too black for bet

WOWZA WOWEE HOOO SHIT OH GOSH THIS WAS GOOD THIS WAS VERY VERY GOOD IT’S POST-SPN SCOUTTHOUGHTS!

  • LMAO cas sniffing the waitress 
  • THE EDITING AND DIRECTING OF THIS EP IS SUPERB like i know it’s an ep directed by rich so i’m just the tiniest bit biased but the way it’s done makes me think of the old school gabe eps 
  • I AM MAKING THE GROSSEST FACE I KNOW CAS WILL BE OK BUT AW NO BABY 
  • all this archangel imagery…..i want mary to meet them……MICHAEL IS STILL IN THE DAMN CAGE…. 
  • oh no. oh. dean and cas D: 
  • …AND SUDDEN CROWLEY :D 
  • finally some juicy myth arc stuff hoooo buddy oh yessss 
  • THE LANCE!!! OF!!!! MICHAEL!!!! 
  • new demonic royalty oh shiiiiiiit!!!!! he’s just like. chill 
  • [shrill, high-pitched whining noises] 
  • I’M?????? OH CAS????? OH MY GOD :’( DEAN TELL HIM YOU LOVE HIM TOO YA BUTT HEAD 
  • omg i bet misha hated having that black crap in his mouth 
  • dean looking cas deep in the eyes and saying “let’s go home” because WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME ANYONE TOLD ALL OF THEM THEY WERE ALL LOVED 
  • I SCREECHED

I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO COMIC ABOUT BECAUSE IT WAS SO GOOD IT WAS SO GOOD OH MY GOD OHHOOHOO MY GOD

When I still show up on ya TL after you block me 😎

Okay, so I’m sharing this headcanon for us black gals before I get too chickenshit:

I bet T’Challa is the best kind of guy for you to lay your head in his lap and just rest.

Like, even before he was king, as a prince he had to have had a huge workload. And so it wasn’t uncommon for him to always be at a desk, at a [multiple] computer console, on a chair or futon just…working, working, working day and night. As a result, you don’t always get to see him, though he doesn’t at all mean to neglect you.

So you don’t remember when it began, but you start coming to wherever T’Challa is working and just…lay your head down in his lap. A lot of times, you have to move whatever of his work he has there to his other thigh so you can have that one, but you lay down nonetheless. The first few times you do it, he’s startled right out of his flow (and he doesn’t get startled easily, but when he works, he works). But he always smiles down at you, gets right back to work, and absentmindedly strokes over your afro/braids/cornrows, etc. with his free hand.

You soon do it so often that he doesn’t startle at all-not even when you keep naturally pushing his work to his other thigh so you can have that one. He’s a strong, fit, and muscular man, but you’re never surprised that it’s warm and safe and soft right there in his lap. T’Challa is even more comfortable than the finest pillows in Wakanda.

And he smells so motherfuckin’ good. You don’t even remember the name of the cologne and soap he uses-you just know it’s the best and exclusive to Wakanda. Goddamn, you could just breathe him in all night and so you do. 

And he still absentmindedly strokes over your hair.

He never, ever asks you to get off him. On the contrary, though he rarely says it, having you there on his lap helps him concentrate, helps ground him.

And sometimes the best mornings aren’t where you wake up to find that he carried you to your shared bed. Rather, the best mornings are when you wake up to find that he fell asleep right there too, with his hand still on your hair.

Just…falling asleep in T’Challa’s lap. Yeah.

My agenda today is to transfer as much of the text into the final colored volume of Vento Aureo as I can. Most of it is done in black and white, but it still needs redraws.

The colored version is my main domain. I’m still wary of stepping on toes by working on the black and white version too much. As it stands though, I bet that the colored version is 99% done by the end of today, and we spend the next week redrawing the black and white version.

Ain’t no party like a Gallifrey: Enemy Lines party cuz whatever can go wrong will…

Gryffindor Loss || Open

It was the first Gryffindor game of the season, and it went like it was the first time any of them had ever even played. Bobby wasn’t sure why he had expected it to go better, but the truth of the matter was that it went absolutely horrible. Losing a game in 3 minutes because of the seeker was fair. Losing the game in an hour by 290 points? That was just… Well, it was embarrassing and it made the younger Gryffindor feel sick.  The Hufflepuffs were either on a rampage after losing the first game, or the Gryffindor team sucked that much. He had a feeling it was that latter.

There were parties throughout the school and Bobby found himself at none of them. Truth be told, he felt like he was ready to burst into tears at any moment and he wasn’t sure if a party would make him feel better or worse. Instead, the chaser wandered about, looking down at the tile floor or kicking the dirt with his hands in his pockets. This was his first official game he had played. Based off how poorly he did after months of practicing, he wasn’t very inspired to attend tomorrow’s practice let alone keep playing. His body ached from getting beaten by bludgers and his heart was crushed at how poorly his team did. He only remembered getting thrown the quaffle once or twice.

Marked

//Chen x you 💙

Word count: 2,012

Yeah. As not to spoil anything, I will rant a little under the story. There are mentions of sex, but nothing really happens, so I’m not going to tag it as rated.


You have never seen Jongdae’s naked ass. But it’s not like it bothers you, it’s not a thing you need to see. In bed it would be quite counterproductive, so you basically never even thought about that. You see it pretty often, but clothed. You like it and because of that you tend to leave red marks all over his butt, but that’s a token of your appreciation and you don’t really give it a second thought. Jongdae’s ass is nice, tight, sculpted, and perfect for you to sink your nails in.

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