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mingkittish · 2 years

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Episode seventeen

Cassey was the first one to wake up, again… She looked around the room and thinking about the couples there. And how she couldn’t wait to get out of that place. Arjun woke up next to her. He asked if Cassey’s mind had changed but, no such luck. He went back to sleep, well he tried to. Because Priya shouted that she got a text. It was the last day at Casa Amor for the girls. And the Casa boys prepared a special brunch for them to impress them one last time. In the evening they get choose whether they want to stick or switch.

Back at the Villa it was Bobby who woke up first. He was still sleeping outside on the day beds and to his surprise, so was Noah in the bed next to him. Noah told him that he didn’t know why he waited so long to also sleep outside. They both walked over to the kitchen and hear a shout from upstairs it was Henrik that got the text about it being the last day for the Casa girls to make a final good impression on the boys with a special brunch (but It wasn’t anything fancy like Casa Amor did).

Back at Casa the girls all got ready and went outside to lawn where the boys standing wearing tight speedos and and a bow tie around their necks. Lottie noticed Arjun wasn’t waving Cassey over and asked if she wanted to have her brunch with one over the other guys. Cassey asked if they didn’t mind, they we okay with and Cassey chose Kassam. Because she felt most comfortable with him wearing the magic Mike outfit. She walked over to his table and he was a bit surprised by it. But then he smirked as she walked over to him

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*Kassam started to sit down, then stopped and waited for Cassey*

Kassam: After you… *Cassey sits down and he laid a napkin over her knees* What can I get you?

Cassey: Just tea and toast, please?

Kassam: Huh. I didn’t see you as going for the low-key option? I was kinda hoping you’d be up for something a bit more fancy.

Cassey: I’m not really that hungry to be fair.

Kassam: Really? Oh well, I’ll be right back.

After a while, Kassam come back with a plate full of food enough for the both of them, so that they could chat for a while.

Kassam: I didn’t realise you wanted to spend time with me?

Cassey: Yeah… don’t flatter yourself, I only picked you because you’re the only one I’m comfortable with looking like, this… *she gestures at Kassam’s “outfit”, he raised an eyebrow*

Kassam: Maybe I should be flattered, since you think I’m the only one that looks good in this? *He smirked*

Cassey: I said I was comfortable with it, I didn’t say you looked good… *she teased back*

Kassam: Right… Just a few moments ago you said I looked gorgeous, so… *he smirked at Cassey, she blushed*

They started to have a light conversation. Kassam asked Cassey how she was finding casa and couldn’t believe it’s almost over. Cassey told him that all she wants to do is get back because she misses the boys.

Kassam: What kind of music do you usually listen to, what’s your fav genre?

Cassey: Oh, uhm…? I don’t really listen to genres, I listen to songs and that could be from any kind of genre, to be honest. But if I had to pick one, it would probably be pop music.

Kassam: Of course…

Cassey: Or classic rock, maybe? I also really love listening to old rock music. *Cassey giggles, Kassam smiles at her*

Kassam: What about techno? Do you also listen to that?

Cassey: Oh god no! *Kassam looks shocked* I prefer trance *now he looks surprised* you know, music you can actually dance to… *and now he looks offended, he puts his hand on his heart, with a hurtful look on his face*

Kassam: Ouch… I have to say, I didn’t expect you to be into trance music?

Cassey: Really? I practically come from the land where trance dj’s are born!

Kassam: Sweden? *Cassey looks confused*

Cassey: Huh? No… but, I could understand why you would think that… *She thinks for a bit* okay, who’s the number one DJ at the moment?

Kassam: Uhm… that would be Martin Garrix.

Cassey: Oh, really? I thought it was Armin van Buuren?

Kassam: No, he hasn’t been for a while actually… He’s still really good though.

Cassey: Oh well… it doesn’t matter Martin Garrix is also Dutch, so… where does he come from?

Kassam: Well, you just said he’s Dutch (which I knew by the way) but that would mean he come from Holland?

Cassey: It’s the Netherlands…

Kassam: Huh?

Cassey: The country is not called Holland anymore. It’s actually the Netherlands. But people don’t really know what country you’re talking about, when you say the Netherlands, so you then you’ll say Holland and they still don’t get it!? So then you’ll say Amsterdam! And that’s when they go ‘Aha!’ Like they think Amsterdam is the name of the country when it’s not! It’s the name of our capital city, but everyone always wants to visit Amsterdam? We’ve got other cities you know?! Like Utrecht, Den Bosch, Groningen or Maastricht! But not Almere… that’s fucking boring, it’s the city where I’m from btw… *Kassam looks at Cassey in utter shock, Cassey blushes, as she just realised she ranted to him about a little country called the Netherlands* sorry… I didn’t mean to give you a geography lesson about the country I’m from… *she looks down and then up at him again, letting out a shy smile, Kassam smiles at her and even let’s out a chuckle*

Kassam: You know what Cassey, you’re a pretty funny person. I really like your vibe.

Cassey: Uh… thanks I guess? I also like yours. *She smiled at him*

End scene:

Cassey and Kassam’s conversation got interrupted by a loud squeal. Apparently Felix got down on one knee and “proposing” to Priya to take her back to the Villa. She turned him down then took a fruit tart and pied Felix in the face.

Bobby: Oof, poor guy…

Cassey: Yup, It was really brave of him.

Bobby: And you!?

Cassey: What about me?

Bobby: You and Your conversation with that Kassam guy? It kinda looked like he really started to fancy you?

Cassey: What?! No… I don’t think he fancied me?

Bobby: Babe, he literally just told you, that you look fitter in person!

Cassey: That doesn’t necessarily have to mean he fancies me?

Bobby: No… but it was your conversation afterwards that he realised you are actually a pretty fun person to be around.

Cassey: Oh well… it’s not like I would’ve taken him back if he did, I would’ve just told him the same thing I told Arjun. ‘I want to be with, Bobby’. *She smirked at Bobby, who beamed at her and cuddled her tightly again*

Bobby: Stop it, you’re going to make me emotional again… *He blushed, she giggled and nuzzled him*

They continue watching…

Back at the Villa, it was chaos. The casa girls were packing up there belongings as it was almost time for the stick and switch. Later that day, everyone gathered around the fire pit. Noah was up first. His speech was short and sweet and just told everyone he’s sticking with Priya. Next up was Ibrahim and he told everyone how he hasn’t had any luck yet with finding the perfect someone until now, and switched with Shannon. After him was Henrik’s turn. He told everyone how this was a pretty hard decision to make, but that he didn’t want to take any risk of possibly being left single so he switched with Blake. Bobby looked disappointed and Gary frowned at Henrik shaking his head. Then it was Bobby’s turn. And he told everyone that he’s sticking with Marisol because there’s actually another back at the Villa he really want’s to be with. Next up was Gary and his speech was also short and see and told everyone he’s sticking with Chelsea. Then is was Jakub’s turn. Siobhan had a very cocky look on her face and flicked her hair, confident that Jakub was going to pick her. Emily just looked at him with disgust. When Jakub told that he was sticking with Hope, everyone was shocked. Siobhan didn’t took it very well… and stormed off!

Scene:

Siobhan: I cannot fucking believe this?!! You’re sticking with that bitch?!

Noah: Hey now!

Siobhan: Oh, shut it! How could you fucking do this to me?! This is so fucking humiliating!!! Urgh!!! *Siobhan stormed off, some of the girls followed her*

After that everyone else also left the fire pit. A couple of the boys have gathered in the kitchen. And Siobhan was tearing the bedroom down after while she calmed a bit down in the living room. Emily approached her saying that she understand how she felt.

Scene:

Emily: It’s alright, hun. I know how you feel.

Siobhan: How could you possibly know how I feel you were only with him one night. *she said snarky and walked of your the kitchen, where the boys were, and Shannon and Blake. they all looked at her taken aback a bit. She grabbed a wooden spoon out of Bobby’s hands and walked over to the pool and threw it in*

Bobby: Oi! What have cooking utensils ever done to you?! *she gave Bobby a death stare and he immediately backed up, went back to the kitchen and took all the other utensils out of the drawer and placed it somewhere safe*

Then Noah got a text saying that, the girls who weren’t picked needed to leave the Villa and the others went on a little “field trip” for some R&R before returning back to the Villa.

End scene:

Cassey: Oh wow!? That was… that was something? And poor you! *Cassey snuggled Bobby*

The continued watching…

After the girls said their goodbyes to the casa boys they arrived back at the Villa, except… the place was empty. A couple girls wanted to snoop around the other just wanted to chill before the evening, Cassey decided to do the same. After a while, it was time to get ready for the girls stick or switch.

The girls and the Casa boys have gathered around the fire pit. The first one up was Marisol and she obviously switched with Graham. Next was Priya and she decided to stick with Noah, then was Lottie and she also decided to stick with Ibrahim. Then it was Cassey’s turn and she decided to stick with Henrik (she said Henrik but it’s pretty clear she ment Bobby). After was Chelsea’s turn and she choose to switch with Elijah. And last but not t not least was Hope and she chose to stick with Jakub. After the stick or switch everyone got to say their goodbyes to the remaining boy’s.

And then! It was time for a reunion!

Hope was really nervous and grab Cassey’s hand tightly. Then, one by one the Villa boys arrived at the fire pit. The first one was Noah and he came by himself. Next up was Gary who also was alone

then Ibrahim came over together with Shannon. And then! Then it was Bob who came over, single and ready to mingle (as he said it) His face lighted up when he saw Cassey sitting alone.

Bobby: My heart was literally pounding out of y chest, when I walked over to the fire pit. And then I saw you, sitting there. Alone! And I felt such a relief and most of all joy! I couldn’t believe it?!

Cassey: Well, my heart also was filled with joy when I saw you, especially when you said you owed it to me that you sticked.

Bobby: Of course, babe! You’re the only one that I wanted to be with. And I was so certain you would’ve found someone else who’s better than me?

Cassey: Really?! After all we’ve been through? Bobby, I could never! You were always my number guy at the Villa. And you still are obviously. *she puts her arms around Bobby’s neck and kisses him on the cheek and snuggles him* I love you, so so much. *Bobby smiled at her*

Bobby: I love you too. *he gaven her a gentle kiss on the lips*

The continued watching…

So after Bobby. Came Jakub and he came was alone. And then came Henrik… and he came together with Blake.

Bobby: Oh? They made that a cliffhanger? I guess we’ll just have to watch the next episode to see what happens? *He said jokingly*

Cassey: We already know what happened and it was embarrassing! For me at least…

Bobby: What no it wasn’t? I thought you were happy for Henrik?

Cassey: I was! I didn’t mind that he came with Blake. Because, I didn’t really cared…It was what happened after that, when Chelsea said we were alike? That was weird for me. And to top it off Blake being all condescending to me, saying I “try to hard” and that it isn’t Henrik’s type? *Bobby goes quiet for a bit and thoughtfully looks at Cassey*

Bobby: That really bothered you?

Cassey: Yeah… kinda? I thought it was weird, how she was all like I’m sorry we’re meeting like this and next she all like. ‘DoNt CoMpAiRe Me To CaSsEy!’ Isn’t that weird to you?

Bobby: I suppose? I never really payed attention to that, because I was thinking selfishly about how I could get back with you. Because Henrik was with Blake and Marisol with Graham.

Cassey: Oh really? *she looked at him pleased, Bobby nod’s*

End of part three

#fanfic #litg bobby #love island the game #litg fanfic #litg s2 #to be continued #cringe #head canon #there will be more #casa amor #litg gary #litg hope #litg lottie #litg noah #litg priya #what i like to think what happened #different perspective #litg kassam

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cristinabcn · 1 year

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LA VIDA EN ROSA: TWO LIVES "ALICIA FLORES"

DOS VIDAS: ALICIA FLORES NIDIA SANCHEZ – Prensa Especializada, Periodista Writer, Mexican, National Prize at the XII Ramón López Velarde Floral Games (2019), with eight published novels, among which is A portraitist in the court of Enrique VIII, which was among the ten most read in Mexico in 2009, and which has brought him many satisfactions, including the second edition in Spain of this novel…

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blindmanspuff · 1 year

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Casa Cuevas Sangre Nueva Toro - Blind Cigar Review

Casa Cuevas Sangre Nueva Toro - Blind #Cigar Review @CasaCuevasCigar #cigars #blindmanspuff #SmokeBlind

Cigar Info Last year at the 2022 PCA trade show, Casa Cuevas showed off a new cigar, Casa Cuevas Sangre Nueva. Sangre Nueva translates from Spanish to “New Blood.” This is the cigar blended solely by Alec Cuevas, son of company President Luis Cuevas Jr. and grandson of Master Blender Luis Cuevas Sr., marking the next generation of cigar maker for the company, or new blood. It started shipping to…

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#Alec Cuevas #Angel M.#Cameroon #Casa Cuevas #Chris M.#Dominican Republic #Noah S.#Randy B.#Sangre Nueva #Sean F.#Tabacalera Las Lavas S.R.L.#Toro

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quetzalnoah · 6 months

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Desde hace unos días le invitó un café a la tristeza para que platiquemos de sus problemas. Le gusta mucho quedarse y llegar de forma repentina a mi casa. A veces hablamos de lo rápido que pasa el tiempo y de los que se nos están yendo. También le cuento que últimamente siento que algo me fue arrebatado y me resulta más fácil encontrarme y saber lo que busco.

Hoy ya no busco mucho, porque en teoría, todo lo tengo, pero que mi espíritu alberga la derrota de la ilusión. Tal vez estoy equivocado, tal vez hice todo mal desde un principio pero no me quedaba de otra más que avanzar. Esperé mucho tiempo para no darme por vencido y ahora mis ojos incrédulos no calcan el más mínimo ánimo por las utopías.

Extraño no saber quién soy, desvelarme en búsqueda de alguna respuesta, escribir seduciendo al infinito y que las canciones tengan una frase que me reviva.

La poesía nunca me ha abandona, aún siento estar en una gran deuda con ella. No sé si ya escribí mi mejor poema pero se fuga mi época, me convenzo que mi momento ya fue y debo dejar de aferrarme a éste lugar y no ser como Memo Ochoa en la selección, tener honor y alentar bajo la experiencia que me abrió el camino. Hay que darle la bienvenida a las nuevas mentes inquietas, a los corazones confundidos, a los intensos que no han encontrado el amor propio y a los que aman a la menor provocación.

Últimamente escribir es un constante viaje al pasado, buscando detalles inconclusos, partes de mis historias que me ayuden a pegar otras. Como un collage de vivencias y viajes que va cubriendo mis cicatrices. Y en el intento por conocerme, me doy cuenta que sigo sin saber lo que quiero y a dónde voy. Todo el tiempo marchita y renace un capullo del universo dentro de nosotros.

Cuadernos viejos, Quetzal Noah

#letras #frases #poetas #amor #literatura #cita #citas propias #citas #arte #poemas #escribir #escritura #tristeza

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telekineticseance · 11 months

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STUDY BUDDIES

pairing: ted logan x afab! reader

summary: your teacher gives you the assignment of tutoring one of the dumbest kids in school

genre: smut

word count: 1895

cw: p in v, dick riding

author’s note: this is mainly for @animulnitrate because they asked so nicely and they're my roomie so i can't say no

“Help out Ted Logan? The guy who thinks Joan of Arc is Noah’s wife?” You asked your teacher, you couldn’t believe what you were hearing. You were usually fine with tutoring others but when it came to Ted Logan, it was a lost cause. He barely knew basic math, spending hours with him trying to teach him history would be a nightmare.

“Yes..I know it’ll be hard at first but he needs to pass this exam or else he’s not passing the year and he’ll have to repeat a grade.” Mr.Ryan, your history teacher, explained to you He knew how bad Ted was and Ted’s best friend Bill was just as bad. You couldn’t imagine being in his shoes and having to teach not one of them, but both of them, at the same time. You let out a sigh of agreement and nodded before walking out of the class running into Ted at the end of the hallway.

“Whoa hey there Dudette! Gotta watch where you’re going.” He said, his hands holding onto your arms as he looked down at you with a grin on his face. You scoffed slightly at him while rolling your eyes and brushing his hands away. “Look Logan, I’ve been given the task of tutoring you tonight in preparation for your exam.”

Ted chuckled while nodding his head, his hair bouncing in the process, “Well alright! Alone time with a babe like you? I’m so down!” You hid back a giggle, as he smiled down at you. “Uh yeah..right. So do you want to study at your place?” You asked him.

“My place sounds sick!” You nodded as he gave you his address and the two of you parted ways before you went to the rest of your classes.

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You walked up the steps to Ted’s front door and knocked gently, while holding onto the bag on your shoulder with your other hand. You heard footsteps run down the stairs before a loud bang on the door and the door opened revealing a disheveled Ted with one of those grins on his face, “My savior! Come in.” He said, moving to the side so you can walk in. You walk past him, looking around at the decorations, expecting to see something the total opposite than the preppy vibes you were viewing.

Ted lightly grabbed your arm and led you up the stairs, “Come on we can go to my room!” He ran up the stairs with you closely behind before leading you to a bedroom which was a lot more like you expected. The bed was unmade with posters plastered in random spots all over the walls of different movies and rock bands. Including some homemade posters of something called Wyld Stallyns. He stood in front of you throwing his arms in the air, “Presenting tu casa!”

You paused looking at him, “Actually..” You started before he dropped his hands and raised his eyebrow and you stopped, “Nevermind. Yes this is tu casa.” He grinned while nodding again before sitting down on his bed with a plop and you took your bag off your shoulder, sitting next to him before pulling out books. You sat your history book in your lap, opening it to a page before turning to him, “Okay so I thought I would start with the beginning and then just going through at whatever pace is more comfortable for you?” You asked him, looking over as he looked down at the book in your lip while nodding.

As the two of you looked through the book, Ted would inch closer to where your legs would be touching and you’d scoot away a little more. He would also move his hand close to yours as you held the pages open, lightly stroking his pinky against your hand in the process. Every time he’d try you would awkwardly clear your throat and move away from him, but he’d just go back to trying. Eventually Ted took a deep breath before looking at you, “You know…you’re quite the babe.”

You raised an eyebrow, looking at him as he grinned that same grin he’s had practically all night. “Thank..you?” His eyes widened a little bit and he shifted his position to look at you more, “No what I meant was you’re bodacious! Uh..a sight to see! Hot!” You couldn’t help but let out a giggle at his actions, he wasn’t smart but you did think he was cute at times. He blushed slightly, looking back down at the book, pointing at a picture of Napoleon, “Who’s the guy with the funny hat?”

You started to tell him the history of Napoleon Bonaparte and the French Revolution as he listened closely, nodding while you talked. Eventually you were interrupted by Ted moving in close, kissing you deeply. Your eyes widened as you pulled away and looked at him, “Oh I’m sorry.” He apologized, putting his hand over his mouth. You sat there in shock before leaning in and kissing him yourself. He slowly moved his hand up to your arms, stroking them as the two of you kissed. Your hands gripped onto the black vest he was always wearing as you deepened the kiss.

He pulled away, his lips a dark shade of pink from the kiss as he looked down at you, “Whoa.” He grinned as he slowly opened his eyes, almost as if he were in a trance. You felt your face heat up as you nodded. He bit his bottom lip slightly looking in your eyes, as his hand lightly stroked your cheek. “Can we do that again?” He asked gently, leaning closer again. You nodded, caressing his cheek before kissing him again. You repositioned yourself, letting the history book fall to the floor as you sat in front of him on your knees.

Both of your hands were on the sides of his face, while his hands moved to your waist. Your tongue explored his mouth as he let out a few hums during the kiss. You slipped off the vest from his torso, and started to pull at his shirt before he put his hands on yours, pulling away. “I can’t.” He whispered against your lips. You pulled your hands away and distanced yourself from him, “Oh.”

“No no I want to,” He corrected before thinking for a minute, “But I just…I wouldn’t know what to do.” He mumbled, looking down at his lap, picking at one of the patches on his shorts. Did he mean? You lifted his face, looking into his eyes, “Have you done anything like this before?” He shook his head, looking into your eyes. You thought for a minute before moving close to him, “I can teach you..if you’d want.”

He smiled as he looked at you, “You would?” You nodded slowly as he nodded back, “Okay!” You giggled while rolling your eyes playfully before kissing him again, leaning him back against the headboard. You straddled his lap, moving your hands to start pulling off the shirt again. He moved his hands to your waist, pulling you close to him. Your hands moved to your own shirt, pulling it over your head as Ted watched, his eyes widening once he saw you in your bra. His gaze lingered on your chest, “Do you want me to take this off too?” You asked him, tracing your fingers along the lace of your bra. He gulped, nodding slowly as you unclasped your bra, pulling it off and putting it next to the two of you.

His eyes stayed focused on your chest, as you felt his length growing against your crotch. You bit your bottom lip before Ted leaned in, placing wet kisses on your chest before placing his lips on your nipple. Lightly sucking and biting on it, causing you to let out a moan. Your fingers tangled into his hair before he pulled away and looked up at you, “Is this okay?” You nodded slowly and he moved his mouth to your other nipple before repeating the process.

You moved your hips, grinding your crotch against his. He pulled his mouth away, letting out a breath of air while closing his eyes tight from the feeling. He looked up at you, his lids barely open. You bit your bottom lip before removing yourself from his lip and starting to pull off his shorts. You were slightly confused from the layering he was doing as when you pulled down the shorts, he had a pair of gray sweats on underneath. He bit his bottom lip, “They’re comfier than boxers.” He said softly.

You nodded, pulling down the sweats, revealing his growing length. He bit his bottom lip when he noticed you staring. He was definitely above average and you couldn’t help but let your gaze linger. You slowly pulled off your panties from underneath your skirt and threw them onto the floor before straddling Ted’s lap again. You could see the sweat beads from his forehead as he looked up at you, “Are you sure you want this?” You asked him, your hand caressing his face. He nodded slowly, “I-I’m just nervous. You’re really really pretty.”

You giggled slightly at him before kissing him deeply, moving your to the base of his cock, stroking him gently. He let out a gasp into the kiss, followed by a soft groan. You positioned the tip to your throbbing clit before lowering yourself down, He buried his head into your chest, letting out a small whimper as you continued moving your hips against him. He leaned his head back against the headboard, biting his bottom lip as you slid up and down on his length.

A mixture of moans and whimpers escaped his lips as you continued moving, rocking your hips in the process. You dug your nails into his chest, as his grip tightened on your hips. He thrusted his hips up causing you to let out a moan, throwing your head back in pleasure. Ted opened his eyes partially, watching you before leaning back and starting to kiss on your chest again, leaving marks all the way from your neck down.

Your hips moved in sync with one another as you felt Ted’s stomach tighten from underneath you before his eyebrows furrowed, “I-I’m cl- hmm.” He interrupted his sentence with a hum, throwing his head back against the headboard once more. You leaned down and pressed your lips to his once you felt yourself starting to reach your own high. Ted let out a small gasp as you felt his tip twitch , the two of you releasing at the same time. You rode out your high, practically sinking onto his chest, feeling the energy evaporate from your body. Ted’s face was flushed a deep shade of pink and his hair was sticking to his forehead from the sweat. You pulled yourself off of him, sitting on the bed next to him while processing the events that just happened.

“That was..” You started, “Excellent?” Ted said, looking at you.

You giggled slightly in response, “Sure. Let’s go with excellent.”

“Can we do it again?” He asked, his hand snaking around your waist as he buried his face in your neck. You nodded, knowing the two of you probably wouldn’t be getting much more tutoring done for the night.

#this was fun #thanks bestie for suggesting this #ted logan #ted theodore logan #bill and ted's excellent adventure #ted logan x reader #ted logan smut

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axel-tiredstudent · 8 months

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Eternity by your side ❤️

This took way longer than I expected but I'm just soooo happy with the result 🥰🥰

The paintings/photographies I've used as background in chronological order below the cut!

'Pillars of Creation (NIRCam Compass Image' taken by the James Webb Space Telescope

'The Garden of Earthly Delights' by Hieronymus Bosch

'Noah's Ark' by Edward Hicks

'When the Morning Stars Sang Together' by William Blake

'Cristo de San Juan de la Cruz' by Salvador Dalí

'Roman fresco with banquet scene from Casa del Casti Amanti (IX 12, 6-8) in Pompeii'

'King Arthur' by Charles Ernest Butler

'London from Southwark' (painter unknown)

'La liberté guidant le peuple' by Eugène Delacroix

'The Cemetery Entrance' by Caspar David Friedrich

'London: The Old Horse Guards from St James's Park' by Canaletto

'St Paul's from Cannon Street' by Ernest Boye Uden

'Piccadilly Circus' by L. S. Lowry

'London, Sun Breaking Through the Fog' by Claude Monet

#my art #art #fanart #good omens #art video #crowley x aziraphale #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #ineffable partners #ineffable spouses #good omens spoilers

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shadowbutterfly0 · 1 month

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Lets make a list and for each letter you say s song. Here's mine:

A: Alaska - Toby Green remix by Toby Green and Maggie Rogers

B: Blush by Wolf Alice

C: Clearest Blue by CHVRCHES

D: Dead Air by CHVRCHES

E: Enchanted (Taylor's version) by Taylor Swift

F: Fall In Love With A Girl by Cavetown and Orla Gartland

G: Getaway Car by Taylor Swift

H: heart by flor

I: It Takes A Fool To Remain Sane by Omar Rudberg

J: July by Noah Cyrus

K: Karma by Taylor Swift

L: Lonely Ones by Lova

M: Mi Casa Su Casa by Omar Rudberg

N: National Anthem by Lana Del Ray

O: Out of My League by Fitz and The Tantrums

P: Paper Mache World by Matilda Mann

Q: Queen Of Kings by Alessandra

R: Revolution by Elias

S: Simon's Song by Omar Rudberg

T: The Most Beautiful Boy by The Irrepressibles, Felsmann + Tiley

U: ur so pretty by Wasia Project

V: vampire by Olivia Rodrigo

W: we fell in love in october by girl in red

X: xanny by Billie Eilish

Y: Young by Neon Capital and Kinck

Z: Zombie by The Cranberries

(I'm sorry if my english is really bad, english is not my first language)

Feel free to join in! 💖💞💫

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@aliceoseman @artsimmys @ani-bunnie13 @apersononearth011 @allaboutbethsblog @skateisawesome @late--night--melancholy @spring-siblings @imauselessartist @im-a-slut-for-subway-sandwiches @doin-ur-mum

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cum-insidepls · 10 months

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🚨 LERIAM?

Era uma daquelas semanas frias na região de Cheshire East e por causa do alerta de uma tempestade de neve para aquela tarde, Louis precisou cancelar um de seus ensaios, o deixando com o tempo livre pelo resto do dia. Não podia negar que aquilo havia o deixado feliz, pois apesar de amar sua câmera e a fotografia, amava ainda mais passar um tempo com Harry e a pequena Claire.

A garotinha cativava o coração do fotógrafo cada dia mais, e ele podia jurar que ela estava crescendo mais rápido nos últimos meses. Agora com seus 15 meses completos, já falava algumas palavrinhas, que saiam como sílabas curtas como: “nana” para banana, “mamai” para mamãe, “totói” para dodói, quando se machucava em algum lugar e “bubu”, uma tentativa falha de falar “LouLou”. Era tão fofo ouvi-la dizendo aquilo com um biquinho nos lábios e a mãozinha gorda chamando Louis que nenhum dos dois ousava corrigir.

Claire também tinha aprendido a mandar beijos, mas ainda não andava, o que deixava Harry um pouco ansioso. Louis insistia em dizer que era normal. Com sua experiência tendo cinco irmãs mais novas, tinha ciência de que cada criança era diferente e que cada uma delas tinha seu próprio tempo. Porém ainda que os primeiros passinhos não tivessem sido dados, a pequena já engatinhava por todo o apartamento e sempre precisava de supervisão para não acabar se machucando ao se apoiar em algo instável.

Depois de gastar energia durante o dia todo, Claire dormia tranquilamente em seu quartinho, o qual dividia com sua mãe. Harry a amamentou até que ela ficasse sonolenta e depois Louis terminou o trabalho, a ninando até que a bebê adormecesse e ele pudesse passar o resto da noite com Harry.

Decidiram por pedir uma pizza ao invés de gastar tempo em um jantar, e após algumas discussões e jogos de “pedra, papel e tesoura”, os sabores escolhidos foram calabresa e atum. Mas isso só foi possível porque Louis prometeu que Harry poderia escolher o filme que assistiriam. Diário de uma paixão, é claro. O fato de Harry assistir esse filme tantas vezes ao ponto de saber todas as falas em ordem era preocupante para Louis, mas ele era tão caído por Harry que faria qualquer coisa pra vê-lo sorrir, até mesmo se colocaria à disposição de sofrer as piores torturas como assistir a Di��rio de uma paixão.

No meio da noite, quando a nevasca já havia coberto as ruas e parte das janelas, apenas três pedaços de pizza haviam sobrado e a cena de Allie “correndo como uma louca” - descrita por Louis - enquanto pedia para Noah dizer que ela era um pássaro passava na tevê. Os dois estavam em uma posição confortável. O fotógrafo meio deitado no sofá, com os pés cobertos com uma meia felpuda em cima da mesinha de centro enquanto Harry o abraçava de lado, com as bochechas rubras em seu peito quente e as pernas enroladas com as de Louis. Debaixo do lençol, Harry ganhava um carinho inocente e quase imperceptível na coxa, ao mesmo tempo que ele mesmo contornava as tatuagens do tórax de Louis.

Se sentia, finalmente, seguro.

Não sabiam dizer quando; mas em algum momento, suas mãos se entrelaçaram.

Nenhum deles se afastou.

— Lou? — Harry quebra o silêncio confortável em que estavam, ainda na mesma posição, aproveitando cada segundo nos braços do fotógrafo. Louis responde com um pequeno resmungo, como se quisesse dizer que estava o escutando ainda que não tivesse olhando pra ele. Harry não fala nada por um tempo, Louis podia perceber que sua respiração havia ficado mais pesada. — Me dá um beijo?

O corpo de Louis tensiona, o que faz Harry se desamarrar de seus braços e olhar no fundo de seus olhos azuis, tentando desvendar o que diabos ele estava pensando? Talvez havia se precipitado ao fazer tal pedido. Merda, ele poderia estragar tudo, mas não podia mais empurrar sua carência.

Ele se sentia tão mal e inútil. Louis sustentava ele e sua filha e tudo que ele fazia em troca era arrumar a casa e fazer comida vez ou outra. Mesmo que Louis não cobrasse nada dele, nem mesmo as tarefas domésticas, Harry ainda sentia a obrigação de agradá-lo e satisfazê-lo, como uma forma de recompensar tudo que Louis havia feito por ele. Porém todas as vezes que ele tentou satisfazer Louis de forma sexual, o homem o afastava, fazendo-o se sentir um trapo. Além do mais, sexo sempre fora sua única demonstração de amor e carinho, e ele gostaria de demonstrar isso para Louis com pequenos agrados, mesmo que no fundo não quisesse realmente aquilo. Aprendera sempre a colocar suas vontades em segundo lugar em nome do bem estar de seu parceiro e não entendia o porquê de tanta rejeição.

Ele não era a pessoa mais bem cuidada do mundo, ainda que fosse vaidoso, Harry não podia exigir dinheiro pra frequentar salões de beleza ou produtos cosméticos caros. Mas ele tentava o seu máximo com os recursos que tinha. Vez ou outra até passava um batom rosa, que já havia passado da validade a alguns anos, mas o fazia se sentir bonito.

Suas mãos suadas vão para o moletom de Louis, apertando o tecido entre os dedos, e num segundo, toda a insegurança vai embora quando Louis sorri fraco pra ele e carinhosamente coloca um cachinho rebelde atrás de sua orelha. — Bobo, eu te dou quantos beijos você quiser! — exclama.

O coração de Harry se acende e ele fecha os olhos, se inclinando na direção de Louis. Seus lábios formigam, esperando serem beijados, mas nada acontece. Até que ele sente vários selinhos molhados por todo seu rosto. Na testa, nos olhos, no nariz, no queixo e nas bochechas. Vários deles.

Ele gargalha com a atitude do fotógrafo, se afastando minimamente para fugir do “ataque de beijinhos”, mas Louis não para até que seus próprios lábios se cansem. Recobrando o ar que perdera depois de tanto rir, Harry encontra os olhos de Louis novamente. Ele morde os lábios e segura delicadamente a mandíbula do homem. — Não era esse tipo de beijo, Lou — o fotógrafo franze as sobrancelhas, realmente prestando atenção em Harry dessa vez. O filme havia sido esquecido, assim como o resto do mundo. No dia a dia, Louis costumava fugir de momentos assim em que tinha que ficar cara a cara com Harry pois o momento sempre terminava em algum tipo de constrangimento.

Acontece que aquele beijo na praça há meses atrás fora o único beijo que os dois compartilharam, e mesmo hoje, sem Nate ou qualquer outra pessoa no caminho deles, Louis preferia colocar suas vontades de lado e respeitar o tempo de Harry se curar. E porra, como era difícil não se render ao seu instinto e tomar Harry como desejava. Exigia tudo de si pra que ele chegasse em casa após um dia longo de ensaios e não beijar Harry até que seus lábios ficassem dormentes, ou pedir para que o homem dormisse em seu quarto, agarradinho com ele.

Agora, morando com Harry e Claire, compartilhando a vida com eles, era impossível e de nenhuma serventia negar sua paixão por Harry. Ele amava aquele homem e não tinha medo de dizer. Sabia que se sentir amado era o que Harry precisava após tantos anos de humilhação e abuso que ele tinha passado. Por esse mesmo motivo, ele não avançava. Não queria se afundar no próprio egoísmo e dar um passo maior que os pés. Aquilo poderia fazer com que ele perdesse Harry pra sempre, e ele não se perdoaria se aquilo acontecesse.

— Eu queria um beijo de verdade… — Harry insiste com uma voz manhosa, puxando Louis para mais perto. — …como aquele do parque.

Louis assiste hipnotizado Harry morder os próprios lábios e esfregar delicadamente a ponta de seus narizes. O homem dá um selinho na orelha do fotógrafo, seguindo uma trilha até o canto de sua boca. Mas antes que pudesse dar o próximo passo e juntar os lábios de Louis com os seus, Harry é surpreendido por Louis virando o rosto numa rapidez nunca vista.

Olhando para ele, as bochechas de Harry ficam num tom forte de vermelho. Louis havia o rejeitado, mais uma vez e ele não consegue segurar as lágrimas que enchem seus olhos, fazendo as orbes verdes brilharem. — O que foi? — sussurra. — Você não gosta mais de mim?

O corpo de Harry, que antes estava aconchegado ao de Louis, se ergue e ele fica de joelhos no sofá, com as mãos no joelho e o rostinho caído, tentando esconder sua feição frustrada.

Louis congela por alguns segundos, perdido, mas volta a consciência e se apressa em pegar as mãos geladas de Harry e beija-las algumas vezes. — Claro que gosto — um silêncio alto toma conta do apartamento até que se escuta pequenos soluços, e porra, aquilo parte o coração de Louis em pedacinhos.

Ele sabia no que estava se metendo quando conheceu Harry e deixou que ele entrasse em sua vida. Sabia que Harry traria consigo bagagens de tudo o que aconteceu nos últimos anos. Mas não conseguia se acostumar em vê-lo daquela forma. Tão vulnerável e aberto a tudo de ruim que o cercava. Em momentos assim, Louis gostaria de poder colocá-lo em um potinho e proteger ele e Claire do resto do mundo.

— Então por quê você não me quer? — Harry grita e seus olhos se arregalam. Nem ele mesmo esperava tão reação, por isso cobre a boca assim que se dá conta. Seu peito sobe e desce de forma frenética e ele começava a sentir um pouco de dificuldade pra respirar. Louis sabia que era o início de uma crise de pânico e já começava a sentir a culpa o invadindo por desencadear gatilhos em Harry, mesmo que de forma involuntária. Ele se coloca de joelhos no sofá, na frente de Harry, e o abraça forte e calorosamente, afagando seus cachos.

Harry não o abraça de volta.

— Eu não entendo! — exclama baixinho e de forma abafada contra o moletom que Louis usava. A voz ficava cada vez mais embargada e os olhinhos atônitos ao que acontecia. Louis cantarolava uma música baixinho e de forma lenta puxava Harry para seu colo, ninando-o até que sua respiração voltasse ao normal.

Ficaram assim por alguns minutos, e Louis cogitou que Harry havia adormecido. Afinal, isso não era fora do comum. Porém para sua surpresa, Harry se mexe desconfortavelmente em seu colo e os dedinhos viajam para dentro de sua roupa, fazendo Louis se arrepiar pela frieza ao sentir as unhas arranharem envolta de seu umbigo e então seguir uma linha até o cós da calça. — Eu posso fazer você se sentir bem, eu quero fazer isso por você.

Era exatamente disso que Louis tinha medo. Era aterrorizado pelo pensamento de que por um descuido tivesse tido alguma atitude que pudesse ter levado Harry a pensar que o devia alguma coisa, ou algum favor sexual. Tudo que havia feito por Harry foi feito de coração e alma, sem esperar nada em troca. E caralho, claro que era queria passar noites fazendo amor com Harry. Queria chamá-lo de seu namorado e então marido, talvez até dar um irmãozinho a Claire. Ele queria tudo isso. Mas o medo de que Harry estivesse fazendo isso por emoção, e não por amor, o deixava inquieto e inseguro. Talvez ele só se sentisse na obrigação de ficar com Louis, talvez era em Louis que ele encontrava estabilidade e por isso estava fadado a estar sempre dependente de alguém. Louis não queria ser essa pessoa.

Ele queria que Harry fosse livre, acima de tudo.

Com calma, ele segura a mão de Harry por dentro do moletom e a leva para seu peito desnudo, deixando que Harry sentisse seu coração batendo. — Você não precisa transar comigo só pra me agradar, Haz — explica com a voz mansa.

— Mas eu quero também — diz. Ele limpa rapidamente os olhos com as costas da mão e lambe algumas lágrimas salgadas que secavam ao redor de sua boca antes de se virar de frente pra Louis, ainda em seu colo, e posicionar um joelho em cada lado nas pernas do fotógrafo. Num ato desesperado, Harry começa a rebolar minimamente ao mesmo tempo que desce beijos molhados para o pescoço de Louis. A pele de Louis se arrepia por completo e por um segundo, ele acha que poderia ceder, levar Harry pro quarto e apenas deixar algo rolar. Os pensamentos estavam embolados em sua mente, não conseguia sem concentrar em nada que não fosse a bunda de Harry bem em cima de seu pau flácido. As mãos encontram a cintura do homem e Louis junta todo seu auto controle para apertar aquela área forte o suficiente pra fazê-lo parar. — Eu gosto de você de verdade, Lou — Harry continuava. — A gente já mora junto, você me ajuda com a Claire, não tem nada e nem ninguém nos impedindo agora.

Agora, era Louis que estava chorando.

Os olhos azuis pareciam o mais vasto e misterioso oceano quando ele proferiu as seguintes palavras — O mundo é tão grande, Hazza, você não imagina o quanto — diz. Os movimentos de Harry param e ele começa a escutar atentamente. Nunca havia visto Louis chorar daquela forma e aquilo o intrigava. — Eu não quero ser mais um a te prender.

— Você não é como ele — Harry responde rapidamente, negando com a cabeça.

— Não sou — Louis concorda. Ele deixa um beijo bem no canto dos lábios de Harry e encara seu rosto por um tempo, analisando todos os detalhes como se quisesse guardar na memória. Harry se questiona o porquê de Louis estar fazendo aquilo, mas não ousa o atrapalhar. Apenas fica quieto, encarando de volta, conversando com ele com os olhos. Até que Louis sorri, um grande e sincero sorriso. — Eu quero que você experimente um pouco da vida, e apresente ela a Claire — ele quebra o silêncio. — Eu quero que você veja coisas novas, visite outras lugares além de Holmes, vá a um show de um artista que você curte, conheça novas pessoas — Louis atropelava as palavras, tentando fazer com que Harry entendesse a dimensão de seus pensamentos. Ele amava Harry, sim. Amava Harry e Claire com todo seu coração, e precisava que Harry se amasse também. Ele sentia que Harry nem mesmo se conhecia, não sabia suas paixões, o que gostava de fazer, no que se interessava. Harry tinha desgosto pela sua própria vida, por isso sempre se contentou em viver as dos outros. Por isso, seu maior desejo naquela noite fria e dura, era que Harry viesse para o outro lado e recuperasse o tempo perdido ao alcançar o êxtase.

Que se dane, estava preparado até pra assistir Harry ficar com outros homens, quem sabe mulheres. Ficar bêbado pra caralho. Ir pra festas e voltar no dia seguinte sem se sentir na obrigação de dar satisfação.

— Eu quero que você tenha sonhos, Hazza — ele continuava. — Expanda seus horizontes, faça amigos, vá pra faculdade ou arrume um hobby pra ocupar o seu tempo.

Louis dizia cada palavra com excitação, mas Harry ainda não compreendia de onde vinha aquilo tudo. Seu coração se apertou no peito. — Por quê tá me dizendo essas coisas? Você quer que eu vá embora? — questiona com o olhar triste, se preparando pra se levantar.

— Não, claro que não — Louis o puxa novamente. — Eu só estou tentando te mostrar que o mundo é muito maior do que você imagina. Você tem 23 e já passou por tanta coisa. Seus pais, depois aquele merdinha… — Louis podia sentir a boca azedar só de pensar naquele babaca. — Me diz uma memória boa, Harry, alguma experiência, um momento que realmente valeu a pena.

Harry parece ponderar um pouco antes de soltar o ar que estava segurando. — Aquele dia — começa. — Aquele dia que eu esbarrei em você no corredor do prédio e você disse que gostaria de esbarrar em mim mais vezes. E aquele dia que você levou a Claire no parquinho pela primeira vez porque o Nate nunca faria isso por ela. E também aquele em que você foi até meu apartamento escondido no meu aniversário para cantar “parabéns pra você” com um cupcake — Harry se lembrava de tudo aquilo com carinho e adoração. — Tudo depois de você valeu a pena.

— A sua vida não tem que se resumir a mim, Harry — é a resposta de Louis.

Uma fúria toma conta de Harry ao ouvir tais palavras. Em sua mente confusa, Louis o queria longe. — Filho da puta, mentiroso! — Exclama alto ao se levantar e dar socos fracos no abdômen de Louis. — Você me odeia! — gritava. Ainda que doesse, Louis não reagiu em momento algum, apenas aceitando tudo que Harry tinha pra dar. No fundo, estava satisfeito por Harry ver em si um porto e a segurança de que não importa o que fizesse, Louis jamais iria revidar. Não de forma física como Nate fazia. — Você me odeia e me quer longe. Por isso me afasta.

Em algum momento em meio ao caos, Louis segura suas mãos fechadas, tentando fazê-lo parar com os golpes, o que só deixou Harry com mais raiva. O homem se levantou em um segundo e gritou alto mais uma vez, tentando tirar aquela angústia de si ao dar chutes no sofá de couro. — Deveria ter dito isso antes de me separar do Nate e fazer com que eu amasse você.

Com isso, Harry deixa o cômodo, indo em direção ao quarto que dividia com a filha. Se esquecendo ou negando completamente o fato de Claire estar dormindo, ele bate a porta com uma força descomunal e a próxima coisa que Louis escuta, ainda estático com o que acabara de acontecer na sala, é o choro alto da garotinha.

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Pra ser sincera, não sou muito fã de long fic, mas essa mora na minha mente. Se chama “hey angel” (one direction) e trata sobre a história de Harry, que perdeu os pais em um incêndio aos 17 anos, quando conheceu Nate. O homem era um policial de 28 anos que havia ajudado no caso de Harry e assumiu os cuidados do garoto. Em apenas alguns meses, Harry se viu morando com o homem e abrindo mão de sua adolescência para ser uma dona de casa. Sem família ou amigos, ele não tinha escape. Mesmo que soubesse que um relacionamento onde ele apanhava e era obrigado a satisfazer o namorado na cama estava longe do ideal, não tinha outro lugar para onde ir. Cinco anos e uma filha depois, Harry conhece Louis. O novo vizinho que o ajuda a escapar de Nate e o mostrar que a sua vida era digna de ser vivida.

Esse trecho foi um dos primeiros que escrevi pois não queria que a fic se baseasse somente no relacionamento abusivo que o Harry passou mas sim no que aconteceu depois e como ele lida com as sequelas. Sei que é um tema bastante delicado e que pode dar gatilhos a algumas pessoas, por isso fiquei insegura de postar, sei também que a galera do tumblr é mais dedo no cu e putaria, mas eu amo tanto essa história que talvez ela mereça ser compartilhada. Enfim, se alguém chegou até aqui, vocês leriam se eu começasse a postar?

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iheartgavi · 10 months

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culpa mia

Summary:reader is a party girl and one day gavi is invited to one of those parties with the team and wags but he didn’t expect to see his childhood friend/crush

.parings.pablo gavi! x fem reader!

.a/n. this is based on culpa mia (my fault) where reader is just like nick and he will be included(as well as other characters from the movie)in this!let me know if you guys like it! and in this Paul walker/Brian O’Conner was her dad,because I saw a edit and it resembled and got so well!and again rest in peace Paul🤍.(Noah doesn’t exist in this story!) again let me know what you think about this and lmk if you want part 2?

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y/n and gavi didn’t have the best relationship growing up they always butted heads but it all stoped when gavi started playing for la misa.

y/n’s dad was an amazing father he loved spending time with her he was a family guy and cared about his family so much.

growing up Brian (y/n’s dad) loved to race and he loved to show y/n.he always had her in the passenger seat as he drove telling her how things worked and how to do specific things.

but sadly her dad passed away in a car crash and when she found out she was devastated the person she loved the most had died and she didn’t even get to say goodbye to him,the day she found out he passed she swore she will race just like her dad,and she did when her mom re-married some rich guy she meet nick who lived next door he also loved to party and race so they decided to make a club they were red and there were others just like orange and purple etc.

when Pablo found out her dad died he wanted to reach out but he had no way in connecting her the only reason he found out was when he went back home to have his mom tell him that they moved away to Manilva in Spain when he asked “and what about the y/l/n’s? what are they up too?”.

but it all took a turn when Gavi’s teammates,wags and his family went to Manilva for a little getaway that they ran into y/m/n with her new husband h/h/n(her husband’s name) at a fancy restaurant with nick’s dad and his stepmom.

“y/m/n? Is that you?”belen asked the lady infront of her who turned back when she heard her name “belen?how are you?”she asked as Pablo turned his head quickly when he heard your moms name.

after talking for a bit and introducing everyone to each other as they were wait for their table aurora asked “and y/n where is she?” “oh she’s with my son” nicks dad said “look here they come right now” y/m/n said.

y/n walked in wearing a TIGHT black short dress that showed off her curves hand in hand with nick who was wearing a suit that fit him perfectly.

“y/n amor look at who we bumped into the paez gavira’s with their friends” your mom said as soon as she saw you walking in,when you heard that you frozed when you heard the last names

everyone turned around to see you and nick Pablo clench his jaw when he saw nicks arm wrapped around your waist.

after you both introduced yourself’s your parents,nicks parents,gavis parents and teammates said you should all get a private room so you all can talk and catch up and get to know each other.

the whole time at dinner gavi kept staring at you and whispering to pedri and Ferran who were next to him,you mad good conversation with everyone especially the girls.

everyone was talking about nick and your relationship and how you guys got together and little questions till gavi got tired of it a said “fumas nick?”(do you smoke nick?) Causing everyone to look at him nick just chuckled as you rolled your eye’s “no nick no fuma” Raffaella nicks step mom replied (no nick dosn’t smoke)

after a few seconds of silence nick decided to speak up and say “Lo siento, realmente deberíamos ir a trabajar.” as he whipped his mouth with a napkin as you nodded grabbing you purse (I’m sorry we should really be heading to work).

“¿a casa de Mikel?”(at Mikel's house?) his dad asked “si”(yes) nick said as he fixed his suit “¿Vuestro primer caso?”(is this your guy’s first case?)raffaella asked the both of you as everyone looked at you both.

“ojalá”(hopefully)you replied with a smile “su padre nos ha deiado a cargo del papeleo.”(his father has left us in charge of the paperwork.”)you finished up.

“Ah, están estudiando Derecho y con muy buenas notas.”(Oh, they are studying Law and with very good grades.)your mom said as everyone looked impressed.

soon after you all said your goodbyes and left the restaurant getting into nicks car heading to “work”

back at the restaurant gavi was ferocious he saw you with a other guys who was all over,your mom approves of him when he thought she only approved Gavi because she used to say “they are going to end up together” and last but not least you didn’t even talk to him.

after a couple of minutes the team and wags as-well as Aurora and javi excused themselves getting ready to leave for a party they have been invited to from one of Ferran’s friends leaving the adult’s alone….

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telekinetictrait · 5 months

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i will try to forgive myself for living in the dark, for my loss of wonder, for forgetting how to play – prayer, ghost quartet

you all wanted more isaak, yes? you wanted more of my sweet messed up vampire boy, right? yes? you wanted more of him? well here u go :3 i love him

(quality got kind of banged up in ezgif bc gifmaker.me went down :[ click for better quality)

cc links under the cut!

see my resources page for genetics!

hair 1 (simon) / hair 2 / hair 3

wartime: uniform

1920s: outfit 1 / outfit 2

1930s: outfit 1 / outfit 2

1940s: outfit 1 + socks / outfit 2

1950s: top 1 + bottoms 1 / outfit 2

1960s: top 1 + bottoms 1 (noah trousers) / top 2 + bottoms 2

1970s: outfit 1 / top 2 + bottoms 2

1980s: top 1 / accessory mesh shirt + top 2

1990s: top 1

2000s: top 1 + bottoms 2 (noah trousers)

2010s: top 1 + bottoms 1 / top 2 + bottoms 2

today: dress + accessory cardigan

(p.s. i know i used these maxwell brogues but i do not know on which </3 i'm also pretty sure i used some of the gath & chaves and casa tow recolors)

thank you to @johnnysimmer @marsosims @qrqr19 @chere-indolente @happylifesimsreblogs @fuckyeahunbichobolita @twentiethcenturysims @simsbrush @quiddity-jones @its-adrienpastel @nucrests @lollaleeloosstuff @thesimsblues @ice-creamforbreakfast @vroshii @polygraphish-sims @makesims @cloudcat @deathpoke1qa @kumikya @btsims @candysims4 @wistfulpoltergeist @solistair @moon-simmers and anyone i forgot </3

#my sims #sims 4 lookbook #the sims 4 lookbook #ts4 lookbook #ts4lookbook #s4lookbook

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layce2015 · 7 months

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Supernatural (Dean Winchester x Female!Reader)

Hammer Of The Gods

Masterlist pt 1

Masterlist pt 2

Thunder crashes and the rain pours down as we pulled up to this hotel called the Elysian Fields. Hurrying to get inside, Dean parks the car in front of the lobby at an angle and run towards the door.

We gasp as we enter and hear lounge music playing and honestly, this place looked pretty snazzy and fancy. It's unlike any hotels we've stayed at.

"Whew. Nice digs, for once." Dean said and we walk up to the front desk were a tall, dark haired man stands. "Busy night." Dean said to the attendant, questioning. "Any port in a storm, I guess." The man chuckles. "If you could just fill this out, please." He said to Dean. "Yeah." Dean said and he takes the forms and I go up to the man.

"Uh, can I get a form too. We need two rooms." I said. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but all of the rooms are taking." He said and I sighed, disappointed. It's been a little over a week since Dean and I decided to take a break and everytime we stopped at a hotel, I always made sure I got a room myself. But, of course, this hotel would be booked up.

"Your key." The attendant said and I shake my head out of my thoughts and I see him handing Dean the key. "Oh. Thanks. Hey, you wouldn't happen to have a coffee shop, would you?" He asked. "Buffet. All you can eat. Best pie in the tri-state area." The guy said. "You don't say?" Dean said, intrigued. "You said the magic words, sir." I said, with a small laugh, then we leave the lobby.

Sam and I were sitting at a table, in the dining room, when Dean comes up to us, holding two plates. He sits down and sets one plate in front of him, which had pie, then the other to me and I notice that the plate was filled with my favorite meal: Fried chicken, mashed potatoes, corn on the cob and a roll. I look over at him and give him a knowing look.

"What?" Dean asked me, innocently. "You trying to butter me up, Winchester?" I asked him and he shrugs. "Hey, I noticed some of your favorite foods up there and I thought you'd be hungry." He said and I gave him a small smirk and shake my head. Then I started eating it as I was pretty hungry while Dean turns to Sam.

"Sam, unpucker, man. Eat something." he said as he pats his shoulder. "We should hit the road, Dean." Sam said, shaking his head. "In this storm? I-it's--" I started to say after I swallowed my bite of chicken. "It's biblical. Exactly. I-it's friggin' Noah's ark out there, and we're eating pie and chicken." Sam said. "How many hours of sleep did you get this week? What? Three? Four? Bobby's got his feelers out, okay? We have talked with every hoodoo man and root woman in 12 states." Dean said. "Yeah, well, I'm not giving up." Sam said.

"Nobody's giving up. Especially me. We're gonna find a way to beat the devil, okay? Soon. I can feel it. And we will find Cas and Ariel, and we'll find Adam. But you are no good to me burnt out." Dean said to him. "Yeah. Yeah, okay." Sam said. "Come on, we've actually got the night off for once. Let's try to enjoy it." Dean said and he eats on his pie.

We head to our room and see a couple making out in front of their room. I roll my eyes at this then Dean and I share an awkward glance before we head inside the room. "Wow. Look at this. We're like Rockefellers." Dean said, impressed, as we look around the large elegant looking room. The crappy thing was...there was only two beds and there was a couch

"Chocolates! You want yours?" Dean asked Sam as he holds up the little chocolates that were on the pillows. "If he doesn't want it, I'll take it." I said and Dean tosses the chocolate to me and I catch it and start to eat on it. "Hey, (y/n), you want the bed and I'll take the couch." Sam said and I shake my head.

"No, you go ahead and take the bed. Besides, that couch looks too small for you, Sam." I said and Sam chuckles while Dean looks through the channel guide on the TV. "Whoa. Casa Erotica 13 on demand." He said and Sam scoffs. "Oh God." I groaned.

"What?" Dean asked us. "Isn't this place...in the middle of nowhere?" Sam asked. "So?" Dean asked. "So what's a four-star hotel doing on a no-star highway?" Sam asked and I nod a bit at this. "Yeah, that is very odd." I said.

Suddenly, a woman moans, pleasurably, on the other side of the wall. We hear the bed thumping, the couple chuckling, then a loud thud which accompanies the brick wall of the room being smashed in from the other side, almost knocking the LCD flat screen television off the wall.

Sam, Dean and I exchange shocked look. "Damn." I said, stunned.

We leave our room and head to the room, where the sex crazed couple were in, next to us and open the door to find it empty. Then I found a large engagement ring on the floor. "Hello?" Dean calls out but no reply. "Hello?" Sam calls out but again no reply. "Where the hell are they?" I asked.

We make our way down to the lobby and go to the attendant. "The, uh, the room next to ours -- t-the couple that are, uh, joined at the lips -- have you seen them?" Dean asked him. "Mr. and Mrs. Logan -- the honeymooners? They checked out." the attendant said and we furrow our brows.

"Is something the matter?" The guy asked. "They checked out?" Sam asked, clarifying. "Mm-hmm. Mm, just now." The guy said. "Really? It sort of seemed like they were, uh...in the middle of something." Sam said, chuckling. "Yeah, it's kind of weird for honeymooners to, uh, check out without this." I said and I hold up the engagement ring.

"Oh, dear. I'll just put that right in the lost and found. Don't you worry. Is there anything else I can help you with?" The guy asked as he takes the ring away from me. "Uh, no. No, we're good." Dean assured. "Super-fantastic." The guy said and we walk away from the desk.

"Creepy." Sam mutters. "Broke the needle." Dean mutters. "All right, well, I'll scope the place out, and you boys keep an eye on Norman Bates over here." I said to them and Sam nods while Dean gives me a concerned look. "I'll be fine, Dean. You don't have to worry about me." I said, a bit exasperated, and he looks down then I turn and walk away.

I exit the elevator and pull out an EMF detector as I began to walk down the hallway. I pass a room with its door open and I could've sworn I seen and Elephant holding a towel. I stop and take a few steps back to look again, and see man wrapping a towel around his torso. "This ain't no peep show, girlie!" The man shouts at me and I was a bit shocked but I quickly recover. "Well, don't have your door wide open!" I exclaimed and I turn and run off before the guy could say anything else.

Later, I meet up with the boys and take them to the room I saw the elephant in only to find it empty. "An elephant?" Dean asked me. "Yeah." I said. "Like, an elephant?" Sam asked. "Like, full-on Babar." I said. "So what the hell is...Where is everybody?" Sam asked and I shrug.

We make our way back down and Sam attempts to open the lobby doors, but they do not budge. "Let me guess -- it's locked." I said and Sam sighs as he turns to us then nods. "So what -- the roaches check in, they don't check out?" Dean asked. "Full-on Hotel California." I said.

"Think about how we got here. That detour on I-90? The friggin' hurricane?" Sam said to us. "You saying we were led here?" Dean asked. "Like rats in a maze." Sam said and I sighed. "Fantastic." I grumble.

We walk into the kitchen and I see one pot on a stove top and I could hear something boiling inside. Dean sees it as well and he looks at it and we see red liquid boiling inside. "Please be tomato soup. Please be tomato soup." He whispers, hopeful, and he lifts ladle to reveal eyeballs. "Motel hell." Dean grumbles as I gag a bit. "Well, that's put me off of tomato soup for the rest of my life." I said.

Then I walk over to Sam as he walks up to a freezer. I follow him and we look through the little window and see the rest of the hotel guests. "Help us! Get us out!" One of the guest shouts at us and Sam reaches into his pocket and removes his lock picking tool kit.

"Hurry up!" Dean yells at him. "I'm going as fast as I..." Sam said as he turns but he stops and his eyes widen. "..as I can." He finished and I sighed. "There's somebody behind us, isn't there?" I asked and Sam nods before I felt a pair of hands grab my shoulder.

*3rd Person POV*

Sam, Dean and (y/n) were dragged into the Grand Ballroom by three men. "Something tells me this isn't a Shriner convention." Dean quips and the trio were set down on three chairs, in front of a panel of several people, and one man, Mercury, stands up. "Dinner is served." He said and the rest of the people applauded.

Then another man, Baldur, stands up and gestures to the trio. "Ladies and Gentleman, our guests of honor have arrived." he said and Dean, Sam and (y/n) look at each other. "Ladies and gentleman, thank you for coming. Although in all my centuries, I never thought I'd see this. This many gods under one roof.--" Baldur said and Sam turns to Dean and (y/n). "Gods?" He said, questioning.

"--Now, before we get down to brass tacks, some ground rules. No slaughtering each other. Curb your wrath. Oh, and uh, keep your hands off the local virgins. We're, trying to keep a low profile here.--" Baldur said. "Oh, we are so...so screwed." (Y/n) mutters to the boys as Baldur continues.

"--Now we all know why we're here. The Judeo-Christian apocalypse looms over us. I know we've all had our little disagreements in the past. The time has come to put those aside and look toward the future. Because if we don't, we won't have one. Now we do have two very valuable bargaining chips. Michael and Lucifer's vessels. And a bonus female human. The question is, what do we do now? Anybody have any bright ideas? Speak up. This is a safe room." Baldur said to crowd of gods.

"What do we do? We kill them!" Zao Shen said in his native language and Ganesh laughs. "Kill 'em? What, so the angels can bring the back again?" Ganesh said. "I don't know what everybody's getting so worked up about! 'Cause it's just a couple of angels having a slap fight! There's no Armageddon. Everybody knows, when the world comes to an end, the Great Serpent Jormungandr rises up, and I myself will be eaten by a big wolf!" Odin said before he laughs.

"Here we go..." Zao sighs. "Oh yeah? And why is that? Because your beliefs are so much more realistic? The whole world's getting carried around on the back of a giant turtle? Ha! Give me a break!" Odin argues. "Don't mock my world turtle." Zao growls.

"What are you gonna do about it?" Odin asked him, on a mocking tone. "I'm gonna send you packing to Valhalla!" Zao yells at him. "You watch your mouth when you talk to me, boy!" Odin threatens. "Boy? I'm older than you." Zao said. "No one's ever proved that." Odin said, defensively.

As Odin and Zao argue, Sam, Dean and (y/n) slowly and quietly move from their seats and attempt to exit the room without being noticed. As they near the door, a chandelier falls in front of them with a loud crash, Dean was able to pull (y/n) away just in time before the chandelier could fall on her.

"Thanks." She said, appreciatively, and they turn to the gods. "Stay." The woman, Kali, said then she turns to the other gods. "We have to fight. The archangels -- the only thing they understand is violence. This ends in blood. There is no other way, it's them, or us." She said. "With all due respect, ma'am, we haven't even tried talking to them." Mercury said but then he begins to choke up blood. Baldur turns to Kali and stops her from killing Mercury outright.

"Kali!" He shouts and she stops then she glares between Mercury and Baldur. "Who asked you?" She growls.

Suddenly, the doors to the Grand Ballroom open to reveal Gabriel, who is not wearing a name tag like the others are. "Can't we all just get along!" He exclaims, questioning. Dean attempts to say Gabriel but is cut off by Gabriel, choking on the word. "Sam! (Y/n)! Dean...It's always wrong place, worst time with you muttonheads, huh?" Gabriel asked him while Baldur stares at him, shocked.

"Loki." He mutters. "Baldur. Good seeing you too. I guess my invitation got lost in the mail." Gabriel said. "Why are you here?" asked Baldur. "To talk about the elephant in the room." Gabriel said and Ganesh begins to stand, indignant. "Not you. The Apocalypse. We can't stop it, gang. But first things first." Gabriel said then he turns to the trio.

"The adults need to have a little conversation. Check you later." Gabriel said then he snaps his fingers and the trio appear in their room.

"O.K. Did that -- Holy crap!" Dean said, shocked. "What the hell?!" (Y/n) exclaims. "Yeah, tell me about it." Sam said.. "Oh, thank goodness, you three are okay." A voice said behind them and they turn and see Ariel. "Ariel!" (Y/n) said, relieved, and she goes over to her and hugs her.

Ariel seizes up at this but she relaxes. "We were so worried about you." (Y/n) said as she pulls back from the hug. "For a moment there, so was I." She said as (y/n) steps back then Sam comes up and hugs her too. "It's good to see you." Sam said and he steps away then Dean and Ariel share an awkward look before Ariel clears her throat.

"I, uh, heard about Zachariah...I owe you an apology, Dean." She said. "I doubted you and...I feel bad that..." she continues but Dean waves his hand, vaguely. "It's okay. You were mostly right about me." He said then Ariel smiles and she holds her arms out to him. Dean rolls his eyes a bit but goes ahead and hugs her too.

"What about Cas? Where is he?" Sam asked Ariel as her and Dean break the hug. "I-I don't know. I woke up in a field a couple days ago. I was really weak but Gabriel was the one who found me and has helped me recover, I'm still a little weak but getting better. And then he found about the other gods gathering here in this hotel and when we saw your Impala outside of the hotel, we grew worried." Ariel said.

"Yeah, you're welcome by the way." Gabriel's voice said as he appears behind the trio and they turn to him. "So you guys are gonna pull us outta the fire?" (Y/n) asked. "Bingo! Those guys are either gonna dust you, or use you as bait. Either way, you're uber boned." Gabriel said. "Wow, 'cause a couple of months ago you were telling us that we need to play our roles. You're uber boning us!" Dean said. "Ohh...The end is still nigh. Michael and Lucifer are gonna dance the lambada, but not tonight. Not here." Gabriel said. "Well, hopefully, not at all." Ariel said and Gabriel scoffs. "Denial ain't just a river, sis." He said to her and she glares at him.

"And why do you care?" Dean asked Gabriel. "I don't care. But, me and Kali we, uh, had a thing. Chick was all hands. What can I say? I'm sentimental." He said and Ariel groans at this.

"Do they have a chance? Against Satan?" Sam asked Ariel and Gabriel and Dean turns to him. "Really, Sam?" He asked, sounding like that was the dumbest thing he ever asked. "You got a better idea, Dean?" (Y/n) asked him, annoyed, and Dean shrugs.

"It's a bad idea. Lucifer's gonna turn them into finger paint. So let's get going while the going's good, hmm?" Gabriel said. "I agree." Ariel said. "O.K. Great, why don't you just zap us outta here then?" Dean asked. "Would if I could, but Kali's got you by the short and curlies. It's a blood spell. You three are on a leash." Gabriel explains.

"What does that mean?" (Y/n) asked. "It means it's time for a bit of the old black magic." Gabriel said then he spritzes his mouth with breath spray and Ariel does a face, mimicking that she was gagging. "Oh, don't be such a prude, sis." Gabriel said. "I'm not just...the thought of you...and...Kali...it's just...ugh..." she groans, scrunching up her face, and Gabriel gives her an exasperated look.

"Look, do whatever you have to do. Well, we're gonna take the hors d'oeuvres in the freezer with us." Dean said. "Forget it. It's gonna be hard enough sneaking you mooks outta here." Gabriel said. "They called you Loki, right? Which means they don't really know who you are?" Dean asked. "Told you. I'm in witness protection." Gabriel said.

"O.K., well then how about you do what we say, or we tell the, uh, legion of doom about your secret identity. They don't seem like a real pro-angel kinda crowd." Dean threatens and Gabriel glares at him. "I'll take your voices away." He said. "We'll write it down." Dean said. "I'll cut off your hands." Gabriel growls.

"Well then, people are gonna be asking, Why are you guys running around with no hands?" Dean said and Gabriel glares at him. "Gabriel..." Ariel said and he turns to his little sister. "I think we should listen to them." She said and her and Gabriel stare at each other, almost like there was a more detailed silent conversation happening between them and Gabriel sighs. "Fine." He huffs.

Since Ariel was still recovering and the thought of her running around a place that was anti-Archangels, the trio had to go down to the kitchen on their own while Gabriel distracted Kali.

Sam, Dean and (y/n) enter the lobby/lounge area as a man is heard screaming from the far side employee entrance. The trio quickly move out of sight as the two men drag one of the freezer occupants out into the lobby. "No! N-No! No! Please! Gah!" The man screams. "It's too late." Sam whispers just as the man's neck is chopped with a cleaver and they make their way to the kitchen.

The screams of those trapped in the freezer could still be heard as Sam tries to hurriedly unlock the freezer with his lock picking tool kit. Dean and (y/n) are then grabbed and thrown across the room by Zao, who grabs Sam by the neck, pinning him to the freezer door.

Dean and (y/n) struggle to move after landing on top of a metal shelving unit. (Y/n) gets up then she pulls out a wooden stake from her jacket pocket, runs to Zao and stabs Zao with it. Zao releases Sam and dies. "You okay, Sam?" (Y/n) asked him and Sam nods. "Where the hell is Gabriel?" Dean asked as he stands up.

But then the trio are once again thrown into the ballroom. "How long have you known?" Gabriel asked as he stands with Kali and the other deities. "Long enough." Kali said. "How's the rescue going?" Dean asked, sarcastically.

"Well, surprise, surprise. The Trickster has tricked us." Kali said. "Kali, don't." Gabriel pleads. "You're mine now. And you have something I want." Kali said as she reaches into Gabriel's jacket and removes his angel blade. "An Archangel's blade. From the Archangel, Gabriel." She said and everyone looks at him, shocked.

"Okay, okay! So I got wings, like Kotex. But that doesn't make me any less right about Lucifer." Gabriel said. "He's lying. He's a spy." Kali spat. "I'm not a spy. I'm a runaway. I'm trying to save you. I know my brother, Kali. He should scare the living crap out of you. You can't beat him. I've skipped ahead, seen how this story ends--" Gabriel explains then Kali talks over to him.

"Your story. Not ours. Westerners, I swear. The sheer arrogance. You think you're the only ones on earth? You pillage and you butcher in your God's name. But you're not the only religion, and he's not the only God. And now you think you can just rip the planet apart? You're wrong. There are billions of us. An we were here first. If anyone gets to end this world, it's me. I'm sorry." Kali said then she stabs Gabriel with his own blade. Gabri screams, and in a flash of light, dies.

The trio's jaws drop at this as Mercury turns to Kali. "This is crazy." he said. "They can die. We can kill Lucifer." Kali said as she gestures to the blade.

"All right you primitive screwheads, listen up." Dean said, angrily, and (y/n) grabs his arm. "Are you outta your mind?" She asked him, confused but also concern. "I'm outta options." He said and the two share a look then she let's his arm go and he turns to the deities.

"Now on any other given day, I'd be doing my damndest to, uh, kill you. You filthy murdering chimps. But, uh, hey, desperate times. So even though I'd love nothing better than to slit your throats, you dicks, I'm gonna help you. I'm going to help you ice the devil. And then we can all get back to ganking each other, like normal. You want Lucifer, well, dude's not in the Yellow Pages. But me, (y/n) and Sam, we can get him here." Dean said and the other deities eye him.

"How?" Kali asked him. "First you let those main courses go. Then we talk. We can either take on the devil together, or you lame-ass bitches can eat me. Literally." Dean said and the others share a look.

Later, Dean makes it down to the kitchens and opens the freezer door. "Come on everybody! Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go. Alright, alright, go, go, go! Get outta here!" Dean shouts at them and he leads the people out of place.

The guests run out in the parking lot and into their respective cars and leave. Dean sighs and start to turn back but then they hear something. "Psst! Dean!" A voice said and Dean turns to see Gabriel sitting in the backseat of the Impala, the window rolled down.

"Don't look at me! Act natural. Get in." Gabriel said and Dean quits looking at him and gets into the Impala. "Man, there is nothing natural about this at all. I thought you were dead." Dean said. "You think I'd give Kali my real sword? That thing can kill me!" Gabriel exclaimed.

"Then what do they have in there?" Dean asked him. "A fake! Made it out of a can of diet orange Slice. So, uh, go snag our blood, would ya?" Gabriel asked. "What?" Dean asked. "I heard you in there. Kali likes you. You can get close. Lift the plasma, then we vamoose." Gabriel said. "No. Hand over the real blade. Better yet, why don't you sack up and help us take down Lucifer." Dean said and Gabriel looked at him like he was crazy.

"You can't be serious?" Gabriel asked. "Deadly." Dean said, firmly. "Since when are you butt buddies with a bunch of monsters? That's all they are to you, aren't they?" Gabriel asked. "Alright, you know, Sam was right. It's nuts, but it's the best idea we've heard, so unless you have a better one?" Dean said. "Well, good luck with that. Me? I'm blowing Jonestown. Those lemmings wanna run off a cliff, that's their business." Gabriel said.

"I see right through you, you know that? The smart-ass shell, the whole I could give a crap thing? Believe me, it takes one to know one." Dean said to Gabriel and the archangel narrows his eyes at him. "That so?" He asked. "Yes. And maybe those freaks in there aren't your blood but they are your family." Dean said.

"They just stabbed me in the friggen heart!" Gabriel exclaimed, indignant. "Maybe, but you still give a crap about 'em, don't you?" Dean asked and Gabriel sighs. "Dean." He said. "Now they're gonna die in there, without you." Dean said to him. "I can't kill my brother." Gabriel said. "Can't or won't?" Dean asked but Gabriel doesn't answer as he looks down. "That's what I thought." Dean said before he leaves the Impala.

"So you're going to summon Lucifer." Kali said, questioning, to Sam. "Sort of. I just need you to squeegee some stuff from my ribs and he'll come running." Sam said. "Breaking them would be easier." Kali said while (y/n) gives Sam a worried look. "You sure about this, Sam?" She asked. "It's the only way." Sam said just as Dean comes in. "Show's over. Sword's a fake, and Gabriel, he's still kicking. I hate to break it to you, sister, but you've been tricked." Dean said to Kali.

Then the lights in the Grand Ballroom begin to flicker. "What's happening?" Baldur asked as they all look around. "It's him." Sam whispers. "How?" Kali asked, confused. "Does it matter? Shazzam us outta here, would ya?" (Y/n) asked her. "We can't." Baldur said and the door opens again and they all turn to see the new guest, who was covered in blood. "Of course you can't. You didn't say mother, may I?" Lucifer said, smiling,

Meanwhile, Ariel was laying down on the bed but noticed that the lights started to flicker. "Oh no." She said as she sits up, quickly. "He's here." Gabriel said to Ariel as he appears in the room.

"We need to get them out now." Ariel said to him. "Correction, you are gonna get them out." He said and Ariel furrows her brow. "Wait, what are you talking about?" She asked. "I'm gonna buy you some time to get those muttonheads out of here." Gabriel said and Ariel shakes her head. "No, you're coming with us." She said. "Someone's gotta keep him distracted." Gabriel said.

"He'll kill you, Gabe." She said, worried. "Probably, but it's the only way." He said and Ariel's eyes start to well up with tears and Gabriel places his hands on her shoulders. "Just promise me that you'll do whatever it takes to stop Michael and Lucifer." He said and Ariel furrows her brow. "I-I-I thought you..." she stammers.

"I believe you can do it. I believe in you." Gabriel said to her and she gives a small, sad smile to him. Then she goes and hugs him and he hugs her back. They pull back and Gabriel gives her a proud smile. "Don't tell anyone but...you've always been my favorite." He tells her and Ariel scoffs out a laugh. "Okay...now c'mon, we got some people to save." He said and she nods as a small tear runs down her face.

"Sam, Dean, (y/n), good to see you again." Lucifer said to the trio. "Baldur, don't." Kali said to Baldur as he walks up to Lucifer. "You think you own the planet? What gives you the right?" Baldur asked as he confronts Lucifer, who then stabs into Balder, ripping him apart from the inside with his bare hand, killing him.

"No one gives us the right, we take it." Lucifer said in a low voice. As Lucifer throws Baldur to the ground, Kali becomes enraged, engulfing her arms in fire which she throws at Lucifer, causing Sam, (y/n) and Dean to jump for cover behind an overturned table.

The flames dissipate revealing no damage to Lucifer's vessel then he hits Kali with an uppercut to the chin, sending her flying. "You guys okay?" (Y/n) asked the boys. "Not really." Gabriel's voice said as he and Ariel appear next to them. This shocked the trio as Gabriel turns to the trio. "Better late then never, huh?" Gabriel said then he hands Dean a copy of CASA EROTICA #13 on DVD.

"Guard this, with your life." He said as Dean takes it. "Also, watch over my sister." He said and he gets up while Ariel turns to the trio, a sad look on her face. "Meet me outside." She whispers and she disappears.

Lucifer is about to stomp on Kali but is blown back through the Grand Ballroom doors. Gabriel stands, a blade in hand. "Lucy, I'm home." He teased and Lucifer glares at him. "Not this time." Gabriel said then he picks up Kali. "Guys! Get her outta here." He shouts at the trio and they go to Kali and they run out while Lucifer looks at Gabriel, offended.

"Over a girl. Gabriel, really? I mean I knew you were slumming, but I hope you didn't catch anything." He said. "Lucifer, you're my brother. And I love you. But you are a great big bag of dicks." Gabriel spat and Lucifer looked surprised. "Wait, what did you just say to me?" He asked him.

"Look at yourself! Boo hoo! Daddy was mean to me, so I'm gonna smash up all his toys." Gabriel shouts, exasperated. "Watch your tone." Lucifer growls, angrily. "Play the victim all you want. But you and me? We know the truth. Dad loved you best. More than Michael, more than me. Then he brought the new baby home and you couldn't handle it. So this is all just one big temper tantrum. Time to grow up." Gabriel spat at him.

"Gabriel, if you're doing this for Michael..." Lucifer said. "Screw him. If he were standing here, I'd shiv his ass too." Gabriel said. "You disloyal--" Lucifer growls but Gabriel shakes his head. "Oh, I'm loyal. To them!" He said. "Who? These so called gods?" Lucifer asked. "To people, Lucifer. People" Gabriel yells.

"So you're willing to die, for a pile of cockroaches. Why?" Lucifer asked him. "Because Dad was right. They are better than us." Gabriel replied. "They are broken. Flawed! Abortions." Lucifer yells, angrily "Damn right they're flawed. But a lot of them try. To do better, to forgive. And you should see the Spearmint Rhino! I've been riding the pine a long time. But I'm in the game now, and I'm not on your side, or Michael's. I'm on theirs." Gabriel said.

"Brother, don't make me do this." Lucifer said. "No one makes us do anything." said Gabriel. "I know you think you're doing the right thing, Gabriel. But I know where your heart truly lies." Lucifer said as a second Gabriel comes up behind him. As he lunges forward, Lucifer catches his arm and stabs Gabriel's own blade into his chest.

"Here. Amateur hocus pocus. Don't forget, you learned all your tricks from me, little brother." Lucifer said before he jerks the blade in Gabriel's chest. In a burst of light, Gabriel dies.

The trio run out of the motel with Kali while Ariel stands at by the Impala. "Who are..." Kali started to ask once she sees Ariel. "A helping hand." Ariel said as she opens the door for them. "I'm not getting in that thing." Kali said, disgusted, as she stares at the car.

"Just get in the car, princess." Dean yells and she gets in, then Ariel and (y/n) enter after her and Sam gets into the passenger seat. Dean gets in to the driver's seat and the three of them drive off.

"Dear Diary, being a high powered business president is super-fun. But sooo exhausting. Sometimes, I just need to relax. I need Casa Erotica." The porn star's inner monologue said as she writes in her diary as cheesy porno music plays Suddenly, there is a knock at the door. "Room Service!" A voice calls.

"I feel a bit uncomfortable." Ariel said as her, (y/n) and the boys stand by the Impala and watch the video on Sam's laptop that was propped on the roof of the car. "Come in!" The porno star said and Sam turns to Dean.

"Gabriel wanted you to guard this with your life?" He asked. "Maybe he's a fan. It is a good one." Dean said, shrugging, and (y/n) rolls her eyes.

The door to the hotel room opens and Gabriel appears, wearing a mustache and a service waiter's outfit. "I've got the kielbasa you ordered." He said. "Ooh. Polish?" The woman asked him. "Hungarian." Gabriel said then he throws the dish onto the mantle as he and the woman kiss.

The trio look slightly disturbed while Ariel turns her head away, feeling uncomfortable. Gabriel is passionately kissing the woman, while feeling her up and down, erotically. Both are moaning.

"What the hell's going on?" (Y/n) asked, confused, as Gabriel turns to the camera, removes his mustache and begins to speak, breaking the fourth wall of the film.

"Sam, Dean, (y/n). You're probably wondering what the hell is going on. Well, if you're watching this, I'm dead. Oh please! Stop sobbing, it's embarrassing for all of us. Without me, you've got zero shot at killing Lucifer, sorry! But can trap him. The cage you sprung Lucifer from? It's still down there. And maybe, just maybe, you can shove his ass back in. Not that it'll be easy. You gotta get the cage open, trick my bro back into it. And uh, oh yeah, avoid Michael and the God Squad. But hey, details, right? And here's the big secret, Lucifer himself doesn't even know -- the key to the cage? It's out there. Actually it's keys, plural. Four keys, well, four rings. From the Horsemen. You get 'em all, you got the cage. Can't say I'm betting on you boys. But, uh, hey! I've been wrong before. And Dean, you were right. I was afraid to stand up to my brother, not any more." Gabriel explained then he stands up.

"So this is me, standing up." He said. "And this is, me, lying down." He said as he grabs the woman, throwing her and himself to the bed, and begins making love to her. The trio look confused, then disturbed, and finally, Sam shuts his laptop.

"Oh, uh, oh! Oh man!" Sam stammers. "I feel uncomfortable and violated." (Y/n) said while Ariel turned her back to the others. "Horsemen, huh? Well, we got War's. We nicked Famine's. That's two down. Collect all four? All we need is Pestilence and Death." Dean said. "Oh, is that all?" Sam asked, sarcastically.

"It's a plan." Dean said and Sam nods and retrieves his laptop and (y/n) turns to Ariel, who stands there and stares out at the field ahead of her. "Ariel? A-Are you okay?" (Y/n) asked her. "Yeah...yeah...I'm just...." Ariel stops and takes a deep breath.

The trio watch her, with worry and concern, until she turns around with a determined face. "So we just need Death and Pestilence, right?" She asked and the boys nodded. "Ariel, it's okay if you need a minute." Sam said to her, concern, but she shakes her head. "I'll grieve later when this is all done." She said, firmly, then a second later she was gone.

(Y/n) frowns then turns to the boys, who both shrug at her, and they all get into the car and drive away.

That night, the trio stopped at another one of (y/n)'s safe houses, the farmhouse style one, and (y/n) couldn't help but toss and turn in her bed. She didn't know if she just wasn't getting comfortable or couldn't sleep. She sighs, sits up and runs her hands over her face.

Maybe getting something to drink will help. She thought as she stands up, walks out of the room and goes down the stairs to the kitchen. She goes to the fridge and pulls out a beer bottle and shuts the fridge door. "Evening, (y/n)." A voice said, making (y/n) jump.

She turns to her right and sees Ariel. "Ariel! God, you scared the crap outta me!" She exclaimed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." Ariel said, sincerely. "No, it's fine just....maybe knock or better yet...get you a phone so you can text me." (Y/n) said and Ariel nods.

"Sooo...how you feelin'?" (Y/n) asked her as she takes a seat at the table and gestures for the Archangel to do the same. "Honestly, I don't know." Ariel said as she sits across from her. "I just feel like....I don't know..." Ariel sighs. "Like you just want to scream and shout and punch everything in sight?" (Y/n) asked her and Ariel looks at her and nods. "I feel like that everytime I lose someone I care about." (Y/n) said, sadly.

"It's just....Gabriel made me promise that I will stop Michael and Lucifer...and I want to honor that to him. But...." Ariel stops as she thinks. "But what?" (Y/n) asked her. "I guess, I'm afraid I'm gonna fail him and his sacrifice will mean nothing." Ariel said, upset, and (y/n) frowns then reaches out and places a comforting hand on Ariel's arm.

"Don't worry, you're not gonna do this alone. You'll have me, Sam and Dean." (Y/n) said and Ariel stares at her and gives a small smile. "I know..." she said, appreciatively. “I didn’t know Gabriel long and most of our time together wasn’t exactly good. But he really came through for us in the end.” (Y/n) said and Ariel smiles, faintly.

“To Gabriel.” (Y/n) said, raising her beer bottle in the air. She then takes a sip and Ariel's smile grew.

“Is it okay, if I ask about you and Dean? The last time I saw you, things between you two were…as you would say, crappy.” Ariel said and (y/n) scoffs a little. “I just want to know if you’re alright.” Ariel said and (y/n) sighs. "I don't know, honestly. I really want to say yeah, everything's fine, we're good but...it's not." She said. "How so?" Ariel asked, curiously.

"I told him I need some time to think and when I get some me time, I just remember all the good times we had. The talks, the laughs, the teamwork we have, everytime we made love...it always made me smile. Sure, he can be an ass sometimes but he can be charming, sweet and funny." (Y/n) said as she has a small smile but then it fades.

"But then I think about what he did and I sometimes wonder, what if he does it again? What if he does that and this time it is permanent?" (Y/n) asked. Ariel hums in thought. “I'm not a relationship expert…“ she started. “Oh, I remember.” (Y/n) remarked. “But the way Dean looks at you now. It’s clear to even me he’s heartbroken over what’s he has done.” Ariel continues.

(Y/n) nodded, looking down at her beer. “I know, he apologized to me. I know how sorry and heartbroken he is. But I can’t shake how afraid I am of getting hurt like that again. I felt like my whole world got turn upside down and I could barely hang onto it.” She explained, the beer bottle in her hand slightly cracking from her power she was using, unconsciously.

Ariel notices this but decides not to comment on it. “I know I can never understand what that felt like. All I know is Dean hurt you and I wanted to scatter his atoms into the cosmos.” She said and (y/n) chuckles a little.

“But now, you look sad and afraid. I hate seeing you like this.” Ariel said. “I’m not much of a fan of it either.” (Y/n) muttered.

“From what I’ve seen of human interactions, yours and Dean’s love is the purest I’ve seen since your parents.” Ariel said and (y/n) looks up at this, surprised. “If it’s as pure and strong as their love, then I think you two will overcome this.” Ariel said to (y/n), giving her a reassuring smile. "Thanks, Ariel." (Y/n) said, appreciatively. "You're welcome." She said and (y/n) sighs then sips her beer.

"Well, thanks for the talk, (y/n). But I need to go. I'm gonna try and find Castiel." She said. "Do you know when you'll find him?" (Y/n) asked. "I'm not sure. When angels get banished, sometimes it could be just a few minutes, sometimes a few hours, other times it could be days before you ever come back to reality. I just hope I didn't lose him too." Ariel said.

"Well, let us know when you find him." (Y/n) said and Ariel nods. "I will. And good luck on getting those rings. If what Gabriel said is true, we can finally put an end to this once and for all." Ariel said and (y/n) smiles just as Ariel disappears.

(Y/n)'s smile fades just a bit and she let's out a heavy sigh. She takes the last gulp of her beer then throws it in a trash can. Still not sleepy. she thought as she goes and grabs another beer bottle and heads to the living room. She sits down on the couch and turns the TV on then flicks through the channel to find something to watch.

But then she heard footsteps from the staircase and looks towards the entrance doorway to see that it was Dean. He stops as he sees her; there was an awkward silence, this was the first time, in awhile, they've actually been alone without either Sam or doing a job.

"Hey..." Dean said, softly.

"Hey." (Y/n) said back. "I didn't wake you, did I?"

"No, no, I, uh...I couldn't sleep." He said. "Yeah, me either." She said and there was silence again. "Ariel was just here..." (y/n) said. "Oh yeah? How's she doing?" Dean asked as he leans against the doorframe. "She's still upset but she's dealing with it. She said she's gonna try and find Cas, though she doesn't know when she'll find him." (Y/n) said.

Dean nods, slightly, then looks away for a moment. "Well...I'll...I'll leave you to it then." Dean said and (y/n) furrow her brow at this as Dean turns away from her. "Well, hey, if you can't sleep, and I can't sleep, why don't you come sit and watch TV with me?" She asked him and he turns back to her.

"You sure? I-I don't want to overstep any boundaries..." Dean said and (y/n) let's out a small chuckle. "Yes, I'm sure." She said and Dean stands there, fidgeting a bit before he, slowly, walks over to the couch and takes a seat next to her.

"Okay, let's see what late night programs can offer us." (Y/n) said and she starts to flick through the channels. Then finally, she lands on a station that was playing a movie. "Oh, here we go! Back to the Future!" She said as she sets the remote down. "Isn't this the movie where the guy goes back to like the 50's or something?" Dean asked. "Yes, it is. Have you seen it before?" She asked him.

Dean shakes his head. "Nah, it seemed too much of a nerdy thing to me." He said and (y/n) gasped and gave a fake offended look to him. "It is not nerdy! It's a fantastic movie! One of my personal favorites." She said and Dean laughs. "Really?" He asked her and she nods. "Yeah, actually it's a trilogy. The first movie Marty goes to the past, the second one he goes to the future then the third one, you're gonna love this, he goes to the old west." She explains and Dean raises an eyebrow at this.

"The old west, you say?" He asked and (y/n) nods. "It's settled, we're watching it." She said and she makes sure the TV was at a suitable volume as not to wake Sam up then sets the remote down and they get to watching the movie.

At the point where the DeLorean makes an appearance, Dean scrunches his brow at this. "Ugh, that's one ugly-ass car." Dean said. "Hey, I think it's a cool car." (Y/n) said. "If you think an alien spaceship is cool then yeah." Dean said. "Well, not all cars can be cool and sleek like Baby." (Y/n) said and Dean smirks. "Damn straight." He said and (y/n) giggles which made Dean's hear flutter.

They continue one with the movie, with every now and then making some sort've comment every now and then.

"Wait, does his mom have the hots for him?"

"Yeah..."

"That's gross..."

"She doesn't know he's her son."

"Still gross."

"Geez, his dad's a pansy."

"Well, Biff is a scary dick."

“Eh, one punch, should teach him a lesson."

As the movie kept going, (y/n) noticed that Dean was enjoying the movie and she couldn't help but smile at this. Then the dance scene where Marty was playing in the band since their guitar player injured his hand can't play. The song Earth Angel began to play and (y/n) kinda swayed her head to the music.

Earth angel, Earth angel, the one I adore

Love you for ever, and ever more.

I'm just a fool, a fool in love with you.

I fell for you, and I knew

The vision of your love's loveliness.

I hope and I pray, that some day

I'll be the vision of your hap, happiness.

Dean and (y/n) shared a glance but (y/n), quickly, turn her head away from him. She felt her face heat up at this and Dean gave a small smile to this.

Life has gotten so crazy with the angels and the apocalypse, Dean almost forgot how much he enjoyed these little moments. It felt like forever since he and (y/n) just sat down and watch a movie together.

A part of him feels like he can finally breathe again. Either from just relaxing and not having to think about the fate of the world for a second or from the tension between him and (y/n) seeming to ease up, if only a little.

Seeing (y/n) giggling at his comments and looking over at him as a love song plays, a part of him is starting to get a little bit hopeful that she’ll give him another chance.

He knows he probably doesn’t deserve it, but if she does let him back in, he’s not gotta screw it up. He’ll be damned if he loses her again.

The dance continues and the song goes on and Dean looks down next to him and sees (y/n)'s right hand was laying next to her. He looks at it and debated whether to take her hand in his but he wasn't for sure if she would like that. He slowly moves his hand over to hers, inch by inch.

Oh, oh, oh, Earth angel, Earth angel, please be mine.

My darling dear, love you for all time.

I'm just a fool, a fool in love with you.

As the song was ending, and George and Lorraine kiss, Dean's fingers touched (y/n)'s hand but, surprisingly, she doesn't move her hand away. So he goes and places his hand over hers. (Y/n), feeling his hand on her hand, turns her head and the two share a look.

They stare into each other's eyes then Dean looks down at her lips then back into her (e/c) eyes. The tension between them was growing and they slowly lean in towards each other until they hear footsteps.

They jump back and look up to see Sam coming down the stairs. "Oh, hey...you guys couldn't sleep either?" Sam asked them. "Uh, yeah, it's been a rough night." (Y/n) said. Dean nodded, looking at the TV to stop himself from shooting a dirty look at his brother. Sam looks over at the TV as well and smiles at it.

“Oh hey! I love this movie.” He said, coming over and sitting down on the other side of (y/n). “Of course you do.” Dean mumbled under his breath, for only himself to hear. "Yeah, the second one is coming up next." (Y/n) said. "That's cool. I'd have to say that one is my favorite." said Sam and Dean rolls his eyes at this as they continue to watch the movie.

Sometime later, it was in the middle of the second movie when (y/n) started to feel really sleepy. She was having trouble keeping her eyes open. Eventually, she leans back in the couch and felt her eyes close.

At the same time, Dean was feeling the same way and begins to fall asleep. Sometime later, Sam looks over next to him and sees Dean and (y/n) had both fallen asleep. (Y/n) had her head on Dean's shoulder, her left arm draped over his waist and Dean had laid his head on top of (y/n)'s.

Sam smiles at this then he turns his head and begins to yawn. He stands up, turns the TV off, grabs a nearby blanket and placed it over the two then heads up the stairs. "Night, guys." He whispers and he heads up the steps and into his room.

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