#they added it just for the episode just to taunt me

[pinesicle]

hello. can anyone hear me

#i’m the last bitch here in the mtz tag. but #if there’s anything about me it’s that i will always be thinking about c-53 and cameron AMEN! #if mtz has 1 fan it’s me if it has no fans i’m dead etc etc #mission to zyxx #benny.mp4 #mtz #i made this video months ago and i still haven’t moved on from it #never ceases to amaze me that this verse was added for the episode #it was not in the original song #they added it just for the episode just to taunt me #like. yeah this is fire it'll change the trajectory of benny's life. post that shit

[houseofripley]

hello :) I have fanfic idea. So how about reader comes over to Rhea’s house and it’s snowing so reader has to stay longer because of the snow storm but Rhea pulls out the game dunk desires (a spicy card game) and things get heated ;) (PLZ SMUT AND FLUFF ENDING🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾) anyways bye bye 👋

Locked In.

Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS: 18+ SMUT, Thigh Riding, Spanking, Strap-On Riding, Strapwarming, Slight Manipulation??? WORD COUNT: 2,773 A/N: literally started working on this the second i saw this. loved this prompt

“Hello hello! I’m here!” You called out as you let yourself into your friend Rhea’s home. “You better not be robbing me, I have a knife!” Rhea joked from the kitchen.

You approached the woman finishing cutting up a watermelon. “You need to learn how to lock your door Rhe-Rhe.” Rhea set her knife down and turned to face your direction, flexing her arms. “Have you seen these guns? No one could stand a chance,” she said before putting the chopped up fruit in a bowl. “Also I left it unlocked for you, it’s fucking freezing out there. I didn't wanna make you wait in the cold.”

“What a gentleman,” You teased as you patted her back. The both of you made your way into the living room before plopping yourselves into the couch. “I swear people completely forget how to drive the second they see a couple of snowflakes.” You grumbled while a chuckle came from Rhea.

The two of you had spent the past few months spending bits of your free time together growing your friendship closer. But the past few weeks Rhea had been begging you to come to her place  nearly everyday. She also became more possessive over you, you noticed how jealous she got two nights ago when you went out with your group of friends. Rhea only talked to you the entire night and would tense up whenever you spoke to anyone other than her.

“Now why was I dragged to your humble abode today?” You questioned as the snow fell outside the large window several feet behind you. Rhea gave you a big cheesy smile before saying “Board games!”

You groaned “Will you ever get bored of forcing me to play your old people games everyday?” You complained to the woman. “You know you love it,” Rhea claimed before adding on “I just want to finish one last episode of my show.” As Rhea began watching her show, you stared at the dark twilight outside.

Both of you were soon disrupted by a weather alert blurting from the TV. You turned away from the window and looked over at Rhea whose eyes were glued to the TV screen, then turned your attention to the weather alert reading “Winter Storm – Blizzard Warning: In Effect 6 PM Through 11 AM – No Travel Advised.”

“Shit,” You mumbled looking at your watch. 5:28 PM. “I should get out of here before the roads get too fucked.” You said as you stood up. Rhea quickly grabbed your hand “No stay, I don’t want you driving out there. The roads are probably slippery already, I’d feel awful if I made you go home in this weather.” She coaxed.

“I’ll be okay Rhea, I really don’t wanna be a burden.” You said looking down at her. “I want you to stay.” Rhea stated, grabbing your other hand. The pair of you studied each other's faces before you nodded “If you insist…” You mumbled while the woman smiled and let go of your hands.

As the last few minutes of Rhea’s show played she made her way to the kitchen and grabbed a handful of beer bottles to place on the coffee table. “If we're gonna be stuck here we gotta at least get buzzed.” Rhea voiced as she made her way to her closet which housed all her games. 

You sat on the floor in front of the sofa as Rhea brought back an assortment of Monopoly, Skip-bo, and Connect 4.

“You ready to get your ass beat?” Rhea taunted, causing you to roll your eyes. “In your dreams, Ripley.” You bantered. Rhea winked at you before taking a swig of her beer. 

The woman had beat you in both Monopoly and Skip-Bo. “I need some damn wine.” You grumbled as you stood up.

You poured two glasses of the first red wine you noticed then brought them out to the living room. “Thank you, beautiful.” Rhea smirked, her compliment catching you by surprise leading your cheeks to flush. 

“You’re cheating!” Rhea accused after multiple rounds of her losing to you in Connect 4. You made a sarcastic angry expression “It’s Connect 4 how would I cheat!?” You snickered out. “It’s gotta be rigged!” She swore. “Rhe-Rhe it’s a piece of plastic I promise it's not rigged, also it’s not my fault I’m always two steps ahead of you.” You said playfully patting her thigh. 

“Not always,” Rhea muttered under her breath. You shot her a confused look, “Hm?” You hummed out. “Ah nothin’ you go pick the next game.” 

Rhea scootched back onto the sofa as she watched you make your way to the closet. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion once you spotted a sealed box. You walked back to Rhea, sitting down next to her holding the box she bought just hours before you came over. 

It was a card game that you never heard of, ‘Drunk Desires’ was labeled on the plain black box. “I have literally never heard of this…” You commented, Rhea gave you a look of disbelief before voicing a simple “Seriously?” 

“What is it? Teach me how to play!” You urged, assuming it was a game comparable to Cards Against Humanity. “Oh I’ll teach you how to play,” She purred out as she opened the box. “All you have to do is draw a card and do what it tells you, if you don’t you have to take a drink…but only draw the white cards first.” Rhea instructed, scooting closer to you.

The game seemed simple enough so you took a hold of the white card on top of the deck.

“Tell your game partner what you adore most about them.” You read out, you looked at Rhea smiling. “Ummm, I like your constant attitude…and big strong muscles.” You giggled out. “Oh yeah?” Rhea took a loose grip of your upper arm, her thumb running up and down your skin caused your hairs to stick up.

Rhea used her free hand to pick up a card that read ‘Tell your game partner a dirty secret.’ “I think my little secret will remain a secret until later,” She grinned.

“Now tell me why I can’t know now?” You pushed. 

“I'll tell you later…I promise” Rhea offered. “Hmm, you gotta drink and tell me later.” You persuaded her, she shrugged before taking a sip of her wine.

You both took turns pulling seemingly simple yet flirty cards, you both had answered nearly every question. The drinks you both previously consumed had obviously built  onto the tension the two of you had building over the past few months. 

Rhea’s hand slid onto your thigh as she urged you to grab a black card. “Have a three minute kissing contest, the winner drinks.” You stuttered looking over at Rhea, the both of you staring into each other's eyes. Your breath hitched slightly, you weren't expecting the game to take a twist down this road. “I-I’m sorry, you can take a drink if you don't want to, no need to worry.” Rhea assured you.

“No, I want to.” You confessed quietly as you slowly straddled the buff woman. Rhea grinned, “You have no idea how fucked up I am over you,” Rhea whispered as you rested your forehead against hers.

“Fuck, what type of game have you gotten me into…” You muttered, your hands gripping on Rhea’s shoulders. Lust had taken control of the both of you. You weren't sure who dived into the other first, but the one thing you were sure about is how intoxicating that first taste of your closest friend was.

Messy kisses worked to sync together while Rhea’s hands explored your hips. Both of your tongues mashed together while light groans escaped the back of your throat when Rhea began grinding your hips against her lap. Your hands found their way tangled into Rhea’s hair as her tongue investigated your mouth.

Rhea’s lips traveled down from your jawline to your neck, her teeth bit down on your sensitive skin before pulling away licking her lips. You could tell Rhea had been waiting ages for this. “I think we both deserve a drink for that.” Rhea murmured after prying herself off of you. 

Once you had both set your glasses down you reached over to grab Rhea a card. Rhea bit down on her lip before reading “Both you and your partner must remove a clothing item of the other's choice.” She paused for a moment, “Let’s get you out of those pants, pretty girl.” You obeyed and stood up from her lap, you let Rhea pull the waistband down and off your legs. Her hands caressing your legs for a few moments as she admired you.

You eagerly pulled the woman's shirt off before tossing it onto the opposite end of the sofa. “We have all night sweetheart, what are you in such a hurry for hm?” Rhea teased.

You bent over, grabbing your second black card that read ‘Go into another room and send a naughty selfie to your partner.” Protecting the card in your hand you let the woman know that you’ll be right back before hurrying off to her bathroom.

Once locked in the bathroom you slipped your hoodie and shirt off. You leaned against the wall posing and snapped a photo of your body in the mirror before sending it to Rhea. You added a text simply stating “Missing you in here. :(“

You knew your message had been seen when you heard a yell from the other room, “Get your ass back in here!” Rhea demanded. You decided to stay inside the bathroom, curious as to how she’d take it. “I know you heard me, I don’t like waiting.” The woman's voice approached.  

Rhea had pulled her next card and slid it under the door. ‘Take your partner’s underwear off without using hands.’ was displayed. “You got two options, sweetheart. You could come out now and have some fun with me or you can stay in there and I’ll go to bed without you.” She threatened.

You reluctantly opened the door, Rhea caught you by surprise as she threw you over her shoulder. “Good choice.” She mumbled out.

“Now be a good girl for me and you’ll get what you need.” The woman warned you as she laid you back into the sofa. “I’ll be the best girl for you.” You promised as she kneeled in between your legs. Her lips smirked while kissing on your inner thighs, a thread of whimpers escaped from your throat. She began to bite and pull at your panties, using her hands to keep your legs open for her. As your panties fell to your ankles, Rhea’s finger struck a single swipe up your folds, causing you to yelp out. “Such a sweet girl…” Rhea stated, licking her finger. 

A new card was handed to you as Rhea sat down. You flipped the card around to show the woman. ‘Grind on your partner's thigh for two minutes.’ It read. Rhea spread her legs apart as you settled yourself onto her left leg. ”Atta girl” She hummed.  A moaned “Shit Rhea'' left your mouth once your bare core began rocking against the fabric of the woman’s jeans. The two of you connected your lips as you whimpered into Rhea’s mouth, her hands traveling around your back.

Rhea’s hands got to work unclasping your bra, sliding it down your shoulders, and discarding it.

“Such a wet girl for me,” Rhea pulled away from your lips as she muttered while your sweetness leaked through her jeans.

You both knew you were past the point of no return. You needed each other…and you needed each other fast. 

You whimpered as Rhea pulled you up off her leg. “Shh, give me one second and I promise I’ll make you feel so good.” She reassured you while tugging off her jeans to reveal she had been packing the whole night. Rhea knew tonight was gonna be the night you finally screamed her name.

“Come sit on my cock baby.” Rhea murmured, helping you align your hips with hers. Your head fell back as you began sinking onto her. A whispered “Rhea,” came from your mouth as you settled at the bottom of her strap. You slowly rocked your hips back and forth as you let your walls adjust to her size. 

As you began slowly bouncing up and down her you threw your head into Rhea’s shoulder. Your hands clinged to the woman’s biceps. “So big…Rhea” You whined out, your nails digging into Rhea’s skin.

“Fuck!” Rhea groaned under her breath. “Taking me like such a good girl.” She complimented while her hands guided your hips to bounce faster. Your hands lifted Rhea’s bra off her chest. Whimpers filled the room while your hips traveled up and down Rhea’s length.

“That’s it…so good.” Rhea quietly reassured you. She did not expect how sensitive you’d be, the smallest movements leaving you overwhelmed. 

Tears formed in your eyes as Rhea’s hands held you down, forcing you to rock your hips against her. You moaned against the woman’s shoulder, your clit rubbing against the leather of her strap-on. “Feels so good doesn't it baby,” Rhea comforted.

 Your teeth clamped down on her shoulder once her hands guided you to bounce on her length again. “I know princess,” was said before a kiss was planted on your forehead. “You’re doing so good for me.” Was whispered in your ear. A loud yelp came from you as Rhea’s hands striked down on your ass.

Rhea’s hands tightly gripped your ass leading your hips to rock forward and backward as you bounced on her. You rested your head against Rhea’s cheek, tears escaping your eyes. Your walls tightened around her as your cries turned to screams. “I need you to cum all over me baby.” Rhea urged you.

“Rhea!! Fuck!” You screeched as your orgasm peaked. “God!” You yelped. Rhea helped stabilize  you once your legs began shaking eventually she let you sink onto her length after your legs gave out.

Rhea’s hands brought your face to match hers, planting a long kiss on your lips while your final tears fell from your eyes. “You were perfect.” She praised, wiping your tears. She let you move your head to rest on her shoulder as you let out a pitiful whimper. “Shhh…it's all okay baby.” She quieted her voice, her fingers tracing in your hair.

The woman let you rest on her as you occasionally delivered weak kisses to her neck. “I got you darling…you have no idea how long I've been waiting to hold you.” She whispered, wrapping her arms around you. After letting you rest a while she lifted your hips off her length, shushing you as you whined. She slipped off her strap before lifting you off the sofa. “We gotta get you in the bath, pretty girl.”

Your back laid against Rhea’s chest while you bathed together whispering sweet nothings. “Hey…what was that secret you were gonna tell me earlier?” Your question broke the comfortable silence.

Rhea laughed before admitting “That wasn’t a real weather alert earlier.” 

“What's that supposed to mean?” She had confused you.

 “It’s some year old year old recording I found. I've been keeping an eye on the forecast and chose today as the perfect day. All I had to do was make sure it was playing before you got here.” Rhea grinned whilst coating your hair with conditioner.

You scoffed out. “And you think all that was easier than asking me on a date?” You teasingly asked. “Where’s the fun in all that?” Rhea quipped.

“You bought that game just for tonight, didn’t you?!” You interrogated Rhea. Her silence told you everything you needed to know. “You bought that game cause you were scared to make a move huh.” You accused. 

“Woah hold on!” Rhea protested, “I was not scared, I just wanted to try something new.” She tried deflecting.

“You’re not fooling me Ripley, you’re a major softie. All clingy and jealous!” You teased. “I am not clingy at all!” Rhea fussed.

“Rhea, we are in the same tub and you are clinging onto me for dear life, what’s your excuse for that, hm?” Rhea tightened her grip on you more “I’m keeping you warm of course!” She chuckled.

You were absolutely right, Rhea was so infatuated with you she wouldn’t let you out of her sight until she had to go back to work a week and a half later. She went as far as trying to beg for you to be able to travel with her. Now that Rhea got to hold you, she never planned on letting go.

#rhea ripley angst #rhea ripley fanfic #rhea ripley oneshot #rhea ripley x reader #rhea ripley x you #rhea ripley smut #wwe smut

[taskmasterhistorian]

Blah blah blah, I see you’ve been thinking about the kiss. Have you considered thinking about it harder?

Series 6 Episode 6 - The Kiss

First, the full clip, for context:

And now, we scrutinise.

(Some parts have been slowed down for a more detailed analysis.)

He said, with no emotion, fidgeting with his hand nervously. Also not enough people are speaking about the moan. He moans! Greg is already excited, though playfully, because he knows what's about to happen.

Greg says his line straight to camera, taunting Alex. Alex is visibly nervous, still fidgeting.

They begin to turn to each other, Greg is already grinning, Alex is far more sincere.

They lean in. Alex has to lean a bit further out of his chair to reach Greg. Alex’s hand is still on his chair. Alex’s other hand and Greg’s hands both go down with their knees. (So in sync). They’re already tilting their head, Alex to the left and Greg to the right.

Some hesitation, or rather, Alex leans forward, lips parted, but Greg backs up a bit.

Alex leans in again, giggling anxiously. Greg doesn’t move, also grinning, but more so at Alex. They’re so close, but they manage to not touch yet. It’s as though they have been struck by the reality of what they’re about to do.

Greg goes in for the kiss and now Alex can follow. Greg closes his eyes first and puckers up a bit more than Alex.

Alex completes the kiss with a final peck and backs off with a slight grimace. Greg smiles and doesn’t move quite yet.

Alex nods satisfactorily to camera and Greg pulls away. They adjust their legs and settle back into their seats.

Questions: Is Alex a) in shock, or b) full of regret? And what is Greg writing on his cards? (I have a conspiracy theory that at least half of the time he is scribbling nonsense, and I demand that he show us the cards.)

Greg cringes a bit. Just for camera? I’m not convinced he’s that upset about it.

Later, Greg touches his lips. In fairness he always has his pen in his mouth, so this could very well be insignificant.

And that’s The Kiss!

In conclusion: Greg takes the lead in the kiss and is an absolute tease. We also know that Greg writes these post-ad break bits. Which makes sense considering how excited he is, but it also leaves me dumbfounded. I don't even know what to say about that.

Bonus:

Alice Levine and Asim Chaudhry absolutely unsurprised and supportive. They get it.

I feel like I’m holding my breath until they kiss again, but it seems unlikely. But for now they won’t shut up about their fanfic, so that’s pretty satiating in the meantime.

#I cannot describe how insane I felt making this #taskmaster #alex horne #greg davies #S6 #S6 E6 #the plot #touch #greg initiates

[julesthequirky]

The Choice: Chapter Six

All my work is purely aimed at those 18+ so minors kindly, DNI.

Summary: You find three of your favourite characters in your home. It shouldn’t be possible, but there they are. In the flesh. How the hell did they get there? And surely there’s a way to get them back? But as you get close to each one, the thought of sending them back proves difficult to comprehend.

Characters/Pairings: Fem!Reader, Dean, Beau and Ben (Soldier Boy)

Warnings: Language, typical Soldier Boy behaviour.

W/C: 1,560

Ben sat sulking, staring out the window as you drove. A cover of a well-known song by a British girl group came on the radio. You nodded your head, fingers tapping against the wheel as you drove.

“Now, I won’t lie, I’m impartial to some Taylor Swift and some of them newer artists from time to time, but this…it’s hurtin’ my ears.”

Beau reached out to change the radio station, and without looking, you lightly smacked his hand.

“Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole.”

You said it automatically, not even thinking about it.

Beau quirked his brows, shaking his head lightly. From the mirror, you saw Dean smirk.

“House rules…” He said quietly with a slight smile on his lips.

Ever since Dean uttered those words in the first Supernatural episode, you’d taken the motto as your own. Your ex hated it whenever you’d reprimand him for wanting to change the radio station. He got so sick of the motto he almost banned Supernatural. He hated Dean, but most of all, he hated the motto coming from your mouth. Whenever he drove, he’d try to get a rise out of you, taunting you, using the motto to his own advantage, but he’d get more pissed off when it didn’t bother you.

“Why is it so…quiet?” Ben asked, with a distasteful expression on his face.

You frowned. It wasn’t quiet. The radio was on. Then it occurred to you that he didn’t mean the sound from within the car but rather the sound under the hood.

“It’s electric.”

“Electric?!” Came from all three.

From the rearview mirror, Ben’s distaste soured.

Dean leant towards the middle console, hand on the back of Beau’s headrest. Ben barged his way forward, shoulder to shoulder with Dean.

“The fuck you mean It’s electric?!” He barked.

You sighed and rubbed your temple.

“Oh, darlin’…don’t tell me this is one of those Musk contraptions.”

Beau sounded so disappointed.

“No. No, God, no. It’s just an electric car. Not everyone wants a gas guzzler, y’know. And it’s environmentally friendly.” You added pointedly.

It wasn’t aimed as a jibe, but that’s how both Dean and Beau felt about it.

“Baby gets me anywhere I gotta be. She’s gotten me across the States and back more than I can count. I tell ya, she’ll always be more reliable than this tin can, and there’ll always be gas stations.”

You rolled your eyes. Dean would protect Baby to the ends of the earth and through different dimensions. You loved Baby, too, but his love for her went above and beyond, rivalling anyone’s love for a car.

“If Pedro heard you talking that way ‘bout him, it sure would hurt his feelings.”

Pedro was a damn truck. An inanimate object.

You steeled yourself, gritting your teeth and tightening the grip a little on the steering wheel.

“Jesus Christ…” You muttered under your breath. Men and their cars.

You steered the car into the busy mall parking lot.

“I get it. You love your cars, and being in an electric vehicle is some type of violation against your manhood or whatever, but get over it. Henrietta’s got me through thick’n’thin, and I won’t have you trash-talking her.”

Dean and Ben retreated to their seats, and Beau looked out the window. You slowed as you drove through the lot, looking for a space.

“You called yours Pedro? You gay or something?” Ben asked right out of the blue.

Beau sighed, “No, I’m not gay. And I don’t know, the truck seemed masculine, so…. Pedro….”

Ben huffed but stayed silent.

You steered the car into a spot in the mall’s huge parking lot and cut the engine. You took a breath to collect yourself.

“What kinda name’s Henrietta anyway?”

You twisted around, shooting Ben a death glare.

“Don’t you besmirch the name of my car otherwise, you’ll be walkin’ back. Got it?”

Ben smirked. “Oh, please, sweetcheeks, you wouldn’t.”

You held his stare, deadpan.

“Wouldn’t I?”

You challenged him. Daring him to rise above you. He scoffed, huffed, rolled his eyes, and mumbled, “whatever”, only to stare back out the window.

You sighed, scrubbing a hand down your face.

“Alright, let’s do this.”

*

Ben made you the most nervous as he walked through the mall with you, Beau, and Ben in his Supe suit, minus his shield. This man needed clothes and stat. Your concern was that they would be recognised, and the secret would somehow be out. What secret? That somehow, three fictional men were out in the real world. And it scared you.

But Harmony wasn’t a big city, and you didn’t know many who were as mad about Jensen Ackles as you were. Still, you couldn’t shake the angry buzzing in your belly as you white-knuckled the shopping bags.

“You alright there?” Beau nudged your shoulder gently. “Ya seem to be gripping those bags like your life depended upon it.”

You looked up. He was so earnest, so caring. Your heart squeezed in your chest.

“Maybe I should’ve left you guys at home. What if someone sees you? What if Ben’s right and people don’t believe you’re triplets? What if—”

“Woah, woah, darlin’, it’s like you said, we look more like triplets than the set down the road. It’ll work. Trust it. Just relax a little. You’re more wound up than weasel about to pop.”

He squeezed your shoulder, and the buzzing inside eased. You released a breath, relaxed your jaw, and loosened your grip on the bags.

“There ya are. Now, what’s the plan?”

Ben scratched his chin, then folded his arms over his chest.

“Just to get a few clothes. Enough for, say, a week or a couple days. I got the money. It’s no big deal, so don’t worry about it. Then we’ll go get groceries.”

“Okay, dokay.”

You ignored all the clothing stores heading to the big Walmart superstore at the back of the mall, but something must have caught Beau’s eye as he veered off into a store. Boot Barn.

“Oh, ho. Looky here.”

You grabbed Ben’s arm and steered him into the store, pressing a light hand to Dean’s back. Ben grumbled about being manhandled like a child, but you knew he would have walked off.

You saw Dean perk up at the cowboy hats on display.

Oh boy.

Ben took control of himself and mumbled something about being in “Cowboy country.”

Beau picked up a boot on display.

“Now, these are a beaut.”

“So, get them.”

He looked at you and tilted his head with a bashful smile.

“Nah, I couldn’t…”

“Why not?”

“They’re upwards of three hundred bucks, darlin’. I couldn’t take advantage of you like that.”

“Nonsense. You like ‘em, so get ‘em.”

You grabbed a box and pushed it to his chest.

“Try them on.”

You then left Beau to his own devices and went to find Dean. On your way, Ben nudged your shoulder, lowering his head to your ear.

“Hillbillies and their moral codes, amiright?”

He sniggered, and you glared at him. “Don’t be mean. He’s got more decency in his pinky finger than you’ve got in your whole body.”

Ben huffed and wrapped a hand around your arm, tight, yanking you close. The air whoosed out from your chest, and you stared at the anger directed at you. It left you speechless, even more so when he gripped your chin between his thumb and forefinger, locking his intense green eyes with yours.

“I don’t know who the fuck you think you are, but I don’t appreciate being treated like a fucking child. It’s degrading as fuck. I’m a goddamned Supe. I deserve some fucking respect, so treat me how I deserve.”

His words came out in such a vicious hiss tears stung the corners of your eyes.

He dropped his hand from your chin. But he was right. He deserved the same treatment you were giving Beau and Dean. He didn’t deserve to be treated like a child.

“You’re right. I’m sorry. I just…I don’t know how to act around you. You’re a wild card, and it makes me nervous. But I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt from now on. I promise.”

Ben peered down, face so close to your own. You swore you could count the freckles smattering across his nose and cheekbones. His feet nudged yours as he shifted closer, his body brushing your chest.

His proximity had your heart thumping hard, banging against your ribcage. His lips spread into a sinful smirk. The air charged and fizzled.

“I do really make you nervous, don’t I?

Under your skin, your blood rushed, and your pulse quickened as he leaned closer, lips to your ear.

“If you wanna fuck me, all you gotta do is just say.”

Shock and lust slammed into you, taking the breath from you. White-hot heat bolted from your chest to your groin, sinking deep into your core, and last night’s images came flooding back. Your skin flushed, and heat rose from your neck to your cheeks.

He pulled away, chuckling lightly.

“Oh, darling, I’ll behave if you do.” He winked, with that cheeky smile on his face and walked away, leaving you stunned and horny in the middle of Boot Barn, wondering if you could get away with rushing to the restrooms for a quick skittle diddle.

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[jihn-tickler]

Can you recall a scene that shows tickling as a form of interrogation from your favorite cartoon / show growing up?

Seeing our brave heroine fall into the hands of the smug villain and completely powerless to stopping their evil plot felt so rare and unfamiliar.

That feeling of unease went through the roof when it finally began and we got to learn about the true depravity of the big bad villain's game of interrogation: tickling😳

Listening to the pathetic whimpers and hysterical laughter gushing out of the all mighty protagonists that we've grown so used to rooting for almost felt hard to watch. The silly background music and sound effects only added to their humiliation as our heros are pitilessly tickled.

"Tell us where your friends are or the tickling continues"

"No? Alright you're asking for it."

The taunting demands from the villains stood in stark contrast to the protagonists' misery, and went to show that they now hold all the cards. But then the companions of the main characters would always come to their rescue just in the nick of time, because the power of friendship and love always prevails! yay!

...

But what if no one came to their aid?

How much more could they take before they crack?

What would become of our helpless heroine at the end of the wicked little game of tickle torture?

This curiosity set me on a path to where I am today (referring to 'that' episode of digimon frontier lol).

image credit: unknown (tried looking for it but no luck)

#tickle thoughts #t word #tword community #tickling #ler thoughts #tickle community #tickletorture #tickle content

[mysteryshoptls]

Episode 5-21 Rhythmic Lyrics

LET'S SING AND DANCE WITH ALL SEVEN OF US!

Piece of My World

Kalim/Jamil/Vil/Epel: Can't you hear it, just beyond the door? It's waiting for you, let's go to Wonderland!

Vil: I've always wanted to feel thrilled. Vil/Ace: So give me a sign. Jamil: You won't want to blink at all. Jamil/Rook: The magic is about to start.

Rook/Ace: AH AH

Jamil: Nobody ever wants to lose. Deuce/Jamil: The moon urges us on. Vil: Let's go and let out our tense feelings in our footsteps. Vil/Epel: Come, before the break of dawn arrives.

Jamil: I'm just fumbling my way through. Epel: Trying to figure out what I am. Jamil/Vil: Even though I have the passion to pierce all the way through.

All: Let's dance to the twisted rhythm. That spirit you have even when face down in the ground is still charming. It really doesn't matter, Isn't it okay to be just a little bit bad?

All: All these thrills are pieces that make up who I am. I'll show you the wonderful world in the darkness.

Jamil/Vil/Epel/Rook: Take a peek inside, just beyond the door. It's waiting for you, let's go to Wonderland!

The verses below are not in the rhythmic, but they were revealed during a broadcast of the Night Ravens singing Piece of My World. Although the chorus lines are essentially the same, the final verse was slightly different, so I have added it here.

Let's dance to the twisted rhythm. That spirit you have even when face down in the ground is still charming. It really doesn't matter, Isn't it okay to be just a little bit bad?

All these thrills are pieces that make up who I am. I'll show you the wonderful world in the darkness.

Take a peek inside, just beyond the door. It connects inside of you, that Wonderland!

AH AH Come along to Wonderland!

Piece of My World (Translyrics)

Under the cut, the following English lyrics should match the Japanese lyrics fairly well. Some liberties have been taken to make the rhyme and rhythm work, but stays true to the core of the song. It may take a few listen and read throughs to sing it just as I've envisioned it. I've also spaced them out slightly separately from the original written lyrics in-game to help with figuring out the beat.

Can’t you hear it calling? Right beyond the door there. For you it’s been waiting. Let’s go to Wonderland!

I always wanted to be thrilled beyond belief So now, give me the cue. And if you blink too fast I’ll have to give you grief All the magic will be starting soon.

AH AH

There isn’t anyone who ever wants to lose Yet the moon will taunt us. Let out loud footsteps to help the tension diffuse Hurry, before the break of dawn arrives.

It’s hard to figure out What all I can become But even so, I power through what may come

Let us dance the night away to this twisted beat Your strong spirit shines even when you're faced with a defeat. Don't you ever mind, You'll find, Being a bit bad can be so sweet

All these thrills are pieces that make up who I can be I’ll enchant you within the deep darkness unfurled. Yes, in this wonderful world.

It’s what you’ve been seeking. Right beyond the door there. For you it’s been waiting. Let’s go to Wonderland!

Let us dance the night away to this twisted beat Your strong spirit shines even when you're faced with a defeat. Don't you ever mind, You'll find, Being a bit bad can be so sweet All these thrills are pieces that make up who I can be I’ll enchant you within the deep darkness unfurled. Yes, with this wonderful world. It’s what you’ve been seeking. Right beyond the door there. Feel your soul connecting. Right to the Wonderland! AH AH Come along to Wonderland!

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[apples4day]

BLAME || Yandere! TDWT x Fem! Reader

1/2 EPISODE TWO (Walk Like An Egyptian: part two)

This is part 3 of this series, go read part 1 & 2 if u haven’t

The sun was absolutely killing you.

"Ooo!! Look! Team colors.." Izzy pointed out, clasping her hands together. "Why the heck is our mat yellow??" Harold questioned, shaking his fist like an old angry man. "We're no cowards!" He raised it in the air. Leshawna looked at him like he was a baby. "Relax sugar, the mats GOLD cause team victory's in first place!" She said.

"I can't believe Duncan got disqualified just cause he won't sing!" Gwen complained.

"Maybe he can't sing." Heather taunted, pointing a finger at Gwen.

Bad move going for Gwen and Courtney's man. You thought, shaking your head no.

"Oh he can do anything he sets his mind to! And now he's stuck on the plane waiting for a ride home..poor thing. He must be miserable." Courtney got quieter as she spoke.

Sierra walked over to team victory, not that you cared. Now it was time to become a more liked character...

"What do you guys think we're gonna have to do?" You asked putting a finger on your chin, trying to look as innocent as possible. Noah gave you a weird look before speaking, "nothing easy. Chris just loves adding more to his list of felonies." You giggled. Noah smiled slightly.

Alejandro took notice and decided to join the conversation. "Fear not comrades, I'm sure we will win!" You looked unimpressed, once again failing to pretend to be nice to Alejandro. Noah shared the same look with you. "You talk like you're some big activist, cool it playboy," Noah replied and crossed his arms.

"Yeah...gonna have to agree with Noah on that one." You muttered, loud enough for them both to hear and put your arm around Noah's shoulder, making him sway because he wasn't expecting it. He looked shocked, not expecting you to be the type to be so touchy with people you just met. Alejandro basically pranced over to you and spun you around, "don't worry chica, you'll get used to it." He winked which just made you scowl. Noah was 90% sure Alejandro did that because he didn't like the fact you were holding him (Noah) instead of him (Alejandro). "Yeah sure..but you're making me dizzy, bunny," you claimed, opening your joke. "Bunny?" Noah asked, looking disgusted. You smirked at them both,

"Playboy bunny." You said to them both, but the insult was clearly to Alejandro. This earned a laugh from Noah. You swear you saw Alejandro's eye twitch at your small insult, but he continued smiling. "What's next, you gonna show up in lingerie and announce you work as waitress?" Noah added. You laughed, Alejandro didn't. Owen was just chilling, he looked high in a way. "You good big guy?" You asked, he didn't answer. "Okay whatever.." you mumbled. Alejandro smiled harder for some reason, taking joy in Owen's lack of attention to you. "I'm gonna keep an eye on Sierra, she's talking an oddly lot to team Amazon." You pointed out, they both agreed and seemed to do the same thing.

You went back to wrapping an arm around Noah, not noticing the annoyed look he gave you. But there was also a shade of pink dusting his cheeks.

For those who DONT know: a playboy bunny is a cocktail waitress at a Playboy (brand and more) club. They wear lingerie and bunny ears. You made the joke because of Noah calling Alejandro a playboy + it would be funny seeing Alejandro as a playboy bunny.

"Super cute! (Referring to Owen) but he's no Cody! Did you know Cody slept with a stuffed emu named Jerry until he was..well okay he still does!" Sierra said. Noah and you butted in, "and you know this how?" For some reason you kept saying the same thing as other people. Now it was Noah??

"I called his aunt once! I pretended I was a telemarketer."

"Ooh stalkerlicious.."

You laughed at Noah's comment.

BANG

"Don't know about you guys..but I am loving Egypt!" Chris said while snacking on some grapes. "And I'm gonna love it even more when watching YOU enjoy your second challenge! The amazing camel race."

Harold looked confused and began looking around, "where are the other camels?"

"There are no other camels! Its a CAMEL race not a camels race."

Heather cheered at the new information. Leshawna didn't look as pleased as Heather, "we won last time but they get a camel, they get a goat, and we get a stick?!" Chris explaining again that each reward had its own advantage then explaining that teams will race to the Nile, and must bring their rewards to the finish line.

Now it was time to strategize. You thought hard, this would be a good way to get people in your favor if you could help win this challenge. "Don't worry guys I'm super smart, I'll figure this out." You joked, hoping they would understand it was a joke. Luckily they did and laughed. Alejandro being the only one who didn't, "we need no camel! We have each other. And we are unstoppable! We have the will and the strength and together we will triumph!" Alejandro gave a pep talk.

You weren't impressed, but the others were...minus Sierra who looked even less impressed than you.

CONFESSIONAL- SIERRA

"Look! I'm the number one total drama super fan, it says so right in my blog. But Alejandro...he's never even been on TV before, I've never seen him in QT monthly. I do not know what these girls see in him, they're loco."

CONFESSIONAL- SIERRA; ENDED

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CONFESSIONAL- BRIDGETTE

"Geoff, okay, I know...maybe it looks bad but I want you to know that I was not swooning over Alejandro. It was just the heat! I just wanna run my fingers through your thick dark- BLOND! Blond hair!"

CONFESSIONAL- BRIDGETTE; ENDED

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CONFESSIONAL- Y/N

"Alejandro...welllll"

"he's a big threat."

You crossed your legs and leaned towards the camera.

"Y eso es porque necesito hacer una alianza con ese pelotudo antes de que pierdo mis chances de ganar!" (And that's why I need to make an alliance with that jerk/idiot/stupid(person) before I lose my chances of winning!) Side note: My Spanish is Argentinian, as I am Argentinian.

CONFESSIONAL- Y/N; ENDED

Out of the corner of your eye, you had noticed DJ killed a bird by accident. He seemed out of it. None of my concern right now...but I can use that later. You thought.

"So guys, what's the plan for this?" You asked, crossing your arms and raising your brow. Noah lightly frowned when you removed your arm from his shoulders. You mainly did it because Noah was 5'10 and you...were struggling to reach around his shoulders. He had noticed earlier and thought it was funny. Alejandro smiled and began positioning you all onto the goat, it was like a weird circus trick. Everyone on your team except you and Alejandro had now gotten onto the goat, clearly struggling to balance.

This guy better not touch me, you looked over at Alejandro with a nervous smile. A smile that screamed 'don't touch me.'

"Sorry Señorita, I'm gonna have to grab onto your waist for this," Alejandro said, using his charm to calm you. You couldn't get a word in before he slid his hand around your waist. You felt butterflies, it wasn't often an attractive man was holding your waist AND with a genuine smile. He was enjoying it.

"Ooh! This is so cool! Ale-hand-out..or alekazahm! Ahh I'm just gonna call you Al!" Owen announced. "Go Al!" He was talking about the way Alejandro had managed to get them all balanced, but struggled saying his name.

Noah looked skeptical, he didn't believe this would work. "Yeah..this is gonna work." (Sarcastic)

"Have faith Noah! Believe, in us!" Alejandro encouraged, still gripping your waist.

Hes so close to me...

Alejandro gripped you harder as he jumped up as to not drop you. You two landed on top of Sierra and Owen. Alejandro had lifted you up to sit on his shoulder like a parrot. "Woah! We're perfectly balanced," Tyler pointed out in amazement. (Basically you're sitting on ONE shoulder, not your legs around his head. Don't ask me how...his shoulders are really weird though. Js cartoon logic, make it work. Like when you see a parent and their kid is on just ONE of their shoulders. Idk🤷‍♀️)

"Okay..color me impressed."

"I feel like I'm gonna fall," you whined, holding onto the top of Alejandro's head. You were sitting on his shoulder, which meant you were all the way at the top. "I would never let a pretty lady like you fall!" Alejandro winked. "Mhm...I'll believe it when I see it." You gripped his hair softly, "you have..really soft hair dude."

CONFESSIONAL- ALEJANDRO

"It's basic weight distribution. Anyone with a degree in engineering or an IQ of 163 or higher could figure it out." Alejandro bragged.

"By the way, you're doing a magnificent job of flying this plane." Alejandro complimented chef.

"Who? Me? Nahhh.."

"Now now, don't blush. It's true."

Chef giggled like a little girl.

Alejandro turned back around. "Putting Y/n in a position where she has to trust me was a good idea- not that I like it or anything...but it does allow her to see that I'm a worthy ally. Her hands felt..oddly nice though."

CONFESSIONAL- ALEJANDRO; ENDED

"Aight! Niles that-a-way!" Chris announced, pointing to literally the WHOLE desert. "Kinda big, blue, and watery, can't miss it...or I guess you can! But then you'll die, probably get killed by the local scarab beetles. It's mating season and they get all killey when they're in heat!"

My weakness..bugs! Ew ew..

"Um..now's a good time to let you all know...I can't do bugs. I'll cry." You said just loud enough for only your group to hear. "I'll wipe your tears hermosa," Alejandro flirted.

CONFESSIONAL- NOAH

"Listen, I don't like the new girl. She's annoying. But I like the new guy even less. I don't want him flirting with my-..I mean...Y/n! She gets my humor, he doesn't get her like I get her! BACK OFF."

CONFESSIONAL- NOAH; ENDED

Leshawna rushed up to Chris. "I'm glad there aren't any out here, those things are nasty!" (Referring to scarabs)

"I'll tell them you said so."

Chef pushed over a vase, and beetles crawled everywhere.

"AHHH"

"EHHAWHHH"

"EW"

Screams erupted, especially from team victory since they were directly on the floor. "Oh my gosh! OH MY GOSH! NO. I CANT!!" You cried out like a little baby. (Embarrassing!) Alejandro looked in shock. Your whole team was basically in a jaw dropped state...especially Tyler who was screaming like an actual little girl..ehem: AHHHHHH

Team victory was having a hard time, Lindsay was being unintentionally funny. The musical bell went off and you tensed up even more, grabbing Alejandro's hair a little rougher. "Ah..Hermosa, that's only okay in bed." Alejandro gave a suggestive comment and you loosened your grip and gave him a disgusted look.

Right...I have to get on his good side.

"Guess I'll save that for later then," you replied, smiling at him in a suggestive way. On the inside you cringed.

CONFESSIONAL- ALEJANDRO

"Wow." His cheeks were slightly pink and his brows were furrowed.

CONFESSIONAL- ALEJANDRO; ENDED

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CONFESSIONAL- NOAH

"she's flirting back...SHES FLIRTING BACK? HIM OUT OF ALL GUYS? NOT ME? REALLY? Not that I care! It's just..ughh" (he's speaking in a sassy way by the way, sassy mixed with anger, it doesn't seem in character until you read it in a sassy angry way)

CONFESSIONAL- NOAH; ENDED

Chris was chuckling. "Ooh! Time for a song! Think of it as a mini challenge. Music can soothe the savage mate seeking scarabs SO make up a good song and maybe they won't kill ya! Or don't and get disqualified like Duncan."

"YAYYY" Izzy cheered.

Everyone else groaned.

Pick or make your own part

The song was going great, till Ezekiel ruined it. "Nice one, GO!" Chris set off an air horn and everyone began searching for the Nile..and running from the scarabs. You were still tense and looked like you were about to cry. "That was the worst few minutes of my life," you said. Your team laughed, thinking you were joking.

You were not. That was disgusting, you felt one crawl up your leg.

"Who's gonna die? And who's going buh bye? Find out after the break on total drama world tour cha cha cha!" Chris said, whispering the last part.

I got lazy idk😰

Better than nothin'

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[dianawinchester03]

Season 1, Episode 12 - Faith

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Authors Note: This episode is suppperrrr long because I got carried away with adding my own little scenes. So buckle up, get a little snacky snack, some tea and I truly do hope you guys enjoy!!😘

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Third Person POV

The boys and Y/N pull up to a house in Baby. They open the trunk begin searching for the taser guns. "What do you got those amped up to?" Sam asks Dean. "A hundred thousand volts" He responds. "Damn" Y/N mutters impressed. "Yeah. I want this Rawhead extra frigging crispy" Dean replies handing them each a gun.

"Now remember, you only get one shot with these things. So make it count" He reminds them, closing the trunk. They then burst down the door to the dark house, using their flashlights and aiming their guns to guide the way. They make it to a basement and start going down the stairs.

They hear some clattering in a nearby closet and flash their lights towards it. Slowly approaching it. "On three" Y/N whispers and they nod. "One, two, three" Dean counts and quickly opens the door, revealing two young children crouching in fear, covering their ears. "Is it still here?" Sam asks them quietly and they nod fearfully.

"Okay. Grab your sisters hand, sweetie. We're gonna get you out of here. Let's go" Y/N instructs the young boy calmly. Dean and Y/N make sure the coast is clear behind them, "Alright, go!" Dean directs them and they head up the stairs infront of Sam but something grabs him from below the stairs and pulls him down causing the children to scream.

"Sam!" Dean and Y/N yell as he falls. Dean goes to the back of the stairs and fires his shot but misses. "Sam, get out of here!" Y/N shouts. "Alright, take this!" He throws his unused gun for Dean. "Go!" He runs behind the kids and leads them out of the house.

Dean and Y/N stay behind the gank the monster. "Come onnn" Dean taunts the creature to get out as they canvas the basement. Splitting up into different directions. Suddenly the creature comes out and backhands Y/N into the wall, causing her to trip and fall onto her back.

She trudges to the water to get her gun. Retrieving it she fires, hitting the monster. But the water that the monster is also standing in, caused the electricity to electrocute both her and the monster. She passed out from the shock to her body. Dean bends the corner to see a passed out Y/N and a dead monster.

"Y/N!" He yells, rushing to her side. "No, no, no! Come on princess, look at me" He pleads, shaking her, praying she's okay. Sam rushes down the stairs out of breath. "Y/N!" He yells, rushing to her side with Dean. "What happened?" Sam asks his brother panicked. "I-I-I- I just left her for a split second-" Dean can't get the words out, tears running down both their faces.

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Later, the boys are at a receptionist desk in a nearby hospital. "Gentlemen, I'm sorry to ask. There doesn't seem to be any insurance on file" The receptionist says kindly. "Right, um...here" A distraught Dean mutters, taking out his wallet and handing her his insurance card.

"Okay, Mr. Burkowitz" The receptionist nods, a bit confused but goes along with it. They turn to the police officers that were waiting for their report. "Look, we can finish this up later" One of officers says to them understandingly. "No, no. It's okay" Sam replies and begins explaining their cover story.

"We were just taking a shortcut through the neighborhood and um, our windows were rolled down and we heard some screaming when we drove past the house. And we stopped. Ran in" Sam tells them as the other officer takes notes. "You found the kids in the basement?" The officer asks.

"Yeah" Dean replies, nodding. "Well, thank god you did" The officer says and Dean notices the doctor come out from Y/N's room. "Excuse us" He says, pulling Sam away and the officer thanks them for their help. "Hey, doc. Is she-?" Dean asks the doctor shakily. "She's resting" The doctor tells them. "And?" Sam asks.

"The electrocution triggered a heart attack. Pretty massive, I'm afraid. Her heart...it's damaged" The doctor explains sorrowfully and their faces drop. Deans heart feels like it's about to explode. Blaming himself for leaving her. "How damaged?" Sam asks. "We've done all we can. We can try and keep her comfortable at this point but....I give her a couple weeks. Maybe a month" The doctor tells them honestly.

"No, no. There's gotta be something you can do, some kind of treatment!" Dean insists but the doctor shakes his head, breaking his confidence. "We can't work miracles. I really am sorry" The doctor apologizes and they nod sadly.

Going into Y/N's room, she's dressed in a hospital gown, dark circles under her eyes, they see her flipping through channels on the crappy tv. "Have you guys ever actually watched daytime TV? It's terrible" She grumbles annoyed, her voice raspy. She looks over at the boys who have broken looks on their faces. "We talked to your doctor" Sam says sadly.

"That fabric softener teddy bear. Ooh. I'm gonna hunt that little bitch down" She mutters jokingly chuckling. "Y/N" They call out to her. Dean shaking his head at the fact that she's joking at a time like this. Only Y/N would do that with her ray of sunshine ass. Dean thinks to himself. "Yeah" She sighs, tossing the remote aside.

"Alright. Well, looks like you fellas are gonna leave town without me" She tells them. "What're you talking about? We're not gonna leave you here" Dean says in disbelief at the fact that she thinks they're gonna leave. "Hey. You better take care of my bike or I swear I'll haunt your asses" She jokes and they look at her unamused.

"I don't think that's funny" Sam says shaking his head. "Me neither" Dean adds. "Ah, come on. It's a little funny" She chuckles and they don't respond, looking away. "Look, fellas. What can I say? It's a dangerous gig. I drew the short straw. That's it, end of story" She says in a low tone.

"Don't talk like that, alright? We still have options" Sam says hopefully. "What options? You got burial and cremation" Y/N says morbidly and they cringe at the thought. "I know it's not easy guys...but I'm gonna die. And you can't stop it" She tells them honestly. Dean walks to her bed and takes a seat next to her, laying a hand on her cheek comfortingly.

He caresses her cheek with his thumb. She rubs her face into his hand, closing her eyes and basking in his gentle embrace like it's the last she'll ever feel it. "You watch us with those beautiful (e/c) eyes" He whispers to her, loud enough for Sam with hear, tears brimming in his eyes.

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A couple days later. Dean is in their motel room now, Sam tried to call John earlier but he didn't get onto him so he left him a voicemail and left to get them food, though he know Dean probably doesn't want to eat, he's gonna have to eventually. Dean is trying to call F/N now but he's only gotten his voicemail so he decides to leave one also.

'This is F/N L/N, I can't reach the phone right now so you can call my daughter. Y/N at (your phone number). Have a good day' BEEP.

"Hey uh, Mr. L/N. It's Dean, uh..." Dean stutters, swallowing the lump in his throat. "You probably won't even get this, but it's Y/N" Dean says tearfully. "She's sick and the doctor said there's nothing they can do. Um.." Dean explains, fighting the tears that are threatening to fall and he takes a deep breath.

"But uh, I guess they don't know the things we know, right?" He says a bit hopefully. "So, don't worry, because me and Sam are gonna do whatever it takes to get her better. I promise you" Dean promises, fully intending it, his heart aching in his chest. "I'm so sorry, F/N. I failed you. I promised you I'd protect her. I failed my Dad." He apologizes tearfully, his voice cracking.

He goes to continue but Sam comes through the door, food in hand and he quickly recollects himself, wiping his tears. "I- but this isn't about me. I just wanted you to know. Okay. Bye" He finishes the voicemail, hanging up and tossing the phone aside. "Any luck?" Sam asks and Dean shakes his head sighing.

Sam hands Dean a burger and a soda but he shakes his head. "I'm fine" He lies roughly. "Dean, you gotta eat" Sam chastises his big brother. "If Y/N knew you weren't eating, she'd have your head on a platter. Now eat." Sam orders him, shaking the bag of food while Dean glares at him.

Not saying a word, he snatches the bag of food from his younger brother, and takes the soda from him. Sam couldn't help but chuckle, "You know I'm right" He mutters and Dean rolls his eyes, digging into the bag. He doesn't even have an appetite and neither does Sam but they try to gorge it down.

Suddenly, knocking at the door breaks them out of their so-called eating and Dean is the first at the door, eyeing it cautiously. He opens it quickly to see Y/N in a hoodie, looking worse than a couple days ago, leaning against the door with a sly smile. His eyes widen at the sight and Sam shoots up from his bed, "What the hell are you doing here?" He asks her, helping her in and closing the door behind him.

"I checked myself out" She replies, cringing in pain. "Are you crazy?" Sam exclaims. "I'm not gonna die in a hospital where the nurses aren't even hot" She retorts cheekily, leaning against the doorframe. "You know, this whole, 'I laugh in the face of death' thing...it's crap. We can see right through it" Dean calls her out on her bullshit and Sam nods in agreement.

"Yeah whatever dude" She scoffs. Dean gets behind her and helps her to a chair. "You know the doctors said I can't smoke? Shit pissed me off. A bunch of asswipes, like hello!?! It's my heart that's defective, not my lungs you scrub coated brainiacs!" Y/N exclaims in annoyance. Slouching in her chair like a 5 year old who got their candy stolen.

"That's what you're concerned about?" Dean chuckles, shaking his head. "Shut up" She mutters as they chuckle. She now looks between to two of them properly. "Have you two idiots even slept? You look worse than me" She asks groaning from the pain that's coursing through her body. "We've been scouring the internet for the last three days" Dean tells her as he sits next to Sam on the bed.

"We've been calling every contact in Dads journal" Sam tells her. "For what?" She asks confused. "For a way to help you. One of Dads friends, Joshua. He called me back. Told me about a guy in Nebraska. A specialist" Sam responds and Dean nods.

She looks in between them and smirks. "You fellas aren't gonna let me die in peace are ya?" She chuckles dryly. "We're not gonna let you die, period" Dean retorts with a sad smile. "We're going" Sam insists and Y/N huffs, trying to mask the pain she's in. But the boys aren't stupid, they can see right through it.

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The Impala pulls into a lot, crowded with people. A large white tent right across from a house. Some sickly people in the mix, from seeing this, Y/N already knew what Sam was up to. She opens the back door on the drivers side and Sam goes to help her.

"I got you" Sam tells her softly and she glared at him. "I got her" Dean tells him, pushing him off roughly and helping Y/N. Sam raises his eyebrows at this and shakes his head with a sad smile on his face. It was hurting him enough to see Y/N like this, he couldn't imagine how it must be for Dean right about now.

When Y/N gets out, her suspicions are confirmed when she sees a sign infront of the tent saying, "The Church of Roy Le Grange. Faith Healer". She rolls her eyes and looks over at Sam with a glare who's feigning innocence. "Man, you're a lying bastard. I thought you said we were gonna see a doctor!" She growls angrily, slamming the Impala door shut.

"I believe I said a specialist" Sam replies defensively. "I'm with Y/N on this one Sam. This is probably a load of crap" Dean agrees with Y/N. "Look, this guys supposed to be the real deal" Sam tries to reason as Dean helps her walk, wrapping his arm around her waist. "I can't believe you brought me to see some guy who heals people out of a tent" She exclaims.

"Reverend Le Grange is a great man" A woman in the crowd says defensively. "Yeah, that's nice" Dean shoots back sarcastically and Y/N chuckles. "I have a right to protest. This mans a fraud! And he's milking all of these people out of their hard earned money!" Another man, arguing with a police officer yells.

"Sir, this is a place of worship. Let's go, move it!" The officer ushers the protestor out of the compound. "I take it he's not part of the flock" Y/N says. "Well, when people see what they can't explain, there's controversy" Sam shrugs as they walk towards the tent. "Yeah but, come on, Sam. A faith healer?" Dean says baffled.

"Maybe it's time to have a little faith, guys" Sam retorts and Y/N glares at him. "You know what I got faith in? Reality. Knowing what's really going on" Y/N snaps bluntly and Dean nods in agreement. "How can you two be skeptics with the things we see everyday?" Sam scoffs, chuckling humorlessly.

"Exactly. We see them. We know they're real." Dean argues. "But if you know evil's out there, how can you not believe good's out there too?" Sam asks. "Because I've seen what evil does to good people" Y/N retorts. "Maybe God works in mysterious ways". A young man by the name of Logan interrupts their conversation, holding an umbrella.

(Quick Authors Note. You can imagine Logan as Mitchell Hoog. It's who I pictured for this role. Also note I post this story on both AO3 and Wattpad (And now tumblr) so I'm not sure yet how to attach a picture of it on AO3 so you can just research it. If not, just imagine him as Ross Lynch. Readers choice. Okay, back to the story!!☺️)

His blonde hair slicked back neatly, his blue eyes piercing into Y/N's. His eyes are nice but not as nice as Dean's. Y/N thinks. Y/N quickly let's go of Dean, placing her hands in her hoodie pocket. She smirks slyly, clearly attracted to him. "Maybe he does. I think you just turned me around on the subject" Y/N says flirtatiously, flashing him a coy smile.

Deans eyebrows cock at this, a familiar burning sensation in his chest rising at the sight of Y/N flirting with someone else. Sam shakes his head at her sudden mood change, noticing the heaving of Deans chest. "Yeah, I'm sure" Logan says chuckling. "I'm Y/N, this is Sam and his brother Dean" Y/N introduces herself.

Putting her hand out to shake Logan's, the smile not leaving her face. "Logan" He takes her hand, shaking it gently as he introduces himself. "So if you're not a believer, then why are you here?" Logan asks curiously. "Well, apparently my best friend here believes enough for both me and his brother" Y/N says smugly.

Causing Sam to shake his head with a smirk as Dean narrows his eyes at Logan. "Come on, Logan. It's about to start" Logan's mother approaches the group, ushering him to the tent. "Bye Y/N" Logan says, smiling at her as he walks away. Y/N eyes follow him as he walks into the tent.

"Well, I bet you he can work me in some mysterious ways" Y/N mutters smirking at the boys. "Really?" Dean says annoyed and she shrugs innocently. "What? I have a weakness for pretty boys with nice eyes" She says in a skittish tone, flashing Dean a wink before walking towards the tent and Dean hearts leaps when she says this.

"Did that electrocution affect her eyesight too?" He mutters lowly, his tone filled with jealously. Sam notices this and snickers. Dean looks over at brother confused. "What?" He asks him and Sam shakes his head. "You're such a jealous idiot" Sam retorts laughing, walking towards the tent, leaving Dean stunned.

"Am not!" Dean counters lamely, walking into the crowded tent behind Y/N. "Yeah, peace love and trust all over" Y/N says sarcastically while looking around, nodding to the security camera. Y/N looks around and she goes to sit in the back next to him but Dean pulls her lightly on her right side. "Come on" He says.

"What're you doing? Let's sit here." She asks confused. "We're sitting up front" Sam says, holding her on her left. "What? Why?" She grumbles annoyed. "Come on!" Sam ushers her. "Oh, come on guys" She mutters angered. "You alright?" Dean asks her gently. "This is ridiculous. I'm- get off me" She groans, pushing them off her lightly.

She appreciates their compassion, love and patience but hates the feeling of being treated like a child. "Perfect" Sam says, pointing to a second row seat. "Yeah, perfect" She mutters bitterly, taking a seat, in the middle of Sam and Dean. Behind Logan and his mom. "Look, I appreciate everything you boys are doing for me. But please. Don't treat me like a child" She pleads with them.

"Okay" Dean says softly and Sam nods. They look on stage to see a elderly man with a pair of dark shades on, wearing a suit and tie. Presuming to be Roy Le Grange. A woman, his wife, helps him take his outer layer on and he begins speaking into the mic.

"Each morning my wife, Sue Ann, reads me the news. Never seems good, does it?" Roy asks the crowd ironically. "No" Everyone answers. "Seems like there's always someone committing some immoral, unspeakable act" Roy says as Sam notices a crucifix with a symbol he's never need before at the alter.

Y/N cringes in pain, the feeling of her heart aching in her chest. Dean noticed this and wraps his arm around her comfortingly. She looks at him and gives him a small pained smile, resting her head on his shoulder. Sam looks at them with a small sad smile, taking a mental image so when Y/N's better, he can tease Dean about it.

"But I say to you: God is watching" Roy preaches into the mic. "Yes he is" The crowd agrees. "And god rewards the good and punishes the corrupt" He adds and the crowd murmur in agreement, Y/N rolls her eyes at this. Laying her head deeper onto Deans shoulder.

"It is the lord who does the healing here, friends. The lord who guides me in choosing who to heal by helping me see into peoples hearts" Roy preaches smiling and crowd chants, "Amen!" Y/N scoffs as this, "Yeah, or into their wallets" She mutters making Dean chuckle as she lifts her head off of his shoulder.

"You think so, young lady?" Roy calls out to her smiling, hearing her statement and her eyes widen in embarrassment. "Sorry" She apologizes, ashamed. "Watch what you say around a blind man. We got real sharp ears" Roy jokes, making the crowd laugh. Y/N cracks a small smile.

"What's your name, honey?" He asks her nicely. And she looks at the boys, they nod at her and she clears her throat. "Y/N" She tells him. "Y/N. I want you to come up here with me" Roy says kindly, nodding. Urging her to come up and she shakes her head. "Y/N, go on" A man in the crowd says to her.

Sam looks over in shock at this, happier than ever but Dean is a bit skeptical. "It's okay" She says sweetly. "What're you doing?" Sam exclaims confused and she ignores him. "You've come here to be healed, haven't you?" Roy asks her. "Well, yeah, but, uh- Maybe you should just pick someone else" Y/N stutters as the crowd cheers.

Urging her to go and Sam looks at her in disbelief. "No, I didn't pick you, Y/N, the Lord did" Roy chuckles and the crowd cheers louder as Y/N clenches her jaw. "Get up there!" Sam urges her. "Come on, sweetheart!" A man in the crowd urges her more and she looks around nervously.

Dean gives her his best puppy dog eyes saying "Please just go. It wouldn't hurt to try" He pleads with her and her heart pangs at the desperate look in his eyes. She sighs, nodding in agreement and gets up onto the stage slowly, the crowd cheering louder in joy.

Y/N's POV

When I die, I am so haunting those boys. I think to myself as I get up on the stage. "Praise the lord, amen" I see a man in the crowd praying with his hands clasped. Sue Ann helps me up on stage, putting a hand on my back. I look back at Sam and Dean and they both give me a look of encouragement.

"You ready?" Roy asks me, away from the mic. "Yeah look, no disrespect but uh...I'm not exactly a believer" I tell Roy honestly. "You will be, honey, you will be" He nods at me with a encouraging smile on his face. It kinda creeped me out. I look at him up and down skeptically as he says to the crowd, "Pray with me, friends"

Every one puts their hands in the air, palms to the sky. Roy slowly opens his hands, lifting it to the air and lays a hand on my shoulder before putting it on the side of my head. "Alright, now" He says and suddenly I feel weak, dizzy. I could feel my eyes flutter shut. I have no control over my body as I drop to my knees like if something is guiding me down.

I could see the boys at the corner of my eye, the worried expressions on their faces, quirking up in their seats. I try to talk, gasp for air, say anything, but nothing comes out. It's as if the life was drained out of my body the longer Roy touched me. My heart begins to give out as the pain courses through my chest.

Soon after I blacked out, falling to the ground.

"Y/N!" I hear Sam and Dean screaming my name in concern and the crowding cheering as they shake me, I gasp for air, coughing on nothing as I lay the ground. "Say something, Princess!" Dean yells worried, tears brimming in his eyes. I'm okay. Holy shit, I'm okay. I don't feel the pain anymore. Nothing.

When I open my eyes, I catch a glimpse of a tall old looking man with pale-grayish skin in a suit and tie behind Roy for a spilt second before disappearing. I gasp in shock and fear at this, not knowing what to say.

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The next day, the boys and I are in the hospital, I'm sitting on one of their beds waiting for a report on my heart scan, showered and wearing my usual clothes. "So you really feel okay?" Sam asks me surprised and happy. "You don't feel any pain, nothing?" Dean asks me for the millionth time.

"I feel fine, fellas" I say dryly, my mind still on that thing I saw back at that tent. "Well, according to all your tests. There's nothing wrong with you hear. No sign there every was" The doctor comes in and tells us with a clipboard in her hand. We all look at her shocked.

"Not that a woman your age should be having heart trouble but....uh...still it's strange. It does happen" The doctor stutters a bit. "What do you mean strange?" I ask cocking my eyebrow and the doctor crosses her arms. "Well, just yesterday, a young man like your boyfriend here" She gestures to Dean. "27, athletic. Out of nowhere, heart attack" The doctor says sadly.

I go to correct her about Dean not being my boyfriend but I'm too taken back by the information to do so. "Thanks doc" Dean thanks her gratefully. "No problem" She tells us kindly before walking out. "That's odd" I tell the boys. "Maybes it's a coincidence. People's hearts give out all the time man" Sam tries to reason.

"No, they don't" I say firmly, shaking my head not convinced this is some coincidence. "Look, Y/N. Do we really have to look this one in the mouth? Why can't we just be thankful that the guy saved your life and move on?" Dean tries to calm me down and I look at him stunned. "Please don't tell me you're buying into this crap" I snap and he sighs.

"I can't shake this feeling fellas, I can't" I tell them, getting up to pick up my jacket behind me. "What feeling?" Sam asks me gently. "When I was healed. I just— I felt wrong. I felt cold and for a second, I saw someone, uh, this old man" I explain to them as I put on my jacket.

"Im telling you fellas, it's was a spirit" I try to convince them. "But if there was something there, we would've seen it too. Especially Sam." Dean says pointing to Sam with his thumb. "I mean, I've been seeing an awful lot of things, lately" Sam shrugs. "Well, excuse me. You're just gonna need a little faith on this one" I scoff, turning to them.

"Guys, I've been hunting long enough to trust a feeling like this. And I've been getting a ton of feelings this last few months and ignoring them. When I ignore them, shit hits the fan. I'm not doing it this time." I say firmly and they sigh. "Yeah, alright" Sam nods understandingly. "So what do you want to do?" Dean asks me calmly.

I think for a second and say to Sam, "Why don't you go chest out the heart attack guy? Me and Dean will go visit the reverend" I tell him. Sam agrees while me and Dean walk out of the room. As we walk to his car and jump in, he looks over at me with a sad smile on his face as he starts the ignition.

"What? Do I have something on my face?" I ask him, looking at my face in the mirror and he chuckles. "No, I'm just happy you're okay" He says, his voice cracking a bit. I give him a small smile but the feeling from the tent is still wrong to me. I can't help but feel guilty about getting hurt, knowing Dean. He's probably blaming himself. "I'm sorry" I say sincerely and he looks at me confused. "About what?" He asks.

"For not being careful at the house, you've lost enough people. I should've been more careful" I apologize and he chuckles dryly, "You're the only person I know that would be dying and apologize for that." He says chuckling, putting his hand to my cheek and my breath hitches in my throat.

My chest starts to heave and I try to stop the heat from rising too my face as he caresses my cheek. His forestry green orbs pierce into my (e/c) ones as he takes a deep breath. "No pun intended, but you've got a good heart, princess" He says amused and I slap his shoulder lightly as we laugh.

"You're such an ass" I retort chuckling. Our faces are inches from each others and can't help but dart my eyes down at his lips. Now is not the time, Y/N. The little voice in the back of my head tells me and I sigh. I'm pretty sure he looked at mines too.

I pull away and clear my throat. "We should go" I whisper, looking down. Dean nods and does the same, taking his hand off my cheek. I wince from the loss of contact as he puts Baby in drive and we're off.

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"I feel great. Just trying to, you know, make sense of what happened" I tell Roy and his wife as she pours me and Dean some juice as Roy nods understanding. We're now at their house. "A miracle is what happened" Sue Ann said, sitting down. "Miracles come so often around Roy" She says boastfully and I nod.

"When did they start, the miracles?" Dean asks. "Woke up one morning, stone blind. Doctors figure out I had cancer told me I had maybe a month." Roy begins to explain. "So, uh, we prayed for a miracle. I was weak but I told Sue Ann, 'You just keep right on praying'." He glances over at Sue Ann who has a smile on her face.

"I went into a coma. Doctors said I wouldn't wake up, but I did...and the cancer was gone" He takes off his glasses, "If it wasn't for these eyes, no would believe I ever had it" He shows us his prosthetic eyes. "And suddenly, you could heal people" I add and he nods. "I discovered it afterwards, yes. Gods blessed me in many way" He says, putting his shades back on.

"And his flock just swelled overnight. And this is just the beginning" Sue Ann says proudly and I look at her a bit weirdly. Dean does so too and we nod. "Can I ask you one last question?" I ask them. "Of course you can" Roy nods. "Why? Why me? Out of all the sick people, why save me?" I ask honestly.

I notice Dean takes a deep breath when I ask this. "Well, like I said before, the Lord guides me. I looked into your heart and you just stood out from all the rest" He tells me and I don't buy it. "What did you see in my heart?" I ask him curiously. "A young woman with an important purpose, a job to do...and it isn't finished" Roy says softly and I look down.

I could feel Deans eyes on me this whole time, wondering what he must be thinking by all this.

Me and Dean walk out of the reverends house after thanking them for their time. As we're walking down the porch we see Logan, "Y/N. Hey" He calls out to me and I smile. "Hey" I say back. "How're you feeling?" He asks me concerned. "I feel good. Cured. I guess" I say shrugging.

Deans eyes glances between the two of us, his jaw clenching. "What're you doing here?" I ask him curiously and he looks back at his mom who's walking towards the house. "You know, my mom. She wanted to talk to the reverend" He tells me smiling. "Logan" Sue Ann calls for him and he walks up the porch.

"Yes, we're here again" He says with a smile. "Oh, I'm sorry but Roy's resting. He won't be seeing anyone else right now" Sue Ann says apologetically. "Sue Ann, please. This is our sixth time. He's got to see us." Logan's mom pleads. "Roy's well aware of Logan's situation and he very much wants to help just as soon as the lord allows. Have faith, Mrs. Rourke" Sue Ann calmly explains to them.

I take in the situation in disbelief. Mrs. Rourkes face drops as Sue Ann goes back into the house after giving Logan a hug. She then looks over at me angrily and snaps, "Why are you still even here? You got what you wanted" She says angrily and I'm taken back. "Woah, easy there lady!" Dean puts his hand out to stop her from getting in my face.

"Mom, stop!" Logan tries to calm his mom down. She looks back at him pained, "No, Logan, this is too much. We've been to every single service. If Roy would stop choosing these strangers over you....stranger who don't even believe" His mom rants and then looks over at me angrily.

"I just can't pray any harder" She says disappointed and Logan drops his head in shame. "Logan, what's wrong?" I ask him calmly and sighs, putting on a smile "I have this thing" He says vaguely and my eyebrows shoot up at this. "It's a brain tumor. It's inoperable. In six months the doctors say..." Mrs. Rourke cuts in and explains, trailing off as Logan puts his hand on his moms shoulder comfortingly.

My heart breaks at the thought of someone so young, filled with spirit, is going to die for no reason whatsoever. "I'm sorry" I say genuinely and he nods, giving me a smile. "It's okay" He tells me. "No, it isnt" His mom says sadly, looking at him pained. She then turns to me and grimaces, "Why do you deserve to live more than my son?" She says and my heart drops.

She then walks off and Logan mutters a small apology before going after his mom down the porch. I look back at them and clench my jaw to stop the tears from falling. "Look at me" Dean says, putting his hand on my shoulder. "Don't listen to that old broad. You deserve to live" He assures me and I shake my head, now allowing the tears to fall.

"Yes you do! Come here" He pulls me into a tight hug, wrapping his around around me and patting my hair as I bury my face in his chest, my tears soaking his shirt. "Me and Sam. We could never do this without you, you hear me? Never" His voice breaks as he consoles me. "I'm-" I go to apologize for wetting his shirt with my tears but he shushes me, placing his finger on my lips, causing butterflies to rise in my stomach.

"If you say 'I'm sorry' one more time, I'm gonna blow my brains out. This isn't your fault" His tone is gentle as I chuckle lightly, nodding, sniffling back my tears. He then tucks a loose strand of my (h/l) (h/c) hair behind my ear, "Yes, sir" I say weakly, looking up at him through my watery eyelashes and he smirks at me.

An emotion swimming through his eyes that I can't quite make out.

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We end up back at the motel after going to see the reverend which ended so amazingly. Note the sarcasm. Dean closes the door behind him and tosses his keys on his bed, peeling his jacket off and I do the same, resting it on the chair. Sam is currently at the desk, researching god knows what, hasn't said a word since we came in.

"What'd you find out?" I ask him, pulling a chair next to him and turning it backwards, straddling it. "I'm sorry" He apologizes quietly and we look at him confused. "Sorry about what?" I ask him. "Marshall Hall died at 4:17" He tells us, not looking me in the eye and it clicks.

"The exact time Y/N was healed" Dean voiced my thoughts and I put my hand over my mouth in shock. Yeah" Sam nods. "So I put together a list. Reverend Roy's healed six people over the past year and I crossed checked it with the local obits" He explains, picking up a stack of papers and handing it to me.

Dean leans down to take a look as Sam further explains. "Everytime someone was healed, someone else died. And each time the victim died of the same symptom Le Grange was healing at the time" Sam tells us. "Someone's healed of cancer, someone else dies of cancer?" Dean asks and Sam nods sighing.

"Somehow, Le Grange is trading one life for another" Sam tells us and I realize. "Wait wait wait. So Marshall Hall died to save me?" I ask a bit angry. "Y/N, the guy probably would've died anyway and someone else would've been healed" Sam says and I roll my eyes at the fact that he's right.

"You never should've brought me here" I say, getting up from my chair. "Y/N, we were just trying to save your life" Dean tries to reason with me and I turn around looking at him in disbelief. "But, Dean, some guy is dead now because of me!" I snap. "I didn't know" Sam says sadly and I sigh.

"I know" I say softly, I go over to him and he looks at me, absolutely guilty. "I'm so sorry, Y/N" Sam says sorrowfully, pulling me into a hug that I return. I wrap my arms around his waist patting his back as he wraps his arms around my shoulders. "I would've done it for the both of you too" I admit and they look at me stunned.

When we let go of the hug he then says, "The thing I don't understand is, how is Roy doing it? How's he trading a life for a life?" Sam voices his thoughts. "Roy's not doing it. Something else is doing it for him" I tell them and they look at me confused. "What do you mean?" Dean asks me.

"The old man I saw on stage. I didn't wanna believe it but deep down I knew." I say, looking down. "You knew what? What're you talking about?" Sam asks me confused. I lean against the desk and say, "Theres only one thing that can give and take life like that" I say, Sam is still confused but realization dawns on Deans face.

"You don't think.." He trails off looking at me and I nod, his face dropping. "Holy shit" Dean mutters. "We're dealing with a reaper fellas" I say and Sam is in disbelief.

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Hours of research later, Dean and I are looking at a picture with a vague drawing of a Grim Reaper on it that he printed out from the web and Sam is by his laptop. "You guys really think it's The Grim Reaper? Like, Angel of Death, collect your soul, the whole deal?" Sam asks us and we shake our heads.

"No, no, no. Not The Reaper. A reaper" Dean corrects him. "There's reaper lore in pretty much every culture on earth. They go gt a hundred different names. It's possible there's more than one of them" I explain the mythology. "But you said you saw a dude in a suit" Dean says, propping his head on his hand.

"What, you think he should've been working the black robe thing?" I say sarcastically and he rolls his eyes. "Sam, you said it yourself that the clock stopped, right?" I question him and he nods. I take the paper from Dean and show it to Sam.

"Reapers stop time. And you can only see them when they're coming at you which is why I could see it and you guys couldn't" I say, resting the paper down. "Maybe" Sam says. "There's nothing else it could be, Sam. The question is, how's Roy controlling the damn thing?" Dean defends my theory.

I see Sams face contort into the one he normally has when he's either realized something or holding in a fart. "What?" I ask him. "That cross" Sam mutters. "Huh?" Dean looks at us confused. "There was this cross, I noticed it in the church tent. I knew I had seen it before" Sam says.

He picks up a deck of and shuffles through them, chuckling when he finds what he's looking for. He hands the card to Dean who takes it. "Here" He says as Dean shows it to me. A man with a skeleton face and a cross, similar to the one on the church alter. "A tarot?" Dean scoffs.

"It makes sense. I mean tarot dates back to the early Christian era, right? When some priests were still using magic and a few of them veered into the dark stuff. Necromancy and how to push death away, how to cause it" I explain, looking over at Sam for confirmation. He nods in agreement.

"So, Roy's using black magic to bind the reaper" Dean suggests, handing Sam back the card. "If he is, he's riding the whirlwind. It's like putting a dog leash on a great white" Sam says, looking at him laptop. Dean then takes his empty coffee mug and mine, resting it in the sink behind us.

He leans against the sink thinking, "Okay, then we stop Roy" He says and I look back at him. "How?" I ask him. "You know how" He says looking at me grimly. "What the hell are you talking about, Dean? We can't kill Roy" Sam says. "The guys playing god, he's deciding who lives and who dies. That's a monster in my book" Dean argues and I get up from my chair.

"Believe when I say I agree with you, charming. But we can't kill a human being. If we do that, then we're not better than he is" I tell him calmly and he sighs. "She's right, Dean." Sam adds and he looks over at him. "Okay, we can't kill Roy. We can't kill death. Any bright ideas college boy?" Dean asks him sarcastically and Sam rolls his eyes.

"Okay, uh, if Roy's using some kind of black spell on the reaper, we gotta figure out what it is and how to break it" Sam says and we nod in agreement.

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We decide to go back to the church (Roy's tent), now pulling into an empty parking space on the lot. "If Roy's using a spell, there might be a spell book" I tell the boys as we get out of Baby, closing the door. "See if you can find it"Dean says to Sam. "Hurry up too. Service starts in 15 minutes. We'll try to stall Roy" I tell him.

"Alright" Sam responds and the protestor from the day I got healed approaches us. "Roy Le Grange is a fraud. He's no healer" He says, handing us fliers. "Amen, brother" I preach loudly, causing Dean to chuckle as we walk towards the tent. "You keep up the good work" Sam tells him and we laugh even louder. "Thank you" The man thanks him smiling.

Dean and I walk inside the tent and take a seat straight to the back. I look over at him to see him deep in thought and I nudge him slight, "What's swirling around in that handsome head of yours?" I tease him with a smile and he smirks at me. "Nothing, I was just waiting on a call back from someone, kinda disappointed" He says, looking down.

"Since when do you wait around for a call from a girl?" I cock my eyebrow at him, shocked. "Not a girl" He scoffs chuckling, I'm slightly relieved about this for some reason but I just ask. "Then who?" I ask curiously. "Our Dads" He says honestly and I'm taken back.

"You called them?" I ask surprised and he nods. "Of course, you weren't well. I wasn't going to keep that from them" He says and I nod sadly. I didn't think about it like that, now I know for a fact that my dad might know I was dying and he didn't even bother to show up. It hurt, I'm not gonna lie. Dean notices the look of hurt on my face and quickly apologizes.

"Im sorry princess, forget I said anything" He says apologetically but I feign a smile. "Im fine. Honestly" I give him a wide fake smile, hoping he takes the bait. He seems to do so and nudges me back with his shoulder jokingly, making me causing gasp and I chuckle along with him.

My phone then rings and I fish it out of my pocket to see it's Sam calling, I flip it open and put it to my ear, "What do you got?" I ask him as Dean leans in closer to me, pressing his ear to the back of my phone to hear what Sam found. "Roy's choosing victims he sees as immoral. And I think I know who's next on his list. Remember that protestor?" Sam says quickly.

"Guy in the parking lot?" I whisper into the phone. "Yeah, I'll find him. But you guys can't let Roy heal anyone, alright?" Sam instructs up and I flip the phone shut, me and Dean share a look before looking back on the stage. We get up from our seats and walk closer to it.

"Logan. Logan Rourke. Come up here, son" Roy says into the mic, falling out for Logan as the crowd cheers. Logan gives his mom a tearful hug before walking up to the stage. Me and Dean share a panicked look at this. "Oh, man" I mutter sorrowfully. Logan does to walk past me but I stop him.

"Logan, listen to me. You can't go up there" I try to stop him and he looks at me confused. "Why not? We've waited for months" He protests and I shake my head. "You can let Roy heal you" I plead with him. "I don't understand. Roy healed you, didn't he? Why wouldn't you at least let him try" He tries to reason.

"Because if you do, something bad is gonna happen. I can't explain. I just need you to believe me" I tell him honestly and I see Dean looks at me like 'WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU SAY THAT?!'. Logan looks at me in disbelief. "Logan" Sue Ann calls for him to get up on the stage.

"Please" I beg him. He looks back at his mother and back to me with an apologetic look on his face and I sigh. "I'm sorry" He apologizes and I try to stop him. "Logan. Logan!" I whisper yell but he ignores me. "Dear child" Sue Ann smiles at Logan, ushering him up the stage and the crowd cheers again.

"You deserve this" Sue Ann tells him. I look back at his mother who have an overjoyed expression on his face. "I knew the Lord was planning. I knew it was a mystery if time" Roy says into the mic. I groan in displeasure and Dean looks at me with pity. "Pray with me friends" Roy says to the congregation.

He opens his hand like he did when healing me and goes to lay a hand on Logan's head. I look over Dean, pleading with him with my eyes to do something. He nods and pulls me to the exit of the tent and yells, "Fire! Hurry! Tents on fire!" I go along with it and scream. "Fire! Everybody get out of here!" Everybody begins to panic, running out of the tent.

Roy stops, not laying his hand on Logan. "No! No, please. Please don't stop. Please! Reverend please! Please? Please don't stop" Logan's mother rushes to the stage, begging Roy to not stop healing Logan. My heart hurts hearing her pleas, knowing that if he was healed, someone would die. He looks over at me pained and I give him an apologetic look.

"Friends, if you'd all just exit the tent in an orderly fashion and we'll figure out what's going on out there and we'll come back-" Roy says into the mic. I take out my phone to call Sam, "We did it. We stopped Roy" I tell him once he answered. "David, I think it's okay" I hear Sam say through the speaker.

"Y/N, it didn't work! The reapers still coming!" Sam exclaims in fear and my eyes widen, looking at Dean. "How?!" Dean asks loudly, pressing his ear against my phone. "I'm telling you! I'm telling you, it must not have worked! Roy must not be controlling this thing!" Sam insists. "Then who the hell is?" I ask rhetorically and my eyes glance over to Sue Ann.

Roy's wife is in a corner of the tent chanting quietly and it clicks. "Dean!" I nudge him and he looks in the direction I am. "Sue Ann" I tell Sam before flipping the phone shut. We run towards her quickly and turn her around roughly. She's clutching a pendant with the cross from the tarot card and like the one T the alter.

She's stunned when we do this and starts screaming, "Help! Help me!" She tucks the pendant in her clothes. "You bitch!" I scream angrily, slapping her across her face and suddenly two police officers come and roughly escorts me and Dean out of the tent. Sue Ann comes behind us and begins to lecture us, clutching the red mark on her face from my slap with tears in her eyes.

"I just don't understand. After everything we've done for you, after Roy healed you." She cries, feigning innocence. Me and Dean glare at her, narrowing our eyes filled with hatred. "We're just very, very disappointed, Y/N" She cries then turning to the officers. "You can let them go. I'm not gonna press any charges. The lord will deal with her as he sees fit" She tells them.

My jaw clenches in anger, my eyes trailing her as she walks off. "We catch you two around here again, we'll put the fear of God in you, understand?" The officer bellows harshly, gripping Deans shirt, I don't answer instead just continue glaring at Sue Ann. "Yes, sir, fear of God. Got it" Dean says bitterly, giving them a smug smile and they rough push us both.

"Son of a bitch" I mutter. "Did you have to slap her?" Dean mutters to me disappointed and I sigh. I turn around to see Logan behind me with a disappointed look on his face. "Logan, I'm so s-" He cuts me off. "Why would you do that, Y/N? And it could have been my only chance" He asks me shaking his head, tears in his eyes.

"He's not a healer" I try to tell him but he argues. "He healed you" He defends. "I-I know it doesn't seem fair and I wish I could explain but Roy is not the answer, I'm sorry" I apologize sincerely, stuttering on my words. Tears begin to fall down his face and I have to hold back my own.

"Goodbye, Y/N" His voice cracks, shaking his head. He moves between me and Dean and then turns to me, I turn to look at him and he says, "I wish you luck, I really do" He says sincerely. "Same to you" I respond, tears threatening to fall from my eyes as he walks off. "You deserved a lot more than me" I say to myself quietly but Dean notices.

"Don't say that, princess" He tells me, "Anyone would be lucky to have you" He whispers in my ear, wrapping his arms around me, patting my head as I lay my head against his shoulder. "God I need to stop crying, I've been crying so much these days. I can't even recognize myself anymore" I chuckle humorlessly, wiping my tears.

He smiles at me, putting his finger on my chin and tilting my head towards him to look into his eyes. "If it makes you feel better, I think it makes you a helluva lot stronger than me" He says, emotions swimming in his eyes as my (e/c) one's pierce his.

"Thanks, charming" I say genuinely. We look over to the Impala to see Sam leaning against it, letting go of our hug we begin to walk towards it. "Private session tonight, no interruptions. I give you my word, I'll heal your son" We hear Roy tell Mrs. Rourke with Sue Ann next to him as we walk towards Baby.

"Thank you, Reverend. God bless you" She thanks him, shaking his hand and giving Sue Ann a hug. They then head on over to their car, his mom giving him a tight hug, tearing falling from her eyes before getting in and driving off.

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Now back at the motel, we explain what happened in the tent to Sam. He's sitting on his bed and Dean is sitting on his next to Sam's as I pace the room, nervously. "So Roy really believes" He says and I go to the window, pulling the curtain to look out it. "I don't think he has any idea what his wife's doing" I tell him.

"Well, I found this hidden in their library" Sam tells us, pulling out a small old looking book from his jacket, showing us. "It's ancient. Written by priests who went dark side. There's a binding spell in here for trapping a reaper." Sam explains as I take a seat next to Dean on his bed, handing me the book.

"Must be a hell of a spell" Dean mutters as I open the book, he peers over my shoulder to get a look. "Yeah" Sam responds. "You gotta build a black alter with seriously dark stuff. Bones, human blood..." He lists off sighing. "To cross a line like that...that preachers wife. Black magic, murder. Evil" He says, shaking his head.

"Desperate" I add. "Her husband was dying. She would've done anything to save him. She was using the binding spell to keep the reaper away from Roy" I say and they nod. "Cheating death, literally" Sam adds ironically. "Yeah, but Roy's alive, so why's she still using the spell?" Dean asks and realization dawns on Sam's face.

"Right. To force the reaper to kill people she thinks are immoral" Sam says and I sigh, shaking my head. "May God save us from half the people who think they're doing God's work" Dean mutters as I flip through the book. "We gotta break that binding spell, guys" Sam tells us and I reach a page with the cross like what Sue Ann was clutching.

Me and Dean share a look before looking up at Sam. "You know, Sue Ann had a Coptic cross like this. Once she dropped it, the reaper backed off" I tell them. "So you think we gotta find the cross or destroy the altar?" Dean asks me. "Maybe both?" I suggest and they look at me confused. "Whatever we do, we'd better do it soon" Dean says. "Roy's healing Logan tonight." I tell him and he nods as I get up from the bed, handing him the book.

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Later that night, the boys and I head back to Roy's. When Dean parks I notice a familiar looking car, "That's Logan's car. He's already here" Sam draws the car to our attention. "Yeah" I respond sadly, clearing my throat. "Y/N.." Sam goes to comfort me but I cut him off. "You know, if Roy would've picked Logan instead of me, he'd be healed right now" I say honestly.

"Y/N, don't" Dean pleads with me not to go down that path. "And if he's not healed tonight, he's gonna die in a couple months" I look down at my hands guilty. "What's happening to him is horrible, but what are you gonna do? Let somebody else die to save her?" Sam asks me rhetorically.

"You agreed with me when I said, 'You can't play God'" Dean tells me comfortingly but I don't answer, taking a deep breath I get out of baby and the boys follow behind me. We creep around the side of the tent and pull the plastic a bit to the side to see Roy hosting another service. "Gather around. Please, everyone, gather around. Come in closer, come on up" He ushers Logan up to the stage.

"Where's Sue Ann?" Dean asks us. "House" I respond. We walk back towards the house and I notice the police officer from earlier stationed infront of Sue Anns house. I turn to the boys and tell them, "Go find Sue Ann, I'll catch up" They look at me confused, "What are you-?" Dean goes to ask me but I cut him off.

"Just trust me, okay?" I flash him a wink before walking into the view of the officers and they crouch behind a bus that's parked. "Hey! You wanna put that fear of God in me? I don't mind getting double teamed!" I smirk as I call out to the officers tauntingly, instantly they shoot me angry look and they begin running after me and I bolt out of there to give Sam and Dean time to find Sue Ann.

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Third Person POV

"That crazy bitch" Sam mutters to himself, shaking his head in amusement as Y/N dashes away from the officers. Dean snorts in laughter, "We call her nutcase and crackhead for a reason" Dean whispers to his young brother, quickly getting up from behind the bus and making their ways up Sue Anns porch quickly.

They walk around around the side of the porch, looking for any weak spots or open windows to get into the house.

In the parking lot:

Meanwhile, Y/N is ducking under trailers, busses, cars, you name it, to keep hidden from the police that are still chasing her. "You see her?" One officer asks the other, shining their lights around the dark lot in search of Y/N. "No" the other officer shakes his head.

On the porch:

From ontop the porch, Sam notices what looks like an underground cellar below the porch, "Dean, come check this out" He whisper yells for his brother attention. Dean quickly comes around and they share a look before running down the porch to go check out the cellar.

They lean down and open it, quickly getting in and closing it behind them.

In the parking lot:

Y/N is currently braced up against a trailer, hiding from the officers when suddenly she hears a loud barking coming from the door. She lets out a low scream in fear, backing up from the trailer. The barking draws the attention to the officers who are on the other side of the trailer.

One of the officer flashes his light under the trailer and inside, scoffing when he comes up empty handed, "Psycho mutt" He grumbles as the dog growls at him through the window. Still barking as the other officer laughs.

Y/N peers off the ledge from on-top of the trailer, sighing in relief, thanking whatever god existed that she scaled the trailer in time before the police saw her.

In the cellar:

While all of this is going on, the boys walk down the stairs to the underground cellar. Bending the corner, Dean notices a altar with candles lit around it, "Hey college boy" He nudges Sam pointing to the altar. "That what we're looking for?" He asks him and Sam nods.

They push open the gate and walk towards the altar that has candles lit around, pictures of people, even Y/N with red X's on their faces (presumably human blood), a human skull with blood dripping down it. Dean picks up the picture of Y/N, showing it to Sam.

"I gave your girlfriend life and I can take it away" A familiar voice booms, causing them to jump and turn around quickly to see Sue Ann with a grim expression on her face. Anger raises to their heads and they share a look before tilting the table the altar was on, tossing it to the floor.

Everything on it smashing into pieces. They run after Sue Ann but she's had a head start from when they were destroying the altar, running up the stairs and barricading the cellar door with a wooden stick. The groan as they try to push it open but Sue Ann is using all her strength to keep it shut.

"Boys, can't you see? The Lord chose to me reward the just and punish the wicked" Sue Ann preaches from outside. "And your girlfriend is wicked, Dean. And she deserves to die just as Logan deserves to live. It's Gods will" She continues to ramble but the boys stop pushing the door and run to the back.

Looking for anything that's big enough to knock the door down with. They find a large peace of wood, that's heavy enough for the both of them to hold. "Goodbye, boys" Sue Ann says and leaves. "On three" Dean says and Sam nods curtly, "One, two, three!" He shouts.

The brothers run the hunk of wood head first into the door with all their might. Busting it down and breaking the peace of stick that was holding it together.

In the parking lot:

Y/N is still in the yard, when she notices the lights in the lot start to flicker. She looks up at the lights in confusion before turning to see the old man she saw when she was healed behind her. Her chest begins to heave when she realizes what might be going on.

The man begins to approach her slowly and her eyes widen, frozen in fear. The man lays his hand on her head and she begins to groan in pain, her head feeling as if it's going to explode. Roy's healing Logan and Sue Ann is trading my life for his. She chose to accept her faith, knowing she wasn't supposed to live either way.

She comes to the realization, not able to move as the man drains the life out of her slowly, bringing her to her knees. Y/N screams as the pain courses through her body.

Inside the tent:

Meanwhile in the tent, Roy has his hand on Logan's head, bringing Logan to his knees while Sue Ann is outside the tent, clutching the glowing cross to her chest and chanting the spell, controlling the reaper.

In the parking lot:

Y/N's eyes begin to turn grey and her skin begins to pale as the reaper looks at her apologetically, as if he didn't want to take her life from her.

Outside the tent:

Now free, Dean pushes Sue Ann to the ground and Sam snatches the glowing cross from her hand, throwing on the ground and it smashes into pieces. Rendering the control on the reaper ineffective. "Noooo!" Sue Ann screams pained.

In the parking lot:

Suddenly the reaper let's go of Y/N, she falls to the ground and begins gasping for air.

Inside the tent:

Meanwhile in the tent, Roy can feel his 'power' die. Logan doesn't feel the effect of the healing anymore, his eyes fluttering open. "I don't understand" Roy says confused. "I don't feel different" Logan tells him, looking over at his mom with tears with tears in their eyes.

Outside the tent:

"Oh my god! What have you boys done?!" Sue Ann screams from outside of the tent, kneeling next to the broken cross, sobbing. "He's not your God" Dean says angrily, clenching his jaw and rolling his eyes at her pathetic sobs. Sue Ann looks up and sees the reaper she had in her clutches across from her, smiling at her with villainous intent. She gasps loudly in fear.

The boys look at her confused as she tries to run away but suddenly stops as the reaper appears infront of us and lays his hand on her head instead. She begins to gasp for air, instantly turning pale as her eyes roll to the back of her head, turning grey.

The reaper then let's go of Sue Ann with a satisfied smile on his face and she drops to the floor convulsing as if she's having a seizure and she lets out one last breath, now dead. The boys look on at this and let out a satisfied breath of relief.

"Let's go find Y/N" Dean tells Sam and he nods, making their way back to the parking lot. They see Y/N leaning against the Impala trying to catch her breath. "You okay, Princess?" Dean asks her concerned and she nods weakly. "Hell of a week" She says ironically and they nod. "Yeah" Sam says.

"Alright, come on. We should get going" He tells them and Dean takes out his keys. They all open the doors to the impala simultaneously before jumping in. Dean in the driver, Sam riding shotgun and Y/N to the back.

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Later they're all in their motel room, Y/N sits on her bed staring into space as if she's deep in thought. "What is it?" Dean asks her knowingly, breaking her out of her thought process. Her eyes flicker over to him and she shakes her head, "Nothing" She says, sighing.

The brothers share a look, "What is it?" Sam presses, putting his hands on his hips. "We did the right thing here, didn't we?" She asks them. "Of course we did" Dean assures her and she sighs. "It doesn't feel like it" She says sighing. Suddenly a knocking on the door interrupts their conversation.

"I got it" Sam says, going over to it and opening it to reveal Logan. "Hey Logan, come on in" He says and Y/N shoots up from the bed. "Hey" He says, giving Sam a smile. "Hey. How did you know we were here?" Y/N asks him surprised. The burning sensation comes back to Deans chest, seeing how quickly her mood changed when she saw Logan.

He brushes it off quickly, brushing it under his rug of underlying feelings. "Um, Sam called. He said you wanted to say goodbye" He tells her and she looks over at Sam who gives her a sly smirk. "We're gonna go grab some sodas" Sam says quickly, grabbing his older brother by his elbow and pulling him out of the door.

Dean is hesitant about this but obliges. He huffs in annoyance as Sam closes the door. Sam notices the clenching of Deans jaw. "I thought you said you weren't a jealous idiot?" He teases his older brother, his gaze snaps over to him with a harsh glare. "I'm not. I just don't like the idea of leaving her alone in a room with a guy she barely knows" He retorts roughly as they walk to the vending machine and Sam chuckles dryly.

The irony of that makes him laugh on the inside, knowing Y/N hooks up with people every so often which Dean is quite aware of. Sam mostly did this so Y/N could get some closure because he know she has a big heart under all of her denying.

But partly was because he knew it would bother Dean and hey, his brother always says he doesn't feel that way about Y/N. He loves his brother dearly but the man is too damn stubborn for his own good. And so is Y/N but she hides her jealously better than Dean.

As the door closes behind Logan, the two exchange heated looks. Logan is the first to break it, walking around her to take a look at the room. "So, where are you going?" He asks Y/N. "Oh, don't know yet. Our work kind of takes us all over. So...." She tells him, trailing off when their eyes connect again.

"You know, I went back to see Roy" He tells her. "What happened?" She asks him sadly, already knowing the answer. Logan sighs, shaking his head as he takes a seat on the bed, "Nothing" He tells her as she sits next to him. "I mean, he laid his hands on my forehead but nothing happened" He tells her.

"I'm sorry it didn't work" She apologizes sincerely. "And Sue Ann. She's dead, you know. Stroke" Logan informs her and she nods. "Yeah, I heard" She says. "You know, Roy's a good man. He doesn't deserve whats happened" Y/N says sadly. "It must be rough...to believe in something so much...and have it disappoint you like that" She adds, giving him a sympathetic look.

Logan however has a smile on his face, "You wanna here something weird?" He asks her. "Hmm?" She responds. "I'm okay. Really." He assures her and she's slightly surprised by this. "I guess if you're gonna have faith, you can't just have it when the miracles happen. You have to have it when they done" He tells her and she smiles sadly at his wise words, leaving her speechless.

"So, what now?" She asks him and he shrugs smiling. "God works in mysterious ways." He repeats his first words to her, giving her a teary smile before resting his hand on her cheek. The way Dean usually does. But it didn't quite feel right like when he does it. He leans in and lays a small kiss on her cheek.

His lips lingering at the corner of her mouth as she swallows the lump in her throat. "Goodbye, Y/N" He tells her with a smile and watery eyes before getting up to leave. "Hey" She calls out to him and he turns around at the door. "Um...You know, I'm not much of the praying type. But...I'm gonna pray for you" She says to him confidently, her tone filled with sorrow.

Logan nods and smiles, "Well, there's a miracle right there" He tells her with a smile, opening the door and closing it behind him.

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Authors Note: I told you I was gonna add my own little spin on things in this rewrite lol. Hope you guys enjoyed!! I know how some people may think as if I'm taking away storyline from Sam or Dean by letting the reader experience certain things they go through but please remember I am just trying to keep her as included as possible.

I'm not going to take away big storylines as the whole point of this book is to follow the major plots but I'm just trying to make things more interesting to give a different perspective of the show. I'm enjoying writing so far and I personally have experienced books where I didn't like the way it was going and I left it so I hope you guys are still holding on!!

Note that this chapter is unedited and I plan on coming back to edit it eventually.

Xoxo

#dean winchester #sam winchester #spn #supernatural #dean and sam #dean winchester fanfiction #dean winchester x reader #dean winchester x you #dean x reader #sam and dean #dean winchester x female!reader #supernatural reader insert #supernatural fandom #supernatural tv show #supernatural fanfiction

[candaru]

Fixing Marie and fixing Stein's arc*

*Disclaimer: I am ONLY an anime watcher. I have some loose knowledge of the manga, but this rewrite comes from the standpoint of "what would make the story tighter" with no thought of the manga canon.

Soul Eater starts as a 1/10 show and gets up to a solid 8/10. Those early episodes don't interest me at all, because fixing them would require starting over from almost scratch, but those 8/10s are so fucking juicy and easy to turn into 10/10s with just a little bit of rewriting. With that being said:

Spirit should've been the one to pull Stein back from the madness. Marie's arc should've been about motherhood, and she should've been used as a foil for Medusa.

This isn't even about shipping, though I do ship Spirit and Stein. This is about tightening up a story to actually wrap up loose ends and not create female characters solely to exist for the male ones. Here's how the fixes work:

For of her introduction, instead of the "I just want to get married for money and be lazy" gag which we never actively see from Marie (she is clumsy at her job, but never lazy), and the godawful "I'll marry a toilet" joke, Marie is introduced as being upset being called into work because she wants a nuclear family. She dreams about being a housewife and stay-at-home mom, and focuses deeply on the latter part. When Azusa points out that she'll have a chance to teach lots of children, Marie points at Blackstar and Death having an explosive fight in the distance and says something akin to, "Those aren't normal children!!!" It's Soul Eater, it's a comedy.

There are already a good number of scenes where Marie and Crona interact, and Crona clearly sees Marie as the (good) mother they never had. All that needs to be done to further this agenda is showing Marie's POV—she's initially unsure of how to treat Crona, given their circumstances, but quickly grows fond of them and begins to take special interest in caring for them.

Marie is still sent to live with Stein, as her extremely empathetic and kind nature is a good balance to his apathy and insanity. However, he is not just allowed to wander free, ESPECIALLY after being caught trying to free Medusa. Death doesn't want him in chains, because he feels that's animalistic, but tells Marie to keep him under house arrest for a while.

This would've worked fine, except that the snake planted in Marie has been lying dormant, and when Medusa activates it, she can control Marie like a puppet to let Stein out. That's when he goes and gets lost in the maze of his own mind.

When Crona comes to Death to request seeking out Stein, Marie says she can't trust them anymore, and demands to come with. In response to that, Spirit says he can't trust Marie, because the snake might still be residing within her. Besides, he knows Stein best. He's coming, too (instead of SITTING AROUND IN THE DEATH ROOM DOING NOTHING FOR SEVEN EPISODES).

During the battle against Stein and Medusa, Marie and Spirit both try to lunge for Stein, but Medusa cuts them off with an attack. Marie ends up separated and with Medusa vs. Crona, while Spirit ends up separated and fighting Stein alone.

When Medusa taunts Crona for being an obedient child, Marie cuts in with, "Yes, they ARE obedient! And kind, and gentle, and patient! That's why you don't deserve to call yourself their mother!" She turns to Crona and nods, affirming her trust in them. This is a resolution to Marie's saying that she can't trust Crona until she sees them fight Medusa, and fills Crona with emotion and strength: they realize they have another mother who cares about them more than Medusa ever did.

Meanwhile, Stein says to Spirit what he did to Marie in canon (begging him to run away before he attacks), adding that "I hurt you once before, I'll do it again!" but Spirit stands strong. He might be terrified inside, but he doesn't show fear the way Marie does, because he's seen Stein like this before.

Inside Stein's head, we see the radio. LET'S TALK ABOUT THE RADIO. In canon, Medusa tells him to smash it, and at one point it seems the radio might be his way of hearing the outside world, because he hears Maka's voice? But usually, his own voice is muttering nonsense, and it seems to represent his madness, in which case Medusa would never suggest he destroy it. Then the solution is to "accept it," which is not a good suggestion given the in-universe context and ALSO doesn't have anything to do with the radio metaphor.

So, in this rewrite, the radio is clearly representative of his madness. It's Stein's own voice, repeating things like "follow the path of madness," "you belong to Medusa now," "dissect everything," etc. Stein tries to reach towards the radio to turn it off, but every time he does, he seems to interfere with it and a loud, awful static noise happens over the voices. This makes it so he can't hear the voices, but is also painful, and he keeps stopping to cover his ears. He can't get close to the radio, so he doesn't know what to do. He doesn't want to listen to it, but if he tries to turn it off, the static gets louder and hurts him.

Medusa suggests that he just stop trying to fight it. If he stops fighting it, the voices will come in clearly, and he won't be in pain anymore. "Just accept it; just listen to the voices. That's what you really want, anyway, isn't it?"

While he fights Spirit, both of them are going all-out, yet exceedingly good at dodging and blocking each other—because they were Weapon and Meister for years, and they both know how the other moves. Because of this, Spirit manages to corner Stein against a wall with a blade to his throat.

Stein, with his eyes shadowed over so it's unclear if he is mad or sane, tells Spirit to just cut it off and end it all. Spirit shakes his head, and reaches out to soul resonate with Stein.

He enters Stein's headspace the same way we see happen often with Maka and Soul; he sees Stein crouched on the floor, hands to his ears, and the radio. Stein explains the situation, and tells Spirit to try smashing it with his blade. Spirit can tell this will kill Stein, but Stein says he doesn't care. "I can't fight it. I'd rather have it destroyed."

(The fights between Medusa/Crona/Marie and Spirit/Stein cut back and forth to add tension; I'm just telling them in order to make things clear.)

Spirit walks over, seeming as if he will smash the radio—then reaches out to the dial and turns it. It's a volume dial. The voices turn way, way, down. Stein looks up, startled and looking as though the pain has suddenly rescinded.

Spirit explains: "You're right. You can't fight it—not alone. That's why you need people around to help you. I can't turn it off, but I can at least turn down the noise."

In the real world, we see that Spirit has turned Stein's head gear. It looks like the radio dial. Stein has been trying to turn it down himself all this time, to no avail, but when Spirit turns it, it works. Stein falls against Spirit momentarily before opening his eyes and waking back up into sanity.

"Spirit..." "Yeah?" "Sorry about experimenting on you." "Eh. If you really want to apologize, you can buy me a sake when we get back."

It's Soul Eater, it's a comedy.

At this point, Marie is able to get to them, and throws herself into the hug, overjoyed to see Stein back to normal. She pulls Stein's glasses out of her pocket and hands them to him. It seems the battle is finally going their way, but Medusa is preparing another attack on Crona.

At this point, the canon resumes as normal, with Maka and Soul showing up, etc. Absolutely nothing in the other plots is ruined, since Spirit would've just spent the entire time stuck in the Death Room with Azusa.

#soul eater #rewrite #Marie Mjolnir #Franken Stein #Spirit Albarn #crossstitch #kind of but not really #I just wanted to wrap up the loose ends that weren't addressed #candaru makes things

[carcrashscike]

how i wish scott and mike’s dynamic in tdas would’ve been written:

* note: this is given that the plot stays relatively the same, i would change a lot about this otherwise

mike is pissed at scott for what he did to him last season, and with this newfound control of himself and his headspace he isn’t as afraid to say it. he isn’t around scott much early on (being on different teams and generally avoiding each other like the plague) but in challenges mike, often alongside zoey who shares this vendetta to a lesser extent, gets super competitive when scott is around. scott plays this off in his scott fashion (“wow he’s really obsessed, must be in love with me or something”), and while he derives some surface level pleasure from getting mike’s niceness to crack deep deep deep down he feels guilty. he knows what he did last season was shitty, how could he not? it doesn’t help that it seems mike will never let him live it down, eyes burning into the back of scotts head at any and every given opportunity (a gesture reserved only for him). the early episodes show mike and scott generally staying away from each other, with only sparse moments of hatred from mike’s end.

their dynamic takes a turn once mal gets added to the mix. scott doesn’t realize that mike isn’t the one fronting anymore, but he quickly pieces together that “mike” has begun to sabotage others (including his friends), a revelation that fills him with pure glee. he’s been validated, mike wasn’t only mean to scott because he wronged him, rather mike was just as cruel and vindictive as he was all along and he was a hypocrite for pretending to be otherwise. scott misconstrues “mike’s” actions as him revealing his true self after playing the long con, rather then it not being mike at all. mal on the other hand is keeping an eye on scott, as while he isn’t his biggest threat at the moment he knows that he was able to make it far the previous season (that and he holds a tiny vendetta against scott for his previous actions… something something “no one will mess with us with me in charge”). scotts going down like the rest of them without a doubt, but he isn’t mal’s primary focus mid season.

scott sees through all of “mikes” subsequent actions of manipulation. oftentimes he chooses to say nothing as those actions rarely target him (he quietly prides himself on that, it’s their little secret even if “mike” doesn’t know he knows) and also often harm his competition. he begins to interpret “mikes” non focus on him as a sign of possible respect, putting the past animosity behind them like he knows scott is above such obvious manipulation tactics. while he’s still hurt by courtney’s chart when it’s revealed, he’s more curious as to how mike acquired it in the first place. he also doesn’t fall for mikes bid to get him angry at gwen, spinning the line of reasoning back on him again coyly (“you said it’s her fault, but weren’t you the one who exposed her chart?”).

with his newfound perspective on “mike” scott doesn’t expect himself to be a target until it’s too late and he’s dangling by his foot in front of a very hungry shark. maybe he taunts mike, comparing himself to him and finding similarities between their actions or maybe he proposes an alliance with the knowledge he believes he has. either way mal pushes him in front of his worst nightmare, paralleling scotts actions towards mike. its in this moment scott realizes what’s happening, the truth that the man in above him wasn’t mike at all. scott finds plenty of time to ruminate on this as he slips unconscious.

as he awakes he’s swept up into elimination. part of him holds out hope that zoey will do what should be the obviously smart choice, but the rest of him knows she would never betray mike, even if it isn’t really him. scott try’s to expose mal to zoey at this point, faking once it’s clear that zoey has already realized what’s up. scott’s final words curse out mal for wearing the skin of the man he wronged and for making him believe, for just a split second, that they would somehow get better.

#i hate these two both so bad #scott being actually delusional #“he isn’t trying to manipulate me because he thinks I’m special’ #girl your ass is NOT special !! he just does not care #total drama #td mike #td scott #tdi #scike #td scike #tdroti #tdas

[arden-au]

── ✧ acts of service with jungwon

jungwonxgn!reader | 0.62k words | fluff

a/n: first post of 'love languages with enhypen'. was supposed to be its own timestamp but i thought of this idea from different prompts i was reading, anyways enjoy!

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‘(y/n) are you sleeping again?’ he questioned, rolling his eyes as the figure hidden in the sheets shuffled around. ‘no jungwon i’m just closing my eyes’ you replied sarcastically, pulling the dark coloured sheets over your head ignoring him. ‘for the 5 time this hour’ he added, finally putting away the last of his clothes. ‘you know, i thought today was our cleaning day. we were supposed to be doing you know, cleaning up’ he mentions, poking where he assumes is your sides.

he laughs when you curse under your breath in reaction. "but we don't need to do it right away jungwon" you complain as you go back to hiding back in the sheets. jungwon stares at your body, holding in a laugh as glances over at the clock before at you. "love, it's almost 7pm not 11am" he replies, you jolting out of bed and throwing the blanket away from your chest.

"why didn't you tell me this earlier!" you whisper yell, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes as you scramble out of bed with one sock still in bed. jungwon stops you by your shoulders, holding you in place as he shakes his head with more laughter. you tilt your head in confusion, usually this is the part where he throws a witty comment at you and you playfully stomp away from him. he was right, glancing over his shoulder you saw the bright red numbers on the clock almost taunting you.

jungwon knew you weren't a fan of doing the laundry, your reasons revealed to him over the phone while you randomly spewed information about yourself after he insisted he wanted to hear your voice. so when you suggested a day to clean up the apartment, he didn't bother asking since he understood your routine from living together for the past few months. so he wasn't really surprised you slept in the amount you did, noting you also arrived home late the night before due to work.

"it's fine, the chores are mostly done aside from these last few pieces or clothes. how about you go set up a movie in the living room yeah?" he suggests with a smile, nodding his head towards the direction of said living room. your eyes widen in shock, stuttering out a mess of words trying to convince him otherwise and that you should be the one to finish since you didn't even help at all. however he shakes his head, nudging your body towards the door. more like a playful shove, since he knows you're as stubborn as he is sometimes. you pout but begrudgingly set up the newest episode of the show you two were watching, pizza ordered and on its way.

"you know i would've helped if i was awake" you start, but are quickly cut off by him putting a slice of pizza in your mouth. you glare at him while he merely grins, happily munching his own piece and reaching for the dipping sauce. "yeah but that's no way to thank you for staying up the week I was in europe to facetime me or when you visited my family and shared photos of our dog" he mentions, "it's the least i can do knowing you also had lots of assignments due that week but chose not to worry me" he finishes, putting his arm around you and leaning you towards his shoulder blade. you blush, realizing the secret you swore not to tell him was out. you quietly wondering who might've told him, but knowing him he had his ways of finding out. with a small sigh you leave a kiss on his neck in silent response.

"i love you too" you whisper with a shy smile on your own features. eyes on you lovingly as he pulls you closer, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

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#enhypen x reader #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen timestamps #enhypen #enhypen fluff #enhypen drabbles #enhypen reactions #enha fluff #enhypen x gender neutral reader #jungwon imagines #jungwon scenarios #jungwon fluff #jungwon #enhypen jungwon #enhypen oneshots #enhypen headcanons #jungwon drabbles #enhypen soft hours

[resuswhore]

loved the fluid in lungs whumpy scenario, what about whumpy arrhythmia ideas?

I have one in mind, as I've recently found a new arrhythmia, or more so condition that caused arrhythmias, that I've taken quite a liking to (its called sick sinus syndrome)

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I want a resusee with a weak little heart, one that just barely flutters about, that wants to fade away into nothingness. I want them to just barely keep conscious, their faded eyes peeking through their lashes, watching me as I struggle to keep their heart going. I want to have to put my weight behind my sternum rubs as their eyes flutter shut, almost succumbing to their heart's continued struggle, earning small mewls and whines, the sight of a bared throat as they throw their head back in agony.

the rapid switches of their heart rate will blare alarms on the monitor, and I'll feel it as I hold my finger to their pulse point; their heart just barely lagging through bradycardia before stopping completely, throwing out a couple PVCS, before switching to tachycardia. I'll watch as their eyes shine with fear as they feel their heart struggle within their chest, their lip quivering softly, one hand weakly reaching for me while the other reaches for their aching chest.

I'll try and assure them that everything will be ok as they go through harsh flutter after flutter, as they cry out, as they beg for me to make it stop, but it'll be completely useless as the fear and pain gets to them, no sweet words or gentle kisses getting past it all, leaving them a wreck. their hands starting to scrabble at their chest as their heart throws more and more PVCS, risking disconnecting a lead or adding stress to their heart's already heavy load, so I'll have to bind their wrists to the gurney.

I want them to eventually lose consciousness as their blood pressure becomes unstable and their heart spends more time skipping than beating. I'll start beating it for them, ignoring the short, ineffective windows that it does beat on its own, and carrying on with compressions, relishing in their breathy cries as they float between hazy consciousness and complete unconsciousness.

as they get weaker and weaker, they'll stop trying to pull their own breaths even when I pause compressions to reassess their heart rhythm, and I'll have to lean over them, pressing my lips over theirs, filling their broken chest with my air over and over again until their lungs kickstart enough to pull in broken gasps.

I'll spend hours resuscitating someone whose body refuses to truly die, only taunting them with the agony of it. I'll fight their heart with drugs and shocks and compressions, trying to ease them through moments of tachycardia with hushed words, and urging them on with shallow compressions and sternum rubs when they get stuck in an unsteady bradycardia episode, until I finally win it over, getting it to at least stay in at least a stable bradycardia so I can pace it, filling my resusee with pain meds so they can finally rest after hours of going in and out, not knowing if they were truly alive or dead.

when they finally open their eyes, now free from a good portion of the pain and fear that once filled them, promising that its over, that they're safe now, that I was gonna keep my promise, I wouldn't let them go, pressing kisses to cold, sweaty skin and holding hands scratched raw from their hours spent in pain all the while.

#medfet #resus #cardiophile #resus community #medfet community #cpr #defib #chest compressions #I feel like this could be better #but I know if I let it sit in my asks I'll forget about it #so I might redo this eventually #but take this for now

[nanaminsonyfans]

╚»★«╝ Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire ╚»★«╝

a/n; the lack of cyberpunk x reader fics is appalling. anyways gay kerry eurodyne for christmas ur welcome. also this is post after giving up johnny specifically the sun ending. sorry of its shitty, i rarely write as a male reader and i hope i did okay! requests are open!!!

pairing: male!reader x kerry eurodyne (cyberpunk)

warnings; anal, male oral receiving, slight exhibition?, cursing, spoilers for end of cyberpunk.

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The Kerry Eurodyne was making a Christmas album with US Cracks, him being main vocals and the girls being background vocals. You were there as Kerry's loving boyfriend and supporter but also because you had nothing else to do. Being the famous V merc has run its course and after everything with Johnny and Arasaka....you just wanted to be you, Y/n L/n. Of course you still talked to some old friends, Claire being one of them. Truth be told....You missed Johnny. A piece of you was gone.

"Y/n? Babe? You there?" Kerry's voice brought you back. The girls were gone leaving the two of you there. "You having one of those episodes again?" He asks softly, obviously worried. "Oh, no i'm fine. Was just thinking is all. The music was pretty soothing." You joke and stood up. "Was it? Didn't want to put you to sleep." "You didn't. Just started to remind me of stuff." Kerry nods and cupped your cheek. "This past year has been hard for you. I understand." You nod and leaned against his touch. His hands were always so warm.

"I gotta finish some vocals. Go get a drink." He hums softly. You nod, leaving and came back. Kerry was singing, however his vocals sounded almost angelic as he sang The Christmas Song. "Jack nipping at your nose~" He looked at you. He looked at you with those fucking icy blue eyes that just sucked you in every single time. You know what he wants. How'd he get so horny so easily? Sentimental one second...

You stared at him, watching his movement. He swayed his hips as he practically made out with the mic. You felt your jeans tightened as you wanted him until you couldnt take anymore and went in. "You're such a little shit sometimes...." You growl slightly in his ear, griping his hips as you pulled him against your growing bulge. "Yeah...?" Kerry hums, adding more pressure against you. You let out a guttural moan in his ear as he started to grind against you.

"You keep doing that and im going to cum in these fuckin' pants." "We can't have that." He hums and gets down on his knees. "Not when i have a perfectly good face." "Oh youre fucking bad Ker..." You groan as he undid your pants, your cock springing free seconds before he wrapped his mouth around you. His tongue was so soft and warm...and fuck the way he sucked you off was like his life depended in it. He was so eager to please and it was working.

Kerry's eyes were half lidded and staring up at you as if he was trying to be innocent. His hand took over whatever he couldn't reach. Drool slipped down his chin as he continued to suck. "Oh fuck ker...." You thrusted slightly in his mouth causing him to gag but he didnt want you to stop. You continued to face fuck him until you felt yourself getting close.

"Fuck..Fuck ker-" You pulled out and came on his face exactly as he wanted. "Mm...amazing as usual." He smirks and licked the cum up and cleaned himself up. "Now bend over." "Really? Here?" "Yes here its your fault." You tell him annoyed and Kerry did so, happily stripping down to give you a show. "Oh you fucking slut." You slapped his ass as he bent over on the couch in the studio.

You didnt even bother prepping and just thrusted in which earned a high pitched mewl from him. "Oh fuck- dont stop please." He begs and pushed his hips back to match the rhythm of your thrusts. His moans were so whiny it was pitiful, the sadistic side wanted to taunt him about it but another side of you loved his noises. Only you could bring these noises out if him, only you, only your cock.

You let out a few grunts as his ass milked you, and suddenly he let out a loud moan arching his back as you hit his prostate. He loved how the head of cock hit it just right. "Fill me up y/n please, please!" Kerry begs and he started to fist himself. "No one can say no to you." You smirk and started to rail him a few more times before you came together. "Fuuuck!" You groaned as you filled his ass making him whine at the feeling as he made a mess on the couch.

"You made a mess." You tease and kissed him which he happily returned. Out of the corner of you eye you noticed a blinking red light. "Did...did it record all of that?" You ask him and kerry took notice as well. "Yeah...maybe i should put it on the bonus track."

#cyberpunk #cyberpunk 2077 #Samurai #Johnny Sliverhand #V #cyberpunk x reader #cyberpunk 2077 x reader #kerry eurodyne #kerry eurodyne x reader #cyberpunk kerry #cyberpunk kerry x reader #cyberpunk smut #cyberpunk x reader smut #kerry x reader #kerry eurodyne x reader smut

[lilacslug]

I’ve been having brain worms (thanks to this post https://www.tumblr.com/lilacslug/728680549581012992/hiiii-i-wanted-to-add-if-prismo-wrote-this-song)

My thought(s):

Prismo and Jake’s and Simon and Betty’s relationships have already been paralleled within the show. During the Fionna and Cake episode Simon Petrikov Prismo and Simon are both shown to be mourning their respective loved ones, Jake and Betty.

Fionna has also been shown to be a parallel to Betty. During the adventure time series finale, Come Along With Me Simon (as Ice King) sings this song to Betty when Magic/Normal/King Man tells him to “speak from the heart” to try to save Betty. And during Fionna and Cake, when Simon intends to summon Golbetty, he summons Cake and Fionna instead.

Also, Prismo and Simon have another interesting parallel. Just as Betty became Golb to save Simon, Jake became Prismo to save…Prismo. They both gave up their lives to save their loved one (but with funky Prismo logic Jake got to survive).

While Ice King would put Fionna and Cake into written form, Prismo would zap his original Fionna and Cake stories into Ice King’s Imagination Zone. With that being said, it’s hard to tell who wrote what. Some parts Ice King added in are obvious, like when he wrote himself into the narrative. Some parts are less obvious, which is implied in the adventure time episode Fionna and Cake and Fionna when poser Fionna says that he got “everything wrong”. Although I’ll note that we do hear a snippet of the story Ice King read, which was that Fionna said it was okay to have the rest of the chili cheese dip. This is similar to what Fionna said in the tape: that they were going to have screaming chili cheese dip and sriracha ranch. This is alluding to the fact that he did see the same thing poser Fionna did.

So who wrote the song, Prismo or Ice King? It’s hard to say. However, as the plot of Fionna and Cake felt like an actual plot involving the ICE QUEEN, a character that I don’t see Ice King writing as well, he inserts himself in at the end…I’m partial to this story being written mainly by Prismo. But who wrote the song is up in the air, and I think it’s supposed to be. Ice King/Simon AND Prismo are both mourning, it’s BOTH of their song. My favorite interpretation is Prismo wrote what Gumball said as maybe just spoken word, but Ice King being musical Ice King made it a song.

The song both fits as something Simon would sing to Betty…but it first as just as well as something Prismo would sing to Jake. I mean, “I feel like we connect, and I really get you” Prismo and Jake were fast friends. “your first has touched my heart” is obvious. “I won’t let anything in this word keep us apart” was an interesting line in the original song that stuck out to me. Of course at first it just seemed like a like to rhyme with heart…but now…if Prismo wrote Fionna and Cake after Jake DIED…………hm……or it could even be that Prismo is a celestial being and Jake is mortal and they live in different universes, but Prismo wasn’t going to let that keep them separate.

I find the Adventure Time episode Bad Little Boy very interesting as well. Another love story for Fionna, but with Marshall Lee instead. Now, typically the Fionna and Cake characters parallel their original selves very much. We don’t see Finn ever crushing on Marceline like this (although I wouldn’t be surprised if he secretly did at some point) and we definitely don’t see Marceline flirting back. We see quite the opposite in the adventure time episode Go With Me

What’s especially interesting about Marshall, is that he pretends to DIE, for some fucking reason. Like he puts pastries in his shirt and pretends the fruit stuff coming out is his blood and pretends to die in front of Fionna while taunting her to confess her love to him. Could this perhaps be a window into Prismo’s feelings about Jake? That he felt lead on by Jake, a (maybe strictly) straight character? And this parallels Marshall a (maybe strictly) gay character taunting Fionna. And then Jake had the AUDACITY to die? Of course, Marshall didn’t actually die, which could signify Prismo trying to take control of the situation through fiction, or he wanted to write how he felt Jake would react to his true feelings “Geez Prismo Fionna that was really intense”

For someone who hatessss relationships and makes sure to mention this to Jake he loves writing romances. Anyways thanks for reading :P

#adventure time #fionna and cake #prisjake #prismo #prismo the wishmaster #Jake the dog #simon petrikov #petrigof #betty grof #ice king #fionna and cake series #atimers #adventure time fanart #fionna and cake fanart

[petrichoraline]

We Are Ep.2 thoughts in chronological order

what peem did in the car trying to convince phum to part their ways is what the youth calls ✨a yap sesh✨ (he tried ig) (this is what this post is as well)

we're probably never seeing phum use those things he bought ever, he'll just keep hanging around in his engineer shirt

peem has so many ppl ready to square up for him including his auntie and he is recognised by tan as someone who loves his friends very much (which makes the fact tan has sold him away for time with his crush TWICE even worse lmao)

i don't really get phum's insistence on not telling anyone about being phum's "slave", not even tan who got him into the mess or his best friend but it's just his ego ig (aside from plot reasons)

i find pun more relatable now - tags along for the funsies and gets happy around fire

not convinced the beans and pork scene wasn't an ad but im not sure how cause i didn't clock any labels

the scene where peem brings in food and laughs with q feels like improv or breaking left in lol

fai missing cause of upset stomach might be some sort of foreshadowing and i'm a bit worried bout her

the professor is handsome <3 and could pas off as chimon's sibling in a show

q absorbing those noodles was very satisfying idek why lol

peem and q's friendship is in the background but the show still constantly makes it a point that they are really good and loyal best friends

i thought "oh theyre gonna make the sharing food a thing in the future" so when boys showed up i was like "ah, we're doing it immediately? bit boring" but then he didn't share!! joey never shares food!! i think he will in the future though, him being a foodie is a constant thing so i'm guessing we're using it as a sign of compromise in the name of love or smth

satang playing this type of character felt a bit much in the first episode but i think he's getting more comfortable with the role as the show progresses and it look more natural; i'm glad his character isn't the googly eyed mentee and he actually teases a lot and snaps back but knows when to stop playing because q isn't the most patient person. (matt having to jump in like "bro he's serious" was so funny cause i hadn't clocked that either hahah)

the way we can see q flustered at certain points but seemingly unbothered at others is fun because his reactions aren't entirely predictable at this stage as we're still getting to know him. also it's mad cute when he clearly doesn't know what to do with himself

idk how he hasn't asked toey bout why he's in art yet, ig they're just now starting to properly get to know each other

toey took one look at q's back and decided "that's a cool ass aura to base my entire future around!" and tbh that's very young adult of him

q regularly asking about peem's work being submitted, he's honestyly worried <3

the way i cheered for peem burping in phum's face and then went "oh he came back :(" bahah

phum is definitely already planning his day and schedule around peem, i don't think he'd ever tell his friends because he wants to actually keep it going so one of the reasons is to not run into his faculty friends including tan and the second is to have lunch with his unconscious crush AND I AM VERY HAPPY WITH THIS STUPIDITY

thought peem could overhear the convo behind the car and realise what he was exchanged for but nope, he just dipped; i think that might be a plot point for later

phum not knowing tan has a crush on fang is so weird cause he genuinely acted like he knew while taunting tan, i don't have an explanation for that

fang is their p'!! i was so conviced he was the little brother, ig because of his big round eyes and the way phum acted all protective (that just makes phum cuter tbh)

what is the age difference between bar owner and prof cause i ship it

it took me a bit to realise the nongs were there instead of the full arts gang and i was glad to see toey and q together (also the green sweater is beautiful on toey, hope it makes a comeback)

i was ready to believe fang had some sort of falling out with tan with the way he treated him but tan beaming and enjoying a dreadful setting (no talking, awkward sitting around in a bar with mid music and alcohol) shows that man is glowing just from being in fang's presence (i hope he reaches ridiculous levels of lame for him)

i was screeching when i realised where things were going with wasted peem and seeing him n the bench outside had me exctaticcc (ofc he didnt book a taxi. and ofc they cant just order one for him noww could they)

phum cockblocks but he kinda has to cause there's no reason for fang to be there otherwise; once the ridiculous proposition of him taking peem home comes up he doesn't really fight it at all - he wants to be with peem, sure, but i think he's also pretty okay with tan and fang being a thing

the way i was screaming "just buy the flowers rich boy!!! he wants to go home" and then the kid went to get more lol

ofc he couldnt just leave the flowers in the backseat, peem just has to have them in his lap.. and the seatbelt scene was so predictable but it's too much of a classic with all "figuring things out" parts of a romance that i can't complain

it makes absolutely zero sense aside from people liking people (cause fang knows what he's doing too) that phum would drive peem to his house - a place where tan has sleepovers at all the time and phum hasn't been to before. fang is his brother and they can sleep at the same place as well even if they don't live together but nope. also THAT CAR HAS EMPTY BACKSEATS, if phum wanted to he would've forced them to ride with him to keep an eye on tan

fang is probably planning to launch a big revenge attack on peem and that'd be so funny, those four can get way too entangled, i could get DRAMA out of their plans and schemes (this show is more hidden agenda than hidden agenda was)

tan's energy with fang reminds me of the duracell bunny lmao it's late at night and they've had a few drinks but his mind and body are all focusedon wooing fang (who is playing nonchalant but has probably had a crush on tan as well)

also no way he was just gonna leave tan on the street lol

toey and q aleady work so well together, toey knows his effect on q more or less and q doesn't shy away from being at least a bit vulnerable as of rn; i think they can be one of the best if not the best couple if they have a proper storyline; im certainly enjoying it the more than i thought i would

the fake blush on both toey and peem is ridiculous esp up close but ig they're cartoonishly drnk anyways

auntie took note and now doesn't do facemasks at night, otherwise it would've been an amazing first meeting

"he likes to whine" and she's the one who can't leave the room from complaining sm lol auntie is so cute

ahh, the mandatory "a look around the room shows me you're truly passionate about what you do and you're deeper than i thought" scene..thankfully he didn't mutter "you like painting this much, huh" to nobody cause i was ready to yell HES AN ARTS MAJOR like he kicked you in the balls for a reason doofus

theyre giving us so many closeups of these two and i keep thinking "this is so drama/y im embarrassed" but i have no shame, if it's fun it's fun (and it's pondphuwin, youre not gonna hear me complain about looking at pond's face for too long or from too close)

reaching out to touch his face was a bold choice thoughh i lost it

man down badd man down baddd he was called an asshole and started gleaming like a light bulb

#we are the series

[amelikos]

I mentioned in a previous post that it seemed that the writers were potentially building a connection between Spinel and Dot, and some interesting elements were added this week as well.

As Dot got into the ship, Spinel actually directly addressed her (taunting her), which is the first time he talked to an opponent directly in this arc. It's something he didn't even do with Friede, but he started with Dot and then commended the trio for finding the ship. Spinel seemed to expect a capable trainer given how Dot rushed in by herself too.

Some other things that stood out to me is how Dot experienced her first battle against Spinel. She was caught off guard and didn't know how to react when she was facing him alone, which I liked because even though she has lots of knowledge, this was her first time facing such a situation so it's expected that she would lose her composure and panic. Once Liko and Roy joined her, she wasn't alone anymore and she was more assured. Despite the dire situation, Dot learned how fun battles could be in this confrontation against Spinel.

I found this significant. It reminded me of how Liko and Roy learned how fun battles could be in their training episode against Cap in HZ007 (which was just after their confrontation against Amethio). In Dot's case, the setting is much more different but she still goes through steps that Liko and Roy went through before.

Spinel also told the trio that they stood no chance against him.

Once they got the advantage over Orbem and Rarecoil, Dot uses Spinel's words right back at him. He taunted the trio before, now it's their turn.

He listened and her words actually got to him too, and made him send in his last Pokemon to battle (Dot noticed that Blacky seemed on another level too).

Between this personal exchange and the fact that Dot experienced fun battles in this confrontation specifically, I still wonder if this could be a recurring thing. I am also reminded of how Liko got the resolve to become stronger after her confrontation against Amethio in HZ006. Since Dot never really battled before, I do wonder if she'll go through a similar thought process and feel frustrated because of her current limitations. Perhaps she'll want to become stronger because of her confrontation against Spinel?

Either way, the whole trio facing Spinel was really good. I liked how they all played off each other. Dot felt panicked when she was alone, then Liko stepped in and saved her. Roy stepped in to help Liko when Orbem made its move and told her she isn't alone. Then, they all worked together and everyone had their own part in this. I really liked that they managed to get back the pendant with their own strength. I hope we'll get to see them work together more and more after this. Their dynamics has been interesting to witness so far.

The episode title was really fitting too. Kuwassu really helped Dot take a step forward, and she grew alongside her partner and managed to do things she couldn't have done before.

#liko #roy #dot #spinel #pokemon spinel #hz016 #character notes #episode notes