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mandoalorian · 3 years

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Shopping with Maxwell Lord

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DAY FIVE: Shopping with Maxwell Lord [This is the one I really wanted to write for myself and my own self indulgent needs!]

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Warnings: allusions to sex, mention of orphanages and losing parents, Maxwell really wants a baby...

Word count: 2.7k

Rating: PG-13

Maxwell stood there, front and centre of the living room, in front of the television, frowning. A crinkle in between his brown eyebrows and his arms crossed over his chest. "Max?" you asked, looking at him with bewilderment. He didn't reply. "Max, can you move? I'm trying to watch A Christmas Carol." Maxwell sighed, moving out the way and slumping on down on the couch next to you. You continued watching the black and white movie for only a few seconds before tossing your head back and pausing it. "What?" you asked Maxwell and he narrowed his eyes.

"What?" he repeated, his tone almost accusing.

"Why are you so miserable?" you asked him and he shrugged, looking away from you and back at the paused TV. "Hello? Cat got your tongue?" you quizzed, causing him to roll his eyes. "Talk to me."

"I just-" Maxwell took a deep breath. "I hate the time of year. I mean, since meeting you, it's been better. It's been so much better but still… it still feels tainted by my past." he revealed. You wrapped your arm around him and lay your head into his lap. He found his fingers smoothing out your hair, bringing him a sense of comfort and belonging. "I don't know what to do."

You thought for a moment, glancing back at the paused television and back up at your boyfriend. "You remind me of Scrooge." you said out loud.

"Excuse me?" Maxwell asked and you giggled, reaching over to grab the remote and press play on the television.

"Ebeneezer Scrooge from A Christmas Carol," you clarified, pointing at the character on the television. "He was always miserable around Christmas. He made his business associate work in the cold and he never gave to charity… but then three ghosts came to visit him and he changed into a better, kind hearted and more generous man."

"Wow," Maxwell scoffed. "You really know how to make me feel better." he said sarcastically and you slapped his arm playfully. "I don't see the resemblance. I give to plenty of charities and I never make my employees work in the cold… and what is he wearing?"

"Maxie," you laughed. "It's set like, 100 years ago. Listen, I think you're wonderful. You give so much already. And I love you no matter what but… Christmas in particular is a time for giving back. Helping those who are less fortunate than ourselves. I think it could really bring you a kind of happiness. It'll keep you occupied and-"

"You have something in mind, don't you?" Maxwell sighed and your lips curled into a grin.

"Maybe…." you smirked, your eyes sparkling with excitement and desire. Maxwell loved to see you happy.

"Okay, what is it?" He asked and you sat up, taking his hands and giving them a gentle squeeze.

"When I was in the city the other day, I saw that the orphanage have been asking for donations. They're saying they'll accept anything. They just want the children to have a Christmas they'll never forget." you explained and Maxwell nodded. He was one of the biggest investors for the orphanage in DC. As a child, he knew how it felt to feel left behind. "So Max, what if we give them a Christmas they'll never forget?"

"Send more money?" he asked, already reaching for his checkbook.

"No. No that's...not what I meant." you shook your head.

"Well what do you propose?"

"Shopping!" you beamed and Maxwell sighed. "C'mon, it'll be fun." You grinned, pulling him off the sofa and wrapping your arms around him.

"It's Christmas Eve, the mall is going to be chaos." Maxwell shook his head in dismay.

"We are going shopping Maxwell." you said sternly. "Trust me on this one."

You pulled him over to the lobby and passed him his winter coat, scarf and gloves before swinging on your own faux fur jacket and wooly hat. "You can make up for this tonight." Maxwell told you, playfully smacking your ass as you opened the front door. You laughed and rolled your eyes before taking your boyfriend's hand and pulling him outside.

Maxwell was right. The mall was chaos, but luckily everyone was in a world of their own, too focused on getting their last minute Christmas shopping in before the big day tomorrow. "What's the plan?" he asked as you analysed the map of the mall, trying to figure out the most efficient route.

"We get toys and clothes and…" you looked up at Max. "100 kids live in that orphanage. We're going to do the absolute best we can for them, okay?"

"Okay." Maxwell agreed and you took his hand.

"Okay," you confirmed. "Let's go."

The first stop was a department store. It was bustling like you had never seen before. You and Maxwell both decided it would be best if you split up and went your separate ways before reuniting at the main entrance with your shopping. Taking control, like he always did, Maxwell told you to pick up toiletries while he'd look at the children's clothes.

You found yourself grabbing bubblegum flavoured toothpaste and princess pirate toothbrushes and washcloths, mermaid bubble bath and astronaut shower gel. You were practically pushing everything you could find into your shopping basket, trying your hardest to ignore the heaviness and the way your arm ached from the weight of it. You grabbed some fruity fragranced body spray for the slightly older girls and some deodorant for the preteen boys before heading to the checkout.

Maxwell Lord in the children's clothing section of the busiest DC department store was something else. He was surrounded by pink fluffy cardigans made for two year olds and onesies with little trains printed on them. Maxwell was someone who had a key eye for fashion, and while you were someone who wanted to grab everything you could, Maxwell really valued the quality. He strutted over to the designer brand section and picked out a dozen pairs of cashmere socks, winter UGG boots, Gucci jackets and white, frilly, made in Milan dresses.

But then his eye caught on something. It wasn't designer, it was a small, pale yellow babygrow with the words "Daddy's little princess" embellished in pink glitter writing. It was the smallest thing he had ever seen and he was enamoured. He stared at it for a few moments, before it was snatched away by a middle aged red faced woman with her hair scraped back into a ponytail.

"Hey!" Maxwell shouted, spinning around and pointing his finger at the woman. "That's mine." he frowned, angry that she had taken the last one.

"Finders keepers." she snarled.

Maxwell tore his hat from his head and removed his sunglasses. "Do you know who I am?" he quizzed bitterly, his hand taking place on his hip.

The woman gasped, her mouth parting slightly. "Oh- oh my god," she said with shock dripping from her tongue. "You're! You're Maxwell Lord! The King of Infomercials!!! I just seen you on the television in the electronics department!"

Maxwell smirked, satisfied with his reputation and influence he had over people. "Yeah, that's me. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to need that uh…" he didn't even know what to call the babygrow, instead gesturing aimlessly towards it.

"Okay!" the woman beamed, "But could I get an autograph and a kiss on the lips?"

Maxwell's frown deepened. "What?"

She scrambled around in her purse for a pen and handed it to him, rolling up her sleeve. "Sign me!"

"On- on your arm?" Maxwell asked and she nodded eagerly. Maxwell removed the lid and swiftly signed his name over her skin before handing her the pen back.

"Oh wow," she blushed, fanning herself before pouting her lips.

"Yeah, not happening." Maxwell sighed. "I'm not kissing you." The woman knotted her eyebrows together and straightened herself up, but before she could retort, Maxwell snatched the babygrow from her arms and ran to the elevator. "Nice doing business with you!" he grinned, waving his arms and running away."

After paying for the goods, you and Maxwell met back up and made your way, this time together, to the toy store. "Reminds me of when I was a kid," Maxwell smiled at the memory as he took your hand and looked up and down the shelves in awe. "My dad would take me here every year to pick out a new toy for Christmas. It was one of the only times we got to spend with each other." You hummed, leaning your head into his shoulder. Maxwell grabbed a few stuffed animals and threw them into the shopping cart. "I can't wait for the day I have kids." he announced.

"I thought you didn't want children?" you asked, your voice soft at the thought of your boyfriend being a father.

"I thought for so long I didn't want kids…" Maxwell admitted.

"I think you'd be an amazing father," you told him, squeezing his hand, only making his smile grow further. "Hey, we should get a few of these new electronic train sets! And the new Little Mermaid Barbies! What do you think?"

"I like how you think." Maxwell replied, pressing a kiss into your forehead as you picked out the dolls.

It was around 2 p.m. on Christmas Day. You and Maxwell had just finished your dinner and you had slipped into a fleecy elf dress you had purchased at the mall a day prior. You revealed yourself to Maxwell who was laying on the sofa watching the television has his stomach settled from all the food he had enjoyed.

"Check me out!" you grinned, giving him a little twirl, the bells on your elf hat jingling. Maxwell's jaw dropped as he drunk in your appearance.

"Where on God's great earth did you get that?" he asked, looking slightly mortified.

"The costume department at the mall!" You laughed. "I thought I could wear it for when we visit the orphanage. Don't worry, I got you a little something too so you don't feel left out." You presented Maxwell with a full body Santa Claus costume. "Ta da!"

"Not a chance." Maxwell sighed.

"Come on!" you growled playfully. "I'm sure the kids would love Maxwell Lord giving them presents, they'd be star struck. But Maxie, they're kids. I think they'd love it even more if the presents were delivered by Santa Claus." Max grimaced, knowing you were absolutely right. "Please." you pouted, fluttering your eyelashes.

Maxwell sighed again, this time deeper. He could never deny you. "Fine," he grumbled. "I'll get changed and then we can go."

You squealed excitedly, kissing his cheek. "I love you so much Maxie," you said, and Maxwell felt a blush creep over his cheeks. "I just know you're going to be a great dad one day."

"My back hurts." Maxwell moaned as he adjusted the sack of presents over his shoulder. You chuckled, shaking your head as you carried bags of clothes and toiletries of the orphans.

"Proud of you," you assured him. "Almost there."

You practically melted when you saw the delight of the screaming children hurry over to your boyfriend and wrap their tiny arms around him. "Ho ho ho," Maxwell bellowed and you watched with complete adoration as he dropped the sack of presents and interacted with the children. "Have you all been good this year?" he asked and the kids screamed in affirmation.

"Santa Claus!" A little girl gasped, reaching her hands out and making grabby fists. "I thought you weren't coming this year." she admitted, her eyes glossy. Maxwell kneeled down so he was level with the child.

"My elf told me how good you had been this year," Max smiled, pointing at you. "What's your name darling?"

"Maxine," she smiled and you saw Maxwell soften.

"I like that name." Maxwell replied, pulling her into a hug. "Merry Christmas Maxine."

"Thank you Santa, will I see you next year?"

Maxwell looked at you and you nodded your head. "Of course, as long as you be a good girl, I'll come back next year."

Maxine grinned, before hugging Maxwell tighter, refusing to let go. Just then, a boy who you estimated to be about thirteen or fourteen tapped you on the shoulder. You spin around with your best elfish smile, but frowned when you saw the magazine he was holding. It was a tabloid with your face on the cover. You winced at the bad angle. "You look like Max Lord's girlfriend." he deadpanned.

Maxwell's head snapped towards you and the boy and he strolled over. "Well well well who is that beautiful lady?" he asked, taking the magazine from the boy and checking it out.

"Max Lord's girlfriend." the boy replied. "Your elf looks like her."

Maxwell pinched your cheek. "This elf? No, not a chance." Maxwell laughed and you gave the child an apologetic look. "This lady in the magazine is far too beautiful to look like my head elf."

You weren't sure whether you should feel offended or not. Little Maxine gasped, racing over. "You can't say that!" she squealed. "What about Mrs Claus?"

You smirked, leaning into Maxwell. "Yeah Santa, what about Mrs Claus?"

"Uh- well! Mrs Claus… I do love Mrs Claus very much and she's at home baking Christmas cookies so I better be on my way… but it was lovely to meet you all!" Maxwell waved and you stifled back a laugh.

"Please don't go." Maxine cried, hugging Maxwell's legs.

"Be good and I'll be back next year." Maxwell promised, patting her on the head.

"Promise you'll come back?" Maxine begged, tears in her eyes. You wondered how many times little Maxine had asked a parental figure to come back to her and been let down. Maxwell wondered the same, his heart breaking at the thought.

"I promise." Maxwell affirmed, raising back to his feet and placing a hand on the small of your back.

"Merry Christmas everyone! Enjoy your presents and remember to be good children. We hope to see you next year!" you said farewell with a cheery smile and the children waved back.

When you got home that evening, you slid out your elf shoes and took off your hat. "Can you help me get out of this dress?" you asked Maxwell, holding up your hair so he could reach the zipper.

"Actually…" Maxwell trailed off, biting his lip. "Maybe you could wear it for bed?" he suggested with a smirk.

"An elf? Really Max? You want me to be an elf?" you laughed in disbelief.

"Could be fun." he shrugged and you rolled your eyes, opting to leave the elf dress on as you clambered into the warm king sized bed, watching Maxwell as he got undressed. "Oh I almost forgot," Maxwell said, reaching into the bag from the department store yesterday. "Close your eyes." You followed his instruction as he dived into the bag and took out the pale yellow babygrow he had fought for. He padded over to the bed and sat down, placing the outfit in your hands. "Open."

Your lips parted slightly as you took in the embellished words 'Daddys little Princess'. You glanced back up at your boyfriend and gave him a questioning look. "I'm confused." you admitted and he took your hands, rubbing circles into your skin.

"I really want a kid," he whispered, looking into your eyes. "I know you do too, and when we've talked about it I've always shut you out but… damn it, I really want one. Do you think… I mean. What do you think-"

You cut him off by pressing a kiss into his lips and holding him tight. "Okay," you nodded, your voice croaking with all the pent up emotion, rubbing your nose against his. "Let's have a baby." you smiled and Maxwell grinned, pushing you into the bed and climbing on top of you.

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chimmysoftpaws · 6 years

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Fallen Nephilim

Summary: reader goes through a series of events from a happy carefree life in a safe house with her one and only James Barnes. That is until she is captured by Lucifer and takes back to America for her Grace.

Word count: 2084

Characters: Bucky, Dean, Sam, Castiel, Lucifer, Jack, Steve

Parings: Bucky x reader

A/N: Hey I’m so sorry this is late but here’s my work for @angryschnauzer and @feelmyroarrrr. Hope you guys enjoy it. I’m so sorry for the late submit, life is a pain 🙈🙈🙈

In a cabin far out in Bucharest there was a cabin that would give anyone the impression that it could barley fit three people but the cabin was actually quite big. It was big, warm and cozy. The kitchen was spacious, the living room was warm with the crackling fire, the guess bedroom lays bare but the main bedroom was filled with clothes decorating the floor and sheets tangled between the bodies of the couple that lay, naked and warm.

Bucky Barnes lay with his arm draped over the body of a women. His women. She lay with her back towards him, her frizzy hair carscading down had back and decorating the pillow. He woke up feeling a body in front of him. It was warm and soft and smelt like roses. He smiled lazily and pulled the warm body towards him. He put his head into her hair and breathed in. He couldn’t get enough of her. She was addictive, like a drug and everyday he wanted more and more. He ran his hand down her arm and drew patterns around her side, enjoying the sight of her squirming. She truly was an angel.

She groaned and turned, cuddling into his chest. He chuckled and watched as her nose twitched and her eyes scrunched up as she rubbed her eyes, waking up. She groaned again dig herself deeper into him, hiding from the streaks of light that spilled through the corners of the curtain. “Good morning.” He said pecking her forehead. She mumbled a reply and kissed his chest. He slowly shifted onto his back and dragged her body over his. “Mmm. Hello.” She said smiling sleepily. Her hazel eyes stared in his blue eyes. He smiled back and kissed her nose. She scrunched up her face and hid in his chest.

“How you feeling?” He asked. “Sore.” She replied giggling. Bucky laughed and ran his hand through her hair. “I’m sorry. But in my defense, you were begging for me. ‘Oh Bucky, don’t stop. More.’”

“Oh shut up.” She said sitting up and smacking his chest. Bucky slid his hands onto her hips and pulled her close, pressing his lips against hers.They relished for days like this. Days where all they did was be in each other’s presence. They cherished the days that were full of love and not just killing, supernatural creatures and saving the world. “Mmm did you talk to Sam and Dean?”

“Yea, they said you’re still off Lucifers’ radar. Castiel says angel radio’s still looking for you but all’s good so far.” Bucky stared at his Angel. She had a frown on her beautiful face and her eyebrows were scrunched together. Bucky stared at her with a soft smile. He worried about his Angel. His Nephilim. She was one of the only ones and was being hunted down by the King of Hell. Lucifer. He wanted her Grace. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep you safe.”

“I can handle myself.” She replied with a smile, running her hand down his chest. “And I can handle you.” She continued runni gher hands towards his crotch. Her eyes darkened with lust and a smirk formed in her cute face. Bucky sucked in a deep breath and followed her hands shivering as her nails raked down his chest. His hands gripped her hips and ran towards her chest. She giggled and kissed his face, avoiding his lips. Bucky groaned and grinded her hips against his. She moaned softly and kissed his lips. Bucky groaned gripping her hips and pulling her closer. She moaned and pulled his hair. The two relished in each other’s bodies. Their souls became one as they made love. It was like falling in love all over again in that cabin where Bucky, Sam, Dean and Castiel journeyed to in oreder to save an innocent. They were met with a surprise of bodies on the floor and golden eyes linked with a bloody and bruised body.

All that seemed like a lifetime ago. Now life is filled with danger, love and arch-angels in their paths. “We...really...gotta stop doing that..” She said breathless. Bucky laughed and hovered over her.

“I can’t get enough of you doll. You’re just so... delicious.” He smirked peppering her chest with kisses. She giggled and blushed and her snuggled into her chest.It all felt too perfect. A life without death at every corner. A life without running away. It was like a fairytale. It didn’t feel real.

And it wasn’t.

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She sat in a cage, hair mattered, eyes red, clothes torn, body bloodyand bruised. Her arms and legs were bound by chains that blocked her power. She couldn’t move. “Time for a refill.” She heard him say. The man with the red eyes. The fallen angel. Lucifer.

She scurried into a corner trying to hide from the Devil. He chuckled and walked closer a vile glittering in his hand. A vile that would soon contain her Grace. Grace she had just re-obtained last month. “Right, now hold still and this won’t hurt you one bit.” The King of Hell said, grabbing her neck and slitting her throat just enough for her Grace to slip out. She sobbed as her power painfully left her body. “See, didn’t hurt.” He beaked her throat by sitting his hand on her wound. He snapped his fingers, giggling as she flinched as the chain unlocked, and dragged her by her arm towards the throne room. He threw her on the floor and walked towards his throne as his demons tied her up. She squirmed and screamed, kicking the demons in hopes of getting free.

“Oh come on now, she’s just a weak human.” The King said chuckling, forcing the girls body rigid as they chained her up again. She sobbed as they slit her throat again, draining more of her Grace. It happened everyday. He’d come for a little bit and then he’d drag her to the throne room and continue to drain her. She’d sob and scream, sometimes even fight. It was an amusing sight to the King. He knew her pain but she deserved it. Anything that would make those hunters suffer for what they did to him. Trapping him on that apocalypse earth, his Father trapping him in a box. “You know I understand your pain. What they do to creatures like us. Angels. Well you’re not an angel, you’re an...abomination. Nephilim. I’m honestly sorry. You go through so much pain, always in hiding, never safe.” He said watching her. “The only... appropriate thing would be to put you out of your misery.” He watched as she violently shook her head.

“P-Please...Don’t...please.” The words could barley form from her coarse throat. Lucifers grinned and walked towards her, pulling the bowl of Grace from under her and pressing his hand to the throat saying, “Don’t worry Sweet, I’ll wait for them so they can watch you die.” He cackled. She sobbed.

Meanwhile...

The three hunters ran towards the place that held their friend. The angel Castiel had to wait until the angel wards were down. The stalked in, Bucky and Dean killing every demon while Sam took out the wards. They sprinted to the main door that was being guarded by a dozen or so demons. Dean and Bucky stabbed at every black-eyed bitch in their path. A scream came from the inside. Her scream. “Go Bucky!” Dean shouted. Bucky glanced at him before stabbing another demon while pulling his pistol out and shooting another. Another scream came from the door as Bucky tried to get closer. “GO BUCKY!” Dean shouted again. He saw Castiel and Sam run over, killing demons. He ran to the door and kicked it, pushing all his weight onto the door. Th screams got louder and more frequent. Bucky kicked the door harder but it was no use.

“It won’t budge.” He shouted back. Castiel walked towards the door and held his hand out. The door shook and blasted off its hinges. Inside was a ghastly sight. Bucky paled as he saw his lover, bloody and whithering on the floor. Lucifer stood behind her with a smirk. “Finally. She was starting to become a bore. I was almost going to kill her without you. Almost.” He walked towards them grinning like a Cheshire Cat. “She truly is beautiful James. And strong. Her Grace comes back quicker than I’ve ever seen in a Nephilim.”

Bucky glared clenching his knife tighter not taking his eyes off his Angel. “Lucifer. Just let her go. You have enough Grace.” Castiel said. Sam stared at the squirming girl, slowly moving forward. “Oh no, we were just getting started Asstiel.” He joked. He lifted his hand, levitating her body and dragging it towards him. He held an Angel Blade to her throat.

“Lucifer, you don’t have to do this.” Sam said lowering his weapon. “Please.” Bucky shook as he watched her. His Angel. She was shaking in fear, her eyes were wide. Lucifer smiled and slowly dragged the blade across her throat. “LUCIFER. Please.” Dean shouted, putting his gun away and holding his hands up. “Please.”

“Take me.” Everyone’s head snapped towards Sam. He walked and stood in front of Lucifer. “Take me. Just let her go.”

“Sammie..” “Sam.” Castiel and Dean said walking closer. “No Dean. She is not dying. Not her.” Bucky was lost for words. He couldn’t talk. He was frozen. “Sam...” Sam’s head snapped towards Bucky and he slowly shook his head.

“S-Sam...N-No.” She said looking into his eyes. Sam smiled softly and said, “it’s ok.” Sam looked at Lucifer and stated, “I’ll say yes if you let her go.” Lucifer looked around at the anxious men and pondered. Her didn’t expect such an offer for such an abomination. He looked around at the demons that entered the room and smiled. “Eh I don’t know. How do I know you’re not lying?”

“You don’t.” Lucifer shrugged and nodded.

“Ok.” He said but before he let go he plunged the knife into her chest.

“NO!” Bucky shouted, running towards his Fallen Angel and caught her before she hit the ground. She shook and slouched onto his shirt with bloody hands. Bucky shook, pulling the knife out and holding his hand in its place. “It’s ok. I’ve got you...just... stay with me.” Dean shot at the Devil but it was too late. In a flash of light he was gone. The demons began attacking. The came after the hunters but all Bucky did was sit and hold his Angel. His light. His love. “Bucky come on we need to get out of here.” Sam shouted. He wasn’t listening. He sat and couched her to his chest, not caring if her got killed. Nothing mattered to him.

“B...Buck.” He looked down. A light shone in her eyes as she tired at him. “It’s.....ok”

“No. I’m not leaving you. I love you.”

“I.... love you too.” She said lightly touching his face before.....

And then it was alll gone. The demons disappeared in a flash of light, black ash left in their places. Castiel looked around before running towards the source of the light. Sam and dean stood confused. But Bucky looked down at the body in his arms. She wasn’t moving.

“No.... NOOOOOO!” He screamed. A sob falling from his lips. He held her, rocking her body, screaming at nothing. Castiel crouched down and touched her face, looking for a source of life.

“I’m sorry.”

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She lay in a bed with everyone around her. They cleaned her up and put her in better clothes to cover her. Her hazel eyes were no longer there, her pink lips turned pale, cheeks the colour of snow.

Bucky sobbed holding her hand. Steve stood behind him, tears down his face his hand gripping Buckys shoulder. Sam and Dean stood at the foot of the bed, silent. Castiel watched from the back as the hunters cried. He finally understood what it was like to lose someone you loved. Some who was a daughter to you. Someone who made you feel human. Jack sat next to his best friend and stared. He couldn’t understand. He refused to understand. He knew she was there. She can’t just be gone. She’s too strong for that. He put his head on her chest, listening. Straining to hear for something, anything.

And then..... bum....bum...........bum

“Guys..... she’s....”

#FallForYou #bucky #sam #dean #castiel #love story #drama #suspense

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thedoctorsawkwardhufflepuff · 6 years

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Tag Game

85 questions

thanks @skelethoughts for tagging me! I know it took me a while

rules: answer 85 questions about yourself and tag 20 people, or in my case the only other two I have had a conversation with before

@funsies1 @endless-fluffering

last

1. drink - pepsi

2. phone call - my dad pocket dialed me

3. text message - friend

4. song you listened to - Burn the house down by AJR

5. time you cried - um, I actually haven't cried in at least a couple weeks maybe even 3 or 4 wow, that’s weird

6. dated someone twice? - not even once

7. kissed someone and regretted it - nope cuz I’ve never kissed

8. been cheated on - don’t you need a partner for that

9. lost someone special - I had a cat that died.and grew apart from my childhood best friend

10. been depressed - ha ha I’m gen Z we’ve all been depressed

11. gotten drunk and thrown up- nope

Favorite colors

12. turquoise

13. purple

14. green

in the last year have you

15. made new friends- not quite friends but friends of friends sort of thing

16. fallen out of love- never really been in love, well as long as you aren’t counting fictional characters

17. laughed till you cried- almost definitely

18. found out someone was talking about you- nope, my friends are pretty cool and I’m not sure anybody else really knows me lol

19. met someone who changed you- no

20- found out who your friends are- not really changed

21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list- don't have facebook or a kiss

general

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl- no facebook

23. do you have any pets- dog, 3 cats, 3 frogs, and 2 fish

24. do you want to change your name- yes! there are like 3 or 4 other Sarahs in my grade alone

25. what did you do for your last birthday- went to dinner

26. what time did you wake up today- 6am ugh! school!

27. what were you doing at midnight last night- sleeping

28. what is something you cant wait for- Fantastic beasts 2

30. what are you listening to right now - my cat snoring

31. have you ever talked to a person named tom - nope

32. something that’s getting on your nerves - my cats and my uncle

33. most visited website - netflix probably

34. hair colour - brown

35. long or short hair - long!

36. do you have a crush on someone - no one real at the moment

37. what do you like about yourself - my nerd and fandgirlness

38. want any piercings? - no more thanmy ears

39. blood type - A something

40. nicknames - Sarebear

41. relationship status - single as always

42. zodiac - Aries

43. pronouns - she/her

44. fave tv shows - doctor who,supernatural, brooklyn 99, merlin,the west wing is pretty good

45. tattoos - hopefully in the future, I’ve got em all planned out

46. right or left handed - right

47. ever had surgery - nope

48. piercings - ears

49. sport - lmao yeah sure

50. vacation - camping

51. trainers - what?

more general

52. eating - nothing

53. drinking - nothing

54. i’m about to watch - BLACK PANTHER! just bought it!

55. waiting for - the TARDIS, my Hogwarts letter, and two FBI agents and a trench-coated angel to show up at my door with a ‘67 Impala

56. want -a boyfriend. i know i dont need one and im valid but like i dont NEED chocolate either..

57. get married - hopefully

58. career - something with animals. ive considered NASA but i dont think im smart enough

which is better

59. hugs or kisses - cant really judge

60. lips or eyes - eyes

61. shorter or taller - taller

62. older or younger - idc

63. nice arms or stomach - ?

64. hookup or relationship - relationship

65. troublemaker or hesitant - welli hesitated answering this question so...

have you ever

66. kissed a stranger - nah

67. drank hard liquor - one shot

68. lost glasses - nope

69. turned someone down - maybe, 6th grade still dont know who cuz they sent their friends to ask me out and none of them spoke clearly

70. sex on first date - never had a date

71. broken someones heart - ha hafunny

72. had your heart broken - i guess a bit

73. been arrested - nope

74. cried when someone died - my cat

75. fallen for a friend - nope

do you believe in

76. yourself - um yes and no

77. miracles - the universe is big its vast and complicated and sometimes very rarely impossible things just happen and we call them miracles

78. love at first sight - no

79. santa claus - nope

80. kiss on a first date - sure

81. angels - other than Castiel? nah I’m and atheist

other

82. best friend’s name - Elana

83. eye colour - blue

84. fave movie - fantastic beasts and where to find them! and the lion king

85. fave actor - Misha Collins. Jared Padalecki, and Jensen Ackles.they’re the only ones I pay attention to anyway

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The Sons of Hell PT.2

Characters: Dean Winchester, Reader, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Charlie Bradbury, Jo Harvelle, Benny Lafitte, John Winchester, (mentioned ) Mary Winchester, Crowley McLeod, Lucifer, Balthazar, Gabriel, Lisa, Rowena, Ellen Harvelle Cain, Ruby (2.0), Meg (2.0),(mentioned) Jess (characters might be added later on)

Warnings: Mature content, language, use and talk of drugs and Alcohol, weapons, violence, death, lying, plotting?, POV changing (I WILL be updating warnings as much as I can)

Pairing: Dean x Reader (eventually)

Summary: Winchester, a name that strikes fear to any who hear it. The Winchesters ran one of the most feared gang in all of New York, The Sons of hell but as every gang must have they of course have enemies, Hell’s Demons being the top one. John Winchester was the boss of Sons of Hell he is ruthless and crude and he wants the next boss of the Son’s just like him and the next boss just so happens to be his eldest son Dean Winchester, A womanizing, badass guy and gorgeous man but he was also rude and sarcastic with so many walls around his heart but will someone from the other side break them? or will they get caught in the crossfire?

A/N: italics means thought…………does that make sense. would anyone like to be tagged? oh and on the date I’m uploading its my birthdayyyy (07/16/17) so that’s probably why its so short because I had a plan to try to upload it BEFORE my B-day butttt as you can tell it didn’t work that way. and in the warnings (if you read them) yes you read that correctly, Shakespeare quote(s) I have decided to slip William Shakespeare in some parts because my ‘Castiel’ @fandoms-whatevers told me the story idea reminded her of a modern Romeo and Juliet soooo I decided to be a big nerd and Shakespeare quotes. (sorry for mistakes) feedback please?

Deans Point Of View

Ruby pushed the girl behind her, she looked confused and scared in a way, people took notice of the little dispute, ‘’oh look its the two of the lap dogs of the ‘king’’’ I growled sarcastically my hand reaching for my gun, meg was too before be could even pull them out I heard two rushed steps behind me ‘’Dean?’’ I heard Sam, that distracted meg enough for me to pull my gun out and point it at her head. the lounge evacuated in seconds, I had that affect. Sam and Cas had their guns pointed at Ruby and Mystery girl as soon as i did. Which lead to both meg and ruby standing in front of her

‘’Meggy want to introduce us to your new friend’’ the beautiful mystery girl peered from behind ruby but ruby noticed and pulled her back, why is she so important? ‘’Id rather gauge my eyes deanie’’ her face scowling, ‘’aw come on meg its rude not to introduce her’’ I cocked my gun, making my point. ‘’How about we all just walk away’’ Sam said from behind me, ‘’Wow, there’s an actual smart Winchester.’’ ruby sneered, ‘’good idea Sammy’’ and as soon as the words left my mouth ruby backed towards the back exit She pushed the (H/C) girl out the door first then meg slowly backed out her gun trained on me ‘’Nice seeing you Meggie tell Crowley I said hi’’ and they were gone. Who was she?

Back at the Roadhouse

‘’ You ran into THREE of Crowley’s Men and you DIDNT SHOOT THEM’’ Dad yelled, he punched wall, ‘’Well technically it was three girls, and I don’t think ‘Mystery Girl’ is part of their gang’’ I retorted thinking of her shy smile which made me smile ‘’I don’t care dean you had an opportunity to KILL AT LEAST TWO and I’m guessing someone very important to the demons , ugh how could you be so stupid’’ he growled. as I was about to get up and leave he spoke, ‘’you need to find out who the third girl is, Who she is, What shes doing here and why she is so important, and dean you better not fucking fail me’’ he stormed away.

I rubbed my eyes as I downed my whiskey it was at least 12 am and here I was sitting in my apartment thinking about Mystery Girl. and all of sudden my phone buzzed, I groaned as I read the text from my dad ‘We have a package that needs to be dropped off, 6th street back ally be there in 10′ I sighed grabbed my gun and jacket. Time for work.

Readers Point of View

Ruby and meg wouldn’t let me talk they whispered something to the guards and dragged me into the house and that’s when I lost it. ‘’ok I was quiet all the way here but now you need to tell me who the fuck that was and what in the hell happened’’ meg looked down avoiding my eyes. ‘’(Y/F/I), The Bo- Crow- your dad had you leave 4 years ago, do remember why?’’ I gave her a weird look and then nodded ‘’Uh yeah, He got me a spot at (C/N) to get me away, to keep me safe I think?’’ I answered trying to remember ‘’Yeah he did, he couldn’t hide you anymore’’ I gave her a weird look before the two French doors flew open my dad stepped in. his eyes were glowing with anger. ‘’Ruby, Meg, lets go have chat shall we’’ before I could question anyone one of my dads man started escorting me to my old room. I turned to try and talk to him but the door closed and clicked. locked in. in my old room that looked exactly the same. nothing has changed.

it was already 4:30 and no one had come unlocked the door, come to talk, Anything! I had enough. I got up from my bed and went to the balcony the big tree still stood right by the balcony, the big green yard was the same, the same big pool, but way more guard’s. I looked back to the door in hopes someone would come but no. ‘’I thought I would never do this again but..’’ I changed into some leggings, a black crop top and threw on a dark grey sweatshirt. I started walking back to the balcony but the knife that sat on my old desk, the one my father gave me for my 9th birthday caught my attention. ‘’just in case’’ I hopped onto the balcony railing swinging my legs over. I stepped carefully onto the branch that was right underneath the balcony. I slowly stood up my hand out ready to grab the branch if I fell. I steadied my self and slowly stepped forward i dropped and jumped to branch to branch, I hadn’t don this in 5 years I 18 the last time.

i swung my legs over the lowest branch, i watched the guards walk with the dogs back and forth, i smiled as i thought about all the times i avoided them. i snapped off a twig and through it over the fence, the guards had their guns pointed in seconds I took that chance and run quickly climbing the fence and running down the road finally far enough on a main road to stop. I caught my breathe thinking, where to go. I walked along the road and finally decided to hop in a taxi. he dropped my off on 47th street so I started walking towards a club, if my dads ‘demons’ come after me being in a crowded place would help, all of this reminds me when I was a teenager.

I had made my way to the bar that was crowded by drunken teenagers, and drunken creeps but luckily I found the one of the last stools at the end of the bar. but the semi-peace I had went away in a matter of seconds, A guy with jet black hair, broad build, brown eyes and the smell alcohol radiated from him, he took the stool that was right next to me, great. I tried to look any where besides him but I felt his eyes looking me up and down I scooted on my stool when I heard him laugh ‘’I’ve never seen a girl wear a baggy sweatshirt to a club before’’ he snickered i looked down and looked back up but only to see a leathered back and the smell of gun powder, ‘’ really? is that your way of flirting because man if that’s all you got i would leave’’ the mystery guy sounded sarcastic and menacing. i saw the guy basically fall out of his chair and run. i tried to hop off the stool before mystery guy noticed but when i looked over at the stool to meet a pair of the most breathtaking green eyes, the same one as last night. Dean Winchester. my body froze, shiitt,, ‘’well hi there sweetheart, alone this time?’’ he smirked leaning against the bar and leans forward, I couldn’t say anything to many scenarios flooded my brain, ‘’cat got your tongue sweetheart’ ‘ he chuckled ‘’I have that affect’’

‘’y-you stalking m-me now’’ I tried to sound confident, I failed, making Dean flash a bright cocky smile, ‘’oh darling you know you cant stop thinking about me’’ I couldn’t help but giggle. ‘’so last time we bumped into each other I don’t think you got your beer’’ I still couldn’t talk straight so I just shyly nodded which made dean flash a smile as he waved over the bartender, Y/N he had a gun pointed at your family and you, run. my brain screaming to run but for some reason I don’t feel like I was in true danger. dean handed my beer to me ‘’thank you dean’’ my voice coming back ‘’ ah you remember’’ he took a sip of his beer. ‘’yeah how could i forget the guy who flirted with me then pointed a gun at me’’ I shyly said looking down at the beer bottle in my hand. ‘’heh yeah about that, you do know who you were with right’’ his voice changed from playful sarcastic flirt to serious and menacing in seconds again I froze I looked around the very crowded club looking for some get away but was met with three of my fathers ‘ demons’ shoving people in the crowd I quickly grabbed deans wrist and pulled him off the stool and dragged him to a back corner making his back face the club.

my back was against the wall and my hands had landed on deans chest and I realized what I had just done, ‘’oh, uhm, I-I am so s-sorry I j-just their was people I mean’’ I rambled blushing madly trying to avoid his gaze. jumping when his hands landed on my waist, ‘’sweetheart you could’ve just asked to be alone with me’’ the sarcastic flirt coming back, my heart hammering in my chest. ‘’N-no I-I just, my f- the kings demons a-are looking for me’’ I whispered his grip on my waist tightened a bit, then it hit me, Dean, Dean Winchester. Winchester, as in the Son’s of hell, the gang who wanted my whole family dead. RUN. My brain screaming but my body staying against the dirty wall and deans hands on my waist. his gruff voice pulling me from my running thoughts ‘’and why would they be looking for you sweetheart ‘’ the flirtation in his voice was trying to cover the rage. He brought his forearms to lean against the wall making my head snap up to meet the brilliant green eyes, his lips inches away from mine. his phone blasting ‘thunderstruck by AC/DC’ dean dropped his head and reluctantly grabbed his phone.

‘’ Yes, Yes, he paid in full, with a little persuasion’’ he let out a breathy chuckle but his face turned stone cold in mere seconds. ‘‘seriously, son of a bitch, ok I’m on my way’’ he ended the call and looked back at me. His father was the leader of a gang who wanted all McLeod’s and every ‘ demon’ associated with us dead, and yet when I look at dean I know I’m not as afraid as I should be and don’t get me wrong I was scared as hell but something kept telling me yes he is dangerous but it didn’t feel like he was a threat to me. I took a deep breathe in ready to say something to him but he beat it to me.

‘’well darlin I would leave your next run in to fate, but fates a bitch’’ his cocky smile making its way on his face making me blush again ‘’so what are you saying dee’’ him chuckling at the new nickname ‘’how about I get you a taxi then you give me your number sweetheart’’ he grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the club and onto the dim sidewalk ‘’and if I give you my number what do I get in return’’ noticing him not letting go of my hand, ‘’the privilege of telling me your name’’ I laughed ‘’that sounds like an unfair deal dee’’ I took a small step towards him ‘’ I never said I made fair deals sweetie’’ I playfully roll my eyes, a taxi rolled up next to us dean opened the door, as I climbed in I looked to him ‘’ Y/N my names Y/N and my number is Y/#’’ I flashed a smile and the taxi drove off leaving dean behind but a smile plastered on my face.

Deans POV

as I slammed the door to my precious baby I smiled at the text Y/N sent.

Y/N (Hottie)

y/n; oh dee such a badboy

m; you haven't heard nothin yet sweetheart

y/n; mhm and when will I hear more? huh?

m; tomorrow. 9pm. central park. don't be late.

y/n; ah is this a date?

m; sweetheart dean Winchester doesn't do dates,

smiled and walked into the ‘bunker’ (what Sammy and I called our house since he could say bunker) but when I saw my dad sitting on the couch with a happy look on his face and Charlie and Sam looking confused and scared all happiness went away. ‘’what was so urgent’’ I threw my gun on the table, ‘’fucking finally dean, we have the best news, Crowley has a weak spot’’ I cocked an eyebrow grabbed a beer and threw my feet on the table, looking to Sammy or Charlie for an explanation, ‘’dean Crowley,’’ Sammy started but was cut off by Charlie ‘’ Crowley has a daughter’’.

#dean x reader au #dean winchester #gangster!dean #dean x reader #supernatural fanfiction #supernatural #x reader #romeo and juliet #Sam Winchester #crowley #meg #ruby #lucifer #Charlie Bradbury #bobby singer

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tagged by @filmsoncanvas

RULES: tag 9 people you want to get to know better 

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: single  FAVOURITE COLOUR: blue LIPSTICK OR CHAPSTICK: lipstick LAST SONG I LISTENED TO: Running with the wild things - Against the Current LAST MOVIE I WATCHED: Guardians of the Galaxy 2 TOP 3 TV SHOWS: Legends of Tomorrow, Agent Carter (why did they cancel this gift of a show?), Jessica Jones, Hooten and The Lady (it said 3, I don’t care, I love this show) TOP 3 CHARACTERS: Steve Rogers, Jefferson “Jax” Jackson, Bucky Barnes TOP 3 SHIPS: Stucky, RebelCaptain, Clintasha  BOOKS I’M CURRENTLY READING: Lost Boy by Christina Henry, The Raven King by Maggie Steifvater, Paper and Fire by Rachel Caine, A Court of Mist and Fury by Sarah J Maas, Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo (this isn’t even all the books)

rules - you must answer these 85 statements and tag 20 (ish) people.

THE LAST 1. drink: cherry cola 2. phone call: my best friend 3. text message: best friend 4. song you listened to: Running with the wild things - Against the Current 5. time you cried: a week ago

6. dated someone twice: no 7. kissed someone and regretted it: yeah 9. lost someone special: yes 10. been depressed: yes 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: no

3 favorite colors 12. blue (turquoise, aqaua, indigo) 13. green (not neon) 14. purple

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU 15. made new friends: a few new friends and a couple of internet friends 16. fallen out of love: nothing to fall out of 17. laughed until you cried: no 18. found out someone was talking about you: yeah :| 19. met someone who changed you: no 20. found out who your friends are: yes 21. kissed someone on your Facebook list: yeah

GENERAL 22. how many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: all 23. do you have any pets: none right now, but I had 2 rabbits, and I’m goin to get a cat 24. do you want to change your name: I tend to go by my middle name anyway 25. what did you do for your last birthday: had a halloween party a couple of weeks after my birthday 26. what time did you wake up: about 10 am 27. what were you doing at midnight last night: reading 28. name something you can’t wait for: going to uni 29. when was the last time you saw your mom: this morning 31. what are you listening to right now: kasabian 32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: yeah, I have a couple of friends called tom 33. something that is getting on your nerves: people who criticise other people about the way they look 34. most visited website: twitter 35. hair colour: Red-purple right now, it’ll be indigo by tomorrow 36. long or short hair: Ridiculously long 37. do you have a crush on someone: yep 38. what do you like about yourself: my hair 39. piercings: 2 (ears) 40. blood type: something rare that I can’t quite remember 41. nickname: Venny, Vee, Katy, Kate, Ryn 42. relationship status: single 43. zodiac: libra 44. pronouns: she/her 45. favourite tv show: I have too many to have a avourite, but I’m rewatching Hooten and the Lady rn, and The Expanse too 46. tattoos: not yet 47. right or left handed: ambidextrous 48. surgery: not plastic surgery 50. sport: archery, basketball, swimming 51. vacation: yeah, I’m on vacation atm and I’m going again in August 52. pair of trainers: yes? why does this matter?

MORE GENERAL 53. eating: chocolate 54. drinking: coca cola 55. i’m about to: go to the beach and shopping 56. waiting for: amazon package 57. want: more books 58. get married: never 59. career: who the heck knows, man???

WHICH IS BETTER 60. hugs or kisses: hugs 61. lips or eyes: eyes 62. shorter or taller: taller than me bc I’m short 63. older or younger: both 64. nice arms or nice stomach: both 65. hook up or relationship: relationship 66. troublemaker or hesitant: troublemaker

HAVE YOU EVER: 67. kissed a stranger: no 68. drank hard liquor: no 69. lost glasses/contact lenses: contact lenses 70. turned someone down: yep 71. sex on the first date: no 72. broken someone’s heart: yeah, accidentally 73. had your heart broken: yeah 74. been arrested: no 75. cried when someone died: yes 76. fallen for a friend: yeah

DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 77. yourself: no 78. miracles: no 79. love at first sight: no 80. santa claus: no 81. kiss on the first date: as far as I’m aware, it happens (to other people) 82. angels: not the sparkly, savior type angels, but the darker ones Alternately, Castiel

OTHER: 83. current best friend’s name: dude 84. eye colour: a weird mix of brown and orange ( <-- wtf?) 85. favorite movie: Captain America Winter Soldier

#me

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