#phyisical touch

[docwritesshit]

can I request either lmk, rottmnt, or hh x reader? you can choose which one and what character 👍 (also, have a good day/afternoon/night :])

PLEASE IVE BEEN DYING FOR A ROTTMNT REQ

We are ignoring that’s it’s midnight where I am, so a little unhinged cause haha… sleep evades me

You’re getting Ralph cause he’s a sweet boy

Raph x Reader Dating HCs!

Leo set you two up.

Legit just texted you both an SOS from the park and say back with popcorn

Raph was none too pleased to get a thumbs up emoji with good luck following it but oh well

You two got to talking and things clicked

However it drove the rest of the boys mad when Raph wanted to take his time to court you before dating you

Then Mickey took it in his own hands with Christmas in July and inviting you down to the lair for a party

With a strategically placed mistletoe, sparks flew and now you’re official!

He is the absolute biggest cuddler. You cannot convince me otherwise

Adores how his hoodies swallow you up. He will get an even bigger one so you both can cuddle up in it

KING KING KING OF PHYISICAL TOUCH I WIL DIE ON THIS HILL

Shares his plushies with you. Be honored.

If you get him a plushie, spray some of your cologne/ perfume. He will melt

Favorite dates are picnics.

I feel like he’s a good cook, so he’ll ask you to taste test some things and cook your cravings

You said you were craving some lasagna a few days ago? Oh here’s a seven layered one that’ll give you days of food

Leo teases the two of you a lot.

Raph just chunks a pillow at him and it makes him go WEEEEE

I feel like you two wear those tap brackets that vibrate the other one when you tap them-

Compliment his face. Do it. He will bawl.

That’s all :3

[happynewyear-99]

Any lampert headcannons?

Lampert was a product made by a (now-bankrupt) company, advertised as an intelligent companion that could preform any (non-law breaking) action with no problem and incredible precision. He could do complex math, do the dishes, clean your house, maybe even read you a bedtime story. He could do it all. Within the advertisements, it was stated that he was programmed with some form of sentience (it was basic GPT-powered machine learning, nothing that crazy honestly), and was made to be "incredibly emotional" to relate with people on a more personal level. He was made with metal and wires, silicone covering his metal casing to allow comfortable phyisical touch, but fret not! He was also programmed to clean off any dirt from his dust-collecting skin to keep him looking fresh! And to not ruin any physical contact, he was made to automatically turn that very feature off for that period of time kn which you are in contact with him. Sounded perfect on paper! And apparently, they had only managed to make one model before going bankrupt due to low supply and demand. People did not like the idea of a machine-learning robot spying on them and learning from their every move as they also did not trust the company behind Lampert to put the data to good use. And the robot uprising. In the end, Lampert was left disassembled in a box in some alleyway, never to be seen again. In action or otherwise.

At least, not until Kasper came to that exact alleyway after taking a few shortcuts to his apartment. When he found a box that big and heavy, he was driven by morbid curiosity to open the box and see what was inside. Hell, it could be deadly, but at least he'll die in the coolest way ever, probably. After opening the box and assembling the mysterious thing while following instructions within the safety of his apartment, Lampert was plugged in to the computer with the intention of getting possibly reprogrammed. I mean, what else was was he supposed to do with a robot? He's fine without a companion, and the possibilties for this hunk of metal were endless! While Kasper was away to get some much needed rest, something happened to Lampert. An unexplainable, almost divine force had granted the machine human-like sentience. In fact, this force was so strong, that it brought Lampert to life.

[satsuha]

2, 6, 11, 12, 26, and 30 for temehika? :D

thanks for the ask! it's just under the cut because it's long

2. Any sleep habits either had to get used to?

i like to think hikari curls up and seeks warmth when he's asleep, so temenos was surprised when he does this for the first time especially because it's much more physical intimacy than hikari usually initiates when he's awake. temenos is a light sleeper and avoids sleep if he can help it, so if and whenever hikari wakes up in the middle of the night, he almost always finds temenos awake first...

6. When did they realize they loved each other?

i think it was very gradual for both of them... temenos is someone who distances himself from others and hikari similarly keeps everyone at the same "friend" level without really going beyond that (even with kazan, someone he's known for many years, he only acknowledges that kazan may be hiding something from him but leaves it at that until it blows up in his face) i think it may have been a "don't realize what you have until it's gone" kind of moment for both of them, with temenos realizing how much he cares about hikari when the mei castle bridge falls while hikari probably doesn't register it until after they've parted ways. i feel like they spent a lot of downtime together because hikari's a good listener to temenos' yapping and temenos prefers someone he can have a calmer conversation with, so i think they'd feel each other's absence more over time. then again these aren't like set headcanons because i like playing around with different ways their relationship began lol

11. Which member is more physically affectionate?

neither of them are big on pda, but in private i think hikari would be slightly more into phyisical intimacy. both of them are pretty touch starved because hikari's mother died early and jorg doesn't seem like someone who'd be physically intimate with his kids, but i think while temenos grew up being completely not used to physical contact and so doesn't consciously crave it, hikari is more likely to seek out physical comfort because it's something he misses

12. Which member is more verbally affectionate?

also hikari... he's a lot more honest with his words, and while he might beat around the bush instead of outright saying "i love you", i think he's a lot more comfortable voicing his affections. i know this is another question but no one's asked it so... what is temenos' love language you ask. acts of service and quality time obviously sjkghsjks with how duty-bound he feels to his dead family i think he feels like the only way he can show his love is by dedicating his life to their cause...

26. How do they comfort each other?

while temenos doesn't initiate a lot of physical contact, i think he's more than happy to provide it when he feels like hikari needs it... i like to think their mere presence comforts each other because it feels like just knowing they're there for each other says more than they could with words. i think something that's really special with them is how much they can communicate with each other with so few words, and just being there to support each other is enough

30. What is their favorite place to kiss the other? (Cheek, hand, closed eyelid, neck, nose, etc.)

temenos: forehead obviously... lol hikari is at the perfect height and his curtain bangs(??) are just asking for it hikari: lips because he's just straightforward like that hehe also i think temenos always tends to kiss him in other spots so hikari just goes straight for the kill i mean kiss

[mikasa-imadebiscults]

I want my match from jjk too pls pla plssss!!! I will love u 4 ever I swear! and I'll be rly happy pleasee take my request !🐁🐁🐁🫀

so I'm 19 old ,153 cm tall(don't laugh pls) I have dark brown simi curly hair abd dark briwn wide big eyes and a baby face + I'm brown (Ah I'm not a pick me I'm tryin to be presice ) ummm I'm so talkative and annoying I don't judge anyone cuz frankly Idgaf . I hate ppl I'm an extrover tho I like to spend time w my close friends+ I hate havibg big friebds group

I'm sarcastic,funny,kind but don't show it just act on it ( cuz I want too not that I'm too kind) not much of a Sympathetic ah and I love my truma! Make me funny yay!

I don't talk about my feelings and I can't cry I hate looking weak ( cuz I think I'm from the inside) but I get hurt easily

I hate asking for help I'd rather do it myself + I don't beed pol yet I want someone who will be by me whatever happend or I do . umm yeah my love lanhuage is phyisical touch abd tge ithers ( words of sth and quality time) and about reseaving I want phyisical touch mostly * ofc w the others( am I greedy? Will anyway)

I'm a virgo and my mbti is entp( pls don't cancel ppl w same mbti as me when u choose!) oh + ppl say I'm rly wierd and still shocked for at least couple of months after meeting me but wierd in an interesting way

sorry Ik it's a lor but pleasssee!🍓🍓🍓🍓🍉🍉🍉🍉👾👾👾👾👾 ag If it's more tgen obe can u say em all

(HEHEHE WOW YOU’RE REALLY EXCITED- Anyways I hope you enjoy this!!)

I match you with..

Gojo Satoru

- You guys always have something to talk about. Conversations with you two never ever gets boring.

- He tries to convince you to get a bigger friend group but if you really hate it that much then he’ll respect that.

- He will be there with you through everything no matter what obstacles you have to go through, he may not be the greatest at using his words but he tries. He makes up for it by giving you lots and lots of physical affection.

- Whenever he sees you he likes to sneak up on you and scare you (then he’ll act like it’s the funniest thing ever)

- If you’re being sarcastic, he likes to jokingly mock you with the biggest smirk on his face.

- Tries to help you to express your feelings to him more because he doesn’t want you to suffer all alone.

- Let’s say if you somehow twisted your ankle or something he’ll be taking care of you. For example, carrying you places, getting you whatever food you want, etc.

- He loves your funny personality so much and it becomes an intense competition on who can be the funniest.

Masterlist

[somethingclevermahogony]

Happy WBW! What's the harshest part of your world? Be it a place, a law, something character-created or otherwise, what is just HARSH?

I'm not quite sure what I would say is the absolute harshest part of my world, after all slavery, famine, disease, and warfare all run rampant. So I'll pick something unique to Kobani.

Sagecraft and its effect on the body:

While humans can not use magic in and of themselves, certain humans, namely sages and seers, can communicate with spirits and access their magical potential. As such while a sage cannot manipulate their own magical energies they may act as a conduit for the magic of spirits.

The relationship between sage and spirit is a diplomatic one, built on negotiation and sacrifice. Thus the role of the sage is to plead to these spirits, to offer them gifts and boons, often in the form of their own vitality, and even at times their physical well-being in exchange for the spirits' magical power. The intensity of the effect which a sage can produce is reliant on both the fortitude of the sage and the powers of the spirit. In most cases, the greater the act of magic, the higher the toll the sage must pay. It is not unheard of for overzealous sages to kill themselves while attempting energy intensive feats of magic.

Spirit-Rot is a common illness among sages, and seers in particular, it is caused by the repeated weakening of the bonds between the phyisical and spiritual self caused by repeated use of magic. This often first presents as a loss of basic sensations, numbness in the hands. Blindness, deafness, and an inability to detect physical touch often follow. In extreme and fatal cases, a sage may starve or die from dehydration due to a disconnect between bodily sensation and mental awarness.

In much more violent, but far quicker incidents, it is not unheard of for sages to combust, explode, or otherwise die in sudden and gruesome ways due to poor control of the borrowed energies.

Magic in general and the reliance on spirits often takes a harsh toll on sages, both mentally and physically, the average sage will die 20 years earlier than the average farmer in Kishetal. 45 is considered elderly for a sage.

[avianurges]

starbucks job vs phobia of saliva who will win.....

[shsl-gay-nurse]

just got in trouble for being rude to a child besties ✌

[believerinspencerreid]

The amount of love I hold for this adorable furbaby is immeasurable

I love when castiel kisses and cuddles me he's so adorable

[thedandelion-writer]

hello hello! i luv ur blog omg <3

if its not toooo much trouble.. could u do some hcs for ganyu, albedo, and hu tao comforting their partner after a bad day? (also if ur ok with it a platonic one for klee comforting her sibling figure >>)

i. got a concussion from getting hit with a baseball today NAHSHSH so i am Not having a great time and just. wanted some of my favs bein soft bc i love them quite a lot <33 thank u for ur time! much love <333

❝bad days❞

Pairings: Ganyu x gn!reader, Albedo x gn!reader, Hu Tao x gn!readee, Klee x platonic!sibling figure

A/N: Woah- I hope you're okay?? And it's no trouble at all, I made sure to include lots of fluff for you, so that it'll made today at least a little better! Take care of yourself please anon >-<

Ganyu would notice your mood right away

Whether you'd show it subtly or not

The thing is, she's not entirely sure what to do

Although for her, comforting > cheering up

She'd ask if you wanted to talk about it, and would actually listen without complaint even if you ranted for hours on end, work could come later when her s/o is in distress

Your head on her lap, as you told her everything that went wrong, Ganyu's fingers delicately patting your head all the while

After you let it all out, you admitedly felt a lot better

"Sleeping always helps," she'd suggest.

And you two would just take a nap together in the afternoon sunlight

This was if you were emotionally or even mentally down. If you were somehow hurt phyisically she'd fuss over you all day, though trying not to ask too many questions for fear of being annoying

Ganyu would sort of look like she had something to say, but didn't know how to express it

She then made sure to get a name out of you in the most un-suspiscious way as possible so she could tax the hell out of them later (if it was a monster, let's just say they'd be sent right back to the ice age)

Albedo, often fixated on his experiments, would realistically not know about your horrible day until you told him about it

"What happened?" or "What's wrong starlight?" would probably be his go-to phrases

He's would be in between comforting and cheering up, because his way of doing one would more or less result in the other

"I saw some lovely terrain earlier while painting, would you like to go with me to see it once more?"

And of course you don't turn down the offer. Pretty things always helped to lift moods and just seeing him after a crappy day had helped you feel better

Attempting to take your mind off things, Albedo would talk about any recent experiments he thought were interesting, or anything he was particularly proud of to discover

You could talk to him as well if you wanted to, he'd lend you an ear anytime, but I feel like Albedo's response to things would be way too logical leaving you a little confused at times

Before leaving to return back to the city, he hands you a leather bound book.

Inside it were pages upon pages filled with pressed flowers, and even leaves that you don't normally see.

"They're non-toxic," he assured you, just in case you were wondering. "I have been meaning to give this to you, today gave me the perfect opportunity."

You beamed in thanks, already forgetting what was it that brought you down earlier.

Another scenario would be that you somehow got hurt, and that was why you're mood was less than stellar

Anybody who hurt you would be turned to dust think twice about hurting the chief alchemist's lover next time

Hu Tao doesn't want you to dwell on the fact you had a bad day

Cheering up >>>> Comforting

"Bad days are normal! What counts is what you do about it after. When working in the business of death, I know lots of ways to lift one's gloom~"

She'll take you to either prank people with her, laughing like idiots afterwards

Or catching butterflies!

Such frivolous activities would surely help

"Let's see who can catch the most butterflies!" Hu Tao grinned, straightening her hat in form of a challenging gesture.

"Ohh you're on," you returned, playfully sticking out your tongue.

She planned on letting you win, but didn't have to because you did it all on your own

When your legs started getting tired, and your lungs out of breath, you both sat atop the grassy plain to set the butterflies free, admiring their colorful wings sparkling against the sun

Looking at your smile, Hu Tao triumphantly said,"see, I told you I could turn your frown upside down!"

For the physically hurt part, medicine had never been her forte

But any enemies who dared touch you would be incinerated into ash, and any human who did would earn a free coffin from the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor ^^

Klee hated seeing you upset

In fact, she hated it so much she made it a mission to cheer you up

As someone early into her years, she always wondered what it was that made grown ups sometimes...unsmiley

With Jean's permission, and promising not to bomb anything and anyone, she practically dragged you out to bury some newfound treasure

She let you pick the spots and everything <3

It was really hard for the after-effects of a bad day linger after spending time with a literal ball of sunshine

If it was an injury that tainted you mood, then Klee would help you dress them with surprisingly gentle hands

"When I went with Master Jean to Liyue, I met this girl named Qiqi! She always said to clean the wound first...then bandage it," she stuck her tongue out in concentration.

And although the wrappings were sloppy, it was the thought that counted.

"Then we kiss the boo boo better!"

That definitely made the pain go away

You thanked the archons for such a sweet little sister

Oh and of course, she'd totally bomb the bad guys who caused you any pain

What? Don't look at her like that, Jean allowed it!

[pixxyofice]

I agree that Vee would love to do phyisical contact, but I also think that she would be quite jumpy when is unexpected or she is distracted, because, you know, trauma.

I feel like, while Vee very much enjoys all the occult stuff of her gf, she would also enjoy just doing "normal" things together, maybe mostly because camp was her first human experience, and she would like all the things that are safe in the Human Realm but dangerous in the Boiling Isles

oh yeah, vee has to be the one initiating most of the physical contact because otherwise, unexpected physical touch would definitely activate her trauma. otherwise... quality time!

Vee loves doing things with her girlfriend! that could definitely be another of her love languages- doing normal things that are just safe in the human realm is so nice... and dahlia is glad to do normal things with her

[gamedrawin]

just an answer for the one who asked how is it possible that alastor's shadow can be phyisical, laukis didn't invented it (or it wasn't coluntary) because in the official episode, when alastor sing, we can see the shadow touching him so it's normal that the shadow can be physical

Music please:

 Let’s get PHYSICAL! PHYSICAL!

[alexwritesfiction]

Random not so factual fact:

The answer to ‘what exists, but you cannot hear, see, smell, taste or touch it?’ Has two answers

Abstract nouns

And

nuclear radiation

(My phyisics teacher told me to stop be philosophical in a physics lesson and to stop getting english and physics mixed up :’D but it’s so hard to not confuse them)

whoa 🤯🤯 i knew about abstract nouns but i didn’t know nuclear radiation was also abstract? i knew it and didn’t know at the same time XD.

Also, your physics teacher sounds so cool! mine would just have told me i was disrupting the class 🤷🏻‍♀️

thanks , kayla :D

- violet

[bigfan-fanfic]

Bruce x asexual!batdad?

Bruce is totally loving to an asexual batdad. There is still lots of phyisical intimacy because Bruce is touch starved and cuddly, but otherwise he respects batdad no matter his stance on sex. 

[leahxx129]

The Last Descendant (Sam Winchester x Reader) pt.5/Final Chapter

Disclaimer: Tumblr is being weird again so if you’re using the app, the ‘Keep Reading’ cut off line may not be visible inspite of the fact that I always insert one.

Hi everyone! I originally planned on posting this on Friday but your girl is a busy bee and had some personal stuff to take care of. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy the final part to this story, I had lots of fun writing it.

Summary to pt.5: You’ve managed to win a battle against Michael in the woods, but the war is not over just yet. He’s powerful - more than anyone you’ve ever encountered - but you also have some aces up your sleeve.  

Warnings: slight cursing, character death

Word count: 2.140-ish

PART 1.  PART 2.  PART 3.  PART 4.

As the angels have disappeared, the force holding you flat against the trees dissipates, causing you all to fall to your knees. The first thing you realize when you get up is that there’s only three of you left – Kaia’s taken off without prior notice. Your blood runs cold for a minute but then you find the spear in the tall grass where you threw it. Sam makes sure everyone is well enough to travel and following Jody’s suggestion, you drive to her place.

It’s already dark when you pull up in her driveway. Neither you nor Sam have said a single word throughout the ride and as the engine dies, you feel an urge to change this.

“Sam...” you put a hand on his thigh “I’m gonna do everything I can in order to replicate the spear and we’ll get him back, okay? I promise.”

He puts his large one over yours and squeezes it.

“I know, Y/N. Now, let’s get inside and take a look at your wound.”

The interior of Jody’s house reminds you of your childhood home, and a sense of nostalgia washes over you, mixed with hope that one day even you can have something like this. Maybe with Sam. Who knows?

“Alright, the guest room is ready.” Jody informs you, pulling you out of your thoughts. “A bathroom opens directly from it, clean towels can be found in the cabinet. And if you’re hungry there’s food in the fridge, knock yourself out.”

“Thanks, Jody.”

“As for you, Sam, I’m sorry, but I don’t have any more guest rooms, so you’re stuck with the couch.” she pouts.

“It’s okay, uhm, we’re kind of used to sleeping together.” Sam flashes an awkward smile.

Jody appears startled for a second but soon regaines composure.

“In that case, excuse me for a second. I need to prepare another set of pillows in the guest room.”

When everything’s all set you decide to scrub off the combination of dirt, blood and sweat that’s defiling your body. Usually you shower with an almost boiling hot water, but this time you must settle for medium temperature as the scars and bruises don’t really appreciate the heat. You nearly punch Sam in the face when he pulls the floral shower curtain open, but realizing it’s him, you’re able to stop yourself in time.

“God, Sam, do not do that again! I ain’t the screaming kind of scared, I’m the might-break-your-nose kind of scared.”

“Noted!” he smiles, stepping into the bathtub.

You don’t question what he’s doing in there with you. Maybe for the first time ever in your life, you let someone else take control of a situation, and to much of your surprise, you discover it’s not that bad. He gently cleanses every inch of your body, with special attention to the scars.

“You know, I really think your shoulder could use a couple of stitches.” he whispers. You can hear a little worry in his tone.

“Nah, I’ve had worse I didn’t patch up and I’m still around.” you reply, swiping aside a wet strand of hair that was sticking to his forehead and you kiss him softly.

When you’re all finished, you dress up in the clothes Jody left you on the foot of the bed and pick up the spear from the corner of the room.

“Whoah, what are you doing?” Sam asks incredulously.

“Well, what does it look like I’m doing?” he opens his mouth to speak but you continue “You know what, don’t answer that. I’m gonna go to the garage and try to replicate this.”

“No, you’re not. Look, sweetheart, let’s be sensible here. You haven’t slept in a long time and I can assure you that the world’s not gonna end in those few hours when you do. I talked to Cas and he was able to track down Michael in Missouri. If anything happens, we’ll know firsthand. You need to be strong both mentally and phyisically to do what you’re about to… you know I’m right, so don’t fight it!” he delivers a lecture while taking the weapon out of your hand.

You pull a face but give in to his reasoning anyway. This time you manage to get three full hours of sleep before the nightmares start tainting your subconscious. Terrifying images you haven’t seen in a long time flood your mind, and you successfully wake the whole house up with your screams. You can hear Sam’s soothing vocie and Jody’s nervous inquiries about your well-being before you fully come around.

“I’m…I’m alright. I’m fine, really.” you stutter unconvincingly while running a hand through your hair. “Uhm, Jody?”

“Yeah?”

“Could you please show me your garage? I’ll collect the tools from Sam’s car and get right down to work.”

The weapon contains an ancient magic you’ve never encountered before, or even anything similar to it. The runes carved into the shaft belong to a language uknown to you, making your job all the more difficult.  Nevertheless, you try your best, as always. First, you recreate the shape of the spear and its head, then join the two together. Replicating the runes requires the most time – you only realize just how much when the first lights of morning illuminate the garage and Sam brings you breakfast. You take a few bites of your toast and drink your coffee in one gulp.

“Okay, so here goes everything…” you mutter as you begin performing a spell, which should transfer some of the magic from the original weapon into the replica. The incantation you recite next supposedly enhances the transferred magic.

“It looks like the same to me.” Sam states when you show them your work.

“Yeah, and it also possesses that creepy vibe the original one does.” Jody nods in agreement.

“Good. Hopefully, it’ll work just as well, too. Let’s visit Missouri and kick some archangel ass, shall we?” you propose.

You must give it to Michael – he has exceptionally good taste. Both the exterior and interior of the building he chose as temporary residence radiates elegance. You meet up with Cas and a boy in the underground parking lot. You furrow your brows.

“Who’s the kid?” you glance between Sam and the angel, the latter moving infront of the boy as you speak.

“Uhm, his name is Jack. Also, he happens to be the son of satan.” Cas replies.

Out of reflex, you touch the side of your overknee boots looking for your knife but ease off almost immediately and extend an arm towards the boy. Cas eyes you with suspicion.

“Don’t worry, Castiel, I’m not gonna attcak him.”

He seems hesitant but eventually steps aside, allowing you to shake Jack’s hand.

“I’m Y/N. Y/N Colt.”

His eyes widen.

“Colt? Are you related to Samuel Colt?” your nod sends him over the edge “Oh, wow! This is soo cool! I’m Jack! You must have some awesome stories to tell! When this is over, could you tell me all of them?”

“I’d absolutely love to, Jack!” you smile at his child-like enthusiasm, doubting that a sweet kid like him could be related to the Devil himself.

“Alright, I think we should go over the plan one more time.” Sam changes the subject.

You talk everything over one last time - including the intel on the monsters Sam got from a friend named Garth - and enter the elevator that takes you to the top floor. You feel like the tension could be cut with a knife.

An empty, silent hall welcomes you as you exit.

“Michael is the only one I can sense.” Cas whispers.

“I’m not sure if that’s a good thing.” you whisper back.

You all take feather light steps until you reach a double-winged door and Cas nods, confirming the archangel’s location. Sam kicks in the door in a blink of an eye. A well-dressed Michael is staring out the window, holding a glass of some probably expensive booze.

“Welcome!” he greets, turning to your direction. “Well, well, well… what do we have here? The Three Muskateers? If so, I have to admit, Y/N, you are the loveliest d’Artagnan I have ever laid my eyes upon.”

“Oh my God, just cut the crap or else I’m gonna vomit!” the words slip out before you could think them through.

As a result, Michael’s face hardens even more and he extends an arm in the height where your neck would be, casting an invisible force that pulls you straight into his grip.

Sam yells out your name in desperation.

“Oh, don’t worry, Samuel. I am not going to snap her pretty little neck. Although, my fingers may leave a bruise.” Michael exclaims innocently then averts his gaze back to you.

You find it hard not to try stripping his fingers from your neck with both hands, but there’s no other way. One hand is on his but with the other one you sign three behind your back – the catcher singal for a slider in baseball. Sam catches on, takes the spear out of Castiel’s trenchcoat and throws it to you. But before you could sink the tip in Michael’s body, he snatches the weapon and breaks it in half with one hand.

“Did you honestly believe it was going to be that easy to take me down?” he asks with utter disbelief. “The way you underestimate me is quite offensive.”

“Let her go, Michael.” Jack speaks up.

“I don’t think so, child. In fact, here’s what’s going to happen!” he looks right into your eyes “I am going to kill all of them – in which order, that’s your call – and then I will release my monster army on this city with you by my side. I think this vessel is handsome enough, you’ll grow used to him, darling.”

“Yeah, he may be handsome… but I kinda have a thing for his brother, asshole!”

Before he can react, you stab him in the chest with the knife from your boots. He looks down at the shaft smiling but it soon fades into an expression of sheer panic. He lets go of you and tries to pull the weapon out.

“Did you honestly believe we didn’t have a plan B? The way you underestimate us is quite offensive...” you retort.

“What’s happening?! I demand to know!” he bellows, confused.

“I upgraded my favorite blade a little. Now it has the magic of the spear from that other dimension, too. You like it?”

He screams out in agony while his whole body is lighting up with a blue-ish white blaze. You take a couple of steps back and bump into Sam, who envelopes you in a shielding embrace. Cas and Jack try to cover their eyes as the brightness has risen to an extent that’s almost blinding. Michael’s shrieking finally dies out with a huge energy explosion that busts out all the windows in the suite.

He is gone and the only thing he left behind is a very much so bleeding Dean Winchester on the floor.

Dean is slowly opening his eyes. The fluorescent neon lights, the white walls and the beeping of machines tip him off regarding his whereabouts – he’s in a hospital. He tries to rip the needle out of his arm, but Sam prevents him from doing so.

“Hey, no! Stop!”

“Sam? Wha- what happened? Where am I?”

“Uhm, long story short, Y/N killed Michael and injured you in the process, so you are in a private clinic in Missouri.”

“Private clinic? You know damn well we can’t afford that stuff!”

“You may not be able to, but I can.” you appear in the door with two cups of coffee, one of which you hand to Sam while sitting down on a chair next to him.

“Uhm, we appreciate the offer, really, but we can’t accept it.” Dean says in protest without a beat.

“Hey… I almost killed you, I believe this is the least I can do.”

There’s a stare-down between the brothers and Dean’s the one to break the connection first.

“Alright, thank you.” he mumbles eventually, then checks his bandage by looking down the inside of his hospital robe.

“Uhm, question. Based on the place of the wound, how am I not dead right now?”

“Well, I know how to stab someone without killing them... Which is probably the weirdest thing I’ve ever said to anyone, so let’s pretend it never left my mouth, please.”

Both men chuckle lightly, and you feel a little heat rise to your cheeks.

“Hot, feisty and funny? Sam, you better not mess this up or I’ll snatch her right out of your hands.” Dean comments jokingly and this time, it’s your turn to laugh and Sam’s to blush.

“Don’t worry about that, Dean…” he intertwines his fingers with yours “I won’t. I kinda have a thing for her…”

[maltedroses]

Shinsou x Reader head canons

Shinsou our favorite purple haired boy who is in class 1A instead of mineta in a different universe. Ahh, well enough rambling and lets get to the head canons!

 

Request “can you write a hitoshi x f reader kinks hc? like the nsfw alphabet?”

Request from my ao3

having sex with you when youre sleepy or tired. He's still dealing with self confidence and not being seen as a villain so he prefers you being in charge rather than him but over time will work up the courage to being on the opposite end. 

C: basically anything to do with cum

He doesnt cum a lot. Nothing exaggerated , it's warm and if you want to give him a blowjob no worries. He doesn't taste bad , a little on the salty side but it’s more like saltwater taffy.

 

U: unfair

He's been training with Aizawa and trust me, he will use his scaf to restrain you. He doesn't want to be mean , he just likes seeing you squirm when he touches you, makes him feel good knowing he can make you feel good. 

 

M: motivation 

Spending time with you, he’s awkward when it comes to romance and is still getting used to the idea that someone doesn't just like him but also loves him(you). He isnt really after sex hes more into just holding you and having phyisical affection. 

[dxmedstudent]

96, 44, 19 :)

I believe this is from ‘ Weird Asks That SaY A lot’ cos none of the other ones I reblogged go up to 96 XD  I love answering things, but it sometimes takes me a while, whoops!

96.  desktop background? Previously, it was a Studio Ghibli wallpaper - Arriety’s flowery bedroom, most recently. But that disappeared for some reason - likely I moved the folder. I left it depressingly blank for a while. Now, it’s the 3d model rendering the Guy made of my DnD character. It reminds me of all the fun times I’ve had with my friends, and it makes me feel incredibly touched that he made it for me - I couldn’t have asked for a more personal present. I told him he couldn’t top it, and he just threatened to do more of my DnD characters whenever I wanted. I’ve drawn the odd thing for him, but nothing that took nearly as long.  It’s also my phone lock screen, and it makes me happy to see her on my screen and think of him :)  44.  favorite scent for soap? Hmm I was never picky. I don’t have a strong sense of smell. Well, I didn’t have a strong sense of smell - I now have barely any.  I’d say something fresh and flowery - maybe lavender or lilac or jasmine or rose. I did love my honey-scented conditioner.  Maybe I’ll have a good sniff when I get my sense of smell back, and appreciate my soap much more than I used to! TT_TT 19.  Sleeping position? On my side, curled up and tucked in. Or sprawled on my side in some unholy way. I read a while back that you’re more likely to get sleep paralysis on your back, and I’d rather not repeat it so I prefer not to take chances. I also like to be really warm when I sleep.  I don’t think I toss or turn much, though I do talk in my sleep sometimes. When you’re with company, though, you can’t be picky  XD. There’s something hilarious about being ‘big’ spoon when you’re phyisically the tiny one. Though there’s nothing wrong with being little spoon either.  With company there’s always that balance of not wanting to be ‘too hot stuck right next to someone’ and ‘too cold if you’re too far apart’, but you can usually figure out a good balance. The only problem can be when my sleeping pattern doesn’t line up - when you don’t want to wake someone but you’re just not feeling sleepy, it’s a bit less fun than usual. However, it’s still probably better to be resting than playing on my phone, so it’s probably a plus overall.