wash your car

“We both tried to grab at the last copy of that desired book at the same time and had a tug of war.” (from this post)

Sterek ficlet, T, ~1.6k words. Basically, I was going to just do a tiny little drabble as a warm-up for working on one of my WIPs, and then I was having too much fun with it to stop.

(Btw, if you couldn’t tell, I totally made up the book series in question. Any resemblance to any actual book is completely coincidental.) 

It’s definitely some kind of torture that on the day the seventh and final Path of Wolves novel comes out, Stiles still has to go to school like it’s not the most important day of the year or anything.

And okay, so it’s not like anyone else in Beacon Hills has even heard of these books except Scott, and then only because Stiles can’t shut up about them, but still. Stiles spends the entire day practically vibrating out of his skin with the anticipation. He’s pretty sure he hasn’t taken in a word any of his teachers has said today. The only reason he doesn’t try to make a break for it during lunch is that he can’t afford another detention on his record, and even so, he’s still sorely, sorely tempted to risk it. In the end, he has to get Lydia to hide his car keys from him.

(He was going to ask Scott to do it, but Scott would have caved as soon as Stiles started begging, and Stiles is definitely not above begging, so Lydia it is.)

The instant the final bell rings, though, Stiles is out of there, flying across the parking lot and gunning the Jeep. The bookstore probably only ordered a few copies, and if Stiles isn’t holding one of them by the time he leaves, somebody’s about to get murdered.

Not that he actually expects any competition, but it’s better not to let these things go to chance. He already messed up once by procrastinating on pre-ordering until they were sold out; he didn’t think it was possible for a Path of Wolves novel to be sold out. He was wrong, and now he’s paying for it by having to physically go to the bookstore to get it.

Either Stiles vastly overestimated how many copies the store was going to order, or else he vastly underestimated how many people in Beacon Hills read these books, because when he skids to a stop in front of the New Releases shelf, there’s only one copy left. One beautiful, perfect hardcover copy.

Lucky for him, one copy is enough.

Except that when he grabs ahold of it, someone else does, too.

For a long second, Stiles can’t even believe what he’s seeing. Another hand, on his book. Another hand that’s not letting go, even though Stiles has already clearly and unambiguously grabbed it by the spine and isn’t letting go, either.

Stiles turns his head incredulously to get a look at this usurper, and it’s Derek Hale. As in, made-of-muscles, leather-wearing lacrosse captain Derek Hale.

Until this moment, Stiles wasn’t even sure Derek could read, and now he’s trying to steal Stiles’ obscure eight-hundred-page fantasy novel. What.

Keep reading


The point is that all these people out here, looting, robbing, killing, they’re the people who wash your car, who pour your coffee, who take out your trash. And what happened the moment the lights went out? People showed their true faces. They showed how quickly they want to open up your rich boy veins and bathe in your blue blood. That is the point. That’s not true. There are good people in Gotham. Like who? The sheep who lock their doors and crawl under their beds? Face it, kid. Gotham has no heroes.

gotham sentence starters ( s3ep14.)

( !!! SPOILER ALERT !!! for those who haven’t watched this episode yet.)

  • “ get those freaks in the cages!”
  • “ we need to find ___”
  • “ let go off me!”
  • “ what about you, huh? you know where ___ is? where is s/he?!”
  • “ look around! s/he’s everywhere!”
  • “ get down!”
  • “ are you all right? tell me you’re all right.”
  • “ i’m fine.”
  • “ where are they? who dared to think they could lay their hands on you?!”
  • “ i’m alone.”
  • “ oh, you escaped. you did. didn’t you, you rascal?”
  • “ did you bring anyone else?”
  • “ just wondering if i was gonna have to reload.”
  • “ i don’t understand.”
  • “ i know. that’s been half the fun.”
  • “ i’m sorry, i- i… what is happening? i…”
  • “ you weren’t kidnapped?”
  • “ recognize it? oh, why should you? i doubt you did the deed yourself.”
  • “ i know it was you.”
  • “ ___ was my everything and you took her/him from me.“
  • “ now i’ve taken everything from you. well, almost everything. you still have your life.”
  • “ if the situation worsens we may be forced to step in.”
  • “ the city will bend long before it breaks.”
  • “ your faith in ___ is touching. and possibly dangerous.”
  • “ lights aren’t coming back tonight. tomorrow, if we’re lucky.”
  • “ this thing just keeps getting bigger.”
  • “ that might actually be good news.”
  • “ maybe we can limit this to a single bad night.”
  • “ how the hell are we supposed to find __ out there?!”
  • “ the city’s one giant dumpster fire!”
  • “ you’re not one to miss out on all the fun, so what do you want?”
  • “ how the hell should i know? i didn’t talk to him/her.”
  • “ but… my father appeared to me… i saw him.”
  • “ no. you saw a man that i met in ___ that does killer impersonations.”
  • “ you see, how do i put this…? ghosts aren’t real!”
  • “ my father’s remains… you stole them from his grave?”
  • “ don’t worry. s/he’s at peace now..”
  • “ i gently placed his/her remains inside a dumpster behind a chinese restaurant.”
  • “ you were angry. i understand. i even forgive you, but-but killing me is not the way.”
  • “ so you admit you killed ___?”
  • “ fine. is that what you want? i confess.”
  • “ i had him/her killed. but guess what: you should thank me! because we both know what would’ve happened if i hadn’t!”
  • “ i could’ve lived a life with the wo/man i loved! i could’ve been happy.”
  • “ you would’ve killed her/him, just like you did the other one!”
  • “ you couldn’t have helped it! and afterward you would’ve hated yourself.”
  • “ well, we’ll never know, will we.”
  • “ i did it for love… i did it because i love you. you should know that.”
  • “ shut up!”
  • “ love is about sacrifice. it’s about putting someone else’s needs and happiness before your own.”
  • “ ’cause the truth is you would sacrifice anyone to save your own neck. even me.”
  • “ when the ice melts, the chain comes loose, the vat of acid tips… you get the idea.”
  • “ please…! no, please… i can change.”
  • “ say you’re right. say you’re right, i… the fact that i love you proves that i can change. just give me a chance.”
  • “ you know as well as i that a man facing death will say anything to save his skin, and you won’t change. because you can’t.”
  • “ i was going to have you say hello to ___, but i think you are going to a very different place.”
  • “ what do you want?”
  • “ i’ll light these candles.”
  • “ i’ll nip downstairs and see if there’s any life left in that old generator.”
  • “ who’s calling at this hour?”
  • “ my, my. hmm. look how big you’ve gotten.”
  • “ are you okay?”
  • “ i’ll be fine, i’ll be fine.”
  • “ nice place you got here. you rent?”
  • “ what do you want?”
  • “ teenagers, am i right?”
  • “ oh, i remember those days. so many exciting new emotions flowing through ya, wanting to kill everyone you saw. aw…”
  • “ you know, i will never understand rich people’s tastes.”
  • “ it’s worthless. i keep it for sentimental reasons.”
  • “ nice try.”
  • “ oh, it’s got some heft to it. expensive, i’m guessing. would be such a shame if i– huh. tougher than i figured.”
  • “ aah! bloody hell!”
  • “ i asked you what you want.”
  • “ sorry. the old noodle’s still a little al dente post-thaw.”
  • “ the reason i’m here is i’m gonna kill you.”
  • “ well, it’s the last thing i remember wanting to do. it’s been nagging at me since i woke up.”
  • “ the idea of slitting that pretty, pink throat of yours. figure that’d clear the decks. what do you think, huh?”
  • “ i remember that night. you were quite the showman.”
  • “ thank you, always nice to be appreciated.”
  • “ and you’re just going to kill me here? that’s kind of disappointing.”
  • “ what do you mean?”
  • “ after all the buildup, killing me here it just doesn’t show a lot of…”
  • “ go on boy/girl, spit it out, i can take it.”
  • “ killing me should mean something, and you’re telling me no one’s going to see it?”
  • “ you’re saying i need an audience? oh… look. i know you’re just trying to buy time so you can escape. but your point is still valid.”
  • “ kill him/her.”
  • “ this is what you’ve been training for.”
  • “ you’re gonna be all right on your own.”
  • “ i will see you again.”
  • “ strangely intimate. come on.”
  • “ try not to get any blood on the couch. i might come back for that.”
  • “ help! somebody help me! help!”
  • “ over here! oh, thank god… there’s not much time. cut me loose! hurry!”
  • “ you look familiar.”
  • “ free me, and i promise there’ll be a handsome reward.”
  • “ yes! now stop standing there and get me out of here!”
  • “ i- i don’t know… what did you do?”
  • “ ah, i’m gonna die here listening to this moron.”
  • “ just cut the ropes! hurry!”
  • “ fine! come on, then. what are you waiting for?”
  • “ you in a rush to die?”
  • “ who’s gonna kill him/her? who’s gonna do it?”
  • “ come on in, sunshine. don’t be shy. your mother wasn’t. chop-chop!”
  • “ who are you talking to?”
  • “ well, we’re off to a good start. what d’ya say? wanna have some fun before the main event?”
  • “ i’d be proud if i wasn’t so bloody terrified.”
  • “ gotta be honest, you don’t make the world’s funniest clown.”
  • “ but… we can fix that. let’s turn that frown upside-down.”
  • “ ah, shut up, you big baby.”
  • “ we have to find ___ and kill him/her.”
  • “ looks like i’m not the only one trying to kill that guy/gal.”
  • “ i’m sorry, what? speak up.”
  • “ what are you doing in my house?”
  • “ oh, i heard you. i’m just surprised you knew the word!”
  • “ speaking of words, any last ones?”
  • “ i don’t work for ___.”
  • “ stop pretending that you’re anything but muscle! yes, you used to be someone, but those days are past!”
  • “ remember when i put a knife in your mom’s back? that was awful, wasn’t it? you never did anything about it.”
  • “ nahh… you had your chance to kill me.”
  • “ stop turning us against each other.”
  • “ oh, if you think i’m going anywhere with you…”
  • “ you realize you have to carry him now?”
  • “ is there a plan for all this madness?”
  • “ these people don’t want a plan, they want an excuse.”
  • “ all they want is someone to tell them: do it. kill them, it doesn’t matter. it doesn’t.”
  • “ ooh, i love this game!”
  • “ you won’t get away with it.”
  • “ already did. now shush. i need to concentrate.”
  • “ so what’s the point?”
  • “ the point is that all these people out here, looting, robbing, killing, they’re the people who wash your car, who pour your coffee, who take out your trash.”
  • “ and what happened the moment the lights went out? they showed their true faces.”
  • “ that’s not true. there are good people in ___.”
  • “ face it kid, there are no heroes.”
  • “ hey, hey! foul! s/he pushed me, did you see that?”
  • “ you want to kill someone? let’s get on with it, come on!”
  • “ you’re so boring, ___.”
  • “ did that hurt?”
  • “ all right. enough dilly-dally. to the main event.”
  • “ where the hell is our backup?”
  • “ yeah, but we can’t wait, mate.”
  • “ hear ye, hear ye, gather around! the show is about to begin.”
  • “ well, i think we can all agree that tonight was a rousing success.”
  • “ we brought this miserable city to it’s knees.”
  • “ well, so what do you say? shall we end the night with a bang? or better yet, a boom?”
  • “ what’s next? death by a thousand cuts, very poetic. i like it.”
  • “ this is very important: whatever you do, please, definitely try this at home. preferably on a family member.”
  • “ you ready, partner?”
  • “ you’re just in time for the big finish!”
  • “ i suppose i underestimated you.”
  • “ it’s the curse of great beauty.”
  • “ honestly, wasn’t too hard.”
  • “ and brother, did you ever take the bait.”
  • “ well, i hope you’re happy at the head of the table.”
  • “ you know, i think of it as a limited partnership that needs dissolving.”
  • “ oh, ___. where are you, boy/girl? come on out, boy/girl. i won’t hurt ya.”
  • “ you ruined my show. hiding’s just gonna make things worse.”
  • “ i didn’t come here to hide. i wanted you to follow me.”
  • “ you’re going to pay for what you’ve done.”
  • “ why don’t you call him?”
  • “ it is our time to rule.”
  • “ you understand if i feel compelled to refuse?”
  • “ i’d do it in three.”
  • “ give up ___, save your own ass. live to love another day. hey?”
  • “ what’s going on? you have a weird look on your face. like, weirder than normal.”
  • “ you’re right. i should want him/her dead.”
  • “ should? you loved him/her, and s/he betrayed you.”
  • “ so you’d rather die than give up the wo/man that tried to kill you?”
  • “ i would! isn’t that crazy?”
  • “ guess you’re not as smart as you thought you were.”
  • “ you’re in this together. but why?”
  • “ because i didn’t want to just take what you had. i wanted to take what you believed. i wanted you to die, knowing that you were incapable of loving another person.”
  • “ but i can! i just proved that, right? does that mean i passed?”
  • “ i… don’t know what it means.”
  • “ i have to tell ya, this is way more fun than i was expecting.”
  • “ we make a good team, you and me.”
  • “ is that what this is about? yeesh…”
  • “ this is about doing what’s right.”
  • “ you wanna be a hero? tell you what, buddy… i’ll give you a fighting chance.”
  • “ let’s do this mano y mano, my little conquistador.”
  • “ what kind of hero tackles someone from behind?!”
  • “ let it out! that’s it, that’s it. let it out! do it.”
  • “ i thought you were dead.”
  • “ can’t get rid off me that easily, can you, mate?”
  • “ behind you!”
  • “ you wish i would’ve shot him?”
  • “ at least you get to say you punched a man’s face off, that’s something, right?”
  • “ come on, let me buy you breakfast.”
  • “ well, gotta say. the clown make-up was way more terrifying than the damage underneath.”
  • “ did i ever tell you that i don’t like clowns?”
  • “ in a couple of days, you’ll be back to your old self, i guarantee it.”
  • “ you ready to tell me what happened?”
  • “ i almost killed him/her.”
  • “ ah, but you didn’t, now, did you? you controlled your anger.”
  • “ it wasn’t just anger.”
  • “ the idea of killing him felt like… it felt like justice.”
  • “ there’s a very fine line between justice and vengeance.”
  • “ i knew where the line was tonight. i didn’t cross it.”
  • “ if you keep going, you’re gonna need rules. rules you cannot and you will not break. never mind what the reason, never mind what the circumstance.”
  • “ i will not kill.”
  • “ tonight was close.”
  • “ soon we will act, and you will be called upon. are you prepared?”
  • “ never fear. you are only part of the plan.”
  • “ are you sure about this?”
  • “ hello, ___. it’s been a long time.”
  • “ i love you.”
  • “ you need to listen to me when i tell you by doing this, it will change you.”
  • “ i’ve killed before.”
  • “ you need me, just as i need you! you cannot have one without another.”
  • “ you can’t talk your way out of this!”
  • “ i’ve wanted you to suffer as i suffered!”
  • “ when i met you, you were a nervous, jittery loser. you were nothing! i created you, and i am the only one in the world who truly sees you as you are. who you can still become.”
  • “ you can’t do this…! are you listening to me?”
  • “ i’m listening.”
  • “ say something.”
  • Bruce: So what's the point?
  • Jerome: The point is that all these people out here, looting, robbing, killing, they're the people who wash your car, who pour your coffee, who take out your trash. And what happened the moment the lights went out? They showed their true faces. They showed how quickly they want to open up your rich boy veins and bathe in your blue blood. That... is the point.
  • Bruce: That's not true. There are good people in Gotham.
  • Jerome: (laughing) Like who? The sheep who lock their doors and crawl under their beds? Face it, kid, Gotham has no heroes.
Overwatch Anniversary Masterlist

Name - skin (if applicable) - emote - spray - voice line 1 ; voice line 2

Ana - Dance - Ace of Hearts - Follow me ; The adults are talking

Bastion - Dune Buggy - Robo Boogie ; Ten of Clubs ; Bew-woo bew-woo ; Doo dun dun woo

D.Va - Cruiser - Dance - Ten of Hearts - Level up! ; No way

Genji - Sentai - Dance - Jack of Clubs - I’m not impressed ; You seem nice

Hanzo - Cyberninja - Fisherman Dance - King of Diamonds - An error in judgement ; Just so

Junkrat - Running Rat - Joker - Dipstick ; Oops… dropped something

Lucio - Jazzy - Smooth - Jack of Diamonds - Everyone gets their +1 ; Have some Lucio-Oh’s!

McCree - Line Dance - Jack of Spades - Buckle up ; Next round’s on me

Mei - Beekeeper - Sunny Dance - Ten of Diamonds - I was only trying to help ; So mean! Honestly…

Mercy - Hustle - Queen of Clubs - Questionable judgement ; You’re welcome

Orisa - Dance - Nine of Spades - Satisfied with protection ; Your compliance

Pharah - Bedovin - Rocket Guitar - Queen of Diamonds - Fly casual ; Try me

Reaper - Dance - Ace of Clubs - I’ll see you in hell ; No one left behind

Reinhardt - Sweethardt - King of Hearts - Beer! ; Honor! Justice! Reinhardt!

Roadhog - Dance - Joker - I’m going hog wild! ; I don’t like talkers

Soldier: 76 - Cyborg: 76 - Dance - Ace of Spades - I’m not your father ; You’re the boss

Sombra - Dance - Queen of Spades - I need a drink ; Were you done talking?

Symmetra - Oasis - Dance - Nine of Diamonds - Setting up the car wash ; Your mind works

Torbjorn - Dance - King of Clubs - Trust me ; Hear me, baby?

Tracer - Graffiti - Charleston - Ace of Diamonds - Did I miss something? ; Too slow!

Widowmaker - Ballet - Queen of Hearts - Sorry ; What a bore

Winston - Dance - Jack of Hearts - It’s my time to shine! ; Oh yeah!

Zarya - Cyberian - Dance - Ten of Spades - Is that all? ; Peace through firepower

Zenyatta - Dance - King of Spades - Existence is mysterious ; How disappointing


It seems that everyone is enjoying the game.

However, as much fun as you are all having - I must advise you to play responsibly:

  • Do not play UNDERTALE past your bed time.
  • Please complete your homework before you play.
  • Do not play for too long. Though, I can hardly imagine someone playing for more than fifteen minutes at a time…
  • You are getting something to eat, are you not? Are you cold? I have a blanket here. It is patterned with little snails.
  • remmeber to wash your car before every meal

Disregard that. Please contact me if there is any further confusion.

Just So You Know

Originally posted by sweetpea9873

Pairing: SamxReader, Deanxfriend!reader
Word count: 857
Warnings: None
Author: Brittiny
Request: Anonymous. Hi! Okay so I’ve never requested anything before, and I hope yours are open. I was listening to Just so you know by Jesse mccartney (dont judge lmao) but it gave me an idea for a fic. The reader is dating one of the brothers, but the other one secretly has feelings for her. Maybe one of you guys could write something based off it?

Part 1 of Stuck in the Middle

Dean watched as Sam wrapped his arms around you, your back to his chest. He lifted you up, making you laugh. You and Sam were washing your car, but that had been forgotten for a water fight. Your pink tank top stuck to your body, your denim shorts showing of your well toned legs. Once Sam put you down, you ran for the hose, turning it on the tall hunter. He could just hear your laughter from where he was standing. His heart broke.

He knew that he shouldn’t be in love with his brother’s girlfriend. He knew that he shouldn’t look at you the way that he did. He couldn’t help it, though. He’d tried to push it down, to ignore it. Then you’d walk into a room, smiling. Your smile could light up any room. Your eyes sparkled when you laughed, a sound that was like music to his ears. You were the most beautiful woman he had ever met- inside and out.

Sighing, he turned and walked away. He needed a distraction. Dean walked through the front door of the bunker, letting it slam shut behind him. Maybe he’d be lucky and he’d find a hunt. Or he’d go to the bar. Anything to see everything that made him love you more.

As he was walking out of his room, shoving his wallet in his back pocket, you were walking out of the bathroom. Your wet hair hung around your face in messy waves. Your towel was all that hid you from his view. Hearing his foot steps, you smiled at him. “Headed out?” You asked.

He licked his lips. “Yeah, gonna go to the bar.” He shrugged. It wasn’t like it was out of character for him.

“Can we come?” You asked, hopeful. “I mean, we can meet you there. You’re all ready to go. We can get ready and meet you there?”

His heart clenched. He wanted to say no. He wanted to be away from you. “Yeah, sure. I can wait. Might as well carpool.” He smiled at you.

You pecked his cheek. “Thanks, Dean. I’ll try to be quick!” You hurried down the hall to the room that you shared with Sam. He sighed, running his hand over his face before making his way to the living room. Kicking his feet up, he put his arms on the back of the couch and let his head fall back.

Twenty minutes later you found him and chuckled. “Dean?” You weren’t sure if he was sleeping. When he opened his eyes to look at you, he swallowed. You were wearing a pair of skin tight, low rise jeans, your black v-neck shirt ending just at your belly button, showing the small piece of jewelry. You’d left your hair down, and did very little in terms of make up. “Ready to go?” You asked, turning your head as you heard Sam walk up behind you.

“Uh, yeah.” He shook his head, snapping himself out of it. It took all his strength not to groan when you turned to walk out. He hoped to God that he met someone tonight.

At the bar, he watched you from the table the three of you had found. You were getting more shots, and laughing with the bartender. He knew that Sam wouldn’t care, you were a friendly person. He trusted you more than everyone except maybe Dean. He watched as you downed a shot, thanking the bartender before moving back to the table. You handed the boys their shots and took your own. “He was nice.” You smiled, licking your perfect lips. “He’s working two jobs to help his mom.” You explained. He never understood how you got people to just spill their life to you. People just…saw the good in you.

“Did he say why?” Sam asked once he had downed his shot.

“Yeah, after his dad died, she got really depressed. And then her health declined. She just wasn’t herself anymore. So, he moved back home, and took over the breadwinner part. He said he gets his ten year old on the weekends, so his mom has been improving.” You shrugged.

Dean blinked. “You were over there like…five minutes, and he just told you all that?” He asked.

You chuckled. “I asked him how he was, and how his night was going. He said he was a bit tired, because he works two jobs. I asked why, and he explained.” He nodded, still amazed. Hearing one of your favorite songs come on, you grabbed Sam’s hand. “Come on, babe!” You giggled, pulling him to the dance floor. You moved your hips, Sam’s hands gripping them. Dean tried not to stare as your ass rubbed against his brother, or how his brother kissed your neck, making your eyes clothes.

He got up and walked over to the bar, ordering another shot. A woman across the way caught his eye. She looked a lot like you. Downing his shot, he made his way to her. He had to get you out of his system. If a look alike was the way to go, he’d do it.

Yard Work

Request: Oh my god make an imagine when it’s father shawn, he’s doing yard work, lifting stuff on a latter or something and his muscles 😫 and he shows his like 5 year old son about j-bone 😍

You sorted through the pile of laundry on the bed, and you sighed. You and Shawn had just gotten back from a little weekend away, and you had some laungry to do. Shawn was outside, working on getting the yeard cleaned up, and cutting the grass. You walked into the laundry room with the basket of clothing, and loaded the washer, when you heard soft footfalls coming towards you. “Can you make lunch?” Your son asked, fiddling with the hem of his shirt.

Chuckling, you nodded, walking down the hall to the kitchen, witih your son following. You opened the window in front of the sink, and yelled your husband’s name to get his attention. “Do you want some lunch?”

Shawn nodded, and you gave him a thumbs up, and you got to work making some chicken salads, with your son watching you. “Hey, bud!” Shawn came inside and pressed a kiss to your cheek, and ruffled his son’s hair. “What did you do all morning?” He asked, sitting at the table.

“Well,” Your son began, telling Shawn all of what he did that morning, which consisted of mostly just playing with the dinosaur figurines that Shawn’s parents had gotten him.  

You placed two plates in front of your boys, and smiled, sitting across from Shawn. “Are you gonna wash the Jeep?” You asked, looking at Shawn.

“I probably should, hasn’t been washed in a while.” Shawn glanced out the window at his beloved vehicle, and back at you. “Why? Do you want me to wash your car, too?”

“No, I was just asking.” You smiled, drinking the lemonade you poured yourself.

“I wanna help!” Your son raised his hand, and Shawn looked at him.

“You wanna help me clean the Jeep?” He asked, smiling. Shawn was always up for when his son wanted to hang out with him, he loved it so much.


As you cleaned the kitchen and family rooms, you occasionally glancing outside to see Shawn and your son washing the Jeep. Your son was holding the soapy sponge, and Shawn was holding your son, helping him reach the roof of the vehicle. You emptied the dishwasher as you heard the lawnmower start. Peeking outside, you saw Shawn riding past the house, with your son sitting on his lap.

You quickly snapped a photo and texted it to Karen, before going to find a book to read. You walked outside and sat on the cushioned swing you and Shawn had bought a few weeks prior. You curled up on the swing, and read the book while your husband and son did yard work together.

a/n: this isn’t my favorite, not gonna lie :( but i’m gonna work on the requests this weekend :D 

Georgia Gothic

Spring is not a time, nor temperature. Spring is yellow. Pollen rules. You wash your car, you wash your car again, again, again. You stop. There is no winning. You can’t beat the yellow of your clothes, the air, your lungs. You can’t remember if the summer brings relief.

The heat index is 120 degrees. The hot road distorts the air down the highway like the fumes from the dilapidated gas pump with the cheapest prices. The news has reported the temperature in the triple digits for the last week, month, you can’t remember. Old women outside the strip mall lamment that its hot enough to fry en egg on the sidewalk, you agree. Air fills with the smell of hot tires and the tread of your shoes.

The woods seem appealing in the cool night air, but you know that the moon doesn’t cast a shadow under the thick oaks, and you won’t be alone. You stare out into the darkness from the safety of the screen door and wonder what is staring back.

Thunder breaks through the air every few minuites. With the cressendo of summer comes the deaffining silence of life. Not even the storm that rattled your windows and leaked through the kitchen roof last afternoon could green the grass that irritates your ankles and calves as you crunch down the side of the road. Dust kicks up down the street and continues to scrape the paint off of cars that haven’t been clean in twenty years.

The wind picks up and dogs howl for miles, no one mentions it.

An old man plays his harmonica as he bikes down the empty street. The hot and humid air is blown away by a cool breeze through the ancient city that brings the smell of salt and low horn of a freighter. When you think that Savannah could be the closest thing to heaven the street light cuts off above you to remind you that the city is built on debts, bones, war, and disease. Sirens wail in the diatance and you realize that no one but you walks alone, and the sleepy town of welcomes and open doors bolts them shut at night.

anonymous asked:

ahHhHhhH thank you for the odd jobs au!!! it was perfect^^ if it's possible.. could you do the other half of svt??

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  • grocery cashier 
  • smiles at everyone and asks them about their day while bagging their produce 
  • knows people by their first names and is genuinely always happy to be working. like even when customers are assholes to him, he’ll keep smiling because nothing can stop the sun from shining y’know
  • every morning you come in to buy the same three things: a bottle of water, some gum, and your favorite snack and like you and DK are always polite and talk a bit while he’s ringing up your items
  • but one day you come in and DK waves you over like ‘i already have everything you usually buy ready! hope that’s not weird or anything,,,’ and he gives you that adorable eye smile and you’re like om,f,,,thank,,,,you
  • and he hands you the bag and you reach over to give him your money but he’s like ‘don’t worry, this morning’s on me!’ and winks and your heart like beats out of your chest but yes
  • as you’re walking out you open the bag and in it is your three things but also a letter and when you open it it’s a little poem DK wrote that describes how pretty you are and how he looks forward to seeing you everyday and you’re like oh my god,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,how can someone be so precious 


  • car washer 
  • tall enough to reach the top part of the car with the hose
  • long arms that work like windshield wipers basically 
  • mingyu in denim overalls with soap on his hands and a bit of it on his chin and like water in his hair just take a moment to, imagine
  • you don’t even drive you literally see him for the first time when you’re getting carpooled with a friend of yours and you’ almost drop your phone on your face when he walks up and starts like washing the window and you’re like holy shit
  • your friends like snapping their fingers in your face like hello get out of the car they’re gonna wash it
  • and like you’re standing there looking at mingyu just casually keeps washing your car. he got the overalls on but also his sleeves are rolled up and you’re like “why is a model working at a car wash?”
  • and mingyu heARS you he stops and smiles at you like “what a nice compliment, i should take up modeling.” and you’re like afshgdigof4tgefw and he just laughs because you’re all red
  • your friend goes to pay inside the car wash and as you’re waiting mingyu walks up to you and is like “did you really mean it, that i could be a model?” and you’re like “,,,,,,yes aren’t you like 180cm?” and he grins like “185cm ^^” and you’re like wOAH and he’s like 
  • bending a bit to get to your eye level like “im basically perfect for reaching high places, isn’t that a good quality for a boyfriend?” and you’re like ARE YOU FLIRTING WITH ME rIGHT NOw
  • fun fact: he totally is 


  • street artist
  • draws big chalk masterpieces on sidewalks in parks and stuff and people always crowd around to take photos and watch
  • looks mega adorable with chalk all over his fingers and face and like he gets this cute concentrated look on his face and talks to himself in chinese when something is off or looks wrong
  • and you see him a lot because you pass by the park to get home and you’ve taken photos of his work before it gets washed away or something and you’ve always kinda wanted to talk to him but he always looks way too focused on his work
  • one day you notice that while you’re walking home it’s getting dark and he’s still outside drawing and you don’t think it’s anything special so you look and then walk by but then at arounf 11pm you go out to buy something from the 24/7 mart and…..he’s still there
  • except no ones around him and it’s really dark and he’s literally using his phone as a flashlight to draw and you’re a bit worried because isn’t it dangerous it’s nearing midnight, also isn’t he tired???
  • so you go into the mart and buy some juice and a kimbap and go back out and like cautiously you approach and set down the food
  • the8 looks up like ??? and you’re like aH im sorry,,,it’s just i saw you like 5 hours ago and i wanted to make sure you’ve eaten,,,,,,,,and for a second you think he’s just gonna ignore you
  • but then he bows his head and gets up to thank you and you’re like !!!! it’s ok, but isn’t it late???
  • and he shrugs like yes, but i really want to finish so in the morning people have something beautiful to look at
  • and like ,,,,, it’s such a touching thought that you feel your cheeks fluster with embarrassment for asking but it’s cute you like squat down next to the8 as he continues drawing and like you guys actually talk
  • and it’s nice because there isn’t a crowd around you and like it’s quiet and when he finally finishes he thanks you shyly for keeping him company and you’re like well!! ill see you again?? and he’s like ofc!! but he also like walks you back to your building because it’s dark and he needs to make sure you get home safe hehehe 


  • flight attendant
  • seungkwan wearing the little scarf around his neck
  • is super efficient and great at keeping people satisfied. even knows details about the place the plane is going if anyone has questions about what sites to see or something
  • is the three time in a row winning champion of flight attendant karaoke night but anyway
  • you meet him on like a 15 hour flight and he’s like cute you notice him as he’s walking by to check seat belts and like you both smile at each other and whatnot
  • but then the douche beside you asks seungkwan to get him a soda and ofc seungkwan says right away and comes back like a minute later with the soda and the guy is like “noT this soda are you stupid?” and starts like causing a ruckus and seungkwan starts looking like he might lose his composure and you’re like 
  • well like you reach out and take the soda from seungkwan’s hands and you’re like “thank you! ill drink this, if the gentleman by my side wants another soda is it ok to trouble you to get it?” and seungkwan like wavers for a bit but because of your nice tone he like collects himself and is like ofc
  • and comes back and gives the mean dude his soda and the guys grumbling but seungkwan like smiles at you from the corner and you give him a thumbs up
  • and like you fall asleep on the flight and seungkwan covers you with a blanket and it’s cute when you wake up he recommends you some places to see
  • this love story happens in the span of 15 hours in the sKY how romantic
  • but yes when you land and are waiting to step out of the plane seungkwan passes you a little note and its his number and it asks what flight you’re taking back in case he’s on it and it’s cute your whole trip is better because you keep remembering that cute as hell flight attendant 


  • hotdog stand 
  • wears a striped shirt and hat that has a dancing hotdog on it. you could say he’s not a really big fan of this job 
  • sometimes gives rude customers the burnt hotdogs because he gets offended easily LOL but to nice people he always gives extra toppings 
  • spends most of his time just like texting on his phone really. likes to look at memes even though he swears to all his friends that he doesn’t even think memes are cool
  • you start working across the hotdog stand and the ice cream stand and vernon notices you right away because you look super cute standing outside handing out free samples and also like your stand is directly across from his….if he looks forward…..there you are
  • and you don’t know but vernon keeps kinda staring whenever it’s not busy. he caught you dancing to popular boy group seventeens ‘very nice’ once while it was playing and he got shy so he had to like look away
  • but it made him smile the rest of the day hehe
  • he gets extremely surprised when you come over one day and ask if he has any napkins. you ran out at the ice cream stand and you’re smiling and he’s like ,,,,,,,,,,,kfdwonve because you’re up close and yep he was totally right you’re really freaking cute!!! and he doesn’t know what to say so he just hands you like a stack of napkins and you’re like !!! thank you and grin and he feels his heart like jump LOL
  • later that day you’re on the bus stop and you see the boy from the hotdog stand waiting on the stop too and you go over and you’re like thanks for the napkins!!! and vernon’s like AHHH it’s no…..big deal hahahaha 
  • and you two talk a little and you introduce yourself and vernon acts like he hasn’t been totally looking at you for the past two weeks and it’s cute you even sit beside each other on the bus
  • when it’s your stop you get up and you wave and say you can’t wait to see him tomorrow and vernon’s like same!!
  • and once you’re off vernon like smiles goofily to himself the old lady in the seat across is like ah yes young LOVE


  • dog walker 
  • always surrounded by like 15+ dogs
  • the dogs love him and literally every time he comes by to pick them up for their walk the dogs like attack him and the owners are just like “i think our dog likes you more than they like us……”
  • totally lets little kids pet the pups if they wanna 
  • his dog walking business is called “dino: the dog whisperer” even tho everyone is like plEAse change it it’s corny
  • you are also a dog walker with your 15+ dogs and you always meet dino at the dog park 
  • you guys like chat about the dogs and it’s always friendly
  • one day though you end up chasing one of your dogs around the park because it refuses to put it’s leash back on and dino like comes over to help
  • and you two are chasing this pup eVERYwhere and it’s like oh my god
  • and at one point you bump right into each other and dino trips over a squeaky toy and you like fall backwards and he pulls you into him so you don’t get hurt
  • and it’s like you two are laying there and the dog runs over and starts licking your faces and you’re like aHGFtwlfveg
  • but also two blushing kids because you were literally ontop of him and it’s like
  • all your dogs KNOW you two are flustered so they start nudging you and dino and it’s like 101 dalmations or something
  • dino’s like ….well….and you’re like ah…..and he’s like i Finish dog walking at 2 do you wanna get…lunch together and you’re like ,,,,,that’d be nice
  • and all the dogs get hyper and happy and start like howling and it’s embarrassing but ADORABLE 

Originally posted by leavingsalvation

Pairing: WinchestersxReader
Word count: 2, 666
Tagging at the end

Episode 4 of Season 11

Cas was blaming himself, and you reached over, rubbing his shoulder gently. When he tried to heal Dean, he looked hurt that he wouldn’t allow him to. You gave Cas a sad smile before letting out a small sigh.

“We’ll figure this out.” You said gently.

Sam smiled at you. “Come on. I’ll take you down to the firing range. Let’s see how bad of a shot you are.” He chuckled.

You smiled at him as you got up. “Let’s do this.” You followed him.

He put his arm around your neck, pulling you into his side as he walked, giving you a noogie. Laughing when you tried to squirm away, he let up. “It’s nice having a little sister around here.”

“Oh, no.” You shoved him playfully. “I better not get the little sister treatment. The over protective big brother thing, I mean. I’m a big girl.” You pointed out.

Sam smiled at you. “And we’re going to protect you as long as  you’re here. Whether you like it or not.”

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fic prompts
  • youre in the car next to me 
  • my friend is trying to get with your friend and we end up on a double date  
  • i see you at starbucks all the time and you always get the same thing wth
  • so youre that guy that bought 10 industrial sizes of cheetos
  • my computer broke and i know nothing about technology
  • i happened to open my window just in time to see you trip and fall outside and i laughed so loud you heard me
  • it is 3 am tell your pet to shut up
  • i found your pet in my yard
  • i was at the book store and tried to get a book on the top shelf only to make the books fall on you in my failed attempt
  • im in the tampon aisle and so are you for whatever reason why do you look so confused
  • you fucking took the parking spot i was gonna get
  • you took the last cereal at the market you ass i know you saw me getting it
  • you were playing with your pen during class and it somehow flew out of your hand and hit me
  • your hair is on my desk oh wow it’s so pretty wait how did i end up playing with your hair
  • i saw you walking your pet and i thought you were pretty hot so i decided to get a pet so i can walk with you and strike up a conversation
  • im a waitress and i accidentally got your order wrong  
  • im a waitress and you ordered something youre allergic to, what do you mean you didnt know you were allergic to this omg call the ambulance  
  • i “accidentally” spilled some type of liquid on you oops
  • you are buying quite a lot of [insert food here]
  • you saw me sneaking out of my house at like 1 am, what do you mean what am i doing, what are you doing outside at 1 am
  • your dog shitted on my yard and this is not the first i s2g if you don’t pick this shit up
  • i work at ups and always deliever things to your house, why are you always ordering stuff online and did you just order a giant dildo wtf
  • you almost ran me over  
  • i saw you on the roof of your house at night looking at the stars
  • i was taking a walk and saw you outside washing your car in a swimsuit
  • you were playing with toy guns at the toy store where i work with your friends and you accidentally hit me
  • i thought i was the only person in the manga section at the bookstore gdi
  • i keep going to the place where you work just so i can see you but i don’t have the courage to actually try and talk to you
  • youre new here and asked me for directions
  • you’re in the choir and i’m the pianist