#god ive wished and prayed and asked him over and over

[eccentricwritingbaby]

baby, incoming!

carlos sainz x fem!singer!reader

summary - you and carlos have been married for over a year now and you’ve gone MIA. what could be the reason? new music or a new beginning? maybe both?

fc - emrata

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“and you’re sure you’ll be alright while i’m gone, mi amor?” carlos asks you for what feels like the hundredth time as he is packing up his suitcase. you sigh, walking out of your shared closet and placing another one of his clean ferrari polos into the suitcase and then heading to take a seat on the bed next to his luggage.

“quierdo, soy perfecto. i am pregnant, not dying. now please stop worrying about me while your parents as well as mine stay down the street. i am not alone, mi amor, and you are my first call if anything happens,” carlos listens carefully as he forgets about packing momentarily to come stand between your legs that were dangling off the bed, you reach out as he moves closer to hold both of his hands in yours in order for him to receive the message fully, “porfa, i will be fine just like i have been before,”

carlos gives a quick squeeze to your hands and a brief kiss on your forehead as he soaks in the words he was just told, “yo sé, cariño. i just hate missing everything and leaving you while you need me,” the guilty, solemn look on his face is enough for you to quickly stand, remove his hands from yours and wrap your arms tight around him.

he reciprocates the hug quickly with his hands finding your waist with a firm grip, “mi amor you've been there for me constantly and will be there for our baby once they come; besides me being stuck at home will finally give me an excuse to finish out my album so you have no reason to feel guilty,” you slowly loosen your grip in order to look into his warm, inviting eyes yet his hands never leave your waist.

he gives you a short kiss and then begins to speak up once more, “i just wish we could announce you’re pregnant already so that i could be with you, i hate being apart already and this just makes it harder,” he leans his forehead on yours as his hands disappear from your waist in order to lightly begin caressing your small yet prominent bump, “i know, my love, but my manager would kill me if she could not find a way to make one short announcement work in my albums favor, even if it means capitalizing on my baby,” you say with a short laugh.

carlos just smiles on with you by saying, “welcome to hollywood,” there is then a small kiss, a finished packing job, a sad goodbye and then a long plane ride for carlos as he arrives for the mexico grand prix. 

carlossainz_fanpage looks like carlos is riding solo again, now for the mexican gp … trouble in paradise? new music? baby bump? who knows but i miss our mother

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you had already received a text from carlos telling you that he landed and was heading to his hotel and then the paddock and he would call you later.

something about his words earlier had been sticking with you all day in the back of your head, ‘i hate being apart already and this just makes it harder’.

you and carlos had known each other before the fame with your parents being friends and the both of you have dated throughout it. you rarely were apart as you would go to almost all his races and travel with him and in turn during his breaks you would tour and he would tag right along. it had always worked beautifully since the flexibility of your job allowed you to work from ultimately anywhere, therefore why not spend it following and being with the love of your life? the distance from carlos was difficult, not even remotely from distrust or anything negative, just the simplicity of missing out.

you made a fast but firm decision and began to pack a bag. you gave a quick call to your mother in law informing her of your plan and letting her know you’d be by soon to drop off the dogs and then she began to insist she even drive you to the airport.

she has always loved you like a daughter for as long as you and carlos have been together claiming ‘she is just so good for him, no sé’.

then there is a quick flight, a large hoodie thrown on, and a pregnant y/n waiting right outside carlos’ hotel door.

your hand is brought up and with a sharp knock you stand still simply waiting. carlos takes a minute to open the door and as he does his eyes immediately light up, “y/n!” he makes haste to pull you into his room and into his arms immediately, “qué haces aquí?”

“ay! you’re asking me what i’m doing here instead of a long i love you my beautiful wife thank you for coming,” you mock and joke as he continues to rock you back and forth in his hold.

“lo siento, amor, gracias para coming all this way,” he leans back to look into your eyes while one of his hands finds its way to your bump,

“i was just confused because everyone is going to see, no?” he continues. you nod and begin to laugh while saying, “to be completely honest, carlos, i dont give a fuck. my fans will either buy my album or won't, it doesn't depend on our child. and i for sure am not going to miss out on seeing you race or rob you from any papi/baby time just for a stupid album,” he listens to you speak while his eyes begin to glisten over with happiness, “y/n, i’m so happy porfa can we post now so that i can take you out to a nice dinner and we can actually be people again,” he finishes off his sentence with a laugh.

you just simply smile, nod and give him his answer in a long-awaited passionate kiss. “gracias dios,” he whispers against your lips with a small sigh as you just let out a giggle.

you were a bit nervous before but now after being with carlos and seeing his relief you know you made the right decision. 

yourusername and carlossainz55 baby sainz coming soon <3

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[valenli]

Baldwin IV x Reader

Imagine you meet the king as a foreign princess, and you two are to be wed? But to your surprise. The king is all for it

(warnings: mention of skin disease, stitches, detailed explanations for violent scenes)

(this fic is in no way tied to the real figure, this is only for the movie interpretation. As I do not write for real figures (dead or alive))

For the longest time, I never thought I'd find love a man who was not only a man of God, but would too love me. My mother, after all, was nothing more than a concubine. So I didn't quite have a good example from her nor father who couldn't set his eyes on one. But that all changed when Jerusalem called to many kingdoms, many were there to feel the presence of God, and so was I. I were to travel on my own but it seemed as though father had other plans. Every night that got closer to Jerusalem, whether by ship or horse, I could hear him speak with the advisers and other higher ups of a wedding, mine. I did not wish to get upset just yet, for I prayed heavily that the man I meet is someone with a wise, excellent, and beautiful heart, for faces did not matter once one was in heaven. But on the 7th night, something had happened. While we rested round a campfire in order to rest from the morning heat waves, we heard horses of at least 9 or so men rushing are way, father said these may be pilgrims, and that we need not to worry. But as they came closer it seemed they were none other than knights, dressed in pure white and red cross at the center of the chest. Father got up and waved at them, but a horse man swang his sword straight into his hand, cutting a chunk of skin out. I couldn't hold but the scream I let out as the blood hit my dress, I curled up against my horse when I felt a second horseman strike against my leg, only a cut but it no less hurt. They were ready to strike a final blow but I could see a blue clothed horseman arrive, he stood before us and looked at the white clothed horseman.

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"do these look like locals, Guy? Have you any clue the harm you have caused against your king?" said the blue clothed horseman

"I have not a clue of what your talking about Tiberias. These people are in the boarders of our enemies, are they not are enemies?" the white clothed horseman who's name seemed to be Guy seemed all smug, or at least arrogant at best, in his answer. He seemed to not care that I had been cut, nor my father who held to his injury.

"these people, Guy, are the bride to be and her father. Had you have asked, they'd already been at the castle discussing matters beyond your small minded arrogance!" the man in blue, Tiberias, seemed familiar to father, as father tried to reach out to him. Soon the white clothed men who hurt us got us up and carried our things, by dawn we were at the castle. What a shame it was nighttime, for the city, and castle, were beautiful. Some physicians stitched my father's injuries and mine, and I were to meet his highness, my groom to be. In the bright morning I headed to his quarters, I felt at ease once opening the door, For it was just him, and me.

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Baldwin moved the headwrap away from his face, seeing that my groom to be was masked. I could only wonder why, had he committed a crime? Was he afraid of being spied on? It was common for the women to hide their face before marriage, but I'd never seen a man do it.

"ah, Y/N. You have arrived, I have hoped in one piece, but you were harmed. For which the man who laid hands upon you will be harmed, no doubt in that" he said as he rose up from his chair and gestured for me to follow, we reached the balcony and I looked over at him, then at the city.

"your highness.. It's unnecessary for you to punish him" I said as I turned my head back to the man I stood with, "he did not purposely harm me". I felt the king shake his head and hold my hand, "no, my dear Y/N. But he would have harmed another's life, innocent or not. As a knight, it is his only duty, as demanded by God, to never lay a finger on a innocent". Listening to him speak, it moved something in my heart I had not felt for anyone I had ever known, Yes, I was his soon to be bride, but I couldn't help but feel something. "Y/N. Just as it is the duty of a king to protect his people, it is my duty as your husband to protect you. I promise, even with my condition" he said, I could see his eyes looking away as though he felt ashamed, but of what?

"what condition your highness?" I held his hand more firmly, to which he did not respond, not even a finger moved on his hand

"i am a lepper king, my dear, that is the matter. My body is weak, yes, but I won't let it stop me" he looked back at me. He noticed I held his hand firmly when he looked down at mine, I saw his eyes smile at the sight

"your highness, you love me so even though we have no knowledge of one another, why?"

"for you see Y/N, a marriage is bond between man and woman, a bond of flesh to flesh, it is God's blessing to the people, and if God has blessed me with such a bride as you, Y/N, then who am I to deny it?" he spoke with such a heartfelt tone, I knew in that moment that this was the man of my prayers. I couldn't help but feel tears run down my face. I knew that his condition could bring his end, but I wanted to love him to the day we depart from the earth. I placed my hand on his mask and wanted to lay a kiss on his lips, but he gently stopped me.

"you need to know the lips you lay your kiss upon, as you are my wife, I want you to be sure" He said as he pulled down the mask. A cut through his lips and right cheek was the first thing I saw, his missing nose, and his small blonde hairs coming down from the headwrap. He held my hand as though he asked of what I thought. "my Baldwin.. Your a beautiful man, why you are afraid I can understand, but I love you not for your looks, but the heart" i said as I leaned to him, I felt his lips touch mine. I closed my eyes and placed my hands upon his cheeks, i knew in that moment that all my days of waiting, my prayers, my journeys, were worth having him. We soon left one another's lips

"I love you till the day we part, Baldwin"

"I love you, for everyday I live in your name, Y/N"

#baldwin iv #KOH #kingdom of heaven #fanfic #baldwin iv x reader #multifandom fanpage #fanfiction

[annagehtdichnenkeksan]

King Baldwin IV Headcanon

Baldwin and young beautiful girl (sorry, English is not my main language)

-he adores long hair and loves it when the girl wears it open

-he never eat anything when he is in company, but he loves it to watch the girl when she eats

-when she smiles at him for the first time he almost faints

-loves how he can talk with her and how she understands him

-praying everyday to god, that he will become healthy, so he can marry her

-hates it when she talks to other men, but he would never say something against it, because he wants her to be happy

-when he see how she adores his nephew, he wish to have children with her

-he always asks Sybilla if she mentioned him

-he invites her to walk with him in the garden

-he loves her voice

-he keeps every letter she sends to him and loves it to read the letters all over again and again

-he loves to tell her how beautiful she is

-he always makes her little presents

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[pennyellee]

preview of chapter VI

LACRIMOSA | MYG MAFIA YANDERE AU

pairings: mafia leader!yoongi x f!reader genre: mafia!au, yandere au, historical au

summary: Their interlocking gaze served as a butterfly effect on his heart, stirring it to the core. She, in turn, only dreams to find a way to escape. But perchance, over time she might forcefully learn to love the man who has taken so much from her.

Thus unfolds a twisted tale of love and loss, of hope and despair, of life and death. The music reverberated through the dimly-lit streets. Tears of sorrow, weeping symphony - reflects the hurt, the scars that linger deep within and the wounds that never healed. Lacrimosa.

chapter warnings: minors dni 18+ | mafia au, dark!yoongi, mafia!yoongi, yandere, manipulation, possessive/obsessive behaviour, angst, mentions of God, mentions of alcohol, manhandling, mentions of murder, gun use, abduction, attempted non-con, gaslighting, vomiting, anxiety, choking, decapitation, strong language, smut, loss of virginity

beta read by @chaoticpuff17

word count: 844

disclaimer: this story is purely fictional, it does not depict real-life events or involve any actual members of BTS. This story will contain depictions of violence, blood shed, death, mentions of abuse, smoking, alcohol drinking, illegal activities, old social norms and traditions, which we do not condone.

m.list CHAPTER I CHAPTER II CHAPTER III CHAPTER IV CHAPTER V CHAPTER VI

“Do we?-” She interrupted, praying for a change of his mind, though fully aware of the inevitability. He needed to ensure no loopholes in their marriage for others to exploit or for her to negotiate over. She knows this is mandatory.

“Yes, we do,” he acknowledged after some thought. Knowing what she had been through that day, he recognised the potential impact, but he also saw it as a way to fully claim her. It was a selfish desire, perhaps, but one he had long awaited. 

Yoongi longed to feel her skin to skin. It was indeed selfish, he knew that much. Some would say it is careless of him to demand such an intimate act to happen after all she has been through. But he wanted to show her that this is a part of their marriage she can truly enjoy. Yoongi wanted to give a final full stop to their relationship by solidifying the union rightfully, as the tradition goes.

The flickering flames of the fireplace danced in the dimly lit room, casting a warm glow upon Y/N and Yoongi. Consummating the marriage was a private but necessary measure.

His selfishness had not gone unnoticed by the syndicate elders, who questioned his insistence on not just any hotel room but the house where generations of memories had been created. He deliberately wanted to spend the night in the house he grew up in, where his father started a family, and his grandfather, and his grandfather and so on down the history line.

Yoongi, having lost his parents at a young age, yearned to start his own family. He wanted to witness the growth of his children, their marriages, and their own families.

Y/N knew this day would come, sooner or later, and as a young woman, she had learnt to protect herself from unplanned consequences. She understood his desire for a child, though he never explicitly discussed it with her. But she was far from being ready to surrender to the life fate had planned for her, not just yet.

Heaven had given her a sign, a slight hope when she found a particular herb in the garden before the first snow fell. Y/N had kept it discreet, asking the maid to dry the flowers and serve them as tea in the morning. Tonight, she was calm, knowing it could not happen, even if he wished otherwise.

Yoongi observed her hesitance, her eyes reflecting a mixture of fear and resilience. The room, with its walls that held generations of memories, seemed to echo with the weight of tradition and expectation. But as he reached out to touch her cheek gently, his eyes softened.

The sharp sound of a loud whistle from the tea kettle startled them both, tearing them out of the cocoon of their thoughts. The iron kettle hung gracefully over the open flame, steam rising in wisps as if trying to escape the weight of the night. Yoongi carefully prepared the tea, his movements deliberate and unhurried. The aroma of freshly brewed leaves filled the air. The porcelain teapot, an heirloom passed down through generations, sat patiently on the wooden small table that was next to them. As he poured the tea into delicate cups, he eyed her small physique yet again, searching for any signs.

She accepted the cup he offered her, the warmth seeping through the delicate porcelain. Her mind briefly paused when she recognised the familiar scent. She chuckled and Yoongi raised his eyebrows in surprise, awaiting her words. Y/N took a few careful sips from the cup, accepting what it offered.

“Are you afraid, Kkangpae?” She asked, taking another sip. Yoongi put his cup on the wooden table and looked directly in her eyes.

“Me? No,” he pointed at himself, hiding a smile.

“So why did you choose to make tea from Valerian root?” Her studies that surely included herbalism had escaped Yoongi’s mind.

“I knew this night would be difficult for you, and I — I wanted to ensure it went as smoothly as possible,” he confessed.

“Considerate,” she muttered, more to herself than to him. Yoongi’s gaze faltered, and he looked away momentarily.

“I want you to enjoy it—”

“Then make me enjoy it,” she interrupted him yet again, gulping down the contents of her cup, setting it down with a gentle clink next to his almost full one.

“I intend to,” he said. The complexities of tradition, the weight of the syndicate expectations, seemed to press down on them like the heavy beams of the hanok. Yet, he was thrilled at the prospect of laying her down and making love to her, while she tried to make peace with the path ahead.

A mixture of emotions played across Y/N’s face, the tension in the air made her anxious. The tea flowed in her system, calming her. The steps were set, and she cannot back down now.

His hands cradled her face, a gesture that held both tenderness and an unspoken understanding. But Y/N knows he will never understand. And thus, the night unfolded.

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01.12.23 23:00/11 PM CEST - 01.12.23 17:00/5 PM EDT

©pennyellee. please do not repost

Don't be a silent reader, comment, re-blog, heart, asks are more than welcome ♥

keep in mind - I'm not expert on chinese, korean and japanese culture, but I tried to research everything realistic I wanted to add to the story. Nonetheless, take it as a fiction.

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lots of love, 𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖓𝖞𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖊

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[bluekittyworld]

There is Karma [Final, Sad Ending]

This is the tragic ending (the original ending I was going to write), prepare your tissues!

You can read the Happy ending instead, please let me know your thoughts!

Chapter 4

After the operation the baby boy was born, he wasn’t in the best condition and was put in an incubator for now. On the other hand, you were in a coma, Yoongi was disappointed that his love wasn’t waking up and he couldn’t hold his baby in his arms.

You were kept in the ICU, all Yoongi could do was look at you from behind a glass wall, hooked up onto large machines and IV drips. Now he was the one wishing to turn back the clocks and never have hurt you, if he didn’t seek revenge, you would have been fine right now, it was all his fault he thought, maybe it really was?

He looked over to the little life in the incubator, he felt guilt thinking of you struggled to save him, Taehyung patiently waited by the incubator, monitoring the baby as if that would make him recover faster. The doctor explained that due to lack of oxygen when the baby was inside you has caused him some issues and hopefully, he will be fine in a few days. That gave Yoongi some relief, he just wanted the mother of the baby to wake up now.

“If anything happens to my sister, I will not leave you alone.” Taehyung warned Yoongi.

Yoongi just looked ahead to your body, he heard Taehyung, and to be honest if something was to happen to you, he couldn’t forgive himself either, he fell to his knees as tears stained his shirt. He wasn’t a believer but that night he prayed to every God he was aware of, for you, for your recovery, he even tried to bargain with God to take his life instead of yours. He was desperate for you to wake up.

The following morning, the doctors gave permission for you to be moved from the ICU into a VIP room on Yoongi’s multiple requests, he wanted to hold you, speak to you, caress your beautiful face. Yoongi didn’t let go of your hand, he held onto you the moment he saw you, you looked peaceful and beautiful as ever. Your lips were pale, but Yoongi didn’t care, he tucked your hair behind your ears, caressed your cheek as he placed the softest kiss on your lips, a few of his tears fell onto your cheeks, he removed them with his thumb, you didn’t feel as warm as you used to and that made his heart sink. Nonetheless he believed you would wake up, for sure you will wake up.

Yoongi held you hand close to his heart.

“Please _____ wake up, wake up for your son, he’s a beautiful baby” he spoke to you.

“I love you” he choked, hoping something will trigger you and you’d wake up, somehow, he knew you could hear him.

“_____ baby, I am so sorry for everything, wake up so you can hit me, kill me if you’d like” he thought maybe if he tried joking with you, you might respond?

The whole day he stayed by your side, forgetting to eat or drink, he only wanted you right now, you were so close to him, yet so far away from his reach. The nurses soon asked Yoongi to leave as at night visitors were not allowed.

The following day both Yoongi and Taehyung arrived. The baby has made a swift recovery and was healthy enough to leave the hospital.

Teahyung spoke to Yoongi “The baby has to be named before leaving the hospital, do you have any suggestions? If not, then Taehyun it is”.

Yoongi simply shook his head; he didn’t want to think of baby names while you were hanging on by a thread. Yoongi did muster up the courage to look at his son, he didn’t hold him in his arms but he looked down and saw how the baby resembled himself, the same nose, the same pink lips and porcelain skin, but his eyes, his eyes were just like his mothers, absolutely beautiful. Taehyung had the baby in his arms, Yoongi reached out to caress his son, but retracted his hand before touching him, Taehyung noticed this action, Yoongi was drowning in guilt and somehow felt like he didn’t deserve to be happy with his son, especially not when you were not waking up.

He walked back to where you were resting and sat down.

“_____ you made a beautiful baby, our son is the prettiest” he kissed your hand.

Taehyung brought Taehyun closer to you, the baby held onto your finger but you were still not responding, Yoongi looked at your closed eyes, how he wished he could look into your beautiful eyes right now and see the joy of you seeing your son for the first time, just then he noticed a tear roll down the side of your eye and into your hair. You could hear him and sense him, a little hope sparked in his heart, he felt like you will overcome this and wake up soon.

The rest of the day Taehyung kept Taehyun nearby, Yoongi kept stroking your hair, petting your head, kissing your cheek and hand closest to him, he knew you could feel all this, he was desperate for you to wake up.

It was the next day and late afternoon now; his head was resting on your tummy as he kept his grip on your hand. He was in a hypnagogic state, not fully awake or asleep, when he felt something move between his grip, it was your hand, at that realisation he sat up straight, looking at you in shock, he was sure you moved your hand.

“_____” he softly spoke, placing a hand on your cheek.

Your eyes had some movement, before you slowly opened them, Yoongi was ecstatic, to see you finally awake. You looked at Yoongi and faintly smiled, then your gaze travelled towards the end of your bed and there was Taehyung stood with your son in his arms, it made your heart feel warm, all your loved ones were near you.

Yoongi called the doctor to let him know you are awake, the doctor came and did some checkups on you, everything seemed okay for now, although the doctor still looked a little worried but he pressed his lips together for an attempted smile and left the room, so you and your family could spend some time together.

You reached out a hand to Yoongi, he placed his cheek on your hand, holding onto it.

“Yoongi, I love you” you smiled.

Taehyung brought your son closer, as Yoongi adjusted the bed so you could sit up.

“Thank you, my sweet brother,” you said as Taehyung handed you the baby.

“What’s his name?” You asked Taehyung.

“Taehyun” he smiled brightly.

You smiled and shook your head, it was a cute name, you were actually going to call him Taehyun too.

You held your son in your arms for the first time and felt joy, Yoongi hugged you from the side, it really all was perfect, you wanted to live in this moment forever. You were glad you woke up, you heard and felt everything while you were in coma. You wanted to live for this life you finally had, it had happiness in it, Yoongi, Taehyun and Taehyung.

“Smile!” Taehyung said as he took a picture of this sweet moment.

You smiled, then suddenly you felt a sharp pain in your chest, you felt like you couldn’t breathe, your arms fell limp, your son slipping out of your grip, thankfully Yoongi caught him. Your eyes started to feel heavy, and it was hard to keep them open, all you heard was Yoongi and Taehyung screaming your name, and the beep of a flatline heart monitor, within a few seconds everything went dark, cold and numb.

“______ please wake up.” Yoongi shook you and was almost wailing.

Taehyung just stood by, trying to calm himself and the crying baby. Taehyung had tears falling down his face, he knew you were gone.

The doctor rushed back into the room, he stood by as if knew what was going to happen. The doctor placed a hand on Yoongi’s shoulder as he switched off the heart monitor and the oxygen attached to you.

“Please doctor do something, bring her back, take my life instead” Yoongi was being irrational, he cried so much that his eyes were burning.

The doctor looked at him with sympathy, he replied “I’m really sorry she was going through terminal lucidity, there is nothing we can do to bring her back, I’m sorry she is gone”.

The conformation from the doctor made Yoongi cry harder, Taehyung turned his back towards the whole scene, holding Taehyun in his arms, he held his own head up to stop the tears falling, he already missed his sister. Taehyung looked down at Taehyun in sympathy, this little soul has to grow up without his mother, he thought to himself he will do everything to give him a beautiful childhood.

After your funeral, Yoongi was still in a state of shock, he felt like he shouldn’t be alive himself, but he couldn’t give up on himself, he had his son to take care of, the last piece of you. Taehyun had your eyes, Yoongi had a hard time looking at him without breaking down, for some time Taehyung took the responsibility of taking care of the baby, Yoongi was grateful.

Yoongi spent each day at your grave until he was asked to leave during the closing hours, he waited there as if you would return and hug him. He became very frail and looked like a ghost himself, this carried on for 3 months, until Taehyung got busier with work and couldn’t take care of the baby himself anymore, so ultimately Yoongi had to step in to take care of the little soul.

Yoongi would still visit you every weekend with Taehyun, he took care of his son, after all he only had his dad now, but what was left of Yoongi was just an autonomous shell, he was never like himself ever again, dark circles surrounded his eyes, his hair was unkempt… what was left of him was just a shadow of his previous self, guilt had eaten him up to his core.

A/N: Hope you liked it! Feedback is appreciated :) and request are open!

Happy Ending

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#suga #suga fluff #suga fanfic #suga angst #tragic ending #sad #suga bts #bts #bts reader #suga x reader #yoongi x reader #yoongi angst #yoongi fluff #yoongi fanfic #yoongi #agust d #taehyung #sad ending

[hecatemoon87]

Warnings ⚠️ smut NO minors

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Part IV

Bob rested on his knees in front of a wooden cross with the image of Jesus nailed to it. He clasped his hands tightly, the rosary hanging out through laced fingers. With eyes closed, he whispered the hail mary almost frantically.

He had woken up from a dream, ejaculating. He had dreamed that he was between Jocelyn's legs, thrusting blissfully. It was so realistic, her moans, her scent, the touch of her skin, the tightness of her womanhood. It has been intoxicating that the end result was ruining his shorts.

He had hopped in the shower, cleaned himself off and went directly to the chapel that was located on the first level of the dormitory. It was around four a.m. and the other junior priests would be waking in another hour.

Bob was deep in prayer when the chapel light had flicked on. Bob blinked and glanced over his shoulder at the door. There stood Father Jacob, an older priest who in part looked slightly similar to Gandalf.

"Oh, I didn't see you there, Bob. What are you doing praying in the dark so early this morning?"

"I couldn't sleep," Bob said.

Father Jacob nodded and said, "Looks like you haven't slept in a few days my son, does something trouble you?"

Bob wasn't certain whether to confide in Father Jacob. He was worried the old priest would just be disappointed in him.

"Something does, but I don't know how to address it," Bob said, truthfully.

"I see, is it something you feel comfortable addressing with me?"

"Father...what happens when a priest no longer wishes to be a priest? Does that make him...unworthy?"

Father Jacob frowned and took a seat in a pew nearest to Bob.

"Well, that's a matter between him and God, I suppose. What would be the priest's reason from living the priesthood?" Jacob asked.

"Love," Bob replied.

"Love? Or Lust?"

"Love, well mostly love," Bob said, sighing. "Look, by now, you know it's me. This woman, I grew up with her. I foolishly believed she'd stay here in Brooklyn and we'd get married. But she didn't have supportive parents, and her dad...was abusive. So, first chance she got, she headed to the West Coast once she got a scholarship," Bob said.

"And you thought the love of your life was out of the picture. So you joined the cloth?"

"It was either that or become a bar tender for my cousin Marv. But there was also a part of me that wanted to dedicate my life to God," Bob said.

"You know, despite how God acted in the Old Testament, he saw the error in his way and gave us Christ, to allow for understanding and forgiveness. If you are unhappy, Bob, I truly believe God does not wish that upon you. Life is a gift, and you cannot spend the rest of your days in sorrow. God wants us to be joyful. Perhaps, it is time you consider what's really best for you?"

Bob felt a great sense of relief wash over him.

"Thank you, Father Jacob, I think I know what I need to do," Bob said.

A few hours later, Bob was on Jocelyn's door step. He tried calling her, but she hadn't answered yet. So he arrived and started knocking on her door until she opened it.

"Jesus, Bob. It's eight-thirty in the morning," Jocelyn said, sleepily as she opened the door.

"Yeah, that's right. It is eight-thirty in the morning, why are you still sleeping?" he said, stepping inside.

"I don't go to bed until three or four a.m. most days, that's why," Jocelyn pouted as she walked into her kitchen and fumbled around to make a pot of coffee.

Bob sat down at her kitchen table and waited for her to drag herself and two cups of steaming hot coffee to the table. He took his and just held it and stared at her. She took a sip of coffee and her droopy eyes caught him staring.

"What?" she asked.

"You just look so beautiful," he said, smiling.

"Shut up. You're not supposed to talk like that," she said, rolling her eyes and taking another sip of coffee.

"You're right, but in a few weeks I can," he said, reaching out and touching her hand.

"What's that supposed to mean?" she questioned.

"I'm going to leave the priesthood, and I want to be with you. That is...if you'll still have me," Bob said.

Jocelyn blinked at him in a stunned manner. She shook her head and said, "You better not be fucking kidding me Bob or I won't hesitate in slapping you," she said seriously.

"I'm not kidding. I told the Archpriest and in a few weeks I'll relinquish my priesthood," Bob said.

"A few weeks? Why not today?" she said, frowning.

"Because I need to transfer over my duties and some other matters that I want to tie up," Bob said.

"Oh, okay. So, if I do this," Jocelyn said, getting up from her chair and going over to Bob to straddle him. She looked down at him and brushed her nose over his, tempting him with her lips. "You can touch me? You can kiss me?"

Bob's breathing accelerated and his hands glided up to her hips, she was wearing shorts, his hands smoothing out over her thighs. "No, I...I have to wait," Bob said, breathlessly. Her weight felt so good and her skin was so soft. He wanted badly to strip her out of her pajama's and see her naked.

"How many weeks, Bob?" she said, grabbing his face with one hand and squeezing.

"Three," he said, through squished lips. She left his face go and climbed off of him.

"We'll see about that," she said, removing her shirt and showing him her bare breasts. "Well, I'm going to go take a shower, you can either join me or leave," she said, tossing the shirt over his face.

Beneath the shirt, Bob sighed. Her smell was so sweet, lingering on the cloth of the shirt. He pulled it off and saw that she had gone, her shorts on the floor and panties tossed on his lap.

"Damn it, Jocelyn," Bob whispered, feeling his pants tighten.

#tom hardy #tom hardy fanfiction #tom hardy fanfic #tom hardy fan fic #facepuller #tom hardy smut #bob saginowski #bob saginowski smut

[freyito]

Head so full about your band AU rn, I have to share the connections my brain has been making

First of all, Kung Lao getting his bass all bloody? This reminds me so much of Sodo from the band Ghost who did this (multiple times, might I add) and his white guitar was all bloody.. yummy

Then Sento as the drumsticks? Dude that's so smart and the crack potential is unreal (the fans will learn to ignore all the weird stuff happening during concert with time I'm sure lol)

Also, I know I will never hear Raiden's death growl or angelic voice, but in my head it's so clear how amazing he sounds, I can bet how many fans the guys have just purely after hearing him and not even knowing anything about the band itself

AND THEN THEY KISS YEAH (sorry I had to)

The Lin Kuei boys and the whole "guess's who's popular now" is making me remember being an old Hollywood Undead fan and seeing Deuce loose all his reputation lmaoo

Then Havik's growl.. this is making me feel things I didn't know I could

And God I love LOVE Crane Wives, and you are so right about the vibes and how they fit perfectly together, you're so big brain my friend

And please the girls.. Wish I was a girl kisser rn, they all sound so dreamy

Also I can't just ignore this: Shang Tsung and Lady Gaga? Honey, I'd be in the front row at every concert praying he looked at me while serving absolute cunt are you kidding me

AND A FUJIN MENTION OMG!! It's like when you heard a song in the supermarket circa 2016 when you were out shopping with your mother on a hot summer day and heard it exactly once (1) since then. You can remember the words, the rythm, but no matter how hard you try, you just can't find it.

I'm so sorry for all this, I just love all of it so much and have so many thoughts.. Please tell me you're planning to make more

- <3 anon

kung lao was partially inspired by that (ive listened to ONE ghost song i apologize)... but also I PLAY TOO HARD... as for Sento im a big fan of the little(?) details but also i am actually sentos #1 fan move over kenshi. Raiden would have those real sweet and soft vocals outside of the death growl but all i can really imagine in my head is him throwing his head back and leaning down and putting his entire heart into it. ON THAT THOUGH... there's a very specific reason as to why i put kenshi on drums and kung lao on bass... these two are the heart of the band but in comparison to johnny and raiden they always fall short of the love?? so like. just saying. ahem.

also used to be a fan of hollywood undead but i have no idea what happened to them i was like 12 and they were just bangers for me at the time.

EVERYTHING ELSE THO IM SO GLAD U ENJOY IT... i remember when i first started participating in fandoms i always wanted to make an au... but also like i was like 10 and bad at writing but also. fandoms around that time were less than savory. KNOWING PEOPLE LIKE THIS ONE IS LIKE. little undertale obsessed frey is so happy LMFAOOOO. i could probably write so much. soooooo much about it. i might. but i have like 50 asks to catch up on not to mention my drafts sighs

BUT SERIOUSLY IM SO GLAD PEOPLE LIKE IT AUGHGGSGHHDGHHHH IDC HOW MANY TIMES I SAY IT I MEAN IT EACH AND EVERYTIME

#freyposting

[rott3nc0re]

The Artist & The Freak

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iii. Hideout

warnings: swearing & mentions of sexual thoughts

A/N: he’s so pretty in this gif i can’t stop staring at him

other chapters: i | ii | iii | iv | v | vi | vii | viii | ix | x

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It felt nice for her to finally get proper rest after a long night. She was still cooped up in Eddie’s arms, constantly snuggling into his chest throughout the night. But this morning she woke up without him beside her, slightly panicking. She got up and quickly went downstairs. “Eddie?” she called out but no answer.

Her mind spiraled into many bad thoughts. She checked outside to see if there was another car parked outside the house which there wasn’t. She sighed as a relief but continued about her worrying for Eddie. There was one place she hasn’t checked and she knew he had to be there.

She walked up to the boathouse, praying that he’d be here. She opened the door and popped her head inside, only to find a scared Eddie with a the same broken beer bottle from last night. “It’s just me, Eddie” she put her hands up in defense. “Jesus Christ Sinclair, could’ve killed you” she giggled at that and walked closer to him. “I was looking for you” she said as he placed the makeshift weapon down and leaned against the window. “Couldn’t sleep, but having you in my arms felt super nice” she blushed and looked down at her shoes. “Felt nice to have someone to sleep next to” he grinned at that, looking at her shy state. “Yeah? Is that so?” he said while moving closer to her, their bodies were really close to each other’s. The door opened, revealing her friends and scaring them both. Cleo and Eddie saw them hold up groceries with smiles and Dustin holding in his laughter.

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Eddie’s mind went into many different thoughts while the group explained what’s been happening in Hawkins for the last three years. Demogorgons, The Mind Flyer, a girl with superpowers but she lost them? It was all too much but kinda intriguing to him. But that explains the Starcourt story Cleo mentioned. He was stress eating cereal out of a box and drinking beer as he was trying to understand what exactly is going on. “So, is Vecna from the Upside Down then?” Eddie asked, looking at everyone around the room. “Yeah I believe so” Dustin said, Eddie sighed as he took another swig of his beer. As Robin, Dustin and Max talked and explained what’s happening to Eddie, Steve pulled his friend outside of the boathouse.

“Before you ask, i’m okay Steve” Cleo gave a reassuring smile to him.

“I know you are it’s just-“

“Just what?”

“It’s just that I thought we handled this and everything was good, especially when Billy sacrificed himself”

She looked down and nodded as her arms were crossed. “Yeah, I thought so too but, this is something much bigger than us. God I wish El was here if her powers are back”

“Me too, but we’re gonna have to fight this thing ourselves” she was honestly scared, going against something they’re not really prepared for or don’t even know what it is. She just nodded, not anything physical to say.

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The group left, leaving Cleo and Eddie alone again. They were inside the house, Eddie smoking near a window as Cleo ate some fruits from the groceries they got. She was also sketching, thanks to Robin who got her sketchbook. “So,” her head looked up at the metalhead. “What did Harrington say to you before?” he crushed his cigarette into the ashtray and walked over to where she was. “Just how we thought this was done. After everything that happened last year, we thought it was done” he sat down across from her at the dinner table, snatching a grape from the bowl. “So I guess everything hasn’t been the same since ‘83 huh?” his tone was playful, trying to make light of the situation. “I guess, yeah” she answered back as she went back to sketching. He peered over, smirking. “Whatcha drawing?” she looked up at him, giving him a little smile. “Just finishing this funny sketch of Steve” she made him look funny, with his face being kind of distorted, his head being bigger than his body. He came around the table and peered over her shoulder to get a better look. He chuckled, causing her to giggle.

“You should do one of me”

Her heart sunk, almost forgetting that she made a sketch of him.

“…Unless you already have”

His tone was playful and teasing. He realized she wasn’t saying anything, making him more curious. He went back over to sit across from her and looked directly at her. “I won’t make fun of it, I swear” she felt a little embarrassed, drawing her small crush before they had their “date”.

“You swear on everything?”

“I swear on everything, Cleo”

Her name coming from his mouth felt so nice to hear. She blushed a little as he did and started turning two pages to her sketch of the metalhead. She passed it to him and his eyes went wide. “Holy shit Sinclair, you really did this?” he admired and stared at the drawing. She giggled, “yeah, I just finished it Friday at lunch”. “It’s so realistic, you’re really talented” she nervously laughed, not really knowing how to take that information. “Thanks, I’m really glad you like it” she smiled. “How long did it take you?” he was actually invested in this and that was making her fall harder for him. “Well I needed a good look at you, so when we had math I just sketched a very rough draft of you” she felt a little bit embarrassed by admitting that she was starting at him in class. “Ah, so that’s why you were staring at me?” he teased. She didn’t know what to say, causing him to lightly chuckle. “It’s okay, at least you made me look really good though” she threw a grape at him, causing him to laugh.

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The sun was setting down and Cleo decided to make dinner for the two of them. She wasn’t the most amazing cook but her friends and family loved her food whenever you cooked for them. She was hoping that Eddie would like it. Heavy footsteps were coming down the stairs, signaling that the freak was coming downstairs. “Ah so the artist can also cook?” he teased as he entered the kitchen, getting her to giggle. He came up behind her, looking to see what she was stirring. “The artist has many hidden talents” she turned to look back at him, causing him to smile. He sat on the counter, watching her cook.

“You know how to cook, Munson?”

“Nah, almost burnt my trailer down trying to cook boxed mac and cheese”

She laughed at that and he did too. “Well come here, wanna show you how to make spaghetti” and he listened, coming up behind her. But closer than before, her breath hitched a little. “Just put your hand on my hand that’s stirring” he did and that gave her chills. “We don’t want the noodles to get too soft, it’ll be really soggy” she explained but he wasn’t really paying attention, he just wanted to kiss her. “What if I liked it soggy?” that caused her to snort a laugh. “Who eats soggy spaghetti, Eddie?” she turned to look at him. “I do” he was a little bit serious about it. “Okay, we’ll make it soft but not to where it’s too soft and soggy” he nodded at that and continued stirring the pot with her. He moved closer to her, her breath hitched again as she felt him press against her. “So is it just plain spaghetti we’re eating?” his free hand land on her waist and her heart was beating faster. “N-No, there’s some tomato sauce I found” she started stuttering, he knew what he was doing to her and he liked it. “It’s d-done” she was still stuttering as she moved to the sink to pour out the water. “You mind getting some plates out?” she asked without looking his way. “Of course, sweetheart” he had a toothy grin as he went over by the cabinet to get plates.

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She couldn’t stop thinking about earlier, how close he was behind her. And his hand on her hip, the thought made her shiver. Cleo was nice enough to wash the dishes for the two of them as Eddie went to go smoke. He was outside this time, sitting in the backyard and watching the water. After she dried the dishes, she decided to join him outside. “Hey” she called out, startling him again. “Fuck, Sinclair. You can’t sneak up on people like that” she softly giggled as she sat next to him.

“You’re gonna be the death of me you know that?”

“You’re such a scaredy-cat”

He scoffed at that and took another drag of his cigarette. “I’m just being cautious, i’m still wanted for Chrissy’s murder remember?” she frowned at that, thinking she did or said something wrong. “Right, I’m sorry” she said as was standing up, getting ready to leave. “Hey, wait” he said, standing up. He crushed his cigarette into the sand and walked in front of her.

“Look, I didn’t mean to snap at you like that it’s just…”

“It’s just what?”

“I don’t know just over dinner I was just thinking about if we get caught, especially by Jason and his friends because of what happened to Chrissy”

She took a step closer to him, gliding her hand into his. “They’re too dumb to figure out our hideout” he softly chuckled at that, getting her to smile. “But if they do come, I got your back and telling the others” he smiled down at her.

“Our hideout huh?”

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#eddie munson x black!reader #eddie munson #stranger things 4 #stranger things

[thegeminisage]

im in kakariko and WAH koko and cottla still pray to their mom every day and their dad joins them...but they can't get to the actual cemetery bc of the ruins >:( and "rpincess zelda" said not to go near them. it is driving me crazy that i cant so this quest!!

i googled and apparently this quest involves the business with the Fifth Sage so i have to hold off for now :/ SUUUUCKS gonna collect some korok seeds and then find something else to do

oh wow that interactive map got a BIG upgrade. i can just ask it where certain items are now lol

I FOUND? THEIR MOMS? JOURNAL??? oh my god in the kakariko well.......

she had a garden down here 😭 she lists all their favorite foods......

theres a korok seed at the cemetery, so i went the long way around and left a silent princess for her. i'm gonna come back and get the rest later when the main quest takes me here

i knew there'd have to be a fifth sage, but a whole quest AND dungeon...that's pretty amazing!! i wonder if we get a 5th companion...zelda as a ghost companion would be SICK but i know nintendo would Never

ive decided to attempt to investigate the faron thunderstorm. wish me luck

THUNDERHEAD ISLES.......this is so cool. i can't see shit <3

also all of my bows & weapons rn are metal...oops lol

whoooa the music here.........

when i say i cant see shit i mean i REALLY. cant see shit. even the depths is better than this, at least there you can use brightbloom seeds

i found a flux construct but i CANT SEE LOL and i dont have any nonmetal weapons worth any damage...im doing it blind while only switching to goo weapons when im actually attacking sdlfjghsdfjkg girl HELLLP

GOT HIMMMMM wow im a BEAST

i used the shadows and the LAST of my stamina to make it to ??? dragonhead island ??? WHICH I STILL CAN'T SEE

there's gotta be some trick to clearing or navigating the storm but i dont wanna google it in case its like...THE SIXTH SAGE,

FUCK IT LITERALLY IS A FITH SAGE THING I HATE THIS GAME LOL

ok. fucking hell. im leaving. is there ANYTHING interesting im allowed to do rn. jesus

from now on im just going to assume that if i suddenly hear cool music im not supposed to be here.

landed in the horse god lake and caught that big stallion. named it yeto in honor of the big white abominable snowman in tp salute emoji

this well has a bubbulfrog inside it ??????

where the FUCK am i going theres a whole ass cave system down here

another ancient blade.......

KOMO SHORELINE? what in GODS NAME

fine ok i can work with this. jesus.

actually no i can't. it's raining and i don't want to climb all this shit nor do i want to tangle with electric lizalfos. i swear to god

ok. back to the stable.

oh flute boy!! i forgot about him. i guess he must be part of the band. luckily this time i have his fireflies...

AWWW the glowing tree was so cute and pretty

ok, feeling more prepared for komo shoreline now. luckily there's not much here anyway...

PHANTOM HELMET. NICE

NO!!!!!! a fucking BLOOD MOON while i was attacking this electric lizalfos camp!!! COME ONNNNN

i survived but god one of the lizalfos got glitched and there WASN'T. even a treasure chest over here. good fucking lord

i found my first above-ground lynel......and it's silver. this is what i get for waiting so long to seek them out...

omg my ancient arrow sent him to eeby deeby. im reloading tho idw waste it on that

okay so. he is hitting, very, hard,

i can't climb a tree either cuz he can Get me

okay. well! i died. clearly outmatched. i need.........better armor. i am so TIIIIRRRED of getting my ass kicked!!!!

for better or worse i'm in the chasm on the island next to hyrule castle. i figure it's probably an isolated place since. yk. island. reeeally wish i could find a lightroot tho

A FROX....SICK

blue-white frox. less sick. im gonna die again :(

omg i GOT HIM!!! n*ce

i cheated and peeked at the map...theres literally nothing else down here lmao not even a lightroot. im gonna go...somewhere else!! but later. i have to take a break now for food chores etc ive been playing for hours

#personal #loz blogging #totk lb #totk spoilers

[arlecchno]

I AM HAVING A GREAT SUMMER BREAK THANK YOUUUU IM GONNA BE ABLE TO MEET MY INFAMOUS BESTIE NAMED ROOF SOMETIME SOON ACTUALLY‼️‼️

AND I CAN INFACT “SIGN YOU UP” BECAUSE I HAVE A PART OF THE PROLOGUE THING WRITTEN :D here is the doc !! since i dont want to kill tumblr by pasting the entire thing in this ask lol . if you have any feedback after reading it would be appreciated if youd share it ehe . for better reading context though , the “prologue” happens much before the main storyline when rin and ashe are still pretty young so dont take their prologue selves as their core personalities and stuff , they will change :3c

lmao rin would absolutely walk you through her routine and ashe would just shrug their shoulders and say he just uses what the servants give him LMAO - they both do have very good hair and skin though since theyre given the best products in their kingdoms .

also this happened when we i asked how theyd respond to your message LOL

figuratively praying for your survival rn im wishing you the best with asphodelus . i live laugh and love all your series but sPEAKING OF YOUR SERIES you writing aL HAITHAM ?!!!!???!! sign ME up bro !!!

heart eyes . stares in al haitham simp and kinnie .

do u mind if i ask what u study tho ? js curious tbh . and also , yk honkai star rail ? asking bc ive been kind of brainrotting over it lately tbh im so gay for the star rail men HELP ME SJKDNSKD [ dies in homosexual ]

i got carried away but ykw why not say another random thing . if youre an anime watcher you should totes watch houseki no kuni / land of the lustrous 😍😍😍 both the anime and manga are amazing ( read as: OH GOD THE ANGST ITS KILLING ME AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH (( esp in the manga …)) ) and i love love love the series sooooo much im OBSESSED ‼️ not forcing obvi but i cannot rec this anime / manga enough because my goodness the visuals are to die for and im a big simp for the soundtrack of the anime ( thats probably weird to say but idc )

ANYWAYS IVE PROBABLY SAID ENOUGH LMAO !! again best wishes to you for your studies and writing <3 <3 GOOD LUCK SOLDIER 🫡🫡🫡 LOL

just read the prologue AHHHHHHHH it's so good already rin and ashe are already my favourites!!!! the part where the sat on the railing and thought of one another as cold and fire..... i seriously cannot wait for what's to come like i NEED to see what they're going to be like when they're older and are ruling their kingdoms, i can already imagine the amount of angst and the flipsides of their personalities in the timeskip 🫂 them being young right now though hshdjji i want to squish their cheeks so bad

thank you man i still have yet to start the next asphodelus chapter LOL not sure if i'm still up to writing it now that i'm on the works of writing alhaitham aka my no.1 babygirl 😞💔 the writer's block on asphodelus is crazy

YOUR CHIBI IS SO CUTE THO AND YES!!!! alhaitham islove alhaitham is life am i right or am i right

i'm still in hs so i study the usual hs subjects yada yada but i also take additional electives like accounting and economics! honestly speaking i kind of regret taking economics but it's a bit too late to back out now LMAOO i also take another elective which is this math qualification but like,,, we don't talk about it man i'm failing in every damn class 😭 so yeah my schedule is PACKED packed it's a bit silly

YESSS OF COURS I KNOW HSR!!!!! when it first came out i was like really obsessed with it but now that i finished the main story i'mkimd of slumped 😞 dw tho i'll be back once 1.2 comes out because.... blade and kafka obviously hahahahhahahah lol i need them hahahhaha

my favs are dan heng, blade, gepard, serval, seele and many more!!!!!! they are all so babygirl i just need gepard and blade and my babygirl collection is complete 💯

will definitely watch that anime/read the manga whenever i'm free!! always open to recs because i've kind of been bored lately with the lack of entertainment 😭 currently jjk s2 and these 2 kdramas (king the land & see you in my 19th life) are the only ones that have kept me going GOD i need to consume more media 😔😔😔 thanks for the rec i'll check it out soon!!!!! and did you say angst 👁️👁️ oh i'm definitely tuned in

THANK YOU AGAIN AND I HOPE YOU'LL HAVE A GREAT SUMMER!!!!! AND ALSO good luck to you and your friend on your story 📌📌 you guys are doing really great the prologue already got me hooked haha KEEP IT UP!!! (from your no.1 rin and ashe fan 😋) SAY HI TO THEM FOR ME TOOO <333

#h answers #RAHHHH IT'S FINALLY THE WEEKEND #i am free from the hellhole #well only for two days #but you gotta make the most of it yk

[ghettoland]

Alicia,

Ive spent alot of time reflecting and alot of time missing you. You kind of taught me what love and deeper connection was and is. I’m sorry i wasnt kinder, more loving, more helpful around the house. Sorry for being a cheapskate when I bought gifts. Sorry for acting sapiosexual instead of demi. This was the only way I knew at the time and i’ve done a great deal of growth since you dumped me and immediately replaced me. You act as if I betrayed you and abused you. But I spent a great deal of time confessing my sins to you. Working on things and trying to make up for it. Alot of our relationship was a lie and was never explained to me. Like I was friends with KC. I had to figure out that you cheated on me with Jimi. No one helped me. No one walked through my betrayal trauma with me. Im really hurt and upset because i feel like I moved to williamsport for you. And you made alot of promises. Gave me alot of lectures about loyalty and honor code and, you ended up being unloyal and betraying me. Deep down I know that its not you, its the way you were programmed. But Alicia. I dont respect your relationship with KC. You told me you would cuck me with someone with kids because you couldnt see a long term future with them. And I think you were talking about kc. I think you got with him out of survival, because you cant be alone. Because he is an easy target to blame and he tolerates your crap probably. And if you were to seriously grow and not just perpetually jump ships- you would need to look within and realize that alot of the fault in relationships wss yours. For being a workaholic. For putting everything else above your own relationship on the priority list. You were not fair and reasonable with me. Wouldnt spend enough time in maryland with me or investing in my family. Perhaps you avoid me and my family out of embarassment. But its nothing to be embarassed about. You taught me what love was you broke my guard down and I dont want to be with anyone else Alicia. I dont. But im so hurt that you left me for him and that youve been calling him baby and that you wrote me off and abandoned me. I really trusted you. I wanted to marry you. I just wanted you to actually respect me enough to respect my perspective and decisions instead of demonize me. You said you wanted a baby and i wish I gave you one. I just wanted to have some say over my future kids lives. Like what school they go to: what area we live in etc. i dont feel like I got any say. Alicia please leave KC he is lame and he controls you by getting you attached to his kids and flaunting it on facebook. I know i over reacted but you shut down on me so

Badly. I miss when we used to drive to wilpo and you would put your feet in my lap and act kind to me. Dominating me was not rewarding. Cause you disrespected me and wrote me off as not being capable of being a leader. And I dont blame you. I really dont. I was a cheater/ and I was angry all the time. I was a bad leader. I wish you would heal and focus on our future. I dont want to have kids with anyone else. I dont want to date amyone else. I dont want to sacrifice for anyone else. Our breakup was messy. I felt alot of my pain wss self inflicted cause I asked you to hurt me and cheat on me without realizing how emotionally detached you were. I saw your profile on hinge right after we broke up and it was like a knife to my heart thinking of you going on dates with other guys and abandoning me: even though you had already been doing shady stuff witb kc and jimi. Alicia im a shell of myself. U hurt me so much and blocked me

And never tried to apologize and you act like zi deserve this. I dont think I do alicia. I really trusted you and I still love you very much. I dont think youre being fair or reasonable or giving it an honest shot with me and I wish we could start over. I pray for you every day and pray that God brings you back to me.

Im sorry for actingn like it was all sexual and like you should have fixed our sexual dynamic before I fixed our emotional dynamic: truth is I had alot of childhood wounds I took out on you. I needed to heal with my family and I have been. Its much more inviting now. I miss your family. I wish your parents could be the grand parents to my children. I still want you to be the mother to my children I just wanted to be respected and loved. Truly. When I moved to PA i lost my mind a bit and it was partially the move, lack of a stable routine. Losing my best friend. Covid hitting: everything. Getting on a new medication. Which I am back off now and feeling much better. Anyways im not making excuses. Im sorry i got so triggered by your avoidant tendencies and let my anxious attachment style cause so much stress. I will always love you Alicia.

[semthegem]

nothing feels better than laying in bed after a shower after you’ve done your skin care your body care your hair & in your pajamas rubbing your feet together like a crickettttt NOTHING

i got a book i like i made a list for new reads & i’m excited i found a christian author that i just know i’ll enjoy :) i think reading is so nice because you literally escape & get lost in the literature it’s sometimes an out of body experience depending on what it is your reading maybe i’ll get into fiction some day (besides poems) i also got a workbook by somebody i like & maybe i’ll start it tomorrow if i finish what i’m reading but i take a day or 2 off & i still have like 90 pages i think maybe

so i be going on this app sometimes @ night when i can’t sleep & ive told everyone i was going to sleep & i hear discussions- why is everyone so caught up on race/nationality my goodness i never thought ppl were actually that simple minded; i usually date minority men like myself because it’s what i’m attracted to however if i found a man that wasn’t hispanic/black i wouldn’t be against it or think ima have to explain my culture to him i’ve dated opposite cultures/religions & as long as it’s respect there it is totally ok i wouldn’t think my bloodline is going to be weak or sacrificed or anything of that nature LOL plus as your connection grows so does the knowledge of your person you should know your person inside & out i don’t think ppls souls have a race but idk i could be wrong i just am grateful i am not that simple minded plus when it’s adversity is often when i bond with ppl i like to see their reactions to different topics see how they act when someone doesn’t agree that’s where i see if i could build with someone i don’t ever want to be with a arrogant man againnnnnn such wasted energy - i won’t date a man that doesn’t believe in Jesus again tho i want going to church to be a thing i be seeing the families in my church & it’s beautiful i want that for me i didn’t grow up in church besides special occasions & i want my kids to actually know God every early on & create their own connection with the Lord watching little kids pray is the cutestttttt 😭 it’s so pure they always just give thanks they may ask for like a toy or to go to a place but mostly it’s them being thankful

i still haven’t went try to start a fire

i always be telling myself what more i want to get done & what more i want to grow in certain aspects & i don’t ever give credit for how far i’ve come i started being grateful for my progress thus far & it’s made such a difference in how i treat others i’m less blunt (i still speak my mind but it’s kinder) you truly have to have patience with yourself & others always setting & achieving goals is great & you should want to be productive but don’t be so consumed with the next task you forget the one you’ve just completed plus being busy was never my goal idk how i started getting into that but i’m glad i’ve slowed down my break was very much needed & appreciated

also the world is ending idc what anyone says everyone calls me crazy or weird anyway but like i will witness it if not me my kids or their kids that’s how soon it will be just wait & see!

imagine the ppl that have been floating around waiting to go to their final destination i bet even they are more excited than me

i just pray none of my loved ones are drunk or high when the time comes. i wish ppl would just get serious about their spirituality already we too grown to be playing around still i know i had a ball already in that lifestyle it’s no need to keep doing the same stuff over & over i want more for the ppl i love & for ppl in general or at least keep it to like rare occasions or celebrations vices turned to habits that ppl don’t break are detrimental to your personal growth how haven’t ppl caught on? it doesn’t seem like rocket science different behavior will bring different results DUH

happy fridayyyyyy xoxo

ps am i champ for only having my ends blonde now? i’m going to get my roots done so if i am i won’t be much longer lolllllll

[deeeelightfuldee]

What does the shirt you are wearing look like?

Im not wearing a shirt rn. Just a sports bra and shorts.

What was the last thing that stressed you out or upset you?

Stressed: some upcoming life changes that im excited about but also mildly stressed over.

Upset: probably stuff with K, the most. Its changed so much.

How do you stay positive with all that life throws at you?

I tend to be a naturally positive person. My family and friends often comment on this. I just dont want to look back on my life and see nothing but days that i ensured were miserable because i couldnt/wouldnt change my attitude. Im more fixated on happiness than i am fixating on the bad.

What quality do you admire most in other people?

TRANSPARENCY. Holy shoot. I used to think people were just private and that was admirable. No. being open and HoNeSt is the most beautiful, attractive, loving thing.

What is the highest level of physical pain you have ever been in? rate1-10 …same question, but with emotional pain?

Physical: maybe an 8. emotional: 10

What is your most prized possession?

benny

Which youtuber do you feel like you could be friends with easily?

I dont really care much about youtube, honestly.

Do you like your natural hair color?

Its whatever

Do you think you will dye your hair when you start going gray?

I think gray is really beautiful, so probably not. Who knows.

Are you pale right now, or do you have a tan?

Pale. but mom and gram just both asked me if i tanned yesterday for some reason.

Do you think you look best with a tan?

Oh for sure. But im anti-sun.

What is your favorite app on your phone?

Weather. By far.

How old were you when you got your first smartphone?

Likeeeeee.. 19-20. Oh wait. No, like 22 for a smart phone.

Do you ever meditate on Scripture?

Yes! It helps so so much. I need to do even more.

Are you living a life you want to escape from or do you love your life?

Half and half. There are things i would very happily escape from but overall i love many things.

When was the last time you felt that life was good?

Its been a hot minute. Ive been dealing with a lot lately.

Do you have one big mistake that you’ve made that you want to fix?

No, honestly. I dont do much without thinking about the outcomes first.

Do you wish people would forgive you for your past so you could move on?

No. There's nothing that comes to mind that desperately needs forgiving.

Do you wear green on St. Patrick’s day?

No, not really. If i remember i will but im not irish at all.

Are you Irish at all?

whoops.

Do you pray to God every day?

I would say 99% of the time yes. I find i like to keep like open communication.

What are three things you are currently looking forward to doing soon?

Ooo boy. 2 life changes, antiquing, decorating for Christmas.

Do you ever dance in the rain?

Heck yea. I even broke an ankle doing this once. Thats my level of commitment.

Have you ever sat on a rooftop?

Plenty of times

Who is that last good musician or band you discovered?

I don’t know. I really dont pay attention to names.

Do you like to watch talent shows like America’s Got Talent and X Factor?

Nope. not my thing

Have you ever tried avocado toast?

definitely

Name three items on your wish list right now.

Lol.

1. i have these flameless candles/candlestick holders that ive been DYING for from amazon.

2. Reminders of him by colleen hoover

3. Stuff from old navy

Are you more talented musically or artistically or neither?

artistically.

Are you better at English or math?

English by far

What were your best subjects in school?

Neuro and psych

What was your favorite subject in school?

psych

Have you ever visited a teacher at their home?

Lolololol yes.

How many windows are in your bedroom?

I have one “set” of windows. Two panels, so it has two separate window panels to open up. But only one box if that makes sense.

Who was your first roommate?

My sister

Who was your first best friend (besides a sibling)?

lynnea

Do you have a sibling who looks like you?

Not a single one of my siblings looks like me, or each other for that matter.

Whose was the last funeral you attended or watched?

Z’s dad

What types of cancer are in your family, if any?

Brain, skin, pancreatic.

Do you have big dreams for your future?

I think theyre big.

Do you feel alone?

Right now, i feel exceptionally alone.

Have you ever seen a double rainbow?

I have

How old will you be on your next birthday?

31!

Which nationalities have you been told you look like? (i.e., Asian, Irish)

Dutch and swedish

Have you ever had an outstanding library fine?

As a kid for sure.

What book are you currently reading?

I never pay any mind to remembering the names of books when im reading them. Idk why.

Are you poor/broke right now?

Holy crap, yes.

Do you hate social classes?

Like the classes in school (social studies) or the like upper class sort of social classes?

Have you ever received any scary, threatening messages on social media?

Yup! K’s ex is pretty fond of sending harassing messages.

What is the name of your youtube channel?

Its just a private one for school purposes.

How many subscribers do you have on youtube?

Beats me.

Do you wish that life were more fair?

I mean obviously that would be great, but that isnt realistic

Who was your first kiss?

Jase

Do you feel you have found your soulmate yet?

I really, really, really thought so. Apparently wrong again.

Are you single or in a relationship?

Merp. im speaking with an ex.

If you’re single, do you want to be, or do you wish you weren’t?

Being single is amazing. Honestly, i love 99,9% of it. Its just hard when your dreams are to be a mommy with a loving relationship with her husband, being single is not exactly conducive to that dream.

Ever collected shells at the beach?

Sure, of course

Would you rather paint or carve a pumpkin?

Carve duh!

What year did you graduate high school?

2010

What do you miss about high school?

Gads of hope. Many friends.

What do you miss about college?

learning

What color was the house you grew up in?

green

Growing up, what floor was your bedroom on?

The top floor. (2nd)

What is your birth order in the family?

I’m the baby

What would your name be if you were the opposite gender?

Casey was the plan.

Does your bedroom have carpet?

Not anymore. Its hardwood.

Best camping experience?

I have never had a positive camping experience

Do you get heartburn?

No. once in a blue moon maybe

Have you ever used Snapchat?

Of course

Did you want to be famous when you were younger?

No, it never thrilled me.

What show did you most want to be on as a kid?

Zoom or lizzie mcguire

First celebrity you were obsessed with?

Tom selleck till the day i die.

First celebrity crush?

Tom selleck

What was your first favorite stuffed animal?

I had this gray dog

What was something unique about you as a kid?

I could memorize like a mother trucker. Competed nationally for it.

Were you ever goth/emo?

No lol

Do you want any more piercings?

Double piercings fo shoooooooo.

How many tattoos do you have?

none.

Do you want more tattoos?

No, not really.

If you had to get a tattoo, what would you get?

Probably something artistic

Do you mostly write in cursive or print?

mixture

Were you ever homeschooled?

Omg! Yes. the entirety of my schooling prior to college

Describe your dream wedding in five words.

Intimate. Romantic. Amazing photos. nature.

Are you unique?

sure

Do you get called a free spirit?

Uhhh no, not really my style.

What day of the week were you born on?

FRIDAY BABY

How are you feeling right now?

Sad. lonely. confused.

How are you today?

Im ok. Ill be ok. I just need to game plan and stick to it. Im thinking about doing a phone cleanse where i only check my phone like 2x a day

Do you have mean comments that replay in your head and haunt you?

I have extremely traumatizing events and phone calls replaying. I wish i could bleach the memory of the call when i confronted K last year but it honestly plays in my head like no less than 15x a day.

^If so, do you know why that is?

Yeah i think im just suppressing a lot of emotions about that.

What are you currently worried about, if anything?

money.

Did you go Black Friday shopping this past Black Friday?

nope

^If so, what was the best deal you got?

-

Have you ever been Black Friday shopping?

Yep a couple years

What is your favorite Thanksgiving food?

Green bean casserole. ALL DAY ERR DAY

Do you wear a watch every day?

I used to. I freakin miss it. I loved the functions. But it broke and so no. i dont have one.

Pineapple or pepperoni?

pineapple

What food makes you feel nauseous?

Spinach. Especially cooked

Have you ever seen a spirit?

Not to my knowledge.

When you have your own house someday, what color Christmas tree do you want and how will you decorate it?

Omggggggg. I LOvE THINKING ABOUT THIS.

What do you think about the new “for kids” or “not for kids” rules?

I dont know what this means.

^ Do they affect you?

I have no idea.

What is the most disgusting thing you have ever eaten?

Spinach, fish, mushrooms

What food is so disgusting you could absolutely never eat it?

The above listed

Do you like sushi?

No, i do not

What color was the last sweater you wore?

I put on my favorite sweatshirt. Its gray

Name 3 material items on your wish list right now.

Ok other than the three i listed already:

A new smartwatch

a new pair of shoes

This hobby lobby Christmas tree for my room

Are you planning on doing Vlogmas (for youtube) this year?

No. Not at all

Are you happy that the year is coming to an end?

I love the colder months. We still basically have about half a year to go. This is the best time.

Have you ever bought a designer purse?

No. But I have been gifted them, generously

Do people tell you that you look sick when you wear a certain color?

No.

^If yes, what color?

^^^

Do you consider yourself creative?

I definitely can be

….outgoing?

Ahahahhahaha no.

….shy?

Sorta

….socially awkward?

No

Do you often feel alone?

I never did but I do lately. Like a lot. There's so much going on and I legit have no one to talk to about it

What could be the theme song to your life?

What if we could by Blue October

If you could win a shopping spree in any store, what would it be?

Either old navy, target, ½ priced books, or ulta

Do you wear jewelry often?

Yes most days

[neil-gaiman]

How Did you come up with the first eve in the story about adams wives? I haven’t been able to find anything about her after I read it and I want to know if she’s an actual biblical character or just someone you made

She's from the Midrash. I learned about her as a 12 year old, from my barmitzvah teacher. There was a point in there, long after I'd put her into Sandman, where I was starting to think I'd imagined her, when I ran across her in Robert Graves's Hebrew Myths....

Excerpt from: The Hebrew Myths by Robert Graves and Raphael Patai (New York:  Doubleday, 1964), pp 65-69

Chapter 10: Adam's Helpmeets

(a) Having decided to give Adam a helpmeet lest he should be alone of his kind, God put him into a deep sleep, removed one of his ribs, formed it into a woman, and closed up the wound, Adam awoke and said: 'This being shall be named "Woman", because she has been taken out of man. A man and a woman shall be one flesh.' The title he gave her was Eve, 'the Mother of All Living''. [1]

(b) Some say that God created man and woman in His own image on the Sixth Day, giving them charge over the world; [2]  but that Eve did not yet exist. Now, God had set Adam to name every beast, bird and other living thing. When they passed before him in pairs, male and female, Adam-being already like a twenty-year-old man-felt jealous of their loves, and though he tried coupling with each female in turn, found no satisfaction in the act. He therefore cried: 'Every creature but I has a proper mate', and prayed God would remedy this injustice. [3]

(c) God then formed Lilith, the first woman, just as He had formed Adam, except that He used filth and sediment instead of pure dust. From Adam's union with this demoness, and with another like her named Naamah, Tubal Cain's sister, sprang Asmodeus and innumerable demons that still plague mankind. Many generations later, Lilith and Naamah came to Solomon's judgement seat, disguised as harlots of Jerusalem'. [4]

(d) Adam and Lilith never found peace together; for when he wished to lie with her, she took offence at the recumbent posture he demanded. 'Why must I lie beneath you?' she asked. 'I also was made from dust, and am therefore your equal.' Because Adam tried to compel her obedience by force, Lilith, in a rage, uttered the magic name of God, rose into the air and left him.

Adam complained to God: 'I have been deserted by my helpmeet' God at once sent the angels Senoy, Sansenoy and Semangelof to fetch Lilith back. They found her beside the Red Sea, a region abounding in lascivious demons, to whom she bore lilim at the rate of more than one hundred a day. 'Return to Adam without delay,' the angels said, `or we will drown you!' Lilith asked: `How can I return to Adam and live like an honest housewife, after my stay beside the Red Sea?? 'It will be death to refuse!' they answered. `How can I die,' Lilith asked again, `when God has ordered me to take charge of all newborn children: boys up to the eighth day of life, that of circumcision; girls up to the twentieth day. None the less, if ever I see your three names or likenesses displayed in an amulet above a newborn child, I promise to spare it.' To this they agreed; but God punished Lilith by making one hundred of her demon children perish daily; [5] and if she could not destroy a human infant, because of the angelic amulet, she would spitefully turn against her own. [6]

(e) Some say that Lilith ruled as queen in Zmargad, and again in Sheba; and was the demoness who destroyed job's sons. [7] Yet she escaped the curse of death which overtook Adam, since they had parted long before the Fall. Lilith and Naamah not only strangle infants but also seduce dreaming men, any one of whom, sleeping alone, may become their victim. [8]

(f) Undismayed by His failure to give Adam a suitable helpmeet, God tried again, and let him watch while he built up a woman's anatomy: using bones, tissues, muscles, blood and glandular secretions, then covering the whole with skin and adding tufts of hair in places. The sight caused Adam such disgust that even when this woman, the First Eve, stood there in her full beauty, he felt an invincible repugnance. God knew that He had failed once more, and took the First Eve away. Where she went, nobody knows for certain. [9]

(g) God tried a third time, and acted more circumspectly. Having taken a rib from Adam's side in his sleep, He formed it into a woman; then plaited her hair and adorned her, like a bride, with twenty-four pieces of jewellery, before waking him. Adam was entranced. [10]

(h) Some say that God created Eve not from Adam's rib, but from a tail ending in a sting which had been part of his body. God cut this off, and the stump-now a useless coccyx-is still carried by Adam's descendants. [11]

(i) Others say that God's original thought had been to create two human beings, male and female; but instead He designed a single one with a male face looking forward, and a female face looking back. Again He changed His mind, removed Adam's backward-looking face, and built a woman's body for it. [12]

(j) Still others hold that Adam was originally created as an androgyne of male and female bodies joined back to back. Since this posture made locomotion difficult, and conversation awkward, God divided the androgyne and gave each half a new rear. These separate beings He placed in Eden, forbidding them to couple. [13]

Notes on sources:

1. Genesis II. 18-25; III. 20.

2. Genesis I. 26-28.

3. Gen. Rab. 17.4; B. Yebamot 632.

4. Yalqut Reubeni ad. Gen. II. 21; IV. 8.

5. Alpha Beta diBen Sira, 47; Gaster, MGWJ, 29 (1880), 553 ff.

6. Num. Rab. 16.25.

7. Targum ad job 1. 15.

8. B. Shabbat 151b; Ginzberg, LJ, V. 147-48.

9. Gen. Rab. 158, 163-64; Mid. Abkir 133, 135; Abot diR. Nathan 24; B. Sanhedrin 39a.

10. Gen. II. 21-22; Gen. Rab. 161.

11. Gen. Rab. 134; B. Erubin 18a.

12. B. Erubin 18a.

13. Gen. Rab. 55; Lev. Rab. 14.1: Abot diR. Nathan 1.8; B. Berakhot 61a; B. Erubin 18a; Tanhuma Tazri'a 1; Yalchut Gen. 20; Tanh. Buber iii.33; Mid. Tehillim 139, 529.

Authors’ Comments on the Myth:

1. The tradition that man's first sexual intercourse was with animals, not women, may be due to the widely spread practice of bestiality among herdsmen of the Middle East, which is still condoned by custom, although figuring three times in the Pentateuch as a capital crime. In the Akkadian Gilgamesh Epic, Enkidu is said to have lived with gazelles and jostled other wild beasts at the watering place, until civilized by Aruru's priestess. Having enjoyed her embraces for six days and seven nights, he wished to rejoin the wild beasts but, to his surprise, they fled from him. Enkidu then knew that he had gained understanding, and the priestess said: 'Thou art wise, Enkidu, like unto a godl'

2. Primeval man was held by the Babylonians to have been androgynous. Thus the Gilgamesh Epic gives Enkidu androgynous features: `the hair of his head like a woman's, with locks that sprout like those of Nisaba, the Grain-goddess.' The Hebrew tradition evidently derives from Greek sources, because both terms used in a Tannaitic midrash to describe the bisexual Adam are Greek: androgynos, 'man-woman', and diprosopon, 'twofaced'. Philo of Alexandria, the Hellenistic philosopher and commentator on the Bible, contemporary with Jesus, held that man was at first bisexual; so did the Gnostics. This belief is clearly borrowed from Plato. Yet the myth of two bodies placed back to back may well have been founded on observation of Siamese twins, which are sometimes joined in this awkward manner. The two-faced Adam appears to be a fancy derived from coins or statues of Janus, the Roman New Year god.

3. Divergences between the Creation myths of Genesis r and n, which allow Lilith to be presumed as Adam's first mate, result from a careless weaving together of an early Judaean and a late priestly tradition. The older version contains the rib incident. Lilith typifies the Anath-worshipping Canaanite women, who were permitted pre-nuptial promiscuity. Time after time the prophets denounced Israelite women for following Canaanite practices; at first, apparently, with the priests' approval-since their habit of dedicating to God the fees thus earned is expressly forbidden in Deuteronomy xxIII. I8. Lilith's flight to the Red Sea recalls the ancient Hebrew view that water attracts demons. 'Tortured and rebellious demons' also found safe harbourage in Egypt. Thus Asmodeus, who had strangled Sarah's first six husbands, fled 'to the uttermost parts of Egypt' (Tobit viii. 3), when Tobias burned the heart and liver of a fish on their wedding night.

4. Lilith's bargain with the angels has its ritual counterpart in an apotropaic rite once performed in many Jewish communities. To protect the newborn child against Lilith-and especially a male, until he could be permanently safeguarded by circumcision-a ring was drawn with natron, or charcoal, on the wall of the birthroom, and inside it were written the words: 'Adam and Eve. Out, Lilith!' Also the names Senoy, Sansenoy and Semangelof (meanings uncertain) were inscribed on the door. If Lilith nevertheless succeeded in approaching the child and fondling him, he would laugh in his sleep. To avert danger, it was held wise to strike the sleeping child's lips with one finger-whereupon Lilith would vanish.

5. 'Lilith' is usually derived from the Babylonian-Assyrian word lilitu, ,a female demon, or wind-spirit'-one of a triad mentioned in Babylonian spells. But she appears earlier as 'Lillake' on a 2000 B.G. Sumerian tablet from Ur containing the tale of Gilgamesh and the Willow Tree. There she is a demoness dwelling in the trunk of a willow-tree tended by the Goddess Inanna (Anath) on the banks of the Euphrates. Popular Hebrew etymology seems to have derived 'Lilith' from layil, 'night'; and she therefore often appears as a hairy night-monster, as she also does in Arabian folklore. Solomon suspected the Queen of Sheba of being Lilith, because she had hairy legs. His judgement on the two harlots is recorded in I Kings III. 16 ff. According to Isaiah xxxiv. I4-I5, Lilith dwells among the desolate ruins in the Edomite Desert where satyrs (se'ir), reems, pelicans, owls, jackals, ostriches, arrow-snakes and kites keep her company.

6. Lilith's children are called lilim. In the Targum Yerushalmi, the priestly blessing of Numbers vi. 26 becomes: 'The Lord bless thee in all thy doings, and preserve thee from the Lilim!' The fourth-century A.D. commentator Hieronymus identified Lilith with the Greek Lamia, a Libyan queen deserted by Zeus, whom his wife Hera robbed of her children. She took revenge by robbing other women of theirs.

7. The Lamiae, who seduced sleeping men, sucked their blood and ate their flesh, as Lilith and her fellow-demonesses did, were also known as Empusae, 'forcers-in'; or Mormolyceia, 'frightening wolves'; and described as 'Children of Hecate'. A Hellenistic relief shows a naked Lamia straddling a traveller asleep on his back. It is characteristic of civilizations where women are treated as chattels that they must adopt the recumbent posture during intercourse, which Lilith refused. That Greek witches who worshipped Hecate favoured the superior posture, we know from Apuleius; and it occurs in early Sumerian representations of the sexual act, though not in the Hittite. Malinowski writes that Melanesian girls ridicule what they call `the missionary position', which demands that they should lie passive and recumbent.

8. Naamah, 'pleasant', is explained as meaning that 'the demoness sang pleasant songs to idols'. Zmargad suggest smaragdos, the semi-precious aquamarine; and may therefore be her submarine dwelling. A demon named Smaragos occurs in the Homeric Epigrams.

9. Eve's creation by God from Adam's rib-a myth establishing male supremacy and disguising Eve's divinity-lacks parallels in Mediterranean or early Middle-Eastern myth. The story perhaps derives iconotropically from an ancient relief, or painting, which showed the naked Goddess Anath poised in the air, watching her lover Mot murder his twin Aliyan; Mot (mistaken by the mythographer for Yahweh) was driving a curved dagger under Aliyan's fifth rib, not removing a sixth one. The familiar story is helped by a hidden pun on tsela, the Hebrew for 'rib': Eve, though designed to be Adam's helpmeet, proved to be a tsela, a 'stumbling', or 'misfortune'. Eve's formation from Adam's tail is an even more damaging myth; perhaps suggested by the birth of a child with a vestigial tail instead of a coccyx-a not infrequent occurrence.

10. The story of Lilith's escape to the East and of Adam's subsequent marriage to Eve may, however, record an early historical incident: nomad herdsmen, admitted into Lilith's Canaanite queendom as guests (see 16. 1), suddenly seize power and, when the royal household thereupon flees, occupy a second queendom which owes allegiance to the Hittite Goddess Heba.

The meaning of 'Eve' is disputed. Hawwah is explained in Genesis III. 20 as 'mother of all living'; but this may well be a Hebraicized form of the divine name Heba, Hebat, Khebat or Khiba. This goddess, wife of the Hittite Storm-god, is shown riding a lion in a rock-sculpture at Hattusaswhich equates her with Anath-and appears as a form of Ishtar in Hurrian texts. She was worshipped at Jerusalem (see 27. 6). Her Greek name was Hebe, Heracles's goddess-wife.

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fic recs 2.0!

hello kings (gn) ive got significantly more fic than last time which means this is gonna be a little more organized than the last post bc it is much longer <3 categories in order are non casefic canonverse, casefic/roadtrip fic, finale fixits, endverse, non supernatural aus, and then non destiel ones. titles will be in bold for my favs! also within each category they’re in order from shortest to longest

Canonverse

I’m a tulip in a cup by godtiering (1.2k)

I worry that I never really came back from hell. I wonder why, if I got remade by heaven, I’m still the same screwed up kid that I always was.

Sometimes I worry I’m not into women at all.

"Guess not,” he looks at his shoes.

a REALLY good fic that’s basically just a look inside dean’s head during my bloody valentine do not read this looking for a fun time but please do read it

on vessels by flightsofangels (1.9k)

“You know,” Cas mutters into Dean’s bare skin. “When I was still… an angel, I used to dream that I would take you as my vessel.”

hello consumehimnatural fans!!!!! read newt’s fic right now its incredible

dean winchester is not a nicholas sparks protagonist by microcomets (1.9k)

Dean fell in love with Cas the way you fall asleep--slowly, and then all at once. Or some other hackneyed and trite bullshit. God, this is embarrassing.

dean is in LOVE. he’s also a disaster who keeps staring at cas’ hands. sigh

Stay by aeli_kindara (2.5k)

Coda to 13.06 (Tombstone). In which Castiel reckons with the aftermath of Dean's grief.

hello fellow widow arc fans <3 click here to see cas find out abt the events of advanced thanatology !

walking on a string by swordfishtrombones (2.7k)

Between the doomed offensive at the Firmament and the impending retreat from the ravaged northeast border, Castiel left camp long enough to answer one of Dean Winchester's prayers.

S6 DEAN IS A WAR WIFE. been really into early seasons deancas lately and this one is very good. god

the flesh of the mighty by Mudprophet (2.7k)

Ezekiel 39:17 "you shall eat the flesh of the mighty and drink the blood of the princes of the earth."

MY GOD. anyone who saw the @autisticandroids​ purgatory cannibalism talk and was interested read this right now. also anyone who enjoyed nbc hannibal OR raw (2016). if romantic cannibalism is remotely aligned with your interests read this right now. god

Sam Winchester, Ally At Law by alittleduck (3.3k)

Sam was pretty sure he could read every single gay friendly guide to coming out or supporting queer family members ever written and literally none of them would even imply that arguing with gay people that they were actually just homophobic constituted as "ally behavior". However, Sam was equally sure that none of those book authors had found themselves accidentally watching their brother get pounded by an Angel of the Lord at 9 am on Tuesday, so Sam was pretty sure he might actually still have the higher ground. Now, if only Jack would stop trying to bond with Dean using gay slurs long enough for Sam to convince everyone of that, he might just be able to cobble together some remnant of sanity or, failing that, dignity.

Or, the one where Sam desperately wants to invent PFLAG but Dean won't stop teaching Jack gay slurs

JACK VOICE HEY COCKSUCKERS. 

hummed low by microcomets (3.3k)

Dean pulls the Impala over at a cider barn about thirty miles out; doesn't really think about it, just sees the hokey orange lettering off the roadside and lets his hands guide the Impala off the interstate with gravel spitting under the wheels.

they get a nice day out together and dean has a gay crisis and it’s written beautifully mwah

Vena Amoris and Other Old-Fashioned Bullshit by pyrebi (3.9k)

In which angelic marriage bonds are apparently stupidly easy to trigger, Cas wages multidimensional war in Heaven, Dean can't catch a break like ever, Sam rather enjoys being a dick, love saves the day, and nobody consummates anything.

sometimes i think about this fic and it hits that at this point dean and cas would have been married for more than a year. cas my beloved...

an exploration of gender; angelic by sometimeswelose (4k)

Castiel's true form is made of electromagnetic radiation. He has spent the majority of his life, if you really want to add it all up and average the whole thing out, as a wavelength of celestial intent.

The thing about being made of light: it's light in the physics sense of the word. Castiel's waves are gamma, x-ray, micro, and radio. He's visible light too, of course, a visible light so intense that it is blinding to most humans.

hello trans cas community <3 he’s literally trans he was assigned genderless and then went hm actually i will be a man! love of my life

Some Boys are Sleeping Alone by prosopopeya (4.2k)

This isn't something that's okay, not for him, but it chases him through the years until it turns into something he can't -- doesn't want to deny. 

ohhh deans tenuous relationship with his sexuality my beloved...

love. worship. consummation. consumption. by redeyedwrath (4.3k)

ConsumehimNatural (copyright marcusantonius) the Series!

These are all snapshots centered around the idea of you know. Hunger in Supernatural. Both carnal hunger and other kinds. Fics are shown in semi-chronological order but this series is generally nebulously early seasons.

for ANYONE who is a consumehimnaturual this is required reading it is INCREDIBLE and gorgeous and very visceral and i am so very obsessed with it. thank you redeyedwrath for enabling my brainrot

the reach of human sense by perilously (4.5k)

“You know what Jimmy Novak looked like. You think he was beautiful—gorgeous, hot, all of it. It’s him. Not me. This isn’t my face.”

“But,” Dean says. He doesn’t know where he’s going with it. Just that Cas’ face is right there, brows drawn together and cheekbones gleaming in the lamplight. It’s a face that’s made his heart skip probably a couple hundred beats collectively since they met.

And it used to belong to someone else.

this one is just very nice <3 cas gets uncomfortable w dean calling him attractive since dean has never seen his trueform and they work it out

Down in the River by Ias (4.7k)

Alone in Purgatory and hunted by Leviathans, Castiel finds himself praying to the one person who can't hear him.

cas i love you <3 cas alone in purgatory praying to dean bc dean is the only thing he still worships i love you so much

Creature of Habit by trinityofone (5.1k)

The more you love someone, the more you want to kill them. Or: How Cas developed some bad habits, and Dean coped surprisingly well.

written in s5 when cas was depowered and completely nails the later seasons bitchy husbands dynamic it’s very good and fun <3

sink by crackers4jenn (5.4k)

"Where to?" A 9.06 coda.

very bittersweet very well written and also canon compliant so do not go into this one looking for a happy ending but i DO recommend it it’s very good

Sensational by castiowl (6.1k)

“When I first came to earth, it was advised that we temper the senses bound to our vessels. They were a distraction, we were told. An antiquated form of experiencing existence that would hinder our ability to complete our missions, whatever that may be. My true form can better facilitate these experiences. What you would recognize as heightened senses of sight and sound, among other things.”

Or, how Dean helps Cas experience all five human senses for the first time in one night.

early seasons deancas man. i love the sound part i love dean being so worried about doing a good job with this. god. read this please

Something to Protect by Sass_Master (6.2k)

Dean’s violent reaction to being unexpectedly woken has become something of a running joke among them, but Castiel can’t help but look past it to the underlying cause. It makes him ache to think that Dean feels so unsafe, so persecuted, before he’s even fully conscious.

Secretly, Castiel has been determined to work on that, to ease Dean into awareness in a less jarring way, smooth away one of the many stresses that follow him even in sleep. Now’s as good a time as any to try.

oh to sleep more soundly in the presence of someone you love...this fic is very nice i enjoyed it a lot

all this and heaven too by ftmsteverogers (7k)

“Hey,” Dean said. “I’m not ashamed of you, okay?”

Cas raised skeptical eyes to meet his.

“I mean it,” Dean insisted.

“I understand you mean it,” Cas said. “But I don’t think it’s any better if you’re only ashamed of yourself.”

hello trans dean community here is 7k of trans dean having to deal with his internalized homophobia now that he’s sleeping with cas <3 it is SO good

The wilderness. by orange_crushed (8k)

He takes a shower and the pressure is not especially good, but it doesn’t matter. It’s warm and he stands under the spray a long time. Human skin, he knows, constantly renews itself, shedding the dead cells of the epidermis. He wonders how long it will take until he is an entirely new person, until every cell on his surface is a new one. He looks at his hands under the water. It might take less than a month.

this might be the only post 9x03 fic on here with a happy ending actually? plenty of good melancholy leading up to it though <3 canon divergent after 9x03 though which means no 9x06 fanfiction gap but it is absolutely worth reading

till the juice runs by deathbanjo (8.4k)

Apparently whoever drew up the venn diagram of Dean’s sex life decided the circle labelled ‘good sex’ and the one labelled ‘sex with men’ should be kept far apart.

hello this one is SO funny dean finally gets comfortable enough with his bisexuality to start having sex with men and it goes so very bad every time so sorry about your shitty choices beloved </3

First Date by aeli_kindara (8.9k)

“We should go on a date. You and me.”

Castiel wishes he could see Dean’s face. He wishes he had any idea what to say.

“I’m asking you out, Cas.”

this one is very sweet i liked it a lot <3 good refreshing little fic where they just get to have a nice evening together

Entertaining Strangers by cadignan (9k)

Dean settles on to his side, lying in the bed facing Castiel. “So you had sex without me and you bit all my moves. I think I deserve to hear about it, at least. What was her name?”

op im in love with you. premise is established relationship deancas and cas mentions he did have sex before dean and not only that it was a threesome. good for him <3 this fic is cas describing the story of what led up to the threesome and what happened during it while dean interrupts regularly. incredible

the shape you take by noviembre (10k)

“What?” Dean says, fake-offended. “I’d be hot as a girl, you know I would.”

And this is when he really, really should have stopped talking. When he shouldn't have whipped back around and asked, “Cas, if I was a woman, you’d fuck me, right?”

Because if he hadn’t said that, then he wouldn’t have had to deal with this:

Cas, meeting his eyes, forehead wrinkles all smoothed out like there’s nothing to be confused about anymore. Cas with something at the corner of his mouth that might barely be called a smile.

Cas saying, calmly and without hesitation, “Yes, Dean.”

--

Dean Winchester fucks around and, with the inadvertent help of some witches, Finds Out.

dean winchester your gender is diabolical. this fic is insane and its the only thing that matters actually. dean fully convinced its normal and straight to think about being a woman so you can fuck your male friend. incredible. op im proposing to you

Sinnerman by a_good_soldier (10k)

Dean listens to Nina Simone, reads Anne Carson, and makes out with a dude (sort of).

yall want to read about dean realizing he’s in love with a man as a direct result of learning to better respect women right?

you’re fooling yourself by cowboydeanwinchester (13k)

Dean Winchester and Castiel retire from hunting to raise baby Jack. Dean struggles to allow himself the things he truly wants.

Jack is two, Castiel and Dean are idiots, and Sam's gotta solve everyone's problems.

love a married couple who doesn’t know they’re married <3 everyone say thank you sam for bullying dean 

The Girlfriend Experience by rageprufrock (15k)

While it's not like Dean hasn't had a couple of truly regrettable hit-and-runs in his sexual history, this is probably the saddest fucking thing that has ever happened to him.

a classic for good fucking reason. we’ve all talked about dean thinking holding hands is too gay after having just had gay sex but my personal favorite was sam accusing dean of cheating on cas because dean bought condoms. incredible

No Kingdom To Come by domesticadventures (16k)

“We should fuck,” Dean says.

Cas looks up from where he sits on his bed, hair still damp from the shower, frowning as he places a finger on the page of his book to mark where he left off.

There are a million things Cas could say here; Dean has rehearsed them. After lunch, his restlessness had given way to a vague panic, a dread that matched his every step and crept along with him from room to room. Eventually, he had returned to his bedroom and spent the rest of the afternoon pacing back and forth, playing out all the possible scenarios. When Cas asks him Why? or Are you being serious? or when he sighs and says, in that way he has, Dean, he knows exactly what he’s going to do. He’s going to shrug casually, like he isn’t invested in the answer, like he isn’t desperate for an outlet, and say, Why not? He’s going to raise an eyebrow and say, What, are you not interested? He’s going to crowd into Cas’ personal space, he’s going to shove himself right up in there and whisper Cas against his ear.

Instead, Cas says, carefully, “Okay.”

literally the only quarantine fic i’ve ever bothered to read in any fandom and completely worth it it’s SO good. they become fwb and dean has an existential crisis and he keeps bringing up meaninglessness and death during sex

Bodies by Speary (18k)

It was a secret they never acknowledged even with each other. It would change everything, end everything if either of them ever dropped the act. So they became very good at acting, at keeping up the lie that gave them what they wanted. Even if that lie involved constantly seeking out temporary, consenting female vessels, Cas would do it. He told himself it was worth it for Dean. He just hoped that he could stop wanting more, or maybe one day Dean might stop pretending that he wasn't really sleeping with Cas every time.

i don’t even have anything to add tbh if that summary did not immediately make you click we are very different this fic is incredible. god. fellas do you ever make yourself a woman so you can fuck the man you love without him having to talk about it or confront his sexuality

it’s such a mystery (the way you know me) by fleeceframe (20k)

So the man crouching in front of Castiel is named Dean. He wonders if that’s supposed to mean something to him.

“Cas must’ve got hit with something earlier. He just dropped like a sack of fucking potatoes a minute ago. By the time I was checking on him, he had already woken up again, but now he doesn’t fucking know who we are.”

“I’m right here you know,” Castiel says testily.

Sam’s eyes are wide even as his eyebrows are furrowed, and he looks between Dean and Castiel again.

“What do you remember, Cas?”

“Firstly, that I’m not Cas. I don’t know who Cas is, but it’s not me. I don’t know who either of you are, either."

or the one where castiel is hit with a memory curse that makes him forget the winchester brothers and is stunned to find out he has a family... also why can't he stop thinking about dean?

BEST amnesia fic oh my god. cas my beloved you deserve the world. everyone read this that is not a request.

More Than Ever by Sass_Master (20k)

Dean’s getting some pancakes together for breakfast when Cas saunters in after a run.

He’s trying to focus on whisking batter, unfairly distracted by Cas a few feet away, breathing heavily and shining with perspiration. Dean’s been painfully aware for a long time that Cas is pretty easy on the eyes, but he’s used to seeing Cas buttoned-up and unflappable, looking straight-laced in a stiff oxford and an unflattering trenchcoat.

Now Cas is sweating, Dean’s borrowed t-shirt clinging to his skin, flushed from exertion and Dean really can’t deal with that in his kitchen right now.

this entire series is really good i enjoyed it a lot, i’m just putting this one specifically on the list bc the rest of the series is very explicit and this is really good as a standalone for anyone who wouldn’t be into the rest of the series!!

Being Dean Winchester by Anonymous (20k)

"You should show me some respect. I dragged you out of hell. I can throw you back in."

Who the fuck was this bitchy "warrior of God" doing talking to him like that? Fuck Cas-tee-el and his dumbass trench coat and abrasive motherfucking attitude.

Dean was done with this shit.

***

Wherein a monster of the week steals the essence of Castiel's vessel, so he must use Dean, recently raised from hell, as a vessel instead.

it is at this point i realize that there are more fics than i expected there to be on this list that involves a threesome with only two people/using the presence of a female body to act like what’s happening is heterosexual. deangirlism is a disease 

I Shall Not Want by domesticadventures (20k)

His grace is burning out, and the wasteland it leaves inside him becomes an echo chamber for all the memories, all the fear and doubt and self-loathing he's collected over the years. Things said and done hound him on endless repeat until he's convinced they’ll break through his skin and fill the silence of the bunker.

His head is killing him, and he sits hunched over an open book, not really reading, just digging his fingers into his skull and praying nothing slips through the cracks.

this one is GORGEOUS i love it so so much. dean and cas are both struggling so much to get by and they’re trying to support each other but fucking it up and they have to grow together and learn to cope with the fact that this is where their lives are and they fall in love i need everyone to read this

To Boldly Go by 8daysuntiltheapocalypseiguess (24k)

Title: Just One of Those Things Author: Impala67 Series: TOS Rating: M Summary: Four years into their five-year mission, and all the planets start to look the same.

In which Dean is not Gene Roddenberry, but he does write Star Trek fanfiction.

mx winchester writing star trek fanfiction to process his own trauma <3 this is a wip but it’s SO good and i also have not consumed a single piece of star trek media so it IS definitely readable to anyone who isn’t a star trek fan. please read this

where the weeds take root by deathbanjo (30k)

“Are you happy? Y’know. Just—being here,” Dean says, gesturing to the yard with his beer bottle. “Being with—I mean, you used to fight in celestial wars and—and save the world. Now you’re growing vegetables and talking about chickens.”

this is on here just for the 1.5 people who were putting off this one like i did for no reason. it’s extremely good and it is just gentle. i enjoyed it a lot

Heroes for Ghosts by pantheon_of_discord (42k)

After Sam and Dean are arrested, Castiel is left alone and scrambling to find them. He knows they’re locked away in a government facility, and he’s still able to hear their prayers, but no matter how he tries Castiel can’t seem to track them. He chases leads and even attempts to hunt on his own, but Mary is AWOL, Crowley refuses to help, and Castiel’s options are running out.

Weeks pass, Castiel’s hope dwindles, and through it all Dean prays, keeping them connected. His voice is comforting, frustrating, and occasionally annoying, but in his solitude Castiel comes to cherish it. But then one day, without warning, Dean stops praying, and Castiel is forced to confront some uncomfortable truths about his feelings.

yall ever wonder what it would’ve been like if the sam and dean arrest storyline in s12 was interesting? yeah <3

Teaching Poetry to Fish by aeli_kindara (52k)

In which Castiel teaches poetry to fish. Also, himself. Also, eventually, Dean.

(A series-long story, diverging slightly from canon after S14.)

cas learning about humanity through poetry before dean and thats what led to him developing enough emotion to be lobotomized....cas i love you so much

Emergence by ellispark (58k)

Something’s been missing from Dean’s life for the past three years, a void left after a hunt gone terribly wrong. He often feels a sense of longing with no discernible cause, a need to talk to someone who isn’t there.

A call from an acquaintance leads Dean to James Novak, a man who disappeared more than a decade ago, and suddenly Dean gets the feeling he’s found what he’s been missing. But James isn’t really James — he’s the angel Castiel, who’s wanted by angels, demons and hunters alike. And he may be at the center of the storm that wrecked Dean’s life all those years ago.

another cool amnesia fic!! for unknown reasons everyone forgot cas three years ago but cas didn’t forget anything. cas deserves so much love and support. god

a turn of the earth by microcomets (95k)

Dean’s your typical half-orphaned, monster-killing 22-year-old until a trenchcoated stranger crashes into his back windshield one September night, claiming he’s an angel that knows him from the future and that he’s on the run.

Frigging fantastic.

(Or, in which Castiel gets stuck in Dean’s timeline preseries and Dean kind of hates it—until he doesn’t.)

cas getting to meet and fall in love with pre hell dean just as much as he loves the dean he already knows oh my GOD. i love this fic so much. turn of the earth my beloved

Crossing Lines by sometimeswelose (122k)

Two Deans, one Cas - it's not as sexy as it sounds

Or

An ethics lesson from Hell

Or

The one where Dean from the past meets Dean in the present. They're not sure they like each other very much.

deans intense self hatred vs cas’ unwavering love for every version of dean oh my GOD also this is a wip fair warning but it’s so worth waiting for updates i’m having such a great time with this one i cannot wait to see how it gets ended

Plot Holes by saltyfeathers (160k)

Of course it wasn’t over after the apocalypse.

There was season six. Then there was season seven. Against all expectations, there was season eight. There were the alphas and purgatory, and then the Leviathans, and then the angels fell. Enter season nine. Loose threads Metatron, Abaddon, and Crowley have to be tied up. Sam, Dean, and Cas have to try to tie them while at the same time dealing with their evolving relationships and newfound graceless states.

Amidst all the chaos, someone has started publishing the Supernatural novels again. Convinced there’s something amiss in the pages, Charlie starts her own quest to suss out the truth behind the Winchester Gospels.

With the help of various faces, old and new, they must now not only deal with the typical runs of demons and recently fallen angels, but also reconcile the battles raging inside themselves, as the fate of the world, once again, quite literally lays in the palm of their hands.

saltyfeathers said i WILL make the plot holes in this show mean something because the showrunners are sure as shit never gonna adress them ! and i thank them for it bc this was a really cool read

Casefic/Roadtrip Fic

Deprived Of Every Planet by KelpietheThundergod (9k)

Dean's breathing is audible in the scant space between them, irregular. The motel room is dark, pale blue shadows falling in through the gaps in the blinds. Throwing a pattern of uneven white stripes over the bunched up covers. Over Dean's fingers twisted in the sheets. One half of him in shadow, softened by the dark. The heat of his skin. The tremble of him under Castiel's touch.

He caresses a hand over Dean's chest, slowly. Dean's mouth falls open, his body arching into Castiel's touch. Castiel stops over Dean's heart. Through the fever of his desire, he rejoices about the wonder of experiencing another's heartbeat through one's own senses.

Dean gasps, but then he turns his face away and towards the dark. Eyes closed tight and brows furrowed like something is hurting him.

Castiel stills.

“Dean?”

the case is background on this one but it Does take place over the course of a case so im putting it here. god touchstarved dean trying so hard to work through his shit for cas head in my hands i love this fic so much

before and after breakfast by spocklee (10k)

The monster of the week is a ghost who hates meat, alcohol, and feeling yourself. Guess who it is during the commercials.

chapter 2 of this one.....god. dean and cas you are both so unwell <3 i love everything abt this fic everyone read it now

we shovel all the ashes out by xylodemon (15k)

Dean’s always known things were headed this way. He just figured getting dragged under would be cleaner and easier than jumping in feet-first.

fics that make you go Oh they love each other...also there’s lesbians in it literally what else could you want.

thunder road by dothraki_shieldmaiden (20k)

After Chuck is defeated and the Winchesters settle into life without God, Dean Winchester is bored.

OR: Dean and Cas take a road trip and figure out some stuff along the way.

this fic is just like. it’s kind! this fic is kind it’s just a pleasant experience and i enjoyed it thoroughly. they’re in love and it’s good

Suck It, Judy Garland by GlitterDwarf, midrashic (20k)

It had to be St. Louis. Or, the one where Sam and Cas get fake married for a case, and Dean loses his mind.

actually im gonna defend dean here imagine youre dean and cas gives what definitely sounded like a deathbed love confession while making eye contact with you and then immediately afterwards fake dates your brother. who among us would not have been a bitch about this

best friends without benefits by lizbobjones (20k)

It’s nearing three a.m. and they’ve been on the road a long time. Sam’s been asleep in the back seat since eleven. Giving up and handing the wheel over to Cas and letting the guy who doesn’t sleep drive had seemed like a good idea.

the premise of this fic is so funny. cas voice dean you want to fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid. everyone read this

the taste of gravel in the mouth by deathbanjo (22k)

This is what Cas gave up Heaven for: greasy diner food, shitty motel rooms with even shittier cable, long car rides spent in complete silence except for the same six tapes playing over and over again, and a burnt-out husk of a man who can barely hold a conversation anymore.

alt version of getting rid of the mark of cain, the darkness never happens. this one is VERY heavy but it’s so good and it has a hopeful ending. ive read this one twice and loved it both times

Someone Who’s Feeling For Me by ellispark (45k)

Dean sees her for the first time in nearly six years in some no-name town in Idaho, and it's panic at first sight.

Lisa Braeden, the one woman Dean ever actually had a shot at a real life with, back from where he buried her in his mind. And her hand is on Cas's arm like it's no big deal, like it belongs there. Cas, Dean's dorky, sweet, badass, angelic best friend, and he's just standing there next to Lisa and not moving her hand away.

Dean feels the jealousy rising, and it's not directed where he expected it to be. Because it takes this exact moment for Dean to realize he's in love with his best friend. He's in love with his best friend, and Lisa is looking at Cas like he's the best thing since automatic rifles, and Dean is utterly fucked.

hello op please contact me. please contact me and let me see the inside of your brain. this fic was an unparalleled experience and everyone should also go through it. i love it so very much

Bumper Cars by mansikka (111k)

Two teenagers are missing from an abandoned carnival, and there’s enough to raise suspicion that their disappearance involves a ghost. Dean, Sam, and Cas arrive in town to investigate, though what they find leads them away from those teenagers, and on the trail of a ghost story that churns up things from their past.

Can newly-human Cas, and Dean, with the help of shipper!Sam, work out the mystery behind the abandoned carnival and its ghost, and along the way, figure out the riddle that is them?

one of my absolute fav case fics it forces dean to confront some aspects of johns parenting and work through some shit and also him and cas fall in love and it’s really well done. love this one a lot <3

Finale Fix-its/Finale Denial

Sorry Jimmy by K_K_TiBal (2.1k)

Based on the tumblr textpost:

jellydeans: so are cas and jimmy novak just up in heaven existing at the same time katebushstandean: #jimmy moves to heaven timbuku so that dean stops trying to make out with him every time they run into each other at the heaven grocery store

this one is just extremely funny. local midwestern heterosexual man is forced to play relationship counselor to the dumbest gay people in existence because one of them wore his face

Dean Winchester Really Needs To Make Some Gay Friends by AreYouReady (2.2k)

“Like, I’m trying to think if I’ve had, I don’t know, crushes. If I ever had a gay thing before you came along and just didn’t notice,” Dean said.

Cas suddenly looked down, and away from Dean. If Dean didn’t know better, he would swear Cas looked guilty.

“What is it, Cas?”

“You have had several… gay things before.” Cas still wouldn’t look at him.

“What? When? How come you know this better than I do?”

There was no way the answer to this question wasn’t funny as hell.

dean learning about gay ppl via the memories of dean smith...incredible.

tiny difference (between ending and starting to begin) by sunforgrace (2.4k)

Sometimes Dean catches Cas staring at the sky.

It doesn’t happen often. Not when Dean’s around to tell, anyway. But often enough that he starts to notice.

Eventually Dean starts to recognize the pattern.

Cas just doesn’t watch the sky. He watches the birds.

Chuck is gone, Cas is human, and the world is safe. In the quiet aftermath Dean and Castiel find each other again.

i really don’t have much to say abt this one it is just very good and they love each other so much

Bring Home by cenotaphy (3.8k)

Dean's phone doesn't ring on the drive back to the Bunker, but that's okay. Because—well, maybe Cas lost his cell, what with getting shuffled back and forth between a cosmic void dimension and all. And anyway, Dean doesn't want this conversation to happen over the phone, he wants to—he wants to talk to Cas face-to-face. They should talk face-to-face.

Dean will tell him—

Dean doesn't know what he'll tell Cas. Dean is, in fact, terrified by how utterly and completely he does not know what he'll say to Cas.

cas being forced to face the consequences of sending the risky text that was despair <3

dean’s coworkers vs the heteronormative agenda by cowboydeanwinchester (4.1k)

Dean started working at a local auto repair shop in Lebanon, Kansas about a year ago. His coworkers don't know much about him. Except that he has a wife. Or maybe he doesn't. But he has a kid. Who is either a toddler or a high schooler. Who is either named Jack or Sammy. He also might have a best friend named Cas, but that also might be his wife.

Truth is nobody knows what to make of Dean.

obsessed w people not knowing a single fucking thing about dean because he talks so much and never explains anything. this fic is SO funny

Enhanced Extraction Techniques by goldenraeofsun (5.8k)

The Empty takes Meg’s shape, Samandriel’s, Duma’s, every one of the thousands of angels Cas killed up in heaven. But in the middle of lecturing Cas in the form of Balthazar, it explodes in a burst of light and sound.

Dean Winchester stands in the aftermath.

the empty playing mind games on an awake cas bc it can’t put him to sleep is a thing i like a lot and this is very very good 

Speak Silence No More by rea_sunshine (8.1k)

When Dean imagined this moment, it went like this:

Dean bursts into the Empty—guns blazing, chin high, righteous anger coursing through him. No matter what form his plans and fantasies and whiskey-drunk-whispered-promises took, he is always, always successful. When he imagined it, he was finally the hero Cas deserved.

The reality of the moment is this:

It’s fucking cold.

dean and cas STILL managing to not communicate with each other properly after the confession is so funny to me and this fic does it really well. also i like that a human being in the empty, where humans do NOT belong, had some like. consequences

my heart is a compass by lagaudiere (10k)

“There you are,” the Empty says, in Dean’s voice. It’s cold, like Dean’s eyes are cold, his expression set in contempt. It’s the expression Cas feared, he realizes, all the times he thought about saying it. Revulsion. It makes him feel sick in the way that goes beyond physical, here where there is nothing physical left.

The moment before it happened had been so sweet it covered up all the hurt. For years, Cas had been holding back those words, biting down on his tongue to keep from saying them. And now he had said it, and he knew that it was good, knew that it was worth it. But on the other side there is only this.

--

In the Empty, Cas dreams of his regrets, until someone comes looking for him.

one of thee best dean rescues cas from the empty fics out there i love the way his memories are written i love how many of them were ones that this fic came up with to give me new things to have brainworms over instead of just making me more fixated on He Watched Him Rake Leaves than i already am

killing time by orestespdf (11k)

It's been four years since Dean saved Cas from the Empty and confessed his feelings in return, and in their Vermont lakehouse, the retired couple is now learning how to heal. One morning, Dean gives Cas a haircut.

(A character study of Castiel.)

perfect fic perfect fic no notes no complaints they love each other so much and now dean is giving cas a haircut and they’re spending the day together. god.

and every time we kiss, i swear i can fly by knameless (14k)

Every time, Dean tells himself it’s the last.

--

aka, twelve times dean and cas kiss.

a just boy best friends kiss for every season <3 mwah

for which no words exist by MediaWhore (14k)

'a prayer for which no words exist' // richard siken

"Dear Cas who art in my bathtub, give me the strength to be honest about how I feel. For your sake and for mine. Forgive me all the times I wasn’t in the past, all the words I should have said but didn’t. And please stay. Please stay with me when all is said and done. Amen. "

Dean rescues a newly human Cas from the Empty. That's the easy step.

mediawhore i am in LOVE with you oh my god this fic. this fic. dean taking care of cas after rescuing him dean wrapping cas in a blanket oh my GOD

swimming with the fish pond fish by februyuri (17k)

Some time between Dean bleeding out on a makeshift hook in a barn in Ohio and Sam making marshmallows on his funeral pyre, Dean was brought back to life. By Castiel. Again. Dean agreed to it if only to give Jack time to work out the glitches up top. So, now Dean’s back in the land of the living and things are ... actually good, for once.

Or, as good as they can be when demons are attacking Earth, Dean’s failing to get over why he died in the first place, and Cas is suddenly, inexplicably taking every opportunity to casually tell Dean that he loves him.

this is a wip! but it is so good and so worth the read i love it a lot and am very excited for the last chapter. it IS pretty heavy though dean has a LOT to work through

looking like a true survivor (feeling like a little kid) by courfeyrac (20k)

"Jack’s a clever kid—has been ever since he was born, maybe even before that—but Dean’s pretty sure he hasn’t figured out where they’re going yet. And Dean’s… Dean’s excited about it. He remembers planning surprises for Sammy when they were little—saving up quarters and sneaking off to the arcade the year he turned seven, or slipping a book Dean had seen Sammy admiring into his jacket before sprinting out of the store the year he turned twelve. There was only so much Dean could give him back then, hindered by lack of finances and transportation and a father who paid attention. Now, though, Dean’s got a wallet full of cash, a tank full of gas, and the freedom to give his kid the kind of birthday he deserves."

Or, it's Jack's fourth birthday, and the kid wants to go to Build-A-Bear.

EVERYONE READ THIS RIGHT NOW. that is not a request this fic undid me. oh my god. oh my god. they’re a family and they’re going to build a bear and they love each other. oh my god. also no it isn’t a baby jack fic he is 4 and he is also alcal

what’s missing is found (our souls can exhale now) by sobsicles (27k)

It's not the first time Claire has ever gone missing. It is, however, the first time Kaia panics about it. Dean's dragged into the mess, but he soon finds that it's the best thing that could have happened to him.

~~~

"But have you ever just met someone and maybe it wasn't from the first moment, maybe it was after all these other moments that meant more than you ever expected them to, and it seems like your soul just—just—" Kaia makes a helpless gesture with her hands, pushing out, and she breathes out loudly. "Like it can finally exhale. And that person isn't guaranteed to make you happy, but they're—they're important. You just know it, you can't even escape it, you can't let them go. Ever met someone like that, Dean?"

"I—" Dean halts, his mouth hanging open. He's looking at Kaia, who's looking at him, and his heart is fluttering in his throat like a caged bird aching to soar again. His mind threatens to spiral out of control, but he focuses, swallowing hard. "Yeah. Um. I—yeah, I have."

deancas AND dreamhunter we love to see it also dean DOES smoke weed with kaia and apologizes for pulling a gun on her what more could you want in a fic

Command Me To Be Well by prospopeya (28k)

Dean did a lot of thinking about when and how he would get Cas back. Months of it, actually, stretching into a year, because while Sam and Eileen were settling into their new lives, Dean was stuck. He was stuck in a faraway corner of the bunker, dark and empty and hollow, ringing with the sound of a vibrating phone.

So when he falls to his knees in that same room, exhausted, hurting, breathless, and he feels a hand on his shoulder and looks up to see Cas, he realizes that he doesn't have a single clue about what to do now. Getting Cas out had been easy--actually, it'd been the opposite of that--but the planning of it, the methodical desperation of one attempt after the other had been a familiar rhythm. It'd been soothing almost, solid, something to focus on that wasn't Cas's eyes, watery and jubilant in a way Dean hadn't ever seen that up close on anyone, let alone Cas.

And now Cas is pulling him to his feet, and Dean's stumbling, and he instinctually grabs Cas's arm, and his hand lights up with a fire that he isn't prepared for.

"Hello, Dean."

oh post despair lack of communication....oh dean refusing to work through his feelings...this fic is incredible i love it everyone who enjoys dean doing everything in his power to avoid talking about feelings up to and including having sex with the guy who’s in love with him multiple times should read this

break the skin (to break the barriers) by sobsicles (29k)

The first time she meets him, he's nothing more than an almost-missed appointment.

SOBSICLES TATTOO FIC MY BELOVED. dean grieving and getting tattoos and it turns into tattoo therapy. im SO in love with mitzi it’s insane. requires some suspension of disbelief for how long a tattoo takes but it’s an incredible fic and an unparalleled experience. sobsicles does not miss

ascend by quiettewandering (53k)

Something in the world is wrong.

Demon activity is rising where mysterious black substance oozes and unusual ecological events are shaking the world. Dean, grief hanging on his shoulders, restlessly searches for answers that might lead him to the Empty… and to Cas.

But what Chuck wrote can’t be undone. The narrative thread pulls Dean along, forcing him to comply. Because once a story already has an ending, it can’t be rewritten.

Or can it?

SUPER cool concept i liked this a lot i’m pretty sure everyone’s read it already but just in case someone hasn’t you absolutely should

oh sooner or later it all comes down to faith by sobsicles (62k)

Getting used to Heaven is something of a marvel. It ain't perfect, and Dean thinks he'd hate it if it was, which is probably why it isn't.

~~~

"You don't understand," Dean whispers, exhaling shakily. "I know you don't, because even I don't. The instant you were gone, I wanted you back. Cas, I wanted you back. I wanted—I wanted—"

Cas stares at him, searching his face. After a moment, his own face falls slack, eyes widening just so. "Oh," he breathes out.

Dean wants to be furious that Cas has figured it out before he has—whatever it is—but he's not even that surprised. Cas knows him too well, always has, even more than Dean knows himself. He's been kicking Dean in the goddamn teeth with how deeply he understands him, even about the things Dean doesn't, ever since they first met. You don't think you deserve to be saved, that's what Cas had said. All bundled up in impossibilities and power, this being that looked at Dean Winchester and knew every single inch of him, as if he had a right to each part.

"What?" Dean grits out.

"I love you, too."

the ONLY heaven fic. i do not read heaven fics bc i refuse to budge in my finale denialism i refuse to read fic where it is accepted that dean dies. i was hesitant to read this but god im glad i did it was so good. literally the best possible outcome of dean dying

Endverse

final fantasy. by orange_crushed (1.9k)

“If I’d actually been born human, would I have gotten sick like everyone else? Would I be running around gnawing on the neighbors?” Castiel tilts his head up and even from here Dean can see the black ring of his pupils, wide and dark as dead stars. He’s high as fuck and he’s been loading the guns for forty-five minutes. He stares into the space where Dean is. He smiles and shows his teeth. “Maybe you’d have already put a bullet in my head.”

"This is why you don’t lead storytime anymore," Dean says. "This kind of shit."

endverse last night on earth fics are something that can be so personal actually. god

The Last Song by Moorishflower (3.5k)

The very last song is the Song of Solomon, and Castiel sings it only for Dean. Set in "The End."

this is like. pre endverse and the tone is so like. wistful? is the best word ive got? it’s gorgeous i love it but fair warning there is graphic description of like. viscera and infected wounds

to think that we could stay the same by cipherwriter (6.5k)

cas has all he needs; himself, his creation, and enough power to continue this cycle for a long time. he's fine. dean wants to take care of him anyway.

oh my GOD this one is good it’s based off the thing of how originally endverse cas was supposed to be just sitting in a room killing and resurrecting the same cockroach over and over. very bittersweet at some points i love it a lot, do not read it if youre looking for something happy though lmao

the first church at the end of the world by withbloodstainedclothingon (11k)

The angels don’t eat the brain. Only Croats do that.

this one is fucked but it’s incredible it contains very heavy and violent subject matter and cas is an Actual cult leader he doesn’t just have orgies it is SO well done and i had a great time reading it i recommend it very highly if the warnings sound like something you can stomach

Down to Agincourt by seperis (1.1 million. i know. yes it’s a wip)

There is no such thing as a guarantee when it comes to war.

The outcome's known. Why try? Return your rusty sword to battered sheath, bow your head and bend your stubborn knee. Why take the field when you cannot win the war? But Harry -- he went down to Agincourt.

PLEASE. i know the length is intimidating i KNOW it’s a very long fic but please. please read down to agincourt i am begging you. head in my HANDS this series is incredible.

Non Supernatural AUS

Long-Term Relationship by bendingsignpost (2.7k)

Castiel says, budging over to make room for Dean on the couch, “I thought we should have a serious talk about our relationship.”

Reflexively, Dean laughs.

Castiel does not.

“Uh, Cas... you know we’re not dating, right?”

look man it’s bendingsignpost okay. it’s bendingsignpost it’s good and it’s sweet and you should read it

One White Lie by komodobits (11k)

Castiel takes a deep breath and rings the doorbell. He doesn’t need to run through what he’s going to say – he’s already planned and edited and rehearsed it a thousand times. He is going to ask Dean Winchester out to dinner. If it’s not too forward, he’ll say, perfectly charming. You see, I’ve seen you around the neighbourhood and you always seem so earnest and I’d really like to get to know you bette— The door swings open, and Castiel panics.

He intends to excuse himself. He means to apologise and come back some other time. However, in a moment of blind fear, what comes out of his mouth instead are the words, “Could you spare a moment for Jesus Christ?”

do you ever pretend to be a jehovahs witness for months to hang out with the guy you like because you fucked up asking him out? yeah.

separate ways and sleeping dogs by sobsicles (53k)

Dean is three years sober when Cas comes back into town.

~~~

For a moment, they just stare at each other. Dean, once again, has to swallow the urge to offer to swallow something else. It's very hard to resist the gut-wrenching pull of want that hooks in his chest whenever he looks at Cas. And to think, he used to have him, used to be able to act on that want.

God, he's so fucking stupid.

Well, there's no point in kicking himself three years later for shit he can't change. He'll just sit right here and pretend that his fingers aren't twitching with the urge to reach out and touch. He can't do that anymore, and it's his own damn fault.

"Three years ago," Cas prompts.

Dean huffs a weak laugh. "Yeah. Eventful."

this fic hit me SO hard emotionally oh my god. don’t have much to say bc most of my thoughts on this fic are very personal but my god read this please

Everyone’s a Critic by Englandwouldfall (109k)

The one where uninspired chef Dean Winchester has a one night stand with the male (!) food critic who described the flavour of his garlic bread as 'closeted' and accidentally ends up dating him to try and prove that he's a kick ass chef, thank you very much.

(He may have a point about the 'closeted' thing).

this one is SO fun. dating the food critic who called your garlic bread closeted and lying about your career because you’re embarrassed and you want to redeem your food in his eyes but then you fall in love with him

Non Destiel Centric

gender? you mean that thing i have that pisses people off? by bigender dean winchester (homosexualitie) (946 words)

sam and dean paint each other's nails and dean abuses the technicalities of her gender. what more could you want? 

HELLO HE/SHE DEAN COMMUNITY oh my god the pure rush of euphoria reading this. oh my god. oh my god. 

the quiet road to a distant city by rottingbrains (1.2k)

Sam stares out the windshield again. They’re approaching a city, and she can see the lights in the distance. She’s past the danger zone, and she feels like the world around her reflects that in some way she can’t put into words- as if God is telling her that it’s okay. She did the right thing, and soon she will be past the lonely unknown and into the warm, forgiving light of acceptance. Or something. Come to think of it, the lights only look warm from far away, and she knows that the actual city will seem far less welcoming. Still. Best not to imagine the worst when it’s already going well.

required reading for transfem lesbian sam fans. fics that live in your ribcage to make your heart feel good

Four People Ruby Seduced & One She Actually Fell For (Or: Ruby's Epic Love Affair with Humanity in General and Sam in Specific) by tuesday (3.7k)

In which Ruby has a lot of sex, is not any kind of therapist that would be legal, and helps a few people out for her own reasons. (S4/S5 AU)

for everyone out there who enjoys ruby being a girlboss <3

Fractured Link by Trell (orphan_account) (5.5k)

Meg goes on, resolute despite the way Dean flinches, "He likes me. He likes me a lot, and I like him back, and that's probably good enough for both of us. But fuck me for saying so, Dean-o, he loves you, probably more than anything else on his daddy's green Earth, and you need to man up and give back what Clarence over there has been devoting to you for years."

this is meg/dean/cas which is not smth i really seek out but this was extremely good. set in s7 so it’s meg and dean and honey cas and it’s a lot of dean figuring his shit out and trying to forgive cas and i love meg a lot in this

#spn #supernatural #destiel #deancas #mine

[hellenic-reconstructionism]

Ancient Greek Divination Series #2: Scrying

Inquiry of bowl divination and necromancy. Whenever you want to inquire about matters, take a bronze vessel, either a bowl or a saucer, whatever kind you wish. Pour water: rainwater if you are calling upon heavenly gods, seawater if gods of the earth, river water if Osiris or Sarapis, spring water if the dead. Holding the vessel on your knees, pour out green olive oil, bend over the vessel and speak the prescribed spell. And address whatever god you want ask about whatever you wish, and he will reply to you and tell you about anything. And if he has spoken dismiss him with the spell of dismissal, and you have used this spell will be amazed.

– PGM IV. 223- 243

The quote above is from the Greek Magical Papyri (PGM), detailing a scrying ritual using a bowl, sometimes referred to lecanomancy, or lekanomanteia. Compared to some other forms of divination, it's pretty simple, and is very low-cost! The most important ingredient is water from different sources, differing based on who you are trying to contact.

The other key ingredient is stuff you put into the water; usually olive oil, as an offering of sorts, and to make patterns into which you can gaze.

The spell spoken over the vessel: “AMOUN AUANTAU LAIMOUTAU RIPTOU MANTAUI IMANTOU LANTOU LAPTOUMI ANCHÔMACH ARAPTOUMI, hither to me, O NN god; appear to me this very hour and do not frighten my eyes. Hither to me, O NN god, be attentive to me because he wishes and commands this ACHCHÔR ACHCHÔR ACHACHACH PTOUMI CHACHCHÔ CHARACHÔCH CHAPTOUMÊ CHÔRACHARACHÔCH APTOUMI MÊCHÔCHAPTOU CHARACHPTOU CHACHCHÔ CHARACHÔ PTENACHÔCHEU” (a hundred letters). But you are not unaware, mighty king and leader of magicians, that this is the chief name of Typhon, at whom the ground, the depths of the sea, Hades, heaven, the sun, the moon, the visible chorus of stars, the whole universe all tremble, the name which, when it is uttered, forcibly brings gods and daemons to it. This is the name that consists of 100 letters.

– PGM IV. 223- 243

NN is basically "insert name here". I'm definitely very new to Typhon so I personally do not chant this incantation (though I do hope to research him and write about his worship eventually).

Variations:

Adding lots into the water and drawing - I guess you could make lots from clay, wood etc.? Maybe alphabet stones could be combined with this.

Drawing from a well and interpreting the junk on the surface

Sanctuary of Demeter at Patrai, only used for questions of sickness: mirror on fine cord, let it hang so it just grazes surface of holy spring with its rim; then pray to her and burn incense and look into mirror; shows sick person as either living or dead.

Crystal-gazing could be considered an extension of this (summoning Gods into it usually)

Sources: Greek Divination by W. R. Halliday; The Greek Magical Papyri in Translation by Hans Dieter Betz

#divination #hellenic polytheistic #hellenic pagan #hellenic gods #hellenic polytheist #hellenic paganism #hellenic reconstructionism #hellenism #hellenic polytheism #hellenismos #pagan #paganism #greek pagan #greek paganism