yeah i should be asleep

Unimportant but

I really wish Camp Camp would make an episode that starts off with Harrison and Nerris arguing, but escalates into Harrison losing his temper and making her vanish.

Then all of the episode would be him trying to get her back before anyone realises she’s missing.

He probably tries a bunch of different stuff to make sure no one notices, like he pays Max to make a knit version of her to prop up to people, ‘yes im nerris 100% im a bitch and i love d&d’. No one believes it, but everyone just sort of rolls along

But although it’s pretty funny there’s also an 'oh shit’ element cause Harrison just made someone vanISH? AGAIN?? and yes he hates nerris but co m e o n,,, wasn’t he getting BETTER at this stuff…?

And just when he’s about to give up and tell David, he finds out Nerris was actually fine the whole time and trolling him

And he’s so relieved that he goes to hug her but whoops, guess his magic’s a little wonky cause he ACTUALLY MAKES HER DISAPPEAR THIS TIME

And that’s it.

That’s the episode.

Thoughts on the types, from an infp
  • Istj: i can really jam with you and i have the maddest respect for you, but i hope you eventually feel the need to lose it and do reckless shit one day
  • Estp: you're cool as hell but you also intimidate the shit out of me, like, i'm a timid bird give me a chance here
  • Istp: i've never met one, you sound frightening yet simultaneously like huge dorks
  • Estj: the ones i know are domineering as fuck like, don't do this i'm a free spirited flower, i'll bite you, don't touch me, jeez...
  • Isfj: angels. You're angels, damn it!
  • Isfp: we get on but simultaneously we don't and it's strange. And i always feel like the cynical bad guy around you people
  • Esfp: you're lovely and easy company but PLEASE CALM DOWN SOMETIMES PLEASE
  • Esfj: you're a wonderful angel but you need to learn how to let things go, for your own sake
  • Infj: you seem chill but simultaneously not. Like you have a dark side or some such dramatic thing. And you worry far too much!
  • Infp: i don't know any of you! Where are you? You're the only ones who understand. You're the only ones who know this hell i'm living with
  • Enfp: we can laugh about bizarre shit together and it's magnificent. Also do you hate literally everyone?
  • Enfj: i'm rooting for you so hard, and i always have done
  • Intj: we've known each other a long time and i get you. I see through you. I know all your ways. I'm rooting for you too
  • Intp: you're weird as hell and it's absolutely great, but i really wholeheartedly wish you could be happy
  • Entp: you cover the pain with dank memes
  • Entj: i don't think i know any entjs. I don't think i'd fuck with an entj. You seem frightening but if i can hack the intj then surely i can hack you guys... Right..?

My personal favorite quote from Shakespeare’s Henry VI Part 3.

After all, what’s the good in life if you can’t wear content as your crown? It’s inside everyone somewhere, just waiting to be set free. Live in such a way that you can look at yourself in the mirror and say this quote to yourself. Do what it takes to be happy and contented in life. Love, laugh and enjoy the simpler things.


Characters: Reader, Jensen, Jared, Bob Singer, Jeanie, Michelle, Misha (mentioned)

Summary: This was a request by @my-name-is-alice-ayers.  Can you do a jensen x reader where he and the female reader are sneaking around with each other because they don’t want anyone to know they are dating because they are worried it will affect their work on the show. But they get caught falling  asleep together in jensen a trailer but still try and to deny it to everyone. Thank you for your request love!!

Word Count:2.2k-ish

Warnings: fluff, literally one curse word

a/n: I’m really sorry it’s taken me so long to finish this. I’ve been without a computer for a little bit and I’ve been terribly busy. Please forgive me. I’ll be up and running soon:) thank you to @my-name-is-alice-ayers for requesting this, too

Originally posted by hemmo1996b

“Cut! That’s it!” announced Bob just after Jensen, Jared, and Y/N ‘sped away’ in the Impala.

“Finally!”Jensen groaned. Because Jared decided he was going to relieve his bodily gas into the car without telling anyone, it took 30 more minutes than it was supposed to. It was already 1:00am and everyone was flat out aggravated and ready to go home.

As the trio got of the car and slammed their doors, Jensen and Y/N coughed and gagged.

Y/N strained out, “I think I need an oxygen tank.”

Jared laughed rolled his eyes playfully, “C’mon, you guys. It wasn’t that bad.” Jensen and Y/N both gave him the are-you-serious glare.

Before anyone could complain any more, Bob walked up to them with papers in his arms. “This is the call sheet for tomorrow. We may have some minor changes, but we’ll let you know when you come in tomorrow morning. Sounds good?” With a few ‘okay’s and ‘thank you’s, he walked away leaving the three of you alone again.

Y/N covered her mouth as she yawned, obviously a sign that she needed to get home soon. “Good job boys,” she told her friends. “I’m going to get Clif and head home. See y’all tomorrow.”

With a pat on Jared’s shoulder, she turned to walk away, but Jensen caught her arm. He spun her around to face him and with a pleading look said, “I’ll bring you home so Clif doesn’t have to drive across town to bring Jared home after you.” Although he didn’t make it very obvious, his eyes told her everything she needed to hear.

“Okay, yeah.”

“Well I guess we should get going before you fall asleep, then,” he chuckled, obviously rushing.

The both of them said their ‘goodnight’s to Jared and few of the crew members, eager to leave as soon as possible. When they finally made it to the car, Y/N let out a dramatic sigh of relief. “Finally, thank God.”

“You know, we’re starting to run out of excuses,” he chuckled, accelerating as fast as he could to get out of there.

There was a brief silence before she suggested hesitantly, “Or we could just stop having to make excuses.” Jensen sighed at her answer to him, but this facade that they kept up was going to go south one way or another and  Y/N loathed it with every fiber in her body.

She started acting on the show about a year ago, but was only supposed to have a 3-episode story arc. Her and Jensen were just friends, at first. A little flirting here and there, but nothing really serious until one day, Jensen had enough and just kissed her without any hesitation.

Y/N loved being there working with the Supernatural cast and crew, but it was hard to work there and be with Jensen. She thought that people would make it difficult for them to work together, so they’d decided not to tell anyone–not even Jared. At first, it wasn’t so hard, but months of it? She felt like she was drowning in so many lies that she couldn’t keep up. What made it worse was that recently she had been told that her character, Finleah, would now be frequently occurring on the show as a paradoxical-like character.

Although she told herself it was best for her and Jensen, a part of her thought that obviously if their off-screen relationship hasn’t affected their on-screen relationship by now, why would it after they’d told everyone?

Because Y/N was lost in her thoughts, the car fell silent. “Babe,” Jensen nudged her by pressing his knuckles to her thigh. She looked at him and he saw the vapors in her eyes for a quick second before he had to look at the road again. He couldn’t stand to see her upset; it made him feel like he wasn’t doing good enough.

“We will one day,” he comforted. “One day soon.” Those words made Y/N smile weakly. She loved Jensen, even if he didn’t know it, and  she wanted everyone else to know it, too.

 The next morning, Y/N had gotten up early because the call sheet read that she, Jared, and Jensen had to be there for 9, so being her always-prompt self, she made sure to be there for 8:30. When she got to set, though, she was told that the scene was moved to 12 because they needed more coverage on Misha and Jared’s scene. Of course. My luck.

As she groaned at the news, she turned to see Jared walking towards her. Before he could say so much as a ‘good morning’, she told him, “Our scene got moved.”

Then it was his turn to groan. “So you’re telling me I woke up this early for nothing?”

With a small giggle she informed him, “Oh, no. You still have a scene with Mish.” His eyes rolled out of his head at her words. Walking away, Y/N shouted over her shoulder, “Good luck J-Pad!”

She yawned as she walked to her trailer. Now that she didn’t have to get to hair and makeup until 11:15, she decided that it didn’t hurt to take a nap.

Before she got into her trailer, she saw someone running out of the corner of her eye. She turned to see Jensen jogging to the hair and makeup trailer, obviously late as usual.

“Jackles,” she called out at him.

With a confused look, he stopped jogging and turned towards her. “Y/N, we’re late. Let’s go,” he shouted, motioning for her to follow him.

“Our scene got moved dumbass,” Y/N explained.

His eyes widened, but for only a second and began jogging towards her. “Oh, psh. I knew that. Just making sure you knew.”

“Mhm,” she hummed, eyebrows raised. “Well, I’m going take a nap.”

She turned to walk into her trailer when she felt his hand grab her arm. “Come nap with me?” Jensen asked shyly. With a small smile playing on her lips, she nodded her head and followed him to his trailer, hiding like school kids even if their destination was only 30 feet away.

In his living space sat a medium-sized black couch that they fit in perfectly. Y/N giggled and plopped down and Jensen took the open space right next to her. With his arm around her waist, she rested her head on his chest. In no more than 5 minutes passed and they were both softly snoring.

It was around 10:00 when Jared barged in without knocking. “Hey Jay. Have you–,” he cut himself off when he turned to find his fellow castmates cuddling into each other.

“I knew it,” he whispered to himself. For evidential reasons, he took his phone out of his pocket and snapped a few pictures and an idea struck in his head. Walking out of his best friend’s trailer quietly, he giggled and decided to call Y/N instead.

“What’s up, Jare?” she answered groggily.

As much as Jared wanted to blurt it out at that second, he knew he shouldn’t. “We’ve got a scene in 30, okay?” he informed her. “They moved the schedule around again.”

Y/N sighed in aggravation. “Let Jeanie know that I’ll be there in a minute please.”

“Will do, Y/N/N.” He hung up. Oh, this will be good.

Placing a light kiss on Jensen’s forehead, Y/N gathered her things just in case anyone decided to walk into the trailer. Before fully walking out, she popped her head out and looked left and right. Once she knew that she wouldn’t be seen, she walked (well, ran) to the hair and makeup trailer that sat across the parking lot.

She rushed in the door out of breath, so Jeanie and Michelle gave her a confused and shocked look. “You alright there, hun?” Jeanie asked. All Y/N could do was nod. Knowing not to push her buttons, Jeanie patted the back of the chair, signaling her to sit down.

By the time Jeanie and Michelle finished dolling Y/N up, it was almost 10:30. If she wasn’t there at least 5 minutes before, she was going to have a heart attack.

Just as she reached the door ready to bolt to set, Jensen flung the door open. Both of them tried to hide their mischievous looks and act normal.

Jensen stepped back down and held the door open for her to walk out. “Thank you,” she said sheepishly while a blush crept on her cheeks. All Jensen did was smile back at her.

Although she wished she could’ve stayed there and looked at his shy face, she knew that she had a job to do. So with a small wave, she walked away, a little pep in her step.

Jensen stepped into the artificially lit room with still remains of a school-boy smile on his face. The two women who occupied the room faces him with smirks on their faces. As he looked at them, his small smile faded, but not completely.

“What?” he asked not-so-innocently. They both just laughed at him, but didn’t bother to say a word.

 Y/N finally made it on set at exactly 10:31. When she read the numbers on the wall, she could feel her heart start to race.

“Y/N!” she heard Bob yell in her direction. Hurriedly, she made her way to where everyone stood.

Jared was already in his marker ready to go.  He gave her a sly look and she couldn’t figure out why.

Looking back at Bob, she saw some post its in his hands. “Are you okay?” he first asked, noticing how ‘late’ she was. When she gave him a small nod, he continued skeptically, “So we decided we needed to add a quick little sniper to make it a little more dramatic when Finleah ‘leaves’.”. She nodded her head to let him know that she was following, so he continued, “I’m going to have Finleah and Sam kiss. Not long, but enough.”

We have to what? Y/N’s eyes widened at the words her boss spoke to her, but Jared let out a laugh, so she sent him daggered eyes.

“Let’s get going, okay?” Bob said. “We’ll shoot the kiss first, let you guys look at it, and then we’ll finish everything else okay?” Y/N noticed the camera’s looked off, as if they wouldn’t even be filming them in the at the right angle, but she didn’t say anything. She was just an actor, so her opinion was irrelevant. With a hesitant nod towards Bob, Y/N walked over to where Jared was standing and placed herself on her marker. She turned her back to him as the script said and took a second to get into character.

“And, ACTION.”

“Finleah, what are you doing?” asked Jared, his hand on her shoulder.

Y/N began to fake weep, her shoulders jerking slightly. “I can’t do this anymore, Sam. I can’t deal with the constant worry whenever you and Dean leave the bunker that you’ll never come back.”

In the background, the door to the set had opened to reveal Jensen. He took a few quiet steps when he realized that Y/N and Jared were doing a scene, so he decided to stand next to Robert and watch for a few minutes.

Y/N hadn’t noticed him until she turned to face Jared, but she kept up her act. “Sam, I love you and I can’t–” and that’s when Jared cupped Y/N’s cheeks with both of his hands and slammed his lips against hers.

Pushing Jared away, she felt herself begin to breath hard. Of course, she knew she was supposed to kiss back as part of the scene, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. The man she secretly loved was standing only 20 feet away from her. Jensen took a sharp breath in and Y/N was sure she could hear that sound sound from a mile away.

For the sake of not giving her and Jensen’s relationship away, she said in a low voice, “I’m sorry. I wasn’t paying attention.” She tried to play it off by chuckling lightly.

“That’s alright,” Bob said, patting Jensen on the back. “Let’s go look at the footage anyway.” He waved the three of them over to the huge monitors. Y/N sent him a confused look, but went along with it anyways.

Jeremy sat in front of the monitors and clicked a few buttons before it came up. When Y/N and Jensen saw what was displayed, they both froze like deer in the headlights. Before them was a picture of the two of them sleeping together on his couch from an hour ago.

Y/N turned to see Bob and Jared standing with their arms crossed around their chests and smirks plastered on their faces. “It’s not what it looks like,” Jensen said guiltly, still looking at the screens.

Y/N couldn’t handle it anymore. All the lies and hiding were getting to her and she was over it. “Goddammit,” she muttered and with one swift movement, she turned Jensen around and kissed him. Hard.

Behind them, Jared, Bob, and a few others had gathered to holler and wolf whistle at them.

When she pulled away, Jensen’s jaw clenched in embarrassment. “Y/N, what the–”

“Jensen, shut up and kiss me.”

The Foolish Dwarf

Request: Hi there! I saw you were opening requests and I’m so excited^^I was wondering, if it’s not too much trouble, if you could do a Nori or Bofur story, where they try to express their feelings for the reader, but het all young tied and nervous and strange things come out instead of words of love^^Love your stories!!

A/N: Thank you for the request and support! So here it is, I really like how this turned out and I hope that you and everyone else will be pleased!

Word count: 988

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Pack Mom - Part 2

Originally posted by showandwrite

Originally posted by relatlonship

Request// Can I be really cheeky and request a part 2 to pack mom where Liam stays with the reader over the weekend but it’s storming and he’s afraid of the storm and can’t sleep so the reader has him lay in her arms and she comforts him like runs her hand through his hair, kisses his forehead, rocks him in her arms etc and it’s just really cute and he sleepily calls her mom, pretty please bc I loved part 1 omg x

A/N// We have had many request’s for a part 2 of Pack Mom, we are so glad you all liked it. Thank you for your request and the idea for part 2, we loved this idea. Please request if you would like a part 3.Request box is still open so feel free to send them in.

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Derek left on Saturday around 12 pm and left Liam and I for the rest of the weekend. Liam had done all his homework in the morning as I told him to while I cleaned all the mess up what everyone made from the night before. So after that we both just chilled out for the rest of the day, watching movies and having snacks. We also talked about what would happen if he went home and him and his parents kept arguing.

“Sweetie, when you go home on Sunday night, just try and give it a few days and see how things go okay, but if nothing changes you come and tell me, do not keep it from me, Derek and I will do something, we promise” I said.

“I will try, I hate the arguing, it’s the worst, but I will try and give it a few days to see how things go” Liam confessed

“That’s my boy” I say kissing him on the head.It was starting to get late,So we finished the movie we were watching then we decided that both of us should go to bed, because Liam was already dozing off.

“Li, come on, I think we should go bed, I think your bed will be more comfy to sleep in than the sofa” I laugh as I ran my fingers through his hair.

“Yeah, I think we should” Liam said half asleep. I pulled the blanket off the both of us and I pulled Liam into a hug.

“Goodnight Li, if you need anything in the night, you know where I am” I said as I planted a kiss on his forehead.

“Goodnight Y/N, and thank you” Liam said. We both then headed off to bed.

As I got in bed I decided to ring Derek. I grabbed my phone, and called him, it didn’t take long for him to answer.

“Hey baby how’s everything going….That’s good to hear….Yeah me and Liam’s fine, we just chilled out all day watching films and talking about when he goes home, and if the arguing continues he is to come straight back to us….yeah we will think of something….Really you would do that….Well we will see how things go then if he comes back we will tell him, Derek Hale you are the best I love you so much…No, what about the weather?… A storm… Well I better go and try and get some sleep before it keeps me up all night… Goodnight I Love you to” I ended the phone call, then wrapped myself up in my blanket to keep warm.

It was around 2:30 in the morning when I heard the rain hit against the window. It got heavier by the minute, the wind started to whistle. The first bolt of lightning lit up the room, then within seconds an explosion of thunder rolled in,It rattled my windows.I lay there with my eyes closed listening to the storm.

“Y/N are you awake?” I heard Liam ask

“Yeah I’m awake sweetheart, what’s up?” I say

“I..I” Liam started 

“You what Li?” I question whilst sitting up rubbing my eyes

“I hate storms, they just..they just scare me” Liam confessed

“Oh sweetie you don’t have to be scared, come and lay here with me, you have nothing to be afraid of Li, I’m here” I tried to comfort Liam, Just as Liam climbed into my bed I wrapped my arms around him, then there was another loud bang, then a flash of lightning. I felt Liam start to shake. I pulled him into a tighter hug and kissed him on his head.

“Listen Li, the storms not going to hurt you, I won’t let it hurt you” I said

“I hate them, I hate them so much, they scare me, and I don’t care how much that makes me sound like a baby, but they do, I hate the noise the thunder and wind make” Liam cried

“Hey, hey, hey we don’t need tears Li, you are not a baby so don’t think that, people are scared of all sorts of things” I say whilst running your fingers through his hair. Then another bolt of lightning struck. Liam then through the covers over his head.

“Come on Sweetie, Shh, Shh,Shh, I’ve got you, it will pass soon I promise” I cooed. Liam held me tighter. I decided to turn on the lamp, so we had a bit of light in the room. That eased Liam a bit, till his thoughts kicked in.

“Y/N what if the…what if the storm makes the power go out?” I felt tears drip onto my arm.

“Liam if the power goes out, I will turn the backup generator on, so stop worrying, you going to be okay” I say.

I lay there with Liam, making sure he feels safe, making sure he knows he is safe. Reassuring him that everything is going to be okay. Half talking about the storm and half talking about his parents. I wanted the best for Liam, he was like a son to me, and I didn’t want to see him like this.

“Listen, the storm starting to die down now.” I held Liam beginning to rock him,trying to help him go back to sleep.The thunder wasn’t as loud, the lightning didn’t appear again, the wind still whistled, and the rain still poured. I began to feel Liam falling back to sleep, I turned off the light and Liam snuggled into me. Just before he fell asleep Liam began speaking.

“Thank you mom. I love you” He said sleepily

“No problem Sweetie, I love you too” I said as I kissed his temple then drifted off to sleep.

Thank you for reading. Request if you would like a part 3 :)



He doesn’t know what he is.

His powers didn’t come with any instructions or any answers. It had been an accident. A mistake. And now he is here but…

He has spent years not knowing what he is.

All this time and he still doesn’t even know if he’s dead or alive. Or both. Or neither.

He is still a teenager, he thinks. With classes and chores. With nagging parents and bullies waiting for him in the hallway between periods.

But can he really believe that when he blasts ghosts with ectoplasmic energy built up around his hands and destroys city blocks with the ensuing chaos?

When he flies around Amity Park, he doesn’t need to breathe and no matter how desperately he looks for one, he cannot find a pulse.

His rings transform him back to a living breathing boy again, blood pumping gently, insistently, from his chest. But if he lets the light wash over him again, he is cold and powerful, with energy thrumming in his core.


… the other.

Human. Ghost.

Dead? Alive?

He doesn’t know anymore, what this makes him. He bleeds both red and green.

He is a ghost with a curfew. A student who can walk through walls.

Spectra asked him once what he was and he didn’t have an answer. A ghost trying to fit in with humans? Or a creepy little boy with creepy little powers?

Both, he had said then. Neither, he corrected. Then, I don’t know.

He still doesn’t know. Half of one thing and half of another but not really anything himself. Frostbite had called him a child of two worlds, but he wonders if he belongs to either, really. If he can ever belong to one again.

It’s hard to believe it when on one hand he is hunted down by his own parents and an overzealous ex-girlfriend, and on the other, half of the ghosts in the Ghost Zone seemed to make it their personal mission to escape out into the human world just to make his life a living nightmare.

He fights ghosts. But he is one. He protects humans, but they hate him for it.

There are only three people in the world who accept both of his halves, like him for… whatever it is he is.

Jazz covers for him when she can, eases his life at home, and stops to tell him how proud she is of what he is doing. Sam patches him up, stitching wounds in his side as she is always quick to assure him that his powers are good and make him unique. Tucker keeps him sane, keeps him grounded, and says not to worry because whatever Danny is, he’s still Danny, and that’s enough.

He tries to believe that. Really, he does. But it’s just so hard. Jazz would have a field day with the things that went through his brain, because even now, years later, he still waffles between both sides, staring at his hands with glowing green eyes as he tries to understand who he is.

What he is.

He is tired and hungry, bruised and upset. He is bleeding and he is exhausted and he cries when it gets to be too much.

He keeps getting knocked down, driven into the pavement. But he gets back up on his feet every time.

After he fails his math tests, he watches movies with his friends, and stares at the stars that he will never have a chance to study. When his parents shoot him, he escapes back to his room and spends dinner complimenting his mom’s cooking (if it isn’t trying to eat him) and laughs at his dad’s lame jokes.

Dash beats him up, Paulina calls him a loser, and Valerie avoids his eyes. But he saves them all, time and time again.

He’s terrified of still turning evil and destroying the world with the awful rage he knows is inside him. But he blushes when he brushes up against Sam’s hand as they walk home.

And maybe that means that Tucker is right. Because it just proves that there’s still some part of him that’s human.

Even if it doesn’t beat, he still has a heart.

Reading By Moonlight - SorMik

Author Notes: This is the first time I’ve written for them so please bear with me. I haven’t exactly participated much in this fanbase either, as my big projects are in other fandoms right now, but I wanted to write at least something for SorMik Week cause I do love these two quite a lot. So here I am! Trying my best! ^-^

Pairing: Sorey x Mikleo

Words: 925

SorMikWeek2017 – Day 1

Prompt: Elysia (Innocence / Beginnings)

Title: Reading By Moonlight

Mikleo closed the door behind him as he stepped out into the moonlight. The air was crisp, a natural scent of fresh grass with a hint of calm soothing water, leaving his steps forward to feel smooth and serene. Flowing through the night like a – well, like a water seraph should, he would think.

Crossing his arms, Mikleo paused in his walk to frown up at the large rock formation sticking out of the ground beside Elysia’s small pond. All of the other seraphs were asleep, or at least closed off in their dwellings for the night. Only one of the villagers was awake at this absurd hour (besides Mikleo himself of course), but he supposed Sorey had a little bit of an excuse to be the odd one out. He was, after all, the only human who lived with them.

Standing at the bottom of the lone rock, Mikleo continued to frown up at his close childhood friend. “And what are you doing up this late?”

Sorey jerked toward him and then gave a light grin. “Oh, Mikleo. I thought you were asleep.”

“As you should be.”

“Yeah, maybe,” Sorey quickly assented, “but I had to read this part again.”

Shifting his stance to put a hand on his waist, Mikleo raised an eyebrow. “Out here?”

A sheepish shrug was his only response. Without more explanation, Sorey returned to the book in his lap. His legs stayed crossed, not at all acknowledging the line of being awake at such a late hour, nor recognizing the hint of curiosity in Mikleo’s tone. Trust Sorey to miss the finer points of conversation. When he was caught in his reading or exploration, it was hard to get noticed without banging down the doors deliberately, so to speak.

Well. If he was going to be that way, then Mikleo had no choice.

With a determined push forward, the young water seraph grabbed hold of the stone in front of him and little by little pulled himself up. He wasn’t really a climber, not like Sorey. Sorey found trouble in other ways all the time, but climbing was definitely one of his strengths, especially when it came to exploring the nearby ruins. Mikleo had magic techniques on his side, of course, so he wasn’t ever too worried of a fall, but he was still only strong in water and not rock or air.

Regardless of the details, Mikleo could climb this rock just fine, and in no time at all he was sitting beside Sorey on the cool stone illuminated by the overhanging moonlight. Before he nudged his friend, he took a moment to study him. Admire him. While he’d always been somewhat conscious of growing up, seeing Sorey in this setting seemed to make it all the more real. A feeling he couldn’t quite explain burned deep inside him just from staring at his close friend’s face, at the way those soft green eyes danced across the words on the book’s page. A part of him wanted to snuggle in closer to the human’s natural warmth, but he held that part back. He wasn’t sure what Sorey would think of him for doing such a thing – and he wasn’t too sure why he wanted it yet, either.

After his eyes had gotten their fill, Mikleo cleared his throat. “So what’s so important that you have to read it out in the dark instead of under a light in your house?”

Sorey blinked, lifting his nose away from the book slowly to light up at Mikleo’s presence. “Some of the text looks different under different lighting. And the art catches the moonlight strangely, too.”

“Strangely,” Mikleo repeated with a disbelieving hum. “You mean you think there could be some secret to decipher.”

Sorey’s eyes widened immediately. “You think that’s possible? I just thought it was neat reading the Celestial Record while sitting under the stars. It has a different feel because of the change in atmosphere. You don’t think that could -”

Mikleo watched as his friend went on and on, getting more excited after each sentence. The young water seraph brought a hand to his chin, feeling the soft fabric of his clothes brushing at his skin, all while he swallowed his laughter. Eventually, Sorey caught on to his mirth and nudged his arm, setting the chuckles free.

“You know -”

Before Sorey could go on, Mikleo interrupted by snatching the ancient text from the other’s lap. “You know, we should probably read through it all under the moonlight together. Knowing you, you might miss something important.”

“Heh. Yeah, I guess we should,” Sorey said, ignoring the slight teasing insult as he accepted the proposition. “Two heads are better than one.”

“And four eyes are better than two.”

Sorey snickered as if at some funny joke but didn’t elaborate. Instead, the both of them became preoccupied with reading through the Celestial Record from the beginning. After setting the book in between them, resting on one leg each, they shifted positions a few more times to find the best angle to avoid shadows, and then they read aloud to each other with the turn of each page, their voices whispering softly in the moonlit darkness.

By the time dawn arrived, both Mikleo and Sorey had fallen fast asleep, leaning against each other. The Celestial Record remained shared between them, open and barely a fourth of the way through its many pages. They may not have finished their project in one night, but at least it was a fitting beginning.

Good morning! One Barista Hide for kkongchinim / KKONGkujya coming right up~ :D! day I’ll get over Stage Play, but that day is not today.


Title: 2:36

Pairing: Reader x Sam

Word Count: 674

Warnings: None

Request: Imagine trying to study for an exam and Sam finding you asleep at the table, and then it ends all sweet and cute at the end.



Your name: submit What is this?


You yawned and rolled your neck, then blearily looked back down at your Psychology textbook. Slowly reading the words to yourself, you compared them to the notes in your notebook. The clock on the wall above you read 11:59, and you watched as the second hand ticked closer towards midnight. Your eyes began to drift close, and you shook your head.

“No, you can’t fall asleep yet, Y/N,” you told yourself. Putting the book aside, you grabbed the colorful flashcards for your Latin class. The community college nearby the bunker was offering all sorts of classes that would be helpful in hunting, so you had decided to take them. Little did you know that college was a lot harder than you remember high school being. You flipped through the cards, quizzing yourself, and when you finished the thick stack you pulled back your Psych notes, ready for another round of studying.

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Don't know how (Calum Hood smut)


smut: you bet ya

I think I’ve done something like this before with one of the boys but I can’t remember which one :/ Ashton I think

Y/n pov.

“Can we leave now” i whispered to Calum my best friend since the age of who was lying next to me on my bed.

“What? No! Your parents would kill you” he said surprised

“Nah, they won’t, family BBQs are boring, they wont even notice.”

“I guess but I don’t want to get on the wrong side of you parents”

“Cal, they love you like you’re their own son there’s no chance you would ever get on their wrong side”

“Fine, let’s go to mine then, but you’re getting the blame if they ask where we are” he said standing up and reaching a hand out for my to take.

We quietly tried to walk down the stairs shushing each other every time a floorboard squeaked.

“Go” I whisper shouted to Calum who was in front of me when the front door was in sight.

We made it out side with out being caught and quickly ran across the road to Calum’s house.

Now we were back to doing what we were doing previously at mine but instead of laying on my bed we were on Calum’s.

“What was the point of that?” Calum laughed “we basically came here to do what we were doing at yours”

“Eh I don’t know why it was just something to do I guess”

“Wow logic” he said sarcastically.

“Okay then, what do you suggest that we do?” I asked raising an eyebrow at him.

“No idea” he sighed

“Well what do you normally do when your bored?” I asked

Suddenly his face turned up into a smirk.


“What? Calum!” I said embarrassed

“Like you don’t do it!” He defended himself.

“I don’t!” I defended myself back. “Come on let’s do something” I said getting up and walking to the door.
“You coming?” I turned found to face him as he wasn’t following.

He was still laying on the bed but now looking at me in shock.

“What?” I asked confused

“You don’t masturbate?”


“Why the hell not?” He asked still confused

“I- um can we not talk about this… Please?” I asked

“No no, tell me. I won’t judge I’m your best friend.” He reassured a confronting and trustworthy smile on his face.

“Come here”
He said reaching out his arms for me.

I crawled onto his lap and buried my face into his neck not wanting to look at him as I was still embarrassed about this whole conversation.

His arms went around me pulling me closer to him.

“You going to tell me why now?” He asked softly.

“Ugh okay. But it’s embarrassing” I said

“Don’t be embarrassed” he reassured “I can feel the heat radiating off your cheek” he giggled his chest vibrating And making my skin tickle.

“Shut up” I groaned

“Tell me” he said

“Fine. I don’t know how to … You know… Do it”

“Awwwww” he cooed

“Shut up” I said hitting his arm gently.

“I’m sorry” he said “you’re just so cute and innocent” he said pinching my cheeks.

“Seriously cal, it’s not funny”

“Sorry… Again” he said slinging my smaller body around so I was laying the bed underneath him. He started tickling me making me scream at him and kick around at him.

“Stop stop -stop” I panted and he finally gave in staring at me for a minute.

“I’ll teach you” he said, his voice strained.

“W-what?” I asked stunned

“I’ll teach you.” He repeated, his hand starting to move down my leg slowly.

My breath hitched in my throat as his hand made it’s way higher and higher up my leg to the middle of my thighs.

“Y/n?” He questioned as I looked away. One of his hand coming up to my face to move my chin so I was looking directly at him. I could feel my cheeks heating up again and cursed him silently in my head.

“Cal” I whispered desperately.

“I promise you, I will take care of you, there nothing to be embarrassed about.” He said kissing my nose gently and making my face scrunch up.

“So cute” he whispered knowing I hated when he called me that.

“Really? Calum! Really?” I breathed out laughing gently.

“Not just cute” he said kissing me again on the nose “but lots of other things, especially sexy” he said and we both laughed at the cheesiness of it and lightening the mood.

“Whatever, if we’re gonna do this let’s just do this” I said

“Don’t sound to enthusiastic” he chuckled

I gave him a pointed look and his face turned serious. He leaned down kissing me gently.

Tugging at my top he pulled it over my head chucking it across the room landing on his bass guitar making me laugh again. Next he moved to my shorts un buttoning them in a swift motion and chucking them over with my shirt. He lips came down to my neck kissing it gently before sucking a bruise, making me moan loudly. Calum’s hips bucked into mine his hard on prominent and bold against me.

“Now give me your hands and I’ll take you through what you have to do ” he said and he rested his hands over the top of mine.

He moved them slowly over my body so he was doing the work but my hands were the only ones in contact with my skin making me squirm and hold back from begging for his touch.

He then trailed my hands down my body so the were at the top of my hips.

“You ready for this?” He asked breathlessly and I nodded.

He guided my hand down so it rubbed against my clit. My breath hitched in my throat making him look up at me.

“I Just trust me” I nodded and he carried on hiding me through.

His hands helped me rub figure of eights over my clit as I softly moaned and bucked my hips up.

“You have to do this bit by your self.” He said removing his hands from over mine. “Just slip one finger in” he said as I carefully did what he said.
It was a weird feeling as I had never done this before.

“Now pump it in and out slowly… Or fast however you want to go it’s up to you” He said and I removed my finger before pushing it back in while he kissed my forehead slowly, his eyes then cast do wards so he was watching my every movement.

He got off of me leaving me confused.

“Don’t stop” he said as he un did his trousers pulling then off and discarding his shirt.

“Now add a second finger” he said and I obliged thrusting a second finger in as he watched on. “Curl them upwards to hit your g-spot” he said as his hand went down into his boxers and he started stroking himself.

I curled my fingers up my walls clenching tightly in protest. I carried on pumping my fingers in and out my pace speeding up slightly as I was reaching the point of pure bliss.
“God babe, that’s so fucking hot” he moaned.

“Oh god. I-I think I’m gonna come” I moaned.

“Go on love, make your self come” he encouraged as I clenched repeatedly on my fingers panting and gasping out his name.

I came down from my high pulling my fingers out and breathing heavily. I looked over to Calum who still had his hands down his pants, he was watching me intently while moving his hand up and down.

“D-do you need any help?” I asked nervously.

“God yes” he said as I moved over to him. I pulled the waist band of his boxers dragging them down his thighs and off onto the floor.

I laid my head on his chest before straddling him.

My hand went to his length but he stopped me quickly.

“It won’t be enough” he panted “please I need more, i need you so bad please”

“I-okay” I said letting him flip me over.

“Promise me things won’t be weird after this” he said and I shook my head.

“They won’t be” I promised as he lined himself up with my entrance.



With that he pushed slowly into me rocking straight in and out making my hands shoot up to claw at his back muscles.

“Cal” I moaned loudly “god”

“Why didn’t we do this before?” He asked

“I have no idea but this is so fucking awesome” I breathed out

“We have to do this again sometime” he whispered and I agreed.


“Come on love” he said

“Oh gosh”

“Come on, cum for me love” he cooed

He went back to kissing me, leaving no piece of skin untouched by his lips.

“That was amazing” Calum said as we both came down from our highs and he pulled me into his side and hugged me tightly to him.

“Yeah” I agreed contently wanting to fall asleep.

“Shit. We should probably get back to yours before they notice” Calum said as we looked at each other in shock.