#The Green-eyed Monster 9

[look-i-love-u]

Galladrabbles - Mickey and Tami

2nd idea. Because I love them.I also love @galladrabbles and Lyle @milkovetti, so a second drabble was a given. Enjoy!

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“What’s that?” Ian frowns at Tami’s wrist.

She blinks. Follows Ian’s line of sight and sighs. She carefully pries the bottle of beer from his fingers -  better not waste a good drink.

“I think you know what this is…” 

There’s a little tattooed star staring right back at Ian. Its twin is hidden underneath Mickey’s shirt, resting on his hip.

Tami laughs as Ian’s face rapidly changes color. Going pale, well…paler, then turning an alarming shade of red.

She gets her phone out the second Ian grabs his coat.

Mickey picks up quickly.

“Milkovich!”.

“ Tamietti, ‘fuck you want?”. 

“He knows…”

[autisticslp]

Constantly on the verge of going feral about Talyn. Get that baby boy some therapy. And holy hell get him away from Crais. Please stop playing combine the mental illnesses and trauma I beg of you

[yoongleboongle]

yoongi fic recs part ii

(biggest love and support to the writers!!)

1. mad about you by @yoongiphoria

established relationship, smut, 0.7k words

2. drown by @hamsterclaw

established relationship, smut, (part of 'vows' series but can be read as a standalone drabble imo)

3. the king isn't dead by @another-army-spot

historical!au, king!yoongi, smut, fluff/romance, 19.7k words

4. muse by @another-army-spot

established relationship, producer!yoongi x dancer!reader, fluff, smut, 4k words

5. green-eyed monster by @yoonpobs

established relationship, angst, smut, fluff ish, (part of 'be in love' series but can be read as a standalone imo), 1.6k words

6. backburner christmas drabble by @yoonpobs

established relationship, fluff, smut, (part of 'backburner' series but can be read as a standalone drabble imo), 6.2k words

7. love language by @yoonpobs

established relationship, fluff, 5k words

8. busy - a night at home by @jungk0oksthighs

established relationship, smut, 3.3k words

9. soon by @ppersonna

established relationship (married!au), fluff, smut, 3.1k words

10. i wanna hold your hand by @minisugakoobies

friendstolovers!au, fluff, 1.4k words

[justbelievinginmagic]

˗ˏˋariadne's threadˎˊ˗ series masterlist

pairing(s): hyunjin x fem!reader, hints of jisung x reader, hints of jisung x hyunjin if you read between the lines; all of the characters are intrigued by the reader tbh

series summary: The tale of the LABYRINTH was by far your favorite book to read - even now in adulthood. Wishing for the goblin king to steal you away was your favorite past-time growing up. Everything changes one stormy night when your wish to be stolen away by the Goblin King comes true and a honeyed blonde fae man appears in your bedroom to whisk you away to be his - body, mind, and soul. Do you take his fantasied offer or shall you fight through his Labyrinth in order to reclaim your humanity & free will?

OR - When tempted by an intoxicating offer by Hyunjin the Goblin King, you fight against him to find your own sense of self once more while in the Labyrinth.

warnings/tags: inspired by the 1986' movie Labyrinth, follows majority of the movie's plot points with divergence, 3rd person POV, use of Y/N, mature topics, strong language, faerie lore!!, all of skz show up, txt cameo that i love, tension, slow burn enemies to lovers, unequal power dynamics, manipulation, fear, faerie drugging, labyrinth runner!reader, goblin king!hyunjin, banished!jisung, hunter!chan, knight!changbin, junkland boss!jeongin, sluagh!minho, boggart!seungmin, gancanagh!felix, selkie!yeonjun, changeling!soobin, knight!hoseok, knight!seokjin, war generals!ateez, more tags to be added.

word count: 55k written; ongoing

part 1 - a deal, a deal, a deal!!! (posted 4/12/24) part 2 - never go that way. (posted 4/15/24) part 3 - onwards & downwards. (posted 4/28/24) part 4 - the oubliette. (posted 5/7/24) part 5 - forwards is backwards. (posted 5/12/24) part 6 - the hunter and the hunted. (posted 5/29/24) part 7 - the wild hunt. (posted 6/5/24) part 8 - a green-eyed monster. (posted 7/30/24) part 9 - tba!!!

extra content for ariadne's thread: how i visualize skz in the world --- (will be updated as more boys are revealed in the story!)

[kayhi808]

Masterlist - Bucky Barnes (Winter Soldier)

Since I started writing for Bucky Barnes, I gave him is own masterlist

Neighbors - Bucky moves into the apartment next door

Neighbors - First Date Bucky visits you at work

Neighbors - Next Door Bucky returns from a mission

Neighbors - Doll & Nerd Sam helps Bucky move into his apartment & Bucky tells Sam about you.

Neighbors - Xmas Shopping Bucky asks you to help him with his Xmas lust...list.

Neighbors - Morning After

Neighbors - Alpine

Neighbors - Green Eyed Monster - You're jealous of a new Agent working with Bucky.

Krewe of Boo -Halloween Parade in NOLA w/ Bucky & Reader

Lunch in New Orleans - Bucky visits one of Sam's friends for lunch

First Crush, Part 2, Part 3 , Part 4, Part 5-, Part 6, Part 7 , Part 8 , Part 9. Part 10., Part 11

Part 12. Uncle Steve Part 14 , Part 15

Bucky Ask - Sick Abby Who wouldn't have a crush on Bucky Barnes? You try to fight it, but your toddler daughter, Abby, has no problem indulging in her adoration.

They Met in Delacroix , Part 2 , Part 3- Invited to a BBQ at the Wilson House. Sam & Bucky are in town for a visit.

Then & Now, Now & Then, Now & Then 2, Now & Then 3

requested by armystrong980

[cheynovak]

Different colours   

Dean Winchester x Female bisexual Reader/Y/N               

Warnings: None, I think? 

Words:  1740 

*Does not follow the supernatural storyline * 

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Dean and Y/N have been friends since they were teenagers, their dads worked together on different hunts. Dean always had a crush on her, but the fact that she is into girls kept him from making a move. They remained friends for years. Sam is at college and Dean asked Y/N to hunt with him, after successful hunts they share drinks at a bar, where Dean learns Y/N is not only into girls. 

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The neon lights of the crowded bar cast a colourful glow over Dean Winchester and Y/N as they leaned against the bar, sharing a pitcher of beer. They had known each other since they were teenagers, talking about fighting monsters side by side with their dads, and joking about the craziness of their lives.  

Y/N was his best friend, his confidante, the one person he could always count on part from Sam, he left to study so now there was only Y/N. But there was one thing Dean had never confessed to her: he’d had a crush on her since they met as kids in high school. He never acted on it, thinking she was only into women. 

"Hey, what about her?" Dean nodded towards a stunning busty brunette at the other end of the bar, nudging Y/N with his elbow. Y/N glanced over, her eyes twinkling with amusement.

"She's hot, not my type though, I'd say a solid 8/10. But look at the redhead by the jukebox," she replied, pointing subtly. 

Dean chuckled, shaking his head. "You always go for the redheads, eh I'll say maybe a 7." 

"And you’re never picky as long as it has great boobs." Y/N shot back, laughing. Dean eyed her with a grin looking a little to long at her own breasts "I'd say a 10." She hit his shoulder "Idiot."

They continued their light-hearted banter, scanning the bar and commenting on the various attractive women, and see who got the best moves, usually it was Dean who got lucky, with the sevens and eights.

But when Y/N 'got lucky' it were always the girls he thought were a 10. It was a game they had played many times before, one that never failed to make them both laugh. 

Just then, a man approached Y/N. He was tall, with short-cropped hair and piercing green eyes that reminded Dean a little too much of himself. The man flashed a charming smile at Y/N, leaning casually against the bar. 

"Hey sweetheart, can I buy you a drink?" the man asked, his voice smooth and confident. Y/N smiled back, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Sure, why not." Dean raised an eyebrow, surprised by her reaction.  

She talked to the man while Dean hung at the bar on her other side, hearing how she flirted with the guy, feeling pity he might think he had a chance.

A little later he went to the restroom. Dean watched as the man walked away. He leaned closer to Y/N, unable to resist making a joke. "Too bad he’s not your type," Dean teased, his tone light. 

Y/N turned to him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, but he is, solid 9." Dean's heart skipped a beat almost choking on his beer. "Wait, what?" 

"Yeah, I mean, tall, handsome, great shoulders, fine ass. Yup, definitely my type." Y/N grinned, taking a sip of her drink. 

Dean felt like the ground had shifted beneath him. He had never considered the possibility that Y/N could be attracted to men and women. And if she was into guys… did that mean she could be into him? 

"So, uh, you like guys that look like me, huh?" he asked, trying to keep his voice casual, pretending to joke in case he misread the situation. 

Y/N looked at him, jokingly checked him out, particularly his ass. "Yeah, i'd say a 10." She said but turned quietly and serious very quickly. Her expression softening before looking at the beer bottle in her hands.

Dean's heart raced, a mixture of hope and nervousness flooding his chest. "Why didn't you ever tell me, I mean I never saw you with a guy?" 

"I didn't think it mattered," Y/N admitted, shrugging still looking at her beer.  "And I didn’t want things to get weird between us, I mean how many nights did I stay in your motel room, our dads never questioned it, you never made it awkward."

"I felt safe with you, like I could be myself even part from all the hunting shit I never could share with anyone, never thought you needed a label to really know me.”  

She took another sip “Beside the guy I dated was not really a friend of yours."  

He turned fully towards her. “You dated some I know? Who?” She looked at him a little embarrassed. “Steve.” Dean thought about it for a second.” Wait Steve, who bullied Sam high school, Steve?” All she did was nod. “Y/N! That was an asshole!”  

“Hey! I broke up with him the second I found out he bullied Sam!” she lifted her hands in the air in defense. Dean shook his head. “How did you find out?” Y/N grinned “The bruise you left on his eye.” They laughed hard at that comment.  

Dean looked over to the restrooms, still no sign of mystery man, he knew this was his shot before he took her home tonight. Dean took a deep breath, gathering his courage. "Y/N, there's something I need to tell you." She looked at him expectantly, her eyes wide and curious. “Your gay?” she joked.  

“What?! NO!” Dean spits out. “Relax dude, just kidding, what up?” she hits his chest.  

Dean took another breath. "I've had a crush on you since we were kids," Dean confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "I never said anything because I thought you were only into women. But if you're into guys too… I don't know maybe, you and I... " 

Y/N laughed hard, shaking her head. "That's a good one, Dean." She said before bringing the bottle to her lips. 

But as she looked at him, she saw a flash of hurt in his eyes. Dean's expression shifted from vulnerable to offended in an instant. Without another word, he stood up, his chair scraping against the floor. 

"Dean?" Y/N called out, confused by his sudden change in demeanour. "I'm going back to the motel," he said curtly, avoiding her gaze. "You have fun with what’s his name." 

"Wait, Dean," she said, reaching out to grab his arm, but he pulled away. "Goodnight, Y/N," he muttered, and before she could respond, he was weaving through the crowded bar, heading for the exit. 

Y/N sat there, stunned. She replayed the conversation in her mind, realizing too late that Dean had been serious. She cursed under her breath, feeling a pang of guilt. She quickly gathered her things and followed Dean out of the bar. 

The cool night air hit her as she stepped outside, scanning the parking for any sign of him. She spotted him, his hands shoved deep into his pockets as he walked briskly. Y/N jogged to catch up. 

"Dean, wait!" she called out when she was close enough. He stopped but didn't turn around, his shoulders tense. 

"Dean, I'm sorry," Y/N said, stepping in front of him. "I thought you were joking. I didn’t mean to laugh." Dean sighed, finally meeting her eyes. "It’s fine, Y/N. I should’ve known better than to say anything." 

"No, it's not fine," she insisted, her voice filled with urgency. "I didn't realize you were serious. I... I never thought you'd feel that way about me." 

Dean looked at her, his expression a mix of frustration and hope. "Yeah, well, surprise." 

Y/N took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts. "Dean, I had no idea you felt that way. If I did, I never would have laughed. And for what it's worth, I do care about you. A lot. More than I’ve ever admitted." 

Dean's eyes softened, but he still seemed hesitant. "Yeah?" 

"Yeah," Y/N said, stepping closer. "And if you're willing to give this, us, a shot, so am I." Dean's lips twitched into a small smile, the tension in his shoulders easing. "You mean that?" 

"I do," Y/N replied, reaching out to take his hand. Dean squeezed her hand, his thumb brushing over her knuckles. “There is no one who knows me better than you do, silly.” She smiled soft.  

They stood there for a moment, the weight of their unspoken feelings finally lifting. Just then, the guy Y/N had been talking to at the bar walked outside, looking puzzled. 

"Hey, where are you going?" he called out, but Y/N didn't answer. 

Instead, she held on to Dean's hand, and they ran towards the Impala like two teenagers escaping curfew. The thrill of the moment, the rush of adrenaline, and the intoxicating promise of something new fuelled their steps. 

As they reached the car, Dean suddenly spun her around and pushed her gently against the passenger door. He leaned in, his eyes searching hers, his hand moving to brush a strand of hair out of her face. Y/N's breath hitched, her heart pounding as he leaned closer. 

"I've wanted to do this for a long time," Dean whispered, his voice husky. 

Before she could respond, his lips were on hers. The kiss was electric, charged with years of unspoken desire and buried emotions. Y/N melted into him, her hands finding their way to his jacket, pulling him closer. Dean’s hand cupped her cheek, deepening the kiss, his thumb gently caressing her skin. 

The world around them faded, leaving just the two of them in this perfect moment. Dean kissed her with a fervor that spoke of all the times he had held back, all the moments he had kept his feelings hidden. Y/N responded with equal passion, her hands moving up to tangle in his hair. 

When they finally pulled apart, both were breathless, their foreheads resting against each other. 

They stood there for a moment, catching their breath, the night air cool against their flushed faces. Dean finally stepped back, his hand lingering on her hip. 

"Let's get out of here," he said, his voice filled with a new kind of excitement.  Y/N nodded, a smile spreading across her face nodding.  

Dean opened the passenger door for her, and she slipped inside, feeling a giddy excitement she hadn't felt in years. He rounded the car, sliding into the driver’s seat, and started the engine. The familiar rumble of the Impala felt like a promise of new adventures, of a future that they were finally brave enough to face together. 

As they drove off into the night, leaving the bar and the puzzled guy behind, Y/N glanced at Dean, her heart swelling with affection and hope.

"Dean," she said softly, her hand reaching out to move through his hair. "Thank you for telling me." 

Dean glanced at her, his eyes shining with a mixture of relief and joy, he grabbed her hand and kisses it. And for the first time in a long time, Dean felt like he was exactly where he was meant to be. 

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[villain-crown]

Asking for your favorite regulus fics 🥹🥺

For you?? Have my whole AO3 history!! 🙏 but I think I have some you’ll like, based off our vibing:

Feels like falling in love 🥰

Love Potion No. 9 by crackspines. Jegulus, love potions, protective!Sirius.

my almost lover by alarainai. Jegulus, protective!Sirius, and—wait have we been dating this whole time!?

Short, funny, sweet 🥰

Smash or Pass? by MiriamMT. Jegulus, protective!Sirius.

James Potter's Application to Court Regulus Black by MiriamMT. Jegulus, James trying very hard to get Sirius’s blessing to date Regulus. Protective!Sirius.

blindspot by courfee. Jegulus, accidentally swapping ties.

A fucking marathon of Regulus non-stop. Can’t sleep, won’t sleep 👀

Only the Brave by Solmussa. Jegulus, best fic in the fandom imho, BAMF!Regulus. I’ve read it so many times 😌

quite like us by alarainai and salmon_says. Jegulus, wrong number, slow burn.

Regulus likes ‘em jealous 😎

James Potter the Green-Eyed Monster by AnaWritesThings. Jegulus, semi-public sex, possessiveness.

sunset in the maze by damagecontrol. Jegulus, a little angst, but we good in the end.

two for the show by utterlyapril. Bartylus, fake dating, but Barty is gone for Reg fr

A little bittersweet 🤔

Haunted by pennygalleon. Sirius encounters Regulus’s ghost.

He Can't Hurt You if You're Already Dead by unspeakable3. Sirius encounters Regulus’s ghost some more!

Smut with soul 🙏

Precious Commodities by jez_past9. Jegulus, Omegaverse, protective!Sirius. Warning: referenced sexual assault.

No Promises by aobao3. Jegulus, protective!Sirius, flirting, sexual tension.

May I Fulfil your Dirty Fantasies about Me? by MiriamMT. Jegulus, protective!Sirius, flirting, sexual tension.

Unhinged??? Unhinged!!!! 🤪

the soldier by woobyo. Sirius and Regulus brotherhood-centric, also with Jegulus. Sirius time travels as a fix-it and is super, crazy, wildly overprotective of Regulus. Like, unhinged. It’s great haha! Not really for Lily fans, but if you go like this 🫣 for one section, you’ll be okay. Sirius is just crazy 👋

I hope you love them!! @lifeandlies-of-regulusblack 🫶🫶🫶

[deanwritings]

Master List

Fan Favorites

Night Falls Master List: After witnessing a murder, Y/N becomes a protected witness to FBI Agent Dean Winchester, who needs her help to do more than just solve one man’s murder.

FwB - Master List: FwB - Friends with Benefits. After walking in on Y/N following a fun encounter, Dean and Y/N decide it would be beneficial and much easier to use each other for their needs. But can they keep it just about sex? (SMUT)

Stay: The reader confronts Dean about his feelings for her, and when he refuses to admit how he feels, the reader gives him an ultimatum.

I Ship It: Reader insert into the 200th episode, “Fanfiction” where Marie ships Dean x reader.

Since I’ve Been Loving You: Having slow sex with Dean while “Since I’ve Been Loving You” by Led Zeppelin plays and Dean accidentally confesses his love for you.

Safe Now: After a tough hunt, Dean is upset that the reader put her life in danger to save him.

Baby, We’ve Got A Problem: The reader faces some trouble when Baby isn’t just a car anymore. Human!Impala

Series

Night Falls - Master List: After witnessing a murder, Y/N becomes a protected witness to FBI Agent Dean Winchester, who needs her help to do more than just solve one man’s murder.

FwB - Master List: FwB - Friends with Benefits. After walking in on Y/N following a fun encounter, Dean and Y/N decide it would be beneficial and much easier to use each other for their needs. But can they keep it just about sex? (SMUT)

Baby, We’ve Got A Problem - Master List: The reader faces some trouble when Baby isn’t just a car anymore. Human!Impala

The Guest House: Dean Winchester is going through a nasty divorce. He doesn't have much left to his name, but what he does have is his house. Leave it to his soon-to-be ex wife to find a way to even ruin that for him. Enter Y/N, who is looking to get away from life for a bit, and stumbles right into the middle of it all.

For the Best - Master List: You and Dean parted ways three years ago after a hunt went horribly wrong, and you haven’t seen him since. While passing through a town, Dean spots a familiar face and can’t help but give you a call to see how you’ve been all these years later.

As I Lay Dying - Master List: While driving back to the bunker one snowy night, the reader is on the phone with Dean, but as she’s driving, she hits a patch of ice and goes off the road. Trapped in the car, she thinks back to her favorite memories with Dean.

As Time Goes By: Time After Time AU where instead of Elliot Ness, Dean hunts Chronos with the reader.

As Time Goes By: Part 1

As Time Goes By: Part 2

Smut

Stay: The reader confronts Dean about his feelings for her, and when he refuses to admit how he feels, the reader gives him an ultimatum.

Since I’ve Been Loving You: Having slow sex with Dean while “Since I’ve Been Loving You” by Led Zeppelin plays and Dean accidentally confesses his love for you.

Don’t Need Candles or Cake: You have quite the surprise in store for Dean’s birthday

Rub-A-Dub-Dub: Some post-hunt, shower sex

Safe Now: After a tough hunt, Dean is upset that the reader put her life in danger to save him. 

Forgive me Father, for I have sinned: The reader has some not-so-pure thoughts when she sees Priest!Dean for the first time

Angst

Green-Eyed Monster: Reader and the boys are working a case and the reader keeps getting hit on, leaving Dean annoyed and jealous.

Persona Non Grata: On the run from Heaven, rebel Angel!Reader becomes a hunter, crossing paths with the infamous Winchesters. She quickly falls for Dean, but it all goes to hell when he finds out what she truly is.

What’s Mine is Mine: (SPOILERS: Set after Season 9 finale) The reader and Dean were dating before he became a demon. Now that he’s turned, his desire to protect her is even stronger and more out of control. Demon!Dean

No More Solo Hunts: Dean being protective and desperately trying to keep you from doing dangerous things, but you continue to sneak out and hunt by yourself

Remember Me?: After being knocked out on a hunt, the reader wakes up in a seemingly unknown bunker, with whom she thinks are two unknown men.

That’s Enough: After a rather nasty fight between you and your boyfriend, Dean, he goes out to drink and you go after him to stop him.

What We Lost: After a shapeshifter hunt, Dean begins pushing you away, and you can't figure out why. Trigger Warning/story spoiler in the post tags 

Capeesh?: A fun night out at the bar takes a turn for the worse when a handsy patron approaches the reader.

Too Far Gone: (SPOILERS: Set after Season 9 finale) While looking for leads on Dean, you manage to stumble across the one person you were looking for. And it’s not the reunion you were expecting. Demon!Dean.

You Rang?: (SPOILERS: Set after Season 9 finale) A week after Dean is killed and he disappears, you run to the nearest crossroads to get him back. Problem is, the demon won’t make a deal.

Your Helping Hand: Having made a choice to not to go with her reaper, the reader is now stuck on Earth as a ghost. Her days are pretty boring, until Dean Winchester rolls into town on a case and is in need of some extra, unseen help.

Here For You: Dean takes care of the reader after an extremely emotional week. TW: Mentions of suicide

It’s Okay: Reader is in the closet about her bisexuality, but Dean figures it out one night and tries to set her up with Charlie, only to have the reader confess her feelings for Dean.

Estar Roto: As the boys prepare for a vampire hunt, the reader is shaken with the memories of her rape. TW: Rape

Skinny Love: Reader is self conscious about her body so Dean decides to help.

Big Girls Do Cry: Reader suffers a migraine and Dean takes care of her.

Fluff

I Ship It: Reader insert into the 200th episode, “Fanfiction” where Marie ships Dean x reader.

Distracted: Dean is trying very hard to focus on research for a hunt, but you have other plans.

Never Let You Go: Dean has a special surprise in store for the reader but first has to trick her so she won't catch onto his plan. After all, hunters are the hardest to surprise.

New Years: It’s New Year's Eve in Sin City with the Winchester boys, and Dean gets to see the reader all dressed up for the first time.

Happy Birthday, Dean: Reader goes all out to celebrate Dean’s birthday.

Oh, Baby: After a hunt, Dean and the reader care for a baby while they look for the next of kin.

When One Door Opens: Dean watches you shower when you leave the door open “by accident”

Drunk Words, Sober Thoughts: Drunk!Dean taking care of Drunker!Reader when a few confessions slip through loose lips. 

On Your Left: It’s Halloween and you convince the boys to dress up as your favorite superhero group. AmericasAss!Dean

Underneath the Mistletoe Last Night: Dean and the reader get into the Christmas spirit.

I’ll Be Home For Christmas: With the boys out for a hunt, Christmas is here and the reader finds herself all alone.

Coming Up Short: Dean decides to poke fun at short!reader.

Tiny Dancer: Not trusting their new partner, Dean follows the reader late one night and is amazed to see her hidden talent.

Slip Up: Dean likes you, but won't tell you. Cas lets it slip one day.

Trying to Be Mad: After a hunt, Dean gets hurt and you're taking care of him. You’re mad at him for being so reckless, but Dean is making it very difficult to be angry with him

Meta Madness: The reader is caught reading Supernatural.

Time to Get Up: Dean doesn’t want to get up, no matter how hard the reader tries, so they take a new approach.

Sweet Child of Mine: After the passing of her mother, the reader decides it’s finally time to find her father. Dad!Dean x Daughter!Reader

Short Hair, Don’t Care: Annoyed with your long hair, you decide it’s time for a change.

Guard Dog: Sam and Dean run into a hunter who has a partner of her own. And that partner does not like Dean.

Flour, Flour Everywhere: The reader tries their hand at baking a pie, ruining Dean's perfect kitchen in the process.

Daddy’s Girl: You bring your boyfriend home for Thanksgiving and a simple confusion at the dinner table turns into your worst nightmare. Dad!Dean x Daughter!Reader

Black Cat: After killing a witch on a hunt, the reader adopts the witch’s black cat, much to Dean’s displeasure.

High On Fear: You and the boys have to take a flight out to Puerto Rico for a job. You are terrified of flying, and Dean has to comfort you

Surprise!: Reader is upset when no one seems to realize it's their birthday.

Song Fics

Wildest Dreams: Dean dreams about two nights, one of his favorite nights, and one of his worst. A nice, angsty fic based on Taylor Swift’s Wildest Dreams

Heart Like Yours: Dean is avoiding you, and avoiding his feelings for you. But you won’t let him get away that easy. 

It Was Always You: After a nightmare, Dean needs to make sure you’re okay, realizing his feelings for you in the process. 

Down on Love: When the reader hears her favorite song coming from Dean’s room, she decides to show him what he’s missing out on. 

I Want You Back: Reader is singing in the shower, thinking the boys are gone but Dean gets back early.

Dream a Little Dream of Me: The reader is humming her favorite song and swaying along in her seat, so Dean decides to ask her to dance. 

9 Crimes: Dean and the reader are doing what they can to forget the other. 

Mr. Brightside (Ending 1): Dean is home at the bunker stewing while you’re out on a date, thinking about the chance he missed. 

Mr. Brightside (Ending 2): Dean is home at the bunker stewing while you’re out on a date, thinking about the chance he missed.

Faithfully: Singing your heart out with Dean to “Faithfully” by Journey

Bury Your Burdens In The Ground: Dean is burying his demons the best way he knows how, but you won’t let him do it alone. 

Cigarette Daydreams (Version 1): The moments Dean abandons you. 

Cigarette Daydreams (Version 2): The moments Dean abandons you. 

In Your Room: Dean opens up to the reader after a tough hunt.

Preferences

How Dean Spends a Rainy Day With You

How Dean Takes Care of You When You’re Sick

[malarkgirlypop]

Masterlist

Requests for one-shots are OPEN! ❤️

About me:

My name is Kate I go by she/her pronouns, I’m 23, just happy to be here really this fandom is so supportive! Have a look around, and don’t be scared to message me!

My OC's

Lemonade (Eugene Sledge x Fem!OC):

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

MEDIC! (Donald Malarkey x Fem!OC): Moodboard 1 - 2 - 3 - 4

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Chapter 36

Chapter 37

Chapter 38 TW

Chapter 39

Chapter 40

The Devil Wears a Suit and Tie: (Donald Malarkey x Fem!OC AU)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

BoB x Reader

Ronald Speirs:

Green-eyed Monster

Edward Tipper:

Warriors part 1

Warriors part 2

Joseph Liebgott:

Goody part 1

Goody part 2

Goody part 3

Bull Randleman:

He's the Boss Part 1

He's the Boss Part 2

He's the Boss Part 3

He's the Boss Part 4

David Webster:

This is for you

Eugene Roe:

Come Away With Me

Lena Riggi:

Lie with me?

Skip Muck:

I just want to feel ok again

EDITS:

Edit masterlist

[irondadfics]

hi i’m looking for a fic from morgan’s pov and she treats peter kinda horribly but he still helps her her anyway

it might’ve been a 5+1 but i might be mixing it up with “5 Times Morgan Blamed Peter for Tony's Death + 1 Time She Understood That it Wasn't Peter's Fault” which i know is not the fic i’m looking for

it could be deleted because i’ve tried really hard to find it, but i’m not completely sure

thank you if you manage to find it

Here are a few possibilities for you

Chapter 9 of this one

[brf-rumortrackinganon]

Archived Link (fyi - The Times removed its paywall for June 8-9, 2024)

Some excerpts

A friend of the King says that in recent years Charles’s tendency to consult William on tricky family issues involving the Duke of York and the Duke and Duchess of Sussex has helped to ease the anxieties of the past and boost their personal and working relationships. “If there was ever a green-eyed monster or a sense of rivalry between the two, that is a chapter of the past,” the friend said. “The King sees his son as a useful ally on family matters and increasingly in discharging the duties of nation and state. When you are monarch, you’re not counting the column inches. You’re thinking about performing your role for your country, not just as King Charles but as ‘the family’.”

and

The King left Normandy on Friday before the main international event to pace himself as he recovers from cancer. A friend of his observed: “The King did the heavy lifting in the morning, his heir was there to honour veterans later in his absence. Those decisions are very carefully made, they’re not done without consideration about the optics.” In his speech, Charles invoked the memory of George VI: “United, they fought together for what my grandfather … described as ‘a world in which goodness and honour may be the foundation of the life of men in every land’.” Having William as his stand-in for part of the event shows that Charles also has an eye on the future.

It's an interesting article. There's two clear messages for me:

First, that Charles is still prickly about how he's covered versus how everyone else is covered. I think he feels more settled as King in the kind of attention/coverage he gets, but old habits die hard. It feels like he's trying to get out ahead of some kind of criticism that may or may not be coming in a "see? I'm not really like that, not anymore" kind of way.

Second, this is definitely positioning William as an international statesman. It's one of his weakest areas as a future king - reasonably so, as Charles had a larger-than-life (and history-making) tenure as Prince of Wales and William prioritized his young family first - so he really needs to develop that area of responsibility. Relying exclusively on Earthshot to do that won't be enough; it's a good start, don't get me wrong, and it'll give him a good foundation, but he needs to do more. Frankly, he needs to do a lot more and I hope there's plans for him to start pulling his share once Kate's and Charles's health crises have resolved.

[myfavoriteficss]

Scream Masterlist

This Masterlist includes all of the Scream fan fiction I have reblogged. Enjoy.

Updated: 12/30/2023

Masterpost

1. Tara Carpenter

Written by: @bingwriterxo

the shakespeare exhibit: part 1 - part 2 - drabble 1 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5 - part 6 (18+) - drabble 2 - part 7 - drabble 3 - part 8 - drabble 4 - part 9 - drabble 5

distrust

Written by: @delfiore

The Happiest Girl In The World

Written by: @gyuhji

Forbidden

Written by: @heavenlylie

lover

Written by: @house-of-lovin

(1) over - (2) love language - (3) safety net

protect her

Written by: @jazzyoranges

Harleys in Hawaii

Written by: @junoxans

Under The Mistletoe

Movie Marathon Madness

Anywhere You Go, I'll Follow

Without You

You Saved Me

I Got You

Written by: @kaisacobra

A Little Bird Told Me

Written by: @lesbianpepsi

‘Cause I’m a jealous, jealous, jealous girl: Part I - Part II

Written by: @lonelym00n

The Devil Likes the Pirate: (1) The Devil Likes the Pirate - (2) There’s No One Else I’d Rather Kidnap - (3) Is It Okay to Run When You’re Feeling Weak? - (4) Just Friends - (5) The End - (Epilogue) The Road to Recovery

Written by: @mikavlcs

(1) Shade Astray - (2) Purity Weeps - (3) False Meridian

Written by: @simp4wom3n

The Quiet One: Part I - Part II - Part III - Part IV

Written by: @somekindofpoet

Skin Deep: Part I (18+) - Part II (18+) - Part III (18+) - Part IV (18+) - Part V (18+) 

Spin Me Round (18+) 

Written by: @talesofesther

late night blues

you're all I want love to be

warmth in winter

Written by: @the-oblivious-writer

Let The Light In: (1) Princess Tara - (2) Alamort - (3) Nosy Friends & Conflicting Feelings - (4) Leave That For The Adults - (5) Shit-faced - (6) Knight In Shining Armor

Pretty Girl: (1) Pretty - (2) Betelgeuse, Betelgeuse, Betelgeuse! - (3) Unspoken Words - (4) Honesty & Confessions - (5) A Soggy Picnic

After The Storm: (1) After The Storm - (2) Repeated Mistakes - (O.S) Vigilantes & Branzino - (3) The Police Will Handle It

Touch Tank

Memories

Written by: @tonyspank

Till Death Do Us Part

Written by: @toournextadventure

Movie Night: Part I - Part II - Part III (18+) - Part IV - Drabble I (18+) - Part V - Part VI - Part VII - Part VIII

Bad Dream?: Part I - Part II

Written by: @vioartemis

The one for you

2. Sam Carpenter

Written by: @carpentersghost

Champ of Pain: [One]

Written by: @httplilyyy

Breaking At The Seams

Written by: @laenordeservedbetter

Sweet Nothing

the demon i cling to

Written by: @talesofesther

souls tied, bound to burn: Chapter 1

secrets I held in my heart

constellations

3. Amber Freeman

Written by: @bingwriterxo

a drunken kiss

no strings attached...right?

Written by: @junoxans

Cause And Effect

Beer Runs (18+) 

Written by: @lockettelullaby

Nailed It Baby

Written by: @lonelym00n

Green-Eyed Monster

[giggly-squiggily]

Doodle Boy (Blue Lock)

AND BOOM! We've got ourselves some good ol' Bachisagi! :D I was talking to a dear friend of mine (you know who you are :D) and the next thing I knew- here we are! It's not exactly how we discussed it (honestly it's been so long since we really talked about it I forgot what the original idea was) but I'm proud of it and I think you're gonna like it too!

Cloud 9 (Taglist Peeps):

@myreygn @cupcake-spice13 @chibisstuff @imjusthere07 @riisada

Summary: Bachira has a knack for drawing and doodles away in his notebook. For all his talent in drawing the people around him however- he can never quite capture his boyfriend.

Bachira grew up surrounded by paint.

The smell of acrylics. The faded stains on his mom’s fingers and clothes when she finished up for the day. The endless paintings of monsters and fields alike she created in her studio. Growing up, he loved sitting by as his mom worked, leaning on his soccer ball with wide eyed wonder.

“You know, Meguru. I have extra supplies- why don’t you join me?” She invited him once, warmth in her smile and green splashed across her cheek.

“Really? I can?” He was on his feet in seconds, running over to her as she pulled down an old sketchbook and pencils, all varying shades of the rainbow.

“Of course you can, baby. Come on- let’s draw some pictures.”

~~~

The pack of gel pens seemed to call to him when he looked- glittering in the fluorescent lights of the drug store.

“Hm? What is it?” Rin blinked, raising a brow when Bachira seemed frozen to the spot. “Do you want them?”

“What? Oh- Oh no. Nah, I just…” He looked at them again, brows furrowed. “I don’t…”

“...” Rin looked at him, then at the pens. Then- with a sigh, he walked over, picking up the pack and a pad of paper sitting below. “If you can’t afford them, I’ll pay.”

“Huh? Oh no- I can-”

“And if you can, I’m still paying. You want them, even if you're too stubborn to admit it.” Without looking back, Rin carried on his shopping, grabbing a bag of chips on the way to the cash register.

Bachira stared after him, eyes feeling strangely wet. Then he smiled, shaking his head and following. “I’m gonna draw you extra pwetty, RinRin~”

“Call me that again and I’m keeping the pens.”

~~~

Bachira tapped an ocean blue pen against his cheek, tongue poking out as he looked down at the paper. Isagi looked back at him.

Well- doodled Isagi. He didn’t quite capture the other boy right- the hair looked smooth and glossy, and his features were all in the right places. There was just something so…lifeless about it. The face was there, but there wasn’t any soul behind it.

Surrounding this particular doodle were others- poses of his fellow and former teammates alike. Chigiri, a human lightning bolt, streaks of pink flying behind him as he dashed across the page. Kunigami, standing tall on the Blue Lock building, a cape fluttering behind him as he struck a superman pose. He even drew Nagi, curled up in a gray futon with purple checkered print.

Aryu striking one of his magnificent poses. Tokimitsu’s nervous but kind expression. Rin melting into water. They all came so easily to Bachira, like he could pluck the image of them out of his mind and smooth them on the page.

And yet…

The door slid open. Bachira shoved the notebook beneath the pillow just as Isagi walked in, a towel around his neck. “Man, if there’s one thing I like here, it’s the baths! I feel so…refreshed.” He spoke between a yawn, cracking one of those impossibly blue eyes open to watch Bachira. “You good? You look like a deer in headlights.”

“Isagi~” Bachira schooled his features into a relaxed expression, grinning as he rolled onto his back, securing his notebook beneath the pillow. “Come cuddle with me.”

~~~

Isagi wasn’t one to pry. If he noticed Bachira’s sudden shyness around his notebook, he didn’t say. None of the team seemed to, if the dribbler were being honest. He’d get a few curious looks his way as he scribbled, but no one formally asked what he was working on or for a peek. It was something Bachira appreciated and grew bummed by. There were other pages he was willing to show, just…not these.

Another Isagi. Another frustrating attempt. He just looked so wrong! Every sketch had something amiss; his eyes were dull in this one, his nose was shaped weird in that, his smile was missing that versatility in it all around. It was just…off!

“Bachira, we’re heading out to dinner-” Isagi poked his head in just as Bachira nearly tore the paper out. “Whoa, what are you doing?”

“Huh? Oh!” Panicked, Bachira tried to shove the notebook away, but it was too late. Isagi was already across the room, resting his hands gently over Bachira’s.

“Dude, relax. I’m sure what you drew isn’t-” Isagi looked down and- paused. Staring. Bachira felt his heart rate accelerate as Isagi took in the slightly crumpled paper, eyes following every line and shape and block of color. His face was unreadable, further worsening Bachira’s anxiety.

“I-Isagi…”

“Bachira…these are incredible!” Isagi looked up, eyes shining as he grinned. “I didn’t know you could draw so well!” He looked back down, smoothing out the paper as he took in the doodled version of himself. “Dude- I look so cool! That..sounded kinda vain, huh?” He flipped the page, blinking when he found more of his face. “Oh wow…”

“D-Don’t look at those!” Bachira tossed himself over Isagi’s lap, hiding the notebook under him as his face burned. “They’re all wrong! Every single one!”

“Wrong? What’s wrong with them- I think they’re great.” His boyfriend poked lightly at his back, trying to peek around him. “And I’m not just saying that cause it’s my face.”

Bachira made a soft noise of distress, burying his face in Isagi’s thigh. Isagi frowned, noting the mood. “Bachira? Are you okay? Oh jeez, was this one of those private notebooks? If so, I'm sorry for prying-”

“No, it’s not…it’s not that.” Bachira sounded muffled, but Isagi could make out his words when he leaned down. “They’re terrible, all of them! I can’t draw you!”

“...I mean, I only got a glance but, Bachira, they look good.” Isagi offered gently, playing with the strands of hair along Bachira’s neck. “I don’t understand- how are they terrible?”

“They don’t look right! None of them really look like you!” The strokes seemed to calm him down some, but Bachira still sounded so…sad. “I didn’t want you to see them until I had you down pat, but…I don’t know why- you’re just too perfect!”

“Pfft!” He hadn’t meant to laugh, but Isagi found himself snorting at the word choice. Bachira gave him a mild pout as his boyfriend pressed his free hand over his mouth. “Sorry- sorry; I’m just not used to hearing someone call me that.” He dropped his hand, smile remaining. “But seriously- you don’t need to draw me perfect. The fact you drew me at all is such an honor! It’s perfect as is.”

Bachira didn’t look convinced, turning away and keeping his pout. Isagi reached up, gently poking his shoulder blade. “Bachira.”

“No.” Bachira huffed, pouting more even when he squirmed. “I don’t want it.”

“Do you really mean that?” When Bachira didn’t respond, Isagi poked him again, making him squirm more. “If you don’t want this, roll out of my lap.”

He paused, waiting. Bachira didn’t move.

“Figured.” He teased, switching to gentle clawing, running his hand across Bachira’s shoulder blades. The dribbler twitched in response, starting to smile despite himself. “You love it when I tickle you. Now- I’m not gonna stop until you let me see that notebook of yours!”

“Noohohohohoo! It’s ehehhembaahhaharassing!” Bachira whined, kicking his feet as Isagi carried on his tickly touch. “Iihihiihihiisahahahahgi!”

“Don’t try to lie- I watch you, you know? I see how pouty you get whenever none of us ask about your drawings! You want to show me!” Isagi pressed in, earning a proper bout of laughter from the smaller boy. “You want to show everyone your work!”

“Ahehahhahhaha! Dooohohohohn’t saahhahahy it ohohoohohutloohohohohud!” Despite his protests, he felt his heart do a little skip knowing Isagi was watching him. He tried fighting back, poking at the brunette’s ribs with quick fingers. “Thahahhake thahahaht!”

“AH!” Isagi yelped, nearly falling over. “Oh you’re slick! Come here!” He wrestled him on the bed, tossing the notebook out of the danger zone as he dug a hand into Bachira’s armpit, earning a squeal. “You’re really gonna get it now!”

“EHEHEHEHEHHEHHEHESAGIHIHIHIHIIHII!” Bachira howled, flailing on the bed beneath his boyfriend. Isagi just HAD to go for the spot right along the back of his pits, tickling both them and his dreadful shoulder blades at once! He’s too knowledgeable- Bachira unintentionally awakened a monster. “PLEAHHAHAHHASE IT TIHIIHIHIHCKLES!”

“That’s the point, buddy.” Isagi cooed, leaning in and pressing a loud smooch into Bachira’s cheek. “You gonna keep shitting on your amazing art or am I gonna have to destroy you?”

“AHEHAHAHHAHA! DOOHOOHN’T THRHEHHAHAHTHEN MEHHEHE WITH A GOOHOHOHOD TIME!” Bachira squeaked out, making Isagi guffaw. It wasn’t long before they were both laughing, side by side in the messy bed as they gasped for air between giggle fits. “Yohoohu’re toohoohohoo good at that!” Bachira fake whined, pinching his boyfriend’s side.

“Ehe! I learned from the best.” Isagi smiled at him, eyes soft and warm and god he looked so kissable right now-

“Mmph!” Isagi made a noise of surprise when Bachira leaned in, capturing his lips with his own. It didn’t take long before Isagi returned the favor, melting against him. “What was that for?” He asked when they eventually broke apart.

“Felt like it.” Bachira grinned before his smile dampened, a shadow passing over his eyes. “Do you…really mean it?”

“About? Oh.” Isagi blinked, shaking out of his brain fog. “About your art? Absolutely!” Reaching back, he pulled the notebook over, handing it to Bachira with a patient smile. “You don’t have to show me now- but I do think your work is amazing. There’s so much…you in it, you know? Like- just that one piece alone- that’s what the artsy folks call it right? A piece? Anyway- looking at it, I could feel you in it- like you were using your soul as ink. I know it’s me- but I felt like we were one in that moment.” He smiled a bit awkwardly, scratching his cheek. “That sounded really pretentious now, didn’t it?”

Bachira couldn’t speak. He couldn’t find his voice. His vision suddenly grew very blurry.

“Bachira? Oh my god- I’m so sorry! I meant it in a good way! Please, don’t cry.” Isagi sounded panicked, reaching out and wiping the tears falling down his boyfriend’s face with his thumb. “I’m sorry.”

“N-No, no it’s not-” Bachira sniffed, smiling through the tears. “I’m so happy…I’m just-really, really happy right now.” Isagi’s face relaxed, and he leaned in to kiss Bachira’s wet cheeks. “That means more than you know, Isagi. Thank you.”

Isagi smiled, cheeks warming with pride. He leaned in to kiss him properly before starting to sit up. “We should get dinner before they close the cafeteria. Care to join me?”

Bachira laughed, sitting up and putting his notebook back in its usual place. “I’d love to.” He took Isagi’s outstretched hand, letting himself be pulled up and escorted, hand in hand. “And I love you, Yoichi.”

The other looked back at him, eyes dancing. His smile nearly split his face from how happy he looked. It never failed to take Bachira’s breath away. “I love you too, Meguru.”

Later that night, Bachira finally drew his perfect Isagi- smiling the way he did in that moment.

Thanks for reading!

[the-final-sif]

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

I have 75 total works currently!

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

904,821 total words written!

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Currently only really DSMP, but in the past I've written for bnha, marvel, rise of the guardians, homestuck, transformers and a bunch of other random ones in there.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Before looking, my guess is it'll all be bnha, since some of those are my longer ones and and got pretty popular.

Katsuki Bakugou has No Goddamn Chill (But It's For The Best That He Doesn't) - 26,412 kudos

Lessons Learned - 15,859 kudos

You know that thing where an orchestra swaps instruments, and like, some of them get it right away, but others have no clue what they're doing? This is that but with quirks, two unwilling participants, and also Emotions - 11,774 kudos

The Green Eyed Monster - 7,066 kudos

A Yellow Box, Time, Trust, and A Few Adjustments - 6,579 kudos

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Not usually, I respond sometimes if there's something that catches my attention. but. Uh.

This my inbox filtered by "comments without replies". I do read them all though! Even if I don't mark them as read.

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Uhhhh, for dsmp they aren't too bad but probably A Palimpsest Mind.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

For DSMP again, Mercenary to Mailman

8. Do you get hate on your fic?

Nope, never really had issues with that. I've had a couple of weirdos but not really hate.

9. Do you write smut?

I did it once to prove I could but I didn't find it too interesting. Sometimes ideas can be fun but ever since the one time I found myself just wanting to write something else when I tried.

10. Do you write crossovers?

Nah, it's not my thing.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Yes, very weirdly. Was able to get it taken down though!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I have! Several of my fics have been translated and it was super cool!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic?

I don't think I have? But I've done RP and worked out ideas with people before!

14. What‘s your all-time favorite ship?

Uh, honestly I'm less interested in ships themselves and more the nonsense that you can create with that. Any ship can be my favorite if it serves my purposes.

15. What’s the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Fissile Family tbh. I have so much written for that and it all planned out but my interested in the bnha fandom is currently dead.

16. What’s your writing strengths?

I'm a pretty fast writer overall, and I think I do well with characterization and dialogue. I know that when I get in a flow I can get character voices down pretty well and that's something that I'm proud of. I'm also pretty good with doing my own take on characters that's different from their canon versions but is still verisimilar.

17. What’s your writing weaknesses?

Sometimes I just forget words or switch what sentence I'm writing halfway through and then never catch it. Also I have to actively beat back my own comma abuse.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

It's neat? Unclear what this question is asking me for.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Warrior cats! It was hand written in a binder that I actually still have, about clans in an abandoned shopping mall. It was very silly and I'm still proud of baby me for writing it!

20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?

Seven Year Old Katsuki Has The Ability To Kill A Grown Man And No Concept Of Legality

The formatting on this one was insane and took so long and I'm proud of how it came out!

[liviavanrouge]

Remembered(Malleus POV)

I'm falling from cloud 9

Malleus(2nd Life): *Stares blankly, Cynthia gripping his sleeves*

Cynthia(2nd Life): *Stares silently, standing close to Malleus*

Livia(2nd Life): *Walks up the stairs, a bruise by her lip, her wrists and arms in shackles*

Malleus: Livia for the attempted murder of Cynthia, I'm sentencing you to death.

???: GET OFF ME!!!

Cynthia: *Whips around* Huh...

Sebek(2nd Life): *Reaches towards Livia* YOU CAN'T DO THIS!! NOT TO HER!! SHE'S INNOCENT!!

I'm wide awake

Sebek: LIVIA!! TELL THEM!!!!

Livia: *Stares at Sebek, a guard placing the noose around her neck*

Sebek: *Reaches for her, tears falling down his cheeks* LIVIA!!!

Livia: *Smiles* ..Sebek....

Lilia: *Buries his face into his hands not far from Sebek*

Livia: *Looks away, looking at Malleus* ...You may proceed with the punishment..

Cynthia: *Narrows her eyes at Sebek* Sebek..

Livia: *Smiles at Malleus, tilting her head to the side* You're much happier without me here, Malleus!

Thunder rumbling

Malleus: *Freezes his eyes wide* What-

Cynthia: HANG HER!!

Talon: *Pulls the lever*

Livia: *Looks at Sebek as the platform fell from beneath her feet*

Sebek: NO!!!!

Malleus: DON'T-

Sebek: *Stares with wide eyes, falling to his knees*

Malleus: *Gasps and grips his head, feeling as if it was splitting in two*

Castles crumbling

Livia(4): *Beams at Malleus, her hair turning from white to black as her eyes switched from green to blue* MALLEUS, PAPA SAID I CAN COME!!

Cynthia: *Looks at Livia, her hair turning from black to white, her eyes switching from blue to green*

Malleus: *Smiles, catching her when she leapt for him* Livia...

Cynthia(4): *Stares at them, flinching when Malleus glared at her*

Malleus: *Smiles, setting Livia down* Shall we go, Livia

Livia: *Beams, holding his hand* Yeah!!

I am trying to hold on

Livia(8): *Sits across from Malleus fast asleep, her hair turning from white to black*

Malleus: *Smiles, watching her sleep amused*

Cynthia(8): *Gasps looking at the boat, her hair turning from black to white, her eyes turning from blue to green* AH! THE BOATS TIPPING!

Malleus: *Snatches Livia close to him, startling the girl awake as Cynthia fell out*

Cynthia: *Sputters and coughs, flailing around* H-HELP!!

Livia: CYNTHIA!! *Grabs Cynthia's hands, her eyes wide* H-HOLD ON, I GOT YOU!!

Cynthia: *Cougbs up water as Livia pulled her into the boat*

Livia: CYNTHIA!! ARE YOU ALRIGHT!?

Cynthia: *Looks at Malleus trembling as he glared at her*

God knows that I tried

Malleus: *Watches Livia struggle against the guards* Tomorrow you'll be hung for all to see

Livia(15): *Stares wide eyed stunned as the guards dragged her away, the white washing away revealing her black hair, her eyes switching back to blue*

Cynthia(15): *Grins smugly at Livia, her hair switching from black to white, her eyes switching back to green*

Livia: Please...I DIDN'T DO IT!! MALLEUS!! YOU KNOW I DIDN'T!! MALLEUS!!

Livia: *Lifts her hand as the doors shut* I DIDN'T- MALLEUS!!!

Cynthia: *Sniffles, tears falling*

Malleus: *Turns to Cynthia* It's alright Livia, Cynthia is gone now...

Cynthia: *Smiles* Okay Mal Mal!

Seeing the bright side

Malleus: *Stares as Livia hung there in front of her* Livia...

Cynthia: *Grins at Livia*

Malleus: *Looks sharply at Cynthia* You.

Cynthia: Mal Mal-

Malleus: *Grabs Cynthia by the throat, lifting her off the ground* YOU SWAPPED APPEARANCES WITH HER!!! YOU LITTLE MONSTER!!

Cynthia: *Grips his wrist, her eyes wide* Mal Mal-

Malleus: *Drops her, turning away* Don't call me that...you have no right..

But I'm not blind anymore

Talon: Your majesty-

Malleus: *Points to Livia, floating her over to Sebek*

Sebek: *Holds Livia close, tears falling down his cheeks*

Malleus: Do what you will with her burial..

Malleus: Talon.

Talon: Yes?

Malleus: *Looks at a terrified Cynthia* Her eyes....I don't like them

Talon: *Grabs Cynthia, dragging the screaming girl away*

Cynthia: MAL MAL! WAIT!!

Malleus: *Turns away, his back facing her as it started to rain* ....Livia...

@queen-of-twisted @yukii0nna @zexal-club @something1032727 @kitwasnothere

[carpentergirl]

Raising Flags

Tara Carpenter and Amber Freeman are the newest stars on Woodboro High’s Girl’s Soccer team... When Tara gets hurt, all bets are off

Word Count: 2249

Amber Freeman and Tara Carpenter were a force to be reckoned with on the soccer field. The duo just clicked together so well that not even the best defensive players could stop those two from scoring.

The two girls quickly realized their unreal talent after joining Woodsboro’s Girls’ Soccer team their freshman year and before they knew it they had quickly been moved to the varsity team with the upperclassmen. Their chemistry on the field was electric, the way they so easily played off each was like watching a famous artist paint a masterpiece.

Their friends were always their biggest cheerleaders, literally and figuratively. Chad, Mindy, and Wes were always in the stands with cringy signs and face paint. Eager to cheer on the young team members. The entire first season the crew did not miss a game, the tradition followed into Chad’s football season (even if he spent 90% of it on the bench). They quickly added Liv, a cheerleader to their friend group after she recognized Tara at their summer job and complemented their supportiveness for the not-so-football player.

But now they were sophomores heading into their second season on the varsity soccer team. It was a very important game for the duo and well the whole school. They were of course playing their rivals in the name of school spirit.

Tara and Amber were superstitious when they had big games coming up. It started with a sleepover that Mindy always crashed of course followed by Chad and Liv and eventually Wes. They’d get ready for school together and Amber always ensured that Tara took her medication for her Asthma as she didn’t want the younger girl to literally kill herself on the field. They always had pepperoni pizza for lunch and drank yellow Gatorade before heading to practice.

“So ladies, are we gonna rock it tonight?” Mindy asked as they prepared their backpacks. Each girl wore their royal blue jerseys and Mindy of course wore Tara’s gold away jersey that she had proudly stolen from the girl’s closet Carpenter 03 across her back. Amber would describe it as a serious case of FOMO but Tara loved it.

“That's always the plan Ms. Carpenter.” Tara teased the girl. Eying her own jersey on her best friend’s back and chuckling.

“You don’t wear my jerseys” Chad whined from the other side of the table.

“You’re lucky they even let you wear a jersey.” Mindy snapped back. “Plus you gave Liv your jersey remember.” Chad stood up a little stung from his sister’s comment.

“At least he gave it to someone, you had to steal yours” Amber rolled her eyes.

Mindy loved when the little green monster jumped out of Amber it was almost always directed towards Wes but sometimes she could summon it, like when Tara would allow Mindy to rest her head on her shoulder during movie nights or when she would like in this instance steal some of Tara’s clothes. Mindy liked that side of Amber- she was more relatable when she was snarky. Plus she knew that she had secretly wanted to have been the one who was wearing the extra Carpenter jersey, but how could she when she was wearing her own? Why let the opportunity go to waste?

Mindy was hyper-aware of everyone’s dynamics, she loved to use it to her advantage. She knew Amber has had a crush on Tara since last year. The little green monster first appeared when Wes shared the news of him and Tara beginning a relationship last summer. Amber was less than ecstatic, often making the boy’s life as close to a living hell as possible. So when word that they had broken up earlier this summer got out Mindy knew Amber would waste no time schmoozing her way close to Tara. Now the two were inseparable. Mindy was just waiting for indisputable evidence to bring to her best friend’s attention so that the two can live happily ever after.

…

“9 and 14 switch!” Coach Fox called out to Amber on the field. She threw her hands up rushing over to the bench.  The game was going great, they were winning 3-1. She didn’t understand why she had been benched or why she would separate her from Tara, but with a stern look from her coach, she just sat down, saving her energy for the later part of the game. She sent a daggering look to Liv across the field in her cheerleading uniform just for the heck of it, she needed someone to feel her wrath and clearly, it was not the field nor her coach.

The rest of the group was in the audience cheering the girls on and absolutely being enamored in the sea of blue. Once again they broke into the face paint. Mindy had each girls’ number painted on either cheek and Chad had alternating eye black in the school’s colors. Wes of course opted out but was wearing a homemade shirt that read I’m with #3 that he had made last season but never stopped wearing it when he and the player broke up.

Tara broke through the neutral zone. The small girl took the ball and dribbled her way past a crowd of orange jerseys. The crowd was on their feet. Tara was about to seal the deal of the game and give her team a 3-point lead and a nearly deadly choke hold. The crowd was roaring. She wound up her leg for a kick and just as her foot was about to make contact with the ball she felt forceful hands meet her chest knocking the air out of her. The crowd fell silent as Tara hit the ground backward, her head bouncing upon contact with the ground, and the opposing teammate landed on top of her.

It felt like she was watching it in slow motion Mindy took off out of the stands trying to get to her friend running faster than she ever had before in her life and the rest followed her.

Amber was on her feet the second she saw the orange jersey zone in on Tara and rushed off the bench the second she had made contact with the smaller girl and to the scene the similar slow-motion effect taking over her vision, She grabbed the player who was on off of Tara by the collar of their jersey ripping them to her feet and pushing her back causing the player to stumble. She was seeing red, a rage fired within her and then before she could even register what was happening Amber delivered a punch square in the face that didn’t go unanswered by a teammate.  Eventually, a brawl between both teams broke out before any ref or coach could intervene. Amber at the heart of it threw punches at anyone who tried to get between her and the dick who hit Tara.

Mindy was the first one to Tara’s side; she ran straight through the field and to her motionless friend.

“Tar” She huffed gently, placing her hands on the girl’s shoulder, scared she would hurt her more. She had her back to the brawl trying to protect Tara from the fights behind them.

Whistles were blowing, the crowd was yelling for the refs to make a call on the play, and Chad tried to navigate through the yelling teams to find the one who had thrown the first punch. Removing her from the situation before she got herself into any more trouble, he grabbed Amber holding her arms as she tried to break free from him.

“You want to make a cheap shot then you better be prepared to take one!” Amber yelled at the girl who had tackled Tara. She flailed in the large boy's arms until he basically threw her to the side placing himself in between her and the fight.

“Stop Amber!” He grabbed her shoulders forcing her to plant her feet. “Tara is hurt, you need to stop” He bargained with her and the anger in her eyes faded into a soft one he was unfamiliar with. She stopped fighting against him and dropped her arms. The severity of what happened drew her back to reality. Tara was hurt.

She rushed back towards Tara who was still lying motionless on the field. Wes held her head still as Mindy tried to wake the girl up.

“Tara!” Amber cried falling to her knees next to her. She brushed the loose strands of hair away from the girl's face.

“Come on T, please wake up.” She smoothed the girl's hair. Mindy noticed the tears in the girl’s eyes that threatened to fall, the way it looked like her world was crumbling around her this was definitely indisputable evidence she thought to herself.

“Tara baby please.” Amber whispered. “Please” Amber wiped a small train of blood from Tara’s nose, clearly from impact with the other girl's elbow when they fell. She was disturbingly still. It was honestly terrifying. Moments later the girl's eyes scrunched and she shifted slowly. Amber and Mindy looked at each other as Mindy moved Wes’ hand from the girl. He mumbled something about head injuries in his “mall cop know it all” fashion and Amber pushed him back further making him lose balance and fall on his ass.

Tara’s eyes shot open and quickly closed just as quickly with a groan. She tried opening them again as she tried to sit up. Amber and Mindy quickly pushed her back down, placing a gentle hand on either side of the girl.

“No Tar you need to lie down” Mindy said.

“What happened?’ Tara groaned as she rubbed her temples and kept her eyes shut, the stadium lights burning them.

“Tara, you took a pretty bad hit during the game, we’re waiting for the ambulance.” Liv spoke up, putting her phone back in her pocket. Amber gave the girl a soft thankful look, one that Liv had never even imagined receiving from her.

“No no, the game. I’ve gotta get to the game.'' Tara shook her head sitting up again, a wave of dizziness taking over. This time Amber grabbed her, pulling her into her lap.

“Tara, you're at the game, you got hurt, everything is going to be okay.” She tried to soothe the girl. Mindy gave her a concerned glance.

Tara didn’t remember. Not even something they said a few moments ago.

Tara couldn’t understand what Amver was saying. All she could hear was static ringing and muffled voices. She heard high-pitched whistles that made her head hurt more, oh yeah- her head hurt, how did that happen? Tara didn’t know what was going on. She could barely see anything with these blinding lights and all she knew was she needed to get to the game. She began to panic.

Amber noticed the unevenness of her chest rising and falling as her breathing became labored and hoarse.

“She’s having an asthma attack.” She met Mindy’s eyes, praying she had the girl’s inhaler as she usually would during a game being neither of the girls could keep it and play. Mindy nodded frantically, patting her pockets.

“MINDY NOW.” She yelled startling everyone around her including Tara. Mindy found the inhaler in her hoodie pocket under her jacket and fumbled trying to hand it to Amber.

“Okay baby girl, let’s breathe.” She said Bringing the inhaler to the girl’s lips, Tara’s hands shakily meeting Amber’s.

“Deep breaths, you’re okay.” Amber rubbed her back trying to relax the girl.

“What do we have?” Was the last thing Tara heard before being ushered to the paramedics and into the back of an ambulance.

…

The next time Tara remembered waking up she was home. In the comfort of her own bed. She sat up to look around, instantly regretting it with the dizziness that consumed her. Once she was able to focus she found she had collected quite the crowd in her room. Mandy, Chad, Liv, and Wes all asleep scattered around the floor of her room.

Her heart sank when she didn’t immediately see Amber. She couldn’t remember exactly what happened but she was sure Amber would’ve been here if everyone else was. She went to get out of bed swinging her legs to the edge of her bed.

“Absolutely not.” She heard that voice. The voice she melted to. To be honest it startled her but she automatically relaxed as she heard it again. “You’re staying in bed.”

Amber sat up in the chair that had been moved from her desk to the side of her bed. Tara turned to her. She could see she had been crying tears trails down her cheeks, and she noticed a bruise forming under her eye.

“Amber what happened.” She harshly whispered trying to get to the taller girl who was on the opposite side of the bed. She slowly reached out to examine the injury before her hand was caught by a bruised one.

“Amber.” Tara whispered softly this time.

“What happened?” She took her hand into her own.

Amber got up from the chair and sat on the bed next to Tara. She thought about her words carefully. She laid back gently pulling Tara into her side and stroking a loose piece of hair behind her ear. Honestly Amber couldn’t even remember what happened. It was like she blacked out on all the details but she knew one thing: “Let’s just say we’re both benched for a month.”