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[tricoufamily]

a current day nils and a 90s college student nils who's way too intense about his internship walk into a bar

[salty-an-disco]

I’m great!! :D Just had a nap that was actually refreshing and am having a snack while watching youtube now

edit: this got way too many notes, let me try to find the original artist and Ill credit them, brb

edit 2: this is the only thing that comes up so I guess this is the artist? if anyone can confirm this please let me know https://twitter.com/DanilWasHere/status/1748756435347857502?t=Ij-lgsCUv32SpqO6Ld6lsQ&s=19

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[nausallien]

THE SIMS 3 STORE PRE-INSTALLED

Today marks 25 years of The Sims. Since EA forgot TS3 exists, I’m releasing the entire The Sims 3 Store as an Anniversary Gift. It's all pre-installed and works flawlessly!

It comes with all available fixes and collection folders I’ve personally created for every set. You'll get over 5000 new Buy/Build and CAS items, 11 new worlds, and tons of new gameplay!

INSTRUCTIONS

Go to "Documents/Electronic Arts" and rename the "The Sims 3" folder (or move it).

Create a new folder and name it "The Sims 3" (or whatever the name is in your language).

Extract the contents of the ZIP file in "The Sims 3." Now launch the game.

You'll have to adjust your setting again. Don't forget to disable the in-game Store so you don't get duplicates.

Quit the game. Copy the "Saves" folder from the folder you have previously renamed. You can also copy your Mods and CC in package format.

CAUTION

Never copy over or overwrite the DCCache folder.

If you have content installed through the Launcher (Sims3Pack), you'll have to reinstall it.

I strongly recommend you don't install things through the Launcher from now. It already has a lot of content and it is a known fact the Launcher becomes more and more unstable the more content it has to handle.

Since the entire Store has been decrapified, if you want to install lots or world that contain Store content, you'll have to decrapify those too using MATY's TS3 Recompressor.

I had a report that there was an invisible top in CAS. It doesn't seem to have a CASP resource so it shouldn't cause any issues (like being assigned to a random Sim). It's best to avoid it or hide it or blacklist it using NRaas mods. Do NOT try to save the game while your Sim is "wearing" this invisible top.

UPDATE #1: MARCH 2025

Added some missing content: the Mother Russia CAS Set and the Cool Chap Cap that was given as a secret bonus item in the "Make Me an Offer" page. If there's something else missing, please let me now.

Now NRaas MasterController and the Cheats and Integration modules are included in the pack. This version NRaas MC comes with CAS Compact Mode enabled by default. This should fix the issue of blank/invisible CAS items and also speed up the loading of CAS items. Keep in mind, these mods aren't compatible with Lazy Duchess' Smooth Path, but you can have both. Her mod will automatically disable the fast loading of CAS items.

If you encounter any issues, feel free to reach out to me. I've put a lot of effort into making the installation process as smooth and straightforward as possible. Dag Dag!

DOWNLOAD FROM GOOGLE DRIVE

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[simmir99]

Le Belle Mariée- A Bridal Boutique in PARIS

The ultimate bridal boutique where reservations are required! This boutique offers the ultimate EXCLUSIVE EXPERIENCE in finding the perfect dress for your sim's big day. 💍 Featuring only the BEST Bridal Couture and Bridesmaid Gowns by Sentate, Serenity, and Caio✨ This boutique is the one stop shop for all your all of your wedding day needs! PLEASE LEAVE A ❤️ if you download and please tag me!! I would love to see your bride shopping here with her crew! #teambride

FREE for download on my Patreon HERE

I highly recommend downloading all of the collections! The dresses are stunning! ✨  💍Serenity x Caio's The Big Day Collection can be found HERE and HERE 💍Sentate's Christine Collection can be found HERE 💍Sentate's Christmas Dress can be found HERE 📍Paris world override by Lijoue can be found HERE

Lot size: 20x15 Build CC: 0.9 GB CAS CC: 0.3 GB *Some of the deco shoes and purses are in the CAS CC file.  *My personal CC collection (bridal sketches) are in the Build CC file

HUGE thank you to the AMAZING CC creators: @sentate, @serenity-cc, @caio-cc, @sims4luxury, @felixandresims, @syboubou, @brazenlotus, @sundays-sims, @lijoue, @bbygyal123, @gua-cc, and many others!

[jreamsims]

𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐒 // ꜰᴏʀ ʀᴇᴀʟɪꜱᴛɪᴄ ɢᴀᴍᴇᴘʟᴀʏ.

-life-saving mods-

searchable pose player by @twistedmexi searchable household management menu by @twistedmexi personal list by @lumpinou easy relationship cheats by @carlsguides personalities plus by @plumlace

-"spoil me" mods/overrides-

luxe gift override by @largetaytertots passionate gifts 0.3 by @utopya-cc girls trip social event by @wickedpixxel martini collection by @bbygyal123 city vibes lot trait by @wickedpixxel

-loading screens & cas-

refreshed main menu backgrounds by @starrysimsie "by the lakeside" loading screens by @jreamsims glitter plumbob recolor by @pinkishwrld cas poses #2, #3, #5, #6 by @thekims4 more traits by @maplebellsmods

-default/overrides-

freeway sign override (del sol valley) by @thesimsbaddie billboard override 2.0 (del sol valley) by @sims-therapy

-"clean & cook with me" overrides/default replacements-

toothbrush override by @marilynjeansims kitchenware overhaul by @apricotrush basting brush & seasoning override by @annasiims living fridges & fridge decor by @aroundthesims4 clean day by @simkoos default mop replacement by @vixonspixels in-game dump by @kikovanitysimmer

-technology + entertainment overrides-

phone icon overrides by @qmbibi functional coffee maker & coffee cup override by @sims41ife computer desk override by @simkatu reading while sitting at the table by @simkatu functional magazines by @largetaytertots default bucket & spade by @vixonspixels

-"we outside" replacements-

offer rose default replacement by @apricotrush plants replacement v2.0 by @lady-moriel clouds replacement by @lady-moriel

~ honorable mentions ~

wedding stories teapot recolor by @vixonspixels rhode lip phone case by @offlinesims functional deodorant by @wickedpixxel & functional paper towels by @wickedpixxel (these two were supposed to go in the clean with me section, but broke due to the patches, but check here for updates on them!) love triangle mod by @maplebellsmods join a country club mod (this mod has been majorly refreshed & updated!!) by @maplebellsmods ownable dance studio by @wickedpixxel

thank you to all of the mod & cc creators! Ya'll literally make this game the best <3

[naked-covered-in-bees]

“Is it bad that I used to watch over you while you slept?” Cas asks. He nestles up closer to Dean in bed, wrapping his arm around him.

“Mmm? Nah, I mean I know I always said it was creepy,” Dean mumbles. “Probably, it was. But I kinda got a kick out of having my own guardian angel. Even back in the beginning.”

“I don’t mean when you could see me.” Cas frowns, giving Dean his best mournful gaze, asking apology. “I mean, when you didn’t know I was there.”

“Oh…?”

“Uh…not always,” Cas says. “But when things were going very badly, I’d stand centurion and wrap my wings around you for protection. Especially if you were sleeping in the car. You didn’t know I was there.”

“You wrapped your wings around me?” Dean whispers. He traces a finger up and down Cas’s arm, hardly aware he’s doing it. “While I was sleepin’ in Baby?”

“I don’t know if it made any difference.” Cas kisses his shoulder. “I was always so worried about you, I didn’t know what to do with myself.”

“Do wings…?” Dean chuckled shyly, resting his hand on Cas’s arm, his thumb grazing back and forth. “Can they protect…like...your mind?”

“They can offer a degree of psychic protection,” Cas said. “Not commonly. But…with the bond we’ve shared…”

“I just wonder… I didn’t get all the nightmares about hell I thought I would,” Dean says. “Sometimes, I did. And then a lot of times, my sleep was so peaceful. Like when you came into my dream and I was fishin’ on the lake.”

“That was me,” Cas murmurs. “I was always afraid to tell you. It seemed invasive. But I didn’t think you’d accept the help.”

“Probably not.” Dean takes his hand, and kisses his palm. “Thanks.”

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[sweetreveriee]

WILDFIRE AID RESOURCES MASTERLIST

these are all the places ive found helping those affected by the la fires. please stay safe everyone <3

______________________

FREE THINGS:

Planet Fitness Offers Free Things (ends January 15)

Form To Get Free Temporary Housing From AirBnB (space limited, eligibility criteria required)

List of Restaurants Offering Free Meals (updated January 9)

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UPDATED MAPS:

CalFire

Watch Duty

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INFORMATION:

List of Updated Info

Spreadsheet of Resources (by location and type of aid)

If you have anything to add to the list linked above, comment here

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SHELTER:

If you need shelter, text "SHELTER" and your zip code to 43362 for nearest open shelters

open shelters:

Arcadia Community Center – 375 Campus Drive, Arcadia, CA 91007

Ritchie Valens Recreation Center – 10736 Laurel Canyon Blvd., Pacoima, CA 91331

Pan Pacific Recreational Center – 7600 Beverly Blvd., Los Angeles, CA 90036

Westwood Recreation Center – 1350 Sepulveda Blvd., Los Angeles, CA 90025

El Camino Real Charter High School – 5440 Valley Circle Blvd, Woodland Hills, CA 91367

Pasadena Civic Center – 300 East Green Street, Pasadena, CA 91101

Pomona Fairplex – 1101 W McKinley Ave, Pomona, CA 91768

YMCA of Metropolitan Los Angeles - locations unaffected by fire are open and providing free childcare to those who need it. also offering evacuation sites, temporary shelter, basic amenities, and showers.

for updates and locations click here

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TRANSPORTATION:

CalTrans Updated Road Closure List

Fare collection suspended at Metro through January 9. A list of updates and changes that occurred because of the fires and winds can be found here.

Lyft is offering two free rides of 25$ each (50$ total) for 500 riders using code CAFIRERELIEF25. offer ends January 15.

Uber is offering a free ride of up to 40$ for those who use code WILFIRE25 in the wallet section of the app

______________________

ANIMAL CARE:

List of Shelters (check capacity and availability)

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MENTAL HEALTH:

LA County set up a 24/7 hotline to help with anxiety, distress, and grief. Call (800) 854-7771.

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WHAT TO PACK:

remember the six p's:

people and pets

papers, phone numbers and important documents

prescriptions, vitamins, and eyeglasses

pictures and irreplaceable memorabilia

personal computer, hard drive, and disks

plastic (debit, credit, ATM cards) and cash

what to put in your "go bag":

face masks/face coverings

three-day food supply (nonperishable)

three gallons of bottled water per person

map marked with AT LEAST two evacuation routes

basic first aid and medical supplies

sanitation supplies

toothbrushes, toothpaste, hair brush, deodorant

period products

prescriptions and medications

a change of clothes (bring AT LEAST one warm coat)

spare eyeglasses or contacts (if needed)

extra set of car keys

chargers for your devices

cash, credit/debit cards, traveler's checks

flashlight

battery powered radio

EXTRA BATTERIES

(copies of) important documents such as birth certificates, passports, insurance, a list of emergency contacts and phone numbers

your wallet (ID CARD)

food, water, and meds for your pets (checklist here)

a can opener

not necessary but you might want to bring:

valuable items that can be easily carried

family pictures that cannot be replaced

blankets

more than a day's worth of clothes

important school supplies (for students)

books

trophies, medals, certificates, awards

pens and paper

self defense tools (pepper spray, pocket knives, etc) (NOT ENCOURAGING VIOLENCE. FOR SELF DEFENSE ONLY)

extra shoes

fuzzy socks

non-essential hygiene products

gum/breath mints

ALWAYS PREPARE BEFOREHAND. EVEN IF YOU ARE NOT DIRECTLY IMPACTED, THE FIRES CAN GROW. KEEP YOUR BAGS IN THE CAR SO YOU CAN EVACUATE QUICKLY IF NEEDED.

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WANT TO HELP?

Best Friends Animal Society

LA Fire Department (donations sent directly to first responders)

LA Food Bank

LA Works

MusiCares

Salvation Army

Santa D'Or (in need of fosters for displaced cats)

Silverlake Lounge (also offering a communal gathering place)

Sweet Relief Musicians Fund

Dream Center (in need of volunteers + non-perishable food items)

The Red Cross

We Are Moving the Needle

World Central Kitchen

United Way of Greater LA

As of January 9, the Westwood Recreation Center and Pan Pacific Park are at full capacity and not accepting additional donations. Check with all organizations by phone, text, or email before donating if possible.

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IF THERE'S ANYTHING I MISSED OR MESSED UP PLEASE ADD IT OR LET ME KNOW SO I CAN FIX IT. REBLOG TO SPREAD AWARENESS!!!!!!!! stay safe everyone

[satkru]

Could you write CakedUp!Male reader part 2? This time maybe past jujutsu students? (Those who were featured in hidden inventory; Satoru, Suguru, Shoko, Nanami, etc)

*๑♡՞ . perverted characters (+ satoru, suguru, ireri) , anal sex , ass eating , unoblivious reader this time! , teasing , possible spoilers for those who havent watched s2 of jjk?? also tysm nonnie for submitting ur req!! i promise i wont do u dirty ,, also I'll probably do this kind of post again but w villain characters if theres a demand for it

SATORU GOJO — ౨ৎ

whenever satoru liked something, he would make it very clear. such as when he develops a new liking towards a sweet, he'll be a nonstop nagger about that certain candy. but on this occasion, his new liking included your ass.

satoru would always lick his lips when he was viewing distance of your ass, taking in every curve, every dip that seeped into your body, every jiggle that occurred when you would take the smallest of steps.

"my god suguru.. i need his fat ass bouncing on my-" geto, unfortunately, was the one who had to listen to gojo's horny thoughts snd every wants. "can you shut up and go ask to hook up or something" "but suguuuuu.. im scared he might reject me..!"

"yea i hope he does so at least you can shut up" suguru chuckled, gojo stared at his best friend with a very serious look on his face, "not funny asshole." the sound of loud music and people talking was the only things that could be heard inside the place.

satoru looked in every crevice and every corner to try to catch a glimpse of you. "suguru i dont think he ca-" and once again, he was cut off by geto's influence, "look over there, by utahime", gojo looked where suguru pointed out.

and there he was, his big booty god. talking to utahime along with a few other guys, "who are those losers next to my man.." satoru gritted his teeth, "dunno, but seriously, go ask him something or risk losing him to another man"

satoru whined a bit but eventually came around, his walk was sped up, wanting to be in y/n's presence as soon as possible. once he did make it to him, the two guys had already left for more drinks. "ahem, heyyyy y/n! crazy to see you here!" satoru said as he put on a fake shocked expression.

y/n turned his head to look at satoru, his sweet face making the tent inside gojo's pants grow. "oh my gosh hi satoru! i havent seen you in forever!" y/n hugged the tall male, stunning him.

"y-yeah.." satoru said, his voice wavering slightly. utahime scoffed at satoru's obvious likeness to y/n, "get your hands off my man you blue eyed bitch" the woman said with distain in her tone. "utaa.. dont be like that, cmon, maybe you can get more drinks for the both of us!"

utahime disliked the fact that her sworn enemy had a chance to be so close with her best friend, but eventually agreed after a couple bribes opposed by y/n. once the woman was out of view, y/n pulled satoru by the shoulder and brought his ear to his mouth.

"cmon gojo, lets go upstairs", such words made gojo's hard on grow inside his pants. "o-okay..! lead the way!" satoru tried his best to keep his footing correct, but the sheer thought of being in bed with the man he's lusted over since freshman year caused him to trip over his feet.

once the two made it up into a secluded room, y/n wasted no time getting into a sloppy makeout session right against the door he and gojo had just entered. "cmon gojo, i see the way you look at me" y/n said breathlessly as he then grabbed both of satoru's hands and brought them to his ass, helping him grope the large amount of mass of ass he had to offer.

gojo certainly thought that this couldnt be happening, everything had happened in a blink of an eye and now he was about to get down and dirty with the hottest guy in his grade. "holy shit.. youre ass is so soft..!" satoru kneaded the skin as if he were a baker, taking in how fat and juicy it looked.

"c'mon, lets get in the bed" y/n giggled as he grabbed gojo's collar once more and pushed him onto the bed. Satoru's head began spinning with how hard he was, he couldnt take the amount of teasing y/n was inflicting onto him. y/n knew this and decided he would help out the man by releasing a bit of that tension built up in his pants.

slowly but surely, y/n carefully and skillfully pulled out satoru's cock from his pants, caring for the thing as if it were a delicate piece of glass. "you're quite hung satoru" y/n purred as he eyed the massive dick in his hands before licking the tip. teasing it and spreading gojo's precum through his mouth.

satoru's head flew back, a mix of emotions quickly running through his body, causing him to twitch and leave his mouth open enough to where drool seeped out and down his cheek. seeing such a sweet reaction from gojo prompted y/n to take his shaft deeper into his mouth, ripping a loud groan from satoru.

"g-god! im not sure if i can handle this much longer..!" gojo stifled through his words, pleasure building up in his abdomen, ready to escape through the tip of his cock. y/n left satoru's cock with a slight pop, "dont disappoint me, babe"

a whimper left gojo's mouth, the word "babe" was sending him into another galaxy but he knew he had to keep himself from giving in too quickly. y/n got up and turned around to shuffle his own pants down, his ass slightly bouncing every time the fabric was shuffled down his rear. satoru was hypnotized by the sight of y/n's bare ass right in front of him, the gelatinous piece of meat spoke to him in a sweet tune.

y/n smirked at the sight of the dazed gojo, who thought the man who was handling the six eyes was such a fool for a big ass? and with that, y/n plunged himself down towards satoru's cock, causing him to let out a surprised moan. "y-youre so tight!" gojo said with utter shock, "i was waiting for you to make a move" y/n said, his tone drenched in lust.

satoru grabbed onto the hips of y/n and began to let out all of the tension built up inside him, all of the times he had jerked off to the thought of y/n bouncing on top of him made satoru drool more than he was before. "c-come on gojo! show a man what you are truly capable of doing!" y/n cheered on gojo, wanting more of his fat cock rearranging his insides.

satoru groaned louder, his climaxing catching up to him sooner than what he wanted it to be. but he continued to plow through y/n's insides as if they were a mere fleshlight. gojo's eyes rolled back in pure bliss, the feeling of skin on skin making him want to cum deep inside his dear y/n.

"can i cum inside you?!" satoru asked with urgency, he knew his climax was near but he still wanted the reassurance that he could release inside y/n. "d-do whatever you want..! just fuck me harder!!" such a lewd sentence through gojo over his metaphoric edge, he wanted to be the best moment of y/n's night and if no one was going to give it to him, he would.

gojo's hips thrusted on their own, slapping against y/n's fat ass causing ripples to shoot throughout the delicate piece of meat. y/n's moans grew louder and his walls began to tighten around satoru's cock, then, a sharp feeling of relief and bliss shot through the two, causing them to tense up and release their loads.

best night of satoru's life.

GETO SUGURU — ౨ৎ

geto and y/n had been dating since their junior year and had just recently reached their senior year. the two were known for being the sweetest and cutest couple around school, but some people didn't like the scent of success coming from the two. although he wasnt envious or jealous of the two, gojo liked stepping in the way of things. making his face well known between the two.

for instance, while walking side by side in the outskirts of the school, both geto and y/n were having a peaceful and quiet moment, embracing each other with their presence. but the moment of silence was soon broken by the sound of gojo's hand slapping y/n's ass, "hey sweet cheeks" the blue eyes freak boy purred. "gojo! what the heck is wrong with you!" y/n hissed as he soothed his reddened ass cheek with a few strokes of his hand. "c'mon n/n dont be dramatic! its not like i slapped the silicon out your ass"

"my ass isnt a fucking bbl asshole!!" y/n retorted back, offended by comment gojo had made. geto scoffed and rolled his eyes, "seriously satoru? cant you see were having a quiet afternoon..", "dont be like that suguruuuu! you guys know you cant be serious while your in the amazing presence of the awesome and powerful satoru gojo, welder of the six eyes cursed technique!" with that, satoru began to playfully flex his muscles and do silly poses to make his toughness known to the two.

"yeah, more like the welder of no common sense, go back to messing with utahime or something" y/n said with a hint of distain in his voice, "n/nnnn!! dont be so mean to me!" gojo cried as if he were a toddler, falling dramatically to his knees and hugging y/n by his legs. unbeknownst to the two sane men who were trying to keep their cool while the most annoying in-training sorcerer bothered them, gojo was slowly gliding his hand up y/n's thigh and grabbing a handful of his ass. earning a surprised yelp from the man.

"gojo! seriously stop groping me like im one of your stupid girlfriends!" y/n whined as he tried to pry gojo's hand off of his ass, but he wouldnt budge. "satoru, let go of y/n. now" suguru's voice had deepened the last time he talked, making his certainty known to the otherwise dense satoru. gojo slowly let go of y/n and began to rise from where he was originally sitting. "yes sir.." satoru replied as he bowed his head. "i was messing with you dumbass" "hey! i am no such thing!!".

the two went on a yapping session before eventually gojo had to leave for a mission. leaving the two alone and in silence once again, geto grabbed y/n's hand and darted to his dorm, wasting not a second and quickly closing his door and locking it. "suguru? is everything okay? this is really-" y/n was cut off by a shaky kiss from geto. "fuck, just get on the bed and take your clothes off already".

y/n's face grew bright red, such a straight and forward command from geto wasnt out of the ordinary but such a lewd command was very much not like him. y/n shuffled his way to suguru's bed, taking off his uniform and undergarments. "we only have 10 minutes left of free time, i'll make this quick" suguru said breathlessly, his actions were filled with urgency. "suguru, seriously, whats up with you?" y/n asked as he lied himself down on geto's bed. geto took a deep breath in and sighed heavily.

"the way satoru acted towards you.. god, it pissed me off so bad" suguru admitted, his face flushed red from embarrassment. y/n's confused and concerned face contorted into one of smugness, "is that so?" he asked, geto grimaced and nodded his head. "hm, then we can show that blue eyed asshole who really owns this ass" y/n grinned as he raised his ass in the air, tossing the weight of his rear on each legs, causing ripples to spread across his ass.

the boner in suguru's pants grew harder, twitching, wanting to be freed from its confinements. "get your phone out and start recording would ya?" y/n asked as he wobbled his ass in front of suguru, as if he were the bait and geto was the fish. geto hurriedly took his phone out of his pants and ripped open a condom from his drawer, wasting no time to slip it on.

positioning himself behind the desirable piece of ass, geto slowly entered himself into his boyfriend's tight hole. soft curses and breathy groans left his mouth as he continued to slip the rest of his boner inside of y/n, who was moaning his ass off as suguru slowly put his hard cock inside him. once the grueling task of putting suguru's cock in was done, geto couldnt wait any longer and began to thrust harder than he had before.

such a harsh action took y/n by surprise and he couldnt help but tighten more around geto's cock, causing him to let out more audible groans. suguru grabbed y/n's hips to gain a more steady rhythm, his phone on one hand, "god youre sucking me in so nice y/n.." geto moaned out as he slowly began to feel his climax reaching to him.

"y-your phone suguru..! dont cum inside me until you get a good video to send to that asshole!" y/n yelled as drool seeped down from his mouth, geto nodded vigorously as he let go of y/n's hip and flipped his phone, steading his shakey hand and began to record the plowing.

both parties were obviously on the verge of cumming their brains out, and doing it on tape didn't sound like a bad idea. y/n dove his head into the pillow as he moaned loudly, his cock spurting out cum like it was his first time ejaculating. geto wasnt too far behind, as a few more plaps and his load was inside y/n's guts.

the two breathed heavily, the room was filled with steam and the scent of sex. the quick sound of a click made it clear that geto was done with his recording and sent it off to that smug son of a bitch gojo. "you being jealous was pretty hot" y/n said inbetween breaths, "shut your mouth already" geto replied with a slight chuckle. maybe having gojo around wasnt as bad as he thought.

shoko ieiri — ♡

having shoko has a smoker buddy was as great as you could imagine. she wasnt stingy with her cigars, nor was she overprotective about her lighter as others would be. plus, who wouldnt like a hot brunette who gives you free head all day and all night?

the night was still young and the smell of smoke was all the two exchanged. "chill night ay?" y/n spoke with a draw of smoke from his mouth, "surprisingly so" shoko replied. both of her roommates were gone for the night, something about a huge party but shoko wasnt as excited as they were about it so she decided against leaving her dorm.

"shouldnt you be worried about your roommates chewing your head off about you smoking in the room?" y/n asked with a hint of fake sympathy for both of shoko's friends who were obvious non-smokers. "youre doing the same thing dickhead" she spoke with a chuckle, "yea but im near the window so my smoking doesnt count". shoko raised a brow as she looked at y/n, "is that so?"

ieiri hopped off her bed and walked slowly towards the boy near the window, taking his cigarette and swapping it with hers. "ew, did you even wash your teeth before this" y/n asked, recoiling in his stance before he drew a swig from the cigar in his mouth. "does it matter? you still would've used it even if i didnt" shoko rolled her eyes, faking her annoyance of y/n.

"maybe i wouldve, but its still gross" y/n couldnt help but gaze slightly at shoko's parted lips, they were more plump than usual and had more shine than he usually saw on them. sure he's felt them on his own but something about the lighting of the dorm mixed with the darkness of the outside made them stand out more. "has anyone told you that you had pretty lips?" shoko hummed in confusion as he took in the question.

"nope" the brunette replied, her gaze not moving from the wilderness outside of the window. y/n grabbed shoko's chin and gently pulled her to face him, he took out his cigar and took out her's as well. y/n looked into shoko's eyes, mesmerized by the doe look in them. slowly, he pulled her in and locked lips.

something the kiss they were sharing felt different than the others, strings were being attached but at a slow enough pace to where they both couldnt notice. the slight swap of their saliva made the kiss more hungry, almost reaching the point of desperation for one another. shoko quickly pulled away before falling down onto her knees and pulling down y/n's pants.

luckily for her, y/n was feeling lazy that night and didnt feel like putting on underwear. shoko's hands quickly grasped the mountains of ass behind y/n, "fuck, ive never been able to tell you how much i love this ass" with a quick slap and a slight yelp from y/n, shoko dove head first into y/n's cock, licking the bulging veins she felt touching the walls of her mouth.

as she sucked, her hands kneaded y/n's ass, watching her fingers sink and then rise as she placed and released pressure. y/n grabbed shoko's hair and pulled her closer, to the point where her nose made contact with his pelvis. "fuck, just like that ieiri, just like that" breathy praises leaked out of the man's mouth, not being able to contain his voice with the amount of pleasure he was feeling.

shoko didnt mind the sudden pull by y/n, in fact, she enjoyed it. being able to grab more meat from y/n's beautiful, jiggly ass. she had dreams about her face being the seat that carried y/n's butt off the floor, even having lewd fantasies when she was on the verge of sleep in yaga's class.

"im gonna cum..!" y/n said with lust laced in his tone, his hand's glided down shoko's back, angling him to shove more meat down the girl's throat. finally, after a couple more seconds of the sound of gurgling from shoko, y/n's abdomen popped, letting out thick ropes of semen down the brunettes's throat.

ieiri quickly pushed herself off of y/n, wiping some cum off of her mouth before standing up again. "lay on my bed" she commanded, "oh? are you gonna ride me this time?" y/n cooed, drool dripping from his mouth from the lewd thought. "what? no im gonna eat your ass" shoko said with all seriousness in her tone, y/n's face dropped and was replaced with an expression of pure terror.

"what?! thats a terrible idea!!!" y/n yelled, his masculinity was on the line and it was seriously affecting him mentally. "is it? you havent even tried to have your ass eaten" shoko tch'd, annoyed she was going to have to put her fantasies to the side, "youre seriously crazy if you think im going to let you do that!".

ieiri sighed deeply, "i sucked your dick for free at least let me do this with that precious piece of ass behind you" y/n's face grew red, the simple mention of his more than average sized ass was an insecurity of his of sorts, mostly due to him being teased by many others for it and being the victim of gropings by his friends made him want an ass reduction.

y/n's eyes shifted from side to side, his mind deep into thought. "fine.. but just this once..!" he said, his voice unsteady and filled with embarrassment. shoko giggled, "sounds good to me!" she said giddily. y/n shuffled towards the bed, embarrassment plastered across his entire face as he laid down with his ass up and his head in shoko's pillow.

a pretty sight for ieiri indeed, nothing was going to get inbetween her love for her fwb's ass. she quickly dove into the bed and placed her hands on y/n's ass, spreading the two mounds of meat apart. for a man who didnt like his ass much, his hole was certainly spotless and cleanly shaven. "how pretty" shoko said in a teasing tone, y/n just shoved his head deeper into her pillow and grumbled in response to the girl's tease.

shoko chuckled lightly before shifting her attention back to the hole in front of her. slowly leaning in, her tongue lapped at the entrance, dancing around the rim with such expertise. her tongue slowly punctured the opening, causing y/n to gasp into the pillow hiding his face. shoko's tongue traveled deeper into y/n's hole, his tightness felt so good on her muscle it made herself more wet. ieiri moved her hands off of y/n's ass and trailed to his thighs, making her more able to pull his body towards her.

shoko then started to thrust her tongue in and out of y/n's ass, causing the male to let out soft and broken moans, most likely caused by him wanting to keep his voice down to not alert anyone outside the room. however, shoko didnt care about his noise, all she cared about at that time was opening up y/n's tight hole. she precisely licked every wall she could and shoved her head deeper within the crevice of y/n's ass.

"fuck, how are you so good at this" y/n shakily asked, his cock dripping precum onto shoko's sheets. shoko just hummed, the vibration from the hum traveled from her vocals to her tongue, causing a slight but distinct sensation inside of y/n, like a vibrator on its lowest setting. y/n groaned, pre was increasing in its drip rate and the lewdness from the experience was getting to him.

shoko noticed y/n's faint twitches, and wanting to get more reactions out of him, she guided her hand down towards his begging cock. the sudden warmness from shoko's hand causes y/n to yelp, almost like a girl as most would say. slowly, shoko stroked the aching cock in her hand, causing y/n's groans to increase in volume.

"faster shoko.." he begged, his dignity was already out the window the moment he agreed to this so whats the harm in a little begging? shoko heeded his request and began to speed up her pace, along with the pace her tongue was thrusting at. y/n's groans turned into loud and desperate moans, he was loving the feeling of shoko's face deep in his ass and was falling in love with the sensation of her tongue digging him out.

"keep going shoko! fuck you're making me feel so good" y/n cried out, he felt how slick shoko's hand was getting from all his pre and it was turning him on so hard. ieiri dug deeper inside y/n and increased her stroking pace, leaving y/n breathless and a moaning mess. "there shoko! holy shit im so close" shoko continued to tongue-fuck y/n's hole, the feeling was unreal and all of this was turning her on to the maximum.

y/n's voice hitched as he finally reached his breaking point, cum gushed out of his tip and drool seeped out of his mouth, dripping onto shoko's pillow. "mm, you tasted pretty good" shoko added, swiping off her drool from her lips and chin. y/n just laid there, embarrassed out of his mind and tongue fucked into oblivion.

"oh shokooo! we brought you—" the white haired male's eyes widened as he saw the scene in front of him, "holy shit" another called out from behind him. y/n quickly turned his gaze to them, "g-get out!!" he retorted, his pride shattered into a million pieces. the room was filled with silence. "do you have room for one more..?" "two more actually?"

[babyboywilson]

unironically, dean and cas learn to say ‘I love you’ in every way except those exact words, even when they get together. it’s in the simple things, like dean saying “you’re my best friend” as he bumps his hip against cas’. or the way cas murmurs “dean” on a breathy exhale as dean glides his fingers through cas’ hair as they’re watching a movie together on the couch. sometimes it’s an “I hate you” muttered under dean’s breath as cas steals the last slice of pie from the fridge, with cas grinning back at dean and replying, “no you don’t.” there’s moments of “I’ve got your back” and “I’ll follow you” and “be careful.” times when dean offers cas the impala keys and says, “you can drive” or cas wrapping his trenchcoat around dean’s shoulders as he says, “so you don’t get drenched in the rain.” there’s a million ways dean and cas say ‘I love you’, because they both know how to read the not-so-subtle subtext that’s not quite subtext anymore

[humming-fly]

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[godmadeaterribleerror]

Chapter 2 - Burial

Main Masterlist - Mini-Series Masterlist

Tags: Dean Winchester/Female Reader, Sam Winchester/Reader (platonic), angst, very light fluff, mutual pining, time loop!

Summary/Warnings: You have a talk with Sam, and try to figure out what the hell is going on with this time loop. Usual Warnings.

Author's Note: Gotta love a montage episode. Enjoy!

Word Count: 5.6k

Read on A03!

Chapter 1 - Chapter 3

“And this is-“ Sam shakes his head, rubbing his forehead as he frowns into the air. “How many loops did you say you’d gone through-“

“Five.” You mutter, kicking a rock with the tip of your shoe. “This is number five.”

Sam gives you an apologetic sigh. “I mean, that’s not half bad. I did mine like, a hundred times.”

“Yeah, but-“

“And you said yours doesn’t have a reset point?”

You swallow, and kick another rock. This one bounces a little further. “You’re gonna have to explain that again.”

“Most time loops have a reset point-“

You give him a flat look. “Most time loops?”

Sam winces, running a hand through his hair. “In movies.”

“So we’re going off of movies-“

“I’ve only lived through one time loop,” Sam mutters your name with a grimace. “And it had a reset point. Every time loop movie has a reset point. Unless you know anyone else-“

“No.” You sigh. Third rock. All the way into the gutter of the road. “Sorry, it’s just- Long five days.”

He nods, and there’s a moment of silence, the only sounds in the world birds and the distant rush of cars as you and Sam sit on the curb of the highway. 

You’ve been here almost an hour. Soon Dean is going to notice that you’re both missing, and that the last thing he’d seen of you was a blur and shout sprinting past him and leaving without explanation. He’ll send Cas to find you, if you’re not careful. Or worse, he’ll track you down himself.

“Reset point?” Sam prompts, and you sigh, frowning at the pavement.

“It’s- I don’t remember-“

“In a lot of time loops it’s only falling asleep.” He offers. “But sometimes it’s like- an event. Mine was Dean dying.”

You blink at him, and pray he can’t see the obvious panic eating up your throat. “I- did he always die-“

“Every fucking time.”

“Oh.”

“It’s- that was supposed to be the lesson. That I couldn’t save him.” The last word is a little choked, and you hug your knees to your chest as the silence stretches on.

You could have it worse.

This isn’t great, but you could really have it worse.

“Is Dean a part of your reset point?”

You shake your head, keeping your eyes set on the ground. Fourth rock, lost somewhere in the grass. 

“But- do you have one-“

“Someone will- I’ll be told a secret,” you mumble. “Or a lie, or something. Then it will reset.”

Sam frowns at you. “Or something?”

“It’s only loop five, Sam, I haven’t been taking notes.”

“Fair. Will, uh- If I tell you secret, will it reset?”

You shrug. You’re going to have to come up with a better lie next time.

Or you could tell Sam the truth. That every reset point is a very specific person, telling you a very specific secret.

But you’re already exhausted. And Sam will want to talk about it.

The truth is something that can be saved for loop one hundred. Dire last resorts.

Right now, you don’t really know what it means yourself, and you’d rather not have the I may be in love with Dean, and that might be having consequences conversation right now. You don’t want to think about how Dean’s I love you’s are all probably part of this horrible, twisted prank from the universe, and if you say it back, you’ll be saying it to a ghost. You’ll mean it. He won’t.

You don’t hate yourself enough to break your cardinal rule of don’t think about it, don’t entertain it, and never tell Dean just because you’re suddenly caught in a time loop.

“Probably not.“ You mutter. “It’s- I don’t know. Hard to explain.”

Sam just nods, frowning at the air as he wrings his hands, his words slow and careful. “The best gamble I have for this is a trickster, but- I don’t understand why he’d target you.”

You tilt your head at him. “I mean- Hasn’t Gabriel been dead for years-“

“I don’t think death has ever really stuck to the people we know.” Sam mutters, his voice dry. “And there might be multiple tricksters. I found mine because he was the only thing that ever changed, but- It took a while. You might be here,” He gestures around to the air. “For a… while.”

“Awesome.” You mutter. Fifth rock. Gutter again. “So just wait for someone to change?”

Sam nods. “How many people did you see, on the first day?”

“You. Dean. Cas.” You frown, counting off on your fingers. “I went to the grocery store on the first loop, but that was pretty much it. And the third loop I went to get Dean from a bar-“

Sam makes an odd face. “Why was Dean at a- Did you guys fight?”

You blink at him. “No, we didn’t- It’s Dean, why wouldn’t he be at a bar?”

“When was the last time you saw him go to bar,” Sam says your name, his expression making you think there’s something obvious that you’re being stupid for missing. “I mean- I knew he wanted to talk to you-“

“Talk to me?” Your voice is a squeak, and you think your nails are going to leave a mark on your skin. “I- Why would he-“

“It’s, uh-“ Sam swallows, giving you an apologetic look before returning his gaze to the ground. “I can’t tell you. It’s a Dean conversation.”

You’re about to push it further, ask what the fuck a Dean conversation is, but Sam moves on, and your mouth snaps shut.

“We should head back soon, or Dean might tear up the state looking for us. You might just have to ride it out, but-“ Sam runs a hand through his hair, glancing down the road as if Dean might appear, storming towards you with a shout. 

He won’t. 

But Cas might.

“If you need me,” Sam gives you a weak, toothless smile. “Tell me, uh, it’s been a long Tuesday, and I’ll understand.”

You nod wearily, and a shout of your name breaks through the air.

Dean didn’t send Cas.

“What the hell are you two doing?” He’s storming down the road, shotgun in hand as he scans over you and Sam on the curb, obviously assessing you for injuries. “Just running out of the bunker, not telling me where you’re going, then vanishing for two goddamn hours-“

“We’re fine, Dean-“

“Shut it, Sam. Something could’ve happened to you, we don’t know what’s in these woods-“

You raise your brows at him. “A crazy man with a shotgun?”

Sam snorts, and Dean looks like he’s going to strangle you. It was a low blow. You’re going to need to work on patience a little bit more, if Sam is right.

At this pace, you’ll have stabbed someone, or gotten stabbed yourself, before loop seventy-five.

“You think you’re funny,” Dean snaps your name, his grip on the gun white-knuckled. “But we’ve hunted fucking vamps and wolves out here, kid-“

“Don’t call me kid-“

“Then don’t run off in the middle of the goddamn night like one-“

“It’s noon!” You gape at him. “I- Sam is with me-“

Dean rolls his eyes, his voice only a grunt. “Should’ve taken me to your secret little meeting-“

“Our- What is going on with you-“

“You were gone for hours!” He snaps, and Sam only sighs, as if he’s been waiting for whatever this is to snap. “I- I was fucking worried-“

“Why-“

“Because I love you! And I don’t want you to get fucking hurt,” Dean shouts your name, and you think you physically deflate.

Fuck.

“You- I can’t not worry when I-“

“Yeah, you love me.” You run a hand over your face, and there’s the light. If this is a trickster, you’re going to need have a serious conversation with them—involving a lot of guns and knives—about what constitutes a joke, and how this is more of a Sisyphean-like torture, vaulting you up to heaven, only for you to know you’ll always crash right back down. “I know. See you guys tomorrow.”

Everything fades to black, but you can still see Dean staring at you, looking as if you’d shot him right through the chest.

——————

You’ve been here before.

You’re going to be here a while. Staring at the ceiling, tangled in blankets but without sheets, listening to Dean sing down the hallway and counting down the seconds until-

“Son of a bitch!”

Take six.

Sam said to find the Trickster. That he’d be the only thing that changed.

But things have changed. Not the set you’ve been plunged into—a cruel, mocking twist of your life where everything seems designed to torture you, entrapping you in a vicious cycle of your favorite dream, made into a nightmare—but the script. They always come back to the same lines, but you’d found ways to pry new things out of them. 

You’re not really sure what that means.

You’re going to have to figure it out. 

You wander into the kitchen a little later than usual, and Dean has already cleaned up his breakfast mess. He’s scowling at the fridge, and before he can greet you, and you take the cereal out of the cabinet to place it on the counter.

“I’m going grocery shopping with Cas later,” you tell him, grabbing your apple and dropping onto a stool. “Ice your hand, Winchester.”

“I, uh-“ Dean glances down at his palm, then back to you with a frown. “How’d you-“

“I heard the pan fall. And you forgot the cleaner wipes.” You nod to the floor, where little bits of bacon are still scattered across the tile. “I know you’re better at cleaning than that, Dean.”

He shrugs, moving to sit at your side. “Didn’t know where they were-“

“Liar.” You block him with a hand, narrowing your eyes. “Ice.”

“It’s alright, sweetheart, I’m fine-“

“That’s a second-degree burn, dumbass. Ice.”

He scans over you with a slight frown, but gives in all the same.

Dean ices his burn. Sam returns from his run, and Dean looks like a keyed car but that’s a simile, not a metaphor, and they fight about running as a concept. Ten miles, and Sam needs a shower. Dean would tear a hamstring.

“I’m not going to run with you, Sam.” You turn your apple core in your hand, and you already sound exhausted. “You were gone for like, seven hours. That’s too long.”

Sam shrugs. “I’d call it impressive-“

“That’s because you’re insane.” 

“See, Sammy? Some of us got priorities.” Dean grins, and squeezes your thigh. “That’s my girl.”

Sparks. Sunlight. Open wound. 

This is going to suck. 

You throw up when Cas transports you to the grocery store, and you really need to just stop fucking eating that apple. 

Cas is stuck on the Oreos. You try to direct him from the mint to the vanilla, but he seems entranced by the mint and double-stuffed for Cas reasons, and you end up with a box of both. Dean will take drastic measures for bacon. You get cherry pie instead of pumpkin, Cas gets honey, and you decide to buy two tubs of ice because you’re having a shit fucking day.

“Forgive me if I am overstepping.” Cas says at the checkout line, and you sigh, focusing your attention on the different flavors of gum on display. “But I am… more perceptive than most-“

“I know I have feelings for Dean.” You cut him off with a flat voice. “I’m not going to tell him.”

Cas frowns. “I firmly believe that it would be to both your benefits to have a conversation-“

“Drop it, Cas. I’m serious.”

He drops it. 

You get back to the bunker, throw up, and bring Dean the pie this time, passing it to him without a word before dropping in your chair.

“You’re an angel, sweetheart.” He whispers, and when you look up, he’s gaping at you the same way he did in the kitchen, two loops ago. Like you’re priceless, and he’s afraid of that. “You know that?”

“No,” you mumble, pulling a book into your lap. “He’s putting the food away.”

Dean doesn’t snort this time. He just keeps staring at you, leaning forward in his chair as if his body isn’t fully in control.

Fuck. 

“I love you,” he says it like it’s a weapon. Like he’s trying to wield the words best he can to convince you. “You gotta know that, right? You’re an angel, and I fuckin’ love you.”

You give him a soft smile, and let out a long breath. 

The light clicks off.

“Yeah. I know.”

Everything fades to black.

——————

You’ve been here before.

“Son of a bitch!”

Cleaner. You manage to dodge the squeeze of your thigh when you step over Dean on the floor, but barely. Cereal and marshmallows. Burn and ice and running, similes and metaphors, and you don’t eat the apple, but when you get to the grocery store you still end up talking about Oreos, and Cas is more perceptive than most. 

Dean will take drastic measures for bacon.

You get apple pie instead of cherry. It doesn’t change anything. 

You’re an angel, sweetheart, you know that?

No, he’s putting the pie away.

Sam comes in, then leaves.

You still seeing that guy from the city?

Small, strange fight. Dean storms off, and calls you in five hours. 

You go for him this time, but you call him and make him find his own way to the car. It strains at your heart as he stumbles into the parking lot—you want him to lean over you and mumble in your ear, to call you baby and walk you back to a wall and kiss you until you’re moaning and stupid—but you’ve played out going inside before.

And none of this will matter when you’re back here in a few loops anyway. You’ll let yourself go inside them.

Dean leans in the window, a wide, sloppy grin over his face as he slurs out your name. “You’re- Shit, you’re so fuckin’ pretty-“

“I know, Dean.” You sigh, nodding to the passenger’s seat. “Get in the car.”

He shakes his head, a large hand reaching inside the car to hold your chin, angling it to force your gaze onto his drunken, glossed-over eyes. “No, ya’ don’t. Don’t get it. More than pretty, baby- I gotta- needed to tell you something-“

“Dean-“

He slams his lips to yours, and you almost go slack. He still tastes like whiskey, and this time you can smell the evergreen of his aftershave, and it’s all somehow better than the first time. He’s more desperate, and impossibly less controlled. Biting at your lower lip and all but shoving his tongue down your throat before starting to kiss and suck a line over your jaw, humming when you whimper and smirking against your skin.

When he pulls back, there’s the blown-out adoration and affection all over his face once more. 

And he just leaves. Stands up, stumbles his way around the car, and drops in the passenger’s seat with a wide, toothy, dazed grin.

You swallow, and start the car.

Maybe you’ll make it to the end of the night without an incident. Maybe you won’t get to come back to the bar, because you’d somehow tamed whatever had come over Dean in all the past loops, and he’d kissed you without saying the thing, so you were free-

Dean’s hand finds your thigh, and he squeezes. Sparks and sunlight and raw and fuck-

“I love you.” He says your name, and when you glance at him, he’s watching you with the priceless expression. “You’re- Yeah. Love you.”

You can’t say anything. The light is turning off, but your words are stuck in your throat.

You just tangle your fingers with his, squeeze his hand three times, and everything fades to black. 

——————

You’ve been here before. 

You don’t make it out of the kitchen this time. You get out of bed in time to see Dean drop the pan, and you’re grabbing the ice before he can even greet you.

It’s alright, sweetheart, I’m fine-

You mumble the words along with him as you grab his hand, trace your fingers lighting over the thin, blistering mark, and press the ice right over his hand.

Holding it there.

Right until you look up, and he’s looking at you like you’re priceless.

This kiss is slower. More careful. His free hand moves to cup your face, and his lips are cautious on yours, like he’s afraid he’ll set off some sort of bomb.

“I love you.” He mummers against your lips, and you ignore it, just deepening the kiss as the light turns off.

You’ll hear him say it again tomorrow.

The taste of coffee and smell of evergreen stick to your mind long after everything fades to black.

——————

You’ve been here before.

You almost glide through it this time, because maybe playing it through right will be what this calls for. 

The kitchen. Eat the apple then throw it up. Oreos and pie and honey, shut down Cas in the checkout line and make a horrible joke when Dean calls you an angel—it hurts more this time, and you think it might build up to something that turns your whole body to stone, not just your heart—then have a stupid fight about the Suit from the City. 

When Dean calls you, send Cas. When he returns, help him to bed and ignore how he’s calling you pretty. 

You haven’t done this part since the first time.

You’d forgotten how hard it was. 

“Dean, you’re holding me really tight-“

“Gotta hold you. You’re gonna leave.”

You sigh, combing your finger through his hair. “I’d never leave you, Dean. Never.”

You don’t think you said leave you last time.

That’s probably why things move just an inch faster.

“Good. Can’t do it… Don’t- you need to be here, baby. Need you.” He hums, and you shiver, but his voice is softer than the first time.

Here it comes. 

“Love you.”

“I know.” You whisper, and the light goes off. “Go to sleep, Dean.”

The first snore tears through the air, and everything fades to black.

——————

You’ve been here before.

You’ve made no progress towards leaving.

Son of a bitch!

You need to avoid him. If you’re going to find the trickster in here, you priority can’t be thinking about Dean, and when he’ll say it, and if he’ll kiss you again this time. 

The only places you see other people are at the grocery store and the bar. 

You eat the apple and throw it up—for consistency—and no one changes or gives a sign that they’re in on this.

Instead of sitting with Dean in the library, you hide in your room, hoping you’ll be able to check out the bar and still manage to avoid him.

Dean ends up at the bar anyway.

When you go to get him, you realize your mistake the second you see him. 

He doesn’t wait until you’ve paid his tab this time. He pulls you right between his legs, picks you up, and sets you on the bar as he kisses you. Going until the room is spinning, right before shouting that he loves you for the whole bar to hear.

The light goes off as you let out a heavy breath, drop your head onto his chest and cling to his shoulders as he presses a kiss to your brow and repeats the words.

Quieter. Only for you to hear.

It’s the first time he’s said it twice.

Everything fades to black.

——————

You’ve been here before.

This time you make Cas get Dean, and then go investigate the bar yourself.

Nothing’s changed, and before you can leave Dean pops in front of you—Cas at his side, giving you an apologetic look—and hauls you into his arms, shouting about your safety the same as he had on the curb with Sam.

“Dean-“

“You can’t just fucking vanish like that,” he snaps at you, his anger seeming to have sobered him up in half a heartbeat. “I- You freaked me the hell out-“

“I’m fine-“

“But what if you weren’t.”

“But I am.”

“But-“

You sigh, dropping your head onto his shoulder. You’re too tired to fight, and he’s big and warm, and you don’t really like this loop enough to drag it on. “Why do you care.” You mutter, try to draw it out of him, so you can wake up semi-rested, in your bed without sheets. “It’s not like I’m a child-“

“No, but I-“ He cuts himself off, and now he’s reluctant to say it. “It doesn’t matter.“

You’re so tired. “Pussy.”

His steps freeze, his voice dropping to almost a growl. “Excuse me?”

“Just say it, Dean, you fucking pussy.” You lean back, holding his glare with your own. This is cruel, but you just want to start over. You’d avoided him all day for nothing, and now he’s mad and you feel like stone and you just want it to be over. “Say it.”

“Say what-“

“Why the fuck do you care what I do or don’t do-“

“Because you’re my- You-“ He sets you down on the roof of a random car, running a hand over his face. “Sweetheart, what the hell are you trying to-“

“Why are you getting so fucking drunk, Dean. Why do you care if I’m fucking the suit from the city?!”

His eyes widen. “You’re-“

“Yeah, I’m fucking him. What are you going to do about it, you fucking-“

Kiss. Rough, bruising, angry kiss that’s like a shot of heroine to your bloodstream, and big, rough hands tugging at your hair as you moan down his throat.

“I love you, you fucking brat. I’m going to fuck you so good you never even think about anyone else.” Dean shoves his knee between your thighs, drawing out a high whine from your lips. “You got that?”

“Yeah. I do.” You smile against his lips, and the light goes off. “Thank you.”

Everything fades to black.

——————

You’ve been here before.

Blanket. No sheets. You mouth son of a bitch right as Dean shouts it, and you’ve really gotten the hang of this.

Dean needs to ice his hand, and when he says it’s alright, sweetheart, I’m fine, you say it at the exact same time, dropping your voice to mimic his.

He stares at you. “How’d you-“

You shrug, and point to the fridge. “Ice. And there’s cereal in the cabinet, but no milk. I-“

You pause, glancing at the apples on the counter. You’re hungry. 

Maybe you won’t go shopping today.

“I’ll give you a list to go shopping later.” You grab the apple—the fucker is going to stay in your stomach, this time around—and sit down at the counter. “Take Cas, he can carry more things.”

Dean frowns. “I can carry things-“

“I know you can, Dean. Cas can carry more. Ice your fucking hand.”

He stares at you, making no effort to move to the freezer. “You feeling okay? You’re- you seem a bit, I dunno, touchy-“

“I’m fine-“

Dean shakes his head, dropping down next you and placing his hand on your thigh. Sparks. Sunlight. 

This is going to kill you.

“Look,” he says your name carefully, and you might end up throwing up without Cas. “You know you can, I dunno, talk to me, right? About anything, even if it’s really freakin’ dumb?”

You let out a long breath, burying your face in your hands as your heart turns back to that tight stone. “Yeah, I know. It’s Lucky Charms in the cabinet, Dean. Hand,” you poke him right over the burn, and he winces. “Then you can eat your marshmallows.”

He’s staring at you again. It’s the expression. The one that’s warning you what’s coming, and-

“Dude, what’s wrong with you.” Sam walks into the kitchen, and Dean scowls. “You look like a keyed car.”

“It’s a simile,” you tell Dean, before anything can get away from you. “Sam?”

“Yeah?”

“It’s been a long Tuesday.”

Sam’s eyes flash, his mouth opening and closing, and it worked. 

“You- uh, you’re sure-“

“Positive.” You mumble, and Dean coughs, saying your name slowly.

“It’s a Friday-“

You frown at him, shaking your head. “It’s Saturday-“

“No, Dean’s right.” Sam gives you an odd look. “It’s Friday.”

You blink between them, and pull out your phone.

It is Friday.

You could’ve sworn it was Saturday. This whole time, you’ve been certain it was Saturday.

Sam clears his throat. “Dean, uh- You should go get the groceries.”

Dean shakes his head. “You freakin’ do it, I’m-“

“You’re not busy.” Sam rolls his eyes, moving further into the kitchen. “And I just ran ten miles, dude. I need a shower.”

You tune out the rest of the conversation. You’ve heard it before. Hamstrings and junk food, and when Sam finally gets Dean to go find Cas for food—texting him the list instead—you remember at the last second to add a second text to Cas, telling him to get cherry pie instead of pumpkin.

“You’re- uh.” Sam scratches the back of his neck once you’re alone, watching you carefully. “Time loop, huh?”

“Yeah.”

“And this is-“ Sam shakes his head, rubbing his brow as he frowns into the air. “How many-“

“Lost count.” You mutter. “Can’t find a trickster, by the way. I kept getting-“ You cut yourself off with a sigh, a hundred Dean’s saying love you echoing around in your head like the most beautifully horrible chorus in the world. “Never mind. You wanna watch a movie?”

Sam blinks at you. “A- What?”

“I know Dean has some time loop movies.” You glance out to the hall, letting out a long breath. “You told me that’s all we had to go off of-“

“I did?” Sam frowns. “When did I-“

“Time loop, Sam.”

“Oh, uh- Right.” He gives you an apologetic look. “Sorry. Kind of forgot-“

“’S fine. I don’t care. Movies?”

“Yeah, uh, sure.” Sam doesn’t try to stand, just staring at you with a slight frown. “Do you know your- Did I tell you about reset points-“

You nod, swallowing down a lump in your throat. You’re too tired to lie, this time around. “I have one. It’s- Dean tells me a secret.”

Sam raises his brows. “A secret? Is it- Did he talk to you.”

“He talks to me all the time, Sam-“

Sam says your name, his voice flat. “You know that’s not what I meant. Did he? Talk to you, I mean-“

“Yeah.” You sigh. “He did. Does. Every time. And then,” you snap your fingers, grimacing slightly, and Sam frowns.

“Do you, uh, what have you said back?”

You’ve never said anything back.

You really don’t want to talk about it.

“Can we please just watch the movies?” You look up with a pleading expression before Sam can answer. “Please.”

Sam sighs, but nods, and follows you to the Dean Cave without another word.

Dean doesn’t have as many time loop movies as you’d thought, so you start to look online while Sam makes popcorn. Dean’s out getting groceries with Cas. He won’t be home for a few hours, and that’s all the more time before you’re in danger of him finding you and saying it. Before the reset point hits, and you have to explain everything to Sam again. 

You get through two and half movies, scratching likely useless notes on a piece of paper, avoiding Sam’s pointed looks when the answer on the screen is confront your flaws.

Telling Dean you love him won’t help. Even if it’s not a trickster, you’re still pretty certain it’s not real. This is Dean. He’s not good with his emotions, let alone being vulnerable with them, and—even if he really did feel something for you, out there in the real world—you think he’d eat a bullet before he’d just say he loves you. 

Even if Sam keeps claiming he was going to talk to you, that might just be another part of the loop that isn’t real. 

The first time you’d drifted through this day, Dean hadn’t said the thing. The only real time you’d woken up in a bed without sheets, you’d put Dean to bed and left him there without another word. 

So love isn’t the answer here. Not when it’s not even real.

And Sam isn’t being helpful, with all those fucking looks. He’s barely even paying attention the movies—he keeps trying to talk to you about the next case, vamps, but you don’t really care—watching them like they’re the most boring thing he’s ever seen whenever his eyes flick up.

And Dean is Dean.

So when he bursts into the room with a tub of ice cream—the same ice cream you’d gotten with Cas on your grocery runs—he’s immediately dropping at your side, kicking his feet up and grinning at you like you’re the only thing in the world.

“You know, it’s pretty freakin’ rude to watch my movies without me, sweetheart-“

You shrug, giving him a half-apologetic smile. “You were out-“

“Coulda waited for me. I love- Uh-“ He looks back to the screen with a small frown. “What movie is this?”

You snort. “Happy Death Day.”

“I didn’t know I owned that one-“

“You don’t. I rented it.” Sam cuts in from his chair, not looking up from his laptop. “Hey, Dean, have you ever heard of the any vamps that-“

Dean turn the volume all the way up, shooting you a wink and passing the ice cream into your hands.

“Got this for you. And I’d share my pie, but it’s, uh-“

You give him a soft smile. “You ate it all, didn’t you.”

“You know me so well.” He grins at you for another, long second, and turns back to the TV.

Four more movies. Almost all of them end by either finding the person who put them there—you’d tried that, hadn’t worked—or finding the right thing to do, and doing it.

That won’t work here either. 

“Are we only gonna watch these time loop movies-“

“Yes.” 

Dean sighs, tipping his head back to rest on the couch. “Alright. Can I get some beer?”

You give him an amused look. “What are you gonna do if I say no?”

“Uh- Get it anyway?”

You raise your brows, and he rolls his eyes.

“Shut up, kid.”

You shrug, looking back to the TV and ignoring the stone over your heart. “I didn’t say anything, buddy.”

“Don’t-“ Dean cuts himself off with a shake of his head. “Sammy, you want a beer?”

“Sure. You, uh-“ He glances up to Dean with a frown, lowing his voice as if you won’t still be able to hear it. “You gonna do the-“

“Beer.” Dean claps his hands together, pushing off the couch and ignoring Sam entirely. “Be right-“

You grab his wrist, and he seems to freeze under your touch. 

“I- uh-“

“Do I not get a beer?” You ask, and his shoulders visibly relax as a half-smirk tugs at his lips.

“Not after last night, sweetheart.”

You frown at him. “Last- Huh?”

His smirk grows. “You don’t remember it, do you?”

You release his wrist.  “I- remember-“

“You got wasted last night, sweetheart.” He scans you over, the smirk only growing. “You threw up on Sammy.”

“And the floor. And her bed.” Sam mutters from his seat, shooting you a grimacing look of apology. “Don’t feel bad, Dean just wasn’t fast enough.”

Your head is spinning, starting to cloud over with that fog from the first few loops. Like a hazy veil is covered purposefully and carefully over your eyes. “I- Dean?”

“I was fast, man,” he snaps, glaring at Sam. “you were in the way-“

“Dean.” You squeeze his hand, trying to steady yourself or check he’s real or something, and he blinks at you. “What did I do?”

“You’re a lightweight, sweetheart-���

“No- I-“ You frown at him. “No, I’m not-“

“With absinthe you are.” Sam shrugs, and you gape at him.

“Absinthe?” You half-squeak. “Who gave me-“

Dean snort. “You gave you absinthe. You stole it from Cas.”

“I- Oh.” 

That does sound like you.

“Did I- I meant like, did I do anything stupid.” You mumble, releasing Dean’s wrist and staring at your hands. “Or just vomit on Sam.”

“You were- Nothing you do is stupid.” Dean says that like it’s fact, and you’re going to maybe get drunk on nothing at all. “You just got all rambly and touchy. Nothing worse than normal.”

“Dean had to put you to bed.”

“Sam-“

“You did?” You cut Dean off with soft words, and he lets out a long breath, running a hand over his face. “De-“

“Yeah, I did.” He mutters. “Got you into your room, cleaned you up and changed you, but, uh- I kept my eyes off the goods-“

He gestures to your chest, Sam snorts, and you both elect to ignore him.

Nothing else is really more important than Dean right now. Looking at you. Into you. Right to your pounding heart, and still talking.

“You kinda vomited on the sheets, so I put them in the wash. Tried to offer you my bed but you, uh-“ His whole face is red. You wish Sam would fucking leave the room. “You said not like that and then passed out. So I found some non-contaminated blankets and, yeah.”

“Why?” Your voice is barely a breath, and Dean just shrugs, never breaking your gaze.

“Because I love you.”

Something bright and cool washes over you as Dean just stares at you. He’d taken care of you. Before you were trapped in here, he’d been taking care of you, and that didn’t feel like something a trickster had made him do. You know, somewhere in your gut, that it was just Dean.

Caring for you. 

The light goes off, but something clear is blooming over your ribs.

You open your mouth, ready scream it right back to him, but everything fades to black.

——————

You’ve been here before.

And this time, maybe—if you do this right, and movies are as a reliable a source as Sam claims—you won’t have to be here again.

End Note: Someone show Cas that Dropout Brennan Lee Mulligan Oreo video right now.

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your heart's safe with me

written for the @steddieholidaydrabbles Valentine's Day pop-up event and @steddiebingo main card fill for the prompt pre-relationship

rated: T | wc: 1.000 | tags: pre steddie, pining, love confessions, implied friends to lovers

   "If I have to see one more couple kissing, I'm gonna be sick. Can they just not? I'm already miserable, don't need them to rub it in like that," Steve groans and Eddie gets it; it's hard being single on Valentine's day.

That is, if you're name is Steve Harrington. Self-proclaimed former ladies’ man, who never really had a problem scoring a date until he lost his crown when he climbed off his high horse and became part of the loveless losers club Eddie's been a member of all his life.

   "Can't even go to Robin's for our annual Fuck Valentine's date because she's seeing her new girlfriend tonight. I mean, I love that for her but- god, it sucks being alone."

   "You do know who you're talking to, right?"

Steve turns to look at him, confusion making way for understanding.

   "Oh, uh, sorry."

   "You should be. I've never had a date on Valentine's day. Or ever, for that matter. But do you see me complaining? No. So suck it up, man. You'll find the right one. Maybe not today but- they're out there somewhere."

Eddie hates to even think about it but there’s no denying the fact that one day, he'll have to come to terms with Steve being in a relationship with someone that isn't him. It sucks, but that's just how things are.

   "You could come to my place after work," Eddie offers before thinking it through. "We can watch some cheesy romcom. You can complain about how unrealistic it is and I can make fun of you for crying over the happy ending."

This makes Steve laugh and Eddie takes it as a win; he loves making Steve laugh, loves the sound of it.

   "So that's a yes?"

After their shift, they separate ways only for Steve to make a detour home because he complained about needing to get out of his smelly work clothes and take a shower.

Eddie would've offered his shower and his clothes for Steve to change into but it’s better that way – better not to give his mind any more reason to create fantasies he definitely shouldn't have.

So, he uses the time to freshen up and clean up some of the bits and bobs scattered around his apartment. It's not messy, not really. Nothing like Wayne had augured when Eddie moved out to live on his own. It's more like organised chaos but because it's Steve coming over, Eddie puts a little more effort in it than he usually would.

An hour later, Steve finally arrives.

   "For how long it took you to get changed, I thought you'd be dressed up a lot nicer for me," Eddie jokes when he opens the door and finds Steve standing there in comfy sweats and hoodie, hair tousled but still unfairly good looking.

   "Sorry. Robin called because she was freaking out about her date, so I had to calm her down. You know how she gets when she's nervous." Steve shakes his head and sighs, smiling fondly, "But I stopped at the pizza place you like. Brought your favourite, as an apology."

His smile turns from soft to cheeky and Eddie happily takes the large box handed to him.

   "I could kiss you right now."

Eddie could kiss him always, but Steve doesn't need to know.

They get comfortable in the small but cosy living room, eating while watching the movie Steve chose - something about best friends who are obviously meant to be but too oblivious to realise it. Eddie's not really paying attention, just enjoys Steve's presence. Letting his eyes linger on the man beside him every now and then, smiling whenever Steve smiles, counting the moles on his face and neck, wishing he could kiss every single one of them. It's stupid, maybe even risky to gawk so openly, but Steve doesn't notice - or at least he doesn't call him out on it.

   "This is so stupid," Steve says and Eddie laughs because he's been waiting for it.

   "How do they not know? I mean- it's clear as day that he's into her. How can she keep looking for love when it's right there?"

   "Sometimes you just don't see what's right in front of you, I guess." Eddie swallows hard; he knows too well what it's like not to be seen.

   "Okay, sure. But then why doesn't he just- tell her. I mean, they're clearly perfect together."

   "It's not always that easy."

   "I'd want to know. If there was someone loving me like this, I'd want them to tell me."

Steve turns to look at him and Eddie's breath catches in his throat.

Does he know? Does he suspect something? That can't be. Eddie never told anyone about his feelings for Steve.

   "What if they're scared?" It already sounds like a confession and Eddie curses himself for not keeping his mouth shut.

   "Scared of what?"

Eddie scoffs frustrated.

   "I don't know, Steve. Rejection? Losing your best friend? Having your heart broken?"

He didn't mean to snap at him but this conversation really hits a nerve.

   "But what if..." Steve trails off, seems lost in his thoughts, "What if they love them back?"

Eddie has the sickening feeling that they're not talking about the movie anymore.

   "They wouldn't know unless the other person gives them a sign."

   "Something like that?"

Before the question even sinks in, Eddie’s lips are sealed with Steve’s that are tentatively pushing, opening up just enough for a hint of tongue Eddie chases with his own, falling easily into the rhythm of Steve's lead.

Eddie keeps his eyes closed for a long moment after they part, contemplating whether he dares to believe this is real.

   "Your heart's safe with me," Steve whispers sweetly and Eddie realises then, that this crush hasn't been so one-sided all this time.

Next year on Valentine's, he promises himself, he'll make it extra special for Steve. Tonight though, sharing pizza and kisses and confessions is enough to make it perfect.