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legitimatesatanspawn · 7 months

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Hello! Could you tell me if Sauron got wrecked by a dog before or after he created werewolves?

Sauron made them first! What follows is a recap about the creation of werewolves, the story of Huan, and why the fight is important.

Sauron bound a "fell spirit" into a wolf body, creating Draugluin. Draugluin isn't the most powerful werewolf though as that is his son Carcharoth who Morgoth handfed people meat to like he was an oversized pet. For the record to people reading this: Morgoth is Sauron's boss, who is essentially LotR's Lucifer.

It's not exactly clear what Draugluin was before getting stuffed into a wolf but it is fair to assume he was originally another fallen and corrupted Maiar. But it's possible thanks to his title as "necromancer" that Sauron shoved a dead evil human soul in there if only to match the linguistic origins of "werewolf" as "man wolf".

Sauron also could turn into a wolf himself - which was part of the Epic Fight with the Dog. The dog being Huan, who protected Luthien and helped her and Beren fight off... a whole lot of enemies overall.

Huan was literally just a dog. A dog the "size of a small horse" that was showered with a nice package of blessings so he was functionally an elf in dog form. Immortal but could be killed. Prophesied to die after speaking three times. Orome really liked that dog. Which is to be expected of the Valar Archangel God of the Hunt. Note: this is specifically hunting Morgoths's monsters, not wild animals. He likes wild animals and dogs and horses.

Why Luthien and Beren had the epic journey adventure is under the cut. As is the summary of the journey, the actual fight, and the aftermath.

Luthien's father got together with a Maiar named Melian, who was basically a one woman force of nature who protected an entire city-state kingdom by making an Unpassable Location. The kingdom Doriath was basically Hidden and Safe and Amazing and probably had a few dumb policies as is wont to happen when you're isolated and cut yourself off from the world's problems.

Beren... somehow finds his way to the forests around Doriath. Sees her. They fall in love (echoing what will later be Aragorn and Arwen and part of why Elrond is sort of Freaking Out because he knows how this story goes and while he doesn't wanna be Thingol... ).

Beren can't get killed off by Thingol's orders because Luthien managed to get him to promise not to, or to imprison him for the Audacity, so Thingol manages to get him to go along with a deal: "come back with one of the Noldor's stolen Silmarils from Morgoth's crown and you may have my daughter's hand in marriage."

This is meant to be a Solo Thing but Beren asks Finrod for advice. Finrod is a bamf and one of the big brothers to Galadriel and kicks all kinds of ass. He remembers all the drama of the Silmarils and was one of the Noldor who opposed the Oath to cross the artic ice for revenge to get them back... look there's a huge mess with the Silmarils and why Oaths are Bad and why no one trusts the Noldor or especially not Feanor or his sons. I don't want to get into it right now, their creation, or why specifically Galadriel's brother getting involved is a big thing. Like I get the reasons because that's Feanor's creation and Morgoth egged him on before swiping them, but god damn. But Finrod wasn't gonna go with them but then he didn't want to get cut off from his friends who did so he went along.

So hearing "I promised to get the Silmarils back" probably wasn't a happy moment for Finrod to hear coming out of Beren's mouth. Thank god no Grinding Ice was involved though because that was a massacre unto itself. It took around 25-30 years to cross that, or like 9 'years' as known by their calendar then. Even for an elf that's a long time.

Finrod gathered up a bunch of people but most of them got killed and captured and the survivors were taken to Sauron's island where he was still breeding Werewolves for some unholy reason. The probable meta reason is to ensure the existence of Wargs later on.

Luthien sensed Problems so she dashed out to find Beren and ran right into two of Feanor's sons and their dog Huan - who was given to one of them by Orome back when Feanor's family weren't being Ultra Stupid about the fancy cursed yet hallowed gems. And for reasons I can't remember clearly on why, they took Luthien prisoner and locked her up in Finrod's fort. Where she got chummy with Huan and Huan helped her escape (and spoke for the First time).

They got there in time to try and avenge Finrod's death. Sauron was like "oooh that Maia's spawnling. I'll be richly rewarded by my master if I bring you to him in chains" and cue the werewolf attack that Huan bamfed his way through kicking their asses. This included the father werewolf by the way, so you know Huan is a beast (affectionate).

And then Huan and Sauron fought! Sauron took the form of a wolf first and lost, but Huan got him in a chokehold with his teeth and just REFUSED to let go! No matter what form Sauron took, no matter what he did or tried to do...

Sauron got his ass kicked by a dog and it was only because of Luthien letting him go (probably laughing the whole time) so she can move on to more important things.

If you're curious about the rest of that story: Beren and Luthien snuck into Morgoth's hellish current capital by disguising themselves as his top vampire messenger/servant and the dead father werewolf. Luthien, when Morgoth tore off the illusion/disguise, continued to be a BAMF and bewitched the whole capital/fortress into falling asleep so they can pry one of the gems from the Iron Crown. Sadly Morgoth started to stir when something hit him by accident so they panicked and ran out with the Silmaril.

(Fair warning: nothing mortal can touch the Silmarils. Nothing EVIL can touch the gems either. This was by holy decree and blessing. So how Thingol expected Beren to take a Simaril back I have no idea.)

But remember when I mentioned Carcharoth, the son of the first werewolf? He woke up first because, as the guard dog who got suspicious as all get out over his "father" having "survived" (word reached him of his death), they had to first cast him to sleep before slipping into the place. Beren tried to use the Silmaril to scare him off by waving it in the air and instead he got his hand bit off for the trouble.

And then Carcharoth went nuts for a whole new reason: agony in the belly. He was put out of his agony sometime later to get the gem, but this is the best part I swear:

When Thingol saw Beren and Luthien rock up seemingly empty-handed... Beren told him to his face "even now I have a Silmaril in my hand".

Rest of the story short, Beren and Luthien got together, the wolf with the Silmaril in his belly showed up (probably was tracking them) and tried to get Thingol only for Beren to get in the way. Huan got the wolf, the wolf got Huan, Huan died with his head in Beren's other hand. Thingol got the gem, Luthien... died at some unclear point in time and convinced the Archangel Valar God of the Dead to change Beren's fate and let them be together in death if not in life. They got reborn as humans and got a happily ever after together - she gave up certain peace for an uncertain life with him..

Meanwhile, skipping over the hot mess that is Turin's life and why Thingol adopted him, Thingol got killed off by Dwarves who found out that not only did he have a Simaril but he put it in a famous Dwarven necklace "gifted" to him by Turin's blood father Hurin over how his son's life went (LONG story short: a terrible combination of Morgoth cursing people, Morgoth's dragon cursing people, Morgoth capturing Hurin and cursing him, and also Arrogance and Pride on Turin's part, and lots of soap opera drama) to create one insanely priceless artifact. This lead to the Sacking of the kingdom and a lot of death and destruction, as is wont to happen when Simarils are involved.

Honestly, Beren and Luthien should've decked Thingol when he first brought up the damn rock.

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simulation-machine · 3 months

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Controversial opinion: Being sick is not a good time

Hey y'all! Haven't really been around too much. I've been sick for the past week-and-change, (probably the 'VID or a sinus infection) (I didn't bother getting tested because I go literally nowhere and my partner, who does go places, tested negative).

Basically, I imagined Teen Lou and Esme cheering me on whenever I did Olympic-level feats like showering or making myself tea.

If for some reason you wanna know more, here's a cut because I suck at being pithy.

My body's response to getting sick is basically 1) whine so, so much and 2) sleep for 17 hours a day until conditions improve. Fortunately, my partner is very much a caretaker at heart and ensured I was fed and that the dogs were looked after. Oh, did I mention school started this past Monday? So yeah I haven't been online much.

On top of all that, my mom was hospitalized. I was on the phone with her wife every day and long story short, it was a combination of getting bronchitis and pneumonia at once, a blood clot in her liver KIDNEY, being on too high of a dose of 'beetus meds, and also being allergic to one of the antibiotics they put her on. Oh, and she has Wolff-Parkinson-White Syndrome, which means they had to pay extra attention to her heart so she wouldn't have to get a 3rd ablation.

So, when I was online, it was on FB to let people know what was going on with my mom. FB is basically the equivalent of a mass text to everyone I know and I otherwise don't really get on it. ANYWAYS.

The #1 fear in my life, that I have had since I was a wee little kid, is my mother's untimely demise. She's been sick a lot throughout my life despite being a tough ol' broad who is the real-life inspiration for Destiny Child's "Survivor."

Which is to say that on top of being physically worn down, I have been endlessly emotionally exhausted as well. Like every update from my step-mom/mom's wife about her hospital stay would end in me crying and freaking out, having super vivid dreams about having to plan my mom's funeral (THANKS BUT NO THANKS NYQUIL, YOU NASTY YET SUCCESSFULLY CONGESTION-KILLING BITCH).

I have been playing Sims 4 still, but not the Orson's because I cannot be trusted when goofed up on cold meds. I've been playing a very casual game that sort of started off as a 100 Baby Challenge with Wicked Whims turned waaaaay up, but is now the story of 7 sisters who have the same mom but different dads.

I might show some pictures from that because some of those kids turned out hella cute and interesting. Plus I was needing a bit of a break from the Orsons anyways.

That's all! I'm feeling like 75% human these days so I'll likely be on a bit more, but mainly just wanted people to know that I didn't die or rage quit or anything.

#louise octavia orson #esme fabienne purcell #sort of an announcement #irl happenings #crystal has a controversial opinion that is actually a fairly popular opinion #absolutely fuck being sick #at least school so far has been rad #finally at that point where i'm only taking high level classes that pertain to my interests #is this tumblr or livejournal i forget

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honeyoru · 11 months

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resonance (steve harrington x superpower! reader) chapter seven

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content warning for blood n gore!

“I said Dr. Sam Owens,” Hopper’s irritated tone greeted you as you popped back into the living room, damp boots and hunting knife in hand. You startled Nancy, who was hovering nervously in the hallway, giving Jonathan space while he sat with his unconscious brother.

Giving her an apologetic smile, you headed to the kitchen and nodded at Steve, who was leaning against the counter. “Did I miss much?” you muttered and began braiding your damp hair.

“What, was I supposed to count the bodies?” the older man growled into the receiver, shaking his head angrily. “I don’t know how many people are left alive in there!”

“Not really,” Steve replied. “Chief’s been on the phone since you left,” he gave your blood-free outfit a glance and coughed. “Not going too well, though.”

“I am the goddamn police!” The man in question yelled. “I’m Chief Jim Hopper!”

“They didn't believe you, did they?” Mike asked Hopper when he eventually hung up the phone, fuming.

“We’ll see,” he hedged before nodding at your clean state. “That was a quick shower. You get any blood on my floor?”

“We’ll see?” the boy cried before you could reply. “We can’t just sit here while those things are loose!”

Raising your eyebrows at the attitude on the kid, you remained silent and finished your elaborate braid, flicking it over your shoulder. You looked knowingly at the man. “I teleported into the bathtub, so no.”

Choosing to ignore Mike as well, Hopper asked as nonchalantly as he could. “Did the, uh, cat freak out?”

Plopping onto the hard tile floor, you set to work drying off the boots, sending a nod to Max when she shuffled over to sit next to you. “Nope.” El was sleeping on a bus, for reasons unbeknownst to you, heading back to Hawkins from god knows where. She appeared safe in the void, but seemed to have gotten a makeover since she’d been gone.

“It’s still weird that you two live together,” Dustin shook his head.

Hopper’s condensed version of how you met when you arrived at the Byers’ earlier left something to be desired, simply telling the group that he had rescued you in the forest. No one asked questions.

You all had other things to worry about.

“Can we please focus on the problem?” Mike yelled. “Why aren’t we going to do anything?”

Hopper visibly resisted snapping at him, sending a tired glance your way. “We’re going to stay here and wait for help.”

You cleared your throat at the deflated look the boy wore and gestured towards the hallway, looking at Hopper. “Have you checked on her?”

The man shook his head. Sighing, he trudged down to the room where Joyce had remained inside since your group arrived, lightly knocking before entering.

“Did you guys know that Bob was the original founder of Hawkins AV?” The younger Wheeler asked the group (mostly Dustin and Lucas) after a few silent minutes, fiddling with a box in his hands.

You felt your throat tighten, but continued to wipe at the shoes.

Dustin hummed. “Really?”

“Yeah,” Mike said, looking sadly at a stack of puzzles on the table. “He petitioned the school to start it and everything,” he smiled wistfully. “Pretty awesome, right?”

The other two boys agreed.

Mike stood up suddenly, wearing a stern expression. “We can't let him die in vain. We can’t.”

“Well, what do you want us to do, Mike?” Dustin said, throwing his arms up. “The Chief's right on this. We can't stop those demo-dogs on our own.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at the dumbfounded look on the boy’s face. “Demodogs?”

“Demogorgon,” Dustin sighed, clearly irritated at explaining the word. “Dogs. Demodogs. It's like a compound!” he rolled his eyes at Mike’s blank stare. “You know, a play on words?”

“I know what a compound is!” Mike shook his head. “Anyway, there has to be something we can do.”

Lucas shook his head. “Maybe when it was just Dart we could fight them off, but there’s a whole army of them now.”

“Precisely.”

“You couldn’t even fight Dart,” Steve snorted. “You shitbirds let us do that for you, remember?”

“His army,” Mike said, ignoring him. “The demodogs are his army! Maybe if we stop him, we can stop them, too.”

That got your attention.

“Whoa, whoa whoa,” Steve was already shaking his head when you shot back up, mostly-dry boots back on your feet. “No way!”

“No way what?” Hopper walked back in.

“You said his army,” you cut in aggressively, startling the kids a little with your sudden participation. “Who’s he?”

“Um.” Mike blinked at your close proximity and went to pick up a paper from the counter that had a drawing of a monster on it. “The shadow monster,” he said, handing you the paper. You frowned, it looked like a big ass spider. “It got Will that day on the field,” Mike explained. “The doctor told us it was like a virus. It infected him.”

“Like in The Evil Dead.” Steve mused. “It’s possessing him!”

You bit your lip. The shadow monster. A bout of dread churned through you at the thought of just who he could be.

“And so this virus, this monster,” Max said, glancing between you and the paper. “It’s connecting Will to the tunnels?”

“Tunnels?” you yelled at her question, eyes going wide. “Ho-hold on,” you stammered, abruptly turning towards the many papers haphazardly taped on the walls. “Is that what these are?” you all but sprinted to the wall nearest you, where what was now clear to you as tunnels trailed out into the living room.

You hadn’t had time to ask about Joyce’s choice of interior design when you’d first arrived.

“To the tunnels, monsters, the Upside Down,” Mike confirmed. “It’s connecting Will to everything.”

A small whimper escaped you. Fucking hell. Your heartbeat skyrocketed looking at the series of papers creeping along the walls, turning to glance fearfully at the boys and then back around to the wall you were closest to.

“Slow down, Jesus,” Steve ran a hand through his hair, shooting a concerned look in your direction.

Not here. You squeezed your eyes shut. Not now.

“Okay, so, the shadow monster is inside everything,” Mike mused, ignoring your outburst. “And if the vines feel something like pain, then so does Will.”

“And so do the demodogs,” you heard Lucas say. “Like Dart.”

They were speaking back and forth incredibly fast, clearly all thinking the same thing. Not that it really mattered to you; they might as well have been underwater. Putting a hand against the wall, you stared blankly at the paper in front of you and breathed heavily, trying to tune back into the conversation.

“It’s like what Mr. Clarke taught us,” Lucas said excitedly. “The hive mind.”

“Hive mind?” Steve asked.

“A collective consciousness. It's a super-organism. And this is the thing that controls everything. It's basically the brain—”

“—like the Mind Flayer!”

“The what?” Max and Steve asked in unison, causing someone, you weren’t sure who, as you couldn’t look away from the papers, to run down the hallway.

Get it together, you scolded yourself, blinking rapidly at the hues of blue that weaved along the wall. You’ve got a monster to worry about, which is probably the one that sent you here in the first place. Why Henry would want to be a freaky spider monster, you weren’t too sure.

It’s okay. You shuddered, taking a deep breath. It’s not like they want to go frolicking in the tunnels. Turning around, you rejoined the group that now included Jonathan and Nancy. Bury the fear, you told yourself. Refocus on the problem at hand.

It was Mike who ran back, slamming a large book on the kitchen table as everyone crowded around it. The boys explained over each other, describing the monster that they thought was terrorizing poor Will.

“It's a monster from an unknown dimension—”

“—so ancient that it doesn't even know its true home—”

“—it enslaves races of other dimensions by taking over their brains using its highly-developed psionic powers—”

“—Oh, my God, none of this is real!” Hopper finally lamented, wiping a hand down his face. “This book is just from that kids game you play!” He called out your name. “Help me out here!”

You couldn’t help but shrug. “To be fair, it’s not like I ever thought monsters like the demodogs existed before I came here,” you peered down at the spider-like creature in the book. “Why couldn’t this one be real as well?” And I’m from the future, you thought. Someone could tell you pigs were flying and you wouldn’t be surprised.

“Thank you!” Dustin exclaimed. “And this isn’t a game, Chief, it’s a manual,” he argued, his tone full of sass. “And unless you know something that we don't, this is the best metaphor—”

“—Analogy,” Lucas cleared his throat, correcting him.

You snorted at the look on the curly-haired boy’s face. “Really Lucas?” he asked snarkily. “Analogy? That's what you're worried about?” He rolled his eyes. “Fine. An analogy for understanding whatever the hell this monster is.”

Nancy sighed. “Okay, so this mind flamer thing—”

“—Flayer. Mind Flayer.”

Her eye twitched. “What does it want?”

“To conquer us, basically,” Dustin explained. “It believes it's the master race.”

“Right.” Steve nodded along. “Like the Germans!”

Eight pairs of eyes blinked at him. “Um,” Dustin squinted at him. “Do you mean the Nazis?”

“Yes!” He snapped his fingers and you couldn’t help the small smile that graced your features at how proud he looked. “The Nazis.”

“I mean, sure?” Dustin paused. Hopper rubbed his face in exasperation and looked at you before tilting his head at Steve, clearly questioning your claim that he would eventually become Chief. Dustin continued. “If the Nazis were from another dimension, then yeah…totally. Uh, it views other races, like us, as inferior to itself.”

Mike pointed at a paragraph in the book. “It wants to spread, take over other dimensions.”

“If this is the same monster we’re dealing with,” Lucas finished somberly. “Then we are talking about the destruction of our world as we know it.”

Nancy ignored Steve’s panicked outburst, leaning in closer to look at the book. “Okay, so if this thing is like a brain that's controlling everything, then if we kill it…”

“We kill everything it controls,” Mike finished.

“We win.” Dustin said.

“Theoretically,” Lucas added.

“Fantastic,” Hopper stated dryly. “So how do you kill this thing? Shoot it with Fireballs or something?”

Dustin chuckled. “No. No fireballs. Um, you summon an undead army, uh, because,” he stammered, looking to his other friends for help. “You know, because zombies… they don't have brains, and the Mind Flayer, it… it... It likes brains? It's a game,” he broke off, shaking his head. “It’s just a game.”

Your eyes shot skyward as Hopper groaned and slapped the table. “What the hell are we doing here?”

“I thought we were waiting for your military backup!” Dustin sneered.

“We are!”

Mike pointed to the book. “How could they stop this anyway? You can't just shoot this with guns.”

“You don't know that!”

Lucas put his head in his hands. “We don't know anything!”

Mike shook his head, straightening his spine to continue arguing with Hopper. You looked on with mild respect. The kid didn’t know how to give up. “We know it's already killed everybody in that lab. We know the monsters are gonna molt again. We know that it's only a matter of time before those tunnels reach this town,” you felt your heart stutter again. “So we need to do something.”

“He’s right.” An angry, tear-stricken Joyce stood in the entryway, making your heart clench a little. “We have to kill it. I want to kill it.”

“Me, too,” Jonathan agreed, putting an arm around his mother.

Hopper looked pained, his expression softening at the woman. “Me, too, Joyce, okay? Believe me, I want it dead too. But how do we do that? We don't exactly know what we're dealing with here.”

“From what they said,” you spoke up faintly, eyes flickering worriedly to the illustrations on the wall again. “It sounds like Will does.”

“She’s right,” Mike nodded. “If anyone knows how to destroy this thing, it's Will. He's connected to it. He'll know its weakness.”

“I thought we couldn't trust him anymore,” Max furrowed her eyebrows. “Isn’t he a spy for the Mind Flayer now?”

Nancy breathed, excitedly meeting her brother’s eyes. “He can't spy if he doesn't know where he is.”

…

“You okay, kid?” You jerked, almost launching the piece of plywood you were holding into Hopper’s face. “Sorry. How's your cut?”

“Just stings a little,” you relaxed, walking towards the backyard with him. It was decided that Will would be placed in a blacked-out shed to confuse the Mind Flayer. “Nothing I can't handle. Hop. But, it’s just,” you said, adjusting the wood in your hands and frowning. “The monster controlling Will, what if it’s… him?”

“Henry?” he asked, sighing when you nodded. The two of you passed Steve and Nancy, who seemed to be having a serious talk while gathering more materials to cover the shed with. “Could be,” he shrugged. “Course, that would mean that Henry was who got Will last year, too,” a frown graced his face. “Which would make a lot of sense, actually. Why the hell didn’t I think of that sooner?” He muttered, scratching his chin with the hammer he was holding thoughtfully. “Do you think it’s him?”

“Probably.” You adjusted the wood in your arms and grimaced. “It’s too much of a coincidence for it to be a different evil mastermind, right?”

He groaned. “I fucking hope not. Chief of Police doesn’t pay nearly enough for handling more than one. Best if we just have the one instead.”

You shuddered, thinking of the group that was now faced with defending Hawkins from evil for a second time. “How are you all so… calm about this?” you shook your head. “I thought another dimension and monsters would make people more…”

“Scared?” he offered. “Freaked out?”

“These kids,” Hopper sighed when you nodded. “They grew up playing that damn game and reading comic books, I think they’re the only people in the world who would see actual monsters and be excited about it.” You chuckled, setting the wood down inside of the shed. “They’ve met real-life superheroes, kid,” he nudged you playfully. “More than one now. They’re scared, no doubt, but this is an adventure to them.”

“They’re reckless,” you whispered.

“Someone else has always been around to save them,” he shrugged, and suddenly you were back in the living room of your old house, listening to your mother weave a not-so-happy bedtime story of just what could happen to kids who acted reckless. “Hey, don’t worry,” he said gently, misinterpreting your shift in demeanor. “Everything’s gonna be okay. We did this once before and managed to keep everyone safe.”

Swallowing, you looked up at him, feeling just as young as you really were. “And the tunnels?”

“What about them?” He squinted. “Wait, is that why you were staring at the wall earlier?” A sigh was released when his question was met with silence. “The tunnels,” he said. “That’s how those dogs are getting around town, they go all the way to the lab.”

You shuddered. “And we have no reason to go in them, right?”

“Hell no.” He looked at you strangely. “I got stuck down there yesterday, really don’t recommend it. Relax,” he laughed at your panicked expression. “Those kids might be reckless, but they’re smart. They won’t go charging into danger, let alone those tunnels. Don’t worry about it.”

You remained silent the rest of the time you worked, praying he was right.

…

Once the shed was covered and deemed unrecognizable, you went inside to wait with Steve, Nancy, and the kids, save for Mike, while Hopper carried an unconscious Will out back.

“How can you even be hungry?” Lucas shuddered, watching you rummage through the fridge after a few minutes of silence. The group had panned out, loitering nervously throughout the house. “You know, with all the shit you saw in the hospital.”

“Lucas!” Max shot him a nasty glare, causing him to wilt a little.

You smiled. I knew I liked her.

“What?” he argued. “It was a lot of blood! I’m just saying, I’d be too grossed out to eat right now if I had to kill those things and watch someone die.”

Your smile faltered. “Well it's a good thing you didn't have to kill anything, isn't it?” You leaned against the fridge door, knowing the comment wasn't meant to be rude. “I spent most of today fighting those damn dogs so I’m pretty wiped out. If it’s alright with you, I’m gonna eat something not necessarily because I want to,” you said, raising an eyebrow at him. “But because if we get attacked again, it won’t do us any good if I pass out,” you said, spinning back around to dig through the fridge and grab a jar of jelly before blanching at the sight of the bright red color. “Unless, of course, you and your wrist rocket are gonna take on that army by yourself?”

“If he finds out where we are,” Dustin said hesitantly, watching you make a face and put the jar back, choosing instead to make a plain peanut butter sandwich. “Do you think he’ll send those dogs after us?”

“He won't find out,” Lucas insisted.

“Yeah, but, if he does…”

“Then we're fucked,” Max deadpanned, just as the lights in the house started to flicker.

“And on that note,” you hummed cheerfully, gesturing towards the kitchen light. “I’m gonna go sit while I still can.” You grabbed your finished sandwich and a glass of water before strolling out into the hallway, avoiding the tunnels that crept along the wall with you.

Choosing to sit on the couch beside Nancy, you nibbled delicately at your sandwich in a way you knew wouldn’t cause any crumbs to fall, watching Steve swing his bat aimlessly in the corner of the room as the ticking clock above him alerted you that it was nearing 9 p.m.

“So,” Nancy hesitated, watching you eat with curious eyes. “You have powers.”

You licked the peanut butter off of your finger. “Yep.”

“Like Eleven.”

Shrugging, you took another bite. “So they tell me.”

“But you’re not from the lab.”

“Nope.”

She frowned.

You almost wanted to smile. Gotta try harder than that, Wheeler.

“How long do you plan on staying in Hawkins?” Steve asked suddenly, leaning on his studded bat.

“Not sure.” You swallowed the rest of your sandwich, making sure no crumbs remained on your lips.

“Why?” Nancy’s tone was pressing. “You don’t want to go back home?”

You raised your eyebrows, taking a sip of water so you wouldn’t laugh. “No home to go back to,” you said evenly.

“Oh,” Steve, the actual angel, replied, looking genuinely sad for you. “I’m sorry.”

“Could be worse,” you shrugged, placing the glass back down on the coffee table. You started a little at Nancy’s wide, unblinking eyes.

“You’re lying.” Nancy’s accusation made you finally bark out a laugh.

“Nancy!” Steve scolded. “She’s not on trial here.”

She blinked at him incredulously. “You’ve only known her for one night, Steve, and you’re defending her? Against me?”

“Yikes,” you couldn’t help but let out. “Can we not drag me into this?”

They ignored you.

“Uh yeah, I am!” Steve nodded furiously. “She saved all of us, Nance! Multiple times!” He cried, swinging his bat to rest on his shoulder. “And you’re interrogating her like you think she’s the monster!”

“She’s a stranger, sue me for being cautious,” she scoffed. “She obviously lied to us in the store, she’s probably lying about how she ended up here too.”

“The store?” you repeated, eyes curiously bouncing between the two.

Nancy’s face tightened, almost like she was angry you dared to join the conversation. “You said you were trying to cheer up someone, a girl who couldn’t go outside on Halloween.”

Movement out of the corner of your eye alerted you to an audience currently peeking from the kitchen at the noise. Little eavesdroppers.

“And from what Hopper just told us,” she said. “That can’t be true,” she tilted her head tauntingly.

“Oh, so you do remember Halloween night?” Steve laughed harshly, causing the girl’s face to drop guiltily.

“Steve…”

“No, Nancy!” he held a hand up. “You know what? Who cares if she’s lying? She fought those things with me, a total stranger,” you winced internally. “and then she ran into the lab without thinking twice for Will and your brother! She saved us all practically by herself and is still helping us now even when she doesn’t have to! I think she’s entitled to a few secrets.”

“She didn’t save everyone,” Nancy snapped defensively, freezing when she realized what she had said.

You swore the temperature dropped twenty degrees as you looked up at her expressionless, grateful the sharp pain that splintered across your chest didn’t reflect on your face. Nancy couldn’t hide the panicked glance she sent towards your hands, which were humming with energy.

You would’ve snorted if you weren’t so upset. Not with Nancy, of course, but with yourself.

She wasn’t wrong, after all.

The door to the kitchen suddenly slammed open before you could say anything to the girl, sending you into fight mode. You quickly teleported into the corner of the room, everyone else following closely behind. Hopper was furiously scribbling on a notepad at the table. “What happened?”

“Will,” he rushed out. “He’s tapping on his chair.” Finally, he leaned back, allowing you to look. “I think he's talking, just not with words. We just have to keep Will, or the thing inside him, anyway, distracted while he tells us.”

“What is that?” Steve asked, and all of you hovered around the dots and dashes that littered the paper.

“Morse code,” you replied along with multiple people, nodding your head in approval. “He’s smart.”

“H-E-R-E,” Nancy read.

“Here,” the group said in unison.

“Will's still in there,” Hopper explained. “He’s saying something to us.”

“Looks like we got a plan after all,” Dustin grinned.

….

The harsh words Nancy said were tabled for later, you supposed, as you all hastily wrote down the corresponding letters to Will’s morse code that Hopper sent via walkie-talkie. The celebration of the resulting phrase “CLOSE GATE” was short-lived, however, as the Byers’ phone began to shrilly ring, sending you all into a frenzy.

“Who the hell is even calling this late?” Lucas yelled. The panic that filled you was swift and sudden, and rather than waste any more time you threw a hand in the direction of the phone, swiftly yanking it from the wall and sending it hurtling down the hall.

You made a mental note to apologize to Joyce later.

“Do we, uh, think Will heard that?” Dustin asked, glancing around the house.

“It’s just a phone,” Steve frowned. “Couldn’t it be from anywhere?”

A horrible shrieking, familiar to most of you, filled the air. Wryly, you stretched your arms out and flicked your braid over your shoulder while the kids flew to the windows, looking for any sign of the dogs on the horizon. “Guess that answers that question.”

“Shit!” The kitchen door bounced off the wall once more, revealing the rest of the group and an unconscious Will. “Get away from the windows!” Hopper yelled to the kids, lugging two guns inside. “Can you use this?” he asked you, holding a shotgun out.

The look on your face was priceless as you scoffed, waving your hands out dramatically. Nodding sheepishly, he asked the group the question again at large, ultimately handing it to, surprisingly, Nancy.

“Alright,” You pushed over the kids heads to look outside, nodding a little. “I’ll be right back.”

“What?” The vein on Hopper’s forehead pulsed angrily. “You’re not going out there.”

“I’m the first line of defense, Hop,” you rolled your eyes, pointing at yourself. “I ate a sandwich, I’ll be fine!”

He sputtered in response and without much of a farewell, you made sure to grab the hunting knife and teleported outside, hearing a faint “...away from the goddamn windows!” when you gracefully stepped down the front porch.

You shook out your shoulders, clocking the creatures that were already creeping in from the tree line, the single street light at the edge of the driveway casting a particularly horrifying glow on their shadows.

“Shit,” you shuddered, unable to remain as confident as you appeared in the house. No matter how much it thrilled you to fight, you couldn’t help but be nervous. You had no idea how many dogs were watching you.

It didn’t matter, you resolved. No matter what, you wouldn’t let them kill someone else. You spared a glance back to the house, letting out a chuckle at the faces that were smashed against the window again.

You had an audience.

Swallowing harshly, you allowed your mind to go blank. “Well, come on, already, Henry!” you taunted, beckoning whatever was out there closer.

Adrenaline pumped through your body as the creatures begin barreling towards you. It was like a choppy ocean wave, the dogs tripping over each other just as they did in the lab in an attempt to get to you first. You cleared your thoughts, tuning into the environment around you, and began to fight as the first few screeched and lunged.

It was likely that only minutes had passed by as you spared a glance down to the dogs that lay dead at your feet, the rush from fluttering around the yard leaving you a little dizzy. You had just taken a deep breath when you had to suddenly duck, the flailing body of a limp demodog was soaring over you, straight through the window of the house. What the hell?

Straightening, you were flooded with relief at the sight of the figure that stood a few feet away, commenting dryly. “Well, that was dramatic.”

At the very end of the driveway stood El, still donned in all black. With a quick pop you appeared next to her, fluttering around as she began to attack the remaining creatures with determination you hadn’t seen before.

“You’re a little shit, you know that?” you called out, yanking your knife out of a demodog and spraying the mailbox with blood. “I would’ve gone with you.”

She smiled, gesturing to the many bodies littered across Joyce’s lawn. “I needed to do it alone,” El responded. “Looks like they would’ve been in trouble if you weren’t here.”

You couldn’t help but agree.

“What happened here?” she asked.

Sharp pain suddenly flooded your senses as one of the creatures clawed at your leg, knocking you to the ground with a yelp.

You heard someone yell from inside the house.

“We need to close the gate,” you huffed, furious at the dog for pulling you into a puddle of blood.

My poor boots.

“Again?”

“Yep,” you grunted, kicking the monster in the head and closing your fist, squishing its petals with your mind. El helped you up, taking notice of the last remaining dogs that were left.

Together, you both raised your hands, flattening the creatures and filling the night with silence once more.

You looked at her, tucking a stray piece of hair back. “Where’d you go anyways?”

“Chicago.” You pulled her in for a hug with a chuckle.

Hopper was gonna have a heart attack.

Tightly, you squeezed her, feeling the smaller girl squeeze just as hard back. “Was it windy there?”

“Yes,” she nodded seriously when you broke apart. “Very windy.”

You snorted, sighing tiredly. “Did you find whatever it was you went there for?”

“Yes,” El smiled, grabbing your hand and tugging you towards the house. “I did.”

#steve harrington #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington/reader #stranger things fanfiction #steve harrington fic #stranger things #stranger things fanfic #steve harrington x you #stranger things au #fnlyroe #stranger things fic #fnlyroe:resonance

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Stranger Things AU where Chrissy doesn't die (why? Because I love her and she deserved better okay)

How does Chrissy not die? Stick with me on this one folks as I'm sure this will have plot holes but I'm sleep deprived and don't care! So when Chrissy goes to Eddie's trailer, Eddie puts on one of his records to give him some confidence, Chrissy is cool but he still feels pretty on edge dealing his product to "The Queen of Hawkins High." He puts on the newest record he got: Metallica Master of Puppets.

Chrissy is waiting for him to find what she asked for but can't help but listen to the music and honestly she didn't think she would like it but she did. She really did. But Eddie comes in and sees her staring at his record player and thinks she is annoyed by his music and stutters out apologies as he turns it off and continues in his search. She of course gets pulled into her hallucination and Eddie is freaking out but when she starts to levitate he bumps into his record player and it starts playing his album again.

Chrissy hears the song and it saves her, she didn't know it had become her favorite song that fast or in that moment, all she knew is that she heard it and she ran.

The song was Welcome Home (Sanitarium)

Her and Eddie are freaking out when she snaps out of it and they don't know what to do but Eddie knows a group of little geniuses and tells Chrissy and look she's desperate. She told Eddie what she saw and that she heard the music and look Eddie may have been held back but he is smart and hey if the music helped then he's all too happy to lend Chrissy his Walkman with the cassette of Master of Puppets.

The other victims happen and some other third person idk who, maybe one of Jason's friends.

Anyways Chrissy gets close with the whole Party and though she's scared she wants to help with the plan. Max offered to be bait but Chrissy firmly shut that down and offered to be the bait, her and Max got pretty close. She doesn't admit that she sees Max as a little sister.

Eddie and Chrissy are the next Platonic Soulmates with a capital P. "Eddie, my Dear Edward, I love you. You know I love you, but for the love of all that's Holy go shower. You think Steve's attracted to the stench of weed, the leftover smell of room of nerds and whatever you stepped in during today's lunch speech?"

Steve and Chrissy are bffs, former mean girls who love to gossip. "Steve you will never guess who is dating who now after just breaking, hint it's teachers not students."

Chrissy and Robin have a tentative friendship where Robin may or may not have developed a crush on Chrissy and Chrissy appreciates how real Robin is and is always ready to compliment the girl. "Oh I remember you worked at Scoops! You really pulled that uniform off, not many can do that believe me."

Chrissy lives! And gets adopted by the group and yeah her parents are assholes but that's just another thing for her and Steve to bond over. Sometimes she stays over at Steve's just to spite them.

Chrissy lives and learns to be comfortable with who she is while also learning who she wants to be with this ragtag group of amazing people who fought for her, with her, and would do so again without hesitation.

#chrissy lives au #she lives because i say so #eddie munson #steve Harrington #implied steddie #chrissy cunningham #maxine mayfield #max mayfield #robin buckley #the party #stranger things hc #stranger things the party #stranger things au

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justcallmetory · 1 year

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Urgh! The angst of Tyler Galpin X Sister! Reader— I LOVED IT

I'm probably going to make a few requests cuz I'm in love with your ideas(if you don't mind of course) but I will start with a not-so-random one

Could you do headcanons for Wednesday x Selective mute! Reader?

I'm making a series based on this pairing but the relationship/romance part it's not really my thing so...could you help? I mean, just ideas for them bonding and getting closer after season 1 would literally save me

It's such a pleasure to know that someone loves my works. Thanks you for the idea. I hope I managed to do it.

Wednesday x male! Reader

Your life before Nevermore

Your parents were sirens and used to attend Nevermore. When they found out you are mute, their life mission became making your life as comfortable as it was possible.

They showered you with love and tenderness but your peers were pretty cruel. They called you 'fish' and taunted constantly.

You often changed schools because of your parents who tried to stand up for you by all possible ways including siren' song.

You loved reading so you are the greatest nerd in the world.

You have a great imagination. Instead of watching TV like ordinary kids, you wrote fantastic stories about your adventures and you being normal. After all humiliation you became introverted and insecure.

You liked to have a stroll when streets get empty. You had a dog Bonnie so it was like your motivation to get out of your house. She was quite playful and adored you. You found her when she was a little sick puppy. She was left to die and local kids tried to make her die sooner throwing rocks in her but you protected her, shielding her with your back.

- Get lost, freak, or you want to get a punch?

- They are the same. This trash is dirty and ugly and this one can't even say a single word.

- His brain is so small that he can't do it!

They laughed at you but it was usual for you. You stopped trying to find out why people are so tyrannic towards you because you got used to it.

Your parents saved you and praised for bravery. You had nursed Bonnie till she got better. Eventually, she became normal and looked like other dogs and still she kept to your side.

One day you were walking around the town with Bonnie and she sniffed something and started barking. These were local bullies who made your life in school miserable but you kept it to myself.

- Who is here? Oh, that's the poor boy who can't even say something.

- Jack, he isn't going to say something. Maybe, we can do it with another way.

They rushed to you, taking out a small knife from their pockets to scare Bonnie but she didn't let them approach you. She attacked one of them and he stabbed her with the knife.

Meanwhile another bully tried to beat a soul out of you. When you saw her blood, you went ballistic. Your eyes were full of anger and something clicked inside of you. The bully stopped and you pushed him. He wasn't trying to defend himself then you glared at the other and he frose. He started shaking and fell on the ground. You dashed to Bonnie. Your phone was broken so you took her in your arms. She was heavy but you didn't have other options. Your parents were shocked to see you covered in blood after a walk.

It's a pity but Bonnie lost much blood and died in your arms. You were depressed for a long time, keeping her toys and photos.

You met the bullies in the school and they pinned you by your closet:

- We don't know how you and your shitty dog escaped but now we want to continue our conversation

You felt the anger again. Because of these bastards you lost your only friend. Their looks made your blood boil. You felt the feeling again and they froze. You used the opportunity and punched them, not caring that someone can see or hear you beat them. When you saw blood, you felt excitement. You were dragged by some teachers. That's how you were expelled.

Your parents didn't scold you for this and one day enrolled you to Nevermore, thinking that you can find some friends there.

Your life in Nevermore

Gossips about you reached the school before you. Everyone talked behind your back but you didn't care. Rumours about you reduced when this strange girl appeared because her story was more interesting than yours.

One day you were paired with her. She looked intimidating but turned out to be as indifferent to everything as you. You agreed to do your project in your room because you didn't have a rommie.

You were doing your project and she saw a photo on your table by your bed.

- Dog lover?- she asked showing you some signs

You squeezed a pen in your hand and ink was all over your hand. You left her, saying that you would be soon, trying to hold tears.

She was surprised and understood that the dog on the picture isn't ordinary but she was busy with her investigation so left the topic.

After the project your ways crossed rarely. You were also busy with investigating the case. You had your suspicions about Weens, who tried to hide death of Rowan. You was the one who found Thing at the station. It told you about Wednesday investigation.

That's when you started talking with Wednesday about the case. Some students started shipping you both.

She asked out the barista from Weathervane on the day of Raven. You, Eugene and her had decided to watch after the cave, but she chose to stay.

You left with Eugene. At first everything was okay but when someone appeared and burnt the cave you tried to see who it was, but you stepped on a branch and the sound revealed you. You tried to run away but the monster appeared. You tried to hypnotize it but its claws made a deep cut on your stomach. You passed out from blood loss.

Wednesday felt guilty and tried to visit both of you every day. Your parents appeared as soon as they heard about the accident. They had an argument with Weems calling her 'heartless witch who can't cope with her only duty - keep children safe' . They wanted to take you from the school but you were in coma. Wednesday promised them to look after you and they said that after the loss of Bonnie you avoided people so they are glad you to have found friends.

You woke up shortly after Eugene. Your parents wanted to take you away from Nevermore but you knew that if you do it, you will regret it. You had seen red boots and recognised them as Thornhill's.

You wanted to tell Wednesday but she already had left. You were worried and when Thing with Enid bumped into you, your guts told you that she is in a danger. You dashed to the Crypt with them, but when Enid started her transformation you had to go there by myself

You saw Tyler who was holding Wednesday by her collar so you pushed him. He transformed into a Hyde and attacked you. You used your hypnosis and it helped till the moment you lost control over him hearing some noises. He threw you in a tree and got ready to end your life but Enid saved you.

Wednesday dragged to Nevermore, knowing what's going on there right now. You saw the castle in fire and everyone was in panic but you were ready to any danger. While Wednesday was fighting with Crackstone, you were helping others to get out and then came back to the castle. You found Thornhill, who wanted to kill Wednesday so you attacked her from behind.

When everything ended, you took a small ball from your pocket, looking at it closely. It had some marks from Bonnie's teeth. You felt the hand on your shoulder, it was Wednesday. She hugged you tightly unexpectedly and you returned it. She told you about her Nero, who had been killed by bullies, and said the words you wanted to hear the most " I'm glad to have a friend like you" she smiled "If there were more people like you in the world, the world would be a better place. Hope to see you in the next semester"

" So do I" Enid appeared out of nowhere and hugged you

That's the time to turn a page and this time it will be easier with a friend who accepts you.

#wednesday #tyler galpin #wednesday addams x reader #wednesday characters x reader #mute reader #male reader #wednesday x male reader #wednesday angst

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softxsuki · 2 years

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...It's me again- can I have a urgent request with eren,levi and Jean with romantic s/o that has covid, but like it's really bad? (Headcanons pls)

It's like my surgery wasn't enough I needed to catch covid and I saw people yesterday 🥲

I feel like my whole body is dying rn

Thanks 😃❤️

Eren, Levi, and Jean Taking Care of Reader with Covid

Pairings: Eren x Gn!Reader, Levi x Gn!Reader, Jean x Gn!Reader

Warnings: reader sick with Covid

Genre: Modern AU, Comfort, some fluff?

Post-Type: Headcanons

Word Count: 900

Summary: How the boys react to you getting sick with Covid

[A/N: Hey! Thank you for your patience with your request. I'm sorry it's a little short and they might not be that great. I couldn't think of anything directly romantic to add to these, so I kept the romance a little subtle I hope that okay. I'm not exactly in the best mental state right now, but I wanted to get this done for you while you were still feeling unwell to help provide you with some comfort. So I hope these came out at least a little decent. Feel better soon <3 also sorry if there are any mistakes, I didn't proofread :(.]

Eren:

Protect this man

He’s so scared for you; literally thinks you’re going to die (you're not of course)

But he doesn’t outwardly show it, he’s just kinda freaking out on his own

You’re supposed to be quarantining in your room on your OWN, but Eren refuses to take his eyes off of you, he’ll sit in a chair in the corner of the room and keep you company no matter how many times you tell him to get out before he gets himself sick

No lie though, he would probably cozy up beside you in bed just so he can keep an even closer eye on you and properly take care of you

So consider your whole house a quarantine zone because he’s 100% getting infected with Covid and he doesn’t care

He takes very good care of you, giving you 10000% of his attention, making sure you get better as soon as possible

He googles a whole bunch of homemade remedies that people said worked for them, and prepares it all for you (orders all the ingredients online for delivery)

He takes your temperature every hour and as much as it hurts to see you in discomfort, he confiscates all your heavy blankets so your fever can go down quicker

Anything you want or need, he gets it for you

He also makes sure that you get plenty of rest, so while you sleep, he tries to keep himself occupied doing something else around the house or playing a game or something, making sure the volume is low so he doesn’t wake you up, but stays in the bedroom so he can watch over you

He’s super relieved when you’re fully healed, but get ready because it’ll be your turn to take care of him now, he has zero regrets though, he’s glad he was able to care for you instead of avoiding you for a week

Levi:

Let’s not kid ourselves here, Levi is GONE as soon as he knows you have Covid

But that doesn’t mean he won’t take care of you–he just does so from afar

As soon as he finds out, your bedroom becomes your quarantine zone

He starts wearing a mask around the house 24/7, even when he showers because he is NOT taking any chances, he refuses to get sick

However, he does want you to get better and his heart breaks at hearing your coughs and groans of fatigue and pain, so he comes up with a plan

He prepares you meals and leaves them outside the door for you, knocking quickly to let you know the food is ready and runs to the other side of the room and waits for you to get your food

It’ll be a relief for you though, knowing that Levi won’t get sick because of you

He’s extra diligent and frequent with his cleaning even though you never leave the room for the whole week, using the connected bathroom in the room to shower and use the toilet; Levi sticks to the spare bathroom and bedroom

He’s a busy, responsible man though so he does continue to go to work; he calls a friend over to watch over you to make sure you have someone around incase of an emergency and someone to make sure you’re well fed and hydrated

His phone ringer stays on for a change incase he receives a call and needs to rush to you immediately

Once you’re fully recovered and Covid free, Levi gets to work in cleaning your spare bedroom because he needs to be back to sleeping by your side immediately; he’d never admit how much he missed having you in his arms as he slept–that week was especially lonely for him and he’s relieved to have you healthy and happy again

Jean:

Jean is another one who is super worried at first, especially when he notices your discomfort

He does stick to keeping his distance from you, but it kills him inside to be parted from you for so long, so as the days pass he gets very impatient

Tries entering your room where you’re quarantining before the recommended amount of days is up, so be strict with him, he’ll listen if you tell him no

Jean pretends to busy himself around the house, calling in for work saying he can’t make it, but his excuse to you is that he’s feeling a little under the weather (lies)

He’ll never admit that he’s worried about you or that he’s calling in just so he can keep an eye on you

He sits behind the door and asks you to sit on the other side of it and you guys have some conversations, but then he feels bad when he hears you cough and tells you to get back in bed so you can rest

Keeps you well fed and even tries to sneakily hand you your food himself, but you have to shoo him away

He can’t wait for the day that he can hold you and kiss you again, he misses you more than he thought he would–not that he’d admit it

He tries to act normally when you’re cleared to end your quarantine, but his giddy smile that slips out a few times gives him away

Good luck getting out of his grip, he’s super clingy for the next few days

REQUESTS ARE OPEN :D

Posted: 10/18/2022

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fandomtherapy44 · 7 months

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castiel x reader

Summary: This story is from the perspective of Y/n Winchester. The sister Of Sam and Dean. We will be starting from season four since sadly we did not get Misha Collins as Castiel throughout the whole series. It will start off as a friendship, but it will grow more as the series goes on. I will be skipping some episodes even though they are great episodes they do not push the story forward. I am so excited to get to write this since they are not many Castiel X reader stories out there. Okay without further due Love War & Grace enjoy the Story.

Paring: Castiel X Reader

Word count: 3,330 words

Warnings: Some language, Typical Supernatural violence, Spoilers for season four of Supernatural, Reader gets hurt

Chapter 9: On The Head of a Pin

POV:Y/n

Another person died, another life lost to this stupid war between things, and a possible coming of Satan that theoretically should not even be real! And she's dead because of me. I keep on thinking about this on repeat. That I'm not even paying attention to the tense conversation going on between my two brothers. “Y/n did you hear me?” Sam asked me from looking at the rear-view mirror. My eyes were starting to tear up from me staring at the window without blinking and things were becoming blurry. “Huh? What?” He kind of huffs.

“I said Ruby will meet us outside Cheyenne. She's been tracking some leads. I know she's not exactly on your Guys Christmas list, but if she can help us get to Lilith—” Of course it's Ruby. My favorite person along with Alice from Hell-land. “Look Sam I couldn't really give a rat's ass. If you work with her or not. "I said back tired of this bullshit because of Ruby. “I agree with her.” Dean said as he looked back at me nodding letting me know he was standing with me. “What's your guy's problem?” “Pamela didn't want anything to do with this and we dragged her back into it, Sam. I did.” I said back at him quickly, getting madder at myself and slowed down thinking about my words.

“She knew what was at stake.” Sam responded and, in that moment, I really just wanted to scream. “” She knew what was at stake.” you know what, fuck off Sam a person should not have to practically die every time they help us, we’re doing such a damn good job! So, Pam dying was totally not in vain.” I finished with a tear running down my face. Both boys look at each other than at me. “Y/n-” “I'm so tired of burying friends Guys.” “Look, we catch a fresh trail—” Sam said, trying to move on. “And we follow it, we know. Like we said, we’re just—we’re just getting tired.” Dean answered for us. “Well, get angry.” Sam responded. Oh, I'm basically the hulk at this point.

We get our room keys and all I want to do is get drunk and cry myself to sleep but I guess someone else had a different Idea. “Ah, Home crappy home” Dean said dis heartedly flipping on the lights. Just once it would be nice to have a room that didn't look and smell like it was made by a drunk guy who hadn’t showered in three days. When the lights come on their standing is Cas and my bestie Uriel. “Winchesters” Uriel said with a hint of disgust. “Oh, come on.” Dean said in return. "You are needed.” Needed really, we can’t ever catch a break huh? “Needed? We just got back from needed.” Dean said standing up for us while I was trying to keep myself from going full Winchester on Uriel. “Now, you mind your tone with me.” Well, I tried.

“No, you mind your damn tone with us.” I said, stepping up to Uriel. “We just got back from Pamela's funeral.” Sam said adding in to drive the fact into these Angels that a life was just lost for their stupid war. I kept it going. “Pamela. You know, psychic Pamela? You remember her. Cas, you remember her. You burned her eyes out. Remember that? Good times. Yeah, then she died saving one of your precious seals. So maybe you can stop pushing us around like chess pieces for five freaking minutes!” I know Cas didn't mean for that to happen but in that minute all I saw was red and I was ready to start my own war.

“We raised your brother out of hell for our purposes.” Dean stepped next to us. “Yeah, what were those again? What exactly did you want from me?” “Start with gratitude.” Ok I'm about to go WWE on him. “Dean, we know this is difficult to understand.” Cas said to him trying to reason with him. “And we—” Uriel looked at Cas in a very weird way and he looked back. “—don't care. Now, seven angels have been murdered, all of them from our garrison. The last one was killed tonight.” Uriel finished in a very serious voice. Wait Angels being murdered dammit now I got to care for Cas's sake now if it was just Uriel, I could live with that. “Demons? How they doing it?” Dean questioned and how do we know it was demons I mean I guess it makes sense, but could they be that careless and dumb never mind, Ruby is one of them.

“We don't know.” “I'm sorry, but what do you want us to do about it? I mean, a demon with the juice to ice angels has to be out of our league, right?” Sam said to them, and he was right, we are just humans. “We can handle the demons, thank you very much.” God I just want to smack that smug look off his face. “Once we find whoever it is.” Cas said, diffusing the tension. “Ha So you need our help hunting a demon? Now that’s funny” I said walking closer to Uriel. "Not quite. We have Alastair.” Cas said, looking at me. “Great. He should be able to name your trigger man.” Dean said to them hinting that they don't need us. “But he won't talk. Alastair's will is very strong. We've arrived at an impasse.” Okay so what do they need?

“Yeah, well, he's like a black belt in torture. I mean, you guys are out of your league.” Dean said to them. “That's why we've come to his student. You happen to be the most qualified interrogator we've got.” Uriel finished and I am filled with more rage first this angel insults me and now he wants my brother to do torture and if he does, I know it will torture his own soul. “Dean, you are our best hope.” Cas said to him pleading I know he would not be asking this if Uriel was not here. “No. No way. You can't ask me to do this, Cas. Not this.” Uriel walks up to him, and I know what he is about to do so I grab Dean’s hand. “Who said anything about asking?” And we disappear.

We drop into this room and Uriel comes barking at me. “How dare you go against the direct order of God you cockroach.” “How dare you think I would let you kidnap my brother and force him to do this you chicken wings.” I said getting right back in his face. Cas comes in between the two of us.”Y/n Will stay.” “No, she will not.” “I'll just walk back here every time, Uriel, so either leave me alone or you spend the whole night trying to get rid of me your choice.” I said standing victoriously. Dean did not say anything; he was too distracted by the room.

“This devil's trap is old Enochian. He's bound completely.” Cas said about what Alastair was in trapped by. “Fascinating.” Dean said, walking away. “Where's the door? Come on Y/n.” “Where are you going?” Cas questions. “Hitch back to Cheyenne, thank you very much.” We start to walk but Uriel blocks us. “Angels are dying, boy.” “Everybody's dying these days. And hey, I get it. You're all-powerful. You can make me do whatever you want. But you can't make me do this.”

“This is too much to ask, I know. But we have to ask it.” I don’t know what is up with Cas, but I know he does not want this as much as us. “We want to talk to Cas alone.” Dean said, turning to Uriel. “I think I'll go seek revelation. We might have some further orders.” “Well, get some donuts while you're out.” Dean said back to him. “Ah, this one just won't quit, will he? I think I'm starting to like you, boy.” Before he leaves, he gives me a glare. And I give him the middle finger.

“You guys don't walk enough. You're gonna get flabby.” Dean jokes. “You know, I'm starting to think Junkless has a better sense of humor than you do.” He said referring to Cas. “Uriel's the funniest angel in the garrison. Ask anyone.” Wow, they really need to get some basic cable tv. “Tell Uriel, or whoever...you do not want me doing this, trust me.” Dean asked, pleading with Cas. “Want it, no. But I have been told we need it.” Told? “You ask me to open that door and walk through it, you will not like what walks back out.” “For what it's worth, I would give anything not to have you do this.” “Dean, you don’t have to do this.” I told him with my whole heart. “Yes, I do Y/n not just for the Angels but for myself I'll be okay.” He said hugging me and kissed my head. He let’s go and walks towards the torture table.

Dean has been locked in the room with Alistair for about thirty minutes and all Cas and I have been hearing moans of pain. I break the silence. “What's going on, Cas? Since when does Uriel put a leash on you?” He looks at me like he is a little ashamed. “My superiors have begun to question my sympathies.” “Your sympathies? What the fuck does that even mean?” “I was getting too close to the humans in my charge. You. They feel I've begun to express emotions. The doorways to doubt. This can impair my judgment.” I go to sit on the big middle table and pat the side to me for him to sit. And he does. “Look Cas that sympathy that you feel is good, it means that you have your own thoughts and feelings. It is what makes you well you. Also screw Uriel and every other Angel like him. And well I wouldn't be friends with you if you weren’t.”

He gives me a warm smile and our hands are right next together and our pinkies are almost touching. Just then the lights explode, and we jump off the table and their standing is Anna. “Anna.” “Hello, Castiel, Y/n.” Anna said to us. I'm surprised she’s not dust condensing the last time we saw her she exploded in light. “Your human body—” “It was destroyed, I know. But I guess I'm sentimental. Called in some old favors and…” She gestured to her body. Alistair screams louder and we all look to the door. “You shouldn't be here. We still have orders to kill you.” Cas said to Anna with an intense look. “Somehow, I don't think you'll try. Where's Uriel?” “He went to receive revelation.” “Right.” “Why are you letting Dean do this?” she asked Cas with emotion.

“He's doing God's work.” He responded back I didn’t say anything I wanted to see what he would say. “Torturing? That's God's work? Stop him, Cas, please. Before you ruin the one real weapon you have.” She was right but Cas had to see that for himself. “Who are we to question the will of God?” “Unless this isn't his will.” “Then where do the orders come from?” “I don't know. One of our superiors, maybe, but not him.” “These orders are wrong, and you know it. But you can do the right thing. You're afraid, Cas. I was too. But together, we can still— “She goes to touch his hand, but he pulls away.

“Together?” He yanks away his hand. “I am nothing like you. You fell. Go.” Dammit Cas. “Cas.” “Go.” Anna looks at me and we both nod at each other in general respect and she vanishes. Cas looks pissed. “She’s right Cas do you really truly believe this is the will of the loving father you believe so much in.” “Why can't it be! “He raised his voice at me, and I wanted to yell back but instead I recognized his voice and how there was pain in it. I start to lift my shirt and show Cas. “Why are you doing that?” “Because I want to show you what happens when you have blind faith in something, sometimes it doesn't always be there for you.” I show him my scar.

“This is from when I was thirteen my brothers were at some sleepover and my dad thought it would be a good idea to go on a hunt when he was coming off a drunken bender and I got slashed by a werewolf was close to death, but he had enough conscience to call nine one one. I just so wanted to spend time with him, so I ran into that forest without hesitation with no plan. The boys don’t even know I didn’t want them to know the only people who do are my joke of a father, Bobby, and well now you. And all this is to tell you is to trust yourself and make sure what you're ever doing is for yourself and no one else."

I finish with a small smile. We stare at each other for a second before we start to hear grunts from the room. We burst and Dean is getting the shit kicked out of him of a supposed to be strung up Alistair. “Dean!” Alistair throws him to the ground and goes to check on him when Cas goes to fight Alistair and he wasn’t moving. I start to hear chanting and I look to see Cas getting his ass latined by Alistair. So, I come up behind and throw him off. He sets his sights on me. He goes after me, and I dodge and go to punch him, but he catches my hand and twisted it. “Ahh” I am brought down to my knees by the pain.

“After I kill your Angel boyfriend and your favorite brother I will do ten fold to you what he did to me.” I hear a crack and I scream. “Wow you've got strong bones, it looks like just a sprang, how about we make it broken.” “Get the Hell away from my sister,” It was Sam.

“Stupid pet tricks.” He said to Sam as he pushed him against the wall. “Who's murdering the angels? How are they doing it?” “You think I'm gonna tell you?” “Yeah, I do. "Sam twists his hand. Alastair's eyes roll white, and he chokes. And I watch in horror. “How are the demons killing angels?” “I don't know.” “Right.” “It's not us. We're not doing it.” “I don't believe you.” “Lilith is not behind this. She wouldn't kill seven angels. Oh, she'd kill a hundred, a thousand.” Sam stopped choking him. “Oh, go ahead. Send me back, if you can.” “I'm stronger than that now. Now I can kill.” Excuse me? I watch as gold light flares inside Alastair as he screams. Alastair's host collapses, dead.

“There you go, now go very easy on it and take pain meds as needed.” The nurse was explaining how to take care of my wrist as if I hadn’t sprung it a billion times, but she doesn’t know that. “How did you do that again?” “Uh, bike accident I’m very clumsy.” “Yeah, you might want to stay off the bike.” “Yup you are totally right, thanks again.” I get up and walk out of the little room I was in.

Knock knock “Hey how’s he doing?” I ask Sam as if I didn’t know the answer. “Uh good as you can be on a breathing tube how about you?” “Well Alistair was right about one thing; it was just a sprang guess I do have strong bones.” I said trying to lighten the mood as much as possible. I notice that Sam is not really looking at me but behind me. It was Cas walking away, Sam and I followed.

“Sam—” “Get in there and heal him. Miracle. Now.” “I can't.” “What do you mean You and Uriel put him in there— “I said to him. “No.” “—because you can't keep a simple devil's trap together.” Sam was right. “I don't know what happened. That trap...it shouldn't have broken. I am sorry.” I know he was. “This whole thing was pointless. You understand that? The demons aren't doing the hits. Something else is killing your soldiers.” “Perhaps Alastair was lying.” Cas said, trying to justify in a way what just happened. “No, he wasn't.” Sam walks back to Dean with that. “Remember what I said Cas trust yourself.” I linger for Second looking at him and walk back to Dean.

Sam and I are now just waiting for Dean to wake up and I realize I should probably call Bobby and tell him what happened, but I don’t have my phone neither does Sam we were too concerned about getting Dean to the ER. “Uh, can I have the keys I need to get the phones.” “Here, be careful.” Sam called out to me as I was walking out the room “Always am.”

I walk into the elevator down into the car garage and the lights start to flicker. Note to self-check for ghost readings when you get back up. I walk to the car about to open the door when I see a reflection of Uriel. “It’s all because of you!” I turn around and he looks pissed more than usual. “What are you talking about Uriel?” He was getting closer. “Ever since he’s met you, he has been disobedient!” “Woah this is about Cas! for the last time he his not your fucking Dog!” He then hits me down. “He was a loyal soldier then he met you little slut.” I kicked him up.

“You can call me whatever you want but Cas. Punch Is. Punch Not. Punch A. Punch Dog.” He grabs my hand. “Ah I see a sprained wrist, why don’t I heal it for you.” He slowly twists it until it breaks. “AHHH!!!” “Aww that hurts huh this could have all been avoided if you had left him alone. He could have helped me.” “What … are … you…talking … about.” I said between bloody breaths. “You killed the angels, didn’t you?” “Yeah, I did and I'm about to add one small stupid human to the list. I'll just tell Cas you were killed by a demon. He’ll be sad but hopefully he can turn that into bloodlust.” He is about to stab me but instead he is. It’s Cas, Uriel drops. “Oh Y/n I'm so sorry.” I look up and go running into his arms and hug him tight. “I thought… I thought I was dead.” He hugged me back.

We walked back into the hospital, and I was lipping. “Oh my gosh did you get on a motorbike!” It was the nurse from before. “Yeah, something like that.” They took me to a room and Cas looked worried and I gave him a smile.

“What the Hell, so Uriel huh.” It was Sam. “Yeah he was secretly for team apocalypse if not for Cas I would-.” “Well, you're not you're still my annoying little sis right” “Yeah” “I should probably go tell Dean and hope he doesn't freak.” “Oh, come on Sam he is Dean Winchester he is definitely going to freak.” We both laugh. “You'll be, ok? For a few minutes.” “I'll be fine.” He gives me his goofy smile and walks away. Cas walks in.

“Hey.” “Hi.” “How are you doing?” He asked me. “Oh good, the strong pain meds really help.” He looked sad. “Look, this wasn’t your fault.” “Yes, it is I should have seen-” “You couldn't have seen anything. I would rather have a hundred broken wrists than not stand up for you” “You shouldn't have too” “But I will always for the people I care about.”

Hey everyone, hope you all are having a good day and that you enjoyed this chapter! I think that was our first hug of many with Cas. So, the next episode is it’s a terrible life which should be fun to write a different version of Y/n. Also, I am going to post a playlist for y/n on Spotify to add to the story so listen if you like!

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runningfrom2am · 11 months

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the sea around us; chapter nine

In which Rafe Cameron has to choose between his dad and a pogue who's changing his outlook on life more and more every day.

(rafe cameron x f!oc)

(eventual!jj maybank x f!oc)

warnings/tags: violence, drug/alcohol use, smoking, sexual content (if you squint), slowburn, older brother’s best friend, (these tags are obv not exhaustive but regardless it’s pretty PG13)

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When I'm ready to return to the party, I feel like I've absolutely lost my mind. Quite literally, the only thing I feel even remotely capable of thinking about is Rafe. Maybe I love him. Maybe I didn't splash my face with water enough times in the bathroom. I know I'm just drunk.

I pull the door open and start to go for the stairs I came up when I hear a voice behind me. "Hey." Then a whistle, trying to get my attention. I turn, just as I see Rafe standing up straighter from where he was leaning on the wall.

"Oh, hi!" I smile, pushing my slightly damp bangs out of my face. "I was just going to look for you." I can hear the drunk in my own voice. It's so annoying.

"Well, here I am." Rafe grins, holding his drink up to his lips.

"Are you okay?" He asks me, finishing off his drink. "I didn't mean to freak you out or anything, you know, I'm sorry about that." He sounds nervous.

"No, no way. I'm fine. That was fine." I nod nervously, smiling at him. "I didn't mind one bit." I feel my cheeks burning.

I can see Rafe relax a little bit, he looked a little wound up about it. "I just, you know, it felt right." He shrugged. I'm glad he felt the same.

"Ugh- do you know what I really want right now?" I hear myself saying, changing the subject.

"What's that, Snowy?" He asks.

"I would literally die for a hot bath right now." I giggle, leaning back against the wall, and looking up at the ceiling as it spins.

"That can be arranged. Could it wait till we get back to Tannyhill? Or I can find you another bathroom where you won't be bothered.." He suggests and I laugh, shaking my head. I don't remember agreeing to go back with him, but I don't mind. The shower in the guest room that I used the other day was beautiful.

"It definitely can wait. I've made the mistake of having a bath at a party before." I lower my eyes from the ceiling to meet Rafe's.

"You- what?" He chuckles, looking truly confused.

"You heard," I say, giving a slight nod. "Completely naked, door unlocked, everything. There's a picture of me passed out drunk in a tub with a bowl full of my own vomit out there somewhere. I think Kie has it."

"Wow," He laughs. "Here I was thinking that this may be the drunkest you've ever been."

"Not yet, but I'm getting there." I joke, reaching out for his hand so we can go back downstairs. He takes it and has to hold it up a little bit to keep me from falling. "Do we need a ride? I'm kind of ready to go." I ask over the music, which is louder now that we're back on the ground floor.

"I can find someone," Rafe assured me, scanning the room. He's not standing the steadiest either, so he wraps his arms around my shoulders, holding me from behind and resting his chin on the top of my head. He's not nearly sober enough to drive a dirt bike.

"Maybe we can ask Kegs?" I haven't seen him drink." I suggest, looking around for my brother but I don't see him.

"No- no he can't drive. He's been taking shots I think." Rafe said, sounding unsure.

I gasp suddenly, making him jump a little bit. "I'll call John B! No.. that's probably not the best idea. I can call Kie! She'll come to get us." I tell him. "Can I borrow your phone?"

Rafe nods and holds it out to me. "If you're sure she'll be okay with this."

"I'm not gonna hide anything from her, she won't mind. I know it." I smile, taking his unlocked phone and struggling to see the phone app, and then the numbers. It takes me a minute to dial, but finally, I get it and I head for the door. It is much quieter outside. Rafe is close behind me as I run out onto the lawn, laying down in the grass as the phone rings.

"Uh, hello?"

"Kie! Oh my god hi!" I say, waving Rafe away. "Rafe- give me like two minutes okay I want to talk to her," I whisper and he laughs, nodding as he walks back up to the porch and leans against the railing, watching me.

"Snowy? Are you with Rafe Cameron? What are you doing?" Kie sounds shocked, suddenly much more awake.

"Yeah, I am." I giggle. "He invited me to this awesome party at Kelce's, I'm having so much fun."

"That's great Snowy, but why would Rafe invite you to a party?"

"I don't know honestly, but we've been talking all night and we just get along so, so well." I say, looking up at him and waving, which he returns. "Kie, he kissed me," I whisper.

A few seconds of silence follow, and I can practically hear her confusion.

"Snowy, are you for real? Did you want that?" Kie asks quickly, seeming worried.

"No, no Kie I'm fine. I definitely wanted that. He has not left my side all night, and god he is just so pretty. His arms are just so.. ugh, I feel like my heart is going to explode." I giggle. "And! And, he called me Juliette. And I liked it, Kie. Isn't that crazy?"

"Oh my god.." Kie sighs. "Okay, well, if you're happy, I'm happy." She reluctantly says. "Is that what you called to tell me? That you're in love with a Kook?"

"Not exactly, can I ask you for the biggest, biggest favor in the whole wide world?" I ask hopefully.

"You need a ride?"

"We need a ride, to Tannyhill, yeah."

"To Tannyhill. Of course..." I hear her sigh as she gets up out of bed. "Where are you?"

"Uhm... I don't know. One sec." I say, looking around. I know I'm at Kelce's, but I don't know what the address is. "Rafe?" I shout over to him, standing up very unsteadily. He's here in almost an instant.

"Is Kie coming to get us?" He asks.

"Yeah, but I don't know the address." He nods and I pass him the phone, he holds it up to his ear.

"Hey, Kiara." He says, the smile on his face fading a bit as I can hear her say something to him after. "Yeah, no, of course. I just think she'll be more comfortable. She said she wants a bath and we have a bunch at home so she can take her pick." He chuckles. He then tells her the address, and before he hangs up I get as close as I can while he's still got it to his ear, so I can say "I love you" and "thank you" to Kie.

Rafe hangs up and looks at me. "She's not pleased, hey?" He asks and I shrug.

"It's whatever, she supports my decisions. It's JJ I'm worried about." His eyes harden a little when I mention JJ.

"Well, I don't see why he can't suck it up." He said, seeming frustrated with the idea.

"He will at some point," I explain. "Should we do an Irish goodbye? Or.." I suggest and he laughs.

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When Kie arrives, Rafe is just finishing up saying goodbye to some friends on the porch, and I run up, jumping in her passenger seat.

"Hey Kie, I appreciate and love you so so so much..." I smile, leaning over and hugging her, she can't help but smile and hug me back.

"Snowy, are you sure about this?" She asks, pulling away and looking at me seriously. "I can take you back to John B's, it's not too far."

"No, Kie, I swear I'm fine. Rafe promised me I could have a bath." I tell her, I love baths, I haven't had a long relaxing bath in probably years.

"Snowy I am so serious right now, be careful." She says quickly as Rafe approaches the car so he doesn't hear. He hops in the back and she gives me a look of uncertainty but agrees to drive us anyway.

Back at Rafe's house, I jump out and run around to Kie's side to open her door and give her a hug.

"I seriously love you so much. You're the best." I tell her, and she hugs me back again.

"I love you too, Snow. Just please be safe. Call me if you need me." She tells me. "Also hurry up and have that bath- you smell like booze." She jokes and I let her go.

"Sorry.." I giggle, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek as I step back, almost falling backward from the weight of my backpack, which is still somehow much lighter than it was when we arrived.

"Let's go, Snowy," Rafe says, grabbing my backpack to steady me.

I nod and wave goodbye to Kie, walking up to the house with Rafe while he has his arm around my shoulders. I see him glance back at the car as Kie pulls away.

"I missed her.." I say out loud.

"It was nice of her to drive us." He nods.

"It's so weird they weren't there." I continue as Rafe guides me up the stairs inside the home.

"Shhh... I think my parents and Wheeze are asleep." Rafe shushes me and I nod.

"Right. Sorry." I whisper.

He takes me up to his room and I put my backpack down next to the bed.

"Still want to have that bath?" He asks, walking over to his bathroom and flicking the light on.

"Oh my god, yes please." I smile, already going to pull my shirt off, not having a care in the world if he sees me shirtless.

"Woah, wait- I'll get it running and then you can go in and get ready." He says, laughing a little.

"Sorry." I laugh, embarrassed now as I pull my top back down. He didn't look anyways, I don't think, but still.

"Don't be sorry, it's definitely fine by me, I just don't think you want to do that." He explains vaguely.

He goes into the bathroom and turns on the faucet, grabbing something from under the sink and heading back over to the tub, out of my view.

I lay back on the bed and look around at his posters and everything. He's got a few photos of family and friends, a couple of golf trophies, and some miscellaneous sports or movie posters.

"I didn't know you liked the fast and furious movies." I giggle, sitting up to look at the poster.

"Yeah, they're pretty cool. I don't know, that was a Christmas gift from Sarah a few years ago." Rafe tells me, coming out of the bathroom, and wiping his hands on his shorts. "Bathroom is all yours." He says, coming over to the bed and laying next to me.

"I love those movies," I tell him, turning my head to look his way, seeing he's already staring at me.

"Really? You do?" He smiles, and I can see a glint of something in his eyes, hardly decipherable, but I can tell he's happy. I think he probably likes them more than what he said.

"Yeah, they're some of my favorites." I say, staying there on the bed for a minute before getting up.

"Bath time," I say, walking in and closing the door behind me.

"Thank you!" I say through the door, smiling at the bubbles he put in for me.

"Shout if you need anything!" Rafe replies.

I strip down and get in, feeling the warmth rush over my body and a deep breath leaves my chest. This is instantly the best bath I have ever had.

After a few minutes of laying there with my eyes closed, I realize I'm falling asleep. I don't want to make that mistake again.

"Hey, Rafe?" I ask, hoping he can hear me at a normal volume.

"Yeah?" I hear his response.

"Can you come in here?" I ask, and there's a pause before he replies.

"Are you alright?" He asks, sounding puzzled.

"Yeah. I just want some company."

I pull the glass door of the bath closed and I hear him open the door, I can just see shadows through the glass, and how he opened it just a little to peak in before he fully entered.

He comes in and sits on the ground at the wall next to where my feet are.

"Hi." I giggle.

"Hello there." He replies, laughing a little as well. "How is it?"

"Only the best bath I have ever had in my life," I reply, and I can see him nod.

"I'm glad."

"The bubbles were a nice touch."

"I figured you would like that."

"How did you know?"

"Well, girls like that kind of stuff. And you have a very bubbly personality, I'd say."

I giggle a little bit. "Yeah, it's a fair assumption."

"Can I ask you something?" He asks after a moment.

"Yeah, anything." I say, and a moment of silence follows.

"So, like, what's up with you and the Maybank kid anyways?" He asks.

I sigh and sink down in the water. "Well, nothing. He's my best friend. I love him." I explain.

"I feel like there's more to that story."

"Yeah, a little, but I don't want to talk about it honestly." I admit. "He hurt me, I guess."

"Some best friend he must be if he could hurt you." Rafe says sarcastically.

"I don't think he meant to." I try and justify what happened.

"Did he hit you?"

"No, no way. God no. I mean like, emotionally... I guess." I explain. "But that was a year ago and I know I was just being a baby."

"I doubt that." He says. I can tell by his tone that he still has questions, but he decides to drop it.

"So.. do you want to talk about what happened with us instead?" Rafe asks, after a few moments of quiet.

"The kiss?" I ask, it's a stupid question. Of course, that's what he means.

"Yeah, seriously I'm sorry if I overstepped-"

"Rafe, if you overstepped do you think I would be in your bathtub right now?" I laugh, interrupting him before he gets too carried away.

"Yeah, I guess. I just wanted to make sure I didn't fuck everything up." He says. How could he possibly have fucked anything up?

"You couldn't if you tried, I don't think." I try and ease his worries.

"Snowy, you don't know me apparently- I am the expert on screwing things up."

I frown at that- why would he feel that way? It makes me sad.

"Okay, keep in mind how smashed I am right now when I tell you this," I laugh. "You couldn't fuck it up if you tried because I know I really like you." I hold my breath while I wait for him to say something, trying to hone in on how drunk I'm still feeling so I don't have to admit to myself that I said that to him.

"Alright, now you keep in mind how smashed I am when I say this; I think I really like you too." I feel my cheeks burn as he says that. Keeping in mind how smashed he is, yes, he could be making this up. But, why would he invite me to pre's alone if he didn't at least want to get to know me? That's a good sign. Maybe he just felt the same way about me that I did about him. He's cute, he's nice, I wanted to get to know him and if something happened? Great. If not, I'm fine either way.

"But, before you say anything, I feel bad about how this happened. So please, if you remember this tomorrow, let me take you out sometime." He adds, and I'm surprised about how I could blush more, I'm just glad he can't see me right now.

"Yeah.. yeah I would like that."

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A/N; eeeeee i loved this so much!! i hope you guys are enjoying as much as i am :) -R

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Post Muchimido Ending Au headcanons pt. 5

(Repost without the mature label)

-One day, Midori and Muchisute chatted about the other freaks and what they think they could be up to these days. Muchisute said Kanabun probably became a male stripper to support himself.

-Hoichi and the human worm were brought up, and Midori asked about their whereabouts and if they left with Akaza and Benietsu, to which Muchisute responded that he didn't see them leave the circus with them. The realization hits them that Hoichi and the human worm were just left to die there and they were just like 😐

-Stockholm syndrome Middy loves cooking Muchi his favorite food. When she tells him that he's just like "hm." bc he's never received this type of special treatment in his life.

-She also loves to run up to him to give him kisses when they're done eating, only for him to be weirded out.

-She also likes to run up to him to give him hugs. Depending on his mood, he either pushes her away or lets her hold on.

-One time, she booped his nose and he kicked her in the chest in return.

-She forgives him every time be poor girl thinks he really loves her:(

-Showering her with kisses after she lets him do her in, the stuff he says to her is even better /s; "You've been such a good girl, Midori.", “Such a good little girl", "You're mine"

-Muchisute has made her walk around topless or bottomless a few times.

-Ok but Post Stockholm syndrome Middy does about anything to try and sexually satisfy Muchisute. In bed, she'll press her coochie against his leg, lick his nips, grab the sides of his waist, she also tries to give him hickies herself and she leaves the smallest bite marks ever.

-Muchisute barely feels anything when she bites him, like, it actually tickles him lol. He laughs and tells her she’s so pathetic.

-Around Christmas time, Midori asks Muchisute what they’re going to do and he’s like, “um, we don’t have that kind of money.”. Midori goes 🙁. So for Christmas, Midori just purchases sweets for both herself and him, “I got dango and taiyaki ^_^”. Muchi doesn’t really care for sweets but eats a few anyways cuz why not, it’s food.

-Muchisute kinda finds Post-SS Midori annoying so he’s physically abusive to her every now and then to put her in her place.

Send in more muchimido scenarios pls

Merry [Late] Christmas btw!❄️☃️🎄

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bi4pan-polls · 11 months

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I would like to present, for your consideration, Stephanie Lauter and Peter Spankoffski from Hatchetfield.

Steph has been confirmed to be canonically pan by her actress, Pete has huge bi vibes (and is sorta implied to be transmasc?)

Hatchetfield is a horror anthology series. So far there are three musicals and eight episodes of a webshow, and everything but the most recent musical is currently available for free on YouTube. Steph and Pete have two major appearances.

The first is in the web episode Abstinence Camp, a Friday the 13th spoof. At the start of the episode, they're both forced to attend a Christian summer camp, an idea that they hate bond over. They've got a bit of banter and hit it off well. Highlights include Steph giving him contraband chocolate bars when the counselors don't care about his lowering blood sugar, Pete agreeing she got the short end of the stick in her situation, and the both of them being generally pretty snarky together.

There's a scene where Steph decides to test the camp's rules (and get some privacy) by showering in the boys' washroom. Pete is the only one there, and his first instinct is to do the respectful thing and let her be in there alone, only staying to finish cleaning when she insists it's okay if he's in there. (They have more banter, she finds out just how hot he is when you actually get a good look at him. He's described as jacked in this scene, but due to a recast, this is most certainly retconned. Still a cute moment between them). It culminates in them deciding to test the ghost story running around the camp that doing anything remotely sexy will get you killed by a spirit living in the woods, but are caught before anything can happen. Between getting into trouble and the audience knowing that there have already been other deaths, it's for the best that Steph plans to make an escape. What's sweet, though, is that she makes a point to get Pete to come too.

Throughout the whole climax of the story they both actively try to protect each other. Pete yells at the Axe-Man to leave Steph alone, she shields him from harm when he accidentally breaks his leg. By the end of the story they're both still alive, and are actively aware they're the only ones who know just how fucked up the camp is. It's implied they keep protecting each other that whole summer.

(If there are any Hatchetfans reading this and you haven't seen NPMD yet, here is your spoiler warning.)

Their most recent appearance is in the newest Musical, Nerdy Prudes Must Die. NPMD is also a slasher spoof, but with a twist: the nerds are in danger and the rebellios and popular "bad kids" are on the killer's good side.

The whole show happens because in this timeline, Steph and Pete meet when she asks to cheat off of his bio test.

Two things to note about that. 1. Despite Steph being the most popular girl and Pete being one of the most unpopular kids in all of Hatchetfield High, she already knows his name. 2. It does not take much convincing for him to agree. They get caught, and are sent to detention. Pete freaks out, not because he got in trouble, but because now he's in with a popular girl (the mayor's daughter, no less) and it's going to get him unwanted attention from the kids that pick on him. They have more banter, like in AC, to the point Pete doesn't know how well it's going until Steph says that he's funny and admits she likes funny guys. This sticks with Pete enough he decides to wear nicer clothes and crack jokes more often, even when just with his friends. They even ask if he's trying to impress someone.

Steph calls him. From a payphone.

For someone who never gave Pete a second thought before, she sure did already know is name AND number. Are we sure you didn't already have an eye on him, Steph?

She asks him to give a proper study session, and he agrees, in part due to his friends telling him that sparks were flying. He ends up singing a whole song about wondering if he's really cool enough to hang out with her.

Pete ends up getting beat up by his biggest bully (Max Jagerman) on the way, and when Steph finds out, she gets VERY righteous. She says she's not going to let Pete put up with bullying anymore and offers to step in (even though Pete doesn't think it will do much). Before they really have a chance to do anything, another student (Grace Chasity) offers up her own revenge plan that inadvertently ends up killing Max. Max ends up coming back as a ghost with a grudge against nerds, since everyone that was there when he died (besides Steph) was an unpopular nerd.

They share a lot of banter up until the first death, when things become more serious by necessity. Still, they both do a pretty bad job of covering up their crushes, and end up having a duet arguing over who has the bigger crush and why a relationship would never work between them the way things are right now (note: Pete says he felt almost seduced by her, Steph admits she's into smart guys and knows he's an intellectual type).

As the show goes on, Steph is actively protecting him like in AC, encouraging him to stay behind her in case something happens.

Steph, Pete, and Grace end up being the last three survivors of the main cast, and strike a deal with beings called The Lords in Black. The Lords will take Max to the afterlife for good if one of the teens gives up what they cherish most. Pete and Steph have a crisis, because now they have to admit to each other that okay maybe they are sorta in love, and have to decide who will die for the other. Pete insists that he do something worthwhile for once and save everybody by being the sacrifice. And Steph, despite her heartbreak, agrees.

LUCKILY Grace prevents that by saving the day in the funniest way possible. Too amazing to spoil (and also because I've barely gone into her subplot this whole time). But Steph and Pete make it out together. And they're grateful for it. And they even get to go to homecoming together.

By then end, they've decided they can make it work and have a song about being able to bring out the best in each other. (Special shoutout to the lyrics "I’m the best of you / And you’re the best of me / And together we are free / To run around" and "Its like you knew me / Before you knew me / Its like you saw me / Before you saw me")

(Hatchetfans, spoilers end here)

In conclusion, stan Lautski

(sorry for putting a whole essay in your inbox, op)

Was given permission to post this*

They seem. So hecking cool honesty love this for them I will also encourage other people to submit them

Propaganda for Stephanie Lauter and Peter Spankoffski from Hatchetfield.

#propaganda #hatchetfield

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Catch and Release

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam

Summary: AU where Jason doesn't die in the explosion and he and Tim end up attending the same high school months later.

Chapters: 7/?

Characters: Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Tim Drake, Dick Grayson, Barbara Gordon, Sebastian Ives, Jack Drake, Janet Drake

Relationships: TBA

Additional Tag: Jason Todd Lives, Jason Todd-centric, POV Jason Todd, POV First Person, Tim Drake Has Issues, Tim Drake Has Issues, Tim Drake is Not Robin, Jason Todd is Not Robin (Anymore), Bruce Wayne Needs a Hug, Alfred Pennyworth is the Best, Alfred Pennyworth Knows, Stalker Tim Drake, Jason Todd Has Chronic Pain, Jason Todd Has PTSD, Angst with a Happy Ending, Unlikely Friends, Injury Recovery, Emotional Baggage, Rage, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Communicating

Chapter Seven: Rock On

Tim showed up after sundown and ate dinner with me. I pulled myself out of bed long enough to set up the fold-out bed while Tim was in the shower. I even set up a movie on my laptop while I waited. I thought if I could push my feelings down long enough, I'd start to feel normal. Dick texted me to check in, and I told him I was alright. I was better off than Bruce was. I knew that. Bruce hadn't been home since he ran out on me, and I had no reason to believe he was coming back at all while I was home.

"You okay?" Tim asked. I shrugged, and he sat on my bed with me. He kicked his feet in his socks like an excited toddler. "Sure?"

"No, but I'm happy to have you here. Beats being alone," I answered. He blinked hard. "No, Tim... I didn't mean it like that. I'm having a rough day. I meant to say I'm glad you're here and haven't left me alone."

"Oh, well, I don't plan on leaving. I'm here as long as you need somebody," Tim whispered. We did our homework together as usual, and Alfred brought us dessert.

"What were you so excited about a second ago?" I questioned. Tim gasped and went through his backpack.

"I got you something. You're gonna freak," Tim grinned, "Close your eyes." I chuckled and obeyed as he opened my hand and placed a piece of paper in my palm. "Open."

Tim wanted to take me to a rock concert. I'd never been to one. "Tim, this-. Thank you-."

"Please don't say but. It's one month from now and-."

"Oh no, I get my cast off. So I'm going even if you gotta carry me on your back," I laughed, "I wouldn't miss it for the world... But you have to let me pay for dinner or something after. I owe you."

Tim shrugged and grinned at me. "Jason, thanks for letting me come here every day. I think I might actually get an 'A' on my report card this semester," Tim joked.

It wasn't long before Tim fell asleep on my shoulder. I didn't have the heart to wake him up, so I threw one of my blankets over him and rolled on my side. Tim was the kindest person I'd met since the explosion, and it was comforting to have him around all the time. I never had a little brother before, but it felt like we'd been brothers my whole life. I think that's part of why I didn't feel weird about him sleeping in my bed. He was a strange kid, but he was harmless. Besides, I hadn't been this happy in months.

I woke up before him the next day, feeling well enough to return to school. I took a shower and got dressed before waking Tim up. "Tim?" I nudged him. He rolled onto his back and sat up.

"Oh man, hey... I'm sorry I fell asleep in your bed. You coulda woke me up," Tim mumbled as he rubbed his eyes.

"I didn't mind... Besides, it was freezing in here last night," I replied. I really didn't mind. Alfred came in with breakfast, and he lit up.

"It's good to see you upright again, Master Jason," Alfred whispered. I offered him a half-smile. "Will you be joining Master Tim at school today?" I nodded.

Alfred left Tim and me alone, and we ate breakfast together. "Tim, am I still invited to your new campaign on Saturday?" I asked. Tim's eyes widened as he nodded excitedly. "I've been working on my character sheet while you were at school this week. We can talk about it at lunch if you want."

"So, you're gonna come?" Tim asked. I nodded. "Wait until I tell Ives! He's gonna freak!"

I had to smile as I hobbled around my room, looking for my backpack. "Hey, Tim, what do your parents do?" I asked.

"They're archaeologists, and they've made a business of it... Which is cool and everything, but they're gone more than they're here," Tim replied, "Which used to suck, but it's cool to have the house to myself sometimes."

"I thought they were private investigators," I replied. Tim finished eating and changed into his clothes for school.

Tim sat with me for a minute and looked at his shoes. "Tim, remember I said you were like a brother to me? Do you wanna stay here when your parents aren't home? Like you know... Do you wanna move in?" I whispered. I was lonely, and it wasn't like Tim didn't spend every waking moment with me anyway.

"You really mean it?" Tim asked.

"Yeah, and you can even have your own room. The one next to mine is empty, and when I get my cast off, I'll even help install a door that connects our rooms," I replied. Tim gave me a half-smile.

"You can do construction?" Tim asked.

"I've got a lot of time on my hands," I whispered, "Almost ready to go?" Tim nodded.

I grabbed my backpack and reminded Tim to grab his homework. I took the stairlift down, and Tim walked alongside me. "Is your-. Is Bruce coming home?" Tim questioned.

"Probably not... We fell out," I replied. Tim touched my shoulder and gave me my crutches. "Can't wait until I'm back on my feet... So I can get my license."

Alfred drove us to school, and I met eyes with the boy I fought on the first day of school. "Jason, come on. Let's go the other-."

"No, it's okay. We're not gonna have any problems," I reassured.

We walked past him and went straight to class. I could hear kids whispering about me, but I didn't care. I was in a good mood, and things were looking up. Tim squinted at me. "What's the look for?" I asked.

"Nothing, it's just weird to see that you're smiling at school," Tim replied. I shrugged at him. I had a lot of stuff to look forward to. Things that didn't involve me fighting Bruce tooth and nail. Things that didn't have anything to do with Bruce at all.

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Moonlight Beta: Chapter 2 - You're Not A Monster

Series Masterlist

Chapter 1, Chapter 3

Pairing: Scott McCall x Fem!Liam Dunbar

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After everything that happened with Lia, Scott called Stiles over to his house right away for help. "Like I said, I told my Dad everything I could," Stiles repeated to his best friend. "But you didn't tell him anything about Lia?" Scott asked as they traveled through the home.

"You barely told me about Lia," Stiles said, "What did you do with her anyway?" Scott hesitated. "She's upstairs."

Scott and Stiles went to his bathroom and opened the shower curtain to see the teenage girl in a state of panic, covered in duct tape to keep her from getting away. Whatever she was trying to yell out at them was muffled through the duct tape.

Stiles sighed in disappointment, slowly shutting the shower curtain. The two boys went and sat on Scott's bed.

"So, you bit her," Stiles stated. "Yes," Scott replied, the two not even looking at each other.

"And you kidnapped her."

"Yes."

"And you brought her here," Stiles said. "I panicked," Scott said as he finally looked at him.

Stiles sighed, "This isn't going to end with us burying the pieces of her body out in the desert, is it?" After Stiles said this, the two of them heard Lia's muffled cries at Stiles sarcastic comment.

Scott looked back at Stiles, giving him a look for the sarcastic comment panicking the girl. Stiles rolled his eyes and pointed at him, "As a reminder, this is why I always come up with the plans, your plans suck."

"I know, which is why I called you," Scott said as Stiles sighed, "So, what do we do?"

The two took out a chair and set Lia on it, the girl was still fully duct taped. "Lia, we're going to take the tape off your mouth," Stiles said, "If you scream, it goes right back on. If you talk quietly, it stays off. Got it?"

Lia nodded eagerly, scared out of her mind. "Okay," Stiles said as he gestured towards Scott to do it, but the boy was absolutely clueless. Stiles had to do it, making Lia groan out in pain. "Okay Lia, now you've seen a lot of confusing things tonight. And more confusing things are going to happen because of the confusing things that happened tonight. Do you understand?"

Lia tilted her head to the side in confusion as she tried to process both the situation and what Stiles were saying. "Not really," She said softly in a confused tone.

"Good, that's good," Stiles said. Scott was giving his best friend a similar look of confusion, "I don't understand either."

"Maybe you should tell her..." Stiles told him. Lia glared at the two, "Tell me what?" She hissed in pain, the duct tape was really hurting.

"Lia…" Scott trailed off, "What happened to you, what I did to you, which I had to do in order to save you, it's going to change you."

"Unless it kills you," Stiles said with a nod. Both Lia and Scott looked at him. Lia looked freaked out while Scott gave him a look. Stiles realized he mead a mistake as he looked back at the girl who was now freaking out, "Shouldn't have said that."

"What?" Lia let a few tears slip from her eyes, sniffling in hopes that her emotions would get their sympathy and let her find a moment to escape.

Stiles started to panic, "Uh… Uh-oh. Oh-oh. Is she… Is she crying?" Scott quickly knelt down to her leave, trying to calm her down, "Lia, it's okay. You're going to be all right. You're not going to die."

"Probably not."

"Stop it," Scott said as he looked up at Stiles in annoyance.

"Okay, possibly not."

Scott stood up, "Would you just help me untie her?"

"Yeah."

The two took the duct tape off of the girl. "Lia, are you okay?" Scott asked in the normal caring tone he carried. "We're sorry about that," Stiles said as Lia stood up with them. "You know, we're really sorry."

The boys both forgot that Lia was already super strong considering she was on the lacrosse team, and they forgot that she wasn't stupid. Using her newfound super strength, Lia took the chair she was previously being held captive in and hit both juniors with it. Stiles was the first one to recover, getting up and looking at Lia as if she was crazy.

"Lia, what the hell is your--" Stiles was cut off by Lia punching him in the face before running out of the room.

She paused and looked down at her ankle. It was completely healed now.

She heard groaning and quickly turned around to see Scott and Stiles getting out of the room.

Both boys chased after her, tackling her down the stairs. Luckily for Lia, she was the first one to recover and bolted out of the McCall household and ran all the way back to her house.

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To be completely honest, Lia was terrified to go to school the next day. Not only was she afraid of the two juniors who kidnapped her, but she knew something was changing inside of her after Scott bit her. For example, she ran a few miles to school after missing the bus.

Lia arrived exactly when the bus did, spotting her best friend Mason getting off and looking at her in confusion as she panted.

"Hey Li, why weren't you on the bus?" he wondered. "I ran," Lia managed to speak as she tried relaxing her breathing. The arm that was bitten by Scott was currently wrapped in a bandage.

"You ran three miles to school?" Mason asked, looking at her in disbelief. "Yeah, I just started running..." Lia said.

Mason looked at her leg, noticing that it was perfectly intact, "So, I guess your leg is okay?" Mason's eyes drifted from her leg to her bandaged arm, "What happened to your arm? Are you okay?"

Lia felt like she was losing her mind, hearing things that she shouldn't hear because she was so far away. It felt like her mind was jumbled.

Lia held onto the railing as she breathed heavily making Mason worry even more. "Lia, you okay?" he asked as he placed his hand on her back, "You need to go to the nurse or something?"

Lia took a look around before meeting eyes with Scott McCall, the junior who currently terrified her. "Oh, God." Although Mason didn't hear her mumble this, Scott sure did.

Lia pulled back and looked at Mason, "I'm--I'm good, Mase. I'll talk to you later, I gotta get to class," she lied, and walked quickly off into the building.

As she fast-walked inside, she noticed Scott right behind her. Lia went down an empty hallway to hopefully get him off her trail, only to almost run into Stiles.

"Lia, hey!" Stiles said and quickly walked forward.

Lia paused and turned around as she prepared to run, only to see that Scott had caught up and she was currently cornered with no escape.

"We need to talk," Scott's calm voice only spiked Lia's panic.

"No, you need to back the hell up, both of you!" Lia said. Scott frowned at the sound of her heartbeat increasing in fear. He didn't like scaring people like this, it wasn't in his nature.

"Can you just listen for one second, please?" he asked. Lia took a deep breath and nodded. Scott's puppy-like eyes came into contact with Lia's gunmetal blue eyes that tried to mask the fear she was feeling.

Scott took a deep breath before he spoke, "Lia, we're siblings now" Lia frowned, "What?"

Stiles realized what was happening, Scott was reciting Derek's oh-so-famous speech, "Oh god, that's..." Stiles' head hung low in embarrassment of his best friend.

"What the hell?" Lia asked, "We just met, and you bit me!" Scott inwardly panicked, trying to think of something that would work, "The bite... the bite is a gift."

Stiles finally interjected, walking to his friend's side, "Scott, stop. Please stop." Stiles then looked at Lia, pointing a finger at her, "You, you, we're trying to help you, you little runt!"

"You kidnapped me," she reminded him, not understanding why the hell he would say that they were trying to help her.

"Just to clarify, Scott kidnapped you, okay?" Stiles said softly as he pointed at Scott's chest, "I aided and abetted."

Lia nodded sarcastically, "Oh." Scott ignored his friend's banter with his new beta, trying to stay on track, "Look, Lia. I've gone through this before. Something's happening to you. Something big."

Lia shook her head, "Nothing's happening to me" Lia ripped off the bandage from her arm to show that the bite had healed. "Nothing. So, let's just pretend that this never happened, okay? I won't say anything to the police about you two kidnapping me, and anything else that I saw, okay?"

She didn't wait for them to speak and just turned and quickly walked away.

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"I'm not sharing my basement."

Scott, Stiles, Malia, Kira, and Lydia were all near the empty and parked buses as they tried to come up with a plan to handle Lia considering it was full Moon time and Lia didn't believe or trust them.

"Actually, it's my basement," Lydia corrected Malia, "And my Mom noticed how you tore it up last time."

"All right, she's still learning," Stiles said, defending his girlfriend.

"But, we're going to use the boathouse for Lia," Scott said, "It's got support beams, we can chain her to one of them."

"But how do we get her out to the lake house if she doesn't trust us?" Kira asked. "I say if it keeps her from murdering someone, we just chloroform the little bastard and throw her into the lake," Stiles said.

Lydia, Scott and Kira gave him a look but Malia agreed with her boyfriend's ideal plan. "We're not killing or kidnapping her," Scott said.

"Then let's be smarter," Lydia said, "We tell her there's a party and invite her."

Scott nodded and raised an eyebrow, "So, you're gonna become friends with a freshman?"

Lydia shook her head, "I'm done with new freshman friends. But, if we're playing a trick on someone, let's use the trickster." All eyes moved towards Kira, poor innocent Kira.

After class, Lia and Mason walked out of classroom into the hallway. "See you later," Mason said and Lia nodded before walking to her locker. She opened it and just as she did, Kira walked toward her.

"Hey, Lia," Kira said, smiling. Lia looked at her, "Hey..." she said in surprise.

"I have a question, do you have plans this evening?" Kira asked. "Uh, no, not really," Lia answered. "Great," Kira said, "Uh, I was wondering, there's a party going on in a lake house tonight, want to come with me?"

"Oh, uh, I would have love to, but..." Lia trailed off before admitting, "I don't really feel good today... I think it's better if I'll stay home tonight."

"Maybe a good time will do you good, when was the last time you went to a party?" Kira asked, smiling softly. Lia shrugged, "Been a while."

"So...?" Kira asked, raising an eyebrow as a challenge. Lia thought for a second before shrugging lightly, "Okay, I guess."

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After Lia's got her parents agreement, Kira and Lia were now in Kira's car considering Lia was only fifteen and couldn't legally drive yet. It seemed like the full moon was already hitting Lia, the audio coming out of the speakers in the car felt like it was on 100%, it was so loud due to her newly sensitive hearing.

"It's Lydia Martin's lake house. Actually, it's her grandmother's lake house. But she's dead, so it's okay. I mean, it's not okay that she's dead. Unless she was in pain."

Kira rambled but it was not like Lia could focus considering her skill was pounding. "Can you please turn the music down?" Lia winced. After a moment, Lia was able to focus and realized that the volume was barely up.

"You want me to turn the music up?" Kira asked and did so.

Lia's phone buzzed, startling her. She received a text from Mason.

Where are you?

Lia grew skeptical now, "Who did you say was coming to this party?" Kira started to grow nervous, "Uh... everyone."

Scott finally arrived at the lake house where the rest of his pack was waiting, "I just talked to Kira. She's on her way. She said that everything was going fine."

Stiles stepped forward, holding his phone in his hands, "It's not that. I have to tell you something. I asked around about Lia and why she got kicked out of her last school." Scott could tell this wasn't going to be good, "This is going to be bad, isn't it?"

"She kind of got into it with one of her teachers," Stiles said, "And uh, this kid's got some serious anger issues."

Scott's eyes widened, "How serious?"

Stiles held out his phone for Scott to see the picture of the brutalized, shredded, dented, beaten down car, the side of it being carved into and reading: This is your fault. "Well, that's his teacher's car. After she took a crowbar to it."

They were in complete and utter shit now, Scott turned someone with extreme anger issues.

Lis frowned suspiciously when they arrived at the lake house and there were only a few cars present. "Where is everyone?" she asked Kira who was visibly nervous. "They're here! It's a small party!" Kira didn't realize her mistake, but Lia did. "You said everyone was coming".

"They are," Kira said, "They're late, and we're early, so we better hurry." Kira linked her arm with the younger girl, and she let Kira pull her along with her to the stairs and inside the house.

Lia realized the mistake she mead when she saw Scott, Stiles, and two other girls waiting for them. Stiles waved lightly, but Lia gave them a look and then turned to try to leave.

"Sorry," Kira apologized, shutting and locking the door behind her. Lia took a deep breath to try no to get angry at her or anyone else. She turned and looked at the others, "What the hell is this?"

"Think of it as an intervention," Stiles said, "You have a problem, Lia."

"And we're the only ones that can help," Scott finished. "I really don't want your guys help," Lia said and looked from Stiles to Scott, "Especially, from the two of you."

"Ouch," Stiles muttered while Scott looked a little hurt. The Alpha cleared his throat before turning serious, "You going to stand put, and you going to listen." Lia crossed her arms over her chest, looking at him in annoyance.

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The group explained everything to Lia or at least tried.

"Werewolf." Lia pointed at Scott who nodded in response. "Werecoyote." Malia nodded also. "Banshee." Lydia smiled awkwardly when she was gestured at. "Fox?" Lia questioned Kira, not exactly remembering what she called it.

"Kitsune, but fox works too," Kira said. Lia finally got to Stiles, "What are you then?"

"Uh, for a while I was possessed by an evil spirit," Stiles said, "It was very evil".

"And now?" Lia asked as she raised an eyebrow. Stiles didn't really know how to explain who he was now, "Better."

Lia noticed the chains the group had on the table, "And those... are they for me?" Lia didn't understand or believe them still, she thought they were batshit insane.

"No, they're for me," Malia said, and flashed her blue werecoyote eyes, starling the younger girl. "How did you do that?" Lia asked, slightly freaked out by what she said. Again.

"You'll learn," Scott started, "But first, you need to get through the full moon." Lia clenched her fist, annoyed and angry, "The moon's already out."

Scott could easily sense her chemosignals, she was already being affected, "And you're starting to feel something, aren't you?"

Lia could feel the heartbeats of everyone around her, she could hear things she shouldn't be able to hear, smell things she shouldn't be able to smell, she definitely felt it.

"I feel like I'm surrounded by a bunch of psychotic nutjobs," she told them, "You guys are out of your freaking minds." She looked at Malia, "I don't know how you did that eye thing, and I don't care. I'm walking--"

Waves of sound stopped her and she held her head, crying out in pain. Everyone quickly reached over, worried. "What's wrong?" Scott asked as he grabbed her hands on her head.

"That sound!" she cried out, "You don't hear that?" The group saw headlights in the distance. "Did you tell someone about this?" Lydia asked nervously. "My friend Mason," Lia answered weakly as Kira looked out the window. "You said it was a party."

"And who did Mason invite?" Stiles asked as he looked over at Kira. "Everyone," she answered as she looked back at the pack.

Lia's newfound werewolf claws were coming out. "The floors!" Lydia said, "Get her off the floors!" She went to do it herself but flinched back when Lia roared and flashed her yellow eyes.

"We need to get her to the boathouse now!" Scott said as he and Kira grabbed Lia, and dragged her away.

Kira and Scott held Lia back as they chained her up in the boathouse, Lia snarled and growled at them. "I got her, get her hands," Scott ordered Kira. But Scott did not have Lia, the girl got free and tackled him. Luckily Kira found a paddle and hit Lia over the head with it, knocking her out.

"Oh God!" she said as she and Scott quickly checked on the younger girl. "I didn't kill her, did I?"

"No," he said as he let out a sigh of relief, "She's out cold." They chained her up to the pole, and watched over her in silent for a few minutes.

"She looks so young," Kira suddenly spoke softly. "She is, she's only 15," Scott answered, knowing that this was the same age he was when he was turned. "What are we going to do with her?" Kira asked, worried for the younger girl who didn't deserve any of this.

"We're going to help her," Scott said. This was his first ever turned Beta, he refused to leave her to deal with everything herself like he had to do after Peter turned him.

"What if she doesn't want our help?" Kira asked, but Scott was confident, "She will."

They heard growling coming from her, and they slowly stood up. Scott moved Kira back, "Get back."

Lia growled, shifting, her eyes glow gold, looking toward them in anger. "Lia?" Scott asked, "You need to calm down."

"Are those chains going to hold her?" Kira asked nervously. "Uh... yeah," Scott said, "I think. Definitely. She can't be that strong..."

He was proven wrong, when the younger girl broke free, running closer to them. Scott and Kira ducked out of the way, and Lia broke through the window, running away outside.

Scott quickly ran after his Beta into the woods, ignoring Kira's calls.

As he was searching for the girl, he stopped on a hill, following her scent. He turned and was tackled to the ground once again by a feral Lia. The two tumbled down the hill and now Lia had Scott against the tree.

"Lia, Lia wait! Stop!" Scott exclaimed, not wanting to hurt the girl when she had no control over her own actions.

"What did you do to me?!" Lia asked. Suddenly, a flare arrow flew by and hit a tree and blinded the younger wolf who ended up running off.

Scott went to go after her until he saw who shot the arrow, Christopher Argent. "How did you know?" Scott asked as Chris walked over and helped him up. "I got your text," he answered.

Scott, and Chris smiled small smiles. Scott explained what had happened with Lia.

"There's a clearing just north of here," Chris told him, "All you have to do is corral her there. The rest is taken care of."

"What are you going to do?" Scott asked, and Chris gave him a look, "She's your Beta, Scott. The better question is what are you going to do?"

"She won't listen to me," Scott told him. "She will if you use your own words," Chris said.

The two then heard Lia screaming in pain. "Here," Chris told him quietly, handing Scott the button to stop the ultrasonic emitters. "Go."

Scott ran towards the sound to find Lia surrounded by the lights that Chris had set up, she was kneeling down on the ground.

Scott used the remote Chris had given him and turned the lights off before walking towards her as she calmed down.

Lia breathed heavily and glanced up at Scott. He was closer and knelt down in front of her as she looked down when a tear slip down her cheek.

"What's happening to me?" she asked softly and confused. "The same thing that happened to me," Scott told her. He didn't notice that Chris was watching with curiosity, he was more focused on his new beta now.

"They can't know about this," Lia said softly, "My Mom, my stepdad. I can't do this to them again."

Scott already knew what it meant, but he wanted her to tell him anyway, "What do you mean again?" he asked softly.

Lia let out a shaky breath before speaking softly, "I got kicked out of school and I deserved it, I deserved everything that happened to me. The way they looked at me when they saw what I did to that car..."

"Lia, it's okay," he reassured her. "I'm scared," she admitted, "I don't don't know what's wrong with me. It's like I'm, I'm--"

Scott then realized exactly what he needed to tell her, what she needed to hear. It was definitely not what Derek or Peter had said to him, but something that should have been said to him, "Like a monster?"

Lia closed her eyes as she nodded. Scott stood up, looking down at her, "You're not a monster, you're a werewolf." Lia looked up at him. Scott let his eyes glow red. "Like me." Lia wasn't afraid anymore, and just stared up at him calmly.

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