#after the great warin the first place

[robotclownindulgence]

Less "optimus and bumblebee fight megatron and starscream" and more "motley crew of ocean-themed beastformers try to get their old band back together and have to trek through various galaxies to find their missing members"

[crosbytoews]

april reading wrap up

i read 10 books this month! i feel like i did a mid month check in but i cannot find my post so i will just write new reviews :-)

Eileen by Ottessa Moshfegh

i really liked my year of rest and relaxation so i was looking forward to reading this but sadly it was terrible. the main character was just a little too edgy. she worked in a boy’s prison and i just hated that setting too much to continue. DNF at 100 pages.

Notes on a Silencing by Lacy Crawford

a memoir on a woman’s experience being sexually assaulted at her elite new england boarding school and the lengths the administration went to cover it up for decades. i thought this book was so powerful. also the setting of a new england boarding school in the early 90s was very atmospheric. i highly recommend. 5/5

Winter Garden by Kristin Hannah

after the death of their father, 2 daughters learn about their emotionally distant mother’s past, including the extreme challenges she faced in russia during world war 2. the first half was only okay, but we get deep into the world war 2 setting in the second half. on par with the nightingale levels of traumatizing. i just finished this last night but i think it’s probably a 4.5/5 because the second half was so strong. it made me cry so much.

People We Meet on Vacation by Emily Henry

ummm this book is perfection. it’s a travel romance and estranged best friends to lovers. two former best friends travel to palm springs together. beach read by emily henry was one of my favorite books from last year and this was even better. so so good. 5/5

The Lost Man by Jane Harper

this is the fourth book i’ve read by the author this year. this one follows a man and his family in the aftermath of one of their brother’s mysterious death in the australian outback. very atmospheric and some good discussions on the cycle of abuse. tw child abuse. 4/5

Crazy Stupid Bromance by Lyssa Kay Adams

the third book in the bromance book club series. this one is friends to lovers about a cat cafe owner and a former hacktivist. there are some unexpected discussions about the war in iraq? as with all the books in this series i really liked it and i cannot wait for the fourth one to come out this summer. 4/5

Necessary Lies by Diane Chamberlain

this KILLED me. it’s a historical fiction about forced sterilization in north carolina in the 1960s. we follow a brand new social worker and one of the families she’s assigned to. one of the girls in the family has already been sterilized without her consent and now the social worker is being pressured to sterilize the 15 year old sister. this book was pretty heavy and very informative. i listened to the audiobook which i would recommend because the narrator’s southern accent is great. 5/5

Britt-Marie Was Here by Fredrik Backman

this book gets the unfortunate honorific of the only backman book i didn’t love. we follow britt-marie, a recently divorced woman in her early 60s as she movies to a small town where she reluctantly befriends the residents and becomes the soccer coach of a youth team. this book was good but i didn’t love it. we get some good character growth and some funny parts, but it was nowhere near as good as his other books (all of which were 5/5 for me). this one is a 3/5

The Inheritance Games by Jennifer Lynn Barnes

i’m mad at this one lol. we follow the main character, a teenager who finds out she is in the will of an eccentric billionaire and he has left her billions while snubbing his relatives. she has never met this man and doesn’t know why this stranger left her his inheritance. she works with the four grandsons who were snubbed to solve riddles and discover why she was left the money. this was YA and read pretty young. for example there were discussions about losing your virginity and when the characters spoke they didn’t swear, they said things like “motherforker.” i was like i am 26 (turning 27 this month!) i am too old for this. howmever i stuck it out because i wanted to figure out why this girl inherited all that money. the gag is this is apparently the first book in the series and although i didn’t really like it i will definitely be reading the second book because it ended on a hang!!! 3/5 because of the intrigue 

The Sound of Gravel by Ruth Wariner 

this is a memoir about a woman’s experiences growing up on a mormon polygamist colony in mexico. her father, who was murdered when she was a baby, had over 40 children. her mother remarried and that man had four wives despite having no way to support them. everything this poor girl experienced was absolutely fucked up. i read this in a little over a day. i feel bad saying i loved it because these real experiences were extremely heavy but it was excellent. it made me cry a lot. 5/5

Klara and the Sun by Kazou Ishiguro

this book follows a robot (or artifical friend) Klara, as she is purchased by a sickly young girl. this book was pretty weird. it takes place in a dystopian setting but not a lot of details are given about what is going on in that world. it’s up to us as the reader to figure it out. this was an engaging and quick read, but i wish the author was a little more explicit about the commentary he was trying to make. 3/5

[doodles-arts]

His sweetness

Pairing: Donatello x reader

Rating?: pg

warinings?: none, pure fluffly goodness

word count: 1601

summary: You are a fantastic baker. Knowing you would be a success your uncle entrusted his bakery to you before he passed. You met them one night when you were being robbed and they came to your rescue. You offered them free sweets and they never left from then on. You, of course, warm up to them as they warm up to you. You bake them sweet delectables and they are you, favorite taste testers. They boys hangout through the night and protect you from the Purple Dragons.

One night you find something out of the ordinary from your favorite turtle.

A/N: I was originally going to write this as a complete one-shot, but knowing I had a few requests I wanted to finish, I opted for a scenario. Hopefully, you enjoy. Tried my BEST to edit this, but it is 3 am in eastern time, so take it easy on me! @donnie-duz-machines sorry to bother, but I love the way you write about donnie, mind giving this a read? Thanks! Hope you are well!

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As you waited for Donnie to come to check on the shop, because it was his night, you laid on some pink lipgloss and checked your face. (Ohhh, you cute!) You were satisfied, fixing your hair a little and bringing out the few treats that were leftover from the day, you put them in bags, ready for Donnie to pick up. You really wished to see him today however, a horrible and rude customer put a dent in your usual cheery mood as they screamed insults at you. You kindly asked them to leave, refusing them service, and when they left other customers consoled you. To say the customer was nasty was an understatement. But you were responsible and continued on with the day and now you were exhausted.

As you wait, you couldn’t help but feel excited like every time you got when you were alone with Donatello. Craving to see him, without looking desperate, though if only you had known what Donnie was feeling like when he got to see you?

This purple terrapin always made sure he smelled fresh and clean every time he went to see you, even after patrol, he didn’t want you to think he smelled like sweat and grime ALL the time! Tonight he was going to do it. He was going to confess his feeling for you. If he didn’t chicken out the last minute like the week before. Donnie had grown sweet with you, you were very kind and understanding, you enjoyed his company and his personality. It didn’t hurt that you were a very attractive human. Donnie saw a lot of things in you, listing them would be a pain!

As he neared the bakery, he couldn’t wait to see what special treat you had made him, knowing it would be made just for him, made it all the better. Donnie had a hard time speaking with other people, they’d get lost in his explanations or simply ignore him, but you, you listened and you were patient. To you, Donnie was an excellent talker, and to Donnie, you were an amazing listener. Two halves of the perfect soul.

He admired how you were so gentle with him, he didn’t have that with his brother, he never held it against them but, he never knew that it was something he needed. Or even wanted. As he stepped through the back door of the bakery, the smell of cookies, frosting, coffee, and chocolate invaded his nostrils. He’d never get enough of that smell because it reminded him of you. As he walked through to the entrance of the bakery and out of the back, he was mesmerized by your summer fit. Form-fitting and flowery, his face bloomed at the sight of you. Clearing his throat to prevent himself from choking on his words or his voice breaking he finally spoke. “Hey, (y/n), everything alright?”

You spun around, a grin on your face immediately present, walking over with a pep in your step, you engulfed your crush with a hug. “I’m doing alright, how are you, Donnie sweetie?” He smiled and hugged back, breathing in your scent. Knowing he’d miss it when you pulled away. You obviously smelled of warm goods, but your natural scent was addictive, cinnamon and honey. Sweet with a little bit of spice, who could resist. Donnie’s patrol was over, so he sat down to chat.

You showed him your newest pop tart creation, you noticed more kids in your bakery accompanying their parents. Deciding to add another option, creating a better chance that parents would buy them something. You decided that a pop tart might be the way to go if you advertised it correctly. Your final decision was honestly an excuse to make them because you knew Donnie would love them. And of course, he did!

Devouring them he couldn’t help but compliment you, “Usually, I’m just a frosting kinda guy, and-and pop tarts always lack enough, but this- this right here, it really is just-it’s downright amazing! Your amazing!” He blurted out without thinking, but he meant it because you were amazing. But he kinda said it out of jitters, trying to find the perfect time to tell you the truth without rushing out the building whenever you got cutely flirty with him as a response.

“Oh, I don’t think I’m that great Donnie, but thank you,” you looked away bashfully while Donnie thought his heart would explode, he also couldn’t help but notice you were being more than a little modest. “You really are- are ya know, great… no need to be modest. I think you’re kind and caring. See lots are humans are vain, but you’ve opened your life up to me and my brothers with open arms. You follow your heart, and you always do what’s right… It’s admirable and it’s also impressive that your still level headed when you need to be…-”

As he ranted about all the things he liked about you, you walked around the counter that separated you both. He was too busy looking at his fingers as he rambled to notice you staring at him from his side. Encaptivated by his ramblings, you starred until the feeling of your eyes on the side of his head burned it. As he stopped mid-sentence and looked back at you, his cheeks felt like fire and so did yours. But all those nice things he said about you couldn’t have been staged, his passion was clear. Could this mean that you would finally be able to tell him the truth?

As he watched you bashfully, he couldn’t help but spit out apologies for being so bold, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to- I hope you don’t, ya’ know take offense to that.” His voice cracked and he felt his confidence breaking. ‘God, I feel like an idiot, she’s probably going to pity me if I tell her the truth.’ You didn’t however, as he looked away, you reached over and placed your hand over his. “Donnie, that was the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me. Ever.”

You looked at him adoringly, completely infatuated with him after what he said. He had basically gone as far as to compliment how you looked, how you dress, detailing how you were very good at having a fashion-forward wardrobe through his rambling. He had described you as the most beautiful women in the world, how could he perceive you so perfectly?

It wasn’t that hard, he was in love with you, all of you. To Donatello, you were venus and he was a simple commoner offixiated by your beauty, hoping, dreaming to catch your attention through the sea of men you could choose from. As you held his hand, he studied your eyes. The glimmer in them made his pupils dialate, staring back at your beautiful eyelashes, your flushed cheeks. How long could he keep this up? He had to tell you…

“Donnie.. I… I”, you stumbled as you leaned forward, watching his lips, licking your own gently. Looking back at his russet eyes, you leaned in further, not wanting to wait for him to lean halfway. Just wanting to feel his rough lips against your own. Closing his eyes, waiting for you to take the step forward, and as your nose bumped against his snout, you paused for a fraction of a second. Pressing your confidence further and pressing them softly against his.

The feeling of his warm and rough lips was causing your head to spin as he pressed back softly. The first few seconds were strange as your lips were simply pressed against each other. As you pushed a little pressure back and smiled he slowly moved his lips apart, it was strange and you both took a breath as you pulled apart. “I suppose it’s safe to say we both feel the same about each other,” he snorted with his signature little chuckle. You giggled and placed your other hand on his cheek, “I definitely agree. Now come here, ya hunk!”

You both smiled as you kissed and you both parted your lips, the rhythm was a lot smoother this time. One hand had wrapped around his waist as your bit softly on his bottom lip and he churred softly. You pulled away with your mouth in an ‘O’ shape, he looked away embarrassed at the sound he had made. “That was the cutest thing i’ve ever heard, do it again~”

You cooed at him while you pulled him in for another kiss, “heh, sure”, his voice cracked and the entire time you could feel a pull at your chest that swelled upwards and forced your mouth into a smile. You’d be kissing him all night until he made that sound again. The goodies for his brothers, long forgotten.

[shesadramaqueen]

Alsooo, maybe some College!Brian hc's??? Sorry if I'm being annoying... i know people can be overwhelming... so yeah. I just want to read something written by you,,,cause you are great and I feel very comfortable while writing to you (never happened before) i have ideas, but I'm shy and I find it a little hard to express myself properly in English. So, sorry?

A/N: I’m doing this one first as it’s shorter! Hope you enjoy it, I’m not too familiar with these aah so sorry if it came out a bit weird. And you could not be annoying dear, don’t worry you don’t need to apologize 💕 (also I’m so flattered that you find yourself comfortable with me, love! You can also send requests in spanish if you express yourself better like that xx)

Warinings: swearing, alcohol

College!Brian Headcanons

You and Brian had been study pals for some months now

It all started when you asked him for some help with your physics class

You knew he probably was the best student there because the teacher always preached him for it

And you just sucked at it, you knew you had to get someone to help you if you wanted to pass the class

But asking Brian was definitely not an option

Because not only was he absurdly smart, but he was extremely gorgeous as well, and you felt intimidated by that

You could say that you had a tiny crush on him

And your friends always teased you about that

So after a lot of preassure from them, one day you finally approached him before the class started

“Um, excuse me” he didn’t seem to hear you, as he kept scribbling words in a piece of paper, and you almost turned around and walked away, embarassed

But you gathered yourself and touched his arm to grab his attention, almost jerking your hand back when you felt sparks fly

He slightly jumped at the contact as well, and looked at you wide eyed

“Um" You tried to brush it off “Sorry for bothering you. I’m-”

“Y/N, right?” he smiled sheepisly and you swore your stomach flipped upside down

You nodded, taken aback by the fact that he knew who you were when you had always kept a low profile

“I’m-” he started

“Brian, I know” you cut him just like he did and you swore you could see a faint pink colour appear on his cheeks

You cleared your throat

“I get it if you have better things to do but I really am struggling with this class and Mr. Anderson always talks wonders about you so I was thinking that maybe you could help me and obvioulsy you don’t have to if you don’t want to and you seemed like my first option because I’m a bit short of cash and I’m not sure I could afford to pay a tutor and-”

You were shut up by a slight chuckle escaping his lips and only then you noticed you were rambling

You had also decided that was your new favourite sound

“I’m sorry, the point is… could you help me?” you inhaled sharply, waiting for his answer

He didn’t even hesitate before saying “When’s a good time to meet?”

It first started with study dates almost every two weeks, which quickly evolved in every week and then almost every day as time passed

You barely had to better your grades anymore, as they had gone up rapidly with Brian’s help

But it sort of became a habit and you studied and did your homework together, even if the only subject you had in common was physics

You first had started going to the library, then cafés and you even had gone to each other places

And strangely enough, it had never been awkward, despite you thinking you would make a fool of yourself right away 

You two felt like you connected with each other perfectly

But strangely enough, you never met out of the context of ‘study dates’

Even knowing almost everything about the other one

Not everything, of course, as Brian was rather mysterious

It had become almost a routine for him to lose track of time and to jump when he looked at the watch on his wrist

“Shit! I have to go” he always said, and started to shove everything in his backpack carelessly

“Again?” you inquired, lifting your eyebrows

“I’m sorry” he said with an apologetic smile before bolting out the door, barely being able to let out a “bye!”

You always wondered where was he going, but you never asked, not meaning to pry

You always hoped it wasn’t a date with someone else

Your crush on him had grown exponentilally, and you had decided to make a move and at least bring your relationship to the ‘friends’ stage

But when you were about to nervously ask him to meet another day when you were at your flat, he did it once again

“Shit! I have to go” to which you pressed your lips into a thin line

“Yeah” you simply said, sighing in exhasperation

It was the first time you had expressed the annoyance you felt every time he rushedly left without explanation, and he noticed

“I’m sorry I always do this. I promise I’ll make it up to you” he said this patiently, forgetting momentanely that he was late again to wherever he had to go

You fighted back a blush that tried to paint your face, but when he leaned down and kissed your cheek with a small smile before practically running out, you couldn’t have contained it even if you had used all your will

You leaned back on your chair and touched the cheek he kissed lightly, rolling your eyes at yourself for feeling like a teenage girl with a crush

But then you noticed a flyer on the floor that must have fallen from Brian’s bag and you picked it up

It was for a gig of a band called Queen, that performed in around two hours on a pub you had gone a couple times and you furrowed your borws, wondering if Brian had rushed to go there

Not having nothing else to do, you decided to go and see for yourself

When you arrived, you barely had the time to order a gin-tonic before the band appeared

“Holy shit” you said softly when you saw it was him who walked on stage, with his shiny red guitar

You knew he played as you saw all the guitars he had at his flat and he even played for you a bit, but he said it was a hobby so you never thought about it much

You were comlpletely blown away by the performance

All four band members seemed to flow freely with their own part but also so harmonically. But you were specially fond of Brian’s presence

How his fingers glided effortesly on his guitar and created the most singular guitar solos you’d ever heard, that seemed to come out with such power that you even felt it in your soul

You had never seen something like that before

When the performance ended, you knew you had to talk to him

Before you had the chance to start wondering where he was, he walked from backstage and went to the bar, asking for a glass of water

You went over there and sat by his side

“So, honors student by day and rockstar by night, huh?” you said with a flirty tone. You were barely tipsy, but it was enough to give you some extra courage

When he looked at you, surprised, you saw his cheeks grow redder, even if they were already completely flushed from performing

He chuckled “how did you find me?”

You fetched the flyer from your bag and set it in front of him “you’re not as sneaky as you think, starboy” a big grin crossed his face “So you didn’t want me to know?”

His faced dropped “oh, no! It’s not that, just that uh…” he put a hand behind his neck, feeling ashamed “It’s been only a few times since the band has started to do more serious gigs and I just wanted to see how it turned out before inviting you and having the possibility of making a fool of myself…” he trailed off

You hummed while you took the last sip of your drink “Ah, so you did have the intention to ask me out?” you said with a playful smile, moving a bit closer to him

He bit his bottom lip “I may have a little crush on you” he quietly admitted

You flushed lightly at his confession “Glad to hear we’re on the same page”

You stared at each others eyes, feeling a wave of electricity flow between your stares

“Well, how about a drink then, love?” he said with a low tune and a flirty smile that made him look rather seductive and the familiar butterflies hit your stomach once again

[all-the-fandoms-stuff-blog]

Forgotten Winchester Sister

Part Two

Paring: Winchesterx Sister!Reader JackXReader(Slowly)

Warining: Violence. Torture. Curse words

AO: I have to Clarify a few things. The story takes Place in the Middle of Season 12 The only thing that changed is that Jack is Born. so Crowley is still alive and Mary is still fighting with the British man of Letters. But she will be here soon. 

Lies. I Thought I had escaped them when I fled from Ohio. But once again I was wrong. I Waked up in a Dark Room My Hands were Tied up and attached to the ceiling. Me feet didn’t touch the Ground. I looked up to my hands they were bloody. In the room was a Chair and a metal table. I recognized the Tools on the Table. My Family in Ohio used tools like this to Torture me. The room was so dark I couldn’t see more. I tried to free me but I couldn’t. I tried to Remember what Happened. Steve he showed up in the Middle of the night and held a gun at me.

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“Now drop the Knife. We dint want to Hurt Anybody” I dropped the Knife and he Smiled “Good Girl, Now Sleep” Then he hit me with the Pistol on the back of my Head.

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I knew that if Sam and Dean would enter the room they wouldn’t find me there. I looked up when I heard a door open.  Someone turned on the Lights and I needed a little bit to see something. “How is our guest doing?” I looked in to a Man’s face and didn’t answer. He smiled “You know the Rumors that a new Winchester family member appeared spread very quickly.” Behind the man were 3 Other ones with heavy Guns. “You probably think that we are the bad guys, but were just saving you” I looked at the man without emotions in my face “Do you know what these two Winchesters want to do with you? Do you think that if you mean something to Dean he would just let you hunt? No he Wouldn’t they are using you”  His words Hurt but I couldn’t let him see it. The guy in front of me came closer “They are Using you, we want to save you from all this. From Lucifer hell and everything The Winchesters  are confronting. “ I didn’t say anything because I had no idea what I could say. “Where the Winchesters go follows death. Did they told you about their friends? They followed them and they are dead. Why do you think Sam and Dean are the only ones still here? They don’t care about others” I Laughed “And What do you want from me?” He looked surprised “I want to talk” I laughed again “Yes. Talk. Is this why you have these tools there?”  he looked to the table “well this is in case you won’t answer our questions.” I Smiled “Well then you should start using them because I ain’t  listening to your shit anymore” The man shook his head “ And I thought that you were different” he gave one of his man a sign. One of them put a camera in a Corner of the room. “Oh you are wondering why there is a Camera? We will hurt you very bad. And every day we will send a video to the Winchesters. Maybe after that they are willing to answer the questions you aren’t answering.”

I lost track of the Time. I could have been here Days, Months, even Years or I could have been here a few hours. I was pretty proud of myself I never even once screamed or cried while they had their fun cutting me. The Man in the beginning came once in a while and asked me Questions, but I never answered them. Right now I had thousand cuts everywhere . I started to call the man who tortured me  Harald, don’t know his real name ,he  Came back with a Bucket of water “Oh Harald I missed you. This were the longest 5 minutes without torture. “ He didn’t said anything like always. He poured the bucket over me. “Thanks I was really thirsty” He threw the bucket in the other part of the room and smiled. “Whats up herald did you wife finally left you for somebody who locked like a human?” He came closer and in his right hand he had a teaser. “Great” I signed. Then he electroshock me. I almost screamed but kept it all in. After a while the man who talked to me when I first got here came back. I call him asshole. Just because I couldn’t think of something better. “You really impressed me and all the others Y/N. No one got through this and still had his sarcasms. Really bad that you are on their side. You are so loyal and strong well to bad. So you didn’t answered the last question so here is another one for you. We want to know how the relationship between the Winchesters and the script of god was” I Looked at him “Well how is your relationship with Harald?” He looked at me and then to Harald “Kept going she won’t play this game forever”. He went out of the room and Harald stood before the table with the Tools picking one out. A fire burner. He smiled and started burning my left foot. After that he took a normal knife and started cutting me. He stopped when we heard gunshots outside the door. I caught him out of guard and kicked the Knife out of his hands, I taught it and I cut the rope. And fell to the ground. Harald stood up and I did too. I was faster than him and put the knife in his torso. He felt to the ground and I took his shirt because walking around naked with wounds wasn’t a good idea. The shirt only coward the most privates parts. I took the knife and tried to stand up. “Fuck this hurts” I opened the door I saw no one I only heard Gunshots. I walked forward and I heard The asshole screaming orders. I started to see black dots I sure lost a lot of blood. I leaned against the wall and tried to catch my breath. Somebody walked around the corner and saw me, to late he had my knife in his throat. I took it and started walking again. “They’re everywhere, retreat!”  I turned left and saw somebody in the floor. I Started running and was about to stab the guy when he said “Hey Y/N Calm. It’s Me Jack” I looked at him with tired eyes and smiled “Oh hey what’s up” He looked at me confused “Not much just trying to save you” I nodded “Cool How is it going” he Was about to lift up my shirt I stopped him “What are you doing?” He looked at me confused “You are hurt I wanna see how bad, I mean I saw the videos but-“  I Shook my head “Forget it.” He looked at me “I can carry you” I wanted to decline but if I walk e few steps I’m sure that I will fall. “Ok”. I was on jacks back and he walked through the Tunnels. “Here” he gave me his phone “Call them and say that you are safe” I nodded and called Dean First “Jack I’m busy right now. Whats-” I smiled “Hey Dean Jack told me to call you. I’m safe.” Dean answered immediately “Thank  god Y/N I’m so sorry. Jack we will met outside” I hung up the phone and rested my head on jacks back. “Thank you” I whispered. Jack looked back to me confused “for saving me and for carrying me around” jack laughed “It’s all right. I’m Happy that I found you. But I’m sorry that we took so long to save you”  I smiled “It’s ok ” My eyes started to feel heavy. “Jack keep talking I need it to stay awake” He turned around a corner “Ehm Did you Know that I Love nougat? I ate it once and since then I couldn’t stop eating it. “ I smiled shivering a little. When Jack turned around he started talking again “You can’t imagine how worried we all were.  Y/N You Can’t fall asleep right now ok? I know you have lost a bad amount of blood but you can do it. After all you are a Winchester” I hummed closing my eyes. “But I’m so tired Jack” He opened the door to the outside and a cold wind met us. I shivered even more. I Could hear voices in the Distances and without realizing it we were in The Impala. I laid in the Backseat my head in Jacks lap and my feet laid on castiel’s lap. They were screaming and first I couldn’t  understand the words but then I did “-Mean cas? Why doesn’t it work?” I saw castile looking angry “I don’t know dean! It’s like something is Blocking her so that I can’ heal her” Sam looked up his Phone “Turn around left we have to go to the Hospital” I Moved a little bit and sighed. Everybody was looking at me Jack grabbed my face. “We are bringing you to a Hospital” I Shook my head “I don’t need-“ Dean interrupted me “Listen Y/N I Love you but Right now I don’t care what you think you need or what you don’t need! We are bringing you to a hospital” I sat up against Jack and castile. I looked down and saw that the Shirt I had on was full of blood. Castile looked at me “Why can’t I heal you?” I took his Hand in mine and smiled at him “No one can cas” I whispered. He looked at me confusing. “What do you mean” I looked to jack He looked confused as well. I could feel how I was about to die. I took a big breath and said “Dean they are going to kill me in the Hospital. I can’t go in there. The way to help me is to clean the wounds and but bandages around” I closed my eyes and bit on my Lips. I didn’t felt the Pain earlier but right now I could fell every single cut and it burned like hell. Somebody grabbed my left hand and I opened my eyes jack had it. Dean Stopped the Impala on the side of the road. And turned around like sam and Sam said “What do you mean Y/N” I Shook my head, eyes closed again “I can’t right now, could you just please stop the bleeding” Sam looked at Cas “ we’re changing places I will take care of Y/N. Dean drive to Jody’s House it’s not far away from here”. Sam took care of most of my wounds. He only left the one’s in the Private parts. Jack hold my hand the Whole time and said things like “It’s going to be ok. You can do it” And honestly these words helped me a lot. He always knew when I was about to fall asleep so he would tell me about the things he saw or the things he didn’t understood first. Sam looked had the whole ride tears in his eyes and I heard him say sorry under his breath. I wanted to say something but I was too weak.  Dean called jody and told her we were on the way and he asked almost every five minutes how I was doing. Jack always said “She will get through this” I don’t know how long we drove but when were there sam Picked me up Bridal style and Walked to the House. I couldn’t see this Jody women but I heard her voice and two other ones. “Sam put her down here on the Couch” Said Jody and he did. I realized that Jack wasn’t next to me. I needed his comments that I would make it I need someone who believed it because I didn’t. I had my eyes still closed I was to weak to open them. I Lifted my left arm a little bit “Jack” I whispered. Somebody grabbed my hand “hey everything is ok. You will survive” I relaxed immediately when I heard him. I heard a voice I couldn’t identify “Jody what happened?” I heard jody saying “Claire bring me the med kit and then everything we have in this house what has something to do with medicine Now! You boys go Out!” I squeezed Jacks hand. “Ok you can stay here just turn around!” I tried open my eyes but I could only open one “No Stiches” She looked at me in confusion “Girl you need them you-“ I shook my head and closed my eye again “No stiches” I stayed awake the hole time she cleaned my wounds and when she finished I felt asleep.

I waked up in a bed. It was pretty Comfortable and I looked around the room was little the walls had a light blue and other Furniture. I Looked at the chair next to my bed and I saw Jack siting in it. He still hold my hand and smiled at me “How are you feeling?” I Sat up a little “better than before” He stood up and gave me a glass water “Thanks” I took a few sips and gave the glass jack again. He put it in the little table next to the bed while I tried to stand up. “Hey wait you shouldn’t move!” He put his hands on my shoulder and I put my right hand over his one on my shoulder “I Really have to get up.” He looked at me “Why?” I smiled “Because I want to Jack. I’m better now “ He slowly took his handy away and stood there. I stood up and tried to walk a few steps. “See I can walk” He didn’t say anything. I opened the door and heard Voices. I went to them and entered what seemed a living room. I Smiled when I say Sam and Dean They stood up immediately “He-“ they hugged me and I felt so much Pain in this Moment but I Smiled and hugged them Back.  They took me to a couch were I sat. a women brought me Tea I looked up “oh Thank you very much ehm Jody?” The women Nodded. “Yes This girl there is Claire and the other one Alex” I Smiled “Nice to Meet you” Alex smiled and Claire just nodded. I looked to Sam and Dean. “It’S Alright” they looked like I had gone Crazy Dean stood up and said “Alright? Y/N Stop saying this. You know just as well that Nothing is alright! Do you Know how you look like? Like a fucking Dead Person and you almost became one!” Sam took my hand “Why didn’t you told them the answers Y/N We were more than ok with this” I Put the cup of tee down and looked at sam “It was my Choice to not tell them and Dean” I looked at him now “ I’m Not dead so stop making such a Drama about this!” He looked even more furious “I shouldn’t make a drama about this? Y/N Do you know what just happened? Do you Know why they did that? Because of us and we knew that something like this would have happened sooner or later !. do you even realize what they did to you?” I Stood up to regretting it instantly I felt a few wounds that opened again. But right now I was mad so I didn’t care “Did you Really just Asked me This? Do you think I’m  Not feeling the Pain or remember every cut? You don’t know what they did to me because there were things that they didn’t record!” I regretted these words as soon as they leaved my mouth. Sam Asked behind me “What did they do Y/N?” I Shook my head and sat on the Couch again “Nothing forget it “ Sam Looked so broken.  Jody came to sit across the couch on an armchair. “I’m going to change the Theme of multiple reasons. Y/N Why did you said that the Hospitals were going to kill you and that you can’t have stiches?” Dean went to the kitchen and Sam sat on the Other end of the Couch. I Looked at Jody “I don’t really know what is wrong with me but one time my parents Hurted me to hard and I had to go to the hospital and when they gave me painkillers, the pain got worse and when I got stiches the cut got deeper. Since then always when I try to fix myself it won’t work. So the only thing I can do is cleaning the wounds and putting a bandage around it” Jody nodded “Could it been a Spell” she asked at no one specific. Castiel stood next to her and looked at me “Possible but Somebody extremely strong  should have done that but why?. I can’t remove it The spell is too strong” I took a sip from the Tee and looked then at Jody “can I use your Bathroom?” She smiled at me “Yeah You don’t have to ask sweety its the first door down there” I smiled and went to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror my face was full of bruises and little cuts. I Looked down my body and almost every centimeter was covered by bandages. I signed and went out the Bathroom.  I went Outside. I needed fresh air . I walked a little and sat on a wooden bench. “Y/N” I turned around  and saw Claire walking towards me I made some free space for her on the Bench and she sat beside me. “I Know we don’t know each other very well but I heard what Sam and dean told Josy about you and your past” I nodded “They weren’t your Parents you know that right?” I looked at her “they were something” She nodded “Yes something but not your Parents” We saw Alex walking towards us and She sat down in front of us on the ground. She smiled sadly “I Know what they did to you. I mean it doesn’t need much to understand. And I Know how hard this has to be Y/N. And I also know that you don’t want to talk about this right know. But Sam and Dean are a part of our Crazy family and so are you! Me and Claire are always there for you if you want to talk ok?” I Smiled at them “Thank you” Alex smiled back ���I know this is Probably not the right moment but Is Jack your Boyfriend?” I looked at her shocked and felt the heat rising up my face. Claire next to me said “Really Alex?” Alex laughed “hey we are friends. And I mean I’m not going to say anything. Also I know you want to know it too!” Claire rolled her eyes “Alex you’re wrong” Alex looked at me again and raised an eyebrow “And?” I shook my Head “I just met him like two times” Alex nodded “Right I Forgot. I just Thought it Because I saw you holding his hand in the Car and when you were on the Couch you wanted to hold his hand” I nodded still having red checks “He helped me not falling asleep and ha said those things that made me believe that I could make it” Claire looked at me “ but do you like him?” I looked to the ground  “I don’t know” Alex stood up and gripped my hand “Come on you have to eat something” We three went inside and to the kitchen. There was a little island where I took a seat while Alex made something to eat for me and me and Claire talked. Jody walked in the Kitchen and looked surprised “What are you doing?” Claire saw to her and said “We’re making Y/N something to eat” Jody smiled and went out of the kitchen.  Claire looked at me “Did you know that castile was my father?” I looked at her in surprise and shook my head “yeah he was well his vessel, Jimmy, I thought my father was dead I was pretty surprised when I saw him again walking around” I Nodded “Must have been pretty rough” Claire smiled “yes it was” Alex gave me a bowl with soup In it “Thank you two so much” they smiled and let me eat my soup. After I Finished my soup Dean entered the Kitchen “Listen Y/N I’m sorry but do you know how I feel? I thought I would give you a normal and save life by giving you to another family, and oh how wrong I was and then I knew that leaving you in this motel meant only trouble, and what did I do? Nothing” I Looked at him with tired eyes “I’m sorry for causing you so much trouble” He had tears in his eyes “Don’t ever say this again you heard me?” he hugged me and I nodded “Dean Can we stay here only this Night I’m So tired?” He gave me a sad smile “We’re gonna stay here till tomorrow ok” I Smiled “thanks dean” we two went to the living room where Sam was Waiting he wanted to say something but I went to hug him “Y/N I’M sorry” I just hugged him and the smiled. Dean and Sam went out talking while I searched Cas. I found him in the Backyard “Cas?” He looked over to me and smiled. “Can I Talk to you for a second?”  He nodded “What’s bothering you?” I looked at a tree which was standing in the backyard “Do you feel emotions Like Love?” He looked at me confused “Yes” I nodded “What does it feel like?” Cas thought about it a while “ Whenever you see the person you’re in love with you smile and feel happy. You want to be there for them in every little step in their life. At least I heard people saying it like this. I love my family and I Would do everything for them. “ I looked at the sunset “Thanks Castiel” He looked at me “Anytime”  I went inside and went to the room I waked up. I found jody in it “Oh sorry I Thought-“ Jody smiled at me “this Is your room while you stay here ok?” I looked at her surprised “Ehm Thank you” Jody came to me “I told you. You don’t have to say sorry” She hugged me and went outside the room . I sat on the bed and laid down.  Someone knocked on my door “It’s open” Jack came in and close the door behind him “Hey how are you ?” I Still Laid on the bed “I don’t know” He laid besides me and said “What’s wrong?” I looked at him “besides the Pain? I don’t know I feel like I only cause trouble. Sam and Dean are worried and stressed and Only because of me.” He Looked at the ceiling “Trust me They are always stressed and worried, and its not your fault. And you don’t Cause Trouble.” I laughed “But it feels like it” He stood up and took my hands in his “come Dinner is ready” I looked at him “I’m not Hungry” He shook his head and he pulled me up on my feet “You are going to eat something” He dragged me out of the room to the diner room where everybody was waiting I Sat down next to Claire and Jack. Alex leaned a little over the the table and raised an eyebrow “What were you two doing?” She whispered .I felt the Heat rising up my cheeks again “Alex shut up. They are going to hear it” I whispered back and Claire Laughed. Everybody looked at us and I looked down at my Plate. Jack gave me a worried look “Are you alright? Do you have fever?” I Shook my head “It’s Nothing”. Alex gave me through the dinner always some looks who I started to ignore. After dinner I said Good night to everybody and went to bed.

In waked up in the Middle of the Night. I had nightmares. I Decided to grab a glass water and try to sleep again I put a blanket around my shoulders an went to the kitchen. I grabbed a glass of water when I heard some noises from the living room. I Saw that the TV was on and jack was locking some tv show.  “Hey Couldn’t sleep?” I asked sitting on the Couch next to him. He gave me a little smile “I don’t sleep much” I looked at him confused but then I understood. “And you why are you awake?” I looked at the TV “Nightmares” Was the only thing I said. “Ehm I read that talking about them should help so if you want to talk I’m here” I smiled “Thanks Jack. But I would rather forget about them as soon as I can” He nodded and we watched the Tv for a while took my glass water “Ok I’m going to sleep again good night Jack” He smiled after me “Good night Y/N”    

[vgckwb]

ML: Are They Worthy? Chapter 78: Bliss!/Effector!

(Warining: Transphobia near the end.)

On the helicopter, the night of the chase:

Receiver Deceiver appeared and destroyed Catalyst’s tablet and knocked her out. “What are you doing?!” Scarlet Moth said.

“A cure for your wife? That’s it? No absolute power? No asking everyone like you? Nothing?”

“I don’t care for all of that!” Scarlet Moth said.

“Well, I need a fix,” Receiver Deceiver said. “So, if you aren’t going to use the power of the miraculous to their fullest extent, then I will!” She charged at Scarlet Moth. He tried to settle her down, but she had been willingly akumatized so many times that she could fight it. She tackled him, and both of them were sent falling out of the helicopter.

There was a bit of a struggle in the air, but Scarlet Moth managed to kick Receiver Deceiver away. However, he was still falling. By the time he could try figuring out something, he landed face first on a stone gate and fell on the ground.

When he came to, he was Gabriel again. He rubbed his head. “Ugh. What’s going on?” he asked, sitting up.

Nooroo flew up to him, carrying a discarded poncho. “Here” he said. “Put this on.” Gabriel seemed very confused. Nooroo noticed Ladybug on the horizon. “Hurry!” Gabriel put the poncho on.

“Follow me!” Nooroo flew off to hide from Ladybug. Gabriel followed. “Alright, we should be safe now Master.” Nooroo looked at Gabriel. “Master?”

“What is going on?” Gabriel said.

“Ladybug was trying to get to you on the helicopter, but Lila betrayed you” Nooroo explained.

Gabriel seemed even more confused than before. “Ladybug? Lila?”

“Um, Master?” Nooroo said.

“What are you even?” Gabriel said. “You look sort of like a butterfly, but you can talk? Furthermore, why am I in the middle of Paris?”

Nooroo was now confused. “Where should you be?” he asked.

“At the cathedral,” Gabriel said. “I’m supposed to be getting married today.”

“Oh no,” Nooroo said, coming to a realization. “Master? What year is it?”

“1998” Gabriel answered with no hesitation.

“Oh dear” Nooroo said. “You hit your head harder than I realized.” Gabriel was more confused than ever. “Look, I’ll explain everything when I have the time, but right now just know that it’s not the year you think it is. You hit your head really hard, and are suffering from amnesia.”

“Oh great. I’m in a bad soap opera” Gabriel remarked.

“It gets worse,” Nooroo said.

“I figured as much,” Gabriel retorted. “I’m assuming you somehow make sense.”

“Yeah,” Nooroo said. “For now, we need to collect ourselves.”

“How?” Gabriel asked.

Nooroo looked around. “Follow me.” He flew off somewhere. Gabriel tentatively followed him. Nooroo thought to himself. Well, if he’s like this, it would be easy to turn him into Ladybug. But I can’t go against him, and he’s in no condition to reverse that. He needs to do this by himself. However, that doesn’t mean I can’t push him in the right direction.

The pair eventually made it to Agreste manor. They snuck passed some cops who were inspecting the area to a secret elevator. Nooroo rigged it so they could have access to it. They eventually went down to a bunker that was adjacent from the place where they were keeping Emilie.

There was a view to it through one-way glass. Nooroo looked out and saw that Emilie was missing. “That’s odd,” he said to himself. “Perhaps they already took her. I need to investigate.”

Nooroo turned to Gabriel. “Alright, you need to stay here. I need to go out. There should be enough food to last you a few days in here if need be.”

“Hold on!” Gabriel demanded. “I want answers! What are you? Where are we? Why do we need to hide?”

All of these were fair questions to someone who just lost their memory. Nooroo had to be careful though. He wanted him to turn himself in, but he couldn’t hide what was going on. He just needed to fudge a few details.

“OK,” Nooroo said, collecting himself. “First, let’s start with me. I am what’s known as a kwami. I am a magical being that inhabits a jewel known as a miraculous. With it, I can grant people the power of transmission”

“Are you the only one?” Gabriel asked.

“No,” Nooroo answered. “I am one of many. And for a while, an evil person by the name of Hawk Moth had me in their clutches. He wanted to fuse the two most powerful miraculous to grant a wish.

However, there were heroes that stood in his way. The keepers of said miraculous, Ladybug and Cat Noir. Eventually, they found him. He tried to run away while causing endless chaos in Paris. Ladybug and Cat Noir, along with help from other heroes managed to put a stop to it. After Hawk Moth but you up to doing evil, something happened to him, and you came into possession of my miraculous during all of that, but were injured in the process.”

“I see,” Gabriel said. “Well, I suppose it makes sense. I’m not in a position to argue much now, am I? So, what is this place?”

“This is your house,” Nooroo said. “Well, more specifically, a bunker within your house.”

Gabriel seemed more shocked by that fact than any of the stuff previous. “My house? But it looks so expensive. I mean, I’m but a mere fashion designer. I mean, I know Emilie’s family is loaded, but I would have hated to borrow from them.” Nooroo sighed. “Between the time you think it is and the time it actually is, you’ve become the head of a fashion empire.”

“Oh” Gabriel said. “I mean, I’ve always dreamed of that, but to see it actually happen...it’s just...wow…”

“Anyway, I need to investigate,” Nooroo said. “You need to stay here and get your strength up. You should be alright in here.”

“WAIT!” Gabriel called. “Where’s Emilie in all of this?”

Nooroo seemed dejected. “She also went missing during the attack.”

“Then I must find her!” Gabriel said.

“NO!” Nooroo demanded. “You’re in no condition to go out. You used up a lot of strength. I can search for her, and the moment I find where she is, I will tell you.”

Gabriel paused. “Very well.” Nooroo flew off.

Nooroo headed to Gabriel’s computer to see if anything was on the Ladyblog. He found various pieces of information. How the team had taken Emilie, and that she was alive and recovering in a hospital. They didn’t say which hospital though, but Nooro was glad he got as far as he did.

At that moment, some officers came in and Nooroo hid. If he got caught, they would find Gabriel. They were sweeping for any clues that might lead to Gariel, as well as pick up any evidence left behind.

Once the officers left, Nooroo headed back down to Gabriel. He had his phone out. “What is this thing?” Gabriel asked.

Nooroo sighed.’That is a cell phone.”

“It seems pretty advanced,” Gabriel replied.

“It kind of is” Nooroo answered. “It’s not just a phone. It’s basically a mini computer.”

“Huh” Gabriel said. “I thought phones were in the process of getting smaller. But I guess they got bigger instead.”

“Is that all?” Nooroo asked.

“No,” Gabriel said. He took out his wallet and took a few Euros out. “What are these things, and where are all my Francs?”

“Those are Euros,” Nooroo answered. “The currency was introduced in 1999 and is used by almost all of the members of the European Union.”

“Huh” Gabriel responded.”I’m sorry. It’s just hard to comprehend everything. Here I am, thinking it’s my wedding day, and suddenly it’s not.”

“It’ll be OK, Master,” Nooroo said.

Gabriel smiled. “Thanks. Hey, do you call all of the people who have your miraculous ‘Master’?”

Nooroo chuckled. “It’s an old habit.”

“Hm. So, why are you back down here?” Gabriel asked.

“Oh, right. I want to say, I found that your wife is safe, and in a hospital” Nooroo said. “The problem is, I don’t know which one. I’m going to have to search, but it could take me awhile.”

“I understand,” Gabriel said. “To be honest, I’m feeling pretty fatigued. My head is killing me, I have amnesia, and everything I don’t know is a lot to take in. I trust you. Don’t worry.”

“OK master,” Nooroo said.

“I’m gonna try to sleep,” Gabriel said. “Maybe when I wake up, I’ll remember everything.” He laid down and passed out.

Nooroo frowned. “I hope you don’t.” He left. Nooroo began searching the hospitals. He had to be careful not to get caught. Again, he was cursed by Gabriel to not betray him. Getting Gabriel to peacefully surrender was his only option, and this situation, as stressful as it was, provided him an option to do just that. It would take him longer to play it safe, but this would ensure the better option plays out.

Meanwhile, Gabriel woke up the next morning. He didn’t know it, but he too did a lot of Saturday. Sure, most of it was when he was powered up, but getting hit in the head like that really takes it out of you.

When he awoke he said “Boy that was a crazy dream.I must be more stressed about the wedding than I thou-... Oh. It’s real.” He contemplated what he heard previously. “If what that kwami thing said is true, and I don’t think he would lie to me, then Emilie and I are already married, and have been married for a while. I’m glad it’s been successful I guess, but I don’t know how.

Do we have any kids? What are they like? I’m sure they’re nothing short of extraordinary. I wonder if they like me. I know Emilie tells me not to worry. It’s just easier when she’s around. I kind of wish she was here.”

Suddenly, Gabriel had a terrible headache. It felt like he was trying to remember something, but couldn’t figure it out. “What was that?” he said after it calmed down. “That thing said she was in a hospital. Well, maybe they could help me sort this all out as well.”

Gabriel looked at the door. “Nooroo, was it, said I shouldn't leave without him. I’d have to agree. If the world really is further than I am, I’d look like a crazy person.”

Gabriel saw a small table and some paper. “Perhaps I could take the edge off by designing something. He walked over and sat down at the table.”Now let’s think. I know. Something for Emilie when she gets out! I mean, of course I’d design for Emilie. I’d design something for the kid or kids, but I don’t know what they look like, or even if there are any. I know Emilie wanted kids, so there has to be at least one. Anyways, I should get started.”

He began sketching, taking occasion breaks to rest and eat. He felt like himself for the first time since waking up in a foreign world. He joked to himself “You know, this might seem cutting edge from what I know, but I bet someone would call this retro.” He chuckled. “I would like to design something more extravagant, but I know Emilie, and she would want it to be simple. And considering that she would be getting out of the hospital, I feel like simple is better.”

A few hours later, Nooroo returned. “Oh good. You’re back. Take a look at this!” Gabriel said.

Nooroo played along and looked. He was actually impressed. “Wow,” he said. He shook himself. “Anyways, good news. I’ve found your wife.”

“Really?” Gabriel asked. “That’s wonderful.”

Nooroo had not seen Gabriel this cheerful. It was understandable, but it was still a shock to Nooroo. “Well, yes. I feel like it’s too late to try and visit her now. I think we should go first thing in the morning.”

“Good,” Gabriel said. “ Being cooped up in here hasn’t done me any favors.”

“Do you feel like you could handle it?” Nooroo asked.

“I believe so,” Gabriel said. “With a good night’s rest, I should be fine.”

“OK. Then we’ll head out in the morning” Nooroo said.

Gabriel smiled. “You know, you’ve been really helpful to me. When this is all said and done, I should find a way to thank you.”

Nooroo blushed. “Oh, you don’t have to do that.”

“I insist,” Gabriel said.

“Oh” Nooroo said. “Well, I guess I can’t stop you then.”

“Good night Nooroo,” Gabriel said.

Nooroo smiled. “Good night master.” Gabriel soon fell asleep. He’s going to remember eventually. Probably before this is all “said and done” too. I hope he remembers this. Still, it wouldn’t surprise me if he didn’t make good on his promise. Nooroo sighed and fell asleep next to Gabriel.

The pair woke up the next morning. “Darn it!” Gabriel said. “This is still real.”

“Well, it’ll be better once we get to your wife” Nooroo said.

“You’re right,” Gabriel said, petting Nooroo. “She always knows what to do.”

“We should get going,” Nooroo said. “We have to be careful to not stand out.”

“Agreed,” Gabriel said. “Our goal is to get to the hospital. I feel like that’s a safe place where everything can get settled.”

“Right,” Nooroo said nervously. “Let’s go.” Nooroo led Gabriel out of the mansion and into the streets of Paris. The two of them were careful to not draw too much attention to themselves and hid whenever things got a bit hairy. I think we’re going to actually do this!

When they were almost at the hospital, the duo heard some yelling. “IT’S LUC! MY NAME IS LUC! AND I AM A MAN!”

“Sweetie, you’re just confused” said another voice.

They turned to face the source of the commotion. It looked like a couple was arguing with a young man. The young man was standing besides a woman about his age, and a group of teenagers. “NO!” the man named Luc screamed. “WHY CAN’T YOU ACCEPT THIS?!”

“Well,” the man in the condescending couple said, “because if we did, we’d have failed as parents for letting you believe in this stuff.”

“GRRR,” Luc said. “This is why I hate coming back here! I KNEW something like this would happen.”

“If you felt like that, then why come back?” the woman asked. “I mean, don’t get me wrong, we’ll welcome you with open arms, just as soon as you become our baby girl again.”

Vessels were popping in Luc’s head. “I came because Paris was on FIRE a few days ago, and I wanted to see if my sister was doing alright. Not to be talked down and invalidated by YOU! And furthermore, I was NEVER your baby girl. You just can’t accept that fact!”

The man got a stern look on his face. “Well, as you can see, she’s fine. Now leave, and never return. Let’s go Katelyn.” He took one of the teens by hand. “You're not allowed to see your sister again until she stops believing in those delusions.”

“They aren’t delusions!” Katlyn spoke up. “And Luc is my brother, so that doesn’t work.”

The woman gasped. “You. You’ve poisoned your sister. What do you have to say for yourself?!”

“We’ll make sure you can’t come near her ever again!” the man said. Luc could not hide his fury if he tried.

Gabriel pulled Nooroo into a nearby ally. “Nooroo. You said I have the power to give people powers, right?”

Nooroo knew what he was thinking. “Oh no. We can’t. We’re so close.”

“But Nooroo,” Gabriel said, “that man is in trouble. I can’t just ignore it. I have the ability to do something.” Gabriel looked at Nooroo with desperation. “Please.”

Nooroo looked at the sight of Gabriel pleading to help this person. In a weird way, Nooroo saw what Gabriel could have been. He remembered a conversation from when they were first starting out.

“Um, master,” Nooroo said. “You almost never seem to go for people who are, um, actually bad.”

“Your point?” Gabriel asked.

“Well, um, it’s just, wouldn’t they make better villains?” Nooroo asked.

Gabriel took a deep breath. “Perhaps. But I’m not particularly invested in helping those who are truly disgusting.”

“Um, ‘help’?” Noooo continued.

“As much as I am the villain in all of this, I can’t bring myself to commit to it fully” Gabriel said. “Like a lot of my victims, I too am stuck in the darkness with no way out. You’ve already told me I can’t akumatize myself to cure Emilie.”

“Right, the magic is too powerful” Nooroo reminded him.

“Right” Gabriel nodded. “I empathize with those in need. I want to help losers become winners because I myself am the biggest loser. I figured doing it this way would work out. If I win, I get the miraculous and they have their revenge. If I lose, Ladybug and Cat Noir can help sort things out afterwards. It’s a win win.”

“I see,” Nooroo said. “You can be kind deep down master.”

“Thank you Nooroo,” Gabriel replied.

In the present, Nooroo was looking at his master wanting to help with no ulterior motive. He is incredibly serious about this. This will only make things more complicated for us, but I can’t say no. However, I don’t really want to this time either. “Fine,” Nooroo said.

“Alright! So, what do I do?” Gabriel asked.

“Just say ‘Nooroo! Wings Rise!’” Nooroo explained.

“And then what?” Gabriel continued.

“You channel the energy into a butterfly and send it over to the person. Once it takes over an object, you will transmit them their powers” Nooroo further explained.

“Sounds simple enough. Let’s go!” Gabriel said. “Nooroo! Wings Rise!” Nooroo slightly smiled before fusing into the miraculous. Gabriel transformed. He was wearing a butterfly-shaped domino mask, a light purple dress shirt with darker purple stripes, along with a dark purple vest, dark purple gloves, dark purple pants, and black shoes.

Gabriel looked himself over. He felt very good about this. “Alright Paris. I know you’ve been dealing with Hawk Moth. But now, it’s time for a new user of the butterfly miraculous to punish villainous scum instead of being one. Say hello to Effector!”

[castiels-bro]

Attempt

Summary: You just decide to test Cass, because you don’t know if he likes you or not.

Pairing: Castiel x Reader

Warinings: smutty smut, kinda fluffy (if it needs a warning lol)

Words: 1389

A/N: | Again, sorry for every mistake I made, English isn’t my first language. |

Well, I was wondering if I should tag you or not, but I thought that you may like it, so here you are.

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@katymacsupernatural  @splendidcas @casbabydontgoineedyou  @greenappleeyes 

P.S. I love your work <3

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It was exactly a year since you were living in the bunker with boys, exactly a year since you hadn't any action and it was a year since you decided that you need to be with the Angel. That year was difficult; Cass was... weird. One time he was overprotective, no matter if it was a monster, ghost or just a men that was trying to pick you up, and the other times, you felt invisible to him. Boys were making jokes about that.

One day, Dean heard you pleasuring yourself and moaning the Angel's name and he was teasing you about that for two weeks. And you were sick of this by now.

So, that one evening with your boys and whisky you thought about a great plan. You decided to test your Angel. If he won't be madly in love with you and your body after the attempts, you will stop and find yourself a date.

~

The next evening was the perfect time for your first plan. Castiel showed up and was doing research with boys, they were looking for a new case, so you went to your room and changed. Well, you just take off your flannel and bra, leaving yourself in just your tight tank top. You loved your boobs and you knew that no men can take their eyes off of you. You made sure that your nipples were hard and then you headed to library.

One step in the room and six pairs of eyes were on you. Dean shift in his chair, Sam tried to not look, and Cass... Well, Cass covered himself more in his trench coat and licked his lips not even trying to not be seen. You smiled to everyone and pretended that you saw nothing.

“What's up, boys?” you sat beside Sam, opposite Castiel and Dean.”Found something?” That look on their faces... They had no idea what you were talking about, so you laught. “Guys, I live here a year now, you should get used to it.” your words hit Dean and he smirked, but before he could answer you, Cass caught.

“You live with two guys, you shouldn't walk around this place like this.” said your Angel, which caused you to raised your eyebrows.

“That's just Dean and Sam and you shouldn't care.” you smiled kinda horridly, but deep down you knew that this was the reaction you wanted. “I will walk around this place naked,”you stood up and started walking away without turning around.”and you have nothing to say, because this place is my home, and, oh, look” you took off your tank top and tossed it somewhere”in my home, I do what I want to do.”

You were sure you heard all of them moaning, when they saw your naked back, but you went streight to your room.

That night you heard not only your moans, but Dean's and Sam's as well. You had no idea that both of them would whispered your name, but it was really amusing and it turned you on even more, but you wanted Cass to break.

You stoped wearing a bra and get used to see Winchester brothers with boners or not see them at all. It was strange to you, but funny. Both of them knew that you wanted to break Castiel and, guessing by the groans and moans at night and smiles in the meantime of the day, they didn't cared as long as you were okay with them pleasuring themselves to the thought of you.

~

And then, after a week, Cass showed up again, just before you went to the shower. Your fate wanted you to met Dean in the hall so you told him about your second plan and he joined it with a huge smile. You went to get a shower and he stole your clothes, it was this simple.

“Dean? What is it?” asked Castiel just after older Winchester crossed threshold of map room. “Is that... These aren't (Y/N)?”

“Yeah, they are.” he smiled. “You can count the seconds, she will be here any minute, wet, angry and only in...”

“Dean!!!” you screamed, knowing you have to be really mad at him. “Dean Winchester! Where are my clothes?!” you stood just at the door. Your hair wet, only in a fluffy towel. You met Cass' blown eyes and before you knew it, you where standing in your room, opposite Castiel.

He rushed twords you and crashed his lips on yours. You never thought that Castiel would be this great at kissing. His lips were soft, but the kiss was taking your breath away and made your knees weak. Leaning on his chest, you felt his erection pressed at your stomach. His hands hugged your face, just so you couldn't break, and he just throw that towel on the floor. Not breaking the kiss, he put you on the bed of yours and made himself comfortable above you. He nestled his head in your neck and left there a few kisses then he traveled lower.

You moand when his lips found your nipple and sucked it. His hands were everywhere, but not where you needed his touch most and it was driving you crazy.

“Cass..”you begged. “Cass, please.” he groaned and rocked his hips into yours which caused you to squirm. He lowerd his mouth, kissing his way through your belly and he easly found your throbing clit and licked it. “Cass!” you were sure that Winchesters heard you, but you didn't care, the only thing that was important right now was that men between your legs.

He pressed his tounge flat to your clit and started doing circles around your entry with his finger. Your hands found its place in his hair and when you pulled him, he moand.

“(Y/N),” he started softly, ”I never thought that you could be this wet for me.” his words tickled you in a way that you never felt. He started to kiss and lick your sex like a primal, but you found in it a lot of a plan.

You felt your climax even before he slip his long fingers in you, but when he curled them, you fell of the edge, screaming his name and squirm under his touch. He rode you through your orgasm and got up to look at you. His smile was your blessing.

“You're so beautiful, (Y/N). Are you gonna cum for me one more time?” you couldn't stop that smirk that climed up to your mouth.

“Just one more?” you raised your eyebrows.

“I was waiting for it since the day I met you, I can't wait any longer to fuck you.” he said simply, starting to rock his hips into yours which took your breath away, so you just nodded.

“Please, Cass, make me yours.” you murmured between moans and your lust made him want you even more.

He snapped his fingers and was completely naked. Skin to skin, finally. He thrust into you easly and nestled his head in your neck again, moaning. Starting pace was slow, but soon, it was really fast, at the same time - not rough.

You felt that tightness in your lower belly and you couldn't stop yourself from squirming.

“Come, (Y/N), come on, love.” he whisperd and you fell another time, screaming, begging, moaning. Soon after you, he began to be a mess, crumbling and leaving kisses everywhere on your body, you back up your hips to give him the realise you wanted him to have; you just simply rode his orgasm.

“Oh my, (Y/N), don't stop, please... Don't you dare stopping...” his tone was everything you wanted; he shook and then he reached his own climax, losing his breath.

Cass fell beside you and tried to catch his breath. You cuddled to his chest, happy that you made him such a mess.

“Wow” he whisperd. “Dean should steal your clothes more often.” Castiel kissed your temple.

“I don't think we need him to butt in again” you smiled. “I love you, Cass.” you said quickly.

“Rest, (Y/N).”he hugged you hard and covered carefully. “I love you too, love.” he said right to your ear and you fell asleep with a huge smile.

[buynewsoul]

What Makes a Great Dog Selfie?

There’s nothing a proud dog parent likes better than to post images of and with their dog. The dog selfie is not a new phenomenon, nor was it born with the advent of reversible cameras and social media platforms on which to share them. Regardless of medium — whether the image is committed to stone, carved from marble, executed in paint upon canvas or taken with a mobile phone — no sooner is a new art form developed, than artists of all skill levels find ways to work their dogs into the picture.

A quick peek into the annals of art history shows this to be the case. The 18th-century English painter and engraver William Hogarth, for example, owned a series of Pugs throughout his life. One of his best-known self-portraits gives a Pug named Trump pride of place. Likewise, the 20th-century Mexican artist Frida Kahlo, whose self-portraits rank among her finest and most memorable works, also painted herself with a favorite dog. The 1938 painting, Itzcuintli Dog With Me, portrays Kahlo seated with her beloved Xoloitzcuintli, Mr Xoloti.

Mon chien fait des selfies #braqueallemand #dogselfies

A post shared by Tete Teteaucarré (@tete_au_carre) on Feb 26, 2017 at 5:16am PST

Dogs taking selfies

What constitutes a great dog selfie? Let’s start with a few photos where the angle of the image and the position of the dog gives the illusion that a dog wants to take a selfie! Check out this happy little fellow, having a leisurely nap amidst the clover! How intently he stares at the tiny flower, reveling in the first signs of Spring!

Selfie con margherite, 2017, foto di Totò, art direction di Totò, modello sempre Totò #mydogisbetterthanyours #dogselfie

A post shared by Elisa Moschetta (@elisamoschetta) on Mar 17, 2017 at 5:28am PDT

Prior to the availability of accessories like the selfie stick, photographing oneself often meant that one’s arms and shoulders necessarily made for bulky intrusions in the foreground. The need to twist your limbs to get yourself or your dog into the frame could make for an awkward image. In this dog selfie, our four-legged friend mimics not only the bipedal stature of their owner, but also the fore-leg contortions required to show itself off!

When your dog takes better selfies than you. #dogselfie #viking #dog #dogower #bulldog #betterselfies #photography #photo

A post shared by The Wasteland Vikings (@blackfeatherphotography) on Mar 17, 2017 at 5:04am PDT

No matter what your preferred social media platform is — be it Instagram, Facebook or Twitter — we’ve all seen our friends and coworkers post the “It’s so hard getting out of bed” style of selfie. This adorable Yellow Lab seems like a clever dog for being able to express the all-too-human look of exasperation and world-weariness universally associated with Monday mornings. Welcome to the working week, buddy!

Dodo’s #selfie time #mybrother#dodo#dog#dogoftheday#instadaily#instadog#dogoftheday#dogstagram#dogsofinsta#mydogiscutest#photo#whynot#cute#yellow#yellowlab#lab#labrador#laboftheday#goodday#fun#selfietime#followme#bestfriends#follow#instaselfie#dogselfie#doglife#doglovers#mydogisfamily#l4l

A post shared by Olimp (@olimpthebear) on Mar 16, 2017 at 4:53pm PDT

Even the most callous and high-minded art critic has to admit that they receive, chuckle at and hit the “like” button when they see pictures of their friends making silly faces. A truly funny dog selfie conveys the serendipity of getting the perfect shot at just the right moment. When it looks like a text you might get during your lunch hour from a happy-go-lucky pal, it’s even more precious!

This is what happens when the dog gets ahold of the camera…#dogselfie #doxie #readyformycloseup #dappledachshund #handsomeman #petsitting #dogwalking #trivalley #eastbay #danville #dublin #pleasanton #sanramon #california #bayareadogs #dogsofinstagram #instahappy

A post shared by For the Love of Dog (@4theloveofdg) on Mar 16, 2017 at 3:50pm PDT

Dogs taking selfies with their friends!

Our next few dog images remind us of the great times and hilarious misadventures we share with our friends and family. It’s amusing enough when it looks like a dog took a selfie of their own volition. What happens when dogs bring their puppy pals in to share the fun? Meet Molly and Taffee, whose photo together reminds me — for better and worse — of most of the photos I took in college! Ah, memories of my misspent youth; the word “selfie” didn’t even exist in those days!

Molly and Taffee Makers of Mischief … . . #redcordialkids #mischiefmakers #bestfriends_dogs #dogsandpals #rediculouslycute #dogselfies #petsagram_world #dogstomy #potd #dailybarker #sydneydogs #lifewithdogs #aussiedogs #igwoofs #muttstagram #dogmydog #petofix

A post shared by Ange Black (@redcordialkids) on Mar 17, 2017 at 3:43am PDT

Here’s another one where the dogs in the selfie are almost anthropomorphized through their positions and expressions. Go ahead! I dare you to tell me you haven’t taken photos exactly like this with your own friends during a pleasant weekend adventure!

Aí você viaja a trabalho, deixa sua filha na casa dá tia @brumoscoso e fica o tempo todo preocupada se ela está se comportando, se está comendo, etc, e vê que ela está tão bem que já está até tirando selfies com a amiga @biritapit e que provavelmente nem lembra que você existe. #saudadesdaminhapreta #dogselfie #dogfriendship #amigascaninas #vizinhas #migasualoka

A post shared by Rita Pacheco (@ritinha_pacheco) on Mar 15, 2017 at 6:55am PDT

Here’s an unlikely duo! The historical animus between dogs and cats is well known. It is the very rare dog selfie that features the two side by side, and each hamming it up for the camera! Another pet truism is that when the sun comes out, so do the tongues!

Cat selfie #catselfie #dogselfie #gangofcats #catslovers #catthursday #petslovers #petsblog #petsbloggers #meow #ouaf #instaselfie #dogslovers #funnypic #humor # # #

A post shared by Stéphy Guignard-Warin (@missgriotte) on Mar 16, 2017 at 10:25am PDT

One of the best composed of our dog selfies, this one is particularly good because of the consistency of its color scheme. Shades of blue dominate the background, framed by a series of brown tones, including those on the selfie-taking Jack Russell Terrier‘s head. The neutral whites of the two dogs�� coats stand out more against the blue and brown, and lend a harmony to the whole scene. It’s interrupted only by the bright orange quilt which forces our eyes to meet with those of the canine photographer.

Dog selfie! #jackrussell #jackrussellsofig #jackrussellmoments #jackrussellterrier #jackrussellterrier #lilyandm #mydogs #puppy #dog #dogsofinsta #dogsofinstgram #selfiesunday #dogselfie

A post shared by Barbara Steiner (@barbara_steiner18) on Mar 16, 2017 at 1:27pm PDT

Selfies with dogs

We started our survey of dog selfies with a discussion of how artists portray themselves with their own pets. We now return to that theme, because as hilarious as it is to think of dogs taking their own self-portraits, what we really love to share are photos of us with our dogs. What makes a great entry in the “selfie with dog” genre? Is it the triumph of managing to get the shot when both you and your dog are in the ideal configuration against a gorgeous landscape?

A Lenda está de volta!!! #canicross #canicrossing #chocolatlabrador #chocolate #labrador #labradors_ #labradors #labradorretriever #dogatleta #dogselfies #run #runselfie #eucorrietofeliz #trial #triathlon #triatleta #eusoualenda #alendavoltou #alenda

A post shared by Bruno Rapozo (@rapozovet) on Mar 7, 2017 at 6:55am PST

Or is it a sense of spontaneity? Sometimes the stars align, and you end up capturing the moment that your dog surprises you just as you hit the button on your phone. Candid dog selfies like this one can sum up your life together and all of the adventures you shared. In later years, these stolen moments are powerful reminders, simultaneously evoking the sorrow of loss as well as small moments of forgotten joy.

I think we nailed this #dogselfie.

A post shared by Joe Lohrum (@lohrum_ipsum) on Mar 16, 2017 at 6:47pm PDT

This one may be my favorite of all. The contrast between the human owner’s placid, contented visage and the seeming rage on her Samoyed‘s face couldn’t be more perfect.

Did some great morning barking today! But it takes more than a bark to scare hu- mum. #dogselfies #hundeelsker #samoyedlife #samojede #samoyedlove #bff #samoyed #samojed #samojede #samoyeds #samojednorge #barkcam #scarydog #sotra #ågotnes #morgentur

A post shared by Olybkas Nordic Night_Storm (@olybkasnordicnight_storm) on Mar 1, 2017 at 2:38pm PST

Just like the rest of you, I’m forever trying to take that one picture with my own dog. It’s a goal that’s proved elusive so far with Baby because she’s basically a ball of limitless energy. Every time I try to take a photo of us together, she inevitably hears a twig snap or catches the scent of a nearby squirrel. The resulting images usually find her looking away from the camera or feature a blurry dog head. After 20 or so of these failures, I usually give up. Once in a blue moon, though, everything comes together.

Baby gives me an unexpected ear lick! (Photo by Melvin Peña)

Share your best dog selfies!

The inevitable cultural backlash to anything that brings anybody any joy whatsoever has long since reached the selfie. Scholars of art and art history have been voluminous in their tongue-clucking and finger-wagging, going to great lengths to make distinctions between self-portraiture as high art and the selfie as low art. This distinction is largely academic, and therefore meaningless, as is the very notion of “guilty pleasures.”

Whether you’re the toast of the art world or a clock-punching manual laborer, the advent of digital photography and reversible smartphone cameras makes creating and sharing images of yourself and your beloved pets easier than ever. What makes a dog selfie great is ultimately the joy it brings you, and the delight of sharing it with your friends and family. There must be more true gems out there; share your best dog selfies in the comments below!

The post What Makes a Great Dog Selfie? appeared first on Dogster.

[stiles-wtf]

What Makes a Great Dog Selfie?

There’s nothing a proud dog parent likes better than to post images of and with their dog. The dog selfie is not a new phenomenon, nor was it born with the advent of reversible cameras and social media platforms on which to share them. Regardless of medium — whether the image is committed to stone, carved from marble, executed in paint upon canvas or taken with a mobile phone — no sooner is a new art form developed, than artists of all skill levels find ways to work their dogs into the picture.

A quick peek into the annals of art history shows this to be the case. The 18th-century English painter and engraver William Hogarth, for example, owned a series of Pugs throughout his life. One of his best-known self-portraits gives a Pug named Trump pride of place. Likewise, the 20th-century Mexican artist Frida Kahlo, whose self-portraits rank among her finest and most memorable works, also painted herself with a favorite dog. The 1938 painting, Itzcuintli Dog With Me, portrays Kahlo seated with her beloved Xoloitzcuintli, Mr Xoloti.

Mon chien fait des selfies #braqueallemand #dogselfies

A post shared by Tete Teteaucarré (@tete_au_carre) on Feb 26, 2017 at 5:16am PST

Dogs taking selfies

What constitutes a great dog selfie? Let’s start with a few photos where the angle of the image and the position of the dog gives the illusion that a dog wants to take a selfie! Check out this happy little fellow, having a leisurely nap amidst the clover! How intently he stares at the tiny flower, reveling in the first signs of Spring!

Selfie con margherite, 2017, foto di Totò, art direction di Totò, modello sempre Totò #mydogisbetterthanyours #dogselfie

A post shared by Elisa Moschetta (@elisamoschetta) on Mar 17, 2017 at 5:28am PDT

Prior to the availability of accessories like the selfie stick, photographing oneself often meant that one’s arms and shoulders necessarily made for bulky intrusions in the foreground. The need to twist your limbs to get yourself or your dog into the frame could make for an awkward image. In this dog selfie, our four-legged friend mimics not only the bipedal stature of their owner, but also the fore-leg contortions required to show itself off!

When your dog takes better selfies than you. #dogselfie #viking #dog #dogower #bulldog #betterselfies #photography #photo

A post shared by The Wasteland Vikings (@blackfeatherphotography) on Mar 17, 2017 at 5:04am PDT

No matter what your preferred social media platform is — be it Instagram, Facebook or Twitter — we’ve all seen our friends and coworkers post the “It’s so hard getting out of bed” style of selfie. This adorable Yellow Lab seems like a clever dog for being able to express the all-too-human look of exasperation and world-weariness universally associated with Monday mornings. Welcome to the working week, buddy!

Dodo’s #selfie time #mybrother#dodo#dog#dogoftheday#instadaily#instadog#dogoftheday#dogstagram#dogsofinsta#mydogiscutest#photo#whynot#cute#yellow#yellowlab#lab#labrador#laboftheday#goodday#fun#selfietime#followme#bestfriends#follow#instaselfie#dogselfie#doglife#doglovers#mydogisfamily#l4l

A post shared by Olimp (@olimpthebear) on Mar 16, 2017 at 4:53pm PDT

Even the most callous and high-minded art critic has to admit that they receive, chuckle at and hit the “like” button when they see pictures of their friends making silly faces. A truly funny dog selfie conveys the serendipity of getting the perfect shot at just the right moment. When it looks like a text you might get during your lunch hour from a happy-go-lucky pal, it’s even more precious!

This is what happens when the dog gets ahold of the camera…#dogselfie #doxie #readyformycloseup #dappledachshund #handsomeman #petsitting #dogwalking #trivalley #eastbay #danville #dublin #pleasanton #sanramon #california #bayareadogs #dogsofinstagram #instahappy

A post shared by For the Love of Dog (@4theloveofdg) on Mar 16, 2017 at 3:50pm PDT

Dogs taking selfies with their friends!

Our next few dog images remind us of the great times and hilarious misadventures we share with our friends and family. It’s amusing enough when it looks like a dog took a selfie of their own volition. What happens when dogs bring their puppy pals in to share the fun? Meet Molly and Taffee, whose photo together reminds me — for better and worse — of most of the photos I took in college! Ah, memories of my misspent youth; the word “selfie” didn’t even exist in those days!

Molly and Taffee Makers of Mischief … . . #redcordialkids #mischiefmakers #bestfriends_dogs #dogsandpals #rediculouslycute #dogselfies #petsagram_world #dogstomy #potd #dailybarker #sydneydogs #lifewithdogs #aussiedogs #igwoofs #muttstagram #dogmydog #petofix

A post shared by Ange Black (@redcordialkids) on Mar 17, 2017 at 3:43am PDT

Here’s another one where the dogs in the selfie are almost anthropomorphized through their positions and expressions. Go ahead! I dare you to tell me you haven’t taken photos exactly like this with your own friends during a pleasant weekend adventure!

Aí você viaja a trabalho, deixa sua filha na casa dá tia @brumoscoso e fica o tempo todo preocupada se ela está se comportando, se está comendo, etc, e vê que ela está tão bem que já está até tirando selfies com a amiga @biritapit e que provavelmente nem lembra que você existe. #saudadesdaminhapreta #dogselfie #dogfriendship #amigascaninas #vizinhas #migasualoka

A post shared by Rita Pacheco (@ritinha_pacheco) on Mar 15, 2017 at 6:55am PDT

Here’s an unlikely duo! The historical animus between dogs and cats is well known. It is the very rare dog selfie that features the two side by side, and each hamming it up for the camera! Another pet truism is that when the sun comes out, so do the tongues!

Cat selfie #catselfie #dogselfie #gangofcats #catslovers #catthursday #petslovers #petsblog #petsbloggers #meow #ouaf #instaselfie #dogslovers #funnypic #humor # # #

A post shared by Stéphy Guignard-Warin (@missgriotte) on Mar 16, 2017 at 10:25am PDT

One of the best composed of our dog selfies, this one is particularly good because of the consistency of its color scheme. Shades of blue dominate the background, framed by a series of brown tones, including those on the selfie-taking Jack Russell Terrier‘s head. The neutral whites of the two dogs’ coats stand out more against the blue and brown, and lend a harmony to the whole scene. It’s interrupted only by the bright orange quilt which forces our eyes to meet with those of the canine photographer.

Dog selfie! #jackrussell #jackrussellsofig #jackrussellmoments #jackrussellterrier #jackrussellterrier #lilyandm #mydogs #puppy #dog #dogsofinsta #dogsofinstgram #selfiesunday #dogselfie

A post shared by Barbara Steiner (@barbara_steiner18) on Mar 16, 2017 at 1:27pm PDT

Selfies with dogs

We started our survey of dog selfies with a discussion of how artists portray themselves with their own pets. We now return to that theme, because as hilarious as it is to think of dogs taking their own self-portraits, what we really love to share are photos of us with our dogs. What makes a great entry in the “selfie with dog” genre? Is it the triumph of managing to get the shot when both you and your dog are in the ideal configuration against a gorgeous landscape?

A Lenda está de volta!!! #canicross #canicrossing #chocolatlabrador #chocolate #labrador #labradors_ #labradors #labradorretriever #dogatleta #dogselfies #run #runselfie #eucorrietofeliz #trial #triathlon #triatleta #eusoualenda #alendavoltou #alenda

A post shared by Bruno Rapozo (@rapozovet) on Mar 7, 2017 at 6:55am PST

Or is it a sense of spontaneity? Sometimes the stars align, and you end up capturing the moment that your dog surprises you just as you hit the button on your phone. Candid dog selfies like this one can sum up your life together and all of the adventures you shared. In later years, these stolen moments are powerful reminders, simultaneously evoking the sorrow of loss as well as small moments of forgotten joy.

I think we nailed this #dogselfie.

A post shared by Joe Lohrum (@lohrum_ipsum) on Mar 16, 2017 at 6:47pm PDT

This one may be my favorite of all. The contrast between the human owner’s placid, contented visage and the seeming rage on her Samoyed‘s face couldn’t be more perfect.

Did some great morning barking today! But it takes more than a bark to scare hu- mum. #dogselfies #hundeelsker #samoyedlife #samojede #samoyedlove #bff #samoyed #samojed #samojede #samoyeds #samojednorge #barkcam #scarydog #sotra #ågotnes #morgentur

A post shared by Olybkas Nordic Night_Storm (@olybkasnordicnight_storm) on Mar 1, 2017 at 2:38pm PST

Just like the rest of you, I’m forever trying to take that one picture with my own dog. It’s a goal that’s proved elusive so far with Baby because she’s basically a ball of limitless energy. Every time I try to take a photo of us together, she inevitably hears a twig snap or catches the scent of a nearby squirrel. The resulting images usually find her looking away from the camera or feature a blurry dog head. After 20 or so of these failures, I usually give up. Once in a blue moon, though, everything comes together.

Baby gives me an unexpected ear lick! (Photo by Melvin Peña)

Share your best dog selfies!

The inevitable cultural backlash to anything that brings anybody any joy whatsoever has long since reached the selfie. Scholars of art and art history have been voluminous in their tongue-clucking and finger-wagging, going to great lengths to make distinctions between self-portraiture as high art and the selfie as low art. This distinction is largely academic, and therefore meaningless, as is the very notion of “guilty pleasures.”

Whether you’re the toast of the art world or a clock-punching manual laborer, the advent of digital photography and reversible smartphone cameras makes creating and sharing images of yourself and your beloved pets easier than ever. What makes a dog selfie great is ultimately the joy it brings you, and the delight of sharing it with your friends and family. There must be more true gems out there; share your best dog selfies in the comments below!

The post What Makes a Great Dog Selfie? appeared first on Dogster.

[daddyslittlejuliet]

What Makes a Great Dog Selfie?

There’s nothing a proud dog parent likes better than to post images of and with their dog. The dog selfie is not a new phenomenon, nor was it born with the advent of reversible cameras and social media platforms on which to share them. Regardless of medium — whether the image is committed to stone, carved from marble, executed in paint upon canvas or taken with a mobile phone — no sooner is a new art form developed, than artists of all skill levels find ways to work their dogs into the picture.

A quick peek into the annals of art history shows this to be the case. The 18th-century English painter and engraver William Hogarth, for example, owned a series of Pugs throughout his life. One of his best-known self-portraits gives a Pug named Trump pride of place. Likewise, the 20th-century Mexican artist Frida Kahlo, whose self-portraits rank among her finest and most memorable works, also painted herself with a favorite dog. The 1938 painting, Itzcuintli Dog With Me, portrays Kahlo seated with her beloved Xoloitzcuintli, Mr Xoloti.

Mon chien fait des selfies #braqueallemand #dogselfies

A post shared by Tete Teteaucarré (@tete_au_carre) on Feb 26, 2017 at 5:16am PST

Dogs taking selfies

What constitutes a great dog selfie? Let’s start with a few photos where the angle of the image and the position of the dog gives the illusion that a dog wants to take a selfie! Check out this happy little fellow, having a leisurely nap amidst the clover! How intently he stares at the tiny flower, reveling in the first signs of Spring!

Selfie con margherite, 2017, foto di Totò, art direction di Totò, modello sempre Totò #mydogisbetterthanyours #dogselfie

A post shared by Elisa Moschetta (@elisamoschetta) on Mar 17, 2017 at 5:28am PDT

Prior to the availability of accessories like the selfie stick, photographing oneself often meant that one’s arms and shoulders necessarily made for bulky intrusions in the foreground. The need to twist your limbs to get yourself or your dog into the frame could make for an awkward image. In this dog selfie, our four-legged friend mimics not only the bipedal stature of their owner, but also the fore-leg contortions required to show itself off!

When your dog takes better selfies than you. #dogselfie #viking #dog #dogower #bulldog #betterselfies #photography #photo

A post shared by The Wasteland Vikings (@blackfeatherphotography) on Mar 17, 2017 at 5:04am PDT

No matter what your preferred social media platform is — be it Instagram, Facebook or Twitter — we’ve all seen our friends and coworkers post the “It’s so hard getting out of bed” style of selfie. This adorable Yellow Lab seems like a clever dog for being able to express the all-too-human look of exasperation and world-weariness universally associated with Monday mornings. Welcome to the working week, buddy!

Dodo’s #selfie time #mybrother#dodo#dog#dogoftheday#instadaily#instadog#dogoftheday#dogstagram#dogsofinsta#mydogiscutest#photo#whynot#cute#yellow#yellowlab#lab#labrador#laboftheday#goodday#fun#selfietime#followme#bestfriends#follow#instaselfie#dogselfie#doglife#doglovers#mydogisfamily#l4l

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Even the most callous and high-minded art critic has to admit that they receive, chuckle at and hit the “like” button when they see pictures of their friends making silly faces. A truly funny dog selfie conveys the serendipity of getting the perfect shot at just the right moment. When it looks like a text you might get during your lunch hour from a happy-go-lucky pal, it’s even more precious!

This is what happens when the dog gets ahold of the camera…#dogselfie #doxie #readyformycloseup #dappledachshund #handsomeman #petsitting #dogwalking #trivalley #eastbay #danville #dublin #pleasanton #sanramon #california #bayareadogs #dogsofinstagram #instahappy

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Dogs taking selfies with their friends!

Our next few dog images remind us of the great times and hilarious misadventures we share with our friends and family. It’s amusing enough when it looks like a dog took a selfie of their own volition. What happens when dogs bring their puppy pals in to share the fun? Meet Molly and Taffee, whose photo together reminds me — for better and worse — of most of the photos I took in college! Ah, memories of my misspent youth; the word “selfie” didn’t even exist in those days!

Molly and Taffee Makers of Mischief … . . #redcordialkids #mischiefmakers #bestfriends_dogs #dogsandpals #rediculouslycute #dogselfies #petsagram_world #dogstomy #potd #dailybarker #sydneydogs #lifewithdogs #aussiedogs #igwoofs #muttstagram #dogmydog #petofix

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Here’s another one where the dogs in the selfie are almost anthropomorphized through their positions and expressions. Go ahead! I dare you to tell me you haven’t taken photos exactly like this with your own friends during a pleasant weekend adventure!

Aí você viaja a trabalho, deixa sua filha na casa dá tia @brumoscoso e fica o tempo todo preocupada se ela está se comportando, se está comendo, etc, e vê que ela está tão bem que já está até tirando selfies com a amiga @biritapit e que provavelmente nem lembra que você existe. #saudadesdaminhapreta #dogselfie #dogfriendship #amigascaninas #vizinhas #migasualoka

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Here’s an unlikely duo! The historical animus between dogs and cats is well known. It is the very rare dog selfie that features the two side by side, and each hamming it up for the camera! Another pet truism is that when the sun comes out, so do the tongues!

Cat selfie #catselfie #dogselfie #gangofcats #catslovers #catthursday #petslovers #petsblog #petsbloggers #meow #ouaf #instaselfie #dogslovers #funnypic #humor # # #

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One of the best composed of our dog selfies, this one is particularly good because of the consistency of its color scheme. Shades of blue dominate the background, framed by a series of brown tones, including those on the selfie-taking Jack Russell Terrier‘s head. The neutral whites of the two dogs’ coats stand out more against the blue and brown, and lend a harmony to the whole scene. It’s interrupted only by the bright orange quilt which forces our eyes to meet with those of the canine photographer.

Dog selfie! #jackrussell #jackrussellsofig #jackrussellmoments #jackrussellterrier #jackrussellterrier #lilyandm #mydogs #puppy #dog #dogsofinsta #dogsofinstgram #selfiesunday #dogselfie

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Selfies with dogs

We started our survey of dog selfies with a discussion of how artists portray themselves with their own pets. We now return to that theme, because as hilarious as it is to think of dogs taking their own self-portraits, what we really love to share are photos of us with our dogs. What makes a great entry in the “selfie with dog” genre? Is it the triumph of managing to get the shot when both you and your dog are in the ideal configuration against a gorgeous landscape?

A Lenda está de volta!!! #canicross #canicrossing #chocolatlabrador #chocolate #labrador #labradors_ #labradors #labradorretriever #dogatleta #dogselfies #run #runselfie #eucorrietofeliz #trial #triathlon #triatleta #eusoualenda #alendavoltou #alenda

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Or is it a sense of spontaneity? Sometimes the stars align, and you end up capturing the moment that your dog surprises you just as you hit the button on your phone. Candid dog selfies like this one can sum up your life together and all of the adventures you shared. In later years, these stolen moments are powerful reminders, simultaneously evoking the sorrow of loss as well as small moments of forgotten joy.

I think we nailed this #dogselfie.

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This one may be my favorite of all. The contrast between the human owner’s placid, contented visage and the seeming rage on her Samoyed‘s face couldn’t be more perfect.

Did some great morning barking today! But it takes more than a bark to scare hu- mum. #dogselfies #hundeelsker #samoyedlife #samojede #samoyedlove #bff #samoyed #samojed #samojede #samoyeds #samojednorge #barkcam #scarydog #sotra #ågotnes #morgentur

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Just like the rest of you, I’m forever trying to take that one picture with my own dog. It’s a goal that’s proved elusive so far with Baby because she’s basically a ball of limitless energy. Every time I try to take a photo of us together, she inevitably hears a twig snap or catches the scent of a nearby squirrel. The resulting images usually find her looking away from the camera or feature a blurry dog head. After 20 or so of these failures, I usually give up. Once in a blue moon, though, everything comes together.

Baby gives me an unexpected ear lick! (Photo by Melvin Peña)

Share your best dog selfies!

The inevitable cultural backlash to anything that brings anybody any joy whatsoever has long since reached the selfie. Scholars of art and art history have been voluminous in their tongue-clucking and finger-wagging, going to great lengths to make distinctions between self-portraiture as high art and the selfie as low art. This distinction is largely academic, and therefore meaningless, as is the very notion of “guilty pleasures.”

Whether you’re the toast of the art world or a clock-punching manual laborer, the advent of digital photography and reversible smartphone cameras makes creating and sharing images of yourself and your beloved pets easier than ever. What makes a dog selfie great is ultimately the joy it brings you, and the delight of sharing it with your friends and family. There must be more true gems out there; share your best dog selfies in the comments below!

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