“You can tell a lot about someone by the type of music they listen to. Hit shuffle on your iPod, phone, iTunes, media player, etc and write down the first 20 songs then pass this on to 10 5 people. One rule: No skipping.”
Arctic monkeys- Do I wanna know
Fall out boy- sugar we're going down
Florence + the machine- shake it out
Chicago- Cell block tango (ayy)
AWOLNATION- Sail
New politics- dignity
Panic! at the disco- Stall me
Fall out boy- G.I.N.A.S.F.S
The white stripes- seven nation army
Imaine dragons- every night
Sara Bareilles- gonna get over you
The fratellis- Chelsea dagger
Fall out boy (again) - light em up
Panic! at the disco- I constantly thank god for Esteban
Lady gaga (????)- Do what you want
Pharrell- happy (Didnt know I had this either)
30STM- closer to the edge
Jim coce- time in a bottle
Three days grace- animal I have become
The pretty reckless- make me wanna die
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Ask #1 (7437-wayward-gallifreyans): there's this fic... #1
I read a fanfiction about zombies, where Castiel is washing dishes at a restaurant, he hurts his hand, then he has to run away from zombies and dean finds him and takes him to the bunker (then the sexy times), but the problem is I can't remember the title and author! Can you help?
Ask #2 (miko2244): there's this fic... #2
I'm looking for the name of a fanfic I read. It's about the Dean is sent to a alternative Universe 'and travels there with castiel to sams wedding. Castiel and Sam realize that Dean is not the real one.
Ask #3 (anon 14): there's this fic... #3
The fanfiction is an AU where everyone has to go and see this mirror when they reach a certain age that tell them who their soulmate is. When Dean goes to see the mirror he sees Castiel. He does something that means the bond will strong and the lady who mans the mirror writes down what he saw on a piece of paper. Dean carries this piece of paper around ever since he got it. Dean doesn’t meet Castiel until he’s like in his late 20s or early 30s i think. I think that when he meets Castiel he thinks not now or something like that. (Sam’s soulmate is Jess by the way of that helps)
Found by kcsplace, agoldenplum, holyhael, shining-until-tomorrow, and angelofthemoor: The Mirror (unofficially recced here; I added it to a relevant older ask on the bonded tag).
Ask #4 (phanwithadashofmoffat): there's this fic... #4
So ive searched all your tags for this fic but I can't find it anywhere basically dean and cas are neighbors when they are really little and cas's family has wings but cas's don't grow in for a while and they grow up together but dean gets a girlfriend and cas anna and gabe move in with uncle luke for a while, far away, gabriel also tells cas that he's in love with cas and cas says something like "Is their a miniority for gay people with wings or is that just me?" then they return home. Thanks!
Found by spittinhittinmittens and lyraterra:
The Bet List [M, 55,600 word count]
That bet list was the worst thing you've ever come up with, Gabe. If it wasn't for it, I would never have thought about such things. It's bad enough being an earthbound angel, it's bad enough being considered a weirdo even by angel standards. Did I have to be gay as well? Do I even represent a minority or is it just me out there?
Ask #5 (phanwithadashofmoffat): dean and cas both as matchmakers
Hey i'm looking for fics where Dean and Cas are best friends and are trying to set friends up with other people but through strange twist of events they end up getting together. Do those even exist? I've tried your tags and I didn't really see anything with that description. Thanks!
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Different Headcanon this time! Mycroft actually stalks Greg and Sherlock knows and thats why he brought up the goldfish. I'm not very good at headcanons, am I?
And Greg starts to finally notice and questions sherlock about it and Sherlock tells Greg straight up that Mycroft fancies him and Greg is just like, “…okay then, what’s his number?” and Sherlock just loses his mind omg eysss
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Mycroft’s ears perked at the sound of the front door shutting, not expecting anyone home for a few hours. From his soft chair in the sitting room of the home he shared with the Detective Inspector of the Scotland Yard, Greg Lestrade, he heard soft footsteps coming down the hallway, slightly off step, like they were limping.
Greg walked in normally, immediately hiding his limp when he saw Mycroft lounging in his armchair, reading. “Hey, Myc.”
“Yea, we finished up the case quickly after your brother had his input.” He rubbed his knee absentmindedly.
Mycroft noticed the swelling in Greg’s knee and a small spot of blood.
Suddenly, Greg glanced towards the kitchen and went to get up, easily enough. “I’m hungry. Want anything?”
Mycroft jumped up and held his hands out. “I was about to have tea. I’ll get you something,” he said hurriedly and walked swiftly into the kitchen.
“O-kay then,” Greg said, sitting back down. He was actually going to get ice for his injured knee but didn’t want Mycroft to worry. They hadn’t actually solved the case yet, the perpetrator getting away because Greg, in his idiocy, thought climbing a fence and jumping from the top of it was a good idea. He isn’t as young as he used to be and today made it evident.
Meanwhile, Mycroft heated the water for tea and clicked the coffee maker on for Greg’s after-work caffeine boost. He laid out some biscuits on a little plate and set a couple small cakes in the middle. I suppose he wanted ice… he thought to himself. Mycroft didn’t want Greg making a fuss over being taken care of like he usually did, so the ice would have to wait. The coffee finished brewing just as Mycroft’s tea was done steeping. He put the strainer over his cup and poured his tea, milk and sugar added after. He then poured Greg’s coffee in a mug, only sugar added. Setting it all on a tray he carried it all into the sitting room and set it on the short table in front of the sofa.
“Thanks, Myc,” Greg smiled over his mug, blowing on it to cool it off. Mycroft just nodded and sat down next to him, taking a biscuit and dipping it in his tea absentmindedly. Greg shifted over slightly and a shot of pain shot from his knee, causing him to gasp, but he covered it with a cough.
Mycroft glanced at his partner, eyebrows raised. “Is everything alright, Gregory?” He set his cup back in its saucer, the china clinking lightly. Greg just stared into his own mug, not speaking. Mycroft sighed and got up, going back into the kitchen.
Greg silently cursed himself for not going to the hospital to get it checked out. He knew Mycroft would notice and mentally kicked himself for trying in the first place for even attempting to hide it. Bloody idiot, you are. Moron.
Mycroft walked back in, a blue baggie in hand. He sat back down next to Greg and pressed it to Greg’s injured knee. Greg jumped but the pain started to fade instantly. He sighed and stole a glance at Mycroft, who was focused on Greg’s leg. Greg smiled and leaned towards Mycroft. The younger man turned his head just as Greg put his hand under his chin and pressed his lips to his. Mycroft blinked, his eyes fluttering closed. He kissed Greg back, gently, his hand still resting with the ice on Greg’s knee.
Greg pulled back and rested his forehead against Mycroft’s staring into the other man’s ice-blue eyes. “Thank you, Mycroft,” he said softly. “Really, thank you.”
Mycroft grinned at Greg, his smile lighting up his face.. “I love helping you, Gregory. You never have to be afraid to tell me anything.”
“I know, Myc, it’s just…” Greg sat back slightly, looking away as his face heated. “I don’t want you to worry about me…”
“Too late for that, I’m afraid.”
Greg cocked his head, confused. “Huh?”
“Every day you leave for work, I worry. It’s my nature.” Mycroft’s cheeks reddened slightly. “I just think about you going and not… not returning.”
Greg gaped at his loving partner, this side of the younger man barely ever shown. “Myc…” he leaned in and wrapped his arms around Mycroft, pulling him close. “I know there’s the chance I’ll get hurt, but I’m rarely in the field anymore.” Greg held Mycroft out at arm’s length, hand clasping Mycroft’s shoulders. “I’m getting too bloody old for the running and chasing anymore. Today was just because we found his hideout and he ran. Nothing more.”
Mycroft smiled softly, staring into Greg’s large, brown eyes. “You’re right. I know I shouldn’t fret, but I cannot help it.”
“I know, Myc.”
“I love you.”
Greg beamed. “And I love you, Mycroft. Forever.”
Mycroft pulled the older man in for a kiss, resting a hand on his face. “And always,” he whispered against Greg’s lips.
Rule 2: Answer the questions the person who tagged you asked and write 11 new ones
Rule 3: Tag 11 people and link them to the post
Rule 4: Actually tell them you tagged them
I was tagged by: panicatthestripclub
Questions/answers:
1. whats ur favourite show if u had to pick one? uhhh.... Skins
2. if u could be anything what would u be? a cat
3. write a mini playlist of ur top 3 songs. the only difference between martyrdom and suicide is press coverage - panic! at the disco, Caffine Cold - Fall Out Boy, Stomach Tied In Knots - Sleeping With Sirens
4. if u could only look at one person for the rest of ur life who would it be? Tom Hiddleston
5. whats your worst fear? the fear of being alone
6. u ever thrown up on someone? luckily, no
7. whats your favourite thing about yourself? my eyes
8. best vacation experience? DISNEY. WORLD.
9. best friend? Her name is Catherine, her blog is astonished-spark
10. whats the most badass thing you have ever done B)? uhhh... ummmm
11. have u ever had detention? why????????? Almost, for being late for school at lunch after going off property. But they let it slide because I'm nice :)
my questions:
Favourite celebrity?
Favourite singer or band?
If you had eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?
Favourite scent?
List your top 3 favourite albums.
Favourite movie from 2013?
Favourite social media?
What do you look for in a partner?
Do you have a new years resolution? If you, spill?
Rule 1: Post the rules.
Rule 2: Answer the questions the tagger asked you then make 11 new ones (also tag the tagger).
Rule 3: Tag 11 people and link them to your post.
Rule 4: Let them know you have tagged them
I was tagged by: http://your-internet.tumblr.com
The questions!
1. Books or series?
Are you joking? If I really had to choose, probably books.
2. Europe or America?
Europe
3. A funny story about you and one of your close friends?
Idk, we laugh to much, so I can't think of something extraordinaly funny right now.
4. Guilty pleasures?
Really bad sciencefiction films, I'm not only talking about special effects, everything has to be so bad you want to laugh. ( The moon once exploded and I'm still laughing)
5. What would you change about the world?
Make everybody equal (I know we already are, but everybody would be treated equal as well)
6. Ever cosplayed?
Not yet, but I want to do it this year when I go to the Elf Fantasy Fair.
7. Introvert or extrovert?
introvert
8. Reason you joined tumblr?
the person that tagged me forced me (I hope she sees this)
9. Qualities you look for in a partner?
Just don't be a douchebag.
10. Book you’re currently reading?
clash of kings (2nd book in the series of a song of ice and fire)
11. Last text you send?
where are you?
My questions
Do you like learning?
Do you like to take a walk?
Where did you go on holiday last year?
Name a thing that stresses you out.
Favourite show?
Favourite book?
What genre of music do you like?
Do you believe in love at the first sight?
How much time do you spend on tumblr (don't lie to me)?