you guys can expect more gifs from this movie because i loved it

11. “Why are there four dogs in our house? We don’t own four dogs. We don’t even own one.”

Sebastian Stan was a hardworking guy. Over the last year and a half, he gotten booked on more movies than ever before. At first it was a tad overwhelming, but it was his passion. He absolutely loved what he did.

He worried that the more traveling he did, the more of a strain it would be on your relationship. The two of you had been together for almost three years. You met because of a mutual friend who had a feeling that the two of you would click. Your friend had been right.

It started off slow but the relationship picked up speed when you both realized that there wasn’t anyone else on the planet that you’d rather be with. You felt like you knew absolutely everything about him and he felt the same about you.

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TITLE: You Know What They Say About Love and Hate….

IMAGINE: Steve and (Y/N) hated each other when they first met. But it’s been three years, did feelings develop or do they still hate each other? You know what they say about love and hate…

[gif is not mine. requests are open. this one shot was heavily influenced by dan and blair’s relationship from gg -some quotes are directly from there, see if you can spot it]. 

warnings: swear word, mention of the word slut. 

word count: 2.4k+


‘…Because when we open our heart we can explore a world of love. And be pleasantly surprised by the people already in our life…’ gg 3x18

(Y/N) walked down the stairs, the train of her dress flowing nicely behind her. She felt like she was in a movie. ‘I feel like a goddess right now,’ she thought. She smiled to herself imagining her date’s face as she came down. Her smile however dropped as soon as she saw that it wasn’t Nick. “Rogers, what the hell are you doing here?”

Steve turned and saw her at the bottom of the stairs, he swallowed the gasp that would have escaped out of his mouth because of her beauty. He put on the facial expression that he often wore around her -indifference and anger.

“Trust me, I don’t want to be here either but there was a change.”

“What kind of change?”

“Tony,” (Y/N) rolled her eyes, sighed and crossed her arms. “Look (Y/L/N), we need to do this, for him.”

“We’ve tried everything, Rogers. I mean there’s nothing on the guy.” The guy in question was Pepper’s new paramour. Of course nothing was happening between Pepper and the new guy but that didn’t stop Tony from wanting to rip him to shreds. Tony, being Tony of course wanted intense background research on the new guy, trying to find out his deepest, darkest secrets.

“I know, but he wants us to try one more time.” Steve walked towards her, standing in front of her but not close enough to touch her if he extended his arms.

“He’s pathetic.”

This time Steve rolled his eyes. “He’s your best friend.”

She shrugged, “Gives me more reason to call him pathetic.” (Y/N) started walking to the door, Steve couldn’t help but watch as her arse sway. “Coming Rogers? Or are you too busy staring?”

Steve shook himself out of it and followed her.

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-Heyy!! If youre still doing requests could you do a reid x reader where you’re home watching horror movies while he’s away because when he’s home all he does is spoil them for you, but he comes home in the middle of one and profiles the guy in the movie.

Sorry its such a long winded request but i thought it would be super cute 😊
A/N here I go , haven’t written in a while

It was nice , to spoil myself. I didn’t do it often , mostly because Spencer did it for me. He would buy me flowers at least once a week, he would bring me sweets when it was my time of the month , by Tumblrs standards he was the perfect boyfriend. But here I am sitting in a dimly lit room , pumpkin spice candles crackling in the background. Heat turned up to high as the snow hit the frozen ground , it was perfect even without the perfect boyfriend, because as perfect as he is , he always spoils horror movies for me , not because he’s seen them but because he’s a fucking genius and figures the murderer out before the movies even half way over. I know as perfect as he can be it was nice to have sometime to myself , ya feel?
I was watching a movie called dark devil or black devil something like that and basically it’s about this little boy how starts acting strange around his mother , she reports it to the school asking if he’s getting bullied or something and of course they say no , she brings it to the attention of her mother who was a therapist and she looks into it. Well apparently a little boy goes missing from their town and well he was found in the woman’s basement. That’s how far I had gotten until I heard the lock to the door , immediately I arm myself with a red Vine and snuggles deeper under the blanket thinking the worse. Only to soften up when the saw the scruffy , tall man I’ve grown to love walk through the door. “You know a red Vine wouldn’t hurt an intruder right?” , I blush a deep red of embarrassment and nod. “It smells good in here , oh whatcha watching? ” Spencer plops down next to me. I automatically get defensive “ a horror movie” I snap. Spencer’s jaw clences and he pressed play. 10 minutes in Spencer starts rambling , he says “ the killer isn’t the boy , as most would expect , the slices in the young boys body are to clean , thought out before hand , most children can’t even think before they say let alone that. The killer was most likely female due to the way the slices were placed they were vertical instead of horizontal , causing more pain and torture but easier to keep control of the blood flow , and women tend to like control, the killer would need to have known the boy and his family” Spencer says looking at me for an answer. I gasp “ oh my God it’s his mom” Spencer smiles widely and nods.

Imagine announcing your engagement with Chris.

A/N: This is a request from an anon, about being RDJ’s daughter and dating Chris. I kind of started the way you wanted me to but ended a little differently, still the gist of your prompt. Enjoy. :D

“There are a lot of people here tonight,” Chris chuckled softly as the two of you posed for photos on the red carpet of the Civil War premiere. “That means more eyes on me when I do something embarrassing.” You rolled your eyes at his paranoia. “Oh, I will. We both know from experience that I have the tendency to do embarrassing things around you. Remember the first time we met?”

“How could I forget?” You laughed softly.

You were visiting your dad, Robert Downey Jr. on the set of the first Avengers movie when you first met Chris; you ran into him on the way to your father’s trailer. You knew who he was but he had no idea who you were because he had only just began working with RDJ and was yet to find out that he had a twenty-four year old daughter from a previous marriage.

You had tried to introduce yourself but he was in too much of a panic to realize that you weren’t wardrobe because he had ripped the pants of his Captain America suit and was due for a scene in fifteen minutes. You felt bad for him so you decided to pretend to be wardrobe and help him; you didn’t learn to sew for nothing, plus- you were used to helping your dad with his.

Chris was pretty much smitten with you five minutes into the conversation. Not only were you ridiculously pretty- which he noticed even in his panic; you were down-to-earth, funny, intelligent, and kind. You also shared his tremendous love for all things Disney, a huge plus in his book. It got to a point where he felt the need to ask for your phone number so he could continue to take you out on a date. You gave him your number knowing your father wouldn’t approve of you dating one of his co-stars but it was always easier to ask for forgiveness than permission.

Speaking of your father, you could still remember the look of horror on his face when he saw you with a pants-less Chris Evans. He was close with Chris now and was incredibly happy that you were dating that great man but that wasn’t how their relationship started. “What the fuck are you doing with my baby girl?!” was the reaction your father had. You remembered jumping between the two before your father attacked him with his Wing-Chun, which he still promises to do till this day if Chris ever hurt you.

“Downey was beyond pissed,” Chris chuckled. “He didn’t talk to me for days after that. I still remember that one day where he literally had the whole cast over for lunch in his trailer city and didn’t invite me. It was months before he finally accepted us together, I think Susan said something to him.”

“I think she did too, ‘cause it would’ve been years if Mom didn’t say something to him. You know how stubborn he can be, he is basically Tony Stark.” The two of you chuckled because it was true. “But look at where we are now, he loves you so much more than he loves me.” You joked and he laughed. “You laugh but you know it’s true.”

“Please,” Chris chuckled. “You are the apple of his eye. As much as he loves me- he’d never love me more than he loves you. You do remember how he iced me out after our first fight, right? He got the whole cast to turn against me, even the stand-ins.” You chuckled softly. “Love me more than you love me, maybe,” he teased with a cheeky wink.

“Definitely,” you bit playfully.

“Hey guys!” The reporter from Extra greeted the two of you as you made your way to the interview line. “I’m with Chris Evans and Robert Downey Jr.’s daughter, Y/N. The two of you are still looking as adorable together as ever, how are you tonight?”

“We’re great,” Chris smiled.

“Fantastic, thank you.” You smiled.

“First of all, I have to congratulate you, Chris, on the movie.” Beside you, Chris dropped his head with a widening grin. You gently rubbed his arm, smiling proudly. “You did a wonderful job. The whole world is already raving about the film and half of them haven’t even seen it yet. How are you feeling about it?”

“I am incredibly proud of the work we’ve done. It’s not just me, it’s my cast mates and the Russo brothers but I think a huge part of our success has to do with the guys behind the scenes. Marvel did an incredible job with the story, you know- it was a huge job. There are a lot of big characters with big arcs and they managed to integrate it in a way where it makes sense. I’m incredibly honored to be apart of such a wonderful film and I can’t wait to see what’s next for us.”

“Speaking of what’s next,” the interviewer turned her attention onto you and you raised your eyebrows, unsure of what she was smiling about. “The two of you have been dating for a while now, five years?” You and Chris nodded. “Do we see wedding bells sometime soon?”

You subconsciously brushed your thumb over the empty space on your ring finger where your engagement ring should’ve been but wasn’t because Chris wasn’t ready to go public with it yet. All your friends and family already knew, he just didn’t want the world to know. At least until the press tour was over ‘cause he couldn’t imagine the kind of questions he was going to get if people knew he had recently proposed to Iron Man’s daughter.

“Well,” Chris chuckled nervously. “Uh- You know, we’re happy together and we definitely see a future together but um- there’s still some things we need to talk about.” He looked over at you and you chuckled, pressing your lips together to tell him you weren’t going to help him. “But yeah, it’s on the to-do list.”

“What are we talking about?” You heard your father’s voice and you smiled as he crashed the interview, wrapping his arms around you and Chris. “Hi baby,” he greeted Chris the way he should’ve greeted you, giving him one of his signature cheek kisses. “Hi Y/N,” he greeted you the way he should’ve greeted Chris, giving you nothing but a light pat on the arm.

It was an ongoing joke.

“Hi Dad,” Chris chuckled.

“Hi Downey,” you chuckled.

“We’re just talking about the two of them and when they’re going to get married,” the interviewer informed your dad, whose smile had ten-fold. “What are your thoughts on that? As the father of Y/N, would you want to see her settle down and start a family of her own?”

“Of course I would,” your dad nodded. “I would love to see that happen. She’s my eldest, you know- she’s been in this committed relationship for five years now. I expected a wedding like- two years ago but someone,” he shot Chris a fake dirty look and you chuckled softly. “Can’t seem to catch a hint. Come on, time is running out here. Y/N is young but Chris is nearing forty soon, if he wants to have kids…” He trailed off, trying not to laugh at Chris’ pursed lips.

“Go do your own interview,” Chris covered your dad’s mouth and tried to push him away.

“And miss out on all this fun?” Your dad chuckled. “No way. C'mon Chris, when are you going to propose to my baby girl? When I am going to have the honor of walking her down the aisle and giving her away to you? 'Cause I’m ready whenever you are.” Your dad glanced at you and the two of you tried not to laugh.

“Even Iron Man is begging you to tie the knot, what do you think?” The interviewer asked Chris and he chuckled softly, shaking his head. “Y/N, you’re ready to settle down with Chris right? He’s the perfect specimen, so handsome and incredibly sweet. Would you say yes?”

Both you and your dad looked over at Chris with eyes asking a similar question, for the permission to break the news to the world. He thought about it for awhile then heaved a sigh and nodded. Your dad gave your arm and encouraging squeeze as you opened your clutch and fished out your engagement ring. The interviewer looked down as you slipped it on, her eyes widened with shock.

“I already have.” You held up your hand to the camera, smiling.

“We’re engaged,” Chris announced and kissed the side of your head.

“Oh my God,” your dad pretended to be as shock as he was the first time you announced it. “Congratulations, you two! I am so happy for you guys!” He hugged the both of you tightly, drawing laughter from both you and Chris.

“I love you,” you mouthed at Chris.

“I love you too,” he mouthed back, smiling.

Title: Prove it pt.2
Pairing : Brendon X Reader
Request are open! 💙
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So then you just take a few breaths and just wonder how your going to get away once again you were wondering why did you agree to do this

So later on it had gotten dark out and you almost forgot you had to go to that dumbass party of his. Then you heard your mom outside of your room

“Good night honey” she said

“Good Night” you said

Thankfully your door has a lock and so you went over to lock it and now you had to get ready, so you took a shower and did your makeup and hair and wore a simple outfit which was skinny jeans with converse and a shirt with your leather jacket

Then all of a sudden you heard that voice of his out your window

“Come on out doll and have fun” he said

So you got out of your window and closed it. you knew that the only to get down where brendon is you have to jump and you can tell he was going to mention that

“Just jump I’ll catch you” he said

So you thought ‘fuck it’ and jumped and he catched you and you notice that your arms were wrapped around his neck and he was holding your legs and got off him quick and you see a light blush appeared on his face

“Wait shouldn’t you be at your house since it’s your party and what about your parents?” You said

“A good friend of mine is helping he had already started and my parents are gone on a trip but anyways let’s get going and have fun” he said

So during the drive to his house for the party he had put on some music and he had putted on Frank Sinatra.

god you never expected him with that taste of music and plus it sucked cause Frank Sinatra is your weakness and you can’t help but sing along so you hold it in then brendon starts singing along with the song which was luck be a lady and you had never heard him sing before he has a beautiful voice but just a asshole attitude sometimes but hey it’s him we’re taking about here.

Then the next song came on which was fly me to the moon and that Just happened to be one of your favorite songs from him and you couldn’t help but sing along

“Fly me to the moon
Let me swing among those stars
Let me see what spring is like” you sang

Then brendon joins in and sings too

“On a, Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby, kiss me” he sang

He smirked at you and you just looked away pretending that didn’t happen then you hear him singing it again

“Fill my heart with song
Let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you” he sang

And once again you couldn’t help but sing along

“Why don’t you fill my heart with song
Let me swing for ever more
Because you are all I long for
All I worship and i adore
In other words, please be true
In other words, in other words
I, I love, you” you sang

Then as the song ends brendon parks his car I’m guessing we’re already here but before we get out of his car you see brendon smiling at you and you looked at him with a curious look

“What are you looking at me for?” You said

And he didn’t answer but what he did instead he puts his hand on your face and kissed you slowly and soft and you couldn’t believe it and you started to feel a feeling and you gave in and kissed back and put your hands around his neck and you pulled away but he pulled back wanting more and kisses you passionately and you feel his hand on your thigh and in your mind you just can’t believe that this is happening and you pull away and had to ask him a question

“Hey why did you kiss me?” You asked

You see him taking a few breaths and he seems as if he’s trying to get his words together

“Because I like you Y/N ok I’ve liked you for a long time now I just didn’t know when to say it and I apologize if I’m annoying and a asshole to you cause everyone had changed me and just made me into a person that I don’t even want to be and when I came across you i felt a feeling that I’ve never felt before but I hid it and I couldn’t hide it anymore til now so yeah there you go” he said

You were just shocked you’ve never seen this side of brendon and you didn’t know that he liked you. You liked him back and hid it too

“Brendon look I like you too I also hid it as well cause since you were just a ass to me sometimes I had to hide it and I didn’t find you annoying that much I just had gotten used to you being like that and if everyone changed you and made you into a person you don’t want to be,  don’t be that person just be yourself cause that’s all what matters just you being you” you confessed

Then you a little smile appear on his face which made you smile too and now you had to ask him one more thing

“Just curious why do you like me?” You said

“I liked you because your different than the other girls your just so amazing, dorky, beautiful, and sweet have I mentioned beautiful. I mean you’re just a really great girl or in my perspective a gorgeous rare diamond that Just leaves me completely starstruck everyday by her beauty and who I just fall in love with more each day.” He said and kissed your forehead

He intertwined his hands with yours it’s like if you two were made for each other and he looks at you and let’s out a small laughs and seems nervous

“So will you be my girlfriend?” He asked

You kissed him passionately and pulled away

“Yes of course” you said

You see him smile and he can’t stop smiling which is cute and you couldn’t help but smile too he grabs your hands and kisses them

“We should get to the party” you said

“Yeah we should” he said

So he gets out of his car and runs to your side and opens the door and you smiled at the sweet gesture and as you guys are walking to the front door he puts his arm around you and kisses your head and before you enter in brendon says something

“You know instead of partying we can just go to my room and watch movies or talk instead ” he said

“Yeah I like that more” you said

And as you guys entered into his house he was leading the way to his room and once you got to his room it’s not what you expected. You expected it to be messy but it’s actually quite nice and he has some vinyls and it’s actually pretty cool

“Make yourself at home” he said

So you sat on his bed while he’s looking for a movie to put on and as he’s looking for a movie you hear singing Friday I’m in love by the cure and his  singing is just so amazing it sounds really beautiful

“Always take a big bite
It’s such a gorgeous sight
To see you in the middle of the night
You can never get enough
Enough of this stuff
It’s Friday
I’m in love” he sang

you decided to join and sing along with him

“I don’t care if Monday’s blue
Tuesday’s gray and Wednesday too
Thursday I don’t care about you
It’s Friday I’m in love” you sang

You see him walk over to you and he puts his hand around your waist while your hands are around his neck and both of you sing the ending at the same time

“Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart
Thursday doesn’t even start
It’s Friday I’m in love” you both sanged

And then brendon starts leaning in and so do you and then you guys started to kiss slowly and soft then brendon starts kissing a little rough.

He pushes you onto his bed and then he goes down and kisses your neck and starts nibbling your flesh which leaves a few hickeys and you let out a little moan which turned on brendon

He takes off your jacket and kisses you even more with alot of passion and as you guys are kissing you feel his hand go under your shirt and he unclasp your bra and he takes off your shirt and you cover your chest and you brendon with worried face expression

“What’s wrong?” He said

“It’s just that I’m just insecure about my body” you said

“You have no reason to be insecure about your body, your body is so beautiful and you as a person you’re beautiful in and out and you should accept it” he said

So he removes your hands from your chest and kisses your chest while one of his hands is grabbing your breast and you put your hands in his hair and gripped on it which made him moan and he takes off his shirt quick and kisses you softly and bites your lip

“Your so beautiful Y/N ” he said

A light blush appeared on your face he’s honestly just the sweetest. Then he goes to your neck and kisses your neck then down your chest and got to your area and he looked at you

“you sure you want to do this we don’t have to if you want, I don’t want to force you into anything you don’t want to do” he said

“Just fuck me already” you said

so brendon takes off your pants along with your underwear and he had also took off his pants along with his underwear. he goes and leaves a open kiss on your clit and then puts two fingers in going at slow pace then went to a fast pace and now your such a mess, you grip on his bedsheets and he leaves one more kiss on your clit and stops.

He looks at you for permission and to see if you want to do this and you nodded a yes and he was had put his member in slowly going at a slow pace and after a couple thrust he starts going at a faster pace and you were gripping on his back probably leaving marks.

You let out a few moans and brendon goes more rough and you wrapped your legs around his waist and he goes much rougher and deeper hitting that one spot

“Holy shit bren…"you said

he smirks and goes down and kisses your neck roughly and then goes to kiss your lips and bites your bottom lip

He smirks and goes much more faster and after a couple thrust you reached your climax and he did after and you two layed down and he covered both himself and you with his blanket and you had your head on his chest and his arm was around you

"That was…” He said

“Amazing” you both said

You feel him plant a kiss on your forehead and you smiled at that sweet gesture and looked at him and kissed him softly and you feel him smile in the kiss and then you pulled away and he caresses your face

“Just know that I love you so much ok no one else can ever make this happy the only person that can make me feel happy is you. And I’ll always be here for you to lift you up when you are down and I’ll kick anyone’s ass who messes with you cause If they try to do anything to you they have to go through me first. And I don’t know what I would do without you I know that I would act like a asshole to you most of the time that isn’t me, right now this is the real me. You’ve showed me a side to myself that I’ve never felt and that was happiness and love and it’s a amazing feeling. And when I first saw you I was in awe your just so beautiful even better beyond gorgeous and I was just so amazed and I hated how much of a ass I was to you and I promise I’ll never act like that to you ever again” he said

And after he said that you see him tearing up so you gave him a heartwarming hug and he hugged back and you feel his tears on your shoulder and you let go of the hug and kiss him with love and care

“Brendon I love you so much too and forget about everything that has happened in the past with you being a ass to me and focus on now I mean look at you your just so amazing and sweet which warms heart and no guy has ever made me feel this way before and what you just said right now honestly is so heartfelt and beautiful. And instead of being someone that you aren’t be yourself because it’s amazing” you said

you hear nothing anymore downstairs your guessing that the party is over and everyone left and you hear brendon’s friend outside his door

“See you tomorrow man” he said

“Yeah bye man” brendon said

And you two started getting sleepy and brendon layed his head on your chest which made you laugh and you intertwined your hand with his

“Why don’t you sleep over tonight?” He said

“But what about my parents they’ll probably be curious of why I’m not home” you said

“You can just make up a reason but please sleep over pleaseee” he said and started giving you a pouty lip

“Alright fine I’ll sleep over” you said

You see him look at you with a smile and he kisses you goodnight

“Goodnight beautiful” he said

“Goodnight handsome” you said

And you two fell asleep happy knowing that you two have each other and just make each other happy.


A/N: sorry if the imagine was too long but I hope you guys liked it!

Woo hoo, Klaroline IS coming! Okay, now I have that out of my system…

I’m back with another fusion drabble. This initial premise is from the 1997 Alicia Silverstone film called Excess Baggage. All italicised text is quotes from the movie (and a bonus Cher quote from Clueless) and chapter title and lyrics from the soundtrack. Thanks also lovely Jo @fanfantasticworld for the awesome cover. 

Trying to get attention from her wealthy, workaholic father, Caroline stages her own kidnapping throwing her into the path of car thief Klaus Mikaelson.

One Headlight

“There’s got to be something better than in the middle
But me and Cinderella we put it all together
We can drive it home, with one headlight.” (The Wallflowers)

Beverly Hills, Los Angeles

“How stupid do you think I am, huh?” He asked pointedly.

“How stupid is there?” She growled by way of response.

“You know, I once stole a Ferrari with a Chihuahua in the back. He made less noise than you do.”

“Are you always this charming to your captives?”

“Only the ones that won’t shut the hell up,” he groaned, changing the radio station to something decidedly less manufactured. When he woke up this morning, the last thing he expected was to have an unexpected stowaway on this particular job.

“What do you think you’re doing?” She demanded, covering her ears as the sounds of Metallica burst through the speakers, filling the car. “I’m a strictly Britney Spears and Taylor Swift kind of girl.”

“Figures,” he scoffed.

“Excuse me?”

“Rich, spoilt brat likes girlie pop music,” he drawled. “How original.”

“You don’t know anything about me.”

“On the contrary I have learnt more than I need to know about you in the past fifteen minutes because you haven’t stopped rambling in my ear. Trust me, I’m regretting ever removing that gag from your mouth.”

“Well, it isn’t my fault you kidnapped me,” she growled, pulling at the tight restraints bounding her wrists together.

“Yes,” he muttered. “I was the one who threw you in the trunk of your own car. I may be a thief but I’m not into abduction and excess baggage, especially with someone as high maintenance as you, princess.”

“Says the guy with the warm personality,” she shot back. “So, where are you taking me?”

“I was thinking the nearest mall,” he murmured, his eyes trained firmly on the road. “I’m sure you’re just dying to do some shopping or whatever it is you do with your time.”

“So, that’s what you think? I’m just a ditz with a credit card?”

“You said it not me, sweetheart.”

“I don’t want to go to the mall,” she pouted.

“Since when did I become a bloody cab service? Okay, how about a spa? You could get one of those mani-pedi things.”

“A callous car thief knows something about beauty treatments?”

“Now who’s typecasting whom?” He shot back for her benefit. “What can I say, I have a little sister that won’t shut up, she kind of actually reminds me of you, princess.”

“I have a name you know.”

“And I have no interest in knowing it given you’ll be out of the car in a few minutes hopefully,” he muttered.

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Here is a masterpost of all my favorite bellarke fics. These are not my fics. Theyre all Ao3 links. To read them on mobile download ibooks or the kindle app and then download the epub or pdf file from ao3 or just read them on your computer.

  • Hello, Princess - (45391 words) AU with Clarke in college as a pre-med student, and Bellamy her Calculus TA. More characters and tags will be added as they are introduced.
  • I’ll Take My Time If You Want To - (17940 words)  Ark AU wherein Bellamy’s a member of the guard and Clarke’s a medical apprentice, and among everything that’s going on, they meet, they talk, they fall in love, and they both realize there’s so much more to the other than meets the eye.
  • Same Time Next Week - (30134 words) "You’re awfully hung up on rules, aren’t you?“"You’re awfully not for being the one who’s supposed to enforce them,” she said, confrontation in her voice.“Someone has a problem with authority,” he said, amusement in his.
  • The Conversation - (44589 words) AU where Clarke left her phone number in a library book that one time and Bellamy finds it a couple of years later and decides that he has nothing better to do.
  • the pedal’s down, my eyes are closed - (33792 words) “You’re the one with the Masters funding.” He says it like he already knows, is already using it as the whole basis of her personality. “I’m Bellamy Blake.”“Nice to meet you,” she lies through her teeth.Clarke Griffin is the newest member of the Classical History Review and Bellamy Blake is at the bottom of her list of people to befriend. Well, she’s been wrong before. AU.
  • 100 Ark Street - (34089 words)  Bellamy moves into a new apartment; he couldn’t have asked for better neighbors.
  • Pistols at Dawn - (33236 words)  Bellamy Blake’s political star is on the rise, until his opponents throw some dirt that sticks. So he calls in an expert: Clarke Griffin, professional crisis manager, has helped many a powerful person weather outrageous scandals with her team.
    But Clarke has no idea that saving Bellamy Blake will unearth secrets that should have stayed buried – and change both their lives forever.
  • Love Will Come Through - (23251 words) “The vows were short, perfunctory; Clarke was asked to say I do, and she did. There were rings, too: Bellamy’s fingers were warm against her cold skin when he slipped a ring on her finger, and she put a ring on his. They were instructed to kiss. His lips were dry, pressing against her mouth for a moment, and that was it. They were done.She was a wife, and her husband was a stranger."AU. Clarke winds up in an arranged marriage with Bellamy.
  • We Could Be - (58826 words)  Modern AU. A peek into a couple years at college where Bellamy and Clarke slowly get to know each other.

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Imagine – Sam helping you through a depression episode

Word Count – 1,766

Pairing – Sam x Reader

Triggers – Depression, mentions of not eating

A/N – Going through this so wanted to write this to cheer me up, hopefully it can cheer you up too.

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These past few days have been shitty as hell. You’ve tried to fought through this for years but it was getting worse. Hunting was getting tiring, people dying cause of you every single day. Not sleeping cause your mind wouldn’t let you and you needed to do research anyways. Your bags under your eyes were so dark, makeup couldn’t even hide it and the boys took notice to it very quickly.

Dean was always one of those people who hid things deep down inside and would cover it up with anger, but sadly you weren’t like that. He’d tell you “it’ll get better” and that’ll be it. Cas would just ask if you were okay every few times, not taking anything to it. But there was someone who was different than them when it came to this, a lot different.

Sam Winchester.

Sam Winchester, the man who saved the world once but could barely save himself. The man who can’t save himself, but he’ll try his damn hardest to save you and his broken older brother. The man who’s been to hell and back, and he’s still the most kind hearted person on this planet. Nothing could bring him down, he was stronger than he gave himself credit for.

“Hey y/n, it’s time for dinner.” He said, slowly opening up your door to your dark room

You grumbled and faced your back to him, making his heart sink to his stomach. He placed the plate of food on your dresser, turned on your bed room light that burned your eyes and sat next to you, laying his hand softly on your leg over the blanket.

“You’re depressed again, why? Talk to your moose.” He chuckled, trying to make you laugh but just as he expected, nothing.

“I won’t leave you. I’ll bring my food up here, and we can eat together and watch American Dad. How does that sound?” You nodded softly, making him smile.

“That’s my girl, I’ll be right back.”

-

It’s been 8 days since you’ve had an actual meal, maybe more. You, Sam and Dean lost track. The boys would always try to give you any food you wanted, anything in the world but you wouldn’t take it. The only thing you’ve been “eating” was snacks, which drove Sam crazy.

“Sweetie, we got you mashed potatoes, your favorite!” He yelled happily, sitting next to you on your bed and handing you the plate while you just stared at it.

“Come on y/n, it’s been 8 days without actual food. You gotta be starving.”

“I’m not hungry, thanks anyways.”

Before you could roll back over he held your shoulder and looked at you in the eyes with a broken, sad look. You gave him one back and sighed. You noticed how tired and stressed he looked, as he did at you also.

“It’s okay to not be okay, but it’s not okay to starve yourself. Eat, I’ll help.”

He picked up the spoon and scooped a little of the mashed potatoes on it, just a little for you to get used to it and not take to much to fast. He gave you a sad look again as he fed you the food, smiling as he realized you actually swallowed it and didn’t just throw it away, probably because he was there but good enough.

“Sam, I’m to tired to eat.”

“You’re probably tired from not eating.”

The night went on as he slowly fed you. It fled with small talks and soft laughters, which felt amazing. You two ended the night watching movies in each other’s arms. That was the first night you both fell asleep, peacefully. Without a worry in the world.

-

You woke up with sweat running down your face along with tears and puffy eyes. It’s been about two weeks since you fell asleep with Sam and ever since then you haven’t been able to sleep, again.

You got up and threw on your robe, walking quietly out of your room and on our way down the hall to Sams, peaking in Dean’s open door and seeing him passed out with a book on his head and beer in his other hand.

You walked in and placed the beer on his nightstand, along with the book folding the corner of the page so he wouldn’t lose his spot. You placed his blanket on top of him and noticed him curl into it with a smile, making you smile for the first time in weeks.

After that you walked to Sam’s room, seeing the door was closed shut. Your heart raced as you nervously turned the knob and walked into his pitch black room, scary as hell after the nightmare you just had.

Once you closed the door you heard Sam jump up in his bed and cock the gun under his pillow, making you terrified.

“It’s just me, Sammy.”

He sighed in relief and placed the gun under his pillow, turning on the lamp on his lampstand next to his bed after. His hair was in random places and he looked tired, making you feel guilty that you woke him up.

“I’m s – sorry I woke you up. I’ll go if you want.”

“What? No, no, no. Cm’ here.”

You walked over and laid slowly on his bed as he moved over, making room for you. After you laid down he wrapped his strong arms around you tightly, laying his chin on top of your head.

“Nightmare?” You nodded

“We don’t have to talk about it if you want to sleep.” He shook his head and chuckled softly.

“I would never just abandon you like that besides, I’d rather spend time with you than sleep, so spill the beans.”

You laid your head more on his chest and wrapped your arms around his waist as he rubbed his finger tips on your back softly, telling you it’s okay.

“I was in hell, and they kept…just kept making me kill innocent children. It was terrible, Sammy. I can’t … I can’t even imagine.. Then Lucifer, he showed me you and Dean. Like they looked just like you guys, but god what they said …”

“You’re holding us up, y/n. Our work would be a lot easier without you. Not to mention you fuck up all the time.”

“Also, who wants to work with a depressed, suicidal girl? You know? Gotta watch what ya say all the time. Also, gotta pull your lame ass out of it cause you’re to fucking weak to do it yourself. Me and Sam? What are ya gonna do when we’re dead? You’ll be dead too. You can’t live without us, y/n and you know it. We’re you’re lifeline, cause you’re fucking weak.”

“You should’ve died instead of Charlie, it should’ve been you up there not her. That’s on you.”

By now you were in tears, as was Sam. He looked at you with shock, like you were insane. He bit his lip and wiped your tears away, rubbing his thumb on your cheek as he did.

“There was more, but I don’t …” He cut you off

“You don’t have to finish if you don’t want to, okay? I’m proud of you for saying all that as it is.”

You nodded sadly as he hugged you, burying your face in his neck and gripping onto his shirt as you cried. He ran both of his hands up and down your back and kept telling you sweet things to calm you down, but there was one thing that got you the most.

“I’m in love with you, y/n.”

You pulled away and looked at him with shock

“What?”

“I said I love you, you goofball.”

You laughed happily and hugged him tighter again, this time with tears of joy. You placed your fingers in his brown hair, smiling against his shoulder while he hugged back, just as happy as you were. You leaned back and placed your hands on his blushed cheeks, kissing him softly at first but then harder as time went on.

He ran his big hands in your hair and smiled against your lips as you did the same. You both pulled away, smile never leaving either of your faces. You both were happy, for the first time in a long, long time.

“None of those things that that son of a bitch made you think was true, okay? None. Dean and I love you, very, very much. But he doesn’t love you like I love you.” He winked, making you chuckle.

“We need you just as much as you need us. We’re family. Cas needs you, I need you, and Dean needs you. We all need each other to survive in this insane world, that’s a fact. Also, we don’t mind helping you through your episodes, okay? I know Cas and Dean don’t do to much, but that’s just cause they don’t know how I guess. Hell, I barley know how to cheer people up but I try for you.

Don’t ever, ever! Be scared to ask for help. Asking for help is okay, always okay. It doesn’t mean you’re not strong, or not powerful enough to deal with this alone. We all need help sometimes, and that is a – o – kay. I need your help a lot, you don’t even know how much you help me y/n. You’re there for me, I’m here for you. Cause we love each other, and that’ll never go away. I love you, I love you, I love you. It kills me to see you like this, cause I love you so much. Same for the other two but you know what I mean. So please, don’t ever be scared to come to one of us. We love you, more than you’ll ever know.”

He pushed your hair out of your eyes and wiped the stray tears away, kissing your cheeks after. He laid back with you in his arms and wrapped each other’s legs with one another. It was cold in the room, but it felt warm with you two together.

“Always keep fighting the fight, babe. We got this, together.”

And he was right. Sam Winchester, the man who always made sure the people he loves felt loved as well, and he did a great job at it.

TITLE: Not My Type

IMAGINE: Being the female version of Tony and taking a fancy towards Steve. 

“Love is a funny thing. It’s as if you spend your whole life waiting for it, and then, when it finally happens, everything just sort of falls into place. You don’t have to question it or second guess it. It just feels… right.”

[gif is not mine] guys! civil war comes out tonight and i am so freaking excited, expect lots of emotion from me. 


The music flowed but was the background noise of every conversation except one. Steve Rogers sat down on the sofa watching the scene in front of him as if it were a movie.  He felt his heart skip a beat when he saw her smile at him. It took so long to get to where they were now, so long, but if he could go back and change anything he wouldn’t.

Steve thought back to the night when he first saw her. He didn’t like her when they first encountered, of course it was mainly because she was the exact copy of Tony only in a female form. He saw her there standing with what seemed like to be a male model, him fawning over her in her ludicrous outfit. Except it wasn’t ludicrous. It was beautiful and it made him feel things about a woman he has never felt before.


“This is (Y/N), my better half,” Tony introduced the woman in his arms to the Avengers that were standing in front of them.

“That I am Tony and never forget that,” she gave him a cheeky wink, her voice tinted with an English accent. “It’s nice to meet all of you in person, big fan,” she gave a thumbs up. She looked at each of them, paying a special attention to one Steve Rogers. “Very big fan,” she bit her lip. However her eyes did not stay on them, she was rather distracted by a man walking past who looked at her appreciatively. “I must go,” she removed her arm from Tony’s elbow, “so sorry.”

They watched her walk away and moved towards the man, “She’s like a female you Tony,” Clint barked out.

Steve scoffed, “If that’s the case then no thanks,” Tony snapped his neck to face Steve.

“Watch your mouth boy, that’s my best friend you’re talking about.” Tony glared at him once more and walked away to find Pepper.

The Avengers soon dispersed, Steve staying by the bar, watching rather than participating. He saw (Y/N) flirt unabashed with the man, something stirred inside of him. Steve shook his head, it was not jealousy, he only met her and she wasn’t the type to catch his eye anyway. (Y/N) caught his eye and she gave him a soft smile, not a smirk like she gave everybody else. Steve refused to believe that he flushed nor that his heart skip a beat.


It was all downhill after that for Steve. She stayed with them for what seemed like years, when in reality it was only four months. And in those four months he felt things for (Y/N) he never managed to feel for anyone before. However, Steve’s hopes were dashed with every man he saw her with.

He tried dating of course, with people like Sharon. She was perfect for him but that was the thing it was so simple and easy, it did not feel like he was in love. He was too engrossed in their relationship –to try and salvage it, that he never saw (Y/N) watching them like a hawk, envy written on her face.


Tony walked to where (Y/N) was standing in the middle of the room, “You know only crazy people stand in the middle of the room doing nothing.”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes, “Then I might be as barmy as a farm-house cat.”

“What?”

“Never you mind,” (Y/N) sighed and walked over to the bench. “Are they dating?”

Tony scrunched his face, “Who?”

“Steve and Sharon,” she ignored Tony’s reaction, “I just want to know.”

“Do you like him?”

(Y/N) scoffed at the idea, “Yes, the great (Y/N) fancies Mr Morals,” she sneered, “please, like I would ever subdue myself to that.”

“(Y/N),” Tony warned.

“Sorry.”

“They’re not right for each other,” was all Tony said about the matter. (Y/N) couldn’t help but feel light after those words.


It was two weeks after that conversation that Sharon and Steve broke up amicably. (Y/N) walked up to Steve to offer her condolences and offered to take him out for pie.


“There’s this great pie shop in Brooklyn that makes the most delicious cherry pies you have ever eaten!” (Y/N) gushed as she pulled on Steve’s arm.

“Would that be Papa’s Pies?”

(Y/N) laughed, “You know it?”

“I was there when it was established,”

“Are you serious?”

Steve laughed and nodded, “Hey, do you think there would be a special deal then? Considering you were there when it was first built and the fact that you’re a senior citizen?” At Steve’s stare (Y/N) couldn’t help but burst out laughing. “I’m only kidding,” she shrugged “now come on! I want pie!” She tugged on his arm and off they went out the door, memories of Sharon and his relationship buried at the bottom of his mind.

It was by far the best night that Steve ever had. It was filled with laughter, pies and the fact is he couldn’t help but falling in love with (Y/N) that night and every single moment he saw her after that. What Steve never knew was, (Y/N) felt the same things as him.


Steve was brought out of his musings as he saw (Y/N) walking towards him, “It’s quite loud for me here, would you like to come away with me?” At Steve’s silence (Y/N) spoke again, “You don’t have to if you don’t want.”

“I agree with you let’s go,” he offered her his arm which she gladly took. (Y/N) walked them to one of the more silent rooms upstairs, where they usually gathered when they watched a movie.

She sat down on the couch and Steve followed suit. (Y/N) looked at Steve and wondered how this one person can change her in so many ways, change how she usually did things. Gone were the men that she brought home, she noticed that after meeting Steve that she only ever pursued blonde men. The men, she realized were a poor substitute for the real thing. But how could he ever love her?

(Y/N) shook her head and walked to the sliding door and opened it and welcomed the fresh air that it brought. Steve followed suit in concern. “(Y/N)?”

“What are you doing to me?” There was no anger in her voice, just a general query, she laughed. “You’re turning me into a good person,” she looked at him, “I like it.” She gave him a small smile. “I like you.” She added after a moment’s silence.

“(Y/N)?”

“I know that you probably don’t feel the same way that I do, I mean why would you? I’m basically Tony,” she scoffed, “but I change for you. If you want, I will do anything to prove to you that I genuinely am in love with you.” It only took a second for (Y/N) to realize what she said, “Oh fuck,” she looked at Steve who was staring at her fondly.

“Don’t ever change who you are, I fell in love with the person I first saw and I would never, ever want you to change, because then you would change into a person that I don’t know.” Steve reached for her hand, “Tony once told me something important, and now I realize.” (Y/N) furrowed her brows. “Never you mind it,” he moved forward and kissed her passionately.


Tony walked over to Steve who was staring out to the skies, “She does this funny thing you know? When she likes someone, I mean truly like someone or maybe love them. She focuses on him and only him. Don’t give up hope yet Cap, she’s stubborn but she’s also forward, she’ll tell you when she’s ready, just be patient.”


Steve woke up to rays of sunshine, he tried to move however was unable to when he felt a lump beside him. He looked over and saw that it was (Y/N). He smiled widely remembering what occurred last night. He was brought out of his reverie by someone clearing their throat. Steve turned his head and saw that it was Tony, folded arms and furrowed brows.

“Care to explain?”

“Nothing happened, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

Tony nodded. “She’s like a sister to me. Hurt her and I’ll punch you in your perfect teeth, got it Cap?” Steve nodded and Tony left the room.

A moment later (Y/N) woke up, “Hey,” she greeted, kissing him lightly on the lips. “Now this is how I want to start my mornings.”

“Oh really?”

(Y/N) nodded. This is how I want to start my mornings for the rest of my life. What (Y/N) didn’t know was Steve was thinking the exact same thing. He shrugged mentally, baby steps he admonished to himself. He could be patient if marrying and spending the rest of his life with (Y/N) was the goal.

Anon said: Can you write a Taylor Caniff imagine where he is sweet and romantic?

You know those Disney movies, where the princess meets her Prince Charming, and at first he hurts her or something like that happens, but ultimately at the end they end up together? That’s how my relationship with my boyfriend Taylor is. Me, and Taylor have been together almost 3 years. We started off as best friends, then fuck buddies, and then he screwed up. To understand the beauty, you have to get sight of the past. One day I came to his house, I usually let myself in and ask the boys where is he? That day was no different, I walked in and asked his friend where he was. He said he was upstairs, but something about his face made it seem like he didn’t want me to go upstairs. I ignored it and went up the stairs anyway, I made my way to Taylor’s room, and opened it slightly. I caught a glimpse of Taylor in the bed with his “bestfriend” molly. “Oh um…” I covered my eyes. Taylor quickly covered his naked body, as so did Molly. “Y/N! It’s.. It’s not what it looks like” I hated when guys used that line, when it clearly is what it looks like. I uncovered my eyes, “taylor it’s exactly what it looks like. Your fucking your bestfriend, and I frankly can care less. Have fun dude, get some. I gotta go catch you whenever” I said running out the door.

I didn’t know that tears where coming from my eyes, one of Taylor’s friends stopped me at the end of the stair case “what’s wrong, why are you crying?” He asked with concern, “you knew she was here, you knew what they were doing, and you didn’t fucking stop me?” I hit him, he backed away holding on to his cheek where the fresh new mark was. “Y/N!” I heard Taylor scurry down the stairs, I tried walking away but he grabbed my wrist. “Why are you crying?” He asked trying to touch my cheek “don’t fucking touch me” I backed away, holding my throbbing wrist. “At least answer my question” he said inching a bit forward. “I don’t know” I said turning back, “your fucking lying” he did that annoying chuckle that he knew would push my buttons. “OKAY YOU WANT TO FUCKING KNOW WHY I’M CRYING?” I yelled turning to face him, with more tears. He stood shocked watching me “Because I’m fucking hurt. I didn’t plan for this, I didn’t plan to meet you and be your bestfriend. I didn’t plan to kiss you at that party, and become fuck buddies. I sure as fuck didn’t plan to fall in love with you. And here I am, the day I finally worked myself up to tell you, and end this whole game … Your in bed fucking your bestfriend? I seriously thought you were different, but apparently you like every other fucking guy, that has multiple fucking females. The difference between you, and them is you have a fucking mansion, you have or had a fucking heart, and treated me and whoever you were fucking like humans…. And stupidly I fell for it. But it’s whatever kid, go back to Molly because I don’t care, I just wanna go home” I said turning back. “But I love you….” He said pulling me towards him, he looked me in the eyes before kissing me, and i kissed back. I swear in that moment I would have forgave him, I would have stood there, but Molly came to the staircase, and I caught glimpse of her. I felt so disgusted, and sick. I pulled away, “goodbye Taylor….. And bye Molly” I said waving to them both before leaving. I closed the door behind me, letting my back slide down against it, as I cried.

Over a year, Taylor did everything to show me he cared, and wanted to give us a shot.it wasn’t easy for him, I didn’t give in quickly, and I made sure he really had to prove himself. But after that he won me over and here we are. Taylor takes my breath away everyday, he always has surprises up his sleeves, and when he’s gone on tour, he Skypes me every night telling me how happy he is to see the people that made him who he was. Seeing him happy, and touring makes me happy even if that means I barley get to see him. Christmas is in two days, and so is our anniversary. Yes the day he won me over, was on Christmas. I was at home, laying down waiting for a Skype call from Taylor when the doorbell rang. I slipped my slippers on, and put my sweater on. “Who is it??” I yelled making my way to the door. I called again but no answer. Finally I went to the door, and opened it when the door was fully opened nobody was there. I looked down, and at my feet was a big box. I crouched down, and picked it up and made my way inside. I placed the box on the table, and unwrapped it. There was a small note. “Put this on, and drive to the place we first met love Tay” I smiled to myself, pulling out a little black dress. I quickly put it on, and did my hair grabbing my keys. I didn’t know what to expect, or if Taylor was even there, all I knew was everything Taylor does is magical. I hopped in the car, and drove to where we met. We met at a little park, by a board walk. I remember that day, I was letting my feet touch the water, crying over a breakup and Taylor, he was on one of his water skies. He pulled up to me and we talked and the rest is history. I turned the car off, and walked down the steps all the way to the board walk. There at the tip, was a little note. “Follow the pathway, love Tay” I turned looking for some sort of pathway but there was nothing. Frustrated, I was about to give up. I started to walk away when I noticed a bunch of rose petals scattered in a direction. I followed the path, and got deeper into a little wooded area. As I was getting closer to my destination,i saw lights hooked up to trees.

After walking for what seemed like forever, I made my way to a big gazebo (I think that’s what
They are called). There were lights all around it, and little pictures of me and Taylor. I smiled to myself letting my eyes tear up. I walked up the steps of the little gazebo, chapel thing, to a table beautifully decorated. On the table stood a big bear with a bandanna around it, flowers and another note. I grabbed the roses, and the note and read it. “Turn around, love Tay”. I slowly turned, and my heart dropped. There was Taylor in a suit looking handsome on his knees . “Taylor what are you doing” I laughed while crying. “Y/N, I love you. I’ve done so much, so much shit to you that I myself don’t understand how you managed to forgive me. The day I met you, I knew we had something. Then we became best friends, and then from there took it up a notch, and that’s when I knew for sure you really were the one. But stupidly, I didn’t think you felt the same. I made a mistake, I still regret but without committing that mistake we would have never revealed how we truly felt about each other. It took time to get you to see how I felt about you, and it was worth it because now I have you. I’d be stupid to let you go, you’ve always been there and made me feel like the luckiest guy in the world.” He smiled. “What are you saying” my face grew red, “what I’m saying is, I love you and I wanna spend the rest of my life with you. This, this ring isn’t the ring I wanna give to you, I still need time, this ring I hold is your promise that when I get the real one, you’ll say yes” he shyly smiled. My heart was about to pop out of my chest.

I got down on my knee to face him “Taylor, I love you with all my heart. You never fail to make every day, a special day for me. All those romantic gestures, and telling me I’m beautiful for 3 years straight, shows me your the one for me. You managed to surprise me today and practically pull something so romantic and beautiful off, and your asking me to marry you?” We both chuckled. “Taylor, I’d be honored to wear the ring you plan to give me. Yes I promise when you get it, I without hesitation will say yes” I smiled widely, “really?” His smile grew “yes” I smiled wider, causing tears to come out my eyes. “Thank god” he pulled me to his chest embracing me in a tight hug. We pulled away, and he slipped the ring on my finger. “I love you so much” he said giving me a light kiss on my lips, “I love you too” i smiled. “Now that the hard part is out the way, would you please join me in a beautiful dinner future wife of mine” he smiled extending his hand. “Yes future husband of mine” I smiled taking hold of it.

Below is a complete list of fanfics we posted as recommended by you readers out there, during Cockles Week 2015. 

Tantra Tutoring by jacklesandhydelecki

Summary:  Season 9 is well underway and Jensen is a little frustrated with his wife so far away. Misha decides to offer the wisdom and relief of Eastern mysticism and meditation to help them reconnect. It does not go as planned fortunately for all of us.

Second Take by betty days

Summary:  Wherein Destiel becomes canon, and Jensen and Misha face the consequences of their first kiss.

Fever by lysanatt

Summary:  It’s Christmas and the otherwise so mild Vancouver is hit by a rare blizzard. Misha is hit by the flu and Jensen is hit by the urge to take care of Misha. Of course there are unexpected consequences to it all.

The Plot by castiel_left_his_mark_on_me

Summary:  Jensen is happy that Danneel gets along with everyone from the show; especially the wives - which, doesn’t always bode well for him. Sometimes, however, certain things just happen to work out.

Better with Age by castiel_left_his_mark_on_me

Summary:  He has good reason to be paranoid - even if Misha is relaxed about the idea of the world knowing about them, Jensen sure isn’t. Life can already be tough in the public eye. Why would they want to make it harder by exposing all this? Yet, when it comes down to it, Jensen might not really have much say in the matter.

The Weight of Things Not Seen by wendyindahouse

Summary:  After an accident on set, Jensen is hospitalised and in a coma for 2 days. To everyone’s relief, when he wakes up he appears fine, but it soon becomes clear that Jensen’s memory has been affected. How much can he remember, not just about who he is, but about the people in his life, and what he feels for them?

Beyond This Earthly Realm by n_nami

Summary:  Nobody told Jensen that activating his magical abilities to improve his everyday life would make him see the spirits and colorful little monsters living in the realm beyond. However, nobody could’ve prepared him for falling for a cheeky gypsy who was trapped in the spirit realm centuries ago and who already knows him better than his co-ed Danneel and fellow magician Felicia together.
Misha and Jensen are head over heels for each other - if there weren’t those annoying technicalities, like the non-existence of a portal between the two realms. But when a wizard and the spirit of a gypsy set their mind to something, they get stuff done.

Despicable Misha by n_nami

Summary:  In a world where super-villains have to compete against each other each day to gain the respect of the Evil League of Evil and the support of the Bank of Evil, Mischievous Misha struggles with both, plus a distinctive lack of new ideas for heists. He’s been in the business for quite some time, and though his minions and his best friend Jared keep him busy just fine, it’s only when Jensen moves into the house next to Misha’s that he becomes aware there’s something more to life than being evil. What he doesn’t know is that Jensen is a villain like himself, just younger and an up and coming one, and only moved here to put Misha out of the way.

The Light of a Thousand Stars by casdoms

Summary: “So honey now… take me into your loving armssssssss!” Jensen sways a little to the music, “Kiss me under the light of a thousand starssssss… Place your head on my beating heart!” He closes his eyes with a grin, “I’m thinking out loud… that maybe we found love right where we are…”

A voice calls out from somewhere down the hall, “SHUT THE FUCK UP!”

Jensen turns to scowl at the source of the voice before hollering, “Hey, FUCK YOU!”

He opens his mouth to say something else but suddenly Misha’s there and he’s got a hand on the collar of his shirt as he yanks him into the room.

Orizuru by kadielkrieger

Summary:  No matter how insignificant the question, Jensen has always craved answers. The origami birds scattered in his path are no exception - each accompanying message more obscure and more pointed than the last. As he slowly becomes the proud owner of a growing paper menagerie, Jensen has to decide whether to follow the clues or follow his heart.

Two steps forward by serenhawk

Summary:  Jensen is having issues. Work is getting on top on him and inside his head is not where he wants to be. So when something unexpected occurs with Misha it distracts him, but also complicates life in a way that it’s the last thing he needs. Or so he thinks.

When I was your man by n_nami

Summary:  After eight seasons of Supernatural, the writers finally decide to openly have Dean and Castiel fall in love. The only problem? Jensen and Misha fell apart when Misha left for most of season 7, and they had a hard time fixing their friendship ever since. Now it’s not only having to deal with character bleed – because Jensen starts to understand where Dean is coming from – but also with the fallout of their failed friends with benefits arrangement.

Reconciling Hollywood by qthelights

Summary:  Misha has always prided himself on his mastery of the first impression - both giving and receiving. After all, people are easy enough to read if examined through the appropriate lens. For the last two years he’s stuck to his guns and his assumption that Jensen is just a good guy who made a dick mistake back when he thought Misha was disposable. Pushed him up against a trailer door and took because he could. But now, with Jared overseas with his new bride, Jensen around more than ever, and a decision weighing heavy on his conscience, Misha realizes that truly knowing Jensen might be nearly as impossible as knowing himself.

Six Years by mymishaandjensenfic

recommended bc: “this is super cute super fluff and sweet” - anon

Summary:  Jensen and Misha have been working together for six years but they’re only friends. Jensen’s in love with Misha and jealous of Barrowman. Misha’s in love with Jensen and thinks it’s unrequited. Barrowman helps, or tries to.

Burning For You – by AleishaPotter

***A/B/O Dynamics***

Summary: Jensen’s heat suppressants fail just before he has to film an intense scene with Misha, the Alpha who caused all the problems to begin with.

Do You Know What You Think You Know – by ljunattainable

Summary: Everyone knows Jensen and Misha are together.  Nobody even thinks about it.  They just know.  Except Jensen and Misha.  They don’t know.  A few things happen in the space of a few weeks that leave everyone at least knowing the same thing

Just Breathe – by ocaptainrogers

Summary: Misha is sick – fucking miserable, but refuses to go home and rest instead of finishing up the last scene for the day. His own obstinacy is going to come right back and bite him in the ass and leave him in a much worse shape than he first thought. Luckily, a certain Jensen Ackles comes to his rescue.

Walking Up The Down Slope – by raelee514

Summary: Jensen Ackles loves his co-star Misha Collins;  there is just one big problem,  he married Danneel Harris and has tried to bury his attraction to Misha.  Until one night at a Christmas Party at Misha’s house he gets drunk.  Once something happens it can’t unhappen.

References – by n_nami

Summary: When Jensen was offered a role in an indie movie as Misha’s partner, he didn’t expect the filming of the included sex scene to develop like this.

The Truth – by ElizaStyx

Summary: Based on a lovely, emotional prompt from earth_dragon
She wrote: “Your awkward project is amazing! There’s something specific I’d like to see. There is never enough Emotional! Misha in cockles fic. I’d love to see a fic in which he’s just had a terrible, no good, very bad day/week/whatever. Nothing goes right. And by the end of it he’s just HAD IT and the last thing sets him off and he bursts into tears. Of course, neither he nor Jensen really knows what to do because it’s not really like Misha to react this, but Jen hates to see him hurting and upset.”
You may not believe me but I somehow managed to make it even sadder than it seems.

Human Mistakes – by jumble_of_fandoms

Summary: Misha knew he should have checked that photo more, but now it’s too late. Not only is he having to deal with the pressures of being at a con, he is now having to see all of the hate and malice being thrown his way. He also fears how Jensen will react when he finds out, and decides to lock himself in his room with a cheap bottle of whiskey to drown his fears.

I Never Knew – by Hallemcready

Summary: When Jensen and Jared push Misha too far, it leads to a confrontation and some long overdue truths.

Cockles in London by Tennyo 

Summary:  After Asylum 14, they decide to stay in London for a while before heading to Rome.

Imagine; Sam falling into depression after you leave him, though things take an un expecting twist Sam and Dean never thought would happen.

Word Count; 3,118

Warnings; Depression, Angst, Swearing

Pairing; Sam x Reader, Sam x Dean, (a little of dean x reader)

A/N; Hey I haven’t made a long imagine in a long time but if anyone ever reads any of my short ones and wants a longer version of it please feel free to let me know or have an request. I don’t mind writing long imagines I love it I just felt like my imagines have gone downhill because ran out of ideas. Anyways I had a lot of fun writing this imagine because have been through it, so just kind of taking my experience and all that and putting it in here if that makes sense. Hope you enjoy the imagine, feel free to send in feedback or requests! Sorry if messed up on any parts worked on this for two hours and its midnight but really wanted to post it, so here you guys go! J

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“I can’t keep going on like this… We’re through, Sam.” You said with force, looking into your now ex boyfriends eyes. You and Sam have been together for almost a year and a half now, but that was all gone today. You loved Sam with all your heart, but you need to get away. You couldn’t stand the thought of loosing Sam, or his brother who is your best friend Dean either. You didn’t plan on getting so attached, after all the people you have lost over the hunting years you learned not to get attached because all it does is caused pain, but oh god how those brothers have ruined that for you.

“W-what are you talking about cupcake-“ You cut him off, not wanting to hear that sweet nickname that made your heart warm, the nickname that would give you tons of butterflies for hours. “Stop, don’t call me that.” It broke your heart to say that, to act this cruel to the man you love but you had to do what you had to do, you always have. You could see the brokenness in his eyes, the tears swell up in those beautiful hazel eyes you used to drown in.

“Y/N, this isn’t you.. the real y/n would never hurt me like this..not after everything we’ve been through.” He sat down on the couch, placing both of his elbows on his knees and resting his head in his palms. You could hear the shivers in his breath trying to hold back the tears. It took everything in you not to sit down with him and comfort him, singing sweet songs you two both loved to listen to.

“This is me, we can’t do this Sam.” “Why not? After all this time, why now?” “Because I don’t love you anymore.” Those six words you thought you’d never have to say, especially to him. He didn’t say a word, he just looked at you with shock, like you were possessed by an evil bastard but he knew..this was the end. “I’ll pack my things, goodbye Sam.” Those were the last words you said to him. You walked down the hall into what used to be your room and packed everything you could. Your shirts, jeans, pajamas, shower items, tooth brush/paste, hair brush, old photos or items you’ve saved all your life. You were looking through your drawer than came across a photo with a date written on the back, March 15th, 2014. The date that you and Sam started dating. You two were at a park, Dean was out for the day working on the impala with Bobby because it was broken down while Sam decided to call you up for a “hangout”. The hangout ended up being at the park, and it wasn’t just a hangout.. It was one of the best days of your life, probably the top best. He pulled out your favorite flowers that was hiding behind him, gave them to you and asked you to be his, of course you said yes and that’s how it all started.

You started to notice wet stains on the photo from your tears, not even noticing you were crying till after. You two looked so happy in the photo, like you haven’t killed a vampire the day before. He was wearing his brown jacket, while you had on a mini brown jacket that looked like his only more girly that he gave you. You stuffed the photo in your bag after crushing it up into a ball, knowing you should’ve burned it or something but you had no time and had to leave before Dean came home, not wanting to see the furious look in his eyes when you tell him you broke his brother’s heart.

*A week later*

*Sam and Dean’s POV*

“Sam come on, you haven’t been out of bed in a week since y/n left, get up and get some air.” Dean demanded his brother, looking at him with a strong look, trying to hide all the worry he has for him. Sam didn’t reply, he just laid there like a rock, just like all he has been doing ever since that day you left. “And for gods sake man, shave that beard you’re starting to look like Jesus Christ.” he joked, trying to at least get a small smirk out of him but as he expected, nothing.

“Fine, lay like a brick. It’s not going to bring y/n back” even those harsh words didn’t bring any words out of Sam. He looked at him with sadness, then shook his head, realizing he was true but that was the reason why he didn’t want to do anything, because you’re not coming back.

*Two Weeks After Breakup*

“Heya Sammy I got some beer, and I got some pie wanna have a movie night? Maybe watch one of your nerdy movies what’s it called.. Doctor Where? What? Who? When? Oh its who, I think?” Sam wanted to correct him so bad, but he couldn’t find the words to come out. He just looked at him with a confused look, than looked back down and sighed. “Come on Sammy, you still got me right? You know I ain’t going anywhere, I’m going to be stuck up your ass forever.” He laughed, trying to joke around with the broken brother. Dean has always looked out for his little brother, ever since they were kids, and he always will until the end of time.

*A Month After Breakup*

“Alright Sam, it’s been a month and you’ve barley showered, barley shaved, barley moved, eat, drinked anything but whiskey till you’re shitfaced out of it, hell I think I can see your fucking ribs.” Dean said with anger, standing in front of his brother who’s laying in his bed, hair as messy as a birds nest, and beard so long he could braid it. “You haven’t been on a hunt since she left, hell you haven’t left either your room, or the couch since she left. Are you just gonna lay around, rot and die because a girl left you? Come on, people go through breakups all the time. Hell you’ve been through loosing Jess and did ok, are you seriously gonna lose it after losing one girl-“ and that’s what it finally took to set Sam off, make him actually feel something again but what he felt wasn’t relief, or feeling of being “okay”.. It was anger.

He ran up and pushed his older brother against the bed room wall, knocking a photo down while at it. He forced his left arm on his brothers neck tightly, making him loose his breath but not enough to kill him, just cause him to shut up. “Don’t talk about Jess, don’t talk about y/n and don’t tell me to get over it. I lost the girl of my dreams, the girl I loved and you want to know why? Because she didn’t love me anymore.  I gave her my all, I gave her all my heart, and she tore it and smashed it on the ground, right in front of me. So don’t tell me to get over it, I have every fucking right to be broken hearted. Just because you can easily push the pain down and move on like everything’s okay without a care in the world, doesn’t mean it’s easy for me too. I loved her, man. But she didn’t love me back. “ he let go of his brother, and walked back to the bed. He laid back down, facing his back to his brother and wrapping himself in his blankets that he hasn’t washed for a month.

Dean left, closing the door quietly but stopping on his way out. He turned around and looked at his brother, with tears welling up in his eyes. “She might’ve left you, but I never did.” He said with a broken tone in his voice, then finally shutting the door and leaving Sam by himself.

*Few Weeks After Fight*

“Hey Sammy?” Dean asked softly, slowly opening Sams bedroom door. Sam turned around slightly, but only enough for Dean to see half of his face. “I’m going out for a beer, want anything while I’m gone?” “W-whiskey.. please..” he slurred, laying his head back down. Dean sighed loudly, so loud he didn’t even hear his heart break after hearing and seeing his brother like this. This wasn’t even Sam, the Sam he knew anyways.

*Bar*

“Just a shot, please.” Dean asked the bartender politely, sitting on the bar stool and folding his hands together, thinking about everything. He was sitting there, taking shots but trying to be careful knowing he had to drive home after. He was sitting alone, staring at his folded hands until a voice from behind caught his attention. “Dean? Dean Winchester?” the voice asked, and he knew exactly who it was… Y/N.

He turned around, not expecting what to see, but you looked the same.. well not the complete same. You had bags under your eyes as if you haven’t slept in months, your eyes were a darker color then what they used to be, and your hair was shorter. “Y/N?” she took a seat next to the older brother, asking for a shot. She got her shot, took it the pushed the glass away. “How time no talk, huh?” Dean asked sarcastically, knowing this was going to lead to an argument but he didn’t care, he wasn’t going to act like nothing was wrong, like what she did to his baby brother was okay, like she was forgiven.

“Look Dean you have every right to be upset-“ he cut her off. “Damn right I do, you fucking wrecked my brother. My brother who loved you more than himself, my brother who still loves you even after you ripped his fucking heart out of his chest.” Y/N didn’t reply and just sighed, looking down at her hands and sighed, knowing how right he was. It was quiet for awhile, you two didn’t say a word until You finally broke it, time for the honest truth.

“I left because I was scared to lose him…and you. You guys were the only family I have, if you two died, or left I think I’d die too. I love Sammy with all my heart, I never stopped. I was just to much of a jerk to come up to my fear, so I lied.” Dean looked at you deeply, taking in every word you said to heart, and the truth was.. he believes you. It explains the bags under your eyes, the darker color.. It explains everything.

“Well sweetheart I appreciate the kind words about my brother, and I believe every word you say but you gotta’ hurry if you don’t want to see him die, because we’re losing him slowly, I can see it and by how he looks so far, we don’t got much time left.” Before you could even reply you stood up quickly, paid for your and dean’s drinks not even caring and just throwing it on the table, than ran to the impala with him. You threw open the passenger door while Dean got in the drivers side, started the car and before you knew it you were off.

*Home*

“Go, he’s in his room. You remember where it is, right?” Dean asked, passing you the keys to the bunker. “Of course” You replied, taking the keys and running to the door while Dean followed from behind. You opened up the door and walked in, taking in the smell of your old home.. beer and pie, your favorite. You took a huge deep breath in, embracing the smell than looked around, noticed nothing has changed. You walked down the hall to the first bedroom door that lead to Sam’s room, taking a deep breath before walking in but feeling a light hand place on your shoulder before you went in. “Take it easy on my baby brother, he’s taking it rough.” He reminded you, giving you a soft smirk and a nod, then turned around and walked down to his room down the hall.

You placed your hand on the cold door knob, taking in all the nervous butterflies in your stomach and preparing for the worst, not knowing what’s going to happen at all. This could either go amazing, or horrible. You opened the door slowly, and the view you saw in his bed room broke your heart. There was whiskey, beer, and liquor covering his whole bedroom floor, so much you couldn’t see anything but it on the floor. His hair looked like he hasn’t brushed it in months, and his beard was so grown out. His room smelled terrible, and there was things thrown around everywhere. Clothes were all over the floor, the mirror that was on top of his dresser was smashed, there was a broken chair, and stains on the walls you’ll guess from him throwing bottles of his drinks at it.

You were surprised when you saw him sitting on the floor, his back against the bed. He must’ve been to weak to walk over to the door. He looked up slowly, his eyes were so dark and had dark circles around them. His face was sunken in and his lips were pale. He’s lost so much weight, and he doesn’t even look like himself anymore. “Sammy..it’s me, y/n.” you said quietly, reaching out your hand to him. He looked at your hand with a confused look, looked up at you than looked down at the floor. “N-No..It c-can’t b-be you..” he stuttered from tiredness, or maybe he was to drunk to speak. “she said she didn’t love m-me anymore.. y-you’re not h-her..” those words broke your heart, god you should’ve said something else other than that. You should’ve been honest, but instead you lied.. and you wrecked him.

“It’s me Sammy, it’s really me.” He looked up at you with love, but sadness in his eyes. “Cupcake…? Is it really you..?” he asked, terrified for the response. “It’s me sweetheart, it’s me.” You said shakily, wanting to just jump into his arms and hug him for days, weeks.. hell maybe months. “W-what are you doing here?” “I needed to talk to you about something, can I sit?” “Y-yeah of course, excuse the mess.. II’m a little messy.” He laughed quietly, brushing the bottles away to make room for you to sit next to him. “Thanks” “So you wanted to talk?” “Yeah.. I haven’t been completely honest..” everything seemed to lighten up until you said those few words, his eyes looked sad again and he looked down. You placed your thumb underneath his chin and lifted his head up too look at you, giving him a soft “it’s okay” smirk. “I do still love you, hell I never stopped. The reason why I left was cause i’m scared to lose you, and dean. You two are the only real family I had, and to add onto it I love you more than anything. I couldn’t just stand by and know something could happen one day,  I didn’t want to wake up to Dean telling me you died, or you doing the same for him. I wouldn’t be able to handle it. So I left, but god I want to come back. That was the biggest mistake I ever made, leaving you and Dean.. and I am so so sorry.”

It took him a few minutes to reply, You weren’t sure if he was angry, or relieved. But then all of a sudden you felt a warmth you haven’t felt in so long, a warmth you’ve missed.. his lips on yours. He placed his hand on your neck, catching you by surprise and kissed you with so much passion. He kissed you like he never kissed you before, and it felt wonderful, it felt right. After a minute or two of kissing, enjoying each others lips being on eachothers but sadly we had to pull away to breath.

“You know, that was very selfish of you. Everybody is going to die someday.. You, me, and Dean.. but that doesn’t mean you should run away from it. You can’t play god and keep us alive forever.” You felt guilty, he was right, so right and it was terrible. You looked away, ashamed to look him in the eyes knowing how much pain you put him through, just because you were being stupid and not thinking about anyone but yourself. He pulled you out of your thoughts once he started talking again, catching your attention.

“But that doesn’t mean I won’t forgive you. I have waited so long for you to come back because I knew that couldn’t be the end, there was no way. Cupcake we have a love so strong it’s gonna take more than a little fight to break it. I love you Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N and I’m going to be with you till the end of time, that’s if you’ll take me back?” he asks, taking your hand in his and rubbing it softly with his thumb, his hands were as cold as ice.

“Of course I will.” You said giving him a huge smile, and he gave you one back. You could tell that was the first time he smiled in a long, long time. His eyes crinkled at the sides and his smile was so bright it could light up a dark room. You pulled him in for a kiss, feeling him smile against your lips. He bit your lip softly and pulled away, knowing that was your weakness. You moaned softly than laughed, laying your index finger on his lips.

“Hey Sammy? Not until you shave that beard” giving him a wink.

bM�5AXS



O K A Y  let me start by saying how fun it has been to run this blog.  In the 14+ years I have been roleplaying through multiple outlets this has been one of my absolute favorite blogs ever.  I love being the sarcastic wise-cracking bitch that Hyacinth is towards you guys & the fact you all tolerate it amazes me.  To make things short–I have had this blog just over a month & have been shocked by the following it has gotten.  I currently have 360 followers and it makes me want to cry. I love you all. 

P.S. If I forget your URL in the FF please forgive me. I tried to include EVERYBODY I have rped with so far & I made this at 2 in the morning. Much apologies.


Now! ! ! Onto the fun stuff- - -

                As promised, this shall be a follow forever and a giveaway.  Why, you ask? Well, my friend, it will help spread the word of the AMAZING blogs that I follow while spreading positivity around tumblr which let’s face it, we can all use a bit more of in our lives. But more about the p r i z e s  and rules later on.


B E A S T I E S ;

 (blogs that I stalk & would like to say something about) 

  • oficyblast | You are one of the first people that actually found my blog & followed.  I have to admit, I was intimidated to approach you at first because of how amazing you seemed and how absolutely well fleshed out your character was but I am glad we did start interacting. I cannot think of a single reason for anybody to not be following this amazing person.  Annalise is love.  Icyhot for life.
  • flxrtiisms | Much like Annalise you were one of the first people to follow and actually interact with me.  Why you chose to follow me is still beyond me but I am glad you did.  You are amazing & our character’s interactions together are the BEST.  I truly believe that they were separated at birth & will one day conquer Auradon together and ruthlessly rule as we shout to the GODS  “Surprise witch, NOBODY RULES LIKE COLETTE!”. 
  • gloryofhera | I know, I know, I have said it once and I shall say it one hundred million more times but this dude is A+.  You ever hear of a little movie caled Hercules? Nah? Didn’t think so.  Anyways, this dude IS Jerkules.  They are amazing quality & keep to their character better then any Hercules roleplayer I have seen on any other site. Seriously, go follow my precious Jerkules. You won’t regret it.
  • littlexsiren | First and foremost if you have not read the Caster Chronicles then go do that right now because there is this perfect little ball of perfection named Ridley in the books.  & this chick right here roleplays as her.  You looking for quality? Looking for amazing storyline ideas? Looking for an RP partner that is the most perfect lollipop ever? Look no further.  I cry when I read replies from her because of how amazing that they are.  That should speak for itself. Hella happy I found her blog / she found me.
  • a-plan-to-shake-things-upένας πόνος στον κώλο μου. In case you aren’t Greek that roughly translates to a pain in my ass. Aka father dearest.  When I made this blog I never expected any  Hades roleplayers to ever accept my OC & yet here we are.  They are a part of a Disney RP group but MAN are they perfect.  I can see Hades smoothing his flamed hair back out of frustration for having to deal with my little shit sitting behind the computer in their replies.  I cannot stress enough how amazing they are. 
  • mischiefinblood | You are getting a special shout out because a) you are hella quality and b) you were THE FIRST person I ever roleplayed with on this blog. Ever.
  • defectiveduplicate | ANOTHER person I could write for hours about but basically in case you didn’t know this–Hyacinth has claimed Ava as her own personal Martian who she shall love forever. and ever. and ever. 
  • danidennisxn / twistthebxnes / thvckerybinx / poorthackerybinx / ofyabos | Tagging all of you together because honestly you are all epic roleplayers that I LOVE and stalk constantly.  I LOVE hocus pocus & if you do too then go follow these precious beasties.
  • umop-epis-dn / hispreciousthing | like above, I am tagging both of you because you are BOTH some of my favorite blogs & even though we have not interacted all that much I still stalk your blogs faithfully.  Labyrinth is life & bless you for keeping the verse alive. Also– umop-epis-dn has THE BEST URL EVER.
  • underwxrld-ruler | Firstly–I MISS YOU.  You were the first Hades I ever approached on here because I never thought there would be any others & because I ADORED your writing.  Literally, your writing is one of the reasons I am here. I found your blog & decided to make Hyacinth because what could be better than Hades daughter??? & you accepted me! I hope you see this & we start a million threads together again.
  • xgothicstyle | First off I literally SCREAMED when I saw you followed me.  Why? JADE FRICKIN WEST.  One of the best characters ever.  When we started talking however I really got to see how AMAZING of a roleplayer you truly are. I want to have 500 threads with you. Never leave tumblr. Ever. PS I have a shiny new pair of fancy scmancy scissors for you.
  • underworldspwan | I could type for days about this dork but for those of you that do not know, this is my brother. He is amazing & has a perfectly fleshed out character. I love every thread I have with him & you should all follow him.
  • & FINALLY bloodiedlyrics / herbloodwhore | Meet Astrid.  Astrid wins the My Personal Little Shit award of the year.  She is perfection. She is an amazingly talented writer that can think up an amazing plot that will bring you to tears from how great it is in minutes & she is hella rad. So follow both of her blogs. Also, wish her a happy birthday for me.  Tomorrow (9/22) is her birthday. She deserves all of the hugs & kisses & blood. So treat her well.

& MY UNDYING MINIONS OF THE UNDERWORLD;

       (aka people I stalk like crazy but i have gotten tired of typing blurbs from above about. but you should DEFINITELY follow  bc wow such amaze )

A-C
clarissapoppins | arsulu | ascarydragonbitch | auradonstreetrat | babybeastiism | amaninyellow | achi-baba | cinneamhain | braidedlily | bxbblegxmbitchx | celantisims|  chaaaaaaaaarles|  ask-princess-evie | bigbybxdwolf  | coldblccded | asktheeviequeen

D-G
grimhildetherealqueen | fairestisms | fairy-lyjane | faiirestofall | flxbber | daayaan / louellenthenosestealer | frostbitten-rosebuds | fallinginloveisweak  | gonaxyongon |  diagnosedwithpuberty | dragxnatheart | e-xcellentquestion | filia-mortem| finderofdeath |  dysfunctionalisms

H-L
lilacevil | imjcstunique | listenwellallofyou | kempybowe | hazel-shock | halfsiiren | hispuffiness | littleredridingwxlf | insectivorous-poltergeist | ijounakame|  i-was-bewitched | kaihook |  hattiejabberwock |   holyrxbies

M-S
mistressmxleficent | strawberryprincessofdarkness | notacreampuff | seaiink | ofmischiefandterror | makahwclfgirl | oflightanddark | noxbig | neilofthesea  | quoeththeraven | malevicent | nerdschoolgenius | maliism | princessofbearxrose | ofmalevolence | playiinghooky | rxtten-spells | reallyeclecticdreamer | ofpuremischief | synodicxgoddess | ofshcdow |  sulfuriic | nevergrew | nxt-your-angel | notmymxther | princessinredleather |  obsessiiive | ofrottencore | rottenxcore | rightfvlking | prcmqueen | ofvampireclan | ofxchaos | nocturniia | ofskeletonmasks | pumpkinheiress | ofcasters

T-Z
the-hat-needs-magic | thepxmpkinking | thereptilemutant | thiefofthelostisle | tobeluminary | unfadingqueen | vinylchanges |  xfseas | xghxuls


& Sia’s awards go to- - -

                     ( special mentions & awards with no actual prizes tbh but hella rad people )

pcrsephxne (mommy dearest whom i miss dearly) | cafpowiisms (legit one of my fave ppl ever) |  incrediviolet (my preciousssssss yo holla @ your #1 invisigirl fan here) | andfluffy (team blue 2k15 littleman) | degeneris (i o u 1 chimichanga) | warbuilt (u r perfection) || goodliest (I LOVE YOU) | crueltrickoffate (u lil shite. i love you) | outlawiism (LET ME SING U THE SONG OF MY PEOPLE -red bone plays- COME N GET YOUR LOVE) | xmonstro (follow forever on ALL of my blogs) | explcding (SERIOUSLY 1 of the best ppl on here) | faebait (WE NEED TO HAVE A MILLION THINGS TOGETHER OK?) | liltrashbot (WALLE IS FRIEND) | caro-comedentii (ELLO CLARISSE) | whatsaholidaywithoutscares (SGM FTW) | malwcrthy (I MISS YOU) | murdercapitalking (BEST BLOG AWARD GOES TO) | bewiitch (ALSO BEST BLOG) | hookedpirate (The I someday aspire to be as amazing of a writer as you Blog award) | imblindokay (BEST SUPERHERO BLOG) | deadlybcauty (MY OTHER MOMMY) | krelboyyne (BEST SMALL VERSE BLOG) | hasherspellbook (BEST MIXED VERSES) 


& Now the Rules & Prizes!

                                T H E   R U L E S

  1. Reblogs & likes count but you may only reblog ONCE per blog.
  2. You may enter on as many blogs as you wish.
  3. Winner will be randomly number generated during the week of Halloween.
  4. There shall be only one winner.
  5. Winner MUST be following me.  That means to enter you must be following THIS BLOG. i’ll know if you are lying.
  6. Don’t unfollow if you don’t win / directly after you win. It’s rude.
  7. you should really follow the blogs mentioned above. this is optional & has nothing to do but hey, they are amazing people.

                                T H E   P R I Z E S

  1. One lucky grand prize winner shall win a theme (base codes credit to octomoosey) edit.  What does this mean? I do NOT take credit for coding said theme. Octomoosey holds all that credit. I will simply be editing the background image / alignment for you.
  2. A second place winner will win a gif icon pack of 30+ icons.

                           theme examples; 

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                          icon examples;