take it easy driving

Eagles’ Take It Easy aesthetic post

Four that wanna own me,
Two that wanna stone me,
One says she’s a friend of mine
Take it easy, take it easy,
Don’t let the sound of your own wheels drive you crazy
Lighten up while you still can, don’t even try to understand,
Just find a place to make your stand and take it easy

Roman Music Reconstructed/Reimagined - YouTube
What music of the Roman Empire might have sounded like back in the day and what it could have sounded like, had it lasted into later eras. Contains a mix of film scores, video game soundtracks, modern reconstructions, and pieces inspired by Ancient Rome, as well as Ancient Greece and Byzantium.

a playlist assiduously curated by yours truly for your listening pleasure.

runtime: 3 hours, 50 minutes.

I Wanna Take Care of You

Characters – Dean x Reader

Summary – Dean takes care of the reader after a seizure.

Word Count – 3,465

Warnings – Seizures, Kidnapping, Vamps doing what they do (blood drinking)

A/N – Anon Request: Can you please do a dean x reader where the reader has epilepsy and dean takes care of her after a seizure? Here you go Nonnie! I apologize for the delay - hope you like it!

Originally posted by fictional-dreams

Your name: submit What is this?

No matter how well prepared you were as a hunter, you just couldn’t anticipate every turn an hunt would take – even if you were Dean Winchester.

Sam had stayed home while you and Dean drove to Montana to take out a couple of vampires.  The drive up had been easy, and the interviews you’d done with witnesses after you’d arrived corroborated the research you’d done back at the bunker.  You were dealing with 2-4 vamps, likely holed up at one of two old farmhouses at the edge of the town.

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-being jealous/protective 


-flipping out @ Nicki’s performance 2 the BBMAs 

-take care of you when you’re stressed w/ school 

-initiate sex 

-comfort you when you cry 

-slowest to fastest in a relationship 

-find it cool if your arm is robotic 

-like a weird/funny girl 

-like a short/shy girl 

-be selfish 

-like someone who is passive aggressive 

-dom in bed 

-watch the new Beauty and the Beast w/ their s/o 

-like rock bands 

-watch Pretty Little Liars 

-date someone younger 

-date a 92liner

-date someone like the “cash me ousside” girl 

-date a woc  

-date a 97 liner 

-go to the gay pride festival 

-have sex where they could easily be caught 

-randomly screaming bc they are bored 

-date 01 liner 

-date a total nerd 

-date a bisexual girl 

-easily jealous 

-date someone despite language barrier 

-want a clingy gf 

-go for runs early in the morning w/ s/o 

-date a girl w/ curves and thick thighs 

-date someone similar to jin and/or tae 

-laugh at their short gf bc she can’t reach something 

-date a girl with short hair 

-date a good dancer 

-eat the last slice of cake 

-cheat in order to beat the other members in a game 

-get kicked out of a restaurant for being too loud 

-get scared over scary video game 

-cross dresses for fun

-surprise you at work w/ lunch 

-likes a girl who plays guitar 

-enjoys trip to Disneyland +*who would propose

-would go to women’s march 

-kiss on the first date 

-kiss your hand everyday  

-rather date cute v sexy 

-date someone like jimin 

-date an independent woman

-date someone jimin’s height

-date someone like namjoon 

-killing a spider 

-be clingy 

-scream in their sleep 

-like an outgoing woman who loves skinship 

-date someone a few cm taller than them 

-offer a total of $1 to NASA to ask about the aliens 

-kiss first 

-spam gc w/ memes @ 2am 

-date a girl who plays alto sax 

-fall in love w/ co-star 

-send memes back and forth with s/o 

-date a girl who is 5′1″ 

-talk to someone cute in class 

-cancel all plans to take care of sick s/o 

-couple costumes 


-be patient 


-comfort you when you cry 

-slowest to fastest in a relationship 

-like a weird/funny girl

-dom in bed 

-watch the new Beauty and the Beast movie w/ their s/o 

-watch Pretty Little Liars

-date someone like the “cash me ousside” girl 

-watch/fanboy over High School Musical 

-date a girl w/ piercings&tattoos 

-playing video games leads to doin the do 

-enjoy trip to Disneyland +*who would propose 

-date a girl that plays alto sax 

-spoil their children 

-sends s/o memes 

-go to the women’s march 

-kiss on the first date 

-kiss your hand everyday


-date a bisexual girl 

-initiate sex 

-comfort you when you cry 

-have sex while you’re on your period 

-slowest to fastest in a relationship 

-date a short/shy girl 

-date a total nerd  

-have giggly/happy sex 

-go to women’s march

-go on runs early in the morning w/ their s/o

-date an athletic person 

-date a girl w/ curves&thick thighs  

-date a girl with short hair 

-date a good dancer 

-get scared from scary video game 

-couple costumes 

-would rather date cute v sexy 

-kiss your hand everyday 

-date a figure skater 

-sneakily slide a spoon in the sink when they know you’re almost done with the dishes 

-kiss you first 


-like public sex 

-think its cool if your arm is robotic  

-date a Brazilian girl 

-date a girl who likes rock/metal 

-likes rock 

-date a 97 liner

-date a girl with piercings/tattoos 

-date a 01 liner 

-easily jealous 

-horniest and roughest 

-date an independent woman 

-kick ice under the fridge when they drop it 

-go to a Mexican restaurant for the free chips then leave 



SEVENTEEN carats y’all are some horny mf

-have sex while you’re on your period

-like public sex

-find it hot if you dance sexily to one of their songs 

-fingering you 

-find it cool if your arm is robotic  

-like a weird/funny girl 

-watch Pretty Little Liars 

-date a 92 liner 

-date someone like the “cash me ousside” girl 

-date a 97 liner 

-likes to have sex where they could easily be caught 

-date a 01 liner 

-eating the last slice of cake 

-date a girl w/ curves and thick thighs 

-like big butts 

-date a girl thats 5′1″ 

-date their best friend 


-go to gay pride festival 

-cuddle and watch Netflix all day

-enjoy a trip to Disneyland +*who would propose

-send memes back and forth w/ their s/o

-cancel all plans to take care of their sick s/o

-let you play with their hair 

-go to women’s march

-date someone similar to Melanie Martinez

-date a girl w/ short hair


-like a weird/funny girl

-who’s more romantic

-watch Pretty Little Liars

-date someone like the “cash me ousside” girl

-watch/fanboy over High School Musical

-turning you on in public

-date a bisexual girl

-date someone like Melanie Martinez 

-squeeze your knee and make a weird sound

-let you play w/ their hair

-fall for a guy

-get jealous easy (ot9) 

-get jealous easy (ot13)

-take you on a late night drive for fun

-spoil you after a bad day (+gohn)

-let out moans when you’re trying to be sneaky (+gohn)

-cry over dodos

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Well, I’m running down the road
tryin’ to loosen my load
I’ve got seven women on
my mind,
Four that wanna own me,
Two that wanna stone me,
One says she’s a friend of mine
Take It easy, take it easy
Don’t let the sound of your own wheels
drive you crazy 

Listen to Me - Zach Dempsey Imagine

Request: I’m not sure if you make zach imagines but hey can you make a imagine about reader is kind of depressed about what happened hannah and jeff, and she gets mad at zach after she found about the tapes and then she realises that zach is depressed and sorry too so she decides to be strong & supportive about her boyfriend, taking care of him. and zach being sensetive and afraid of losing her girlfriend. it’s so long i’m a trash lmfo

Pairing: Zach Dempsey x Reader

Word Count: 996

I haven’t stopped crying in five weeks. Well, I cried nonstop for a while after Jeff died and then was fine but the next day I heard about Hannah. Things haven’t been that great at school, either. My grades have dropped slightly and once the drunk driving posters came down the suicide posters went up in their place. What annoys me the most, though, is how people are faking everything. Everyone is acting sad, like Jeff and Hannah’s deaths changed them forever when in reality more than half of these people never said a word to either of them, especially not to Hannah.

Jeff and I were close. After I started dating Zach I hung out more with the sports crowd, despite my lack of knowledge in all things athletic, and Jeff was one of the few guys that didn’t make a single sexual comment at me. We’d always sit together at the basketball games and Jeff would ask me for help on his schoolwork when he couldn’t get ahold of Clay.

While not extremely close, Hannah and I had something special. We rarely talked or hung out but we were always there for each other. Whenever one of needed to vent or cry, we knew that we could call the other person and cry.

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I think I liked you better when you didn’t have a knife in your hand, Peaches... Chapter 63 - Gotcha

Originally posted by jesus-the-ninja

Originally posted by rickdixonandthefandomlifeposts

When Blake finds herself sold out to the Saviours by her abusive fiancé, she realises that she’s certainly not on her own anymore and finds an unlikely friend in Negan. And Negan does NOT like men who beat their girlfriends, one tiny bit…


Chapter 63 - Gotcha

[No synopsis for this chapter. The theme is in the name… but WARNINGS for dirty talk/negan’s bad mouth…etc…]

Negan looked shell-shocked at the words that spilled from Blake’s mouth, his bearded jaw clenched together tensely and his already brown eyes becoming black.

“What?” Negan managed to breathe out in a low, deadly, growl of a voice.

This couldn’t be fucking happening.

Every fucking moment they had spent together….her coming her to the Sanctuary….their time spent taunting each other…flirting…having fun…sharing showers…having dinner….

….even last just a few hours ago when they had been back on that bed together….

…all of that couldn’t be gone. It just fucking couldn’t.

This kind of thing didn’t happen in real life. This was he kind of shit- trope you usually came across on crappy daytime tv. But this wasn’t something that happened here….

The dark-haired Saviour stared down at Blake now, his orbs locking onto those familiar green eyes of hers.

Those eyes he knew so well.

This couldn’t be happening. It really fucking couldn’t.

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anonymous asked:

Hello! If RFA, V and Saeran were vampires, what would their general feeding habits be like?

A/N: ooooooooo dude I was hyped for this one because it’s like… I had to watch a few different vampire movies to get into the mindset and think logically about them and it’s amAZING IT WAS GREAT but I’m sorry it’s so short ;A; ~Admin 404


               -He’d probably still be considered young, and have a hard time controlling himself

               -Though, he’s not much of the “fight for your food” type

               -So he’d take the easy route and just raid blood drives

               -Or, you know, he does work as a vet. He could get baggies of blood there


               -Only takes little bits at a time because he’s always so afraid to get caught


               -He’s super casual with it

               -The type of vampire to seduce women (hell maybe even men, depending) and play it off like they were love bites

               -Never afraid of getting caught because he’s good at covering his tracks

               -When he was younger and in a motorcycle gang, he could probably feed a good 2-3 times in a night if he wanted

               -Nowadays though, it’s pretty in between because he’s working in plays and is a little afraid of feeding off of coworkers

               -Instead, he’ll ask a close friend to help him during these times, and only take little amounts! Enough to get him through it all


               -She’s a moderate drinker usually

               -Not too much but also not extremely small amounts- usually the equivalent to 8 glasses a day, ya know, like water?

               -She gets them the nice way, through medical centers and personal connections

               -It’s really hard to try and get some while she’s working so she makes sure to have some in mini cooler underneath her desk

               -Every now and then when she needs a thrill, she’ll find a stranger in a bar and hook up with them, feeding a little so they won’t notice but enough to get her kick


               -High-end blood of like virgins or something

               - lmao jumin you cant drink your own blood iM SORRY I KID

               -Never gets the blood himself, thinks it’s far too messy, he doesn’t want to deal with that

               -He has someone get it for him by the bottle and he treats them all like wine

               -“This is a 1984 Native French Woman, and it pairs amazingly with a strong cheese” like what the fuck Jumin

               -He’s pretty good at controlling himself and maintains a good drinking pace so he’s never gone blood-crazy


               -At first he needed to learn self control and would just get it however he could

               -Animals, strangers, anything. But nEVER HIS BROTHER, never

               -As he grew up he learned that self control was needed to keep his cover (obviously Saeyoung, come on now)

               -So in college he would go to school blood drives and just take from there or from the medical halls of the school

               -Once he was comfortably in his job and made enough money, he was able to just buy bags by the crate, getting a fancy kind of bottle every now and then

               -He chugs it like it’s fucking PhD. Pepper, one after another, until he’s out. Then he complains that he’s out and has to get more


               -Actually very timid when it comes to feeding at all

               -He also just gets bags from hospitals or medical centers

               -The idea of harming someone terrifies him and he would rather starve than do that

               -If he’s running low or forgets to feed, Jumin’s always nagging him or gets pretty close to force feeding a whole bottle down his throat

               -He’s generally a very low maintenance feeder, only needs a little bit every now and again

               -Too much at once is sort of like getting drunk for him


               -Very very agressive

               -He’s the type for random attacks rather than trying to seduce someone or just taking the easy route

               -Type of guy you’ve always heard about just lurking in dark alleys

               -Once he lives with his brother as an adult though, he calms way down and just drinks what his brother has

               -Mainly because he doesn’t want to go outside and deal with people anymore which hey same

               -He has to have a l o t throughout the day because that’s what he’s gotten himself used to, Saeyoung tries to help with smaller intake but all he gets in return is mad bitch face


Good to be bad (part 4)

Disclaimer: I do not own descendants just this story.

Pairing: Harry Hook x reader

Warnings: This is the last part

A/N: I have loved writing this mini series. Thank you for your support loves.

Huh, let’s get this party started
I swear I’m cold-hearted
There’s no negotiation
I’m not here for debatin’
You need some motivation?
Just look at Ben’s face
Then ask yourself how long you think I’ll remain patient
I’ll throw him overboard and let him swim with killer sharks
You either hand over the wand or he’ll be ripped apart

Now, let’s all just be smart
Although for you that must be hard
You’ll get your wand
No one has to come to any harm
Don’t try to intimidate
Your bark is much worse than your bite
Who’s the baddest of them all?
I guess we’re finding out tonight

Uma’s Crew:
Let’s go, bring it on
Better give us what we want
It’s the wand for the crown
If you don’t, it’s going down

Mal’s Crew:
Let’s go, make your move
Peace or war, it’s up to you
Give him up and do it now
If you don’t, it’s going down

Uma’s Crew:
We want the wand
Or else the king is gone
Your time is running out
You should really watch your mouth

Mal’s Crew:
Let’s go, pound for pound
We’re prepared to stand our ground
Put your swords up, put ‘em up
It’s going down

Uma’s Crew:
Yo-ho, ho-oh, oh-oh, make the trade
Yo-ho, ho-oh, oh-oh, or walk the plank
Yo-ho, ho-oh, oh-oh, make the trade
Yo-ho, ho-oh, oh-oh, or walk the plank

Ok, look, this is not a conversation
It’s a do-or-die situation
If you don’t give me back the king
I’ll have no hesitation
I’ll serve you right here
And I don’t need a reservation
That way your whole pirate crew can have a demonstration
Release him now, and we can go our separate ways
Unless you wanna deal with me
And the VK’s

So that’s your big speech, huh?
An empty ultimatum?

All it takes is one swing and I’ll humiliate him
Matter of fact, make one wrong move and I’ll debilitate him
And if he even starts to slip, I’ll eliminate him
All it takes is one long look and I’ll—

Harry! We get it. Chill

Uma’s Crew:
Let’s go, bring it on
Better give us what we want
It’s the wand for the crown
If you don’t, it’s going down

Mal’s Crew:
Let’s go, make your move
Peace or war, it’s up to you
Give him up and do it now
If you don’t, it’s going down

Uma’s Crew:
We want the wand
Or else the king is gone
Your time is running out
You should really watch your mouth

Mal’s Crew:
Let’s go, pound for pound
We’re prepared to stand our ground
Put your swords up, put 'em up
It’s going down

Hey, we don’t have to choose
We don’t have to light the fuse
Mal, whatever you do, it’s gonna be a lose-lose
There’s gotta be a better way
Uma, I promise I’ll give you your chance
You’ll have your say

Silly king! You? Give me?
You’re gonna give me a chance?
Well, not a chance

Uma’s Crew:
Yo-ho, ho-oh, oh-oh, make the trade
Yo-ho, ho-oh, oh-oh, or walk the plank
Yo-ho, ho-oh, oh-oh, make the trade
Yo-ho, ho-oh, oh-oh, or walk the plank

3rd pov

Mal attempted to hand Uma the wand.

“Huh, too easy. Why don’t you take it for a test drive, but nothing too big or beastie boy is fish bait,” Uma teased. Uma may not have been able to tell but Mal was taken aback, panic in her eyes.They darted across the pier looking for something, anything. Dude. She smirked.

“Although this may be absurd, turn your bark into word,” Mal waved the wand Dude began to talk.

“Does this vest make me look fat? Does anyone have bacon? Cookies?”

“Give me the wand.”

“Give me Ben!”

“Harry,” Uma called.

“I never get to have any fun,” He grumbles. They made the trade and Uma waved the wand but nothing happened.

“You don’t get to win everytime Mal! GET HER!” Uma screams

(y/n)’s pov

Suddenly smoke bombs exploded everywhere. My mind spinning. What the hell? Why would they do this? All this over Auradon? All this over Ben? It’s stupid. I snapped out of my thoughts to the sound of sword on sword. I scan the mass of teens fighting each other looking for Harry when I spot him fighting Jay. I grab a sword and make my way towards them, weaving through the fighting duos.

“Harry!” I yell. As he dives over the edge after his hook. I stand ready to attack, Jay turning around to face me.

“(y/n)! This isn’t you. Come back, come back with me to Auradon,” he begs. I lunge attempting to strike, but I miss.

“You cheated on me! And You want me to come back! I have real friends here!!.” I lunge again. “NONE OF YOU ALL WERE EVER MY FRIENDS!” lunge. “LIARS!” lunge. “CHEATER!!” lunge. He continued to dodge my attacks.

“I won’t fight you!” Jay returns, “Audrey means nothing to me. I love YOU.” He drops his sword. I move towards him ready to strike but he easily overwhelms me pinning me to the wall my sword clattering on the deck. “Come back please. Come back to Auradon. Come back to me.”


“I hate you,” I choke out. My eyes begin to water. No (y/n) this isn’t the time, you can’t show weakness not now.

My momentary weakness came to an abrupt end as a smoke bomb exploded in my face, color clouding my vision.

“Run Jay!” Evie yells. When the smoke clears the VKs are gone and I crumple to the floor unable to hold back my tears any longer.

Harry’s pov

Mal and the others got away winning again. Infuriated Uma storms back to the ship and I begin to follow her when the sound of sobbing stops me in my tracks. Looking around to find the stupid excuse of a pirate I scan the dock. (y/n)? All plans abandoned I make my way over to her; sitting down I wrap my arms around her smaller frame and she nuzzles her head into my shoulder.

We sit there on the floor of the dock and I just hold her.

“Love, what happened?” I finally speak up. She lifts her head slightly.

“I-i used to l-live in A-auradon. I-i though t-they were m-my friends. T-their not. S-so I r-ran a-way.” She chokes out.

“Love…” I begin to coo but she stops me.

“I-I though I l-loved Jay b-but he broke m-my heart.” I wipe away the fresh tear that had fallen. “He c-cheated with Audrey.”


We sit there for who knows how long as I hold her. The sun begins to set as I feel her breath steadying.

“Love?” I look down noticing she’s fallen asleep and chuckle. Swooping her up in my arms I carry her bridal style back to our room and place her down on the bed. Letting her be I head back up the the main deck and wait.


I stare at the tv watching as Uma enters the royal cotillion, her plan is working.

“Harry?” a groggy voice asks. Turning around I allow myself to smile as (y/n) walks towards me.

“Yes love?”

“Why is Uma on the tv?”

“She’s going to win over Auradon and set us free.”

“Oh. Why would you want to go there?”

“It may be boring but we’d be free.”

“Hah! That’s a lie.”

“Come with me.”


“Come with me, to Auradon,” I start looking directly at her eyes, “Rule Auradon with me.”

She scoffs, “Sure thing Hook, you ever get invited to Auradon I’ll go with you.”

~~~~~~~~~~Present time~~~~~~~~~

(y/n)’s pov

“(Y/n)!” Harry shouts, startling me.

“I’m right here,” I say rolling my eyes at him.

“Sure your being is present at the picnic but your mind was elsewhere. What were you thinking about anyway?” He asks.

“Just to how we got here,” I reply gesturing to our surroundings.

“We walked remember. Mal and Be-”

“Not to the enchanted lake.”

“Oh.” Silence followed. “I can’t believe I fell in love with someone so good.”

“You love me?” I ask. “I love you too.” He pulled me close our lips touching. We move in rhythm. Him become more dominant pushes me down so my back is against the blanket. Eventually we break apart needing breath. “I can’t believe I fell in love with someone so bad.”

“I got you didn’t I?”

“I never should have doubted, its always good to be bad.”


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     Take it easy, take it easy
     Don’t let the sound of your own wheels drive you crazy
     Lighten up while you still can
     Don’t even try to understand
     Just find a place to make your stand, and take it easy

11x11 Coda


Sam texts her even before they’re back to the bunker.

He hesitates over his words as Dean drives, typing and deleting until finally he sends Thanks again for today. A second later he hurriedly sends a second text: This is Sam. He sighs at his own incompetence and shoves his phone back in his pocket.

He doesn’t hear anything back until the following afternoon when he’s sitting and half-reading with his phone on the table alongside his book.

Glad I could help.

He could play it cool. Let her message sit there for a few hours or days. He could, but instead he responds the moment the text comes through, before he loses his nerve.

We have a huge Men of Letters archive if you want to come see if you can find anything about your parents.

There’s a long pause. He sees the little chat bubble by her name fill with dots then stop and start again. It stops a second time and he’s sure he’s pushed her too hard, opened too many wounds, when a new message appears.

I’d like that.


He’s waiting outside when she pulls up in a white, nondescript sedan. A dog is sitting calmly in the front seat. It’s medium-sized with shaggy tan fur. Black fur all around its muzzle makes it look like it’s been eating dirt. The dog eyes Sam but makes no move to get out of the car when Eileen does.

It’s unexpected enough to jolt him out of his nervousness.

“You have a dog?” he blurts as soon as she rounds the car to face him.

Eileen looks up at him as she explains. “She’s a service dog.”

Sam frowns. “Are you going to leave her in the car?”

“She’s fine there.”

Sam looks at the dog again. Her ears perk up. “You can bring her inside. I mean, if you want.”

Eileen looks at Bonnie who has her front paws on the window as her tail wags enthusiastically. She looks again at Sam who is working hard to give the appearance that whatever she wants to do is fine, even though he can’t keep his eyes off the dog. “Okay.”

The dog sits until Eileen clips on the leash and gives her a command. She leaps from the car to get to Sam, who immediately bends down to pet her. Now Sam can see her pronounced underbite, a row of white teeth starkly visible against the black fur.

“Her name is Bonnie. It’s short for Bronwen.”

Sam solemnly shakes one small paw. “My name is Sam. It’s short for Samuel.”

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silverdragonms  asked:

The UT/US/UF/SF bros world's got reset and UT sans, UF sans, US pap, and SF pap wake up from a nightmare of the last timeline. What do they do/their bros do?

(*Sorry this took so long!  This ended up being completely angsty, with just a smidgen of hurt/comfort if you squint.)


Sans jolts awake, his left eyesocket lit up with a vibrant blue that illuminates his dark bedroom.  The covers are tangled around him, and he’s breathing heavily, clutching the phantom lingering pain across his chest.  

It all comes rushing back.  The betrayal, the helplessness, the despair–all of it pits into a lead ball in the depths of his SOUL.  It takes a full minute for him to calm down, to dismiss his magic and stop his bones from rattling.

H o w   m u c h   m o r e ?

He pushes himself from the mattress, pulling his legs out of the covers without untangling them.  They end up in a wadded-up ball in the center.  Sans needs to check on Papyrus, to make sure he’s alive and well.  If there was ever one good thing about the RESETs, it was that all the damage is undone.  Except his.

A quiet peek inside the bedroom confirms that Papyrus is, in fact, sleeping quietly in his racecar bed.  Sans remains in the doorway for a moment, before he slowly pads inside.. and sits down beside the bed on the floor.  Papyrus is softly snoring, oblivious that anything had even happened.

… That, in countless other lives, he’s died.

Sans remains like that for the rest of the night, just leaned against the side of the bed, staring straight ahead and drawing comfort from the sounds of his brother breathing–of his brother living.  By the time morning comes, he’ll be stronger and his brother won’t be the wiser; Sans will have left the room.  There will be a few days of reprieve before the human comes through, and when they do, it’s a toss-up on whether or not they’ll show Mercy.  Either way, he’s given up on trying to change things.


Sans wakes up with a vocal shout, bolting upright in his bed.  With a crimson flash, a Gaster Blaster is summoned, floating directly by his head and making a soft whirling sound as it draws power within its maw.


The voice causes Sans to flinch, and with a string of muttered curses, he dismisses the Blaster before it can tear a hole through the wall.  It takes him a second longer to get his flaring magic under control, but by the time his brother literally kicks down his bedroom door, Sans’s eyelights are back to small red pupils.  

“h-h-hey boss.. uh..s-sorry, did i wake ya?”  Red’s voice comes out hoarse and thick with sleep, his nervous stammer kicking in at the sight of his furious brother.  Papyrus’s gaze is scanning every inch of the bedroom for an intruder, but when he finds Sans alone, his scowl deepends.


“i..i, uh.. fell out of bed..”  He’s so flustered from the nightmare–which he knows to be just another reality–to come up with a more viable excuse.  Red’s looking anywhere but at his brother.

Edge, of course, isn’t satisfied with that answer.  His eyesockets narrow.  "..ANOTHER NIGHTMARE THEN.“

"wh-what?  no, no, i..uh.. nothing like that,” he finishes lamely.  Papyrus is still staring, unconvinced, so Sans clears his throat, shifting to loop his arms around his knees.  "i’m fine.  you.. you can go back to sleep, boss.“


With that, Edge strides off, leaving Sans to stare after him.  A moment passes, and Sans releases a breathy chuckle, reaching up to scrub his hands over his eyesockets.  "my bro really is the greatest..” he mutters, before he stands up, slips on his jacket, and goes downstairs to join Papyrus on the couch.


Stretch jolts awake from a nap on the couch, with Blueberry standing in front of him, holding a platter of glittering tacos.  "PAPY!  I MADE TACOS FOR US, AND–OMPH!“  The air rushes out of Sans as Papyrus abruptly clutches onto him, dragging his brother against his chest in a tight hug.

The last thing he could remember was the feeling of his brother’s bandanna wrapped around his hand and the overwhelming scent of dust overtaking his senses, coating his bones, and clogging his nasal cavity.  

He had misstepped.  He had broken the routine, the script.  Papyrus had decided to warn his brother, to try to get him away from the human, but–


Sans turned toward him right as Papyrus reached out.. and the hit with the dull Toy Knife tore all the way through his brother in a violent flash of crimson.  His brother looked completely surprised, one gloved hand gingerly touching his chest, while Papyrus grasped his shoulders.





He exploded into dust all over Papyrus.

.. And then Papyrus killed the human.

This wasn’t a RESET.  
This was a LOAD.

“PAPY?”  Blueberry’s voice came out a little uneasy, and Papyrus realized he had his face buried in his brother’s shoulder.  This was unprecedented.  He had gone through the song-and-dance several times, but whenever a RESET occurred or he had a nightmare, he always kept it from his brother.  He couldn’t let him even begin to shoulder this kind of burden.  He just couldn’t do that to him.

“heh, sorry bro.  i interrupted you while you were trying to taco me.”

Blueberry didn’t look entirely convinced, so Papyrus pulled back and forced his lazy grin into place.  Then he took a taco and ate it, giving his bro a thumbs up while he chewed.  Sans was so excited over the fact that Papyrus liked it that his eyelights formed into stars and he launched into a quick ramble about how he prepared it.  

Stretch tried to shake off the terrible foreboding feeling.  Unfortunately, he had tipped his hand when he tried to break the cycle and save Sans; now it was obvious that he remembered everything.  

The real question was.. did the human?


Papyrus wakes up, gasping and automatically slapping a hand over his mouth.  It wasn’t that often that he slept hard enough to have a nightmare.. so surely that meant that the RESET was fresh.  With the way the timelines kept jumping, it was difficult to tell anymore, and sometimes, memories overlapped.  What day was it?  What had happened right before he went to bed?

He tugged absently at his own collar, grounding himself.  

This wasn’t something he could let Sans know.. Not that his brother would believe him.  If he told the MALEVOLENT SANS that a mere human was able to kill him despite his LOVE, he would only be pissed off and order him to stop confusing fanciful nightmares and reality.  

Oh, how he wished they were only nightmares.

Papyrus teleported outside, where the sudden chill of Snowdin felt good against his flushed face.  He pulled out a cigarette and lit it, deciding to chance Sans’s wrath over the smell of smoke.  His fingers were shaking, and he needed something to steady his nerves.  He wasn’t allowed the luxury of falling apart, so he had a limited time to pull himself together, to let a subdued sense of apathy ease back into his being.  

*heya, hun.  you’ve been busy wrecking this place, haven’t ya?

*i guess this is what happens when people like me take it easy, huh?

He exhaled a giant plume of smoke, driving away the thoughts.  His free hand rubbed at the back of his neck, phalanges dipping beneath his collar.

The phantom pain from the strike that’s beheaded him countless times never really goes away.

anonymous asked:

Okay so my lovely gf and I went on our first date in awhile tonight (she dislocated her shoulder playing soccer and has had to take it easy) so we went to see Wonder Woman and we were driving home at about 10:45. We were both tired and ready to get home and lay down together, it was pouring rain outside. And suddenly she slams on the brakes and gets out of the car. I was so confused I was like "babe where tf are you going" and I see her jog down into this ditch that's more like a creek (1/2)

And she leans down into knee deep water and at this point I’m getting out of the car and chasing after her. I can’t see her very well because it’s raining so hard and it’s dark but then she’s calling for me and I move towards her and she’s covered in water and mud (Note: She’s wearing a vry expensive baseball jersey that is like her prized possession and it’s soaked and dirty and I can’t believe she would be willing to do such a thing in this jersey (2/4) ps Im guessing on numbers at this point

And she’s lifting up a plank of wood that’s fallen over into the water and she’s like “Help me move this” and I’m like “babe what the fuck you’re gonna hurt your shoulder worse” and she’s just like “just help me I’ll be alright” so I do and we set the plank aside and then I see it. There’s a German shepherd stuck in the water and my gf doesnt hesitate to reach down into the water and lift the dog out. It kinda whimpers but she just whispers trying to calm it down & carries it to the car (¾)

She gets in the backseat and lays the dog against her in a way that’s obviously going to be painful for her and she starts quietly singing Hallelujah (her favorite song) to it and petting it. And she gives me directions to the emergency animal clinic and I look in the rear mirror and I see the way she’s looking at this dog and I just go “Hey babe? I’m in love with you.” And she smiles real wide and says “I was in love with you first.” (4/4) Ps the dog has a dislocated hip but should be okay

@suprcorp this person asked me to tag you (and elly) in this and omg

anonymous asked:

What if Jackson was stuck with Mater for a whole day, due to unforeseen circumstances? (The idea of Francesco being chased by Frank from the ask the other day is hilarious btw)

I’m glad you liked it! Poor Francesco had nightmares for a week.

Let’s see… has Mater been put in charge of watching a prisoner again?

  • Mater’s not looking to make friends, but he also doesn’t want to make enemies either. He’s gotta keep Jackson occupied all day? Alrighty then.
  • Jackson says no to everything Mater proposes, but when Mater runs out of ideas, he just tows him to do whatever it is he wants. Jackson can’t do a thing about it.
  • Mater takes him tractor tipping at night, but Jackson’s got no horn, and his engine isn’t as loud as the older racecars so he literally cannot make a noise loud enough to tip a tractor. 
  • Frank shows up and Jackson demonstrates he’s got like negative suspension squish. Them fields ain’t easy for him to drive on.
  • Mater takes him ‘fishing’ for junk and Jackson tries to make a run for it when he’s distracted, because they’re in the middle of nowhere and he just wants to leave. He takes a wrong turn and ends up in that creepy old graveyard.
  • Freaked out, he tries to get back to Mater, who meets him halfway. Mater then gets the idea to show him around the country side (as seen in the Radiator Springs 500 ½). Mater builds a small amount of trust as they cruise through the nice areas, and then crushes it by forcing Jackson to drive through the sketchy places.
  • Back in town, Mater gets Sheriff to put a boot on him, and makes him sit at Flo’s while everyone else socializes. Jackson’s covered with dirt and grass, sporting a few new dents. He’s traumatized and embarrassed to be seen like this, but at least he finally feels somewhat safe again. He’s not a fan of the deep country.
Winchester Sister- Backseat Driver

Title: Backseat Driver
Parings: Dean x reader!sister, Sam reader!sister, Winchester family
Words: 541
Summary: Dean gets hurt during a hunt and you have to drive him to the hospital, much to your disliking
Warnings: mention of blood

“Y/N, get the car! Dean’s been shot!” Sam shouts as he picks Dean up and drags him toward the car. You run to the impala and get in the driver’s seat, switching on the ignition. Sam opens up the back door and throws Dean in and him getting in with him. “Go!”
You mash the petal and speed out of the abandoned building. Once on the open road, you frequently look back at your two brothers in the rearview mirror, “Is he going to be okay, Sammy?” You ask, panic in your voice.
Dean groans in pain and you see him lift his head up, “Oh god Y/N’s driving Baby?” He says weakly, “Sammy you let Y/N drive my car?!”
“Dean, shut up! Someone had to drive.” Sam says, putting more pressure on Dean’s already bloody shoulder, making Dean shout in pain.
“Sammy!” You yell, swerving the car from surprise. Dean shouts again, telling you he’d make you regret it if you wreaked his baby.
“He’s fine! It’s fine, Y/N! Just keep driving, we have to get Dean to a hospital.” Sam says as he pulls his phone out to get directions.
“Hospital? Hospital my ass, Y/N you keep driving until we get home.” Dean tells you and points in the opposite direction, which confuses you even more. You swat his hand away and he hits your head lightly, “Keep both hands on the wheel, kid!”
“No, Dean, we’re going to the hospital. That bullet didn’t go through all the way, man.” Sam says, annoyance hinting at his words. “Okay, Y/N take the next right.”
You nod but can barely see anything because of how dark it is outside. “I said take a right!” You slam on breaks, which causes Dean to curse loudly, and swing right when you see the road in the headlights.
“What the hell Y/N?! Are you trying to get us killed?” Dean yells as he holds his shoulder tightly.
“I can’t see anything Dean! When was the last time you cleaned this damn car?” You shout over your brother’s insults and try to wipe away the grime on the windshield.
“My car’s perfectly clean and you shouldn’t- WILL YOU SLOW DOWN?”
“Dean I’m going the speed limit! Will you please shut up?!” You yell again, wishing that Sam is the one driving right now. Dean has always been hard on you when you drive; he won’t even allow you to drive it to the grocery store.
“Dude, take it easy, you’re going to give yourself a stroke.” Sam jokes, trying to calm your oldest brother down.
“I swear to god, Y/N, one goddamn scratch and I’m going to make you wish that-“
“Turn off the ramp to the highway.” Sam shouts over his brother’s threat.
“Hey, hey, hey, use your turn signals!” Dean shouts, when you pull off the ramp.
“Dean SHUT UP!” You shout, “I can’t concentrate on anything when you keep yelling at me! If you aren’t hurting now, I’m fixing to turn around and make you hurt!”
Sam shoves Dean and he again yelps in pain, “Alright, turn left, it should be somewhere right in here.”
“Thank God,” You say when you see the tall building with ‘Smith General Hospital’ on the front.

Dean’s Stupid Face

Request by anon: I don’t know if you’ve already done this, but can you write something where Dean is unable to speak for some reason, so he keeps making stupid faces?

Word Count: 1892

Warnings: None

A/N: Do you know how hard it is to write Dean without dialogue? That kid is full of witty, stupid little one-liners and sarcastic comments. He doesn’t stay quiet!

Version en Español: Dean’s Stupid Face

You pushed Dean back onto the couch and stood over him with your hands on your hips. “You are not coming on this hunt.”

“Aww, c’mon Y/N,” Dean rasped through his sore throat. “I’m fine.”

“You’re sick. If you come along then you’ll just get worse.”

“Actually,” Sam said as he walked in. “I think we’ll need Dean on this one. It looks like a pretty big coven of witches.” He looked up at you. “We can’t handle it alone.”

“Ha!” Dean coughed, ruining his victorious moment.

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