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The beginning of the end. Part 2

 What it feels like to gave everything and had nothing in return?

DEAN x Reader - A 

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 It all started two years ago, when you were in some random club hanging with your friends. All of you just graduated from the college and decided to celebrate this happy and at the same time sad event. After two shots of cocktail you went out to have some fresh air. There was nobody around except a bunch of guys, that discussed something very lively. They were funny dressed and didn’t seem to look like simple visitors. You just uttered a slight laugh. It was fun to watch them but you decided to go back to your friends, when suddenly you heard a loud exclaim.

“I won’t go without my hat!!!”

“Yaaaa, Hyuk, just calm down, it’s only hat.  Fuck it, just go without it”. The most weird looking guy shook his friends shoulder to calm him down. But he didn’t seem like giving up his idea. 

  The tention between two grew and you stopped to watch the action in a real life. You even forget that it was quite cold and you didn’t take something on, except your baseball cap. 

“I’m very glad, Jiho, that you’ve already had your debut, but I’m gonna have my own in a half a year, and my manager don’t allow me to perform on any stage, and that’s why I NEED THAT FUCKING HAT!!! That guy was really gorgeous even without his hat, but you understood that he needed it badly.

“Hey, guys!”. Without any hesitation you called them, took off your cap and approached them. They stood speechless, just staring at you. “I heard you have some problems with your hat, here you are.” You handed your cap to that annoyed guy and left. 

  And that’s how it went, you started dating in a couple of weeks, after few months you were living together. Dean introduced you to all his closest friends from the Fanxy crew, you were like a family. They always kept you in a good mood and treated you like their younger sister and  you helped them with some English lyrics, cause you were going to be an interpreter. It was your dream from the high school and you prepared to enter the university soon. 

“Hey, hyung, stop being an asshole, just let me listen to your new song.” You kicked Hyo.

“Why do you always call me hyung!?!! You are not a man, you should call me Oppa!!!” He began to tickle you.

“STOP THIS RIGHT NOW!!!” You screamed and laughted out loud when the door opened and Hyuk entered with three cups of coffee.

“Hyukk, save me, honey.” You can hardly say a word trying to catch your breath.

When Hyo saw Dean he stopped. His expression changed from playfull to serious. You couldn’t catch up with his changing of mood, but you didn’t pay much attention. You got used to his temper. 

  Dean had never been jelous except the time when you were with Hyo, you didn’t understand why, cause he never told you, he just became extremly angry.

“What happened between you two?” He asked without even looking at you and you knew he was angry.

“She is always calling me Hyung, that’s ridiculous!” Hyo tried to calm Hyuk down with his stupid sneak tone.

“You know, there should be only one Oppa in your life, all others are just side hyungs.” They looked at you and three of you  started to laugh. 

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anonymous asked:

DUDE. I went to get some iced coffee (because duh) and it came out and this handsome guy with a full sleeve of sexyass tattoos picked MINE up (wasn't even mad) and he looked at it for a sec and then turned to ME and then we had some witty ass banter and I left. But GODDAMn I would have totally let him have my coffee. He touched my straw, but he also touched my heart... wish he would also touch my tits but whatever. caa

OMG CAA I was literally thinking this morning about making a post wondering how you were doing.

Thank you for making me lol, maybe the next tattooed coffee guy will touch your tits. But hopefully not in the cafe, maybe wait til you get to a more private location. Unless that’s what you’re into and you won’t get arrested.

It’s really interesting to me that what is arguably Lance’s greatest strength is also his biggest source of insecurity. 

Like, this boy is so adaptable. You can throw him into space, into a war, into a new lion, and he’ll essentially shrug his shoulders and slot himself into place. What makes the kid a powerhouse is that you can put him in any circumstance and he’ll find out where he fits and pretty much be able to hold his own there. He can integrate himself into basically any group dynamic (see: rebel mermaids, Hunk + Lance + BoM, and Team Voltron after Shiro). What Lance brings to the table is an ability to do what’s needed, to fill roles that need filling, and to mesh with anyone. 

But, for someone who values standing out, that would be seen as a negative trait. Lance wants to carve out his own place in the group– it’s why he’s so attached to the idea of being the “sharpshooter” (though, that does appear to be a niche of his!!). To him, it seems like everyone else around him has this “thing” that makes them special and unique– and, since he doesn’t (or, at least, he thinks other people don’t think he does) he feels sort of average and unskilled by comparison. 

The creators have said before that Lance’s character is about “providing what’s needed at the time” and like. Exactly. His “thing” is that he can essentially take on any “thing” you need him to and do it at least decently. That’s what makes him unique, and I can’t wait to see him realize it.

“ᴡᴏᴡ, ɪᴛ’s ᴀɴ ʜᴏɴᴏʀ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴀ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴀᴍʙᴀʟɪ! ᴍᴏɴᴅᴀᴛᴛᴀ ᴡᴀs ᴀɴ ɪɴsᴘɪʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ.”“ᴛᴏ ᴜs ᴀʟʟ. ɪ ᴍɪss ʜɪᴍ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛʟʏ.”


Assassin’s Creed Origins + Scenery


Every room resets. Remember I told you that? Every room reverts to its original condition. Logically, the teleporter should do the same. Teleporter. Fancy word. Just like 3D printers, really, except they break down living matter and information, and transmit it. All you have to do is add energy. The room has reset, returned to its original condition when I arrived. That means there’s a copy of me still in the hard drive. Me, exactly as I was, when I first got here, seven thousand years ago. All I have to find is some energy. And all you need for energy is something to burn.

How long can I keep doing this, Clara? Burning the old me, to make a new one?

Heaven Sent, my favourite Capaldi Era episode as requested by @lullapiee​.


♡ The #NeverApart video is OUT – run off into the city with me ♡

Who is she Ketch?

A/N: So I was sitting at work this morning when this idea struck me and I was like…I HAVE TO WRITE THIS. Set during the current season so spoilers.

Summary: The British Men of Letters want info on all the American hunters & finally find something they can use against Sam & Dean to get the information.

Originally posted by faith-in-dean

Sam and Dean sat in their chairs as they glared at Ketch and the two other members of the British Men of Letters who had barged into the bunker. The boys had just returned home from a hunt Ketch had sent them on and were enjoying some beers when Ketch came through the door with his gun drawn.

“We wanna talk to Mick. Now.” Sam said as he scowled at the Englishman.

“Ah, about that. Mick, he’s dead, been dead for a couple of weeks now.” Ketch replied nonchalantly.  The Winchester’s continued to stare at Ketch, trying to not react to the news of Mick’s death.

“Why’d you kill him?” Dean questioned.

“Let’s just say that the, higher level members back home didn’t approve of the way he was handling things here in America. So he had to be handled.” Ketch told the brothers.

“What do you want?” Sam asked, changing the subject.

“Well, you see, those same members decided that we need to change our strategy towards you American hunters. Assimilate or eliminate.” Ketch said as he looked between Sam and Dean.

“So if we don’t take to your rules, you’re gonna kills us?” Sam replied.

“Yes. Now, we’re almost positive that you two are going to be a pain in our side and work against us so you’ll be handled, but first, you’re going to give us information about all the hunters you know.” Ketch stated as if it was a fact. 

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Okay but why is this so underrated— Lydia literally looks like a princess saving her prince, or the queen saving her king and then we have the precious cinnamon roll that is Scott McCall watching both of his best friends in the background again at yet another great moment.