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All Falls Down - Chapter 12: The Finale

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Kiyana woke up the next morning in a good ass mood, her pussy still tender to touch. Joe had wore her ass out in the best way possible. She let out a tiny moan as her pussy clenched as she thought about all the nasty shit she and Joe did last night. 

“Fuck,” Joe groaned out “This pussy do fuckin good.” he groaned into her ear before burying his face in her neck, sucking a bruise into her carmel skin. Kiyana moaned as she raked her nails down his back, leaving red marks. “You know this my pussy now right?” He grunted, hips stuttering, close to his climax. “ Ain’t never letting you go.” 

She sat up in the bed, still naked when Joe walked into the room dressed in his workout gear holding a bag of takeout food in one hand a styrofoam cup of orange juice. 

“I’m surprised, you’re up.” He said in a cocky tone, causing Kiyana to snort and roll her eyes. “I gotchu something to eat.” She thanked him and took the platter, doing a little happy dance when she saw he got her french toast - her absolute favorite. Kiyana noticed as she took her first bite that he didn’t have anything to eat. 

“Not hungry?” 

“I am.” He smirked, “just in the mood for something else.” He said, eyeing her hungrily as she set her food container to the side and removed the sheets off her body. 

“So, what you gon do about it?” She asked, smirking and cocking her head to the side. She let out a shriek/laugh when Joe pounced on her, attacking her neck with kisses. 

Josh sat on the edge of the bed, staring at his discarded phone on the floor. He didn’t even know how long he'd been sitting there. All he knew was that he was numb and he was hurt. Josh knew he didn’t have a right to be hurt, because he cheated first. But for Kiyana to run to Joe of all people? It stung, it stung a lot.

He reached down and snatched the phone off the floor, glaring at his lockscreen. The picture of him , Kiyana and their kids staring back up at him. They all looked happy, he remembered when he took that picture of the five of them. 

Josh had just picked up Kamari from school, Kaiden was sitting on Kiyana’s lap acting like the jealous baby boy because Kairo was getting ‘all the lovin from mommy.  Josh remembers just standing by the living room entrance just watching his little family and he knew then, he had to break things off with Shanté, he wasn’t willing to give up his family for her.  But that was then and this was now. He could forgive Kiyana if it was anybody else, but Joe? His couisn.. nah he didn't think he could forgive her for that.

Uh-oh, Kiki. We got company.” Joe chuckled as the bus pulled up to the back of the arena where the superstars entered. Kiyana stood from the couch and walked over to the window, letting out a sigh as Josh stood, leaning against the parking sign that had ‘Reserved for Roman/Joe Anoa’i’ written on it. He was angry, his jaw was clenched, arms crossed tight over his chest and he was muttering to himself. 

“You think he knows what we did?” 

“I know he knows.” Kiyana snapped her head over to look at Joe who had an indifferent look on his face. “He deserved Kiyana.” 

“Leati, what did you do?”  She scoffed, grabbing her bag and trying to walk off the bus but Joe grabbed her arm, stopping her. 

“Does it matter? “ He was confused as to why she was mad at him. “Y’alls marriage is over Kiyana.”  Kiyana narrowed her eyes at Joe and snatched her arm out of his grip. “He deserves to feel the hurt you felt.” Kiyana ignored him and stepped off the bus and stood face to face with Josh, who tried to move her out of the way. 

“Imma deal witcho’ ass in a minute.” He growled, lip curling in disgust as he looked at her. 

“Hey!” She yelled, “ Josh stop!” She exclaimed as she tried to block his way onto the bus. 

“No fuck that Kiyana!” He screamed back. “How could you Key? With him of all fuckin’ people? And y’all had the fuckin’ nerve to call me!” Kiyana reared back as if he slapped her. How could she? 

“How could I? No, how the fuck could you Joshua!” Kiyana was pissed off now. “You cheated on me, your wife first!” Joe called Josh while they were having sex?! She glared over at the bus where she could see Joe  looking at the two of them out of the window. 

“And I apologized!” He boomed back, bringing her attention back to him. “I apologized and we agreed we would work through it by going to therapy with Dr. Anderson.” Kiyana scoffed and shook her head. 

“That was until I found out you were planning on actually leaving me to be with her! I gave you everything! Gave up my career so I could stay home and raise our kids while you traveled all over the world! And you gave up twenty-three years for someone who has slept with multiple of your coworkers. You gave your family up for some slut.” 

“And you slept with my cousin so what does that make you?” 

Kiyana gaped at him and Joe decided it was time to intervene but  just like the day before ,Josh couldn’t control himself. He put all his weight into the punch, knocking Joe back into his bus, shaking it. 

“You supposed to be my family!” Josh wasn’t stopping until he hurt Joe. Not even when the arena security came over and tried to pull him off of Joe and when they pulled his arms behind his back cuffing him, Josh started stomping on Joe the best he could. 

As he was pulled away and placed in the cop car, he had his eyes on Kiyana the entire time, she wanted him to hurt, wanted him to feel the pain she felt, wanted him to feel like his heart was being ripped from his chest.. And she succeeded. 

About two hours later, Josh was finally released from jail, with a hefty fine and a 2 week suspension. He sighed as he saw Kiyana waiting for him. 

“Whatchu’ doin here Key?” He asked, rubbing his eyes. He was ready to go home. To get away from everybody and everything. 

“Just get in the car, Joshua. We have a plane to catch.”  Kiyana was already told about Josh’s suspension and took it upon herself to get all his stuff from his hotel room and surprisingly get him a ticket on the same flight she was on to go back to Pensacola. 

As they were driving to the airport, Josh couldn’t help but stare at Kiyana, his wife. His loving, caring, heart breaking wife. 

“How am I suppose to live without you Key?” He whispered and Kiyana cut her eyes over at him before looking back at the road. 

“I don’t know Josh.” She whispered back, “How am I supposed to live without you? How am I going to raise the boys without you living in the same house?” 

“I’m sorry Kiyana.” He said, not caring about the tears now falling down his face. “I fucked up so bad.”  

“I’m sorry too. About sleeping with Joe.” He winced and closed his eyes with a deep sigh. 

“I can’t live without you Kiyana. So I'm willing to forgive you and move on from this.”  Kiyana furrowed her eyebrows and pulled over to the emergency lane, putting on the hazard lights. 

“What Josh-” 

“I am willing to forget and forgive you if you never speak to Joe again.” He cut her off, finally looking over at her and meeting her eyes. “Can you do that?” 

Kiyana was confused as hell. In her mind the marriage was over, there was no coming back from both of their infidelity. He had an affair for four months and she slept with his cousin who he had considered a brother… She started to shake her head. 

“Josh we can’t” 

“Kiyana, please. I’ve been witchu’ all my life and I can’t, I can’t live without you so please.” She stared at him, mouth opening and closing as she tried to answer him. She could live her life without talking to Joe. It wouldn't be hard but she also knew how petty and vindictive her husband could be so,did she want to spend the rest of her life with him bringing up her sleeping with Joe everytime they had an argument? .. 

“Kiyana, please.”

Could she go back to living her life with Josh pretending they were this happy ass couple? 

Y'all know I love cliffhangers lmao.. WELP. This is it. The final chapter.

Once again I want to thank each and every single person who has showed love for this story. I will forever love you guys.

And don't forget, THE SEQUEL IS ON THE WAY!

Do y'all think Kiyana stays with Josh? And if she does will it be too hard for them to move past all of the infidelity?

[urperfectcinnamonroll07]

Can I request a chishiya with a reader who simps for other actresses infront him making him think reader is lesbian or bi (not really but reader is just girl's girl type of person) and later he gets annoyed and confront her??? (you can add smut if you want) i hope that was clear. ITS FINE IF YOU CANT DO IT!! JUST WANTED TO SEE HOW WOULD HE REACT LOL.

Girl's Girl

requested?: yes pairing(s): shuntarō chishiya x afab!reader warnings: smut, acarophilia, oral (f recieving), hair pulling, chishiya being a cocky bastard, mentions or reader being a girls girl, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), choking, breast play, literally pure filth tbf summary: 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘺𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘪, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭'𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 word count: 2k a/n: i feel like my smut is starting to get better after reading ana huang's twisted series. im on twisted hate and LET ME TELL YOU josh chen UGH. and rhys, and alex. (ava and alex are defo my fav tho). the hyunjin request will be out soon so dw, i js need to figure out how to start it, i have a lot of ideas. make sure to eat and drink something, love yas, mwah!

you and chishiya were sitting watching a movie, as you both do every friday night. another thing you both (only you) do, is hype up the female characters as if you were standing right in front of them. and chishiya was always confused, you were practically crushing on a girl right in front of him.

you would always call them 'gorgeous' or 'stunning' almost as if you were talking about your crush to him. but when you asked chishiya if he agreed and he said yes? you didn't even care, you just smiled and looked back at the screen.

not long later, the movie finished and you both went up to bed as it was getting late. chishiya decided to himself that he would question it tomorrow, and sleep tonight.

        •❦︎•

the next morning, you were up early as the birds outside had woken you up with their singing, plus it was summer, so it was already light out.

so, you decided to try your hardest not to wake chishiya and go downstairs to make pancakes for the both of you. so there you were, busying yourself on the stove, with your headphones on, playing whatever music you decided to put on.

you didn't hear chishiya wake up, but you certainly felt it when he wrapped his arms around your torso and kissed up your neck. you slid your headphones off and paused the music playing.

"morning, chi" you smile at him, you only get a small grunt in response, you giggled.

chishiya moved to let go of you so you could get back to cooking, leaning against the kitchen island.

there was a few minutes of silence before he spoke up, his voice low and gravelly as he had just woken up.

"i've been meaning to ask you" he pauses, you look over your shoulder at him "are you gay? or something. you seem to like all the female actresses that come on the screen while i'm right there. if you are, it's fine, i just was wondering."

you chuckle at his words, flipping a pancake over.

"no, chi. i'm not gay. it's just like, girls support girls, y'know?" you turn to look at him, leaning against the counter behind you.

"so you still like me?" he says, walking over to you and grabbing you by your hips to sit on the kitchen island with him in between your legs.

"yes, of course i do

" you smile down at him, he grabs your neck and pulls you down closer.

"so you still like dick?" he asks lowly, your breath hitches in your throat.

"yes"  you say breathlessly.

“yeah?” he asks almost sarcastically, leaving a light trail of kisses down your neck and collarbone, god bless the tank top and shorts you wore to bed last night to give your boyfriend easier access.

you just manage to nod in response before chishiya has found your weak spot, suckling on it, bound to leave a mark by night. you let out a breathy gasp as he did so, to him, it was music to his ears.

chishiya slowly made his way down your body, pulling your tank top up and over your head, before swiftly reattaching his lips back to your neck. he then pulled his shirt over his head, letting your hands wander all over his chest and neck as he did so.

it didn’t take long for him to kiss his way down your body, until he got to your panties. you wiggled your hips in order to help him get them off, he threw them to the side, god knows where, but you both knew you didn’t care. you looked down at him, and his brown eyes found yours, asking for permission. your lustful eyes was the only answer he needed before he got to work on your cunt, lapping up your juices, letting his tongue run down your slit, before right back up again to your clit, giving it a harsh suck. your hands flew to his hair in response, letting out a lewd moan as you did so. chishiya chuckled at your reaction, and did it again.

he got the same reaction, but this time with you tugging harshly on his blonde locks, throwing your hair back in silent pleasure. you could practically feel the smirk on his face as he practically made out with your sopping cunt. he had to hold your hips down so you don’t buck away from his mouth, it wasn’t like you wanted to. you felt absolute ecstasy as his tongue abused your hole.

When he saw signs of you beginning to get close, he pulled his tongue back and stilled all of his movements, picking you up and carrying you towards the living room. he set you down on the couch so you were in a sitting up position and resumed his previous attack on your pussy, making sure to such your clit extra hard this time, causing you to see stars.

“shiya” you whimpered out, barely able to contain your soft moans and mewls as he continues his assault on your clit.

His tongue flattened against your clit to give you at least a bit of leverage when he delivered a particularly harsh suck.

“shiya, the couch” you moan out, you felt him smirk against you as your pussy juices drip from your hole onto the plush sofa, definitely creating a wet patch.

“i don’t give a damn” he mutters against you, sending the most delicious vibrations through your body, making you jolt in pleasure.

your sofa was quickly forgotten about as you start to reach your high again, widening your legs as your back arches off the back of the sofa, the harsh suck on your clit throwing you over the edge. chishiya kept lapping at your puffy and swollen clit to deliver you down from your high, also managing to lap up your juices as though he was a starved man, lapping up every drop as if you would evaporate if he didn’t hurry.

as soon as you opened your eyes again from your high, you saw chishiya smirking up at you with those cat eyes you loved so much. he wasted no time in getting up and pacing his knee in between your thigh in order to keep your legs open. his lips were back on yours in almost an instant as he pulled his joggers down his hips, covering you completely as he pushed into you. he slid right in as you were so wet, your slick coating your inner thighs.

he waited barely a few seconds before pulling out and leaving just the tip inside of you before thrusting into you with so much force you practically jolted back along with the sofa that clashed with the wall. chishiya pounded into you relentlessly, not slowing down his pace when he hears your mewls from beneath him. his chest completely covered your sight as you wrapped your arm around him and dragged your nails harshly down his back.

it was probably enough to draw small pricks of blood, but chishiya wouldn’t mind, he always enjoyed you scratching at his back, it was your own way of marking him up. you kept going with scratching his back, earning low groans from the man on top of you. you never told him to stop, even though your overstimulated clit was hitting his stomach over and over. you didn’t want him to stop, and he wouldn’t. not unless you said your safe word. 

“only i can make you cum like this, yeah?” he said gruffly, you nodded in response, not trusting yourself to speak with the amount of pleasure you were feeling, he was quick to grab your throat and squeeze tightly, making you squeal.

“yes, shiya. you’re the only one” you moan out before beginning to babble how close you are to your climax. your eyes brimmed with tears as the intense feeling of him hitting your g-spot over and over.

as you babble incoherently, chishiya reaches down to fondle with your breasts, twisting the nipple in between his index finger and thumb, earning mewls from you as you arch your back off the sofa, reaching your peak. chishiya smirked as your eyes shut tightly, your tears spilling over and slipping down your cheeks. he leaned down and kissed where your tears had fallen.

chishiya finished not long after you did. he brought you into his chest, an just as you thought he was done with you, he spun you around and walked you over to the arm of the sofa before bending you over it, his cock never leaving your hole. you moaned out and gripped the arm of the sofa as chishiya began pounding into you again, even harder this time. at the new angle, he was hitting that spot inside of you that had you seeing stars, it was complete ecstasy.

you whimpered and moaned, tears streaming down your face as his cock filled you up in the most delicious way possible. it wasn’t long before chishiya had you standing upright again, his cock thrusting up into you. his hand was still wrapped tightly around your throat, but not so tight that you couldn’t breathe. his other hand travelled down your body from your tit, going all the way back down to your pussy again.

he quickly found your sensitive nub, rubbing fast and harsh circles on it. the overstimulation, plus chishiya pounding into your sweet little pussy from behind, had you feeling close to your second climax of the morning.

chishiya knew you were about to cum as you began to babble again, you didn’t have any idea what you were saying, but you were too drunk on pleasure to care.

“aw, my baby is close again? gonna cum for me again my pretty girl?” he coos in your ear, you could barely respond as one final snap of your boyfriend’s hip sent you tumbling over the edge, yelling out his name as you see nothing but white as your pussy clenches around his cock.

chishiya lets out a low groan as your pussy clamping down on him sends him over the edge with you, his thrusts growing sloppy as he tries to ride the both of you out of your highs.

“c’mon, im sure the neighbours are sick of hearing my name by now” chishiya chuckles, pulling out of you before picking you up bridal style to your bathroom. he ran you a bath and sat you down in it, disappearing briefly as he fixed you a plate of pancakes from when you are done.

you walk downstairs in an oversized shirt, grabbing onto things as you walk down the hallway to your kitchen, seeing your boyfriend in nothing but sweats. his shirt was long gone, and you saw the scratches you left on his back. you felt a small pang of guilt.

“relax, ive had worse happen” he says as he feels your stare burning into his back. he turns around and looks at you, smirking as he sees your wobbly legs. “maybe we should do that more often if i get you to the point you can barley walk, princess” he teases.

“i can walk” you say matter-of-factly.

“oh yeah?” he says cockily, “walk over to me then” he says in a sweet, but demanding voice.

you try your hardest to do so, grabbing onto the kitchen counter as you do so.

“uh uh, hands off the counter sweetheart” he says lowly, you take your hands off the counter and stand there for a couple of seconds before your knees buckle. chishiya grabs you before could fall, catching your shoulders.

you hold onto his forearms as he lifts you back up, guiding you over to the sofa and sitting you down, crouching in front of you.

“i think maybe we should give the neighbours a reminder of my name, princess” he says with a mischievous glint in his eyes as he grabs your thighs and pulls your pussy back towards his face “what d’you think?”  

[winchesterwild78]

First Aid

Master List

Characters: Dean Winchester x Reader, Nurse, mention of other SPN characters.

Warnings: mention of violence, death, Dean being a sweetheart (okay that’s not a warning)

A/N: This is a request: I’ve always wondered what a Dean x nurse series would look like in SPN if you ever felt inclined to write one! This will be a short series for my dear sweet friend. This first chapter is a quick set-up chapter, so not too much happening, just back story and how Dean and the Reader met. 

This will use some characters from Supernatural, but it will not follow the timeline or story. 

Minors DNI 18+

You had been a nurse for 7 years and you loved every minute of it. You worked in the local hospital so you saw your fair share of the good, the bad, and the ugly from the area. Since the area you lived and worked in was fairly small, you knew most of your patients. 

Working the graveyard shift in the emergency department had times that seemed to crawl and then there were other days that were so busy you barely took a breath. Tonight was one of those slow nights. God forbid anyone ever mention how slow it was. It would turn the whole department into pure chaos. 

You stood up from the nurses’ desk and stretched. “Hey Sarah, I’m gonna go grab a coffee, do you want anything?” “Sure, I’ll take whatever you’re getting. Thanks!” You walked towards the coffee shop in the lobby of the hospital and ordered the coffees. 

With coffees in hand you headed back to the desk where Sarah was waiting. She had a huge grin on her face. “What’s wrong with you?” “There is a very handsome man in room 3. He looks like he’s pretty banged up and might need some stitches. You do a better job with sutures so he’s all yours. Try to get his number.” She laughed and you rolled your eyes. 

You grabbed the chart and walked in the room. “Hello, Mr. Smith. My name is Y/N. I’ll be your nurse today. What seems to be the problem?” As you looked up you saw the most handsome man you’d ever laid eyes on. “Hey there sweetheart, I got into a little hunting accident. A bear tried to get me.” He smirked and lifted up his shirt showing you three long, deep claw marks across his perfectly toned, tan chest. “Oh my god! What happened to you?!” “I told you, a bear.” 

You looked at him and his piercing green eyes were looking right at you. “Um, let me get you cleaned and stitched. The doctor will come in to check you, but I’ll be the one doing the sutures.” “I’ll be waiting, sweetheart.” You smiled at him and he winked at you. 

When you walked back out Sarah was sitting at the desk and smirking at you. “Told you he was hot. Did you get his number?” She wiggled her eyebrows at you. “Girl, stop it. Yes he’s handsome, but he’s also a patient. Remember, we don’t get involved with them. Did you forget about Josh?” She rolls her eyes at you, “How could I forget about him. He was a lunatic with a drinking problem. He just wasn’t good for you.” 

You grabbed the suture tray and everything you needed to patch him up. “Can you page Dr. Franklin to come and take a look at him. I just want to make sure he’s okay and nothing internal is going on.” “Sure thing.” Sarah picked up the phone and paged, “Dr. Franklin to ER room 3, Dr Franklin to ER room 3.” 

You walked back into room 3 and he was laying back on the bed. His right arm bent and under his head, and his left arm over his face. You knocked announcing yourself. “Excuse me Mr. Smith. I’m here to clean and suture your wounds.” “Have at it. I’ll just lay here until you’re finished with me.” He smiled. You felt heat fill your cheeks. You washed your hands and put on gloves. Opening your suture kit you grabbed the cleaning solution and started to clean the wounds. “This may sting a little.” You warned him. He winced and jumped a little when you started to clean the first claw mark. “So Mr Smith, what kind of work do you do?” “Dean, call me Dean, and I work with my dad and brother in the family business.” “Okay, Dean. You said a bear got a hold of you? I’ve never seen claw marks like this from a bear. It must have been huge.” 

“Yeah, it was big, but we got him.” He chuckled when he said that. You continued to clean the wounds and as you finished cleaning them Dr. Franklin walked in. He checked Dean over and told you the sutures on his chest were all he needed, except a butterfly suture on the cut above his eye. You nodded and continued working. 

“Dean, I’m going to give you a shot to numb the area before I begin. It’s gonna pinch a little then you shouldn’t feel anything but a little tugging. If at any time you feel pain, let me know.” “Got it sweetheart, I trust you.” You bit your lip when he called you sweetheart. Being so close to him and smelling his intoxicating cologne was overwhelming your senses. 

As your hand brushed against his chest while you were suturing him, you could see the goosebumps form all over. You noticed the tattoo on his chest and wondered what it was. You smiled and bit your lip. No! Stop it, he’s a patient you can’t get involved with him. “How are you doing, Mr. Smith? Any pain?” “Nope, I’m doing great. How are you doing Nurse Y/N?” “I’m fine, almost done.” 

When you finished you put a bandage over the stitches and told him his instructions for keeping them clean and intact. Seeing the scars that covered his body, you figured he was familiar with suture care. You had to get really close to his face to apply the butterfly suture. He smelt like whiskey and cedar. Your breath hitched as his hand brushed your face. He was sweeping a fallen piece of hair out of your face. 

You backed away, “Mr. Smith, you are all done. I need you back in about 2 weeks to remove the stitches. If at any time they pop open, start oozing or you’re in any pain, I want you back in here immediately.”  “Understood. Anything to see you again.” He winked as he grabbed his shirt. “Mr. Smith, er I mean Dean, please don’t reinjure yourself just to come in here.” “Then have dinner with me,” Dean said. 

“It’s not appropriate, you’re a patient.” “Screw appropriateness, let’s go have dinner or I’ll be forced to hurt myself again so I can see your beautiful face.” “Dean, that’s extortion.” “Is it working?” He grinned and batted his green eyes at you. “Ugh! Fine, one dinner. I’m off tomorrow night, why don’t we meet here in the parking lot at 6pm? Here’s my number in case you change your mind.” “6pm, tomorrow, and don’t worry I won’t change my mind. See you tomorrow, sweetheart.” 

You smiled and nodded. He left the room and when you walked back to the desk you sat down and put your head down. “What happened?” Sarah asked. “I gave him my number and we’re having dinner tomorrow night” you said with your head still on the desk. Sarah started laughing, “Ha! I knew you couldn’t resist.” “Well he said if I didn’t he’d reinjure himself so he could see me again. What else was I supposed to do?” 

“Exactly what you did. Give him your number and go out with him. You deserve a night out.” “Yeah, I guess.” 

As you picked your head up your cell went off. 

Unknown: Hey it’s Dean

You: Hey. Didn’t think you’d actually text

Dean: What? I was willing to get injured to see you. The least I could do was text.

You: That’s true. You should be resting. 

Dean: I am, I’m in my boxers and laying in bed. 😉

You: You’re insufferable, Dean and a terrible flirt.

Dean: You just wait until tomorrow. I’ve got plans for you.

You: Oh really, like what?

Dean: It’s a surprise, but wear jeans and a t-shirt and comfortable shoes.

You: Are we going hiking?

Dean: Hell no! I don’t hike. 

You: Good, neither do I. 😀

Dean: I can’t wait to see you again tomorrow.

You: Me either. I need to run to check on a patient. Feel free to text me, it might just take me a minute or two to reply.

Dean: It’s fine. I’m going to bed soon, but I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Good night Y/N

You: Okay, sleep well, and good night Dean. 

You smiled as you put your phone down. Sarah was watching you and saw the grin on your face. She knew you were smitten.

The rest of your shift went a little faster, there were more patients that trickled in and by the time your shift was over it was quiet again. You grabbed your stuff and headed to the parking lot. Standing next to a gorgeous 1967 Chevy Impala was Dean. You smiled and walked over to him. “Good morning, Dean.” “Good morning sweetheart. How was your shift?” “It was good, what are you doing here?” “Well I couldn’t wait to see you and I knew you were probably going to go home and sleep, but I figured we could grab breakfast if you wanted.”

“Um, sure. I know the perfect cafe down the road. Want to follow me?” “Actually, can I drive you?” “Sure, I’d like that, Dean.” He opened the passenger car door and you climbed in. You looked around and the inside was perfect too. You ran your fingers lightly over the leather seats as he climbed in. 

“Your car is beautiful, Dean.” “Thanks, sweetheart. It was actually my dad’s but I’m using it right now. He bought it before he met my mom and we’ve had it ever since.” “So, tell me a little about yourself. I already know you’re an amazing nurse.” 

“Well, I moved here about 3 years ago. I wanted to get out of the city and start over. I was in a bad relationship that ended about a year ago. I have an older brother, who is married and has 3 kids. My parents are still together, and were high school sweethearts. I’m not married or seeing anyone, so my parents think I’ll be alone forever. Tell me a little about yourself, Dean.”

“Well, I have a younger brother named Sam. Our mom died when I was 4 and Sam was 6 months old. Dad is hard on us, but he’s had to raise 2 kids after the love of his life died in a house fire. So grief hardened him. I work for and with him. We travel around the country for our job and we help people. I’m not married or have a girlfriend, and no kids that I’m aware of.” He chuckled as he said that. 

You two arrived at the cafe and walked inside together. Once seated the waitress took your drink orders and left. The two of you looked over the menu and decided what to order. When the drinks arrived you two ordered your food. Dean reached across the table and took your hand in his. “Thank you for agreeing to come to breakfast with me.”  He smiled at you. “You’re welcome, thank you for coming back to see me.” You nervously bit your lip. Dean’s thumb rubbed across the back of your hand. His touch was so soft and tender. You wondered what his touch would feel like on the rest of your body. 

The food arrived and a comfortable silence fell over the table as the two of you ate. You yawned a little as you were getting full and Dean could see how tired you were. “Come on, Y/N, let’s get you a to-go box and get you home. You look exhausted.” You nodded, taking out your wallet. “What are you doing?” “I’m paying for my meal, Dean.” “Oh no you’re not. I asked you to breakfast and I’m paying. I’m nothing if not a gentleman.” He winked at you.

You threw your hands up in defeat and let him pay the tab. Taking the rest of your food he led you out of the cafe. His hand was on the small of your back. He opened the car door and you climbed in. Once in he drove back to the hospital so you can get your car. 

You got out and walked to your car and he walked with you. “Thank you again, Dean for a wonderful breakfast.” “You’re welcome, sweetheart, thanks for the wonderful patch job. In my line of work I get banged up quite a bit, so having an amazing nurse like you might come in handy.” He winked at you and you laughed. “Well, try not to get banged up between now and our dinner date.” “I’ll do my best.” 

You both looked at each other for a minute and Dean stepped closer to you. You closed the distance as he put his hands around your waist. You put your hands around his neck and your lips landed on his. At first the kiss was soft, then Dean licked your bottom lip. You slightly parted your lips and he deepened the kiss. You moaned into his mouth, neither of you wanting to pull away. You both finally pulled apart when the need for air became too much. 

Your lips landed on his again, and his hand was running up your body. He leaned you back against your car and you could feel his arousal through his jeans. Pulling away again, you looked into his green eyes. “I’ll see you later today, Dean. I should go.” You placed a soft kiss on his lips before turning to get in your car. “See you later, Y/N. Drive safely.” 

You climbed in your car and headed home. Taking one last look at Dean in the rearview mirror. You wanted nothing more than to invite him home with you, but you needed sleep and that would be the last thing you’d get if he went home with you. Your phone went off and it was a text from Dean.

Dean: Hey sweetheart. Can’t wait to see you later. Get some rest. 😙

You: I can’t wait to see you either, and I will. I’ll have sweet dreams after that kiss, that’s for sure. 

Dean: Good! I can’t wait to kiss you again.

You: Me either. Good thing I needed sleep…

Dean: Oh really? Why do you say that?

You: Oh nothing, just know I almost threw caution to the wind 😉

Dean sat in his car reading your last message trying to figure out what you meant. He thought it couldn’t mean what he thought it meant, but you did kiss him like you wanted him. He drove back to the hotel where he and Sammy were staying and walked in the room. “Hey Dean, how was breakfast?” “It was good. She kissed me and it was so good. She also sent me this text I can’t figure out.” Dean showed Sam the text and Sam started laughing hysterically. “What’s so funny?” “Dude, you can’t figure out what she meant?” “No, stop laughing Sammy!” “Dean, she was going to invite you back to her place.” 

Dean stood there dumbfounded. He’d never met a woman like you before. Smart, beautiful, caring, funny, and apparently a bit of a rebel. Dean smirked, “Hey, we are meeting for dinner later. Who knows how that will go.” 

Part 2

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look if I’m going to be fr I haven’t watched all Josh husterson movie (the movie that he has been) and so I going to base everything from my own little eye that have read some of his characters. 😭the only character Ik is Mike and peeta. But I need to rewatch hunger games so it only one. ☠️

Clapton x (Kinda shy) kind/sweetheart!reader (female)

And so I wanted to request a Clapton where he is a ghostface whos killed his bullies and those who’s touch reade. his obsession. like reader is a sweetheart towards Clapton and she was the only person who’s help him out when he was being bullied. Not even the people that was walking by the hallway or seeing him on the floor getting his ass beat. NO only you did and I feel like Clapton would have a crush on you when you save him. and by now he had a huge crush on you. Literal dreamed about you on his laps. And having wet dreams about you. But the way the guys talk to you,making you laugh,smile, just wanted to kill that person.it should be him.only him. and so he killed his bully.one.by.one. (And it’s reader and Clapton at his house sitting in the couch.Idk if he have parents I havent watched the movie 😭) And soo it scared reader from the sudden death in which reader overthink that she be next,but Clapton was always there for you. which you hug him and always holding his hands or when calpton hair is in the way front of his head,which you move it behind his ear.and lord I bet this loser of a guy and a killer would definitely be flustered.which make him to the unexpected a kiss you on the spot and it turn into a make out session 🤭. And which he become more of aggressive and was ripping reader shirt off and start licking,marking, and kissing reader kiss, as reader become more nervous and shy and is covered her face with her wrist. And- and -a-

you probably know what else is happening 🤭. ( smut/fluff ? can you make clapton eating out of reader ? Oral f and m ? both are virgin pls.) I’m SO SORRY if this is out of character and pls correct me. I literally tried😭 I will watch the movie of this character (one of Josh husteron AND I HOPE I SPell his last name right) also I’m so sorry if this request is long😭. And I’m really sorry if this is bad at explaining this. I tried.

I ABSOLUTLY LOVE THIS IDEA ANON I ALWAYS WANTED TO WRITE SUM LIKE THISSS OMG OMGGG BUT YOU CHOSEE THE RIGHT PERSONN I am working on pt.2 of are you jealous!

Should I do shared POV’s like Clapton’s POV then readers POV?

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Play Diary

Nahual: So a Priest and an Angel walk into the bar...

In an effort to display how awesome indie ttrpgs are, I thought I'd start sharing some cool sessions I experienced first hand and how I think the design of the game and the play culture was part of that!

This year, Thomas and I are sharing a weekend time slot. Nowadays I'm running Bite Marks and he's running Nahual! We take turns running a game to avoid GM burnout.

Nahual is a fascinating game. Player characters are always three things: they are Mexican, they are poor, and they are angeleros. They hunt angels, terrible parasitic and violent creatures from the invading conquerors long ago. But the Angeleros don't do it out of duty, killing angels and harvesting them is a means to survive. Our group creates tequila from angel blood.

Today was our first real session after making our characters a few weeks ago. Some truly fun stuff happened this session, and the more I think about it, the more I feel it was a really good mix of game design, GM facilitation, and player ingenuity.

The Expendido Move happens at the start of the first session or when time passes. It's a way to see how your business is faring. We didn't roll well: the option we landed on was that one of our regulars brings their troubles to your cantina at the worst possible time.

From the Cantina sheet we choose who our regulars are, and one of them is Zofiel, a double-agent angel, working for both Heaven and Hell, who can be in the right place at the right time.

So you can imagine that the kind of trouble a double-agent angel brings is legitimately awful. At the start of the game we're hit hard with how tough life is for an Angelero, and I loved it! It really sets the stakes for the premise.

A powerful angel, one not to be trifled with and way above our abilities, walked into the bar with a suspicious priest alongside him. They were looking for Zofiel, to take back something important.

Each player had a cool moment thanks to their playbook moves, but my favorite had to be what Josh did as Marco, the Tlacuache. As an Angelero with access to the scoundrel Opposum Nahual powers, we were in for quite a few surprises!

Marco transformed into his Nahual form and used one of his totem moves, Guise. He placed a mirage of Zofiel on himself, and rolled high enough that it was impossible to tell the difference between the two.

One thing lead to another, and a brief fight broke out. We collectively managed to force the angel to leave the bar, but not before he reached out to grab Zofiel - and thankfully he had grabbed Marco in Guise instead! Normally, being dragged into the sky by a deadly angel is a bad time. But Marco had one more trick up his sleeve! Thomas, our GM, couldn't believe it. "You want the angel to drop you? From high above? What?" That's when I said, "Josh, I think you should read the Play Possum move out loud so Thomas gets how cool it is."

"They can BURN your body? And you're UNHARMED? WHAT?"

I marveled at how many things had to go right for this move to be pulled off so perfectly. The guise's mirage needed to be perfect. The fight had to be violent but controlled enough that we would 1) survive it and 2) force the angel out but take fake Zofiel with him.

Play Possum by itself is already an incredible move. But getting to line it up perfectly so that a terrifying angel thinks one of your regulars is dead, so you get to protect them a little longer? Sheer perfection.

It was a great way to start our game. I've played Nahual as a one shot a few times during its crowd funding period, and I'm so glad I get to play the final version of the game as a campaign. I'm really looking forward to playing more soon!

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Bound For Earth: Chapter 4

Characters: Jake Kiszka, Josh Kiszka, Sam Kiszka, Daniel Wagner, Marlie (Star) Warnings: 18+ || Language. Fluff. Brotherly banter. Teasing. Angst. Secrets. Lies. Feelings of frustration, anger, and resentment. Allusion to possible violence. Jealousy (if you squint).

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Life on the cruiser felt just like it did living on the station. Mom made sure that no matter what we still did our testing. Our monitors were checked at the beginning of the day and at the end of the day. Blood tests were still the same and everything. Still feeling like a damn guinea pig. But we made it to the four month mark, only two to four more months to go.

I managed to get access to a computer about a month ago so I was able to contact Marlie. She was surprised at first when I first messaged her. Eventually our messages turned into video calls so we could see each other. Her hair had grown slightly longer in the handful of months that we haven’t seen or spoken to each other.

I couldn’t wait to get to her. I couldn’t wait to do everything with her. I’ve been dreaming about walking the beach with her. In my dreams, the mystery woman was finally replaced with Marlie. The trip seemed to be taking forever and we’re only halfway to Earth.

“Jake and Marlie, sitting in a tree–”

“You better shut up..” I say as I whirl around to face Josh.

“You haven’t met this woman and you’re in so deep..”

“So what if I am?”

“You’re from two different planets,” Josh chuckles. “Eventually you’ll be going back to Mars and she’ll be staying on Earth.”

“Do you have to be such a downer?”

“I’m only stating the facts.” Josh says.

“Can’t you just let me have this?” Jake says.

“I’m letting you have a lot of things.” Josh says. “I just don’t want you to get your hopes up so high only to be crushed so soon.”

At least I’ll get to experience love, even if it is for a short amount of time. There’s quite a few things I’ll be experiencing for only a short time before we get sent back to Mars and go right back to how things were before. But I didn’t want to think about going back, not just yet. I want to focus on what’s coming up now. And I’m definitely looking forward to sleeping in a real bed again.

We’re basically tied down, or in this case, we’re wrapped in a cocoon of a sleeping bag. I turn over on the bed and stare at the blank ceiling. Rolling back over onto my stomach, I glance out the porthole style window and out into the open space around us. Stars still flash. Earth is getting closer but not close enough.

Damn, I wish we were going faster.

I videoed Marlie again. This time she was in a pair of red pajamas. I must’ve woken her up but she keeps denying it.

“How much longer now?” She asks.

“Less than two weeks,” I told her. “I’ll let you know when we get to the moon.”

“Never thought I’d ever hear those words being uttered out of someone’s mouth.” She says.

“Can I be honest about something?” I ask.

“Shoot..”

“I’m a little nervous,” I say.

“Makes two of us,” She says. “But it’s a good kind of nervous. You know, the giddy feeling where you when you think about the situation, you can’t help but to smile and you want to giggle and kick your feet.”

“I’m so nervous, I feel like I might vomit.”

She giggles and shakes her head. “You’ll be fine! And you better pass the twenty-four hour hold. I rented a cute little beach house, to give you a little taste of the beach before we go looking for your dad.”

Dad..

I had been so focused on getting to Marlie that I forgot entirely about our dad. At first Josh called me crazy again for thinking something was going on, until I told him that I knew dad was home. Mom was lying. He isn’t on a trip. He’s home.

“You hacked into his phone?!” Josh whispers in a slightly raised voice. “Are you insane?”

“No.. But mom warned him that we’re coming to Earth and that we want to see him. She told him to leave and to take Sam with him.”

“Sam?” Josh’s face recoils. “Who’s Sam?”

“Hell if I know..” I say, shrugging my shoulders.

“Do you think they had a secret kid while Mom was away?” Josh ponders.

“Could explain why Dad “failed” his tests to come up to Mars for a visit.”

“Yeah, because he was busy raising another kid.”

I scoff, shaking my head. “Why wouldn’t they just tell us?”

We’ll be on Earth in less than two weeks and now I kind of don’t want to see him. He chose to stay on Earth to raise a child versus coming up to Mars to raise us. He chose whoever this ‘Sam’ is over his own two sons already growing up with a father, and mostly a mother. All I felt towards him now was resentment. They could have told us. They could have brought Sam with them to live with us. We could have been a real family living together. Josh and I wouldn't feel alone. Instead they chose to keep us separated and Dad chose to stay on Earth.

All that mattered to me now was getting to Marlie and experiencing Earth with her with whatever amount of time that I had. Josh can do whatever he pleases, he can see Dad and meet this Sam for all I care. I don’t want to know this person nor do I want to meet them. And if they knew about us this whole time, then I wouldn't know how to react.

Marlie: Are you ready to talk yet?

I just stare at the computer screen unable to type back a response.

Marlie: I take your silence as a no.

Jake: I’m still angry.

Marlie: You have every right to be. Just don’t push me out.

I’ve never done this before. I don’t know how a relationship is even supposed to work, if you can even call this a relationship yet.

Jake: I just can’t wrap my head around the fact that we have another sibling. Nor can I believe that our parents chose to keep them a secret.

Jake: But it also hurts because our dad chose to stay on Earth to raise them. He chose them over us.

Marlie: You keep saying ‘them’..

Jake: We don’t know what they are to us. A brother? A sister? All I know from our parents’ files is that they’re listed under the name Sam. I’m afraid of how I’ll react if Sam is our brother.

Marlie: Afraid you’ll be angry even more knowing that your dad chose him over the two of you?

Jake: Yeah… He has two sons already that needed a father and he didn’t even make an effort..

Jake: Ever since finding out this information, all I can feel is regret wanting to come to Earth.. And I shouldn’t.. Because aside from them, I have you.. I want to see you, I want to hold you, I want to kiss you..

Marlie: You had me worried there for a second.. I was about to start yelling at you.

I can’t fight the smile as it graces my face. I could never regret her. She’s made this past year bearable back on Mars, even if we were millions of miles apart. For six months, I only knew her as Star. She told me that whenever I look at the stars, I think of her. And I do. I still do. Every time a star passes by the cruiser, my heart races when she appears in my thoughts.

I have a crush on her, sure. But truthfully, I’m falling in love with her.

Jake: I could never regret you.

The two weeks seemed to go by quickly and soon we found ourselves just twenty feet from the landing pad outside of headquarters. Unbuckling ourselves when the time is right, we make our way towards the exit of the cruiser. As soon as my foot touches the ground from the last step, I begin to feel the heaviness on my body. My lungs struggle to expand but I’m sure that in time I will grow used to the gravity on this planet and I won’t struggle as much.

Once we were inside the base, Josh and I were immediately escorted to a separate facility where we were hooked up to IV bags and oxygen masks. “I feel silly..” Josh speaks, his voice muffled by the oxygen mask.

“Is this really necessary?” I ask the medical staff as he takes down our vitals.

“It is,” He says. “We must get your body accustomed to these new conditions.”

“How long will it take? I have places to be.”

“The normal twenty-four hour hold that everyone must go through after spending time in lighter conditions.” He finishes taking Josh’s vitals before closing his clipboard and leaving the room.

“This is going to be the longest twenty-four hours ever…” Josh grumbles.

–

Time kept in isolation from all other people, we were finally released. We were given clean clothes to change into before we were escorted into a different area.

Screens littered the walls, monitoring different things and showing videos of something else. “Joshua and Jacob Kiszka. It is quite the honor to be in the presence of you two.” A man says as he weaves his way around tables and desks. “Welcome to Earth.”

“Way to not make us feel like aliens,” Josh says. I crack a smile and stuff my hands into the pockets of my pants.

“I am Walter Camens, the CEO of Explore Tech.” The man says holding his hand for us to shake. I keep mine in my pockets but Josh is kind of enough to outstretch his hand to Walter. After shaking Josh’s hand, Walter turns his attention to me. “Jacob, I must commend you on your ability to sneak aboard the cruiser. I admit that I underestimated your abilities.”

I’m not sure if I should thank him or if I should stay quiet. I chose to stay quiet, still not fully trusting him.

“It has always been his dream to come to Earth,” Josh says.

“Well you have made it.”

“We were hoping that we would be given time to meet our family,” Josh continues. “Our dad lives in Dallas with our sibling, Sam. A-And Jake has a friend that he would like to meet with.”

“I am afraid that we cannot let the two of you leave,” Walter says. “We do not yet know if your bodies can withstand Earth gravity.”

“Well we are your guinea pigs,” I say, a smirk growing on my face. “No?”

“We can’t risk it.”

“We risked coming here,” I say as I remove my hands from my pockets. “And we survived. Least you can do is let us try.”

“I am sorry.. Per your mother’s request, you are to remain here until the next transport back to Mars.”

“What? No!” I shout, my voice bouncing off the walls.

“I’m sorry, but we cannot risk your lives any further..” He waves his hand, signaling to someone behind us. “Please take them back to their room where they will stay for the duration of their stay.”

I feel a pair of hands grab hold my arms and I turn my head to see two security guards ready to escort us out. “No!” I shout again as I struggle to free myself. “You can’t do this! We have a right to be here! Let go!”

Back into the same room we go and the door is latched behind us. I curse and bang on the door because that’s all I can do. We made it this far, it won’t end here.

“It’s no use, Jake..” Josh says as he leans against the wall. “We can’t go out there..”

“We will get out of here. I didn’t come all this way just for it to end here.”

Nightfall came and I eventually gave up, dozing on and off again against the wall beside the door. All I could think about was Marlie. She knows we’re here and yet nothing can be done about it.

As my eyes start to droop closed, I hear the latch on the door unlock. I perk up and look over towards one of the beds only to find them empty. Where was Josh? The door begins to open and Josh peeks his head around it.

“Oh good, you’re awake,” He says.

“How did you-”

“I’ll explain later but security is currently changing so we have about five minutes to get away from here before the new shift comes in.”

I quickly follow behind him as he brings the two of us through empty corridors. We begin to hear voices and he pushes us both against the wall. A couple guards walk past, going down the adjacent hallway, not even noticing us in the process. Josh slowly peers around the corner before grabbing my arm and pulling me along with him down the hallway.

“How do you know where to go?” I ask from behind him.

“I said I would explain later.. Now be quiet..”

Coming to the end of the hallway, he pulls out a keycard and swipes it and the door unlocks. He gets us both through it and suddenly I’m blasted with the dry heat of Texas. It’s still dark out but there’s plenty of lights. He pushes me behind a large metal container.

“There’s a gate just over on the other side where trucks come in and out frequently.” He pulls me over to the side of the container and points to a truck on the loading dock. “That one there is leaving in approximately five minutes, so we have to get on that one in order to get the hell out of here.”

“Do you even know where it's going?”

“Last I heard was Dallas which is where we need to be.” He slowly stands to his feet, still keeping to a low crouched position. “Ready to run?”

“Let’s go..”

On his call, we race across the lot and towards the truck where we climb in and hide in the very back, hidden behind all of the boxes. We can hear a couple men speaking as they load more boxes.

“I think we’re good,” One of them says.

“Alright let’s head out.” The other says before he’s pulling down the hatch and locking it.

I hadn’t realized that I had fallen asleep until Josh was shaking me awake. “Wake up, they stopped.” He whispers.

The back of the truck is being unlatched and the hatch is pulled open. “Let’s head in first to grab the lift.” Once Josh deemed that the coast was clear, we quickly made a run for it across the different parking lots and towards the gates. Gravity is so much different making it slightly more difficult for us to run.

What felt like hours of walking, Josh made the decision to finally stop and rest for a minute to catch our breath. We had no idea where we were supposed to go and no idea where we currently were. Josh had remembered Dad’s address from the files and wanted to find our way there, but I wanted nothing to do with that.

“You don’t even have to talk to him,” Josh says. “But we need somewhere to stay.” Even though I know he’s right and that we do need to find a place to stay, I just don’t want it to be at Dad’s place. But I give in anyway and Josh hails down a taxi.

“How–”

“You think you’re the only one who watches movies?” He says as a taxi pulls up to the side of the road. We get in and he gives the driver the address.

As the taxi pulls up in front of the house and both of our jaws drop open. This house is huge. What are they–rich? We climb out of the taxi and Josh promises a form of payment before we’re walking up the walkway to the front door. I can’t even begin to describe this house. Think of the houses you see on those reality tv shows where they sell multi-million dollar homes and this would be it.

Josh reaches for the doorbell and presses it. We waited a couple minutes. Would take a while considering the size of this place. But when the door opens we’re greeted with a woman.

“Can I help you?” She asks.

“We’re here to see Paul..” Josh says. “Our father..”

The woman���s jaw falls open as she looks at us in disbelief. “I was unaware that he had more than one son.”

Ah, Sam. Turns out he is our brother.

The taxi driver honks the horn and the woman looks around us. “Please come in.. I will handle the driver..” She says as she ushers us inside while she steps out.

We find that inside is a lot more spacious. The ceiling has to at least be between twelve and fifteen feet high. A chandelier hangs from the ceiling. There’s glass everywhere. Nothing is opaque. A floating staircase leads up to a second floor landing while a different one goes downstairs. Off to our right is a sitting room and to our left is an office, presumably Dad’s. Floor to ceiling windows are more common in this place than actual windows apparently. Doesn’t seem very..private.

“Darlene?” We hear a man’s voice call from the second floor. “Who’s at the–” He stops talking when he appears around the corner. He’s tall, most likely taller than us. His hair is about as long as mine and he sports more facial hair than me and Josh put together. He’s more slender than we are and his face is more long vertically versus our somewhat more rounder features. He does have the same brown eyes as us. “Who are you?”

“We could ask you the same question..” I say, earning Josh’s elbow into my side. I glare at him and he gives me his “Knock it off” look.

He clears his throat and looks back at the man standing on the second floor landing. “We’re uh.. Geez, I’m not entirely sure how to say this.. We’re your brothers.. I’m Josh and he is Jake.. We’re twins.”

“Don’t think he cares about that detail..” I mutter to him.

“My brothers..” The man states. “I don’t have brothers.. I’m an only child.”

Mmm, seems someone else has been lied to too.

“You are Sam, no?”

“I am..” He says. “But I don’t know you..”

“Why would you?” Josh awkwardly laughs. “We were born on Mars,” He adds, peeking Sam’s interest by the way his eyebrows raise. “Long story..”

Sam slowly walks towards the stairs but stops in front of the top step. “I’ve heard stories of two kids being born on Mars,” He begins to say. “But how would you be my brothers? I’ve been an only child my whole life, never once was I ever told that I have siblings.”

He slowly walks down the stairs, as if he’s afraid of us. Can’t say that I blame him. I’d probably be feeling the same if I were in his shoes. Oh wait.. I am.. Just feeling anger and resentment. He got to grow up with our father, he got to have a normal relationship with him. He was chosen over us.

“Are either of you thirsty? Hungry?” He asks once he reaches the bottom step. He leads us around the corner through the sitting room and into a modern and open kitchen.

“Water’s fine.. Kind of parched..” Josh says. “We’ve had quite a day.”

“It’s only noon.” Sam says.

“Again.. Long story..”

I roll my eyes and stay off to the side of the room and lean against the wall. Sam reaches into a cupboard and pulls out a couple glasses and fills them with water from the fridge. He sets them on the counter and Josh gladly takes his, whereas I just stare at mine.

“Sam?” Another man calls out from somewhere in the house. Definitely does not sound like Dad.

“Kitchen!” Sam calls back.

In walks a man, just as tall as Sam but more fit and slightly more muscular. His hair is in curls and stops at his shoulders. His face is more slender and his nose is kind of..big. He stares at the both of us in confusion as he walks over to Sam.

“Who–”

“Oh uh, my brothers–apparently..” Sam says, motions his hands out towards us. “That one is Josh and Mr. Broody over there is Jake.”

Mr. Broody–nice nickname little brother. I give him a smug smile and cross my arms over my chest.

“Brothers? You have..brothers?”

“Seems so,” Sam inhales sharply. “They are the two kids that were born on Mars nearly thirty years ago. Josh, Jake–this is Danny, my childhood friend.”

“Woah.. Wait.. Mars?!” Excitement fills his eyes and all I want to do is burst his little bubble of joy. Not as glamorous or fun as he thinks it might be. “Oh my god, I remember learning about you guys in like third grade science! I always thought it would be so cool to live on another planet! I’ve been training with Explore Tech.. Hoping to get up there on the next transport.”

“Would be cool to have someone around our age up there,” Josh says. “We’re literally surrounded by middle aged people.”

“Don’t get your hopes up though,” I say. “It’s not as cool as you might imagine.. Do you have a phone that I could use? I need to make a call.”

“Yea, here!” Danny says as he hands over a small looking tablet. “You don’t have cell phones up there, do you?”

“Like I said, not as cool.” I say as I watch him type in a passcode and pull up a keypad. He hands it over and I briefly thank him before leaving the kitchen.

“Hello?”

“Marlie..” I sigh.

“Jake?!”

“Yeah, it’s me.”

“Oh my god! Where are you?! I saw on the news that the cruiser landed yesterday and I hadn’t heard from you yet! I was worried something happened..”

“I’m fine–we’re fine..” I look over my shoulder at them behind me only to find Sam staring at me. I turned back around before continuing, “We uh, we snuck out of Headquarters–stowed away in the back of a transport truck that was headed here to Dallas.”

“Do you need me to come to you guys? Where are you?”

“We’re at my dad’s, I’ll text you the address.”

“Please do, I want to see you.”

I smile and run a hand over the back of my neck. “I want to see you too.”

“Text me the address and I’ll be there soon.”

We both hung up and I sent her the address. Once I saw the word ‘delivered’ pop up beneath the message, I quickly deleted the thread before closing out of the messages and locking the phone. Before I even could turn around, I heard something click behind me. “Don’t..move.” Sam says behind me.

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Apologies in advanced with this taglist, I have recently been having problems with it!

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Hollywood Fame is heading to the most magical place on earth!

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Ana de Armas and Louis Tomlinson

Andrew Garfield and Lily James

Anne Hathaway and Jade Thirlwall

Ariana DeBose and Ariana Grande

Awsten Knight and Miley Cyrus

Bella Hadid and Thomas Doherty

Billie Lourd and Dylan O'Brien

Cari Fletcher and Victoria de Angelis

Cha Eunwoo and Choi Soobin

Chloe Bailey and Gareth Southgate

Choi Minho and Kim Ahyoung (Yura)

Chris Evans and Naomi Scott

Colby Lopez (Seth Rollins) and Rebecca Quin (Becky Lynch)

Dakota Johnson and Sam Heughan

Danielle Campbell and Joe Burrow

Danny Amendola and Olivia Culpo

David Tennant and Harry Kane

Demi Bennett (Rhea Ripley) and Ashley Fliehr (Charlotte Flair)

Dove Cameron and Aaron Tveit

Dua Lipa and Joseph Quinn

Emilia Clarke and Park Seonghwa

Emily Blunt and John Krasinski

Emma D’Arcy and Hailee Steinfeld

Erin Moriarty and Fryea Allan

Ethan Torchio and Damiano David

Florence Pugh and Cillian Murphy

Georgia Tennant and Jason Sudeikis

Glen Powell and Meryl Streep

Hailey Baldwin and Luke Hemmings

Harry Styles and Ashton Irwin

Hwang Hyunjin and Bang Chan

Jackson Wang and Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul (Ten)

Jamie Campbell Bower and Tate McRae

Jenna Ortega and Halle Bailey

Jeon Jungkook and Choi San

Jessica Chastain and Claudia Jessie

Jonathan Bailey and Simone Ashley

Jordyn Woods and Bae Joohyun (Irene)

Josephine Skriver and Aaron Taylor-Johnson

Josh O'Connor and Troye Sivan

Joshua Hong (Hong Jisoo) and Olivia O'Brien

Jung Wooyoung and Brittany Baker (Britt Baker)

Jung Yoonoh (Jaehyun) and Lee Taeyong

Kang Seulgi and Byn Baekhyun

Kelsea Ballerini and Joe Keery

Kim Hongjoong and Diamanté Quiava Valentin Harper (Saweetie)

Kim Jisoo and Christian Yu

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[rottenpumpkin13]

I was rewatching Midsommar, and thinking about how AGSZC would be like if they were in the plot of the movie.

Dani: Cloud, I know main character that it makes since with his experiences a profound personal loss and emotional turmoil. He starts off confused and conflicted, much like Dani, and gradually finds his place within the larger narrative of the cult.

Christian: I feel like this is hard role to fit, especially since what happens in the movie is like all over the place. But Genesis I think fits somewhat well? But I don’t know there’s much truth in GenKura, Tell me if you have any other ideas for this.

Pelle: Definitely Seph. like Pelle is a pivotal character who orchestrates the events leading to the group's immersion into the cult. AND THEN SEPHIROTH AND HIS MANIPULATIVE NATURE… Need I say more fits this role well?

Josh: Angeal maybe? Like Angeal's serious, focused, and duty-bound personality matches Josh’s dedication to his studies and understanding of the cult. Both are disciplined for seeking knowledge, though Angeal's morality is much stronger.

Mark: Zack. Just Zack. Like his friendly and somewhat naive personality aligns with Mark’s so well. Only difference is Mark is vaping for most of his screen time of the film. Zack’s tendency to be carefree and sometimes unwittingly step into trouble fits well with Mark’s role in the film.

PHEW.

THAT’S ALOT

Take this with what you will. I just did think because Mark in the movie said “I DON’T WANT NEW PEOPLE RIGHT NOW.” As he’s high off his socks, and I think it’d be funny if Zack said that.

Aw man, I never watched Midsommar! It's been on my watch list since forever, and I'm now mad at myself that I can't understand this asgshskaalsks

I promise I'll watch it Friday and get back to you on this, because the curiosity is killing me now lol

[angelicsoka]

THE ABOUT PAGE!

everything you need to know about in between!

( angelicsoka, 2024 )

ADA "BUBBA" EVANS

✴ BUBBA'S BASICS!

NAME ada sylvie evans

NICK NAMES bubba, bubs, & A

BIRTHDAY 25th of january

ZODIAC aquarius

FACECLAIM mikey madison

CURRENT AGE 19 years old

PRONOUNS & SEXUALITY she/her & bisexual

HOMETOWN des moines, iowa

EDUCATION high school diploma

PIERCING & TATTOOS conch, lobes, helix & a cluster of sparkles on her right thigh

✴ BUBBA'S PERSONALITY!

QUALITIES bubba is pretty introverted when you first meet her. she tends to blossom into her extrovert-like personality over time. due to this, bubba is more of a loner. she'd rather keep to herself, spending her time reading and watching movies. she grew up an only child, so she is pretty use to the quiet life she is living. she yearns to be more confident and not care so much about pleasing people or having them like her.

LIKES & HOBBIES reading, watching movies and shows, listening to music, swimming, horseback riding, collecting funko pops & figurines, building legos, & traveling

DISLIKES spiders & wasps!!, loud places, driving in unfamiliar places, going somewhere unfamiliar, harassment

MENTAL HEALTH diagnosed with major depression disorder & generalized anxiety

✴ BUBBA'S FAVORITES & COMFORTS!

HER FAVORITES !

MOVIE revenge of the sith

TV SHOW psych

DISNEY PRINCESS elsa

FICTIONAL CHARACTERS louise belcher, ahsoka tano, & padmé amidala

SONG view between villages by noah kahan

VIDEO GAME resident evil 6 & red dead redemption 2

BOOK bird box by josh malerman

ARTISTS noah kahan & radio company

ANIMALS horses & deer

FOODS & DRINKS steak, red velvet cupcakes, & water, powerade, fruit punch

PEOPLE luke hughes, cole caufield, & her mother

HER COMFORTS !

MOVIE live action little mermaid & bambi II

TV SHOW bob's burgers

DISNEY PRINCESS ariel

FICTIONAL CHARACTERS ahsoka tano, okoye, & shawn spencer

SONG call your mom by noah kahan

VIDEO GAME red dead redemption 2

BOOK carrie by stephen king

ARTISTS we three & hozier

ANIMALS horses

FOODS & DRINKS ice cream & chocolate milk

PEOPLE quinn hughes and her father <3

✴ BUBBA'S FUN FACTS!

bubba's father helps open casinos all over the united states, her mother is best selling author.

luke coins her the nickname "bubba" as she chews hubba bubba gum all. the. time.

she lived in des moines, iowa until she was ten, because her father was promoted to the position he is in now.

she has lived in new york, san diego, tampa, and most recently, las vegas.

her mother is a stay at home mom, spending her free time writing mystery & horror novels.

although bubba is loved dearly by her parents, they weren't always around and when they were, they were busy with work or stressed out.

bubba took to horseback riding in her free time, which she had a lot of.

bubba wasn't the happiest about moving to michigan, but her mind quickly changed when she saw the house and the view.

bubba has one ex boyfriend named sebastian nicks.

bubba hates taking her antidepressants because they make her feel numb. she'd rather feel sad and hopeless than numb.

bubba's anxiety makes it hard for her to talk to people or do the things she really wants to do ( ie. concerts, dating, going to the movies )

bubba is OBSESSED with star wars because when she was little, her dad would sit with her to watch the movies

she has met ewan mcgregor, hayden christensen, mark hamill, and carrie fischer (rip 🕊️)

padmé amidala and leia organa have been her role models since she was kid. she even wrote a paper on them for her fifth grade english class.

whenever she is feeling down, bubba's father will try his best to find time to watch the movies with her. he will go buy all her favorite foods and they will stay up all night having movie marathons.

if her father can't, luke will step up and do it for him <3

IN BETWEEN INFORMATION

takes place in the summer of '23

people who will stay at the hughes' lake house during the duration of this fic will include: the hughes bros ( duh. ), trevor zegras, cole caufield, ethan edwards, mark estapa, luca & adam fantilli, elias pettersson, brock boeser, and possibly more!

other people to appear include: nico hischier, sebastian nicks ( oc ), curtis lazar, john marino, and possibly more!

luke honestly sucks at talking to girls in this fic... especially bubba.

more info set to come at a later date!

[janicho88]

When It All Falls Apart- Chapter 5

Pairing- Jensen x Padalecki Reader

Word count- 5,709

Warnings- Some language. Jensen isn't the best boyfriend. I warned before this started posting it would contain angst, if you need another reminder, here it is. If I missed something let me know!

A/N-You all knew this part was coming sooner or later, some of you even called for it. Starting with this chapter, we'll start to see things from Jensen's side also. A little off canon, SPN ended after 10 years. We still got all the characters in during that time though. Thank you to @writercole and @leigh70 for your help with this. You two are amazing!!

Summary-Y/N Padalecki loved acting on Supernatural.  Working alongside your older brother and your boyfriend, but after ten seasons the guys have chosen to hang up the guns.  Now the three of you are moving on to other projects, but that’s all that needs to change right?  While you have moved to Austin to be closer to your family and boyfriend, Jensen is working elsewhere.  Distance is only the start of your troubles.

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Jensen takes the rare opportunity to sleep in Sunday morning and is the last one down to breakfast.  His sister and her husband Jeremy have already arrived and are sitting at the table with his parents.

“Did someone have a late night?” Mackenzie teases him.

“Not too bad.  Just taking advantage of catching up on some sleep,” he answers with a yawn.

“What did you and Y/N do yesterday?” his mom asks him.

“I didn’t see her yesterday.  I was meeting with Steve, and we had a few people to go see.  Trying to work out deals for a project.”

“What did she do then?” his mom tries again.

“Not a clue, I didn’t talk to her yesterday.  I was kind of busy.  Why the sudden interest in her day?”

He is filling his coffee cup and doesn’t see the looks exchanged around the table.

“Is everything alright with you two?” His dad questions.

“It’s fine.”

“Yeah, sounds like it,” he doesn’t hear his sister mutter.

Josh and his family arrive after breakfast, while Jensen is upstairs showering.  He misses the kids and his brother coming in to wish his dad a ‘Happy Father’s Day.’  When Jensen comes back down everyone is sitting in the living room with the kids playing in the middle of the floor.  He takes his phone out to take a picture of his nephews and notices a missed text from Gen, making a note to read it later, he snaps a few shots of the boys.

His family asks him questions about work, and what he has been up to.  He inquires about each of them.  They grill out for a late lunch before he has to leave for the airport.  His mom walks out to the rental car with him.

“You’re sure everything is alright?  You aren’t hiding something so we won’t worry?”

“No, it’s all fine mom.”

“Even with Y/N?”

“Yeah. I do have to get going to catch my flight.  It was good to see all of you.”

“I’m glad you could make it home, even for a short visit.  Your dad enjoyed seeing all of you for Father’s Day.”

He’s double checking his suitcase for his passport and not really listening to his mom at the moment, “Yeah, sure I’ll try and make it home then.”

“What?” Donna asks.

Finding his passport, Jensen stands to give his mom one last hug.  “Good to see all of you.  Take care, love you ma.”

While sitting on the plane waiting for the rest of the passengers to load, Jensen takes out his phone and lazily scrolls through it.  He remembers the message he missed from Gen early and opens that conversation, checking the date, he sees it is actually from yesterday.

‘Did you forget something today Ackles?????????????’

“I don’t know Gen, did I forget something?” he mutters to himself, while just replying with question marks of his own.

 Next he pulls up Instagram, it takes him a moment to realize he is seeing multiple posts about Father’s Day.

‘It’s not Father’s Day,’ he thinks to himself, ‘that’s not until the middle of June.”

There is a voice over the intercom telling all passengers to turn off electronics before Jensen has a chance to think more about the holiday or the date.  He goes over the next script for ‘The Boys’ and notes from the meetings with Steve the day before, never giving the date another thought. 

Your Sunday is spent with your parents and Jared’s family.  You and Gen get up to make a big breakfast for everyone.  Tom has homemade cards for his dad and grandpa he places on the table.  Your mom comes down, and helps the two of you finish it all up.

Jared and your dad take Tom out to the park for some male bonding time after breakfast.  Gen, your mom and yourself move to the living room.

 While they are talking babies you excuse yourself to go for a walk.  You are hoping it will help all the thoughts running around your head.  You pass Jensen’s house and pause.  You can’t help but think that he has already started to move on without you.  You’re the one who just hasn’t caught up with the times yet.

On Monday, Jared and Gen have meetings for Walker, so you are hanging out with Tom.   You are used to working twelve to fourteen hour days on set, but somehow this little man wears you out more than those do.  The two of you play outside on the swing set, he has you chase him during a long game of tag, you’re in the pool and back inside rolling toy cars around on the floor.  When your sister-in-law returns you happily hand your nephew back.

Jensen is on set Tuesday, when Jack is talking to some of the other cast members about his parents’ visit over the weekend.  

“They haven’t been to Toronto in awhile and decided to use visiting for Father’s Day as an excuse to come up this weekend.”

“If they were coming for Father’s Day, why did they come this past weekend?” Jensen asks him.

A few people turn and look at him. “Father’s Day was this past weekend,” Chase tells him.

“No, it wasn’t, it couldn’t have been.”

Others are also confirming this.  Jensen doesn’t have his phone with him, or his watch on.  

“What’s the date?” he asks his cast mates.

“21st of June.  Everything all right mate?” Karl asks sitting across the board from him.

“Son of a bitch,” Jensen yells out, “I missed Y/N’s birthday.  It was the 18th.”

He gets up from his chair to head to his trailer where his phone is to call you, but is called to set before he has the chance to get very far.  It’s after 2 am before they wrap for the night, he’s beat just going straight home and falling asleep.

He forgot to set his alarm before collapsing in bed, when he rolls over Wednesday morning and looks at the clock he has to move it.   He has maybe ten minutes before he needs to be leaving the apartment for set.  

Once he arrives he is sent straight to hair and makeup before being ushered to wardrobe.  His PA takes his bag back to his trailer for him.  When they break for lunch he is in the middle of a discussion with Karl and Anthony that completely distracts him.  He makes a quick stop by his trailer before he has to be back on set.  Pulling his phone out of his bag he sees a missed call from you.

“Son of a bitch, I still haven’t talked to her,” he growls out.  He tries calling back, but just reaches your voicemail. He hangs up and throws his phone back in the bag before returning to set.

Wednesday, you finally relent and call Jensen. He never has time to talk long so you make the call on your way to the studio to redo some voice over work for the Netflix show that just wrapped. You shouldn’t be surprised that it ends up going straight to voicemail.  The plane ticket you received for your birthday is to fly out Friday morning, you figure you should probably tell Jensen you are coming up.  Who knows, maybe just showing up would actually get you some time with him.  Leaving your phone in the car you walk into the studio.

Coming back to your car two hours later, you check your phone for messages before leaving the parking lot.  You have to reread the name when you see you have a missed call from Jensen, it’s rare he calls you back this quick lately or even at all.  Hitting the call button you once again get his voicemail, this time you leave a message.

“Hey Jay, I just wanted to tell you Jared and Gen got me a ticket to fly up to Toronto.  I’ll be landing around 2:30 Friday afternoon.  I’ll talk to you later, have a good day.”

Getting back to your brother’s place you are busy the rest of the night.  The two of them went out with a friend of Gen’s and you volunteered to watch Tom.  The little man has a lot of energy to burn tonight.  When you finally get him down, you start going through clothes in your room to take with you this weekend.

In Toronto, Jensen has finally wrapped for the night.  Today’s scenes were a bit…well, what one would come to expect from The Boys.  There is a knock on his trailer door as he’s finishing changing out of his costume.  Chase and Jack are on the other side.

“Hey, we’re going out with Karl for a drink after that mess.  You in?”

“Definitely, let me grab my bag,” he tells them.

One drink turns into a couple and they are out for a few hours.   In the cab on the way back to his place, Jensen pulls out his phone to check his call time for the next day.  Seeing a voicemail message, he tells himself he’ll listen to it tomorrow when he’s in better shape.  Clearing the notification he checks his calendar before turning off the phone. 

Thursday has a noon call time, and sees them filming until two in the morning on location.  It was almost four am before he got to bed.  Walking up after ten the next morning he has a new voicemail notification.  He listens to the call from the director on a schedule change for the weekend.  Because Eric is going to be in town for a few days and they want the big man on set for the shooting of certain scenes, they are going to be moved up to this weekend. 

Then his phone tells him he has a missed message. “Who'd I miss?” he mumbles to himself.  When he hears your message, his eyes go wide in surprise, “crap.”

Just as he’s hanging up from the voicemail, the phone rings with your name popping up.

“Hey pretty girl,”

“Hi Jay, how are you?”

“Fine, tired.  I just got your message.  Are you sure you really want to?”

He hears the tired sigh you let out, “I’m at the airport, waiting for the plane.  If you don’t want me to come up there, tell me now.”

“I don’t know how much time I’ll have to spend with you.”

“We aren’t spending any time together currently, whatever I can get this weekend is better than that.”  You just hear him groan over the line.  “If you want me to call Jared to come pick me back up I will.”

“No.  When do you get in?”

“The plane’s scheduled to land around 2:40, then I have to clear customs.”

“I have to be on set, I’m not going to be able to meet you.”

“Okay, I can take a cab over to the studio.”

“No, just come back to the apartment. I’ll leave a spare key in an envelope with the receptionist,” he tells you.

“Okay.  See you soon. Love you.”

“Yeah, love ya.”

His head falls back against the pillow as he hangs up.  His easy weekend is now going to be a bit more complicated. 

At the airport in Austin, you sit back against the hard seat with a sigh.  This was off to a rocky start and the plane hasn’t even boarded yet.  Thankfully the flight itself was an easy one.  After making your way through customs you exit the building to try and find a cab.  

When you arrive at his apartment building, you need to show your ID in order to pick up the envelope he left with the key.  The doorman shows you up, at least Jensen remembered to tell him you were coming before he left.  

Opening the apartment door, you take a look around.  It’s fairly empty, but you shouldn’t be surprised.  Jensen is only going to have this place a few months. You take your suitcase down the hall, you think this is the way to the bedroom.  It’s the second door you try.  There is a photo of you and Jensen on his nightstand, it gives you some hope seeing it there. Taking a few things out of your bag, you then explore the apartment.  It’s a little bit of a mess, so you spend some time tidying it up.  The fridge is empty, so you go down to inquire about the nearest grocery store.  It isn’t too far away, so you decide to walk over.  With your hands full, you take a cab back to the apartment.

There are a few items to put away in the cupboard, you make a few meals to freeze that Jensen can thaw later, then prepare pasta, salad and bread for dinner.  All this time you haven’t heard a word from Jay, not even checking that you made it in alright. You send a text asking if he knows how late he’ll be working, but don’t receive a response. 

By eight, you fix yourself a plate for dinner and eat alone at the table. Putting the rest away, you curl up on the couch, and find a movie on Netflix.  It’s after eleven when the door opens and Jensen finally comes in.  Getting up from the couch, you go over to greet him.

“Hey honey,” you say before leaning up to kiss him.

“Hi babe.” He gives you a quick kiss before pulling away. “I need a shower.”

He rejoins you in the living room ten minutes later, sitting next to you on the couch.  

“There’s some pasta in the fridge, if you would like me to heat some up for you?”

“I’m good, we ate on set.”

“Okay.  Do you have anything going on tomorrow?”

“I’ve got a 10 am call time.  Should go till 8 or so.”

You just nod in response. It’s been awhile since you’ve had his arm wrapped around you, and you are just going to enjoy that for now.  The movie on the screen ends and you suggest going to bed hoping to feel more than his arm around your shoulders tonight.

You come out of the bathroom ready for bed in a new lace chemise, and find your boyfriend sound asleep.  Grabbing one of his old t-shirts from your bag, you turn around to go back to change.

The next morning Jensen is up before you are.  You find him out at the kitchen counter with a cup of coffee and what looks like a script.

“Morning, do you want breakfast before you leave?”

“No, I already had something. But thanks.”

“Can I come to set with you today? Hang out in between scenes with you?”

“No, they don’t like other people on set.  Don’t want any secrets getting out.”

“Oh, yeah, sure. I guess I’ll go explore the city then.  Text me when you’re done, we can maybe grab a late dinner somewhere?”

“Yeah, sure.”

“Do you film tomorrow?”

“No, it’s just going over some choreography for fight scenes on Tuesday.”

“So it should be a shorter day?”

“Hopefully.  Chase, Karl and I have a tee time at 2.”

“Great.”  You’re only here for a few days, but getting a round of golf in takes precedence apparently.

Once Jensen leaves for work you pull out your phone to find something to entertain yourself with today.   You decide to start the day at Ripley’s Aquarium of Canada.  

The tour of the aquarium takes you first to the Dangerous Lagoon overlook.  There you see sharks, turtles, eels and sawfish.  A sign says it is the largest exhibit at the aquarium, and has around 2.9 million liters of water.  From there you enter the Discovery Center which has interactive exhibits and features Zebra and Blacktip Reef Sharks along with Clownfish.  The Canadian Waters and Kelp Forest are next where you see octopus, lobsters, Cod, Wolf Eel, and Paddlefish.  

On the lower level of the aquarium you see the Rainbow Reef which recreates the coral seas of the Pacific.  Planet Jellies has various breeds of jellyfish. The Ray-Bay is home to five types of stingrays and the Bonnethead Shark.  A sign says that back on the main level you can pet the rays at the top of the tank. 

Back up top, you stroll through the gallery area next.  This is home to Electric Eels, Seahorses, Piranhas, Pufferfish and Mudskippers.  A quick tour of the gift shop and you are on your way out.

The aquarium is right near the base of the CN Tower.  Being so close, you couldn’t pass that up. The tower was completed in 1976 and stands 1,815.5 feet tall.

Getting off the elevators at the observation level you are currently 1,136 feet off the ground. The glass floor lets you look to the ground 114 stories below.  You go up to the Skypod which is 33 stories above the main observation level.  It is the highest observation platform in the Western Hemisphere.  You can see all the way to New York and Niagara Falls from here. You can also feel the building swaying a lot more up here. You hear a guide mention the antenna above the Skypods gets hit by lightning an average of 75 times a year.  The mix of the swaying and lightning are enough to send you back down to ground level.

You grab a light lunch and walk over to High Park to sit and enjoy it.  Finishing your lunch you take a walk down one of the nature trails.  Walking alone your thoughts drift to Jensen.  Once again today, you haven’t heard from him at all.  You are right here in his town and he can’t seem to spare you any time.

That afternoon you end up strolling through the CF Toronto Eaton Centre Mall.  It is a huge shopping center with more than 250 stores.  In your current mood nothing there really grabs your attention.  

By seven you are on your way back to Jensen’s apartment to get cleaned up to have dinner with him.   At 8:30 you send a text asking if he was going to be getting off soon. Almost an hour later, you receive a reply.

Jensen 💗-On my way back

You-Do you still want to go out and grab dinner?

Jensen💗-No

Alrighty then.  You pull leftovers out of the fridge and start warming them up for dinner.  When he walks in, you just about have everything ready to go.

“Hey honey, if you want to shower first, dinner is almost ready.”

“I already ate.”

“What?”

“It was a rough shoot, I went out and grabbed a drink with Karl, Jack and Anthony.  We ordered some food there.”

He heads off to the bathroom, and you just stare after him.  “Well thanks for telling me,” you mutter after him.

No longer hungry you put everything away once more.  Entering the bedroom you change into sweats and sit down on the corner of the couch.  It isn’t long until Jensen returns, he collapses in the middle of the couch.

“What a day.  Anything Kripke was unable to throw at us during Supernatural is sure finding its way out now.”

“Hmm.”

“This season is going to be so sick.”

You don’t respond, just keep your eyes straight ahead on the television.

“What’s your problem?” He turns his head to look at you.

“What’s going on with us?” you ask.

“What do you mean?”

“I feel like I don’t matter to you any more.  We rarely talk anymore.”

“We’re talking right now, or I was trying to but you’re ignoring me.”

“I thought we were going to do something tonight, but you went out with your friends while I was waiting for you.  You could have at least let me know what was going on.”

“It’s been a long couple of days, I don’t want to fight with you.  I’m going to bed.”

You watch him leave, biting your lip, you rest your head back against the couch trying not to cry.  That did not go the way you wanted it to at all. Going into the extra bedroom you grab a folded blanket off the unmade bed, and bring it back to the couch, planning on sleeping there tonight.  The television keeps you company, while your mind replays everything.  

The next morning, the sound of cupboard doors slamming around wakes you up.  Stretching as you sit up, you notice Jensen moving around the kitchen.  He looks over at you when he sees you move, but doesn’t say anything. He leaves a short time later. 

You don’t feel like doing much of anything today.  You hang out around the apartment watching Hallmark.  Why does everything always work out for them?

Around four, you get a text from Jensen that says he has something with the cast.  Another night alone, fabulous.  Why did you even bother coming?  Changing into presentable clothes you head out to find some food, getting into the elevator you are shocked at who you see.

“Eric, hi.”

“Y/N, how are you?  I wasn’t sure if you were in town or not this weekend.”

“Yeah, I just got in on Friday, staying a few days.  Doing alright, how are you?

“Good, are you coming to dinner?”

“What?”

“A bunch of the crew is going for dinner.  Aren’t you going to meet Ackles? I’ll give you a lift.”

His phone rings and you don’t get a chance to reply.  Getting off the elevator you follow him outside, planning to still go off on your own.  When the car pulls up, he waves you inside.  His phone call lasts almost the whole way to the restaurant, even though he keeps attempting to end it.  He is finally able to put it down just before the car pulls into the parking lot.

“Sorry about that.  Everything is a huge problem to some of the network execs.  Talking with Jared, I thought you were going to be here this weekend, but then I never saw you around set with Jensen.”

“He told me I couldn’t come with him.  Are you sure I can be here tonight?  Jensen didn’t invite me.”

“I would have let you on set, no problem. Yes, you are more than welcome to join us tonight.  Have you met anyone yet?”

“Just Karl.”

You follow him through the restaurant, when he arrives at the large table he calls out, “look who I found on my way here.”

Your eyes are on Jensen who has Claudia’s arm around his shoulders as she is whispering in his ear.

“Hey!” Karl yells, “where have you been hiding?”

He gets up to give you a hug, Jensen gives you a questioning look, while everyone else just stares.  Eric looks around the table and asks a passing waiter for one more place setting and chair.

“I’ve been hanging out around the apartment, explored Toronto yesterday,” you finally answer Karl’s question.

“So you come all the way up here, and don’t even visit the set?  Should we be hurt?” Karl’s last question is directed at Kripke.

“What are you doing here?” Jensen interrupts them.

“Are you going to introduce us, Eric?” Anthony questions at the same time.

“I ran into Eric in the elevator, and he invited me to come along,” you answer Jensen.

“Why didn’t you bring her?” Eric asks your boyfriend, who just shrugs in response.

“Some of us still don’t know what’s going on,” Jack calls out.

“This is Y/N Padalecki, this lovely lady was Ali Black on Supernatural,” Eric introduces you.

“She also has horrible taste in men, because she’s dating that brute,” Karl tells them as he points to Jensen.

Anthony, Karen, Jack, Erin and Chase all stand up to greet you.  A chair is added next to Jensen as everyone but Claudia scoots down to make room for you.  

After the group has ordered, Karl looks at you from across the table.  “How long are you here for?”

“I have a flight out tomorrow afternoon.”

“We have some fight sequences to finalize in the mornin’, are you coming to tour the set?” He asks. 

“I don’t know,” you look over at Jensen, who has remained silent.

As time goes on you notice that Claudia seems to keep touching Jensen, her hand is on her arm, his thigh, and shoulder.  ‘Really girl’ you think ‘right in front of me?’

Erin asks about what you have going on now with Supernatural over.  You tell her about Walker.  Jensen seems agitated next to you, you finally turn and ask if he’s alright.  Instead of answering he stands up and nods for you to join him out in the hall.

“I can’t believe you got Eric to bring you along,” Jensen harshly whispers to you.

“It wasn’t my intention, I just ran into him when I got in the elevator.”

“I don’t understand what your problem is.”

“What are you talking about?”

“The attitude you had last night, sleeping on the couch,  now putting yourself in the middle of a cast get together.  What are you trying to do?”

“When did you become such an asshole? Maybe playing Soldier Boy has gone to your head. If you don’t want me here, and it’s such a big deal to have me here, I’ll leave.”

With that you turn back toward the room to grab your purse.  You expect Jensen to stop you, but he never does. The waiter is coming back in and you quietly ask him to cancel your order.  Before walking out the door, you turn back to the table.

“It was nice meeting you all.  I’m sorry, but I have to be going.  Enjoy the rest of your night.”  With that you turn and leave.

Eric is right behind you, he can’t get your attention so he grabs your arm once you step outside.

“Hey, what’s going on?”

“Nothing, I just have to go.”

“Y/N, I’ve known you a long time.  I can see you’re upset, and you’re barely holding back tears.”  He looks around for a moment before spotting a bench.  “Come sit down for a minute.”

“I’ll be alright, you should get back inside,” you try to tell him.

“Not until you tell me what’s going on.”

You know he isn’t going to let go, with a sigh you start talking.  “Things with Jensen and I haven’t been going so great lately.  He barely answers my calls or texts.  I don’t know the last time he even called or texted me to start a conversation.  Gen thought it might be good for us if I came up here and we spent some time together.  I’ve still barely seen him.”

You take a deep breath to try and get yourself back under control, but you can’t help the tears sliding down your face.  “I’m afraid our relationship might have run its course, and I don’t mean anything to him any more.  I’m just someone he used to have around because I was convenient.”

“Oh Y/N,  I’m so sorry you are feeling like this.  I don’t know what’s going on with him, but I know you always meant a lot to him,” Eric tries to comfort you.

“Used to. I can’t keep going like this, the last month has been rough.  I tried to talk to him last night and that didn’t go over well.  Now he’s mad that I’m here.  When things were good with us, he would have been the first one up to give me a hug.  He would have been the one introducing me to his new cast mates, not you and Karl.  We would have spent any free time he had together, going for a drink or golfing with the guys wouldn’t have been more important.”

“I’m sorry, you don’t deserve to be treated like that,” Eric says softly.  You can tell he is a bit out of his comfort zone here.

You nod your head, you know what you have to do and your heart is crumbling into pieces.  Turning in your seat you give Eric a hug.  “Thanks for everything Eric.  Will you do me a favor and keep an eye on him for me?”

“Anything for you.  I won’t let him get into too much trouble tonight.”

You bite your lip and wipe the tears off your face, “I don’t just mean tonight.”

It takes Eric a second, but after all you’ve just said, he understands what you mean.  “I will, you take care of yourself.  He gives you a hug before hailing you a cab and returning inside.

You stare out the window during the ride back to the apartment.  When you return you start packing up your things.  After your bag is ready you pull out your phone looking for a flight out.  You aren’t sure you could make any that are leaving tonight, so you change it to one leaving at 6:10 am.  Sitting on the couch you wait for Jensen to return.

Over an hour later he finally walks through the door. You stand up as he sets his keys down on the counter.

“We need to talk,” you tell him. softly

“We do.  What were you thinking trying to insert yourself like that?  I’m still new here, I can’t have you pushing your way in the middle of things, or asking for special tours around set.  What are they going to think?”

“As I told you earlier, I didn’t ask Eric to bring me along, I was going out to find my own dinner and ran into him when I was going to do that.  He told me to come along, and that it was alright.  Karl asked about me taking a tour, I didn’t push for one.”

“I can’t afford to have you rocking the boat here.”

“You don’t have to worry about that, I’m done.  I can’t…I can’t do whatever this has become anymore.” You gesture between the two of you.

That catches Jensen’s attention, and he notices your packed bag next to the couch. “What are you talking about?  Where are you going?”

“What I started to try and talk to you about last night.  I don’t know what’s happened to us, but I can’t take it anymore.  I’ve changed my flight to leave earlier.  I feel like I am the only one trying to hold this together anymore.  Right now you’re more worried about making a bad impression on people you’ve worked with for a few months, then about me.  You barely answer when I call or text you.  Any of our limited conversations anymore revolve around you, I doubt you could tell me what I have going on in my life lately.”    

“That’s not true, you’re filming that…um…that…”

“The Netflix series?  Maid, about a single mom fleeing from abuse and trying to make it with her child. We wrapped a few weeks ago.  I told you that in Chicago.”

“You’re getting ready for Walker then.”  

“You’re grasping at straws, Jens.”

“I don’t understand why you want to end things?  What was the point of coming up here?  Was it just to break up?  Did you meet someone else?”

You shake your head, not believing what is coming out of his mouth.  “I came up here to see if there was any way we could save our relationship.  But when spending time with you cast mates, who are here with you everyday, is more important than me who you have barely seen, I have my answer.  If you really need an answer to the last question it’s no.  Honestly, going by all the pictures online, and dinner tonight, I should be the one asking that.  But I know you better than that.  At least I used to.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I don’t know when I became so unimportant to you,  something that could just be tossed aside when I wasn’t useful.”

He looks at you in shock. “That’s not true and you know it.”  

“I really don’t, not anymore.  With everything going on in your life, there isn’t time for me.  A backseat is okay once in a while, but it’s not a place I’m willing to stay.”

 “What are you talking about?”

“Your career is really taking off, and I can’t keep up with everything.  We don’t even live in the same county anymore.  I just don’t fit in your life anymore, and I deserve better than what I’m getting.”

“Everything I do is for us.”

“You really going with that? After how you treated me this weekend?  How you’ve been treating me the last few months?”

“Any girl would be happy to be in your place.”

“I don’t know when you became this self absorbed asshole, but that’s not the guy I fell in love with, the guy I planned my future with.  I’m sorry Jensen, but I can’t take the hurt and loneliness that have come from this relationship anymore.  I don’t want to cry myself to sleep over us another night, or wonder when you’re going to feel like talking to me again.” 

“After everything I did for us, if you think it’s really so bad to be dating me, then there is no reason to drag this out,” he spits out, his anger rising.  “Make sure to be out of the house before I get back to Texas.”

You give a small shake of your head, “if you knew how things were going with me.  You would know I’ve been staying at my brother’s house because I wasn’t comfortable alone in yours.  I don’t have much left there, it will be out soon.”   

You grab your bag and head for the door, stopping before you open it.  “I did love you, you meant the world to me.  I told Jared no matter what happens between us, I didn’t want it to affect your friendship.  I wish you the best Jens, and I really am happy for you and everything that’s coming your way.  I just wish there was still room for me in your world.”  Taking one last look at your now ex, you quickly exit the apartment.

Thank you for reading!

Chapter 6

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[theresattrpgforthat]

Ooh right — what would you recommend for roleplaying life in the Silo, from the Silo Saga by Hugh Howey?

Theme: Silo Saga

Hello friend! So I looked up Silo Saga thanks to your request, and I appreciate the further details that you provided me. I started looking for games with underground themes, and then went back and broadened my search for games in cramped spaces.

So with that premise, let's see what we have that hits the mark, or gets close to it at least.

Worlds of Legacy: Generation Ship, by UFO Press.

You’re trapped inside the heart of a decaying generation ship drifting between the stars. How will you survive and find a new home?

Your families woke up from cryostasis halfway through a thousand year journey. Now you must find a way to live on a ship that wasn’t intended to support long-term habitation, keep it running, and try to make sure future generations reach the promised land at the end of your journey.

You’ll need the core rulebook of Legacy: Life Among the Ruins in order to play this game, but it definitely fits the bill. Each player controls a Family with a specific role on the ship, as well as a character who has a unique narrative role within that family. Legacy games like to zoom out and look at long-term changes, so you are likely going to watch your families change according to the needs of the ship as time passes - and who knows, you might even get to your final destination as part of your end-game.

Depths Below, by Josh Domanski.

The surface of the Earth is barren. Left uninhabitable by countless environmental disasters. What remains of humanity has moved into underwater cities, the last of which is known as Terminus. 

Take the role of humanity's last hope, doing what's necessary to survive while the elite cower in wait for the inevitable end.  Depths Below is a complete RPG by Josh Domanski. It uses and expands upon the rules and systems developed for 24XX by Jason Tocci.

I think there are some ties to Silo that you might be able to see in Depths Below, even if the setting is a little bit different. The underwater city of Terminus is just as fraught and dystopian as the underground Silo, with political factions and plenty of hierarchies. The world above the waves is much more a mystery than it is in Silo, and there’s not much in the game that encourages you to seek out the surface - which means you are well and truly trapped.

When it comes to how to play the game, you’ll want a number of different polyhedral dice, as the size of the dice rolled depends on your skill level. Rolling a 5 or higher is a success, and you can use your gear to mitigate harm or give you the ability to do something. The actual rules of play only fill about one page of this game, but there’s an extra 12 pages of lore, character options, beasts to fight, and roll tables for the GM!

Underground, by emmy.

UNDERGROUND is an 8 page gm-less tabletop roleplaying game, where you take on the roles of post-apocalyptic factions living within the remnants of a metro system.

The details of the Cataclysm that brought you down here are long forgotten. You now have the chance to forge your own world.

Underground has a similar premise to the Silo saga in that you are groups of people living underground, in a post-apocalypse. However, the apocalypse looks much more recent, and as the players are all representing different factions, I’m not sure if there’s the same sort of hierarchical structure as seen with the different factions of the Silo - it might be if everyone agrees to represent it that way!

The biggest difference is the structure of these underground settlements - they’re not purposefully built to house people, they’re the old metro system that just happened to be there. You use d6’s to help construct the metro map, including spaces that may have not been fully explored yet. The biggest draw of this game is the exploration, so if you want to spend some time just building your own (altered) version of an underground dystopia, this might be the game for you.

Apocalypse World, by Meguey & Vincent Baker.

Something's wrong with the world and I don't know what it is. It used to be better, of course it did. In the golden age of legend, when there was enough to eat and enough hope, when there was one nation under god and people could lift their eyes and see beyond the horizon, beyond the day. Children were born happy and grew up rich.

Now that's not what we've got. Now we've got this. One of the classic post-apocalyptic games in the scene, Apocalypse World might be able to give you what you’re looking for, if you’re willing to establish some serious world-building. This game has been played in all sorts of apocalypses, and the truths of each one is dependant on what the game group is looking for, as well as which playbooks you choose to use.

Pick up a Hardholder or Brainer if you want someone who knows all too much and is trying to hide that information or control it. Play an Angel if you want to be needed. Play a savvyhead if you want to know how things work, and pick up a Hocus if you want to lead a faction of this settlement to a rebellion. You might want to cut out Choppers and Drivers though - underground, there’s not as much room for engines or gangs of roving bikers.

Neon Black, by NotWriting.

Neon Black is a role-playing game about a community of poor people fighting back against tyrannical corporations and the indifference of the rich, as well as surviving in a dystopian city state. It’s like real life, but in this world you can kill the CEO’s, rob banks to pay rent, and help your friends do the same. You'll help your community, go on dangerous heists, explore artificial realities, and encounter friendly and nefarious machines. We play to find out if the community can survive amidst warring corporations, an unforgiving climate, and the negligence of the extravagantly wealthy.

When putting together your crew in Neon Black, you need to decide which community you live in, and both the 55 (an apartment complex) and the Chariot (an abandoned space station) are possible candidates for communities with no other place to go. The biggest theme that resonates is the mega-corporations that have put you there in the first place.

Neon Black is a Forged in the Dark game, and it’s exceptionally good for playing a long-term faction game. There will be plenty of groups with interests that align or oppose yours, and you’ll be doing missions to help the people you care about while trying to take down those who don’t care about you. The biggest difference between this game and the Silo setting is the introduction of cyberware. Setting up the game is a bit of work, but I think it has legs!

For Similar Vibes…

White Sands, by Critical kit, has a dystopian feeling and the desire for rebellion, but on an Earth where clean air now has a price tag.

Lost Eons, by David Blandy, is for folks who want to explore the world after they breach their underground Havens, a world completely mutated and changed into a solar punk, sci-fantasy future.

2XXX: Promised Land, by Quasinfinity Games, looks like it starts on a spaceship, and with the horror undertones it presents, I'm skeptical about your cultists ever reaching the planet they're headed for.

My Post-Apocalyptic Community Rec List (has some overlap).

[revoltpark]

open at your own risk warning this is long

this is just the whole fuckinf story

here’s the wattpad but I have it written below

Brace yourself, bear with me and yea.

So to start it off, Revolt park is a South Park au made to take place in 1848. The characters live in this kingdom named southshire, with a tyrant of a ruler. The king is Lucifer Thorn, royal by blood. His wife, Beatrice Thorn, died of some sort of disease but there were some rumors that she was a witch. And their son, Damien thorn.

Damien is often kept in the castle, far from the outsiders, kinda like rapunzel. He had never really met anyone is age, he mostly was around the two royal servants, Josh and Leslie. Well that was until one day, while he was out at the royal garden, he saw some poor underclass boy through the gates. Therefore how he met pip.

The revolution was another part of this little kingdom. Gregory, a upperclass boy, who had never really dealt with the unfairness of the classes. Had somehow started a revolution to take down the classes. He was a privileged boy, always or mostly got what he wanted yet he still did this revolution thing. Mark, a middleclass boy, being his right hand man. And Gregory’s younger brother by two years, Herbert, also decided to help. The revolution consisted of mostly teens and mostly boys. Barely any upperclass, some middleclass, and A LOT of underclass. Gregory’s sister, younger by one year, Estella, was somewhat apart of the revolution. She was a feminist, she wanted equal rights for ALL, especially women. Rebecca, marks sister, younger by a year and Wendy were also somewhat apart of the revolution, just to make sure it had feminism. 

Christophe, Kenny and pip are all underclass. Christophe works as a grave digger, pip at the bakery and Kenny as a newsboy. All somehow apart of the Revolution, mostly half-assed. Pip rarely shows up to the meetings. Yes, he wants equality, he is in the working class after all, but he just doesn’t seem to have interest for the meetings, especially since he met Damien. Kenny shows up every once in a while, he thinks the upperclass are rich snobs and he wants equality for the underclass, he also just hates Gregory. Christophe shows up to basically every meeting, for two reasons. He believes in the cause, throughout his skepticism. He just thinks Gregory’s ideas are a little too far fetched. But he also likes to go because Gregory’s basically eye candy to him. 

Lexus, cosette and dogpoo(DP) don’t really have a big role in the story, they’re friends with Christophe,Kenny and pip. Cosette who loves Christophe, Lexus who lusts for Christophe, and Dogpoo who often picks a fight for Christophe. The underclass was a cruel and dog eat dog place, filled with thieves and prostitutes and dying people, Lexus being a prostitute herself. Cosette was almost pressured into becoming one, but she still has some self respect. 

Anyhoo, back onto the royals. Josh and Leslie were originally underclasses, until beatrice(who was alive when she found them), saw potential in the two poor kids, brought them back to the castle. They’ve been there ever since, both intelligent and cruel. Josh, himself, also has a blonde underclass boyfriend, Trent. Nobody really knows about Josh and Trent though. 

The castle is most LITERALLY filled with magic, Whenever someone in the castle gets sick, they use magic to cure it. They only use the magic for their advantage, they never use it for the citizens. There are also, some cannibals. The castle life seems so unreal. Leslie,Josh and kinda the king are cannibals, it’s not like they eat eachother or anything. Whenever a underclass dies, or someone gets executed, they get brought to the castle and the chefs cook them. It’s seems as a normal thing to them. Damien on the other hand doesn’t like the taste of human flesh, he never thought of it as wrong due to how he was raised. He’s just a bit of a picky eater, plus they never even told Damien where they got the meat from until he was maybe 13.

Back to the revolutionaries, Estella and Rebecca were alone one night after hanging out with their friends. There happened to be some rogue guards. They at first started arguing with Estella, mainly because they were weirdos and wanted to get closer to her. They eventually realized she and Rebecca were apart of the Revolution. What sad night for feminism, Estella and Rebecca both got shot on the spot, due to the anger of the guard. Their parents were paid to keep quiet. That pissed mark and Gregory off even more.

A few months later, the royals had realized Kenny kept dying and just kept coming back alive, Leslie, decided to take the case. She managed to kidnap Kenny and brought him to her,,,dissection room? It was a room she used to dissect the dead people before they ate them, to make sure there wasn’t anything weird in their intestines. She was going to take some blood, well a lot of blood from Kenny, check it out, hopefully use it to help the castle. Well Gregory and Christophe found out about it. And they weren’t happy. They managed to do a little break in to the castle and went on the find Kenny. They found him already strapped down to the table, Leslie getting ready to do what she was gonna do until Gregory and Christophe stopped the whole thing. Gregory went on to unbound Kenny to the table while Christophe went to fight Leslie. Now Christophe and Gregory both brought a weapon of their choice, Gregory bringing his cutlass while Christophe brought his shovel, Gregory doubted him at first but he was FLABBERGASTED when he saw that Christophe had pierced the shovel right in Leslie stomach, ultimately killing her. The boys left the castle with Kenny having trauma and Gregory and Christophe growing a somehow stronger bond.

A few months after that, pip and Damien were basically dating. Since Lucifer was rarely in his child’s life, Damien often snuck pip into the castle. Those two were probably the luckiest out of all of them.

Sooner or later, one night, the revolutionaries decided to raid the castle. That turned out not so good. The revolutionaries were getting killed by the guards. Josh, being the maniac he is, decided to help the guards. Poor Herbert found himself cornered by Josh, and Josh, recognizing him as Herbert, the leader of the revolutions brother, decided to kill Herbert. Josh was overly cruel to the poor boy, Josh had pulled a dagger out on his and chased him around the castle until ultimately killing him, brutally. He left Herbert for a moment and noticed mark wasn’t to far, mark had witnessed the whole killing of Herbert and lucky mark, he was next. Josh spared him, simply slicing his neck and stabbing him somewhere in the abdomen. Josh had gotten shot a few times, decided that was enough and left the castle. 

Gregory had managed to sneak up to the kings study, finding him there, and shooting him right in the back of the head. Gregory hurried out of the study, he found Christophe and they both looked for a exit in the castle. Gregory had passed by a bunch of the dead revolutionaries bodies, a disgusting sight to say the least. He passed by mark and Herbert’s body and felt a horrible grief hit him immediately. Seeing his little brother and best friend dead really hurt him. Atleast he had Christophe, well barely before they made it to a exit, Josh who was exiting the castle, shot Christophe, THREE times, then made his way out. Gregory was absolutely devastated.  First his sisters death, then his brothers and best friends and his love. Christophe was alive for barely enough time, he died in Gregory’s arms and Gregory lost it. I guess you could compare it to Achilles reaction to patroclus’ death. Screaming, loud. Sobbing, pulling hair out, All that. Eventually, his impulsive self grabbed his cutlass, he had nothing else to really lose. without a second thought, he stabbed himself right through the chest. 

Well, during this whole thing. Damien had locked himself in his room. And pip had went to the castle to basically get Damien out. He managed to catch Damien from the window and went to the woods to hide. Afterwords it was a horrible sight to go back to the castle. Everyone’s dead, there’s no longer a king. Damien, being the prince, unfortunately had to fill in as king. Josh wasn’t even there to help out, turns out he straight up ran away from the kingdom with Trent.

Kenny and pip weren’t involved with the raiding of the castle, they decided to stay home. The only really three ones who made it out of the Revolution alive was Kenny,pip and Wendy. 

Years later, Damien and pip are the kings, living happily ever after ish. AND THEY HAVE KIDS DOMINIC AND CHARLIE YIPPEE. Only downside is that the ghosts of the revolution haunt the castle, Womp Womp. 

So that was revolt park explained in I guess the simplest way I could think of? Idk. But yea, I may or may rewrite it but that’s the whole story for now. 

[successionsmashorpass]

Tier 3

Blog Rules/Background

Characters who were in only one episode (or more but very briefly) with little impact to the overall plot, but impactful enough to be recognizable by viewers.*

Brex (Roman’s personal trainer)

Tellis (the sibs’ financial advisor)

Lisa Arthur (Ken’s lawyer/Shiv’s college friend)

Cyd Peach (head of ATN)

Colin Stiles (Logan’s bodyguard)

Mark Ravenhead (ATN host)

Jamie Laird (Waystar financial advisor)

Brian (Brian from management training)

Amir (Marcia’s son)

Chris (Shiv’s one night stand)

Oskar (Mattson’s right hand man)

Ebba (Mattson’s right hand woman + ex)

Josh Aaronson (Waystar shareholder)

Sam (Rat Fucker Sam)

Andrew Dodds (waiter killed by Kendall)

*based on my judgement.

[gretavanbear]

The Professor - Josh Kiszka x Fem!Reader

MDNI!!! 18+ !!!

warnings : smut (;

[a/n: hi people. i just wanted u to know i love u guys sm and i appreciate every like and comment and anon ask about this fic. it warms my heart knowing people enjoy reading my silly little story. anyways.. enjoy!]

SCREENING #5 : The Big Hearted Will Take the Bride

“Good morning, everyone!” Josh walked in with a big smile, waving at the students in his class. As he walked by your row of seats, his eyes fixated on yours, staring for a couple seconds before looking down at the steps in front of him. You bit back a smirk thinking about the way his bed sheets felt against your skin and wondered if he pushed back that thought as well. 

“I hope everyone had a lovely weekend. I know I did” He chuckled.

He opened his notebook on the podium and checked his class notes for the day. You inspected the way his hair fell perfectly into place, his glasses sat on his nose and left little marks on it at the end of the day. He wore a gray button down with some dark pants today, with his usual brown vans. He looked cute, comfortable. But your mind wondered back to that night, the camera in his room...

“Today’s screening is The Big Hearted Will Take the Bride. This is an amazing film and I want us all to focus on the mise-en-scene for the scenes we’re going to be witnessing. Try to notice how they frame the characters, how their dances and scenery creates a portrayal of these people’s cultures. This film is pretty long and so if any of you feel the need to walk out and take a small break feel free to do so. Enjoy!” He spoke. His voice was so calming, and you wish he’d just talk to you instead of screening the movie, but you remembered you were here to learn and you wanted to be like him. 

As the lights turned off, Josh sat diagonal to you, in front of you to your left. You watched as he turned his head back and shot you a soft smile before resting his head on his arm as the movie started playing. 

*** 

You turned to face him as the sunrise illuminated his bedroom. His bedsheet draped over his thighs and stopped right under his v-line, which let you have a moment to see his tattoo. It was a small little half-moon with a music note in the middle of the little curve. You wondered what it represented as your pointer finger traced the little black lines. 

“Good morning” Josh’s groggy morning voice caught your attention. 

“Hi” You smiled shyly as you looked up at him. You rested your head on his stomach, facing him. His hand caressed your head and massaged it with his fingers in your hair which made you want to purr, his touch felt so warm. 

“How’d you sleep?” He asked softly, his lips pink and pretty. You studied the way his eyelashes brushed his cheeks when he blinked, the way his lips were always a little upturned, the little gap between his two front teeth. 

“I slept okay, thank you. How did you sleep?” You returned the question, sitting up and caressing his stomach with your hand. 

“Amazing. I always sleep better when there’s a pretty lady in my bed.” His answer made you blush, giggling to yourself quietly as you leaned in for a soft kiss. He returned it immediately, his hand still in your hair as the two of you kissed passionately. 

You pulled away to catch your breath, looking down at him as he smiled softly. Your eyes watched the way his chest rose and descended, the way his skin looked so delicate and pretty under the sunlight which seeped through his big windows. You looked at the hair on his arms, the beauty marks on his shoulders, how every little detail about him was perfect and you were so entranced by his looks that you didn’t notice him playing with your hair. 

You hummed as his fingers caressed your scalp, making you rest your head on his chest. Your fingers found his tattoo once again and traced it’s lines. 

“Josh?” it felt weird to speak, you thought you were dreaming. 

“Hm?” He spoke, his voice so gentle. 

“What’s this mean?” Your fingers caressing the little mark on his lower stomach, the moon and little music note. You wondered if it was a meaningful tattoo to him, and why did he decide to get it. 

“I got it with my brother when we graduated together.” He said. You turned your head to face him and he looked down at you, resting his head on his free arm. 

“Are you close with him?” You asked, resting your head on your arm now, mirroring him. You watched his eyes light up as he prepared himself to answer, licking his lips.

“We are. He’s my best friend, my other half actually… He’s my identical twin.” He spoke with a smile. You smiled big as you learned more about Josh, he was so special. 

“We studied education together. He’s a music professor now. Before heading off to university we’d always play in our garage with our younger brother Sammy and his best friend, Daniel. We always dreamed of becoming this huge famous band someday, but it never happened. I know Jake, my twin, always holds out the hope that it’ll happen but he understood my dream to teach.. As a deal we got those matching tattoos- to remind us that we’re still there for each other.” He explained. 

“That’s beautiful.” You replied, placing your hand on his chest and resting your head on his shoulder. 

“I’m sure you’ve seen him around campus, he’s always swinging by my office.” Josh chuckled. 

***

“Professor Kiszka?” You spoke, knocking on the open door. 

“Yeah?” He spoke, before looking up from his work and smiling at your presence. “Oh hello, you” he spoke, getting up and meeting you at the door, closing it behind you. “Need help with your homework, doll?” He asked with a smirk, holding your hand and bringing you to his desk. 

“Yeah… I just.. Do nooot understand what you taught us today, professor.” You spoke with a small smirk as he sat you on his lap, his hand on your thigh. 

“Hmm, what do you want to know exactly?” He spoke, his lips finding your neck softly, leaving small wet kisses on your warm skin. He spun you so you faced him, making it so you were straddling his lap, his thumbs caressing your inner thighs. “Tell me, what can I teach you?” He said softly as his hands made their way to the hem of your long sleeved shirt, his fingertips leaving goosebumps down your spine. 

“I want you to teach me how to please you..” You whispered against his jawline as his hands made their way to your breasts- you had not worn a bra with the hopes that he’d notice. He did, he noticed quickly as his fingers found your nipples, teasing them a little while his lips found yours. He kissed you passionately as his cock grew harder in his pants- you could feel it through his pants which made you want him so badly. 

“I know how you can please me.” He breathed out, pulling away so he can make eye contact. He looked down at the space between the two of you, then back up to meet your gaze slowly. “Get on your knees.” He ordered. You listened, getting under his desk and waiting for your next command. You watched the way his fingers snuck to his belt buckle, undoing it and removing it, unzipping his pants. Your eyes focused on the shape of his cock through his gray underwear- a little wet spot at the tip. He was so perfect, and you couldn’t stop yourself but you started salivating at the sight of him pulling it out. It was so beautiful under the sunlight, the shape was perfect, the way his veins traced it’s figure just made you want him even more. 

You wrapped your hand around him, giving him a few strokes and watched his reaction. He gasped softly and his eyelids fluttered, his long lashes brushing against his cheeks as he felt you swipe your thumb over the tip, which made him buck his hips up, needing more. You kept eye contact as you kitten-licked the tip, slowly making your way around wrapping your lips completely over it, sucking softly. 

“Fuck.. hmm, just like that, doll.” he sighed, his hand caressing your hair. You purred gently around his cock- slowly bobbing your head up and down on him as your hand stroked the bottom. You felt the need for his cum down your throat, you wanted to feel him all over- you needed him all over. His cheeks grew redder and redder by the second, his lips dark and a deep red from biting them. His hand pushed down your head slowly, almost as if he asked for permission which you gladly granted as you took him in deeper, faster. 

“God… you’re so perfect.” He breathed out as he began thrusting his hips into your mouth, needing you deeper. “I’m close.. God.. take me, baby… show me how much you want it..” He breathed out, his thigh twitching. You could feel him pulsating in your mouth, practically down your throat at this point. You could feel him about to release- giving you what you’ve wanted for so long… 

Interrupted by a knock. Fuck. 

He gasped, his eyes growing big as he let go of your head, placing his hands on his desk. He looked at you for an answer, what the hell do I do? His eyes spoke as another knock interrupted his thoughts. You kept your mouth wrapped around him as he cleared his throat, his mind doing flips as the anticipation of who was at the door grew around the room, making his office feel tense. You didn’t want to stop, you needed him, the pool in your panties caused by him needed him, too. 

“C’mon asshole, I know you’re in there.” The voice spoke through the wooden door. You saw the way Josh mouthed ‘fuck’ and looked down at you quickly, shooting you an apologetic look before clearing his throat once again. 

“Yeah?” He spoke loudly. He rolled his chair closer to his desk, trying to keep you hidden, needing you all to himself, and also not wanting anyone to notice his whole cock in your mouth. You heard the door open loudly and you closed your eyes, his cock still pulsating in your mouth as you felt his breathing shift. 

“Midterms are killing me.” The voice spoke, you heard the person sit down behind you, the chair facing Josh’s desk. You began bobbing your head up and down- which made Josh choke on his words for a split second. 

“Yeah.. me too.. Now’s not really a good time, Jake. I-” He tried to cover up a groan with a cough as you swiped your tongue against his length, your hand finding his balls and massaging them a little. Being hidden under the desk like this was so sexy to you, being Josh’s dirty little secret- it fueled you, it made you want to be bad. “I have like thirty essays to grade by myself” Josh spoke. You felt grateful that his desk reached all the way to the floor, no one would be able to see you except him. You lowered your head until his head reached the back of your throat, massaging him a little heavier now. You saw the way his breathing became heavy and how his hand gripped the armrest on his chair. 

“Hm, yeah you do look pretty.. Stressed I guess. Listen, come over for dinner- I’ll help you grade them.” The person spoke, which you assumed was Jake. That didn’t stop you, you needed Josh and you wanted to make him feel good no matter who was there. You swallowed around his tip which made Josh have a vocal reaction, which he tried covering up with a cough again. 

“Yeah.. mhm good idea. See you later, Jake.” Josh spoke quickly and Jake chuckled and left the room, closing the door behind him. With the security of being alone with you, Josh backed up his chair with his eyebrows raised, a smirk on his face. 

“You… you’re fucking naughty, edging me like that. Are you a nasty, dirty girl, hm?” He spoke, wrapping his fingers in your hair and pulling you up. “Are you my little cumslut? Hm? All that just so you can feel me all full inside you? Well I’ll show you full, sweet girl.” He groaned, pushing you over his desk and pulling your leggings and underwear down. 

“Fucking soaked. Just how I expected.” He said, a smug expression in his tone. You could hear him lower his pants more, and then feel his warm tip rub against you, your juices coating him instantly. He pushed himself inside you slowly, pressing his body against yours, pressing you down on his desk. “Feel me now? Hm?” He groaned in your ear, his voice low and dominant. 

“Feel how fucking hard you’ve made me, princess, let my cock show you how happy you made it.” He spoke before pulling away and placing his hands on your hips, thrusting his against yours at a fast pace. You knew he was close, and so were you- squeezing around him, showing him how much you needed his cum. 

“Fuck.. ‘m gonna fill you up, god.. Baby, you did so good.. Such a good girl.” He breathed out, thrusting faster, pulling you over the edge with him as he crumbled over you, shuddering breaths against your neck as his cum coated your walls, his hands still on your hips squeezing them tight. 

The room filled with the sounds of your heavy breaths as Josh pulled out slowly, sitting back down on his chair and grabbing a tissue- cleaning you up gently. He pulled up your leggings and underwear before fixing himself, sitting you down on his lap. 

“Thank you. I really needed that.. I’ve been so stressed with homework today.” He sighed, pressing a soft kiss to your neck. “Can we do something tonight? After my dinner..” He asked softly with a gentle smile, his brown eyes looking up at you as his hand caressed your hip gently, right over the spot where he was squeezing not long ago. You nodded shyly and looked down at him with a small smile. 

“Yeah? You’d like that?” he cooed, you nodded while his thumb caressed your face before leaning in and leaving a soft ‘bye’ kiss on your lips, before you got up and grabbed your schoolbag. 

“See you later, professor.” You spoke, turning back to him before opening the door and walking out. You kept a smile on your face as you could still feel him leaking out, a part of him still with you. 

“That’s an interesting way to get extra credit.” You heard before placing your earphone in your ear. You snapped your head back to be met with a brown eyed man. He had soft features, like Josh. The same nose, same heart shaped lips. This must be Jake. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You responded dryly, trying to hide your nervousness. 

“Hmm, I was just in that room and he was alone. Yet I just saw you exit from the same door I did.” He said, a smirk on his face. 

“I must've came in after you, then.” You replied, your heartbeat steady in your throat. 

“I’ve been sitting out here on this bench reading through my notes waiting for Professor Kiszka to come out of his office, I would have seen you pass by.” He spoke. He was an attractive man, no wonder he was related to Josh. He wore a nice maroon suit, black shoes, his hair was long and wavy but kept clean and styled. He seemed really organized, much more than Josh. 

“You must’ve just not seen me.. I tend to blend in with the background most of the time..” You spoke, hoping he’d drop it. 

“Hm. Okay, then. Carry on.” He spoke, smiling softly with a smirk hidden behind the soft smile, his eyes looking back down at his notes as you quickly walked away.

Fuuuck. Did I just get caught?

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[allthemidnightmemories]

I have so many thoughts and feelings about Josh/Annaleigh leaving Sweeney today, so I’m going to do my best to get them all down without becoming a ball of emotions (which is too late bc I watched their closing speeches 😭)

I’ve been a big fan of Josh since late 2020—though I was always aware of who he was, the pandemic was a chaotic time where his music really spoke to me and helped me through a lot of wild times, and I’ve been such a fan of the passion and care he puts into his artistry.

fast forward to late 2022 and he announces he’ll be starring in Sweeney, and I KNEW I would do whatever it took to get there. after a couple of failed attempts trying to plan the trip with others, my mom finally agreed to go with me.

I couldn’t have known then that March 2023, right before we were set to go, was going to be one of the worst months in my life for a long while. between late night bad news phone calls, family emergencies, hospital visits, and funerals, it was a season filled with anxiety and dread about what would go wrong next. it sounds silly now, but it was almost as if I was scared to even go on the trip because it was just one more thing that would go wrong, one more plan that would fall through where I’d have to chin up and tell myself it didn’t really matter to me, even though it did.

and then, none of my worst fears happened. and for a brief 3 hours seeing Sweeney Todd on stage, everything was pure magic.

it’s silly that a musical about vengeance and murder and bloodshed would be the thing to bring light into my life during such a rough period, but it did. I remember the house lights coming up at intermission after Priest and turning to my mom and saying “I’m so happy right now.”

You could tell the absolute passion these two put into these iconic roles, the way they poured everything into making what could be single-note villains into characters that, at their core, are desperately, relatably human, which is where the real tragedy and horror of Sweeney lies. Josh made Sweeney broken, human, full of tension and the push and pull of good and evil, while Annaleigh created a wacky, zany version of a Lovett who truly just wanted to be loved by the one she loved, and would do anything to get that love.

aside from the show experience itself, this revival reignited this blog and connected me with so many people who have united around this incredible show. from the silly memes to the heartbreaking analysis, it’s been SO much fun to dive deeper into this show with everyone, and I can’t wait to keep doing that.

anyways. I know this isn’t the end of the show and that we’ll hopefully have many exciting future iterations of Sweeney and Mrs. Lovett in this current revival. But today marks the end of an era I’m eternally grateful for, and it all began with these two incredible performers who made such an impact on me during such a chaotic time in my life.

happy trails, Josh and Annaleigh 🔪🥧💈

[weirdefilippis]

Hello there! Thank you for being so open about answering questions here, it's so interesting to see your processes. I was wondering if you might feel comfortable going into your thoughts and intentions behind your writing choices with Rahne Sinclair in your New Mutants run? It's probably the most controversial part of the run - especially to fans of the character from the original run from the 80s. Do you have any thoughts on the fan reaction as well?

A lot of comic writers fall into the trap of trying to energize a book or a fanbase by doing something shocking and new.

We are not above that temptation, and have fallen prey to it a couple of times, two in rapid succession.

The first was when we were asked to pitch what we'd do with Iron Man (years before the movie came out or was announced). We did the shocking thing - we killed him. Pitched an arc where Tony Stark was dying and did all he could to prevent it before he realized he couldn't. He'd die at the end of the arc, and his personality would go on to become the AI that powered the suit while others wore it.

We loved our grand, bold idea - not knowing how bad this would be if they were planning a movie featuring Tony Stark.

We didn't get that job, and all they told us is that they "had plans" for Tony and didn't want him dead.

Now, when we pitched New Mutants, we wanted to update some of our favorites from the classic team. And with Rahne, we knew the accent would likely have diminished over time - as it does with a lot of immigrants. But having had it spelled out on the page the way it had been during the classic New Mutants run meant this would be really noticeable.

Writing Rahne's return was right around this time we had that chance to pitch for Iron Man, and we didn't take the right lesson from not getting that gig - we'd chalked it up to bad timing. So we did it again, going for the big change - we decided to lean into how jarring losing the accent would be to the readers, and make it a deliberate choice on her part to reinvent herself because the wolf was no longer with her.

It made sense - she lost this part of herself and found herself inexplicably missing it. So she wanted to shake things up, shake herself up. Prove herself more adult, more American.

And that led to her being someone who would make a huge lapse in judgement as a teacher.

We thought it would get people talking.

It did, but not always in positive ways.

Like we said, writers do this a lot in comics. They want to make their mark, and shake things up.

In retrospect, a milder version without the kiss with Josh may have worked better. Perhaps having Dani able to talk about the other changes with her would have made them make sense a bit more.

But whatever the mistake was, we look back at it as mishandled. Not by Marvel, by us. We swung for the fences and didn't connect.

Live and learn.

These days, we're less inclined to want to shake things up so dramatically.

We've also seen enough teacher-student stories to know we don't want to write any more of them, so we totally get why that kiss still bothers Rahne fans to this day.

As we said, live and learn.

There isn't much we'd change about what we did on New Mutants and New X-Men (regardless of reactions to it), but there are a few big things.

And that kiss is one of them.