something quick before i fly away

Flowers for my sister

A/N: So when I was in Jr/Sr high they had fundraisers where for a dollar someone could buy you a rose & have it sent to on Valentine’s day. Throughout the day people would go into the classroom & pass out the flowers. They had notes on it with who it was from & whatever message they wanted. So I’m sitting here going “what fic should I write for Valentine’s day & this popped into my head.” Reader is Dean’s twin. The ending is kinda rushed but that’s because it’s bedtime but I wanted to post this on actual Valentine’s Day. Enjoy my loves.

Dean x Sister!Reader    Sam x Sister!Reader

Originally posted by queerevens

Originally posted by wincester-oops

You nearly collapsed as you set your lunch tray down at the same table that Dean was already sitting at. Dean quirked an eyebrow at you, “What’s up with you?” He questioned. You ignored him by pretending to be very interested in the disgusting lunch that was in front of you. “Aye,” Dean said while kicking your leg under the table.

“What?” You hissed at him.

“What’s going on? Why are you all, moody?” He asked.

“Nothing. Just drop it, okay?” You replied before taking a bite out of the lunch the school provided for you.

“It’s not nothing if you’re acting like a-” Dean began but was interrupted by Sam rushing over to the table.

“Y/N are you okay?” Sam asked, out of breath from running, “I heard what happened and ran ove-”

“I’m fine Sam. Just drop it. Both of you. Okay?” You told them.

“Sam. Spill. Now.” Dean demanded.

“Sam, you open your mouth and you’re gonna regret it.” You replied.

Sam looked between you and Dean; you were both his older siblings, both of you were his heroes, normally he did what you asked, but this time he couldn’t.

“It’s Valentine’s day right? So these guys-” Sam started.

“Seriously Sam. Drop. It.” You hissed at him.

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Lapis/ Peridot scene discussion (Big spoilers up ahead)

Today I want to discuss the Steven universe trailer we got from sdcc, specifically the Lapis and Peridot interactions. Before I start let me say I am a Lapidot shipper, but I want to keep this discussion more neutral for those who do not think Lapidot will be canon. In this discussion I will stay away from saying calling any of these interactions romantic. While these scenes could be possible lapidot build up, to me these scenes prove the Lapis and Dot care about each other a lot, whether it is romantic or platonic is your call.

To begin the first scene we see with Lapis is her in a video message with Steven. It seems he has retold the events from the wanted special and water mom is very distraught after hearing about it, remarking “YOU RAN FROM YELLOW AND BLUE DIAMOND??!?”. One thing a lot of fans forget is that Lapis is still not a crystal gem and but isn’t quite a homeworld gem either. After being imprisoned in the mirror, after crashing the hand ship, and after malachite Lapis still always had the first impulse to return to homeworld. But in Same old world Lapis realizes she can’t return to homeworld after all she did to Jasper. Plus Lapis must have some vengeance towards homeworld too, since it was hw gems that imprisoned her and when she returned the first thing they did is send her right back in a prison cell on the hand ship. She no longer has respect for the diamonds as a homeworld gem would, but instead fears them. And she sees when Steven tells what he did in the wanted special that a war is coming and the diamonds will return.

Next scene Lapis is at the barn, she says “they are going to take their anger out on this planet just like they did before! I am not going to let myself get caught up in another war” while squeezing Peri’s shoulder. One thing to note is I think this line does indicate Lapis was more involved in the war than she lets on. There is a possibility she may have been more involved with the war, rather than just being “caught up”, though that is a topic for another day . Whether or not she possibly fought inn the war, we know now that maybe even before the war she had mixed feelings about homeworld’s leadership, as she phrases it “they are going to take out their anger.” Not that they were trying to end the rebellion, or that they were trying to take Earth as their colony, but that they were simply venting. I think this a very interesting insight on the war. We have seen crystal gems talk about the war but not a lot of hw gems besides jasper, who show undying loyalty to homeworld during the war. Perhaps some smarter gems with more political control (like lapis as we have seen she may of once been part of the blue court) may not of completely been with homeworld on the war, unlike soldier gems created simply to fight and serve with unquestionable loyalty. She didn’t want to be a crystal gem or anything, but lapis might have had some disagreement towards the diamonds for shattering thousands of gems and causing her imprisonment all because they were angry. Now we know something very important though, lapis knows a lot more about the war than she previously told and understands more about it than someone like peridot, who just read records about it. Now, that way she is talking to Peridot and the way she squeezes her shoulder, although brief, says volumes about how much she cares for peridot. I can see what Lapis says and does indicating three different meanings:

1. I will take you under my wing- This is a warning, I am pushing you to come with me. I am squeezing your should to try to get you to connect with me and see all of the risks you are taking staying. War is worse than you think, you have never seen it, I have. Leaving Earth has it’s risks but at least being shattered isn’t one of them. You can stay, but I highly suggest you don’t.

2. Comprehension- Understand what I am saying, you don’t have to agree. Understand why I am doing this, even if you think it is wrong see my side, I don’t want you to hate me for this. Look at the risks of both staying and leaving, understand them, and be ready to bear them once you make your choice. Either way, I am not staying, I have made my choice.

3. Loving- I care about you, I know you are probably going to stay but know that I care about you. This is how I feel, this is my choice and it doesn’t mean I didn’t care or that all of the days we shared mean nothing. Most likely you will stay and that is your choice, so since we might say goodbye soon just know I won’t forget you.

Perhaps she meant only one of them, perhaps she meant all three. Regardless I think Lapis and Peri have come really far since they first met. They  started off hating each other and now they are hurting just trying to say goodbye to each other. Clearly over their time at the barn they have developed some closeness to each other, and now that they are back at the front lines of the plot this connection will have a huge hand in what goes down in the upcoming season.

We also see that Lapis is using her hydrokinesis near the barn? I honestly have no solid predictions for this scene. Some ideas I have are: Peridot is running after her or clinging to her arm to try to get her to stay so Lapis pushes her off and then using her powers to hold Peridot down so she can get away; Lapis is taking the water out of the aquarium in the barn to attack something; lapis  is creating a wall of some sort to hold Peridot back while she flies away; Lapis gets into a fight with a crystal gem (as we see she smirks a little bit as she uses her powers). Honestly those are just quick baseless predictions there is not much to go off right now. Oh, and a hopeful but improbable one: Lapis is staying on earth to fight and is preparing for battle.

We see a scene of lapis looking back before flying away but I will  come back to that later. At the very end of the trailer we get a dialogue of Peridot saying Earth is our home now! Isn’t it worth fighting for?”. My guess is this takes place as lapis is about to leave Earth. Seeing Peridot so genuine about her devotion to the earth and trying her best to convince Lapis to say makes me so happy to think of how far this little dork has come.

Returning to the Lapis flying away scene, it is believed this is lapis’ response to Peridot reaching out to her, turning her back and fleeing. Although this seems cold I think this is the saddest part of the trailer. When Lapis turns you can see the pain on her face as she does it. The way she looks at peridot says “A part of me doesn’t want to do what I am about to but I have to and you are only making this harder”. She then turns her face so that Peridot can’t see her shutting her eyes tightly as if to hold back a great pain or tears before flying off. Lapis wishes she could stay but knows she can’t. And Peridot wanting to defend Earth goes against what Lapis wanted. Lapis wanted Peridot to understand what she was getting herself into before making her decision and she still seems oblivious. Lapis knows that this is what Peridot wants and that even if she told peridot she would still want to stay. It hurts even more to leave, to leave behind peridot who has no idea what she is doing. It would of been easier is peridot came with her or at least understood that staying was suicide. She is leaving one of her only companions to let her naive self getting killed for a cause she barely understands, making saying goodbye that must harder.

This was my deep analysis of the lapis and Peridot moments from the trailer, but what do you guys think? If you have any more ideas, thoughts or opinions please reblog or respond to this post with them I am completely open to discussion.


Written for @phoenixfeatherquill‘s Emma Swan Deserves Better event! Sorry this is late. I’m currently sick with a cold so my head is just a bunch of static rn.

The rundown:

Bridesmaids - Groomsmen

Regina (Maid of Honor) - Henry (best man)

Belle - Rumplestiltskin

Elsa - August

Anna - Robin

Lily - Will Scarlet

Flower Girls: Lucy Gold, Isabella Hood (OQ daughter)

Ring Bearers: Robert ((baby Neal)) Nolan and Gideon Gold

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The Cage in heaven Part 2

So after a quite long break, due to my finals and stuff, I finally decided to make part 2 , so please enjoy! :)

Read Part1 here  and Part 3 here   and Part 4 here and Part 5 here  Part 6 here and Part 7 here :)

Plot: Before the Apocalypse happend, god/Chuck started to overthink this whole Situation.  To avoid direct contact with his sons he decided to create one last Angel which he let grow up with humans and is actually more like human then Angel.  When she’s 18 god sent her to heaven.  He tells Joshua that she’s Michaels soulmate.  At first everything seemed perfect but then his plans didn’t went as they probably should.


Originally posted by supernaturalwinchesterimpalapie

After the discussion with Michael you were sent to your room with your not-so-well-liked babysitter Zacharriah which was pretty much the last thing you needed right now. At least he didn’t bother to talk to you quite much, so you had plenty of time to settle your plans on leaving heaven. It wouldn`t be easy but if you wanted to save human kind and your soul mate you had to be successful, that much was clear.

You rememberd what Gadreel told you about an archangel who fleed from heaven before. His name was Gabriel and he was the youngest archangel as far as you knew he was the only one to ever flee from heaven and survive. Gadreel also told you about how he probably had done it. You didn’t know much about Michaels youngest brother but you knew enough to hope that he might help you.

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Coast Of The Sun

(Just a little drabble I wrote a while back of a peek into Ruthie’s life.  No angst, sex, drama, or intrigue here, just a happy day for my farm girl.  :B )

It had been moons and moons since Ruthanne had seen the beach - a proper beach, that is.  The precarious, great rocky cliffs that beetled out over the sea and broke the buffeting winds that reached her family’s farm hardly counted as a proper beach, even if you could see the sea for miles and miles.  If you decided to make the journey down to the waterline, you’d find the narrow coast only offered stone and silt, too slippery, jagged, and hazardous to walk upon, let alone rest a blanket to lie upon and sun yourself.

But Costa del Sol always wove its way into her dreams on evenings when she could only collapse into bed, fresh from a hot shower after a too-long day of work.  The doona that kept her warm on cooler nights cushioned her on warmer ones, damp hair drying in beachy waves while she slept.  In her mind’s eye the La Noscean sunshine transformed the clear, blue-green waters into glittering gemstones that waxed and waned, lulled themselves into an eventual tide, crashed carbonated explosions of foam onto the shoreline.  She heard it while she dreamt, the gentle swish and roar of the waters, the hushed shifting of sand and jovial chatter of passers by.  Even the scent reached her nose; the silk-scented air that could come only from beams of sun baking the sands, the occasional burst of sweet rolanberry ice, and the ever-present aroma of coconuts.  The best part about hard days were the easy nights, sleeping soundly to the visions of Costa del Sol.

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Merry Christmas @mirime-kisarrastine , I’m your secret santa for the miraculous secret santa exchange! Here is a soulmate!AU for your enjoyment, I hope you like it.



“It was horrible, Ayla. I can’t believe I said that in front of Adrien. I have never been so embarrassed in my life!” Marinette’s muffled voice sounded as she laid face down on her daybed.

While she hid the blush growing on her cheeks, Alya stifled a grin behind her hands.

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“Im here for you”

Originally posted by flame0120

Originally posted by autumnxxcoffee

Request// If you could do a bsm imagine with Brett, something like your boyfriend breaks up with you and he comforts you? 

A/N// Thank you for this idea, i loved it. Request’s are open so please feel free.

Notes// Y/B/N Your Best Friends Name 

I was on you way to your boyfriends house to surprise him with Nandos and a movie after a stressful day at school. When I turned the corner to make my way onto his street, nothing prepared me for what I were about to see. My best friends car in his driveway and his hands tightly around her waist, pulling her in and kissing her gently. I was distraught and extremely angry and so thought it best not to confront them as you knew you would just explode with anger. So, I turn around and start walking home gloomily my eyes welling up more and more with each step I take.

The walk back to my house seemed like it took for ever, the tears just kept flooding out of me. How could my best friend do that to me? I thought with another million questions flying around in my head. As I got home I noticed that my big brother Brett was in the kitchen hunched over some books studying, so I try to sneak past him as I know that if he says as much as one word to me I will collapse on the ground in tears. I fly past him tears rolling down my face but too quick for Brett to notice. But Brett being Brett he knew something was up and so dropped everything and rushed after me, a little too late as I had already reached my room and locked the door just before I slid down it with tears once again flooding out of me.

”Y/N what happened?” I hear your brother slide down the other side of the door.

I say, trying to hide the shakiness of my voice “Go away Brett, I just want to be alone”. 

“Y/N you should know me well enough by know that I’m not going to leave you alone in a time that you obviously need someone”. 

I sit there for quite sometime, Brett silently and I was crying and sniffling quietly until I finally give up and open the door to my brother who welcomes me with a tight embrace. Its the longest hug he’s ever given me and it calms me down slightly 

“I’m here for you” he whispers as he tightens his grip around me hugging me protectively. He guides you to my bed and we both take a seat.

 “Why? I just don’t understand why?” I sob.

 “Why what?” he asks genuinely. 

“I was going to surprise him, try and turn a bad day into a good one”

“Is that why there’s Nandos?” Brett interrupts, obviously trying to make me smile. He succeeds. 

“There’s that beautiful smile we all love and know” Brett says nudging me. 

“They were kissing okay, Y/B/N and my boyfriend were kissing” I say sorrowfully. 

“Oh, Y/N your way to good for him and besides the Nandos is getting cold and it smells really good and there no point in wasting a perfectly good Nandos on a jerk that doesn’t appreciate someone who is better then him”. 

“Help yourself, have mine too i don’t feel like eating” I tell him 

“There’s no way I’m eating alone” he replies grabbing the bag of Nandos and I hand and escorting me downstairs to the living area. 

We ended staying up all night talking about life and laughing,  sharing past memories, even though we don’t show it all the time and mask it by making fun of each other, we do love and care deeply for each other.

Unexpected Mutant (Steve Rogers x Reader)

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Word Count (2,012)

AN: Much awaited. Short-ish. Enjoy pls

“You have five minutes,” Tony called out to you through the com link. You slowly pulled the roofing out, setting it to the side and jumping down to the ground, your feet hitting the white tile silently. You were clad in your black stealth suit, your hair loose and flowing down your shoulders as you glanced around the hallway, trying to get a reading on any living things down here, “do you copy, Infinity?”

“Yes I copy Stark, but I’m trying to think, so can you focus on your part?” you said quietly, starting slowly down the hallway. Tony Stark and you have been staking the Osborne building for any sign of Hydra activities. After 2 long weeks on inactivity, you had to strike. It had been approximately three months since you were found, and Harry was missing. There still was no proof he was still here, but today was the day you were going to find out.

“I’m just making sure you’re okay in there,” he answered and you slowly peered down another hall, which was empty. You relaxed against the wall, you were too tense to feel anything and you took a deep breath, closing your eyes in the process, “Honestly, I’m stressed as shit and I want to sleep. I can’t focus.”

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I’m still awake.
Here, now, in this space.
Listening for police sirens and train songs outside and the ache that comes with trying to hold a body
thirteen hours away.
Tell me how the streetlights look on your side of the river, tell me how the rain falls there.

Are you still praying for a windstorm?

Do you remember the nights we believed we could fly, or raise the dead, or fall in love or something equally impossible for two trembling skeletons and only one summer?

I don’t look for ghost ships on the shore. I don’t look for bottles in the sea.

I’m still listening for the murmur of a fox’s heart and the quick flutter that comes before falling
Tomorrow might be soon enough.
A century might not be enough.

You could cup the time, all these years, all these wasted breaths, in your hands and lose them all like water
and maybe I wouldn’t say a word.
But here the earth has wrapped itself in dark silk and the police are not coming but the trains still are and in this space,
I am

—  Ghost ships, Elizabeth McNamara
Anguish Pt. 3

Originally posted by jeonsshi

Genre: Angst 

* Warning * : Cursing

Word Count: 2067

What’s worse than falling in love?
Falling in love with your best friend
But what’s worse than being the best friend?
It’s being family zoned

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A/N: so this whole chapter is a flashback as well, i usually italicize the flashbacks but it would look a bit weird if i did that for this whole chapter . _ .  You guys are more than welcome to message me with feedback or how much of a trash you guys are for jungkook :)
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Things weren’t the same after that.

Jungkook began investing his time more into Jieun, hanging out at the café just waiting for her to finish her shift. He skipped out on your usual hangout days and when he did show up, Jieun was there too. He stopped showing up at Jimin’s basketball games, stopped hanging out with you during lunch, and stopped walking you home. The worst part of it all was when he started breaking promises.

The leaves on the trees had begun turning yellow, the air had turned a nice crispy cold, and people began transitioning from t-shirt and shorts to sweaters and jeans. You were eating in the cafeteria with Jimin and his new friend at the time, Hoseok. Jimin had met Hoseok one day when he had his regular basketball matches at the park and coincidently Hoseok had gone to the same high school as you.  

“So what do you want to do tomorrow princess?”

“You can stop calling me that now, it’s disgusting.”

“You never complained about it when you were nine,” He chimes as he eats another spoonful of rice, “Besides aren’t girls supposed to like being called princess? You should feel honored.”

“You’re supposed to call your girlfriend that not your little sister,” Jungkook says as he takes a seat next to you. Jimin stops eating, staring at the boy with an emotion you can’t really decipher.

“What’re you doing here?” he asks with a hint of annoyance, placing his spoon down and setting the tray aside. Jungkook looks taken aback wondering what had gotten underneath his skin, after all hardly anything got Jimin riled up. He glances your way to get any hint but you’re just sitting there, silently eating your kimbap. “I can’t hang out with my friends?” he spits back, confusion in his tone. “What’s wrong with you?”

“Nothing, it’s just weird seeing you here especially without Jieun.”

“She’s cramming for finals so she doesn’t want to see me because I’m a distraction,” he takes a piece of kimbap from your tray, popping it into his mouth. Jimin lets out a sigh before continuing his lunch, “Are you coming over tomorrow?” he asks knowing the answer all too well.

“As a matter of fact I am.” Hoseok chokes on his soup, coughing as he reaches for his water bottle. You and Jimin look up, surprised at the boys’ answer. “Really?” You manage to squeak out.

“Really,” he chuckles as he gives Hoseok some napkins “I haven’t been hanging out with you guys as much as I use to and I know just by saying sorry isn’t going to fix all of the broken promises but I really mean it.” He turns towards you and places a hand on your head, smoothing out your hair, “So if you’ll let me, I’d like to hang out with my best friends again.”

“Promise us,” Jimin spoke up bringing back Jungkook’s attention onto him “You’ll be there tomorrow and If not,” he looks at you, noticing how you’re filled with so much happiness inside, trying so hard to stay calm “Consider our friendship over then.”

And before Jungkook can respond back, the bell rings and Jimin is dragging Hoseok to class leaving both you and Jungkook dumbfounded.

“I’ll call you alright.” Jungkook says as he pulls you into a hug, sad as he lets go too quickly for your liking. “See you tomorrow, Princess.”


“Coach you can’t be serious?” Jimin sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair. “My mom is out of town and it’s my – no, no I’m not making excuses!” You and Hoseok watch from the sidelines as Jimin continued to pull onto his hair. If he tugged any harder, he’d for sure go bald before he hit his thirties. “Alright, alright we’ll be there.” He hangs up and began throwing punches into the air.

“Of all the Saturdays why today?” Jimin whined before looking at you apologetically, “I’m so sorry princess –.”

“You have practice?” and Jimin’s heart hurts even more at the dejected tone in your voice. “I’m so sorry I’ll make it up to you I promise,” He says as he holds out his pinky for you to intertwine with. “You’ll be fine waiting here alone right?”

“I won’t have to, Kooks is here.” You smile brightly, waving back at the boy. Jimin looks behind him, relieved and proud that the boy had finally kept his promise. He gives Hoseok a high five along with Jimin before pulling you into a bear hug.

“I have an emergency practice, Jungkook take care of y/n and if anything happens y/n call me or Hobi alright?”

“Yes sir!” You salute happily and Jimin rubs your head, “Have fun you two!” he yells over his shoulder as he’s running off.

After Jimin says his goodbyes and is out of view point, it’s silent. The wind grazes against your cheeks, blowing your hair towards the back, and a rustle of a bag catches your attention as you look down and notice it’s from Jungkook.  

“Is that for me?” you question, and he looks at you before looking at to where you’re pointing. “Ah that’s right, I picked up your favorite,” He digs into the bag before pulling out a plastic container. “Cheesecake!” he yells out and your eyes widen, if shooting hearts was real you’d be shooting them out of your eyes right now. “Come on lets go to the picnic area.” He says as he throws an arm around you.

You’re at the picnic area too fast and you had to force yourself not to look disappointed as Jungkook takes his arm off of you. He places the bag down before reaching into his backpack and pulling out a blanket, placing it onto the ground. He smooths out the wrinkles before laying down on it and patting to the extra space gesturing for you to sit. You hesitantly take a seat next to him, wondering why on earth you feel so nervous.

Your thoughts vanish as you feel a tug on the back of your shirt and you’re being pulled down, encased in a pair of arms. You can feel your face turning red and your heart picking up at a rapid pace; you haven’t been this close to Jungkook in so long. You want to relish in his warmth and to hug him back, but the feeling doesn’t stay as long as you hoped when the picture of Jieun flashes in your mind and you’re pushing Jungkook off as fast as he brought you down.

“What’s wrong?” Jungkook says as he gets up from his position.

“W-we can’t do this Jungkook,” you stutter, facing the other direction of him so he doesn’t see your flushed face. “And why not?” you mentally slap him, running a hand through your hair trying to calm your heart beat down before facing him.

“You’re with Jieun –.”

“And what does that have to do with anything? You’re my best friend, we use to cuddle all the time –.”

“Jungkook, you don’t understand!”

“Understand what – are you worried about Jieun? She knows you’re my best friend.”

“Jungkook just stop it!”

“Stop what?” he yells back at you, irritation beginning to form on his face.

“Stop calling me your best friend!” By this time you’re already standing up, trying to get away from Jungkook to cool yourself down before you do something you regret but he’s quick when he has a grip on your hand, spinning you around. “What? Y/n now you’re not making any sense. Aren’t we best friends –?”  

“I like you okay!” Jungkook’s brows unfurrows, face changed to confusion. “I like you too –.”

You groan, your free hand flying to your hair. “No Jungkook, I like you.” You said again putting more emphasizes on the word like and seconds later his eyes are as wide as the moon, realization finally dawning on him. He doesn’t know what to do or what to say for that matter. The confession was so sudden and it wasn’t just any confession from anyone, but from you.

“Y/n I –.” His phone rings and your glad it did, until you realized who it was. You pull your hand out of his, and wipe away the tears that had formed around your eyes.

“Hello– Jieun, Jieun calm down what’s going on? I’m on my way okay, just stay put!” he hangs up before turning towards you.

“Go.” You say looking down at the ground, not wanting him to see the redness in your eyes. You don’t want him to leave, after all this is the first time in a long time you’ve seen him but at the same time you want him to so you can collect your thoughts.

“I promise I’ll be back okay?” He grabs his backpack, gives you a quick hug, and runs off. You sit back down onto the blanket, letting out a breathe you didn’t know you’ve been holding in. You have no choice but to wait, not wanting to spend your day off alone.


“y/n isn’t answering her phone,” Jimin sighs calling for what felt like the 100th time, he didn’t expect practice to end so late.

“Just keep trying to call her.” Hoseok says as he chugs down another water bottle. “There’s a chance that they might still be here.”

“They wouldn’t stay out here, its freezing out –.”

“Hey isn’t that y/n?” Hoseok points at a girl sitting on a bench underneath the lamp post, head hanging down. Jimin throws the ball to Hoseok before running towards you.

“Y/n?” Your head flies up to your name being called, but when you look up it’s not the person you were expecting. Disappointment falls onto your face but you quickly place a smile on your face not wanting him to worry. “Y/n why are you here alone? Where’d Jungkook go?”

“He got a call from Jieun, said he’ll be back.” You say as you kick a few pebbles.

“How long have you been waiting here?” he continues to pester you and you’re slowly getting irritated with every question he asks. “Not that long.” He stares at you for a long while, questioning why you haven’t looked him in the eye ever since he got here. Your nose started itching and before you know it, you’re in a sneezing fit. Jimin places a hand on your forehead, nearly cursing when he feels how hot it is. “Not that long huh? Don’t tell me you’ve been out here since I left you?” irritation in his voice.

“He said he was coming back –.”

“And how long ago was that?” you couldn’t answer, it didn’t matter if you gave him one or not because either way Jimin was still going to be mad. “We’re going home.” He spats as he grabs a hold of your wrist, pulling you off the bench. You snatch your wrist back and cross your arms “I’m staying here!”

“Quit being a baby, its fucking 10:30 y/n, you’ve been out here since 6! You’re practically frozen now and you’re going to make your fever worse if you stay out here any longer!”

“He promised!” you’re in tears now. You know it’s no use arguing with him, but you’re just holding onto the little speck of hope you have left; internally praying that Jungkook is coming back to you.

“Jimin calm down,” Hoseok says as he places a hand on his shoulder. Jimin shrugs it off, “You know what fine, stay out here.”

“Jimin –!”

“No don’t Jimin me!” he spats before looking at you, “You out of everyone should know very well that he can’t keep his fucking promises. His world revolves around Jieun now; There’s no Jimin, no Hoseok, there’s no you, y/n! If he really did care, he’d be with you right now not her.” Jimin’s seething by now. He knows he’s hurt your feelings but he’d rather have your feelings hurt by him than Jungkook.

“Does he even remember that today is your birthday?” you try your best to hold in the tears, but your eyes can’t hold any more liquid. A sob escapes your throat and the tears are falling down your cheeks. Jimin lets out a sigh as he envelopes you in a hug, it’s the first time he’s ever yelled at you, knowing full well that you’ve had a long day.

New Beginnings {14}

Jared x Reader

Warnings: Swearing? Hospitals (The reader works in the ER, so there will be different cases through out this series. They will range from minor to major. I will try my best to give you the best warnings, but this is the best I can do for now. This is my warning.)

Words: 2,513

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13

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Can i request gom+kagami+takao+himuro fell head over heel to a girl and confess their love but turn out the girl is a boy (the boys think she is tomboy).

“Look, I appreciate you asking me out—and don’t get me wrong, I like you too—but I’m a boy…”

Kuroko: He’d always had a sneaking suspicion that there was more to you than meets the eye, but Kuroko honestly didn’t expect this kind of twist. It throws him for a loop for a second and he has to rethink his words. “Sorry,” he starts out, going slower now that he’s flustered. “Is it a no then?”

Kagami: Suddenly, the scripted confession Kagami had set out for himself earlier that week goes flying out the window. This is one scenario he hadn’t planned for and he wasn’t a quick thinker on his feet outside of basketball. Stuttering out an apology, he runs away. Maybe he could try again later.

Kise: “E-Eh, r-really?” Looking at you in utter confusion, Kise tries to pinpoint any features that at all resemble something he traditionally saw in a guy. That is, until he realizes that might be offensive. “T-That doesn’t matter ____cchi!” he blurts out, rolling along with his confession anyway.

Aomine: “I, uh, sorry,” Aomine apologizes before walking away, not because he no longer wants to be with you, but because he’s utterly confused. It takes him a day or two to regain his confidence and before you know it, he’s asking you out again. This time using the pronouns you preferred.

Midorima: There’s a beat of awkward silence between the two of you as Midorima’s eyes narrow, scrutinizing you and trying to find any truth or lies. You weren’t lying just to get out of his already embarrassing confession, were you? If you were, that would break his heart more than a normal rejection would.

Takao: “I-I knew that, silly,” he teases, trying to save himself some embarrassment, but the red that’s slowly creeping up his neck gives him away. Honestly, he felt that your gender didn’t really matter because he was just as infatuated with your personality as he was with you physically.

Murasakibara: “Ah? Sorry, then you’re a very pretty boy,” Murasakibara revises his previous compliment. Then, realizing what you being a boy implies, his eyebrows furrow as a disgruntled noise escapes him. “____-chin, do you not like boys?” Translation: “Do you not like me?”

Himuro: Apologizing for the mistake and for making his confession more awkward than was necessary, Himuro still leaves his question up in the air for you to answer. He doesn’t expect you to accept right away, especially after finding out he’d had the wrong idea about you all this time.

Akashi: Swiftly apologizing for making it awkward and surprised that he would make such a major mistake, Akashi withdraws his proposal for a date. He doesn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable, so he decides it’d be best if he started his courtship with you over again. This time using the right pronouns.

How Today became Yesterday. (P2)

Pairing: Dean x Reader

A/N: Part three is the last part <3 Thanks for being patient :*

Your name: submit What is this?

You ran into your motel room and grabbed your bags, you weren’t planning on leaving till later tonight but knowing Dean’s in the same town as you crumbled every wall you slowly put up. He hadn’t changed, the bags became more clearer along with the wrinkles. You knew he was drinking heavily, he always looked that deprived when he drunk himself to sleep.But why would he? He finally got rid of you and he now has someone as beautiful as Jane. You felt your pocket vibrate and saw Jane’s name appear, speak of the devil. You turned your phone off and slid it back into your pocket. When you looked down at your shirt , you noticed the blood seeping through it. You groaned as you ripped it off your body and threw it at the wall leaving a slight red mark behind. You couldn’t move with this wound, it had become infected and if you wanted to leave now then you needed no distractions. So you prayed.

Castiel, I know I haven’t seen you in a while but I need your help, so please…. help me” You heard the slight flutter of wings and suddenly the room didn’t feel empty. You turned around and saw Cas’s soft expression.

“Actually Y/N, I’m here every night, wherever you go I always “drop in” to see if you are in trouble” Your heart felt nostalgically warm at his confession. You wondered how the food left in front of your door got there, or how your car had gas when you swore you had no money. But you shrugged it off thinking maybe someone was looking out for you and it turns out it was the angel on your shoulder. Tears pricked your eyes but you shook them away. He read your mind and smiled at your appreciation, he opened his arms inviting you to feel the comfort you needed.

“Thanks Cas” You walked up to the angel and hugged him, you loved how you two have become comfortable upon the sibling level. He constantly had your back. He pulled away and looked at your wound.

“I wanted to fix this last night but I didn’t want to scare you.” He pressed his two fingers to your forehead and you felt instant pleasure instead of pain. You exhaled in comfort when you pressed your hand to your side, seeing there was no more blood. You smiled up at your best friend and walked away to wear a new a clean shirt.

“So how have things been?” You were genuinely interested in what’s happened to him in the past 5 months or so.

“Well I got back my grace, metatron he uh. He gave up to Hannah’s persuasiveness” You cringed at that, angels weren’t meant to be kind. They were warriors, soldiers and when they want something, they’ll get it.

“So you’re Cas, Cas now?” He nodded at your comical sentence, it wouldn’t have made sense to him 5 years ago but he now understands and appreciates human behavior along with their antics.

“Wow… I’m so happy for you Cas” You walked up to him and put both arms on his elbows. He stared deep into your eyes and frowned.

“Y/N… I’m sorry.” You pulled your eyebrows together, confused. Why out of all people on earth was he sorry?

“I can fix your physical wounds but emotionally I can’t fix anything.” You pulled away from him, throwing a weak smile. Under your breath you muttered a soft “no one can” He grabbed your hand and faced you towards him.

“But Dean can, Y/N. He still loves you, I swear on my grace he does.” You sighed and smiled at your illusionary friend. He always looks at the brighter things in life but this time nothing seemed to illuminate.

“Be careful Cas, you just got the damn thing, don’t swear it away.” He shook his head about to say something but he faintly heard Dean’s voice.

“Cas buddy, I need your help. I found Y/N. Quick”

“Y/N. I’m sorry but I must go, heaven says uh- Metatron is going to tell us where the demon tablet is. I’ll be back soon, do not leave okay? Not tonight” You nodded and he pecked your forehead before flying off to god knows where.

Dean looked out the window of his car waiting for his only hope for getting you back. He was so stupid to think you leaving would help either of them. It did exactly the opposite, you were broken and so was he. At least if you were with him then you’d be broken together.

“Yes you are stupid Dean. If you would’ve only spoken to Sam or me about this then we wouldn’t be here right now” Jane and Dean turned around to see Cas sitting in the backseat with an angry expression on his face. The same expression he’s carried out in the last year, whenever he was with them sentences were short as his visits. But nonetheless Dean was happy to see his best friend.

“Cas buddy, thank you for coming.” Cas looked at Jane and stared sympathetically at her. Cas knew she was a replacement and he knows Jane knew as well. Sam had told her that Dean fell in love with another woman before her but she never knew it was you.

“Hello Jane” he softly whispered.

“Hey Cas. So can you help us?” Cas tilted his head in confusion wondering why Jane wanted to help you and Dean get back together, but he pushed all that beside.

“Yes I can” He looked towards a hopeful Dean. “I was just with her before you called me” Dean’s eyes widened along with his smile.

“Really? Oh man please tell us her address, Cas. Please. Wait… how did you know where she was?”

“She prayed to me, her wound was bad. I would have healed it last night but I didn’t want to make her uncomfortable.” Deans grip on the seat became tight and his knuckles became a shade lighter. He looked at his friend with all sorts of scenarios flooding his mind.

“Why were you with her last night?” His voice thick with Jealousy.

“I’ve been with her every night since she left. She didn’t know it. I was simply looking out for her every day.” Dean exhaled thankfully, he wiped all scenarios of you and Cas together, romantically.

“Wait if you were looking out for her then why did you let her get hurt?” Cas was offended by the accusation of him possibly letting you be in harms way on purpose.

“Excuse me Dean but I was in Heaven at the time. Plus this wouldn’t have happened if you weren’t so thick minded and let her out of your sight in the first place.” Dean had no right to be mad at Cas and he knew it was his fault. He looked at his friend apologetically and nodded.

“Sorry man. So can you tell us where she is?” Cas nodded, knowing it would be best for the both of you. He only wanted things to be back to normal, he wanted you back in the bunker, saving people with them.

You walked into the bathroom grabbing your things and packing them. Looking at the time you noticed Cas left an hour ago. Maybe he found the damn tablet, you were about to leave but he asked you not to, at least not tonight. So you decided to respect his wish. You flopped on the couch and opened the untouched minibar to see it stocked with Dean’s favourite beer. Wow, everything was about Dean yet again. Today had begun to be like every other damn day. You grabbed a beer and ignored the label each time you brought the liquid to your mouth. You flicked through the channels and decided to land on some lifetime movie that would help distract you for the next hour or so.

You were so into the movie you didn’t even notice the headlight shining through the window of the motel room. You were on your fifth beer and you didn’t feel anything, apparently being broken meant also having a high tolerance for alcohol. You got your sixth beer and sat on the couch thinking about the bar games you and Dean would play, like who could get the most numbers or who can hustle better. You smiled at the memory but your thoughts were interrupted by a loud and eager knock on your door.

You set your frosty beer on the table and reached for your gun that was tucked in your pants. You pulled it out and walked to the door. You looked through the peep hole to identify your visitor but they were standing so damn close to the thing you could only see skin. You sighed and slowly opened the door with the gun behind it. When the person came to view your breath was hitched in your throat and a familiar lump replaced it. Your hand became limp on the handle as you stared at the man infront of you.  No matter how many years it could be you’d never forget his face.

“Dean.” Your voice broke midway as you sighed surprisingly yet sorrowfully.


Why did she just SIT THERE!

So, I re-watched Strange Magic again while I was making dinner tonight and it almost burned because the timer went off close to the end and, absorbed as I was, I ignored it. Burnt dinner aside, I just had to come here to say I find myself yelling at the screen, like a huge dork, right after the castle collapses because Marianne just SITS THERE on the edge of that precipice like she’s HUMAN or something!

I shout, “OMG what’s wrong with you! FLY DOWN AND SEE IF HE’S OK! He could be pinned and bleeding AND STILL ALIVE! You’re walking away!? WTFArgledhfhfh! (strangled noises here). There’s no body! He’s not dead until you see the corpse! FLY MY PRETTY!” She’s so quick to mourn him unchallenged, I think to myself, “Who ARE you, and what have you done with my Marianne?!?”

And then I hiss quietly, “You don’t deserve him.”…and instantly feel like crap.

At this point my husband slips quietly out of the room before any crazy can splash in his general direction. When he’s safely half-way up the stairs he yells down,“Call me when dinner is ready!” Then beats a hasty retreat. Oh shit, mah fajitas! D=

(Don’t worry, I saved the fajitas. Just barely…)

I need an alternate ending where Marianne retains the fire she has throughout the whole movie (post Roland) and flies down there after him. Maybe finds him a little more wounded than a simple crick-in-the-arm after having, you know, an entire castle fall on him and she sticks around to help him recover.

Nurse Marianne. Now that would be funny. He may not survive her first aid. ;)



Thanks to the generosity of my followers I had enough donations to get a new lens. These were the first pictures I took to test it out. It’s my first new lens since I got my camera 2 years ago. I almost had enough money saved up for a new lens a while back, but Otis really needed a fence and that little fluffball always comes first. The lens isn’t super fancy or expensive, but with all the macro work I’ve been doing lately, I think it is perfect for my needs. 

I got the Sigma 50mm 2.8 macro lens. Not only will it do macro, but it is also great for, well, anything else. It is the sharpest lens I have ever used and the color rendition is very good. I didn’t have to add any saturation to the photos above.

The only downside to the lens is it has some green color fringing in out of focus areas. Things like tree branches and other fine lines that are out of focus will have a bit of a green band surrounding them. But Lightroom has a function that pretty much eliminates that with a single click. 

The autofocus is also a bit wonky. It works fine as long as you understand the behavior of the lens, but I think people who reviewed it didn’t know what they were doing. The lens essentially has two focus zones. Normal and close up. If you have the lens barrel extended for close up and then your try to focus on something far away, the lens gets confused and won’t find focus. But if you retract the barrel all the way and then autofocus, it is quick and accurate. 

The working distance for the lens is very very short. Just a few inches for extreme macros. I knew that before I purchased the lens. I went with a shorter focal length because I wanted my macro extension tubes to be more effective. They give you less magnification on longer lenses. With this lens and macro tubes I think I can get more magnification than I ever have before. If you saw my fly eyeballs, I think you can see what I’m talking about. 

I couldn’t have gotten this lens without you folks. I also just did a photoshoot with all my other equipment that I am really excited about. I still have to edit the photos, but it really gave me a confidence boost that with this lens and all the other doodads, I can do some professional quality work. Thank you again. 

nostarielstuff  asked:

Napollya prompt: Napoleon gets injured ok a mission cue over protective Illya who won't let him walk around or leave the hotel/house/apartment and instead just carried him everywhere. If you aren't still doing these it's okay!

worth the reward ( explicit, 1184w )

also on AO3
this somehow turned into something explicit even though i’ve never written anything explicit before i’m really sorry

Napoleon wonders what he’s ever done to deserve this. After all, he doesn’t think he’s been anything but irritating and barely tolerable in the eyes of Peril, and yet here he is, arms around Illya’s neck as he’s being carried to his hotel bed.

“You know I can walk, right?” Napoleon says gingerly, though he doesn’t try to get himself off of Illya.

“You can limp,” Illya corrects. “Big difference.”

“Yes, well, I could have limped from the car to my bed,” Napoleon says.

“Would have taken too much time,” Illya reasons. “I did not want to wait.”

Napoleon narrows his eyes. “Are you worried, Peril?”

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