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kittenfangirl20 · 19 days

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Continuation of this post.

*when Adam wasn’t with Lucifer at the Deadly Sins Gala, he was hanging Fizzarolli and this other imp named Blitzø (with a silent ø) who was dragged along with some owl demon named Stolas that was friends with Lucifer, but Adam could tell that Blitzø was happy to be there with his owl demon lover, Adam decided he wanted to dance with Lucifer again so he went to find him and saw him with what looked like a fat Christmas tree, Adam remembered Lucifer pointing him out and said he was Mammon, the Demon Prince of Greed, Adam wondered why he couldn’t wear his usual clothes when Mammon wore that hideous getup not realizing that Lucifer just wanted Adam to wear a tux*

Mammon: Lucifer, you sly dog, I never thought that you would collect the whole set.

Lucifer: Excuse me?

Mammon: First you got Lilith, then Eve, and now Adam. You have fucked the first of humanity.

*Adam clenched his fists until his claws dug into the palms of his hands drawing gold blood, since he was a fallen angel his blood remained gold instead of turning red, Adam felt an clawed hand clutch his shoulder, he could tell by the hot breath smelling of sulfur that it was Satan, the Demon Prince of Wrath*

Satan: Are you going to let Mammon talk about you like you are some cheap whore, show him that you are a true man.

*Adam shouldn’t let those words get to him, but he was too angry and hurt to think straight, all he could think of was Lucifer laughing with the other Demon Princes and Princesses about how he slept with the first three humans, Adam pulled himself from the grip and stormed over to Mammon and Lucifer, before either could say anything, Adam kneed Mammon in the gut and when Mammon fell, Adam pinned him to the ground and started to mercilessly punch him and he felt a little satisfaction when blood was drawn from the punches, but Adam was pulled from Mammon and lightly flung aside into a sitting position with Lucifer looking down at him confused*

Lucifer: Adam, what is going on?

*Adam looked down in embarrassment knowing that all eyes were on him and he flinched hearing Satan’s cackle echoing through the now quiet room*

Adam: I want to go home.

*his voice was soft and filled with pain, Lucifer’s confused look was replaced with one of sorrow and understanding, he held out his hand to Adam which he quickly took, Lucifer opened a portal and led Adam through, instead of his hotel room they were in an office filled with ducks*

Adam: Where are we?

Lucifer: The office in my palace, I thought we would like some privacy so we can talk.

*Adam looked around and saw the paintings and photos of Lucifer’s family, it felt as if Lilith was about to laugh at Adam over his actions at the Gala saying that it was proof that Adam wasn’t worthy of someone as sophisticated as Lucifer, he was upset and noticed that there were no pictures of him up on the wall not knowing that on Lucifer’s desk there was a framed photo of Adam being hugged by Charlie during one of their many visits to Lu Lu World so Lucifer could always look at him and Charlie while sitting at the desk, Adam let Lucifer lead him out of the room while Adam was trying to not cry because he feared that Lucifer was about to break up with him*

(If you are wondering, I am basing this off the fact that in the Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss Universe, Lucifer and Satan are two different characters and while Lucifer is a way more sympathetic character in Hazbin Hotel, I see Satan as the master of evil and a manipulator like he was in the Bible, so basically he is what Sera thinks Lucifer is)

#hazbin hotel #adam #hazbin hotel adam #sinner adam #fallen angel adam #lucifer #hazbin hotel lucifer #lucifer morningstar #helluva boss #mammon #helluva boss mammon #satan #helluva boss/hazbin hotel satan #adam/lucifer

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nuri148 · 1 year

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Do you mind if I ask your top 10 favorite characters (can be male or female) from all of the media that you loved (can be anime/manga, books, movies or tv series)? And why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before.....Thanks....

Hi Anon! Thank you so much for the ask! No, I hadn’t been asked this before.

It was quite hard to come up with 10 names for, outside of my current blorbos, throughout my life (which is quite longer than that of most people around this site) I’ve consumed and loved a lot of fiction, and so I’ve loved many characters, but also many of them I fell in love when I was too young to know (or remember) why I liked them, or know anything about characterization at all.

Still, I tried to cover a wide variety of works/genres, which as I racked my brains came with some interesting revelations:

- The first characters that came to mind were all males. It took me an extra effort to recall some female characters that I love.

- The list is white af. This can be for a number of reasons, all related to complex societal dynamics, cultural constructs and how the media portrays or ignores this. This is meant a light hearted ask, so I won’t delve into that, but I did want it to make clear that yes, I’m aware this list lacks diversity.

Some of these media I haven't seen for years so apologies if my memory of some details is not very accurate.

Last but not least, as I don’t like the reductionism of “top x”, I am listing with bullets for these come in no particular order. (Except Levi, of course; as current top Blorbo he could actually fill the top 10 by himself.)

Levi Ackerman (AoT) – He kicks ass, he’s a no-nonsense guy, he’s got a rough exterior but it’s a kind person. He’s had a shitty life but he chooses to be the good guy, even if he has to resort to violence sometimes.

Severus Snape (HP) – I said it already and I’ll say it again that I’ve no proof and no doubt that if you were a Snape fangirl, you’ll be a Levi fangirl. Snape makes Levi look like Miss Congeniality in comparison. He too had a rough life,went over to the dark side, yet realised he’d fucked up big time and spent the rest of his life trying to minimize the damage his actions had caused. PLUS he’s a huge nerd.

Mike Ehrmentraut (BB/BCS) – Mike is SO OVER being a badass. He just wants to live a quite life spoiling his grandaughter. His curse is being too good at what he does, and he can’t help but care about the idiots that would die if he wasn’t there to clean their messes. (On the topic of diversity... Honorable mention for Stanley from The Office and Lester from The Wire, whose “I’m too old for this shit” vibes give me life).

Arya Stark (GOT) – She didn’t stay around suffering for her losses nor went into a rampage, nope. She took the long scenic route to become a pro killer to serve her revenge in a cold dish.

Heidi (from the 70's anime series)– Hands down my first and oldest Blorbo. She lived in the mountains, roamed barefoot on beautiful meadows, was friends with a bunch of goats and all the little critters of the alps. What’s not to love? (At the ripe age of 3, I would make my mum buy me goat cheese bc if Heidi ate it, so must I. At 4 my parents took me to the mountains in winter so I could see the snow and the fir trees that Heidi loved. We’re rewatching now and my new Heidi Blorbo is Joseph the dog, he’s got big Mike Ehrmentraut energy).

Jesse Pinkman (BB)– He’s a good guy who fell into the wrong path. He’s had rotten luck, partly brought onto himself through bad choices and poor judgement, yet he still tries to do good and craves some love.

Petunia Dursley (HP)- Harry's unlikable aunt kinda grew on me over the years, as we saw some of her backstory and how it resonated with parts of my own family history. She grew up knowing herself the lesser child and I believe she never got a chance to smooth things over with Lily. In spite of which P. still cared enough to do the right thing and take charge of Harry (horribly, admittedly).

Omar Little (The Wire) - I don't usually like "bad" characters but Omar was more badass than he was bad. Circumstances made him a violent criminal but he I believe he had redemption potential. Also, how cool is it that he was unequivocally gay in a setting where everyone tends to be so macho... but of course no one would say anything about it. bc it's Omar.

Peter - he's the MC and first person narrator from a rather unknown Ray Bradbury's short story titled “I’m not so dumb” which is one of my favourite Bradbury's tales. Like the title suggests, as the story unfolds the simple-minded Peter will try to show his neighbours that he's not that stupid.

Mafalda - I could not leave out the title character of the (likely) most famous comic in Argentine history. Mafalda's concern for world affairs is of course unrealistic, but it does sort of put those call-outs "in the mouth of babes".

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the-other-slytherin · 2 years

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I Dammed Well Called It!

Since the hellaciously baffling thing know as live action Riverdale has come into being and it’s “we know we’re camp so let’s turn into it” counterpart Sabrina has come into play, I’ve come to the horrific realization that no comic is safe

So, it’s been brewing in my little fangirl head about what over the top supernatural twist that they’d throw out there for fans to mainline and it it me, it hit me hard:: Casper the Friendly Ghost

Hear me out:

They’d set it before Casper was born and focus on his dad and his uncles in the late Victorian/early Edwardian times ( based on the 95 movie )

Since around that time period there was a huge following about occultism, that’s a total factor on Casper’s parents living in that huge Victorian while Casper’s dad is inventing a was to bring spirits to life again

The Uncles are all kind of bastards but they stick around in ghost form around home so it’s probably penance and we get to see what that was

Cause you know there is going to be drama and with the last name of McFadden it’s Irish brogue’s and Catholic guilt for everyone!

Since it in America they can totally show the horrible attitudes taken against the Irish back then.

I kinda think the uncles are like boot leggers, or some sort of shady enterprisers that just interrupt Dad McFaddens occult inventing party and set the towns tongues a wagging

Lots of spooky and period costumes and 25-35 year old actually playing there age so it doesn’t feel creepy watching them flirt

And if Harvey comics agrees to this then they’ll totally cross over Wendy the Good Witch, Hot Stuff (( an adorable demon)), and possibly the Rich Family ((Richies family tree coming into play))

Possibly spin-offs who would want to see a drama about how the Riches got theirs fortune and how they fought to keep it ((very Dynasty))

So why am I typing out into the void? Why am I predicting plot points and possible spin offs, and my hope for actors who get smooch to be playing as adults and not teenagers?Why am I praying it’s more like Are You Afraid of theDark and less like Euphoria?

Peacock announced a live action with a “darker look” and its in the works now.

#live action #comics #harvey comics #Casper #casper the friendly ghost #wendy the good little witch #fan life #fangirl #television #peacock #I flipping called it #no comic is safe #please be wholesome

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unhingedhearties · 5 months

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Rage Over A Wrap Photo: Part 2 (Twitter)

Here are some of the responses from unhinged Hearties on Twitter regarding When Calls The Heart lead actress Erin Krakow’s photo celebrating the wrap of Season 11. These screencaps have been edited a little to combine some of the responses to one post.

Repeat offender TeamE83Liz/HeartieETLB comes in strong with the self entitlement. How dare Erin be grateful for the long-running TV show she’s worked on and “her lil’ Show Set Community”, which I can only guess means the other actors and crew. Given how long this show’s been on the air, Erin’s probably known some of these people for a decade. E83Liz has such a self-centered, off-putting personality, that the concept of long-term relationships must be alien to her. Damn it, she’s upset because Erin clearly doesn’t “give a sh_t about us fans!” The proof she doesn’t give a sh_t about her fans being this behind the scenes photo she shared to her fans to celebrate another Season being completed. And of course she finishes off her reply with hashtags insulting the Show Runner and Executive producer, as well as this creepy one “ErinUseToBeCute”.

You know how a lot of really sick men with disgusting attitudes towards women will often hold these weird, opposing views where they both lust after a woman, but loathe her and say degrading things about her?

Just… keep that in the back of your mind anytime you see a post with old E83Liz here.

Three more fully grown adults getting offended by a photo of shoes.

“The message it sends…” Jesus Christ. These are the kinds of people who chimp out on you if they don’t like the way you breathe and always accuse you of having “a tone” when you speak. Anything and everything is a stealthy attack against them.

“I am trying to be respectful and polite…” Don’t try, do. Because it’s just a photo. Of the ground. Where they’re standing.

I need to make a Bingo card, because there’s “salt in the wound” for the 10th time.

Someone makes a fair and rational point that both sides of these two stupid groups who waste their lives fangirling over fictional couples have had people act like assholes towards the actors. They can also tell the difference between the actor and the character they play on TV.

Julie flops in to counter this with the idea that people like her have been (and I’m really embarrassed to type this, even as a quote) “warriors” who “supported her” and were greatly dishonored when Erin posted that photo of the ground instead of honoring her life debt to these noble internet soldiers.

E83Liz comes in with another gem. “I’m behind in the grieving!”

Multiple wars around the world…

Millions of deaths from covid…

Nothing compared to a fictional couple on TV breaking up. Pray you never know such pain and loss.

“I don’t have anyone to turn to for help. Bc they’ve left SM or hate me!”

What!? Hate you? Why would anyone feel that way when you have so much to offer other people?

BONUS ROUND:

In what must have been a coordinated attack to commit jihad on Lucabeth fans, Executive Producer Brian Bird shared this photo of him spending the day with his family (including grandkids) in his home time for some kind of Christmas tree lighting celebration. Fortunately, the predominantly Christian fanbase proved themselves to be shining examples of Christ’s love and compas-

-_-

“She just wants to kiss as many guys as possible…”

Yes, that’s how TV works. That’s exactly how season long story arcs are created. Big Brain here has it all figured out.

#when calls the heart #wcth #lucabeth #fandom drama #unhinged fans #hallmark

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tatlandtaelsurveys · 5 months

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Twenty Three ~ Our Christmas tree is up :D

Have you kissed someone in the past 24 hours? Yes and we have shared many kisses today. :)

What is wrong with you right now? My back right tooth where I got a crown is sore. I haven't eaten dinner but my stomach is off. Are you happy? I am struggling with self love and some anger of lately. What are you drinking? Nothing at the moment. I do have a water bottle near me though.

Do you still talk to the person who hurt you the most? The most. Yes.

What do you wear to bed? What ever clothes I was wearing that day with a change of shirt. I am bad sometimes changing into pjs. I also wear sweats and a t-shirt to bed when I do finally decide to get up and change.

Do you tend to make things complicated? I try not to. Tea or coffee? Coffee.

Are you mean? No. I can be a bitch in my own head when I am mad though... How is your hair styled right now? It's down. Last movie you have seen? Blanking. I rewatched Freaky Friday.

Plans for tonight? Surveys, depending on how long my hand let's me type. It's been tight and sore. I need to get a mouse. As well maybe watch Instagram reels. Did you get any compliments today? Yes.

What are you excited about? Having a short week at work this week!!!

What’s on your mind right now? That fart was bubbly. I just farted...

What last made you laugh? My boyfriend and him being silly.

Do you care what others think about you? Honestly too much. I don't try and change who I am but I regret a lot that I say.

Which of your friends is the easiest to talk to? L or J..

Do you trust people easily? I tend to but also over suspicious they think the worst of me, which is a good habit to break.

Best summer? This summer, 2018, 2019 summers. Do you think you’ll be married in 10 years? I hope we get married before that time comes up :).

Do you want a small or big wedding? Not gonna lie, the idea of the big wedding seems so nice but I don't really know that many people hahaa. Budget wise, and am also content with a just family/close friends wedding. :)

What do you look forward to in the next 3 months? Some sanity at work.

Who was the last person that called you? My mom.

Are you listening to music? No.

Have you ever worn your best friend’s clothes? Like a jacket.

When is the last time you got flowers? Sometime this year for my birthday or appreciation day at work.

The last time you were at an airport? July. Went to my home town with my boyfriend.

Haunted Houses or Roller coasters? Haunted House during October, and a roller coaster at a theme park.

What type of foundation do you wear? I don't wear it.

Name all the beverages you’ve consumed in the last 24 hours: Water, Coke Zero.

How many books would you say you own, approximately? A few on Audible but hard copies are mangas. My boyfriend has various book on shelves though.

Have you had to wear braces? Yes and glad I got them.

Would you rather make out with a stranger or lick your boyfriends foot after he’d spent all day barefoot? Being that I have a boyfriend, I wouldn't make out with a stranger. I don't care for either event but I would lick my boyfriend's foot...Eck.

What email website do you use? Various ones.

Do you care about your subscriptions? I am pretty bad at using them more but have been trying. Good intention.

What jewelry do you always wear? Why do you wear it? I don't wear it too much.

Explain one tattoo you want and what it means: I don't care to have a tattoo myself.

Would you rather fly, drive, or travel by train? Train like out to a cabin forest river area :D. Fly to a country. Are you an Edward Cullen fangirl? Nope, never really was a huge Twilight fangirl haha.

How long have you been doing surveys for? Since the Myspace era hahaha.

1Why do you prefer Facebook over MySpace, because I know you do? Friends switched and I was curious myself to use it. Have you read the ‘Pretty Little Liars’ series? I have not.

What product do you use to moisturize your lips? CHAPSTICK and could not live with out it.

The last movie you saw in theaters - what would you rate it? Blanking.

When did you start using Xanga? I didn't get on the Xanga account train but I will take surveys from there occasionally.

Be honest, do you judge people on their appearance? I have, or thought it but corrected myself. I don't try to or at least give benefit of the doubt. I definitely am never in their faces about it though.

What school do you attend? Not in school.

What Science are you currently taking? None.

What song have you really gotten into lately? The song "Truth" from the anime Your Lie in April.

What did you eat for lunch today? A sub sandwich and various snacks and fruits. Did you get compliments on the shoes you wore today? Nope.

#survey #tumblr survey #tumblr surveys

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luci-in-trenchcoats · 3 years

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Once In A Lifetime

Summary: While at a brewery the day before her sister’s wedding, the reader runs into her once in a lifetime fling, Dean, for the third time. It’s been fours years since they’ve seen each other and eight since they met but the timing’s never seemed to work out between them until maybe now...

Pairing: Wedding Date!Dean x reader

Square: Wedding Date!AU

Word Count: 2,100ish

Warnings: language, fluff

A/N: Written for @supernatural-jackles Tell Me A Story Bingo. Enjoy!

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“Y/N fucking Y/L/N,” you heard as you were mid chew of eating your piece of pizza. You spun around and swallowed, a big grin crossing your face.

“Dean!” you said. You ditched your table with your family and ran over to him, Dean giving you a big hug and swinging you around. “You look great!”

“You got even better looking, sweetheart,” he grinned as he set you down. You bit your bottom lip and he blushed a bit. “You look good, Y/N. Never expected to see you again, especially Kansas City of all places.”

“I’m in town for a family wedding. I thought you lived in LA?” you said.

“Used to. I own this place,” he said. “How long’s it been?”

“Four years. Another four before that,” you said.

“So much for once in a lifetime,” he smirked.

“Still a boy in there, aren’t you, Dean.”

“A bit,” he smiled. “Older too.”

“Same. We were just kids back then.”

“We’re still kids. We just got most of our shit together now,” he said.

“Oh yes. Still single and still working a job I hate. I so got my shit together,” you said.

“I wear makeup for a living so you’re doing better than me,” he said. “Also still single.”

“I thought you dated some actress or something a while back.”

“Didn’t work out. Put my head down, been working a lot lately,” he said. “Am I about to meet your fangirl sister you told me about?”

“Oh God,” you said as you caught Georgia wandering over from your table with Scott. “I am so-”

“Hi!” she said and you groaned. “Do you know my little sister?”

“Y/N and I go way back,” said Dean. Georgia slapped your arm and you whined.

“You’re friends with him and you didn’t tell me!” she said.

“Oh well we haven’t seen each other in years,” said Dean. Georgia looked at you and you shook your head, her own nodding.

“He’s Italy Dean, isn’t he. Dean Winchester is freaking Italy Dean!” she said and Scott covered her mouth, shaking his head.

“Gia, let’s leave your sister to catch up with her friend in peace, hm?” he said.

“This is why I love you Scott,” you said as he dragged her away.

“I like her,” chuckled Dean. “How long you in town for?”

“A few days. Rehearsal dinner is tonight, wedding tomorrow, head home the next day.”

“Not much free time then,” he said.

“Yeah I-” you said before Georgia screamed. You turned around, your sister stomping around and shouting into a phone.

“It’s tomorrow! They wait until the last minute to call and cancel the venue!” she said. Scott seemed miffed which was probably as angry as he ever got and your mom was already over trying to calm them both down.

“You can use the brewery,” said Dean quietly. He shrugged as you stared up at him. “We’ve been toying with reserving for private parties over on the far side of the property. Strand lights, farmhouse style wedding, yada yada.”

“Can it look like this?” you asked as you pulled out your phone. You showed him a picture of the venue and the style Georgia had wanted to go for. “I can call all the vendors. All we need here is tables, clean up, you get the drill.”

“What time is the wedding?” he asked.

“1. Reception starts at 4, was supposed to go to about midnight or so.”

“You’re the maid of honor I presume.”

“Can we make this work? I know she sounds insane but she’s actually really sweet most of the time.”

“I’m gonna need help setting this up. Might be an all nighter.”

“I like coffee,” you said. He nodded and you turned around. “Gia! Calm down! I got a solution for ya.”

“Hi,” said Dean as you pulled into the employee parking lot at around ten that night. “How’d the dinner go?”

“Fine. Gia’s stressed out so Scott and I got her drunk. I told her I had it handled,” you said. “I have dunkin and my sneakers and put me to work.”

“The guys are nearly done with the lights. I need you to help me with tables and stuff, where you want everything,” said Dean.

“Alright,” you said. “Do you have a notebook I can borrow?”

“Pad of paper work?” he asked as you followed him into the back of the brewery. You hummed and he handed it over along with a pen. You cut through a side door and found yourself outside, staring at a whole bunch of lights in trees and along a privacy fence.

“Oh she’s gonna love this,” you said as you walked out there. You started to jot down where trees were and drew some tables on the paper, rearranging them a few times before you held it up to Dean. “Can you put the tables like this?”

“Definitely can do. I’ll handle the forklift, you tell me where you want the picnic tables,” he said.

Forty minutes later the tables were out back and you’d laid out some rubber mats to act as a dance floor with one of Dean’s employees.

“So DJ is there…” you said to yourself as Dean whistled for you to come over to where he and a few guys were laying out the impromptu bar top. “What’s up?”

“We were just wondering how fancy is your sister? Like is it that fairytale farmhouse thing or she like it more rustic?”

“She’s the former. My future brother in law is the later. He’s the one from here,” you said. “I was just thinking we’d throw a table cloth over the top of whatever we use for a bar.”

“We still got that piece we didn’t use in the second room?” said a man.

“The too dark of stain one? Yeah, it’s in storage. I bet that’d work great,” said a different guy. They took off and you took a deep breath as you looked around.

“It’s getting there,” said Dean. “If you want to head back to your hotel I think we can handle the rest.”

“It’s not that late,” you said. “I can do the tables while you guys figure out the bar situation if that’s cool.”

“Alright. Let me know if you want any help, sweetheart,” he said. You crossed your arms and he mimicked you, tilting his head down.

“Thank you for all of this. Georgia will love it.”

“I’m not doing it for Georgia,” he said with a soft smile. You bit your lip and turned your head, feeling Dean step closer. “If I asked you to stay a few more days, would you?”

“Dean-”

“Would you?”

“Yes.”

“Then stay. Let’s try this for real.”

“I thought you weren’t a commitment kind of guy. That’s what you said.”

“You said there were no strings attached and yet here we are eight years later and I am as smitten as the first time I saw you.” You looked up at him, Dean reminding you of just how easy it was to fall in love with him.

And how hard it was to fall out of it after the two you went your separate ways. Twice.

“Dean it’s never worked before.”

“We never tried. Italy was the two of us having fun and falling way too hard and fast and it scared the shit out of us both. And your car...that couldn’t have been coincidence. We spent the night in that motel room being goofy and reconnecting and then you got so hard when we said goodbye.”

“It’s kinda hard to get over you.”

“Don’t get over me this time,” he said. “I never did with you.”

“I can’t be with a celebrity and do that stuff.”

“Oh yes, I live a very glamorous life,” he said as he looked around. “Should I get out the forklift again?”

“Dean you know what I mean. You were coming up eight years ago. Four you had fans. Now you got even more. I live in a one bedroom apartment and work on sales reports from my kitchen table.”

“If you work from home then staying down here a few more days shouldn’t be a problem,” he said.

“Dean you’re gonna break my fucking heart again and I don’t want to put it back together. Can we just leave it at friends?”

“Okay.” He unfolded his arms and cupped your face with both hands, pulling you into a deep kiss. You grabbed onto his shirt and slid your hand up to his face, Dean slow to break it off. “I don’t want to wait another four years.”

“I’ll stay a few days and if I’m not convinced there’s something…” you said as Dean chuckled. “Oh shut up you hopeless romantic.”

You brought your lips to his, moving slowly, Dean’s hands wrapping around to your hip, the nape of your neck, kissing you as gently as he did the first time he had.

“Uh, boss,” said a voice. You stepped away from each other and he grunted. “We got some barrels we could use to rest the top on.”

“Yeah,” said Dean. “Sounds good. Right?”

“Very good,” you said with a nod. “Dean, you uh, mind helping me with the tables?”

“Not at all, sweetheart.”

The Next Evening

“Hey,” you said as you found Dean in a suit, no tie, top collar undone and helping serve some beer from the taproom.

“Hey. You want a glass?” he asked.

“Sure,” you said. He poured two and excused himself, heading back with you over towards the reception. “I really can’t thank you enough. My sister loves it even more than the original place.”

“It’s no problem. I’m glad I could help out,” he said. You stopped just outside the reception, Dean smiling as he sipped from his glass.

“Would you dance with me?”

“Sure,” he said. He set his glass down and took yours, placing it with his own before he grabbed your hips and started to sway slowly.

“I meant at the wedding,” you laughed.

“But we’re already dancing,” he smiled. He spun you around and hummed quietly. “You look gorgeous tonight.”

“Thank you. You clean up well, Winchester.”

“This old thing?” he chuckled. “It’s my lucky suit.”

“You wore it that night. I thought you were gonna blow me off.”

“Went out and bought it after that afternoon. You wore that pretty white summer dress with the ruffles.”

“Couldn’t exactly wear a white dress tonight,” you said.

“I’m sure you’ll wear one someday,” he said. “You got plans after the party?”

“Might see this guy if he’s available. Not sure yet.”

“Oh he is. He knows a late night diner not too far with big greasy burgers if she’s interested. Plus he’s got a cool car.”

“Let’s go,” you said as you brushed your lips over his.

“Is the wedding over?”

“It’s dying down. I don’t want to wait any longer.”

“Let’s go.” He held out his arm and you stuck yours through it, Dean escorting you out to his car. You felt cooler out in the open air and he shrugged off his suit jacket, slipping it over your shoulders. You stuck your arms through and he opened the door for you, smiling to himself. “Ladies first.”

“Dean?” you said before you sat down. You pecked a kiss to his lips and he inhaled sharply. “Maybe I can stay longer than a few days?”

“You could just stay forever,” he said.

“Maybe I will,” you said. He cupped your cheek and grinned, kissing you slowly. “Don’t go away again.”

“Never, sweetheart. Let’s see if we can get a start on forever finally.”

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ditttiii · 4 years

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Brothers Conflict || 01.

Thrust into an already established family, you struggle to find your footing while dodging the advances of seven, incredibly good looking stepbrothers.

Your father marrying, and you suddenly having to live under the same roof with seven step brothers was a royal mess or so you had thought, Because them falling in love with you was so much worse. Or was it?

◈ Genre: Romance, Fluff, Humour, Smut and maybe a little angst. (PG-18) (step brother AU) (They are all adopted, I do NOT support incest, this work is inspired by the popular anime/manga Brothers Conflict)

◈ Pairings: OT7 x Reader (final pairing: will be decided by readers, could also be ot7) (reverse harem)

◈ CHAPTER ONE

WC: 2585

Warnings: Curse Words (sfw)

Masterlist (all available chapter links are here)

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Your eyes take in the humongous structure in front of you, and you try your best to not look too awestruck. You aren't sure how well that works out, considering you can hear your best friend muffling her laugh beside you, but you don't bother to turn and check.

'Pretty sure this isn't the last time this is going to happen either.' You think, as you bite your lower lip and wipe your sweaty hands over the denim of your jeans.

"Girl, you scored a jackpot." Sunmi teases, her angelic yet somehow demonic at the same time, giggle following close after.

You, in response side eye her and choose not to reply. What would you even say? Depending on who answers, the reply would differ anyways.

Though you still aren't sure what your answer would be.

Till a week ago you were just a 20-year-old university student, who while technically was said to be living with her father, at the end of the day virtually lived alone.

Your father is a famous adventurer. You don't know what that term entails precisely, but too scared of the possible connotations that it might bring forth, you avoid letting your curiosity run too deep.

You think some part of it involves climbing and hiking mountains though.

Has to be.

"Are we seriously going to stand here like a bunch of creepy fangirls all day? Woman, that is your home now. Move it before I do it for you!" Sunmi grumbles before she locks her arm with yours and then proceeds to forcibly, drag you across the driveway.

"Wait! Sun stop! Ohmygod, Will you stop you crazy banshee?"

Sunmi, in all her eccentric glory, does not. Instead, she turns, gives you a non-pulsed look and then continues to drag you over against your will, her silky, long, black hair billowing behind her like a cape and hitting you in the face.

Of course.

You try to dig the heels of your converse into the pavement below, but it's smooth and cemented, and you almost trip and break your jaw, before you decide that it is simply not worth it and allow her to drag you against your will.

"This is an insanely long driveway, for fucks' sake, why would anyone need such a long driveway anyway?"

You let out a snort when you hear her say that and let your eyes take in the view as you reply, "It's a rich people thing, you peasant."

The answering elbow that digs deep into your ribs is totally worth it, you decide.

The cool breeze feels heavenly, and you sigh as you feel it between your strands and over your heated scalp. The area that surrounds the large sprawling five-storey mansion in front of you is lined with trees. Tall hills coloured green by vegetation, with their tips shrouded between clouds, form the backdrop.

There is also a fancy, intricate water fountain that you think is made of white marble? Or some sort of white stone maybe? In the middle of the driveway.

‘Expensive,’ You decide and glance around.

The driveway itself spreads all across the front of the mansion, forking and getting divided into two separate pathways a little further away from the building. Between the divided paths is where the fountain is, it's base surrounded by a kaleidoscope of pretty, bright flowers.

At the call of a bird, your gaze snaps up, and you see as a couple of graceful, little, birds fly over and pass you by. Their chirping fills the quietness of the atmosphere, with a pleasant, dulcet ring.

If nothing else, at least the place is beautiful.

You stop when Sunmi rings the doorbell and scoot a few inches behind her.

'I am not trying to hide, I'm just strategically camouflaging.' You think to yourself, but you know you're lying.

Sunmi apparently does too, as no sooner had you scooted back, that she yanks you ahead of her. You wince when you feel your muscles protest, and aim a glare at her.

"I hope you realise that if you dislocate my shoulder, you will have to assist me until it heals back."

Sunmi gives you a look before she quips back, "Why would I? I hope you realise that you now have seven ridiculously good looking brothers to take care of you instead."

At your disgusted expression, she wiggles her eyebrows and of course because the world is never at your side you hear someone clear their throat behind you.

A part of you dies inside when you realise that someone probably overheard what your stupid, loudmouth of a best friend had just said.

Add a mental note to punch Sunmi at the earliest.

You are snapped back out of your thoughts when you feel her pinch your stomach and you yelp as you twist back to face the door, only to stop dead in your tracks.

There holding the door open and standing at the threshold looking like a Greek god, was Kim Seokjin, who if you remember your information right was the oldest brother. Now your stepbrother.

He smiles when he sees your startled expression and bows.

"Ah, yes we have been waiting for you Y/N. I am Seokjin, but you can just call me Jin-oppa if you'd prefer that."

Startled, your face breaks out into colour when you hear that, and your voice comes out broken as you say, "O-op-Oppa?"

You don't know if he doesn't hear you or if he's just ignoring you, but the next second he's bowing and introducing himself to your best friend. Sunmi, of course, preens under the attention as she does the same and somewhere in the back of your mind, you snort at how much of an attention whore your best friend is.

Once they are both done, he turns to you and his smile widens as he holds the door open, as if indicating for you to move in. Your eyes fall to his smile and thus to his lips, and all you can think about is how his lips are better than yours.

‘Why does he need such full lips anyway?’ You think jealous, and more than a little self conscious.

Sunmi, however, takes the hint and tugs on your hand again, stepping in first.

You trail a few inches behind her taking in the interior of the house, only to jump when you feel someones’ hand at the back of your waist.

You spin on your heels and pause as you realise that you are now an inch, away from Seokjins very wide, very built chest. The smooth, pale skin of his torso, glimpses back at you from in between the deep V-neck of his button-down shirt, and you feel a blush rising from deep above your own chest, as you realise the close proximity.

The feel of his hand that is still, on your waist doesn't help either.

However, before you can ponder on too much, over the utter perfection that are your eldest step brothers shoulders, and then promptly be horrified at that following train of thought, you are walking again.

Sunmi apparently had not caught onto your little pause, as she continues to tug you across the room.

Stumbling, you try not to trip face-first onto the floor. Your eyes widen, and your face burns when you feel the hand that was till now placed lightly over your waist, grip your side, before twisting you forward and then moving away.

A second later, your brother lightly brushes your shoulder with his as he moves forward and directs you and Sunmi to where everyone else is apparently waiting for you.

You blink as you try to wrap your head around what had just transpired.

You think he was just trying to help you but is gripping your stepsister's waist seconds after meeting her for the first time an acceptable form of action?

Out of your depth, and baffled at his actions, you just follow along behind Sunmi, as you try to get your thoughts straight and your raging blush under control.

Deep breaths Y/N, in and out, there we go.

Once your cheeks no longer feel like they are trying to light themselves on fire, you raise your head and glance around.

The interior was just as grand as you had expected it to be. The walls tall and glassed, let in the sunshine from outside and created a bright, warm ambience. There were potted plants, placed around every few steps, and you wonder if they are real or fake. There's an undertone fragrance of jasmine in the air that makes you think that maybe the plants are real.

The ceiling is high and most of the interior white, or metallic. Lights hung from the ceiling in designer, metal frames and there were white leather couches spread around along with a few showpieces.

The uniformity of the interior is only interrupted by the vast array of paintings around you. There were paintings scattered all across the walls, some hung higher than the others,. You try to see if there is a pattern or not as you pass a few by and look closer, but quickly give up when you realise they are pieces of modern art.

Yep, too dumb for that.

You let that train of thought go as you force yourself to stop suddenly to avoid smashing headfirst into your best friends back. Looking ahead, you realise that you are now standing in front of an elevator. You clench your jaw to prevent it from unhinging to the ground and instead glance at Sunmi, to see if she is as gobsmacked as you are.

Your best friend, apparently somewhere on the way had taken her cellphone out and was now aggressively hitting the screen as she tries to text back with one hand, the other one still firmly locked with yours.

Apparently not then.

Your jaw still clenched, you look up to see the capsule-like glass-walled lift come down to your floor. It stops with a soft 'ding', and you follow behind Seokjin, for once tugging Sunmi instead of the other way around.

It's when you are inside the lift ascending to some floor above, that you realise your predicament. Sandwiched between Seokjin on one side and Sunmi on the other, you try not to fidget as you feel your stepbrothers shoulder brush with yours, as he leans back against the wall beside you. The lift is spacious, and you don’t understand why you all are standing so close, but you don’t say anything or move.

Trying your best to not seem rude, you just bite your lips and look down at your feet, rocking back on your heels, as you tug the lace of one of your converse with the other.

The ride up is quiet with only the low, generic elevator music ringing in the background.

'This is awkward, should I say something? I should probably say something.'

That's when you realise that you hadn't introduced yourself, nor said a single coherent word since Seokjin had opened the door for you.

The thought sends you tumbling down another self-induced shame spiral.

As if that wasn't bad enough, you think back to just what, he had heard when he had opened the door, and you decide maybe not saying anything would be a wiser course of action. Least you open your mouth and embarrass yourself further.

Realising the potential harm of using your vocal cords, you stay quiet and instead take the time to really look at your eldest stepbrother. Or is it just brother now?

Would it be rude if I referred to them as my stepbrothers? Is the thought that your mind brings forward and you bite your lip as you think of how you should proceed ahead.

As you look at your brother from the corner of your eyes, your breath hitches when you realise just how good looking he is. The picture that your father had shown you clearly did not do him justice.

His luscious, black hair, is gelled back to keep it off his forehead and his ridiculously thick eyelashes are long and slightly curled at the end, framing his almond-like eyes.

As your gaze trails down his side profile, you gulp when you realise that while he looks like a classic movie-star with his thick, high arched eyebrows, you probably look like a haggard, homeless woman in contrast.

The thought doesn't quite sit well with you, and you let out a quiet huff in annoyance.

Apparently, you huff wasn't as quiet though because not a second later, you feel Seokjin nudge your side and your gaze snaps up to look at him—his brows raised and a look of concern plastered over his face.

Your lips part, as you think to reply but when no words come out, you snap them shut, pulling on a tight smile instead and just shake your head to assure him that you are fine.

The unconvinced, concerned look on his face stays, but thankfully he doesn't pry and leaves you to your own devices, with a soft reassuring, squeeze to your hand.

You, however, because are socially awkward and love to embarrass yourself, proceed to let out a yelp as you flinch away from his touch and crash into Sunmi's side.

"Jesus ouch! Y/N are you okay? Did you see a spider or something?" Sunmi asks concerned, as she slips her phone back into her pocket and pulls you to her side, wrapping an arm around your waist. Beyond mortified, you just shake your head and curl yourself around her body, seeking the familiar warmth and comfort of your best friend.

You don’t turn to look what the expression on Seokjins’ face is.

'This day couldn't get any worse.' You think now utterly embarrassed and push your head into the side of Sunmi's neck, and hope that the world crashes so that you don't have to look into your stepbrother's eyes again.

'He probably thinks you're a psycho.' Your brain adds, and you internally groan and snuggle into your best friend more, the increasingly familiar blush overtaking your face again.

Earlier, you think you might have jinxed yourself. Because no sooner, had the doors of the lift opened, and you had stepped out, that you tripped and fell face-first onto the floor.

Smooth.

Thankfully the floor was covered with a soft plush carpet, and soon your best friend was by your side, her concerned voice ringing in your ears, which was then followed by Seokjins’ as his crouched figure comes into your peripheral vision.

You would be more embarrassed, but you are pretty sure he already thinks you are deranged, so you just take this one in stride and raise your face to look up and reassure them both that you are alright.

However, the scene that greets your eyes is a little different.

Standing there in front of your fallen form, faces ranging from curious to concerned are six more men.

Six more men that you realise, are the rest of your stepbrothers.

The realisation hits you like a bucket full of ice water being poured down your back, and you hold back a frustrated scream, as the absolute ridiculousness of the day catches up with you.

But instead of shrieking, you just groan and let your raised face fall back onto the carpet.

Carpet fur in your mouth and mushed against your face, you realise that no, your day could and just did get a lot worse.

A/N: ETMY is still my priority, but I write wayy too much angst so here’s a light hearted, fluffy, crack fic to balance my masterlist. Lemme know your thoughts, and remember the final pairing will be decided by you, there won’t be any vote but I’ll keep a track of who is being favoured. OT7 can also be the future pairing, if you guys so choose.

Thanks for reading and have a pleasant day ahead!

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shirtlesssammy · 3 years

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15x20: Carry On

Warning: Boris is a salty, sad fangirl right now so the first part of this recap might be more bitter, reductive venting than is necessary. Please skip ahead to enjoy Natasha’s far more nuanced and enjoyable second half of the recap.

The Road So Far: Cue Carry On Wayward Son

Then:

Salmondean Winchester, the boy with the demon blood and daddy’s blunt little instrument, finally defeats Chuck and gets a taste of true free will

Now:

*Fun domestic montage*

Sam Dean gets a dog! (Okay, fine, Miracle is super cute, and a complete stand-in for Cas --but that thought just sends me on another anger spiral.)

Dean squeezes the shit out of that dog, and I hurt for that touch-starved man.

Sam goes for a run, so like, I guess his life is the same. (thanks to Dean always protecting him and allowing him some normalcy in life) (I’m bitter, remember?)

Dean Sam makes breakfast! Dean brushes his teeth! Sam is SHIRTLESS one last time!

*Shirtless Sammy Alert*

Dean’s room is INEXPLICABLY messy! I do get what this whole montage is doing, and it’s nice, but I’m pretty sure when Becky said the fans like the domestic stuff, it was supposed to include CAS AND OTHER FAMILY. Basically, overlay the Where’s the Angel? gif all over this sequence for me.

And finally, we find the boys are still hunting. Because freedom is just a length of rope.

Dean finds a case, but first they have to stop and get pie! Yay! Dean loves pie, and women, and fast cars. Grumpy-faced Sam humors his big, dumb brother. Yay!

Dean Sam thinks about Cas and Jack. Dean brushes off the thought with a Wherps, gotta keep moving attitude, and I already WANT TO SET THE WORLD ON FIRE. Sam then pies Dean in the face, so we have that.

In suburban America, a mother starts to ready her children for bed. There’s a knock at their door and the father answers it. There’s nobody there, and as he turns around, he’s knifed in the back, his wife looking on in horror.

Skull masked killers enter the home. The mother and children run upstairs. The mother is quickly dispatched, and the kids soon follow.

Agents Singer and Kripke check out the crime scene.

They learn more about the parents: exsanguinated and throat ripped out father, tongue ripped out mother. The children are missing. The cop shows a drawing of the killers. Dean (in a wildly out of character move!) uses his photographic memory to remember a case his fucking father botched back in the day. Dean pulls out the journal (MY GOD THERE’S BEEN NO GROWTH)

For TFW Science (because Cas is the tree):

They determine they’re dealing with a roaming band of vampires.

At night, a couple of vampmimes arrive at a house. Dean beheads one right away. Sam shoots the other with dead man’s blood. Dean removes the mask to reveal a normal looking vampmime. Why the masks?? Dean wants answers, and Dean “I’m not a killer” Winchester threatens the vamp with a quick death or slow death (with a spoon). The vamp spills the kids’ whereabouts.

*Much Anticipated Barn Scene Alert*

(Psych! Don’t get your hopes up, what lies ahead is bullshit.)

The masked vamps are crawling all over the joint, but Dean and Sam Winchester can handle it! This is a milk run! They get the kids free and face the big bads.

Fight! Chop! Slice! The boys are overwhelmed. Sam gets knocked out one last time. Dean’s held down to the ground so OMG GUYS!!! JENNY IS BACK!??!?!!? I CAN’T FUCKING BELIEVE THEY GOT HER BACK!! (This joke is so old by now and it’s only been 3 days, sigh.) I did not remember her at all (but then I’m a TFW purest and tend to not watch the early seasons ---and I NEVER HAVE TO AGAIN!) (Natasha: coughs and points at our recap list.) (Boris: shit.) Dean remembers though, and talks just long enough for Sam to wake and chop her head off. See ya, Jenny!

More fighting!

Sam takes out another vamp and Dean tussles with the last one ---and is pushed backwards right into the rebar hook in the wall. So that happened. (I’m trying to stay calm, but I’m a ROILING CESSPOOL OF ANGER AND CONFUSION AND BITTER RIGHT NOW.)

Sam kills the vamp. He’s ready to find the kids and leave. “Sam, I don’t think I’m going anywhere.”

Dean pulls Sam close. HE’S BEEN IMPALED! Poor little snowman. Dean makes Sam promise not to try to resurrect him. He tells Sam that he’s proud of him and that he’s always looked up to him. That he was scared to be rejected by Sam in that very first episode when he went to get him from college. “I must’ve stood outside your door for hours. Because I didn’t know what you would say. Tell me to get lost or to get dead.” JESUS SHOW JUST LET DEAN LIVE AND BE LOVED. (Boris: In the alt version where Cas is there too, he’s instead telling Cas about watching him outside the Gas ‘n Sip. why do I do this to myself?)

Sam cries, afraid to go through the world alone. Dean tells Sam to always keep fighting, tells him he loves him, and DIES. He dies clutching his chest and the whole season we think we’ve been getting heart and chest imagery as a symbol of love but instead it was just? Foreshadowing? Of getting impaled through the chest cavity and dying?

Dean dies, and Sam is wrecked, and I call up 911 to inform them that I have been ROBBED of one Dean Winchester finally getting to live his life. (This is indeed, a beautifully acted scene. I just...wish I couldn’t feel a damn thing about it.)

Sam burns Dean on a lonely pyre, with nobody else around but the dog.

For Sam Gets a Dog but at What Cost Science:

Sam wakes alone, in mourning. There’s no dialogue - only a Sad!Sam montage of remembering the people he’d lost in the bunker. (Was this script only like 5 pages?) One of Dean’s cell phones rings. It’s a sheriff who’d been referred to Dean by Donna. (DONNA DOESN’T KNOW FML) There’s a case, so Sam takes off. He shuts down the bunker and it goes dark.

We cut to Dean in Heaven. It’s beautiful - a wilderness of mountains. Dean’s greeted by Bobby sitting at the quiet Roadhouse. Bobby tells Dean that he’s free - and Heaven’s free. Jack opened Heaven and tore down the walls before he took off for places unknown. I am GLAD ABOUT THIS. It’s about time for Heaven to be a true reward, but this show took Dean TOO SOON. “It ain’t just Heaven, Dean. It’s the Heaven you deserve.” Bobby drops one last reveal: “Cas helped.”

They drink together. “it’s almost perfect,” Dean says.

“He’ll be along,” is Bobby’s quiet response. (Our hearts rise thinking about Cas.) Time’s different in Heaven, Bobby explains. (Boris: Jeremy Bearimy, baby!) “What are you gonna do now, Dean?” Dean decides to go for a drive. He gets into Baby and drives away to the tune of “Carry on my wayward son.”

Cut to a montage showing Sam raising a child with “Dean” on the coveralls. (To quote a friend of mine: That goes against basic child safety, Sam!) While Dean drives, Sam raises a son.

In Sam’s house, the portraits only show pictures of the original Winchesters: Sam, Dean, Mary, John. Me to set dressers: EXTREME SIDE EYE - way to show Sam’s “full life.” Sam kept the Impala in storage, and possibly sits in it and weeps from time to time, as one does.

Much later, Sam dies in his home of “old age disease,” as someone on Tumblr put it. “It’s okay, you can go now,” baby Dean tells Sam, mirroring Sam’s words to his brother. AAAAAND Sam out. Remember, words can kill, kids!

Dean stops on a beautiful bridge and gets out to survey the world.

Dean smiles and the camera pans out. “Hey, Sammy,” he says. The boys are wearing the same outfits as the first episode because SYMBOLISM. (Boris: Symbolism? Like there was no growth or change or...Boris will stay out of your mentions.) (Natasha: Exactly.) They hug, and I do get emotional, because I’m not the burnt and broken shell of a fan that I may appear to be.

We get a “thank you” from Jared and Jensen on the bridge, and then the camera pans away to show the crew. We send them a giant box of MASKS FOR FUCK’S SAKE. And then we set this episode aside as unfulfilling fan fiction and move on with our lives.

Am I sad to see this show end? Yes, I am! Were there things I liked about this episode? Sure! Were there things I so viscerally disliked that I’m still sleeping poorly? Absolutely. That’s love, right? We’re still raw, but we WILL BE BACK on Monday with a new recap of an old episode. See you all then!

Quote on My Wayward Son:

I don’t have a choice. This is my destiny

It’s like running into somebody from high school, you know? Somebody you don’t want to see

Stay with me, please

I’m not leaving you. I’m gonna be with you right here, every day

Cas helped

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itsjustmereadingfanfics · 3 years

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Shifting Lines universe

Shifting Lines - Book One

Shifting Lines - Book Two

Shifting Lines - Book Three

By @dovahtobi

Hi guys!

After writing a review to ATYD I need to write something about my favorite fanfic with Remus pov: Shifting Lines. Please, go read and join the Discord!

Here we get a day-to-day school life. I am not kidding, it's written day by day mostly! Tobi, the author, it's the most amazing writer ever. He has every little detail planned! He knows all the side characters, which classes they have, the clothes, how the dorms and bedrooms are mapped. He has the story inside his head and writes ahead of time. It's amazing.

Now you can ask me how Remus is here. Well, we get to know him before Hogwarts while he lives with Hope and Lyall. Be prepared to be mad at them! They are manipulative and super scared of anyone finding out about Remus' lycanthropy. Remus doesn't have scars, he is a very scared of everything child/teen, he stutters, he can heal very fast and has super hearing, strength and vision. And he can't have friends.

Imagine going to Hogwarts, meeting Sirius, James and Peter and being friends with them! They are secret friends then. But it's Lily the first one. And Severus…

Oh, I need to fangirl those teens! Sirius is the most amazing tree! He is tall (and Remus is a small baby bean)! Sirius instantly is friends with James. But since we follow Remus' eyes… we don't get to see how great of a friend those boys are. They fight hard to make Remus a friend!

Remember that Remus can't have friends? And Remus is the most anxious, nervous tern with scary intrusive thoughts and nightmares. Mixed with a Dumbledore ready to groom him in a war (I am seeing you there Albus! Don't get near Remus) and DaDa classes. This boy makes Sirius want to protect him!

Sirius, my favorite. He is hiding a lot, but ready to give all his needs and life to Remus. It's adorable. Since he is the oldest we get the most teenager problems from him! I laugh so much! He talks about penis, boobs, he sees the changes in girls and he flirts! Oh boy! He knows he is handsome.

I have to say that Remus has a lot of problems understanding his feelings and sexuality. So, if you are uncomfortable about a teen talking about cis boys body, changes, reactions, please don't read. If you get nervous about reading panic attacks and sensory overload, please don't read! Here it's full. And it's so well written that it made me worried once that I was invading Remus' space while he was wishing to be alone.

Ok, we get gay crises, straight teens problems, body changing and mental health written in a detailed and real way. If you need any warnings, Tobi can add a /cw for you. Just write to him. He understands. His story will have all representations.

We can't forget that James is the most energetic child ever. And like any boy at his age, he hates girls. He hates Lily! Their fights over anything are so funny! Lily needs to prove herself since she is a muggleborn and she has a life, she is funny, she has friends besides Severus and her friendship with Remus is so precious. They fight, they laugh, they study together. I feel all the time they are real teenagers living in a boarding school with magic.

Don't forget Peter! He is a great character here. He is sweet! He is shy, but has a big place in the group listening, helping and joining in every prank, banter and conversation. He adds a lot to the group. And he gets kisses!!

I love that everyone matures in a slow real way. Remus learns how to deal with people, their magic gets better, they start to have different conversations. Remus learns how to communicate, he is a sassy boy with The Marauders and a shy and nervous with his family, he gets more confident to have big conversations about his worries, to make jokes about himself being a werewolf, to accept himself, to see Sirius and notice his body reactions, he opens his eyes to Sirius' family problems!

I know Tobi is working on a very big story. I know that people that don't read Harry Potter fanfics read his story. Why? Because Tobi knows what he is writing, there is a plan, he knows what will happen in all the years. Even his mom reads his fic! We all love and hate or just "are not sure" of his original characters like Aegis, David, the soon-to-be French boy, Quinn, Fawley, Dedenne, Spinnet, Magpie, Inkwood! Come to know them!

And don't forget to comment on the chapters!!

#wolfstar #wolfstar fanfic #let's talk about fanfics #shifting lines #remus lupin #sirius black #let's talk about Wolfstar fanfics

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the-other-slytherin · 1 year

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TUA SEASON FOUR PREDICTIONS

Nothing, this was a hell scape going in and it will be one going out. I’ve got till it comes out to emotionally fortify myself before I mainline this and honestly: hands sweaty moms spaghetti

Banging Soundtrack

6 notes - Posted September 6, 2022