wooden walkways

@superfandomz I DID IT. Super short, but eh, lol. You keep putting drabble ideas in my head. xD 

Calm Yourself

“Did you hear him?” Astrid growled, trying to tug away from his grasp. “Did you hear what he said? He’s here to marry, Ruff… AND HE HASN’T EVEN ASKED HER.”

“I heard, Ast!” Hiccup yelped, narrowly avoiding getting his hair clipped from an angry woman and a heavy axe. “Calm down, please? Let them deal with this, Ruff’s smarter then to just let herself be carted off-“

“I will not calm down!” Astrid screeched, shoving away with so much force Hiccup knocked against his hut wall. With a low and over exaggerated moan he took off after her, tackling her to the ground in one leap.

Thank goodness her axe skidded away out of reach.

“Let go of me!” Astrid shouted, fighting to roll over. “Hiccup! Since… gods… since when did you… weigh so much…”

“Please just calm down.” Hiccup asked in exasperation, letting out a little cry of surprise when Astrid’s elbow jerked into his ribcage. “Erk- Toothless!”

Said dragon just narrowed his eyes in exasperation as he walked past, unamused by the lovers antics. With a low sigh, he swatted both with his tail, letting out a rumble as he disappeared behind a building.

“You traitor!” Hiccup called out, Toothless returning with a series of far off warbles.

“Ugh, get off me, Hiccup, before you suffocate me.” Astrid huffed, continually jabbing him painfully in the ribs with her elbow.

“Not until you calm down enough to promise me you won’t decapitate Throck.”

She growled lowly, eyes narrowed in anger and hands fisted against the wooden platforms of the walkway. “Fine. I’m calm.”

Hiccup quirked and eyebrow, arms tightening their hold around her. “Promise?”

“I promise.” She hissed.

Hiccup rolled off of her and stumbled to a stand, offering her a hand that she promptly ignored, dusting off her leggings in frustration as she glared at the floor. She bent down to pick up her axe, but Hiccup beat her too it. She promised not to hurt Throck, but she hadn’t promised to not destruct everything else in her path.

“Okay, Astrid. How about… uh… a calming walk to cool off, hm?”

“No.” She grumbled, spinning around to stomp away to who-knows-where. Probably to the twins to let off some steam, those two were always up for some good violence. 

Hiccup sighed and was just about to facepalm, when he paused mid-slap and grinned. With a few long strides after Astrid’s retreating form, he wrapped his arms around her waist and tossed her over his shoulder, turning back around to his own hut.

“Hiccup!” Astrid shouted, struggling against his hold, nearly knocking him off balance. “Put me down!”

“Not until you’re in a cool mind. The last thing I need is you tearing up the Edge.” Hiccup called back, fumbling with the door as he tried to use his foot to open it. “Hold still before you send us both falling off-“

“If you’d put me down! This is a very… awkward position…” Astrid huffed, demonstrating what she meant by giving her butt a little wiggle, making Hiccup blush and try to adjust her so her rear wasn’t right in his face. Finally Astrid gave up and flopping limply against him, arms crossed and lips pressed in a thin line. “I hate you.”

“Love you too, milady.” Hiccup laughed, finally getting the door open. He walked to a chair in the corner, flinging Astrid onto it. She fixed him with a glare, but he could see the twinkle in her eyes. She was having just as much with this as he was.

“Ahem, now miss.” Hiccup cleared his throat, clasping his hands behind his back innocently. “I must ask you to keep cool, and to let miss Ruffnut Thorsoton take care of herself. Am I clear?”

Astrid fought to keep a straight face, but the twitch of her lips broke her sternness. She guffawed a laugh, smiling up at him.

“Fine, but with a price.” She stood up and gestured for him to take her seat, which he did obediently, questioning her-

Before he could ask, she jumped onto his lap, wrapped her arms around his neck as she blinked her eyes repeatedly. “Haha, victory!” With that she easily fipped him over onto her shoulders, carrying him army style towards the door.

Gak! Astrid!” Hiccup laughed, pounding against her back with his fists. “Drop me, would you? If Snotlout sees me we all know what he’ll be teasing me about for the next month.”

“Pay back!” Astrid chortled, but obeyed, sending him tumbling to the ground with a shout.

“Hey! Gently, woman.” Hiccup rubbed his elbow as he stood up, the last word of his sentence earning him a playful punch in the gut. “Ouch! Fine! Sorry, sorry!”

“Still.” Astrid finally said after getting Hiccup’s hopeless case of the giggles under control. “I don’t like this. Not one bit. Throck thinks he can just march right up and marry her without even asking her- what a low, underhanded-“

Hiccup hastened to interrupt before she said anything… inappropriate. “He’s new to the culture, he’s used to doing things… differently. But like I said, let Ruff deal with it. She’s a big girl, she can handle him.”

“I know.” Astrid grouched. “Still, the nerve- I can’t believe…” she sighed and took his hand in hers, giving him a playful shove. “I guess I’ve just been spoiled by you, I never thought of men thoughtlessly saying they’ll just… marry someone without their consent. You’ve always asked about everything- although sometimes it does get annoying…” 

Hiccup blushed, eyes flitting away in embarrassment, 

“It is sweet.” She finished and leaned against him, wrapping her arms around his waist in a hug, giving a sigh of contentment as she snuggled against him.

To Have You Again - Thranduil

Originally posted by thranduillover2013

38. “Because even the sun can wish to be among the stars.”

43. “Do you think you could be happy here? With me?”

A/N: This request was also sent with another for Sauron. It will not be posted until all are done, just because I have no idea how to write it. :)

Warnings: Mentions of war

Words: 1500

My bare feet padded against the cold, wooden walkways that weaved their way through the realm of Mirkwood, the light clinking of elvish armor accompanying my soft gait as two elves, clad in golden armor, silken hair flowing behind them, led me to the throne room.

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River rising, cut cords,
Unleash this wildfire
On the planks over
Rushing, raging rapids;
Fashioned passage,
Barehanded, bleeding, broken.
Wooden walkway,
Meeting halfway until
The other deemed that
Too far a trip, wasn’t worth it;
Waited there watching,
Wearing a hostile stare.
Set it ablaze, waste it away.
My handiwork is unappreciated…
Disintegrate it…who will care?
—  Better off burned
a sunny day ten years ago
a little girl clung tight to her shiny new camera
with the cord wrapped around her wrist
just like her daddy told her
and she was careful setting up the frame
frog in one third of the photo
swamp water in the other two thirds
just like her mommy taught her
for the rule of thirds
she waited patiently staring back at that frog
while her baby sister trampled across the wooden walkway
got the shot
and she giggled with the sun as she stared back
at that pretty picture with the frog’s mouth all bulged up
sure that in all her eight years
this day was the brightest
—  Miriam K, just a little nostalgia
A Little Bit of Magic and Miles To Go

Title: A Little Bit of Magic and Miles To Go

Pairing: Reader!human!Impala x Dean

Theme song: Wonderland by Taylor Swift, Home by Phillip Phillips, These Streets by Bastille

Request: Hiya! Can you please do a Dean X Reader where the reader is the Impala.

I love your writing! Can you write a one shot for Dean to Wonderland by Taylor Swift? She says green eyes and chesire cat smile and I just think of him lol thanks!

**Some light smut**

Your name: submit What is this?



The sun was beating down on you in the early afternoon heat when you opened your eyes for the first time.

You stretched your arms out in front of you, stopping with your fingers splayed out, and you stared at them. Your breath caught in your throat. You’d never had arms or hands to look at or stretch before. You’d never had eyes with which to stare. You’d never had breath that could catch in your throat. You stood quickly from the curb where you sat and stumbled back a few paces, feeling your too long legs nearly give from underneath you.

“Whoa. Hey, you ok?” you heard from behind you. A man with his family—a wife and two young girls—had stopped walking on the sidewalk, and he eyed you with concern.

“I’m fine,” you choked out. It seemed like the right thing to say, even if you weren’t fine at all. A learned trait or instinct, you supposed. You had a voice, though, and it worked well enough, and that was a start. The man nodded, his hand on the small of his wife’s back, and ushered his family along away from you after another long glance.

You cast your eyes around, trying to make sense of what had happened, where you were. You made a full circle and noted the boats in the harbor to your right, floating gently, tethered as they were. Folks continued to walk past you on the wooden walkway and nearby was a bench. You moved to it, trusting your legs for just a few steps before sinking down and putting your head in your hands and taking several deep breaths.

“Ok,” you said to yourself, trying to get used to the sound of your own voice. “Ok. I’ve dealt with weird things before. This is just one of them. Not a big deal…Except for everything about it.”

You drew another breath in slow and let it out. It seemed to help. Forcing yourself to sit upright, you set your chin high and waited for your heart to stop hammering in your chest, resolving to gather your bearings on the situation at hand.

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Something I wrote over the chat with @firefistlaw on the subject of Zoro, teasing and lipstick stains. 

Zoro/Reader - Don’t believe in playing fair


You twirl around in the dress, allowing the skirt to fly around your thighs— and if Brook was in the room, he might finally catch a glimpse of your panties. Robin chuckles amusedly at your antics, then turns back to the mirror and finishes applying her makeup. You feel dizzy when you stop. For a moment, the room keeps spinning onwards. You can feel it moving underneath your unsteady feet.

 There’s a festival on the island and your captain almost couldn’t contain himself at the thought of all that food. Even from where the Sunny is docked, you can hear the music. You want to dance so badly, and if Zoro happened to catch you dancing, all dressed up, maybe he’d get over himself for a moment?

 Give in to the attraction that’s sparking between you?

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Choose Your Mistakes #26

Part twenty-six of the interactive fanfiction, Choose Your Mistakes. Please check the FAQ and the Setting Info if you have questions, and be sure to make your choice below.

You chose to tell the door to take you to the heart

Originally posted by gif87a-com

You pressed your palm against the wet, red door and took a deep breath.
“Okay door. Take me to the heart,” you said with as much confidence as you could muster. Mare laid his hand half across yours.
“Take us to your heart,” he emphasised, “show us what you’re made of.”
There was no sound, no indication that anything had changed. You pushed the door open.
“What is this?” you wondered, stepping through onto a mesh walkway. Mare quickly followed.

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Dance Into The Night.

Request from anon: Hey I was wondering if you could do an imagine with Bucky based on the song ‘Perfect’ by Ed Sheeran?? Just full of fluff if you don’t mind 😊 thank you!! X

Bucky x Reader (Past)

Words: 1,568

Disclaimer: None of the GIFs used are mine so all credit goes to their creators <3 Also the lyrics used do not belong to me!

James ‘Bucky’ Barnes; the most popular guy in school, the one all girls practically threw themselves at and yet he never paid any attention to them…..not when you were in the same room as him. The two of you had been in love with each other since you had started at High School, not that either of you knew about the other’s feelings, as far as you were both concerned the other would never reciprocate the feelings you had for them. 

His best friend, Steve Rogers, however could see the way you felt for each other as clear as day….            

….and he was determined to make you both see it for yourselves.

Dance in the Town Hall Gardens….tonight!

7:30pm till curfew.

(Formal attire required)

Be there or be square!

The note had been folded up and shoved into your locker. Obviously this must have been one of those last minute things because the flyer was handwritten and seemed to have been rushed. You weren’t one to miss a dance though and so you made a note of the time that was on the paper before slipping it into one of your school books and heading off for the last of your lessons.

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Choose Your Mistakes #25C

Part twenty-five, round C, of the interactive fanfiction, Choose Your Mistakes. Please check the FAQ and the Setting Info if you haven’t already, and be sure to make your choice below.

You chose to tell the door to take you to the heart

Originally posted by yvng-gxddess

You pressed your palm against the wet, red door and took a deep breath.
“Okay door. Take me to the heart,” you said with as much confidence as you could muster. Mare laid his hand half across yours.
“Take us to your heart,” he emphasised, “show us what you’re made of.”
There was no sound, no indication that anything had changed. You pushed the door open.

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The Hangman’s Tree

There wasn’t much for a young boy to do in my hometown. It was all long stretches of tired looking strip malls and gated communities for the snowbirds to flock to when autumn set in up north; very South Florida chic. It was the kind of place where an eight-screen movie theater opening up at the mall was cause for celebration and high school football games were the big Friday night draws.

Wholesome. Quaint. Boring.

It wouldn’t have been so bad if I were more interested in fishing or surfing, the favorite summer pastimes of my friends, but a fear of deep water (or rather, what lived in it) and an inability to swim kept me firmly planted on dry land. My parents preferred it that way. Transplants from New England, they’d seen Jaws one too many times and were convinced that a giant shark would gobble me up the moment I stuck a toe in the ocean.

So, while my friends were off enjoying themselves at the beach, I’d be stuck at home, trying to ignore how miserably hot it was despite our ancient air conditioner thrumming noisily through the vents. I read every book and comic I owned, I went through our entire VHS collection, I visited the convenience store down the street at least twice a day for ice cream and a soda. It did little to ease the stifling dullness that was my summer existence.

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12 Jaw-dropping US mountain towns

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It’s more than just the mountains. Though the scenery surrounding the high-altitude towns of the USA is spectacular – snow-capped peaks, dizzying cliffs, burbling rivers and forests blanketed in white – these settlements aren’t just beautiful, they’re historic, and charm-filled, says adventurer Ben Groundwater.

Lake Tahoe, California

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A favourite weekend spot for Californians – given it’s only a one-hour flight from San Francisco – this series of charming settlements hug the shores of the shimmering body of water that is Lake Tahoe. Though the easiest way to access Lake Tahoe’s most popular ski area, Heavenly, is by staying on the touristy south shore, it’s the settlements on the lake’s north that retain the most allure.

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Lake Placid, New York

To most people, New York means skyscrapers and a brash attitude, but that’s just the city. The state itself has a surprising number of ski resorts and towns that service them, and perhaps one of the most beautiful is Lake Placid. Though a former host of the Winter Olympics, Lake Placid these days lives up to its name, and is the perfect destination for some relaxing time in the mountains away from city life.

West Glacier, Montana

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There are few more scenically spectacular parts of the world than the “big sky country” of Montana, and few places capture that beauty quite like the town of West Glacier. What it lacks in size and infrastructure – this is really just a gateway into the famed Glacier National Park – it makes up for in easy-going charm, and a setting that would make any nature lover cry tears of joy.

Aspen, Colorado

Though it’s known these days for the Hollywood big shots who arrive en masse around Christmas, Aspen is actually a former silver-mining town that also enjoyed a brief stretch as a hippie enclave populated by the likes of John Denver and Hunter S. Thompson. These days Aspen’s five-star resorts and chalets are the stuff of fantasy for most, but the town retains its beautiful historic charm.

North Conway, New Hampshire

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This is New England at its finest, a quaint mountain town within easy striking distance of the city of Boston, and yet with an atmosphere that sets it a world apart. North Conway, founded in 1765, is all historic buildings and “mom and pop” stores, but is also within a half-hour drive of 13 ski resorts.

Telluride, Colorado

Another former Coloradan mining town, Telluride has done a better job than most of retaining its old-world charm, with a postcard-perfect main street that’s a throwback to simpler times. The town is surrounded on three sides by towering mountain ranges, a geographical quirk that has helped to protect Telluride from the onslaught of mass tourism.

Mammoth Lakes, California

It takes just an hour to fly from the concrete jungle of Los Angeles to the snow-capped peaks of Mammoth Lakes, a year-round hotspot for those who enjoy the great outdoors. The town itself doesn’t quite have the history of some of its Coloradan counterparts – however, when you’re surrounded by sparkling alpine lakes and dizzying mountain peaks, it really doesn’t matter.

Virginia City, Nevada

Those with Westworld-inspired dreams of stepping back into the Wild West need only visit Virginia City, Nevada, the place where the legendary Comstock Lode – a huge silver deposit – was once struck, and which has retained pretty much all of the old buildings that lined its streets back in the 19th century. That the town is surrounded by the Sierra ranges only adds to the appeal.

Jackson, Wyoming

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This is cowboy country, no doubt – you only have to cast your eye around and take in the saloons on streets, the boots on wooden walkways and the Stetsons on heads. However, Jackson, Wyoming is also hugely popular with hikers, bikers, skiers and climbers, thanks to its position among some of the most imposing and beautiful mountain scenery you’re likely to witness.

Breckenridge, Colorado

Though the adjoining ski resort in Breckenridge is as modern as they come, most of the buildings in the town itself are throwbacks to a bygone era, colourfully painted places that date back to the late 1800s. With the Rocky Mountains filling all horizons, this is a place to take your time strolling around and soaking up the history and the scenery.

Taos, New Mexico

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There’s something a little different about Taos, New Mexico. It’s in the architecture: these aren’t the wooden facades of the Wild West mining towns, but rather the mud-brick buildings of the southern deserts. It’s in the people, too: this isn’t cowboy country so much as a bohemian hub filled with hippies and artists, as well as adventurers and old-school Hispanic settlers. And off in the distance… towering mountain peaks that can’t fail to impress.

Park City, Utah

Park City’s history is a familiar one: a former silver-mining boomtown turned playground for the rich and famous, who are drawn here largely for the world-class skiing, not to mention the cosy village feel and the spectacular scenery that surrounds it. Park City is hugely popular in winter, but has something of a locals-only vibe in summer, when the hikers and bikers head out to play.

Book flights to the USA

Written by Ben Groundwater

Ben is a columnist and globetrotting backpacker for Traveller.com

Part One: The Doctor Will See You Now. (Two Minutes to Midnight S05E21)

Episode Summary: Sam, Dean and the reader confront Pestilence, but when he unleashes a deadly virus upon them, a very weak Castiel must intervene on their behalf. When reader has a meeting with Death to discuss Lucifer, an unholy alliance is formed at a very high price for the reader and her chances of saving herself from becoming a demon. 
Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader
Word Count: 6,115.

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The Little Things

Summary: Castiel gets bored while the Winchesters are sleeping, and finds himself in an interesting place while he kills time.
Characters: Castiel, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester
Word Count: 2642
Warnings: So much sweet Cas fluff that it will give you a cavity.
A/N: This is going to be a double fanfic interpretation between me and @queen-of-deans-booty​ (who is also my beta

Originally posted by subcas

Castiel slowly drummed his fingers on the wooden table in the motel room, staring out the window and marveling at the gentle rain falling from the sky. Ever since he came down to Earth, he found that simplest things would draw his attention. Whether it was the wordless conversations that Dean and Sam could have, or the way a honey bee fluttered around a flower garden as if it knew exactly which flower would have the most pollen, Castiel was continuously surprised by his time on Earth.

Cas stood up from his chair and quietly walked over to the foot of Dean’s bed. Dean was sprawled out diagonally on the bed on his stomach, his hand under the pillow that was jammed under his head, snoring quietly. Cas then moved to the foot of Sam’s bed, making sure the younger Winchester was also asleep. Sam was on his side facing away from Dean, bundled up in blankets with small snores escaping from his mouth as well. A small grin tugged at the corner of Cas’ mouth and he was gone from the room in a flutter of wings.

For Castiel, not having to sleep was both a blessing and a curse. He could work all day, every day when his brothers and sisters needed assistance, but when he was working with the Winchesters, he found that he was extremely bored while they slept. He found himself flying to different places every night, but made sure he returned to the motel room before Sam awoke for his morning run.

However, this night, something changed. Castiel found himself in a beautiful park that was only a short distance from the motel room where the Winchesters were staying. It had stopped raining, but the grass and various foliage was still covered in small droplets of water that reflected the moonlight. Cas stopped walking near a large tree and marveled at the beauty of how each droplet sparkled like it was its own star against the darkness of the night.

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The Honey House, Chapter 26

Everything and Nothing


Daryl left Rae with a map that would lead her back to Alexandria and she walked the final stretch of her journey, arriving home in the cover of darkness. She didn’t tell her people the whole truth of where she had been. Partly because she didn’t know the whole truth but mostly because she wanted more time. All she told them was not to talk to Negan’s men and not to let them inside the walls but everyone knew something wasn’t right. She could see it in the fear that began to live in their eyes and hear it in the hushed whispers that began to spread around the gardens.

Rae’s hesitation to tell Tim that Rick had been outright lying about Negan was all it took for him to believe Negan was everything he suspected and more. She thought he would say something to the others but he didn’t and for that she was grateful.

Now it was the day of Negan’s arrival, or at least the day he’d said he would arrive and Rae stood watch on the platform above the gate, worrying the wooden walkway as she paced. He’d promised her a visit in a week but that didn’t mean he would arrive on time, like all people good or bad a promise was much easier to make than it was to keep.

Tim spotted him first, “over there,” he whispered, his finger pointing to where Negan strolled through the long grass. He had Lucille on one shoulder, a shiny red gift box in his hand and he smiled when their eyes met. Rae waved, the gesture limp before she almost fell down the ladders to meet him at the gate. Her heart was pounding, fight or flight mode kicking in as she wondered if signalling for the gate to be opened was the wisest idea. It was too late. The gate cracked open and she stood on the threshold, unsure of how to hold the expression on her face as he finished the rest of his journey with a huge grin and a spring in his step.

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Her First Apartment Ch.5

Happy Reading ^^

Well, he didn’t say when he wanted his hoodie back. She could easily say- wait he could smell lies. Dammit. Of course she’d never have salad in her fridge.

Her mechanical pencil snapped. Pulling her attention back to the scantron, she clicked the pencil to produce more lead, shoving the dog-boy out of sight, out of mind. Bringing herself back down from the clouds to her psychology final exam.

Kagome wasn’t worried about this test. She’d done well enough so far that this was no big deal unless she somehow bombed it. It was the big biology exam tomorrow that had her worried. It was the class she was thinking she may have to retake this summer. She’d failed the first bio test and barely squeaked by with a D on the second. This final one was going to determine it all.

Inuyasha huffed. Miroku and Sango were taking their finals and studying. Kagome, though he hadn’t seen her since that day, was doing the same while he had nothing to do. He couldn’t attend lectures because they were no longer lecturing, just handing out tests. Tests he couldn’t take.

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