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misc-obeyme · 7 months

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Heart Trend Part 2

It's a surprise headcanon post!!

Okay so, way back in July, @obeymewanderer left a comment on the brothers doing the heart trend headcanons about wanting to see Barbatos. So I did the rest of the characters and then got distracted with events and forgot to post it. My bad!

Anyway, here it finally is. I figured since I'm not posting anything else right now, I can finally post this even though I wrote a while back.

This is also the first time I'm including Mephisto, Raphael, and Thirteen. I just felt like this was something simple enough that I could write their reactions without too much of an issue! But don't expect that to start being a thing... I'm really waiting for them to become dateable... but it's taking forever... I dunno, we'll see.

GN!MC does the heart trend with the dateables, Luke, and the side characters

Warnings: none!

Diavolo

Oh! He's seen this! You're making a heart, right? Hang on, he's got this. Completes the heart and he's totally thrilled about it. Grinning from ear to ear.

He probably saw the video you made of all the brothers and he's so happy to be included in the trend.

Please send him all the pictures, MC. He wants pictures of the two of you, but he also wants your pictures of Lucifer doing the trend. Don't worry, he won't show them to anyone else!

Takes it upon himself to do the trend with others, too. Lucifer is not pleased when Diavolo tries to do it with him, blaming you for turning him onto the trend. But secretly everybody finds it pretty adorable, especially considering how excited Diavolo is about it.

Barbatos

You are not expecting him to know the trend, but when you approach with your half heart, he smiles at you indulgently. He shifts into demon form and now you're worried you've offended him.

But no, he's completing your heart with his tail. You're so surprised since he doesn't normally allow anyone to touch his tail that you're immediately flustered by it.

He explains that due to his tail being forked, he felt it would complete the heart nicely. Would you prefer him to use his hand, MC?

No matter what you say, he does it anyway. Now you've got pictures of the completed heart with his tail and his hand. It's such a cute moment, you're almost hesitant to post the video. You do it anyway, but the pictures you keep to yourself.

Simeon

Does not know the trend at all. Looks at your hand in bafflement. Quietly tries to figure out what you're doing for a long moment of silence.

He ends up completing the heart anyway just because he copies what you're doing. You have to position your hand a little bit to make it, but as soon as you do, he gets it.

Laughs in delight and melts you with his smile. It's a heart! Of course, he sees it now, MC! That's so cute!

Explain to him about the trend, then send him the video and any pictures you take. He might try to take some pictures himself, but we all know how that tends to turn out.

Solomon

Knows exactly what you're doing. Completes the heart and can't resist using magic to add a little brightly colored flair to it. You gasp in delight because it looks so cool.

Enjoys making you happy, so waits patiently for you to finish your video and take all the pictures.

When it seems like you're done, he takes full advantage of your close proximity. Grabs the hand you were using to make the heart and pulls you close, planting a kiss on your cheek.

If you protest, he'll apologize. He's sorry, MC, but you're just so cute right now.

Luke

Thrilled. Of course he's seen all the videos you've posted with the others! He knows exactly what to do! Completes the heart with you.

He's so happy about it, he watches the video you took multiple times. Keeps any pictures you take, too. Maybe even has one printed so he can put it in a cute little frame.

Now he wants to do the trend with everybody else, too. Nobody can refuse and they all know what it is now, so he ends up with several videos. But yours is still his favorite.

Look, MC! Now he has pictures with everybody just like you! Suggests the two of you make scrapbooks of all the cute pictures you have of everyone.

Mephistopheles

Absolutely not. He knows what the trend is, but he refuses to do it with you. Why would he do something like that with a human like you?

Show him the video of you doing it with Lord Diavolo and he'll change his tune. Okay, fine, MC. If you insist.

Completes the heart, allows you to take a video and a couple of pictures. But in exchange, you need to send him those pictures of you doing the trend with Lord Diavolo.

Acts like this has been a harrowing experience for him, but you can't help but wonder if he secretly liked it.

Raphael

Complete confusion. Looks at your hand in concern. MC, your hand appears to be in some kind of claw like formation. Did you injure it?

Explain the trend to him, but he might just get more confused. What is the purpose of this, exactly? You do this for fun?

He won't mind completing the heart with you. Lets you take the video and take pictures if that's what you want. He doesn't really get it, but it seems to make you happy, so that's fine.

Show him the videos and pictures of Simeon and Luke doing it to make him smile. Okay, now that's pretty cute, he has to admit.

Thirteen

She's aware of the trend and normally she wouldn't bother to participate, but… it's you. And the fact that it's you, with your beautiful shiny soul, makes her giggle and complete the heart immediately.

Now she's flustered, but she acts like it's no big deal. Of course she knows the trend, MC! She lives in a cave, not under a rock!

You are thrilled when she lets you take a few pictures of the two of you doing it. Warns you to keep those pictures to yourself, though.

Makes sure you know that she's only doing it for you. Wouldn't do the trend with anybody else. But you already know she likes you. You just smile and nod.

part one with the brothers

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joequinnisgod · 1 year

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When craving warmth

Pairing: Joseph Quinn x f!reader

Warnings: rpf, smut (protected p in v), teasing, i dunno what else..

Word count: 1.5k

A/N: Hiii, it’s been a while………sorry about that :( But here’s a soft!dom!Joe story! I’m also working on other stories, hopefully I’ll be able to finish them soon..

It was late at night when you finally got into bed next to Joseph. Even though you told him not to wait for you, he insisted and tried his best to stay awake, but eventually tiredness got the best of him. He was half asleep when he felt the mattress dip next to him and felt you snuggling up next to him.

He hissed when you rested your cold fingers on his arm, trying to get warmed up as soon as possible.

"Your hands are freezing, love." He murmured as the took your hand in his and intertwined your fingers.

"M'sorry." You whispered and pressed your lips on the warm skin of his back. "Did I wake you?"

"No, I wasn't fully asleep yet."

Still craving warmth, you pressed your feet against his legs, causing him to jump a little.

"Jesus, what the fuck? You just took a shower, how are you so cold?"

"I don't know, I just am."

"...Want me to warm you up?" His voice instantly got deeper and you could sense he was smiling as he took your hand in his and kissed the back of it. You murmured against his back, too tired to even speak. "Hm?"

"I won't move a muscle, though." You repeated.

"So just the usual, eh?" He teased. You slapped his back lightly at his comment, making him giggle.

"Shut up." You smiled.

"C'mon baby, let's get you warm." He turned around to face you. "Hi." He lowered his head with a smile to kiss you. You felt his warm lips softly press against yours, just slowly tasting them first. You laid on your back and let him hover over you, a satisfied hum escaping his throat.

His tongue poked your bottom lip, making you part your lips. The kiss was slow and sensual, neither of you feeling the need to hurry. After such a draining day, the only thing you needed was intimacy and the presence of your favourite person, in spite of the aching tiredness in your body.

He held himself up above you with his lower arm next to your head, his free hand caressing your side. Your hands found his cheeks in the dark – only the outside lights peeked through the window, softly illuminating the room – and your thumbs softly stroke his face, feeling the scratchiness of his beard. As you spread your legs and pulled them up to help him get more comfortable, his fingers started dancing on your skin where your shirt has ridden up a bit around your lower stomach, the ticklish sensation leaving goosebumps behind. Eventually, his lips detached from yours, making you whine, but you soon quieted down when you felt them on the side of your neck, travelling further and further down. Your fingers got lost in his curls on the back of his head as your neediness got the best of you; making your wrap your legs around his hips, locking him right above you.

"Don't, I'm cold." You stopped his hands as they were about to take your shirt off.

"Okay, baby. We'll leave it on." He placed a quick kiss on your lips. "Can I take these off, though?" His fingers traced the outline of your underwear. You nodded first – then realised he could barely see the movement of your head in the darkness.

"Mm-hmm."

He started sliding your panties down your legs slowly, his lips following the path of it. When you felt his hot breath fanning over your clit, you interrupted him again.

"No, just want you in me. Please, I just wanna feel you close." Your tone dripping in desperation.

"Alright, but I'm definitely having you for breakfast, though." He pressed a gentle kiss below your lower stomach.

His lips met your neck once again, going for that sensitive spot, making you whimper in impatience. He supported himself with his forearm sunk into the mattress next to your head as his free hand pushed his sweatpants and boxers down just enough to free himself. He reached beside you, towards the nightstand's top drawer and grabbed a condom from it. Sitting back on his heels he ripped the packaging open with his teeth and rolled the rubber down his length. After stroking himself a few times, he decided to test the waters and tease you a little. The unexpected soft tapping of his cock on your clit made you gasp at first – then you couldn't stop the whimper that desperately tried to escape your lips.

You realised what was about to go down. Your begging and needy whines were sounds that Joe could easily get off on anytime; they boosted his ego to an unreal level. Knowing you were so desperate for his touch and attention made him feel like he was on cloud nine. As his ego got the best of him, dominance started flooding his mind. He started feeling the urge to tease you..just a little.

"Does that feel good, baby?"

"Joe..oh" Another gasp left your lips as he rubbed himself between your lips. "I know..I know what you're..doing...please."

Your tone only fuelled that feeling in him. He wanted to hear and see you become a needy hot mess underneath him.

"What am I doing, darling? I’m not doin' anything." He murmured with his lips right next to your ear.

"You're te-teasing. I can't..take it tonight."

"I think you can. Be a good girl for me, hm?"

Your hands grabbed the sheets as his lips traced the side of your neck, placing there wet kisses. "Think you can do that for me?"

"I, uh...I don't know."

"Let's just see it for ourselves, okay? Tell me if it's too much." He kissed your cheek.

He stopped rubbing himself on your pussy and you felt him slide his tip down to your entrance. He slowly pushed his tip in barely, then pulled it out. Each time he pushed himself in, it was just a tad deeper than before, making you turn into that hot, whining mess he loves so much.

"Is this okay?"

"Mm-hmm."

"See? It's not so hard." His hand came up to your cheek to hold your face, his thumb stroking your warm skin.

When he was finally all the way inside you, he let out a soft moan. His hips started rocking slowly at first, then he picked up the pace a little. He pulled almost all the way out each time, before going back in as deep as he could. He wanted both of you to feel every inch of each other. Your desperate moans sounded almost too pathetic, the way he fucked you so passionately and so good was becoming overwhelming.

"You're doing so good for me, doll. So fucking good." His voice almost failed him from the intensity of your hips colliding and the feeling of intimacy and closeness; your hands on his back now – keeping him close, your nails leaving deep, red marks on his slightly sweaty skin.

"Don't you break character now." You whispered, the built up frustration from the teasing giving you an attitude – also hoping this would fire Joseph up even more. When he realised what you'd said to him, he snapped his hips hard, making you moan loudly and arch your back a tad.

"Wanna repeat that, love? Hm? Don't be so shy now." He waited if you were gonna say anything, but your silence was enough for him. "That's what I thought."

His hips started driving into you faster as his hand found your clit. The force of his thrusts made you ride up on the bed with each one as your strangled moans echoed across the room.

"Shh, it's okay, it’s okay. Let it out, baby." His lips showered your cheek with kisses, shooting you.

"I’m close.." You chocked out, hoping he'll understand.

"You wanna cum, darling?"

"Mm-hmm." You nodded, tears forming in you eyes from the overwhelming intensity. "Please, Joseph."

"Cum for me, baby." He whispered in your ear. A few moments later your back arched as you dug your nails into his back, letting out a loud, sinful moan with a few tears escaping your eyes as you shut them tight. You felt Joe's hips halt for a second balls deep inside you as a heavy moan erupted from him, euphoria flooding his mind as well.

"Oh, fuck! Baby, I love you so much."

He buried his head in the crook of your neck, pressing there hot kisses in-between heavy breaths. Your hands got lost between his curls again as you both laid there in the silent, dimly lit room.

"Are you warm now?" Joe giggled.

"I am." A couple seconds later you slapped his back.

"Hey! What was that for?"

"For the teasing."

"You loved it, don't conceal it." He grinned as he pressed his lips onto yours.

"But..it was mean." You pouted and watched him remove the used condom, tie a knot on it and toss it into the bin next to the nightstand.

"Aw, I'm sorry, love. I didn't mean to be mean. I won't do it next time, yeah?" His big brown eyes stared into yours, his eyebrows arched.

"You'll do it next time, too." You squinted.

"Yeah..probably." He whispered as he kissed you and rolled over with his arms wrapped tightly around you.

Thank you for reading, hope you enjoyed it! Have a lovely day / night <3

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d1xonss · 5 months

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Desert Rose

Chapter 12 ~ Cherokee Rose

✧ Pairing : Daryl Dixon x Rose

✧ Era : Season 2

✧ Word Count : 3.1k

In this chapter ~ When the rest of the group was informed about all the recent events, it was clear they became fearful, wanting to formulate some sort of plan. After reuniting all together at the farm, they are left with the anticipation if Rose would pull through. Meanwhile, the search for Sophia continues.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ THIRD PERSON POV *~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Lori and Maggie eventually made it back to the farm safely and the woman jumped off the horse in a flash, rushing inside to see her son and her husband. Unimaginable relief filled Rick's chest the moment she walked through the door, safe and unharmed. However he quickly informed her that she needed to give a blood transfusion in order for them to perform the surgery Rose needed. To keep her alive.

Upon hearing that, Lori gladly went over to have her blood drawn as quickly as possible. Just seeing how pale she had gotten, how terrible this all escalated in just a few hours, it was a lot to process.

Although Lori hadn't interacted much with Rose she was still a part of the group, and had kept her son safe countless times since she stepped foot in their camp. And because of that, Lori knew she could trust her, and if giving her blood helped her stay alive, she would do it in an instant.

Carl never left Rose's side the entire time she laid there so still in the bed. All he wanted was for her to be okay as he constantly watched Hershel work and check on her more times than he was able to count. He just wordlessly sat there holding her hand, hoping Shane would be back soon so they could use the supplies they found to save her.

The two men hadn't come back yet even though it had been hours, but all the rest of them could do was wait and hope for the best. Even if the minutes were slowly ticking away at her fate.

"Shot? What do you mean shot?" Dale asked the group as they made their way back over to the RV, explaining why only a third of the group emerged from the woods.

"God, I don't know Dale. All I know is that this girl rode in on a horse, telling us my best friend got shot and took Lori so she could give her a blood transfusion, I think. It all happened too fast, they kept talking about blood types..." Glenn rambled.

Dale just stood there with wide eyes and his mouth slightly parted, not knowing what to say as they all dumped this information on him. But he couldn't get a word in even if he tried, Daryl already beating him to the punch as he gathered himself.

"I dunno about y'all but m' headin out. Gonna make sure she's okay." he said while heading to his bike, not sparing them a second glance.

"Right behind you." Glenn muttered, walking with him as he too couldn't stop worrying about what was happening to her.

Carol stuttered, "W-Wait! We can't leave, my daughter is still out there." she said before they were able to take off.

Carol was concerned about Rose, of course she was. But she needed to find her daughter and didn't want to just leave the highway in case she somehow came back.

"Yeah, well y'all can stay here and wait but m' not." Daryl argued.

"Okay, wait, hold up Daryl," Dale said to catch his attention, "This group is split enough as it is, we have to plan this. How about we wait until tomorrow morning and if she's still not back we'll leave her a sign, some supplies, and come back every day to check and see if she came back before heading to this... farm." he ranted.

"Great, you guys do that. I gotta get to Rose." Daryl responded.

"Jesus Christ Daryl, she's going to be okay. Why are you so persistent about getting to her anyway?" Andrea asked with a hand on her hip.

Daryl's eyes narrowed at her as he seemed to clam up, not knowing what to say. He knew the reason he wanted to get to her so badly, but he didn't want to admit it out loud. At least not yet. He could barely even admit it to himself. It was a tough pill to swallow that his redneck ass had actually formed a schoolboy crush on her.

Andrea scoffed at his silence, "Oh okay, yeah I get it." she said in a tone that got under his skin.

"Look, she's a few miles away from us, dyin for all we know, why aren't you people more concerned?!" Daryl snapped.

"We are!" Dale defended, "But someone has to be thinking clearly right now, and I think splitting us up even more isn't going to do us any good."

Daryl only scoffed, fed up with the whole conversation and the constant back and forth that was only wasting more time.

Though Glenn stayed quiet as he listened. Both of them had good points and although he didn't want to be clueless of what was happening on that farm, in his head he made up his mind. After debating back and forth for a few lingering seconds of silence that was spared, he figured they could wait just one more night.

He dreadfully walked closer to Daryl to speak quieter to the man, hesitant on what he was about to say, "Listen they...they might be right."

"What?" Daryl asked sharply.

"Look, I want to get to her just as bad as you do," he stated, causing the man to glare daggers at him from the subtle assumption.

But Glenn scoffed at his expression, "Don't look at me like that, I've seen the way you treat her versus how you treat anyone else around here. My point is...I want to get there too, but let's just wait one more night and then first thing tomorrow we can head to the house all together. Let's just avoid the fight."

Daryl was taking in his words carefully. Had he really been that obvious that he was growing to care for her? Did the others know like he did? Reguardless, he was about to protest further but then Glenn cut him off.

"Do you really want to sit there and watch her be in pain? Hear her scream? I don't know what they have to do to help her but it must be pretty bad if she needs blood. I don't want to watch her go through that." he admitted.

The truth was, that's what scared Daryl too. Genuinely scared to go there and see her because he didn't want to see what had happened to her, he dreaded it in fact. He just wanted to picture her like the last time he saw her. Having a small smile on her face, and a light behind her eyes which he could only assume was hope to find Sophia, before she headed off with Rick.

He didn't say anything, but he nodded once, finally giving into staying one more night.

Carol saw him get off his bike and sighed in relief, "Thank you, thank you both." she said to the men.

Daryl just nodded again, hoping she couldn't see the slight annoyance that filled him at the idea of waiting. He hated waiting. He didn't have enough patience to wait around for something, and his mind almost couldn't handle it with the number of thoughts that constantly clouded over his head. And this was no different, in fact it might be worse.

But he swallowed his pride for once in his life and respected Carol's wishes seeing as she was going through enough already. He just silently headed into one of the nearby abandoned cars to sleep, hoping that tomorrow would come faster that way.

However, the truth was, the next morning couldn't come soon enough and both Glenn and Daryl were itching to get there as fast as possible. Daryl didn't sleep hardly at all that night, and it felt like days before the sun finally began to rise. But the second everyone was awake, they all gathered their things, left a sign for Sophia along with some food and water, and headed towards the house.

They raced down the many dirt roads in the limited vehicles they had left before taking a sharp turn towards where they were instructed. Daryl kept repeating the directions in his head, the woman's voice playing like a broken record as he kept an eye out for the mailbox that she mentioned. Once they had finally passed it, it wasn't long before a big white farmhouse came into view, only causing him to pick up speed.

Once the remainder of them finally arrived and pulled through the metal gates towards the entrance, they all squinted to see Rick and Lori, standing on the porch waiting for them to come up. They all collectively raced out of their vehicles and Daryl nearly ate shit trying to get off his bike, jogging up to the couple before anyone else could.

"How is she? She okay?" he asked them, trying to hide the panic in his voice.

Rick smirked slightly to himself, "She's okay, she's going to be okay." he confirmed.

Daryl sighed a bit quietly in relief though he heard Glenn do the same from just a few inches behind him, a pressure being lifted from his chest at the news. The rest then started to come up and greet them on the porch with hugs and relieved smiles, but Daryl just stepped aside. A part of him wanted to go inside and see her, but he was nervous. He wanted to prepare himself to see the state she was in. His mind could only imagine so much as to what she looked like after everything that had happened to her.

But it seemed his decision was made for him as Hershel then came outside to introduce himself to the new people and explained a little bit more of what happened to Rose. He said she was resting but he didn't expect her to wake up for a little while longer, as he only finished the surgery a few hours prior. Maybe that was a good enough excuse to stay away for a while longer.

The older man then asked everyone if they would want to gather around to have a small ceremony for a man they lost. Otis had sacrificed himself in order to save Rose according to what Shane told the group, died from a herd of walkers that somehow tore through the high school. Everyone agreed instantly and slowly trailed out to an open field, standing quietly while Hershel said a few words about him and read from the bible. Patricia, Otis's wife turned towards Shane after a few moments of silence, asking if he would tell the story of how it happened. And he did, not wanting to deny as he felt he didn't have a choice.

The story that he told was long and drug out, as the man wasn't able to look at a single person in the eye when speaking about what had happened. Though everyone seemed to believe his words and sympathized for the family...everyone except Daryl.

He knew Shane was lying straight through his teeth, but kept his mouth shut about saying anything at all about the fairytale he told. He knew in the back of his mind that no one would believe him if he were to speak up about it anyway. And the only person who would, was currently unconscious.

After the service for Otis, Glenn didn't waste anymore time as he rushed into the house to find the room she was in, seeing his friend lying almost lifeless on the bed looking deathly pale. His eyes widened drastically as he sped over to her on the right side of the bed and grabbed her hand with tears in his eyes, moving some of the hair from her face.

He started to whisper things to her as if she could hear him, getting everything off of his chest as he began to feel guilty for this happening to her. He didn't know why, the events had nothing to do with him, yet he still felt terrible that she was put in this position. Perhaps he should've protested about her leaving to begin with. Though he knew it was wrong to think like that, he almost couldn't help it.

"I'm sorry about your girlfriend."

Glenn's head suddenly snapped back up towards the doorway, seeing a younger shorthair girl standing there with obvious sympathy.

He was taken off guard at the assumption as he quickly shook his head, "Oh no, she's not my girlfriend. We're just friends. Well... I think she's my best friend, but she might disagree with that one." he said jokingly.

She laughed a little with a slow nod in understanding, "Well, sorry to assume. I just saw you and the guy with the crossbow were both real worried about her."

Glenn thought back for a moment at the obvious concern Daryl was showing for his friend, smirking to himself about the possibilities. But he just silently nodded to the girl in appreciation before turning back to Rose.

Back outside the house Rick, Daryl, Shane, and Hershel were all looking at a map on the hood of a car, trying to figure out the best plan for finding Sophia. They all quickly realized there was a lot of ground to cover, and with how long she had been missing, it would probably take a lot longer to track her down than they had hoped.

"How long has the girl been lost?" Hershel asked.

"This is day three," Rick responded, then looked back towards the map, "This is perfect, we can finally get this thing organized."

"We'll grid the whole area and start searching in teams." Shane said.

But Hershel was quick to shake his head, "No not you, with the way you hurt your ankle, push it now and you'll be laid up for a month. No good to nobody." Hershel told him.

"Alright then it's just us today." Rick said to Daryl.

"Nah, we should split up. I'll go east a little ways and you check around this area." he said pointing north.

Rick furrowed his brow, "Are you sure?"

"Yeah. M' better on my own." he responded.

Rick nodded his head before they continued discussing about how more people would go out tomorrow so they could actually start doing this right. The large setback they had was bad enough as it was, but now knowing that the girl could've gone farther was the thing now weighing them down.

But Daryl found himself volunteering to go out on his own simply because he needed the distraction. He couldn't bring himself to go in and see Rose just yet, he had no idea what he would be walking into. So he decided to make himself useful and help look for Sophia for the time being, wanting to be able to finally bring her back safe.

Rick noticed however, how frantic Daryl was the second he saw him, how so clearly he cared without even fully realizing it for himself. But he was since left confused as to why the man hadn't just gone up to see him for herself, not even to check on her once.

So when the group eventually split after they were done talking out the details, Rick took the opportunity to get some answers out of him.

"Hey," Rick called after Daryl before he had a chance to get away. "Did you go in and see Rose yet?" he asked.

Daryl shook his head, "Nah."

"Well, why not? You seemed pretty concerned when you first got here." he said.

Daryl shrugged, "Just wanted to hear she was okay. Now come on, we ain't got all day, we got a little girl to find." he said bluntly before walking away a bit quicker than usual.

Rick smiled to himself knowingly, but turned around and went on pretending like he didn't know a damn thing.

The minutes had slowly turned into hours since Daryl went out on the lookout for Sophia, and since they hadn't found a thing. He was searching high and low for any type of sign that she could be nearby or maybe passed through recently, but was left with nothing as he continued his search. He felt defeated under the scorching sun, growing more tired than he was ever willing to admit as he continued to push himself to the limits.

But suddenly, he came across an older white house, barely coming into view across the large field and decided to check it out just in case she could be hiding out there.

He walked up to the front door, trying to listen for walkers before kicking the door open with a loud bang, signaling the corpses towards the noise if there was any in there to begin with. When there was only silence, he slowly stepped in and down the longer hallway, searching room after room he came across. Nothing quite caught his eye as he scanned around every inch throughly, just a trashy house that was abandoned a long time ago.

Even the very last room towards the end didn't leave him with a lot of hope, just a bunch of cans and trash surrounding the floors. That is until something managed to catch his eye. A larger cupboard tucked in the corner was left open just enough for him to catch a glimpse at what was inside. It was small, maybe nothing, but a pillow and a blanket on the floor along with some opened food that had been picked apart recently.

To him it was a sign. Maybe it wasn't Sophia that was hiding in there, but it was a sign to keep looking. After checking the whole house, with no other sign of the girl, he hesitantly walked out the back door with the intention to head back to Hershel's farm. That is until something else caught his attention out of the corner of his eye.

From a good few feet away, there sat some flowers blooming fairly close to the house he just cleared. He began walking over to them slowly, only to find out that they were Cherokee roses, to which he knew quite well. These flowers were very beautiful and had a backstory behind them that he would never forget, which only caused the wheels to turn faster in his head. He thought of Carol, how these flowers must have bloomed for Sophia, and decided to pick one off to take back to her and share the story he had come to know. To give her a little bit of hope that she needed.

He turned around with the intention of leaving to head back, but then out of the clear blue, Rose suddenly crossed his mind. He turned to look back at the flowers again, debating if he should take one to her too, or if he should just leave it be. Maybe she would appreciate it, love it even. Or maybe she didn't even like flowers at all, thinking it was pointless to receive something that would only die in just a few days. Daryl didn't know her thoughts behind something like this...but he knew her. And that was good enough for him.

So, after overthinking it for far too long, he walked back over to quickly pick another one and headed towards the farm again, before he changed his mind.

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cactikiki · 7 months

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I have reason to believe Cassie's dad tried investigating into GGY, and it didn't end so well for him.

Let's get into why...

The therapists say to patient 46 (Gregory, while under the Dr. Rabbit (Mimic) influence) that the techs were getting concerned with his diving into the system, hacking it and messing with code to change how the animatronics act. This happens multiple times:

Now, what is Cassie's father? A Fazbear Technician! Evident by the fact he has a Faz-Wrench, something only Fazbear techs own. Now this is absolutely a stretch, right? Well, it is, until I bring up this note found in the AR world:

In the AR version of the Plex, Cassie experiences personal things that wouldn't be there for other people-- cutouts of herself with Roxy, of her with Gregory (and subsequently crying when he's gone), missing posters of Gregory, eyes that stare at her, mirrors, etc. So this note is another personal thing to her, and given the importance of the other personal things listed, it's likely this note has a good amount of significance to her too. I previously thought it was because Cassie's dad had left to look into something, but I had zero idea what it could be-- until now.

Either the note was placed by someone else to cover up her dad's disappearance (more likely, death), or he left it there knowing he'd be gone longer than normal while looking into this mysterious GGY. With people repeatedly disappearing, and GGY linked to the animatronics being messed up, he could've taken the initiative to look into it himself- and, possibly, payed the price for it.

When this happened, I don't have much of an idea. But I assume closer to the time SB took place rather than GGY, since it's pretty likely Mimic's influence was dropped right before the game, and RUIN seems to happen maybe a few weeks to a month after the base game? I think Cassie would've done something, or felt something was off, much sooner if it'd happened before then; but we don't know enough about her yet to know if that's the case. There's no mention of any other family she has outside of referenced 'emergency contacts'.

We still don't have a whole lot of information about Cassie, so we don't know how long she was left alone, if she's left alone often, etc.

With Help Wanted 2 possibly being a prequel to Security Breach, it's possible we'll also get a confirmation as to why and how Gregory got stuck under the Mimic's influence, plus what happened to Cassie's father. Maybe the game takes place a few weeks before Security Breach? I dunno. We just gotta wait and see!

I just doubt this note means 'he went away for a while at some point and came back', and it's not like past tense is used when she says her dad has a Faz-Wrench like it is when she talks about him collecting old lunch boxes. It has to be significant, otherwise, why include it?

I believe whatever happened to him, Cassie doesn't know about it yet- but her link to the Mimic, and by extension Gregory, goes deeper than we realised- that's why she was introduced at all in RUIN.

Her story is 100% far from over, but I don't believe we'll focus on her again juuust yet.

We know Scott doesn't drop huge lore without clarifying it in the next installment; Burntrap > Mimic for starters. Dittophobia happened, Steel Wool is now referencing fnaf 4 in tweets tagged as SB and RUIN. GGY is still shrouded in mystery, answers are bound to come up soon! (There are way more examples of Scott confirming lore in the next installment of something, but I can't bring it all to mind right now-- there's definitely plenty of examples, though, and iirc Scott made a steam post about this once)

Gregory had a huge reveal at the start of this year with GGY's release; plus, the Mimic (and how it can control things) was finally introduced in the games.

I think GGY is next to get fleshed out in the game universe, and Help Wanted 2 is the perfect place to start. And, of course, that all links to the people who'd sunk too deep into the mystery; the therapists, Tony Becker, and the technicians.

#fnaf #fnaf security breach #fnaf ruin #ruin dlc #gregory #ggy #Dr. Rabbit #five nights at freddy's #cassie #Cassie's dad #Fnaf theory #Forgot to post this earlier when I put it on twitter oops #help wanted 2 #fnaf help wanted 2

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More Conan reread thoughts (ignore the time difference between the last one). Spoilers for practically everything lol

Honestly compared to last time, I really like the dynamic between Shinichi and Heji

In this panel specifically I really like how basically the second after Heji hears Shinichi he gets really excited. And when Shinichi tries to focus on the case and everything but Heji just tells him to come visit Osaka (which I also think is great, he just wants to hang out with his friend), Shinichi goes to hand up lol. I just really like their friendship.

I don't exactly remember what chapters these are from and how many are inbetween, but here's my next screenshot. Can you imagine this little child just suddenly appearing behind you and with the most innocent smile asking if you want to murder someone? I too would be horrified, even if I did want to murder someone lol. He just looks so happy to say it.

And then we have the Akai family interactions.

I cannot emphasize enough how much I love anytime they interact. I just love them so much. Like they just. They're a family. They all care for eachother in their own ways. Even though they aren't often together. It's great.

And then we have that delivery truck case where we see Amuro just being a good guy. A scary guy. But definitely fueld by the correct intentions.

Like dude is literally running while doing complex calculations in order to track where the message had blown off too. If that's not impressive, I dunno what is.

And then he catches the guy (by punching him in the stomach mind you) and pulls out fucking tape while telling Conan to call the police. Like. Oh my god.

Just look at how bright and happy his face is. This man has killed people before.

I think that's all I have for now, will be reading more soon. Might or might not post my thoughts we'll see

Thanks for reading my ramblings and I hope you have a great existence!

#dcmk #amuro tooru #detco #detective conan #edogawa conan #furuya rei #rei furuya #akai shuichi #shuichi akai #kudo shinichi #hattori heiji #heji Hattori #sera masumi #masumi sera

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lovesickbtch · 1 year

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Lo'ak dealing with drunk reader

THATS RIGHT IM BACK BITCHES

Pairing : Aged up!Lo'ak x Drunk f!reader

Summary : Lo'ak, Neteyam, Kiri and Reader go to a small abandoned building. Reader finds some type of alcohol and drinks a littleeee bit too much, moving to sit on Lo'ak in the corner. He realises how much more ditzy she is and takes care of her. Best friends to lovers wohoo.

Warnings : NSFW, Alcohol use, Degrading, Dry humping,u

Notes : YES IM BACK YALL I WONT GIVE AN EXCUSE FOR NOT POSTING, IM GLAD TO BE BACK. Oh and also I might be like this a bit often so sry lol

"I think I found it?" Lo'ak pointed ugto an abandoned shack in the distance.

"We'll be quick alright? Before it gets dark." Neteyam replied.

The four of you heading into building with Kiri leading the way.

"Bleugh It smells horrible in here" She held her nose.

"This better be worth it"

The four of you were looking for things from the sky people, a human had been living there for a few years before they had gotten killed.

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After venturing for a few minutes Kiri had turned on something which played some type of "sky people music" and you had found a bottle of some type of clear liquid.

"Lo'ak wanna do a challenge?" You asked.

"Ehhh depends what's the challenge?"

You hold up the bottle showing it to him.

"Whoever drinks the most"

"Y/n I don't know if you should drink th-"

You pop open the bottle smelling inside. It had a bitter scent, not smelling how you thought it would.

"Hm- seems good to me! You still sure you don't want any?"

You wave the bottle in his face.

"Nah I'm good, just don't start crying to me when you don't feel so good."

He replied in a mocking tone walking into the lounge area.

"Well- more for me"

You look inside the bottle checking for anything before take a large sip of the drink. Soon turning into a quiet coughing fit.

"Woah that does not taste normal"

You take one more sip, with it being a lot more than before placing the bottle on a shelf nearby.

"Ew why did I do that"

You soon forget what had just happened, shifting over to see what Lo'ak was up to.

"I'm surprised your dumbass is still awake, you'll probably get sick from that"

He was sitting on a small couch, his legs spread across the chair.

"Y/n look at this"

He held up a snowglobe shaking it around at focusing on it quite a bit.

You were interested in it too, but for some reason you felt like moving closer to Lo'ak. Too close, but you soon after could feel your legs getting wobbly.

"H-hey Lo'ak can I just-"

Your ass landed right on his crotch him.

"Y-y/n are you alright??"

He was suprised at first, but seeing your eyes lowered and your face flustered.

" 'm sorry" you said trying to move up.

He held you down with his hands around your waist.

"No Y-y/n are you alright? What happened?"

Sure you've sat in his lap a few times but usually it was just with some light hearted jokes.

But right now did not feel like a joke.

You sat back in his lap with one of his legs separating your thighs.

"I- I dunno, can we stay like this?"

"U-uh y-yea just-"

He was too flustered to think of a proper answer, too focused on your body on top of his.

After a few minutes a conversation was going and he started to feel a bit more confident. You however started to feel dizzy and hot.

Being so close to him, your bodies connected. You could feel his warm breath flowing down your neck. Not to mention your core was resting right on top of his thigh, which didn't help because of your horny and dazed state.

He was rambling about some funny events about him and his siblings, being so caught up with what he was saying that he didn't realise what you were up to.

You found yourself slowly sliding yourself up and down his thigh, slow enough to look like nothing's happening from afar.

Even you didn't realise what you were doing till later on. He did though, he was so flustered. The thought of you getting off of his thigh, he thought he was dreaming. But he couldn't let this moment go to waste, so he watched you as you cutely moved around on him.

You could feel the build up of how damp your clothed cunt was, too tired to care about him slutty you felt.

You slightly picked up the pace, making your heavy breathing hard to control.

You looked up at him regretting everything you'd done. This was the worst way to show a friend your true feelings for them. Especially when you're seconds away from cumming.

His eyes were glued to your body movement, the way your thighs were gliding across his.

He could feel your hot cunt getting rubbed all over him. He watched how your perky tits moving in sync with your hips.

"What's wrong? Done already? Surely you aren't, not a dirty girl like you"

Your eyes widened in embarrassment and terror.

You got up straight away but his pair of arms were glued around your waist.

"I don't think your finished yet, cmon get to work"

#Loak #Loak x reader #Loak x yn #Loak x you #Atwow loak #Atwow smut #Atwow x reader #Atwow x reader smut #Atwow x yn #Atwow x you

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quinloki · 11 months

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hi!! sending a kinky op ask for drake and mihawk!

how do you think they’d feel about:

- pegging

- breeding

- dynamics (dom/sub, captain/subordinate, predator/prey, stuff like that!)

love ur writing sm! <3

Oh thank you for the compliment <3 ^_^

Hmmm... X Drake huh? >.> I think that's a new one \o/ (Drake makes me think of Page One... I have a bit of a soft spot for that one.) AHEM, but yeah, I can do this.

Dynamics is an interesting one too \o/ That'll be fun to answer.

We'll do these by character, but I'mma do Mihawk first, cause I can xD

Dracule Mihawk:

Pegging - I dunno - He's not against it, not completely, but you'd have to have a powerful top/dom streak in you in order to convince him. He'll turn the conversation and the momentum in his favor again and again, "pegging" you instead of the other way around. It'd be a battle of wills, and not an uncomfortable one, you're not going to upset him with persistence, you're just going to have to keep - uh - training, if you want to see it happen XD

Breeding - Yes - I can see Mihawk as a family man for sure (to wit - you don't need to get pregnant for a breeding kink! Aggressive practicing/filling can be all that's entailed. I can just see Mihawk being a family man). I can also see him as someone who likes to mark his partner as his own without leaving permanent marks. From watching bruising kisses fade, to admiring his seed dripping out of you, he just adores all the small ways you give yourself to him. If kids happen because of it, then so be it, he'll fill the role as best as he can, and in the meantime he'll continue to fill you up all the days you stay within his arms.

Dynamics - not really a way to rate this one, per se, but Mihawk is more Dom energy than sub, I'd say a solid 80% dom 20% switch (Quin you should say "sub", no, I said what I said <3 )

He's 100% predator and 0% prey, and surprisingly 60/40 for Top/Bottom. Other dynamics can follow the Dom/Sub vibe, or even the Top/Bottom vibe, but he's not going to play the role of servant or subordinate to anyone without a battle of wills.

X Drake :

Pegging - Yes - It's more likely he's going to be riding you, vs you riding him in this situation, but he's not against it. He's been undercover for a good while, and that's put him in a lot of situations where he's had to be flexible. That kind of thinking as led to him being pretty open-minded across the board, and even in the bedroom. He has a preference for being in control, but there's not a lot of hard no's for him either.

Breeding - FUCK Yes - Specifically he loves this when he's dealing with a long-term partner. His job keeps him away and on the move, so when he has time to spend with you he wants to make it count. He can get a little feral about it too, filling you up over and over until you've lost count how many times he's pumped you full.

He's surprisingly (or not so surprisingly) sweet afterward, once it's out of his proverbial system. He'll take good care of you, and treat you so softly the next day. If you're raw from his actions the night before he'll pull pleasure from the parts of you that aren't.

Dynamics - When it comes to Dom/sub, Drake's 99% Dom. There's that drop in there somewhere that's negotiable, but it's very very small. He scrambles sometimes to stay in control, and often times he has to let go of it for a job to progress, so in the bedroom he's not giving up the reigns any time soon.

Top/Bottom is 50/50, but just because he's bottom'ing doesn't mean he isn't dom'ing. Predator is 100% - maybe if he didn't have the devil fruit he'd have some variance, but he's a predator. Enough so that he generally prefers to avoid Primal Play because he doesn't want his instincts to rush in and take over.

Interestingly he fills the role of subordinate very well. More of a butler-willing-to-do-things style than say a pet. He'll have you bending to his will even as he seems to answer to yours.

Kinky one piece head canons

#kinky one piece head canon #x drake #dracule mihawk #x reader #mihawk x reader #x drake x reader

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cru5h-cascades · 4 months

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Sins of the Flesh Update Trailer Dissection!

(plus some other stuff that wasn't shown in the trailer!)

At long last, the long awaited trailer & release date reveal for the newest Cult of the Lamb update's out! Storywise, there's not much to go off of from the trailer, but hey a bunch of new stuff to do in the new update!

Right out of the gate we see one of the main selling points of the update in a short animated segment of the vid: SEX. It's here we see the mating tent, where followers can do their thing and create an egg (just like I predicted! the xmas art for CotL was a teaser for the mating feature!). In order to use the mating tent, a new mechanic is introduced where followers have to have a high enough level of love for each other in order to use the tent. Once they do, you can have them make out with each other in the tent and as soon as they finish their love making session they'll come out of the tent with an egg, which you can either A) harvest for food or B) keep the egg in tact to have A BABY FOLLOWER!!! YESSS!!! I REALLY WANTED THIS TO BE IN THE UPDATE SO FUCK YEA!!! It's unclear if we ourselves can use the mating tent, but we'll find out eventually.

New follower attire (previously revealed alongside the announcement that booze would be added to the game)

We're re-introduced to a new weapon: the gun (previously revealed to us a few weeks before xmas) and get some footage of it in action.

A new follower interaction is shown off where we can fight a follower during a crusade (sorta like how Shamura turned a follower on a player in the base game's story campaign). May or may not be connected to the update's new story if there is one, which might be the case.

It appears you can further upgrade your meetinghouse/church/whatever you call it in this update. Perhaps even customize it? Seems like that in the trailer.

A re-introduction to the ability to serve booze to followers (also previously revealed to us before xmas)

New rituals ahoy! The one in the trailer where the followers are going ape shit is called the Rite of Wrath, where followers will go ahead and unleash the purge in your cult grounds by going around killing and fighting each other, vanalizing the cult grounds, and more. There's another one in the trailer that might have to do with more casual canabalizim in this game (instead a follower's presumably being eaten alive in this instance). And another ritual is going to be added into the update which is called the Rite of Lust, where your followers dance around a shrine in the Lamb's image naked. There's more rituals being added into the game but those are just a few.

A possibility of gaining more hearts??

Follower Sozo. That's all I gotta say here.

And that's everything that got revealed in the trailer. There's still a few more things that the trailer didn't show, which I'll talk about now:

New minigame ahoy! By using the new drum circle, you can now play a new rhythm game-based minigame!

A new food source (which remains unnamed; possibly due to lore significance?)

The new rituals may or may not have a tie with another new game mechanic called Sin. As of now it's unknown why we need to generate Sin in this update, but if I had to guess it has to do with the story of the new update.

There was other stuff revealed outside the trailer but those just had someting to do with something shown in the trailer (how the mating tent works and the Rite of Lust). We still dunno about why the crown turns into a snake-lookin' thing and we dunno why followers can turn on us in this update but hey at least we're getting the update soon! Then we can figure all of this stuff out for ourselves.

Sins of the Flesh will release January 16th!

#cult of the lamb #cotl #sins of the flesh #cotl update #trailer analysis

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twsted-idiot · 13 days

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Rae Transcript :3!!!

(Ft him being a faggot for Johnny) (his ability is Mimic. He can mimic voices of victims (current or past) to lure others towards him, or one of the other family members. Although the ability itself does no damage)

Feeding Grandpa

-“Everyone else says it was a hell of a lot easier with you up ‘nd able so..”

-“We don’t got all day, eat up.” -“Eat up so we can catch these assholes.” -(sigh) “we’re gettin it under control”

-“It’d be a whole lot easier if you could actually fuckin help.”

Victim Found (in hiding spot)

-“What’re you hidin’ for?”

-“It’s kinda rude to go around peoples property ‘n hide from em y’know.”

-“Get yer ass out here”

-“Picked a shit hidin’ spot, sugar.”

-“Found ya” (laughs)

-“Y’all should really find better hidin’ spots”

Victim Hit

-“Quit runnin’, you ain’t gon’ make it much further”

-“Awh, that hurt?” (Laughs)

-“Hold still! I’ll get it over quick, promise.”

-“All that screamin’ ain’t gonna save you.”

-“Why don’t you just give up?”

Blood Trail

-“You left a trail, y’know…”

-“Yer makin’ this awfully easy to find you”

-“Les’ got to clean this up.”

-“Aw, don’t bleed out everywhere. It ain’t no fun if you die before I get to ya”

Match Start

-“Y’all’s heads are gonna be rollin’ soon enough..”

-“Didn’t know we had visitors.”

-“Don’t worry, I’ll put y’all to good use.”

Victim seen escaping

-“Shit..they won’t believe em…”

-“Ain’t worth chasin’ em down, probably won’t make it far anyway.”

-(annoyed groan)

-“Goddamnit. The others really gotta start helpin, I can’t stop all of em on my own.”

-“Slick bastards…”

Idle

-"That girl wasn't even pretty, I dunno why the hell Johnny liked her so much...glad he fuckin' killed her"

-"The hells this draggin' on for?"

-"Doin' everything round here I swear.."

-"Awfully rude to keep hidin' from me y'know.."

Victim Seen

-"Come back here, sugar"

-"Where the hell you think yer goin'?"

-"It don't have to be this way y'know..."

-"I'll take it easy on ya."

-"Honestly, all this runnin' around is kinda pathetic."

Ability Denied

-"Ain't none of em nearby.."

-"None of em can hear me from here."

-"Nah, won't work here."

-"I should wait until they get closer..."

Close encounter

-"Oh? This ain't gonna end well for you."

-"Go on, hit me."

-"That's it! Fight back! It ain't no fun if y'all just let us kill you."

Execution

-"This woulda been easier if y'all just quit runnin'"

-"See? There was no damn point in allat."

-"Don't worry, I'll make sure to put ya to good use."

Drayton/The Cook seen

-"Quit hollerin' at me old man."

-"It'd be a hell of a lot easier for you to hear em if you'd shut the fuck up."

-"Watch it, I'll rip yer fuckin' tongue out myself."

-"Put those damn locks to use"

-"I'd rather be dead than actually be related to you, so quit talkin' like it actually matters that I ain't."

Nubbins/Hitchhiker Seen

-"Keep that damn roadkill away from me."

-"Hurry up 'n place them traps, they ain't doin no good if you don't."

-"You sure as hell ain't the best...don't care what that prehistoric ass says."

-"If you gonna talk about me, speak up. Yer mutterin' is annoying."

-"How the hell you make them traps of yers anyway?"

Johnny seen

-"Don't worry Hun, we'll catch em."

-(whistles)

-"You find any of em yet?"

-"I'll help you catch em if you want.."

-"I ain't lookin'.."

-"Yer old lady's gettin' on my nerves y'know."

-"Let me know if you need any help Hun"

-"You should quit bringin' them city girls around."

Sissy seen

-"Keep that poison shit away from me, I'll rip yer fuckin' head off if you get it on me."

-"Awfully convenient for you to show up now."

-"I ain't goin in yer stupid fuckin garden."

-"Quit singin' those stupid hippie songs all the time, it's annoying."

-"Don't you dare bring back one of them weirdos with you."

Nancy Seen

-"We're gonna catch em, quit hollerin' at me."

-"Just don't place them traps in my way.."

-"Where the hell you get all that barbed wire anyway?"

-"That's an awfully nasty scar..." (Chuckles)

-"What? Need help or somethin'?"

-"You can quit lookin' at me like I did somethin' wrong..christ."

Bubba Seen

-"Goddamn big boy, yer puttin' that saw to work."

-"Just watch where yer swingin' that thing..."

-"Don't listen to them, they're a bunch of assholes. They're just jealous."

-"Don't worry, I'll help you catch em'"

-"I'll drag one of em to ya so you can gut em, yeah?"

Cook(seeing Rae)

-"Yer makin a damn fool of yerself!"

-"You ain't even a part of this family, quit yer yapping."

-"This is Johnny's fault y'know."

-"You 'n Johnny better quit bringin' back those damn girls."

Hitchhiker(Seeing Rae)

-"Y-you ain't even actually a part of this family.." (snicker)

-"Lookit what I found!"

-"I'm p-placin' my traps, what're you doin'?"

-"You still can't handle eatin' flesh?"

-"Quit h-hollerin' at me."

-"You better watch out! Bubba might give you another one of them scars."

Johnny (seeing Rae)

-"You know all the good hidin' spots, don't ya?" (Chuckle)

-"Quit starin' now ain't the damn time."

-"You didn't seem too fond of that girl..there somethin' you wanna tell me?"

-"C'mon now, lure them out already!"

-"Put that voice of yers to work, yeah?"

Sissy(Seeing Rae)

-"Stay outta my way and you won't get any poison on you."

-"I'd stick around more if yall weren't such assholes..."

-"You still ain't seen the light yet, that's your problem!"

-"Stay out of my garden."

-"Don't start bringin' back those girls like Johnny.. we're in this mess cause of him."

Nancy(seeing Rae)

-"Quit ooglin' Johnny, you ain't slick."

-"Hurry up 'n lure em out!"

-"Why you always out in Johnny's shack for?"

-"Focus! Don't let em get away."

-"It ain't that hard to not get tangled in my traps.."

#Oc: Rae Slater #TCM oc #TCSM oc #TCM game #TCM game oc #TCSM game oc #Drayton Sawyer #Nubbins Sawyer #Sissy Sawyer #Johnny Sawyer #Johnny Slaughter #Black Nancy #Nancy Sawyer #Nancy Slaughter #Bubba Sawyer #Leatherface

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layce2015 · 8 months

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Supernatural (Dean Winchester x Female!Reader)

Sex And Violence

Masterlist

*3rd Person POV*

"Yeah." Sam said into his cellphone as he stands in the bathroom of their motel room. Dean and (y/n) were asleep in one of the beds together, Dean was laying on his right side and (y/n) was hugged up to him. His back against her chest and her left arm draped around his waist and her face was pressed up against his back.

A truck horn sounds and wakes Dean up. He raises his head and sees Sam was not in his bed. "Yeah, that's what I'm telling you. No storms, no bad crops, nothing." Sam said and Dean leans up on an elbow and watches Sam talk in the phone. "Yeah, okay. We'll keep looking. You keep looking too, OK? All right. Talk soon." Sam said and he hangs up and Dean quickly lies down, pretending to be asleep.

Sam enters the main room and watches Dean and (y/n), seeing they were still asleep. Then he pokes Dean with his bathroom bag. "Hey. Up and at 'em, kiddos." he said and Dean pretends to wake up, rubbing his eyes, while (y/n) groans. "Five more minutes." She mumbles as Dean looks over at Sam.

"You're up early. What are you doing?" He asked Sam. "Nothing. I was in the can." Sam replied. "Yeah?" Dean said, not believing him. "Yeah. You want me to draw you a picture?" Sam asked him. "Nah, I'll pass." Dean said as (y/n) goes to lay on her back and rubs her eyes. "Thank God, cause I don't want the first image I see in the morning is Sam's bathroom routine." She grumbles and Sam rolls his eyes.

"Found a job. Bedford, Iowa. Guy beat his wife's brains out with a meat tenderizer." Sam said and both Dean and (y/n) look over at him, alarmed. "Yikes." Dean said. "And get this. Third local inside two months to gank his wife. No priors on any of 'em, all happily married." Sam said. "Ahh. Sounds like Ozzie and Harriet." (y/n) remarks and Sam smirks.

"More like The Shining." he said as (y/n) sits up on the side of the bed. "All right, well I guess we'd better have a look." Dean said

*(y/n)'s POV*

"Why does the PD keep sending you guys? I already said I don't want a lawyer." Mr Benson said to us after we arrived at the prison to interview him.. "They're lining up the firing squad." Dean said, smirking. "I'm pleading guilty." Benson said. "All right, look, you don't want us to represent you, that's fine. In fact it's probably not a bad idea, between you and me. We just wanna understand what happened, that's all." I said to him.

"Mr Benson. Please." Sam pleaded as Benson looked between us then sighs. "What happened was, I killed my wife. You wanna know why? Because she made plans without asking me. He said. "Now when it happened, how did you feel? Disoriented, out of control?" Sam asked him. "Like something possessed you to do it?" Dean added.

"I knew exactly what I was doing. I was crystal clear." Benson said and I furrow my brow. "The why'd you do it?" I asked him. "I don't know. I loved her. We were happy." he replied and Dean places some papers on the table and taps them.

"Nine G's. That's a hefty bill." Dean said and Benson's eyes widen. "Where did you get that?" he asked. "Doesn't matter. We have it. See, certain charges, ones you don't want the missus to know...they show up under shady names like M & C Entertainment." Dean said. "I don't know what you're talking about." Benson said. "Like dropping plastic at a nudie bar for instance." Dean said.

"We just wanna know the truth, Mr Benson." I said to Benson, who was looking at us nervous then he sighs. "Her name was Jasmine." he said. "She was a stripper?" Sam asked. "Dude, her name was Jasmine." Dean said. "Or she's a fan of Aladdin." I added and Dean rolls his eyes. "I didn't mean for it to happen, I don't like to go to strip bars. My buddy was having a bachelor party, and there she was." Benson said.

"Jasmine." Sam said and Benson nods. "She came right up to me. And...I dunno, she was just...perfect. Everything that I wanted." he said. "Well you pay enough and anybody will be anything." Dean said and I elbow his side. "It wasn't about the money. It wasn't even about the sex. It was...I dunno. I....I don't know what it was. It's hard to explain." Benson said and I raise an eyebrow at this.

"And your wife found out?" I asked him. "No, she never had a clue." Benson said. "Then why'd you kill her?" I asked, confused. "For Jasmine. She said we would be together forever. If...if only Vicki was..." Benson said then Dean mutters under his breath. "Muertos."

"Afterwards, me and Jasmine were supposed to meet and she never showed. I don't know where she lives, I don't know her last name, I don't even know her real first name! I'm an idiot." Benson exclaims. "And you didn't think to tell this to the cops?" Sam asked him. "What for? The stripper didn't do it, I did it. And I know what I deserve. The judge doesn't give me the death sentence, I'll just do it myself." Benson said and the boys and I exchange looks.

*3rd Person POV*

Dr Cara Roberts sits behind her desk and tips some tablets from a bottle into her hand. She swallows the tablets and rubs her temples as Sam enters the office. "Rough night?" he asked her, smiling, and she turns and smiles at him. "Fun night. Rough morning." she said and Sam sniggers.

"Can I help you?" Cara asked him. "Ahhh...yes. Um, I'm Special Agent Stiles, FBI. You Doctor Cara Roberts?" Sam asked her as he showed her his badge. "Far as I know." she replied.

"You do some work with the Sheriff's department?" Sam asked. "Yeah, when I'm not slogging it through the ER. It's a small town. We multi-task." Cara said, shrugging. "Well, I have some questions about a case. About several cases actually. Do you mind if I sit?" Sam asked her and she motions him to a chair.

"Great. Adam Benson, Jim Wylie, and Steve Snyder." Sam listed off and Cara nods. "Oh yeah, the men who killed their wives?" she asked and Sam nods. "You handled their work-ups, right?" he asked. "Autopsies for the wives and tox screens for the perps. Two-for-one special." Cara said.

"You find anything?" he asked. "Not really. I mean, c.o.d. on the women was pretty clear. There was nothing unusual in their systems." she explained. "What about the husbands?" Sam asked her and she looks at him, curiously.

"Can I....see your badge again?" She asked and he pulls it out and she looks closely at his badge then at Sam. "There was one thing, um, an anomaly in the blood work. And I remember thinking how strange it was that it showed up in all three of the men." she said.

"That what showed up?" Sam asked, confused. "Oxytocin. And their levels were crazy high." Cara said. "Ahh. Oxytocin?" Sam said, asking for an elaboration. "Mm-hmm, it's a hormone that's produced during childbirth, lactation and sex." Cara said then Sam nods. "OK." he said.

"People call it the love hormone. Um, you know how it feels when you first fall in love. The whole weak in the knees, tattoo you on my chest thing? That's oxytocin. Of course it eventually fades and then you're stuck with every relationship ever. That and the painful regime of tattoo removal." Cara said, chuckling, and her and Sam smile at each other just as Dean and (y/n) enter.

"What'd we miss?" Dean asked and Cara looks at the two, confused, then back at Dean. "Ahh, these are my partners, Agent Murdoch and Agent Case." Sam introduced and Cara, Dean and (y/n) shake hands.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Doctor Roberts." she said and (y/n) nods. "Pleasure to meet you." She greets then Cara turns to Sam. "So, um, can I help you with anything else?" she asked him. "Uhh, sure, just one more thing. This chemical, this..." Sam said and trails off as he tries to remember what it was call.

"Oxytocin." She answered and Sam nods. "Oxytocin. What would cause those high levels that you found?" he asked her. "Nothing that I've ever seen." she said. "OK. That's it. Thanks Doc." Sam said and they exchange smiles again then he, Dean and (y/n) move to the door. Sam hesitates then turns back to her.

"By the way...try a greasy breakfast. Best thing for a hangover." He informed her and she smiles again. "Watch it buddy, I'm the only M.D. here." she said and Sam nods and leaves. "Looks like a certain doctor has their eyes on you." (Y/n) teased and Sam scoffs as they leave the hospital.

*(y/n)'s POV*

"So Whylie and Snyder totally fessed up, huh?" Sam asked as we get to the parking lot of the hospital. "One emptied his IRA, the other, his kids' college fund, all on the same day." Dean said. "Live nude girls?" Sam asked and we nod. "A club called The Honey Wagon." I said.

"These guys have affairs too, with a stripper also known as Jasmine?" asked Sam. "Yes and no. This is where it gets interesting. Each guy hooked up with a different chick." said Dean. "So, what? These girls all connected somehow?" Sam asked. "Well, they all described their stripper in the same way, the exact same way. Perfect, and everything that they wanted." I said and Sam scoffs out a laugh.

"Yeah, at least until dream Barbie convinced them to murder their wives." He said. "There's that." Dean said, shrugging. "You know, it's almost like they were under some kinda love spell." Sam said. "Sure seems that way." I said. "Which caused them to become totally psychotic." Sam said.

"Absolutely." Dean said, smiling. "You seem pretty cheery." Sam points out and I eye Dean. "Strippers, Sammy. Strippers. We're on an actual case involving strippers. Finally." Dean said and I fold my arms and clear my throat at him and he looks at me. "Hey, I can look just can't touch." He said and I raise an eyebrow at him. "You better just look..." I said in a threatening tone and he raised his hand up.

That night, Dean and I make it over to the club and show our badge to security. The guy lets us in and we go inside to find the manager as Thunder Kiss '65 plays over the speakers. "We're looking for three girls. Jasmine, Aurora and Ariel." Dean said to the manager, who looked at us annoyed.

"You seriously think those names mean anything to me?" he asked us. "One's a redhead about 5'9". The other one's Asian, about..." I said and the manager scoffs. "You have any idea how many girls I deal with? Fake names, fake hair, fake..." he said and Dean sighs. "You gotta have some sort of paperwork. Check stubs. Some way to keep track of the strippers." Dean said.

"Please, exotic dancers. Independent contractors working for cash. I stay out of their hair, they stay out of what little I have left." The manager said. "Three of your customers murdered their wives. You don't think that that's weird?" I asked him, suspiciously. "Yeah. I think that's super-friggin' weird. But you know what it ain't? My problem." The manager said and he leaves.

"Nice helpful fellow." I grumbled as Sam comes up to us. "Any luck?" He asked us. "No. You?" Dean said. "A little. I just talked to Bobby, we officially have a theory." Sam said. "What's that?" Dean and I asked. "Siren." Sam said. "Like Greek myth siren, the Odessy?" Dean asked and both Sam and I give Dean a surprised look. "....Hey, I read!" Dean said, defensively.

"Yeah, actually. But the siren's not actually a myth, it's more of a beautiful creature that preys on men, enticing them with their siren song." Sam said. "Let me guess, Welcome to the Jungle? No, no. Warrant's Cherry Pie." Dean jokes "Their song is more of a metaphor, like...like their call, their allure, you know?" Sam said.

"So they shake their thing and the guys zombie out." I said and Sam nods. "Basically, yeah. Sirens lived on islands, sailors would chase 'em, completely ignoring the rocky shores...and dash themselves to pieces." he said. "Sounds like Adam and his buddies." Dean said.

"Yeah. If you were a siren in '09 looking to ruin a bunch of morons, where would you set up shop?" Sam asked, rhetorically. "So whatever floats the guy's boat, that's what they look like?" Dean asked. "Yeah. You see, sirens can read minds. They see what you want most and then they can kinda, like, cloak themselves. You know, like an illusion." Sam explained.

"So it could all be the same chick? Morphing into, uh, to different dream girls?" I asked. "Yeah, actually. Probably. Sirens are usually pretty solitary." Sam said. "How do we kill it?" asked Dean. "Bobby's working on it. Even if we figure that out..." Sam said as we look out into the crowd of people in the club. "How the hell are we gunna find it? It could be anybody." I said.

The next day, Dean and I were sitting in the motel room and I noticed that Sam left his cellphone. "Sam left his phone." I pointed out and Dean stares at it then picks it up. "Dean, what are you doing?" I asked as he scrolls the numbers then clicks on a number and brings it up to his ear.

"Dean..." I said but he holds up a finger at me then a second later, his face hardens in anger then he quickly hangs up. "What the hell, Dean?" I asked him. "Sam's been talking to Ruby." Dean said and my eyes widen in shock. "What?" I asked.

But before Dean could reply, Sam enters the room. "Lenny Bristol was definitely another siren vic." Sam said. "You get in to see him?" Dean asked him. "Yep. He bought home a stripper named Belle. Coupla hours later he offed his mother. Belle, of course, went MIA." Sam said and I shake my head and look over at Sam.

"Wait, he killed his mom?" I asked. "The woman he was closest too." Sam said then his phone starts to ring. "Yeah, you, uh, forgot your cell phone." Dean said and he tosses Sam his phone. Sam gives Dean a worried look as he answers it

"Hey Bobby." Sam answered and he listens to what Bobby had to say. "Ahhh, no. And, uh, it doesn't seem like she's slowing down any. You got anything?" he asked. "Hold on a sec, I'll put you on speaker." He said then he pushes a button his phone then Bobby's voice speaks through the phone.

"It says you need a bronze dagger, covered in the blood of a sailor, under the spell of the song." Bobby said. "What the hell does that mean?" Dean asked. "You got me. We're dealing with 3000 years of the telephone game here." Bobby said.

"Best guess?" Sam asked. "Well, the siren's spell ain't got nothing to do with any song. It's most likely some kind of toxin or venom. Something she gets in the vic's blood." Bobby sai. "And makes them go all Manchurian Candidate." Sam said.

"Uh, what do you think, she infects the men during sex?" I asked Bobby. "Maybe." Bobby said. "Supernatural STD." Dean jokes. "Well, however it happens, once it's done the siren's gotta watch her back. She gets a dose of her own medicine..." Bobby said then Sam finished his sentence. "It kills her." he said. "Like a snake getting iced by its own venom." Bobby said.

"So we just gotta find a way to juice one of the OJs in jail?" Dean asked. "Not that easy. None of those guys are under the spell anymore. Haven't got a clue where you're going to get the blood you need." Bobby said and Sam looks up. "I think I might have an idea." he said. "Be careful, boys. These things are tricky bitches. Wrap you up in knots before you know what hit ya. (Y/n), keep an eye on these boys." Bobby said and I chuckle. "I'll do my best, Bobby." I said.

"Dr. Roberts." Sam greets Roberts when we arrived in her office. "Agent Stiles. Can't stay away, huh?" she asked him. "Actually, uh, we're here on business. About the blood samples. The ones with the high...you know...oxytocin?" Sam said then Dean speaks up. "You still have them?" he asked and she nods.

"Good, we need them." I said and she furrows her brow at us. "What for?" she asked but then we hear footsteps behind us. "Excuse me, Dr. Roberts?" a man's voice calls out and we turn and see a young man with short dirty blonde hair and wearing a suit.

"Yeah?" Roberts asked as Dean pulls out his badge. "Excuse me, uh, we're a little busy here, buddy." Dean tells him and the guy pulls out his own badge. "Yeah, so am I, pal." he said then I turn to Roberts. "Doc, can you give us a sec, please?" I asked her and she backs away. "Sure." she said. "Thanks." I said and she leaves and we all turn to the newcomer.

"What's your name?" Dean asked him. "Nick Munroe. What's yours?" Munroe said. "I'm Special Agent Sam Stiles, these are my partners Dean Murdoch and (y/n) Case. What office are you from?" Sam asked him. "Omaha, Violent Crimes Unit. My SAC sent me down here to see about the murders." Munroe replied and I hum at this, suspiciously.

"You?" Munroe asked us. "D.C. Our Assistant Director assigned us." I replie. "Oh, which AD?" Munroe asked. "Mike Kaiser." Sam replied. "What are your badge numbers?" he asked us. "You're kidding, right?" Dean asked him, annoyed. "I'm just following protocol." Munroe said then Sam hands him a card.

"Look man, whatever. Just call our AD, he'll sort things out." Sam said and Munroe takes the card and dials the number. Bobby will give this guy a what for. I thought as Munroe said. "Yeah, Assistant Director Kaiser, please." silence then he continues. "Yes, sir. Hello. It's Agent Nick Munroe. I'm calling about two of your men and a woman. Stiles, Case and Murdoch? Uh, it seems that they've been put on my case by mistake?"

His face then goes white as I fight back a smile. "No, no, no, sir. I'm not questioning...Ahhh, no sir." he said. Then he hangs up his phone then comes back over to us. "I'm sorry, guys." he said. "Just don't let it happen again." Dean said.

"Where are you at with this?" Munroe asked us. "Where are you at with this?" I asked him. "Well, I was just about to run the, uh, perps' bloodwork." Munroe said. "I already checked, dead end." Sam said. "Oh yeah?" Munroe said, an eyebrow raised. "Yeah." Sam said.

"But get this. I feel like I found something that, uh, connects all the murderers." Munroe said. "Really?" I asked and Munroe nods. "They were all banging strippers....from the same club." he replied. "You don't say!" Dean said with sarcasm and Munroe looks between us.

"What do you say we, uh, go down there and check it out?" he asked us but a part of me wasn't really buying this. "Well, here's the thing, Nick. See, we're kinda lone wolves..." Dean said but then Sam talks over him. "You know what, that sounds like an excellent idea. Just...just give me a second with my partners and we'll, uh...one sec." Sam said then he turns to me and Dean.

"Come here." he said and we walk a few feet away from Munroe. "Dude, you two gotta stay with him." Sam tells us. "What?" Dean and I said. "Keep him outta the way." Sam said. "Why us?" I asked. "'Cause I gotta get the blood samples." Sam said.

"What the hell are we supposed to do with him?" Dean asked. "Just take him to the strip club...keep an eye out for the siren." Sam said and I sigh. "Fine, we'll do what we can." I said as Sam goes over to Roberts office.

"All right, we're taking my ride, no complaining about the tunes." Dean said as he, Munroe and I walk out on the parking lot of the hospital towards the Impala. "No way. You drive an Impala?" Munroe asked, excitedly. "Yeah." Dean said, surprised about Munroe's enthusiasm, while I eyed Munroe.

"It's a '67, right? It's a 327 four barrel." Munroe said. "Yeah, actually." said Dean, smiling.

"It's a thing of beauty." Munroe said. "Thanks." said Dean. "How the hell did you talk the Bureau into letting you drive your own wheels?" Munroe asked as he gets into the passenger seat of the Impala before I could.

I bite my lips and sigh at this as I get into the backseat and Dean gets into the driver's. Then we drive off.

Dean, Munroe and I were sitting at a table at the club while they were taking shots, I was nursing on the beer I had. I still was suspicious of Munroe. I don't know what but something about him was just not right and I just sat there going deep into my thoughts.

"Hey, Earth to (y/n)." I hear Dean said and I look over at him. "What?" I asked him. "Were you off in Neverland or what?" Dean asked me and I shake my head. "No..I was..." I said as I glance over at Munroe, who was eyeing me. "I was just thinking over this case." I replied.

"Yeah, I was thinking that myself. I mean, how does a girl talk four different johns into murder?" Munroe asked. "It's a crazy world." Dean said. "I guess." Munroe said then he looks between us and leans forward.

"Hey, can I level with you?" He asked and we nod. "I found something kinda weird." he said. "Well. You have bought your weird to the right spot. Lay it on us." Dean said. "I went to the crime scene this morning. Saw them bagging this up." Munroe said and he hands Dean some purple petals in a plastic bag.

"So I went back, uh, through all the files. It turns out a flower just like that was found at every crime scene." Munroe said. "Like it was left on purpose?" I asked him and Munroe nods. "You know, sometimes a serial killer will leave an object behind, like a calling card. But with this case? Tell you the truth, I got no idea what's going on." he said as I look at the flowers.

"I think I might. I've seen a flower like this before." Dean said as he looks over my shoulder at them. "Well, I'll go research it and you boys can stay here and continue to have fun, okay?" I said as I go to stand up. "You sure?" Dean asked me and I nod. "Yeah...I'll call you if I find anything." I said and Dean shrugs. "Okay..." he said and I place my hand on his shoulder. "Be careful. Try not to have too much fun." I said to him and he smiles and raises his glass.

I smile back at him then leave the club, pull out my cellphone and dial up a number. "Bobby...you know that Nick Munroe that called you earlier. I don't trust him...is there a way you could see if he really is from the FBI?" I asked him. "Way ahead of you, kiddo. I've been digging up on this Munroe guy ever since I got off of the phone with him." Bobby said.

"And?" I asked. "And there is no Munroe working for the FBI." Bobby said as I continue down the road. "That's not good." I said. "Yeah, so either he is another hunter or..." Bobby said. "Or he's the siren." I said. "It's a strong possibility. You don't think there's anyone else?" Bobby asked. "Maybe Doctor Roberts but the only thing connecting her is these flowers." I said as I hold up the bag and look at the flowers.

"What flowers?" Bobby asked me. "Uh, these purple flowers Munroe handed to me and Dean. Munroe said that these were left at each crime scenes, like a calling card." I said and there was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. "(Y/n)...sirens don't leave flowers or any kind've evidence that they were there." Bobby said and I stop in my tracks and my heart felt like it stopped.

"Bobby, I'll call you back." I said and I hang up and run back to the club. I look around and could not find Dean and Munroe, they were gone. "Oh, crap." I muttered then I dial up Dean's phone but he doesn't answer. I run out of the club and down the street as I keep trying to call him but no answer. I try Sam and there was no answer from him either.

"Damn it." I growled and I call Bobby. "Bobby...we have a problem..." I said as I run down the street.

I made it to the hotel and run to the door of our room and could hear voices from the other side. "See what I mean? We used to be in this together. We used to have each other's backs." I hear Dean say. "OK, fine. You know why I didn't tell you or (y/n) about Ruby, and how we're hunting down Lilith? Because you're too weak to go after her, Dean. You're holding me back. I'm a better hunter than you are. Stronger, smarter. I can take out demons you're too scared to go near." I hear Sam say and I gasp at this.

"That's crap." Dean said. "You're too busy sitting around feeling sorry for yourself. Whining about all the souls you tortured in hell. Boo hoo." Sam spat and I open the door. "STOP!" I shout and I see both boys about to fight and Munroe stand over to the other side of the room.

"Oh, damn. I forgot about you." Munroe said as he glares at me and the boys stare at me. "Surprise, bitch." I said with a satisfied smile. "Well, we won't be needing you anyway. The boys want me now as their partner." Munroe said as he walks up to the boys and places his left hand on Dean's shoulder and his right hand on Sam's shoulder.

"What I have these boys is a genuine relationship. Built on trust and respect. You...you just drug people to get them to like you. It's pathetic." I sneered and Munroe's smile falters a bit as his eyes narrow at me, menacingly. Then he forms a tight smile on his lips. "You sure about that?" He said then he looks between the boys.

"Change of plans boys. Whoever kills Little Miss Perfect, gets to be with me forever." Munroe said, a gleeful glint in his eyes, and my eyes widen a bit as both Sam and Dean stalk towards me. "Sam...Dean...c'mon, You two can fight this." I said but then Sam throws a punch at me but I duck.

Both boys start to throw punches toward me and I do my best to duck and dodge but they did get a few punches in. "Boys, stop! I don't want to hurt you two." I yelled but then Dean punches me across the face, knocking me down. I land on my front then spit out some blood out of my mouth and start to push myself up off of the ground.

"Okay, you asked for it." I growled then I turn around, sharply, raised my hands and used my powers to knock the boys back. Well, Dean was knocked back but all my powers did to Sam was make him stumble back. I caught a quick glimpse of Munroe looking a bit surprised before Sam says. "Too weak." Then he comes up to me and we trade punches to each other.

"You know ever since you and Dean got together, I've been the third wheel. We don't talk as much as we used to, not as close as we used to be." Sam said then he goes to punch me. "You know that's not true." I said and we keep fighting each other.

"Sam, I'm really sorry about this." I said, sincerely, and I punch him in the stomach, making him double over, then I get down on the ground and sweep his legs with my feet, making him fall down. I get up only to be tackled down on the ground and hit the back of my head against the floor.

I shake my head and see it was Dean who tackled me and he stood over me and had an axe in his hands. Now I was terrified.

"Dean! Dean, please fight this bitch's spell. C'mon, you're stronger than this!" I yelled. "Do it. Do it for me, Dean." Munroe said with a sound of pleasure in his voice. Dean glares at me for a moment then said. "It's your fault I was sent to hell! If you didn't get yourself killed, I wouldn't have done those things in hell!" Dean yells and he starts to raise up his axe. "I should've killed you when I came back!" Dean growls and I was so horrified at what I was hearing that I couldn't react, I froze.

But then the axe was grabbed by Bobby, who came up behind Dean, then jabs him in the shoulder with a bronze knife, making him cry out. Munroe begins to run and Bobby turns, raises the knife and flings it at Munroe

"No. NO!" Sam shouts as the knife hits Munroe square in the back and he falls over, dead.

Later, the boys were leaning against the Impala and I stand in front of them as Bobby comes up and hands us all drinks. "Thanks." Sam and I said as we accept the bottles and Dean looks at it. "Soda?" Dean said, questioning. "You three are driving, aren't ya?" Bobby asked and we shrug as we take a sip then Sam looks at me and Bobby.

"Thanks, guys. You know, if you two hadn't shown up when you guys did..." Sam said and I nod. "Done the same for me, more than once." Bobby said. "Course, (y/n) was the smart one for suspecting Munroe. She called me and we figured it out."

The boys look over at me and I give them a small smile. "Thanks, (y/n)." Sam said and I nod. "You boys woulda done the same for me." I said while I glanced over at Dean who nodded and there was an awkward silence among us. Obviously, things that were said was hanging in the air.

"You three gunna be OK?" Bobby asked us.

"Yeah, fine."

"Yeah, good."

"Just dandy."

Bobby looks between us then tips his hat and heads back over to his car. "See ya." He said then he pauses and turns back to us. "You know, those sirens are nasty things. That it got to you, that's no reason to feel bad." He said and he gets in his car and drives away. The boys and I sip our drinks.

"You gunna say goodbye to Cara?" Dean asked Sam. "Nah, not interested." Sam said. "Really? Why not?" Dean asked him and Sam shrugs. "What's the point?" Sam said. "Well, look at you. Love 'em and leave 'em." I remarked and Sam looks at me then at Dean before he sighs.

"Guys, look, you know I didn't mean the things I said back there, right? That it was just the siren's spell talking?" he asked us as he looks between me and Dean. "Of course, me too." Dean said and he looks over at me. "I didn't mean what I said to you either." He said and I bite my lips and fold my arms across my chest. "You positive?" I asked him, suspiciously. "I swear." Dean said and I look him over, let out a sigh through my nose then nod.

Maybe I'm just in denial but I really want to believe that what Sam and Dean said to me was just the siren making them say it, especially Dean. But maybe that part of me that feels like absolute crap keeps knocking at the door in my mind and make me doubt my relationship with Dean.

No! I can't think that! I love Dean and Sam. Sam is my best friend and Dean, I love him with all my heart. I thought before Sam speaks up.

"'Kay. So...so we're good?" Sam asked. "Yeah, we're good." Dean said then the boys turn to me. "(Y/n)?" Sam asked me and I think for a moment before I nod. "Yeah, sure...we're good." I said then Sam enters the backseat and I go over to the passenger seat before Dean grabs my hand.

I turn to him and stares at me with his green eyes. "You know I didn't mean it." He said to me, softly. "I know you didn't, Dean. Still just a bit jarring from hearing you say it." I replied and Dean looks down, sadly, then he looks back at me.

"I'll make it up to you. I promise." Dean said and I smirk a bit. "You better, Winchester." I said, in a lighthearted tone, then I wink and he smiles and lets go of my hand and we head inside the car.

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