wow i do like dis one

Dear friend of mine

A New-Agey friend : “So, how are you doing?”

Me, miserable and tired : “… great.”

New-Agey friend : “Doesn’t seem like it. But you have a spiritual life right?”

Me: “…hmmm. There’s this kind of war I’m involved in. Last day, one of my spirit friends was captured by the ennemy and we rescued them too late - they were hanging from the ceiling in pieces. We healed them but they died anyway. Like, permanently. And there is this flock of things following me around, gnawing at my shields. I’m battling for survival and I’m not doing so great.”

New-Agey friend : “Wow you let yourself be drowned in negativity. Work on your chakras and distance yourself form all that. Just send them love and they will leave you alone.”

Me, facepalming : “Of course! Why haven’t I thought of that sooner! You’re a genius!”

Are y’all ready for this because I am SO salty, so here we go lmao.

When I watched this show, and Erin won the first few competitions, she had one or two cute things. But her quirky “Wow, I’m so fun and weird. Can you tell I’m so fun and weird? Because I am” died out real quick lmao. But you know, I don’t even blame her for this. She was a decent person on the show, a little annoying at times. Kinda reminds me of these girls at my liberal arts college I kinda get tired of seeing, but it’s fine. That’s her. Do you booboo.

My beef isn’t with her so much as the judges. Like jfc, hop off why don’t you? And every single time she was on the bottom, they kept her. Heidi, what happened to that spiel on season 14 about Edmond “I go up there and I say in fashion, one day you’re in and the next you’re out” right before fashion week? 

Hmm?

HMM? 

But ANYWAY

What kills me is that I think what tripped what tripped Laurence up was that they got on her hard about the shoulders and the black and she really took that to heart, changed it up, and they were like “No, bitch wtf is this?”

Every time Erin did something, it was “Brava, I love it. Ugh, I’m gonna fucking nut!” Like??? And when they didn’t, they couldn’t bear to part with her because they just loved her so much, even if she sent crap down the runway.

I need new fucking judges. NOW. lmfao

I Want to Make You Smile

HELLO!! I have so many Solangelo fanfic prompts and it makes me soooo happy. So this is one that @disenchanted-rose sent me where they slept together but one of them left before the other could wake up and now they don’t know what to do. Sorry @disenchanted-rose but if u wanted NSFW content I rlly don’t like to do that so this is free of it. Let’s just keep it at midnight kisses and shirtless boys :D 

 Idk if I messed up the ages, but I know Nico is currently 14 and Will is 15.

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 Nico di Angelo’s life was always a mess. His mother, his sister, his father, the fact that he was the gayest person in the word. Life just hated him. He went through puberty and it just dumped whole new problems on his shoulders, giving him nightmares, causing him to raise the dead when he had surges of anger, giving him suicidal thoughts. He thought the world would be over when he found himself falling for a certain doctor at the age of eleven. 

 When he was twelve, the boy with golden hair started to show concern for him. He was constantly showing up in Nico’s cabin, making sure he was taking his medication and that he was alright. Sometimes he would stay and they would talk well into the night. Whenever Will left, it was as if a part of his soul was ripped away as his footsteps echoed through the empty room. He was surrounded by darkness, and his light left. 

 When he was thirteen, almost everyone found out. Percy, Jason, Annabeth, Piper, Leo, Reyna, Frank, Hazel. All of the people who where remotely his friends. Will was the only one who didn’t. Frank and Hazel, bless their souls, let him be and didn’t force him to do anything. Percy, Jason, and Leo where constantly asking him questions, telling him to just ask Will out. Piper and Annabeth where constantly playing matchmaker dropping not-so-subtle hints to Will. Reyna assured him that Will liked him even though she has no idea who this boy really is. They where in his hair, holding their breath for the moment. 

When he was fourteen, it happened. Fourteen was a young age, and it wasn’t an age for serious commitment. But sometimes things happen and you find yourself in awkward situations. Maybe fourteen was the worse time to do it, maybe he should’ve waited, but words come out of your mouth, you do things without thinking, and it just happens. 

 Will came in for another check up. They where side by side on Nico’s bed and the light was fading outside, making it hard to see Will. But Nico memorized the lines of his face. He could see him, even now. He saw Will’s easy smile and shining eyes. All he wanted to do was kiss him. Nico must have been making a face, because Will stopped smiling. 

 "Nico? Are you okay?“ 

 "Ummhumm,” Nico said, pursing his lips. He wouldn’t get upset as something as stupid as this. It didn’t fool Will, who has been treating him two years. Will puts his fingers on Nico’s chin and turns his face towards his. 

 "Nico. Really. What’s wrong?“ Nico wasn’t in his right mind. It was 1am and his eyes where starting to itch with sleep. So that’s why he planted his hands on Will’s thighs and pushed himself up so he was kissing Will Solace. Will was so surprised by this action that when Nico pushed, Will was pinned onto the bed. When they fell, Nico let out a startled "oomph”. They where splayed not so gracefully on the bed, and Nico felt himself blush. Will just giggled. 

“I guess I literally fell for you,” he says between giggles.

“Your a dork,” Nico says as if it’s a fact.

“I know,” Will says with a cheesy grin. Then, oh gods, he puts his hands on Nico’s cheeks.

“Let’s try that again with a lot more passion and a lot less surprise,” Will says, pressing his lips to Nico. Nico, being the awkward Son of Hades that he is, falls on Will again, knocking their foreheads together with a loud thump. Will giggles again as Nico apologizes and pushes himself off, but Will grabs his arm before he can take off and pulls him onto the bed beside him. They both lie on their backs now, staring at the ceiling of the cabin. For the first time ever, Nico notices the cracks in the roof that show glimpses of the stars outside as moonlight trickles in. Another beautiful thing he took for granted. 

“The stars are beautiful, aren’t they?” Will says dreamily. He takes a deep breath.

“Yeah…”

“You know who else is beautiful?”

“Gods, Will. If you say ‘me’ like in those memes I will–”

“You are, Neeks. You are the handsomest person I have ever met.” There is no stopping the heat that creeps into his cheeks, somehow making it’s way to his ears. Nico hides his face in his black hoodie, having no intention of coming out. 

“What are you doing?” Will says.

“Hiding.”

“Why.”

“Just shut up.” Nico feels Will maneuver himself on top of Nico on his hands and knees. 

“How am I supposed to kiss you if you’re hiding?” Will asks. Nico pokes his eyes out, and his eyes out only. Will unzipped Nico’s hoodie so that his face was showing. Will leaned down and pressed a kiss to Nico’s lips, and Nico responded by pushing back harder and harder, lifting his head up to meet Will. He then grabbed Will’s shirt and pulled him beside him so they where facing sideways and kissing. 

They moved closer and closer, relying on each other for heat as cold winds drifted through the cracks in the roof. Will’s hands where clenched in Nico’s hair as he kept pulling him closer and closer. Nico decided to place his hands around Will’s neck. Just to experiment, Nico slipped his hands under Will’s shirt and started to feel the lean muscles of his back. Will seemed pleased with this arrangement and Nico tried letting his hands travel up Will’s shirt instead of down. He honestly wasn’t sure what they where doing, but he almost died when Will let his hands slip up his shirt. They made trails of fires that created hidden scars on his back and it made him feel alive. More alive that Nico has ever felt. It made him feel less like a walking corpse with no soul and more like a person. For a moment, he forgot who he was. He was with the boy he loved since he was eleven.

Eventually the kisses slowed as it neared 3am. Both of them where bare chested and falling asleep. They stopped and Nico curled into a ball; his natural sleeping position. He was out in seconds, and was shivering. Will draped the covers over him and then climbed in with him, lying beside him and petting his hair. Nico murmured words of delight and occasionally said things in italian that Will did not understand. One phrase caught his attention though. 

“Ti amo, Will.” Will’s eyes widen. He has a basic understanding of languages to know that “amo” probably means “love”. 

Will fell asleep curled around Nico. 

Nico woke up first that morning. Sunlight was filtering in and Will’s golden curls shimmered. The drowsiness that caused his actions the night before was gone and he realized just what he did. I kissed Will Solace. Nico couldn’t believe it. It was too good to be true. Which means it wasn’t. It was something that may or may not have happened. Maybe they both fell asleep while talking and Nico dreamed all of those things. Maybe this was a one time thing that Will would yell about when he woke up. Of course he would yell at Nico and ask him what in Hades was he thinking. He would ask how he, the son of the god of the Underworld, could possibly think he’d have a shot with the boy made of sunlight, son of the god of the sun. How he could possibly think that the smile Will flashed could be his. He would say this was a fluke, and there is no way it could possibly happen.

So that’s why Nico maneuvered himself off of Will ever so slightly, creeping like a shadow without actually turning into a shadow. He threw on one of his black t-shirts and went down to the pavilion to try and act like everything was normal and avoid Will the entire day. The good thing was that people expected Nico to be lurking sadly in the shadows, so they didn’t notice the tears that streamed down his face. 

Nico was picking at his breakfast, having no intention of eating when a tray slammed down on the table, causing Nico, and the table to jump and Nico’s silverware to clatter to the floor. 

“What the hell, Nico?” Will shouts above him. Timidly, Nico lifts his eyes to Will’s angry blue ones. He was very aware of every eye on the two of them. 

“Are you really that cruel? Are you really as cold as you lead everyone to believe?” Will shouts. Nico finds himself shrinking smaller and smaller. 

Will,” Nico whispers urgently, “people are staring.” 

“I don’t f**king care if they’re staring. I can’t believe you left me alone! After everything!” Will’s face was red with anger. One of the campers drops their glass of orange juice on the floor. This outburst is outrageous. Maybe it wouldn’t be that bad if it was someone else, but it was Will Solace. Will, who had the voice of an angel that would sooth people into recovery. Will, who has never once said a curse word in his life, swearing at Nico. 

“I-I-I-I was s-s-s-scared,” Nico managed to tremble out. 

“Scared? SCARED? Of what? Me?” 

“Of course I was scared of you, Will,” Nico says, standing up as well. “Did you ever think of what I must be feeling when you bursted in here? I was scared, Will. I was scared you’d reject me. I was scared you where playing tricks on me. I was scared that you would laugh in my face and call me names because that’s all anyone has ever done! DON’T YOU UNDERSTAND? I COULDN’T FACE YOU!” Will was silent for a moment. Everyone held their breath. To be honest, this was everyone’s ship, even if they didn’t know about Nico’s crush. 

“I thought you didn’t want me….” Will whispers.

“Of course I want you, Will. You’re all I ever wanted, ever since I was eleven.” Will looks like he is choking on tears.

“You too?” he says.

“What?”

“Three years ago. You wanted this for three years.”

“So?”

“I’ve loved you for five.” Nico let that sink in. Will liked him before Nico was even aware of his feelings. Not liked, loved. Ten-year-old Will Solace had a crush on Nico di Angelo. He fell in love with Nico when he was unstable and mourning his dead sister. He loved him even when he was a bigger mess than he is now. He loved him when they where just edging their way out of youth into the teenage life. 

“Why?” Nico finds himself asking. 

“Because. I knew there was a boy underneath all of those shadows. And I wanted him.” Nico reached over the table to hug Will, burying his face in his shoulder. Tears where cascading down his face, soaking Wil’s shirt. Will didn’t seem to mind. He let Nico cry as he petted his black hair. 

“Gods, I love you, Will,” Nico says.

“I do too,” Will says, smiling at Nico. The hall cheers, nearly scaring Will and Nico. Everyone has been waiting for this for so long, it’s a miracle it finally happened. Seeing Nico’s alert expression, Will took him away from the pavilion to the fire pit. 

“This was where I fell in love. I saw the firelight dancing over your skin and your eyes that held a ghost of the boy who was. A boy who would smile. I wanted to make you that boy again.” Nico collapsed on the ground.

“Nico, are you okay? Do I need to get a medic?”

“I’ve never been better,” Nico says, giving his first real smile in a while. It makes his eyes brighten in a way that makes Will smile even brighter and Nico is hit with the fact of how much he missed smiling like this. Goofily and joyfully in the face of those he loved. 

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:)

jannock-jess  asked:

Hi! I just found this blog and I have a couple of questions that I've been harboring for some time now. 1) If someone's throat was slit how long would it realistically take for them to die? Also would it be possible for them to talk at all? 2) Where/how would someone need to be injured to become paralyzed from the waist down? 3) How would birthing a child work if the mother dies mid-birth? Thank you so much!

Oh wow, a threefer! Okay! I can do this! Let’s go! *cracks knuckles*  

Re throats, and the slitting: I have seen several lacerations to the neck that would very much count as “getting your throat slit” (or, in one case, “cutting your own throat”, much like Mr. Dibbler.) None of them have been fatal. So you will not necessarily die from someone slitting your throat.

The reason for that is that there is a lot of muscle between your skin and the most vulnerable parts of the neck, especially the arteries. It takes a lot of force to actually cut through and cut the artery, because they’re well-protected behind the strap (sternocleidomastoid, or SCM) muscle. As for the trachea (windpipe), it’s actually a very hard structure that’s hard to cut through. It’s why when we do surgical airways, we aim for a very specific membrane called the cricothyroid membrane. (This is why the procedure is known as a “surgical cric”).

 Now, can your character get killed by a throat-cut? Absolutely! But the attacker should be very skilled. Time to dying will vary, depending on how exactly this is accomplished; simply cutting the airway isn’t necessarily effective, because…. Well, the lungs still work, and you have a breathing hole low. You’ve basically just moved the air-exchange-hole from the mouth to the throat. (This can be done surgically as a tracheostomy). So if the victim can manage to keep that hole open and get some help, they will do very, very well.

 Let’s pretendsies, though, that the airway was crushed—maybe they got hit in the throat with an axe or something with some weight behind it. Assuming no other trauma (which is unlikely), they still have a good 3-4 minutes of oxygen to circulate. Maybe a little less, and they’re not exactly useful minutes, but they’ll be awake for a bit.

However, if the carotid artery or -ries get cut, it is game over. While I don’t have any human data on bleedout times (I would LOVE to meet the IRB that would approve that study, except that I wouldn’t), my best guess is 1-3 minutes, and they’re not going to be very functional for those 1-3 minutes, because they will have exactly one goal, which is not bleeding to death.

OKAY! RIGHT ON! QUESTION 2!!

 Paralyzed from the waste down, huh? Let’s see. Here we have a shiny map of dermatomes, which i sa map of what level of the spine innervates…..

…and right nyah. The purple is innervation for the legs. So a spinal cord injury anywhere between C5 (which controls respiratory muscles, very important) down to T12 will cause paralysis below the waist. If you want the character to have full use of the arms, I suggest below T2. So somewhere in the lower thoracic spine should do well.

TWO DOWN, BABY!!! *and the crowd goes wild!!!*

Okay. Number 3. Need some pump-up music.

*Plays Eye of the Tiger*

 Hoooo boy. The procedure you’re looking at is called the Peri-Mortem C-section. It is difficult, not in the skills it takes to do it but in the mentality it takes to make the decision to cut the mom’s belly open to deliver the neonate. That’s a hard decision, done under one of the most stressful moments a doctor could ever face.

 Here’s the thing: mom’s body is very, very sick. Usually this is done because of trauma, but it could also just be a garden-variety medical cardiac arrest. Either way, the #1 thing mom’s body want to do to feel better is jettison the baby.

 Picture a cardiac arrest: CPR, intubation, ventilation. Now add a baby bump, and someone whose literal job it is to only push that baby bump to the left side so that it doesn’t compress the inferior vena cava (great vein). Now picture, during all of that, a doctor performing a C-section. This is madness. This is crazy madness pants-soiling terrorsauce.

 The incision in the abdomen is going to be big, because they want to do it once. Then they dissect down to the uterus, and cut, and deliver the neonate, and the placenta, and clamp and cut the cord.

 Depending on how long mom was in distress before someone decided to do this, baby may be dead, and not come back; baby may be in cardiac arrest and need resuscitated and extensive time in the NICU, or baby may come out relatively healthy and just need some time in the NICU for observation, but this is a baby who has just come out of a BAD situation, very quickly.

 As for mom…. Her day just got a lot better. She’s only trying to circulate blood for one now, not two. A perimortem C-section is a lifesaving operation not just for baby, but for mom, too. Sometimes mom gets lucky, and she lives. Sometimes mom does not. She might die, she might live; as a writer, the decision is in your hands. Both outcomes are possible.

 I hope this helps you!  xoxo, Aunt Scripty

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Aunt Scripty is SO CLOSE to funding her fellowship!! Any chance you could help a girl out with a donation?

Ok so I have a new headcanon. In the wizarding world no one really cared about beasts until Newt published his books so there’s a possibility Newt discovered Thestrals. He’s seen death before, in the form of the girl who died from her obscuros, so he was probably like “wow look at these cool horse th- wait you can’t see them?” So maybe he discovered what Thestrals are and what they do?????

The signs as Sonia Nevermind quotes
  • Aries: My femininity is hella boss!
  • Taurus: Please do not compare reality to contact lenses!
  • Gemini: Huh!? There are amusement parks in hell!?
  • Cancer: Jesus! Shit! You son of a bitch!
  • Leo: In my country, even a child in grade school can operate a tank, no problemo!
  • Virgo: Imbecile! I am not some woman with flexible legs!
  • Libra: Nagito...was problematic in many ways...
  • Scorpio: Wow! Just like a Japanese ninja!
  • Sagittarius: If you got penetrated by something so big and thick, you would die instantly!
  • Capricorn: When we held a hide and seek tournament at the royal library, I nearly died because no one could find me.
  • Aquarius: Is it where hip youngsters wear feather fans and tight clothes as they dance their go-gos and lambadas!
  • Pisces: God damn it all to hell!

Guys, I need you to know the bullshit I suffer from in my room

  1. “Anakin is such a pansy.”
  2. “I want to see Kylo get a redemption arc.”
  3. “Why don’t you find the slave bikini sexy?”
  4. (Followed by, after I snapped) “Wow, don’t take it that seriously.”
  5. “I can’t stand that Padme and Anakin got married. There’s seriously no point.”
  6. “It doesn’t matter if Padme was written badly in ROTS. You have to accept that she turns into a weak person in character.”
  7. “I hate the prequels.”
  8. “I’m pissed that Qui-Gon died! He was the only good part of TPM!”
  9. “It’s insanity that Anakin would ever take a padawan. No one should trust him like that.”
  10. “See, I watched the originals first, which is how it’s really supposed to be.”

Do you guys see why I’m salty all the time?

okay listen….i love Lilo and Stitch 2: Stitch Has a Glitch sooo much….and like ive always been super salty that Dakota Fanning voiced Lilo on this one instead of Daveigh Chase……it has some amazing dialogue and the delivery on stuff is so good.

I’ve had a certain scene stuck in my head all day…..when Lilo beats up Myrtle and Stitch takes pictures….
Lilo gets upset and was like “next time..flush the evidence” and Stitch makes a flushing sound effect and I just love it so much.

  • [Grover and Percy are doing something risky in the mortal world]
  • Grover: This is one of those moments where I tell you something isn't a good idea and you ignore me, isn't it?
  • Percy: You're learning, Grover. Slowly, but you're learning. [Pause] Now remember, in here, you're not a satyr, and I'm just a simple mortal like everyone else.
  • [Grover nods sceptically, turns]
  • Grover: The simple part's right.
  • Percy: What?
  • Grover: I said the sun is very bright.
  • Percy: [Looks around] Yeah, yeah it is.

I can’t let go of my no one dies au where Khadgar stays with Medivh to train and everything is good and gay.

Man! Remember KND?

That was a good show! I liked that show! It was funny, clever, beautifully animated, had an above-average script for most episodes… It was a good show!

Too bad it ended. You know. It died. Along with Cartoon Network. The good old Cartoon Network. The checkered one. Forever. Dead.

Oh well! Not much you can do, I gue–

wow wait what

WOW WAIT WHAT

WOW

WAIT

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT

(x)

i. when my blood spilled down the temple steps, were you glad?
when my wedding robes dripped scarlet, did you regret it, or did you smile,
as the beat of my heart soared and sputtered and then
stopped? as i bled out on your altar stone?
was it worth it?

ii. when your poets told my mother i died willingly, did you force yourself into believing it?
old man, when they said a deer was sent to take my place, did you remember
the way i bled out in front of you, or did you imagine
a doe’s eyes and hooves made for running?
did you imagine anything at all?

iii. when you won your war, did you think of me then?
when the streets filled with crimson, heavy as monsoon rain, did you
think of my sacrifice, my life, laid down
at your feet? did your men hold a vigil?
do you even remember?

iv. father, i do. father, i remember everything.
father, i remember the way my eyes felt heavier with each wine-red drop.
i remember the way your armies cheered as i lay dying,
as the wind lifted the sails of your ships, and i was forgotten.
father, i did not die willingly.
father, the dead do not forget.
father, i am waiting.

—  iphigenia, vengeful | m.c.p

anonymous asked:

What do you hope you'll live to see the day of? (e.g. the day when discrimination dies forever, the day when positive becomes the trendiest of emotions etc) :)

Wow what a question! It’s a tough one. I most definitely would like to see the end of discrimination, the end of bullying, the end of hatred for your fellow person just because their ‘normal’ is different to yours.

Things I Noticed While Watching SWR Season One

•Ezra is so pessimistic??? Like wow where he is now is real character development
•Hera calling Kanan “love”
•"I really thought this Jedi stuff would be more interesting. No wonder they all died" ZEB PLEASE
•EVERYONE’S SO SALTY TO EZRA WTH
•Kanan’s always so eager to fight like wtf calm down no wonder Ezra’s like this
•"Does yours do that?“
•"there is no friendship in war” AWWW THAT LOOK JAI GAVE EZRA
•Can Jai x Ezra be a thing? Jaizra?
•Ezra saying “karabast”
•KANAN ACTING LIKE A CRINGEY DRUNK WHITE DAD HOLY
•EZRA CALLING KANAN “DAD”
•EMPIRE DAY IS EZRA’S BIRTHDAY I REPEAT EMPIRE DAY IS EZRA’S BIRTHDAY
•SABINE GIVING EZRA THE HOLO DISC AND WISHING HIM A HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUUUUGHH MY HEART
•"you lost your focus.“
"Well, dead guys are distracting!”
•Kanan getting super defensive at the term “our”, or just when Lando is with Hera
•the inquisitor gives the best death glares tbh
•THE FACES OF KALLUS AND TUA WHEN THE INQUISITOR KILLED THE TWO COMMANDANTS OMG
•his face transition when he was ordered to dispose of them omg, I think this is when Kallus starts to doubt and question the motives of the empire
•Chopper committing droid murder
•Everyone LOVES disobeying Hera’s direct orders, don’t they?
•wow, Ezra REALLY loves his vents
•WOWIE WHEN KANAN STARTED DUAL WIELDING THE LIGHTSABERS
•"we’re in the middle of a tie-ght spot"
Jfc the things I come up with
•Hera calling Kanan “dear” and resting her hand on his chest omg
•AHSOKAAAAAAAAAA
•the conflict on Kallus’ face when he saw Vader

  • Emma: I don't want to kill my family or screw it up like u rumple wow ur heartless dick.
  • Rumple: I've been the Dark One for over 300 years. You've been the Dark One for less than three hours.
  • Rumple: Half of the things that happened to me were my own fault, but my son died from Zelena's doing.
  • Rumple: You could say I've been screwed from the moment I was born to a manipulative father, or shall I list the other negative sources in my life?
  • Rumple: At least I died for this town, at least, in the end, I tried to recover what I'd lost with Belle.
  • Rumple: What's good, Emma?
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Wow I thought subtitling would take longer, but then again these videos are like a minute long.

Anyways, here’s Natsuki’s Episode 1 from the UtaPri MUSIC this time fully subbed!! Make sure to click the closed-captions “CC” button and choose English. Thank you to utapribr for the translations :D


I only subbed this one, but I’ll definitely do the rest and upload more episodes when I get less busy. For now, all of Otoya, Masato, and Natsuki’s episodes are up!

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First Slice is Free

Original Requests: Can you do one where the reader is a hunter, kind recently started hunting with the guys. Where shes optimistic, glass half full kind of girl and loves the thrill of the danger that comes with the hunt. A hunt goes sour and she nearly dies and ends up covered in blood or something. But after she gets up and is just like wow that could of gone horribly. Kind of smiles it off.. this feels like a weird request, is this weird? i don’t know aha.

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Hey can you do a really cute Dean x Reader fluff? It’s Dean’s birthday coming up and she wants to do something special for him? Like she bakes him pie instead of cake ‘cuz he prefers pie, etc. Something like that? Thanks! Love your blog btw <3

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Can you do one where the reader owns a bakery and meets the boys when they are in town for a hunt and hits it off with Dean (maybe they bond over all the kinds of pie she has?) and when the reader gets kidnapped by a monster the boys save her and just kind of fluffy? Thanks! You’re amazing. :)

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Summary: A pie maker who runs a secret hunting hub befriends the Winchesters.

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“Sam. Sam. SAM.” Dean stuttered as he hit his brother in the chest. “What is this? Am… Am I dead? Is this heaven?”

Dean and Sam Winchester stood in the doorway of the supposed hunting hub that they were informed about by some mutual friends. Ever since the Roadhouse had burned down Hunters didn’t have a place where they could all gather and exchange information. At least not one like this.

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Shit my 7-yo niece has said while we're watching ML
  • During transformation sequence: Wow! She's so flexible! I wish I could put my leg up like that.
  • Lady Wifi: they love each other BUT THEY DON'T KNOW IT
  • Dark Cupid: She's going to have to fight him! All she needs to do is bust his lip and then maybe they'll finally recognize each other when he goes back to school.
  • The Mime: *Eiffel Tower falling* Sure hope no one dies.
  • Every other episode: Come on they both have the same hair HOW DO THEY NOT KNOW