#oh hey blog ive never heard of until now in my life! i saw you in passing in this tag i never check but used to be EXTREMELY passionate abt

[pinkseas]

someone is having WRONG OPINIONS about characters who used to be my WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD in an au that I AM OBSESSED WITH MAKING and im SO UPSET ABOUT IT !!!!!!!!!!!!

AND THEY DON'T HAVE ANON ASKS ON SO I CAN'T TRY TO CHANGE THEIR MIND................................

[madscientistdonotdisturb]

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That's 1,813 more posts than 2021!

278 posts created (15%)

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#5

Welcome to my Laboratory! 🧪

Greetings! Since Angel, Husk and others have been using this site as an expression of themselves, Charlie has recommended me to use it for my “rehabilitation”. I suppose I have had some extra time in between experiments lately, so send me your questions and I will answer them. Just don’t send anything too ridiculous. Yes Angel, I’m talking to you with that.

Rules:

Muses and their side blogs: Baxter (this blog)

Angel (@overdosedspooder)

Goldie O Gilt (@queenofdawson)

35 notes - Posted February 10, 2022

#4

Angel stumbled his way to Baxter's lab. He was bruised, beaten, bleeding, and cut open. A turf war that had gone horribly wrong. He couldn't make his way to the hotel Charlie would freak and never let him out of her sight again. He made his way to Baxter's door banging on it with what little strength he had left. He couldn't stand up any more he fell on the door staining it with blood.

Baxter heard knocking at the front of his lab and had a high suspicion who it was. As he opened the door, he gasped. In front of him was his brother, sprawled over the ground and clearly bleeding out. He then rushed to his side and brought him in, slamming the door behind him. Even though the doctor saw it coming, he was still furious at how reckless Angel was. Instead of yelling at him, however, he invested that emotion into getting the spider on a table, taking off his clothes, and saving his life.

First the anglerfish started with the stab wound on his side. He applied pressure to the wound, then started to clean it with ointment. Baxter then began to stitch up the flesh while keeping pressure to finally stop this wound. He then tied some bandages over a piece of gauze to keep it sealed.

Next, the scraps. No broken bones thankfully so all he needed was to clean each of the deep ones and stitch them, then clean and bandage the smaller ones.

Last but not least, he got a bag of O negative blood and a bag of water, two IVs and a serum to speed up the healing. He hooked up the bags and IVs to Angel and injected the serum to get it started quick in his body.

Baxter took a sigh of relief as he finished up. Thankfully Angel wasn’t dying today, but once he was back in it, he was definitely getting an earful at least, if he didn’t kill him for all this stress.

40 notes - Posted March 7, 2022

#3

Angel walked into Bax's lab looking around. "Hey Bax ya home?" Nothing.. He shrugged and looked around. " Hey this must be the new experiment he's working on." Angel picked up the vile only to spill it on himself. "Fuck!!!" He looked around trying to find a towel or something to clean it off until he realized he was getting smaller.

"Oh no..."

His clothes were no longer fitting him as he got smaller and smaller until he also noticed he was getting younger. He was now the size of a little kid.

( Angel's turn to be a kid for a bit lol!)

Baxter walks back into his lab, soon after this occurred. He had went out for a while to grab some ingredients for an experiment he had been working on, when the fish noticed a pile of clothes, an empty vile, and something wiggling inside. He knew those clothes….

He then makes a mad dash, quickly finding a small spiderling, not much older than 3 or 4 years old. “Oh Angie,” Baxter cried softly. “Are you still in there? Are you hurt? How do you feel?”

81 notes - Posted May 19, 2022

#2

Kid!Vaggie runs over to Baxter's lab. Some magic anon turned her into a kid and she needs his help! "Baxter! I need to talk to you!" Damm, even her voice sounds childish!

Baxter stares at her for a second before realizing who she is. “Oh shit, Vags. Sorry took me a minute to process that.” He gets on one knee to get a better look at her, “I’m guessing some magic dickhead did this to you?”

83 notes - Posted April 11, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

bax… no particularly reason to this question, i’m just curious, but can any car be a race car?

@your-mom-666

“As long as the engine and tires can handle it, sure! Whhhhhy?”

99 notes - Posted November 29, 2022

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[angstysebfan]

The Past Can Break You - 9

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

AU: Avengers

Summary: You and Bucky have been dating for aa few years. As far as you’re concerned he is the one. But what happens when a blast from the actual past shows up?

A/N: Ive seen a lot stories of Bucky getting his first love from the 40′s back. And I’ve always wondered... what would happen if he was dating someone already? Reader is from this time. Not proofread.

Warning: cursing

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Third Person POV

The party is in full swing at the compound. Tony took out all the stops. Claimed it was to celebrate Natasha’s birthday, though her birthday wasn’t for another month. Most people didn’t mind since they loved to dress up and get shit-faced. 

Dot held onto Bucky’s hand as he walked around the large room. She was both nervous and excited for this party. She hoped that this was only the beginning for her and Bucky. She also hoped that this would finally get Bucky to make a move other than hugs and hand holding. 

She couldn’t understand why he was dragging his feet. You have been gone for a month and Bucky seems to have gotten over it, at least she thinks he has, but he still won’t even kiss her. What happened to this man that he lost his charm from the 40′s? It was driving her crazy, especially since she put in so much work to finally get him. She decided that tonight, she doesn’t care if she has to drug him, he will be hers.

The couple walks up to Steve, Tony, Sam, and Nat, who are all in conversation. “Hey guys, you remember Dot,” Bucky says to the group.

They all nod and give her a small smile, except Natasha. Dot was honestly terrified of the woman. First of all she was gorgeous, which annoyed Dot because she was used to being the most beautiful. But what scared her the most is when Bucky told her she was a previous spy. She has killed people, and she was really good at reading people. Dot couldn’t help but wonder if Nat had caught on to what she did to you.

“Jamie, can you come dance with me?” Dot asked. 

Bucky looked at her and saw her giving puppy dog eyes. He had to fight everything in him to not roll his own eyes. He cleared his throat, “Uh, sure Doll. Steve, Nat, why don’t you join us?” Bucky asked with pleading eyes.

Nat did roll hers but grabbed Steve’s hand and walked out to the floor. The music changed to a slow ballad and Dot wrapped her arms around Bucky’s neck. “I saw a video that people dance like this now. Especially when they are dating,” she says.

Bucky furrows his brows, “Uh, I haven’t asked you out yet,” he said.

He heard Nat clear her throat and stuttered, “Though I will soon, Doll. I just needed some time.”

Dot scoffed, “Come on Bucky. It’s been like a month, I think it’s time for you to move on. She is gone, and honestly good riddance. She wasn’t very good for you, ya know. She was way too jealous and couldn’t handle that your past with me. It was honestly pathetic,” she said.

Bucky tensed at Dot’s words, ready to ream into her when there was a loud explosion the caused everyone on the dance floor to fall to the ground. Bucky sat up when the dust settled and looked around. He saw several soldiers standing, armed. In front of them were 2 people, John Walker and... you armed with guns and 2 swords attached to your back (your specialty).

You look around the room filled with frightened people and scoff, “What’s the matter? Never saw anyone crash a party before?” you shout to the crowd.

Natasha stepped up, “Y/N, what are you doing? Why are you with Walker?” she asked.

You looked at Nat with a smirk, “Well, after the man I loved cheated on me with his blast from the past, I decided that there might have been a reason. I looked back on my life and found that no good deed truly goes unpunished. So fuck good deeds!” you shout.

You look at Bucky you is staring at you in disbelief, “Hello Buck. I would ask if you missed me, but I saw you dancing with your slut and figured, nah,” you sneered.

“Y/N, please. Let’s talk this through. Whatever you thought happened did-”

“Do you honestly think I will believe a fucking word you say Barnes? I’ll answer that, nope! But don’t worry. I have a new man now. One that appreciates me completely and doesn’t screw around with ex’s. You’ve met John, right?” you ask pointing to John behind you.

John walks up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist, kissing your neck. Bucky tenses, wanting to pull John away from you. You however ignore your him and look around the room until you see her. Cowering on the floor. You walk slowly over and squat in front of her, enjoying her shaking in front of you, “Hello Dolores,” you say.

Before she can respond to get away, you grab her by the hair and pull her out in front of everyone. 

“Oh Dot, isn’t this what you wanted? Everyone to know who you are and who fuck? That’s right people, this woman here,” you say pointing to Dot, “fucked this man here, while he was dating me,” you said laughing.

“I-I...I didn’t. I swear... I didn’t” Dot said shaking.

You glared at her, “Oh Dotty, come on, Doll. We both know what I heard,” you said.

Natasha stepped up again, “Y/N, what the hell are you doing! We had a plan! Why are you doing this?” she yelled frustrated.

You looked from her to Bucky, who looked distraught.

“Eh, I didn’t want to wait for your plan. So I came up with my own plan. Which reminds me, Johnny... where is that book?” you ask sweetly to John.

John gulps and walks up to you to hand you a book. You show the team who’s eyes widen. You look directly at Bucky, “Oh baby, I was wondering if the Winter Soldier would like to play,” you say shaking the red book with the black star.

Bucky froze in fear. His heart is completely broken. You, his love, the woman he would kill for, is wanting to turn him into the monster. 

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Chapter 8 / Chapter 10

Oh man. Things are going to get exciting! And yes in this case John Walker is just a bad guy, never tried to be Cap or anything for the sake of this story, but everyone still hates him. Feedback is appreciated.

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[cherrysha]

The Chase

Hey! First post on this blog and its something I’ve never actually written before! Its Yandere Hisoka because I just rlly have a soft spot fr evil bastards. I want to write a lil more on this one buuut ive got sum other baddies i need to write for first. Since its my 1st time writing a yandere fic feedback is rlly appreciated <3

My requests are open atm 

Warnings: Blood, a lil spit, Choking, Yandere themes, violence, slapping, crying, uhh Hisoka being a pervert but thats expected

word count: 1,600

18+ crowd here, minors get blocked.

Part 2 here

It didn’t take you long to understand why you were told to stay away. To be exact, it only took you three seconds.

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“You know why no one has ever collected Hisoka’s bounty y/n?” your boss asked you after taking this mission.

Judging from his face you could tell the question was rhetorical. You rolled your eyes, waiting for him to finish his little lecture. “No one is stupid enough to walk into their own funeral. If you take his bounty you might as well pick out your own casket first, assuming you even have a body left to bury when he’s done with you. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll leave this one alone.” And with that, you left slamming the door behind you. No matter how many bounties you collected, it seemed like he just never gave you credit. It was just like him to underestimate your capabilities.

What a fool you were.

-

           That’s all it took. Three seconds and he had already sensed you. Even though you concealed your nen, even though you were a rooftop away, even though you took every single fucking precaution you knew, it did you no good. As you peered through your binoculars at him you were met with Hisoka’s full gaze, a sly smile spreading across his face. You felt it then, your hair standing on end, a sickening feeling in your gut. No, you hadn’t just walked to your funeral, you had sprinted.

You were running before you could even comprehend what happened, feet hitting the pavement as you tried to get as far away as possible. There was no time for you to be shocked, if his bloodlust was any indication of his power, you were as good as dead. There was no use in using any energy to try and conceal yourself now. He knew exactly where you were.

“I’ve got to be honest, you are definitely not what I expected…” Hisoka’s voice whispers into your ear. You faltered, your feet tripping over themselves as you felt the warmth of his breath on your neck. You couldnt hide the shock you felt that he had been able to catch up to you in such a short amount of time. Not many people could, and you had a head start. He lets you run anyway; his urge to murder you overpowered by his sudden desire to see you try to escape. No, he was going to savor this one. Hisoka always loved playing with his food and the way your heart was pounding was just too enticing.

-

You intrigued him, if he was being honest with himself. The chase had lasted longer than he had imagined. Any other bounty hunter would have stopped and tried to fight him by now. No, he could tell you were a smart one, you knew better than that. Hours of running had led to this moment and, oh, was he going to relish in it. 

After what seemed like forever, you finally hit the dirt, spluttering as your body gave out due to exhaustion. Such a weak little thing. And to think you truly believed you could take him on. It was laughable. The chase seemed as if it were over, Hisoka sighed, giving up on his hopes of toying with you even more. At this point he knew he might as well finish you off. He didn’t like playing with broken things, and right now there was no way you would ever be able to take him on. His eyes lingered over you, and something in him hesitated as he glanced at your crumpled form lying in the dirt, chest heaving with exhaustion. Hisoka’s gaze wandered over your body. He couldn’t help the smug smile that crept onto his face with how wrecked you look. Clothes grimy and tattered, bloody arms and legs from branches hitting your delicate skin. The sight alone made his mouth water. As you laid there and finally caught your breath his resolve to kill you started waning. But the thought of watching you try to run again sounded so boring. Both of you knew there was no point. Before he could jump down and finish you off, you spoke for the first time since his little chase started.

“There’s no point in hiding up there. I’m not stupid enough to believe I’ve gotten away.” Once he heard the lilt in your voice, he knew he wanted you. The twinkle that was still held in your dry throat was his undoing. How could someone run from death for hours and still sound as angelic as you did? He needed to know, he needed to hear more.

Your first good look at him was when he finally jumped down. Lithe and nimble, landing on his feet like a cat. He seemed well built, albeit his fashion sense was more than off-putting. “So perceptive…To think someone as smart as you would try to murder me. You should know better.” he chastised, circling you as you shifted into a kneeling position. This was it, twenty plus years on this earth just to go out in a single second. You sighed, it came with the job. You knew the risks. Now was no time to hold a pity party. “Can you make it quick? I promise you I’d rather die than hear you drone on and on about how foolish I am.” You didn’t look at him, instead you held your head down and waited. The chuckle he let out was low in his throat, almost imperceptible if you hadn’t been in the quiet of the forest. Surprisingly, his voice was still calm and collected as he smiled down at you “And what if I don’t want to do that? I don’t think you’re in a position to be making any orders little girl.” you held in the anger you felt bubbling to the surface, knowing that it would only serve to amuse him further. He wanted a reaction out of you, wanted to rile you up so killing you would be even more fun for him. You bit your lip, trying your hardest to resist the urge to punch his stupid face in.

Hisoka drew closer, bending down until you flinched away “Would you like to live?” he whispered, lips ghosting against your ear. His proximity sent a shiver down your spine, as if your body could sense how dangerous he was. “I’m not going to beg for my life Hisoka. You might as well end it now.” He groaned at that. God, did he love the sound of your voice saying his name. it felt as if he could live off of it alone. His fingers slowly traced your jaw until he reached your chin, pushing it up so he could finally get a good look at your face. “You’re a proud little thing aren’t you? No matter, I’m positive your defiant attitude will dwindle with time.” Your breath hitched at his last words. No, He wasn’t going to torture you if you could help it.

The anger was building up in your chest and you couldn’t help yourself when his face was just mere inches from yours. You spit, but that only managed to make his grin grow wider. Even though his demeanor seemed calm, his aura showed the opposite. Long nails dug into your skin as he gripped your jaw tight, blood seeping from the fresh puncture wounds. This time the laugh was audible, amusement in his eyes making your stomach curl. You werent given enough time to react to it for long, however. He lifted you off the ground by your throat, loving the way your hands instinctively curled around his arm. So soft and warm, so easily breakable. He wondered how long it would take to pull you apart piece by piece. Wondered how you’d look at him once he put all your pieces back together.

This was it; this was exactly what you wanted. A swift death. You closed your eyes again and waited as your airway was slowly constricted by Hisoka’s large hand. If you had kept them open, you would have seen the way he swiped your spit off of his cheek, sucking his fingers into his mouth and indulging in his first taste of you. His groan was mixed with a small whine this time. He wanted more; He needed more. His first taste and he already knew he would never get enough of you.

Meanwhile somewhere in the back of your mind you were amazed at how strong he was to only lift you with one hand, but you pushed it away. What a silly thought to have right before you die. of course he was stronger than you. Instead you tried to focus your mind on something better, something sweet. The sky right after a storm, the pond near your house with dozens of colorful fish, the feeling of your warm bed. Everything was going to be okay. You relaxed, letting the last of your breath go.

But within a split second he had dropped you, laughing as your body thudded against the ground. “Such an interesting little creature … A lot smarter than I gave you credit for. You already know just how to push my buttons don’t you sweetheart?” Gasping for air, you lay back in the dirt and allowed the tears to flow freely down your face and into the packed soil beneath you. You had been so close to cutting it short, so close to dying with at least a shred of your dignity left. To cry while on death’s doorstep was shameful, but it didn’t matter. It wan’t  like you could hide them once the torture started. Might as well lose your pride now, there wasn’t anything you could do. You were entirely helpless.

Hisoka saw it, the slump in your shoulders as the tears streaked through the grime covering your face. Those tears, he had to make sure that he was the only one who ever saw them. You were crying for yourself now, but once he got you home the only tears he wanted you to shed would be for him. From the pleasure he gave you. No, no one else could see them. They were his, you were his. He was determined to make you see, no matter how long he had to drill it into your stubborn head. The things he was planning on doing … he needed to ruin you.

Hisoka lifted you up by your neck again, but this time his grip was loose enough to allow you to breath. His hand came to your tangled hair, combing through before harshly yanking backwards only stopping once your face was mere inches from his own. You closed your eyes, not wanting to look at him. Not wanting to see the evil lurking just beneath the surface. Hisoka sighed, “Open your eyes for me darling.” You shook your head as best as you were able to with his grip still firmly in your hair. You couldnt trust yourself to speak, fearing your voice would crack and show just how weak you were.

 An audible crack echoed in your ears as Hisoka slapped you, biting back his moan at the whimper you let out. “Love, it’s impolite to close your eyes when I’m trying to speak to you. I thought my suggestion was enough, but if I have to use force then so be it.”. Fresh tears flowed as you stared at him, biting back your sobs as best as you could. You watched his yellow eyes flick to your cheek, smile widening in satisfaction at what he saw there. He tilted you impossibly close, licking up a trail of tears that marred your swollen and dirty face. “So sweet” he groaned, letting his head rest against yours. “And all mine.”.

[theofficeimagines]

guilty pleasure

Pairing: Ryan Howard/fem reader

  Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, reader and ryan dont really like each other lmao, strong language, mentions of pee but this isnt a piss kink fic i promise

  Word count: 2344

  a/n: this happened in a dream and i dont know how to deal w it so i wrote it out and then i found your blog so im sending it to you anonymously ksdhfkdsjfgh ive never read or written the office fanfiction before i dont know why my brain did this

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  Kelly was invited to a frat party by a friend and naturally begged Ryan to come with. He didn’t seem keen on it, bored as usual with any plans Kelly tried to make to draw him back into a committed relationship, until you walked in on Kelly tugging at Ryan’s arm in the kitchen and she shifted her attention to inquire you. Ryan eyed you silently throughout the exchange. You told her that sure, you’d be there, and smiled. Ryan turned and watched as you left and you heard him suddenly exclaim “Ow!” as Kelly punched him.

  “Why don’t you leave her alone, you know she doesn’t like you.” Kelly grumbled.

  “Yeah, whatever, Kelly, I’ll come to your stupid party.” He replied, clearly not hearing what she’d actually said.

  You knew Ryan had a thing for you. He stares without restraint and always makes suggestive comments whenever he catches you when Kelly isn’t trailing his heels. The first time he tried flirting with you was in the presence of Pam, whom you’d immediately hit it off with. You looked at her, eyebrows raised, when he left, and she rolled her eyes.

  “Don’t worry about him, he does this to every new girl in the office that hasn’t broken thirty yet.” She said, giving you a warm smile.

  Sure, he was kind of cute, but maybe if he wasn’t so god damn pretentious you’d at least try and properly befriend him. But tormenting him with his own lust while keeping him at an arm’s length away was more fun. You didn’t like the way he treated Kelly and you wished she’d wisen up and drop him, but she seemed too far gone in her idolization to be reasoned with. So you didn’t exactly feel bad flirting back and then leaving him high and dry whenever he got particularly irritating. Someone had to have some control over his sexual impulses.

  But you’d never been to a non-office party with him before and couldn’t wait to see what he’d do to try and get your attention.

  You didn’t expect much in the way of formality from a frat party, so you showed up simply in your favorite jeans and the first clean casual shirt you spotted. You were never a makeup person and didn’t intend on starting now.

  By the time you got there, you really had to pee. You cursed yourself for drinking so much highly caffeinated name-brand soda throughout the day and not bothering to use the bathroom before leaving the house.

  You weren’t surprised to walk in and immediately find Ryan chatting up some random girls about how he was the youngest VP in Dunder Mifflin history and now how he’s some pseudo deep artist because “it didn’t really suit me.” He pretended he didn’t notice you come in and cleared his throat, suddenly overtaken by “um, uh.” He quickly recovered and continued his yapping, scooting closer to one of the girls to brush her hair out of her face and over her ear.

  Unimpressed, you sauntered over and placed your hand on his shoulder. “The real reason he isn’t VP anymore is because he got fired and arrested for committing fraud.” You said to the girls with a smile, kissed his cheek, and walked away to find the bathroom.

  Ryan stared at you, mouth agape. You heard the girls laughing despite the loud music and one of them said, “Wait, you got arrested?” incredulously.

  You were maybe ten steps away when Ryan finally snapped back to reality and shouted, “Hey!”

  You ignored him, shouldering past some sweaty, already drunk frat boys to get further into the house, toward where you assumed a bathroom might be.

  He followed and hollered, “Hey, (Y/N), what the fuck!”

  You finally stopped and turned on your heel as you heard your name. He seemed surprised and paused, causing you to cross your arms and look at him expectantly.

  “Why’d you do that? I was totally gonna lay one of those girls tonight!” He said in that classic Ryan Howard exasperated whine.

  Raising your brows, you scoffed and sounded a sarcastic, “Uh-huh.” before beginning to turn away again.

  “Hey,” he started and you sighed and turned back, “- I know you’re too stuck up and too deep into the feminist movement to sleep with me, but at least you could let me get on with other girls!”

  You laughed. “Ryan, your shit doesn’t work on me. I know you only came because I did and you were only talking to those girls to make me jealous.”

  “Fine, whatever, I give up.” He responded by throwing up his hands.

  “Really? That easy? After all this time?”

  “Yeah, if you’re playing hard to get, you’re playing too hard to get because I’m tired of this.” He seemed genuine for the first time in his entire life and you felt a small pang of disappointment in your chest. You enjoyed messing with him, and who knows, maybe one day you’d finally give him what he wanted.

  “Alright, hun, good luck with that.” Your tone was sarcastic as you patted the side of his arm. He glared at you and you turned away to continue on your quest for a bathroom. Any bathroom.

  The house was much larger than it looked. Or at least it seemed that way with so many people swarming in it, moving freely from room to room, the only rooms with closed doors barely contained the moans of frisky college kids. You hadn’t dared open any of them, not wishing to see something you might regret. You were about to give up and leave when you found Kelly.

  “Hey Kelly, where’s the bathroom?” You grabbed her arm to get her attention.

  “Whaaaaaa? I can’t hear you man!” She slurred. She was drunk. “The music’s sooooo loud!” She doubled over giggling.

  “The bathroom. Where is it?” You said louder.

  “Oh it’s ummm…. It’s uhhh…. This is a frat house, man! Just go whenever you want!” Kelly danced as she gave you her unhelpful advice.

  You sighed heavily, your bladder not enjoying the movement from being jostled about by wasted party-goers. You continued your way through the house when you spotted Ryan again. He was chatting up the girl whose hair he’d been playing with earlier. Something inside you snapped, you actually became jealous despite yourself, and you marched over.

  Grabbing Ryan hard by the arm, you pulled him away roughly as he hollered at you what your problem was.

  “Take me to the bathroom.” You demanded.

  When he saw the look in your eye, realization dawned on his face and he said, “Look, (Y/N), if this is another one of your games -”

  Despite your better judgement, you grabbed his face and kissed him ferociously. “Take me to the bathroom.” You commanded once again.

  This time he simply nodded and lead you by the hand through the crowded building.

  Upon finding an empty restroom, you whispered to yourself, “Thank God,” and began to enter when you realized Ryan was following closely behind you. You quickly turned and pushed him out, saying, “Wait, I actually have to pee.” and shut the door in his face.

  Having finally drained your bladder and washed your hands, you swung open the door to find Ryan still standing directly outside it. You grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him into the room, slamming the door shut and locking it and placing another hard kiss on his lips. He kissed back, almost angrily; your teeth gnashing one another’s. You didn’t know what had gotten into you, you didn’t know why you wanted this so suddenly, but you wanted it now and you wanted it bad. And you could tell he did too.

  Pulling away for air, Ryan gasped, “So we’re really doing this, huh?”

  “Shut up.” You snapped, untucking his shirt because of course it was tucked in, and grabbing him by the back of the head to pull him in once again. He made you so fucking angry, he was so annoying and manipulative - maybe you just needed to get this frustration out of your system by taking it out with none other than Ryan’s own body. You tugged at his hair, nails digging lightly into his scalp, as his hands ran up your shirt, setting your skin on fire.

  His mouth moved to your jaw and he backed you up towards the counter. “Feisty, huh?” He mumbled against your skin, his breath making you shiver.

  “God, you are so annoying.” You gasped as he moved to kiss down your neck, biting hard at your flesh.

  “I wouldn’t have to be so annoying if you weren’t such a bitch.” He said into your ear.

  You growled, grabbing his face to kiss him again, this time biting down on his bottom lip and sucking on it, eliciting a groan from deep in his throat and he smacked and squeezed your ass. You felt wild, feral - you hated it when men called you a bitch. But when Ryan did it, it made you wanna fuck him harder.

  He grabbed your thighs and pulled away just enough to say, “Jump,” across your lips. You obliged and he helped you unto the counter; whatever was on it before you clattering to the floor and into the adjacent sink. He tugged your shirt over your head and you began to unbutton his. His mouth and teeth back on your neck and jaw, his hands roughly grabbing at the bare skin of your torso, you fumbled feverishly with his stupid button-up. You caved and tore open the shirt, the buttons popping surprisingly easily from their stitches.

  “Hey -” Ryan began to protest, but you quickly cut him off.

  “Don’t call me a bitch.”

  He shrugged off the shirt and you took the chance to get rid of your bra. Ryan hissed at the sight of your breasts and didn’t hesitate to grab them. Heat pooled in your belly and you ran your nails down his chest, his abs, his hips…. And you began to pull apart his belt. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of your breasts as you impatiently tugged at his jeans.

  “Jesus, just fuck me already, Ryan!” You whined, and he finally got the hint to push down his jeans and pull off yours as you braced against the counter to lift your butt. He pulled down your painties along with your jeans and you shimmied your feet out of them, Ryan wasting no time to take off his boxers.

  He took his hardened length into his hand and began pumping it in his fist, grabbing your chin to kiss you roughly. You spread your legs, scooting toward the edge of the counter to encourage him to finally start fucking you. He rubbed the head of his dick up and down your slit, spreading your wetness.

  “You ready for this?” Ryan questioned.

  “Fuck me.” You answered simply.

  Ryan didn’t need anymore convincing. He grabbed your hips and thrust hard inside you and you let out a loud whimper. He didn’t bother allowing you to adjust to his size, instead setting a brutal pace that turned you on even more. You hooked your arms under his shoulders and dug your nails into his skin, pulling down his back and back up again and buried your face into his shoulder. He moaned, grabbing your throat and pushing you back, forcing you to watch as he fucked you senseless. He watched as your breasts bounced with his movement and used his other hand to rub your clit.

  You were a fucking mess, moaning and whining as he pulled you back forward and trapped your body against his so he could rut into you harder, his fingers hard on your clit.

  “Oh fuck!” You cried, nails digging back into his shoulders. The fact that you knew you shouldn’t be doing this, the way he was grabbing you and biting you and kissing you, the rough and painful way he handled you, the fact that you were in a stranger’s house, only turned you on even more. You ground your hips desperately against his and wrapped your legs around his waist and he moaned, his fingers bruising your sides.

  Ryan grabbed your face with one hand, forcing you to look at him, and he groaned, “You gonna cum for me, baby?”

  You whimpered. “I’m not your baby.” You responded indignantly.

  He grabbed your thigh with his other hand, pulled it further up his torso and hooked it over his elbow, spreading you wider and pounding you harder. You cried out, clenching around him, that heat in your belly feeling insatiable.

  His fingers came back down on your clit and you held onto his shoulders for dear life.

  “God, you feel so fucking good.” He moaned.

  The two of you were slick with sweat, the room filled with animalistic noises and the sound of your skin smacking together. The coil in your belly felt just about ready to snap, all you were capable of was repeating varients of, “Oh God, oh fuck, oh shit,” and releasing the most wanton moans and whines. You could feel Ryan was close too, his breathing ragged and his thrusts becoming more erratic.

  It wasn’t until Ryan buried his hand into your hair and pulled, hard, that your orgasm shook your body and you screamed. Warmth spread all throughout your body as you came, and you clutched and clawed at Ryan for support. You heard him grumble something like, “So fucking hot,” as he rode out your high.

  Soon enough, he buried himself deep inside you and came, biting into neck and sucking hard, sure to leave a nice bruise. He pulled back and grabbed your face to kiss you, softer this time.

  The two of you stayed pressed against each other for a few moments, trying to catch your breath, before Ryan pulled out of you and you released your iron-clad grip on him.

  “Did we just hatefuck?” Ryan asked.

  “Yeah. Yeah, I think so.” You breathed.

[winchesters-favorite-girl]

Flatline-Part Seven

A/N: Jensen and his sixteen year old daughter get into an argument before she goes out for a night with some friends. A few hours later, Jensen gets a call that is going to change his family’s life forever.

Word Count: 1,703

Warnings: Car accident, angst

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Hours passed before a surgeon came out to speak to your family and give them an update on how you were doing. Danneel broke into tears when the doctor told them that you had survived, that you were stable and that the surgery was considered successful. 

“She’s not out of the woods yet, the next forty eight hours are crucial but if she survives them then we’ll start to focus on her plan of care for the long term.” The surgeon informed your family, “She’s a strong kid, I’m hopeful for her recovery.”

Jensen held tightly onto the doctor’s words, he constantly repeated them to himself as he sat next to your bed holding onto your hand. It had been nine days since the surgery and the doctors were extremely happy with your progress. The swelling on your brain had decreased and they had completed another surgery to repair your spinal injuries as well as your hip. Soon they would be placing a metal rod in your leg and screws in the other ankle. 

Jensen should have calmed down by now, you were out of the woods, you would survive, but a pit had been growing in his stomach as he thought about something else the doctors had said, “She has extensive injuries, there is no denying that. She has a lot of surgeries and months of physical therapy ahead of her; she might never walk again but at least she’ll be alive.”

Running his hand over his head your father thought about what life was going to be like for his family, it was going to be full of changes and adapting but you were going to be there which was all he cared about.

“Hey there Mr. Jensen.” Your nurse Jenny greeted your father as she walked into the room. Jenny was a sweet Texan woman in her late fifties who your family practically adopted. She’d been your nurse the past two weeks whenever she was working, she had even come in a few times on her days off to check in on how you and your family were doing.

“Hi Jenny, what’s the word?” Jensen asked, looking up at the nurse as he continued to hold onto your hand. 

“Good news, Y/N’s pentobarbital levels are down enough so the respiratory therapist is gonna come in here soon so extubate her. She’ll be free to breathe on her own and you’ll see all her reflexes coming back soon now that the pentobarb is leaving her system. No sedation means our little miss should be waking up any time now.” Jenny told Jensen the good news.

“That’s, that’s great.” Jensen said, his voice thick with emotions.

“It is, another milestone down. Before you know it she’s gonna be walking outta this unit ready to go home.” Jenny replied as she hung another IV and checked to make sure she had everything for when they removed your breathing tube.

Jensen gave her a smile, “I can’t wait until you actually get to meet her, you’re gonna love her.”

“I’m sure I will Mr. Jensen,” Jenny responded, “All I’ve heard the past week is how amazing she is. Can’t wait to see those pretty eyes in real life. All the pictures your family’s been showing me, she’s got the prettiest eyes.”

“Yes she does.” Jensen replied, giving your hand a squeeze, “She’s not gonna be able to feel any pain when she wakes up, right?”

“No sir,” Jenny told him firmly, “She’s still getting a little bit of fentanyl for all those surgeries, plus that broken leg. We don’t want baby girl feeling any pain, she might feel a bit of slight discomfort but nothing painful.”

Nodding his head Jensen spoke, “Got it, just wanted to make sure.”

“I understand Mr. Jensen, no worries. You’re just being a good daddy.” Jenny reassured him.

Jensen let out a small laugh at the name, “It’s been a long time since she called me daddy. With my other two girls that’s my name but it’s been years since she last called me that.”

“I bet you twenty bucks that she calls you that when she wake up.” Jenny stated, shooting Jensen a knowing look but Jensen only shook his head.

“We haven’t quite been on the same page the past few months, I’d be surprised if she even wants to see me when she wakes up.”

Shaking her head Jenny shot Jensen a disapproving face, “She’s gonna be scared outta her mind when she wakes up, she’s gonna be asking for her daddy and I know you’re gonna be sitting right here cause your stubborn butt refuses to go home.”

Jensen smiled widely, “Guilty. You can’t-” His sentence was cut off by you rolling your head, your eyelids fluttering, “Sweetheart?” He said, examining your face as he stood next to you, “Can you hear me?”

Jenny stood on the other side of you, looking at your monitors then back at you. Your eyelids fluttered for another moment before they stopped.

“Is she okay?” Jensen asked, worried about your well being. 

“She’s fine,” Jenny reassured him, moving your eyelid up with her fingers before flashing her small flashlight in front of your eye to test your pupillary response which was normal. “Told you her reflexes were coming back. She’s gonna be waking up real soon.”

“That was weird, I’m used to her body twitching, not her whole body moving.” Jensen stated.

“That would be cause of the pentobarb, it’s a super strong sedative, it basically put her into a coma and paralyzed her so that she couldn’t move, now that the pentobarb is finally leaving her system she’s gonna be moving all over the place. It’s a good thing.” Jenny explained.

“Knock knock.” A voice spoke from the doorway before a woman wearing green scrubs knocked on the door.

“Hey Cindy.” Jenny greeted the woman as she started to prep you for extubation, “Mr. Jensen, this is Cindy the RT, she’s gonna take the breathing tube out. We’re gonna get Miss. Y/N ready but I think when we take the tube out you should step outside.”

“I’d rather stay if I can.” Jensen replied, his grip on your hand tightening. 

“I know you would but it’s not gonna be fun to watch,” Jenny explained as Cindy walked over and started getting her items ready to take the tube out. “She’s gonna make some gagging noises and I don’t think you wanna hear that.”

Jensen was quiet for a moment before shaking his head, “I’m gonna stay, just in case she wakes up and if not, this sounds unpleasant and I don’t want her to be alone.”

“Whatever you wanna do.” Jenny said before she returned her attention to helping Cindy.

After they pulled your breathing tube things seemed to settle down. It was around eight that night when Jensen got his usual FaceTime call from Danneel as she was putting the other kids down for bed.

“Hey kiddos.” He spoke to his three youngest who were all squishing together so that they could be in the camera.

“Hi Daddy.” JJ called to him as she gave him a toothy grin.

“Dah!” Zepplin attempted to say dad.

“How’re my babies doing?” Jensen asked.

“I’m not a baby Daddy, Zeppy and Ro are one now, do they still count as babies?” She questioned aloud before looking at her mom, “Mama are they babies still?” Danneel let out a small laugh before nodding her head.

“You guys will always be my babies!” Jensen spoke, grabbing JJ’s attention again.

“Even Y/N?” JJ said.

“Even Y/N.” Jensen confirmed before asking JJ how her day went.

“Sorry to interrupt,” The night nurse Kristen stated as she walked into the room, “I gotta do Y/N’s nightly labs and I was gonna give her a bath too since I saw it’s been a few days, you mind stepping out for a bit?” 

Jensen chewed on his lip for a moment before agreeing, “You’ll let me know if she wakes up?” He requested as he stood at the door. 

“Of course.” Kristen told him before he walked out and shut the door.

“Alright Miss. Y/N, we’re gonna get you cleaned up so when you wake up you’ll feel as good as you can.

Kristen had finished cleaning you up and was drawing her labs when you started to turn your head and then started to groan.

“Y/N? Sweetheart can you hear me?” She asked before grabbing your hand and giving it a squeeze. You responded by letting out another groan and tightening your hold on her hand. Soon your eyes were starting to blink open, causing Kristen to lean over and dim the lights.

“Y/N?” She said again.

“Ouch.” You mumbled aloud before keeping your eyes open and looking around, you were disorientated for a moment before panic started to kick in. “Where am I?” You asked, grabbing onto your neck since your throat was killing you with every word you spoke, tears started to fill your eyes, “Where’s my dad?” You asked in a raspy voice as your breathing began to pick up, “I want my dad, where is he?”

“It’s okay sweetie, you were in an accident, you’re at the hospital. I’ll go grab your dad right now, okay?” Kristen told you, giving your hand another squeeze before quickly leaving the room in search of your dad.

Your breathing continued to pick up which resulted in your heart rate spiking, causing one of the monitors that was connected to you to start beeping. Another nurse walked into the room to check what was happening.

“Oh Y/N, you’re awake.” The nurse spoke, “My name is Ashley.”

“My-my-my dad, where’s my dad?” You asked, your eyes focusing behind the nurse in search of your dad, “Th-the other nurse went to go get him.”

“Kristen is probably searching for him right now, he hasn’t gone far at all while you’ve been here.” The nurse assured you, “He’ll be here any second, okay? I promise.”

“I want my daddy.” You spoke in a small, defeated voice, “I need him.”

“Y/N?” Your dad’s voice sounded from the doorway.

You returned your glance to the door, “Dad?”

“Thank god.” Jensen sighed out as he strode over to you and quickly wrapped you in his arms, “I thought I lost you.”

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[burnedbyshoto]

if you sent any asks (recommendations for things don’t count as I have to look around!) since october 17 until october 22 it is in here :)

anon said: The header for your askbox response post is *aesthetic*. I think it’s a really good idea to post one every few days if you have the time. ❤️

well, thANK YOUUUUU!!!!! I put in a whopping 10 minutes into it because I had no idea what I was doing! i’ll definitely be doing asks this way now though.

big dick kiri anon said: !!!!!! ILY HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY PLS HYDRATE 💙💙❤️❤️ -bigdickkiri

Omg love! Please don’t worry about kinktober just breathe! Take your time and try to relax 💙❤️- bigdickkiri

DAMN, that is a LOT. Please look after yourself and don't stress about it love!! - bigdickkiri

I'm very excited. BUT PLEASE LOOK AFTER YOURSELF, DO NOT FORCE ANY OF THIS OMG - bigdickkiri

AHH, AMAZING, TALENTED SWEETHEART, GORGEOUS LOVE, HAVE A INCREDIBLE DAY AND HYDRATE - bigdickkiri

I believe I did have a good day, and I am actually super bad at hydrating, buT ILL TRY TO GET BETTER!!!!

I am breathing!!!! JUSTTT BREATHEEEE!!! I am taking my time now and relaxing to the best of my ability :D thank you so much bdk I love you with all my soul

theres always a lot, but if im not doing a lot I dont do anything so on one hand.... it’s okay LMAO but I will continue to try and not stress :D

BDK I WOULD NEVER WANT TO MAKE YOU THINK IM FORCING THIS OUT OF MEEEE ILL TRY MY BEST TO MAKE YOU PROUD

GHSOGHJIAORGJRGIRAHG YOURE AMAZING, BEAUTIFUL, TERRIFIC, INCREDIBLE!!!!!!! YOU HYDRATE AND MAKE SURE YOU KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU

@bread-theduck​ said: We love you and support you ❤ dont push yourself, your mental health is so much more important that kinktober haha. Take all the time you need, we're right here and open if you wanna talk~

I don’t really try to push myself... it just happens subconsciously D: but thank you for the love and support!!!! my mental health is stronger than I give it credit though

anon said: listen! we all appreciate you and your writing dearly but! I think we can all agree that we want you to be okay mentally and physically before you make yourself write! kinktober can wait! you’re more important!! at the very least, pls take a break for tonight.

I honestly can’t even remember when i said I was tired, but thank you for your kind words regardless!!!! I am trying to get better at it because i don’t want to disappoint you guys D:

@saintbullet​ said: Please take care of yourself!!! DONT risk your health for writing. We care about you so much! Be careful 💕💕💕

I know I push myself a lot, and i’m really sorry for scaring you all!!!! I am trying though, and it just has a lot to do with my mental fatigue and that im judging some hard classes right now then it has to do with anything

anon said: hey it'll be alright! idk whats wrong but i promise everything will work out like its supposed to! you just take care of yourself and take as much time as you need to feel better!! we love u!! ♥️

It wAS MY PERIOD I REMEMBER NOW AHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! I LOVE YOU TOOOOOOOO WITH ALL THE LOVE MY HEART POSSES!!!!!!

anon said: periods can be a pain so pls take care of yourself!! drink lots of water and rest up!!!

my period is the worst, if she was a person i’d block her and avoid her irl!!!!!!!!

anon said: Lol ok so gay for Mina anon back and no, I was not the anon who requested it. But lmao, let me take this time to whole heartedly thank that anon for quenching my thirst anyways

oh whoops, sorry for thinking you were someone else D: iM GLAD TO SEE THAT YOU WERE HAPPY WITH IT!!! READER WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A BAD GUY BUT I COULDN’T FIGURE OUT HOW TO MAKE IT WORK LMAO

anon said: I am just planning on hanging out and reading all the lovely writing that comes from this

i’m pretty sure this is about my nsfw/sfw headcanons, and honestly im sooo very excited to start working on them!!!!!!!!

anon said: you have no idea how happy I got when I saw u posted for mina like UGH MY WIFE I LOVE HER SO MUCH 🥺🥺🥺 N GIVING US GAYS AMAZING CONTENT UR AMAZING MWAH MWAH KEEP BEING THE PERFECT ANGEL U ARE 🥺🥺💞💗💖💕💓💝

AHHHHH IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT MINA IS LIKE MY FAV CLASS 1-A GIRL SO I LOVE HER SO MUCHHHHHHHHHHH YOURE AMAZING AND I LOVE YOU AND YOURE AN ANGEL!!!!!!!

many a anons said: Sorry I didn’t see the part where you said not to request characters that were already on the list I thought that was the list of character we could vote for.

so sorry I accidentally sent a character in that has already been requested, Tumblr didn't show me the follow up posts ;;

nooo I didn’t see the list I’m so sorry 😭😭😭

LOL ITS OKAYYYY. y’all were hoes and kept sending me shouto who I couldn’t even think about deleting from my list... so... you are lucky >:(

anon said: hello! not a request here but take care of yourself anc stay hydrated bb 🥰🥰

I got my water right next to me rn bby :D

anon said: be todoroki’s girlfriend

bitch I am todorokis WIFE, why would I need to dress up???

@girl-with-a-mentality​ said: You can be todoroni for Halloween.

....you right...

anon said: Thirst post infoo ;3 I found a doujinshi of Bakugo being teased and toyed with sexually with by Ochako, Yaomomo, and our lovely momma Mina

...send it

anon said: GIRLLLLLL

ANONNNNNNNNNNNNN ;)

local dumbass anon said: local dumbass is here once again, i thiink you know who i am and might've found my ig buuuuuut..?

uh.... I don’t know???????? I only followed people on insta if you gave me your handle or followed me first.... also did you cut your bangs?

anon said: Your Monoma scenario was really good!If we’re being honest, though, Monoma would literally start foaming at the mouth if he saw anyone from 1-A making physical contact with his s/o, ESPECIALLY Bakugou. They would have to call animal control because there would be a rabid Monoma in the dorms lol

okay... while you’re not wrong, I just thought 18 year old monoma should have grown up just the tiniest bit! plus his obsession is controlled because of his insecurity so LMAO IDK I JUST THOUGHT MAYBE UGH

@awkward-theaterkid​ said: I was reading your Day 19 Fic but I couldnt take it seriously, the title "My Way" kept reminding me of the Backstreet Boys "I want it that way" and it keeps popping up while I read it 😂

as someone who only heard that song because of b99 I read this and immediately thought of b99 LMAOOOOO

🍒💥anon said: URGENT PSA: LYSSA IS ABSOLUTELY AMAZING AND I LOVE HER -🍒💥

Hello Queen Lyssa, I finally read "And They Were Roommates" and have absolutely no idea why I put it off so long! ITS A MASTERPIECE. Each chapter is addictive and the slow burn and angst destroyed me 😭 The smut in the final chapter is flawless and sooooooooooooooooooo H O T. Shoto wasnt even my favorite character but he might have to be now (or at least in my top 3) 😰 This is my new favorite series and I cant wait to re-read it!!!! YOURE AMAZING AND ILY. You own my soul now -🍒💥

URGENT PSA I LOVE YOU CHERRY EXPLOSION AND YOURE AMAZING :D

ATWR holds a special place in my heart uwu.... HAOGHIOSRGSIOGJSIHG THANK YOU!!!!! SHOUTO IS AN AMAZING CHARACTER WHO I LOVE WITH ALL MY HEARRTTTTTT

~ thank you to @didyoumeanme​, @kittenlordofdarkness​, @soafers​ for submitting memes and animal pics for my rommate, much appreciated :D ~

anon said: Did the local dumbass anon ever cut their bangs? Do you know?

....I dont know, but I just asked her rn >:)

this paragraph is dedicated to those surrounding to the meltdown mess that occurred yesterday. to each and every one of you who sent me kind words via my askbox or directly contacting me, thank you. I really want to move past this because I feel by holding on it will make me feel less inclined to write because of my guilt. of course, I do not expect you to forgive me, or trust me in my story of how it went down, because at the end of the day it was my mistake for trusting in someone to write with pure intentions when I didn’t know if she could. im trying to continue on with my best foot forward and im grateful for those of you who trusted in me. I swear I will never push myself again, and that I will instead take my time in order to publish my original work and only my original work and not take anything that comes from a “friend”. know that I love you all, and I dont know how to take it easy so my break lasted a whooping 10 hours, and my blog won’t discontinue until im done with bnha or...I get into medschool which is still 3 years away, I am taking care of myself, im staying hydrated, im trying not to put myself down anymore, I will keep going, & will forever continue to be more careful with what I post. also, no one was really coming for me, so don’t worry if you thought so lol. (to you 9 anons who expressed their kind thoughts to me, thank you. to big dick kiri anon thank you. to @bqkubabey​, @flayvus​, & @ultimate-shit-poster​ thank you so so much you really helped me not drown myself in my own guilt.)

anon said: i hope you’re feeling okay today :((

I am feeling a lot better. unfortuantely I did make myself really sick yesterday because ive never been as stressed in my life ever, but im okay now. there’s nothing I can do more for what happened so I will try to continue on as best as I can and I appreciate you caring... ilysm :)

@ikinabi​ said: Your writing??? Actually god sent 🥵👌 and the way you write Mirio gets me GOING

BAHAHAH NOOOOO ITS NOT PLAFUAOGHJIPRAHAR MY MIRIO PIECE YOU LIKED WAS MY FIRST PIECE ON HIM AND OOO BOY I DID NOT DO HIM JUSTICE

anon said: fuck buddy iida is a thought that has never crossed my mind but now that i’ve seen your post i am intrigued haha

well... it is up :) if you wanna check her out :)

anon said: You dont have to answer if you dont wanna but i just wanna see if your okay. I hope your end your doing well and not stressing.

i’m doing much better than I was yesterday!!! I just needed to rest and calm down and stop attacking myself. thank you for checking in!!! it means so much :,)

[letstalksymphogear]

Symphogear, EP.7 (Cont.)

“i have not now, nor ever, liked this creepy ass church elevator.”

“kanade please get out of my head, just because im hungry doesnt mean you have to tell me every time i am”

Hibiki finishes getting a full body X-ray. She’s fine.

“that anime protagonist immunity is really kicking in well!”

“by the way, your wife is here! and she’s looking mighty miffed., as opposed to me, mighty milfed.”

“you dont strike me as a mother figure but ill play along for now”

“i just hope miku’s okay...”

“oh, she’ll be fine! see, i’ve seen these kinds of plots before. big secret revealed, another lover is shown, the victim watches as they’re thoroughly cheated on, and they get to lik-”

“please stop breathing”

Genjuro’s wasting away again in Margaritaville. Looking for some daughter to adopt. SOME PEOPLE SAY THAT THERE’S A, WOOOOMAAAAAN TO BLAAAAAAAAAAME, BUT HE KNOWS

XYLOPHONE RIFF

THAT’S IT’S ALL HIS FAULT

XYLOPHONE RIFF

“i hate it when he gets like this. jimmy buffets not a good look for him.”

“for once you and i agree. seeing the commander sulk like this like a middle aged perma-tourist is genuinely miserable”

“hey homies! im back and i brought some bitches! oh, jesus, why does this place smell like mistakes in miami?”

“its me. im sorry. every time i feel like i failed as a dad, my anti-dad energies manifest. imagine every midlife crisis rolled up into a single ball, smacked into the face for eternity. thats the depth of my pain for failing this girl.”

In a moment of positivity, the friendship between Tsubasa and Hibiki is cemented.

> Tsubasa has joined the party.

“FRIENDSHIP!”

“fweindship.”

“uuuuhhhhh... dadship? yeah thats close enough.”

“WE’RE ALL GOOD FRIENDS!”

“ya tiddies are ringing again, better go get it”

Ryoko also points out that Hibiki’s relic is fusing with herself at an alarming rate. This is important to keep in mind.

Meanwhile, at night.

Miku is posing in the motherly “you done fucked up, where have you been young lady” position. A cold scolding is coming.

“.........................hey miku......”

“you can come in. are you worried im gonna bite? you suplexed a car. that shouldn’t be an issue anymore.”

“miku, i.... i wanted to tell you.... but.... the plot wouldn’t let me, miku....”

“should’ve told the plot to fuck off anyway. now you’re gonna live with that. you’re sleeping... on the bottom bunk.”

“b.... b..... b...... b.... b...... bottom bunk...?”

They slept separately that night. God, this is so stupid. All of this is so goddamned stupid. “I’m so mad at you even though you saved my life.” This is just so. AUGH. THIS IS DUMB. KANEKO WRITE BETTER ANGST THAT MAKES SENSE THAT ISN’T THIS.

Meanwhile, far away from this garbage...

Chris, having been evicted from Fine’s McMansion, wanders the streets of mumblemumble aimlessly. Don’t be fooled by her new fancy dress. Basically, she’s a combat-competent hobo.

“no food. no home. no victories. this sucks. whyd you do it, fine? we coulda been great together. but no. ya fired me. now i look like im prancing the red light district with a highly advanced superweapon around my neck.”

“no... hibiki’s to blame. ever since that genderbent little mac showed up to fight me, it’s been all downhill. fine thought me a laughstock because i couldnt take out her oversized boxing gloves, and now she beat me while i had nehushtan. god... i wish i never met that damn hamster faced chubby cheeked nerd.”

“wait, whats that crying”

Chris spies two kids talking to each other, one of them crying. Chris immediately makes an assumption, believing the big bro is bullying his sis.

“hey! stop nicking her lunch money, twerp”

Chris currently is a firm believer of corporeal punishment.

But the sister deflects the blow. Chris can’t even defeat children right now. Truly, this is a record low for her. You know you blew it when even kids are schooling you on basic morality. She then tells the little girl to stop crying, ironically mirroring her brother.

The infamous double T-Pose maneuver. Chris, you might as well get a shovel and start digging your own grave.

“i keep doing bad things badly, and now im doing good things badly... when fine said i was bad... did she just mean im not talented?”

Chris, finally, does a good thing and helps these kids find their parents.

“yeah. hibiki saved a kid when she got her gear. guess what? bam! im saving two! that’s fifty percent more kid per kid saved. take that, weirdo.”

The kids call her out on Chris singing unconsciously, and Chris gets flustered over it. Dawwwwww.

Chris manages to get them to safety to their Dad...

...while brutally lying about it, making Chris look like a predator. There’s a very crushing irony at play here, given who Chris used to serve.

“ugggggggggggggggghhhhhh hes not even gonna payyyyy meeeeeee why the fuck did i dooooo thiiiiiiissssss”

“hey, you know. you kids have a really nice relationship with one another. care to give me tips on how to be an empathetic human being capable of making friends?”

“maybe we’re born with it”

“maybe its maybeline”

“maybeline...”

Meanwhile...

A cold wind blows through Lydian Apartment 69-L. (I don’t actually know if that’s their room number, I just made it up.)

“jesus take the wheel, because i’m jumping out the passenger seat to save this current wreck of a relationship”

“miku please i saved your life, doesnt that count for anything”

“you already killed me the moment you lied. also im taking the bottom bunk so i dont have to see your face coming down the ladder.”

“miku you cant hide in this depression den forever. i know i hurt you and im sorry for it, but please understand i literally couldnt do it. you saw there were punches and violence and stuff... i didnt want you tied to that...”

“what was that? i cant hear your apologies over my incredibly loud snoring. SNOOOOOOORE. SNOOOOOOOORE. SNOOO- fuck, i just swallowed my spit, fuck”

“i hope this cocoon of displeasure you’ve made for yourself lets you erupt into a butterfly of acceptance so i can fly with you again.”

“......thats not fair. you cant say those beautiful metaphors and get away with it. let me be mad... sniff... let me be mad...”

Sadness wafts in the den of lies Hibiki has been forced into.

No music plays. There is only heartbreak, and woe.

In the midst of this pain...

Ryoko loredumps about how the Symphogears work and are immune to the noise on her blog, ‘hornyonmainforscience.org’, her hybrid science journal slash kink zone. It’s mostly a recap with some pretty good soft techno beats in it.

“i made a custom brew of red bull, five hour energy drink, coffee, and cream. i call it gamer girl piss.”

“damn. that’s some good piss.”

She muses about how Hibiki has managed to break the limitations of her Symphogear, making her a totally unique specimen. Wait, where have we heard this before...?

Hey... Ryoko... let’s just... cool it a bit with the Hibiki pictures... come on...

Ryoko touches upon the Custodians and the Curse of Babel. We ain’t touching that shit until later, because that’s another shitfuck box of crazy just ready to jump us in a dark alleyway to rob us of our wits.

Back to Lydian:

“miku whats the answer to the first three multiple choice questions”

“B. A. D.”

“oh, thanks. huh, BAD.”

“yeah. you are.”

“mmm. taste likes dissapointment. just like my life.”

“hey table for two haha get it cause there’s two chairs and miku for the love of god, please, forgive me”

“ive surgically removed my eyes and drew eyelashes over them with sharpie so i dont have to see your bird bangs.”

“thats very rude to both me and my hair. also, wig.”

Even Hibiki’s meal is judging her. Mainly for not eating it. Fucking look at this. God, that looks amazing. Fuck, why did I write this while I was hungry.

“miku you cant do this forever. i might die and youll end up crying on my tombstone going ‘oh god, why, oh god’, and really, i cant live with myself if that happens. mainly because id already be dead by then”

The Anime Janai crew show up to break some icebergs with a goddamn sledgehammer. As the self-aware Gods of this realm, they got very tired of this poor display of angst, and have decided to directly intervene.

Nevermind. They came for her kneecaps, and they most certainly got them.

PLEASE. I’M BEGGING YOU. END THIS GARBAGE PLOT THREAD.

“look. imma lay down the facts. yall are gay. yall are in love. yall are angry for the wrong reasons. its nobody’s fault here but the writer. so please kiss and make up. pretty please.”

“kaneko... you fool... we all know what the original sin is. its your hack writing making this stupidity in the first place. let the pencil go, asshole!”

They bring up the fact that Hibiki isn’t doing her work and wonder if she has a job on the side, which isn’t allowed by the school. Miku gets annoyed and bails, with Hibiki running after her. Unfortunately, Miku runs faster...

“oh god miku not the rooftop whatever you’re thinking just dont do it! please!”

“no. i came here to angst, since this is the Maximum Angst Zone.”

“i..... okay! okay, that’s fair! rooftops are the perfect place to look sad while getting proper air ventilation, thats fine”

It really would have been better played if it was played off that she felt hurt not because of the lie, but because she felt like she could have helped her better having known the truth, and it being a self-loathing sort of scenario for not being there better for her and not fully understanding the risk at play.

But no, instead, we get this.

Absolutely obliterated. A heart ripped, shredded, and sent to the Shadow Realm.

The episode ends on that note, but has a post credit scene.

Naked. On an old timey telephone. On a computer. Wearing stockings and long gloves.

The main antagonist of the series, everybody.

She’s talking the best English possible to some random-ass American when suddenly bursting through the scene is none other than:

“I WANT WORKERS COMPENSATION YOU BITCH, BEFORE I UNIONIZE YOUR NAKED ASS”

“AND I WANT A GOOD REFERNECE FOR MY FUTURE EMPLOYER, AND ALSO A SEVERANCE PACKAGE SINCE I’M FUCKING HOMELESS”

“i paint my eyelashes with mascara made from the tar of freshly carbonated corpses manufactured through noise, what on gods green earth compels you to think id give a rats ass about you?”

“so you never cared, huh! you’re just a nasty naked hedonist trying to- trying to- what the fuck are you even trying to do?!”

“i want to live the dream every spicy little fossil like me yearns for.”

“I WANNA FUCK GOD!”

“how- what? what? how do you even- what? are you- do you want to be the pope? is that it? does the pope get to fuck god? are you- is this a larping thing? you’ve really been into larping lately! i don’t like this!”

“youve never read the old testament, have you. ass out, pussy bare, hips up and barefoot. that’s how god’s always liked it.”

“now get lost, punk. you tipped off my hand to genjuro and now you being here is going to ruin everything. if you still feel any semblance of devotion, eat one of your own bullets and call it a day.”

“it’s 2012 bitch, if the mayans dont get you, I WILL”

“what god gives, He takes away, and so do i. i built you from the ground up. your relic, which was good for jack shit on you. the nehushtan, which you failed to do anything with except zap a couple hundred people. stop wars? you’re a walking war, waged by me, for me. and your cartridge has just run out of bullets.”

“uh oh! hand’s acting up again! better bail before i send you back to smacktown where all the bitter little shittalkers like you strut around spending their lives being useless as hell.”

“ah fuck, im not dealing with no manos: the hands of fate bullshit again”

“and guess what else i got on motherfucker”

“i see the union efforts have officially been busted. understandable, have a nice day ma’am”

“LEAVE.”

“I’M GOING, I’M GOING”

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Priorities

Square: student!Jensen

Pairing: Jensen x reader

Word Count: 1,500ish

Rating: teen (minor medical situation described)

A/N: Written/created for @spnaubingo

“Y/L/N and Ackles, Smith and Hatley, Ritz and...” your professor went on, spouting off pairings for your group project at the end of class. Your head spun to the other side of the room, looking over at the guy there. You’d never spoken to him, never heard him say a word in class actually. He had a kind and strong looking face most of the time. His glare over in your direction made you turn away though, pretending to drop your pen to avoid any further eye contact. “No class next week. Your papers are due on the ninth. Work together people. If your partner isn’t performing or cooperating with you, please let me know.”

The class scattered, most people probably heading back to their dorms or apartments at the end of the day. You packed up your bag, figuring you could try to meet up with him over the weekend to divvy up the work.

You were out of the building and cutting across campus when you heard someone shout at you.

“Y/L/N,” you heard again, your head spinning around, Jensen walking over to you.

“Hey. I didn’t see you after class,” you said, Jensen nodding.

“I have work soon so I had to duck out of there quick,” he said.

“I can email you and we can set up time for Saturday or something to-”

“I can’t,” he said, your head cocking. “I have work then too.”

“Okay...when are you not working?” you asked. 

“That’s sort of the issue,” he said, fixing his backpack. “I didn’t realize there would be any group projects in this class. I wouldn’t have picked it otherwise.”

“Oh,” you said, taking a step back, wondering what kind of weirdo you’d gotten paired up with.

“If I’m not in class, I’m at work pretty much. I don’t...have time to meet up necessarily,” he said.

“When do you do homework?” you asked.

“Normally start around eleven thirty, finish somewhere around two or three in the morning,” he said. “I don’t have the time to spend four hours in the middle of the day doing a project. Just tell me what part of it I need to do and I’ll do it on my own.”

“It’s a group project,” you said, Jensen’s jaw clenching. “Fine. I’ll handle the research part and you can write it.”

“Awesome,” he said, brushing past you down towards the student center.

“Weirdo.”

Two Days Later

“We got a call on Maxwell. Guy passed out on the sidewalk,” said one of the student EMT’s, pushing a stretcher inside the on-campus clinic. You volunteered there one night a week, normally dealing with not much beside drunk college kids. “He doesn’t smell like booze.”

“Well let’s...I know that guy,” you said, Jensen stirring on the stretcher, eyes closed but definitely awake. “Hey, Jensen. You alright?”

He mumbled as you waved them into an examination room, your training kicking in as you helped the resident doctor.

“It’s not a concussion,” said the doctor, pointing out something to you, moving your hand to feel his pulse on his neck, his skin pale. “Exhaustion most likely.”

“Where am I?” mumbled Jensen, squinting at the bright light staring in his eyes.

“Jensen right? You’re at the clinic. Somebody found you on Maxwell. You want to tell me what happened buddy?” asked the doctor, a nurse coming in to help, moving something around and sticking it on him.

“Tired. Really tired. I’m fine,” he mumbled, closing his eyes.

“When’s the last time you ate?” you asked, Jensen sighing. “Hey.”

“Don’t ‘member,” he said. “Got homework to do.”

“Y/N, call the hospital. We’re going to transfer Jensen over there so he can get treated properly.”

“Hey,” you said, knocking on the door to Jensen’s hospital room the next morning, his eye popping open. 

“Y/N?” he asked, moving to stretch in bed, grumbling at the IV in his arm.

“I brought you one of Riley’s breakfast platters,” you said, holding up a styrofoam container. “Better than hospital food.”

“What time is it?” he asked, trying to sit up.

“A little after ten,” you said, setting the container down, Jensen trying to flip his covers off. “Woah cowboy. Settle down.”

“I’m supposed to be at work and then I got class at noon and-”

“Alright,” you said, grabbing his covers, shoving them back down over him. “I wasn’t going to tell you this but I’m sort of babysitting you until your parents show up.”

“What? No, I gotta-”

“You have to relax. The hospital called your mom and then she called the clinic and two hours later I was getting off the phone with your parents. Just a heads up, your mom’s so going to ream you out a new one, your dad feels pretty shitty from what I can tell and they both asked five hundred times if you were okay.”

“I got to-”

“Stop it,” you growled, moving his table full of breakfast up for him. “Eat some food and then sleep. The university already informed your professors you had a medical emergency so don’t worry about classes. News flash, by the way, your dad didn’t mean become a freaking workaholic when he said you need to work hard at school. He meant like...well he’s gonna basically tell you what he meant so be ready for that.”

“Wait, why are you here?” he asked, glancing at the food in front of him. “I barely know you.”

“You came into the clinic last night, where I work occasionally. You don’t remember?” you asked, Jensen shaking his head. “You were pretty out of it.”

“I guess I could use a break,” he said, whipping his head up when you started to laugh.

“You think? Don’t worry about the project either. I got it handled,” you said.

“I don’t know how I got so far down the rabbit hole,” he said, rubbing his eyes. 

“How about you take getting out of it one step at a time,” you said, giving him a smile. “Eat up while it’s hot.”

“Thanks, Y/N.”

Two Weeks Later

“Hey, Y/N,” said Jensen, jogging to catch up with you on the quad. 

“Hey, how you feeling?” you asked, Jensen nodding his head.

“Better. A lot better actually,” he said. “I kind of got my priorities mixed up for a while there.”

“Ah, so you eat and sleep like a normal person again,” you said, Jensen cocking his head with a smirk. 

“Yeah. My mom wasn’t too happy with me. I’m sort of banned from working during the semester from now on...” he said, rubbing the back of his neck. “I guess I’m just trying to say thanks for helping me remember that hard work doesn’t mean working all the time...and for a yummy breakfast.”

“Maybe with all this free time in your schedule you’ll be able to say hi to your fellow classmates now,” you teased, Jensen smilng.

“Yeah. Speaking of which...I saw you put both our names on our paper,” he said. “I didn’t do anything.”

“It was on the stresses college can put on young people during a transitory period in their life. You unfortunately gave us plenty to work with,” you said. “It took like one afternoon to write. It’s fine.”

“I still want to say thank you,” he said. “You like that Riley place?”

“Everybody does, Ackles,” you said, jensen chuckling. 

“You want to grab lunch or dinner there sometime? On me of course,” he said. “I’ve heard they have good burgers.”

“There are delicious,” you said, mouth watering at the thought. “You’ve never been before, have you.”

“What gave it away?” he teased. “So you want to go sometime? It’s cool if you don’t. I don’t want you to feel like you have to or if you want breakfast that’s okay or-”

“I’m going to head back to my apartment and do some homework but if you want to meet up there at seven for dinner, that sounds like fun,” you said, Jensen’s face lighting up.

“Okay, that’s great. One little thing. Where is it?” he asked, you laugh spurring a nervous one out of him.

“Give me your phone,” you said, Jensen fishing it out of his pocket. You handed it back a minute later, pulling out your own. “I’m going to text you my address. How about you use this fancy thing we have nowadays called the internet to figure out where that is and you and I can walk over there together at seven, okay?”

“I know what the internet is,” he said rolling his eyes, wearing a smile. “I’ll come over at seven then.”

“See you there, Ackles.”

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Mustang Ride (Part I)

Request

Hi, if your requests are still open please can I request a Lena fic where the reader is animal shifter similar to Beast Boy and the two are reminiscing on how they met, maybe the reader saved Lena after an assassination attempt? Also, I loved your patient zero series so much.

A/N: Hello, I hope everyone enjoyed this weekend!! I just finished this little request, this one was a lot of fun to write. Thank you so much to @veteranwerewolf95 who requested it and shared some ideas with me for this imagine, also please follow her blog. I hope you enjoy it and let me know what you think!!

Lena Luthor x Shapeshifter!R//Word Count: 1,944

Series: Part I - Part II - Part III - Part IV - Part V

"We are going to be late." You mumbled between kisses.

In half hour or so, you were supposed to meet the Superfriends at Kara's for game night. If Lena didn't stop kissing you, you wouldn't leave her apartment. It wasn't that you didn't want to keep kissing this wonderful woman, you would be crazy to ever think it, but you also didn't like being late.

Today's paper work at the DEO had taken a bit longer to finish and you had to fly over half National City to get to your own apartment. You landed in your balcony, transformed yourself back to normal, and shuddered to shake some feathers that got stuck in your hair. Loose feathers were a little problem when changing into birds.

You took your phone off to text Lena about your lateness and rushed into your room to take a quick shower. You changed your uniform for something more casual and, when you finished, went to the mirror to take a quick look at yourself. Finally, you fixed your hair a little, and went back to the balcony. With a leap of faith, you took off to Lena's penthouse, as a good looking falcon.

Lena was ready when you arrived and she opened the door to her balcony to let you in. The breeze was cold outside, so the first thing you did was hug her while you pretended to shiver. You feel her laugh in your neck while putting her arms around you and, after a moment, she gave you a welcome kiss that turned into more. Eventually, she leaned away from you when she heard you saying you were running late.

"Not", she smirked, "if you let me ride you there." That little phrase, ride me, was an inside joke between the two of you.

You rolled your eyes at her and smiled. "You will never letting me forget that, will you?"

"Mmm, accurate." She teased.

"Hey, I saved your life." You said arching an eyebrow.

"Yes but you had to admit it was really funny." Lena gave a small kiss and let go of you to grab her keys.

"If I recall correctly, you were the one with a funny reaction."

"Well, you caught me by surprise. I didn't know my guard dog was, in fact, a DEO agent." You followed her as she walked to her door.

You had started working with the DEO when Kara, or rather Supergirl, had find you after a raid on Roulette's fighting club. You had the misfortune of crossing paths with her and, once she discovered your unusual abilities, she had to put you on her ring. J'onn had also taken an interest on your changing nature and offered a position inside the organization. You thought working along Supergirl, to stop people like Roulette and other major threats, would be nice for a change. You accepted almost immediately.

A few months as a DEO agent and you had befriended the Superfriends. Kara and Alex were helping you with your training. Winn had made it his personal mission to get you a super suit. And J'onn was impressed at how well you had adapted to the job that he had sent you to a few missions with Supergirl, and even Guardian. It was interesting to discover who was behind those suits and the people behind those heroes.

One day, however, Kara came into the DEO marching towards you. You knew you had done nothing to inspire such reaction from her but then stood in front of you. The suit, her power pose, and the disgruntled expression, were enough to make you want to turn into a mouse and hide from her.

"I need to talk with you." It's all she said before heading to the training room. You followed right away.

The matter at hand was Lena. You knew Kara and she were best friends but you hadn't had the opportunity to meet her in person, not yet. From what you had heard about her, Lena Luthor was in reality a good person with a bad reputation, due to her family. Her brother had already tried to assassinate her and her mother had tried to kidnap her a week ago. Kara was worried they would try something else so she needed you to make sure she was safe, for a few days at least. You didn't see how you fitted in all of that until she explained you the plan she had been elaborating on her brief flight here.

"A guard dog?" You raised both eyebrows at her.

"Yes, it's perfect." She started pacing back and forth. "That way we can keep an eye on her. If anything happens, you could alert us and I would be there in no time. I don't think anyone would try to approach her seeing you there and..." She stopped to look at you with a bit of guilt. "She likes...dogs?"

You had tried arguing with her. It was actually a good plan. Having some protection around would come in handy in Lena's situation, but you didn't feel right about being the one following her around. If Lena wasn't aware you were a DEO agent undercover, that would be a huge invasion of privacy. Kara, of course, wasn't planning on telling her. You ended up agreeing on accompanying Lena for only three days. Kara's pout was a powerful weapon.

"This is (Y/N), expert Doberman guardian." Kara said with a smile the next day. She understood you weren't so pleased with the title after a little growl. It was not an ideal situation either, she had put you on a leash to, according to her, make it more believable.  

"Kara, is this really necessary?" Lena had asked from behind her desk. She sounded hesitant but, just like you, she ended up accepting after that famous pout. You needed to ask Alex about some evasion tactics for that after this.

The day had run smoothly, with nothing out of the ordinary. Most of the time Lena was working at her desk or in the couch and you made sure to lie on the floor near her. You discovered that, indeed, Lena Luthor was a big fan of dogs. While you were looking around for any sign of danger, you would sometimes feel her hand petting your head or hear her talking to you. She even asked Jess to buy you some treats that you had to hide under the couch every time Lena fed you one. So far, you liked Lena and it seemed she liked you too, or your dog self, to say the least.

A little past five, Lena decided it was enough work for both of you. "I think a little walk sounds like a good idea. Don't you think, (Y/N)?" She said putting her papers aside and smiling at you. You wagged your tail in approval. It was getting a little boring.

You were walking across the main lobby with her holding your leash when, next thing you knew, a group of six armed men entered the building. You couldn't see Lena's reaction but yours had to be more practical. With Lena still holding the leash, you ran and pulled her with you, ducking behind one of the fronts desks.

"Is there another exit?" You said after turning human again.

"Oh, my god" Lena's eyes went wide once she saw you.

There wasn't much time to explain why her guard dog had suddenly transformed into a human and was taking the leash off. You had been glad to have a conversation about it but bullets started flying all over the place, filling the room with the sound of gunshots. Both of you raised your hands to cover yourselves.

"An exit, Lena? I'll explain later." You raised your voice.

"There’s an emergency exit that way." She shouted pointing at a door a few meters away.

"I need you to get back and follow me after this." She did get back but when she was about to ask what were you planning, you turned into a gorilla and threw the desk at the men with a growl.

You managed to hit four of them, leaving them unconscious on the floor. The other two dodged the desk but had some difficulties trying to get back on their feet. You turned to Lena and tilted your head towards the door, you had to move fast. Lena got up from the floor and ran while you transformed. She guided you along a couple of corridors until you reached the emergency exit that leaded to the back ally of the building. Once you were out, both of you took a moment to breath.

"Do you know who they are?" You tried asking. Whoever those guys were they weren't much for subtlety.

"How did you do that?" She questioned you instead. Unfortunately, you had ran out of time again as a black SUV appeared at one of the alley entrances.

"We need to get out of here." The next words that came out of your mouth were the reason Lena started to tease you. "Ride me." You said hurriedly.

"What?" Lena was watching you with a mixture of surprise and indignation, and you realized too late the way that request had sounded.

"Mount on-oh, for fuck's sake." The SUV was driving towards you. There was no time to rectify your words. "Get on my back, now!"

You had to grab Lena's hand and pull her to your back as you turned into a wild mustang. Lena had to grab your mane to prevent herself from falling as you ran into the streets, leaving behind the sound of horns and angry, or surprised, drivers. You ran as fast as you possible could with Lena holding on for dear life.

The men in the SUV didn't stand a chance once Supergirl heard the chaos you were causing. She landed in front of them and took charge of the situation. After that, Kara and you had to do a lot of explaining, starting with J'onn, about what had happened and why you had agreed on that idea. He wasn't happy at all but seemed to understand when you told him about Kara's pout.

Soon after that, you talked with Lena and apologized for, basically, deceiving her, invading her privacy, and for the way you had ordered her to mount on you. She had been looking at you with a serious face while you explained yourself. When you finished, you were a bit afraid she would scream at you but she only laughed. She had never expected someone like you to appear and rescue her like a knight on a white horse, except that you had turned into the horse. Lena also apologized for trying to feed you dog treats and, as part of giving thanks, she invited you for lunch the next day.

That way you got to know each other and you discovered yourself being drawn by her, little by little. You became friends in no time and, after some time, she was the one to ask you on a date. Your life with her had been a blessing and, of course, she never missed an opportunity to remind you that little slip of your tongue.

"But aren't you glad I blew up my cover for you?" Your tone playful as you embraced her from behind, before she opened the door, and kissed her on the cheek.

"I am." She smiled. "But, now, if you aren't going to let me ride the mustang, (Y/N)", she laughed softly, "we must go."

You laughed too and kissed her one more time before leaving her apartment.

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i forgot to copy andpste the rules fuckjdjh anwyay taged by @younghyuuns and @pupcats :D thank u guys for tagging me i havent done this in ages

tagging: @minhyukwithagun (just saw ur new icon ffuck) @briwoon and @tokayhk u guys dont have to tho ily all oh also @hyunghoney and @hyungkyunnie and @minhyukt suddenly im tagging everyone u guys dont have to do it either ily toohdjh

last:

drink: water hddhh im so happie to hear everyones answer is water too stay fresh

phone call: ................ oh my mum i was gonna say i dont call ppl but she called the house phone yesterday

text message: ‘what’ jhddsjhjhsh

song you listened to: beside you by 5so/s im wheesinghs falen kdhs

time you cried: really cried??? january on a thursday aka last month i broke down in school djhhsjh schools the place i cry the most i couldnt go through one month without breaking downdjhdhs every year i have 2 cry there at least once apparently jesushdjs

have you ever:

dated someone twice: i havent even dated anyone once

been cheated on: see above

kissed someone and regretted it: see above

lost someone special: immmdmfmmdkks i guess not? in terms of friends they were special but not anymore so i guess that doesnt count

been depressed: nope

been drunk and thrown up: in this house we only drink water

in the past year have you:

made a new friend: heck yeah? i made so many good pals after revamping this blog im so happie :( 

fallen out of love: no lol i stopped having this crush on this person at the end of 2016 best decision of my life

laughed until you cried: one too many times but i cant remember any ;-/ 

met someone who changed you: falen?? but everyone has an effect on mehjd 

found out who your true friends are: well . yeah

found out someone was talking about you: idk i dont rememberjhdhjhs i dont care enough

general:

how many people on tumblr do you know in real life?: only karissa and she doenst even use tumblr much ;-/ 

do you have any pets?: i wish i did D: but not now.. jsjd maybe when im out of this country/place

do you want to change your name?: ifjkksj not rly..??????? i just hated it for a while when i was younger bc i didnt like the nicknames that came with my namejhddh

what time did you wake up this morning: 11am fuck my life

what were you doing last night: giffing :D and then i gave up bc it started messing up so i went to bed

name something you cannot wait for: school to start bc im excited since its a whole new jhhdhsh thng? but im also terrified im learning physics theres a reason why i took biology instead man my course is called biotechnology nothhjjhhjjhsjhhf physics dont interact 

have you ever talked to a person named tom?: the only tom i know is tom from tom and jerry

what’s getting on your nerves right now: the gifs 

blood type: a emoji

nickname: when ging said her answer i lost my mind how many of you arent using ur real names tf... does ging stand for ginger also this question is about me hold onfjdhhhjshd uh egg and meggan i guess? nutfucker toojhdjhhjdh bc that was my ig name so irl ppl would call me that and embarrass me thanks or just nut because of that username too

relationship status: never dated thank god

zodiac sign: capricorn sun and taurus moon im the .optimum dirt call me soil hdjsh also i showed ayesha my chart and she lost her mind saying the reason why i say oh worm so much is bc im like 50% earth i couldnt stop laughing tumblr install a filter search function in chats i need to dig that up 

pronouns: she/her

favorite show: haikyuu i aint gonna stop loving u bitch

college: idk what this means either im not gonna tell yall my school im gonna be doing biotechnology tho trust me i dont know what the fuck that course is about im a fool all i know is that it has to do with cells [changkyun voice] well its cells

hair color: black but i like to think its brown

do you have a crush on someone: crushes and the whole. love game is cursed 

what do you like about yourself: i learn... from my mistakes i guess idk also im generally friendly .         ...

firsts:

first surgery: none

first piercing: none im a [redacted] 

first sport you joined: fucking. golf or swimming or tennis i used to be all about sports now i just. walk 

first vacation: probably malaysia

first pair of sneakers: converse which i used to deem as clown shoes ... now all i wear are converse dkhhdshj

right now:

eating: amylase 

drinking: nothing i need to drink water im thirsty hold on stay hydrated if ur reading this drink some water

i’m about to: pee i need to go, 

listening to: spotify ad time hates me. ill go back to this later oh wait this isnt a spotify ad anymore scavenger by finish ticket who r they? idk either my friend recommends me songs and theyre good but by bands ive never heard of

want kids: no iwnt animals

get married: marriage ? sounds phake

career: ive been saying this since 2016 but farmer

which is better:

lips or eyes: i hate myself i read lips and thought of l** m*nhyuk ;-/ singularity’s impact! and nojhhsjjhdh idk? fucking both i guess ??????? i dont look at peoples faces often

hugs or kisses: depends on the kiss but i love huggingjdhjhd i dont think. id be able to hug certain people tho? which is weird im fine with likejhdhjsjh hugging this person (usually happens when we’re watching movies bc djdkjjs im a [redacted] again so i have to hide my eyes) but i cant imagine myself.. hugging my other friendshjhdh??? idk itd be awkward ig 

shorter or taller: taller ! love me that height if ur below 165 cm dont talk to me

older or younger: older ???? or my age idk 

romantic or spontaneous: spontaneous im always like this with my friendsjhfhjhdh me: hey lets walk there instead my friends: ready tof ucking kill me

sensitive or loud: a ? a mediudndjs like... an in between 

hookup or relationship: preferably nothing but relationship of coursehjhd

troublemaker or hesitant: an inbetween jjdshjshd?? idk shit lads

have you ever:

kissed a stranger: nope

drank hard liquor: drank sparkling water once it counts 

lost contacts/glasses: no im so blind they always have to be on my fucking face 

sex on first date: sex never . 

broken someone’s heart: yeah but when i was kid so it probably didnt mean much 

been arrested: iddjsh i was gonna joke but i cant think of anything so no

turned someone down: jhdhhdjs yeah but mostly like hangouts?? hdjhd not like dates and shit 

fallen for a friend: let me think the first girl i liked wasnt a friend but when we became friends i was like o womrie nvm but she did help me realize im Not straight as did tumblr which even tho i constantly insult it helped me a lot fjdhjhs but my two crushes after were on my friends ;-/ my first crush unfortunately on a guyddhhs wasnt my friend either tho damn now u guys know my whole backstory :D

do you believe:

in yourself: sometimes bitch has 2 get those grades man

miracles: yes you (love live) please come home........ ... .... 

love at first sight: dam. was gonna talk abt anime again but hjhdhshj no ? i guess not maybe like wow ur attractive at first sight but thats it

if u read until the end thank u ur the realest have a good day!!!!!

[chickenfetus]

HI!!! i like to request ALL of the flowery asks! btw i LOVE ur blog and maybe u????? idk 🌸🌸 (jk i love u alot)

who is this????????/ under cut bc i get rambly 

azalea: what’s one word that describes you?

lame lmao

baby’s breath: what did you want to be when you were a kid?

honestly? my answer’s like yours jen because i wanted to be an astronaut but also a vet and then a few years later i wanted to be something else of a whole different profession but now i know what reality is like and i have no clue what i wanna be whoops

begonia: are you a messy or clean person?

i hate seeing my desk/workspace be messy but i cant bring myself to clean it up either???? bc im lazy 

bleeding heart: has your heart ever been broken?

hMMMMm mmm idk i dont think so

bluebell: do you drink tea or coffee?

i drink tea more than i drink coffee but i drink water more than i drink tea i drink water like. everyday lmao obviously but i drink a lot of water its my brand now

buttercup: what are five things that make you apologetically happy?

what does this mean why is the word apologetically there i cancelled it lmao no negativity in this house

my favorite people (u know who + my friends)

when people answer my anon asks and . they respond with a long reply/seem really happy responding thats my fav fam

this is getting real anime but when i get an UR/4* from scouting 

finding an anime/manga/book that perfectly suits my taste

im very tempted to just say water bc idk what else 2 say 

calla: what’s your favorite book?

ive only read 3 whole books this year but i recommend all of them 

challenger deep - neal shusterman (i could go on about this book for days honestly its so interesting and even though its told by the same person it has two kind of perspectives because there are two settings, that didnt make sense but this book is my new favorite)

see you in the cosmos - jack cheng (i love this one too because its just so warm? made me a little emo but its really good and i love how unique it is, text type wise)

a monster calls - patrick ness (this was something i heard from my school first so i didnt know if i really wanted to get it but its actually pretty good?) 

carnation: what are your five most played songs?

i cant really check using the music app bc i added the songs at different timings so itll be inaccurate ill just do most played song from each band/group

again - astro (this is their best song dont @ me)

letting go - day6

all in/stuck - monsta x

death by a strawberry - dance gavin dance

check yes juliet - we the kings

chrysanthemum: what are you afraid of?

i may not b a child but im still afraid of the dark bc my imagination is wild im also afraid of bugs and disappointing others nice oh shit im also afraid of asking for things

daffodil: what’s your astrological sign?

capricorn 

dahlia: what’s your favorite band?

this question was made for me its day6

daisy: which ‘friends’ character do you relate to the most?

ive never watched friends 

dandelion: are you an extrovert or an introvert?

in between!!!!!

geranium: how has your day been?

its been good!!! i managed to ask my mum 2 take me to hair place so i can get it cut finally and im working on updating my tumblr pages and doing all my tags

hydrangea: what’s your dream job?

pass

iris: who’s your celebrity crush?

pass

lavender: what’s one of the best gifts you’ve ever received?

oH FUCK FAM my friends got me a kermit toy for my birthday i lvoe it 2 dEATH

lily: what’s something you’ve achieved that you’re really proud of?

i got first in my class once wow amazing that was 2 years ago i wish i was as good as the me from 2 years ago 

marigold: what would you like to do more of, but don’t ?

well i want 2 b more hardworking but guess thats too late

morning glory: are you an early bird or a night owl?

now that school is over and i have no reason to wake up early ive become neither which is saddening because... i like waking up at 7am on weekends and doing things early but now i wake up at like 9-10am and i still sleep at 11pm  

orchid: what’s the last movie you saw?

i really dont remember?? maybe uh guardians of the galaxy?? i dont remember who i watched it with and when but it was good actually i remember who i watched it with nvm 

pansy: do you believe in love at first sight?

i dont really believe in romantic love anymore 

peony: what does your url mean?

chicken fetus means an egg

periwinkle: what are you thankful for?

god get ready folks im gonna go on my biggest boxy rant ever...

so boxy is my friend who ive been mutuals for over a year and our first common interest is love live and haikyuu so we had that to talk about but im bad at keeping conversations with ppl on tumblr so that ended quickly but earlier this year or late last year i made a twitter and told people on here about it and she followed me and i didnt really mind/pay attention to the stuff she posted/rted uNTIL. until that fateful day... june 25th... at like 8pm? she rted a pic of mister brian kang with dumb minion glasses on and ok maybe i do believe in love at first sight? bc wow!!!!! whos this dumbass with minion glasses and the fluffiest hair ??? so i slide into boxy’s dm.. expecting an explanation and she gives me a good one saying how brians from a band (i would later find out), day6 and im not a fan of kpop, never have been.. ive only watched like some kpop mvs bc i love my friends so i expect myself to listen to them and get over them as soon as im done. boxy my friend, bless HER she sends me all of their mvs from congratulations to i smile and i watch the first one - i smile and me? i start smiling and i can feel myself getting excited because holy fuck theyre a band! they play fucking instruments??? and at this point im already whipped then i move onto how can i say and that shit blew my mind let me tell you.. so because of boxy... i get to where i am now, proudly stanning 3 groups and if it were not for her i wouldve never gotten into mx as well... boxy is just?? really important to me her impact is just that great?? so im super!! sUPER thankful for her and i dont think she’ll ever see this but boxy i love u thank u so much!! boxy gave me more than one reason to live, and not just exist?? without her i wouldve never been able to make so many (like 2 but hEY) new friends and this probably got so long idk im just really thankful for boxy thank u lord for blessing us with boxy (@/youngkwhom on twitter) (kittenma on tumblr) i hope shes happy forever and i also hope she has good days for the rest of her life?? boxy deserves it i lvoe u boxy

petunia: where were you ten years ago?

10 years ago i was like 6 probably watching pokemon or some shit and getting glasses

poinsettia: where would you like to be in ten years?

dead thanks

poppy: what’s your online persona?

i dont understad the meaning of persona but an egg?????? 

rose: who’s the last person you spent quality time with?

all my classmates in an exam hall for 2 hours, quality time indeed

snapdragon: what are your goals?

pass

sunflower: what’s your favorite quote?

i think i had one before but i forgot so maybe it wasnt my favourite lol idk i dont have one now

tulip: if you had three wishes, what would you wish for?

for all of my favourite people to be happy forever

a good future

i want astro, mx and day6 to get an award for all of their hardwork thanks

violet: what’s one thing most people don’t know about you?

i was gonna say smth negative but lets not hm m m i? ?? ill put smth irl ppl probably dont know either uh hhh i guess?? that i eat a lot?? but also get full really quickly but then really hungry right after that idk thanks digestion

zinnia: do you believe in magic?

no ????/ idk is there any evidence that magic exists 

JEN !!! thank u so much for asking even tho u probably asked just to get back at me but this was still fun ask memes will never get boring bro,. i love u and i hope u have a good evening also i love ur blog too moon anon probably already told u

to anyone who actually bothered reading through this mess - thank you and i hope you have a good day/night too!!

[soobadnoonecanstopher]

How did you get into writing fanfiction? Did you write before you started writing fanfiction? And how/when did you become an exo fan? Ayeeee sorry for so many questions! :P Just curious and love your work!

Ooooo this feels like an interview! Ill put a read more link because it will be long.

I’ll start with the EXO question because that was the catalyst to all of this. I wasn’t an EXO fan until 2015. Prior to that i was a fan of Big Bang though, i watched a ton of korean dramas, like seriously a ton and my vision went bad because of it, but thats another blog post. So after Answer Me 1997/Reply 1997 i became a huge fan of Seo In Guk and followed his work. His singing and his acting and i was super excited about this drama called I Remember You/Hello Monster that he was going to be in.

Well i was already on Tumblr and since i was a BigBang fan, i followed some blogs that reblogged a lot of kpop so i was AWARE of exo, and i even remember seeing that one post about “when d.o. Smiles it happens slowly and his lips tremble at first before he smiles wide” and i was just thinking “man, this fandom…” anyway i knew that kristaolu had just left and things were a bit shaky in the group and that one of them was an actor and was doing some dramas. I didnt pay too much attention until i started watching I Remember You/Hello Monster and this guy is on the screen and he looks just like any other actor yet the fucking VikiComments are going NUTS. Like they are just moving so fast about “OMO he looks so good” and “My babyyyyy” and im just like ‘wtf who is this guy?’ And then i see the word 'exo’ and then 'kyungsoo’ and i think OH this must be the EXO member who is also an actor.

Well….fucking welll….this fucker…fucking do kyungsoo is so amazing in this drama. And he’s only in it in the beginning and in small flashes throughout but he left an impression with his acting long before i ever heard a single EXO song. Long before i heard him singing for real.

Of course i resisted. It was awful. I had my mind full of Big Bang and i didnt have time for anther group and there were SO MANY MEMBERS i think it took me months to be able to tell the difference between Sehun and Luhan and it only really stuck because Luhan left.

So i gave in and went to youtube and i watched Growl and i had already become familiar with Xiumin’s face for some reason, i guess he really just stands out so i was watching him closely beause i recognized him and in my head he was the face of EXO. If i saw Xiumin then i knew that this group of a million people was EXO. So that part in Growl where the camera pans and D.O. Comes in with his part singing….that one single line. That one part was what did it. I paused the video, went back. Watched it again. And then again and again and i felt something realllllly fucking stupid inside my chest and i said “this is the actor…this is that same person. Wtf. Hes got the best voice ive heard in a really long time.” Of course I was this calm. Im always this calm when im dying inside.

Okay so i started following some EXO blogs and watching a whole bunch of videos and by the time i got around to watching all of EXO showtime, i was pretty much falling very hard for this group. They were funny. They were talented as fuck. They were charming and i was a goner. The moment when Kyungsoo left Luhan behind in the haunted house was the kicker. I was in love. Completely and totally and hopelessly in love and there was no going back.

Okay now as far as writing. I wrote a lot in school. I actually REALLY REALLY enjoyed those 10k research papers were you had to cite your sources and be all informative, and i always got good grades on them. But i also read a lot. A lot of books , a lot of fiction and I read a ton of Big Bang fanfiction. I still have my favorites from that time that I Remember very very fondly but I never really came across smut. Hahaha i dont know why but i didnt. Until EXO…because holy shit you guys….this fandom….

Anyway i was aware of fanfiction and i always loved reading and when you find a really good story regardless of it being a book or a fanfiction you kind of just become one with that story and it becomes almost a part of your soul….i was searching for that perfect exo story.

I never wrote creatively prior to Feb 2016 when i started this blog. I knew english well and i understood the general flow of a story but i was under the impression that i wasnt a good creative writer. I dont know why i had this impression but honestly i had never had enough motivation to give it a try.

But i had this idea in my head. This story that i wanted to read but i couldnt quite find anything that fit the bill and so i submitted a request to a fanfiction blog that took requests and got nothing. No response or rejection, nothing, just silence for weeks and weeks and finally i thought “wait, why am i waiting for this…i should just write it” so i sat down and i wrote the first story i ever wrote and called it Buzz and i thought “this is smut, i cant post this to my main blog….i have people there who know me in real life. Hehehe” and so i quickly created a side blog and the first thing that popped into my head was “sobadnoonecanstopher” but it was taken and i added an extra o for kyungsoo and it was available and the rest is fucking history. You guys came and were like “hey this is pretty good? Is this really your first story?” And everyone was nice and sweet and someone was all “can i make a request” and then i wrote “And There She Is” the sehun story and that one really seemed to take off and people were crying (wtf) and i just kept going. And now look at all of you....who ARE you people?!

Sorry this is so long. Bwahaha

[thediabeteschronicles]

the meaning of life

oh life, where art thou. funny im back after a few years. like im drunk texting an ex but probably more healthy than actually being drunk and actually texting an ex. I’m one and a half months away from 4 years without a drink of alcohol (unless you count that time i accidentally coughed while gurgling mouthwash that was terrible). pretty safe to say that by now im firmly set in my decision to never drink again. in fact its been so long that ive started to understand things about myself that i didnt realize before, things that may have drove me to drinking the way that i did. you cant really say this to alcoholics because they think that theyre like everyone else but theres nothing wrong with drinking on its own. some people are great at it responsible, moderation, plan ahead and all of that stuff and then you have the “atleast im not puking in the gutter” crowd wich is very much where i was, puking in the gutter that is. im a very introverted person, it takes way more to unlock me than it should take a normal person. drinking seemingly did away with that. cool new friends who liked me, something to do every weekend, people to be with, i had absolutely no idea what i was doing, and in fact i still dont. its probably pretty safe to say that i completely replaced drinking with Magic The Gathering. who saw that coming lol. in my haze of insecurity and low self esteem lately ive sort of looked at that as a bad thing, like i could be doing more for myself like something more productive with my time. but ive started to appreciate what it means to actually be involved in that game. without realizing it it gives me somewhere to be, people to be around, and a healthy hobby to focus my mental energies on, even if im not the best of best im kind of... not there to win all the time as much as im there just to have somewhere to be. i have a little 5 year old nephew. im so glad he has never or will never see me drunk and out of it. a kid is funny. many people have many opinions on the subject. on the surface they can seem like way more than anyone could ever want to deal with. but there are things i cant explain. i cant explain that feeling when you look at a little guy chewing food for instance... i took him to costco the other day with his gramma, my mom, and i waited in line for a membership and i looked over and hes just sitting there chunching his pizza down with his little head just turning everywhere just looking at everything and all i can think is what is his little brain doing right now how does he process this what does he think.  or when hes watching something on tv and starts laughing uncontrolably something happens to me that fascination of his sense of humor his molding into a little person that thinks things are funny, oh my god he talks hecka good now. he asks the tough questions like if santa brought me gifts why where they wrapped in gift wrap that i see in your room LOL, i felt like when i get pulled over and the cop finds weed and asks if ive smoked in the last 24 hours im like um ,noooooooooo.... little guy is also a very large part of where my mental energies go, even though i mentioned magic first lol. being a 90′s kid so very still connected to what childhood was in those times for me, im driven to sort of give him something similar. im at the helm sort of, of making his little universe the coolest it can be. i get to be the uncle that gives him that extra peice of candy or lets him stay up past his bedtime till he passes out or buys him the cool toys he sees on commercials. the sense of responsibility to provide for him is a very good energy to have in my life. even though he isnt all the way mine he is like one or two steps down from being mine lol. you can say what you will about kids, maybe you dont want to have them but i do see now what those parents say when they say that people without kids dont understand, they dont understand that the shitty parts of having to deal with kids are no less shitty but theres is a greater force at work there, something that fills a void. something greater than you is happening at that moment, someone is fully and completely dependent on you to make sure they dont die. this force has helped me. like fuck my self diagnosed depression fuck the way i feel i cant do anything for anybody, i could never have him look at me and say hey can we do this and have me be like naw man im all bummed out im just gonna lay down. things havent been all the way peachy but to cover everything that happened since the last time i blogged would take 12 other blogs the size of this one. that being said i got an offer to move to wyoming and actually almost took it until i told my BFF about it and he quickly got me a job lol. i am so lucky to have that friend and im so klucky to have this job now. literally the convo went hey man shits rough probly move to wyoming friend can get me a job there and hes like what you need a job heres one lol. im not religious or anything but my grampa told me, Mijito a job is a gift from god. but ive evolved past my rabbid preachy atheism (in person) to realize that in his day religion was a powerful force and the economic situation he had in his life was probably very different to mine but what he meant was yo grandson a good job is a very good thing. in his day jobs were laborous and demanding, i sit at a desk answer phones and type on a computer and do math problems... lucky doesent begin to describe it. the road is still bumpy like it is paved with stone. ive seen the third world in the flesh ive smelled it ive felt it ive heard it ive tasted it ive touched it. ive had to read reports of cartel shootings lootings and burnings where my mom is from. ive driven from here to mexico along the way you see the poverty you see the despair you see the gap, but you also see the hospitality you also see people driven to do anything for a little change, kids selling candy on the street trying to clean your windshields trying to hustle anything up. kids my nephews age younger even. we have one shot, and the roll of the dice put me where so many would wish to be in life. compassion and understanding must be the attitude held in life. we must strive to appreaciate what we have because its all we have and we are all in this together. to quote pops from Luke Cage’s tv show, always forward, forward always.