls all decided to take a walk in the forest to the meadow you had discovered earlier before. It was small and lush, perfect to relax in without the pestering gazes of the Lost Boys.

The four of you sat in a circle, with Wendy to your right and the newer Lost Girl, Lucy on your left. They chatted of the day’s events and picked at the clovers patches around them. The conversation soon turned into gossiping about the boys they liked and the boys they didn’t like.

“Who do you like, (Y/N)?” The girl, Bethany said across from you as she tried to weave daisy flowers in between her braid.

“I’m actually not really sure. I don’t think I like anyone.”

“Right.” Wendy said sarcastically, leaning back on her elbows. “Because we all can’t see how you and Pan look at each other.”

“I think Felix really likes me!” Lucy chimed in, followed by Bethany agreeing with her.

“Pan and I don’t look at each other in any way you’re thinking.” You said with a raised eyebrow, pointing a finger at her. Wendy laughed.

“Look, you’re even raising your eyebrows all dramatically like he does!”

“I am not!” You defended.

“I swear, every time I see Pan he’s ordering someone around or sending someone to the cages.” Bethany said.

“When I first arrived here, Pan took my necklace. He said that he didn’t want it to remind me of home, and that I was in Neverland now.” Lucy sighed sadly at the memory.

“He’s too arrogant for his own good, expecting we treat him like the king he thinks he is. He’s such a taker, taking everything in hopes it benefits him in some way.” You agreed. “That’s why I don’t like him.”

Wendy rolled her eyes but dropped the subject.

Lucy took over the conversation next, giggling about all the things Felix has said to her that has convinced her that he liked her. You spaced out, thinking about what Wendy had said. What does she know anyways? You did not like Pan. Sure he was a pretty boy, with a milk and honey complexion and a smooth accent that made everything sound lovelier than it was, but his blinding hubris was enough to steer you away. Or you wished it did.

A rustling noise, so quiet and soft brought you out of your trance and made you look over to the bushes. A dark figure stayed in your line of vision only for a millisecond before he was gone, retreating back into the forest.

Your eyes widened. Had someone been watching you?

“Did anyone else see that?“ You questioned aloud, bringing the girls out of their conversation about one of Bethany’s latest pranks.

“See what?” Wendy echoed, turning around in the direction you were pointed at. A few beats of silence passed, the only thing heard was the everyday sounds of the forest.

“It was probably just a Lost Boy coming to let us know that it’s time to come back.” Bethany said, brushing her pants off and standing up. Lucy and Wendy agreed, standing up as well but you weren’t sure. What kind of person would lurk around and then run? Still unconvinced, you followed the girls out of the meadow, heading back to camp.


Coming up to the camp entrance, Felix stood leaning against the trunk of a tree, arms crossed and a smirk stuck on his long face. Lucy immediately glowed up at his appearance.

“Hi Felix!” She called with a wave. You, Wendy and Bethany sighed at how overly preppy she got in the presence of a boy.

He gave a nod in hello back but his eyes stayed trained on you. You looked away, pretending not to notice.

“(Y/N),” Felix said. “Pan wanted me to tell you to go see him when you got back.”

“Where is he?”

“Tree house.”

You rolled your eyes and nodded; whatever his royal highness wanted. You waved bye to the Lost Girls, promising you’d be back later and started walking to the large tree situated in the back of the camp.

Climbing up the latter, you knocked on the hatch to let him know you were coming in, and pulled yourself the rest of the way up. Pan sat on his bed with his back to you, hunched over.

“You wanted to see me?”

He sat there for a pause more. “Yes.” Pan said standing up. He wasn’t the tallest boy, but you still had to tilt your head up to look at his face.

“Well… what did you want to see me for?”

“What were you girls talking about today?”

You scrunched your eyebrows. “Nothing, just stuff.”

“Stuff?” He said lowly. “Stuff like how I’m too arrogant for my own good?”

You froze, hearing your own words come out of his mouth. Someone had been watching you. Felix, you thought with a scowl.

“How I selfishly take everything in hopes it’ll do me well. That may be usually true but in this case…” He shook his head and sat on his bed, spreading his legs out in front of him. “Come here.”

“…What?”

“Come here, (Y/N).” He repeated, patting the tops of his legs. You questionably walked over and with the encouragement of his hands, sat on his lap with your legs stretched on either side of his thighs. His grip on your hips pulled you the rest of the way forward, so close that your chests touched. Now, it was him that looked up to you.

“I can be a giver. I can give you lots of things.” With this he leaned forward, pressing light kisses on the column of your throat. You reached your arms around and held onto his broad shoulders, tightening your grip when the kisses turned to bites.

“Can I give to you, love?”

You wordlessly nodded, allowing him to flip you over and lay you on the bed. You closed your eyes and breathed deeply as he rolled your dress up and laid kisses on your belly, moving lower and lower until he touched the place you wanted him the most.

The rest of the day was spent with Pan showing you in more ways than one that he loved giving as much as he loved taking.

I just reached the episode about Clay’s tape (finally, it was Tape 9 in the book I swear not Tape 11) and I have to stop the binge watch now because I am so drained, I think I’ve cried a river of tears. Just like when I read the book, I’ve never felt so sorry for someone as when Clay finds out he’s only there because Hannah needed him to hear her story; she needed him to know why. It wrecks me every time.

Originally posted by kiamkiamkiam

Golden Days - Ryan Haywood GTA!AU Part 1/?

Pairing / The Vagabond x Reader

Prompt / “Her, he’d kill for. If she ever wanted him too, but she never would; she doesn’t burn inside like he does.” - @promptsonpaper

Word Count / 1,055

Warnings / swearing, violence 

PART ONE / PART TWO / PART THREE

A/N: its here! chapter one, i hope you enjoy it and please please let me know what you think/give feed back bc it is really helpful. Also i will try to get a chapter out a week or so but sometimes it might be a bit longer or shorter idk i just wanna make sure im giving you guys the best that i can do 

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griever11  asked:

BIRTHDAY 47 SECONDS

#279

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It’s not smart, it’s not brave. It’s just cowardly.

She thinks about what he said, and didn’t say, all night. Doesn’t sleep for the bitterness in his words as they confronted the reporter, as Leanne West insisted she never meant for anyone to die. 

And as the sun dawns, all Kate can see is the hard look on Rick’s face in interrogation, how he wouldn’t look at her.

Is he Rick now? 

Yeah. God. The intimacy between them…

They’ve turned this interesting corner since the winter broke up and her anxious grief loosed its hold. The holidays aren’t good for her, but she damn well tried, every single day, to keep that from building back those walls. Therapy twice a week, and then pushing herself to connect with Castle even if it all she could manage was letting him see her true face, smiling or broken, either way.

He’s been rock solid. 

Until this case. She can’t put her finger on it; she can’t tease out the reasons why their parting at the precinct left her on edge, confused.

Okay, a little miserable.

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elliotismyname  asked:

Could you write a story wheat star and Tom bond over there unrequited love for Marco, then star tells Tom to tell Marco because she has a crush on Janna. Also I just want to say you write really well. :-)

Awww! Thank you so much! you’re so sweet! And of course I can write this! I hope you enjoy it! I worked really hard on this one and I hope it turns out well! Enjoy!


Tom sighed and dropped down to the floor, Star was laying face down on her bed. This was normal for the two of them now a days. They were in love with the same person, and both struggled with telling him. They both loved Marco.

“Why am I so stupid?” Tom grumbled. “I can’t even tell Marco how I feel.” He sighed.

“Same boat, pal.” Star complained. Tom growled and stood up.

“I hate this!” He cried. “I hate being so… so powerless!” He punched a pillow and flopped down. The kids just sat there for a long while, unable to do anything. Finally Tom stood up. “I can’t tell him, and Marco deserves to be happy, you tell him.” He told Star. “And you guys go make a good couple.”

“Tom, no. I can’t do that to you.” Star told him. “We’ve been complaining about the same guy for months, I can’t stab my friend in the back like that.” She admitted. “I’m not saying anything to him.” She assured.

“Fine, then neither of us will say anything.” Tom admitted. “Let’s make an unrequited love pact, we both don’t get Marco.” He declared. Star smiled and reached her hand out, shaking Tom’s so they made a deal.

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That pact that Star and Tom made was a year ago, and held up until present day. Until Star decided to break it. Not her, she would never hurt her friend like that. But she decided to have it broken. At seeing how in love Tom was with Marco, after a whole year, she thought they had to be together. And a girl from the philippines had stolen most of Sar’s attention away from Marco anyway.

“Tom, can I talk to you?” Star asked. Tom nodded and watched where Marco had left the room. He always looked sad when the human left. “You remember the deal we made, about Marco?” She asked. Tom nodded, looking up. “Have you… kept your promise?” Star asked. Tom gasped and nodded frantically.

“Of course Star! Why would I go behind your back like that?” He asked. “Have… have you?” he asked again, a little more nervously.

“Of course I have and, it’s good I didn’t because… I don’t feel the same way anymore.” Star admitted. Tom tilted his head confused. “Tom… I think I’m in love with Janna Ordonia.” Star began blushing and Tom fell back.

“Janna? Star that’s great! She likes you too!” Tom beamed, but then stopped. “Wait, what does this have to do with the deal we made?” he asked. Star took Tom’s hand and gave her friend a smile.

“Well, I want you and Marco to be happy. And I want you to tell Marco you love him.” Star admitted. Tom shook his head.

“No, no way I promised you.” he reminded.

“Who cares? I don’t like Marco anymore anyways, and you really, REALLY do. I see the way you look at him.” Star urged. “You have something, and I want you to go after it.” She told him. Tom shook his head.

“No, I’m not telling him.” Tom decided. Star looked confused.

“But why? You aren’t hurting me I swear! I don’t feel anything romantic towards Marco! I swear.” She assured. Tom got an angry look.

“I’m not telling him! Just lay off!” Tom cried. Sar fell back and sighed.

“This has nothing to do with me, does it?” She asked. Tom bit his lip and collapsed to the floor, covering his face. Star sighed and sat down next to him, giving him a hug.

“I can’t tell him.” Tom whispered. “What if he doesn’t love me back? I-I can’t do it, I can’t tell him and then find out he doesn’t feel the same way.” Tom began to feel tears prick the back of his eyes and he tried very hard to blink back tears. He had never cried in front of Star and didn’t want to break that streak.

“Tom, he will.” Star assured.

“How do you know?” Tom asked, finally letting a tear slip out.

“Because you’re great.” She smiled, and threw her arms around Tom, giving him a big hug. Tom finally let his tears fall out and he hugged Star back, letting his friend comfort him. “It’ll be okay, but you have to tell him, you love him, and you can’t let this slip away.” She told him. Tom hugged her tighter and shook his head.

“I don’t think I can.” He whimpered.

“You can.” Star promised. She pulled back and made him look her in the eye. “You got this.” She declared. Tom took a deep breath and wiped away his tears aggressively.

“O-okay… okay. I can do it. I’ll do it.”

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Star peered through the door and gave Tom a thumbs up. He had been waiting for Marco for a while now, but the human was running late getting home from school. Tom kept chewing on his lip and playing with his hands, he jumped when he heard a voice.

“Hey Tom!” Marco grinned and the demon gulped, blushing deeply at just the presence of Marco. “What’s up?” He asked.

“Oh! Marco! I uhm… I j-just uh…” Tom gulped and looked over at Star, who waved him to go on. “M-Marco I just w-wanted… t-to talk… to you…” Tom forced out. Marco laughed a bit at how nervous Tom sounded.

“Sure, what’s up?” Marco asked. Tom covered his face with his hands.

“I’m sorry! I’m doing so poorly at this!” He cried. Marco looked confused. “Oh my god, this was a mistake.” Tom tried to dart away, but Marco grabbed his arm.

“Wait, what’s wrong?” Marco asked. Tom looked back at Marco and then at Star.

“Make a bold move!” She mouthed. Tom nodded and looked back at Marco, without second thought he pulled the human forward and kissed him. Star face-palmed and Marco yanked away before shoved Tom.

“Don’t do that!” He started. Tom went bright red when he realized what just happened and he gasped.

“Sorry! I am so sorry that was so out of line!” He rambled. “I-I just… I thought I should make a move and I… I am so sorry Marco I am so, so sorry!” He cried. Marco put a hand up to his lips and felt himself beginning to blush a little bit too. “Marco I-”

“It’s fine, Tom.” Marco interrupted. “I’m guessing you… wanted to talk to me about that?” He asked, hand signalling the kiss. Tom blushed deeply and nodded. “I understand.” Marco told him. Tom looked up confused.

“And?” He asked. “Your response?” Marco smiled a bit, but didn’t answer. Instead he pulled Tom down into the same sudden kiss Tom had given Marco, before pulling away.

“It’s rude to kiss somebody without permission.” Marco grinned. “But, I forgive you.”

  • Ruby: Dad. Uncle. Sisters. Weiss.
  • Weiss: HEY!
  • Ruby: Are all probably wondering why I asked you all here.
  • Tai: Ruby. I get a text from you saying, "Zwei's tube was empty when arrived."
  • Yang: Me and Blake were studying in the library. *Everyone looked at them with raised eyebrows.* WE WERE!
  • Blake: We were actually.
  • Yang: Anyway, we got a text from you saying Zwei ate our dust rounds again.
  • Weiss: AGAIN!?
  • Tai: It's a long story.
  • Weiss: I was told you got Zwei that new sweater I ordered for him.
  • Qrow: Well I was told there by booze. *there was then a face palm from everyone.*
  • Ruby: Anyway, The reason why I called you all is because as you know Penny and I have been together together for quite some time now. Time that we spend together... intimately.
  • Yang: Ahhhhhh yeah! Baby sis is getting laid!
  • Tai: Yang!
  • Qrow: Well done Kid. Though how does that work? Does she have a built in-
  • Tai: QROW!
  • Weiss: Ruby please get to the point before your dad has a heart attack.
  • Ruby: ... Uuuuuuuuh.
  • Blake: Ruby? Why did you just do the same "uh" when Weiss guess that me and Yang were dating?
  • Ruby: Uuuuuuuuuuh.
  • Tai: Ruby. What is it that you want to tell us?
  • Ruby: Sigh, Okay just promise none of you will freak out. Like, pink swear promise. Like, swear on Zwei. ON ZWEI! You will not freak out. I mean like really really-
  • Weiss: Get to the point. *She inerrupted Ruby's rambling.*
  • Ruby: *It was the they all saw Ruby turn as red as her cloak and quickly said.* MeandpennyhadsexandIaccidentlygotherpregnantpleasedon'tbemadorfreakout!
  • Weiss: ...
  • Blake: ...
  • Yang: ...
  • Tai: ...
  • Qrow: ... Ruby, you know you have to have a-
  • Tai: Do NOT finish that sentence. *Tai told Qrow his eyes never leaving her blushing daughter.*
  • Blake: Ruby... Aside from the fact you are both women, Penny can't...
  • Weiss: She is a robot Ruby. She Can't get pregnant. It's impossible.
  • Ruby: I thought you would say that. Which is why I asked Penny to be here. Penny sweetie! You can come in now. *Everyone turned to the door as it opened and all jaws drop.*
  • Penny: Sal-U-tations everyone!~ *A very pregnant Penny greeted happily everyone givig a kiss to Ruby who happily returned it.*
  • Yang: Oh my god you actually got her pregnant...
  • Blake: I... I don't...
  • Weiss: How?... I mean... HOW!?
  • Tai: ...
  • Ruby: Dad? Are you okay?
  • Tai: ... *Tai slowly raised his hand before slowly falling back out of his chair as he fainted.*
  • Ruby/Yang/Blake/Penny: DAD! *Ruby and Yang quickly rushed to their father side as Blake and Penny looked at each other.*
  • Penny: Huh?
  • Blake: We are engaged. *Blake explained as she points to herself and Yang.*
  • Penny: Oh,Congratulations. *Penny smiled hugging Blake.*
  • Blake: Y-yeah... Cough, you too.
  • Qrow: *Meanwhile Qrow pulls out his scroll and dials a number.* ... Winter. Hey... You remember when I said I said I'd quit drink when my niece gets someone pregnant?... Yeah... No I'm not drunk now.
Run And Hide● Dean x Reader●

Originally posted by sceptycz-nie

Originally posted by deanwsexual

Originally posted by spnsamwinchester

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Synopsis: y/n finds out that Sam isn’t faithful. Dean swoops in and steals his girlfriend, only for her to run away.

Request: since your an angst queen, can you do an imagine for me where the reader is with sam and he distance himself from her (like sleeps with other people) she doesn’t know dean does. she finds out through dean and he has sex with her, but she lives in the middle of the night. - Anonymous

A/n: I decided to post this before part 7 of Huntress. Not that anyone really cares.

Y/n/n=your nick name

If you want to rant to me about Donald Trump my ask box is opened.

WARNINGS: dean stealing Sam’s girlfriend, double cheating, angst, a lot of waterworks, oral (female receiving), unprotected sex (wrap that Popsicle up), sex, I guess revenge cheating? Smut, squirting, swearing, running away, sad! Sam, sad! Dean, breaking hearts (I guess), a confused castiel.

You can listen to this song if you want to. Only if you want to.

Listen to this song when the reader leaves  + the ending scene.

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You couldn’t have been happier to be with Sam. He treated you like a queen. You truly were in love with him and believed he was your soul mate.

But lately Sam has been distant, spending less time with you and more time in a bar or on his damn laptop. He always had some excuse to not hang out with you.

You started to believe that maybe he didn’t love you anymore.

He was never around anymore…

“Morning sunshine” you singsong, as dean let out a grumble

“Morning” Dean grumbled, his hands covering his head.

“Hey babe” you whispered into Sam’s ear, wrapping your arms around his shoulders.

Sam quickly shut his laptop, making you raise your eyebrow.

“Hey” Sam greeted, wetting his lips, as he turned around to face you.

“I was thinking that maybe we could spend the whole day together and you know do other stuff”

“As much as that idea sounds fun I have other plans” Sam

“Like what?” you asked, unwrapping your arms from his shoulders, and crossing them over your chest.

“I found this case not so far from the bunker” Sam answered, making Dean look at you and sam.

“Well I’ll come with you then” you declared, making Sam stand up towering above you.

“(y/n), I’d rather you not go” Sam said, resting his hand on your shoulder.

“I know how to hunt Sam” you argued, glaring at sam.

“I know, I’d rather go by myself check it out first” Sam grumbled, not looking you in the eye.

“But-” you tried to protest but Sam cut you off.

“Trust me (y/n)” Sam sighed, as he coldly kissed you on the cheek, walking away.

 

“We could always chill and relax” Dean flirted, winking at you.

“In your dreams Winchester, I’m going to make breakfast” you snapped, getting up and walking to the kitchen.

“He doesn’t deserve you” Dean mumbled, fully knowing what Sam was doing behind your back.

Sam come into the library two minutes later.

“Where’s (y/n)?” Sam asked. Making Dean roll his eyes.

“Why would you care, your cheating on her, why are you even with her still” Dean bitterly said, standing up.

“It’s complicated” Sam sighed.

“Far from it Sam, I can’t keep lying to her” Dean grumbled, glaring at Sam.

“Dean please, you can’t, anyways I won’t be home until four days” Sam insisted.

“Sam, you have to stop this, she’s starting to get suspicious, the other night I found her crying” Dean demanded.

“She’s probably on her period or she had a nightmare” Sam replied.

“Are you that oblivious Sam? You’re hurting her” Dean snapped.

“Whatever Dean I know you want to get in her pants”

“You’ve got to be kidding right now” Dean grumbled.

“Don’t deny it Dean, I see the way you look at her, I wouldn’t be surprised if you’s two have done it before” Sam accused.

“That does not justify you cheating on her, if I was with her and she was my girlfriend I would never cheat on her” Dean shouted, making Sam give him a bitch face.

“Whatever Dean, I have to go” Sam grunted, walking away.

“Sooner or later she going to find out” Dean shouted.

“Find out what?” you asked, making Dean Jump.

“(y/n), I, food” Dean said, grabbing a lot of bacon and stuffing it into his mouth.

“Find out what?” you asked again as dean stuffed his face with food.

Dean muttered something incoherent, making you confused.

“Dean tell me or I will take baby out for a joy ride” you threatened, making Dean swallow the food.

“Fine, it’s about Sam” Dean grumbled.

“Is he hurt?” you asked, worriedly.

“Nope, (y/n) his cheating on you” Dean confessed, grabbing your hand.

“You’re lying, look dean I know you have a thing for me but there is no need to make up lies” you shouted, pulling your hand away from his and storming into your room.

Dean following after you.

“I would never lie to you (y/n/n)” Dean said.

“He loves me and I love him” you cried.

“The last part might be true (y/n), but if he loves you he would not be cheating on you” Dean sighed.

“You knew and you didn’t tell me” you yelled, sitting down on your bed.

“(y/n)” Dean sighed, as he sat down beside you.

“Just tell me dean don’t (y/n) me I deserve to know when you found out and how long has he done this?” you demanded, tears running down your cheeks.  Dean took your hand in his. His free hand wiping your tears away.

“Two months ago, I saw him having sex with another woman, they are always different girls” Dean explained, making more tears fall from your eyes.

“Two months? Why would he do this to me? Am I that unlovable?” you sobbed.

“Because his a bitch” Dean answered, making you let out a small laugh.

“I should be getting mad not crying” you cried.

“We all deal with things in different ways” Dean said, as his other hand rested on your thigh.

“Make me forget” you begged, resting your hand on his thigh, making him gulp.

“What?” Dean asked.

“Make me forget about Sam by making love to me” you requested.

“Are you sure?” Dean asked, as you leaned closer to him

“Yeah you want to I want to, sometimes when Sam and me have sex I think of you, so make it come true” you gasped out, as his lips ghost over yours.

Dean’s lips touch yours softly. His hands gripping the edge of your shirt.

You let out a moan as he tugged your shirt off, pulling you onto his lap.

“Do it” you gasped, out as he bite his lip. His green eyes darkening, as he pushed you onto the mattress.

You let out a huff, as his lips made their way down towards your neck, then down towards the valley of your breasts. His hands groping your boobs.

His hands slide down towards your waist. Kissing down towards your stomach.

“Please Dean” you moaned.

“Does Sam eat you out” Dean growled, as he tugged your jeans off roughly, then your underwear.

“Sometimes” you gasped out as his finger teased your clit, making you arch your back.

“Get ready for the best oral sex you will ever have” Dean smirked, his head dangerously close to your womanhood.

“Cocky much, Oh Dean” you moaned, as he started to suck.

Your fingers gripped his hair as he sucked harshly. His fingers dug into your hips, as you arched your back, wrapping your legs around his head.

Dean let out a hum, his rubbing circles on your hip bone.

“Dean” you moaned.

“Does Sam eat you like this?” Dean asked, the vibrations making you close your eyes and through your head back onto the pillow.

“No, fuck” you moaned, biting your lip.

“Mmm” he moaned, making you grip his hair tighter.

His sucking getting harder.

“Oh fuck” you moaned.

“I’m going to cum” you moaned out, as your body filled with pleasure.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck” you moaned, as your orgasm build up and up.

Dean let out a moan, making your orgasm come undone.

“Dean” you moaned, as you squirted, making dean pull away.

You looked away from dean as a blush form on your cheeks.

“Sorry” you muttered.

“Hey baby girl, was that your first time squirting” Dean softly asked, hovering over you.

“Yes” you gasped out, still recovering from your first orgasm.

“I feel honoured” Dean smirked, making you look at him.

“You’re so dirty minded” you muttered.

“Sh, baby girl” Dean hushed, as his lips pressed against yours.

“Do me” you muttered against his lips, as your hands undo his zipper.

Dean pulled his lips away from yours to take his pants off.

His lips going back onto yours as he kissed you hungrily, as you tugged down his boxers.

Dean’s lips moved towards your neck, leaving tiny love bites.

You let out a loud gasp of air as Dean entered you.

“So tight” Dean moaned, as he started to thrust into you.

“Oh fuck” you moaned, as he leaned all his wait onto you, thrusting in and out of you at a fast pace.

“Dean” you moaned, as your nails dug into his back.        

“You’re so beautiful” Dean moaned, burying his head into the crook of your shoulder, leaving wet kisses on the side of your neck.

“Fuck me harder Dean” you moaned, making him pick up his pace.

Dean thrusts started to get deeper and faster.

Pulling you closer to your second orgasm.

Your fingers slipped down to his sides.

“Oh my fuck” you moaned as your orgasm took over you.

Dean let out a moan, his rhythm getting sloppier.

With one last thrust he spilling his cum inside you.

“Wow” you gasped out, as Dean rolled off of you.

Wrapping his arm around you, your head resting against his sweaty chest.

“I know, like wow, your wow” Dean gasped out, as he ran his hand up and down your back.

“Thank you” you whispered, as you looked up at him.

“For what?” Dean asked, cupping your cheeks.

“For this” you mumbled, kissing his lips passionately, as his eyes fluttered closed.

“Stay” Dean said breathlessly as you tried to get up.

“Of course” you lied, lying your head back on his chest.

Ten minutes later deans light snores woke you up.

You looked at him sadly as you got up, leaning down and kissing his lips softly.

“I’m so sorry Dean” you apologised, getting up and getting dressed into new clothes.

You grabbed your duffle bag, stuffing clothes into it. Zipping it up then trying back to see Dean still sleeping a small smile on his face as he let out a moan.

A tear slipped from your eyes.

“You deserve better” you cried, walking out the door.

Dean woke up with a gasp, looking to his side, his face fell.

“(y/n)” Dean called, he looked at your tallboy to see empty draws opened.

“Shit” Dean cursed, quickly getting up and putting his clothes back on.

He rushed out of your room and into his room grabbing his mobile phone, dialling your number which went straight to voice mail.

“(y/n), just tell me where are and I’ll come pick you up” Dean said, running his hand down his face, as it went to voice mail.

Dean grabbed the keys to the impala rushing out of the door

He ran into something making him let out a grunt.

Dean glared at Sam as he stood in front of him.

“Why are you home, I thought you were cheating on (y/n) for four days straight” Dean grumbled.

“She had to do some things” Sam answered.

“Right because cheating on a guy in relationship isn’t something” Dean bitterly replied.

“Where’s (y/n)?” Sam asked.

“Like you care” Dean snapped.

“She’s my girlfriend” Sam said, making Dean angry.

“Are you sure about that, she knows, she knows that you cheated on her, this is all your fault, you cheated on her and she ran away because of you” Dean shouted.

“She isn’t any better she cheated on me” Sam argued, making Dean clench his fist.

“Don’t put the blame on her you were the one that wasn’t satisfied with her and guess what apparently you don’t satisfy her enough” Dean grumbled.

“You slept with her didn’t you? You couldn’t wait to get in her pants” Sam accused.

“At least I can satisfy her” Dean snapped.

~~~

“Castiel, what are doing here?” you mumbled.

“Dean called me, said you went missing and he thought you might be dead” Castiel responded, looking at you wearily.

“Of course he did” you mumbled, looking down at your lap.

“His worried about you” Castiel said, making you look at him.

“He should be worried about his relationship with his brother not some girl that isn’t important” you sobbed, making Castiel give you a confused look.

“(y/n), I’m sorry what happened between you and Sam” Castiel spoke, his hand grabbing a hold of yours.

“Did you know to?” you asked, looking at him through your tears.

“Yes” Castiel answered, making a tears fall from your eyes even more.

“I’m such an idiot” you sobbed, resting your head against the window.

“No you’re not, you’re not an idiot for being in love” Castiel spoke.

“Can you make me forget them please?” you begged, looking at him.

“(y/n)” Castiel sighed.

“Please just do this for me?” you begged.

“What do you want me to erase?” Castiel asked, gulping.

“Make me forget Dean and Sam, you, the supernatural world and hunting” you answered.

“Are you sure you want this?” Castiel asked, his hand hovering over your forehead.

“I need this, I need a fresh start, and I need a normal life, a family” you cried.

“Okay” Castiel mumbled, putting his hand on your forehead.

Castiel pulled his hand away as well as the other one, when you gave him a confused look.

“Do I know you?” you asked.

“No, you were just telling me where you were going” the guy with the blue eyes in the trench coat said.

“Right, where was that again?” you asked.

“Florida” he answered.

“Right, hey are you okay? You’re crying” you asked, noticing his eyes watering.

“I just have something in my eye, I got to go be safe” he said, getting up and walking away.

“You too, it was nice meeting you” you said, looking back at the window, then back towards him, only to see the guy in the trench coat gone.

“I’m alright” you whispered to yourself, looking out the window again.

~~~

“Dean” Castiel spoke. Making Dean and Sam turn around.

“Why isn’t (y/n) with you?” Dean asked.

“She’s not coming because I erased her memory” Castiel said.

“That’s not your decision to make” Dean growled.

“It was her decision” Castiel grunted.

“Yeah well she’s not in the right state of mind to make decision like that, I’m going to find her” Dean grunted.

“Dean, she won’t remember you” Castiel said.
“I don’t care” Dean replied stubbornly.

“She’s going to Florida” Castiel said, as Dean stormed off.

Castiel glared at Sam.

Making Sam walk away. He opened the door to your room, shutting it, then sliding down it.

Sitting on the ground, he rested his head in his hands.

“I’m so sorry (y/n)” he sobbed…

Memory Lane

Overall thoughts on the finale

I believe my feelings can be summed up in one gif:

  • Just watching the ‘previously on’ segment has me nervous.
  • Oh, god, we’re starting in the hospital with flickering lights. That’s probably not a good sign.
  • And we’re staring with Liam. Definitely not a good sign. And did his hair actually get worse? I think it got worse.
  • …what: 

Okay, so, they’re actually in nowheresville/alternate dimension? But why does nowheresville now have a replica hospital instead of just being a train station? 

  • Still not over the fact that they named a town Boneville:
  • …so…wait…Liam is still actually in Beacon Hills? Why are the signs there? I’m less than 2 minutes in and already confused as fuck haha.
  • “LYDIA” Stiles!”
  • “SHERIFF: Give the boy some room!” So the ghost riders just let people come with their weapons lmao? And sheriff is dumb enough to shoot up into a crowd? And can people actually get hurt here in nowheresville? Like, if sheriff just straight up started shooting right now, what would even happen? The people were already erased from reality, can they even get hurt? 
  • Also, how long was sheriff in there? Because, like, back in 6x05 when new people got dropped off, the ghost riders legitimately dropped them off right in front of everyone else, they didn’t just inconspicuously materialize. So, given that logic, sheriff’s been there at least a hot minute and, yet, he didn’t automatically go to Stiles? It’s not like Stiles was hard to find, he was standing off to the side all by himself? Or why didn’t Stiles notice him arrive? Maybe this was explained in another episode, but I kinda doubt it, so:
  • As  much as I love Stilinski family moments, I’m still bitter as fuck over the fact that Stiles wasn’t worrying about his father this whole damn time. 
  • Well, that nice moment lasted all of 2 seconds before getting shot down by stydia baiting.
  • “SHERIFF: We’ll find each other again.” What the fuck even? Can’t let Stiles relationship with his own fucking father encroach on the stydia? 
  • “SHERIFF: I’ll hold them back.” literally how the fuck? True alpha scott and his pack couldn’t do that, but human sheriff can? How? We already know guns don’t work against them? 
  • Okay this is all ridiculous and I’m in pain, but damn Dylan looks good
  • “LYDIA: When I kissed you!” …did they kiss again? Somehow? Like through a mirror portal or some shit? Did I fucking miss it? Or are they talking about when she slammed her mouth on his back in 3a? Because I swear  to fucking god if they’re suddenly playing that her stopping his panic attack was because she has feelings for him….
  • Look how awkward her hand is:

She looks like ET

  • And seriously I’m seeing nothing but:
  • Posey is me while watching this:
  • “MALIA: We didn’t see anyone.” Okay, so, one I’m really over this whole ‘only Lydia has any connection with Stiles shit’ as if Scott wouldn’t and the credits haven’t even rolled yet.  Like, unless it’s because she’s a banshee, they can miss me with this bullshit. Two, why does Malia answer for other people? Like how could she know what Scott saw? Three, get out of here with this scalia. I can feel it coming. 
  • LMFAO: 

So Stiles canonically has a stronger bond with his jeep than he does with Lydia, Scott, or Malia? I’m here for it. #stoscoe

  • Question: how the fuck did Stiles make it through without being burned to death? 
  •  …how are the credits just now rolling? I feel like I just sat through a half hour of bullshit and it hasn’t even been 5 minutes.
  • Whoa, his hair did get worse:

He looks like a wet dog. I guess that’s fitting. 

  • Seriously? They just wrote Scott out of that scene because Liam doesn’t know how to use his words? So they could go full throttle with the stydia bullshit with a stalia love triangle that is literally seasons too late? 
  • Aw, but Stiles still goes to Scott’s house first. That’s how it should always be. Why they gotta play at this dumbass ship baiting when they could focus on their friendship instead?      
  • Still not over the fact that they change what the McCall house looks like in every season haha. 
  • Why would Stiles even go to the station? He knows his dad is missing? Who is he looking for? It’s  not like Beacon Hills Sheriff’s Department has ever been any help to him lmao
  • And a radio? Why is he not just, y’know, getting a fucking phone and calling people? 
  • And if the whole town is gone, why didn’t we see any of those people in the station when we saw sheriff?
  • Okay, how do they know Stiles actually made it out into the real world? Like, I get that Lydia says she saw him, but when he didn’t just walk through that tunnel thingy, why would they assume that this means he made it into their world? Wouldn’t the logical conclusion be that it didn’t work and he’s still stuck in nowheresville?
  • “MALIA: Stiles isn’t coming here. If he was, he would have. And he hasn’t, so he’s not.” First of all, what the fuck kind of logic? How long has it even been? 20 minutes? Chill the fuck out. Second, if they all think Stiles is out running around, why the fuck wouldn’t they automatically all split up and go to the places they think he would go? Like, y’know, his home, or Scott’s home, or the sheriff’s station? Third, I hate when this show makes it to where Lydia has-an-IQ-of-170 Martin is dumb as a fucking rock while Malia spent-the-better-part-of-a-decade-licking-her-own-ass-in-the-woods Tate is somehow the only with a goddamn brain.
  • Okay, so the two worlds are converging…what’s the point of this?
  • Oh god, not this fuck again:
  • Oh sweet baby jesus:

I got a whole list for this one:

  1. Stop trying to put these two together, Teen Wolf. They ain’t friends and Lydia doesn’t deserve this. 
  2. Why are they staring at the tread marks when obviously the JEEP IS FUCKING GONE. LIKE, IS THAT NOT A BIG ENOUGH CLUE? 
  3. And wouldn’t they have been keeping tabs on the jeep during this whole ordeal? So they should know it had to have been moved recently?
  4. Is Lydia fucking Scooby Doo? She gonna sniff that tire mark? The fuck she doing on the ground like that?
  5. I am not fucking here for a Malia and Lydia scene to be paralleling Stiles and Derek:  
  • And how can Malia suddenly not smell him?
  • And what in the absolute fuck is Malia wearing: 

Why is that shirt so fucking long? And look at those boots. Why does wardrobe hate her    

  • “MALIA: Well, half the time he got it started with a screwdriver.”

I get so mad when they act like Malia would be the only one to know this and not Lydia. Lydia’s been around Stiles and that damn jeep way before Malia was even a thing. 

  • Hahahaha:
  • A+ cinematography:
  • Parrish is evil now? Or just controlled? Boy, they’ll literally do anything to force stydia in this episode, won’t they lmao?
  • “NAZI: And I’ll have a true alpha by my side.” Lmao as if that’s a selling point by now. Scott never does shit because they’re too busy trying to make Malia and Liam special. 
  • All I’m getting from this scene is that even after spending fuck knows how long in nowheresville, Stiles is still the only competent one and he accomplishes more in the short time he’s been back than all of them have in months lmao. Like, did he essentially save himself? And then he found them? And then he’s probably gonna be the one to save the town
  • Watching that sciles hug, man, I started out like:

…then came the weird back patting…

…and then they completely destroyed it with Liam and a cheap attempt at getting a laugh

 #whycantwehavenicethings

  • Oh my good god: 
  • I cannot: 
  • “MALIA: Why is there a train station in the middle of the library?” Is this line supposed to be funny? Teen Wolf, making the character you just tried to play off as intelligent suddenly mentally challenged is just confusing, not amusing. ·
  • “MALIA: Any chance they’re connected?” What the fuck. No one is that goddamn stupid
  • “MALIA: ITS’ BAD WE HAVE TO GO!” Literally what I am saying to myself as I watch Shelley’s attempt at acting in this scene. 
  • “LYDIA: Maybe there’s someone who can.” It  better not be…
  • Aw fuck I managed to get forget about Mason and Hayden until this point.
  • Look at Mason in that shirt:

The transformation into Stiles 2.0 is complete, I see.

  • Now there are 57 rooms in the train station? What the fuck
  • Is that Randall on the train’s pa system? Why?
  • And how does Mason always know where Randall is? Is Mason supernatural or is this show just stupid? I’m guessing stupid.
  • “STILES: Okay, if they don’t let me graduate, I swear to god!” Oh, I’m sure they will. Makes as much sense as anything else in this damn show. I foresee a painful scene with Natalie in this episode’s future. And I guess we know how they’re writing Stiles/Dylan off. Love how the dropped this just 11 minutes into the finale. Do I even need to keep watching now? He’s clearly gonna graduate and go off to college or maybe the academy· 
  • And, wait, he was gone for 3 months? Like, I know they’re doing that so graduation can happen, but there was a 3 month time jump since season 5 which put us at January. Now it’s been another three months so they’re at March, maybe April if the show wants to push it. But they’re acting like graduation is happening right away? So either Teen Wolf fucked up their timeline again which would not be a surprise or there’s going to be a time jump of at least a month in this episode? I don’t know which option is worse…
  • How can they just grab Parrish when he’s on fire? Werewolves aren’t fire proof? At all? Like the show is pretty heavily based in werewolves not being fire resistant *cough * the Hales *cough* I mean, how many fucking time have they burned Peter now?
  • And Liam screaming? Is this supposed to be funny because I’m too distracted by the fact that they are completely unharmed and their clothes aren’t even singed to remember to laugh. 
  • I’m still not over Parrish’s magical modesty shorts lmao
  • “STILES: Buddy, I love you, but we’re way past that.” 
  • He wants the supernatural army in their world? Okay, but, like, wasn’t it already?
  • You can divert it? They’re just gonna be like, ‘well, fuck the town to the left of us’ lmao?
  • So now there’s a complete other world? Fuck this plot, man haha. 
  • “LIAM: We can’t move between worlds, but Corey can!” 

Deus ex Randall strikes again. And I swear to fucking god they straight up yanked his plot right out of monster’s inc. I’m predicting that someone is gonna end up banished in the Himalayas at the end of this episode.

  • Why can’t anyone run like a normal fucking person on this show?
  • “STILES: Were we like that?” “SCOTT: Worse.” I love when this show tries to play that angle and make it seem like the newbies are how the originals were. No. Nobody in the first three seasons was ever that terribly written and illogical. 
  • “SCOTT: You wanna split up?” “STILES: Never again.” All right, you know I’m a sucker for some sciles, but does Scott never learn? 
  • If they’re going to insist on all having all of these shots of Liam running I am going to have to insist that someone teaches Sprayberry how to run without looking like he just shit himself and is trying to hobble to a bathroom. 
  • “LIAM: I hate horses.” 

Next season they’re bringing in a chick that’s part horse and Liam’s gonna fuck it, calling it now. 

  • Aw fuck what happened to Theo’s hair: 

Why is Liam’s bad hair contagious?

  • He just jumped off a balcony onto a horse. His poor dick. 
  • “MALIA: Dad.” 

Seriously, Lydia has a stronger connection to Peter in canon than Malia does or ever realistically can at this point. 

  • “MASON: I know his smile, I know his touch, and I know that that’s his voice.” Lmao I know they’re trying to do some progressive ‘look at our adorable gay romance’ moment here, but a voice is way more distinguishable than anything he just said. 
  • Oh and now Mason is having the same wires/PA system moment that Stiles had in 6x05. You’re so fucking sly, Teen Wolf.
  • And now a slow motion kiss. 
  • “HAYDEN: When’d you learn how to ride a horse?” “LIAM: Just now.” These lines aren’t funny, Teen Wolf. And is that really the first fucking question Hayden is gonna ask? Not ‘what the fuck are you doing here?’ Or ‘are you fucking crazy?’ Or ‘Did you stop the ghost riders?’ 
  • As if Stiles is the one who would ever think something could be that easy. That’s Scott’s M.O. 
  • “PETER: Where do you get this implausible optimism?” “MALIA: Definitely not from my father.” “LYDIA: We don’t have time for this!” No, we really fucking don’t and yet you continue to waste it on this bullshit daddy/daughter relationship that is apropos of nothing. Knock it the fuck off. 
  • “STILES: I finally saw the girl’s locker room. It’s not that different. It’s kind of disappointing.” All right, I’ll give you that one, Teen Wolf. That line was actually pretty funny….except you really telling me all those nights spent in the school and he never went in the girls locker room?
  • Ugh:

How many times have they done this shot this season? 

  • How are Peter’s claws going through the ghost riders now? Like now they suddenly don’t have a corporeal form? 
  • Seriously, Teen Wolf: 
  • *Malia gets hurt* ..me:
  • And now Peter is screaming for Malia because he’s oh so concerned about what should realistically be a minor injury. This seems like a good place to stop. 

I’ll get to the second half soon. 

You Are The Winter Soldier (Part 15/15)

Summary: you, Bucky and Steve are best friends before the war. After Bucky and Steve die during a plane crash, Dr Zola and his team come for you in order to initiate the Winter Soldier programme. It’s a matter of life and death to try and remember the man you once loved.

Warnings: angst, swearing, self-hatred, depression, breakdowns. BUT A HAPPY ENDING!

Word count: 1632

A/N: the last chapter! Thank you all so much! (A little thank you note at the bottom, not gonna lie I got a bit emotional lol)

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I finally watched the performances I really thought people were exaggerating in the comments about not liking it but damn I was shocked because they are suppose to be rebranding and I know it must be hard re-adjusting but it’s also been 2 months preparations should have long been on there way, new arrangements made and practised maybe not with finesse but ready just the same that’s not what I saw last night. Some of the performances were ok, some I literally had my mouth agape asking WTF like ‘WFH’ ‘BBW’ WORTH IT’. I legit was pumped to hear Lauren sing WI but she looked like she forgot she was supposed to, then she just looked like she didn’t care and was just going with the flow. My heart leapt when I heard Camila’s voice in the first play back I was like WTF 😨😧 why! In Worth it I could see her doing the choreography and been her enthusiastic self and this didn’t help at all, BBW *palms face* somebody fire their production team please? You can’t be wanting to send a message to say we are strong we can do this and have Camila’s voice in the background I’m sorry but it’s very contradicting to the point you’re trying to make especially when she sings this song amazingly live with that awoooh!! It slays my existence just NO! The choreography was untimely, they looked confused and out of breathe which brings me to WFH I think I literally gave up at this point I don’t know what wasn’t wrong with this performance I can’t believe no one attempted Camila’s note at the end? Like that moment is the slaying of the song without it the whole thing is just dead flat I taught Ally would go for it and Dinah would follow up with the adlib but jeez it never came and I was left so disappointed.
Someone asked on IG whose note you preferred in TIHWR and honestly for me it’s Camila and probably always will be I love the live note she uses, the way she build up to it and the execution especially when she adds the libs on it, don’t get me wrong Ally delivered she strained herself though and I think this is the reason why Camila never does the note as the studio version it takes it out of you especially when you still have more songs to go. I hope as they go forward she realizes she doesn’t always need to hit the studio version or it will get old fast put your own twist on it make it yours. Also in AIMH I swear ally was trying to deliver the lines like Camila she even sounded like her or was that my migrane fucking with me? I won’t say more because I’ve already read enough of it in the comments but these 3 performances really did it for me I hope you get it together LAND I really do. Oh yeah I’m so annoyed with these OT4 stans who keep justifying to suit your needs you really need to stop it, stop blurring the narrative to fit your opinions it’s classless and your contradicting your damn selves you said you wanted Camila gone she left, you said she was of no use to 5H she brought the girls down, yet you’re ok with the playback of Camila’s voice 😤😩😅 make up your minds and try following through with your conclusions.

Michael scofield x reader

awkwardpuppydunbar said:Hi could you do a Michael Scoffield imagine where the female reader was sent to Fox River for killing the presidents son but she was framed like Lincoln. And Michael is just really drawn to her and let’s her in on his face plan and one day they’re talking privately maybe during PI and she says “why are you helping me?” And he just kisses her before saying “does that answer your question” with a whole lot of fluff please and thank you xxx Love your writing btw

A/n: So glad you requested a Michael Scofield fic! Gotta love him! Anyway enjoy… *Swearing in this fic*

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I have got framed for murder. But can you guess who they picked to frame for me “killing”? The president. Out of all the people in the world they chose the highest person in charge to get murdered.

At first I thought it was a prank, but soon as the hand cuffs got put on my wrist and I could truly feel how heavy and tight they were I knew this was real. I don’t know why I was chosen to be framed nor do I think I will ever know, but I am. I guess I am not alone as this guy called “Lincoln” was sentenced for the killing too. I have never met the guy before but somehow they managed to think that we were involved together.

Even-though I was put in jail for taking part in helping with the murder and was put down for life in prison, it’s still my life gone. If I was framed then I don’t have any trouble believing Lincoln was too. I feel sorry for the guy. I get to live in jail, but he will die.

Now, I could be grateful and say at least  I am alive and well but I am alive and well in a fucking male prison. One female vs hundreds of horny male prisoners. How exciting.

~

Like almost everyday I sat a bench in the yard and began to read (your favourite book). It helps me escape for awhile. It’s been my routine to wake up, brush teeth, eat breakfast, get pushed into the yard and read.

Since I got here there’s been one guy who’s been watching me, making sure no one got close. I don’t think he realised I guessed it. Whenever a guy attempts to get close he will casually walk by and grab the guys hand, moving him into a corner; trying to act like they’re mates.

A filthy finger appeared on top of my book, forcing it to fall onto the table so I could pay attention to the man in front of me.

-”Morning princess” T-bag licked his lips, giving a cheeky wink which I did not appreciate.  

I ignored him, picking back up my book and reading from where I was rudely interrupted. This time he grabbed it out of my hand. In a tempt to get it back he moved it further away. I rolled my eyes, knowing he was enjoying every second of this.

-”What a sweet girl like you sitting all alone?”

I stood up, grabbing my book and began to walk away- “Getting away from a filthy fuck boy like you”

Before I could get remotely far away from him he grabbed my arm, turning me towards him forcefully; as he was doing so he managed to grab my neck- “You might want to treat a man with respect” he spat.

Michael grabbed T-bag’s shoulder, knocking him on the ground before standing over him- “I would run to you pack if I was you” Without a kick or a scream T-bag left.

My neck didn’t hurt, but I couldn’t remove my hand from it. I must of held on long enough to worry Michael because he came by my side to examine it.

-”Thank you” I slightly whispered, still in complete shock.

“Don’t sweat it”

~

That was 2 months ago, but I still think about it over and over. I mean, he could of left me… But he didn’t. Instead he let me in and is prepared to ruin his plan just for me.

I placed a paint brush down on a tray and walked beside Michael who was currently plastering- “Hey” I said, oddly shy.

He looked at me confused, all while still doing his work- “Sorry?”

I cleared my throat- “What?” I asked, worried.

He repeated what I said with shaking in his voice on purpose- “Hey” He chuckles and I’m left standing there smiling. I hit his arm hard- “Ouch”

-”Why are you helping me?” I straight out asked. No warning, no slur; just straight out there- “I mean, you didn’t have to. There’s way better people you could of added into your plan who are amazing and talented at this stuff; not to mention-”

I was cut off by his lips hitting mine. It was almost orgasmic. He pulled away, one hand around my waist as he lets his other hand fall loosely with the brush in the hand- “Does that answer your question?” I let out a giggle, kissing him while my hand ran across his jawline, down to his chest.

-”I dunno, maybe you should exaggerate a bit more?”

cheating plots i want:

  • i’m in love with you i swear but she’s really hot and i’m weak and this has been going on for two months and i still have no feelings for her, and i love you with all my heart but i can’t help myself and you should hate me. pls don’t ever find out??? ((she does find out)).
  • i’ve been with my partner for almost two years but my feelings for them haven’t been the same for a while and then i met you and suddenly i’m doing stupid shit to be with you and you make me feel like a damn teenager again but i don’t want to break my s.o’s heart???

I usually wouldn’t post this but I JUST found it in my phone & it brought tears to my eyes. So I had to show you how amazing my girlfriend is! .. I’m so unbelievably lucky to have Shereen! She’s showed me what love is & how someone should treat me! She’s given me my light back! She spoils me with all the love in the world even when I don’t deserve it! She does everything in her power to make me happy & every single day she still manages to show her appreciation for me and I’ve never had that. I’ve never had anything close to what we have.. I’m just so thankful and grateful that I even get to be in her presence half the time I forget that we have this amazing life together! Like gaaaaahhhhhhhhhh I just can’t with her 😩 baby you are something else I swear! I love you so much, I really don’t think i could ever tell or show you enough!

Forever & Always 💜 -Drisa