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popcultureconfessions · 2 years

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2022 MET Gala Red Carpet Review

“In America: An Anthology of Fashion > Gilded Glamour” is the theme.

Camila Mendes: 👍🏽 - I love her makeup, hair, and dress!

Priscilla Presley (a.k.a. Elvis Presley’s WIFE!): No comment.

Maggie Rogers: 👎🏽 (Whoever did her hair and styled her must hate her...)

Agnes Chu: 👎🏽 - The dress and lipstick color are pretty...

Paapa Essiedu: 👍🏽 - I don’t see what his outfit has to do with ‘Gilded Glamour’, but I’m not mad. I like the necklace, color of the garments, and the pants.

Ariana DeBose: 👍🏽

Regé-Jean Page: 👎🏽 - Extremely handsome, though!

Lori Harvey: Elegant, but not really in-theme.

LaQuan Smith: 👍🏽 - I love the silver blazer! You are looking super dapper, sir.

Questlove: No comment.

Anitta: 👍🏽

Patrick Schwarzenegger: 👍🏽 - I love the color palette.

Janelle Monáe: 👍🏽 - I really like the headpiece and the colors on it. The gown itself is pretty as well as the fabric, and it fits her so well.

Kaia Gerber: 👍🏽 - FUCKING NAILED IT! Her hair, makeup, and dress are so pretty!

Isabelle Boemeke: 👍🏽 - Her outfit, makeup, and hair are intriguing, that’s for sure. I like it!

Austin Butler: 👎🏽 - Too basic.

Andrew Saffir and Daniel Benedict: No comment.

Kelvin Harrison Jr.: Not a thumbs up or down, but I do like the pants and shoes...

Vanessa Nadal and Lin-Manuel Miranda: I love the purple, green, and yellow together; however, her outfit does not follow the theme. Lin just looks handsome as ever! These two win best couple of the night.

Tommy Dorfman: 👍🏽 - I love the shade of green and the dress itself.

Harris Dickinson: Eh...

Sabrina Carpenter: Eh...

Ben Platt: 👎🏽 - Too basic.

Kacey Musgraves: 👍🏽

Lisa Airan: Eh...

Kate Moss: Nice dress...

Samuelle Leibovitz and Annie Leibovitz: Sam’s gown is pretty, but that’s about it. As for Annie, ... what?

Tom Ford: 👎🏽 - Too basic.

Tommy Hilfiger: 👎🏽 - Too basic. I do love the velvet blue, though.

Dee Hilfiger: 👎🏽 - Too basic. Gorgeous shade of gold, though!

Hugh Jackman: 👎🏽 - Too basic, my Broadway king, but I still love you.

Deborra-Lee Furness: 👎🏽 - The gown is pretty, though.

Janicza Bravo: 👍🏽 - I love her eyeshadow and shoes the most, but the outfit is still nice.

Michaela Jaé Rodriguez: 👍🏽

Chloe Bailey: 👍🏽 - The creation of the dress is neat, and I love the piece around her neck.

Iris van Herpen: 👎🏽 - Too basic. (You go all out for your client(s), but not yourself?)

Franklin Leonard: Not a thumbs up or down, but 10 points to his stylist for being creative.

Autumn de Wilde: 👍🏽

Caroline Wozniacki: 👍🏽 - I love the different shades of blue and her hairstyle.

Adrienne Adams: Pretty dress and jewelry, but it’s still an ‘eh’ for me.

Amirah Kassem: 👍🏽 - She honestly looks like a goddess, and that shade of blue looks great on her.

Melissa King: I... I don’t know what to think...

Steven Kolb: 👎🏽 - Too basic, but I like the details on the jacket.

Blake Lively: 👍🏽 - Gorgeous gown(s) and overall look!

Ryan Reynolds: 👎🏽 - Too basic, but I like the fabric.

Ciara: 👍🏽

Anna Wintour: 👍🏽 - Lol... she would wear a tiara.

Meredith Winston: Not a thumbs up or down, but I like the fabric and creation of the dress.

Wendy Murdoch: 👍🏽

Fabiola Beracasa Beckman: Not a thumbs up or down, but the dress creation is stunning.

David Harbour and Lily Allen: Not a thumbs up or down, but I love the top hat and cane.

Andy Blankenbuehler: 👎🏽 - Too basic.

J Balvin: 👎🏽 - Too basic.

Naomi Campbell: I don’t know what to think...

Jeremy Strong: Eh...

Francesco Carrozzini: 👎🏽 - Too basic, but damn, he is fine. Also, kudos to his stylist for choosing a navy blue suit. Absolutely dapper, sir!

Bee Carrozzini: 👎🏽 - Gorgeous from head-to-toe and the fabric is pretty, but her look doesn’t intrigue me.

Gina Sanders: 👍🏽

Nicola Coughlan: 👍🏽

Maisie Williams: 👍🏽 - She just pulls goth off so well.

Irina Shayk: Girl, what?

Stormzy: The all-white is nice...

Miranda Kerr: Gorgeous, but she did not stay true to the theme.

Denée Benton: 👎🏽 - I love the jewelry and her makeup, though.

Elizabeth Cordry Shaffer: Not a thumbs up or down, but I love the black bows printed on the gown.

Camille Cotton: 👎🏽 - Lovely fabric, boring creation.

Willow Lindley: 👍🏽 - I love the colors and how abstract the print is. Simple yet elegant and eye-catching.

Mark Guiducci: 👎🏽 - Too basic.

Future: No comment.

Lenny Kravitz: No comment.

Eaddy Kiernan: 👎🏽 - Too basic, but the magenta and necklace are pretty.

Emma Chamberlain: 👍🏽 - I’m not a fan of her and still HIGHLY disagree with Anna’s moronic decision to invite influencers to prestigious events such as this one, but I like her overall look.

La La Anthony: 👍🏽 - I love the head-to-toe burgundy! Also, that hat (or headpiece?) is amazing. Kudos to her stylist!

Vanessa Hudgens: 👍🏽

Frederick Robertsson: 👍🏽👍🏽

Giveon: Not a thumbs up or thumbs down.

Hamish Bowles: Not a thumbs up or down, but I appreciate the use of props.

Lucy Boynton: 👍🏽

Brooklyn Beckham and Nicola Peltz: I love the head-to-toe white outfit for Brooklyn and the shade of pink on Nicole’s dress, but neither of them followed the theme.

Adwoa Aboah: I like the outfit, but it doesn’t feel in-theme to me.

Paloma Elsesser: Not a thumbs up or down. I don’t know what to think to be honest, but I’m not mad.

Awkwafina: Not a thumbs up or down. The colors are pretty and I love the dress itself (and the jewelry), but I feel it [the dress] doesn’t compliment her figure well.

Lily Aldridge: 👍🏽 - A little too simple, but I still like the outfit.

Alessandro Michele: Meh.

Jared Leto: Meh.

Sarah Jessica Parker: 👍🏽

Normani: 👍🏽

SZA: 👎🏽 - I love her outfit, though!

Dakota Johnson: 👎🏽

Karlie Kloss: 👍🏽 - Nailed it!

Joe Jonas and Sophie Turner: 👍🏽 - I don’t know what they were going for, but I love that they actually dressed up!

Jack Harlow: 👎🏽 - Too basic.

Bella Hadid: 👍🏽

Shawn Mendes: 👎🏽

Sydney Sweeney: Eh...

Sebastian Stan: 👎🏽 - I love the all-pink attire, but he did not follow the theme.

Anderson .Paak: 👍🏽

Michelle Yeoh: 👎🏽 - Too basic, but the shade of green is pretty. She looked great regardless!

Maude Apatow: 👍🏽

Evan Mock: 👍🏽 - I love the color in his hair and the use of pastel colors for his outfit.

Riz Ahmed: 👍🏽 - His outfit is a “homage to” “immigrant workers”. I like it!

Cynthia Erivo: 👍🏽

Emma Stone: 👎🏽 - Pretty yet basic-looking dress. You missed the assignment, my friend.

Julianne Moore: 👍🏽 - Her outfit was inspired Jacqueline Kennedy.

Alicia Keys: 👍🏽

Swizz Beatz: 👍🏽

Jon Batiste: 👎🏽 - Too basic.

Quannah Chasinghorse: 👍🏽

Rosalía: 👍��

Yahya Abdul-Mateen II: No comment.

Caroline Trentini: 👍🏽 - Absolutely gorgeous from head-to-toe! I love her hair.

Tracy Collins: Pretty dress...

Claire Danes: Not a thumbs up or down, but I like her outfit.

Winnie Harlow: 👍🏽

Hillary Clinton: Not a thumbs up or down, but the shade of red is pretty.

Kodi Smit-McPhee: 👎🏽

Renée Elise Goldsberry: 👎🏽- She looks pretty, though, and I like the dress.

Rachel Brosnahan: Not a thumbs up or down.

HoYeon Jung: Not a thumbs up or down, but she looks pretty. I like the jewelry and dress too.

Eiza González: 👍🏽

Rachel Smith: 👎🏽, but I like the dress.

Renate Reinsve: 👍🏽

Danai Gurira: The dress and shade of blue is pretty...

Gemma Chan: 👍🏽

Jasmine Tookes: 👍🏽 - That shade of green looks great on her!

Xiye Bastida: 👍🏽 - I love the outfit!

Huma Abedin: 👎🏽 - Too basic. Pretty shade, though.

Lisa Love: Eh...

Madelaine Petsch: 👍🏽

Louisa Jacobson: 👍🏽

Kiki Lane: Not a thumbs up or down. The dress is pretty, though!

Laura Harrier: 👍🏽

Gigi Hadid: 👍🏽 for being original...

Eric Adams: 👍🏽

Glenn Close: 👎🏽

Amy Schumer: 👎🏽 - Why did Anna invite her?!

Chloë Grace Moretz: 👍🏽

Phoebe Dynevor: Not a thumbs up or down, but I like the creation of the dress and the fabric(s).

Ashley Park: 👍🏽

Daisy Edgar-Jones: 👎🏽 - Too basic.

Finneas O’Connell: 👎🏽

Lena Waithe: 👍🏽 - I love the outfit and the colors!

Precious Lee: 👍🏽

Mindy Kaling: Not a thumbs up or down, but the color and creation of the gown are pretty.

Megan Thee Stallion: 👍🏽

Elon Musk: 👎🏽

Kid Cudi: Not a thumbs up or down, but the royal blue is nice.

Alexa Chung: 👎🏽 - Too basic.

Adrien Brody: 👎🏽 - Too basic.

Nyjah Huston: 👎🏽 - I love the shade of blue, though.

Jodie Turner-Smith: I... I don’t know. She looks pretty, though!

Camila Cabello: I don’t know what to think...

Chloe Kim: Not a thumbs up or down. The only thing I like is the red (I think) feathers.

Erykah Badhu: 👍🏽

Oscar Isaac: Not a thumbs up or down.

Bradley Cooper: 👎🏽 - Too basic.

Jessie Buckley: 👍🏽

Lauren Remington Platt: 👍🏽 - I’m getting Marilyn Monroe vibes, and I’m here for it. Her outfit is gorgeous!

Emma Corrin: 👍🏽

Stromae: Not a thumbs up or down, but I kind of dig the outfit.

Leslie Odom Jr.: Eh...

Charlotte Tilbury: No comment.

Emma Ratajkowski: 👍🏽 - Super vibrant, detailed, and eye-catching!

Victor Glemaud: Eh...

Cara Delevingne: 👍🏽

Lizzo: 👍🏽

Jeremy Scott: Eh...

Anthony Ramos: 👎🏽 - Neat outfit, though!

Venus Williams: 👍🏽

Jordan Ruth: 👍🏽 - Why does he look like an emo version of Frollo?? I love it!

Olivia De Jonge: 👎🏽

Kerry Washington: Eh...

Jacob Elordi: 👎🏽 - Too basic.

Kris Jenner: I could not care less about this woman.

Billie Eilish: 👍🏽 - Who or what was she going for?

Phoebe Bridgers: 👎🏽 - Gorgeous gown, though.

Tessa Thompson: 👎🏽 - Absolutely beauty and stunning gown, but she missed the theme.

Bad Bunny: No comment.

Sigourney Weaver: Not a thumbs up or down.

Teyana Taylor: 👍🏽

Gabrielle Union-Wade: 👎🏽 - Gorgeous, but not within the theme.

Taylor Hill: 👍🏽 - That shade of blue is gorgeous, and so is she (as usual)!

Genesis Suero: 👍🏽 - Gorgeous dress; it’s simple yet bold!

Alton Mason: 👍🏽

Jessica Chastain: Not a thumbs up or down.

Kiernan Culkin: 👍🏽, because he’s wearing sunglasses and Converse. What a bold move.

Lily James: 👍🏽

Katy Perry: No comment.

Blake Lively: 👍🏽

Kendall Jenner: 👎🏽 - I love how the skirt looks and the fabric of the top, though. Also, why are her eyebrows gone?

Kylie Jenner: I could not care less about this woman.

Olivia Rodrigo: 👎🏽 - The theme was not Disney, kid, but the dress is nice. The butterflies in her hair was a cute idea.

Simone Ashley: Not a thumbs up or down.

Dove Cameron: Not a thumbs up or down, but I love Iris van Herpen. She looks nice with dark brown hair too.

Kourtney Kardashian: I could not care less about this woman.

Travis Barker: 👎🏽 - Damn, he is Ugly (I mean Post Malone-level ugly...).

Dwayne Wade: 👎🏽 - He looks good, though.

Conan Gray: 👍🏽 - GET IT! #thoseplatformbootstho

Chloe Fineman: 👍🏽

Khloé Kardashian: I could not care less about this woman. Leave.

Kim Kardashian: I could not care less about this woman. Leave.

Carrey Mulligan: 👎🏽 - I like the gold sequins, though...

Amber Valletta: 👍🏽

Iris Law: 👍🏽, because she looks like a mermaid. Beautiful, beautiful gown!

Shalom Harlow: Eh...

Gwen Stefani: 👎🏽 - Oh, absolutely NOT.

Ashton Sanders: 👍🏽

Joan Smalls: Not a thumbs up or down, but the gown is pretty.

Christine Baranski: 👎🏽

Cardi B: I could not care less about this person. Leave.

Nicki Minaj: I could not care less about this woman. Leave.

Hailey Baldwin: She can go choke on Justin’s cum. Leave.

Quite a lot of the women’s husbands or boyfriends didn’t try, so I didn’t include their names.

▪️ May 2, 2022 ▪️

#text #personal #2022 #pop culture #met gala #met gala 2022 #fashion #fashion industry

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bored-libra · 3 years

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Ciara wears custom Dundas inspired by Geoffrey Beene’s 60s football jersey dress worn with her husband’s Super Bowl ring

#obsessed with this #perfect #honestly her and kaia are my top too #because the concept is there #they’re wearing american designers that are referencing american designers #and they look good!!!!!!#fashion #ciara #dundas #geoffrey beene #g talks

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chocolatecakecas · 3 years

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Quality Family Time: Baby Jack ficlet

for the bah discord besties<3

In Dean's humble opinion, the week was off to a pretty good start. Sunday, he and Cas took Jack to the library and let him go wild in the children's section, then let him run off his "excitement about literature" in the park, ending with lunch at their favorite diner, which is Dean's humble opinion qualifies as a pretty great Sunday afternoon. And then Sammy and Eileen finished up their hunt earlier than expected, and they even brought back Claire and Kaia as a surprise. Meaning they got to all have a much-needed family dinner, movie night, and catch up with the girls. And they decided to stay for a few days, which meant extra babysitters, which really meant, he and Cas could have their date night this week. And of course it also meant Dean had a few days to just hang out with his family, watch some movies, watch his kids bond, run some stupid errands, cook some big meals.

Now it was Wednesday, and Dean was spending the day with Eileen and Jack, while the others opted to help Sam with the supply run. Eileen was getting a movie queued up for Jack's nap, while Dean got a start on some laundry.

(read the rest under the cut)

He was currently running out to the garage to grab the blanket he keeps folded in Baby's trunk, smiling fondly at the memory of Monday's date night.

So yeah as far as Wednesdays go, Dean was having a pretty good one.

At least, he was.

Dean's stomach dropped as he flicked the lights on, barely registering the clang of his keys hitting the floor, standing frozen in the doorway.

He's hallucinating, he must be. There's absolutely no way that-

He squeezed his eyes shut, counting to ten while he tried to will away the hallucination with his mind. But unfortunately for Dean, he didn't have that kind of mind power, because that thing was still sitting there when he opened his eyes.

Fuck.

Forcing his feet to move, Dean stepped further into the garage, reaching out a shaking hand as he inched forward.

He'll just touch it and his hand will go through it, and he can blame this hallucination on that questionable burger he ate at some local joint they all went to last night. It'll be fi-

Dean's blood turned to ice as his hand connected with cool metal. He quickly jumped back in shock, jaw hitting the floor.

Because last time he checked, Dean didn't leave an 18 foot long Lightning McQueen sitting in his beloved Baby's parking spot.

He tried to speak but all that came out was an incoherent squeak, as he raced around the car inspecting every inch of it.

He couldn't get any of the doors open or the hood for that matter, but as far as he could tell it seemed to be a real car, despite being a cartoon look-a-like.

Well, at least it wasn't talking.

"Ka-chow"

Dean slumped over onto the roof of the car, banging his head, fists following in defeat.

Because there was a Lightning McQueen look-a-like with a toy voice box, parked in the garage of their super top-secret underground Bunker, in place of one of his most prized possessions.

Maybe he spoke too soon about having a pretty good Wednesday.

Why is this happening? How did this thing get in here? Where is his Baby? Is she alright? Can he even get her back? How the hell did this ev-

Son of a bitch.

"Jack!" Dean called, voice coming out more strangled than he'd care to admit.

Of course. Cars had become Jack's new obsession over the past week, they first watched it on Friday night and he's insisted on watching it at least once a day ever since.

Dean groaned scrubbing his hands down his face. There's truly never a dull moment with a half-Nephilim toddler.

Jack probably didn't even realize what happened. Sometimes his powers react before his mind can catch up with them, like when he subconsciously made all of his toys come to life after Toy Story became his favorite movie. The kid probably didn't even know about the Cars wannabe parked in the garage, besides his kid would never tamper with Bab-

"Dee! You found Lightning!"

Dean's jaw once again found its way back down to the floor. His own kid.

He turned to see his four-year-old come bounding into the garage, practically bursting with joy.

"What the hell"

Dean tore his gaze away from Jack to see Eileen frozen in the doorway, who's jaw also joined Dean's on the floor.

"Look see it's just like Lightning, Dee!" Jack cheered as he ran over to check out the car, regaining Dean's attention.

"Uh...ye-yeah buddy. I-I can see that bu-" Dean began sounding pained, only to be cut off by Jack.

"It's a real car, Dee. You can drive it! And look I gots all the stickers on it too"

"Yeah kiddo, bu-"

"And it can talk too! It says all of Lightning's things! Do you like it Dee? Where you surprised?" Jack asked as he wrapped himself around Dean's legs, smiling up at him without a care in the world.

Dean still mostly in shock, glanced up at Eileen who looked to be in the same boat, except she was holding back barely contained laughter.

Great no help from his best friend, traitor. So Dean shakily knelt down placing his hands on Jack's shoulders.

"Listen, Squirt. I was definitely surprised. But yo-"

"Oh my god"

Dean's head jerked up to see Sam, Cas, Claire, and Kaia now standing with Eileen in the doorway, dropped grocery bags spilling out onto the floor. All of them too stunned to move, except for Cas who luckily must have noticed the distress in Dean's eyes.

"Jack, Baby. What is this?" Cas asked, quickly making his way over to them, quickly kneeling down beside Dean.

"I made Baby into Lightning! Ta da!"

"Wait, that thing is my Baby?" Dean asked voice cracking.

And of course, that's what did it.

Sam doubled over in laughter, Eileen, Claire, and Kaia quickly following, and Cas was beside him, clearly trying to conceal his laughter.

"God this is the best thing I've ever seen" Sam wheezed in the background, and if Dean weren't still reeling he'd walk right over and punch him.

Cas placed a grounding hand on Dean's shoulder, all while trying to bite back his smile. Well, Dean appreciated the gesture, at least he was trying to be considerate, unlike some people he knew.

"Bug, do you remember what Daddy and I told you about using your powers?" Cas begins, trying and failing to sound stern.

"That I can't make my toys be alive! And I didn't Baby isn't alive, and she's not even a toy!" Jack explains with a smile.

"Yea-yeah Squirt, but the second part of that little talk was that you shouldn't use your powers unless you ask Daddy, or me, or Uncle Sammy or Aunt Eileen, remember?" Dean supplied after he finally got his gears spinning again.

"Ooooohhh. Oops, sorry!"Jack shrugs and he even had half a mind to at least look a little bit sorry, but it's drowned out by another fresh wave of laughter.

"I'm so glad we decided to stay longer, does stuff like this happen all the time?" Kaia laughed behind him, as Claire wiped the tears from her eyes.

"Oh I'm so glad my distress is amusing to all of you!" Dean shot back, voice still a little unsteady, which only caused them to laugh harder. Cas met his eyes, as he squeezed his shoulder, scooting closer.

"Squirt it's okay, just uh don't do it again....now where exactly is the real Baby?" Dean asked cutting right to the chase, not missing the look Cas gave him for glossing over the whole "don't use your powers without asking" lesson.

But there was time for that later, because right now his Baby was currently a firetruck red cartoon racecar with eyes.

"That is Baby. I just made her look like that, it's her. See!" Jack explained jumping up and dragging Dean over. Everyone else followed suit, Sam giving him a shit eating grin as he handed Dean the discarded keys.

To Dean's surprise, the key unlocked the car just like baby, and the interior looked exactly the same.

"Wow kid, this is honestly pretty cool" Claire complimented with a low whistle, which earned her a death glare from Dean, only making her laugh harder.

Unbelievable. All of his kids have it out for his car today.

Dean heaved a sigh as he watched his family examine every inch of the car, not bothering to hold back their laughter at this point.

"Well, I guess it's a good thing we didn't watch How to Train Your Dragon" Cas quipped wrapping Dean in his arms as he pressed a quick kiss to his lips. Dean flopped over and laid his forehead on Cas's shoulder, letting a soft laugh escape.

"Yeah well, at least my car wouldn't have been caught in the crossfire" Dean groaned back, feeling Cas' laugh rumble in his chest.

"Yes I know this is a tragedy, clearly the real live dragons would have caused less damage-well less emotional damage anyway"

"Woah, look at that, he's got jokes. Alright everyone step away from the racecar" Dean smirked, yelling that last bit as he pushed away from Cas' chest. He made his way over to Jack who was currently in the driver's seat (keys nowhere near the ignition of course), showing everyone how the horn says McQueen catchphrases now.

"Alright Houdini, while the Lightning McQueen trick was very cool, and we've reminded you that we don't use powers unless we ask. It's time to turn him back into Baby, capiche?" Dean said in the most no-nonsense tone he could manage as he kneelt down to Jack's level.

And of course Dean's very logical, very simple, very warranted request resulted in an uproar from his family.

"Wait you aren't even gonna take it for a spin?"

"You've literally got thee Lightning McQueen sitting in your garage"

"Dean c'mon one dri-"

"Nope. Not happening. Now way am I driving that thing" Dean cut in, flinging his arms out for emphasis and effectively silencing the traitor-his family.

Then he felt a little tug on his shirt.

"Please Dee? One time, then I change Baby back?" Jack asked with his best puppy dog eyes, and Dean quickly made a mental note to kick Sam's ass for teaching him that.

And as he slowly tilted his head back up, he was met with four pleading faces, all hovering around the car He desperately turned his gaze towards Cas knowing he'd be the voice of reason, he'd neve-

"Well, it would be a waste not to take the car for at least one ride" Cas shrugged almost sheepishly, barely hiding his grin. Dean stared back into his eyes trying to will him to change his mind, but he knew it was pointless.

Dean sighed his defeat, running a hand down his face. Damnit

"Fine, one drive-and I mean one. Twenty minutes tops" He shouted, throwing his hands in air in exasperation as everyone cheered.

And when Dean found himself driving back to the bunker four hours later, he and failed tried to hid his smile. He glanced in the mirror at Claire and Jack passed out, while Kaia and Sam held a whispered conversation in the magically (which Jack may or may not have had a hand in) stretched out backseat. Eileen turned in the front seat joining the conversation, as Cas sat in the middle, pressed up against Dean.

Cas gave his hand a squeezing, shooting him a knowing smile, which only earned a nudge from Dean.

So yeah, maybe Dean did almost have a heart attack earlier in the day. And maybe he did have to let a bunch of annoying people in the next town over pose for pictures with the car when they stopped for dinner. And maybe the horn said "Ka-chow" and "I am speed". And maybe the drive was more than twenty minutes. But in Dean's humble opinion, it was still a pretty good Wednesday after all.

Lightning McQueen be damned.

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#a very normal fic. nothing weird here at all #very normal<3 #i actually think im really funny #im fine<33333 #nothing strange. just baby jack and a fambly #bec writes #baby jack truthing #destiel fic #destiel #plantdadcas #dean winchester #seraphcastiel #rambleoncas #userzaddy #uservilma

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agreeablesenseofthemacabre · 3 years

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Lifting the Sea

“Where’s Cas?”

Dean does a full comedic rotation before spotting the Angel— his husband— whatever, scowling at his phone near a landmark.

He shrugs, “Catching those little monster dudes probably. Apparently they’re all over the place here.”

Sam’s brow furls, he looks over at Eileen who shrugs.

“What?”

“You know that fuckin’ app that everybody was obsessed with like... 5 years ago? Pocket something something”

Sam frowns for a split second then it hits him.

“Pokémon go?”

“Yeah that shit.” Dean shrugs again, his green eyes still fixed on the man in question. “I knew it was a mistake getting a smartphone” but he doesn’t sound nearly as bothered as he claims. He glares upward. “It’s fucking hot”

Sam’s also dart up. “I mean. It’s the beach Dean.” He stares pointedly at his brother’s attire. “Would it kill you to buy some shorts maybe a tshirt?”

Dean pulls a face, but doesn’t argue, Cas is waving happily- just now noticing how far they’ve walked away from him. He points excitedly to his phone and says something.

“Can’t hear—” Dean sighs, “CAN’T HEAR YA CAS, you’re too far” he yells, smiling softly. “Asshole.”

Dean points at the nearby shop, waving to get Sam’s attention, a couple kids are clustered around Cas chattering to him animatedly.

“Sam. Can you keep an eye on him? I’ll be right back”

~~~

When Dean walks back out into the sunshine Cas has finally decided to join them. He’s signing to Eileen and going intensely through the alphabet. Probably more about that damn Pokémon game.

Sam whistles, “I’m blind” he laughs. “Your legs, they’re reflecting the sun”

Dean flips him off.

“No, but for real Dean, have your thighs ever been exposed to light? Are you sure it’s safe?”

“HA, HA, fuck you”

Cas turns at his voice, eyes glowing happily, and how in the hell did Dean Winchester get so lucky.

“I caught a Charizard in the wild Dean, none of the other players were able to capture him” He informs proudly, phone still out, finger flipping with precision, “You have very nice legs” he adds. “The sunlight will cause you to have more freckles, plus the added health benefits of vitamin D”

Dean winks, “Any nude beaches out here? I could benefit from your vitamin d”

Sam retches, seizing the umbrella from Dean and heading toward the beach. “You two are disgusting”

Dean waves cheerily before turning back to his boyfriend— husband.

“So What’s a charred—“

“Charizard.” Cas corrects, “dragon fire type”

“Uh-huh” Dean reaches for Cas’ hand, it takes him a second to get used to flicking with his thumb, but he manages, Dean lets Cas lead. “Did you bully those kids out of their dragon? Dragons suck dude.”

“It is very rare to catch in the wild, Edwin told me, he is one of the top players in this region, he is 12, and though he is Team Valor, and I am team Instinct, I decided to trust him.”

“Whatever you say babe.”

“I think you might enjoy this game Dean, it combines hunting and tracking with less bloodshed and all of the monsters seem kind.” Cas squints suddenly, yanking them out of the flow of traffic and down onto the beach. “I see combees.”

“Handsome and artistic, you’ve gotta be a serial killer right?”

Dean raises his head, shielding his eyes in the sun. She’s tall, and curvy with sparkling eyes and a near perfect smile.

“I don’t know about artistic, but I never murder and tell”

She throws out a hand.

“I’m Clarice”

“Dean.”

She notices the lift of his expression and rolls her eyes good naturally, “Yeah like Silence of the Lambs”

“Put the lotion in the basket” he intones with a mock accent.

“Yeah that never gets old”

He laughs and she smiles and takes a seat on the beach chair beside him.

“What brings you out here into the sunshine?”

“Celebratin’.” His eyes turn back to his sketchbook, thumb smudging a carefully drawn mop of black hair.

“Oh, that’s fun, how old are you?” She doesn’t seem bothered by his in attention, sips her drink and watches him sketch.

“Ah um” He shifts and does the mental math. “Forty-three I think...”

“Looking good” she says appreciatively. He’s too focused on the lines, eyes occasionally darting to the ocean, quite obviously only half listening. She’s not put off yet- no ring on his finger, only a necklace with two silver circles and that could mean anything.

“So uh, a couple of my friends are headed down into the—“

“DEAN!”

His attention is immediately diverted, a man waist-deep in the frigid surf is pointing excitedly at something, he’s still wearing his snorkel mask. He pulls something free of the water- revealing a long, lean wriggling shape.

“Is that a fucking shark?” Dean mutters in disbelief, then much louder “CAS is that a fucking shark?”

A giant man with longer hair stops splashing the woman with him, turns and starts cackling. The shark handler pulls his mask off, beaming. “Jack would love this!”

Clarice shades her eyes and takes a good look at the man with the shark and then at the drawing Dean’s been working on.

“Who’s that?” She asks, his distraction giving her a better chance seeing what’s in his sketchbook.

A lovingly rendered drawing of what looks like the man with the shark. But in the sketch it’s in a much different position, hair ruffled in detail over his brow. Blankets pooled around his barely covered hipbones. His eyes burn with inner heat despite the fact that they’re merely pencil on paper. His subject had clearly been in love with whomever he’d been looking at.

“That is my boyfriend, he’s gonna get his nipple bit off if he’s not careful.” Dean’s smiling cause Sam is trying to talk Cas into releasing the shark and is clearly failing. “Oh hell, I guess husband now.”

She stands, “I am so sorry, I didn’t realize. I gotta—“

“Nice to meet you Clarice” he says, honestly surprised by her quick exit. “Yo STEVE IRWIN. put the shark down and come up here— time to reapply sunblock”

“Who was that woman?” Cas asks, shaking like a dog and stirring a loud swearing session out of Dean as he shields his sketchbook from the saltwater.

“What woman?”

“The one speaking to you earlier? When I caught the shark?”

Dean looks completely vacant before remembering. “Oh shit, yeah! Clarice or something. Nice lady.”

Cas nods, waiting patiently while Dean starts applying sunscreen to his back.

“Did she need something?”

Dean shrugs, “just being friendly I guess, lean close. I gotta get your nose”

Cas hums and obliges, he grins suddenly and rips open a Velcro pocket in his trunks revealing his prize to Dean.

“Is that a goddamn crab Castiel?”

The angel nods happily. “We should find out if Claire can FaceTime. She would love to see.”

Claire and Kaia lean close, Dean’s got the camera aimed so that it’s mostly sky and their foreheads. Cas is smushed against his cheek waving.

“Jesus.” Claire hisses. “Hold the damn camera still. Dean— look, YOU’RE the square in the corner.”

Kaia hasn’t stopped giggling since they connected.

“How is Kansas?” Cas asks. “Are you well?”

Claire rolls her eyes. “You’ve been gone two days. It’s the same Cas— house burned down and a ghoul attack—“

The camera reels, two deep gruff voices start speaking rapidly.

“She’s joking!” Kaia intervenes. “Castiel, Dean. She’s joking. We’re fine and safe, worst thing that happened is we ran out of coffee.”

He nods seriously— the left side of Dean’s face is unamused.

“Tell them not to put damn Walmart coffee in my coffee machine—“

Cas lifts a blurry item into view. “I caught a crab today,”

She freezes only for a moment, crabs had been her thing in 1st grade. Her dad had shared some of his favorite memories with Cas; she was realizing that he did it because he trusted the angel. The crab thing was a new one— he seems proud though, pleased that he remembered.

“He also caught a fucking shark with his bare hands.” Dean adds, taking the phone back, view now up his nostrils. They’re both sunburned and nearly glowing with happiness. “Almost lost a nipple”

“I did not.” It’s Cas’ turn to roll his eyes. “I will send you photographs via messaging after the call.”

“When are you guys headed back?” Claire asks, cause she’s pleased about the pictures and doesn’t know how to admit it.

Dean turns the camera again. This time slightly more centered.

“Sam and Eileen are heading home tomorrow, but Cas says he has more surprises for me and “undomesticated equine could not drag the secrets from him’”

Dean and Claire snort simultaneously.

“I was being funny.” Cas interjects, Dean laughs at something off camera and grabs his face, kissing Cas’ cheek. “I know the saying.”

“Gotta go.” Dean says, with a wink. “Gotta get our vitamin D for the day, right Sunshine?”

The camera tips; Cas is frowning in confusion and they can barely see the top of Dean’s now suggestively wagging eyebrows.

“Oh. Uh. Yes.” Cas looks guiltily at the phone and shakes his head at Dean. “Vitamins.”

Kaia starts wheezing with laughter. It dawns on Claire moments later.

“That’s fucking gross.”

Cas shrugs apologetically, Dean’s laughter fills the background.

“We appear to be having connection issues.” Cas mutters, They watch Cas fumble with the phone as he frantically tries to hang up before Dean does anything scandalous.

“See you in a week!” Dean shouts. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

“Bye...” the screen goes dark and Claire is left with her and Kaia’s amused reflections. “Dads.”

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wormstacheangel · 4 years

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Day 13: Ladies

Word Count: 2601

Summary: I don’t know why I want the rest of the prompts to follow a big story line now cause this is after day 11 & 12. So read those first or don’t. Jack goes to visit his sister Claire because Dean and Cas need alone time in the bunker.

It started with Sam stumbling back into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes and running his hands through his hair. He walked over to where Jack was sneaking in some of Dean’s cereal and held both his shoulders to look him in the eyes.

“Jack, don’t go into the garage. Don’t go looking for your Dad or Dean tonight, okay?”

“But Cas said we-”

“Promise me, Jack.”

“Oh.” Jack nodded then with a smile. “I promise.”

Sam patted Jack’s cheek with a sigh of relief. “Good. Good. I need…I need to wash my eyes out with soap now.”

The next morning Sam had stopped Jack from walking into the kitchen. “Nope! Get dressed Jack. We’re going out for breakfast.”

“All of us?”

“No, just you and me. Cas and Dean are a little,” Sam shivered as he was pushing Jack back towards his room. “Busy at the moment.”

When they came back, they took Cas’s car instead of the Impala because Sam says it was too soon for him, Sam yelled out that they were home. He said it as loud as he could from the top of the stairs and Jack looked at him confused because they never announced it before. The loud squeak of the door was an indicator of someone walking through the front door already.

Sam sighed in relief when he noticed there was nobody in the map room but then when they dropped their left overs and shopping bags, Sam took him shopping for a new jacket for two hours, in the library they heard…noises.

“Nope!” Sam took Jack’s head and turned him around so his face was hidden against Sam’s chest. His too big hands covered Jack’s ears but he could still hear Sam yelling. “No! Not where the kid can see you! What the hell is wrong with both of you?”

“Sammy!” He heard a muffled Dean but Jack didn’t dare move from where Sam was holding him. “We thought you were gone.”

“We’ve been gone for 5 hours, Dean!”

Now Jack was sitting by Sam’s side in the kitchen table with beers all around while nobody made eye contact. Jack didn’t mention how Cas and Dean were now holding hands on top of the table either, he couldn’t fight back the big smile he had but he didn’t say anything about it. Mostly cause he didn’t really know what was going on and didn’t want to say the wrong thing.

“I’m giving you a week. Jack and I will go stay at Eileen’s while you two…go at it like rabbits. Get it out of your damn system cause I don’t want Jack to be scared for life like I am now.”

“We’re going to stay somewhere else?” Sam only nodded but Jack looked back at Dean and Cas. “Can I stay with Claire?”

“What?” All three of them said, Cas more in a happy tone than the two brothers.

Day 1 with Wayward Daughters

“Hello.” Jack held his hand up to say hello to Jody who opened the door. She looked surprised by his presence and he scrunched up his eyebrows as he asked, “Did Claire not tell you I was coming over?”

“No. No, she didn’t.” Jody placed her hands on her hips as she called out for Claire. Then she opened the door wider and motioned for Jack to come in before giving him a quick squeeze hello. “Judging from your stuff this is an extended stay?”

“A week.” Jack informs her. “I believe Cas and Dean have been like rabbits. Well that’s what Sam calls it.”

“Oh.” Jody smiled as she raised an eyebrow, her arms crossing while she leaned closer out of curiosity.

Jack nods as he smiles innocently at Jody. “Sam tells me they’re in their honeymoon phase. I’m not really sure what that means but he told me to leave the bunker for a week.”

“Gross!” He turns around when he hears Claire walking towards him. “Please don’t talk about our Dad doing it while you’re here.”

“Claire!” Jack drops his stuff on the floor and pulls his big sister, a self declared role Claire took upon herself that Jack was grateful for. “I missed you!”

Claire chuckled as he patted Jack’s back. “I just talked to you on the phone a few hours ago, dummy.” She pulls away and helps pick up Jack’s bags off the ground. “Come on! You’re sleeping in my room.”

“Dinner will be ready soon!” Jody calls after them.

“Thanks Jody.” Jack turns to smile at her before he walks into Claire’s room. “Wow, your room is so bright. Must be nice to have windows.”

Claire laughs as she drops the duffle and backpack Jack had brought on top of her bed. “I guess. Kaia would be home from school soon but Alex and Patience are at work until late.”

“I don’t think Patience likes me very much. Every time I visit she hides away.”

“Neh, dude, that’s only cause she thinks you’re cute.”

Jack perks up. “She does!”

Claire reaches to squish Jack’s cheeks together. “Yup but no flirting with my friends. You suck at flirting anyways.”

“Dean, says I’m good at flirting.” Jack frowned at her while his face was still in her hands. “The waitress gave me her number.”

“That’s cause you’re cute, dummy, and she felt bad for you but not cause you’re good at flirting.” She dropped her hands and pointed a finger at him. “Now as the new God-”

“Shh! Nobody knows about that.” Jack sighed. “I only told you because you said siblings don’t keep secrets from each other.”

“Honestly, when I asked for your deep dark secret I thought it would have to do with murdering someone but being the big guy upstairs is really…something. But as God’s sister it’s my job to teach you all the big sister stuff.”

“Which is?”

Claire shrugs. “Hell if I know but I am gonna teach you how to be a normal millennial. Maybe actually listen to music people your own age listen too.”

“But Dean said-”

“I know what that old man says.” Jack laughs as he sits on Claire’s bed. “But he’s old and he doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”

“You know,” Jack whispers. “Dad listens to Lizzo and Beyonce behind Dean’s back. We listen to it on our hunts.”

Claire laughs as she falls back on her bed. They spent the next few minutes laying on her bed and exchanging experiences. They were both lying on the bed facing the ceiling hugging the stuffed animals Cas had gotten them, Claire had a grumpy cat while Jack had a Chewbacca. They both talked about their Mom’s and whatever Claire remembered about her father, Jimmy.

It was nice to have someone Jack could talk to that understood his weird family dynamic.

“Jack! Claire! Dinner’s ready!” Jody called out to them and they both looked at each other with a smile before getting up to eat.

Kaia was already setting up the table. Saying she got home a while ago but wanted to give them some sibling bonding time. Claire kissed her girlfriend hello before Jack gave her a hug.

Patience walked in half way through dinner and ended up sitting next to Jack, both of them feeling awkward especially now that Jack knows she thought he was cute. Dean never did finish giving him the talk. Claire teased them both and Kaia luckily stopped her before Jack flew away in embarrassment. He really didn’t want to be….angel-y? While he was staying with Jody. He wanted to be a normal young adult. Even though he was 5 years old. Well 5 and a half.

“Donna is going to visit later this week so maybe we can have a family day out or something.” Jody tells them as Jack dried the dishes and Kaia washes. Patience went to take a shower while Claire put the leftovers in Tupperware containers for Alex when she came home.

“I would love that.” Jack tells her and she smiles back, motherly and warm. He hasn’t had that since Mary or his actual mother and missed it.

Day 2

Claire told Jody they were going to see a movie but she took him to a bar. He realized that was the reason she wanted him to bring his fake ID. He told her he didn’t like lying but she reminded him it was part of their job. He reminded her that they weren’t on a job.

“Then let’s find a quick one!”

They ended up finding a couple of vampires and Claire had told Jack to use his hunting skills instead of his powers. He was busy swinging a machete to the last vamp that towered over them both, when Jody walked in. Calling their names in a Mom voice that made them both freeze. The vamp shoved Jack out of the way and threw Claire across the room but Jody chopped his head off before he did any further damage.

Now they sat in the back of a cop car, bruised and covered in blood, while being lectured all the way home about being irresponsible.

Day 3

They talked all night, Claire from her bed while Jack slept on the floor because he hogs the blankets. They talk about what they wished they would be doing if they were normal. They talk about how every time Cas talked about life lessons or whatever to them it makes them feel guilty because they never want to let him down. All he wants is for them to be happy and they can’t even get that right.

Claire talked about her found family here and about her relationship with Kaia, who was sharing a room with Patience for the week.

Jack was jealous as he talked about wanting to find someone special.

“Hey it took our Dad how long to find Dean?”

“I don’t want to be alone for thousands of years!”

“Thousands! Wow, Dad’s old. Gross.”

In the morning they had chores before Claire drove Jack to Alex’s work to “bother” her. Really, it was to bring her some lunch and have Jack create a miracle or two on some patients. Alex didn’t freak out, just smiled warmly at him and it made him feel proud of his power.

“Thanks man.” Alex patted his shoulder. “You’re welcome to come by anytime but leave the little brat at home next time.”

“Hey! He’s my little brother. We’re kind of a packaged deal now.”

Alex rolled her eyes fondly before telling them to leave. “Go bother your girlfriend at the school or something.”

So that’s where they headed off next. Bothering Kaia was much different than bothering Alex because Kaia was in a classroom where they couldn’t go in. So Jack and her waited on some outside table while he watched students walk from building to building.

Claire talked about how boring it was to be just a student. Blind to the world of the supernatural but once again Jack was jealous. He had that option taken away from him and while he loved his family, he wished they would have given him a different career choice.

Kaia comes out and grins at them both. They all go out to have a late lunch and it felt so normal.

Day 4

Patience was still hiding away from Jack and he felt bad that he made her feel awkward in her own home. Especially since the place was way smaller than the bunker so the only place she could hide was her room.

“Patience! Jack wants to know if you wanna see a movie with us on the couch.” Claire called out to her and before Jack could say anything she continued with, “Come on, you can stare at him the whole time if you want!”

“Claire!” He covers his face in his hands in embarrassment but Patience comes out to join them for the movie anyways. Jack sat in between them on the couch, unable to pay attention to the scary movie Claire has picked out for them to watch.

Luckily Patience hugged a pillow while Jack jumped into Claire’s arms during a jump scare. He also did manage to blow up the TV but he quickly fixed it before Jody got home.

That night Jack text’s Dean. Asking him how he should flirt.

Day 5

Donna came over and gave him a big hug. He liked her and the dinner table was crowded while they talked about their lives. Hunting as well as their regular everyday lives. They all seemed to have a nice mix of both while Jack’s every day was the hunting life. The fixing heaven and hell life. The whole monster-fighting and being the new God life.

So he instead opted to just listen to the women talk and enjoyed the familiar family banter. He missed his Dads.

Day 6

Jody and Donna took them to the lake.

Jody talked about how Bobby, not the other world Bobby but her Bobby, used to take Sam and Dean to the same lake as kids. They were far enough from anybody seeing them that Jack decided to maybe show off just a little. Doing normal stuff like walking on water or parting the water so Patience can grab that nice rock she wanted. Nothing major.

He also found out he liked when someone plays with his hair. Claire has been doing it when they talked and he rested his head on her lap but now he likes it more when it’s Patience because she’s cute to look at. She finally talks to him, feeling comfortable talking about her own psychic powers. She has visions and feels energy around her.

“Your energy is so big it honestly made me feel queasy the first few times I was around you.” She laughed and Jack frowned at her feeling bad that he made her sick but she continued. “Now. I kind of like it. It’s soothing and warm.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” She smiled and Jack felt his heart race in excitement.

Lightning struck down and hit a tree setting it on fire. Nobody could prove it was him that caused it cause it was night time and the sky was…clear. Yeah, maybe it was him but he got nervous!

Claire was the only one that knew it was him and made him put the fire out. Then pulled him to her instead so he won’t cause another natural disaster. He pouted a lot as he rested his head on Claire’s shoulder but watched Patience the whole time.

Day 7

“You know you’re always welcomed here, Jack.” Jody was hugging him goodbye as Sam gave him the all clear to come back. “Even if you just want to hang out and get away from your crazy Dads for an afternoon. Just pop in whenever.”

Jack hugged her back and thanked her.

Then he was hugging Claire, “Stay at the bunker some time. Dad misses you.”

“I text him all the time!” She rolled her eyes when she pulled away. “But I’ll stop by more.”

He hugged everyone goodbye, even Patience let him hug her. Before he flew away from the living room.

“Dads! I’m home!” He calls out as he appears in the bunkers kitchen, dropping off the Tupperware containers on the counter. “Jody made you guy’s food!”

“Hell yeah!” He hears Dean before he sees him walk into the kitchen. Cas trailing behind him with a warm smile. “Hey, kid!”

“Hello, how was your honeymoon?” Jack asked and Dean choked on mashed potatoes.

#suptober20 #destiel #Jack and Claire being chaotic siblings #spn #supernatural #claire novak #jack kline #wayward sisters

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starlitmark · 3 years

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Chapter III

Jeno wakes up and the first thing he does is look at the bed to his left, Mark’s bed, fuck it’s empty… is the only thought he could muster. Hoping that you and Jaemin had to sense to already be awake and out of his room. The least he could do was warn you two that Hyuck might be lurking about.

“No,” he sighed “have you checked the group chat yet?”

“The one with Yuki? No, why?” as Jeno took a breath to tell him a blood curdling scream was let out towards the back of the house

“Has anyone seen y/n or Jaemin yet today?” Shotaro points out, and the realization hit most of them all at once

“Shit..” the realization had hit Mark a little later “is that why I should’ve checked the chat?”

“Yep it is”

“Lee Donghyuck get your hands off of him!” they heard you scream

“We should probably go stop whatever Hyuck is doing” Jaehyun said as he jumped into action

Jaemin lifted his head slightly getting blinded by the sunlight gently pouring through his window. He was about to reach over to close the curtain and drift back to sleep, after all he had no schedule this morning. Finding he couldn’t move his arm to properly lean and close the curtain, finally remembering you had spent the night with him, rather than deal with Kaia and Alice all night. He looks down to see you laying just how you were last night only hugging him much tighter than when you had first fallen asleep. You had the most beautiful smile resting on your lips, your hair strewn all over the place quite honestly, you were a mess. But you were the most beautiful mess he had ever seen with the sun shining on you. You started to rustle around a little in his arms slightly opening your eyes in the process. Thinking you were only tangled in blankets you tried to move some more only to hear a gravelly morning voice coming from what you thought to be a pillow in your sleepy state.

“Let me hold you longer please. I never get to be near you I want my last moments to be happy” he half joked

“Mm. just let me grab my phone really quick, it’s just on the nightstand” you freed your arm from underneath him

That's when you saw the texts “Jaem… jeno sent me a lot of texts”

“And?” he simply stated pulling you back into his chest

“It’s Hyuck… he-” it was too late

“Jaem have you seen-” there he was in the doorframe “WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!”

You get up and try to calm your brother down “Hyuck it’s not what it looks like I stayed here cause Injun and Juliette were being too loud while I was trying to sleep and I didn’t want to go to my room cause Alice brought Kaia over. I just stayed here because I had nowhere else to be” your rambling was no help to your case

Hyuck was fuming, not only were you having a failed movie night with Injun the night before but you were here in his room quite obviously in a shirt that wasn’t yours and shorts that were barely showing from beneath it.

“Really cause it looks like your fucking one of our members behind my back when I SPECIFICALLY told you not to go near the guys. Now get out of my way I need to talk to Jaemin” obviously not believing you one bit

“What the hell did I do? I just let her stay here so she didn’t have to deal with Julie and Jun screaming or Kaia and Alice being gross?!” he said sitting up… a critical mistake

“And you expect me to believe that Jaemin?! You’re sitting there in a tank top and sweats and expect me to believe nothing is happening between you two?!” his argument had no base but he didn’t care

“Donghyuck look at me!” you yell trying to get his attention back on you “I’m your sister would you really think me to not tell you something if it was this big? I tell you almost everything and you know that. I couldn’t hide anything anyway you know me too well”

“I obviously don’t know you well enough!” he bites and lunges toward Jaemin

“Lee Donghyuck get your hands off of him!”

Soon enough some of the other members were there too. First just standing there trying to process the situation. Hyuck had tackled Jaemin to the floor ready to punch him at any second with you trying your best to pull Hyuck off of him. But Jaemin did nothing to fight back; he just laid there and took it. The veins on Hyuck’s arms and neck were beginning to protrude under his skin with rage, you started to panic realizing you couldn’t get your brother off of him. Finally turning to the doorway you realized some of the members were there in shock.

“What the fuck?! One of you come help me!” breaking them from their trance

The first one to spring into action was Alice, she knew she couldn’t do anything. She was a small girl after all but it’s Alice she’s gonna do it anyway. She trotted her way over to you glancing at the boys behind her then back to the situation in front of her.

“Since these stupid boys won’t do anything I will.” she proceeded to try to hold Hyuck’s other arm that you didn’t have both of them struggling a great deal “damn this kid is stronger than I thought… oh Johnny boy would you be a doll and stop standing there like a damn tree and grab him?” she said her tone getting less sweet with each word

“Shit. Yeah. Sorry” and in a split second Hyuck was suspended in the air flailing in Johnny’s arms

Jaemin sat up with a very obvious black eye starting to form and cuts scattered across his face. All the while though still sat there with a smile on his face. You run to his side with a first aid kit to take care of anything that may need attention.

“Why the fuck are you smiling at me like that?” Hyuck seethed at him still being held back by Johnny

He shrugged and breathes out “funny how your precious sister takes care of me but you claim that she only cares about you”

“Jaem” you warn as you clean his cuts “you realize the moment Johnny lets him go he’s gonna get at you again”

“Well at this point I don’t really care… he’s shown his true colors.”

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hermywolf · 3 years

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ranking my favorite characters about random shit part 2

ranking my favorite characters (clarke griffin, dean winchester, fox mulder, rose tyler, newt, kaz brekker, samwise gamgee, charles xavier, bill denbrough, lord asriel, steve rogers, scott mccall, anna milton and barry berkman) about random shit. this is entirely self-indulgent

PART 2 : how many allies do they have/how powerful are their allies. basically how screwed they’d be if they had to rely on their allies to survive

1- DEAN WINCHESTER

yeah believe it or not im putting him before charles or steve. listen, listen; dean just. does this thing. in which he’ll get pretty much anyone on his side after like two conversations. ESPECIALLY incredibly powerful supernatural creatures. i mean he’s got sam, aka the second best hunter on earth, and jack, literally GOD, on his side; then obviously the dean winchester simp squad, castiel, a seraph and commander of garrisons who can get heaven to fight for him; benny, a vampire; crowley, a powerful crossroad demon and the king of hell; amara, literally THE DARKNESS HERSELF, god’s SISTER; and then there’s just SO many others who will fight for him for diverse reasons, rowena, eileen, claire, jody, donna, kaia, mary, anna, gabriel, DEATH HIMSELF was his bitch before billie, then ketch charlie kevin, he’s just got so many allies and so many are some of the most powerful creatures in the universe. i mean, jack, amara and gabriel alone are three of the most powerful beings who have ever existed, as well as billie and the other archangels but all of them are dead, and chuck but he’s also dead and even he would be on dean’s side since dean is his favorite and if it’s an actual life-threatening situation chuck would want the show to keep going. so yeah dean winchester’s got the biggest defense squad imaginable and honestly? good for him, he deserves it

2- CHARLES XAVIER

do i even have to say it? outside of his ability to. you know. literally control minds, he’s also a leader who inspires loyalty and trust, and he’s got all the x-men fighting for him, including jean and logan - and even if we’re being honest some of the brotherhood, i mean especially in the first class timeline, erik and raven would absolutely be on his side. he’s got some of the most powerful mutants of all time ready to fight for his life

3- STEVE ROGERS

I mean he’s the leader of the avengers, man. have you seen the avengers assemble scene? they were fighting against thanos there but don’t try to tell me all of them wouldn’t fight for him. he’s got the falcon, black widow and the winter soldier on his side as well as the SCARLET WITCH, CAPTAIN MARVEL, THOR, do i need to keep going. he’s got a huge reputation and everyone knows and trusts him. and as we can also see in all his movies he inspires loyalty and devotion easily so even with people he doesn’t know he can get himself a loyal army in one well-delivered speech à la captain america

4- KAZ BREKKER

while most of the people on this list (steve, scott, charles, dean, bill, newt, anna) are born leaders who inspire trust and loyalty, kaz is just. really good at blackmail and insanely smart and cruel. and he’s got an insanely scary reputation too. he’s got the crows on his side no matter what, so an amazing spy, the best sharpshooter in ketterdam, a grisha who survived parem, an ex-drüskelle, and a demolition expert; as well as now the entirety of the dregs and inej’s crew, probably. plus, he most likely has leverage on the entirety of ketterdam and more. if he got in real trouble he could probably dig out the years and years of blackmail he got stacked away and get himself allyships with anyone he wants. plus his allies are ruthless, diverse and all strategically selected

5- SCOTT MCCALL

he’s got his entire pack ready to jump to help him anytime. and really when you think about it his pack is so big and diverse, there’s all kinds of creatures/skills ready to help him, plus he’s a true alpha, any werewolf would jump to his aid. I mean let’s look at his pack, stiles, allison, lydia, derek, malia, isaac, kira, hayden, mason, corey, and then of course stilinski, deaton, melissa, chris and peter, i mean even theo... he’s got a huge pack who is extremely loyal to him and they’re all kinds of creatures too, he’s fine

6- ROSE TYLER

everyone loves rose SO much. like obviously the doctor will give his life for her without hesitation but we also got jack, mickey, jackie, and even a bunch of people she met for like a couple episodes like donna or sarah jane immediately loved her. so i think she’s ultimately got some pretty solid allies especially with her father’s wealth and torchwood’s support in the alternate reality

7- CLARKE GRIFFIN

im putting her pretty down because on one hand he’s got very powerful/devoted allies on her side, like bellamy, lexa, roan, nyilah, finn, wells, etc (the key of getting your allies to be entirely devoted and loyal to you is to make at least half of them fall in love with you OR to top them so good they’ll literally put their lives down for you because of how good it was and clarke got that down to an art) BUT they’re also like. all dead. like almost all the people i just listed are dead so. yeah she’s kinda on her own in the end but if we look at early seasons clarke before literally all of them got murdered she had skaikru, azgeda and trikru pretty much in her pocket, so three of the biggest/most technically advanced armies on EARTH ready to fight for her.

8- LORD ASRIEL

now he doesn’t have actual allies per say but he can manage to get pretty much anyone on his side through charisma, threats and promises, so he ends up steadily getting massive support from witches, angels and many others in the books. he can pretty easily get himself a bunch of followers at his side ready to die for his cause.

9-SAMWISE GAMGEE

now listen he does have a pretty solid bunch of allies, aka the entire fellowship, who they, themselves, have a bunch of allies, who have a bunch of allies. i mean homeboi’s got ARAGORN and LEGOLAS and GANDALF on his side all ready to jump to save the tiny hobbits anytime so he’ll be fine.

10- BILL DENBROUGH

he’s immediately got the losers on his side, which is a win because they’re stubborn and annoying enough that they defeated an alien demonic clown. plus they’re quite literally assembled by a divinity to destroy a demon, so they’re the perfect team to kick ass and they’ll risk their lives for each other. plus he’s got a fanbase! people read his books and watch his movies. meaning he’s probably got a pretty big part of stan twt ready to help?? idk man i just think he’ll be fine when it comes to allies

11- NEWT

he’s got the entire glade ready to jump to his aid pretty much at any time, i mean let’s be honest if there’s one person all the gladers would agree on defending it would be.. ok it would be chuck bc he’s a CHILD but otherwise it’d be newt. plus he’s alby’s second in command and even gally likes him and respects him more than he likes and respects most people, which isnt much but hey kudos for the effort. anywho yeah the entire glade would defend him i think

12- ANNA MILTON

she would’ve once had the entirety of heaven at her commands ready to smite anyone who comes close to her but now that she fell and rebelled they all want her dead so. i mean i wish i could say cas would help her but after he betrayed her im not so sure? and the winchesters well idk either, maybe, maybe not, depends whether or not the entire trying-to-kill-sam ordeal happened. gabriel might help her? idk where to put her because i don’t KNOW if cas, dean, gabriel or the angels would help her but if any of them did then even one of these is a pretty solid backup so. idk man

13- FOX MULDER

im only on season 4 but as far as i can see he’s got only scully. which is pretty solid backup, she can kick ass, but still. i guess it’s one of the downsides of everyone thinking you’re batshit insane and having the entire government out to get you because they all LOATHE YOUR GUTS SO MUCH

14- BARRY BERKMAN

I mean dude. he pretty much kills all his friends. like he could ask for chris’s help but umm well he killed him, if he’s in a bad situation oh great he’s got a friend at the police except NO he murdered her. what’s that? fuches? no barry’s literally trying to murder him as of now. sally wouldn’t help him at all. cousineau just found out barry murdered his gf. at MOST he can hope that noho hank will help but i mean he’s not much help tbh i love the guy but he’s kinda useless<3

#hermy posts #ranking my favorite characters about random shit

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hoochy-coo · 3 years

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oooh! since devon was inspired to do her 21 outfits video from emma chamberlain's, what do you think of emma chamberlain's outfit video?

Ok, here we go (I’ve never watched one Emma Chamberlain video so I’m only finding out now that she’s got her own coffee brand???! Do people actually pay for it? And is it any good?!? Someone let me know pls):

Outfit 1: Zoe Kravtiz would wear this but the pants wouldn’t be draw-string. Details people! I say all of this but the babes at Fitzroy has run this outfit into the ground about 2 years ago.

Outfit 2: I’m too old to find any merits in this fit but my friend’s sisters in middle school would totally wear this

Outfit 3: Kaia Gerber says she wants her whole look back. The colour blocking is honestly kinda cute but she also looks like a children’s toy so idk. I like the first bag for it, not the cheetah one.

Outfit 4: Ok, I like this! I love myself a basic fit with a massive pop of colour and print. The sunglasses tie into it super well as well!

Outfit 5: Switch out the pants and we’ve got a Princess D-inspired look here. I don’t love the shoes but I don’t hate it. The fit of the barbour jacket is actually really great on her - not too oversized but just big enough to sag a little. I can already tell by this outfit that she’s a Brandy Melville kinda gal. The LV bag really aged the look imo.

Outfit 6: This is the worst one so far. It looks like it came straight out of a 2000s Delias lookbook. Not a fan of those pants but props for having the confidence to rock ‘em!

Outfit 7: “I can already feel the judgment through the screen” Yeah, basically

Outfit 8: She looks like Stussy sponsors her, but I know for a fact those pants are from Holiday the Label. I mean it’s cute, but it’s been done.

Outfit 9: I feel like she could have gone full prep and done a ponytail with it. It’s cute - it’s like a relaxed approach to dressing like a Ralph Lauren model from the 90′s. Again, she looks like she shops from Brandy.

Outfit 10: Throw that Von Dutch cap away and you’ve got a trendy outfit right there. Rue from Euphoria would wear this, half of LA would wear this.

Outfit 11: This could have been a serve if she swapped that top out for something else. I love myself a colorful outfit but that print doesn’t go with the rusty palette she’s got going on with this outfit.

Outfit 12: I was going to complain about the cow-printed purse (the other suitcase bag isn’t any better tbh) but I see the vision here, she’s trying to give us some lowkey western/cowgirl vibes. Find another bag, like a cute crossover or even the one from outfit 3, and throw on some chunky platform boots to really commit to the lewk, Emma!

Outfit 13: Kendall Jenner would wear this to go get coffee with Luka Sabbath and co. I hate it.

Outfit 14: I can see myself loving every component of this outfit separately but when put together, it just doesn’t look right. I know I don’t need those platform knee-high boots from UNIF but my god, do I want it!

Outfit 15: There’s a weird 6-month cross-over style period between the end of the 80′s and the start of 90′s where people couldn’t quite commit to normcore and she’s channeling. I’d do a different shirt and keep everything else. This honestly could have been such a cool monochromatic look tbh.

Outfit 16: NO. NO. NO. NOT A PAUL FRANK T-SHIRT OVER A LONG SLEEVE. I’M CRINGING AT MY 10-YEAR-OLD SELF BEING FORCED INTO THIS OUTFIT

Outfit 17: ...I don’t get it? Am I just getting too old to get it?

Outfit 18: Nothing special but it’s cute in a basic way, I guess?

Outfit 19: This is the part of 80s fashion that I can’t get with. I really do appreciate her matching the collar of that Heaven by Marc Jacobs baby tee with the jeans. That’s a cool idea but ditch the puffer, please?

Outfit 20: I see Hailey Bieber wearing this and getting dragged for it. So in saying that, I don’t like this outfit. I know patchwork jeans are coming back in trend but these ones look tacky tbh.

Outfit 21: I’d be exhausted after all of that and change into something cozy too.

In summary, I’m beginning to realize where all my friends’ little sisters and cousins are getting their style inspo from. I used to see them in outfits like 16 and 13 and be confused as to who/what they're trying to channel and why they’re doing it but I get it now. I think I’m too old to enjoy her sense of style but I actually do think that she’s got a really creative vision, she just doesn’t know how to execute it to its full capacity or without being too messy. I think with some time and a few trials and errors she could really be a solid dresser!

#ask #answer #style #fashion #emma chamberlain

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yoongi-sugaglider · 4 years

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Forget Me Nots- Epilogue

A wealthy young man falls overboard while vacationing with friends only to find himself with amnesia and a pretty young wife who seems determined to remind him what hard work and dedication really mean.

Warnings: Strong language, angry Min Yoongi inaccurately portrayed based upon the writer’s imagination,angst, eventual super fluff.

Pairing: Eventual Min Yoongi x reader

Word count: 3021

A/n: Well...this is the end my lovelies~ I am honestly so full of emotions right now I can’t even begin to sort through how I’m feeling lol. Sad because it’s over? Joyful because I’m happy with the ending. Excited to see everyone’s reactions. Yes to all of that~ I wanna thank @btsstan4life and @min-newt for lending themselves as characters to the story. To my new network @castlebangtan and the lovely bunch of angels that so graciously gave me the support I needed to push through the feels and finally get this out there. To my daughter for being the amazing sweetheart and always supporting my stories by asking me to read them to her at night. And to you, the person reading this right now? Thank you for the journey, thank you for the support and kind words. The likes and reblogs boost my confidence and allow me the motivation to push forward. To y/n and Yoongi, I know this was a tough journey, but the end is finally here. I wish you both happiness and joy and I hope you can find peace in the ending I’ve written for you. Thank you for allowing me to tell your story and...good bye~

<<Chapter 10

As the sound of the ambulance’s siren disappeared into the distance the woman found herself sitting on the floor. Back pressed into the cool wood of the front door her eyes stared listlessly into the distance, mind empty and yet so very full of the pain and devastation that was their last conversation.

“You let me fall in love with you!”

His final words before his collapse rang through the house, filling it with a weight that no amount of crying could have chased away.

Her two pups pressed in close to her, each seeking to give their owner some sort of comfort in the numb grief she found herself wrapped within. Champ pressed into her side, nose nudging her cheek occasionally as Kaia curled the entirety of her upper body on her lap. The woman’s fingers mindlessly combed through Kaia’s silky fur, head leaning into Champ’s shoulder as the first sob slipped free.

“Guys...I fucked up…” She hiccupped, tears finally spilling down her cheeks as she burried her face into Champ’s chest. The shepherd licked at her temple, a tiny whine escaping him as he sought to comfort his owner in the best way he could.

She couldn’t understand where this grief was coming from. Him remembering his past should have come as a relief. Right?

She’d no longer have to worry about how to break the news to him, what to do about the strange man that’d come to live in her house for the past week. Never again have to think about the soft secret smiles he gave the dogs as he sat curled into the sofa, fingers tracing shapes in their fur as they watched the sun set out the window.

Not have to worry about the scent of sandalwood that seemed etched into his skin that would waft up every time he passed by her. Or the strange butterflies that danced in her belly when she’d wake up to the scent of breakfast and coffee each morning.

Her sobs grew louder, inconsolable as the anguish that tormented her heart grew in size, consuming her soul with her realization.

“Oh god...I fell in love with him.”

***

The sterile scent of hospital served as a solid reminder and wake up call as she made her way to the front desk in search of her husb...in search of Yoongi.

The nurse pointed her in the direction of his room and she swallowed harshly, fingers digging crescents into her palms as she hefted the bag of belongings she’d gathered to return to him.

Standing before the hospital room door she steeled herself, unsure of what to expect but knowing it was possible that she’d get turned away immediately. But this was something she had to do. At least that’s what she’d said to convince herself. She knew she didn’t stand a chance in earning or even begging for forgiveness. But she could only hope that she’d get the chance to say good bye.

“Miss you can’t be here. This is a private room.” A sharply dressed man approached her, dark sunglasses hiding the obvious gaze of what could only be a security guard.

“I umm...I was just returning his…”

“You should leave. Access to this room is forbidden.” His stern tone left no room for argument and she ducked her head in acknowledgement.

Dashing away she paused at the nurse’s station, making a quick and wavering request that the belongings be returned to the man she knew she’d never see again.

*** “Y/n, can I speak to you in my office please?”

She glanced up from her paperwork, flashing her boss a soft smile before shuffling the paperwork to the side and standing to follow him.

“Something the matter Troy?” She asked as she closed the office door behind her.

“Ah, nah. Nothing’s wrong. I just wanted to let you know that the company responsible for the wrecked carpet cleaner paid to have the machine replaced. So you don’t have to worry it.”

She frowned, eyes wandering to the window overlooking the dock full of ships outside. “Did you ask them to or…”

“They actually reached out. When they returned the Veloce it was actually really clean so I wasn’t sure that we’d hear from them after outside of a review but ah…” He glanced down at a sticky note, squinting at his own handwriting before smiling up at her. “A Namjoon called, said he wanted to apologize to you for all the trouble and to thank you for everything you did to help.”

A mental image of smiling dimple filled cheeks flashed across her mind and she smiled sadly, nodding to Troy before leaving the office to return to work.

“I...guess it’s all over now huh?”

*** “So you’re telling me it took you six months to finally hire a new dishwasher?”

Rose grinned, digging into her burger as she nodded in reply to Devani’s question.

“Yeah, and the new kid is a hell of a worker too! Kind of cute. Right up your alley chicka.” She snorted at the blush rising up the girl’s cheeks. “It was damn near impossible to find a new hire after Yoon...ah... after the last guy quit the way he did.”

Rose’s panicked gaze darted to y/n, though the woman seemed lost in her own thoughts and wasn’t much paying attention to the conversation between her two best friends. Her dull gaze wandered their favorite coffee shop, listlessly wandering from face to face as if she was fruitlessly caught in a subconscious search for someone that wasn’t there.

“Hey...you with us y/n?” Devani chirped up, giving her a sad smile as the dazed woman’s gaze returned to their table.

“Hmm?” Her fork moved for the first time since the salad had been placed before her, though it just picked mindlessly at the leafy meal as her focus struggled to take in the concerned faces before her.

“You’re stuck again love.” Rose said quietly, lips turning down into a frown as she watched her heartbroken friend give her an empty smile.

“Yeah, I guess I am.” She quietly hummed, reaching forward to take a sip from her now lukewarm cup of coffee.

The friends sat in silence for a while, allowing the world to revolve and pass around them as they each sat in their own little worlds of quiet contemplation.

A notification dinged on Devani’s phone, causing the girl to perk up with a grin as she swiped it open and eagerly read the email she’d just received.

“Ah! Oh my god I got them!” She squealed, hugging the phone to her chest and bouncing in her seat with all of the energy of a puppy given its first ball.

“What? Dude chill.” Rose giggled, reaching out to calm her friend with a warm grip to her arm.

“The VIP tickets I entered that contest for last week!” Devani grinned, turning the phone screen to Rose to reveal its secrets. “They just sent me an email letting me know I won!”

“No way that’s great!” Y/n grinned, the festive atmosphere snapping her out of her funk in favor of celebrating her friend’s good fortune.

“How many did you get?” Rose asked, leaning back into her seat and tapping her fingers absentmindedly on the table top.

Devani flipped the phone back around, eyes darting to and fro as she scanned the email’s contents. “Hmm...3 tickets. No way that’s freaking perfect!” She looked up at the women excitedly, her eyes practically sparkling in the brightness of the cafe’s lights. “You guys will come with me right? It won’t be the same without you!”

Rose nodded eagerly, grin bright and on display until she turned to see y/n’s frown darkening the mood slightly.

“I don’t know guys… I don’t think I’d be up for it….”

“No way! We’re not letting you miss this! It’s been ages since we had a girl’s night out and we refuse to go without you.” Rose glanced over to Dev, glaring at her dejected look for a moment and then grinning in triumph as it turned instantly to a look of determination.

“Rose is right. All for one and one for all.” She shook her head at the older woman’s protests. “No we’re all going together or not at all.”

“But you worked so hard to get those tickets. You can’t just not go Devi!” she tried hard to protest, stammering out her opposition to the idea.

But the girls were unrelenting, insisting over and over until they’d worn the woman down into going.

The three giggled, making plans quickly and allowing the excitement to flow through them at the prospect of the concert awaiting them that coming weekend.

Perhaps this was just what she needed to pull her out of that cloud of funk after all.

***

“Hyung! We’re on in an hour. Have you got the new battery pack for your in-ear?” Jimin’s sweet voice cut through the brooding Yoongi’s chaotic thoughts, snapping him back to reality.

Nodding at Jimin’s words he stood from the hairstylist’s chair, brushing at the blue jeans and brightly colored shirt that was the stage outfit for their first song of the night. It hadn’t taken much for him to regain his memories, thoughts that’d remained locked away and dreams that at some point in the week he’d spent questioning his existence had disappeared all at once came flooding back in that one final argument.

And yet here he stood, returned to his life as an idol and thrust back into the spotlight like nothing had ever happened but unable to put a name to the emotion that’d sat heavy in his chest since the day he’d been released from the hospital only to realize he might never see that soft smiling face again.

“Yoongi-ssi, they’re letting the VIP’s back for a few minutes before they get sat. Did you want to go say hi before you go out?” His manager looked up from the tablet with their schedule, holding Yoongi’s gaze for a moment before nodding and tapping out a quick message.

“I’ll let them know you’re on the way.”

The room cleared out, leaving him alone with his thoughts as he continued to stare at the reflection judging him in the mirror.

He’d changed a bit since the incident. Long gone was the minty green hair he’d sported, replaced in favor of a silvery grey number that was slowly growing on him. He’d gained back some of the weight he’d lost when the stress had been eating at him from an upcoming album release that’d gone far better than he’d expected. All in all he felt better, healthier, content with his standing in life where before he’d just felt frustration and rage against the things he couldn’t change. And yet something still felt like it was missing. A certain emptiness in his soul that seemed like it was waiting to be filled. With what he just couldn’t be sure.

Turning away from the mirror and dismissing the thoughts he left the room, entering the bustle of the corridors post concert and making his way to the meeting room his manager had set aside for the VIPs to meet with him and his band mates.

The room was filled with sound, a cacophony of cheer and joy. Fans meeting their idols and idols enamored with the tales and thanks that came with meeting their supporters.

Namjoon walked over to him, grin splitting his face from ear to ear as he clapped Yoongi on the shoulder.

“Don’t look so glum hyung. There’s someone here waiting for you. I think she’s got some things she’s been waiting to say to you.”

The cryptic words left Yoongi feeling confused, and somehow apprehensive as he walked deeper into the room. A few young women stopped him, crowding in to give him praise over his latest solo song as young men hung back with shy grins echoing the joy the far bolder sex seemed so eager and willing to share with him.

His idol smile set in place, a kind and soft affair that always seemed to either placate his fans or rile them up depending on the context. His manager handed him a silver sharpie, giving the fans the go ahead to hand him their albums and shirts to be signed with all the flourish of a practiced celebrity. Yoongi made quick work of them, assuring the chittering ARMY that he appreciated their support and loved them wholeheartedly.

Eventually those around him moved on, spotting one or another of the members that’d chosen to enter the room at that time. Attention drifted away from him, giving him a moment of respite that he capitalized on by moving to the refreshment table in search of a water bottle to quench his sudden thirst.

As he reached for one of the label free bottles a tiny hand darted out, touching the bottle just as his own wrapped around the dainty wrist. He froze, a chill of fear and excitement rushing through his veins at the sight.

He knew that hand, those work worn fingers that trembled beneath his grip. His eyes trailed up the sun kissed skin of her arm, eyes meeting her own fear filled ones as his grip tightened.

“Yoongi…” She gasped, eyes filled with a number of emotions and the growing sparkling of tears.

As they held each others gazes, unbeknownst to them the managers began clearing the room on Namjoon’s orders, emptying it for the two to have a private moment to themselves. Y/n friends watched, grins spreading wide as Namjoon led them to the door.

“Finally!” The trio whispered in unison, sharing giggles and chatting away as the door was closed behind them.

“You came.”

“You’re here.”

They spoke together, each refusing to acknowledge the heat rising to their cheeks as Yoongi finally released her wrist and cleared his throat to fill the following awkward silence.

“I um… I didn’t realize that this was your concert.” She wrapped her arms around her stomach, shuffling her feet as she focused her eyes on a scuff mark on the floor in front of him.

“When I saw Namjoon and the others I well...I tried to leave but they wouldn’t let me…”

Yoongi watched her, eyes taking in her anxious form as he listened to her ramble on.

“Why would you leave?” He asked.

Her gaze snapped to him, eyes wide with fear as she fumbled for her next words.

“I, well I mean… I didn’t think you’d want to see me. Especially after I...after everything.”

“After you lied to me?” She nodded at his words and opened her mouth to reply but he refused, continuing on as he began listing off what was on his mind.

“After you took care of me? Giving me food and shelter and comfort when the absolutely terrifying moment of losing my memory to an assault happened? Allowing me to live in a fantasy that involved giving me more care and love than anyone ever has in my entire life?”

He stepped forward, crowding her with his presence as he stared down at her with all of the heat and passion that had been building within him over the past few months since he’d been away from her.

“You gave me the break I needed y/n. A peaceful existence that I never thought I could have in this messed up stressful life that is the idol world.” He reached out, hands coming up to caress her trembling arms as he moved impossibly closer.

“Do you have any idea how often I’ve thought about you since I left? How much I regret what I said? How much I hate myself for hurting you the way I did after everything you did for me?”

She inhaled sharply, the scent of sandalwood and male musk that was so uniquely his flooding her senses and filling her with an impossible hope that she hadn’t thought possible.

“I just...I lied to you Yoongi. How could you...how could you ever forgive me?” She choked on the words, sobs spilling forth as she buried her face in his chest.

His heart broke, seeing first hand the impact his callous words had had on the sweetest person he’d ever met in his life.

“Forgive you? If anything I’m the one that should be begging your forgiveness.” He wrapped his arms around her, clinging tightly to her as he buried his face in the warmth of her hair and inhaled deeply.

“I love you y/n. Honestly and truly. When I thought I’d never see you again it hurt. I couldn’t breath from the thought of losing you, of never seeing that sweet smiling face. Of coming home to see those goofy dogs of yours greeting me every day and knowing that I had finally...finally come home.” He kissed the top of her head before stepping back and crouching slightly to gaze into her tear streaked face.

“Could you ever forgive me angel? Please, I’m begging you. Let’s start over huh? Do this right.”

Her breath caught in her throat. The look of pure remorse and adoration that he was giving her was all she could ever ask for.

“Of course Yoongi.” She nodded emphatically, launching herself into his arms once more. “Of course I can forgive you. I...I love you too Yoongi.”

Their lips met, soft and desperate and perhaps a tiny bit awkward as teeth clashed and tongues fought to find their rhythm. But slowly they calmed, finding a balance in the rush of love that flowed through them as they inhaled each other. Breaking apart they grinned at each other, one lost and finally found and the other saved and saved again as they met once more in a passionate kiss that filled each of them with a sense that yes, they could finally be happy in each other’s arms.

As her tiny forget me not earrings flashed in the light of the waiting room they knew they were finally home.

#castle bangtan #yoongi x reader #min yoongi x reader #bts min yoongi #bangtan suga #suga amnesia #yoongi amnesia #yoongi amnesia au #yoongi imagine #bts imagine #yoongi fluff #bts fluff #bts x reader insert #yoongi x reader insert #bts fanfiction #yoongi fanfiction #my writing

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galaxsims-x · 3 years

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Chapter Three || “Fire and Ice” || Page 13

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Kaia’s thighs ached with each step she took, wanting nothing more than to take a break from walking and climbing and then walking again. She knew they had to make it to the top of the mountain before sundown, but that didn’t mean Kaia could handle such a strenuous task. The most working out she ever did at home was an hour on the elliptical while watching an episode of her favorite show, and this trek put that machine to shame.

But before she could say anything, Gavriel was already climbing his way up the mountain, out of earshot. Sighing heavily, she hung her head, letting Huojin start climbing up first.

Huojin barely said more than two words to her since they woke this morning. Honestly, Kaia was surprised that he was still traveling with them and didn’t decide to go out on his own in the middle of the night after what happened. There was a loud part of her that wanted to apologize, but she couldn’t seem to find the right time to do it and Huojin didn’t seem keen on chatting.

A rough, brisk wind cut through the air, sending a shiver deep down Kaia’s spine. She felt it deep in her bones, sending her entire body shivering. Trying to ignore it, Kaia pulled a piece of fabric against her mouth and took a deep breath, hoping the feel of her own breath would keep her warm. Kaia placed her foot on a small ledge and pulled herself up.

Kaia made it a few hundred feet before her fingers began to shake. She couldn’t grip the ledge properly and, because of that, her hand slipped out of place. The rest of her body fell like a domino, her legs hanging. She screamed and hung for dear life with her right hand, fingers beginning to slip with each passing, torturous second. Kaia’s life flashed before her eyes, sure she was seconds away from plummeting to her death. “KAIA!”

Huojin’s voice echoed around her, pulling her from her trip down memory lane. Kaia looked up, hot tears spilling from her eyes. She saw Huojin expertly weaving his way back down the mountainside, pebbles falling with each of his movements. Kaia squeaked a response, unable to form words. Her heart was beating in her throat, restricting her airway. The world was spinning around her as she felt one of her fingers slip, leaving her with only three fingers on the ledge keeping her alive. Her feet flailed, unable to find solid ground.

Once he was close enough, Huojin reached down, hand outstretched. “Grab my hand!” he shouted.

Kaia lifted her left hand, her vision completely fogged over by tears. She wasn’t even sure she was reaching in the right direction until her fingertips touched cold skin.

Relieved beyond belief, Kaia gripped Huojin’s hand, her right hand slipping away. She slung like a marionette, only being held up by Huojin. He seemed to struggle for a moment, but he lifted his arm, pulling Kaia with it. When she was close enough, he wrapped his arm around her middle and held her close to his body.

Kaia gripped him with shaking hands, nails digging into the fabric of his clothes. She was so terrified that she clung to him like a koala clung to a tree, face buried in his neck. The tears fell ruthlessly now, soaking his skin through the fabric of the mask he wore. Shaking, Kaia sobbed.

“Thank you,” she breathed. “Thank you. Huojin. You saved my life.”

Something in Huojin’s grip on her changed, but Kaia was too much of a sobbing mess to take much of a notice to it. It took a long moment before Huojin was able to find the words to speak.

“You’re welcome,” he said under his breath, his own breathing suddenly labored. “I wouldn’t let you fall.”

#ts4 #ts4 story #sims #ts4 storytelling #ts4 fantasy #sims story #oc: kaia martin #oc: gavriel king #oc: huojin li #whisper of worlds #whisper of worlds: chapter three

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melaninmarvelgirl62 · 4 years

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Overworked Part 2

Erik Killmonger x Reader

Word Count: 3k

Lightly Proofread. Please excuse any errors.

A/N: I’m sorry for how long this took to get out you guys. This is my first time writing Dadmonger and I’m a little nervous. I hope y’all enjoy it. As always please like, comment, and reblog.

9:48 a.m.

‘I should be up by now.’ Erik thought to himself. He sighed lowly and continued staring at the ceiling like he had been doing for the past hour. He should be sitting in his office prepping for the meeting he had at 10, but he isn't. He’s at home, in bed, lying comfortably next to his favorite person in the world. Now, in his defense, he really did try to go to work this morning. He had woken up late, a little after 8, which never happens. He's usually up well before 6, but this morning the sensors in his brain seemed to malfunction this morning. When he finally woke up he managed to, begrudgingly, pull himself out of bed to complete his morning routine. He emptied his bladder, brushed his teeth, and showered all in less than 20 minutes. He got dressed and made his way to his car, where he sat for about 15 minutes before going back into the house, trading his clothes for a pair of basketball shorts and crawling back into bed. So, yeah. He really did try but for some reason he just couldn’t do it.

Well, maybe not just some reason.

He looked down to where your body curled into his. Your leg was thrown over his waist and your head was lodged between his side and his armpit. The positioning looked awkward and uncomfortable but the peaceful look on your face, paired with your soft snores told him otherwise. A small smile graced his face as he reached over and tugged gently at the silk scarf that had begun to slip backwards. Taking hold of your thigh he hoisted it slightly higher causing you to curl into him further.

“It’s you. You’re the reason.”,he whispered to your unconscious form, chuckling quietly when a crease formed in your brow, and you burrowed your face further into his side. He thought back to the conversation you two had the night before, remembering the defeated look on your face. He felt like an asshole, honestly. Mostly because he didn’t even realize that he’d been neglecting you and the kids the way he has. None of the work he does is great enough to potentially put the foundation of his family at risk. You and the kids were his world, without y’all none of the other stuff really mattered.

The vibrations of his phone atop his bedside table drew his attention away from you. He looked over to see his assistant’s name flash across his screen and groaned. Reluctantly, Erik untangled your limbs from his. Being careful as to not wake you, he rolled himself into sitting position on the edge of the bed, instantly missing the warmth of your body. He picked up his phone and headed into his closet. Tapping the green icon, he put it on speaker and sat it down in front of him.

“I’m not coming in today, Alicia.”,he stated plainly, dragging a hand over his face.

“Yeah, i figured. I already cancelled your 10 o’clock appointment I was calling to confirm rescheduling dates for it as well as your 3:00.”, she answered, without missing a beat.

A sigh of relief escaped Erik and he smiled to himself, grateful to have hired a competent assistant. The two of them talked for a bit, discussing how taking the weekend off would disturb the week ahead, and rearranging his schedule to fit in the meetings he would miss. Afterward Erik thanked her, and bid her a good weekend. Hanging up, he went back into the bedroom in hopes of wrapping you in his arms. His hopes were shattered when he arrived to an empty bed. Beyond the bathroom door the steady pitter-patter of water against the shower floor could be heard. He kissed his teeth. ‘There goes the rest of my blissful morning’. He fell back onto the bed, pout in full effect, before innocent babble sounded through the baby monitor.

He made his way down the hall and into the nursery, where he found his 6-month old son, Isaiah, in his crib playing with a small black panther. Isaiah’s big brown eyes found Erik’s quickly and toothless smile lit up his round face, he dropped his toy and reached up for Erik.

“Wassup, lil man?”,he asked, retrieving him from his crib. Isaiah responded enthusiastically, bouncing in his arms and giggling. Erik smiled, too engrossed in Isaiah to notice you leaning against the door jamb watching with a soft smile on your face.You walk into the room and stand behind him. Wrapping your arms around his torso, you press your lips to his back, before resting your cheek against his warm skin. “I think we got a visitor, lil man.”,Erik said and your smile widened. You step into his line of vision and he leans down to quickly brush his lips over yours, muttering a soft ‘good morning’ against them.

“Well this is a pleasant surprise.” ,you say and Erik chuckles. Your son sees you and reaches down for you with a small whine. You take him into your arms and pepper his face with kisses, causing his infectious laughter to fill the room. “Were you having fun with baba?, you ask Isaiah and he looks to Erik with a big smile, bouncing excitedly saying ‘baba’ and you and Erik chuckled softly.

Leaving the nursery, you make your way across the hall to your 4 year old daughter’s room. You peer into the room to find Kaia sleeping peacefully and ease the door shut. You gesture at your husband to do the same thing for your 5 year old, Elijah. He mirrors your actions, quietly closing the door behind him.

You head downstairs and into the kitchen with your son in tow and your husband close behind. Sitting Isaiah in his high chair, you stand at the island and begin cutting up a banana into large chunks and placing them in front of your son, who wastes no time mashing the fruit between his fingers, eating it, and babbling happily. You chuckle softly and grab a bottle of milk from the fridge, placing it in the bottle warmer, and waiting for the milk to heat. The warmer beeps and Erik watches as you pluck the bottle from the warmer, sitting it in front of Isaiah, after testing the liquid on your skin. He walks around from his seat at the island to stand behind you. He braced himself against the counter top with one hand while his arm found a place around your waist, hand venturing beneath your tank top in search of your warm skin. His hold on your waist loosened slightly as you turned to face him. You wrap your arms around his torso, your eyes peering up to meet his.

“Hi.” The word leaves your lips softly as you smile up at him knowingly.

“Hi” He replies, with a smile that matches your and he leans down to bring his lips to yours. The kiss was soft and unhurried, not unlike the thousands of others you’d shared, but it felt different. Like an unspoken promise of sorts. Your lips left his and you rested you head against his broad chest, appreciating the steadiness of his heartbeat beneath his scarred skin. Your nails scratch at the small of his back, gently, and his hold on your body tightened once more.

“No work today?” ,you asked and he breathed out a quiet ‘mnmm’ in response. Warmth spread through your body at the sound and you smiled. One of his hands slid up your back, and into your hair, giving the ponytail of faux-locs on your head a light tug. You took the non verbal cue and your eyes met his once more.

“I want you to know that I heard everything you said last night.” his tone was light but serious as his dark brown eyes peered down into yours. You downcast your eyes, your lips ghosting his sternum before resting your chin there.

“I know you did.” ,you said eyes on him again. There was no doubt in your mind that Erik had taken your words seriously. “You being here this morning tells me that much, but for the record, had you gone into the office this morning I wouldn't have doubted that for a second.” He nodded at your words but didn’t say anything further. He simply cradled your head to his chest, fingers gliding against the nape of your neck. The two of you stayed like that until a sharp gasp drew your attention away from each other. Your daughter stood in the middle of the kitchen floor, purple bonnet askew, staring wide eyed at the two of you. Erik let go of you and crouched down low with his arms opened wide. Kaia took off running, small body hitting her father’s chest with a thump. Erik grunted at the impact and folded her into his arms. He showered her face in kisses and she giggled pushing him away.

“Baba, stop it!” she squealed, through a fit of laughter. He placed one last kiss on her dimpled cheek before relenting to her request.

“How’s my princess?” he asked, the brilliant smile on his face mirroring his daughters. Kaia wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, her cheek pressed against his.

“I’m hungry.” ,she answered, shifting her vision in search of you. She found you leaning against the kitchen island with a grin on your face. “Morning, Mommy!” You cross the short distance over to them and kiss her cheek.

“Good morning, Peanut. What do you want for breakfast?”

“Cereal.”

You spin around, surprised, when another little voice answers instead. Elijah walks past you with tired eyes. He hugs his father’s legs a small ‘good morning’ leaving his mouth, before making his way to you and doing the same. Since the day he was born you swore he was the calmest kid in the world, the polar opposite of his baby sister, who possesses more energy than any four year old you’d ever seen. You bend down and press a kiss into the mess of coils on his head.

“Which cereal would you like?” you ask, heading towards the pantry to retrieve the Coco Puffs you already knew they’d want. A Saturday tradition in the Stevens household. You prepare two bowls sitting them on the table. Kaia detached herself from her father and goes with her brother to sit.

“Thank you, mommy.” their voices mirror in unison.

“You’re welcome, my loves.” You smile and kiss the tops of their heads. Stopping in front of Isaiah, you use the bib around his neck to wipe his face clean, he stops his babbling to give you a gummy smile. Erik joins the children at the table with his own large bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch. You stand behind the island committing the moment to memory. It’s been about a month of Sundays since all of you had eaten breakfast together due to Erik’s recent work schedule. Grabbing a bowl, you rip a page out of Erik’s book and take a seat.

The rest of the day went on like that. Kaia and Elijah were glued to their father sides only breaking away for food or the bathroom. As the evening slowly shifted into the nighttime you all found yourselves in the backyard. Bellies full from the dinner you’d eaten prior. You and Isaiah were sitting on the patio, watching, while the rest of your family splashed around in the pool. You smiled as you watched Erik send a large wave of water crashing down over their heads, thankful that wash day for Kaia was right around the corner. When Isaiah yawned and laid his head against your chest, eyelids fluttering closed tiredly, you checked the time on your phone. 8:49 p.m. You got your husband’s attention, silently telling him that it was time to go inside. You headed upstairs to put Isaiah to sleep. Hopefully for the night. He went down easily, unconsciously gripping the small stuffed panther cub you kept in his crib.

You eased the door closed and went searching for Erik and the kids. You found them in the bathtub, laughing at something Erik was doing with the bath time toys. They had begged to opt out of nap time today and you could see the tiredness hidden behind their wide eyes.’They’ll sleep good tonight.’ You think to yourself with a small laugh. You walk over, pulling a random co-wash from your product stash and work it through your daughter’s hair, and rinsing it, before moisturizing it and braiding it into four neat cornrows. Erik drains the tub and you each hold out a towel for the children to step into. You take Kaia and Erik takes Elijah. You carry them to their respective rooms to dress them for bed. You tied up Kaia’s hair and tucked her in, placing a kiss on her forehead.

“Goodnight’”you whispered, but she didn’t respond, falling asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. You and Erik passed each other in the hallway as you made your way to Elijah’s room and he made his to Kaia’s. Your son’s soft snores were the first thing you noticed when you entered his room. You tiptoed over to his resting form pressing your lips to his forehead before quietly exiting the room. As you walked back to your bedroom you saw the nursery door open. You peeked in to see Erik standing over Isaiah whispering something in Xhosa. You smiled and continued on to the bedroom.

Once there you walked into the bathroom, and started the shower, shedding the leggings and tank top you’d been in all day. You wrapped your hair into a bun at the top of your head and stepped beneath the spray of the hot water, body relaxing instantly. Taking your loofah, you squeeze the brown sugar and honey scented shower gel into it and begin to scrub the days activities from your body.

“Mind if I join you?”, Erik appears, seemingly out of nowhere, scaring the shit out of you. The small squeak you let out makes him chuckle. He mutters out some form of an apology but there’s absolutely no remorse in his tone. You roll your eyes and smack his chest before returning to the task at hand. He steps fully into the shower behind you, pulling you back against his chest. You instantly relax into his body, the suds on you transferring onto him.. He groans, “I’m tired as fuck. I don’t get how you run after them kids all damn day.”He gets his arms around you securely and plants a trail of kisses across your shoulder and up the side of your neck.”You a good ass mama.”, he whispers in your ear. You smile softly and turn your head, tilting it up a bit as he captures your lips with his in a deep kiss. He guides you beneath the streams of water, careful not to wet your hair,and watches as the soapy water glides down your body. He pushes your back against the shower wall and covers your lips with his again. You sighed contently as his hands travel over your body, settling on your backside. He kneads the supple flesh, his lips leaving yours to nip down the length of your neck. A soft moan escapes you as he presses himself firmly against you, his thick member weighing heavily against your hip. He makes a move to lift you and you whimper in protest, pushing at his chest. You’ve always hated shower sex, which he knows, and he’s dropped you every single time you two tried it, so that was a hard no. He pulled away from you, with an eyebrow quirked in question, bottom lip tucked between his teeth.

You snort and roll your eyes, “I thought you were tired.”He laughs humorlessly, eyes low and drunk with lust, as they freely roamed your wet body. He offers no words as he moves towards you. Acting quickly, you dodge him and step out of the shower. He kisses his teeth,a menacing ‘stop playin’ wit me, ma’ falls from his lips causing a shiver to run down your spine. “I’m not, I promise. Finish your shower and come to bed.” You press your lips to his again, fingers purposefully brushing against his rigid arousal, drawing a low growl from his throat. You pull away smiling. You’ve really missed this.

“Naked.” The word makes you stop in your tracks as you made your way back to the bedroom. You turn to face him a soft ‘hmm?’ leaving you.He walked towards you, water dripping from his naked body, “Be naked when I get there. I mean that shit.” He emphasized the statement with a hard smack to your behind, your wet skin stinging in its wake.

You moaned and a slow smile appeared on your face, “Yes, Daddy,”. You take one of the fluffy white towels from the shelf in your bathroom and pat your body dry. Wrapping yourself in your long silk white robe, you make your way into the bedroom, picking up your vanilla and coconut scented body butter on your way out. You sit on the edge of the bed and smooth the product over your skin, thoroughly enjoying its sweet scent. Your body hummed with excitement as you waited for your husband to come out of the bathroom. You move to remove the robe from your body, your nipples hardening as they meet the cold air. Just as you’re about to drop the garment completely, you hear three little knocks at your door, followed by a soft ‘mommy’. The whine that left you was a little more than pathetic. A defeated sigh escaped you as you pulled the robe around you once more, securing it tightly. Behind the door stood Elijah, thumb in his mouth and his stuffed jaguar tucked beneath his arm.

“What’s wrong, chipmunk? Bad dream?” you asked softly, lowering yourself to his eye level. He nods, laying his head on your shoulder. Enfolding him in your arms you stand up and walk over to the bed. You take a seat with him in your lap just as Erik steps out of the bathroom, thankfully, with a towel around his waist. He takes in the sight in front of him and laughs at the joke that is his sex life.

“18 days.”,he says,incredulously, to no one in particular, staring up at the ceiling. You laugh softly to keep from crying.

“18 days.”

Erik was going to make sure that the two of you didn’t make it to 19.

A/N: Have kids they said. It’ll be fun they said.Thanks for reading! One more part to go!!!

@chaneajoyyy @fd-writes

#black panther fanfiction #erik killmonger x black reader #black panther fic #black panther smut #black reader #Erik Killmonger #erik killmonger smut

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supernatural-rewatch-3 · 3 years

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Headcannons for Carry On

So ‘Carry On’ only showed part of the story. The part circling around Sam and Dean’s immediate concerns. So here’s my headcannons for the rest of it!

This might take a bit so I’m putting a cut line!

-Jack

When Jack became God he decided to first put all the other worlds to order. After all The Empty, Heaven, Hell (the best situated one in all honesty right now), and Purgatory had been completely turned on their heads. Jack can’t do this by himself though, so he figured he could go get Cas to help him. There is just one major concern with the Empty though. Jack’s explosion made literally every being in existence of the Empty awake again.

Now The Shadow is furious and is meeting Jack upon his entrance making it very clear Jack and Amara need to fix this shit and NOW. So Jack agrees to pull out a few of the more ‘noisy’ ones and put the rest to sleep. The first one he has to take though is Cas. Not just because Jack wants him, but because The Shadow just wants him the frick out of their space.

After Jack explains that he needs help putting the world into balance again, Cas has a few ideas of people hanging around The Empty that can help.

-Purgatory

The easiest one to take care of was Purgatory. After all it is mostly the same but the Leviathan like Dick Roman and of course Eve herself and the Alpha’s are getting a little uppity. So we bring back Benny the Vampire, who was chilling in the Empty after his death in Purgatory, and make him King of Purgatory. If Eve and the Leviathan’‘s or Alpha’s have a problem with it, well he’s got the backing of God himself so yeah.

-Hell

Hell is the next easiest. Rowena is running shit like a champ. To be fair, Cas just wanted to have Meg and Crowley removed from The Empty so the actual excuse is for them to be advisors to Rowena. And Ruby too since Cas did promise her. The only problem is they all three hate each other. Rowena keeps them settled though. You really don’t want to get on the Queen’s bad side. Crowley is 100% okay with this arrangement as he realized he really didn’t like being King anyway.

Maybe Rowena also dug out Bela’s soul to help too since she’s probably a demon by now.

-Heaven

Heaven is more challenging. Jack intends to revamp Heaven before taking off and being more of a ‘hands off’ style. However Heaven still needs an overseer. This is where Cas comes in. Cas will be the leader of Heaven, but he isn’t going to do it alone. He is taking Gabriel, Gadreel, and Balthazar with him. They will be his ‘advisors’ going forward and help Cas make Heaven a fair place. Plus Jack restores the Angel’s wings and makes a few more angels so that Heaven won’t collapse on everyone. And Naomi is still around too so she can help. Jack also reversed the rules of who can and can’t go to heaven. With the reapers working full time again, Jessica taking over as the new Death on top of it, all the forgotten about souls are being taken to where they belong.

-Earth

The thing was, Jack expected Earth to be fine. Things were back in balance. The demons obeyed Rowena and no longer did demon deals to lure people to Hell. Angels were no longer running around on the surface of the planet. It was just humans and monsters. Hunters were the peace keepers and the balances. Jack expected Sam and Dean to take care of things, to lead the hunters. HOWEVER that plan blows up pretty damn quick with Dean dying in a random hunt.

-Dean and Cas

Dean goes to Heaven, because of course he does. Dean is a good man with good intentions. After he is greeted in Heaven by Bobby, his father figure, and starts driving around in the materialized Baby to get his bearings, he goes out and finds Cas.

Now Dean and Cas talk and finally get all their emotions out. They live together in Heaven. They have a nice house where Jack comes and visits them on Thursday evenings for dinner. Cas is sometimes off running Heaven and working with the angels so when that happens Dean goes off for a drive or hangs out at Harvelle’s Road House.

Dean and Cas get to see all their friends who are in Heaven. Harvelle’s is a popular spot after all. Ellen, Jo, Ash, Bobby, Rufus, the woman from Omaha who Bobby finally named, Adam, John, Marry, Jim Murphy, Caleb, Victor, Andy, Jessica, human Meg, Karen Signer, Pamela, Millie, Gwen, Deanna, Charlie, Kevin, Arthur, Mick, Lily and her daughter, Adam, and hell everyone else I missed because I know there is quite a few out there; they all hang out at the Road House.

Dean misses Sam yes, and he is in a way waiting for his little brother. But he has a family, he’s mostly happy and at peace with that. Cas and Dean are living the lives they didn’t necessary want but deserved. Lives where they are loved and surrounded by their family. Dean still takes Baby out every day, and drives to that bridge where he just knows Sam will be when Sam arrives.

-Sam and Eileen

Sam is devastated at first over Dean’s death. He fully intends to be killed by that werewolf in Texas. However he runs into Eileen on the case. Both of them lost a lot in the recent events and they help each other.

One of the first things Sam does after getting back from that hunt, mostly by Eileen’s demand, is give Dean a proper Hunter’s Wake for Dean. His remains are burned already but it gives all the hunters, friends, and family who wanted to have a chance to say goodbye to him do so. It’s probably the biggest hunters wake anyone can remember. After all Dean was not only fully integrated in the hunter world, more than most thought due to never once being out of it, but Dean is a legend, just like Sam. Of course hunters from all over had to come pay their respects to the hero who saved every human being in existence MULTIPLE times.

Sam still hunts, but only when necessary. He is mostly retired, helps Alt. Bobby by keeping all the hunters informed and on the same page. He, Alt. Bobby, and Garth are the three main points of contacts for hunters, to give them aliases, cover stories, and information. Garth is also their main lieason between monsters and hunters because not all ‘monsters’ need to be killed. Some can be reasoned with.

Sam and Eileen have a son they named Dean. Dean is very close to Sam and Cas Fitzgerald and the kids play together a lot with Becky Rosen’s kids. Sam gets particularly frustrated when Dean goes over to Aunt Jody’s house. Not because of anything that Donna or Jody do. Not even for anything Patience or Alex do. Nope, it is all Aunt Claire and Aunt Kaia. Kaia only because she can’t control her wife Claire. Claire was close to Dean and Cas. She misses both of them completely and then Sam tries to waltz by with a boy named Dean and was expecting her NOT to be giving him weapons behind Sam’s back?

Alt. Charlie, Steavy, and Jules are all retired as well and Uncle Donny is adamant that Dean Jr. will not be as culturally ignorant as his name sake. Oh no, he’s going to teach Dean Jr. all about the classics. And Sam, Sam gets the life he wanted. He gets a more quiet whit picket fence but also he can be happy. He misses Dean a lot, and he honestly has no idea what has happened to the afterlife but he trusts Jack. They raised Jack after all. He knows Jack will put things right.

-End

Eileen dies first, that was why she wasn’t by Sam’s side. She actually was surprised to see how much different Heaven was when she got there. Of course Dean was one of the first people to greet her. Dean liked her a lot and knew she was good for Sam.

Dean also knows that now that Eileen is here, Sam is probably not far behind. They say soul mates die soon after each other and he and Cas almost proved that themselves. So it’s little surprise to anyone when Sam makes his emergence into Heaven not to long later.

Sam and Dean reunite first of course. Dean takes him around Heaven, showing Sam all the people that Sam hasn’t seen in decades, people like Donny and others they have lost along the way in the last few years as well. The last place of course is to reunite Sam with Eileen and Jessica.

Everyone settles down in Heaven. Dean gets his dream of him, Sam, and Cas sitting on a beach drinking a beer. They live in peace, happy to be reunited again.

#supernatural #carry on #spn 15x20 #headcanon #Eileen Leahy #jack kline #castiel

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The Last Descendant (Sam Winchester x Reader) pt.5/Final Chapter

Disclaimer: Tumblr is being weird again so if you’re using the app, the ‘Keep Reading’ cut off line may not be visible inspite of the fact that I always insert one.

Hi everyone! I originally planned on posting this on Friday but your girl is a busy bee and had some personal stuff to take care of. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy the final part to this story, I had lots of fun writing it.

Summary to pt.5: You’ve managed to win a battle against Michael in the woods, but the war is not over just yet. He’s powerful - more than anyone you’ve ever encountered - but you also have some aces up your sleeve.

Warnings: slight cursing, character death

Word count: 2.140-ish

PART 1. PART 2. PART 3. PART 4.

As the angels have disappeared, the force holding you flat against the trees dissipates, causing you all to fall to your knees. The first thing you realize when you get up is that there’s only three of you left – Kaia’s taken off without prior notice. Your blood runs cold for a minute but then you find the spear in the tall grass where you threw it. Sam makes sure everyone is well enough to travel and following Jody’s suggestion, you drive to her place.

It’s already dark when you pull up in her driveway. Neither you nor Sam have said a single word throughout the ride and as the engine dies, you feel an urge to change this.

“Sam...” you put a hand on his thigh “I’m gonna do everything I can in order to replicate the spear and we’ll get him back, okay? I promise.”

He puts his large one over yours and squeezes it.

“I know, Y/N. Now, let’s get inside and take a look at your wound.”

The interior of Jody’s house reminds you of your childhood home, and a sense of nostalgia washes over you, mixed with hope that one day even you can have something like this. Maybe with Sam. Who knows?

“Alright, the guest room is ready.” Jody informs you, pulling you out of your thoughts. “A bathroom opens directly from it, clean towels can be found in the cabinet. And if you’re hungry there’s food in the fridge, knock yourself out.”

“Thanks, Jody.”

“As for you, Sam, I’m sorry, but I don’t have any more guest rooms, so you’re stuck with the couch.” she pouts.

“It’s okay, uhm, we’re kind of used to sleeping together.” Sam flashes an awkward smile.

Jody appears startled for a second but soon regaines composure.

“In that case, excuse me for a second. I need to prepare another set of pillows in the guest room.”

When everything’s all set you decide to scrub off the combination of dirt, blood and sweat that’s defiling your body. Usually you shower with an almost boiling hot water, but this time you must settle for medium temperature as the scars and bruises don’t really appreciate the heat. You nearly punch Sam in the face when he pulls the floral shower curtain open, but realizing it’s him, you’re able to stop yourself in time.

“God, Sam, do not do that again! I ain’t the screaming kind of scared, I’m the might-break-your-nose kind of scared.”

“Noted!” he smiles, stepping into the bathtub.

You don’t question what he’s doing in there with you. Maybe for the first time ever in your life, you let someone else take control of a situation, and to much of your surprise, you discover it’s not that bad. He gently cleanses every inch of your body, with special attention to the scars.

“You know, I really think your shoulder could use a couple of stitches.” he whispers. You can hear a little worry in his tone.

“Nah, I’ve had worse I didn’t patch up and I’m still around.” you reply, swiping aside a wet strand of hair that was sticking to his forehead and you kiss him softly.

When you’re all finished, you dress up in the clothes Jody left you on the foot of the bed and pick up the spear from the corner of the room.

“Whoah, what are you doing?” Sam asks incredulously.

“Well, what does it look like I’m doing?” he opens his mouth to speak but you continue “You know what, don’t answer that. I’m gonna go to the garage and try to replicate this.”

“No, you’re not. Look, sweetheart, let’s be sensible here. You haven’t slept in a long time and I can assure you that the world’s not gonna end in those few hours when you do. I talked to Cas and he was able to track down Michael in Missouri. If anything happens, we’ll know firsthand. You need to be strong both mentally and phyisically to do what you’re about to… you know I’m right, so don’t fight it!” he delivers a lecture while taking the weapon out of your hand.

You pull a face but give in to his reasoning anyway. This time you manage to get three full hours of sleep before the nightmares start tainting your subconscious. Terrifying images you haven’t seen in a long time flood your mind, and you successfully wake the whole house up with your screams. You can hear Sam’s soothing vocie and Jody’s nervous inquiries about your well-being before you fully come around.

“I’m…I’m alright. I’m fine, really.” you stutter unconvincingly while running a hand through your hair. “Uhm, Jody?”

“Yeah?”

“Could you please show me your garage? I’ll collect the tools from Sam’s car and get right down to work.”

The weapon contains an ancient magic you’ve never encountered before, or even anything similar to it. The runes carved into the shaft belong to a language uknown to you, making your job all the more difficult. Nevertheless, you try your best, as always. First, you recreate the shape of the spear and its head, then join the two together. Replicating the runes requires the most time – you only realize just how much when the first lights of morning illuminate the garage and Sam brings you breakfast. You take a few bites of your toast and drink your coffee in one gulp.

“Okay, so here goes everything…” you mutter as you begin performing a spell, which should transfer some of the magic from the original weapon into the replica. The incantation you recite next supposedly enhances the transferred magic.

“It looks like the same to me.” Sam states when you show them your work.

“Yeah, and it also possesses that creepy vibe the original one does.” Jody nods in agreement.

“Good. Hopefully, it’ll work just as well, too. Let’s visit Missouri and kick some archangel ass, shall we?” you propose.

You must give it to Michael – he has exceptionally good taste. Both the exterior and interior of the building he chose as temporary residence radiates elegance. You meet up with Cas and a boy in the underground parking lot. You furrow your brows.

“Who’s the kid?” you glance between Sam and the angel, the latter moving infront of the boy as you speak.

“Uhm, his name is Jack. Also, he happens to be the son of satan.” Cas replies.

Out of reflex, you touch the side of your overknee boots looking for your knife but ease off almost immediately and extend an arm towards the boy. Cas eyes you with suspicion.

“Don’t worry, Castiel, I’m not gonna attcak him.”

He seems hesitant but eventually steps aside, allowing you to shake Jack’s hand.

“I’m Y/N. Y/N Colt.”

His eyes widen.

“Colt? Are you related to Samuel Colt?” your nod sends him over the edge “Oh, wow! This is soo cool! I’m Jack! You must have some awesome stories to tell! When this is over, could you tell me all of them?”

“I’d absolutely love to, Jack!” you smile at his child-like enthusiasm, doubting that a sweet kid like him could be related to the Devil himself.

“Alright, I think we should go over the plan one more time.” Sam changes the subject.

You talk everything over one last time - including the intel on the monsters Sam got from a friend named Garth - and enter the elevator that takes you to the top floor. You feel like the tension could be cut with a knife.

An empty, silent hall welcomes you as you exit.

“Michael is the only one I can sense.” Cas whispers.

“I’m not sure if that’s a good thing.” you whisper back.

You all take feather light steps until you reach a double-winged door and Cas nods, confirming the archangel’s location. Sam kicks in the door in a blink of an eye. A well-dressed Michael is staring out the window, holding a glass of some probably expensive booze.

“Welcome!” he greets, turning to your direction. “Well, well, well… what do we have here? The Three Muskateers? If so, I have to admit, Y/N, you are the loveliest d’Artagnan I have ever laid my eyes upon.”

“Oh my God, just cut the crap or else I’m gonna vomit!” the words slip out before you could think them through.

As a result, Michael’s face hardens even more and he extends an arm in the height where your neck would be, casting an invisible force that pulls you straight into his grip.

Sam yells out your name in desperation.

“Oh, don’t worry, Samuel. I am not going to snap her pretty little neck. Although, my fingers may leave a bruise.” Michael exclaims innocently then averts his gaze back to you.

You find it hard not to try stripping his fingers from your neck with both hands, but there’s no other way. One hand is on his but with the other one you sign three behind your back – the catcher singal for a slider in baseball. Sam catches on, takes the spear out of Castiel’s trenchcoat and throws it to you. But before you could sink the tip in Michael’s body, he snatches the weapon and breaks it in half with one hand.

“Did you honestly believe it was going to be that easy to take me down?” he asks with utter disbelief. “The way you underestimate me is quite offensive.”

“Let her go, Michael.” Jack speaks up.

“I don’t think so, child. In fact, here’s what’s going to happen!” he looks right into your eyes “I am going to kill all of them – in which order, that’s your call – and then I will release my monster army on this city with you by my side. I think this vessel is handsome enough, you’ll grow used to him, darling.”

“Yeah, he may be handsome… but I kinda have a thing for his brother, asshole!”

Before he can react, you stab him in the chest with the knife from your boots. He looks down at the shaft smiling but it soon fades into an expression of sheer panic. He lets go of you and tries to pull the weapon out.

“Did you honestly believe we didn’t have a plan B? The way you underestimate us is quite offensive...” you retort.

“What’s happening?! I demand to know!” he bellows, confused.

“I upgraded my favorite blade a little. Now it has the magic of the spear from that other dimension, too. You like it?”

He screams out in agony while his whole body is lighting up with a blue-ish white blaze. You take a couple of steps back and bump into Sam, who envelopes you in a shielding embrace. Cas and Jack try to cover their eyes as the brightness has risen to an extent that’s almost blinding. Michael’s shrieking finally dies out with a huge energy explosion that busts out all the windows in the suite.

He is gone and the only thing he left behind is a very much so bleeding Dean Winchester on the floor.

Dean is slowly opening his eyes. The fluorescent neon lights, the white walls and the beeping of machines tip him off regarding his whereabouts – he’s in a hospital. He tries to rip the needle out of his arm, but Sam prevents him from doing so.

“Hey, no! Stop!”

“Sam? Wha- what happened? Where am I?”

“Uhm, long story short, Y/N killed Michael and injured you in the process, so you are in a private clinic in Missouri.”

“Private clinic? You know damn well we can’t afford that stuff!”

“You may not be able to, but I can.” you appear in the door with two cups of coffee, one of which you hand to Sam while sitting down on a chair next to him.

“Uhm, we appreciate the offer, really, but we can’t accept it.” Dean says in protest without a beat.

“Hey… I almost killed you, I believe this is the least I can do.”

There’s a stare-down between the brothers and Dean’s the one to break the connection first.

“Alright, thank you.” he mumbles eventually, then checks his bandage by looking down the inside of his hospital robe.

“Uhm, question. Based on the place of the wound, how am I not dead right now?”

“Well, I know how to stab someone without killing them... Which is probably the weirdest thing I’ve ever said to anyone, so let’s pretend it never left my mouth, please.”

Both men chuckle lightly, and you feel a little heat rise to your cheeks.

“Hot, feisty and funny? Sam, you better not mess this up or I’ll snatch her right out of your hands.” Dean comments jokingly and this time, it’s your turn to laugh and Sam’s to blush.

“Don’t worry about that, Dean…” he intertwines his fingers with yours “I won’t. I kinda have a thing for her…”

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book nerd | chaia

who: kaia gerber ( @minicrawford ) & chace crawford

 summary: instead of paying attention to chace while her parents are gone for a workout, kaia decides to read her book and chace tries to win back her attention.

date: october 16th, 2020

location: cabo, mexico

warnings: nsfw

Kaia:

Her parents being gone for a session with a personal trainer at the resort would have usually been spent in the shade somewhere where no paparazzi could snap a photo, or between the sheets inside the villa they were staying at - that was when the leggy model was not nose deep into a book with only a little over 100 pages left and no intention to look up from the pages until she knew the ending. Not even a swim tunk clad Chace next to her could offer enough distraction for her to put that book aside. Actually, that wasn’t completely true, she was very aware of his presence next to her and her legs had comfortably been placed over his, but that was as far as body contact would go right now, even though her long legs were occasionally but rather unconsciously moving against his. The model only looked over at him for a moment when she turned over onto her stomach, book still very much in her line of sight. “Sunscreen please?” Kaia asked the actor but not even paying proper attention to him while she asked, her hand reaching for the string of her bikini top to open it so he could easily apply sunscreen - all without even lifting her eyes from the pages of the book in front of her.

Chace:

A book getting more attention when her parents had finally left them alone was certainly not something Chace was used to. Still, something about that was incredibly attractive to him and he probably should face the fact that he was into nerds. And honestly, her reading those written words so eagerly as if they were holding something special to her was adorable to watch as well. So when she decided she wouldn’t put the book down, he took the time to relax a little, soak up the sun and let her legs rest on his body for as long as she wanted to. But it didn’t take long for that to turn into something rather too boring for the actor and somehow it felt like they were wasting time that could be spend different now that her mother wasn’t watching his every move 24/7. He was just about to try to convince her to put the book away when she gave him a really great opportunity to get what he wanted. “Sure.” A grin stretched across his face as he noticed that she didn’t even look at him to reassure herself that he was gonna do as told, shaking his head slightly. This probably wouldn’t be as easy as he thought. Nonetheless, he grabbed the sunscreen and applied some to her skin, rubbing it in gently. His strong hands moved from her shoulders, down to her butt and along her sides his fingertips touching the sides of her boobs more than once on purpose. “Don’t you think your boyfriend deserves more attention than this now that your parents are gone?” Chace wasn’t even sure at that point if she was really aware that they were alone but then again - if her mom had been there, he certainly wouldn’t be allowed to apply sunscreen to her back. Something that could be so innocent but not innocent enough for her mother. And well, he was obviously trying to make it anything but right now as well.

Kaia:

There was no reason to look over her shoulder to reassure herself that he’d follow her instructions. His hands kneading her back did earn him a soft sigh to fall from her lips, happily shifting underneath his hands for her muscles to relax even further underneath his fingers. Obviously she should have figured that his hands would wander. The first time his fingers brushed alongside her breasts she could still assume it was an accident, until it clearly no longer was. “Don’t you think I see right through you when you only call yourself my boyfriend when you want me to pay attention to you?” Kaia asked right back, a grin on her lips but it’s not like he’d see it, her head still very much turned towards her book. “I’ve also paid plenty of attention to you this morning and I might do the same if you give me..100 pages longer!”

Chace:

He didn’t even have to look at her to see the grin because he could clearly hear it through her words. “No idea what you’re talking about.” He decided to stick with the innocent act as his hands kept moving across her skin even though the sunscreen was very well applied already. “Yeah but that was hours ago and we have to cherish every minute we get without your parents.” He playfully complained, leaning down to press a few kisses against her shoulders. “I have no idea what that book is about but there is usually some type of romance and instead of reading about two people kissing and enjoying each other’s presence you could have the real deal with me.”

Kaia:

“You could always massage me instead of pretending there is still sunscreen left!” She replied laughing softly and crooked her head a little, giving him at least a little look over her shoulder before she looked back at the pages of her book, reading the same sentence for what felt like the thousands time since he had started to distract her. Not that it was reason for her to now give up trying to at least finished this chapter if nothing else. “Sure, because you think I’m 12 and I read some romance novel about some teenage love, which by the way means it’s super pg-13!” While she did still not turn her attention back onto him she had to admit that his lips on her shoulders did something to her, like he always did.

Chace:

Chace raised an eyebrow when she looked at him, giving her a cocky grin. “But my massages always have happy endings and that means you’ll have to stop reading your book.” He playfully warned as his hands now actually began massaging her. “Mm sure. That’s obviously what I think.” Maybe he should’ve thought this through better, the scenario certainly fit what he wanted her to do right now but it probably was the furthest from what the book she was reading really was about. Before she could react or even clench to the book, he took it out of her hands. “Okay, what’s it about then that it’s worth ignoring me for?” A quick look at the page she was at right now to memorize the number he then closed the book and turned it around to read the summary on the back. Or well, pretend to. “I think I just decided that it can wait for when your parents return because you’ll have plenty of time to read then.”

Kaia:

“You should put that on a t-shirt!” Kaia teased straight back, but it seemed like he still followed her request and started kneading her muscles, earning him a soft moan of approval...before he took her book out of her hand, earning him another sound, this time of disapproval, sitting up quickly without even considering the fact that the back of her top was still untied. “It’s not fifty shades of grey so whatever you are looking for won’t be in it!” She groaned as he closed the book and with that her hopes to actually get to read again, not that she admitted defeat that quickly.

Chace:

“Who says I’m looking for some dirty sex, I just genuinely wanna know what’s catching your interest so much.” He chuckled, looking up from the book only to be greeted by her boobs that were no longer properly covered by her bikini top. Fixing it by moving the top over the exposed nipple again, he smirked at her. “Don’t want anyone else to see that but I appreciate the sneak peek.” The male winked at her, the book still in his hands and he wasn’t really planning on giving it back to her anytime soon. “How about a fair deal? You give me...mhh, let’s say maybe fifteen minutes of your undivided attention and then you’ll get to read your book again?”

Kaia:

“So you read 50 shades but I can’t get you to read something that’s actually good?” Kaia asked amused before she couldn’t help but laugh as he adjusted her top, tying it back behind her back when she realised her mistake. “12 minutes and you promise to read a book I choose for you!”

Chace:

Chace gasped at her words, clutching the book to his chest as if she’d just wounded him deeply. “How dare you?!” He let the book carelessly drop to the ground, his hands instantly finding all her ticklish spots which he attacked now to sort of punish her for being so ‘rude’ to him. “For your information: I’ve never read fifty shades and I am highkey insulted you’d even think that I did. So take that back. Now.”

Kaia:

“Stop!” Kaia shrieked loudly, trying to wriggle out of his grip as he “attacked” her. “And don’t treat my book so badly!” She gasped out in between shrieks of laughter, trying to push him back and get out of his grasp, ready to make a run for it at this point. “Or what? You’ll tie my to your bedpost and pretend you’re the guy from the book I’m convinced you read?”

Chace:

“Do you want me to apologize to your book now?” He laughed softly, shaking his head at her as he glanced at her. Kaia’s attempts to get away from him were already expected by him so every move of hers was met with him reacting to it and just tickling her a little more than before. “He ties his girl to the bedpost? Does he leave her there to sulk or does he fuck her? Depending on the answer I might consider actually doing that to you.” He kissed her when he gave her a short break from his attack. “Stop saying I read the book now. I do actually have a really good taste in books but I’d never be disrespectful and give a book more attention than you.” He joked, actually not even half as pissed at her for rather wanting to read than to make out with him or whatever. But of course he wouldn’t tell her that right now because he enjoyed this too much.

Kaia:

“If you ever tie me to a bedpost and leave me to sulk I’ll seriously slap you! And since I’m only giving you 12 minutes of my precious reading time, one that you’ve already waisted, it’d be highly unsatisfactory for at least one of us if you’d fuck me!” Kaia protested laughing none the less as she cuddles into him, mostly to stop the tickling if she was completely honest, not that she minded the feeling of her skin on his. Or actually believed anything he could ever do to her body would leave either of them anything but satisfied. “Right, what was the last Book you read? Bet you haven’t even read any of the books in my book club!” She now complained still laughing but she did actually not mind putting her book aside for a few minutes to indulge in him, but where was the fun in admitting that?

Chace:

“You know, slapping is a pretty normal thing in the BDSM world so...” He shrugged before he let out a laugh, obviously not too fond of her slapping him and he was also pretty sure that if she was tied up on the bed the last thing he would be able to do was to just leave her there. “Hey! That’s not fair. I didn’t know this already counted.” Pushing his lower lip forward, he pouted for a moment but his lips were soon enough occupied with stretching into a smile as he felt her snuggling up to him. Somehow she had the power to turn him into such a soft person from one moment to the next and he wasn’t sure if he liked it or if it scared him. But it certainly worked if she did it to stop him from tickling her since he rather used the time to cuddle with her and press a few kisses to her cheek and jaw. “Mmm, I can’t remember the last book I read but maybe I should join your book club.” His lips continued their journey to her neck as his fingers gently caressed her skin.

Kaia:

”mh, yup, I am sure you know all about it!” The teasing today might be endless, but it was don’t with a soft smile and sparkling eyes - no foul play or malice anywhere even close. “Well better hurry up then cause the clock is ticking!” She replied when he complained before she pressed a soft kiss to his lips. “Turn that frown upside down babe!” Her body seemed to sink into his effortlessly, her head resting against his shoulder while she basically no longer was on her own sun lounger, instead occupying some space on his. “You can always be a guest on it, I think that might get even more views than a sex tape or something!” Again, a complete joke though his lips travelling down her skin caught her slightly off guard and the tiny moan that slipped past her lips made her previous sentence seem a bit more suggestive than it had meant to be.

Chace:

His arm wrapped around her tiny frame, happily soaking in this moment with her. A soft laugh vibrated against her skin as a response to her suggestion, glancing up at her with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "So you wanna make a sex tape with me? Cause I can see right through you always sneaking your darkest fantasies into our casual conversations." He teased her continuing his trail down her neck with his lips. "But maybe I can actually be a guest on it and then we can see if that's giving us more viewers than our sex tape." Of course this was only a joke, he wasn't even sure if he would ever even consider doing that just because he was too afraid someone would leak it and then they would definitely be screwed.

Kaia:

“I do don’t want a sex tape, I’m not part of like, the Kardashians!” She almost yelled with laughter, obviously knowing or at least guessing that he was joking. “If there’d ever be a tape it would be for your viewing pleasures only. Well, ours!” Kaia grinned, still not at all thinking they should film a sex tape, especially not on any digital device cause god only knew that’d end terribly. “Anyways...9 minutes left my love!” The last two words came out so natural hearing them out loud almost made her choke, trying not to show how surprised she was and yet it was probably just as much as a surprise to him. Maybe it was because of that that she slightly let go of her ‘don’t distract me and let me get back to reading’ - facade that honestly wasn’t even that much of a facade but the honest truth, at least until she felt like she needed to get his mind off of those words she just spoke. Plus nine minutes we’re still on the clock before she would possibly return to reading. Her hand softly and very innocently moved onto his upper thigh, harmlessly enough if there were any photographers around and yet it was just an inch or so above a merely casual gesture. “I’d offer to test all that we could do in 9 minutes but I doubt it’ll be a lot and I won’t let you steal more of my reading time!”

Chace:

“I was never more happy to hear someone’s not part of the Kardashians.” He admitted with a grin, nodding when she said it would only be for their viewing pleasure. “You know, sexy polaroids are a good option if you don’t want anything to get leaked. It’s not a video but might be just as... nice to have.” Another kiss was stolen from her lips and he was just about to suggest for them to go inside to make the most of his remaining minutes when she called him ‘my love’ and he couldn’t help but laugh. Chace didn’t think for a minute that this nickname had any serious meaning to her, figuring this was just another way for her to tease him since she had pointed out earlier that he only called himself her boyfriend whenever he wanted sex. “That’s what I get for calling myself your boyfriend, huh?” He chuckled, obviously amused by this but her hand on his thigh distracted him enough from her previous words. Whenever she did that no matter how innocent it looked, it never was. “I mean we could try the 69 but I’m not sure if we’d both get to finish in 9 minutes - which are probably only 8 minutes now.” He grinned at her.

Kaia:

“Or an old VCS tape...I have no idea if that’s what they are called, they were long before my time!” Kaia teased him laughing and couldn’t deny that she was glad that he brushed the nickname off so easily. That reaction far more welcome than a serious discussion about it or what she just said. “Yup and I’ll now mark this day in my calendar as the day that you called yourself my boyfriend. You know, to make sure I can always hold it over your head going forward!” Kaia only smirked at his suggestion before she spoke again. “7 by the time we get inside..and now I know I blow your mind occasionally but I don’t know if that’s quite enough time!”

Chace:

Resisting the urge to correct her just to not give her another opportunity to tease him about his age, he just nodded again. “Would be an option as well.” Closing his eyes as if in pain about saying/hearing the word ‘boyfriend’ for the third or fourth time today, he let out a dramatic sigh. “I really need to stop giving you more reasons to tease me.” He muttered, looking around them just to check that her parents hadn’t come back because honestly, he hardly registered anything that happens around them when he was with her. Maybe another alarming sign that he was catching feelings but he gladly ignored it just like the others. “Oh yeah, you do.” There was no need to confirm that she was probably the best at giving him bjs but he couldn’t stop himself from doing so. “Uh, guess we’ll have to settle for the good old make out session then.” He said while gently pushing her down on her back to get comfortable on his sun lounger, hovering over her before closing the gap between their faces and kissing her.

Kaia:

“Never, Never stop giving me reasons to tease you, I don’t know how I’d spend my free time if you did!” Kaia said dramatically though the smile on her face obviously told a different story, she actually doubted she’d ever get bored with him around. “I should get that as a next tattoo or something, though would probably give my parents a heart attack if it said ‘gives a+ certified blow jobs!” Kaia joked although no lie, him confirming rather than teasing did please her more than just a little. Now, everything about a make out session in the sun sounded perfect, aside from the fact that they were wearing dangerously little clothing - not that Kaia was one to protest, instead happily and hungrily reciprocating his kiss.

Chace:

“No, please get that tattooed. Even if it’s the last thing I’ll see before your mom kills me - it’ll be soo worth it.” Already picturing her moms face in his head he just had to laugh even though he knew that would most likely never happen. Maybe Chace knew that the clothes they were wearing weren’t exactly making it easy to just stick to a make out session and he probably was counting on it extending his undivided attention from her. And if that didn’t work, he luckily had the chance to take a very cold shower after. His body slightly pressed into hers while he continued kissing her, Chace ran his hand down her body letting it rest on her thigh for now.

Kaia:

“She will kill you - maybe it should say a+ blow jobs certified by Chace Crawford!” For some reason it was conversations like this that she loved the most, simple teasing, soft banter that wasn’t born out of flirtation or the need to attract him, but simply out of fun and circumstance. One of her legs almost out of reflex was bend slightly to grant him more space against her, her body reacting to his so effortlessly that it was almost ridiculous that she even pretended there was a timer on this. The only real timer being the window that they had open until her parents would return - after all she still had plenty of time to give her book undivided attention afterwards.

Chace:

"That'd make my death even more worth it, I guess." He smirked after he pulled back from the kiss, planting kisses across her jaw and neck down to her boobs, giving attention to every part of her skin that wasn't covered by fabric. The way her body responded to his doing unsurprisingly told him that she was into it as much as he was and there never really had been any convincing necessary. But nonetheless, he liked that she never hesitated to make it a bit tougher for him for her own entertainment. His lips slowly travelled the same path up her body now, reconnecting with her lips a moment later in a much more heated kiss than before. He was completely focused on her, ignoring all of their surroundings until he heard the very upset voice of her mother telling him to get off her daughter. Chace flinched slightly but immediately pulled back from the kiss glancing at the source of the voice. He still wasn't too happy about their encounter after his and Kaia's fight, which was probably what led to his next words. "Hello to you too, Cindy." He grinned and sort of followed her instructions to get off her daughter but not too much as he sat down next to Kaia's feet. "I was just showing your daughter what it's like to be in the honeymoon stage of our relationship." Under different circumstances - as in if Cindy hadn't pissed him off - he probably would've never pushed her like this but he couldn't help himself right now. Watching Cindy stare him down as if she wished she could kill him with her eyes before heading inside but not without reminding him to keep his hands off her daughter, he just shrugged but refused to look at Kaia right now, not sure whether she was happy about his reaction or not.

Kaia:

There was something about Chace, about his attention to her body and the certainty with which he knew exactly how to treat her to make her skin tingle and her lips part to let out soft moans that made being with him feel so uninhibited and natural. Her lips greedily indulged in his, her tongue playing a weak game to fight for dominance, a battle she tended to purposefully loose but none the less liked to play at first. Not that there was a lot of time to play any kind of game, her mother’s voice the most unpleasant interruption Kaia could have imagined. “Mom!” It was the annoyed kind of teenage complaint that needed no actually words to follow the initial irritation that was present in the way she simply address her mom, her eyes rolling as she did so. It wasn’t often that Kaia disrespected her mom but..now she had a reason. Or so she thought. “You don’t tell Presley to not make out with his girlfriend!” She added almost sulking but it wasn’t like her mom cared. Actually, it was odd how much her mom only focused on Chace, but she did push that thought aside. “So this is the honeymoon stage of our relationship?” Kaia asked him teasingly once her mom was gone

Chace:

Kaia’s reaction wasn’t exactly the one he expected, it definitely wasn’t the typical mommy’s little angel behavior but that was why he liked it even more. He didn’t watch her mom leave, his head turning towards Kaia once she spoke up, grinning at her whilst playfully rolling his eyes. “Yeah. Do you like it? And the even bigger question; do you want some more of it?” His eyes met hers as he got back into his previous position, hovering over her again and not giving a fuck that her mom could walk out anytime again. It was like Kaia basically said, they could do whatever they pleased. Especially when she wasn’t even outside right now. “The whole package can only be received back at your room though. We have to keep it PG out here.”

Kaia:

“I don’t know, think you need to remind me how it feels!” Kaia told him grinning, although as much as she had just told her mom to basically fuck off, her eyes did dart over to her side to make sure she actually was gone before she happily wrapped her arms around Chace shoulders. “But I don’t want to go inside. Plus, I’m PG in...what’s it called when you basically are something?” She asked, her brain clearly too distracted by him and her finger tips that were running over the muscles in his back. “You’re hot..!” The young model purred softly before she let out a soft laugh. “I mean, literally, cause it’s hot out here!”

Chace:

“I was hoping you’d say that.” He chuckled, enjoying the feeling of her finger tips against his skin. Not capable to keep his hands off her either, he reached for her cheek, caressing it gently before running his thumb over her lower lip and then slowly down her jaw to her neck. Completely focused on that, he only got interrupted by her calling him hot which he responded to with a laugh. Glancing over his shoulder he checked whether his skin was red yet or not but as far as he could tell everything was still okay and not burned. “Well, maybe it’s your turn to rub sunscreen on my back before I get too hot.” He smirked at her with a slightly raised eyebrow.

Kaia:

“I think it is!” Kaia simply replied and slightly nudged him to she could move from her position under him, soon telling him to lay on his back while she straddled him, the sunscreen a cool contrast to his warm skin. “It’s such a waist of sunscreen actually..!” Kaia mused, the grin on her face that he couldn’t actually see also present in her voice. “I mean all that sunscreen and yet you’re about to wash it off in a really cold shower!” She teased while she seemingly innocently leant closer into him, on hand still kneading his shoulder while the other hand brushed past his hip and into the waistband of his trunks - nowhere near comfortable for her really, but worth it just to see his reaction and perhaps to piss her mom off even more if she was to notice it

Chace:

Obeying to all her instructions, he let out a gentle hiss when the cold sunscreen touched his skin. But that didn’t stop him from enjoying the fact he was basically getting a free massage now - though, he should’ve known Kaia had something sneaky on her mind. Chace let out a surprised moan when he felt her hand inside his trunks. “Oh you really want your mom to hate me, huh?” His voice was a little hoarse but there was still amusement in it, doing nothing to keep her from whatever she wanted to do.

Kaia:

“What? I’m just cuddling up against you and technically she only told you to get off of me so...!” She wasn’t sure why she wanted to push her moms buttons, she just knew, or at least felt, like there was something behind cindy hating all of this so much and it just felt odd how her mom seemed to direct that anger specifically at Chace. Kaia actually she what she said her mom would see, her head resting against his shoulder, one arm, the one her parents would see if they’d walk outside, lazily draped over Chaces arm, while her other one now got more and more daring, her fingers wrapping around him and slowly, almost lazily pumping him. “And anyways, you’re expected to take a shower before dinner...!”

Chace:

He let out a soft chuckle, nodding slightly. “Mm, true. She should’ve been more specific if she wanted us to keep our hands off each other.” Feeling the weight of her body on his, he couldn’t help but smile definitely not opposed to them having little to no space between their bodies. Her words and the fact that she instead of stopping her actions went even further surprised him once again. He thought that his gentle reminder that there was still a chance her mom would appear back outside enough to keep her from proceeding. His eyes fluttered shut, focusing on not letting any suspicious sounds escape him as his erection clearly proved that she was doing something very right. But once again he heard her moms voice, now stating that she didn’t mean for Kaia to be on top instead as she walked over to the pool bar to fix herself a drink, probably oblivious to Kaia’s hand down his swim trunks or else he was sure she wouldn’t have been half as calm.

Kaia:

Feeling the effect she had on him as clearly as she did, his erection prominent underneath her fingers not only satisfied her but was a turn on for her as much as this must have been one for him. Her lips pressed soft kisses against the back of his neck and his shoulders, at least until her moms voice cut through the moment again. “Am I even allowed to sit next to him?” Kaia asked, her voice clearly transporting her annoyance with her mom in this moment and yet she did roll off of Chace and onto her own sun lounger, but only so that her legs were still draped across his and her hand very much still in his trunks. It was questionable whether she tried to tempt fate, wanted to really piss her mom off or simply wasn’t thinking about consequences

Chace:

Turning his head to look at her after she moved onto the sun lounger next to him but refused to stop touching him very inappropriately - considering her mom was way to close to them, he couldn’t help but grin at her. She was definitely a daredevil and he couldn’t deny that he liked it. He didn’t take his eyes off of her while he tried to simultaneously stay aware of where her mom was by listening to the steps she took while her mom was obviously ignoring Kaia’s annoyed question. “Can you fix me a drink as well?” He asked sweetly, obviously in the mood to piss her mom off too grinning at her when she threw him a look that almost made him expect to say no or ignore him as well but then she poured another glass. Something he obviously didn’t expect as she now walked over to him with the drink in hand and he discreetly made sure that Kaia’s hand was no longer in his trunks when he took the drink. “Thank you.” And with that, he took a sip from the drink.

Kaia:

Kaia was nowhere near as daring on a day to day basis as she was right now. There was something in the air between Chace and her mom and it was something she couldn’t quite put her fingers on what exactly it was and it honestly bothered her a lot. A feeling that was only underlined when he asked her mom for a drink and she, despite the mean look on her face, actually made him. “You tell me I need to stop reading my book and now you not only ignore me, but remove me because my mom made you a drink?” It was a half whisper, not as discreet as she perhaps should be but if her mom could read signs the big pout on Kaias lips was enough. “Can I at least have a sip of your drink? Because your 12 minutes are super over and it’s you and your own hand now!” God she was being dramatic and she knew it, but for some reason it irritated her that she wasn’t quite aware of what was going on. Plus, he had started a game that she would have loved to finish now, but one her mom had rudely interrupted.

Chace:

His attention wasn’t on her mom for too long, somehow they were both silently telling each other to back off but neither of them wanted to give up and get out of the others way. Cindy thought she was protecting her daughter from a mistake and he just wanted Kaia to have the option to make her own choices. Well, for the most part since one of her choices would’ve been to get him off no matter if her mom was around or not and he certainly thought that would cross one too many boundaries. “Of course,” he handed her the glass, aware that her mom probably won’t be too pleased about it but if she wasn’t, then she was pretty good at hiding it in this moment. “And don’t worry, my hand and I are going to be fine.” Chace said, a lot quieter than she’d spoken before to make sure her mom really wouldn’t hear him. He was far too laid back to be upset about the fact that she was being dramatic right now and honestly, there was still the option of taking a cold shower. Or maybe he’d be able to convince her to still finish this at some point. At least once her mom decided to leave them alone again - something that didn’t seem to be soon enough as she settled down on the third lounger. Only a second later, he bent down slightly to pick up the book he’d dropped earlier and handed it back to Kaia. “Think you accidentally dropped that a while ago. Thought you might want to finish it.” He grinned at her as he took the drink back and instead replaced it with the book.

Kaia:

Kaia half emptied the glass he handed her, not even because she liked the contents particularly but she stubbornly thought she was making a point to whoever was even paying attention at this moment. When her mom actually had the audacity, yes Kaia was being a dramatic teenager right now, to settle down next to them, combined with the fact that Chace handed her back her book she just huffed in annoyance, dropping the book on the sun lounger as she got up, definitely not intend on reading anymore now. “Not in the mood to finish anything!” Kaia replied, her lips still locked in a pout as she walked inside, hellbent to get both his and her moms attention. The young model almost ran over her dad as she made her way up the stairs and into Chaces room, not choosing her own on purpose as she stripped out of the little fabric that was her bikini and went into his bathroom turning on the shower hot enough to fog up the glass shower and mirror, only turning the temperature back to normal when the mirror was just how she wanted it: fogged up just enough to make the image of her naked body she sent him teasing rather than a straightforward nude. “It’s not a Polaroid and the shower isn’t a cold one” she added before she hit send, part of her wanting to walk towards the window to see if she could spy him and see his reaction but instead deciding to actually get into the shower, his shower that was and see wether or not he’d actually take the very obvious bait.

Chace:

With a quick glance at his glass, he noticed that there was nothing left of his drink. Amused by her actions but not dignifying it with a response, he leaned back knowing that she was up to something when she left in such a rush. Her mom rolled her eyes and asked him if he really wanted to put up with that much drama every time he was around her daughter but when he just responded with a shrug, she didn’t pay him attention anymore and instead focused on soaking up some sun. Chace had a feeling it was Kaia when he felt his phone vibrate but the rather suggestive text wasn’t what he’d expected to be honest. “Need to go. Duty calls.” He said to her mom with a smirk when he saw her open her mouth to say something and left to head inside without looking back. Once inside his bathroom, he locked the door taking off his swim trunks and joining her in the shower as he wrapped his arms around her from behind. “You’re such a drama queen.”

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