this edit is awful my apologies

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oh yea i went to the jojo festival in sendai in august feat. @trashcanchockie who did a MAAAd daiya cosplay bless her

Cryptozoology / Hey There Mothman
Your Local Gay Cryptid
Cryptozoology / Hey There Mothman

Cas: There should be cryptid parodies of songs like Hey There Delilah

Me, someone with no singing, editing, or songwriting ability whatsoever: that sounds like a great idea! 

I made this for my wonderful gay cryptid @cryptozoooologist. I apologize in advance for how awful it is, but I hope someone finds it entertaining nonetheless~

Background music is from here 

Lyrics by me:

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you: we haven’t even met dammek yet!! give him a chance :(

me, an intellectual: although hiveswap has alluded to some non-shitty qualities he might have, dammek has, so far, been shown to be disproportionately Awful. we may very well gain a better understanding of him and his actions in later games that could change the current perception of him, either through backstory or character development. and when that time comes, i am more than willing (excited, even!) to edit my opinion of him to something more accurate to who he is as a person. however, until then, if i have to hear xefros apologize to me One More Time, i will personally track tetrarch dammek down and shove a flashlight through his face, killing him instantly

@awed-frog said:
…doesn’t Dean close his eyes to calm himself down? When he doesn’t get what he wants and stuff? Or am I totally on the wrong track? Can you maybe check your DW gif folder?

My gif folder and I have come to the conclusion that the eye closing generally indicates Dean is experiencing high emotions that may not be welcomed by his family. It also happens during times when high emotions will interfere with things that need doing. It seems to be a thing he does when he’s trying to get his shit together because now is not the time for whatever reason.

Dean going along with Sam’s BMOL plan, when he doesn’t want to (12.15):

Dean being pissed that soulless Sam was having sex instead of finding him after being taken by ‘aliens’: (6.07)

Dean being upset/hurt and ignoring his own feelings and instead letting Sam make ultimatums (8.06):

Dean trying to chill himself down while losing it when he’s out of his mind with worry for Cas:

Dean trying to calm himself down when Jo is dying and he can’t stop it (5.10):

Dean being upset about Mary, and Sam’s missing just saying’ (12.02):

Dean feeling guilty/low with the MoC (10.18)

Sam bringing up leaving him in purgatory and finally apologizing and saying he never forgave himself (11.11):

Needs to go hunt because it’s the only normal he knows soon after not being a demon anymore (10.05):

Sam’s about to die for the greater good in 8.23:

anonymous asked:

"Call me now, it's urgent." And "Actually... I just miss you." With Midoriya pretty please with ice cream on top?

Thank you for requesting, lovely anon! I’m sorry it took so long, and I would also like to apologize for what you guys are about to read (whoops small tangent about to occur) I am posting this before proof reading and editing it (so it’s basically my rough draft) because I just felt so awful for not posting anything at all yesterday, and felt like I needed to put something out for you guys. Things have just been an absolute mess and I have just been devastated. Remember that all nighter I pulled to write up requests (All the matchups and five word prompts)? All of them got deleted. Every. Single. One. So I have to redo all those, and just ughh. I know it’s a really shitty excuse, but it just made me feel so awful- and just ugh. I honestly can’t explain what I was feeling, but it was something along the lines of frustration with myself for not having backups of my work. Anywho, I hope you guys can enjoy this hastily put together junk. It’s late, so hopefully I can correct stuff tomorrow morning when I have more of a level head.

A soft, unwarranted sigh escaped your slightly parted lips as you exited the bus that had stopped a block away from your house, the grip on your black duffle bag became tighter as you began to walk along the pavement . You were glad to be back, of course. After spending three weeks in America and sticking to a strict training regimen provided by an oh-so merciful aunt, any one would be tired. However, you couldn’t complain too much, seeing as the training was originally supposed to be a month long. Of course you were happy to be back, seeing as you hadn’t really had the chance to talk to any of your friends. You felt kind of bad for not replying to anyones’ texts or calls, but it couldn’t be helped. After all, becoming the top hero was your dream, so you absolutely refused to even spare a moment to glance at your phone, since it would take time away from either training, eating, or sleeping. Not that you got much of the last two anyways.

Having been lost in your thoughts for such a long time, you almost walked right past your house. In fact, you would have had it not been for your mother her happily shouted your name as you came into view.

“Oh, (y/n)! I’ve missed you so much! Did you tell your aunt I said hello? More importantly, why didn’t you answer any of my calls! I was worried sick young lady!” Your mother tsk’d, but couldn’t be too mad. She knew you would be busy, and she knew just how strict her sister could be.

“Yeah, I know mom. I’m sorry. I was busy the whole time! Thankfully, she said I had improved enough to be sent home early. Though, she does want me to return every few months…” Another sigh escaped your lips as your thoughts wondered to your very intense aunt, and how much more brutal would be once you came to visit her again.

Your mom began to walk inside the house, motioning for you to follow behind her. As the two pairs of feet padded in to the small, but comfortable house you couldn’t help the wave of happiness that overcame you due to the familiarity and comfort of being back in your own house.

“Hey, mom,” you began, as you toed off your shoes and neatly placed them on the mat by the door, “I’m just going to drop my stuff off in my room then take a short walk, if that’s okay? I kinda just want to revisit everything before I call it a night. I’ve missed this place.” You glanced up at your mother, who had a thoughtful look spread across her features.

“Yea, dear, that’s fine! Just make sure you’re home before sun down,” she stated as she swiftly turned around and walked into the kitchen, more than likely to clean up after dinner.

You nodded your head before making your way upstairs, passing both your parents’ and sibling’s room before reaching your own. You lazily tossed your bag onto the bed. Walking over to the abandoned bag, you quickly unzipped it and brought out your phone which had gone unused for such a long time. You quickly stuffed it into your pocket before dashing back down the stairs and out the door, shutting it loudly as your exited your house.

Your feet padded along the warm pavement, a small ‘thud’ following after each calculated step. (s/c) fingers fiddling with the phone in your pocket before finally fishing it out. You stopped walking for a moment as you thought about what to do. No one knew of your early return, except for your family of course. You could send a mass text to inform your friends and boyfriend, but you’d much rather surprise them by being in class the next day. However, since you were feeling a bit on the playful side, you decided to toy with your green haired angel. As you pressed his contact, you were weighed down by a bit of guilt. Seeing all the missed calls and messages you received from him was a bit heart wrenching, but you still decided to go along with your plan. You could only hope the poor boy wouldn’t have a heart attack when he read the first message he has gotten from you in weeks.


To: Izucute

‘Call me now, it’s urgent!’


Your tongue poked out between your lips as you typed that simple, yet alarming sentence out on the keyboard before sending it. After doing so you began to walk yet again, though not even a minute later was your phone buzzing with life.

Your (e/c) eyes shifted to the phone in your hand. The image displayed was one of a smiling Deku, which you had taken right before the both of you started dating. A faint smile tugged at your lips as you pressed the green button, bringing the phone up to your ear.

“(y/n)?! Hello?? Is everything alright? Are you okay?” Izuku began to shoot off one question after the other in his state of panic. He probably would have continued if you hadn’t cut him off.

“Izuku,” you began, an airy laugh fell from your lips, “I’m fine I’m fine. I just got some time off of training, and I wanted to call you! I felt kind of bad since I never got to respond to any of your calls or texts…” The sad tone your voice took on near the end of your sentence was more obvious then you had thought, and Izuku was immediately able to pick up on it.

“Oh! Don’t worry about it (y/n)! I understand how busy you must have been, especially considering how badly you want to be a pro hero.” It hadn’t been that long since you’ve heard Izuku’ voice, but it still sounded so different to you. Deeper, but not by much.

“Anyways! How have you been Izuku? Have I missed much?” You began to pick up your pace, hoping to get to your destination and back before it got dark. You breathing began to get shallow as your speed walk shifted into a jog, and then a run. You were careful not to drop your phone though, which was still pressed to your ear.


“(y/n)? You sound winded? Are you training again? You can hang up now, you know. I wont mind. I’m just glad you were able to call me at all,” Izuku murmured, a bit disheartened that he couldn’t talk with you longer.

“Ah? Okay, but before I hang up I do have something to confess,” your pace slowed back down to a walk as you approached the front porch of a small, quaint house which you had come to know so well. “I kind lied as to why I called you. I actually just missed you.” You brought your balled up fist to knock on the door, waiting for someone to answer, a soon enough a short, chubby green haired lady did.

“Hello, Mrs. Midoriya! Is Izuku home?” You placed your hand over your phones mic, and kept your voice in a whisper-like tone.

seeming to catch on, Inko nodded her head and pointed up. She mouthed ‘his room’ and offered a small smile and she ushered you inside the house and up the stairs.

“(y/n), that’s sweet and all, but I don’t want to distract you from your training! I’d feel so guilty if your aunt reprimanded you for being on your phone while working…” Izuku sighed, his words becoming solemn, realizing this conversation would come to a quick end.

“Yeah, you’re right Izuku…I just felt bad for not being an active part of your life for such a long time…but I promise to make it up to you soon enough.” With that being said you quickly hung up your phone and shoved it into your pocket. You made your way across the top floor to Izuku’s room. A small, smile found it way on your face as you placed your ear next to the green haired boy’s room. After not hearing much, you pulled away and knocked on the door.

“Come in, mom!” he called out.

With a small chuckle you opened up the door and walked up to his desk. His back was turned to you as he diligently worked on some school work.

“I never pegged you as the type to have a mommy kink,” You murmured, wrapping your arms around his shoulders.

“Eh??! (y/n)? I thought you were still training in America!” Izuku whipped his head to the side, straining his neck to see you.

“Well, I got let off early. I missed you a lot…and felt guilty for not talking to you for so long, so I decided to come over. Should I not have?” You murmured as you pressed a kiss to his cheek.

“No…it’s fine. I’m happy you came to see me. I’ve been missing you a lot as well,” he murmured, turning around so he could embrace you fully.

anonymous asked:

Anything featuring a darker/kickass Caroline and an in awe Klaus. I need to cleanse my brain of mommy Caroline

Edit: JFC, I don’t know that the hell happened here. Stupid posting from my phone and eating text. Apologies for those who say the original two sentences and the wonky lack of paragraphs!

This didn’t go as dark as I’d hoped, but I hope you like it anyway, anon!


“Well now, aren’t you a surprise?”

Caroline looked up at the amused, British drawl. The fall sunshine was still warm, and she was taking advantage of her Fall Break to do some SAT studying. The warm afternoon was utterly still, and so she’d spread her study material along her back porch. She tensed as she took in Klaus, bare toes pressing against her calves.

She hadn’t seen him in person, but she little doubt of who he was. Elena had described him to her while sobbing after they’d found her alive, and Stefan had offered the occasional clipped detail. Blue eyes, pretty dimples, angelic curls bright in the sunshine, and lips that promised sin. But no one had told her he was handsome, and his looks hit her low in her belly.

He smiled, as if he knew it.

“Why?”

An arched brow, hands slipping into the pockets of his dark jeans as he moved up the steps of her pour her to lean against a beam. “Why?”

Mouth dry, but unwilling to cower, she twisted her pen and met his gaze. “What could possibly be surprising about me?”

A hint of teeth as he studied her. “I hear you killed Damon.”

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anonymous asked:

Can I get one with Miles where the two are sorta like enemies that eventually fall for each other? I just really like Romeo and Juliet type troupes (except in this case, Romeo and Juliet hate each other)

Word Count: 1,054

You slammed the door to your office, muttering awful things about Miles. You turned around and froze while a nervous looking Cole sat there and gave you a wave.

You relaxed and gave a quick apology, “Sorry. You know how he just seems to get under my skin. Apparently, my scripts after a fourth edit are still not good enough. I keep begging Joe that the second he has room to let me write for RVB.”

“Are you talking about this script?” Cole asked as you moved to your chair. You had almost forgotten you had asked him to look over it.

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I miss it sometimes,
but then I remember,
you're not the same
and neither am I.
swgraphicchallenge
gallifreyimpalas vs sammyche
prompt: gold
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Marcus Kane in every episode | 1x05 Twilight’s Last Gleaming 

“One decision does not define a man. Jake Griffin is gone. You’re here. Our survival depends on having a leader who can inspire people to self-sacrifice. You’re that man. Not me.”

Cool - Barry Allen Imagine

Rating: G

Warning: Some cute little confession and meddling from a lot of people

Summary: Requested by Anon. The entire gang spent the entire day at STAR Labs researching and mostly talking about some interesting things.

Word Count: 1244


“So, what I’m hearing is that no one can tell me who the Arrow is?”

Caitlin and Cisco shook their heads. 

You groaned. “Dr. Wells?”

“Yes, (Y/n)?”

“Arrow? Who is he?”

“Well, that is an interesting question that I cannot answer. If I have enough time, I may be able to have all the computers research everything on the Arrow as well everyone i suspect to be him. But, alas, I do not have the time.”

You dashed to the main computer.

Cisco stumbled as he tried to catch you. Caitlin was able to block your path before you got to it. “(Y/n),” she warned.

You whined, “Come on! I’ve known you guys for years. Being absent that one week doesn’t mean I don’t get to know what happened!”

Something whooshed throughout the room. Barry Allen plopped himself on one of the chairs. “Sorry, I’m late. I had to get something.”

“Barry, who’s the Arrow?” you asked.

He shrugged. However, he scratched the back of his neck and stuttered, two signs that he was nervous. “I-I don’t know.”

You sighed and smiled slightly. “Please, Bar,” you pleaded, putting on your best innocent look. 

Barry flushed bright red. “(Y/n), you know I’m not allowed to tell you.”

You groaned.

“I did get you something, though.” Barry pulled out your favorite movie.

You gasped. “Barry!” You grabbed it and held it to your chest. “You did not have to!”

He shrugged and grinned. “You know, well, um, saw it and thought of you.”

You beamed. “Thank you!” You kissed him on the cheek and proceeded to jump up and down with excitement. 

The redness from Barry’s cheeks spread to his ears and forehead. 

Caitlin nudged Cisco. The two scientists giggled. 

Barry narrowed his eyes at them, attempting to look menacing. However, it was very difficult when his entire face was red. 

You gleefully placed the new DVD in your purse. As your back was turned, Caitlin and Cisco got Barry on his feet and kept on encouraging him to go up to you. Barry was protesting, of course. Then, he was pushed by Cisco towards you. Before Barry could turn around, he was pushed again, this time by Dr. Wells and his powerful wheelchair. 

By the time you turned around, Barry’s chest was touching yours and his face was inches away. Barry cleared his throat, averting his gaze and stepping away from you. “Sorry,” he mumbled. 

You took a moment to compose yourself before laughing and waving it off. “It’s ok, Barry!”

“Hey, guys!”

“Iris!” you greeted. You hugged her as a greeting. You embraced her boyfriend, Eddie, and her father, Joe, as well

The young reporter smiled. “So, what’s been happening?”

Cisco couldn’t help himself. “Our little Barry bought (Y/n) a gift.”

“Well, uh…” Barry drawled, looking away, as you eagerly nodded. “Barry got me my favorite movie! Blu-ray, too.”

Joe and Iris hummed, as Eddie just smiled and eyed Barry. 

Barry peered up a little and laughed awkwardly.

Joe chuckled. “Well, that was very sweet of you, Barry. There wasn’t anything else?”

“Else?” the superhero pondered.

You tilted your head in confusion. 

Iris saw where her father was heading with this. “Yeah, Barry, anything else to give, maybe even say?” She raised her brows at him.

Barry stuttered many incomprehensible things, his cheeks sporting a light pink color. You were so confused by his weird behavior. “Barry, did you forget something?”

“No!” he exclaimed. “I mean, um, no. I’m ok. Yeah, I’m fine.” He cleared his throat. “And you?”

You giggled. “Perfect.”

The entire rest of the day went on as usual. The eight of you spent the day researching a little, talking a lot. 

Then, a certain topic came up. “Ok, so Caitlin has a husband, I am engaged to Eddie, Barry dated Linda, and Cisco-”

“I got a pic of me and the Canary!”

“Yeah, Cisco did that, so (Y/n), what about you?”

“What about me?”

Iris laughed. “Love life, (Y/n)? Anything interesting? Dates? Boyfriends? Crushes?” Iris eyed Barry, who just turned red at the comment.

You blushed. “Well, I don’t know.”

“Now, you have to tell!” Cisco yelled, laughing.

Caitlin smiled gently, placing a hand on your shoulder. “It’s ok. We promise, nothing leaves this room.”

You glanced at your crush and sighed. “Well, there is one guy.”

“Really?”Joe asked.

Everyone stared at the police chief. 

“What? I can be involved in this, too.”

You smiled. “Don’t you guys worry about it. He probably doesn’t like me anyway.”

Barry exhaled shakily. He then flashed a smile. “Sorry, guys. I gotta get some fresh air.” The Flash rushed out of the room and out of your sight. 

Worried, you followed him. Even though no one saw what path he took, you knew Barry Allen, and Barry Allen always went up to the roof to think. Like expected, you found him there. You bit your lip and spoke. “Hey, Bar.”

He turned around and smiled. “Hey.” Barry faced the city and sighed. 

You joined him, standing next to him. “Beautiful, huh?”

He chuckled. “I’ve seen better.”

You laughed. 

The two of you enjoyed the few minutes of silence. Barry and you did know each other for a few years, so it was natural that the two of you were practically best friends. That is why you never got your hopes up when he got you something. You thought he saw you as just a friend. That’s why you never thought different when he blushed. You always thought it was just Barry being Barry.

Barry stared at you. Why were you so worried about some guy liking you? Who wouldn’t like you? Barry opened his mouth, then closed it. Finally, he told you, “You know, you shouldn’t be worried about this guy.”

“Why?”

“Because it would be his loss if he didn’t like you back.” 

You bit your lip. “What if the guy was you?”

Barry’s eyes widened. “What?”

You stared at the floor. You shrugged. “Sorry.” You shook your head. “I should go.” You whipped around, heading for the door.

“Wait.” Barry grasped your wrist. 

The momentum you had caused you to fly into his arms, your chests touching. Barry beamed. You looked beautiful, even when you’re embarrassed. You actually did not see his reaction, thinking that you ending up in his arms was a mistake. you pushed yourself away from him. 

However, Barry just pulled you closer and lifted your chin up. “Hey, (Y/n), I like you, too.”

You gazed at him and smiled. “Cool,” was the only word you managed to get out.

Barry Allen just smiled even wider, his eyes crinkling and his cheeks lifting. He leaned in closer. You gasped and leaned in, too.

Suddenly, the door to the roof opened, and five people fell onto the floor. Dr. Wells reprimanded them, “I told you we should’ve just used the security cameras.”

“This is way more fun!” Iris exclaimed. The young woman got up and beamed. “Finally, we’ve been trying to get you two together for months.” She squealed and hugged the two of you. 

You narrowed your eyes at Caitlin and Cisco “Guys,” you drawled. 

Cisco shrugged. “It was inevitable.” Caitlin just smiled. “We have literally been pushing the two of you together. We can’t believe you never noticed, (Y/n).”

Barry scratched the back of his neck. You smiled at him and kissed his cheek.

The entire crowd went “Aw!”


Hey, guys! So, I did this really late, so I apologize if it doesn’t really flow as well as my previous ones. I will probably edit it tomorrow when i look at it again, hopefully. 

Anyway, I hope you guys like it, love it, not hate it! See you, and love you all!