ugh i look like hell though

Protect You (JD x Reader)

Heathers (JD x Reader) I was imagining the film JD, soo yeah! Hope you liked it! Feedback is awesome too.
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I stared down at the two faces of my half-attackers. The two jocks, Ram and Kurt. I felt anything but pleasure as the other girls looked at me in envy as they both pressed me up against a locker.
“What do you want?” I questioned, clicking my tongue.
“We want to know why you don’t like us. Or wanna date us.” They stared at me, as if it was the most intelligent in the world; whilst the rest of Westerberg held their breath.
“Because you’re both idiots. You’d need to give me a LOT of stuff for me to date either one of you.” I retorted, very aware of another person watching; the weird trench coat kid who had a really handsome, angular face with sharp cheekbones.
Ram and Kurt took this into consideration, conversing with each other, before they stripped from their jock jackets.
“We think you’re hot. We’ll let you wear our jackets!” Ram slipped his arm around my waist and pulled me from my spot in the corner, before they both slung their red-and-white jackets over my shoulders.
“You can alternate. Wear one one day and another another day!” Kurt flashed a smirk.
“How about no…..” I brushed them off and tried to walk to class. 10 minutes until free period ends but I just wanted to get away from them.
“Hey!!” Ram ran up to me and once again; cornered me. They both really like that tactic apparently.
“Go on a date with us to a drive in.”
“Ugh-no!” I impatiently stammered.
Kurt came closer to my face, as if to kiss me before weird trench coat kid slammed his fist against a locker, rattling the row of it.
“You heard her! No! Get away, assholes.” His voice was scratchy but protective.
I grinned a bit, looking up.
“What are you gonna do?” Ram & Kurt said in unison.
I don’t really remember much, but I saw a metallic gunmetal flash, which coincidentally was an actual gun.
Kurt and Ram backed off for then.

(Lunch Period)


“Maybe you should go on that date.” My friend Veronica told me, holding a staring contest with the school’s weird red Jell-O; prodding it with her fork as it bounced right back.
“Why?” I gasped, surprised. Veronica hasn’t had too many good run-ins with them either.
“Because I think they want someone to hug. Maybe they’re lonely.”
“Pfff…yeah they want someone to do.” I grimaced at the thought.
“Please just do it. We can get something to talk about, to. It’ll be fun.”
“I’m literally, gonna die.”
“I’ll have that weird kid with the gun follow you.”
“Reassuring.”
“Okay, Miss overreacting.” She sighed and got up, dumping the contents of her tray into the garbage and heading to class, brushing shoulders with Heather McNamara.

The piercing shriek of the bell woke me from my thoughts, and I swallowed my pride and ran up to catch Kurt and Ram.
“I’ll go out with you.” I sighed.
“What?!?”
“Ahahah a yeahhhhhh!” They both collided shoulders and ran out.
“Pick you up at 8!” They screamed back at me. I sighed once more.

“Looks like you need some help.” The scratchy voices came from behind me, and I tilted my head upward to stare at the gun kid.
“Will you fight for me?” I questioned, gently touching his fingers.
“I’m JD, (Y/N). I’ll be there at the movies. I’ll protect you.” He smirked to himself.
“How do you know my name?”
“I have my ways…”
….
I frowned as I dabbed on a bit of clear pink lip gloss, staring down at my purple dress. It’s be lucky if It was in one piece by the end.

I stared out the window and saw a dingy looking faded cobalt car, and inhaled deeply before rushing out.

The moment I set afoot in the car I knew that hell was coming.

I tried to focus on the drive in movie, but I was failing. Ram and Kurt were eyeing not only me but other areas…of me and I was feeling extremely off about it. In any situation I’d run for the hills but I made a promise and I was pretty sure JD was behind me in a different car.
“So do you wanna like..?”
“No!” My automatic response kicked in.
They looked at each other and unzipped.
“You make my balls blue, though!”
“Ewww..:”
“Come'on.”
“UGH you’ve got a left hand, use it!”
I was pressed up against the car wall now and I felt hot breath on my face as Ram kissed me.

Suddenly, the alternate door opened and JD dragged Kurt and Ram out by the back of their jackets, before slamming them and carrying me out into his car.

I waited for about 5 minutes before trench coat came back, smirking at me.
“You’ll probably have a better time with me.” He laughed, turning the key to the engine.
“True.”
“You know what I really want?” He looked in my eyes, dead serious, before his expression softened.
“A slushee. Let’s go!”

Out Of Nothing At All - Seven

“I just…. You and Dr Reid?”

Twenty minutes later and Hotch was still shell shocked. You’d given him a brief run down of how you and Reid had come to end up in this situation, steering clear of the nitty gritty. He didn’t need to know that.

“And you’ve just acted totally normal around him at work, knowing you’re carrying his child.”

“Hey…. Don’t you start judging me again Aaron. I thought we’d become friends. I can do without that right now, he’s already hating on me enough.”

You took a sip from the water you’d fetched after Reid had stormed out.

“I’m not judging you. I’m sorry if it sounds like that. And we are friends… ”

You could sense a ‘but.’

You were right. He continued tentatively.

“But, Reid has every right to hate you right now. He’s just found out someone is having his baby, but that he’s not allowed to play a part.”

You sighed. Hotch was right.

“Y/N why do you so badly not want him to be in this child’s life? Is it completely selfish reasons, because you don’t get on with him?”

Selfish…. Yep, that was you.

“You know he’d make a good father. He’s kind and considerate, and you know any child that has both of your genes is going to be the next Einstein. She’s going to be a handful.”

She…. Your little girl. Reid’s little girl.
Who he’d threatened to sue you for custody of.

“Shit… Hotch. Could he really take her away from me?” As much as you’d initially not wanted this thing, you’d at least come round to the idea of it, making concessions in your life.

And you weren’t going through another five months of hell just to have nothing to show for at the end of it. The ultrasound earlier had peeled another thin layer of away of whatever was coating your hidden maternal instinct. She was your baby. Yours.

“He could certainly try. I doubt any court would award him full custody though as it’s not like you’re unfit to be a mother. But if he was serious, then he’d stand a good chance of joint access. And you could provide him that without costing both of you thousands of dollars.”

He was right again.

Ugh.

“Y/N look… I can’t tell you what to do here. But if I put myself in Spencer’s shoes right now, I know I’d be heartbroken. He’ll be an excellent father, and now he knows; you don’t have to leave or transfer away from the BAU. You two can work something out, where he can help you and be a part of this little girls life.”

Taking a deep breath and closing your eyes, you spoke. “Call him please. Get him to come back.” 

Twenty minutes later and Spencer was sat on your couch wearing an expression that, try as you might, you couldn’t read.
Hotch had left when he had returned, telling you to call him if you needed him.

You seriously were beginning to wonder what you’d do without that man in your life. Since finding out you were pregnant, you’d seen a totally different side to the stoic and unemotional boss you normally saw. He got one thing right though. At least now Spencer knew, you probably wouldn’t leave.

Reid looked at you expectantly, and you knew you should start talking. But that meant having to admit that you were wrong to not tell him, and you hated admitting you were wrong.

Another two minutes of silence passed, Reid fiddling with his tie and you scanning the room looking anywhere else but at him.

Your mouth opened and closed seven times before you finally muttered out a quiet, “I’m sorry.”

“Pardon?” his eyebrows raised at you, his mouth set.

“I’m sorry.” Louder this time, but still not looking at him.

“Well that’s a start I guess. How long have you known?”

Oh joy…… interrogation time.

“Six weeks.”

“So you’ve lied to my face for six weeks? How does Hotch know?”

“Technically I’ve not lied Reid. I just didn’t tell you. And Hotch was with me when I found out. The case where I ended up making an emergency trip to the hospital?”

He nodded, recalling and for once not making a snarky, “I told you so” comment.

“Is the baby okay? Is it healthy? Are you okay?”

“Yes, yes and physically yes.”

“So you’re physically okay but not mentally? Explain please.”

“Well I hadn’t exactly got ‘get knocked up by my work colleague’ written into any of my planners or calenders. But I’ve accepted that it’s happened.” You shrugged your shoulders.

“I thought you told me you were on the pill anyway?”

“I was. But I’m not very good at taking it. Hence why I told you we needed condoms that night.” You’d been offered other types of contraception by your doctor, but had declined them all, not liking the idea of having anything inserted inside of you or having the time to go and get a shot every three months. But you were a walking example of why the contraceptive pill wasn’t an ideal option for people who were constantly pulled from pillar to post.

“But we used condoms? I distinctly remember stopping to have to put one on. And you whining at me to hurry up.” Ugh, you had. You, begging him to hurry up and put it in you, something you never in million years thought would happen. You shuddered at the memory.

“Think Spencer……” His eyes shifted to the ceiling as he thought back, and then the penny dropped.

“The third time……..Shit.That was my fault.”

“It’s no ones fault Reid. We’re both as equally responsible for it.”

“Exactly.”

“Huh?”

“What you’ve just said. If we were both equally responsible for you getting pregnant, then we are both equally responsible for the outcome of that pregnancy. I’m not walking away from this. I won’t be like my father and abandon my child.”

You knew his father had walked out on he and his mom when he was a child, which had been another reason you’d not wanted to tell him. You knew that there was no chance he’d make the same mistakes his own dad had and leave you to raise this child alone. But you’d wanted to do it alone. And now……..Your plans were going to have to change again to accommodate someone else.

Taking a deep breath, you met his gaze. “I know.”

“You know? What does that even mean Y/N?” Why was he insisting on making this so hard for you?

“I know you’re not going to walk away.”

“And I’m not letting you walk away from me either, not with my child. I meant what I said Y/N. I’ll take you to court if I have to. I don’t care what it costs. This could be my only chance at have a child.”

“I know. You won’t have to. We’ll……We’ll work something out. Between us. I won’t take her away from you. I swear it.”

“Her?” His voice was suddenly questioning and soft, a complete contrast the the harsh, bitterness of a few moments ago.
You smiled realising he didn’t know because, how could he?

“Yes. Her. We found out today.”

“We?” his tone was harsh again.

“Hotch came with me.” You winced, knowing how it sounded.

“So are you and he a thing now too? Is that why he was so concerned about you?”

“No. He’s been the only one I’ve been able to talk to about this, that’s all. He’s been very good to me as both a friend and an employer and I asked him to go with me. There’s nothing going on between me and Aaron, he’s more like a dad to me than anything.”

“Okay, well that changes. I’m coming with you to all of your appointments now. All right?”

Not really, but you’d allow it.

“Fine.”

“Good.”

“Spencer…….Do you want to see her?”

“Can I?” His eyes lit up.

You moved over to him, pulling your phone out and sitting next to him. Flicking through to your video collection, you selected the one you’d taken earlier today, a small 30 second clip, and pressed play.

Spencer leaned in close and you heard his breathing stop as he watched the screen, the loud whooshing of your babys heartbeat filling the room.

“That’s her? She’s so……..small.”

You waited for him to start reeling of facts about how many centimetres long she would be and how the blood vessels and veins would still be visible through her paper thin skin and how her ears would now be set in their final position, but he didn’t. Instead he touched the screen, replaying the video.

“That’s my baby……..I………I made that?”

The emotion in his voice was breaking through your barriers and you felt it tugging on your heartstrings. There was no way you could block him out of this now. Your eyes moved to his face, seeing him quickly swipe away a tear.

“We made that Spencer. Together,” you whispered. “We’ll find a way to raise her….Together.”

His eyes met yours and you placed a hand on his arm.

“Thank you,” he murmured.

The Party part 12/?

L: Oh yeah? I WILL enjoy the rest of the party!!!

L: ugh, stupid Keith, I run all over for like an hour looking for him and this is how he thanks me, Unbelievable 

L: that thing on his face look painful though, how the hell did he manage to get a burn like that? I hope he knows where the burn cream is….

L: Although, even if he did know where it was, it would be hard to bandage an injury like that on your own.

L: (don’t chase after him don’t chase after him don’t chase….)

L: dammit

L: The hell? How’d he manage to get that far, he must of bolted.

The Sober Drunk

I have a friend who looks absolutely sober when she’s drunk, she carries a perfectly sane conversation, stands straight, looks for all purposes like a sober person. And then she turns around and throws up on the sidewalk.

This a bit of pointless fun set in New Rome Chronicles.

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There are types of drunk, Percy knows. College has taught him which ones his friends are. Jason is a sad drunk, whenever he overindulges he’s the one with his head in his hands mumbling about ruined childhood and his poor, poor friends. Piper is the over affectionate drunk, everyone is her best friend, everyone is the best person in the world. Frank the praetor makes it a point to not lose his wits in case an emergency arises and he’s often the appointed driver, or the one who collects the drunk friends and gets them out of the party when they’ve had enough, and the one time he got slightly buzzed all it did was make him sleepy. Percy had been told he was a giggly drunk, laughing at absolutely anything for fifteen minutes straight and then passing out.

Annabeth was different. She, like Frank, did not like the idea of losing her grip on herself so she very rarely got more than a drink or two in.

But the one time she’d gone out with her New Rome friends and came back drunk… Well. Percy actually had trouble recognizing the fact that she was drunk at all.

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8

This con is unpredictable. It can break a mark. It can break a grifter.
It can break a team.

I am in love with everything in this scene.

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anonymous asked:

Sole is slowly losing their voice and after a while, they become mute. Can you also add Maxson (if you want tho)

Well, it’s about five minutes to 9:00 which means I will be making that 12 hour deadline I set for myself by five minutes. Yay for procrastination!

So this one’s been sitting in my inbox for a while, and I loved it, so here we go! I did the reaction a little different this time. Everything is in first person relative to the companions, and all romancable (by my standard) companions automatically have romanced reactions. Not sure how much I like it, so I’ll probably go back to the old format. But hey, where’s the fun in sticking to a formula all the time?

I’ll add Maxson later for you anon! I just didn’t have the time to do it in one sitting.

Curie: “Oh Sole, I am so sorry. I wish there was more I could do, but I am afraid zhat I- I cannot- I- I,” Ergh, I cannot even finish my sentence! Stupid, stupid tears! And my hands cannot wipe them away fast enough. They just keep coming. I wish I couldn’t cry; It’s Sole who should be upset! Out  of everyone in zhe whole Commonwealth it should not have to be Sole who loses their voice.

Oh, now look, Sole is hugging me.

“Thank you Sole, but it should be me that is comforting you, no?” I feel their chin rub back and forth against zhe top of my scalp; they’re shaking their head no. I start smiling as I cry into their chest. Is zhis supposed to happen, do humans sometimes smile when zhey cry?

Sole pats me on the back while placing a gentle kiss on the top of my head, and I know just what zhey are saying, even without the words.

It’s okay Curie. It’s not your fault. You can’t fix everyone, and I still love you, no matter what.

“Thank you Sole. I love you too.”

Deacon: After all they’ve done for the Railroad, for me, only to find out that their son is the Father of the whole damn Institute. And then to kill them too? That’s gotta be harsh. In fact, I know it is. They… they haven’t talked to me… to anybody really, for days. It started with short, sweet answers, “yes,” “no,” etcetera, and Sole would only speak when spoken to. Then they stopped verbalizing altogether, and their responses were short, almost undetectable nods. And they haven’t even smiled in, what…

months?

They’re sitting on their bed when I walk in, facing the wall, knees drawn in. Wow, those dark circles look rough. Have they even slept since the big bang? Wait, what? I’m uh, not… moving anymore, and I can’t seem to to get my legs working. C’mon Deacon, let’s go.

I give up on walking to watch them for a while instead, and I know they know I’m here. But then I’m there, holding them. Why are all my muscles quivering?

“Sole, I miss you. I understand, but I miss you. Come on back now, yeah? How about it pal? I can’t talk all the time you know, as unconvincing as that sounds.” So much for playing it cool. My voice is warbling in my throat, and I’m pretty sure those are Sole’s tears soaking through my t-shirt. I lean out of the hug to press my forehead against theirs. “I love you Sole, and I’ll wait for you, but please, please hurry.” And then I kiss them. What else can I do?

Cait: Oh shite, oh shite, this is serious! I just feel like- Augh! Ack! Ergh, it sounds like a knuckle cracked! Damn wall. Oh shite, Sole. I just…

Maybe Curie’s wrong. Maybe it isn’t actually permanent, but… it is some sort of miracle that kept Sole alive after that dog chewed their throat out. It’s been months though and Sole still isn’t able ta talk to me at all through those disgustin’ red welts across their neck. If I had just been payin’ more attention, I could’ve s-stopped it. I’m just- I’m just…

I’m just so scared of forgettin’ their voice. I already have hard time rememberin’ the way they used to say “I love you.” Oh… Oh no…

I bury my head in me hands and press down, hard. As long as I’m pressing against my eyes the tears won’t come out; Sole doesn’t need this right now. You’re always talkin’ yerself up Cait! C’mon and get together!

Here they come outta Curie’s little infirmary. The scars don’t look any better, and Curie seems like she’s about to spill some tears: Sole does too. I run up and grab them by the shoulders, starin’ straight into their eyes before crushin’ ‘em to me chest. If I can’t hear them anymore, I’ll make up for it by holding them as tight as I can.

“Oh Sole. Everythin’s gonna be just fine. I promise.”

Nick: “Oh darlin’, I’m so sorry.” I hold Sole’s face in my good hand, wiping away the tears from their cheek with my thumb. Today was the first day since the accident that Curie made them try to speak, but when Sole opened their mouth… there was nothing. Nothing at all. I wish I could forget the look of absolute despair on Sole’s face. I wish they could forget about it too.

They’re still weeping, silently, into my palm, but now they’ve stopped to look up at me. Rapidly blinking the tears away, they start motioning with their hands in a zig-zagging fashion.

“Ah, you wanna notepad kid?”

They nod silently, and I notice their trembling lips.

“Here ya go sweetheart.” I hand them the paper notepad and a pencil to write with. They furiously scribble a message down. When they hand it to me I notice the smudge puddles from where Sole’s tears had dripped onto the paper.

I miss singing with you .It read.

“C’mere.” I tell them, and they collapse into my chest. I wrap my jacket around them, holding them, and hum one of their favorite tunes. Maybe we can’t sing together anymore, but don’t worry Sole, I love you, and I’ll sing enough for the both of us.

Danse: “He was a good hound soldier.” The comment doesn’t really seem to affect Sole. This is the fourth month they’ve come to visit Dogmeat’s grave, and they haven’t spoken a word since the burial. I ran a hand through my hair; I’m not entirely sure how to deal with the situation. It would be best to just talk it out, but Sole insists on bottling everything in, and that’s not healthy. Believe me, I’ve seen plenty of fresh-faced squires do the same thing.

“You’ll have to talk to someone about it sooner or later Sole. Why not just go ahead and talk to me, please. “I implore them to give up their vow of silence, but they just stare at me vacantly.

But now they’re leaning their face into my chest. I sigh, but don’t hesitate to put my arms around them.

“I understand Sole. Really, I do. I just don’t want you to tear yourself apart on the inside for too long because… I’m afraid it won’t be the old Sole that comes back, the Sole I fell in love with.”

I feel them nod into my shirt, and then I kiss their hair because I know they love that, and because I want them to know that I love them, no matter what.

X6-88: “Sir/ma’am, I understand your distress, but this has gone on for months. Don’t you think it’s time to start talking again?” I’m sitting across from Sole, watching them through my sunglasses. They’re looking at me too, but I’m convinced that, for the most part, they aren’t present. Sole consistently refuses to tell me why they’re doing this, and I’ve given up on trying to figure it out. I’ve just had to accept the fact that they’re grieving.

When did their hands move to my face? Fingers wrap around my glasses, and I let Sole slide the shades off of my nose. Now there’s nothing between us; I feel exposed. Maybe that’s why I say what I do,

“I miss you. It’s time to come back.”

They nod slowly, agreeing, even though no words come out of their mouth. I’m not usually the affectionate type, but I feel like it needs to be done. I take their hands and hold them. They look both relieved and confused, then mutter out a small, “Okay.”

Am I… smiling?

MacCready: Irreparable damage.

That’s what Curie’s report said anyway. I mean wh- what hell! Can’t she at least try! Ugh! I pull at my hair and use the pain to try and distract myself. I can hear choked breathing coming from the other room; Sole is crying. I’m pacing and feel absolutely useless! I have to bite my fist to keep from sending everything on the dining room table right through the window.

Finally everything boiled over inside me, so I marched straight into Sole’s bedroom and picked them up from the bed, just loving the feeling of holding them in my arms. I press my face into their shoulder as hard as I can stand, and I let them sob into mine.

“I love you Sole. I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry this happened, and I wish I could do something to help. Oh my g- Sole. It-It’s gonna be okay. I promise. I promise.”

I pull back, grab their face, and kiss them hard, harder than I ever have before. I’m going to convince them everything will be alright, and then I’m going to make it that way. For Sole.

Hancock: “C-c’mon Sole, you’re killin’ me here. Just talk to me.” I pleaded. Hell, I’ve even begged. I understand Sole is grieving, but it’s been so long, and all I want is to hear their voice. Maybe it’s selfish, but, damn, I’d sell out Goodneighbor to hear them laugh again.

They’re giving me a hurt look, and now I feel awful, watching their eyes spill over with tears. Their mouth gapes open for a few seconds, but no words come out. I understand perfectly though; they’re trying to apologize: typical Sole.

“I’m sorry sunshine. Forget what I said okay, no need to apologize. You’re hurt, so take your time healing. Hey now, don’t cry sweetheart! Come here.”

I pull them into a hug because I know it comforts them. Not to brag or anything, but they even told me once that it makes them feel safe when I hold them, and I think feeling safe is what they need now more than anything. I’ll be sure to provide it for them in spades.

Piper: “Oh Blue, oh blue I’m so sorry.” I can’t believe it. Never hearing Blue talk again, ever. They don’t deserve something like this. All they’ve ever done for the Commonwealth is make it an easier place to live in, and how does it repay them? It takes their voice. Typical. Too bad no one, not even a great reporter like myself, can bring the cosmic forces of karma to justice.

“Well, at least if you had to be paired with someone, it’s the only person in the Commonwealth that can make up both sides of a conversation. Heh.” Sole gives me a half-hearted smile. “See! That’s the spirit! Glad to see you haven’t lost your sense of humor Sole.”

All joking aside, I am really proud of Sole and their un-crushable spirit, so I smile too, and lean forward to give Sole a quick kiss. “Love you Sole.”

Preston: Ever since Curie broke the news to Sole, I’ve been sitting here with them all day. They’re taking it really hard, and if I’m being honest… I am too. I loved hearing Sole wake me up in the morning with an “I love you,” and the way they laughed when Dogmeat played with the kids, and to know that I’ll never hear those things again…

No, I can’t think about that. Sole needs me now.

“You know I love you, right Sole? You’re gonna make it through this. You’re such a strong person, to make it out of the Vault, to lead the Minutemen. You’ll make it.” I squeezed them a bit harder to my side, reassuring them.

I feel their fingers lace together with mine, and I look over to kiss Sole on the lips. I intended for a sweet, simple kiss to comfort them, but Sole lingers, and I am more than happy to stay there with them. Whatever they need, I’m here, and I let them know that every day.

Dogmeat: Master hasn’t talked to me in a while, which is strange. They always tell me they love me when they pat my tummy, in that funny, squeaky voice. Now they just smile when they pet me, although sometimes they cry too. I can tell that something is wrong; dogs are good at that kind of thing, didn’tcha know? I don’t know what’s hurt my human so much, but I make sure to give them extra kisses and extra cuddles now. I think they need it, and I hope that they understand just how much I love them, even if they don’t say they love me back.

Codsworth: I know it doesn’t help much, but caretaking is what I was programmed to do. Today I’ve flitted to and fro about Sole after hearing the news about their… injury. In hindsight, perhaps keeping them home today to recuperate was not the best choice. All they’ve done is stew in their misery, and who can blame them?

“Sir/mum, I’m so sorry. I-I shouldn’t have kept you here today. Perhaps a day full of distractions was just what the doctor ordered.”

Sole looks at me with pity, hah! Me, pity! I should be giving them pity. How mysteriously this world does work.

“Don’t look so down sir/mum. Come on! I bet the local pub already has a drink poured for you!”

Ah, there’s that smile! I guess after 200 years I still haven’t lost my touch, and what better way to use it than to brighten up Sole’s day.

Strong: “Strong not understand why human stop talking. Seem stupid to Strong. How we communicate in battle when you no talk?”

Human gives me a funny look, not one Strong usually see on them.  Whatever. If human want to be quiet then Strong not care. Human tough enough without voice, can scare enemy with just looks.

anonymous asked:

Ugh, i'm like so shook from that episode. I mean everybody's shaken from Cas's death but there was also so much to talk about. Since the finale was about 2 hours long there were so many emotions. Like in Mary's head or everybody sacrificing theirselves, or hell, even that AU earth like this is too much information to handle at once but at least i can look forward to the gag reel

Yeah I’m still processing…this is shocking to me.

I will say that I really loved both episodes (though I believe 12x22 to be the superior one with regard to emotional depth) with the obvious caveat of Cas not being permadeath.

Cause yeah I don’t believe it. I’m not buying it for a second.

There’s so much to talk about, I can’t wait for the meta. I thought both Sam and Dean had some really powerful, emotional scenes and that this season finally signalled the end of their codependency for me. The real showstopper was Dean’s scene with Mary in her head though, because I am a Dean girl at heart and I cried my eyes out.

Crowley’s death was pretty poetic. He also had a great scene earlier where he finally admitted he hated being king of hell.

Rowena… I’m sincerely hoping she isn’t actually dead. But I’m not too sure on that…

If there weren’t rumours that J2M2 had been contracted for S13 then I actually would believe Crowley to be permadead but still wouldn’t believe it about Cas.

The nephilim has motive and means to bring Cas back. They wouldn’t build up Cas role in his upbringing so much only to then kill him off.

So yeah, I’m shook. And also not looking forward to a million people asking if Cas is really dead at jibcon (as if Misha is allowed to spoil any possible return of Cas)

#spn spoilers

Fire Emblem IF Conquest: Kamui’s Birthday Story Track 2

The idea of Charlotte and Flora being friends GIVES ME SO MUCH LIFE AHHHH. And WOW F!Kamui’s voice in here is super cute. 

This track was considerably easier since Odin and Niles weren’t here. Both of them have a bit of a slur when they talk, like most ‘rougher’ anime men and some women do. Xander and Leo are fairly articulate because of their royal upbringing, and Laslow… isn’t rough. 

DISCLAIMER: MY LISTENING COMPREHENSION IS WORSE THAN MY READING COMPREHENSION. But this time, I can’t blame Odin. 

Audio by @sahdmadhi HERE.

the ending of this one killed me XD

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Can you do a imagine where your with Nash but Matt is your best friend so you two are really close but Nash gets jealous

“Alright Matt it says you have to lick the person to your right’s cheek” you read out. You and Matt were doing a YouNow and told fans to tweet in dares while Nash was off working with Cameron their new movie. You were bored so you called you Matt to come over. “Dude what? You’re to my right!” He said with shock. “Yeah so?” You said with a questioning tone. “Nash is going to kill me for licking his girlfriend ” he said with a chuckle. You grinned widely. “Nah, he’s not the jealous type ” you said shaking your head. “Even if he was, there is no harm in doing a dare. ” you said. “Now, let’s go. I wanna do some more dates” you said bringing your face towards his. He sighed heavily. You squirmed your body as you felt his slimy tongue slide across your cheek. “Ugh! What the hell do you have on your face!?” He asked attempting to brush his cheek off with his jacket. You threw your head back as you laughed loudly, remembering you had just recently put some lotion on your face to help keep it clean, and even though it smelt like coconuts, you were sure it didn’t taste like that. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you but I’ve got lotion on my face” you said after wiping a few tears from your cheek. “Gross” Matt mumbled before looking at the screen. “Alright next dare!” He said looking at his phone. You both played for about another 10 minutes before Nash and Cameron both walked into the apartment looking absolutely exhausted. “Babe!!!” You yelled loudly jumping up from the spot on the floor you and Matt were at and running to nash. “Hey babe” he said leaning into to peck your lips but you moved away from him. He furrowed his eyebrows together as you nodded your head towards Matt. You were nodding towards the computer that was live for fans to see and start crap but unfortunately he thought you were talking about Matt who was looking directly at the two of you. “Wow” was all Nash said before removing his arm from you and making his way towards the kitchen. “Babe…” You dragged out, not noticing why he was upset. “I’m going to get in the shower. Chinese take out is on the counter” he spat out before storming past you. You sighed heavily before grabbing the food and walking over to where Matt was sitting, waiting patiently. “You hungry?” You asked as you pulled out the two to go boxes with your names written on it. “Its that a rhetorical question?” He asked before snatching the food from you. You giggled slightly before opening your box, the relieving smell of Chinese food hitting your nose. As you both continued with the dares, Nash had made it out of the shower. You could tell he was wanting your attention but was mad at you. Whenever he was mad and wanted your attention, he’d always find a way to be in your sight, bit would never speak a word to you. He would keep walking across from you guys, whether it was picking something off of the book shelf just to be back seconds later to put it back or he’d go somewhere but take the long way around the room just to be in your sight. Eventually you got annoyed and stood up, knowing you were going to have to talk to him. “I’ll be right back” you mumbled to Matt before making your way to yours and Nash’s shared bedroom. You stood at the door, watching as nash folded some clothes that were laying on his bed. You knocked on the door slightly, staring at him. “Yeah?” He asked not looking up, knowing it was you. “What’s wrong?” You asked walking towards him, wrapping your arms around his long toned torso. “Nothings wrong” he said with a shrug following. “Stop lying. I know you nash. And I know when there is something wrong. Now tell me” you argued back, leaning your head on his back. “Nothing’s wrong y/n” he tried to reassure but you weren’t falling for it. “Nash. I’m not leaving you until you tell me what’s wrong. ” you said removing yourself from his frame to shut the bedroom door before turning around, facing him with your arms crossed. He sighed before sitting down on the couch. “I’m sorry. I just….” He sighed heavily before pulling you in front of him, making you stand in between his legs, his head laying on your stomach as you ran your fingers through his hair. “Just what baby?” You asked in a gentle tone. “I just wanted to come home and cuddle with you, with me being so exhausted from from shooting the movie, but I can home to you all into Matt and I don’t know, I guess I wanted you to only focus on me and not Matt… I know it sounds stupid” he said lowing his head. You giggled before straddling his waist. “No its not stupid. I’d feel the same way if you had Madison or someone over and gave them more attention than me. But if you really feel that way, I’ll finish our dare game short and come in here with you” you said kissing his check, still running your fingers threw his hair knowing it relaxes him. “It’d be really appreciated ” he said with a sly grin. “Alright I’ll be right back” you said standing up but before you could move an inch from him he grabbed your arm, stopping your movements. “Woah woah, not before I get my kiss” he said. You smiled widely before leaning down, pressing your lips to his gently. “Love you” he mumbled as you pulled away. “I love you too” you said before making your way out of the bedroom. “Hey guys I love you all, but Nash doesn’t feel so good so I’m going to go baby him so he can get on twitter later and maybe join me and Matt later for some dare games! You exclaimed before blowing a kiss towards the screen. "See you in a couple of hours Matt” you said before making your way back towards the room. When you walked in, Nash already was in just his boxers, under the covers. “Come cuddle” he said lifting the blanket for you. You flicked the light switch off before cuddling into Nash’s chest, closing your eyes. You felt him kiss your forehead before he quickly drifted off to sleep.

righteousman  asked:

i give a fuck about u. like. a big fuck. and i don't take fucks lightly. u hear me?? i love u. to hell with self doubt, dammit! i give a big ol' fuck about u. so take care of urself okay??? just be ok. i'll be here. we'll all be here. except for the porn blogs, they're kind of looking for a different kind of fuck. never mind that, though. i love u. i give The Fucks about u and ur lovely blog. be safe, ray. ily

ugh u are being way too nice. thank you. i love u. 

A Twisted Surprise

Genre: Fluff/humor 

Word count: 1,200 

Warnings: Pretty standard swearing. 

Disclaimer: The following is a completely and utterly fictitious account of an imaginary situation for recreational use only. Not intended as a substitute for imagining others complexly. Please idolize responsibly. 

Summary: It’s all fun and games until someone’s honor is on the line.

“Phiiiiil,” Dan whined, his muscles trembling from being held in the same position for so long. “Your butt is touching my butt!”

“Shut up!” Phil giggled, making no effort to change his position on the mat. “I can’t help it! I almost fell over twice already.”

“You could’ve stepped on the other yellow, y’know,” Dan complained.

“Left hand blue!” Jack Howard called.

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What You Need

Originally posted by markjin

“You fall in love with the most unexpected person at the most unexpected time”

Summary: It’s all fun and games until someone’s feeling get’s involved. Bambam known as the coolest kid in school made a bet to make the most unattractive girl into the it girl, the new popular girl. Will it happen? Will he succeed? Will she find out? Will feelings be developed between them too?

Swearing Involved

Previous Parts:

Part 1 //

Part 2 is here~

More Parts:

Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6 // Part 7 // Part 8 // Part 9 // Part 10 //

Masterlist

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I walked in the covent store and looked around. Jinyoung’s stupid plan. I looked around and grabbed random snacks, snacks that I probably weren’t even going to eat. I glanced at the register and find Y/N reading a book. I look like a stalker here trying to get her to agree to hang out with me. I swallowed my pride and walked my way to the register. I set down the items in front of Y/N and as soon as she closes her books she looks down at the item. Does she not see me standing right in front of her?

“Hello, wel-” before she could continue she looked up at me and she looked annoyed.

“What are you doing here?”

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EXO Reaction to you asking them for sex.

Kai - “Hell yes we can, get over here.” 

Sehun - Not even shocked, “Uh yes, we sure can do it right now, leggo”.

Chen - “Come here and sit on my lap, you have to undress yourself though, I’ll just sit here and watch”.

Suho - *gives you the too the bedroom eyes look*

Chanyeol - “Sure, to the bedroom we go or is the kitchen just as sexy?”

Lay - *giggles to himself for 15 seconds*…. “lets do this”.

Luhan - “like right now?? okay that sounds like a good idea”.

Kris - “What right now? ugh I mean hell yes, lets go now!”

Tao - “Sure thing, I got new tricks I want to try out”. 

D.O - “Wait like now?”
Y/N - “yes now”
D.O - “but the guys will be here soon, umm we can make time..okay lets go…wait…no…okay lets go”. 

Baekhyun - *bit blushy* “haha okay, thats sounds like a good plan”.

Xiumin - “Well then jagi, get on your hands and knees for daddy”.
I’m sorry.

ALL REACTIONS

LIAM HAD NO RIGHT TO DO THAT TO SCOTT

1. He did it to try and save his girlfriend Hayden, who he had only been dating for like two whole seconds and who hated him prior to all this.

2. He tried to kill Scott to take his power, Scott was the one who saved Liam’s punk ass when he was about to die.

3. Scott had already explained to Liam that Hayden most likely would’ve of died if he bit her, so there was no point on making Hayden go through the pain of her body rejecting the bite.

3. I know Liam was under the influence of the Super Moon (THAT REALLY IS A STUPID NAME FOR IT) but he didn’t have to try and kill Scott, even before the moon took effect Liam was already planning on killing Scott to get his powers anyway, so my ass it was all the stupid moons fault.

4. After Mason came in and told Liam Hayden was dead, did he look remorseful for what he did to Scott, even for a second. NO HE DID NOT! No instead he ran off without another look at a bleeding Scott.

5. Who wants to bet that Liam won’t even apologise to Scott, and if he does he won’t mean it. And seeing as though Scott is so sweet he probably won’t go looking for an apology, another reason why Scott didn’t deserve that, especially from one of his Beta’s.

UGH, I AM SO SICK OF PEOPLE TREATING SCOTT, OUR MIGHTY TRUE ALPHA, LIKE TRASH AND DISRESPECTING HIM, HE’S BEEN PUT THROUGH HELL AND MISERY, ALL HE’S TRYING TO DO IS HELP PEOPLE. SO IF YOU’RE ON THE ‘SUPPORT LIAM’ AND ‘ANTI SCOTT’ TRAINS, PLEASE DO ME A FAVOUR AND STOP FOLLOWING ME!!!

山から海へ!箱学三年、夏のある日
弱虫ペダル

Thanks to @shemumbledsomething for sharing this with me for translating! This is the drama CD that can be obtained by buying anime BD&DVD volumes 4-7 from Animate.
Unfortunately (or fortunately in Makishima and Imaizumi’s case) it is not a continuation of the previous drama CD.

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FUKUTOMI: TV Anime “Yowamushi Pedal.”
SHINKAI: Animate version drama CD.
ARAKITA: Volume two.
TOUDOU: “From Mountain to Sea. Hakogaku’s Third-Years On One Summer Day.”

ARAKITA: Man, it’s hot… We’ve been riding since early this morning and we still aren’t there yet? Hey Toudou, how much further do we have to go?! We’re pretty far from Hakone by now!
TOUDOU: Wahahaha, have you reached your limit already, Arakita? In-High is coming soon, don’t be pathetic.
ARAKITA: Fucking say that again, you little…!
FUKUTOMI: Pipe down, Arakita.
SHINKAI: That’s right. It’s Jinpachi who thought up today’s training menu.
TOUDOU: You’ll see what we do once we get there!

x x x

TOUDOU: Whoaaa! Look, everyone! It’s the ocean!
FUKUTOMI: Oh, the ocean…… It’s blue.
SHINKAI: Yeah. It is the ocean, after all.
ARAKITA: It’s the ocean, so what?
TOUDOU: Wahahaha! Well, the ocean is vast and huge! Plus, it gleams magnificently! Like me! Look at how brightly it sparkles!
SHINKAI: Yeah. The sun is reflecting off of it, after all.
TOUDOU: Oy, Shinkai, it’s the ocean! The ocean! Be more excited about it! [sighs dramatically] I… will become the god of the Pacific Ocean–
ARAKITA: [hits TOUDOU] SHUT THE FUCK UP. Are you a fucking kid or something? Quit getting all excited over a stupid ocean! Take us to the place where we’re gonna practice already.
TOUDOU: Hehe. To tell you the truth… we’ll be practicing right here!
ARAKITA: Ah?! Here?! What’s the meaning of this, Fuku-chan?!
FUKUTOMI: I don’t know the details. I left Toudou to take care of everything.
ARAKITA: Aaah?! Are we gonna be okay? It’s before In-High!
TOUDOU: Don’t worry about it! Let’s all change into our swimsuits now!

x x x

TOUDOU: Hmm? Ohhh, Arakita-san? After all that’s said and done, I see that you’ve prepared and brought a swimsuit with you!
ARAKITA: Shut up! Fuku-chan told me to bring it.
TOUDOU: And you, Shinkai, brought goggles! Good boy!
SHINKAI: By the way, Juichi… isn’t that…?
ARAKITA/TOUDOU: Competitive swimwear?!
ARAKITA: It’s a bit too much for wearing at the beach, don’t you think?
FUKUTOMI: This is the only swimsuit that I have.
ARAKITA: Are you serious?
SHINKAI: I didn’t know this until now…
TOUDOU: Gentlemen, Fuku’s swimsuit is all well and good, but haven’t you noticed something else?
ARAKITA: Ah? Noticed what?
TOUDOU: Hehehe, look! This hairband! I bought a brand new one just for today–
ARAKITA: NO ONE FUCKING CARES.

x x x

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april-rainmay-blossom  asked:

if you're still taking prompts; "little mermaid AU abemiha with mermaid Mihashi and fisherman Abe" Mihashi traded his voice for legs to meet his childhood love. He can't speak but when he does, it turns to stutters that Abe has no patience for. He didn't know that Abe is a fisherman and he's uncomfortable with seeing the fish markets. I'm sorry, this AU helps me sleep well and I need someone to talk to about it.

Can i just say…. THANK YOU SO MUCH. I LIVE AND BREATHE FOR FAIRY TALE AUS. OH MY LORD. THEYRE THE BEST. ALSO, YOU’RE A GENIUS. I’M IN LOVE WITH MERMAID MIHASHI OH MY GOD


at the edge of the ocean (we can start over again)


     Mihashi looked around the deserted beach, the sand digging into his brand-new feet. The rising sun made a painting of the oceans, the oranges and reds and pinks mixing and mingling and making Mihashi sigh wistfully for his home. As the sun slowly grew higher in the sky, Mihashi clenched his fists and set back his shoulders. He was ready to go, ready to find him.

     Turning around, he came face to face with, quite conveniently, the very man he was looking for.

     “What the fuck?”

     Oh. Well. That wasn’t quite the reaction he was expecting.

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Jealously - Dylan Sprayberry

-Request: Can you do one where you’re Sprayberry’s gf and you guys are watching 5x20 of teen wolf and you don’t like layden and he finds it cute because you’re all jealous so the reader denies it and gushes over theo and gets sad about him “dying”. Sorry if that’s too detailed.

 -Warnings: none

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It was Tuesday and I was excited to watch Teen Wolf plus, it was the season finale.
“Hey babe, do you wanna come over tonight?”, my boyfriend Dylan texted.
He knew that I loved watching the show and I loved it even more when I was with him.
“Of course”, I replied.
“I will pick you up at 8”. 

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“Oh no. It’s the finale”, I got a blanket and cuddled up next to Dylan on his couch.
He had our favourite snacks set up on the table.
“It’s intense, can’t wait to see how it turned out to be”.
The episode started and I was in so many feels. It really was intense and good.
“Yay. Hayden is dying”, I got excited when I saw her in the clinic.
“Not really”, spoiled Dylan.
“Ugh no. I don’t like Layden”, I shrugged as the scene of her revealing herself as a  beta and kissing Liam appeared.
“Babe, are you jealous?”, he laughed.
“No, what the hell?”, I gave him a weird look and took a sip out of my Coke.
Of course I was jealous, I really didn’t like seeing my boyfriend kiss another girl even though it was all acting. But I didn’t wanna seem like the psychotic girlfriend who goes insane over these things so I denied it.
“Aww, you’re so cute”, he grabbed my face and kissed me and he couldn’t stop smiling and saying how cute it was because I was getting jealous over this.
“Oh my god no!”, I was in shock. “No no no. Why did they do this to Theo. This is so sad.” I tried to change the Layden topic.
“Everyone hated Theo anyways”, Dyaln said.
“Not me”.
“How come?”, he raised an eyebrow.
“Villains are always my favourite characters. Plus he’s cute”, I giggled.
“Layden is cuter”, he joked.
“Shut up!”, I hit him teasingly and we started laughing none stop.
“I love you (Y/N), and only you. Know this”, he kissed my forehead and I blushed.
“I love you too”.

guh I’ve been looking at these so long I can’t tell if I got any resemblance at all. though I was right and his face is all calligraphic waves like a ribbon blowing in the breeze that kind of line how strange because he’s so craggy looking

anyway some sketches of Jack ‘Sad Panda’ Robinson for more practice drawing noses which by the way what the hell is going on with his if I drew that nose on a character out of my head I’d be like no that’s not right at all that’s just weird

I was watching The Hobbit and thinking about dwarves and having spent my whole day working with goats, I suddenly realized something. Goats are the dwarves of animal kingdom. I’m not fucking kidding. I have proof:

1. Goats are ruminants, but considerably smaller than most others, like graceful deer or majestic moose. They are squat, often sturdy, hairy and even though they don’t look like it, very agile.

2. Both males and females have a beard, and both are equally fierce if needed.

3. Love mountains and rocky places, can climb awesomely and can work amazingly hard.

4. Are stubborn as hell. They look down on anything that isn’t a goat. They do not fear beings that are bigger than they are.

5. Strong family ties, suspicious of outsiders.

6. Cute as hell.