sorry this could have been so much better

Daddies Get Insecure Too
  • Daddy: Hey baby? I'm sorry I haven't been the best lately.
  • Baby: Whaddya mean daddy?
  • Daddy: I haven't really been there for you. I know you've needed me and you've been really upset with me. I'm not doing good and I wish I could do better for you. You deserve so much better.
  • Baby: ...
  • Daddy: You're probably mad at me and you have every right to be. I want to be the best I can be for you and I'm failing at being your daddy.
  • Baby: ...
  • Daddy: Baby?
  • Baby: *hugs* I love you.
  • Daddy: I love you too. I'm so scared of you leaving. I know I can do better but I--
  • Baby: Shh. I love you. You're the best daddy I can ask for. I can't expect you to always be there for me because I know you get busy. It's my fault for always getting upset when you can't be there. I just really miss you is all. There may be people better than you but I don't want them. I want you. I love you more than anyone else in the world, flaws and all.
  • Daddy: *sniffling* I love you too princess.

Thank you for 300+ followers! 

Sorry for being inactive lately, so here is the thing I promised you guys! This video was supposed to make up for the days I may have been inactive, but I just recently reached 300 followers (a couple of days after reaching 200? damn) so I thought that this video could be for both. Sorry if this video wasn’t really relevant to the god/dess au, but the next time we reach as much follwers, I SWEAR that the next milestone would be better. I will now be focusing on schoolwork and answering asks so expect some asks to appear soon ;). Love you guys!

Random H2OWildcat.

It’s a first meet-up for Delirious, and ‘too many to count’ meet-up for everyone else, but they’re all going to vacation for the weekend in a cabin in the West Virginia woods.

There was obviously a per-warmup party, because everybody came to the airport smelling strongly of booze. Lui only managing to keep his bottle of Smirnoff by flirting heavily with two security guards.

Wildcat is a quiet drunk. Baring the moments that he’s prone to bursts of loud, offensive jokes.

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Tyler's Cute - Tyler Joseph Imagine

Imagine- After hearing so much about Tyler from your older brother, Josh, you finally get to meet him.
(Requested by; the-joshdun-stare)

Triggers- None

Note- Part of me is really proud of this and another part of me thinks this could had been better, but i hope you enjoy it anyway?? :,))
Also i hope you liked how i added the concert bit lol that’s one part i’m proud of😂
(i’m so sorry)


You turned your music off when you heard a knock on your bedroom door. Standing up from your desk, you walk over and open it to see your older brother, Josh.
“Hey y/n, Tyler’s gonna come over in a bit, kay?”
“So I’ll finally get to meet him, huh?” You had heard so much about Tyler from Josh, and he seemed like a cool guy.
Josh smiled. “Yep! I think you two would be good friends.”
“Sweet, I can’t wait to meet him!”

You were just coming down the stairs as the doorbell rang and Josh ran over to open it. There stood a dark haired boy with deep chocolate eyes.
“Hey, man!” Josh went up to hug him.
“Hey, Josh. What’s up?” Tyler smiled, hugging him back.
He walked inside and soon spotted you.
“You must be y/n, right?” He smiled brightly, and you could see a row of crooked teeth. It was cute.
“That’s me,” You smiled back, shaking his hand. You also noticed Tyler had several tattoos on his arms.
“It’s nice to meet you,” God, you couldn’t help but realize just how cute he was. You’ve seen many pictures of him, but in person he was beautiful.
‘No,’ You thought, 'This is Josh’s friend. There’s no way you’re going to be thinking about this.’
“It’s nice to finally meet you too! Josh always talks about you,” Tyler’s smile grew bigger, and a slight pink spread across your cheeks.
'Stop it, you idiot!’ You knew this was wrong, but no matter what you told yourself, You couldn’t deny that Tyler was very cute. He seemed sweet, too.
“So,” Josh interrupted your thoughts, “How about we play Mario Kart? You can also join if you want, y/n.”
“Uh- yea, sure,” You knew Josh had probably saw your blushing, or he wouldn’t have said something so quickly. You cursed quietly to yourself.
You weren’t very good at Mario Kart, but it was still fun. Every now and then, you couldn’t help but to glance over at Tyler. You almost thought he was looking at you too, but you probably imagined it.
When Tyler won for the third time in a row, he dropped his controller on the ground and threw his hands in the air.
“Honestly, how are you this good?” You asked as he still had a huge, silly grin on his face.
“Practice makes perfect, my friend,” He winked at you, which may or may not have caused your heart to flutter, just a little bit.
“He acts like he’s great, but you should watch him on Rainbow Road. He sucks at that,” Josh laughed, and Tyler playfully pushed his shoulder.
For the rest of the day, Josh and Tyler had gone out, leaving you home alone. For most of the time, you just read, though you couldn’t get Tyler’s lovely smile out of your head.

A few days later, Josh invited you to go eat at Taco Bell with him and Tyler. You gladly excepted. You were excited to see Tyler again, even though you barely knew him. It was pretty worrisome, honestly.
You dressed casually but nice, and got there early so you could see them walk in.
When you spotted your brother with Tyler by his side and walking your way, you waved, smiling.
“Hey guys.”
“Hey, what’s up?” Tyler asked, his eyes bright.
“Nothing much, just waiting for you guys.”
While the three of you talked, Tyler and Josh said a lot of things that made no sense to you, and they quickly explained it was an inside joke. You couldn’t understand how they could have so many, but you enjoyed it anyway.
When you spoke, no matter what it was about, Tyler always had his eyes intently on you. You tried your hardest not to blush (especially with Josh right there), but it was pretty hard, honestly.
“Hey, I’ll be right back. Gotta use the bathroom,” Josh got up and walked away towards the back of the building, where the bathrooms were located.
Now it was just you and Tyler. Neither of you had anything to say.
After some awkward silence, Tyler finally spoke up, “So, y/n, are you planning on doing anything fun soon?”
“Well, I’m going to the P!ATD concert this weekend, I’m pretty excited for that.”
“Really? I’m going to that one also!” Tyler immediately had a big grin on his face, and everything about him sparked.
“Maybe we could go together?” He added excitedly, and then shyly backed off, hesitantly continuing, “I mean, if your okay with that…,”
You couldn’t help but to grin widely.
“That would be fun!” Tyler smiled at your response, showing his crooked teeth, and his chocolate eyes sparkled.
The both of you smiled while looking at one another for several moments, until you blushed and looked away.
It looked like he was just about to say something when Josh came back, taking his seat back next to Tyler.
“What’d I miss?”


When they were finished eating and y/n went her separate way, Josh quickly pulled Tyler over.
He looked at Tyler expectantly.
“What, dude?”
“You like my sister, don’t you?”
“What?” Tyler hesitated before continuing, “I-I mean, she’s cute, I guess,” He fumbled.
“Unbelievable!” Josh rolled his eyes and had a smirk on his face. “You know, by the looks of it, she likes you too.”
Tyler’s eyes grew wide, “You really think so?”
“Trust me, I know my sister,” Josh tried his best to stop himself from chuckling, “I could tell she liked you from the moment she saw you.”
Josh could tell Tyler was trying to stop himself from smiling like an idiot. It didn’t work too well.


The rest of the week seemed to take an eternity to go by, and you couldn’t focus on anything. All you could think about was going to the concert with Tyler. You were more excited then you cared to admit.
But when the day finally came, you were elated. You quickly put on a P!ATD shirt, some makeup, and you were ready.
When Tyler said he was outside waiting for you, you quickly made your way downstairs and found Josh.
“Where ya going?” He asked.
“Remember? I told you i was going to the concert.”
“The one Tyler’s going to? Is that why I see his car outside?” He raised an eyebrow and smirked.
You rolled your eyes but smiled, “It’s not like it’s a date or anything, Josh.”
“Mm hmmmm,” He didn’t look convinced.
“Oh, shut up,” You playfully pushed him and your cheeks went red, but you were out the door before Josh could have noticed.
You waved at Tyler and hopped into his car, and they were off to the concert.


“Hey,” Tyler said as y/n hopped into the car.
“Hey!” She had a big smile on her face that he couldn’t help but to smile back at.
“Are you excited?”
“Uh, duh! This’ll be my first time going to a P!ATD concert,” Tyler thought that the way y/n’s face lit up and her eyes sparkled as she talked was adorable.
On the way there, they both clicked, talking about anything that came to mind. Tyler may have also been caught staring at y/n, which had made her blush. She was cute when she blushed.

When they finally got there, y/n looked like she was going to explode from excitement. It made Tyler have a big goofy grin on his face that he couldn’t shake off. Y/n’s excitement made him excited.
They both went through security without a problem and were on their way inside.
“I cant believe how close we are!” Y/n exclaimed. They were in the pit and almost at the very front.
“Good thing, we came early, huh?”
She started giggling and Tyler had fallen in love with her even more.
The concert was amazing so far, with him and y/n yelling out lyrics together and getting sweaty inside the crowd. They stood close together, their shoulders brushing, not wanting to be separated. Tyler couldn’t help but to stare into y/n’s vibrant eyes as she danced with the music, and smile to himself.
When someone had bumped into Y/n and made her almost fall backwards, she grabbed onto his hand so they didn’t loose each other. When she got back next to Tyler she quickly let go.
“S-sorry,” She said quickly, with a flustered face. Tyler had to compress a giggle.
He grabbed her hand back and smiled, “I don’t mind.”
Tyler could see red spread across her cheeks and his smile grew wider.


You were pretty flustered at the moment. Tyler was smiling at you and was holding your hand. You smiled back, and could feel your cheeks warming up.
“You’re cute when you blush,” He said, looking into your eyes.
You had to look to the floor to avoid looking like an idiot with the huge grin on your face. It almost felt like your heart was going to pound out of your chest, right then and there. You almost forgot about the concert and all the people around you, caught in the moment.
You felt Tyler’s free hand gently pull up your chin and you looked into his eyes again.
He hesitated a moment before shyly, but adorably, asking, “Can i kiss you?”
You eyes went wide and Tyler let go of your chin, looking away.
“I mean, y-you don’t have to…”
Before you changed your mind, you leaned up and pressed your lips against his. It was short, but amazing.
You pulled away and saw Tyler’s sparkling eyes and big smile looking back at you. He cupped your cheek and brought you in for another kiss, this one longer and sweeter than the last. Your lips moved perfectly with each other.
You placed your hands behind his neck to deepen it, when someone bumped into you, pushing you closer to Tyler, your bodies now touching.
The two of you pulled away when you heard someone’s yell from behind.
“I’m tying to watch the show, if you came here to make out you may as well leave!”
You quickly felt very embarrassed, but Tyler squeezed your hand to reassure you that you were fine, and the two of you continued paying attention to the show, though it was hard to do. All you could think about was Tyler and the kiss, and his hand still holding yours.

When the concert was over and Tyler pulled up into the driveway, he carefully grabbed your wrist before you got out.
“Hey, I had fun tonight.”
“Yea, so did I,” You said genuinely.
“So, uhm, would you like to do something like this again some time?”
You raised an eyebrow, “Like a date?”
He smiled brightly, “Yea, like a date.”
“I’d love too,” You smiled back.
“Sweet! I’ll, uh, text you or something.”
“Cool by me,” You tried to stay calm but you could barely contain your happiness.
After that, you skipped inside with a huge grin on your face, probably looking like a mess.
You didn’t care.

If it makes anyone feel better, loo replied to a few people on twitter to say she could have been more sensitive, is aware of the LGBT audience’s pain and is sorry for that, and wrt an article on queerbating and heteronormativity said she read it with interest. I know it’s not much and much more could be said (or not said) but little things like that are small victories. It would be unfair not to look at the positives and only talk about the negatives, and I do respect when someone acknowledges they could have gone about something in a better way. A more public apology would have been better for us, but also it’s not easy to talk about criticisms of your employers on social media, so we have to appreciate that too. 

Who would have known that the heart I would break tonight would be yours?
And who would have known that it would be the thousandth time?
If what’s breaking your heart is that I am no longer the woman you loved, that I am soiled by my experiences, then so be it. Then, I am disappointed in you, but I feel no guilt.
But I don’t think that’s it.
If what’s breaking your heart is that you could not be the one to treat me right, to make my story better than the one I told you when we caught up tonight, then I am sorry. I really wish you could have been.
But five months ago, you chose not to be. And that is a choice we must both live with.
As much as I love you, it is a static love. It lived in the past, and it grows no more.



Senior Discount


 Bucky Barnes x Reader, Steve Rogers x Reader
 Could you please write an imagine for Steve and Bucky where you guys go out to eat and you tease them because seniors eat free and their seniors. Thank you so much and love your writings
Warnings: None
Notes: Hey guys, sorry I’ve been so shit with posting but hopefully things should be getting better. Anyway this is just a little imagine that I thought would be quite funny, enjoy!

“Steeeeeve…please.” You whined throwing your hands up in the air. “No Y/N, we have training, maybe after.” He grunted as he continued to beat on the punching bag. “Aww come on Steve, our best girl wants to eat lunch with us, we can miss training just this once.” Bucky chuckled, unwrapping his knuckles, already getting ready to ditch his training session. “Fine.” Steve finally relented, stopping his assault on the bag and unwrapping his knuckles as well. “Yay!” You exclaimed, doing a small victory dance at getting the boys to do what you wanted,  “I knew you couldn’t resist spending time with me.” You chuckled, grinning from ear to ear. “Yeah yeah. Where’d you want to eat kid?” Steve chuckled shaking his head and ruffling your hair. “How about the Italian place down the road?’ Bucky interjected, throwing an arm around your shoulder and leading you out the door. “Sounds good.” You smiled pushing Bucky’s arm off of your shoulder and grabbing Steve’s hand to drag him along behind you.

 After the three of you were seated in a small booth in the corner a particular sign caught your attention and made you giggle. “What’s so funny?” Bucky asked nudging you in the arm. “Well it looks like our meal is going to be pretty cheap.” You giggled, a grin spreading from cheek to cheek. “What do you mean?” Steve said warily, taking a gulp of his water. “Well it seems that this place has a senior discount,” You laughed pointing at the sign and waiting for the two to catch on. “So…?” Bucky asked cocking an eyebrow. “How old are you Buck, 98 right?” You said with a wink, “And you Steve your only one year his junior, so you must be 97.” You said laughing at your own joke, watching as realisation hit them both. Steve just sighed and led his head on the table while Bucky just hid his face in his hands. “So you see looks like you guys are eating pretty cheaply.” You laughed at the soldiers exasperation.


another thing for Kunikidazai Bosses! au I told you I’m taking this way seriously

this beautiful au belongs to @nenufair you could read her beautiful masterpieces X X  and more about the au X like you should

Edd: We’ve been adjusting to our apartments the last three weeks!

Tom: Matt had to ditch the fountain, though.

Edd: We’ve been better, but…

Tom: We’re healing.

Edd: Tom should be able to remove the bandage in a couple days…

Edd: There’s not much to think anymore… He could have killed us. Tom especially… And that’s not forgivable. I can’t believe I let him back here.

Tom: Edd…

Onwards to 2017!!

H-hey everyone!! So sorry I’ve been really inactive. My work has been making me pull 6-7 day work weeks because of the holidays and now I’ve been enjoying a little rest hehe ;;;

I’ve been working on content I can’t post (for work, and for commissions), but I’ve got some holiday time now so I’m looking forward to uploading some things soon!!

For me 2016 was a pretty mixed bag of a year, but I feel like 2017 could be much better if I do my best to work hard!!

Let’s all have fun in the new year!!

“I truly wonder if I will ever stop loving you. I have moved on. Found someone new. Someone who treats me so much better than you ever did. I love him. But there is still this thought of you and I. I do not wish to be yours again, and I do not crave your attention. I do wonder what we could of been. Do you think of me? Do you miss me? Have regrets? I dont think I will ever stop wondering with that bit of love still stuck in my bones.”

—s.g // excerpts from a book ill never write #60

Lend a Helping Hand

Fandom: Gotham

Character: Jonathan Crane

Reader Gender: Female

Request: “Can you do a Gotham Jonathan crane X reader I know he was only in 2 episodes but he’s still one of my fav characters and can you make it that the reader is trying to comfort him because he’s kinda always scared thanks <3″

Summary: With Jonathan finally out of the hospital, you thought things might get better, but it turns out he needs just as much help, if not more. Luckily, you were always there to help him. 

Warnings: None I can really think of!

Word Count: 761

Author’s Note: I’m sorry if he seems out of character, I kind of made my own interpretation of him based on how he is in the show. 

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anonymous asked:

Thank you so much for writing those tips (I'm sorry if I could not be clear with what I'm about to say, but I'm still learning English, so I don't have a broad vocabulary yet) I have never been teached how to write a thesis, how to have a good structure. This was something that I was really struggling with, but with your post I think I can have a very solid base to start when I need it. (I'm not in University yet, but still...) I'm sorry if this is too long, but again, thank you so much!

Thank you… I’m glad you thought it was helpful! ; u ; I wish you luck with your future essays! 

Gang Headcanons

Request: Hey. I just had a terrible day at work. I was threatened with termination over something I didn’t do. I’ve been working there for awhile and have never done anything before and they decided to believe a customer over me. So I was wondering if I could get headcanons for how the gang would react if their s/o got in trouble/fired from work for something they didn’t do. Thank you so much!

a/n- I hope this is okay, I’m really sorry that happened at work. You didn’t deserve it!


- Darry would feel really bad, and would do anything to make you feel better. First, he’d draw you a warm bath and while you were relaxing in the tub he’d attempt to cook you a really nice dinner. After you ate the meal he prepared, he’d cuddle you so hard, which was special because I don’t see him being a really touchy feely kind of guy. The following week he’d help you find a new job.


- Dallas would most definitely go into your work and give your boss a piece of his mind. Then I see him just taking you out to do fun stuff around town, and would encourage you to not give a fuck or give up.


- He’d low-key be happy, because he’d get to see you way more often. But, he was like “Oh baby, that’s awful!” And to top it off he secretly likes that you’re really cuddly when you’re upset.


- He wouldn’t know what to do, the kid can’t relate. He’s never had a job in his life. So he’d just buy you all of your favorite junk foods and pig out with you while having a movie marathon.


- He was really upset, seeing how disappointed and upset you were. He really truly does hate seeing you in pain. He wouldn’t know the right words to say to make you feel better, so he just told you some bullshit along the lines of “If it’s meant to be, it’ll be.” 


- Tbh honest he’d just play with your hair and hold you, not knowing how to make you feel better.


- Steve would get your mind off of what happened by distracting you. He’d take you around town on little adventures, and make you laugh so hard you cried. He gets you a job at Dx at the register the next week.

anonymous asked:

your harry looks so cuddly and sort of done with everything but in a more grumpy than overly pessimistic way :D i bet he either way sleeps to much or too little, lil harold. Do you consider him an auror?

hmmmmm i actually dislike auror!harry quite a lot. i dislike the idea of him working for the ministry of magic in general. to me him becoming an auror felt much like an obligation and i believe he could have done so much better than that. i love the idea of him working with children at hogwarts as a dada teacher (a full-time one, not an occasional lecturer as jkr states) or a flying instructor/qudditch coach. i love the idea of him working in the qudditch industry, and not necessarily as a player, i bet there is a huge variety of professions that have something to do with it. i love the idea of him setting off to travel the world and study different kinds of magic and then returning a decade after and settling down to open a shop full of peculiar foreign magic. or to become a wandmaker. or to breed thestrals. or to open an orphanage. or to work on ways of integrating muggle technology in magic society. there are so many more interesting career choices he could take rather than fulfill his obligation of fighting The Evil just because it’s everyone (including himself) expected him to do

flussoperpetuo  asked:

Honestly, the only way Yulia could perform is if she's granted a pardon by the President of Ukraine. Even with all the lobbying from the EBU, I see this as highly unlikely. I feel deeply sorry for her (and I hope she'll have another chance to get on the ESC stage), not so much for the people in Russia who were behind her nomination.

I agree. The way she’s been used and then treated afterward has all been very sketchy. she deserves better than to be used as a political pawn.

anonymous asked:

Not sure if you'll remember this but there used to be a Google Drive video of just Thomas (and James) scenes floating around. Was wondering if you'd have a link or know someone who did.

I know which link you’re referring to, unfortunately I think it may have been deleted. I looked for it not too long ago myself, and I remember it being deleted. I could be mistaken. But sorry, I don’t have much better luck than you do :(

If anyone here knows where it is, please message my askbox so I can let everyone who’s looking know!

UPDATE: Here you go anon!

10 Things I Hate About You (Part Two) - (Young)Sirius Black Imagine

A/N: hello dearies! sorry it took me a bit more than I said to post this! I haven’t been having the best days but I’m better now and I’m back! :D thank you so much to everyone who liked this story! :D I’m having so much fun writing it! :D ****so, here chapter two! I figured this story would have 10 chpaters because well, duh hahaha so… here we go pt. 2! :D

Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter

Your name: submit What is this?

10 Things I Hate About You

I hate the way you drive my car

[Part 1] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5] [Part 6] [Part 7] [Part 8] [Part 9] [Part 10]

Sirius had spent up all night thinking what the bloody hell he was going to do. He couldn’t back down of the bet. There was no chance in hell he’d let either McLaggen or Diggory win. Plus, he couldn’t let McLaggen near (Y/N). Sure, the girl always got on his nerves but throughout the last couple of years, it wasn’t just James that had warned boys to stay away from his sister. Remus threw in a warning or two as well, but Sirius was the one that would actually scare boys away from her and he wasn’t about to stop now. He had no idea how he was going to win the girl who despised him, though. He sighed when he spotted the girl by herself in the Common Room and hurried up towards her. Let it begin.

“Good morning, (Y/N). Oh, Merlin! You look breathtaking today” he said with a very fake gasp.

(Y/N) took a look at her lazy look for that day and then looked up from her book to glare at him. “What do you want?”

“Why I am deeply offended that you would think that that’s the only reason I’d talk to you” Sirius said offended.

“You’ve been best friends with my brother since first year, Black. You even started living in my house this summer and you don’t speak to me unless it is for three reasons” she said counting them out. “You make a stupid remark or insult towards me” she said as number one. “You steal my homework or my food” number two. “Or you ask me where my brother is” she said as number three.

“That’s not true, I uh- t-talk to you” Sirius tried to sound convinced.

“Really?” she asked with an arched eyebrow. “What’s my middle name?”

Sirius blanked. “Um- uh- twin number two?”

“Nice” she said sarcastically as she went back to her book.

“Well, maybe I just wanted to see what my friend (Y/N) was up to today” he said grabbing some of the parchments she had on the coffee table as if to look interested in what she was doing. “Charms… yay” he said sarcastically.

(Y/N) stood from her seat and placed her hand on his forehead. “Are you sure you’re feeling alright?”

“Stop it” he said snapping her hand away. “I’m fine” he told her.

“What happened with your Fan Club? Are they on strike because you recently developed a new venereal disease?”

“Ouch” Sirius said placing his hands over his heart pretending to be hurt. “Can’t I just enjoy a good quality time with a beautiful girl?” he said making (Y/N) choke on her pumpkin juice.

“What did you just say to my sister, Padfoot?” James said walking over to them and sitting down next to Sirius, Peter sitting on his other side and Remus taking the seat next to (Y/N).

“I uh-“ Sirius said suddenly getting nervous. Something (Y/N) had to admit she’d never seen before.

“What’s going on?” Remus asked (Y/N) who still had her suspicious eyes on Sirius.

“I’m not sure” she replied.

“What is it with everyone? Can’t I just want to hang out with my friend, (Y/N)?” Sirius defended himself.

“(Y/N)?” James, Remus and Peter asked at the same time.

Friend?” (Y/N) asked him.

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destielcutie  asked:

So, I'm having a really difficult time right now. Like things are getting so bad, that I think I am going to have to get help. And I know you might get these a lot, but I just need something to help me through this. I have been busy with my last year in college and I am starting to get really depressed and so stressed that I can't think straight and feel like I am being abused mentally at home by things my mom says. I am unsure what to do and just thought you could write a cute fic to help some.

Hello dear! I’m so sorry to hear that. :( 

I truly hope you can get the help you need, and that things will get better for you. *hugs you tight* 

Work has been kicking my ass this month so I haven’t done much writing period, but I wrote a short fluffy thing for you, and I hope it helps a little! 

Stay strong! ♡

“Do you remember every prayer you’ve ever gotten?”

Dean can’t sleep, and chatting with Cas about random stuff never fails to help him relax.

It’s not that something is bothering him; on the contrary, he’s right where he wants to be. Back in his own bed after a satisfying hunt, here in the arms of the person he loves, with Dean’s back firmly pressed against Castiel’s chest. There’s just too much adrenaline still racing through his veins after burning that Wendigo, and Dean wants to distract himself.

After a brief moment of silence, Cas answers him thoughtfully. “Only the important ones, I suppose.”

“Huh…” Dean mumbles as he feels how Castiel’s fingers absentmindedly run through the short hair at the back of his neck, soothing him. “Do you remember any of mine?”

“I remember all of your prayers, Dean. They’re all important to me.” The angel’s instant reply makes it seem like it would be ridiculous for Dean to assume otherwise.

The sudden intensity of their conversation takes Dean by surprise, and he needs a minute to recollect his thoughts.

“So do you ehm… Remember the one where I told you I needed you?” Dean eventually asks, not truly knowing why he’s even asking.

Dean’s definitely not imagining the teasing tone with which Cas replies. “You’d have to be more specific, I recall there being a lot of those, actually.”

And Dean decides then and there to never ever open his mouth again, because yeah, that was embarrassing just now. Because Cas isn’t wrong. Dean feels a blush spread from the tips of his ears to the nape of his neck, and he hates it.

The silence stretches on when Dean doesn’t elaborate, but Castiel breaks it anyway.

“It’s alright, Dean…” He murmurs as he brushes a gentle kiss against Dean’s hair. “I need you, too.”

Dean freezes when he hears the last part of Cas’ statement. Cas has never said those four words before, not literally, and it catches Dean off guard. He didn’t realize until now how much he’d been wanting to hear them back.

Smiling in the dark, Dean hopes that Cas understands that to Dean, these words also mean ‘I love you’. When he feels how Cas reaches for his hand so that their fingers can intertwine, then rests their hands against Dean’s chest, right over Dean’s heart, Dean figures that yes, Cas knows.

Seconds later, Dean falls asleep, finally certain that he will never again have to pray or ask for what he needs. Castiel gives it to him willingly.

Bloody Knuckles

This is my contribution to Katara Week 2015! I wish I could have done so much more, and maybe I’ll post a few things late, but because of how busy I’ve been lately, this is all I have to offer. Sorry for not being so active as of late! Once my schedule clears a bit, things will definitely be better :)

Title: Bloody Knuckles

Rating: T (Some violence/swearing)

Summary: Mainly about Day Threes prompt [strength], but also a mixture of all seven prompts. It’s short and sweet.


“-not our Avatar after all-”

“Nothing but a phony group of-

"You should have stayed dead!”

The words dig beneath their skin from the mouths of the angry crowd, and Zuko feels his fury branding itself in the palms of his hands. From the corner of his eyes he can see the way Aang’s shoulders tense with each insult, the way Toph’s lips curl into a blistering sneer.

“The Avatar is a liar!”

“Traitors to progression!”

A gray-haired, middle-aged man shoves to the front of the rioters.

“Maybe Ozai’ll let us fuck that waterbending bitch once he’s through with-”

Sokka’s knuckles crack along the man’s jaw, beating Zuko by only a second.

The crowd jostles around into a crooked ring circling the two men, chanting and cheering. Sokka launches himself at the man, eyes blazing and a furious shout ripping from his throat. They tumble to the ground, each vying for the upper hand. Dust kicks up as Sokka pins the older man with his knees and strikes out over and over and over again until his fist is a mixture of purple and red.

“Don’t-” punch “-fucking-” punch “-talk-” punch “-about-” punch “-my-”

A tendril of water suddenly wraps itself around his wrist and yanks until he is stumbling off of the bleeding man.

Zuko’s heart pounds, sparks from his fingertips betraying the flames soon to come, as he readies himself to help his friend and beat the shit out of these ungrateful peasants.

He whirls around in search of the offender before he sees her standing there, one fist curled around a near-translucent whip, and his brows draw in confusion.

Sokka stands from where Aang has caught him, bewildered. “Katara?”

There is concern etched in every corner of her face, but it is not for her brother.

The crowd watches, holding their breath as she kneels by the man on the floor. 

His eyes are swollen, pulped lip dribbling blood down his jaw. He groans through clenched teeth.

“Let me help.” Her slender hands reach out, the water obeying her call and coating her palms. The man’s pained glare follows her movements in suspicion, and when her fingers graze his face, he jerks away from her touch, spitting at her.

Zuko growls low in his throat and his spine goes rigid, but before he can take even one step forward, an iron grip wraps around his arm. Toph tugs him back, bangs swaying before her milky eyes as she shakes her head at him.

Katara patiently bends the spit from her cheek. “Please. I only want to help.”

She tries again, placing her hands at the corner of his mouth, and this time the man lets her. In seconds, there is no trace of the countless bruises that had been scattered over his jaw and nose.

His brown eyes are still suspicious as he raises a hand to his now healed face.

Zuko watches as Katara rises from the ground, dirt smudging the hem of her skirt. 

She looks at the crowd, at the people who called her the enemy, who threatened to kill her, and she walks away.

That is the moment where he realizes she is the strongest of them all.