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Summary: Ivonne Rainer was practically a trained killing machine. Stripped to the bone then built back up by her father in order to become one of the best, like he was. She was forced into hunting when she was nineteen, having developed powers that couldn’t be explained. That is, until she was paid a visit by Azazel’s lackey. Her powers were gone, she needed help, and that’s when she found her father’s journal. Pointing to Sam and Dean Winchester.

SERIES MASTERLIST

TALL TALES

“Dude. You mind not eating those on MY bed?”

Here we go again.

“Yeah, I don’t mind.” Dean shrugged, munching on chilli cheese fries. “How’s research going?”

“You wanna know how research is going? Slow. Cause it would be a heck of a lot faster if I had my computer.”

“Bobby, are you almost here?” I muttered into the phone.

‘Yeah, don’t blow your fuse. I’ll be here in five minutes.’

“I will in a moment.”

“Can you turn that down please?” Sam snapped. I quickly said bye and cut the call, covering my ears.

“Sure.” Dean reached to the radio, and turned it up.

“You know what? Maybe, uh, maybe you should just go somewhere for a while.”

Dean shut the radio, fuming. “Hey, I'd love to. That's a great idea. Unfortunately, my car's all screwed to hell.”

“I told you, I have nothing to do with-“

“SHUT UP!” I yelled, sitting up on my bed. They both stopped arguing, and I ran a hand through my hair. “You both have been at each other’s throats for a straight WEEK! Five minutes of silence, both of you, until Bobby comes to help.”

Dean and Sam instantly started protesting. “Come on, Beanie-“

”Ivy, he started it-“

”Shut up you little weasel-“

”You first, you rhino-“

”ZIP IT!” I retorted, snapping my fingers and they both stopped.

“Yes, ma’am.” They chorused, sitting down. I sighed in relief, about to flop back onto the bed when I got a call from Bobby. I frowned, excusing myself before walking outside and finding him there.

“Bobby. Hey.”

“Hullo, mini.” Bobby smiled, hugging me.

“What’s up?”

”Ellen told me about this ‘droplet of love’ you’ve been tryna find. Well, word spread, and our old pal Bela managed to find out what it was. Gave the info for free because it was you she was doing it for. And thank god it was, cause she would’ve charged if otherwise.”

“What is it?” I stepped forward, clutching my rune. I was desperate at this point, really. Poring over books made me tired of them.

“You’re not gonna like it.”

“Try me.”

“A droplet of love is blood. Blood-”

“That’s easy-“

”Let me finish. Blood obtained from the sacrifice of the rune bearer’s life for someone they’d truly love and give everything for. Meaning even if you do break the curse, you wouldn’t live to celebrate.”

“Are… you… KIDDING ME?!” I shrieked. “All this? To ensure what, that I get possessed and eventually die? I can’t tell Sam and Dean this! How would that go? Oh, hey, guys. I found a way to break my curse but it involves me dying- Dean will fricking tie me to a chair and put a shedload of sedatives in me to stop me from moving. Sam’s gonna rip apart every book he can find before he finds a solution, which he inevitably won’t be able to, and James, what’s he gonna do? Mourn, knowing he could’ve done something? And Dad, oh fudging hell, Dad…”

”I know, Ivonne, but there’s no other option.”

“I know, I know, it’s just…” I ran a hand through my hair. “I’ve been tracking every murder that has something to do with knives and throats or hearts being carved out of hunter’s bodies, about nine or ten in my direction. They’re trailing me, and at this point I have it figured out. There were a few of those that happened at the same time, so I’m not being tracked by just one dreamwalking freak, I’m being tracked by multiple. And they’re closing in fast, cause my presence is a homing signal. Sam and Dean could be collateral because of this, Bobby, so I need your word. Do one thing for me.”

“Do what?”

“If the dreamwalker gets too close, cause I know you’re trackin’ it too, the first thing I need you to do is get Sam and Dean away from here. Say I’ve got some problem I need to sort out with finances and put ‘em in a case across a couple of states- just far enough so I don’t hurt them.”

“I can’t do that, mini.” Bobby shook his head, frowning. “You could benefit from their help-“

“They would die if they helped!” My voice started rising, but I toned it down. “That thing gets stronger every day, and if it inhabits me, there’s no telling how long it’ll be before I knock ‘em out and stick a knife in them, and you too. James and Dad already know protocol-“

“How come they’re the ones helping you out? Mick, I can understand, but James?”

“James can call the PD in if necessary, and cover my tracks. And his and Dad’s combined strength could be enough to keep me at bay for some time. Sam and Dean need to live.”

We knocked on the door to the motel, and Sam and Dean opened it.

“Hey, Bobby.” Sam smiled, letting Sam in.

“Boys.” Bobby nodded.

“Hey, Bobby.” Dean stood up, approaching us.

“So good to see you three again.”

“Thanks for coming out here, Bobby.” I grinned, “I needed it.”

“Thank god you're here.” Dean sighed.

“So um, what didn't you want to talk to me on the phone about?” Bobby asked, and I pulled up a chair for him to sit on.

“It's this job we're working.” Sam stammered. “We-We weren't sure you'd believe us.”

“Oh, I can believe a lot.”

“We haven’t seen anything like it.”

“Not even close.” I chuckled. “There’s some weird malarkey going on and fresh eyes are extremely useful.”

“Well, why don't you begin at the beginning?” Bobby shrugged, so Sam took the lead.

“So, it all started when we caught wind of an obit.” He explained, “See, a professor took a nosedive from a fourth story window, only there's a campus legend that the building's haunted. So we pretexted as reporters from the local paper.”

I sat down at the bar, watching Dean flirt, Sam gather in information while I got an idea of what the students and staff were like. I ordered a whiskey, and sipped it, looking around.

“Reporter, huh?” The bartender stepped out of the dim lighting, and I laughed, realising who it was. “Is the name Lily Carter?”

“James.” I giggled, accepting a kiss on the cheek from him. “Why am I not surprised?”

“Cause I’m startlingly good at finding you. Just wanted to gather some ideas about this case and give it to you” James smirked, winking. “What information have you bagged?”

“Professor was a douche, not much else.” I shrugged. “You? Bartenders hear a lot, so tell me you’ve got something good.”

“There’s a couple of urban legends floating around. Girl taking a nose dive after having an affair with a professor, and this one has a wife and kids. Dude was famous too.”

“Ok, I’ll look into it. Thanks, James.”

“You’re welcome, sweetheart, now, I’ve got to prepare some purple nurples for the blonde girl and Dean.”

“Purple nurples?” I got up and walked over to the boys.

“I've got some feisty little wildcat on the hook, I'm about to – zzzzp – reel her in. I'll introduce you.” Dean grinned, and then I saw Starla, a blonde girl dressed like she was going to take Dean back to her house and do the nasty. “Starla! Starla, hey. This is my shuttle co-pilot Major Tom. Major Tom, Starla.”

“Enchanté.” Starla smirked, draping an arm over Dean’s shoulder.

“Hi.” Sam raised his hand.

“Don’t forget me, guys.” I laughed, and then got an overexaggerated side eye from Starla. “Hey, I’m Heather.”

“And who are you?” Starla narrowed her eyes. I chuckled cynically, looking her up and down.

“I’m Dean’s ex-girlfriend. Got a problem?”

She bit her lip angrily, then put on a smile. “Not. At. All.” She then gagged, covering her mouth, and then when she was done, she smiled sweetly again. “Sorry. Have to keep my liquor in!”

“Good job.” Dean smirked, then turned to Sam. “Great news. She’s got a sister.” Then he turned back to Starla, who draped an arm around his shoulder, both of them giggling.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on a minute.” Dean frowned.

“What?” Sam blinked.

“That’s not how it happened.”

“So you didn’t have any purple nurples?”

“Yes, I did.”

“And, uh, I was not jealous of Dean hanging out with that girl.” I scoffed. “And she wasn’t that classless.”

“Yeah, and her name wasn’t Starla.”

“Then what was it?” Sam shrugged.

Dean paused. “I don’t know, but she was a classy chick. She was a grad student, anthropology and folklore. We were talking about local ghost stories.“

“Here we go again.” I sighed, cracking open a bottle of beer.

I was staring longingly at Dean from across the bar, not sipping my Cosmopolitan. It was no secret to me that I was madly in love with him, despite being with James in a long-distance relationship-

“Geez, was my Cosmo that bad?” I looked up to see James, and I instantly put on a false grin.

“James!” I gasped. “What are you doing here?”

“Gathering intel, same as you.” He leaned forward, kissing me gently. “Whatcha got?”

“So far? Not much, I’m just drowning myself in drinks for the time being. I know that the professor was quite a famous one, has a famous book, gives autographs everywhere, the works. There was also a similar story where there was a young girl who had an affair with a professor, but she took a jump. Room 669, and apparently it’s significant because you can flip one of the numbers and make 666.” I saw Dean kissing the girl in the stilettos, so I excused myself and made my way to where Sam was standing with a prissy grimace.

“Dean!” Sam snapped. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Sam, please. If you wouldn't mind, give me five minutes here.” Dean smirked.

“Dean, this is a very serious investigation. We don't have any time for any of your blah blah blah blah. Blah blah blah blah. Blah blah blah Blah!” Dean leaned in to kiss the girl again, while Sam continued bladibiblah-ing behind him. I gave him a weird look, pinching him to reassure myself that it was him. “Blah!”

I’m gonna assume that’s an ‘ow’.

“Right! And that's how it really happened.” Sam scoffed. “I don’t sound like that, Dean!”

“That’s what you sound like to me.” Dean shrugged.

“You guys literally sound like idiots.” I groaned. “That’s not how it happened, you asses. Sam talked to the students, Dean flirted with an average girl, not a classy chick or one that struggled to keep her barf in, I wasn’t jealous or longing for anyone, I got intel from James, and we got the hell out of there after Dean scoffed some last purple nurples.”

“What’s going on with you three?” Bobby frowned.

“What is?”

“You’re bickering like an old married couple.”

“Married couples can divorce.” Dean contradicted. “We’re like Siamese twins, except it’s triplets.”

“It’s conjoined triplets!” Sam snapped.

“See what I mean?”

”Look, it…” I sighed, “we've just been on the road for too long. Tight quarters, all that. Don't worry about it.”

“Ok.” Bobby nodded.

“So anyway. We figured it might be a haunting, so we went to check out the scene of the crime.”

“So, how long've you been working here?” Sam asked the janitor. We were posing as electricians for the day.

“I’ve been moppin’ these floors for six years.” He let us into the office. “There you go, guys.” He spotted the EMF reader in Sam’s hand. ”What the heck's that for?”

“To find a wire in the walls.” I replied smoothly.

“Huh. Wow. Not sure why you're wiring up this office. Not gonna do the professor much good.”

“Why’s that?” Dean asked.

“Cause he’s dead.”

“Oh. What happened?”

“He fell out of that window. Right there.”

“Yeah?” Sam raised an eyebrow. “Were you working that night?”

“I'm the one who found him.”

“Did you see it happen?” I questioned, looking for security cameras.

“Nope. I just saw him come up here, and uh... well.”

“Well what?”

“He wasn’t alone.”

”Who was he with?”

“He was with a young lady. I told the cops about her, but uh, I guess they never found her.”

“You saw this girl go in, huh?” Sam frowned. “But did you ever see her come out?”

“Now that you mention it,” The janitor shrugged, “no.”

”You ever see her before, around?”

“Well, not her.”

“What do you mean?” Dean asked, munching on peanuts.

“I don't mean to cast aspersions on a dead guy, but uh… Mister Morality here? He brought a lot of girls up here.”

“One more thing. This building, it only has four stories, right?” Sam looked around.

“Yeah.”

“So there wouldn't be a room six-six-nine?”

“‘Course not. Why would there be?”

“Just curious.”

“Well, no traces of EMF, that's for sure.” Sam sighed when we got back to the motel.

“And the room six-six-nine's a load of bull.” Dean grimaced. I looked through Carl’s notes, clicking my tongue.

“So what do you think? The professor's just a jumper? A legend's just a legend? What d’you say, Ivy?”

”I don't know. I mean, the uh, girl the janitor described, that's pretty weird.” I shrugged. “I say we check out the records and see if any co-ed matching the description took a nose dive.”

“Yeah, you're right.” Sam opened his computer. “Dean, were you on my laptop?”

“No.” Dean frowned. “Why?”

“Oh really? 'Cause it's frozen now. On uh, bustyasianbeauties.com.” I frowned, staring at Dean with a look that said ‘what the hell’.

“Would you – just – don't touch my stuff anymore, okay?”

Dean bristled. “Why don't you control your O.C.D.?”

“Can you both shut up?” I snapped. “Asian beauties or not, we need to get to research.”

“But did you dig up anything about the building? Or on the suicidal co-ed?” Bobby asked.

”History’s clean.” Sam sighed.

“Then it’s not a haunting.”

I shrugged, clicking my tongue. “I’d say that too, had it not been for act two of this whole thing. And it’s beyond weird.”

“What’s ’beyond weird’?”

“Well, to put it in as few words as possible… alien abduction.”

“Aliens?”

“Yeah.”

“Aliens?!” Bobby exclaimed.

“Yeah.”

“Look, even if they are real, they're sure as hell not coming to earth and swiping people.”

“Hey, believe me. We know.” Dean chuckled.

”My whole life i've never found evidence of an honest-to-God abduction. It's all just cranks and pranks.”

“Yeah, that's what we thought.” Sam agreed. “But...we figured we'd at least talk to the guy.”

“At least they did, I didn’t.” I excused.

“The dude said that…” Dean snickered, “he got probed. A lot.”

“Oh, grow up.” Sam snapped.

“Stop.” I groaned. “And he was made to fricking slow dance with an alien. Doesn’t sound real, but apparently it’s real.”

”You guys are exaggerating again, huh?” Bobby grimaced.

“No.”

“Then this frat boy’s just nuts.”

“I’d say the same had it not been for the giant scorch mark set into the ground.”

“But what could we do?” Dean shrugged. “So we just kept on digging.”

“I decided to take the reins, cause frat boys were more likely to answer to a girl who looked like she was still in college rather than two men.” I smirked. “I decided to adopt a different look this time, in case anyone had seen me before. It was Miss Missouri this time. Names are cheesy, but I have no other option.”

I walked into the dormitories wearing a brown wig and green contacts, and I immediately ran into a couple of frat boys. I worked the charm and whatnot, got them to let their guard down, then started my interrogation.

“So, you and this guy, Curtis – You were in the same house?” I asked, hands in my pockets.

“Yeah.” The college student, Mike, responded monotonously.

“You heard what happened to him, right?”

“He says it was aliens and whatnot, but whatever.” He paused. “To tell you the truth, whatever happened to Curtis, he had it coming.”

“Why so?”

“He's our pledge master. Put us through hell this semester, and got off on it. So now he knows how we feel.”

”Right.”

“Well, there’s a connection.” I paced, clicking my tongue.

“Like?” Sam asked.

“Both the professor and Curtis? They’re douches.”

“That’s a connection?”

“Got a better option?”

“Dean, where’s my laptop?” Sam groaned, searching through his bag.

“I don’t know.” Dean shrugged. “But yeah, makes sense. A philandering professor gets a dead girl. A pledge master gets hazed.“

“I swear I put it in here.”

“Well, you obviously didn’t.”

“Guys, focus.” I sighed. “These punishments- they're almost poetic. Actually, it'd be more like a limerick, but still-“

“Dean, where did you hide it?” Sam interrogated, approaching Dean.

“What, your computer?” Dean scoffed.

“Yeah, where'd you hide it?”

“Why would I hide your computer?”

“Because no one else could have, Dean! We keep the door locked. Ivy has no business taking my computer. We never let any maids in.”

“Looks like you lost it, Poindexter.”

“Dude, you know something? I put up with a lot from you.”

Dean frowned. “What are you talking about? I'm a joy to be around.”

Sam scoffed. “Yeah? Your dirty socks in the sink, your food in the fridge-“

“What’s wrong with my food?”

“It's not food anymore, Dean! It's DARWINISM!”

“I like it.”

“All I ask from you, the one thing, is that you don't mess with my stuff!”

“You done?”

Sam grimaced, sizing Dean up, which was working since Sam was a full four inches taller. “Y’know, how would you feel if I messed with the Impala?”

Dean bristled, fire in his eyes. “It’d be the last thing you ever do-“

“GUYS!” I yelled, separating them. “Sam, we’ll find your computer. In that time, use Carl. Dean, your food is edible and barely borderlines on Darwinism. And I? I need a frickin’ shower.”

“Did you take his computer?” Bobby asked Dean sternly.

“I’d say he deserves it, but no.” Dean snivelled.

“Well, I didn't lose it. 'Cause I don't lose things.” Sam retorted.

“Yeah, right, ‘cause you’re Mr Perfect.”

“Shut up! Again!” I snapped. “There was one more victim. We weren’t there for this one, so we kind of put it together from the evidence. But this guy – He was, uh, he was a research scientist. Animal testing.”

“A douche.” Dean added. “Which fits the pattern. Cops didn't release the cause of death 'cause they had no clue what the cause was.“

“So we decided to check it out.” Sam said.

“Turns out the dude was mauled by an alligator.” I grimaced. “We decided to search the sewer, so we split up, each taking one end of campus.”

“Did you find anything?” Bobby asked.

“Oh, I found something, just not in the sewer.” Dean snarled, glaring at Sam.

”Not again.” I groaned.

“You think this is funny?” Dean fumed, storming in.

“It depends.” Sam shrugged. “What?”

“Th-th-the car!”

“What about it?”

“You can’t just let the air out of the tires; it’s gonna bend the rims!”

“Back up.” I frowned, standing up. “Sam let the air out of the tyres? Sam?”

“Yeah.”

“I didn’t do it!” Sam snapped.

“Then why’d I find this?” Dean held up a money clip, which Sam made a grab for. I quickly typed out a message to Bobby, my patience wearing thin.

“Give me back my money!”

“No, no, no. Think of it as compensation for emotional trauma.”

“Yeah, very funny. Now, give it back.”

“No!”

“I’ve had it with you!”

“Yeah? Well, right back at you!” Sam tackled Dean, and they both started rolling around on the bed like little kids. I sent the message, rolled my eyes, then pushed them both off the bed. They landed with a groan on the floor, and then stood up, rubbing whatever was lightly thumped.

“I’ve had it up to HERE with you two!” I yelled, pointing at the ceiling. “And I’m not enduring any more! I’ve called Bobby because we obviously can’t solve this damn thing on our own, like actual, functional adults. So while he’s on his way, we’re going to be getting on with as few arguments as possible, because right now I feel like I’m too old for this. I shouldn’t be feeling that way. I’m 27, young and youthful, you hear me?”

“Beanie-“

“Dean Henry Winchester, do not say a word that’ll get your ass kicked. Goes for you too, Samuel William Winchester.” I picked up my book, flopping down on the bed-

“Ok, that’s enough.” Bobby sighed.

”You showed up about an hour or two after that.” I grimaced.

“I’m surprised at you three. Firstly, Sam, Dean did not steal your computer.”

Sam frowned. “But-“

“Shh! And Dean, Sam did not touch your car.”

“Yeah!”

“Lastly, Ivy does not need to act as a mother to you two.”

“Damn straight.” I snapped.

“And if you three bothered to pull your heads outta your asses, it all would have been pretty clear.”

“What?” Dean asked.

“What you’re dealing with.”

Sam looked like his brain short-circuited. “Uh…”

“I’ve got nothing.” Dean shrugged.

“Me neither.”

“I’ve got it.” I clicked my fingers, sitting up. “It’s a trickster. We’ve got a trickster on our hands.”

“That’s what I thought.” Dean agreed smugly.

“Shush, no you didn’t.” I stood up, pulling out a supernatural creature encyclopaedia while smacking his shoulder. “It makes complete sense now. We’re the biggest clue.”

“What do you mean?” Sam frowned.

“These things create chaos and mischief as easily as we breathe. It knows we’re here, and it’s got us so tightly wound that we can’t even think straight. The computer, the tires, you arguing, it’s messing with us.”

“So, what is it, what, what, spirit, demon, what?” Dean stammered.

“Well, more like demigods, really. There's Loki in Scandinavia. There's Anansi in West Africa. Dozens of them. They're immortal, and they can create things out of thin air. Things as real as you and me. Make them vanish just as quick.”

“You mean like an angry spirit or an alien or an alligator.”

“The victims fit the M.O., too. Tricksters target the high and the mighty, knock them down a peg, usually with a sense of humour – deadly pranks, things like that.” Bobby added.

”Beanie, what do these things look like?”

“Anything, but mostly? Human.” I informed, flicking through my books.

“And which human do we know has been at ground zero this whole time?”

I snapped the book shut, turning around.

“Sweet beans.”

We were walking up the stairs, in tow of the janitor, aka trickster. “Sorry I'm dragging a little ass today, boys. Had quite the night last night.” The janitor turned to us smugly. “Lots of sex, if you catch my drift.”

“Hard not to.” I commented, signalling to Sam.

“We just need to check a couple offices up on three.” Dean smiled.

”No problem.” The janitor nodded.

“I, uh, forgot something in the truck. You know what? I'll catch up with you guys.” Sam stammered, then hung back.

“I’m telling you, he’s our guy.” Dean persisted as we walked out of the building.

“Just 'cause he reads the Weekly World News doesn't mean he's our guy. I mean, you read it, too.” Sam vouched.

“Let’s just get some hard proof.” I suggested.

“Okay, another thing Bobby mentioned was that these suckers have a metabolism like an insect, a real sweet tooth.” Dean brought up.

“Well, I didn't find any candy bars or sugar.” Sam shrugged. “Not even Equal.”

“Eh, that's probably 'cause you missed something.”

“I don’t miss things.”

“Yeah, cause you’re Mr Perfect.”

“What? Are you really still pissed at me 'cause of what the trickster did?”

“You’ve been a tight ass even before the trickster wound us up.”

“Not this again.” I huffed. “Ok, Dean, you can keep an eye on the janitor. Sam and I’ll go back to his place to find any more evidence before we go staking the man! Yeah? We good?”

“We’re good.” They reluctantly admitted.

“Alright, let’s go.” We split off opposite ways, then Sam and I took a detour to meet Bobby. “You have the stakes?”

“I’d be damned if I didn’t, short stack.” Bobby replied, handing me one. “Let’s get this trickster.” We made our way to the theatre, where Dean was at the foot of the stairs. The trickster turned, spotting all three of us due to the loud door slam.

“That fight you guys had outside – that was a trick?” He asked, and took the answer off Dean’s smile. “Hm. Not bad. But you want to see a real trick?” A masked man with a chainsaw appeared beside Sam, attacking. Bobby rushed to help, while I dodged the blow of… myself? Dressed in a bikini?

“Do you have any respect?” I scoffed to the trickster, kicking myself to the next wall. My stake clattered to the floor, rolling down the steps.

“No, I don’t think so.” He shrugged, then I got pinned to an aisle seat by my copy (god, this is weird and awkward), her hand at my throat. I gasped for air, then felt my gun’s copy be trailed from my forehead to over my lung. I panicked, so I quickly elbowed her and took out my gun, pistolwhipping her with the barrel, knocking her out. I then took off my jacket, putting it on her so it covered her.

“Have some modesty. But I’ve got to say, I look good.” I breathed, rolling my shoulders back with a grin. “Still got it. Right, uh, evil trickster.” I ran across the aisles, leaping down the rows lightly.

“I did not want to have to do this.”

“Me neither.” I growled, hooking my arm around the trickster’s neck and pulling him towards me, sticking the stake right in his heart. I drove it in, and he went limp, the illusions disappearing. I let the body go, then went back up to where my unconscious copy was, picking up my jacket and putting it on. “God, fighting myself in a bikini is so uncomfortable.”

“What?” Sam blinked. “What’re you talking about? I was busy fighting chainsaw dude with Bobby.”

“I need yet another shower, that’s what I’m talking about. It’s not everyday that you pistolwhip yourself.”

“Hey, uh, Dean?” Sam asked while Dean was tucking into dinner and I was in the shower. We were now at my safe house, and much less angry at each other.

“Hm?” Dean looked up, mouth full.

“Take your time. Um, do you still like Ivy?”

Dean swelled, then shook his head, chuckling. “Nah. She’s happy with James, and I can let her be that way.”

“It’s cause, uh, I dunno, I don’t think her and James are gonna last much longer.”

“They’re solid. Why not?”

“Something seems off. Ever since Bobby came to help, she seems more, how do I put it? Tense.”

“I’m sure you’re just thinking things, Sammy. She’d tell us if something was the problem.”

I was already out of the shower and on the phone with James, pacing. “James, this is a big problem.”

‘I know, sweetheart.’

”I can’t get my powers cause I’ll die, and if the dreamwalker finds me, I die. The crossroads demon played it well, I’ll give it that.”

‘Ash is searching for a way out, just hang tight for me, ok?’

“I can’t just hang tight, James. It’s getting closer, all of them are getting closer. Bobby’s agreed to get them out if things go south. Thanks for showing up at the bar to keep an eye on me, though. Now that I know, it’s a reassurance.”

‘I don’t want to lose you, Ivonne.’

“You’re gonna have to.” I stated firmly. “You have no choice.”

‘Yes, yes, we do. You can’t just-‘

“I can. It’s one over seven. I think seven takes priority.”

‘What about what we think? We think it’s bull, and we can get you out.’

“You can’t.”

‘Ivy-‘

“James-“

‘Listen to me-‘

“Listening won’t do anything.” I sighed. “That feeling, that weighted feeling that I had when I was possessed, I can feel it more and more every hour, even slightly more, but I feel it. This could be the end, and all I want to figure out is who’s after me. That’s all I want.” For the first time, I had no control.

I was powerless.

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You're in my head

I had plans for the weekend

But wound up with you instead

Back here again

Got me deep in my feelings

When i should be in your bed

You and i go back to like '09 it's like forever

And you were there my lonely nights, yeah, keeping me together

So wouldn't it make sense if I was yours and you could call me your baby

But we say we're just, say we're just

Friends

Just for now

Yeah but friends don't say words that

Make friends feel like more than just

Friends

Just for now

Now I'm over pretending

So let's put the "end" in friends

Friends

Just for now

Yeah but friends don't say words that

Make friends feel like more than just

Friends are not supposed to get too close

And feel emotions that we're feeling now, now, now

We ain't slowing down, down, down

But once we cross the line, there's no denying you and I can never turn around, round, round

Know we'll never be the same

You and I go back to like '09 it's like forever

And you were there my lonely nights, yeah, keeping me together

So wouldn't it make sense if I was yours and you could call me your baby

But we say we're just, say we're just

Friends

Just for now

Yeah but friends don't say words that

Make friends feel like more than just

Friends

Just for now

Now I'm over pretending

So let's put the "end" in friends

V 'FRI(END)S' Release

🎧 Listen now: https://ingrv.es/friends

Credits:

Director: Samuel Bradley

Production Company: Iconoclast TV

EP: Maeva Tenneroni, Jean Mougin, Guy Rolfe

Head of Production: Kate Sharpe

Producer: Martha Mcguirk

Directors Agent: Yoni Yosef

Casting: Road Casting

Casting Director: Coralie Rose

Casting Assist: Luis Torrecilla, Laura Meredith

Love Interest: Ruby Sear

Production Manager: Chanel Parkinson

Production Co-ord: Alice Hayes

Artist Liason: Jo Thompson

Cast Co-ord: Beth Rubery

Production Assistant: Callum Anderson

Production Runner: Mia Tessema

Intimacy Coordinator: Stella Moss

Movement Director: Yagamoto

Location Manager: Ryan Colaco

Location Assistant: Eser Savrin, Lois Constantinou

1st AD: Ben Gill

2nd AD: Gabriel O’Donohoe

3rd AD: Kitty Rajakulasingham, Aloha Kulieshova

Runner: Kai Rajakulasingham, Joe Heap, Danny Zanre, Anna Kovalevska, Grace Goodworth, Kwesi Mcleod, Darren Sintes, Tyson Douglas, Tiger Brewers

DOP: Jake Gabbay

A CAM Focus Puller: Rozemarijn Stokkel

A CAM 2nd AC: Ania Bahadrian

Trainee: Guillem Zamora

B CAM Operator Day 1: Juanjo Salazar

B CAM Operator Day 2: Jomar O’Meally

B CAM 1st AC - Alex Rawson

B CAM Trainee: Ollie Wesley

Camera Car: Davide Viera

Key Grip: Darren Quinn

Crane Tech: Henry Stone

Grip Trainee: James Quinn

Gaffer: Kieran Brown

Electrician: Shuan Clark, Ed Irvine, John Joe Besagni, Akeel Fleary, Cieran Nash, Amarjeet Singh, Laurent Arnaud

Master Rigger: Lee Doran

Rigger: Joe Parrott, Jamie Brindle, Ryan Ross, Alfie Berry, Scott Allen, Joe Knight

Video Playback: Liam Coles

Playback Assistant: Elvis Mcgovern

DIT: Lilly Palmer

Production Designer: Staci Lee Hindley

Art Director: Nia Samuel

Prop Master: Ezra Piers Mantell

Prop Buyer: Jessa Thorpe, Shopie-Mai Wigans

Art Assistant: Harry Beedle, Camilla Byles, Tom Hope, George Mein, Freya Wentworth, Alice Moles

Home Economist: Olivia Somary

Action Vehicle Driver (Car): Dan Chester

Action Vehicle Driver (Bus): Tom Burnage

SFX; Sean Harland

SFX Technician: Danny Matters

Stunt Coordinator: Jim Dowdall

Stylist: Justin Hamilton

Stylist Assistant: Samela Gjozi, Colleen Finnerty, Lorna Lane, Chris Atkins, Vania Monteiro, Katherine Somavia, Anna Menshykova, Mel Lyse

Hair Stylist: Simon Izard

Hair Assistant: Julie West, Aaron Dorn, Natasha Rose, Natasha Lawes

Makeup Assistant: Sophie Gia Moore, Marta Wozniak

Makeup Trainee: Rebecca Robinson

Medic: Alex Gardner, Richard Drakesford

Paramedic: Lynsey Shewring

Mini Winnego Driver: Phil Rainer

Honeywagon Driver: John Suttion

Production Sprinter: Jos Benschop

Minibus Driver: Rob Higgs, Gavin Baker, Granger Goodey, Dean Cumbers

Label Vehicle: Blerim Morina, Othman Abashikh, Peter Tarling, Steven Smith

Artist Trailer: Paul Haddock

Artist Wardrobe: David Czekalski

Honeywagon Driver: Martin Dean

Wardrobe Truck: Warren Smart

Hmu Truck: Wally Smart

Dining Bus: Andy Byrne

Location Security: Randal Berbick, Billy Bridger, Alan Laney, Kerri Mccann, Malakai Mars, Angelo Evangelou, Richard Johnson, Mathew Richards

Edit House: Assembly Rooms

Editor: Jack Williams

Edit Producer: Phoebe Armstrong-Beaver

Edit Assist: Bruna Manfredi, Tamara Ishida

Post Production: Cheat

Grade: Toby Tomkins

Post Producer: Joanna Dawson, Jen Saunders

Post Sound House: Soundtree Music

Sound Designer: Jack Patterson

Sound Producer: Neil Athale

BIGHIT MUSIC. Rights are reserved selectively in the video. Unauthorized reproduction is a violation of applicable laws. Manufactured by BIGHIT MUSIC, Seoul, Korea.

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#V_FRIENDS #FRI_END_S #뷔 #V

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Roleplay Ad

Update: Due to not wanting to overwhelm myself. While also providing my current rp partners with quality and relatively consistent rp, my request for rp partners is currently closed! Still feel free to reach out if you like and I'll keep you in mind for if things open up.

Ah, hello Tumblr roleplayers, it has been a while! I am one of many who was left adrift after Omegle shut down and am on the search for rp partners.

I am looking for rp partners in a variety of fandoms, genres, ships, etc. I’ll have all of them listed in a hopefully organized manner below and will do my best to keep this list accurate. If you’re interested, feel free to shoot me a DM or interact with this post and I’ll reach out to you. But please do read through this post fully before doing so, thanks!

A Little About Myself:

-Age: 20+

-Pronouns: She/They

-Experience: I’ve been roleplaying off and on in a variety of fandoms and styles for around 10+ years

What I’m Looking For In A Roleplay Partner:

-Age: Roleplayers who are at least 20+ as well

-Style: I’m open to a variety of styles, I roleplay everything from one sentence “text message” style to multi-paragraph advanced lit. Though my preferences tend to lean towards lit/advanced lit.

-Location: I’d prefer someone who’s comfortable transitioning to Discord, once we agree on what we want to rp

-Expectations: One of the things I loved about Omegle were the casual vibes when it came to when an rp needed to end. So, while I hope for some long term rps, I’m looking for people who will be okay with rps ending when interest dissipates. Without the need for big explanations as to why. This goes both ways! I won’t expect such explanations from you either if we start any sort of storyline and you end up wanting to drop out. The way I see it, this is meant to be a fun pass time and ideally shouldn’t feel like a stressful obligation for either of us.

My Current Fandoms & Ships:

Films:

Fandom: Avengers (Films)

Ships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, Clint Barton/Tony Stark, Bruce Banner/Tony Stark

Fandom: Captain America (Films)

Ships: Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers/Sam Wilson, Sam Wilson/Bucky Barnes

Fandom: Guardians of the Galaxy (Films)

Ships: Peter Quill/Rocket Racoon

Fandom: Venom (Films)

Ships: Eddie Brock/Venom

Fandom: X-Men (Films)

Ships: Charles Xavier/Erik Lehnsherr

Fandom: Star Wars (Films)

Ships: Luke Skywalker/Han Solo, Poe Dameron/Finn

Fandom: Pacific Rim

Ships: Hermann Gottlieb/Newton Geiszler

Fandom: Star Trek (Original Series, Original Films, and Modern Films)

Ships: James T. Kirk/Spock, James T. Kirk/Leonard McCoy

Fandom: It (Films, 2017) & It (Mini Series, 1990)

Ships: Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier, Mike Hanlon/Bill Denbrough

Fandom: Spiderman (Films & Comics)

Ships: Johnny Storm/Peter Parker, Harry Osborn/Peter Parker

Fandom: Nimona (Film & Comic)

Ships: Ambrosius Goldenloin/Ballister Blackheart

Series:

Fandom: Loki (Series)

Ships: Morbius/Loki

Fandom: Moon Knight (Mini-Series)

Ships: Marc/Steven, Marc/Jake, Steven/Jake

Fandom: Daredevil (Series)

Ships: Foggy Nelson/Matt Murdock

Fandom: Infinity Train (Series)

Ships: Min-Gi Park/Ryan Akagi

Fandom: Merlin (Series)

Ships: Merlin Emrys/Arthur Pendragon

Fandom: Stranger Things (Series)

Ships: Eddie Munson/Steve Harrington, Mike Wheeler/Will Byers

Fandom: Supernatural (Series)

Ships: Dean Winchester/Castiel, Dean Winchester/Benny Lafitte, Sam Winchester/Gabriel

Fandom: Hannibal

Ships: Hannibal Lector/Will Graham

Fandom: The Witcher (Series & Games)

Ships: Jaskier/Geralt, Eskel/Lambert, Eskel/Aiden

Games:

Fandom: Phoenix: Ace Attorney Trilogy (Games)

Ships: Phoenix Wright/Miles Edgworth

Frandom: Disco Elysium (Game)

Ships: Kim Kitsuragi/Harry Du Bois, Jean Vicquemare/Harry Du Bois

Fandom: Modern Warfare (Games)

Ships: Simon Riley/Johnny “Soap” McTavish

Fandom: Detroit: Become Human (Game)

Ships: Connor/Hank Anderson, RK900/Gavin Reed

Fandom: Dragon Age

Ships: Anders/Hawke, Fenris/Hawke

Podcasts:

Fandom: The Magnus Archives (Podcast)

Ships: Jonathan Sims/Martin Blackwood, Jonathan Sims/Timothy Stoker, Martin Blackwood/Timothy Stoker, Gerard Keay/Michael Shelley

Fandom: Malevolent (Podcast)

Ships: John/Arthur Lester

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James Dean Daydream

Book: Open Heart Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Genevieve McClure) Word Count: 1384 Rating: G Category: Fluff, Ethan POV Trope(s): and one of them dabbles in music

Summary: The day Ethan Ramsey realizes he’s in love with a swiftie.

Warnings: none

A/N: This is really just pointless fluff that I’ve wanted to do this idea for a while lol And I also just love showing these cute little everyday moments between them. Enjoy the fluff, peanuts! And yes, I did in fact make the cover for this look similar to the 1989 album cover. I am who I am lmao

November 13, 2020

No matter how many years Ethan Ramsey has spent in medicine, working diligently in one of the country’s most prestigious hospitals, it never ceased to amaze him hw absolutely idiotic the world became on Friday the 13th. He didn’t even subscribe to the superstition, and yet, without fail, the date would come around and the emergency room descended into madness.

It was as if anyone with only half a brain cell watched it die and they gave into any and every intrusive thought.

And unfortunately for him, this was the second occurrence this year. Ethan didn’t even think anything could top the chaos of March 13th. The hospital had been running on empty, patients and residents, even doctors, were beginning to transfer to different hospitals. It was pure madness. He had foolishly believed that would be the worst he’d seen or would ever see.

Until today.

There had been no less than five major traffic accidents, the computer system was down and every staff member was locked out for close to two hours, Leland kept interrupting the diagnostics team whenever they finally had a moment to convene, and to top it all off, Ethan’s favorite resident had the day off.

Although it was a much needed one and it was at his behest. Genevieve had worked almost 72 hours nonstop with only a few hours of rest here and there. So he’d sent her home that morning, completely forgetting the date.

She’d texted him sporadically, offering to come back in, but Ethan refused. Gen needed to sleep and they could manage without her. So instead, he told her to utilize the quiet of his apartment and spend the day watching her favorite shows and catching up on sleep.

He’d almost forgotten the offer, until he arrived home that evening and pushed the button for his floor on the elevator.

A small part of him now regretted it. He was exhausted and all he wanted was a hot shower, dinner, and crawl into bed. Gen would most likely be her normal energetic self and eager to hear about all the “tea of the day”, as she would say. But, another part of him loved knowing he was coming home to her.

His bubbly and sweet rookie. The sunshine to his midnight rain.

A smile spreads across his tired face when he gets to his front door. Whatever song she was playing was loud enough to be heard quite clearly through the door.

If he had to guess, it was probably Taylor Swift.

He opens the door slowly, greeted with the sight of Genevieve in his Hopkins sweatshirt and a pair of leggings, hair in a messy ponytail as she dances and sings along to what is absolutely a Taylor Swift song. Using a metal whisk as her makeshift microphone.

Unwilling to disrupt the show, he gently places his briefcase one the floor and closes the door. Leaning against it with his arms crossed.

As the song progresses into the second verse, and she twirls back to the stove, he realizes she’s cooking. Ensuring that he came home to a homecooked meal after a long day. That knowledge melts his heart and almost forces him from his spot. But, he also doesn’t want to interrupt and miss the mini concert he’s getting.

He loves her like this, so free and happy. Enjoying the simple things in life to their fullest extent.

“He says ‘what you heard is true but I can’t stop thinkin’ ‘bout you and I’ I said ‘I’ve been there too a few times’” She sings the lyric with an excessive amount of dramatics and flare. Jumping right back into what she calls dancing as the chorus begins again.

At this point in their relationship, and friendship, Ethan is certain he’s heard every song ever made by Gen’s favorite artist. And while it may not be his cup of tea, he’ll never tire of seeing how excited and happy Gen gets when a song comes on.

Like when she accompanied him to the grocery store earlier that week. A song had come on when they were perusing the vegetables and she squeaked with excitement. Humming along and mouthing the words to him. It was one of the cutest things she’s ever done and a moment he burned into is memory.

Just like he’s doing with the one happening now.

Unable to resist any longer, Ethan joins her. Taking her hips in his hands and spinning her around to face him. As predicted, she screams in shock then breaks into a brilliant and beautiful smile. Dropping the whisk and wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Hi!” Gen beams, not at all embarrassed to be caught. Reaching to turn the volume of the music down. “Did you just get home?”

“I did.” He smiles back at her, leaning down to kiss her sweetly.

“I made dinner, I figured you could use a nice meal after the day you had.”

“Thank you, that was very sweet of you.”

“Always, babe.” She kisses him again, a little longer than before but no less sweet. Like she’s pouring her whole heart into the simple gesture.

After another second, Gen pulls away. Moving back to the stove to turn off the burner.

Deciding he’s not ready to fully let her go, Ethan follows. Pulling her back to his chest and kissing her cheek.

“You know, you’re ruining my Spotify every time you use my Alexa.”

“Ruining it, or adding some flavor to an otherwise boring list of top plays?” Gen laughs, the sound so pretty he can’t help but smile more.

“I stand by what I said, Rookie.” He lets her go, stepping to the side to take off his coat and tie. Though he keeps his eyes on her, noting how she continues to subtly dance along to the new song coming through the speakers.

“It’s your fault for picking me to be your girlfriend. You should have known; once a swiftie always a swiftie.” She laughs again, continuing to finish plating their dinner.

“Swiftie?”

“It’s what you call a Taylor Swift fan.” Gen steps over to him, patting his cheek. “Don’t worry, I’ll teach you all the lingo. Especially if we plan on staying together forever. You’ll need to know.”

“Right.” He nods, grabbing their plates and walking over to the dining table. “So the mentor would become the mentee?”

“Absolutely.” She follows close behind with two glasses and a bottle of wine. “Do you want to shower first?”

“I thought maybe we’d eat and then you’d join me in the shower.” He smirks at the blush that quickly rises to her cheeks, the way she bites her lip and look away for the briefest of seconds.

“That actually sounds nice. I missed you today.”

He takes the glasses and bottle from her hands, putting them down onto the table beside their meal. Taking her back into his arms a second later.

“I missed you, too, G.”

Whatever regret and dread he had before was now melted away. Along with almost every ounce of stress that had been heavy on his shoulders before walking in the door. And it was all because of her.

Her dancing and singing, the happiness of being reunited with her after a long day.

Ethan had purposely ignored her comment a few minutes prior, about being together for the rest of their lives. Not because he didn’t want that, but because it was still to early to be discussing those things. She still needed to finish her residency and decided on her future in medicine.

But he hoped that they’d be together through it all, because the love he feels for her – regardless of the fact that they’ve yet to voice it – was unlike anything he’s felt before. It’s healing and fulfilling. Bringing with it the type of happiness that only exists in daydreams and fairytales.

He didn’t care about their differences, he wanted to embrace them. Learn to love what she loves, like she’s doing with him.

He wanted a future where he continues to come home to find her singing and dancing with a metal whisk in his kitchen to a Taylor Swift song. Knowing that it would continue to dissolve the stress and pressure of the outside world.

A/N: Little does he know, his future self intentionally added Taylor Swift songs to his Spotify playlist so he could listen to them when he goes back to the amazon lol

thanks for reading, peanuts.

#ethan ramsey x mc #ethan x mc #open heart #open heart fanfiction #ethan x gen

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Happy Birthday Scottish actor Richard Madden born June 18th 1986 in Elderslie.

Richard was raised by his mother, Pat, a classroom assistant and his father, Richard, who worked for the fire service. He also has two sisters, Cara and Lauren.

His parents were “hippies”, he says, and their house was pretty open, with friends always piling in for big vegetarian meals. Madden spent a lot of time outside, in the woods behind their house. He has several injuries: he shows me where he shot his dad’s old air pistol and blew off part of his finger, then managed to wreck the same finger when he nailed a wooden plank to his skateboard, then crashed it, so apart from the Hippie parents it was much like most of our own days as bairns.

Despite growing up wanting to be an actor, Richard was very shy during his childhood. To overcome this, at age 11, he joined Paisley Arts Centre’s youth theatre program. In 1999 he was given the lead role as Sebastian Simpkins in BBC1’s children’s TV comedy series Barmy Aunt Boomerang, that’s him aged 12 in the first pic with co-star Toyah Wilcox.. By 2000, he’d made his feature film debut in the Iain Banks adaptation, Complicity.

After high school he was accepted to the Royal Scottish Academy of Music and Drama in Glasgow, Scotland and in 2007, he graduated.

Less than two years later, Richard had a recurring role as Dean McKenzie on the 2009 BBC series Hope Springs. Soon after, he landed the role of Ripley in the 2010 movie Chatroom, a film about a group of teenagers who encourage each other’s bad behaviours after meeting online. In the same year, Richard played punk band Theatre of Hate singer Kirk Brandon in Worried About the Boy, a TV film about the life of British singer-songwriter Boy George.

In 2011 Richard landed his breakthrough role as Robb Stark in the HBO fantasy-drama series Game of Thrones. Also in 2011, he played gay paramedic Ashley Greenwick on the short-lived British comedy-drama Sirens. During hiatus from filming Game of Thrones in 2013, Richard was cast to star as Prince Charming in the 2015 Disney film Cinderella.

Richard won his first Screen Actors Guild award in 2014 for the Discovery Channel mini-series, Klondike. He played Bill Haskell, one of two adventurers who travel to Yukon, Canada during the Klondike Gold Rush in the 1890s. He further enhanced his reputation as a good actor when he appeared in the BBC drama Bodyguard in 2018, the following year he played Lieutenant Joseph Blake in the film 2017 and was Elton John’s manager/lover in the biop of the star Rocketman.

In January 2019 Madden won a prestigious Golden Globe for his role as war veteran David Budd in the BBC show Bodyguard. He also appeared in the 2019 war movie 1917.

We last saw Richard in the movie, Eternals, which was okay, but nothing great, he is one of several actors being touted as the next James Bond,

James is currently in the Amazon Prime series Citadel, I've watched the first three episodes and am not really impressed with it,I think he does pull of the American accent well, but I noticed there have been people saying he doesn't pull it off, Madden revealed he spoke in the accent for two years straight to prepare for the series. The show has been earmarked for a second series. Richard is set to appear in the feature film Killer Heat next.

In July 2019, Madden received an honorary doctorate from his alma mater, the Royal Conservatoire of Scotland. When asked about his personal life during a New York Times interview following speculation about his relationships and sexuality, Madden stated: “I just keep my personal life personal.”

Madden was recently named one of ‘Scotland’s Sexiest Men' following a new study that identifies the most attractive features for men, he has competition though, also in the running are Bathgate’s David Tennant and Glasgow’s James McAvoy,

#scotland #scottish #actor #television #cinema #happy birhtday

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Bluebell | Chapter 6

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“He did what?”

“What you heard” I say, taking a sip from my tea.

“Thank God the Mayor was there. Who knows what that man could have done to you.”

“Yeah…”

“Did he tell you that he asked me about you?” Mrs. Smart asks, raising an eyebrow. “I think he is interested in you.”

“He has a girlfriend. My cousin.”

“Oh, but if the gossip is right, which usually is on this town, she won’t be his girlfriend for much longer.”

“She won’t?” I ask, trying to sound uninterested.

“Yep. They say he is tired of her not doing anything. She behaves as the first lady, but does nothing a first lady would do beyond walking around town with a new outfit each day. He has offered her jobs, to take care of charity stuff and things like that, but she has refused.”

“Maybe she is planning on taking over Daisy´s.”

“Ha!” Mrs. Smart says. “They only want Daisy’s because of where it is built. That land is said to cost a fortune.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“Wait… so that’s why Rúben said that my uncle had other plans for Daisy’s.”

“Exactly. They only want the money.”

“Victoria doesn’t look like someone struggling with money.”

“Because Rúben is the one paying for everything. Your uncle has no money, wasted it all on bad investments years ago. That is one of the reasons why he and your father didn’t speak to each other.”

“And that’s why he so desperately wants my inheritance. They have no money.”

“And he knows that living through Rúben is coming to an end rather sooner than later. All the money your father left you, plus the selling of Daisy’s and his car, could fix their problems. At least for a while.”

“My father’s car? That old thing is worth some money?” I ask. I saw it the other day at the garage, and it just looked like a very old car.

“A lot according to what I was told. More tea?”

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“You know, when you texted me to come over, I thought we would be going to your room, not the garage.”

“Can you please stop thinking with your dick for five minutes?” I say, rolling my eyes.

“Ok, fine” Mason says with a big grin. “What are we doing here?”

“You know about cars, don’t you?”

“I do, yes. Why?”

“Is it true that this car is worth some money?” I say, taking off the sheet that was covering my father’s car.

“The Impala!” he says, his eyes going wide. “I had totally forgotten about it.”

“The Impala?” I ask as Mason moves his hands all over the car, caressing it and making me feel… jealous? Can you be jealous of the way a man touches a car?

“Yes. Chevrolet Impala. 69” he says, looking at me with a cheeky smile and making me roll my eyes again. “Dean has been in love with it since we were kids. His grandfather had one from 67 and he loved it, but they had to sell it. Are you thinking about selling it too?”

“I don’t know. Maybe. I don’t see myself driving something this big.”

“It isn’t that big. But next to your mini… Should we check if it still works?”

“Yeah, sure. Here is the key.”

“Oh, that noise!” Mason says once the engine starts working. “Come on in, let’s take it out for a spin.”

“What? The steering wheel is to the left, do you know how to drive one of those?”

“I do. C’mon” he says, patting the seat next to him with his hand. “I promise I’ll go slow.”

“You better.”

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“No wonder Dean loves this car so much. It is amazing” Mason says while driving.

“Yeah, yeah” I say, looking around. Despite being in the garage for God knows how long, my father had taken good care of it, and the inside looks perfect. Even the radio works. “What is this?” I say after opening the glove compartment.

“It has your name on it” Mason says, looking at the envelope on my hands now that we are at a stop.

“There is something heavy inside it” I say, opening it.

“A key?”

“And that looks like an address. Dou you recognize it?”

“That’s a farm outside town. Didn’t know Josh and Mr. James were friends… Should we go pay him a visit?”

“Ok.”

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“This place is huge” I say as we drive into the farm. “What does Mr. James do for a living?”

“He used to have cows, both for meat and milk. But he is retired now” Mason says, stopping the car.

“He won’t show up with a gun or something because we are trespassing, right?”

“You are such a city girl” Mason laughs, getting out of the car.

“Don’t make fun of me, Mount. I would like to see you at the tube during rush hour.”

“I knew that sound was familiar” a male voice says. “Though it has been a while.”

“Mr. James, hi” Mason says. “Do you remember me?”

“Of course I do. You are Tony’s grandson. And you are…” Mr. James says, looking at me. “You are Josh’s daughter, aren’t you? I’m sorry for your loss.”

“Thank you” I say.

“What brings you here?” Mr. James asks.

“I found your address and this key inside the car. We were wondering what it was.”

“Oh… I see. Come, follow me” the man says. “You look exactly like your mum when she was your age.”

“That’s what I’ve been told, yes.”

“Have you also fallen for one of us like she did?” he says, nodding towards Mason.

“We are just friends” I quickly say.

“Very good friends” Mason adds with a smirk, making me wish I could punch him.

“The key?” Mr. James says, stopping in front of a huge barn.

“Here, sorry” I say, handing it to him.

“Holy shit” Mason says once the doors open and the light is on. “Are those… cars?”

“Yep” Mr. James says. “They all belonged to Josh, so I guess they now belong to you since you inherited everything.”

“What am I supposed to do with so many cars?” There were around twenty of them, all covered with sheets to make sure they didn’t get any dust.

“Drive this one, for example” Masons says, moving the sheet so I can see an original red mini underneath it. “This is the one you fancy, isn’t it?”

“It actually is, yes. Are they… Are they all classics?” I ask Mr. James.

“All of them. And at the back there also are some motorbikes.”

That makes Mason’s eyes go even wider before he starts running to where the bikes are supposed to be.

“Oh… my… God!” he screams. “We so need to go on a ride on these. They are gorgeous!”

“Kids” I say, rolling my eyes but not being able to hide a smile. He is too cute when he gets excited.

#mason mount #ruben dias #mason mount x reader #ruben dias x reader #mason mount fanfic #ruben dias fanfic #mason mount imagine #ruben dias imagine #football fanfic #football imagine

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seancekitsch · 1 year

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The Tape part 3 of 7

summary: Eddie drinks a whisky sour.

part one, part two

“Gareth, dude, grab a seat!” Eddie hears the drummer, Bill, shout immediately when the two step out onto the little patio of the Corner. Patio is a strong word for what this is; its just a wooden deck that isn’t even stained with a few tables and ash trays and trash bins. There’s yellow tinted overhead lighting that does nothing for anyones complexion, but honestly it’s better than anything the Hideout has to offer.

Gareth clambers over eagerly, grabbing one of the stools and climbing onto it next to Bill. Bill is around Gareth’s height, with sort of a James Dean thing going on. Eddie recalls Gareth going through a Rebel without a Cause phase a few years back that Eddie definitely gave him a little shit for.

“And this must be the rival singer himself! Y/n’s been dying to meet you,” shouts the bassist that looks like Vampira. She beckons him over to the same table as the rest of the band, and points to the seat across from her.

“Hi,” he gulps, almost nervous, “I’m Eddie.”

“Gina,” the bassist replies, holding out her hand for him to shake it. Her voice is more bubbly and Barbie-like than he would expect for someone who looks like her. Her smile reminds him of Chrissy’s. He takes her hand firmly.

“And my husband, Tom!” She nods her head to the side, towards the tall guitarist. He mutters a small ‘hey’ and returns to his rum.

“Husband?” Eddie asks, “Aren’t you two… a little young?”

“High School Sweethearts,” Tom offers, Eddie quickly realizing he’s a man of few words.

“We’re young but when you know, you know…. you know?” Gina’s sweet voice asks between sips of her blush wine.

“Oh, yeah,” Eddie says, but he doesn’t. He’s not exactly inexperienced, but it’s not like anyone ever wanted to date the freak, and he seemed to be the worst of them all. Gareth and John at least sometimes had a girl or two crush on them, and all the twerps seemed to have love lives, but Eddie was reserved for secret hookups and hushed deals in the dead of night when no one could see him be their dirty little secret. Hell, even during his first time, his partner called him by her ex-boyfriend’s name.

“So do you…?”

Gina trails off because she’s cut off by a more raspy voice.

“Isn’t this a sight for sore eyes!”

Its her…. you. The singer that he pathetically swooned over for her whole set. You’ve changed out of your whole leather and chains get up, instead opting for a much comfier look, a mini dress with a big jacket thrown over it. Eddie would take either look, thinking you’re a goddess either way. He would lay down in a puddle if you worried about getting your shoes wet.

You drop yourself down into the seat next to Eddie’s, and he can swear his heart stops beating. You push a drink his way.

“I’m Y/n, I uh... wasn't sure what you liked so I got you the same as me,” you smile wearily, as if you're worried he’ll reject the drink or your conversation.

“Eddie,” he goes for the glass, fingertips brushing your hand as he does, “Thank you.”

He takes a sip.

“Oh, whisky sour. My favorite!”

It’s not, by a long shot, but it can be if you give him that smile again. You clink your glass against his before taking your own sip, a little smile peeking over the rim of your glass.

“So, you know my band?” he asks you.

“Mmmm,” you hum as you finish your sip, “Yeah, you guys rule! Man, I love that one song, what is it? Forced Conformity?”

“Yeah, yeah that ones recent!” Eddie nods along, more than just a little starstruck that you know one of his songs.

“Yeah, I love that one. I’d love to have that on a tape for work,” you continue, and he can tell you’re not just trying to make him feel good. You mean it.

“I- uh, I have your tape!” he stumbles. Eddie isn’t really known for stuttering; falling over his words, maybe, rambling, maybe.

You nod, cocking your head as if to tell him to continue. Your deep red lipstick staining the glass catches his eye and he feels like a pervert just for noticing.

“My friend… Robin. She showed me your tape during her shift the other day.”

“Oh Robbie!” you light up. Eddie’s never heard anyone call Robin by that name, but maybe you go way back or something.

“I love her, she comes into my work all the time. I helped her with her couples costume for this year.”

Eddie’s about to ask who Robin would be dating, but he remembers she basically has a built-in cover up.

“How’d you manage to do that?”

“Oh, I work at the craft store. I think I’ve seen you around there too. I’m at the fabric counter.”

You’re right about that. Eddie frequents the craft store a lot. He goes in looking for foam and clay to mold sets for his miniatures, pushing his shopping cart to the beat of 1950s pop right up alongside the little old ladies that balk at his appearance.

“Oh really? Well I’ve never seen you,” He’s throwing himself out on a limb, “I would have remembered someone like you there.”

You laugh, but not at him. You’re laughing at something he said. You’re laughing because you find him funny.

“Well,” you lean in close, “That’s because I’m in my secret identity there. Gotta blend in with the locals.”

Eddie could fucking die right now because he can get even a hint of your perfume on the night air.

The two of you hit it off from that point, laughing and joking. The group of six is quickly segmented into two groups of three. Gina and Tom being adorably and grossly in love, Gareth and Bill arguing over movies until it get silenced with Bill placing an affectionate hand on a very nervous Gareth’s arm, and whatever you and Eddie are doing. He doesn’t know if he can call it flirting. He definitely is, but he’s not sure if this is flirting for you or if you’re just this fucking enticing at all time.

“You know, I’m really glad you came out here tonight,” you say after you and Eddie switch to canned beers.

“Oh yeah?” he asks, daring to let his arm drape over the back of your chair, “Why’s that?”

“Because I really wanted to talk to you.”

You say it so matter-of-factly.

“Me? Not Gareth?” Eddie teases.

“I think Bill would kill me if I even looked at Gareth,” you joke. Eddie files that away for later to tell Gareth tomorrow when they inevitably have runny eggs and debrief the whole night.

“Why do you wanna talk to me? Not that I’m complaining…”

You laugh again, a sound he’s quickly going to want as much as his cigarettes.

“Don’t think I’m a creep, but I told Robbie to give you my tape. I wanted a meeting of the minds since I went to a few of your shows a few weeks back…”

So it wasn’t a set up! Eddie didn’t have to kill all of his friends now! He wanted to spin Robin around and kiss her big smart forehead and he wanted to buy Gareth the biggest burger in the midwest! But wait, You wanted to meet him. That’s a whole new level of pressure and expectations to live up to, or to fail.

“I thought maybe our bands could do some stuff together. Maybe me and you and some songwriting, too…”

You trail off, clearly waiting for his response. Your brilliant smile starts to slip, and Eddie realizes he’s just been staring at you this whole time.

“Oh yeah! No, yeah, yes, of course! We could hang out, and maybe do a few shows together or something!”

“I’d really like that,” You say, laughing at his obvious nerves, “Can I have your arm?”

“My arm?” he parrots, and you just make grabby motions with your hands at him. He relinquishes his arm.

Panic surges through hun when he remembers which arm this is, but he’s lucky enough that you don’t push his sleeve up far enough to show any of his scars. You uncap a sharpie with your teeth and begin scrawling against his arm. You write a phone number, in perfect red sharpie. You then place your cool beer and lipstick stained lips against his bare skin, a feeling he’s not going to forget.

“So you can call me and set something up. Maybe just between us? The rest of us might be a crowd.”

He nods eagerly.

When last call hits, he walks you to your car, slightly lagging behind the others. You give him that smile he’s falling so hard for and thank him for coming again.

“I had to see the famous Y/n that scores the Corner Thursdays!” he jokes.

“Remember I’m just the fabric counter girl,” you reply before driving off.

Eddie takes great care in keeping your lipstick intact on his arm on the way home and when he’s finally back in his trailer he copies down your number carefully. Briefly, he considers getting your lipstick tattooed on him, but ultimately knows that would be fucking creepy. Instead he goes to sleep almost giddy.

He wakes up Friday morning covered in old lipstick and marker, with every intention to call you.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fic #eddie munson imagine

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2022 Upcoming BLs - Mid Year Check In

Here’s a list, by country, of all the BLs that have been announced but not yet aired.

How long does it usually take from an announcement to getting more info on a BL being made?

THAILAND

Thailand is very unreliable, a trailer does not a BL make.

2 Moons 3: The Ambassador - delayed from 2020

*insert sarcastic laughter here* They have announced a cast. That came out of nowhere.

609 Bedtime Story

OhmFluke getting yet another 2022 BL? For WeTV Thailand. No MDL listing yet. A one night stand leads to a series of mysterious premonitions and a possible parallel universe.

Absolute Zero - delayed from 2021

Wabi Sabi dropped a teaser at the end of 2021. But it’s one of those we know has been in the works for ages. This is a “time loop to prevent tragedy” romance. We don’t always get HEAs from this studio, so be on your guard.

Art Adore En

University set pulp, country mouse/city mouse, crush, cohabitation, they were roommates, gasp! (forced proximity) Bad boy Ray, an art major ends up rooming with Lloyd, an innocent English major with a sheltered background. got a trailer. Country boy studying at a university in Bangkok catches the eye of his senior.

Bed Friend

Office romance, enemies to lovers, good/bad pairing, player meets tsundere, f-buddies. Adapted from a Y-novel via reliable production house Mandee who dropped a mini intro and a few snippets in 2021. Leads: James was Gui’s best friend in Oxygen and one of my top picks at the time to get his own BL. I am VERY excited about this. Net is an established actor but has not done BL before. JimmyTommy supposed to be side dishes as this takes place in the same office as their BL, Middleman’s Love. See below.

Plot: Uea is reserved and shy and hates players. King is a big time flirt. They work in the same office and share a best friend. Despite the fact that they don’t really like each other they end up in bed together.

Rumors: This pair as originally supposed to be the side dishes for Middle Love, but it seems they split the two stories and gave James & Net their own series. Not sure if this is a lesson learned from Why R U? or a lockdown necessity or a shifting to an En of Love model or if James & Net did so well in rehearsal they earned their own series. They are crazy beautiful together.

Predictions: while JimmyTommy will hold down soft and emotional, I think Mandee is going to use NetJames to bring the higher heat, just like they did with FighterTutor. This series could be good especially as it is based on a book so hopefully it has some plot.

Between Us - delayed from 2020 (Nov 2022)

Side characters from 2019′s Until We Meet Again (adaptation of y-novel The Red Thread), this is an adaptation of spin off novel (Hemp Rope). The book tells WinTeam’s romance from the start, so we might get some recon reboot action (like LBC2). From Studio Wabi Sabi for one of their most popular (and commercially viable) pairs BounPrem (Long Khong, You Never Eat Alone, Seven Project, Even Sun), this has plenty of funding and distribution (WeTV) with established (if inconsistent) BL director New (who did UWMA). Special Cute (non story) teaser clips started dropping Nov 2021, filming also started then. Fluke (Pharm) and Ohm (Dean) are expected to reprise their roles from UWMA.

Big Dragon

Announced after (but adding to Star Hunter's) 2022 line up, It is based on the y- novel, มังกรกินใหญ่ by Aiden N Vivienne, features Mangkorn (Dragon) & Yai (Big) in a high drama high angst enemies to lovers with a blackmail plot and a secret piece on the side.

Bitter Sweet

Stars the same actors as My Engineer. But revolves around the co-heirs (played by Cooper & Sean) of a fancy Hotel in Bangkok plus the head pâtissier (Ploy) and head chef (Inntouch). Cooper & Ploy are paired as per usual, which means Sean & Inntouch are playing off each other. Perth and Lay may put in appearances. Official trailer.

Boxer In Heart

A love story blossoms within the boxing arena staring Junior Ronnakorn (Gen Y) and Tiger Tanawat from Pai Roy Kor Production. Announced Feb 2022.

Buddy Line Y Animal

AKA Buddy Line Y(aoi) Animal (seriously?) dropped a trailer. From the same people who brought us The Yearbook (ugh) and based on 4 y-novels written by Scriper, slated to be released this year. Stars Man & Tile (Yearbook), Oat (Make it Right), and unknowns.

Cafe In Love

New Thai pulp, stars the actor who played Noh’s best friend Ohm in Love Sick 2. When his coffee shop close, he tries everything to get it to reopen and falls in love along the way.

Chains of Heart

Suspense thriller about a forest ranger, smugglers, memory loss, and lost love. Stars Haii (Cirrus in TT2) and Poppy (Porpla in YYY). Adapted from a Y-novel of the same name by TJ Tommy.

City of Stars AKA Fueangnakorn

An actor falls in love with a programmer and the narrative intends to “explore the ramifications of being public figure in the social network era who must endure critics, bullying, and defamation.” Looks like another Lovely Writer / Call It What You Want sort of thing.

Destiny Seeker

Songkram and Aye both are engineering students and live in university dorms. Songkram is the head student of dorm 3, which is where the "strong and athletic" male students are sorted. Aye is the head student of dorm 2, the dorm where all the "good looking" male students live. Aye used to be Songkram's tutor and friend, but they fell apart after both of them were chosen to be head students of the dorms. Dorms 2 and 3 have been at each other's throats for generations. Aye and Songkram might act like enemies, but Aye is actually in love with Songkram. However, he thinks Sonkram has feelings for Mean. What Aye doesn't know, is that he's the one Songkram likes, not Mean.

So, Bad Buddy the second coming.

The Eclipse

Tropes include: sinister boarding school, haze the one you love, good boy/bad boy, suspense & horror elements, self acceptance themes, a curse, enemies to lovers. GMMTV 2022 line up announcement full trailer. Staring First (The Shipper) & Khaotung (Tonhon Chonlatee) side dish pair from FUTS NeoLouis, and Pawin (My Gear and Your Gown). Looks good, dark, kind of Blacklist-ish meets Great Men Academy. I actually really like this pairing of Leads and I think they can handle the content. I’m excited about this one.

Fahlanruk - delayed from 2020

(Also spelled Fhalanruk - sigh) Y-novel adaptation featuring one night stand, friends with benefits, pining seme, and high heat. Trailer from June 2020 said coming 2021, so we live in hope. It’s from director Koo who has a long back catalogue of shows, if not a great track record with BL (Club Friday and Tonhon Chonlatee are his).

Plot: Fahlan (smart jock) meets Sherbet (edgy bad boy) sparks fly and they end up in bed together. Fahlan feels a lot more for Sherbet than is allowed, so he hides his feelings. Fahlan’s friends Ping and Tap, try to help their boy win his man, but are struggling with friends-to-lovers woes of their own.

Looks to be a strong contender in the Thai BL pulp dumpster fire of joy arena. It’s using tropes we rarely see and it tonally seems like a combination of Nitiman + Y-Destiny’s players episode (2 of my 2021 favorites). I like sexually messy and identity confused college dramas but this isn’t popular with BL main, and I suspect tastemakers know that. So Fahlanruk might struggle to find funding, but I will toast mad marshmallows over it, if it burns in truth.

Future the series

Based on a y-novel by Faddest (En of Love - yeah I didn’t know that was based on a novel, either). About, you guessed it, an engineering student and a dentist. Maybe this will be the FOTS we were all hoping for? Cast not fully announced yet but Fuse (the engineering student) played by Boom from the En of Love and might be the same character, in which case we can expect this one to be soft.

Heart by Heart

Half Toast Production adapting y-novel of the same name, the trailer is GOOD, and here’s an even longer one, I’m more excited for this one then I thought I would be. Has a bit of a Tasty Florida, jock/nerd, bad boy/good boy, high drama going on. Stars all unknowns but they look like decent actors. (Original trailer staring Gameplay is here, it’s now with a different production company, and new cast.)

I Feel You Linger in the Air

New Thai BL movie from the producers of Lovely Writer. This is a time travel historical romance. FROM THAILAND! H I S T O R I C A L ! ! ! Thai BL adaption of y-novel Violet Rains as I Feel You Linger in the Air has been cast and will be a MOVIE from WeTV x Dee Hup (producers of Lovely Writer). This is Thailand’s first historical BL set in the 1920s (time travel). The MDL listing has been updated with a plot description.

Intern In My Heart

Announced in February, starring Toptap Jirakit & Fame Chawinroj (the doctor in My Ride) in a WeTV production.

I Will Knock You

For Ch3Thailand starring unknowns, adapted from korean_rabbit's y-novel of the same name, directed by Champ Weerachit (2gether & Kiss Me Again) starring fresh faces. A college student and part-time tutor confronts the leader of a gang who then turns out to be his next student. College set student/tutor bad boy/good boy sunshine/grumpy younger seme pairing, enemies to lovers, bully romance? (I like these tropes).

Imado Jinja

For Amarin TV and KANTANA Group under Y Momen. Something to do with lucky cats and Japanese shrines.

Love at First Sight

The description says only, and this is a direct quote: “Reflects different social classes through trains.” I’m confused too.

Love in the Air

New MAME Thai BL offering that got a trailer and inspired much amusement.

Make a Wish

Fluke Natouch (OhmFluke UWMA etc...) & Judo (The Miracle Of Teddy Bear) to star in the upcoming WaGa Creative's medical-fantasy. Has had a read through, no trailer yet.

Middleman’s Love

(Formerly Middle Love) adapted from a Y-novel: office romance, friends to lovers, younger seme, self acceptance from reliable production house Mandee who dropped a teaser in 2021. Stars Jimmy Tommy (Why R U?, Close Friend, Peach of Time (not as a couple) and James (Beer in Oxygen) & Net (Bed Friend - see above). This pairing the specializes in soft, to be directed by Cheewin. Sigh. We saw them teased at the and of Cutie Pie so presumably they started this project next.

Plot: Jade works as a graphic designer and has always been stuck in the middle - average. His heart is hardened after a life spent being overlooked because he is not as charming or good looking as the rest of his family or friends. When his office gets a hot new intern, Mai, Jade assumes Mai couldn’t possibly be intersted in him. Instead he believes Mai is after his friend, Uea. Mai, of course, has other ideas.

Thailand’s version of Cherry Magic from their #1 softest ship? If script and production do even a half-arsed job it’s going to be adorable. Low heat and highly toothsome.

Motor-Cycle - delayed from 2019

Formerly known as Motorcycle the series, was supposed to release in 2019 and had a trailer, got bumped to 2020, and now? Who knows what’s up with this one. Dead I think.

Moonlight Chicken

Part of GMMTV’s 2022 line up, full trailer, director Aof has signed on so this is like to happen. Possibly not a romance, probably not BL, adult issues, self actualization, messy gays, cheating, soulmates? Stars EarthMix (1000 Stars, Cupid's Last Wish), First (The Shipper) and Khaotung (Tonhon Chonlatee).

Plot: Mix plays an openly gay character in a relationship with First’s character. Earth portrays a Chef who runs a restaurant while taking care of his nephew.

Apparently Thailand is entering Taiwan’s territory since this looks like a queer actualization narrative. Super smart of them to pick EarthMix for this style BL: messy gays being messy about life, love, and self acceptance. (However, do I think they can handle the high heat? Doubtful. Do I think GMMTV will bring the true high heat? Also doubtful. Case study? Friend Zone) Since this seems to be part of GMMTV’s "Midnight Series” dealing with darker themes like wealth gaps and social struggles, this might be a shorter piece. Good title. May not end happily.

Mr. Bad Guy

Only listed no further info.

My Broccoli

“The law of living in the human world is not to feel loved.”

My Engineer 2 - delayed from 2021

Second part of 2020′s My Engineer, continuation of the story arcs, but shifted focus to side couples (particularly RamKing). Filming was to start in April 2021, lockdown stopped it, so far just promo content. Many of the actors are now involved in other projects. Most of the support cast (except Mek) are expected to reprise their rolls.

My Lucky Cat

From Star Hunter, confusing but possibly about cat tribes (an old yaoi archetype) in a business setting, stars Dun (Thanu from Gen Y) and Bas (Wayo/Wayu 2 Moons, Gen Y).

My Only 12%

Y-novel adaptation (author Afterday - Bad Buddy) friends to lovers, from Studio Wabi Sabi starring SantaEarth (7 Project) about neighbors and childhood friends, Cake & Seeiw, who have totally opposite personalities slowly growing apart because of this. This one has the chemistry and the script so fingers crossed it’s not sad. To air on iQIYI.

My School President

Announced as part of GMMTV’s 2022 line up full trailer, this it their one high school set BL, with tropes like whipping boy, love triangle, and sing your feelings, it’s Love Sick + Korea and Japan's influence. Yes, we’ve seen it all before, but this is me: I never met a high school BL I didn’t want to grant a fair shake and I love me some whipping boy. Interesting to see such an old fashioned trope having a bit of a renaissance right now. All fresh faces in this one except Aun (Folk from My Gear).

My Tempo

BL collaboration series from The Brothers Thailand and Proxie Thailand with Chookiat Sakveerakul (Love Of Siam) to direct.

Never Let Me Go

GMMTV’s answer to KinnPorsche part of their 2022 line up, this is a mafia, attack dog (whipping boy + bodyguard), love triangle, obsession, suspense BL (full trailer), with Jojo of 3 Will Be Free to direct, so we know the action parts should be good. Stars PondPhuwin (Fish Upon the Sky), Aun (My Gear), and Chimon (My Dear Loser). Another dark one from GMMTV, not their strong point but this looks good but creepy. Feels a little classic yaoi with almost Japanese elements. I’m delighted to see Phuwin & Pond get a crack at something that’s not FUTS and of course Chimon ALWAYS makes me happy, since he’s one of my favorite GMMTV actors.

Nilundon - delayed from 2021

This is an ensemble of 2 BLs + 1 GL, featuring adult characters, cafe, grumpy/sunshine, rich/poor. It was postponed from 2021 to recast one of the leads, never a good sign. About a freelance photographer and heir to a famed Seoul hotel and restaurant business who, following a family death, returns to Thailand and meets a gregarious young barista. Side romances: producer is head-over-heels in love with her YouTubing bestie, and a veterinarian falls in love with the lead character’s impish cousin.

Past-senger AKA Pastsenger

Stars Marc (My Gear & Your Gown) and Copper (My Engineer) in a time slip story (90s kid travels to 2022) that seems a lot like a couple Kdrama’s I’ve watched only BL, so that’s cool. The show has a massive cast with popular actors like TIger (Top Secret Together), Champ Chenrach & Fluke Phisith (Siew Sum Noi) play side dishes. (Marc wasn’t in GMMTV’s 2022 line up, so he may have left after Bad Buddy.)

Past Love In The Future

From MAME rumored to star Smart Chisanupong and James Pongsapak aka LeonPob of Don’t Say No.

The Sweet Robot

Has been cast but with predominantly unknowns, Sib from I am Your King is the only one I recognize. Supposed to have sf/f elements.

Tell the World I Love You: Friends Forever - delayed from 2021 (Movie)

So much for Perth (Ae from Love By Chance) never doing BL again (although that subtitle gives me bromance vibes). He’s opposite Bas (Wayo/Wayu 2 Moons, Gen Y) in this action movie which has completed filming. Was supposed to release to theaters April 2021 then January 2022, not... nothing new trailer here. Established director Poj, support cast include Bank (Gen Y) about two teens falling in love caught up in the world of gagsters.

The Theory series

University set but a couple of mature themes and decent acting, kinda like what FUTS should have been only pulpy. Stars Dome (2 Moons 2) and Benz (En of Love), and Ken (Tum in Lovely Writer who I LOVE). Looks like a classic Thai uni BL about a freshman boy who falls in love at first sight with a graduating senior. I think it’s En of Love stye, so three separate but equally weighted love stories from within a cross over friendship group. (trailer).

Till the World Ends

Got nothing.

To Sir, With Love

New Thai HISTORICAL gay romance came outta nowhere (probubly not BL) aka Khun Chai. Does not look like it’s gonna end happy, but I’m still excited! (trailer)

Trouble Maker

This Faddist y-novel was optioned in 2021 (for 2022 they say) to be directed by Jane (Oxygen, SOTUS S, Nitiman, Our Skyy), starring KaownahTurbo (Love Stage!!!).

War of Y

20 episode of Cheewin’s nonsense.

Wish Me Luck

Starring my boy Fiat (Grean Fictions, SOTUS S, My Gear and Your Gown, Triage) who I’ve been waiting to lead a BL for a decade (it feels like). About a boss and his temporary employee in an advertising company, based on Bittersweet's y-novel of the same name.

Work From Heart

From DV8, starring Love With Benefits couple Gameplay & Folk a romance between two men set in the office featuring lots of other couples.

Y You Y Me

Chalk another one up to CRAZY description gods. (from WeTV). “It tells a story about BL's fandom through Gap, an ordinary boy that never has any experience and the female lead who is an active member of the fandom. The series is about the music band.”

You Are My Favorite

Adapted from a JittiRain y-novel (2gether) announced by GMMTV in their 2022 line up, (full trailer): timeslip, university set, one night stand, rewrite the past to change the future, sunshine/tsundere. Stars Krist (SOTUS) + Mike (2gether, Tonhon Chonlatee) and splitting up two long established branded pairs. Daring move from GMMTV. Another timeslip? (That’s at least 5 from Thailand in 2022). Who knew Krist would do a BL again? Like seriously? Also, is this going to be actual BL? Trailer does feature some classic tropes: elevator, rooftop assignation, lie on ground. I suspect this was originally intended to be a SingtoKrist vehicle, but I like Mike, and it’s nice to see him get a lead. I find him a likable, highly-watchable screen presence. Neither actors nor GMMTV are known for kissing in the BL, so I think we can expect this one to be Korean style low heat. These two are IRL friends though.

You Light Up My Life Again

This is a colab project between Thailand's Studio Wabi Sabi and Mainland China, directed by New Siwaj for WeTV in Thailand and Tencent in China. Chen Wen played Yang Meng, the pretty fae bestie in Addicted Heroin (2016). Thai actors include Mark Siwat (Bite Me) who plays a het side dish, and Wabi Sabi stable actors: Boun (UWMA) and Yacht (LBC). To film at Dhurakij Pundit University known for having more students from China than any other Thai uni in the Mandarin language. (Promo Trailer) Rumor is it's a proper kissing BL but will be edited (censored) and not actually be distributed to China as such, to avoid censorship. Or it will be a bromance. Regardless, don’t trust this one to HEA.

Plot: Qin Jun Hao (Cao En Qi), born into a wealthy family with a passion for basketball, breaks up with his GF, goes Thailand to pursue his dreams. He rooms with Yuan Zhiming (Chen Wen), a poor kid determined to work hard with a scholarship to study at the Faculty of Music. They grow close. Their friends include handsome senior "Charlie" (Mark), prankster "Da Ya" (Hu Hao Fan) and the basketball player "De De" (Boun).

It is about a Buddy & Budder pair system that lasts for a semester. Budder has to take care of Buddy. (For the Americans out there it’s like secret Santa but in service.) The Budder knows the identity of their Buddy, but the Buddy will not be aware of the Budder’s identity. If Buddy guesses the identity of Budder correctly, the Buddy will not need to write a report and get full marks and have the right to ask the Budder to take care of them until graduation.

Tropes already in the trailer? The little yellow backpack (it’s New after all), OMG they were roommates, jock/nerd, piggyback, beach frolic, sing your feelings, freshy games, possible love triangle.

I have a list of BLs that are cross country projects here: BL Without Borders

KOREA

Korean BL is more likely to happen than Thai BL and their trailers come much closer to release of the actual show, after filming completes.

Bon Appetit

From GoGo Studio a romance between office worker Do Hun and Yoon Soo, a man next door who cooks well.

Blueming 2

This is one of my favorites from this year (9/10). I’m not thrilled about this. It’s the same director as TMS2, and I didn’t like that one all that much. Still, I’m always intersted in where Korea goes when it’s given enough rope to hang itself.

Circumstances of Pungdeok Villa Room 304

To be adapted into an 8 ep arc (25 mins ea) about a happy-go-lucky third-generation chaebol who receives an ultimatum from daddy to: 1. Leave the house penniless and survive for 2 years; and 2. Achieve results as team leader in a new business venture. The owner of the villa he lands in ignores and disregards him. However, it turns out they work in the same company. Let the cohabitation office drama commence. Rumored to star the same pair as Kissable Lips - Korea’s first example of a co branded repeat pair. I liked them A LOT and am very excited about this show.

Eccentric Romance

From Silkwood (Peach of Time) about friends of 10 years who’ve been hiding feelings for each other enter the same university. Plus MURDER. It is already in production, stars former The Man BLK member Yoon Jun Won and Thai actor Save Saisawat (Ai Long Nhai). I begin to think every The Man BLK member will eventually lead out a BL at this point. This will be Silkwood’s second Thai/Korean colab but not their last.

Eul's Love

Adapted from a webtoon this is a reunion romance office BL.

Heesu in Class 2

Adaption of the comic by Lily, about a shy unpopular boy with a secret crush on best friend.

Comfort the Boy

(Adaptation of Dongmul's manwha webtoon A Shoulder to Cry On) to star idols Jaehan & Yechan BOTH from Kpop group OMEGA X in 12 ep run. School set, features a teasing confident gay, fake dating, and a rich/poor pairing, about homophobia/gossip putting a scholarship in jeopardy. Interesting that an idol company is allowing two idols from the same group star in a BL together. *danger will robinson” Due out in the fall.

Director Who Buys Me Dinner

This webtoon adaption is supposedly already filming about a new production house employee whose director (absolutely perfect in every way except that he seems to have lost his mind) claims to have lived three lives. Insists that they have to date if they don't want to die.

Happy Merry Ending

From Kidari Studio about 2 men who work with wedding events, grumpy/sunshine pairing.

Follow The Wind

Webtoon adaption from Myung’s BL Film (supposed to have released in the first half of 2022), from the director of My Sweet Dear.

Love is like a Cat

From Silkwood (Peach of Time) another Korean+Thai colab project, this one to star Mew Suppasit (Yeah. Fucking-A.) who plays a rookie film star, called the Cat Prince (for his cold arrogance) who goes up against a charismatic puppyish director. There is also a side romance (love triangle?) with a veterinarian. What the hell is Korea going to do with Mew’s level of gorgeous high heat? Guess who else is in the cast? Lee Geon Woo AND Chu Ji Min AKA Geonu & JM of JUST B.

Love Tractor

Comic adaptation from WATCHA (Light On Me & Semantic Error) about a stressed-out law student who family obligations force into the countryside where a series of strange encounters and misunderstandings with his hunky young farmer neighbor commence. Will this be an extended version of Strongberry’s Some More? Or Korea’s take on Restart After Come Back Home? Either way I am SO EXCITED. Country boy meets city boy is a very underused romance trope in BL.

New Employee

Ffrom WATCHA (Light On Me & Semantic Error) rumored to star Choi Si Hoon (Netflix's Single's Inferno). Another office set BL.

Oh My Assistant

Acquired and cast about but this is a sexy one for Korea, about an artist who draws adult webtoons and spends most of his time horny because of it, who hires an assistant that turns out to be his biggest fan. I guess we’re gone see how Korea handles thirst.

Secret Relationship

To be adapted by Cradle Studio (subsidiary of Kakao). About clever and resourceful Daon who has worked hard to overcome being poor. His cheap ways annoy his coworker, Sunghyeon but after “an incident” with his parents, Daon grows closer to him. But Daon also has feelings for his former tutor. This has the signs of a classic Kdrama all over it: Office setting, love triangle, lead suffering for his self-actualization. I’m optimistic about a longer treatment. Read more about it here.

Space Bakery

From Silkwood (Peach of Time) about a spaceship that crash-lands into and destroys a bakery shop. Of course this means the alien and the baker end up living together. At the same time, other aliens-in-hiding all around the city start hunting for them. One of my most anticipated BLs. It sounds SO WEIRD.

Unintentional Love Story

To star Cha Seo Won and Gongchan (maknae of K-pop B1A4). All we know is it’s a “love story that started with a lie” about rebuilding trust.

VIETNAM

About as unreliable as Thailand. No links to MDL because no Vietnamese shows are on MDL.

The Lost Ring

Reboot expansion into series of 2018 microfilm The Ring Goes Missing. College kid takes work as a houseboy for rich asshole who falls in love with him. From 02 Productions with the original lead pair, but delayed for funding reasons.

Melody In Me

Was to release July 2022 from AB Studios, Vietnam’s first classic uni-style BL featuring music and baking clubs and 2 soft boi pairing.

TAIWAN

Taiwan is more reliable than Thailand or Vietnam, less reliable than Korea.

Ghost and I Becoming Family

Movie about gay and traditional marriage with a police officer who creates a bond between a human and a ghost. Stars Lin Bo Hong and (I think) Greg Hsu.

God's Military Officer

Now THIS is a catchy title but I got nothing but rumored for CHOCO TV from the producers of HIStory 2&3.

About Youth

Alternately I Secretly Fell in Love with Student Council President (let the dumb titles continue) for CHOCO TV from the producers of HIStory 2&3, the director of H1: Stay Away From Me; H2: Crossing the Line; H3: MODC; Love Is Science is attached (we like her). About 2 high school boys with different backgrounds, personalities, and values who compete for student president, but have more attraction than animosity.

Papa & Daddy 2

Coming to GaGa starring Melvin Sia (Damian) and Chiu Mu Han (new actor as Jerry) scheduled to be released on August 8 (Taiwan's Father's Day).

My Tooth Your Love

From Result Entertainment (We Best Love series) about a dentist and his patient, a bar owner and a rebellious young man (who took the initiative even with a 12 year age gap!) script by Lin Pei who loves VERY traditional yaoi tropes (writer of HIStory1: Obsessed, HIStory2: Right or Wrong, HIStory2: Crossing the Line, HIStory3: Trapped, WBL, & See You After Quarantine?) Stars Andy Wu (Amensalism), Yu Jin, Michael Chang, and Alex Chou (composer/musician and the other bartender in WBL).

JAPAN

Japan is as reliable as Korea but takes more time about everything.

Egoist (2023)

One of my absolute favorite Japanese actors Hio Miyazawa (from His the movie) has the lead in this movie adaptation of Makoto Takayama’s autobiographical novel Egoist. He’ll be opposite super famous actor Ryohei Suzuki. This is about an openly gay but vein and superficial man (Hio) who falls in love with a personal trainer (Ryohei) who is stuck taking care of his sick mother. It’s not BL, it’s gay coming of age and we can’t expect it to end happily. Still, I’ll probubly try to watch it. Japanese movies are notoriously difficult to get ahold of, tho.

Kabesaa Doujin Sakka no Neko Yashiki-kun wa Shounin Yokkyuu wo Kojirasete iru

No English title yet Minamoto Kazuki's manga: starring Matsuoka Koudai (I know him from Five) and Nakao Masaki (Kakafukaka, Bow Then Kiss - he’s a BIG DEAL ya’ll) slated to be released in October. (source) The description from Crunchyroll is up on MDL but it’s incomprehensible.

My Beautiful Man: The Movie AKA Utsukushii Kare 2

I’m very nervous, I think that series stands alone and is perfect as it already is. I’m worried Japan is over egging the pudding. Meanwhile, My Beautiful Man won the Grand Prix “My Best TV Award” at the 16th Galaxy Awards.

Our Dining Table AKA Bokura no Shokutaku

Mira Ori's BLOVED manga (especially be me) is getting an adaptation! Lonely salaryman (talented cook) gets accidentally adopted by a college kid and his baby brother. They build a family together. This is a sweetly gentle and cozy manga and it will make a GREAT live action piece. I’ve recommended the manga in the past to anyone who likes BLs like Ingredients, To My Star, What Did You Eat Yesterday? and I think we are in for similar gay domesticity to Old Fashion Cupcake with this adaptation YAY!

Takara-kun to Amagi-kun AKA Takara and Amagi

AKA Takara-kun and Amagi-kun 8 eps about a popular guy and an outcast boy who like each other and start dating in secret. Premieres August 18 no word on distribution yet.

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Cambodia released a trailer of upcoming Khmer BL មើលបានហាមសម្លឹង AKA Eye Contact. We are in “don’t bet on it happening (or finishing)” territory.

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Dated July 2022. I’ll be tracking these on my magic spreadsheet henceforth and no updating this until the end of year report. Ask if you want to know more.

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Reluctant Renegade - Prologue

Pairing: Dean x Female!Reader

Word count: 2,620

Summary: After the night that saw his transformation into a vampire, resulting in the death of his wife, Dean spends his lifetime seeking revenge on the one that turned him. Reluctantly living outside the law because of what he is, he finds his niche as a bounty hunter, hired by families looking for someone, anyone to avenge the deaths of their loved ones. He doesn’t play by the rules, finding justice for the victims by any means necessary.

But as dead bodies rack up and catch the attention of a young, naive but by-the-book detective, she won’t stop until she finds out who's responsible for them. Dean knows he has to convince her of his innocence, but can he do that while maintaining his secret? And when the alpha that sired him finds him first, can he keep Y/N safe?

Warnings: Angst, attack, blood, tears, more angst.

A/N: This series has been a long time coming, but I'm so excited to get it out to you all. Inspired by the song Blood Like Lemonade by Morcheeba. Beta’d by my love @evergreencowboy. Big thanks to @writercole for being one of my cheerleaders on this since the idea came to me. Hope you all enjoy it, happy reading! :)

A/N 2: Also, I really need to stress that this is a mini-series, prologue, 8 chapters, epilogue. It’s a short but clear arc, and I’m really happy with the way it turned out. So, yeah. I hope you all like it! :)

Series is complete on Patreon!

Healing holy man, once upon a time

He lived for his wife up until the crime

November 16th, 1892 – Charlestown, Massachusetts

The sky was thick with dark clouds, the night overcast like a blanket over the moon and the stars. The streetlamps burned as the only source of light, illuminating the cobblestone that covered the streets that were lined with several shop fronts, supplying the small town with all the necessities. At the end of the main road stood the church, frequented by most of the townspeople, but so was the tavern a few feet away. It wasn’t unusual for them to spend their nights drinking amongst other things, and then spend the following Sunday wanting to change their ways.

Candles were lit and scattered around the interior of the church, the stained glass windows shimmering as they depicted different stories from Scripture. St John’s Episcopal Church was quaint but managed to fit all those that visited on Sunday mornings comfortably, with the rest of the week being a quiet space for the reverend to work. Behind the altar, Dean worked in the small office. His week was usually filled by working on his sermon or helping members of his congregation, and when he was done for the day he would walk the short path to his home, back to his wife. The vows he took hadn’t forbidden him to marry, but it had taken several years for him to find the woman who he wanted to spend his life with.

Dean sat behind the solid wood table, the surface covered in parchment with all his notes, his King James Bible at the centre of it all, opened to Ephesians 6:12. His green eyes scanned over the verse several times, his mind reeling with all the possible ways into preaching about that passage. He had woken up that morning with the verse in his head, the words calling to him as if they were some sort of message or warning that he had to project to his congregation.

For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places

The creaking of floorboards alerted him, his head lifting up from the papers in front of him as he tried to listen for the sound again. He stood up from the chair, wondering if maybe one of the members of the church needed his help, even if it was unusual for that time of night. A figure approached him as they stepped into the small room, instantly making him smile.

“I certainly wasn’t expecting you,” he stated, walking around the desk and over to the woman he had fallen for many years ago.

“It’s far too late for you to be here,” Carmen scolded lightly, her hand resting on his chest over the fabric of his robes. “I’ve come to accompany you on the walk home.”

“Darling, you know it’s perfectly fine for me to go on my own,” he reasoned, taking her hand in his.

“It frightens me, Dean,” she whispered, looking up into his eyes with fear behind hers.

He shook his head, pulling her close as he wrapped her in his embrace, her head tucked under his chin as he rocked her gently. He glanced up at the wall, his gaze locked on the old painting of the Archangel Michael slaying the Devil, the verse he had been studying ringing true once more. “There’s nothing to fear.”

Carmen shifted back, smiling softly as she curled her fingers over his. “Shall we go?”

“Of course.”

Dean discarded his robes and folded them neatly, leaving them on the table at the back of the room. He picked up his coat and put it on quickly, admiring the way his wife’s slender hands slipped into the gloves she always carried with her. Winter was creeping in, the bitter chill in the air already setting in on the nights he would walk the short distance back to their home. Soon the frosty air would be an all-day occurrence, something that always unnerved him. The summers were his favorite, a way to take advantage of balmy nights down by the creek and watch the stars for hours, with his love beside him.

He blew out the candle on the table and offered Carmen his arm, smiling as she linked hers around, both of them leaving the room. They made their way to the front of the church, a low grunt leaving him as he pushed the wooden door, closing it behind them. Holding close to each other as they descended the stairs and began the journey home, the cold wind whipped against their faces. They turned down the familiar alley that put them on the path to their residence, the short heels of Carmen’s shoes clicking against the cobblestone. It was an easy mile, a straight trail back which they had taken many times before.

Dean’s ears perked up as he heard something behind them. Not wanting to scare his wife, he didn’t turn around, but made sure he kept her close as he continued to listen. They followed the dip in the path, the surrounding alleyways as pitch dark as the sky above them. It was unsettling, and without alarming Carmen as she walked beside him, he discreetly picked up the pace.

A third set of footsteps joined theirs, the growing silhouette of a man appearing along the wall as he stepped out from the alley. Slowly, he stalked towards them, his heavy boots echoing against the stoned street. An uneasy feeling settled deep in Dean’s stomach, but he paid it no attention as the man stopped in front of them, cutting off their path.

“May we help you with something?” Dean asked, trying to keep his voice steady as his hand tightened over Carmen’s.

“Yes,” the man replied, the timbre of his voice deep and menacing even with a single word. “I believe you can.”

He stepped closer to them, an oil lamp hanging outside the exit of a shop illuminating his face. His blonde hair was slicked back, his skin smoother than normal, paler than the average person, and his blue eyes sparkled with something ominous. He glanced behind them as a sinister grin spread across his face, causing Dean to turn around. He saw three more men approach them, equally intimidating. He looked over at his wife, seeing her throat constrict as she tensed in fear, her eyes meeting his.

“We don’t mean any of you any harm,” he reassured the men that surrounded them. “Let us pass and we won’t speak of this to anyone.”

“Oh, we know, all we’re looking for is a little something to eat,” the blue-eyed man stated, his eyes shifting to Carmen. “And I think we’ve found it.”

His hand reached out quicker than Dean could anticipate, grabbing Carmen’s arm and pulling her towards him. A scream erupted from within her as he wrapped her in his hold, her back pressed into his chest, holding onto her arms in a vice-like grip as his other hand grabbed under her chin. Dean growled as he moved forward, seeing the fright written on her face, but felt a harsh pull on his arms as the other men dragged him back.

“Let her go!” Dean yelled. The figure to his left lifted his leg and delivered a knee into Dean’s stomach, making him groan in pain.

The blue-eyed man squeezed Carmen’s face, forcing her to look at Dean. She struggled against him, trying to pull away from his hold but the fourth man stepped away from Dean to help hold her in place. She watched her husband struggle against the hold of the other two, taking hit after hit against his face and torso.

“Stop!” she cried.

“It’s either him or you,” the blue-eyed man threatened, pulling her face up to look at him. “Though I’d much prefer to have you.” His face moved down along her jaw, his nose pressing into the skin of her neck, breathing in the lavender perfume she had applied. His smile widened. “Perfect…”

Dean watched as the blue-eyed man pulled Carmen tight to his body, his mouth attached to her neck. A blood curdling scream left her as she thrashed against him, unable to escape his hold over her. He tried to run towards her, to get to her, but the other men wouldn’t cease their blows; he was too weak. His eyes locked with hers, her mouth open in a silent scream as tears filled her eyes.

“Let her go! Let her go and I’ll- I’ll give you anything you want,” he tried to reason with them, but it was no use.

The blue-eyed man stepped back from her suddenly, her body falling limp onto the ground as she breathed heavily. He turned to Dean, streaks of blood dripping down his cheek as he pulled Dean by the lapels of his coat. His green eyes widened as he saw the man’s mouth covered in his wife’s blood, his teeth unlike anything the preacher had ever seen before. They retracted into his gums to show the man’s regular set, only alarming Dean more.

“Have your fill boys,” he instructed his men, his grip on Dean tight enough to handle him on his own.

“NO!”

Dean’s eyes shut as he heard Carmen’s cries echo in the dark of the night, tears rolling down his own face as he tried to push away from the man in front him, but he had strength enough for a hundred men, something Dean couldn’t compete with no matter how much he tried.

“Please, please,” Dean pleaded as he looked at the man in front of him. “Please don’t hurt her, l-let her go…”

The man’s blue eyes stared down at him, with no sign that he was going to relent. He looked back at his henchmen as they fed on the woman lying on the floor like a pack of animals, a sly grin gracing his features. “On second thought, leave her alive.” He glanced back at Dean, the smile never leaving his face. “I have a better plan for these two.”

He brought his wrist to his mouth as his extended from his gums once more, a small stream of crimson running from his alabaster skin. Dean jerked back as he tried to pull away from the blue-eyed man’s hold once more, but he overpowered him, shoving his wrist against Dean’s lips, holding the back of his head in place. Dean groaned, pushing his hands against the man’s chest, but he remained in his stance like a marble statue. He felt the blood from the man’s wrist flow into his mouth, the bitter taste running over his tongue and slipping down his throat with ease. The man pulled away from him quickly, dropping him to the floor. Dean coughed and spat on the ground, wanting the disgusting tang to be out his mouth.

Dean tried to look up at the men as he breathed heavily, but his head felt heavy. His eyes began to hurt, stabbing sensations running through his sockets and into his brain. His skin felt as if it was ablaze, the feeling covering his entire body. A sharp ringing sounded in his ears, but just as soon as it started, it gave way to the sound of beating. A heart beating, slowly, as if it was about to fail.

“W-What have you-you done to me?” he asked, his hands shaking against the cobblestone as he looked up at them.

“Given you freedom,” the blue-eyed man replied, smirking. He held Carmen in his arms again, her eyes hooded as she hung limp in his grasp, her neck streaked with crimson. “Enjoy the first meal of your new life, Reverend.”

The blue-eyed man dropped Carmen to the ground, her body falling weakly against the stones. The men were gone, as if they had disappeared into thin air. Dean hadn’t seen where they had gone, his eyes solely on his wife. Her breath was shallow as her form convulsed, her eyes fluttering as she turned her head towards her husband. A sob left him as he crawled over to her, his face wet with his emotions. Somehow, he could hear her heart, her blood pumping.

“D-Dean,” she stuttered, her hand reaching out for him.

He stroked her head, comforting her as he leaned down, kissing her forehead. “Shh, my darling, don’t talk…”

His nostrils flared, the scent of the blood running down her neck overwhelming his senses. He squeezed his eyes shut, shaking his head as he tried to understand what was happening, but he couldn’t. All he knew was that her blood smelled intoxicating, and somehow, he desired to know what it tasted like. He grunted in pain as he felt blinding pressure in his gums, his eyes locked on Carmen’s as he saw her body wracked with sobs, her brown orbs looking up at him in fear, sadness and yet, there was still love for him in her eyes.

“I-I don’t understand-” he tried to reach for his face, but with an unsteady hand she took his, her fingers curling around his.

“It’s okay… it’s okay,” she whispered. She gave him a small nod, smiling weakly. She knew what was about to happen.

“I-I can’t,” he cried, fighting all the new instincts that were rushing through him. He couldn’t hold on much longer, the smell and the sound of her blood pumping completely overpowering him.

“P-Please, Dean,” she begged, tears running down her face. “I can’t live like this…”

Dean breathed in deeply, averting his eyes up to the sky in a silent plea to his maker that maybe, he wouldn’t have to do this. That he would heal Carmen and cure him of this… this thing that he didn’t understand that was coursing through him. He closed his eyes, the sudden realization that he was alone and that the great entity above wasn’t going to help him. Refusing to look into his wife’s eyes as it would break him to his core, he wrapped his arms under her torso and held her close, taking in the paleness of her flesh. He bent down and sunk his teeth into her neck, a moan leaving him as the blood hit his taste buds. He felt everything heighten suddenly, his hearing, his sense of taste, his touch and his sight. He drank as he heard Carmen’s heartbeat slowly fade, and within seconds, it stopped.

He pulled back and felt his teeth retract, fresh tears rolling down his face as he looked upon Carmen’s features. Her eyes were open as she stared up at the sky above, her body lifeless. He lifted his hand and closed her eyes just as he shut his. He knew that God wouldn’t help him, but he prayed that his wife, the most beautiful soul he had the privilege of knowing, could reach paradise.

He stayed beside her in that alley until dawn arrived. He couldn’t bury her and he couldn’t wait for townspeople to discover them. Whatever was pumping through him was raging, and one taste of blood wasn’t enough. Carefully, he laid her down on the ground, his thumb stroking her cheek one last time.

He stood up, and without a glance in her direction, he walked away from her, from his old life. There was no hope left for him, and he somehow had to find a way to live this new life or a way to end it.

And in between trying to live or finding a way to die, he would track down the men responsible for ruining his happiness.

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Dress: NEW ARRIVALS Marie A. Sequin Mini Dress ($850) | Jacket: Simone Rocha Puff-Sleeve Cropped Leather Biker Jacket ($1,995.00) | Sandals: Brandon Maxwell Twist Heel Metallic Leather Sandals ($1,095.00) | Clutch: Judith Leiber VINYL RECORD ($3,495.00) | Choker: Chanel CHOKER Métal, strass, perles de verre & verre (1 250 €) | Hair bow: Jennifer Behr Christelle Bow Barrette ($540.00) | Sunglasses: Chanel LUNETTES CARRÉES (420 €)

This week's featured Disney hotel is Disney's All-Star Music! For this outfit, I drew inspiration from the world of music using a mix of pop and rock. The rock-inspired section of the hotel, which features a giant jukebox, caught my eye, and I also took cues from the glamorous and shiny outfits worn by Taylor Swift on her recent tour for a pop vibe.

For this pop-inspired look, I knew I had to include a leather jacket. I wanted to find something that would make a statement and stand out in a crowd. While a classic James Dean-style jacket was an option, I decided to go with a more feminine approach. I found a beautiful cropped jacket with puffed sleeves that caught my eye immediately. It was love at first sight, and I knew it would be the perfect addition to my outfit.

To elaborate further on the pop music theme, I selected a stunning dress that has a beautiful, glittery pink color that catches the light in a dazzling way. It also flounces with every dance move, making you feel like a true pop star. To complete the look, I paired the dress with a pair of phenomenal Brandon Maxwell sandals. These sandals have a twisted heel that adds an extra touch of fun and playfulness to the outfit.

The clutch, shaped like a vinyl record, is a clear reference to the classic rock era represented by the hotel’s jukebox, while the sunglasses add to the rockabilly look started by the leather jacket.

The final two accessories are the choker and the hair bow. The choker's gem colours complement the dress and shoes, while the nearly pewter-coloured metal matches the edgy side of the outfit. The black color of the bow complements the leather jacket, while the sparkling crystals give it a touch of glamour to match the shiny dress.

Now, who’s ready to dance the night away?

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Sunshine, Starlight, Sweetheart, Brightside: Chapter 11

Masterlist here

Bonus mini chapter : Chapter 12

Steven Grant X OC X Marc Spector

Summary: If you've been waiting for some Marc/Sam content, here you go! Fluffy, and theeeeeeeeeen less than fluffy.

Warnings: Bringe drinking, mentions of puke, mentions of SH scars and SH wounds.

This is an ongoing fic of my OC (Sam), Sam is in an established relationship with Steven and things are building with Marc. Could be read separatly if you really squint and use context clues. You can find the full story at the master list or on my AO3, romana_rose

Jake is is red, Marc is bold, Steven is italics

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Sam was spending Friday night at her place, Marc and Steven were talking this time to rest and clean the apartment. Jake had appeared here and there to make a comment. He made Marc uneasy, but Steven decided to look at it like Sam said, it can be a positive. They were both here for a reason, after all.

Steven woke up to a phone call. He was too groggy to look at the number. Marc said not to answer, but Steven didn’t want to be rude.

“Hello?”

A woman’s voice “Hello, is this Steven Grant?”

Steven was about to reply, but Jake took over “Whose asking?” Enough of a British accent that no one would notice it was fake unless they were listening for it.

“This is Elena, Sam’s friend”

Steven pulled forward again, sitting up “Elena? What's wrong?”

“Sam gave me your number for emergencies, I hope that’s okay”

This isn’t good, get ready to go “Yeah, yeah, is there an emergency?” Steven started panicking. Let her talk before you run out the door

“Um, no, I mean maybe? I can’t find her…”

Steven’s heart dropped “What?”

“Yeah” Elena sounded worried, the background noise was loud, people passing and yelling and music. “I walked away 2 fucking seconds and she was gone, she wonders around sometimes and she will go off with anyone when she’s drunk and I’m really worried. I was wondering if you’ve heard from her?”

“No, no I haven't, I’ll come help look.” Hold on, she shares her location with you “Oh, wait, she shares her location with me, I’ll look” Steven flipped through his apps and found Sam’s location, she was between streets in what he assumed to be a bar. “Are you near 52nd?”

“No, WTF how did she even get there? Can you send it to me?”

“I’m near-by, I’ll come get her” This was a lie, but he summoned the suit and would be there quickly.

“Oh my god, thank you. I didn’t know if I could get her home, she’s stronger than me. Thank you Steven, I mean it.”

“Are you okay? Do you want me to get you too?”

“No, no I’ll be okay. I’m going home, she gave me enough of a scare for one night”

“Thank you for calling me” he was out the door.

“Text me when you find her and when you two are home”

“Will do, good bye”

Steven sped to where she was with the suit and had it disappear and walked into the bar. There she was, dancing like a madwoman on the dance floor to Fergie.

He briefly watched her, relieved she was safe, but also entranced. She wasn’t a good dancer, but that wasn’t really the point of dancing in a bar, was it? She was in leather pants, a white crop top and a maroon jacket, in an outfit that made him think of James Dean. But when he watched her take a drink from a man, he walked over before she could drink it.

“STEVEN!!!” she screamed and ran to him, nearly knocking him over “OH MY GOD WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!!”

Steven glared at the man she was with and he walked away. He pulled Sam back to look at her “Elena called me”

“OH ELENA WHERE IS SHE?!” She was loud.

Steven remembered to text Elena that he found Sam “Are you okay? Come on, let's get you home.” He began to pull her out of the dance floor.

“NOOOO Steven PLEEEAASEEE! I requested a song and I wanna hear it!!”

“Sam, I think we should go.”

“NO I WANNA HEAR MY SONG!”

Let me handle this Steven let Marc take over.

“What song is it, Brightside?”

Sam laughed loudly “OH FUCK I don’t remember!”

Marc sighed “Okay, if I play a song I know you’ll love, will you leave with me?”

“OOOOOHHH tryna take me home, handsome?” he couldn’t tell if she was doing a bit, or if she was really too drunk to know who he was.

“Sam.”

“Fiiiine! Then you can take. Me. Home” she poked his chest to punctuate each point. Marc held onto Sam’s hand, not daring to lose her again, and went to the DJ, slid him some money and the DJ promised to play it next. Marc paid Sam’s tab and got her card back, putting her card and phone in his pocket so she didn’t forget or drop them.

When the beginning to Mr. Brightside came on, Sam screamed so loud Marc’s ear hurt. “OH MY GOD MARC!!! IT’S OUR SONG!!!” Marc couldn’t help but smile. He knew she would love it. She grabbed his hand and tried to take him to the dance floor “I don’t dance, Brightside. You have fun, I’ll be watching”

“NO! Marc pleeeaasseee” she put her hands on his chest, sending a spark through him “Marc pease, just once?”

She kissed his cheek so tenderly, he knew he couldn’t say no. “Okay. One time.” He went out to the dance floor and let Sam guide him. She only really knew moves that were borderline swing dancing, so that’s what they did. Marc began to take over, spinning her, moving her in and out, and finally dipping her at the end.

As she looked up at him while she was dipped, auburn curls hanging low and her blue eyes sparkling at him, he wondered if a person could look more beautiful. She was gripping his neck, and as he pulled her back up, she used the momentum to pull him into a kiss. Marc briefly kissed her back, then his senses took over and he pulled back, she buried her face in his shoulder “You don’t want to kiss me?”

He stroked her hair and held her close. He whispered “I want to, more than you know, Brightside.”

“Then why won’t you let me?”

“I’m not Steven.”

“I know. You’re my Starlight, and I want to kiss you.”

“You’re drunk, you’ll be glad I didn’t kiss you in the morning.”

“I feel sick”

“I’m sure you do. Let's get you home.”

She clung to him as they exited, and when they got away from the crown, he summoned the suit, letting Steven take over. She puked behind a dumpster, before Steven could grab her hair and she got throw up in it.

“Come on, I’ll carry you home my darling.”

“Nooooo, I’m gross, I’ll get puke and make up on the suit” she stumbled into a puddle and fell back into the water.

“Oh, oh yeah, I’m carrying you. Don’t worry about the suit, it cleans itself…” then more to himself than to her “I think. I guess I don’t really know how it gets clean.”

He scooped her wet body up and carried her to her home, letting himself in with his spare key. Get her out of the clothes or she’ll get sick. But she’ll be naked. She’s drunk, I don’t want… I don’t think I can do that. Jake, I know you’re here, just go okay? Understood and he was gone.

Just look away. I think she’ll prefer being warm. Try and wake her up first, she might be able to do it.

“Hey love” Steven tried to sturdy her “Can we get you out of those clothes?”

Her eyes were closed, but she talked “Ohhhhh Steven, awfully cheeky”

He smiled, “No love, you’re soaked.”

Sam seemed like she was trying to make a sexy face “All for you babyyyyy”

Steven couldn’t help but laugh “Let's get you in some dry clothes” he pulled a pair of pjs from her draws, when he looked over, she had taken off her shirt and bra “Oh god, okay” he put the top on and held her up “Can you take off your bottoms now?” she did as she was told and Steven looked at the ceiling as he helped her put them on.

He then carried her to the bed. As soon as she was on the pillow, she was out like a light. He got a wet washcloth and ran it over her hair as much as he could, getting as much pink puke as he could. He found makeup remover and took off her face make up and some of her eye make up, the stuff on her lids and eyebrows. He knew she would be concerned about a break out if she slept with it on. Next, he set his alarm for 8. She usually met her Little Sister on Saturdays, so he figured he’d wake her up and see if she needed to go.

Don’t forget her socks, they are drenched from the puddle. Right, right

He grabbed a pair of fuzzy socks from her drawer and went to take off her high socks, but his heart dropped when he saw what they were hiding.

Marc… Oh my god…

Her ankles and the lowest part of her leg were covered in burns in various degrees of healing, only stopping around her TARDIS tattoo. Marc please tell me that's not what I think it is. It is… And they are very recent, aren't they? Some might be within a few days… you can see there are open wounds from the bubble of the burn, she must’ve been picking at them… Steven this is really bad

Marc felt Jake return, he was being to become more aware of Jake’s presence in the consciousness.

Yeah, I know, you don’t have to tell me its bad, Marc, she’s burning her skin open, you don’t have to fucking tell me it’s bad. She hasn’t been taking her meds What? How do you know? I confronted her after I figured it out And you didn’t tell me? Jesus Marc, you didn’t think I needed to know? She said she’d tell you! “Well she didn’t!” Steven accidentally shouted, but stopped when he saw her stir, but breathing was becoming difficult.

Give me the body Steven, you’re having a anxiety attack, I can feel it coming

No, you’re fucking useless but he felt his heart rate speeding up.

Marc took the body by force. He went into her medicine cabinet and got some first aid what are you doing? The wounds are open and she got street water in them, we need to prevent infection. Steven watched from the mirror as Marc went to work, cleaning her ankles, patting them dry, then putting antibiotic cream on them very carefully. He put gauze around them to prevent irritation. She’ll know we saw them tomorrow. We’ll have to talk to her about it. Can you put those fuzzy socks on? She always wears them. Her toes get cold easy… she thinks it’s poor circulation… yeah, of course, Steven. Marc put the socks over her bandaged ankles. He let Steven take the body back. Steven put a blanket over her and crawled into bed, pulling her close. He watched her sleep. Steven, you gotta go to bed buddy... It’s fine, I used to do this all the time, remember? But his eyes were already heavy. I know, and how well did that work? I can’t leave her… We won’t leave her, I won’t go anywhere, neither will Jake, right Jake? Sure. See? It’ll be okay. You’ll need your energy for tomorrow. What if something happens while we’re asleep his eyes closed and sleep pulled at him, Steven tucked Sam closer to him. I’ll stay up and keep an eye out. That’s not how it works Steven mumbled in the consciousness. Go to sleep. She’ll be safe, I promise Steven let sleep take him.

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we could be more | dean winchester | 17

SERIES MASTERLIST

THE PURE, THE DARK AND THE RELENTLESS

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : GASOLINE - HALSEY

“Hey, vamp.” I smiled, sitting down by my sister Quinn’s bed. She smiled weakly, reaching out to hug me. “Did you brush? Let me see those canines.” She laughed, showing me her teeth. I called her vamp because she had two little pointy canines, and that’s where the nickname came from. “How’re you feeling?”

“Not any better.” She whispered. “What about you?”

“Me? I’m not getting any better either.” I sighed, kissing her head, then snuggled into bed with her. “If you don’t get better, neither will I.”

“You can cut it in front of me, sis.” She gave me a knowing look. “Princeton’s great, isn’t it?”

“I dropped out of Princeton.”

“Oh. Why?”

“You need my help. Mum needs my help, especially when Dad’s gone.”

“Hunting.” The word came out her mouth like poison almost, making me raise an eyebrow.

“What’s so bad?”

“You and Dad risk your lives. It’s scary when you leave and don’t come back for days.”

“I’ll always come back. I’m here now, right? I’m here to help.”

She took my hand. “Ivy-“ My dad turned up at the door, cutting our conversation off. He gave us both a kiss on the forehead, sitting on the other side of the bed, talking to Quinn about my latest hunt.

��Ivy, I have to tell you something.” Quinn whispered, trying to hold my hand.

“What is it, vamp?” I asked, frowning.

“It’s Dad. Something happened on October 28th, 1996.”

“What did?” Just then, she went limp, the machine flatlining. “Quinn? Hey, vamp? DOCTOR!” The doctors ran in, including Dad, and ten minutes later, Quinn was pronounced dead. Amid tears, I took Dad outside. “What happened on October 28th, 1996?”

“I took Quinn for a road trip.”

“What really happened?”

“Really, nothing! She got some bad food poisoning that day, and that’s it.”

“Just that?”

“Yeah.”

“Nothing else?”

“I swear to God, nothing else.” Then I softened, and so did he. “C’mere, jellybean.” He pulled me into a tight hug, both of us crying.

“She didn’t deserve this.”

“Nobody does.”

I closed the video tape when Sam and Dean came in, biting my lip. Then I casually, but as quickly as I could, shut the lid, standing up.

“Are you sure you’re not coming?” Sam asked. “We sure could use you on this hunt for Greeley.”

“I’m sure.” I nodded. “It’s just some stuff I have to figure out. You guys can do it, I’m sure.”

“It’d go a heck of a lot better with our best tracker.” Dean winked. “But your loss.”

“See you, Ivy.” Sam smiled, his hand on the doorknob.

“Catch you later, Beanie.”

“See you, boys.” Once they’d left and I heard the Impala leave my driveway, I started drawing all the blinds, my heart pounding in my chest. My phone started ringing, so I picked it up, holding it to my ear. “Hey, Bobby. Are you near?”

‘We’re just outside your door.’

“Alright, it’s unlocked.” The door opened, and James, Dad and Bobby walked in, fully geared up. I locked, latched and barricaded the door behind them, sighing. “Thanks, guys.”

“No problem, mini.” Bobby nodded, hugging me.

“Anything, sweetheart.” James kissed me quickly, then my forehead. Dad just gave me a look which I hadn’t seen from him before. Pity.

Unmasked, bitter pity.

“This is all happening too fast.” I whispered. “Way too fast.”

“We can’t control any of this, jellybean.” Dad grimaced.

“That’s what’s too fast about it.” I emptied my gun, giving it to Bobby. “I have no control. It’s just crashing down, all at once, cause these things know what they’re doing and how to do it.”

“So, what’s the plan?” James asked, loading his own gun reluctantly.

“We need to secure the house, first. Then you need to hide the weapons, then we wait with me in a rota. Any sign of me starting to slip and you push and tie me to that chair.” I nodded to the metal chair I’d placed in the middle of the room.

“Alright.” Bobby nodded. “Who’s gonna take first shift?”

“I will.” James volunteered with a set jaw, so Bobby and Dad left to secure the house. The moment we were alone, he stepped forward so he was a few inches away from me, cupping my cheeks and taking a good long look at me. I could feel his pain, I really could. His breath felt shaky, and his eyes were glazed over while his cheeks were tinged red. He gulped, and I sighed.

“Don’t look at me like that, James.” I pleaded. “You’re gonna make me cry.”

“How can you be so okay with this? With dying?”

“How can you not be?” I paused, also taking a shaky breath. “I can’t stop it. I just have to accept what is.”

”We can still change it-“

“Look in the lore books if you want, but there’s nothing.” I bit my lip, then smiled sadly. “Anything else you wanna get off your chest?”

“You can’t die.” He refused, pulling me in closer, his green eyes boring into mine. “You just can’t. Who’d I be if it wasn’t for you? I’d still be working that damn 9 to 5 in Baltimore, I never would have found out Pete for who he was and I never would’ve fallen for you, and hell, I can’t imagine my life without you in it now. The moment I saw you, I knew you were trouble. That smirk, which let me know that you knew exactly what you were doing, your confidence and your eyes, looking like they were stripping away all of my layers and that’s what you did. You just got me and I don’t know how much I got of you, but I am hooked. I’m hooked on you like you’re a drug, Ivy, and I used to work in narcotics, so imagine the irony.” He took a moment to let it sink in, then let out a breathless laugh. “It’s safe to say that I’m hopelessly in love with you.”

“James-“ I was cut off by him kissing me, pulling me flush against him by my waist. I wrapped my arm around his neck, my hand cupping his face and then the back of his neck. His hand found the back of my thigh, lifting my leg up to his hip as I felt his touch directly on my skin. Then I wrapped my other leg around his waist, prompting him to carry me over to the sofa, laying me down and giving me a look that asked for permission. I nodded, and he took off my shirt, doing the same for him. I cupped his cheeks, taking James in for the last time. Every scar he’d gotten, the muscle he’d gained from the academy, and… “Your tattoo.” Just over his heart. He had multiple, but this one stood out. It was IR.

“Got it after Baltimore.” James smiled. “I didn’t wanna forget you if I never saw you again.”

”What if you get married?”

“I’ll borrow my wife’s foundation.” He grinned. “But while I’m a bachelor…” He leaned in to kiss me again.

I realised I had dozed off, but James was gone, I was decent and Bobby had taken shift. I sat up, checking myself.

“Alright.” Bobby leaned forward. “Tell me something only Ivonne would know.”

“My name is Ivonne Hazel Rainer. I was born on January 6th, 1979. My mom was your sister, and… uh… I was the one who shot Sam’s foot when he was possessed. I’ve won three county gold medals in gymnastics and one national championship.”

“Checks out.” He nodded. “How’re you feeling, short stack?”

“Bobby, I’m taller than you.” I chuckled. “But I’m doing worse. Someone wants me to know something.”

October 28th, 1996.

“Know what?” He frowned.

“That’s what I wanna know.”

“Don’t you think we should call Dean and Sam-“

“Don’t you dare.” I growled, anger flaring up inside me for no reason.

“Don’t take that tone with me, girl.”

“I don’t know what came over me.” I whispered. “I-It just happened.” Then Dad walked in, and I instantly flared up. I got up off the sofa, storming over and taking him by the neck and shoving him against the wall. “Tell us the truth.”

“Ivy, let him go!” Bobby snapped. Dad struggled to breathe, his hand trying to push mine away.

“October 28th, 1996. Tell them what-“ James seized me by the waist, a cloth with chloroform being clamped over my mouth and nose. I struggled, trying to push him away, but then I felt myself slipping away, everything going black.

I woke up again tied to the chair, groaning. “I’m having way too much beauty sleep.”

“She’s possessed, isn’t she?” Dad coughed. I felt a surge of rage, but I fought it off. I can’t act on it anyway.

“I’m not.” I panted.

“The hell you are. Ivy doesn’t just lash out like that.” Bobby frowned. “Should we try an exorcism?”

“It won’t work.” James sighed.

“No, I…” I bit my lip. “I’m not possessed. I’m not a prisoner in my mind, I’m doing all of this consciously. I wanted to hurt Dad, make him tell the truth about some road trip. It’s just a road trip!”

“Even so, we need to keep you tied up.”

“I know, and I fully respect that. I just can’t look at Dad without getting extremely angry.” I gritted my teeth, shaking my head as things pounded on my head. I could practically feel my brain at this point. “But there’s something wrong. The anger, that pure rage, I enjoyed it and I don’t know why. H-Have I gotten hexed?”

“We stripped the house while hiding your weapons.” Bobby shrugged. “No hex bags.”

“Then what’s wrong with me?”

“I don’t know.”

My head whipped to Dad, the emotions rising again. “I’m tied to a chair because of you. My family’s dead because of you.”

Dad recoiled. “Jellybean-“

”TELL ME THE TRUTH, YOU SON OF A-“ The door burst open, and Sam and Dean rushed in.

“The hell is going on?!” Dean snapped, then saw me in the chair. “Why have you tied her up? Huh? Are you possessed or out of your minds?”

“You told them?” I scoffed.

“We had to. She tried to choke Mick to death.” James grimaced.

Dean bristled. “I’d say the douchebag deserves it!”

”She also snapped at Bobby.”

“That’s not normal, yeah, I see why you tied her up.”

”Have you done the information check?” Sam asked, putting down the stuff and then checking my eyes for the usual darkness.

“Everything checks out.” Bobby sighed. “It’s her but not… her.”

“Well, we can’t just leave her there.” Dean shrugged. “As long as she’s not going psycho and swinging bats like last time, we can let her go.”

“It’s too risky. We need a sure fire way to tell that it’s her.”

“This is awkward, but…” James drew air in with his teeth, “I hooked up with a girl once. Claimed she was a psychic, and I half believed her cause she could read people’s minds as easily as she could breathe. Her name’s Pamela.”

“Pamela Barnes?”

“Yeah.”

“That could work.”

Pamela walked in, startled by the sight of me tied to a chair. “Bobby, honey, what am I dealing with?”

“A dreamwalker.” Bobby replied.

“Fun.”

“Hey, Pam.” James grinned, waving.

“James, darling. I’d give you a kiss, but your girl here,” She nodded to me playfully, “wouldn’t approve.” Then her eyes landed on Dean, a small smirk gracing her already sly expression.

“Thanks for keeping that in mind.” I chuckled. “Hi, Pamela, I’m Ivy. These aren’t the best circumstances.”

“Ivonne Rainer.” She grinned. “I’ve heard a lot about you. What am I doing with this dreamwalker?”

“I need to find out if it’s inside me or not. I’m having random bursts of anger, but it’s me and not me at the same time.”

“I can help with that.”

Next thing I knew, I was drifting off again.

“Ivy, can you hear me?” I heard Pamela say from absolutely nowhere. I looked around; I was in the hospital Quinn was admitted to. Carter was in the hallway, pacing, while Lily was in Mom’s arms, crying. I remembered this day. It was the day where I was meant to walk in on behalf of Dad, who was out hunting, and receive the news that she had developed cancer.

”Loud and clear.” I replied, looking around at the hazy surroundings.

“What do you see?”

“I’m in a hospital.” I took a good look at the place. “It’s rather empty. This was the day which my sister Quinn was diagnosed with cancer.”

“Does anything seem off to you? Like people are ghostly pale, or things are different from that day?” I walked up to my family, but they didn’t notice me. I looked into the hospital room and there I was, crying because the news had just been broken to me. Quinn looked so fragile, thin, upset, not anything like the bubbly girl she was. I had more freckles and less lines on my face, and I was just… younger. And even though I was crying, I could tell that I used to be happier. I circled the room, then looked at the report. The scale the cancer was at… it’d been developing for three years.

1996.

”Holy-“ Something grabbed me-

I came back to the right realm, my hands undoing the knot that bound them together. Pure, uncontrollable, satisfying fury boiled up inside me, and I bared my teeth at Dad. “You.” I snarled. “WHAT DID YOU DO?!”

“Ivonne!” Dad snapped indignantly, but I let go of the rope, my hands now free as I stood up, grabbing him from the scruff of his neck and throwing him to the floor. Pamela rushed to the other end of the room, gasping.

“WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SISTER?!”

“BEANIE!” Dean grabbed me, but I elbowed him in the face, grabbing a vase and smashing it across his head. He slumped to the floor, unconscious, and when Sam came for me, I took out my gun and struck it across his temple, making him crumple as well. One by one I knocked them out, James with his head to the wall and Bobby by a swift punch. I approached Dad, who scrambled up, ready to fight.

“You better have a good trick up your sleeve, Mick Rainer.” I smirked, cocking my gun. “Because I know all of them.”

“Don’t make me fight you, jellybean.” He whispered, but I just threw my head back and cackled, shaking my head when I made eye contact again.

“You can’t be serious.” I chuckled. “That macho man line isn’t applicable in this situation. Because I’m prepared to fight, and you should prepare to fight too. And lose.” I kicked him in the stomach, sending him crashing into a bookshelf. I tutted, catching an incoming punch and twisting his arm sideways, jabbing my gun into his neck and leaving him gasping for breath. “And before you give me the ‘this isn’t me’, sappy bull, I’m gonna settle your sorrows.” I grabbed the scruff of his shirt, holding him roughly. I tapped the muzzle of the gun against his temple, smirking. “This is me. This is everything I’ve wanted to do for eight long years. And I’ll ask you this one more time. 28th October. 1996. Think carefully before you answer, Michael. What happened to my sister?”

“I… I don’t know.”

I growled at the answer, throwing him down again and holding my gun out, flicking off the safety. “I knew you’d lie-“

“Beanie.” I turned to see Dean, blood dripping down his head. I kicked Michael in the face, rendering him unconscious right before Dean took me by the shoulders, shoving me against the wall. He placed his forearm against my chest, teeth gritted. “Snap out of it.”

“I am in it.” I smirked. “How much do you actually know about the seven year grace period I had before I met you and Sam, huh? What I did?”

“Why should I care?”

“Your girl’s a murderer, Deanie.” I laughed proudly. “You remember Carter, right? I killed him.”

“Carter killed himself. The knife in his-“

“Never… existed.”

“You’re a liar.”

“Doesn’t mean I can’t be a truther on occasion, Dean. When he was about to kill me like he did the rest of my family, I shot him. Not with Michael’s gun, that wasn’t enough, no. The second after the dreamwalker left, I got the wits that something gave me a gun. Shot from it and killed Carter instantly. That gun?” I chuckled. “That gun was the Colt.” His hold on me got weaker, and I cackled again. “I’d never admit this under any other circumstance, but when I shot him, I didn’t feel guilty. Neither with Xavier. Boy was cute, but dispensable.”

“This isn’t you talking, Beanie.”

“This is every single one of your Beanie’s inner thoughts. I’ve lied to you, Dean, I’m a cold blooded killer.”

“Let go of her.”

“There’s nothing to let go of.” I retorted. “When will you get it? This is me.” I flipped the position, knocking Dean’s head against the wall before pushing him down to his knees. I grabbed what I could of his frustratingly short hair and pulled his head back, taking out a pocket knife and trailing it from his cheek to his neck.

No.

No what?

Don’t kill him. Please. Don’t kill any of them.

I had a fleeting sense of clarity, the anger dissipating from me as I stared at Dean, who was begging me to stop. I took a deep breath, then stored the knife. “Not you,” I pointed my gun at Michael. “him.” I shot him in the abdomen, then turned to Dean, somehow allowed some time to convey my own message to him. “Don’t follow me, don’t try to find me, any of you. Get as far away from here as possible, get Dad to a hospital and tell Ellen and Jo the situation so they can notify the right people. Ash can help as well.”

“I can’t just leave you-“

“Do it.” I demanded. “Get Will while you’re at it. He knows, he can help. His number’s in my phone book which is hidden behind the family photo in my bedroom.” I felt myself slipping, so I fought to regain control for a little while longer. “Keep yourself safe.” I then ran out of the door, sitting in the Mustang and driving off.

“Ok.” I panted, my hands gripping the wheel. “You’re gonna tell me why you’re taking this approach this time. I know you’re here, dreamwalker, so speak up.”

“I need you to listen.”

“And is that gonna happen if you’re making me knock out all of my close friends?”

“You have no choice, no distractions. You can listen. Please.” Something about the voice was too familiar. Way too familiar.

“Fine. But tell me first: where the hell am I driving to?”

“You’ll see.” They paused. “There’s a ‘67 Chevy Impala behind you.”

“Dean, I told you.” I growled, slamming the wheel. Then I jerked it around, slamming the brake and forcing Dean to stop. I looked straight into his eyes, and shook my head. He put a piece of paper on the windshield, revving the car. Sam gave me a pleading look, while I looked behind me and saw James and Bobby in James’ car.

I’M NOT LETTING YOU GO.

“They need to go.”

“I can’t exactly shake them off.”

“You can.” They told me. “There’s a reason why I chose you to possess. You’re better.”

“I’m not.”

“You’re a trained killer at this point. That’s what you are, and you can’t escape it.” My foot involuntarily pressed the gas, and I sharply turned the wheel, going down a side road. I gritted my teeth, cursing. “It’s a shame that you never got to live the life you wanted. Neither did I, though.”

Then it clicked.

“I know who you are.” I gasped, then floored it, turning up at the hospital where Quinn died. I got out, my feet leading me inside. The building was abandoned, and I was led into the car park. “You can come out now.” My voice echoed throughout the empty space, gripping my gun tight. “Get out of me and tell me why you did this, Quinn.” Dean and the others ran in to see my shadow extending from my body, building up and forming someone.

My younger sister, Quinn.

“Took you long enough.” She smirked, tilting her head. “Hey, sis.”

“Sweetheart.” Dad breathed, and her head snapped towards him with a blind fury.

“Quinn, look at me.” I ordered, and she tore her gaze away and looked at me. “October 28th, 1996. You went on a hunt with Dad, didn’t you? And you got turned. But instead of making you stronger, it backfired and slowly killed you until you were about to die. And you kept quiet because you were in a family of hunters who you thought would kill you if you spoke up. But you tried to tell me.”

“I tried to tell all of you.” She sobbed. “But he,” - She pointed at Dad - “kept on interrupting and warning me not to. I died because of your precious father. And before I reached the afterlife, my spirit was stopped. By the yellow eyed man. He told me that if everyone in the family who wronged me except Carter died, then I’d get peace. But I couldn’t get to you, and it got too much. I didn’t account for the Colt, so I had to escape. You’ve been the last straw, Ivy. Then you brought our father back, the person who caused all this. Xavier and Carter didn’t have to die! If you’d have just let me-“

“Quinn, this is wrong.” I frowned. “You made me kill people to get to you. I don’t recognise you. You’re not my sister.”

“Let me kill him!” She pointed to Dad. “And it’ll all be over. I promise.” I almost said yes, I could feel it on the tip of my tongue. One word and it’s all finished. No more… pain… no more suffering, the things that I didn’t deserve. I raised my siblings, not this excuse for a dad, so why does he deserve to live? Especially after he ensured my sister’s death.

But… what kind of person would I be if I let her?

“No.” I raised my gun, setting my jaw. “I can’t let you do that.”

“Fine.” She huffed. “Someone else has to die instead.” She disappeared, then James tackled Sam, taking out his gun. Dean wrestled him off with the help of Bobby, but then he returned to normal. Then Dean growled, putting a sharp pressure on James’ shoulder, dislocating it. He cried out with pain, then Bobby suddenly struck Dean on the face, blind fury in his eyes.

“In nomine Dei…” I yelled, “te ex hoc corpore expello!” There was a deathly silence, then I spotted Quinn rushing up to Dean, holding a knife. I ran like I’ve never run in my life, pushing past Sam and James and then shoving Dean out of the way, feeling a sharp pain in my stomach. The knife was in my stomach, and she pulled it out, looking shocked. I laughed, realising. “You’ve kept me alive when you could kill me. If I die, your purpose is gone. You can’t live, the yellow eyed man won’t let you.” Then she dissolved again, and I staggered back, collapsing against the wall and sinking down to the floor. I held my hands over the bleeding gash, while my vision zeroed in an out as I fought to survive, but… something told me otherwise. James and Bobby rushed a bleeding Dad, who hadn’t been hospitalised yet, to the Impala, preparing to take him to the hospital. Dean and Sam knelt by me, the latter taking my hand.

“You guys are safe, right?” I breathed, grinning but feeling blood trickle down my chin, even more so when I coughed. I laid my head against the wall, the call to close my eyes taking over my mind at a painful speed. “No Quinn infecting your heads?”

“Ivy, you’re dying.” Dean stated shakily, the words hitting me like another knife. “That isn’t important-“

“Of course I’m dying, you dumbass!” I burst out, my voice strained. I wiped a tear from my cheek, knowing that my face was now stained red. “I just… I didn’t want it to be this soon. And you guys shouldn’t have come.”

“You’re so damn stubborn, Beanie, but so are we.”

“Ivy.” Sam grimaced. “We could’ve helped-“

“You couldn’t.” I coughed, feeling the gash more than ever. “I was going to die anyhow.”

“What?”

“Lift up my sleeve.” Sam lifted up my sleeve, revealing the red rune. I took my bloodstained hand and swiped it slowly over the rune, and it hissed, stung a bit, glowed blue and then disappeared, the skin looking like it was never there. I chuckled breathily, wincing at the shock that struck me when I did. I didn’t want to go, but I couldn’t be saved. I knew it. And bleeding out didn’t seem ideal. “A droplet of love was the blood of my sacrifice. Made for someone I… someone I care about.”

Dean looked like his world was crashing around him, tears falling down his face like a waterfall. “No. No, it can’t be.”

“It is.”

“Why didn’t you tell us? Why didn’t…” He let out a sob, squeezing his eyes shut. “You dumbass, Beanie. You’re a stubborn son of a-”

“That’s no way to talk to your saviour.” I joked, feeling numb rather than pained now. I could feel the prospect of air slipping away as it became harder to keep my eyes open. If I closed them, I’d still die slowly.

“We need to get you an ambulance.” Sam gulped, also crying.

“It’s not going to do anythin’.” I smiled sadly, then I put my gun in Dean’s hand, the silver stained scarlet. “You need to promise me two things.”

“Yeah.” Dean nodded desperately, his hand cupping my cheek. “Tell me.”

“First, I need you to kill me.”

“No. Not this again.”

“Quinn won’t care if I’m dyin’. She could come back and possess me to keep me alive for all she cares, and I’m just gonna keep bleedin’ out here if she doesn’t.” I cleared my throat, my breathing becoming quicker. “And promise me…” I directed his hand so the muzzle of the gun was on my chest, “that you won’t blame yourself.”

“You can’t ask me to do this.”

I cupped his cheek, tears falling down my face. I saw the red from my wound smear across where I was touching, and his eyes flickered to my bloody hand, his breath hitching at the reality of what had to happen. “Promise me.”

“Beanie-“

“Promise me, Dean!”

“Don’t you dare, boy!” Ellen and Jo ran in, and upon seeing me, they both started crying. “My gosh, Ivonne Hazel Rainer, what have you done?”

“Ivvy.” Jo wept, holding my hand.

“It’s ok.” I assured, squeezing Jo’s hand and nodding to Dean with the biggest smile I could muster, a tear streaking down my face and disturbing the sea of scarlet. “It’s ok, it’s not your fault.”

Dean leaned his forehead on mine, and I could feel his attempts to hold onto his tears. “Don’t do this.” He begged, the break in his voice evident while I tried to stay strong for him. He needed me to.

“Please.”

“I love you so much, Beanie.”

“We all do.” Sam added. “More than anything.”

“I love you too. All of you. And tell James and Bobby that I said goodbye, yeah?” I closed my eyes, waiting for it. I heard one last racking sob as I took my last breath of actual oxygen, my life flashing in front of my eyes like a film reel. The life I didn’t live.

Then everything became black.

If you hear the shot, it wasn’t meant for you.

Dean immediately put the gun down like it burned him, pulling the lifeless body into his arms and cradling it, letting out piercing sobs.

“You’re alive.” He whispered, kissing my head over and over. “You got me, Beanie. You can wake up now. C’mon, this isn’t funny.”

Ellen put her hand on Dean’s shoulder, her other hand over her mouth as she shook, crying as quietly as she could. Sam held Jo to him, tears streaming down his face silently as he took gasps of air. James and Bobby rushed back in, and the moment they saw the body, James turned away, hand over his eyes while Bobby dropped the gun he was holding, breaking inside as salty liquid started to soak his face. The sight of his niece dead, after everything he’d been through, after every battle he fought with her, was something he never expected to see. Never wanted to see. Bobby walked over to Dean, kneeling slowly beside him. “Dean-“

“Why?” Dean shouted, then let out a heart-wrenching yell.

“WHY?!”

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