wow i am so glad to be back

Markiplier’s You’re Welcome Tour

I’m sitting in my hotel room, skillfully eating some leftover chicken and dumplings from Cracker Barrel with a coffee straw cause I don’t have a fork, putting off taking off my makeup, and writing this post while everything is still kinda fresh in my mind.

I had the most amazing time tonight at the show! I honesty wish my brain was working better now so I could write better words but this is all I got lol

The show was SO GOOD!! I had so much fun and the Louisville Palace was beautiful!! Like wow it was a gorgeous theater and I’m so glad I got the chance to go! I appreciate so much what everyone did to put this show together for all of us and it all went so well! 

I had VIP seats so I got to see Mark sing before the show started and I am honestly so proud of him for facing his fear of singing in front of everyone and doing so well! Sorry the phone lights threw you off a little but tbh it really added to the moment. And I’m glad you got your little guitar clamp thing back lol Thank you so much for doing that for us~

I had seen little clips of the show here and there from June and I thought it looked amazing but I was not prepared for how much more fun and amazing it was to actually be there and participate in the show! Every second was so funny and fun and I think my favorite part was the dance off! Sorry Ethan but Mark won this one lol The fan participation was so cool!

I love the whole team so much it was awesome to see them all perform in person. ALSO AMY AND KATHRYN!! Shout-out to them for being awesome and beautiful and going around to get questions from people!

Okay I better wrap this up cause I’ve rambled too much at this point. I might write more tomorrow if I can think of more to say. But thank you Mark, Ethan, Bob, Wade, Tyler, Amy, Kathryn, and of course Dan the Music Man for putting on a fantastic show that I won’t forget~


P.S. - My mom also loved the show and thought you all did amazing!

Day One Hundred and Twenty-Seven

-After a lengthy medical leave, I have once more donned my red and khaki and returned to my rightful place at the register. I find the store much the same as it always was. An unsettlingly muggy climate. The aisles, bustling with guests from every demographic, all united in the common pursuit of the best deals. An inescapable air of mystery and ripe infant following wherever you go. It is good to be back.

-A man in his fifties returned twenty-five unopened Hot Wheels cars. I wish that I know what could have gone so, so very wrong.

-An elderly pair of women purchase Minions toothpaste, a Minions toothbrush, and a Minions board game. Their passion leaves me certain that they are not gifts. Their choice of passion leaves me wondering one thing: Why?

-I listened on as a trio of grade school girls gathered to discuss having watched the notoriously family-friendly smash hit, Deadpool. At first, I believed them to be bluffing, however they went into such detail that I came to realize that the nine year-olds were actual consumers of this movie. The three have proven themselves to possess only the hardest of cores and are not to be trifled with.

-A young man came through sporting a shirt which showed him to be a member of the local hammer wrestling team. I have never heard of any such sport, but if it is at all like how it sounds, I am very interested.

-The Hot Wheels man approached my lane to purchase more of the same cars he had just returned. He only picked up half as many cars this time around, however. This man has been hurt before, so I am glad to see him being careful moving forward.

-Rather than the normal affirmative of “Okey-dokey,” a woman crafted her own, replying to her total with a confident, “Obi-Kobe.” Once I establish my Hammer Wrestling team, I have now been inspired to start up a Jedi Basketball club.

-A toddler screamed and cried and kicked and fought when the ball he had been clutching, a blue orb much larger than he himself, was taken away. The tyke refused to calm down until it was once again safely in his keeping. I am glad to see such a wise child, so proficient at prioritizing. After all, it is never too early to learn that ball is life.

Shiro and Matt Reunite
  • Matt: Boy am I sure glad that my family is safe from the threat of the Galra
  • Matt: wow I sure would frickin kill ANYONE who put my family in that situation
  • Matt: But I'm so glad Katie and Mom are both back on Earth, safe and sound
  • Shiro: *sweats nervously* yup I'm so glad they're safe too

Viktor x Reader

Requested by @kpopmusicanimebooklover

Excited students were everywhere, chatting so loud that it was a mass of buzzing noise, all you could do was feed off the buzz and became equally excited. The excitement was due to the Yule Ball which was only a few days away, even without a date, you were excited to go.

“Excuse me.” Someone muttered gruffly and tapped your shoulder.

You turned to find Viktor Krum smiling at you shyly as he passed you a note and hurried away again, blowing a kiss and watching as you burst into a deep blush.

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@animation-is-my-life submitted:

Ok, so I haven’t actually gotten a chance to watch the new season yet, but I don’t care about spoilers so here I am.

AND CAN WE TALK ABOUT THIS?? Pidge has the Lance statue thing from the trash pile in season 2 (right?) and at least one of the little fluffy Tsum Tsum looking things!! They’re back!!

OH WOW GOOD EYE!! i always kinda hoped pidge kept the trash!paladins from s2, so i’m glad to see that she did lol. and she kept one of the fluffy lil alien guys too omg….(wasn’t there some art someone did of her smuggling a bunch of them onto the castleship?? can’t believe that’s canon now.) 

Hypaa!  Just wanted to say I totally get where you’re coming from…my dad passed away 5 months ago from a terminal illness, and I also haven’t made a peep about it on my tumbls for the same reasons you’ve mentioned.

So until you find your new groove, feel free to take refuge under Iggy’s coat!

~ im-9


Me: oh look, Tumblr didn’t send me notifications for a submission fucking again I stg I’m tired of this glitchy ass site- OMG look at this art-sinpai I’ve lowkey admired for ever and-

Wow, that… looks like… me… in…
*starts crying*

I don’t. Deserve. Any. Of y’all awesome. People. In my inbox. Or my tumblr feed. Or in my life. And I’m gonna try like fuck. Every day. To make it so that I am someone worthy of your gifts.

My heart goes out to you in your loss, as well. I’m so glad that someone else can understand, even though it’s a shitty ass thing to commiserate on. May Ignis’s coat be large enough to engulf us both.

A new start, part 9

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Word Count: 3425

Warning: Language and some fluff

Part 1 part 2  part 3  part 4 part 5  part 6  part 7 part 8

It was inevitable that your family would love Chris.  The rest of your time in Tennessee consisted of several more dinners with your parents. Jake and Chris had gone out one night for beers during the time as well.  Jake said it was to save Chris from the whole family but you knew it was for Jake to grill him about his intentions towards you.  While you thought the gesture was sweet, it was also somewhat annoying that your brother wanted to meddle in your relationship. They came home laughing, easing the dread you felt in your heart.  Chris said they had a great time and how much alike Jake and you really were.  You would never admit it to your brother but you loved it that he was getting along with Chris.  Jake’s approval meant a great deal to you.  It would hurt if he did not agree with your relationship. Now it did not matter, as he loved Chris almost as much as you did.

Oh, shit… Love Chris.  You leaned against the fence of the front paddock as you watched your dad work with Apple.  She was not rideable yet and needed a lot of work to get used to having a saddle on. Chris had taken a call from his agent, so here you stood coming to the realization that you were absolutely in love with him.  It should not have been a new thought.  You had been together now a month and a half and it should have been something you had been thinking about.  But no, your addled mind and heart had just been enjoying every moment with him.  Your heart started to beat quickly in your chest as you leaned your head against the board of the fence.  Was it too soon?  It had not been long since… No this was different, so much different. Chris is different.  He is a great guy who cares about you.  

Trying to calm the beating of your heart and your irregular breathing had distracted you enough that you did not hear your father put Apple back into her stall or walk up behind you. “You okay sugar?  You are lookin’ like you seen a ghost.”  His voice broke through the haze of your busy mind causing you to startle and your heart rate to speed further.

“Oh yeah Daddy, I’m fine. Just thinking.”  He gave you that “daddy” look.

“Anything you wanna share?” Shaking your head, you leaned your head back down onto the fence.

“You know it’s okay to love him baby girl.”  You did not look up at him.  Actually, you started to laugh.  It was not that full belly laughing from something funny.  The ironic laugh bordered on a whimper.  Of course, he knew what you were thinking.

“Dad how do you know me so well?”  He pulled you into his arms and wrapped them around you.

“I’m your Daddy.  I know the faces you make, I know when you worry. You are worrying about that boy. Which he is one thing in this world you don’t have to worry about.  He isn’t like the last one.  Jake and I already made sure of that.  So when you give yourself that chance you can love him with all your heart.”  He always had a way of easing your thoughts and fears.

“Dad you are the best, you know that?”

“Tell that to your Momma. Make sure she knows it too.”  Both of you laughed as he gave you one more good squeeze.  “Go spend some time with the boy.  Enjoy this time before y’all have to head back to work.”

You found Chris getting a couple drinks out of the fridge when you went back inside.  “Oh hey, you done out there?  I was about to see if you were thirsty.”  

Walking up to him you set the drinks on the counter before wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him lovingly.  It lingered few moments before he pulled back with a grin to look at you.  “Wow, what was that for?”

“Just wanted to show you how happy I am to have you in my life.”  He looked down at you, running his thumb lightly over your cheek.  

“I am so glad I met you, that you let me be a part of your life.  You all right?”  Chris was perceptive just like your father.  You nodded as you stole another light kiss.

“I’m fine.  Just wanted to make sure you knew it.”

The rest of your afternoon consisted of packing and cuddling on the couch with a pizza.  You refused one last family dinner before heading to Boston.  Spending time, just the two of you was the only thing you wanted right now.  Though it was difficult to not let those three little words slip out. You did not want to scare him so soon.  It was a relaxing night watching your favorite movies, the original Star Wars trilogy.  It made you smile that he enjoyed how much of a geek you truly were.  You fell asleep twenty minutes into Return of the Jedi. When you woke up in the morning, you were very warm as there was a male body wrapped around you, radiating a whole lot of heat.

It was probably some of the best sleep you had in a very long time being all warm curled up next to this beautiful man.  If you weren’t scared shitless at the moment you would probably would try to kiss him awake and drag him upstairs to your bed.  However, your bladder had a different idea and you found it rather difficult to extricate yourself from Chris’s arms.  As soon as you moved just a few inches, he stirred and pulled you closer. Damn man and that inhuman strength. You tried once again to no avail. Fine you would have to resort to drastic measures…

Using something he told you months ago against him, you started to tickle up his sides.  His body stirred and jerked slightly. As you waited to see if he moved, you tried pulling back again.  Nope… This time you tickled much longer than the first time causing him to wake and start to laugh.  Chris pushed your hands away giving you the time to jump off the couch.   “Oh thank God!”

“[Y/N] you suck!  I didn’t tell you how ticklish I am for you to actually tickle me!”  He yelled across the house laughing.  You could actually hear him from the bathroom.  He was all smiles by the time you returned.  

“Sorry but I had to pee! You would not let me go.  I was desperate.”  Chris pulled you down onto his lap when you had come within distance.

“Just remember babe, revenge is a bitch.” He leaned in nipping your neck causing you to squeal loudly and try to pull away.

“Noooo.  No no no.  We have to get ready to leave for the airport.  You can’t attack me now.”

He laughed with his face buried in your neck.  Rolling your underneath him on the couch he continued as did the laughs and squeals from you.  Someone knocked on the sliding glass door. Breaking the spell you were both under. Straightening your slept-in clothes, you went to find your brother standing there with both hands on his hips, shaking his head.

“I really did not need that sight stuck in my head.  I will have to stick hot pokers in my eyes now.”  Rolling your eyes you turned back into the house walking towards the kitchen. “Morning man.”  

Jake nodded towards Chris as he stood up from the couch following behind you.  “I was just checking if you needed anything before you leave.”

“Nope.  As soon as we pack up the truck we are headed out.”

“Okay good.  Just thought I’d ask before I head out to the back pasture.  I got to fix a few of the posts so I will be out most of the day.  Chris it was good to meet you, man.  Don’t let my bossy sister push you ‘round.”  Jake shook Chris’s hand as you rolled your eyes.

“Whatever Jake.  I will see you in a few months.”  Ignoring your foul expression, he moved over to hug you tight enough to make you gasp for breath.

“I will be watching you win from the comfort of my couch, Miss Fancy Pants.  Try not to fall on your face.  I won’t let you live it down for the rest of your life.”  Your brother always knew the way to make you smile even when you did not want to. Chris shook his head laughing.

“You two are me and my siblings to a ‘T’.”

With a quick goodbye to your parents, you headed to the airport.  There was a short delay for a storm before you were able to take off. Before you knew it, you were walking into Chris’s house with a dog jumping on you.  His enthusiasm knocked you back into Chris.  “Dodger, down.  You can attack and kiss her once we are actually in the door.”  

He was not listening; he was far too excited to meet the new person and then jump all over Chris who he missed.  Chris’s parents had been watching Dodger this time while he had been filming.  Most of the time he brought him with him on location. After you were both, able to unload the bags into the bedrooms Dodger got all the attention he wanted from you. He was now laying on your lap with his belly up as you rubbed it.  Chris shook his head looking down at you and the dog.  “Dodger you stole my girl.  That’s my spot.”  The dog turned his head to look at Chris before yawning wide then going back to having his belly rubbed.  That was how the first week went.  Dodger did not leave your side while you were there.  You were happy to have the dog’s approval.  Though it made sleeping a little difficult.  He wanted to be up on the bed with you for a little while then would jump off and go to Chris’s room for a little while then come back again.

Meeting Chris’s family the third day for Sunday dinner had been an event.  His parents, his sisters and brother were all there.  The family was all very happy to meet the girl Chris had been talking about for months.  It had been a wonderful meeting and you found that he joked and teased his siblings almost as much as Jake teased you.  Chris’s mom, Lisa, had sat down beside you moving Chris out of the way to talk to you.  She was so sweet asking about your family and your house in Tennessee.  Her excitement for the upcoming awards for you made you feel so welcome.  This was a family you could see yourself becoming a part of.  At that thought, you almost slapped yourself.  You could not get ahead of yourself and the relationship. He did not know how you felt about him and you had not made love yet.  Therefore, the marriage idea probably should wait just a bit longer.

The second week of the Boston visit consisted of some sight-seeing, and a whole lot of reading scripts for both of you.  The television show you were doing a story arc for, had four scripts you needed to memorize.  While Chris had to make sure, he knew his lines for Captain America: Winter’s Soldier backwards and forwards.  Both of you were laying across from each other on his couch while Dodger slept upside down on the floor just below you.  Many pages and lots of food sat around the coffee table.  It was almost as it was a typical day at home.  Honestly, it felt right and it felt like you had been together for years.  Spending everyday together for almost a month, neither one of you had become sick of the other.  There had not been any fighting and all the families were happy.  How often did that really ever happen?  Maybe it was a sign that you were getting your new start.

The trip to Los Angeles was a breeze.  Though it was also bittersweet.  You only had three more days left with Chris before you both had to part for your new projects.  He had barely let go of your hand the whole trip but you agreed that once you departed the plane that you would ride separately to the house.  Due to the vast amount of celebrities that were coming into town for the awards, the paparazzi was everywhere.  The flashes from the cameras were nearly blinding as you retrieved your luggage.  Some were asking if you were bringing anyone to the awards, others were telling you to turn to look at them.

You tried to be as nice as you could, smiling and deflecting the questions as you could.  Chris was somewhere in the airport.  There was no way you would try to text him right now to find out where.  Getting out of the airport unscathed was your primary target now.  Chris met you at his house not too long after you arrived.  He had given you his key and so you waited for him.  When he arrived, he looked exhausted.  “Those people at the airport are a bunch of vultures.  I didn’t think I was going to make it out alive.”

Laughing you hugged him close.  “Well we are here now.  We can sleep before the whirlwind of tomorrow.”

“Hey it’s all about you tomorrow.  I don’t have a worry in the world other than to make sure it’s a great day for you. Just tell me what I can do for you.”

“Show me where I can sleep and then I will worry about the rest tomorrow.”  Throwing his arm over your shoulder, he showed you to the guest room. You shook your head at him.  “No I want to sleep in your bed tonight.  I want to curl up with you tonight.”

Chris looked down at you in surprise.  “You sure? You don’t have to…”

“We aren’t doing anything more than sleeping tonight.  Got it?” He laughed as he led you towards his room.  Both of you fell asleep quickly from the sheer exhaustion of the day and slept better than you had in a while.  It was late morning by the time you were awoken with the smell of fresh coffee. He had gotten up to make you a cup and was waving it under your nose to see if you would actually respond.  It did not take long.  

“You seriously are the best, you know that?”

“I know.”  Chris kissed your forehead as you sat up, taking the cup from his hand.  “You ready for tonight?”

“No.  I am petrified of falling in front of millions of people.” The coffee was of course perfect. The warmth of it seeping through you and calming your nerves.

“Number one, I would never let you fall, ever.  Two, you have nothing to be scared of.  You are going to win and everyone is going to be cheering for you.  We will have a great time.  Okay?”  You nodded like a good little child but those fears were still there in the forefront of your mind.

Your designer friend, Mijael, showed up an hour after you got a shower with his entourage of makeup, hair and his assistant.  All prepared to ensure no one would ever forget your name.  The living room was turned into your personal area as you were prepped for the night.  Chris took pictures of you with your hair in curlers and one of the girls painting your toenails, sending it to your brother for him to show your parents.  Chris and Jake had been texting back and forth since you left Tennessee.  They had been joking about you and were fast becoming friends.  That could be a dangerous thing.

You were sure that Chris had to be bored to tears but he sat watching you the entire time as you were brushed, buffed and polished.  Thank God, he did because he kept you sane while Mijael worked his magic.  Mijael sent Chris up to get dressed in his tuxedo as the girls brought you to the spare bedroom to get you into your dress. That was adventure in and of itself. After you slipped on the special new lingerie you bought to wear underneath they helped you slip into the mess of blue and black material.  Once it was settled in place and zipped up, it was hard to believe you were looking at yourself.  

Mijael wanted “dramatic” and boy did he deliver.  Your lips were a blood red with a light tinge of color on your cheeks.  The dramatic dark smoky color around your [Y/E/C] eyes, made them pop brightly.  The style of your hair was pulled back in a twist on the back of your head with part left loose to wave on the right side.  The dress made your jaw drop.  It was midnight blue and black with one strap that wrapped around your right shoulder. The colors swirled around together and were almost iridescent.  The skirt billowed out slightly and had a modest train behind you, with a sweetheart neckline and a low back.  It was gorgeous and that wonderful man made it comfortable.  You would be able to walk and sit in it without an issue.  Everyone wanted to get the effect of you walking down the stairs to meet Chris at the bottom.  Mijael was taking a video of it as you descended the stairs.  Chris’s eyes went wide as you smiled down at him.  The whole effect of the hair, makeup and dress stunned him into silence.

Once you met him at the bottom of the stairs, you slipped your hand into his.  He looked sexy as hell in his tuxedo, but you knew he would. “You ready for this handsome?”

“[Y/N]… I don’t even know… just holy shit… I… fuck you look gorgeous.”  Everyone laughed as he stumbled over the words. He was afraid to touch you and ruin something but you grabbed him and kissed him hard.  The lipstick you wore was not coming off so you did not have to worry about it smearing all over him or wearing off throughout the night.  Chris seemed to like that idea very much as he stole another kiss as he pulled you close.  Mijael took several more pictures for you on both of your phones so you could send them to all the parents and siblings.  Then he ushered you towards the awaiting limo.  With your purse full of snacks and tickets, you were off to one of the biggest nights of your life.

There were hundreds of people line up along the roads and the red carpet into the building.  The screams of all the fans could probably be heard blocks away.  As the limo pulled up to the front of the theater and the red carpet, you had to take a few deep breaths to ease the butterflies.  Your heart was racing with excitement and anxiety together.  Chris squeezed your hand as he whispered in your ear. “You got this baby.  Everyone is here to see you.  Show them how you shine.”

With a gentle kiss, you nodded letting him know you were ready.  The driver opened the door allowing Chris to step out first.  The crowd screamed louder as the saw him.  He held his hand out to you giving you a chance to take it so you could stand.  As you stood and took a step into view the screams reached a new height.  You were not sure if it was because of you or if it was that everyone saw you had come with Chris.  If not both a little of both.  So many flashes going off from the crowd and the media close by.  People shouting your name to come talk to them. You felt another squeeze of your hand as Chris helped you step further onto the carpet.  Everyone noticing you were holding hands only made it worse. Waving to the crowd with a grin, in your mind wondering how you were going to make it to the end of the night.

“Just breathe, just breathe.” You whispered to yourself. With that, you step towards the first reporter in the long gauntlet of the red carpet.

“[Y/N]! [Y/N]!  You look amazing.  Who is your designer?”

Part 10 

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The Tutor (NCT Taeyong)

Absolutly!   Great props to @ pastelkytastrophy for writing this one shot!  And if you like it be sure to hit the likes and we’ll write more for them in the future!!!

Pairings: Reader X Taeyong
Warnings: Smut & Spanking

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Just a little fact about me is that I don’t usually need help academically. I’m the student who knows all the answers and does all the homework. Who gets hundreds on exams. But math. Well that’s a whole other story. It was never my strong suit. In past years I’ve been able to skate by and pass the class by doing the homework and tons of extra credit but precalculus is no laughing matter.

The teacher is strict and tests count for thirty percent of our grade, which is ridiculous. So, instead of trying to slowly fail this class I decided to take initiative and get a tutor. Of course I would have said ‘no’ once I knew who it was. Taeyong. We’re always competing to see who will be top of the class. He can be so arrogant and an straight up ass at times.

As he walks towards I just want to smack that well known smirk off his face. It was the same smirk he gives when he gets a higher grade than me, or gets called on by the teacher instead of me.In this instance it is because I am beneath him and he knows it. I know I’m going to regret signing up for a tutor.

He now sits across from me. His hands placed atop the formidable precalculus textbook, fingers gingerly tapping the hardcover of the book. He takes in my features and his smirk fades into a full on smile soon followed by an annoying chuckle, that infuriates me.

“What are you laughing at? The fact that you’re better than me,” I ask, with a hint of anger in my voice. He sat straight up now and looked at me and says,”No. I was laughing at the fact that you looked like a child pouting. But now that you mention it, I’m glad you recognize that I am in fact better than you.”

“I recognize that you’re an ass.”

“That’s not very nice.”

“It’s the truth. So are you going to tutor me or just mock me? I hate wasting time.”

“Let’s play a game. I like games,” he smirks.

“Wow, what a great tutor,” I snapped. He chuckles and leans back in his chair.

“I know I am. It’s a math game. I ask a question. You answer right, and you get a prize. Answer wrong and well you can figure out what happens.”

“Ummm I don’t know.”

With that he stands up from his chair and calmly stalks toward me with that smirk. But that time is different. I don’t hate that smirk. I kind of like it.

He outstretches his hand and I reluctantly take it. I stand up and am soon in close proximity to his face. It was at that moment that I realized how beautiful he is. His jawline appears like it was sculpted straight from the divine hands of the gods and his lips were curled up into that smirk that usually had gotten on my nerves but now is making me feel some kind of way.

He takes in my features before stating,”Remember, right answers get prizes. Wrong answers get punished. Now bend over the desk.”

Curious to see how this would play out I hesitantly bend over the desk. There’s dead silence and I glance over at him admiring the view. A smirk appears on my face and I ask,”Like what you see?”

SMACK. His large hand lands on my ass and I let out a small gasp from the sudden action. I glance back at him and he smiles before saying,”Did I say you could take princess?”

Princess? That’s new. I don’t reply for some unknown reason. SMACK. Another smack is administered to ass along with him demanding that I answer him. His voice has changed from slightly mischievous to raspy, lustful, and dominant.

“You didn’t tell me I could talk,” I said, still dumbfounded at the course of events.

“Good. Only speak when asked a question.”

“Fine. Fine,” I said.

“You’re bad at listening. Let’s just get started and forget your mistakes.”

I roll my eyes half annoyed with myself and half annoyed with that fact that not even two hours ago I despised him.

He ask some questions having to do with trigonometric equations and something else. Of course I got a ton wrong but I’m pretty sure I got one right and still got punished. Soon after he pulls me up by my arm and turns me around.

“So see you tomorrow to learn about trigonometric identities?”

I nod my head and with that he places a ginger kiss to my lips and leaves. That almost annoying smirk appears on his face as he leaves.

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“Hi, everyone! This is Steve. Me and Tony have some news for you all—”

“I don’t like this.”

“You don’t like what?”

“I don’t like him being here. I know that Winchesters and Wolf couple deserved their happily ever after, but do we have to have him here? We don’t need another smartass around.”

“Tony, it won’t be so bad. Just give him a chance.”

“Fine. But I am still the smartest person here.”

“Oh, you meant– I thought–”

“You thought I meant…? HAH! I knew you had a thing against Canadians!!”

“What? Don’t be– I don’t–! Okay, maybe we should let them introduce themselves. Come up, guys, and tell us something about yourselves!”

“Hey. I’m Peter Parker or your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man. I’m finishing up my master’s degree in science. I plan on going into science journalism. This is my amazing and quirky boyfriend.” *makes a hand gesture*

“I’m – wait, where did these come from? I don’t ev – what? Oh!” *tosses the sunglasses* “Hi, I didn’t see you there. I’m Deadpool, but some people call me Wade. I work for S.H.I.E.L.D. now as their merc. Long story. Peter is my wonderful boyfriend and I appreciate him putting up with everything I do.” 

“Hello. The name is Sherlock Holmes and I am the world’s only consulting detective. This is my partner, Doctor John Watson.”

“Hello everyone." 

"And Mr.Stark I will admit that you are quite knowledgeable when it comes to certain things, yet you are quite ignorant in many other regards, as is everyone else. You all see yet you do not observe. You know this and that is why you are nervous about me being here, you fear that people will begin to see that you don’t actually know everything and deep down, that terrifies you." 

“Interesting. Well, it’s nice to meet you Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson. I hope we can work together on some cases sometime.” *turns to Karen and Foggy* “Karen, Foggy, Wade and Peter are my other team, Team Red.You called them “The red guys” a while back, Foggy.”

*eyebrows rise up slightly* “I was not expecting to hear you say that you work with Deadpool and Spider-Man. Pleased to meet you.  I am also pleased to meet you both, Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson. I’m a fan of your work.”

“I am glad to have met all of you. You all are inspirational in your own ways and important to so many. I hope we can become acquaintances and eventually friends.” 

“Wow Sherlock did hit the nail on the head for Tony. *He chuckles as Sam gives him the look* “Uh right glad to have you guys here. It sure is going to be interesting have a merc and detective under one roof.”

*Sam sighs before teasing Bucky* “Bucky you better play nice or you might end up in some hot water. I made some brownies for the new couples without nuts, gluten, or eggs. Wasn’t sure if any of you had any allergies.”


“Aw, babe… Calm down, eat a brownie. It will be fine.”



two new ships joined our askblog family!

please welcome our new member @officialotpgirl who will answer for Johnlock on Thursdays

and @nerdofthefreeeeandfandoms, who you already know from MFK question, who from now on will also answer for Spideypool on Wednesdays!

please send them questions!

ps. Peter Parker aka Spider-man is NOT Steve and Tony’s son. Tony and Steve are his mentors, but not fathers. as lovely as Superfamily is, please don’t push it on us here.

my medication gives me vivid dreams. usually they are bad, make me wake up in a cold sweat and afraid. i dont remember them. i dont want to

but last night i had a dream about you, my friend. i have not seen you in so long but we talk very frequently. it was almost like seeing you in person again. and you gave me a big hug, and i felt safe and warm and happy. you are one of the most unlikely friends ive made but i am so happy to know you. you are one of the few people who have never made me doubt myself, never accepted my self deprecating thoughts, always let me know i was worthy.

i need to let you know this more often, but wow, i am blessed to know you. anyone in your life is lucky to have someone like you around. you are just one of those people, you know? one of those who have my back, and i have yours. 

i felt so glad to have a happy dream for once, especially with you there. you really are one of the best people out there.

The Starks (Peter Parker x Stark!Reader) Chapter 7

I love you guys so much.

I was watching Magical Girl Madoka Magika while writing this. So it turned out to be little no, quiet dramatic. I shouldn’t have done that….

For those of you who doesn’t get [Name]’s personality, I’m trying to make her calm, collected, mature, polite, and quiet. I hope I’m being successful at it.

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[Name] stepped into the tub and sighed. Hot water helped her tensed muscle relax. She had a long day and Tony wanted her to take a rest in the tower. She didn’t see Peter after that and even though she had an idea what he was doing, she wanted to see him in person. She stared out the window of her bathroom, seeing the beautiful view of Manhattan out there, she took a deep breath.

If it wasn’t for Tony, she would be surrounded by reporters but Tony didn’t allow that. One managed to ask about Spiderman but she ignored the reporter. And she was thankful for both Iron Man and Spiderman. She sighed, trying hard not to think of the day’s incident. She got out of the bath and got into her oversized nightshirt and threw herself onto the bed. She turned her body toward the library and remembered that she had to do physics homework.

After a sigh she got up and about to head to the library then she stopped herself. There was something more important than homework.

She called Peter. He didn’t pick up. She called him again. After trying for 6 times, he finally picked up.

“Hello?” Weak, tired voice could be heard.

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allyholmes  asked:

Holy shit! I've got to say you're an amazingly talented artist and writer! I binged your whole OC series in one afternoon and loved it! I'm already impatient to find out what happens next with Cass. Hancock is my favorite companion from Fallout and it's hard to find fics that do him justice, but your rendition is spot on! (and adding dialogue from in-game has been flawless, I sometimes have to do a double-take to realize it wasn't your line). 1/2

Oh wow, thank you very much! I always get really excited when someone reads through my work and am so glad you’ve enjoyed the series thus far! Ive been a bit slow to work on the next installment as Im trying to experiment with showing way more movement and expression and I’ve also been pulling a lot of long shifts >_<’’ but I have tomorrow and Friday off so ill try to see if I can get a decent chunk done!

I do go back in game and watch let’s plays to make sure I add little bits here and there so i’m happy you like those touches. Im hoping to bring in a lot of crazy stuff soon…

…like uncomfortable moments like these :D

Thanks so much for making my day ^^ I hope you like what I have in mind <3!

It Hurts Like Hell
                           - Part III

Kai Parker x Reader
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Part I …. /  Part II….

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Damon dragged Y/N from the couch and towards the door.
YOU are leaving.” he said. “I don’t want you here .. distracting the newly elected president of the Gemini freaks.”
Y/N stared at him in disbelief. “What are you talking about?!”
“Oh , don’t play dumb. I see what’s going on between you two. ” Damon said leaning closer , his voice high enough only for her to hear. “You will either get hurt or get yourself  killed. ”
Y/N wiggled her hand from Damon’s grip and looked at Kai who was still sitting on the couch , playing with some elephant figurine. “I don’t know what you are talking about … ”
Damon took a deep breath , calming down a little. “You can lie to me and lie to yourself , I don’t care…. but YOU ARE LEAVING.”
Y/N scoffed , “Fine. I’m leaving.” she said , giving up. Last thing she needed was Damon being mad at her and doing something Damon-level-stupid.
“See ya later Kai.” she called out and Kai turned his attention to her , waving goodbye. Y/N walked out the house and Damon shut the door loudly behind her.

She didn’t really feel like leaving after Damon kicked her ,  so she hung around the backyard , walking into the forest. There were lots of dry leafs fallen everywhere. She found a nice big tree and sat on the ground resting her back against it. Y/N tried not to think about what might be happening at the house. If they really succeeded to bring Bonnie back , there would be a literal explosion in the house… Kai and Bonnie didn’t get along and something told her they were not going to star getting along now.

A few hours had passed and she couldn’t take it anymore so she got up and walked back to the house. Inside she found a complete chaos. There was blood , kitchen utensils all over the floor alongside the birthday cake and all the decorations were scattered around the living room.  If Caroline were here , she’d freak out.
“Damon ? ” she called out. “Elena ?”
Y/N walked into the kitchen and found Kai who was washing his hands. He turned around and Y/N’s eyes widened in shock - there was blood on his shirt. Lots of it.
“OH MY GOD !” she rushed towards him. “What happened ?”
Kai wiped his hands dry and turned to Y/N.
“Liv happened. I tried to bring Bonnie back … to help her get out of 1994 and then Liv showed up , trying to kill me.“Y/N’s eyes widened even more. “So I tried to kill her but I couldn’t do it ….” his voice trailing off , a pain filled expression on his face. “Damon gave me some of his blood. I’m all healed up.”
“What about Bonnie ? Is she …?”
“She is OK , but … we couldn’t bring her back.” There was sadness in his voice , Y/N noticed.
“Wow … You really are changing.” Y/N said smiling and pulled him into a hug.
“Lots of hugging today.” Kai said, wrapping his hands around her ,she could hear the smile in his voice.
“I am just glad you are OK.” she muttered.
Y/N couldn’t explain to to anyone or to herself even. Why was she worried about a person who literally had tried to kill her less than 72 hrs ago ?! According to Damon , she had feelings for Kai… but that wasn’t possible. Was it ?

Kai pulled away and looked at her confused. She was worried about him ? No one had ever been worried about him before. Everyone treated him like he didn’t belong , like he didn’t matter… and after all the pain he had caused her - there she was. Worried about him. He rested his forehead on hers , looking at her.
“No one has ever been worried about me before. Thank you.” Kai said then awkwardly pulled away.
Y/N stood frozen in one place , her heart beating faster than ever. Damon was right. She had started to fall for him. Taking a deep breath , she took his hand and glanced at him.
“I want to show you something."she said, a smile spreading across her face. Kai stared at her for a moment and then nodded.


Y/N led him into the forest , turning every few steps to look at him , her smile never leaving her face.
What was it about her that made him feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside ? It was a completely knew feeling for him.
"Where are we going ?” he asked after about half an hour. They kept walking deeper and deeper into the forest.
Y/N stopped so abruptly Kai nearly tackled her over to the ground.
“I wanna talk.” she said , determination clear in her voice.
“About what ?” Kai asked confused and slightly scared. He had seen enough movies to know that when those words come out of a girls lips , somethings wrong…
Y/N let go of his hand and sat cross legged on the ground pulling him down with her.
“About you…. and me.” she said.
There it is , Kai thought. She probably regretted forgiving him and was going to yell at him. He felt so stupid for thinking that someone might actually forgive him and be willing to look past all the things he has done…
“I want to get to know you better…” she said noticing the change in his eyes. “…and I thought out here in the forest , enjoying the warmth and away from anyone who could over hear us would be a nice place to do that.”  Y/N took his hand.
He looked up at her and let out a small sigh of relief  before smiling at her. “I was worried for a moment … ”
“About what ? That I’d suddenly stop liking you?” she said , realising too soon that she had admitted to him she likes him.
Kai grinned. “Did you just say you like me ?”
Y/N stuttered. “I … I um ….” she laughed nervously. “Don’t change the subject Malachai…” she said , her smile not leaving her face.
There was something about the way she said his full name , with warmth in her voice. Kai liked it. Usually he’d get upset when people used his full name , but not with her.
“OK” he sighed looking all serious “What do you want to know?”
Y/N scooted over closer to him. “Everything !” she said.  "… or everything you want to tell me.“ she laughed nervously seeing the look on his face. It had flashed from scared to excited to terrified in seconds.
He laughed and leaned in closer, closing the space between them. "Are you sure you want to know everything ?” Kai asked suddenly serious.
Y/N leaned in even closer to him looking into his blue eyes. “Yes , 100%.”

Kai took a deep breath and began telling her his story…
He told her a lot about his childhood (which made him cry and Y/N hugged him to comfort him) , about being sent to the Prison world , what it was like there … He kept waiting for her to tell him he is a monster ,an abomination but instead all he saw in her eyes was compassion and understanding. No hint of judgement. The sun was starting to set and a chill showed up in the air. Kai felt so comfortable talking with her … It was a new feeling for him. They laid on the ground starring at the sky. Kai pulled her closer to him and wrapped his hands around her.
“Is this what happiness felt like ?” he wondered outloud.
Y/N smiled. “Like what?”
“Like all warm … and light , as if I’m flying.” he said trailing off.
She looked up at him - Kai was smiling. There was something so pure about his smile and his eyes were glowing like a child’s on Christmas morning.
“Yes , that’s one way to put it.” she said smiling too , resting her head on his chest , listening to his heartbeat. It was fast , somewhat uneven - every couple heartbeats , his heart skipped one.
“I think I like that feeling.” Kai said simply.


The night came but thanks to the full moon , it wasn’t a complete darkness.
Kai and Y/N laid on the ground starring at the night sky , as Y/N told him about her childhood. They had a lot of similarities in their life. She wasn’t born a witch , but for some reason her family excluded her and disliked her for just being born. The first time she had found true friends and family had been in middle school when she had met Elena , Bonnie and Caroline. They had become not only her best friends but her family. Then in high school she had met Stefan and he had become a part of her extended family too , alongside Damon … with whom she didn’t always get along.
Suddenly Kai felt very protective over Y/N. He hated himself for all the pain he’d caused her… In that moment he made a promise to himself - whatever happens , he will protect her at all cost and he will find a way to make up for all the bad things he did to her.
A shooting star burned across the sky.
“Did you see that ?” Y/N jumped up pointing at the sky , closing her eyes.
Kai looked at her. “Are you making a wish ?” he asked amused. “Those never come true…”
She turned to face him and opened her eyes. “Mine will.” she said confidently as she laid back on the ground.
“What did you wish for ?” he asked curious.
“I can’t tell you.. if I do , it won’t come true.” she said stubbornly , winking at him.
Kai laughed. “You are so naive.” he said and she punched him playfully , laughing with him. He turned to look at her and found that she had always turned to look at him too. Kai reached with his hand to caress her cheek , unable to take his eyes off of her and leaned in to kiss her softly. Y/N smiled back at him.
“Told you …” she whispered.
“What ?” he asked.
“I told you my wish will come true.” she said smiling as Kai pulled her in for another kiss.




Do You Have To Do That? (9/?)

Pairing: The Avenger Team x Reader // Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: Swearing?

A/N: I have decided to re-write this for those of you who had started it, I’m going to start over I’m keep the first part and possibly a good portion of the second. But I am going to take it in a different direction. If you want to be tagged let me know, I’ll glad you add you.

(Sorry this has taken me so long with writing this!! I hit a major writer block)

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Parts 1-8

Fury was droning on about something, and someone. Training and newbies, you weren’t paying attention thinking back to the other night in the pool.

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eye-on-the-floor  asked:

I recently got back into playing the Professor Layton games and I happen to stumble upon your artwork and I am absolutely in love with all your PL drawings! I very much enjoy how you draw each character so uniquely and I especially love the family bonding sessions with Layton, Luke, and Flora! Keep up the amazing work!!

Aw wow thank you so much for this message!!<3  glad to hear you’re getting back into Professor Layton!! - And yes the Puzzle family warms my gosh dang heart, they’re all huge dorks who just like to relax and do silly stuff together

Have a great day! Thanks again!

“Family Reunion” Rami Malek x Reader fanfic.

AN: Hello there lovelies ♡  as you can see I am doing my best to finish the requests as often as I can. This was was requested by a sweet anoonie few days ago. It wish was a story where Rami and reader are married and they go on a family reunion and a cousin ends up crushing on the reader.

Title: Family Reunion
Fandom: Rami Malek
Pairing: Rami Malek x reader
Rating: Suitable for all ages
Word count: 1095

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You had woken up really early in the morning; around seven o’clock. It was still possible to enjoy the interesting scent of the newlywed home. Slowly but steadily, you stood up from your bed, once you had managed to untie yourself from your husband’s strong arms. He did not felt a need to wake up early to get ready for today, but for you; today was time to meet some of your new family members for the first time.

Let’s explain more, about today – I’ve said this word too many times already. It was a really special family reunion for the Maleks. You could already picture it; a really big garden with a lot of desks and barbeque. Plenty of unknown faces coming from basically every single part of the worlds. That is actually one of the reasons you loved this family so much. The variety and respect between each and every one of them was amazing. There were of course Rami’s parents that were from Egypt and Saudi Arabia, several cousins married into families from Sweden, Russia and even a lovely lady from Iran.

It was time to get ready. You hooped into the shower and you took your time, showered and scrubbed your body around thirty minutes before exiting. Usually you don’t pay much attention to your face but you’ve decided to use face scrub just to make sure it gets completely cleaned. Once the beauty treatment was completed you went to the kitchen your make some fresh coffee. These days you were more into Turkish coffee than standard instant ones from ‘Italy’. So you’ve set the water to boil and turned around to the kitchen counter to make breakfast. It was a special day, why not make pancakes. You’ve quickly cracked two eggs in a bowl and started mixing.

By the time you’ve completed the mixture your husband had already woken up, coming to the kitchen with a soft smile. “Where else can I find my wife than in the kitchen, every time I wake up you are already ahead of me and making breakfast.” Rami said with a little chuckle before back hugging you and gently caressing your waist. “Have you slept well sweetheart?”

“I have slept well thank you very much, but could you blame me I was in your arms the entire night” You said with a little giggle before turning around and hugging him. You two were married for nearly four months but every day felt like the first one. Absolutely lovely.

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Skipping around four hours forward, it was eleven o’clock and you two had arrived to the reunion. Everyone was there already, I guess they enjoy arriving earlier I don’t know. You and your husband entered the house, then through the living room to enter the garden in the back. The food was already making the entire area smell delicious.

“Hello sweetie! I am so glad you two had arrived!” Rami’s mother approached giving you a tight hug. You couldn’t help but smile widely whilst hugging the woman in return. “I am happy to be here as well!” A little giggle escaped your lips as the hug was broken. You went ahead and hugged Sami, Rami’s brother. “Wow wow you’re hugging the wrong twin!”

“Now I wanted to hug you, I missed you , I see the other one every day.” You chuckled and patted the other’s beard. “I had missed you too but honestly I did not expected a hug like this. Oh and there is a cousin of ours I’d like you to meet. This is Amar.” Sami said pointing at a young man next to him. “It is a pleasure to meet you.” He said cheekily before shaking your hand.

“Hm well the pleasure is all mine sweetie. It is surprising often how many cousins do you guys have. This is a humongous family.” You smiled softly before looking around. “I am going to be completely honest and say I am really hungry and I’m going to get some food.” With a little giggle you made your way towards a table with plenty of food platters.

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It was an extremely cheerful afternoon, filled with fun, laughter, joy. Everyone was happy. But you couldn’t help but feel a bit cheeped out to see that cousin glancing and bumping into you every once in a while. What was he trying to achieve. You’ve decided to take a small break and go to the bathroom. Through the kitchen and up the stairs. But you couldn’t help yourself but to sneak a peek to your husband’s childhood bedroom. This better be interesting.

It was a smaller room with white walls and a black ceiling. He seemed to have gone through a pretty big emo phase as a kid.  Of course not a lot of stuff there, just a few books on a shelf that was located next to his desk and his bed. You were hoping to find more but I am guessing he kept all of his belonging when he moved out. You slowly settled yourself on his bed, swaying your feet and playing with your dress.

Someone knocked on the door, and that left you completely confused. You saw your new cousin Amir enter the bedroom with a little grin on his face. “Oh hello there, why are you here?” You mumbled a little, rubbing your nape.

“To be completely honest I was looking for you?”

“Me? Why?” You mumbled looking away, still swaying your feet like a child.

“Well I had to see you. I couldn’t help but notice how wonderful you are.”

“Oh, okay? Thank you? Why do you want to see me so bad?”

“I wanted to see you because, you are so beautiful, and I wanted to ask you out.” He said sitting down next to you. “I mean, as I said thank you very much but, I highly doubt you couldn’t notice that I am married.”

“Wait you’re married? Why does Sami always get everything he wants …”

“It’s Rami, I am married to Rami. Rami is my husband, for almost five months now. I am sorry but I really can’t go out with you.”

He sighed rubbing his face. “This is so embarrassing… So I am guessing you are new to the family as well?”

“Well as I said five months now. But mom, well Rami’s mom claims that she saw a daughter in me long time ago. Which is the sweetest and oddest thing I have heard. But I am thankful.”

Dealings with a Devil (Part 4)

Dealings with a Devil (Part 4)

Reader X Darkiplier

You, Reader, have made a deal with what you believed to be a fantasized version of your favorite YouTuber’s alter ego, Darkiplier after he’d visited you in a dream. You believed Darkiplier to only exist in your dreams and on Markiplier’s YouTube channel, but by some impossible way he’s real and he intends on collecting on your debt to him.

Originally posted by askthedazzlingwilford

“Good day ladies and gentlemen and all configurations of will being! My name is Wilford Warfstache, and tonight we have a special guest for you! Meet the lovely Miss Y/N!” Mark says in the unmistakable accent you can’t quiet place.

“Hello, it’s a pleasure.” you respond as it’s written on your script. You smile at Mark with his pink mustache in place. He’s wearing the sunshine yellow button up shirt and tan pants with the pink suspenders to match his mustache and bow tie. You want to laugh so much. You’ve always found Wilford to be so enjoyable to watch.

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The Beginning

Wow… I’ve honestly been blown away by the response to The End. For all the ups and downs we’ve had I’m so glad we could part ways on a positive note. In case you really haven’t been paying attention, I am no longer a part of Eddsworld (I wrote this post yesterday about why). It was a struggle to sign out of all the accounts for good. I admittedly kept logging back in to tweak video descriptions and add subtitles the last remaining eddisodes. Moving on after 13 years seems impossible but I’ve gotta try!

I wanted to answer a few questions I’ve seen people asking about the show but first I want to once again thank everyone who helped make Eddsworld Legacy a reality. Especially Paul, Todd, and Eddie; 3 people who routinely worked either for free or for way less than they deserved. They really helped keep the show going. In regards to The End specifically I want to thank everyone who contributed to the ep. In the past I’ve had some sort of falling out with a massive number of the people who gave us something to include in the finale and even though they were doing it for Edd, it still meant a huge amount to me.

Anyway! Let’s answer a few of the frequently asked questions I’ve seen pop up online over the past few days.

  1. Is this really the end of Eddsworld? - Eddie and I wrote ‘The End’ to serve as both an ending for Eddsworld Legacy and also the show as a whole if needed. However, both Matt and the Gould family have plans to keep Eddsworld going in some way or another. That’s honestly all I know!
  2. Will Tom still be in Eddsworld? - If/when Eddsworld boots up again I believe the character of Tom will still be a part of it. However, he won’t be voiced by me for the reasons I mentioned in my last post. I want to make it clear that the characters and the people are separate things. They absolutely have my blessing to hire another voice actor to replace me!
  3. Why wasn’t Tord Larsson voicing Tord in The End? - Again, in my mind the characters and their original voice actors are separate entities. That said, the “real” Tord left the show 8 years ago and we haven’t spoken since (and barely spoke before). I have no way to contract him.
  4. Why was Tord the bad guy and Tom the hero? - Okay so here’s where we start to get deep. The End isn’t just about Tom vs Tord. It’s actually a metaphor for the unexpected return of Edd’s illness, how it destroyed everything we’d made together, and how I felt lost, angry, and responsible for rebuilding. Knowing that, I hope it makes more sense. For what it’s worth, I hope Mr Larsson doesn’t take it personally… If he’s even still out there.
  5. How could you abandon your promise to Edd? - There was no promise, dudes. Not made by me, at least. There was only my quest to give Eddsworld a last hurrah and make Edd proud. That’s it. Now I finally feel like I’ve accomplished that and have earned my right to move on.
  6. How did you celebrate the release of The End? - I drank a bottle of wine and either fainted or had a small seizure. I’m a party animal!
  7. Why are Tom’s eyes black and what’s the story with Red Leader?!  - Both good questions which I fully intend on answering one day… Just not in Eddsworld… OooooOOOOoooohhhh mystery ;D

Thank you again, everyone. Hope this helped ease your minds a bit!

Second Chances 1: Homecoming

Sam returns to a town he thought was long behind him and the past pays him a visit.

Characters: Sam, Reader, OC Peggy

Warnings: None

Word Count: 4,161

A/N: Part 1 of my new Sam series. I actually started writing this before I knew of Tumblr and fanfiction. This is gonna be a massive story. Thanks for joining me on this adventure! Shout out to @oneshoeshort for being an amazing beta and being patient with me!

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Feedback is appreciated. I am DYING to hear your opinions! : )

Sam drove in the Impala, speeding down the roads going nowhere. After winning the battle over the Leviathan, Dick Roman, and losing Dean and Castiel, Sam felt lost. What would he do now? Where would he go? He drove down back roads from state to state, stopping in small towns for food and rest, never staying for long. Where did he belong? What was his purpose now that he had nothing?

The sun began to sink in the distance, the sky became painted with warm pink, orange, and purple. Sam yawned, watching the road before him seemingly unfolding forever. He glanced at the sign along the road: COEUR D'ALENE 5 MI. Suddenly, his eyes opened wide. Many years before, in what seemed a different life, Sam had lived in Coeur D'Alene, Idaho. His father and brother were off hunting and had left Sam, at the age of seventeen, to live with a friend of John’s in Coeur D'Alene. It was the happiest he ever remembered being. Although he was there for only eight months, a summer and half of his senior year of high school, he lived a normal life, away from hunting, away from the life he had lived up to that point…and since.

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