that's exactly where i want to be

now, I don’t understand. Supernatural set Castiel up to be a father figure for Claire, right? That was the whole point of Claire’s storyline, to give Cas a sense of his own family etc etc

But then, supernatural also set up Dean as Claire’s father figure? But they didn’t do the same with Sam.

Like, that is something spn did ON PURPOSE.

they literally made Cas and Dean Claire’s dads.

Every episode of Bones ever
  • Booth: we got a body
  • Brennan: I need this all sent to the Jeffersonian
  • Brennan: fracture to the ulna
  • Intern: can't believe I missed that
  • Booth: I'm Agent Booth, FBI, and this is my partner, Dr. Temperance Brennan, we're here to ask you a few questions.
  • Angela: I plugged in the exact muscles and subtracted the injuries that occured postmortem and turned the skull inside out and showed it to the computer. Here's our victim
  • Hodgins: bugs and particulates indicate this exact spot
  • Cam: *gasps* that's where the husband works
  • Husband: no. I want a lawyer
  • Booth: *stares angrily*
  • Sweets at some point: I know that you're not upset over this case, its something else
  • Booth: no way. Don't get all shrinky on me. Ok youre right
  • Intern: I reexamined the bones and found this
  • Brennan: this leads exactly to our killer. Good work
  • Real killer: I didn't mean to kill her. I just wanted to beat her up a little
  • Brennan and booth: *long stare*
  • Brennan and booth: *have meaningful talk about whatever was bothering them*
  • Brennan at some point: you're a good man booth

Ok but please consider sincerely three having date nights once a week and alternating who picks the date like first week is Evan, next is Connor, then Jared, and then all three of them agree on something special at the end of every month (because lowkey they probably got together near the end of a month and thats kind of how they celebrate their love)

it gets long and gay oops

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anonymous asked:

do you think magnus saying alec is just like the clave a low blow? like i totally understand both sides but i just wanted to know your thoughts on that line if thats alright! i really love your opinions and analysis its my favorite thing xx thank you!

mmm the short answer is yes, i do; i feel this way about that comment and the lightwood comment. i’ve always said that because of magnus’ deep understanding of people, he has a great capacity to know just where to slice deepest. i think it would be remiss to pretend like magnus wasn’t aware of exactly what he was saying or to pretend he didn’t mean to be as harsh as he was; his words were carefully chosen and they were sharp because he was angry. in some ways, alec is right – it wasn’t really fair to hit that low – but at the same time, magnus can’t fully be blamed for not playing fair in that moment. he’s been through a lot and this was the final straw.

i’ve been waiting a long time to see this side of magnus in full, tbh. like, i do think it makes sense for magnus to have a seemingly endless well of patience because he is so old but of course it only runs so deep. eventually, he runs out and when he does run out, it means something major has happened because it isn’t often that he snaps. and i think it’s really great that magnus is allowed to be angry and messy and not exactly his best self. this is not the kind of depth often given to characters like magnus so i do think we shouldn’t conflate sympathizing with magnus with watering down what actually transpired. magnus went in for the kill and he absolutely lost his temper. it’s important to acknowledge this and i think it’s also important to realize that while magnus’ anger was entirely justified, not everything he said in anger was, if that makes sense.

Playing Twister :D Black Hat/ Flug
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b></b> I'm making an english version of these one so...don't use the translator xD<p/><b>Dementia:</b> WHO WANTS TO PLAY FUCKING TWISTER?<p/><b>Flug:</b> Dementia, language.<p/><b>Black Hat:</b> What is this Twister thing?<p/><b>Dementia:</b> Oh, it's a game where you put your left hand for example in one spot of color and all the players do the same. You get it?<p/><b>Black Hat:</b> Obviously, who do you think I am? A moron?<p/><b>Flug:</b> *whisper* Maybe...<p/><b>Black Hat:</b> WHAT?!<p/><b>Dementia:</b> LET'S PLAY!!!<p/><b></b> *After putting everything in order*<p/><b>Dementia:</b> Flug, put your left hand on the red spot.<p/><b>Flug:</b> This hurts...<p/><b>Black Hat:</b> WEAK!!!!<p/><b>Dementia:</b> Ok boss, your right leg on the green spot.<p/><b></b> *Obviously they continue playing until they end in a very compromising situation*<p/><b>Flug:</b> Ah...Sir...I think that you are tired...<p/><b>Black Hat:</b> NONSENSE. I LOVE THIS GAME. DEMENTIA WHAT'S NEXT?<p/><b>Dementia:</b> Flug, your right leg on the blue spot, between Black Hat legs.<p/><b>Flug:</b> can be different? I-i mean, can I put my leg in other side?<p/><b>Dementia:</b> No. That will be against the rules >:v<p/></p><p/></p><p/><b>Black Hat:</b> ARE YOU AFRAID TO LOSE?!<p/><b>Flug:</b> Maybe ;-; ...Well yes.<p/><b>Black Hat:</b> DEMENTIA CONTINUE!<p/><b><p/><b>Dementia:</b> Black Hat put your right hand on the yellow spot, next to Flug's head.<p/><b>Flug:</b> *sweating a lot*<p/><b>Black Hat:</b> What is it, doctor? Maybe thinking in something "special"~<p/><b>Flug:</b> No sir, n-nothing...<p/><b>Black Hat:</b> Well...that's being unfortunate...<p/><b></b> Suddenly all the lights are off. Flug can feel the touch of skin pulling away a piece of his bag, exactly where his mouth is...Then the softness of some lips on his owns. Moving in circles and asking for permission to enter.<p/></p><p/><b></b> He opens his mouth slightly...The lights return and Black Hat is not on top of him or even in the room.<p/><b>Flug:</b> What happened?<p/><b>Dementia:</b> I dunno...well yes but I don't want to tell you xD<p/><b>Flug:</b> Black Hat just kissed me?<p/><b></b> He touches his lips, waiting for some signal there, saliva, a little bit of blood...nothing.<p/><b></b> That night the scientist decided to pull of his bag to do a little check up in his face.<p/><b></b> Like manually he check his lips. A smile is forming, there are sharp forms of tooth.<p/><b>Flug:</b> Boss...<p/><b>Black Hat:</b> You were calling?~<p/><b></b> _—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—_—<p/><b>SPANISH:</b> <p/><b>Demencia:</b> ¡¿QUIEN QUIERE JUGAR AL PUTO TWISTER?!<p/><b>Flug:</b> Demencia, esa boca.<p/><b>Black Hat:</b> ¿Qué es el twister?<p/><b>Demencia:</b> Oh, es un juego, donde por ejemplo, pones tu mano derecha en un color indicado y todos hacen lo mismo sólo que en diferentes colores y con otras partes del cuerpo ¿Entendiste?<p/><b>Black Hat:</b> Obviamente ¿Qué crees que soy? ¿Un idiota?<p/><b>Flug:</b> *susurro* tal vez...<p/><b>Black Hat:</b> QUÉ<p/><b>Demencia:</b> JUGUEMOS<p/><b></b> *Después de poner todo en orden*<p/><b>Demencia:</b> Flug, pon tu mano izquierda en la mancha roja.<p/><b>Flug:</b> Esto duele...<p/><b>Black Hat:</b> DÉBIL<p/><b>Demencia:</b> Ok jefe, su pierna derecha en la mancha verde.<p/><b></b> *Continúan jugando y obviamente todo termina en una situación comprometedora* (todos terminamos así en twister)<p/><b>Flug:</b> Ah, señor, creo que está cansado...<p/><b>Black Hat:</b> TONTERÍAS. AMO ESTE JUEGO. DEMENCIA ¿QUÉ SIGUE?<p/></p><p/><b>Demencia:</b> Flug, tu pierna derecha en la mancha azul, entre las piernas de Black Hat.<p/><b>Flug:</b> Eh...¿Puede ser diferente? Q-quiero decir ¿Puedo poner mi pierna en otro lugar?<p/><b>Demencia:</b> No, eso va en contra de las reglas >:v<p/><b>Black Hat:</b> ¡¿TEMES PERDER?!<p/><b>Flug:</b> Tal vez...bueno, sí ;-;<p/><b>Black Hat:</b> DEMENCIA CONTINÚA.<p/><b>Demencia:</b> Black Hat, pon tu mano derecha en la mancha amarilla, al lado de la cabeza de Flug.<p/><b>Flug:</b> *suda bastante*<p/><b>Black Hat:</b> ¿Qué pasa doctor? ¿Pensando en algo especial~?<p/><b>Flug:</b> No señor...n-nada...<p/><b>Black Hat:</b> Bueno...eso es ser desafortunado~<p/><b></b> Las luces se apagan de la nada. Flug puede sentir el tacto de la piel al levantar un pedazo de su bolsa, justo donde está su boca.<p/><b></b> De ahí la suavidad de unos labios contra los suyos, moviéndose en círculos y pidiendo permiso para entrar en la boca ajena; Flug separa los labios ligeramente, sintiendo la humedad de la lengua contraria al rozar con la suya.<p/><b></b> Las luces vuelven y Black Hat ya no está sobre él, ni en el cuarto.<p/><b>Flug:</b> ¿Q-qué pasó?<p/><b>Demencia:</b> No sé...bueno sí sé pero no te wua a decir :D<p/><b>Flug:</b> ¿Acaso Black Hat me besó?<p/><b></b> Se toca los labios, esperando una señal, ya sea saliva o un poco de sangre...nada.<p/><b></b> Esa noche, el científico decidió retirar la bolsa para una pequeña revisión al rostro.<p/><b></b> Como algo manual, se revisa los labios, una sonrisa aparece, puede ver la marca de unos dientes afilados.<p/><b>Flug:</b> Jefe...<p/><b>Black Hat:</b> ¿Llamabas~?<p/><b></b> -----------<p/><b></b> Pos sí, ambas versiones, quería utilizar el tema del Twister porque cada quien lo juega termina en una situación/posición rara.<p/><b></b> Además no me sentía muy bien por temas con mis amigos y la familia; y escribir me hace feliz... así que disfruten, supongo...<p/></p>
Jin as a teacher and bangtan as the students
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b>Jin:</b> the one who gets this question gets a reward!<p/><b>Jhope:</b> I'll get yoongi?<p/><b>Jin:</b> what<p/><b>Yoongi:</b> what<p/><b>Jin:</b> anyways,the question is,what is the capital of korea! Common thats easy!<p/><b>Namjoon:</b> s-<p/><b>Jin:</b> [whispering ] shut up I want tae to answer<p/><b>Taehyung:</b> stock..Holm?<p/><b>Namjoon:</b> Oh my-<p/><b>Jin under his breath:</b> [fkn hell why am I still a teacher]<p/><b>Tae:</b> what did you say?<p/><b>Jin:</b> nothing, ill give you a hint! Do you... Know the Seoul central zoo?<p/><b>Tae:</b> where they keep animals?<p/><b>Jin:</b> ye-<p/><b>Yoongi:</b> like you<p/><b>Jin: get out</b> <p/><b>Jin: </b> ok so,where is that zoo located?!<p/><b>Tae:</b> Seoul?<p/><b>Jin:</b> YES!EXACTLY, YOU ALMOST GOT IT,SO NOW WHAT IS KOREA'S CAPITAL?!!<p/><b>Tae:</b> the..zoo?<p/><b>Jin:</b> <p/><b>Namjoon flipping the table:</b> I SWEAR TO GOD<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>
How Dan and Phil will use tumblr in the future | 17.08.17
  • Phil: Something I wanted to talk about, which I'm just going to randomly bring up.
  • Dan: Do it.
  • Phil: I want to change the way I use my tumblr a little bit. Because with tumblr I used to use it for a little reblogging, posting my videos but then like choosing aesthetic pictures of a dog or a cute animal or a lake. I'm kind of done with the whole lake, cute animal vibe of Tumblr right now.
  • Dan: Well, I mean what is tumblr supposed to be? It's just a blog website.
  • Phil: It's just your blog. Yeah, I mean I used -
  • Dan: Then it became this whole like reblog things that reflect your aesthetic slash who you are.
  • Phil: I kind of want to like, showcase more art that you guys do. I like a lot of it but I'd like to start reblogging it. So I'm still going to post my videos on tumblr and stuff but I'm also going to start reblogging lots of art. So, if you've done some art of me or you've done some art of me and Dan, just tag it as AmazingPhil and I'll see it and then I might reblog it. I'm not saying I'll reblog everything I see, I'm just going to reblog a few. I'll like some more as well. But I'll be doing some more of that and trying to boost some of you artists. Because then I feel like I'll use the website more.
  • Someone in chat: That's awesome.
  • Someone else in chat: Cool but I'm not good at art.
  • Phil: That's fine. You can still tweet me and we can have a chat and then you can enjoy them as well and get to look at some other people's art.
  • Dan: I like a lot, so if you go to whatever the hell the url for my tumblr likes is, then you can see all the... stuff.
  • Phil: So you're still cool with your tumblr though, you like reblog...
  • Dan: Yeah, like once a month I curate. It just so much pressure. Like it has to be... like I save drafts for weeks and then go through and just turn it into one lot of queue that's like fifteen posts because it just has to be...
  • Phil: To be perfect.
  • Dan: Exactly what it's supposed to be, which is kind of pointless when my theme is so trash. But where do you even begin? I don't even know to change... Like I, honestly, you know how you go to customise and there'e the html and I'm just like... I don't want to touch this!
  • Phil: You don't want to mess it up.
  • Dan: Like they say don't fix what's broke. My theme is already broke but like, don't broke even more what's already kind of broke, you know what I mean?
  • Phil: Did you just even say a sentence? I don't know but yeah, so if you want to follow me on tumblr to find out what's going on, it's just and you can see me reblogging some stuff.

anonymous asked:

How come mister doesn't have a little ? 😮 He's da perfect dadda!!


I get this question like every day…. so I will put things plain.

I am a lot to deal with.

Personal issues

I have agoraphobia. (look it up) combined with anxiety and paranoia disorders. this causes me to be extremely guarded, especially when it comes to most personal details about myself. It gives me great anxiety to reveal things… because I always think people are going to turn on me, come to get me, or otherwise take me from my safety.

My safety circle is a small radius that encompasses about a 3 mile ring around my house. I chose this house for specific reasons. its in the middle of nowhere, but close enough to everything I need that I can go out when appropriate to get it.

I have my groceries delivered. The guy delivers pizza and for 20 bucks he picks up my order and brings it to my house. He leaves it on the porch. No one but my brother and therapist have been in my house in several years outside of a few excruciatingly difficult events.

These problems are coupled with the fact that I am incredibly private.

most cant handle them and give up.  

(I wasnt always like this,… and I dont always expect to be. I am working hard on it every day.)


At the same time, I am also very dominant… very intimidating.. and very critical. The one who captures my heart, has to deal with a lot.  My Dom side often spills over into things… causing me to be cold, causing me to be stressful. I can be very selfish and such. I have high expectations.

I can be mean… I can be vicious even. And my irish blood doesnt take well to being crossed.

“Tumblr Famous”

most cant handle my status…. including my “internet fame”…. I get propositioned, daily. I obviously get a lot of attention from lost littles. 

jealousy is not something that can exist in the heart of the one who seeks to submit to me. But at the same time, once I am locked down.. I am very loyal. but.,.. most cant see the forest for the trees. So they make assumptions, pigeon hole me… turn me into a cliche’… and ultimately drive me away with their own self sabotage.

And thats a tremendous turn off.

I dont do jealousy. I dont do those who give me grief about things I cannot control. I cant control the actions, thoughts and emotions of other people. I am certainly not going to sit back and be blamed for them. I will run my blog as I see fit according to how it flows and moves me. At the end of the day, its still going to be there… no matter what. 


I can be reserved… quiet… and pensive a lot of the time. I am a deep thinker and meditate. People often mistake this as disinterest. I am naturally in defense mode expecting that everyone has an ulterior motive (because usually they do)… and these thoughts, coupled with my paranoia… dont do well. 

I’m not one to reveal much about my personal self, and thats something that you work for if you really care and want to know. How old are you Mister? Where do you live Mister? Whats your name Mister?


I’m not your traditional fly by night Daddy dom. 

I have years of experience, mentor ship and education that I can credit myself to… and anyone whose been around here for more than 5 minutes is going to tell you exactly that I know what I’m talking about and I do it well. Some would consider me an ALPHA in the game, maybe even THEE ALPHA, and along with that status I expect a certain level of thought be put into how I am seen and perceived. 

Yes I am completely narcissistic. I wont try to hide it.
Yes I am selfish at times.
….. I’m a Dom. duh.

I have a lot of power that I could easily abuse…. but I also have this rare thing called standards and morals. Imagine that… hard to believe it actually still exists in our world, but it does. I’m not easy… and I dont think with my dick.

So figure that one out.

 I am also one who has been around the block his fair share, I have owned subs and littles, I have been part of my local community, I have physically taught and trained many, I have studied this lifestyle at a collegiate level, and I have painstakingly crafted a blog in order to pass that wisdom and experience on to others in hopes that they might learn and succeed themselves.

I’m not one of these guys who sits around looking up the ddlg tag, getting my idea of it from porn, and then setting out to claim and conquer every girl I can in the process of trying to get mine and leaving them in the dust.

I have a genuine passion and caring for those in my community, daddy and little, and a great desire to improve the lives of each and every one I come in contact with.,

And if one little messages me telling me that they benefited even in the slightest way from what I do, that makes it worth it for me.

and I dont need a little to do that.

yes it would be nice, and maybe some day I will…

but the one who holds that title, who gives me her great gift of submission, is going to have to be extremely patient, hold no judgments or jealousy, and really take some time to figure me out and realize exactly the kind of opportunity she has sitting in front her… because the one who does that, is the one who is going to beat out all the others.

Everyone gets a shovel….

….. its what you do with that shovel that gets you to the goal.

Its just a shame that most end up using it to dig their own graves.

The Gift (Steve/Bucky x Reader)

Request: I was wondering if you could do one where the reader has some kind of powers and causes a little trouble for herself not meaning to so Bucky or Steve try’s to catch her and maybe recruit her for the avengers. Sorry if it’s to much this is my first request and your a good writer!!!

Summary: Exactly that^

Requests are OPEN

Warning(s): A few swears

A/N: Okay this has really helped with some ideas and inspo!! I kinda make you the reader like Jessica Jones if thats okay (im watching that series and i love it and im inspiring this off her ok) ?? ahh i didnt want to be cliche and make you shoot fire or something !! Also, thankyou anon! You’re so sweet and thankyou for the request !

“(Y/N) (L/N)?” Bucky muttered, looking down at the file.

“Yeah, thats her name.” Steve responded quietly.

Bucky pursed his lips, before biting it as he studied each word of the file on the desk. It explained how you had surprisingly picked up a man twice your height and weight with one hand and threw him through a brick wall as well as stopping a moving car in the process. 

Not to mention, police were on the search for you as well as the FBI.

“So we’re going to get her?”


“Oh boy.”

A grunt left your lips, pushed up against the brick wall by the middle aged man who was seething with anger and shame.

“Where… where did you get that?!” He spat in your face, venom rolling from his tongue in his words.

“Which, this?” You smirk, again holding up the treasured wedding ring between your index finger and thumb and twirled it within your touch.

The man seethed even more, reaching to grab it from you but you hold quickly shove it away before he can grab his belongings.

“Tsk, I don’t think so. Your wife would be very interested on knowing how I found your beloved wedding ring. Don’t you think…” You teased, a playful tone in your voice, “Logan Lewis?”

The man quickly retorted with a vein pulsing on his forehead, “How the fuck do you know my name?! And you wont tell my wife anything!”

You giggled tauntingly as you stare up at the man despite being cornered you still had the upper hand with the information you had stored.

“I also know your wife’s name, Debra Lewis; the woman you’re sleeping with is Francine Davies. Other known as your boss, isn’t that right?” 

Logan was furious. If his red flushed face didn’t explain that enough already, his words would.

“You little stalker bitch! Give me back my fucking ring.. Y-you.. You don’t know me!”

You relaxed against the cold wall casually, your boots sinking into the defrosted snow under you.

“I’m planning on giving it to your wife, Logan- as of course she would love to know that you took it off yourself. Not to mention on your way to fuck the living shit out of your boss, am I right?”

Now it wasn’t your plan to get caught by the man, Logan, but this was pretty entertaining thus far.

“You better shut your fucking mouth or-”

“Or else what, Mr. Lewis? You’ll shut me up yourself?” You shove him back to get some space as your face quickly becomes fierce. 

“You don’t want to find out what I’d do.” He snarls, walking forward once again.

You roll your eyes, “Your wife already had the suspicions of you cheating, she asked me for-”

“Bullshit!” He lifts his fist, swinging it at you.

You waste no time and quickly grab his fist, twisting it away as it was inches from your face. You whistle in clear amusement.

“Did you just raise your hand to me?” Your voice quickly darkened. “So you now not only cheat on women, manipulate feelings and prostitute yourself for more cash from your boss- but you go to hit an innocent woman?” You teased, gritting your teeth together.

Before an answer is shot back at you, you raise your own fist and slice it against the tall male’s face- a satisfactory crunch rippling into your ears as your fingers are coated with a quick running velvet liquid, droplets staining the white bed of snow beneath the two of you. The amount of strength into your single punch sends Logan back a good five steps

“How pathetic.” You smirk, stepping forward.

“Shut up..” Logan growls,  his frothing saliva mixing with the metallic blood- spitting the awful taste onto the ground.

To add to this, Logan begins to pace at you again with white bruised knuckles and all of his blood rushing to his head. You couldn’t be so nice with him anymore, not now. Not with a hot headed, middle aged pissed off man storming at you.

But you knew this could easily be dealt with.

But you wanted fun.

Before the man could take a step closer, you raise one hand and shove it under his jaw and sweep the man from his feet effortlessly into the air. Choking noises submit from his throat and you smirk.

“This’ll teach you to not pick on little girls like me and not to be a cheating cunt.”

With that, you toss the man ahead of you with the amount of strength you had. However, you did not know that your strength allowed you to throw people through walls. 

You did now.

The man quickly vanished into the building, bricks collapsing on top of him and on top of the clouds of snow causing your eyes to widen- knowing he could actually be genuinely hurt which wasn’t your intention whatsoever.

“What the fuck?! David call the cops!” A voice croaked from inside the building where Logan had fell into.

Your eyes stretch wider even more and you stumble backwards out of the alleyway- shock flowing through your bloodstream as you don’t even realise that you have stumbled into the busy road.

That was until a large honk awoke you from your mental shock, your senses on high alert as you turn to your right and see a large truck coming your way. 

You quickly do your first instinct and hold your arms out against the large vehicle coming towards you at full speed- ready to accept your fate.

You squeeze your eyes shut, ready to embrace the pain of bones snapping

However, the only thing that happens is a large weight stopped by your strength which makes you slowly open your eyes to see the gigantic truck stopped by the force of your palms. The man driving the truck looks distraught and shocked- already dialing a number on his phone.

“Oh shit..” You whisper, without any further actions you quickly run home without glancing over your shoulder.

The shot of whiskey burned at the back of your throat, trailing down  and vanishing into your core. 

You type away at your laptop as you study one of your cases, which was coming to a close. These cases usually involved you taking pictures and being paid to investigate private situations. For example, your current one involving a man perhaps cheating on his with with another woman. So far you had found out that when the man leaves his home, he removes his wedding ring. Not only that, but he is sleeping with his apparent boss from his job for extra cash in his job. This explains the sudden late shift that his wife had complained about to you.

You clicked and dragged your pictures on the screen, organising them in order with your free hand dangling the empty shot glass.

You wince as the familiar burn echoes against the back of your throat from the strong whiskey, quickly beginning to fill up your glass with more.

A chuckle leaves your lips as you remember how fatal it was when he found out yesterday, the situation not being at all funny. 

The police were most likely looking for you after it was seen on street cameras and witnesses speaking about the situation.

You, (Y/N) (L/N) were gifted with the curse of not being normal.

As you grew up, you realised that you had an unusual amount of strength for a girl who lacked muscle.

Not many people have lived to tell the story that they have stopped a truck, but you were one of them thanks to the curse that was given to you.

It wasn’t something you wanted but in some occasions it was most definitely not a flaw. It has protected you in dangerous situations many times. Now though, your secret was out and there was no doubt that you were being hunted down slowly by the second.

So it was a perfect time to get drunk.

You quickly threw the fresh shot past your lips, the burning sensation growing stronger and stung your tastebuds with wild fire.

“Fuck!” You hissed, dropping the glass on the table and groaning.

Your fingers quickly tangled into your (H/C) roots and you pulled a bit to sense your pain elsewhere.

“Tastes like fuckin’ metal..”

“Thats what you get for drinking whiskey.” 

You were quickly alert by the new voice, standing up and snatching your butter knife which was located inside your half full nutella jar and pointing it at a man with long brown hair and a metal arm visible. A blonde man climbing in through the window behind him.

“Get the fuck out.” You hissed, pointing the ‘weapon’ towards the two.

Steve raised his hands a bit, “(Y/N) we aren’t here to hurt you-”

“Yeah but you’re here to fucking take me to some fucked up animal lab aren’t you? Ready to fucking make me into one of your guinea pigs for your tests, hm?” You questioned, moving away from your desk slowly.

“What- no! Shit, look at him for gods sake…” The brunette pointed to the very muscular blonde, “He’s captain America.”

You turn your head and eye the blonde without letting your guard down, your (E/C) orbs narrowed as you take in his body.

“I don’t give a shit who you are, I just want you to leave.”

The brunette rolled his eyes and Captain America spoke up to you.

“Look, we are here to make some kind of an offer which could turn out better than you becoming a lab rat, okay?”

You silenced yourself and you nodded, an answer you gave for him to carry on.

“So, since we’ve read your files and looked into the situation- it seems as if a lot of people think you’re a bad guy…” Steve trailed off, “i don’t think you are, by the looks of you. You live in a beaten up apartment in downtown New York, you live alone and your job is to be a private investigator to help citizens with everyday troubles.”

“Its a little more complicated than that, but go on.” You urge for him to continue.

“You have abilities.” The brunette butts into the conversation, staring at you, “Witnesses are scared.”

“They have the right to be scared-”

“Not if you take our offer, they wont.”

You sighed and looked away, still wondering what the offer even was.

“Who even are you if you’re friend is Captain America?”

He smirked, bowing slightly. “James Buchanan Barnes at your service, but you can just call me Bucky.”

It was your turn to roll your eyes and you decide to place your nutella coated knife to your desk and you fold your arms over your chest.


“R-right..” Steve cleared his throat, “So stopping a truck with your bare hands is impressive- however, did you really need to throw that man through a wall?”

“He was being threatening! Plus, I didn’t know that I could!” You poked at your chest as you defended your actions. “Its not as if I randomly thought, ‘oh yeah, lets throw this man through a fucking wall because that is just so fun!’”

“Watch your language.” The Captain commanded, frowning which caused you to smirk.

“Basically,” Bucky sighed, “What we’re trying to offer is a chance of you getting out of this safely and perhaps using your strength for better causes.”

Steve quickly followed up, “now we haven’t personally spoke to the rest of the team about this but I am personally offering you a chance of getting a slot in the Avengers.”

Your eyes widened as you choked on a laugh, “excuse me?”

“Do you want a slot in the Avengers?” Bucky asked this time, leaning against the door frame of your kitchen which was connected to your study room.

“I..” You sighed, “I appreciate it, but I don’t know if you notice this about me but I don’t necessarily find it appealing to be in the same team with a huge green monster and some random God with a huge hammer.”

“Its not really a ham-”

“I don’t care, he gave it a damn name!” You sigh again and pause for a second, “I’m also not really the “superhero” type of girl. Besides, I stopped a damn truck- what makes you think that I’m worthy enough to be on the Avengers?”

Steve eyed you with his charming crystal eyes, “I see potential. By reading your files, I saw you’ve had a quite rough history with criminals and bad partners in the past.”

This caused you to flinch, which the two men picked up on.

“What you’re doing now is helping others with bad relationships or struggles, why not step it up to a higher level?”

You didn’t have a good enough excuse, making you remain silent.

“Exactly. The only difference is would be that you will save the world and not just small families.”

The two men before you seemed quite firm on this idea of you joining the Avengers which intrigued you even more than possible. You lean into your pale wall behind you, combing your (H/C) hair back with your fingers.

“What will happen to me if I don’t go with you both?”

“You will most likely be pushed to your limits by people who want to use your abilities for nothing but bad.” Bucky said quietly, rubbing his metal arm. “You don’t want that, do you?”

“No.. I suppose I don’t.”

“So you’re coming with us to see if you can join?” Steve asked, tilting his head in a puppy-like manner.

“I have no other option.”

This brought a smile to Steve and a smirk to Bucky’s lips.

“Follow us then, doll.”

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  • Lena: Are you positive that I would like to stay in the "FriendZone" Agent Danvers? I only ask because I looked up this term and it says that I want to be ou-
  • Alex: *covers smile* Luthor, Trust me on this. The friendzone is exactly where you want to be. In fact it's how all relationships get started. Now are you gonna trust me or a computer.
  • Lena: *grins* Very well, Agent Danvers. I shall put my trust in you. *walks off*
  • Maggie: *walks up* You're an asshole. You know that, right.
  • Alex: *pouts* That's what she gets for letting me make a fool of myself at the club.
  • Maggie: Babe, come on. A discount for baby gays. Even Kara knew she was messing with you.
  • Alex: Shut up.
we fall in love in mysterious ways

“F.R.I.D.A.Y? I’m still not sure about the guns. Maybe we could use another metal to make them even better. I mean they should be really light, so Groot can hold them.” Tony says when he looks at his blueprints. Something looks still wrong.

“I would suggest the vibranium that’s left, Sir.” F.R.I.D.A.Y answers and Tony looks up at that. He can feel the slight pain in his chest. Vibranium. The Shield. Steve

“Yeah well maybe you are right. Not like Rogers would still want something from me, right?” Tony jokes. Or he tries. It comes out bitter and sad at the same time.

Sometimes he still misses Steve. No Rogers now. Yeah he misses him and the other brats. But they aren’t here anymore, so he should stop with that.

Rogers, Barnes, Barton, Romanoff, Maximoff, Wilson. They are all gone and Tony is sure they never want to see him again. Also that other guy…. the one with the ants.

Bruce wasn’t there when everything had fallen apart. And he still is gone and Tony misses him. God he misses him and Thor. But they didn’t tried to reach him. At all. Maybe they are with Rogers?


Tony looks up at that. He isn’t alone. Not by far. Rhodey is still here, even if he has days where he can’t look Tony in the eye. Because he is embarrassed that he still needs help to walk.

But Tony knows Rhodey loves him, so thats alright.


And right. The Guardians of the Galaxy are here. Tony is still not sure, why exactly. But they are with him for a few weeks now and Tony is glad for the change.

“Yes?” He asks and looks at Peter, who stands in his doorway. What is he even doing here? F.R.I.D.A.Y greets Peter and the guardian smiles at the ceiling.

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MOST of homestucks cast got left with incomplete or unresolved character arcs, with the exception of the striders (since theyre hussies self-inserts and hes always played very obvious favorites with them). jade and jane get it the worst though.

jades ultimate conversation with davepeta, and janes ultimate conversation with nannasprite, are parallels with each other. (they also both sort of have similarities with calliopes conversation w her god tier self, but this post is not about calliope) namely, theyre not the focal points of these conversations. none of their problems really get addressed, and they serve to characterize the other character, not jade/jane. jade and jane are passive parties in the resolutions of their own arcs (as much as these conversations can be called resolutions).

janes conversation is about nannasprite - its about nannas regrets, her fears, her unfulfilled potential, her dissatisfaction with her role, and how she wants to see jane live up to her potential. jades conversation is about davepeta - its about their newfound sense of reality, how davesprite and nepeta struggled independently and how they realized themselves through fusing, how the Ultimate Self explains everything and dont worry jade, youll feel better as soon as you Get It, i mean your puny linear human non-sprite non-heart-or-time-player brain probably wont be able to process it but youll be cool as soon as you unlock the secrets to existence i promise.

both of these problems imply an upcoming conclusion to jane/jades arcs and how they will resolve their problems… and then the narrative doesnt follow through.T

first off, the issues that these characters actually need resolved. jane, as i mentioned in another post, fears change. she lets herself be subservient to others because she is afraid of changing the status quo. this is the root of her skepticism - she doesnt want to re-examine her worldview because shes afraid of what she will learn by doing so. and this is the critical character flaw that manifested in her beta timeline counterpart as well: nanna was so afraid of the uncertainty that lies in taking a risk and running away from home with jake that she would rather face the certainty of abuse that awaits her if she stays at home. nanna never lives up to her full potential because she keeps her head down and does what shes told, living a quiet and entirely uneventful life. even after her death and resurrection, as nannasprite says, shes only there to support johns role as a hero. janes subservience obviously reaches its peak with crockertier - the internal conflict keeping her from speaking up and reaching out becomes an external conflict, and shes brainwashed, literally forced into compliance.

jade is similar - a constant repression of her personal issues in order to maintain her role as the beta kids cheerleader. the difference is that jades suppression isnt out of fear of change, but out of fear/loathing of herself. jade is miserable. she lives alone in the middle of nowhere with her inscrutable god-dog and a bunch of eerily preserved corpses - one of which is HER OWN! jade knows she is going to die! for all her visions of sburb and her friends respective paths to happiness that skaia grants her in her dreams, in the waking world shes got the vision of her own end staring her right in the face. and she never tells her friends about any of it - in her first pesterlog with dave he says “say hi to your grand dad for me” which implies that she hasnt even told her friends her guardian is dead. and then all this suppression and obfuscation blows up in jades face when she creates jadesprite, and shes the angriest we ever see her get when shes forced to confront a version of herself who cant bury all those negative feelings. when she goes god tier and fuses with jadesprite she seems healthy and neurotypical, for a while, but, like jane, when the condesce brainwashes her we see all these unaddressed resentful feelings towards dave (wrt her failed relationship with davesprite) come to the surface - even though after the breakup she reassured john over and over again that it was fine, she wasnt mad at him, dont worry about it.

jane buries her own wants and needs because shes afraid of how it will change the world and relationships around her, jade buries her own negative feelings because shes afraid of what they say about herself.

and through act 7 and the credits, these character flaws go ENTIRELY unaddressed.

janes role in collide, the climax of homestuck, is the same as it ever was, the same as nannasprites always was - to play healer, support others, and sacrifice any chance for time in the limelight. jades role in collide is to (attempt to) peacefully resolve the conflict between jack and pm - always chipper, always positive, always selfless. the prospit girls arent allowed to be selfish and are reduced to passive, supporting characters even when the narrative beats us over the head to tell us thats what would be good for them.

you could argue that janes issues are resolved in the credits and post-canon. she owns her own business, shes somebody important, shes making a name for herself and doing exactly what she always wanted to do. great! i love that thats where her arc ended! but we didnt see any actual personal problem-solving to get to that point. all of janes issues get resolved off-screen.

jade doesnt even get the deus ex machina “oh shes fine now” resolution. in the post-retcon timeline, shes miserable because shes been alone for three years and her conversation with calliope left her with the impression that her fate is exactly what her life was like before sburb - to live on her own, alone and isolated. and just like before, shes ready to take it on the chin, as is her solemn duty. davepeta reassures her, hey, dont worry, theres a version of yourself that spent those three years among friends, you just havent found her yet. but… jade never finds her ultimate self. sure she lives with dave and karkat and terezi (or near them - someone pointed out to me theres a house next to dave and karkats with green awnings, so theyre likely neighbors, not housemates), and she seems to be pretty happy, but shes still playing the role of the self-sacrificing cheerleader. if davepeta died or remains stranded in the furthest ring, that leaves the prospit twins as the only single folks in their friend group, and john is dealing that with debilitating depression. it doesnt look good for jade! even if terezi eventually comes back with davepeta (and vriska) in tow, its not going to feel satisfying because jade didnt do any work towards that reunion herself! we dont see her developing any kind of outlet for her negative emotions! hell, she never REALLY gets to make amends with davesprite, does she, because the version of her that dated him is dead, and the one who gets to talk to davepeta is an entirely different jade!

both of the prospit twins get pretty unhappy endings. but homestuck KNOWS that johns is unhappy. homestuck wants you to know that john is depressed. throughout the credits jade is just… smiley and chipper and eager to help. shes back to assuming the same shallow, forced persona she had before the game. not only do her issues fail to resolve, she actually goes backwards. its fucked.


so a good while after rose and kanaya start dating on the meteor rose comes up with a plan to try and get kanaya to spend the night with her. she relays her plan to a very distracted and Definitely Not listening dave who at the end of it tells her how great it is.

Her elaborate plan immediately goes to shit since it relied on her asking kanaya to cuddle and kanaya Was Not Sure What That Meant thus leaving rose to  decide if kanaya was trying to pull something on her but she eventually explains, while trying to hide how embarrassed she is, thats its sort of like a hug but longer. kanaya agrees because Hugs Are Very Nice I Will Give It A Shot but she also asks where exactly this is going to happen because she cannot so a pile anywhere that you can lay rose,who doesnt want to make kanaya uncomfortable, grabs as many blankets and pillows as she can find to make a pile from them.

when kanaya puts her arms around rose and rose has another little gay breakdown because she Is Not Used to hugs and she’s afraid but after a few minutes of talking rose falls asleep in kanayas arms hoping she doesnt mind.

kanaya doesnt and she thinks rose is very cute when shes asleep.

BJoo Time~!

BJoo goes first for a couple of reasons. He sat directly with us from the beginning - Laira was actually sitting next to him for the entire start of the meal, until Hansol literally forced him to switch places. He spoke a lot of English - a LOT of English, which was a pleasant surprise. I know in live streams and stuff previously he’s asked fans to speak in Korean, but he’s been working really hard, and it’s showing. He joked around a bit and used an American accent a few times, and he spent most the meal wriggling around.

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the signs as I know them
  • Aries: there's this fiery aura that surrounds them. they're always so warm and exciting. they're a natural leader and they won't hesitate to call you out on your shit. they might be pretty hot-headed sometimes but they're usually so generous and encouraging.
  • Taurus: very, very hardworking but they enjoy their lazy days too. they always try to get the best out of every thing. Is very affectionate and adorable when it comes to love, usually kinda introverted but they don't mind being in the spotlight. Rarely changes their mind but sticks to it if they do.
  • Gemini: so, so damn funny. I love these guys because no matter what they're feeling, they'll always try to make you laugh. So clever and intelligent but can be pretty manipulative sometimes, even when they aren't even trying to be. They have this childish quality about them which makes them seem so young and curious. Are usually very talkative but expressing their emotions and feelings can be pretty hard for them.
  • Cancer: Experiencing their moods is like watching those really old movies that make you feel so nostalgic. It's very hard to get them out of their shell because deep inside that cool, hard exterior is fear. They're always so paranoid that everyone is against them so they protect themselves under that strong, protective shell of theirs. Very poetic minded and imaginative but they do use logic over intuition sometimes, depending on their moods.
  • Leo: Oh god, honestly, the most beautiful smile I've ever seen. So damn charming and hilarious. They can be so intimidating sometimes because they seem so cool, but you'd be surprised at how grounded they actually are. They absolutely love their hair and will complement you on yours too. Very honest and straightforward. I love how positive their vibes are.
  • Virgo: This is the sign I get along the best with, mostly because they're so careful, helpful and caring. They will always, and by always I mean ALWAYS put you first, no matter how shitty they feel themselves. It's very difficult for them to open up about their emotions and don't expect them to do that unless they trust you. They're always thinking and that's what makes them so prone to anxious and disturbing thoughts. They don't always show it but they're very sensitive deep down.
  • Libra: They're so damn friendly and will always try to include you in their group. They're so charming and incredible. They might seem emotionally cold sometimes but they know more than they reveal. They usually end up taking people's shit way too much, sometimes to the point where it's very unhealthy. So good at solving conflicts and they always strive for equality, no matter what.
  • Scorpio: I fall in love with them all over again just by the way they look at me with their magnetic, piercing eyes. They are so misunderstood because they don't show their true emotions. They either love you or hate you. They tend to hold grudges against people who have hurt them but if they forgive you, you're lucky because Scorpios never forgive and forget. Everything they feel is so intense and part of the reason why they hide beneath a poker face. Very obsessive and suspicious.
  • Sagittarius: They're honest as hell, sometimes to the point where it can come off as hurtful but they don't really mean it. Very independent, they won't put up with your shit and thats exactly what I love about them. Can be pretty blindly optimistic sometimes. They just want to have fun and want everyone else around them to have fun too. The most genuine smiles and hugs. Laughs at themselves.
  • Capricorn: Ambition really is the one word that describes them. I find them so fascinating because of their ability to never back down. They're so intimidating and it's pretty hard to try to talk to them, but they're really so warm and sweet. So damn self controlled, you can never guess how they really feel. Their opinions are usually pretty strong. I wish I could figure them out.
  • Aquarius: They tend to have a very easygoing and friendly attitude. I love the way they think so differently and never give a damn what people think of them. I love how they're always down to taking long midnight walks, star-gazing and discussing conspiracy theories. They're so quiet sometimes but when they do open up, you'd be surprised.
  • Pisces: They fascinate me with their imagination and intuition. The most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. They can get so caught up with their dreamland sometimes that they forget what's really happening. It's hard to get them out of that place. I love how genuine they are with their words and emotions. They have such caring personalities and I love the way they listen to my endless rants.

anonymous asked:

what warning signs were there with Nick? (I'm not trying to be like a smartass or anything I'm legitimately wondering because I only recently got into the McElroy stuff so I only knew him through griffin, and I haven't seen nearly enough of him to make any judgements) if you don't want to answer that's fine too I was just curious

no you’re good little Anon!! im talking about how he was so overly open about sex and what turned him on, and basically only talking about women like they’re all hentai girls for him to jack it to. like openly speaking about being horny and jacking it and posting big titty anime girls in the same spaces where he Does His Professional Job, bringing up his horniness in completely unwarranted situations while speaking to others, but still trying to seem soft and ironic and non-threatening is exactly what has happened with loads of men on here who were caught soliciting nudes from teenagers or just harassing or abusing people in general.

he wrapped it under 5 layers of irony, just like how the other men did, so i totally understand how ppl didnt see it. men like him know very well how to hide what they’re really like and stay well-liked and respected. but when people did raise concerns with how he acted, including the actual women who he harassed, it was compleeeetely mocked, even by progressive people on here. like even that fucking Krystal from starfox shitshow, when people were using it as an excuse to vent about how creepy he was, people on here suddenly turned back into Ye Olde Gamergate days and just acting as though it was THE most stupid thing in the world and that the women were stupid harpies making a fuss over nothing. ill never understand people feeling the need to defend a guy who brings his sex life (or lack thereof) onto the same Twitter account where he does his job and interacts with kids.

basically anon, with men like robinson, brand horniness tends to be a huge red flag. so many men on here who were so openly horny under the guise of irony turned out to be unironic predators, and i feel its very very important that we keep that in mind so this doesn’t happen to any more women


This man left me with a really confusing impression, because I tend to dig deep into character (both real people I met and unreal character) so I was always feel there’s something off about him. After watching Secret Ending I came to the conclusion that this man is not a simple giver like most people in fandom think, if you’re looking for someone to blame then there he is. Hell, I even think he’s the mastermind that pushs everything to this point (oh hate me I love it)

V is the incredibly selfish man, because he wants to keep Rika to himself and everything that related to her in anyway. In Yoosung route, he told Jumin he did not want to be treated because he wanted to keep the wound to remember her, I dont get why people think its his devotion for love. What’s so noble about it? What’s so mighty about it? He just want to keep her to himself, thats why he’s so obsessed with keeping the wound. 

To RFA I know he told people that he just want to left people with good memory about Rika. I was questioning his motivation for this, because RFA own Rika greatly for what she did, they treasured her! If they know she was that sick, they would try everything to save her with every resource they have. Besides, is that how you remember a person? I think everyone has their bad sides that others just cant stand, but through thick and thin we stick together because we love each other. And that’s how you remember someone, both their perfection and imperfection. That’s the very beauty of human. V just do not trust RFA, or to be more precise, he want to own Rika completely by knowing that he’s the only one that truly KNEW her. 

To Saeran and Seven, perhaps you can say it was Rika that seperated them. Let dig deep. Why do they seperate these two, they must have known how the twins are important to each other. Ok hacker thing, but Saeran was just as smart, why dont they invite Saeran too? The choice to leave was made by Seven, but I think the pushing was from V and Rika side by making an invitation. They can just let Seven say goodbye to Saeran to guarantee that he will always support his brother (through many money channel because he’s a genius in hacking) and Saeran can be left in a orphanage or government institution where Seven knew about. Why dont they arrange it that way? I dont know who initiated the idea that Seven should left without saying he’s still there for Saeran, just a note is fine, but dont you question that? I cant say exactly who play the bad guy in here, but I know V was approached Seven to present a job. 

To MC, he knew he put an innocent life in danger but he’s still doing it anyway. He said that, he said he wanted to be with Rika again, and thats the reason why he choose to let it be. He fooled everyone, because everyone trusted him. This man is really something about manipulation.

To Rika, he said he loved her. So if she wanted to hurt herself she should hurt him. FUCKING BULLSHIT. My father was in depression for a long time and he wanted to hurt himself, but my mom never allowed it nor allowed him to hurt her. It just wrong, because by doing so he convinced her that she can inflict pain to others. If your loved one was in such phase, you should try to be patient, take them to therapy, and stay by their side no matter what but you never encourge them to HURT you. V give Rika this idea that she can be saved by inflicting pain to others, and he encouraged her to be that way. Remember, Rika always yearning for accepting from others and a place in this world, V did not give her that but lead her to wrong path. Sure, she can act but act always need certain kind of support to be implement. V did. By agreeing with everything she did, told her that it is ok to hurt him, he led Rika to doom. You might not think it, but the outsider actually can be an evil hand when it comes to people with pschological problem. 

The sun? The sun look so nice and warm but it is so fucking FAR! So far that human used to worship it like a mighty god, but its actually just a planet. JUST A PLANET, and that’s it. The relationship was so vague and selfish as a whole, and hell, I dont even know if there’s love from V side. Is that love or its just a form of something that looks like love?

If I draw V now, I think he would be really sick. But his sickness is different than Rika, its really close to the pride that he held. Under all the so seem good deeds and devotion, he was so manipulating and devil. Did he recognize it? Did he not?

All I know is that Yoosung was not wrong to hate him.

  • Alaric: Look, in my experience, the best thing to do in these types of situations is to just talk about it.
  • Damon: That is not the relationship my brother and I have. We're not "open" like that.
  • Alaric: Really? Because you're open with me.
  • Damon: Only because you ask me annoying, intrusive, personal questions all the time!
  • Alaric: Exactly! You need to do that, be the Ric in the conversation.
  • Damon: You want me to just say "Cowabunga, bro!"?
  • Alaric: Oooh, yes, that'd be awesome.
  • Damon: Well, it's not going to happen. Alas, we are not "cowabunga" people.
  • *later*
  • Stefan: Where's Damon?
  • Alaric: Oh, um, he couldn't make it. He's attending to some urgent business.
  • Damon: That's a stone-cold lie!
  • Stefan: Damon?
  • Damon: Cowabunga, brother!
  • Stefan: What?
  • Alaric: Yeeeeesssss.

anonymous asked:

19 solangelo? Where it's Will that's sick? Please

19. While someone’s sick

“I’m not going to cuddle you while you’re sick, Will”, Nico states, internally torn when he sees Will look so pitiful under the many blankets and duvets, nose running and eyes teary with misery. “That’s like, the one thing I know not to do when someone’s sick. I don’t want to be bedridden for a week just because you were stupid enough to go out in the snow in shorts.”

Sure, it had been a bet, and truthfully Nico would probably have done the exactly same thing had he been in Will’s position. But there’s no way he’s telling Will that now, with the other lying in bed with high fever and raspy voice and constant chills.

“Please?” And Will’s voice is so tiny and sad and his pale face is hidden between fluffy pillows and Nico just can’t - “I’ll kiss you better if you get sick.”

What is he supposed to do? Deny his sick boyfriend what could very well be his dying wish with how miserable he sounds? Not likely.

With a sigh, Nico lets his shoulder sag as he climbs on the bed. “Fine. But I’m staying on top of the covers. And no kissing before the fever has been gone for twenty-four hours, got it?””

And Will looks all too happy about the deal, worming his way to get as close to Nico as he possibly can with all the layers between them, tucking his head under Nico’s chin and only then letting out a very content hum. It’s so cute Nico’s heart might burst. He rests one hand somewhere that night be the small of Will’s back under the blankets and uses the other one to rake through Will’s hair.

It doesn’t take long for Will’s noisy breathing to slow and even out as sleep takes over. Nico feels too hot with a burning body and a dozen layers of bedding attached to his side, but he’s not going to let go of Will; not when he’s this sick, and not ever. He places a whisper of a kiss to the crown of Will’s head.

“I thought you said no kisses before the fever’s down.”

Nico smirks at the stuffy voice. Will must be barely even awake anymore. “Just go to sleep, love.”

In the end, they both do.

(thanks for the prompts, guys! i have my inbox full of them.)