Sam And Dean Have A Rough Time Adjusting To Life With Their Mother And Younger Half Sister. The Reader

do actors get boners while making sex scenes this is one of the things i’ve wondered my whole life

Jensen’s youngest sister is going through a tough time with depression and Jensen is determined to help her. This fic features many things that may cause triggers. There will be trigger warnings at the beginning of every part; the two biggest are depression & suicidal thoughts/actions. Graphic made by the amazing @starswirlblitz

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Dad’s Worst Nightmare (Part 2)

Summary: The reader is forced to deal with the aftermath of the party at school where things start to escalate…

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Pairing: Jensen x daughter!reader

Word Count: 6,200ish

Warnings: language, bullying

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Why "doing something relaxing” does not help your anxiety

A lot of the time when people give advice intended to relieve anxiety, they suggest doing “relaxing” things like drawing, painting, knitting, taking a bubble bath, coloring in one of those zen coloring books, or watching glitter settle to the bottom of a jar.

This advice is always well-intentioned, and I’m not here to diss people who either give it or who benefit from it. But it has never, ever done shit for me, and this is because it goes about resolving anxiety in the completely wrong way.  

THE WORST THING YOU CAN DO when suffering from anxiety is to do a “relaxing” thing that just enables your mind to dwell and obsess more on the thing that’s bothering you. You need to ESCAPE from the dwelling and the obsession in order to experience relief.

You can drive to a quiet farm, drive to the beach, drive to a park, or anywhere else, but as someone who has tried it all many, many times, trust me–it’s a waste of gas. You will just end up still sad and stressed, only with sand on your butt. You can’t physically escape your sadness. Your sadness is inside of you. To escape, you need to give your brain something to play with for a while until you can approach the issue with a healthier frame of mind. 

People who have anxiety do not need more time to contemplate, because we will use it to contemplate how much we suck.

In fact, you could say that’s what anxiety is–hyper-contemplating. When we let our minds run free, they run straight into the thorn bushes. Our minds are already running, and they need to be controlled. They need to be given something to do, or they’ll destroy everything, just like an overactive husky dog ripping up all the furniture. 

Therefore, I present to you: 

THINGS YOU SHOULD NOT DO WHEN ANXIOUS

–Go on a walk

–Watch a sunset, watch fish in an aquarium, watch glitter, etc.

–Go anywhere where the main activity is sitting and watching

–Draw, color, do anything that occupies the hands and not the mind

–Do yoga, jog, go fishing, or anything that lets you mentally drift 

–Do literally ANYTHING that gives you great amounts of mental space to obsess and dwell on things.

THINGS YOU SHOULD DO WHEN ANXIOUS:

–Do a crossword puzzle, Sudoku, or any other mind teaser game. Crosswords are the best.

–Write something. It doesn’t have to be a masterpiece. Write the Top 10 Best Restaurants in My City. Rank celebrities according to Best Smile. Write some dumb Legolas fanfiction and rip it up when you’re done. It’s not for publication, it’s a relief exercise that only you will see. 

–Read something, watch TV, or watch a movie–as long as it’s engrossing. Don’t watch anything which you can run as background noise (like, off the top of my head, Say Yes to The Dress.) As weird as it seems, American Horror Story actually helps me a lot, because it sucks me in. 

–Masturbate. Yes, I’m serious. Your mind has to concentrate on the mini-movie it’s running. It can’t run Sexy Titillating Things and All The Things That are Bothering Me at the same time. (…I hope. If it can, then…ignore this one.) 

–Do math problems—literally, google “algebra problems worksheet” and solve them. If you haven’t done math since 7th grade this will really help you. I don’t mean with math, I mean with the anxiety. 

–Play a game or a sport with someone that requires great mental concentration. Working with 5 people to get a ball over a net is a challenge which will require your brain to turn off the Sadness Channel. 

–Play a video game, as long as it’s not something like candy crush or Tetris that’s mindless. 

THINGS YOU SHOULD DO DURING PANIC ATTACKS ESPECIALLY:

–List the capitals of all the U.S. states

–List the capitals of all the European countries

–List all the shapes you can see. Or all the colors. 

–List all the blonde celebrities you can think of.

–Pull up a random block of text and count all the As in it, or Es or whatever.  

Now obviously, I am not a doctor. I am just an anxious person who has tried almost everything to help myself.  I’ve finally realized that the stuff people recommend never works because this is a disorder that thrives on free time and free mental space. When I do the stuff I listed above, I can breathe again. And I hope it helps someone here too. 

(Now this shouldn’t have to be said but if the “do nots” work for you then by all means do them. They’ve just never worked for me.)

Today, in burn the stage episode 3 preview, Jungkook was shown to have oxygen mask on and there’s a scene where he has to take his shirt off so please, I beg you, do not sexualize him. Do not call that “hot” or set it as your wallpaper or something. Please refrain from posting screenshots too. It’s downright disgusting and disrespectful.

More Than Bravery (Part 1)

 Pairing: Eric Coulter X OC

 Warnings: Maybe some violence, but I guess that’s normal when it comes to Dauntless.

 Word count: 1.083

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 I wake up to the best day of my life. It’s late, I know, but I don’t care. Taking a quick shower, I wear my borrowed clothes and then my gray dress to cover it up. It’s the last time I’ll ever wear these stupid clothes. Running downstairs, I yell for my little brother who leaves the breakfast table to hug me. Leaving him breaks my heart.

 “Are you going to pick Dauntless?” He whispers in my ear and I nod, smiling. “Wait for me there.”

 “I will, sweetie.”

 “Ellen, eat quickly, we have to go.” My mother barks, not bothering to look at us. “Or you’ll go to bed without dinner tonight.”

 I roll my eyes. Judith knows very well I won’t come back, but she just can’t accept it. She’s probably burning inside, never thought this day would ever come. But it did and I couldn’t be happier.

 Holding Benjamin’s hand, I look for Denay in the crowd. I see Mayla and Steven and they wave at me. Getting on my knees, I hold both Ben’s hands on mine.

 “I gotta go now, Ben. But I promise we’ll see each other again.” He starts to cry so I hug him tightly. “I love you, never forget it.”

 “I love you too, Elly.”

 “I have a surprise for you. So pay attention.” With a last hug, I let him go with my mother, running to meet my friends and follow the flow to our place, standing in the corner of the Hub.

 All the factions are here. Every faction but Dauntless. We can hear them before actually seeing them, yelling and running and celebrating. Tyler and Denay come running to us and I hug Denay tight.

 “Finally.” I say, holding his hands. But there’s something in his eyes. His hands are cold and shaking so I raise my eyebrows. “Are you okay?”

 “Yes, but… I need to talk to-”

 “Welcome.” Is Marcus this year. Great. But I won’t let it ruin my day.

 The Choosing Ceremony is starting and I can’t help but focus on the five bowls. I can see the smoke coming from the Dauntless coal. There’s where I want to drop my blood. There’s where I belong.

 Marcus starts calling us. Maya is the first to go, them Tyler. Both pick Dauntless. Steven is scared when his name is called, but after a few seconds of hesitation, he picks Dauntless too.

 “Ellen, I need you to know that…” Denay’s voice fades when I hear my name. I kiss his cheek before stepping forward.

 That’s when I do it. I take off my dress to reveal my black clothes. A black tank top, black jeans, and black shoes. All Dauntless start yelling, but the look on Marcus’ face is the best part of it. I let my hair down when I finally reach the bowls.

 Taking my knife, I cut my hand quickly and let my blood drop on the hot coals. Three drops, more than necessary. Did I cut too deep? I don’t care. I’m smiling, I’m floating. I’ll be Dauntless after all these awful years.

 “Dauntless.” Marcus states in a cold voice, and all my new faction stands up to welcome me as I walk towards my future. Benjamin has a big smile on his lips and I wave at him before sitting in my place beside Mayla.

 “We’re gonna be together.” Mayla takes my hand and I notice how happy she is.

 “We’ll kill each other, but yes.” I laugh as Carly, the girl who borrowed me the black clothes comes to sit with us.

 Now there are only two boys left, and Denay is walking to the stage. I take a deep breath as he cuts his hand… And let his blood fall on the soil.

 “Amity.”

 People groan and murmur. Dauntless don’t like when someone leaves. They hate the fact that they had someone so coward on their complex for sixteen years. But  I stand still, ignoring how my friends try to calm me down. I am calm. Denay just broke up with me in the worst way possible.

 Soon enough we’re leaving. I don’t think twice before following them. I don’t look back. We’re running downstairs and then dominating the streets, pushing whoever is on our way. It feels good to run without worrying if somebody will see me. When the train is approaching, I don’t stop to wait for anyone. I quicken my pace, aiming for the first car. It’s not the first time I do this. Mayla yells my name, but I ignore her and pull myself up to the train, holding tight on the hard metal so I can lean back and feel the wind in my hair. People scream at me like I’m crazy, but I just smile, calmly stepping inside the wagon.

 When I finally feel the train slow down, I look out. There’s a roof with some Dauntless members. A voice back there tells me that I have to jump. Good. Walking to the other side of the wagon, I take a deep breath and run. I can see the street, down there, flying beneath my feet, and then I crash onto the floor. My shoulder aches like hell, but I can’t help but burst into laugh. I’m here. I’m Dauntless. Nothing, not even my coward ex-boyfriend will ruin this.

 “Ellen, you okay?” Mayla asks as Tyler checks on my shoulder.

 “Yes. I’m not bleeding, so that means I’m fine.” I leave them there, pushing through the crowd so I can see who’s speaking.

 “Welcome to the warrior faction.” The man barks, making eye contact with every single initiate. He’s tall, has cold eyes and seems to be hating his job up here. I can notice his muscles even through his jacket.

 My first thought: He’s unbelievably handsome.

 My second thought: He’s dangerous.

 “Now, to prove yourselves worthy, you just have to-”

 “Jump?” I say all of a sudden, noticing how he placed himself beside a small wall. I walk to where he’s standing, bending over the wall to see a huge hole in a roof, leading to complete darkness.

 “Good luck, initiate.” He whispers as I climb the wall, turning my back to the whole. My friends ask me to stop, to listen to the leaders before doing anything stupid, but instead, I look at that man, waiting for a sign. “Prove you’re brave, girl.”

 “I already did.” I say right before letting my body fall back.

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fix you | p.p

summary: after fighting mysterio, peter comes back to you in need of a little fixing up; both physically and mentally. stark!reader.

wc: a short, sweet, little bit teary-eyed 900

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when your phone rang and you saw peters name pop up along with his contact picture, you didn’t even hesitate to grab your phone as quick as you could, scaring sam in the process as you threw down your uno cards.

“hello?”

“hey, uh… can i get a ride?”

his voice was shaky, his breathing quick, and with no more than thirty seconds into the phone call, you could tell that something was wrong. the way that your stomach twisted with every word that left his mouth just confirmed your thoughts. 

“where are you? i’ll come get you.” 

at this point, you were looking at happy, who was already going to get the jet ready for takeoff. 

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