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deanbrainrotwritings · 5 months

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— HOLD ME LIKE A GRUDGE

SUMMARY : dean is a demon. it’s Christmas Eve and it’s exhausting to keep fighting him, but he’s accidentally knocked out by the reader. so, she took him back to her parents’ place to clean him up... but her whole family is already home.

PAIRING : demon!dean winchester x fem!reader

CHARACTERS : cenric (OMC), guren (OMC), koro (OMC), kandora (OFC), meliora (OFC)

WARNINGS/TAGS : explicit(18+), angst, implied cheating, fluff, fun family time, toxic relationship, rough sex, intoxicated sex, p in v, unprotected sex

WORD COUNT : 4.8k

A/N : fall out boy song title. @spnkinkevents : #12daysofspnkinkmas2023 — hot tub sex and drunk sex. let's pretend demon!Dean lasted for a long while. wtf is that name? it’s from the video game Destiny, probably (they have badass names, especially the villains/sometimes they’re ridiculous, lmao). XXxx

Y/n and Sam split up in their search for Dean.

Both were in search of him… and Crowley. But mostly Dean.

Dean didn’t behave much like any other demon. She didn’t know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. He settled for over drinking, dancing, singing bad karaoke, sleeping with random women—which stung, killing people in self-defence. The list goes on, but he’s more bored than evil.

She knew Dean, even now, as a demon. This was Dean when he was bored. Not Dean being evil. That just wasn’t Dean.

She didn’t know it, but he was keeping tabs on her, too. He’d fool Crowley by promising to seal deals, pretending he was going off with a girl or two, getting away for some ‘Dean time’ doing random shit…

He was just going out to see her. There’s something that he can’t shake off about her. It might be the possessiveness, the ownership he feels towards her… it’s something he doesn’t understand, a tug deep within himself that yearns to be whole. A part of him that’s sure that missing piece is her.

Crowley sent demons after her. Of course he did, to slow her down, to throw her off. Dean lied to Crowley, the way he always did to get what he wanted. Instead of fleeing because ‘you’re getting too attached, let’s move on’, Dean stayed behind to make sure she made it out safely.

It irked him to feel that guardianship, that… need or whatever the hell it was that compelled him to keep her safe.

But, one thing led to another, she was outnumbered by about fifteen demons. She’d gotten at least five of them by the time Dean decided to show himself. He didn’t completely protect her from harm, but he saved her from possibly deadly blows.

She was stunned to see him there and she looked absolutely ravishing. Covered in blood. Her soft hair falling free from the tie holding her hair in place and out of the way. The focused furrow of her brows. The irritated scowl on her pretty face.

Dean got distracted. It was his first mistake, ever since he became a demon. He felt time slow down with only three demons left, the two of them moving in sync like nothing ever happened, like nothing stood between them.

“Six!” She shouted, expecting him to get down, but he didn’t. She punched him square in the face and his body fell loudly with a thud, but she didn’t let herself get distracted.

She killed the last three demons in a breeze because even they were astounded that the knight of hell, Dean Winchester, was knocked unconscious by a smaller hunter. By a human.

She didn’t bother cleaning up. Fifteen bodies? If Crowley didn’t want to be tracked, he’d clean it up on his own. Instead, she carefully pulled Dean out of the warehouse she was staying in as she stalked her boyfriend and Crowley.

She found his car nearby, poor Baby was a complete mess. She hid her stolen car behind the warehouse next to a bunch of tumbleweed, took everything that was hers, wiped it clean of prints and other evidence, and left in the Impala.

With Dean in the backseat, she wondered what she would do now. She didn’t expect for this to happen. The plan was originally to see what Dean and Crowley were up to, call Sam, then go back home as Sam took care of the rest.

It was too late for that. Her family was home waiting to celebrate the holidays. All of them cleared the schedules to get together, they’d planned it a whole year before, even she did and she was supposed to bring Dean.

Guess that’s still the case, except he’s a demon now… and she’s kidnapping him.

It was a long ride back home. It was inevitable that Dean would wake up completely pissed.

He glared at her from the backseat, cuffed with his arms behind him. The road was empty so there was nothing to put them in danger as he wasn’t secured with a seatbelt. Most importantly, it wouldn’t matter that she swerved so hard that he fell onto his side with a grunt before letting out a deep growl.

“Bitch!”

“Oh, stop it, it’s the least you deserve after everything you’ve done,” she muttered, tightening her grip on the steering wheel. Her heart hammered rapidly with anger and hatred, but she focused on driving herself home safely.

“I just helped you out,” he reminded her darkly, leaning against the car door to sit back up.

“Yeah, and I’m thanking you by saving your life,” she retorted.

“I’m fine.” She scoffed at him, but stared at him from the rearview mirror for a few seconds before he looked back at her. She realigned the car when it veered off slightly.

“You’re a demon.”

“I’m still me, sweetheart, just because you don-”

To prevent further conversation, she pulled out the first cassette tape she touched and shoved it into the car deck. The ride to her family’s home was tense and irritating because Dean decided to sing along tunelessly.

It was better than having to hear his insults or cruel comments. He was funny sometimes, too, when they made pit stops… even if she currently hated him.

“Ah, here we are, awesome,” Dean murmured sarcastically as she killed the purring engine of the Impala.

“Shut up, I’m tying you up in the basement,” she glared at him. He scoffed as she got out of the driver’s seat, walking around the front of the car to unlock the door for him.

“Hey! We’ve been waiting for you!” She heard from the doorway. It was her little sister who was now walking towards them.

“I’m going to shout,” Dean told her, gazing up at her with a feigned innocent expression. Green, sparkling eyes wide and a pout that almost reminded her of when he was human.

“Shut up,” she whispered harshly before lifting her head with a sweet smile towards her sister. “Hey, Dean’s got.. an embarrassing situation going on, think you can distract everyone for the meantime?” Her sister stopped where she was, her eyes flicking to Dean for a heartbeat or two and then to her older sister.

“Sure,” Kandora shrugged, quickly turning around and jogging up to the door.

“Cute,” Dean grunted. Y/n gripped the back of his red flannel and harshly yanked him out of the car, holding back a snicker when Dean bumped his head on the top of the inside of the car. “You know, this is the body of the man you used to make love to,” he reminded her with a sneer, leaning his back against his car as she shut the door.

She smiled at him sarcastically, “yeah, and then you used this body to fuck whores, so I don’t really care.” She grabbed the middle chain between the cuffs and tugged him the whole way to the entrance where they removed their shoes.

When she was fully inside the house she could hear her sister telling a story loudly while laughing hard along with her family.

She quickly made her way down to the basement, turning the light on before pushing Dean. He stumbled over the stairs and glared back at his lover when he regained his balance.

“Smart, no one could hear me here,” he told her with a smirk. She frowned at his words, freezing in the middle of uncuffing him after leaving him over an ugly rug where a devil’s trap was painted underneath.

She had a few quick flashbacks of her and Dean having sex in the soundproof basement when they could get away from all the family time. No one could hear them—and hopefully no one knew what was going on. Those were the perks of a retired hunter family.

She undid the cuffs and he gently massaged his wrists even if they healed up quickly. She watched curiously and then looked away to hand him a few clean up supplies that weren’t necessarily dangerous to her or her family.

She turned to look at him and opened her mouth.

“Let me guess: shut up and stay put?” He smiled down at her in an attempt to be charming, but she rolled her eyes, pretending it didn’t work.

“Oh, you’re so smart,” she praised bitingly, patting his cheek in a demeaning manner. He scowled and moved away from her to clean the demon blood off himself.

She made her way back upstairs to join her family who were now somewhat silent. Music played softly in the background. Thankfully, it wasn’t irritating Christmas music, but songs she recognised were her oldest brother’s favourite songs.

The scent of her favourite food wafted up her nose, arising hunger into her stomach that growled like a great beast. The lights weren’t too bright either, which allowed her to relax when she settled in the kitchen with her family as they waited for the food to get ready.

Her mother, father, two older brothers, and little sister sat around the table doing random things waiting for the food to finish cooking.

“Honey, you made it,” her mom, Meliora, smiled happily, halting when she saw the bloody state of her daughter, but her happy expression didn’t falter.

“Hey, mom, guys,” she smiled at her family bashfully, not looking them in the eyes. “I’m gonna clean up, just wanted to say hi before going upstairs,” she informed them.

“Good, you stink,” her brother Koro snorted playfully.

“Yeah, you didn’t have to say come hi, we could already smell you were here,” her oldest brother Cenric remarked just as mischievously.

They all broke into laughter and Y/n shook her head, giving her dad, Guren, a kiss on top of his greying head before making her way out of the kitchen to clean up.

Once she was done cleaning up—wearing cosy clothes from her past that her mom kept—she made her way downstairs again. Much to her dismay, she saw Dean wearing only a black t-shirt having the time of his life telling the embarrassing story about the time she got so flustered, she spit her milkshake out into the face of a woman who flirted with her when they were undercover for a Lamia case.

She wondered how he got out of the devil’s trap. She figured that maybe her parents removed it, but that wouldn’t be safe.

He smiled brightly when he looked up and saw her, acting like nothing was wrong in the world. It looked domestic, way too painfully domestic. The casualness of him leaning against the couch next to Kandora who was holding a mug of warm Champurado in her favourite yellow mug looked too natural. He wore only some socks and really looked like a boyfriend right now.

“Hey, babe,” Dean grinned and she forced a smile, making her way to him.

“Hey.”

As he wrapped his arm around her he murmured into her slightly wet hair, “you’re so lucky.” She hummed a laugh, feigning amusement and wrapped her arm around his waist to pinch his back harshly.

He tightened his grip around her and released a strained laugh before adding to the conversation, talking to her family and answering their questions the same way he would have if he weren’t a demon.

“I know we said no partners, but Dean and I were working a last minute case,” she began explaining to her mom.

“It’s okay,” Meliora smiled, “Dean explained already.” Her mother kissed her forehead and got up to check the food. “Besides, he’ll make sure there are no leftovers that will go bad.”

“Right,” she murmured, laughing softly as her mother disappeared into the kitchen with Guren getting up to help her out as well.

It was almost normal, except he’d sneak a couple of drinks—mostly alcoholic eggnog—until she could smell it in his breath, but he seemed completely unaffected by the alcohol. It was something her family didn’t catch on to throughout the evening. Although, the only one who knew about Dean’s drinking problem was Kandora—they told each other everything.

Dean was a bit more handsy as he got less sober, and he held his tongue most times to keep the conversation appropriate and respectful, save for a couple of swear words he’d exchange with Koro as they told each other stories.

When they all sat at the dinner table to finally eat, Dean kept his hand on her thigh. Occasionally, he’d pet her, sneaking his fingers teasingly between her thighs, brushing over the thin material of her thick leggings.

In response, she’d pretend to be cute and couple-y by lifting food up into his mouth and whispering warnings into his ear. She knew it only egged him on, he’d stare at her with a little smirk and even dared to kiss her with his mouth full of food, the corner of his lips smudged with tamale sauce.

He was even playful. It would have warmed her heart, except it was very irritating and hurtful to know it wasn’t even real. When Kandora dared him to eat her mom’s spiciest salsa with his tamales, he accepted the challenge, and permitted her to serve him what she wanted him to finish.

Y/n didn’t know if he was pretending or not, half the time.

Still, Dean kept up appearances by overeating, taking at least two servings of everything, even the cherry pie her little sister made especially for him once he finished eating tamales with Meliora’s spiciest salsa.

Even she resorted to drinking eggnog with alcohol to make the night easier, to loosen up a bit as Dean got clingier. She played along with Dean and finally, she was able to get away as midnight came and her family cleaned up to go to sleep.

It sucked to watch Dean help her mother wash dishes, the way he would have if he were human. As if he were truly her Dean. She was just glad he didn’t plan on hurting them, at least so far he hasn’t tried.

He just fit in perfectly with every single one of them, the way he always did. Easily moulding himself into whatever environment he was placed in. Everyone adored him, he was always so real, so loveable, so easy to talk to. He had a light to him that no one could recreate, one everyone was drawn to like moths to a flame.

“You drank too much,” she commented as she walked upstairs to her room with Dean behind her.

“Was the only way I could deal with you and not be an asshole with your whole family there,” he grunted, stepping in front of her to open the door, falling straight into her pink bed rather than holding the door open for her or shutting it behind them.

“Real thoughtful,” she muttered, shutting and locking the door of her childhood bedroom. “Get off my bed,” she ordered, making her way next to him. He only smiled, eyes closed, trying to be cute as he snuggled her pillow, verdant eyes fluttering open as he gazed up at her through long, beautiful lashes.

“Just join me instead and we can show this bed the action it’s been missing since you moved out,” Dean purred, turning over onto his back. He reached out for her wrist and tugged her forward, catching her with his arms around her waist. “You’re criticising me for drinking, but I can smell it on you, too,” he narrowed his eyes up at her.

“Shut up,” she muttered, squirming and wiggling until he let her roll over next to him. “I can’t stand you.” She grabbed the pillow beneath his head and yanked it out with a snicker, placing it between her legs as she turned over on her side.

“I’m still me,” he retorted, turning on his side to face her back.

“So ya keep sayin’,” she mumbled in irritation, trying to make her head stop spinning when she closed her eyes.

He sighed and scooted up on the bed, staring up boredly at the pink ceiling, the bright light at the centre. He knew she wasn’t asleep, she kept moving, trying to make her drunkenness stop her from sleeping peacefully.

He knew she wasn’t going to stop being angry at him, which was a complete one-eighty from the last time he saw her. She’d begged for him to come back to her, professed her undying, unchanging love for him… now, she seemed almost disgusted by him. It made him wonder what changed.

Irritation boiled in him, even jealousy made heat rise up his chest to his ears and neck. What if there was someone else?

“I’ve always wanted to get in a hot tub,” he broke the silence, staring at the back of her head as she stilled. She grunted in response after a few moments of silence and lifted the pillow between her legs up to her mouth, tight against her stomach as the alcohol decided to turn against her. “Wanna… get in?” He asked, grasping her hip and squeezing.

“We’ll… drown..” she lied, tightening her grip on the pillow when his touch sent sparks of pleasure down to her clit.

“Nah,” he murmured, sliding his hand beneath her shirt against her warm stomach to turn her onto her back, tight against his body. “Come with me,” he murmured, sliding his hand up higher.

“Fine,” she inhaled sharply, getting up faster than she should have to avoid his touch. Dizziness from the alcohol made her stumble, but she caught herself on the wall, facing the Christian Bale poster on her wall.

“Careful,” he told her, getting up from the bed to make sure she doesn’t hurt herself.

“Let’s just go cross it off your weird bucket-list.” She made her way to the door, forgetting to unlock it as she tugged it hard.

“You’re drunker than me,” he chuckled, unlocking the door, wrapping his large warm hand over hers to turn the doorknob and open the door. She pursed her tips and unfocused her gaze on the door until he removed his hand from hers.

They quietly made their way down the stairs and she held the wall to balance herself while Dean watched her closely. Making their way blindly through the house to the backyard, Dean laughed softly to himself, which made her shush him.

“Sorry,” he whispered, completely unapologetically, “it’s just that you’re such a good girl,” he began explaining, an undertone of sexualness in his words, “I can’t believe you agreed to this.” He sighed gleefully, opening the glass door to the outside where the hot tub was.

“I… not always,” she argued, noting a few times in which she proposed scandalous ideas to him. He started to unbuckle his belt, his shirt riding up his tummy.

“No, not always,” he agreed quietly, staring straight into her eyes as she stared hungrily at the bit of exposed skin. “But you never want your family to know we have sex,” he told her, shoving his jeans down his legs, revealing the lack of boxers.

Her eyes widened and she looked away, walking past him to fill and turn the tub on. He smirked, pleased with her reaction.

“You were really loud in the basement, though,” he recalled, pulling the shirt over his head and toeing his socks off. “So pornographic,” he added dreamily. Her face heated up and she turned to glare at him. “Hey, sorry, beautiful… Come, take your clothes off.” He laughed, then bit his lip seductively, trying to reel her in with a tilt of his head.

She scoffed at him, but began removing her clothes. He shrugged and dipped his fingers into the tub, testing the waters before stepping inside. She tripped down to her bra and underwear, which he tilted his head at disappointedly with a frown. He held his hand out for her to take and carefully helped her inside.

She scooted far away from him and slid inside so only her chin rested above the water to combat the biting December wind. He rolled his eyes at her, but let her do as she wanted, staring up at the sky which was frosted with stars, the whole gated community dark and asleep.

“How’d you get out?” She broke the awkward silence, looking around the white glazed bricks separating her parent’s home and the neighbours’ homes. The lights inside were shut off, except for the Christmas lights decorating the inside and the outside of their houses. No one was awake to peep.

“Devil's trap not gonna work on something like me,” he told her smugly, playing with the water. She hummed in irritation, looking at him. “Come closer to me,” he requested, making his way halfway to her.

Begrudgingly, she made her way to him, staring curiously at his still handsome face.

“What?” She murmured, tilting her head at him. Dean gently brushed his knuckles down her cold cheek and she moved away slightly, brows furrowing with perplexity.

“You know, to really cross it off my bucket list, we need to have sex,” he reminded her. She considered his words and grimaced, moving away from him. It stung, demon or not, to see the woman who once loved him unconditionally become disgusted by the thought of sex with him.

“No,” she whispered, “we’re drunk.”

“It’s not like we haven’t done it drunk before,” he pressed, splaying his hand over her back and cupping her jaw. She inhaled and became tense, pushing him away.

“You getting separation anxiety?” She asked scathingly, hoping to change the subject. He released her reluctantly and relaxed on his side of the tub.

“From who? Sam?” Dean asked boredly, playing with the water again, his mood sour.

“Crowley.” He glared at her, this time, he pounced on her, holding the back of her head to press his mouth to hers roughly. His tongue forcibly parted her lips, tasting the sweet eggnog and bitter alcohol in her mouth. As bile rose up to her throat, she whimpered and pushed him off. “You ass!” She splashed water into his face and he growled at her, eyes flickering black.

“Why are you being difficult?” He shouted at her, gripping her arms tightly.

“I’m not some meaningless lay,” she spat, reaching up between his arms, burying her fingers into his hair to pull roughly at his longer, honey strands, until he loosened his grip on her arms and hissed.

“I never said you were,” he seethed, wrapping his hand around her throat. She tugged his hair harder and so he immediately let her go, running his fingers down his face tiredly. “Is that what this is about? The women?” He inquired casually, like they meant nothing.

“What?” She asked, crossing her arms over her chest, shuddering at the cold breeze despite the flush of alcohol and the hot water.

“You heard me,” he whispered threateningly.

“Yes! Okay?” She admitted, then sighed, tears welling up her eyes. She blinked them away and clenched her jaw to keep her breath steady. She turned away, ready to climb out of the tub when Dean grabbed her elbow, moving them both into each other.

He didn’t say anything, but for the first time since he was a demon, his green eyes were cast downward in shame and regret.

“You told me that if you couldn’t have me, no one could,” she reminded him quietly.

“I meant it,” Dean reaffirmed, pulling her closer.

“That just applied to me, then?” He remained quiet, averting his gaze from hers. “What makes you think I’m letting you go now that I have you back?” His eyes snapped back to hers and they darkened.

He leaned down to kiss her again, but this time, she took his face in both of her hands, angling his face to control the kiss. Dean wrapped his arms around her, keeping her tight against his body.

Her soft tongue smoothed over his, teeth scraping, and lips bruising. Possessive and hot, she slid one hand away from his face between his legs where his cock was already erect. She curled her hand around him, pulling a deep groan from him.

He slid his hands up her back, finding the clasp of her drenched cotton bra, darkened red from the water. He quickly rid of it as she pressed and kissed him, her hand tugging his cock slowly.

His blunt nails scraped the silky skin of her shoulders, pulling down the straps until she released him for total removal of it from her body. He walked forward with her until her back was pressed against the heated wall of the tub and pulled away from her mouth to catch his breath.

He panted against her mouth, kissed her deeply once more before trailing open-mouth kisses down her neck and shoulders. His tongue picked up warm droplets that rolled from her velvety skin, his teeth grazed her collarbones and the tendons of her neck, suctioning her pulse and the sensitive parts of her.

“Remember that cat your sister had?” He murmured against her skin, moving her up slightly to attach his lips to her nipple and remove her underwear.

“Um, yeah, Tickle-toe?” She mumbled absent-mindedly, arching her back.

“Yup,” he chuckled, removing her underwear completely, throwing it out of the tub. “Always tried getting into the room when we were having sex? And then when we finally did let him in, he’d just stand there watching, or he’d lick you, or scratch me, like it was trying to be a part,” he retold, grasping both of her thighs. “Yeah, that’s Crowley.”

She laughed softly, wrapping her arm around his shoulder, her nails digging painfully into his skin to the point of breakage. Dean moaned softly, pushing her fully against the wall of the tub, spreading her thighs wide open so they were pressed against the wall.

He nuzzled his face into hers, brushing his lips softly against hers as his cock nudged teasing through her folds and past her clit. With her free hand, she wrapped a hand around his cock and guided him to her entrance.

Dean was gentle at first, slowly pushing in while his teeth sunk into her bottom lip. The pull out and the push in was slow as he felt the drag of the water, the way it slowed him before he began to fuck her earnestly. He released her lip to smash his mouth against hers, matching the painful thrust of his hips against hers.

She clung to his waist, moaning wantonly into his mouth as his cock stretched her walls, the length of it brushing wonderfully against the most sensitive parts of her, driving her crazier and crazier, driving her deeper into pleasure.

“Think I’m gonna fuck someone this good, this raw, with this much passion?” He panted against her mouth as she pulled him closer. She gasped loudly, squeezing his cock so tightly he growled deeply against her. “D’you think I’ll ever feel this love for anyone, for someone who isn’t you?” Her toes curled and she dropped her forehead to his shoulder, moaning his name softly, pulling his body closer to hers.

“Please,” she whispered, chuckling breathlessly as he thrusted roughly and shallowly into her. He tightened his grip on her thighs, bruising her thighs, cutting her soft flesh with his fingernails, moaning with her as his body thrummed with life he hadn’t felt since he became a demon.

She squirmed as she approached her orgasm, her warm walls pulsing around his cock. Her mouth found his once more, their lips moved together messily, violently like their love, until they both fell apart.

He sucked her bottom lip and pulled away breathlessly with a smirk.

“Come with me,” he whispered, unhanding her thighs so she could wrap her legs around him instead. He held her closely, too, folding his arms around her waist.

“Ask me again in the morning,” she murmured, kissing his prickly jaw. “When I’m not drunk. When the afterglow’s gone.” She pressed her lips to the corner of his mouth and he nodded in agreement, staying in the tub for a few moments before they untangled each other's limbs.

“Will your answer be different?” He quizzed, holding her chin between his two fingers. She tongue poked out to lick her bottom lip, followed by a thoughtful bit of her lip.

“No.”

Dean dipped down to peck her lips, lingering for a few thuds of his heartbeat before pulling away and kissing the top of her head.

“I’ll stay,” he promised, moving both of them out of the tub into the freezing cold. Dripping in water, they put their clothes back on with much difficulty, laughing quietly. Somewhat drunk still, they cleared out the tub and tried to get dry with Dean’s t-shirt before heading inside to shower and sleep in her childhood bed where they continued to do unspeakable things in the darkness as quietly as they could to not be discovered.

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SUPERNATURAL MASTERLIST

*DISCLAIMER: SOME STORIES MAY BE TAGGED FOR WRONG DEMOGRAPHIC (ie, Not GN, male or fem) IF SO, PLEASE POLITELTY INFORM ME SO I CAN FIX IT

DEAN WINCHESTER

Finally Reunited (Dean Winchester X Daughter!Reader)

Little Him (Dean Winchester X Daughter!Reader)

Too Many Jokes (Dean Winchester X Daughter!Reader)

Should Have Known (Dean Winchester X Daughter!Reader)

Try Again Next Week (Dean Winchester X Male!Reader)

Make It To Me (Dean Winchester X Reader)

Pushing Yourself (Dean Winchester X Reader)

Until Next Time (Dean Winchester X Fem!Reader)

Not The Planned Delivery (Dean Winchester X Pregnant!Reader)

Baby Banshee (Dean Winchester X Wife!Reader)

SAM WINCHESTER

Rowena's Apprentice (Sam Winchester X Son!Reader)

Prom Date (Sam Winchester X Son!Reader)

Shirts Worn By Brothers (Sam Winchester X Trans!Brother!Reader)

First Hunt (Sam Winchester X Brother!Reader)

Being Sam's Half-Demon, Bi-Racial Son Would Include...

Too Selfless (Sam Winchester X Daughter!Reader)

Nerdy Interactions (Sam Winchester X Fem!Reader)

Big Secrets (Sam Winchester X Fem!Reader)

Spill (Sam Winchester X Fem!Reader) *TW

Senses (Sam Winchester X Twin!Reader)

JOHN WINCHESTER

Choice Between Siblings (Dean Winchester X Daughter!Reader)

MARY WINCHESTER

Poor Heart (Mary Winchester X Daughter!Reader)

CASTIEL

Caught With The Angel (Castiel X Winchester!Fem!Reader)

Pants (Castiel X Asexual!Reader)

Neglected Dreams (Castiel X Teen!Fem!Reader)

Feeling Left Out (Castiel X Fem!Reader)

Where Were You!? (Castiel X Fem!Reader)

CROWLEY

Did You Multiply?(Crowley X Winchester!Fem!Reader) Pt 1/Pt 2

Little Winchester (Crowley X Winchester!Fem!Reader)

Good Hunter (Crowley X Winchester!Fem!Reader)

Liking A Demon (Crowley X Winchester!Reader)

Troublesome Crushes (Crowley X Fem!Reader)

You're A Demon/ Hunter? (Crowley X Fem!Reader)

A Different Kind Of Deal (Crowley X Fem!Reader)

GABRIEL

Chocolate (Gabriel X Teen!Winchester!Reader)

Losing My Angel (Gabriel X Winchester!Fem!Reader)

Angel Date (Gabriel X Fem!Reader)

Binary Spells (Gabriel X Non!Binary!Reader)

MICHAEL

Being Michael's Daughter Would Include...

Asshole (Michael X Fem!Reader)

LUCIFER

Being Lucifer's First Son Would Include...

JACK KLINE

Being Jack Kline's Twin Would Include...

Lost Twin (Jack Kline X Twin Sister!Reader)

For Mom (Jack Kline X Twin Sister!Reader)

Stories Behind Scars (Jack Kline X Winchester!Reader)

OTHER

Distraction (Team Free Will X Reader)

Safety And Security (Winchester Bros X Sister!Reader)

Growing Up (Winchester Bros X Sister!Reader)

3 Year Reunion (Winchester Bros X Sister!Reader)

Fidgetting (Winchester Bros X Sister!Reader)

Trying to Help (Winchester Bros X Blind!Sister!Reader)

Deals (Winchester Bros X Sister!Reader)

Our Dear Sister (Winchester Bros X Sister!Reader)

A Normal Life (Winchester Bros X Demon!Reader)

Hello, I'm The Son Of Lucifer (Winchester Bros X Male!Reader)

Safety (Winchester Bros X Fem!Reader)

Being Sam And Lucifer's Son Would Include...

Being Donna and Gabriel's Child Would Include...

Little Witch (Castiel X Dean X Daughter!Reader) Pt 1/ Pt 2

#Supernatural #dean winchester #sam winchester #castiel #mary winchester #john winchester #gabriel #michael #lucifer #crowley #jack kline

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samdeancass · 2 years

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Dominant King

Requested by: @desimarie12

Prompt: #4 and #5 from my Kink and Smut Prompt List - “Louder, I want them to hear you.” and “You can finish if you beg.”

Pairing: Crowley x fem!reader

Characters: Crowley, Y/N

Description: Y/N is used to being the dominator but when she gets into a relationship with Crowley, she soon learns her place.

You have always been the dominant one in your relationships, especially during sex. You thrived off seeing the other person struggle and plead underneath you, in fact, it completely turned you on. But then, you met Crowley. You both fought for dominance at first, both of you wanting to control the situation. However, Crowley soon got his way and he wore you down into submission.

“You can finish if you beg.”

A few months ago, you would have been embarrassed at the fact that you gave in so easily but something about Crowley made you putty in his hands.

He chuckled as a frustrated growl escaped your lips. “Not so nice when you’re on the receiving end is it, love?” His fingers pumped faster and faster inside you as your breathing became more erratic. You tried to hold it in, not to give in, but the feeling was too strong. “Please! Can I cum?”

A satisfied smirk plastered all over his features. “Cum, my love.” The familiar feeling rose up inside your body as you completely let go on his fingers as he pumped you through your orgasm.

He didn’t stop, though, instead he sped up. “Crowley, what...are....you...doing?” The familiar feeling was coming back again, much faster. “I need you to be louder. Louder, so that everyone can hear you.” You shot him a dirty look but eventually gave in to his wishes.

The feeling rose back quicker than you thought and you let go again, this time arching your back and letting the feelings completely wash over you. As you came back down from your high, you could feel exhaustion take it’s grip on you and began to close your eyes.

You felt a warm hand on the side of your cheek. “We’re not done yet, sweetheart.” You opened your eyes and seen Crowley on top of you, completely naked and lust blackening his eyes. “You’ve had your fun, not it’s time for mine.” He grabbed his member and lined it up with your entrance before slowly entering you. Instead of waiting for you to adjust he began to fuck you, hard and fast. Grabbing a fistful of your hair, he pulled you up to him and planted a rough, dominating kiss on your lips.

“You’re just my filthy, little slut. Look at how wet you are already and I’ve only just stared fucking you.” He threw you back down on the bed and pummeled you into the mattress, slapping your face.

“C’mon you dirty, little whore. Cum for me.” You tried your hardest not to give in, your dominant side still trying to break free. You squoze your eyes shut as the feeling arose again. Crowley could tell what you were doing and he wasn’t going to have any of it.

One of his hands found your nipple and began to play with it, whilst his other hand drew circles on your oversensitive clit. The control you had was about to snap. Your hands gripped the bed sheets firmly as you tried to hold back the orgasm but it wasn’t enough.

The orgasm rippled through you, your body shaking and your eyes rolling to the back of your head. You tightened around Crowley and he finished soon after you, spurting himself inside you.

You both lay there for a few minutes to come down from your highs. “You are one mother fucker Crowley.” He shot you a dirty smirk before exiting you and crawling to the empty space beside you. “I had to show you who exactly rules around here and I had to put you in your place.”

Supernatural Tags:

@akshi8278 @bxoken-heartss @deascheck

#crowley #crowley spn #crowley supernatural #crowley x reader #crowley imagine #crowley fanfiction #crowley smut #supernatural #supernatural imagine #supernatural fanfiction #supernatural smut

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twstwonderlandstuff · 2 years

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ITS SUMMERTIME!

warning: it's going to be a very long post, since it's a little annoying for me to break it off into different posts and link them & stuff.

about me & the blog:

call me Cherry AND AM HAPPILY MARRIED TO SILVER (silussy) AND SEBEK, MY BELOVEDS! I use she/her pronouns, and am a reblogging, writing, art and OC blog all at once!

I mainly reblog twisted wonderland, but genshin impact ,obey me , mystic messenger and ikemen prince make their rounds too.

as for my writing content, requests are currently [CLOSED] for twisted wonderland!

have an archive blog called @ramblings-of-an-internet-person for my old stuff, but that I believe tumblr shadowbanned that, or something.

as for the recent and upcoming stuff, I write it here! I have my rules written under the cut, so be sure to read carefully~!

art is something I do casually, and I'm a little over a year old to it, I still have much to learn! it's usually of my OC's or twisted wonderland.

speaking of my OC's, I have three of them! my most beloved people- I cherish them very much, so please don't be afraid to ask about them. my inbox is always open for them!

writing rules: [REQUESTS ARE CLOSED!]

🍉 I have the rights to reject any requests I don't vibe with~

🍉 If a rule is broken, I will attempt to work around it, but if I can't, then I can't.

🍉 None of my works are proofread, so sorry in advance for typos!

🍉 I'm not going to write ALL the boys, so the ones I CAN are listed as follows:

Riddle Rosehearts

Deuce Spade

Ace Trappola

Jack Howl

Ruggie Bucchi

Jade Leech

Floyd Leech

Azul Ashengrotto

Kalim Al-Asim

Epel Felmier

Malleus Draconia

Lilia Vanrouge

Silver

Sebek Zigvolt

Grim

🍉 and these are the boys I CAN'T write:

Trey Clover

Cater Diamond

Leona Kingscholar

Jamil Viper

Vil Schoenheit

Rook Hunt

Idia Shroud

Ortho Shroud

Staff (Dire Crowley, Ashton Vargas, Divus Crewel, Sam and Mozus Train)

Cheka Kingscholar

RSA (Neige Le'blanche, Chenya, Ambrose the 63rd)

🍉 I repeat, these are the boys I CANNOT and WILL NOT write.

🍉 I am open to write headcannons and short scenarios! How long/short these pieces are and their style depends on me and my mood~

🍉 You can and are encouraged to request more than once!

🍉 The limit is 4 characters for headcannons and 1 character for scenarios. The exception to this rule are the first years (Ace, Deuce, Epel, Jack and Sebek)

I can do:

Soft yandere (devotedness and love sickness)

Fem! Reader and GN! Reader (P.S.: if your request has no specified gender, I will automatically write them as gender neutral)

Suggestive content

Romantic

Platonic

Fluff

I cannot do:

NSFW

Male! Reader

Character x Character [but feel free to talk to me about them!]

Triggering content (non-con, incest, character death, the usual)

Angst (like, even the slightest pinch of angst. angst to comfort? NO, I cry)

Adult x Child

Things regarding mental illnesses

Song fics

AU's

taglist:

my tags aren't very organized because I started organizing them in 2020, stopped in 2021, then continued the process in 2022. I won't be retagging my stuff from 2021, so... 👍

writing tag:

#stuff hits the fan - my own writing that aren't from requests!

#cherry picking - 500 followers event writing tag!

#sugar rush - requests writing tag

other tags:

#news - either donation posts or actual news

#etc. - the dumpster fire that is tumblr or stuff I don’t have a tag for

#my art - my art. sometimes I forget to tag, but its either filled with my OCs or twisted wonderland.

#weddings!! - the recent trend of people coming to my blog for blessings on their weddings on various twst boys!!

oc tags:

#valencia karasu - my OC for twisted wonderland; my version of yuu a.k.a the main protagonist!

#vivica karasu - my OC for obey me! shall we date; my version of yuki a.k.a the main protagonist!

#himawari nikko - my OC for twisted wonderland; a side character for twisted wonderland!

for reblogging, the character tags are just their names. for example, #twst silver for silver from twst, or #sebek zigvolt for sebek from twst. #mammon is mammon from obey me!, and #gorou is gorou from genshin impact. I don't have the patience to customize my tags m'kay?

I guess that's it...? Be sure to stick around, cuz' I make some pretty cool stuff!

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twistedlymad · 4 years

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Hello! I luv reading your stuff, they're well written💙 If you have time...Is it possible if you make one of Jack, Ruggie, Ace, Deuce visit fem reader's world??😩👌

This was fun to write! And what an interesting choice of characters!

I hope you don’t mind me adding Grim in this story! After all, MC/You can’t go anywhere without the furball XD

I do hope this story meets your expectations! Thank you for requesting and have a lovely day!

What if Your Friends Visited Your World? (Ft. Grim, Ace, Deuce, Jack and Ruggie)

Ever since Headmaster Crowley had managed to find a spell that allows you to go back and forth between your world and Twisted Wonderland, your friends (especially Ace and Grim) had been bugging you to take them to your world ever since.

But you always declined as you still had your duties as a student, prefect and Dorm Leader at Night Raven College.

However, that didn’t stop your friends from asking you numerously though.

“(Y/N)… Why won’t you bring us to your world?” Ace asked you once again as you did your homework.

“Well, one, it’s a school day and we have a pile of homework, don’t we? Two, my world has no magic in it, so I don’t know why you guys would want to visit it in the first place. And three, you guys should better worry about your homework as well.” You replied in one breath.

“But! We want to see your world!” Ace said back.

“Ace, we shouldn’t pester (Y/N). If she doesn’t want to bring us, we should respect that.” Jack said to the Heartslabyul dorm member.

“You have no place to talk Jack, you also wanted to see (Y/N)’s world, you even asked her yesterday! Same goes to you Deuce.” Ace immediately retorted. Deuce gave his friend a ‘But I didn’t even say anything’ look. Jack let out a small growl, knowing that Ace was right. He did want to see your world, he, alongside Ace, Deuce and Grim wanted to know more about your world and hopefully understand you better.

Also, they wanted to see what a world without magic looked like, what sort of transport did you use? What kinds of non-magical items were sold at shops? How were you able to survive so long without magic? Their curiosity had been piqued and they had to know.

But for now, you payed them no attention as you focused on your work.

“Face it Ace, I tried to ask her all day yesterday.” Grim said from your lap, looking at the homework you were doing, trying to understand it as well. You hear a sigh from Ace as he turns to his homework.

You were feeling a little bit guilty, after all, they did ask you multiple times and you knew their intents were genuine. The only reason you didn’t really want to show them your world was because you were afraid of them pitying you. Ever since your arrival at Night Raven College, you had learnt to survive this long without magic, you were pretty proud of yourself and the last thing you needed was someone pitying you.

But, your heart told you that they wouldn’t do so and that you should just trust them. They truly wanted to explore your world and learn more about you and where you came from, all you had to do was give them a chance. And so, you’ve made up your mind.

You sighed and put your pen down. The boys looked at you in surprise.

“(Y/N)?” Deuce asked you.

“Are you guys free tomorrow?” You asked the boys. They looked at each other before slowly nodding their heads, unsure why you had asked them that question.

“Alright then, let’s go ask Crowley later for permission to go to my world tomorrow.” You said to them, a small smile plastering itself onto your face. The boys’ eyes lit up when they heard you say so.

“R-Really?” Deuce asked.

“You mean it?” Ace continued Deuce question.

“Of course, but, you guys better behave in my world.” You answered and the boys let out a small cheer.

“Now, quickly finish up your homework, we’re going on a one-day trip tomorrow.” You added on

“Absolutely not!” A voice suddenly yelled out, shocking the 5 of you.

“H-HEADMASTER?!” Ace, Deuce and Jack yelled in shock. You turned to see the Crowley standing behind you with his arms crossed.

“Headmaster…” You muttered.

“I will not allow this ‘one-day trip’ of yours.” Crowley said.

“But why?!” Ace whined. Could you blame him? He and the others worked hard and after finally getting your permission to take them to your world, Crowley just comes in and shuts them down? Unacceptable!

“I cannot simply allow 5 first-years to go into a place of unknown! Well, unknown to 4 of them.” Crowley said. “However, unless you can find a dorm leader to go with you or an upperclassman, only will I allow it, since I am very kind.” The headmaster added.

“Wait, why can’t you go with us headmaster?” Deuce asked the man standing before the 5 of you and giving this lecture.

“I have business to take care of tomorrow, therefore I can’t accompany you all to (Y/N)’s world.” The headmaster said. “Until you’ve found an upperclassman or dorm leader, this trip is banned.” Crowley said and turned to leave.

“Ugh, where are we supposed to find a dorm leader or upperclassman who would accompany us?” Ace said, bringing his hand to his face in a face palm. “I know Riddle isn’t going to tag along since he would probably be studying his head off.”

“Clover-senpai and Diamond-senpai did say they had something to do for the weekend as well, so we can’t really rely on them.” Deuce let out a small sigh.

“Leona-senpai isn’t any better, he would just say that he’s too lazy if we asked him.” Jack said, his ears drooping slightly.

“There has to be an upperclassman that we could ask.” Grim said and you looked around, letting a certain student catching your eye, a student that could potentially save your trip.

“Guys? I think I just found our caretaker for tomorrow.” You asked your group of friends and they looked at you, only to find you staring in a direction, so they followed your gaze and found Ruggie sitting at a bench, eating his lunch.

The 3 boys shared a look with each other, Ace and Deuce letting a small smirk appear on their faces while Jack just stayed silent, but internally, Jack was also smirking slightly.

“Ruggie/Bucchi-senpai…” Ace and Deuce muttered while they rose from their seats. “Excuse us for a moment (Y/N)…” Ace said as he and Deuce walked away from your table and proceeded to head in the direction where Ruggie was located.

After following Ace and Deuce with your eyes with a little while, you turned back to look at Jack. The Savanaclaw first-year just stared at you for a little while before closing his eyes and reluctantly standing up. “I-I’m going to follow them, to make sure they don’t do anything stupid.” Jack said as he too walked towards his upperclassman’s location.

Your eyes then settled on the furball in front of you.

“Well, what do you want? We better finish this homework so we could go on that trip tomorrow yanno?” Grim said as he focused on the homework, not wanting to meet your eyes. You gave him a little pat on his head as you giggled.

“Yeah, let’s finish up this homework for now.”

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The next morning, the sun shone on you as you embraced the comfortable warm that surrounded you. You were outside of your dorm, waiting for your friends and Crowley to arrive so you could go on the trip back to your world for a day.

“Fgnaaaa, why are we out of bed so early?” Grim asked as he let out a small yawn.

“Well, Crowley wanted us to be early so we get to spend more time at my world.” You answered the furball who lied on top of your head.

“(Y/N)!!” You turned to see your friends and a somewhat sleepy Ruggie with them.

Looks like the first-years succeeded in their attempts to get an upperclassman huh? It kinda makes you wonder what they did to succeed… But I guess it’s best if you didn’t know dear Reader-san.

You waved to your friends, signalling them to come over to your spot in front of Ramshackle Dorm.

“Glad to see you guys made it.” You smiled to them. They nodded.

“Of course! Why wouldn’t we make it?” Ace asked.

“Yeah, we worked hard to make this trip happen after all!” Deuce said. You felt a bead of sweat drop from forehead as Deuce said so.

“Yeah, yeah, you guys did work hard, but, where’s that lazy headmaster?!” Grim asked from on top of your head. But as he did, you saw the faces of Ace, Deuce, Jack and Ruggie going pale.

“Oya? Grim? You were talking about me?” An all too familiar voice can be heard from behind you. You then understood why your friends’ faces going pale.

“Fgna!” Grim whimpered as you turned to see the headmaster of Night Raven College standing behind you.

“I’ll pretend to not hear that, for I am so very kind.” Crowley said with a smile. You let out a nervous smile and thanked the headmaster.

“Now, please group together so I can transport you all to (L/N)-san’s world at once.” Crowley said and the 5 of you, not including Grim since he was located on top of your head, got closer together. “Now, (L/N)-san and Bucchi-san, please take care of the first-years for me, make sure they don’t ruin our school’s name on the other side.” Crowley added, looking at the two of you.

“Yeah, yeah headmaster…” Ruggie said and you nodded.

“Alright, now, I will only allow your trip until 5 o’clock. By then, you will be transported back immediately.” Crowley said and he readied his magical pen. “Have fun you all.” Were the last words you heard before a bright light blinded you.

When you came to, you realize you were on the sidewalk of a street that you were familiar with, it was a small shopping district that you always went to before going to Twisted Wonderland.

“Ah… I remember this place…” You muttered in a soft voice as you looked around, reminiscing your time there. All the people you associated yourself with since you were a frequent customer there.

“(Y/N)?” A voice called you, snapping you out of your thoughts and making you remember the why you were there in the first place. You turned to see Ruggie and Jack walking up towards you.

“Hmm? Where’s Ace, Deuce and Grim?” You asked the two Savanaclaw boys. They shrugged and shook their heads, signalling that they too didn’t know where the two Heartslabyul boys and one furball either. You were getting worried.

What if they were transported to another place instead?

What if they didn’t even make it?

What if they-

Wait… No… You heard yelling… Very familiar yelling.

“GRIM!! STOP!! WE HAVE TO FIND (Y/N)! ACE HELP ME OUT!!”

“I AM!! CAN’T YOU SEE?!”

“FGNAAAAA YOU CAN’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO! AHAHHAHAAH!”

Yep, VERY familiar yelling indeed.

“Ruggie, Jack, mind accompanying me to catch a certain dumb furball?” You asked the two boys ‘sweetly’. Ruggie and Jack could feel themselves stiffing up due to the aura you were giving off. It was a very dark aura… Some might even say it’s murderous. The two Savanaclaw boys didn’t even DARE to say no, so, they just quietly nodded their heads.

“Alright, but remember, no magic.” You said with a ‘sweet’ smile on your face and ran off to the direction of yelling. The two Savanaclaw boys just shared a glance at each other.

“Is… Is this what always happens at your outings?” Ruggie asked his underclassman.

“Yes. This always happens.” Jack replied. Ruggie just let out his infamous snicker in response before the two of them followed you.

And, after spending a good few minutes trying to catch a runaway furball and said furball earning an earful from you about how he should act like a cat that couldn’t talk, you and your friends finally manage to go around the shopping district, with the boys looking in awe at every direction. Everything fascinated the boys, they were intrigued with how mundane and normal everything was to you but to them, it was magical.

They even thought that cars and other vehicles were secretly powered by magic but when you told them no and explained how motors worked, they just looked at you in shock. How did you know so much?! WERE YOU SECRETLY A WITCH?! You laughed a little at their expressions and walked away, with them staring at you and following you shortly after, demanding that you share with them all your secrets and knowledge.

“We should probably go get something to eat as well, I’m starving.” Ace said after learning so much about your world.

“Who knew you guys seriously didn’t have magic?” Deuce said.

“Well, to us, magic was just fantasy… I didn’t believe in it until I met you guys.” You calmly replied. “But, yeah, I know a small little café around here that serves good food.” You said and looked around, trying to find the café that you mentioned.

“Ah, there it is. Come on.” You signalled your friends to follow you to the small little café. While walking towards there, something had caught your eye, but you said nothing.

Once you guys got there, you all sat down at a table and placed down your orders, but, you ordered an extra set of food for you. When the waiter had taken your orders and walked away, Ace teased you on it.

“Who knew (Y/N) was this hungry?” Ace said with a smirk.

“Well, technically, it’s not for me you know?” You said, petting Grim on your lap.

“Is it for me? I mean! Meow?” Grim said, looking at you.

“(Y/N) already ordered a tuna sandwich for you Grim.” Deuce replied to the furball in your lap and said furball let out a quiet little cheer. You just smiled.

The waiter then brought you and your friends your food. You had asked the extra set of food to be packed up instead.

“(Y/N), I don’t mean to be rude but, I don’t think you should simply waste food you know?” Ruggie said to you. You were taken aback for a second, you then remembered Ruggie was very sensitive on this subject due to his background and hometown.

“Don’t worry Ruggie-senpai, I’m not wasting the food.” You said to your upperclassman. “Oh, could you guys take care of Grim for a little while? I’ll only take 5 minutes or so.” You asked your friends as you stood up and walked away with the packed food. Your friends’ gazes following your leaving figure.

“Where is she going?” Jack asked and the others just shrugged. Well, except Grim, he was too focused on his tuna sandwich to even care at that point.

You left the café and continued walking for a little while before stopping and squatting down. Your friends were confused, but after you stood up and left, they widen their eyes.

You had given the extra set of food to a beggar and a child outside of the café. It was them who had caught your eye while you were walking towards the café.

Truth be told, the boys were shocked. They immediately had a new level of respect for you. Especially Ruggie, never had he seen someone who would go to such lengths to help people like him.

Who knew you were secretly an angel in disguise am I right? Bless you dear Reader-san.

When you came back to the table and sat down, you noticed that all the boys were looking at you with teary-eyes. You were confused.

“What?” You asked. They all gulped.

“N-Nothing.” They replied and immediately focused on their eating while simultaneously trying not to cry. You just shrugged and you guys ate your food in peace.

After having that lovely meal, you guys went around a few shops and just did some window-shopping. Ace and Deuce popping a few questions about certain tools and stuff here and there while Jack and Ruggie were also asking questions but it wasn’t as much as Ace and Deuce. Everyone ended up buying a small little trinket or something to remember the trip with.

Hmm? What Reader-san? How did you get the money you ask? Oh! I actually don’t know. You should try asking Crowley! After all, it was him who gave you the money Reader-san!

It didn’t take long before 5 o’clock arrived and you were all transported back to your humble Ramshackle Dorm.

“Well, it was fun going back for a day, but, I’m more comfortable here now.” You said to your friends while looking at Ramshackle Dorm. “I’m more used to Twisted Wonderland than my world.” You continued and turned to your friends.

“I hope you guys had fun.” You said to them with a smile on your face.

But suddenly, Ace, Deuce and Jack took turns in giving you a one-second hug. You were surprised, so surprised that you couldn’t register a response.

“Yeah! We did! Thanks (Y/N)!” Ace said as he, Deuce and Jack pulled away and ran off with slightly blushing faces, presumably back to their dorms. You stared at them for a little while before shaking your head a little, trying to pick up your scattered thoughts.

Before you could fully register what had just happened, Ruggie came up to you and hugged you as well, but his hug was even tighter.

“Thank you (Y/N), don’t ever change.” Ruggie whispered to you before pulling away and walking back to his dorm as well, a small smile present on the hyena’s face.

Whoops! Looks like your brain malfunctioned Reader-san! CALL AN AMBULANCE!

“Fgnaaaa, (Y/N), come on, let’s go in.” Grim told you and you shook your head once more, snapping yourself out from your thoughts and confusion.

“A-Ah, yeah, let’s go.” You said and followed Grim into your humble Ramshackle Dorm.

Remember when I said that the boys had a new level of respect for you? Yeah, that slightly changed your daily life!

Ace, Deuce and Jack kept asking how your day was, how your homework went and just caring for you a lot more in general. Ruggie also cared for you more than usual, walking you to class, asking if you had enough to eat and even sharing his food with you! Grim was a LOT more clingy towards you as well! Like, Lucius clings onto Trein level of clinginess!

Confusion hit you HARD and you still didn’t know what had happened to make your friends change. Well, now, you shouldn’t be confused, since you read all of this right? Yeah, let it all sink in :)

#disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland fic #twst fic #ace trappola #deuce spade #jack howl #ruggie bucchi #girm #mc/yuu #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland imagines #twst imagines #twst ace #twst deuce #twst ruggie #twst jack

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dean-you-assbutt-cas-loves-you · 3 years

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I saw in your tags that there’s some old destiel fic you like on ffn. Do you have any recs ? :)

omg I haven’t been on there in years! like last time I read anything on there was like in 2014 lmao xD

32 fics total - I just checked and all of them are still up...there’s like 30+ more that I bookmarked that isn’t on the list cuz I’m not sure if they’re destiel fics or not so I gotta re-read them

all the ones below are fics that I’ve recced before in the past

1. All Angels Need Their Wings - RATING: NC-17 | LENGTH: 29,784 (2012)

Dean never thought that Castiel would ever return. And when he did, he came in a very unexpected way, a very horrifying way. SLASH Castiel/Dean. Wing-Kink. Takes place in season 7. AU.

2. Heart Trouble - RATING: NC-17 | LENGTH: 74,320 (2011)

Dean's having a harder and harder time of denying what he feels for a certain blue-eyed friend of his. And it's making him a little ornery, and a lot confused.

3. It Hurts - RATING: NC-17 | LENGTH: 29,963 (2013)

Inspired by the S9 Trailer Cas had watched the angels fall and with them, his self worth. Now human facing the challenges of navigating mortality he also tries to find a place for himself in this new world. It is a hope he has to find without the Winchesters, without Dean. So now he runs, from both Heaven, Hell and from Dean.

4. Small Problem - RATING: NC-17 | LENGTH: 13,310 (2011)

A cursed artifact has made Castiel miniature, it's amusing for the Winchesters at first until they realize he might stay that way forever. Slash Dean/Castiel Please R&R

5 My Broken Angel - RATING: M | LENGTH: 24,999 (2010)

When Castiel disappears from his vessel, Dean is concerned. But when Castiel reappears and seems to avoid him, Dean is heartbroken. Set mid-season 5.

6. A Hand - RATING: M | LENGTH: 23,474 (2010)

Dean/Cas, multichapter, slight AU. Dean's busy trying to re-soulify his brother, but Cas needs help. Maybe it's time Dean gave it to him. Ch. 15: Dean glared indignantly. "I find the term 'lovebirds' to be offensive. We prefer to be called 'sex-falcons.'"

7. Saving Grace - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 38,602 (2010)

With everything that was going wrong in Dean's life, it took him a while to realize that the person close to him that really needed the most help was Castiel.

8. Candy - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 98,068 (2013)

The Fall from Heaven changed everything. The supernatural no longer hidden. Angels roaming the planet. Sam and Dean's immediate concerns were on a smaller scale. What do you do with the former King of Hell? Where is Castiel?... Destiel/Mute!Human!Cas/Angst!Dean

9. Dude, Dean Looks Like a Lady - RATING: M | LENGTH: 20,774 *gen/pre-slash* (2013)

Sam's good, Cas has been found, and demons everywhere seem to be on hiatus. Seems like things are looking up for Team Free Will that is until Dean wakes up with his very own vagina anyway. Warnings: Fem!Dean, Destiel, female masturbation and S8 spoilers.

10. Evil Intent, Trials of Love, & Finding My Angel - RATING: NC-17 | LENGTH: 36,729, 70,453, & 59,941 *rape, graphic torture, violence* (2009)

Anna rapes Castiel and uses a method that torments him more than anything imaginable. WARNING: Rape and Castiel/Dean makes sense when you read it . If you don't like then don't read!

11. Cascade - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 44,626 (2013)

"And if you fall as Lucifer fell, you fall in flames!" An 8x23 coda.

12. Count The Cracks, Hear The Shatters, Feel The Insanities - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 44,626 *gen/pre-slash* (2013)

They've walked miles on gravel roads that led to hell and back but the journey never quite ends. This is the story of Castiel and the Winchesters after the angels fell from heaven. Post Season 8.

13. Damn Straight & Wait Wait Wait - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: about 21,000 (2010)

Humorous Cas/Dean, with multiple POVs. Slight AU. Fluffy. Ch. 5: Sam sat in the Impala in the motel parking lot, praying that three and a half hours at the library had been long enough.

14. Entertaining Angels - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 43,659 *gen/pre-slash* (2008)

A strange boy shows up at Dean and Sam’s motel room. Maybe he needs help, or maybe he’s there to help them—they can’t quite tell. Spoilers through 4.10. Not an OC.

15. Happy Friggin’ Valentine’s Day - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 22,771 (2010)

SLASH. It all started with Dean's perfectly healthy hatred of frivilous holidays and a much-coveted sack of dust. Poor Castiel doesn't fully understand 'romance' to begin with, and this crash course is most unwelcome.

16. I’m Just a Love Machine - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 29,200 (2011)

The Impala finally gets the chance to love Dean back. The problem is, Castiel seems to be in its way.

17. It’s The Great Destiel Shipper, Sam Winchester - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 49,641 (2012)

What's Sam really doing all that time on the computer? Fangirling. Over Chuck's Supernatural books. Now Wincest might be a bit too much to deal with, but Destiel he might be able to get on board with... Especially after being around the two people involved for three days straight.

18. Pain in the Head - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 78,771 *character death* (2011)

It started out slow. "Since when do angels have headaches?" "Since they become human." Established Dean/Cas. Sort of AU. PG-13. Complete.

19. Sleep in Heavenly Peace - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 45,517 *christmas fic* (2013)

Dean wants to have a nice, peaceful Christmas for once, but it seems like the universe won't let him. Dean/Castiel. Post-8.08 (Hunteri Heroici) AU. First in "Holidays With the Winchesters are Always Fun."

20. The Shattered One - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 94,021 *grace mpreg* (2012)

When it struck Castiel, it dropped him out of the sky. He set down the first place he could find. He stood in a field in Switzerland, swaying on his feet and staring down at his body, dazed by what it had just done.

21. This Cupid Isn’t Stupid - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 41,572 (2012)

Dean receives a shock when he wakes up to discover Castiel has returned. Why is the angel suddenly back? Why have his powers dimmed? And.. Why are he and Dean joined together by an invisible rope!

22. Wild Horses, Cas - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 23,505 (2013)

(S8 Spoilers (story is set in S9), Sickfic! Destiel, Minor Sabriel). When Cas comes down with a bad case of Pneumonia it leaves Dean feeling more protective over his friend than ever, but will it also lead to Dean's admittance of his feelings towards his friend?

23. Wrong - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 51,384 (2010)

Angels are not supposed to drop out of the sky into motel rooms, broken and beaten. They're not supposed to bleed like that. It was all wrong.

24. The Reluctant Contestant - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 50,502 (2012)

AU When Gabriel is hired as a new host for a dating show, Cas has no choice but to follow his brother along as part of the camera crew. Forced at the last minute to be a contestant, he is shocked when Dean Winchester continually refuses to eliminate him.

25. The Ugly Duckling - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 81,676 (2012)

Castiel: a nerdy, skinny thing with a crush on the the most popular guy in class. Being unpopular isn't easy and it's worse when the homophobic school figures him out. A small struggle to be noticed by his crush is turned into a huge struggle for himself and his dignity. But bullying can get the better of anyone. Slash. Destiel rated M for later chapters.

26. Nameless - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 77,882 (2013)

AU. Everyone has the name of their soulmate written on their wrist at birth. Well, everyone except Dean Winchester. Complete.

27. Cufflinks - RATING: M | LENGTH: 61,845 (2012)

The world is full of creatures that prey on humans. It is up to 'Hunters' to fight against the dark. Lucky Hunters rely on the help of angels they have bound to their service. Sam and Dean may be good Hunters, but they have yet to capture an angel. One day, Sam finds an angel and seizes the opportunity to bind the angel to himself. Little did they know what they were getting into.

28. Angel Training - RATING: M | LENGTH: 95,700, Angel Training 2: Save Us - RATING: M | LENGTH: 76,888, & Angel Training 3: Uprising - RATING: M | LENGTH: 89,512 (2011)

In a world where angels are common and the most privileged or skilled people are able to own one; the world's angelic hierarchy is about to change when Dean Winchester receives a wild and recently caught angel.

29. Chasing Your Shadow - RATING: M | LENGTH: 92,077 (2012)

The prophecy says that when Castiel turns twenty-three winters old, a stranger will come into his life and bring a lot of suffering. But do prophecies always come true? Demon Dean/human Castiel AU

30. The Holiday - RATING: M | LENGTH: 32,088 (2011)

Castiel and Sam are unlucky in both life and love, so they swap houses for the holidays. Both find the experience highly...interesting. Dean/Castiel Sam/Gabriel

31. And In Your Arms I Shall Find Shelter- RATING: M | LENGTH: 33,824 (2012)

Dean Winchester is a long forgotten painter who suddenly receives an order for a painting from a rich man - Crowley. He is about to start painting when Castiel - his personal reaper visits him. The main question is: Will Castiel give Dean enough time to finish the painting?

32. Jar of Hearts - RATING: PG-13 | LENGTH: 127,192 (2013)

February being the supposed 'month of love' people seem to forget that it's also one of the coldest times of the year. Valentine's Day themed events in a cafe turned bar is how Dean managed the courage to speak to the locally famous singer and somehow score a date, a relationship, and a man he didn't deserve out of the deal. Destiel college/uniAU some Sabriel

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honeypiehotchner · 3 years

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im writing my first reader insert ever and im nervous kjbjbnsa. its hotch x jacks teacher!reader and its mostly fluff but then angst when he goes into witness protection cause he cant tell her and she like gets all worried and goes to the bau to find out wtf is up. anyways, do u have any tips? i rlly like ur stuff and id love any advice u have <3

oh DUDE i don’t know that i’ve seen a jack’s teacher!reader fic yet so i am intrigued 👀👀 also that plot already sounds INSANE i can’t wait!!! (pls pls tag me if you are planning on doing a taglist!!)

and tysm dear!! 🥺💗 ur so kind and yes ofc i have some tips

i’m not sure what kind of specific tips you’re looking for so i’ll make them super general and just dump some on ya!

it’s reader insert, so remember to be super vague and noncommittal when it comes to things like skin tone

on this same note, if your reader is going to go by she/her, don’t forget to tag it as fem!reader !!

don’t say “you blushed” when it comes to being flattered, flustered, etc. because not everyone blushes! think of some other things we do, like averting our eyes, shifting our feet, wringing our hands, smoothing our hands on our clothing, that kind of stuff!

another common one is “white knuckles” when holding onto something tightly, think about other ways, maybe reader is holding on so tight their hands are cramping, or maybe they’re afraid they might rip/break whatever they’re holding onto, etc.

my general rule of thumb that i go by is not even trying to incorporate eye color or hair color, or anything like that because “e/c” and “h/c” looks so tacky to me and takes me out of the story, but that honestly could be my own personal preference, so do you!

on the other side of this, i know i just said be vague and such, but don’t be afraid to give the reader a real backstory! it’ll add to the story and help you as you’re writing

oh and literally do not be afraid to self-indulge the hell out of the fic as you’re writing because chances are your own fantasies are someone else’s too!

i am running out of tipssss i feel like my advice isn’t even that good but!

remember all writing advice is subjective and you should only take what you feel connected to! we all write differently, so for example, just because someone says “don’t ever use adverbs!” doesn’t mean you should ban adverbs from your vocabulary. sometimes someone “looks around sneakily” and that’s all there is to it because other things in the scene like dialogue or the setting are more important

(i think @neil-gaiman actually wrote “Crowley glared glarefully”in Good Omens because...that’s all there was to the look, it was a glareful glare)

most importantly please remember to have fun with it! fanfiction isn’t a graded assignment for school. it’s something we do for fun because we love the show and want more content. it’s something we do because we like doing it. don’t ever be afraid to take breaks if you’re feeling stressed or overworked or just not in the mood to write it! it happens

i think that’s all the tips i have for now but feel free to DM me if you have any other questions!! i’m happy to talk about writing all day long

happy writing and i wish you the best of luck!! xx.

#you ask i answer #writing advice

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GO Rom Com Spotlight: @apocryphalia

The most excellent @apocryphalia (also apocryphalia on Twitter and AO3) has claimed Casanova to adapt for Good Omens in the Good Omens Rom Com Event.

For reference, here’s a little background about the source material.

About Casanova: With a reputation for seducing members of the opposite sex, Casanova discovers a beauty who seems impervious to his charms. However, as he continues to pursue the indifferent lady, he finds himself falling in love.

We spent some time chatting about how the adaptation is coming so far, as well as future plans for it! Now, get to know @apocryphalia a little better!

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goromcom: So, you know how if you open a Tumblr chat with someone you haven't chatted to before, Tumblr tells you two things they post about? I wanted to tell you that yours reports that you post "about #aziraphale/crowley and #ineffable husbands." Well, you're a true blue fan, and I support that!

apocryphalia: Considering this blog exists because I’m 100% pure Good Omens trash, that’s not shocking. I’m also slightly obsessive about my tags, which is probably why my mother and that one career test I took in college insist that I should have been a librarian.

goromcom: Oh, librarian is one of my dream jobs, but I never pursued it. I also feel similarly about tags! But before I start waxing poetic about the Dewey Decimal System, let’s segue to your rom com.

You chose to adapt Casanova as your rom com. Has this story been a favorite of yours, or is there some other reason you chose it? Were you thinking specifically of the David Tennant adaptation of the story, or just Casanova in general?

apocryphalia: Like a lot of us, I may have gone a little bit crazy watching Tennant and Sheen's previous roles after the show came out, so I had seen his Casanova fairly recently, and I was definitely thinking of that version when I looked at the list. Also, this is a bit silly, but I have no idea how dates work, and I originally thought that the event claims opened the day after they actually did. I had off work the day I thought claims started, and I was planning to watch a bunch of movies I hadn't seen and put some real thought into which one I might want to do, but I figured out about two hours beforehand that I was very wrong. So I kind of panicked and just started throwing titles that I had already seen into the list, and I liked Casanova and couldn't resist the Tennant connection, so… here we are. No regrets.

goromcom: Sometimes life throws us the very curveball we need.

What's your favorite moment of Casanova, and are you looking forward to presenting it in your adaptation? Any loose plans for that scene that you can share?

apocryphalia: I love Bellino, and I love the scene where she breaks off her engagement with Casanova and plays wingman for him with Henriette instead. My main goal in planning this so far is basically just maximum gender fuckery, so I’m still trying to work out exactly what to do with the character—I’m going to have to play fast and loose with the actual historical status of castrati, which gives my historian-brain some anxiety—but I think it’ll be fun to write, and hopefully fun to read! (Also, fun fact, the actual historical Casanova may have been bisexual, so why shouldn't Crowley!Casanova try to marry a castrato and also fem!Aziraphale?)

goromcom: Why not, indeed? I can absolutely see that for both the historical Casanova and for Crowley/Aziraphale as well.

Other than a healthy sprinkling of gender fuckery (of which I’m very much a fan) do you plan to stick very closely to the beats of the original story, or make bigger changes?

apocryphalia: I’m planning to stick pretty closely to the events of the Tennant adaptation for the first half or so, but I’m changing the ending because obviously our ineffable spouses need a happy ending! I’m also ditching certain children that appear in the story, for the purposes of gender fuckery.

I would like to keep to the flashback format, as in the movie older Casanova is actually telling these stories about his life and his relationship with Henriette to another servant in the household where he’s now a librarian. So parts of the fic will be in first person as excerpts from Crowley’s memoirs, and others will be in third person telling the events as they actually occurred. I haven’t completely nailed down which POVs I want to use yet, but Crowley is certainly not a reliable narrator, and I think the back-and-forth timeline showing both young and old Casanova is interesting, so I’m going to try to keep that vibe in the fic.

goromcom: What's an interesting decision you've made in your planning so far--a notable casting decision, a changing of venue, or some other plan you have to paint Good Omens all over your rom com?

apocryphalia: Ineffable wives! Again, I’m going to have to play fast and loose with history and it’s giving me some anxiety, but this is fiction, it’s fanfiction, and it’s going to be fun, dammit! Fem!Casanova!Crowley may be slightly channeling Gentleman Jack, because who doesn’t love lesbian Suranne Jones? Aziraphale gets to be the cautious, repressed one desperately trying to adhere to societal expectations while also being desperately in love with her as Henriette, and there will be plenty of slow-burn, mutual-pining, dancing-around-their-feelings-and-their-crappy-circumstances goodness!

goromcom: I think fiction and art help us imagine the world we want, so if we want a world where people aren’t so hung up on gender or orientation, what better place to start than in our storytelling? <3

But I don’t want you to reveal too much about your story before it’s time to post it, so let’s move on to the final question, cribbed from The Good Place: The Podcast. Tell me something "good". It can be something big or small. It can be a charity you think is doing good work, or you can talk about how great your pet is.

apocryphalia: Well, I can’t resist an opportunity for pet pics. My cats are both terrible at being cats, and they are my favorite things in the whole world. Look at these little idiots being king and queen of recycling mountain! [ed: photo below interview]

Also, on a real note, there are other similar organizations all over that could use support, but here in my part of South Jersey, the SERV program at the Center for Family Services runs the domestic and sexual violence advocacy programs, and assists victims of human trafficking. I’m a former volunteer with them, and everyone involved in that work is so incredibly compassionate. They provide free counseling, support survivors through the medical exam and reporting process (or through the decision not to report), and they operate a 24-hour hotline and the domestic violence shelters for two counties. Their #1 goal is to believe and trust survivors, and to support whatever they decide is best for them, not to pressure them into any particular course of action (i.e., reporting an assault or filing for a restraining order) and I just think that’s incredibly powerful and helpful.

goromcom: SERV sounds like an important resource and I’m so glad the people of South Jersey have something like that to support them. (Though let’s hope as few people need it as possible.)

Make sure to watch for the GO adaptation of Casanova, coming soon. (And now here’s that pet photo I know everyone was waiting for.)

#goromcom #goromcom spotlight #good omens #apocryphalia #casanova

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sincerly-kate · 4 years

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Falling Skies: Part 4 (Crowley x Fem!Reader)

A/n: Yes I am now finally writing a part four to this series, and since I got a lot of positive feedback saying that they want me to continue the series; that’s what we shall do! 😘💙

Here’s a playlist I made for this series✨

-Kate

Warnings: Probably a few swears here and there, some heart aching fluff, Adam might be a tad ooc and for once no major angst (wow I know right?)

Words: Around 1.2k? oops...

Previously,

“Who is it angel?” I say without skipping a beat.

“The same white-winged bastard I nearly killed earlier.”

“Gabriel.” The three of us said all at once.

Now,

“No, absolutely not! I barely got to you in time last time you tried to ‘talk’ to him!” Crowley threw his arms up in the air walking away from the two angels, his hands rubbing over his face in frustration.

You tried to walk towards him, but Aziraphale held you back by your wrist while shaking his head at you, you turned to him and tried to speak but he beat you to it.

“He needs to cool off, he’s no good to no one if he’s in this kind of mood.” Aziraphale said to the nephilim beside him, seeing the relaxation in her face made him sure that she wouldn’t go after him, so he let go of her wrist in his light grip.

“Well, now that he’s not going to help us, what are we going to do now?” you said, now slightly frustrated, not at anyone really specific, but you just wanted to go back to normal- well, as normal as an angel, a demon and a nephilim can be.

Aziraphale looked at you with a wide eyed look, if this was like the cartoons, there most definitely would’ve been a light bulb above his head.

“I think I know just the person, follow me. I want to properly introduce you to someone.”

Once you and Aziraphale arrived at the park, you were absolutely confused.

“Why did you bring me here? You said we were going to go talk to someone, don’t you think this is a little too- ya know- people-y for this kind of talk?” You looked at him with utter confusion.

“It was the only way you two can speak without it looking too suspicious y/n, just trust me.” Aziraphale says, and with that he walks away, nodding to someone behind me.

You turn to see this young boy behind you, you huff to yourself, look at the ground and smile. Of course; Adam.

“Hey Adam, what’s going on?” You said now looking back to him, guiding him to a bench so the two of you weren’t in the way of others.

“Aziraphale told me that you were thinking of doing something dangerous, and it could possibly hurt you.” Adam looked to you with such an innocent face, you couldn’t help but give him a slight smile.

“Yeah, I was thinking about it.” Your leg bounces up and down as you fiddle with your hands, and look to the ground.

“Why?”

“I need to do it to figure out why Gabriel did what he did.” You tried to be subtle with the boy, but you knew that it was futile.

“With your wings?”

You took in a shallow breath as you looked at all the people living their lives care free. The children in the playground behind the two of you filled your ears, the groups of two running and talking about their lives and upcoming events, You take a minute to refocus yourself before you answer Adam. “Yeah, that’s part of it.”

“What’s wrong with the way they are? It only changed what you look like on the outside, he can’t change who you are unless you let him.” He continued to give you that same innocent looking face as you slowly look at him with mild shock, you forgot he saw the whole thing, the burning of your wings and all.

You were not expecting that kind of advice from an eleven-year old, Antichrist or not.

“He took a part of me that day, a part that I’m not sure I can ever take back. Especially since I’m apparently a nephilim.”

Adam gives you a small smile, then begins to speak.

“That doesn’t change a thing about who you are though, especially to Crowley and Az. They love you for you, and that’s all that matters to them; that you’re safe and happy.”

You begin to feel your eyes water up at this young boy’s words. He was right though, you knew that deep down; Aziraphale and Crowley will be with you til the end- and forever after that.

“Thank you Adam, I’m glad Az dragged me out here after all.” You went to give him a hug which he reciprocated.

“It wasn’t just him you know, I might have asked him t knock some sense into you as well.”

You laugh and quickly break the hug to look at your snake-eyed demon,

“You needed to hear it from someone besides us, we don’t want to see you get hurt angel.”

You were about to correct him for calling you angel, since- well, technically you weren't one- but he stopped you.

“No matter if you’re a nephilim, demon or an angel, you’re still my angel y/n; Always have been, always will be.” As he said this, you ran to him with tears streaming down your face as your run into him and hug him.

He looks down at you and pulls you in for a kiss that said everything you needed to hear without him saying a single word.

‘No matter if the skies are falling down or the sea parts, or if another Armageddon starts up once more, I’ll always be there for you.’

The two of you break away, and look towards Adam.

“Thank you for everything Adam, I’m glad you we’re able to talk sense into me. I guess I couldn’t see past my own vendetta to see what truly matters.”

“Which is?” Adam says, confirming what he thought you were going to answer with.

“Love.” Adam smiles at this, knowing he completed his job.

Crowley pulls you into a side hug, as the two of you invite Adam into the hug, which gladly accepted and ran to the two of you as you closed off the hug to the three of you.

After the three of you stayed in the group hug for a while, you decided that you guys needed to part.

The three of you went your separate ways after that, you and Crowley towards the bookshop, and Adam the other, but deep down you knew that that definitely wasn’t going to be your last encounter with the young boy.

As the two of you began your walk back to the bookshop, you locked arms with Crowley and you broke the silence.

“I’m sorry so stuck up lately. Neither of you deserved that, but especially the way I treated you with the whole Gabriel thing and-” he placed his finger over my lips.

“Angel, there’s absolutely nothing you need to apologize for, both of us did things that were not proud of, but it was all meant well. I don’t know how I’d live with myself if I let you get hurt and I stood by,not doing a damn thing about it.”

You nodded with a smile on your face as he removed his finger from your lips.

“Now, shall we properly try and figure out how to deal with him? No running away this time y/n?” He said with a devilish look on his face, his gold snake eyes making an appearance behind his glasses, for you to see.

“Let’s do it. I promise I’m done running.” You say with a giggle

And so the two of you made it back to Aziraphale’s bookshop, where you began to brainstorm ways to get back at him for what he did to you.

As a group- finally.

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tonystarkbingo · 4 years

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TSB Week 6 Roundup! These also include the remaining adopted prompts from January, and even one or two from February!

And for last week, Alex was the earner of a Participation badge! Congratulations!

And now, on to the fills! Go give them some love!

Title: I do, me too, me three Collaborator: Trashcanakin Link: Tumblr Square Filled: S4- Marriage of Convenience/Pretend Couple Ship: Tony/Bucky/Matt Rating: Gen Major Tags: none Summary: [Moodboard + Prompt] Tony fake dates both bucky & matt for some undercover mission, later, he marries them also for a mission. But they stay married at the end 'cause love.

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Title: Newton’s Cradle Collaborator: ABitNotGoodieBag Link: AO3 Square Filled: A2 - Vibranium Ship: None Rating: Teen Major Tags: TeamSalty, Not Steve Rogers friendly, Peter is a little shit, Tony is a little shit, Team Iron Man, IronDad and SpiderSon, Post CACW Summary: Steve asks where his shield is, Peter tells him. Word Count: 1546

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Title: Red and Blue Collaborator: Politzania Link: AO3 Square Filled: S1 - Present Tense Ship: Pepperony Rating: Mature Major Tags: Established Relationship, Present Tense, Scavenger Hunt Summary: Pepper sends Tony on a scavenger hunt around the mansion. Word Count: 424

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Title: let the soft animal of your body love what it loves - Chapter 9: ix. Collaborator: deathsweetqueen Link: AO3 Square Filled: S3 - resolve Ship: Stony Rating: Explicit Major Tags: Summary: Word Count:

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Title: Adventures of Tiny Dragon Tony and His Treasure (Loki) - Chapter 38: Snapshot #38: La Vie en Rose Collaborator: BennyBatch Link: AO3 Square Filled: T2 - shapeshifter Ship: FrostIron Rating: Gen Major Tags: AU, established relationship, Fluff Summary: Who knew pink could be both at once so infuriating yet so fetching when it concerned one tiny dragon. Word Count: 27,401

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Title: this is where worlds end (and ours collide) Collaborator: cadmvs Link: AO3 Square Filled: A1 - Doom Ship: WinterIron Rating: Mature Major Tags: Character Death Summary: The end of the world is here, and Tony is stuck with Bucky. Many of their friends have died, some of them are alive. What happens when they used to be too scared to admit their repressed emotions and now seems to be the perfect time? Word Count: 2134

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Title: Self-Preservation Collaborator: ashes0909 Link: AO3 Square Filled: S5 - AU: Hydra Won Ship: Tony Stark/Strike Team, Tony Stark/Brock Rumlow, Tony Stark/Jack Rollins Rating: Explicit Major Tags: Hydra Trash Party, Rape/Non-Con Elements, Dark Ending Summary: When shit hit the fan, Tony’s self-preservation always won out, because there was always the next fight, and he had to be alive to see it, even if that meant he had to get used, degraded, torn down. It’d give him time to plan, to escape, to come back and take his vengeance. Word Count: 2880

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Title: N/A [Art] Collaborator: trashcanakin Link: Tumblr Square Filled: Adopted - Power Swap Ship: N/A Rating: Gen Major Tags: N/A Summary: Tony as The Scarlet Witch? Seems legit Word Count: N/A

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Title: IM Spotter Collaborator: Gavilan Link: AO3 Square Filled: A3 - Free Ship: Tony Stark & Peter Parker Rating: Gen Major Tags: POV Outsider Summary: Floriana has headed up the IM Spotter club, New York branch for years, in a certain cafe with a very good view of Stark Tower. Never has she dreamed of having such a special guest, however. Word Count: 2154

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Title: Feelings that Flood on the Page Collaborator: PoliZ Link: AO3 Square Filled: A4 - Vulnerability Ship: Stony Rating: Gen Major Tags: Alternate Universe: High School Summary: Steve gets a somewhat anonymous love letter in his locker; Bucky pushes him to confirm his suspicions as to the author. Word Count: 710

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Title: You’ll Do Collaborator: camichats Link: AO3 Square Filled: S2 - Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch Ship: Tony Stark/Scarlet Maximoff Rating: Teen Major Tags: Fake Relationship, Getting Together Summary: Wanda had agreed to bring her fiancee to a family vacation so everyone could meet. Unfortunately, a week before that vacation, she finds Brock cheating on her. Tony gets roped into not only going on that vacation with her, but into pretending that they're engaged. Word Count: 2368

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Title: About Face Collaborator: Politzania Link: AO3 Square Filled: Adopted - Brock Rumlow/Crossbones Ship: background Stucky Rating: Teen Major Tags: CA:CW canon divergence, occult Hydra bullshit, de-aging, redemption arc Summary: Brock Rumlow is having a weird fucking week. After surviving the explosion in Lagos thanks to occult Hydra bullshit, he is tasked with assisting Helmut Zemo in an improbable (at best) plan to destroy the Avengers. But getting a new lease on life may have given Brock a change of heart as well; when the plan turns Captain America, the Winter Soldier and Iron Man into children, Brock takes on the role of protector. Word Count: 2746

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Title: Phase Two Collaborator: betheflame Link: AO3 Square Filled: K1 - Vampire / Werewolf Ship: Stuckony Rating: Teen Major Tags: fem!Tony Summary: Toni and her fuzzy favorites celebrate the day of manufactured affection. Word Count: 1495

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Title: Pizza for Valentine's Day Collaborator: newnewyorker93 Link: AO3 Squares Filled: S4 - writing format: 5+1 (Chapter 1) S1 - wish (Chapter 2) K4 - Morgan Stark (Chapter 6) Ship: Pepperony Rating: Gen Major Tags: fluff, Valentine's Day, 5+1 Summary: Five times Tony and Pepper had pizza for Valentine's Day + one time they didn't. A series of short ficlets and drabbles of Tony & Pepper celebrating Valentine's Day - together and apart - from several years before the events of Iron Man 1 through 2020. Word Count: 2310

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Title: let the soft animal of your body love what it loves - Chapter 10: x. Collaborator: deathsweetqueen Link: AO3 Square Filled: K4 - graveyard Ship: Stony Rating: Explicit Major Tags: Time Travel, Endgame Steve goes back in time to be with Post AOU Tony, Explicit Sexual Content, Dirty Talk, Past Domestic Violence, Post AOU AU, Breaking Up and Making Up, Marriage Counselling, Superfamily, Team Iron Man, but not Steve unfriendly, he's just a moron, a lot of fighting and arguments, Dubious Consent due to Identity Issues Summary: In 2023, Steve Rogers, after burning his husband's body, goes through the timelines to return each of the Infinity Stones. In 2015, Tony Stark’s husband returns to him and for the first time in years, he has hope for his marriage. Word Count: 44,670

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Title: The Berry Thief Collaborator: newnewyorker93 Link: Tumblr Square Filled: T3 - I regret nothing Ship: none Rating: Gen Major Tags: none Summary: Gerald the Alpaca absconding with the last of Pepper’s goji berries:a reenactment in felt

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Title: Zoom! Collaborator: monobuu Link: Tumblr Square Filled: A4 - Iron Dad Ship: Tony Stark & Peter Parker Rating: Gen Major Tags: Shenanigans, Tomfoolery Summary: They've got an iron man suit, roller skates, and a free afternoon. Word Count: N/A [Art]

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Title: Missing - Please Return Collaborator: Turtlesse Link: AO3 Square Filled: T1 - Tony playing piano Ship: WinterIron Rating: Gen Major Tags: None Summary: What Tony needs is sleep.Oddly enough, what Tony wants is sleep.What Tony doesn't want but probably needs anyway is to sign those damned papers.What Tony neither wants nor needs is Bucky calling him in a panic. Yet, that is what he gets. Word Count: 2836

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Title: Forever Intertwined Collaborator: alexisriversong Link: AO3 Square Filled: S5 - Steve Rogers/Captain America Ship: Stony Rating: Mature Major Tags: None Summary: symbiote!Tony infests Steve but rather than taking over, falls in love with this Very Dumb Human, 'oh god, how did you survive without me' Word Count: 1000

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Title: People. Ugh. Collaborator: Turtlesse Link: AO3 Square Filled: K5 - Writing Format: a pairing you’ve never done Ship: FrostIron Rating: Gen Major Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University Summary: Loki hated students. Rather unfortunate, as a professor.However, he did not hate Professor Stark. Word Count: 1072

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Title: Booty Booty Booty Collaborator: monobuu Link: Tumblr Square Filled: K5 - Art Format: Comic Layout Ship: None Rating: Teen Major Tags: Shenanigans, tomfoolery, butts Summary: Tony finds a penny, picks it up, and chaos reigns in the gym Word Count: N/A [Art]

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Title: Perfect Solution Collaborator: 27dragons Link: AO3 Square Filled: K1 - Puzzle Ship: WinterIron Rating: Teen Major Tags: Established Relationship Summary: Despite telling Tony that they didn’t need to exchange gifts for their second dating anniversary, Bucky's got something for Tony -- a puzzle to solve. Or rather, several. Word Count: 984

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Title: Adopt-A-Prompt: Stephen Strange Collaborator: lronhusbands Link: Tumblr Square Filled: Adopted - Stephen Strange Ship: IronStrange Rating: Gen Major Tags: moodboard Summary: Where Tony Stark and Stephen Strange work for NASA, find a new planet, and argue about what to name it.

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Title: Armageddidn’t Collaborator: rebirthofaphoenix Link: Tumblr Square Filled: Adopted - AU: Good Omens Ship: Tony/Crowley/Aziraphale Rating: Mature Major Tags: immortality, blood, crossover-ish, AU-ish Summary: its a moodboard lads (of course Harley and Peter become friends with Warlock and Adam)

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Title: Attempt 200 Collaborator: Pyrone Link: AO3 Square Filled: S1 - on the run Ship: Tony & Stephen Rating: Gen Major Tags: none Summary: Stephen’s 200th out of 14,000,605 timelines. Otherwise known as the timeline Stephen just grabs Tony and runs off with him. Word Count: 858

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Title: Bedtime Story Collaborator: dixiehellcat Link: AO3 Square Filled: S2 - old team Ship: Nick Fury & Avengers Rating: Teen Major Tags: Reading Aloud, Insomniac Tony Stark, well insomniac Avengers really, Avengers 2012—freeform, Helicarrier, mention of past dysfunctional childhoods, Nick Fury is a good bro Summary: The Avengers are stressed after a disturbing mission, especially Tony. Steve turns to Fury for help, and the SHIELD director has a unique idea. Word Count: 2532

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Title: Can’t Get Enough Collaborator: SierraNovembr Link: AO3 Square Filled: S3 - KINK: orgasm denial / edging Ship: Tony/Sam/Bucky Rating: Explicit Major Tags: Smut, Threesome - M/M/M, oral sex, anal sex, biting, orgasm delay/denial, laughing during sex, bottom Bucky Barnes, top Sam Wilson, Sam Wilson is a delight Summary: The idea was that they would tell Bucky they needed him urgently, Bucky would hurry in to see what they needed, and then he would be here sooner and with a tiny hint of a lovely flush as a bonus. He would take one look at them snuggled naked under the covers and want to join them. Affection. Sex. A good morning for all. Word Count: 2318

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Title: Morgan's Valentines Collaborator: rebelmeg Link: AO3 Square Filled: K5 - I Love You 3000 Ship: Morgan & her family Rating: Gen Major Tags: Valentine's Day Summary: Morgan makes a valentine for all the people, creatures, bots, and AI's in her life. Word Count: 2100

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Title: Red String of Fate Collaborator: rebirthofaphoenix Link: Tumblr Square Filled: T1 - polyamory or open relationship Ship: Clint/Tony/Pietro Rating: Teen Major Tags: Pietro didn’t die, happy triad, soulmate tattoos, Celtic influences Summary: moodboard

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Title: Outdoorsy in That I Drink on Patios Collaborator: betheflame Link: AO3 Square Filled: S2 - KINK: nippleplay Ship: Stuckony Rating: Explicit Major Tags: explicit sexual content Summary: Tony wants to take his boyfriends skiing. They discover other uses for his mountain cabin. Word Count: 1359

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Title: A Thousand Words Collaborator: tisfan Link: AO3 Square Filled: S5 - Tony Stark / T'challa Ship: IronPanther Rating: Teen Major Tags: were creatures, Tony Stark Does What He Wants, Wakanda Summary: Tony knows he’s not supposed to cross the border, but the call of a prize winning photograph is strong. When he finds his subject, things are more than they appear... Word Count: 1897

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Title: Upside Down - Chapter 1 Collaborator: Iron_Eirlyssa (Eirlyssa) Link: AO3 Square Filled: Adopted - AU: Alice in Wonderland Ship: Winteriron Rating: Teen Major Tags: Alice in Wonderland AU, canon-typical violence, developing relationship, happy ending Summary: Time after time, Phil lures an unsuspecting Alice down to Wonderland. And time after time, Bucky has to watch as they fail to succeed in the one task set for the Alice - to kill the Hydra with the Vorpal Sword. He doesn't expect this 'Anthony' to do any better. Word Count: 733

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Title: Define Winning Collaborator: lbibliophile-mcu Link: Tumblr Square Filled: A5 - writing format: missing scene/ epilogue/ coda Ship: Stephen Strange & Eye of Agamotto Rating: Gen Major Tags: the Snap,14,000,605 futures Summary: When fighting against impossible odds, you need to know exactly what you are trying to achieve; what is the one battle you cannot lose. Sometimes, success all comes down to asking the right question.

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Title: Doppelganger Downey Jr. Collaborator: martianwahtney Link: AO3 Square Filled: S4 - Doppelganger/Evil Twin Ship: IronHusbands Rating: Gen Major Tags: crack Summary: 'Apparently Robert Downey Jr and Tony Stark are two different people. Could have fooled me’. the instagram post by Harley Keener quickly goes viral and Tony Stark does not agree Word Count: 682

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Title: more than i love you Collaborator: summerpipedream Link: AO3 Square Filled: S2 - fluff Ship: Stony Rating: Gen Major Tags: poetry Summary: On the subject of why you, Tony Stark, and I, Steve Rogers, should get married. Word Count: 473

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Title: Synchronicities Collaborator: dixiehellcat Link: AO3 Square Filled: Adopted - Christine Everhart Ship: Christine & Fate Rating: Gen Major Tags: pre-Wordsmith, journalism, are there coincidences? Summary: Reporter Christine Everhart gets a chance at the big break she's been hoping for, and finds herself swept along by the tides of fortune. A story about the feeling when everything comes together and you wonder if it's all happening for a reason. Word Count: 1025

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Title: i wrote an entire album (about us drowning) Collaborator: asphxdels Link: AO3 Square Filled: A1 - Steve Rogers / Captain America Ship: past Stony Rating: Gen Major Tags: angst Summary: what troubles him right now the most though, is the fact that tony is here. he is with him, walking beside him. Word Count: 1547

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Title: let the soft animal of your body love what it loves - Chapter 11: xi. Collaborator: deathsweetqueen Link: AO3 Square Filled: T4 - nightmares Ship: Stony Rating: Explicit Major Tags: Time Travel, Endgame Steve goes back in time to be with Post AOU Tony, Explicit Sexual Content, Dirty Talk, Past Domestic Violence, Post AOU AU, Breaking Up and Making Up, Marriage Counselling, Superfamily, Team Iron Man, but not Steve unfriendly, he's just a moron, a lot of fighting and arguments, Dubious Consent due to Identity Issues Summary: In 2023, Steve Rogers, after burning his husband's body, goes through the timelines to return each of the Infinity Stones. Word Count: 48,895

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meganlpie · 7 years

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You’re Mistaken pt. 5

Here’s part 5! Thanks to everyone who has been supporting this story so far!! I do not own ANY Supernatural characters. They all belong to the writers/creators of the show.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Warnings: Pretty sure you can guess. More angst XD, Violence, Arguing, Death, Slight AU, um…attempted kidnapping??, a swear or two

Pairings: Arthur Ketch x fem!reader, Y/S/N, Mick Davies, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Dr. Hess, Crowley

You could feel Arthur’s tension as you sat up fully. “Mr. Ketch, why were we not informed that you had a child?” Arthur stood and placed a hand in his pocket. “I was unaware of the child’s existence until this morning.” Dr. Hess hummed, her gaze flicking back to you. “And you are the child’s mother?” You nodded slowly. “Good. That saves time. We shall be escorting the child back to London in the morning and he shall begin classes at Kendrick’s immediately.”

Arthur’s jaw actually dropped open at this. Surely she wasn’t serious? “Like hell you’re taking my son from me!” you shouted and swung your legs over the side of the bed. You stood on shaky legs and nearly crumpled to the floor. Arthur caught you, stopping you from face planting. You glared at Dr. Hess. “My dear, the boy is a legacy. It is tradition.”

"Screw your traditions! This will NOT be my son’s legacy. I refuse to let you take him and turn him into another one of your obedient lapdogs! You will not make him a killer!“ Dr. Hess gave you smile laced with false sweetness. "From what I understand he already is a killer.” You opened her mouth to yell at her, but Arthur stopped you. “Would you be so kind as to give us a few moments, Dr. Hess? Perhaps I can reason with Miss Y/L/N.” Dr. Hess nodded and left the room.

You pushed Arthur away from you. “You son of a bitch! How could you ever think I’d be okay with this?! You are not taking him to that hell hole!” Arthur’s expression didn’t change. “Y/N, I’m not going to let them take Y/S/N,” he said calmly. Your mouth snapped shut. “Y-You’re not?” He shook his head. “I don’t want him to go through that. I don’t want them to turn him into me.”

"Then what can we do?“ Arthur sighed. "I have a plan, but I need you to trust me. Can you try?” You nodded. “For Y/S/N, yes.” Arthur gave a nod of his head and turned to leave. You caught his hand in yours, stopping him. “Thank you, Arthur.” He didn’t answer, but squeezed your hand and left the room.

The next morning, you slowly made your way out of the infirmary. Mick was walking down the hall with Y/S/N, frowning deeply. “Miss Y/L/N, good morning. My sincerest apologies for this.” You nodded. You knew Arthur had a plan and you were putting all your hopes on him. Y/S/N threw himself at you. “I don’t want to go, Mom! Please don’t make me go!” Your eyes began welling with tears. You wrapped an arm around him and followed Mick down the hall. “It’ll be okay, baby. You’ll be with your dad. I-I’m sure you’re going to learn a lot of new things.” You wanted to take him and run, but you knew if you freaked, he would too.

Dr. Hess was standing next to Arthur when the three of you exited the base to where a private jet was waiting. Dr. Hess wore a sickly sweet smile as she looked at Y/S/N. “Well, I can certainly see the resemblance, Mr. Ketch,” she said before turning to Mick, “Is the boy prepared to depart?” Y/S/N let go of you and glared up at her. “I’m right here, lady. You shouldn’t be so rude!” You bit back your laughter and saw Arthur trying to do the same.

"So you can speak. And you have fire, just like your father. It will serve you well at Kendrick’s.“ Y/S/N attached himself to you again. "No! I want to stay with my mom!” Dr. Hess raised a brow and sighed. “Mr. Ketch, detach the boy from his mother and get him on the plane.” Arthur nodded and took a step closer to the two of you. “Come along, Y/S/N. It is time to go. You will see your mother again, but you must come with me now.”

The boy shook his head and clung tighter to you. Arthur gave you a pleading gaze. “I’m growing impatient, Mr. Ketch,” Dr. Hess drawled out and you glared at her. Arthur sank down so he could be eye level with his son. He gazed into his (e/c) eyes and gave him a little smile. “Y/S/N,” Arthur began lowly so only you and Y/S/N could hear, “In a moment, I’m going to tell you to run. I need you to do so without question. Can you do that for me?”

"But my mom…“ You squeezed his shoulder and glanced up again. You saw Mick slowly reaching behind him. "I will protect your mother. I swear it. But for now, I need you to do exactly as I tell you.” Y/S/N looked up at you and you smiled at him. Then, he turned to Arthur and nodded. “Okay.” Arthur stood up and spoke a little louder. “Wonderful. Come along then.” Y/S/N let go of you to follow after his father.

Dr. Hess smiled wickedly again. She turned to enter the plane. She was almost there when she stopped and glanced back at Mick and two other Men of Letters. “Mr. Davies, Miss Y/L/N knows too much. Dispose of her.” Suddenly, the men whose names you didn’t know were at your side and grabbed your arms. Mick drew his gun out of the waistband of his trousers, aiming in your direction. “No!” you cried, fighting against them. Then, all hell broke loose.

"RUN!“ Arthur ordered, prompting your son to dart away from him. Dr. Hess attempted to catch the boy, but he was too quick for her. Arthur reached out and grabbed the older woman, holding his gun to her head. A shot rang out. You closed your eyes, knowing that it was the end for you or Dr. Hess after all. That is, until you felt your arm fall free. Your eyes opened. Mick’s gun was smoking slightly and he smiled at you.

"Let her go or the next one goes into Dr. Hess,” Arthur ordered. The second man let you go immediately. As soon as you could move, you turned to him and punched him dead in the face, effectively knocking him out. Now, it was three against one. “Thank you for sending everyone else out on that wild goose chase, Mick,” Arthur said, his eyes never leaving Dr. Hess.

"What are you doing, Mr. Ketch? You would betray me? The British Men of Letters? We gave you a home.“ Arthur laughed humorlessly. "A home? No. Y/N gave me a home. A family. You gave me a prison! Oh, an expensive education and all the deadly toys I could want, but I was a prisoner nonetheless. A prisoner in my own mind. I will never let you take my son. Not while you insist on those outdated and cruel practices.”

"You won’t get away with this disobedience, either of you. The founders will hear about this when I return to London and none of you will be safe.“ Arthur cocked his gun and prepared to fire. "Arthur, don’t,” you pleaded. He glanced at you from the corner of his eye. “She means what she says, Y/N. If I don’t kill her, they will come back for our son and we will all be dead.”

"You don’t want Y/S/N seeing you kill someone,“ you told him. Arthur’s expression actually changed. That was true. He didn’t want to scare his son, but he was also trying to protect him from becoming what they had turned Arthur into. "That won’t be necessary,” another voice spoke up. You saw the color drain from Dr. Hess’ face.

You glance over and saw Sam and Dean with a man you didn’t recognize. He wore an all black suit with a black button up and red tie. “Hello, love. Name’s Crowley and I’m here to help with your little problem.” Your brows furrowed. “We had a deal, Mr. Crowley,” Dr. Hess hissed and Crowley rolled his eyes. “Yes. I let you kill a bunch of useless demons and wounded hellhounds if you don’t cause trouble for me. Unfortunately for you, bringing the Winchesters right back to my front door causes a whole lot of trouble for me YOU BLOODY MORON!” You jumped at the sudden change in tone.

"Mom!“ Your son came running back over to you from his hiding place, frightened by the stranger. He wrapped his arms around you. "No need to be frightened of me. I’ll just collect Dr. Hess and be on my way.” Crowley snapped his fingers and disappeared, along with Dr. Hess. Arthur made his way over to you. “Are you alright?” he asked, his eyes scanning your face, seeing the blood. You nodded. “I’m fine. It’s not my blood.” Arthur visibly sighed. Then, you did something he didn’t expect. You threw your arms around his neck and hugged him close.

"I never should have doubted you,“ you whispered. Arthur could hear the tears in your voice. "You had every right to, Y/N. I’m not trustworthy.” He slowly let his arms wrap around you. You stayed that way until you felt something trying to squeeze between you. You pulled apart to look at your son. “You were right, Mom. Dad’s a hero. He saved us!”

"I had help, lad,“ Arthur admitted before turning to Mick and the Winchesters. "Thank you,” he told him. They all looked surprised to hear the sincerity in his voice. “Yes. Thank you for saving me and my son.” They all just smiled and turned to go back inside. “So, what happens now?” Y/S/N asked, prompting you and Arthur to look at each other. Your (e/c) meet his green-grey ones. In each other’s eyes, you could see the same question.

So what does happen now?

(a/n: What do you think?? I have a part 6 in mind, but it might take a little longer to get to it.)

Tagging: @brewsthespirit-blog @fairytalesexistxx @jotink78 @fairytale07 @stone-met @lpstreetsoldier13 @neverahdullmoment @kathieycarrerarosshley @natashacamillaus @dragia

#supernatural #spn #arthur ketch #arthur ketch x reader #arthur x reader #mr ketch #pt. 5

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rinislove-rinislife · 7 years

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Tagged again~

Tagged by @wintersoldier-barnes and @borntobexd thank you both! I love this kind of game :D RULES: choose any three fandoms (in random order) and answer the questions. Then tag some people

questions:

I choose:

OnS

Psycho Pass

Voltron

The first character you loved:

Ferid (of course~ ♡ )

Akane Tsunemori (first fem!chara who ever found favor in my sight~)

Lance XD like who wouldn’t really

The character you never expected to love so much:

Yuu-chaaaaaan~ ♡

Masaokaaaaa (mysweetsirwhyiloveyou)

Coran (seriously this guy is my role model)

The character you relate to the most:

very hard to choose... but I’d say Yuu again, for his sense of family and his dork side~

Ginoza, for his inflexibility and prejudices, and then his regrets and sadness

Hunk ♡ because this gentle giant can’t stop thinking about food xD

The character you´d slap:

Aoi (i love her but you don’t let your smol sister away to serve a any cause)

Mika ‘needs to chill’ Shimotsuki

No one, like really, not even the side characters (they’re all perfect~)

Three favourtie characters:

Ferid ferid ferid , Crowley and Yuu

Ginoza, Makishima and Akane

I’ll wait to see him officially but LOTOOOOOR Keith, Lance and all the galra Coran

A character you liked at first but not so much anymore:

N-No one?

Kirito Kamui

Zarkon, for his obsession caused his fall (you fool!)

A character you did not like at first, but they’ve grown on you:

Kureto, one does not simply resist Lord Eyebrows

Teppei Sugo (aawww soooon soooo sorry for this)

Allura (my sweet lady im so sorry for this too ilu now)

3 OTP

Ferid’s arm x sword XD nah, YuuNoa yay

Ginoza x depression sorry not sorry

Shallura

THAT WAS AWESOME!!

tagging: @shira-san-ni @elyon-kurae @valikaan @gabrielilla2000 @queenkazma anyone, feel free to ignore or whatever but this is epic xD

#tagged #I was tagged #tag game #tagging #owari no seraph #psycho pass #Voltron legendary defender

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meganlpie · 7 years

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For the Best pt. 4 - Ketch

Here’s part 4!! I do not own ANY Supernatural character. They belong to the creators of the show. As per your requests, it’s a little glimpse into Ketch’s POV!

Part 1, part 2, part 3

Warnings: Angst!!! Typical Supernatural angst. Violence, death, demons. And it’s pretty long.

Pairings: Mick Davies x fem!Winchester reader, Arthur Ketch x fem!Winchester reader, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Crowley

You leaned up and kissed Mick fully on the lips. You had missed the feeling of his lips on yours for so long. It was so familiar to you, that you quickly got lost in it. Your brothers left in a hurry, but Ketch stood there for another moment, his hands balled into fists.

Ketch stalked out of the room, fuming. He had been so close. Over the three years since you'd left Mick, Ketch had found himself growing close to you in ways he'd never expected. At first, he tried to push it away. He threw himself into hunts and found various women to warm his bed. Anything to help him forget about his growing feelings for you. Nothing worked.

When he realized there was no way he was going to get you out of his system, Ketch knew he'd have to have you. He'd have to tell you how he felt. He thought he had plenty of time. Until Mick showed up in your lives again. At first, when Ketch saw Julia, he'd breathed a sigh of relief. Then, Mick had shown him how much in love with you he still was and forced Ketch's hand. That's why he kissed you.

Ketch's fury ebbed a bit as he thought about the kiss. It was everything he'd expected. Everything he'd been obsessing about for years. Then Mick came in and ruined it all. Now, not only did Ketch have a broken nose and black eye, he also lost you before he even had a chance to really love you. Still, Ketch knew there was nothing he could do about it. You loved Mick and that was all there was to it. Ketch would either have to find a way to deal with it or find a way to steal you from Mick.

He quickly shook that thought away. He knew it would make you unhappy and he couldn't stand that. A year or so before, your happiness would have meant nothing to Ketch, but now? Now it was really all he cared about besides hunting. Ketch returned to his room, sitting up the rest of the night, grateful that his room was not next to yours. He knew that you and Mick would spend the rest of the night making up for lost time.

Ketch couldn't even escape in his dreams. You were part of every second of them. They started out wonderful for Ketch. He had you in his arms, kissing you deeply, just like he'd wanted. As the night went on, the dreams changed. Now, you were glaring at him from the safety and comfort of Mick's arms. You kept telling him over and over that you didn't love him and you never would. When Ketch finally wrenched himself out of the dream, he felt like he hadn't slept at all.

He got out of bed, splashed some water on his face and walked toward the kitchen. He nearly groaned when he saw you and Mick sitting there, coffee mugs in hand. Mick at least had the decency to look away from the damage he'd done to Ketch's face. You however, gave Ketch a smile, not knowing what it did to the man. Knowing that you were less than fifteen feet from him and he couldn't have you angered him.

Before Ketch could say anything, Sam came in. "Hey, we got a case. Mom called and needs our help." Ketch jumped at the chance for a hunt. Anything to get away from you and Mick. Unfortunately for him Sam looked at you. "All hands on deck for this one, Y/N." You nodded, drained your coffee and got up. "Okay. I'll meet you guys at the Impala." Mick stood with you and followed you to your room.

"I'm going to stay behind. Hold down the fort. Send Castiel if you need my presence," he told you and you agreed. It had been years since he last hunted and he knew he'd make too many mistakes, likely getting someone killed. "Okay." He kissed you and wished you luck before you grabbed up your gear and headed for the garage. Mick stood in the doorway of the bedroom as Ketch walked past. "Ketch, mate." The man in question stopped and Mick said, "Take care of her." With a nod of his head, Ketch followed after you.

What should have been a simple hunt for so many hunters turned in to a disaster rather quickly. It turned out that demons were leaving Hell in droves, killing and possessing people at their leisure. Your small group of hunters was outnumbered and separated. Somehow, you'd ended up in a different home with Ketch, hunting down one of the demons.

Ketch made the mistake of letting you go upstairs alone to look for the demon. He had just cleared the downstairs when he heard the ruckus above him. Taking the stairs two at a time, Ketch followed the sound to a back bedroom. He opened the door to see the demon's host body on the floor and you standing there covered in blood.

"Y/N? Are you alright?" You turned to him with a sickening grin that made Ketch's blood run cold. "She's a fighter, this one." Your voice didn't sound like you. "Y/N?" Your grin widened and your eyes flashed black. "I'm afraid little Y/N is indisposed at the moment." Ketch's brows furrowed in confusion for a moment. You had an anti-possession tattoo. It should have been impossible for the demon to use you. Then he remembered that your tattoo had been burned during your last witch hunt.

Ketch was usually a kill first, ask questions later kind of guy, but this was you. He didn't want to kill you. "Ooooh, she's got some interesting thoughts up here. Particularly you and Mick. She loves you two. Funny how you're going to be the one to kill her. Which is a shame because I kinda like this meat suit."

Ketch ground his teeth together before he started chanting the exorcism he knew by heart. "Uh-uh," the demon taunted in your voice. She...you held up your angel blade and pointed in at your stomach. "You wouldn't want me to hurt her, would you? You can finish your exorcism and send me back to Hell, but poor little Y/N is going to come with me." Ketch stopped. For once, he really had no idea what to do.

"That's better. Now, you're going to let me leave and maybe, just maybe, I'll let you have your pretty lady back when I find an even better meat suit." The demon moved to pass by, but Ketch grabbed hold of her/your arm. "No." The demon cocked her head to the side. "No? You would hurt her? Kill her?" Ketch clenched his jaw and through gritted teeth, he replied, "Yes. My job is to kill monsters, and that includes you. Whether you are using Y/N's body is irrelevant."

Without another word, Ketch grabbed a hold of your neck and began chanting the exorcism again. The demon wasted no time carrying out her threat. She stabbed you in the stomach with your angel blade. Your body crumpled to the floor as the demon was forced back to Hell. "Y/N?!" Ketch scooped you up and carried you from the house. To his surprise, Mick was there with Sam and Dean.

"What the bloody hell happened?!" Mick cried when he saw you in Ketch's arms. "What are you doing here?" Mick didn't answer. He rushed forward and took you from Ketch. He sank to the ground. "We were worried that we hadn't heard from you. You weren't answering your phones so I sent Cas after Mick while we came here," Sam replied.

"Castiel, please!" Mick shouted. He held your body close to him, rocking back and forth. Castiel squatted down next to him and placed his fingers on your forehead. Nothing. "I'm sorry..." Mick looked up at him in disbelief. "No! No! There must be something you can do! I can't bloody lose her again! Not now." Mick's blue eyes met Dean's and he saw the tears streaming down the elder Winchester's face. "There isn't anything I can do. She's gone."

Mick laid you down on the ground and stood. He faced Ketch, fire in his eyes. "What did you do?!" he yelled, grabbing Ketch by the lapels of his suit. Ketch grabbed Mick's arms. "I had no choice. She was possessed. The demon stabbed her with her angel blade when I tried to perform the exorcism. It was either exorcise the demon or let it walk free in Y/N's body."

"You should have left it!" Ketch shoved Mick's hands off of him. "And let her spend the rest of her life as a demon's skin?! NO! She wouldn't want that. For someone who claims to love her, you should know that." Sam came up and stepped between them. "Guys! This isn't helping!" His own eyes were burning with unshed tears. "Moose is right. However, I know something that might." The four men and the angel all turned toward the familiar voice. "Crowley?!"

(a/n: I could leave it there or I could write a 5th part. It’s up to you!)

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meganlpie · 7 years

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Her Boys

Requested by @theleaguewhoalwayslocked: If requests are still open, may I ask about Crowley oneshot? Where the reader’s a bit goofy and geeky. And they are usually soft but one day there is a threat on a hunt (maybe Abbadon? But the threat is up to you) and the reader is very furious, and became overprotective of her “boys”, which include her protecting Crowley. And this fact alone made Crowley act all sweeter around reader. (I am just a HUGE sucker for a Crowley fluff) Thanks honey! ♥

Here you are, lovely! I do not own Crowley, the Winchesters or Abbadon. They belong to the creators of Supernatural.

Warnings: Mentions of violence, blood and injuries. Fluff

Pairings: Crowley x fem!reader, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Abbadon.

Crowley glanced down at his ringing phone. The words “Not Moose” flashed across the screen and Crowley stifled a groan. Composing himself quickly, he answered. “Squirrel.” He could practically feel Dean’s glare through the phone and the thought made him smile. “We need you to locate some demons for us.” Crowley scoffed. Of course Dean would need a favor. “Now why would I do that? So you can hurt more of my minions? I don’t think so.” He was about to hang up when Dean said something to make him stop. “They took Y/N.”

In an instant, Crowley was in the motel room with Sam and Dean. “What do you mean they took Y/N? My minions are under strict orders not to…” he trailed off as realization struck. “Abbadon.” Since Abbadon had returned, Crowley’s demons had been betraying him left and right, including trying to harm the Winchesters and you despite Crowley’s orders. “I’ll see what I can find. Until then, don’t do anything stupid,” Crowley told Sam and Dean before vanishing once more.

It didn’t take long for Crowley to figure out where you were. You were surrounded by demons and Abbadon was there. The demons Crowley could handle mostly on his own. Abbadon was a different story. He snapped back to the motel and informed Sam and Dean of your whereabouts. “Can you snap us there, Crowley? We have to get there fast before they really hurt Y/N. We can’t lose her.” Crowley consented and a moment later, all three men where outside the building Abbadon was holding you in.

They made their way inside slowly, trying not to alert the demons to their presence. Dean’s eyes widened when his gaze finally found you form. You were strapped to a chair, your head down and your body shaking. There was blood staining your Captain America t-shirt and your jeans. The men could see where you’d been stabbed and sliced multiple times and they lost all sense of control. They all went barreling in, ready to save you. They just had to. You weren’t cut out to handle all those demons by yourself.

They managed to take out a few demons before Abbadon used her powers to throw them against a wall and pinned them there. She unbound you from your chair and forced you to your feet. “So, which one of your little friends should I kill first? The bookworm? The muscle? Or the former King of Hell?” Abbadon taunted and you picked your head up to look at your boys. Something flashed behind your eyes that boys had never seen before.

Without saying a word, you reared your head back into Abbadon’s nose. In her surprise, she let you go. You grabbed the angel blade that Sam had dropped and took out a few more demons. “NO ONE MESSES WITH MY BOYS!” you growled. Abbadon was so distracted by your quick show of temper and fighting she accidentally let her guard down. The boys and Crowley slid down the wall, but were all too surprised to do anything. Not that they needed to. Abbadon had disappeared and you were free.

You sank to your knees, breathing heavily. Crowley was the first to your side. “Are you alright, love?” You nodded and, with a cheeky smile replied, “Oh yeah. I feel saint like.” Crowley arched a brow and your grin widened. “You know, holy.” You pointed to one of your stab wounds. Crowley rolled his eyes. “Did you just bloody quote Harry Potter?” You chuckled weakly. Now that your adrenaline was gone, you were feeling the effects of your injuries. “Come on, love. Let’s get you fixed up.” Sam and Dean exchanged a glance at how gentle Crowley was being with you, but didn’t protest when he snapped you all back to the motel.

Crowley wasn’t sure why he was being so careful either. He only knew that he felt the need to protect you like you protected him. You had included him as one of “your boys” and that was surprising to him. He didn’t think you cared about him. He laid you down on the bed and pushed a strand of your hair from your face. “Where’s your winged friend, boys? I think she could use him right about now.”

"Uh, yeah…I’ll go call Cas,“ Dean said, still unsure about Crowley’s behavior. He stepped outside and Sam followed suit, probably to talk about it. Crowley didn’t care. He was more concerned about you. "What’s up, Crowley? You’re being unusually sweet,” you asked, your voice barely above a whisper. “You saved us all, Y/N even me when you didn’t need to. It’s no secret that there is no love between the Winchesters and myself. ” You smiled softly. “Crowley, no matter how much you try to make us believe it, you’re not all bad. You have your good points too. That’s what I saved. The little bit of humanity that’s still inside you. Deep, deep…deep down.” Crowley laughed. He opened his mouth to reply, but he saw your eyes closed.

Outside the room, he heard Castiel’s voice. After making sure the boys weren’t coming in yet, Crowley leaned down and pressed a kiss to your forehead. “Sleep well, love,” he whispered before snapping his fingers and disappearing.

When you woke up, the room was dark. You sat up and stretched carefully. Cas’ healing had done miracles. You felt like a new woman. You ran your fingers through your hair and turned on the bedside lamp. On the table, there was a single red rose and a note that read:

Thank you.

-C

It didn’t take you long to figure out that the “C” stood for Crowley. You smiled at the kind gesture and you knew you’d been right. There was good in him and you couldn’t wait to see more of that side of him.

(a/n: I hope you like it!!)

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