#and i mean alone alonee

[0asisbliss]

Taking care of the JJK men

A/N: Hii guys!! It’s been a little while. I’m hope you’re all doing okay, and I hope you enjoy. Sorry for any spelling mistakes.💞🤍

Characters included: Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Yuuji, Higuruma.

Gojo:

Gojo alone was the strongest sorcerer alive. But at the end of the day he was still a man. Not some touchless, and indestructible god. He’s come home hurt before. He’s even come home injured in some cases.

This time you could tell it hurt him. A lot. He opened the door to your shared home with his key. He walked in and started to limp towards the staircase. You heard the door open and assume it was him. When you turned around from the stove you saw Satoru limping and cuts and bruises flush blue and purple on his pretty skin.

You gasped lightly and towards him.

“Satoru what the hell-? What the hell happened.”

“Nothing-. I-I just wanna lay down and sleep-..”

He reached for the bars that lead to the staircase, but failed and you catch him. You throw his arm around you soldiers, and lead him to your shared bedroom.

You get a damp rag, and clean his bruises. He winced at the as you gently caressed, and wiped some of the dried blood of his face.

It made your heart ache the way he looked. He almost looked like a wet puppy in a since. You tried to get as much blood as you could off, but it was clear he had them all over since his clothes were torn also.

You grab and hold onto him again and lead him into the bathroom where you run a hot bath for him. You make sure to add a couple bubbles too. He likes the bubbles. Especially when you two were in there together. When he finally sat down he took a very much needed deep inhale. He looked up at you soaking up a washcloth and you stared to throughly wash his body off and slowly rub the sensitive cut skin areas. When doing this it helped get some of the blood off, and also get him clean.

You washed his back, his neck, and you made sure to get behind his ears. You just wanted to make sure he was clean.

After you helped him on his nightclothes and sat him up right in bed.

“Okay Toru.. are you hungry? I mean, I uh made dinner, and plus you haven’t said a wit since you got here all bloodied up and bruised.”

“I love you.” He said as he smiled at you.

Geto:

Geto was full of himself you thought at you made him soup. He thought he couldn’t get sick because how he is. He was a literal idiot. That’s what you thought anyways. You made his favorite tomato soup. You made sure it wasn’t too hot, or really warm. He doesn’t like his soup cold, or too warm. Just good amount of hot.

You bring it to him in a little stand. You gave him a stack of crackers too.

“If you eat this I’ll get you some ice cream.”

You tried to get him to eat it because he thinks he’s so right that he’s not sick. (He’s been throwing up and shitting bricks all day.)

“No m’not sick just lemme alonee!”

He’s just simply acting like a child because he can’t get his way, and you won’t let him eat anything else than soup. Everything else hits goes right through after he digests it. It absolutely murder on his stomach.

“Suguru? Please ..”

“Fine. I won’t like it though.” He said frowning as he scooped up some of the soup in a spoon.

When he ate it his frown changed from a frown to a slight smile.

“At least he likes it.” You thought to yourself.

After he gets done eating he immediately tries to go to sleep, but you stop him. You sit him back up, and put a cooling pad on his head, and give him a quick kiss in on his cheek. You then notice that he didn’t eat his crackers.

You get one of the crackers and hold it in front of his mouth. He looks at the cracker than back at you. He takes the cracker in his mouth and eats it. He start to pick up the crackers on by one and feed the to him.

Once you get done feeding him all the crackers you give him on last kiss on the forehead and get up to leave.

“Heyyy don’t s’don’t leave mee!” He says in a childish like tone.

You think it might be his fever. You get in bed with yo and spoon him until he falls asleep.

Nanami:

Nanami started to let himself go just a bit. He was slowly growing a beard, and not top if that his hair was always everywhere. You decided that you finally needed to do something about it.

Nanami got home a little later than usual and he looked terrible. Bags under his eyes, terrible acne, you decided it was due to him not washing his face properly. He his eyes also looked crusty. All in all he looked stressed, tired, and sickly.

“Kento? Are you uhm okay?”

“Fine.” He answered in low grumble making his way to the couch.

You walked over to him and sat down beside him on the couch.

“Nanami are you really okay? Cmon let’s take a shower together yeah?”

“I don’t really feel like-.””

You dragged him off the sofa before he could finish his sentence. You helped undress, and held his hand as you two got in the shower. You took his body wash, and lathered up his wash cloth. You caressed his back with the towel, and washed him throughly.

Yes Nanami could do it himself he just didn’t have the energy.

After you two got out the shower you could tell Nanami felt a little bit better about himself seeing how he reacted to seeing his clean, and shinning body in the mirror.

Nanami started to make his way towards your shared bedroom to get his night clothes on before you stopped him.

“Let’s do something different tonight yeah?”

You took your self care products, and started lining the up on the counter.

Your face oils, lotions, body creams, lip masks, etc. They were all going to be used tonight, but not for you. For Nanami.

You started with the face masks. You took the mask carefully out the packet. You placed the mask on his face. He looked relaxed.

After applying all of the stuff to his face Nanami looked a looot better.

Yuuji:

Yuuji has had his moments where he has came to you pretty bad looking. But you knew despite he cute looks he could beat ass. But still it didn’t make you worry, and take care of him any less. You were sitting at home doing nothing but slacking off all day due to your weekends off work.

You walked into the kitchen to grab a quick snack. The doorbell rang, and you went to answer it. You opened the door to face Itadori covered head to toe in blood. He was also black and blue. You ran up to him.

“Itadori? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine!” He gave you that big bright smile you loved so much.

You lead into your bedroom, and sat him down on your bed. You grabbed band-aids.

You had to patch him up quickly it’s like he was bleeding more and more. Itadori didn’t seem like he was in pain, but with these amount of cuts and bruises he had to be in some type of pain right?

“Idiot. I know you did something stupid.”

He just laughed at you catered to his wounds.

Higuruma:

He was sweet. He always had his twos in a bag. He never asked you for big favor or anything like that. But he really needed to take better care of himself.

Bags under his eyes 24/7 at first you thought that was just how he looked, but no. Higuruma came in late as usual from work.

He unlocked the door, and entered your shared home with a nonchalant look on his face. You were almost don’t with dinner when he came in. Higuruma went straight you shared bedroom to undress. You followed him curious of what he was doing.

“Higuruma? Whatcha doin?”

“Taking my clothes off?” You were rather clingy when it came to him. It was rare that he spent the night his work often kept him busy 24/7.

Higuruma never ate much and you decided it was time for him to get a full meal. A good one at that. He was always eating something quick.

You can’t remember the last time you had a nice dinner with him, or seen him eat a home cooked meal. He was about to get in the shower before you pulled him downstairs in the kitchen. You sat him down at the table in which he just let you do it.

It took a couple of minutes for the food to get done but eventually everything was cooked. You had his plate full. His eyes lit up when he saw all the this that were on the table.

You took the opportunity to start conversation in which he returned. For the first time in forever Higuruma had slight smile on his face.

#jjk x reader #gojo x reader #geto x reader #yuuji x reader #higuruma x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujitsu kaisen #jujutsu geto #jujutsu gojo

[yumethefrostypanda]

It's sad isn't it? The probability of Ghost having no one to go home to is like 99.9% if not all 100 because going from everything we know about him so far, his solitude seeking nature, his closed offness, his everything practically, it's no wonder why so many people wanna give this man a hug and heart. It's what he deserves. I love everyone that gives Ghost a self insert/ship. 😭<3

Ohh i wonder i wonder, how is life looks outside of his job Q_Q And yes what we've seen so far he might be a loner or alone. He may prefer to work alone but (again;) his caring and funny nature makes me believe he doesn't want to be alonee/isn't completely closed off. Seriously, it's all so work-related with him, as if his work IS his life- always on the move.

I know it prob. means nothing but how he first is looking down before looking up here Q_Q haaalp

#ask yume #ghost #headcanon #simon ghost riley

[strawberrysturniolo]

https://www.tumblr.com/strawberrysturniolo/743441865968369664/and-they-wonder-why-matt-doesnt-talk-as-much-as?source=share

They yell at him every time for numbing or talking to quiet. LEAVE HIM ALONEE. Like as a person who speaks quietly and mumbles a lot I get so mad when they start yelling at him. Acting like he's TRYING to mumble. Leave him alone PLEASE. And they get all mad and shocked when he gets upset ( not really but idk what else to call it). I mean shit if somebody called me "miserable _____" I WOULD be miserable. And I know people are gonna say "oh their siblings their just play fighting, you clearly don't have a sibling" LIKE!? just because it's sibling fighting DOSENT mean it can't piss you off or make you upset. Justice for Matt 😞🙏

they’re acting like they just meant him like you’ve knowing him almost 21 years and you’re gonna question the way he acts 😭😭😭😭 what happened to nick and chris being able to “notice matts breathing and see how he feels” like either they’re dicks and don’t care about them hurting his feelings or they’re really just that’s stupid to not realize

[aleksanderscult]

The darkling 28 about elizaveta before KoS and RoW (their history i mean)

28) How they feel about Elizaveta

He was attracted to her power that's for sure and the Darkling is generally attracted to what a person can do and not how they look. Because even though Elizaveta was a beautiful woman I don't think he felt romantically attracted to her a) since she's Grisha and him having a relationship with a fellow of his kind is unlikely to me b) he wasn't interested in her enough to pursue her this way.

Interestingly I find their dynamic kinda similar to Alarkling. The Darkling was obsessed with Alina and wanted to have her. But Alina turned him away. And we also have Elizaveta who is obsessed with the Darkling and wants to have him. But the Darkling turned her away. It's amusing and funny to me because the Darkling is NOT in love with her and I'm sure he never wanted something more from her but her powers and her alliance with him. He considered her annoying and foolish. She got him in his nerves. I don't think he felt flattered by her loving admiration, even before KoS. That much attention from a woman that doesn't interest him is bothersome to him.

(Just imagine the mighty Darkling running away from her screaming: "LEAVE ME ALONEE!!"😭)

So yeah even though Elizaveta had a huge crush on him and wanted something more to happen between them, Aleksander wasn't interested. I bet he was more concerned with Ravka, the Grisha and his plans to spend his energy with a woman that gave him heart eyes. So he kept it strictly professional (that doesn't mean though that he didn't use his seduction skills to make her like him and join him, right? 👀 Although I think it kinda backfired because she got some serious feelings about him and he was like "...fuck. now she doesn't leave me alone")

#The Darkling doesn't mind if a woman falls in love with him #But when that woman starts becoming annoying and pesters him with her feelings then he gets irritated #I think that's what happened with Elizaveta #And the fact that she's constantly like “Oh nature! Oh bees! Oh beauty around us!” is extra annoying for him #He be like “stfu😒” #rule of wolves #ask game #anon asks #the darkling #pro darkling #aleksander morozova #pro aleksander morozova #grishaverse #shadow and bone #sankta elizaveta

[ughh-m]

how is it that i find myself alone on the new year's eve every single year.

#and i mean alone alonee #everyone is busy family and friends #ive been single since forever that's not an issue anymore #BUT IT'S FKN LONELY UGH

[sips-tea-cutely]

SHHH LEAVE HIM ALONEE- LOOK

You could use a buddy

Don't you want a pal? (Yes I do! Yes I do!)

Girl, the way I see it

Your daddy should be leavin'

And you should stick around! (And kill him!)

What?

Nothing

So, Lydia, don't end yourself

Defend yourself

Daddy is the one you should maim

Together we'll exterminate, assassinate

No!

The finer points can wait

But first you gotta say my name!

Go ahead and jump but that won't stop him

Here you got a solid plan B option

I can bring your daddy so much pain

All you gotta do is say my name!

Girl, just say it three times in a row

Then you won't believe how far I'll go

I'm on the bench, but coach

Just put me in the game

All you gotta do is say my name

I don't know your name

Well, I can't say it

How 'bout a game of charades?

Yes, let's play it

Two words, Right

Second word, Uh-huh

Drink? No

Beverage? No

Wine? No

Juice? Yes!

Okay first word

Okay

Bug? No

Ant? Close, but no

Beetle? Yes!

Beetlejuice?

Wow, I'm impressed

And all you gotta do is say my name three times

Three times in a row it must be spoken

Unbroken

Ready?

Yeah

Okay, go

Beetlejuice

Yes

Beetlejuice

Yes

Bee

Oh, oh, this is gonna be so good ('cause)

What?

You're so smart

A stand-up bro

I'll think about your offer

Let you know

But I prefer my chances down below

Beetlejuice

Yes!

Beetlejuice

Yes!

Being young and female doesn't mean that I'm an easy mark

I've been swimming with piranhas

I don't need a shark

Yes, life sucks

But not that much

Ok, Beetlejuice

Beetlejuice

Be a doll and spare the lecture

I'm offering you a full-time specter

Are you any good?

You bet'cha

Trust me, baby!

I just met ya

Really it's a flattering offer

Don't you wanna see Dad suffer?

I think I'd rather just jump off

No!

I may be suicidal

But Beetlejuice, it's not as if I've lost my mind

So, playing hardball, huh?

You are tougher than you look

Just wanna make sure I know who I'm working with

Got any references?

Lydia, there you are!

Are you alright?

A-Dog, B-Town, my old pals!

Get away from her!

Lydia, this is a dangerously unstable individual

Beetlejuice is sexy!

Beetlejuice is smart!

BJ is a graduate of Julliard!

He can help

We found him on Yelp

Our troubles all ended on the day that we befriended him

Every word is the truth

Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice!

What the heck was that?

So violating!

There you go, kid

Couple of five-star reviews

What was that?

That was possession

Any ghost can do that in less than one lesson

Any ghost?

Pretty much, any ghost'll do sure

Then, Beetlejuice, what do I need you for?

Whoa, whoa, whoa whoa whoa!

Hold up- hold up, girl, I'm your pal

They're sweet, but I'm a demon straight from Hell

I know, I went a little hard on the sell

But we're BF-F-F-F's forever!

Agh!

Lydia!

What? He was already dead

And you heard what he said, any ghost can do that possession stuff

We don't need that demon

The three of us alone can wreck dad's evening

Together we can make a grown man weep

Guys, I got a dinner date to keep

Okay, so what's the plan?

Teach dad a lesson

He's gonna freak when we possess him

So he wants the perfect daughter

I'll lead that lamb to slaughter

Yeah, I got game!

I'm gonna make him say my name

(Make him say your name)

I'll make him say my name

(Make him say your name)

I'll make him say my name

(Make him say your name)

Not running away!

I'll make him say my name!

#mod maki #tea time

[purple-nana]

Barriers

Part 7 - Angst, Fluff

1.4k words   ( Part of the Dorm of us Series)

Warnings: Cursing~

You bit your lip as you walk through the crowded hallways.Your eyes searching for the familiar figure of a person, examining your surroundings as you pass by.

The chattering sounds of the people around you makes you even more anxious. You were too embarrassed to face him again. As if you still have a face to face him.

It has been almost a week? Yeah, a week has passed ever since you started to act like this.

The embarrassment was too much for you to handle.You just—can't. You have only one mission to accomplish today. And that is arrive to your locker without interacting with him.

After that, things will be easier. You can go home to the dorm and—immediately lock yourself in your bedroom. Cause no sis, you aren’t interacting with anyone at the dorm. 

If any one of them found out, which you were already sure that one of them already knows about it since you have been acting weird this week. It’s a good thing that it was the weekend. You can lock yourself all you want, and not give a damn to your dorm mates.

You kept on turning your head from side to side in hopes of not meeting him. Not worrying even that you were already looking like a meerkat.

You really have to avoid him.

At last, you finally made it to your locker without seeing him.

‘That’s a relief’ you mumble under your breath.

if it wasn’t for the heavy books that you need to place in your locker, then you would’ve been home by now. However, an aching back was the second least thing that you want right now.

You organized your books, checked if anything was missing and you’re done! You happily closed your locker with the thought of being able to go home after the tiring week of avoiding that guy. At least you succeeded—

“Hi.” 

There he was. Na Jaemin, Leaning against the locker that was right beside yours. He was giving you a smirk that you wanted to erase from his lips because of how annoying it was.

well,

Mission failed.

What was he doing here? Didn’t you just made sure that you avoided him completely?

“H-how? Wait—what?” You gasp in disbelief.

Jaemins lets out a chuckle, then stands up to face you. “Oh come on y/n. How can you possibly avoid me when we our classes are in the same building?” His lips form into a small grin.

Oh, right. You sigh in realization.

But you didn’t see him the whole week? So did he—

“Yeah sweetie, I gave you your needed ‘space’,” He made quotation marks in the air as he says ‘space’ then he crosses his arms. “Why are you even avoiding me by the way. You even let me sleep on the couch.”

Oh that. Ahm so basically you and Jaemin were supposed to be roommates. However something might’ve just happened.

A week ago.

You saw it again. It was the same nightmare.

You hated it. You need to wake up.

So you did. You woke up, catching your breath while cold sweat drips from your forehead, again.

It was starting to get to you, you couldn’t even count how many times you’ve had that dream.

And still, you kept on waking up with your forehead covered in sweat and tears in your eyes. It still haunts you.

You were thankful that you have Jaemin by your side whenever you wake up.

Giving you cuddles and he comforts you until you slowly get back to sleep.

But tonight was different.

It was the same dream, same feeling, same scenes yet, tonight’s dream was somehow more painful, if that was even possible.

You turned to look at Jaemin, who was still peacefully sleeping beside you. You didn’t want to wake him up, he seemed too peaceful for you to bother him with the same nightmare.

You just needed some fresh air.

You wore your slippers and went to the balcony. The air was cold and refreshing in contrast to your state.

Sitting down, you thought about that dream. That damn fucking dream. Why does it even haunts you to this day? You were supposed to be okay but here you are, the one only person who was still hurting.

Tears fell from your eyes. You just want it stop, everything was already over, everyone has already move on yet—you were still who you were from those years back.

You buried your head in your arms as you continue to sob. 

In the midst of your crying, you suddenly felt a large figure wrap his arms around your waist. Hugging you from the back. You didn’t even bother to lift your head, you already know who it was anyways.

He rested his head on your shoulders. “Why didn’t you wake me up?” He softly says.

“I didn’t want to bother you with the same stupid dream Jaemin.”

“No it’s not stupid y/n, it’s fine you know i’ll be always here for you.” He says softly, bringing his hand to your head to gently play with you hair.

Yeah, he was always there. He always have his shoulder for you to lean on, he was always there for you. you knew you could trust him but—maybe you were too scared?

Scared that something might happen if you said that, you enjoy being with him, being in his embrace. That you enjoy his presence alone. Maybe—you were too afraid that things might change.

The atmosphere was calm, maybe too calm that you accidentally blurted out something without your conscience. Maybe it was too late, cause Jaemin probably heard it due to his surprised reaction.

You lifted your head to look at him.

“W-what did you say?” Jaemin mutters in astonishment, his eyes blinking rapidly.

“What?” You asked, immediately trying to remember what you just said. Which you wished you didn’t.

Realization washed over you as soon as you remembered.

“I-i didn’t said anything,” you stood up, making Jaemin confused,”I-i gotta go to sleep now bye.” You sprinted towards your room immediately shutting the door behind you, leaving Jaemin dumbfounded.

You lean against the door, it doesn’t matter if Jaemin sleeps on the couch today. You’ll die of embarrassment if you spend just a minute with him.

The words echoes through your head, did you really just said that? 

It keeps on replaying on repeat.

‘I like you, Jaemin.’

Things really might change from now on.

Present.

You stared at Jaemin in belief. Why was he even asking? Didn’t he heard your ‘so-called’ confession last week?

He just stares at you, innocently. 

“I-i, I got to go now. See you bye!” You said as you ran away from him, your mind immediately thought of more ways to possibly avoid Jaemin.

It was true that you need to talk about this to him but for now, you need to run away from reality.

Since your plans of going home extra early and lock yourself behind the walls of your bedroom was now officially cancelled, you decided to just spend the rest of your time in a coffee shop.

It was a nice place to go after the exhausting day that you’ve been through. 

You spent your time reading your textbooks and reviewed a couple of past lessons cause you never know when a test is coming.

You ordered a couple glasses of strawberry milk, and you looked up to check the time.

7:30 pm

“Oh that explains why it was so dark out already.” You turn to the window, the sky was pitch black.

You should probably go home. You packed your things and went back to the dorm, which was a bit empty?

The lights were off, and the boy’s shoe rack were empty. ‘They probably went out’ you thought to yourself.

You saw a note on the table. 

‘be back late! don’t wait for us -the boys’

That means, you have the whole dorm for yourself! Finally some alone time!

You rejoiced at the thought of you finally having your “me time”, chanting ‘i’m alone, i’m alone’ in a weird tune. 

You kept on dancing and and chanting cheerful words that you were sure that the neighbors might’ve probably heard. But you didn’t care, embarrassment later, just dance for now.

“I’m alone, y/n is finally alone yay she’s alo—”

“What the fuck are you doing?”

You froze. “alonee?” You speak slowly as you check the person who was oddly in the dorm when you were supposed to be alone.

“I should’ve taken a video, that was a rare moment.” Jaemin smirks at you.

The thought slowly sinks into your mind. The both of you are going to be together, alone.

“Oh shit.”

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A/N: I’m so soriii for the super freakin late update. I hate school work so much : /. I’ll try to update as quickly as possible!

#jaemin #na jaemin #nct jaemin #nana #jaemin fluff #jaemin crack #jaemin angst #nct dream angst #nct dream series #nct fluff #nct crack #nct dream crack #jaemin nct #na jaemin angst #00 line #nct smut #jaemin smut #nct series

[annyvlogs]

Heyyyyy!!!

I m goinggg crazzy but i wanna say that...

I can writeee anything here i mean srslyy..

I wanna say so much so someonee..

And i got onlyy my reflection in the mirror to talk wtever! Ughh!!

But u knww i just can say anything here and maybe someone is seeing this so indirectly i m sharing my feelinggss!

Omg that's cool AF!!!!

So basically i have some issues with some people actually not somee with many many people!!

Relation issues, friendship issues.. even issues in mah familyy!!

But i know i m not alonee there aree people likee meh alsoo??

Ugh maybe! 😖

So i just wanna say if there's someone then tell me let me know i m not f**kin' alone!!

So .. ugh not wanna say goodbye but...

Fynnn byee!! <3

#sadgirl #not alone #you are not alone #relationship #breakups

[lentils-writes]

Day 9: Camp Half Blood AU

(this is, of course, based on Percy Jackson & the Olympians. I got a little overzealous and assigned parents to a ton of characters that don’t actually show up in this fic, but I was having fun. Basically: Melinda, Bobbi, Maria, and Bruce (Athena); Kara (Ares); Phil (Hebe); Fitz and Mack (Hephaestus); Jemma (Apollo); Daisy and Lincoln (Poseidon); Elena and Ward (Hermes); Trip (Nemesis); Raina (Demeter); Robbie (Hades); Hunter (Tyche); and Lorelei (Aphrodite). Oh, and I haven’t read any of the books in a few years so if I got something really wrong, please let me know.)

“So, are you ask Kara out this year?” Bobbi asks Melinda as they’re both unpacking.

Melinda grimaces. “What?”

“Kara,” repeats Bobbi, smirking at her half-sister. “You know, from Cabin Five. The one you keep staring at whenever she does anything.”

“I don’t do that,” scoffs Melinda.

“Actually, you do,” chimes in Maria, the head counselor.

Melinda rolls her eyes. “I’m not talking about this with you two.”

“C’mon,” coaxes Bobbi. “You like her. You should ask her out before somebody else does. If you don’t, Grant Ward might.”

Bruce, who made a beeline for the science books the instant he arrived and is now happily reading, groans. “I was hoping he wouldn’t be back this year.”

“I think we all were,” says Bobbi quietly.

Maria coughs. “He might not be nice, but you shouldn’t wish death on him.”

“Hey! I wasn’t!” protests Bobbi. “I hoped maybe he would decide he was too old, that’s all.”

Snorting, Maria shakes her head. “Come on, let’s go to the welcome lunch. Please try not to get us all in trouble by being jerks.”

“I bet nobody in Cabin Eleven is reminding Grant to not be a jerk,” Bobbi mutters to Melinda as they head outside.

While Mr. D. gives his usual welcoming speech at lunch, Melinda tunes it out (she’s sixteen, how much impact can it really make a fourth time?) and looks around to see who’s here. She spots most of her friends: Phil from Cabin Eighteen, Mack from Cabin Nine, Elena from Cabin Eleven (and, unfortunately, Grant sitting at the same table), Trip from Cabin Sixteen, Raina from Cabin Four, Robbie from Cabin Thirteen, Hunter from Cabin Nineteen, Lincoln from Cabin Two, and Lorelei from Cabin Ten. Lincoln is sitting next to a new girl, probably about twelve, with short hair and big eyes. Mack has a little shadow too, a scrawny-looking pale boy with curly brown hair.

And then there’s Kara.

Kara’s fifteen and doesn’t say a whole lot, but she always looks like she’s sizing everyone else up for a fight. Melinda’s never seen her go out of her way to get in a fight, but she has a feeling that anyone unlucky enough to fight Kara would regret it. She’s usually nice, but she’s a daughter of Ares and Melinda’s seen her in sword class and during capture the flag. She wouldn’t want to get on Kara’s bad side. That makes her respect Kara.

(And Kara’s pretty, but that’s not relevant at all.)

They’ve gotten their schedules already, so after lunch is over Melinda heads to monster assault techniques class. She’s pleased to see that Elena is also in this class, and she sits down to chat with her for a few minutes before Kara also comes in.

Elena must notice the look on Melinda’s face, because she smirks and says, “You should go talk to her.”

Melinda sighs. “Why is everyone obsessed with me talking to Kara?”

“Well, for once, Grant wouldn’t stop talking about how he was going to convince Kara to go out with him this year,” says Elena. “He said he had a plan to ‘wear her down,’ or something like that. He might be my half-brother, but I think he is an asshole and she deserves better than him.”

Melinda’s lips twitch. “And that’s me?”

“Yes.” Elena nods. “You are a much better person than him. Also, she has talked to you before without looking as if she wanted to punch you in the teeth. I’ve never seen her talk to him without making that sort of face.”

Melinda’s about to respond, but then, as if she’s heard what they’re talking about, Kara starts walking toward them. Elena nudges Melinda again and Melinda doesn’t have time to respond before Kara says, “Hi,” and offers Melinda a smile.

“Hi,” Melinda says, trying to seem normal. “Wanna sit with us?”

“Please.” Kara sits down on Melinda’s other side. “I was worried Grant would have this class. I think if he could switch all of his classes to match mine, he would.”

Melinda wrinkles her nose. “Ugh.”

“Yeah, ugh,” agrees Kara. “He hung around me a lot last summer, and I think it’ll only get worse this year. I wanna punch him, but I’d probably get in trouble for it.”

“Please, hit him for me!” says Elena. “I cannot, my counselor would raise hell, but if you could make it look like self-defense…”

“Sorry he’s so irritating,” Melinda says.

“Thanks,” sighs Kara. “I told him I’m a lesbian a bunch of times, but he told me I’m too young to know that for sure. I’m fifteen, but he’s sixteen, it’s not like he’s got more life experience than me!”

“Yeah,” says Melinda, although her heart is beating faster. She hadn’t known for sure if Kara liked girls, and now that she does…

But before she can figure out what else to say, the teacher calls them to attention, and soon she’s too busy trying to absorb new fighting moves to think about what to do about Kara.

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Melinda waits, unsure of how exactly to make her move, until one day during free time when she’s taking a walk and she hears yelling from nearby.

“I told you to leave me alone, Grant!”

Melinda heads toward the voice, walking a little faster. She finds a tree to duck behind, but she can clearly see Kara coming this way and Grant following her. “I’m not interested!” Kara’s saying, turning around to face him. “How many times do I have to say it?”

“Why are you getting so angry?” Grant asks, sounding pretty pissed-off himself. “I was just asking if you wanted to hang out until dinner.”

“You’ve been bugging me since last year,” Kara says. “And I keep telling you, no. I’m gay, Grant, I don’t want to date you!”

“C’mon,” Grant coaxes. “I thought you said you were still figuring that stuff out. Can’t you make an exception?”

“No,” says Kara, “and especially not for you.”

Grant reaches forward to grab her arm, and Melinda almost steps out to help, but of course, Kara’s more than capable of taking care of herself. Her fist darts forward to punch Grant square in the nose, sending him reeling back. “Don’t touch me ever again!” yells Kara. “Or next time my fist is going up your ass!”

Grant, doubled over and his his hands over his nose, groans, “I’m gonna get you in so much trouble with Mr. D. and Chiron-”

At this point Melinda steps out and calls, “No you won’t. I saw what happened. It was self-defense.”

Grant, seeing that they’re not as alone as he thought, flees, still holding his nose. Kara, smirking, turns to look at Melinda. “Thanks,” she says. “I mean, I had it under control, but I appreciate you having my back.”

Melinda nods. “Of course. That guy’s an asshole.”

“I don’t know why he’s so obsessed with me,” says Kara, shaking her head. “I said I was gay so many times...last summer I said it and I wasn’t even sure I was, I just wanted him to stop talking to me.” She clenches her fist.

“Well, at least he finally listened to something,” Melinda says. “I’m pretty sure not even Mr. D. likes him that much, anyway.”

Kara grins, eyes gleaming. “I bet he doesn’t. What are you doing out here?”

Melinda shrugs and replies “Walking” in what she hopes is a nonchalant tone.

“Can I join you?” Kara asks. “It’ll feel, I dunno, safer to be with someone else in case he decides to tell people I just hit him out of nowhere.”

“I’ll definitely make sure they know the truth.”

“Thanks.”

Their walk is nice, but mostly silent, and Melinda’s not entirely sure if Kara even likes her as a person (let alonee the other way) until that Friday’s game of capture the flag. Melinda is running through opponent’s territory, looking for the flag, when she spots Kara. Kara sees her too, looks around to make sure no one is looking, then nods at Melinda and runs by her without even trying to tag her out.

Interesting. Melinda’s never seen her not be ridiculously competitive.

When she mentions this to Bobbi later, Bobbi says, “Okay, but now you have to ask her out. She pretty much told you she likes you in the most Ares way possible.”

Melinda sighs, but when she asks Kara if she wants to go for a walk the next day, Kara beams and nods. They end up playing around and shadowboxing a little, and Kara kicks her ass but not embarrassingly so. On the way back to camp Kara grabs Melinda’s hand and holds it. She doesn’t say make a big deal about it, so Melinda doesn’t either, but it’s nice.

#karamel #melinda may #Kara Lynn Palamas #Bobbi Morse #grant ward #maria hill #bruce banner #fandom: agents of shield #fandom: percy jackson

[death2thevirgin]

Survivor part 3

Characters: Me (sorta), Castiel, Bobby, Dean and Sam

Word Count: ~4,600

Warnings: Reference to past child abuse, Sexual abuse and physical assault. (Not much though) Violence, anger, language, Cannon divergence

A/N:  So I know I totally “skipped” the whole Lilith breaking seals season and jumped straight to the apocalypse thing, but it works better for the story to play out this way in my opinion. This is the final chapter, the way it ended leaves it open to do a sequel. This fic was one of the most challenging thing I have ever written. I want to say thank you to @iwantthedean for having this challenge that provided the perfect setting to get some of my story out there.  I have never met a group of people as amazing as the SPN family! You are all so special to me and remind me everyday to always keep fighting. Thank you all so much! I wrote this for @iwantthedean ‘s mini milestone challenge. The challenge was to write yourself into a fic and to clarify the only things that are based on my real struggles was the childhood abuse.  Everything else is fiction built around it or in a way what I wish really happened. This is part (3/3) I would appreciate if feedback was kept to the positive kind on this one. PLEASE READ WARNINGS! Thank you all for reading!

Catch up: Part 1, Part 2

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Cassie’s POV 

When I left Bobby’s house I didn’t look back, I never stopped moving.  I knew as soon as Lucifer found out about me he would do whatever he could to get me to be his vessel.  Not only could I not allow that to protect the people I love but I had to protect all the innocent people of the world. I’m not too sure how much time had passed since I left, it could have been weeks or months. I knew I made the right choice, I could find a way to beat Lucifer but not if I was worried about protecting my loved ones.  A lot changed since that day, not only did I feel different but I was different.  

The first time I realized these changes I was in a diner and I thought I was just over hearing normal chatter but as I focused it became apparent that it wasn’t just normal conversation, I could hear thoughts.  At first it was a bit overwhelming but I calmed my breathing and when I focused, I realized I could control it.  That wasn’t the only change though, I didn’t get tired and was never really hungry.  I could feel pain but only in extreme amounts, I would cut myself and I wouldn’t bleed much.  All I could think was why didn’t this happen to me sooner? Why couldn’t I have these abilities when I really needed them?

I did my best not to use my abilities, afraid that maybe it would be a beacon that would bring all of Heaven and Hell down on me.  That was until tonight while traveling down interstate 70 when a truck pulled over.  Inside the truck two men peered down at me, giving me an all too familiar feeling. “What’s a pretty thang like you doing out here all alone?” The man in the passenger seat spoke in a southern drawl as he spat out his chew.

I try to just continue walking but I am frozen in place. I don’t think it is fear of the men that froze me, no, I took down monsters double their size.  It wasn’t necessarily the men themselves, more like what they wanted to do to me. I couldn’t move because I was assaulted with the memories of all those other men.  Their unwanted hands covering my body, the names they would call me and the hits I would receive if I didn’t listen.  The passenger takes my fear as his opportunity, he jumps out of the truck and make his advance against me.  As if my hunter instinct finally kicked in I start walking backwards attempting to increase the distance between us. “Keep going and just leave me alone!”  my words come out louder and stronger than I expected.

“We don’t want to hurt you doll, we just want to have a little fun.” He coos as if to reassure me. By now the driver is out of the truck and coming at me from the other side. “Get her” with that they both charge towards me.

I can’t really explain the feeling that came next.  It was a mix of terror, anger and frustration. I was terrified that I would belong to them and they would use me up just like every other man before them. I was frustrated because I seemed to attract these type of men, it was like they knew I was damaged goods and it didn’t matter if they used me a little more. Most of all I was pissed, I refuse to let this be my life.  I refuse to be used and discarded at the whim of a man.  That feeling settles in my stomach and sends a warm sensation over my body.  I feel like I am vibrating from within and it washes over me.  As the men get closer I reach my arms out, each palm facing a man “I said leave me ALONEE!!!”  On the last word the heat that built up through my body feels like it is leaving through my hands.  I drop to my knees, head down… I feel like every molecule in my body was drained.  I look up still expecting to see the men coming towards me, but not only are they nowhere to be found every thing that surrounded me looks like it was blasted away. I quickly look around, maybe I wasn’t alone. Maybe Castiel found me and this was his doing, but there is no one else there. 

Once I regain enough energy I stand, pain making its was to my head.  I hear a high pitched noise that only causes the pain to worsen.  I start walking again, stumbling a little as I regain my footing. I only make it a way down the road, then I decide to turn around and look back.  Where I was standing appears as if a bomb was detonated, the radius of the blast was so large I couldn’t really tell where it ended.

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Castiel’s POV

She has been gone for two weeks, four days and thirteen hours.  I reread her note often, not that I believe it will lead me to her but it brings me comfort.  After I filled the Winchesters in on Cassie’s situation Sam offered to agree to Lucifer just to protect her but Dean wouldn’t allow it. He said he loved Cassie but he couldn’t let Sam sacrifice himself for her.  Not that it would work, once Lucifer possessed Sam he would know everything Sam knew about her.  Zachariah insists I forget about her and focus on stopping Lucifer and getting Dean to say yes to Michael.  I refuse to abandon her again, I will not leave her to be destroyed.

Dean and Sam continue on there own meeting a prophet named Chuck and learning about the four horsemen. Not sure what I can do, I get the idea to use Deans amulet to find Father.  If I find him, he will have to stop all this or at least explain why he is allowing it to continue.

I search for father refusing to believe he is dead, when I am not searching for him I’m looking for her. After searching with no results, I decide the best way I can protect her is stopping Lucifer before he even finds out. I go back to the Winchesters and help them, even if that means going against my brothers.  We finally track Lucifer down to Carthage, we get a chance and Dean shoots him with the colt but it didn’t work and we nearly escape.  Every step we take forward we get knocked back ten.  Trying to defeat Lucifer was difficult enough but with every Angel interfering nearly made it impossible.  Having to take time from the important matter to stop Angels from trying to kill Sam when we should be finding a way to end Lucifer.  Having to get the Winchester out of Heaven after the are killed and realizing that Father has abandoned us all were major set backs. I could feel myself draining, this fight was getting to me.

Then I used myself as a bomb to clear the way for the brothers to rescue Adam and defeat Zachariah.  I am blasted far away; I have no idea where I am or were I am going. I float in the vast nothingness and think of Cassie.  I have failed her in many ways and I hope by helping the Winchesters I was keeping Lucifer from her.  When I wake I am in a strange hospital and I have no idea where I am and I’m unable to heal my vessel.  Just as I grab my phone to call Dean I hear it.  The noise is soft at first, sounding like a train in the distance but then it is deafening.  It is a high pitched scream and instantly I know it is Cassie’s. Even with my weakened grace I can feel her and know exactly where she is, like a beacon.  

Unable to fly, I make my way to the Winchester gaining Pestilence’s and Death’s rings.  I inform them I know where Cassie is and if I do that means so do my brothers and Lucifer.  I implore to them that she is no longer safe and we must keep Lucifer from her or the world stands no chance.  The things I tell them are all true but they are not my main motivation.  Yes, I want to keep earth safe and stop the fighting from my brothers but I know I can’t loose Cassie.  Maybe it is my weakened grace, maybe its just the things I’ve been through since I first returned to this planet but I never felt this way about another person. If she is harmed or dies, I won’t care about the apocalypse they can end everything because my everything is Cassie.  

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Cassie’s POV

After my run in with those two men I felt an urgency I’ve never felt before, I couldn’t say why but I just knew I had to get away from there and fast.  The open road held a feeling of danger, I was exposed and knew I needed to get hidden.  With a hurried pace I quickly make my way to the next town, Stull Kansas. Walking around I find a motel and set up for the night, I paint sigils on the walls just like Cas showed us. After taking a shower I lie down, though I haven’t really been tired lately after what happened earlier I felt a little drain. I was only planning on grabbing a few hours of rest before I pushed forward tomorrow.

I am lying on the bed when I notice the light begin to flicker.  I am quickly on my feet, grabbing my iron knife with one hand and my gun with the other. The flickering speeds up until all the lights in the room blowout.  Just my luck I would get the haunted room. “You room isn’t haunted Cassandra.” The voice is coming from behind me, I quickly turn on my heels spinning and coming face to face with a man whose skin is a little withered.

“Who or what the hell are you and how the fuck did you get in here?” I pull my gun up aiming between his eyes as I cock it.

He tilts his head sideways “Now Cassandra, that is no way to speak to your father is it?” He is wearing a cocky smile.  

My heart drops, Lucifer. “How did you find me?”

“Oh, well you put on quite a show earlier, smiting those low lives.  You sent a pretty powerful buzz throughout Angel radio, which I happen to have a subscription to.”  He steps closer to you causing you to step back until your back is against a wall. “I think its about time we get to know each other a littler better.” He sniffs the air between us “I can literally smell you power.”

I can feel his grace flowing off him like a tsunami, he is much more powerful than Castiel’s and it terrifies me.  “It’s not Cassandra, its Cassie and I have no desire to know you! You are nothing to me.” My words betray me and come out shaky but I take a deep breath, trying to find my courage.  “I already know what your going to ask me so don’t waste your fucking time. The answer is no… no now, no tomorrow and no forever.”  The more I speak the more empowered I feel, I stand a little straighter and square off my shoulders. It dawns on me he won’t lay a finger on me because he needs me.  

“You got a mouth on you, don’t ya.” He hisses, I can tell I am pissing him off a little.  “Just think about it Cassie, between your soul and our combined grace we would be unstoppable.  I know the things you’ve been through. I know you spent most of your life feeling like you had no control over what happened to you. Imagine never feeling powerless again, imagine punishing the ones that ignored your prays and pleas. Imagine getting to know your father, you’ve always wondered about me, haven’t you?”

To say I didn’t consider his offer would be a lie but of course he knew just the right things to say. “You’re right, I am tired of feeling powerless but you’re also wrong, I don’t want to punish anyone.  I just want to move past it with my family... This conversation is over and your answer is still no.” I push by him walking to the other side of the room.

“You’ll change your mind, they always do and when you do Ill be there.”  He adds a clap on the end for drama.

I jolt awake sitting up in bed, maybe it was all a dream. I know it wasn’t, I grab my watch looking at the time I realize how much I actually slept. I needed to get moving, to find a way to hide myself better.  I gather my belongings making my way to the door swinging it open and I am met with a steely gaze.

I don’t know how they found me but I can only guess it was the same way Lucifer did.  I just stand there unsure of what to do-do I apologize; do I try to run… I feel like I want to cry “I am so sorry guys.” I drop my bags and begin to cry silently, I squat down putting my head between my legs. That’s when I feel his arms around me, at first I thought it was one of the boys.  That is until my eye lock with those blues ones.

“We know you did it to protect us Cassie” Sam looks at me understanding. “But we always work better as a team and that is how we are going to stop this.”

“Cassie, you worried me… I didn’t know if you were safe.” Castiel whispers so only I can hear him and squeezes me a little tighter.  

I let the boys in and they fill me in on everything that happened while I was gone. The four horsemen, the rings and their brother who is the vessel for Michael. “So guys, what’s the plan?” I can see Dean clench up at my question, he turns his head looking out the window.  

Sam clears his throat directing the attention to him. “It’s a long shot but it is all we have at this point. 

Dean continues to stare out the window the whole time Sam goes over their plan.  He says he is going to say yes to Lucifer, he is going to fight him and use the Horsemen’s key to lock Lucifer back in the cage.  This also meant that Sam would be sacrificing himself in the process. “No.”  The room goes quiet and all eyes are on you, confused looks all around. “No Sam, you’re not going to do that. I am going to do it.”

Sam begins to protest. “No, Cassie you’re too powerful, we can’t risk him having access to your grace.”

I reach over grabbing his hand. “That is exactly why I have to do it Sammy, because I am going to be more likely to win against him.”

Dean comes over to were Sam and I are sitting, he takes a seat next to me, grabbing my free hand. “Sweetheart you don’t have to do this, it is our mess and we will clean it up.” His emerald eyes search mine for any hint of hesitation. 

I risk a quick glance at Castiel he is standing in the corner with a look of disapproval on his face. I look back to the first men I ever trusted in my life. “I know I don’t have to do it, but I should.  I am his daughter and a Nephilim, technically I shouldn’t be alive anyway.”  I smile trying to ease their guilt. “Besides you two have done so much for me.  You two have each other and do so much good for the world.  You two would be missed, me not so much.” I let out a soft laugh, I can tell they weren’t amused by the last part.  

I face Sam tucking his hair behind his ear “Sammy, you remind me so much of my younger brother, I can only hope he turned out to be half the man you are. I want you to know you are so much more than your past.  Yea, sure you made some mistakes but who here hasn’t.  You are smart and have such a big heart, please let yourself experience love again.” I lean in a place a soft kiss on his tear stained cheek.

I turned to face Dean giving his hand a tight squeeze. “Dean, if I ever got so lucky as to have an older brother I would wish he was like you.  If you were my older brother I would have grown up happy and safe because I know you would never let anything happen to me.  I need you to promise me you will go easier on Sammy… but also on yourself.  Not everything is your fault.”  Dean was able to keep his composure for the most part but he had a few tear sliding down the cheek I kissed.

Both brothers are unable to speak, I fought off crying but I was starting to loose that battle.  The tears came fast and flowed freely, I wasn’t upset about what I had to do, I just was going to miss these boys, my family. I stand looking a both of them “What is it that Bobby always says? Family don’t end in blood but it doesn’t start there either.” I am just able to get the words out before the sobs really start but in an instant Dean and Sam’s arms are around me. “I’m going to miss you two so much” 

Our hug lasts for a moment before Dean pulls away “Alright no more chick flick moments.” Which get a light laugh from the room. I give the boys both individual hugs and ask them if they mind stepping out and giving Castiel and I a moment alone, which they oblige. “We are going to make sure we got everything we need; we’ll be back.”

Once the boys are gone Castiel just stares a me, his expression unreadable.  He is standing in the corner when I grab his hand and lead him to the foot of the bed where we both take a seat.  Now that its just the two of us I can see that Castiel is different, its his grace it very faint.  With out speaking we communicate, I touch his cheek signaling him to look at me and when he does he doesn’t make direct eye contact.  I know he is upset that I am going through with this but its more than that, I think he is embarrassed about his grace. “I can’t even take you to our place one last time before you go.” His voice is growly and low. 

“Close your eyes Castiel.” I grab his hand and guide him back till we are laying side by side on the bed. Once his eyes are closed I focus on the lake.  The lake Castiel would take me too, I am not sure how I know how to do this but it comes naturally.  It takes a few minutes but when I open my eyes Castiel and I are at our lake. 

“I did it, I wasn’t sure I could.” I am sitting next to Castiel and It takes me a moment to realize he is holding my hand. I look over to him and can see he is adverting his gaze. “Castiel please look at me.” He obliges me. That’s when I see the sorrow in his eyes. “Castiel, what’s wrong?”

 He lets a long breath before answering me. “I failed. I failed Father, I failed my brothers and sisters and worst of all I failed you.” 

His pain breaks my heart. “Castiel no you didn’t.  You told me that God told you that he had a plain, that he trusted you to watch over me.” I tell myself I wont cry. “You kept me alive, I’m sure I wouldn’t make it to fifteen if it wasn’t for you.  You were an excellent Guardian Angel” I nuzzle into his side and rest my head on his shoulder, he is stiff at first but then he relaxes. “When I’m gone please take care of them, all of them. Watch over them like you watched over me.” 

I feel Castiel shift and look up to meet his eyes. I’m sure he is going to say something but instead he takes his hand reaching under my hair to cradle my head.  He places a gentle kiss on my forehead. “Always.”

We stayed like that for a while not needing to talk.  Eventually I knew we needed to get back to reality and I bring us back.  When we get back the Winchester are there, they ask me one last time if I am sure I want to do this. “You don’t owe anyone; Cassie you don’t have to do this.” Sam gives me one last chance to change my mind. I don’t, I say my final goodbyes and leave.  I know what I have to do and I am resolved in my decision.

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Castiel’s POV

“Hey Assbutt.” I call as Sam throws holy fire at Michael causing him to vanish with shrieks of pain.

“Sam did you just Molotov my brother in holy fire?” Lucifer in Cassie’s body asks rhetorically. “No one dicks with Michael but me!”  She brings her hand up and snaps her fingers causing Sam to burst into a million pieces. “Didn’t need him anymore anyway.” Turning her attention towards Dean, easily snapping his neck with a twist of her wrist. “Castiel what are you doing here?” I have no time to mourn Sam and Dean, they are already gone. I have to help Cassie, even if that’s just to let her know I am here.

“Cassie, listen you are not alone I’m here to help you.” I try to reach her.

“Cassie isn’t here and she will not be sending me into the cage like you planned.” She stands ready to attack again. “I didn’t even know I had a child and I am already a better father then ours.  I will protect her and make sure she is never harmed again. The things he let her suffer through and yet you still fight for him.” A look of sorrow flashes over her face briefly.

“If you knew anything of your daughter’s pain you wouldn’t be boosting.  If you loved her, you wouldn’t have just killed the Winchesters. Cassie I need you to listen to me, you are stronger than him! You have to fight.”  I try to reach her, preparing for failure I ready for Lucifer’s attack.  When he doesn’t I look into her eyes. “Cassie I am here.  You can do this.”

I don’t know if I am getting through to her or not but when I look into her eyes I see a glimmer of hope. Her eyes are dark and she lets out a sigh “Oh Castiel, if you only knew the things she blamed you for, how much she hates you.” She steps closer to me grabbing the lapel of my coat.  “If you could feel the anger she has towards you, you would stop trying to get her to fight.”

I try my best to stay strong, but his words are hitting me in all the places that hurt.  “I know I’ve failed her in the past, that is why I won’t fail her now.  If she wants to go through with this plan, I will help her.”

“I knew you were stupid, but really?” She sneers “I guess I will just have to show you.”  With that she is swinging her punches landing hard on my face.  I know I should fight but I deserve this.  I deserve every blow; I deserve it for abandoning her all those years ago. I deserve it for not fighting harder to protect her.  I deserve it for all the things I should’ve done for her. “She is going to feel your bones snap; she is going to be the one that kills you.”

There is no use fighting, I know what is to come. “Cassie, it’s ok.  I am so sorry for not being there for you.  I am so proud of you, you are strong.” A few more blows land. “OLANI HOATH OL GASSAGEN” I close my eyes welcoming the final blows, welcoming the end.

“It’s ok Castiel, it’s going to be ok. I’ve got him” Her words come out with huffs, she sounds like she is struggling.  I open my eyes and see her grab the rings out of her pocket, tossing them to the ground and saying the incantation.  When she finishes the ground opens up, I pull myself to my feet. Stumbling towards her she puts her hand up as if to stop me.  I still go to her “Castiel I need to do this.”

“I won’t stop you but before you go you need to know.” Its hard for me to breath, she touches my temple and I can feel her grace run through me, I know I am healed. I need her to know before she goes, I need her to know how I feel. 

She places her hand on my cheek, her eyes never leaving mine “I love you too Castiel, I think I always have.”

“I am so sorry; I should have protected you.  I should have stood up for you and never stopped. So much of your pain is my fault.” Her eyes fill with tears.

She smiles softly, leaning forwarded and placing a gentle kiss on my lips.  She pulls away, but before she can speak I take her lips again this time with more passion.  I pull her close to me, not wanting to let her go.  

“Cassie it’s not gonna end this way; I have fight my brother.  It is my destiny.” Adam says as he appears.

She pulls away and takes a few steps back looking me in my eyes, I can see the sorrow written on her face. She closes her eyes, drawing in a deep breath. She spreads her arms out and falls back, Michael reaches for her but he is too late and he goes tumbling in after her.  The hole closes and they are both gone.

I stay knelt there for a while.  That is until I feel a hand on my shoulder I look up and see Sam. “Sam you’re alive?”

“Apparently.” He gives himself a once over inspecting himself.  “How are you?”

“Psychically I feel fine; my grace has been restored.  I don’t know how though. Do you think it was God?” I get to my feet walking over to where Dean laid, I place two fingers on his temple and he springs up gasping for air.

“What the hell happened?” Dean exclaims.  Sam fills Dean in as I walk to where she last stood.  I can hear the brothers when they walk up to me.  “You ok Cas?”

“I just lost the woman I love; I don’t think Ill every be ok.”  I think about all the things I would say to her if she was still here.  I think about her smile and the way she scrunches her nose; I don’t know what father’s plan was but this couldn’t have been it.  

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#SPN #SPN Imagine #castiel #YouAu #youau challenge #self insert #voilence #cannon divergence #child abuse

[skybluesummers]

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