#I just thought it'd be funny for him to have to work with an ex-boyfriend he hates

[breitzbachbea]

@fvriva Copying this out so I can do more stuff -

But yes! One of Charlie's many exes, only two of whom have ever received a name, is a guy called JJ! His full name is Jacob Johnson and I once posted some old pictures I had of him here .

They used to date when Charlie was pretty young and just out of school and were part of a bigger gaggle of gay guys. Guys who were just experimenting and finding themselves ... and who thought it'd be funny as fuck and their good right to fancy Charlie's father substitute Paddy. Charlie didn't find that shit funny at all, but kids can be so cruel. (I also bet like some were like "Ohhh, he's from the North and he's kinda badass, do you think he's an ex-Provo?" because these boys are pulling a Michelle from Derry Girls. And saying "He's a Prod from Derry" has zero effect, because then it's "Oh my god, that means he doesn't got all that repression! I bet he's a real Casanova!" at which point Charlie was ready to either eat the Abrakebabra tray himself or shove it down someone else's throat.)

However, Charlie's boyfriend JJ never participated in that tomfoolery. Because he was a clever young man, who knew if he kept it to himself, he could date Charlie, partially to get closer to that hunk of man. Enjoyed it very much whenever he was with Charlie and Co. and Paddy was around.

However, JJ overall didn't feel like Ireland was a great place to live and wanted more opportunities, so like many young Irishman, he went away to America. And before he left, he did the kind thing of breaking up with Charlie ... and also the not so kind thing of telling him the truth in regards to Paddy. Rough breakup.

JJ gets to America, things don't really turn out as they are ought to be and America has more or less just the same problems he wanted to escape, be it in a different costume. Poor JJ falls in with the Mob to get by and after seven or eight years, he is like "Hey. I am not gonna snitch on you, I am not gonna cause trouble, but I just wanna go home. Could you arrange something for me?"

And his boss, a young man called Alfred Jones, is like "Hmm, sure! I think I know someone you could work for, someone to keep eyes on you and who takes care for you in Dublin! Harry O'Connel's the name!"

And JJ does think. Hey, that's the name of Charlie's childhood friend. Even the surname is spelled that weird way ... But he shrugs it off, because maybe someone just left an L off the end and there have to be plenty of Harry O'Connell's in Ireland.

And Harry thinks the same when Al talks to him about an Irish guy called Jacob Johnson, like yeah yeah sure. Fork found in kitchen situation.

And then JJ arrives back in Dublin, goes to the office after some preliminary meetings with other subordinates or so, walks into Harry's office ... and Harry's face is not one that you forget. Not much has changed since puberty is through. And thusly Harry also learns that he has hired Charlie's ex as a new subordinate.

So poor JJ, comes home from his failed American Dream, learns that his ex's childhood friend is a mobster and THEN learns that the same holds true for said ex and has always been the case for the middle-aged guy he fancied.

JJ has learnt a lot about himself since he went away, especially about his priorities in life, so he now also realizes that Paddy was just some embarassing Teenage infatuation and nothing genuine at all. Not to mention that he may have a soft spot for Charlie still, but no old spark that is still alive. Charlie does make a bit of an ass of himself for wishing it was the case and being thoroughly disappointed when he gets mercilessly roasted by JJ and not even a little bit fancied. Sir, you are getting steady now, you don't NEED your ex-boyfriend for approval.

That's Jacob Johnson! Poor lad, deserved better :/

[prismaticpotentia]

Crystallian Equus for @bumblingbunny's Monster Prom!

Crystaliian "Lian" Equus is the first born and only son of the Equus family, heir to their vast fortune and business empire. He has two younger sisters, Snowdrop and Wisteria, and his parents are always working, leaving them in the care of the staff by and large.

Lian has been expected his entire life to take over the family business, but his first love is gardening, the outdoors, and quiet. While academically driven and physically very active, being on the cheer team and student body treasurer, his dream is to move to the country and live off the land, maybe run his own flower shop.

While bisexual, he's been crushing on Nola since 6th grade. While at the time he didn't recognize the feeling, mistaking his crush for hatred. This lead to him writing Nola an anonymous note in pink, strawberry-scented glitterpen that just read "Get out of my school."

Lian has since grown up enough to recognize what a crush is, and slowly come to terms with being pansexual. He's had a few relationships across genders and sexualities, but nothing long-term. He has no knowledge of any relationship with any vampire student body presidents, and anyone who says he did is a liar and slanderer.

Pronouns: He/Him Aspiration: Freeland Botanist Traits: Creative, Vegetarian(Because he's a unicorn and thus an herbivore, geddit?)

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One more time

Summary: Alex regrets ever saying yes. All he wants is a second chance.

Trigger warning: Mentions of cheating, mentions of sex, swearing, angst

Author's note: my first piece off hiatus !! - you're a twitch streamer in this fic but it won't come up too much :) hope u like it <3

Based on: Break My Heart Again - FINNEAS

you sigh. your ex-boyfriend called again. you've been ignoring your phone for 5 minutes now. was he really this desperate?

you pick up your phone and slide the green button.

"what do you want, alex?"

"___, you picked up!"

he sounded extremely relieved, like he needs you to breathe.

"i did, now what do you want?"

alex sighed and leaned on a wall in his bedroom.

"can i come over? there's some stuff i still need to pick up."

you suck in a breath sharply. the air is thick and tense.

"no."

you clench the phone you were holding and bit your lip.

"i don't want to see you right now."

alex closed his eyes and pushed himself off the wall.

"i understand, you need time."

there was silence for a moment. neither of you wanted to say anything.

"if you want to come over that bad you can get your things tomorrow morning."

"sounds good. i'll be there around 11, okay?"

"fine."

"good-"

you ended the call.

"-bye..."

alex let his arm drop beside him. his eyes were watering, but he wiped it away with the sleeve of his hoodie.

it's his fault, he knew. but why is he still so upset? he shouldn't feel like this - it's is his own doing, after all.

~

you open the door to your home. alex was standing on the porch with a few empty bags in hand. the morning sun blinded you slightly, making you squint at the man in front of you.

"hi ___."

"hello, alex. all your belongings are on the couch.

"great, thank you."

~

he looks over as he's folding a shirt.

"what are you looking at?"

you say without looking away from your laptop.

his face was getting red slightly from embarrassment.

"nothing, you seem busy."

alex directed his eyes back to the clothes in front of him.

"otherwise you would've said something about me."

alex snickered slightly, trying to lighten the mood.

you sigh, holding your face in one of your hands.

don't say it. ___, keep it in. there's no point in fighting him. ___-

"if i wanted to make a comment it'd be about the fact you can't keep your dick in your pants."

god damn it, why did you do that?

he fell quiet. you hated his guts, but even you felt kind of bad for being so blunt with it.

a part of you still loved him. his loud, yet charming laugh. his sweet kisses. his adorable clinginess. his blushing face when you teased him.

you shake your head, trying to physically get rid of your pity for him. he doesn't love you anymore. he shouldn't, and neither should you.

~

after filling the bags with alex's belongings he stood up and wiped his forehead. you waver from your work and look him up and down.

"you done?"

you asked him. he turned around and gave you a weak smile.

"yeah, i think so."

"good, you know the way out."

you turn back to your computer.

"___, wait. can i ask you something?"

you make eye contact with him, fully aware it makes him nervous.

"what do you want?"

alex took a quick breath.

"can we talk sometime?"

you look at him like he spoke an alien tongue.

"why the hell would i?"

"i want to talk about what happened between us. i hate that our relationship is so sour."

he set a step forward.

"i just want this to end peaceful - or at least neutral."

"why the fuck would i want to be peaceful with you of all people?"

"i hate ending things on the wrong foot, you know that."

alex stands his ground, making you livid.

"then we make up, and then what? you'll just break my heart again!"

you stand up, simultaneously pushing the chair away with your legs.

"then i can lay awake and think about why i even let you inside my house again in the first place?!"

if looks could kill, alex would be on the floor.

"fine. if you don't want to, then i guess everything will just stay the way it is."

alex turned around and grabbed his bags. there's no way he's getting through to you right now.

"oh, so now it's my fault?"

you slam your laptop and walk away from the table.

"well, i'm so sorry for being angry at you for cheating on me!"

you don't hold your anger in anymore, he crossed the line.

"i never said that, ___!"

alex yelled to match your energy.

you took a step back. the audacity to yell at you in your house.

"out. now."

alex grabbed the second bag of clothes and without a word walked to the front door.

"goodbye, ___."

alex pushes the door open and steps outside. you go after him but stop at the doorstep.

"fuck you!" you sob out. you grab the doorknob and slam the door shut.

your knees slowly got weaker and you sit against the front door, shutting your eyes.

~

it's been a month since you've seen alex. you've blocked him on everything since then.

you were doing a q&a on your twitch channel and everything was going well. chat was filled with questions and you answered the one's you could.

your thoughts were somewhere else, though.

you still miss him, you really did. alex used to watch your streams all the time. he sent you donations with cheesy pick-up lines, he called you during streams to make fun of you for dying in a game or just to chat while he's bored.

but that didn't happen anymore.

you realize you haven't said anything in a while and you apologize. your chat was spamming purple hearts and 'are you okay?'

"ah, sorry everyone, i'm still tired from yesterday. i think i'm going to end the stream for today, thank you all for coming!"

after saying goodbye you turn off your computer.

why are you still so obsessed over him?! he cheated on you! he even tried to cover it up with a bullshit story about "not being the first to kiss her," and "she forced me to," like someone would believe a lie like that.

yet, you still love him. something inside you wants to believe him, like he really was telling the truth.

~

the next morning you open twitter and scroll for a bit. you made a tweet earlier in which you stated you weren't going to stream today.

you looked at the trending topics and saw your name in bold letters. you clicked on it and read the first tweet that popped up.

'i really hope ___ is doing better, they looked so sad on stream :('

an image was attached to it - a screenshot from the stream you did yesterday where you were mindlessly staring at your computer screen.

you sighed. at least they're not thinking too deep about this.

you scroll further down, replying and liking a couple tweets saying you were alright, thanking them or cracking a joke. this should keep them off your back for a while.

after scrolling for a bit one tweet catches your eye. you clutch your phone as you read the comment.

'kinda obvious they miss quackity :/ it's a good cover-up story tho '

~

alex was staring at his ceiling. he'd seen the tweets about you - about him.

he hates this feeling. he hates the fact that he knows what you're thinking. he hates that he knows it's his fault. he didn't mean to. he didn't.

"come on, alex. you know you want it." the woman said.

"i told you, no! i have a partner!" alex pushed her away for the second time, trying to find a way past the girl and out of this small alleyway. he should've never gone to this stupid bar.

"tch, whatever. but know you'll regret rejecting someone like me!" the girl pushed him to the brick wall and fixed her dress as she walked away.

alex fixed himself for a minute and walked past the bar and into his car. he pulled out his phone and shot you a quick text.

'hey bb i'll be over in a few :)'

'don't come back.'

you responded almost immediately. alex froze as he looked at the screen.

'wdym?'

'you know damn well why'

you sent him a photo of him next to the bar in the alley. the girl was all over him while her lips connected lustfully to his.

'it isn't what it looks like, i didn't start any of this!'

you don't respond. alex tries to send you another text when an error pops up.

'unable to send message. user has blocked you.'

~

you hover your hand over your phone's keyboard. you thought anbout alex's offer to talk, and decided that maybe it was a good idea after all. you couldn't get your mind off him, you thought that hopefully getting some closure could help.

but how were you going to ask him? 'hey, i know i blocked number like a month ago but can you to meet me at some random park? see you there!'

after typing and deleting multiple texts you eventually landed on a message.

'hey alex, i've been thinking about your offer to talk it out, and i wanted to ask if you're still up for it?'

you send it and immediately turn off your phone and place it on the coffeetable in front of you. you did it, finally. you fall back on your couch and pull your knees up to your face, waiting for a notification.

after a nailbiting five minutes a light emits from your phone. you pick it up and read the name calling you. 'alex'. you take a deep breath and answer the phone.

"hi alex."

"hey ___, it's been a while."

you sit up straight, preparing yourself for the conversation you're about to have.

'yeah, you can say that."

the atmosphere was a lot less tense than you expected. it was weirdly... comforting? you can hear alex's raspy voice through the phone. has he been crying?

"i saw your text, you wanted to meet?"

"yes, i did. i wanted to get some closure, at least."

alex chuckled, his laugh making you a little flustered. trying to brush it off, you laugh with him.

"what's so funny?" alex asked.

you rolled your eyes and smile.

"you, dumbass."

he gasps cartoonishly loud. his goofy personality is something you could never get enough of. maybe you were wrong after all.

"ok, but seriously, when do you want to meet?"

he gets back on topic. you snap out of your smile and remember why he called in the first place.

"right, right. i'm free this whole week, you can choose when."

after some planning and back and forth, you decide to meet at a small family-run café in the afternoon. coincidentally, it's the same place you two had your first date.

~

you settle down at a table on the terrace of the café, the sunday sun greeting you warmly. you were a little early, so you decided to think of some questions. it didn't take you long to come to a few, though. your main question was the photo. what was that all about?

as you were handed a menu you saw alex walking on the pavement fidgeting with his fingers.

"hey! sorry if i'm late, i took the bus instead of my car."

he took the seat parallel to yours and exhaled.

"oh no, you're right on time. i was just a little early."

the waitress gave alex a menu and disappeared into the establishment. you both decided to stay quiet before getting on topic. neither of you want to start the conversation.

after both ordering and having surface level conversation for a while silence fell. you both know why you're here, it feels off to talk like nothing ever happened.

"okay-"

"so-"

you both start at the same time. alex awkwardly chuckles while covering his mouth.

"you first."

alex proposes. you nod and like magic lose the somewhat content mood you had prior. you steadily breathe in and pull out your phone.

"so, first things first; my main goal is to get closure and an explanation - there's no point in lying to me."

alex hums in agreement. you could tell he was nervous, you knew him better than anyone. you tap on your screen a few times until you reach the photo that was sent to you.

"now, i want a clear answer. what happened that night?"

you ask him firmly as you put your phone on the table to reveal the image.

"that's my ex-girlfriend."

alex said. you raise an eyebrow - his ex? you've heard some wild things about her and her antics, which is exactly why alex broke up with her in the first place.

"she said she wanted to ask me something in private. my dumbass said yes, because i can't pick up on context clues, apparently."

you cross your arms and lean back on the chair.

"you got that right."

alex looks up from the photo and makes eye contact with you.

"long story short, she pushed me to the wall and kissed me. i tried to push her off but she didn't let me go. after shoving her, like, twice she finally got the hint and left."

~

"so she set you up?"

"she hasn't changed a bit since all those years."

you say with a hint of condescension. his explanation made sense, and from what you heard he wasn't lying. your gut told you to believe him, yet your mind had an itching feeling that there was something else.

"are you sure that's all?"

alex flinched slightly.

"y-yes, ___. i don't know what else to tell you."

you mess with your hair a bit, clearly conflicted. there was nothing else, you knew that. but your brain wouldn't let it go. you decided it's better if you just sleep on it.

"alright, then.-"

you grab your bag and stand up.

"-i think we're done here."

alex stays seated and looks up at you.

"yeah, i think so."

you pick the phone up that's laying on the table. you pull out your wallet and put a $5 bill under your teacup.

"goodbye, alex."

"wait!"

alex stands up and grabs your wrist, the gesture scaring you little bit.

"are you still mad at me?"

those eyes. they're so pretty, almost sparlking. you snap out of it when he lets go, just realizing how weird it is to grab someone's arm out of nowhere.

"sorry, my bad. i wasn't thinking."

alex scratches the back of his neck.

"i'm still deciding if i can trust you, but i appreciate you showing up, at least."

"that's enough for me."

alex smile at you, not trying to pry.

"goodbye, ___."

"goodbye, alex."

~

you heard the chirping of the birds outside your window and groan. why is it already morning? you sit up and grab your phone from the nightstand next to your bed, the phone reading 11:23 - tuesday - xx-xx-xxxx.

you sigh and fall back onto your bed. you've been thinking about alex for a few days now, still not getting him out of your head.

after going downstairs and eating some toast you pull out your phone again, the clock now reading 12:44. you look through your contacts and eventually land on his name.

you hover your hand over the green pixels while sitting down at the dining table. you swallow audibly and click the call button.

it goes once.

it goes twice.

"___?"

'Hey alex, i wanted to ask you if you wanted to meet up again?"

ty for reading <3

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[sscarchiyo]

who's your 37th pick?

parning: masumi x fem!reader

type: headcanons

warnings: uhh creepy old man? creepy old man :(

genre: crack

🖇a/n: wish i had that typa leg power rn :( hope you enjoy and feedback is always appreciated, have a good day <3

hahaha you're a funny guy 🤪

prepared to be using a walker for the next few weeks

masumi was supposed to pick you up from work, but he was running late so you're now waiting by the front entrance.

suddenly you felt a tap on your shoulder, "nice weather, hm?" "yep, nice and sunny", you said to the male.

"wow, you're extremely gorgeous. you remind me of my ex wife", the man said.

what?😀 that was rlly outta pocket, you kinda looked at him like "🤨" and he went "oh don't worry, we're still on good terms"

"actually i used to ask her this certain question all the time, mind if i ask?", you were feeling a little iffy about him but he seemed harmless so why not?

once you nodded; giving him the confirmation he needed, he started talking. “if you were on a deserted island and you could only be with one person, who would you pick?” "my little brother", you said with a smile. thinking how it'd actually go down if you were deserted with your brother, but the older man interrupted your thought process.

"uhh what about a another man?, erm someone older", he stated getting a little to close for your comfort.

before you could even answer the man, he fell to his knees with a blood curdling scream, in which scared tf outta you. when you reached out your hand to help, suddenly a another pair of hands yanked you back.

getting ready to punch the living shit outta whoever thought that was a good idea, only to find ur boyfriend giving you his signature smirk. "hey baby, sorry i took long. i brought some snacks tho" "huh? oh thanks, but you scared me" "haha ur just a wuss, anyways...who's your new friend?", he said eyeing the old guy up and down.

"that looks really bad you know, what happened?" "arghh i don't know, it's almost liked someone kicked my legs. i've always had leg problems...but this? it felt forceful", he painfully said, curling into a ball on the floor.

the moment you locked eyes with masumi, it didn't take a rocket science to realize he was the culprit. why'd he do it? mr.oldie over there was getting to close for his comfort, but he's not gonna tell you that. either way you're glad he's not bothering you anymore😌

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[chaotic-lupin-blog]

I don't know anything about canon Yata or the role he plays in anything, because I've not watched the newer Lupin parts except for a little of part 5... but I think introducing another regularly recurring character has such hilarious potential. I really think that could/should be so funny. the crew is all used to each other, they've seen each other do some of the worst shit that they've ever done in their lives, and by now there's probably been some expectation drift as far as what most people would consider normal behavior. meanwhile Yata is over here like... still balking at the fact that Goemon is just walking around like he was plucked straight out of the past, and Jigen can get his hands on an anti tank gun if he needs it, which he does sometimes??? and Lupin... god, Lupin is just Lupin, y'know? what isn't weird about that guy...

but especially when it comes to the polycule, I would love to watch the slow process of Yata building his understanding of what the hell is going on with them from the ground up. like he starts with a basic understanding of "Lupin is dating Fujiko" which... er, it isn't entirely like that? they don't consider themselves quite that official, and they definitely aren't exclusive, but also they'd move mountains for each other, and sometimes they will just swap pieces of their wardrobe and gossip like old friends in a way that almost feels completely platonic, but then other times they're all over each other... so even just that is confusing. I'm imagining Fujiko regaling Lupin with the tale of some stooge she had to sleep with for a con she was running, and complaining about how terrible he was in bed, and Lupin is just howling with laughter because Fujiko is a good storyteller, but she might also be steering the conversation in the direction of "we should have a better time than that tonight" and that might be because she's trying to get at something he stole recently... it's complicated. if you asked Zenigata what he thought of the situation, he could pick up on almost everything about their dynamic. if you asked Yata, he'd know next to nothing. they're like, a couple... right?

so the first time he sees Lupin and Jigen kiss, he has to rework his whole worldview. like wtf why is that happening?? Zenigata is like "oh crap, yeah, I should've briefed Yata on the relationship dynamics" because by now it's second nature for Zenigata to accept all this. he forgot that that'd be surprising... especially with just how absolutely gay Jigen is... he's got so many crazy exes, Zenigata's perception is that Jigen must reeeeally like men if he was capable of dating this many deeply unhinged ones. and Zenigata gets to blow Yata's mind yet again by telling him that Goemon is involved too, and then trying to explain the intricacies of Jigen and Fujiko's contentious frienemies-with-the-same-boyfriends dynamic... it's a very long talk.

but then all that's left for Yata to discover, is just how involved Zenigata is in all this, despite his best efforts not to be. he's seen Lupin tease Zenigata in suggestive ways before, but Zenigata always responded by trying to enforce proper boundaries... moreso in front of Yata because Yata is a coworker, and it'd just cause all kinds of problems if he didn't. but they could only keep this under wraps for so long. it'd probably just be a lot of little things that Yata notices over time... questions that keep piling up in his head until he's ready to burst with curiosity. certain genuine reactions to Lupin's flirting start recontextualizing the amount of time Zenigata spent looking at Lupin's photo the other day, and there was also that phone call that Zenigata had to take in private, but his body language and tone of voice as he talked into the phone was particular, and instinctively made Yata feel like Lupin must be on the other end. is Zenigata in love with Lupin? how does that work... or does it? maybe he's trying his best not to act on his feelings, or maybe their relationship is secret... how does he feel about the rest of Lupin's band of thieves?

the real confirmation of his suspicions is when Lupin drags Zenigata off in the midst of some unrelated chaos, and Yata follows when he wasn't supposed to. maybe he overhears Lupin complaining that it's harder to find good moments to fool around with Zenigata when Yata is constantly with him, and Zenigata grumbles a bit about how they're not supposed to be doing this in the first place, and Yata is simply a diligent, hard worker... but he doesn't really resist getting kissed by Lupin either. Yata tries to just leave, but they somehow notice him. ultimately everything turns out fine, but there's a bit of initial tension because technically Yata should be reporting this as some kind of misconduct. idk how it'd all eventually get smoothed out, but the more Yata learns, the more he realizes that the rules are made up and the points don't matter, so to speak.

[obsessivelyloved]

i NEED to see more of that au where future edd takes the present gang away from tord. like omg what does red leader do, what does tord do???

Thinking about it is so funny to me. Like Future!Edd won't explain a single thing to any of the present gang so for a while they're just like. "This might as well just happen." Meanwhile present Tord freaks out since Edd missed their monthly phone call and isn't answering his phone at all. Red Leader freaks out because his lovers disappear lmao.

Thank you so much for helping me flesh this au out <3

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Edd wasn't answering his phone. It'd been a few days and Tord had been trying non-stop. This wasn't like him at all. Whenever Edd missed their agreed time, he always sent a text to apologize and explain what was going on. Or if his phone was destroyed, he'd send a text from one of the other's phones.

All Tord has gotten from his friend was silence.

It unnerved him to no end. Not for the first time, he cursed himself for moving out, for not figuring out a way to make things work with his growing army while still being able to live with his ex-boyfriends.

Though he had heard recently of a new partner.....

Tord shook his head. Not important, he thought.

"Uh, boss?"

Tord snapped his head up from his phone. Pat stood awkwardly in his makeshift office doorway.

"Paul's been trying to call you this past hour. He said, um, that a large man has been chasing your friends around with a gun? He also said that all of them have disappeared and that he can't find them."

Tord felt nauseous with anger and fear. He knew Paul had been trying to call him but he ignored him in favor of trying to reach Edd. Now he really wished he didn't.

Dialing Paul's number, he quickly shooed Pat away and yanked his curtains shut. It wouldn't do shit to stop anyone from hearing if they passed by, but it gave him a nice sense of privacy. And no one could stare at him if he shattered some of the things in his office.

"What's the situation?" he barked out.

"Large man in a trench coat and green hoodie was waving around a gun at Edd," Paul responded immediately. "Kept going on about being Edd from the future and needing to kill him. He saw your friend's new partner and went quiet. Before I could even do anything, he lunged for all four of them and they disappeared in a flash."

Disappeared....?

Tord couldn't stop shaking. "Keep searching! I want updates every hour."

"Got it boss."

He hung up the phone and sat numbly in his chair. With a scream, he picked up his landline phone and threw it across the room.

* * * * * * * * *

"So um. What's the plan?" Tom asked. "I thought you wanted to kill Edd."

Edward, as they had dubbed Edd's future self, didn't look up from the stove. They watched as he poked at the big pot containing spaghetti.

"Uh, hello?" you ask. "Is this an elaborate murder plan? Did you get tired of holding a gun? Also, we can't eat spaghetti tied up."

"Yeah! Untie us!"

Matt wriggled in his ropes and promptly fell off his chair. "Ow!"

Edward sighed. He dropped the spoon and turned around to heft Matt back into his seat.

"Knock it off or I'll leave you on the floor."

He went back to the pot.

"I say we heckle him," Edd whispered.

"Your home sucks," Matt said.

"Yeah I second that. This is a shithole and I mean that lightly."

Edward sighs again. "I am very aware of that Tom. Being on the run from Red Leader doesn't exactly give me a lot of options for places to live."

Since his back is turned to the four of you, he misses the questioning looks you give each other.

"Ok, now I'm going to untie your arms enough that you can eat. Make any sudden movements and you'll fall on the floor. Then you lose all being untied privileges."

[casmybelovedass]

The Destiel Folder: Season 6

[Season 4; Season 5] Man, this season... an emotional rollercoaster

Episode 3:

Cas admits he and Dean "share a more profound bond." (15:35) uuuhmm okay

"You think I came because you called?" (16:31) cut to "I always come when you call" later on in E21

"When a claim is laid on a living sould, it leaves a mark, a brand." ... like a handprint maybe? (22:33) Cas basically called dibs on Dean and admits it

Dean, I get it, Cas looks hot when he fights, but you don't have to look at him like this (24:42)

The amount of eye-fucking in this scene (25:56) almost 30 seconds (of Dean checking out Cas) of Old married coupleTM moments. Dean is worried about Cas dying again by the hands of an archangel. He just got attacked and wants to go out. But Cas has to go save the universe from a holy war. Basically a wife asking her soldier husband not to leave for the war.

[(26:28-26:30) Dean was totally looking at the BOOTY]

NOW FOR THE JUICY STUFF: Cas and Balthazar obviously had a history. More than brothers or war buddies. We could parallel them to Dean and Lisa: both old flames coming back after a long time and all.

Also, Balthazar can sense something is going on between Cas and Dean. It's so clear he can (35:26). ICWAW, we would assume Balthazar was an ex, getting jealous over Cas' new love interest

Episode 6:

"You asked me to be here, and I came", OH what about the whole 'I don't come because you call' thing? (13:40)

How domestic is this moment. Cas pouring Dean a drink, trying to comfort him (14:03). He hates seeing Dean like this, and hates even more the fact he can't do anything about it

Cas knows Dean is hurt enough already, and doesn't want to get him involved with a war that's not his to fight (14:20), but still wants to help

Episode 7:

Second time Cas starts stripping in front of Dean and he just stares (2:32)

Look, all I'm saying is... they really don't have to stand THAT CLOSE to each other (4:07)

Episode 9:

[Not a destiel moment but Dean struggling to say the words "gay guy" is too fucking funny to me (33:45)]

Episode 10:

Dean, will you not check out the angel in front of your brother, please? (11:54)

Dean is visibly uncomfortable at Cas watching porn practically NEXT to him, and having a BONER practically next to him. Understandable, but still... kinda gay (15:58) Look at Dean's face, my God (16:07)

[I'm screaming Dean looks like he's wondering what it'd be like to kiss Cas (25:29)]

"CAS?!" (26:23) the way Dean gets progressively more worried about Cas fading/being taken away and shit, kills me

[Cas is so fucking confused as to why Dean would suggest he'd let him have an hour alone with Meg (39:25), either that or he's embarrassed he might've actually wanted to. Meg and Castiel were cute together]

"If there's anything we can do-" "There isn't. I wish circumstances were different. *stares at Dean with puppy eyes* Much of the time, I'd rather be here." (39:46)

Also, Dean stares at Cas for 15 seconds, but averts his eyes when saying "We're your friends"? (40:01) Denial? Something's off. ICWAW, this would indicate tension, unspoken feelings

Just... the way Dean looks at Cas, and when he flies away (40:17) HIS EYES

Episode 11:

Balth jokingly calls Cas Sam's 'boyfriend', and Sam reacts normally, letting it fly over his head. When later in episode 17, Balth calls Cas "the angel in the dirty trench coat who's in love with you", Dean gets pissy. Just like later in 10x5. Touchy much? (13:48)

Balth admits he doesn't like Dean, and that "screwing him would delight me", but calls the one brother who threatened to crisp his wings, a "capable young man" (14:46). Jealous much? ICWAW we would read some sort of romantic rivalry between those two.

Episode 14:

This face... where have I seen this face before?

Oh yes, here

Dean looks at Lisa, the so called "love of his life", the same way he looks at Cas. Fuck my life

Episode 15:

"Cas" (Misha) starts stripping and Dean... stares... again (9:23)

"Well, Cas... now that you have your sword, try not to die by it." (39:53) Is it a saying? Or a reference to Dean being Michael's Sword? As in "He is gonna be the death of you"? And Balth looks at Cas THAT WAY?! (40:01) You can't tell me there was nothing between these two. Kill me now

Fucking stop being an old bitching married coupleTM already (40:25) you are hurting me

Episode 17:

Balth 'jokes' about Cas being in love with Dean (18:48) ICWAW we would read this as an ex being petty about the new love interest and teasing said love interest about it

Wow, jealous much, Dean? Again, ICWAW, this would totally be seen as jealousy for your crush's ex (27:30). And Dean, you're staring at Cas' lips again (27:37)

[Sam: "So, you killed 50,000 people for us?" Cas: *looks at Dean* "... No, I didn't... They were never born." (37:49) This is so stupid, but... sure, Cas... sure. That's what you ment.]

Cas makes a small speech about fighting for freedom, choosing your fate and all, while looking at Dean (38:55). OKAY SUBTEXT!!!

[As soon as Dean mentions boobs, Cas is gone (39:36) LOL]

Episode 19:

"It's not like Cas lives in my ass. The dude's busy. [...] Cas, get out of my ass!!!" "I was never in... your-" (4:28) and then they stare... Were you having unholy thoughts guys?

"Without your power you're basically just a baby in a trench coat" #MARRIED (10:38), "My friend is very sick." "I have a, uh... painful burning sensation." OH COME ON!!! (11:22)

"You know who whines? Babies. *pats Castiel*" (14:28) I'm sorry, pats him wHERE??!!

Dean saves Cas again (19:38)

The way Cas says "Dean, Dean!" (23:09)... I'm so fucking weak, and look at those EYES! (23:41) kill me now

"The kid... The little kid, he's one of them." "... Unbelievable." "Yeah, I know, Cas. You told me, all right?" (37:48) #MARRIED

Sam and Bobby immediately think Cas might be betraying them (39:31), while Dean won't even immagine the possibility. "This is Cas we're talking about!" (39:52)

Episode 20:

Even tho Dean can sense something is off with Cas, he won't bring himself to admit it. And the eye-car-sex. That. (4:44-4:53)

"You're distracted. [...] Is that all you're holding, huh? See... the stench of that Impala's all over your overcoat, angel." (6:20) this has such sexual undertones. ICWAW, it would be MENT as having sexual undertones. Also Crowley ships it

Dean protects Cas even tho clear evidence is there, and even feels bad about lying to him (12:06). And Cas feels oh so bad about Dean trying to be loyal to him, even when he was starting to suspect (13:18)

Dean still refuses to acknowledge the possibility of Cas' betrayal (19:56). His speech about Cas... I'm weak. "He broke ranks, gone to the mat, cut and bleeding for us, so many frigging times. This is Cas!" (20:10). ICWAW, this would be read as Dean having feelings for Cas, and as those feelings were getting in the way of his best judgment

Cas goes against the King of Hell to save the boys... but Dean first (21:48), and Dean defendes him against Bobby and Sam, apologizing for doubting about him. Cas hates having to break their trust

The look on Dean's face as he realizes Cas had been lying the whole time... BROKEN (23:35-23:49)

Cas doesn't want Dean to have to sacrifice more than he already had for him (25:19), and when Crowley shows up, Cas' first instinct is to look back at Dean protectively (25:30), and does that again before following Crowley (26:17)

Cas wants Dean to be happy, stay retired, even tho he was so longingly looking at him moments earlier (29:09)

"You gotta look at me, man. [...] Look me in the eye and tell me you're not working with Crowley." (32:38) the absolute desperation in both Dean and Cas, how HURT they look. THEIR EYES! Dean looks devastated

"I did it to protect you, I did it to protect all of you!" (33:09) one of the many "you, all of you" no-homo saves Cas pulls while talking to/about Dean

"I had no choice!" "No, you had a choice... You just made the wrong one." (34:21) how fucking hurt Dean looks. "Where were you when I needed to hear it?" THE EYES

"I was there... Where were you? *flashback to Cas looking back at Dean*" I'M DEAD

"It's not too late. Damn it, Cas. We can fix this!" "Run. You have to run, now. RUN!" (35:33) and they do, but Dean looks back at Cas, and the way they look at each other... STOP (35:47-35:52) ICWAW, this whole scene would seem like someone trying to save their loved one, and OH boy, that stare exchange would seem either a silent confession or a reminder of their feelings for the other

Cas visits Dean in the night, even tho they clearly don't trust him and don't want him there, and Dean leaves it be (38:06), and even apologizes for having to angel-proof the house against him

#MARRIED (38:28), "I'm doing this for you, Dean. I'm doing this because of you." (38:35) ICWAW... do I even need to point this out?

"Next to Sam, you and Bobby are the closest thing I have to family..." the look on Cas' face as Dean says this (39:15) "... that you are like a brother to me." did Cas' eyes just get more glossy? Poor baby. Also, ICWAW, by the way they interact, this statement would feel wrong on so many levels

"You're just a man. I'm an angel." ... why does it feel like Cas is telling that to himself more than to Dean? (39:43) "I'm sorry, Dean." (39:55) Kill me

Cas questions his decisions, asks God for guidance, the moment he understood he hurt Dean. He doesn't want to hurt Dean, but will do what he has to do to if it means he will be safe

Episode 21:

[Not a destiel moment, but "fragile masculinity" much, Dean? (4:20) "I was too busy having sex with women." (why do you feel the need to specify 'women'?)]

This Dean-Balth bickering has such current-former love interest fight vibes (8:52). Come on, ICWAW, this would totally be the case

Here's another Cas/Lisa parallel: how Dean acts here, looking for Ben and Lisa (13:11), and how he acts in S8 while looking for Castiel ("WHERE'S THE ANGEL!?")

Cas saves Dean again (21:46). "I didn't ask for your help." "Well, regardless. You're welcome." #MARRIED

They are both on the verge of tears... "I thought you said that we were like family." (22:22) They hate this situation. They hate not being like always, close, friendly, family

"Dean... I do everything that you ask... I always come when you call. And I am your friend." (22:39) the way he says 'Dean' and how his voice trembles. Dean is basically almost crying now (23:45)

"Dean, I said I'm sorry and I ment it." "Thank you... I wish this changed anything..." "I know.. So do I." (37:45)

[Alright. I do believe Dean really grew to love Lisa during that year they spent together, but I don't buy the "I always loved you, ever since that one hook up on that one weekend we knew each other for" shit. Dean wanted to give a try to the whole 'apple pie life' he'd promised Sam, with a good woman he knew Dean had feelings for.

If he grew to love Lisa over a couple of years after 1 hook up, I'm sure he could do the same thing for Cas after over a decade (he for sure would have already If Cas Were A Woman)]

Episode 22:

["You've always got little old me." "Yes... I'll always have you." (30:26) These two... Come on, they HAD to be ex lovers!]

"We were family once. I'd have died for you. I almost did a few times (Cas did actually, twice). So if that means anything to you... Please... I've lost Lisa, I've lost Ben, and now I've lost Sam... Don't make me lose you too." (39:55) ICWAW, this would be seen as a straight up CONFESSION

The hurtful look on Dean's face when Cas says "You're not my family, Dean.", and the terror when he thought for a second that Sam might have killed him (40:39)

["You will bow down and profess your love unto me, your Lord... or I shall destroy you." ... okay, Cas, honey, I get you are tired of waiting, but this is not the right way to get a confession out of Dean (41:20)]

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Jeb

My Ex-boyfriend

We dated when I was 17. I met him on tinder and he was one of the cutest boys I have ever seen. One of the most automatically funny people as well

He broke up with me two weeks after we lost our virginities to each other and shortly after I had a meltdown and threatened to hurt myself. I had been through a few bad breakups but this one was different. Jeb was different. I loved him. I had consensual sex with him. The fact that I trusted him enough to have sex with him after what had happened to me was a sign of how much I loved him. Most of my favorite paintings and art had to do with him and how he made me feel. 

Last year he messaged me again because he had recently got out of a year-long relationship and finally started to experience mental illness so I think he just realized what I was going through.

Winter break when I went back to the states was honestly amazing. 

I loved being back around him, he picked me up every day. We did so much stuff and could talk like we always used to. One night we got drunk and he pecked me on the lips. I was so excited but I tried to brush it off because he really hurt me and he was also drunk so like idk... It was my final night in the states and Jeb took me to a new years eve party. I got high and I dont know how it started but we just started fighting in his car. I started crying. I explained how hard it was for me to hear all the things he told me about his ex girlfriend about how he just thought he could walk in and use me as a shoulder to cry on, that I didn't trust him, how hurt I was when he left, how he was something that pushed me to work hard and move to London

It was around 6 am when we both came to the conclusion that we wanted to be together. I had a flight back to London at 3 so there wasn't really much time to get into logistics 

I had already been sleeping with another guy for a bit and since Jeb wasnt going to be in my country I told him I would continue sleeping with him, I encouraged him to date other girls as well. My brain is suited for polyamory but Idk. What I didn't tell Jeb was that I had started talking to my current boyfriend Mark on tinder (because I honestly didn't think it'd pan out) 

Jeb would facetime me basically every day, hed cry a lot because things really weren't great for him at that time. He’d send me great memes and tell me everything I wanted to hear, I painted things of him, he was actually trying to come and visit me but I was really scared and dropping everything for a few months in London is not in his character so I thought it was a mental breakdown. 

In all honesty. I didnt trust Jeb. He left me before and he was still in America only making me want to go home when I’m convinced I need to do ok in London and prove something to myself. I didnt want to want to be home

Then I went on a date with Mark.I didn't like the guy I was fucking in London and I thought I’d try to have a one night stand. I had a seizure in the bathroom and threw up, we still went back to Mark’s and ended up having a really good time but not having sex or touching at all. 

I saw this as a challenge and wanted to go on a second date with Mark. He was the only person who wasn't showering me with compliments and I felt like actually was able to see my flaws. At the time this was amazing for me.

Mark on the third date said that he was going to cut things he was doing with other people off and that if I was interested in him I should as well. 

Jeb was trying to get his passport to visit me despite my begging him to reconsider. At the time his being complimentary towards me made me think that he didn't “get it”. He also obviously wasn't going to move to London and I refuse to move back to the states.

I finally ended it with Jeb so I could start dating Mark and have regretted that choice ever since. I’ve written about 20 letters I probably won't ever send. We couldn't be together now because I know I fucked him over at a time he really needed me. I was cruel and stupid and now karma has caught up with me for my choice and has landed me in a relationship with someone who is cruel and uninterested in being fun. I miss Jeb so much

If I could turn back time I would have never broken things off. I truly think I will regret it for the rest of my life.