US Presidents As Dril Tweets
  • George Washington: another day volunteering at the betsy ross museum. everyone keeps asking me if they can fuck the flag. buddy, they wont even let me fuck it
  • John Adams: "ah boo hoo hoo i want to post Foul comments to content leaders" Fat Chance, Dimwit. I will annihilate you under bulwark of the Law and God.
  • Thomas Jefferson: Q: If your post was proven by a counsil of wise men to be racist, or bullshit, would you bar it from the record? A: I do not delete my posts
  • James Madison: (sniffing a crumpled up one dollar bill i found on the floor of a dog kennel) ah.. thats greenbacks baby
  • James Monroe: for decades i have traversed the unforgiving mountains and rivers of south america, hoping to catch a glimpse of the fabled "ass downloader"
  • John Quincy Adams: "This Whole Thing Smacks Of Gender," i holler as i overturn my uncle's barbeque grill and turn the 4th of July into the 4th of Shit
  • Andrew Jackson: handing Faves over to my enemies is FRAUD !! base, contemptible FRAUD!
  • Martin Van Buren: Food $200
  • Data $150
  • Rent $800
  • Candles $3,600
  • Utility $150
  • someone who is good at the economy please help me budget this. my family is dying
  • William Henry Harrison: (spends all of 7 seconds skimming some blog posts) yep. just as i knew all along. having pnuamonia is good
  • John Tyler: fuck "jokes". everything i tweet is real. raw insight without the horse shit. no, i will NOT follow trolls. twitter dot com. i live for this
  • James K. Polk: thhere is no such thing as charisma, and art is fake. the only metrics by which we must determine the worth of a man are Strength and Wisdom
  • Zachary Taylor: the doctor reveals my blood pressure is 420 over 69. i hoot & holler outta the building while a bunch of losers tell me that im dying
  • Millard Fillmore: trying to heal..... please donate to my go fund me... $10 will make me less racist... $100 will make me extremely less racist...thank you...
  • Franklin Pierce: blocked. blocked. blocked. youre all blocked. none of you are free of sin
  • James Buchanan: #NationalGirlfriendDay please cherish your gal's.. in honor of us, the single Boys who must sacrifice all companionship to #CarryTheBrand...
  • Abraham Lincoln: unloading an entire belt of ammo at me with a minigun or some such device will now get you "Blocked"
  • Andrew Johnson: who the fuck is scraeming "LOG OFF" at my house. show yourself, coward. i will never log off
  • Ulysses S. Grant: i regret being tasked the emotional burden of maintaining the final bastion of morality and Nice manners in this endless ocean of human SHIT
  • Rutherford B. Hayes: using the toilet when i hear Our national anthem start to play. i do what i must. i stand tall in complete agony; as shit runs down my leg,
  • James A. Garfield: too much truth in such little time. feeling the heat cominh down to silence me... signing off........ for now
  • Chester A. Arthur: i WILL wise the fuck up. i WILL super charge my content for 2017. i WILL get blue check mark
  • Grover Cleveland: the way i see it, people who come on here and submit content that is not up to par, could possibly be considered the "Villains" of this site
  • Benjamin Harrison: i help every body, im not racist, i keep myself nice, and when i ask for a single re-tweet in return i am told to fuck off, fuck myself, etc
  • William McKinley: boy oh boy do i love purchasing large amounnts of Fool's Gold. wait a minute... fools gold fucking sucks. this stuff is no good..!! Fuck !!!
  • William H. Taft: ah.. the perfect Souffle! cant wait to dig in to t(*EVERY PIPE IN MY HOUSE EXPLODES AT THE SAME TIME, COVERING ME IN SHIT AND BOILING WATER*
  • Woodrow Wilson: the conflicted supersoldier stares over the horizon as he smokes a cigarette. "war is the most fucked up thing ever." he takes a sip of beer
  • Warren G. Harding: somebody please Bribe me
  • Calvin Coolidge: aggressively joyless oaf hhere. painfully obnoxious respect demander checkign in. extremely dim witted frowning man looking for pals
  • Herbert Hoover: it is really quite astonishing that I have yet to win The Lottery, given how good I am at selecting six numbers and saying them out loud
  • Franklin D. Roosevelt: ive never heard of this “europe” but it sounds like a big bunch of shit to me
  • Harry Truman: everybody wants to be the guy to write the tweet that solves racism once and for all because it would look good as hell on a resume
  • Dwight D. Eisenhower: my "F*&k It!! Let's Go Golfin" t-shirt maintains a tenacious stranglehold on my life. after 1,125 days of Golf my body is twisted, deformed
  • John F. Kennedy: when you do sutuff like... shoot my jaw clean off of my face with a sniper rifle, it mostly reflects poorly on your self
  • Lyndon B. Johnson: incredibly handsome , charismatic famous boy credited with ending income inequality after saying that slumlords should be called "dumblords"
  • Richard Nixon: i attribute the complete failure of my brand to the actions of detractors, oor my “trolls”, as it were, as well as my own constant fuckups
  • Gerald Ford: shutting computer down until the shitty moods & attitudes can fuck off., if you need me ill be on my other computer, sititng 60° to my right
  • Jimmy Carter: i warnned you all that bad things would happen if you kept letting your wives wear jeans. AND NOW LOOK! the damn gas prices are up again
  • Ronald Reagan: spend a lot of time thinking about how sometimes even war criminals can be heroes sometimes... Dont like it? Click the unfollow buttobn
  • George H.W. Bush: just thought off an idea i believe to be bad ass. lets find the address of the leader of isis, and mail him/ her pieces of our SHIT
  • Bill Clinton: were at the point now, that when i offer to impregnate my girl followers, people assume my motives are sexual. disgusting, grow the fuck up,
  • George W. Bush: friday night gathering up together a big pile of things i like to respect (flags, crucifixes ,etc) and just roll around in it ,give kisses,
  • Barack Obama: my IQ has increased 10 points ever since i stopped tollerating people mucking about, on the time line
  • Donald Trump: no

alexander hamilton

↠words are my talent until i’m with you

↠ genre: college! au; fluff/romance; humor

↠ word count: 2.6k

↠ request: could you do the college! hansol one? thank u!

↠ authors note: ahh i finally got round to this enjoy (it’s long… again)

  • Well here we go the college! Hansol au I mean to write a couple of months ago
  • I think his major would be music
  • And his minor would be something like psychology
  • Because he knew music was his passion
  • and it had been as long as he could remember
  • and he figured that along the side psychology would be good because he finds it really interesting how the mind works
  • and he’s interested in how emotions work because that’s kind of what he harnesses when creating his music ya know?
  • So it’s kind of linked
  • he also does dance
  • because he figured that it was a good idea to stay in shape and it was cool because it kind of linked with the music

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What do Sicilians eat for breakfast?

When Sicilians have breakfast at home, they eat a variety of things, depending on their preferences. Sicilians like drinking espresso or melk with biscuits, rusks, milk or yogurt with cereals, bread with butter and jam and in some occasions homemade cakes or other sweet snacks.

Not many other countries have sweet food for breakfast. I don’t know why we do so, maybe because nobody really likes waking up early to go to work or to school, so we need a tothsome breakfmeal ast in order to have a sweet start of the day and to be on an happy mood in the morning. 

In Sicily people can have breakfast out in a bar. A bar is a place similar to a café where people usually go in the morning to drink coffee, cappuccino, or to eat pastries, sweets, etc. Sicilians never drink cappuccino after breakfast. 

Breakfast in Sicily is very cheap. In many bars you can pay only 0.50 cents for an espresso or about 1.50 euros for a cappuccino with a croissant, depending on the area.

In some bars, besides the usual croissant with no fillings inside, you can find also some filled with nutella, custard cream, jam, sweet ricotta, white chocolate, pistacho, hazelnut, etc. Other sweets or pastries eaten in the bar during breakfast are Iris (a baked or fried dough filled with ricotta), fried donuts, treccine (a braided brioche with sugar), etc. 

Sicilians have sometimes savoury food for breakfast, like sausage rolls, arancine, calzoni, pizzette, etc. 

In winter it is common to drink hot chocolate while in summer Sicilians enjoy eating a granita or an ice cream with a very soft brioche (like in the picture). 

Usually Sicilians like to sititng in the bar and to take their time to enjoy their breakfast, or if they are in a hurry they drink a shot of cappuccino in the bar and then they leave. Sicilian never drink coffee or cappucino on the way. 

What about you and your country?

What do you eat for breakfast? 

Leaving Her Behind [Suga Angst]

Originally posted by yoonkooks

He would do nothing but push you away. He would push you away everytime you were too close. He would shut you out everytime you thought that he had opened up for you. He never trusted you enough to let you know him. He didn’t let you know his problems, even if you knew that something was bothering him. Even if you had been together for years and you’ve been beside him through it all, he never saw you as someone he could tell his secrets or his problems to. It was never you, it was always someone else.

Were you not good enough? The full of love glances he always gave you were all gone and it was now replaced with ice cold looks and you felt disgusted. Were you the problem that he was so distant? That he didn’t want you near because you weren’t like the others?

Yoongi and you were happy at first. You were the one to confess and sadly, you got rejected the first time. But never did you give up on him. Because you were in love, madly in love and nothing could ever change that. Min Yoongi wasn’t the one to show his feelings easily and you had come to learn to live with it. He could be caring sometimes but then he could change 360 degrees as if he realized what he was doing was wrong.

Being in a relationship where you were the only one having hopes in the two of you were hard. But something were dragging you down everytime you tried to stand up and leave. Perhaps it was because you were scared of losing him. Perhaps it was because you had already lost him but couldn’t believe it. All these years. Maybe that was the problem.

“Do you want me to stay over? Yoongi might not get home today either” Jin said and sighed. You shook your head and gave him a small smile to let him know that you were okay.
Beside Yoongi, Jin was the only friend that you had. He was like a brother to you. He knew how you were feeling just by looking at you. Jin was a good friend and you appreciated everything he had done for you.

“It’s okay, I’m used to this already”

You knew Jin didn’t want you to stay with Yoongi. Jin saw you as a little sister who needed protection from everything on this planet. He knew you had gone through a lot and didn’t deserve more shit and especially not from Yoongi.

“I’ll be leaving then, call me anytime. In the middle of the night or whatever. You know I will always be on your side, Y/N-ah” Jin said before getting up.
“Thank you, really
Jin gave you one of his flawless smiles before ruffling your hair and leaving.

You heard his foot steps before you saw him. You turned around so that your back was turned, facing the door. You didn’t want to have another argument with him. You knew he had been drinking and that something had happened, but you were tired of trying. Tired of trying to get him open up for you.

The door to your shared bedroom opened and you heard him sigh. Maybe you were selfish for not letting him go even though you knew he had someone else by his side when you weren’t there. Maybe you were stupid for still loving and caring for him even if he hurt you by pushing you away everytime you tried too hard to get closer.

But that was what love was about, wasn’t it? To not give up on the one that you love. But then sometimes you thought about fate. Was it meant to be this way? Did he know that he hurt you and that you were so close to losing all the hopes and leave for good?

You felt the smell of alcohol before you felt his arm wrapping itself around your waist. Yoongi wasn’t a bad person, you knew that. It was just that he didn’t trust people easily and you understood that. But you wished that he could at least open up for you, his girlfriend. You tried everything to make him believe you. You didn’t know how and why he couldn’t trust you enough to even tell you about why he feels so bad that he had to drink every night and then not come home in a proper state.

Being his girlfriend, you wanted him to tell you things, to trust you and to let you be there for him.
“Yoongi?” you whispered and turned around, facing him. His eyes were tired with puffy bags under them and you felt bad for not being able to make him feel better.
What happened?” you tried, even though you knew his answer before it even left his lips.

“Nothing, Y/N, don’t worry” he said, sititng up to leave. But you didn’t let him. You were tired of waiting and trying to get him to say something. You were tired of always being the one to take the first step in the relationship. You were tired of him not making anything to at least show you how much you meant to him.

Stay right there, Min Yoongi. Don’t you dare take another step” you told him before getting up and walking to him so that you were making it impossible for him to walk out of there.

“I’m not in the mood for another argument, Y/N. Move,” he sighed and grabbed you by the waist, an attempt to make you move away. But you knew better than that. Grabbing his hands in yours before you intertwined your hands together, which you knew was his weak point.

“Do you think I like it when we fight every night? Do you think I enjoy sleeping without you every night? I’m trying so hard Yoongi, I’m trying too hard so we can work this out. But it’s impossible when all you do is work, drink and come home drunk. I’m tired of trying” you told him truthfully.

But he didn’t give you the answer you wished he would. Instead, he starred at you for a long time before dropping your hands.
Then don’t try,” his voice was low and full of confidence, like he had thought about that for a long time and one hundred percent sure about it.


“I know you heard me Y/N. Don’t try to make it work. We both know that it’s not going to work. So don’t try, you can let go whenever” he said it so surely that you didn’t even have any doubts about the words that were flying out from his lips. Lips that you loved kissing but now were the ones you hated the most.

How could you ever let go of him? The one you truly love. How could he say it like it was the easiest thing to do on this planet, to let go of him?
“Why are you doing this? If you say that you know it won’t work, then why did you kiss me and hug me and love me all these years?! ANSWER ME MIN YOONGI! Why am I the only one you don’t open up to? Why can’t you tell me your problems while you can go and tell her? Please let me know…”

You want to know? You really want to know?”

“Because I know you’re cheating. I know you love Jin hyung. I can see it in your eyes Y/N. I know you. Hell, I’ve known you for years and never have you ever looked at me like that. I want a woman to look at me like I’m the only one in her world and you don’t look at me like that. You say it, but you don’t show it. She gives me what I want, she shows me that I’m the only man in her world.” his face was stone hard, emotionlessly and somehow it hurt more than his words.

“What are you talking about?” you asked him, confused. Was he really accusing you for cheating now?
He left out a chuckle as he shook his head before turning around and walking towards his closet.
“I don’t even know why I wanted to stay from the beginning” you heard him say, loud enough for you to hear. You weren’t as hurt as you were angry. Angry because he didn’t trust you and that he could so easily go and accuse you for something you clearly haven’t done. You could never do that to Yoongi. Not cheating. You hated cheaters and he was one. But you hated that you couldn’t hate him.

You hated how easy it was for your tears to escape from your eyes. You didn’t want to cry but sadly, you were and more tears started to stream down your face when you saw him walking past you with his bag with clothes.

“Where are you going?” you asked, wiping away your tears as you walked after him. Yoongi completely ignored you and before you could reach out for him, he turned around with his eyes ice cold, starring right into your eyes.
“It’s over, Y/N” and then he was leaving.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR SUGA. I can’t descibe how much I love him and his music and everything with him. He truely is someone I look up to. His personality and talents are amazing and this world wouldn’t be as good without him. 

We ARMYs really do appreciate everything you do for us. How caring you are and how much you and your memebrs work just so we can enjoy life a little more. 

Thank you for writing and doing such motivational och inspirational songs. I love you!


Also, I ended this as a cliff hanger again… I was wondering if you guys want a part 2 because I actually have an idea this time. Please let me know and I’ll work on that as soon as possible!

I hope you enjoyed it ~

Zant applied to become a member of the legion of fully clothed warriors, but was rejected on the basis that he doesn’t wear real pants Refusing to let the opinions of others stop him, Zant created his own clothing line. It exclusively sells crocs and zants: pants made from those spinny car wash mops

so here’s a traumatic story from my childhood that i just remembered:

the year is 2005, i am nine years old and i’m OBSESSED with hilary duff….i would’ve died for her honestly i stanned hilary duff so hard. i was still reeling from the 2004 ending of  lizzie mcguire and the great hilary duff-lindsay lohan feud of 2004. and my 11 year old sister (who was equally as obsessed with hilary) befriends aliana lohan, lindsay’s sister because ali was on my sisters soccer team. so i wasnt exactly.. . lets say as mature as i am today and i had like all posters from j14, tiger beat, bop and the like all over my wall as one does in 2005 but i SPECIFICALLY had one section of one wall in my room designated for celebrities i HATED and i would like draw mustaches and unibrows and blackout their teeth like a crazy person and, because i was a loyal hilary duff stan, i had like 4930029 posters of lindsay lohan with like blacked out teeth and stuff on this “wall of shame” as i called it. so ali is about to come over but i didnt know and it was the first time she’d ever come to my house and my moms like opening the door and i hear ali’s voice and i look at my sister and im liek…. oh my fucking god AND I HAVE TO SPPRRRIINTNTN up the fucking stairs before ali can even like think about going upstairs bc when yorue that young and having a playdate for whatever fuckign REASON THE PERSON GETS LIEK SOME GRAND TOUR OF THE HOUSE so ali is lITELRLALY about to go into my room where VANDALIZED PICTURES OF HER SISTER ARE LINING THE FUCKIGN WALL….BECAUSE IM A PSYCHO…. and i litelrlay,, int he most fluid of motions RAN ALONG THAT WALL AND RIPPED EVERY POSTER OFF OF THE WALL LIKE WALL OF SHAME PICTURE OR NOT and jsut sprinted to my bed posters in hand sHOVED THEM UNDER MY PILLOW JUMEPD ON MY BED AND PRETENDED TO LIEK. . IDK LIEK FUCKING READ OR SOMETHIGN i did this all in maybe 3 seconds and ali like pokes her head in my room to say hi looks around and is liek “:) nice room” and im sititng there….sweating like “:-) haha.. thx” and she leaves like literlalyl the whole encounter lasted .5 milsiencdos and i never ever ever had any posters on my wall after that bc i was so fucjing traumatized from STRATEGICALLY RIPPING DOWN the vandalized posters of lindsay lohan and every poster of hilary duff in case ali would find my stanning of hilary duff offensive…the end. i cannot stress how traumatizing this was lik e to this day i dont decorate the walls of my room because im so shaken from the experience it has been over ten years aaron carter basically nearly fucking ruined my life

makobunzz  asked:

hello. recently I read a post that stated "makoharu shippers just ship makoharu because it's easier to ship, since they are already bros and all. rinharu is better because its much more dynamic" of course, I completely disagree with this statement. anyways, my question is: why do YOU ship Makoharu? i'm really curious. and what are your thoughts on this statment? :) (also your blog is my favourite ily god bless)

Someone actually said that??? That’s so ridiculous I can’t believe it. Some people are so petty.

Anyways this is going to be a long makoharu post and it’s probably going to show up in the rh tag because you used the ship name in the ask so I’m sorry for anyone who doesn’t want to see this but here I go.

Oh gosh where do i even begin?? Because I could (and I have lmfao) written log makoharu analyses about single episodes ALONE. Honestly everything in this post is just skimming the top of the water so i guess I’ll just go over a few very big ones. I’ll start off small. 

I guess the smallest reason would just be looks they give each other.

I mean look at Makoto in this gif. Look at the way he admires Haru then laughs at his silliness and the look Haru gives Makoto back ahhh my heart can’t take it they’re just so sweet.

And then there’s this gif. The sparkles in their eyes. The absolute adoration Makoto has for Haru. The way Haru stares back in disbelief with the same sparkling expression. This definately reminds me of scenes in romance animes where they confess their love to each other.

AND THEN THIS PICTURE RIGHT HERE. Look at how sweetly Makoto is grasping Haru’s hand, his other hand mostly likely gripping around haru’s back. It’s such a sweet embrace and the once again we see Makoto giving Haru an adorning look as Haru stares back, wide eyed and just as equally blown away.

*Deep sigh* Now that THAT’s out of the way, rest my soul, I guess I’ll go completely out of order with the series and just go with the general topic of how much they care for each other.

Even now I don’t know where to start? Jealousy. I’ll start with jealousy. Many people like to say things like “Oh haru doesn’t care about makoto bluh bluh bluh’ and every time I bring up

This episode. I have written an entire makoharu post about this episode alone. Haru has never been one to dislike people just for befriending his friends or them doing other activities together, but as soon as someone tries taking MAKOTO from him then he becomes jealous and actually begins disliking the person.

Makoto is the only person in the series that we have seen make Haru act this way towards someone else. Makoto is HIS best friend and anyone who tries stealing him away is on his shit list. 

And Makoto on the same hand is canonically jealous over Haru too. I forget the episode (because I haven’t watched free! in so long I am sorry) but in season 2 makoto says something along the lines “Maybe I’m jealous of Rin” Because he wants to be the one to swim alongside Haru in a race. He wants to be able to swim with haru on his level.

MMMF actually before I move on i think it was either later that episode or the next episode where they DO race and haru ends up winning and Makoto is about to cry and Haru looks absolutely TERRIFIED because he would never want Makoto to cry and think about quitting swimming because it would break him (hold that thought too lmfaoo) But makoto laughs it off BECAUSE HE KNOWS how much it would hurt Haru if he began crying.

Now that whole ‘breaking’ comment is going to have to wait a little bit more because now I’m on the subject of them being protective.

haru has always been protective over Makoto. Letting Makoto hide behind him when he’s scared. In this scene we see Haru holding Makoto’s hand as Makoto trembles in fear. The concern Haru has Makoto in this scene makes my heart weep. He just wants him to feel safe. Haru is doing everything he can to comfort Makoto.

About to kill 2 birds with one stone here: concern and the almost make out scene….and fear as well. Ahhh I’m so all over the place I’m sorry.

THIS SCENE. THIS EPISODE. WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN WITH THIS EPISODE. The concern. The fear haru has in his eyes over his darling friend. “Is Makoto okay? Oh fuck is he okay?” He is SCARED to look Makoto. Then they almost touch lips but no CPR is too gay so Makoto breathes again but anyways moving on.

After this we have the iconic makoharu scene that i could, once again, write an entire post about in itself where makoto tells Haru “It’s meaningless unless I’m with you” which is basically a confession in this show let’s face it.

(Not the same episode, but the point of ‘it’s meaningless without you’ is a reoccurring makoharu theme. Lmfao Haru didn’t even want to join the swimming cub at first. only because of makoto :0) ) 

Also, after this we see Haru get very angry at Rei, for not only risking himself but also his friends. He almost LOST Makoto over this. He scolds Rei pretty harshly. I think haru was also a little mad he had to drag makoto into this because of his fear of the ocean.

Real quick add on: Haru canonly walks between Makoto and the ocean to protect makoto from the ocean hahahahahaha (end me)


Once again, could do a whole post, blah blah blah

anyways we have seen Haru get in MULTIPLE confrontations and fights over the two seasons. Mostly between Rin and sousuke, and not a single one affected haru as much as the fight he had Makoto.

Haru expects other people to bring the subject of a dream up to him, but not Makoto. haru just expects Makoto to let Haru do his thing, but no, Makoto knows what HARU wants, and unlike other characters who were simply pushing themselves and their wants onto Haru, makoto is doing this FOR Haru because he knows this is what HARU wants.

Makoto knows he can’t just let Haru go on with what he’s doing because he knows haru isn’t okay. That he isn’t happy. he’s concerned.

AND THEN MAKOTO DROPS THE BOMB AND WE SEE HARU ABSOLUTELY FUCKING BREAK. Haru has never broken down like this over any other character. he was fine leaving Rei and Nagisa behind for the swim club. he was okay with letting Rin go off and do whateverthefuck in the Olympics, but as soon as Makoto tells him that he’s leaving haru fucking breaks, because he thought Makoto would always be by his side. He’s the person haru always wanted to be with. Haru RUNS away from makoto with a fucking broken heart and we see him lying in his bed absolutely fucking wrecked with sadness. Enough to where he’s willing enough to leave the country to be away from makoto-

STOP, okay some things I need to say here 1. haru did in fact say he was pretty much only willing to go australia because he was so torn up over his fight with Makoto 2. MAKOTO was the one who even told Rin to fucking do anything. Makoto was the one that texted Rin. Makoto is the one that got him to go on the trip. makoto was the one that cared.


After that whole cluster fuck of an episode 12 in season 2 of forced fan service and destroyed character development we get episode 13 and THIS beautiful scene

*Laughs bc once again I have written full posts on this 10 second scene alone* The welcome back was animated so fucking BEAUTIFULLY. The attention to detail, how much care the creators put in to showing how happy and relieved, but also nervous and scared haru was to see Makoto again, The way Makoto sweetly welcomes haru HOME (ahhhh!!!! HE IS HOME) and the way haru just looks so overcome that he almost breaks into tears of relief. So beautiful.

Then they make up with this sweet scene and the world is once again all fine. Also haru does that little scoot scoot towards his boyfriend haha we saw you haru you ain’t slick. (Fuck you kyoani that was the worst 2 weeks of my fucking life) 

Then we have the race between iwatobi and OH….OH MY GOD. the way makoto and Haru look at each other for that fucking scene in the race oh my god

DO YOU SEE THIS??? DO YOU FUCKING SEE THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE. Like they have this entire moment to themselves. just love, and trust and.. so much going on here. Then Rei and Nagisa swam up together. makoto and Haru got their own moment to illustrate the importance of their relationship.

Then there’s the scene where they’re all hugging and Haru smiles and oh my god my heart I’M DEAD.



Oh my oh my god I’m a mess um smaller things now

Cute shit like this. Makoto doting over Haru like this. It’s so sweet they’re so in love. More so the high speed movie! Once again, there are full posts by people who have seen the movie, but this movie wow. We get the ebautiful conflict Makoto has “Do I swim because I like swimming or because I like Haru” and Haru getting sad that makoto begins avoiding him to figure out but then we get the reconciliation and the BEAUTIFUL FUCKING SWIMMING SCENE. oh my god and after that we get Makoto saying he Loves swimming and he LOVES HARU *Slams cards down on the table to collect my jackpot money*

Although this is not the first time Makoto has voiced the word ‘love’ towards Haru. I believe the first time is in the makoharu fireworks scene in season 1… or maybe it was the fireworks scene in season 2 haha sorry i can’t keep my romantic multiple firework scenes in check.

Wow this has gotten way too long and I had actually planned on doing MORE but this post is already…wow. Anyways I’ll just wrap it up with this:

Anyone who doesn’t think Makoharu has dynamics, development, OR backing obviously didn’t watch the show and are just being bitter lil babies.

Our Best Girl

Originally posted by there-and-always-back-again

Originally posted by acklesjpeg

Avengers x reader

Request: Hello, I would first like to say that I love your writing. The second thing was a request. I was wondering if I could request a oneshot including some of the Avengers, doesn’t matter who, and the reader. Maybe the reader gets kidnapped and when they get rescued, the team finds out that the reader sucks their thumb or something of that nature. Please and thank you!

A/n: I just used all of them but I wanted to include Bucky. Hope you don’t mind that!!

Genre: Slight Angst, Friendship, Family

Rated: Everyone

Warning: Swearing, kidnapped reader, slight angst

Author: Chris-Evans-Imagines, Captain

If there is more to it than meets the eye when it comes to fighting, you were that. You were one hell of a fighter, even if you weren’t an actual avenger, you could still kick ass. However, not everyone, not even Captain America himself, was invincible. You could be considered that though. You, Bucky, and the Avengers had been out on a camping trip, taking a well needed vacation. However, as fucking always, something bad happened. Hydra had found your location and hundreds of agents had invaded the campsite. You all had fought long and hard, but you had gotten tired. You hadn’t seen the one behind you and the next moment, a rag was put over your mouth and you were being dragged away. Kicking, biting, screaming, you tried to get the others attention. However, the agents of Hydra were keeping them busy so you decided to drop one of your most prized possessions. A (Object) that had been given to you by your father. He had gotten it from his father, who had bought it during World War II. It was a gift to your grandmother and ever since then, it’s been passed down generation to generation. You never went anywhere without it. So, you had faith that the Avengers, and Bucky, would notice that. Now, here you were, tied up to a wall, facing the concrete, filthy wall that separated you from freedom. A burning sensation ripped through your back every few seconds, making you grit your teeth and tears threaten to spill through your squeezed eyes. You had been whipped about ten times now, the Hydra agents screaming at you. 

“What do you know about the Winter Soldier?!”

“I don’t know, I’ve told you! He never speaks to me, at all!”

Another lash. You grunted and panted, clenching your sweaty body. They left you there, hanging on the wall, and a moment later, a woman came in. She had on a white, nurse outfit and she had a basket full of bandages in her arm. She sat down behind me and started to wrap my bandages. 

“Parlez-vous français?” (Do you speak French?)

You frowned. Why was there a native of France here? Was she like you? YOu swallowed thickly and whispered back. 

“Oui, je parle français. S'il vous plaît dites-moi. Savez-vous ce qu'ils vont faire pour moi si je ne leur dis pas à propos de Winter Soldier?” (Yes, I speak French. Please, tell me. Do you know what they will do to me if I don’t tell them about the Winter Soldier?)

She shook her head and whispered back to me right in my ear.

“Les Vengeurs sont sur ​​leur chemin.” (The Avengers are on their way)

You felt relieved and relaxed, your back seeming to not even burn or hurt anymore and you whispered in German. 

Danke Gott.” (Thank [you] god)

You heard the woman leave and a couple of minutes later, Highway to Hell started to play and you smiled softly, saying. 

“Right on time, Tony.”

The wall beside you was blasted through, Bucky and Steve running in and Bucky exclaimed, running to you. 


“Bucky, Steve!”

They both smiled softly at you and Steve said, getting you out of your shackles. Steve picked you up and immediately, you started to bite your nails. Bucky had his weapon up, aiming and ready to shoot any Hydra that came your way and Tony, clad in his Iron Man suit, said. 

“Finally decided to join us?”

You continued to bite your nail. A couple minutes later, you were sitting on the jet and Bucky sat beside you, something in his hand. 

“I…think you dropped this, you know.”

In his hand was your necklace and you stopped biting your nail, smiling at Bucky. 

“Thank you Bucky…”

He smiled back at you and your finger came up to your mouth. Clint asked. 

“Why do you keep biting your nail?”

Natasha and Bruce looked over and you replied, Thor tilting his head a bit. 

“I..bite my nail if I’m anxious or paranoid…it’s just a habit that I have.”

Clint mouthed ‘oh’ and Thor decided to ask, a hand on your shoulder. 

“Are you sure that you are alright, Lady (Y/n)?”

You nodded and replied. 

“I’m just glad to be back with my favorite people.”

They all smile, Tony saying. 

“I’m everyone’s favorite person, I already know that. But thanks for the throught.”
You threw your shoe at him. Tony dodged and Bruce smiled a little, rubbing his hands together and he grabbed the hydrogen peroxide, some cotton balls, and a bandage. Sititng in front of you, he carefully pulled your hair back to reveal a gash on your head. You hadn’t even noticed it. Carefully, he dipped the cotton in the peroxide and dabbed it onto your wound. You hissed slightly but was otherwise ok. You were used to being beat up like this and Natasha said. 

“We were worried about you, you know. We didn’t know if they had left you alive or…killed you.”

You responded. 

“There were a couple of other people there, hostages….but they escaped. I made sure that they did. They were going to kill me but they wanted information so they didn’t.”

“What did they want to know?”

Bucky asked. You looked at him and then looked down, biting your nail. Bucky slowly nodded, understanding and Clint said, crossing his arms and propping his foot up on another chair. 

“Well, we won’t let them get to you like that again.”

Steve smiled and nodded. 

“I agree. We can’t lose our best girl, now can we?”

You smiled at them all, blushing and biting your nail.

Our Whole Life Is A Prank: Jack Barakat

Okay so this might sound weird, but could you do an imagine in which y/n is Alex’s sister, and he’s been really overprotective and annoying lately, so y/n and Jack decide to make him think they’re together when they’re really just friends? But things kind of spiral and they realize they actually like each other? Lol I hope this makes sense! Either way, you’re such good writers that it’ll be beautiful regardless ☺️


You and Jack sat on the side of your daughters bed. She said she wasn’t tired yet, so the three of you were just talking.

“We pulled a prank on my brother, your Uncle Alex time time. We made him think we were together.”

“Oh my God.” Jack whispered. “Our whole life’s been a prank!”


Day 1:

You and Jack sat in the lounge of the tour bus playing video games.

Alex, your older brother walked in and sat between the two of you. You and Jack had been sitting pretty close, so he really just sat in both if you.

“Alex, what the fuck?” You threw your hands up, as he had caused you to lose, and Jack to win.

“You were sitting too close. Go put some clothes on!”

You looked down at yourself. You were still in your pajamas: just your underwear and a long shirt.
You rolled your eyes, but left anyways. After changing into leggings and a baggy sweatshirt you had stolen from him years ago. You returned to find only Alex.

“What was that all about, Lex?” You asked. “We were just playing video games.”

“Yeah, but you know Jack, he’s a little…”


“Yeah. Plus, you’re my baby sister.”

“Lex. Two years. Only two years.”

“Hey. Seven hundred and thirty days.”

“You’re only trying to make it seem longer.”

“You are correct.”

Jack appeared in the doorway. “Hey, Y/N? Can I talk to you for a sec?”

“Sure.” You stick out your tongue at Alex, who rolled his eyes and walked out. “LOVE YOU!” You called after him.

“I KNOW!” He shouted back.

“Yes, Jack?” You asked, sitting down.

“I heard what Alex said to you.”


“Wanna piss him off?”

“More than anything I’ve ever wanted ever.” You spoke slowly.

“Fake date?”

“Fake date.” You grinned.


You watched Alex out of the corner of your eye as Jack put his arm around your waist as you and the guys walked to a nearby coffee place. You leaned into him, hoping to get a reaction, but Alex did nothing. He looked pissed, yeah. But he didn’t say anything. Still watching your brother, you grabbed Jack’s hand and kissed his cheek. Alex groaned loudly and stepped between you two.

“Enough, no. No more of… what ever this is.” He gestured to you and Jack. “FUCK!”

You and Jack both cracked up, almost falling over from laughing so hard. Still laughing, the two of you fist bumped.

“What’s happening?” You heard Zach whisper to Rian.

“What?” Alex asked, his voice strained. “Why are you laughing?”

“Nothing. Nothing.” You waved your hand in dismissal, still laighing slightly. Then you turned to Jack and whispered, “What’s next?”

Day 2:

You pulled Jack into your bunk and straddled him. You felt your cheeks warm up as you realized how you were sititng on him, in a VERY SEXUAL WAY. ‘Its just Jack’ you told yourself. You messed up his hair, then your own. Then you smacked your hand on the wall.

“What the…” You heard Alex walk to the bunk area. Waiting until he was right outside your bunk, Jack let out a loud moan.

Alex flipped out. “NO. NO. GOD DAMN IT, FUCK!”

You suppressed a laugh and looked down at Jack who was grinning massively.

“Jack!” You moaned. That’s when Alex pulled the curtain open and pulled you out. You were laughing so hard you couldn’t breathe. When he set you down, you collapsed on the floor. You heard Jack cackling in your bunk.

“Why are you laughing?” Alex cried exasperated.

“You……..” You tried to explain but ended in a another fit of laughter.

“This was a joke. Wasn’t it?” Alex asked. Zach and Rian looked up grinning. You guessed Jack had told them before hand, or just weren’t dumb enough to actually believe it.

Probably both.

“YEP!” Jack shouted triumphantly.

“You guys are the worst.” Alex muttered, turning and walking off.

“That was awesome.” Rian high fived the both if you.


It had been a few weeks since you and Jack messed with Alex.

You stood back stage, watching your best friends and brither perform their last song. You found yourself staring at Jack quite a few times. How he ran around the stage, how happy he was, his smile…

You shook your head. ‘Its just Jack, you’ve known him forever.’ You thought to yourself, turning to watch the others, not just Jack. You couldn’t start liking him now, he’s your brothers best friend! Alex would flip, you knew that much based on what happened when you and Jack had pretended to be together.

You shook your head. You didn’t like Jack. You sighed and sat down against one of the huge speakers.

You remembered the butterflies you felt when you and Jack were in your bunk, how he made you feel…

Just utterly happy.

You put your head in your hands. 'Just forget it. This is Jack. You don’t like him, you just think you do.’

You stood up and took a deep breath. 'Forget it.’

The guys finally finished their set and ran off stage. Alex hugged you tight.

“Aw, Lex!” You scrunched up your nose. “You need a shower!”

Before you could stop them, Jack, Rian and Zach all hugged you, despite the sweat.

“Ew!” You said, laughing. You felt Zach kiss you on the cheek, a friendly gesture he’d always done.

You heard the boys run off, but someone was still hugging you.

You opened your eyes to dind that Jack was still there with a silly grin plastered on his face.

“Uh, Jack?” You raised your eyebrows. “You can let go now.”


“Jack.” You said again, cheeks flaming from how close he was.


“You’re still hugging me.”

“You love it.“He said, standing back up.

"Sure.” You nodded sarcastically.

“You did.” He said slowly.

“Excuse me?”

“Can you even feel how fast your your is beating right now?” He laughed. “I’m pretty sure the others noticed it when they hugged you, too.”

“It’s not beating fast.” You rolled your eyes and turned away.

“Really? So if I were to kiss you, nothing would happen?”

“If you were to what-” Jack cut you off by pressing his lips to your. That little shit. You placed your hands on his shoulders and stood up in the tips of your toes and kissed him back.

“I told you.” Jack said as he pulled back, smirking.

That cheeky little shit.


“And that is how your father forced me to love him.” You concluded. Your daughter stared at you.

“What!? Wow.” Jack rolled his eyes.

“I’m kidding, I love you!” 


*Please send in requests!*


Why would you risk your life for this?

My mother gave it to me. My mom liked sharing with me the pop songs she loved growing up. I happened to have it on me when I…the day that she…when I left earth.

What do you do with it?

Do with it? Nothing, you listen to it. Or you can dance.

I’m a warrior, and an assassin, I do not dance. 

fee&kee au - stuff explained

ships: gimli/legolas, aragorn/arwen, faramir/eowyn, bilbo/thorin, ace!fili/kili/tauriel and maybe some bard/thranduil and dwalin/ori ???

what they are all doing generally speaking: 

Thorin - CEO of Erebor Industries (what does it do? idk?), Dis - Corporate Lawyer, Bilbo - English Prof, Elrond - History Prof, Gandalf - Language Prof, Dwalin/ Thranduil/ Bard - idk adults i havent actually come up with jobs for them or any of the rest of the company apart from the obvious things

Ori - grad student studying film making/screen-writing (if im gonna do dwalin/ori he cant be too young ja feel?), Fili - senior in college, Kili/Tauriel/Bolg - juniors in college, Arwen/Legolas - sophomores in college, Gimli/Aragorn/Boromir/Eomer - freshman in college, Faramir/Eowyn - seniors in highschool, Sam/Merry/Pippin/Frodo (yes they will be in this au) - elementary school (like 1st or 2nd grade)

Random Headcanons

Their uni is in rivendell. This au exists in Middle-Earth its just /modern/ and everyone is kinda human sized (although I am trying to keep some of the height differences?? just usually people are sititng or something so you cant even really tell. but leggles is deffo taller than gimli okay cool bye.) So all the places are from Middle-Earth. They dont like go to New York one weekend or something.

apparently tv shows and movies do exist and everyone is obsessed with criminal minds cause lbr criminal minds

Fili, Kili, and Gimli live in a house a block off campus they call House Durin cause they are dumb (gimli got out of living in the dorms cause hes living with “family” way to go cheatin the system babe)

Legolas and Tauriel live in an apartment together they call Greenwood Loft

Boromir and Aragorn are roomies in the dorms and constantly talk about how much they miss Gondor. Faramir (and Eowyn) come visit a lot. 

Fee&Kee got internet famous from some really ridiculous Vines they made. And then they branched out to youtube and insta

tbh instagram is just the easiest format to tell a story with so thats why i use it the most

thorin met bilbo at a coffee shop and had no idea he was fee&kee’s english professor. bilbo corrected his grammar. thorin fell in love. 

eowyn totally had a crush on aragorn cause he was the hot stud at the rohan highschool (he was only there a year cause he kept transferring and moving everywhere) but then he went to college

she met faramir while visiting her brother at rivendell uni where faramir was visiting his brother. what a coincidence…aragorn may have set it up idkidk aNYWAYs instant love. gr8. its a long distance relationship cause they go to highschool in their respected cities but they are both planning on going to rivendell uni next year 

aragorn took a year off to go live in the woods before college and he likes to spend most of his weekends camping

gimli and legolas once went on a camping trip with aragorn cause they thought it was gonna be fun and relaxing. it wasnt.

eomer is punk and wants to be in a biker gang

boromir is great and wonderful and perfect. the end. 


((and tbh i think thats all i really have for this au. again if you want to write fics or something go for it. or if you just want to take it in a different direction thats totally fine too. I would love to see any and all versions ^^ please send me a link if yall do write something cause I would love to read it!!! also if you just want to send me headcanons you have about it thats awesome too!! i have a modern lotr tag for headcanons on this blog btw))

Mine - Malia Tate Imagine

- I’m so sorry for making you wait, anon, I hope it can make up for the wait! :)

Around series four character wise (I didn’t want to bring Theo and Hayden and uh there’s just so much stuff going on, plus I’m not up to date ((I don’t get the channel, and I live in the UK so I get it even later…)))

Request: I can I have I malia imagine were I hadn’t met her yet but I’m already a part of the pack and she’s really possessive and doesn’t let any touch me and can it be fluffy

Warnings; well, fluff? If ya don’t like fluffy things (excluding things like bunnies etc) then no need to read (unless you’re trying something new, in which case go you!)

Okay, so I’m just a little happy right now so this may be all over the place/weird (see above) but I hope you like this anon!!


“She’s back,” Stiles arrived at your group, talking in school after the end of the day. You were planning where to hang out for a weekly pack thing.

“Who?” you asked, pulling your jacket on since you were the last to come outside.

“Malia,” he panted, pulling a pained face as he clutched his side and bent over, still trying to catch his breath.

“Bro, did you like run a marathon or something?” Liam asked, trying to hold back his laughter from seeing Stiles in so much pain over something he could so easily do.

“We’re not- all- cross country- runners- and whatever- the hell- else you do, Liam,” Stiles told him as Scott helped him out and tried to tell him things that would help. “Oh God take me to die somewhere,” he breathed out and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes at the exaggeration.

“You’ll survive,” you told him. “Who’s Malia?” you asked, looking at all your friends for someone who would answer you.

“Well it’s easier if we introduce you to her,” Lydia shrugged before grabbing your arm and pulling you to her car. Stiles drove himself and Liam, Scott taking his bike and Lydia took Kira and your lovely self.

You pulled up at Derek’s loft, which was going to have to be the target for the plague that was the pack. Every time you guys hung out, mess was the only thing left. So who better to bug than Sour Wolf himself?

“No, I’m serious, who is this girl?” you asked as you walked up the stairs with the others.

“Werecoyote, a little barbaric I guess,” Lydia said, having enough of all of your questions.

“She’s not barbaric,” Scott immediately defended her. “She didn’t grow up with humans, she’s just not used to all of the social rule things,” he explained.

“Etiquette,” Lydia helped out.

“Yeah that,” the true alpha nodded.

You walked into the loft and immediately took your places around the room, when Peter walked down the stairs, Derek following and then a girl also. Your eyes were immediately drawn to her as she smiled at Scott and Stiles, who immediately greeted her. The told you that they helped her out to accumulate to humans better, but she went off on her own to find out a few things about herself, and never really joined the pack. Until now.

“Hey!” Kira grinned as Malia sat down next to her. Your eyes followed her movements around the room, almost like a magnet. She was beautiful. The longest legs, the brightest smile, and she walked with a type of attitude that drew you in immediately.

She was the most gorgeous girls you’d ever set eyes on and you couldn’t stop smiling and looking at her. Which must have been some type of odd, because Stiles nudged you a little, making you stop your staring and look over at him, blushing a little because of the embarrassement that hit you. He pulled up his eyebrows knowingly before grinning and turning back to catching up with Malia.

“Sorry, you are?” Stiles nudged you again and you looked up from the canned drink in your hand, courtesy of Derek, to him while he nodded to Malia, who was looking at you with a small smile.

“Sorry what?” you asked, biting the inside of your cheek, swearing a little at yourself that you were like a school girl who spotted a new crush on the other side of the playground.

“What’s your name? I don’t think we’ve met,” she said as you nodded.

“I’m Y/n, it’s really lovely to meet you, I haven’t heard much but I mean, okay, wow, I’ll stop now,” and there was the word vomit… Awesome first impressions.

“Malia,” she nodded with a grin before she said the words you didn’t think you’d hear. “Kira can we switch?” she looked over at the kitsune who smiled and swapped places with her.

“Here we go,” you heard Stiles whisper. You were now sititng between him and Malia as the latter started a conversation and everyone got involved except you, since you couldn’t actually concentrate over the sound and feel of your heart beating a thousand miles a minute form a girl like Malia sitting next to you. It was just a little overwhelming. A little? Well…

“Are you okay?” Malia asked you quietly as everyone was in their own world, talking, seprate from you.

“Yeah,” your voice jumped up a few octaves.

“You know, even if I couldn’t hear your heartbeat I could easily tell you were lying,” she chuckled.

“I’m fine,” you lied again, drinking from the can of drink.

“It’s nice to meet you,” she tried to take your attention away form whatever was bothering you. Well, what she didn’t know was that it was only making your heart beat more. “Are you sure you’re okay?” she asked again.

“I’m okay, I’m just-” you exhaled as she grabbed your hand and squeezed it, hoping it would help before letting go in fear of freaking you out. Oh, on the contrary, Malia. It felt great. “I’m just peachy,” you nodded as Stiles laughed at something the others said before turning to you.

“She has her moments,” he said, throwing an arm around your shoulders and pulling you into a half hug, freezing when a growl was heard. It was meant to be subtle, but being close to the source, both of you heard it. You stopped chuckling, letting it quietly fade out as you and Stiles glanced over at Malia who was glaring at the boy and his arm around your shoulders. Stiles laughed it off before pulling his arm form your shoulders and you looked at him, surprised.

“Mine,” Malia whispered before grabbing your hand and not letting it go this time.

“Sorry?” you asked, still totally surprised.

“You’re mine, no one else’s,” she said as if it was obvious before winding her arm around you waist and pulling you closer, resting her head on yours as you smiled and let your head rest onto her shoulder.

“Good,” you whispered, squeezing her hand and Stiles looked back over at you, smiling and sending Malia a nod before going back to the conversations. Well, let’s just say the rest is history.


I hope that was okay anon :)

If you have a request, don’t be shy, send me anything, and I’ll try my best :)


Winchester brothers-You’re safe now Part 2

Title: You’re safe now Part 2

Pairings: Winchester brothers x sister reader

Word count:815

Request:Can you make a part two of you’re safe now? It was so good!

Request:You should make a part two to ‘you’re safe now’ if you’re comfortable with it :)

Request:You’re. Safe. Now. Part two? Maybe? No? Okay. That’s cool.

Request:You’re safe now part two?!?!?

Request:welcome, please make a part 2

Link:You’re safe now

‘’I-…I’’Sam stumbled to find his words, your own replayed in his mind. He felt immense guilt fill him as he thought. How could he not have spotted it earlier, how could he have let this happen to you. 

You were his baby sister and you were forced to do something so horrible, and he wasn’t there to help you. Dean got up, he gagged harshly as he braced himself on the chair but that chair collapsed anyway. 

‘’I need to get out’’Dean breathed, gasping for air as he felt a thousand emotions well up in him. 

‘’Dean’’Sam protested but Dean had stumbled towards the door as if he was already drunk. 

‘’No Sammy. I’m going to find this bastard and hunt him down’’Dean growled, the fire dancing wildly in his eyes. Sam didn’t know what to say, he wanted to tell Dean that he needed to stay but he was to upset to speak. 

Dean stumbled out, rage and sadness mixing into one toxic explosion. Sam winced at the sound of your sobs escaping through the cracks of the door. Sam walked forward to the door, his head leaning on the cool surface of the wood as he knocked gently. 

‘’Baby, please come out’’he whispered, his eyes over flowing. ‘’Please’’He choked. He tried the door handle, noticing it was open. He stopped when the door creaked open and saw you huddled into the corner, arms wrapped around you knees as you stared into the distance as if you were gone. 

‘’Hey. Kiddo’’Sam whispered, rushing over and kneeling beside you. He had one knee bent on the floor and the other perched up where he grabbed you and pulled you into his arms. ‘’I got you. Okay?. I got you’’He whispered soothingly as he rocked you back and forth, constantly stroking your hair back. 

He picked you up, and you instantly buried your face in his shoulder, gripping his shirt with your fists as they turned white from how much pressure you used. He ‘shh’d’ you trying not to send you into a panic attack as he closed his eyes, trying to keep himself together so he could keep you under control. 

After a lot of comfort, Sam constantly having to hold you otherwise you’d just start crying harder and reaching out to grasp him again. The Sam would tell you it was okay and he wasn’t going anywhere but would resume his hold anyway. 

You fell asleep, head under Sam’s chin, his arms wrapped completely around you as he pulled the blankets further up your body. He was careful, scared you were going to break. He didn’t want you to go near any man. Though he knew you would probably be clinging to him and Dean for a few months, but he didn’t mind. That made him relax more. 

He also knew they needed to talk about it, but for now he’d just hold you and let you know you was safe now. 

‘’Dean?’’Sam whispered, a pissed expression on his face as Dean walked in. He wasn’t going to drop his anger even though he noticed Dean had red flaming eyes, tear stains leaking his soft puffy cheeks. His hair was dishevelled. 

‘’Were you drinking!’’Sam whisper yelled, checking to make sure he didn’t wake you up. 

‘’No’’Dean choked out. In all honestly he was sititng on a park bench sobbing his heart out thinking about what a horrible brother he was. Sam sighed, dropping it for now. 

‘’She’s going to be having a lot of nightmare, Dean’’Sam sighed. 

‘’I know. But we’ll be there for her’’Dean whispered, nodding. 

‘’We always will, Dean’’Sam agreed. Dean walked over, taking you out of Sam’s arms and taking his place. Sam noticed how you whimpered when nobody was there but then rested again when Dean took his place. 

‘’I’ll stay with her, you get some sleep’’Dean said. Sam was weary but nodded. He trod off to the bathroom, using his palm to rub his half asleep eyes. Dean took a deep breath out from his lips, closing his eyes to try and will away the guilt but to no avail did it work. 

‘’I’m sorry, baby sis. I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you’’Dean whispered, smoothing your hair down. 

‘’it wasn’t your fault, Dean’’You grumbled. You opened your eyes, your (e/c) orbs meeting his dark green ones. They were filled with sadness and painted a painful red. 

‘’I’m your brother, I’m supposed to protect you’’He mumbled, shaking his head. 

‘’You can’t help it, you can’t always be by my side, Dean’’You assured, but you knew he wouldn’t listen. 

‘’Just get some sleep. I’m right here’’He said. You nodded making room for him so he could lay down to. Sam came out, large hand smoothing down your hair as he pecked your forehead before climbing into his own bed. 

‘’You’re safe now, Sis. You’re safe now’’Dean whispered. 

DeanXShy!Reader- Part 8

Request: FINALLY MONDAY YESSS!! can u do a one shot where the reader is latina and is dating dean but she has a really big family and they want to meet dean. and while he’s there he’s really uncomfortable because there are so many people and they are all really loud (I’m latina believe me, it’s like a rock concert) and are speaking spanish at him and the reader is just cracking up. sorry it’s super specific, but something like that would be nice thanks

Request: Hola. Its kinda late for this…ive been meaning to ask since Nov. I’d love a Deanxreader where she and the boys have x-mas w/ her family. The fam doesnt know about their relatoinship. Thy know she’s a hunter but still treat her like a niave lil girl

Request: shy!reader part 8 where dean gets jealous? please!! :D

Request: Hey I was wondering if you can make a part 7/8 of shy girl something about her getting sick or really really upset about something or make one about Dean and the reader finally doing it.

Request: Can you please do a chapter 8 on the shy girl story it was the best!!! Please continue it

A/N: Alright, so I don’t really say any nationality, so just kinda change it up to fit your family. Also, in any dialogue, the italicized words are spoken in a different language.

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