#it's draining and annoying that you're gonna sit here

[miserable-sarah]

I Care 18+

Pairing: Dean x Reader Warnings: NSFW, smut, 18+, fingering, oral (F), mentions of blood, bad language, unprotected sex, praising. Requested: Heyyy, idk of ur requests are open but if they are can u please write a dean Winchester x ex girlfriend smut who is a hunter and who dean is still not over. Sam and Dean rescue her from a vampire nest and dean is angry and worried after her and she's all like "stop acting like you care" and he says something like "I'll show u how much I care" + angst + kinda enemies x lovers + dark dean? + marking ; ( set in early seasons llke;1,2,3) A/N: I did make a few changes, let me know if you enjoy it! Thanks!

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You've been hunting down this nest of vampires for a while. It was a big nest, bigger than you've ever seen. It's a hard job alone but you're confident enough in yourself to do it.

Well at least that's what you thought, you see you went into the nest killing almost all of the vampires that were there. You somehow missed calculated the amount. You got taken down and now you're tied up with no way out. You are dreading this, you have no one coming to save you. You're not scared, you're angry. you're mad that they caught you, and mad that you can't get out by yourself. You don't want to be turned into a vampire or have all of your blood drained from your body. So this sucks. You can hear the vamps talking about something they're too quiet to make anything out.

"Hey! Are you guys gonna do anything with me or?" You ask getting annoyed, you'd rather just die now. They just ignore you of course. So you start singing at the top of your lungs to annoy them, they have "super hearing", you know it bothers them. You continue for a couple minutes until someone, you're assuming the head vamp, comes over to you right in your face.

"Shut up!" He yells in your face "I'll kill you right now!" Just as you were about to say something, you hear a commotion. The head vampire cuts your stomach making you wince, then he leaves without saying a word.

"Aw come on, don't leave me here." You say in a stale tone. "We were having fun." you add. After a couple minutes, you don't hear anything.

"Well, well, look at who we have here."

"Oh, fucking kill me." You mumble to yourself.

"Couldn't handle the nest?" Dean smirks at you. You don't say a word just ignore him. "A thank you would be nice."

"Dean, leave her alone." Sam says to him, Sam comes over to you and unties you.

"Thank you, Sam." You smile at him. You glare at Dean.

"Are you alright?" Dean drops his tough guy act.

"Fine." You say sternly, you walk away from the boys trying to leave the building. You however, weren't fine. You were bleeding and had no idea.

"You're bleeding pretty bad." Dean says to you.

"It's fine, it's nothin-" You look down and see what he's talking about. You're covered in blood. You lift up your shirt and see a huge cut on your stomach. "Oh no." You feel dizzy and then Dean's arms around you as you fall.

~

You wake up in a motel room, not unusual.

"Dean?" You say softly looking around the room.

"Hey, you okay?" He answers, he sits next to you placing his hand on your back.

"Yeah, fine. Thanks." You mumble. You stand up even though your stomach is in pain.

"You should relax for at least a few more hours."

"Nah, I'm good." You say looking around for your things.

"Y/n, I'm serious." Dean says to you in a frustrated tone.

"Dean, I don't care. I'm fine."

"Y/n! Sit down!" He gets angry with you.

"No!" You yell, you have to hold back a wince. He's right you are hurt but you're not going to sit in a room with your ex boyfriend because you're hurt. You can recover somewhere else.

"You're hurt. Something can happen to you!"

"Oh and now you care?" You roll your eyes. "Stop acting like you care."

That was it for Dean. He stood up and got right in your face. "You don't think I care, huh?" He chuckled at you. "I'll show you how much I care." He said with promise. Dean smashes his lips on yours, at first it took you by surprise but you came around to it very quickly. You kiss back but then pull away.

"Dean what are you doing?" You say trying to push him away but he doesn't budge. "We can't, I mean we broke up. It's been months-"

Dean has been on your mind since you two broke up. It was over something stupid, literally so stupid you don't even remember what it was about. You were in love with Dean, well you still are. He treated you like a princess, but like a bad ass princess. He was your safe place and you were his. When you broke up it just so happened to also be a really bad time in his life and he needed to leave. So he did, you two never got to fix what was broken.

"Stop talking." Dean interrupts you. You go to say something else, Dean cuts you off by kissing you, again. This time you immediately kiss back. You slide his jacket off and tug at his shirt. He breaks the kiss to lift his shirt off. Your hands run down his muscular body. You almost moan in excitement.

Dean carefully took off your shirt, trying not to hurt you. He unclipped your bra and tossed across the room. His hands gently massaged your breasts, you let out a little whine. You've been so needy for him it's pathetic. Dean picks you up effortlessly and drops you on the bed. He unbuttons your jeans and slides them off your body, you can feel yourself getting wet with anticipation. Dean hovers over your body he kisses you softly, then your neck, down to your chest, then down your stomach and all the way to your panty line.

"Dean, please" You beg quietly. You hear Dean chuckling.

"Patience sweethheart." He says as he slowly takes off your panties. He kisses up your legs to thighs incredibly slowly. You groan in frustration Dean ignores your frustration.

"Please!" You beg louder.

"Look at how wet you are." He smiles at you "All for me?" He smirks.

"Yes" You moan softly.

Dean finally enters a finger in you, you moan in relief. He watches your face making sure you're enjoying it, he enters another finger and thrusts them deep curving his fingers to make sure he hits your g-spot. You moan louder at the feeling, it's been months since you've been with Dean, well anyone for that matter. Dean always knew what to do to please you though, he just knew your body so well.

"You like that baby?" He asks, you nod and moan "Words" He says

"Yes, Dean." You say softly.

"Good girl." He smirks at you. Dean dips his head between your thighs, you feel his tongue directly on your clit.

"Oh my god." You let your head hit the bed and close your eyes. Dean continues to pump his fingers in and out of you while his tongue dances around your clit. It feels so amazing. You start to buck your hips, he puts his arm around your hips to hold you down.

He adds a third finger stretching you out for him. You moan and whine, it feels good but you want him. All of him.

"Dean, please" You pant. He ignores you, he keeps sucking and licking your clit. "please." you whimper. He still doesn't listen. Your legs are shaking and you try to squeeze your thighs together but Dean won't let you. Your moans become more desperate. "Feels so good" He keeps going he can tell your close by the way you're squeezing his fingers.

Your buck your hips up, you let out a loud moan, your vision goes blurry and you see stars. Dean slowly pulls his fingers out, you look down at him out of breath. He licks his lips then smiles at you.

"You taste good." He slowly crawls up to your face and kisses you. You kiss back and pull him closer. You reach your hand down his stomach and realize he's taken off his jeans. You palm him through his boxers, he lets out a groan. Dean takes your hand and puts it down his boxers you take his invitation and pump his cock slowly. Dean kisses and bites your neck. You pull your hand out and pull his boxers down springing him free. He moans at your movements.

You tried moving to get on top of Dean but he stopped you. "You're hurt. Let me take care of you." he says kissing your forehead. He lightly brushes his hands down your body to your legs, he places them around his waist. He lines himsef up with you and slowly enters you. You and Dean let out a loud moan. "You feel so good." He says through his teeth. "So nice and tight."

"You're so big." You arch your back.

"I've missed you." He says he leans down and kisses you, you kiss back. He rests his forehead on yours, in this moment everything feels right. It feels like everything is going to be okay. You've missed this feeling.

"You're doing so good, taking all of me." Dean praises "Such a good girl." His words make you weak.

"You feel so good." you moan. Dean switches positions he leans up and places your legs on his shoulders, deepening his thrusts. You moan louder, so does he. His grunts and groans are getting more frequent.

"Damn baby, I've missed this pussy." He brings his fingers to your clit and starts rubbing "I can't believe this is all mine. Only mine."

"Yes, all yours."

"I know." He mumbles. Dean continues to rub your clit causing your legs to shake. You whimper and try to move around. "I know baby, I know." He coos at you. "Feels so good, huh?" You nod. "Words." He reminds you.

"Y-yes." You stutter "So good." He's so focused on pleasing you, his hair is messy, his body is glistening, his grunts and groans are filling the room along with your moans. You can feel your whole body shaking, your walls are clenching around him.

"Damn baby you're squeezing me so tight." Dean moans. His thrusts get deeper and faster. "Are you going to cum for me?"

"Yes" You moan "Feels so good."

"I know, you feel so good too." He groans. "I'm not going to last long with you squeezing me like that."

"I'm gonna-"

"Go ahead baby, cum for me." His fingers rub faster on your sensitive clit, with every thrust he hits your g-spot, his words are ringing through your head. Your body starts twitching, your legs shaking, you close your eyes tight, you try to scream but nothing comes out. Dean helps you ride out your orgasm, soon after you feel him fill you up. He lightly presses his body on yours and catches his breath.

You wrap your arms around Dean and hold him. He kisses your shoulder a few times before rolling off you. "Uh, let me clean you up." He says awkwardly. Dean gets up and grabs some clean towels he cleans you up then cleans himself up. "I'll change your bandage too."

"Dean." You grab his arm. "Just come lay down."

"But-"

"Please." You cut him off. He nods and lays down next to you, you move yourself so you're laying your head on his chest. "I've missed you." You look up at him.

"Me too." He says softly "Sorry-"

"Dean. It's okay. I know you had to go." You cut him off. "I'm sorry I never got to apologize."

"I know." He pulls you a little closer to him.

You're not sure what will happen next, you're hopeful it'll work out between you two. You both have a lot of love for each other, if it's meant to be it will be. But for right now all you want to do is enjoy your night with Dean Winchester.

#supernatural #supernatural fanfiction #dean winchester #dean winchester smut #dean winchester fan fiction #dean winchester imagine #supernatural smut #dean winchester x reader #dean x you #dean winchester x you #dean x reader

[fadedncity]

wc: 5.2k

pairing: hunter!haechan x hunter!reader

cw: supernatural!au, smut, fem!reader, ex friends/fwb to enemies to fwb again, angst, sex pollen, dubcon(?), weapons, violence, gore, character death (non mcs), masturbation (reader receiving), alcohol consumption, fingering, teasing, pet names, unprotected sex

song rec: hypnotic by zella day | if you let me by sinedad harnett | love me up by etta bond | crave by tove lo

"You want me to what?!"

"Come on, there are worse things," Taeyong tried talking you down.

"I'd rather Lilith drag me to hell herself."

"Okay, now you're just being dramatic. Haechan's not that bad."

"Oh, no, he's just an annoying, pompous asshole."

"I-" before he could get in another word, you cut him off.

"Why can't you just send Sungchan? He's one of the newbies. The experience will be good for him anyway."

"I sent him and Shotaro to Oregon with Yuta to take care of a crossroads demon."

"Jaehyun?"

"Vampire nest in France with Jeno."

"Renjun?"

"Shapeshifter in Morocco."

"Kun?"

"On vacation," Taeyong sighed. "Look, you two are some of the best hunters I know, and I really need you on this case. Both of you."

You knew you couldn't keep standing here bitching over this when the real problem was still at large. People were still getting hurt, and you couldn't let your feelings of anguish toward him get in the way of your job.

You rolled your eyes before sighing, "When do we leave?"

"Been waiting on you."

Looking over your shoulder, you glare at the man standing in the doorway of the room designated to be Taeyong's office. Haechan smirked at you before winking. You scoff, turning back to Taeyong. 

"You're gonna owe me," you tell him. 

"Wouldn't have asked if I wasn't expecting to," he handed you the file, "Safe trip, you two," Taeyong smiled.

"We're leaving in fifteen," you told Haechan, "And we're taking my car."

Haechan held up his hands like he wasn't gonna argue with you about that, which was surprising, but you quickly brushed past it and Haechan out of the room.

"Haechan." Taeyong called him before he left, "Please don't kill each other and make it back in one piece."

"No promises," Haechan said before leaving. 

. . .

The first hour was filled with tense silence between the two of you. Every time Haechan tried to start a conversation, you would shut him down, not wanting to hear anything he had to say.

It wasn't until he picked up the file from Taeyong sitting on your dashboard did you finally let him get some words in since he was actually saying something helpful. 

"Says there have been four victims in the last five weeks."

"All the same motive?" 

"Yeah, all four of them were drained of their blood. Completely."

"Vampires?"

"No teeth marks were found. So, it's no looking likely."

"Any connection between the victims?" 

"No, not that I can tell. Aside from living in the same area code, none of these people had anything in common."

"Great, this makes our job much easier. What about a vengeful spirit? Or demon?"

"Could be. But can't say for sure until we get there."

Haechan closed the file and threw it into the backseat.

He sunk into the passenger's seat, about to change the song playing on the radio before you slapped his hand away.

"My car, my music."

Haechan sucked his teeth, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Fine. I was gonna try to take a nap anyway."

"Whatever gets you to stop talking."

Glaring over at you one last time, Haechan shifts in the passenger's seat, turning his back to you and shutting his eyes.

Hours have passed, and you've been driving on the dark road with no cars ahead or behind you for miles now. The only thing accompanying you in the darkness was the low hum of music coming from the speakers and Haechan's soft snores. 

It didn't even register you had been driving for so long until you started seeing the sun rising from behind the horizon.

Haechan woke up with a stiff neck to find the car at a stop, and you were no longer inside with him. Taking in his surroundings, Haechan realized you had stopped for gas. 

You were so spaced out you almost didn't hear him getting out of the car, the slamming of the door bringing your attention to him. 

You looked over at the Gemini, stretching his arms over his head with a yawn. 

"How much longer do we have to go?" Haechan asks.

"Three more hours."

"Okay, you should let me drive," He tells you. 

"No-"

"You've been driving all night. It won't do any good if you fall asleep at the wheel and kill us before we can even get there."

He's right. It irks you, having to admit he's right.

You took the pump out of the tank once it was filled and closed the hatch.

You held out your keys, Haechan ready to take them, but you retracted your hand before he could. 

"Be gentle with her. This is my baby."

"Baby," he scoffs, "You know I can be gentle when I wanna be," he says, taking your keys and getting into the driver's side.

You were blaming your lack of sleep on the way his words had an effect on you.

You shook the thoughts away and got back into the car, your eyes shutting almost instantly before Haechan could even pull out of the gas station.

. . .

"Oh, you gotta be fucking with me."

Now, this was an upgrade from your usual shitty motels. There was a couch a full bathroom, a minibar, and a queen-sized bed. One queen-sized bed.

And you have no doubt in mind who was probably responsible for this.

"I'm gonna fucking kill Johnny," you mutter.

"Get in line."

You were expecting to have to flip a coin or something.

"You can take the bed. I'll be fine with the couch," Haechan says, settling his things down.

"Suit yourself," you said happily dropping your things and heading towards the bed practically calling your name.

"I'm gonna shower. Then we can head over to the coroner's office?"

"Fine with me. Wake me if I'm not up in an hour." you say resting your head on the pillow.

The bathroom door closed, and you got comfortable on the bed. It wasn't the most comfortable mattress, the bed springs digging into your back, but you've had worse, so you weren't gonna complain. The sound of the water running was the last thing you remember hearing before your eyes fluttered shut, and you drifted off to sleep again. 

. . . 

You walked out of the morgue, thoroughly annoyed. And feeling Haechan's unbothered presence was pissing you off even more. 

Bad enough that Mark thought it would be a funny enough fucking joke to give you fake badges with the same last name, leading the coroner to assume you were married. And instead of correcting her, Haechan thought it would also be funny to play along and act as if you were.

So while you were actually working, examining the bodies, and trying to figure out what was responsible for the deaths of those four people, Haechan was talking up your fake five-year marriage on the spot with the coroner. You know he's good at this part of the job, but there's no reason for him to be this good. 

Haechan loosens his tie walking in tow with you back to your car after you finish your questioning. 

"See, that wasn't so bad," Haechan says, and you roll your eyes at him. "Alright, when are you gonna pop this hate boner you have for me?" he asks. 

You scoff, "Whenever that big ass ego of yours deflates." 

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"Like you don't fucking know," you mutter. 

"Yeah, I fucking don't. So why don't you stop acting like a pouty little brat and just tell me."

You didn't say anything, and Haechan sighed. 

"I thought you said you weren't mad about that."

"I'm not but that doesn't mean I have to like you after you did it." 

"It was two years ago!" 

"And it was fucked up. But it's funny enough you keep showing up whenever you think I'm in need of saving."

"Need I remind you I am the one who quite literally saved you from being that werewolf's late night snack?"

You grumble at him under your breath, walking away. 

He tries to keep up with your steps, following you to the car.

"Look, I'm sorry," he said, and you finally stopped, "For everything. I didn't mean to shut you out. I was just...scared," he admits 

"Of what? I thought we were both very clear about where we stood."

"And I still cared about you. You know what it's like getting close to something in this line of work," Haechan tells you, "And I wasn't just gonna let you die for the sake of your own ego. You're too good of a hunter for us to lose." 

You didn't even think you still held this much anger towards him until now. You didn't want to anymore, seemingly taking this long to get over it. And it would make this job a lot less painful if you weren't stuck thinking about the past. 

"Don't try to flatter me now, Donghyuck." You say, a phantom smirk playing on your lips. "You're still an annoying, pompous asshole," you say.

Haechan snickers, putting his hands in his pockets and walking up to you. 

"And you're a heartless, whiny little brat," he smirked at your offended expression. He then stepped back and asked, "Wanna grab breakfast?" quickly changing the subject.

"You really wanna eat now?"

"Can't work on an empty stomach," Haechan says, "I'll buy," he offers. 

"Fine. But, after, we're going to the crime scenes." 

"Yes, Mrs," Haechan teases, laughing when you shoot him another death glare. 

. . . 

"You okay?" Haechan asks as he enters the run-down house.

"Yeah," you shake the unsettling feeling and follow in behind him, "We're getting close."

"But we still have time. We just need to find her heart and kill her. Simple."  

Yeah, simple. 

The one thing you hate about witches is how difficult they make it to hunt them. Using glamour spells to appear as whoever they want or hexing five random people as a part of some ritualistic sacrifice trying to raise something much more malicious back from the dead. They're always unpredictable. 

"I'll check upstairs," you tell him. 

Haechan nods, heading towards the living room to check the first floor, "Hey, Haechan."

"Yeah?" he turns around.

"Don't be stupid and get yourself killed," you say.

He nods again with a smirk, "You too." 

Reaching the top of the stairs, you held up your shotgun as you crept down the halls, carefully checking every room you passed. The floorboards croaked under your weight with each step you took. 

It was deathly silent; your ears started to ring. You couldn't even hear Haechan downstairs as you reached the end of the hallway.

You pushed the last door open with the barrel of your gun and started looking around. Different plants and herbs were scattered all over the room, and you made sure to stay a safe distance away, not sure what some of them were.

When you found the room was clear, you lowered your weapon and looked around, finding a book that you could only assume was her grimoire, opened to a page.

Careful flipping through the pages, you find the ritual she was trying to perform, only needing a few more things, including one last victim, before it's complete.

Supplies and ingredients were laid out all over the table, most of the things looking unfamiliar since she was using an older method of magic. 

Among the items, a box unlocked. The box holding the witch's heart.

"Now, who's the heartless one," you mumble.

"That one's still up for debate," the voice sent a chill down your spine.

You turn around, aiming your gun, but it's too late.

In her true form, thin skin stretched across the witch's face, baring rotting teeth. You could barely see anything else as she wore a tattered black cloak, the hood covering most of her face. 

She grabbed the barrel with long bony fingers, making you miss your shot, and shot the wall behind her instead. Before you could reload, she held out her hand, blowing the contents sitting in her palm in your face.

A floral scent invaded your senses, and your nose felt tingly as you inhaled whatever powder she possessed.

You heard the sound of Haechan calling your name, his footsteps rushing to your location as your body hit the floor.

"You both have been very entertaining to watch. You looking at him when he's not paying attention, and him looking at you once you turn away. Ugh! it's just someing about the secret pining that gets me everytime. So beautiful yet…so painful," the witch looks off dramatically into the distance, "But don't worry now, child. I have freed you of your misery." she speaks, smiling widely.

Before Haechan could get a shot, she moved faster than you'd expect, and she's a lot stronger than you's think for a few centuries-old witch. 

"Haechan," you weakly called his name.

He was quickly disarmed and he couldn't seem to be able to move.

"Ah, I get what all the fuss is about. He's even cuter up close. I might save him for myself," the witch wickedly grinned, "You'd make a perfect vessel," she caressed Haechan's face.

Her skeletal fingers wrapped around Haechan's throat, squeezing his airway. 

Using all the strength you could muster, you reached for the box with her heart. She fell to the ground, weakly crawling toward you to try and stop you as the shard of glass in your hand pierced through the rotted tissue. She cursed at you as she wailed out in agony.  

"You'd do it too, for love," was the last thing she said before burning to ashes. 

"Call us even now," you teased Haechan before you toppled in pain.

"You okay?" Haechan rushes to your side.

"No, something's very wrong. It hurts," you whine.

"What? Where?"

"Everywhere. I don't know what the fuck she did to me."

"Okay. We gotta get you outta here," Haechan slung your arm around his neck, helping you to your feet.

You clung onto Haechan, stumbling over your feet, leaving the house with Haechan's arm around you, keeping you upright. 

You squirmed in the passenger's seat, the pain getting even worse.  

"Haechan, I can't. Everthing fucking hurts," you cry. 

Haechan's knuckles turned white from how hard he gripped the wheel, applying more pressure to the gas, rushing back to your hotel. 

You felt like you were burning inside out while simultaneously being stabbed. Yet you were thinking about how hot Haechan looked. Maybe the end is near.

Haechan's face was set in a hard line, his jaw clenched as he did about 30 over the speed limit. You found your eyes drifting over to him, distracting yourself for a moment. Haechan's sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, the muscles in his arms rippling under his skin as he held onto the steering wheel. From the dark brown strands falling over his eyes to the jeans hugging his thighs so deliciously you couldn't resist the urge to press your thighs together. 

Your pain subsided for only a second before you shook those thoughts from your head, and your nerves returned to screaming in agony. 

Haechan could care less about how badly he parked the car before running over to your side and helping you out of the car, rushing you into the hotel. Thankfully it was late, and no one was in the lobby other than the receptionist you slipped past without detection. 

The moment you entered your room, you pushed Haechan away and locked yourself in the bathroom. You were taking a cold shower to bring your temperature back down, but you couldn't shake the thoughts of Haechan out of your mind. How good he smelled, how his body felt against yours with you tucked into his side, the genuine concern he showed for you-

You didn't even realize you had your hand between your thighs until you finally felt relief, stroking your clit. You bit your lip, trying to conceal any moans threatening to spill out of your lips. You desperately rubbed your clit, feeling the strongest need for release right now. 

Your eyes were closed, and all you envisioned behind closed eyelids were Haechan. His face, his voice—everything was overwhelming.

You were already so close to cumming, as you thought of Haechan's fingers instead of your own. 

You scraped your nails down the tiled walls, that knot inside you so close to breaking. Until you heard a knock on the door. 

"You okay in there?" Haechan asks from the other side. 

You snap out of it, opening your eyes as guilt and pain washed over you.

You cleared your throat, "Yeah. I'll be out in a second," you yelled to him.

The shower only helped temporarily. You were lying on the bed, half-naked, a thin layer of sweat covering your entire body.  

You tried to wait for Haechan to come back after getting off the phone and hopefully with a solution to this. You were exhausted but still in too much pain to even try sleeping.

Your body jolted, alert once again, hearing the door slamming. 

"Haechan?" 

He didn't hear you calling his name as he flipped through the pages of the witch's grimoire you snagged from the house before leaving. Once Haechan stopped turning through the book, his eyes bounced around the page, reading whatever was written.

"Haechan?" you call him again. 

He tore his eyes away from the page and met your gaze. 

"What is it?" you ask. 

For once, it seemed Haechan was at a loss for words. And his silence was beginning to scare you.

"Haechan, please just tell me," you pleaded.

He sighs, "If it's what Jaemin think's it is, it was phoenix's blossom she hit you with. It's pretty high grade and usually associated with spells of desire." 

You thought this information would've clarified at least a few things, but you were more confused, leaving you with even more questions than answers. 

"Okay, then why the hell does it feel like I'm dying?" 

"The neglect of the heart's desires will ignite the eternal fires from within. Scorching the soul along with it," he read from the pages. 

Fuck me. 

You manage to roll out of bed and over to the minibar, pouring yourself a shot of whiskey.

If you're going to die before you're 30, you're going to at least have one last drink if it really is the end. 

It was like you could feel Haechan's eyes on you as you poured another drink, the alcohol not being enough to eliminate your pain but numb it enough that it became bearable for you. 

You didn't even notice Haechan had moved until he was standing next to you, pouring himself a drink.

He didn't say anything, just sipping on the amber liquid, carefully watching you. He looked at you blankly, and you couldn't tell what he was thinking. You were only starting to focus on how much prettier he looks up close. 

"Why are you looking at me like that?" you ask him, annoyed with the wordless staring. 

"What are you thinking?"

You scoff before downing the rest of your drink without as much as a wince, "What am I thinking? How pissed I am some old hag got the jump on me like this. How I'm gonna haunt Taeyong's ass from beyond the grave. How I'm never getting those twenty bucks Chenle still owes me." you half-joked. 

The feeling of Haechan's fingers reaching out for your hand made you finally meet his eyes. 

You sighed, "How angry it makes me to look at your face sometimes. How bad I wish things didn't get so fucked up because you were still my friend," you didn't notice he was slowly pulling you closer, "And how badly I miss the way you used to touch me." 

He cupped your face, staring into your eyes.

"Stop looking at me like that."

"Why should I?"

"Cause I'm tired of looking at your stupid face," you didn't try too hard to push him away. 

Your skin burns under his touch when Haechan grabs your waist, "Ah. Was this the same stupid face you were thinking about when you were trying to get off in the shower?" 

Haechan teased you when embarrassment took over your face.

"You think I don't remember what you sound like even when you so desperately try to keep quiet."

Haechan cups your jaw, bringing your face closer.

"You don't think I miss the pretty noises you'd make for me." 

You could feel the flood of arousal throughout your body, his voice sending a shiver down your spine. 

Haechan's eyes are dark, and when you bring your hand to his cheek, you feel how warm his skin is compared to yours. 

"Haechan, you're-"

"I know," was all Haechan said. 

The residue of the phoenix's blossom on his clothes was evidence enough. 

"This shit feels like poison coursing through my veins. And it is unbearably fucking hot in here. But I can't seem to pull myself away for you," Haechan pulled you flush against him.

"I wanna hear you say it," you stop him with your finger on his lips. 

"I want you so bad, it's killing me," he said light-heartedly.

With that, your lips were on his. 

You wrapped your arms around his neck, weaving your fingers in his hair. You moaned into his mouth when he pressed your body into the bar behind you. 

You swipe your tongue along the seam of his lips, tangling with his before fighting for dominance. Haechan's hands were all over your body. He cupped your breasts over your bra, softly rubbing your sensitive nipples through the material, making you moan against his lips. You push the both of you away from the bar, Haechan blindly leading you to the bed. 

His legs hit the bed, and you push him down onto the springy mattress, climbing on top of him. Haechan's hands guided your hips, grinding into his cock, your shorts, and his jeans being the only thing between you. His hands kneaded your ass firmly as you dragged your hips against his. 

"Hyuck," you breathe his name. Haechan groans, even more blood rushing to his dick from the way his name sounded rolling off your tongue. 

You started pulling on Haechan's shirt until you got it over his head and off his body, now lying on the floor. You trail your lips down his jaw, nipping his skin between his teeth, leaving openmouthed kisses on the side of his neck. Haechan slid his hand over the curve of your ass, sliding up your back, reaching for the clasp on your bra. He couldn't keep his hands off you. Haechan flipped you onto your back before he slipped one of your nipples into his mouth, flicking the perky bud with the tip of his tongue. You arch into Haechan's touch, his saliva covering your areola as he gives the same attention to the opposite one.

Haechan starts kissing down your body. He sinks his teeth into your skin, taking in how responsive you are to him. 

Placing one last kiss on your hip, Haechan hooks his fingers in the waistband of your shorts, tearing them down your legs along with your soaked panties. 

Haechan's intense gaze made you want to close your legs out of embarrassment, but he didn't allow them, keeping them apart with his hands. He runs a finger through your folds, coating his fingers in your slick.

Your hips instantly lift against his hand, and he takes amusement in the way you pouted when he drew his hand away.

"Fuck you," you whine.

"We're getting there, baby. Patience." Haechan doesn't hesitate to bring his fingers to his lips, licking your essence off his hand. 

He hums, savoring the taste of you on his tongue. You could've sworn you watched his eyes grow darker; you could barely tell they were brown anymore. 

"Taste as good as I remember, angel," Haechan licks his lips. 

Bringing his hand back between your thighs, Haechan sinks two fingers into your cunt, easily breaching your walls from how wet you are. Moans bubbled up in your throat, the feeling of his fingers curling against your gummy walls eliminating the excruciating pain you were in.

You grab onto his wrist, rolling your hips into his hand.

"Haechan..please fuck me." 

A sound resembling a growl rumbled in his chest, hearing you beg for him. 

You pathetically whined when Haechan left you empty and untouched as he started to take off the last thing he was wearing. Kicking his jeans off, letting his boxers be the last to join the rest of the clothes on the floor, Haechan strokes his cock in his hand. Your mouth waters as you press your thighs together at the sight of him. 

"You know it's been a minute, baby, and I haven't properly prepped you. Think you can take it?" he teases. 

You wrap your hand around his length, squeezing your fist around him, making him curse lowly.

"Can you?" you raise an eyebrow.

Haechan pushes you back onto your back, giving you no warning before slamming into you. 

"Oh, my fucking god, Hyuck!" you cried, your nails painfully digging into his shoulders.

"You're so wet—shit. Pussy feels so fucking good." Haechan groaned, thrusting into you.

You roughly grabbed his hair, smashing your lips into his, and Haechan's pace started to pick up. He dropped his head to watch his cock slip into your heat easily, every time he eased out of you just to fill you up to the hilt again.

Haechan sat back on his haunches, still fucking into your messy pussy. Haechan was in awe of the sight beneath him. The way you tried to move your hips to match his movements but had a hard time keeping up because of the pleasure fogging up your mind.

With his hands still on your waist, Haechan pulled you up to sit in his lap, sinking down even further on his cock.

You threw your head back, moaning shamelessly. You held onto him, gyrating your hips against his. Haechan grabbed your ass, lifting you up before letting you sink back down, the tip of his cock brushing your sweet spot.

"You're so hot," Haechan's eyes were glossed over as he looked at you. Your walls clenched around him tightly, humming in agreement as you studied his face.

You gripped his chin between your fingers, squishing his cheeks together before you planted a kiss on his lips.

"I want—I need more. Please, Haechan," you pant against his lips. 

The corners of his lips curled up mischievously. Haechan pushed you back onto the bed, leaving you empty. He then manhandled you onto your hands and knees. You kept your hips raised in the air as he easily slipped back in, bottoming out. You moaned into the sheets, gripping them, feeling Haechan's cock stretch you in the most delicious ways.  

"Fuck, angel," he rasped.

Haechan's fingers gripped your body, bruisingly tight as you matched his rhythm and moved your hips, your skin meeting in sharp slaps each time. Haechan grabbed your ass, spreading your cheeks and watching your sopping pussy swallow his cock. You could feel the slick dripping down your thighs, probably making a mess on Haechan as well. 

"You feel so fucking good, Hyuck," your words were muffled by bedding beneath you.

"Poor baby. So desperate to cum," he started stroking your clit, making you squirm. "Good thing you have me to help make you feel better," he pressed a kiss below your jaw.

"Unfortunately, you're the only thing that can," you tease.

Haechan scoffs as if he took real offense to those words. But oh, was it the best decision you've made all night.

He forced your head back into the pillows, deepening your back's arch and fucking you relentlessly.

"Yes, yes, yes. P-Please—Haechan!"

"You feel that? How good I'm making you feel. Have I already fucked you dumb, sweetheart?" he said in a condescending tone, "What was it you said before?" he asked. Haechan knew you didn't have half a mind to think about anything from even two seconds ago, too consumed in the euphoric feeling of him blowing your back out.

"Hyuck..." was all you could say, and he proudly smiled.

"That's right, baby. Say my name. Remind yourself who's fucking you this good."

"Please, Hyuck. I'm gonna cum."

"Me too, angel." He snaked his hand down between your legs, rubbing your puffy clit. 

You cried into the sheets. The sound of your ass slapping against his pelvis mixed with your muffled whines and Haechan's breathy moans. 

"Let me feel that pretty pussy cum around me," he said in your ear. 

Your pussy had a vice grip on his cock, nearing the edge. Your walls pulsed around his length, your legs shaking from the intensity of your orgasm. 

"Haechan, Haechan, Haechan," you chanted his name, riding out the wave of euphoria. 

If it wasn't for Haechan still holding your hips up, your body would have collapsed to the bed. He kept pounding into your heat, your pussy enveloping his cock as he fucked his cum into you. 

You whined, feeling overstimulation begin to overtake you, but Haechan continued to lazily thrust into you. His cum started to leak out of you, dripping down his length and your thighs. 

Haechan's cock finally went soft, leaving you empty, the sticky white substance now coating your folds and inner thighs. 

Haechan rolled you over onto your back, looking into your glassy eyes. The tension filling the room was only accompanied by your heavy breathing.

You brushed his hair out of his eyes before slapping him across the face. Haechan cursed and rubbed his stinging cheek.

"Sorry," you apologized, "Had to make sure."

"Well?"

"Spell's broken," you tell him, sitting up.

"How do you know?"

"Cause I can go back to feeling like I hate you without being in pain again."

Haechan laughs, "You still hate me?" 

"Maybe just a little less," you smile before you kiss him. Haechan wasn't expecting it, but he kissed you back immediately.

"Thank you."

"Are you sure I'm not already dead and in heaven?" 

You laughed, "I'm pretty sure."

. . .

"You sure you're okay?" Jaemin asks over the phone. 

"Yeah."

"And Haechan?" 

You heard Haechan singing in the shower and bit back a smile.  

"He's fine too," you say. "You think the witch knew what she was doing?"

"Of course, she did. She could probably sense the sexual tension between you two the moment you were in town."

"What are you saying? That that was her own twisted way of playing matchmaker?"

"She's a pretty powerful love witch, that's pretty much her specialty."

"If I didn't know any better, I would think you guys sent us here on purpose."

"We did. Just so you guys reconcile whatever was going on between you. But none of us thought this would've happened. You two could've died."

"But we didn't."

"Yeah, you didn't. What're you gonna do about that now anyway?"

"That is something we can figure out on the drive back." 

a/n: now i’m ngl i may have self inserted a little too hard with this one except we actually have a happier ending 🙂

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[sassycheesecake]

Vacation time with Meian, Osamu, Fukurō Hirugami and Oikawa

The Captain of the MSBY Black Jackals takes you away to the beautiful hot spring mountains of Switzerland <3

It was a vacation long overdue, Meian being extremely exhausted from practice, working out and official matches have worn the Middle Blocker out

He felt especially bad because he felt like he was neglecting his amazing partner, you

Thankfully, it's off season now, Meian is off for a nice two months

So, when you got home from work, Meian was already waiting at your shared home for you, a big grin adorning his handsome face

"Baby, what do you say about a little get away? You and me and some nice hot springs, hot cocoa and a view of snowy mountains in the morning when we wake up?" The ravenette holds up two plane tickets to Bern and you can't help but squeal in excitement as you rush to hug him tight

When you arrive there, a mesmerising layer of glistening snow is decorating the heavenly landscape of Switzerland

You're currently leaning on your arms against the cooling sensation of the rocks of the hot springs, enjoying the heat of the steaming water and the breathtaking view of the snow covered landscape

You hear the sound of splashing water, feeling the little waves against your back

All of sudden, you feel strong arms wrap around your naked waist

Thank the heavens Meian booked the hot springs completely to yourselves, so you're able to feel everything, not a single layer of clothing as a barrier between your body and his

Meian pulls you towards his strong chest and you feel his pecs and his abs against the softness of your back

"You enjoying yourself my love?" He whispers in your ear, pressing chaste kisses against the wetness of your hair, enjoying the view of your naked body and the snow everywhere

"I have enjoyed every single second ever since we got here. This is just perfection, thank you Shūgo."

Meian grins at your words, tightening his hug from behind, happy that this is just day one from your 10 day get-away

Onigiri Miya owner Osamu takes you to the exotic Bahamas <3

Osamu has been drained from work, his annoying brother and his restaurant that takes a lot of time to manage

You see your boyfriend every night with big bags under his eyes, looking like he is going to fall asleep just standing up

Feeling bad, you organised a trip to the Bahamas for your exhausted chef

You talked to his manager, making sure he takes over the shop while you and Osamu deserve a well-rested vacation on a sandy white beach with crystal clear water and slurping the fruitiest cocktails at the beach bar

The ravenette is currently tanning on a beach chair right by the ocean when you appear by his side, two piña coladas in your hands

The sound of the waves hitting the shore has relaxed Osamu so much, he barely acknowledges when you reappear by his side

Giggling, you move his sunglasses up a bit, staring into his tired metallic eyes

"Didn't mean to interrupt your nap, my handsome man but I got the cocktail you wanted."

"No worries, babe. I dunno how I can thank ya enough for this. Where did ya find this place?"

"I saw it on a sponsored Facebook ad from a booking page and I know how hard you have been working lately, so I figured a little get away is just what you needed."

Osamu sits up, placing the sunglasses on top of his slightly sweaty black hair, accepting the drink by placing a small kiss against your cheek, making you blush

"Cheers to us, baby."

Clinking your glasses together, you taste the first sip of the coconut foam with a hint of pineapple, the rum burning your throat a bit

"I wish we never have ta leave this place, seems too unreal."

You watch your lover with a glint in your eyes, ready to be a little bit mischievous

So you reach over to his drink and take his cherry from the whipped cream on top of the juice

"Hey! Ya have yer own cherry! That's da best part!" Osamu complains as he watches you eat it

"What are ya gonna do bout it?" You mimic his accent in a teasing manner and you get ready to run

Osamu and you chase each other through the water, splashing each other with the salty sea water, laughing with great joy like little kids going to the beach for the first time

Fukurō, the Captain of the Schweiden Adlers takes you on an exciting adventure! A safari trip in the wildest corners of Africa <3

Fukurō got the idea from his little brother, who just recently went to Africa for his university studies of veterinary medicine

Good thing you're a big animal lover, because a romantic safari trip to see the wildlife sounds so exciting!

You put on your safari hat and you're up every morning super early to sing the opening of the lion king movie (I did this once on a vacation with my husband he was not amused I tell you that)

Seeing all the animals, taking so many pictures is making your heart jump with joy

Your favourite part out of it all was spending time with your beloved Fukurō

Usually, the chestnut-colored-haired giant is pretty chill and easy-going but ever since the two of you went on that trip, he's been kind of edgy and jumpy which is very unusual for him

One day, you and Fukurō have plans to feed the giraffes and you're not sure if your boyfriend is sweating so much because of the heat or if he is afraid of giraffes, since they are so much bigger than him

You shrug if off after asking if he's alright or if it's the heat and he assures you he's okay, you can go ahead and feed the giraffe, he wants to take a picture of you

Feeding a giraffe some lettuce leaves, you don't see or hear Fukurō taking a deep breath before he gets down on one knee

Calling your name out in a shaky voice, you immediately turn around, deeply worried that your boyfriend may faint any second

When you see him down on one knee with a small black box and a shiny gold band with a light blue diamond sitting on top its center, shining brightly with help of the intense African sunlight

Gasping in surprise, you begin to tear up, finally understanding why he has been such a nervous wreck most of the time

"I-I know we only have been dating for about a year but I have never been more sure sure about anything in my life. The moment I saw your bewitching beauty under the stadium lights at one of my games, I knew I fell under your spell. You'd make me the happiest man on earth if you agree to be my partner in crime for the rest of our lives."

Now with actual tears in your eyes, you run towards the Middle Blocker with alarming speed, knocking the air out of his lungs and him down to the ground with the impact of your body crashing into his massive one

Thankfully Hirugami caught you with one arm while still having the ring box in his other hand, securing it from falling out of his hand

"YES! I will marry you, my handsome giant!" You cry into his chest out of pure happiness

You feel the massive man laugh at your excitement and he feels like a massive weight has been lifted off of his heart

He can't wait to tell his team about his new milestone in his relationship and to begin the wedding preparations as soon as you two return from the trip

Ever the romantic, Oikawa takes you to the city of love, Paris <3

It was a Valentine's Day surprise for you from Tōru, the Setter wanting to give you the most romantic week of a life time

The day already starts with breakfast in bed, made by the brunette himself, even if it consisted of burned toast, runny scrambled eggs and almost burned to crisp bacon

Even if Tōru burned the majority of the food he cooked for you, he wanted to give you a break from doing it for him almost every day, you appreciate his efforts

Next thing you know, your boyfriend ushers you to pack up your suitcase because you're going on a trip together

"But Tōru, what about my classes-"

"Cutie, we'll only be gone for a week. It'll be fine. Now get your sweet butt into the cab that's waiting downstairs for us, we're off to Europe!" Tōru cheers with giving you a large smile and taking your hand in his to get to the cab, ready to go to the airport

When you arrived there, it was so much colder than Argentine but thankfully the two of you packed some warm clothes for the weather in Paris

The two of you did a city tour, visited the Louvre, saw the Eiffel Tower, went inside the Notre Dame, went shopping at the Centre Pompidou and explored the Palace of Versailles

You knew that your partner is extremely attractive, but when the two of you walked around the palace of former King Louis XIV, it looked like Tōru was long lost royalty, attracting young women and even some men looked at your boyfriend with hearts in their eyes

Still, the only attention that the Setter gave to, was either you or the historical monuments that Paris has to offer

You had tasted the best wine along with the sweetest chocolate and took so many pictures together (even though Tōru took so much pictures of you that you can count for) you felt like the most special person in the world

He was always by your side, making you feel safe by his protective, caring personality and his muscular arm always resting over your shoulder, around your waist or holding your hand tightly in his, rubbing his thumb gently over the back of your hand

The week was filled with so many hugs, kisses and passionate romance, that your heart is still beating super fast whenever you think about the perfect time you spent the February week in one of the most romantic cities in the world

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[coffe-and-tea-time]

ᯓও Wish I was your safe space…

Hi, coffee speaking! This is a comfort drabble about a kind of tsundere yandere and a reader who went non verbal, I'm not really used to write tsun in yanderes but I think it ends up well.

(not edited, gonna edit this later)

Tw: yandere behavior, swearing, somewhat willing reader, established relationship?, anexy, reader nonverbal due to run out of energy battery, hints of safe food/drink, general comfort and fluff, it's a tsundere-yandere but protective so yeh…

"Why aren't you replying to my messages?"

You get surprised at the sight of those bright yellow eyes on you as he gets closer, his voice sounds like something between annoyed and worried. also seems like he already manage to do a copy of your house key

"..."

"Why aren't you saying anything to me? Did you manage to get hurt in the time I blink or something?"

You slightly shake your head, wondering what you could do to make him understand, your head goes a million by second, fearing to upset him due to being nonverbal at the moment, your breath quickens a bit… until a warm and tender touch on your check steals your attention.

"You don't seem like you have a fever or hurt, this is the 'battery' thing you were talking about before?"

You nod, relieved that he seems to understand what is going on. He then sits on the bed right beside you and holds you in a semi hug, as if you're gonna fly away or something.

"It's okay, you don't need to talk, you just need to be here and exist with me… I will stay right besides you, I won't let anything coming in your way, you need a proper rest right now, and I'm gonna make sure you have it, and if you rather me not being here, then, sucks to be you, I will stay and make sure you don't die or something"

Despiste his words that makes you kinda want to punch his stupid pretty face, it's also feels nice, to be cared for, although not with the greater choice of words, it's clear that he care when you feel his hand shake a little as he hold you gently, he must got worried and run here without a second thought, it's almost sweet enough for you to forget to ask yourself how he got inside in the first place.

"I will order some of your favorites, lay down on bed while I go get some water for you, I'm not dumb to not guess your schedules must be fucked up right now"

You were about to fight back but he gently pulled you down in the bed again.

"Yeh, yeh, I know, you don't like being orden around and bla bla bla but when you feel like the energy is drain out of your body, it's means that you really are obliged to have a rest"

You really can't fight back that logic, although part of your brain is worried about being a burden, you decide to let yourself indulging for a bit as you watch him leave the room probably going straight to the kitchen; Now that you think about it, he did say he will order some of your favorites, he truly knows your taste on food? Well, guess you will find out soon.

"Here, I got some water, the food will be here in about half an hour, it's good that I bring this with me before coming here"

As you put your gaze on him, you notice he's holding a glass of water in one hand and your favorite drink with the other, which you automatically move your hand to grab like a desperate lost person in a desert that just found an oasis.

"Nope, not so fast, hun"

You return your focus on him as an instinctive frown appears on your face.

"First the water, then you can have your special drink"

Reclutanly, you drank the water since there is not really much of an option and you truly need that drink.

"Huh? It's weird and a relief that you don't kick me for saying that or try to grab the drink anyways, well done, honey"

You do a little happy hum as you grab your precious prize in your hand just as he sits beside you on the bed to quietly pat your back.

"You know? I'm aware this is close to a story you tell the police about rather that something romantic but even if you find it unsettling, I want you to know that I care for you, even if it seems like it took a second to anything happens to you, I long for be here every single time"

A feeling of a faint kiss meets your forehead.

"You're a disaster, but you're my disaster, dummy"

Even if you think of hitting him for saying that, a stupid smile creeps on your lips.

bzzzt

"Oh, that it's my phone, should be the food, we will eat first and then came back to the cuddling"

He stands up and just when he is about to leave the room to go get the door.

"Oh, and don't think for a moment you will be free from me, I'm gonna make sure you got better"

That sounded more threatening than it needs to, but it doesn't sound that bad…

sorry for any misspellings or weird sentence structure ❣

Images from pinterest

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[awakenthemusic]

Peace (A Soft Epilogue)

"Dean," A voice whispers as a warm hand shakes Dean gently by the shoulder.

Dean rises back to consciousness slowly, a recently-acquired skill (a luxury).

Sam's softly-smiling face appears before his bleary eyes. A slow blink brings him into better focus, the laughter lines around Sam’s eyes that are finally starting to overtake the worry wrinkles on his forehead come back into sharp relief. "We're gonna head out," He murmurs.

A glance over his shoulder. Eileen stands by the door, features softened by distance, but ready smile easily visible as she waves and holds up a hand that means 'I love you.'

Dean sends the message back left-handed (he's been practicing with both).

To Sam, he whispers, "You sure you don't wanna crash here? It's dangerous for old folks to drive after dark."

Sam shoots him an annoyed (and fond) look as he tries to hold back a grin. "I'm not the one who couldn't stay awake for my own movie marathon, Jerk."

"Hey," Dean protests (softly). "I ain't old, I'm just in a food coma, Bitch."

Sam stops holding back his grin. "Whatever you say, old timer." He easily dodges Dean's halfhearted swipe, then leans back in to squeeze Dean's shoulder. "Love you."

"Yeah, love you too," Dean huffs, mock-annoyed still (the words come out so easily now, turns out—like signing—they flow better with practice). "Now get out of here."

Sam chuckles as he heads for the door, knowing to lock it behind him as he goes (he and Eileen have keys).

Dean settles back against the warm wall of muscle at his back and squeezes the hand interlaced with his, never more glad that they'd shelled out for the ridiculously large sectional that allows them room to lie sandwiched together (and room for visiting family).

A bean bag chair stands alone against the far wall and Dean feels a bittersweet pang.

Cas stirs and squeezes the arm currently around Dean's waist (which has finally been allowed to grow softer and is currently stuffed full of good food and extra servings of pie). "You alright?" His voice is sleep-rough but somehow lighter than it's been in years.

"Yeah," Dean whispers back, unwilling to break this moment.

"Jack?" Powers or not, Cas has always been able to read Dean's mind.

Dean nods with a sigh.

Another squeeze. "I miss him too." Easy words breathed against the back of Dean's neck, like there could be no other answer, like a lifetime full of 'toughen up' and 'no one cares you're hurting' had been the exception, not the rule.

"He seemed happy, though." Dean thinks how excited Jack was, bouncing excitedly on the video call this afternoon, telling them about his new friends and how he'd been settling back into his dorm after the winter break.

Cas nods. "He'll be home soon, spring is just around the corner."

Dean nods back and nearly drifts off again. His phone pings with a notification at almost the same moment Cas' does.

They untangle themselves, but stay close as they sit up to check their phones.

Dean opens his messages, idly reminding himself to charge his phone tonight. The many birthday wishes from friends and family drained his battery today.

A text from Claire, Happy birthday, Hasselhoff. Brace yourself.

Cas laughs in the glow of his screen, his eyes scrunching up and sending a road map of lines across his temples that Dean would drive for the rest of time.

"Claire?"

Cas nods. "She sent us a 'warning,'" (his air quotes melt Dean's heart just that little bit more, like they always do.) Cas smiles bright. "She and Kaia are crashing at our place tomorrow on their way to Yosemite."

Dean grins back, relishing the thought of family in the guest room again.

He texts back, Bring it on, Barbie, And kindly doesn't mention that they are not even close to 'on the way' to Yosemite from Sioux Falls.

"They actually manage to scrounge up a case?" Dean asks, worry sending tension coiling across his shoulders. Turns out, Chuck lied. The world left behind after his defeat is calmer, with fewer monsters stirred to bloodlust, not more.

Cas shakes his head. "Road trip."

The tension releases, a smile taking its place. Dean sinks back into Cas' side, thoughts drifting to what his past self would think if he could see Dean now.

He always told himself he didn't want to get old, didn't want to deal with those aches and pains, didn't want to get slow. He told himself that living long enough to lose all his friends was really the worst thing. He told himself that going down swinging was the only way to go.

He ignored the pain of broken ribs and bleeding knuckles. He ignored how many friends he'd already lost. He ignored his own desire to live at peace and in safety.

Why hope for things you know you'll never have.

Dean chuckles, causing Cas to raise a questioning brow.

Dean takes a look around the home he’s built here with Cas and then leans in for a lingering kiss, knowing he'll be welcome, knowing he is loved by so many people (his family), no matter what.

He answers, smiling so wide his cheeks ache with it. "Just glad that past me was full of crap."

#spn #destiel #supernatural #fanfiction #my fics #dean winchester #castiel #deansbirthdaybash

[forthechubbies]

Dirty Hands// Cho Gue Sung Imagine 🔞 Ex! Chubby Reader ♡

How did you get here? You hate sports...You hate exercise in general-you, like your thickness, and that's that's. Moving away from your self-love for a second, If memory serves me right, You were dragged here by you're fit friend, Sumi.

Speaking of, she's looking at you in disappointment right now. Time to tune back in-

Sumi clicked her tongue, obviously annoyed by your space-out expression. "Are you high or something? Why are you not cheering or at least stand up when I do." One might say you're being selfish, but you refused to take fake interest in this stupid sport (no offense just for the story).

Your silent protest stuck out like a sore thumb...and your well hot in his eyes.

He admired your boredom and actually found it rather amusing. You could sit still if your life depended on it; He watches you bunch up your dress just to ensure you didn't step in anything.

Possibly food or not...You never know with hundred year old bleachers.

She's so snobby. He thought with a slightly playful grin. I guess that is my fault.

Sumi noticed the flower player ogling her friend; she gasped, alerting you in the process. " Shit, Do you think he likes you? Soccer player, sugar daddy?"

"As if, " You scoffed. " I can smell him from here."

Sumi beamed. " If you don't want him. Can I have him, please?"

.....

Your plans for today didn't involve waiting thirty minutes for Sumi, who decided to run to the bathroom at the last second, leaving you alone to stay put in the entrance tunnel-

"This tunnel is disgusting.." You cleared your throat in an attempt not the dry heave at the used condom flung aside like a snot rag. "I'm gonna died here."

" You're so dramatic." A man's voice nagged behind your head.

You sighed, rolling your eyes. " And you're so domestic, Watching me like a little puppy." You turned towards your ex-husband.

Gurl, Did I forget to tell you he was your hot ex-husband who blew his chances with you after a sexual/emotionally draining physical altercation between the two of you took place in public?! Oops! The tea is hot today.

What a mighty mouse you are, mouthing off to a man who has you, trump, in literally everything strength, speed, you name it.

You step back, not favoriting his sweaty smell. "You kinda smell like a wet dog -" You fanned yourself. " It suits you."

"If I'm a dog then you must be a bitch in heat for coming to my game-"Gue Sung exclaimed, nudging her forehead back with his finger.

She retaliated by smacking his heavy hand out of her face. " If you ever put your filthy fingers near me again-And, for your information, You pompous little-your not the only player on your team!" She roared in his face, stretching her heels to their maximum limit due to the size difference.

The cheeky bastard met your face halfway, tapping the tip of her nose with his; his hazel eyes gazed into hers. "Why else would you be watching for? " He was even daring enough to take two steps forward to feel you on him. "You hate sports, and you think men are stupid-"

"Not all of them, but I'm truly doubtful when it comes to you-." Yn rudely interrupted, sassing him with her eyes.

The joke was harmless, to say the least, yet a large hand shot up to her neck, gripping it into a tight squeeze between his large fingers.

She gasped but wasn't surprised; this wasn't the first time Gue Sung had let his temper control his actions.

Gue Sung clicks his tongue. "Wah unbelievable, that mouth of yours." He stared at your beautifully painted lips, weighing his next decision; he said, "Ah, Fuck it." before completely dominating your lips.

"Mmm!" You yanked at his hair; pulling away from his lips just to be brought back in. "Mmph! Im gon-mm gonna kill you."

You fought well, but god, he's ripped-Honesty, you didn't stand a chance in the first place.

Gue sung kept you flushed against his chest so tight your plump breasts pushed up to escape his squeeze.

#cho gue sung x reader #cho gue sung #cho gue sung x chubby reader #cho gue sung smut

[core4writes]

all i wanted was you // colby brock

a/n: sorry i haven't posted in a while just brainstorming ideas plus busy with my job lol btw i'm excited to do this idea because it's based off a song (All I Wanted Song by Paramore) if you know that song your a GOAT :) also this imagine is based on the video "scary hide and seek (slender man)" on Sams channel!!

prompt: playing a game of hide and seek can reveal hiding spots, but it can also reveal secrets.

trigger warning: cursing

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Think of me when you're out, when you're out there

I'll beg you nice from my knees

And when the world treats you way too fairly

Well, it's a shame I'm a dream

Sam is starting his intro while all of us sits on the couch, "all right guys we got all the contestants here, for hide n seek." sam says pointing the camera to show all of us in frame, "all right guys so it's hide and seek, I'm gonna be seeking, all you guys are going to be competing  for a one grand prize."

while sam is explaining the rules to all of us in the theater room, colby taps me on the shoulder "hey, wanna hide together i got a really good spot?" i shake my head yes since colby usually wins all these challenges since he likes to to find good hiding spots to make them win every time.

ask Sam goes to the front yard to start counting down everyone scattered everywhere to find a hiding spot, "okay y/n this hiding spot is gold no one will find us-" colby was interrupted as we were walking out the theater room. "y/n come hide with me in the laundry room, No one will find us there." says Brennen from behind us.

"sorry brennen but y/n is hiding with me." brennen lets out a big sigh "but you guys always partner up together in these challenges ." i look between both of them and I can see colby being annoyed, because we are wasting time here. "you know what brennen, you can hide with me and colby."

All I wanted was you

All I wanted was you

Colby huffs and shows us his hiding spot, we walk into his room and into his closet and he shows us the small hiding space which is really good place to hide. "this is really a two person hiding spot brennen so..." colby looks at brennen. "yeah but i can fit if i just squeeze." colby rolls his eyes, "guys if you want ill just find my own hiding spot and you and brennen can hide here."

"no it was supposed to be for you and me y/n, not brennen." brennen looks shocked "what do you mean not brennen, what the fuck did i do?" i stand surprised between them watching them argue, "brennen, no offense, but every time I try to hang out with y/n you always, but yourself into  to our hang out shesh and plus you always flirt with y/n leave her alone!" colby yells

"I always flirt with y/n? Let's talk about you. All you do is talk about Y/N even when she's not here you're up her butt all the fucking time and that shit kinda annoying, all I did was just asked hide with her and you freak out what the fuck is wrong with you man I'm finding a new hiding spot!" brennen snaps. 

brennen leaves the room.

I think I'll pace my apartment a few times

And fall asleep on the couch

And wake up early to black-and-white reruns

That escaped from my mouth (oh, oh)

All I wanted was you

All I wanted was you

All I wanted was you

"what the fuck was that all about colby? two grown men arguing over a hiding spot, ha never thought I see that coming" I tried to drain out the tension. "that was much more than an argument about a stupid, fucking hiding spot y/n." i look at him confused, I mean it was about a hiding spot.

"then what was that about?" i look at him dead in the eye he looks at me back. he doesn't say a word. "colby," i touch his shoulder "than what was it about?" "it was about you." colby licks he lips as he sighs "what the fuck do you mean its about me?" he backs up "oh y/n you really wanna know?" i shake my head yes.

"brennen is right all I do is talk about you all the time and think about you. don't you notice? I flirt with you all the time and I'm always there for you more than anybody else." I furrow my eyebrows together. "what do you mean dont i notice, isn't that what best friends are supposed to do?  be there there for each other all the time."

"how more oblivious can't you get y/n." he closes his eyes for a moment to reopen them and make eye contact with me "i love you y/n."

"no,no,no what do you mean you 'love me' you can't love me we're only friends."

I could follow you to the beginning

Just to relive the start

And maybe then we'd remember to slow down

At all of our favorite parts

"y/n remember my favorite memory of us at the carnival? I still even have a carnival tickets."

~flashback~

"y/n, im going to win you that big purple bear okay?" i look at him "oh why? what if i want the pink one?" i point, "you don't like pink your favorite color is purple."

"ah your right mr. brock!" we are next in line for the basketball game. "colby, if i dont get that purple bear by tonight, I will cry." I say, in a overdramatic voice, "oh, and I will hate to see my favorite girl crying." he laughs.

he makes four baskets in a row, the man working at the stand says "congratulations you have won, now you can pick any prize you want." colby looks at me, smiling happy that he accomplish something "uh, can i get the big purple teddy bear up for this lovely lady right here." the guy working at the stand gave me the big fluffy purple teddy bear, "what should we name it?"I ask, "we should name it noodles." i giggle "and why is that?"

"because our favorite food is noodles."

~flashback ends~

"okay but-" I get interrupted by Colby.

"do you remember the time where I practically admitted to being in love with you?"

~flashback~

me and Colby we're sitting at the beach late at night. It was pitch black dark in the stars are looking beautiful as ever. we sat in silence as we watch the waves, crashing to the shore. We look at the stars, dazzling, bright, as ever. "do you ever think about your future husband?" colby broke the silence, "well, no why?" I look over at Colby, and he still looking at the stars "well I think about my future wife all the time want me to describe her for you."

"yeah." he looks at me, "my future, wife is the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen. She has have the most dropdead gorgeous smile ever and she has hypnotizing eyes that sucks. You in every time you look at her. she is adventurous, risk-taking and fun to be around. she has long y/h/c, and y/e/c eyes. she is just amazing."

"sounds like you're describing me." i laugh, "i am" he looks me dead in the eye "okay colby enough of the joking I'm cold, let's go back to the house."

~end flashback~

"oh my god." is all i could say. colby steps close to me and kisses me on the lips, his hand pressed on my hips as i wrap my my arms around his neck. our lips move in sync, we break the kiss.

"all i wanted was you y/n."





#fanfic #imagines #writing #colby brock #colby brock x reader #core 4 #fiction #oneshots #sam and colby #scenarios #trap house #sam golbach #first kiss

[n3tworksucks]

Quackity fic where him and reader are best friends who are in love with each other??

hey! so sorry for the wait and thank you for requesting. sorry if it not quite what you wanted but I tried so lmk if its good or not cus idk lol

summary: you and alex have been best friends for years, but you start to get a feeling that maybe you should be more. so you decide to talk to him about it.

warnings: use of quackitys real names, like one cuss word lmk if i missed any

word count:1189

I think I love you

you and alex. alex and you. that how its always been for the past few years. the chaotic duo all your friends in school knew, the sweet and loving friendship yours and his parents knew, the bond you and him knew would last a lifetime. you always had a strong feeling in your chest when you were around him, pushing it off thinking it was just the excitement of getting to spend another day together,or opening his texts or answering his calls a little too quickly(which you nor him minded anyways).and maybe Alex felt the same as well, only really wanting to go to school because you were there, or making room on his schedule to go downtown with you and do stupid shit. yeah, maybe that is just what best friends do for each other, but something with yours and his feelings always felt extra, like something was trying with everything in its power to get you closer,but you would again push it off because how in the world would you guys get any closer than you already were, already knowing each others worst fears, most embarrassing moments or darkest secrets. well except one,

which is "I think I might love you". and of course you would never tell him that. it was just a silly little thought that no meaning whatsoever..which is what you would try to tell yourself whenever you would think of it, and you never really did think of it a lot. only whenever you had meaningful conversations and 3am, and whenever he would say something that would make you laugh, and whenever you were with him… and whenever you thought of him… ok so I guess all the time but come on, hes such a lovable person. always trying his best at comforting you when you're sad or helping you study, and that only made you love him more unfortunately. I guess you can say you were kind of mad at yourself when you would wish you and him were more than friends, not wanting things to be awkward if he doesn't feel the same and somehow having years of friendship down the drain. so you keep to yourself. and you were doing a great job of doing that until the feeling of this love for your best friend would just get so strong it would make you sad. you were sad because you wish you could go out to actual dates and going to school dances without going "ohh you should date him" or "you should date her" as a joke. you wanna just spend all your time just with him not thinking about anyone or anything else but each other and just enjoying being in each other's presence. but that would be a little weird if friends did it. it would sting a little when you would hang up the phone and and didn't say I love you. you got tired of feeling this way, feeling like you're just stuck on one big stupid question when you know the answer, so why don't you just talke to him about it, is what you thought about at night for a few days trying to plan how you're gonna bring it up to him. but of course, non of the plans worked without being awkward, but you did decide that you wanted to hang out at some random park and talk(and maybe make fun of some little kids),and would just let fate take over.

its the day, the day you're gonna tell him how you feel. you couldn't tell if you were nervous or excited or both, you just knew you wanted it to be over even though nothing has started yet. so here you both sit on the set of swings just talking and laughing like usual, you start to feel that strong and now annoying feeling again. "oh god, here we go", you thought as you start feeling it, the feeling of love you now knew. you both sit in a comfortable silence as you listen to sounds of the wind blowing the leaves on the trees, the slight squeaking of the swings slowly moving back and forth."its nice today huh?"he says taking you out of your thought, thanking what ever it was that made him speak first."yeah. finally" you say causing him to slightly laugh."you know" you start to say."you really are the best thing to happen to me" you say turning you head to face him. causing him to smile and look away. you can tell he's blushing but you don't say anything."you are too" he says quietly, looking down at his hands then looks at you. another moment of silence passes, just do it, you think to yourself, say it now,"I think". you pause after that, now its your turn to look down at your hands. he waits patiently, not rushing you."I think I love you" you say, but still looking at your hands, not yet wanting to see what his reaction was, tears slowly and painfully starting to swell in your eyes but not letting them fall."and I dont wanna love you as a best friend, I wanna love you as a boyfriend." you say a little quieter, slowly turning your head to face him, hes looking forward and smiling. the smile confused you, you didn't know if it was a "I've been waiting to say that my whole life" or a  "are you stupid". "i think", he says once again pulling you out of your thoughts, still looking forward but pulling his lips into a thin line and ever so slightly squinting his eyes, looking like he's thinking. "I think I love you too" he then says slightly shocking you as he turns to look at you, " I have for a long time" he says softly. out of nowhere a rush of that feeling goes flying through your whole body, sending tingles everywhere, it was such a happy and confusing feeling but it felt great, you then start laughing. you start laughing more and more, and the tears of fear from beforethen turn to tears of laughter. alex starts to look confused at first, but your laugh being so contagious he starts laughing as well. about 30 seconds go by and you start settling down, tears going away, it is then another comfortable silence."so what was that about" he says, you assume hes asking about the hysterical laughter that just happened,"just. happy I guess" you say smiling" well I am too. I guess" he says mocking the way you said i guess. "so." you say"so." he says " what does this make us now?"you say looking at him" well what do you wanna be now?"he says "I wanna be more than best friends" you say "then that we'll be" he says with care, holding out his hand. you take it, and hold it in yours, happy that this confusion and sadness is replaced with certainty and happiness, along with other great feelings. this day will forever be remembered by the both of you, all because the you both exchanged 5 words. I think i love you.

#quackity #quackityhq #quackity x reader #quackity imagines #quackity oneshots

[jjxkiaraxpopexcleoxjohnbxsarah]

So lately i've been rlly interested in Nancy Drew

and i am obsessed with Nace- i love them so much so i decided to write a fic.

Also why did they not give us a scene at the hospital with Ace in a coma ????

My friend @drewslegacy also made a piece for this fic

Hope someone out there enjoys this- You can also read this on ao3

ALSO PLEASE SUPPORT PALESTINE AND REMEMBER THAT THIS IS GENOCIDE NOT A WAR

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"It's Ace he was in a car accident"

As George uttered those words out, all the blood drained from Nancy's face.

Her mind was in a whirlwind of emotions - shock, fear, and disbelief. How could this be happening? Ace was always so careful, so cautious behind the wheel.

When she arrived at the hospital, she was greeted by the sight of Bess and Nick, their faces pale and strained with worry.

Bess was sobbing as George rushed to hug her whilst Nancy just stood there, her face blank.

"I-i don't know what to do, they took him to surgery and what if- he can't die" Bess breaks into sobs again and it breaks Nancy's heart.

To see her usually happy, annoying friend crying and looking so helpless.

As she sits down, she spots a white bag on the chair next to her.

"Is that Ace's?"

Nick nods sadly, "Bess didn't want his mum to see"

Nancy starts looking through the bag.

"What are you doing?" George asks.

"The last time we talked.. Ace and I had a difficult conversation"

How am i supposed to trust anything you say

"He felt like he was letting us down"

I'm gonna fix this

"He wanted to prove something, find out if Laura is connected to Tiffany's death"

Nancy sighs as she finally finds Ace's phone. She felt a wave of nausea wash over her as she looked up to Bess.

"Bess can you unlock this please"

Bess just cries harder as she takes the phone from her with shaky hands.

She unlocks it before giving it back to Nancy.

Nancy finds the voice recording.

"Laura slow down!"

"I-i can't it won't stop Ace!"

"Stop the car!"

"I-i can't control it!"

"What the hell who was in control of the car?" George asks as she sits next to Nancy.

"Somebody who wanted Laura dead"

Nick sighs," I'm gonna get some coffee- this.. it's too much".

Just as he leaves McGinnis and a doctor walk towards them- they both have a frown plastered on their face.

Nancy and George exchange a fearful glance as this could only mean one thing- whatever the doc had to say it was bad.

"I'm afraid I have some difficult news to share with you. Ace, is in a coma"

Bess cries out" What do you mean... a-a coma"

Nancy place a hand on her shoulder as she tries to calm her own breathing.

It' all her fault- she got angry at Ace.

She made him think he had to prove something.

"C-can I see him"

The doctor tries to object but McGinnis beats her to it.

"Just let her have 5 minutes"

The doctor gives the girls a sympathetic look and nods.

Nancy follows the doctor as she takes her to Ace's room.

The sight that greets her was one she would never forget - Ace, her calm and vibrant friend, laying motionless in the bed, his body battered and bruised from the crash.

Tubes and wires were attached to his body, beeping and whirring with every heartbeat.

Nancy feels a wave of grief wash over her, but she pushes it back, as she took his hand, her heart aching with love and concern.

"Ace, it's me, Nancy. I'm here, I'm here for you. You're going to be okay, I know it."

The machines beeped and whirred, but there was no response from Ace.

Nancy's heart sinks as the tears finally roll down her face.

I'm gonna fix it

How am i supposed to trust anything you say

Nancy sobs, placing a gentle kiss on Ace's cold hand.

She's gonna fix it all, she's gonna get her friend back and show him that he is worth something. That he is enough.

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This was rubbish but i hope at least one person likes it.

#nancy drew #nace #fanfic #really bad #nancy x ace #nancy drew cw #ace hardy #platanchors #Bess worries about Ace

[raggstorice]

Ok so. I'm working on Flash Headcanons for Gender but... I don't know that many genders. So in the meantime...

Incorrect Quotes Part: 1

(using the Incorrect Quotes generator)

Heartslabyul

(ft. Che'nya and MC)

Riddle: What does 'take out' mean?

Trey: Food.

Deuce: Dating

Cater: Murder

Ace: IT CAN MEAN ALL THREE IF YOU'RE NOT A COWARD.

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(At 3am)

Riddle, after drinking too much coffee: What if the person who named Walkie Talkies named everything?

Ace: Pregnancy tests are Maybe Babies

Deuce: Socks are Feetie Heaties

Cater: Forks are Stabby Grabbies

Ace: Defibrillators are Heartie Starties

Deuce: Nightmares are Dreamy Screamies

Cater: Stamps are Lickie Stickies

Trey, annoyed: You are disappointments

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Riddle: Are any of you d-

Cater: Depressed?

Trey: Drained?

Deuce: Dumb?

Ace: Disliked?

Riddle: -done with Professor Crewel's homework... what is wrong with you people...

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(During winter break Riddle attempts to talk to his mother. It doesn't go well.)

Riddle: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast?

Deuce: Several traffic violations.

Ace: Three counts of resisting arrest.

Cater: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks.

Trey: Also, that’s not our car.

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Trey: Nothing in life is free.

Deuce: Love is free!

Cater: Adventure is free.

Riddle: Knowledge is free.

Ace: Everything is free if you take it without paying.

(Trey was not amused)

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Trey, talking about Che'nya: So uhhh... my question is: my friend keeps on going into the pantry and grabbing handfuls of fettuccine... uncooked...

Cater: I would hope they're not grabbing handfuls of cooked fettuccine!

Riddle: In our pantry!

Trey: Yeah... and eating them raw, and they keep calling them 'chips'. ... How do I make them stop?

Cater: Is your friend here?

Trey, motioning to Che'nya's floating head: Yeah.

Ace, to Che'nya: You're a monster! Words MEAN things! >:(

Deuce: Does anybody remember- I haven't been to Olive Garden in... about a few months- but they DO have a like- fettuccine bottle that you can just- grab em out of and chew-

Deuce, to Ace and MC: HOLD ON. WAS THIS A PRANK YOU GUYS PULLED ON ME WHEN WE WENT TO OLIVE GARDEN ?!

Deuce: NO, STOP. EVERYBODY SHUT UP. DO THEY GIVE YOU RAW FETTUCCINE TO CHEW ON IN THE LOBBY OF THE OLIVE GARDEN

Everyone else: No.

Deuce, to Ace and Mc: YOU FUCKIN BASTARDS

Ace: OH MY GOD YOU ACTUALLY FELL FOR IT-

MC: THE PRESTIGE!

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Deuce: I’m an idiot.

Ace:

Riddle:

Cater:

Trey:

MC:

Deuce:

Ace: If you’re waiting for us to disagree, this is going to be a long day.

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Ace: There are seven chairs and ten kids. What do you do?

Riddle: Have everyone stand.

Deuce: Bring three more chairs!

Cater: The most important ones can sit down.

Trey, quietly: Kill three.

Everyone: ... :0

(unhinged Trey gives me fuel)

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Riddle: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the items you have lost throughout your life

Trey: Self-esteem, haven't seen you in years!

Deuce: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this!

Cater: I knew I lost that potential somewhere!

Ace: My moral code, is that you?

Riddle:

Riddle: I was just gonna show you this cool trunk my father gave me but do you guys need a hug?

(Dad Rosehearts is a good father agenda.)

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Riddle: What did you guys get in your yearbook? I got 'most likely to succeed'

Ace, confused: 'Prettiest Smile'

Cater, totally not bitter: 'Nicest Personality'

Deuce, also bitter: 'Most likely to start a bar fight'

Trey: 'Least likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one'

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Trey: What’s something you guys are better than Riddle at?

Deuce: Mario Kart.

Cater: Yeah, video games.

Ace: Emotional vulnerability.

(That's a lie Ace. No one in NRC is good at that.)

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Riddle, trying his best: That's it, we're gonna go out and find what we need!

Cater: To the town?

Riddle: Yeah, no matter what!

Trey: Well- How exactly do you propose we do that, exactly?

Riddle: I... I don't know!

Ace: Oh come off it, be serious!

Riddle: I am serious!

Ace: You're insane!

Deuce: Why, if only we were all wiener dogs, our problems would be solved!

Everyone:

Riddle: What???

Deuce: Or maybe it was a basset hound!

Ace, panicked: YOU'RE ALL INSANE!

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Riddle: Looking left cause you don’t treat me right

Ace: Looking right because you left

Deuce: Looking up cause you let me down

Cater: Looking down cause you fucked up

Trey, just trying to bake/ confused on how they got Riddle into this: What is wrong with you guys

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MC: We’ve been conducting an ongoing study to see what Deuce will and will not eat.

Ace: Grass? Yes!

Cater: Moss? Yes!!

MC: Leaves? Ohh, yes!

Cater: Shoelaces? Strange but true!

Ace: Worms? Sometimes!

MC: Rocks? Usually nah.

Ace: Twigs? Usually!

Cater: Riddle's cooking? Inconclusive...

Trey: How did you… test this?

Ace: You just hand them stuff and say ‘eat this’ and if they eat it, they eat it.

Trey: ... I don’t know how to feel about this.

Riddle: IS THAT WHERE ALL MY SPARE SHOELACES WENT?

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Trey, trying to convince Riddle to join the group: You know... I thought it'd be good to have someone come along who's really... strong!

Ace: And strict!

Deuce: And grumpy!

Ace: And oblivious to reality!

MC, bitter from Riddle insulting them in chapter one: And a fucking ASSHOLE.

Trey:

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Deuce: Why isn’t the statue smirking at me?

Ace: It isn’t smirking at anyone, they’re all just imagining it.

Riddle: Three of us saw it, Ace. How do you explain that?

Ace: points at Trey Sleep deprivation. points at MC Paranoia. points at Cater Delusional personality disorder.

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(Playing one of those card games like cards against humanity)

Riddle, reading off the card: Good responses for being stabbed with a knife?

Ace: Rude.

Deuce: That’s fair.

Cater: Not again.

Trey: Are you going to want this back?

Riddle:

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Riddle: Where's Ace, Deuce, and Cater?

Trey: They're playing hide and seek.

Riddle: Where?

Trey: I don't think you get how this game works.

(Riddle with his lack of childhood)

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(Authors Note: Hope you enjoy this while I figure out both their gender and my own...)

#twisted wonderland #riddle rosehearts #ace trappola #deuce spade #cater diamond #trey clover #che'nya twst #chenya #twst mc #twst yuu #inccorect quotes #divus crewel #mentioned #hes there #once. #disney twst #twst

[toomuchracket]

i just typed out like 14 ross hcs/requests but i’m gonna take a deep breath and not annoy tf out of u so. here’s one

something a little angsty a little hurt/comfort he’s just having a rough time on tour like maybe he’s tired it’s catching up to him and he strikes me as the type of person who’s guilty that he’s sad (“i’m supposed to be the happy friend” type beat) and when he calls you hes just ugh i’m getting old it’s getting hard i just wanna come home to you point is he’s just so DOWN and you feel so bad you can’t do anything about it and then you and the guys plan a surprise visit for you to wherever in the world they currently are and you just. comfort him. maybe bring some home To him yanno

i answered quite a similar vibe here but i didn't quite go into detail on ross talking to you so i'll do that! so he's got your candle lit and he's waiting for you to finish work to call him - as soon as he picks up and says hi, you know something's up. and you're like "baby what is it?" and ross is like "... i'm just so drained, love. and not just from playing shows with not a lot of time off in between - i miss you so much. have half a mind to just get on a flight and come home tomorrow". and you're so sad for him and shocked - ross would never leave tour like that, he loves his job and he loves the boys, so you know something's definitely up. you're like "have you not told the boys how you're feeling? i'm sure they'd help you feel better" and ross says "nah, i haven't. s'usually me doing that to them, i think they'd probably freak out if i needed reassurance haha" (a mirthless laugh), and you're like "oh baby, i wish i could be there" and ross sighs like "i wish for that too, more than anything. but i'll be ok, my love - anyway, tell me about your day, distract me a bit". so you do, and ross genuinely does cheer up a bit, but after you hang up to go to sleep he just sits on his bed and cries a little when the boys find him. and they know something's up - when matty sends you the cute pic of the boys the next day he also says "hey, don't wanna upset you but ross is proper struggling with being away. had your candle burning the whole day yesterday" and you reply like "ah fuck he told me he was down but i didn't think it was this bad. i hate it", and matty's like "look i know you guys agreed it wouldn't make sense for you to come on tour, but i think it's the best thing for him. up for that?" and you agree. you fly out the next week and jamie meets you at the airport and drives you to the venue so you're there to surprise ross when he gets there; you sit in the green room with a coffee, grinning as you hear the boys' voices increase in volume as they near the door, and wave as they all enter like "surprise!". and ross genuinely tears up when he sees you and just runs to grab you and hug you tightly - you're like "sorry if i stink i literally just got off a plane" and ross laughs and he's like "i'm lowkey sick of your perfume anyway i've been burning it in candle form for weeks", and you're jokingly like "oi!" and ross giggles like "never gonna be sick of the taste of your lips though. may i?" and you nod and he just kisses you so deeply (george is in the back oohing like a 12 year old but everyone else is cheering). and you just kinda sit with ross as he preps for the show, and stand at his side of the stage as he performs - he's so much more relaxed and happier with you there cheering him on and blowing kisses, and i think he doesn't let go of you at all from the minute the show ends <3

#mads answers asks #mads muses #ross asks #fluff asks

[srslysierraa]

Since you’re desperate for requests

Hc for Tengen and Kyo with s/o who sews as a hobbie. Or s/o who is overall creative and crafty❤️

String of Us.

prompt ;; being a Hashira is draining, that's something even a crow would know. And though you may not able to stand alongside him in holding a katana, you can always be his recharge station with the way you hold a thread and a needle.

type ;; fluff! headcanons.

chars. involved ;; tengen uzui | kyojuro rengoku

a/n ;; I'm a bit confused on if i should make it that Tengen's three wives are still here, and we're like the fourth s/o, or if we're his only s/o. In the end i chose on the latter, but it's not even brought up much so it doesn't matter.

k.yojuro rengoku

You guys have known eachother even before his father went into his despairing phase.

Needless to say, both his father and Senjuro loves you.

You're good at sewing things together, or even making something from scratch, and even if it's not sewing – you're just happy to be able to spend time with Senjuro creating the weirdest of things.

Of course, you and Kyojuro does this too. Whenever he has time.

You'd make him all kinds of Haori, most having that flame pattern to go with his title as the Flame Hashira, and you best believe he has worn each one at least three times to a mission.

He'd brag about it too! Anywhere, anytime, if given the chance.

His Haori got ripped thanks to a demon? "Ha! It'd be a shame for me to return in such a state, though I'm sure (Y/n) would simply fix it with their extraordinary skills, i still cannot forgive you for ruining their hardwork!"

You made a new one for him to wear? "Why of course! (Y/n) made it for me you see? They are nothing but talented, being able to create such an amazing— what do you mean you already know what I'm gonna say?"

And not even just his Haori, you made a thing for his katana? He'll never put it off. Something you made for his uniform? Front and center on his chest, wearing it like a proud badge.

If something you made fell apart? Lost? He'd approach you, slowly, before asking if there's anything you'd like to do - like a picnic, a walk, anything, so he can soothe your mind (well, more like his) before telling you. That smile never leaving his face.

Or option two, wait until Senjuro's the one who tells you.

Also! You better believe he'll buy you stuff for your hobbies when he's out on missions, if he sees a roll of fabric with cute motives, he'll buy the whole thing and rush home as a gift for being away.

Or even cute trinkets he thinks you can sew on things. Anything he thinks you'll like, he'll get it.

All in all, he loves you, and finds the things you do to be endearing and interesting. 10/10 man.

t.engen uzui

See, if Kyojuro brags about you anywhere, anytime.

This man brags about you EVERYwhere, EVERYtime.

Unlike being with Kyojuro, most of the time you can't even do the things you want to do peacefully because he'll butt in with his smirk like- "Oh my, is that for me? That's definitely for me. I mean, look at how flashy it is!"

Like yeah, okay, i get it, now go away so i can finish this for fuck's sake-

IMMEDIATELY WEARS THE THING YOU MADE, no question asked.

Would even request stuff to you, he'd be back from a mission, all sweaty and stuff, and yet the first thing he'll say is. "(Y/N). I just had this flashy idea for a kimono i could wear for new years! And, and—"

He'll stop himself when he sees you tapping your foot with your arms crossed, before pouting.

"I meannn, can my beautiful (s/o) do something really cool and flashy for their obviously great husband?"

How are you going to get mad at that?

He'll watch you intently, it can be a bit annoying when he asks numerous questions about what is what, where goes where, and then boasting about how he could probably do it if you teach him.

But there's also moments where it's soft, and nice. He's sitting next to you, watching you focus as your hands worked its way with a needle, careful not to make mistakes.

The look on your face was enough to get him to smile, and of course lifting you up from the ground and spinning you around whenever you give him something new. Whether it's something he wants or something you made as a surprise.

Save Sanemi. He's so tired of Tengen's loud ass bragging about "MY (S/O) MADE THIS AND ALL OF YOU NEEDS TO SEE."

But he's just really proud, he'll wear anything happily, even if it's plain. That's how much he loves you. And he will spoil you with the things you need to continue your hobbies.

Who knows, you might even get yourself a new pair of kimono on your birthday. Really roughly made, but you can tell he tried especially with the amount of badazzle on it. One might even say it's quite flashy.

#kimetsu no yaiba #kny x reader #kny x you #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer #kny kyojuro #rengoku x reader #rengoku kyojuro #kyojuro x reader #tengen x reader #uzui tengen #tengen x you

[forestcat000]

ro'meave incorrect quotes

im bored heres some incorrect quotes

zane: Good morning. garroth: Good morning. vylad: Good morning. garte: You all sound like robots, try spicing it up a bit. zianna: MORNING MOTHERFUCKERS

garte: Nothing in life is free. zianna: Love is free! vylad: Adventure is free. zane: Knowledge is free. garroth: Everything is free if you take it without paying.

garte: I’m an idiot. zianna: vylad: zane: garroth: garte: zianna: If you’re waiting for us to disagree, this is going to be a long day.

garte: Anyone d- zianna: Depressed? vylad: Drained? zane: Dumb? garroth: Disliked? garte: -done with their work... what is wrong with you people ...

garte: There are seven chairs and ten kids. What do you do? zianna: Have everyone stand. vylad: Bring three more chairs! garroth: The most important ones can sit down. zane: Kill three.

garte: Good responses for being stabbed with a knife? zianna: Rude. vylad: That’s fair. garroth: Not again. zane: Are you going to want this back?

garte: Bridge the generation gap by combining old and new slang into one! zianna: Tubular AF! vylad: Mood to the max! garroth, annoyed: Groovy, I hate it. zane, just as annoyed: If she breathes, she’s a square.

garte: Bye zianna! Bye vylad! Bye garroth! Bye zane! Bye zianna! vylad: You said ‘bye zianna’ twice. garte: I like zianna.

garte: We’ve been conducting an ongoing study to see what vylad will and will not eat. zianna: Grass? Yes! garte: Moss? Yes!! zianna: Leaves? Ohh, yes! garte: Shoelaces? Strange but true! zianna: Worms? Sometimes! garte: Rocks? Usually nah. zianna: Twigs? Usually! garte: zane's cooking? Inconclusive! garroth: How did you… test this? garte: You just hand them stuff and say ‘eat this’ and if they eat it, they eat it. garroth: ... I don’t know how to feel about this. zane: IS THAT WHERE ALL MY SPARE SHOELACES WENT?

garte: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the items you have lost throughout your life zianna: Self-esteem, haven't seen you in years! vylad: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this! garroth: I knew I lost that potential somewhere! zane: My moral code, is that you? garte: garte: I was just gonna show you this cool trunk my mother left me but do you guys need a hug?

garte: So uhhh... my question is: my friend keeps on going into the pantry and grabbing handfuls of fettuccine... uncooked... garroth: I would hope they're not grabbing handfuls of cooked fettuccine! zane: In your pantry! garte: Yeah... and eating them raw, and they keep calling them 'chips'. ... How do I make them stop? garroth: Is your friend here? garte, motioning to zianna: Yeah. garroth, to zianna: You're a monster! Words MEAN things! >:( vylad: Does anybody remember- I haven't been to Olive Garden in many moons- but they DO have a like- fettuccine bottle that you can just- grab em out of and chew- vylad: HOLD ON. WAS THIS A PRANK YOU GUYS PULLED ON ME WHEN WE WENT TO OLIVE GARDEN AS KIDS?! vylad: NO, STOP. EVERYBODY SHUT UP. DO THEY GIVE YOU RAW FETTUCCINE TO CHEW ON IN THE LOBBY OF THE OLIVE GARDEN Everyone else: No. vylad, to garroth and zane: YOU FUCKIN BASTARDS garroth: YAAAAAAAAY! zane: THE PRESTIGE!

garte: I’ve done a lot of dumb stuff. zianna: I witnessed the dumb stuff. vylad: I recorded the dumb stuff. garroth: I joined in on the dumb stuff. zane: I TRIED TO STOP YOU FROM DOING THE DUMB STUFF!!!

garte: What does 'take out' mean? zianna: Food. vylad: Dating garroth: Murder zane: IT CAN MEAN ALL THREE IF YOU'RE NOT A COWARD.

garte: *Gently taps table* zane: *Taps back* vylad: What are they doing? garroth: Morse code. garte: *Aggressively taps table* zane: *Slams hands down* YOU TAKE THAT BACK-

garte: *Screams* zane: *Screams louder to assert dominance* vylad: Should we do something?! garroth, observing: No, I want to see who wins this.

garte, setting down a card: Ace of spades zane, pulling out an Uno card: +4 vylad, pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you garroth, trembling: What are we playing

garte, banging on the door: zane! Open up! zane: Well, it all started when I was a kid... vylad: No, they meant- garroth: Let them finish.

#aphmau #aphmau zane #zane ro'meave #garroth ro'meave #aphmau garroth #aphmau vylad #vylad ro'meave #aphmau zianna #zianna ro'meave #aphmau garte #garte ro'meave #incorrect quotes

[berryunho]

Just binge-read The Answer in a day and let me say that the plot is fucking insane, how the hell do you people come up with something so intense? Lmao, anyways I love reacting to mc's actions and inner monologue like a bff hearing some tea over a videocall "girl no he stabbed you, dont think about him as a normal person, he isnt one, with him its supposed to be throwing hands on sight for sURVIVAL"

And yet I still managed to get gaslit, girlbossed and gatekept by her relationship with san, tell me why I was here reading chapter 29 and thinking "wow he really is bringing up some red flags now after that fight" and then had to stop myself right there because the very first red flag that man had raised was from the very beginning wheRE HE GREETS HER TO THE CULT *BC HE IS PART OF THE MF CULT*

I CANT BELIEVE I FELL FOR IT, WTF

Anyways, can't wait for more, but take your time lol, I am as excited as everyone else but you are doing this for free and with something this good it's honestly such a service, thanks for all the effort <3 hope you're doing well and hope that you keep writing even after or outside of The Answer because you genuinely do such an amazing job building up descriptions and characters, I am very curious about everything we are yet to see, and I did wanna ask, sorry if you have answered this before, but do you already have an ending planned for the story?

- 👁👁

UM ? I LOVE YOU WAIT LET ME PUT THE OTHER MESSAGES UNDER THE READ MORE AND THEN RESPOND LAKDJF;ALKSDFJ

Just wanted to add that not only do I react like a nosy bff in a call with the mc as I read The Answer, but I also judge the absolute hell out of her choices not as in "this is gonna get you killed" but as in "I would 100% be going tinfoil hat in HJ's ass about the other world ages ago for entertainment alone" I CAN'T BE THE ONLY ONE CMON Mr Cultist wants me to go from city dwelling college student to hillbilly cult wifey in 2 days? HE TAKES AWAY MY PHONE ONLY TO TELL ME HIS BIBLE FANFIC IS BASED OFF THE SHIFTING REALITIES COMMUNITY? THE ONE THAT WAS BIG ON TIKTOK IN 2021? Be fucking for real, I would, on day 1, sit down in front of him and go "already, so whats up with the other you? You two still chat? Also whats up with his version of Hwa? Is he a petty little shit too? Are they in a questionable fwb situationship too? Do you still get prophecies? If so, why are there so many prints of your walmart bible around? Cause that seems like an awful waste when you will inevitably have to print just as many more with the new updates so wtf" He takes away my entertainment when I have the attention span of a 4 year old? Fine, he is gonna have to entertain *me* now to make up for it, bible study time? More like you are now my social media outlet where I'm gonna rant about my crazy theories, my favorite ships and I will overanalyze each and every plot hole in your bible sir, I don't care that its a prophecy, I want consistency from your writing about the other world, I want detailed descriptions, I want to feel like I am there, how do you expect to win New York's best seller with this vague ass paragraph about your little lost boys crew in trenchcoats? I'm gonna annoy him into killing me and realizing I'm not the one, his stalking time all going down the drain. I consider this an absolute win for me.

Okay I'm so sorry for sending another ask when I just sent two humongous ones lol but I did remember one thing I wanted to ask and I hope it doesn't come off wrong bc I mean nothing bad about it at all but back when HJ was all "I'm only gonna do the devils tango with you when you beg me to uwu" and mc thinks "damn, at least my local cult leader got some consent morals going" I couldn't help but stop myself and wonder: girl. He made out with you. In front of at least 40 people. When you were drugged. Clearly tripping. By his orders. And he stabbed you right after but most importantly he has bragged about making out with you IN FRONT OF A CROWD WHEN YOU WERE TRIPPING BY HIS OWN DESIGN And yknow, my question is: was mc's (continuous) lapse in judgment in this moment to blame for her not realizing he in fact does not give a flying fuck about consent and she just let that slide bc the cult mentality was getting to her (which we do see progress over the story, and its been one of the most interesting parts of the fic btw, I think you did really well with that) or did you not mean for it to be that and I read too much into it? Lol because yeah he is a self admitted and apparently diagnosed psycho but you'd think he would see how this morals he just tried to brag and seduce her with are not moralling at all. Or maybe he just hoped she wouldn't realize his delusional-moral compass isn't gonna point correctly no matter what way he tries, I'm definitely thinking too hard about it at this point lmao HE REALLY IS GETTING INTO MY PARANOID BRAIN, THE MIND GAMES ARE CONSUMING ME FR Anyways, again, sorry for the long asks one right after the other, I'll stop pestering now.

I fucking lied, I'm sending another one to ask if you happen to have any fics to recommend that maybe give off The Answer vibes or that you think may be a good read while we are all on standby bc I just got hit by the withdrawals-after-a-good-fic now that I realized I can't keep reading since I got to the last chapter lol. I'm so sorry. - 👁👁

first of all let me say it again: i love you. thank you so much for reading the answer and for being kind and for wanting to tell me and ask me so many things!! i really, really appreciate it and pls dont feel bad for sending me asks (big or small) bc it just makes me SO happy lol i feel bad that you've been waiting for a response for so long but LKJF:KDJF:AKDF I WILL DO MY BEST TO ADDRESS EVERYTHING so here we go:

I did wanna ask, sorry if you have answered this before, but do you already have an ending planned for the story?

hehe no worries at all!! i do have an ending planned and i know how we will get there, but there are certain elements and plot points that aren't solid yet and could be changed!! but i am set on the ending ^^

the entire second ask is just so valid. like tbh i would absolutely be the same. like id be scared af for a few days but once i realized i wasnt gonna like DIE immediately and that i could get away with annoying hj like at least a little bit id be on his ass. honestly and truly the main reason that i havent written more of like... the answer in the story is bc im too concerned that anything i wrote would be torn apart for analysis when i wouldnt actually be reading that far into it LKJA;SKFDJSD bc like you're right anything that hj would be writing would be very pertinent information TO HIM but like... does it actually mean anything... or is it just words... LOL idk if that makes sense but everytime i try to write like in the style of a religious text with the answer lore it sounds so ridiculous i just cannot take myself seriously enough to do it KLAJKS;DFJASKFD BUT HELP YOU POINTING OUT THE SHIFTING LORE? LITERALLY THE EXACT SYSTEM I STOLE THIS LORE FROM I HAD NO IDEA WHAT I WAS DOING WHEN I STARTED WRITING I WAS JUST LIKE idfk whats something weird that i can connect to the ateez lore that i dont remotely understand AND THATS WHAT I CAME UP WITHALKDSFLA;JDSFJLSKDJ you are real

And yknow, my question is: was mc's (continuous) lapse in judgment in this moment to blame for her not realizing he in fact does not give a flying fuck about consent and she just let that slide bc the cult mentality was getting to her (which we do see progress over the story, and its been one of the most interesting parts of the fic btw, I think you did really well with that) or did you not mean for it to be that and I read too much into it?

eheheeheheheheh i really was waiting for someone to point this one out!!! i definitely meant it to be a lapse in her judgement and like a ...... hmmm idk how to put it like she's selectively forgetting things that don't match with what she WANTS to believe !! like personally i would never in my life write a member of ateez to be a rapist so we obvs won't be worrying about that BUT if this were a real situation, that would probably be a very real fear to have and i figured it would be a good thing to address in case anyone was like. worried about that. LKAJSKFDJASDLFK but yes you're right they're obviously not above MURDER so like. how much credit can we give them. its really just mc wanting desperately to alleviate some of her fear and believe that she is at least a tiny bit safe (even though that is CLEARLY not the case)

if you happen to have any fics to recommend that maybe give off The Answer vibes or that you think may be a good read while we are all on standby

heh this one is tough because ... im not really a fanfic reader LAKJDFKLAJSDFK but my beloved mutuals bee (@atzfilm) and caly (@hongism) are geniuses hehe !! bee writes dark fics that are mwah chefs kiss and caly writes mists of celeste which has a toxic unyielding leader hongjoong. so. you know.

SO YEAH ANYWAYS? THANK YOU SO MUCH AGAIN FOR THESE ASKS AJDKFALSDKFJSKLDJ AND IM SORRY AGAIN THAT IT TOOK ME FOREVER TO REPLY AND THAT THE UPDATE IS ALSO TAKING FOREVER LOL I HOPE YOU'RE STILL AROUND LAKJDFLKSJDF

#👁👁 anon #answered

[voiceless-people]

Stilton cookie and Sunflower Cookie having a shower thought conversation. Literally. Stilton and Almond are weird about each other too I guess.

(I just vaugepost for 500 words. Yeag)

She had heard the door creak open, but heard no footsteps enter. Sunflower just assumed whoever was there meant to grab something and left, but there still were no footsteps or any noise for that matter. The door clicked closed.

"Can we talk?" Stilton spoke up, tapping one of his clawed fingers on the wall. He hovered in the doorway for a moment before sitting on the counter beside the sink.

She chuckled.

"There isn't a better time?" Hot water was running over Sunflowers body, soap being rinsed down the drain. She'd just put conditioner in her hair, the water weighing its petal-like shape into waterlogged flat yellow. She couldn't see him through the showers curtain, but the ghost sighed.

"... Probably." He kept tapping the counter. He paused. "Do you like it back here? In the city I meant. Well the apartment too."

"Not particularly. Cities are cold, and the buildings block the sun." Sunflower stares at the wall, letting the hot water wash away the rest of the soap. She stood in it for longer. "I don't think he wants me here, and I'm not inclined to stay either."

Stilton swished his tail- it phasing safely through any objects before curling in his lap. God it was annoying when he couldn't just down his physical opacity. Hm. Odd way to think of it. Annoying when he was alive. Sounds simpler, yeah?

"Well. I'd reckon if my wife ran off an' left me with our tot I wouldn't be too happy to see her either."

"Your wife?" His tapping stopped. She laughed again, finally turning the shower off.

"Hm. Well maybe I'd be upset for the ladder." The specter watched Sunflower peel her arm around the curtain, attempting to grab at a towel on the wall. Stilton leaned over to hand it to her.

"Yeah. Either way- you and I don't stay places long. I'm doing it for his daughter, but it's weird being near people I used to know." She wrung out her hair and wrapped the towel around her. "It's odd, seeing her all grown up after 19 or so years. But she doesn't seem to mind it, why?"

The curtain slid to the side and Sunflower stepped out. Stilton snorted, but covered his mouth. Now probably wasn't the time to laugh, but her hair was a complete mess, the long locks dampened and silly looking. She glared back playfully.

"Sorry- you look ridiculous, luv. I don't think that's gonna air dry." He's grinning, but his smile falters to look more sheepish.

"Like you're one to talk, can barely see your old dusty self in all this steam." Sunflower wipes the condensation off the mirror and flicks water at him. The specter swats at her and hops of the counter. She shoos him away, fluttering her hand. Stilton rolls his eyes and swiftly leaves the room.

He floats his way over to the apartments kitchen and looks around. Theres the pitter patter of feline footsteps behind him, and there stands the Constable and the little orange stray he liked bringing around. The cats hop up onto the counter, Constable Whiskers thick tail nearly knocking a cup straight off the edge. Stilton runs a hand over the cats back and moves away to dig through one of the cabinets.

He pulls out a tin of wet food, then digs through the utensils for a spoon. He takes Constables bowl alongside the spare for the stray and splits the can of cat food. Whiskers liked his with kibble, while little orange liked hers soupy from tap water.

Stilton doesn't hear the front door unlock, and misses the sound of keys jingling alongside something heavy being hung up. The ghost turns back around with the bowls and stops.

Almond walks by the kitchen, and the two look at eachother for a moment. The detective drops his gaze first, with a sigh he walks down the hall.

Stilton looks at the empty hall for a moment before setting down the cats food. Whiskers scarfs his down, but the little one only takes a few bites before starting at the ghost.

He let's his form become much more weighted, sliding down the side of the counter and onto the kitchen floor. The orange kitty follows him down, and sits inbetween his tail and leg. Constable joins them after a while.

#angsty i guess? #was originally supposed to be silly but. WHOOPS. #if anyone wants i can explain why they are staying with almond btw. please send in asks i am begging #stilton cookie #sunflower cookie #can't tag almond 😔 #cookie run ocs #cookie run oc

[aspenmissing]

𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙲𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗 (𝙿𝚝 𝟷)

Y/N breaths heavily in anger as she stares down at Meliodas, whose top half is buried in the ground. The crows cheered around her.

"Reaper started things off with a ferocious preemptive strike!" Meliodas sits up and looks up at Y/N with an innocent face. Y/N furrows her eyebrows and throws a punch at Meliodas.

"I'm not gonna let you get away with any of your excuses today!" She shouts, punching the air between them and causing a gust of air to blow around them.

"L-Look those girls have the wrong guy." Meliodas stutters, looking over to Diane and putting his hands up in surrender. "I don't remember them at all okay?"

"That's enough out of you! Lieutenant!" Diane shouts, crossing her arms. Ban snickers to himself.

"Already on it!" Y/N says, going to punch the Captain only for him to move his head away. The punch causes another large gust of air to fly towards the crowd. They watch in awe at the power of the young woman. Meliodas jumps back with a determined face.

"This might get ugly if I don't fight for real!" He says running forwards to Y/N with his fists raised. Y/N growls and punches at him, causing yet another large gust of wind only this time causing large cracks to go through the rock. The two begin a little first fight, each one blocking the other's attack. Y/N then knees Meliodas in the stomach only for him to deliver an uppercut to the jaw. She growls and swings her head back to Meliodas, spitting out blood.

"Your starting to annoy me!" She goes to deliver another punch and Meliodas blocks it with his hands. Ban chuckles to himself when the gust from the impact blows at him. However, the two sins fighting freeze and everyone is silent waiting for the next move.

"What happened?" Howzer asks, breaking said silence. The crowd begin booing and complaining until Howzer gets a sense of something and looks up to the sky. 

"This feeling..." Cain says, following Howzer's gaze. The crowd become annoyed, wanting the fight to continue but Y/N and Meliodas stay frozen.

"Did those two drain themselves so hard they peed their pants or something?" Hawk asks. The sins besides them don't answer but instead, make their way onto the platform where both Y/N and Meliodas have now dropped their actions and are looking towards the crowd. Ban gives Y/N back her axe before positioning himself to stare at the crowd.

"What's the matter, what are you doing?" Elizabeth asks, watching the sins stand in the centre of the platform. (P.S- didn't add this but Elizabeth is now in her dress that Hawk make her out of the cloth Diane put her in!)  Meliodas's shirt has ripped, revealing his sin mark and Y/N's collar has been loosened to show her sin mark.

"My real identity is Captain of the Eight Deadly Sins. I'm Meliodas, the Dragon Sin!" Melidoas announces. The crowd gasps and widen their eyes, while Howzer looks shocked that he has revealed who they are. "My opponent is Lieutenant of the Eight Deadly Sins. Y/N! Wolf Sin!" Y/N lets out a growl.

"We're taking over Vaizel!" Y/N says, raising her axe with a menacing smile. "Everything here belongs to us now!"

"Hold on, what?" Hawk questions, "Why'd those idiots tell them who they were!? Do you know what's going on Elizabeth?"

"I'm giving you less than one minute to clear out of the town understand, if you don't we're gonna kill you all!" Melidoas threatens his finger up in the air.

"You're not falling anyone you brats!" A villager shouts.

"What he said, you don't look a thing like them!"

"Wait, given how strong they are, it just might be true."

"I don't understand. What's gotten into the five of them?" Elizbeth thinks, watching the people she's grown to respect not threaten innocent people.

"Get the hell out of here!" Meliodas shouts. Y/N then transforms and begins growling and snarling at the villagers and they begin screaming.

"Hey what's that!" A villager shouts, pointing up at the sky. Y/N poofs back into her human form as they all turn to look at where he's pointing. Suddenly giant fireballs fly towards them, some hitting the ground. One is heading straight for the rock they are on until Meliodas jumps into the sky and uses his full encounter with his sword, quickly dispersing the fireball. He falls back onto the ground with the other sins.

"Damn, they're here already," Y/N says. In the sky stands Gulia, Jericho and Marmas stand on top of two flying manta rays?

"That equipment's sacred treasure class," King informs.

"It sure is," Meliodas confirms. "I bet Gulia's gotten a lot stronger than she was when we fought her back at the necropolis."

"And what's worse is that there's three this time," Y/N adds. "Let's split up for now." The sins split up around the village. Y/N walks around until she runs into Gulia, who is even now still smiling.

"It's been a while now, Y/N." She says.

"Hey there, Gulia. What brings you here on this fiery day?" YN asks, smirking. She lays her axe over her shoulder.

"I've learned a lot since our last battle at the necropolis. Well, the battle between the others. I'm here today for a battle between you and me now."

"So your here for revenge huh? Revenge for blasting you out of the necropolis." Y/N asks. "Oh it better not be for the silly drawings on your face, that was all Meliodas. But if it's truly a "fight" you seek then so be it." Y/N spins her axe, readying it beside her. "I'll take you on."

"I doubt that," Gulia says, lifting her Lance. "Your no longer much of a challenge." She blasts fireballs into the air which surround Y/N. She puts her axe up looking at them in confusion.

"If I get careless and touch those things, I'm guessing they'll explode on me," Y/N says, looking around at the fireballs. "It's a hassle but I'll get rid of them one by one."

"Y/N!" A voice shouts. Said woman turns her head to see Meliodas running towards her with his sword out. "Get out of there, it's a trap!" 

"They'll explode on their own, it doesn't matter how careful you are." As if on cue, a fireball besides Y/N explodes, causing her to yell and go flying forwards. "The first explosion ill cause the second to trigger which will set off a chain reaction, trapping a target in the cage of flames." While her explanation, Y/N gets blown back and forth by the explosions. Meliodas goes to jump to help his second in command only for one giant explosion to knock the two of them back. "Chain Explosion!"

A bit away, Hawk is running quickly down the road with Elizabeth sitting on top of him hanging onto the strap.

"Even if I end up as roast pork or pork-kebab, even if there's nothing left of me but my trotters, I'd still make sure to protect you Elizabeth!" Hawk says.

"I can't let you do that," Elizabeth says. 

"What?"

"We're gonna get through this in one piece, alright," Elizabeth says. Hawk comes to a skidding stop. 

"Wait, do you hear something?" The two hear a thud and look over to see Ban, Y/N and Meliodas clash together in the air before falling.

"It's Sir Meliodas, Lady Y/N and Sir Ban!" Elizabeth shouts. They watch as they hit the ground, dust covering the entire area.

"Are you done as well, Jericho?" Gulia asks, walking over to the three sins.  "What happened to your lips?" Jericho chuckles, she too walking towards the three sins.

"He didn't make it past my warm-up exercises." 

"Disposing of the Eight Deadly Sins is no more than a side objective for us," Gulia says, as the two walk towards the three sins laying on the ground. Y/N's axe is a little ways away from her as she lays on her side, her coat torn all over the place. Ban and Meliodas lay in similar conditions, only Meliodas has kept a tight hold of his sword. "Moreover, the enemy who warns the most concern is still at large."

"Hey Captain, Lieutenant?" King questions, flying through the sky on his pillow. "Looks like everyone's being evacuated." He looks down to see the three on the ground, he gasps. "Captain, Ban, Y/N!" Gulia lifts her Lance to King and shoots fireballs at him. King clenches his jaw as a fireball comes to him. "Dammit!" The fireballs explode, capturing King. The dust and explosion soon clear only to see a spinning ball of daggers spinning around an uninjured King, who has hands behind his head. "Just kidding~" 

Jericho jumps up and uses her sword to cut a gap in the knives, causing King to gasp in shock. Unknowingly to her, King recreates his chastiefol behind Jericho and hits her to the ground. Gulia shoots a fireball at King in hopes of avenging her injured comrade only for King to click his fingers to turn his chastiefol into a dozen or so knives, bringing them down like a storm onto Gulia who yells out in pain. 

"That is for hurting Y/N! Gah, stop thinking about her now King! I've gotta get these Holy Knights before they hurt her- I mean the others more!" King thinks, shaking his blush away.

"Alright, I'm just about warmed up now so why don't we- what the?" King cuts himself off, looking down at the two holy knights. The two women lay on the ground withering in pain, "Done already?"

"You sure did a number on them, King!" Hawk shouts.

"They're not dead yet though," King says, looking down at him. "And I've got a couple of questions for these ladies. So look after those three okay?"

"You mean two?" A hoarse voice says. They look over to Y/N who shakily gets up. 

"Lady Y/N! Are you okay?" Elizabeth asks, concerned for her friend. The Wolf Sin nods, smiling at her.

"Of course I am, a few explosions can't hurt me." She shakily gets up, cracking her knuckles and neck. She picks up the one half of Crono and secures it to her back(This will carry over to her wolf form FYI!)She turns around to King. "You stay safe yeah, if you need help don't be afraid to give me a shout." King holds back a stutter and blush and nods.

"Let's be on our way." Y/N poofs into her wolf form. "You get Ban and I'll get Meliodas." Hawk looks around for a second.

"Who said that?"

"I did porky," Y/N says, her wolf brows furrowing. "When I got this half of Crono back, I gained back the ability to talk to people while in this form, however, it's only through the mind because who would believe a talking wolf, am I right?" Y/N lets out a little laughing noise before bending her head down to bite into Meliodas's top. "Now, let's get these two out of here!" Hawk does the same with Ban and soon the two were running away. Elizabeth looks back at King.

"Please try and be safe, Sir King." She mumbles.

"He'll be fine, princess," Y/N says, her eyes still forwards. "He is just as strong alone as he is in a team."

After a few minutes of running, they step behind a building. Hawk and Y/N drop the two unconscious sins and Hawk begin breathing out heavily. Y/N poofs back into her human form and falls onto her butt, still injured and shaky from her attack. Elizabeth sits near Meliodas with her hands together in a praying motion.

"I'm pooped out," Hawk says. "You okay Elizabeth?" Y/N looks over at the girl, frowning.

"Please, watch over Sir Meliodas..." Elizabeth mutters.

"Your praying Elizabeth?" Hawk asks. Suddenly the girl grows a little, causing Y/N and Hawk to rub their eyes to see if it was real.

"W-What was that?!" Y/N questions, leaning towards Elizabeth. "A-Are you getting bigger?" Elizabeth turns to them.

"Huh?" She questions when she once again increases size causing Y/N and Hawk to jump back a bit startled. Elizabeth begins growing none stop.

"Oh no, my body's returning to its normal size!" Elizabeth says as the cloth begins to grow smaller as she grows bigger, hiding barely anything of the naked girl.  Elizabeth is not full height and she turns around to see someone. 

"Ellie?!" Veronica questions. Griamore turns his head flustered and in respect of the naked princess in front of him.

"V-Veronica? Big Sister?" Elizabeth asks, covering herself.

"Big sister?" Y/N and Hawk question. Hawk has his ear over his eye, while the other looks up at the princess. Y/N stands up, takes her coat off and wraps it around Elizabeth.

"Y/N the Wolf Sin!" Veronica shouts.

"Uhm, hi?" Y/N waves, awkwardly. She looks to Elizabeth's naked form with her coat on then back to Veronica. Y/N gestures to herself and Elizabeth. "This isn't what it looks like." 

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