yes i am tagging her in this

But what if the princess was in the tower because she was the dragon?

Like the queen gives birth and oops it’s this adorable little scaley lizard with tiny wings that she can never quite seem to fold right

None of the King’s advisors or doctors can explain it, no one can remember anyone who might have cursed the royal family, plus sire she’s clearly yours still I mean look at those eyes

They just kind of accept it and keep her in a tower so no one tries to slay her

The queen or castle servants reading bedtime stories to the toddler princess, who’s made a nest of her favorite toys and some jewelery she stole off her mother, and when she laughs little puffs of smoke come out of her mouth

The king being so proud when she flies across the room for the first time

And once the princess comes of age, confused knights breaking into the tower to find a twenty foot long dragon sitting at the vanity getting her horns polished by her handmaidens


oh wow, I was not expecting this to be popular at all @_@

Due to popular demand I am… going to attempt writing this. By all means, that doesn’t mean anyone else who said they wanted to or who might already be doing so has to stop, especially because I’m sure we’ll have different takes on it. Just, yes, I am going to write it, and yes it will probably take a while but you’ve all gotten me excited enough that I really want it to be a thing, one way or another.

Supergirl episode 2x13 was a very weird episode, to say the least. What’s even weirder is that Mxyzptlk (I totally copied and pasted his name) wasn’t the strangest thing that happened during the ep. I mean, skipping the whole shooting at Supergirl scene, where you can clearly see the people behind her that didn’t give a shit about the gunshots - which, I mean, I know America has a huge gun problem, but I don’t think that’s quite how it works -, or the flying car that went on fire immediately after hitting the ground (my friend has been in a car accident where the car ended up upside down, and she would be dead if cars were so easy to explode)… Leaving all of these things behind… what the fuck was that?
Don’t get me wrong, good for Winn who now has a girlfriend (#winnforthewin!)(<– yeah, don’t comment that), although she seems fled from Buffy: The Vampire Slayer and her whole entrance and then their relationship development was freaking rushed (they might as well proposed to each other in perfect Mr. Mxyzptlk style at that point), and awesome for Sanvers, even though they hadn’t so much screentime this time either (which they kinda promised to us, but I guess Mon’Ew closeups were somehow more important…), but the whole episode felt like a patchwork thing to me.

I have to say that Kara’s happiness is my happiness (and damn, how incredibly gorgeous she was in this episode), so I’ve sadly accepted that is extremely unlikely that she’s gonna end up with Lena (what a waste of chemistry, though… ugh, it pains me), but that said, Flann’El is really such a poor choice. In this episode in particular he behaved like a total douche, all testosterone a no synapses, just straight up trying to punch the guy, practically demanding his execution and then challenging him to a duel for what? Kara’s hand? In which century does he think they are??
I didn’t like that he was completely ignoring the fact that Kara is a strong woman - like… super strong -, perfectly capable of handling a random idiot - although provided with insane powers -, and he kept whining about this guy, while doing and saying such stupid things, only because he felt threatened. This is such typical of straight man, the pulling up a chaos because their pride is hurt or threatened and they have to show to the girl that they’re strong and bla bla bla. This is so wrong in any scenario, but in this one? In this one it’s nuts. That’s Supergirl, you idiot! She stops planes and missiles! She’s bulletproof! She flies, for Rao’s sake, she ain’t a damsel in distress and she told you! You can fill me with all the reasons why he behaved like that, like that he cares so much to Kara that he lost it, but that’s still incredibly immature and he ain’t a teenager: he’s supposed to be an adult.
I just hate to see women having to keep the men on the right path ‘cause they can’t keep their shit together by themselves and they have to be schooled all the time.

Anyway, zero Lena’s mentions in this Valentine’s episode. We had Luthors for the real Valentine’s Day, so I’ll pretend that’s enough…


This is the first drawing of my demonsona Alæru I’ve made in a while, with a full outfit design and everything~

Her versatile chaos magic is god-mode, but she’s terrible at using it for the majority of the story @cyanea-capillata and I have been writing together. Like me, she’s ace and demiromantic.

jieun is tired of your shit

Little Ham Man (Small!Hamilsquad x Reader) 14

A/N: Since all of you are being so kind today, I decided to post the next chapter early! Enjoy you beautiful people!

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“Time to get out this room, Philip,” You said, striding to the desk. He looked up, frowning at you. He was finally changed out of his blood-stained clothing, wearing the clothes that you bought the boys when they were small. “You need to see the outside of this room, and it’s going to happen today. I told you, I’d give you two weeks. You have to face the world you’re in.”

His scrunched up his face, “But Y/N-“

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Tasertricks AU: Loki Laufeyson is imprisoned deep within the earth for over five thousand years and cursed to be conscious every moment in his personal hell, a punishment for a crime he did not commit but then archaeologist, Dr. Jane Foster and anthropologist, Dr. Darcy Lewis unearth his prison. They set in motion a chain reaction that causes Loki’s incarcerator, Thanatos to be awakened. Loki finds himself battling with old enemies to protect new friends and it does not help that he has found himself grown attached to Darcy which does not go unseen by Thanatos.

{ a latte on my mind }

pairing: maria reynolds x reader

a/n: excuse the bad pun. i thought it was cute,,, 

my first maria imagine! thank you to @littleblue5mcdork for the idea!

t/w: none!

inbox || masterlist

You were always one for routine. You liked its stability and the security of knowing what you had planned for the day. You woke up, went to work at a local coffee shop, then went home. You occasionally went out with friends. Your life was simple, but it was enough. 

The smell of ground coffee and its rich smell when it was roasted always made you feel at ease. You helped break people out of their sleepy slumber with a simple elixir made by hand. You lured customers in with the promise of caffeine like a siren lured sailors in closer while they were out at sea. 

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Queen of the Water (11)

Bucky x Reader

Summary: A normal girl gets thrown into the Royal world. Royal AU

Word Count: 1.7k+

Warnings: swearing, protective!bucky, FLUFF, cliffhanger 


CATCH UP HERE Part 9 Part 10 Part 12

Originally posted by in-perfectenschlag

Her heart pounds against her chest as the car inches closer towards dangerous territory. Bucky had left the house two days ago to return the car he stole from her father and send her a plane for her to take to Romania. Her new life is nearly ten miles away. She swallows hard and rubs her hands against her floral skirt. She tugs on her cardigan and puffs a strand of hair out of her face. The car stops a few minutes later and she glances out the window. The first thing she notes is that the gate is too intimidating to climb over. It’s dangerously sharp at the ends and pokes at anyone who dares to attempt to enter the castle grounds. The seconds thing she notes is that the area surrounding the Palace is ginormous. There’s acres and acres of land and it’s beautiful against the orange sun setting in the horizon. The sky is painted with a beautiful sea of lavender, indigo, and fuchsia. She makes a mental note for Bucky to take her on top of the largest hill in the grounds and have an uninterrupted date.

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anonymous asked:

Let us fill the gruvia tag with some positivity. What are your top 5 gruvia moments?

Ooooh yes, let’s fill the tag with the positivity we deserve!! <3

1) “I am here with you” - chapter 366

This is my favourite moment SO FAR. I love that Gray clearly wants to confort her so badly and cannot help but hold her hand and say: I AM HERE WITH YOU. Juvia is genuinely worried, her facial expressions say it all. I just love how natural this moment is, the setting, everything. It takes proudly the #1 spot.

2) “You are so warm” - chapter 416

This is like everyone’s fav moment hahah well it is perfect and also huge. Juvia wanted to give up but Gray didn’t let her… he showed her his raw emotions, his tears. They shared the loss of Silver together… a piece of history together. What I appreciate the most is that Gray was angry at first only to lose it at the end; you can totally see how much he does need Juvia- he reaches her, buries his face in her chest, and then PUT HIS ARMS around her waist. I love these moments, and also Juvia gently stroking his hair at the end. This moment is so symbolic… Gray’s ice is finally melting because Juvia is the warmth he needed the most! And the snow?!  Everything about it was p e r f e c t.

3) “I wanted to protect you” - chapter 499

Honestly I’d say 499 overall xD but yup, having Gray say these words was… A+. This and what comes before, so that he didn’t want to hurt not a friend but HER, Juvia. Gray had secretly sworn to protect her since the beginning: Tartaros, GMG, Tenrou… and especially in Alvarez. He had been watching over her the whole time. We just had the confirmation of it and it was beautiful because Juvia as well swore to protect him when they met, and I wrote so many posts about Gruvia and the theme of protection!

4) “I am grateful to have you” - chapter 453

Well, the panels tell everything xD hahaha this was a nice parallel to the balcony scene in GMG, and Gray couldn’t have said it better: he likes to have Juvia by his side and the only thing stopping him from having the future he wants is END- and Zeref. This was a well snap to the haters faces who believe Gray despises Juvia. Flash news, he doesn’t. It’s so clear the answer will be positive, I have had no doubts about that. Just look at THEIR faces! I cannot wait for this moment, Gray is finally ready ♥

5) “We can work better than them” - chapter 321

I have a thing for Gruvia holding hands xD they did it sososo many times! Gray’s trust in their teamwork is the highlight of the chapter, it’s hella true they work perfectly together- they’re ice and water after all! This scene was both powerful and cute, last but not least in my chart :)

Thanks for the question!

And While We Live (chapter 3)



“What’s your name?”

“James Fraser, but please call me Jamie.”

Claire was hovering over him, the visor of the helmet was open and the deepest ocean blue eyes were looking at her. Smirking? Smizing? She recalled having heard the term somewhere… She wanted, needed, to see the rest of his face.

Funny how time works. And don’t I know it. Five minutes before she was searching her purse for her sunglasses, when she heard a high pitch sound, something that would precede a crash, something that triggered other traumatic events deep inside her brain. Her first instinct however, had been to immediately run to the scene: hands up and procedures and protocols being recited inside her head.

The man was already trying to get up, although his bike was on the other side of the road and the driver behind had been paying attention enough as to not run it over and probably cause a bigger accident. Claire approached him quickly, placing a hand on his chest, gently forcing him to lie down. He did open his visor and Claire took out the little flashlight she carried and checked his pupils. There was a quiet wisdom coming out of this man’s face, or from the half of it that Claire was seeing.

“Don’t need to fret. I dinna bang my head.”, he said without being able to wince a bit. Experiences told Claire that stubborn men could not be trusted while laying flat on their back: “You did hurt something, let me call an ambulance.”

“Aye, my back hurts a bit, but it’s from an old injury. I just landed flat on my back, but the jacket I’m using is extra padded because of that, I’m fine lass, thank ye. Might get a bit sore later.” He was in fact using a big biker jacket, very similar to what a professional race biker would.

Making the motion to stand up, Jamie held to Claire’s forearm. He was tall, she thought. And from his sudden jiggle, a bit dizzy. “I live in that building right there, next to the bakery. We don’t need to go all the way up the stairs with you like this, but let me take you inside the shop so you can sit down. Can I call anyone for you?”

“Well, if you dinna mind, yes please. My brother-in-law, Ian, is probably wondering where I am… We work together.” They say curiosity killed the cat and that was the case with all the voyeurs flocking around the scene. But Claire didn’t really notice that, as she put Jamie’s arm around her shoulders so he could support himself. One of the bakery lads had picked up the bike and pushed it to the sidewalk. It was a bit battered and scratched, but didn’t seem to have suffered as much as its owner.

“Nothing that a good mechanic cannae help with,” said the lad, whose name tag read Willie. “Thank ye, my godfather will have a full day fixing it and cursing me at the same time for the fall. I think the brakes might have failed me”, added Jamie, while sitting down in a small chair. 

Claire had her hand on his back, and gently dragged them away to the front, unzipping the jacket. Why am I doing this so slowly? He was breathing slowly, steadily. Claire’s perception of time followed that rhythm. Her heartbeat was following it too, for some reason.

What she hadn’t quite noticed, was that his eyes had been following every twitch of her face, every blink, every stroke of her hands he could feel.

What she had noticed however, was that his eyes were blue; a deep, kind, warm blue. Like the sea was on fire.

She stood in front of him, sliding his jacket down his arms, in close proximity. The warmth she felt made her suddenly and strangely shiver, as she looked from his neck to his face and he asked, smirking:

“What is your name?”

“Claire Beauchamp.” 

“Claire…”, he repeated, almost like savouring it.

We’ve all heard about Maid Sakuya— but have you ever thought… he could be—– Butler Sakuya?! (Well aside from the merch I mean, but you get my point). 

Hihihihiiiii… First up for my post-hospital works would be none other than the funnest-to-draw-hair dude Sakuya! Playing with his hair is kinda fun, but really gotta maintain that curl, ahoge, and left-side-only spikes. xDDD 

Plus my tongue fetish is at it again. >v>

Tagging @adeslowmoqueen for being such a supportive friend and for making that art with Kira for me (I cant find it… TT_TT I want to reblog it but I cant… //sobs…. I want toooooo) and @crazyanime3 for her drawing of my OC as well! <3 you guys are so wonderful!! <3


Originally posted by findmeplease

Pairing: Dean x sister!Reader, Sam, Jody
Word count: 1,379
Warnings: Angst, swearing, death
Request: Anonymous. For the requests/Drabbles/oneshots thingy-DeanxReader, the inspiration: “Believe” by Hollywood Undead. Please and thank you this is the first time I’ve ever asked for anything hope I did it right 😖 Also I’m in love with all the stories here. You all are so talented and I love you all. AHHHHHHH I’m so sorry I forgot the relationship. Either the reader is a sister, or a good friend(TBH whatever you feel is right). This is in regards to the song “Believe” by Hollywood Undead. I’m sorry

Leaning on the door frame to your room, Dean had his arms crossed over his chest. You looked so peaceful, so innocent. Then there was him. This life had eaten away at any goodness that had ever been inside of him. His jaw tightened as he fought back the tears.

Dean never had a real home, Sam never had a real home, but you? You had. You’d have a loving mother, an awesome step-father, and an older sister. Then they were ripped from you. Word got around that Sam and Dean Winchester had a little sister. Half sister, really, but technicalities didn’t matter to demons, to vampires, or anything else the boys had hunted down over the years.

Here you were, two years later. You were nearing those harder years of growing up- your teenage years. Years when a home, friends, and normalcy was most important. “Dean?” Came the voice of Jody, rough with the remnants of sleep.

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First Kiss

Kai Parker x Reader
word count : 2 013
summary : events happen after 6.22 
Reader saves Kai’s life and he can’t stop thinking about her afterwards.
*not my gif

this is one of the old drafts i told you about a few days ago🙈

“Why is he starring at you ?” Caroline asked nodding towards Kai who was sitting on the far end of the Grill playing pull.
Y/N followed Caroline’s gaze to Kai , meeting his eyes for a moment before looking away. Her friends were always on edge when it came to Kai , specially after what happened at Jo and Alaric’s wedding. She had arrived just in time to stop Damon from killing him. Later on Damon called her crazy for believing there is anything good left in Kai after all the bad things he has done , specially to Bonnie and Elena linking their lives together. Now Kai appeared to be following her , he kept popping up pretty much everywhere she was - he had even sneaked into Whitmore into one of her classes , tho she wasn’t sure it was real since no one else appeared to see him there. It wasn’t bad having him around , he talks a bit much but she didn’t mind listening. Behind all this tough exterior , Kai was actually quite nice and she had started falling for him despite of everything her friends told her about him.
“I don’t know , Caroline.” she said , the corners of her mouth twitching. “Maybe I have something on my face or he is just looking at the bartender behind me…” she pointed at the girl pouring drinks a few meters away from them. Y/N tried hard not to think about Kai checking her out in that moment knowing what would happen - she’d blush and her heart will start beating like crazy. She drank the entire glass with bourbon at once hoping it would somehow calm her down.
“Wait , are you -” Caroline started to say but Y/N shot her a warning look. She knew Caroline had picked up on her heartbeat and that Kai was likely listening in to their conversation.
“Yes , Caroline .. I am  lightly buzzed.” Y/N interjected trying to make the conversation about anything else but the fact she had some feelings for Kai.
“Well then , you are cut off. Not only for this night , for all nights.” Caroline said with a serious tone clearly talking about Kai.“I’ll drive you home…”
Y/N’s eyes widened , she knew Kai would most likely follow her outside and was kind of hoping to finally ask him why he keeps following her around. That would not be possible with Caroline tagging along.
“No , no don’t worry. I’ll just walk home , it’s not that far away and the cool air will clear up my head. I’ll call you when I get there promise.”
“Yeah … you definitely need something to clear up your head , Y/N. How can you even ..?!”  Caroline started but stopped herself quickly. “Right…”
Y/N sighed , tilting her head a little. She gave her an awkward hug , grabbed her bag tossed it across her shoulders and walked outside.

Kai was listening in to Caroline and Y/N’s conversation , unable to take his eyes off her. As much as he hated it , he felt something for her. Feelings and emotions were knew to him and with his vampirism heightening everything things were spinning out of control. He had never felt anything like what he was feeling in that moment , their eyes met for a second before she looked away. Was he imagining it or did she actually suppressed a smile ? Part of him still couldn’t believe she had saved his life that night. None of her friends liked him , but from what he had learned - she always had a mind of her own. Kai watched her walk out of the Grill , feeling a magnetic pull pulling him towards her. Making sure Caroline wasn’t looking in his direction , he followed Y/N outside keeping his distance. The thought of something happening to her on her way home was making him feel weird , like if something happens to her he might break.

Y/N was making her way home through the dark streets of Mystic Falls. She wasn’t in a hurry, not at all. There was someone following her but she didn’t feel fear or anything like it. Instead there was this weird excitement , anticipation because she knew exactly who it was.
“Are you going to keep following me … Kai.” she said , turning to face the young heretic , a playful smile on her face.
Kai looked at her , the smirk she loved so much spreading across his face. He looked for a moment at his shoes and then looked up , directly in her eyes.
“Maybe.” he said.
Y/N took a step closer to him not being able to bare the distance between them  being pulled towards him like a magnet and she knew she loved him. He didn’t know or at least .. she thought he didn’t.
“I saw you at the Grill , watching me… and that is the 3rd time this week you’ve followed me home.” she paused for a moment. “Why ?”
Kai suddenly felt nervous. There were no accusations in her tone , just curiosity.
“I don’t know … Feelings are … hard.” he said.
“Feelings ?” Y/N said , a hopeful expression on her face. She tried to hide it but it was too late. He had already seen it. Something in his eyes changed. “Kai Parker …” she said taking another step towards him , keeping her gaze on him “… don’t tell me you like me? ”
Y/N didn’t expect him to say yes , she knew him that well to know he won’t admit it even if he did like her.
Kai laughed nerviously. “What ? No , I was just … making sure you get home safely.”
“So you care about my safety ? Oh-kay.. ” Y/N said , a small laugh following.  Her heart skipped a beat at the thought he might actually feel something for her.
Kai looked at her. Oh how he loved to see her smile , hearing that laugh of hers. “No , I don’t.” he replied. “I’m a sociopath , I don’t feel. No. Never.”
“You are lying. I always know when you are lying … ” she said examining his face. His eyes darted towards her lips , then back to her eyes. Y/N took another step closer to him. “Fine. You are not lying… I guess I’ll be on my way then.”
She turned away from him , starting to leave ,  but he suddenly grabbed her wrist , spinning her around pulling her closer to him. He breathed heavily and the veins under his eyes started showing for a moment as he tried to control his emotions.Kai leaned in , their lips almost touching. Her heart about to leap out of her chest at the thought what could happen next.
“What is it … about you , Y/N … ” Kai barely whispered his eyes locked on hers , letting go of her wrist a moment later. Y/N’s heart beating faster than ever , she reached to touch his face but he vanished before she could. She was left on the street alone , her hand frozen in mid-air.

Kai stood a few hundred meters away from her , hiding in the shadows. He wanted to kiss her , he almost had. He kept looking at her , seeing a smile spread across her face before she turned around and continued on her way home. She was different , unlike her friends she always listenened when he talked and … she had saved his life at the wedding. It wasn’t until that moment that he actually saw her. No one had ever stood up for him. All her friends were supernaturals , she was a human but she stood up to them for what she belived in and thought was right without giving a damn about the concequences. After that Kai had followed her and Damon later on to the Salvatore house , standing outside listening in. Y/N had defended him every single time Damon tried threw in a comment about what he had done. For a moment he had been worried Damon might hurt her and he nearly rushed inside unable to figure out why he cared about her. She wasn’t scared of the nearly 200 year old vampire , seeing his face change into a monster threatening her to stay away from him.

  “Kai is a monster Y/N. There is nothing good in him.Stay away from him or you will end up dead… Don’t make me compell you to some far away destination for your own good.”  Damon hissed.
  “Yes , there is…And go on. Do that. Take that choice away from me , let’s see how you will explain it to Stefan. You know how he feels about it when you do that sort of thing…” she dared him.
 Damon stared at her for a few moments , the glass he was holding smashing in his fist.
“Fine. Have at it , just don’t come crying or begging me to heal you when things go sideways.” he had said.

Y/N had reached her house , walking up on the porch searching for the keys in her bag. Kai waited a moment , trying to gather the courage to do what he wanted to do. He couldn’t wait any longer … these feelings were driving him insane , all he could think about was her. Touching her  , kissing her and being with her in every way possible. He vamp - ran towards her , his hand on her wrist spinning her around and backing her against the wall , his hands resting on the door caging her in.  Y/N looked more startled than scared.
“Kai , what are yo- …” but she didn’t get to finish her question because Kai’s lips smashed against hers , demanding and greedy not willing to let go. He pressed his body against hers , his hands cupping her face for a few moments pulling her lips closer to his before his hands slided down towards her waist.
His touch felt like electricity waking up ever fiber in her body. She wrapped her hands around his neck running her fingers through his hair pulling him closer as his hands held her tight. Kai started to pull away but Y/N wouldn’t let him. His lips were so soft , his finger tips on her skin driving her insane making her crave more.
“I’ve been wanting to do that since the night of the wedding…” he whispered , “since I saw you in that tight short black dress.” his fingers brushed against her cheek. Kai pulled away , taking a few steps away from her still losely holding her hand letting it go.
“Wait … Don’t go.” she whispered.
Kai froze on the spot hearing her words. His eyes met hers asking a silent question. Why? “W-would like to come inside?” she asked.
Kai’s eyes widened for a moment from the surprise and then he smiled. Y/N had invited him in , a dangerous blood sucking sociopath. All her friends had told her millions of times never to do that , he had personally heard them and now she was ignoring them. “Aren’t you afraid I’d gut you or something?” he asked curious.
“I am more afraid you’ll never kiss me like that again.” she said in a low voice with a nervous smile. “Come inside , we can watch a movie or something just … please don’t go.”
“W-what about your friends ? Aren’t you worried what they might say or think ?” he asked taking a step towards her , his hands reaching for her waist pulling her into his arms.
“To hell with what they say or want.” she laughed. “I want… I … I want to be with you.”
Kai was leaning in to kiss her again , listening to her heart beat and her breathing.
“I want to be with you too.” he whispered , a smile spreading on his face. Then his lips found hers again. Somehow she reached behind her back , twisting the doorknob Kai backing her inside , kicking the door closed.

A few hundred meters away in the shadows stood Caroline and Damon frozen with shocked expressions on their faces.They had been on their way to talk Y/N out of her feelings for Kai … only now realising they were too late.
“Ewww.. gross!” Caroline gushed.
“Did not see that coming ..” Damon muttered.

MASTERLIST March / April 2017


Secrets - Castiel Version

Requested by anon:  Any Pairing: Reader x ?. I’ve got an idea where (Y/N) is hiding something and acting strange but when her boyfriend questions her about it, she avoids answering. This continues until he accuses her of cheating and during their argument she blurts out she’s pregnant (or something).

Pairing: Castiel x reader

Word count: 865

Warnings: None.

A/N: Castiel version! This is it for SPN ones, now off to the Sherlock versions. ;)


Originally posted by subcas

Castiel was patiently waiting at the war room, fidgeting with his fingers as his mind listened absentmindedly to the angel radio. She had been acting weird, and he wasn’t sure why.

True, it was hard to be the girlfriend of an angel who, until a few days before proposing her to be his girlfriend, had no idea what the word meant – less to say what it implied. She had to teach him, not only the meaning but also the correct dating etiquette, manners, details and tips, and whatever they found useful.

She had been patient, more than she had ever been, but humans had a limit and Castiel was pretty sure he had reached her limit.

Maybe he had changed too much. At first, she had fallen for the rogue angel, the badass with the blade and oblivious to anyone and anything around him. But now, after so much time on Earth living with the Winchesters, he had turned into a sentimental being – without mentioning how little grace he had left – and so there was no longer a bad-ass angel but rather a lost baby in a trench coat.

Finally she came back. Castiel got up within an instant and moved fast to face her.

“Back to the no personal space thing, huh?” She joked cheerfully.

“I missed you.” He said mechanically. It was funny how awkward things could get due to his incapacity of human-socialization. Not even after dating her for so long could he find a good line to say whenever she came back home.

“I missed you too.” She said calmly and left a quick peck over his dry lips.

“We need to talk.” Castiel was sure to have heard that line in many movies, and it seemed to have the desired effect on people. However, when (Y/N)’s face fell, he knew he had made a mistake.

“Is everything all right?” She asked, guiding him to sit back at the table in which he had so anxiously waited for her.

“Is it?” Castiel asked back, “You are distant and I know you are keeping a secret from me.”

“What kind of secret would I keep from you? You’re an angel of the Lord.” She snapped back, although her culpability was more visible after being accused.

“You know I respect your privacy and don’t sneak in your mind anymore.” Castiel spoke, “Are you happy in this relationship or do you desire to end it?”

“END IT?” She inquired angrily, “WHY ON EARTH WOULD I WANT THAT?”

“Well, considering the regular symptoms of un-satisfaction in a human romantic relationship, acknowledge in that useful book Sam gave me when we started our own relationship, you are either cheating on me or hiding a bigger secret.” Castiel explained as eloquently as possible, “Unless you have killed one of my friends, which is utterly impossible because I have only be-friended two humans, which are Sam and Dean, and they are upstairs, you are cheating on me. Now, the reason as to why a woman your age would cheat on their romantic partner is because they can no longer get satisfaction; not only sexual but emotional, and if so I would like to know if you want to finish this because I’m fully aware of how difficult it is to maintain a lover with an angel as a boyfriend.”

(Y/N) remained quiet for longer than Castiel expected. She was dumbfounded, trying to process everything Castiel said and, at the same time, wanting to find the proper words to explain her behaviour and let him know he wasn’t planning to leave him – less to say cheating.

“Cas…” She spoke carefully, “I’m not cheating on you.”

“All right, then what is going on?” He inquired softly, trying to act like the whole situation didn’t affect him.

“I think it would be better if you… Checked me.” She said.

“You want to have role-play sex right now?” He asked in surprise and (Y/N) giggled.

“No, I mean it. Check me.” The angel nodded and approached her awkwardly; using the bit of grace he had left to accomplish her wishes, as usual.

“There’s nothing wrong.” Castiel said once he had finished, sitting back at his chair in front of her. “Your soul is in place, no demonic possession, the baby is healthy – three months old – and your immune system is working as it should. Your hormones are a struggling to re-organize but that is only because of…” He froze.

“Yes?” The angel took a deep breath and connected his baby blue eyes to her (Y/E/C) ones.

“You have a baby.” He said, almost a sceptic speaking about ghosts.

“I do.” She confirmed with a shy smile.

“Who’s the father?” Castiel inquired curiously.

“It’s yours.” (Y/N) replied calmly.

“That is…” He cleared his throat, “I’m… The baby will look like Jimmy, are you agree with this?”

“Of course I am.” (Y/N) chuckled, “Cas, we’re going to be parents.”

“Me, a father at last…” A soft smile grew on his vessel’s lips. “As long as I don’t ruin it like I did with Claire…”

“You won’t, you have me by your side now, remember?” She extended her hand to hold his.

“Yes, you’re right.”

| Dean Version | Sam Version |


SPN Tags: @dreamingintheimpalawithdean @roseyhxnt @thisisjessicatalking
When I Look In Her (His) Eyes, I Just See The Sky - lucipherer (mysticstargirl) - Phandom/The Fantastic Foursome (YouTube RPF) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Phandom/The Fantastic Foursome (YouTube RPF)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Dab Howlter/Evan Pancakes
Characters: Dab Howlter, evan pancakes
Additional Tags: ok so i started writing this in the comments, but then i figured, fuck it, heres a full length, two sweet small gay boys falling in love, sims 4, oh.. geez, a little sad, mostly happy, Fluff, Teeny Angst, Softness, Safety, ah yes my boys, am i first please tell me im first, full offense im calling it davan, devan is so uneven

Dab Howlter has an effortless charm to his every move, and Evan Pancakes can’t tug his eyes away.

In which Dab is a walking disaster magnet but he’s the safest place that Evan knows.

First Davan/Devan fanfiction 

The Story of Us

PROLOGUE || 1 || 2 || 3 || 4 || 5 || 6 || 7 || 

Chapter Eight: Our Story 

Word Count: 3503

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Thursday morning arrives and Riley wakes for school, thus marking roughly 24 hours before she was set to leave this town for the strong possibility of forever. 

Riley was smart enough to know that a timeframe made sense. Ever since Mabel brought it up the brunette stored that away as fact as it sounded very much like her mother to have things meticulously planned out. It was just a matter of how long Topanga had in mind that Riley couldn’t work out. What magic number of days, weeks or months, was it that would fix her? But, even believing the timeframe to be fact, there was something about this weekend, some feeling deep in the pit of her stomach that Riley couldn’t explain with logic. She knew when she returned to New York she wouldn’t be coming back, not to live anyway. Maybe she’d get to visit Jed but Riley knew that this was a one way ticket back to Maya, back to her old life.

That brought on a mixture of emotions for Riley. Yes, she wanted to go home desperately but it hurt to think of the people she’d be leaving behind. This is something Riley pushes to the back of her mind. Right now the brunette was just bursting with excitement to share with Lucas what she learnt last night. 

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autotagging: a subset

I am tagging myself in the alphabet thing. I only want to answer two of them, but in some depth.

K: Yes, I have killed someone. Driving eastbound on Golf Road from the Edens towards a gig in Evanston on an icy December night in 1990, observing the speed limit and all other traffic laws. I had no chance: she was traveling northbound on one of the side streets there and blew clean through her stop sign, right into my path. I swerved right and my left front bumper smashed hard into her left rear quarter-panel. Her car did two full revolutions and careened at full speed into a big tree across the street. I brought mine to a stop in someone’s yard. I ran over to see if she was OK, and I was not ready for what I saw. She hadn’t been wearing a seatbelt, and somehow she went over her steering wheel, face first into the windshield. Her face was so bloodied I wasn’t immediately sure if she were a man or a woman. A neighbor came out and called the police; this was before everyone had a cell phone. As the ambulance took her away and I sat with the Evanston police recounting the events, a commotion erupted on the street from which she’d come. Her son, a huge, hulking man, had become aware of his mother’s condition and was looking for the one who’d hit her. A cop put me into the cruiser and handled the situation with the enraged man (and his friends) beautifully, diffusing the anger at the moment, though it would linger in a lawsuit her son prosecuted (unsuccessfully) over the next two years. She died about two months later from the injuries she sustained that night, only regaining consciousness for a few brief periods during that time. She was old, and in poor health, and what ultimately turned the lawsuit in my favor was that she had been on powerful medication which had side effects including blackouts. Maybe it’s a stretch to say I killed her; the courts clearly felt I did not. Maybe the medicine did, maybe old age did, maybe having a shitheaded, money-grubbing son did. 

Z: I did the math. The constellation Capricornus is comprised of 104 stars according to Wikipedia. I’m not an astronomer, so I was surprised to learn tonight that it’s very difficult to estimate the mass of distant, non-binary stars. (But I was glad to learn it.) Turns out that most of the stars in that constellation are of classes much larger and brighter than our sun; this stands to reason, given that they are pretty far away but we can still see them. For the purposes of this argument, I’m going to assume that each of those stars has mass equivalent to 50 of our suns. That gets them all up into the hypergiant area, huge!, which they’re all surely not, but work with me here. Using Newton’s gravitational law (F = Gm₁m₂/r²), I plugged in this assumed mass for each star, a mass of 86 kg for myself, and the distances to each star, calculating the gravitational force each of those stars (if they were hypergiants) exerts on little old me. And then I added those forces up. Now, the stars are along several different vectors, spreading across 19º of decilnation and 2 arc-hours of ascension, so there’s some kind of vector math to do if I want to be super tidy about this, but I don’t. This bit is already wearing pretty thin. So the sum of all those gravitational forces from all those stars, acting on 86 kg me, given a whole bunch of hand waving around vector math and stellar mass, is about 40 piconewtons, or about the amount of force it takes to break a single hydrogen bond in a single molecule. Maybe that can change the course of history, maybe not. But I’m not one to completely deromanticize astrology, either. Because another force—electromagnetic—emanates from those same stars. And those photons can land on my retinas and knock loose the odd electron, which can in turn trigger many important electrical and chemical reactions in the organ a few inches behind those photons’ final destination, and indeed, the effects there can change history. Good enough for me.

His present (Saizo)

A/N: This is a verrrrrry late and verrrrrry short birthday gift for @rainbowatnight (aka Sari) and I thought maybe @kitty-kat-ty would like it so…. XD I tagged her along :3

This is my first attempt in writing and posting a fanfic (ahem, drabble) and I would reaaally want to thank @dreamsinparadise, @singokumaiden and @minminami. REALLY I AM GRATEFUL *bows bows* Also tagging @cottonballwithmustache and @akanojikan because…
(Me: OH SHUT UP *muffles Wini*)

So I decided to tag you both on the way because well, you both are friends and I really would like you both to read this first attempt of a drabble *wink wink* XD


It had been raining for a few days, the sound of the raindrops, the gloomy skies, and the cold weather had only made her feel even longing to the warm that she missed so much. She slid open the door, watching the raindrops falling from the sky, she couldn’t help but wonder when will he be back.

Mindlessly, her hand started rubbing at her slightly little bump. Since the day Saizo had left, Yukimura had become an overprotective brother. He had forbidden her from almost every single chore, leaving her only to knit the clothes for the soon to be born …

“How long ? ” she asked. “A year or two ……” he replied, not wanting to hide the fact that he will be leaving for quite a long time. He didn’t want to go, not when he had someone he dearly loves, not when he knew the existence of his child but he didn’t have a choice. She just gazed up at his scarlet eyes and gave him a smile. “ We’ll be waiting …”

“Milady !!” The voice of the maids dragged her out from her dream state. “ Are you alright ? ” one of them asked. “ Just a little tired ” she smiled. She stood up and walk out from her room, ignoring the sound and the concerns that she needs to rest more. She didn’t really want to stay in the room, not when he’s not here. She watched the brown leaves falling, feeling the cold breeze. The cherry blossom, the tree of promise that she vowed under, to always stay by his side was now a bare tree. But she knew he will keep his promise, and she will keep hers.

“You really are a little dumb, aren’t you ….” Saizo tried to embrace her, even though his arm was too weak to do so … A man who once known as the harbinger of death, a man who stood alone and showed his heart to no one had vowed to fight and protect her till death. He isn’t the cold and heartless assassin but he is her angel that swore to keep her as his little lady for as long as he as lived …. she embraced him back, clinging on to him and keeping the warmth that she ached so long. “Saizo …. don’t try to take the world alone anymore …. I’m always here for you …. always, ” she told Saizo softly as they both fell down and down at the mercy of the gravity …

The cries of her three-month-old daughter brought her back to reality. She carried her daughter and tried to hush her with a soft lullaby. She slid the door open and welcomed the cool night breeze as she hugged the little bundle, gazing at her lovingly. The moonlight shone brightly at both of them, giving her the comfort she needs. “Daddy will be home soon…. He promised us ” she whispered to her child and she answered back with tiny little giggles. She smiled sadly at her and trying to stop her tears from flowing down. She missed his touch, his smile, the passions, and desires.

She really did miss him.

“Saizo ……” the tears flowed down as she failed to conceal her feelings that she had hid from others. A pair strong and familiar arms embraced her from behind, the same familiar warmth pulled her against him. Hot tears continued to flow down her cheeks as she turned her head slightly to face her husband. “You’re back .” She smiled back at him.

He smiled back at her lovingly, gazing down to his little family.

“I’m back … little lady. ”