#dont get me wrong house definitely changed chase and it turned into him becoming a lot like house

[235uranium]

there's a lot to say about how house md treats women but I will say the show lets the women be way more complicated than some shows today

like yall still aren't ready for cameron

[jajanvm-imbi]

Headcanons of Krel living on earth because he’s my favorite and I love him and I haven’t seen anyone do this yet so I feel like I have to

^^^^^because of this very moment I love the idea of Mary and Darci befriending Krel.

Since Aja,Vex and Eli went back to Akaridion-5, Mother was destroyed, and Claire was busy with Trollhunting stuff, earth gets pretty lonely. So Mary and Darci adopt him into their friend group. 

At first Krel was a little apprehensive to joining their friend group, but he quickly warmed up to it because, he, being Krel, loves the attention.

like I can totally see Mary and Darci taking Krel to like a mall or something and doing those like teen romcom movie shopping montages where he goes into a changing room and the girls judge the outfit until they find the perfect one.

I personally believe Krel would adopt a soft boy look, with like oversized button ups and t shirts tucked into jeans, but thats just me.

anyway, because he’s friends with Mary and Darci, Krel has a new found social popularity in Arcadia.

because of this, Krel would prolly get nominated for Spring Fling king and shit

I would say Krel wouldn’t really care about being nominated, but seeing how he cared so much about the science fair and the Battle of the Bands, he would definitely care

Steve is conflicted because he wants to be Spring Fling King, but he can’t mess with Krel like he did with Jim and Eli cause Krel is his girlfriend’s brother 

Krel notices this and takes advantage of it to mess with Steve and actually tries to win.

like Krel would just dominate the contests, and his theme presentation would be the flashiest and most appealing and people would just generally like him, and that would really worry Steve

like Krel, with four arms would be really good at the Touch-a-Truck-athon or whatever its called.

Krel would prolly let Steve win anyway because watching Steve squirm and freak out over prolly losing the crown and not being able to do anything about it cause he's Aja's brother is much better than any highschool dance crown

also the school 100% asks Krel to DJ future dances and events to save money, and Krel absolutely loves it

He would also definitely do the school play. Seeing how much he enjoyed being in Toby and Eli's short film, and again, he loves the attention, he would totally be down 

Also it would just be another chance to mess with Steve to be the lead. 

Because of this, Ms. Janeth would do another Shakespearean play, but do one of those modern renditions. Like it's the same play just in a modern setting, to take advantage of Krel's Akaridion form like they did with Jim's armor. 

If not in the play he would do stage crew/tech.

Like he would create elaborate settings for them using A5 tech and Ms. Janeth would adore it 

moving on, because home life is pretty lonely with just the Lucy and Ricky for company, Krel loves to host his friends for parties and sleepovers and whatever

and since Krel lives in the coolest house on the block, they love coming over

He hosts girl’s night every other week with Mary, Darci, and Clarie (becauuse she deserves a fucking break) 

since we’ve all agreed that Krel is 100% a gaylien, I love the idea that he casually comes out during a girls night

like Mary would be like “So Krel, are there any girls you like?” and Krel’s just like, “*snort* Girls? Who ever said I like girls?” and the others are like “….....?“ and Krel just rolls his eyes and says "I like boys, ladies” and they’re like “ooooohhhh, okay. Cool.”

So now they spend girls night talking about boys. Claire and Darci about their mans and Mary and Krel about cute boys.

One day the girls give Krel a little rainbow pin and Krel’s just like “what’s this?” And the girls tell him that it’s an earth symbol for the gays and he’s like “theres a symbol for that here? I didnt think it was that big of a deal. On A5 it’s pretty normal” and the girls explain why theres a symbol and he’s like “oh shoot wow, thanks" and he put it on his backpack.

He’s pretty confused the first time someone is homophobic towards him cause like that kind if behavior doesnt happen on A5 and hes just like, “why does this bother you? I hardly know you” and just brushes it off. Its doesnt really bother him, mainly cause he doesnt know the earth insults towards gay people so he doesn’t even realize, but if the girls (or Toby, or even Steve, too) catch anyone being homophobic towards their friend they will attack that asshole on sight. Especially Mary and Steve

Random person on the street: Ha, *slur*

Marry: WHAT DID YOU SAY TO HIM BITCH???

Krel: Marry its fine, it’s not that big of a dealoHSEKLOSANDGAYLENMARYGETOFFOFHIM

Marry: SAY IT AGAIN ASSHAT, I D A R E YOU

Claire and Darci: *trying to hold Mary back* maRY NO

Steve: THATS MY NINJA KICKING SPACE ANGEL GIRLFRIEND'S BROTHER BUTTSNACK I'LL END YOU

Toby: *now chasing after Steve to stop him* stEVE NO

Mary would 100% find out who the rando is and destroy their life on social media. Like she would leak their job, phone number, email, school/college (if applicable) to her thousands of followers and absolutely ruin them with no remorse. And honestly, good for her

Also whilst on the subject, Krel can not drive or cook for 2 reasons: 1. Hes gay and 2. He’s a prince so he’s never had to do either before

Like he can obviously do math but that’s it.

Proof? That one scene in Wizards when Douxie had him drive the airship. You know the one.

Coach Lawrence refuses to get in a car with him at Drivers Ed after the 3rd day Krel shows up.

Krel gets addicted to sugary coffee shop-esc drinks thanks to Darci. Not coffee cause we saw in 3Below Part 1 that he doesnt like coffee, but refreshers, coolattas, frappuccinos etc…? Definitely.

As for warm drinks, he’s more of a tea person.

Moving on

He face calls Aja everyday because he really misses her

He tells her all about school and his friends and whatever and Aja tells him about the changes she’s making to the A5 government

Thanks to the wormhole they visit each other often. Sometimes Steve tags along cause he misses his ninja kicking space queen angel girlfriend. (And Eli, but that's also for another post)

They take turns housing Luug.

Krel genuinely loves it on earth, but he hates the primitive technology so he begs Aja to send him supplies and materials for his projects. 

He would 10000% apply to HexTech for an after school job. Seeing his reaction to HT in Wizards and the fact that “Akaridion tech and magic are so compatible”, he would be the perfect addition to the HT staff. 

The Wizards wouldn’t be sure at first but after he shows them A5 tech and Douxie’s email of recommendation about the time loop thing they made together, the wizards are like “oh yeah we definitely keeping this kid. This is going to be so much fun.”

Their inventions become more and more extravagant because Krel can and he's just extra and the wizards love it.

He would definitely find a way to use magic using A5 tech. But he would have to study magic in order to figure out how, so the wizards help him learn all about magic. And since he's learned everything there is to learn about science and technology and whatever, he's super excited to learn about something completely different and interesting. The wizards are happy to teach him. He would be the first Akaridion to learn and use magic

Like he would make his own staff with his serrator and everything. He's like "earn a staff? Nah fuck that going to make my own"

Speaking of which he really likes human swear words. But he doesnt know when it is and isn't inappropriate to say these swear words so he's gotten in trouble a few times for swearing at the wrong time

For example:

Ms. Janeth: excuse me Mr. Tarron?

Krel: what the fuck do you want?

Everyone in the room: krEL NO

Anyway, back to Krel at HT, thanks to Toby, he would definitely have a bowl of candy in his little lab. More like multiple jars of different candy just scattered around the room. Small candy like fun sized chocolate and skittles and jelly beans and whatever

And a mini fridge, of course.

Steve, Toby and Arrrgh come over to the lab alot to mess around.

Toby has a lot of sci-fi requests for Krel to make

Toby: do you think you can make a shrink ray? Laser blasters? Invisible ray? My own hoverboard? My own serrator *gASP* WITH A WARHAMMER SETTING???? WITH SPACE ARMOR TO MATCH???!!!???!

Krel: Toby you already have a warhammer and armor why do you need more?

Toby: I dont have a space warhammer and armor Krel!!!!!!

Going back to school life, I feel like Krel would take an interest in Spanish class. I mean, his human form is latino and in Trollhunters (I'm pretty sure the lightning in a bottle episode) he said "Si" in response to a question someone asked him, so I feel like he would like to learn another human language. 

I also feel like he would just like to learn about Latin American culture in general since Mother gave him that form. He'd like to get in touch with his human self. 

Claire (when she isnt busy Trollhunting with Jim and the gang) is happy help him learn about Latin American culture and help him with his Spanish. 

Krel, being a fast learner, becomes fluent quickly with a perfect accent. 

Señor Uhl, who already liked the Tarrons to begin with, would really appreciate this. 

Claire's dad would also appreciate this.

Since he has such a fascination with human music, Krel would especially love Latin American music. Specifically reggaeton, since its kind of like techno music in a way and he already likes techno music.

And naturally, he learns to dance. All the styles of latin american dances. And he becomes quite the favorite on the dance floor.

He and Claire become great dance partners cause they both have the natural Latino rhythm and because Jim respects and trusts his girlfriend he doesnt mind them dancing together at parties and stuff

Although, Jim does ask for dance help at some point cause it looks like fun and he wants to dance with his beautiful talented incredible amazing gf and Krel is happy to teach him and anyone else who wants dance help. 

GUITAR LESSONS with Douxie cause in 3Below Krel said he really wanted to learn how to play guitar, steals Shannon’s guitar from the bonfire and is seen multiple times strumming it throughout the series. So of course this is included.

Toby introduces Krel to YouTube and Krel instantly makes his own channel.

of course his channel is called DJ Kleb and he posts his tracks and remixes. and maybe even some vlogs

its a little slow at first, only Arcadia Oaks students are subscribed to it but Mary blows it up by posting one of Krel’s tracks on her own social media and now he has thousands of subscribers

he also gained other forms of social media like Instagram and Tiktok, platforms to post his music

At this point every girl in school wants to be friends with Krel but not in the toxic GBF (gay best friend) way, girls just genuinely think he's 10x more interesting than every other boy in Arcadia Oaks

I think that's it for now sorry this is really long I just really love Krel and I had so many ideas. Feel free to add on!!

[justwritingsomethingsisuppose]

Hero - Lawyer!Sam x Reader

Title: Hero

Prompt: 100 themes challenge, #68 ��Hero”

Pairing: Lawyer!Sam x Female reader

Chapter: 1/? (I dont plan on writing more to this but lmk if y’all want it

Rating: PG

Author: justwritingsomethingsisuppose

Warnings: Stalking, aggression, violence

It was a Friday night which, for most college students, meant parties and clubs and drinking and socialization. Not for you, though. It meant movie night with your roommate Charlie. Movie night meant snacks.

Neither of you had time that day to run out for snacks though, so around 9:30 in the evening, you had to run down to the convenience store. It was two miles away, but it was a walk you made all the time, even in the dark on occasion, without any trouble.

You bought the usual snacks — popcorn, chips, three or four different kinds of candy, and a couple of sodas — and paid for them and left. You started the walk back to campus as you tucked your small amount of loose change into your pocket. You didn’t notice at first over the rustling of the plastic bags on your arms, but a minute or so after you started walking you realized there were footsteps echoing your own as you walked. Not too worried about it, you glanced over your shoulder. Walking barely 15 feet behind you was a short stocky man with a beanie on. It was pulled down low on his forehead so you couldn’t see his eyes at all.

Mildly alarmed by the discovery of someone walking behind you so closely, you snapped your attention back forwards. You took a deep breath and told yourself that he was only trying to walk around you to get where he was going. You moved to one side of the sidewalk to make it easier for him to pass, but his footsteps never sped up. He stayed steadily behind you.

Growing more and more nervous about this by the second, you started to walk a little faster if only to see what he would do. As you feared he would do, his pace sped up to match yours.

He was following you.

With one hand you reached down to snag your phone out of your pocket and — shit oh shit I left my phone in the dorm… The image came up clear in your mind; your phone was plugged up on your desk, charging. Frantically you looked around, hoping for an open storefront or a passing car you could flag down or someone walking around you that wasn’t this guy following you. You took another glance back at the man and this only seemed to make him walk faster. You gasped when he started to close the distance and took off running.

On your left, close to the street, you saw a phone booth with a door that you hadn’t ever noticed before. I didn’t think these things existed anymore… thank fucking god they do! You thought to yourself as you jumped inside and slammed the door shut between you and the man. The door even had a little latch on it that you clipped into place. Not that it would matter too much if he just decided to break the glass to get to you, but it was a mild momentary comfort.

You didn’t think to call the police as you shoved your only coins into the phone and dialed what you thought was Charlie’s number. It rang a couple times and for a terrifying moment you thought Charlie wouldn’t pick up. You were relieved when you finally heard the line click to life.

“Hello?” The voice on the phone was definitely not Charlie’s. It was a deep male voice that you didn’t recognize. Your voice stuck in your throat. Instead of responding to the man on the phone, you looked out of the glass phone booth, eyes searching for your stalker. You caught sight of him leaned against the wall of the apartment building just half a block down from the phone booth. It was obvious to you that he was just waiting on you to feel safe enough to get out of the phone booth. “Hello?” The voice on the phone asked again, sounding impatient.

“S-sorry… shit… is Charlie there?” you asked, your voice wavering.

“Charlie? No, sorry… I think you have the wrong number,” the man on the phone replied. This news caused you to let out a sob of frustration, followed by crying. You had burst out into tears. “Whoa, whoa, are you alright??” The man asked, suddenly alarmed by the crying.

“N-no, I’m… I’m trapped in a phone booth, theres a man following me… I’m so scared and I don’t have anymore change, I don’t… I just wanted Charlie to come get me…” you stammered out desperately, glancing out at the man again. Had he moved closer to the booth now? Fuck.

“Where are you? Are you in (your city)?” the guy on the phone asked in a gentle voice.

“Y-yeah…” You stated the name of the college you were attending within the city.

“Okay. Can you see a street sign anywhere near you? Or a business name or something?”

“Uh… I-I’m on Lawrence Street, I’m like half a mile away from the gas station convenience store and like a mile and a half from the college… why?”

“Do you want my help? I don’t think it’s right for me to leave you alone like this,” he declared. You could hear the jingling of what you assumed were keys as he prepared to leave. You glanced back out to where you had last seen your stalker and nearly screamed when you saw him now walking towards the phone booth.

“Please! Oh god he’s coming towards me, please!” You begged into the phone.

“I’ll be there in a few minutes, don’t hang up the phone,” he tried to speak calmly as he sprinted out of his house and towards his car.

The stalker stopped near the booth when he realized you were on the phone. Fearful that you had called the police, he looked around, likely listening for sirens. Content that he heard none at the moment, he started towards the booth again. Your whole body was shaking in fear as you curled up in the corner of the booth with the phone clutched to your ear and tears pouring down your cheeks.

“P-please hurry…” you whimpered at the stranger over the phone.

“I’m on my way, take deep breaths.” He had already started his car and pulled out onto the street.

The stalker had stopped outside the booth door, your eyes glued to him as he moved. He reached out and rattled the door, frustrated when he found it locked. At the jarring metallic sound of the rattling door, you released a high pitched sob. The man rattled it a little harder before deciding it wasn’t gonna budge easily. He started kicking at it.

“What’s that sound? What’s happening???” The stranger on the phone asked. You couldn’t breathe, you felt like your throat had closed up and the only thing that could escape were your sobs. “Are you there??” He tried to get your attention, but all he could hear was crying and loud metallic rattling that was slowly increasing. The door would break soon. This made him speed faster.

Finally he turned onto Lawrence street and started driving towards the college. He passed the gas station you had mentioned and slowed down to try and spot the phone booth. It didn’t take him long to spot a man kicking at a surprisingly sturdy phone booth door.

“I’m here!” he stated into his phone before slamming his car into park in the middle of the road and jumping out. “Hey!!” he shouted at the much smaller man. The guy stopped kicking and turned towards Sam. His eyes widened and he suddenly took off running. Sam gave chase for a minute, shoving his phone into his pocket as he did so, until he remembered you still locked inside that phone booth, terrified. He turned around and sprinted for the phone booth again. He stopped a couple feet away from it, the clear - albeit now cracked - glass of the door allowed him to see you sunk to the ground inside. You were looking up at him with wide terrified eyes. He smiled in what he hoped was a reassuring way and waited for you to be ready to open the door, simply standing there with his hands in his pockets and his as he tried to catch his breath from running.

After several minutes, he finally saw you stand up. You hung up the pay phone and hesitated before you reached out and unlocked the door. You hesitated again before opening it.

“Hey,” he said softly.

“H-hi.” He could see your hand grip tighter to the plastic grocery bags you were holding as you timidly greeted him.

“Whoa, hey. I won’t hurt you.” He held his hands up and took a step back, hoping you’d feel more comfortable. He watched you take a deep shuddering breath, rub at your wet eyes, and relax your grip on the bag.

“I-I know, s… sorry…” You looked down at the grimy concrete.

“My name’s Sam Winchester.”

“Uh. Y/N.” Your voice crackled as you spoke, likely from crying.

“Nice to meet you. Do you want me to give you a ride home? Do you live on campus?”

“Y-yeah, that’d b-be gr-reat…” you stammered out, shuffling your feet. He turned and walked to his still-running car, opening the passenger door for you. You slid inside and buckled up. Sam jogged to the drivers side and got in, putting the car in drive and heading up Lawrence street towards the college.

You had yourself pressed up against the door beside you with your bags in your lap. You were ready to jump out of the car if he tried anything. Sam felt so bad that you’d gone through this and then that you’d dialed the wrong number when trying to call for help.

“What’s your major?” He finally asked, trying to ease the tension in the car. You looked over at him, surprised and confused.

“Um… undecided right now… just… getting core classes out of the way… but I’m really into mythology, I’ve been thinking about majoring in that…” you said softly.

“Oh I loved mythology. I wanted to minor in it when I was in school but I had to take a minor related to my major.”

“What was your major…?”

“Pre-law. If I wanted law school, mythology wasn’t an option and I wouldn’t have become a lawyer.” He could see you visibly relax at that information.

“You’re a lawyer? Cool…” You smiled a little. You no longer kept yourself pressed against the door.

“Yeah. I love my job.” He nodded, chuckling. He turned into the driveway of the school. “What dorm am I going to?”

“That one,” you pointed towards the right side of campus. He steered the car that way and pulled into the parking lot you told him to.

“Can I walk you to your dorm room? Make sure you get there okay?” Sam offered, a dimpled smile forming on his cheeks. He could see hesitation and then fear flash across your face. “You don’t have to say y-”

“Please do,” you pleaded softly.

“Alright.” He pushed some of his floppy hair away from his face as he shut the car off and slid out of his seat. You got out as well and walked inside.

“I only live on the first floor, so…” you trailed off as you walked down a hallway to a cutely decorated door. It seemed as though you and your room mate had yet to take down your holiday decorations. You unlocked it and stepped inside only to be snatched into a hug by a blur of red that was apparently your room mate.

“Thank GOD you’re okay! I had no idea what was taking you so long and your phone’s here-…” Charlie trailed off when she spotted Sam standing in the hallway behind you and then she noticed you were slightly trembling in her arms. “What the hell happened and who is he?”

“He helped me, I…  can… can I explain later…?” you asked softly.

“Yeah, yeah. Here, lemme take those.” Charlie took the bags out of your hands and turned into the room to put them down. You turned around to face Sam.

“Thank you so much, Sam. Really.”

“I don’t mind at all. I’m glad I got to you in time, and I’m really glad you’re okay.” Sam smiled. He grunted in surprise when you suddenly hugged him.

“Thank you…” you repeated with a sniffle. Sam hugged you back gently, letting go when you pulled away and wiped at your eyes. “Let me give you some gas money or something… to pay you back…” you turned to go get money but he gently took your arm to stop you.

“No need. It’s fine.”

“No, really, I owe you something for helping me…”

“It’s no big deal. The gas I used is probably two dollars worth. I’ll live.” He shrugged.

“What can I do to pay you back?”

“Call me again if you’re ever in trouble, and make it an intentional call, not a misdial.” He pulled out his wallet and handed you a business card.

“That’s not much of a payback,” you giggled weakly as you took his card.

“Then don’t just call if there’s something wrong. Call whenever. Or… or call and let me know when we can have coffee and talk so I can check up on you and make sure you’re okay.” He requested gently. He really did only mean it so he could check up on you but he couldn’t help but think that spending time with you would be nice too.

“O-okay. Sam. Thank you.” You tucked the card into your pocket.

“You’re welcome.” He pulled you into another hug. “I’m gonna head home.”

“Alright.” You hugged him back. “I’ll call you, promise,” you murmured as you released him.

“Good. Talk to you then,” he smiled as he turned and walked away. He glanced back at you one more time before turning the corner. As soon as he had vanished from sight, you shut the door and leaned back against it with a sigh. Your relief at finally being back in your dorm was short-lived because Charlie was leaned against a desk with her arms crossed.

“Oh. Charlie. Hey.”

“Yeah, ‘hey.’ So what the hell happened? What do you mean ‘he helped you?’”

“Some guy tried to follow me out of the store and so I jumped into a phone booth and locked it and tried to call you but I misdialed and Sam - that’s the guy that you just met - picked up and he helped me. He saved me.” You moved from the door to your bed, sitting down on the edge of it and grabbing the TV remote off your pillow.

“Wow. Your hero,” Charlie teased a little. “I’m glad you’re okay though…” She came over and wrapped her arms around you in a tight hug. You grunted and hugged her back.

“Yeah. Shaken up, that’s for sure, but I’m fine. Go pop some popcorn, I wanna watch the damn movie now.” You turned on the TV as you spoke.

“Fine, fine,” Charlie rolled her eyes and moved over to the microwave to put in the popcorn, but not before she playfully flipped you off.

With Sam having saved you and the distractions of Charlie and the movie, you managed to calm down completely within the hour. You passed out before the movie was even over and Charlie tucked you into bed.