#AND AND AND WHEN HE SEES YOU PUMPING THEM OUT TO STORE HE GOES 'wait let me help' AND HE STARTS SUCKING AND NOW HE'S ADDICTED

[zhongrin]

thinking about dragon hubby's lizard brain going crazy haywire when seeing you pregnant and lactating

[starshideurfics]

Thirsty Thursday - Family Video

steddie, omegaverse, mdni 🔞

Eddie’s putzing around in the horror section at Family Video when the bell over the door jingles. He glances without thinking, shocked to see Robin Buckley lead Steve Harrington inside.

He’s nosy, wants to know what the hell is up with that. But he also doesn’t want to attract Keith’s attention. Eddie’s taking his time to hang in the A/C as long as possible, nearly an hour already.

Not that Buckley is capable of being quiet, so he hears plenty.

How they’re job hunting and how Robin probably knows more about film than Keith does. How Steve Fuckin’ Harrington likes Return of the Jedi! Even if he can’t remember the title and calls ewoks teddy bears. 

Color Eddie surprised.

Add in Steve’s bright, colorblocked outfit and his swoopy hair, the way he absolutely takes out the Fast Times promotional standee and hurries to fix it, resume in his mouth like an enthusiastic labrador retriever.

Embarrassingly, Eddie realizes he’s been pumping out his campfire and marshmallow scent, too charmed to lock down his sudden interest, subconsciously trying to draw in the stupidly endearing omega.

He figures he should go before he actually catches any attention, dipping around the counter and out the door, but not before he hears Buckley and Harrington get hired on the spot.

It’s easy enough for Eddie to memorize Steve’s schedule, only going to rent movies while he’s working. Sometimes he drags the guys with him, or maybe just Jeff, giving more cover to surreptitiously stare at the moles on Steve’s neck.

“You aren’t being nearly as sneaky as you think,” Jeff mutters on more than one occasion . “Just go talk to him.”

“Can’t.” Eddie keeps Jeff between himself and the counter, eyes on the slasher movies like he’s agonizing over his decision.

“Why not?”

“Cuz I’ll say something stupid like, ‘Please, sit on my face, I wanna drown in your pussy.’ That’s why,” Eddie whispers, risking a glance towards Steve.

“What? Seriously!”

“Have you seen what a mess he is now? And add in that apple pie scent—my mouth is watering and my dick is—”

“Christ! I’m sorry I asked. But I still think you should talk to him.” Jeff turns his attention to the shelf in front of them. “Nightmare on Elm Street?” he asks, reaching for the case.

“Yeah…” Then Eddie stares as Jeff brings the tape up to the counter, his best friend effortlessly making small talk and laughing as he rents the movie. Like a coward, Eddie hurries out of the video store, waiting for Jeff in his van.

When Eddie goes to return the tape the next day, he’s surprised when Steve looks at Robin and says, “I’m going on my break,” even as he accepts the tape from Eddie, their fingers brushing.

“Yeah, whatever,” Robin answers, flipping through a magazine.

Broad fingers wrap around Eddie’s wrist and drag him back to the Family Video break room past the “Employees Only” sign.

Steve smiles at him as he closes the door behind them. “Sorry. Just got tired of waiting for you to make a move.”

“What?” Eddie has never known Steve Harrington to be the kind of omega who waits for an alpha.

“You aren’t doing a very good job of controlling your scent.”

Eddie gulps, cheeks heating.

“And your friend said you were super into me, which… Yeah, definitely picked up on that.”

Nodding, Eddie waits for his tongue to untie, pretty sure he’s gonna die first when Steve steps closer, presses his hand to Eddie’s chest. “You surprised me,” he manages to say.

“Sorry about that.” Steve doesn’t look sorry at all as he leans in, sniffs at Eddie’s neck. “I’m too used to Robin, bad at personal space with pack.”

“Not what I meant—the ewoks—I mean. Shit. Wait.” Eddie closes his eyes, Steve’s scent filling his nose and making him warm. He smells safe. Familiar.

“Yes?” Steve murmurs, hand moving up to touch the skin above the collar of Eddie’s shirt.

“Not pack, what do you mean bad at personal space with pack?”

“Can tell you should be pack.” He nuzzles at Eddie’s cheek and whispers, “Want to be your pack.”

Eddie gives into his instincts then, whining and holding Steve’s face still, bringing their mouths together. He has no idea what he’s doing, but Steve clearly does as he gentles the kiss, grinning as he pulls away.

“My shift ends at seven. Meet me at my place at seven-thirty.”

Eddie nods. “Uh-huh, yep, whatever you say.”

Steve glances up at the clock. “But we’ve still got six minutes before my break ends, and you need to practice,” he teases, pulling Eddie back in for another kiss.

[petersbaby]

Virgin!eddie x reader featuring Steve

A/N: this takes place in college and it’s gonna be an awkward read most likely because, well, he’s a virgin and that’s a given. Don’t tell me it’s cringe or I will bite you I know it is that’s the point

Warnings: cuckolding kinda, smut (sex), awkward/virgin Eddie

-

“She loves it. See?” Steve starts, his voice coming from behind you, speaking to the boy across the room and then to you, “Don’t ya love it, baby?”

“Yes, Stevie.” You lift your head up off the pillows your face was buried in to respond. You don’t know quite how, but you’ve ended up in a situation that goes something like this: your boyfriends best friend, who he shares a dorm room with, has some perverted tendencies and your boyfriend tends to enable them.

Eddie would watch you two fuck, Steve would show Eddie nude pictures of you that he took on his Polaroid camera, Eddie would masturbate at the thought of you, soon getting comfortable enough to start masturbating at the sight of you.

Right in front of you. You couldn’t deny that he’s big, never in a million years. But you never said it out loud, it was more of a secret thought to you because you knew you shouldn’t be thinking it. No matter what, Steve enjoyed this, he liked the strange power dynamic. He had something his friend didn’t and he loved to show you off.

Eddie was basically a virgin, chronically lonely and sexually frustrated, and Steve had the girl of his dreams- both of their dreams- wrapped around his finger to the point you do a lot of things you’ve never done before just because he asked you. Like this, for example, being bent over with your ass in the air, back arched, trying not to fall apart as Steve wrecks you.

Backshot after backshot, each thrust seems to increase in force. Your face hid itself in the bed, as it usually would, to keep you quiet and from being heard moaning. The other boy watches from his own bed, eyes wide with some kind of perverted sense of wonder.

“Holy shit, that feel good?” He asks curiously, not to either of you in particular.

“Mhmm,” “Hell yeah it does.” You and Steve respond at the same time.

This time Eddie wasn’t jerking off, which he’d done in your presence a couple of times before, instead just palming at himself through his sweatpants, just trying to ease the ache he got from watching you get fucked senseless.

He thought he could control himself, wait til later to get off. Wait til the two of you had gone later on to go get late night snacks or something and have the room to himself to moan your name while he did it. Maybe even with a pair of your panties he wanted to steal but never did from your overnight bag.

“Oh my god, Steve, please.” You cry, unsure what you’re begging for.

“I got you, baby, gonna cum for me?”

“Mmh- yes. Gonna cum.” You breathe out, and he slams into you a few more times til your muscles tighten and spasm and you’re moaning out desperately. He pushes your face back down into the pillow to muffle your cries as he fucks you through your orgasm and into his own, pumping every last bit of his seed deep inside you.

Suddenly, Eddie looks down to see he’s had a bit of an accident, wet spot visible on his grey pants where the tip of his cock sat throbbing. As you get dressed again, and Steve remains shirtless but puts back on the same blue jeans he was wearing, you both decide to check in on Eddie and when you look over at him, his cheeks are tinged red with something. Shame, embarrassment?

The two of you silently agreed to leave him alone, opting for putting the rest of your clothes on and running out for snacks from the nearest 7/11.

“You want anything, Eds? Going to the store across the road.” Steve offers while shrugging his jacket on and grabbing his wallet.

“Huh? Oh. No, I’m good. Thank you.”

-

“So what do you think?”

“I don’t know… I know he watches but he’s never actually come close to me and… you know, touched me, and everything…”

“You’ll literally make his entire life. Best day ever for him, in the books, one hundred percent.”

Your eyes wander around the room while you think.

“He’s always been a really good friend to me, I feel like it’s my duty to get him laid. For Christ’s sake, he came in his pants yesterday. It’s almost pathetic.”

“That’s your fault, you created a monster. I’m not the one who said he could watch us have sex, that was all you.”

“And anyways, I know you’re at least a little bit curious. Don’t think I’ve never noticed the way you stare at him while I’m fucking you.”

“Okay, yeah, fine. Maybe a little. I mean, he is pretty cute..”

“Ah ah. Stop right there. Don’t go too far, gonna make me jealous.”

“You can’t handle me saying he’s cute but you want me to fuck him?” You question incredulously.

“It’s just a one-time thing. Once he gets this experience, he’ll be able to go find his own girlfriend. You’re mine.”

-

“Alright, you two, I’m gonna go take a shower. I’ll be right back.” Steve announces, smiling at you before grabbing some clothes and walking to the bathroom, leaving you alone with Eddie. You sit on the floor with him, on the carpeted surface you had lazily sat on for the past few hours while you studied and he wrote in his journal. Probably song lyrics, you think.

You sigh loudly, shutting the book in your lap and looking over at him.

“That’s about all the studying my brain can handle for tonight. What’re you working on?” You ask inquisitively.

“I dunno, it’s either a song or just a really shitty poem. It’s stupid.” He shrugs.

“Can I see?” You ask, and before he has the chance to answer you’re scooting over to where he is to sit beside him.

“Uh, yeah I guess. It’s a rough draft, okay, so don’t make fun of it.”

You rest your chin on his shoulder as you read the page of the notebook he was holding. It definitely read like a shitty poem, but he said it was a work in progress, to be fair.

“No, it’s good. I like it.” You tell him assuringly once you finished reading.

“Really?” He asks.

“Mhm. Really.” You say softly.

“I’ve got uh… I’ve got some more, if you want to see. Better ones, finished ones.” He clarifies.

“I’d love to.”

But before he could turn the page, the door to the room cracks open and you see a wet-haired Steve peeking through it carefully. When he sees you two on the floor, right beside each other reading the book, he pushes it open carelessly.

“Cmon, what are you guys doing, cuddling? I told you to make a move on him.” He says flatly, disappointedly.

“Steve.” You scold through gritted teeth, trying to warn him to shut up, and he shuts the door behind him.

“Do something.” He says, making eye contact with you.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Eddie asks Steve, confused.

“She’s gonna let you fuck her. Isn’t that real nice of her?” He says in an almost condescending tone, which happened often when he was joking. He didn’t mean it, but Eddie starts to panic in confusion.

“I- uh.. I..” he starts to stutter.

“Drop the attitude. You’re scaring him.” You tell Steve, placing a comforting hand on Eddie’s leg.

“You’re right, you’re right. Sorry. Did you kiss him yet?” Steve asks, coming to his bed to sit, looking down at you both on the carpet.

“No, I didn’t.” You say sheepishly.

“Do you want her to?” He glances over to him.

He’s still confused, but nods.

“Okay then. Go on.”

“Yeah?” You ask Eddie softly, searching his eyes for any kind of negative emotion before leaning in.

“Yeah.” He nods quickly again, and you turn to face him. You take his chin in your hand, stubble beneath your touch, and press your lips against his. You kiss sweetly for a minute, slow and gentle. Before you can deepen it any, he pulls away.

“No. Wait, seriously, I’m confused. What… is this?” He asks, looking at Steve and he chuckles.

“I’m giving you the opportunity of a lifetime, big boy. Whether you take it or not, that’s up to you.” He offers. Eddie takes his glance away from Steve and back to you, and goes right back in but harder this time, your lips smashing together. You smile slightly into the kiss at his sudden force, the way he moved like he needed you in order to breathe.

You take his bottom lip between your teeth, biting on it slightly which made him gasp. When his mouth parted, you took advantage of it and parted your lips too, tongue gliding over his bottom lip and gaining entrance. At this point, you understood. The feeling that you can’t breath, the pure need and built up lustful tension that you hadn’t realized was there.

“Go get to your bed, no girl is gonna be very happy with being fucked on the ground.” Steve advises, and you both get up and into Eddie’s bed where you lay down and he climbs on top of you.

“God, holy shit. When uh- what do we…” he rambles, pulling away from you again. Steve muses at the flustered state of his friend “Whenever you’re ready.” You respond, knowing he isn’t positive what he should do next.

“Shit, okay..” he sits up on his knees, unbuckling his belt and pushing his jeans down his legs and somehow shimmying out of them. He isn’t phased that Steve is right there watching, it’s nothing that he hadn’t seen before. Steve has seen all of him, and Eddie’s seen all of Steve. It was a weirdly close friendship but you never questioned it. He freezes.

“Take ‘em off her” Steve instructs and Eddie moves to pull the shorts off your lower part but leaving your panties. You weren’t sure if he meant to do that or not, but either way he leans back over to hover above you, getting situated between your spread legs and kissing you again.

This was when you felt it, his cock which you think must be so hard it’s painful press right up against your heat through the thin lace material barrier. You let a moan slip out without meaning to, and his heart skips a beat (or several) at the sound. Yeah, he’s heard you moan, but you’ve never moaned from him. From something he did.

“Go down and feel her, if she’s pretty wet, she’s ready for it.” Steve says from the opposite side of the room on his bed. How the tables were turned. He wasn’t used to being in Eddie’s position, watching you fuck another guy when he desperately wishes it could be him. He reminds himself this isn’t about him, this is about Eddie, and more importantly that it was all his idea in the first place.

Eddie’s ringed fingers come to brush against the crotch of your panties, and you gasp when he finds your clit immediately and presses two fingers against it. He repeats this a few times until you’re basically dry jumping his fingers, grinding against them. You look up at him desperately hoping he’s gonna give you more soon. He gets a little preoccupied with just rubbing you through your panties, feeling the wet spot grow more and more soaked until Steve notices you whining.

“Go, you dumbass. She wants it. Don’t keep her waiting too long.”

He’s quickly snapped out of his trance and hooks his fingers into your panties and pulling them to the side. He groans loudly when his tip makes contact with the warm, wet entrance to your cunt practically pulsing around nothing.

Your shirt was still on, so you pushed it up for him past your chest so he could see your tits. You take them in your hands, tweaking your nipples while you waited for him to start pressing in. He does, slowly, but you nod to tell him it’s okay so he goes quicker. Once he’s sunken about halfway inside of you, his breath is caught in his chest and a long string of curses fell from his mouth.

“Jesus fucking Christ.” He groans at the tight feeling enveloping him.

“Yeah, there you go.” Steve smiles.

You look up at Eddie with your face twisted in pleasure, eyebrows knitted together, and he slides in the rest of the way.

“Ah- oh my god,” you moan, trying to be quiet but failing when his top hits that spot so deep inside you could feel it in your stomach.

“Holy shit, holy shit.” He tries to get himself together but finds that’s a lot harder than it sounds. The way you squeezed around him, the way you were dripping down onto his bedsheets, the pretty little noises you were making beneath him.

He pulls all the way out only to enter again, repeating this while picking up the speed gradually.

“Mmmh,” you whine, “you’re so good, doing so good, eds.” You try to reassure him with your shaky voice.

“Fuck, will you say my name again?”

“Yes, Eddie, you’re fucking me so good.”

“Fucking hell. God, I can’t-“ his movements become sloppy and falter.

“It’s okay.” You assure him, knowing he wasn’t gonna last that long ahead of time. With a couple more thrusts, he spills, filling you up while cursing out loud.

“Dude, did you cum in her?” Steve sits up in bed, alarmed. Not scared, so much as just a little jealousy burning inside. That seems too personal, too intimate. He wanted to be the only one who ever did that to you.

“I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it, I’m so sorry.” He starts to apologize to both of you, panicking.

“That’s alright, I’m on birth control, it’s okay Eds.” You assure him.

“Shit, okay. Shit. Holy shit.”

“That feel good?” Steve asks the flustered and exhausted boy.

“Hell yeah it did.”

[noroi1000]

Yo! Can u do Boyfriend Gojo × Y/N

Where they get bored n then y/n suggests to do a fun role-playing game for passing time where she acts like a waitress welcoming gojo in her restaurant(imaginary) n he sits on the couch imagining it as luxurious chair of the restaurant or smtg n when she asks him "what would u like to eat sir?" He says "I would love to eat You~" then y/n becomes shocked n goes like "Gojo ur literally a customer in a Restaurant so act like one!" N then he gives some cocky reply like "isn't the work of a waiter is to listen to the customer?" then he makes things heated n then... ;)

(No need to write same exact dialogs btw I just wrote them for a reference)

Make it NSFW obv hehe 🍡

Thx in Advance I will be waiting for the reply ;)

Homemade Maid Cafe

Paring: Gojo x reader

pictures not mine!

Warnings: smut (sex on table, maid outfit, role-playing)

"(y/n)-chan, (y/n)-chan! Let's play something!"

You looked at your boyfriend who was standing next to you. Preventing you from leaving the wall you were standing against.

"A maid cafe?" you asked.

"Yeah! You know... I'm bored." He laughed.

"I noticed, Satoru. Also, I've seen you looking at descriptions about coffee shops like this." You said, waiting for what he would say next.

"You know, I was thinking... And I feel like playing role-play..." He muttered with a smile.

"It'll be dinner soon. But I'll play with you." You said looking towards the kitchen. Hoping to escape before he catches you.

Such fun always ends with one...

Especially if you're going to play it with him...

He put his hand on the wall behind you.

"Honey, you just recently said you were bored. Me too. So we can play something. Now." He smiled. "Besides, it's good. We will eat dinner. How about you be my waitress?"

You looked at him blushing. Even if you proposed it to him.

You know what he means...

Whenever he's bored, his thoughts come out as something perverted. When he's not trying to convince you to have sex, he's saying something related to it. Or touches you.

And this is something like this.

Or maybe he just wants something like this?

You won't know until you see it.

"Fine... What should I do?" you asked, watching his smile grow bigger every second.

He left for a while and then came back, handing you a transparent package with a maid's outfit inside.

"You've prepared for this, haven't you?"

You picked up the outfit.

You don't know if he was tying the right size.

Besides, you know exactly that he knows your clothes sizes. So it's no wonder he brings you outfits that fit.

But it's a bit smaller.

And you know exactly why. This man loves to watch you put on his clothes. He feels so proud then. And you look nice wearing his shirt hanging off your body. Or that his shirt sticks to your breasts sometimes. Especially when you don't wear a bra and your nipples stick out.

Then shivers run down his spine and the heat only goes between his legs, pumping blood to the body part he's been using too much on you already.

And even more, he loves to see you in clothes that cling to your body. Showing him every roundness.

At least this outfit is not a variety for a small child. You'll fit in it easily.

You're only concerned about the length of the skirt.

He might as well have bought it at a sex shop. And in such a store there are no other outfits than those that are too short, revealing too much, or those that have holes in the material in places other than just for legs, arms and head.

"I've been wondering what you'd look like in this for a while."

You took your clothes to the bathroom and started changing.

When you left, you saw him sitting on the couch with his legs spread. And in front of him was the low table that had been in the living room for as long as you can remember.

"You look beautiful!" He said cheerfully.

"Sir, it's not nice to comment so loudly on the waitress' outfit." You said getting into the role.

If he laughs at it, you'll burn with shame.

Or you burn him.

You could have made up a funeral game or an accountant game. Nah... If you were playing funeral and the table or the bed was a fake coffin, he'd jump on you and start fucking you...

If you were playing accounting, he'd make you change into a skirt, shirt, and jacket, and he'd throw you on the desk and fuck you. So either way, it's going to end badly.

At least now while you're his "waitress", you can go up to him, ask him what he wants to eat, then you'll serve him his dinner, and that's it...

"You should sit at the kitchen table. It would look more like a restaurant." You said pointing to the chairs.

"Nope. I'm in a fancy restaurant where I'm sitting on the couch. And I'm served by the most beautiful waitress." He smiled wildly, looking at your body over his glasses.

"Fine." You reached into the apron you were wearing and pulled out the small notebook that came with it.

You walked over to him.

"What would you like to eat, sir?" You asked.

Maybe he'll like this game if you fit your role perfectly.

He was staring at the table with his fingers on his chin.

You thought he was thinking about what's for dinner tonight so he could say it.

He suddenly smiled and looked at you.

"Oh, I know. I'd like to order an orange juice." he said looking at you.

You wrote it down in a little notebook.

"What to eat?" You asked with a pen ready to write on a piece of paper.

"I'd like to eat you~."

You widened your eyes at his perverted comment.

You looked at him and, shocked, decided to step out of your role for a moment to tell him your opinion.

"Satoru, you are literally a restaurant customer. So act like a customer!" you said before clearing your throat. "So what would you like to eat?"

"I want to eat you, baby."

You thought you'd break a pink pen in your hand when you heard that.

"You should not -".

He interrupted you.

"Excuse me, but isn't a waiter's job to listen to the customer?" There was still a smile on his face.

You decided to stay calm and continue.

"Today I'm offering you baked chicken with vegetables." You said with a smile.

"No thanks. I feel like something different today."

"What is this?"

You wanted to come over and throw that pen at him if he said anything about eating you.

"Something sweet."

You nodded. It was normal.

"What exactly?" you asked.

"Uhm... your sweet pussy~."

You clenched your fists and wanted to punch him.

But how much he only mentioned about fucking you made you wet.

Why don't you play his game?

It can be interesting and enjoyable.

"What exactly do you want, sir?" You asked again.

"Your body now on this table. No panties, pussy towards me."

More moisture gathered between your legs.

"Perhaps you prefer chicken, though? I recommend it." You said with a smile.

Suddenly he got up.

"No. I want my order. That's what I said. Unless you want me to talk to your boss."

Oh yes, you want to play this game.

"boss? Why boss, sir? I don't want to lose my job. Chicken is our dish of the day..." you said softly. Getting into the role too much.

A dangerous customer in a restaurant? Oh yes.

"I want my order. I'll come for chicken another time. I know it's probably delicious." he replied.

"Please sir-."

"I'm going to the boss. Guide me. I'll turn to him and you will be punished."

"Oh no! Please! Don't tell the boss! I will be a good waitress. I don't want to lose this job. Please sir~."

Hearing your sounds made his cock harden in his pants.

"Will you be a good little waitress and fill my order? I'm really hungry. And really generous. I'll tip you for a job well done." He said as he sat back on the couch.

He spread his legs, showing how comfortable he felt.

This game was interesting...

You walked over to the empty table in front of him and slowly pulled your panties off.

You knelt in front of him, grabbing his sweatpants and pulling the material down.

Allowing the hard, standing cock to pop out.

"Here is your order. I hope you will enjoy the service and the meal."

Saying that, you opened your mouth, letting the mushroom pink tip into your mouth. Listening to his contented purr.

  As your pussy dripped from how aroused you were by sucking him, he pushed your face away.

He let you straighten up as you knelt in front of him.

"Is that what you ordered?" You asked innocently.

"Yeah. The appetizer was perfect. Please give me the main course." he said with a smile and gestured for you to turn around.

He pushed you gently onto the table until your breasts were pressed against the wood.

He pushed the couch with his foot so he could kneel behind you and have plenty of room.

He lifted your skirt and curved it, arranging the fabric so it wouldn't get in the way.

He put his knee between your calves, signaling you to spread your legs.

As you did, he also placed his other knee between your calves, widening your stance even a little more.

Grabbing his cock, he placed the tip against your shiny pussy, sliding down your hole and slapping against your clit.

"Mhm~ The main course looks delicious~." he murmured before inserting the tip into you

You purred as you lay on the table, feeling him slowly fill you up and then pull you out to hit you deep next time.

"A sweet waitress like you is perfect for customer service." He said placing his hands on your hips, lifting them slightly. He held to get the leverage so he could fuck you at a fast pace.

The moisture that gathered in your warm core allowed him to do so.

"This is a perfectly prepared meal. Nothing is dry. It's juicy and delicious. I want to eat a dish like this more often~" he moaned pulling your hips closer as he fucked you.

As you moaned, you searched for anything to put your hands there.

You found the corner of the table with one hand.

His hips hit yours at breakneck speed. Making your eyes roll to the back of your head.

The fact that your body was pressed against the table made the table scrape on the floor. And you, too, felt the strength and speed of his thrusts.

Your belly, or rather lower abdomen, was pressed against the wood. That's why you felt even more clearly how he pressed deep inside you, in a straight line. Reaching even deeper.

Even if your eyes were watery, behind your mouth drooling, you found your way to his body with your hand.

And you put your hand right over his cock.

The way you could feel the veins under his skin under your fingers. And the fine pubic hair he sometimes doesn't shave off. Not that it bothers you.

He slowly began to stretch out. He left only the tip inside, but as he moved, his cock snapped back, slamming the tip wet in your fluids into his stomach.

Thus touching your hand.

"You're a nice waitress. I'm a generous customer, and in return for such a delicious meal, I'll tip you."

He suddenly thrust into you again, moving inside you even faster. Making you scream and cry as you lay on the table. Your legs twitched as you tried to tighten them, but his knees prevented you from doing so.

You couldn't stop a client who was making your pussy spasm. That held you in place and prevented you from changing position.

His tip for you was too nice.

As he placed his thumb on your clit, you reached for his wrist to stop him.

But before you could push his fingers away, you came, spilling your juices all over him. Tightening it, alternately pushing out waves of your wetness that made it so slippery. However, he continued to move within you. But he slowed down to only slow thrusts so as not to leave you empty.

Then he pulled a length of it out of you with a loud, wet sound.

Your body was shaking and your face was red. When he touched the tip of your pussy, you let out a soft moan.

He covered wet length with his boxers, and lifted you off the floor.

Swinging you gently over his shoulder.

"I think I'd like some more dessert. I've got a craving for that pussy. It looks sweet and delicious~."

You can't... Especially with his mouth pressing into your pussy...

But well, your client is your master. You listen to what your boyfriend/customer says.

Humming, he went to your bedroom.

Oh... You forgot to bring him the orange juice he wanted...

[starfxkr]

Moony I’m so nostalgic for trailer park summers

Mullet jj is sooo trailer park hot like he mows lawns for cash and me and my cousins sit outside just to watch. And hes sooo just UGH he goes to the store and buys those little 1 dollar water guns so all the kids can have a water gun fight. My dad probably tells me to stay away from “white trailer park trash” but we still fuck at jjs when no one is there 🤭

-🩰

please I used to live in a trailer park <3 it was my favorite experience ever <3

but mullet jj is the DEFENITION of trailer park hot are you shitting me? he lives a few trailers down from where you live and you always manage to make your way down there when he's outside drinking a beer because he always has one waiting for you.

he's always kinda sweaty, and grimy but he's not a bad guy at all the kids always ask him to pump up their bike tires because he does it no problem and they follow him to the corner store when he gets paid because he's buying them snacks.

you definitely become the talk of the complex when the nosy old bitch across the lot sees you creeping out of his trailer at 3am...and it doesn't help that he kissed you the whole time you tried to walk out the door with his hands grabbing your ass.

[anadiasmount]

Could you do one about how Christian would be as a dad to be? Like during pregnancy and when the baby is born please?

i’m guessing you wanted this as a head cannon? if not i hope you don’t mind if i do it like this ❣️

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when you reveal to him ur pregnant, he’s in utter shock. which makes you feel uneasy, until you feel him bend down to his knees and hug your stomach. his head laying on your abdomen where he talks with the baby. he cries and pours his heart out of him being so happy and grateful for you. “is this actually real? i’m going to be a dad?”

despite his heavy and hectic schedule he still attends the doctors appointment every time. he drives you there, opens the door for you, holds your hand, and even checks in with the receptionist for you. while waiting for the midwife, he talks to you about the nursery, and the different color schemes he likes.

you have to reassure him every time you wince at the cold sensation of the gel, bc he gets so concerned, only wanting for you to be comfortable and safe. he holds your left hand constantly kissing it, as you watch your baby through the ultrasound. “look at the baby! i want to meet them already…”

his brown eyes widen when you get to hear your babies heartbeat for the first time. he shakes his head with excitement, and tells you he wants to hear it all the time. he even goes out to buy a baby heart beat monitor. “christian, seriously?” “can you blame me? i love the sound. it’s our baby’s heartbeat.”

throughout the pregnancy he makes it the priority for you to be relaxing and resting at all times, making you feel completely helpless. you’re so used to moving around and getting different tasks done, so when this happens you just have to bite your tongue. knowing christian is so protective of you and his baby. “don’t you dare move. i’ll be right back.”

you sometimes take trips to different to baby stores to check out the cribs, clothes, beds, carriers, strollers, some bottles, breastfeeding pumps, etc. he’s such a dad already, and researches the best products so the two of you can buy. “i saw this stroller online, it’s a 2-in-1. let’s go check it out.”

when the day of gender reveal comes around, the two of you decided to head north to Hershey, where all his family and yours reunite to celebrate. you asked his sister to surprise you, and she couldn’t back down on the idea, more than ready and excited to do so. especially since you helped her with hers. “OMG I WOULD BE SO HONORED!”

he’s dressed in a white button up, and you with a tight white dress with brown sandals. you kiss his cheek and jaw when you feel his hand nervously draw shapes on your bump. “you okay chris?” “yeah. just nervous that’s all. we finally get put out our misery,” he’d joke.

the long debate of whether it was a boy or girl ends, when you the color blue pops out. you immediately let out a small laughter and began to let out a couple tears of joy, which causes christian to softly kiss you and wipe them away. “we’re having a baby boy! a mini me running around!”

the next few months fly by. the now impatient waiting for your due date to appear. the constant cycles of going to pee, take frequent naps, weird craving, insomnia kicking ur ass. but despite it all, christian is there to guide and help you. “how can you eat that?” he’d say, “oh shut up. it’s this or me being cranky. so you decide…”

one thing you especially love is where he pulls out his guitar and sings to the baby, where they respond by kicking your belly when they hear the small noises. christian also reads to the baby, his head on your bump while reading nursery books. “you see here? this story is about how the piggy went to market.”

the day before labor, you feel the contractions and cramps. taking small step around the house, your hair in a messy clip, sighing and breathing in and out. christian is there to help you practice breathing methods, and timing the contractions before it’s go time. “ready? 1,2,3,4… let it out… there we go… again….”

after ur water breaks, you began to get nervous and filled with anxiety, but he reassures you everything will be okay. “i’m here baby. i’m here for you and our baby boy okay? scream, cry, laugh all you want.”

christian ties you hair up, holds your strong grip hand around his and you walk around the hospital room, he wipes off the sweat and applied cold wraps around your head to ease the heat. he whispers words of encouragement to you, rubbing your back and abdomen when the pain gets bad. “i’m going to change this okay? this will help your back better. just breath baby, im here for you.”

christian gets a bit light headed during labor, especially at the sight of his baby coming out of you. he just nervously laughs it off, holding your hand and encouraging you to push. the relief on your face once you let out that final push and hear your baby cry, ends his misery and wait. “you did it baby! i’m so proud of you…”

when he finally holds his baby, he cries. especially when the baby wraps his hand around christians pinky. feeling the bundle of joy in his arms is the most happiest day of his life, right after meeting you of course. all you can do is tiredly watch as your boys hold each other. “he’s so tiny” he coos, “he has your brows and lips…”

when coming home he helps you inside the house, going back and forth to gets the bags, and baby carrier. he heats up some pads and some water for you to make some coffee or tea. he puts your feet up to reduce the swelling and kisses your head while holding you. the baby sound asleep in your arms after feeding him.

with one hand he opens the nursery door, the baby occupying the other one as christian hold him secured. you follow behind him, wrapping a hand around his tattoed bicep. he looks around proudly at the monsters inc decorated themed room, before whispering, “welcome home theo… daddy and mommy love you so much…”

[scoops-aboy86]

I guess this... is the end! With an epilogue to follow, probably, that's a little more soft feedism related, but for those who aren't into that it's totally optional. Thanks to everyone who came along for the ride, and I'll put this up on ao3 sometime soon. 😊

Part 1, part 1.5, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10 of the love spell no go au

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The world didn’t end, so life goes on. Eddie, who is the king of casting teeny little spells so he heals fast but not too fast, gets out of the hospital and moves into a one-story little place with Wayne that’s miles from the trailer park. It’s on the same street as Robin’s house so he sees her all the time—but still not as often as he sees Steve. 

And they tell Wayne what really happened, NDAs be damned. It’s a Tuesday night and Steve and Robin have brought a couple Western tapes from their latest shift at the miraculously still standing Family Video; they put one on in the background and a flick of Eddie’s fingers make sure that’s all the government bugs scattered throughout the house can hear. 

Afterwards, when they’re about to head over to the bigger record shop in the next town over to replenish Eddie’s music collection but pulling up at a gas station first, Steve complains that the whole thing was a little anticlimactic. 

“We told him there’s a whole other dimension under Hawkins that there’s this huge government cover-up about it and he didn’t even blink.”

“Well,” Eddie starts, then abruptly reaches for Steve’s ear and produces a quarter from it. He leans over from the passenger seat and holds it up in Steve’s line of vision with a smirk. “It takes a lot to startle us Munson men, sweetheart.”

“Really?” Robin interjects dryly while Steve pulls up to the pump and cuts the engine. “Because the other day Steve asked you to get a sponge from under the kitchen sink and something touched your hand and you shrieked because you thought it was a spider.”

Steve eyes the quarter critically. “Did you… really just magic a coin out of my ear?”

“When it was, in fact, the sponge in question,” Robin finishes. 

Eddie sticks his tongue out at her. “Of course not, baby, that was slight of hand,” he tells Steve, repocketing the coin and glancing around to make sure the gas station is deserted before planting a little kiss on his cheek. 

“Oh, okay.”

“I actually magicked it from your gas money jar into my pocket.”

Steve laughs, and that Eddie wants to bottle and hoard like one of those stupid rich old men with their dusty old French wines. “Good thing I’m not just about to get gas or anything, or I might need that back.”

“I’ll get you something from the convenience store?” Eddie offers, batting his eyelashes and tilting his head in a way that he knows makes his eyes look bigger. Knows because Steve has told him, and seems as susceptible to it as cats to catnip. 

“Strawberry slurpee,” Steve says immediately. “But if they only have cherry, I want a blue one. Wait, Robs—that’s what the screaming was about?”

Eddie flails with both arms, waving at them both to get out of the car as all three of their doors pop open. “Alright, nothing to see here, some of us have snacks to buy and one of us has a car to gas up, let’s go!”

So they all pile out, and Steve points at Eddie over the car while unscrewing the gas cap. “You’re going to use that on the gremlins, right?

“Just who do you take me for?” Eddie scoffs, hooking an arm through Robin’s and dragging her towards the store. “Of course I am, Harrington.”

Robin snorts but keeps up with him, breaking into a frankly jarring skip that causes them to almost trip over the curb right in front of the doors. Once inside, they break into their customary shop-till-you-drop game of trying to grab everything they want, beat the other to the register, and get to the car before Steve finishes filling the tank. They both almost always lose, but it does help make stops like this more efficient. 

(It has been Steve’s idea.)

“You know,” Robin starts conversationally while he’s filling two slurpee cups at once and she’s flipping rapidly through a nearby magazine rack, “I’ve never witnessed the dingus in an actual relationship before.”

Eddie flicks his eyes in her direction, then to the bored-looking cashier, but the statement was vague enough and Robin isn’t stupid. He returns his attention to the slurpee machine. “I find that hard to believe.”

“No, I’m serious. He’s dated a lot, and I mean a lot, but—ah ha!” Snatching the magazine she was looking for, she moves on to the soft pretzel heater and grabs the tongs to fish a couple off the slowly rotating rack. “But no one he’s ever really gotten serious about. He used to complain to me about his dates at length… Kinda relieved that’s over. He’s literally the happiest I’ve ever seen him these days.”

As she turns away to grab a couple Cokes, Eddie hides a giddy smile behind his hair—and then beats her to the register with a slurpee in each hand and a flimsy but full little shopping basket dangling from one arm. 

Because Robin wouldn’t lie, not about Steve. She’d already threatened him over Steve’s welfare back in the hospital (and people thought he was scary, Jesus); it’s obvious that she wouldn’t encourage him if she didn’t think it was in Steve’s best interest. And, against all laws of probability and magic, Eddie seems to make him happy. 

The happiest his platonic soulmate has ever seen him, even. 

“I win,” Steve crows when Eddie is still a few feet from the car. He lifts the nozzle, blows on it like it’s a smoking gun, and pumps his fist in victory. “In your face, Munson!” 

Eddie doesn’t care though. His prize is in Steve’s beaming smile, in the energy that rolls off him that crackles across Eddie’s senses like a kind of magic all his own. “Yeah yeah, big boy, you’re a champ.” He holds up the slurpees and the flimsy plastic bag crammed with a tube of Pringles, a bag of pretzel sticks, Doritos, and various snack cakes. “Are we ready to hit the road or what?”

Robin jogs up behind him, bagless because she keeps insisting that they’re bad for the environment but barely hanging onto her sodas, pretzels, magazines, and a few odd candy bars. “Aw man, did we lose to the dingus again?”

“Yes,” Eddie tells her faux mournfully as he crowds past Steve to the front passenger door, bumping against him way more than necessary but meeting no complaints. “Almost makes me reconsider giving you the change, Steve-o.”

He does anyway, though. Drops a nice, shiny quarter into the gas money jar after getting himself situated, slurpees nestled in their cup holders and a Twinkie already unwrapped to shove suggestively in his boyfriend’s mouth as soon as the wonder twins are both in the car. Robin heckles from the back seat; Steve takes it with the ease of practice and a smirk as he chews and swallows and licks escaping cream filling from the corners of his mouth. 

It’s a beautiful summer’s day and Eddie feels like the luckiest guy in the entire world.

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[erodasfishtacos]

xowboyrry when yn gets her period and isn’t pregnant

The Styles’ Farm sits on over 400 hundred acres of land, they sell their produce of fruits and vegetables, dairy products from their cows and goats, their flowers that grow in the cultivated fields among other things that lead them to being so successful.

They ship out most of their products to stores in the bigger surrounding city but also have a little shop where locals can stop in to buy things as well - YN runs it during the day.

Harry is hard to find during the day because he can be a few feet from the house or he could be miles away working on something.

Today, he happened to be stopping a closer barn after he’d spent most the day getting a goat’s horns untangled from an iron fence and now he had to fix a leak in one of their water pumps.

“Excuse me, Harry!” A voice grabs his attention from across the way, it was Mrs. Patterson with a basket full of vegetables and a few other small items.

“Hello there,” He greets, tucking his gloves into his back pocket - ignoring the way the old woman gazes at his body up and down, “What can I do for you, Mrs. Patterson?”

“Sorry to be a bother, dear. I was waiting around for your lovely wife, so I could pay you for these goods but she hasn’t been around. I left the money on the counter but didn’t want anyone to think I was stealing,” She tells him with soft, concerned eyesight and a pat to his arm.

“You haven’t seen her?” Harry repeats with a furrowed brow, “She should be in the shop today. I’ll go check on her. Thank you for your business, if you stop by tomorrow we’ll have some fresh quail eggs.”

The gray woman nods before she’s walking back to her truck and Harry’s stepping into the shop to double check she wasn’t in there.

His concern is skyrocketing when he realizes something may be wrong, he’s nearly running to their home, and as soon as he’s in the cool, air-conditioned space he’s shouting, “Sweet pea? Are you in here? Where have ya’ gone, sugar?”

“Up here,” He hears a faint reply but it sounds like she’s crying and so he’s taking the stairs by two until he’s at their bedroom.

She must be in the bathroom adjoined to their room because the door is shut and when Harry goes to open it, it’s locked.

“Darlin’, what’s going on? Open the door for me, s’just your husband. C’mon, don’t be stubborn,” Harry coaxes as waits against the wood door with a sigh.

“I just want to be left alone,” YN replies weakly, Harry knows by that tone that she really doesn’t want to be left alone.

“And I want to see my wife,” Harry responds a bit more firmly, “S’my job to make sure my wife is okay and I need you to let me do my job, pea. Be a good girl for me.”

YN rustles a bit before she’s opening the door, eyes puffy and swollen from tears as she wipes her face with a cloth.

Harry steps forward, boots loud against the old floorboards as he cups her face between his calloused hands and murmurs, “Honey, what’s this for? Why didn’t you come get me?”

YN shakes her head, “You have more important things to deal with than my stupid emotions.”

“They’re not stupid, don’t you ever say that,” Harry rebukes sternly, his mossy green eyes serious as he leans in to kiss his wife’s nose and when he pulls back, he catches a glimpse out of the corner of his eye.

A box of pads, a few waded up pieces of bloody toilet tissue in the waste bin - her period had come and she wasn’t pregnant.

“Oh, sugar,” Harry hums when he realizes, his lips peppering kisses all over her face, “Just not this month, yeah? Doesn’t mean anything except we keep trying.”

“Yo-you work so hard, everyday to provide for me, and I can’t give you the one thing my stupid fucking body is supposed to do!” YN cries with fierce tears as she lets the emotion overwhelm her.

“Whoa, now. That’s not how this is going,” Harry replies with a sharp edge, he’s gently but assertively guiding her out of the bathroom and onto the end until she’s laid back - he’s not wasting anytime in tugging the sundress over her head until she only has on her underwear, “You’re body is more than just for babies.”

Harry doesn’t care that they’ll have to change the sheets later when he kneels over her in his dirty jeans and flannel - he kisses her lips before his lips are moving down the column on her neck, big hands massaging her bruised tummy.

“I love this body so much. It shatters my heart when you talk bad about it, pea,” Harry murmurs as his lips trail across her chest, making her taking in a big inhale as his breath teases over her nipples, “I’ll love and provide for you until we’re a hundred and five, whether we have kids or don’t. My love for you isn’t dependent on this.”

YN is still crying but now they’re just…somewhat happy tears because she loves her husband so fucking much.

She didn’t know what she did to deserve his love.

“I’m sorry, I’m distracted you from work,” YN mumbles sheepishly, embarrassed as he pecks her nipples before trailing down to her belly.

“Sugar, you need to get me when you feel this way,” Harry reminds her, “You don’t have to deal with it alone. I’m always here for you.”

YN has to admit that him being so loving, so affectionate right now - it has her wanting to wriggle her hips and spread open for him even though he’s not looking for that.

When he’s about to lift his head up, to most likely kiss her, she moves the hand that’s resting in her belly down to her panties.

“That’s not why I was loving up on you, darling,” Harry says quietly, his fingers tracing at the little bow on the trim of her underwear, “Just want you to know I love you, through everything.”

“I know, I know that’s not why,” YN tells him, “Want you to make me feel better this way. Unless you don’t want to-“

Harry startles a giggle out of YN when he jolts up to kiss her hard, biting at her lip before chuckling against her lips, “I’d be a mad man to turn down a chance to please my pretty wife.”

The good thing about Harry is nothing grossed him out or even phased him, growing up on a farm - he saw everything and anything so he didn’t even think twice about a bit of blood.

“If you want me home at a good time, we got to make this quick, pea,” Harry rasps as he undies his thick leather belt and tugs them down just enough to pull himself out.

“I know, just want to come and take a nap,” YN whines a bit brattily as he shimmies off her underwear until she’s bare.

“Spoiled lil’ thing you are, m’so fucking gone for you,” Harry laughs to himself as he hikes her thighs up and guides himself in, moaning at how fiery warm her walls are.

“H,” YN mewls as he fucks into her, hitting her spot dead on, and without miss - he’s so strong, forceful, and YN is quite sure he’s the sexiest man to exist.

“Give it to me,” Harry rumbles as his hand sucks down to rub at her swollen bud, “Squeeze on me, let me feel that pretty cunt.”

It doesn’t take long with his dirty words for YN to do as he asks, spasms around him which spurs his orgasm to overtake him too.

He cleans her up, the himself before he’s tucking her into their bed on clean sheets that he changed, and he’s back into the fields for another eight or so hours.

Some may call it a simple life but fuck, it was the only one Harry wanted.

[towriteloveontheirarms]

hi bestie do you take requests for Xavier Thorpe? If u do i have one for you I hope you don’t mind <33 so reader is a siren and she went to the art store to buy a canvas to practice her painting and ends up pumping into Xavier who’s buying paint cause he’s out and he asks her what she’s doing here and stuff so she tells him she’s looking for a canvas and he tells her that he didn’t know she was into arts and stuff so he takes her to pick a canvas size then tells her to go look for white paint because he’s out until he finds her the size she wants but he’s distracting her to go pay for her canvas and when she returns he tells her that he didn’t need white he just wanted to pay for her ( makes sense lol? ) and the next day she buys him art supplies and goes to his shed to thank him and he’s surprised and offers to teach her arts and stuff ( friends to lovers thing but in this they just have a crush on each other )

Hiya bestie, I feel like I got of track a bit from your ask, but I hope you still enjoy this. <3

A lesson in art

pairing: Xavier Thorpe x fem!reader

synopsis: For as long as you could think there were two constants in your life. Aside from your parents and their support of course. Your passion for art and the way normies stared at you.

warnings: none

word count: 0.9k

For as long as you could think there were two constants in your life. Aside from your parents and their support of course. Your passion for art and the way normies stared at you. And since you had gotten into Nevermore those two things had conveniently enough mingled together more than ever. Thanks to the amulet that you had to wear to retain your powers it was plain to see for anyone in Jericho just what you were. As if they wouldn´t know it without. You shake your head and repress the urge to make a snarky comment as some old normie woman stares at you while you make your way through the provincial town to the local art supply store. Despite your passion for art, there was nothing you wanted to be over faster than these trips. If only you would have known who you would meet there you would have chosen to wait another day.

“I didn´t know you were into art.” Comes a voice you know all too well from behind you.

“Xavier, hey…” You are hesitant to turn around and greet him. His break up with Bianca had been messy to say the least and as her friend it was your duty to stick to her. You were shocked and hurt when she had told you the reason for the two of them splitting. You never would have thought he would be capable of saying such things about Sirens. Nonetheless your heart still beats higher when he smiles and waves at you. It always did. No matter how hard you had cursed it for doing so, even during his relationship with Bianca. Still none the wiser about his own heart acting in a similar fashion or the reddening of his cheeks whenever you were around.

“What are you looking for? Maybe I can help you find it.”

“Um… I need a canvas.” You let you’re your fingers play with each other.

“They are right over here. What size do you need?” Xavier asks while leading you to the corner where all the different sized canvases where displayed.

“18x24, preferably.” The tension that has built in your shoulders a minute ago dissipates slowly and you find it easier to talk to him.

Xavier grabs a canvas in the size you named and leads you back towards the cash register. He puts everything down on the counter and sighs, turning to you once more.

“Hey um, it´s kind of embarrassing, but I forgot to grab white paint. Would you mind getting it for me? You´re probably faster than me.”

“Yeah, sure. I´ll be back in a second.”  Ou go to grab what he had asked you for, but when you return to the register not even a minute later he is gone.

“Your friend already paid. He´s waiting outside.” The sweet lady behind the counter tells you.

So you make your way outside. The little bell at the door making him turn towards you.

“I could have paid that for myself, you know?” There is a lightness to your tone, though you mean it.

“I know, but I wanted to be nice.” He simply says with that stupid, little signature half-grin of his.

So stupid and handsome. Wait, what? No, just stupid. You shook your head to get rid of those thoughts. They had plagued you ever since Bianca had told you all about them getting together. You knew back then you had to hold back your feelings for him and you know it now.

The two of you make your way back to the school in silence and once you arrive, part ways. Yet no matter how much time passes you can´t shake the guilty conscience. Leading to you going back into town the next day. With the help of the woman from the day before, you assemble a small collection of supplies. Bringing them to his shed where he unsurprisingly already was doing his thing. His unapologetically angsty music gave him away and so without knocking you open the door to find him painting.

“God, this music makes me feel like I am thirteen again, applying heavy eyeliner and posting about some pseudo deep shit on social media.” You make your presence known with a chuckle. The bag with the supplies hidden safely behind your back. Xavier turns around with a surprised look and turns the music off immediately.

“Hey, um, what are you doing here?” He quickly covers his canvas before you stand beside him.

“I got you a present.” You hold out the paper bag to him.

Xaviers eyes go wide as he unpacks the contents. “What? You didn´t need to do that…”

“I know, but I wanted to be nice.” You repeat his words from a day earlier with a mischievous smirk. “No, in all honesty I felt bad that you paid for my canvas and these are things that I thought you could always need. So, yeah, you know.”

You look at your feet, as heat once again spreads over your face.

“Well, thank you.” There is that half-smile again. “But now I feel bad, that must have cost a lot of money for you.”

Oh, no. It isn´t worth mentioning, really.” You insist.

“No, please. The least I could do to thank you is to buy you a coffee or give you an art lesson or something” He says.

“An art lesson from Nevermore´s resident tortured artist? How could I say no to that.” You chuckle.

“Meet me here tomorrow, after lunch. Is that alright with you?” Xavier laughs as well.

“It´s a date.” You say excitedly and this time you catch the reddening of his cheeks. Though you say goodbye and force yourself not to think about it too much as you make your way back to your dorm. You didn´t want to get your hopes up just yet.

[erisismywaifu25]

Free

Before we start, a few bullet point facts to get out of the way:

•Jake and Bella are the same age (Bella is still older) and Seth and A.J. are a year younger than them

•In this Twilight fanfic universe, vamps and wolves who were changed before they turned 18 continue to age until they reach 18 cause I said so

•Jasper served in the Union

•My idioms or comparisons may suck but sometimes the only way for me to get a point across is to be extremely descriptive.

•The Baseball teams are done up by my choice because I’m too baseball-dumb to decipher who’s on what team😀

•Proofread but not perfect

Also, this story is Seth Clearwater x OC (?) Cullen is based on my friend who requested this slow-burn fic, cause there are almost no Seth fanfics (the disrespect😤✊🏻). All chapters are named after Florence+the Machine songs cause me and my bestie love her stuff

Word Count: 4802

Without further ado…Chapter 3 of Shake It Out

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“Geez, guys, will you hurry up!” A.J. hollered while balancing her weight on a sturdy tree limb.

Two Hale’s and a Cullen were currently on their way back from a brief hunt to ensure the two newest ‘vegetarians’ wouldn’t come to harm the human that entranced Edward. This was all a precautionary, of course, as Jasper already spends on average five days a week surrounded by humans. For A.J., however, this would be her first interaction with a human since before her transformation, minus the few trips to grocery stores late at night or near closing time shopping trips.

A.J. threw her head back dramatically, “Come on, I wanna see if she’s really as hot as Edward goes on about, or if she’s ‘quite plain which isn’t a shock for a human’ like Rose says.” she morphed her voice into the best Rosalie impression she could muster.

While the youngest of the Cullens was occupied with herself, Jasper and Alice flashed past the tree she was waiting on.

“Crap,” she muttered once her light copper eyes caught sight of the ruffles on Alice’s shin-length dress.

With a leap, the ten-month-old vampire landed harshly on her feet before bolting down the path to home. Alice had seemingly disappeared among the brush of the forest but the black backpack hanging on Jasper’s shoulders stayed directly in A.J.’s line of sight. Her brows furrowed at the realization of how much Jasper stood out in the forest. Usually, he’s easy to lose sight of; it’s child’s play for him. The only time Jasper is conspicuous is when he allows you to see him.

Though, despite her better knowledge, A.J. threw caution to the wind and rushed after Jasper. Hurdling over fallen debris and trunks, she gradually began to catch up with Jasper. Hearing her bounding steps from behind him, the oldest of the Hales smirked slyly and peered over to four large trees to his left. He curved towards the trees once he sensed A.J. drawing nearer, fully intending for her to follow him.

An adrenaline-filled laugh escaped A.J.’s thick lips as she followed close behind Jasper. A warm feeling immediately enveloped said pathokinetic; Happiness, excitement, and adrenaline, all at once washed over him and manifested as warm in feeling his chest. A smile graced his lips, though whether it was mischievous or the happiness he felt, was ambiguous.

Once Jasper was close to the tree line with the Cullen house in sight. A.J. approached closer by the second, and Jasper’s eyes glimpsed quite a few trees ahead where a certain pixie-like lover of his was climbing up. A.J. completely oblivious to this chased her elder brother, ready to pounce once she caught up to him. Though she was nearing the end of her first year of vampirism and was running out of what remained of her blood, she could still catch up to the fastest of the Cullens; though Edward was gradually becoming more elusive.

Pumping his legs faster, Jasper pushed his speed to reach the tree Alice preyed upon; clearly having an unseen advantage on her side. Now within arms length of him, A.J. laughed out in victory, assuming she was about to cross in front of him as she slipped to his right away and away from the tree line. Just as fast as she had disappeared, Alice let herself be known as she swan-dived from the top of the fir tree. The newborn’s head shot up from teasingly flipping Jasper off to see Alice right as the shorter woman landed on A.J.’s back.

A.J. staggered as her legs stumbled from the sudden weight; no matter how heavy, someone landing on you from that high up felt ten times heavier. Deciding against tumbling over with her sister, Alice placed her hands on A.J.’s shoulders and leaped over her. As Alice landed a few feet away from home, Jasper caught A.J.’s left arm just in time to save the girl from a complete wipe out. He used his strength to swoop her up into his jacket-covered arms and carried her like an infant until they reached Alice below the balcony that led into the kitchen.

Alice giggled at the sight of a disheveled A.J. in Jasper’s arms. Said girl immediately hopped out of her brother’s hold, and dusted herself off. The couple before her watched her in amusement, proud of themselves for taking part in one of the few moments anyone is able to catch A.J. off-guard.

“Ya know, when I said ‘hurry up’, I don’t recall suggestin’ for y’all to ambush me!” A.J. exasperated with an expression to match it.

Jasper nudged her shoulder, “Aw, come on. We had a vision to fulfill, and I can’t let my darlin’ down.” his familiar drawl emphasized towards the end of his sentence.

Alice smirked and skipped in front of A.J. who was currently adjusting her black and white track shorts that had ridden up in an uncomfortable manner.

“Remind me to get new shorts.” the young girl spoke aloud.

Soft fingers suddenly caressed the olive-toned forehead of A.J.’s as Alice tenderly pushed back dirty-blonde strands that had fallen out of the braid Rosalie crafted. The gentle scratch of Alice’s manicured nails sent a tingle down A.J.’s spine. Even after all these months, the youngest of the Cullen coven hadn’t grown accustomed to the physical affection they provided her with, having only been used to a scarce hug or playful shoving from her past teammates.

Upon the first ‘hair playing’ she received from Rosalie, A.J. nearly jumped out of her skin. It was two weeks after A.J. had arrived at the Cullen home, and she had been sitting at the kitchen table. Her arms rested on the tabletop as she flicked her pencil rapidly between her middle and index finger, all the while trying her best to listen to Esme teaching her what she missed in tenth-grade English. The rest of the Cullen children were out hunting and Carlisle was working, leaving only Esme and A.J. at home.

While long fingers trailed through the end of her wavy locks as another hand came to rest on the back of the wooden chair she sat in. Her body tensed as it nearly leaped out of the chair, which sat diagonal from Esme. Thankfully, it was one of the few times in her earlier months that she was able to prevent herself from body-slamming someone for simply breathing next to her.

Rosalie instantly retracted her hand and offered her a thorough apology, guilt riddling her features at the thought of touching someone against their will. With a guilty look of her own, A.J. insisted it was all right, she just wasn’t expecting it. Strangely enough, for those involved and those spectating, namely Esme, it was a bonding moment that proved to be detrimental for the pair.

Alice cupped A.J.’s face before jumping back, bringing A.J. back to the present. The pixie-like woman admired her work of tidying up her sister’s hair, a proud smile evident on her face.

“There,” Alice chirped, “Now you’re ready to meet Bella! Don’t you think, Jaz?” her fingers interlocked as she snaked her arms around Jasper’s arm.

“You look very nice, A.J.” Jasper answered while giving a closed-lipped smile.

A.J. scoffed and pretended to flip her braided pigtails, “Obvi, but you two could use some work.” Her accent morphed to a valley-girl type.

Jasper chuckled as Alice feigned offense, her jaw dropping to form an ‘o’.

“Well, if that’s the way you’re going to repay me, see if I ever help you again.” Alice tipped forward on the balls of her silver flats.

“Yeah, Ange,” Jasper’s face fell into a serious expression, “I’d be careful if I were you, Alice is one of the few that’ll protect ya from Emmett and I.”

With an exclamation, A.J.’s knees fell inwards with closed fists cradling her face that held a frightened expression.

“Oh, I’m quaking in me boots!” The girl expressed with a fake quiver.

Jasper opened his mouth before snapping it shut. The scent of warm blood filled the three vampires’ nostrils. Their senses were overwhelmed with the enticing aroma which wafted from the open balcony doors above them. The Hale’s were particularly burdened by this scent, as it took everything in them to not go speeding into the house and cause quite of bit of harm to everyone there.

Alice, unsurprisingly, was the first to snap out of it with a cheerful smile spreading across her face as her body wiggled in excitement.

“She’s here!” She squealed while leaning up to Jasper’s face.

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A.J. was the first of the three to climb up onto the balcony. A bounding thud rumbled the suspended floor, which attracted the attention of the Cullens and Bella.

“Angel Jade, what did I tell you about being more careful?” Esme scolded as A.J. gave a sheepish smile while waltzing to join the rest.

“Sorry.” the girl replied while sliding her backpack off her right shoulder.

A.J. continued forward towards Bella after sliding the backpack onto the edge of the blue countertop. She continued past the other Cullens; Rosalie, with a scowl, stood next to Emmett who had his hands placed in his jean pockets, and Carlisle stood behind Esme with his arms wrapped around her in an embrace. Once the newborn was within a few feet of Bella, she automatically outstretched her hand, eager to introduce herself.

“Hey, I’m-oh gosh!” A.J. exclaimed.

The scent of Bella’s blood hit her like a truck. Her palm audibly smacked against her nose and mouth with tight-shut eyes. All self-control she had learned was immediately forgotten. The only thing occupying her mind was tearing Bella’s throat out. She’s the most agile out of anyone here. She could easily snatch Bella up without getting caught. If only Edward-

“It’s blood, A.J.” Edward gave a stern reminder, his hand leaving his pocket and placing it on Bella’s lower back.

With a frown, Rosalie took hold of A.J.’s free arm and led her to stand by her side.

A.J. cleared her throat, “I know. I’m good.” The hand which had just been pressed against her mouth shot up in an innocent manner

Edward stared at her for a brief moment. A.J. knew what he was doing; reading every single thought that crossed her mind. She couldn’t blame him, after all, hearing your newly transformed sister contemplate using your girlfriend as a Capri-Sun was definitely off-putting.

“Forgive A.J.,” Carlisle spoke up after sending his daughter a soft smile, “She’s towards the end of her first year as a newborn.”

Bella shook her head, “N-newborn?”

A creaking branch from just outside the balcony doors grabbed everyone’s attention and prevented Bella from getting an answer. Edward’s eyes lingered a second on A.J. before setting them upon Alice. With bright eyes and a warm smile on her oval face, Alice stepped along the sturdy branch as a stiff Jasper trailed behind her. Even without possessing an ability like Edward’s or Jasper, A.J. recognized the struggle he was facing.

Despite the moral issues of their thoughts, Jasper’s shared internal conflict comforted A.J. The pained look on his face outshone the one on hers. She assumed because he had tasted human blood numerous times before that the temptation he faced was far greater. At that moment, A.J. silently thanked her parents for never letting her taste it, though she also was grateful for the natural disgust she had for it, even if it caused her to get an ‘F’ in 9th grade science class.

“Hi, Bella!” Alice greeted while hopping down from the tree branch.

A.J.’s darkened eyes followed Alice as she practically skipped to Bella and threw her shrug-covered arms around the human. Bella’s arms stiffly returned the gesture as she muttered a ‘hi’.

Alice pulled away from Bella, her bracelets jingling, with Jasper standing neatly behind his wife.

“Oh! You do smell good.” she exasperated.

“Mm!” A.J. agreed with a stiff smile, “Like daisies.” she joked, slowly gaining her control back, though still cradled by Rosalie.

Edward’s eyes flickered as a bewildered look spread across his face, “Alice-what are you-,”

“It’s okay,” Alice cut him off, “Bella and I are gonna be great friends!”

A brief silence fell over the group as Jasper kept his dark eyes trained on Bella’s form. Edward visibly stiffened next to his girlfriend and subtly pushed himself in front of her. With his arms still wrapped around Esme, Carlisle glanced at the new couple before switching his focus to Jasper, who had yet to fully gain his self-control back.

“Sorry,” Carlisle broke the silence, “Jasper’s our newest vegetarian. It’s a little difficult for him.”

Jasper’s neck twitched ever so slightly as the constipated look on his face transitioned to a small pained smile. A.J. subtly peered over to Emmett, who was already looking at her with a smirk, sharing an unspoken agreement to bring this up later. Seeming to forget that she was standing between them, Rosalie reminded them by glaring at the mischievous pair, not understanding how either of them could be laughing in this situation.

“It’s a-pleasure to meet you.” he forced out, his unblinking eyes staring a hole into Bella.

A normal person watching from the outside might assume that, beneath the love-struck gaze Alice was giving her husband, she may be holding a gun to his spine. Thankfully, that wasn’t the case, and it was simply because he was staving off his bloodthirsty instincts.

“It’s okay, Jasper.” Alice assured him when she noticed his intense stare not dissipating, “You won’t hurt her.”

A snicker escaped Emmett, “Yeah, contrary to Edward’s previous statements about himself.” Carlisle and Esme both eyed their son.

A.J.’s perkiness returned, “Yeah, heard it was quite a doozy when Edwardo told ya about us-or I guess what he was.” A.J. grinned at Edward while leaning away from Rosalie.

Edward’s face immediately dropped, “Emmett, please-,”

“As if you could outrun me!” Emmett mimicked, “As if you could fight me off!” he threw a few light punches.

Edward shifted, “A.J., don’t-,”

A.J. wiggled her body as she brushed her hair behind her ear, “You wouldn’t hurt me.” she morphed her accent to match Bella’s.

“Seriously, please-,”

Emmett stifled a laugh, “S-say it-w-what am I?” he snickered out.

A.J. bit her bottom lip aggressively while brushing her hair behind her ear yet again, “V-vampire.”

“Alright, enough, you two.” Esme chastised, “No more embarrassing us in front of our guest.” her smile returned as soon she met Bella’s eyes again.

The pair snickered together like two children who just successfully completed a prank, much to the dismay of their brother. Rosalie smirked at their nonsense, the bitterness she possessed for this situation being sweetened by their mimicry, if only for a moment.

Bella nodded awkwardly with a straight mouth, “Wow, you did a really good impression of me, I thought we hadn’t met yet.” she pointed her hands with her palms down at the group in front of her as she joked.

A.J. took a break from her tomfoolery and turned her attention back to Bella.

“Thank you, I learned from the best.” the youngest Hale bowed dramatically while directing her outstretched arm to Edward.

“He never shuts up about you,” Rosalie stated, her arms crossed.

This only started Emmett and A.J. again as their faces contorted waggish looks.

“Yes, well, apparently Alice never keeps things to herself.” Edward sent her a pointed look as she was leading Jasper to join the others.

Alice stopped an arms-lengths away from A.J. and placed her hands on her hips, “Oh, come on, you know I have to tell someone.” she defended herself.

“And you chose A.J.” Edward replied.

Alice shrugged before placing her hands on said girl’s shoulders, “What can I say? She’s an Angel!” she gave her a squeeze to emphasize when she said ‘Angel’.

“Born and raised.” A.J. beamed despite Edward’s eye roll.

Emmett opened his mouth again, “Oh no, but you should hear the way Edison talks about you,” the vampire lifted his arms into the position one would use while gazing out of a window, “Oh, Bella’s hair looked breathtaking today.” he spoke in a brooding voice.

A.J. inhaled Alice’s hair obnoxiously loud through her nose, which caused her sister to pull away, “Oh, and it smelled like strawberries-my favorite vegetable when I was human.”

Emmett reached around Rosalie and smacked A.J.’s arm, “Vegetable?” he laughed out.

“Angel, Emmett, come on,” Carlisle warned.

Bella swung her head to peer at Edward, a smirk laced on her face despite his clear embarrassment.

“And this is paraphrasing here?” Bella inquired.

A.J. teetered her head, “More or less.”

Carlisle perked up, “Edward, why don’t you show Bella the rest of our home?” he suggested, clearly attempting to aid his son and prevent him from further teasing.

Edward paused as he glanced at his adoptive father. His face contorted into a bewildered look as his topaz eyes fell back onto Bella.

“Alright, yeah,” Edward agreed without hesitation, “I’m gonna take you on a tour of the rest of the house.”

Edward sent one more look toward his family before turning and beginning to lead Bella away.

“Well, I’ll see you soon,” Alice stated, her golden eyes still twinkling.

Bella staggered, “Okay.” she nodded before following Edward behind her.

As the new couple departed from the room, particularly sassy on Edward’s part, giddy and relieved sighs or laughs fell from the more enthused of the Cullen’s.

“I think that went well,” Carlisle stated as he separated himself from his wife.

Esme was the first to step away from the group and into the large kitchen, stopping briefly in front of the shattered glass and scattered vegetables on the floor.

“Pick this up. Now.” the matriarch demanded Rosalie, who was still in a temperamental state.

The blonde simply rolled her eyes before stepping around Emmett and crouching down to pick up the larger pieces of broken glass. As she picked up the glass, the other Cullens migrated into the kitchen to ensue a family gossip about what happened. Carlisle and Esme walked to the other side of the island to finish the food as Alice trailed over to stand to the side of the fridge nearest the wall Bella and Edward had been at, with Jasper following closely. Emmett stayed stationary, practically hovering over his wife, who looked ready to snap at a moment’s notice.

She glared up at her husband, “If you’re going to gawk, you might as well help me.” she snapped.

Emmett’s hands shot up innocently, “Woah, I was about to offer, babe, but if you don’t want to ask nicely…then I think I’ll stay put.”

Rosalie huffed as her eyes evaded him, “Emmett, will you please help me pick up the broken glass and lettuce?”

“See? Now, was that so hard?��� Emmett teased as he walked down the hall to presumably grab a broom.

Rosalie stood and strutted towards the trash can, “Don’t make me regret it.”

“Alright, so, moving on…let’s look compare and contrast.” A.J. teetered her hands as if imitating a scale.

Carlisle and Esme watched as their daughter slithered past them before plopping herself on the vacant island countertop.

Carlisle and Esme shared a knowing glance as they gathered the chopped up meat into a bowl.

“How so?” Carlisle inquired with the same gentle smile he always gave A.J.

“Well, for starters, Bella lived. Pro. Jasper and I,” A.J. flip-flopped her right hand as her legs kicked in and out, “Seem like psychos. Con.”

Esme let a gasp fall from her rosy lips, “Don’t call yourself that!” she urged as she tossed

Jasper’s mouth twitched as Alice gently swung his left arm, “What about what she said ‘bout me?”

“Well, you were no ‘Rock Hudson’.” Rosalie snorted while stepping out of Carlisle’s way as he opened a cupboard door.

“At least I wasn’t the one who lost her temper.” Jasper sassed at his adoptive sister, which earned him a scowl.

Emmett popped out from behind the corner with a broom in hand, “Hey! Better watch your mouth, old man. Ain’t anything wrong with being a little feisty. I like her that way.” he shot a wink towards Rosalie, who was now standing next to A.J.

“Ew.” Alice and A.J. exclaimed in tandem.

“Old man?” Jasper laughed incredulously while Alice played with his cold fingers.

The pixy-like woman stood on the balls of her feet, “Oh, don’t listen to them, Jazz, you did wonderfully. Besides, you’re my old man.” she pressed her heart-shaped lips to his pale cheek.

Jasper smiled down at her gleaming face, “Though I appreciate your kind words, ma’am, why am I being called ‘old man’? Shouldn’t we be reserving that term for Carlisle?” his gaze turned outwards at the busy vampires.

Carlisle glanced at Jasper, “I may the ‘old man’ here, but I prefer to be left out of this discussion.” he smiled while handing Esme a clear plastic container.

“Yes!” A.J. threw her strong arms up in frustration, “Lemme’ finish my compare and contrasting before baseball.” she felt Rosalie’s finger push a few loose strands of her braided hair behind her left ear.

Emmett’s head shot up, pausing his sweeping. A wide smile was spread across his narrow jaw and a glint shone in his golden eyes; it was clear he was about to say either the most heartwarming sentence over or something moderately offensive to someone in the room.

“Oo! I got one,” he exclaimed while turning his attention to A.J., “Bella can’t be Italian. Pro. Because a true Italian can’t resist Italian cuisine. Con.”

Esme furrowed her arched brows, “Why is her not being Italian a ‘pro’?” she inquired as the last of the prepared food was placed in a clear, plastic container.

“Yeah,” A.J. laughed, “What do you have against Italians?”

Emmett ceased his sweeping once again, “Mario Kart, Aje. That and their disgusting pizza.” he bent down and set the dustpan in front of the pile he gathered together.

Rosalie scoffed as Emmett swept the glass and vegetables into the pan, “Not this again. Emmett, when you tried authentic Italian pizza, it was after you were turned. Therefore, you do not know what true Italian pizza tastes like.” her face had the look of a mother whose child wouldn’t stop repeating an explicit word.

“If the Italians made pizza as good as everyone goes on about, then it should have been able to overpower my nonexistent tastebuds,” he emphasized his point by dumping the debris into the trash can that was attached to the inside of a bottom cabinet near the kitchen sink.

A.J. shrugged with pursed lips, “Although I can agree with that point; Mario Kart is made by Nintendo, which is a Japanese company.”

Emmett swerved past Esme to avoid knocking into her, “Gotta’ read between the lines, Shortie-,”

“I’m 5’7.”

“Not the point.” Emmett retaliated, causing a chuckle from a few around them, “I don’t trust Mario from Mario Kart, and he just so happens to be Italian.”

Alice giggled, “Is that because Carlisle happens to beat you each time with Mario?”

Esme shared a smirking glance with her husband as she placed a bowl in the sink. Carlisle currently had his back turned to the rest as he washed the dishes and cutlery used to make the food they were sending Bella home with. A flashback from the most recent game night in the Cullen household came to his, and most likely the others, mind of Emmett sliding off the map ‘Rainbow Road’ as Bowser ten different times by the banana peels Carlisle threw out. Game night ended with a very irate Emmett nearly breaking an N64 controller.

“That is one of the few video games I am decent at.” Carlisle spoke as he handed a dish to Esme for her to dry, “I refuse to feel guilty for beating you.”

Jasper and Rosalie smirked at each other from across the room.

“A little more than decent.” Rosalie exhaled forcefully through her nose in amusement.

Emmett’s lips twitched as he uses his foot to close the cupboard door, “Ten times, you knocked me off of that damn road-,”

“Emmett,” Esme warned him of his choice of language.

Emmett stepped past Alice and Jasper, “Sorry. Ten times I was knocked off that damn map-,”

An eyebrow of Esme’s shot up as she glared at Emmett, “Really?”

“Oh, come on, I-,”

“Your sister doesn’t need to hear that.” Esme cut him off as she nodded towards A.J. and dried the last dish.

Emmett disappeared with the broom for a split second before coming to a halt in front of the outside of the island.

A.J. nodded before zipping next to Alice, “Yeah, Emmett, Alice is sensitive.” her hands were slapped by the woman she teased when she tried to cover her ears.

Emmett hissed, “Actually, A Jaybird, I think she was addressing the child in the room.”

“Child!” A.J. exclaimed with a slight crack of her voice and immediately dropped her previously thrown-up hand to her throat.

Emmett laughed loudly, “I think that proves her point, besides I’ve heard you say much worse than ‘damn’.”

A.J. thrusted her pointer finger at her brother, “Liar!” she exclaimed dramatically.

“You called him a bitch last Tuesday,” Rosalie stated from her spot by where A.J. previously was sitting.

An obnoxiously loud gasp left A.J. as her jaw dropped. As Carlisle turned with crossed arms and leaned his weight against the counter, Esme’s eyes matched his and immediately snapped towards A.J.’s equally wide ones. Within a few steps, Esme was next to A.J. and wrapped her bare arms around her daughter. Her gentle hands cradle both A.J. head and her back, mimicking a mother consoling a crying child.

“Do you the example you’re setting for your baby sister?” Esme questioned with a mischievous glint in her topaz eyes.

All but Emmett chuckled at the situation as A.J. pouted her wide lips and hugged Esme back.

“Yeah, Eminem.” the newborn played along, “I’m just an innocent child, and you’ve corrupted my mind in just a few short months.”

Emmett had an incredulous look on his face as his family all gradually turned on him.

“Listen here. I-,”

The burly man was cut off by Carlisle, saying, “Why don’t we all get dressed for baseball. We don’t want to waste this perfect day.” he stood to his full height and clasped his hands together.

A.J. cheered as she ripped herself from Esme with an excitable grin.

“Be careful.” Esme chuckled as her daughter zipped past Jasper and Alice.

A brief pounding up the stairs, closing of a door, and Outrageous by Britney Spears hitting the vampire’s ears indicating A.J. was already getting dressed.

Emmett stepped away from the group, “I call A.J. on my team!” he announced as the others migrated away from the kitchen and to their rooms.

“I agree!” A.J. called from her room over the loud music.

“Rose,” Alice sang while detaching herself from Jasper at the bottom of the stairs, “Teammates?” she held Rosalie’s wrists.

Rosalie smirked as Emmett and Jasper took a head start on trash-taking on their way up the stairs.

“Yeah, let’s show the men whose boss.” She agreed.

[paz-djarin]

Coffee and Books (Part 1)

Cafe/Modern AU. A bartsia falls for a book store owner.

Rating: General Audience

Authors Note: Sorry for misspelling.

Part 1 | Part 2

Rain pours down on the city, people rushing to their destinations.

A door opens to a coffee shop. The small bell rang, Din looks to see who walked in. A tall young looking man had walked in. He has short brown hair and ice blue eyes. The tall young man wore a mask that covers the lower half of his face. He wore a black turtleneck and black jeans.

He walked over to the corner.

“Hello.” Din said, “What you like to order?”

“Hello. I would like an iced, Ristretto, 10 shot, venti, with breve, 5 pump vanilla, 7 pump caramel, 4 Splenda, poured, not shaken. Oh…I and a plain black tea.” The man said.

Din said, “Alright. Alright. What is a good name for your order?”

“Paz.” He simply said as he pays for the drinks.

Din nods and gets to work on the drinks with the help of his friend, Bo-Katan. Paz steps aside, sitting at the booth and waits for his order. He pulls out his phone and starts texting someone. Din side eyes Paz, this man is perfect and mysterious. His ice blue eyes, you can easily get lost in them… Din sighs softly.

“Watch’a thinkin’ about Din.” Bo said startling him.

“N-nothing.” Din said still making the coffee and tea, “Um…”

“You staring at the customer…Paz.” Bo gently nudges him.

Din’s face went red, “No!’ He whispers shouts, “W-why would I do that!?”

“Because he’s kinda handsome.” Bo tells him.

Kinda!? More like very! “S-shut up.” Din huffs and finishes making the coffee. “Order for Paz.”

Paz gets up where he is and takes the coffee and tea “Thank you. Have a nice day.”

“You too sir.” Din said, feeling nervous.

Paz left the shop. Din felt his heart fluttering covering his face with his hands. God…I feel like I’m floating on air…

“I felt the same way about me wife Din. Remember that.” Bo said to him.

“Right…” Din trails off, great I have a crush on a guy I barely met…

Paz walked quickly to get out of the rain, he is luck he brought he umbrella. He runs into his book store.

“Sorry I’m late. I over slept again.” Paz said loudly.

“About time you arrive.” Axe said.

“I brought your abomination of a drink to you.” Paz said handing him his coffee and he took a sip of his tea.

“Nah, bruh. Your drink is an abomination, you’re only drinking a plain black tea.” Axe points out.

“It’s good. I like how it has practically no flavor.” Paz said heading over to the counter.

“You see! That is what I’m saying!” Axe said.

“If you don’t want me to bounce off the walls I’ll stick to tea.” Paz said.

Axe was about to say something, but he just shut his mouth. Looking away angry. Paz couldn’t help but to chuckle at his friend’s reaction.

The bookstore was officially opened and people began to walk in. Paz and Axe help them. Paz would help the customer get a book from a high shelf, get the book check and bought for them. Axe help them find a certain book or genre.

Din sighs thinking about Paz. He just had to find out more about him. Did have a girlfriend or a boyfriend? Where did he work? More questions filled Din’s head as the day went on. He stay focused, making drinks.

“Din don’t worry we will find your ‘boyfriend’ soon.” Bo said, “Bit not in a creepy way. Just ask him questions the next time he comes in.”

Din sighs “It’s not that easy…”

“How?” She questions him.

“I feel like when I look into his eyes. I would get lost and he is imitating yet not. His gaze is powerful-“ Din keeps talking until Bo interrupts him.

“Easy there. We will get find a way so you can talk to him…without fainting.” Bo said.

Din rolls his eyes blushing a bit, “Yeah, yeah, yeah…”

The day goes by fast. Paz and Axe close up the bookstore for tonight and parted ways. Axe heads home, while Paz heads to the cemetery. Din and Bo also close up the coffee shop for tonight. The two friends parted ways for tonight. Bo heads back home to her wife. Din heads home also, wanting to find more about Paz.

“Finally home.” Din said as he enters his apartment.

Din grads his computer and starts looking up Paz. He finds out Paz is rich. Which is a surprise for Din. He finds out Paz’s father owns his own company, practically an empire. Then he reads something heartbreaking, it was about Paz’s mother. She died to an illness.

Reading more about the Vizsla family.

He finds out Paz owns a book store. It’s just a few miles away from his coffee shop. Closing the computer. He decided he would see Paz tomorrow. Just hoped he wouldn’t be creeped out because he looked him up on the web…

[canofspooks]

Phantom Goes Cross-Country (Chapter 2)

Summary: Danny and friends make a quick stop at a gas station. Surely nothing can go wrong there!

Words: 993

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"My turn to drive. Pull over." Danny could see Tucker's eyes getting heavier and heavier as the night drew on, and he wasn't too keen on getting into a car accident. Especially not in the middle of nowhere, in the dead of night, on a road they hadn't seen another car on in half an hour.

His whole time living in Amity Park, he never realized how isolated it was from the rest of the world. Maybe the ghosts had something to do with it. Maybe it was coincidence.

Tucker squinted at the fuel gauge for a moment. "Fine, we'll switch. What'd the sign back there say?"

"Next gas station's in 2 miles. So… quarter of a mile left?" A completely bullshit answer. It was less than 2, greater than 0. Tucker couldn't prove Danny wrong in his half-asleep state, and that's what mattered.

"Thank god. This baby needs fuel, and so do I. If I don't get a Red Bull, I'm gonna pass the fuck out."

Danny scoffed. "You need sleep, not caffeine."

He glanced down at the car's clock. Nearly 11 PM. If not for the fact that he'd been on a near-constant adrenaline rush for the last few days, he'd probably have fallen asleep by now. But here he was, in the car with his two best friends, going on a roadtrip and leaving Amity behind for the first time in ages. It wasn't permanent, as much as he desperately wanted to never step foot in the Nasty Burger again, but a break from flipping burgers and dealing with Dash was all he really wanted.

In the distance, the florescent lights of the gas station began to light up the side of the road. Danny basked in the unnatural glow as Tucker pulled up next to one of the pumps.

Tucker got out of the car and stretched with a long, exaggerated yawn. "Do you want anything?" He tossed the keys to Danny.

"Soda. Any kind. Which one of these is for the gas cap?" He held the keyring up to the light, as if that would help him distinguish the right key among what seemed to be every key Tucker had ever owned.

"The small one," Tucker said, as if it was obvious, and went through the glass doors of the convenience store. Danny got the right one eventually, after trying about twelve different "small" keys. He leaned against the car and waited for the tank to fill up. His eyes wandered over the advertisements for cigarettes, slushies, and bags of ice until the word "marlboro" stopped making sense.

Then he saw something move. Out of the corner of his eye, in the shadows of the building where the overhead lights weren't strong enough to reach. Something had moved. He'd been dealing with ghosts long enough to know that if he turned to look, all he'd see was concrete. Sure enough, this was the case.

No. He wasn't in Amity anymore. Not everything had to be a ghost lurking around the corner. He was probably just tired from staring at the open road.

His attention snapped over to Tucker leaving the convenience store with a bag in one hand and a can of Red Bull in the other. He paid for the gas and crossed his arms.

"You're not drinking that."

"Why not? You're gonna fall asleep too if you don't have someone to talk to."

"The radio can keep me company. Come on, you need sleep."

Tucker cracked the can open and lifted it up to his lips, challenging him to make a move. "I got a degree in computer science, Danny. If anyone here knows how to go without sleep for 48 hours, it's me."

Danny snatched the can out of Tucker's hands and bolted away, until there was a sizable distance between the two. Enough that he could keep his prize if his friend decided to chase after him. If Tucker wanted to crash and burn, he'd have to work for it.

"Yeah, well now you're an old geezer who works a 9-to-5. If I let you do this, you'll be cranky all day tomorrow."

"We're like a month apart!" Tucker threw his hands up. Their stand-off continued, but when neither of them made a move, Tucker opened the passenger-side door with a groan. "Fine. But don't waste it by pouring it onto the grass, c'mon."

With his victory secured, Danny walked back over and hopped into the driver seat. He set the can in the cup holder and pointed at Tucker. "You. Sleep. No energy drinks until you've had like at least an hour."

Tucker leaned the seat back and pulled his beanie down over his eyes. "I see mother-henning runs in the family," he mumbled under his breath.

He almost didn't hear it over the noise of the engine starting. Honestly, he wished he hadn't.

"Say shit like that again and I'm going to crash your car." He pulled out of the gas station and tried to remember how driving worked. He probably should've mentioned that he didn't own a car, and hadn't driven in what felt like forever. Oh well.

"Daniel Masters. Holy fuck, that would've been funny."

"You're delirious. Go to sleep."

"I'm hilarious is what I am." Tucker devolved into a fit of laughter in the seat beside him, and it took everything in Danny's power to just keep driving. Eventually, after he'd caught his breath, Tucker added, "Oh yeah. I was talking to the guy at the gas station and y'know what he said?"

"What, did he ask if you're a professional comedian?"

"He said not to pick up any hitchhikers, 'cause there's apparently ghosts around the area."

Danny raised an eyebrow. "Wait, really?"

"Yeah. Now, I didn't really have a destination in mind when Sam and I planned the trip, so if you wanted…"

"A good old-fashioned ghost hunt? For old time's sake?" he guessed.

"Exactly what I'm thinking."

[sweetlyocs]

Memories of You 

synopsis: Zhouxia goes through her mind of memories as she prepares to leave behind the ones she’s lost (June prompt 16 ‘I don’t think it was possible to love someone this much’)

note: okay so this does indirectly mention Jonghyun and Sulli, not by name but as reference for pure character development - so please be cautious reading if you are very sensitive to this! also i will be trying to pump out the rest of the june prompts before the end of the month so we may start getting double posts.. so enjoy!

Life right now felt so right, it was like everything in her world was finally making sense. She was with her family, she had found a home where her mind, body and heart was so safe that she thought nothing could break her down. In a way it scared her, she faced so many doubt and fears but walking into the room seeing all their faces it made her feel like every bad day was worth something.

Zhouxia loved sitting and watching time pass, it used to worry her about how much time would pass her by and the fear of never being good enough would always loom over her head. Even in such trying times she never felt like anything would work out but once again, it somehow fell into place. It was weird, despite them all having worked together, having their labelmates around seemed to liven things up even more. Through the announcement of Mark and Dream reuniting, having her first family back around her and even the staff cooing and cheering them all on, it was a moment that she wished she could freeze forever. Zhouxia wanted to savour these moments, saving them as they are right now, the sounds of laughter filling the air and the smiles that illuminated all of their faces. 

Slowly she stepped away and out of the picture, feigning innocence to their calls to join in - acting like she was consumed by someone else. If at any point she did leave, she didn’t want to be part of such memories, it scared her. Like when she would look at images of her when she was younger sitting with her seniors, her eyes always strayed towards their faces. It felt like at times she never remembered their laughs, or the sound of their voices. Before they move to a new building she wanted to run and hide, saying goodbye felt so hard to her. 

As she walked the halls, she took note of the memories that she had created between the walls. She remembers the first time she met Suho and his kindness as he showed her the direction she needed to head. Or even the first time she was awestruck by some members of SuJu and SHINee, even know she has to think back and laugh. Even as she remembered all these times, as the walls became emptier and the rooms lost that strong presence that they always had, Zhouxia was still uneasy about this new chapter. 

She wished with every fibre of her being that if she picked up the phone right now he would answer, she wanted to call him and just voice her fears knowing that he would have the right answers. She wasn't aware how long she had been slipping into this mindset but it was something that was growing stronger and just like how she wished she could freeze NCT right now, she wished that he had been able to freeze and be by her side. 

Finding her way to the hallway right behind the practice rooms, her eyes caught the once hidden scribble on the wall.  Always climb to where the stars reach the moon, I’ll be waiting for you

The world felt quiet when she was up sitting on the fire escape, even the sound of the cars below didn’t seem all that loud. Her mind was left racing as she visited all the memories she had stored, unknowingly shedding tears. She hadn’t even noticed the presence of one of the boys until he sat next to her wrapping his arm around her leg as he sat lower on the escape snapping her out of her daydream. 

Looking down at Johnny, she watched as he looked over the rail as the lights changed across the city. She felt her heart calming with his presence consuming her. They weren’t exchanging any words but she had never been so thankful to not be alone, she reached her hand forward and clasped his, 

“I didn’t think it would be this hard, it’s just a building right?” Johnny turned his head, humming as he took in her appearance. He wasn’t stupid at knowing how much everything was hitting her. It had taken so long for them to all settle back together and even just seeing how she carried herself around, she wasn’t handling the change as well as what she was appearing to them. 

“It’s been home, Xia it’s okay that you’re not doing okay.. But you need to talk to us, what’s wrong?” “ I don’t think it was possible to love someone this much, it’s been years but just for a moment I want to be that little girl that would go running into his arms when he walked down this hallway. I want to sit out here and eat food I know I'm not allowed to be eating and have him tell me stories of being away. I don’t want to leave and forget him…” “Zhouxia you won-” “I know that. But it feels like I will.”

Shifting her eyes, she searched for the moon, knowing that if she saw it, it would feel like he was there where Johnny sat.

“When I saw everyone in the room, hearing them all. It just made me feel like at any second I could lose it, I don’t want to lose any of them again. It hurt so much having to be without you all and I’m scared that one day I’m going to wake up and I’m not going to be able to hear you” 

Johnny sat in silence taking in her words, even before their dynamic changed the two never held many deep talks, she never disclosed these kinds of feelings before and he wondered just how long they had been bubbling inside her. 

“Past is past, and just because we’re moving doesn’t mean you have to forget all those memories you have with him Xia, with anyone who isn’t around anymore. You just have to take them with you” “Even though I feel like I forget his laugh sometimes?” “Especially then, it’s those moments that you come to us, hell even go to one of his members. Remember him how you need to, and I promise you, you won’t forget him. Not even a little bit” 

Nodding, the two went back to watching the world, standing up, Zhouxia shook out her legs trying to return the feeling back into them. Holding out her hand to Johnny, she kissed his cheek as he stood, 

“Promise I won’t lose you again?” “Kiddo, none of us are ever letting you go, I promise”

[the-firebird69]

Fuel prices are dropping production is up there making a ton of vehicles the prices are still dropping. It took a long time to fill the ships that seem to be full and the other taking oil up there. Tons of ships it's not really that smart no that's stupid so the guy keeps doing it in the max are pissed off no it's exposing him. When do you said who cares about this oil stuff and he found a ton of people monitoring him and he flipped out. Went right at our son and people said we can't wait you heard him because you're figuring out you're stupid and they went at him and it started to hit him one day is right on top of you with a club or something and you saw him with it and you went inside and said this guy's got this and he keeps showing up there is some kind of weapon and the cops are going after him tonight cuz I noticed he's doing it to them. He keeps doing it to other people and he's getting attacked. Trying to do it your son and a son turned around and said out loud I just use it on you so he left. He's done stuff to her son and he's very arrogant he thinks he can keep doing it and we need to impress upon him that he cannot. We're at a store right now. His people are being grabbed by the bushel and he is getting assaulted everywhere he goes and he got shot in the head twice just past week and we think two more times and finally he and his begin at downward slide where he belongs. He's already in one I guess he's going to spiral down just as he's more like are

We're taking a lot of territory tonight not just in the middle areas but in the upper cold Northern areas there are areas right now that we are grabbing and they are going to be ours. And it's a side note Biden is falling down occasionally and it's the idiot code but it's really the max and we are going after them and I'm going after them pretty hard. And we saw that Megan Merkel passed out and died at Taylor Swift concert and you can see the trumpsters around her and she tried to have a revived no she had them do it and she said I'm no sucker like this guy and he knows I'm doing things that are a lot longer and thought off in 5 minutes and you're not and your people are not and this is disgusting you're a f****** moron and you're probably influenced by Max to do this and you can't see how it's going to help you these are toddler vehicles and you can use it that's cover and I don't want to hear you people ever again and she leaves and says he's really right and she had people of hers taken to the hospital right away and they cooled her off and figured out what was wrong she had and he exhaustion and they started nutrients and they're pumping her heart and they was after just a little and she came back and she said what happened and Taylor Swift explained it and she said they were saying that I'm doing it and making it seem like I was is very potent and she said who was and she found him and she said you can't really talk about it you get so much worse she knows I'm in trouble out of control it's true and it's on the news and it did it to the wife of child fat Nancy and finally found her the water is cool but not that cool and she had to be revived and they treated her for amoeba and all sorts of stuff and he came and found her very healthy scanned and ran a treatment or two she was mad and said he already did that and said you have to do it again and she said okay and she said what happened and she said someone had me helped and they had it on the news and said wow that's weird not really but it says the Max and having to fight I can't stand it anymore I don't know what to do and they said we know what to do and they're trying to do it it doesn't look like it's working.

-they're going up to the north but in Russia it's daytime so we're taking the area and we're holding it so he says well Justin I suppose you're going to boots Thanksgiving dinner to say some sort of code and his smiling is saying that's terrific Chris.

I was thinking about what our boy was saying and he responds differently to you guys cuz you're very old and he's not... But we are going to take those territories we haven't moved in yet and there's other areas too it will be right they'll be right and really they're the entire Great lakes region all the way to Superior and Northern New England will be a few more days Northern Russia will be probably the tomorrow almost all of it in northern Europe will take a week or two they're really entrenched there and we know why and Britain is part of the problem and it's bja and he says nice one keeping me awake and all you're going to have a waking nightmare very soon bja called The edge of Tomorrow rather than someone giving you advice on how to do things cuz you're taking advantage of it and he's suddenly saying this sucks and people are mad and it's going to go that way. So I guess we're not taking the territory tonight.

-we have other things to talk about and some of them are the asinine attitude. And as another side note when they hit Joe with a taser he's so big and it doesn't do much and it causes him to get a little stronger cuz he's a giant and after him with three times we saw him come over and pick one of the cops up and toss them into the other ones and run and they said that was an experience so our son leans over and does to see who it tasers do but you're not going to remember it and the guys taser is still on and he had him getting zapped by it and the others are trying to take it off and get zapped. And there's a few other things but the story came back many times and the guys kept getting their asses kicked you keep trying to zap him with the taser and he tells him not to do it and they keep doing it and says you have no right to kidnap me one day you said when you're out under the teaser I should blow your brains out nice is it going to shoot you then and they didn't they tased him and he thought about it one of me picked up and he threw in the ground real hard because little brain damage they got rules over and starts teasing the other guys. So he's kind of stupid and you start doing it the young guys are going you won't do that and start to taste him and they cause brain damage they taste each other so much. One of them heard if I taste enough myself eventually I'll be like Chris and the other ones are hearing it too start teasing themselves one of them is 14 times in our sense is not really 110 or whatever it is 160 or something and it started doing it over and over you have to be hydrated and the guys go oh no and they were woken up and they were kind of fried and stupid went to his house and they tried to taser him and they were leaving and start teasing each other while they're driving one of them got in an accident and said he took the taser out and he tazed me and the guy had in his hand and they arrested him and they put him on trial now so one day it says I guess you want to get the jump on someone with the taser and then walk around today sometimes with a hand on the taser cuz they're idiots and one of them pulls it out in the other does and they start teasing each other one of them hits one of the guys in the forehead and it's stuck in and his tasering his brain and the guys going that is not nice it hurt and stuff I didn't do anything to his muscles so his tasering the other guy and he pulled it out real fast and it ripped the skin is bleeding all over the place it started a massive fight

. The sun says you can't even recover from one taser it did nothing like me and he tried to look at the guy like that and he's looking at him and he falls over and he says I've seen him almost fall over a million times and you hear this horseshoes and hand grenades gets up starts tasering people cuz maybe you guys batteries are low so some people are taking wires from the wall in the cutting them they're trying to hit people with it this is in the sheriff's office. When I'm not let the prisoners out hope they fight the shark from the way out and they did they got tasered. They turn into a massive fight and they find the guy for opening the door. And finally calm down and son says I get hit by 2:20 it was probably like 1:10 and usually it doesn't do anything to me makes my finger hurt a little but you guys pass out you're not my people so they go we're used to it somebody's taking the wires and jamming on his tongue. And his eyeballs start popping out and they knocked him over and he's passed out and he said that guy's not his gets up and he's not charged and started swinging he was I feel very powerful and our son says she only got zapped once so he goes over and get hits himself a few times. And it's slightly different energy but usually they're doped and they are a little and he picked a desk up above his head and said look it works. And he threw it and he says he's not really lying and it works a little on us when we're doped up and the death is a couple hundred pounds and he threw it like it wasn't so the others are trying to do it is don't zap your tongue you moron your brain isn't going to get up and kick someone's ass and they started laughing and they're hitting their arms and legs and stuff well grabs it sticks in the stomach and he goes out and he fell over and passed out so this was happening for quite a while and it was going on for about 2 hours and finally they stop doing it and one of them said I feel really strong any practice on my bars and he bent some bars they're they're only like half inch but they're very solid and they're they're higher strength steel came over and it started strangling one and said I could probably pick you up and toss you and the guy goes flying across the entire room which is about 18 ft across or 17 ft and hit the wall and they said holy s*** and he's just a mutant no he's Tommy f and he said this actually works and he wasn't lying and he's sitting there zapping himself again comes over to grabs the guy he's beating the s*** out of them by the way

And is attacking them and someone's kind of built and it was Brad he was quickly to the batcave it like 10 times waits a little can't find any nutrients he's drinking juice and stuff that's himself pick something up and it was light as a feather comes over and says Hi Mr incredible and you've been starting this trouble and you're under arrest tell me if turns around tries to hit him and he's pretty big and Brad is big and he looked puffed up Brad here in the chest and you fell over it started this Teutonic fight. If someone started filming it and he said look it's a Teutonic fight and they're beating each other up throwing heavy stuff and bending metal and arm and iron and it was a hell of a fight and Brad started hitting him and he fell over and his head a little and he got a little dizzy and Tommy have hit him again in the face and the others had to subdue him and I said this is what it's like if you zap our friend here and they're talking about this one and the clones and they sent it out and they said Brad is special cuz he juices all the time and he knows how to do it and he came to and they're trying to heal him and he said he yelled at me cuz he saw it was happening and he was fooled he said to the batcave and I ran over and I started doing it I got juice he said wow that's weird and we should do it without shooting him and it shows that we can do it it takes skill and effort I got this Prilosec and it's really terrible and it's not really a preservative and it's not so he went through it and he said we have to try and stop bothering him and they said you certainly are incredible Mr incredible. And he's in trouble now and they heard it and they said we all are said yeah but he beat him more or less and they said wow this is bad so you got to watch out for that guy and Brad is like you it's not much it's not different it really is not much no it's not different it's just Downs and you can do the same thing as a matter of fact Jason can do it a little easier so they're sitting there trying to do it and they're doing the regimen that says you have to be in shape at first and they start doing it and they're saying this is hell but we get it and point those guys are terror when they're juiced up and they said this is actually true and need not to be trifled with and it went out on the wire

Thor Freya

We have a little bit of that but these clones have a lot and he was right there like super soldiers and we have a fight ahead of us

Michael too

What do you mean ahead of you you're going to fall you're going to get busted up and broken and you're going to fall down

Tommy f

We're going to come at you with both fists you little a****** and Daniel and my wife told me what happened and it was you and you're trying to pin on other people

Michael too

[casspurrjoybell-27]

Claimed by the Beast - Chapter 16a

*Warning Adult Content*

Ambush - Part 1

- Knox -

When Knox finally makes it out front, his brothers are already sitting on their bikes with their ski masks on, ready to go.

"Do I even need to ask why you're late?" Gavin calls out, starting his motorcycle.

Knox says nothing while mounting his bike and slipping his mask on.

"Yeah, I figured it was the kid."

Knox scowls.

"Don't."

Gavin chuckles.

"Let's ride."

They zoom through the property gates like bats out of hell, adrenaline pumping through their veins.

Knox tries to keep his mind focused on the task at hand but with it being an hour long drive to the dock, his mind occasionally drifts back to Everett.

Asking little questions like is he okay?

Is he tucked away somewhere crying and cursing Knox's guts?

Have his feelings changed after their big argument?

And that kiss in the kitchen...

What the fuck possessed him to kiss Everett like that?

The look on Josie's face was telling.

Everyone knows it by now, don't they?

How much of a goner Knox is over Everett, a boy he's known for less than ninety days.

A foul-mouthed, stubborn piece of work who repeatedly pushes his buttons without consequence.

Yeah, Knox is a fucking goner all right.

"Fifteen out," Levi, the road captain, gathers everyone's attention when he speaks through the headset in his Bluetooth helmet, a helpful new gadget that Mason had recently suggested they purchase, alerting everyone that they're getting closer to Hickory Springs.

He holds his right fist in the air moments later before turning right onto an unmarked dirt road.

No one questions him.

It's his job to know all the shortcuts and hidden entrances and exits inside and outside of town and especially when they're venturing into someone else's territory.

It makes their rides a hell of a lot smoother most of the time.

As they slow to a stop near an abandoned cabin in the middle of a deeply wooded area, the van where Oz's weapons will be temporarily stored for safekeeping, parks behind them.

Gavin orders the driver to stick around and watch over the bikes, then Levi leads everyone up a new path a few feet away.

It takes them up a steep hill that looks out over the entire area where the shipment is set to arrive, making it the perfect vantage point. 

They're hidden by trees while also being provided with a full view of the lake and dock, granting them access to see The Jackals every move once they arrive. 

"This is a damn good spot, Levi. Remind me to buy you a bottle on the way back," Gavin says, keeping his voice low.

Levi grunts his approval in response.

"We can't all sit up here. We need to spread out and corner the bastards at all sides. Only one of them will leave here alive tonight," he then says to Knox... "You need to give some kind of a signal after you figure out who the leader of the group is so we can avoid shooting him when the shit hits the fan."

"I'll mark him with my laser," Knox says, flashing one of his modded guns. "You all should be able to see it from up here."

"If they can't, then I will," Harry, the sniper of the group, adds.

"Perfect. Problem solved." Gavin looks around and asks... "Who's volunteering to go down?"

Knox doesn't wait to see who follows him but he knows Finn isn't too far behind.

Wherever Knox goes, Finn usually follows.

The two of them decide to take cover behind a fallen tree located a few feet away from the dock, their black outfits allowing them to blend in with the darkness of the night.

"What are you carrying?" Knox asks quietly, his eyes forward and surveying the area still.

"I carry what I always carry, the best of the best shit." Finn smirks, showing off the various guns and knives attached to his body.

"Everything has a silencer on it, in case you were wondering. I didn't forget this time."

"Good," Knox mutters.

He spots a handful of his brothers spreading out nearby, some lying low in the tall weeds and others hiding behind thick trees and bushes.

They're all wearing bulletproof vests but Knox remains on edge because that won't stop a bullet to the head.

"So..." Finn starts. "How'd the kid take you having to leave?"

"Change the subject," Knox warns.

"You know you can always come talk to me about these things, right?" Finn continues, ignoring Knox's obvious discomfort with the topic. "Relationships in our line of work can be a bitch to navigate. And it doesn't help when you and your person come from different backgrounds..."

"Enough," Knox snaps. "Change the fucking subject."

Finn rolls his eyes, laughing to himself.

"Okay, asshole. How much time we got?" Knox checks his watch.

"Twenty minutes. They should be arriving soon. Don't act until I do."

"Copy that," Finn says. 

The Jackals arrive fashionably late at approximately 10:45 PM.

They come in two small boats, each carrying a total of three people.

They're clearly outnumbered but Knox refuses to call it a win for The Fallen Angels until after he picks out the leader and the rest are killed.

His brothers up above and below sit tight as The Jackals secure the boats to the rickety dock and then they begin to unload several duffle bags that are presumably filled with illegal weapons.

Only one man is yelling out orders the entire time.

He's tall with a wide build and a buzzcut.

His weapon of choice is an AK-47 and at the moment, it's slung over his back.

Unlike The Fallen Angels, The Jackals are all wearing their cuts tonight.

Bikers usually don't leave their clubhouse without it on but it was a dumbass idea for Russell to send his men out like that because it very easily reveals their identity to the public, aka the police.

Common knowledge states that when one goes out to commit a crime with friends, it isn't smart to advertise the gang that you belong to, hence why Gavin ordered everyone to leave their cuts at home.

Russell's stupidity, however, works out in Knox's favor.

He can see the SGT at Arms patch on the back of the man's cut, telling his rank and level of importance.

His fate is sealed. 

When the man isn't looking in Knox's direction, Knox briefly points his laser at his back while his men are preoccupied.

The man later instructs his team to pack the guns through the woods and up the same path that Knox used to come down to the dock.

For obvious reasons, Knox can't allow that to happen.

Gavin is riding on the same wavelength, so he whistles for his men to release hell.

Bullets stream in from all sides, leaving The Jackals with little time to react to the ambush.

They drop dead like flies but the leader remains untouched.

Well, everything apart from his mangled hands, which Knox had specifically been aiming at during the shootout to prevent the man from using his gun.

Knox rushes over to the screaming Jackal currently cursing up a storm while down on his knees, tears and sweat streaming down his pale face as he stares at pieces of his fingers on the ground.

"Who the fuck are you...?"

"We'll talk later."

Knox knocks him out with one punch.

His brothers flank in and grab the duffle bags while Knox and Finn carry No Name back up the path.

They barely make it ten feet when extra shots ring out from behind them.

There was another boat.

"Fuck, I'm hit," someone yells from nearby.

Knox and Finn exchange a quick look before dropping No Name and taking immediate cover behind a tree.

"I counted five of them," Finn talks fast while replacing the magazine on his gun.

It takes seconds for two bodies to fall from somewhere off in the distance, the heavy thump against the ground letting him know they won't be getting back up again.

"Three now. I hope they weren't any of our men... otherwise, shout-out to Harry."

"Less talking, more shooting."

Knox peeks from around the tree when the opposing gunfire quiets down.

He spots one Jackal crawling his way toward No Name's unconscious body but the two others remain out of sight.

"Fuck it."

He makes the executive decision to shoot the Jackal that he can see.

He raises his gun to fire but Finn beats him to it.

"That was my kill, you little shit."

"Mine now, old man. You move too slow," Finn laughs.

It dies quickly when he turns to his right at the sound of movement approaching him and Knox.

His response time is slow because he wrongfully assumes it's one of his brothers coming up to check on them.

"Shit," the same reflexes he used to taunt Knox suddenly fail him after identifying the stranger as their enemy.

"One on my right..." Knox doesn't think.

He reacts.

He roughly grabs Finn by his vest and tosses him to the ground out of harm's way.

Knox raises his weapon on beat with the Jackal glaring at him.

Time seems to slow itself as they shoot each other simultaneously, Knox's bullet going between the man's eyes.

He ignores the burning sensation coming from his left bicep as he bends down to check on Finn.

Gavin finally calls the all-clear after the last Jackal is killed seconds later.

[or-something-better]

September 18, 2022

Nightly RP      Written by Sam and Ruby

Charlie

winding through some of the back Nebraska roads, I keep my eyes on the road but chat to the others it was great seeing Bobby! I always learn so much from him…. And the new books? I can’t wait! Did you hear what he said about that little blue box?

Henry

I can’t wait to translate these texts.  from the shotgun seat.  these text are Enochian

Alex

Look over blue box? Title my head

Charlie

I’m excited to see that too! Maybe I can learn some laughs  whatever is locked in that box can teleport a person… I want to see what makes it work….

Alex

Man Smiles I am excited to see Bobby again I am so happy and visiting Bobby I love how good he find lord

Henry

That is cool. Then we won't have to ask dad, Cass, ruby and Crowley anymore

Charlie

pulling into a set of gas pumps time to fill up the tank… I won’t be long.

Henry

I'm getting snacks anyone want anything?  gets out and grabs my wallet from my bag

Charlie

Sure! A Milky Way and a Mountain Dew.

Alex

Yeah I can have vanilla Starbucks and Takis

Charlie

I finish filling the car and get in to wait, pulling the car closer to the door

Henry

Ok you got it  goes into the store skipping   drinks what do I want?  grabs theirs drinks ooo they have bugs juice  claps my hands before grabbing it. Grabs the snacks and heads to check out. When I get there I notice the headline and adds it to my pile. Walks out and gets in  guys there's been 3 animal attacks with their hearts rip out. Must be werewolf

Alex

Came around and I sneak up on Charlie driver side and I slam my on window

Charlie

Pretty easy to figure that out…. Suppose we should stay close?

Alex

Get in the car

Henry

It's the hunter thing to do. Saving things, hunting things, the family business  passes out the items

Ruby

Do you hear that? I stop and listen.

Sam

Walking back into the map room from the kitchen, I hand Ruby one of the beers in my hand. Do I hear what? Not sure what she’s getting at because we’re alone in the Bunker.

Ruby

Nothing! Isn’t it wonderful? Sometimes it gets hectic here with everyone around.

Sam

Chuckling, I twist off the cap of the beer and nod in agreement. I hear that, didn’t think we’d get any space until we got back down to New Orleans… and speaking of that, I’m thinking that this weekend is the best time to try to go, what do you think?

Ruby

That would be great. I have a list of things I need us to get through this time. It feels like time is running out for us.

Crowley

I appear in the Bunker, eyeing the couple and smirk seeing that my presence caused them to fall silent

Sam

Before I can say anything I notice that we’ve been joined by the unwelcome arrival of Crowley. You know everyone's gone at the moment Crowley, so you picked the wrong time to visit

Crowley

I lean against the table arching a brow Rude. I actually wanted to speak with the two of you.

Ruby

I can’t think of anything that you could possibly need to talk to us about.

Crowley

I can think of at least one. I stare both of you in the eyes for a minute Perhaps the recent theft of my property.

Sam

We didn’t know it was your property, but that’s beside the point. Why did you have Chuck's ashes in the first place? Just what exactly did you think you could do with them?

Crowley

To be honest, I didn’t have any plans for them, though it seemed a shame to just leave those bones and ashes out there to rot. With a shrug I raise my hand, a glass of scotch materializing Plus, you never know when the remains of the former almighty could be useful. Presented the opportunity, I glance towards Ruby I’m sure you would have done the same.

Ruby

I can see what you mean. I might have actually done the same if the opportunity had presented itself. I tell him, not mentioning that I did just that.

Sam

Well now you don’t have to worry about it anymore. There aren’t any ashes left to worry about.

Crowley

I raise my hand to cut him off I’m aware of what happened to the ashes. I’m also aware that your new friend isn’t exactly who we seem to think. That’s what I’m here to talk about.

Charlie

turning to Alex and henry well my best strength is research…. I can get us a room….

Henry

I can check the bodies out  rummages around in my bag to pull out an id

Alex

I can change into Bear

Charlie

Yeah… looks like a college town. You’ll fit right in. nods at Alex that’s a great idea. No one will suspect a bear in the woods…

Alex

Nod I will come back if I found something Bear get out car and change into Bear my clothes rip and Bear zoom into the wood

Charlie

opening the car door I’ll go check us in and look into police databases, see what information I can find. Reach out if you need me. getting in the car I drive away to a nearby hotel where I get us a room and immediately get to work  making sure to bring Bobby’s box—couldn’t have that going into the wrong hands

Henry

walks to the morgue and makes sure I look the look. Walks in and walks up to the desk.  hi I'm a local student writing a paper on animal attacks. I would like to see the bodies from last night

Morgue Orderly

Sorry, I can't let you in here. It's against the rules. Sorry, you'll have to come back when the supervisors are here.

Henry

pulls out a hundred and slides it to them what about a 100 dollars  dose my puppy eyes

Morgue Orderly

Looks around to make sure they are alone and then takes the money and puts it in my pocket Well, I’m off on my lunch hour right now… like I said. Come back later. I walk off leaving the morgue unlocked

Henry

slips into the morgue  ok let's examine dead bodies  flips through the clipboard and finds the man rip heart, claw marks hmm looks like he fought back. I seen everything  puts everything back and walks to hotel

Alex

Bear smell up and smelling and run and look around smelling and Bear have ear up hear something Bear zoom run far away from the sound and Bear smelling and burn her nose that should be the Bear cover her nose with paw and Bear nose smell on ground and sniffing like a bloodhound and walking over and found this strange thing area Bear wide eye seen evidence of blood and some bush that sure one of attack happen. Oh my holy lord Gabe bear look over notice the cave open and look over densely cover the hill and wide eye. Bear excited found some werewolves lair and Bear shit and zoom run back to hotel

Crowley

I see that I have your attention I start to pace in front of them, making sure to keep eye contact. Despite how smart you both seem to think you are, you’re backing the wrong horse. Abel is nothing. He’s not nearly as powerful as Cain. Cain was the first Knight of Hell. Abel isn’t even that. Can’t both of you see that Lucifer is the real powerhouse behind this operation? He’s the puppet-master, the ‘wizard behind the curtain’ if you will. Lucifer has his hands all of this, and probably is even the one who got Abel out of heaven to start with. Pausing in front of Ruby, I fix her with a stare. Don’t you remember what it was like to have Lucifer on the throne? I watch your face morph and know I have your attention I can see that you do remember. What do you think it’ll look like with him back on the throne? Do you Really think he’ll let you play house with his ex prom dress? I whip around and pin Moose with a stare. Do you think your pretty new decoration is going to do anything but make him want to relive your ‘Night Under The Stars?’ No! Any powers you Think you have now is like trying to behead a vampire with a butter knife. Just think, how badly did he want you when you were just riding high on demon blood and with a little bit of Azazel’s juice coursing through you. Now you’re a whole knight of…

Sam

Sam looks over and meets Ruby’s return look. Neither of them say a word.

Charlie

sitting at my laptop I start telling Alex and Henry what I’ve found it’s definitely werewolves, body descriptions match in the police reports, where they were found… it makes sense.

Charlie

sighs if we don’t do something… more people are going to die

Alex

Oh ok stand up what should we do about werewolves?

Henry

I agree.  fiddles with a pen  We should form a plan to stop this. Alex only sliver blades can kill them remember?

Charlie

And since we have my car—we’re a little unprepared…. Maybe we should call Dean?

Henry

Yes we should and I always have my blades with me  pulls one out of my boot

Charlie

picking up my phone I tell Siri to call Dean and wait for it to ring

Dean

driving down the interstate, hearing my phone ring I see Charlies name pop I quickly answer it hey Char what’s up kid?

Charlie

Hey! So we came to visit with Bobby… and on a pit stop we are pretty sure we found ourselves a werewolf hunt…. All the signs are here. Missing hearts, claw marks… three in recent weeks.

Dean

Who alls with you? And where ya at?

Charlie

Me, Henry and Alex. And we’re at the sunshine motel in Beatrice NE.

Dean

Alright there’s no way you guys and take them on alone. Stay put tile I get there. I’m only about 2 hours out! listening on the phone as i pull off the next exit going in the opposite direction to get there

Charlie

hearing the click I turn to Alex and Henry  he’s on his way, I guess for now we wait….

Alex

Ok Walk over and sit

Dean

hitting the gas pedal to the floor knowing i need to get to them fast to help worried if they. Do it on their own

Crowley

I conjure a drink for you both You both should really consider throwing your lot in with me.

Sam

I laugh at the absurdity of his request. Why would we ever want to throw in with you? You know Crowley, as the King of Hell you’ve been nothing but a pain in our asses since the first time you set us up with the Colt.

Crowley

What can I say? Amazing as I might be, even I occasionally make mistakes.

Sam

Mistake?!! That mistake cost the lives of two people we cared about!

Crowley

I scowl at that being thrown in his face once again. Times were different back then, and no matter how often you keep dragging that up, I can’t go back and change what’s already happened. However, we can move forward and work together like we have in the past. We can stop Lucifer from getting a foothold of power. After all, this time is different. We have a way to put the devil back in the cage where he belongs.

Ruby

And, just what is it that makes you think you have an edge like that?

Crowley

This is more of a show than tell situation. You’ll have to follow me downstairs for a little demonstration. If you’re interested. I eye both of the with a promising grin. And if you can put our petty differences aside for the greater good,

Ruby

Looking at Sam and seeing him give a slight nod, I take over. Turning back to Crowley. Lead the way.

Dean

pull into the parking lot of the motel and park looking for room and find it I knock on the door and wait

Alex

Get up and went open door DEAN! Hugs

Dean

Hey bear bear hugs back then walk inside closing the door

Alex

Smiles went go back to sit down

Charlie

grins hey dean! I’d offer a beer but haven’t had time to get any…. Glad you’re here

Henry

Hi Dean  pulls my notes out  we are pretty sure we have a werewolf attack on our hands. I went to look at the bodies and I found scratch marks, heart ripped out

Dean

All good char probably not the best idea at the moment anyway. So what do you think you have to prove for sure that it’s a werewolf?

Alex

And I felt there is a lair as well

Dean

What evidence?

Charlie

Well little dude shared his, turning my laptop around I show some marked areas on the map this is where each of the bodies are found. And this is where Alex thinks the lair is… it adds up

Dean

How’d she come up with a location on the lair?

Alex

I saw blood everywhere are where the attack were and there was bush and there was a cave

Charlie

She shifted… went sniffing around. Death and blood are kinda recognizable…..

Dean

Ok fair.... How many vics we had?

Henry

3 so far

Charlie

So what do you think? Did we find a case or what?

Dean

I mean seems pretty legit you could be right about the werewolves. I’m proud of you guys and all the info you guys gathered to help. Looks loke by nightfall we could be hunting ourselves a werewolf. I am pretty sure I have everything we need in the trunk to do this so we should head out so we can be in place before sundown

Alex

Smiles thank Dean

Dean

pulling my keys back out of my pocket i head back out to the impala and get in starting it up

Henry

grabs my bag a d follows dean into the car

Charlie

grabbing my laptop I take shotgun ready to go

Crowley

I appear in Hell, perching on the arm of my throne waiting for the other two to get there

Sam

Looking around Hell’s throne room, I get the exact same feeling of dread that Hell always gives me. This is some place that I always hope I’ll never have to come back to again.

Ruby

I certainly haven't missed this place

Crowley

Took you long enough I stand and head towards the door Well, follow me. I lead them through several hallways. As they wind through the corridors, it feels like they’re going in circles. The only evidence that they’re going anywhere is that it seems to get darker the more they walk,

Ruby

Walking down the remembered passages, I realize which way we’re headed. My skin prickles with goosebumps.

Sam

I have no idea where Crowley is leading us, but I can tell by the look on Ruby’s face that she certainly does.

Ruby

Suddenly I grab Crowley’s arm pulling him to a stop. What kind of game do you think you are playing Crowley?

Crowley

I jerk my arm out of Ruby’s grip, ignoring her, continuing in the direction I was headed until we’re standing in front of the empty cage.*

Sam

The shock at the first view of Lucifer’s cage, felt like an actual blow and I may even have taken a step back. Memories of my imprisonment and torture in that place flashed through me along with a white-hot anger. With a growl, I grabbed Crowley by the throat and lifted him off the floor, slamming him forcefully into the cavern walls. What kind of game are you playing here Crowley!

Crowley

It takes everything in me to not not struggle. Slowly I raise my hand to point at the cloth draped pedestal. I couldn’t explain if I wanted too, do to the grip Moose has on me

Ruby

Placing my hand on Sam’s shoulder, I remind him Let him go Sam. We came here for a reason. Let’s find out what it is and get the hell out of here.

Sam

Wanting to choke the so called life out of Crowley was waring with my desire to find out what the hell he brought us here for. At Ruby's request I released him and stepped back. Get to the point Crowley, why the hell are we here

Crowley

I drop to the ground and gasp, rubbing my throat before glaring at Moose If I didn’t need your help….. I let the threat hang there Always knew Ruby was the smart one. reaching the pedestal, I pull the cloth off with a flourish. Ta-da. The ornate sword lays there looking like a movie prop.

Ruby

Seeing the sword revealed, I’m shocked. That’s impossible!

Crowley

I smirk, seeing that they're caught off guard This is the Michael sword. Not as attractive as your brother, but it should do the trick.

Sam

The Angel’s told us that Dean WAS the Michael Sword.

Crowley

Mmm, and Angels never lie, do they. I pick up the sword and examine it From what I understand, this is a physical manifestation of the same power. A vessel is the preferred choice, but not the only one.

Dean

driving as we get near I drive as far into the sticks as I can get is before pulling over as I can’t go any farther this is the end of the road guys I get out and pop the trunk open grabbing guns with silver bullets enough for everyone here everyone take one. I have plenty of ammo they are silver so will work just fine handing Charlie and Alex one and hand one towards Henry

Charlie

taking the silver bullets I nod, and load a gun

Alex

I can turn into Bear go into the wood flush out the werewolves

Henry

Ok gets out taking a flashlight and a gun I already have my blades too

Dean

That sounds like a good plan bear bear since you have an idea where the lair is we will follow your lead

Alex

Yes sir

Charlie

nodding we should spread out a little… right? Watch each other’s back?

Alex

change into bear  be careful

Dean

Lets go guys be careful Once you chase them out we can kill them.

Henry

Sounds good to me  turns on my flashlight and follows Alex into the woods

Alex

Bear walking and walking where she walking on her way to cave

Charlie

I follow close behind Dean, but try to keep watch on Henry too

Dean

following bear keeping an eye and ear out for any movement

Henry

keeps walking and trying to see where the wolf is

Alex

Bear smelling ROAR!!!!!

Dean

hearing Alex roar tells me we are close. Turning to Charlie and Henry we should spread out but stay in a line so we can still see each other. as it is now darker i turn on my flashlight looking around

Charlie

thinking I see something I get ready to aim my gun, and am knocked to the ground

Charlie

Dean!

Dean

Char! I'm coming! shining my flashlight on the direction of her scream I run to you and help you up you ok char? What happened?

Henry

spreads out and gets in position. Sees the werewolf and tries to shoot it but misses. Runs but trips over a stupid root and lands hard. Rolling out of the way I close my eyes waiting for my end

Alex

Seeing Henry knocked down and the werewolf about to leap onto Henry, I jump onto the werewolf knocking him out of the way!

Charlie

It was too fast, knocked me over…. Lost the flashlight  chuckles lightly

Dean

Good at least you are ok hearing henry and then Alex jumping on the werewolf HENRY! ALEX! Run over to henry seeing the wolf I shoot at it hoping I hit it

Werewolf

Getting up I go after Henry again

Charlie

hearing Henry and Alex I run toward the commotion my gun raised and shoot directly at the wolf

Dean

as the werewolf charges us i fire another shot from my gun hitting it in the head

Alex

Changing back, I help Henry up

Henry

Thanks  takes her hand to get up

Dean

look back at henry Alex and Charlie should we head back to the hotel now?

Charlie

Phew… that was a close one … yes let’s.

Crowley

I set the sword back down and approach the pair Well the plan is simple enough. Both of you should even be able to follow along. First, you need to take Abel off the game board. You managed it with Cain, so his dear baby brother shouldn’t even be a challenge. Once you have that done, Ruby can entice Lucifer back down here. He’s still looking for you right? Either way, I trust that you have a way to do that. Once Lucifer is in the vicinity of the cage, I will use Michael’s sword. You and Ruby will combine your Knight of Hell and witchcraft powers to strengthen it. By doing that, we’ll return Lucifer to the only place he’s actually qualified to rule. I look between the two making sure they actually followed the plan Understood?

Dean

Definitely great job get in the impala and wait for the others to get in

Ruby

Hoping to prevent Sam’s screwing this up, I step forward We’ll consider your ‘offer’ and get back to you. Taking Sam’s hand I pop us both back to the bunker.

Charlie

I head back to baby with dean and get in the back this is why I stay at the bunker though laughs communications are more my speed

Henry

I will take the trip home with you. Allow the girls to have their time together  gets in the car

Charlie

Well I need my car first  laughs

Dean

as we pull onto the hotel parking lot I get out and give Char and Alex each a hug alright we will see you girls back at the bunker!

Charlie

Thanks again Dean!  turning to Alex  ready to go?

Dean

Oh and you guys did a great job tonight!

Charlie

grins  good teachers But I surprised myself

Alex

Thank you Dean

Dean

Great job on the research too

Alex

Thank again

Charlie

You get why I’d rather stay back and run things from home base though….See you at home?

Dean SPN: I get back in the car with henry understandable and yeah see ya there

Hey Henry I will tell ya what since you did such a great job tonight why dont you go ahead and pick the music? smiling as I start the car and pull out of the parking lot and head home

Henry

gets my snacky snacks out of my bag I prefer the silence actually but thank you anyways  starts eating my chips

…………………………………….

Point One

Charlie, Henry, and Alex are traveling through Nebraska on their way back to the Bunker from a quick trip to Bobby’s place in Sioux Falls. They are talking about the new lore and magical items they went up there to collect. Henry is particularly interested in some obscure Enochian Texts that he’ll now be able to read fluently because of his Prophet status. Charlie is most interested in a magical object that Bobby has locked in a secure box. It's said to be able to transport the person using it at different times and she can’t wait to get it back to her lab where she can try to take it apart and understand what makes it work. Alex is just happy to have been able to visit with Bobby again because she loves getting to see him and she remarks that Bobby is the best at finding all of the best lore and most exciting things.

Charlie has to stop the VW Bug to get gas. Henry asks if anyone wants anything and then goes into the little attached store for snacks. Once he gets everything and goes to pay for them, he notices a local newspaper headline and quickly adds that to his purchase. Rushing back out to the car he shows the other two. The headline reads “3rd Fatal Animal Attack, Hearts missing.” Henry thinks it sounds just like a werewolf and Charlie and Alex agree. They discuss if they should stay in town and check it out for themselves and they decide that they have to. It’s the Hunter thing to do.

Point Two

Sam and Ruby are alone at the Bunker, happy to have the place to themselves. They are discussing their next training trip to New Orleans and when they think it will be the safest to try and go. Ruby tells him that she has a list of things that she wants them to get through this time and that she feels like time is running out for them. Crowley appears in the Bunker and halts the conversation before Sam can find out more. Sam snaps at him that everyone’s gone at the moment, so if he’s there to visit he should come back some other time.

Crowley says that he’s actually there to speak to the two of them. Ruby says she can’t think of anything that he’d possibly have to talk to them about. Crowley says the recent theft of his property for one thing. Sam speaks up and wants to know why the hell Crowley had Chuck's ashes in the first place. Just what exactly was he thinking that he could do with them? Crowley tells them that he didn't have any real plans for the ashes at the moment, but it seemed a shame to just leave his bones out in the woods forever rotting in bear excrement, besides one never knows when the ashes of the all-mighty might prove to be useful. Ruby can understand Crowley’s reasoning and admits out loud that she might have actually done the same if the opportunity had presented itself, not sharing that she did.

Sam snaps back that now Crowley doesn't have to worry about it anymore because there aren’t any ashes left for any of them to worry about anymore. Crowley says that he’s well aware of what happened to the ashes and that Sam’s new friend Abel isn’t the person we seem to think that he is and that’s what he’s come to discuss.

Point Three

Charlie, Henry, and Alex come up with a plan. Henry offers to go to the Medical Examiners off and get first-hand details about the victims. Alex offers to change into her bear form and check out the woods around the town. Charlie says she’ll get them all a room for the night and start looking into the police and newspaper databases. Charlie drives to a local motel at the edge of town and goes inside to rent a room. She takes her computer and the box with Bobby’s magical time travel device, not willing to just leave something that powerful in the car in a strange town, at least that’s what she tells herself. She goes to the room with everything and sets up shop. She begins her research.

Alex changes into her bear form behind the hotel and runs off into the woods. She has to run several miles before she notices a smell that shouldn’t be there. It almost burns her nose and she knows it has to be Supernatural. She tracks that smell with her nose to the ground like a bloodhound and finally finds an area where it’s the strongest. She sees evidence of blood on some of the bushes and is sure that this is where at least one of the attacks happened. She notices what looks like a cave opening on the side of a densely covered hill and is excited that she might have found the lair of the werewolf. She runs back to the hotel.

Henry takes the car and drives to the ME’s office. Inside he speaks to the orderly in charge of the morgue and explains that he is a medical resident at the local college and he’s writing a paper on the dangerous animals in this area and asks if he can see the body of last night's victim in order to get the real feel of an attack. The orderly explains that he can’t allow Henry access, but Henry pulls out a $100 bill and the orderly changes his tune and says he was about to take his lunch break anyway and the morgue will be empty. He leaves and Henry goes inside. Henry checks the paperwork on the desk and finds out which drawer the victim from last night is kept. He goes over to look at the victim as he’s also reading through the autopsy report. Just like the paper said, the victim's heart was missing, and when Henry uncovers the man he can see claw and bite marks across the chest and a large cavity where the heart should have been. He also notices what look like defensive marks on the man's arms and a bite on his shoulder. Looks like this man fought back. Henry puts everything back in its place and drives back to the hotel.

Point Four

Crowley can tell that he has their attention and walks back and forth as he delivers his proposal. He tells them that they have backed the wrong horse in all of this, and that Abel is nothing. He isn’t even as powerful as his brother Cain, who was the First Knight of Hell. Didn’t Sam and Ruby realize that the real power behind what was going on was Lucifer? Crowley says he’s sure that Lucifer is the ‘wizard behind the curtain’ of everything that’s been happening and may even have been the one to get Abel out of heaven.

Looking directly at Ruby, Crowley continues asking her if she remembers what it was like with Lucifer on the Throne. He can tell by her face that she does. What does she think her life is going to look like if he regains power, certainly not playing house with your flannel-clad moose?

Looking directly at Sam, Crowley points to Sam’s arm saying that his newly acquired decoration isn’t going to do anything for him in the end except make him much more attractive to Lucifer. Any powers you gain with that mark are pittance compared to an archangel’s. Just think, he wanted your vessel before when you were merely Demon adjacent. Imagine how hot and bothered he’s going to be now that you're running as a Knight of Hell.

Sam and Ruby exchange looks but neither say a word at Crowley’s speech.

Point Five

All three are in the motel room and starting to get half excited about what they’ve found and also half nervous. They are positive that it is a werewolf that’s doing the killings and are sure that more people are going to die if they don’t do something about it. Alex wants to rush into the woods and tear it up. Henry reminds her that it takes silver to actually kill a werewolf. Charlie reminds them that they are here only in her little VW Bug and don’t have any of the weapons they’d need to go up against a monster like this. Henry tells her that he always has his silver blades with him. Charlie says she also thinks that maybe they really need more help than just the three of them. Charlie calls Dean on the phone. Once Dean answers Charlie explains what they have found and she asks Dean to come and join them. Dean wants to know where they are and Charlie tells him Beatrice, Nebraska. Dean tells them that he is only about two hours away in Atchison, Kansas and that they shouldn't do anything else. They should just sit tight and wait for him to get to them. Dean hangs up and pulls the Impala off at the next exit and gets back on the highway going in the opposite direction. He steps on the gas, worrying because he knows that they can’t do this alone and he needs to get to them fast.

Point Six

Crowley then tells them that they should really consider throwing their lot in with him.

Sam laughs and asks why they would do that? As the King of Hell, he’d been a pain in their asses from the time he’d first set them up with the Colt. Crowley says that even he makes mistakes once in a while. Sam angrily tells him that his mistake cost them the lives of two people they really cared about.

Crowley says that times were different back then and there is no way to go back and change what’s already been done. But they can move forward and choose to work together now to ensure Lucifer doesn’t get a foothold on power. Especially since he now had a way to ensure that they’d be able to put the Devil back into his cage where he belongs.

Ruby demands to know what it is that Crowley thinks gives him such an edge. Crowley says that it's not a tell them kind of thing it's more a show them kind of thing and they’ll need to come with him back to Hell if they want to know more.

Sam and Ruby exchange looks and Sam gives her a small nod. Ruby turns to Crowley and tells him to lead the way.

Point Seven

Dean gets to the motel, and parks, and goes to knock on their room door. Alex opens the door and hugs him. All three are really happy to see him and tell him how glad they are that he came. Dean wants to know exactly what they think that they’ve found out and one at a time they share with him what they did and the evidence they found. Charlie also shows him a map of the area with a circle marking the spot where Alex felt there might be a lair. Dean can ask questions about what he’s learning. Once he’s heard everything, Dean has to admit that he thinks they are right about this being a werewolf. Dean tells them that he’s really proud of all that they did and now it looks like come nightfall they would be hunting themselves a werewolf. He says that he’s sure that he has everything they will need already in Baby’s trunk and they should get going so that they can be in place before the sun goes down. They head out to the Impala.

Point Eight

Crowley, Sam and Ruby materialize in Hell’s Throne Room. Sam looks around and gets the same feeling of dread that he always has when in Hell. Crowley says to follow him and he leads them down several halls and then into a darker passageway. Sam had no idea where they were, but he could tell from the look on Ruby’s face that she did. Ruby reaches out to grab Crowley’s arm and stop him, demanding to know what kind of game he’s playing with them.

Crowley just continues on and they all step out of the passage to see Lucifer’s Cage before them. Sam reacts instantly to being back in the space where he’d been held and tortured for so long. He grabs Crowley by the throat and slams him against the cavern wall demanding to know what’s going on. Crowley doesn't try to free himself, he just lifts his hand and points to a cloth-covered item on a pedestal beside the cage. Ruby puts her hand on Sam’s shoulder and tells him to let Crowley go so that they can learn what they came here for and can get the hell out.

Sam releases him and Crowley takes several deep gasping breaths while giving Sam a dirty look. Walking over to the cloth, he tells Ruby, always knew she was the smart one. With a flourish Crowley removed the cloth to reveal a sword on an ornate stand. Ruby sees it and immediately says that it's impossible. Sam asks what that's supposed to be and Crowley tells him simply that it's the Michael Sword, which he knows was used to imprison Lucifer in the first go round.

Sam tells him that the angels said that Dean WAS the Michael sword and Crowley remarks that angels never lie do they?

Point Nine

Dean drives the Impala as far into the woods as the back roads will take them and then parks. Dean opens the trunk and gives Charlie and Henry each a flashlight and pistols with silver bullets and extra ammunition. Henry already has his blades, so Charlie takes one for herself. Dean also gears up and makes sure that everyone is ready. It’s decided that Alex will change into her bear form and try to flush the werewolf out into the open so the others can kill it. Alex transforms into a bear and they hike off in the direction of the lair following Alex.

When Alex gets to the right spot, she turns and roars at Dean so that he’ll know this is where they need to be. Dean tells Charlie and Henry to spread out, but stay in a line so that they can make sure that they each know where the other one is. The sun is down now and the woods are very dark so each needs to turn on their flashlights as they choose their spot to wait.

Alex makes her way toward the cave making a lot of noise. She’s growling and knocking into trees trying to get the creature to come and get her. It doesn’t take long before she sees a shape coming in her direction fast. She roars loudly to alert the others and runs back the way she came, able to hear that the werewolf is following.

The 3 hunters hear them coming and are tense ready to fight. Charlie looks around her and thinks she can see movement, but before she can swing her gun around in the right direction something hits her hard and knocks her off her feet and she screams out. Dean is closest to Charlie and yells her name and that he’s coming. He gets to her and helps her to her feet and makes sure that she’s okay.

Henry sees movement and gets a good look at the werewolf. He fires off a shot that misses and the werewolf charges him. Henry tries to run and trips over something on the ground. He lands hard and rolls over just in time to see the werewolf leaping at him. He closes his eyes thinking he’s going to be killed. Alex jumps out of the woods just as the werewolf leaps and she hits him, knocking him down. Before the werewolf can get back up, Charlie and Dean rush over and both shoot it at the same time. The werewolf is dead and Alex changes back and helps Henry to his feet.

Point 10. Crowley explains that his plan is simple enough for even them to understand. First is to take Abel off the game board. Once that has been done, Ruby will entice Lucifer down here, he says that he trusts she’ll find a way to do that. When Lucifer is in the vicinity of the cage, he will use the Michael sword enhanced by Sam’s Knight of Hell powers and Ruby’s witchcraft. Together the three of them will return Lucifer to the only place he’s fit to rule. Silence hangs between them for several minutes and Ruby can tell that Sam is about to possibly come out with something that might not be good for them in the long run. Ruby steps forward and tells Crowley they will consider his offer and get back to him. She takes Sam by the hand and vanishes them both back to the Bunker.

meanwhile

Dean arrives back at the motel to drop off Alex and Charlie. Henry has decided to make the trip home with Dean. Dean gets out of the car and hugs both Alex and Charlie telling them once again that they did a really great job tonight and that he’ll see them all back at the Bunker. Charlie says that she surprised herself and then smiles and says she understands why she’d rather stay at the Bunker and run comms. Dean and Henry get in the car and Dean tells Henry that he did such a good job that he can pick the music. Henry says he prefers the silence as he pulls a bag of snacks from his pack.