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iraprince · 1 year

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Absolutely love the Infodump on Cookie she's so good. however!! I remember you made a trio of characters for this game and were torn about which one to play, then decided the other two could be his attendants.

How are those two, what are they up to?? Have you done much with them in the game so far? (And even if not, wanna give us some tastey information about 'em?)

💜

oooh yes! those two are sir velvet the unsmiling (it/she), and damned-if-i-do/dandy (he/they). let's pull up their art (esp now that i have crispy clean new scans!!! i think i have only ever posted this art as shitty phone pics prior to this)

ANYWAY. it turns out that even though attendants are a built-in part of the noble sweetheart playbook (cookie's title) and you're SUPPOSED to be using them... for me in practice, when i'm actually playing the game, i just keep totally forgetting lmfao!!!! :') rping with my other party members and chasing quests and stuff is so engaging that my brain is totally booked with just being cookie, let alone two additional npcs, so sadly dandy and velvet have not gotten a ton of screentime in the current campaign

BUT that really just makes me eager to one day play them properly in a different campaign, whether that's them each taking their turn as player characters like was originally intended, or when i'm GMing a campaign of my own (i'm trying to write up something for my friends, but i have no idea when it's actually gonna happen bc i'm so busy rip... but when i do, cookie and her attendants will def be npcs)

i honestly don't have MUCH i can say abt them, bc since i haven't played them much i also havent developed them much... i suppose i can give summaries tho!

in terms of vibes velvet is very much like, "guy who is brooding so hard that it stops being mysterious or having any gravity at all and is mostly just making people wonder if she's like? okay?????" like there is only so long you can spend with your back to the rest of the group clenching your fist and muttering to yourself before people just start kind of glossing over it and being like "oh haha that's CLASSIC sir velvet the unsmiling!!!"... mix this with a heady dose of "[nasal voice] UM, you forgot to collect the homework" and somehow you have created a creature ideal for wrangling cookie's effusive elaborate scatterbrained whims, somehow, most of the time. velvet is really similar to a different Brooding Goth Knight character i have wherein my formula is "make a character who looks extremely fucking sicknasty badass, then never ever ever stop making fun of them ever"

dandy is cookie's quartermaster, and so unlike velvet (who's usually assumed to be traveling around with cookie, even if i am constantly forgetting to roleplay that it's doing that) he mostly chills at chateau gorgeous looking after his liege's affairs and making sure the ppl who live there are fed + sheltered + generally taken care of. they are pretty much velvet's exact opposite in terms of temperament; EVERYTHING gets velvet's hackles up, NOTHING phases dandy. i need to be careful bc i am starting to arbitrarily ship them just from typing this. anyway, dandy is largely non-verbal; they're able to speak if really necessary, but they would just rather not, and if there's really no way around it they'd rather just sidle over to cookie and whisper it to her, and then let her communicate whatever they want to say to the rest of the group on their behalf; if cookie's not around, you're just gonna have to figure out how to communicate w him otherwise. which always works out fine bc dandy is very patient and used to getting along in silence!

that's about all i've got rn... i will def post it here if i come up with or draw anything else that's fun tho :) ty for the ask!

#my art #my ocs #sapphicworld #nonsexual nudity #cooking with gorgeous #sir velvet #dandy

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meltwonu · 3 years

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| 𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔩 𝔦 𝔪𝔢𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 | [CHAPTER 3]

pairing; fratboy!wonwoo x reader

this chapter’s notes; fratboy!wonwoo, possessive!dom!wonwoo, daddy!kink, sex toys, dirty talk, squirting, fingering, oral(fem receiving), sexy aftercare! YALL WHAT A WEEK EH? 🥴 I’m exhausted and about to sleep thru the entire weekend(in actuality☠️) fkjhsdh Will try to answer inbox msgs if I’m not too tired(if I am, def sunday!)💕💕💕 and maybe thirst posts in between sleep if I can! 😗 Exciting!! I’m trying to be a bit more active, at least on the weekends lol baby steps!!😭💕 Anyway, I hope y’all have a lovely weekend~ Enjoy ch 3! I love u!! 💕

chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - x - x

“Is this… It?”

Wonwoo laughs; the smell of alcohol on his lips when he leans towards you. “No, I just thought we’d have a little fun before I gave you your real present later, is all.”

The party had ‘started’ at least an hour ago and Wonwoo, despite his dislike of parties, was already three drinks in by the time you were knocking on the front door of the loud frat house. He’d dragged you to the kitchen to make you a drink while you chatted with others for a bit before he was tugging you up the stairs and into his room.

“Unless you don’t wanna play, ‘cause that’s okay too.”

He twirls the vibrating panties around his index finger - head tilted slightly in your direction. You roll your eyes in return, reaching for the fabric as you lean in closer to his warmth. “Me? Not wanting to play? Do you even know me?” You quip back, already taking the fabric from between his fingertips as you reach under your skirt to start removing your panties to replace them with the ones Wonwoo had given you.

Biting his lip, he watches as you slowly slide your panties down your legs. “I’m trying to get to know you.” He mumbles - more to himself than to you but the slight giggle he hears from you lets him know that you heard him perfectly clear.

“I know. Although, let’s be real, we haven’t done much talking, huh?”

Wonwoo’s lips purse into an embarrassed smile; cheeks a pale pink when you finish changing and toss him your old panties.

“We can go on a date? Tomorrow? Sunday?” He offers - taking the fabric and putting it in his pants pocket for keeps.

Nodding, you reach for his hand, squeezing it before linking your fingers with his.

“Let’s figure it out when you’re not already 3 drinks in, hmm?”

You catch up and surpass Wonwoo’s level of drunkenness in no time; taking shots with Soonyoung before Wonwoo can finally catch you.

“H-hey!” The room spins as Wonwoo grabs your arm and you find yourself in the familiar empty kitchen as your eyes try to adjust to the brightness. “I was, hic, gonna drink another s-shot!”

“I know, but you need water and I’ve been trying to get you to drink some for the last 25 minutes.”

“Daddy, why’re you so meaaaaan…”

Wonwoo pauses, fingers frozen on the bottle cap before he turns to you. He hands you the bottle silently before reaching for his phone - eyes on you as you start to down the contents.

It only takes a few seconds before the vibrations start and you’re taken by surprise as you sputter and spill water all over the countertop and floor.

“Good girls know when to behave. And you’re not doing so well right now, sweetheart.”

Your thighs clamp together, fingertips almost crushing the plastic bottle as the vibrations send thrums of arousal pouring over your body in an instant. “Ah, I--hic, wh--what, but--but I…” The alcohol makes your body much more sensitive and your head feels hazy and overwhelmed with the toy pressed firmly against your clit. “Buh--but I just wanted to d-drink…”

“And I wanted you to drink some water and you ran to take shots, princess.”

Pouting, you shakily place the half empty bottle down onto the counter before you walk up to Wonwoo. You wrap your arms around his waist, quiet moans rolling off your lips as you stare up at his intoxicated expression. “Well, I was trying to until you decided to make me spill it...”

Wonwoo’s soft laughter reverberates in your chest and he’s quick to turn off the toy as you slump against him.

“Can we go back up to your room now, daddy?” Your voice is slightly slurred and muffled against his shirt; eyes fluttering shut as you inhale his addicting scent.

“Now where’d all the fun be in that, princess?”

Throughout the night, Wonwoo sporadically turns the toy on - making you jolt and latch onto the nearest person or object as your legs threaten to give out when he doesn’t always start off with the lowest setting.

“Whoa, you okay?” Mingyu asks, brows furrowed when your vice-like grip on his arm only tightens as Wonwoo sets the vibration speed higher. “You look like you’re gonna be sick. You might wanna slow down on those drinks.” Minghao nods in agreement, stepping closer to you to place a hand against your warm forehead.

“She’s kinda warm too. Must be all the alcohol.”

The pair nod to each other, convincing themselves it was all the drinks as Wonwoo shoots you a cocky smirk. You shift your weight to your left leg, making the toy sit perfectly against your clit in the process. The wetness in your panties was already unbearable and it was only getting worse.

“Fu--fuck… I’m okay, just---um, I think I need to go to the restroom.” You excuse yourself just as Wonwoo turns the toy off again and you pry your sweaty palm off of Mingyu’s arm before making a beeline for the restroom down the hall. Naturally, there’s a small line to get in and despite the fact you don’t really need to go, you figure splashing some water on your face would help you a little.

“My, my, who do we have here?”

It’s a voice you don’t recognize and when you lift your head to face the person in front of you, it’s a male you don’t know either. “Um… Can I… Help you?” You ask meekly. He’s very obviously inebriated, eyes unfocused as he gives you a once over before licking his lips.

“D’you wanna go in together? You can help me in there if you’d like.”

You can only grimace - fully ready to give him a piece of your mind when an arm slings around your shoulder and you feel yourself being tucked protectively into Wonwoo’s side.

“Sorry, but she’s going to be helping me right now, won’t you, princess?”

The tenseness in Wonwoo’s jaw is ever present even when he’s situated between your trembling thighs - the tip of his tongue running through your soaked folds before he slightly pulls away.

“Wanted to play with you downstairs a little longer but, ah, well… Isn’t this more fun, princess?”

“A-ah, will they b-be mad you’re, mmh, ditching your own p-party though…?” Wonwoo grins, eyes peering up at your slightly unfocused stare and your swollen lips.

“I don’t even think they noticed I was gone, sweetheart.”

Wonwoo leans in, dragging his tongue from your clit to your entrance as slowly as possible as you whine and start to ease your fingertips into his hair. “Oh, d-daddy…” You tug slightly, pulling him closer towards you as you start to grind against his waiting tongue.

“Oh, god, it feels s-so good… Been w-waiting for you to, ah, t-touch me all night…” He moves slow, circling your clit with his tongue before sucking the nub into his mouth. Garbled noises spill from your lips - mixing in with soft pleas for him to do more.

But despite Wonwoo’s original annoyance of someone else trying to hit on you, that being the reason he even decided to leave the party, he finds it all melting away the second you start moaning his name in pleasure.

He dips his tongue into your entrance, collecting the wetness on it as he moans against your skin at how sweet you taste. It sends shivers up your spine - toes curling and hips bucking up towards his mouth as you chase the feeling. “Wonwoo… D-daddy, more… Ah, please, w-wanna feel your f-fingers too…”

“Fucked your pretty ‘lil cunt so good yesterday and you’re still so needy, huh, princess?” He reaches his hand in between your legs, popping his fingers into his wet mouth before running them through your folds.

“So greedy. Always want your cunt stuffed full of me, hmm? Whether it’s my cock or my fingers. Even just having my tongue on you is enough to get you to cum.” Once he deems his fingers wet enough, he positions his index and middle finger at your entrance before he starts to slowly sink them both inside of you. “Pretty ‘lil cunt is always ready to take my cock, isn’t it?”

You’re so wet that his fingers slide in easily; already curling into your g-spot as you cry loudly into the air. “O-oh, fuck! Daddy, please…!” Letting go of Wonwoo’s hair, you opt to tangle your fingers into his bed sheets - simultaneously spreading your quivering legs further apart when he starts to thrust his fingers into you at a moderate pace.

“Please? Please what, sweetheart? Use your words.”

Wonwoo scissors his fingers, stretching your pussy open as you throw your head back against his pillows. “Ngh, want y-you to fuck me, ah, d-daddy… Wanna feel your cock i-inside…” He smiles, leaning back in to pepper kisses on your inner thighs before you feel his tongue on your clit again.

He flicks the nub with the tip of his tongue at the same time he curls his fingers into your g-spot, sending your overly sensitive body hurtling towards an orgasm as you whine and mewl above him.

“D-daddy… I c-can’t, I--ah!”

Your walls clamp down hard onto his fingers; entire body trembling as you cum on his fingers and his tongue. And he works you through it - curling and wiggling his fingers inside your pussy to milk your orgasm.

“Mm, now you’re even more wet, princess~ Ready to take my cock?” Your head is buzzing, fingertips loosening their grip on the bed sheets when he slowly starts to pull his fingers from inside of you. “Mmhmm… Ah, hurry d-daddy… fuh--feels so e-empty…”

Wonwoo slowly sits up from between your legs; popping the wet digits into his mouth to lick off your wetness.

“So insatiable.”

You realize when Wonwoo positions his cock at your entrance that this is truly the first time you get to see his naked body since he’d come back.

“Daddy, I--”

The words get caught in your throat as he swiftly bottoms out in a singular thrust; his abs tightening and showing off his toned muscles as you feel yourself start to drool over his physique.

You tell yourself to ask him for pictures later, if you can remember.

The oversensitivity in your body makes you whimper and you’re quick to wrap your legs around his waist when he starts a moderately quick pace.

“Fuck, you’re so pretty, sweetheart.” Admittedly, Wonwoo knows he won’t be able to hold out for very long himself - already too aroused to stave off his orgasm for much longer with your slick walls sucking his cock in deeper. “And you’re all mine, right?”

You nod back frantically, bleary eyes peering up at Wonwoo’s own blown out pupils. “Ngh, y-yes, fuck! I’m, hah, y-yours… God, I don’t wan’t a-anyone, ah, else, daddy…”

Your words go straight to his cock as he growls, “That’s right. Only daddy gives you what you want, right, princess? Only my cock satisfies you the way you want - filling you up to the brim and keeping you full, just how you like it.”

“Mmh, oh g-god, Wonwoo…” Whines pour from your mouth as you dig your heels into his lower back to press him closer into you.

His cock grazes against your cervix as you mewl; back arching off the bed with how deep he was fucking you.

He uses a free hand to reach down to your clit, rubbing the swollen, sensitive nub between his fingertips as you immediately latch a shaky hand onto his forearm. “P-please, oh, mmh!”

Wonwoo smirks, watching as your eyes cross from the immense pleasure pouring over your body. “C’mon, princess. Wanna feel you cumming on my cock again before I fill this filthy ‘lil cunt of yours with cum.”

You’re reduced to rushed, broken cries of his name as the pressure builds inside your body quickly; only a loud gasp falling from your lips as the tension snaps for a second time, only this time, much stronger than the first.

“Fuck, that’s right, cum for me, baby.”

He works you through your orgasm, fucking you harder as you squirt all over his lower half and the bed sheets.

Drool dribbles down your chin, thighs shaking uncontrollably when Wonwoo pulls all the way out to tap the head of his cock against your sensitive clit - making your body jolt with each slap before he’s quickly sheathing his throbbing cock back inside your tight cunt.

“God, you’re so tight and wet, princess. Bet you feel so fuckin’ good, huh?” Wonwoo licks his lips, “Gonna cum inside your pretty ‘lil cunt now, okay?”

You nod, lips parted in quiet moans when you feel his thick cock throbbing between your walls. “H-hurry, give it to me, d-daddy… Wanna feel y-you, ah, cumming inside my p-pussy…”

He only groans in return, letting the pleasure wash over him as his orgasm starts to crest.

This time, you work him through it - clenching around his cock as he continues to thrust into you. “Mmh... suh--so good...” You slur out; head fuzzy as you bathe in the post orgasmic haze.

And Wonwoo fares no better - fingertips digging into your skin as he rides out his high.

“Oh... fuck.”

When you come to, it doesn’t even fully process to you what’d happened.

“Sweetheart? Princess? Baby?”

Wonwoo’s voice sounds muffled as you try to sit up, but he’s quick to slow you down as he sighs. “Ah, not--not so fast. You just passed out, I was... really scared for a second there, sweetheart.” He leans in close, checking your eyes before gently stroking your cheek. “Are you okay? Feeling faint? Does your head hurt? Or any part of you, really.”

“I--I don’t even remember that happening... Just, you were cumming and then everything went... dark.” You shake the tension from your body - already noting that you were re-dressed in your panties and one of Wonwoo’s big shirts. “I... Well, I’m not drunk anymore?”

He shakes his head as you laugh airily; trying to ease his nerves. “Baby, are you sure you’re okay?” The ‘baby’ makes your heart jump as you mumble a shy ‘mmhmm’ back.

“Okay, now you really need to drink some water. I got you cleaned up while you were out and put you in some warm clothes. I’ll grab you something to eat from downstairs in a bit, I’m sure there’s boxes of pizza still down there.” Wonwoo grabs a water bottle from the nightstand, handing it to you as he sits by your side. “I haven’t even given you your actual gift and you already passed out once for the night.”

Gently slapping his arm, you down half the water bottle before you pass it back to him.

“Can I still have it or will it also make me pass out again?”

This time, the two of you share a laugh as he gets up from the bed and walks over to his dresser to fetch a small box. “I mean, I guess it depends on how you see it?”

He passes you the small box - slightly nervous when you start to inspect it.

“You’re not trying to pull a Van Gogh moment with a cut off piece of ear or something are you?” Wonwoo laughs; loud and exaggerated.

“Sadly not. But open it, I think you’ll like it.”

You start opening the small box, pulling away the layers of printed tissue paper to reveal a set of two keys. “Keys?”

“Mmhmm.”

“To... The library?”

Wonwoo snorts, doubling over in laughter as he slaps his leg. “N-no... A key for the frat house and a key... for my bedroom. So you can have access here whenever you want. Or need, really.”

You’re taken by surprise as you dangle the keys in front of your face; cheeks warming up at the fact Wonwoo essentially gave you keys to his private space. “I--Wow, I--Wonwoo... This, wow... I don’t know what to say.”

“Good or bad?”

“G-good! Really really good but just... are you sure?”

He nods back - shy eyes avoiding the way you stare at him.

“I--I want to trust you more and I want you to trust me too. You don’t have to give me keys to your place or anything at all. I just want you to know that you have a place here if you want to study or just chill. I don’t have a big work load this semester so I’m in here a lot anyway. And let’s be real, we can’t alway mess around in the library, right?”

He chuckles gently under his breath, “But we can play all we want in here.”

You nod, mentally contemplating whether or not to do the same.

I’ll think about it later, you tell yourself.

“What if wanna just sleep here with you, hmm? Nothin’ sexy.” You ask, twirling the keys around your finger.

“You can do that. I’d like that actually. Why don’t we do that tonight, huh, baby? Stay the night and then we can go out for breakfast in the morning.”

Biting your lip, you place the keys back into the box before setting it on the nightstand. “I’d like that too.”

Wonwoo gets up from the bed, dusting off his sweats before readjusting his glasses.

“For now, I think you need to eat some cold pizza from downstairs. I’ll be right back, okay?”

“Okay~”

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90sbokuto · 4 years

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“ pretty setter squad + your birthday ”

including: oikawa, kageyama, sugawara, kenma and akaashi

genre: extreme fluff

tags: birthday, setters and fluff

a/n: the pretty setter squad celebrating their s/o’s birthday is golden 😌🤚 i absolutely adore this AND THE SIMP IN ME IS CRYING SHDJBJKABD ngl this one hit a lil close to home cause my birthday was last weekend 😭

request: “Heyyy could you maybe do head canons for what kind of gift the pretty setter squad (you pick one if they’re too many) would get their s/o on their birthday??? 💖💖💖”

— toru oikawa

- he’s a pretty boy for sure, if anyone HASN’T noticed ahem, please refer to the gif above

- def the type to take you on a date for your birthday and surprise you with a necklace, ring or some sort of jewelry

- extra points if you put it on or ask him to help you put it on right there, on the spot

- specifically loves getting you little and necklaces, he thinks they look classy and he loves to see your reaction and how you look 🥺

- in fact he would probably have the exact measurements for all that on the notes app in his phone ahsasdkasjhdas dawg you’d be so lucky,,

- i can only imagine his love language being a mix of gifts and words of affirmation

- for SURE to text you a long paragraph about how much you mean to him, how you’re his pretty baby, how honored he is to celebrate your birthday with him and how amazing he wants your special day to be

- outside of that, he’d be such a big nerd when it comes to listening to the things you like

- and if he’s not sure, please be expecting a gift card to a place he’s taken you before or have talked about before

- you’re his little cutie right? and he thinks it’s only right that he knows what you like

- if you even remotely mention a certain book you like, he kinda looks into it and keeps a mental note that this is something you would potentially want

- oikawa is very attentive, especially when it comes to you and quite frankly, this makes birthdays special for you!! all he wants is for you to be happy and not have to worry about anything on your big day

— tobio kageyama

- crackhead shit man, but i swear it’d be so enjoyable

- HIM AND HINATA CAME UP WITH THE BRILLIANT IDEA TO THROW A BIRTHDAY PARTY FOR YOU AT AN ARCADE

- and everyone else knew about it except you

- so kageyama said you guys were gonna go bowling since the arcade and karaoke room was in the same building,, but he was adamant that y’all had to do karaoke first

- so he led you to this dark room in the arcade and once he flipped the light on, all of you guys friends cheered “ surprise!! ”

- he was BEAMING seeing your reaction 🥺

- you had happy tears in your eyes ! all of this was just organized specifically for you !

- there were streamers everywhere, balloons, confetti, everything really ! and they were in all your favorite colors :)

- “ happy birthday y/n!! ” he cheered along, kissing you on the cheek

- y’all did everything under the sun that night, laser tag, bowling, karaoke, arcade games

- and suga pushed kags to give a lil speech wishing you a happy birthday!!

- lastly, the birthday cake was wheeled out! :) it was a cute little white and blue cake that said “ happy birthday y/n ” with the reaction meme you always send

- cause god forbid he put tanaka and noya in charge of helping out with the cake 👁👄👁

— sugawara koushi

- he’d be quite confused on what to surprise you with, because he’s always trying to top the birthday from the year before and try something new

- when he was talking with noya and asahi, and brought up that he doesn’t know what to get you, noya brought the idea up to go somewhere

- he’d never really asked you where you wanted to travel to before and didn’t want to ask you and give any hint about the surprise

- so he impulsively bought two tickets to maui, hawaii for the weekend of your birthday

- over that week , you begin to notice that some of your favorite clothes are going missing, including underwear, socks, shoes, etc LMFAOO AND HE DOESN’T TELL YOU HE’S TRYING TO PACK AND SURPRISE YOU

- and the night before the flight, he goes out to get dinner and leaves the ticket in an envelope on the nightstand, with a note that says, “ happy birthday baby! ”

- as you tear open the envelope, there lies the flight ticket and a note that says to check the closet

- you open the closet door to one of your suitcases packed to the brim, and as you open it, there lies all your favorite clothes and stuff you normally use on a daily basis

- suga just does NOT miss and we love to see it

- when he gets back, you just pull him into a big hug and he’s confused for a moment due to the escapades involved with trying to get the food and then realizes

- he hugs you back and says softly to you

- “ happy birthday sweetheart .. ”

— kenma kozume

- god lmFAO , out of the blue he just texts kuroo and asks how to wrap a polaroid

- most likely orders your birthday gift months in advance but just never wraps it 👁👄👁

- he noticed that you always like to take pictures whenever the two of you go somewhere, as you say, “ to document the moment.”

- will he fight someone over having the last one of your favorite color in their cart somehow? probably. is it worth it? no. is it funny? hilarious.

- kuroo has to steal his laptop just so he’ll stop arguing with this random lady who was just trying to buy it for their granddaughter

- in the end though , he ended up finding a tutorial on YouTube on how to wrap the little box for the Polaroid and it actually came out really cute

- there’s a little bow on it and all 🥺

- when he gives it to you and you tear of the wrapping paper , he feels the excitement in the pit of his stomach

- he got to make his - insert name’s - birthday remarkable and the way your smile lights up the room when you realize what your present is, makes him just as happy

- “ i love it kenma! thank you! ” you exclaim, before kissing him on the cheek

- “ i’m happy you like it, kitten. ” he says, flashing you a soft smile

- and the first photo you take using the polaroid is one of kenma eating a slice of your vanilla birthday cake

— akaashi keiji

- first off, you’d be getting roses ,, akaashi would do classic things for you and roses are the perfect present to start your birthday off

- he planned a surprise birthday date !! going to a carnival later that night and taking you to all the fun little rides

- you’d been talking about going out and doing something fun for the past few weeks too so it was perfectly

- bokuto did @ you on twitter trying to fight you because ‘fridays are for the boys’, yes even though it IS your birthday NDSJFSD 😔✊

- he won you a big duck plushie 🥺 and y’all were stumped about what to name him while you ate dinner

- “ what about cheese? he is orange-ish. ” he tried not to laugh through a sip of water

- “ i’m not naming the duck cheese.” you laughed, staring at the big duck in a chair next to the both of you

- “ what if cheddar is his first name and then his last name is cheese?” you said before burying your face in the menu just to suppress laughter

- nevertheless though, y’all both bust UP before eating

- and as you both finish your meals and you think akaashi’s gonna get up to pay, waiters surround your table and they began singing happy birthday before putting a little chocolate lava cookie on the table

- “ happy birthday love! ” he said, bringing your hand up to his lips before kissing it softly

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sugarcoatedshawn · 5 years

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🌙 congrats on 400!! wow i love u and ur blog sm💜 i def ship w the one and only CALUM HOOD. like we talked ab earlier you and cal and german shepard corgi mix - the dream. i wanna cry yall would be so cute. anyways u know me pretty well im a CrazyBitch™, i need someone to love me to function, and i just want a soft boy to play with my hair thats all i ask for in life. ok bye its way too late for this lmao. bless me w ur ship please i love you😘😘

OKAY HI I LOVE U AMD UR BLOG WITH ALL OF MY HEART THANK U OF TELLING ME TO DO SHIPS CAUSE THEY ARE SO MUCH FUN ❤️ ❤️

alright so i KNOW u ship me with cal too but like i shiP u with him tOO so, yes I pick Calum (we can be sister wives lmaOOOOO)

Okay, so you and Cal are having a little movie night. You two are sitting and cuddling on the couch. Cal is behind you with his arms wrapped around your waist, hands resting on your stomach and you sitting in between his legs with your head laying on his chest, with a Duke sitting in your lap. Calum and you are watching some stand-up shows on Netflix, both of you needing some light after your respective busy and hard days. After eating some takeaway, Calum zones out from watching the show and turns his attention to you. He loves watching how you laugh; how your face scrunches up and your wide smile when you let out some giggles. He even loves the big, boisterous cackle that you have labelled as your ‘ugly laugh’. In fact, he especially loves your ‘ugly laugh’ as it is just you being natural around him. When the current episode ends, you become aware of Cal’s gazing. “Why are staring at me? Is there food on my face?.” “No, no love. I- I just.” You turn around to face him, sitting over his legs. “You what Cal? You’re worrying me.” “Baby, I love you, with my entire being. I have never felt so connected to someone. Someone has never made me feel so loved and appreciated. I cannot thank you enough, love.” “Cal, you’re gonna make me cry.” “I’m not done. You made me believe in love again, sweetheart. Seriously I don’t deserve you at all.” “Calum, you deserve everything and more. I love you too, bubs.” Calum cups your face in his hand and using his thumb, he wipes away a stray tear. Calum embraces you and pulls you into a delicate and soft kiss. Pulling away, Calum whispers sweet words into your ear, “I love you so goddamn much, love.”

YO IM CRYING I DONT KNOW WHAT I HAVE DONE BUT I HAVE ATTACKED MYSELF WHAT THE

song: Talk Fast by 5sos (i actually am not 100% sure why,, i think its because u give off similar vibes ???)

OKAY I LOVE U AND I HOPE U LOVE UR BLURB AS MUCH AS I LOVED WRITING IT SERIOUSLY THANK YOU FOR SENDING IN ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

#bella does 400 followers ships

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prettyxlittlexwriter · 6 years

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Vday Challenge Day 2 - Forgotten Pasts

Day 2 - Song by a male artist - Pour Some Sugar On Me - Def Leopard (Click the link for a PG-13 Pole Dance Class Routine that i used for inspiration!) Lyrics in Bold

Dean Winchester x Reader (With a dash of Sam!)

Confession - I had this story in my head and needed a song to match it to. I did it backwards. I’m sorry! BUT! Thank you for reading and thank you to all the amazing writers in all sorts of fandoms who are participating in our #2018 Vday Challenge! I love you all so much!

Smoothing down your shirt, you gaze at your reflection in the mirror and shift uncomfortably. Your plaid, pleated skirt barely covers your bottom, your thigh high stockings are itchy and your push-up bra is digging into you something fierce.

“Let’s get this over with,” you mutter, steeling yourself as you leave your room and knock on the motel room door next to yours. Dean Winchester opens the door and his jaw drops.

“Sweet Saint Cecilia… she’s a school girl,” he mutters lowly.

“Dean,” Sam hisses, appearing behind him and tossing you an apologetic smile.

“And what are you supposed to be?” you glare at Dean, dressed in his Fed suit and tie get up.

“FBI,” he replies, flashing you a badge.

“Female Body Inspector,” you read aloud before rolling your eyes. “Nice. You will fit right in at this frat party, along with Officer Naughty over here,” you say, flicking your head towards Sam, who was wearing a police uniform.

“Look, let’s just get in, get the spell book and get out,” Sam says. You nod and head for the Impala, thinking in spite of the ridiculous costumes, the Halloween party that the Fraternity was hosting was the perfect cover. You’d been able to trace all the strange happenings in this college town to a house on Fraternity Row and best you could tell, the brothers were using the spells as part of their pledge recruitment and initiation.

You can hear the music thumping as Dean parks Baby a block away. The late October air has a chill as you hurry across the lawn, your body barely covered. You shiver as with each passing second, you are growing more and more tired of this horrible slutty school girl ensemble.

Crossing the threshold of the huge, old Frat House, you are met with wall to wall people, in costumes of all kinds, all with beer cans or red solo cups in their hands.

“Looks like slutty school girl was a theme this year,” Dean yells over the loud music, glancing around at all the college co-eds. “Slutty cat, slutty witch, slutty pirate wench…”

“Shut up and find the book!” You shout, pushing away from him. You weave your way through the crowd, into a large room where a DJ was set up next to a stage, complete with stripper pole, where several drunk girls were doing their best sexy pole dances. You rolled your eyes, smiling wryly to yourself as you continued to search.

You met up with the guys at the other end of the house.

“Nothing down here,” Sam shouts. “We have to get upstairs.” You glance towards the large, grand staircase, which was currently being blocked by two big, burly Sigma Kappa Alpha brothers. Putting on your best drunk girl act, you stumble towards the staircase.

“Need a bathroom,” you hiccup, trying to push past.

“Upstairs is off limits,” one of the dudes says, gripping your arms tightly and spinning you around. “Bathrooms down the hall on the right off the kitchen.” Frowning, you stagger back to Sam and Dean

“We need a distraction,” Dean yells. “I’m gonna pull a fire alarm.” As he began to scan the room, the Def Leppard classic “Pour Some Sugar On Me” began to pump from the large speakers and you were struck with a better idea.

“Wait, no,” you say, placing a hand on his arm. “I got this. Just be ready to go as soon as their not watching.” With renewed determination you muscle your way through the crowd towards the stage. Untucking your white button down shirt, you knot the ends just below your bust and tug on the elastic holding your pony tail, shaking out your long hair. Placing both hand so the stage, you hoist yourself up and turn to face the crowd, your eyes landing on Dean and Sam, both with eyebrows raised, watching on with a slightly confused expression. You force yourself to look away, to shove down your nerves and humiliation as you cross the stage, wrapping your hand around the cold steel pole. Reaching out, you hook your right ankle around the base and push off with your left foot, sending yourself twirling around in a circle.

Razzle ‘n’ a dazzle 'n’ a flash a little light, Television lover, baby, go all night, Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet, Little miss ah innocent sugar me, yeah

Listening to the music, you let yourself go and allow muscle memory to take over. The hair flips, the hip rolls, it all begins to come back to you. You stop, aligning the pole with your spine, shimmying down and back up, your body moving in time with the music. With another hair flip, you turn and kick your leg up high, hooking your knee around the pole, you spin again, this time, hooked onto the pole by only your leg, your skirt falling back, exposing your black panties and lacy stockings, eliciting more whoops and whistles from the college guys.

Listen! red light, yellow light, green-a-light go!, Crazy little woman in a one man show, Mirror queen, mannequine, rhythm of love, Sweet dream, saccharine, loosen up, Loosen up

“Son of a…” Dean breaths, his eye trained on the girl who, up until a few second ago, he was sure had never been a naughty anything. Even the other girls on stage had moved away and were watching on in awe, clearly realizing they were in the presence of a master.

“Wow,” Sam agrees. “Dean… it’s working, look!” Dean yanks his eyes away from the stage long enough to see that the two beefy guard dogs were also transfixed on your sexy display. Sam takes off towards the stairs while Dean watches on, jaw slack. The last time he saw a display this sexy, he’d had to pay a hefty door charge and burn through a stack of one dollar bills.

Some guys near the stage are starting to get rowdy, all jazzed up from the raw sex appeal on the stage and Dean is jarred from his stupor, shoving drunk bodies out of his path. You are filled with a strange mix of relief and mortification when you glance down and see him standing there. His eyes are dark and serious and you know that you will never, ever hear the end of this.

You got the peaches, I got the cream, Sweet to taste, saccharine, Cause I’m hot, say what, sticky sweet, From my head, my head, to my feet

Dropping down to your knees, you slap both palms on the ground and grind your body against the stage. As you glance up up through the hair that had fallen over your face, you see Sam at the back of the room signaling to you. You push yourself up and straightening your clothes, you crouch down at the edge of the stage, placing your hands on Dean’s broad shoulders as he grabs your waist, lifting you off the stage and setting you back down on the ground.

“Sam’s got it,” you tell him, but he’s looking at you like he’s forgotten every word in the English language. Feeling an embarrassed flush creep up your neck, you grab his hand and tow him towards the exit.

“Way to go, you lucky bastard,” an inebriated guy tells Dean as he passes, slapping him heartily on the back. You bite down hard on the inside of your cheek as you rejoin Sam, the three of you making a hasty exit.

You all but run for the car, the thin layer of sweat coating your body making you shiver in the cool night air. You slide into the backseat and no one speaks as Dean starts the engine. He pulls away from the curb, navigating back to the motel while Sam flips through the worn pages of the old book he’s just confiscated. Your ears are burning as you untie your shirt and try your best to tuck it back into your skirt. After several long, uncomfortable minutes, Dean clears his throat.

“Anyone need anything at the store before we get back?” he asks and you glare at the back of his head. “Cause I have a craving for something… sugary.”

“God damn it, Dean,” you shout. “You couldn’t help yourself, could you?”

“I’m sorry, Y/N,” Sam said, twisting in his seat to face you. “But that was…”

“Stop, please,” you beg.

“Come on, sweetheart,” Dean coaxed. “You have to tell us where you learned to, uh, dance like that.”

“So you guys are the only ones who get to have pasts?” you huff. “You’ve got your secrets, this is one of mine. Can we just leave it at that?”

“Sweetheart, I’ve seen a lot of strippers in my day,” Dean pushes, “That was no amature night.”

“Sam, please tell me there is a spell in there to erase someone’s memory,” you whine.

“No way, this memory is mine,” Dean replies, tapping his head. “Forever and ever and ever…”

You cross your arms over your chest and sink down deep into your seat, glaring out the front windshield. As soon as Dean pulls back up to the motel, you’re out of the car and crossing the parking lot to your room. You want to get out of these clothes and wash away the memory of tonight’s display, along with all the other bad memories it brought back to the surface. As you shut and lock the door behind you, you realize that each of the times you’ve dragged your ass back to your room covered in guts, blood, and death, not one of those times did you feel as gross as you did tonight.

To be continued……………….

#2018 vday challenge #supernatural #SPN FANDOM #spn fan fic #Dean x Reader #Sam Winchester #dean winchester #dean winchester fanfiction #fan fiction

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superunnatural6667 · 7 years

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The Apple Pie Life (pt.9)

(Dean, Reader, Sam, Castiel, Bobby, Lucifer, Micheal) WARNING: language, feels :( ... "So what now?" You mumbled at the table. "Now... we drive to Detroit and I say yes to Lucifer..." Sam sighed leaning back in his chair. "Well leave tomorrow morning." ____ "You wanna talk?" You asked Dean, pulling the covers over you. "Not really." He mumbled spitting toothpaste into the skink. "Dean..." you sat up. Dean sat at the end of the bed, his elbows on his knees, his face in his hands. You crawled over and wrapped your arms around him from behind, resting your head on his shoulder. "I'm here when your ready to talk..." "I don't think I'll wanna talk." He huffed. "And why is that?" You felt his muscles tighten and he huffed. What was going on with him. He seemed angry. "Dean." He shot up, off of the bed. You leaned back on your legs and watched him furiously rub his hands down his face and through his hair. "What are we doing Y/N?" "I don't know what you mean." "I mean soulmates! Soulmates? I told you I'm not one to believe in shit like that! I was never able to keep a women, but you and me have been together longer then any women I've been with! So what if we're in way over our heads!? What if this is just some bullshit!" You felt hot tears roll down your cheeks. There was no way he just lost interest in you. Could it? Dean huffed and walked towards the bedroom door. "Don't you dare go into the garage Winchester." You sobbed. Dean let go of the door handles and turned to face you. You could see a mix of sadness and anger in his eyes. "You don't have to believe in that soulmate shit. We don't have to think of each other that way." More tears fell down your face. "We've been through so much Dean. Your gonna be stuck with me wether you like it or not because I love you. And I know you love me. Your just scared. Scared about losing Sam. Scared that maybe one day you'll lose me. So your pushing me away. Don't." By this time Dean was standing in front of you. You cupped his cheeks, making him look at you. But he wouldn't make eyes contact. "Dean Winchester I love you so much. And we are gonna get through this. Together. We will find a way to get Sam back when this goes down. But I need you to talk to me." You sniffled. Dean looked at you with his beautiful green orbs. "I am scared." He sighed. "Scared that I'm losing Sam. Scared that one day I might lose you. I'm broken... I'm just a weight." "I was broken too. Need I remind you how I became a hunter... how about how you saved me at the bar. You kicked that dudes ass." You laughed. Dean smiled. "Don't leave me." Dean put his hands over yours, and locked your fingers with his. "You're to perfect." He smiled and kissed you. You broke the kiss and pulled him into the bed. He smirked at you and wiggles his eyebrows. "Your not getting lucky Winchester. We have... a big day tomorrow." ____ Everyone got up at quarter to five. You were still soooo tired. You managed to get dressed and eat breakfast, but while everyone else was getting ready, you passed out on the couch. Dean walked in the living room and saw you sleeping. He smiled to himself and picked you up bridal style, carrying you to Baby. He closed the back door just as Bobby and Sam walked out of the house. "Y/N?" Sam asked. "Sleeping." Dean nodded. "Let's get this show on the road." Bobby said walking towards the van. "Where's Cas?" Dean asked. "I am here." Cas said from behind Bobby. "You're comin with me boy." Bobby motioned towards the van. ____ "I want you to promise me something." Sam said to Dean. "Yeah anything." "Don't try and bring me back." Dean went to go protest but Sam stopped him. "Go make a life with Y/N. Live the Apple Pie Life." Dean was silent for a second and finally spoke up. "Yeah. Yeah you got it man." He sighed. "Are we almost there?" You asked stretching and yawning. "Yeah... almost..." Dean sighed. You nodded and looked at Sam. He looked so sad. Everyone was sad. You leaned forward and rested your head on Sam's shoulder, twisting your fingers through his hair. "Y/N?" Sam asked. "Hmm?" "Wanna braid my hair?" You sat up quick hitting your head on hold of baby. "Are you serious!?" You screeched. "Go for it." Sam laughed. 10 minutes later Sam had two nice French braids in his hair. Dean laughed so hard he swerved onto the other side of the road a few times. "This is great thanks Y/N." Sam smiled. "No problem Sammy..." you pulled your phone out of your pocket and leaned father over the seat. "Come on boys." You said, putting your camera on selfie mode. "Y/N I'm driving your very distracting." Dean said running his hand down your back and onto your butt. "Hey hey hands off." You swatted Deans hand. "I need to take a picture with the most important men in my life... and I also wanna remember the day I braided Sam's hair." You laughed. "Fine." They both said at the same time leaning in closer to you. You snapped the photo and looked at it. Greatest photo ever. "I'll miss this." Sam said. "All of us goofing off like this." You awkwardly smiled, and Dean gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles white. "We're here." Dean mumbled. ____ Dean pulled Baby into an alley, Bobby right behind. Everyone got out of the car and huddled up, going over the game plan. Sam and Dean were gonna go to Lucifer. Sam says yes, and takes control while Dean opens the door back to Lucifers cage. Sam will then... jump in. You, Sam and Dean walked to the trunk of baby, opening it up and reviling gallons of demon blood. "Could you guys not watch this?" Sam pleaded. Dean nodded and walked away. You however didn't move. "Y/N-" "I'm with you till the end. I'm not one to judge, I'm moral support." You grabbed Sam's hand and squeezed it. Sam nodded and picked up his first gallon of blood, chugging it down. ____ "I'll see ya on the other side boy." Bobby said, hugging Sam. "Hopefully not to soon." Sam awkwardly laughed. "Cas." Sam held his hand out. "Keep an eye on them." He motioned towards you and Dean. "That not entirely possible." Cas said. Sam furrowed his eyebrows and then Cas understood. "Y/N-" Before Sam could finish what he was saying you pulled him down for a hug. "Be careful Sam. I love you." "I love you too." He rubbed his hand up and down your back. He leaned closer and whispered in your ear, "please take care of Dean." You nodded as a tear rolled down your face. Sam and Dean just hugged, a long one. Not saying anything. Finally pulling away, they walked towards the building Lucifer was in. Then that was it. ____ Dean came back in a panic. He explained that Lucifer was stronger then Sam, which means he's not back in the cage. "What now?" You asked. "Cas do you know where Lucifer and Micheal are suppose to meet?" Dean turned towards Cas. "No I'm sorry." "Ok well I know someone that might. Can you bring me there Cas?" "Sure." In a blink of an eye Dean and Cas were gone. You looked at Bobby and he shrugged. Then Cas and Dean appeared. "Stull Cemetery. Lets go." Dean pulled you toward the car. Bobby and Cas right behind. ____ Dean pulled into the entrance to the cemetery, putting in a Def Leppard tape. 'Gunter gleiben glauchen globen' You looked at Dean and laughed, him grabbing your hand and kissing it. You went farther into the cemetery when you saw Sam and some other dude. "Who's that?" You asked Dean. ""Adam... my brother." Dean huffed. "Wha-" "Don't get me started." Bobby and Cas stood on one side as you and Dean stood on another. "This doesn't involve you Dean." Adam said. "Like hell it doesn't." Dean spat back. "You just don't know when to quit?" Adam said easing his hand. "Hey assbutt!" Cas yelled as he threw a bottle on fire at Adam. He instantly went into flames, then disappeared. Sam turned towards Cas and tilted his head some. "No one does that to my brother." With a snap of his fingers Cas 'blew up' blood going everywhere. "Cas!" You screamed putting your hands on the side of your face. Sam turned towards you and walked towards you. That's when Bobby shot him. You saw furry in Sam's eyes. He turned and looked at Bobby. "NO!" Dean yelled. With a twist of Sam's hand Bobby's neck snapped. "Bobby!" You yelled running towards him. Sam snapped his fingers, when you ended up in Baby. You tried to open the door but it wouldn't budge. You could faintly hear Dean talking to Sam. Dean just telling Sam to take control. That's when Sam's fist connected to the side of Deans face. "No! Sam stop!" You hit the window with your hand, watching as Sam hit Dean over and over. Sam pushed Dean towards Baby. "Dean!" You banged on the window. He looked up at you, barely noticeable. "It's ok sweetheart." He weakly said. Sam turned Dean towards him, connecting his fist with his face over and over. "Sam! Sam! Take control! Stop please!" Sam looked up and something flashed in his eye. He was looking past you, in baby. Sam un-clenched his fist and looked at you. "Sam." You whispered. Sam took the rings out of his pocket and threw them on the floor, chanting. Just like that a giant hole appeared on the ground, wind rapidly blowing. Sam looked at you and nodded mouthing 'take care'. He closed his eyes when Adam appeared. "Don't do this!" Adam yelled. Sam leaned back, grabbing onto Adam causing them both to fall. Just like that they were gone and the hole closed up. The doors to Baby unlocked and you jumped out of the car, turning towards Dean. "Dean! Baby, are you ok?" You cried carefully touching his face. His face was bruised all over he place, his eye swollen shut. Bleeding from some spots. "I'm fine." He faintly said. You cried more, inspecting Dean for more damage; then pulling him into a hug. "Y/N" you heard. You turned around and saw Cas standing there. "Cas." He nodded and moved forward, bringing two fingers to Dean forehead. All the bruises going away. "Got your mojo back?" Dean asked. Cas just nodded walking over to Bobby. Doing the same to him. "You wanna talk?" You asked Dean, helping him stand. "Nah, lets just get out of here." He mumbled. Cas walked over and Dean shook his hand and nodded. Cas then moved towards you and he held out his hand. You smacked it away and wrapped your arms around him. His arms hung on his side, he was tense. "Your suppose to hug me back Cas." You laughed. "Oh, right." He said as he wrapped his arms around you. You walked over towards Bobby and hugged him. "Take care of him Y/N. He's gonna need ya more then ever." Bobby whispered. "You got it." You waved bye to them and got in the Baby. Dean grabbed your hand and rubbed his thumb up and down your hand. "Where to?" You asked. Dean looked at you and smiled. "The Apple Pie Life." He said as he leaned in and kissed you. … A/N: Will I continue the story? @moose-and-sqruille-lover

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1/5/17 a roller coaster of a day, basically

so we left at about 12 even though the venue is like 2 - 2 ½ hours away bc we wanted to be early and the idea of driving through NY made me paranoid. um i complain a lot about CT highways but NY was horrid to drive through the highway was so rough and there were so many cracks and holes i couldn’t avoid without swerving all over and i was surprised my tires were fine by the end of the trip. also i paid like $18 to go to and from Long Island fuck NY lol. so once we were in LI i was getting off the “expressway” and ik it would be a bitch to get to where i needed bc it goes from like 2 lanes off the expressway into four lanes VERY QUICKLY and i went to turn into the lane next to me, which i needed, and thought it was clear bc the only other car coming was in the lane to the right of the one i needed, but we both turned into the lane at the same time and we collided. it was like some teenage boy driving and his mother was with him and she was actually v nice??????? i felt bad bc my car had minimal damage like the only noticeable thing was some paint but no dents or what i’d consider actual damage but their car needed a front light replaced and i think got a little dented. no one was hurt tho and again the other woman was v nice about all of it so we called 911 (and got hung up on once, then i was put on hold when i called) and it took maybe an hour and a half for two officers to show up and they got our info and were v nice and i got my case number and am gonna call tomorrow. honestly i feel like if this happened in CT it wouldn’t have been as smooth of a process.

we managed to park for the show still pretty early and walked around in the freezing cold to find food and gave up lol. we waited an hour and a half in below freezing weather and i could not feel my feet by the time we got inside. i liked the setup of the venue honestly like the stage was as tall as me but it made it easier for everyone to see.

russell dickerson is so so so so so amazing live and i died when he sang blue tacoma. he also mixed “i wanna dance with somebody” into mgno and it was v fun. his hair is majestic. he’s a sweetheart. people near us were drunk and heckling him (i don’t think he could hear them but i could) and i was v annoyed. i’ve been to shows where i’m not a fan of one of the artists i have to sit through but i’m not rude af like that i’m sorry.

i spotted eric before lnt’s set and tried waving but he was v into tuning his guitar and staring at the ceiling lmao.

i wore a prisoner clothing co. shirt to the show and not surprisingly stephen wore one too and i briefly thought that if i got to talk to him after the set the first thing i’d say was “well ONE of us is gonna have to change” and made myself laugh bc i’m dumb. also dring candyland he walked around and gave people high fives and when he gave me one he went to give the dude behind me a high five and saw my shirt as he did that and literally like, froze for a second (mid-trying to high-five another person), and then laughed and smiled and kept on. like i broke him momentarily it was great lmfao.

eric yawned multiple times during the show and it was v cute but i also feel v bad bc i’ve never actually seen him look so visibly tired and i hope he gets lots of sleep tonight.

also idk what was wrong with me tonight but when they played free fallin’ i kept catching myself legit /staring/ at him in utter awe like /mesmerized/ i just love his facial expressions and how emotional he is in his performances and it really got to me tonight

angel eyes wasn’t the last song played??? they played it and i was sad thinking their set was over but they played two more after that. (not in order, but set list as i can remember: free fallin’, dust on the bottle, runaway, runnin’ out of air, night that you’ll never forget, let's get drunk and make friends, candyland, you didn’t want me, whiskey on my breath)

again i was the only person to cheer for you didn’t want me but WHATEVER

i still keep singing the original bridge for candyland i can’t help it!!!!

stephen looked semi-bothered during multiple parts of their set like in-between songs he was straight up furrowing his brows (sometimes in the beginning of the songs as well) and at one point i saw him talking with eric about the amount of songs they’d do (he said something about only doing one instead of two, i think, like before the final song? at least from what i gathered) and idk… they sounded good but didn’t have their usual guys with them? and i think something was off and it was def affecting them. or at least stephen. eric just seemed his normal self, if not more tired and focused on his guitar-playing. idk.

they had no merch at all? apparently? according to the guy at the merch stand. russell and tyler had merch tho.

we didn’t find out about a meet and greet so i don’t think one happened. which is fine, it was just a radio show, but i did make them something and was a little bummed not to get to give it to them tonight but there’ll be other chances. we did manage to sort of catch their car as they were leaving. we decided not to stay for tyler farr (we got home at 12:30am as it is, so it’d be crazy late if we stayed) and as we were walking around to the back parking lot there was a large black car attempting to pull out of the artist parking and turn around to leave and jen saw stephen sitting on his phone and almost went up to the car but i just waved and watched it drive by lmao.

it was… an interesting day for sure.

#lnt #concert stuff

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The Apple Pie Life (pt.13)

(DeanxReader, Sam, Bobby, Rufus, Crowley, Jody) WARNING: language?? ... "What are your thoughts Bobby?" You asked watching the boys leave. "On?" "Samuel." "Nothing really. He kinda just seems like a dick. Why ya ask?" "I just have a weird feeling about him.... how bout Sam?" "You and Dean both." Bobby rolled his eyes. "We did all the tests, Sam is Sam. He was in the cage with Lucifer and Micheal, I wouldn't blame him if he was a little off." "Your right." You sighed. "Why didn't you go on the case?" "To give the boys some brother time. And I didn't wanna see the Campbell's." You laughed. "I don't blame ya." Bobby chuckled. "So what do you do around here when your by yourself?" "Drink and read. Unless-" there was a knock at the door. "I'll get it." You said standing up. Opening it up and man was standing in front of you. "Bobby I need you to- your not Bobby." He furrowed his brows. "In here Rufus." Bobby yelled. "Oh good Bobby, I need you to help me bury a body." "Alright." Bobby huffed. "You comin girl?" "Right behinds ya." ____ "Thanks Bobby I owe ya one." Rufus said. "Yeah, yeah. Y/N, this is Rufus. Rufus, Y/N." "What is a lovely lady like you doing with a man like him?" He smiled taking your hand. That question threw you off guard. "Are you dumb! She's practically a daughter to me. She's dating Dean you idjit." "Huh...alrighty then so I should probably get going." "Rufus before you go I need you to do something." ____ "You think Rufus will be able to get the ring?" You asked. "I sure hope so." "It wasn't the smartest idea to sell your soul you know." "Thank you captain obvious." "So when do you-" another knock came to the door. "Rufus already?" "I don't know." Bobby shrugged opening the door. "Marcy." "Bobby Singer..." Looking out the window you saw a women, about Bobbys age. Medium length hair, blonde. She handed Bobby a delicious looking cobbler, or something. It sounded she like she asked him on a date. "Is like to Marcy... but uh..." "Oh no big deal, ok. Um I hear your handy. My woodchopper broke, if you wouldn't mind coming over whenever to fix it?" "I'll see what I can do." He smiled. "Great thanks." She said walking away. He brought the cobbler into the kitchen, turning around he looked at you. Your arms were crossed and you were staring at him. "What?" "Bobby she likes you!" You said. "Marcy? No." "Are you def Bobby!? She just asked you on a date!!" You excitingly said. "And I said no." "Why?" "Cause I don't wanna drag her into my life." "But-" "Y/N just leave it at that." "Fine." You follows your eyes. Flipping through a lore book, your phone started to ring. Recognizing the caller ID you picked it up. "Hey babe." "Hey sweetheart, I need you to tell me the other way to kill a Lamia." "What the easiest way was to hard?" You laughed. "Ha ha very funny." "Alright hold on" walking into the kitchen you turned towards Bobby "what lore book were you using for the Lamia?" "The one on the corner of my desk. Wh-" "Police open up." A man knocked on the door. "Balls." Bobby sighed. "I got Dean, you take care of that." You said bring the lore book upstairs. "Dean?" "Still here." "Ok, find salt and rosemary and mix it on a high heat." "Got it, sit tight." Waiting on the phone you heard tussling and screeching. "Fire in the hole." You heard Dean yell. Then more screeching, then quiet. "Dean?...Dean?" "Yeah, I'm here." "Good." You let go of a breath you didn't know you were holding. "How's Sam?" "He's uh...good." "That sound assuring." "Well I don't know Y/N, he still seems off. What about you, how are you?" "Good. Met Rufus, I think he hit on me. Met Marcy, Bobbys neighbor that likes him, and there's police at the door." You explained. "Sounds great. Well I've got a mess to clean up so I'll call you later. Be home when I can, love you." "Love you too." You smiled. Walking downstairs you heard a women talking. Peeking around the corner, there was a women in a police uniform. "Is everything ok?" You asked walking around the corner. "Jody, this is Deans girlfriend Y/N, Y/N this is Jody." "Girlfriend?" Jody smiled shaking your hand. "It's about time that boy found someone." She smiled. "It's nice to meet you." You smiled. "Anyways like I said, I've got a body downstairs." Bobby said. "There's one downstairs? I thought there was only one outside." You butted in. Jody walked over to the window and looked outside. "He's gone." "Balls. Y/N stay in here, don't want you dragged into this." You nodded and closed the door behind them. 5 minutes later Bobby came inside telling you the Okami was gone. "Hey Rufus its Y/N." "Hey darlin' whatcha need." "The Okami is gone... did you stab it with a bamboo knife?" "Yes." "Blessed by a Shinto Priest?" "Yes." "And you stabbed it seven times?" "...five." "Rufus!" You sighed. "What what. I'm sorry." "What was it feeding on when you killed it?" "White single women." You looked at Bobby, eyes wide. "Go to Marcus now." You told him. Bobby grabbed his gun and ran over. "Thanks Rufus." ____ Blood splattered all over Marcy. Her face. Priceless. "Thought your chipper was broken?" Bobby asked. "I said that to get you over here." Marcy said. "Well I guess one night I could come over for dinner..." "I don't think that's gonna happen..." "Story of my life." Bobby said. Walking next to Bobby you looked over at him, wrapping your arm around him. "Your a great man Bobby. It's her loss." You told him. "Thanks girl." He said wrapping his arm around you. ____ "I hear ya son it's just not a good time right now." Bobby sighed. You could hear Dean over the phone, his voice raised. "Hold on Dean there's another call." "Dean call me right now." You said ending the call. "Hello?" "Y/N hi put Bobby on the phone." "It's Rufus." You said giving him the phone. Your phone started to ring so you went upstairs. Answering it you started to yell. "Dean Winchester what are you doing yelling at Bobby!" "He was being selfish-" "He was not being selfish Dean, you are! Crowley still has his soul, we are trying to get it back! We almost got caught by the police for having two body's! And I'm pretty sure Rufus is running from the cops. So next time I'm with Bobby and your by yourself with Sam, you call me if you have a problem. He has done so much for you guys, appreciate it." "Are you done?" "Yes." "I'm sorry. I wasn't trying to be a dick. It's just this whole Sam situation-" "I got it. Just take an easy ok." "Will do. Love you." "Love you too." "What did Rufus say?" You asked coming into the kitchen. "He was being chased by police, hopefully he'll be brought to Sioux Falls PD." ____ "You have an hour Bobby. Then I call the Feds and tell em he escaped." "Thanks Jody." Bobby said. "If I get fired, I swear." She said walking to her car. "You got the ring?" Bobby asked after closing the door. Rufus pulled the ring out of his coat, putting it in Bobbys direction. He stared at it in disgust. "I'll boil water." You said going into the kitchen. ____ "He's just a bargaining chip. We told us where we can find something of yours." Bobby told Crowley. He nodded toward you, you handed Crowley the phone. "Squirrel." Crowley said. "It won't work, it's just a myth." "I have worker of your that says other wise." Bobby added. You could hear flickering on the other side of the phone, knowing Dean had his lighter. "Fine." Crowley sighed throwing you the phone. Bobby nodded and you walked over to the devils trap. "Don't try anything." You told him. "Nothing to you rabbit." He smiled. Crowley started doing-whatever he did to make the contract go away. "Keep in the part about my legs." Bobby added. "Alright, well I've got bones to retrieve." "Take me with you." "Y/N I don't think-" before Bobby could finish Crowley grabbed your hand, and disappeared. ____ "Hello boys." Crowley said walking towards Dean, and Sam. "Squirrel, brought you something." Dean turned around and ran pass Crowley, right over to you. One hand cupping your cheek, the other grasping your shoulder. "Are you ok? Did he do something to you?" Dean frantically asked. "No, no Dean I'm fine." You assured him. "I asked if I could tag along." "You sure alright? Your ears feel like there gonna pop?" He grinned. "Dean I'm fine." You kissed his cheek. "I'm thinking we should torch his bones anyways." You heard Sam say. "Sam... don't a deals a deal." You told him walking closer. "Listen to her moose." Crowley said grabbing the last of his bones. "Boys." He said standing up. "Rabbit." He smiled taking your hand and kissing it. Then he was gone. "That's so weird." Sam mumbled. You turned around and Deans jaw was clenched. Knuckles, white. "He likes you." Sam laughed. "So he does. That means he pretty much will do anything I ask. Which could be good in the future." Deans jaws was still clenched, still white knuckled. You stepped closer to him, hands wrapping around his knuckles. "But I love you. So there's nothing to worry about." You said. Dean let out a breath and smirked looking down. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a hug. "Any day now." Sam said. "Go sit in the damn car." You said over your shoulder. Sam rolled his eyes, heading for Baby. "You seem to be the only one that can calm me down." Dean said pulling away. "Lets not make it a habit. Try not to get so mad, or jealous." You smiled. "Well." Dean said grabbing your hand, walking to the car. "I seem to have the hottest girl friend on the planet, so excuse me." He grinned. "That's the cheesiest thing I've ever heard." You laughed. "Yeah it was... gross." "Listen, I'm sorry that I freaked out on the phone. I didn't-" "Your right." Dean interrupted you. "We are the selfish ones, we take Bobby for granted." You nodded agreeing with what he said. "So where to now?" You asked him. "Another case. Calumet City, Illinois." "Can I come?" You asked. "Are you... ready to start taking cases again?" "As ready as I'll ever be." … A/N: idk how I feel about this one. It's suppose to be like Weekend at Bobby's S6E4. @moose-and-sqruille-lover

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