#fxckin hell

[pyramultimuse]

A darkened Heart

@fxckin-blackbeard with Dark One!Killian

Killian had been hunting this crocodile skinned bastard for years. Always out of reach, taunting him, making his life hell and hurting the ones he cares about must. He was so close, he's gotten the blade he needed to kill Rumple once and for all but the trickster had gotten to Blackbeard. The dark one got him to make a deal, all Edward wanted to do was protect Killian but the price had been his heart, in turn the emotion of love he had for Hook. When Edward came to him to show his newfound powers and the deal he struck it was the worst thing. Edward unknowingly struck a deal with the very enemy they had been hunting together.

There was no time to scold his lover for how stupid this was, that life was not worth living without his love. They had to kill Rumple quickly, Edward's fire powers proved useful in this plan so Killian could use the dagger. It was close, but Hook managed to get up close and personal to the dark one and plunged the magical blade into his chest. Though what he learned in that moment was that there is always a dark one, those powers then flowed into him as Rumple died.

#fxckin blackbeard #{muse} dark one ! killian

[avastyetwats]

Continued from here. @fxckin-blackbeard

Stede hated that these nightmares were plaguing Edward so often. He wished that he could somehow protect him from them, push them away and keep them at bay. But all he could do was be there for Ed when they did happen. To wake him from the horrors, to be his guiding light away from the darkness, to hold him while he calmed down from his panicked state. Some nights were worse than others. Sometimes he'd wake, startled and in a sweat, but other times he'd wake up frantic and gasping for air, even crying which Ed rarely did. During those moments he'd wrap Edward in his arms and hold him against his body, helping calm him down while reminding him that he was safe, that wherever he was in his nightmare, was not where he really was. That whatever was happening was not real. Just a nightmare. He'd use everything he had to comfort and console him - his voice, his hands, his body, his lips. All things that did help, but some moments took longer than others, but Stede would hold and rock him for however long it took, or however long Edward needed.

And tonight was one of those nights where it seemed to be particularly horrible. He was muttering in his sleep, whimpering even, and twitching and flinching, all which woke Stede from his slumber and when he realized what was happening, Stede instantly turned to wake Edward up. He first used his voice, calling out to him, only because he didn't want to scare him more by touching him since he wasn't sure exactly what was happening in his dream, but he had an idea of it based on what Edward told him the night before. Of what his nightmares had been about as of late. Hornigold and the life of hell under his reign. The mental and physical torture he, and the other crewmembers, had endured while on his ship. It sickened Stede to hear of some of the stories and he's sure that the things Edward told him, weren't even the worst of what happened.

But he wasn't there. He'd never be there again. He'd never have to deal with Hornigold again. Except within his nightmares, it seemed. But for how long, Stede wondered. Stede feared. He just hated seeing Edward so hurt, so scared, so broken, and he desperately wished there was something more he could do. Some nights he slept fine, especially when they fell asleep with Stede holding him, keeping Edward against his chest, shielding him from any harm, protecting him from any threat. But there were those nights where Stede didn't protect him well enough. But it never stopped him from being there after the fact, to guide him back to safety. Back to home.

"Of course I stayed." Stede tells him, watching as he holds his hand to his face, letting him do whatever he wanted, or needed, that provided him with any comfort and sense of safety. "I'm always going to be here, Edward. No matter what those nightmares tell you, no matter what happens in them, I'm here and you're safe." He promises him, his thumb stroking against his scruffy cheek while moving his body closer. "I love you, too." He murmurs, gently bringing Edward's hand to his lips. "I love everything about you. When you smile, when you cry.." He says the last one as he gently wipes a falling tear from his cheek. He knew how much Edward hated to cry, how he hated to be seen crying, but Stede wanted him to know he was safe to do so with Stede. He'd never laugh, he'd never call him weak, he'd never judge him - Stede's own father did that with him - but god, he'd never do that with Ed. Or anyone. But especially not Ed. He catches another tear under his thumb and then he brings their foreheads together.

"Especially when you smile. Hm?" A gentle kiss to his lips, waiting for it. "I know it's there somewhere." Another kiss. "Ah, is that it there? Almost?" Another kiss, still holding his face and catching any tear that falls from his eyes.

#stede is the sweetest look at this sap #poor edward. my heart breaks for him #c; stede bonnet #fxckin blackbeard

[ego-osbourne]

Sam x Ego for the Weekend Pt. 2

Some spicier ones further down, but I don’t think they’re enough for the filter, so avert your eyes if you would rather not see them

Ego is too short for regular kisses, usually, but belly kisses are on. the. table.

Holy hell not me forgetting that Ego has metal feet, put those FLESHY DOGS AWAY //I am an idiot

I’ve just accepted that Sam is canonically Really Fxckin Tall™ and his tail will never be the same length twice

#sanguine #ego #sam x ego #daedric lord #daedric prince #Daedra #ldb #last dragonborn #dovahkiin #tes #tesblr #tesv #Skyrim #elder scrolls #the elder scrolls #fic #fanfic #my art #the dez illusion #tdi

[indestructiblelittlefuckers]

@fxckin-blackbeard (cont)

It felt... odd giving these flowers to Ed. He had never done anything like this before for anyone, let alone for his Captain. He wasn't even sure what he was thinking when he first thought of picking up the flowers. He thought that... perhaps doing something nice for Ed would cheer him up, would show him that Izzy cared. He was fucking terrible at this, romance, nice gestures or whatever the fuck that was.

And now as he gives the flowers to Ed, he feels like an idiot. ❝I can just throw them away.❞ he murmurs, looking awkwardly at his feet. Fuckin' hell, he really needed to get drunk and pretend that this never ever happened. And he just hopes that Ed can return the courtesy of forgetting about this.

#when two people that are horrible at talking and showing their feelings spend decades together xD #fxckin blackbeard #muse (izzy) #anyway sorry for yet another thread #you don't have to continue of course!

[joyfulfxckery]

OMGOMGOMGOMG GUYS

I just want to give a huge

✨THANK YOU✨

to literally everyone that's shown love to Space Cats, like holy fxck it's blowing my mind that it has almost 200 notes in TWO freaking days!!?!

Like I can't, fxckin' hell, I can't there's no thought process I'm stunned xD

#the predator #the predator 2018 #yautja #yautja x human

[onion-ass]

Wanna say a big fat fuck you to everyone who came to my first Elysian theater show tonight. You hated my show. And that’s cool. You let me know. And that’s cool too. None of you laughed even once. That’s cool too. But Some of the ugliest people I have ever seen in my fucking life were at my show tonight. Really ugly and losers. Coincidence? 🤣🤣🤣🤣I don’t give a shit! Not mean. Sometime I just say how it is.. Everyone jealous & hungry for my fire pussy. 🙄 Sit and spin on this! My middle finger. Now I don’t learn a lot when things like this happen but All I can say is, Well hey I’m just me. I never said I was anything else, well except for being the mother fxckin princess. 😜 Hell YEAH im the mother fucking princess as they say. 🍭 Fire cracker since I was bron everyone said since I was old enough to walk! 💯now at my show People were saying out loud “this is the worst show I’ve ever seen in my life”. Out LOUD during my show. Born in a barn? You fuckin look like it.🤣🤣🤣 “this show is bad!” I heard from behind ur DIET Coke🤮 Well you must have never seen how little your mom “showed” when she was pregnant w your ugly ass bc she barely showed bc you were small like w baseball ugly ass 🤣😂🤣 I can take it but I can also dish it out. Can you? I suck cock and ride cock like a rockstar last night on tour!I don’t need a good review & I definitely don’t need your approvarl. I try hard not to let stuff get to me and I just keep being me😋I love every minute of life and my smile shows that and people say they see it in my smile they stop dead in their tracts like they want me to suck on their cock or somethin 🤣🤣🤣 I do it sometimes. ❤️ Fuck yeah. But I will say, sometimes I have thoughts of the ending it all. But then I remember hell yeah I’m the mutha fxckin princess! I always get the last laugh & the biggest cherry on the cake is If you came to my show tonight, u DEFINITELY hav bed bugs now 🤣 bc I have them now && I been givin them to everyone on accident 🤣 ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

And yeah there is shit in my hair in these photos bc I was eatin sprouts! Want an Oscar award for ur detective work sherlock 🤣

#patti harrison #literally iconic #had no idea who she was until my coworker read this word for word over the headset while i was trying to take drive thru orders

[lighthousepyrate]

@fxckin-blackbeard asked:  “ i  didn’t  have  enough  rocks  to  write  out  ‘ help ’  so  i  just  spelled  out  ‘ hell ’ . ”

"Well, at least it's accurate," Stede lamented, tracing patterns with a stick in the sand. "How could they just forget about us?" It was plainly obvious only two people returned in the dingy. And sailing off without doing a headcount? Stede taught them better than that. Heaving a sigh, he stood from the rock he used for a makeshift seat.

"I'm starting to think they left us here on purpose." Squinting against the midday sun, he could still make out The Revenge lingering on the horizon. Though it hadn’t seemed to move for a few hours now...

But why? They still had to get the oranges for Fang, despite Jim's insistence the sole tree on this otherwise desolate little isle bared the fruit. It did surprise him when both they and Oluwande joined them on the trip, especially given everything that transpired.

"I knew those teeth looked familiar," muttered Stede, scowling. "He never had scurvy at all!"

Ever since the majority of the crew returned to his- Ed- Blackbeard's ship things had been... tense, to say the least. After all the shouting, arguing, and tears, things fell into an uneasy civility. Only a few murder attempts thrown in here and there. 

Things between him and Edward Blackbeard hadn't improved much either, which was why Stede was surprised to find him aboard the dingy too. What Stede didn't notice was the concealed weapon pointed squarely at Ed the whole ride over.

#to laden in finery; ed (fxckin-blackbeard) #verse; bridge over troubled waters #//the crew really said 'we're locking them in a room together' #except it's a deserted island

[makerofmadness]

WOW I GET A FXCKIN' UNTAGGED PIRACY POST ON MY DASH WHILE I'M SHADOWBANNED SO I CAN'T EVEN ASK FOR THE PERSON TO TAG IT WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY

HELL ON EARTH

#FXCK IT I'M PULLING OUT THE SIDEBLOG #As if I wasn't getting enough anxiety from the whole being shadowbanned part

[automatismoateo]

Muslims are misogynistic hypocrites via /r/atheism

Muslims are misogynistic hypocrites

First of all, sorry if my English isn't good, I'm not a native. For some context, I live in a secular country with a Muslim minority, and I don't know much about Islam so this probably won't scratch the surface on how fxcked up these people are. The fxckin 1920s were more progressive than the average Muslim today (when it comes to women) The men do whatever the hell they want, (the only thing they follow is to not eat pork and fasting) but criticize women for everything. One example: I just saw a video on TikTok of a Morrocan girl answering some slightly s3xual questions and all the Muslim men in the comments were slutshaming her in such disgusting ways they even shocked ME (a young woman who grew up between ghetto schools and juvie and who started watching very questionable YouTubers way too young) but I entered those guys profiles and guess what? They have non Muslim girlfriends, party, smoke, drink, have tattoos, etc. There would be nothing wrong with that if it weren't for the fact they shame women for doing the same. I also found out that Muslims pay A DOWRY when they marry. Not kidding, they BUY their wives. Don't even get me started on the things that happen to women and girls in North África and Middle Eastern countries because of Islam: FGM, not letting girls get an education, banning them from work, the obsession with virginity, honor killings, forced marriages, having more than one wife, forcing them to cover, not letting them do anything without a man's permission, sending them to jail for having premarital sx (rap3 victims too), no ab0rtion rights, stoning and lashing etc.

It's so enfuriating.

Submitted March 19, 2023 at 12:33PM by OnionWide3741 (From Reddit https://ift.tt/O7ClAYd)

#reddit

[thisismytrashok]

Blocked nose? Our home smells like it got wallpapered in oil paint bc my dad knocked over my turpentine oil. I can assure you your blocked nose (nose included!) will disappear right away!

#fxckin hell #turpentine #turpentine oil #art #oil paint #oil painting #painting #artblr #artist #cold #NOSE #how should i sleep #our house is tiny #*sigh* #good night

[col0r-me-blue]

it's really upsetting to me that I have to eat right now cuz I just had surgery to get my wisdon teeth out and I have to eat with my pain meds which I really need, just soft foods tho and fluids, but still with how often I have to take my meds it's frustrating:( it made me up my calorie intake to 500-700cal now when before it was 150-300cal like someone in that range and I'm just so nervous I'm gonna gain

#nervous #calories #anoreixa #bulima #anamia #upset #fxckin hell

[avastyetwats]

Continued from here. @fxckin-blackbeard

Was he really trying to hide his hand behind his back? Like Stede hadn't already seen the injury? Like there wasn't blood dripping onto the floorboards beneath him? Did he really think Stede would fall for that? He was a little offended, honestly, and somewhat annoyed that Edward was trying to hide it. It wasn't just a little scratch, either, not with that amount of blood. What the hell did he do?

"Are you really trying to hide your hand from me, Ed? I already saw the blood. I can see more. Look!" He points to the very small, but growing puddle behind him. The droplets are increasing in volume, likely because he's squeezing his hand trying to stop the bleeding, but he's only making it worse. And yet he still goes on about nailing the boards, trying to act casual, as though he didn't cut or stab his hand, as though he wasn't bleeding out all over the living room floor! Okay, perhaps bleeding out all over the living room floor was a bit exaggerated, but it was still enough to warrant concern.

Finally, Ed admits to it. "Yeah, you hurt your hand, you nut! Why wouldn't you just say something?" Stede moves over to him, then, and gently takes his free hand into his. "Come on, Ed. Let's get it cleaned up, hm? We'll worry about the nailing later." Then he pauses, realizing what he said and how it sounded, so he looks at Ed who has this grin on his face and Stede rolls his eyes. "Don't say it." He warns with a grin of his own, pulling him into the kitchen and to the faucet. "Here. Rinse your hand while I grab the basket." He turns on the faucet and exits the kitchen to do just that, minutes later returning with a small basket of things. Bandage rolls, gauze, cloths, a few bottles of different salves and ointments and even some suture. Their emergency first aid basket, Stede called it. They made sure to snatch some from the Revenge as well as from the town whenever they visited. They had to keep themselves stocked.

"Let me see." He holds out his hand and when Ed places his wounded hand into his, Stede frowns. "This looks a little deep..." But not deep enough to warrant stitching. "How bad does it hurt?"

#Ed's turn to be taken care of! #even though it's just a hand wound but still #Dr. Stede has got this #c; stede bonnet #fxckin blackbeard

[fireproofphoenix]

Next person to tell me happy new years is gonna get bopped in the noggin. I worked 3p-7a the past three nights and now I've got to deal with everyone throwing ragers in the hotel all night. Thrown out six different rooms, each with well over 30 people in each, weed smoke so thick in the halls I can't see shit on my cameras, been decked twice, and have cops in my lot and lobby because someone called them and warned that a group was pissed abt no refund plus a $250 smoking fee for their room and that they're gonna come back armed and demand I refund their room. Every one of the dozens of phone calls I've gotten since 5pm has been for a jacuzzi room. On New Year's Eve. And when I explain the rooms have been sold out since before Christmas, I am a liar/bastard/jackass/etc (actual words from nearly every one of them) and deserve to be fired for denying people rooms that they "know" I still have available. It is only 130am. I am so tired.

#Well we know we can trust you to handle it better than the other employees #fuck holidays #holiday pay and the overtime aint enough to deal with this shit #stg #pro tip #dont work in a hotel #it is the closest to hell ive seen in years #and yet im denied my requested time off every flipping time #i want hazard pay and paid time off dealing with this type of shit EVERY HOLIDAY cuz they schedule me for EVERY HOLIDAY because #like wtaf my dude #so fxckin tired man

[fxckin-polkadots]

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[yetanotherreader]

Useful—6(1)

Genre: College AU

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Y/N Y/L/N

Summary: The school's most popular boy wants to be friends with Y/N, out of the blue. It definitely doesn't have anything to do with her hot best friend, though.

Word Count (For the chapter): 6,367

Warnings (For the chapter): Fluff, Mentions of Depression, suicide attempts, murder, angst, panic attack, fluff, more fluff?

A/N: Well, hello there. First of all, THANK YOU. I mean it, thank you so much. You guys are so supportive, it makes me feel I don't deserve y'all. And since I made you wait extra long for this chapter, I wrote an extra long chapter. Does it make up for the delay?

Just got to know I can't make a post this long so I'm going to post this chapter in two parts. If you're patient enough, please do read. Thank you.

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Chapter 6(1)

Chapter 5

"Really now? That's where you bring me?" Dean said, as you rolled your eyes at his, pretty much, failed attempt at hiding the excited little girl he was being.

"Stop, huh. Stop acting like you don't enjoy this." A mischievous smile formed on his lips when you said it at god knew what he thought.

"But theme park rides? What are we? Babies?"

"Babies go on theme park rides?" You looked at him, amused by the stupidity that practically dropped off every word of that sentence, "Alright, grandpa, you can sit at a side while I go enjoy those rides alone. Come on, Dean!"

"Only because you insist." He said as he grabbed your hand and dragged you through the gates. You didn't even remember visiting a theme park, it's been that long you came to one. It was beautiful and you already were ready to jump into every ride you find. It was mesmerizing.

Painfully mesmerizing. Just a reminder of how you fucked up your childhood. But you were going to enjoy today. You had come here with your best friend, and nothing—no haunting past memories—was going to make you less happy about today.

"Here, sunshine," amidst your thoughts, you didn't even realize when Dean's hand slipped out of yours and he went. You shook your head to break the chain of thoughts. 

Dean stood there, with a kid grin on his face, holding two candy floss in either of his hands. The sight was to behold, as something inside you did a somersault, and just like that all the dark memories faded away as you took the blue one from him.

"You're gonna leave me with the pink one?" He pouted, giving you one of his puppy dog eyes, which he claimed he learned from his little brother.

"Not working on me, Dean. Go tell Sam he wasn't a good teacher." You said, chuckling. And you couldn't have misheard it for the death of you, Dean giggled. Actually, giggled. Like a baby. It made your heart flutter inside your ribs and just like that, you let your eyes linger on his freckled face for longer than it was appropriate for a friend.

"Do you think we should go to that place first?" You followed Dean's gaze and shook your head seeing a small 'pie stall'.

"So typical of you, jade boy." You arched your eyebrows at him, "what d'ya say we go on some rides and tire ourselves a little before that?

He pouted, again, the cutest pout you've ever seen, as you laughed at the ridiculousness of his face, "that face does not suit you, Dean. Get back at being that tough guy."

He followed behind, as you made your way to the stall. He beamed,"As if you don't die to kiss it off my lips all the time."

"Watching too many chick flicks these days, huh, Winchester?" You responded, too quickly, without turning to look at him and let him see your flushed cheeks. Comments like these made you want to think if Dean sees you like someone more than just his best friend too, if he ever had thoughts of both of you together in more than the way you were. It wasn't something that happened all the time, but sometimes you liked to wonder. Dean was everything that a good guy could be, and much more than you deserved. You could never make that place in his heart. And definitely not with how you looked. 

Sitting down on one of the small tables, you sighed. Licking the candy straw one last time, you tossed it in the dustbin that wasn't too far away from where you seated. Dean let out an amused laugh, "My kinda girl!"

You looked at him taking a seat in front of you on one the plastic chairs, with a scrunched up nose and a sheepish smile, "What even?" You laughed a little, "Your kinda girls lick it off the stick, now?"

Dean almost choked on his floss before smirking at you, "yeah, yeah they do."

It took you a moment before you realized what you just said and you hid your face in your hands, "Oh my god, Dean! Shit shit shit, I didn't mean it like that!"

By this time, Dean was doubling over laughter. He kept his forehead on his fists in order to hide his face as he kept laughing.

"Alright stop okay, it wasn't even that big a deal." You scoffed, embarrassed, trying to stifle your own laugh. Dean's smile was contagious, especially when he was like this—laughing his heart out with an almost red face while his eyes crinkled in those gorgeous crow feet which were starting to become your weakness, "Oh god, Dean, stop."

And just like that you both were laughing, unbothered by the people around giving you crazy looks. For the first time in a very very long time, you didn't care about how you looked while laughing. It just came naturally with him, easier,"Your face...you should have seen your face." He took a deep breath, regaining his ability to speak, "I'll go bring us the pie."

"I'm paying!" You yelled after him, as the smile faded away from your lips. You knew he didn't mean it like that, he never would but the voice in the back of your head was hell bent on convincing you otherwise. He just meant it in a funny way, like you would if you said something like this to someone, but for some reason you couldn't help but think there was something about your face that forced a laughter out of him. If he thought your face was funny or weird, or if he thought you were ugly but was just too nice to say it directly. Your heart felt heavy, and suddenly you wanted some air. Your self doubts were the worst thing. They never let you enjoy, worse they always ended up ruining your days. You subconsciously pulled out your phone and looked at your dark reflection, observing just how flawed your face was. Every little scar looked back at you, the little milia under your eyebrows or your not-so-cute nose. You hated looking at yourself, face or elsewhere, it felt like you were made of flaws. And if you couldn't love them yourself, why would someone else? You shook your head, it wasn't the time for this. Today, you came here to spend some time with your best friend. Hating yourself could wait for later.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Dean's soft voice shook you out of your trance.

"Uh-actually.. nothing. Where's the pie?" 

"It's coming. What's up with you, really? One moment you're being all adorable and the next you're serious like this. Are you okay?"

Adorable. That's what he meant. He doesn't think you're ugly.

Or maybe he does? 

You squeezed your eyes shut, trying to silence your thoughts, but in vain. They kept getting louder, telling you to just stand up and walk away from him. 

You don't deserve a good friend like him, you'll ruin his life too.

You knew where this was heading, and if you didn't stop it now you're going to make a clown out of yourself in the middle of a fxckin' fair. You tried to take a deep breath, your shaky hands came up to your ears trying to stop the voice, but it felt like you didn't even know how to breathe.

"Hey, hey, hey," You heard a familiar voice at a distance, "Y/N!" You felt two warm, big hands on yours, and you opened your eyes to see concerned green orbs looking back, "You're okay, I'm here."

It took you a second or two to register what was happening, and it felt like a bucket of cold water thrown on you. You were here, in front of Dean who knelt in front of you, looking like a weakling. This wasn't supposed to happen, this was supposed to be his day. You pulled your hands away from underneath his to make a hold of his wrists and slowly remove his palms from your face, "I'm..I'm okay. Just fine."

Dean's brows furrowed in confusion at the hint of cold in your tone, followed by a subtle clench in his jaw. He stood up, took a step back and looked away, with a stoic expression, "Yeah. You're okay."

You breathed out his name, still a little shaky and out of breath. You knew you needed him, but something held you back. You were so used to dealing with everything by yourself, that having someone now just felt weird.

"It's fine, Y/N. But I'm here, okay? And I'm not going anywhere," his few words of reassurance meant a lot more to you than you cared to admit. He walked up to you and held your hands pulling you on your feet, "Need a hug?"

You bit your lip, not sure how to tell him that you did. Fiddling with your fingers, you looked up at him through your lashes to see him smile and mumble an 'idiot' as he engulfed you in his embrace. It was a full bear hug, and it was funny someone like Dean gave it to you. He was a huge softie for a tough guy he acted like.

"See it wasn't that hard," he said nuzzling your neck, and if you didn't know any better you would think this intimate gesture had a meaning.

"Shut up, dork," you giggled, feeling his stubbles tickle at your nape, "You're so touchy."

"Don't tell anyone though," He pulled away, looking at your grinning face with a soft smile, arms still around you, "So now, listen here. We are going to eat that delicious pie, I'm taking the bigger piece, till we gain a couple extra pounds and we are going to go have fun and we won't give your pretty little brain enough time to go south."

"Sounds about right!" You beamed.

The next hour was spent having the time of your life. The rides you'd never been on before, you did now, and if you were being honest to yourself, you had never had so much fun before. You wondered why you never had it when you were a kid. Dean was so good with the bumper cars, you just realized how interested he is in cars again. It was funny to see him trying to fit, though. It took awhile for him  to adjust his large frame in that tiny car, whilst you laughed your ass off. He made sure to take revenge, though, and bumped his car in yours again and again. And then there was the mechanical bull. Your favourite. It was the first time you sat on one, and boi did you underestimate it. You, even, challenged Dean calling it 'easy peasy' and all he did was smirk at you. You should have understood it wasn't as easy as you thought it was. You barely lasted a few seconds before being thrown off, and this time it was Dean's turn to laugh. Dean lasted on it for almost a minute, yelling 'Yee Haw' making everyone laugh.

Two old ladies came up to you while you goofed around with your drinks, and you found out they were together. They almost fangirled over you both, telling you stories of how they sneaked out of their houses to go to carnivals and how much you kids reminded them of their youth. You almost choked on your coke while Dean seemed to enjoy it, "Right? Y/N and I have been together since high school. Her parents didn't allow her to date back then, and we sneaked away to meet. You won't believe it, our first kiss was scandalous. Right, sweetheart?"

You stared at him with a mouth agape, what the hell was he high on? You narrowed your eyes at him and he looked at you mischievously, as if challenging you to continue. Oh, this could be a game of two. You smiled at him, as you turned your head towards the couple looking at you both with starstruck eyes, "It was my first kiss. It's kind of funny. I made this one wait three months before I actually let him kiss me, and that was the kiss of a lifetime. Not because it was perfect, but because it wasn't. He was staying at his uncle's with his little brother, Sam that day. His Uncle just happened to be my neighbour. He sneaked out in the middle of the night, climbed up to my room. We were watching a movie, cuddling and it just kind of happened. He leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. Like I said, it was my first so I didn't know how to kiss him back. He thought I didn't want it, so he apologized. Kept saying sorry with that adorable face until I had to stop him." You looked up at him, again, with a smirk as he looked back intrigued, "with a kiss."

He arch his brow, clearly enjoying this as the shorter woman cooed. You wiggled your brows at him, and he took it as his cue to continue, "and that took my breath away. We made out on her bed, while her parents were just a room away. That was the hottest thing I had ever experienced, well until something else happened of course," He smirked again, looking at you as you bit your lip in anticipation of what's coming next. His eyes traveled down to your lips at your little action, "She's the hottest thing you'll ever see, not that you will, when she takes control. She looks innocent and all, but she's a wild kitten in bed. And then there are times when she completely surrenders, letting me have my way with her-"

"Too much information, babe!" You squeaked. Your eyes wide and cheeks flushed as you stared at his face, his expressions mischievous. He smirked, snaking his arms around your waist pulling you possessively to him. This was the closest you'd ever been to him, physically, and you were afraid he could feel your heart thumping in your ribs as your chests pressed with his.

He looked at you with a winning expression and whispered in your ears, "Lost so soon, wild kitten?" You could feel your ears heating up and you knew very well he saw it too. This wasn't how it was going to be, he wasn't going to know that he had that power on you, even though he did and let him tease you about it for the rest of your life. You were going to take the winning shot. You stood on your tiptoes, slowly pressing your lips to the side or his mouth, letting them linger for a second or two as you whispered a 'no' against his skin. You pulled away, looking back at his flushed face. You made Dean Winchester blush, you deserved a goddamn medal. After a moment the reality of the situation hit you. You just almost kissed your best friend. It was a game, and you hoped it didn't ruin things between you two. Your best friend mattered to you more than a silly crush you had on him.

"Oh my god, you two are so cute!" The shorter woman squealed, effectively pulling you out of your thoughts, pulling both of you out of them. You saw her looking at you with an awed face, while her taller wife scolded her a bit, "Sorry, I just get a little excited around young couples."

"It's okay, we didn't mind." Dean spoke politely, his hands still around your waist, "but I think we should get going. It's going to get dark in a couple more hours."

Walking out of the small hut, you didn't know how to form words. You couldn't believe you did that, you just hoped Dean let it past. It was so awkward, and you knew he could feel the tension too. Great, you just ended your most beautiful friendshi-

"So, uh-" Dean started, trying to cut through the tension, "First kiss, huh?"

"High school girlfriend, huh?" 

"Well," he chuckled, "You won't deny it was fun. I mean, now that I think of it, we can make a pretty good couple."

You laughed, all the tension leaving your body at his fun tone, "You bet. A pretty good, scandalous couple, who make out in the room next to my parents."

He laughed, throwing his head back this time, "Wild kitten? How ridiculous."

"That part got me. What was going through your mind when you said that?"

"A lot of things. Fantasizing my best friend? Scandalous, enough?"

"Oh my god, Dean" you laughed, trying to hide your blush as Dean threw his arms around your shoulders, "Let's go there, I still want a ride."

"On me?"

"Shut up."

You stood in front of the giant ride, eyes beaming with excitement. You wanted to go on it as soon as you entered the park. Loop-o-plane. "Let's do it!"

"I-I am not going anywhere near that thing," You frowned and looked at your best friend only to have him look ahead with saucer-like eyes. 

"Why?" You whined.

"What if that thing comes out?"

"What thing?"

"That thing that's keeping this thing in place."

You looked at him like he's grown horns, "No it won't."

"But what if it does?"

"Do you trust me?"

"With my life," his voice went soft, you turning to look at him, as his voice grew high again, "but I don't trust that thing. It's a machine, Y/N. You should never trust a machine. What if that belt breaks and we fall down and die? I hate hospitals!"

You grinned amused by his childishness, "We won't fall down, Dean, and you won't have to go to the hospital."

"Nah."

You sighed, "Alright, you can stay here and I'll go. Is that okay, now?"

His eyes grew wider, "Y/N Y/L/N, no. I know you ain't all that fond of your life but I'm not letting you get yourself killed."

"What-what even? I'm not going to get myself killed. Please, De? Please, please, please, please, pretty please?"

"Don't give me that look," you flashed him your most innocent pleading face as he glared at you, "Argh, if we die, we die together. I hate you so much."

"All the love back." You grinned, pulling him by his arms.

The next two minutes were the longest two minutes of your life. Dean screamed like a little girl, clinging to you until you couldn't feel your eyes and hand anymore. It was fun and it was torture. When you got off the ride, both of you were a little shaken, rather Dean was a lot.

"See! I told you it'll be fun." You said, cautiously, as Dean glared at you. He walked faster until he was ahead of you, "Aye grumpy soldier, come on!"

"I am never hanging out with you ever again. You little, you little-"

"Little what?" You ran up to him, and grinned, "Wild kitten?"

You could have sworn you saw his lips curl up a bit. He looked at you, narrowing his eyes, "You aren't my best friend. You're an enemy in disguise. Who sent you?"

"Lucifer!" You giggled.

"Or are you satan?"

"Hey!" You whined as he laughed circling his arms around your shoulders. You let out a little yawn, "I'm tired."

He smiled down at you, his face looking shades of pink from the setting sun. His freckles stood out darker than usual. He was a sight, so beautiful, "Let's take you home, sleepyhead."

By the time you were on the road, it was pretty dark. You sang loudly to the radio with Dean, all the tiredness leaving your body. It turned out to be the best day of your life. You, your best friend shutting the world out and living your best life.

"Dean, stop!"

"What? Why?"

"Pull over, pull over." Dean pulled over at the side of the road as you stepped out, Dean following suit, "Look at that."

Dean followed your gaze, his breath hitching at the beautiful scene in front of him. There were a couple of swans in the middle of the lake, bowing their heads in front of each other under the moonlit sky, "Wow.."

"They are mating," You whispered.

"Mating as in banging?" You couldn't help but chuckle lightly at Dean's genuine curiosity, "What?"

"No, not yet at least," You said, keeping your voice low, "They are surrendering themselves to each other. For a lifetime. The heart they're making, it's their courtship ritual. They flutter their wings, sing and dance and bow down to each other offering each other their lifetimes. They are said to be epitome of true love. Some of them even die of heartbreak if their mate dies before them."

Dean looked at the sight, awestruck. He never saw something like this before. He could all but whisper, "That is beautiful. You think such love exists between humans?"

"Like soulmates? I don't know. I never saw any. Most of the people I saw are either together because they have to, or just break each other's hearts. You?"

"Don't know. About what you said, my parents loved each other a lot. I don't know if I can love like that though."

"Maybe when the right girl comes?"

"When the right girl comes." He looked at you with a small smile and soft eyes. You, once again, read his features. He was the most beautiful man you'd ever seen, and it reminded you everyday why you would never be deserving of him. The moonlight danced on his face gracefully, and it almost took your breath away. He was gorgeous.

"You think we can go anywhere near them? Will they run away?

You shook your head lightly, pulling yourself out of your long shot of a dream, "No they won't run away, they will attack."

"Oops"

"But we can sit a little far away from them, see that bench?" You nodded to a bench near the lake, away from the swans, "Wanna sit for a while?"

He nodded, excitedly as you made your way to the bench with your hands held together, "Y/N," Dean whispered looking at you as you sat on the worn out wooden bench, "Thanks for today. It's the most fun I had in years."

"Me too." You smiled back at him.

There was a shift in the atmosphere, which you couldn't quite comprehend. It was different with Dean tonight, almost intimate. His hand never left yours as you sat by the side of the river and you didn't try to pull away either. It felt perfect. You took a leap of faith shifting closer to him, and dare you say if it were a fragment of your imagination, you saw a little smile on his face. His thumb caressed the back of your hand, and you knew whatever it was tonight would be an unspoken story by the morning. None of you will speak a word about it, but you wanted to cherish it right now. You put your head on his shoulder and he let out a sigh, returning the gesture and bringing your joined hands to his lap. You sat together in silence, seeing the mute swans at a distance singing out their love for each other.

"I'm sorry," you whispered after a while.

"For?" He whispered back, none of you wanted to break the trance you were in.

"For yesterday. I was a bitch, you didn't deserve that."

He sighed, "Sweetheart, don't beat yourself up for that."

"I don't understand why you put up with me. All I do is hurt you."

"You know what you do? You cheer me up when I'm down. You hug me outside a party house when you see that I'm struggling. You join me for movies on Friday nights and I absolutely love that. And you know what more? When you think you messed up, you come and make up for it. You don't just let it pass, or get away with it. You don't go back to being friends again acting like nothing happened, you own up to your mistakes and apologize. You make things right. Maybe we don't talk about ourselves a lot with each other, but the nights that are hard for me, I always think that I'm not alone. That there's a girl out there rooting for me, that I matter to someone and she will miss me if I am gone. You keep me going, Y/N and that is why I put up with you."

Chapter—6(2)

A/N: So yeah, the second chapter is coming right up. I hope it's not too much for one day. Also, feedback is greatly appreciated.

Btw, I LOVE YOU ALL.

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CHAPTER ONE :   curiosity leads to trouble.

text  transcript  between  henri  rousseau,  jasper  atkinson,  roman  keating,  banks  delcoy,  and  thalia  pham on  june  4th,  2020 .

henri rousseau: bonjour y'all henri rousseau: hope u are all doing well........ because i most certainly AM NOT. i have been reminded as to why i have not nor will not EVER cleanup anything again because i'm pretty sure i've been burdened with someone's satanic necklace. so if anyone asks you what finally killed me off it's this fxckin thing  https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/308390827342823434/703081303502749786/DuP5_nFVAAAt43K.png jasper atkinson: if you touched it you're cursed bro roman keating: did you really have to curse the whole damn chat henri henri rousseau: HEY if i have to suffer so does everyone else thalia pham: this chat was already cursed lbr jasper atkinson: are you bringing that home roman keating: just say because of me and go jasper atkinson: is it already home thalia pham: roman's right thalia pham: for maybe the first time in his life henri rousseau: it may or may not be in my pocket en route....... somewhere as we speak jasper atkinson: somewhere? henri rousseau: where are you jasper? thalia pham: i'm sure you have nothing to be afraid of jasper atkinson: just got off work thalia pham: aside from looking @ it bc it's ugly jasper atkinson: you're scaring me roman keating: i won't be associating myself with henri until further notice jasper atkinson: i cant believe henri Died before telling me where tf he was roman keating: rip henri jasper atkinson: 😔 roman keating: i'll be renaming my boat as a nod. please refer to it as eggs-ta-sea from now on jasper atkinson: no one's gonna do that banks delcoy: eggs-ta-sea lives on thalia pham: this is why our chat is cursed roman keating: banks will henri rousseau: i'm not dead just skateboarding home jasper atkinson: HOME jasper atkinson: you better not go home. meet me @ work banks delcoy: tf is it from though, it looks old banks delcoy: think the scott psychics would buy it if you told them you actually think it's cursed thalia pham: it's probably a touristy key chain or something henri rousseau: awww yes mutual suffering!! this is why u are my fav cousin roman keating: they'll buy a toenail if you say it's cursed jasper atkinson: scott psychics wouldnt buy something fake jasper atkinson: thalia's right it's probably a keychain henri rousseau: IT'S NOT FAKE it..... does things jasper atkinson: what does it do? are you flying to two whales? banks delcoy: does it do fun tricks? roman keating: it's not a dog banks thalia pham: it's probably worth like 3 dollars henri rousseau: i know this may or may not sound insane but okay jasper atkinson: when do you sound sane is the main question henri rousseau: it whispered things to me roman keating: sweet nothings? banks delcoy: hey lil mama  jasper atkinson: did you just find my shrooms thalia pham: henri have u eaten today henri rousseau: i had a v. nice grilled cheese this morning, yes jasper atkinson: yeah the pan is still on the stove thalia hes not lying thalia pham: and you're not dehydrated either? thalia pham: ofc u heathens leave that on the stove roman keating: he's fine thalia he's just on drugs henri rousseau: i'm not this time i swear!!! on drugs or dehydrated! banks delcoy: dude i have a store to fix, no time for some weird talking keychain jasper atkinson: what did it tell you henri henri rousseau: i'm really fucking spooked okay it sounded like everything rushing at me all at once and i was just trying to mind my own BUSINESS and take photos okay. i was being good!!! thalia pham: whatever happened it's not ur fault thalia pham: but if u took something roman keating: then why do you still have it. throw it away jasper atkinson: what did you hear, henri? henri rousseau: but that's why i kept it! to show you! idk man it was weird like..... the ocean but when i mean the ocean i mean all kinds of ocean noises thalia pham: how many ocean noises even are there banks delcoy: an ugly conch shell, great jasper atkinson: did you check to see if that pearl was real banks delcoy: i was joking before but if you're that on edge about it, might actually be worth going to the scotts. just for the hell of it roman keating: what happens next is shocking henri rousseau: i mean there's no harm in like just....... swinging on by right? jasper? jasper atkinson: shut up roman jasper atkinson: hes scared roman keating: well maybe he should've just left it on the ground jasper thalia pham: i'm down to pop in there jasper atkinson: you want me to come? thalia pham: as long as we get food bc i'm starving jasper atkinson: i can bring us food from work jasper atkinson: cook owes me jasper atkinson: do you still hear it henri? henri rousseau: but what if i left it on the ground and someone else picked it up and it worse idk i just felt a need to show you all roman keating: then this would be their problem banks delcoy: you're saying better we be cursed than some tourist, huh henri rousseau: it's in my pocket kinda like...... out of sight out of mind jasper atkinson: no point in hating on henri for picking it up guys, it's already done jasper atkinson: as if you wouldn't have done the same banks delcoy: i have to finish something up here, but i can meet you guys in twenty? thalia pham: that works 4 me jasper atkinson: i can get there in 20 yeh roman keating: you really are all going thalia pham: i'm bringing a thermometer to check henri's temperature jasper atkinson: youre welcome to sit at home and get fomo rome roman keating: just because you said that i'm coming fuck you thalia pham: in case a fever is making u delusional jasper atkinson: see you there romey :* roman keating: 🖕🏾 thalia pham: get a room jasper atkinson: thalia can you bring the jacket i forgot in ur kitchen henri rousseau: thank u all for being with me in my hour of need. i mean think of it this way... at least we can all be cursed together thalia pham: yeah i got it jas!!! banks delcoy: yeah, real uplifting jasper atkinson: i got cursed the day you became my cousin jasper atkinson: whats one more?

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