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moldy-mold · 3 years ago

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July Blog I occasionally have a social life.

My friends from different states came together to visit for July 4! It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other - probably since before pandemic times. We did the usual, getting takeout at the recommended food spots, going hiking, playing games. We finally had a self care day, which is what everyone desperately needed:

We jumped in a freezing cold river, watched ducks, soaked up the sun. I was born and raised in the sunshine state, meaning I am a creature of the water. Every summer, my fellow Floridians and I long for our hometown beaches. I’ve never considered swimming in the rivers so this was my first time. It was cold, numbingly cold. But the river’s current pushing at my back, being in the open water and surrounded by trees and wildlife with hardly anyone around was definitely a profound experience.

We ended our self-care day with boba tea, face masks and John Wick. Nothing like sharing a relaxing spa time with Keanu Reeves.

Compilation of other things we did. I feel like all we did was eat...

Uhhhhhh......... I have more because I lack self-control.

I can explain... Our local park started hosting a farmer’s market so my roommate and I wanted to check it out. It also has a greenhouse / plant store. Its caretaker is a grandpa whose name is Art. The guy just really loves plants and just wants to keep growing new things.

I first established my relationship with Art when he gave me an offshoot of his super huge and old Christmas cactus. I didn’t have cash on me so he said, “just take it and pay me back the next time you visit.” Two weeks later, I returned to him with the cash.

My cactus is about 3 years old now and he blooms hot pink flowers every Christmas. His name is Kiryu. I have given some of Kiryu’s offspring to my parents and my friends.

Back to the present... Enchanted by the new and exotic additions to the greenhouse, I could not resist. Luckily Art was there, still planting it up. I told him about Kiryu and he was happy to hear that my cactus was doing well. He gave me my plants for pretty much chump change when they can go for $25+. He even repotted them in new pots for me. Art is the best plant grandpa.

Sooo without further ado, say hello to Ferdinand, the Cosmic Delight Caladium!

And a warm welcome to Raven, the Flamingo Feather Celosia! Hard to kill, easy to please. Disappears every winter, but returns every summer.

And here is cat grass! You don’t get a name because you are a sacrifice!

Rokurou the Venus Flytrap caught his first fly! Had to take a picture. You’re doing great, sweetie. 🥺

Lorenz is doing ok. He suffered from white fungus thanks to the nighttime showers and lingering humidity. SERIOUSLY, DUDE? Anyway I’m keeping him inside at night for recuperation. I spray his leaves with a soap formula to kill the fungus.

Finished watching...

Ghost in the Shell: Standalone Complex ✦✦✧ What if we lived in a world in which people have cyber-brains and prosthetic bodies? If we are made of machines, then how do we retain our sense of self? The show explores these kinds of questions. Super interesting.

Sk8 ✦✦✧ Soooooo cute but kind of unhinged. Best sports anime in recent times.

Gundam: Hathaway’s Flash ✦✧✧ Finally. Tbh, I was underwhelmed by it, but I know it’s only one piece of a whole series of movies so I’ll still hang on for the rest. The animation was sooooo good though. I do give it props for showing us in detail what happens when you’re a civilian caught below a mobile suit battle. It was terrifying and well done.

Giant Robo OVA ✦✦✧ Animation was really really good. A show about the world’s energy problems and how it was solved in the distant future. Its plot is like a cousin to Cyborg 009.

Carmen Sandiego ✦✦✦ Solid show for kids and adults. We are all in love with Shadowsan (ok maybe it’s just me). Screamed at the ending.

Castlevania ✦✦✧ It was so cute and then it got really freaky in here and then it was cute again.

Demon Slayer (2nd watch for the legendary ENG dub cast) ✦✦✧ Ufotable delivers the most amazing sword fights. I forgot how cute the boys were. Zenitsu’s VA (Aleks Le) was SOOO GOOD even tho he was screaming 70% of the time. I hope his throat is okay honestly. Also really satisfied that Johnny Yong Bosch is Giyu lol.

Angel’s Egg OVA ✦✦✧ It made sense sometimes but most of the time it’s ???????? Kinda freaky imagery. Superb animation.

This Month’s Shower Thought Why did I get into comics?

I never considered myself a comic artist but looking back, I did get serious about it (aka, putting more effort in) when I was in high school. Maybe I watched/read some serious plots and wanted to create some crazy story of my own. The thing with me is that I never had OC’s. I always drew fanart or drew my friends from school and placed them into difficult situations.

In college, after reading Gekkan Shoujou Nozaki-kun I was inspired to do less angsty comics and switch to comedy. I wondered what made me choose to be “funny.” I was not a funny person. In fact, I was quite miserable during that time. It was an escape, perhaps...

What makes people funny? Is it something that is always within you, waiting to be unleashed or is it a social pattern you pick up on?

I was thinking it had to do with self-confidence. At a certain point in my life, the inhibitor switch kinda turned off in my brain and some ridiculous things come out when I’m talking. I didn’t care if it was embarrassing or stupid. Now it’s applied to my comics.

It might even be as simple as, “it makes me chuckle, so I like it. I will keep doing it.”

#diary

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pikapeppa · 4 years ago

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Year-end Writer’s Round-Up: the 2020 edition

Tagged a million years ago by @mythicaitt and @lostinfantasies38 - thanks friends! I have finally put aside a chunk of time for this, since I am a nerd who likes to get accurate calculations.

I will preface this by saying it’s been an insane year, and I know many people’s creativity was sucked dry by, well, everything. I find my emotional escape/comfort in writing fic, so I just... I dunno, went nuts with writing this year. To that end, I’ll keep most of this post below a cut for those who don’t want to see my “stats”, but with an open invitation to participate for ANYONE who does want to share their writing achievements for the year, and a tag for those writers that I know for sure were active this year: @crackinglamb @barbex @solas-disapproves @elveny @alyssalenko @nug-juggler @musetta3 @cartadwarfwithaheartofgold @iarollane @in-arlathan @charlatron @queen-kass-the-writer - NO PRESSURE TO PARTICIPATE OR TO READ THIS AT ALL, THOUGH.

Word count and smut count table (i.e. NERD ALERT):

(Here’s a masterlist of all my fic, if any of the fics in that list strike anyone’s fancy and they want to find and check ‘em out.)

There are a couple of things missing from this word count that I only posted on Tumblr, a couple of Solas/Nare drabbles and a piece of Orsino/Hawke smut, but I’m too lazy to track those down right now. And I have another unposted chapter of Inadvisable that’s about 10k words… ANYWAY, MOVING ON.

New things I tried this year:

I jumped headfirst into a few Dragon Age rarepairs this year! I’ve always loved rarepairs and have particularly enjoyed writing them for Horizon Zero Dawn in the past, so it was a pleasure to take on a few this year:

Felassan x Lavellan in The Love That Grows From Violence

Sten x Yara Mahariel in Fall Into The Tide

Samson x Roman Hawke for my soulmate @schoute - a ship that I never even saw coming and that hit me like a ton of bricks in the feels.

I also took the plunge into theorizing and sorting through Big Lore this year for Dragon Age — something I’ve avoided doing for years. I usually don’t like doing very deep dives because I’m a canon-compliant sort of girl, and the idea of getting attached to a theory that might end up being wrong makes me feel itchy. But when I started writing a Felassan-centered fic, I had no choice but to try and figure out the big lore since YA BARK-EATING BOYFRIEND KNOWS THINGS. I spent 10+ hours sorting through DA meta, both canon and fanon, to try and come up with something cohesive for that fic that feels as canon-compliant as possible, so that was definitely a cliff I didn’t mean to jump off of, LOL.

I also took a jump into writing a fic with three simultaneous and interconnected relationships in Inadvisable, my modern university AU with @elbenherzart, which includes relationships for Solas, Abelas and Felassan. I was super excited but SCARED to do this: how to keep all three relationships interesting and exciting when the narrative keeps moving and flowing between the three relationships and the six characters who all know each other in different ways? Luckily, I had the wonderful Elbenherzart cheering me on and encouraging me with all the BEAUTIFUL ART she’s done for the fic, and I’ve been really enjoying it!

Fic I spent the most time on:

Um, it’s probably a tie between two fics: The Love That Grows From Violence (Felassan x Lavellan) just because of that Big Lore deep dive, or Lovers In A Dangerous Time (Fenris the Inquisitor), which I finished earlier this year and took a long time just by virtue of the fic length and THE AMOUNT OF FEELINGS I HAVE FOR FENRIS AND RYNNE HAWKE.

Fic I spent the least time on:

Wake Up, a quick oneshot featuring Varric and Solas, which I keysmashed in a couple of hours after the most recent DA4 trailer was released.

Favourite thing I wrote:

Oh my god. Everything?? Writing is my escape and my pride and joy, so I love everything I write. All my rarepairs were absolute delights this year. Finishing Lovers In A Dangerous Time was bittersweet since I now kind of feel like I can’t write any further Fenris/Rynne until DA4 comes out. But Felassan has become my darling toward the end of this year and I’m thrilled to have brought a handful of wonderful readers down the Felassan rabbit hole with me.

Favourite thing I read:

… I… have once again failed and read basically nothing this year. I started to read Pressure Point by 17734 on AO3 and really enjoyed it for a few chapters before I just… ran out of steam. Not because of the fic, because it genuinely was great — the smut in the first chapter just about killed me, STG — but because I realized this year that, with very few exceptions, I don’t have enough emotional space to invest in fics with long intricate plots. I’m a fucking goblin who just likes to read smut, so I lose interest quickly if the fic isn’t strongly smut/romance-centered.

TO THAT END, I do have a couple of smutfic recs:

Force of Nature, a Stenwarden oneshot by @minionripley: Maker save me, this was soOoOoO good and in-character for StennySten.

Provided It Tied You Down First by JadeLavellan on AO3: Solas and Trevelyan go to a Tevinter sex party for recon reasons. Oh my god, guys, IT’S SO GOOD.

Writing goals for next year:

Honestly? I’m not gonna make any. I’ll just go where the winds of inspiration take me, and where the winds of others’ whispered suggestions take me as well.

To that end, I have to make a few shoutouts to people who have inspired me this year, either with their art or suggestions or encouragement (read: ENTHUSIASTIC SCREAMING): @schoute @elbenherzart @whatomen, without whom a huge chunk of my fic this year would not exist; and @lethendralis-paints @ashalle-art @slushrottweiler-blog who gifted me with beautiful fan art this year and made me want to weep. LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH.

Wishing everyone a safe and happy new year filled with love, warmth, and most of all, with hope. If anyone else wants to join in and share their achivements, please do and tag me so I can see what you’ve been up to!

- Love from your friendly neighbourhood Pikapeppa xoxo

#fanfic writer's life #pikapeppa writes #roundup 2020

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smilingoceanlover · 5 years ago

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January 2020 - Fanfic Shoutout

My January 2020 fanfic shout out goes to @scapegrace74-blog. I would be hard pressed to find a more appropriate way to start off a new year and a new decade of XF fic than by dedicating a post to this talented and entirely underrated gift to this fandom. You guys, why is she not talked about all the time?!

I’ve been reading fic since the OG, yet I discovered her entirely by accident – or was it fate? – via a reblog of a post that mentioned she was writing a character study about Mulder (it’s called Perushim and is a WIP) with a link to her Ao3.

Someone is writing a character study of Fox William Mulder, FBI’s most flawlessly handsome unwanted? Yes, please! So I added her to my list of authors to check out.

In addition to achingly beautiful and melodic prose, smart in-character dialogue, and the ability to plot an interesting storyline (and then actually make it interesting while telling it!), the aspect of her fic that I am most impressed by is her Mulder. In an effort to highlight and make Scully more sympathetic, I find that many writers resort to emasculating, infantilizing, or dumbing Mulder down. I don’t see Mulder like that, so it is such a joy to find an author who really gets Mulder in the way David Duchovny actually embodied him. Thank you for bringing us fic that’s about Mulder, not some moronic overgrown child who looks like him and has the same name.

At this point in my shout out I ordinarily quote my favorite lines, but a great many of my most favorites would be completely spoiler-y. I’ve taken care to find lines that I wilted over for varying reasons, but shouldn’t spoil anything, and I will present them with zero context. These lines certainly don’t do her work justice, not even in the slightest, but I loved how they were written and the context they were in within the narrative. Thank you @scapegrace74-blog for sharing your talent, please, please, keep writing!

The Second Side of Light

AU that takes place on the Oregon trail, and is, without question, one of the most classically “romantic” Mulder and Scully stories I’ve ever read. Picture me with my hand over my heart under the covers in bed while the rain poured outside sighing “ooohhhhhh my goodness that is soooooo romantic!!!!” I’ve read about 5 or 6 chapters of this one over and over half a dozen times already.

“Miss Scully …” he was at a loss how to deal with this headstrong behaviour. If she were a man, he would simply tell her to go to hell and be done with it. He was used to operating alone, without the fetters that friendship or comity required. Their association was not getting off on the right foot.

“Mr. Mulder, let me put this to you plainly, so that there are no further misunderstandings. I mean to purchase two horses today. And as I will be spending roughly half of all that my sister and I own in the world for those two horses, and as our very lives will depend on the reliability of those two horses, and as, up until yesterday, I did not know you from Adam, I intend to ride with you to the Comanche camp. Now, shall we go?”

Completely nonplussed, Fox Mulder did the only sensible thing one could do when faced with a force of nature. He helped her onto the back of his horse.

* * *

She let out her breath. “That is beautiful.”

“I had a feeling you would understand.”

“And why is that, Mr. Mulder?”

“Because, Miss Scully, you respect the journey as well as the destination. It is a rare gift to see beyond one’s viewpoint, and to open one’s mind to extreme possibilities. You appear to possess it.”

She blushed at this unexpected praise. She had not considered whether Mr. Mulder had formed any particular opinion of her. He was so inwardly focused, she assumed he barely noticed her existence, but apparently that was not the case.

Black and White and Red

The attention to detail and how she has woven the characters and scenes from the series into this early 1950s AU is amazing. I’m still trying to figure out how she did it and how it works so well. I honestly spent a lot of this one with my mouth open going “how in the hell did she even think of this?” I’m now hopelessly sold on trying other AUs, too.

“He was reading The Invisible Man late at night, the radio muttering quietly in the background for company, when there was a sharp knock at the door. At first glance he thought it was a homeless waif, begging for shelter from the heavy spring rain, but then the light from the stairwell caught a pair of enormous blue eyes framed by amber wisps of hair and he recognized her.

“Mr. Mulder, I don’t know if you remember me,” she began.

“Of course. Miss Scully. Come in before you drown.”

Instead of taking a chair this time, she sat on his couch, touching the open spine of his book with shaking fingers. As before, she scanned the room anxiously, and he realized she was looking for signs of degeneracy. Besides the fact that he hadn’t washed his dishes from supper, there were none visible. It was just a simple basement apartment: cheap, untidy and smelling of warm dust and coffee grinds.

She took a deep breath and released it as words. “I’ve changed my mind. About the pictures. I… I want you to take them. Of me.”

“That’s…” He didn’t get a chance to finish whatever thought he meant to articulate, because just then she stood, unbelted her knee-length coat, and suddenly there was a scantily-clad woman in his apartment.

She wasn’t completely naked, and somehow that made it worse.

Seventeen

This is the story of all of Mulder’s past sexual relationships. I do not read /other fic for a lot of reasons, primarily because I’m just not interested. However, I broke my rule because of how she consistently wrote Mulder in the other fics I’d read. I just needed to take a teeny tiny peek to satisfy my curiosity. An hour later, I had zero regrets. Again, this one is mind boggling to me at how well it works. I think because fundamentally this shapes the character of the Mulder that Scully fell in love with, so imperfect, intense, desperate, lonely, and utterly male.

He didn’t expect her to believe. It wasn’t her disbelief that stung. It was her unwillingness to listen. He spent more time at work, researching the alien abduction phenomenon, wandering further and further off into darkness with each case.

It wasn’t infidelity or contempt or ambition that ended them, although all three stood in the wings, licking their hungry lips. It was neglect. He loved her, but he loved his all-consuming search for the truth more. She loved him, but she could only love in a concrete, three-dimensional world that he had left behind. One subdued conversation, some tears, and she was gone.

He didn’t take off his ring. Not even when he was fucking another woman. It was proof that he’d made a place for himself in that three-dimensional world for a little while. A reminder that he’d failed at even the easiest love that could ever have been asked of him.

* * *

“A word of advice, Fox? As someone who has hundreds of hours invested in your mental well-being: until you’re absolutely certain that your feelings for Scully are real, for the love of god please don’t fuck her.”

#msr fanfic #fanfic shoutout 2020 #so much talent #everyone needs to be reading and commenting on her work #elevated fic

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sierrabinondo · 5 years ago

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woodland creatures tour - day 5 (jacksonville)

day 5 was the last day we would spend in florida. i was actually really enjoying it down here and would have loved to stay longer. when we were planning this run i really wanted to do all florida shows but we couldn’t afford the extra mileage that would add to our van rental and in hindsight i think that still going to the carolinas was a good move.

i’m so glad this next gig was so close though, because we could still enjoy our time in orlando for a little bit longer. apparently we needed to check out of the airbnb by 10 or the host would charge us $20 for every like 5 minutes we kept the cleaning ladies waiting outside. so we hauled ass and then decided on a breakfast spot for everyone to go to. i really didn’t want to go to a chain restaurant. after a little bit of searching i found keke’s breakfast cafe, which seemed like a local franchise. had good reviews and looked interesting so we took a chance. i think this was the first like meal we all sat down and had together all of tour. we talked about anime while we waited for our food to come. we ate probably the best breakfast all of tour. my omelette was pretty damn good. santino ordered pancakes and i’m pretty sure they were the fluffiest ones we’ve ever had.

if anyone knows me they know that i love food. once my mind is set on eating something i will literally not rest until i’ve had it. and for the entirety of our time in florida i DESPERATLEY WANTED ICE CREAM. i couldn’t find an ice cream spot on the other side of disney springs we ended up on after my lunch with eton and jeri so we left without ice cream. and i wanted ice cream really badly lmao. apparently, you can still go hang out at the disney resorts even if you don’t have a reservation. that was what all the disney blogs said. so i suggested a quick pit stop at the polynesian for dole whip before we hit the road for jacksonville. the guys were cool with it but it actually took much longer than it should have so it led to a chain of unfortunate events that i will divulge on later. at the time it was fine.

when i’ve stayed at disney i’ve only stayed at the port orleans resorts (which are BEAUTIFUL), and the last time was at a huge condo off the resort. the polynesian is one of the most expensive disney hotels you can stay at. we pull up and at first the security guard doesn’t let us in. i peered my head out the driver’s side window to let her know that we were here because we wanted dole whip lmao. i must have conveyed well enough that we aren’t a threat because she let us through. the resort is soooooo beautiful. and it was so nice out so it was nice to walk around. we had to walk quite a bit to get to the dole whip stand and luckily there wasn’t a wait.

i don’t understand why it was my first time finally having dole whip when it’s always been available to me every time i’ve gone to disney??? but holy shit it was so tasty. i got the pineapple/vanilla swirl. i would have gotten something more elaborate but i was still about to consume dairy the day of a show which is already risky for me haha. joe got a float, i tried a sip and it was so good. i think kris just got pineapple soft serve. it was such an amazing snack while we were sitting there in the heat. i felt pretty damn good.

we then left for jacksonville and what was supposed to be a 2 hour drive turned into 3. that tends to happen (normally we account for this) due to pee breaks and a stop or two for gas. we ended up arriving to the hotel waaaaaay later than we were supposed to, around 5 pm. i still needed to shower, run to walmart to get antacid medicine, and we STILL needed to eat. we needed to load in no later than 7 for the show. i started to get really anxious. i knew there was nothing i could do but i went into panic mode.

we check into the hotel, which actually seems OKAY at first. the girl at the counter is pleasant and complimenting me on my hair while she checks us in. but all i could think of was how fast i was going to throw down my bags and go pick up the tofu stir fry i ordered. i don’t get the luxury of just waiting until we get to the venue to eat because the sooner i eat the less likely my throat will be shitty when i have to sing. so i run to walmart to get my meds and then pick up my food. i went to walmart alone which was ill-advised. for the first time in ages i get cat-called. i know i was wearing shorts that made my non-existent butt look good but i walk around like that all the time and don’t get harassed, ever. the dude didn’t just say “what’s up”. he was like “ooooooOOOOOOOH hey girl what’s UPPPP that booty (yes he literally said ‘booty’) lookin FINE as HELL. what’s up??? how you doin??? what’s up??” like............would not shut up. i just looked down and sped inside the walmart, it looked like he was loading his bags into a car and i assumed he would be gone by the time i came back outside.

nope.

i called jeremiah for when the harassment continued lmao, i was just like “please stay on the phone with me until this is over, in case something happens to me.” i was livid. i go pick up the food while having a quick call to catch up with jeremiah and then i returned to the hotel. and i really thought the misery would end there. but i come back to the room to find out that there are BUGS ALL OVER THE FUCKING WALLS and PUBES IN THE SHOWER. i marched back to the concierge and told that girl in front of a family she had JUST checked in that our room had bugs and pubes. i felt bad for putting that on her but i was furious. she gets us a new room that is still pretty sketchy looking, but we do a check and it’s not in nearly as bad of shape as the other room.

i don’t even get time to shower, i just quickly rinse and shave. i didn’t even get to really do my makeup, i just like touched up whatever was on from this morning and inhaled my stir fry. at least the food was good. pulses. is hitting up the tour chat because they arrived before us (where’s the surprise lol) and they kept saying THERE WAS A DOG AT THE VENUE WHOSE NAME WAS ALSO SIERRA. so whereas this show seemed like it was going to be the least attended i was still pretty damn excited. they also said it was even smaller than will’s pub. i wondered how small they could mean, haha. but yeah. it was small! but! it was in a really cool little bar. there was a beautiful outdoor area with graffiti and the inside was definitely small but it’s not like we were bringing out 30 heads. it ended up working out fine. with the help of one of the locals named adult life, we moved the tables outside to allow for more room.

adult life kindly hopped on the show a few days prior when one of the locals bailed. they were a really tight, awesome punk band that sounded awesome. i did like this weird like nod or like verbal acknowledgement when i saw the vocalist outside warming up lmao it was something like “MY MAN” and i immediately regretted being a fucking weirdo hahahaha. they covered dog days by florence it was so cool. i really enjoyed their set. most importantly they drove alllll the way out from orlando to play with us on a work night which we all immensely appreciated. they were awesome to talk to and it was great to meet them.

while i believe like only 6 people came to this show, the jacksonville crowd was one of the highest quality audiences we played to. everyone was dancing and being really into both our sets, it was cool. i noticed they knew all the words to pulses. songs!!! i always think about how cool it is that if you can get one or two people to dig your music outside your friends circle, it just means that there are infinitely more people out there like them who would come through too, if they knew about your band.

little did i know that more weirdness was unraveling after our set. i notice some guy is chatting up my bandmates as they’re loading up the van. i was outside when he says “oh so i own a couple buildings in the area, this one across the street and two down the road (something like that). i have a couple of employees inside getting a drink, i’m just waiting for them.” ????????? so weird. there’s like a total of 5 people inside that weren’t there for the show, or already working for the bar, and there was no way they were with this guy. the math didn’t add up. but i bopped back inside to go watch the last band, digdog.

digdog ripped. they called themselves party prog and i absolutely back that statement. a really interesting mix of punk and prog music. not like new prog, but like rush and yes maybe??? whatever! they were great!!! really entertaining guys. super nice, too. my bandmates were still outside and i wanted them to come inside and watch so i was blowing up our van’s group chat. i shut off my internet cause my phone was dying and i figured they’d eventually come inside. after like ten minutes, only kris comes inside and no one else. i was like “??????” so my phone dies while we’re watching digdog. and after digdog finishes playing, we’re packing up merch, and my bandmates finally come back to explain to me that the reason why they stayed outside by the van is because that sketchy guy that was chatting them up was conspiring to rob us!!!!!! he started to ask them questions about where we were staying and where we were from. they didn’t want to leave our shit until the guy was gone. oh my god i didn’t even think of the possibility that someone might try to follow us back to the hotel and steal our gear. we’ve been sooo lucky, and we haven’t been robbed on tour. yet. lmao

all in all, jacksonville was definitely a good time but very weird. if we come back (and we would like to!) we will definitely be on our toes lmao.

oh. and we still found a roach in our room the next day. roaches are the devil i know (had them for years at the apartment in asbury) but that still sucks. don’t stay at the hospitality inn jacksonville!!!!!!!!!!

#woodland creatures tour

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ashleigh-luvs-14cats · 5 years ago

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Finding the Right Present

This fic is a present for my greatest friend in the whole world, I thought I have a lot of things to say, but sadly I don’t at the moment.

Its in the same universe as my Rencounter Fic, with our two main Ocs, Amy is hers and Ashlen is mine; please check out her blog if you like My Hero Academia, Game of Thrones or Marvel. She makes great content and I love her for it

Happy Birthday @ice-cream-kitsunegirl

Enjoy this Fic I made for you.

“Come onnnnn. . .”

“No. .” deadpanned as Shinsou stared into his game system. Which I’m fighting the urge to throw it across the room and pin him to the couch and try out the new technique I’m working on.

“Please,” I begged, “I never did this before, and you know her better than anyone.

“Why don’t you ask the ‘Pomeranian’ to help you?” He countered, he still hasn’t looked up from his game.

“Weeeeelll,” recalling the bicker three hours ago, “let’s just say we turn it to competition after asking, and then we may have broken a gallon of orange juice or two.” Which led to a full hour of the Class Pres lecture of proper conduct inside dorms and owe him a gallon of orange juice. Shinsou paused his game and face me with his usual dead expression that clearly said, ‘You idiot.’. Usually, I find that endearing when it’s not towards me.

“Sooooo, will you please help me find a perfect present that’s better than the fluffy dog for Amy?” It has been close to a half a year being here in U. A and remembered that on July 9th, which is more than a week away, will be Amy’s birthday; plus it’s been a year since we were friends when we talk through the internet. Now I had a chance to know her beyond that, I wanted to give her something special as thanks for being my first friend and best friends.

Then I gave Shinsou my saddest look since all my cute faces don’t seem to work. But in all seriousness, I’m kinda nervous. “Please Shinsou, I never have done this before, and you know this.” Shinsou stares at me, which it always gave me a funny feeling, but I ignore it for the hopes that he will help me.

I added a small pout on my bottom lip, which is my trump card whenever I really want something; it works... most of the time. It only works on one of the older sisters and my stepfather. His left eye and a corner of his lips twitched and turned his back towards me, and I swore his ears are red, and that’s when I knew I won.

“Fine, I’ll help you out, but I won’t just hand over on what to give her. I’ll give you some ideas, okay?” he relented. To which I squealed and wrapped my arms around his neck and give a little squeeze,” Aww Thank you. Thank you!” I nuzzle on the side of his head, I noticed that his ears are a bit warm. “That’s all I need! I’m sorry that refer you as the living zombie!”

“What…” He turned to the side and looked at me with a slight annoyance along with some redness on his cheeks. I gave him a guilty grin, “Oh, it’s nothing really.” I let loose my grip, and with only one arm around his shoulders, “Sooo, when shall we get started?”

“Get started on what?”

I bit my lip to prevent me from screaming, and my shoulders tensed up; I also felt Shinsou’s shoulders tense up as well. We both looked back and behind the couch was Amy with her signature shit-eating grin, all with casual, yet she made it look fancy clothes. With hands on her hips, “Welll,” she giggled and glanced at my arm around Shinsou, “I REALLY hope I am not interrupting anything.~ And you didn’t answer my question. Soooooo can I assume you guys are a ‘thing’?

Her question snapped us back to reality, and we both looked at each other and just now realized how close we are. The second, after looking at each other, I pushed him away to the other side of the couch and scrambled off the couch. “N-no! I j-just asked if he could help me do some training exercises that Aizawa-sensei taught us, and I wanted more practice!” I rambled, and I rubbed the back of my head as I continued, “So I asked Shinsou to be my sparring partner. Right Shinsou?” Please buy this! Please buy this!

Shinsou also got up from the couch, straighten his clothes and gave me a slight rude look, although it might have worked without the small red tint on his cheeks, “Yea, its because she slacked off on the lessons, so she asked me for my help since she’s a total airhead.” he smiled smugly. I growled and merely looked away from that so called charming smile and muttered, “Am not.” Amy starred as us for a second, trying to see our lie, but she merely smiled “OOOO-kayyy,” she snickered, a telling sign that she didn’t believe us. She’s a witch, of course, she can sense what’s wrong and all that; a quirk that I like about her except for this very moment. I shrugged and gave her a lopsided smiled and winked at her, a telling sign of me saying, “I’ll tell you about it later.”

“Soooo, how was the date with Yap Dog?” I asked Amy; not a second later, from the kitchen, “I HEARD THAT MS. FANCY!!” barked Bakugou.

“YOU WERE MEANT TOO!!”

Amy giggled at our antics, “Now now, guys chill out,” and answered my question, “It was great!∼We went to our usual restaurant, and we were surprised by the owners saying that we were their 5,000 customers and we get to eat the buffet FREE!!” She pulled out her cellphone, “They took our picture so they can place it in their wall along with other customers who are also thousandth customers! They gave me a copy! Which is SO CUTE!” and showed us a photo. Right at the center is Amy, with a happy grin, with her arms around Bakugou with his usual bitch face, and along with two old guys, who I assumed they are the owners, one on either side of the happy couple. The owners hold a banner above them saying, “OUR 5,000th COSTUMERS!” in bold letters and all decorated in sticker balloons and stars.

“How. .cute. .right Shinsou?” I looked over at Shinsou, he was done looking at the picture and went back sitting down the couch and opened up the game system, “Very cute.” he deadpanned. I rolled my eyes and smiled at Amy, “Wow, free buffet, huh? Lucky. Is that all you did?” Amy shook her head, “No, we did some small shopping at the mall, but it most of it was window-shopping, there were a lot of cute stuff that I wish I can get, but man those prices are so cringe-worthy!” As she continued on, Bakugou came out of the kitchen with a two sports drinks in hand and a bag of chips in the other, he spotted me staring and gave me his cocky grin in his face. DAMN IT! He already has an idea on what to give her! No doubt it was one of the things she was mentioning at the mall!

I force my smile to remain as I continued to listen to Amy, “Me and Katsuki are going to my dorm room and gonna watch a movie to finish our date! I’ll text you and Shinsou to come over after it’s done, okay?” she waved and walked along with Bakugou and head upstairs. Once they’re gone, I sighed and collapsed in the couch; grabbed the remote to turn on the tv and surf through the channels. Once I found the channel I wanted, I turned to Shinsou, who once again playing the game system. “Shinsou deeear?” I strain out the last word, he tensed but remain firm into looking at the screen of his game system. I faced him and took his off his hands and gave him my playful glare, “You said you would help me,” I gave my him my pouty face.

He turned flustered and cave in immediately, “Alright! Alright. Just answer me this then, what were things that you talk about when you talk to each other online?”

I thought about it and list some topics in our earlier days when we started being friends, “We talk about puns, stories of our favorite tv shows and movies, friends and family, and lastly our music.” I fondly think about our taste in music, it was almost identical that we freaked out when one of us mention bands that we like, especially our favorite songs from those bands. It was one of my best days ever, I started to go on till I paused...

I . . .

I think I know what to give her. . .

I hug Shinsou, “Oh my goodness! I think I know what to give her! Thank you so much! You are the best!” I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, he gave me a startled look, and his face turned a deep red, and rush to my room and begin preparing my gift for my best friend!

Day of the Party

Everyone is having a blast at the party, everything is Amy’s favorites, the snacks, drinks, music, even the theme colors! The Baku Squad, minus PomPom, were dancing to High Hopes on the dance floor with the birthday girl at the center with the silliest moves I have ever seen. Me and Shinsou were with the Deku Squad at the snack table with the birthday cake at the center, and the rest of the class were playing or watching video games at the main tv. At one corner are a pile of presents for Amy. I haven’t put mine in there because I’m a little nervous about what would she think, so I kept it in one of the large pockets of my jacket.

Shinsou senses my nervousness and tries to reassure me, “Don’t worry about it, no matter what you give her, she’ll be ecstatic by anything.” “Yeah, I know, it’s just that she’s my first friend ever and I want to give her something to repay all that she’s done for me, ya know?” Shinsou gave me a smug smile, “Heh, yea I get it, Amy... .is a type of person that really gets into your skin and will annoy the heck out of you,” we laugh in agreement and he continued, “yet. . for us. .we don’t mind at all.” To which I fondly look at Amy, who is trying to convince the Pomeranian to dance and he’s working so hard to remain where he is at till Amy gave him a tearful look. He relented and let her pull to the dance floor, and everyone including Amy cheered.

I chuckled at her antics and agreed with Shinsou, “Yeah, she’s pretty unforgettable.”

After 10 minutes of dancing and eating, Amy demands her cake, me and Shinsou put on the candles and light them up; she stood in front of her cake, and the whole class sang her happy birthday.

“Happy birthday dear Amy!! Happy birthday to YOUUU!”

She blew out her candles, and we all cheered and gave her hugs, Kaminari asked, “Hey Amy! What did you wish for!?” She shook her head, “Can’t tell you!” she sang song, “Otherwise the wish won’t come true!”

“AW!” Mina whined, “I bet it’s a really cool wish!”

“It IS!” Amy jumped right in front of her presents, “ITS PRESENT TIME! I WANNA OPEN THEM NOW!” “Will you chill out Sabrina!? It’s not like they are going away if you don’t open them!” Bakugou scolded.

“Whatever!!”

Each one gave her their present, Izu-chan gave her new headphones with cat ears, which she squealed and gave him a bone-crushing hug, but not to Izuku’s standards. Shinsou’s present is an actual witch hat, which made Amy laugh as she put it on, “OH MY GOSH TOSHI!! This is the cutest hat I ever had! Thank you so much!” She gave him a hug but with enough force that almost made him fall. “Geez Okay. You are welcome, you really shouldn’t eat so much sugar sticks.”

“Hehe! Sorry I couldn’t help it Toshi! They are just sooo good!”

Bakugou rolled his eyes as he gave his present to her, “Don’t say I don’t give you nothing! Got it?!”

“Aww,” she kissed him on the cheek, “I Luv You Too babe!”

“Yea Yea.” and Amy opened the small box, which I couldn’t help but bit my lip as she removed the wrappings from the present. She gasped and showed it to everyone, it was lapis lazuli earrings shaped into a small hearts. She squealed even louder as she jumped into PomPom’s arms, “These are the ones I saw at that Mall, you were paying attention! THANK YOU THANK YOU!!” Bakugou growled but hugs her anyway, “Of course I pay attention you’re my girlfriend aren’t ya?!?”

“Yes, you are! And I love you for it!” She lets go and look at the present table, all of her presents was open, but she kept looking for more, and I have a feeling what’s she’s looking for.

I teasingly asked Amy, “Whatcha looking for Amy-chan?”“Yours, of course, It must be hidden from all the wrappings for the other presents! And I know it is yours cuz you haven’t given me your present!”

I shook my head as I pull out the box from my pocket, “That’s because I didn’t put it at the table, silly.” She saw the box and squealed as I give her my present, this time she carefully unwrapped the gift and opened the box. What she pulled out was a cd case with a white cover that reads:

Happy Birthday Amy!: https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLflxyrJQiDpqho2tU44l1_NBJmHh8mCe_

Amy opened the case and saw the disc and found the note that I wrote for her, which she read aloud:

To my best friend. . . who always have my back when I need the most. These songs represent our treasured memories, so whenever we are apart, these songs will bring each other closer. No matter how far the ocean or land parts us.

With love, Ashlen

Amy looks up with her eyes started to water as I added, “One of our first conversations was about music, so I gave you song that we talked about, and there’s a list at the back. Look at the last one.” Amy flipped it to the back where there’s the list of songs.

And the last one is from the Queens: You’re My Best Friend.

I was surprised when she hugged me out of nowhere, I felt tears fell from my neck, “Amy? You okay?” She sniffed, “Yes! This is the best present you could ever give me!”

My eyes widen and hesitantly hugged her back, “I mean it’s not extravagant as Bakugou’s or cute like Shinsou’s.”

She pulled back a bit so I could see her head shake, “That doesn’t matter Ash! Sure they are really cool presents, but yours came from the heart. And no one can beat that ever!”

I felt my eyes started to tear up and smiled so bright and hugged her again, everyone ‘aww’ our moment except Puff Ball, which he rolled his eyes, muttering “whatever.”

“Happy Birthday, you’re my best friend, my witch-bitch,” I said fondly. She laughs and squeals happily, “Oooh bitch! And I say that playfully… You’re my homegirl for life!”

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flameontheotherside · 6 years ago

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Advocacy

Today I realize my "disorder" requires advocacy. What happens is when I try to get shit done myself.... Like trying to communicate with the lady at the front desk at the mental health clinic about getting a simple ESA letter to have a dog. 🙄 I couldn't understand her and on top of that I had to yell because she couldn't hear me from behind the glass. Don't you hate that? Then I look even more psycho.

Soooooo Jason had to step in to help me understand what was going on. Then communicate for me because I was getting irritated that it seemed like the lady was fucking with me. 😂 LOL Silly lazy interns...finally got an actual professional to speak with Jason about it. Turns out I have to go somewhere else to get the note. Well I should be seeing one here on campus tomorrow or Friday anyway. I can ask her and if that fails, Jason said he's going to further help.

Would only make sense to get the ESA letter first.

You know, before looking at dogs. I saw some corgis and huskies. Always wanted one of them. The corgi at least makes a good support animal and huskies like running. So hoping I can get the letter this week. So far only this month, the shelter is waiving the adoption fees. 🙄... With my luck I'll miss it. Yeah I know it shouldn't say it but 🤷🏼‍♀️....Anyway I'm thinking of an older mellow dog.

With a support dog I'm almost more than certain it will definitely get me disability. Lord knows I'm a fucking mess without Odin. 🙃 And I honestly don't want to be taking klonopin as much.

Speaking of which...

*clears throat* It took a lot because I'm not too good with words. Of course because of ASD and I'm working on it. I'M REALLY TRYING to be more honest. I'm always self-conscious about how I say things. Especially when trying to tell George (Bragi) that I really like him. 🤦🏼‍♀️ I actually meant that when I explained how I met him as Bragi in hypnosis months ago... Erik actually introduced me to him as my "future husband" and some details about our past lives.

I denied it because I'm not ready to be screwed over again.

For months and months up until meeting him in person. I ignored and joked around about how impossible it was. Then the night after getting off the phone with George; explaining The Realms and what he has to do with it and yadda yadda yadda... 😆 I wanted to just curl up and die. Lol Erik likes to make fun of how awkward I am.

😒 However in all honesty, I'm glad that I skipped the part about Erik actually referring him as my "future husband". What's the point? 🤷🏼‍♀️ I know Erik wouldn't point me to the wrong direction. He's knows me. It's the telepathic phoneline. I'm still not completely convinced that the wires haven't crossed. It has to be someone else. He clearly only sees me as a friend and that's totally fine. It's bad enough Erik is dead and Odin is with my ex.

My chest has been hurting since the gym.

I'm a little concerned that it has to do with probably pushing too hard 🤷🏼‍♀️. Maybe I'll take it easy on the bike tomorrow. The cool thing is maybe I'm starting to get abs too 🙃.

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peachwizard · 8 years ago

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You’ll Be Fine

Request: hello friend!!! Could you please do a sister!reader fic where Sams in college and reader is about 15-16 and its it first day of highschool. Shes like really nervous and dean conforts her and stuff. She find a quick salt and burn with the guy she sits next to? Idk i thought of a whole story but i think you could write it better, thanks soooooo much!!! @rosiesstanderds

A/N: I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG. I have been dying at college. I hope you enjoy this!! And again, I am sorry I have been dead to the world for like months.

Characters: Dean x Sister!Reader, John Winchester, OC, Sam (mentioned)

Warnings: swearing, angst, violence, mention of blood/gore, sadness, let me know if i missed anything!

Tagging: @percussiongirl2017 @leenasleena-blog @winchesters-favorite-girl

Another stupid day. Another moment where you wake up and forget for a second that Sam is gone, that he left you and Dean, and won’t even answer your texts or phone calls. Another stupid hunt. Another week or two of wondering if Dad is okay, if he is alive. Another stupid school. Another month of hearing Dean complain that Dad left him behind on this hunt to watch poor little old you.

This day is worst than most though. This isn’t just your first day of school, its your first day of high school. You remember when you started middle school. Sam was there to comfort you, to tell you everything would be okay, but that was just middle school. High school is a completely new hell that you didn’t want to explore. And of course, your big brother Sam just left you to deal with it on your own.

Sam and you were unbelievably close. He always was making sure you were studying, making time for school, being the best that you could be. He would take you to soccer practices, made you join teams, told you that you would be so great once you got to high school you would make varsity everywhere you went and they would be begging you at your feet to stay when Dad said it was time to leave.

So when Sam left with no goodbye you were devastated. You didn’t know how to deal with it. You just remember coming back to the room after getting some candy out of the motel vending machine and Sam and Dad were screaming at each other, nothing new. You sat down next to Dean on the motel bed and offered him some of your candy, like you two were at the movies, watching your brother and dad fight.

Things got worse this time though, once you heard Sam mention Stanford and that he wanted to go and leave. That’s when Dad gave you ten bucks and told you to go get a milkshake from the diner two blocks away. You were reluctant to leave, but Sam told you, “Don’t worry Y/N/N, I’ll meet you there, order me a vanilla one?”

So you sat there, waiting for him. You had no idea how long you were there. Long enough for Sam’s milkshake to completely melt. Long enough for it to get dark outside. Long enough for Dean to come get you once him and Dad realized that you were still gone and had probably been waiting for Sam all that time.

When you got back to the motel and you saw that Sam’s stuff was gone, you freaked out. Dad told you that he wanted to go to college and leave all of you behind. You didn’t believe him. You called Sam and texted him obsessively for a month waiting for him to answer. Eventually it said that the number had been disconnected.

You were in denial for a long time before it hit you like a ton of bricks one morning when Dean was driving you to school. He had to turn around and take you back to the motel. Even when you thought you couldn’t cry anymore, tears would still come. You missed Sam more than anything, you loved him more than anything, but this whole time you were nothing to him.

Your dad and Dean didn’t know how to deal with you. Sam was the one who was the soft and comforting one, or “girly” according to Dean. You suffered on your own for the longest time. You like to think that now you and Dean are really close, but it isn’t the same way you were with Sam. Sam was your best friend, and being a teenage girl’s best friend came with “chick flick moments” which Dean refused to be apart of. You did a lot of crying in the shower and closed yourself off to everyone.

Dean and Dad were protective, like Sam was and like any older brother or father would be, but you didn’t have a special connection with them. Even though you were a tomboy for the most part, you never could click with either of them. You had wanted to go out into the real world, go to school, get a job, like Sam had always told you, but now it was just a sad reminder of the brother that left you. So you hated the real world now, and all you wanted to do was hunt.

You woke up the morning of your first day feeling unbelievably sick to your stomach. Your dad was already gone on a hunt, and you thought it would be fairly easy to convince Dean that you weren’t feeling well enough to go to school. I mean who cared anyways? Sam was in the “real” world, so as far as you were concerned you didn’t want to be there, and thus didn’t give a crap about school. You took a shower so that it would at least seem like you were putting some effort into going to school, but decided that you would come out complaining that you weren’t really feeling up to it. Easy, right? Wrong. You came out of the shower and walked up to Dean who made you waffles for your first day, “Dean... I don’t feel really good. I don’t think I can go in today.” Dean gave you a look, “You seemed fine last night and this morning. What’s wrong?” “Just my stomach hurts really bad and I have an awful headache. I think I might be getting the flu.” Dean carefully glanced you over, “Haha. Nice try, sweetheart. I know all the tricks. You forgot that I once was a delinquent trying to get out of going to school... Except no one was there to tell me that I had to go...” His thoughts were taking a different turn, but he quickly shook his head and remained on the topic: you. “Regardless you are going because I am making you. You are super smart Y/N, I’m not letting you throw this away.” “Throw what away?! Dean, I’m going to be a hunter for the rest of my life. I don’t need to know biology, or calculus, or how to write a freaking essay!” “I thought you always wanted to go to school.” You looked down shyly at your feet, “Yeah... Well... Things change.” “Come on, sweetheart. Its high school! Get excited!” “Excited about what, Dean? The mean girls? The people looking weird at the new kid? The boys who ask me out as a joke? Having to leave the one or two friends I actually make without so much as a goodbye as soon as Dad gets back? The fact that school is gonna be harder than ever and no one can help me?” You hadn’t realized until Dean grabbed your face and started wiping at your cheeks, but tears were steadily streaming down. “Hey, hey. Don’t get all sappy on me now. School is gonna be fine. You’re gonna be in all the smart kid classes, I mean you are the smartest kid I’ve ever met... High school is nothing compared to all the other shit you’ve had to deal with. You’ll be fine... And I don’t know... If you need me to read a paper or something or try to check your homework... I don’t know.” You cut him off and gave him a soft smile seeing that he was struggling to come up with the right words, “Thanks, Dean.” He picked up his keys and shoved the two plain waffles into your hands for breakfast to go, “Now let’s go! You are gonna be late on your first day and we can’t have that!”

When you got to the school, Dean pulled off to the sidewalk to let you out. he couldn’t help but notice that you were still upset. Dean decided that he was gonna bring up the one person that you two and your dad had silently agreed to never mention. “Y/N... Listen. I know you are all upset about Sam leaving because he was your buddy and all that and he really got you with all that touchy feely crap you guys were into... And I know that I don’t even come close to him... But if you need someone to talk to... about all that touchy... feely stuff... I’m here for you.” For a second, Dean thought you were just going to ignore him and leave, but instead you quickly grabbed him and crushed him with a tight hug. Dean was momentarily taken aback, but returned the hug with equal force and he kissed the top of your head. He felt his heart drop, but then immediately swell up when he heard you quietly mumble the three words that he loved to hear from you more than anyone else, “I love you.” After that you pulled back, gave a shaky laugh, wiped at your teary eyes, and then opened the door. As you went to shut it you gave Dean a shy smile which he returned with a bright one, one that you rarely saw from him now. As you walked away, Dean looked after you smiling, wondering how he got so lucky to have you as his sister. He rolled down his window and shouted out to you, “Hey kiddo!” You turned back to look at him while he mustered up all the strength he had, he knew that you needed to hear this and you needed to hear it now, “I love you too!” Then he saw you give him a bright smile and wipe at your eyes again. You playfully rolled your eyes and waved him off. Dean didn’t leave until he saw you enter the school. He was gonna make sure you ended up happy if it was the last thing he ever did.

Three periods into school and you were so done. You were currently sitting in your calculus class with kids a year older than you. That was all thanks to Sam for making you take high level classes whenever you could. Instead of paying attention, you decided to pull out of your bag some notes from the hunt that your dad was on in the area. He asked for yours and Dean’s help with some research, and what better time than a math class that was boring you out of your mind? You didn’t even realize the kid sitting next to you looking over what you were doing with wonder... “Holy shit...” he whispered. You quickly looked up, startled. Great. Now you were going to be “the freak.” You frantically whispered back, “It’s not what it looks like.” He gave you a smug smile, “Really? Because it looks to me like you’re hunting.” Your face dropped, “What...” “Oh don’t look so freaked. I’m Matt. My parents are in town on a hunt... I’m assuming yours are too?” “I’m... Y/N, And...My... My dad is...” “So you know that they are coming up with jack squat?” “Y-yeah.. My dad said that whatever it is, is messing with hunters. Its killing things like it could be werewolves, vamps, ghouls, random ghosts... there’s no pattern. Its trying to keep hunters off of its tail so they don’t know what they’re up against.” “You know what.. We should-” And then the bell rang. Once you got into the hallway you stood against the lockers, and he continued, “me and you... We should hunt this thing!” “What? Are you crazy? If my dad doesn’t kill me, which he will, my brother will! So I’ll be dead twice!” “They don’t even know what they are dealing with. They’re making you do all the dirty work. All the research.” “Exactly! They don’t even know what it is, how the hell would we figure it out?” “I bet you already have an idea of what it is. I know I do.” “So if we do, then our parents should too. “ “They don’t! They are looking at it from the middle, they are surrounded. We are the outsiders. We do the research. What do you think it is?” “It’s obviously a shifter. Nothing else is that meticulous about details. Nothing else cares that much to try to be like other monsters. Its what shifters do, they copy.” “Well then we know what it is and we know how to kill it so lets do it!” “Why don’t we just call our parents?” “Come on! Live a little, Y/N!” You contemplated on whether or not you should do it... Sam would tell you no. Stay in school, don’t get involved with hunting, get as far as possible away as you could. So naturally, you decided, “I’m in. When do we leave?” “Now?” “Sounds good to me.” And the two of you just casually walked out the back door to the school.

After looking over where all the victims houses were and then the sewer plans for the town, you figured out where the shifter was most likely holed up. You were about to go when you realized, “Ummm. Wait. I don’t have any silver on me. We need to get weapons.” Matt replied, “Okay, we will meet back here in twenty.” The two of you went your separate ways, and you only hoped that Dean wasn’t in the room right now. Once you got to the motel and saw the impala in the parking lot, you cursed. Of course Dean would be there. Where else would he be? You put your ear up to the door and heard that the shower was on. Perfect. You snuck in, being more quiet than you ever had been. Dean was humming “Thunderstruck” by AC/DC in the shower, every so often singing the words. You reached into his bag and grabbed a silver knife and a gun that you knew he wouldn’t notice if it went missing for just a day. As you got to the door you heard the shower turn off, you opened the door and looked back to see that your backpack was on the floor next to his bag. You quietly ran back and grabbed it, only managing to close the door to the motel room right as Dean was coming out of the shower, him just barely missing you.

You met back up with Matt and then went to the sewer entrance you were planning on using. Both of you knew where you were going, and it didn’t take long. You found the area that the shifter was in, and it was obvious that someone-or something- was living here. You heard footsteps and panicked, both of you rushing to hide.

You spotted a man who looked exactly like the last victim’s husband. It had to be your shifter! You and Matt gave each other a nod, took a deep breath and came out of your hiding spot. The shifter was definitely not expecting either of you, so he was surprised enough that you got a good cut on him.

He was quick to retaliate, and you got a bad scratch below your eye. You tried to take him down, but he was way to strong for you. You were roughly thrown into the wall and hit your head, you looked around for Matt and couldn’t find him anywhere.

You realized quickly that he had bailed on you. You had never been more scared in your life. Taking down a shifter was something you had never done before. You had never even hunted alone before. And to be completely honest, you hardly even hunted to begin with.

Your brain started to panic as the shifter slowly approached you again. He lifted you by the front of your shirt and slammed you into the wall again, you were pretty sure that you were going to have a concussion.

After being slammed into the wall a few more times and being thrown on the ground, kicked in the ribs, stabbed in the arm, and slammed into the wall again, you finally came to your senses. All the training from your dad and brothers hit you like a train. You remembered the smaller knife in your pocket and reached for it, stabbing the shifter in the eye.

While he screamed in pain and dropped you to the ground, you picked up your silver knife that had fallen on the ground and stabbed him through the chest. As soon as the shifter was dead, you immediately felt the immense pain in your head and in your back. You dropped to the ground and passed out now that you knew the shifter was dead and you were safe.

Meanwhile, Dean was waiting in the impala for you outside of school. He was confused when you didn’t arrive thirty minutes after the bell rang and everyone had come out and was long gone. He went inside and had them call you over the intercom. He thought maybe you were in detention or something, but when the office looked back at you throughout the day and saw that you weren’t in your last few classes, Dean stormed out of the office freaking out. He had no idea where you were or what you were doing.

He got in the impala and sped back to the motel just praying that you skipped class to smoke or something like a normal teenager, and found your way back to the motel on your own. When he got there and saw no sign of you he really started to freak out.

Until he noticed that his hunting bag was left unzipped. Something he never did. After closer inspection he found that a gun, silver bullets, and a silver knife were missing. If he wasn’t panicking before he was now. He started pacing back and forth, freaking out over the fact that his baby sister was out hunting on her own. Hunting a shifter no less. All. Alone.

Dean doesn’t know how long he stood there pacing and panicking for, but he finally realized that he had to find you and come after you, so he started to pack his bag and get his stuff together. He figured you went after whatever Dad was hunting, and thought it was a shifter. Knowing you, you were probably right, so while he brought every weapon he owned, he put a silver knife in his pocket and loaded his gun with silver bullets.

Just as he was ready to leave, you came through the door looking like the living dead. You were hunched over, blood all over your face, hair, and clothes, holding onto your left arm with your right hand. Dean dropped everything in his hands and ran over to you and hugged you too tight for a person with broken ribs.

You let out a small whimper and he immediately released you. He held you at arms length and assessed you. He forced you onto the bed and started to patch you up without saying a word. You knew you were gonna get it. He didn’t even look angry, he looked way too calm.

He stitched up your arm and wrapped your ribs to provide some comfort and support while they healed, wiped your face off from all the blood caked on only to realize he had to stitch a cut above your eyebrow.

When he finished he sat down at the kitchen table for a minute. You were looking at him, confused as to why he wasn’t yelling at you. While you really didn’t want to talk to him or make things worse, you figured you should apologize to him.

You took a deep breath and spoke, “I-I-I’m sorry, Dean.”

He looked up at you with a face that you couldn’t read. He stood up and started pacing in front of where you were sitting on the bed. He stopped for a second and grabbed you some painkillers from his bag and a bottle of water from the fridge and handed them to you.

Then he went back to pacing while you swallowed the pills. When you put down the water bottle, he finally decided to speak in a calm manner surprisingly, “What were you thinking?”

“I wasn’t…” you responded while looking shamefully at your feet.

“Y/N/N, this isn’t like you. Why would you do something as stupid as this?” This time his voice had a hint of anger.

“Well, there was this boy and…”

“Oh! A boy! Of course!”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“Typical that you did something dumb as shit to impress some no good waste of space boy.”

“He was some hunters kid. He convinced me to go out of the hunt…”

“Jesus Y/N! You are lucky to be alive! The only reason you even got out was because you got lucky! You aren’t a good enough hunter yet to be taking down shifters with some dumbass boy!”

“...He… He left me… Once the shifter got there… He ran....” You started to tear up, the reality of the situation hitting you hard. Dean was right. You were stupid. You should have never listened to Matt.

“I know you didn’t just fucking tell me he abandoned you and left you alone with a shifter.”

“He did…”

Dean rubbed his hands down his face, “Oh my god, Y/N.” He seemed to be debating what to say next, and it seemed like his calm streak was over, “I can’t believe you could be this stupid! You know you shouldn’t trust anyone! No one! No one except me and Dad. You got it? God Y/N… What the fuck! No seriously what the fuck! You are so goddamn lucky. Oh my god… So lucky. I could be finding your dead body right now!”

You didn’t know when you started full on crying, but next thing you knew Dean was hugging you and you were hugging him tightly back, you tried to speak through the sobs, “I-I-I know… I am so sorry Dean. You are right about everything. I just… I don’t know… I wanted to prove that I could be a hunter. A good hunter. I’m just still upset about… about… you know who… I know I shouldn’t have gone out with some random idiot boy.”

“Hey, hey… I’m sorry for yelling at you, sweetheart, but no more hunting without me or Dad. You got it? I just can’t deal with anything bad happening to you. I can’t lose anyone else important to me... Especially you, sweetheart.” He paused, “But between you and me, it’s pretty badass that you killed a shifter all alone, Y/N. I couldn’t have done that at your age,” Dean was giving you a soft smile.

“You mean you aren’t gonna tell Dad?” You shyly looked up at him.

“Nah, I think this can stay between the two of us, don’t you think so baby?”

You smiled and nodded, “Yeah, I think so.”

“Now tell me about the douche who left you…”

You and Dean were laughing and watching cartoons when your dad came back earlier than expected.

Dean spoke as your dad closed the door, “Hey Dad. You’re back early.”

Your dad placed his bag on the floor, “Yeah, turns out some other hunter got to it before we did, it was a shifter. Can’t believe I didn’t realize sooner.”

Your dad walked over and gave you a kiss on the forehead, “Hey babygirl, how’ve you been?”

“I’m good. Dean and I have been having a lot of fun this week.” You and Dean exchanged looks, knowing he was thinking back to when you found Matt and beat the shit out of him while Dean watched. Was it a little sadistic? Yeah. But he left you for dead, basically betrayed you. And no one does that to a Winchester.

“Good, I’m glad to hear that,” your dad clapped his hands together, “Alright I’m gonna take a shower and then we are gonna head out. Got wind of another case up north from here.”

“Sounds good, Dad! We’ll have everything together!” Dean called back.

You smiled and turned to Dean, “Some other hunter got the shifter, Dean.”

He playfully pushed your arm and had a smile on his face, “Shut up kid and go pack the car.”

You got up and saluted him, “Sir yes sir!”

You both laughed at that. Yeah, the relationship you had with Dean was different than the one you had with Sam… But it was still great, and getting better everyday.

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laniakeabooks · 6 years ago

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ReWired by S.R. Johannes

Let me just say that because this is a personal blog, I took the opportunity to go fucking ham on this book and rip it to fucking sherds. If you’d like to read a nicer review with no swearing, check out my review on Goodreads. I actually sound like a decent and professional person over there. If you’d like to see what I really thought about the book in its unabridged version, please continue here. But thanks to NetGalley and the publishers for providing me with a copy of the book in exchange for and HONEST review.

Genre: is flop a genre? No? Well it’s listed as a Thriller, but let me tell you, I was NOT thrilled

Okay first of all, Ada Lovelace? That’s the name you’re going to go with? Seriously that’s like a hooker name or something (if you’re name is Ada Lovelace, I’m sorry and I’m sure you’re a lovely person, but you got stuck with a shit name).

I wish I could just show you the notes I took right on my Kindle (most of which were a single word: idiot), but alas I had a PDF document and the comments don’t get posted to Goodreads soooooo I’ll just have to tell you the gist of it.

So here is the tl;dr review: I’m Ada Lovelace! I’m a really good hacker and always cover my steps! Oh, shit the FBI found me out! Instead of prison I have to go to technology addiction rehab. I love being cruel to the other teens stuck in the same place as me, saying totally asshole-y insensitive shit. I think I’m really smart, but I’m actually a fucking dolt. I couldn’t see the plot-twist of my own story coming even if it punched me in the fucking brain.

Yeah. If I ever become as stupid as Ada, just fucking put me out of my misery.

We’re stuck in her head for the ENTIRE BOOK.

The underlying plot is pretty much social media bad, old world good. Yeah. Thrilling. Ada and her group of hacktivists (I hate that word) “The Orwellians” uncover that the foremost social media platform, SocialNet (I think that’s what it’s called I don’t care enough to go back and check) is doing some sketchy shit. So, Ada tries to hack into their main servers (because she’s the best!) and gets caught by the FBI (okay… maybe she’s not the best).

To avoid humiliating her senator father, who also happens to be trying to pass a cyber-security bill, she opts to head to rehab for kids addicted to technology (oh for fuck sakes).

In rehab, dubbed Reboot, she meets the flattest cast of characters to ever exist:

- There’s the grumpy goth hacker-girl Raven. She’s unique because she has pink hair.

- Becca, the bubbly, chocolate-loving cheerleader who wears velour track suits with words printed across her ass. She’s at Reboot for cyberbullying.

- Andrew, shit, no, Varian, who is also goth-y and who takes WoW waaaay too seriously. He actually turned out to be my favourite though…

- There’s mute Crash who is at Reboot because he hasn’t talked in a year and only writes notes in email format. He’s mute because he thinks he killed his sister. He didn’t. That’s not a spoiler.

And finally,

- Fisher, the mandatory love interest. He’s cute and nerdy with washboard abs. But he has glasses so that makes him unique.

After that, we spend over half the book hearing (reading) Ada complain about being in “hell”.

She almost dies EVERY. DAY. She almost gets shot with a fucking marble by Varian (see why I like him?), nearly falls to her death on a ropes course, and nearly gets burnt to a crisp when someone burns down a computer lab on the strictly “computer-free” Reboot campus. Oh yeah then she nearly gets straight-up murdered like ten times by the CEO of SocialNet. Oops… I guess that’s a spoiler? No just kidding, it’s not, they tell you the CEO is a shady motherfucker from the very beginning (but Ada doesn’t know that until he basically tells her right before he attempts to murder her). Yeah, I was cheering the bad guy on by this point.

Johannes doesn’t really seem to understand what mental illness entails, and it would have taken five seconds of research to figure it out. If you didn’t know, I am a huge advocated for destigmatizing mental health and hate when people (whoever they may be) perpetrate the stigma to fit their own agenda, storyline, or whatever the fuck it may be.

So yeah, pretty much that’s it. It seems that there is a sequel being set up by the last chapter, but I hope to fuck it doesn’t happen.

Oh yeah, it also took Johannes FOUR YEARS to write this. Four years wasted unfortunately. Of course, this is my opinion, and you are entitled to your own. I left out like fifty of the other “plot twists” so if you want to read and discover them yourself, be my guest. It’s just that you’ll see them coming and you’ll get frustrated when Ada can’t figure it the fuck out and dumbly walks straight into danger (you’ll want her to though).

So yeah, that’s it. I have to admit, I did actually enjoy raging about this book. I’d be sitting outside my exam room waiting to go in and everyone around me would be studying and stressing out, but I’d be decompressing from said study-stress by realizing that if Ada is still alive at the end of this book (although I do know this is just a book), I can pass my exam.

So yeah, that’s it. Bye book!

Oh and final verdict, 1/5.

#ya book #ya lit #book review #booklr #bookstagram #Goodreads #young adult literature #NetGalley #rewire #s.r. johannes

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ponyregrets · 8 years ago

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Is there any way you can do a Clarke POV for "No One Can Lift the Damn Thing" please? (I was going through your fics and was listing all the ones I would want an Alt-POV for, and they all involved Bellamy as James Potter, wow I have A Type.)

I feel kinda bad calling this a Clarke POV but whatev I had fun I like social media AUs

Original fic and alt POV on AO3!!

Raven: Just got my invite to Finn and Ontari's weddingYou?

Me: NopeDo you think they flipped a coin?Or she just gave him an ultimatum?LikeYou can invite one of your awkward exesBut only oneChoose wisely

Raven: Honestly, I'm guessing he never actually told his mom why we broke upAnd given the choice between telling her he cheated on me and I dumped his assAnd just inviting me to his weddingHe invited me to his wedding

Me: Yeah, that's definitely what happenedAre you going to go?

Raven: YupGot a hot girlfriendI like his parentsAnd I want him to feel awkward about shitToo bad he didn't invite you

Me: I really don't mindI feel like I dodged a bullet

Raven: You could have brought BellamyFinn was jealous of him BEFORE he was famous for being hotImagine how much he'd hate seeing you guys together now

Me: You know, I was going to say Bellamy has better things to do than go to a wedding just to piss off FinnBut then I remembered this is Bellamy we're talking aboutSo he'd probably do it

Raven: Yeah, I doubt fame changed him that muchSucks that you're not coming, thoughWe should get together soon

Me: Maybe I'll just come hang out in townCoincidentally

Raven: I know you're joking, but you shouldI bet Monty and Miller are going

Me: I'll think about it

supreme-girl-wonder posted: do you ever get amazed that people you went to college with are now getting married and have lives and seem to know what they're doing?? I think I might have the most competent group of college friends ever, it's really intimidating

but congrats to my cheating ex-boyfriend on his engagement and thanks for not inviting me to the wedding

Tagged: #no seriously #thanks #I really did not want to go #it would be awkward af but if he invited me I'd feel like I had to go #or else they were winning #glad I don't have to worry about that #I can just get drunk in the comfort of my own home instead

Bellamy: Did you book your hotel for Finn's wedding yet?What days are you going to be there?

Me: Hahaha that's cuteYou think Finn invited me to his wedding

Bellamy: He didn't?He invited me

Me: You're rich and famous

Bellamy: So are you, princessAre we calling you that again? Did we reclaim it from Finn?

Me: I prefer Supreme Leader nowI'm rich, but I'm not featured in tumblr gif setsPeople commission me to do fanart of you

Bellamy: And you haven't sent it to me?I thought we were friends, Clarke

Me: Is James/Sirius a pairing you're into?

Bellamy: Obviously

Me: Then I'll send you some links

Bellamy: AwesomeFinn really didn't invite you to the wedding?

Me: He used to hit on me in front of the woman he's now marryingWhile they were datingShe hated meOf course they didn't invite meThey'd probably keel over and die if I showed upRelated: Did you get a plus one?

Bellamy: YeahI was planning to get them really excited thinking I was bringing some famous actress or something and then I show up with Octavia

Me: Or you could show up with me

Bellamy: Yeah, that's a way better ideaSo, what nights do you want me to book the hotel?

Anonymous asked: do u know if bellamy blake has a gf????

supreme-girl-wonder answered: why would you ask me, a fanart blog, this

Bellamy: Is it weird that I feel bad flying first class?

Me: DefinitelyBut you're famous nowI assume you can afford a therapist to talk you through these issues

Bellamy: Why would I pay someone when you took that one psych course sophomore year?

Me: Good pointBad how?

Bellamy: Guilty, mostlyIt feels like such a waste of moneyBut holy shit it's so much nicerI feel bad for everyone who isn't in first class

Me: I'm flying coach soFuck you

Bellamy: I don't feel bad for you

Me: Wow, you're curedI'm better at this therapy thing than I thought

Bellamy: Ha ha.I hope the tone came across thereAnyway, I don't feel bad for you because you're richI assume you flew first class when you were a kidAlso I have to switch to airplane modeYou're boarding soon?

Me: Pretty soon, yeah

Bellamy: CoolSee you in Ohio

Me: Can't wait

siriusly-jily: omgkarakaradid u see the new bellamy pics????

supreme-girl-wonder: probably notI'm out of town for the weekendand pretty drunkwhat happened?

siriusly-jily: he's at some airport in ohioidk why, there aren't any cons or anythingwhat's in ohio????

supreme-girl-wonder: maybe he has a lifein ohiofor some reason

siriusly-jily: no wayactors exist only for our benefit :Panyway, he's got a gf :(people are saying it's clarke griffinthe vp's daughter

supreme-girl-wonder: wowam I just drunk or is that a lot of conclusions to jump to

siriusly-jily: check it outhttp://remus-lupin-lady.tumblr.com/post/138742714390/omg-omg-omgthere's more of him with fans but lbrthat's A LOT of huggingand I googled, it does look like the VP's daughter

supreme-girl-wonder: if they were dating they probably wouldn't be having their reunion in an airport in ohiojust saying

siriusly-jily: truuuuuuuuuuuuuuokay I gotta go to bedhave fun with whatever thing you're doing

supreme-girl-wonder: will dokeep me posted on Bellamy pics

Jasper: did you really bring FAMOUS ACTOR AND KNOWN DREAM BOAT BELLAMY BLAKE to this wedding???

Me: NopeHe brought me

Jasper: ohwellthat was my second guessgrats on landing a celebritybut I guess you're a celebrity too???so it makes sense

Me: You must be this famous to ride Are you coming over for video games?

Jasper: yes obvomw

Anonymous asked: omg kara do you follow m&m media??? they posted pix of them w bellamy and the vp's daughter??? apparently they're engaged??? im so heartbroken rn plz help

supreme-girl-wonder answered: Don't panic, anon! M&M have said they went to college with him like ten billion times. Quick google search says VP's daughter did too. So they're probably at a reunion or something. And let's be real, if you were posing for a picture with him, you'd want to be as close as possible too.

Raven: SooooooYou took off early last night

Me: Not THAT earlyWe danced a bunchI think Bellamy made a lot of dreams come true

Raven: Including yours?Seriously, I can't believe you never fucked him

Me: I was going to, but his mom diedBetter late than never, right?

Raven: [confetti emoji]Seriously I'm happy for you guysOne-time thing or?

Me: NoDefinitely notWe're going to try to dateIf we can make it workAnd if nothing elseNon-stop sex for the rest of the weekend

Raven: Well, we're doing breakfast in an hourSo make sure you come up for air so we can make fun of you

Me: You make it sound so funGetting breakfastInstead of having sex with my TV star boyfriend

Raven: One hourIf you're not there I'm going to break into your hotel room and post pics on tumblr

Me: OkaySee you in an hour

Raven: [kiss emoji]

natsukashii-na asked: Random question but do you have a gf now?? You've been reblogging some couple-y stuff and I was just wondering haha sorry if that's weird

supreme-girl-wonder answered: Boyfriend, actually! Bisexuality: it's awesome. But yeah, we've been together for about a month and it's going really well. Long distance right now but I'm moving in with him in a couple weeks. I'm really excited.

Tagged: #I know that sounds fast but #trust me #it definitely took us long enough

Anonymous asked: doesn't your bf mind that you're really into bellamy blake :/

supreme-girl-wonder answered: He'll live.

#Anonymous

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missjackil · 8 years ago

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One Year.... One year ago this month, I was introduced to these AMAZING gentlemen, and life has never been the same! I don’t recall the exact day it happened, but I do know it was March, 2016,

This is how it started... It was a very cold, snowy winter here in NJ last year, so my life long friend Dawn, my daughter Sarah, and I started binge watching different series on Netflix. Dawn first suggested this show Supernatural, which I had only heard of in passing a few times over the years, but she had watched since the beginning. She said I would love it, the brothers are hot, they hunt monsters and demons, delve a lot into Religion, which is a big interest of mine, I even have a degree in Theology, and am legally ordained. I checked the title on Netflix and saw it had 10 seasons available, and I said “Nah, that’s a pretty big commitment, I dont think I could stay interested in a show that long” then Dawn informed me, that it was still on the air and in season 11. Not my cup of tea, so I declined. She next suggested Nurse Jackie, which was really good, but so easy to burn through. I got the next pick and picked House MD which had been mine, and my daughter Sarah’s favorite series to date. This was a longer series than Nurse Jackie, 8 seasons instead of 7, and hour long episodes, as opposed to half hour. This took almost 2 months to get through. While watching this series again, I would keep commenting how much I loved the bromance between House and Wilson, to wish Dawn would always reply “The you will LOVE Sam and Dean!!” So since she had next pick, I agreed to give Supernatural a try. And this is what happened... *CRASH BOOM BANG <heavy flop>* “Wooooaaah easy tiger” “Dean?” Yeah, these boys are freakin adorable, and Im gonna love this bromance. I thought Dean was hot, and Sam was cute. Too young for me to think he was hot (me being 49 at the time) but I felt like the monsters and a lot of the horror was pretty lame, and sometimes even cheesy, though I did enjoy the chemistry the boys had with each other, and found Sam’s psychic visions to be an interesting element, I didn’t think I would stay interested for very long. For a while, we were only watching 2-3 episodes at a time, a couple times a week when Dawn would come over. Near the end of S1 I told her I didn’t think I wanted to continue. She asked me to PLEASE give it to the end of season 2 and if I still didnt like it, we could find something else. As promised, I did become more interested in S2. The humor was funnier, the acting got better, and the bromance was hotter, and the emotional moments were even more heart breaking. The first episode that left a really big impression on me was Born Under a Bad Sign. Until then, I knew Sam had psychic powers, and his father was worried he would turn dark, and left it on Dean’s shoulders to save him or kill him (good idea John, what the hell) and this episode was probably showing Sam go bad. I didnt want that, I liked the boys and I wanted to like both of them and not have to start thinking of Sam as evil, but he was soooooo creepy in that episode! I was so afraid he was going to rape Jo, fortunately he didn’t, but that “My daddy shot your daddy in the heeeaad” thing gave me the willies! I was so uncomfortable with this “Dark Sam” I thought maybe I couldnt continue. Dawn didnt want me to stop just yet, but didnt want to give me spoilers, she told me “Don’t worry, Sam and Dean are the GOOD guys and Sam is a REALLY good guy” so I continued. When it was discovered that Sam was possessed, I found that very interesting, I didn’t think the boys would ever succumb to the evil things, just kick their asses all the time, though I assumed theyd have their own asses kicked sometimes, I never thought the show would allow the heroes to really suffer.... boy was I wrong huh?? I recall my first noticing that Sam was hot and built like a truck, in Heart, and it was also the first time I really cried. I remember telling Dawn, I will watch it when she comes over but Im watching it on my own too, because now Im much more interested, but I also said “it’s kind of a bummer knowing the boys wont die, that will take away from the suspense and emotional moments when it’s feared they might die, and I remember her giving me this look... she said “trust me, you know nothing”. She was right ... All Hell Breaks Loose 1 & 2 had me sobbing! When Sam dies in Dean’s arms and Dean sobs into his neck, I dont think Ive ever seen such intense, realistic grief on a TV show. And then Dean goes and sells his soul for Sam!! This turned what I thought was a “My brother is my best friend” love into a “Id willingly spend eternity in fire and torment, to have one more year with my brother” love. That was a big turning point for me. I new Id watch it till the end and couldnt wait for those long days off when I could just binge all day long. Then Season 4 happened... I dont know when exactly it happened, or which episode it was, but somewhere early in S4, I discovered the most amazing thing. I woke up one day and realized I am madly in love with Sam Winchester! And to top it off, I was hopelessly addicted and obsessed with SPN! I wont give a rundown of how each season hit me, but its been a crazy, emotional, tragically painful, beautful roller coaster that I have no intentions to ever get off of. By the time I got to S9 and started seeing the episodes dwindle away, I didnt want to finish too fast, yet I wanted to keep binging, so thats when I decided to start rewatching. ration out the newer episodes so I dont finish too fast, and binge the ones Ive already seen, and Ive done that continiously since then, and that was in May. By the end of June, I had watched everything on Netflix and purchased all of S11 On Demand and just kept finishing and starting over, rinse, repeat. What I have learned... I mean no disrespect to Dean, I love him... but, if he ever says “As long as Im around, nothing bad is ever gonna happen to you” ... just RUN!! He said this to Sam in S1 and things just unraveled fast for poor Sam. I dont think there are many bad things LEFT that haven't happened to Sam, and we still have at least 2 more seasons to go!!! To me, Sam is the most beautiful, kind, selfless, brave character ever. Yet, he can be a little selfish on occasion, but if you needed any of the duct tape and safety pins that hold him together, he wouldnt think twice about giivng them to you. He is scared fairly often, but it’s never stopped him from facing any big bad monster life could hand him.Season 10 was definitely not his most attractive season (that hair?? WHAT??) and if you piss him off, he can viciously sting with his words at the very least, or be brutally lethal with his hands when need be. He is a full on nerd, but not the least bit pretentious about it. He doesnt think he is better than anyone, and maybe even not as good as most. He is brilliant, but wont ever make you feel stupid. He is the sweetest, kindest gentleman you’ll ever meet, but 100% badass as well. But most of all. he loves Dean with everything in his life. He will never leave him (again) for anyone. If he ever finds a significant other, they will have to accept him and Dean as One person. Package deal and thats it. To me, Dean is a rock. He rarely ever changes, This isn’t a bad thing. This compliments Sam, who is ever changing. Dean doesn’t live inside his head. He expresses his feelings more physically than with words, though he isnt one to mince words if you need to hear it. He’s emotional, not afraid to cry, but maybe afraid of who he allows to see it. He’s not perfect, he has made a lot of poor choices for himself and for Sam as well, but never with any ill intent (other than when influenced by a Supernatural force) He is a sweetheart, who unfortunately carries too much baggage. In Regarding Dean I feel like I met the REAL Dean that is lost under decades of pain, lossm and never ending violence. He can piss me off big time, but I forgive him because Sam does, and the most important thing in his world is Sam. There is nothing he wouldnt do, nor lines he wouldnt cross for Sam, and I believe he would give Sam anything in his power if Sam would simply ask. What I think of the side characters Cas, Crowley, Rowena, Bobby, etc.. all good characters who bring a lot of interest to the show, but none are strong enough characters to have their own storylines apart from Sam and Dean. Their side stories arent very interesting. I would watch a show that was only Sam and Dean (which is what I prefer) but I wouldnt watch a show that was only Cas or Crowley or whomever. They should support Sam and Dean and thats it, in my opinion.

What I have learned about the Fandom... Supernatural is the Holy Reaches of Heaven to them and they are Religions. Separate groups of individuals, expressing their love for the show and the characters in different ways. Some SPN religions are open and accepting, and some are vicious and hateful. Everyone gets different things from different parts of the series, but some of these religions, think their thoughts are the best and only True Canon even when sometimes, their thoughts are not canon at all. There are some fun, silly, kind loving fans in the SPN Family, and I have met a few, but Ive also seen some unnecessarily hatefull, mean spirited individuals who I cant consider family. SPN belongs to me, and it belongs to you. Take from it what you take from it... blog your blogs, go meta crazy, ship your ships, and write the shit out of fan fic... but please dont belittle and berate those who think differently. It is a ficitonal show, no one is going to go to Hell or be arrested for their views on it. If you don’t like it, dont watch it, but let those who do still love it, like myself, enjoy it while they can. Don’t go trying to hurt our feelings with “It should end!!” because someday it will, we know this, but we want it to live on for as long as J2 are happy to do it, and even then, it’s gonna hurt like the death of a loved one to see it go, so try to be more considerate okay? If you stayed to read ALL of this, You are precious to me :) and thank you!

#supernatural #1 year anniversary #many years to come

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stinkrascal · 4 years ago

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Little controversial, but a lot of fun. What are your sim s' toxic traits? Asking all of my favourite story tellers. Let's get deep

omg YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS please i love talking about controversial things lets goooooooooo <3

vlad - he’s a very controlling and overbearing person, honestly. he’s the type of person who trusts his knowledge above everyone else’s and feels he’s the most capable in any given situation, therefore he feels it’s only right that he’s in charge, no matter the circumstance. he’s wise, yes, but after centuries of believing this of himself, his wisdom has warped to unabashed pride, and he finds it difficult to trust another’s capabilities over his own because of it. i like to think this ties into why he’s fairly codependent in his relationships; he needs to feel as though he’s the one providing for, guiding, and therefore “controlling” his relationships, he needs to feel needed, so he seeks out people who feed into that desire, people he feels are “misguided” who need a wise, proper hand to bring them to normalcy. you know, someone like him, the spitting image of normalcy, seeking out impressionable people in an attempt to satiate his intense desire to be needed. like sir have u ever heard of therapy? LMAOOO

breanna - she’s laidback to a fault and oftentimes irresponsible, someone who rarely considers the outcomes of her decisions and someone who ignores the telltale signs given to her. this manifests in a lot of careless, reckless behavior and poor decision making skills. like, for instance, if vlad reminds breanna that the water bill must be paid by x day? you best bet the water will be shut off because queen, irresponsible as she is, forgot to send the check. if she promises to bring you to your doctor’s appointment, you best bet that the morning of you’re gonna call her only to discover she didn’t realize your doctor’s appointment was Today and she is currently stoned asf and cannot operate her vehicle, to which you will reply Breanna It’s 8 AM Why Are You Smoking At 8 AM to which she will apologize and cry and hang up and fall asleep. much like vlad, i like to think this ties into her own codependency issues, as she feels she’s, in essence, unable to properly, or rather, responsibly care for herself, and must rely on someone else to do this for her. she enables his controlling nature by relying on him for most things, and in return he enables her immaturity by providing for her unconditionally. isn’t that, like, super fucked up lmaooooo? like, it’s the sims universe u know, so take all of this with a grain of salt, bc like in the context of my silly sims 4 legacy all of these codependency issues honestly amount to, like, breanna being a happy and uncritical stoner tradwife and vlad being the one who pays the bills and drives. it’s not actually that serious u know. but when you think about it critically and apply it to like real-world scenarios n consequences n whatever... it’s gross as fuck <3 you guys need therapy <3

lucien - like vlad, he’s fairly prideful, as he feels he’s the most knowledgeable and capable of any given situation, but more so than that, he feels the need to show off his intelligence by testing others’ knowledge. he also feels the need to lecture those he feels aren’t as knowledgeable as he is; often he doesn’t realize he’s doing it. he’ll basically mansplain to you for hours, if you don’t keep him in check. also, his ego usually gets the best of him, and he can’t help but find himself better than those he views as unintelligent. it can come off a little classist at times, and this is something which has been brought to his attention in the past, something he wishes to alleviate in his further interactions. it’s a work in progress. ;-;

gen - their main issue is that they’ve a difficult time understanding and empathizing with other people, primarily women. i like to think this comes from their overall discomfort within themselves, whether that discomfort revolves around their personality, their gender identity, or their apathy towards life. women in particular are difficult for gen to empathize with, as it is that gen makes an effort to distance themselves from women, most likely a consequence of their discomfort with their assigned gender. lashing out at the “thing” they wish to distance themselves from is a simple, quick way to tell your peers, I Am Not This Thing! you don’t wish to be perceived as a women? vehemently hate all of that which is considered womanly, and maybe you’ll stand a chance against your audience. that’s... gen’s way of looking at it, at least. it’s not healthy, and gen realizes this by now, but so far it’s not caused too much of a hindrance on their life, save for all the girlfriends they can’t get because of their shitty misogynistic streak, so they’re not too bothered. i can promise you as they grow more comfortable with themselves, they will eventually drop their mean streak. i know gen’s been a misogynist for, like, two years now lmaooo ;-;

carlile - much like his mother, he’s extremely irresponsible. he forgets important dates, he often misplaces his belongings and the belongings of others, he can hardly be trusted to cook without forgetting the stove’s on then burning the house to the ground. he’s also rather bratty, especially when he’s hungry. idk i’m blanking on carlile honestly his toxic trait is being perfect <3

nikolai - he has a hard time establishing boundaries with others, so he often finds himself in situations he finds uncomfortable, merely because he can’t say no to anything. you can usually tell when he’s uncomfortable, as he wears the expression well on his face, but even then, he’ll bite his tongue and carry onwards. worst of all, though, he’ll be upset with you if you’re the one who suggested the plans, even if he’s the one who agreed to the situation despite not wanting to attend in the first place.

klaus - he doesn’t expect anything from anybody, and he feels that all people should feel this way about each other, as no expectations means no one can get hurt. this also means, however, that klaus’ effort put into everything he does is fairly low, and he doesn’t often impress people with his lazy, myopic attitude. he’s self-dependent to a fault, wanting to do most things by himself without considering the help of others, as he feels he’s the only one who should provide for himself. basically, he doesn’t accept “charity” from other people, and he thinks most people shouldn’t accept “charity” from others, either. very much a “pull yourself up by the bootstraps” kind of guy, which i consider toxic as fuck, so, like. :)

anastasia - she’s a lot like vlad; she feels her judgment is the best in most situations, and she feels she deserves to be in charge at all opportunities because of this. her confidence teeters on pride, and she often confuses the two and unknowingly comes across as arrogant and abrasive because of this. she trusts the abilities of others, it’s just that she believes she works the hardest and wants it the most, and this innate desire puts her above others. she’s also prone to fits of jealousy, especially over her friends, an attribute also lovingly instilled into her by her father :p if you so much as look at her best friends the wrong way, she will come for your throat as though she were some rabid dog, about to feast on her next meal. she’s loyal, yes, but loyalty doesn’t come without its faults; she’s quick to excuse her friends, even for truly heinous actions they provably committed, so long as she feels the intention is forgivable. her love and affection for other people blinds her, and often she’ll act in their best interest, even if that means being rude or aggressive towards others who go against them.

ilya - his toxic trait is that he’s never featured on this blog and idk what to do with him <3 his other toxic trait is that when hes a teen hes gonna commit arson. thats sooooo toxic

ok im gonna go through everyone else really quickly bc my fingers hurt HAHAHA ok lets speedrun this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

bonnie - her toxic trait is that she thinks 50 shades of gray is legitimately a good book series. LMAOOOOOOOOOOOO

cooper - his toxic trait is that he smells so bad and he doesnt know why he uses soap and deodorant and bathes frequently hes just sweaty asf and you know what Me too king sweaty kings rise up

shivi - her toxic trait is that shes a barista at a coffee shop and she doesnt even like coffee. her other toxic trait is that she lowkey hates vampires :( and thats just rude asf

maeve - her toxic trait is that shes an apologist. she sees someone doing something terrible and shes like OKAY THEY DID THIS BAD THING BUT THEY’RE JUST TROUBLED IT’S NOT THEIR FAULT MAYBE I CAN FIX THEM!!!! like no bitch you cant

tarek - his toxic trait is NOTHING tarek is literally so perfect like he just wants to take care of his sick boyfriend and learn how to be a top tier witch like thats it? He doesnt deserve any slander bye

abigail - her toxic trait is that she’s SOOOOOO clingy to the point where like u guys can be in the same room but if you’re not looking at her rn while you two are in the same room together she’s like DO YOU HATE ME? like abbie please we dont hate u ur just being crazy rn. shes also extremely jealous and self-destructive so like if she feels like u are cheating on her she will FREAK OUT and ruin your relationship bc she doesn’t know how to effectively communicate her emotions and feels the need to lash out inexplicably at everything that triggers her </3 poor girl

karmen - her toxic trait is that she hides behind her humor and nonchalant persona to mask her emotions. she says it’s a coping mechanism, but the truth is, she refuses to meaningfully engage with these feelings, as they’re too uncomfortable for her, so she downplays her struggles with humor. she’s very much someone who acts as though she’s got it under control, even if the truth is, she’s struggling to stay afloat. her other toxic trait is that she will endanger her own internet safety it if means she can get a cute e-milf to send her money <3

caspian - he’s reserved to a fault, as though he’s physically unable to admit what’s troubling him. yet, when he speaks, you can always tell when there’s an issue. it’s always one of those things with him, where the emotion is too repressed to be articulated, yet too present to ignore. he’s so resistant to aid, he’d rather subject himself to terrible situations if it means denying help from another. often, he does this under the guise that he doesn’t wish to be a burden to others, therefore he must take care of himself without help, but he fails to realize that by not helping himself, he’s hurting his relationships around him, which burdens everyone. he’s deeply insecure, and he often weaponizes his insecurities, typically without meaning to. this manifests in a lot of self-deprecation, deflective language during arguments, ie “I’m the worst person ever, I wouldn’t blame you if you hated me after this,” which often comes off very manipulative. again, he doesn’t mean to sound manipulative, it’s just something that happens naturally, something he's gotta work towards alleviating.

vaughn - like caspian, he’s many emotions which are too strong to ignore, though too repressed to be expressed. this manifests primarily through vaughn’s financial immaturity and his promiscuity. he enjoys the physical pleasures of life, and he often abuses these luxuries as a way to distract himself from the very real pain he feels, pain he refuses to admit he harbors. so instead he sings his silly songs and spends his money recklessly and fucks everyone within a thirty mile radius to distract himself from the void in his chest :\

wolfgang - he’s basically an incel LMAOOOOOOO or like what do they call an incel who larps as a normal person to pick up woman? a pick up artist i think? hes that LMAO hes quite literally in the incel community is what im trying to say. i havent talked about it yet but its literally a plot point. if you look in my brainstorm sheet rn it says “Wolfgang munch reads incelme forums every day. Wolfgang munch thinks j*rdan peters*n is the leading figurehead in the hall of intelligentsia.” so like yeah

#Anonymous #jade answers #this was so fun to answer LMAOOO #ive thought about the vlad/brie codependency lore for EVER now so im happy i finally have a context where i can talk about it lmaooooo #ugh i love making weird toxic hcs for my ocs <3 i love it when my ocs do bad things <3 #straud asks

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Acoustic Adventures: Chaquis Maliq | Jan, You Wear Me.

So, you what went down in the month of January? Quite a few things. These adventures aren’t always planned and that’s what makes them an adventure.

Uber Adventures and Leaving a Gig

So, ya’ll know shyt happens, right? Well.... Here’s what happened in January. This fundraiser I was supposed to perform for (for like 4 hours or more) decided not to have parking passes available at their office or better yet even mail them out to the performers, to ensure that performers would be allowed entry to their dang performance spot. Yes, I reached out to pick one up from the office and they responded and then vanished prior to the event. Soooooo, on the day of the event, I am waiting for my Uber ride. This dude cancels the trip because he could;t figure out how to maneuver around the street closures for this marathon even, which I was performing in. He was literally like 3 blocks away.

So, another Uber comes and get me. This guy’s anxiety was SO HIGH! He turned out to be an ex musician. So, he had some stories about being signed to Capitol Records just for them to right off his album for tax purposes and shelf his album. But he knows nothing about streaming royalties, mechanical royalties; etc as a producer and studio musician. He said he doesn’t receive royalties anymore. So, that’s when I hipped him to today’s time. LOL! Any way.... We tried to get an escort to get me into my spot. The cop that requested it for was nice. But then we got the A$$HOLE Cop that didn’t want to escort us to my spot. So, we’re driving around, and I tell the Uber driver to drop me “HERE”. “Here” was a not so bad walking distance for me to get to the spot. What does this guy do?! Keep driving, takes me further away, and then the other cop says he can’t let us in without the pass, and to drive pretty much to where I said, “HERE”. So, with the ride closed out. I said, “Just take me home. EFF this! I’m already tired and in pain. This isn’t worth the time or $. I did this event last year and I enjoyed cheering the people on. But I want to go home!”

The Uber driver also wanted to give me a new DAW (Desktop Audio Workstation) for free. That was nice. LOL! This dude said to let him know and he’ll come by the next day. NUMBER 1! I DO NOT GET PICKED UP WHERE I ACTUALLY LIVE, EVER FROM UBER (And now Lyft soon neither one).

MLK Parade

I gotta say. This was my first time attending a Martin Luther King, Jr. Parade. I thought I had missed it. But I was able to catch the end of it. Which of course was MUSIC! I have more footage. I just didn’t get around to posting it. But I did make sure a posted at least one clip. Check it out below.

A video posted by Chaquis Maliq (@chaquismaliq) on Jan 16, 2017 at 11:32am PST

Private Birthday Party at the Harbour Club

So, this was a last minute gig. Which was perfect, because it balanced out my shortage from the gig I left lol. But, I had gotten some performance royalties the day before too. No, it’s not a brag. I’m a musician full-time, so this is something another musician would need to know as well. I mean, what we would be the point of me blogging if I don’t mention certain things????

Any how. I had no idea who the gig was for. It was booked through a 3rd party site. I asked about logistics and I wasn’t informed that I didn’t need any sound equipment. But honestly. I do not sing loud in general. So, if the acoustics are very damp, that’s wear and tear on my vocals to make sure people can hear me. So, what happened is.....

A video posted by Chaquis Maliq (@chaquismaliq) on Jan 22, 2017 at 9:52am PST

I’m waiting for Uber in the M#@$@#$$%@# RAIN! With all of my gear. Yes! Guitar, amp, mic, mic stand, cajon; etc. Uber kept pinging, and not accepting the address I put in. My signal dropped to M#%W%^#%^#%^&#%^ 2G! What the heck is 2G, T-MOBILE?! What is is it?! You can’t do anything on 2G. I ended up calling a taxi company that I had in my phone, hoping they could send someone. I waited for 30 minutes and no one showed up. And yes, it was still raining. I was soooooo worried. Yes, Anxiety was on like 10! I had no idea who this gig was for, and what would happen if I was late and more!

I finally get picked up after like 2 more calls. I get to the venue and then realized I left the mic stand in the taxi. I get upstairs and find out they didn’t want any amplification.

ME: Do you not see all this equipment I just lugged in here?!

But it all turned out just fine. I was on time for their time. I got to eat some good food and fruit! There was a lot of pork on the menu, so I had the bear minimum of the menu, but that’s all I needed. The event turned out to be a brunch birthday celebration along with a celebration of a new book and graduation. Pretty cool, to witness such a great thing among your own. I did sing happy birthday in my own way on my guitar for the personal birthday cake, and sang a special “selection” at the end by request. And they even paid me a little extra. And I met a photographer that covered the event. She took some portrait of me by a cool window. Hmmmmm.... I need to look through my cards and find her for these photos, lol!

Sister Rosetta Tharpe Tribute

I was also asked to sing some gospel for the last gig I talked about, although it wasn't apart of the agreement. And my #1 inspiration popped up in my YouTube recommendations. 1 and only Sister Rosetta Tharpe. I was trying to figure out how I was going to do the #1WomanBand and read lyrics, so I wrote them on a large piece of paper, since I cannot scroll lyrics like I've seen some artists do. Any how, I didn't get the chance to sing any Gospel, but I did this since I saw Sis Rosetta again but in my Facebook feed, and of course it's RAINING in a lot of places. So, here's to some sincere vibes for #musicmonday. Enjoy!

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Video Accepted for Tiny Desk Contest 2017

After not being accepted for the Tiny Desk Concert in 2015 ( I had no idea lol). I was accepted this year. I think what happened the first time, is that I had promo at the end of the video. The funny thing about this contest is that, although they love watching the creative videos, it’s really about the music. The two that one the last 2 years, did not have creative videos. In fact the winner didn’t do anything extra for sound. Sound was as is, on the back of a loading dock.

This time I actually got behind the desk I have now. It was a challenge. But I think that's the point. HAHAHA! They are pretty crammed on NPR's Tiny Desk Concerts; behind desks. This time I performed my song, "Patience" off of my EP 'Resilience Eludes Death' http://smarturl.SpotifyChaquisMaliq. I was asked to perform this song earlier this year, by fans, for my debut on Your Carolina Morning Show, and I did another song instead. So, I believe I owe to the supporters to perform this song for the NPR TDC 2017. Enjoy! Thank you for your support!

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I’m Trying to Get My Act(ing) Together

At the end of the month I had 2 auditions. None of them went as planned. Lol. There was another sista at each one of the auditions, so of course that made me feel better.

Audition 1 :

the sista said: "Fall in." I was like, can I glance at my role for a hot second (with my eyes). And she replied again, "Fall in". 😳😂 The second time around they kept me as the same character and switched out the other 2, but wanted us to have revolving positions. Yes, I'm the #1WomanBand but dang, I'm trying to keep up with the lines and rotate. Lol! Audition 2 :

I thought I was late. I guess there were different times or appoinments sent out. The sista was happy to see me 😍. (She took this photo too) They required sheet music. I had "Tell Me something Good", piano guy said: "Sing it a capella!" I made up a monologue as I was standing there off of a meme I saw on Facebook lol (Sista told me to make one up. Cuz I didn't have one.) Then came dancing. Let's just say I never survived a taebo video tape lol! ChaquisMaliq.com/Acting

That’s it for January! Than you so much for reading. I appreciate you!

- Chaquis Maliq 2.20.17 (I’ll proof another time)

@marcellouslovelace did the lovely portrait painting and I completed the background artwork for the cover art.

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