#amara sure does

[redo-rewind-if]

To give you some context, let's just say Amara really likes customizing her equipment lol.

[godsprettiestprincess]

Amara has a giant old house with a massive dusty library and secret passages and a dinosaur skeleton in the foyer. Jack loves it there

[keithal]

in the good supernatural that lives in my head amara is released from wherever chuck locked her away and she and dean aren't forced against their wills to be attracted to one another romantically. that said, they are still bonded together by the fact that they have that prisoner/savior relationship and shared the mark of cain. instead she looks at chuck who she realizes never loved her and then to dean, who loves his brother to a frankly concerning degree, and says "that's what i want." and so she replaces chuck with dean as her brother <3 this goes absolutely terribly

[spiritofjustice]

i love Turnabout Revolution but it is a convoluted mess. i still barely understand what the fuck happened

[thehighladywrites]

— “Do you eat pussy like that?”

☀︎ — pairing: nerd/tutor azriel x bimbo/ditzy reader

☀︎ — summary: you’re ovulating, insanely horny and thinking about putting your hands down his pants in the middle of the cafeteria

☀︎ — warnings: smut, nsfw, public display of affection, Azriel is a little stern, like a tiny bit, pussy eating, riding, ovulation

☀︎ — amara’s note: this was so fun to write, i love freaky bimbo reader, she’s so fun. also very realistic bc i too would wanna put my hands in azriel’s pants. and don’t mind the fact that this is complete nonsense. idk wtf is happening💗

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You should’ve known azriel was an eater.

Whenever he ate, he did it like he was out of breath, inhaling his food and munching on it. He did this thing where he’d lean over his plate, shuffle food into his mouth, head tilting a little to the left, eyes closed and everything. It reminded you of the way he tilted his head when he kissed you.

He ate with such need and energy that you couldn’t help the dirty thoughts in your little brain. But it’s not even your fault, it’s his. Who the hell eats like he does?

You can't help but giggle whenever you watch Azriel eat, finding it very cute that he devours his food. It’s like, he really loves his meals, you know?

But then you remembered last night when you jumped on him while he was working on his computer. He looked so cute and focused, but his hands... so fucking hot, they looked so good. Like, seriously, how can hands be so attractive? Maybe it was the ring, maybe it was the bracelet or maybe it was because you wanted to gag on them.

You knew you were ovulating, it was no surprise. You basically turn into a succubus, hellbent on getting slutted and fucked. Azriel is there, so naturally you want him to take care of it.

I mean, who else could help you? Getting off yourself is so much work and doesn’t feel nearly as good as when he does it.

“Azzie, i missed you sosososooo much!!” you strolled towards him with a massive smile. Azriel turned around at the sound of your pink, fluffy heels klicking against the cafeteria floor.

He gave you the kindest smile as you approached him, lifting his arm so you have room to lean against him. You had different classes in the morning, so you met him for lunch. you sit next to him, scooting as close as you can. If you could, you’d sit on top of him but you were in the cafeteria so you had to settle for leaning with your face nuzzled against his neck.

There he was, eating like he always did. But today, you couldn’t stop your thoughts. He was eating too good. You wanted to tell him, so you did.

“Hi, my sweet girl. I hope you had a good lecture. What do you want to do after classes?”

You sighed. You were dangerously horny, it was a miracle you didn’t put your hand down his pant, honestly.

“Hmm, I wanna be fingered, i want my pussy ate then i wanna be fucked for hours, pretty please?” you mumbled against his neck, kissing and licking a stripe.

Azriel started coughing, nearly choking on his food.

“And, uh, another thing. D’ya eat pussy like that?” you asked with hope, a french tip pointing to his plate.

“Oh my god, uh — okay, so, baby, you — you can’t just say stuff like that in public, okay?” he exclaimed, his cheeks flushing as he glanced around nervously.

“Why not? I want my boyfriend, there's no shame in it!” you declared, pursing your glossed lips, with your hands folded over your half-exposed tits.

Azriel nervously glanced around as you put a leg over his thigh. “Please help me, i’ll totally die if you don’t.”

“Okay, sure, but why are you so — um, frisky?" Azriel asked, his voice tinged with curiosity and a hint of nervousness. A nervousness that increased as you pressed your tits against him.

“I don’t know what that means.” You replied, tilting your head slightly in confusion, your ditzy demeanor showing through.

“Um, sexually charged,” Azriel tried to explain, his hands moving mid-air in an attempt to convey his meaning.

“I’m ovulating, Azzie. aka i need you inside, like right in this moment — like in this second, now.” your nail tapped quickly against the dining hall’s table, a sign of your impatience. “Please stop talking nonsense, i don’t know about sexually charged, m’just horny.”

“Right, right. I read about that. Okay, let’s go. Do you want my dorm or your apartment?” Azriel questioned as he stood up, lifting you from the bench.

That little move of him lifting you without hesitation or struggle made your jaw drop. Your hands automatically moved towards his belt, and a sweet expression crossed your face as you stared up at him, completely flustered.

“Yours.”

Azriel stopped you before you could bend down and blow him infront of people. He led you by the hand, your thoughts completely cleared, except for one thought.

You were SO gonna get it.

—

He’s so gentle. The way the flat of his tongue drags between your folds is ungodly to stay the least, the lewd squelching of his tongue flicking your glistening, throbbing clit.

“You okay? Holy shit you weren’t lying, you’re incredibly wet,” his fingers come to touch you, almost slipping in with no difficulty.

“mm-yeah, m’so good. J’st keep your mouth riiiight there,” you hummed, dragging his head back as you shifted his head a little to the left. He inserted one finger, then added another before curling them, just like he was taught.

You felt his tongue press against your clit at the same time, your hands gripping his shoulders in order to not writhe away.

“ ‘s really s-sensitive, ‘nd it feels so, so good, az.” He flushes, cheeks reddened at your sweet, whines and moans.

“so sweet.. you’re so sweet, baby.” he doesn’t stop when he speaks. instead, he continues to lap at your cunt, his face evidently beginning to get wet from the mix of your slick and his saliva.

It’s so messy, but he’s loving every second of it even when your juices wet his chin and entire mouth. You’re so close to sliding off his bed with the way you’re writhing away. But it’s like you have to! If he keeps his work up, you’ll cum all over his face in seconds.

“Stop tryna run away, you haven’t even finished yet.” He drags you closer to him by your thighs as he locks his arm around your legs.

“A—azzie! s-slow down, ‘m gon-gonna cum too quick if you keep goin’.”

He doesn’t slow down, and he definitely doesn’t stop. Instead you feel his tongue lap your cunt as he sneakily bring his hand up to your clit rubbing it softly.

When you cum, he just moves you on top of him with no warning. You had been begging to ride, whining about how you’d feel fuller if you were on top. As much as Azriel loves you, your whining was making him wanna check you.

“There. Now will you be good and ride? Hm?” He squeezes your waist as you put your hands on his toned stomach with a smile.

“Mm-hm, I’ll ride.”

Azriel is left damn near paralyzed after. He is sweating, trembling, dying.

You on the other hand couldn’t possibly be more content. He had given you a good dicking :)

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[slytherinshua]

SCOUPS WITH AN OLDEST CHILD S/O

genre. comfort. headcanons. warnings. this is honestly so messy, not rly sure how well it flows or how good it is so sry abt that. mention of burnout, academic stress, self doubt, etc. pairing. scoups x reader. wc. 548. request. requested by 🌱 anon a/n. even though i'm the youngest i kind of relate to a lot of these especially academic ones :( to everyone who feels this way not just oldest children, know that you're all doing amazing and i'm so proud of you just for being you, you don't have to be perfect all the time, and your achievements don't reflect how valuable you are as a person

as the oldest in Seventeen himself, Seungcheol would probably be all too used to the stress and pressure of setting an example and living up to people’s expectation

especially since he’s also the leader and has to represent Seventeen to the public, he deals with his own share of pressure

he hates that you have to feel that way too, but he would be the best person you could ever ask for to help with it

he knows that some days you just need extra kisses and cuddles and encouragement

he knows that even just him saying that he’s proud of you is enough

he doesn’t need to be over the top, he just needs to be there for you

he’ll especially try to do extra small things for you

“grades don’t define your self worth”

he’s repeated that so many times to you that now it’s constantly circling in your head

and it’s been so helpful for you to give yourself a little bit of grace

of course it doesn’t always work— some days are just shit and it feels like everyone in the world is disappointed in you and that no matter how hard you try, it’ll never be enough for them

sometimes it even feels like Seungcheol himself is also disappointed in you

when you tell him, he washes the thought away so quickly, it’s almost as if it was never there to begin with

he’s always proud of you, no matter how much you do in a day

instead of looking at your achievements— your grades and projects and work— he looks at your every day life

he’s proud of you when you wake up in the morning and shower

he’s proud when you eat 3 meals a day and actually get dressed enough to feel pretty

he’s proud when you do the things he knows are so hard but so necessary

Seungcheol is always so observant as well

he can tell immediately when you get uncomfortable around your family or friends

he knows when you feel like they’re judging you

and he’ll make up an excuse to take you home every time

even just an reassuring smile from across the room from him can allow you to breathe and relax

when it comes to studying when you absolutely cannot take breaks even if you want to, Seungcheol will make sure to be right by your side as much as he can

one thing he’s best at is being able to make you laugh even when you’re stressed

sometimes Seungcheol doesn’t think that he does that much to help

he’s sure that he could do so much more and he would in an instant if you needed it

but he already does so much more than any other person you’ve ever had in your life

the smiles, the laughter, the encouragement, the closeness, the comfort, the stability

he’s relentless at times when it comes to you taking care of yourself (depriving you of kisses is his best method for making you take care of yourself) but it’s exactly what you need and you couldn’t be more thankful to him for it

Seungcheol slowly but surely did everything that no one else had been able to do in the past: he made everything feel okay

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[obxsprincess]

MIGUEL OHARA!BESTFRIENDS DAD AU

warnings for age gap, and taboo concepts

you were attending collage with your bestfriend, amara mae. you’d known her since high school — both of you giggling and kicking your feet when some certain boys texted you two late at night. and buying shit loads of icecream when the same assholes broke your candy sweet hearts. but you always had eachother

but you never actually met maes dad, sure, you heard him on the phone now and again — but amara was secretive over her home life, especially when her parents got a divorce. you never pried, only ever provided a comforting ear when she ranted on. and of course you couldn’t blame her, divorce was tough, especially with two parents who already hated each other

infact, that’s the reason you found yourself agreeing to her supportive proposition — amara was able to get through the hardships of parent divorce, but you were just at the beginning of it. two parents, non stop yelling, and a life to finally live… you needed to get out of there.

so before you knew it, you were pulling your-far-to-heavy luggage through her door. you two were going to the same collage anyways, so living with her was pretty reasonable. but you were grateful nonetheless — your usual delicate grin curling on your lips as you glanced at mae behind you, dramatically panting because ‘you brought so god damn much!’

you were about to stick your tongue out at her when a deep, sultry voice startled you “language mae” — head wiping back as you eyes met… his. and immediately, your pretty head began to spin. his eyes were deep brown like coffee, yet brimmed in a golden honeyed hue. his skin was lighter, yet equally as sun kissed. adorned with a stern set jaw and dark subtle. his frame was sinfully glorious. so tall, so bulky, covered in rippling muscle you were sure he could lift a car. mr. o’hara

he was so handsome, so insanely built that you almost flinched when he reached his hand out, and you almost missed the tug of his lips when your eyelashes fluttered up to meet his eyes — his whole presence radiated charm, but you tried to hide your gape as your pink manicured hand found his, which was so large.

you let out a surprised squeak as he pulled you into his incredible frame — obviously just trying to be nice “good to finally meet you, estimado, finally getting to meet my daughters bestfriend” glancing at amara who was too focused on your luggage to notice the way his whole body enveloped yours — his giant hands positioned on your lower back, lingering for a tauting mere moment before he leaned down to your wide-eyed level. “and your even lovelier than I imagined, cariño” you felt the flustered heat that creeped to your face — charming smirk playing on his face in return.

you nodded a dumb answer as he released you from his embrace.. god, why did you feel so dizzy?

and why did he have to be so handsome? before you knew it amara was dragging you up the stairs — excited to show you god knows what as your sweet eyes glance behind you. “thank you for letting me stay with you both, mr. o’hara” you babbled as if you were the most innocent thing to ever live

“please, call me miguel” you swore his eyes sweeped over your body, and you were like a doe caught in headlights. but you had to stay that ditsily dizzy — because your tummy flustered at his attention, and oh god, this couldn’t be good

but you were still your bubbly, innocent self — so you flashed the most attractive male you ever met a sweet grin, and hustled upstairs. this was your bestfriends dad for petes sake ! this was going to be an interesting year…

[novalizinpeace]

What do they do in their free time? Well, I mean their daily life.

The fact that Nell loves to fall into self-flagellation and get drunk is a no brainer. But he does something besides that.

Or Nicole - she not only sits and reads books and drinks coffee all day long.

I think you understand what I mean.

They day by day activities are something i had for another post, but since you mentioned Nell getting drunk, i would like to leave something clear.

Nell doesn't actually like to drink.

tw: Past trauma, abusive household and use of alcohol from a young age implied

All the killer team tried the fermented lemonade first (they were the ones to open one of the machines) and there was mixed reactions:

-Callem was the one that could drink the most without getting drunk, and while drunk he just keep laughing and then falling asleep, so he's kind of the good drunk type (funny thing if we think how hothead he's when sober).

-Charlie didn't like the taste (too sweet for him), but his curiosity in the situation make him push himself to drink till get drunk to see how could it affect him. The results? He got shitface and sleep for 3 whole days, Alba was almost sure he was comatosed, but he said that ''probably his body didn't like the sugar''

-Amara couldn't stand even 1 can before puking all out, after that she considered it the devil's drink.

And then we get Nell, that the moment he tried it he feels... familiar. He knew this taste, but couldn't remember from where. He didn't share this thought with the team and decided to not drink more 'cause the familiar feel wasn't exactly making him feel good, but later share it with Alba.

That's why Callem was surprised to see him drink himself till drunk, 'cause he hadn't even show a like to the lemonade before.

After that Alba remembered that in Nell's file it said that he came from a abusive household with addictions problems, so she put 1 +1 together and thought that probably Nell had to live in a place were someone used to drink when in bad moods, and even probably drink it himself at one moment (something bad if we remember that Nell got to playcare when he as around 10/11 y/o), so that's why Nell knew the taste and also why he looked for the lemonade when he was feeling down.

Alba keep this info for herself, but decide to tell the rest of the team to dispose of the limonade in the bathrooms, using what happens to Charlie and Amara as a excuse, but in reality she knew she wasn't prepared to deal with Nell spiraling into a posible addiction due his emotional problems, so she had to be safe for everybody.

[cvpiddszn]

𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐞𝐬 | 𝐣.𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬

a/n: first time writing on tumblr, just needed some angst. it's an au that i made, sorry if the names are confusing. might make a part two.

summary: birdie is tired of feeling like jack doesn't love her anymore

warnings: babies, swearing, angst, a whole lot of frustration

word count: 2.7k

series: part one, part two, part three

I never thought that after five years I would’ve gotten into a routine with my children but with time, I did. I loved my two boys but with our newer arrival; Amara Lane Hughes, being born in the summer didn’t have all the perks. Sure it meant that Jack was around for her birth and there to help me but it also meant that Amara became more codependent on her father being there every waking moment.

It seemed only a minute ago –it had been two hours– that I had put down the little hothead. She was falling asleep in my arms after crying out. It was clear that she missed her father. Sometimes I wished that Jack had just left the girl alone, but he always caved desperate to hold the little girl. He refused to let her sleep in her crib, setting her in between us late at night when I was only too exhausted to argue. I often wondered if our spark was gone, that we didn’t have any of our youth left and with Jack constantly with our baby, there was never a second alone for us. Kisses on the cheek and small praises were all that were exchanged between us.

I knew that it was wrong to feel this way. Especially when I knew that I loved Amara with my entire heart. I should be thankful that I have a husband that loves their kids so much but some part of me was selfish. I just wanted a minute with my husband, but it seemed that when he was home and when it was time for the little girl's nap, Daddy always tucked her into our large bed and fell asleep with her.

The loud cry from my daughter’s room snapped me from my daze. I blinked at the screen, Jack’s hockey team’s highlights playing on the screen. I pushed myself from the couch, the twins; Lowen and Lake, sitting on the other end of the couch happily watching their father’s game highlights, pointing at the people they knew. 

I flipped the lights of Amara’s bedroom on, I knew that the little girl preferred our bed now, after too many times that Jack took her in there. It didn’t help that I had just finished breastfeeding, resorting to formula now. Amara was not okay with the change in her life. I picked up the girl whose eyes adjusted to the brightness, realizing that it was her mother rather than her father, she instantly began to cry.

I bounced her softly, cooing in hopes that it would calm her but she continued to cry, “Sh, Mara. It’s okay, Daddy’ll be back tomorrow. How does that sound?” I spoke quietly, admiring her blue eyes much like J’s. At the mention of her father, the girl’s eyes frantically looked around searching for her protector upon realizing that he wasn’t there she cried louder.

I hoped that at the sight of her brothers, she calmed, so I took her into the living room settling on the couch. Lake perked his head up at his little sister, settling beside his little sister and I but the little girl only whined further. The little girl’s head snapped at the sound of her father’s voice, she perked up towards the TV, showing an post-game interview. A gurgling noise came from her as her smile came shining through. Amara’s other hand –that was not gripping onto my finger– made a grabby motion at the TV. 

“Do you boys mind finding me your sister’s soother? I think it might be in Daddy and I’s room on the bedside table.” I asked, to which Lake and Lowen both nodded being the angel children they were. I couldn’t remember a time that they never listened to me, being momma’s boys all the way. I was beginning to miss that stage when my babies needed me and didn’t cry constantly. They were good babies. Upon the boys' leave, Amara only cried harder, the echoing sound beginning to hurt my ears. “I’m so sorry, sweetheart. I wish your dad was here too,” I began to speak, feeling the knot at the back of my throat, “You should be lucky, Mara. Daddy loves you so much. If he could steal the world for you, he’d do it.”

Tears of frustration began to fall as my daughter threw her hands out in a tantrum, I laid her back against my thighs, and the girl squirmed from side to side unsatisfied with how everything was going. I attempted to keep my voice light, but with tears continuing to fall I couldn’t help but feel my heart get lodged into my throat, “I don’t know how to make it stop, sweetheart. You’re probably just tired.” It wasn’t a lie, she hadn’t gotten much sleep in her bed which she had never gotten used to, but it was always me who had never gotten any sleep.

Lake stopped in front of me, noticing my sadness, he frowned. “Don’t cry, Mommy.” He said, his thumb coming forth to wipe away the tears falling. With the pacifier in his hand, he placed it into Amara’s mouth, whose crying began to stop. Lake crawled in beside me placing a pillow under his arm patting it softly and I took his hint. Passing Amara over to her older brother who had this gentle look in his eyes as he stared at the infant.

All the while, Lowen Hughes had gotten ahold of my phone, calling his father immediately. Pressing the phone over his ear, to listen to the ring. It wasn’t unusual that Lowen called his father, they made sure to check in on each other constantly, talking to their father through my text messages or calls. 

“Hey, Bird I’m kind of busy right now. So I’ll need to call you back. Later tonight with the boys-”

“Dad?” Lowen asked gently making sure to keep his voice down to that I wouldn’t hear. The last thing he needed was to get in trouble for calling Dad while he was working.

There was a silent pause for a moment, one filled with confusion on the other end. “Hey, bud. What’re you doing with your mom’s phone?” A door shut on the other side, for privacy.

“Lake said that he saw mom crying with baby Amara,” Lowen stated quietly, he peered out the door checking to see the three of them were still occupied. “Mara is giving Mom a hard time. When do you get back?”

“I get back tomorrow morning, bud. I’ll be there when you wake up. Do you want to hand the phone to Mom?” At his father’s question, Lowen nodded, not realizing that his father couldn’t see him. The younger boy walked out into the living room, holding my phone out to me. I raised my brow in question and he mouthed back “Dad”.

With Lake and now, Lowen, being preoccupied with their little sister that was sleeping soundly in Lake’s arms. “Hey,” I spoke into the phone, my voice soft as a small smile finally graced my face, warmth filling my body at the thought of Jack calling me to check up on her.

“Lo called,” my heart dropped, “How’s my girl doing?” Jack’s voice was a comfort to hear, better than the screaming cries of our daughter on the couch. 

The warmth was back, “Good, she misses you,” I spoke, clearly talking about myself as I kept hushed over the phone like it was a secret that I couldn’t share with anyone else, certain that Amara would scream in jealousy at me getting to talk to her father.

“Really? Lo said she was giving you a hard time. I’ll be home soon, babe.” The tears began to well up in my eyes again as I crouched into the corner, away from the sight of my children but my eyes were always trained on them. I had truly thought that he meant me. It was an honest mistake. I felt so fucking stupid and selfish thinking that I deserved more effort from my husband. This was the life that I had wanted.

My hand covered my sobs over my mouth, letting out a half hum of a reply. Everything was tuned out as I could hear the beeping of the other line completely missing everything that my husband was blabbering on about. Too focused on trying to slow my heart rate and compose herself for my children.

Through blurry tears, my finger hovered over the contact before pressing it, listening to the rings go through one after the other. The one person I knew would be there in a second without hesitance. Her best friend. And she would be sure to call Isla right after, knowing that she would want to know exactly what happened, though I didn’t need a mediator right now, I needed comfort that I was right to know that it was okay for me to feel like this rather than having to talk to my husband about it.

“Hey, Bird! Did you see that picture I sent you? Holls is a little troublemaker just like her father is.” Kiera cooed softly at her child, but I couldn’t hold it in, I sobbed into the phone curling my hands before pushing my nails deeply into my palms like I did when I was younger. “Oh my god, Bird! Are you okay? Fuck, I’m coming over, bringing Holls with me. You’re telling me everything!”

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Holland and Amara were sleeping soundly upstairs. Kiera used one of the twins’ old cribs for Holland. Amara was quiet most of the time, having her Aunt Kiera set her into her bed while I cuddled up to Holland who was rather fond of me. Kiera soon took up her daughter –who had fallen asleep in her my arms– into a crib. 

The brunette let me lean my head against her chest, listening to her heartbeat. The twins put on some movie that they liked but eventually, it was going to be their bedtime too. “I swear, babies like everyone but the person that birthed them.” The brunette commented, her hand running through my hair in a soothing manner that I was sure could have me falling asleep in a few seconds.

“I don’t know how you do it, Kie.” I sighed, my body comforted in warmth between her sister and a blanket that my boys had placed on us. 

Kiera just laughed, “Bird, you’ve got two amazing boys. And they’re twins by the way! With Amara, you’ve got three kids to take care of you. One isn’t even a year old yet! You’re doing great, Bird.” She kissed the top of my head letting me be lulled to sleep. “I’ll put the boys to sleep, Bird. It’s okay. I’ve got you.” Her arms tightened around me, squeezing me every once in a while to let me know that she was always there and when I could hear hushed whispers and small steps on the floor I finally calmed to sleep. The first time that I had in three days.

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"You listen here Jack Hughes,” Kiera Finch’s finger pushed against her brother-in-law’s chest, “I’m taking your three children sometime this week. You are going to take out your wife, and show her that you still love her.” She spoke quietly, looking rather intimidating as baby Holland was placed onto her hip.

Nico kissed his wife on the cheek to which she smiled softly, patting his cheek gently before he grabbed onto the diaper bag pulling it up onto his shoulder. “Let’s go, firecracker.” He joked, beginning to poke Holland’s sides to which she giggled, hands reaching out towards her father.

Kie hummed, snapping her head back as she glared at Jack. “Understand? I’ll text you the details and when you will be doing it. Don’t screw this up, Hughes.” Despite his confusion at his sister-in-law’s speech and rather harsh scolding, he nodded along wishing nothing more than to curl up with his baby girl.

When the door shut, Jack smiled at the smell of his home knowing that his wife would be asleep in their bed. He decided that he didn’t want to wake her up, he would take some weight off her chest, get the two boys ready for school and little Amara up from her sleep. 

He learned that he shouldn’t question when Kiera Hischier came over to their house, though he at least thought that she would’ve stopped with the nine-month-old but she never did. No matter how young the baby was or how tired they were Kiera always made time to see her big sister. Sometimes they even had Flora and Wren –Flora's step-daughter– come over with them. Wren was good with the younger girls, and it wasn’t a surprise when Bird told Jack that Wren had asked Flora when she and Dawson were going to have a kid.

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I didn't sleep as long as I wanted to. If I could’ve stayed asleep in a coma, I would’ve, but the overwhelming smell of bacon filled the room. I realized that early on during my pregnancy with Amara, I hated the smell of bacon, the sad reality was that it turns out that it was something that never ended after she was born. Which was extremely upsetting because I really loved bacon.

After getting ready, I walked into the kitchen. Smiling at my children, Lo and Lake sat at the table chowing down their pancakes. Their appetites were quite large for five-year-olds but it wasn’t something unusual. Ellen said that J’s eating habits were the same as a kids.

“Babe, you’re up! I thought I’d let you sleep in a bit.” Jack’s voice made me jump. I knew that he was supposed to be back but something in my mind had pushed it back. As he leaned forward for a kiss, I turned my face allowing him to kiss my cheek. No ‘I missed you’ or ‘I love yous’ from either of us, a tension filling the room.

I ignored my husband, kissing my boys on their heads. Smiling at Amara who giggled softly, in a much better mood with her father home now. Pressing a kiss to her head, I ran a hand over her head feeling the amount of hair. There was quite a bit, especially for so young but I loved her regardless, certain that she picked it up from my younger sister; Flora, who had a full head of blonde hair practically as soon as she was born. 

The two boys placed their dishes into the sink, grabbing their lunches that had been packed the day before. The three of us had a routine down by the start of October with Jack’s morning skates. Normally they consisted of Amara tagging along with us but I assumed that Jack wanted the little girl to himself for a while. Getting in their constant father-daughter bonding time.

I grabbed my phone off the charger, seeing the missed call from last night. I could the van door slam shut outside. “Shit, sorry I missed your call.” I frowned, shoving the phone into the back pocket of my jeans. At the sudden grasp on my waist, I gasped, steadying myself by holding onto Jack’s shoulders.

“We should do something today. You, Amara, and I? What do you say, Mama?” His charming smile almost made me want to say yes. To spend the entire day together, hoping that the hole that was in my heart filled with borrowed time. A sudden whine interrupted Jack from saying anything more, he sighed leaning his head onto my shoulder.

“Your girl is calling you,” I teased, and I know that I shouldn’t have made the dig. It was our baby. It was my baby. It felt wrong that I felt so jealous of something so small, something so big in our life, something I knew might’ve happened. I didn’t have a right to feel like this, it wasn’t right to feel like this. “I’ve got errands to run today. Maybe some other time?” 

“Yeah, okay.” It wasn’t my fault that I didn’t see the sadness on his face, our daughter squealing in anger needing some sort of attention from her father, but Jack couldn’t even stay focused watching me, his wife, walk out of the house like there was nothing wrong when we both knew deep down that something was so very wrong.

[scoobydoodean]

ok so I deeply love and respect your thoughts on supernatural because the majority of them line up with what I've been thinking for years but you said something the other day that I keep turning over in my brain and it was something along the lines of carver liking dean more than sam - I know you're in the middle of rewatching s4 but I would love to hear you expound on that (if you have time) because I remember being in the fandom while carvernatural was airing and it was pretty much when the deangirl exodus started. in fact I think people tore into him worse than dabb even 😭

feel free to hold onto this until later when you start the carver seasons if you wish :)

<3 I'll go ahead and answer this one, because it's more of a "broad strokes" thing for me, and I've been rewatching very slowly (on purpose) so that could be a very long wait.

This is so funny because I can just picture Sam fans reading it and turning red and their blood boiling with the fire of a thousand suns but the TL;DR is that season 8-11 (Carver era) broad strokes to me are:

Sam sucks and is a worse brother and person than Dean.

Sam spends the first two seasons of Carver's run thinking he's a better person than Dean anyway and then the second two knowing he sucks, deciding to embrace his moral flexibility to keep Dean alive no matter the cost, and trying to mend things.

Dean is circled by many potential suitors who also in a sense represent Sam replacements because Sam sucks: Benny, Cas, Crowley, and Amara.

Dean knows that Sam sucks and part of him wants to get tf away from him very badly but another part of him feels guilty for wanting that. Family is suffering. Family is a chain around your neck keeping you tied to them via guilt. (Demon Dean represents the desire for escape, as does Amara).

Everybody wants to be with Dean, be Dean, and/or be loved by Dean. Dean is love. Dean is the world. Dean is the reason for existing. Everybody is lovesick about him. Sam is just there.

Sam needs to stop blaming Dean for so many things and learn to own his own choices.

That was fun to write down.

Longer commentary/explanation below the cut.

Season 8 (Carver's first season) literally begins with a Sam character assassination. It begins with us learning that Sam knowingly left Kevin to spend the rest of his life kidnapped and tortured without even telling a soul what happened to him. Not only did he abandon Dean and Cas as well but he didn't even look for them, and refuses to give a satisfying answer as to why.

Season 8 Sam's abandonment as distinct from previous behavior

I have had people this year who I love and respect tell me they don't view this as a character assassination and say they believe this is in character for Sam. I simply do not agree with that. I talk about this as it relates to Kevin here.

Sam has displayed selfishness and a big ego at many points in the series up to season 8. He's told a lot of lies (sometimes to the point of gaslighting), he's gone behind Dean's back to do things that affect Dean's life, he's taken traumatic experiences Dean opened up to him about and ultimately harmed Dean with them, he's shown resentments and anger, he's displayed jealousy, he's displayed a sense of superiority. He has never abandoned his brother to die without even trying. The Sam of season 3 would eviscerate season 8 Sam for this.

Sometimes Sam says and does things he shouldn't, but his crimes do not include "abandoning Dean to die without even looking for him" up to season 8. Many of his crimes happen at least partly because he really really doesn't want Dean to die or is desperate to save his life. He lets go of his anger at John and returns to make sure Dean is safe in 1.11. He refuses to give up and finds a way to save Dean in 1.12. In 1.22, he's willing to put John's life at risk for revenge, but in 2.01 he gets into an outright screaming match with John in the hospital under the belief that John's prioritizing the demon over Dean. Sam spends all of season 3 raging and angst-ing about not being able to save Dean to the point of considering and doing some shady as hell things/abandoning some of his more stalwart moral stances (3.05, 3.11, 3.15, 3.16). Dean's death and later, the desire to secure his safety/future, is one of the catalysts for Sam's descent into drinking demon blood (3.09, 3.16, 4.04, 4.09, 4.12). When he dies in "Swan Song", he urges Dean to pursue a normal, safe, life because he knows that at that point in time, Dean wants to get out but has always felt trapped (2.09, 2.10, 2.20, 3.01, 4.12, 4.16). Even Soulless Sam (who isn't the same as regular Sam) tried to look for Dean in 6.09 "Clap Your Hands If You Believe"—it was simply that when leads for the night dried up, he hooked up with someone because he had nothing more to go on and in soulless Sam's head that was the reasonable thing to do. But soulless Sam also certainly isn't representative of the real Sam—the fact that he doesn't care as much is supposed to point us to differences between him and regular Sam. Season 8 opens with Sam abandoning Dean in a context that makes him arguably worse than his soulless self.

(I talk about why Sam actually abandons everyone in season 8 in a very long post here).

Season 8 and 9 more broadly

So Carver has Sam abandon Dean to die without even trying. Then he has Sam refuse to give any kind of actually reasonable explanation that makes sense to anyone who was paying attention. Then he has Sam say that he's going to leave the life and Dean needs to get over it and accept that Sam's new life will not include contact with Dean (just like his life at Stanford didn't). While saying he's going to leave, he still wants to exert control over Dean's relationships and leverages the threat of leaving (as if he were going to stay) to get Dean to shut up about Sam abandoning him and then again to try and get Dean to cut ties with Benny. He wants to kill Benny before knowing a single thing about him. He assigns someone (Martin) who he knows is mentally unstable and has a more black and white perception of monsters to track Benny and gets Martin killed. He watches Martin knock Dean unconscious and chain him up in a room and doesn't stop it because he wants Benny dead that bad, but then has the audacity to act as if Dean sending him a fake text is worse than Sam literally chaining him up in a room to prevent Sam from killing an innocent person (someone Sam would normally—btw—defend based on episodes like 2.03 and 4.04 or even a few episodes ago with Kate in "Bitten"). He tells Amelia he wants to fight for their relationship then the moment Dan says they should leave the choice to Amelia, he leaves so that it becomes his choice, and then he returns for one episode just to be a homewrecker. He insists on doing The Trials while promising to survive them and giving a big speech about how he's going to save Dean from his own suicidal ideation and then drops the promise as if it never existed two episodes later. Sam loses confidence in himself to complete The Trials and then acts like Dean is the one who doesn't believe in him because Dean is caring for him and insisting he rest and this is an unforgivable offense. At the end of the season, he basically says he's going to commit suicide because Dean has friends besides him. He acts as if he deserves to be Dean's most trusted confidant after an entire season of him being an absolutely fucking terrible brother and acts like Dean is just a big meanie whose feelings are irrational.

After all of this, he has the audacity, in season 9, to suggest that Dean is a bad person who can't stand the thought of being alone. He tells Dean he's the worst person ever and they can only be work partners from now on because Dean is so so bad and evil for stopping him from committing suicide and then not telling him about Gadreel. At the end of the season he admits this was a lie. He just wanted to punish Dean (9.23).

I can see how—if you were watching live at the time (I started watching when season 11 was airing) you'd lose hope. You'd quit the show over all of this, because it seems to go on forever. It's like torture. I would drop kick season 8 Sam into a pit full of lava without hesitation so I get it. If I believed that Carver was actually saying "Yes so true Dean is The Worst™️ and Sam is morally superior <3" for two seasons straight I'd quit the show too. But that isn't what he's saying. We're supposed to read between the lines and realize how unbelievably full of shit Sam is—how deeply selfish and hypocritical he's being. How yes—Dean has made mistakes—but Sam is NOT a better person than him and has gotten away with some absolutely rancid garbage. And season 10 and 11 go on to beat you over the head with it if you didn't get it the first time.

Season 10 and 11

Season 10 opens with this dialogue from a demon:

I heard the rumors. I said "no, that can't be." A Winchester, one of us? But it's true, isn't it? Whatever soul you had; whatever boy scout code you cuddled up to at night; it's all gone. Leaving what? Look at you!

We're meant to think she's talking about Dean who just woke up with black eyes, but then the camera cuts to Sam torturing her, demanding to know where Dean is.

In 10.03, we learn that Sam talked a man (Lester) into selling his soul so he could use him as bait. Demon Dean ends up being assigned to fulfill Lester's deal (to kill his wife for cheating on him). Dean immediately clocks Lester as having cheated on her first and kills Lester for being an insufferable hypocrite... and while he's doing it, I'm pretty sure he's also thinking of Sam's flaming hypocrisy.

SAM: I never meant— DEMON DEAN: Who cares what you meant?! That line that we thought was so clear between us and the things that we hunted, ain’t so clear is it? Wow. You might actually be worse than me! I mean, you took a guy at his lowest, used him, and it cost him his life and his soul. Nice work.

NOTE: 10.03 also recalls 4.21—an episode Sam fans have always tended to emphasize as a "Dean crime" episode where Dean risks Sam's death to force a detox. Sam does the reverse—pumping Dean full of human blood here in 10.03 and explicitly risking his death.

Sam gets Suzie killed in "The Werther Project" while searching for The Book of the Damned.

SAM I’m sorry, okay? I’m so sorry. SUZIE Lot of good “sorry” does me. Look at me. Look….at….me. [She points to her corpse.] There she is. The first casualty of your misguided mission. But what’s another human life to you? Anything’s worth it, as long as you two make it out alive. And how’s that search going? Any closer to a cure? SAM This isn’t real. You’re not real. SUZIE You think Dean’s the wild card, the loose cannon. But don’t you see? Making deals with witches, opening Pandora’s box down there? You’re the reckless one. You’ll do anything to keep clinging to that doomed brother of yours. How many more will die, Sammy? You know it. You have to be stopped. And the only one who can stop you is you!

A few episodes later, Sam orders Oskar's death for a spell to remove the Mark of Cain. I've seen hilarious posts before about how he had no choice but to do this because MoC Dean is so scawy and bad but that quite explicitly is not his motivation. They could have done so many other things. Throw him into space. Bury him in a really deep hole. Put him in something like The Cage. But Sam didn't like any of those options, because all of them meant being without his brother, and he's realized he doesn't want to be without him no matter the cost (10.18).

SAM So, awhile back, we had a chance to, um…close the gates of Hell. And in order to do that, I would’ve had to die. And, I was okay with that, and I am okay with that, but Dean was not. And so, he uh… CHARLIE He saved you. SAM Yeah, he saved me. CHARLIE And let me guess, in doing so, he did something you didn’t want, and that pissed you off. And you said something that hurt him? SAM Yeah, that sounds about right. [...] SAM You know, when Dean came to get me at school, I-I told myself… one last job, you know? One more job. And then when – when I, um…. When I lost Jess, I, again, told myself one more job. There’s always one more job, you know? And one more job, and one more job, and then I was gonna go back to law and – and to my life. CHARLIE You were the Dread Pirate Roberts of hunting. SAM Yeah. I guess I really understand now that….this is my life. I love it. But I can’t do it without my brother. I don’t want to do it without my brother. And if he’s gone, then I don’t…. CHARLIE I got it. I-I do.

This all culminates in 10.23, where a very mentally unstable MoC Dean attempts to reason with Sam about them both being evil and needing to take themselves out:

DEAN: Remember when we were in that church, making Crowley human, about to close the Gates of Hell? Well, you sure as hell were ready to die for the greater good then. SAM: Yeah, and, Dean, you pulled me back. DEAN: And I was wrong. You were right, Sam. You knew that this world would be better without us in it. SAM: No, no, no, wait a second. You're twisting my words here, Dean. DEAN: Why? Because we -- we track evil and kill it? The family business? Is that it? Look at the tape, Sam. Evil tracks us. And it nukes everything in our vicinity -- our family, our friends. It's time we put a proper name to what we really are and we deal with it. SAM: Wait a second. We are not evil. Listen... We're far from perfect, but we are good. That thing on your arm is evil, but not you, not me. DEAN: I let Rudy die. How was that not evil? I know what I am, Sam. But who were you when you --when you drove that man to sell his soul... Or when you bullied Charlie into getting herself killed? And to what end? A-a good end? A just end? To remove the Mark no matter what the consequences? Sam, how is that not evil? I have this thing on my arm, and you're willing to let the Darkness into the world. SAM: You were also willing to summon death to make sure you could never do any more harm. You summoned me because you knew I would do anything to protect you. That's not evil, Dean. That's not an evil man. That is a good man crying to be heard, searching for... some other way.

Dean is saying a lot of shady shit here, but some of what he's saying... isn't wrong?

Sam is willing to let The Darkness destroy the world, and he does, and then standing in the aftermath of a town being destroyed by the force he unleashed, Sam says:

SAM: I unleashed a force on this world that could destroy it . . . to save you. DEAN: And I told you not to. SAM: And I'd do it again. In a second, I would do it again.

Thousands of people are dying and Sam says he would do it again. This post about Sam's actions versus Dean stopping Sam from closing the gates of hell is highly relevant.

Season 11 continues with Sam taking a little more responsibility for his own decisions, while praying for Dean to live (11.02):

SAM: So . . . I know it's been a long time, but . . . Dean and I, we've -- we've been through a lot of bad. But this is different. This is my fault, and I don't know how to fix it. And if I have to die, I've made my peace with that, but . . . Please. Dean deserves better. Dean deserves a life. There are people out there, good people, who are going to suffer because of me, and I am not asking you to clean up my mess. Hell, I don't even know if you're out there, but . . . If you are . . . And if you can hear me, I, um . . . We need your help, God. We need to know there's hope. We need a sign.

And then there's the VERY long-awaited apology:

SAM When I was with Lucifer, he, um... He showed me things. It was like a highlight reel of my biggest failures. DEAN Yeah, he was messing with you. That's what he does. SAM Give me a sec. I should've looked for you. When you were in Purgatory, I... I should've turned over every stone.

Family (Sam) as chains

While all of this is happening, we also have Benny and Cas and Crowley and Amara.

Benny is contrast—someone whose goodness and selfless loyalty only makes Sam's horrible flaws stand out more sharply in season 8. Under the influence of the specter, Dean says, "Benny has been more of a brother to me this past year than you have ever been" and Sam can't stand it. It haunts him so bad he tries to kill Benny, and can't get over it even after the end of the season when Benny is fucking dead. He is unable to accept that the contrast between himself and Benny is his own fault.

Crowley and Dean's flirtations begin in season 9, as Sam suffocates Dean, and at the end of the season, Crowley has literally convinced Dean to run away with him. In 10.01, there is a delightful phone call where Crowley rubs it in Sam's face that Dean is with HIM:

SAM I don't know how you did this, what kind of... Black-magic stunt you pulled, but hear me --I will save my brother or die trying. CROWLEY You know what tickles me about all this? It's what's really eating you up. You don't care that he's a demon. Heck, you've been a demon. We've all been demons. No, it's that he's with me and he's having the time of his life. You can't stand the fact that he's mine. SAM He's not your pet. CROWLEY My pet? He's my best friend, my partner in crime. They'll write songs about us, graphic novels. “The Misadventures of Growley and Squirrel." Dean Winchester completes me, and that's what makes you lose your chickens.

It's this cruel callback to Sam's jealousy of Benny and Cas in season 8—how Crowley convinced Dean to finally ditch his smothering, controlling brat of little brother who can't stand him having friends, and now Dean is having the time of his life howling at the moon. The problem is, Dean also feels a little bit like maybe Crowley wants to control him too, and that isn't working for him.

Amara in season 11 goes on to further speak on terrible brothers who think they're better than you, who leave you betrayed and diminished, who abandon you. She's raging against the concept of family as chains—she wants revenge... but all the while she's in pain because she still loves her brother. Amara's attraction to Dean is based on that commonality—what she feels is a shared experience and how she wants to cut the last remaining pieces of love she feels for her brother away so she can finally be free of the pain of him—and she doesn't care if she destroys everything—including herself—in the process. (See: Dean slowly losing his identity through the MoC arc). Sam and Dean's relationship is in rehab over this whole season though, and so Dean's role ends up being to convince Amara not to destroy herself—to instead do what Sam and Dean have done and make up and work on improving their relationship.

[queen-of-deans-booty]

Deadly Proposal: Part Five

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2.5k

Warnings: angst, drug use (cocaine), heartbreak

Summary: Amber takes it a step too far when she throws a party at Dean's house. She crosses a line completely when she reverts back to her old self, and you are done breaking your back for her.

Deadly Proposal Masterlist

Square Filled: force feeding for @badthingshappenbingo

Author’s Note: any and all comments are appreciated <3

x

The fight with your sister and Dean made it so you couldn’t sleep well last night. You slide out of bed, throw on something to wear that’s semi-appropriate, and head down to the kitchen. You’re not expecting to see anyone but Sonja, so you’re surprised when Amber is sitting at the kitchen island. She gives you a side glance but doesn’t say anything to you.

“I thought you were leaving.”

“I know you want me gone but my boyfriend didn't show.”

“I never said I wanted you gone,” you sigh. “I was frustrated yesterday, and I said something I didn’t mean. I’m sorry.”

“Whatever,” she shrugs. “Looks like you’re stuck with me.”

You sit at the kitchen counter and turn to her.

“Why don’t you and I go into town today and look for jobs? You said you were going to try.”

“Yeah, maybe we can do that later.”

“You need to do it sooner rather than later. Dean only gave you a week here.”

“What are you, my mom?” she scoffs.

She leaves her untouched food on the counter and storms to her room. Your shoulders sag in defeat but you don’t dwell for long. Sonja takes her food away and sets a plate in front of you with a kind smile on her face.

“Thanks, Sonja.”

As you eat, you think about Dean and your fight. Was it a fight? You know you’re not supposed to feel anything for him since you’re just a blood bag for him but the more he drinks from you, the more you crave him. Not just him, but his time and attention as well. You want to know so much about him but he doesn’t give you much to work with. He’s so mysterious and it’s driving you insane.

The thing with Amara isn’t sitting well with you either. You hated how jealous you got when she came over. She’s so beautiful, and may or may not have been involved with Dean. You subconsciously touch the wounds on your neck that have mostly healed. What did she mean when she said your blood was special? She said that she’d never smell anything like it, but doesn’t she smell blood all the time? No, that was carnal behavior. Dean talked to her but you’re not sure what he said to her. Does he even care?

No, screw this. You’re not going to sit here and continue to wonder. You’re going to get answers now. After you’re done eating, you walk upstairs to where Dean’s office is. Your hand hovers over the doorknob as doubt begins to creep inside your mind. Would he give you the time of day? Would he send you to your room like a petulant child?

“I can hear you breathing, you know,” Dean says from inside.

It’s now or never. You open the door and walk inside. Dean is sitting at his desk typing quickly on his laptop.

“What are you doing?”

“Nosy much?” he smirks.

“I can’t help it.” You shrug. “I’m bored and you’re not paying attention to me.”

Dean chuckles and leans back in his chair to give you his undivided attention.

“If you must know, I’m working.”

“You have a job?” you gasp in a teasing tone.

Dean shakes his head with a smile he can’t resist. “Yes.”

“What is it you do?”

“Nothing you need to know about.”

You walk over to his desk, sit across from him, and cross your legs.

“Do you realize you’re always brooding or does it come naturally to you?” Dean rolls his eyes and continues typing. “So, where’s your brother? I’m assuming you have one, right?”

“Are we doing this right now?”

“Fine.” You pause. “Do you have any parents?” He doesn’t reply. “I’m going to keep asking you questions until you answer.”

“Fine.” Dean groans and pushes his laptop away to pay attention to you. “You have five minutes. Go.”

“How old are you?”

“Over half a millennium. Seven hundred and sixty-two years if you want to get specific.”

“How did you become a vampire?”

“I was working a hunt when I was human. Vampires. They got to me before I could get to them. I’ll spare you the bloody details.”

“What do you do for work?”

“I help women escape their abusers.”

You’re taken aback. You did not expect that to come from him. You want to know more but then you’d use up your five minutes and you need to more about him.

“You made it sound like you had a family. Any siblings?”

“Dead.”

“Parents?”

“Dead.”

“Are all your friends dead, too?” Dean cracks a smile and looks away to try and hide it. Your smile fades slowly. “Are you going to kill me when you’re done with me?”

“No.”

“Why me? Why take me out of everyone you could have taken?”

“I already told you.”

“Yeah, my ‘special blood’,” you scoff. “What does that mean? Amara said I had special blood, too. What makes me special?”

“You remind me of someone I used to know. She had the same blood you did. In fact, you two are more similar than I’d care to admit. Maybe I don’t want to be alone anymore. Maybe she was the best thing to have happened to me in a long time, and I want to have that again.” Your mouth goes agape as you try and process his words. He clears his throat and pulls his laptop closer to him. “Times up. Now get out and let me work.”

That’s more than you thought you’d get so you won’t complain. You get up as he continues typing, and you walk to the door slowly. You look back at him but he doesn’t spare you another glance. Since you don’t want to see Amber and Dean doesn’t want to hang with you, you decide to hang out in your room for the next few hours either reading, playing video games, or browsing Amazon for new stuff for your room.

It’s nearing dinner time so you get out of bed to see what Sonja has made. When you open the door, you hear music blasting from downstairs and commotion that sounds like chatter coming from a huge crowd. You take the stairs down two at a time to see people filing into Dean’s house. Strangers who are already inside hold red cups filled with God only knows what. This is a party. Dean would never throw a party and you didn’t, and there is only one person here that would.

You push past everyone to get to the living room where Amber is sitting on the couch with two nasty-looking men. Unkempt hair, dirty clothes, and yellow nails.

“Amber! What the hell are you doing?!”

“It’s a party!” she grins. “I was bored of staying in this house with nothing to do.”

“Fuck, Amber! This isn’t your house.”

“It’s not yours either. Plus, Dean is almost always gone. He won’t mind, I’m sure.”

How did you ever think you could change her? How did you ever think she would be willing to change? You’re about to respond to her when you feel a hand wrap around your arm. Dean pulls you away from Amber and to an empty room nearby. He shoves you inside the room and slams the door behind him with a deadly glare on his face.

“Dean, I am so sorry. I didn't know she was doing this. All these people just showed up,” you stutter. “God, she always does shit like this. I shouldn’t have brought her here.”

“Yeah, no shit,” Dean glares. “Get rid of them.”

“Yeah, you got it.”

“I mean it, Y/N. I am a vampire and this party is filled with blood bags. Get rid of them before I do.”

Your eyes widen when you realize the threat behind his words. You leave the room and push through the sea of people that seemed to get bigger from ten minutes ago. You grab a few cups from people but they pass you by without another thought.

“Party’s over! You need to leave!” you shout over the loud music. No one is listening to you so you push your way to the DJ who is spinning the record player. “Hey! You need to stop. The party is over!”

“Get lost,” he says and continues playing music.

The control is slowly leaving your body and you start to panic. People are doing body shots off of other people, some are in the pool half-naked, and some are playing beer pong and doing drugs, among them is Amber. From the DJ stand, you can see over everyone’s head and to the couch where you left Amber. There are white lines on the table, one of which she sniffs up her nose. You don’t think anyone can hear your heart break over the music.

You jump off the platform and push through the crowd to get to her. She sniffs up another line of drugs when you yank on her hair.

“What the fuck?”

“Are you serious right now?”

“Great, it’s the fun police,” she giggles with her friends. She grabs her alcohol bottle and takes a few swigs. “You need to lighten up, Y/N. Have fun. Get drunk. Get laid. Where’s Dean?”

Tears prick the back of your eyes. “This isn’t funny, Amber. This is my life. You come in and ruin everything! You’re poison and a parasite. I don’t even know why I helped you in the first place!”

Amber glares but she is too high to care enough to bite back.

“Let’s play Seven Minutes in Heaven!” she shouts. A few people cheer her on as she shugs the rest of her alcohol. Some drops fall from her mouth when she pulls the bottle away but she wipes it away with the back of her hand. “Y/N, you go first!”

“No, I’m not playing, Amber. Seriously, the party is over.”

Amber doesn’t listen and spins the bottle on the now drug-free table. The bottle spins and lands on a spot that’s right behind you, and she grins when she sees who is standing there.

“Dean, you gotta go in the closet with Y/N.”

You turn swiftly and see Dean standing there with an emotionless face. Shit, he looks pissed. Someone grabs your shoulder and pushes you and Dean into the nearest closet. The door closes before you can say anything. 

“I’m so sorry,” you whisper.

“I don’t care about the party, anymore.” Dean steps closer to you, puts a hand on the wall behind you, and leans in closer to you. “What are you doing to me?”

“What do you mean?” you whisper.

“I can’t get you out of my head. You’re so different from her.” You can only assume he’s talking about the woman before you. He’s so close that your heart is racing a million miles a second. He leans in so close that you think he is going to kiss you but he doesn’t. He’s stopping himself as if kissing you is the most horrible thing to do. You sigh in disappointment which Dean picks up on. “Fuck it.”

He turns back to you, grabs both sides of your head, and kisses you so deeply that your knees immediately go weak. He holds you close and takes complete control over the kiss. His lips mold to yours like they were always meant to be there. His tongue touching yours sends sparks flying down your body. Your head is swirling too quickly for you to keep up, and all you can smell is him.

He finally pulls away from you and you lean against the wall to steady yourself. Dean doesn’t say a word and leaves the closet since the seven minutes are up. You touch your lips with a shaky hand as you force yourself to calm your racing heart and mind. Amber is gone from the couch when you leave the closet but you don’t care about her. You storm over to the DJ who is taking a water break and snatch the microphone from the stand.

“Party is over. Get out. The police have been called and are on their way!”

That does it for most. They scatter like startled cats and the rest leave because everyone else is. Soon, the house is empty and covered with trash and empty bottles. You’ll clean this later but right now, there is one person on your mind who you need to deal with. It’s not hard to find your sister when she is vomiting her guts out in the downstairs bathroom. You don’t care if you get vomit on you. You yank her away from the toilet by her hair and pull her toward the door.

“Wait, Y/N, I’m sorry. Please don’t do this,” she cries.

“You’re done, Amber. You’re not living here anymore.”

“Please, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I won’t do it again,” she sobs.

You drag her to the front door and throw her out on her ass. She has tears running down her face and looks at you with a heartbroken look.

“Please, Y/N, don’t do this to me.”

“No, I am not doing this again. Go find somewhere else to sleep, and go find someone else who will give a shit about you because I am done.”

With that, you slam the door in her face. You start to clean the house from the partygoers but that doesn’t distract you from Amber’s cries on the front porch. You continue to ignore her until she stops which means she either fell asleep on the porch or she left. A quick check through the window tells you it’s the latter.

Amber stumbles from the house in tears and down the long driveway to the road. She has no idea where she is going to go but maybe there is a homeless shelter that might take her for the night. She pulls her thin jacket tighter against herself since it’s starting to get cold outside. She walks further down the road when she hears the rumble of a car behind her. Maybe she can hitch a ride to town.

She turns and puts her hand out to avoid being blinded by the headlights. The car slows down next to her, and the driver rolls down the passenger side window.

“Can I get a ride into town, please?”

“Hop in,” the man says.

Amber is quick to hop inside the car where the heater is gently blowing.

“Sorry if I seem like a mess. My sister just kicked me out of her life, basically. I know I’m a fuck up. I fuck up all the time. I understand why she would but she’s my sister. We’re supposed to stick together through thick and thin, you know? So I do a bit of drugs. So what?”

“You poor girl,” the man says. “I can help you.”

Amber looks up and sees he hasn’t moved the car since she got in. She glances over at him in confusion. He has a beer belly, hairy arms, a scraggly beard, and dark eyes.

“How?”

The man grins with sharp fangs where his canines should be. He grabs Amber and sinks his teeth into her neck. Amber screams for her life but no one is around to hear them. He’s right about one thing: poor girl.

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Updated Story List

Contained here are a wide selection of Humans are Weird stories. 

Ever wonder what an interstellar war with humanity would look like? Or how about debating ethics and political ideals with an alien empire? 

Or maybe all you wonder is how frustrating it would be to try and explain Minecraft is and why a Bionic Commando had his wife made into his new arm. 

Whatever your flavor I’m sure you’ll find a story here that you will like :) 

Stories with recuring characters are organized together, while stories that follow certain themes.

The list now includes 80+ new stories since the last update. 

( Please come see me on my new patreon and support me for early access to stories and personal story requests :D https://www.patreon.com/NiqhtLord Every bit helps)    

Earl Von Morgan & Tilith

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186229837551/humans-are-weird-threatening-a-human-does-not-end

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186510502391/humans-are-weird-we-can-play-the-game-and-play

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/627842764293505025/humans-are-weird-the-little-details-a-morgan-and

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/669573395946635264/humans-are-weird-sewing-chaos-an-earl-von-morgan

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/682888171713904640/humans-are-weird-night-of-bloody-velvet-a-earl

Part 6 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/728537223971078144/humans-are-weird-hearts-of-steel-and-lightning?source=share

Part 7 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/731708095976357888/humans-are-weird-the-price-of-history?source=share

  Elizabeth and Mara

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186292345701/humans-are-weird-absorbing-culture

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186419007951/human-augmentation-a-mara-and-elizabeth-story

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188601444856/humans-are-weird-artificial-intelligence-a-mara

    Jimmy: Crime lord of Karkoga

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186624536246/humans-are-weird-professional-criminals

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186834153316/humans-are-weird-criminal-organizations

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/612097642990829568/humans-are-weird-criminals-part-3

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/650532478495375360/humans-are-weird-criminal-organizations

Part 5: https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/682210526535761920/humans-are-weird-criminal-organizations-suffer

Part 6 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/706986518295789568/humans-are-weird-criminal-organizations-the-end?source=share

  Admiral Amara

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185604083511/humans-are-weird-war-is-the-death-of-honor

Part 1.1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186007897816/humans-are-weird-war-is-the-death-of-honor

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/611245167401451520/humans-are-weird-funeralsgraveyards

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/654957728339509248/humans-are-weird-war-crimes

    Yuri: The Unseen hand

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/613447872933920768/humans-are-weird-calling-out-stupid

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/620344951235133440/humans-are-weird-cruelty-of-man

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/660650053735743488/humans-are-weird-the-meaning-of-victory

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/668927797173059584/humans-are-weird-combat-drugs-a-yuri-story

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/670803783760183296/humans-are-weird-a-game-of-daggers

Part 6 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/677155082489479168/humans-are-weird-shattering-revolutions-a-yuri

Part 7 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/708250366526013440/humans-are-weird-buyer-beware-a-yuri-story?source=share

Part 8 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/710157303504109568/yuri-the-unseen-hand-a-portrait-of-the-character?source=share

Part 9 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/720304733805510656/humans-are-weird-freedom-for-a-price-please?source=share

Part 10 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/724733793023475712/humans-are-weird-missing-your-mark-a-yuri?source=share

Part 11 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/724733793023475712/humans-are-weird-missing-your-mark-a-yuri?source=share

    Mr. B + Lizzy

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185661752991/humans-are-weird-we-can-be-useful-in-so-many

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/644214938898972672/in-the-distant-future-friends-are-hard-to-come-by

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/655570853188222976/humans-are-weird-the-hand-of-andromeda-ch-1

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/655571025349738496/humans-are-weird-the-hand-of-andromeda-ch-2

    Assassin by trade, Tailor by day

Part 1: https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/649236626288017408/humans-are-weird-assassins

Part 2: https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/681581266713313280/humans-are-weird-assassin-part-ii

Part 3: https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/683528289979154432/humans-are-weird-assassins-part-iii

Part 4 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/711426367670124544/mr-robinson-the-tailor-assassin-name-mr?source=share

    Strength of Humanity: Military Focused Stories

  Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185448191721/humans-are-weird-size-doesnt-scare-us-the

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185972973186/humans-are-weird-even-in-defeat-we-make-the

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185266054216/humans-are-weird-we-are-giants-in-the-bodies-of

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186108119921/humans-are-weird-resistance-fighters

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187390035806/humans-are-weird-flamethrowers

Part 6 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187436915146/humans-are-weird-man-of-the-line-the-navys

  Part 7 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187528803481/humans-are-weird-overkill

Part 8 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/189143564946/humans-are-weird-overkill-part-2

  Part 9 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187571226936/humans-are-weird-super-weapons

Part 10 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188010812016/humans-are-weird-rules-of-war-vary-between

Part 12 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188143823276/humans-are-weird-rules-of-war-vary-between

Part 13 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188542738466/humans-are-weird-our-understanding-of-warfare

Part 14 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188619598146/humans-are-weird-sacrifice

Part 15 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/189206106511/humans-are-weird-machines-of-war

Part 16 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/189766022546/humans-are-weird-fight-or-flight

Part 17 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/189784377106/humans-are-weird-snipers

Part 18 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/611189888202817536/humans-are-weird-artillery

Part 19 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/613186295535108096/humans-are-weird-fighter-jets

Part 20 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/614727199092817920/humans-are-weird-final-stand

Part 21 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/614817926346899456/humans-are-weird-last-stand-glorification

Part 22 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/615461390232305664/humans-are-weird-logistics-of-war

Part 23 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/618482864530571264/humans-are-weird-super-dreadnought

Part 24 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/623586197256716288/humans-are-weird-planetary-assaults

Part 25 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/626408427862769664/humans-are-weird-mech-suits

Part 26 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/629304288151240704/humans-are-weird-close-quarters-fighting

Part 27 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/629479430240206848/humans-are-weird-cyber-warfare

Part 28 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/636601673199091712/humans-are-weird-orbital-strikes-part-1

Part 29 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/638504411850768384/humans-are-weird-orbital-drop-assault

Part 30 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/641032401641947136/humans-are-weird-tanks

Part 31 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/647340475221721088/humans-are-weird-boarding-enemy-ships

Part 32 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/658114334712561664/humans-are-weird-shock-troops-part-i

Part 33 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/659386142386487296/humans-are-weird-shock-troops-part-ii-the-drop

Part 34 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/667637632784793600/humans-are-weird-defensive-pacts

Part 35 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/667637720218288128/humans-are-weird-the-unseen-war

Part 36 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/672706105326075904/humans-are-weird-the-venshi-war

Part 37 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/677782237025058816/humans-are-weird-retired-soldiers-and-old-wounds

Part 38 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/678465033548759040/humans-are-weird-march-of-the-iron-children

Part 39 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/679089977650528256/humans-are-weird-ambush

Part 40 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/684199760446488577/humans-are-weird-dueling

Part 41 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/684802296945754112/humans-are-weird-treachery

Part 42 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/686693501651517440/humans-are-weird-all-war-is-deception

Part 43 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/687334444155191296/humans-are-weird-siege-warfare

Part 44 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/688556882164629504/humans-are-weird-retreat

Part 45 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/695574923609063424/humans-are-weird-do-your-duty

Part 46 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/696836542170382336/humans-are-weird-bring-your-pet-to-war-day

Part 47 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/697482060971032576/humans-are-weird-military-parades

Part 48 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/706986173189554176/humans-are-weird-the-difference-in-power?source=share

Part 49 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/710156611981869056/humans-are-weird-in-the-line-of-duty?source=share

Part 50 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/710156780432490496/humans-are-weird-the-coming-storm?source=share

Part 51 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/710791266599845888/humans-are-weird-the-lone-road-the-transport-hit?source=share

Part 52 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/710791350188195840/humans-are-weird-the-impossibility-of-man?source=share

Part 53 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/713328357231804416/humans-are-weird-reckoning-conquest-log-archive?source=share

Part 54 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/714593114385514496/humans-are-weird-purple-to-the-rescue-please?source=share

Part 55 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/717140786889768960/humans-are-weird-uldren-war-part-1-the-flesh-of?source=share

Part 56 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/719659160717983744/humans-are-weird-a-ship-without-a-name?source=share

Part 57 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/722840329530851328/humans-are-weird-the-spacers-creed-please?source=share

Part 58 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/724120283269775360/humans-are-weird-the-hammer-and-the-anvil?source=share

Part 59 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/727272808996061184/humans-are-weird-aesthetic-vs-function?source=share

Part 60 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/731708006748798976/humans-are-weird-flight-of-silver-wings-part-1?source=share

    Humans are weird: Project Crow

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188251556966/humans-are-weird-super-soldiers

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/651775452842721280/humans-are-weird-psychological-warfare-a

    Humans are weird: The Black Fleet

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/670803719541211136/humans-are-weird-the-black-fleet-part-i

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/672069680401416192/humans-are-weird-the-black-fleet-part-ii

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/674611489459634176/humans-are-weird-the-black-fleet-part-3

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/684802230366388224/humans-are-weird-black-fleet-part-iv

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/700025243394260992/humans-are-weird-black-fleet-finale-part-i

Part 6 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/703812497572020224/humans-are-weird-black-fleet-finale-part-2

    Philosophy of Man

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185517609516/humans-are-weird-what-is-a-god-to-a-man

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185285541821/humans-are-weird-we-choose-who-leads-us-whoever

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186135495031/humans-are-weird-we-fight-way-too-much

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186951498461/humans-are-weird-the-concept-of-surrender

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187277763636/humans-are-weird-friends-today-enemies-tomorrow

Part 6 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187391279301/humans-are-weird-indoctrination

Part 7 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187772645431/humans-are-weird-desensitization

Part 8 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188231214686/humans-are-weird-vendetta

Part 9 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188423251521/humans-are-weird-repaying-kindness-tenfold

Part 10 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/189099129046/humans-are-weird-patience-has-its-limits

Part 11 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/189624462676/humans-are-weird-prep-work

Part 12 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/189953786061/humans-are-weird-xenophobia

Part 13 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190938986506/humans-are-weird-death-of-an-empire-is-the-birth

Part 14 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/611819933149675520/humans-are-weird-creatures-of-fear

Part 15 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/612636664417894400/humans-are-weird-childlike-wonder

Part 15 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/617867290316275712/humans-are-weird-greed-or-something-more

Part 16 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/619785788493791232/humans-are-weird-to-stubborn-to-fear

Part 17 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/624693594146701312/humans-are-weird-never-enough-time

Part 18 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/634070521612550144/humans-are-weird-space-borders

Part 19 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/635338142532157440/humans-are-weird-multiple-human-governments

Part 20 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/639011293783851008/humans-are-weird-speech-writers

Part 21 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/641032506233274368/humans-are-weird-rationalize-anything

Part 22 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/669573346071117824/humans-are-weird-their-own-worst-enemy

Part 23 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/676514407685275648/humans-are-weird-a-wandering-mind-and-a

Part 24 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/678465092461920256/humans-are-weird-changing-of-the-guard

Part 25 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/679724673487044608/humans-are-weird-salvage-rights

Part 26 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/680943610625196032/humans-are-weird-theological-debates-part-2

Part 27 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/684125391814852608/humans-are-weird-debating-emotions

Part 28 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/685417381707792384/humans-are-weird-dangers-of-genetic-modification

Part 29 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/689853893283299328/humans-are-weird-the-weakness-of-peace

Part 30 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/691143435007246336/humans-are-weird-the-virtue-of-patience

Part 31 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/696200382185144320/humans-are-weird-the-nature-of-free-will

Part 32 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/700025317622005760/humans-are-weird-the-conventional-approach

Part 33 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/710157428479655936/humans-are-weird-the-weeds-of-the-universe?source=share

Part 34 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/711426219756994560/humans-are-weird-new-edenism-extract-from?source=share

Part 35 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/713962297331154944/humans-are-weird-human-politics-session-is?source=share

Part 36 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/730438589625909249/humans-are-weird-the-game-of-politics?source=share

Part 37 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/730438705479811072/humans-are-weird-we-have-the-means?source=share

    Humans are weird: Dark stories

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190455720946/humans-are-weird-torture

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/622076825699598336/humans-are-weird-executions

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/622616451806871553/humans-are-weird-humans-lacking-humanity

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/625965799495073792/humans-are-weird-bio-terrorism

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/631038135300685824/humans-are-weird-serial-killers

Part 6 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/631748256531152896/humans-are-weird-perspective

Part 7 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/637832653411958784/humans-are-weird-war-crimes

Part 8 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/639011387004403712/humans-are-weird-ptsd

Part 9 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/677155146827988992/humans-are-weird-salt-the-earth

Part 10 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/679724551797702656/humans-are-weird-quest-for-immortality

Part 11 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/682210463135776768/humans-are-weird-interrogation-gone-wrong

Part 12 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/684125343714623488/humans-are-weird-suicide

Part 13 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/687971337834250240/humans-are-weird-ghost-stories

Part 14 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/689853654524690432/humans-are-weird-wmd

Part 15 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/690473828341661696/humans-are-weird-black-market

Part 16 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/692409244262219776/humans-are-weird-let-chaos-reign

Pat 17 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/695574862751727616/humans-are-weird-fanatics

Part 18 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/699367647016550400/humans-are-weird-behind-the-curtain

Part 19 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/700669039368880128/humans-are-weird-this-land-is-my-land

Part 20 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/701276664004542464/humans-are-weird-the-fixer

Part 21 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/702552731733393409/humans-are-weird-prison-complexes

Part 22 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/708250230902095872/humans-are-weird-gun-on-the-table?source=share

Part 23 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/708250298511147008/humans-are-weird-the-price-of-faith?source=share

Part 24 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/711426478798258176/humans-are-weird-interview-with-the-devils-right?source=share

Part 25 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/712065901798768640/humans-are-weird-the-place-humans-dare-not-tread?source=share

Part 26 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/713328473691832320/humans-are-weird-space-werewolf?source=share

Part 27 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/713328549038374912/humans-are-weird-playing-god-alien-i-only-have?source=share

Part 28  https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/715228456691122176/humans-are-weird-i-did-nothing-wrong?source=share

Part 29 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/715228571656978432/humans-are-weird-the-story-of-the-living-moons?source=share

Part 30 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/715877960686698496/humans-are-weird-beating-the-odds?source=share

Part 31 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/719658995710918656/humans-are-weird-we-came-in-peace-please?source=share

Part 32 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/721575102989385728/humans-are-weird-the-wish-of-the-butcher-dont?source=share

Part 33 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/722224039072006144/humans-are-weird-urban-legends-part-1-what-lurks?source=share

Part 34 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/723465061208817664/humans-are-weird-space-vampires-a-continuation?source=share

Part 35 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/726658019869556736/humans-are-weird-the-silver-star-heist?source=share

Part 36 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/730438482155257856/humans-are-weird-beast-of-the-octagon?source=share

    Humans are weird: Inspirational

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/189428050861/humans-are-weird-rallying-speeches

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/621159106616688640/humans-are-weird-a-being-of-one-made-of-trillions

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/635958807572430848/humans-are-weird-hope-for-the-future

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/637231913015361536/humans-are-weird-honoring-the-dead

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/645432064693452800/humans-are-weird-the-nightmare-of-the-universe

Part 6 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/646071605301297152/humans-are-weird-theological-debates

Part 7 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/647340426781655040/humans-are-weird-how-to-make-a-traitor

Part 8 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/676514625017315328/humans-are-weird-criminal-detectives

Part 9 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/686031240642576384/humans-are-weird-medics

Part 10 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/686693778904465408/humans-are-weird-the-man-who-bested-gods

Part 11 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/687971549418045440/humans-are-weird-reflecting-on-life

Part 12 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/687971621915557888/humans-are-weird-galvanizing-the-human-spirit

Part 13 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/699367776895352833/humans-are-weird-will-to-survive

Part 14 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/700669112881479680/humans-are-weird-belief-in-ones-self

Part 15 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/705728603640446976/humans-are-weird-what-is-art?source=share

Part 16 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/714593475631480832/humans-are-weird-the-thing-that-lives-in-flames?source=share

Part 17 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/716502760274722816/humans-are-weird-strange-sense-of-beauty-zinth?source=share

Part 18 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/725406021496045568/humans-are-weird-scars?source=share

Part 19 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/726001927666778112/humans-are-weird-what-comes-after?source=share

Part 20 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/728537107709165568/humans-are-weird-friendships-everlasting?source=share

      Humans are weird: D&D

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/634658118208487424/humans-are-weird-dnd

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/645432021554954240/humans-are-weird-dnd-part-2

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/656847073479737344/humans-are-weird-dd-part-3

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/669573248814546944/humans-are-weird-dd-part-4

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/675252601348112385/humans-are-weird-dd-part-4

Part 6 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/680943362606579712/humans-are-weird-dd-part-5

Part 7 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/689230074121256960/humans-are-weird-dnd-part-v

Part 8 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/705084790098051072/humans-are-weird-dd-part-6?source=share

Part 9 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/710157068303269888/dd-villain-the-herd-master-dd-villain-the-herd?source=share

Part 10 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/710157181909090304/dream-demons-lore-demons-are-constantly-seeking?source=share

Part 11 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/723464842828234752/dungeons-and-dragons-wrath-of-the-oak-father?source=share

    Humans are weird: What is an emperor?

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/702552853003354112/humans-are-weird-what-is-an-emperor-part-1

Part 2 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/721575043559292928/humans-are-weird-what-is-an-emperor-part-2?source=share

  Humans are weird: Soul of Humanity

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185145214386/the-soul-is-humanities-greatest-weapon

  Humans are weird: Terror CampaignPart 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/675252667088617472/humans-are-weird-terror-campaign-part-1-shadow

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/703812125292986368/humans-are-weird-terror-campaign-part-2-hunters

  Humans are Clever

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185194304161/humans-are-weird-the-clever-man-is-the-most

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185081220326/humans-horror-movies-nightmare-fuel-for

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185571019271/humans-are-weird-politics-is-the-warfare-of-minds

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187008726646/humans-are-weird-sniffing-out-impostors

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/189539133836/humans-are-weird-retaliation

Part 6 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190627083861/humans-are-weird-direct-approach-not-needed

Part 7 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/628769953901854720/humans-are-weird-political-maneuvering

Part 8 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/643582910058971136/humans-are-weird-false-flag

Part 9 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/644836922434469888/humans-are-weird-the-long-game

Part 10 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/680943468372262912/humans-are-weird-adaptability

Part 11 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/683528344911937536/humans-are-weird-diplomatic-negotiations

Part 12 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/689230026619699200/humans-are-weird-calm-under-pressure

Part 13 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/693670926653505537/humans-are-weird-miscommunication

Part 14 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/693671008496926720/humans-are-weird-tricks-and-treachery

Part 15 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/693671071136825344/humans-are-weird-windows-required

Part 16 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/716502684717481985/humans-are-weird-the-sign-says-closed-part-1?source=share

    Humans are weird: SCP foundataion

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/611994932205502464/humans-are-weird-scp-foundation-Pentries-part-1

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/618488701063954432/humans-are-weird-scp-list-part-2

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/629795140163272704/humans-are-weird-scp-part-2

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/639778251595710464/humans-are-weird-scp-list-part-3

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/650549178176520192/humans-are-weird-scp-list-part-4

Part 6 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/724120168065875968/scp-4271-the-wandering-sign-classification?source=share

  Humans are weird: Brackhill Keep

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/632879244528254976/humans-are-weird-sports-part-2

  Humans are weird: The mixed species 17th Engineer Battalion

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/651132984410456064/humans-are-weird-merging-multiple-species-into

Part 2 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/715878019887235072/humans-are-weird-plant-the-flag-a-story-from-the?source=share

    Human Space Pirates

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186882167701/humans-are-weird-space-pirates

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186975300276/humans-are-weird-space-pirates

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187093035051/humans-are-weird-space-pirates

Part 4 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/719658874001571840/humans-are-weird-privateers-for-hire-part-1?source=share

Part 5 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/721574910617649152/humans-are-weird-humans-are-weird-privateers-for?source=share

Part 6 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/726658198863560704/humans-are-weird-privateers-for-hire-part-3?source=share

    Humans are weird: Super Villains

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188188469391/humans-are-weird-super-villains

  Humans are weird: Soldier Without a War

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/656846994206326784/humans-are-weird-soldier-without-a-war-part-i

Part 2 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/717140707072229376/humans-are-weird-soldier-without-a-war-part-2?source=share

    Humans are weird: Smugglers

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/694323951440216064/humans-are-weird-smugglers-part-1

  Humans are Funny

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186724488531/humans-are-weird-teleporter-shenanigans

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/186904975101/humans-are-weird-board-gamescard-games

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187030967181/humans-are-weird-sports

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187066952786/humans-are-weird-video-games

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187137595796/humans-are-weird-horror-movies

Part 6 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187251495421/human-are-weird-bullshitting-through-situations

Part 7 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187390735256/humans-are-weird-video-games-part-2

Part 8 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/185503077766/humans-are-weird-common-sayings-are-confusing

Part 9 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187409489211/humans-are-weird-movies

Part 10 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187453279066/humans-are-weird-shipping

Part 11 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187483162011/humans-are-weird-spam-mail

Part 12 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187504895866/humans-are-weird-redemption

Part 13 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187616453846/humans-are-weird-video-games-part-3

Part 14 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187638320406/humans-are-weird-horror-movies-part-2

Part 15 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187724174836/humans-are-weird-religion

Part 16 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187896056576/humans-are-weird-movies-part-2

Part 17 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187896659956/humans-are-weird-zombie-movies

Part 18 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187974675041/humans-are-weird-rule-34

Part 19 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188017867586/humans-are-weird-using-teleporters-improperly

Part 20 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188209053926/humans-are-weird-movies-part-3

Part 21 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188475717461/humans-are-weird-we-come-in-different-shapes-and

Part 22 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190250447576/humans-are-weird-hobbies

Part 23 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190267573046/humans-are-weird-video-games-part-4

Part 24 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190389794881/humans-are-weird-scifi-culture-spaceships

Part 25 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190576984551/humans-are-weird-candy

Part 26 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190819638496/humans-are-weird-video-games-part-5

Part 27 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190943622826/humans-are-weird-horror-movies-part-3

Part 28 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/614265469319397376/humans-are-weird-horror-movies-part-4

Part 29 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/623239824462200832/humans-are-weird-video-games-part-6

Part 30 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/624964132114956288/humans-are-weird-mythical-creatures-beings

Part 31 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/627403833320128512/humans-are-weird-historical-figures

Part 32 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/627569335531192320/humans-are-weird-super-hero-movies

Part 33 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/627846757228986368/humans-are-weird-aliens-reacting-to-south-park

Part 34 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/628445235889979392/humans-are-weird-video-game-logic

Part 35 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/630744872107868160/humans-are-weird-weather-patterns

Part 36 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/631212408164188160/humans-are-weird-super-hero-movies-part-2

Part 37 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/632336140118228992/humans-are-weird-warhammer-40k-board-game

Part 38 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/632879244528254976/humans-are-weird-sports-part-2

Part 39 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/635958738050842624/humans-are-weird-holidays

Part 40 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/638504293563072512/humans-are-weird-scifi-entertainment

Part 41 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/639766255357788160/humans-are-weird-wise-cracks-and-randomness

Part 42 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/641625227379474432/humans-are-weird-habits

Part 43 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/641625278458871808/humans-are-weird-anime

Part 44 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/648002597958156289/humans-are-weird-different-modes-of-transport

Part 45 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/649236570023559168/humans-are-weird-religion-part-2

Part 46 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/655570921080455168/humans-are-weird-libraries

Part 47 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/658742278882459648/humans-are-weird-video-games-part-8

Part 48 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/659392175021375488/humans-are-weird-world-of-warcraft

Part 49 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/668261251250601984/humans-are-weird-video-games-part-9

Part 50 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/670170137937264640/humans-are-weird-weddings

Part 51 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/671520423323779072/humans-are-weird-fast-food

Part 52 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/673971457172422656/humans-are-weird-birthday-parties

Part 53 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/676514532549640192/humans-are-weird-extreme-medicine

Part 54 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/679089935024799744/humans-are-weird-nerf-wars

Part 55 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/682888101092343808/humans-are-weird-gambling

Part 56 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/685417555952812032/humans-are-weird-strange-books

Part 57 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/691778970234109952/humans-are-weird-alien-tourists-on-earth

Part 58 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/691779055907930112/humans-are-weird-drinking-contest

Part 59 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/692409178289061888/humans-are-weird-thrift-stores

Part 60 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/695574762723966976/humans-are-weird-4chan

Part 61 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/697482120440971264/humans-are-weird-pets

Part 62 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/701276735594020864/humans-are-weird-weaponize-anything

Part 63 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/710156561049370624/humans-are-weird-intervention?source=share

Part 64 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/715228728771362816/please-come-see-me-on-my-new-patreon-and-support?source=share

Part 65 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/715877900829753344/humans-are-weird-facing-fear-alien-appears-as?source=share

Part 66 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/716502820556292096/humans-are-weird-not-having-it-death-alien-shape?source=share

Part 67 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/718409264100687872/humans-are-weird-renaissance-faire?source=share

Part 68 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/720304793951830016/humans-are-weird-video-games-part-10?source=share

Part 69 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/722840468944306176/humans-are-weird-an-important-mission-please?source=share

Part 70 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/725406075908767744/humans-are-weird-ghosts?source=share

Part 71 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/727273148201959424/humans-are-weird-mmos?source=share

Part 72 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/728537154526035968/humans-are-weird-birthday-parties-part-2?source=share

Part 73 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/728537682849021952/humans-are-weird-not-what-i-expected-human?source=share

Part 74 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/729172028406611968/the-war-of-blackened-winters-im-going-to-tell-you?source=share

Part 75 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/730438650924613632/humans-are-weird-escape-rooms?source=share

Part 76 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/731707337311682561/humans-are-weird-cats?source=share

  Humans are weird: ET Stay Home

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/702552940992413696/humans-are-weird-et-stay-home

Part 2 https://at.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/humans-are-weird-et-stay-home-human-perspective/4p5y3wwu8o6p

  Humans are weird: Ace Pilot

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/668261435486470144/humans-are-weird-ace-pilot-part-1

    Humans are weird: Mad Scientist

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/699367531293671424/humans-are-weird-mad-scientist-part-1

  Humans are weird: Odd Behaviors

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187183225611/humans-are-weird-braces

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187751015616/humans-are-weird-tiny-creatures-are-the-deadliest

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187854782756/humans-are-weird-sleep-paralysis

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187892948311/humans-are-weird-donating-bloodorgans

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188329297086/humans-are-weird-space-stations

Part 6 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188875292181/humans-are-weird-sabotage

  Part 7 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188760010341/humans-are-weird-bar-fight

Part 8 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/188962610466/humans-are-weird-the-power-of-words

  Part 9 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190054091261/humans-are-weird-anything-can-be-our-pet

Part 10 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190378247146/humans-are-weird-food-fight

Part 11 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190529942816/humans-are-weird-multiple-personality-disorder

Part 12 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/190689726856/humans-are-weird-power-of-cheering

Part 13 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/611237517369425920/humans-are-weird-sleeping-habits

Part 14 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/619787583741935616/humans-are-weird-gaming-communities

Part 15 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/620740460199149568/humans-are-weird-human-general-weirdness

Part 16 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/624045008444702720/humans-are-weird-desire-to-copulate-with-anything

Part 17 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/628124118538125312/humans-are-weird-revolution

Part 18 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/632287873697251328/humans-are-weird-karma

Part 19 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/633416518025216000/humans-are-weird-cults

Part 20 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/633416608922091520/humans-are-weird-mutiny

Part 21 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/634070460487876608/humans-are-weird-loyalty

Part 22 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/634658221295075328/humans-are-weird-a-line-not-to-be-crossed

Part 23 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/637231825379590144/humans-are-weird-languages

Part 24 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/640366070453174272/humans-are-weird-confidence-to-inspire-fear

Part 25 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/641143896541364224/humans-are-weird-space-shantys

Part 26 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/642302248435761152/humans-are-weird-space-australia-20

Part 27 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/643598826193747968/humans-are-weird-pack-mentality

Part 28 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/646728149131018240/humans-are-weird-fearsphobias

Part 29 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/658113989121916929/humans-are-weird-tips-for-having-human

Part 30 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/670170067523207168/humans-are-weird-city-planning

Part 31 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/674611558046957568/humans-are-weird-bounties

Part 32 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/682887841513144320/humans-are-weird-social-media

Part 33 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/686031314741248000/humans-are-weird-here-there-be-fire-monsters

Part 34 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/691778904914051072/humans-are-weird-need-for-sleep

Part 35 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/694324017975410688/humans-are-weird-clothing-and-fashion

Part 36 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/696200606319362048/humans-are-weird-the-human-test-aka-paranoia

Part 37 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/698109555101597696/humans-are-weird-need-for-speed

Part 38 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/702552666064175104/humans-are-weird-news-broadcasts

Part 39 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/705728662673276928/humans-are-weird-withdrawal?source=share

Part 40 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/706986419425542144/humans-are-weird-horror-vr?source=share

Part 41 https://www.tumblr.com/niqhtlord01/727272970491428864/humans-are-weird-depression?source=share

  Humans are weird: Insurgency

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/642893632181010432/humans-are-weird-insurgency-part-1

  Humans are weird: Planetary Defenses

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187112050596/humans-are-weird-planetary-defenses

Part 2 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187322410421/humans-are-weird-planetary-defenses-the-guns-of

Part 3 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/187834446786/humans-are-weird-planetary-defenses-the-battle

Part 4 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/672706432506937344/humans-are-weird-planetary-defenses-siege-of

Part 5 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/673971382567174144/humans-are-weird-planetary-defenses-siege-of

  Humans are weird: Outdoor activities

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/673971297850654720/humans-are-weird-extreme-outdoor-activities

  Humans are weird: Outdoor activities

Part 1 https://niqhtlord01.tumblr.com/post/673971297850654720/humans-are-weird-extreme-outdoor-activities

[hyuuukais]

✧˖°ʚ🍓ɞ♡ SUNSHINE AND STRAWBERRIES

pairing ☆ lee felix x fem reader

synopsis ☆ Y/N is a new streamer. after months of planning, and her best friend & now fellow streamer han jisung convincing her, she makes a twitch and youtube account. thanks to jisung giving her a shoutout to his own huge following, she gains some unexpected overnight fame. but what was more unexpected was waking up to see her long-time favourite comfort streamer _sunshine.bbokari_ following her.

warnings ☆ swearing

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notes ☆ we love to see ynlix being open about their love <3333 i'm not too sure about how many more chapters this fic will have, but ik there are loose ends i wanna wrap up ALSO how tf does the masterlist have like almost 500 notes that's actually crazy !!!!!! TYSM!!!!!!!!!!

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[spiritofjustice]

consider

to be clear, i'm not saying it's impossible for someone to make a full recovery from an injury like that but i'm like. well if you're gonna do that. make it count dude

[thehighladywrites]

— “Aren’t you just the cutest?”

☀︎ — pairing: nerd/tutor azriel x bimbo/ditzy/popular reader

☀︎ — summary: You adopt a stray kitten, naming it after someone close to your heart

☀︎ — warnings: fatally cute

☀︎ — amara’s note: Help i got this request earlier today and i just had to write it. This is the cutest thing i’ve ever written. I adore writing for bimbo reader, she’s so cute!!! | based on this request

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“Aren’t you just the cutest little thing on earth?” you squeal in delight as you spot a tiny black kitten outside the grocery store.

Bending down, you plop yourself on the edge of the pavement and scoop up the kitten, cradling it gently in your arms.

“Meow,” it mewls, its big round eyes looking at you with an innocent gaze. It has shaggy, fluffy black fur and beautiful hazel eyes, reminding you of someone very dear to you.

“You don’t seem to have an owner, do you? Hm, I see no collar and no one is around. Tell me, kitty, ya hungry?” you coo at it, tilting your head inquisitively, and the kitten mimics the movement in a cute, almost cartoonish way.

Realizing the kitten might not respond to you, you nod your head in determination.

“Don’t worry, kitty cat, you can come home with me. I’ll just get you some food first.”

You glance into your grocery bags and then back at the kitten sheepishly.

“I guess you can’t eat ice cream and sushi, can you?” you say with a giggle, realizing your mistake.

Looking around to make sure no one is watching, you carefully pick up the kitten and gently tuck it into your tote bag. With a nonchalant demeanor, you stroll into the store, doing your best not to attract attention to your feline stowaway.

“Hello, Ms. L/N! Back for some more?” Vanessa, the cashier asks as she notices your quick return.

You freeze, subconsciously clutching your bag as you look around. “Hey, V! I just forgot a little something. I’ll be in and out,” you say nervously, just as your bag meows. You both look at each other in surprise.

“D-Did your bag just meow?” Vanessa asks, raising an eyebrow.

“N-no, um, that was me! I was just bored. Okay, bye V, see ya,” you stammer, trying to play it off as a joke before hurrying further into the store.

You can’t help yourself from getting every single cat toy on the planet, along with every type of food you think the kitten might like. Now, the trunk of your car is filled with toys as you strap the kitten into the passenger seat of your rose Porsche Taycan.

“Okay, kitty. I’ll put on some music. And I don’t know what kind of music you dig, so you’ll just have to listen to Frank Ocean. He’s a really good artist!” you chirp cheerfully, adjusting the volume knob as you drove, hoping the kitten will enjoy Pink+White playing.

Driving into your garage, you park your car and bring your newest housemate inside.

There, you play with him, squealing in happiness at the way he jumps cutely. You praise him and clap your hands whenever he does a cool trick. He even liked the mini bat wings you got for him. The kitten looked so stinkin’ cute in them you just had to take a million photos!

After a while, you get his bowls, fill one with food and the other with water as you sit down next to him, eating your sushi.

“I have to name you something, kitty. I mean, ‘kitty cat’ is adorable, but you need a new name. But just what?” You pout and furrowed your brows, thinking really hard as you lay on the plushy fluffy carpet, the kitten resting on your chest, tired after hours of playing.

As you pat his fur, you wonder what name would suit him. He has black fur and hazel eyes, is calm and collected, just like… Suddenly, your eyes widen, and you gasp.

“Oh my gods, Azzie! Your name is totally Azzie!”

Excitedly jumping up from the carpet, you practically skip over to your laptop, eager to make your new housemate’s name official. After a quick search, you find the perfect pink collar with a heart-shaped tag that says “Azzie.” Without a second thought, you click “Add to Cart” and eagerly wait for it to arrive. After all, Azzie deserved nothing but the best!

—

The next time Azriel comes over, he is greeted by a furry surprise.

As he steps into your home, his eyes widen in astonishment as he spots a tiny kitten sitting on the plush carpet, its hazel eyes mirroring his own.

For a moment, they both freeze in their tracks, assessing each other with a mix of curiosity and wonder. Slowly, Azriel puts down the math books on the counter before he approaches the kitten, his gaze never leaving its adorable face. Kneeling down, he extends his hand tentatively, unsure of how the little creature will react.

To his amazement, the kitten responds by rubbing its nose against his hand, nuzzling into his palm with a happy purr. Azriel can't help but smile, his heart melting at the sight of the affectionate gesture from his miniature doppelganger.

As the cat jumps into his lap, the jingle of its collar catches Azriel's attention. He glances down and notices the pink collar with a heart-shaped tag that read "Azzie" in delicate letters.

A surprised chuckle escape his lips as he gently pets the kitten, realizing that it has been named after him. The gesture warms his heart, and he can’t help but feel a newfound fondness for the furry little companion.

You walk into the room and are met with the heartwarming sight of Azriel playing with your kitten. A smile spreads across your face as you join in, the three of you engaging in a playful game of chase and pounce. Laughter fills the air as you watch Azriel's eyes light up with joy, his usual stoic demeanor melting away in the presence of the adorable feline.

“Oh, Azzie, you two are so freakin’ cute together, I think I might die,” you gush, clapping your hands in delight.

Azriel looks up, a shy smile gracing his lips. “Yeah, I guess he's not so bad,” he replies, his nerdy, shy charm shining through.

You giggle, scooping up the kitten and holding it close. “He's the best! And he's just like you, Azzie. Quiet, calm and sweet like candy!”

Azriel's cheeks flush slightly at the comparison, but he can't hide the fondness in his eyes as he kisses your cheek before he continues to play with the kitten. Together, the three of you get to know each other better, happy with the new addition to your life.

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[sinfulslytherin]

Trigger warning: mature content

Summary: You tease Draco and he decides to get his revenge only for you to realize what you truly are for him.

(Angst)

Iknow how to treat girls. I took good care of Amara just yesterday when I showed her the guest room. Right?" Draco says as he tries to remind me of our steamy encounter last night.

A smirk plasters on his face.

I would have probably turned shy under other circumstances

but I turn bold in my drunken state and decide to play his game.

"You could've done a better job." I say as I smirk.

The dumb smirk he carried just a few seconds ago on his lips dissapears as soon as the words slip from my lips.

Narcissa smiles while silently drinking her wine, surely understanding the ambiguous conversation.

I finish my last glass in a quick motion and thank Narcissa for the day and especially the wine.

I am satisfied with leaving a dumbfounded Draco behind me.

I make my way upstairs while tumbling a bit from side to side.

I try to make my way to my room when suddenly a hand grabs my wrist and pulls me into the next best room.

It takes me a few seconds to realise that I am in Dracos room, pushed against his bedroom door.

I groan as I hold my head. The alcohol makes my head spin due to the fast motion.

"What's wrong, sweet girl?-Does your head spin?" Draco asks in a mocking tone.

"Fuck you." I mumble while still holding my head.

Dracos hand makes its way to my throat.

His fingers meet my throat and he gives it a gentle but firm squeeze.

I fail to supress the gasp that slips from my lips.

"What did you say? I could've done better?" Draco asks as his head comes closer to my face.

I laugh at his question.

"What? Did I break your ego?"

"I'd really like to know if that attitude of yours stayed the same if I face fucked you."

My eyes widen and a wave of silence washes over me.

My head keeps spinning but somehow I feel sober now.

"What's the matter doll?"

Dracos face moves even closer. I feel his hot breath against my neck as a shiver runs down my spine. His lips lightly brush against my skin in a teasing way. He places his knee between my legs and I start to feel the pressure he applies on my throbbing core.

A silent but audible moan slips from my lips. I let my body sink down to increase the pressure.

"Are you trying to get off on my knee? Are you that underfucked?"  Draco says in a degrading tone.

"I could ask you the same. Since when do you care about me and give me so much attention?" I ask while smirking.

Draco looks away while a laugh slips from his lips before he locks eyes with me again.

"Who said I care about you and not just your body? You know I hate Graham with all my guts but we can agree on one thing. You are pretty attractive for a pain in the ass."

My smirk is washed from my face. 

He laughs while saying so. I don't know if he still thinks we are teasing each other or if he's actually serious.

I lift my arms in order to push him away. Draco stumbles backwards as I open the door and quickly run over to my room and lock me up inside.

I don't know what I was hoping for. He treated me with so much kindness yesterday and he made me feel things that I have never felt.

 Maybe love. Maybe I hoped to get some love.

But love?-From Draco Malfoy?

I feel embarrassed as I remember the vulnerable state he saw me in. The way his eyes landed on my skin when I was touching myself.

I can only blame myself for being this delusional.

Maybe Graham was right and my destiny is already set in stone. I have no other option than to accept that I will never receive the love I crave for. The only thing close to it will be Grahams bipolar behaviour.

A tear slips at the realisation that I am trapped.

I guess I hoped for a hand to hold onto but it was just another rope.

Read the full story here~ Chapter:Vulnerable.