so much research went into this

tstieff  asked:

It's a universally acknowledged truth that you have awesome hair. Do you dye it yourself? What colors do you like to use?

Aw thank you lovely!! I SO miss my mermaid hair :D I hope to dye it again soon once it gets warmer and I can get some color on this skin. Honestly I always went to my friend at her salon. lol I have SO much hair and didn’t trust myself to do it and it look good <3 Hannah is AMAZING at mermaid hair and I did A LOT of research on how to take care of it and make it last a lot longer

First time I went a crazy color about a year and a half ago: BRIGHT ass pink lol

Then after that Hannah wanted to do a blend in with MLP colors and I was like “yeah let’s do it I trust you”

THEN she took me more purple :D

There’s this AMAZING cheat I found on youtube how to maintain pastel hair. You take a dye (I usually used Manic Panic colors bc they were vibrant and had the colors i wanted) then mix them into your conditioner. Put it in your hair and let it sit for 10 minutes. Wash it out and it restores your color without having to go back to the salon ;)

Now my hair looks like this: top color is my natural hair color


9/100 | 13 February 2016 | 11:25am

It has been one hell of a stressful month. I just want to crawl up and disappear because there’s just too much I need to do and nothing is going as expected. Take for example yesterday, when my application for this research opportunity was due. I emailed my professor for a letter of recommendation two months prior but she suddenly went MIA yesterday and did not submit it before the deadline. And now I have a huge psych exam tomorrow I have to study for and I’m not even halfway done. I also have a quiz in calc which I’m doing horrible in, even though I stay up studying almost every night. Oh and I can’t forget to study for the ACT, go to work, and lead my extracurriculars. I had a couple of break downs, lost a substantial amount of hair, and have broken out on my face.

Can you believe Sana Bakkoush

took the fucking time to do solid research on homosexuality and evolution after she had the discussion with Isak and then the rumours about him being gay started and she felt bad so she went and did the research and shared a fucking article with Isak and admitted that she was wrong!!! not only that but she also talked about religion’s stance on homosexuality and assured Isak that he is valid.

she might not show it but she cares about Isak sooo much!!!  i cried watching the clip

Sana is good and pure and perfect. 

It's okay to make mistakes...

You’ve done so much research but your furbaby/scale baby got sick or passed away. They needed different food. More hides. Different humidity. Everything went went wrong at once.
It’s okay. Breathe.
There is a lot of information out there, and it can take a while to figure out who can be trusted, and to take some advice with a grain of salt. There is always new information coming in
That being said, it is NOT OKAY to refuse to do research. To blatantly ignore advice as it is given to you. To rely on only one source of information.
Ignorance means that you are not willfully seeking the best care for your animals, and it is not an excuse.
So do your research, again and again, and share your experiences. The community will be here to guide those who are humble and caring, I’ve seen it first hand. We protect because we care.

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Sofa Time

Originally posted by your-harry-potter-imagines

Request:  Hey Mia! Could you do an imagine where the reader is insecure about herself because she has acne and some really bad scars and stuff. So she doubts why Newt would date her and say that he is in love with her and she starts crying. Then Newt finds her in that state and he feels heartbroken and comforts the reader and just PURE FLUFFFFF

I thought it would be funny if reader lived in the case with newt and one day Jacob queenie and Tina went in with newt and when they saw her sleeping on the couch it scared them and newt had to explain ur His long time friend since childhood, research partner, and help him with the beasts. and he turns a little pink so queenie reads his thought and hears how much he likes her and a really fluff ending where they kiss? It’s ok if your full of requests! Cute newt imagines btw!!

Could you please do an imagine of Newt telling reader how he feels about her? Basically telling each other their true feelings and lots of fluff. <3

Can you please write a reader insert with the prompt: I’m flirting with you; where Newt Scamander is trying to confess his feelings to the reader? But he’s just really bad and awkward and cute about it? It’d be amazing Thank you~

Notes: I didn’t get all your requests to a tee but I tried my best. I had an idea and went with it. Plus I have like 50 requests so I’ve been trying to link some that are similar or I have ideas on how to link them. I hope you enjoy nonetheless!

You had been travelling with Newt sine you graduated from Hogwarts. You were about five years younger than him but it was only five years and neither of you minded. You were helping him manage all the creatures that he had. Newt had been on quite the adventure, you hadn’t really noticed because you were down in the case, but when he came down to let you know what was going on, you were thrilled. Tired though, so you curled up on a sofa and tried to get some sleep. You hadn’t gotten much sleep in the past few days and then Newt being involved in so much action had you very worried. You see, in the long two years you had been travelling with Newt, you’d developed a huge crush on Newt. However, you thought because you had really bad acne that you didn’t deserve Newt. Thankfully you had some powder that you used to cover it up. You’d taken it all off now though, Newt had seen you many times without makeup and when you asked him, he said he didn’t even notice. You were sceptical but decided to leave it. You had finally managed to get comfortable enough to fall in to a deep slumber, and you were very proud of the fact that you never snored. You were laying, very peaceful, an extremely heavy sleeper.

Newt had brought Tina, Queenie and Jacob down in to the case. He trusted that you kept the place neat and tidy, like you always did. When he brought everyone in to the cottage part he saw you sleeping peacefully on the sofa, he smiled.

“Uh Newt? I think you may have an unwanted guest on your couch.” Tina said nervously.

“Y/N? N-no, she’s my um p-partner.” Newt stammered out.

“Oh sweetie! You want to be more! She does too honey, don’t worry.” Queenie said happily. Newt thought he heard a little sigh from Tina but didn’t dwell on it. Queenie had just told him that you felt the same about him. He was beside himself with joy but just didn’t want to show it.

“Shush, don’t wake her. She has been working far too hard.” Newt stressed, waving his arms for effect. Which did nothing, as you stirred.

“Newt?” You said groggily, rubbing your eyes.

“Y/N, I’m sorry to ambush you like this but I’ve brought a few friends down.” Newt said softly.

“No that’s fine, I’m Y/N.” You said smiling at everyone. They smiled back.

“Honey your skin! It’s beautiful!” Queenie gushed rushing over to you. You blushed.

“It has-”

“A few blemishes, but other than that it’s wonderful!” Queenie said smiling. She could see how you felt about your skin but she saw something beautiful.

“Thank you.” You said, smiling. She nodded.

“Anyway, I think Newt has something to say to you!” She said excitedly, pushing everyone else out of the room.

“Well, this is interesting isn’t it?” You asked awkwardly. He nodded.

“So um, there’s been something I’ve b-been wanting you to tell me. I mean me tell me. I mean you. I want to tell you something. A-after spending so much time with myself, I mean yourself, I have been ending, starting I mean, to develop some f-feelings f-for me. You. I have taken quite a fancy to me. You. A fancy for you.” Newt bumbled, making you smile.

“Well that’s a good job isn’t it? Because I’ve developed some feelings for you too.” You replied shyly. “I thought I didn’t deserve you because of my skin.” You rambled nervously.

“Don’t be ridiculous. It’s absolutely beautiful.” Newt said. You stepped towards him and grabbed his hands. He looked down at them.

“Eyes are up here.” You whispered, smiling. He looked up at you. You leaned in slowly. Newt wanted to be a gentleman and go slow but the moment he’d been waiting for, for so long was right here. He smashed his face on yours. “Ouch!” You said rubbing your nose, laughing softly. You took his cheeks in your hands, “Like this.” You said, pressing your lips together softly. Newt moved his lips on yours and you wrapped your arms around his neck and he pulled you impossibly closer. You heard the shuffling of feet and a few,

“Oh no leave right now.”

But you were too wrapped up in the moment to care. You and Newt were sharing such a pure moment of bliss, you didn’t care who saw.  

i can’t stop thinking about how forced jy//ncassian is and how much jyn doesn’t deserve cassian

cassian did so much for her (went back for her at saw’s base, pulled her from the research facility on eadu, gathered troops to help her at scarif) but jyn did pretty much… nothing that would ever make cassian fall for her except beat up a bunch of stormtroopers. if anything she just stole his stuff for her own gain (she literally stole a blaster from his bag and she also ‘stole’ the “hope” line) and got mad at him for following orders (and he still forgave her for that)

i honestly didn’t feel like she cared about him the entire movie and i only felt their relationship was anything but antagonistic/begrudgingly friendly in the last 20 minutes – and just barely, no thanks to felicity’s lack of ability to emote

All Figured Out

Summary: While researching  with Sam and Dean, Sam brings up an all too familiar case to the reader. This calls for a trip to mystic falls, and an intervention. The reader must let both worlds combine in order to save both brothers. Will the reader save Damon or will Damon save the reader?

Word Count: 4289

Author’s note: I love writing crossovers so much! I need to focus on school again so I might take a little break, hope this holds you guys over!

This is not how you thought the day would’ve went, at all. This morning in the bunker it was like any other day. You’d been sitting in the library researching with Sam for a new case and Dean was making coffee for everyone. Suddenly Sam lit up, “ Hey (y/n) I think I found something”.

You went over and read the headline that appeared on his screen, “ Trail of bodies left up the east coast, victims ripped limb from limb but placed back together”. Automatically you knew what was happening, and it was all over your face. Sam looked up, “ You okay?”. You took a step back rethinking the entire past year.

Sam got up and walked over to you, “What’s wrong (y/n)?”. You tried to calm yourself down and regain your thoughts. Taking a breath in and out you finally replied, “I need to call Damon right now”. Sam was confused, he’d never heard that name before. You realized you were being vague, “Sammy I-I know who’s doing that-leaving the bodies”.

He was even more confused, “ How do you know? And who’s Damon?”. Dean entered the room holding the coffee as he raised an eyebrow at hearing that name. He placed the cups down onto the table, “Damon?”. You’d never thought it could happen again, when you’d left everything was fine.

You sat down, “ I have something to tell you both, but first I need to call someone”. They both looked way too concerned to let you leave the room. Dean walked over to you, “Look princess, we can help you through this but we need answers now”.

Running a hand through your hair you decided that now was the time to explain. You started, “So obviously I hadn’t always hunted with you both, but I never told you about my past”. Sam had sat down at the table by now as well. Dean spoke up, “ Hey we all have pasts, it’s okay”.

You told both brothers how the town you’d grown up in, Mystic Falls, had it’s fare share of the supernatural. How you’d grown close with two other brothers, Damon and Stefan Salvatore. You braced yourself as you told them they were vampires, and watched Dean choke on his coffee. Dean asked, “ Vampires? What?”.

Sam shut his annoyed brother down, “ Dean come on we both know that not all monsters are monsters”. You smiled in approval and continued. You gave the brief history of both brothers, Stefan the vegetarian vampire, and Damon the wild yet caring one. Currently Stefan was struggling which explained the bodies left up and down the coast.

Dean was confused, “So you’re telling me one brother doesn’t feed off humans because when he does he’s basically a blood-a-holic, and the other one is “wild yet caring”?”. You wanted to laugh, that was one way to sum it up.

Sam finally asked a question, “So where do you fit into all of this?”. You smiled thinking about all the memories you’d shared with Damon and Stefan. You began, “ Well I helped Damon control Stefan, and he’s obviously been struggling since I left”. Both brothers looked at each other and grinned causing you to ask, “ What?”.

Dean raised his eyebrows, “ So just how caring is Damon?”. Where you that easy to read, god you thought you were tougher than that. Sam added, “And just how wild?”. You brought your hand to your forehead in frustration. You laughed along with them, “How could you guys tell?”. Both brothers reminded you that you’d practically become family and they knew you better than anyone.

Dean smiled, “ Guess we have a trip to Mystic Falls then?”. You decided that was probably best and gave a call to your old friend Caroline telling her to not ruin the surprise. You still kept up with Caroline, but recently everything had been to hectic. With the next two hours or so everyone was packed and ready to hit the road.

It was a day or so’s drive and you arrived at Mystic Falls at dinner time and you stopped at the “Mystic Grill” for dinner. You were sat down at a booth and while the boys ordered burgers within seconds were distracted. Looking over to the bar you saw Alaric, of course.

When he saw you walking towards him he laughed, “If it isn’t (y/n), I can guess why you’re here”. While you said Stefan, he said Damon leaving you confused. Rick quickly downed his glass, “Looks like I’ll be needing this, I thought you knew”. Apparently you also thought you knew what was wrong.

You sat in the empty stool next to Rick, “What’s wrong with Damon?”. Alaric was obviously stressed out and didn’t want to tell you what he was about too. He took your hand in his, “Listen (y/n) Stefan isn’t the only brother suffering right now, come by the Lockwood Mansion tonight for the party and see”.

Your jaw dropped, “The party?”. This was a bad situation waiting to happen, and you had to prepare yourself. He lightly squeezed your hand, “I’m letting Damon explain this one himself, but after I give him his chance I won’t hesitate to help you whether that’s kicking his ass or-”. You laughed and hugged Rick, he’d always been a good friend.

Returning to the booth the boys had a lot of questions but you explained that everything would be answered tonight at “the party”. Caroline offered her house to stay at until everything was settled. It was amazing to be able to catch up but you wished it was under better circumstances.

Down stairs Sam and Dean were being introduced to Alaric, and you knew he’d hit it off with Sam immediately. You guessed that when it came to Dean they’d discuss the proper weapons needed to stop Stefan, a vervain grenade probably being Dean’s favorite.

Back upstairs you were getting all the information you’d missed from Caroline. To sum things up Stefan went on a ripper binge because Elena was finding herself again, but by traveling around with Klaus. Klaus had tried to take everything from Stefan and so he couldn’t forgive Elena for leaving, especially with him.  It didn’t help that Stefan had walked in on Elena and Klaus either. After feeling like he’d lost everyone Damon lost himself, and he needed you but didn’t want to stop you from living your new life.

This could be all explained within ten minutes but with Caroline it took thirty, but you’d missed her so much it was worth it. While explaining everything you both got ready for whatever Damon was planning. You wore a short maroon lace dress that showed off your curves and cleavage, and black pumps to match.

Caroline decided to wear a navy blue backless dress that as always hugged her perfectly. For shoes she wore white flats, and looked beautiful as ever. You both worked on your makeup together and pretty soon you were finished. Looking at each other you both smiled in approval, proud of your work.

Checking your phone you realized it was ten o’clock, and people would already be at the mansion. When you got downstairs Rick was going over how to work his various weapons and Dean was loving it. Sam was halfway through an old Gilbert journal and you felt like a proud mom.

The boys finally looked up upon your arrival and Dean whistled. He couldn’t take his eyes off of Caroline, but you’d already planned for this. Of course during catching up with Caroline she had a million questions about both brothers, even though she knew your heart secretly belonged to Damon.

You smiled, “Ready to go everyone?”. Caroline took her car while you jumped into the impala. On the ride there Dean wouldn’t stop asking about Caroline, that would be fun to watch. When you pulled up to the lockwood mansion there was tons of cars there, so many that you couldn’t even think about where all these people had come from.

Some random girl opened the door for you all when you got there, adding more confusion. You’d left Caroline, Sam, Dean and Rick all together as you decided to find Damon by yourself. It had been awhile since you’d been around this many people and you decided to go to Tyler’s father’s office to get a break.

When you entered the room you were shocked at what you saw. Damon was sitting on the couch with a girl on either side as he fed from one sitting on his lap. He smiled when he saw you, “Been awhile since I’ve tasted you (y/n), glad you stopped by for a bite”. He was blood high, and obviously not himself.

You walked over to him, “Sorry but I’m more of a dinner for two girl, not five”. He placed both his hands on the girl’s shoulder and said, “Go get something to drink and take your friends”. Then you were left alone in the room with him. He grabbed the bottle of bourbon from the table and took a sip, “Guess you’ve been reading the newspapers huh?”. Damon was deflecting, drawing attention away from himself and putting it on Stefan.

Taking the bottle from him and sipping you answered, “I came here for the inside scoop, get it right from the source”. He went to grab the bottle from you but you held it tighter and shook your finger at him. He shrugged his shoulders and sat back on the couch crossing his legs and spreading his arms against the back of it. Damon smiled, “Normally I’d charge, but for you I’ll make an exception”.

You covered your heart with your hand in gratitude. He continued, “ Klaus screwed Elena, which screwed over Stefan and as always screwed me”. You took another long sip, you’d definitely need this. Damon used his superspeed to get up from the couch and take the bottle from you. It was your turn, “And I screwed you to by leaving huh?”.

He laughed and pointed a finger, “Oh very good (y/n), very good”. You smiled and shrugged your shoulders. You continued, “Everyone left Damon, but I was already gone and now you’re doing this”. You could tell you were getting through to him, you could see it on his face.

You got closer to him, “Want to self destruct Damon? Do it, but realize that I’m here for you, and that I always have been. All you have to do is ask”. Before he could feed you some excuse you began to leave the room, but wanted to do one last thing. You turned around and grabbed the bottle back from him, “In the meantime I’m going to have some fun too”.

You wished you could see the expression on his face, but you had a mission to start. Damon right now was being reckless, and you were going to out-reckless him. Luckily his humanity was still on, but you still needed to play off of his emotions.

Walking out to the backyard you found Sam and Rick at a table probably still discussing a plan on how to save Stefan. When Rick saw you with the bottle he laughed, “Guess you talked with Damon, nice job”. Sam was probably confused as to how a bottle of bourbon was a tell for Damon, but you’d hoped Rick had been filling him in.

You raised the bottle, “I’m getting through to him Rick, it’s bad but not humanity switch off bad”. Sam jumped in, “Is that true, vampires can really turn off their humanity?”. You and Rick exchanged a look that basically said you both wished that it weren’t true, but it sadly was.

Sighing you answered Sam, “It’s true, and it sucks. The way to turn it back on is to try and get them to feel any emotion, and tonight I shall be working with jealously and turning it into sadness, and turning that into happiness!”. To toast your declaration you took another sip.

Sam looked apprehensive, “But I thought Damon had his switch on still?”. Rick looked to you and you nodded allowing him to take the lead. He took a sip of his drink, “Damon is dangerously close and with him it’s best to act as if it’s already off, and if anyone can bring him back it’s (y/n)”.

You blushed but Sam spoke up, “You know (y/n) hasn’t been completely honest, just how close are her and Damon?”. You wanted to answer but Rick beat you too it. He shot down the last of his drink before beginning, “ Well neither of them will admit it but they’re totally in love with each other, trust me I’m the guys bestfriend”.

Your face turned a beat red, “Rick come on”. Sam smiled thinking about you having someone that could make you so happy. He grinned, “You know (y/n) I believe it, for awhile I thought you and Dean would be like that but now I know why not”. For a long time Sam had thought there was a possibility of you and his brother getting together, but it was now clear that your heart belonged somewhere else which was perfectly fine.

To Dean you’d been a great friend, and Sam knew that was better than nothing. You laughed, “I hate you both”. They looked to each other and smiled, knowing they were right. Looking around you saw that Dean and Caroline had been hitting it off which meant you couldn’t use him for the jealously bit. Suddenly it hit you, “Sam how would you feel about helping me?”.

He put his hands up, “Oh no, I heard what you said about jealousy”. You pleadingly looked to Rick. Rick smiled, “Well it couldn’t hurt, and we’ve already finished most of our Stefan plan”. Sam smiled and before he could change his mind you took his hand and dragged him to where people had been dancing.

Sam looked like he was struggling so you took his hands and placed them on your hips, “Come on Winchester, look alive”. Getting Sam to laugh was a good sign, he was getting comfortable. He started to actually move along with the beat and he wasn’t half bad. You’d almost forgotten that Sammy had gone to college, and dated which meant parties.

You saw Damon standing at the stairs, scoping things out. His facial expression changed when he saw you dancing with Sam, which to him was some random man. You turned so your back was against Sam’s front, “Show time Winchester”. You heard Sam laugh and couldn’t help but laugh as well.

To your surprise Sam pulled back your hair and whispered in your ear, “Worst mistake is to underestimate a Winchester, (y/n)”. Sam’s grip on your hips tightened and you felt him start to move his own body more. As your hips rolled forward, his rolled backwards, and your hips would then meet. You wanted to pinch yourself, was Sam Winchester actually having fun?

Sam let his hands roam up and down your body you would’ve been concerned if he hadn’t whispered in your ear again, “It’s all for the show (y/n), and he’s watching”. Looking up you saw Damon aimlessly talking to some girl as he watched you like a hawk. You leaned forward whipping your hair while arching your back.

Sam ran his hand up your back before grabbing a fistful of your hair, lightly tugging, and guiding you back so your body was against his again. Turning around you were now face to face with Sam, you lowered your body while letting your hands run down his body.

You winked and told Sam that you’d worked up a thirst, he nodded in understandment. You made your way up the stairs, past Damon, to where all the drinks were. You felt like someone was following you so you grabbed a bottle of bourbon and went back to the first room you talked to damon in.

Sitting down on the couch you waited for him to enter the room, you patiently sipped from the bottle. The door opened and closed but you didn’t flinch, you were forced to look to your side as you felt the couch sink in. You smiled, still waiting for Damon to say something.

He grabbed the bottle from your hand and you laughed. He waved a pointed finger, “You haven’t won anything, I just wanted something to drink”. You laughed again and turned to face him. Grabbing the bottle back you began, “We both know that’s not really what you’re thirsty for”.

When you were done taking your sip you added, “And apparently you can drink who-whatever you want”. Damon got up from the couch, and you had to hide your smile, this was working. He was angry, “ It seems like you can drink from whoever you want too (y/n), who even was that?!”.

You could work with this, “Someone who’s not afraid to tell me what they want”. He ran his hands through his hair in frustration. Damon continued, “What if I’m afraid of what I want okay? Everything good in my life leaves, but only when I notice the good!”. You were so close.

Getting up you walked closer to him, “Ignoring the good is the same thing as letting it leave Damon, you of all people should know that things change and people are different”. He turned around, unable to face you. Regardless you continued, “Damon, I left because I thought you didn’t need me, but if I knew I would’ve stayed”.

He still wouldn’t turn so you grabbed onto his shoulder, “ Listen to me Damon, I’m right here”. Damon turned around quickly and grabbed your face with both hands. He stared into your eyes, “ I need you okay (y/n)? I need you so badly because without you I have no good, I need you because you’re the good”.

You couldn’t help but smile, “Damon all I do is remind you of the good within yourself”. He smiled and finally kissed you. One hand still held your face with the other slid down to grab your hip pulling you closer to him. He was still searching your eyes, “How do you see it, it feels like there’s nothing there”.

Shaking your head smiling you replied, “I see the real you, not the closed off Damon you let everyone else see”. Damon grinned, but turned his head letting his hands slip away. It was your turn to take your hand and place it on his face making him look at you, “Damon I see the real you, and I love what I see”.

He bit his lip in contemplation, unsure of how to respond. You laughed, “You’re not that mysterious Damon”. He took a step back, then a step forward, unsure of how to reply. He’d finally made up his mind, and he rushed his way over to you and picked you up.

You were shocked, “Damon what are you-”. His hands wrapped around your waist holding you up as your legs wrapped around him. He began kissing your neck, “You got me okay, but I want to show you that I’m still full of surprises”. Before you could wonder what that meant he pushed you up against the wall.

Damon’s super strength meant that to him you were light as could be, and he was determined. He kissed down your body, “How does this thing come off”. To stop him from ripping it off you pulled it off yourself, his smile growing when he saw your body.

Again he started kissing down your body, his grip on your hips tightening. Suddenly he pushed your body up higher against the wall, placing his face dangerously close to a very sensitive area. As he spoke his hot breath made goosebumps appear on your inner thighs.

He grabbed your legs, hooking them around his neck. Damon looked up at you, “Think you have me all figured out huh?”. While speaking his face was dangerously close and you couldn’t concentrate. Damon continued speaking as he slid your panties to the side, “Sweetheart, you seem to be having trouble focusing”.

You nodded your head, still not fully listening. He brought his face as close as it could get, “Hmm should I stop then-”. Instinctively you grabbed a fistful of his hair, not wanting his head to move away. Damon laughed and you barely got out, “Damon please”.

Damon looked up, “Please what?”. You wanted to kill him, but then again it would end things before they started. Rolling your eyes you replied, “Damon please, I need you”. He grinned, proud of himself and the hold he had over you. He slowly parted his lips and you thought things would finally start but he started to speak, “So worked up and I haven’t even began”.

You started to say some witty remark but were cut off when you finally felt his tongue lick up and down your slit. His tongue flicked when he reached your clit, sending shivers down your spine. You couldn’t hold back a moan. He took your clit between his lips, sucking slowly once.

Again you moaned and your grip on his hair tightened. You felt Damon groan against you, the vibrations making everything more intense. You guided his head, both hands now had fistfuls of hair. His tongue moved in every direction.

To your surprise Damon took one hand off your hip and used it to spread your folds, “You look so damn good”. This time he was able to get more of your clit between his lips as he’d suck. His tongue would dip every so lightly into your entrance, leaving you begging for more.

You couldn’t take it, “Fuck Damon I need more”. He was being so teasing, getting you to the edge and leaving you there. His pointer finger slid slowly down your slit, “Be careful what you wish for”. Stopping your train of though his finger slid into your entrance.

He groaned, “So wet for me (y/n)”. Damon would dip his finger in and take it out, still teasing you. Looking down you saw the smile on his face. Suddenly you felt two fingers slide into you, and once again his grin was priceless.

Damon started pumping his fingers in and out of you picking up speed. He curled them in a “come here” motion hitting your g-spot each time. Your core was aching as his fingers pumped in and out and his lips still sucked on your clit.

You’d been moaning his name, and in turn he’d groan into you bringing even more pleasure to your core. You felt your orgasm coming, “Damon I’m going to-”. He moved his head up and down letting you know that he was well aware. He only pulled his lips off of your clit to tell you, “Cum for me (y/n), I want you to cum for me”.

Being the evil bastard he was Damon used his super speed to completely shock your entire body. All you could do was yell his name as you lost control of your entire body to all of the pleasure he was giving you. You legs shook around him as your orgasm rocked through your entire body. You’d never felt something as intense in your entire life.

It was like wave after wave of pleasure shook through you entire body, leaving you shaking and panting. When it was finally over Damon lowered you down from the wall, but still held you. He pulled his fingers from inside you and brought them to his mouth and began sucking. You stood there mouth agape watching him taste you even more.

Damon winked, “I can’t tell what is better, how good you look all worked up or how good you taste”. He brought his fingers out of his mouth and held them in front of your own mouth, and all you could do was suck. Damon bit his lip watching you taste yourself like that, “Fuck (y/n)”.

While taking his fingers out of your mouth he slowly dragged down your bottom lip. You were still watching him awestruck. He smiled again before kissing you once more. Damon continued the kiss while moving you to the couch with him. He laid you down while grabbing a blanket to cover you up, not like he wanted to stop looking at your naked body.

You smiled, “How do you go from being so sexy to so sweet”. Sitting down next to you he grinned as well, “I could ask you the same thing”. He placed his arm around you bringing your body closer to him. Damon kissed you on the forehead before saying, “I love you (y/n) but if anyone asks all that happened was wild hot sex, not me confessing my love and getting all mushy okay?”.

Looking up you reminded him, “You never confessed your love”. You knew perfectly well how he felt but you wanted to hear him say it to rub it in. He tried to hide his smile, “I am madly in love with you (y/n), you things to me”. That was as close as you’d get tonight for Damon admitting your hold over him. He’d admitted many things tonight, one of them being how fucking good he was in bed.

For the rest of the night you remained curled up with Damon, laughing, joking, and just overall happier than you’d been in awhile. You weren’t going to worry about Caroline and Dean, Elena and Klaus, or Stefan right now. Tonight was a victory, and tomorrow you’d work on saving the world.

i know this is like one episode late but whatever. can we talk about how Lena showing up to Kara’s workplace AND apartment??? i mean the workplace i understand because she knew where Kara worked but the APARTMENT??? you gotta do some research for that! like she could have easily called Kara but she didn’t she straight (eh straight) up went to Kara in person and ASKED. HER. OUT.


i don’t care how much they tried to downplay that Lena-fucking-Luthor asked Kara-i’m-supergirl-Danvers out and no one NO ONE can tell me otherwise i just love that so much AND THE FUCKING LIP BITE!! GAHHHHHH that was so beautiful and glorious if you didn’t think it was gay before that lip bite then you certainly thought it was gay then i’m just going to go and cry in a corner now because of how blessed i feel like thank you Gay Gods

Courting and Wooing-Percival Graves x Reader

Requested by Anon: Could I request some headcanons on how Graves would be during the courting/wooing period with the person he would officially make his s/o please?

Kind of fun doing research on how 1800′s and 1900′s courting was like. Plus mixing it with 1920′s courting. Pretty entertaining!

Tags: @aislinsekhem

Originally posted by johnwatsonfalls

  • Graves is ever the gentleman when it comes to courting and wooing
    • Remember, he was born in the late 1800’s, so his idea of courting is completely different from modern, or even courting for the 1920’s
      • He wouldn’t even begin to think of the idea of courting if he wasn’t serious about the relationship

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anonymous asked:

Maybe Uta gets his information from Itori about everyone. Because I'm very curious as to how he knows these things about people.

Hey Anon! And nah, I doubt it has anything to do with Itori. I mean, in Mutsuki’s case…

They are “acquainted” ;) and, as I said before, Uta is a good judge of character since he likes to observe and have fun so much so it’s his own deducting skills in Mutsuki’s case.

As for Juuzou, well, Juuzou is famous and anyone researching quickly into his past (like Furuta or even Donato if Juuzou already went to ask Donato for help on a case) will see that Shinohara was his mentor, so there again no real need for Itori.

Besides we don’t even know where Itori is, Anon ;) but the Clowns are known to be quite skilled on their own in the first place, which is why it’s a big hassle when they act as a group :)

In any case, I’m sure Uta knows that focusing on the investigators’ mentors is the easiest way to mess with them since partnership is how the CCG works, so Shinohara & Juuzou… 

Haise & Mutsuki… 

…it’s exactly like during the auction arc when he “became” Arima to mess with Hirako!

He’s such an asshole! xD I love him <3

I hope it answers your question, have a nice weekend!

“The Dragon Case” Sam x daughter!Reader

Words: 1,115

Sam x daughter!Reader

Summary: When you have to go on a dragon case with your dad, Sam, and your uncle Dean, you realize you have to tell them you’re not going to work as bait.

Warnings: Swearing, angst, mentions of sex, alcohol

Originally posted by spn-mostly

This was it. This was the moment you’d been dreading since “it” happened.

A dragon case.

You knew this would happen eventually- your dad Sam and your uncle Dean are always hunting something. You had just hoped that it would maybe… Not be so soon.

You lost your virginity a year ago, while on a case in Chicago with Dean. Sam decided to stay home and do research from there, while you two went out and caught the son of a bitch. You were so excited- your first hunting trip without your father. Uncle Dean gave you much more freedom, and that’s highly valued to a teenager like yourself.

It was a vampire case, relatively easy, and afterwards you and Dean had gone out to a bar. He gave you a fake ID for your 15th birthday, and boy did it go to use. At the bar, you met a guy in college, you were a little drunk, and you lost it to him in his dorm room. You can’t even remember his name. Thankfully, Dean was so drunk that night, he didn’t even notice that you had left.

Here you are, a year later, about to face your biggest fear. Your dad.

“Y/N, you have to sit out on this one. I’m sorry. Too big of a risk.” Your dad shook his head, not even contemplating the idea of you leaving the bunker.

“Dad, please, nothing is going to happen to me. You won’t even tell me what it is.” You scoffed. You knew what it was. But you didn’t want to say anything in case you were wrong.

“Sammy, we could use her.” Dean piped in.

“Could you please tell me what the hell you’re even hunting?” I groaned.

“Could you watch your mouth?” Sam snapped. Oh man, he was stressed. He was never like this with you unless he was stressed.

“It’s a dragon case.” Dean told you, fiddling with his fingers.


“Oh, well…” I trailed off. “I could still go.”

“Did you not hear what your uncle just said, Y/N? Dragons. Virgin stealers. Absolutely not happening.” He yelled at you.

“Sam, would you please just calm down for a minute? We could use her as bait. I know you don’t like the idea of that, but wouldn’t be better to use her than some random chick? At least she can defend herself if anything goes wrong.” Dean argued for you. You smiled and were thankful that Dean was always on your side, but in this situation, it wasn’t helping.

“If anything happens to her…”

“Nothing is going to happen. She’ll be okay.” Dean reassured your dad. You smiled weakly at the two of them. “Let’s get packin’.”


You got in the impala, unsure of how to go about this. You couldn’t be the bait, it wouldn’t work. You couldn’t tell your dad that you had sex, because not only would he freak out, but he would ask how it happened and then you’d have to tell him it was while you were in Chicago with Dean, and then he would literally murder Dean. You sighed, not knowing what to do.

Once you guys arrived at the hotel, you settled in and changed into pajamas- it had been a long day of driving.

“You guys want dinner? I’m going to go pick up something.” Your dad asked.

“Starving. Get some pie, will ya?” Dean asked. Sam rolled his eyes but agreed, and went to go get food.

“So, kid, what do you want to watch? As long as it’s not a chick flick.” Dean asks, flipping through the channels.

“Actually, I was hoping I could talk to you about something.”

“Hm?” He responded, not taking his eyes off the TV.

“Its, uh, serious.”

“Did something happen?” Dean panics, coming over to your bed immediately.

“Yeah, I’m okay. But I can’t be the bait.”

“Why not? Are you afraid? I guess we didn’t even ask if you were ok with it, shit.”

“Dean,” you let out a breath. “I’m not a virgin.”

You thought he was going to explode. The look on his face went from worried to pissed off.

“Y/N…” He started. “Why? You’re so young.”

“I’m seventeen. Don’t even try and say you weren’t having sex at my age.”

“That’s different.” He sighed. “When?”

“See, that’s the problem… It was kinda under your watch.”

“I’m sorry?”

“Last year in Chicago. At the bar. We were both too drunk.” I admitted.

“Fuck, I knew I shouldn’t have got you that ID.”

“Probably not.” You say quietly.

“It was consensual… Right?”

“Yeah. Don’t worry.” I reassure him. “I don’t know how to tell Dad.”

“He’s going to kill you, you know that right?”

“Can you tell him for me?” You beg him. You can’t bear to tell him yourself.

“Unfortunately I think it would make it worse for you if I told him. You need to do it yourself.”

“She needs to do what herself?” You hear your dad say, walking in the door. You and Dean are both silent.

“I’ll leave you two alone.” Dean says, grabbing the pie from Sam’s hands and walking out to the impala.

“Dad, can we have a talk?”

“Sure, kiddo. What’s up?” He says enthusiastically. You cringe, knowing his mood is about to go from 100-0 in a heartbeat.

“I’m not a virgin.”

Sam dropped his food.

“Wh-What?” He stuttered. “Please tell me I heard you incorrectly.”

“You didn’t.”

“Fuck, Y/N, are you fucking kidding?” He yells, running over to you. Tears start streaming down your face, you can’t look at him. “Of course you’re not.”

He gets up and goes out the door, slamming it shut. You start sobbing, not knowing what to do. You hear yelling outside between your dad and Dean.

“Under your watch? ARE YOU FUCKING JOKING, DEAN? YOU LET MY DAUGHTER HAVE SEX WITH A STRANGER?” Sam was practically screaming.

“You need to calm the hell down, now.” Dean was staying calm.

“Of course you think that. It’s not your kid.”

“You’re right- she’s not my kid. But look who she told first. She told me because she was terrified to tell you, did you think about that?”

“No.” Your dad admits. You can’t hear the rest of the conversation, but it seems much calmer than before.

A few minutes later, your dad and Dean both come inside and hug you.

“I’m sorry. I overreacted. I’m still not happy with what you did, but I know that I handled it wrong.” Sam tells you, hugging you tightly.

“It’s fine.” You say dryly.

“Y/N?” He says, looking down at you.

“Yes, dad?”

“I love you.”

“I love you, too, Dad.”

Originally posted by thesupernaturalfamilyforever

Zambia’s National Academy of Science, Space Research, and Philosophy didn’t have little niceties like “financial backing” or “minimal safety conditions.” But they did have Edward Nkoloso. Nkoloso was a schoolteacher who saw the space race and thought, “Looks like fun.” So, practically on a lark, he grabbed a bunch of bored soldiers, a woman (dubbed “Spacegirl,” no less), and two of the most ambitious felines he could find and began to train them with the best facilities their meager U.N. financial support could afford. Which, considering the U.N. never agreed to fund them, wasn’t much.

For weightlessness training, they went into the “anti-gravity simulator,” aka the aspiring astronauts stuffed themselves into an oil drum and rolled down a hill. And when that was out of commission, just cutting the ropes on the swing set right as they hit their apex would work, too. They relentlessly drilled handstands, because, possibly due to a translation error, Nkoloso thought that was the only way they could walk around up there. However, Nkoloso did manage to put together preliminary rocket designs that actually didn’t look half bad. And “not half bad” is more than good enough to venture a risky space launch, apparently, so the agency planned one for Independence Day 1964.

So who forgot to tell you about the poor African country that established the first colony on Mars? Nobody: The academy occupied a strange limbo between serious ambition and wacky cult. Most sensible Zambians thought they were nutjobs, with only a select few influential government employees ever lending them much credence.

6 Insane Schemes Attempted at the Dawn of Space Travel

Jake may be a good wingman, but Ezekiel is petty and pissed about Estrella so much.

Not because Cassie likes girls, or Estrella’s hot, because any attraction to Estrella went out with the vampire reveal.

No, it’s because Ezekiel Jones built a fucking list of potential girlfriends for Cassandra. He’s spent months researching, and reinvestigating all his old MI6 and other agency buddies, and vetoing them, and planning first dates.

And then Cassie goes and falls for a bloody fanger.

But still, he’s gonna make sure that Cassie looks magical when she goes to meet vampy, because like hell is she going to look like anything but a fairy tale princess.

(He wanted to do Prince Charming, but Cassandra shut him down so much, and honestly they are going to have to have talks about gender roles one day because Cassie is totally a Prince Charming, even magic thinks so.)

Imagine Life After Becoming Deaf On A Hunt – Part 2

Originally posted by signinggifs

Request: Can you please do a part 2 for Imagine life after becoming deaf on a hunt? Thank you! – Anonymous

Author’s Note: Here ya go! I hope you like it! I still haven’t caught up on SPN, but I heard the mid season finale was last night? Did everyone like it? Do you all like the show so far? I’m just plain lazy, that’s why I haven’t caught up yet. – Haley xx

Part 1

It’s been over a year since your small melt down about becoming deaf had happened. Dean eventually stopped getting mad at you over your alarm and replaced it with one that vibrates. Sam had done some research and found that the city of Lebanon was doing courses on ASL, as much as you thought you would never learn, all three of you went.

It was difficult to learn sign language. Everything you sign must be perfect down to a t or you could be saying it wrong, and the hand motions made your head spin. You were frustrated a lot, but Sam kept practicing with you and you were finally getting it.

Hunting was different, to say the least. You had to be more careful because you couldn’t hear, but with certain things, you would be able to feel the vibration through the floor more than your brothers could. You had finally adjusted to the life you had now.

There was one thing that happened that took you by surprise, during those ASL courses, you had caught the eye of a man in there. Actually, it was the instructor. He wasn’t completely deaf, but he taught the free classes so more people could learn. He was tall and handsome and he made you blush during the first class.

You two started texting each other. And that led to small dates, when you weren’t hunting, to a few double dates with him and some of his friends. He never questioned why you lost your hearing or asked how long you’ve been like that. He got along with your brothers, which was a big deal for you because every other guy you’ve brought home never got this far with you. Dean and Sam have their own special way of making a date feel like scum.

Even though a year had passed since you last heard your brothers’ voices, or an alarm, or any damn thing, you were happy. Happier than you could ever imagine. You learned how to sign, you could half ass a conversation by reading lips when earlier you wouldn’t even try and now you have a man beside you.

For a Winchester, your life was staring to get decent and you wouldn’t change it for anything. 

Meeting Sam Winchester

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Title: Meeting Sam Winchester

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Word Count: 1,074

Warnings: Fluff!

A/N: I thought this would be CUTE! So I hope you all enjoy this!! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! <3 <3 I love you all so much!

Here you were again, doing research for another ungrateful bunch of hunters.  Your vast knowledge of the supernatural had its advantages and its disadvantages.  Having countless hunters to research for in one day definitely didn’t help.  Your list of hunters that you researched for, grew longer as the days went on.  You were starting with the Winchesters.  It was a name you hadn’t seen before, but you didn’t ask questions.

You set down your bag at the table in the farthest corner of the city library.  When you did your work, you didn’t want to be disturbed.  You pulled out your various books that contained miscellaneous information on the different areas lore.  As you opened your laptop you saw two tall men walking towards you.

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Hey guys it’s been a while, gotta huge amount of work done this month, hopefully some of which I will be able to share with you over the coming year. For now I wanted to show you guys the new cover I’ve been working on for  Four Barbarian Generals by T.A Miles, which just got revealed for pre-order.  (If you haven’t checked out the series so far I totally recommend doing so! It’s an epic fantasy with well-researched pan-asian themes & aesthetic which is pretty rare.) This one went through a lot of changes and has a much less ‘natural’ colour palette than the rest of the series, I really enjoyed working on this though- especially on the small details like the tiger embroidery etc. So much fun!

I hope to be doing some personal work to show you later this month as I intend to take some time off before industry workshops to work on my concept art portfolio.

Don’t Go

Originally posted by steals-dreams

Pairing: SamxReaderxDean
Word count: 2,161
Warnings: None
Author: Brittiny
Request: @philthepegacorn Okay, so Y/n is a writer of the show Supernatural (part of the alternate universe in the French Mistake) and she get transported to the actual SPN universe. Everyone loves her -she wrote them so she knows them better than anybody- and she turns out to be a bad ass hunter because of all her research and knowledge of the monsters. Not necessarily that she can fight. Their mission is to get her back to her old life. Even though none of them want her to go. And she ends up liking it there and stays.
A/N: I was told I could pick the pairing, or make it poly. So, of course I went poly :P I didn’t include much hunting, however. I’m sorry T.T

Walking off the set, you waved goodbye to your coworkers. It had been another long day. Between writing up a new script, and making slight changes to the one they were currently filming, you were grateful for the weekend. Sliding into your car, you cracked your back before buckling up. Your car was nothing fancy, a simple 2012 Toyota. Pulling out of the parking lot, you hummed to yourself.

It was a peaceful drive home, and you enjoyed the sunset on your balcony with a glass of wine. It was just another day for you. You crawled into bed at ten, just like every other night.

The next morning was entirely different.

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So there’s a porn documentary up on Netflix called X-Rated and I started watching it because I assumed it would include some criticism of the porn industry, in the vein of Hot Girls Wanted and After Porn Ends, and the first thing they talked about was Deep Throat and so I thought “Yeah, they’ll probably talk about how Linda Lovelace was forced to do Deep Throat by her abusive pimp husband” but they just talked about the movie and how much money it made and how it had a big impact on society and I’m just so angry because people deserve to goddamn know what Linda Lovelace went through, they even showed the part where you could see the bruises on her legs from Chuck’s beatings but they didn’t bother to mention how she got them, just that she was good at sucking dick and I’m just so fucking mad I hate porn I hate the industry I hate movies like this that glorify that shit I just hate it so much like there’s no way that anyone who did any kind of research wouldn’t know about what happened, the woman wrote a fucking book about it. I’m just so sick of this pornified society that ignores the rape and abuse of women I hate it I hate it I hate it