yes i find this very distracting

So, that moment in episode 11, “Snuffnut”, where Hiccup and Astrid are talking to Tuff in the Clubhouse about Ruff and Throck? Welp, here’s a quick scene of what happened after Tuff left… ;) (This is for you @superfandomz :D)

The Very Near Future

Hiccup watched as Tuffnut shuffled out of the Clubhouse, Chicken waddling along behind him. The poor guy looked downcast, but with a slight bit of confidence in his step. No doubt he had a plan to put in motion.

But Hiccup’s mind was far away from that topic, for Astrid’s hands were still resting on his shoulders. Thor, he wished he didn’t have his stupid armor on, it would feel so much better without it. Her fingers rubbing a massage through his shirt and…

He gave a little grunt when her hands disappeared, and he couldn’t help the little pout of disappointment. Astrid missed the look though, for she sidestepped around him to slide onto the bench beside him.

Her fingers slipped into his hand, and he responded by gripping her hand lightly. He smiled at her, leaning in for a quick peck on the lips, pulling away with a sigh of contentment.

“You think Tuff will ever marry?” Astrid spoke, voice on a playful level. “Or perhaps he’ll marry Chicken?”

“Now that would be… interesting.” Hiccup chuckled. “But very much like Tuff.”

She hummed in agreement. “Makes you wonder what will happen to all of us, huh?”

Hiccup blushed warmly, thoughts wandering further then they probably should. “Ah… er, yes. Yeah…” 

“Like Fishlegs… maybe him and Heather? But somehow I can also see him with Ruff.” Astrid mused.

“What about poor ol’ Throck?” Hiccup reminded, finding it difficult to distract his mind from… ah, other matters.

Astrid smiled, “Him and Mala.” She said thoughtfully. “…And then… then there’s Snotlout. Will he ever find someone who can put up with his antics?”

Hiccup snorted and grinned, finding it to be an odd picture. Snotlout would have to find a very patient woman, or someone who just loved him enough to put up with the dufus no matter how mature he was. 

Silence fell for a few relaxing moments, and once again Hiccup’s mind wandered. That covered everyone in the gang… but what about him and Astrid? He thought about voicing his thoughts, but was hesitant… sure, they were betrothed… but…

“And then of course, there’s us.” Astrid murmured with a smirk. Hiccup’s heart rate picked up ten times the pace, and he prayed Astrid couldn’t hear it.

“Mhm… us…” He repeated, liking the sound of that one word rolling off his tongue. “Betrothed… to be…” he nearly coughed in his nervousness to say the word, “to be married.”

Astrid nodded in agreement, leaning further into Hiccup’s grasp. He wrapped both arms around her, hand clasping over hers as she leaned her back against his chest. 

“Hiccup,” her voice was quiet, sounding almost tired yet he could tell she was just shy about this certain topic- much as he was. “…do… would you like children?”

Hiccup nearly choked on his tongue. Did she just say what he thought she just said!?

Basically his exact thoughts!?

“I-I’m sorry…” Astrid rambled, trying to push herself away. “That was very straight forward I had no right to-”

“No, no, no…” Hiccup babbled, holding her close to keep her from escaping. “No… uh, I-I wanted to… ask you the same thing…” He admitted with a blush, ears turning scarlet. 

She relaxed, much to Hiccup’s relief. He didn’t wish to make her uncomfortable. 

He cleared his throat, wondering if he should continue or drop the conversation. But Odin, he really didn’t want it to just… end like that without any answers.

“…so..?” Hiccup asked in a whisper, half hoping she’d hear it and half hoping she wouldn’t. 

“So what?”

Darn it she heard. Was his last-minute thought. 

“So… kids? I mean… you know if we- get married and if everything’s secure and-” he found himself rambling nonsense, wishing he’d just shut the heck up but finding himself unable to. When he’s uncomfortable or shy, he tended to ramble and stutter at every turn. He thought he’d outgrown that, obviously not. 

“Hiccup!” Astrid interrupted, twisting around and placing a finger over his lips, causing his eyes to widen and his hearing to tune. “Uh… I… I would love to have some kids.” She whispered, face hesitant, a small smile faint on her lips. “…But… what about you?”

He swallowed thickly. “Dad would kill me if we didn’t.” he murmured sarcastically, hoping to lessen the awkwardness. He tweaked a smile, to which Astrid laughed and swatted his shoulder.

“So you want one just to please your Dad and give Berk an heir?”

That string of words scared him. Him… being chief. Him, being the father of the heir of Berk. All words that he thought wouldn’t happen until… years and decades. Yet, now he realized that it could all be so soon.

“No.” He whispered, shaking his head as he remembered the rest of her words. He wrapped his arms around her a bit tighter, giving her a small kiss on the cheek. “I’d love to have some kids. Imagine teaching them to ride dragons? Or teaching them to Blacksmith- and you could teach them about weaponry. And… uh… I’ll teach them to cook.” He added snarkily.

“Oh you…” She laughed, giving him another swat, this time on the head. She tilted her head, opening her mouth to say more but hesitated a second longer. Finally she murmured under her breath, “How many… do you… uh…”

“How many do you think you’d like?” Hiccup replied in question. In his mind, he was thinking a whole house full. As many kids as the gods blessed them with. But somehow he didn’t think Astrid would be up for that. She was independent, and having a bunch of kids ground her would probably kill her. Yet, he could so see her with children tagging behind her, little tykes dragging axes and weapons as they tried to be just like their mommy. Astrid would make a wonderful mother.

She snuggled against his chest, letting out a sigh. “I guess I never thought about it.” She murmured.

Hiccup smiled and pressed his lips against her hair, trailing kisses down to her ear and cheek, causing her to giggle. She twisted her head as he gave another kiss to her cheek, and she met him halfway with her lips.

“But that’s the future, we can worry about that after… things are figured out.” Hiccup reassured. “We have lots of time to think on it…” And with that, he kissed her again. 

Nothing Can Beat Home

Originally posted by black-horse-soul

Bilbo Baggins x Siren!Reader

Length: 1680 words

Warnings: not really, just cute!bilbo and domestic!reader, fem reader?


Hobbits were a simple race, who led very simple lives.

Their needs were little; they like to live close to the earth and nature, taking pride in their grass-covered homes and their gardens. Generally, staying away from the troubles of the ‘big people’ of Middle Earth, as well as large bodies of water (due to hobbits often not being able to swim), was how they kept such happy, simple lives. Hobbits found happiness in the simple pleasures of life. Enjoying good food, drinking good ale, smoking good pipe weed, and joining joyous gatherings were all the luxuries they needed in life.

Fitting into the Shire had been a long and arduous process for you – mostly due to you having to understand the significant physical and cultural differences between the siren people, your people, and the hobbits.

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Dawning in Dust: Part XIII

Finally, the next part is here! Big shout out to @lenny9987 for being a rockstar beta and helping me problem solve some goofy issues I have had with this chapter LOL. She deserves all the high fives.

Check out my Master List for previous installments

Claire awoke shortly after dawn to the sounds of wind and rain whipping at the shutters of her bedroom window. She lay in a stupor, too sleepy to get up but too rested to think about closing her eyes again. Surrounded by the warmth of the tartan quilt, she contemplated yesterday’s events. The surgery. Dougal. Dinner. Jamie. Warmth flared through her at the thought of him, stirring her to get up and get ready. ‘Tomorrow’ was today.

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anonymous asked:

Medieval au fluff any member plz sorry

I went with Jun! medieval AU is a broad concept so I hope you like this mess..? 😘 ♥ bullet points just because I can. 

  • right so you’re a part of the nobility and your parents work for the royals in such positions that you, along with your siblings, live in the castle
  • you’d honestly be pretty good friends with the princesses and other nobles like yourself, and generally everyone in the castle has taken a liking to you, especially the ones who have seen you grow up from a 2-year-old toddler into a gorgeous young lady
  • when you were younger you probably didn’t pay that much attention to all the people in the castle, especially those of a lower class than yours because that was how you were brought up
  • but then comes the day you’re out with two of your fellow nobles, walking in the courtyard, and see a handsome young man chopping wood
  • his hair is dark brown and a bit messy, and his upper body was toned from likely years of physical work, which you could tell all too obviously with him wearing no shirt
  • you’re barely able to hold your tongue when you’re already asking, “Who is he?”
  • one of your friends smiles at you and places a hand on your arm
  • “I think his name is Junhui? He’s a new hire, who does practically anything, I’ve heard. He may be handsome, but… that’s about all I know, my dear.”
  • you find yourself nodding, but there’s something about Junhui that really piques your interest, and it’s not just the playful look he gives you when he wipes sweat off his forehead and notices that you’re staring at him
  • while you hadn’t noticed him before that - part of it being because he was indeed new - after the first sight, you were unable to not see him
  • it felt like every time you as much as looked out of the window of the hallway, he was there, doing whatever work he could get his hands on
  • and even when you went outside, you felt like you always ended up where he was working
  • it’s not that you minded, really, but it only made it so much more difficult to ignore him
  • he’d get a lot of praise from practically everyone for his great work ethics and amicable personality, and every now and then you’d hear snippets of stories about him
  • most of the time you’d find yourself smiling a little as you listened to those, because the more you heard, the more he seemed like a good guy
  • unless it was one of the older noble ladies expressing their desire for him, which never failed to make you feel ill
  • one day you’re seated on a bench in the courtyard with a cross-stitch on your lap, trying to focus on it more than the fact that Junhui is approaching your direction with a large tub in his hands
  • however, when he’s about to pass by, you put your work down and stand up
  • “E-excuse me,” you begin, your heart beating rapidly in your chest, and it definitely doesn’t calm down when Junhui turns around and gives you a sweet smile with a playful glint in his eyes. “I was just…”
  • “Is there something you need, milady?”
  • you feel so intimidated, so exposed under his mischievous stare, but somehow manage to blurt out, “I was thinking if you could… uh, teach me about the garden sometime. I’m interested in the flowers.”
  • Junhui quirks his eyebrows and takes the smallest step closer to you. “A noblewoman who wants to learn about gardening?”
  • you give him a quick nod, at which he chuckles
  • “As you wish, milady. I’ll see you around, lady..?”
  • “Y/N,” you say quickly, your cheeks undoubtedly heating up, and force a smile
  • Junhui nods and with a quick wave, continues his way to the shore, where he’s already got a big pile of laundry to wash
  • and it’s just that much more difficult to focus on your cross-stitch when you’ve got a drenched, handsome young man like him nearby
  • it only gets worse when he takes off his shirt and your eyes just happen to be aimed at him a lot more often than on your work
  • it’s at that point that you decide to move back into the castle, so that you could both finish your work (and before your thoughts could go any further)
  • Junhui would’ve noticed approximately all of the glances you threw at him, because he was stealing some at you, too, and so when you left, you left behind a widely grinning, jolly worker who still had many hours of laundry ahead of him
  • but those hours in all honesty go by faster than he expected, because he spends most of that time thinking about you
  • one of the next days, you’d finally spot him in the garden and, without much of a second thought, join him there
  • “You really came,” Junhui says almost incredulously when he notices you, and turns to you
  • “Of course I did, I take pride in keeping my word,” you say a bit defensively, which earns you a chuckle from Junhui
  • “I didn’t mean it like that. I’m sorry if I upset you, milady,” he says, his voice a bit softer than earlier, and you find your heart melting just a little
  • “You didn’t,” you say hurriedly and avoid his gaze because how is it so piercing?
  • he proceeds to lead you further into the garden, and you listen in fascination as he tells you little facts about each plant and flower while tending them
  • there’s something about his voice and the way he smiles every now and then that really gets to you, and you honestly never thought you’d be as eager to hear about flowers as you are then
  • you’ve gone through maybe half of the garden when Junhui stops and turns to you, smiling
  • “Should you really be spending this much time with someone like me, milady?”
  • you blush a little and turn your attention to the flowers
  • “I don’t… see it as a problem. I like learning.”
  • he chuckles and turns to the flowers, too. “But really. A noblewoman spending hours in the garden with a worker? Do you know how many eyes are on us at this very moment?”
  • your eyes widen at that, because he has a point, and you should’ve realized it all much earlier
  • and yet there is no denying that there was something about him that has caught your interest inevitably badly, and you don’t want to simply stay away from him
  • as you remain silent, unable to say anything, Junhui chuckles and carefully cuts a rose from the bush in front of you, bright red in color
  • “This is for you. Consider it a gift of gratitude for keeping me company. It’s been a great pleasure, Lady Y/N.”
  • your eyes slowly move from the flower to Junhui’s eyes, and you’re met with an amount of warmth you were definitely not expecting
  • “T-thank you, Junhui,” you manage to say and begin to leave the garden
  • he follows you with his gaze, and the smallest of smiles plays on his lips
  • there’s definitely something about you
  • after that, the two of you spend more time together - much more than a noblewoman like you should be spending with someone like him
  • but you enjoy his company, so you defy all the judging glances
  • besides, you have assured your parents nothing would happen between the two of you, so in the end your conscience is clear, even if they still don’t approve
  • you’d often be doing your own work while he did his, and you’d talk about a bit of this and that, little by little getting to know each other
  • sometimes you discuss your lives, with Junhui sharing the hardships he’s come past and you sharing some of your experiences in the court, but sometimes you discussed something much less serious, such as court gossip or what you were looking forward to when seasons changed
  • the more you learn about him and his past, the more fondly you think of him, and the more he learns about you, the more he finds himself looking forward to being with you
  • needless to say, you’re at your most distracted whenever Junhui does something physical, because that was exactly when your eyes couldn’t help but move up and down his body, observing the way his muscles move
  • Junhui chuckles every time
  • “You might want to be a bit more subtle, milady, as flattering as your stare is.”
  • you blush furiously, and through your stammering Junhui’s only able to make out “I didn’t”, which he laughs off, because yes you did
  • your promise to your parents is on some very thin ice, because the more time you spend with Junhui, the more you wish something did happen between the two of you
  • and your heart only beats more for him at the times when you enter your room and see a bouquet of flowers on your desk, beautiful yet simple, with a note from Junhui that either had a small poem or a short message
  • even if the voice at the back of your head nags about how you’re supposed to marry well
  • it’s early spring when you join Junhui for a trip to the village
  • you take a horse, with you sitting in front of him, and it’s quite likely the most exciting yet nerve-wrecking time of your life when you practically have his arms around you
  • you buy some essentials he needs for his work, and you give in and give some money to some poor families, which Junhui observes in curiosity
  • before you leave the village, Junhui takes you between two buildings and, bolder than ever, takes a hold of your hand
  • “Junhui?” you ask, your heart hammering inside of your chest, as you look into his unreadable eyes, closer to yours than they had ever been
  • “I have a problem,” he starts, his voice sounding thick, and there’s a sad hint to his smile. “Milady, I’m afraid I feel more for you than I should.”
  • and you honestly feel like your heart stops in that very moment
  • you’re about to say that he’s not alone with that issue, but Junhui lets go of your hand and gently brings his forefinger close to your lips, not daring to touch them
  • “Don’t say anything.”
  • so you don’t say anything
  • and instead wrap your arms around him and hide your face in his chest

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❝ Ordinary life ❞

Plot: Just an ordinary day in the life of Min Yoongi and his adorable daughter. 

Words count: 2,3k+

Genre: Fluff, fluff, fluff 

For anon, I hope you like it! - M. 

Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner! ♥


The shrill of the little princess of Min House filled her father’s room, too busy trying to correct the tests he had decided to take home. The worst decision he ever made, since his daughter distracted him every two seconds even for the smallest things.  

Far away the times of the Bangtan, where he was free and had realized every single goal that had been set. And he had gained a family, which had always been close to him; especially in the most difficult period of his life.  


A sigh came out of his thin lips, closed in a desperate line and sign of how really tired he was Yoongi at that time, as he turned towards the little one who had begun to run for the room with a towel tied around her small and delicate body.  

“What’s going on?” He asked gently, rising from the chair and dropping on his knees and observing the big and expressive eyes of his daughter.  

“Sejun, what’s going on?” He asked again, while the smile of the child warmed his heart as always.  

Sejun was his greatest joy and the reason he had decided to leave the BTS, he knew that there were other motives behind by all the others, but fortunately, that event hadn’t destroyed their relationship; Indeed he had succeeded in making it even more unique.  

Maybe it was just her to tie them even more. That little hurricane of energies was the only one to be able to smooth out any divergence that from time to time was created between them.  

“Uncle Hobi!”  

The smile didn’t leave Yoongi’s lips, who simply nodded and squeezing her into his arms. He rose and headed to his desk, where he remembered to have seen his phone hidden beneath the myriad of scattered sheets.  

Sejun hid her face against his neck, giggling for something he obviously didn’t know and so Yoongi began to stroke her soft hair; letting them slip fast between his thin and slightly tapered fingers.  

“Uncle Hobi!!!”  

“If you grant me two seconds to call him, with great pleasure.”  

She lifted her face and placed her small, slightly chubby little hand, on her father’s cheek, then starting to leave little kisses on the tip of his nose.  

“Is it funny??”  

“Yes, Appa!”  

He shook his head by managing to take his phone and almost was a clue or a sign of destiny, the latter began to ring and the name of his best friend appeared light on the screen.  

“Uncle Hobi!!” She yelled, stealing his phone and answering at his place.  

Three years and it was more technological than him, which didn’t surprise him much. Hearing the shining voice of Hoseok on the other part of the phone, he brought the little one to his bed and gently settled on it letting her enjoy that phone call.  

Between all six, Hoseok and Taehyung were the ones to which Sejun was more bound. The first resembled her so much that she saw in him a perfect companion for the games. The second was just perfect with the children and there was no time when Sejun didn’t feel well with him.  

“My best friends have replaced me” he mumbled amused, coming out of his room heading towards the kitchen. The disaster of the evening before, where both had tried to cook a completely new recipe without the help of Uncle Seokjin, was still evident in the sink and on the counter but he decided to ignore it because no; he didn’t have the energy to face that kind of mission.  

The home’s phone rang at the time when he was taking a coke from the refrigerator, so drinking in small sips he recovered the cordless and replied without making too much case to the name.  

“Why is your phone always take????”  

“Sejun is talking to Hoseok, you idiot.”  

“Oh, then she is forgivable.”  

Yoongi raised his eyes to heaven, feeling the adoring tone with which Jimin pronounced those last words, sitting on the table and waiting for the friend to say more or better explain the reason for that call.  

“I have prepared everything, however!”  

The smile on the face of the older was made more radiant, knowing what Jimin was referring to. He watched with a careful look that the little one didn’t come out of his room and lowered his tone of voice, not wanting to let her find out.  

“Have you bought it all?”  

“Yes, apprehensive appa. It will be the best birthday party in the world.. But you have to distract her all day long! ”  

“Do you think I don’t do it every single day since she was born?”  

On the other side came clearly an amused puff, while he was sipping with the attention his own drink. In two days it was Sejun’s fourth birthday and he felt excited as a child; Although not being good at expressing his feelings he always seemed very low-key about the issue.  

Or maybe the fact that his little girl was growing up really hit him because he didn’t want to.  He had never understood how much when adults said: “you will be afraid, one day, when your son grows, you will see!”  

But now he understood it, even though four years were still few and he had his whole life to be with his little princess. He was afraid to watch the time flying too quickly and that day when, of course, she would leave his protection in order to live really.  

“Earth calls Yoongi.. Hyung Are you alive? ”  


“You are unrecoverable.” And with those words, the younger Jimin ended the call, but still smiled because he knew his hyung so well that he had understood what he was thinking at that moment.  

Yoongi sighed, descending from the table and heading to his bedroom to check that the daughter hadn’t done some irreparable damage.  

“How about going to the park?” He asked, however, noticing that the little one had fallen asleep with the phone in her small hands. He bit his lip to that view, total perfection enclosed in a body so small, and trying to make as little noise as possible came up to the bed and took off the phone from her hands.  


“I’m still here, is she asleep??” He asked amused, having imagined that scenario given the absence of answers; “she was telling me about yesterday’s disaster.”  

“Little traitor.”  

“See you in a while, we’re all coming there.”  

And that news didn’t appeal to Yoongi, for two simple reasons. His house was a disaster and he had to finish correcting those tests. Being a music teacher always had its downsides if you were forced to take your work home.  


“Shut up, you need company. Byeeeeeeeee! ”  

And the second call of the day broke off on the enthusiastic scream of the friend, while he sighed and lay beside the little girl. That immediately seemed to perceive his presence beside her, because she slipped on the bed and went to hide in his arms making him smile slightly.  

“A nap will not hurt any of the two.” He whispered and laid his lips against her forehead, letting himself be dragged from fatigue in what he hoped to be a peaceful nap.  

~ ~

“They’re literally father and daughter.”  

“Wait I want a picture!!”  

“Taehyung shut up a moment!”  

Confused voices came to Yoongi’s ears, who opened his eyes lightly and watched the six boys around the bed. All with huge smiles well printed on the face.  

“Appa…” The voice still drowsy of his daughter began to bring him back to reality, so with an effort he seated himself and took her in his arms starting to lull her gently.  

“Sometimes I still surprise when I see the sweet side of Min Yoongi.”  

“Hush a little, Jungkook-ah.”  

All those laughed lightly, getting out of the room and leaving them alone. Yoongi began humming something under his voice, knowing that his daughter loved his voice, especially in that hue, continuing to cradle her and caress her back to allow her to wake up in the best way.  

And that was the routine of every morning, although it was the afternoon at that time, he didn’t mind. He hated admitting it aloud, especially with the other six, but those little cuddles with her were the reason why he always started the day with a smile.  

“Appa.. Are they here…? ”  

“All six.”  

She snorted, still asleep, and settled better into his arms, letting her body adhere completely to his chest and abdomen. She was young but somehow she knew that that day was particular for his dad, so she was happy that his uncles were all there at that time.  

“Do you want me to send them away and remain only the two of us?”  

“No Appa, I want to play with Uncle Seokjin!” She whispered and, now completely awake, she wriggled from his father’s arms and ran out of the room after jumping off the bed like a spring. He shook his head amused and slowly descended from the bed, hearing Seokjin’s desperate screams and knowing that he had just entered the kitchen. Yoongi was sure, knowing him, that he had started to clean up but for once he didn’t mind a few.  

He was on the verge of getting out of the room when Namjoon’s face leaned from the open door, blocking him on his footsteps and observing his friend carefully.  


“I wanted to see if you were okay.. ”  

The silence greeted them shortly thereafter, while their glances spoke for them. But Yoongi, with high astonishment on the part of Namjoon, smiled with sweetness and crossing him he gave him a pat on his shoulder.  

“Sejun is more important than this day, so I can also endure it.” He whispered and Namjoon open wide his eyes, even more, surprised than just before.  

But it had to be expected from Yoongi because for his daughter he would have buried even the most oppressive of sorrows in his heart.  

“APPA!!” The little screamed running to meet her father, who found her attached to his leg and began to walk with fatigue because he didn’t want to hurt her in some way.  

“Don’t you think your father wants to walk normally?”  

“Hmm.. No! ”  

“This is your fault Taehyung!” He exclaimed, pointing his finger at the boy sitting on the couch that flashed his famous square smile and lifted his hands into a sign of denial. Everyone burst out laughing while he was struggling with her and he was able to detach his daughter from his leg, taking her in his arms and giving her a little pinch on her arm.  

“Is that how you treat your father??” He asked to pretend a serious tone, but she nibbled his cheek and everyone started cheering for her, while Yoongi inside himself felt already on the side of the loser. He couldn’t, even with huge efforts, resist that side of his daughter.  

“Appa I know it! you like it!! ”  

“Go, go, go on Sejun-ah!” Jimin and Jungkook screamed in chorus, raising their arms to heaven as a sign of encouragement; “We believe in you!!”  

“Traitors.” Yoongi hissed, without looking at them but keeping his gaze fixed on his daughter; “Now that we’re all here, what are you going to do? Because we always end up doing what you want. ”  

“I want ice cream!”  

Immediately the others ran out of the door and waited for them outside their homes, because they also wanted a date to the ice patrol and Yoongi, as always, he found himself forced to fulfill the desire of his daughter.  

Not that he was sorry, but now he had to deal with six other children together.  And he knew that that day would be the most tiring of his whole life.

So Maybe We Should Start All Over Again

You carried the last box up the steps to your new apartment when you realized your keys were in the most difficult spot possible. You tried to maneuver the box so you could grab them and ended up dropping it spilling its contents.

Just my luck. You thought to yourself. You bent down to start gathering the various picture frames and art supplies. The last paint brush had rolled over to the door across the hall. Just as you reached for it, the door opened and you were met with dress pants standing in front of you. You slowly looked up to meet a gorgeous pair of green eyes that were staring at a one of your pictures in his hand.

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Is Will Graham actually autistic? by an autistic

If you’ve watched NBCs Hannibal, you may have noticed that it has been mention twice (or more) that Will Graham is on the Autism Spectrum. Since I myself am autistic, and my special interest is Hannibal, I had to look into it. I have been wondering for a long time, and today I had enough energy to start my research on the case. Here it goes.

Note: I won’t be explaining every term I’m using so if you don’t understand what I’m talking about just do some research on the word(s).

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Dr. Frederick Chilton, & his Date.

Going to continue this further, only had a lil bit of time, and I really like to think about this awkward little guy being excited & nervous…

Continuation of: Dr. Frederick Chilton- Your Secret Admirer

Originally posted by justraulesparza

In the entire history of electronic correspondences, there could not possibly be one more awkward than this.

Frederick actually cringed when he saw the little yellow envelope show up in the bottom corner of his screen. Of course, he had been expecting it- you were nothing short of diligent… well, always.

You had proposed to get coffee together, tomorrow.
Tomorrow just so happened to be a Saturday.
On Saturdays, he didn’t come into the Hospital.
Your work schedule only required you to be there during the week.

The sole fact that you wanted to meet with him, during a time you had absolutely no obligation to be anywhere near him, nearly made poor Frederick melt into a puddle right there in his desk chair.

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Preference 3 | "I don't want to talk about it."

A/N: I’m sorry if these aren’t very good, I was having a lot of writers block for this one :( I hope they’re okay though, and I hope the requester enjoys them!!


Your boyfriend had been different ever since he returned from Mount Weather. He was quieter, less confident, more evasive. You knew what he needed was to talk about it, but every time you tried to get him to open up, it only seemed to close him off more.

“What’s on your mind?” you asked him one night, the two of you looking up at the stars from inside Camp Jaha. To you, everything seemed like it had improved. You felt safe and protected inside the camp, and you and Bellamy actually had moments like this where you could relax. There was no constant dread hanging over everyone’s heads, and many campers had been reunited with their families. But you hurt for the boy next to you and the war you knew was happening in his head.

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Jon and Dany / RED HERRING

Ok, was it me, or did anyone else notice right after Jon and Dany’s “Romantic scene” (Even though it wasn’t, but the Directors are trying so hard) Davos asks Jon about Dany, Jon isn’t even into the conversation, THEN THEY have a chat with Messandei, Jon ends up telling her “And you believe that?” Questioning If Dany would let Messandei go. This was extremely important to watch!!!!! Because even after their little scene together, Jon still doesn’t really care for Dany. You can tell, it’s quite clear. Right after Theon comes in RIGHT when Jon is starting to listen to Messandei about the “Good queen.” Distracting Jon. OUT OF ALL THE THINGS THEY COULD HAVE BROUGHT UP , THEY MENTION SANSA. Jon isn’t in love with Dany. What else I find very interesting was Right when Davos brings up Dany , Jon goes and says “there’s no time for that, I saw the night king with my own eyes. How many men do we have in the north , 10,000?” IT’S QUITE CLEAR WHAT JON WANTS. IT’S DANY’S ARMY!! He doesn’t say oh yes she’s pretty. NO, he asks how many men do we have? Lmao!! If that’s not a slap in the face I don’t know what is. Now with Davos playing CUPID, I’m starting to think if he knows Jon’s not into Dany, which right after I think he knows why. The camera goes right to Davos’s face When Jon Threatens Theon.. @heathergee25 Had told me That Davos has been looking at Jon And Sansa too. In episodes 1 & 2 . So I’m starting to even think Davos wants to distract Jon because he knows of Jons true feelings for his sister. That’s why he even brings up Dany to Jon. My tinfoil made me SAY IT. It’s also making me say Davos will bring it up to Jon and call him out on it near the end of season 7. Jon will feel guilty.. Davos knows something’s up. We also know Jon gets a letter in the next episode, Because he mentions Bran. So he will get a letter more likely from Sansa. So I can’t wait!! 😊 Dany is still the red herring people!! Oh and let’s not forget Sansa mentions Jon in every episode.

anonymous asked:

But imagine Cedric in ootp, returning from prefects meeting, where umbridge tricked prefects into drinking veritaserum. She didn't ask dangerous questions yet, but it's first time she used veritaserum on students, so it's big deal and Cedric goes to tell this to Harry. But Cedric doesn't know that veritaserum STILL works on him the entire time ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)


  • Cedric asking anyone and everyone he could find because he needed to tell Harry.
  • He almost let some stuff slip but he had managed to resist the Potion, though he was sure with some more grilling one of the other prefects might give in.
  • He finally finds Harry and says that she knows “about everything with the D.A, but I don’t know if she knows about you yet." 

"What about me?”
“You?” Cedric says, forgetting about telling Harry about the worst part; the Veritaserum.
He gets totally distracted by Harry’s question, which he takes in a very different way to how Harry intended it;
“Well, you’re so funny, you know that? You’re good looking and an amazing seeker, and honestly I’ve wanted to snog you for two years now, and-”

  • He clamps his hand over his mouth and stares at Harry as his eyes widen. 
  • Oh god he needed to shut up right now. 
  • Harry laughs nervously and looks around thinking Cedric is trying to play a prank on him or something. 
  • All Cedric could think was When is this godforsaken potion going to wear off? If I don’t get out of here I’m going to tell him that his smirk does all kinds of things to my brain.
  • He somehow passes it off as a joke, while a confused Harry really does not get the joke, like, at all.
  • Cedric then abruptly turns on his heel and walks away and Harry doesn’t get a chance to get a word in edge ways.
  • Cedric seems confident as he walks away but if Harry could see his face he would see Cedric going bright red and muttering to himself about being an fumbling idiot, Oh my god honestly, how did you resist Umbridges questioning but the second you look at Harry’s face you go all moon eyed?
  • For the whole of Potions, his next lesson, he just berates himself and cringes as his confession.
  • He also can’t seem to control his mouth, much to the frustration of his friends:

“Pass the flobberworms Ced.”
“Sure… I’m also sure that I like Potter.”
"Oh my god, you’ve told us that at five minute intervals throughout the lesson. How much Veritaserum did the old bint use on you?”
“Too much, it’s getting bloody ridiculous…You know what else is too much?”
“Don’t you dare-”
“The amount I like Potter”
*everybody groans*

  • He slowly packs up his things groaning at the thought of facing Potter, and is the last to leave the classroom. 
  • He walks out into a quiet corridor, seriously considering skipping lunch altogether because he doesn’t think he can handle letting something slip to Harry because what if he doesn’t like him back?
  • Cedric jumps three feet in the air as he turns right down the corridor and sees Harry leaning on the wall:

“Avoiding someone?” Harry asks, totally oblivious to the fact that that someone is him.
“It’s you actually,” Cedric replies and immediately wants to hit himself.
“Oh, you’re avoiding - I’m… I guess I’ll go then?”
“No, no wait, I didn’t, I didn’t want you to go it’s just, I like you and you’re really cool and I drank Veritaserum and I don’t want to say something awkward but oh my god - I just admitted that I really like you, I’m an idiot-“

  • He is barrelled over as Harry interrupts him with a kiss.
  • After a while they stop for breath and just look at each other with huge smiles on their faces.
  • As they’re walking to the Great Hall hand in hand, Cedric thinks about the fact that the reason he had been so frantic to find Harry afterwards was probably so that he would have the confidence to tell this boy how he really felt, not because of the urgency of the situation with Umbridge.
  • Perhaps if he’d been able to wait until later, after the Potion had worn off, he may have been a little smoother and not had that little outburst. But then, he thought, if the result was kissing Harry and becoming his boyfriend, perhaps he should have told Harry a lot sooner anyways.

anonymous asked:

Hi, love! You know the rooftop scene from the anime, right? (Of course you do.) Where L says how nothing he says makes sense, etc.? What if instead of Light, his s/o came to the roof and gave him some cute reassurment and told him that he's amazing?

“What are you doing?” You shouted over the rain, but it was obvious L couldn’t hear you. Without thinking, you moved out from under the protective covering and into the rain. It was cold against your skin as you moved toward him. “Love, what are you doing? You’re going to get sick being out here.”

L didn’t look at you, he continued staring out into space. “I’m not doing anything in particular. It’s just… I can hear the bell.”

“The bell?” You asked hoping to prompt some clarifying statement from him.

“Yes the bell. It’s been ringing loudly all day. I find it very distracting. I wonder if it’s a church. Maybe a wedding or…” his voice trailed off with his mind but you knew where he was going.

You placed a firm hand on his shoulder and he turned to you. “Never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.”

“John Donne.” He quoted effortlessly and then turned back to the rain. “ I’m sorry. Nothing I say makes any sense anyways.”

You felt a ping of sadness hit your heart. “L? L, look at me.” He turned to you slowly. “Everything you say makes sense. Maybe not at the time, but it will always become clear. You’re selling yourself short. Remember, you are literally the greatest detective in the world.”

“The three greatest.” He corrected.

You touched his cheek and smiled sadly at him. “Exactly. You are going to be fine. Now forget the bell and let’s go inside.”

L nodded and followed you in, out of the rain.

anonymous asked:

How do you study? I know this question is kinda vague but my final grades are not what I expected and idk how to study efficiently. tips?

Hello! Thanks for asking! There are plenty of ways to study, so I’ll give you a few of my own tips that have really helped me!

This step is really important! Writing the notes for lecture once WILL be beneficial; however, outside of class time, rewrite them up with pretty colors, definitions, graphs, pictures, tables and whatever else that will make you want to show off your wonderful revision notes. It is also equally important to revise your notes as soon as you can, before the material is pushed aside by new material. So, along with daily homework, take your notes and revise them. This is also a great way to keep them organized and all in one place so that it makes for easy study material for tests and quizzes.

…especially for definitions, dates, people and places. This makes it easier to quiz yourself on remembering certain knowledge for your tests. The flashcards do not have to be handmade either; Quizlet is great for online flashcards because you can also play fun games with the flashcards. Also, they are easy to transport, meaning that you can study your flashcards just about anywhere. Quizlet also has an app for your phone! Seriously. Studyblrs usually love Quizlet.

For long passages of text like essays and books, the easiest way to condense the information from long passages is to summarize each individual paragraph and then connect it all together. I like to do this either in the margins of the book/essay/paper if you are allowed to, or otherwise use sticky notes or a separate notebook. For each paragraph that you read, make a little note of the important ideas or SUMMARIZE. Just a simple line of summary will do; just make sure that you can easily go back and understand what is exactly happening. Then, once you have finished each chapter/the entire thing, it makes it easier to go back and create a bigger summary of the entire text. Sometimes it is difficult to understand things in huge chunks, so create it into smaller, more palatable sizes.

Ditch the highlighter, or at least try to. Sure, highlighters are great to pinpoint KEY information; but usually we overuse the highlighters until entire paragraphs are bright pink. If you NEED to use a highlighter, use it sparingly! If you absolutely cannot leave your highlighters, then focus on using them to highlight key words, people and places in the text. For example, green can be used for highlighting words that you do not know; pink can be for important people; orange can identify the settings. Try to only highlight a few words at a time, rather than long sentences with filler words. Again, keep the highlighting to the minimum.

You might have already heard of the Pomodoro Technique, where you study in 25 minute intervals. Studying without breaks for hours on end can tire you out. Instead, allot a small amount of time (25-50ish) minutes for studying then give yourself a 10 minute break. Break your homework up into smaller sections and use the number of problems you complete as your time. For example, for every 5 problems of the 20 problems you complete, you give yourself a 5 minute break. This not only gives your brain time to rest, but it helps keep you more focused on completing your tasks. REMEMBER. INTERVALS.

Even one notification from tumblr can turn into hours of scrolling through your dashboard; yes, it happens to all of us. Instead, use site blocking apps to easily control your ability to use your favorite websites. Cold Turkey is a great website for your computer, while I find that Forest (for both IPhone and Android) is great for your phone. Do not forget that video games, TV and even PEOPLE can also be a distraction. Block yourself from the world. You need to study.

A study place is very important into keeping you focused and alert. You want to find an area that is free from distractions and not too comfy and not too uncomfortable. Beds are a horrible place to study, because they are so comfortable and easy to doze off on. Sitting outside in freezing weather is also probably not a great place to study. Coffee shops, libraries, your desk and anywhere with a table is great place to make YOUR PLACE. Don’t be afraid to mix up your study area for a breath of fresh air, but your study place should be a regular.

For math and science subjects, the material has to do with having done the problems. You cannot expect to understand the material unless you go through the steps yourself. Solving as many problems as you can is the key to these subjects! Seeing the same type of problem repeatedly can help you to understand the correct way to solve it. For word problems make sure to draw pictures, tables and graphs. Don’t be afraid to draw to help you understand what exactly is happening. Repetition, repetition.

One thing I really try to do before tests is to teach the subject to someone else. It can be an unwilling friend, your parents, a pet or even an invisible class; but force yourself to “present” the material. Give examples and walk through the problems as though you are a real teacher; this makes you able to clearly understand each step in the process. Sure, this seems slightly random to do, but playing teacher for a day will help you to solve each type of problem thoroughly.

Even 6 years later I will never forget my order of operations. This is because….PEMDAS (parenthesis, exponents, multiplication, division, addiction, subtraction). Create little rhymes and jingles to things you need to memorize! How do you think catchy commercials stick in your head? Do the same thing but with your studying! Singing them to yourself will actually help you memorize things better than not!

Studying every day for a few minutes is ultimately more beneficial than one day for hours on end. This especially is true for vocabulary. Space your studying out for days upon days, rather than just one day. Even just making revisions, re-reading passages and going through vocab a bit each day will ultimately be better in the long-run. There is always time for a bit of studying- whether looking over notes at dinner or running through your vocab while brushing your teeth. A little each day.

Being able to retain information eventually also comes down to your own health not just how smart you are. Try eating healthy foods while studying like dark chocolate, fruits and nuts instead of fatty foods that will make you tired. Exercise is always good for the mind and body. It gives you plenty of energy and makes sleeping easier. Try incorporating exercise into your routine with walks and yoga. Drink tons of water!! Your body is just as important as your grades and it’s great to take care of it, too.

So I heard it was Voltron week

silentdreamsofthedead  asked:

Writing challenge #3 Shakira "Loca" + Yoosung Can't you just imagine him being a Shakira fan?

[Yoosung has entered to the chatroom]


707: So answer my calls L

Yoosung: You are distracting me from doing my chores.


Yoosung: Yes!  

[Yoosung has left to the chatroom]

707: OH! I want to see the miracle In person.

[707 has left to the chatroom]

Seven goes to Yoosung´s department and with the keys that he ´Borrowed´ he enter the apartment very carefully without making a sound but as soon as he enters 707 can´t hear loud music “Is that the song of loca?” seven whispers. He cautiously looks for the source of that music and when he finds it.

-“puff” Seven almost laugh so hard but he covered his mouth to not make any sound

-Yoosung was ´cleaning´ but with music at maximum volume.

-707 sees that yoosung is moving his hips and humming the song while sweeping “I can´t is too much…”  seven grabs his phone and shaking (it was too funny) he records Yoosung with the camera of his phone.

-Yoosung passes from humming to singing (very loudly) “I´m crazy but you like it LOCA LOCA” yoosung grabs the broom and start to dance with it.

-“Oh this is gold” Seven says with malicious face

-“You like that it aint´t easy LOCA LOCA” and now Yoosung is using that ass that his mom gave him “I´m crazy but you like it LOCA LOCA”

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- “Crazy but you like it” seven jumps and completes the last part of the song.

Originally posted by melanchoribbon

Truth or Dare

Summary: Two bottles of wine and a handful of Survey Corps veterans, what could possibly go wrong?

 Pairing/s: Erwin Smith x Reader/Nanaba x Mike/Hange x Keith Shadis

Genre: Humor;Fluff

A/N: This is a chapter from my Series, “Thank Goodness for Crazy”, but it could be a fun stand alone or a great preview to the story (Which you can find here, here or here!. Hope you guys enjoy!

Words: 2708

             Thump…. Thump!

           The knock on my door gave me a much-needed distraction. I didn’t even wonder why anyone would knock at this time of the night.

           “(Y/N)!” Hange said raising her right hand.

           “Whoa there!” She’s holding up what seems to be a bottle of wine!

           “Come with me! Huehuehue. We need to interrogate Nanaba!”

           “Oh my gosh, yes please!” I need this very much! We ran off to fetch Nanaba from the barracks – see, she isn’t an officer.  Her bed room is thankfully at the first floor. We found her window quickly and proceeded to call her.

           ”NaaaahnaaaahbaaaahI!” Hange said, as if she’s a ghost with unfinished business.

           “Hange, don’t tell me you’re already drunk?” In my rush I didn’t notice that Hange seems to be… weirder than usual.

           “Huh… A little.” She smiled, before continuing calling Nanaba is that creepy way of hers.

           After a few minutes, someone came up to the window.

           “Hmmm… wh…what is it?”

           “Nanaba! Come on, let’s go to my room!” I whispered. We really can’t drink and chat here, now can we?

           “Why? I was sleeping.” Nanaba complained. Yet she’s putting her coat on.

           “Weeeee goot wiiiine!” Hange said before letting go of giggles. Gosh, I wonder how many bottles she’d had before this?

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since I inspired the celebration of DotD, it’s only fitting I write something for it. Enjoy a disorganized oneshot featuring smol Morro, Wu, and some headcanons.

“Sensei! Sensei!!” Morro jumped up and down with excitement, tugging on his guardian’s robe with one hand and pointing with the other. “Look!!” Wu looked up at what had captured his student’s attention, and smiled upon seeing a group of children flying brightly-colored kites. “Those kites are much more prettier than mine!!”

“Yes, they are. And were much more expensive too, I’ll bet.” He reached down and mussed his pupil’s hair. Morro barely noticed, already distracted by something else in the marketplace. It was Day of the Departed, and Wu had brought his young student to the town at the foot of the mountain he made his home on in search of finding the proper materials to celebrate.

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When I started Felix nearly a year ago, I NEVER thought he’d last as long as he has. Everyone knows me for being the woman who makes blogs and is constantly finding new muses. But Felix… Felix is special to me. Both as a muse and as a person. I started watching Pewdiepie back in 2012 when I was in a very bad time in my life. He really helped me get through those times. And he continues to be there when I need to smile or laugh or to distract me. Yes, I know, a lot of people are like this with their youtube idols. But it’s not only him I turn to when I need those distractions. It’s HERE. To YOU guys. You have no idea how much I love each and every single one of you and how GRATEFUL I am to have been able to be here and talk to you guys. This list took me a good while because, honestly, I wanted to include everyone. But, then it would have been a VERY, VERY long list. So I cut it down to the people who I adore and who impact my life more than they’ll ever know.

First; A note to my Bae

@shxmrxckiisms/ @orangcworld/ @goldcnbcyvav/ @squirrclking ; Honestly, you will never know how much you’ve helped me in these last few months. It’s weird because I never was the type to just, throw myself at people. But something inside me just clicked with you and your writing. And I am so glad that I decided to start talking to you more. You’re always there for me when I’ve needed someone and I will never ever forget that. You are without a doubt, my best friend. And I am so happy to have you in my life. Thank you for everything you’ve done for me. <3

Best Club: AKA, the most awesome people ever.

@jacksepticisms  @mcrkiplicr @charllatan/ @chosenwars/ @starveincd @fclixx/ @kramred @gcldenfool @hxpc/ @kingxfthejungle @righteousmandownunder/ @greensepticpotato/ @fiischbachiisms @daughters-of-insanity @veniials/ @moralsofajackal @cvtiepi/ @heartycu @infelixinferno/ @magnumisms @leviaraelle @theprixrity @bvrnie @markefbach @sortamaliicious @antiscrabbles @marziapic @heartgiven @septicsass @axekickcr @silcncee @bitchspy @feargasem @mcrkiimoo @unglxckllich @sinfultriad @haeist @astralord @thegliitch @superinventor @almostlucilled @dcllfvce @dreamswithin @nctsepticeyed @apocalypsxmaidxn @erodedauthenticity/ @influencedbyfear @mxsesiiisms 

The Personal Blogs I fucking adore
     and will always follow tbh.

@socivil @areyoujelix @pewdiepievevo

Thank you all so much for all your support and love. You all mean a lot to me. And I look forward to moving into the future continuing to write with you all.

Live-streaming - Jensen Ackles x Reader

Title: Live-streaming

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Word count: 1,465

Warnings: None

Summary: Imagine being in a relationship with Jensen and despite the distance he does his best to spend as much time as possible with you when he’s off work. And when he can’t be with you, he always makes videos and posts them so that you can see them later.

“It’s one of those cheesy ones, just warning you guys. To you of those watching, other than (Y/n) that is.” he chuckled fixing his hat “You must be getting tired of them now huh?” a small smile formed on his lips as he read the comments which had already started coming in.

“Oh oh yeah you’re right, livestreaming. Eh video, livestream isn’t it the same?” he tilted his head to the side “I obviously suck at this. I feel sorry for (Y/n) that has to put up with me and my terrible knowledge in these things.” he breathed out a laugh. He paused for a moment to read a comment because he chuckled again.

“Well, thank you starswirlblitz that is very kind of you but I know, no need to sugar coat this, I suck when it comes to technology and the internet. That I have very much in common with Dean.” he paused again for a second, reading a comment.

“Wow these comments are coming in so fast I can barely read them. But yes, yes candycaneo yes I like very much the sound of it.” he grinned widely “(Y/n) should definitely teach me one or two things on this.” he laughed “Cause I bet she’d be an amazing teacher, right baby?” he winked at the camera with another laugh.

He stopped for a moment, squinting at the screen of his phone before grinning once more “Yes, yes supernaturalfan47 I do call her that. And I do think Dean would do so too, but you know as hard as it would be to believe I think she’d be more precious than Baby. And now that I think about it- I should talk to Robert or Andrew about it. (Y/n) would you be interested to play in Supernatural?”

“Uuh yeah, I do think that’s the case thegirlwiththeimpala. I mean, personally I’d love to have her there to spend some more time with her. It’s- it’s somewhat hard but you know there is love, great one a- and yeah-” he smiled sheepishly at the camera, letting out a small chuckle when he saw the new wave of comments come and it was all hearts and sweet messages. Some of them including their shipping name of you and Jensen.

“Wow that’s- that’s our- huh what?” he blinked “Uh shipping name. Yeah, right. (Y/n) has mentioned it before, and sometimes Misha and Jared. It still amazes me how creative you guys can get.” he cleared his throat “But yes, right. I got carried away. This video, livestream whatever you guys call it- I meant it for a specific person so-”

“Love you, sweetheart. Sorry I couldn’t get to you earlier, busy day at work. And sometimes time passes by so fast I don’t realize it. I know it was an important day for you and I really hope you did great. You know I always wish the best for you, baby, and I feel so bad that I couldn’t be there for you today. Especially today.” he laughed nervously “I tried reaching you at some point but I’m guessing from the absence of your comments or messages you might be fast asleep.”

He let out a soft sigh “Anyway, I know sometimes I suck but I try my best. And I hope that I can work my way there for you. Gosh Dean would call this such a big chick flick and I’m sorry you have to put up with this guys, it is my only way of reaching to her at this point.” he laughed nervously, squinting for a little at the screen as he saw more comments.

“Well, thank you faithfulpanicmoon, glad to know that at least a few don’t mind me filling up your page with all these videos. A man gotta show some love for his other half, I guess.”

He chuckled when he read some more comments. He loved seeing them, especially as he got to realize how happy you were to see how much the fans appreciated and loved you. They had welcomed you once they found out you were dating in a way that made his own heart go warm. You were instantly a member of this big family and he couldn’t be more happy himself. He still remembered how nervous you were the first time the two of you would go out in public, because you both knew very well that pictures were going to be taken and your relationship would be finally in the open. Your life had changed, of course, but he still remembered the smile on your lips when saw all those sweet tweets to you.

‘I just go all mushy when you call her 'baby’ or 'sweetheart’’ said one comment.

'Jensen&(Y/n) relationship goals!’ said another.

'I just wish a love like theirs! Can I please have one??’ another.

'My heart! You called her your other half! Gosh, this is the true definition of soulmates!’

'Are you kidding me? Seeing your pretty face almost every day, sending love messages and being an adorable little shit is what I live for!’

’(Y/n) you lucky girl! But you, Jensen, are very lucky as well! She is amazing!’

'These videos are going to be the death of me! Their love is so deep, I can’t take it!’

'Adorable! Simply adorable! I really wish the best for you guys!’

'Jensen making this kind of videos for (Y/n) is so effin sweet I cannot take it! You love her so much, it practically makes me melt!’

'And he’s blushing! Guys look! Whenever he talks about how much he loves her he stutters and gets nervous! That’s so so cute!’

'Just when we thought he’d gotten over his shyness, he now acts like a teen boy talking about his crush! Look at it!’

Jensen laughed, stopping at reading the messages and rubbing nervously the back of his neck with a sheepish smile. He hadn’t noticed it much himself but he did remember you pointing it out once in a while.

“Well-” he cleared his throat “-thank you, bringmesomepie56, for understanding. Distance sucks sometimes so I am trying my best I guess. I thought you’d probably be super tired of them by now. A-and-” he laughed “Well, thank you Misha for pointing out once more that I am being cheesy. Alright alright, I’ll get to it Misha. I’ll get done with this, don’t worry. You won’t have to 'see my ugly face take over facebook once more’.” he quoted him with a laugh.

“Uuh alright-” he cleared his throat once more, giving a soft smile “-I know that you won’t see this until much later and I probably will be off to work again but don’t worry, I remember my promise. Not going to overwork. I only needed to tell you once more how much I love you and how proud I am of you. Then again, if things didn’t go as you planned you know I am always here for you, send me a message and I’ll take the first plane. Leave hunting to wait for a little while, you know I will.” he grinned softly.

“And, sweetheart, I hope you see this soon. And if you need me you know all you have to do is ask. We always are one in everything, good and back, through thick and thin.” he gave a warm smile before blowing a kiss to the camera, one of the rare occasions but he did all for you “I love you.”




“Crap how do I turn this thing off?” he grumbled after pressing a thousand times “Honestly those lessons, with (Y/n), ontechnology- baby we need to start very soon.” he mumbled, still trying to find his way around.

He paused for a moment, reading another comment, before breathing out a laugh “No, I won’t get distracted… a lot.” he made a face “Alright, maybe I will. But (Y/n), yes yes please be my teacher.”

He paused once more before he could press down on his phone, he laughed “No Misha, I won’t stop making these videos in the first place!” he laughed at his friend’s comment once more “Gotta give… some love… to my fiance.” he mumbled, mostly to himself but once realization downed on him, his eyes widened.

“Crap” he breathed out “I shouldn’t have said that out loud.” he made a face “Alright, yeah better find the damn buttoncause- Ah yeah found it!” he grinned.

“Alright yeah bye, and if you don’t see any more videos of me in the next week it will be because my fiance flew over and killed me. Don’t worry baby, I’ll still love you!” he rushed to say and ended the livestream with an awkward smile.

He was screwed that was for sure.


Alright so I’ve had this idea of a series, with Jensen, where Praying (the two-shot) kinda belongs to. Reader is in a relationship with Jensen but she doesn’t live in Vancouver (because we obviously don’t all, right? *ugly sobbing*) yet they still are together. She is not famous, and cannot travel very often. So when Jensen is off work every single time he goes to spend time with her, and she is pretty much the fangirl we all are (but gets to live the dream). And the reunions are all emotional and everything, and yeah. And at some point they have to make it public and the fans see it, and everything. You can imagine it right? I really wanna write that! There is potential I mean, right?

Mentioning: @thegirlwiththeimpala@starswirlblitz@supernaturalfan47@bringmesomepie56@faithfulpanicmoon