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After Byzantium plot

Chatting with @castiels-tight-grip last night when my brain got plotty. Screenshots are easier than copying it all and a hell of a lot easier than actually trying to write a legit fic. 😅😅

Though who knows? It could turn into one if people really, really want it.

When I’m explaining a plot to someone it’s always third person. I dunno why but that’s how it be. Sorry if that’s bothersome. Also I get really ramble-y so hopefully you understand what I’m trying to get at. Lol

Anyways the set up is right after last night’s episode so... spoilers. Jack is the only one that knows about the deal because the empty shadow goo-dude made it so Cas doesn’t remember the deal, right? Right, so they’re back home at the bunker and...

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[narisjournal-blog]

These Nights

Fandom: Supernatural

Pairing: Chuck x Reader

Fluff

Words: 1685

Notes: This was a request from honestly years ago and I’m such an asshole for only just posting this - I’m so so sorry. I haven’t included the name or request as it was quite personal. You know who you are :) This is of course a soft, fluffy, loving Chuck from before The Twist in Supernatural. 

Thanks for reading!

***

Warm water cascaded over your hair and your shoulders, soaking you in a chaotic, relentless stream. 

You had long finished your shower but still you stood unmoving in its grasp.

It was cold out there and dark. You held onto the reprieve a little longer.

You gave a heavy sigh.

‘I wish you would show your face,’ you said. ‘I wish... I need...’ 

you sighed again, shaking your head. 

Standing up, you turned off the shower and stepped out. 

You grabbed a towel and quickly wrapped it round you, shivering. 

Once in your pyjamas you sat heavily on your bed and towelled at your hair. You gave up quickly and curled up on your bed, letting the tears flow. All you could see behind tightly closed lids was his face. Those big blue eyes, both gentle and stern at the same time. Chuck- the god you never knew you needed. 

What would he think of you now? You so desperately wanted to see him, but not like this. He would be so disappointed, you thought. 

‘I wish I could be what you want me to be,’ you choked out. 

You always intended to pray before bed; to check in, pay respects and show you were thankful. Like in the movies, knelt by your bed, peaceful and worthy. 

But it never worked out like that. The more you thought about what you wanted to say, the more overwhelmed you became and realised he would never have the time to sit and listen to all of that. 

You began to shiver, partly from your damp hair but mostly from the despair that was taking hold of you.

You felt the mattress dip and you gasped. Then you felt a warm hand on your back and his calm took over you.

You looked up into big blue eyes, full of concern. 

‘Do you really believe that?’ Said Chuck softly. ‘That I don’t have time for you?’

‘It’s not... I mean... I’m just a giant waste of your time. I’m sorry,’ you cringed. 

‘Please,’ He said. ‘Don’t ever apologise for existing.’ Chuck gave your arm a squeeze. ‘And no, you’re not.’

You wiped your eyes and sat up.

‘You have far more important things and I’ve dragged you here.’

‘With all due respect, y/n, you don’t get to tell me how to spend my time.’

You couldn’t look in his eyes long. They broke you. There was so much love that you just couldn’t handle. 

Your shame made you wish you were alone again. 

‘But you don’t really want me to leave, do you?’ He stated softly. 

You continued looking down at the bed.

After an abnormally long silence you gave the smallest shake of your head and sighed. 

‘Is there anything you want to talk about?’ He said, hand resting on your back just below your damp hair.

You shrugged and stuttered. ‘I ... there’s...’ 

So much, you thought. But I can’t even begin to wrap my brain around it. 

You knew he could hear you.

You know what, sometimes I’m just so tired of trying to figure this all out or having to figure out what I mean or where I belong. Sometimes I need you to just tell me! Sometimes I need...

‘Sometimes words are hard. I understand.’

You held your forehead in your hands, as if in some desperate attempt to hide your face. The man was infuriating. You wanted to scream at him, but all you could do was huff out a breath. He could feel you shaking by now. 

‘But you know sometimes the best way to figure things out and understand your needs is to talk. Even if it seems stupid or redundant to you in this moment.’

‘You’re God,’ you almost whispered. ‘You know everything. It is redundant.’

This is why you were better alone. You drew your knees up to your chest and buried your face in your arms.

‘Look you can just go,’ you mumbled. ‘I’m sorry.’ 

He obviously knew what you were going through but was choosing not to help and you felt embarrassed you had even thought about bringing him here. 

After a long silence you realised his hand had not moved from your back. 

‘I’m not going anywhere.’ 

You lifted your head and chanced a glance sideways at him. Your gaze was met by the brightest blue and a rush of warmth and love flooded you again. You looked away.

‘Ok, here’s a deal. You tell me about one thing that’s on your mind and then no more talking, I promise. Deal?’

You sighed heavily. You spoke as the words formed in your mind, slowly and broken up.

‘I don’t know what I’m doing with my life. I feel like...’ you swallowed the lump In Your throat but it didn’t stop your voice from cracking.

‘I feel like I’m not ... not good enough at anything... like I just...’ your voice dropped to a whisper. ‘Take up space.’ 

Chuck rested his head against yours and pulled you into him closer with a sigh. 

He kissed the top of your head and pulled back, brushing hair from your face. His eyes connected with yours and you felt a weight lift of your chest before he had even spoken.

‘Y/N, you matter so much to me. I created you and I have no regrets. I am proud of you every single day because of how strong you are.’

You looked away. ‘I’m not.’

‘Don’t argue with me,’ he said, his voice firm and authoritative now.

Your head whipped back up, surprised by his tone.

Piercing blue charged right through to your soul when he looked into your eyes now.

‘You are strong,’ he affirmed. ‘Strong doesn’t feel easy. You’re stronger than you know.’

Tears began to spill once more, but this time it felt like freedom. For that moment as he held you, you felt truly safe. Loved.

He continued. ‘It might not be clear now. You feel a little lost, I can see that. Trust me. I’ve got you, and you have so much purpose.’

Your shoulders shook as you cried, and he squeezed you once more. Without speaking, he helped you dry your hair, holding you when you shivered.

‘Can you make it warmer?’ you whispered, teeth chattering. He chuckled, pulling the bedcovers back and helping you into bed.

You lay down, curled up on your side and felt Chuck’s warmth move through you as he lay next to you.

You didn’t need to say anything else. You just lay there, allowing yourself to feel safe and relaxing fully for the first time in maybe years. Chuck stroked your hair and said softly, ‘You haven’t been sleeping too good.’

His hand rested on your forehead and you felt a peace radiate from his palm.

‘Goodnight,’ he whispered as you felt your eyelids close and the calm of sleep envelope you.

**

It was already light when you woke, which hadn’t happened for a very long time. Your cheeks flushed with warmth and you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes. Your mind slowly uncoiled itself and you rolled onto your back to find the bedsheets beside you cold. He was gone. Of course he was gone.

Had he really meant all those things, or was he just trying to get some peace away from your spiralling thoughts?

You breathed in deeply, trying not to let your mind poison the calm you had felt with him and – was that cinnamon you smelled? You sat up. It was definitely cinnamon. Sweet cinnamon, and you could hear music. No, singing. You could hear singing.

Pulling a hoodie on, you stood up and made your way downstairs towards the sound.

And there in your kitchen, pulling something out of the oven and humming to himself, was Chuck.

He turned as you entered and beamed. ‘Right on time,’ he said.

‘Did you make cinnamon buns?’

‘I know how much you love them, but never have the energy to make them.’ He placed the tray down on the heat proof mat on the side. Mixing bowls lay strewn clumsily about the sink. Of all the thoughts you could have had in that moment, you honestly wondered if God was going to wash the dishes.

‘You’ve made a mess,’ you added, nodding in that direction.

Chuck raised an eyebrow and folded his arms across his chest.

‘I mean… Thank you,’ you garbled. ‘I- thank you. I love them.’ You surveyed the kitchen once again.

‘But couldn’t you just, you know…’ you pointed your finger, indicating using his powers.

‘Ah, that’s no fun,’ he shrugged.

Chuck leaned across to the cafetiere you had forgotten you had and pushed the top down.

‘I thought you’d have gone. I was expecting you to be gone when I woke up.’

Chuck smiled again. ‘I’m never really gone, you know,’ he said. He poured coffee into a mug and handed it to you, the heat sharp against your palm. ‘I’m always here. Next time you taste coffee, remember this moment.’

You sipped the strong liquid and savoured the taste.

‘Next time you lie in bed feeling alone, remember me there next to you.’

‘Next time I wash the dishes, I’ll remember when you used my kitchen,’ you said with a smirk.

‘Next time you taste a cinnamon bun’- you cut him off.

‘I get the idea, Chuck. So are those ready to eat, or what?’

He chuckled as he divided them onto plates and guided you over to the kitchen table.

And for the first time in forever, the day ahead was filled with hope and the promise that you were not doing this alone.

***

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[thran-duils]

Thran-duils’ heavily encouraged dark!character writing challenge

I’ve wanted to host a writing/prompt challenge for a long time but I’ve always been too nervous (it’s a perpetual thing lmao). Well, I am taking the dive! Rules and all the information below the cut!

Credit to @santacarlahorrorshow for the lovely header! <3

RULES

1. This challenge is 18+. Seriously, don’t be a dick and ignore this rule.

2. Following that, all characters and reader insert are to be 18+

3. I really, really, really encourage dark!characters or dark!reader or both (soft!dark, dark, heavy!dark) for this but they do not have to be if that makes you uncomfortable. A lot of these prompts are going to be leaning towards dark but there are ways to not utilize them that way I’m sure!

4. These fics are to be reader insert.

5. Fandoms accepted are: Supernatural, Marvel, The Walking Dead, and Lord of the Rings verse (I’m begging for some Thranduil here lmao no shame).

6. All characters welcome! But please do not use real life actors for this!

7. Please do not write beastiality. That’s really the only thing I’m gonna be like “plz don’t” kink about.

8. The fics for this must be new, not adding to an already existing story. They can be drabbles, one shots, or a starting chapter for a new series.

9. I went back and forth about this but I think I am not going to put a limit on how many people can choose a prompt. This may come back to backfire on me but one prompt just might be popular and it would be fun to see what variations can come from it!

10. Send me an ask with your prompt you would like and character/s. I will tag you next to the prompt.

11. If you need to back out of the challenge, send me a DM and I will remove you. Things happen!

12. Make sure to tag your fics appropriately if they are dark! Not only does this help people avoid triggers but also you’ve done your due diligence to tell people to gtfo and if they don’t, well, then that’s on them.

13. You do not need to be following me to participate!

14. Please tag the fics as #thranduilswritingchallenge and also tag me to make sure I see it!

15. For lyrics and quotes, please use them in the fic! If there’s breaks in the lyric, feel free to break it up in the fic though. Situations are for encouragement. I did edit one lyric, Olivia O’Brien. I put the songs next to the lyrics in case you want to listen to the song.

16. The deadline for this challenge is September 4, 2021. I will make a masterpost and I will post it either 9/5 or 9/6!

Lyric Prompts

01. “You right, I got my guy. But I, I can’t help it, I want you” (You Right by Doja Cat)

02. “Good girls don’t cry and good girls don’t lie” (Good Girls by CHVRCHES)

03. “But you keep breaking me apart” (Fabric by Half Waif)

04. “Dance like you’re not a liar” (Last Night of an Empire by Imogen Heap) 05. “Two nights in a row, now I know that it’s broken” (Two Nights by Lykke Li) 06. “I want my ring back, baby, that’s a diamond” (Violent by carolesdaughter) 07. “I’ll show you how revenge can taste so sweet” (King by Lilith Czar) 08. “It’s certified, I’m not the nice one” (The Devil by Banks) 09. “Learn to take a hint. I thought I fucking told [you]” (No More Friends by Olivia O’Brien) 10. “What have you been doing? Don’t forget I am your home” (Purge the Poison by MARINA) --> @phantomwarrior12 (Dark!Gabriel) 11. “If I ever gave you a good reason to say goodbye I would regret it” (Getaway by VINCINT) 12. “Find your way back to my bed again” (Tulsa Jesus Freak by Lana Del Rey)

13. “Stop defending me, we’ll go down together” (Night Sway by Dance Gavin Dance)

14. “Don’t apologize for things you really felt” (Love Somebody Else by lovelytheband)

15. “Feeling stuck is fucking up my sanity” (All Your Love by Sir Sly)

16. “You’re so perfect from the outside. I stalked and studied away” (Who I Am by Code Orange)

17. “I used to know you. I never got you back” (Sideways by The Anix)

18. “You show up when I’m all alone” (Numb by Kiiara)

19. “Look out the window, see what you could’ve had” (Weird Leisure by Biffy Clyro)

20. “I hope that I mean it. Doubt it, right? Yeah, so do I” (AWOL by Every Time I Die)

Quote Prompts

01. “Hold out your tongue.”

02. “Can you keep a secret?”

03. “Temper, temper…”

04. “I don’t really feel like fighting.”

05. “Loving you was the most exquisite form of self destruction.” – David Jones

06. “Why are there weapons in my bathroom?”

07. “Go to hell!” “And leave you here all alone?”

08. “I love you.” “Don’t do that to yourself.”

09. “Here. Hold my morals.” --> @shadowshamrock (Dark!Sam Winchester)

10. “Hungry dogs are never loyal.” --> @mdemontespan1667​ (Dark!Jake Jensen)

11. “The girl I’ve heard so much about.”

12. “I was protecting you!”

13. “Just because you’re speaking in a different language doesn’t mean I don’t know you’re cursing me out.”

14. “Oh, don’t blame them. They did their best to try to kill me.”

15. “I don’t know how I would survive without you.”

16. “The whole world thinks you’re dead.”

17. “I wanted to see how you are doing.”

18. “How do we keep getting into these situations?”

19. “You stay awake, do you hear me?”

20. “I’ll hunt you down if I have to.”

21. “Do we have to do this game all over again?”

22. “I said I would be here when you need it.” ( @dollslayer​ -- Dark!Steve Rogers)

23. “You’re quite possibly the worst liar on Earth.”

25. “What is so urgent that you had to wake me up at 2:30am?”

26. “You know if you had just listened to me, we wouldn’t be in this situation!”

27.  “Could you stop being an asshole for just a moment?”

Situation prompts

01. Reader accidentally stumbles upon character burying body and is kidnapped to keep them from talking.

02. Dom!Reader denies character multiple orgasms

03. Reader is a hired assassin and does not expect their target to thwart them with their own skills.

04. Reader and character stranded on the side of the road, night is coming.

05. Reader is ignoring character’s advances and character decides to break into their home to set up a romantic dinner.

06. Winter vacation with reader and character.

07. Mutual masturbation

08. Stormy night and the power goes out. Reader and character find a way to entertain themselves.

09. Reader keeps finding things missing from their apartment and eventually finds out who is taking them.

10. Reader and/or character are in an established relationship with someone else. Unfortunately for them, sex pollen gets in the mix. And oops, one of them let it out on purpose!

11. Reader is a in a dom/sub relationship with character. Ignores dom’s orders to not go out for the night and faces the punishment when they come home.

12. Uniform change turns into something naughty.

13. Reader runs into character, who happens to be their ex that they ghosted.

14. College AU where Reader is an RA and one of their residents is hell bent on getting them to break the rules.

15. Reader goes to the cops with evidence that character is stalking them.

16. Reader being hunted by character (or even more fun, characters!).

17. Pregnant sex

Remember to have fun!!!

Tagging some people who may be interested in participating (please do not feel obligated!!): @sherrybaby14 @shadowshamrock @greenappleeyes @mcudarklibrary @mcnegan @afanofmanystuffs

[waywardmoeyy]

While No One’s Home

Castiel x Reader

Word Count: 1,125

Warnings: All kinds of smut (fingering, oral sex [female receiving], vaginal sex, hints of edging).

A/N: It’s been a minute since I’ve written any smut, so here’s this.

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Castiel’s firm chest pinned you against the plush sheets of your bed. His smooth, warm skin skimmed against yours as his hand slithered beneath him, slowly making its way down your torso.

God, you loved it when no one was home. You could do whatever you wanted without the brothers or the young Nephilim interrupting you with a case, or just to annoy you. You just has each other, and the whole bunker at your disposal.

Cas raised himself up on one arm, guiding the other to your aching core. One long, thick finger slid between your slick folds, quickly finding your begging entrance. You spread your legs as wide as you could, pleading for him to enter.

“Cas,” you whimpered rolling your hips. Your lips quivered as his name barely escaped your throat. He had been teasing you for over an hour, offering only the lightest of touches before turning his attention to another part of your body. You prayed that the teasing was finally over, and he would just fuck you already.

Cas slipped two fingers into your dripping hole, forcing a sharp breath from you. His thumb reached for your clit, pressing ever so lightly as he slowly swirled his rough skin against you. Oh, fucking finally.

“Cas,” you groaned as your back arched against the mattress. He knelt beside your right thigh, bending his long, toned body over you while he studied your every move. His cock bounced against his lower abdomen, flushed while beads of pre-cum leaked from the tip. He was beautiful, which made all of the teasing that much more painful.

“Faster, please,” you pleaded. But, Castiel just kept his pace, a smirk curling over his lips as you began to squirm.

“Oh, I don’t think you’re quite ready yet,” Cas baited. You let out a frustrated huff and rolled your hips. Cas slowed down a little, then pulled his hand from you completely.

“Cas,” you whined again. But, your heart quickly began to race as he crawled between your legs and lowered himself down, holding his legs just inches from your dripping pussy. He winked up at you, then leaned down and ran his tongue slowly up your folds. Your head fell back as a loud moan shot from your throat.

Cas chuckled against your heated skin the moment his tongue met your clit. The tip of his tongue swirled around your clit while his tongue wrapped around the sensitive flesh. You could feel him rolling his hips against the sleek sheets, in desperate need of friction. You peered up and moaned at the sight of him, wishing it was you he was thrusting against. You reached down and grabbed a handful of luscious hair while you rocked your hips against his face. He groaned, grasping your hips and pinning them down to the mattress.

“Cas, oh my—” Your voice cracked as the pressure built up in your core. “Cas, d-don’t stop. Please, I’m so close,” you puffed. One hand gripped the sheets, while the other gripped at Cas’ hair, your nails lightly biting into his scalp.

“I’m gonna—" before you could finish your sentence, your orgasm surged over you. Your back arched and your eyes fluttered shut while your clit throbbed against Cas’ lips. Cas’ hands gripped around your thighs in an effort to keep your wiggling form in place as he guided you through your high.

Then, Cas gripped your hips and forced you onto your stomach. He leaned over you, his chest following the curve of your spine as he pinned your shoulders down onto the mattress. Then, he leaned back up, pulling your hips up with him so your ass was pointed straight up towards him.

A large, rough hand skated over the smooth curve of your ass. “Stay just like this,” he commanded with a growl. “So beautiful.” You whimpered with excitement as he spread your legs wider. You watched him out of the corner of your eye as his hands urged the inner parts of your thighs apart.

Once you were in the perfect position, Cas gripped his cock. He pumped it a few times, coaxing a low groan from this throat, then lined it up with your entrance.

“Cas,” you breathed, “fuck me please.” Cas positioned both hands on the sides of your ass, then slowly slipped the tip of his cock into your slick cunt. He moved ever so slightly, creating only the tiniest bit of friction.

“You’re so wet,” Cas praised in a teasing tone. He knew exactly what he was doing to you. And he loved every second of it.

“Castiel, I need you to fuck me already,” you growled below him. You heard him chuckle, then grip your ass a little tighter.

Cas’ name rushed from your lips as he pumped his swollen cock deep inside you. He rolled his hips as he tugged your hips towards him, meeting his every move. With each thrust, he filled you completely, stretching your walls with a sweet burn.

Cas never spoke much during sex, but the sounds that left this throat were downright sinful. Grunts and guttural groans filled the air, mingling with the occasional hiss of your name. His eyes fluttered and his nose scrunched a little as he picked up his pace, signaling the he was close to his peak.

“Oh, Cas, fuck,” you muttered against the sheets. He quickened his pace, as if the mere sound of your voice was pushing him closer to the edge.

His movements faltered and his body tensed as he gripped you even tighter. A low groan followed by your name filled the air as he spilled deep into you. You watched from the corner of your gaze as he slammed into you, sweat dripping down his milky torso and his hands gripped you for dear life.

Once he slowed, his lungs practially gasped for air. One of the hands that had gripped your hips smoothed up your spine, then back down before both hands released you. Cas leaned back onto his heals, then quickly collapsed beside you. You followed suit, turning towards him.

“I thought angels didn’t sweat,” you teased, tracing your finger down the center of his chest. He chuckled, raising a hand to gently cup your cheek.

“I think there are certain circumstances where that may not be entirely true,” he played. His glacier blue gaze caught yours, making you smile.

“Sam, Dean, and Jack will be back the day after tomorrow,” you informed him with a hint of disappointment. Cas smiled.

He lifted himself up, capturing your lips. You giggled as he hovered over you and wrapped his arm around your waist. “Then that gives me two whole days to love you without interruption.”

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Dean x Plus Size Reader 

Word Count: 2150

Warnings: Mutual Masturbation, Female receiving Oral

I love all the likes and reblogs but I really do want your feedback. Please leave me a comment; let me know what worked or what didn’t. If you hated it let me know what I could do different. It may determine how I write my next fic.

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[lone-wolf-inside]

Beauty and the Beast - Parts 1 & 2

Author’s Note: Hey guys! This is the creative piece I was telling you about. I haven’t written much for this story (mainly because of the 1650 word count I had to stick to), but I might add more. Also, I may change some of it if I decide to write more

P.S. Sorry it’s a bit long (blame the form I wrote it in) and warning there is a slight bit of violence...

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[liamakorn]

Ten Songs Tag Game

List ten songs you're currently obsessed with and tag ten other people!

I was tagged by @writing-reigns

1. The Overpass - Panic! at the Disco

2. The Rains of Castamere (literally always the case) - Game of Thrones but specifically the version sung by Lizz Robinett on YT check her out I adore her

3. Perfect - Ed Sheeran

4. Impossible Year - Panic! at the Disco

5. How Far I'll Go - Moana

6. Oh John - Far Cry 5 (yall better stop judging me its a fuckin bOP)

7. Dying in LA - Panic! at the Disco (they're new album is fucking FANTASTIC okay)

8. I Dont Love You - My Chemical Romance

9. I Wish You Would - Taylor Swift

10. Nearly Witches - Panic! at the Disco (do you see a theme? I listen to mainly Panic! and Im not even remotely sorry)

I tag @papi-chulo-bucky @floral-and-fine @aliciawentzshadows @captain-ariel-barnes @burntnipplecrispies @consulting-cannibal @moondancewrites @greenappleeyes @projectatedensgate @jaamesbbarnes

And anyone who wants to join! I love these things, feel free to tag me in them all!!

[greenappleeyes]

Yes, Father

Summary: Dean drags you and Castiel to a Halloween costume party for a “case.”

Warnings: Smut, priest!kink, d/s, role play, male receiving oral (facefucking)

A/N: This is for @sparklingcas Halloween challenge from fucking forever ago that I just couldn’t seem to finish until now. Sorry for the lateness? But let’s be real he, she knows I can’t be on time for shit. She loves me anyways.

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The Power At His Fingertips

Ok so it’s finally done.

I’ll be honest I do miss sweet fluffy Chuck, but there is so much room in my life for evil sexy Chuck. Like SO much.

It struck me that as a lover, Chuck would get away with very little actual skill and strikes me now as the kind of dude who would flaunt the fact that he could make you come just by looking at you if he wanted to.

Part of me would be drunk on that power and here my vision is kind of like y/n is sticking with Chuck, by his side, helping him etc because she has become addicted to his power.

I think there will be more to this, but I’m not going to make promises just yet.

Chuck x Reader

Smut

Words: 1,182

Warnings: NSFW, choking, smut, fingering, hair pulling.

***

You sat on the bar with your legs hanging. Your boots gave a gentle thud as they idly swung against the wood.

‘I’m going out for an hour,’ Chuck said as he walked towards the door. He didn’t turn to look at you. He knew you would try and bargain with him and he liked it when you begged.

You drew breath and closed your eyes for a moment, trying to find the right words.

‘Chuck,’ you started with. ‘Hey don’t go.’

‘I’ll be back before you know it,’ he answered, without even pausing.

‘Chuck,’ you said, a little more weight behind your voice. He stopped. Your heart hammered as he turned to face you, eyebrow cocked with a smirk on his lips.

‘Maybe...’ you faltered. ‘Maybe... lay off the Winchesters... for a bit?’

His face hardened and he sighed. He had already been over this with you.

‘They think they can beat me. They need to be shown they’re wrong.’

You had to think fast.

‘I know,’ you said, now casting your eyes down and watching your boots as they bounced.

‘But could you give them a week off?’

He rolled his eyes.

‘And stay here... with me,’ you said, flicking your eyes up to meet his.

You knew that got him, the big eyes and the long lashes. It gave him pause, you saw it.

‘You’re cute when you do that,’ he said, stepping closer to you. The smirk had returned to his face.

‘What?’

‘Appeal to my better nature. Are you trying to be moral?’ He continued before you could answer. ‘Because I’m God. I decide what’s right and wrong.’

‘I know,’ you said again.

He now leant on the bar next to you. Words fluttered through your mind and from your vantage point up there the word that you settled on was small. He looked small.

He exhaled sharply and tilted his head, hearing exactly what you were thinking. He must’ve known by now that you did it on purpose.

He bit his lip, considering. Then bright blue eyes fixed on you with expectation and a hint of playful wickedness.

‘Go on then.’ He said. ‘I’m listening. Plead your case.’

You knew that look. You knew what was about to happen. He was going to show you just how powerful he was.

Chuck stepped up the step so now he was level with you. He rolled up his shirtsleeves as you continued.

‘Sam and Dean have been through a lot, they’ve...’

Chuck slid his hand onto your bare thigh and eased it under your skirt.

His fingers left a tingling trail where they touched.

‘Kept you entertained and they’re...’

He ran his fingers through your hair.

You were struggling to get the words out.

‘They’re good guys,’ you stuttered.

Chuck tugged your head gently up, revealing your neck. He began to kiss your neck. You let out a shaky breath, the warmth spreading through your body.

‘Please,’ you whispered.

At this point you weren’t sure what you were pleading for. Because you most certainly didn’t want him to stop.

‘Please what?’ He purred against your neck.

His hand continued up your skirt until he found his target and his fingers grazed against you ever so lightly.

You could feel the power sparking as a wave of pleasure fluttered through you and gasped.

‘That’s cheating,’ you said, just above a whisper.

Chuck grinned. ‘I know. You were saying?’

You tried to focus as he returned to kissing your neck. His fist tightened in your hair.

‘Please, just go easy on ...’ You gasped as he drew his fingers over you once more, pleasure shooting through your core.

You felt a shift in his energy and he kissed harder, sucking on your neck to make a hickey. He liked to remind you who you belonged to.

You forgot entirely what you were saying when he moved your underwear aside and he pushed his fingers inside you.

You could feel the electricity of his power shooting through your core and you spread your legs, leaning your head back. His cologne filled your head as you breathed him in.

He smiled against your neck.

‘Do you want me to stop?’

‘No,’ you breathed.

He smirked knowing he had won.

He didn’t waste any time, moving his fingers inside you with a kind of urgency that took over your entire body.

He moved his hand from your hair to your throat. The wickedness sparked in his eyes again when you opened yours to look at him.

He had you melting at his fingertips in minutes and as your climax began to build you leant back, moving your arm back to support yourself.

You felt your phone buzz in your bra where you kept it, but Chuck didn’t falter in his movements. His eyes simply shifted to your boobs.

‘Why is Dean Winchester texting you?’ He asked. His hand tightened around your throat.

When you tried to answer but couldn’t, he eased his grip. His eyes pierced right through your soul and you couldn’t lie to him. Didn’t even want to.

‘He asked me to stall you,’ you said.

To your surprise, he laughed.

‘This won’t take long,’ he said, ramping up the speed of his movements. Power sparked from his fingertips.

Your body was on fire and you cried out as you came hard all over his hand.

He withdrew from you slowly, wiping his hand on his jeans.

He moved his other hand from your throat to stroke your cheek with the back of his hand.

Your phone buzzed again against your chest and before you could think fast enough, chuck had grabbed it from your bra.

He opened the text and you exhaled sharply, your senses still peaked having not had a chance to come down yet.

Chuck shook his head, eyes narrowing.

‘Y/N, I’m disappointed,’ he said, flicking his eyes up to fix on yours again. ‘Consorting with the enemy, while you swore I was your guy?’

‘I’m sorry, Chuck,’ you breathed heavily.

‘You know, what has Dean Winchester got that I haven’t? Oh that’s right, nothing,’ he said, crushing your phone in his hand.

With another deep breath you gathered yourself.

‘I can get a new phone.’

He fixed his eyes on you once again. ‘Do I need to question your loyalty?’ He asked simply.

You smiled. ‘Chuck, you’re my guy. But don’t think that means I’m gonna make it easy for you.’

He smiled softly. ‘Good. Let them think they’ve got you. Throw them off.’

He brushed his hand over your cheek and leaned in for a kiss that was surprisingly tender. Then he pulled away and began again walking towards the door.

‘You can’t tease me like that, Chuck,’ you said.

He laughed. ‘Oh honey I’ll be back. I’m just getting started with you.’

He glanced back at you with hunger in his eyes, clicked his fingers, then he left.

You watched the door swing shut and sipped on the Margherita now in your hand. THAT was what you wanted to hear.

***

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I saw somebody else do this so... what do I think my top three darkest fics are and why do I love them?

Two of these are Tony fics. What a surprise. There are others too but these three just stand out to me. All of them have links from the intro post to their first chapters.

All the Kings Horses

Fem!Reader x Demon King!Castiel

I LOVE LABYRINTH. And I love Legend. And I just went balls to the wall with this dark AU Castiel fic where he is a mixture of Jareth and the Darkness from both Labyrinth and Legend. And the reader is a mix of Sarah and Lily from both movies. I wove a bunch of Supernatural characters into this. This took a very long time and I had a great co-writer and she also beta’d, willowinglove. And I kept bouncing ideas of greenappleeyes too because she shares my same obsession with the two movies. This AU Cas is so heinous and I do thoroughly enjoy a good villain. I would say this kicked the door wide open for me to write dark fics.

Was Ich Liebe

Fem!Reader x Dark!Mob Tony

Ooooh, boy! I am a *slut* for this Tony and I hate myself for it. He is abusive on multiple levels, and controlling, and a murderer! I am honestly ashamed I like him as much as I do. He’s also got a touch of a breeding kink and that’s really centered in his control issue. But, I liked writing it because this AU Tony is just so oblivious to how insane he is and it’s everyone else who has the problem, not him. This story does not have a feel good ending!

Black Crown

Fae!Fem Reader x Dark!King Tony, Fae!Fem Reader x Wanda

I had such a good, fulfilling time writing this fic. I made myself cry on a couple chapters as I was writing. I was very invested in this. I just could not stop thinking about this as I was writing it even when I wasn’t writing about it. It was like a lucid dream tbh. Sometimes I’m like you could have fine tuned this and made it into a novel. But I loved the world building I did and just writing such a despicable character that I used for this AU Tony. And unlike ATKH, there was a sweet ending where peace was found for the reader. She just had to be dragged through the coals to be able to reach it ;____; And ngl, like Demon!King Cas, I was like Dark!King Tony “he hot tho”.

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Yellow Y’all!

This is an update on all my writing stuff. Participation requested!

So, I reminded myself that I had a shitload of things sitting around. And they need to be posted. So, I found time in my busy, busy life to take a look. I have so many!!!

So, first of all, I'd like to announce a new drabble series: Editor's Elysium!

You're an assistant editor, and you've recently managed to get a promotion to be work under Castiel, the erotica editor who is purported to be able to fix anything and turn it into something on the New York Times Bestseller list. And along with you, he's gotten a new job: Angels, Demons and Everything In-Between (working title), by Dean Winchester. You soon remember that editing can be a fun, frustrating, and sometimes futile job, but whatever it is, Castiel is the best editor you've ever worked under. (Drabble series, implied Castiel x Reader, because it's me, duh. All tales here are strictly fictional, of course, and really have no basis in reality. Really, why would you think that?)

Now, the next part is where you all come in! I need votes! I have 7 WIPs/drabbles that I can finish and post.

(This got long so everything else is under the cut!)

Here are the contenders:

A Purgatory Cas X Reader fic, a oneshot that involves dirty fucking (idea).

Casifer X Sam X Reader threesome (The Devil and His Vessel)- Lucifer, since taking up the vessel of Castiel, is determined to outshine Sam in every way possible- including pleasuring you. (1200 words written, probably a oneshot).

ABO Castiel X Reader crack (Prompt: Vibrator malfunction)- 460 word drabble. Needs last sentence.

'These Are My Favorite Things' SPN version. I have three verses written and am planning to record and release it if I can find a musical accompaniment!

Dean X Reader and Castiel X Reader two or three part miniseries. Dean knows how much you like Cas but still baits you about it on a drunken night. Cas, of course, finds out. (I'm not as into this series but if everyone's into it I guess I could write it).

Dom/Sub Castiel X Reader- Castiel comes home angry, and falls back on the structure of his relationship with you. 925 words written, maybe about 1/3 done. NSFW oneshot, my take on showing a healthy D/S relationship.

Porn Star AU Castiel x Reader - Series. You and Castiel are some of the biggest names in the industry, but have never worked together before... Until now, when you're both offered to come shoot a sex on the beach movie on location. Your stay starts off with a bang as you meet a handsome stranger the first night you're there, and only gets more complicated as the shoot is forced to be extended while a tropical storm blows through. Will you and your costar ever be able to work together professionally? Obviously NSFW, 90 words written. Mostly still an idea.

I'd also like to announce that I'm planning on doing audiofics- the audiobook equivalent of my fics, and also any other fics (by other authors, with permission) by request. I am actively taking requests for which fic I should do first.

Now, I have more plots sitting around (including the Fallen Angel AU, featuring Dark!Cas and the Fantasy AU, featuring polyamory), but I think this is enough for now.

I also have the next part of Falling is Flying ready to go, sans editing. I just haven't had time. I also have one more part of The Cabin to write, edit, and publish, whenever I get to that, and I can post the last two parts. Hopefully I can manage that by the end of the year.

Please tell me the two WIPs you'd like me to go forward on first! All of these should eventually be posted, but if left to my own devices it's gonna be a really long time. Don't be afraid to pester me!

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@shaylybaby2032 Thank you so much! 🥰 You have no idea how much this means because I get discouraged with writing from time to time. It’s nice knowing my stuff is actually enjoyed!

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My best advice for fic writers?

Get thee an enabler.

By that, I mean that you should have a friend who will encourage you to write whatever makes you happy. 

Self-indulgent stuff you think no one else will like? They’ll devour it. 

You’ve stumbled into a new ship? They’ll send you all the prompts you could ever want.

Every fic writer should have someone like that.

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Story Ideas... Help!

Hey guys!

Beauty and the Beast isn’t really going anywhere - I couldn’t think of what to add next. But, thanks to a homework I had to do for Creative Voice 1 (creating five ‘What if’ questions), I’ve come up with five potential story ideas. Two of them I might have to use for assignments for Creativity and Creative Voice 1, but I’m thinking about writing one of them for fun (and without a word limit of around 1500 to 2000 words).

So, I just want your opinions. Which one do you think will work best? Which one do you want to see come to life?

P.S. The ideas aren’t complete. They just came to me after I wrote down the ‘What if’ questions...

1. What if part of the Devil lived inside me?

A group of Satanists wanted the Prince of Darkness to return. They prayed to demons, begging for them to help. Only one replied. The demon told the humans the task wouldn’t be easy and that if they took part, all of them will go to Hell. The task they had to complete was to get a child and bring the child to the demon. Once the demon thought the child was acceptable, he took some of the Devil’s grace and injected it into the child. Title: Not Today Satan

2. What if Queens Road Student Village (my student accommodation) was a mental institution?

Screams echo down the corridors. The building is meant to help those in need, not torture them. Patients are starved. Beaten. They’re left to rot. One patient in particular, suffers a lot. A young adult blamed her parents’ death on her imaginary friends. She has been in homes like this for fourteen years. Her last support home thought this was the best place for her, where she can be fixed. But not here, not in Bedlam 2.0. Title: Queens Road

3. What if each child was given a guardian angel to watch over them, but you were still waiting for yours?

The perfect gift for a child is a guardian angel. The right time to receive one? There isn’t one. Well, that’s what one child gets told by all the grown-ups. She’s the only child in existence not to be matched-up with a guardian angel. All her friends have one, but not her. She’s alone. Lost. There is however, one angel who offers to support her. His name is Samael, but the angels don’t know about his descent to Earth or what he plans… Title: Fallen Angel

4. What if I forgot who I was?

Nothing is the same, not anymore. A year has gone by, but she can’t remember a thing. All she remembers is the people she loves; her family, her friends. But when her friend from university asks if she’s alright, she has no clue who her friend is. Getting called by a different name to the one she knows, getting treated like a psycho. She doesn’t know who or what she is anymore. But she needs to find out, even if it kills her. Title: A Hurtful Truth

5. What if you befriended Death and he gave you a choice, kill or be killed?

Become Death’s personal reaper or die? Pick one. Becoming the reaper sounds like the lesser of two evils. Killing people on a list that Death gives you, having your own scythe sounds so much better than being murdered yourself, right? But even befriending Death has its consequences, being hunted by hunters or even the Devil and his hellhounds. Title: Death’s at the Door

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Fan Fiction Writer Day!

Whooohooooo. It’s a good day. Shout out to allll these amazing inspiring writers and the work that they put out! When I first joined tumblr not that long ago I did not expect to find such beautifully written quality work. I remember reading fan fiction 10 years ago about Bam Margera and Gerard Way, and since then it’s grown so much and the creators have stepped the game up completely. These are the few that have literally killed my soul with their writing, and can alwayys guarantee me a stir of emotions. These few inspired me to start writing again myself and gave me the courage to post my work. Love ya’ll!

@jesbakescookies, @wayward-mirage @kazosa @reigningqueenofwords @reallyelegantsharkfish @lucifer-in-leather @natasha-cole @crowley-you-sinnamon-roll @sis-tafics @fanforfanatic @casloveshisfreckles @angelsandhuntersgalore @crzcorgi @bloodstained-porcelain-doll @brainheartpizza @theshygirlao3 @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog @wheresthekillswitch @fictionalabyss @greenappleeyes @ilostmyshoe-79 @jdmfanfiction @littlegreenplasticsoldier @lamthetwickster @mkate-writes-things @not-moose-one-shots @pepperwoodatnight @quiddy-writes @torn-and-frayed

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Memories- gif drabble

Prompt: “Memories” (Also loosely inspired by the song “Life Eternal” by Ghost)

Blame @willowing-love for this... content warnings in tags

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Angels have perfect, photographic memory. They can easily remember the smallest of details without any effort.

Castiel will forever be able to recall the sound of your laughter, the way your eyes lit up when you watched fireworks, or how hard you’d fight about something you were passionate about.

He’ll never forget the taste of your lips or the feeling of you skin against his; the love that blossomed between you both.

He will always remember the big and the small, stupid fights you’d have or the times you had gotten injured while hunting; the fear he’d felt over the idea of you being taken from him so suddenly.

For every bad memory, there are a dozen good ones; but it will never dull the hollow ache of losing you. Even as your body grew weaker with age, while he remained the same, his love for you never faded.

Even the happiest of moments taste bittersweet now that you’re gone and all he has left of you are memories.

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The Time We Wasted

I found this in my drafts having never actually posted it like last year. 

Rob x Reader

1,165 words

Flangst

Notes: Forgot I finished this! It survived being deleted by the baby lol. I actually got this idea from one of @natasha-cole ‘s prompts. The line was ‘Oh my God can you please shut the fuck up?’

***

‘And you’re saying everyone knows this?’ You asked Billy.

He looked a little uncomfortable now and shrugged.

‘I mean ... it’s kind of obvious.’

Your mind was racing.

‘Do people... I mean do you guys like... talk about it? With Rob?’ You shifted uncomfortably.

Billy ran his hand through his hair and sighed.

‘He has no idea.’

You relaxed a little.

‘But... I’m pretty sure Rich is gonna talk to him.’

‘What?’ You felt the colour drain from you. ‘I have to find him.’

You hurried out of the room to find Rich.

‘Y/N!’ Billy called after you weakly.

It didn’t take long to find them. They were in the hotel bar, beers in hand.

You slowed and stopped when you got near, heart pounding in your chest. What if you were too late? What would you even say?

It seemed your timing was impeccable.

‘Robbie, she’s crazy about you. How can you not see it?’

Rob rested his beer on the table and bit his lip. He was frowning, processing, you thought.

He ran his hand over the side of his face and exhaled heavily.

Anger flashed in his eyes.

‘Why would she...’ he stuttered. ‘Why would...’

You went to steady yourself on the table next to you but in your haste you knocked several empty bottles clattering into each other. The noise caused both Rob and Rich to turn.

As their eyes settled on you, you turned to hurry away, heart pounding and head racing.

What was the end of that sentence? ‘Why would she be delusional enough to think I would be interested in her?’

‘Why would anyone be interested in her?’

You heard your name being called behind you but didn’t stop or turn. You crashed into the door, pushing it open with the weight of your panic and felt the cool fresh air of outdoors against your face. Tears burned in your eyes.

You heard the door clatter once more and upped your pace, although there was really nowhere else you could go. You realised you had come to an enclosed beer garden, brick surrounding on all sides.

Rob grabbed your arm and pulled you so you were forced to turn to him.

‘Y/N,’ he said, the irritation clear in his voice. ‘Would you look at me?’

Reluctantly you shifted your eyes to his. You thought you maybe saw sadness in them, but shook it off.

You had been so painfully obsessed with the man for so long now, you saw whatever you wanted to see. Maybe you were delusional.

You looked down at his hand on your arm, his grip probably tighter than he realised.

He let go.

‘I...I’m sorry,’ you scrambled, stepping backwards. ‘Please just forget about it - I don’t expect ... I mean I know you could never... I’m just useless and pathetic and I’m so sorry please don’t think I’m a creep or ... ‘ you spoke so fast even you couldn’t quite make out what you were saying.

‘Y/N,’ Rob said, jaw taut with frustration.

‘or... I’ll stop hanging out with you guys. I’ll just disappear and then...’

‘Y/N! Oh my God can you please shut the fuck up?’

Silence. You stared at him in bewilderment, breath ragged and heavy. Instinctively you took another step back, but realised again all that was behind you was a wall.

Rob drew breath to speak, but it seemed like now he had the floor, words escaped him.

He shook his head, exhaling heavily then stepped forward.

He pushed your shoulders so you were now up against the wall, then he pinned your wrists either side of your head.

His lips crashed into yours and before you realised what was happening, you were kissing him back. His lips were eager and harsh, beard scratching against your tender skin, his tongue finding yours.

He let go of your wrists and threaded his fingers through your hair, pinning you now with his warm body against yours.

you realised this is what it would feel like pressed beneath him.

Your now free hands instinctively went to his waist and gripped him tight.

Rob’s lips moved from yours and an involuntary whimper stirred in your throat.

He opened his eyes at that and began kissing your neck instead, watching you.

Your whimper turned into a groan and your hands slipped to his ass to pull him closer.

But then he inhaled deeply, pulling his lips away from you. Your grip on him remained tight and he was still pressed against you, which made everything he said more intense.

He brushed your messy hair from your face.

‘Why would you not tell me?’ He asked, his voice now much softer - somewhere just above a purr.

‘I didn’t think... you would be interested,’ you basically whispered. You were unable to meet his eyes.

Rob scoffed and shook his head. ‘You turned me down! Several times!’

‘I... really? That was...?’ You dug deep into your memory of when you had first been getting to know him. ‘I thought I imagined... really?’

‘You imagined nothing. I was really disappointed and so confused about how you acted around me.’

‘I... I...’ You were speechless. How could you have misinterpreted everything so embarrassingly wrong?

You looked back up into his eyes and saw now the intensity and the eagerness with which he regarded you.

It’s like his eyes were drinking you in.

‘I thought you were mad at me,’ you said to the floor.

‘I am mad at you. For wasting so much time thinking you weren’t good enough.’ He took your face in his hand. ‘Why the fuck would you think that?’

He kissed you firmly again and moved quickly down to your neck. He learned fast.

You grabbed onto the fabric at his bicep, needing to steady yourself.

As much as you wanted to just melt into him and the the way he was making you feel, you still had a lot to say to each other.

‘Why... why wouldn’t you say something?’ You said, eyes still closed as his teeth grazed the skin of your neck.

He sighed against you then looked into your eyes again.

‘Look, when a lady says no, she means no.’

You nodded, so angry at yourself. Tears burned in your eyes. ‘Whatever your reasons I wanted to respect that.’

He ran his fingers through your hair again.

‘Let’s start from here,’ he said.

You heard whispering and looked over Rob’s shoulder to see a few people who had come out with their drinks watching you.

‘Rob,’ you said, alarmed.

He turned, then took your hand and guided you through the people and back through the door. He didn’t say where he was taking you and you didn’t care. In fact neither of you spoke until you reached his hotel door. He unlocked it silently and led you inside to make up for all the time you had lost.

***

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