why do you come here

yeah hey question here why do you guys always suddenly come out with the whole “but what if theyre bi instead of gay” when presented with specifically gay or lesbian characters instead of ones shown to be in m/f relationships / presumed straight…….its really transparent

I just had a long discussion with my parents about how basically and given Discworld book would be a better thing to read in school than Lord of The Flies.

Reason number one: all of the same lessons are taught.

In LoTF, the reader is supposed to learn about mob mentality, oppression, and general prejudice, yes? Thud! is a good example of all of this. You’ve got two different groups of people fighting because Reasons, and the main character coming to terms with his own subconscious racism. What a damn good thing to teach high schoolers!

Reason number two: none of them are nearly so depressing.

Correct me if I’m wrong, but I can not think of a single Terry Pratchett book that ends on a bad note. Not one. LoTF was painful for me to read, because all of the characters were making horrible, murderous decisions because… plot??? Boys will be boys?? The base instincts of humanity?? I am the author and everyone else sucks??? 

Reason number three: they are fun to read!

This kind of goes along with the last one, but the fact that Pratchett combines relatable characters and a good sense of humor with real world scenarios (going back to Thud! with the internalized racism) makes the books a joy to read! I have, out of the six books I’ve had to read for school, been indifferent or even hated four of them. I didn’t want to read any of them! I read two books a week for three frippin years! And I didn’t want to read the books they chose! I, just. 

In conclusion: LoTF sucks, Thud! would be a much better choice.

I’m afraid to tell you that I miss you because I know you won’t say it back.
—  💜

Tbh he was hanging around the house hoping to see a teary eyed Zero lingering around so he could act like he doesn’t notice him.. but Fenix kicked him out just in time.

It’s been 5 months and my chest is still just as heavy as the day you left.
“You’re a store clerk and oh shit I just spotted my ex please let me hide behind your desk-thing” AU

I saw this prompt earlier and I HAD to do it for Zutara!

The thing about hearing your name being called out is that it’s almost automatic to look around, even if - like Katara - you knew the voice calling it and didn’t want to. The thing about having a name like Katara’s was that ignoring it wasn’t much of an option, either - how many other Kataras were likely to be walking around? The shock of dark brown hair heading her way was, even from this distance, unmistakeable.

Crap,” she hissed, jerking her head back around and quickening her pace, even as she knew it would do no good - Jet was on the track team. This isn’t hiding, she thought to herself as she slipped into the nearest store, some tiny teashop. This is a tactical retreat.

The empty shop was small and quaint and - most importantly - completely devoid of places to hide: it was all tiny tables and squashy chairs. The only possible place was the desk at the back where the cash register was, and she hurried across to it, ducking under the door flap to find, to her dismay, a mess of cardboard boxes on the floor behind the desk. It seemed there was only room for one person to stand, so, grimacing, she started clearing the boxes away when she heard someone clear his throat.

“Is this… a robbery?” asked the guy looking at her, who must have just emerged from a door she hadn’t noticed before - a store room, probably. “Because if it is, it’s a really bad one. I could hear you all the way from the back.”

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•~Prompt List~•

A/n: I’ve constructed a bunch of prompts I found that would be really fun to write for, plus I know it makes requesting easier for most of you :)

Just send me a number and the character you’d like it to go with.

1.) “Please go away.”
2.) “Am I in trouble?”
3.) “I knew you wouldn’t be able to see it through.”
4.) “There’s no love left for me.”
5.) “I think you’re just afraid to be happy.”
6.) “Teach me?”
7.) “What other hidden talents do you have?”
8.) “Why are you so nice to me?”
9.) “Come here. Let me fix it.”
10.) “It’s okay. I couldn’t sleep anyway.”
11.) “Here, drink this. You’ll feel better.”
12.) “One more chapter.”
13.)“You can borrow mine.”
14.)“Close your eyes and hold out your hands.”
15.) “It’s two sugars, right?”
16.) “I hope you like it.”
17.)“Stay over.”
18.)“And…I love you”
19.) “I believe in you.”
20.) “You can do it.”
21.) “I want you to have this.”
22.) “You’re warm.”
23.) “No reason.”
24.) “It brings out your eyes.”
25.) “I like your laugh.”
26.) “I picked these for you.”
27.) “Would it be okay if I kiss you?”
28.) “Well, what do you want to do?”
29.) “I noticed.”
30.) “You’re important too.”
31.) “Have you lost your damn mind!?”
32.) “Stop complaining, you know you love it”
33.) “You don’t have to change for me”
34.) “Maybe you weren’t worth the effort”
35.) “If you really love me, you’ll let me go”
36.) “Why are you looking at me like that?”
37.) “You don’t understand, I’ve never said that to anyone before.”
38.) “I could punch you right now.“
39.) “It’s Christmas, don’t be mad at me.”
40.) “I’m sure we can figure something out.”
41.) “I’m personally offended that you accepted that solo mission when you knew that you’d be away from me for four months.”
42.) “You’re the one that’s annoying!”
43.) “I’m sorry, it’s just, you make me k-kinda nervous, and, wow, is it hot in here?”
44.) “It’s starting to kind of hurt my heart that you don’t say I love you back.”
45.) "You’re jealous of who?”
46.) “I don’t tell you I love you enough.”
47.) “I don’t deserve you.”
48.) “I will never leave you by yourself.”
49.) “I should be the only one making you happy.”
50.) “Please come home, I miss you.”
51.) “Are you sure you’re doing this right?”
52.) “Choose me.”
53.) “Because that’s what you deserve”
54.) “Why did you wake me up?”
55.) “I’ll make you something warm to drink.”
56.) “Do not talk to me right now.”
57.) “You’re smart, that’s good.”
58.) “That’s not your real name.”
59.) “Did you know there are 88 constellations?”
60.) “You really scared me there for a second.”
61.) “No no, you can read it first.”
62.) “Part of me just really wanted to impress you.”
63.) “I think you’d like this story.”
64.) “Take off your shirt.”
65.) “You’d think after having this happen once you’d learn from your mistake.”
66.) “You do know the door’s unlocked right?”
67.) “I think you need stitches.”
68.) “You should have told me.”
69.) “I don’t think I’ve ever felt more disappointed in you.”
70.) “I’m not sad, I’m in pain.”
71.) “I’m angry all the time.”
72.) “I’m sorry.”
73.) “I didn’t mean to snap at you.”
74.) “Just give me some time.”
75.) “You need to lay down, i’ll take care of it.”
76.) “I told you you woud get sick.”
77.) “You like sunflowers right?”
78.) “I hope I’m not bothering you.”
79.) “I admire you for that.”
80.) “You’re a much better person than you give yourself credit for.”
81.) “It’s okay, I’ll take care of you.”
82.) “You don’t love me.”
83.) “You could do much better than me, really.”
84.) “I just want you to be happy.”
85.) “I’d wait forever so long as I could be with you in the end.”
86.) "But I don’t love you.”
87.) “I don’t even remember you.”
88.) “Have we met?”
89.) “I found it in a shop filled with things.”
90.) “That was you, my friend, making me feel like a bloody idiot.”
91.) “I don’t want to lose you.” “You already have.”
92.) “I thought I could make this work, I really did.”
93.) “I just want to be alone right now.”
94.) “Because I know you’re in love with me, you just won’t admit it.”
95.) “You’re actually pretty good at this.”
96.) “You never cease to amaze me.”
97.) “This is wonderful!”
98.) “What could be better than this?”
99.) “After all this time you still love me?”
100.) “I never realized how lonely I was until I met you.”
101.) "It was good to see you”
102.) “I take care of myself, that’s what I do.”
103.) “Are you just never gonna feel anything? How are you gonna do that?”
104.) “What are you trying to prove?”
105.) "I don’t think we’re right for each other.”
106.) “I don’t love you anymore.”
107.) “I just wanted you to care.”
108.) “I get it, you will be okay, you will be fine, but what about me?!”
109.) "Please don’t go away. Please?”
110.) "You’re in love with someone else.”


This was so pure and soul cleansing for me
I guess go thru my tags for late night thoughts lol


possibly what would Real Sugar’s stage be looked like if it ever happened

Love Spell - Song-based imagine request

Request: @oaisara : Voodoo by Nick Jonas.

Characters: Dean x reader, Sam, Rowena, Mary (mentioned), Lucifer (mentioned)

Word count: 1,545

Warnings: I literally wrote this ten minutes before I left, so it may suck a bit. I’m sorry about that.

A/N: I’m tired, and stressed and wrote this in record time. HOwever, I liked how it turned out and I hope you like it too.

Originally posted by deangifsdaily

“Why do we have to come here?” Dean argued once more. Sam sighed heavily.

“Rowena is the only one that can help us, and you know it.” He repeated once more.

They knocked the door of the old house and soon, the red haired witch opened the door.

“Oh… I wasn’t expecting to see you so soon.” She spoke, sounding disappointed at how little time she had gotten without the brothers.

“Same here, can we come in?” Sam asked. Rowena nodded and move to the side so the brothers could walk inside.

The house was pretty dark and old; it smelled like wetness and spell ingredients. The brothers couldn’t help but to notice that there was someone else in the kitchen.

“New boyfriend?” Dean asked as the stranger continued to move stuff in the kitchen, causing a lot of noise.

“I wish.” Rowena replied sassily as she guided the brothers to said room.

There was a very good-looking lady, presumably another witch, trying to finish Rowena’s poison by following the instruction at some old book. The young witch didn’t even look up, she was too focused on her job to even notice the brothers staring.

“Rowena, do we have bat wings?” She asked as her index finger traced each word in the book and, with the other hand, she continued to mix the potion.

“It’s not literal bat wings, dear.” Rowena chuckled, “She’s a beginner.”

Who was she talking to? The young witch stopped mixing and looked up only to find beautiful green eyes staring at her.

“Heya, sweetheart.” Dean waved shyly.


Nobody would thought that after that, the brothers would end up being stuck with the young witch – who was now almost as powerful as Rowena.

Lucifer had trapped the red haired witch, leaving (Y/N) as the only witch available to put him back in the Cage. However, she needed protection, because Lucifer wasn’t willing to come back, and that’s what the Winchesters were providing.

She was forced to move to the bunker, where her magic was limited to certain hours and spells that the Winchesters allowed – although of course she would do magic in secret when they were asleep.

She had also developed a relationship with each brother. Sam was her friend now, and though he wasn’t comfortable having a wicked witch doing mischiefs in the bunker, he liked her as a person and was always willing to have fun with her and even learn some tricks. Dean, on the other hand, wasn’t really having it.

Yes, at first he got mesmerized by her looks, but she was just a sassy witch who threatened to turn him into a pig every time he made her mad. They wouldn’t bear to stay in the same room without a third person, for they would end up fighting. Less to say, they hated hunting together, especially when they had to interrogate people while Sam did his research.

It was as if Dean was always trying to make her get angry, and vice versa. They just couldn’t help but to sass the hell out of the other as soon as the conversation started.

Worse thing was that it wasn’t even because they hated each other, hell! They could be the best friends in the world – even more than friends. But there would always be something about the other that triggered them.

Maybe it was the way Dean’s frigging green eyes travel around her body whenever she got to wear a dress. Or the way she would innocently bite her lip when Dean got to wear his fed clothes. Or it could be by the fact that (Y/N) seemed to like better Sam and Cas, as well as her extra-touchy behaviour around them; or even the many girls Dean flirted with every time they went on a hunt. Perhaps it was just the fact that they couldn’t have each other that made them get upset.

Yes, maybe it was that.

This time, Dean’s self-loathing wasn’t the problem. The real issue was that she was a witch and he was a hunter; and the only reason they were working together was that they had the same enemy, but after Lucifer was taken down… It was just the natural order.

True, she wasn’t a murderer. When a spell required dead animals, she would go to pet graveyards or forests to find already dead animals, which wasn’t her favourite thing either, just because she wasn’t willing to kill anyone for her own benefit.

She would also keep a strong loyal bond towards anyone that helped her even in the slightest thing, even if said person turned rogue. She wouldn’t hurt, or kill that person because she felt she owed them and she just could betray them.

What witch kept those values? None. But that didn’t change the fact that she did magic, and even during forbidden times; Dean had heard her.

She looked cute whenever she was preparing a spell; she was excited. It was like watching at a little girl preparing her makeup, mimicking her mother’s moves… So cute.

Wait, why was Dean thinking that way about her?

He shook his head off of his thoughts and continued to stare. The girl was at the basement, it was 3 am, and she was moving as silently as possible. She had set the whole thing up, all she needed was to cast the spell.

Dean recognized some of the ingredients; roses, wine, pink and red candles… It seemed to be a love spell.

A LOVE SPELL! That’s the reason why Dean had been having those feeling and strange thoughts about her. She had put a spell on him because he would never be with her for being a witch! Dean had discovered her!

It all made sense now. Dean had fallen for her just as suddenly as one falls asleep; and not even his crappy self-consciousness could stop him from wanting her, he needed her almost as much as he needed to breathe. He wanted her hair on his fingers, her lips pressed to his, her skin against his… He wanted her in a way he hadn’t wanted anyone else before, and it could only be explained with a love spell.

“Busted.” Dean chanted as he entered the room, finally allowing her to see him. The witch widened her eyes and started to mumble senseless words.

“I thought we had a deal.” Dean continued, using the cruellest voice he could on her.

“Dean, I uh… This isn’t what it looks like, I swear.” The witch finally managed to pronounce a complete sentence.

“Right, because those aren’t roses and that one isn’t wine… You know, sweetheart? If I didn’t know better, I’d say this is the worse love spell I’ve ever seen. Hell, it isn’t even that powerful.” Dean chuckled. The girl furrowed her eyebrows.

“Love spell? This isn’t… My spells are almost as powerful as Rowena’s, so shut up you frigging… Bitch.” She hissed, not really sure why she was defending her not-love spell from Dean.

“Right.” Dean laughed, “If it were that powerful, I would already be on my knees begging you to… But no, because that spell only causes a few tingles.” Dean confessed, trying to sound authoritarian.

“It’s not a goddamn love spell! And it’s definitely not headed to you!” The witch finally stood up from the floor, facing Dean.

“Oh yeah, don’t you think I’ve noticed?” Dean fumed, “I can almost feel your claws all over me. Why don’t you confess it already and move on?”

“Confess what?!” The poor witch was far too confused to even argue as she used to with Dean.

“Confess that you’re in love with me!” Dean roared, “And that you casted this frigging love spell, because you want me!”

“You think I put a spell on you?” She roared back with her eyebrows lifted.

“Don’t play dumb, sweetheart.” Dean hissed.

“Do you even know the symptoms of a love spell?” She was starting to understand, but yet not completely because she couldn’t believe Dean’s words.

“Heart beating fast whenever you’re around, the constant need of having you close and…” Dean had been walking closer to her unconsciously. She was a magnet to him.

“Those aren’t love spell symptoms.” She whispered just as her eyes met Dean’s, which were pretty darn close. “You would feel nausea, and you wouldn’t be able to focus in anything… You would see uh… my face everywhere and would probably be already on the floor begging me.”

“I uh…” Dean didn’t know how to feel about it. If it wasn’t a love spell, then what was it?

“If this is your way of confessing your feelings to me, let me tell you that you suck.” She spoke, although her lips had started to curl up in a flirty smile.

“You’re a witch.” Dean said. The girl nodded.

“And you’re an asshole…. And a hunter.” Both of them giggled awkwardly.

“My mother will kill me for this.” Dean mumbled, but before (Y/N) could say anything else, he already had her in his arms, kissing her deeply.

Maybe it wasn’t voodoo, or dark magic; less to say a cheap love spell. Maybe It was just Dean finding the missing part of him in the most unexpected person ever.

Things I hate hearing customer say

“How far will you go in the back?”
“Why don’t you do more pole tricks?”
“I only come here for the cheap drinks”
“What’s your real name? No really?”
“Do you have any dance specials?”
“Your height intimidates me”

Seriously?! So. Over. Stupid. People.