that sign looks familiar

You know one thing I really hate about the PPG reboot? (Besides how terrible it is).

It doesn’t acknowledge the extended universe with established Genndy Tartakovsky shows like Dexter’s Laboratory and Samurai Jack. People can argue whether they are just easter eggs or not, but Dexter I’d say is canon to PPG universe because of the numerous appearances of Dexter, and the episode “Members Only.” They just never had an animated crossover. (They had a comicbook one at least).

Then there is Samurai Jack. This one isn’t so subtle, but there are some similarities between the two. The biggest one being Jack and the Professor’s appearance. The art styles are so strikingly similar with their blocky appearance, people always thought they were the same person! (Even though they aren’t). I always enjoyed the theory though, like maybe they are related somehow. Maybe Jack is an ancestor of the Professor. The Professor could have a mixed background of caucasian and asian parents. Who knows. Then there is the apocalypse theory, which is really interesting. In the very second episode of SJ, we see this destroyed and decaying city that looks awfully familiar. A billboard sign of the Talking Dog from the Powerpuff Girls episode “Uh Oh Dynamo” can be seen. People say that the leveled city could be Townsville itself, and that when Aku took over, the world was plunged into darkness, with not even the girls being able to stop him. It’s a darker theory, but I still kind of like it.

Anyways, PPG, Dexter, and Samurai Jack aren’t exactly canon with each other. (Maybe Dexter with PPG, I’d assume so). But the fact is that the creators always loved to reference each other’s work in their own shows, and it helped build this established universe that us fans would love to fantasize about. The fact that the reboot took these references out is a complete disgrace, and goes to show that the staff on that show truly don’t appreciate the fandom that the Craig McCracken and Genndy Tartakovsky CN era gave to us.

Artwork by: @3orochi on Twitter.

Originally posted by visual-17

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He pushed through the many other fansites at the airport terminal, many of them giving him dirty looks and shouting at him as a result. He kept his hoodie up though, and let his mask cover his face, trying his hardest not to turn around and thoroughly apologize to everyone he’d shoved past.

But this was his job.

Not the pushing past people part, but that didn’t matter. 
Making sure he was in a spot where he was unnoticeable, he waited as the person walked through the airport, waving at the many other fans they passed by, and grimacing.

Most likely at the jet lag, Mingyu decided.

Sighing, he snapped whatever decent photos he could of you, and quickly ran to the exit of the airport.

You seemed not to notice him—male fansite photographers weren’t that rare, and at the end of the day, he seemed to just be another one of them, anyway. Seemed harsh, but after all, you couldn’t be bothered to remember every fan that came up to you.

Swiftly shoving his camera back inside his bag, he had all the tracking info he needed to keep you safe.
From what, exactly, was another story.

Mingyu dialed a number on his phone. The other line picked up with a questioning tone.

“It’s been done.”

He continued to slip in a taxi and followed suit behind your car, scribbling down the license plate number in a small pad. Taking a quick peek at himself in the reflection of his phone, he cursed. Light blonde hair peeked out of the beanie he wore even under the hood, and he knew he was done for.

He fucked up. 

Mingyu stopped the taxi about a mile from your assumed destination, in order to get rid of suspicion. He pulled his beanie farther down over his head, and removed his hood, trying his best to look as neutral and normal as possible.

He thanked the cab driver and walked down the street. The avenue was extremely crowded, and he winced, hoping he wouldn’t miss his chance this time.

Completely unaware of the situation, you stepped out of the car, your manager giving you directions and information on where you were going. You nodded, and smiled for the cameras.

Mingyu glanced at his watch.

5 minutes.

He cursed, and broke off into a sprint. If he fucked up this time, he’d be so done for. He’d hate himself eternally.

He once again shoved past more people (which he actually apologized for this time in his head), and slowed to a run as he reached the cafe where your car stood parked.

He looked at his watch again. 

3 minutes.

Trying his best to blend into his surroundings, he spent the next minute pondering over his job.

Could he really spend the rest of his life doing this for a living? You’d have to notice him at some point, and the last thing he wanted you to know him as was a crazy, deranged fan.

He stared at the car merely feet away from him, the sleek piano black finish of it truly astounding.

2 minutes.

You’d only began to walk out of the cafe when a strange man stopped you in your tracks. He was panting and sweating, which put you off a little bit, but he was cute. He looked familiar too, but you set that thought aside.

You signed a few things for him, and your manager nudged you to hurry it up, but it would seem this stranger had an endless amount of things for you to sign. He’d most likely end up auctioning them off, as usual, but you gave him some of your time.

Five seconds.

And in those seconds, the car in front of the cafe completely exploded to bits, the cafe doors being blown open with glass shards, and Mingyu jumped over you, shielding you from the blast and other debris.

It took you a few minutes to come to, and you stared horrifyingly at the car that was previously your own.

You looked around for the strange man, but he was gone, and so was your manager, oddly enough.


Mingyu panted, already dialing a number. He sat behind the building in the alley, the brick walls allowing him some rest.

The phone picked up. “So what’s my next hair color going to be? Red? Orange would be a nice touch.”

The voice on the other line scoffed. “Nothing. You’re done, Ming. You cut it way too close that time, and I don’t think Coups can handle another one.” 

Mingyu protested, but it was too late. “No, damn it. We’ll give this case to Vernon, and I’ll assign you another. If you keep doing this, do be aware that we won’t be as nice next time.”

He chuckled, a sad sound. Mingyu didn’t want another. 

It would just be another celebrity for him to fall in love with, and then get his heart crushed because he knows he can’t have them.

Fate was a cruel thing, and Mingyu had become its main target. He shed a tear, and then stood up, sniffling.

“After all, it’s my job,” he muttered dejectedly, and began making his way down the alley, pulling his hood over his head once again and waiting for the dispatch car.

Dylan & Eric:  Astrology Series      ♒  Moon Signs  ♋

Their Moon Sign…

represents your emotions and how you process them.  This is your “inside self”.

The Moon also makes up a person’s unconscious habits.  Your feelings, where they transpire and how you deal with them all, reside within your Moon. Your Moon also carries the flavor of your Sun, and your Moon could touch many of your other aspects that may dictate exactly how the wheels within your Moon rotate.  Overall, your Moon is where those raw emotions sit and the state of them.     For some, their Moon may drive their personality more so than their Sun sign.  However, it is important not to give any one placement more significance over another.  Some believe the Moon subconsciously brings your past into your present and indirectly makes decisions based on that experience, not taking into account that every experience, as we are living it, is a new one.

                               AQUARIUS MOON   ♒  

Aquarius Moon is very observant. They love to study human nature and analyze why everyone around them acts the way they do. They are often shy themselves…

and may appear a bit detached. If you sit down and talk with an Aquarius Moon, they will probably tell you that they always felt “different” when they were growing up. While they can be sociable, at heart they would rather be on their own.They may have a strong ego, and they"ll do their level best to be unusual. It is not their lot to be mainstream or “fit in.” They can be idealistic and progressive, but they pretend that jealousy, fear and possessiveness don’t exist… that they are somehow above such petty emotions. This may make them appear distant and emotionally unavailable.  Aquarius Moon Sign person is kind and compassionate, though it may tend to be shown more as a broad philosophy rather than in actual actions. While they may seem aloof, in fact they enjoy the eccentricities of those around them, and they feel confident in giving their partners a lot of freedom. Their optimism and friendliness helps them attract lots of friends. When they are unhappy, they tend to focus on their activities to such an extent that those around them have difficulty figuring out that something is wrong.

When an Aquarius moon feels insecure, they may become brooding and aloof.  It’s often difficult to remove yourself from a situation that is causing you turmoil.  You may have difficulty expressing this discontent to others and will avoid these insecurities by following others’ causes for action.  Aquarius Moons have a requirement to be emotionally independent from others and will defend most outward displays of irrational behaviour.  They seek to understand such things because they cannot ever see themselves being able to behave in that manner

                                     CANCER MOON  ♋

Cancer Moon moods can be turbulent but are often kept on the “inside” unless you have a healthy outlet to express yourself..

While others have moved on from a hurt, those born under a Moon in Cancer may tend to keep dwelling on them It’s important to note that a Cancer moon can be self-defeating sometimes and spend too much tending to an emotional wound instead of addressing it and moving forward. They may tend to feel taken for granted, and they don’t like to confront others, so they may leave hints about their unhappiness to get your attention. They can become very manipulative in some cases.

Cancer Moon has a knack for being in touch with their feelings, as well as those of others. They may be so in touch with their feelings that they become very self-absorbed. At the same time, they are so in touch with others’ feelings that they can see through any superficial statements of well-being. They have a terrific memory, especially for emotional things. The Cancer Moon Sign looks for familiarity and security. They tend to cling to their home, their family and friends, and their possessions. They really appreciate peace and quiet, and they are not big fans of change. Devoted and accommodating, they do not like superficiality. When they have feelings of insecurity, they may attempt to create a sense of it by accumulating things around them. They have a delightful sense of humor that borders on the loony and can be amazingly funny. At the same time, they can be moody, which can confuse those who don’t know them well. They may behave erratically at times, but they have a unique angle on life. They are also very affectionate and protective.When they feel understood, they return the feelings of tenderness and warmth in abundance. They are very dependable, mood swings and all. They are creative and sensitive. They are vulnerable to the influence of those they spend time with. It may be difficult for them to express their own opinions, rather than just reflect those around them.

Previous posts of the Astrology Series: The Boys:
Sun Signs | Rising Signs

California Gothic
  • There is a cloud today, just one. You look at it with a faint flare of hope; It is pure white and holds no hope of rain. You get out your umbrella to encourage it. It’s an airplane trail.
  • It rained last night, and the entire town is hungover. Streetlights blink red, confusing every driver who dares to approach. Half your city is without power. Auto wrecks litter the sides of streets, but each only involves one car. “We really got soaked last night!” They say, smiling behind their sunglasses. There was less than an inch of precipitation.
  • You go into the Valley. You don’t know why you’re here. The road stretches on for miles in front of you, and everything is flat and dead as far as the eye can see. The speed limit is 55, but the truck you are behind is going 30. You pass a sign that tells you there will be a passing lane in 18 miles. The regret grows in your stomach like the piles of tumbleweeds crowding the fences. Free them. Free yourself.
  • You have been in traffic for two hours. None of the signs look familiar anymore, but you haven’t moved. Where are you? Where is the city? All the houses look the same, but there are no more exit ramps. You realize you don’t know what your Freeway number is, and you know true fear.
  • “Let’s go to the beach!” They say. “The beach is great!” It is March, and the water is too cold. “We’ll have so much fun at the beach!” You are already at the beach. The beach never ends. The beach is eternal.
  • You have been driving for nine hours without stopping. You are still in California. There is no escape.
The Promise 2

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I was really in the mood for a hurt/comfort fic.  So … I started writing one.  Maybe I’ll  finish it?

Summary: Sometimes we live on determination alone.

Underswap brothers angst and fluffiness.


He had stayed.  He surprised everyone by surviving through sheer determination.  Maybe it had been his brother’s promise to him, or, maybe that was just the way he was.

Whatever the reason, Papyrus was thankful that Sans was with him.

Sans.  

His baby brother had been named that because they hadn’t expected him to live, so, he was sans a name.

Papyrus had groaned loudly and repeatedly when he had been told.  They had the weirdest and most inappropriate sense of humor sometimes. The fact that this eventually had become his own sense of humor was just ironic.

Being one that was not bothered by his name, Sans soon made his preferences clear.  Papyrus became the only one that could administer medicine to him or, calm him down during his sick periods, of which there were many in his early years.  The older skeleton had become an expert at spotting the early signs of a bad time for Sans, and knew exactly when to coax him to bed before things got worse.   It helped that in turn, Sans became his shadow and attentive – for lack of a better word – minion.   During the good times, they both enjoyed playing pranks on other monsters, cookie raids and general mischief.   Sans would pretty much do anything Papyrus suggested they do. Gladly.  

With time, however, Sans grew stronger and more independent.  While Papyrus was glad for this since it meant that his little brother had overcome his weaknesses and didn’t get sick as often; he couldn’t deny a bit of sadness that he wasn’t his little “minion” anymore.

He never knew where Sans got it from, but he also developed a leaning towards being more responsible and “by the book”.  This seemed to come out of nowhere. Although, he suspected the adventure books they read together, where the hero was always portrayed as a righteous individual. But who knew….

His brother certainly didn’t pick up those habits from Them.

In the end, it didn’t matter.  Their dynamic may had changed over time but the important parts had stayed the same. They had and looked out for each other.

They were the only constant in their lives they had left.

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Welcome To Brisbane (Lin X Reader)

WC: 3688

Summary: Lin and the reader are internet friends, and Lin informs the reader that he’s visiting Brisbane. The reader plans a ‘best of’ tour for him.

Warnings: Language, australian slang, slow burn

A/N: Day 4 of the @hamwriters write-a-thon. These imagines just keep getting longer, but hey, I don’t mind.

I sighed, walking in to my place with an invisible weight on my shoulders. I checked the clock on my wall and saw that it was 9:30. I groaned at the fact that today was another case of late night, early morning classes the next day. I opened my laptop and scrolled through Tumblr, laughing at some of the posts that popped up on my dash. I suddenly heard my phone buzz and I picked it up, wincing slightly at the light. I noticed that it was from Lin and I felt myself perk up a little.

Linny: Hey Y/N! I know it’s probably late at night for you, but I thought I’d send you a text to let you know that you’ve got someone in your corner all the way across the sea. Keep fighting cariña. You can do it.

I read the text and felt my cheeks heat up at his pet name. I read it over once more and decided to pull up Skype on my laptop. I clicked on his contact and called him, hoping that he picked up. His face suddenly appeared on my laptop and I shot him a tired smile. “Buenos días Linny.” I said and Lin smiled brightly. “You should speak Spanish more often. It sounds good when you speak it.” Lin said and I felt my cheeks flush pink. “That’s not why I called you Miranda.” I said and Lin chuckled, yawning slightly. “Bad day?” He said and I nodded. “Like you wouldn’t believe. It’s 9:30 pm and I only just got home.” I said and Lin’s jaw dropped. “Seriously?” He said and I nodded. “Uni was hella stressful. Because it’s June it’s getting cold and midterm exams are coming up and I’m drowning in work. Not to mention my asshole boss and insensitive coworkers.” I ranted, running a hand through my hair as I spoke. Lin set his phone down against something so his full body was in shot, and I chuckled at his choice of pyjamas. “Well, I have exciting news for you mi reina.” Lin said and I froze momentarily. He called me his queen. “And what would that be Lin-Manuel?” I said and Lin shook his head slightly. “You know only my dad calls me that.” He said and I nodded, leaning back in my chair. “I know. Anyway, what’s your news?” I said and Lin’s face brightened, his smile widening greatly. “I’m coming to Brisbane!” Lin cheered and I felt my jaw drop so low it almost hit the floor. “Oh my god. Seriously?” I shouted and Lin nodded, his smile bright. “My flight leaves Friday morning, so I’ll get in Saturday morning!” Lin said and I laughed, shocked and in disbelief. “You’re coming here. To Brisbane. On Saturday.” I said, trying to process what I was hearing. “Yep. Technically I leave on Friday, but yes. I’m coming to Brisbane Y/N.” Lin said and I smiled widely. “I wanna hug you but I can’t.” I said and Lin laughed, nodding slightly. “Same here. I can, however, hug you on Saturday.” Lin said and I nodded vigorously. “I can’t wait.” I said and Lin’s cheeks went a dusty pink. “I wish we could talk a little longer, but you look incredibly tired and I have to get to work soon. I’ll see you on Saturday!” Lin said and I waved at the camera. “See you on Saturday. Adíos Lin.” I said and Lin smiled. “Adíos Y/N.” Lin said, waving slightly at the camera. I waved back, and pressed the end call button. I sunk down in my stool, praying for Saturday to come fast.


I woke up bright and early Saturday morning, at 6:30 to be precise. I got out of bed and pulled on a decent outfit and ate faster than normal, and began the drive to Brisbane International Airport. I made it to the arrivals section in record time and glanced at my sign once more. It read ‘Linny Boy!’ and I chuckled, hoping he liked it. I checked the time and saw that it was 7:30, and Lin’s flight landed in ten minutes. I spent about twenty minutes patiently waiting, tapping my foot on the clean airport floor. I suddenly heard the intercom call out something about a flight from Los Angeles landing and I perked up. I saw people make their way out to the arrival area and I held up my sign proudly, gaining some strange looks from other people.  I saw a familiar mop of unruly black hair and I gasped, realising that it was Lin. “Lin!” I shouted, hoping he could hear me over the crowds of people. Lin looked around and made eye contact with me, his eyes wide and his smile bright. He jogged over a little and I smiled, placing my sign in my bag. “Y/N!” Lin called just as eagerly, and almost tackled me in a hug. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tightly, overjoyed at having him here in the flesh. “Oh my god it’s you. You’re actually here.” I said and Lin chuckled, taking in a deep breath. “I’m here. Now, let’s go. I’ve had enough of airports.” Lin said and I laughed, reluctantly letting go of him. “You got your bags mate?” I said and Lin laughed a little. “You sound so Australian when you say mate.” Lin said and I groaned, my cheeks going a little pink. “Shut up and take your bags.” I said and Lin smiled and grabbed the two suitcases that lay near his feet. “Come on. My car’s not that far away.” I said and Lin nodded, wheeling his bags behind me as he walked. “Gosh, it’s so pretty here.” Lin said and I half-smiled, looking out at Brisbane city. “It’s not that great.” I said and Lin scoffed, mock hitting my shoulder. “It’s beautiful, so be quiet.” Lin said and I nodded, glancing over at him. He looked very good in person. “So, what’re the plans for today?” Lin said and I smiled, unlocking my car. “Well, I’m gonna take you back to my place and you can set up your room and dump your stuff. Then we’re gonna head down to Southbank for lunch and maybe a swim. Then I know this great Chinese place in the Valley that we can go for dinner.” I said and Lin looked at me with an amused smile. “The Valley? Do you just have this giant valley with restaurants along the side? God you Australians are weird.” Lin said and I groaned, shoving him as he entered the car. “Shut up. It’s this placed called Fortitude Valley. Australians are super lazy, so we shorten everything. It’s pretty schmick, but that’s where Chinatown is, and therefore, my favourite Chinese restaurant.” I said and Lin chuckled once more. “Schmick? Do you speak another language down here?” Lin said and I rolled my eyes, starting the car. “You haven’t heard the half of it Linny boy.” I said and Lin laughed, shaking his head slightly. “So, where’s your apartment?” Lin asked and I shot him a sly smile. “It’s near St Lucia. I go to uni at UQ, so I’ve gotta be close to school. Thank god for student accomodation.” I said and Lin laughed, nodding his head. “Amen to that.” He said and I smiled, turning on the radio. I decided to listen to whatever CD was in there, and I blushed as the opening notes to In The Heights filled the car. Lin looked at me with disbelief and surprise, before his smile turned into a smirk. “You’ve got my CD in your car.” Lin said and I nodded, desperately trying to hide my blush. “It’s cute.” Lin said and my eyes widened. We began singing along as Lin’s voice played over the speakers, and the drive to my flat seemed to pass by in the blink of an eye. “You know, you’d make a very good Vanessa.” Lin said as we got out of the car. I rolled my eyes to try and cover up the fact that I was freaking out internally. “My voice isn’t that great.” I said and Lin frowned, shaking his head. “I beg to differ. I just heard you singing It Won’t Be Long Now and lemme just say, you could give Karen a run for her money.” Lin said and I blushed slightly, shaking my head. “You’re too kind sir.” I said and Lin chuckled  taking his bag out of the boot. We chatted between ourselves as we approached my flat. “Here we are. Casa del Y/L/N.” I said and Lin smiled, looking around my place. “For student accomodation, this is really nice. My room in college was horrendous. Not to mention my dorm mate sucked.” Lin said and I laughed as he set his bags down on the couch. “So, how far away is this mysterious Southbank you speak of?” Lin said, sitting on my couch as if he were at home. “It’s about 5 to 10 minutes down the road. Did you pack your togs?” I said and Lin stared at me with blank eyes. “My what?” Lin asked and I laughed, realising he had no clue what I meant. “Your togs. Swimmers. Swimsuit. Bathers. Whatever the hell you yanks call them.” I said and Lin’s eyes widened in realisation. “Oh. I swear you speak another language down here, my god.” He said and I chuckled, nodding my head. “Yep. Now I suggest chucking your swimmers in my bag so that that way you can just change when we get there.” I said and Lin nodded, opening one of his suitcases and rifling through it. He pulled out a pair of black swim shorts and I caught them as he suddenly threw them at me. “Oh, and get your thongs out as well. You’ll need them if we go to the beach.” I said and Lin looked at me with horror written all over his face. I froze and then burst out into peals of laughter, seriously contemplating taking a photo of his face. “Oh my god. Flip flops. I forgot you Americans think thongs are underwear.” I said and Lin’s face slowly went red as he pulled out a pair of blue thongs. He threw them at me and I had to duck to avoid getting hit with one. “You Australians are so weird, dear lord.” Lin said and I nodded, picking up my already packed swimming bag. “Don’t be such a sour puss Miranda. Let’s get going.”


“You built, a beach?” Lin called when we got out of the car. “Uh huh. We built our own beach here. It’s pretty cool.” I said and Lin turned to me, his mouth agape. “That’s more than cool. That’s, god I have no words.” Lin said and I chuckled, resting an arm on his shoulder. “I know. Now, let’s go get some lunch. What’re you in the mood for?” I said and Lin paused, a thoughtful look in his face. “Anything. I’ll let the local choose.” He said and a smile bloomed on my face. “Then it’s time to reenact a Y/L/N family tradition. Vamos Miranda.” I said, grabbing Lin’s wrist and pulling him along behind me. “This is so cool.” He muttered to himself as we approached the small array of shops opposite the cinemas. “We’re getting fish and chips. Come on.” I said and we approached the store. I ordered the food, occasionally checking back with Lin to see what he wanted. “American, huh?” The lady at the counter said and I nodded. “It’s his first time in Brisbane. I’m showing him around.” I said and she smiled, handing us our food. “You two are so cute.” She said before we left, and I blushed bright pink. I didn’t notice that Lin’s cheeks were the same colour. “This is so nice.” Lin said as we sat down on the grassy area in front of the stores. “I know. My parents and my brother and sister used to come here all the time. We’d ride here on our bikes and then get fish and chips and a Boost. Then we’d head back home. It was always so much fun.” I said and Lin smiled softly, taking a bite of his chip. He suddenly dropped it and I gave him a curious look. “It’s so hot, oh my god.” Lin said, his voice slightly muffled. I laughed and picked up a chip, biting into it. “How do you do that?” Lin asked, looking at me with wide eyes. “Years of practice, my friend. Years of practice.” I said and Lin let out a small laugh. We enjoyed the rest of our food, and occasionally had to fight off the odd ibis who wanted some chips. “That was incredible. Watching you fight off that bird was truly the highlight of our lunch.” Lin said and I rolled my eyes, lightly punching his shoulder. “Shut up Lin. Anyway, seeing as lunch is done, it’s time to hit the man-made beach.” I said and Lin smiled, getting up off the grass. I groaned slightly and Lin looked at me disapprovingly. “Come on Y/N. Don’t be lazy.” He said and I groaned more dramatically this time, rolling over onto my back. “But I’m Australian. We’re all lazy.” I said and Lin let out a loud laugh. “That is kinda true. I saw a sign for McDonalds and the sign read Maccas. Do you all call it that?” Lin said and I nodded, reaching a hand up towards him. “Can you pull me up please?” I said and Lin sighed before grabbing my hand and pulling me up. I tried to ignore the tingly feeling in my hand as he tugged me upwards, and smiled at him once I was standing up. “Thanks. Now, it’s only a short walk so let’s get going.” I said and Lin smiled, grabbing my hand. My cheeks went a light pink and I laced my fingers with his. He smiled at me and we walked towards the beach. I had to occasionally shout a few directions but we eventually made it. “This is awesome.” Lin muttered and I nodded, walking towards the bathrooms, still holding his hand. “The guys bathroom is over there. I’ll meet you back here in a couple of minutes.” I said and Lin nodded. “You know, I might actually need my togs.” Lin said and I smiled widely as I fished through my bag. “You said togs.” I said and I didn’t notice Lin nod and flush pink. “It has a nice ring to it.” He said, scratching the back of his neck. I passed him his swimmers and he took them in his hands. “I’ll meet you back here.” He said and I nodded, walking off to the bathroom. I got changed quickly, hoping that my black and blue one-piece made me look someone decent. I walked out of the change rooms and I saw Lin standing there, his board shorts on and no shirt. I nearly froze but I tried to shake myself out of the trance I ended up in. “You ready to go?” I said and Lin smiled at me, looking me up and down briefly. “Yep.” Lin said and I smiled, hoisting my bag over my shoulder. We made our way to the beach and walked down, the sand soft under our feet. I dropped my bag in the sand and looked up at Lin. “Let’s go.”


I glanced at Lin as he pulled his shirt back on, his hair still damp. “Was that fun, or was that fun?” I said and Lin nodded, a bright smile on his face. “That was incredible. Never in my life did I think I’d be swimming in a manmade beach in October.” Lin said and I laughed, drying my hair with the towel. “Well, our next stop is The Enjoy Inn. Hands down the best Chinese restaurant I’ve ever been to.” I said and Lin nodded, hopping into the drivers side of my car. “Lin. That’s not the passenger side. Get your ass out.” I said and Lin shook his head, a smile on his face as he climbed into the passenger side. “Even your cars are weird.” Lin muttered and I rolled my eyes, sticking my tongue out at him. “If you insult me and my country again I will deny you Chinese food.” I said and Lin raised his arms in mock surrender. I chuckled and started the car. The radio played In The Heights, and we rocked out as we made our way into the Valley. “Here we are. The Enjoy Inn.” I said and Lin looked incredibly happy. “This better be as good as you say it is.” He said, opening the restaurant doors. “I can assure you that it is.” I said, approaching a waiter. “Table for two please?” I said and the waiter nodded, ushering us towards a booth. “That was incredible.” Lin said and I shrugged my shoulders, taking a seat in the booth. Lin sat down opposite me and took two menus from the waiter. “Thanks.” I said and the waiter smiled before walking away. “Saturday is, surprisingly enough, their least busy day.” I said and Lin nodded, a smile on his face. “Well, you can order. You seem to know this place well.” Lin said and I rolled my eyes. “Understatement of the century. I was born and raised in Brisbane. I know this place like the back of my hand.” I said and Lin chuckled slightly, waving the waiter back. I ordered our drinks as well as our food and he smiled, walking off. “So, what’s New York like? I thought I’d ask seeing as we’ve done so much Brissy sight seeing.” I said and Lin arched his brow. “It’s slang for Brisbane.” I answered quickly and he nodded, taking my menu and putting it on top of his near the back of the table. “New York is busy. Like, you can’t get on the subway without being shoved at least once.” Lin said and I snorted, gaining quizzical looks from the other patrons. “You think that’s bad? Queensland Rail is so unreliable. The trains are never on time, and they’re always boiling in summer and freezing in winter. And when I say boiling, I mean boiling. It can get to like 40 odd degrees on those trains in summer.” I said and Lin looked at me strangely. “40 degrees isn’t boiling, what the hell.” Lin said and I sighed, putting my head in my hands. “You bloody yanks. I forgot that you use Fahrenheit. 40 degrees Celsius is like 100 degrees Fahrenheit.” I said and Lin’s jaw dropped. “Holy shit. Are you Australians all right?” Lin said and I laughed, shaking my head slightly. “Everything here wants to kill you and it’s always hot, so no. We’re not ok.” I said, laughing as I spoke. Lin’s eyes lit up and he let out a loud laugh. “That was gold oh my god.” He said, looking up as the waiter placed the food down in front of us. “Here it is. Dig in Linny boy.”


“I swear I’m going to burst. I’ve never eaten this much food ever.” Lin said and I nodded, feeling as if I were going to explode. “You were right when you said that it was the best Chinese food. Because damn.” Lin said and I let out a laugh as we pulled into my complex. “I told you Miranda. I never disappoint.” I said, a smirk on my face. A yawn slipped out of his mouth as I unlocked the door and my smirk grew. “Tired are we?” I said and Lin nodded sheepishly. “You can get changed in the bathroom. It’s just down the hall next to your room.” I said and Lin smiled, picking up his bag and trudging down to the bathroom. “Hey Y/N?” Lin called and I made noise of acknowledgement. “The bathroom’s next to your room.” Lin said and I walked over to him. “Yeah. I’ll take the couch. It’s no biggie.” I said and Lin nodded, a look of annoyance on his face. “No, I’ll sleep on the couch. It’s fine.” Lin said and I folded my arms over my chest, shaking my head. “Absolutely not. You came all this way and I’m not having you sleep on my shitty couch.” I said, trying to get my point across desperately. Lin sighed, clearly not having it. “How about we both sleep in your room?” Lin suggested and I nearly dropped my pyjamas. “I uh, my, um. Sure.” I squeaked, surprised that my voice didn’t break too much. “Great. I’ll go get changed.” Lin said cheerily, ducking off to the bathroom. Once he was gone I let out a shaky sigh, wondering what would happen. Lin emerged and I smiled halfheartedly at him. I quickly changed into my pyjamas and made my way out of the bathroom. “I’m knackered, so I’m gonna head to bed.” I said and Lin chuckled, looking at me strangely. “I could only assume that means tired.” He said and I nodded, yawning slightly as I did. “Just saying, I call dibs on the left side of the bed.” Lin said, walking into my room with a smile on his face. “All yours Miranda.” I said, pulling back the covers on the bed. “How perfect is it that you have a double bed.” Lin said and I nodded sheepishly, my cheeks pink. Lin smirked slightly at me before launching himself on my bed. “Left side, as promised.” He said and I smiled at him, my eyelids beginning to feel heavy. “Goodnight Lin. It was so nice to finally see you in person.” I said, my voice trailing slightly. I closed my eyes and slipped down into my bed. Lin laughed lightly and pressed a feathery kiss to the top of my head. “You too Y/N. You too.”

So, guys, last night, I was telling my gf about that time I went to London to see Kate Mulgrew in “The Exonerated” back in 2006. And how we hang in the theatre bar after the show and drank with some of the actors. I remember two of them in particular being chatty and friendly and lot of fun. And I remember this picture being taken upon the actor’s insistence that if you could have taken picture with him, you have to with me as well.

Now as I looked at the pic, he looked kinda familiar. So I found my signed copy of the play. “Martin Freeman”. The name of the file in my computer: “MeAndMartinFreeman”. Oh really?!

Moon Signs:

The Moon rules your emotional self, the way you think and react to others.It also represents your inner mood. It is the second most important thing in your birth chart after your sun sign.

Aries Moon:Moon Sign Aries is happy, optimistic, and impatient. They live for the moment, forgetting all else. Instant gratification is their middle name. They are passionate and have no qualms about sharing how they feel. At the same time, they can be very independent. They don’t like to take no for an answer. They have the self-confidence to put themselves out there and they want to make a strong impression. Subtle does not describe this Sign. They are well-suited to meeting challenges that may destroy lesser people. 

Taurus Moon:Taurus Moon likes the familiar instead of the exotic. They will be prepared to put up with just about anything to preserve this familiar sense of security. Strong-willed, they are set in their ways. They want to create a solid, comfortable existence so they feel secure and happy. Moon in Taurus is steady, and makes those near them feel comforted. They can be very conservative and set in their ways. Sociable, Moon Sign Taurus loves companionship. They are emotionally balanced, and like to finish one thing before starting another.

Gemini Moon:Witty and charming, Gemini Moon is fun and pleasant to hang out with. Their twin aspect also makes them moody and irritable, though. If you can put up with the constant switch from one to the other, you will find that they are very interesting people to be around. They like to have a hand in everything, are usually well-informed and are the basis for the saying “curiosity killed the cat.” Their inquisitiveness is all-encompassing. Like other air signs, the Moon Sign Gemini is adept at saying what they think is expected before they have a chance to think about it.

Cancer Moon:Cancer Moon has a knack for being in touch with their feelings, as well as those of others. They may be so in touch with their feelings that they become very self-absorbed. At the same time, they are so in touch with others’ feelings that they can see through any superficial statements of well-being. They have a terrific memory, especially for emotional things. The Cancer Moon Sign looks for familiarity and security. They tend to cling to their home, their family and friends, and their possessions. They really appreciate peace and quiet, and they are not big fans of change.

Leo Moon:Leo Moon likes to be the center of attention… when they are comfortable in the situation. They may do a lot of entertaining at home and they have a great sense of comic timing. Those born with the Moon in Leo are talented organizers, and may bring that out of the point of trying to organise and  control their friends and family. They want to create and entertain… although they may end up being too lazy to actually put things together as often as they would like. Their natural bossiness helps them be good at delegating chores to others, although deep down they really want to treat others fairly.

Virgo Moon:Virgo Moon looks to the little things in life for their happiness and security. They may deny it, but they actually enjoy activities like running errands, taking care of details, and so on. They may complain about it, but as long as they feel appreciated they will  do their best to not only take care of themselves, they’ll take care of you, too. They will usually be the first to volunteer to help someone else. They may be a bit low in self-esteem, but many are very happy to have a normal, pedestrian life. Simplicity is their mantra and they feel most at home when they can go through life without a lot of public attention. 

Libra Moon:Libra Moon does not like to be alone… they thrive in a partnership. Many will get married young or choose to move in with someone. In order to facilitate this, they may make a lot of concessions to their partner in order to keep the peace. They are social, sympathetic and they love a rousing debate. They need someone they can feel an intellectual and emotional rapport with.Libra Moon wants someone with them all the time… even for that little trip to fill up the gas tank. They believe there is strength in numbers. Charming and attractive, they are often found flirting. They are usually very gentle and refined in their manners. They make friends easily, and may be fickle.

Scorpio Moon:Scorpio Moon lives for emotional intensity. They have the ability to see through anyone right to their innermost feelings. This can be disturbing to some people and intriguing for others. They have a need for change and rebirth. Their life may be full of drama and upheaval which they feel is out of their control. But if their life begins tofeel “normal” they are the first one to create some test for someone in their life just to create excitement. Emotional drama fulfills them.Scorpio Moon wants it all… they don’t do anything halfway or waste their time with meaningless relationships. They want commitment. They may also expect their partner to give up something for them, although they have a deep fear of betrayal. 

Sagittarius Moon: Sagittarius Moon is happy-go-lucky and free-spirited… as long as they aren’t cooped up. They need space and personal freedom to be happy. They love to be physically active. Travel, sports, socializing… it doesn’t matter what it is as long as it is active. They love open spaces, indoors and out. Optimistic and cheerful, Sagittarius Moon is always upbeat, even when they’ve disappointed you for the third time because they once again forgot the lunch date you had planned.They are competitive and love the outdoors. They are usually natural athletes, or if not, they appreciate athleticism in others.

Capricorn Moon: Capricorn Moon needs to feel useful and productive. They are competent and collected, even when their emotions are churning beneath the surface. They want realistic goals and clear boundaries set. They are not risk takers. They much prefer security and safety and plan ahead for every eventuality.Capricorn Moon does not deal well with all those messy emotions… they are frightened of dealing with them. While they can have some mood swings and can dip pretty far into the darkness themselves, they don’t like to delve into this side. The Capricorn Moon Sign person is their own worst critic, and they can be really hard on themselves. They often hide their own sensitivity behind a sarcastic demeanor.

Aquarius Moon: Aquarius Moon is very observant. They love to study human nature and analyze why everyone around them acts the way they do. They are often shy themselves, and may appear a bit detached. If you sit down and talk with an Aquarius Moon, they will probably tell you that they always felt “different” when they were growing up. While they can be sociable, at heart they would rather be on their own.They may have a strong ego, and they"ll do their level best to be unusual. It is not their lot to be mainstream or “fit in." 

Pisces Moon: Those born with a Pisces Moon will often have strong psychic abilities. They find it easy to walk a mile in someone else’s shoes and are amazingly compassionate and full of love. Unfortunately, this capacity also makes it easy for them to lose themselves in others’ problems. They are natural romantics, and never forget a gift on Valentine’s Day or someone’s birthday.Pisces Moon appears to know all the nuances of human behavior. They are easily amused. They may be labelled as "spaced out,” but they are deeper than most people think. They are easily misunderstood since they often get lost in their dreams.

Crush

This is nothing, Its temporary. It’s hormones, and proximity.  It’s a physical attraction, and biochemistry.  That’s what Raven told herself.  What was laughable was that he was trying to keep it subtle.  Well as subtle as he could manage.  But she noticed the stolen glances, and his presence while she meditated, and the active attempts not to annoy her. Witch somehow was bothering her more.  

Yet to Raven Beast Boys feelings were a beacon, bright and hard to ignore. It was all there the joy, pain, affection, and lust. She couldn’t really blame him, what people feel is not a rational thing.  

Also puberty hit him like a truck.  He easily had grown 6 inches in the last year, his shoulders filled out. He was still thin, but no longer scrawny. His face lost some of the roundness he had when they first met.  More evidence that what he was feeling had more to do with hormones than anything else.  

Yet nothing seemed to happen.  For weeks Beast Boy was just there. In the common room, or the kitchen, even on the roof.  Not close enough to invade her personal space, or break her privacy but close enough that she could feel him.  That beacon always bright in her minds eye.  A nagging and  insistent reminder of what Beast Boy felt for her.  Yet nothing happened.  Raven was expecting some crazy romantic gesture, flowers, music cheesy pickup lines but nothing.  

Beast Boy would just sit there, making terrible puns, and playing games with Cyborg.  Yet every now and then there eyes would meet and his lips would form this sly smile.  Beast Boys eyes would light up as if he just found something.  Something he wanted.    

It was maddening.  Was he afraid to make a move? No, of all things that Raven felt from him fear was not in the mix.  Maybe he wasn’t going to?  Maybe he realized that she had to refuse him.  But there was no disappointment, no sadness.  What was he doing?  

This went on and on and despite how many times Raven told herself this was temporary, the beacon just got brighter.  It didn’t make sense it was and inferno burning without fuel, and it was getting to the point where it was impossible to ignore.  

Raven chanted in the empty common room, floating in lotus position, finding it next to impossible to meditate.  She couldn’t find her center because it was not there, all that was there was a the light from the green man that was plaguing her.  She could feel it getting brighter she knew Beast Boy came into the room.  He said nothing,  he just sat on the couch.  

No ‘Hi Rae!’  

No ‘How is the weather up there?’ while she floated.  

No jokes, or comments, just him polite and quiet letting Raven have her meditation that she always insisted was so important, and it was driving her crazy.  

Raven didn’t remember moving.  It was like getting hit with an tidal wave from behind.  One second your standing the surf, the next the ocean overtakes you and if your lucky wash up on the shore.  But when this wave hit Raven found herself on the couch.  Without a word she tackled  Beast Boy pinning him to the cushions and attacking his mouth with hers.  

This kiss was all clumsy passion at first till they both relaxed and Beast Boys hands wrapped around her waist and in her hair.  It slowly softened with them playing tag with their tongues till they had to break for air.    

“Wow, I thought this would take another month easy”  Beast boy said between gasps.  

“What?”  

“Rae if I didn’t know better I think you have a little crush on me”  he stated his eyes closed and that same sly grin on his lips.  

“You planned this?!” the words came out in a forced whisper.    

“Plan, not really, this was more like following my instincts.”  His hand left her hair and pointed at his ear.  "Your heart rate kept going up when I was around"  his finger went to his nose. “Your scent changed. ” He took a gentle breath through his nose and almost trembled as the sensation hit his brain.  

He opened his eyes and saw a face that Raven almost never wore.  Shock.  He just laid there as Raven tried to process this enjoying the feeling of her on top of him.  

“You knew this was going to happen?”  

“This? No. I knew that your body had the hots for me, and I got them for you because, well who wouldn’t? Rae I look at you, you’re amazing.” He took a a deep breath. “But you do all that thinking, so I let you make the first move.  I just gave you lots of openings, and waited. I didn’t think you would tackle me into the couch, but I do approve.”  

Before Raven could respond Beast Boy took her head in his hands and kissed her again. This one was slow and warm and easy.  When he pulled back Raven laid her head on his chest from emotional exhaustion.  After a few minutes of just listening to his heart she asked “So what happens now?”  

“Well I was thinking dinner, but if you just want to make out some more-”  

Raven cut him off sitting up, a pillow enveloped in black energy was thrown into Beast Boys face. Raven stood up and pulled her hood up and quickly made her way to the door. In the doorway she turned around and sternly said.  

“6:00 pm and we are going someplace nice!”

Beast Boy’s arm shot up from behind the couch with a thumbs up sign.    


The title might look a bit familiar to a few of you. You see in my banging around I found the @bbraeweek2015 Tumbler, and its prompts. This one is February 20th “Crush”  So this could be the absolutely the latest submission ever. I do have a good excuse, I wasn’t on tumbler in 2015. But I figured prompts don’t have an expiration date, there not dairy and any writing is good for me. Who ever owns the 2015 blog wants me to add the right tags or add it, they are welcome to. 

Also this was my first somewhat successful attempt to be more in Raven’s head then Beast Boy’s.  

“But I’m Not Her” - Yoosung x MC

au where this is an ending you get if you don’t ever remind Yoosung that you’re not Rika and just feed into him. sorry yes i know i’m awful and i hate myself for thinking of this :’)
also this is the first time i’ve ever written anything like this and i suck at writing so pls dont be harsh ok


   You awoke slowly, your head pounding. The room was dim and you couldn’t remember where you were. Opening your eyes fully made your head hurt so bad you wanted to scream so you looked around, eyes squinted, for a sign of anything familiar. Everything was fuzzy and your memories were a blur. You had no idea where you were, or how you had gotten there. 
    Before you had a chance to fully gather your thoughts, you hear a cheery voice come from the dark corner of the room. “Ah, you’re awake sleepy head! I’m so glad, I was starting to get antsy.” 
     “Y-Yoosung?” you stutter out, shocked once you recognize the voice. “What do you—” you stop, as you realize your hands and legs are bound to the chair you were placed in. Suddenly, the memories come rushing back. You had gone to see Yoosung a few days before the party. He had asked you to come over to his dorm, and against everyone else’s wishes, you had gone. You struggled to remember anything beyond the car ride over here. 
     “I’m so glad you’re here.” He says, walking over stroking your face. “It’s been so long, Rika.” You look up at him, confused.
     “Rika? What are you talking about Yoosung? It’s me, (y/n).” He leaves your side and walks over to the other side of the room and flips on the light. Your eyes sting from the sudden shock of light and it takes a few minutes for you to stop seeing spots. When you eye sight adjusts, you realize you’re in what appears to be Yoosung’s bedroom. It take you a minute, but you the notice the clothes you are wearing were not your’s. “What are these? Who’s clothes are these?” you ask, your voice shaking.
     “What do you mean Rika? I know it’s been a while, but your have to remember your favorite outfit. After you left, I saved a few of your clothes in case you came back. I always knew you’d come back…” He trailed off, looking into your eyes. The expression on his face was almost loving, but in his eyes you could see this bit of darkness that sent shivers down your spine.  
     “Look, I-I don’t know what’s going on here, but Yoosung you really need to let me go… You can’t keep me tied up here forever.” You try to struggle against your binds to no avail.
    “Oh I will untie you,” He says, walking back over to you, stroking your face once more, “Once i’m sure you won’t run off on me again. I just got you back Rika, and there’s no way I’m taking the chance of losing you again.” He leans in and tries to kiss you and jerk your face away from him as far as you can. 
     “Yoosung. Listen to me. I’m not Rika. I’m (y/n).” You plead, staring into his eyes. His eyes grow dark, the loving look that was there is replaced by a look of anger.
     “Rika I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing, but I’m not having it. I finally see you again and this is how you act? Please stop right now, you’re upsetting me.” He runs his hands through your hair, pulling some of the locks forward so you could see. “See? You are Rika. Who else has such beautiful blonde hair?” You looked down at your hair, in complete shock. He dyed your hair. He had actually dyed your hair. The look on your face must’ve displayed your horror because Yoosung leaned into your ear and whispered. “It’s okay, you’re here with me now and you’re not going to disappear on me again.” 

pistols-in-the-park-at-dawn-dea  asked:

Can I have Daichi, Tsukishima, and Kageyama in a scenario with a mute s/o? Pretty please with a cherry on top?

Yes, you may, you sweetie :)

Daichi: Goddammit, the captain thought as a blush graced his face due to accidentally signing to you “I like food’ instead of “I love you”, he had no idea how he messed that one up but still, his nerves faded away when he saw how you were shaking with silent laughter. “I like food, and you, too,” you signed back, eyes shining with tears from laughing too hard and a smile spreading across your face; Daichi felt his nerves returning again but he was still glad that he’d taken up sign language all those years ago.

Tsukishima: “I wish I can talk to you with a voice,” you’d signed to him out of the blue, a familiar disappointing look appearing on your face as you brought up this issue once more. “We’ve already been through this, (Name),” Tsukki groaned, pulling you into his embrace, nuzzling his face into your neck affectionately, “I love you, voice or no voice… besides, sign language is cool, it’s unique… just like you,” his words were a bit muffled but you heard every syllable. You tapped him on the shoulder, gaining his attention, before signing “I love you.” The blond smirked, burying his face into your neck once more when he felt a blush making coming his way.

Kageyama: “(Name),” he said all of a sudden, “how do you sign ‘I love you’, again?” Kageyama asked yet again, despite having done so about a million times already. You patiently, taught him the sign once more, still surprised at how easily and quickly he forgot things. The setter had learned only some signs and thus communicated with you through messaging most of the time; but it still doesn’t excuse him from constantly forgetting the one sign you’d be teaching him all day. Around a week later, you were pleasantly surprised to see that Kageyama still remembered as he signed you “I love you” for the first time, on his own.

anonymous asked:

consider: 76 angst (With perhaps a side of fluff or i will mcfreakin die bc your angst is so good honestly) where they've been kinda...dancin around eachother for awhile before the age old "you deserve someone better" argument crops up. s/o is resistant (listen there is no one better than 76 dont lie to me) and Jack ultimately has to break down and reveal his identity. It's awful. It's so awful. (gosh this got specific oh geez)

Thank you, dear!

Have some old man angst.

And don’t feel bad about it being specific! At least I know what you want.

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Worthy (Newt Imagine)

A/N: Hey guys! So, this imagine was also requested, and get ready for cute/fluffy Newt feels that are long overdue!

You had just arrived at some sort of compound after having been rescued by a group of rebels, it seemed. You ended up dashing from the helicopter into this ginormous building that seemed to be in the middle of a large desert, the wind whipping your hair across your face as you ran. Directly behind you was Newt, his limp prominent as he ran.

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anonymous asked:

Hey there, you beautiful, wonderful, fantastic writer,Your work so far as knocked my socks off, and i wear some pretty high socks- like knee sock. I like to make a request for you to knock my socks off some more. I would like A Gaara/Reader and here's my prompt uhh the reader is kidnapped and the person who kidnaps them eases the reader's memory but leaves in the memory of Gaara turning into Shukaku,This makes the reader scared of Gaara and that makes Gaara sad because he is in love w/ the reade

Anon. My socks are so high that they evolved into thigh high stockings with their very own garter; and you knocked them off by your honourable comment. From this day forth, let the battle of socks commence. Your name is now Sock-Anon. Treasure your title, my friend and live on to preach it.

“You may have kidnapped just one individual; but that does not change her being a member of the Hidden Sand Village.”

‘W-Who… Who’s that speaking? My head…’

“We stand united to protect one another no matter what the situation. Now release the girl!” The sound of swords and kunai being drawn were heard nearer to _____. Slowly opening her tired eyes, her hues saw sand. She was kneeling. Her hands were tied behind her back. Looking up to her captors, she recognised none. Yet that was to be expected. What was more heartbreaking was that she recognised no one up ahead; the side who seemingly wanted to save her – roughly a team of five.

“Don’t worry, _____. We’ll have you out of this in no time.” Called out the man with purple face paint controlling the puppet. _____ squinted her eyes as she examined him having no idea who he was.

“H-how-” She coughed, hunching over for her throat was painfully dry. How long had she been out for? Once her coughing fit finished, her eyes returned to the puppet user. “How do you know my name?”

Silence. Agonising silence. That was until her captor broke it by laughing.
“That’s right. I erased her memories. Those memories of her friends, family, loved ones… all gone.” Gaara’s lips parted, looking down at _____, hoping, praying there would be some signs of familiarity in her eyes. “Well,” the man smirked wickedly at the Kazekage once he saw _____’s eyes connect with Gaara’s. “Almost all gone.” Having had enough, Gaara raised his arm to launch an attack on the enemy.

“Temari, Kankuro. Now!” The action sequence was not paid any heed to by _____. Amongst the fighting, her eyes had been staring at Gaara the entire time for all she knew of him, all she could remember were those sea foam eyes of death turning to darkness and gold as his body thickened into sand-like armour; becoming Shukaku. The first opportunity she got, she legged it. Never looking back. The young woman stumbled over the sand, trying to find somewhere to hide from that monster. Seeing a hut, perhaps the one she had been stored in during her capture, she hid herself inside to cower away in the corner. Begging for him to stay away. It was uncertain how many minutes had gone by, but with combat still going on outside, Gaara had found her sitting in the shadows with her hands over her ears and eyes tightly shut. He reached his hand out to her.

“_____, there’s no need to hide anymore. I-”

“STAY AWAY FROM ME!” She screeched, causing his hand to retract somewhat. Her breathing was heavy, staring at him with tense and scared eyes. The very look the villagers gave him back when he was a child. “Stay away from me.” He could not believe his ears nor eyes.

‘Is this… the memory he chose to keep within you?’ He asked himself mentally, his eyes saddening to see the very girl who helped pull him out from the darkness; even before Naruto. His voice came out more gentle as he crouched down to reach his hand out once more. “_____. Please. I am not here to hurt you. Don’t you remember?” Her body continued to shake violently, turning her head away.

“Don’t come any closer. Please… s-stay away.” She kept chanting over and over as he got nearer. His hand felt cold against her cheek, almost causing her to jump out of her skin. Gaara’s eyes grew more sorrowful but reaching for that spark of hope. Both his hands were now on her cheeks to make her look up at him. Her breath hitched in her throat, almost freezing in complete disturbance that the monster had her in his hands. “Please…” Her tears fell like shards of ice. “Don’t kill me.”

Those were the words that wounded the Kazekage, puncturing his core that flowed with affection for the delicate girl. His head lowered, his eyes now shadowed. Unable to see. With Gaara’s forehead against hers, he whispered through gritted teeth feeling self hatred that she had ever witnessed him as Shukaku.

“I could never do that to you.“

He cupped her cheek enough to tilt her head up so their eyes could finally meet in this honest intimacy.

“Ever.”

Originally posted by ashiros

Do Something About It (Part 2)

Summary: Reader and Dean are long time friends and hunting buddies. Since returning from Purgatory their relationship has been taken the next level.

Title: Do Something About It (Part 2)

Paring: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,692

Warning: Cute fluff that turns smutty ;)

A/N: Thank you to everyone who read and seemed to like the first one! Shout out to @sis-tafics for being so awesome and encouraging!! If anyone wants to be tagged when part 3 comes out or I write other things let me know!

Also, please let me know if you ever have ideas on something!! Love you all! <3

Originally posted by self-loathing-hunter

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Intro Fic List: Jily Royalty AU

A popular fanfic trope in the fandom, the following is a masterlist of fics in which James, Lily or both are royalty. 

Royalty!Lily:

  • An English Rose, T, one shot -  James Potter is a lowly stable hand, destined to work in the stables the rest of his life. Lily Evans is Princess of Gryffindor, betrothed to Severus Snape of Slytherin, destined to be Queen.
  • Trapped, K, one shot - The Marauders as Robin Hood & Co annoying King Vernon Dursley 
  • The Walls Have Ears, T, one shot - Rumor has it that Her Majesty Queen Lily has clandestine meetings with one of the serving boys - the one with dark unruly hair and glasses
  • Sworn Secrecy, T, 2 chapters, WIP -  My dearest Lily, I know that I have made a horrible mistake that I cannot fix, and I will spend the rest of my life regretting it. I wish you the very best in your journey to becoming queen, and I promise you, one day, I will return to you. You will forever be in my heart, always. Love, James.
  • A Fortnight of Wishes, T, 3 chapters, WIP -  “She looked into his eyes for any sign of familiarity, but he was like no royal she had seen before.” Aladdin AU, where James Potter gets more than he bargained for after a simple wish.

Royalty!James:

  • Lead on to Fortune, K+, 14 chapters, complete -  Neither Prince James nor barmaid Lily had any interest in running the Kingdom of Gryffindor. This is the story of how they changed their minds.
  • Cinderella Fairytale AU, T, one shot - James let out a huff. ‘Firstly, our relationship has already begun, at the ball two nights ago if you recall, and it continued on very nicely last night. It’s just that I don’t think we’re going to get much further unless I can make her stay past midnight.’
  • King and Lionheart, T, one shot / excerpt - The story of Prince James and his lionheart. All he’s ever done is watch her back, watch her leave, watch her protect him, because that is what a lionheart is supposed to do. James wonders why it can’t go both ways.
  • Hotman James (a Jily/ATLA crossover), K, one shot - “But, Mu-uuum.” James grabbed his cloak off his bed. “I don’t like the Avatar.”"You’re going to lead this country someday, and you’re going to need her help.”
  • Your Arrogant Highness, K, one shot - “I’m not a bad person, it’s just a joke!”  Yet if he believed that, why was his tone so defensive? “Whatever you say, Your Arrogant Highness.”
  • the lily perceives that it is an engine of war, K, one shot - Game of Thrones AU. Lady Lily of House Evans is excited to stay at King’s Landing and watch the jousting at the Hand’s Tourney. Mostly because of Prince James Potter.
  • Impossible Outcome to a Pointless Night, T, one shot - “I’m not going to find anyone here! I can’t believe you are even hosting this ‘ball’. It’s absolutely ridiculous to believe that I’m going to fall in love with someone in one night! It’s impossible.”
  • A Royal Toerag, K, one shot- Modern Royalty AU
  • The Lionhearted, T, 1 chapter, WIP -  Lily sets out on a perilous journey when she strikes a deal with the Dark Lord. She agrees to bring back whoever awaits her in the highest room of the tallest tower of the castle built on Mount Gaunt, a volcano under the protection of a dangerous dragon. Her only hope is her sole companion and a strange bloke that seems to have his own motivations for accompanying her.

Royalty!Jily:

  • Before Dawn, T, one shot -  James knows that sneaking around with another woman is dangerous. He’s got a throne waiting for him, he’s betrothed to a princess from the neighbouring kingdom, and he’s running out of time. But danger has always found him, and James only has eyes for the most dangerous woman in the world - his fiancée’s younger sister.
  • A Royal Affair, K+, one shot - Princess Lily has never gotten along with Prince James, and she doesn’t expect that to change any time soon. But sometimes, life can surprise you.
  • Loneliness, T, 3 chapters. WIP - When James Potter gets it in his head that the pair of them should ‘fake date’, Lily thinks the idea is ridiculous. But then again, he’s got a stalker convinced she’s in love, the social calendar for nobility is coming up (with her sisters wedding being fast tracked) and on top of it all, Women’s Weekly has called her a bad dresser. This idea might not be the worst one he’s had.
  • Flower Crown, K, drabble - Childhood neighbors James and Lily play at royalty.
  • Dawn Breaks, K+, one shot - Lily, Muggle royalty, has been getting trained in magic since she was eleven, but has never visited the mysterious kingdom of witches and wizards that her tutors come from. Upon completion of her training, she’s invited to stay in their palace for one month. Lily takes to the castle and the people fabulously, until the crown prince decides that humiliating her in front of the entire court is a good idea.
  • Queen of the Fairies, T, one shot - Lily is the Queen of Fairies and falls in love with a knavish sprite aka James.
  • Shipped by the Public, K+, one shot -  Prince James and Princess Lily are shipped hardcore by the people. They’ve never met. The strength of the will of the public brings them together.
  • Sovereign Affairs, T, 17 chapters, WIP -  Lily is the illegitimate sister of Duke Sirius and Prince Regulus, and is summoned to the Slytherin Palace to take her place by Prince Orion on his deathbed. With the help of her new friends, Lily learns what it means to be a Princess, and just what it is that makes a family. 
  • Sea Foam Kisses, T, one shot -  Each night she floats on her back, tail flicking, red hair billowing like blood in the water as she watches the sky. From here she can just barely see the lights of the human world glowing on the horizon. They beckon to her, tugging at her heart until she can’t bear the ache of it.

Last updated 12.09.2015.

LuciferXReader

Request: Could you do a one shot with LuciferXreader where the reader is like biblical Eve and she and lucifer had a thing before she was cast out of Eden. It would be like a billion times more amazing if they could get into a fight about what happened between them in front of like sam and Dean.

Request: Can I have a Luciferxreader where the reader seems gloomy and stuff and Lucifer (being one that likes her… A lot) wants to cheer her up by something??

Request: It’s Monday–yay! Can I have a LuciferxReader Christmas-y oneshot where Lucifer and the reader are caught under the mistletoe or something and Lucifer keeps teasing her about it? Fluff!

Request: Hello, so it’s Monday and I wanted to ask if you could do a Lucifer one shot where Luci and the reader are laying in bed, and he gives lots of compliments and fluff fluff fluff. I love your blog btw (: ty

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