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The Witch and the Demon

*slips another au over the counter*

 An AU where teru and mob are partners and novices of an organization that deals with supernatural beings that have gone out of control. but a witch and a demon?? what a peculiar pair. 

anonymous asked:

Hi! Lovely blog you have here! I have found so many fics I didn't know existed, so I thank you! Was wondering if you know of any fics where Stiles is just done, he just can't take anymore. So he decides to leave and maybe the pack or Derek beg him to stay but he just can't. Eventually he comes back and Sterek gets there happy ever after??? I've read like 2 but I am not sure of tags for this. Any help will be amazing, thank you!

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Anonymous said: Do you have any fic where Derek and/or the pack hurt Stiles to push him away of them and keep him safe but with him not comming back to them after finding their real reasons? I’m really tired of those and I’d really like to see Stiles being really mad and hurt about them not letting him make his own decisions (Bonus: Steter, but not necessarily, like any fic with said prompt would be great)

I combined these two and updated the Stiles Kicked Out of the Pack Tag. In some he comes back and some he doesn’t. And since it’s an update it’s various pairings. - Anastasia

Originally posted by fyspringfield

Never broken just bent by Deathgirl777

(1/? I 293 I Not Rated I Sciles)

Stiles got kick/or push out of the pack. But save the whole pack three months from a monster (Greek) and he’s past come and bites him in the ass hard 

Plot Twist: Jackson and Isaac Choose Stiles by Sempiternal

(1/1 I 585 I Not Rated I No Pairing)

Just a little a one shot. Scott kicks Stiles out of the pack, and surprisingly, Jackson and Isaac have something to say about it.

Pressure by JustATaste

(2/? I 1,053 I Not Rated I Sterek)

Stiles has to get away from the pressure.

So he leaves Beacon Hills.

All Across the Tightrope by CurlyLahey (orphan_account)

(1/? I 1,404 I Explicit I Stiles/Barry Allen)

Stiles Stilinski felt as if he lost it all the day Garrett bit him, he was his Beta now. Garrett had murdered his dad, Scott and the pack shunned him and Derek left him for Braeden. The only friends he had were Isaac, Theo and Brett; the only ones who were willing to stick by him.

In a fit of rage, Stiles kills Garrett and becomes an Alpha; to top it all off, a vampire breaks into his house and just in time for the last semester of senior year too.

Stiles and his pack of Betas leave Beacon Hills to attend college and as they expand the pack along the way, they also gain some extraordinary allies in the process and it’s then this pack of misfits realize you can find a home in the most unlikliest of people and places.

Oh and they kick some serious ass too.

you’ll be sorry in the morning by Cantabo

(1/1 I 1,706 I Teen I Sterek)

“Hey, where the hell is Stilinski?”

No one called, until someone did. by queen_of_OTPs

(1/1 I 4,419 I Mature I Sterek)

Stiles found that he hadn’t spoken more than necessary since August. Gone were the rambling rants, extravagant gestures, and range of vocal tones. Monotone sentences that were cut with sharp edges, words like knives and tone like venom.

No one had called.

True Spark Stiles by Kosu

(2/? I 5,724 I Teen I Sterek)

Everything has happened exactly like in Teen Wolf until Season 5. Except everyone is captured and dies tragically confronting the Dread Doctors and the only survivor is Stiles, who has undergone through many experiments. It unlocks his unlimited hidden Spark. It is a leftover from the Nogitsune and including the loss of the Pack it brings upon his madness. No matter what. Stiles is gonna fix everything.

It is only after years, that he has finally gathered everything for the Pack’s resurrection. However, something goes amiss and it sends him to the past instead, where he haunts his seven year old self. Everything will soon unfold. The Hale fire.

Stiles has a plan and decides not to involve his Pack. It’s to keep them safe. However, nothing goes according to the plan. Not with the Pack…

Deception by cecld

(9/? I 6,762 I Not Rated I No Pairing)

They left me here…

In this supernatural realm. The sorcerous’s domain. I’m his slave, he trapped me here…

I was surprised and hurt how easily it was for my pack to let me go.

So really…

They shouldn’t have been so surprised and hurt at how easy it was for me to let them go.

Why should I even go outside of this realm?

I’m home.

Fine Again by SilasSolarius

(4/? I 10,308 I Mature I Stiles/OMC)

Stiles has been hiding a few very important secrets from everyone around him. When tragedy strikes him under their noses, they start to discover just how much they don’t know.

The Promised Land by StaciNadia

(1/1 I 10,952 I General I Sterek)

Pushed away from the pack, Stiles has had enough of Beacon Hills.

Molotov Cocktail by CurlyLahey

(6/? I 10,957 I Explicit I Stiles/Everyone)

Stiles had never been sure where his place in the pack was but one day, Derek had no problem reminding him that he didn’t have one in the first place.

A dejected and distraught Stiles mostly spends his time with Danny. Skyping Isaac and Jackson is a necessity and the three are inseparable; well as inseparable as one can be from an ocean apart.

Then he and Danny meets Aria, a Fairy with sarcasm oozing out of her very pores. The three form an unlikely (not really) bond during the last few months of school that lead into summer and when Isaac and Jackson come back for junior year, it’s a hell of a ride.

The five begin to venture into uncharted waters in the form of feelings for each other. It’s a fire, a hungry and raging fire they’re all too willing to feed.

Who would have guessed; the Werewolf, the Fairy, the Kanima/Werewolf Hybrid, its Master/Witch and the Elemental (Yes, Danny can control the elements). One thing you can count on is the Hale-McCall Pack suffering and definitely missing out.

Limits by HeadmasterFelix

(4/? I 13,131 I Explicit I Steter)

Stiles has fallen from the man he used to be, pushed to the edge by the monstrous nature of Beacon Hills as well as a strained relationship with Scott and his pack. When he hits his limit, he takes his future into his own hands, and Peter finally gets what he’s been after for so long.

Love will win in the end by evilcupcake

(11/? I 18,660 I Mature I Steter I Rape)

The last thing she remembers is scoring the winning goal and then Jackson dying. The lights had gone out and someone had shoved a sweet-smelling cloth over her nose and mouth. She remembers struggling and then the world got dark. She didn’t get a look at who attacked her but she did feel that the person had major muscles and that they were taller. She could feel their breath on the back of her neck and it made the hairs stand up.

With You, I Belong by brandileeder

(12/? I 24,396 I Mature I Deucalion/Stiles I Rape)

Despite Stiles doing all he can to help ‘his’ pack, the continue to toss him to the side. The undervalue and under appreicate him, and honestly, Stiles repects himself too much.
So he leaves.
But then the Alpha Pack is there, and Deucalion is there, and maybe, just maybe they aren’t all that evil after all.

or the bad friend scott and bad alpha derek and stiles leaves the pack fic that I really, really wanted man

We’ll be Better Around the Second Time by Cantabo

(12/12 I 26,589 I Mature I Sterek)

It’s been months. Months of fading contact with the pack. Months of the silent treatment from his father. Months of nothing but himself and the occasional lesson with Deaton to entertain him.

It’s too much, and eventually, Stiles leaves.

For years, everything goes great, until of course his dad gets injured, and he is suddenly forced to deal with people he thought he left behind in his past for good.

OR: Stiles gets pushed out of the pack, hits the road, makes new friends, learns how to grow up, and falls in love.

Well shit, Sourwolf by ColdHeartedBitch

(39/? I 29,809 I Not Rated I Sterek I Girl!Stiles)

Derek left Beacon Hills. Stiles is 17 and pregnant. Her father kicked her out, the Pack don’t give a shit about her since her baby is Derek’s. Somehow, she manages to find new family and home. Derek finds her and tries to win her forgiveness.

anonymous asked:

What other fics are your faves/masterpieces?

Oooh grayface! You ask the hard questions.

I struggled with answering this over the last couple days for a couple reasons.
FIRSTLY - as I tried to compile the list, I got caught up rereading a bunch. I’ve spent the better part of three days either refreshing my Instagram to flail over lilicole at Coachella, or rereading old favourite fanfics. Total time!suck. lol.

Also, like I’ve said in the past, I read A LOT of fic. Like, I think I was several thousand fics last year (Completed and WIPS) on top of the 53 original novels I read for my goodreads challenge in 2016). I read a lot of fic and honestly, I *like* most of the fics I finish because if I hate something or it doesn’t give me joy, I’m not going to continue reading it. (As an example, just recently, I stopped reading a fic by a friend of mine - not because it’s terrible writing (because it wasn’t) or because I don’t love my friend (cuz I do - she’s talented and wonderful and kind and every good thing) - but because every update of the story was giving me anxiety and literal rage at the characters to the point where I was unproductive in real life because I was so mad. Fic is supposed to be fun - even angsty and emotional fic - so I literally had to unsubscribe and take a step back a bit. I still love her, and will read other stories by her - just not that one anymore. It’s a complex thing. So, there’s that.

And then there is the fact that I like a lot of fics that I wouldn’t call MASTERPIECES but… I *liked* them. It’s hard to know what crosses that line into epic awesomeness. I generally bookmark my particular favourites but again - does that mean I think they’re all MASTERPIECES? What does being a MASTERPIECE entail? And maybe there is fic that I absolutely am over the moon about - that other people wonder “What’s the big deal?” There are several favourites of mine that could be like that.

And what if a fic is short? Most Masterpieces are usually Tolstoy length, aren’t they? Sometimes. But sometimes they’re short and perfect and speak to me RIGHT NOW (before more canon makes them suddenly AU) but reading them after isn’t as gut punchy. And sometimes they start as AU and yet they’re still freaking spectacular.

And I hate to throw even one more wrench into the problem - but here’s another: I’ve been around fandom in general for a LONG time. Like 12 years. 12 years where I was really active in fic writing/reading/reviewing/betaing/reccing etc. That makes for a LOT of different specific fandoms. Are you interested in the fics I fell in love with 10 years ago when all I read was Draco/Ginny? Or what about my Sherlolly love? Or Hiccastrid? Or Gendarya? Or Violate? Or Shenny? Or Reylo? Or most recently Bughead? Like - I have a lot of favourites that I read and reread over and over again in all of those fandoms.

And what if a MASTERPIECE is a fan favourite? Does it HAVE to be a fan favourite? Maybe it was written by a BNF and maybe it wasn’t. I was accused of BEING a BNF once (which is laughable - as I’ve mentioned in posts before, I’m a collector of BNF friends - I don’t claim to be one myself) - but does that colour whether I think something is a MASTERPIECE or not?

Does my opinion even matter for that matter?

One last thing before I actually give you a mini list of just a FEW of my favourite “Masterpiece” fics. As I’ve said, I like to collect writers. It’s kinda selfish of me - but I like to surround myself with fandom friends who have so much talent that the metaphorical room is thick with it. Probably because I’m only a mediocre writer myself - but I sure do know how to fangirl people who deserve praise. So, sometimes I love an author so much that every thing they write is a Mastepiece to me. How can I choose when everything they write is so perfect?

You see why this is a SUPER tough question?

ANYWAY - if you got through that, you deserve some links. Remember, some of these will be in fandoms that you aren’t into, greyface. But I hope one or two of them catch your eye. I loved each and every one of them.

And if you’re a writer, and I’ve loved on one of your stories with comments and praise and yet it’s NOT mentioned right here - that doesn’t mean that in the eyes of “Jandy Salmon” it’s not a Masterpiece, it just means that I had so much to choose from and such conflicting feelings about which/how many to share that it didn’t get mentioned. But remember, I’m sincere in every review I leave - and I try to leave at least fangirly squeeing on like 95% of the stories/chapters I read (which is a freaking lot). It’s been a while since I posted fic, but I /still/ receive reviews that make my heart happy and I think being actively engaged with reviews helps build connections with the authors I love.

Right? Okay Right. Here’s the list of just a FEW of my favourites (fics that I would probably call MASTERPIECES) that I read over and over again because I love them THAT much:

Jane Austen

The Effect Series by Shem (Kitty Bennet/OC, Lizzie/Darcy)
http://archiveofourown.org/series/115954

Everingham by katharhino (Fanny Price/Henry Crawford)
http://archiveofourown.org/works/279556

Mansfield End by Ione (Fanny Price/Henry Crawford)
http://archiveofourown.org/works/1072559

How to Train your Dragon

Simple Gifts byEcoutez (Hiccup/Astrid)
http://archiveofourown.org/works/1925469

Game of Thrones

Not Today by ebmordecai (Arya/Gendry)
http://archiveofourown.org/works/407295?view_full_work=true

Pretty much any (Jaime/Brienne) fic by SigilBroken but especially these two series’:
Honour Thy Regard http://archiveofourown.org/series/48322
In this Light http://archiveofourown.org/series/53759

Sherlock (Sherlolly)

Longer Than the Road That Stretches Out Ahead by sunken_standard
http://archiveofourown.org/works/434802

In the End by Lono
http://archiveofourown.org/works/671569/

The Deaf and the Blind and the Color Red by Solshine
http://archiveofourown.org/works/375335

The Falling by Petra Todd
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/8455202/1/The-Falling

The Full House by Emcee
http://archiveofourown.org/series/18800

That 70s Show (Hyde/Jackie)

Hyde’s Long Way Home by MistyMountainHop
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7072364/1/Hyde-s-Long-Way-Home

Sky High (Warren/Layla)

Why Villains Have A Better Life By  KFD
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4297395/1/Why-Villains-Have-A-Better-Life

It Just Takes Some Time By Half-elf
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3878294/1/It-Just-Takes-Some-Time

The Office (Jim/Pam)

Oracle Mom By time4moxie
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3893458/1/Oracle-Mom

In My Life, I Love You More By bluelimit
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6420571/1/In-My-Life-I-Love-You-More

Laugh this Life with Me by shannanagin
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/2853729/1/This-Life-With-Me

Big Bang Theory (Shenny)

the paladin protocol by spaceanjl
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5623923/1/

miles to go (before i sleep) by medusa20
http://archiveofourown.org/works/250535/chapters/387524

& light is only now just breaking by allthingsholy
http://archiveofourown.org/works/154681

the road ahead is clear again by notalwaysweak
http://archiveofourown.org/works/250525/chapters/387513

Doctor Who (mostly Ten/Rose)

Chaos Verse by earlgreytea68 (The whole collection is AMAZING)
http://earlgreytea68.livejournal.com/82528.html

Welcome To Your Life by cenowar
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3130472/1/Welcome-To-Your-Life

Life As You Know It by cenowar
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3575257/1/Life-As-You-Know-It

Battlestar Galatica (Lee/Kara)

Alone Time by alissabobissa
http://beyond-insane.livejournal.com/601124.html

Any and EVERY Starbuck/Apollo fic by hackaddict  (Freaking MASTER of BSG fic)
http://hackaddict.livejournal.com/tag/starbuck%2Fapollo

Harry Potter

For our allotted time is the passing of a shadow by florahart (Cedric/Hermione *whut?*) http://hp-springsmut.livejournal.com/79314.html

Under by Tudorrose1533 (Draco/Ginny)
http://dracoandginny.com/viewstory.php?sid=5065&chapter=1

The More is My Unrest by Arabella and Jedi Boadicea (Draco/Ginny)
http://www.sugarquill.net/read.php?storyid=848&chapno=1

American Horror Story (Violate)

Sucker Love by Tjoek  *Incomplete but still a Masterpiece*
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7612662/1/Sucker-Love  

You have been Weighed by Shootingstella
http://ahs-exchange.livejournal.com/8634.html

Then anything written by @lolableu (who also writes awesome Divergent fanfic btw), GrayGlube @whatwouldflorencedo (also awesome GoT fic), ScarletWoman @feelavalanche (also started one of my fave Veronica Mars WIPs), and OhYellowBird @ohhyellowbird (also wrote a freaking AMAZING Reylo fic too). These girls are my Awesome Nerds - my Lunchtable girls and I love them. There is no higher praise than that. Read them.

Veronica Mars (Dick/Mac)

Sinclair-Mackenzie  by BIFF1
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10127131/1/Sinclair-Mackenzie

Mercy on the Undeserved By LVfangirl
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10310550/1/Mercy-on-the-Undeserved

Star Wars (Reylo) - probably the hardest section to choose from - because I’ve literally read over 1000 fics in the last year and bookmarked nearly 100 which I *liked/loved*.

Firstly - read anything by diasterisms (kylorenvevo) - especially
Ghostwalks (Gin and Fog) http://archiveofourown.org/works/6931657 (there are only like a dozen stories so I’m serious when I say read them all. *waves fangirly flag*

when there’s nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire. by ohyellowbird (told you she’d show up down here)
http://archiveofourown.org/works/5564245

Forms by Trebia  (a fandom staple)
http://archiveofourown.org/works/5454443

Isolation by TearoomSaloon
http://archiveofourown.org/works/5937457

Sky Marked Souls by AnonymousMink
http://archiveofourown.org/works/5816995

On a White Horse by ms_qualia
http://archiveofourown.org/works/5863972

Ahgh - there are just so many Reylo fics. This is definitely not a definitive list. Read terapid, corariley, and perrydowning too. I promise I love SO many and all of you writers are freaking brilliant.

OKAY - and lastly Bughead (Riverdale). It’s still new for me. Most of my most favourite fics aren’t finished yet. Like, I hope you’re reading these future masterpieces - that aren’t finished - but are DELICIOUS and if we’re all very, very good - maybe the authors will love us enough to make sure they get finished: (these are just a few of my very faves - I don’t usually rec WIPs but these are just really freaking good!)

tell them we sold out by thedeadsea33
http://archiveofourown.org/works/10524258
(FIGHTCLUB AU - and it freaking WORKS! Juggie is perfect here.)

I’ll Wait for You by AGirlNamedWhiskey
http://archiveofourown.org/works/10478181
(UNDERGROUND RACING AU - and it also freaking works! Jughead’s wink will KILL you in the very first chapter. The author also writes a fic named Space and Time which is also brilliant and should be read.)

Chiaroscuro by formergirlwonder
http://archiveofourown.org/works/10337472/chapters/22849886
(Noir! And it’s amazing! I swear this was filmed in black and white)

lost and found by @lusterrdust
http://archiveofourown.org/works/10030289
(Future Fic - and it will make you emotional with it’s perfection.)
(Also - read all of lusterrdust’s stories. They’re amazing. All of them)

Bizarre Love Triangle (Series) by @ficmuse
http://archiveofourown.org/series/697908 
(First fic is complete and it’s fabulous and campy with cool music and a HEA. Currently Story 2 is WIP but intense and potentially angsty. Hold on to that HEA, friends.)

Not Quite Shakespeare (Series) by Taeyn
http://archiveofourown.org/series/684909
(GORGEOUS. I wish there were 10 times as many stories in this series)

Hoping For Dandelions by HeartIconography
http://archiveofourown.org/works/10159226/chapters/23522034
(SUPER Delicious slow-burn. The SlowBurn is killing me)

Break Free and Run (Series) by sylwrites
http://archiveofourown.org/series/700677
(Seriously - every story gets better and better and better. College AU.)

1971 by shingekinoboyfriends
http://archiveofourown.org/works/10498407/chapters/23161344
(1971 AU perfection - the mystery has just gotten started!)

—– And lastly. These Bughead fics are complete and perfect and could and should be read as Masterpieces right now!

Softly Glowing from Within by formergirlwonder
http://archiveofourown.org/works/10141253

So Talk by zombiekittiez
http://archiveofourown.org/works/10127753

Four Times Before the First Time by slantedsunlight
http://archiveofourown.org/works/10225847

anonymous asked:

Can you rec your favorite Voltron fics?

you got it!! (though im slowly running out of things to rec, so ill just keep this to like 5-7 fics)


This House Unfinished by boyghosts

Summary: “Concept,” Lance said, his voice heavy and gutted with the ache of it; he caught Keith’s gaze and smiled wide, for show. “The war’s over. We’re back home. All the things we love in one place.”Lance keeps losing the things he’s built. Then there’s Keith.
WC: 30776
General Notes: just, i still cant get over this fic. its just so good, its long and the development it has is amazing. beautifully written. just fmu 10/10

Just Static by Jessadilla/wobblyarms

Summary: –Static—-
-iro, Hunk, Kei—, nybody? I’m—-
-static–
–I’m sorry guys. This is all my–
–static–cc–
—I found my coordinates. They’re–
-stttcc-
-guys. I hear something—
–scccc-
-end transmission-Alone on a hostile planet, transmissions aren’t getting through. How did it come to this?
WC: 84141 (16/16)
General Notes: ive rec’d this before and ill rec it again. seriosuly just read it. you really cant go wrong with it and i just love it so much. made me cry. that good. 100/10

What a Healing Pod Can’t Repair by Remember_Me

Summary: The compromised wormhole was ripping apart at the seams, sending everyone spiraling away in completely different directions. Lance could feel himself being pulled and bent in ways he was definitely not supposed to be.–Stitching the team back together after everyone is separated is difficult, and for one Paladin rescue wouldn’t be coming for a very long time.
WC: 55773 (12/12)
General Notes: so this fic holds a special place in my heart because its THE fic that got me into this vld hell that im in. and the artwork is absolutely amazing. 20/10

Shut Up and Dance With Me by wittyy_name

Summary: Lance and his friends have been regulars at the Altea Dance Studio for years. Not just for classes, but to hang out, practice, and spend time with good people who love dancing. Every year, they audition to be one of the few representing Altea at the regional dance competition. Lance always auditions solo, but this year he misses out on auditions and blows his chance to participate. And so does his self-proclaimed rival, Keith.Luckily, Shiro comes up with a brilliant plan: convince Lance and Keith to audition as a duo.With a little convincing, and a lot of effort, these two might just be able to pull it off and go to regionals… or they might crash and burn.
WC:118875 (8/?)
General Notes: this one just keeps going and going and going, and it keeps giving too, like omg. my face hurts like almost every time i finish and update and i love it too bits. it successfully pulled me deeper into the fandom. 100/10

On Thin Ice by Minadora

Summary: Once upon a time, two Canadian nerds decided to start a figure skating au about their two space sons and their wonderful misfit friends. Ten pages of headcanons later we finally put electronic pen to electronic paper and created this monstrosity.
This multi-chapter fic chronicles the lives of a hockey player named Keith who gets forcibly enlisted into figure skating lessons by his brother, Shiro, to “work on his footwork”. There he meets a pompous - yet talented - figure skater named Lance and gets swept away by both the sport and the skater.Enjoy the ride because it’s only just started.
WC: 149983 (9/?)
General Notes: Like if i wasnt already deep into this fandom, this sealed the deal. like holy hell, Mina does a wonderful job with this fic and its so fucking long like holy- and just i love it so much. I cant express how much i love this fic. 100/10

Watercast by Fishwrites

Summary: Shiro has been a Galra prisoner for over a year; with his flight feathers clipped and unable to fly. Desperate to escape, he jumps overboard while being transported to the capitol on a Galran ship. Lance is a merman who saves him from drowning. Keith thinks Shiro is about to become mermaid dinner. Hunk just wants Lance to stop going to the surface all the time, dammit!(AU where Avians (winged folk), Galra, humans and merfolk cohabit earth. Shiro and Keith are avian soldiers, Lance is the youngest son of a Queen, Hunk is also a merman and Pidge is still looking for her family.)
WC: 61956 (7/?)
General Notes: Im just so in love with this universe, its amazing. the character interactions are great, and i really love how Fish has incorporated cultural differences into their universe. its amazing. 11/10

Smile For The Stars by maIikcutie

Summary: Though he’s been dealt many bad cards, Lance isn’t sure he can handle this one: winding up stranded, a million lightyears away from home, with only Keith to keep him company.The universe is cruel.
WC: 72921 (9/9)
General Notes: this is a tear jerker. like if i need some good angst, this is one of the ones i come back to. just, heed the warnings, cuz it sneaks up on you. 10/10

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Ok lets talk about this video phandom 1 The time Time initiated is 8:21 which means it started downloading at that time, he didnt say he started at 2 or whatever time is was he said (quote) “i am now installing it” so that means he’s in the process. Time remaining is 12 minutes 12 seconds and i am positive that you cant download something in that little time (get your head out of your asses). 2 Sunlight The fucking sunlight you said you saw on his right side at the end of the video was the sticks, also we literally saw him hang up the painting on that wall so you know there is no window ???????? (get your head out of your asses). 3 they’ll come out if the want to fuck off. 4 if he did delete the thread, he can do whatever he want. 5 this is not for the amazing phans, ily all, its for the ones that want to make everything a show.

4:12AM

also posted on my ao3

Oikawa Tooru and Iwaizumi Hajime. Friends since childhood, lovers since high school. They’ve always been by each other’s side, even now, when they’re both in college. They’d both agreed that it’d be easier to room with each other, but rooming with the flambouyant Oikawa meant signing a contract that - somewhere, maybe it was in the terms and conditions - meant that Iwaizumi had agreed to little to no sleep at all.


Oikawa Tooru [ 10:58PM ]: Iwa-chan, are you awake?

Oikawa Tooru [ 10:59PM ]: I can hear your sheets moving but i dont know if that’s because you’re moving in your sleep or because you’re awake.

Oikawa Tooru [ 10:59PM ]: Well, anyways, i was thinking about something.

Iwaizumi Hajime [ 11:00PM ]: i swear to God, Shittykawa. I have an in-class assessment tomorrow.

Oikawa Tooru [ 11:00PM ]: I had a brilliant idea for my writing class and i want to tell you.

Oikawa Tooru [ 11:01PM ]: oh. Sorry.

Oikawa Tooru [ 11:01PM ]: Good night, Iwa-Chan

Iwaizumi Hajime [ 11:02PM ]: if i wasn’t so tired, i’d go to the bathroom and puke. Don’t send me love hearts.

Iwaizumi Hajime [ 11:02PM ]: Good night, Oikawa.

Oikawa Tooru [ 11:02PM ]:

Oikawa Tooru [ 11:03PM ]:

Oikawa Tooru [ 11:03PM ]: i can hear you laughing, Iwa-chan. The screen divider isn’t sound proof :’)

Iwaizumi Hajime [ 11:03PM ]: Shut up, Shittykawa.

Oikawa Tooru [ 11:03PM ]: you were the one who was trying to muffle their laughs!

Oikawa Tooru [ 11:04PM ]: So mean, Iwa-chan.

Iwaizumi Hajime [ 11:04PM ]: so annoying, Oikawa-chan.

Oikawa Tooru [ 11:05PM ]: Good night, Iwa-chan

Oikawa Tooru [ 11:05PM ]: May the aliens look over you and protect you


“Oikawa, don’t you even message me. I saw the light of your phone.”

“Okay, fine, I won’t message you.”

“Good.”

“But-”

“I need to sleep, ‘Kawa.”

“What happens to love? What even is love? And what happens to it-”

“Oikawa, please.”

“-after you stop loving someone? If Rose and Jack stop loving eachother, what would happen to their love for one another? I think love is like… water. It’s always the same. Evaporation doesn’t change the water - the water is just in a different form. So, does that mean that love changes after you… fall out of love?”

“Look here, shittykawa. You’re going to be quiet and let me sleep, for both my sake and yours. I’m sure you wouldn’t want to ruin that pretty face of yours, would you?”

“So, you admit that my face is pret- Iwa-chan, don’t throw your book at me! The pages will be damaged!”

“Good night, Oikawa.”

“What about your book-”

“Good night.”

“Iwa-chan-”

“Good night.”


Oikawa Tooru [12:00AM]: Morning, Iwa chan!

“You little shit, let me sleep!”

“You weren’t asleep yet?”

“No, because you’re humming of ‘My Heart Will Go On’ is annoying.”

“Annoyingly beautiful? On pitch?”

“Annoying. Fullstop.”

“Hey, Iwa-chan, do you think the aliens get lonely?”

“Oikawa, for the love of each and every god in existence, you’re a 21 year old man in college, not a 7 year old.”

“I’m just asking, sheesh.”

“Good night.”

“But do they? Are there different races of aliens?”

“Oikawa, I will strangle you if you ask another question about aliens without changing your course to an astronomy one.”

“So mean, Iwa-chan.”


Oikawa Tooru [ 12:47AM ]: isn’t It weird how 12AM comes before 11AM??

Oikawa Tooru [ 12:47AM ]: so time goes 12-11AM

Oikawa Tooru [ 12:27AM ]: and then 12-11PM

Oikawa Tooru [ 12:28AM ]: why doesn’t it go 1-12AM and then 1-12PM?

Oiakwa Tooru [ 12:29AM ]: who ever designed the concept of time is stupid

Oikawa Tooru [ 12:29AM1 ]: Iwa-chan I’m having a life crisis right now

Oikawa Tooru [ 12:37AM ]: I tried to search it up but it seems like the concept of time was changed over the years

Oikawa Tooru [ 12:37AM ]: so i don’t know who actually created the concept of time

Iwaizumi Tooru [ 12:38AM ]: I can and will not hesitate to block your number

Oikawa Tooru [ 12:38AM ]: That won’t stop me from talking to you :P

Oikawa Tooru [ 12:40AM ]: Iwa-chan?


“Are you awake, Iwa-chan?”

“…what’s that smell?”

“Mac and cheese!”

“Oikawa, what the hell? It’s almost 3 in the morning and you’re having mac and cheese?”

“Do you want some, Iwa-chan?”

“No. Let me sleep.”

“Okay, Iwa-chan.”

“Night, ‘Kawa.”

“Don’t you mean… 'Kawaii?”

“Shut up, Shittykawa.”

“You aren’t you when you’re hungry. Want some mac and-”

“Shut up, will you?”

“So mean, Iwa-chan…”

Oikawa Tooru [ 3:59AM ]: I slept for almost one hour. It’s a miracle.

Oikawa Tooru [ 3:59AM ]: Mac and Cheese?

Oikawa Tooru [ 4:00AM ]: more like snack and miracle

Oikawa Tooru [ 4:00AM ]: okay sorry Iwa-chan.

Oikawa Tooru [ 4:09AM ]: I was thinking

Oikawa Tooru [ 4:09AM ]: I know I can be annoying

Oikawa Tooru [ 4:09AM ]: and a pain in the ass and I just wanna say sorry

Oikawa Tooru [ 4:10AM ]: for a lot of things.

“…you okay there, 'Kawa?”

“Mhmm…”

“Don’t you think it’s a bit late to apologize, Shittykawa? After all these years?”

“mm… sorry, Iwa-chan.”

“I’m just kidding. Hey, are you crying? ”

“N-No! Why would you suggest that?”

“…Are you sure you’re okay, Oikawa?”

“Mhmm!”

“Tooru.”

“Mhmm?”

“You know I love you, right?”

“…”

“No matter how annoying you are.”

“I know.”

“Okay. Get some sleep, then.”

“Good night, Iwa-chan.”

“Good night, Oikawa.”

Oikawa Tooru [ 4:12AM ]: I love you too, Iwa-chan

12:12 on 12/12

Ok, this may be the thinnest reason to talk about word origins, but a fun word in any case.  The word twelve was early in the English language, forming in Old English as twelf literally meaning two left (over ten) as far back as the twelfth century!  This system of counting came from the Proto Germanic formation *twa-lif-, a compound word formed by combining the root for two (*twa) and *lif-, which was the verb to leave.  English has a stronger echo of to leave in the number eleven, which I hardly need to define here.  Many Northern European languages adopted this formation:  Old Saxon had twelif, Old Norse tolf, Old Frisian twelef, Middle Dutch twalef, and so on. And you can thank me later for not waking you up twelve hours ago to pester you with this word origin.

Time Upon Once, Ch. 12 (12/?)

Summary:  Killian Jones is a bailbonds man, living in Boston and doing his own thing. But on his 29th birthday, a kid knocks on his door and claims to be his son. What happens when Killian is forced to face his past along with a mystery prophecy about his own purpose in life?

Rating: M (eventually)

A huge thank you to @tnlph @businesscasualprincess and @blessed-but-distressed  for beta duties and @shady-swan-jones for the banner!

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Killian continued to notice both Mary Margaret’s conflicted face while they were hanging around the loft, and the not-so-subtle attempts at sneaking out of the house unnoticed at odd times. One more time, he considered whether or not he should try to approach the subject in any way, but he decided against it. Even if he felt the need to protect her from everything and everyone, Mary Margaret was ostensibly an adult and responsible for her own decisions. She’d confide in him when she was ready.

He was entertaining these thoughts as he made his way towards Granny’s, Mary Margaret’s request to meet him there for a snack leading Killian believe that perhaps the time had finally come for her to confide in him. But the sight of the man in front of him, leaving Granny’s, made Killian’s jaw clench in exasperation.

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time zero 12.22.12 #2

anonymous asked:

You don't answer everyone?

(Ok, I answer this one… I received three messages with same meaning… yes it’s much for me ono And this one isn’t rude, and the first :p)
Nah, I don’t answer everyone… I don’t know if someone do. (How do you do this? qwq) But I don’t do it for a reason…

1. Your message was rude. I delete rude asks… not sorry. I don’t want to spend my time on something that makes me sad. /idunno noise/ Generally, those are anons, so you’re not only rude but also a coward.
2. You asked me to draw something. And I probably want to! But have no idea how exactly… so I’ll do it later. Now I’m on my vacation :D Only crappy sketches… and i probably will draw the answer when you’ll forget about ‘cause it was anon. lol
3. Your message is very long. I want to answer, but I’m on my vacation I can’t reread it several times to “not forget something”. App tumblr sucks ;-;
4. You ask for hug. Be honest… you want me to draw you something, and it’s your oc. They are cool! I love them! … I have no time. It’s not my oc, I don’t know how to draw them ;; And… I’m empty. It’s complicated :D
5. You asked something that I don’t want to share with everyone. It’s ok if you want to talk with me. PM me! I’ll try to answer! Honestly! I just can’t start conversation… literally. (If you’re my friend you know it ówò) /whisper/ don’t wait this miracle from me… Or maybe I’m afraid of you… (I’m sorry, berries, love you so much but scream when see your messages qwq)
6. … you’re my annoying friend that sent me same message 12 times. 12, Carl. 12!

Akhem. I like to interact with you! Really! Ehh… that’s was one of the reasons that pushed me to start post something here. But sometimes I don’t know what to say… mhm.
So yeah, write banana, talk to her, distract her. Be annoying (no) xD

I talk too much :D But I just… feel better ^w^

  • Wendy: What's 12 times 12 again?
  • Joy: 142? I'm not sure, ask Irene?
  • Wendy: My, my, Joy, that was a little du-
  • Irene: Wendy don't you dare.
  • Yeri: Oh my god, not again.
  • Seulgi: *covers her ears*
  • Joy: *sighing* Here we go again. I deserve this.
  • Wendy: DUMBDUMBDUMBDUMBDUMBDUMB DUMBDUMBDUMB DUMBDUMBDUMBDUMBDUMBDUMB
Glitch In The Matrix stories #2

Board Fell To The Ground, But It Didn’t

I was in the 6th grade. 12 years old, I believe. We sat at tables with about 6 people per table. There were 4 tables in the room and each was full. About 24 kids, along with the teacher. Anyway, we were in the middle of a lesson, when the smart board fell. It just fell off the wall and hit the floor. It’s mounted on the wall and very sturdy. We would write on it standing up there all the time. But for some reason towards the middle of the year it just collapsed. 

I heard and saw it. As soon as it happened, the kid right next to me looked at me and asked if I saw that. I nodded and we looked around but nobody else was fazed. As soon as I looked back at the front of the room, the board was back on the wall and the teacher was using it. Now, usually I’d ignore this kind of thing and play it off as my eyes jumped or played tricks on me. But I not only saw it but heard it. And so did the student directly next to me. We asked other kids and they looked at us like we were insane. To this day I have no idea how or why this happened. Or even what it was. But it’s been about 8 years and I still think of it. 

Credits to: BabiDollNikki

Precognitive Dream That Changed My Life

2009 I had a hard time in my life and was not really happy. I still went to school and did not have any friends in my neighborhood. So I would be very lonely and sad every day after coming home from school. One night I had a strange dream about a girl I knew from a park near my house. She did not like me very much and we hardly ever talked. In my dream I saw her dressed in a white dress and somehow she looked like an angel. She came from a light and hugged me. The whole dream I felt very happy and had a positive warm feeling.

The next day I went with my sister to the park, although I was not very happy about it. I already had forgotten about the dream. Suddenly the girl from the dream came to us and invited us to be with her and one of her friends. She was friendly although she did not like me the times before. I agreed and that was the beginning of a deep friendship. I don´t know why but that day my life changed and I suddenly had a lot of friends and became very happy. Everything was different and better than before I had that dream.

Credits to: user300316

Saw A Girl Walk Past Me. Twice. 

This may actually be the creepiest thing to have happened to me. I was waiting for a friend by the school gate, and I usually see a lot of people walk past. This time, I saw a car pull up, and a sixth-form girl who I see every now and again gets out her car, and walks past me.

A few minutes later, the same car pulls up, and the exact same girl gets out and walks past me. I was floored. My mind has been searching for a solution, but it’s made me challenge my belief.

Credits to: CombustibleCompost

Elevator Wouldn’t Stop Going Down; I Went Down ~6 Levels And Came Out 1 Level Below Where I Started

So this happened about 15 minutes ago. I’m sure there are logical solutions but it just felt super glitchy to me.

I’m a security guard and had just started my hourly patrol. The building has 7 stories; 6 levels above ground and a basement level. I always start at the basement level and work my way up to the top.

I pressed the button for the basement level, and started diddling around on my phone like usual. All of the sudden I felt a sense of panic in my chest as I realized I had already heard 4 or 5 beeps indicating when you pass a level. I was only trying to go down 1 level. There isn’t anything below the basement, and if there were, you certainly couldn’t access it from this elevator.

I looked at the screen that shows the level, and it just displayed, “LL,” the basement level. I didn’t know what to think, because I could still tell we were definitely moving down, and it was still making the beeps indicating that we were indeed still moving.

I rapidly press the door open button, and the elevator slows to a stop like usual, and the doors open to the basement level (LL), exactly where I was trying to go. There was a group of people standing right outside (which is unusual; i’d never seen anyone in the building at 4am). They ask if i’m okay, and i just make up an excuse, saying I have to go disarm an alarm.

I want to tell myself that the elevator got messed up and just took me all the way to the top, then all the way back down, but that still doesn’t explain the screen indicator. But the thing is, I ride that elevator up and down 12 times per 12-hour shift, 2 times a week, for about a year. I know this elevator very well and I am 100% sure I felt myself moving down the entire time. I know what it feels like when the elevator changes directions.

Credits to: cyntrix

12 Missed calls 42 Texts Later

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You paced the width of your apartment, waiting for your boyfriend to come back. If he came back! You’ve been texting and calling him for the past two hours and he hasn’t picked up, answered a text, or bothered to try and reach you in any way. You knew Dylan was filming today, and that he was filming a particularly dangerous scene. He wouldn’t let you go with him just incase anything happened, and he assured you that he’d text you at every chance he got. His last text was four hours ago, and it said: Tyler messed up again :/ Last take. I’m okay, Love you xxx 

Two hours and thirty minutes, you started to panic. Picking up your phone from the couch, you called Tyler. The phone rang, and rang, and rang, but no answer. Straight to voicemail. “Oh my God,” tears stung your eyes. What happened? Is he okay? Finally, you couldn’t wait any longer, and you fetched your keys and went out the door. 

Two steps down, Dylan rounded the stairs and met up with you. 

His scratched face turned twisted in confusion, “where are you going?” The sight of his scarred face made you want to hug him and tend to him, but the anger and worry were much stronger. You tossed your keys at him, barely missing. He dodged the keys and glared at you, “what the hell was that?”

“I have been texting you! Calling you and Tyler! No one picked up! I was worried sick! Where have you been?”

“Filming!” He hissed, “where else? I texted you!”

Three hours ago! I thought something happened!” 

He raised his arms, “nothing happened! I’m right here! Why are you yelling?”

“Because I thought you died!”

The apartment doors around you started opening, your neighbors eager to get the front row seat on the fight between Dylan O’brien and his long term girlfriend. Dylan sighed, “lets go back inside, we’ll talk okay? Lets talk.” He picked up your keys then tried taking your hand as you climbed the stairs. You pulled away angrily, and beat him to the door. 

Dylan walked into the apartment and calmly closed the door, then he took a seat on a chair, “you thought I died? It wasn’t that big of a scene.”

“I called you 12 times!” 

He raised his eyebrows, then took his phone out of his pocket and said, “crap y/n. I had my phone on silent. I didn’t see, 42 texts. Holy crap you must’ve been worried.”

“You think?!” You screamed, frustrated at how calm he was. “You knew how worried I was! I called you 12 times Dylan! 12 and you didn’t pick up once! I was terrified! How could you turn your phone on silent? You knew I was worried! That’s seriously the most inconsiderate and stupid thing you’ve ever done!”

“Y/n”

“While you were over there laughing with your shitty friends I’ve been shaking with worry!”

“Y/n!”

“How daft do you have to be to forget your girlfriend? Eh? Tell me that!”

“Y/N!” He shouted.

“What?”

“Can you shut up for a few seconds and listen? God Dang!”

Your jaw dropped, “Did you just –”

He stood up and stormed to me, his face inches from mine, “I just spent eight hours in the hot sun! Doing crazy stunts, my face is burning! Because it’s scratched, if you haven’t noticed. I slid on the gravel. But that doesn’t matter because I didn’t pick up your damn phone calls? I get you were worried! But I’m okay y/n! And I’m tired as hell! I’m at your apartment because I expected  you to take care of me after such a hectic day! I was ready to kiss you and for you to help me fix this!” he pointed at his wounded face, “then we could lay down and relax! Instead! I get a psycho girlfriend who’s badmouthing my friends and I because I didn’t pick up the phone!”

“You don’t understand how worried I was!” you yelled, though not as loud this time, “you weren’t thinking straight Dylan! This isn’t about your wounds or how bad your day was, it’s about the fact that you couldn’t pick up a phone and tell me you were okay! Seriously! If you can’t bother with that we shouldn’t bother with this relationship”

He turned around, ran his hands through his hair, and turned back to me. His lips were in a grim line and his tongue was pressed to his cheek the way it did when he was trying to control his anger. Deep down, you knew you went to far, but you was still scared for him, he looked like he was in a lot of pain and that made you angry! Why couldn’t they get a damn stunt double? And why couldn’t he just find the time to text you? It may seem like you’re over reacting, or overly attached. But you were just worried, really worried, out of your mind and unlogically worried for this crazy man you’re madly in love with. 

“You want to break up?” He whispered angrily, making you realize what you had said, “You really want to do that? Because I didn’t reply to your damn text y/n?”

“You don’t understand,” you repeated, “I was –”

“WORRIED SICK!” he screamed, “I get it! But damn! You’re really over reacting don’t you think?” He had his hands in fists, and he was shaking. Time to pull back and calm hm down.

“Dylan, I’m– calm down okay? Lets just talk calmly okay?”

“Calm never works with you!” he screamed, “you fight over the silliest things y/n and I’m getting sick of it! I’m really starting to resent you.” He tugged on his hair, then picked up my favorite mug and chucked it at a wall.

“Dylan!” you screamed, “Stop what are you doing!”

He didn’t hear you, he threw his phone at the wall, “I’m so sick of always doing something wrong! Everything I do is wrong to you!” he screamed.

“Baby please calm down!”

“Don’t baby me!” He shouted, “I’m done!” He chucked a vase at the wall behind you sending a shock through your body, causing you to fall. He glared at you, his eyes still full of fury, “I’m done. I can’t live like this.” He mumbled, walking out and slamming the door behind him.

You felt numb for hours after that, and you didn’t cry because it all had to be a nightmare. you waited to wake up, and see him walking through the door, unhurt and smiling at you. But that wasn’t going to happen, and only when you realized that the tears started coming, and you couldn’t stop them. You sat on the floor, with tears on your face, thinking about all you said and how you’d take it back in a second. It didn’t matter that he didn’t text back, as long as he was there at the end of the day so you could kiss him goodnight. You loved him so much it physically hurt you, and thinking about him leaving you tore you into a million pieces over, and over, and over. Until you thought you’d die right there.

Then the door opened, and Dylan sheepishly stepped in. He looked at you, then his eyes met the floor, “I bought you another mug,” he mumbled.

In a flash, you were in his arms, “I’m so sorry,” you cried, “I’m sorry I’m sorry I love you so much Dylan I’m so sorry Please don’t leave.”

He rubbed your back soothingly, although his eyes were also red from previous tears. “I’m sorry too,” he whispered in your ear, “I over reacted. It’s been a tough day. I love you more than ever y/n and I never planned on leaving. I’m sorry.”

You kissed him softly, careful not to get near the scratch on his face or apply pressure on his hurt lip. But he wouldn’t have it, he moved your hands into his hair, where he loved them the most. And deepened your kiss, making sure to remind you of why you couldn’t go a day without his soft lips.

When you finally pulled away for breath, your hand softly brushed his scratches, making him flinch. “Let’s fix this,” you said, “so I don’t have to think of anything else when I kiss you.”

I was tagged by @illusions-are-torn to do these ABC Tags

A - Age: 19

B - Birthplace: North Carolina (south east coast america) 

C - Current Time: 12:12

D - Drink You Had Last: mint tea with lemon

E - Easiest Person To Talk to: oh geez all of my friends

F - Favorite Song: uhhh It’s a tie between “me like yuh” by Jay park and “sarcasm” by get scared

G - Grossest Memory: well it’s when I was smoking a cig at school and accidentally fell in the toilet ( I don’t smoke anymore I was 15) 

H - Horror Yes Or No: NO IT’s SCARY ;-;

I - In Love? Well atm I like someone 😊

J - Jealous Of People? omg yes there is this one guy who i’m just like “omg can I have ur hair and clothes” 

K - Killed Someone? I would like my lawyer now

L - Love at First Sight or Should I Walk Past Again? IDK what this means

M - Middle Name: Morgan 😊

N - Number of Siblings: 1 nine year old sister

O - One Wish:hmmmm…I have so many. I’ll go with chest surgery 

P - Person I Called Last: My mom so she could buy up cereal

Q - Question You’re Always Asked: “BOY why did you do that”

R - Reason to Smile: My crush, My chihuahua, When I see fall leaves, when I see a 7 layer burrito from taco bell (bruh I got issues)

S - Song You Last Sang: “Play” by Jolin Tsai

T - Time You Woke Up: pfft 10

U - Underwear Color: Pfft I ain’t wearing any. My pants are red tho

V - Vacation: San Diego. either there or in a forest in oregon camping with my crush.

W - Worst Habit: Eating Disorder

X - Xrays: LOL. My chest, my arm, my collar bone, my leg, my ankle….okay so the leg and ankle were from when I played soccer. others are seizure injury’s. 

Y - Your Favorite Food: I have to choose one? SMH. Sesame tofu 

I tag: @loadingteagan @pixelprince @taffy-king @wolfsbaneandfullmoons @captainbaralover @literally-real-dead-stuff @adkal @mvessick @radical-ocean @zillethrane @chase-is-not-crash @hampshiregaytop @mybloodydemise @waywardwitche @unicornninjabitch @walkingdisastwr @foxontrot 

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12 Days of Sanvers Christmas, Day 12

Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6 | Day 7 | Day 8 | Day 9 | Day 10 | Day 11

A Very Crossover Christmas

Well, we’ve reached that time: Day 12 of a 12 day series. Thank you so, so, so much – truly, from the core of my being – for all your kind words of encouragement throughout this journey. I means everything to me, so thank you.

Tomorrow I’ll be launching, as requested, an “8 Nights of Danvers Chanukah” fic that I’m extremely excited about, so please tune into that, as well as to my already ongoing “I Didn’t Know You Were Into Girls” Sanvers one-shot series.

Happy and safe holidays, and thank you so much again for making this writing experience absolutely wonderful <3

And without further ado: Kara invites Barry and Oliver’s teams to come spend Christmas with the Superfriends!


Alex had promised to be nice.

She just hadn’t defined nice when she told Kara that she wouldn’t beat Barry Allen into a pulp for recruiting her to help him fight off an entire invasion force of aliens on his earth.

“It’s Christmas, Alex, and I’m okay, it all worked out!” Kara had told her, for the thousandth time, before Barry and Oliver’s teams jumped out of the interdimensional rift and into her ridiculously festive living room.

Well, it might be Christmas – there might be champagne glasses in everyone’s hand and there might be a rather rowdy game of “which earth has better Christmas music” going between Cisco and Winn – and Kara might be okay – okay enough to have thrown what was sure to be the most superhero-full Christmas party of all time – and it might have all worked out, given that there didn’t seem to be angry aliens clawing their own way through the portal into this earth.

But that didn’t mean that Alex Danvers didn’t have Barry Allen backed against the refrigerator – the Flash, the fastest man alive, legendary superhero – cowering.

Iris stepped forward but James touched her arm lightly. “She won’t actually hurt him,” he whispered.

Iris arched an eyebrow.

“You sure about that?”

Caitlin’s eyes were wide, Cisco’s mouth was open, Winn’s eyes were downcast in sympathy for Barry, and Sara was smirking, dragging her eyes slowly up and down Alex’s body, making Maggie frown and shift closer to Alex – but not that close, because it generally wasn’t safe to approach her when she was this angry.

“ – the height of irresponsibility,” she was saying, holding Barry up by the collar, “not to mention massive selfishness and pure tactical stupidity. Do you have any idea how stupid your plan was? One alien against an army, when we have an entire organization here that’s experienced in these things, an entire army of our own whose entire lives are dedicated to stopping the kind of deadly threats that you so willingly through my sister into, alone and without backup? And don’t – ”

She renewed her grip on his collar as Barry tried to stammer out words – “don’t even try to tell me that you were her backup. How could you possibly back her up when I hear she beat the ever living shit out of you all, at once, without even breaking a sweat? So how could you possibly protect her against an army? And I don’t care what your city thinks of you, I don’t care what kind of hero you think you are. The next time you need Kara’s help, you do not whisk her off on her own, you do not take advantage of her good, eager to help heart. You get me, you get my team, you get my people, people whose lives are dedicated to doing what your teams are way in over their head even contemplating. Because so help me, if you ever bring my sister on a mission like that without me there to watch out for her, I swear on everything you love, a brutal alien invasion force is going to look like kindergarten next to what I will do to you. Do I make myself clear?”

Barry whimpered for a moment or two, wondering if her question constituted permission to speak or to just nod meekly. He opted for the second, and she released him.

“Eggnog?” she asked, swiping a glass from the counter behind her and pressing it into his hands with a massive smile on her face. “You look like you could use some.” Barry stammered something that he hoped was recognizable as English, that he hoped Iris, Caitlin, and Cisco didn’t hear just as the squeak that it was. By the looks on their faces, he had no such luck.

“You make yourself quite clear, Agent Danvers, so let me return the favor: you don’t get to threaten anyone on my team without going through me.” Oliver’s voice was calm, his face completely neutral, as he stepped up to Alex. Diggle groaned into his hands.

Alex gazed up into his eyes as Barry tried to touch Oliver’s arm. “Ollie, really, it’s okay, you’d get the same way if it was Thea, I understand, it’s fine.”

“No, it’s all good, Barry. Oliver Queen, right? Arrow?” And before he could even blink, Alex had him, too, up against the fridge – good thing for Barry’s super speed, else he would have been crushed by Oliver’s back – and Felicity let out a small gasp.

“I like this girl. She like this in bed, too, Sawyer?” Sara wanted to know, loudly, and Kara’s ears turned an even deeper shade of red. Maggie spluttered and Alex just dug deeper into it, her forearm against Oliver’s throat.

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Rules: Answer thirty questions, then tag twenty blogs you would like to know better.

1. Nicknames
Care, blub, muffin (once when I was high in class I cried because I thought that my chocolate muffin tasted like fajita- there’s your explanation lol) 

2. Gender
Female (pronouns are she/her)

3. Star sign

Aries sun, Scorpio moon, Pisces rising

4. Height
4′11 (152 cm) 

5. Time
12:12 am

6. Birthday
March 21st 

7. Favorite bands
Misterwives, First Aid Kit, Flatsound, Tame Impala 

8. Favorite solo artists
Lana Del Rey 

9. Song stuck in my head
Believer, by Imagine Dragons 

10. Last movie watched
Juno 

11. Last show watched
Ink Master 

12. When did I create my blog
Only this past July! 

13. What do I post
Witchy information, spells, advice, sigils, tarot  

14. Last thing I googled
‘Giant squid video” pls don’t judge me lol 

15. Do you have other blogs
Yes! I run a personal blog and an aesthetic blog :) 

16. Do you get asks?
No :(((( I wish I did! 

17. Why did you choose your url
Serpolet means wild thyme in French 

18. Following
702

19. Followers
357

20. Favorite colors
Yellow, green, pink 

21. Average hours of sleep
Around 6? 

22. Lucky number
17 and 8 

23. Instruments
I used to play the violin and I can sort of play the tenor ukulele 

24. What am I wearing
Pajama shorts and a big shirt 

25. How many blankets I sleep with
Two, a comforter and a quilt 

26. Dream job
Something in pediatrics 

27. Dream trip
South of France! 

28. Favorite food
Shawarma all the way man, I grey up in the middle east so 

29. Nationality
American

30. Favorite song now
Summer Bummer by Lana Del Rey 

I tag… @she-who-treads-on-water @the-witchy-sister @witchy-trans @orion-in-wonderland @precious-flower-child @witchcraftandwaterlilies @ceeceeladybug @clearlystormy @witchling-woman @salembitchtrials @deathyawn @notengoniideadecomomellamo @ghoulishcute @herballwitchling @llamacakez @sarahox @conch-shell @thegentlegreenwitch @thatpanwitch @alemoninlipstick