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[rafedaddy01]

“I think I Love you Baby”

Summary: Rafe finds a new toy that he can corrupt, but he doesn’t expect to fall madly in love with her..

Requests are always welcomed!

A/n: this is something that’s been in my drafts forever and tbh I’m pretty proud of it, lmk what you guys think.

Rafe Cameron.

The boy who you’ve been in love with since grade school. The most popular boy in school.

He never paid any attention to you. Why would he? You were just a low life.

Sure you were a kook, but you weren’t like the girls he had his arm around every week.

You were invisible to him.

That is until you got invited to a party by mistake.

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You entered the party wearing a white sundress with a matching headband. Your long hair flowing in the back, ending just above your butt.

You looked hot. Not your usual attire, but you were feeling rather bold tonight.

As soon as you entered a drink was put into your hand.

You don’t usually drink alcohol, but you figured if you’d try to get Rafes attention tonight a little liquid courage wouldn’t hurt.

After about 5 drinks you stumbled onto the dance floor.

“Oh I love this song!” You squealed as you started swaying your hips.

The alcohol running through your body making you hot and your vision blur as you swayed left to right, left to right.

Too caught up in your own drunkness and not caring who was watching you, a familiar smell enclosed from behind you.

“You sure know how to get a guys attention” his voice whispered in your ear as he pressed up behind you.

He rested his hands on your waist, rocking his hips with yours.

You giggled as his nose nudged your neck, laying small kisses onto it.

You leaned your head back against his chest and gave into his touch.

The song ended and he flipped you around.

Coming face to face with Rafe, Your cheeks flushed red as your nerves got the best of you.

“Ah baby, don’t tell me your getting all nervous now. After grinding up on me and giving me this..” he raised his eyebrows as you both looked down at his growing erection.

You had yet to speak.

“It’s okay. I like the shy ones” he leaned into your ear, brushing your hair off your shoulder

“Easier to corrupt” his whisper sent goosebumps to your skin and caused the wetness in your panties to flood even more.

A small whimper left your lips.

“I- please” you weren’t sure what you were asking for, but it sure had some effect on rafe.

He groaned as he looked at your face.

‘So pure, so innocent’ rafe thought as he watched you squirm and your thighs clench shut.

“Let’s go upstairs” he said, grabbing your hand and leading you through the party and up the stairs to a spare room.

You walked in and Rafe locked the door behind you.

“I realized I don’t even know your name” he said turning around to face you.

He smiled, a genuine smile.

“Y/n” you squeaked out as you looked down at your feet.

“Rafe” he answered back

“I know” you muttered as you built the courage to look up.

He pressed his tongue on the inside of his cheek and laughed as he walked a bit closer.

“I don’t think I’ve seen you around, you must be new” he said pushing a stand of hair behind your ear.

You shook your head

Unable to form any words from how close he was to you, from how he was touching you, from how is smell encased your nose. It was all too much and it felt like a dream.

He smirked at your awkwardness.

“Your so cute” he said coming a bit closer to your face.

“Ca- can I kiss you?” He asked

You nodded your head as you made eye contact with him.

His baby blue irises piercing into yours.

He tangled his fingers into your hair and brought his free hand up to your chin, gripping it with his thumb and lifting your head up

He brought his lips down to yours.

The kiss was soft at first.

Eventually his tongue slipped into your mouth, dancing against yours.

A small moan left your throat as he pushed you back against the bed, never separating your lips.

He pulled back and examined you.

Your hair sprawled out on the comforter. Your cheeks flushed and your lips plump.

His eyes went lower as he stared at your tits, nipples pebbling against the fabric.

“I can’t wait to ruin you, gonna turn you into my little sex kitten” he growled as his lips attached to yours once again

“Rafe..” you huffed as his kissed travelled lower to your neck, collarbone and chest.

“What is it baby?” He purred in between kisses to your shoulder.

“I- I need you to touch me” you said nervously as you bit your lip.

You were so desperate and embarrassed you couldn’t look at him, instead your eyes focused on the ceiling above you.

“Look at me” he said sternly as his fingertips danced on your thigh.

You looked down a took a deep breath as you made eye contact.

“Where do you need my touch baby?” He said as his fingers danced higher.

“Here?” He asked as he touched your inner thigh

You shook you head.

“Words” he said staring at you

“If you want something you need to learn to ask for it”

You swallowed hard as your panties soaked even more.

“I- I need you to touch my pussy!” You all but shouted.

He chuckled darkly as he bunched up your dress.

“Now we’re talking”

Part 2

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[floralbuckleyswrites]

Kick | Our Hearts Beating As One.

♡ Pairing: Eddie/Preg!Reader ♡ Genre: Fluff, Pregnancy, Family vibes ♡ Word Count: 591 ♡ Warnings: Pregnancy ♡ Summary: You feel your baby girl kick for the first time. ♡ Note: I’ve decided to start a lil mini Drabble series for this! Lots of preggo thoughts have been on the mind and I think this could be cute. Plz feel free to request scenarios for them!

.(♡). 

It was a quiet Sunday afternoon in the happy Diaz home. It was Spring, but the weather was still warming up and thus quite cold outside, so the three of you had decided to hang out at home for the day. That meant movies, snacks, and snuggling together on the couch with Christopher nuzzled in between you and Eddie.  

My Neighbor Totoro was currently playing, which Christopher had been begging you and Eddie to watch for a few weeks now. It had been hard to get to it. Life has been hectic, especially with you being sixteen weeks pregnant and working. Not to mention Eddie and Christopher’s busy schedules.

Therefore, the three of you cherished this precious time together.

You were so relaxed and cozy, curled up with your two favorite people that you were starting to doze off. It didn’t help that Christopher was snuggled against your shoulder, while Eddie’s hand was draped around the couch gently stroking your hair.

Sleep seemed inevitable and you welcomed it, that was until you felt a sudden sharp kick.

Sitting up in surprise, your hands flew to your stomach as you gasped. You hadn’t felt the baby kick yet at all. Your doctor had said it should be coming any day now, but to actually experience it.. You almost couldn’t believe it happened.

“Sweetheart, what’s wrong? Are you in pain?” Eddie asked, hurriedly pushing himself up from the couch and crouching down next to you in concern.

Christopher stayed quiet, eyes flickering between you and his father with worry.

“Oh yes - I’m fine. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare either of you,” you said quickly, “it’s just I think the baby kicked for the first time.”

“Ah, Dr. Celiner said she would be soon, that’s amazing,” Eddie said, visibly relaxing.

“Really? My baby sister is kicking now?” Christopher whispered as he leaned forward, his hazel eyes glowing with excitement.

You smiled softly at his reaction as you reached out to gently brush his hair back. It was always so endearing to see how excited Christopher was about the baby. He had already told everyone how proud he was to soon be a big brother.

Glancing at your boyfriend, you noticed how happy he looked at Christopher’s reaction. Eddie had initially been very worried about how his son would feel about the pregnancy. That worry had been for naught. Christopher was over the moon at the thought of his baby sister and the four of you soon being a family.

“Yes Chris and oh - she just kicked again. Would the two of you like to feel?

Christopher gulped, his eyes widening as he nodded before slowly placing a hand on your stomach.

Eddie smiled and joined his son, placing his hand right beside Christopher’s.

The three of you waited with baited breath until the next kick came. It was a soft flutter this time, but enough to be felt.

Christopher laughed with joy, “I can feel it! There she is!”

“How perfect she is,” Eddie cooed.

“Mhm,” you murmured with pride, so happy to be sharing this moment with the two of them. “I love you both so much.”

Christopher grinned sweetly, looking bashful as he threw his arms around you and whispered the same back to you.

Eddie joined in, squeezing you both before placing a gentle kiss on both of your foreheads.

In this moment, the three of you could feel nothing but the strength of your bond and love for each other. And soon your sweet bundle of joy would be here to complete your budding family.

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[jackles010378]

Don't lick your lips 👄

A simple game turns into something naughty, and finally releases some undisclosed feelings 😏🔥

(Warnings: smut! )

Rummaging through the cupboards in the kitchen, you couldn't find a single thing to make dinner for you and the guys, so you decided to go shopping and stock up on groceries and a few other things for the bunker.

Cas and Jack had gone with you as Sam was busy with Eileen and Dean was working on Baby claiming the oil needed changing and some other things needed to be checked over.

Walking down the stairs to the bunker, you were laughing at something Cas had asked you whilst you guys were out shopping, which for the whole ride back he didn't shut up about, "all I'm asking is why is an orange called an orange, and so why can't a banana be called a yellow? If they were named after the colour of it surely it makes sense it should be called yellow?". Sam and Dean were sitting at the table in the kitchen having a drink when they heard you still laughing at Cas.

You started putting the groceries away and placed a tray of doughnuts on the table next to the boys. Dean tried to sneak one out of the box but you saw him and told him he'd have to wait til after dinner.

The puppy dog look he gave didn't work even though you found it irresistibly cute. You had realised in the past year you had developed feelings for the eldest Winchester. But you knew he would never go for someone like you. You saw the women he left the bar with, slim and gorgeous. You were well let say average and carried a little extra weight. You were happy with how you looked, but knew Dean would never like you the way you liked him.

After you all had finished eating the spaghetti Bolognese you had made everyone, you placed the doughnuts in the middle of the table. You saw Dean's eyes light up. He went to open the box but you lay your hand flat on top of it "hey y/n, you said we could have these after dinner, well, it's after dinner" you pulled the box towards you as you say staring at those gorgeous green eyes " I suggest we play a game" you said looking at the 4 men sitting at the table with you. They all looked puzzled at you as you started to explain " so we all gotta eat a doughnut" Dean cuts in "yeah bout time too" you pulled the box back " nah ah ah, not so fast Dean, like I was saying, we all gotta eat a doughnut but you can't like your lips" Cas looked at you "that's physically impossible to not lick your lips it's an impulse you have to" you looked at Cas "it's just a game Cas to see who can refrain from doing it" "oh, ok".

You, Jack, Sam, Dean and Cas all picked a doughnut and started eating. Straight away Cas lost, licking his lips instantly "see I told you". Then it was Jack, he licked as the jam went sliding down his chin. Sam followed jack, he didn't like how much sugar was on the doughnut and claimed he'd have to run an extra 5 miles to burn off the calories he had consumed.

So that left just you and Dean. You sat opposite from each other, staring at each other as you both continued to eat. With every bite, Dean couldn't take his eyes off your mouth, the way the sugar coated them, the way your mouth fit round the sugary treat as you took a bite. He had fallen for you a while ago, but never had the guts to tell you to your face. All he could think of right now was how he wanted to lick the sugar off your lips. It caused him to cough slightly and his tongue poked through and swiped across his bottom lip. "Ha, you just licked your lip, I win" you stated as he threw his half eaten doughnut on the table. You thought he would try and claim he didn't but he just raised his hands in defeat "you got me sweetheart, you win".

Dean got up from his seat and got himself a beer, grabbing one for you. Cas, Sam and Jack had gone off to their rooms leaving you and Dean alone in the kitchen. As you were about to get up to clean your face, Dean came and stood right in front of you, pinning you between him and the table. Dean reached past you to grab a napkin. He offered it to you to which you took it from him.

You were about to wipe the sugary powder from your lips but Dean pulled the napkin away and crashed his lips onto yours. Shock ran through your body, you had frozen in place. He felt you standing there, completely still, as he pulled back to look into your eyes. He could see your wide eyes staring back at him and how red your cheeks had gone. "Sorry, I couldn't help myself. Your lips looked delicious" he said with a smirk on his face. For a moment Dean thought he had ruined his friendship with you. He went to walk away but you stopped him by grabbing his shirt. You pulled him back in for another kiss, smiling into it you felt Dean relax and let out a sigh whilst he kissed you softly but with all the passion he could muster. You pulled from the kiss, looking straight into his eyes "sorry but your lips looked very kissable, I've wanted to do that since I met you".

A slight blush dyed your cheeks, Dean wrapped you in his arms kissing you harder as he lifted you to sit on the table. His hands were trying to grip every part of your body. Your thigh was nestled in-between his legs as you felt his bulge getting bigger. Dean broke from the kiss to look at you, making sure you wanted the same as him. You nodded. You made your way to his room, not once letting go of each other.

As soon as the door was closed, Dean was right by you, kissing you so hard it almost knocked you off your feet, he pulled your shirt off as you unbuttoned his flannel. It shocked him to find you had been braless the whole time. He then moved to the button on your jeans as you did the same to him. Almost in unison you both let your jeans pool on the floor by your feet, kicking them across the room. Dean lay you gently on the bed as he stood between your legs, slowly pulling your underwear down. He then removed his boxers and hovered over the top of you, kissing his way up to your neck. You let out a slight moan as he found the sweet spot on your neck, your hands ruffled through his hair.

He pulled back slightly, looking at you, not quite believing what was about to happen. You placed your hand on his cheek "don't back out on me now Winchester, I've dreamt of this moment for so long, wanted you for so long. Please, fuck me..." As soon as you stopped speaking, his lips were kissing you roughly as he slipped deep inside of you. Dean let out a groan of pleasure as he felt your walls squeeze every inch of him, how warm and wet you were for him.

He'd felt nothing like it before. All this time he was out chasing tail, he could've had you like he's always wanted. Dean rested his head on your shoulder as he filled you completely. You nudged him whispering in his ear "move, please Dean, move for me" at that he started off slow. He wanted to savour every moment of this, him sliding in and out of you, the moans you were making, your breathing speeding up and hitching when he found your sweet spot. When he saw your eyes roll back he knew you were close. He could feel you pulsating around his cock.

He started to thrust faster, chasing his own orgasm. His fingers trailed down your abdomen, slowly finding your clit as he started to rub at it. Your back arched into him as his thrusts started to get sloppy "oh god, Dean, fuck I'm gonna cum". He looked at you, sweat covering your face as he hummed at you, "let go for me sweetheart, lets do it together, I got you, let go for me" with one last hard thrust you were coming undone underneath him as he was in ecstasy above you. He didn't want to take his eyes off you as you came beneath him. He thought it was the most beautiful thing and sound he'd ever heard.

He rolled off the top of you as you both tried to get your breathing under control. Dean pulled the blanket over you to which you thought was sweet of him. He turned to look at you as his hand came up to your face to brush a strand of hair away that was stuck to your face, you grabbed his hand and placed a kiss in his palm "so, I think I'll be buying doughnuts more often if this is the outcome" you said with a giggle "but seriously, Dean, where does this leave us" you said gesturing with you hand between the both of you. Dean lent up on his side, his head resting on his hand, his other hand slowly drawing circles on your stomach "y/n, this means that I wanna be with you, I've always wanted to be with you" you rolled towards him kissing him deeply "you took your time Winchester".

(I hope you guys enjoyed this, I was eating a doughnut and this story came to my mind lol and then I remembered the episode of Dean eating a doughnut and all I wanted to do was lick the powder of his lips 😏🔥😆)

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[sunshinesteviee]

The smut prompts are so cute! How about, “don’t be nervous, i’ll guide you through it.” for Steve? The softness is getting to me for that one

omg. not as much actual smut in this, but enough for it to be 18+ only!! riding steve for the first time; f!reader, wc: 1k

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“Baby?” Your voice comes out breathy as you try to focus. Your boyfriend is making it difficult, his lips attached to your neck as he leaves mark after mark on the soft skin there. One of your legs is hitched up around his waist as he presses you into the bed, a large, warm hand on your hip, the other pressing into the pillows underneath you. As his lips trail back up towards your jaw, you try again, pulling on the soft strands of hair between your fingers lightly, “Steve, baby.”

This gets his attention, and his head pops up so he can see you, eyes wide with worry that something’s wrong, or that he’s done something you don’t like, “Shit, sorry, you okay, sweetheart?”

You’re quick to nod to soothe his worries, pushing your fingers further into his hair to get it out of his face, “I’m okay, Stevie. I just… I was wondering if, um…” You trail off, feeling the heat of embarrassment start to crawl up your neck, and you squirm under Steve’s curious gaze, even though it’s gentle.

His palm pushes up from your hip, along the bare expanse of your side, following the dips and curves of your body lovingly. He’s almost too understanding as he watches you carefully, waiting for you to find what you want to say. “Do you want to stop?” You’ve come once already this evening just from his fingers, and if you’ve decided you want to stop, Steve’s okay with that. 

“No!” you blurt out, maybe a little too quickly, causing Steve’s lips to pull up at the corners slightly. “I just, um, had an idea.” You highly doubt Steve will say no, so you’re not sure why you’re nervous, but still, you anxiously twist a strand of his hair between your index finger and thumb.

“Yeah?” Steve asks softly, eyes warm as he looks down at you, the pad of his thumb rubbing up over your cheek, “Tell me, baby.”

You stumble over your words and trail off a few times as heat crawls up your neck, “Do you… would it be okay if… can we do something different tonight? Ca-can I ride you?” Your sex life with Steve is still pretty new, and given that you’re fairly inexperienced, you’ve been taking it slow, but you’re ready for something new. 

Steve suppresses a laugh, eyes going wide as he grins at you. He doesn’t mean it meanly, and you know that. He just can’t imagine a world in which he’d say no to that. Leaning down, he presses a kiss to the corner of your mouth, “You wanna?”

“Mhm,” you nod, even though you feel like you’re on fire, “want you, Steve.”

Steve grins, eyes sparkling even in the dim light of his room, “Could never say no to you, baby.” And before you can say anything else, he’s getting off of you and the bed to shove his boxers down, nearly tripping over them as he moves to grab a condom out of his nightstand. 

You giggle quietly at his eagerness, shifting onto your knees and moving to the edge of the bed, reaching out towards him. Steve leans down to kiss you again, gasping into your mouth as one of your hands wraps around his length to stroke him. The kiss is messy, your lips sliding against Steve’s as he struggles to focus with the way you’re touching him. When your thumb rubs over his tip, he finally breaks away from you to suck in a breath, “Okay, okay, baby. Won’t last if you keep doing that.”

There’s a bit of shuffling as Steve gets back into bed and pulls you into his lap, big hands kneading at your hips before sliding down to grab at the swell of your ass. He pulls you forward, your hips rocking into his to encourage a soft gasp out of you. Somehow, always able to read you, Steve can sense your nerves and slides his warm palms up the length of your back, pressing your chest to his, “You okay, love?”

Your arms hook around his neck, forearms resting against his shoulders, “I just— ah— don’t really know what I’m doing, and—"

“‘S okay,” Steve murmurs softly, lips pressing to the delicate skin just below your ear as he reassures, “Don’t be nervous, I’ll guide you through it. If you still want to.”

“I do,” you nod quickly, shifting up onto your knees again to hover over him. The way Steve is staring at you — like you’re the best thing that’s ever fucking happened to him — also eases your nerves. 

With you hovering above him, Steve takes the opportunity to drag two of his fingers through your wet folds, collecting some of your slick to spread over the length of his cock, pumping himself a few times, “Ready, sweetheart?” When you nod, Steve grabs at your hip with one hand, using the other to line the tip of his cock up with your entrance, “Just— go slow, baby.” 

Hands on Steve’s shoulders, you start to sink down onto his cock slowly, jaw dropping at the feeling of him stretching you open, “Oh, fuck— Steve—“

Both of Steve’s hands span across your skin, thumbs pressing lightly into the crease between your thighs and hips. His voice comes out slightly strained as he drops a few kisses to your collarbone, “Okay, sweetheart?” 

You nod jerkily, pressing your face into Steve’s neck, fingers curling into the sweat-damp hair at the nape of his neck as you finally sink all the way down, “You’re so… ah, you’re so big, Steve, I’m— fuck—“ You cut yourself off as you roll your hips forward. 

Steve lets out his own moan as you clench around him, fingers pressing into the flesh of your hips at the same time, “So good, baby.” With a tight grip on you, he helps you lift back up slightly before dropping back down.

It takes a moment before you settle into a rhythm, pushing your hips in circles against Steve’s, but when you do, he’s moaning into your skin, “There— fuck, baby— there you go. Good girl.”

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[eggcompany]

Kids who were never children

Just a cute short fic were Dean and Cas get turned into 5-6 year olds and Sam and Bobby have to take care of them.

“Fuck!” Sam shouted as he scooped up the two piles of clothes, grabbing both little boys and as much of their clothes. The witch was gone in a spit of smoke, sticky substance absorbed into their skin, shrinking them down and aging them down. 

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“They’re… 4?” Bobby asked as he watched the two little boys sleeping in the backseat floor of the impala. They were small… wobbly on their feet. All cozied up under Cas’s trench coat covered up by shirts that could fit three of them in each. 

“Probably. Cas can’t talk and Dean… was he like this when he was actually this young?” Sam asked, wiping a hand over his face as he leaned against the car. Bobby was kinda… happy looking down at little Dean Winchester. He remembered why Dean was that little. Before he realized what it meant that they couldn’t go home… or that his mother was gone. When he was still giggly and sweet and like carnivals and cotton candy. 

“Well… he’s got to be 4 or 5… he was like this right when your father started after yellow eyes.” Bobby supplied and started trying to think of what happened or what they were gonna wear or anything else. Sam blew out a breath… he was a big brother now… shit.  

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“Hey Dean, how old are you?” Bobby asked as he finished taking Dean's temperature. Cas was useless, health wise, he was still an angel. The boy kicked his legs where they dangled off the edge of the box he was sitting on, some old wooden box of ammo that Bobby had been going through. 

“Umm, I dunno. I can’t really count. You’re like a million years old like a like a dinosaur. And Sammy’s like… twelve, I think.” Dean said looking at Sam, he knew Sam but… didn’t know how. 

“Why are you saying I’m old? That’s not very nice.” Bobby said and gave Dean a stern look which caused the boy to look shocked and confused. 

“But… but you have grey hair I thought grey meant you’re old. I’m sorry.” Dean said and started to cry. Bottom lip starting to tremble, big green eyes welling up with crystal tears, chest starting to jump with quickened breath. 

Bobby shushed him and patted his back. 

“I understand that’s okay, that’s alright. I am old aren’t I Sam?” Bobby said and kept a steady patting on the boy’s back. Sam chuckled and nodded. 

“Yeah totally, super old.” Sam said which made Bobby roll his eyes but Dean nodded. 

“So it’s okay?” He asked and looked at the two grown ups. They nodded. 

They have got to find a cure. 

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Castiel was sitting on the floor, feet covered by way too big socks, an old tattered pillowcase caught in his hand. He’d found the thing somewhere, it was white and stained with gold embroidery on the edges. He always had it towed behind him. Bobby had said it was probably a hex bag or a motel’s when bags got lost. Castiel seemed to never wanna let go of it, always pressing it to his cheek or rubbing it lightly over his eyes. It was probably more than tears and snot than fabric, Cas was always crying. Always feeling too much all at once, frustrated and confused. 

He was crying, thumb shoved in his mouth. Eyes welled up and dripping. 

“Cas? What’s wrong man?” Sam asked and looked down at the kid. He was pretty cute. Eyes huge and glittery all pudgy and soft and fluffy. He was sitting with his legs straight out in front of him, back straight like a board, shirt hanging off him where it was safety pinned at the neck to keep it on him. 

Sam was checking in on him, seeing if he had to go potty since Dean had already wet his… shirt? Whatever, Dean made a mess and Cas hadn’t been to the bathroom in over a day. 

Castiel just mumbled and made uppy hands at Sam who sighed and bent down to pick him up on his hip. 

“Sah…ah” the little raven haired boy tried and shoved his face in Sam’s shoulder. 

He didn’t talk. Couldn’t. 

Sam guessed it was because angels just knew how to talk and were never really babies, never had to learn. Dean talked fine but Cas just… babbled on like he knew he could make sound but didn’t know how to make words. He often just repeated sounds, bu bu bu, tuh tuh tuh, chuchuchu. He made sounds that were almost words, like he knew a word but couldn’t shape it. 

“Yeah yeah babble babble. Aren’t you like a million years old? Are angels ever babies?” Sam asked and rubbed the kids back. Castiel sniffed and his breathing slowed down as he calmed down.

“Whoo-oo huh bububbubub” the kid said and wiped his face back and forth across Sam’s shirt getting tears and snot all over it. But that was the state of most of their clothes. Bobby usually had a sleepy Castiel over his shoulder and Sam often had to rock the kid to calm him down. 

“That one I got. Dean’s out getting clothes with Bobby. Can you say Dean? Huh? Say Dean, Dee-ean” Sam said. Bububub or anything with bub in it was usually referring to Dean and bou or anything ‘ou’ was usually Sam or Bobby. 

“Bububbub” he mumbled again and pulled at Sam’s shirt. He just toyed with it, a frustrated look starting to carve itself onto his chunky face. 

“Alright, how about bubba? Huh say bubba?” Sam tried and walked to the kitchen. Honey on a spoon has been the only thing to calm the baby down. Honey or having all the TV’s and radios playing static loudly. 

“Bub bub bubbubbubu bubba” Cas babbled and sat on the counter cross legged. He was a small kid, a few inches short than Dean and at least five pounds lighter. Probably clocking in at 36lbs and 41 inches tall. Dean was a bit bigger, even as a kiddo. 

“Good job. No more crying, we'll see Dean in a few.” Sam said and handed the kid a little spoon with honey on it. He carried the kid back to the living room and stuck him in front of the TV and turned on a kids show, something about letters and sounds. He dug into some books trying to find anything that didn’t just say ‘wait it out’ . 

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“Sammyyyyyyy, we’re hooooooome” Dean yelled as he pulled his little backpack behind him as it was filled with clothes and stuff. Bobby had called around a bit and had scavaged up enough clothes. And a few toys. And had gone and bought a few things. Dean had picked out most of it, making sure he got stuff that would make him look handsome and that would make Cas look ‘purdy’. 

Sam walked through and patted Dean’s back as he hugged his legs. It was weird to be the oldest now. Weird to see Dean so giggily and light, there was still so much joy twinkling behind his eyes. 

“Hey buddy” Sam said and watched his brother struggle to pull the heavy bag across the floor, refusing to ask for help like always. 

“We got clothes and stuff and stuff for Cassy and and we got him a dolly. Well I found a teddy bear with clothes on it but Cas’ll like the dolly with the bear's clothes and then I can have the teddy bear.” Dean explained and pulled the bag to the library where Cas was usually sitting on the back of the couch watching. 

Perching really. Sitting cross legged on the back of the couch. The cushion had started to sag from where he’d climb up and sit, look out the window. 

“Cassy Cassy come here, I got clothes that’ll fit.” Dean said. He’d already changed into a pair of jeans and a little brown hoodie and a pair of dinosaur printed sneakers. 

He started pulling out clothes, mostly jeans and flannel and hoodies and a few pairs of overalls and some nice button ups. He pulled out a few packs of socks and t-shirts and two packs of underwear. 

He had made Bobby buy a pack of underwear for each of them, they couldn’t share. Dean had gotten a pack of soft briefs that had stripes on them, and Cas a pack of boxers with mountains and mooses and geese on them cause Cas liked animals. 

Cas turned and looked at him, pillow case stuffed in his mouth a bit and slobbery. He looked interested, sliding down the cushion to sit on the actual seat. 

“Yeah, here I’ll help, I’ll help Cassy put them on.” Dean said and looked at the grown ups who nodded and went to put away the snacks that Bobby had thought to get. Mostly cookies and snacks and juice boxes. 

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“Ah, nuh” Cas yelled out and then there was a thud. Sam rushed into the library and Cas was dressed but Dean was pushed back onto his butt on the floor. 

Cas had on a pair of black jeans that were too big, a white t-shirt and a soft tan zip up jacket. But there was a sock on the floor in front of him and one in Dean’s hand. Cas was crying, sniffling, hands searching for his pillowcase that was set to the side. 

Sam was about to come in and ask if they were okay but Dean was up hugging Cas. 

“It’s okay, Cassy, you don’t gotta wear socks. But you should ask papa to roll up your pants cause you’ll fall down.” Dean said and Cas nodded and Dean found a towel to wipe at Cas’s face. It was actually one of Sam’s flannels but he didn’t care, he just wanted Cassy to stop crying. 

“I got you something too here move this stuff…” Dean said excitedly and dug out the rest of the clothes, throwing them onto the chair and sat down on the floor which Cas mirrored. There was a decent pile of clothes ranging from only a little big to would fit them in a decade. 

Cas cocked his head to the side looking interested in what Dean was doing. The dirty blonde boy was digging in the big backpack and pulled out different toys. 

“I got some cars and papa got us these cause they look super duper fun see you’ll like them” Dean said and pulled out the different cars and such and the box of magnet tiles which Cas took and turned over a few times before setting them to the side and looking back at Dean. Though he didn’t seem it, he was very excited to do whatever a magnet tile was. 

“And I got this bear, see he’s for me, I’m gonna name him Barney.” Dean explained and handed the bear over for Cas to hug once and hand it back to Dean. It was for him, though it was a very nice bear, fluffy and cozy and looked like the bear from TV from the blue house. 

“And I got you… this! It’s a dolly and it looks like me so you don’t gotta be lonely.” Dean explained and pulled out the doll. It had had its hair chopped off so it was short and brown and was a simple cabbage patch doll wearing a little flannel and a pair of jeans. 

Cas looks at with wide eyes and takes it into his hands and holds it to his chest, bringing his knees up to cage it in, close to his chest, squeezing it tight. 

“Lubbu lu lub nov… nov eh” Cas tried to say like he knew what he wanted to come out of his mouth but didn’t know how to make it. He cried and held the doll close to his chest, not letting go at all. His eyes squeezed tight and hugged it, he felt… a lot. Good a lot. 

“Yay! I knew you’d like it and and now we can wash your binky cause it’s all slobbery. And papa got us sleeping bags since you keep falling outta bed. So we can have like a sleep over like a real one.” Dean explained and set up his cars on the edge of the desk. He sat the bear up against the couch. 

They’d been sleeping in the panic room, sharing the cot while Sam or Bobby slept in a chair that they had dragged down there. However Cas rolled and moved around a lot in his sleep and often fell off the cot and hurt himself. Plus Dean had nightmares a lot and sometimes he hit Castiel and then they both cried and then they had to be cuddled back to sleep. 

Plus Bobby had bought them really cool sleeping bags that had space and cars on them well a space one for Cas since he usually loved space stuff. And Dean got the car one so they could sleep on the floor and not get too cold and Bobby said they’d make a blanket on the floor too. 

Just like a sleepover like the one on TV with Big Bird! Dean loved Big Bird. 

“Beb? Beh bah?” Cas asked, looking at Dean confused. He didn’t know about… any of that. Sleeping was for bed under the blankies. Not in a bag. 

“Uh sleeping bag. It’s like a blanket that zippers up and and they’re super cool. You'll love it, it's like getting hugged allllll night!” Dean explained and Cas smiled; he liked being hugged. 

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It was time for them to get cleaned. Sam agreed to get Dean in the upstairs bathroom and Bobby would clean Cas in the downstairs bathroom. They had been putting it off for three days now. They just kept saying if they broke the curse, if they could make them grown. So far they’d only read that they had to wait it out and that it could last a few days or… well they would grow up again eventually. But they wouldn’t stop looking  because they couldn’t hunt without them. And Sesame Street was getting old . 

Sam made sure the water was warm and that there were towels and such waiting on Dean, who had his arms crossed still dressed at the door. 

“You can’t make me. I don’t wanna.” He said and Sam stood over the little boy. Dean was stubborn, somethings never change. He had a tough look on his face, staring right back into Sam’s eyes. 

Sam sighed, tired, and shook his head. He picked the kid up by the armpits, throwing him under his arm and pulling off his socks and shoes. 

“No! No Sammy, I don’t wanna! I don’t wanna bath no no no!” He said and kicked around and Sam held him over the tub still in his clothes. Sam held onto him tightly, not wanting to drop him or anything but also done with Dean. He was not cut out for this and Dean was just so… ugh frustrating. 

“You either get in the nice warm tub and let me get you washed or we can stand in the yard and get hosed down in the cold.” Sam said and Dean looked scared. Sam was looking… scary like he was mad and and Dean hated being cold. He hated being cold. 

“No no I’m sorry I hate cold I don’t wanna be cold no no please I’m sorry” Dean started to beg as he felt like he couldn’t breath, like he wanted to run away. He started trying to wiggle away again but Sam put him back on the floor, holding his shoulders. 

“Alright. Alright. Come on then, no clothes in the tub.” Sam said and Dean started to try and pull his shirt off. 

“I’m sorry Sammy, I don't wanna cold bath.” Dean apologized and Sam helped him untie the shoelace that was tied around her waist to keep his jeans up. 

“It’s okay. And you’re not the only one getting a bath Bobby’s giving Cas one too. You’re alright.” Sam reassured him and put Dean in the tub and took his clothes to throw in the laundry bin. 

He didn’t look to see the boy was starting to hyperventilate, terrified of being in the tub alone. Dean hated baths, hated being in water, hated the cold feeling of the actual tub, he felt scared. 

Dean was not alright, he kept shoving and kicking and got water all over the floor and got soap in his mouth and it was a disaster.

When they finally got done, Sam was soaked, and Dean had nearly passed out from fear and stress. Sam gave up trying to get him dressed or anything else, ending up wrapping up in a big towel and put him on Bobby’s bed. 

Sam wondered how Bobby was doing, had to be better than him. Had to get better than getting soaked and getting half the bath water on the floor. 

Cas was doing better. Quietly had followed Bobby to the bathroom, little hand holding onto his finger. Cas got lost sometimes even in the house, he’d forget where he was and he’d end up standing in a corner and wait. 

He was a very polite and good kid. 

However

He did get Bobby soaked entirely. 

“Alright buddy in the tub. You stink like a wet dog.” Bobby said as he dug around to find some wash clothes. Cas was standing beside the tub naked when he turned back around. Clothes messily folded in a pile next to him. 

He didn’t have any… junk . Weird but easy to clean, Bobby thought. Angels are freaks but meh could be worse. 

“Alright up and over” Bobby said and lifted the angel up and put him in the tub. The boy sat down and started playing with the bubbles that were floating across the top. He liked bubbles. He didn’t like eating them though when he put some in his mouth and tasted soap. He made a face and decided that they were better on his hands than in his mouth. Like the markers were. 

Bobby got to work running a cloth over him, reapplying the soap every so often from his toes up to his dark hair. Cas sat still, letting himself be moved around as Bobby needed. He just made shapes in the bubbles and watched them drip off his fingers when he raised his hands up out of the water. 

“Alright head back, gotta rinse out your hair.” Bobby said and pulled the boy's head back, his big blue eyes staring widely into his own. Booby brought a cup up full of water, one hand ready to scrub the suds away. 

“Quit starin’ at me ya idg- shit!” Bobby said but was soon thrown over onto his butt. He was slapped in the face by something… soaked and fluffy. 

He looked up at the… sight before him. 

Cas was still playing with the bubbles, holding some in his hands. Behind him however were a pair of small pitch black wings waving around in the water flicking and dunking into the water like they had a mind of their own. 

“What the… Cas? Your wings are out…” Bobby said as he knelt back up to the tub, amazed at the very… bird like wings that were soaking themselves in the water, tops still dry. 

Cas looked over at him and shrugged. 

“Dir’ee” he said and laid back so his wings were all underwater, he shook them all around under the water and then sat up making uppy hands. Cas felt very relieved being clean but now he was done.

Bobby stared at him as he lifted the kid, who didn’t seem to weigh any more than when he was put in the bath, and set him back on the floor. He stared at Cas as his wings soaked the towel covered floor under him. 

“We’re gonna have to blow dry you, son. You’ll flood the house at this rate.” Bobby said and grabbed three towels from the rack. He patted the boy dry with one, putting it under the flooding wings when he was done, wrapped one around him under his wings, and finally carefully trapped the wings to the boy’s back and wrapped a towel around them. Cas held his towels up, he liked the feeling of the towel tight on his wings. 

“Alright?” Bobby asked and Cas just yawned. Baths were a lot of work. Or maybe it wasn’t the bath but the manifestation of his wings that made him suddenly feel so sleepy. 

“Are ya tired? I think these things might be using up all your energy.” Bobby said and gave the joint of the wings and light smack. Cas nodded and rubbed at his eyes, wobbly on his legs. 

“To bed then” Bobby announced,picking Cas up to his hip, and grabbed the last dry towel from the rack on his way out. Cas nodded and threw his arms over Bobby's shoulders and shut his eyes. 

After a short guidance by Sam, Cas was laying next to Dean, an old quilt being thrown over them. Cas being placed on top of a towel for extra measure. 

“This is gonna suck until they grow up. I read that it can take years .” Sam groaned as he cleaned up the floor for Bobby who buttoned up a dry shirt. Bobby sighed. It would be great to learn about angel wings though, he had to admit. Flying toddler…. Ugh. 

They went back to reading until the boys woke up. However luck smiled on them. 

“ Cas get your junkless junk off of me! It’s frickin’ weird man!” Dean yelled as he shoved the naked man away from him on the bed. Sam was first to open the door and see them both holding towels around their waists, grown. Castiel was barebacked again though and Dean was looking frustrated. 

“Angels man, friggin weirdos.” Dean said and pushed past Sam to say hi to Bobby and then go to find his bag and his pants. 

Cas was standing in the room, blank expression pasted on his face.

“Excuse me” He said and soon his body was covered again as it usually was. Sam came up and patted his back. 

“Good to have you back man, gotta say you’re a pretty cute kid.” He said and Cas looked at him and then down at himself. 

“I’m far more helpful in this form. I… didn’t dislike being a child though. Angels are created fully formed, we do not really experience… complete helplessness that is childhood. It was somewhat enjoyable.” He stated and soon Bobby was interrogating him about his wings and such.  

Dean had disappeared into the bathroom though, bag gone. Dean pulled his clothes on and stood at the sink. 

Fuck. 

Fuck . 

He looked up at himself. It was nice to be tall and not feel scared all the time but god … it felt good. Cuddling with Cas at night and being cuddled and loved on and getting to experience his emotions in full. He felt… so much lighter than he had before. 

Huh… he actually kinda felt…. Happy. He looked back up at himself. The teddy bear would be shoved under the backseat and never mentioned again but it was… it was coming. 

#fanfic #egg_company #dean winchester #castiel novak #castiel supernatural #castiel #spn #supernatural fic #supernatural #sam winchester #bobby singer #destiel #dean and cas

[demonicdames]

A little writing project of mine that I have on A03 that I'm going to throw here to. Rated: E F/M Papa Emeritus II x F!Reader Cardinal Copia x F!Reader Chapter 11: It comes to this Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10

You stood in front of your mirror holding up different outfits. "What does one wear on a business date?" You asked turning to look at the rats playing around in their cage, marmalade currently resting in the corner of her own set up heavily pregnant, you loved that cute little blond rat her color pattern made it look like she was wearing a yellow shawl. "What do you guys think?." You held up the outfits as if the pets would answer you.

"I like the black dress." Spinning you were face to face with Copia who was leaning against the doorway you let out a breath. "Copia you scared the fuck out of me." A hand was on your chest before you realized that you were only in your undergarments blushing you held the dress up to cover yourself. "Why? it is not like I have not seen your beauty before." his words made your face grow a little warmer as you took the black dress and slid it on over your head, fluffing out your hair in the mirror you could see how red and puffy Copias eyes were your face twisted into one of concern.

"Copia your eyes- have you been crying?." You walked over to him your hand cupping his cheek you could feel him start to lean into your touch but pull away. "Do not go." He spoke sternly "What?." "I said do not go, stay here, with me instead." Copia took your hands into his gloved ones. "Cara Mia please stay with me." "Copia I ca-." "I can give you anything and everything you want cara, love me the way I love you the night we spent together you looked so happy you always look happy when you are with me and-and-and the confessional I can make all of it come true, and more we can be more, just--- stay." Copias confession had you staring at him… confessional?..oh…OH! Oh fuck now you remembered everything you said suddenly you were feeling guilty he thought you…. oh this poor man, this poor big hopeful-eyed man. "Copia-." "Please, if I have to get onto my knees say it sorella and I shall do it." "No, no Copia don't-." You paused staring at him.

"You… love me?." You watched as Copias face went beat red right up to the tips of his ears realizing through his stammering and pleas for you to stay that he had admitted his feelings. "I-I-I-." His pushy demeanor fell flat, his eyes looking down at your hands held within his, circles rubbed around your knuckles. "S-Si I do, I have f-for a while." Ah, there was that stuttering wonderful fool you knew. "Look, I've already promised Secondo this afterward I'll come right back here okay?." "..Promise?." The word was muttered and the tone almost broke your heart there was a fleeting thought of texting Secondo and saying something came up, no you wouldn't do that to him. "Just one thing- can I have just one kiss before you go?." You chuckled nodding to Copia who perked up a small smile coming to his face. "Grazie." Leaning in he let his lips brush against yours, it was only supposed to be a short sweet kiss but as soon as you kissed back your hands were all over each other. His finding their way up your dress to your breast in minutes flat teasing each nipple with the pad of his thumbs you both swallowed each other's moans, damn Emeritus's, and their tasty lips. Copia's lips kissed their way down your throat. "Okay- I need to finish getting ready for the meeting." Appreciating that you called it a meeting instead of a 'date' Copia listened reluctantly pulling away from you his breathing heavy, kissing his cheek you finish getting ready applying your makeup, and fixing your hair the last bit was a spritz of perfume after looking at yourself to make sure you looked okay-ish, you stepped out you baby talked to the three little rats Bisscoti, Rigatoni, and Marmalade.

"You look like you're about ready to pop sweetie." Grabbing a sunflower seed you gave each of the ones watching them scurry to eat it, hearing the little chitters upon standing you turned to see Copia staring at you. "What?." "Ah.. eh… n-nothing you just- you just look beautiful sorella." You felt your cheeks redden. "Thank you, Copia, I'll be back alright." He stopped you for one more kiss on the cheek heading out to the front of the ministry your heels clicking against the cement steps. The chauffeur Ghoul drove the car around, looking back at the large building you swore you had seen a shadow move away from one of the windows the move making you chuckle as you slipped into the back seat. Settling in you sighed, damn it, you were in a dilemma now between Secondo and Copia, you never thought you'd see yourself in this kind of situation that was for sure. The ghoul's eyes looked at your reflection in the mirror seeing how troubled you looked. "Everything alright doll?." He asked shaking you from your thoughts. "Yeah, Axel everything is-… no everything isn't fine I have a lot on my mind." You thought for a moment perhaps you could get some outside help.

"Axel?." "Hm?." "I have this friend right, another sister of sin and she likes two people very much how do you know when it's love and not just lust?." Axel thought for a few minutes stopping at a red light. "Hmm, I think you should talk to Divine about that one." He looked at your reflection again before adding.

"Tell your friend to ask each person what they love about her and see which one loves what's on the inside instead of just the package." You stared at the ghoul for a moment. "You know Axel.. that is pretty good advice." Maybe you would try that and see how they felt, see who wanted you for you and not just your body, once the car stopped in front of the restaurant you leaned forward between the seats and pressed a kiss to the cheek of the ghoul's mask the hell beast giving you an affectionate purr in return, stepping out you straightened your dress and patted at your hair. Walking into the place right off the bat you could tell it was very fancy, a live band playing soothing music and everyone dressed high-class it made you feel a little underdressed.

"Sorella." You heard his voice making you turn around and greeted by his paintless face, dressed in what looked like a satin black suit his usual leather gloves on. "Secondo." You greeted him as he took his sunglasses off, hooking them into his suit pocket. "Bella, I am so glad you came." He took your hand placing a kiss on the back of it. "Do you have a reservation?." The desk woman asked as she returned. "Si, it is under Emeritus." The woman looked through her list. "Oh yes, this way please." Secondo linked your arms together as you walked to the back of the restaurant, opening the sliding doors to the balcony where several tables sat, Twinkle lights blinked like stars circled the roof a smile rested on your lips as you took in the sight. "It's so beautiful and that view." You unlooped your arm from Secondos to speed walk to the edge overlooking the city down below so many lights and colors. "I always come here," Secondo spoke standing beside you. "I figured you would like it." You both were seated at the table the menus given to you, Secondo ordered a bottle of wine for the table, it was all… so romantic you had no idea that the man across from you could put something like this together.

He poured your glass and then his own. "Now onto business, the file system you had set up worked phenomenally, the sister they saddled me with can't compare and I was wondering if you had written any of your tips or tricks down to get things moving easier again." You blinked staring at him. "They gave you a new assistant?." You felt your mouth go dry. "Temporary assistant." Secondo corrected You forced a smile but you couldn't help the thought that rose in the back of your mind… were they co-workers with benefits too?.. "Which sister if I may ask?." "Sister Leiah." Sister Leiah?! He had to be fucking her she was beautiful in the face and body to boot when you were new to the Ministry you even caught yourself looking at her for too long sometimes, that and she had quite the reputation. The evening went on talking about random things mostly about work, Latin translations, and that you'd have a step-by-step guide on his desk soon so things would run smoothly. You wore a smile yet inside your heart was breaking all you could think about was fucking Leiah in Secondos arms, on his desk where you had been on so many occasions for three years you gave yourself to him willingly. He had even told you he loved you in that moment you wished you had canceled and stayed home with Copia but you were a woman of your word and you would treat this as a business meeting.

"So does Leiah have any organizational abilities at all?." "Sister Imperator said she had them however I have yet to see them." Your mind kept slipping back to Primo's kitchen the slow dancing the goofiness, was it a dream or was it a reality? you couldn't tell anymore. Even for Secondo's emotionally stunted ass, he could tell something wasn't right with you. "Tesoro, what is wrong? you've been so quiet toni-." "Are you messing with her?." "Scusa?." "Are you messing with her?." He didn't answer right away. "I wouldn't call a few massages 'messing', why?" "Okay, I think we are done here." You spoke tapping your mouth clean. "Cara no wait-." "No." No was one thing he hated being told and you knew it, he hated it even more when you disobeyed and weren't his 'good girl' as he had called you multiple times in the past he was so confused what's even worse is that you didn't even hear him out, you knew how Secondo could be once he had several drinks in his system, the thoughts just kept on hounding your mind and chipping away at your heart as you got up and stormed off, you could hear him call after you, he couldn't follow the restaurant not letting him leave until he had paid the bill luckily you were a fast walker even in heels. Lucifer you felt so stupid! How could you have fallen for him even after knowing how many siblings desired him and how many threw themselves at him it made you wonder if he was fucking anyone else on the side when you were his assistant.

You were walking blindly into the night and before you knew it you were at least a mile from where the ghoul had dropped you off. Sighing in frustration as you pulled out your phone seeing many calls and unread text messages from Secondo, still pissed you ignored them and tapped on your screen.

Hey Copia… are you still awake?.. Si, Sorella are you alright?

No :') He didn't hurt you, did he? What did he do?! I will hunt him down.

Easy Copia easy! though it's nice to know you would go after Secondo's ass for me x'D I would go after anyone's ass who hurts you.

That's so sweet, uh I hate to ask since it's so late but… could you give me a ride home? I kind of stormed off like a dumbass UnU Of course Sorella, anything for you just give me the location and I'll be there.

You looked around seeing that it was one of the many parks in the area, texting the address to him you walked over to the playground kicking your shoes off before stepping into the sand and heading over to the swings. You took a seat hand wiping your eye. "I'm so fucking stupid." you scolded yourself as you gently swayed to and fro. Back at the Ministry Copia was rushing around looking for his keys muttering ways he was going to kick Secondo's ass for hurting you, finding them he rushed out down to the door. "Cardi what in the seven hells are you doing?." Imperator asked. Telling her that you needed him to come and get you put a smile on the greying blond's face, it seems things were moving along quicker than she expected. "Well, you look all too happy." Belial's voice came as he phased through the wall his hands behind his back. "Of course, soon we'll have our new leader and his Prime Mover, a packaged deal to ensure the future, Secondo is doing half the work for me." Imperator chuckled. "Emotionally stunted fool." Belial rolled his eyes. "You sound like a two-bit Disney villain." "Shut up!." Imperator hissed at the Infernal Prince as he phased back into the wall.

You looked down at your phone watching the time go by looking up whenever a car drove by hoping that it was Copia, when one did finally stop you were relieved to see that old Buick and even more so to see the driver that got out of it, whatever loud song he had been listening to was turned off as he made his way over. The Cardinal, well he wasn't dressed in his cassock sat in the swing next to you. "You okay?." You gave a slow nod to him watching as he held out a gloved hand a small smile came to your face as you accepted the handhold both gently swinging slowly hand in hand. "Sorella?, may I ask what happened?." "Just…." You let out a breath, Copia deserved some kind of answer given that he had come out here at ass o' clock at night. "Apparently.. they gave Secondo a new assistant, Sister Leiah and we all know her reputation." You couldn't help but sound a bit snobby, the tone made Copia snort. "Is that why you were so upset cara?" "No, I asked him if he was messing with her, you know 'messing'. " "I know, I know, I know." "Well, he paused and then said." You did your best mock Secondo impression. "I wouldn't call a few massages 'messing' ." You sighed your toes kicking at the sand burying your big toes and enjoying the coldness of the earth. "We all know what that leads to, especially with someone like Sister Leiah, she's so pretty but a total snobby bitch." "You think she's pretty?." Copia asked his brow arching. "Yeah, don't you?, Everyone does hell even Primo probably." that got a chuckle from the Cardinal. "I doubt that Primo has eyes for anyone aside from Gemma and please you are a million times better looking than Leiah." You could feel the warmth come to your face along with a smile even if he was just saying it to be nice it felt good. "Go home and watch a movie?." He asked thumb rubbing circles onto your knuckle. "It's a date." You giggled both gently swinging slowly still hand in hand. "You're my best friend Copia."

'Friend' a part of his heart chipped again hearing the word he could already hear Dew 'Man you got friend zoned!!!!' as much as he wanted to argue the fact and ask you about being more than friends Copia stayed silent he could tell you were hurting and didn't want to hurt you further or anger you. Finally, the two of you got up from the swings heading to Copias car his arm around your shoulders as soon as you picked up your heels a car pulled up behind Copia's Secondo getting out of the back seat. "Sorella! there you are I was worried why did- what is he doing here?." Copia tried to appear brave but Secondo's cold stare sent a shiver down his spine. "I asked him to pick me up." "Why?." "You know why." Secondo looked utterly confused, did he not know? did you make a fool of yourself again? you looked at Copia as if he had the answer to your unasked question. "Is this about Leiah?." Secondo asked his arms crossing. "Yes." You answered faster than you wanted to. "How cute tesoro you are jealous." Secondo chuckled. "That is cute but nothing is going on between me and Sister Leiah." He insisted, true it was just a massage you'd given him massages before while he worked, but then that was you, not the ministries bicycle, and really… were you any better? you've fucked Copia though in your defense that was before Secondo told you he loved you.

You looked between the two men.. a choice needed to be made that night so you shut your brain off and listened to your heart for once…

-- to be continued --

The Assistant -- FIN -- 2. 3. Taglist: @thesoundresoundsecho , @xpapaemeritus

#Papa Emeritus II x Reader #Papa Emeritus II x F!Reader #Papa Emeritus 2 x Reader #Papa Emeritus 2 x F!Reader #Secondo #Copia x Reader #Copia x F!Reader #cardinal copia x reader #cardinal copia x f!reader #ghost #the band ghost #ghostau #mywriting #my writing

[imjulia-andilikecats]

just read ur cal tiktok post (and absolutely loved), but i’m dying over mares username being lightningmarequeen💀 it’s so in character though

Mare would put the most random stuff together cause she sees no point in making an effort 💁‍♀️ (and we love her for it ✨️).

Also, Kilorn definitely encouraged her to use it cause he thought it would be stupid funny. Then after a few weeks start to wonder why she hasn't changed her username yet.

PART 2 of Cal's Tik Tok Account and His Quest to Mare's Heart

Cal doesn't mind the username, he loves Mare's humor and going out to have coffee with her.

Which they did go on a date....along with Maven.

Who explained that he wanted to try the cafe's new roasted beans and would leave once he has his drink.

Cal agreed, he can't say no to his baby brother and maybe Mare would be comfortable having Maven accompany them for a while.

After they all got their drinks and a few slices of cake, Maven casually shoved himself between him and Mare. Immediately start chatting with his date.

Cal also chipped in the conversation, making Mare cutely snort at his cheesy jokes.

But then, his brother would switch into topics that only he and Mare would know. Leaving him out and making him feel a bit awkward.

Whenever he tried to lightly remind Maven that he was suppose to go home. Maven would just give him a sheepish smile and say, "Ten more minutes, brother."

After thirty minutes, Maven was still sitting between him and his future wife date. He was busy talking about how unrealistic the plot was and the show poorly adapted their source material. While offering Mare a bite of his cake, since she was nearly finished with her donut.

That small gesture summoned a tiny, jealous demon in his chest. It's voice screeching in anger.

Ca loves his brother but at that moment, he just wanted to throw him out the window along with damned coffee.

"Thanks Maven, but I want some piece of that instead." Mare leaned to the side. Peeking over Maven's should, as she pointed at his barely touched vanilla cake.

Maven paused. Dead silent for a moment.

Turning his head towards him. "Oh my, you're still here?"

Cal raised both his brows at his brother's question.

He opened his mouth, ready for a snippy remark. Only for Mare cut him off.

"Well. Of course, he is still here."

Mare tilted to the side. Her bright face and warm brown eyes finally facing him. "I have a date with him after all ." Tipping her head at his direction.

Cal's heart soared.

Maven looked at Mare for a moment. His brows slightly furrowed, confused and...even hurt?

But his expression didn't stayed that long. Maven quickly stood up, his half-finished coffee in hand. "Ah right."

Maven turned toward the exist, but paused to ask Mare. "You do know we have homework in History, right?"

Mare continued, while taking her final bite of her donut. "To be submitted on Monday."

"Don't you need any help?" Maven offered, his expression hopeful.

It only met with Mare's laid back response. "You do know that History is my favorite."

Maven smirked, lacking any humor as he teased. "I almost forgot that you are lame."

Mare laughed warmly and winked at him. "Said the teacher's pet."

His baby brother's expression softened. "See you on Monday."

Cal watched them both quietly. They sure are close... Anyway, at least Mavey's going home.

He was lost in his thoughts when he noticed Mare's stealthy hand pulling his cake towards her.

Cal reached for his plate. Hoping to stop this lovely thief from stealing his cake, as she already stole his heart.

"Thief." He said softly. Watching her grin at him, with his cake in her hands.

"Obviously." She replied. Looking at him, as she took a mouthful of cake to her full lips.

She then offered him a bite of his cake and somehow it tasted sweeter.

#red queen #mare barrow #glass sword #war storm #king's cage #cal calore #maven calore #old meme #random #tiberias vii calore #marecal #mareven #maven iliketocockblockmyolderbrother calore #mare iwanttohaveapieceofcalscake barrow #cal ijustwanttostartafamilywiththisamazinggirlbutmybabybrothercanttakeahint calore

[wandafiction]

Happy Tears - Just Us Chapter 10

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1616

Series List | Chapter 9 | Chapter 11

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Y/n: I'm outside. Parked right outside.

Wanda: Coming down, just locking up.

I climb out of the car shutting my door behind me, this was my all time favourite car. I brought it in one of the worst conditions and have spent the past 3 years getting it to this point, it's one of the things I'm most proud of. I make my way to the passenger side, feet planted on the sidewalk as I gently lean against the side of the car, waiting for Wanda to leave the apartment complex: a small smile on my face at the thought of seeing her.

That smile grows as I see her bounce down the steps, a matching smile on her face as she comes down to join me at the car. Wanda leans against my front, pushing me into the car a little, for stability, and wraps her arms around my waist pulling herself closer to me -if that's even possible. I look down at her as she looks up at me, pulling back from me slightly, her hands resting on my chest now as she fiddles with the edge of my overcoat that's hanging over my shoulders. I see her eyes searching mine, then flick down to my lips, I move my hand to poke my lips showing her she can kiss me. So she does. She bounces on her tiptoes trying to match my height as best as she can, giving me a gentle peck on my lips. As she pulls back I pull her face back to mine, my hands on her cheeks, as I peck her lips a few more times causing her to giggle. Ah, that laugh is amazing! I would die happy if that's the last thing I would hear.

"Hi." She says keeping the atmosphere calm. 

"Hi." I match her tone. "Ready to go?"

"Mhmm. Nice car, I like the color." Wanda moves away from me as her hand travels across the bonnet of the car, following the frame of the car all the way to the back as she admires it. "What year is it? I would say around the late 1960s." 

Oh so she knows about cars, or at least this car. 

"Well your guess for this car was better than the guess for my age." She smacks me gently in retaliation. "But, you're right. 1967. Brought her from scrapes, built it up to what it is myself."

"You fixed it up yourself? Is there anything you can't do?"  Wanda playfully smiles, wiggling here eyebrows up and down a few times.

"I did indeed. And no, I'm just that good at everything." I give her a wink, a small blush growing on her face. "Now, where are we off to Miss Maximoff." 

"I don't know how I feel about you calling me, that it makes me feel like your older neighbour or some kind of teacher." I laugh at her reasoning as I open the passenger door holding her hand as she shuffles into her seat. "Thank you." 

"Of course." I make my way back around to the drivers side, clambering in as I set my phone up in the holder opening up waze. "So where am I driving us too?" 

"It's called the Second Asgard. Nice little café owned by some chaotic brothers…"

"Thor and Loki. I know of the place, they are family friends actually." She turns to me, a little shock evident on her face.

"And you said and I quote. I don't have friends. Liar." I laugh out loud as she pouts a little. 

"Aww, is that baby upset that I have the same friends as her?" I hear her scoff lightly getting another smack to the shoulder. "Oh the baby likes to hit." 

"Well I don't know. I just thought it would be nice to take you somewhere I love going, it's special to me." I now turn to her, grabbing her hand and giving the back of it a small kiss.

"Well I personally love that idea. So let's get going, it will be nice to see the brothers again. It has been way too long since I have seen them. So, princess, ready to get going."

"I am." She smiles brightly now over her little moment, which in all honesty was very cute and very childish.

I turn the car on, coming to life with the most beautiful sound a car can make. From the corner of my eye I see Wanda wiggle slightly in excitement as her hands reach to the dashboard feeling the vibrations of the car as I pull away. I really didn't think she was a car person, or maybe it's just this particular car. I don't know, but I'm smiling seeing her smiling.

"What are you smiling at?" Her voice is gentle as she pulls one of her legs underneath her bum so she can face me, her shoes on the floor making sure not to mess the seat up. 

"You." I answer easily.

"Why?" She tilts her head in question.

"You seem to like the car, you have this huge smile on your face to a point where your eyes almost close." As I change gear she rests her hand on top of mine putting her fingers in the gaps between mine and bending hers so the tips rest in my palm. 

"I really do. My Mama and Papa had one of these cars back in Sokovia. Nowhere near as nice as this, but it was still a beautiful car. I think I have pictures of it somewhere. But they had to sell it when we came to move over here, I was 15 at the time. We couldn't bring it with us and they needed all the money we could get so they sold it for a pretty penny." Her eyes become slightly glassy when retelling the story, so I bring our hands up from the gear shift and plant a kiss on her hands then place them on my thigh. 

"You okay princess?" I give her a quick look so she knows I am ready to listen before turning back to the road.

"Yeah, just a trip down memory lane. These are happy tears, don't worry. I just haven't thought back to the car in so long and we had so many memories around it, all good ones. It was just nice to think about." 

"I'm glad they're happy memories. Now are you ready for this café date, seeing as we are like 2 minutes away?" 

"So ready." 

Once I've parked and we are out 8f the car, I pull her into the café. The smell of coffee and pastry filling my nose almost immediately. I take in a deep breath breathing it all in, fond memories filling my mind as I do so. I'm broken from my trance by a loud booming voice. 

"Lady Maximoff!" I see her face light up as she hears the voice of her friend. His eyes travel to me and his jaw drops slightly.

"Hey Thor." I give him an awkward wave, before I can say anything else he bounds over to me and pulls me into a bone crushing hug, bending backwards slightly so he can lift me off the ground by an inch or so. Yes I'm a few inches taller than Thor, it's always good to see him try and act bigger than me.

"Lady St...Y/n...I've missed you a lot. It has been too long since our last meeting." He drops me gently, and I smooth out my clothes as I look back at Wanda who has an unreadable expression on her face. She snaps out of it when a second voice echoes down the stairs, followed closely by the owner of said voice. 

"Wanda, darling. Lovely to see you again." He gives her a small hug, planting a peck on her cheeks. "And I see you've brought a friend, a friend of ours they are too. Y/n lovely to see you dear. How are you doing? It has been too long?" 

"It has been too long indeed, Loki. My apologies for not visiting sooner, but you know how things can get when it comes to business." 

"Indeed I do."

"So Lady Y/n. How are you holding up nowadays?" I stiffen slightly, and watch as Loki stabs his brother in the side with his pointy elbow. "I mean after you lost that big client." 

I clear my throat slightly, shuffling with some unease but trying to hide it from them. "I'm doing well, thank you Thor. Now I will have a black coffee and for you Wanda?" 

"An iced coffee please. You know how I like it." Thor nods as he disappears to go and make out drinks, and I turn to look at Loki. 

A sad smile appears on his face, but I give him a look that immediately makes him smile. His eyes flicker from me to Wanda, a silent question on his lips. I subtly shake my head at him in answer. Loki gives me a nod in return.

"Sit wherever you like, I will come back with your drinks and then take your food order." Me and Wanda thank him as he turns to join his brother.

"What was that about?" Wanda asks, as she pulls me to a two seater table in front of the large windows, where you can watch the busy street.

"Nothing. Just been awhile since we have seen each other. A lot we need to catch up with." She hums in reply, her eyes not leaving my face. She smiles lightly before she speaks.

"Let's get this date underway."

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#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maxmoff x y/n #wanda x reader #wanda x you #just us series

[redraven3093]

Catching up with Philza QSM Vod

July 22

hai phil-Early birbs lets go

You do have so many shits laying around

AUSIE AUSIE OIOIOI

Tallulah Darling hi :D its SO early for u-CHAYANNE HONEY YU AWAKE! - KIDDO buddy You give us ALL a HEARTATTCAK

Yeah scold him Phil >:(- PFFT Tallulah! -  CHAYANNE PLS SHE HAVENT SLEPT

ETOILES WOULD BE PUT IN PRISON

Safety first :D- no joint room

Well the kid literally have been sleeping a lot Lullah what do you expected?

PFTT 3 HOURS? CHAYANNE BUDDY PLS REST

Pretty – LMAO PHIL PLS THE 4th WALL PHIL

Yeah the room is not orange enough- Gordon ramsay tangent-

OMG TALLULAH SWEETY WHY DIDN’T YOU HAVE ANY FOOD?!- AVACADO toast FOR THE WIN!- CHAYANNE you too!

Food Check- DÉCOR time – Judging ur vibe-

Oh no u stuck- YAY FREDOM – IKEA LETS GOO

Lol the kids- all pumpkins- YAH STEAL THE RICH

Oh what about forever?- DID YA WIN SON??- AWWW noo

Woah that’s far- that is such a unique pattern- jumping blok-

Where is she?- PlANT TIME- WOAHH COOL- hey Tallulah

Oh ? good news first- white puffball U can eat them??

Yeah so Storage rooms

Grappling time- HERE WE GO

Yeah must be Dappers doing- Dapper is so crazy- HOLLY SHIT DAPPER U ARE CRAZY- ITS IN ALPHEBITICAL ORDER?!- It’s the Tesseract

Lol yeah you guys spend way to much time marveling dapper’s farm

Lolwas that enough?- fastest adventure we had- yeah don’t wory Lullah ur safe now

YEAH DÉCOR TIME AGAIN- yeah this looks good

Oh hey Tubbo

Oh?- Spanish music?- dance time cant hear the song thou

If you don’t know about love FUQ OFF lol- opp TOXIC- good guy behavior?

Lol yeah put all of it

CHAYANNNE- we did all that huh

Oh wait? They have titles??- YEAH CHAT GET YOUR TOAST

That is so cool- oh yeah you did that

AWW So CUTE

Yeah it look so good

AW YEAH WILL’S LETTERS

Phil’s pls he was assassinated by a baby

PFFT PHIL PLS NOT THAT ONE

A picture for the whole fam

Ahh a trip down the memory lane

Ah yes his favorite pic

Lol he got a pc-yeah not a good idea to put it next to the fire-well a kid got to have his fun

AWW THAT IS SO CUTE :D

AGUSTIN

Lol “no. MINE”

New song- yeah2 vod watchers cant hear anything lol- SPYxFAMILY??-OHH COMEDY that one

Yeah that is sweet

LET HIM COOK

Yeah it is pretty

LMAO Phil pls-PERMITED LETS GO

Phil pls

YEAH LETS GO to the TOP

Wicked lets go

Oh? A shulker box? Eyyo?

Lol bird brain go brr

:)

“Probably trash “he said LIES

PFFT LMAO he did it the son of a ditch

Lol its all fun Chayanne don worry- phil pls

STAR GAZING LETS GO

To the uppies place-safe and sound

Heloo-it DOES LOOK like a nest – birdza strikes again-The crows nest :D

AWW :D- so cute- an ECLIPSE- CUTE-

YEAH BED TIME STORY – OHH a SUPERNOVA

Oh the Beetlejuice :D- Yeah INFO DUMP

YEAH that is Cool

Gotta pay that bill

Yeah he did do that- Chayanne pls buddy

Yeah well they have reasons to be paranoid Tallulah, years of experience ca do that

:( PHILZA – YES WE DID SO PLS STAY SAFE

:’)

AWW KIDS WE LOVE YOU TOO – what happened with the squid?- aww buddy

Ah shit, imma cry – music paid actor

Goofy picture

Oh? – AWW KIDDO :’D

UGH MY HEART – AWW BUDY – PFT Tallulah sweety

AWW YOU TWO

Holly Lullah u have plenty

YEAH BED TIME

Opp ur stuck - oh okay good

Old chair

Etoiles have high standards- lmao- ??? holy – opp she voided

Question time- iron? Oh its not/j- pfft

Opp welcome back!- pfft

Yeah lets goo- oh so the Fed didn’t kidnaped you?

Yeah go get rest kiddos- oh that’s okay Tallulah

a hotel brunt down?-

?

who

OH FUCK OFF YOU BINARY BASTARDS

STOP TAKING PHOTOS U SHIT

WALTERBOB?!

FUCK OFF

STAY AWAY FROM CHAYANNE YOU SON OF DITCH

YEAH GO OFF PHIL- YEAH AND STAY THE FUK AWAY YA SHIT

Yeh he did- scuff encounter- YEAH NO MERCY- NOT IF HE WAS THE BINARY BASTARD

Vote for Walter

Pfft ever the humble Tallulah- okay stop fighting

Yeh MUSIC BOX

STAY SAFE KIDDOS

GOODNIGHT TALLULAH CHAYANNE

a fresh BRUISED Lettuce

BYE KIDS

Yeah those guys are creeps

?? oH YEaH IT DID- Failed egg? I mean why did the FEDs even made the EGGS

Chat?- PFT THT IS TOO BIG

YEY BYE PHIL

#don't mind me #qsmp #qsmp eggs #qsmp philza #qsmp chayanne #qsmp tallulah #qsmp binary entity #qsmp live blogging #qsmp liveblog #qsmp vodblog #?

[rethomiata]

A Special Kind of Weird; chapter one (cross posted on AO3)

Jester Lavorre is a Traveler fan.

Okay, maybe a lot of folks are fans of The Traveler, but none are as enthusiastic about them as Jessie. She’s read his books since she was old enough to vaguely understand the concept of romance — back when her mother would read her children’s stories, and the little tiefling would steal her books off her bookshelf in the dead of night.

She’s just… a big fan. Yeah. Big fan.

So why is The Traveler making college so fucking difficult?

It’s the first week of September; college is on the horizon, with students just getting into their dorms, meeting their roommates, the likes. It’s a time that, as a child, Jester looked forward to — and now, as she sets a box on one of the three beds in her cramped dorm, butterflies dance around in her stomach. Her roommates have barely arrived too, which she’s thankful for — it gives her a last few minutes with her mom, the Ruby of Nicodranas — famous singer and performer, who Jester wishes she could be like.

She tears into the box as soon as Marion leaves for another… in it are posters of The Traveler’s main character, Garmelie, a satyr who goes on… well, to Jester they’re romantic escapades… to others, they’re sexual flings that would normally result in a bunch of STDs. The poster she first gets out is signed by The Traveler himself — one she was lucky to get in a giveaway online, even though she’s never met the man. The second one has Garmelie and a unicorn — unicorns are Jester’s favorite animal — and the third and forth share The Traveler’s cloaked portrait, with his right index finger up to his lips, as though he’s telling the photographer a deep, dark secret that’s not for anyone’s ears but theirs.

Oh, how romantic…

“Sapphire, did you pack your toothbrush?” Jester instinctively shoves the forth poster back into the box as the Ruby comes back, holding a stack of boxes labeled ‘Jessie’s clothes’ and ‘fun thingies’. She sets them down beside her daughter’s bed before going to give her a tight hug. “I can’t believe it… my baby is a college student. It’ll be so lonely without you, little one.”

“Aww, Mama! I’ll email you like, every single day,” the blue tiefling says through the squished hug. She squeezes her mother back, only to feel sad when Marion backs up after a few solid minutes of hugging. She sits down on the bed, staring up at Jester, who’s… trying hard to be brave. For her mama. For school.

For The Traveler.

“Do you know when your roommates are coming?” Marion takes a look around the small dorm; there’s a small desk to the left, and a bathroom that the three girls will have to share — the three beds are bare, just boxes atop them, no bedsheets or pillows to make it look homey. It almost makes the blue girl want to dig out her paints (that she brought, of course) and paint everything a nice pink or blue… maybe yellow? “I’m sure they’ll be… more friendly than the kids at school.”

More friendly could mean anything for any kid. For Jester, it means ‘kids who don’t pick on me for writing nasty fanfiction instead of going to beer pong parties’.

Yeah… her old friends are a relic of the past.

The girl takes one of her posters and heads to the corkboard above her bed, where she starts to pin it up with pink starry push-pins. “Ah! Oh my, doesn’t he look just so cute ?” I’ll avoid Mama’s statement if I can, she thinks. “Mama, do you think you can convince Bluud to invite The Traveler to the Chateau during the winter break?”

Her mother doesn’t suppress her giggle. “I’ll ask him, little Joy.”

Just as the pair are about to banter on, the dorm door bursts open with a ca-thud . Two girls struggle to go in, each saying “after you”; one looks like a sad poet, and the other looks like she could bench press Jester like she were a sack of flour.

The ‘poet’ is the first to enter. A white haired girl, she’s wearing an Orphanmaker shirt and ripped leggings; she has only a small bag with her, and a pillow under her arm. The other girl, who Jester feels both intimidated by and also… very interested in, has dark brown hair, brown skin, and striking blue eyes; she’s in gym clothes and has three duffel bags in her arms. A little boy no older than three is running after her, yelling, “Beau! Beau! Beau, you’re gonna miss me?”

“Yeah, you shithead, I’ll miss you.” The girl, Beau, says to the toddler as she throws her bags on the bed closest to the bathroom. The toddler simply giggles. “Don’t tell Mom that I swore and I’ll get you a… fuck, what are kids into? — a toy or something, when I get home. Yeah?”

“Okay!” The boy screeches and runs back out of the room, most likely to whichever adult was helping Beau take things in. She swings herself onto the foot of the bed, narrowly missing the bed frame’s wrath.

Beau looks at Jester with peak curiosity. “You one of the new roomies?”

“Yeah…” Jester’s voice goes quiet; she looks over at her mother, who’s helping unpack her clothing and putting it in the trunk at the end of the bed. She takes in a forced breath before turning back to Beau with a plastered-on smile. “I’m Jester! You’re—”

“Beau. Just… just Beau,” the other girl says with a smirk on her face. She looks like she could pick Jester apart just by words alone, and yet— “Oh, you a… a raunchy book fan?” She points to the poster. “Not gonna lie, I’ve only seen the movies, but they’re better than Fifty Shades, really.”

Thank gods… Jester’s forced smile turns more genuine at the thought of someone knowing her passion — and oh, how this series is a passion! She takes a seat at the desk nearby, looking at the ‘poet’. “And you are…”

“Oh…” the girl with the white hair is hanging stringed lights from her cork board and bed frame as she pauses to speak. She’s a good six feet tall, if possible. Jester has to really look up to meet her eyes — colorful ones, too. “Yasha… you’re pretty uh, colorful?”

“Thank you, Yasha!” The tiefling looks down at her own clothes (a pink skirt, pastel, of course, and rainbow Converse — a custom made one she bought recently with money from the café she part-timed at) with a wide, toothy grin. “You look kinda… are you into poetry?”

Yasha stops hanging the lights, holding the strings in her hands for a solid minute… before nodding. “I like… poems. My sibling and I write together, though he prefers, ah, songwriting… he’s also a tiefling, if that means much to you..?”

Tiefling? Another one? “Is he here, too?” Jester inquires, with an ounce of hope in her voice.

Yasha nods, not looking away from the stringed lights. “Yeah… his name’s Molly… er, Molly mauk , but everyone calls him Molly, really. He’s weird, but he’s… you know, a good kind of weird. Like—”

“Like me!” Jester says enthusiastically. The white haired girl chuckles as the blue girl gets up and spins in the tight quarters. Marion beams.

“Sapphire, I better get going.” The mother stands from her daughter’s bed; she’s tall, too, but nowhere near as tall as Yasha. She takes Jester into a tight hug, kissing her forehead, before leaving the room, trying (and failing) not to look sad.

Jester isn’t used to being away from her.

“Man, did she look like she was gonna cry or what?” Beau blows a bubble of pink gum and pops it. “Jess, you’ll be fine. There’s like, no need to cry.”

Am I crying? The tiefling touches her cheeks; her fingers come back damp, and she’s quick to wipe her tears off on her sweater. With a sniffle, then an eye rub, she heads back to her side of the room, grabs another poster, and starts to hang it up…

xxx

“Ja, I-I know, I know, Essek —” click .

Caleb Widogast sucks at relationships. Period. He was in a relationship of three, maybe four years that blew to smithereens by the time he graduated high school… then there was his summer boyfriend Essek, who didn’t seem too awfully thrilled about a long distance relationship with the human boy.

The human throws his phone down on his barely-made bed as his roommates snicker. “Shut up,” Caleb mutters; Mollymauk chucks a pillow at his head, just narrowly missing him. “Molly!”

“Look, I’m sorry Mister ‘I bring three fucking toothbrushes with me to a sleepover’ is mad, but you’re too damn adorable for him.” Molly is a short genderfluid tiefling with spiky black hair that falls to his shoulders, and has a habit of wearing funky outfits to ‘find myself a partner’ (his words, not Caleb’s). His other roommates are a half orc boat lover named Fjord, and a giant firbolg known simply as Caduceus, who’s not really studying anything, but he runs the library at school for tuition. “You shouldn’t waste your time with him! Find yourself a new man — or woman, whatever your little Zemnian heart desires.”

“Please… stop.” Caleb feels his face grow red just in time for Molly to ‘ooooh’ about it; thankfully Fjord elbows the purple circus man in the neck, making him shut up. “I didn’t… think he’d break up over the phone.”

“As opposed to in person?” Caduceus isn’t very versed in romance; he’s more of a ‘watch and learn’ type, whether that be from his years as a ‘homeschooled’ kid or just… general ‘Deuces vibes. “At least it wasn’t in front of your family.”

Ah… family.

How did he tell them about his fucked up family? Maybe he would ignore it; maybe he’d pray that his ‘dad’ wouldn’t show up for band practice or fun days. Maybe…

“Well, it’s over, which is good, ain’t it?” Fjord asks. The half orc is quite short for, well, one of his kind, but it doesn’t stop him from trying to sound big. In all fairness, no man is as tall as Caduceus, so Fjord has little to fear.

The human groans into the palm of his hand. “It’s… I actually liked Essek, though,” he mumbles; prays nobody picks up on what he said. “He was… fascinating. Breathtaking, even. It’s… I don’t know—”

“Can’t you just, like, bone someone and call it a night?” Molly flops onto Caleb’s bed, sprawling his body out like a cat.

Caleb’s cheeks burn red. “I— listen, circus man , it’s frankly none of your business, ja ? Yeah.” He tosses a small box on his bed before deciding, albeit last minute, to open it.

Inside, amongst pictures of Essek, is his favorite book by his favourite author — a known Traveler, who a girl in another hall idolizes…

Here’s hoping Caleb isn’t the only Traveler fan in freshman year…

#jester lavorre #caleb widogast #widojest #mollymauk tealeaf #yasha nydoorin #beauregard lionett #caduceus clay #fjord stone #veth brenatto #fjolly #fjeth #beauyasha #the mighty nein #critical role #fanfic #fanfiction #my fics #my fic #my writing #archive of our own #majesticath #college au #university au #modern au

[mlobsters]

supernatural s7e14 plucky pennywhistle's magic menagerie (w. andrew dabb, daniel loflin)

(from the recap) i love baby sam's "and apparently clowns kill!" response to dean's "planes crash" phobia justification

oh is this a christmas episode? aired in february. ok

DEAN I hope he finds something quick. This whole protocol du jour thing's really creeping my cheese.

that's some kind of expression

SAM So, we got dick on Dick? DEAN That's a vivid way of putting it.

--

SAM ...I might have found something over in Kansas. DEAN All right, well, let's do it. But, uh, a few simple rules, okay? No babies. SAM smiles. DEAN In fact, no baby mamas. No bars. No booze – no hot chicks of any kind. SAM Wait, wait, wait. Did you just say – DEAN Hey. You spawn a monster baby, see how quick you want to dive back in the pool.

no booze? yeah right, my dude. gotta sell that fake beer brand

the sideburns heard me and staged a comeback

DEAN Plucky's. Why does that sound familiar? NANNY Plucky Pennywhistle's Magical Menagerie? Pizza chain for kids. Actually, more for lazy parents.

was that a, "ah yes now i remember dad dumping us there" moment or what. is this the clown phobia origin story?

yo, this reminds me of my favorite book when i was like, middle schoolish age, sphere by michael crichton. i wrote him a letter for a project asking about the ending of the book. sadly, did not get a response. anyway. manifested thoughts/fears after you went inside it. a giant squid was involved. childhood fear from 20,000 leagues under the sea. does entering the chuck e cheese knockoff do it

ok.

oh, so it wasn't dad dumping them there, it was dean!

SAM (on phone) Uh, you would dump me and go trolling for chicks. DEAN (on phone) It's not like I left you in jail. I mean, those places are supposed to be fun. SAM (on phone) Fun? Uh, they're lame. And they smell like puke. And the ice cream is all grainy.

still ridiculous but cute. i will take lighthearted bickering and teasing any way i can get it. and padalecki's over the top acting seriously freaked out and nervous while also pretty nonsensical, i will take

alSO. retroactively irritated about calling a place like this for "lazy parents". i have 3 kids (they're 9, 7 and 5 years old) and hoo boy. non-parents being judgey about parenting lol

here's a niche one, another because i've seen it so many times i remember person. very small part on the killing

the killing s2e5 jennifer spence as eve

insufferable perky child self, wouldn't think he was all "i don't know why i'm doing anything anymore" last episode

DEAN Cops have a theory? SAM Yeah, they think the ball washer did it. DEAN The what? SAM The... ball washer. DEAN [smiling] The what? SAM The ball – SAM holds up his hands in frustration.

--

DEAN "Shark Week," man. How do you not watch that? SAM walks away. DEAN Whole week of sharks.

shark week is another thing i've seen enough in fic and assumed it was fanon :) the canon is so plentiful, don't even need fanon

cringing my way through this over the top goofy plucky's employee interrogation sequence.

dean/jackles laughing is so sincere like he couldn't get out the line, adorable. terribly endearing this whole interaction. reminds me when dean was trying to convince himself he was having more fun being with cas and no sam

from s5e3 free to be you and me: CASTIEL What's so funny? DEAN Oh, nothing. Whoo. It's been a long time since I've laughed that hard. It's been more than a long time. Years.

lot of good brother moments this episode and mild to moderate cringing. i'll take it

#supernatural #spnwatch #spn 7x14 #sideburns #spnhiky #hiky #the killing #jennifer spence #andrew dabb #daniel loflin #chopsurveillance #spn clip #spn canon not fanon

[my-chaos-radio]

Release: March 24, 2008

Lyrics:

Just another one champion sound

Yeah, Estelle, we 'bout to get down (get down)

Who the hottest in the world right now

Just touched down in London town

Bet they give me a pound

Tell them put the money in my hand right now

Tell the promoter we need more seats

We just sold out all the floor seats

Take me on a trip, I'd like to go someday

Take me to New York, I'd love to see L.A.

I really want to come kick it with you

You'll be my American boy

He said "Hey, sister, it's really, really nice to meet you"

I just met this 5 foot 7 guy who's just my type

I like the way he's speaking, his confidence is peaking

Don't like his baggy jeans

But I'mma like what's underneath them

And no I ain't been to M.I.A

I heard that Cali never rains and New York's heart awaits

First let's see the west end, I'll show you to my brethren

I'm liking this American boy, American boy

Would you be my American boy, American boy

Take me on a trip, I'd like to go someday

Take me to New York, I'd love to see L.A.

I really want to come kick it with you

You'll be my American boy, American boy

Can we get away this weekend? Take me to Broadway

Let's go shopping, baby, then we'll go to a café

Let's go on the subway, take me to your hood

I never been to Brooklyn and I'd like to see what's good

Dress in all your fancy clothes

Sneakers looking fresh to death, I'm loving those Shell Toes

Walking that walk, talk that slick talk

I'm liking this American boy, American boy

Take me on a trip, I'd like to go someday

Take me to New York, I'd love to see L.A.

I really want to come kick it with you

You'll be my American boy

Tell 'em kno wagwan blud

Who killing 'em in the U.K.

Everybody gonna say, "You, K"

Reluctantly 'cause most of this press don't fuck with me

Estelle once said to me, "Cool down, down

Don't act a fool now, now"

I always act a fool, oww, oww, ain't nothing new now, now

He crazy, I know what ya thinking

Ribena I know what you're drinking

Rap singer, Chain Blinger

Holla at the next chick soon as you're blinking

What's your persona?

About this Americana Brama

Am I shallow 'cause all my clothes designer

Dressed smart like a London Bloke

Before he speak his suit bespoke

And you thought he was cute before

Look at this peacoat, tell me he's broke

And I know you ain't into all that

I heard your lyrics, I feel your spirit

But I still talk that ca-ah-ash

'Cause a lot wags wanna hear it

And I'm feeling like Mike at his Baddest

Like The Pips at they Gladys

And I know they love it

So to hell with all that rubbish

Would you be my love, my love? (Would you be mine?)

Would you be my love, my love? (Would you be mine?)

Could you be my love, my love?

Ooh, would you be my American boy? American boy

Take me on a trip, I'd like to go someday

Take me to Chicago, San Francisco Bay

I really want to come kick it with you

You'll be my American boy, American boy

Songwriter:

Take me on a trip, I'd like to go someday

Take me to New York, I'd love to see L.A.

I really want to come kick it with you

You'll be my American boy, American boy

Kanye West / Will Adams / John Stephens / Joshua Lopez / Estelle Swaray / Keith Harris / Caleb Speir / Kweli Washington

SongFacts:

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[winderlylandchime]

2/2 Hunter showed up now all dressed nicely and showered ‘he looks like he’d knock on my door to talk about the big guy. I like him..little shit’ ‘oh Ted. *starts shaking his head* this hurts a lot. Emmett come on baby, please get rid of him until he gets better. This is not okay. Oh fuck you Ted! WHY IS HE MAD THAT EMMETT IS SUCCESSFUL?! He deserves good things! WHY ARE THEY DOING THIS TO ME? This fucking finale for this fucking show better be good or im gonna be so fucking pissed at them for making me sad all the time’ ‘FUCKING TRUMP BITCH! WHY IS BRIAN HERE?! what the hell is going on? Oh he looks pretty. *looks at me and puts his hands up in defense* dont take this wrong but leather looks good on him. I mean he looks nice in suits but this *waves at brian in stockwells office* Bellissimo!! I like his hair, its all spikey and shit. OH FUCK YOU, you cant do shit for him! *does a little cheers to him with his soda* yeah! No apologies and no regrets. I should live my life like that too *long pause while he goes to get his pills in the kitchen* but i got anxieties bro. HE is offering BRIAN his job back? After he caught him fucking on his own troll posters? Oh he is SCARED!’ The Ted/Em party is on ‘this is killing me. Drugs are evil and so is that fucker! Ted come on! WHY IS HE BEING PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE?! Emy baby, sugar, you deserve better please.’ ‘YES BRIAN! I KNEW YOU WERE SMART! EVEN THO FOR SOME REASON THEY MADE YOU DUMB IN THE BEGINNING OF THE SEASON! *looks at me and pauses tv on Brian again* okay be honest.. could i pull off that type of leather jacket like him? Like that brown one is my new favorite thing. I want it. *points at me while continuing to watch ep* that b-t-w is what oxford dictionary would call a hint. Carl stop being stup- HES DEAD?! THE COP IS DEAD? Suicide? But he made sure to wash his car? What the fuck?’ *once again pauses tv on Em and looks at me with a big smile* ‘i think i have a new idea for a shirt (me: please no, youve done too much already) oh come on! Little mary go fuck yourself sounds hilarious. You’re no fun.’ ‘AW BLONDIE TOOK OU-HIS BOYFRIENDS ADVICE! Thats right Blondie! Gotta take care of your education so that you can be successful and be successful boyfriends with your succes-well currently unemployed boyfriend but oh well. THEY WANT HIM TO WHAT NOW TO WHO? Oh hell no! Absolutely not! Fuck you all.’ ‘Full offense but I wouldn’t allow this doctor mark or whatever to put a fucking bandaid on me. Emmett please im begging you leave him. You deserve way better. Ted *points at him* get fucking help. NO EMMETT NO YOU ARE NOT ANY TYPE OF TRASH FROM ANYWHERE! You dont need him! WHY ARE THEY DOING THIS TO ME?!’ Hunter was told to make a wish for something he wants more than anything ‘wanna bet that his wish was for Brian to fuck him? That’d be mine. Okay Mel is on my good side again.’ ‘ITS JUSTIN AND BRIAN AGAIN! *said with a goofy smile on his face* Brian cares so much about Blondie’s education, it’s actually adorable. I don’t think he cares about anything as much as him doing good in school and being successful. AH-DOR-ABLE! (Justins says sometimes you have to sacrifice everything for what you believe in) *stands up quickly* AND THATS WHY I SHOULD BE ALLOWED TO EAT A PICKLE! Because i believe I am way better than some weird allergy! (I go to say something and he immediately stops me) shhh- hold up, Brian is gonna do something cute. OH DAMN LOOK AT THAT KISS AND HUG! I was right. Put on the next episode, i already miss them’

Put on the next episode, i already miss them is the biggest mood ever

Uhh, remember what I said about hearing him wail all the way in CA? Well “this fucking finale for this fucking show better be good or im gonna be so fucking pissed at them” is making me more worried. Maybe you should have some fanfiction all pulled up and ready to go, just shove it in his face while he’s still crying.

The Ted and Emmett party is so so cringe and awful. Poor Emmy.

He wants Bri Bri’s leather jacket (Gale looks so good in leather) for christmas? From you? Oh lord.

I will take a Team Brian and a Little Mary Go Fuck Yourself t shirt when he sets up his etsy store.

I don’t think Justin’s “sometimes you need to sacrifice everything for what you believe in extends to your brother eating a pickle.

#ask winderlylandchime #dear sweet anon #queer as folk #a straight man watches qaf us 2000 in the year of our lord 2023

[liopleurodean]

Season 10, Episode 3: Soul Survivor

Interesting

Time to cure Dean

I forgot that I had my brightness way down 💀

Yup

Fantastic

Is it just me or is his voice smoother than normal?

Uh huh

Worth a shot

Too bad

Probably not

That's freaky

No, you're not

Ouch

He's learned something

Something like that

Yikes

Better dead than a demon

Right

Don't debate him, Sam

And this is why

Rip this guy

That's rough, buddy

Sam?

This is just fantastic

Hi.

And she's probably telling the truth

He's got a point

Yeah

Maybe

Always read the fine print

That's obvious

That's fantastic

Man, Crowley, this is sad

I'm sure

Buddy.

Stop now.

That's rough

Sometimes morals are all you can have

The Vibes™

Oh no

It's the only option

Wakey wakey

He is not okay, thank you

I'm sure

Maybe you should duct-tape him, Sam

This is not good

...bold words from you, Sam

Yeah

Welcome to Hell's throne room

I guess

Dude.

Bad idea

Me neither

Is he speaking literally?

Right...

Oh, Cas...

Suspicious

Oh no

Oh, that's really not good

Cas is not ready for this

Yikes

Back in Dean's room

That's interesting

Awww

That's so cute

I miss smiley Dean :(

Oh boy

Uh oh

Well...

Wow

I keep forgetting that Crowley is the king of Hell for a reason

Spooky

There he is

That's just freaky

Interesting

Not sure if I'd call it quality

Fair

Great

Pretty much

Hah! Yeah, right

We really need a map of the bunker

Nice

What was that for, anyway?

Ah

I love the soundtrack

Figures

Yeah, that sounds about right

Oh boy

The Shining much?

Yeah...

Jackles Jacting is interesting here

Yeah, I'll bet

Are you?

Uh oh

It's gonna be a pain to fix that wall

Why did he make that face

Attack hug!

That's weird

Fixing him

Because it hurts

Cas gets it

I think he's good

Hi, Dean

Yeah

Oh, he looks so sad 😭😭😭

Babygirl, your eyebags are like suitcases

Those would be fun to have in my personal library

I'll bet

And he's got to fix Baby!

The Mark

Yeah

Pie!

That's valid

Gee thanks, Cas

Kinda

You left her there???

Yeah

Nah

So? Everyone's tried to kill Sam, you're not special

Good idea

He's got a point

Is that Rowena???

IT IS

Nice

#ashla chick flick moments #supernatural #season 10 episode 3 #soul survivor

[rudemaidenswrite]

One Night Chapter 8

Hope Y’all enjoy this chapter I had fun writing the cute bits.

Word Count: 1159

Warnings: None I think

Author: me @bookchic20

Masterlist

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7  

as always credit to gif owner

“Yes, you’re the father.” You say nodding, looking Dean in the eyes waiting to see his reaction. Waiting, Waiting for disgust, for anger, for repulsion, for so many negative things. But it never came, Dean looked…relieved, and…. happy. You were so confused you thought he would hate you, wouldn’t want anything to do with you ever again. But he looked more calm and serene than you have ever seen him.

 “Mine….no…ours.” He whispers, a smile taking over his face before he slides off the bed to kneel in front of you. His hands go to hover over your stomach, he looks up at you almost begging for permission to touch.

 You nod to him, and he very slowly set his hands on either side of your stomach. So gently as if you would be broken by the smallest movement.  He slowly pushed your flannel to the side and slowly slips your tank top up a little so he can see your little bump. Smiling he leans down and places a short kiss to the small bump. Looking up at you he meets your eyes and reaches one hand up to caress your cheek.

“Why did you leave?” He looks at you with such care and concern. “We…I…I was so worried about you. I…I thought that you were….” Dean sighs, sliding his hands off of you and resting them on his knees for a brief moment before standing up with a deep breath. “I was worried that you didn’t want any of that to have happened.”

 “Dean,” You reach out to take his hand. “I wanted that for so long.”

 “Then why? Why did you leave?” He asks squeezing your hand.

 “I was so afraid…” You start, pulling him closer to you with his hand. “So afraid that you would wake up and just laugh it all off as a drunken mistake. And then when I found out I was pregnant I was even more worried. I know that hunters aren’t supposed to get a happy ending. We don’t get to live the white picket fence life. But…I…I want to raise this baby, but I still want to help people too.”

 Dean sits down on the bed next to you still holding your hand.  “I’m sorry if I ever gave you any indication that I would laugh all this off as a mistake. I have wanted this for as long as I’ve known you. And as far as a kid,” He rubs a hand down his face. “Sure, I never really thought about having a kid, and I don’t know if I’ll be any good at being a dad but with you, I’m willing to try.”

 “Really?” You question looking down. “You mean it? You’re not mad at me?”

 “I won’t lie to you I was pretty upset when you left, but I was never mad. I could never be mad at you.” Dean grabs your chin in his hand and lifts it just a bit to look into your eyes. “I love you.” He practically whispers before leaning in and placing a chaste kiss.

You lean into the kiss and slip a hand up his neck and into his hair. Slowly pulling away from him you lean your forehead against his, and smile. “I thought you didn’t do chick flick moments.” You chuckle, he rolls his eyes at you. “I love you too Dean.”

 “Well, we don’t have to tell anyone about the chick flick moment now do we.” He says leaning in to kiss you again.

   At the Bar

 “Do you think we should have followed them out?” Cas asks.

“Nah I’m sure they’re fine.” Sam answers as he takes another drink of his beer. An awkward silence between the two of them.

“…Should I not have said that she was with child. I figured it was common knowledge.” Cas asks concerned.

“Cas…” Sam sighs. “It’s alright. Personally, I’m glad you said something. I noticed she was pregnant when we first came up here for the job, when she hugged me, I could tell. But I didn’t know when she would tell Dean or if she even would before she had the kid.”

“Ah I see you were worried that she wouldn’t admit that it was his?”

“Sort of. She was just so worried he would be mad at her.” Sam wipes a hand down his face. “Those two are both so stubborn, its like they were made for each other. And Dean would have never been mad at her, he’s had a thing for her since we were young. Ever since Bobby took her in when she was sixteen.” He takes another sip and lets out another sigh. “And Dean loves kids so he will be a great dad and he cares for (Y/N) like crazy, so as long as they are honest with each other they should be fine.

 “Hmm…you know you could be right.” Cas responds.

“I know I am, those two are stubborn.”

“Oh no not about that about them being made for each other.”

“What do you mean?” Sam looks at Cas funny. “You mean like soulmate or something.”

“Precisely. Some people are actually made in pairs. Not all of you humans are, but some of them are.”

“Really soulmates are a thing?” Sam looks at him shocked. “I guess nothing should surprise me anymore, but it sounds like a good thing right? And we don’t normally hear about good things.”

-Back at the motel-

Standing up Dean smiles down at you. “C’mon.” He holds his hand out to you.

“Where are we going?” You ask taking his hand as he pulls you up.

“I know you always like to get something to eat after a hunt and we passed a Waffle house on the way in, and you can get those chocolate chip waffles you love there.”

“Just like that?” You ask.

“What do you mean?” Dean asks, swiping a hair behind your ear.

“I…well…” You start.

“Hey, we said we were gonna be honest with each other, right?”

“Right, its just, After I ran away, and you just found all this out about you going to be a father and whatnot. And you’re fine with all of it? You just want to go on like nothing changed?”

“No.” Dean says causing you to look alarmed at his quick answer. “Now don’t take that wrong. I don’t want to go along like nothings changed, because things have changed. You are back and carrying our child. That does change things, plus I finally told you I love you that makes a big change. A good change, and I am happier than I ever thought I could be.” Dean looks at you lovingly.

“I love you!” You say before embracing him tightly.

Dean hugs you back and places a kiss on the top of your head. “C’mon sweetheart, lets go get you those waffles.” He says as you both head out to the car.

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