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my--moon · 3 months

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❝ Traitor ❞

Pairing; Luke Castellan X Fem!Reader (Daughter of Aphrodite) Warning; Angst, betrayal, manipulation, gaslighting, violence, injuries and curse words A/N; I see too many fanfics where when Luke betrays (y/n) she cries (which is completely understandable) But I need more rage and tears, so :) Tags; @riordanness

He was perfect.

He was sweet, kind, protective and loyal.

Luke was the perfect lover. (Y/N) had never felt happier, though something about him made her younger sister, Clara, uncomfortable.

Clara and (Y/N) were inseparable, always together. The big sister and the little sister. The young and the old.

Ever since Clara showed up at Camp, (Y/N) was there for her.

Sniffling and sobbing was heard behind the Aphrodite cabin—(Y/N) just so happened to hear it. The daughter of love slinked and looked around the corner to see a crying girl. Only about 12.

“Hey...” (Y/N) whispered with a sweet voice. She leaned against the wall and slid down to sit next to the young girl. “What's wrong, honey?”

“Don't call me that..” The girl said with a cracked voice. “Only my dad calls me that! And I can never see him again because I'm in this horrible place!”

“Hey hey,” The daughter of love paused. “It's not that bad.. There's plenty of things to do—and there's monsters trying to kill you... Okay, it's bad...”

(Y/N) stayed silent after her words didn't seem to help the poor girl. So she asked a question; “Do you know your godly parent yet?”

The tearful girl nodded as she sniffled. “Yea... It's.. It's Aphrodite..”

“Then that makes us sisters.” (Y/N) added to her sentence. “Aphrodite's my mother as well.” The young girl looked up, her eyes misty from the tears.

“Really?”

(Y/N) nodded. A soft smile creeping into her complexion—she had Aphrodite's eyes and lips. Her hair texture was from her father though.

“You're very pretty..” The girl sniffed, (Y/N) giggled and smiled at the compliment.

“Thank you! So are you!” The smile plastered on her face only widened.

The sniffling coming from the girl had dimished. She wiped her tears out of the way before looking back at her so-called sister.

“I'm Clara. Clara Baileys.”

“Lovely name, Clara. I'm (Y/N). (Y/N) (L/N).”

As the years flew by them, the two sisters had bonded—Clara saw (Y/N) as a true sister. One that protected her and cared for her without a need for reciprocating.

That's why when Luke came into the picture—Clara didn't trust him. She had no proof of this gut feeling, but he just felt off...

But he made (Y/N) happy, right? That's all that mattered... Right?

(Y/N) was happy, she was smiling so much. Clara couldn't take that away from her. Seeing her sister swoon and ramble over how sweet he was with her was endearing to see.

The way he'd kiss her forehead before training, the way he'd treat the Aphrodite kids with extra respect since they were related to (Y/N), even forced the Stoll brothers not to prank the Aphrodite cabin.

He's a good guy, right? Clara thought to herself. Soon her thoughts were interrupted by cheers, Luke had won another spar. So people were praising him.

(Y/N) was right next to him with the biggest smile on her pretty face. Holding onto his shoulder with a loving look in her eyes. It made Clara scoff.

Sometimes she's an idiot... He's weird.. The thoughts that lingered in her mind were broken by the sound of a familiar voice.

“Clara, right?”

The child of Aphrodite snapped her head in the direction of the voice. It was Luke Castellan. With his toned physique and dark curls.

“..Yea?” Clara answered, cocking an eyebrow. She noticed it was retty late, the sun was just setting—she was probably missing dinner, but she wasn't very hungry anyway.

“Care to walk with me?” He asked, his voice as smooth as butter. That same gut feeling Clara always got when she was around him returned.

“Umm..” Clara stuttered before glancing around. “Shouldn't you be in the Dining Pavilion?” She asked. “Or with (Y/N)..?”

“Not hungry. And (Y/N)'s busy with her meal.” Like answered, offering a hand to her. “C'mon. Just follow me.”

Clara reluctantly agreed, standing up and following him close behind.

The sunset was beautiful. The gradation from navy to pinks was gorgeous and stunning in a way no god or goddess could compare.

The stars started to appear, small twinkling lights in the dark night. The moon rose up and shone it's ethereal glimmer

The path they took was... spooky. The trees were large and wide, the branches loomed over the pair like hands ready to grab them at any given time.

Luke was silent, and it made Clara uneasy. What was going to happen? Does anyone know about this? Does (Y/N) know about this?

“Clara,” Luke started, not facing her as they stopped at a secluded area of the trees. “You trust me. Right?”

A million thoughts came rushing through her brain. She wanted to say 'no'. But that could be bad... She could charmspeak him into taking her back? No... (Y/N) would get mad.

“...” Clara stayed silent.

“You do trust me, right Clara?” Luke repeated, now fully stopping in the middle of the area, but still not facing her.

Clara gulped. “Where's this conversation going?” She stuttered out, slightly backing away from his reach.

“Just answer me. C'mon, (Y/N) would answer me.” Luke said, adding on (Y/N)'s name—he's said her name before; but he said it like a slur this time.

What does he want?

“..Not really..” Clara said, gripping onto her camp necklace; with 3 beads, one purple, one red and a yellow one as well.

Luke let out a low noise, Clara couldn't tell if it was a hiss or a laugh. “But your okay with me dating your sister, right?” He asked.

“I guess... It makes her happy..”

“Mhm.” Luke hummed.

“Luke.” Clara asked. “Why'd you bring me here?”

“I have to send a message, of course.” Luke replied, finally turning slightly to face her. “And your the easy target. Weak yet well known. You'll get attention.”

Clara's gut feeling was right—he was dangerous. And if the moon light struck on his features right at that moment, Clara would notice a sharp blade in his hand, Backbiter.

Clara started to back up, still holding onto her necklace, silently begging for help as he walked forward towards her.

“Sorry, Clara. But I need to do this.”

He raised up his blade; ready to strike down the daughter of love, before she heard rustling from the bushes and footsteps running.

SLASH!

The clunk of metal was loud, the sound of a blade falling signified Luke was disarmed. Clara opened her eyes—spotting the familiar strong figure of (Y/N) in front of her.

Backbiter was on the ground, (Y/N) held a protective stance in front of her sister, holding her own blade; which she referred to as “Celosia” (English derivation of ‘Burning’ or ‘Burned’ in Greek, which is kelos)

“Touch her again and I'll cut off your hand!” (Y/N) hissed, holding her balde tightly as she threatened Luke with it. Luke held up his hands in defence.

(Y/N) glanced back at Clara. “Oh praise Mother Rhea, are you alright?!” She said with wide eyes and a panicked expression. The pure concern for Clara was obvious.

(Y/N) held her sister's cheeks with her palms as she checked for any traces of harm on her. “I'm okay..” Clara managed to spit out.

You wouldn't believe the sigh of relief that escaped her lips when she heard her sister's words. “Good.. good.. Now run off and tell the others, tell Chiron. Tell them all..” She whispered as she sent Clara off.

Clara frantically nodded and ran as fast as he legs could take her, dashing past trees and hurdling over rocks.

(Y/N) the slowly turned her head towards back to Luke. A icy cold expression dawned on her face, her eyes showing no sign of love or compassion towards him like she did a few hours ago.

“What. The. FUCK. WAS THAT, LUKE?!”

(Y/N) screamed at him. She was seeing pure red, she looked like she wanted to gut and strangle Luke for laying a finger on her sister, Clara.

The brunet backed up—he had no weapon since Backbiter was laid limp behind her ankle. “Babe! Hi, umm...”

“Don't fucking call me 'babe', you lying, traitorous embarrassment!” (Y/N) hissed at him, her pupils dilating to near atom size.

“(Y/N), you need to hear me out—” Luke tried to excuse his behaviour with words—but could you really explain to your lover why you tried to murder their younger sibling?

According to (Y/N). The answer is; “I'm not going to fucking hear you out! You lied to me! You said you loved me! What kind of a boyfriend would kill their girlfriend's sister?!”

Luke really had no excuse. But he could come clean. “I had to, (Y/N). I had to send a message.”

“To who?!” (Y/N) yelled at him, hrr words growing bitter. Her eyes were misty, she wanted to sob, cry and beg him to tell her it wasn't true.

But she knew he would be lying then.

“You didn't really think I was loyal to the gods, did you? They abandoned us, (Y/N). When was the last time you talked with your mother?” Luke asked rhetorically.

“I don't fuckin' care about my mother right now, I care about why you tried to fucking hurt my sister!” (Y/N) snapped, her brows furrowed at his words.

“The Gods left us to die. Kronos wan—” Luke tried to start before getting cut off by his soon-to-be ex girlfriend.

“Kronos? Kronos?!” She screamed at him. “You've betrayed the camp, your family, the gods! You betrayed me, Luke!”

Luke averted his gaze away as she screamed and yelled at him. Threatening to kill him if he came back to camp. “Get out of here, Luke. before I run Celosia right into your heart.”

Luke's eyes widened at her threat, he would've killed her if she was someone else. “No, I can't leave you.”

“Then you'll die by my blade.”

As (Y/N) said this, she charged forward and attempted to slash at his ribcage. If Luke hadn't moved in time, he would've been in lots of pain.

Luke dodged the blade, falling forward and grabbing his own sword, Backbiter, off the ground. He raised it up and striked down at (Y/N)'s cheek as she was vulnerable from behind.

A gasp was heard, then a scream.

Pearls of blood dripped from her jaw, a gash on her jawline was now present. (Y/N)'s hand insictively went to her cheek, her hand now dyed crimson as the liquid leaked.

A scene flashed before Luke's eyes. Reminding him of this position he once was in—when he got his scar.

Luke couldn't show weakness. No no no, someone would take advantage of that. He simply looked down coldly at her. “The Golden Age is upon us, (Y/N). If only you could be apart of it...”

And with that—Luke Castellan disappeared into the night.

(Y/N) layed there, tears streaming down her cheeks as the blood leaked down her neck and slipped into her mouth. Sobbing over her lover's betrayal.

She heard footsteps. And the two familiar voices calling her name.

“(Y/N)?” That was Clara. Her younger sister.

“(Y/N)!” That was Silena. Her older sister by a few months.

(Y/N) called back with a cracked voice. “Here..!” She replied to their yells. The two ran over to their sister, Silena slid to her knees, holding (Y/N)'s bloody cheek with a worried expression.

“Clara told us everything..” Silena answered (Y/N) confused expression, how she wondered why them came. “Where's Luke?” She asked.

Another soft sob escaped from (Y/N). “He's... Luke has betrayed camp.. We're no longer safe here! He knows how camp works! He'll tell them all!”

Silena's eyes widened at her words. Clara nodded her head, before speaking; “Chiron's coming over.. He'll heal up that gash as best he can... Are..Are you okay?”

(Y/N) sniffed, before Silena wiped her tears out of her face, moving her hair away from her complexion. “Oh poor honey..” Silena hummed.

(Y/N) looked back at the ravenette, before bursting into tears. Sobbing into Silena's CHB shirt, making her orange shoulder red with her old blood.

“I hate him... I hate him, I swear!” (Y/N) spoke, but her words came out muffled and crokey from crying. “I want to go home..”

Silena nodded, helping (Y/N) up as Clara held her sister's hand tightly. “Thank you..” She whispered to (Y/N).

(Y/N) nodded at Clara before the Aphrodite trio walked back to camp, (Y/N) looking like a hot mess. A gash on her jaw (that'll will only heal into a scar), messy hair, and ruined mascara running down her face.

“I hate him..”

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sidekick-hero · 3 months

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(steddie | mature | 2.1k | tags: outlaw!eddie, future fic, starcrossed lovers finding each other, happy ending, the happy ending to he's all that I've got (don’t take that sinner from me) we deserve | @steddielovemonth prompt Love is the only thing we can take with us by @thefreakandthehair | AO3)

Sometimes Eddie wondered how many times you could lose everything and be forced to start over before you just...gave up.

The first time the world as he knew it fell apart, he had only been ten, too young to really understand what it meant as his mom grew weaker and weaker until the doctors took her away. He had been allowed to visit her one last time to say goodbye, and even at ten he had understood that from that day on things would be different.

There would always be a before and an after.

Sitting on a cliff in Maine, overlooking the sea with a crumpled photograph in his hand, he remembers the last time he spoke to his ma, curled up against her on the too-small bed in the too-white room.

"I miss you, Mama," he had whispered, his voice hoarse from crying so much lately. He didn't want to cry now, because he knew it always made his mommy sad when he cried, but he couldn't help the little sniffle.

His mom had stroked his hair. "Oh baby, I know. I missed you too, my sweet little boy."

"I asked Daddy when you were coming home to us, but he didn't say. He just said I had to stay with Uncle Wayne for a few days." The hand in his hair had felt good, soothing. His mom was soft and warm under his cheek, and even though she didn't smell like the perfume she usually wore, it almost felt like they were just cuddling in her bed after one of his nightmares.

"You're not coming home." Eddie added, not really a question because he might only be ten and sometimes school was hard because he was so bored and distracted, but he wasn't stupid. No matter what some of the kids on the school bus said, or his dad when Eddie could smell the bitter stench of whiskey on his breath.

His mom had pressed a kiss to the top of his head and sighed. "No, baby. I'm not." And then, in an even softer voice, "I have to go, even though I don't want to leave you."

"Then take me with you!" He had blurted out, scared and sad and angry at the world for taking his mommy away when she didn't even want to go.

"Baby."

"I don't want you to be alone, Mama." Because even though Eddie didn't really know much about death, he didn't want to think about his mama going somewhere dark and scary and being all alone without him to take care of her.

She had held him as tightly to her body as her dwindling strength would allow. "I won't be alone, baby. I will have you and Daddy and Uncle Wayne with me. Your love for me and my love for you. That's the only thing we can take with us, Eddie. That's why it's so important that you find people that you can love and that love you back, so that you're never alone. You will always have them with you."

His mom died the next day, taking all his love with her.

It was a long time before Eddie found that love in his heart again. Wayne helped a lot by teaching him that love came with no strings attached. Love was just because. Gareth and Jeff and Grant helped too, sharing his passions, looking up to him and giving him a place to be whoever he wanted to be, no matter how nerdy or loud or brash.

But it wasn't until Dustin, oddly enough, that he found that selfless love in his heart again. He gladly sacrificed himself for the kid who always believed in him, who looked past his masks and antics and shields and saw him, and embraced the man he found underneath it all with all his might.

And then Steve Harrington stumbled into his life and turned it upside down. Well, even more upside down than the actual Upside Down, which in a strange, roundabout way meant that Steve made his life feel right again.

Falling in love with him was both inevitable and almost an afterthought.

He was accused of murder. He ran away. He met Steve. He found out that monsters were real and fought them with a bunch of teenagers. He got to know Steve and liked what he found, a lot. He almost died. He woke up from a coma to find Steve at his bedside. He kissed a boy for the first time and liked it, a lot. He liked the boy, he liked Steve, a lot. He had to run from the law before he could even tell him he loved him.

His mama had been right, though.

Eddie had to leave everything behind, his guitar, his books, the only family he had left, his friends, hell, even his name.

He had to leave Steve behind, hopes and dreams turned into an almost.

The only thing he took with him was his love for Steve.

It made him reckless and stupid, selfless and brave. It made him seek Steve out, over and over again, and he found that he was taking Steve's love with him as well.

He risked getting caught again and again, and that would not only mean prison or, more likely, the death penalty. It would mean they might get the idea that Steve had helped him escape. Or Wayne. Dustin and the other kids. That's why Eddie stayed away from them, because it was safer for them.

He couldn't stay away from Steve, not until Steve asked him to.

At first, Steve never would; he would only ask Eddie to stay or to take Steve with him. He couldn't do either of those things because he knew what kind of life Steve would face if he came with Eddie. A life that was cold and bleak, hunger and loneliness, homesickness and the struggle to survive that ate at you every day.

No, Eddie couldn't, wouldn't ask that of Steve. All he ever wanted for Steve was a safe and comfortable life. Some nights, when he couldn't sleep, he thought about what he would have wanted for their future. A small house, a dog. Waking up in Steve's arms under warm covers. Eating breakfast in their sunny kitchen. Laughing and dancing barefoot to old songs on the radio like he had seen his parents do. Coming home to the smell of freshly cooked food and someone waiting for him. Kissing and touching and loving Steve as the sun set in the west, only to do it all over again the next day. And the next.

It took Steve eight years, five months and fifteen days to ask Eddie to stay away. He was so sad, so heartbroken when he told Eddie, "I love you and I can't keep waiting for a future that will never come. I want to be with you so bad, Eddie. You have no idea. But I can't keep doing what we're doing. I can't just have pieces of you twice a year."

They had made love that day, even if it had been on their knees on the dirty ground in a dark alley, and then Eddie had walked away.

Now, in the middle of nowhere in northern Maine, he thinks about those words. Playing them over and over again. Hoping the pain will kill him, thinking it might. Steve's love was what kept him warm, kept him going, even if he didn't really know where. At least he had Steve, so it didn't matter that he had nothing else.

Eddie had thought that his love was enough for Steve as well, but he should have known better. Steve deserved so much more than waiting for a future that would never come.

He plays the scene again, twisting the knife deeper, hearing Steve say, "I can't - Eddie, I can't do this anymore. It's killing me, never knowing when you'll be back, if you'll be back."

A large fishing boat honks in the distance, the sound barely registering as he thinks of the future he had always dreamed of with Steve. Coming home to him every day because they had a life together, whatever that looked like.

It wouldn't matter because they'd have each other.

The fishing boat honks again as it approaches Cutler's harbor. Maybe he could get a job on a ship again, he thinks distantly, it had been surprisingly good work. Busy and smelly, but good. It's nice here, secluded, so far from the hustle and bustle of the big cities. No one knows who he is, most people don't really care about national news, because what do they care? It's more important to keep up with local events.

Looking back at the one and only picture of him and Steve, an idea begins to form in his mind.

Eddie feels lighter as he slides the postcard into the mailbox before walking back up the driveway to his house. The mailman would be here in two days, but Eddie couldn't wait any longer, afraid he'd chicken out and wait another six months before working up the courage to actually send the damn thing. It's been 730 days since he last saw Steve and he feels every one of them etched in his heart like a prisoner marking the passing of days with scratches on his prison wall.

It's a risk to reveal his whereabouts like this, especially considering he doesn't even know if Steve is still in Indy or has finally moved on, moved to be with his friends instead of waiting for Eddie's ghost to haunt him. Eddie didn't give his address or even the town he lives near. Just that he's in Alaska and a hidden clue he hopes Steve will be able to understand. Just a little line tucked away at the bottom of the card, far less obvious than the Hey, Big Boy that says, "I took the road less traveled, I see you at the end of it."

Now all Eddie could do was hope, his love wrapped around him like a blanket as he continued to build a life here, at the end of the road.

Opening his front door while holding back an excited puppy is a feast he's still trying to master. Cerberus is an Alaskan Malamute destined to be big and strong, and the fact that even as a puppy Eddie has little chance against the bundle of excited energy doesn't bode well for him.

"Bear, come on, go to your place," he commands as he pulls the door open, his foot holding back the ball of fur that is trying to get to whoever is on the other side first.

"I'm sorry, he's not really trained yet and he's stubborn to boot," Eddie apologizes, not even looking up at his visitor as he continues to wrestle with Cerberus. It's probably the mailman or Mrs. Jenkins, the closest thing to a neighbor 'James Smith' has, since she lives only five miles from him. She likes to check on him from time to time, saying that a young man like him shouldn't be alone. He strongly suspects that she wants to set him up with her daughter.

"I guess it's true what they say, like owner, like dog, huh?" a warm voice chuckles and Eddie freezes. Cerberus takes the opportunity to leap over his leg and into Steve's arms as he bends down to greet the little traitor.

The puppy immediately begins to lick Steve's face with enthusiasm and wriggles in his arms to get even closer, making Steve laugh with his whole face. Eddie makes a mental note to give Bear some extra treats.

"I think he really likes me," Steve delights, and Eddie manages a weak chuckle of his own, still reeling from finding the man he loves and thought he had lost on his doorstep.

"Like owner, like dog, I guess."

That gives Steve pause, finally looking up from the bundle of enthusiastic puppy love in his arms.

"Eddie," he breathes out in wonder, his eyes taking in Eddie's body from head to toe, and Eddie wonders if he still likes what he finds. His body has changed, bulkier from all the physical labor he does, but also older. More scars, a beard against the cold, his hair cut shorter to look less distinctive.

"Hey, Stevie. It's James, actually."

"Yeah, they told me when I asked around and gave your description. Wasn't easy finding you." Steve adds, not angry, just a fact. Like he doesn't mind. As if he didn't travel thousands of miles to find Eddie.

"But you did."

"I did. You wanted me to, right? That's what your card was for?"

Reaching for Steve to pull him inside, Eddie closes the door behind him and takes a step toward him. Steve puts the puppy down and Bear, bless his heart, goes to his place without being told.

"Steve," Eddie says as he slides his fingers between Steve's, "I always wanted to take you with me, but I never felt I could. Not until I could offer you something. Well, it's not much, just a small house and an untrained, stubborn puppy, but it's something. If you want it."

Pulling Eddie in with their joined hand, Steve wraps his arm around him.

"It's you, that's all I ever wanted."

#steddie #steddie fanfiction #outlaw eddie munson #stranger things fanfiction #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddielovemonth #day 24 #Love is the only thing we can take with us #my writing

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raccoonfallsharder · 8 months

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Chapter 14/20+. Window Across the Galaxy [added 9/27/2023 ♡]

girl falls first; raccoon falls harder.

She sighs - not heavily or dramatically. Not even reluctantly. It’s just a tired sort of exhalation, like she’s so exhausted her lungs can’t hold onto air anymore. “I’m sorry,” she says to the windshield. Why does every word she says hurt so much lately? “I should’ve told you,” she says placidly. “I promised you I would tell you, and even Pete told me to tell you, and I kept putting it off. Because…it’s a long, dumb story.” A puff of a cynical, self-deprecating laugh. “And because I didn’t want to tell it.”

Chapter XIV. Exactly Like a Flower. in which comfort is shared.

we remain in the angst for this chapter + about half of the next. then we're back in again two chapters out.

General summary/notes + links to recently preceding chapters behind the cut. let me know via comment, message, or ask if you'd like to be added or removed from my fanfic/headcanon taglist ♡

General Summary~

Rocket is captured by a Ravager crew hoping to get rich off the excessively large bounty on his head. Throwing a wrench in everyone’s plans is the Terran girl they hired to do some freelance assessing on a recent haul of goods they’ve seized from a Xandaran luxury liner. Oops.

let me be real with you: this fic is really about wish-fulfillment. not just the eventual smut (but that too). mostly i just want someone to be nice to my best raccoon

Chapter I. A Delicacy. in which our reluctant heroes meet atop a crate of Sovereign porn in the bowels of a Ravager ship. Chapter II. Monster For A Pet. in which one hero wrestles with his inner Groot, and the other is quite possibly a moron. Chapter III. A Kindness.in which Rocket gets in his own damn way: not for the first time, and certainly not for the last. Chapter IV. Got There First. in which our heroes obtain an arsenal and street food. Chapter V. Things No-One Has Said Before. in which one hero refuses to babysit and the other refuses to leave. Chapter VI. Two and a Half Billion Units. in which we lean into the “they were roommates” trope. Jolie has misgivings, while Rocket has fantasies - about getting rich, of course. Chapter VII. I'm Here.in which we visit Knowhere. Chapter VIII. The Care & Feeding of Human Pets. in which our heroes practice breathing and we lean into a new trope: “there was (technically) one bed.” Chapter IX. Scrapmetal and a Dream. in which we redefine homemaking. Chapter X. Thin Fucking Ice. in which our heroes get fucked. Not in the good way. Chapter XI. Let It Be. in which Xandar is saved and good lives are lost. Chapter XII. So Much It Hurts. in which we try not to fuck up the vibes. Chapter XIII. Don’t Wait. in which a lost sister is found and Drax grapples with the concept of sarcasm. Chapter XIV. Exactly Like a Flower. in which comfort is shared. Coming soon: Chapter XV: Galaxy-Breaking Shit. in which more comfort is shared, and life is good. Briefly.

slight AU starting pre-GOTG volume 1 (but will hit most of the same major plot points). slooowww burn + eventual smut with a lot of pining in the middle. kinda enemies-to-lovers? (but only one of these idiots thinks they're enemies). elements of hurt/comfort because rocket is the saddest-angriest boy. rating will go up and tags will be added to as needed.

@evolvingchaoswitch ♡ @wren-phoenix ♡ @pretty-chips ♡ @suicidalshitstick

#window across the galaxy #rocket raccoon fanfiction #angst with a happy ending #slow burn #eventual smut #enemies to friends to lovers #gotg fanfiction #rocket raccoon #guardians of the galaxy #rocket raccoon x oc #rocket x oc #rocket racoon x reader #enemies to lovers

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librathefangirl · 5 months

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9, 10 and 17 for your fic wrapped pls 🥺❤️

My pleasure! Here you go 💜

9. Favorite pairing you wrote for this year?

Okay, so romantically speaking, this year I've only posted fics for Melizabeth in different constellations - Elizabeth/Meliodas, Goddess Elizabeth/Meliodas, Elizabeth Liones/Meliodas, and Liz/Meliodas. Out of those four, Goddess Elizabeth/Meliodas was the most fun to write. I just really enjoy exploring that era and that pairing to be honest. I mean, enemies-to-lovers in a holy war whose love story was so revolutionary that the gods decided to kill their own heirs?

Liz/Meliodas takes second place because Liz and the Danafor era deserves some more love - but I've only written one fic with Liz and it wasn't that much focus on her/her relationship with Mel in that one.

But if we're talking pairing as in two people with any kind of relationship (romantic, platonic, whatever) then it's hands down Meliodas & Zeldris. I mean, it's the demon bros, do I need to say more? I am, personally, a huge sucker for siblingship of any kind in media. (Maybe because I have a lot of siblings myself? Maybe because my aroace self feel a bigger connection to those relationships even tho I really enjoy romantic ones too). Plus, there is so much fun dynamics to explore with these two; Mel and Zel's childhood, the betrayal, reconciling after everything, or other stuff completely (<- I'm actually low-key working on an au where Mel and Zel are goddesses and Ellie is a demon and it's been really interesting to figure out the brothers' dynamic without the canon betrayal, also they're twins in that one fyi).

10. What work was the quickest to write?

Ooh now that's an interesting question. Let's see... The fastest ones were probably all written in February to be honest, because that was my most productive writing month (I was also doing Febuwhump which added pressure and motivation to complete the fics quick lol).

There All Along was probably the one I finished the quickest. It was written in February, within a day, and also one of my shortest fics.

My Love, It Burns was probably the quickest longer/multichapter fic I wrote this year. It was written during the end of February, also within a day I think, and, well, inspiration just struck. I had a clear idea of what I wanted to write, and was excited to try writing two different endings to the same fic. (Plus I wanted to write the endings close together so they matched up well).

But also telling how quick a fic is to write is hard lol usually I write down the idea and maybe even make the document but then don't actually work on it until days/weeks/months later...

17. Your favorite character to write this year?

This is actually a difficult question. Because while I do love writing about Meliodas (he's my blorbo, my baby - the only fic out out 25 that he wasn't tagged as a character still had him featured in the background and as a "topic"). But I also feel like I tend to write other characters' pov more than his (possibly because he's mostly the one getting whumped lol). So Meliodas is a character I like to write stories of, but if were talking point of view and all, I liked writing Merlin and what's-his-face... Gavin!

Merlin is actually a character I find hard to write (but hey it can be a fun challenge) but also fun to write. I especially love how she can be like a bridge of knowledge between what the other characters know of Meliodas/demons and the truth (that she knows). Writing from Merlin's pov also allows me to really tap into the age and history of Meliodas and her :)

Gavin (my oc from One Man's Beast, aka the Monster Sins AU) was fun to write because to be honest outsider's pov is really funny when the Seven Deadly Sins are involved (the chaos! lol). Also it allowed me to explore the AU in a better way. (<- speaking of, I'm playing around a bit with the outsider's pov in my next Monster Sins AU fic too, because a part of that one is from Dreyfus and/or Hendy's pov)

Anyway! ao3 wrapped (ask game) <- if anyone wanna send me more questions :)

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menagerie-of-monsters · 1 year

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Find the Word Tag

Thanks @lynnedwardswrites for the tag! I'll leave an open tag for peeps since I'm feeling particularly lazy today~

My words were: combination, employer, error, mom, intention

Your words can be: photo, pain, edge, mark, noise

Snippets below the cut!

Combination

From The Changeling and the Dragon, which is Book 2 in Echoes of the Void, slated for publication July 2023. This scene is from Qavan's POV, and naudin is a shameless copy of buck euchre.

"So you… count?" Sersha asked Esva. The dragon nodded vigorously while I leaned forward on my knees. "All the different ways you can get points! If you miss some, we can take them as forfeits, which means you have to do something silly we tell you afterwards." "I have to do what you tell me already," Sersha said, with what sounded like great amusement. "So that does not seem like much of a forfeit." "Since Sersha doesn't know how to play yet, let's only count forfeits, yes?" I said, smiling at Esva. "We want her to actually enjoy naudin." "A kindness, surely," Sersha murmured, as she examined the sheet of paper that held the various card combinations and their scores.

Employer

I don't have this one - too modern of a word, I suppose... I had to dig deep to even find a near-match. This pulled from Sacrificed to the Goddess, the first in my draft reverse harem monster romance. Who knows when this'll ever see the light of day!!

He squeezed my hands. "Will you write to me? My battalion leaves in a week for the Eighth Sword, and I want to hear all about your adventures while I'm on the next tour. Well," he added, looking thoughtful. "Perhaps not all of them. Spare your father from the details of your bedroom, please." Laughter burst out of me, startled into flight from the joy heating my chest. "I won't give you any sordid details," I assured him, an irrepressible smile starting to spread across my face. "But could I… I mean, would you like to meet Arellath? My--my lover." "That handsome daemon hetaira you've had by your side this past month?" I nodded, feeling shy. I'd never been in a position to introduce a man to my father before, and Arellath was everything he would have frowned on before: non-human, promiscuous, and without honorable employment. I'd always agreed with such assessments, wanting children, loyalty, and security, but my life was so much different now. The things I needed from a partner had changed the moment the imperial haruspex had chosen me as the Incarnation.

Error

Legitimately couldn't find this one :(

Mom

I used "mom" in Captured by the Fae Beast but that's published, so here's another near-miss from the sequel coming out in April, In the Claws of the Raven Prince.

"I haven't made a study of it, but I know it happens from time to time. All the soulmate pairings I know of are fae and fae, though, save for you, and I really only know one pair personally. They're in a harmonized familial relationship, mother and daughter." Ulahana gave me another very sharp smile. "Given the circumstances, I doubt that's where you'll land." That made me laugh out loud, enough that I got a couple glances in our direction. "Oh?" I asked, trying and failing to sound innocently curious. "You don't think the Chimera wants me to be his Momma?" Ulahana snickered, her eyes dancing with amusement. "He's young, but I suspect it's in the way of a young buck and not a fawn," she said. "His actions in the past few years have been quite… aggressive. Nobody thought much of the youngest Raven Prince until he turned himself into a chimera, built the Furies, and started turning the tide of the war." I choked on my whiskey, sputtering at that. "The Raven Prince?!"

Intention

A fun one, from The Serpent's Bride, the first half of a duology I'm dabbling at. I love Talazen.

My serpent husband barked out a harsh laugh. "Do you honestly think I eat breakfast?" "If you have any intention of claiming your position, you'll pretend to it," I said, eyeing him. "Even if you swallow waterbuck whole before sleeping for days, people are inclined to cling to the familiar. The less strange you behave, the easier it will be." Talazen moved again, sudden and as swift as a striking viper. Before I could so much as jerk away, he loomed over me, gripping me by the chin and staring down into my face with all the anger of the night before twisting his face again, his void-black eyes fierce. "Do you think I care about easy, princssessss?" he said, hissing so much on the last word that I could barely make it out. His breath smelled oddly of spices, like the desert breeze sweeping through the markets. "I never intended to become a prince."

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Hello!! Can you write where Levi and the reader are teachers in high school or pre school I don’t mind, but they hate eachother before they eventually get along and date please ? Thank you :)

So, I'm gonna go with pre school, because I've recently played FNAF security breach and I can just imagine the reader being like sun hehehehe. Just her getting messy with kids and using glitter glue and sparkles, but Levi is more like getting the kids all military like. I might have giggled at this for a few minutes...

Sun and Moon.

Pairing: Levi x Reader

Genre and tags: enemies to lovers, falling in love, connecting, preschool teachers, polar opposite people, romance, becoming a couple, fluff, happy ending.

Concept: You are a new teacher at the little scouts preschool. Erwin runs the place and wants to bring in new life and a spark, so you arrived. You quickly settle in and make friends with everyone who works there, except for Levi. Levi doesn't like your way of teaching and playing with the kids. So, you butt heads. However, after getting to know you a bit more and hearing from the kids themselves how much they love your class, he realises just how wonderful you are. He falls for you and protects you from a nasty parent and finds the courage to ask you out.

You were so excited to start at the little scout's preschool. You were ready to explode, you were so excited. You brought a huge bag full of fun things to do with the children. You ran inside and had a meeting with Erwin. He introduced you to Mike, who was security and the PE teacher. You then met the school doctor, Hange and knew you'd both get on well. You finally met Levi, who was also a teacher. Levi didn't seem as excited to meet you like the others, in fact, Levi seemed to look disgusted at you.

You shrugged off the meeting and set up things in your classroom ready for the kids. You grabbed a set of stickers with the children's names on them, then you waited by the door as they came in. You greeted them and their parents, then placed a sticker on the child wherever they wanted it and added a cute sticker of their choice.

Once all kids had joined you, you skipped to the front of the class. "Alright, my little stars! Pop your bags away, take off your coats and your shoes!" You smiled as they giggled and ran around doing as you asked. You knelt down and waved them closer and whispered. "Now, my little stars, we're going to start the day off with..." You gasped. "Finger painting! We're going to make monsters together."

You ran around handing out paper, paint and other things they could use to make their monsters. You made sure they had everything they needed and if the kid hated mess, you had the right cleaning things for them to make sure they didn't get upset.

You jumped to your bag, then pulled out little bags. "I have googly eyes and glitter glue!" You sat on the floor with a few and let them put stickers, glitter glue and cute things on you. "I'm so pretty now, thank you!"

You got the kids to work with you when you cleaned. Your technique was to play music and for them to clean to the music. Once they had cleaned up, you would tap them on the shoulder and let them go to the dance party on the comfy floor mat. You danced on the mat with them when they were all with you and let the shy ones relax in the chill zone you'd made, which was bean bags, books and soft lighting.

You turned to the kids when it was lunch. "Little stars! It's time for lunch. Pop your shoes on and go venture out with your lunch. Don't forget to say hi to Mike!" You opened your door and let them all go outside. "What a lovely sight to see." You sighed, then grabbed your lunch and went to the staff room. You sat right next to Hange and saw her grinning. "What? Do I have something on my face?"

Hange snorted a laugh. "You let the kids use you as a canvas?"

You nodded. "Everything is more fun with stickers and glitter glue."

Levi walked into the staff room and saw you giggling with Hange. He blushed a little at how pretty you were, but then he noticed the glitter on your cheeks and some small stickers on your face. "Tch, the fuck happen to you?"

You smiled brightly at Levi. "We did finger painting. We made monsters on paper and then I let them paint me a bit. Also, we danced around my room, so I'm probably sweaty."

Levi wrinkled his nose. "Tch, bad teacher."

You frowned. "Bad teacher? I'm sorry, I'm not a bad teacher. I'm having fun and letting them have fun as well."

"You have to teach them discipline. You can't have them running wild all the time and making a mess!"

You turned to him. "They aren't running wild. They're three, four and five years old! They're supposed to be having fun."

Levi folded his arms. "Rabbid."

You puffed your cheeks out in annoyance. "They are not! I mix fun and learning together."

"I bet your classroom is disgusting."

You stood up from your seat. "It's not! Go see for yourself!"

Levi walked to your room and saw it was bright, colourful and had the paintings drying nicely on a rack. He couldn't see any paint or stickers out of place. "How the fuck is this clean?"

You walked up to him. "I play music and I get them to clean along to the music." You walked past him into your classroom. "You're a judgemental, uptight asshole. I'm sorry I'm not perfect like you, but my kids are happy and that's all that matters."

Levi backed off and watched you for a few days. He saw the kids were so excited to see you and sad when they left. His kids started asking about going over to your class and wanting to play with the teacher who is like sunshine. Levi saw you were making a difference to these kids and he wanted to do more. He treated his kids like little soldiers and they had fun with it, but he needed to add even more fun.

Levi found himself in your classroom as you were talking to a little boy about something. He felt his heart soften at you making the boy smile, then him give you a hug. Levi walked closer and sighed. "Can we talk?"

You stood up and smiled. "Of course. We haven't spoken since I started a month ago."

Levi sat on the kid's table, then sighed. "I'm sorry about how I acted and treated you when we first met."

You smiled. "It's okay. We're very different people. I kind of burst into here throwing glitter glue and confetti everywhere, so it was a shock."

Levi frowned and looked up at you. "Confetti? When did you use that?"

You pressed your lips together and tapped to fingers together, then you laughed. "Anyway! What can I do for you?"

He frowned at you, then shook his head. "Well, my teaching is we pretend to be little soldiers."

You gasped. "Cute!"

He smiled a little. "Yeah, they're adorable. So, I was wondering about ways to make it more fun. Could you help me?"

You hummed, then wandered around your room and found a piece of paper. You sat next to Levi and drew on it, then wrote a message. "Get them on a treasure hunt. Say that their mission is to find a secret message in the room. Once they find it, they have to hand it to you and then you must bring it to me. I think it'd be nice to get our two classes together."

Levi looked at the note and hummed a laugh. "I love it."

"You can make it more fun by getting them to solve things. Remember they're very little though, so simple quizzes."

Levi bumped against you. "Thanks. This is going to be a lot of fun." He put the note in his pocket. "I find saying a keyword or phrase and linking it to stopping and or being still works to calm them."

You smiled and blushed a little. "Thank you. I'll do just that."

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You and Levi were getting on more and more after he reached out to you. You both started doing joint classes together and getting a nice balance of your fun and Levi's order. The children were always happy and saw you both as a mum and dad away from their own parents. The kids often giggled when you and Levi were close. You'd hear them giggle and they'd ask if you and Levi were married, which caused you and him to blush.

Levi liked you and you liked him, but you both didn't do anything about it. Everything was just waiting on you two to get together, but you never took that step. One day at the end of the day when you sent the kids home, you both got the kick you needed to take things further all because of one angry parent.

Levi was chatting to a parent about their daughter. He glanced over to you when he heard an angry raised voice. "What in the world?"

The mother pointed at you. "What kind of example are you setting!? Just look at you!"

You bowed your head. "I'm sorry."

"The level of unprofessionalism is disgusting! You wouldn't get this sort of thing from Mr Ackerman's class! You set a horrible example for all the girls in the classroom. You run around in those skimpy outfits, then allow yourself to be covered in glitter and stickers!"

You fiddled with your dress. "It's glitter glue."

"You should be banned from teaching! You're a risk to them!"

Levi stormed over. "Tch, oi!"

The mother gasped, then smiled as her tone changed. "Mr Ackerman, how lovely to see you."

"What in the f-." He sighed as he calmed down. "The way you spoke just now and acted was unprofessional and a bad example. How dare you speak to this wonderful and loving teacher like you just did. She loves these kids more than anyone I know. I have seen these children light up and have so much fun when they are with her. She a bright beautiful light in their lives."

The mother's face changed to disgust. "Well, I never! I thought you were the best out of all the fools here, but it seems you're not. You're only defending her because she's your woman!"

Levi blushed, then put his arm around you and pulled you close. "So what if she's my woman? I'm defending her because she's a great teacher, a wonderful person and a lot of fun. She's a great role model for the kids. She listens to them. She caters to any needs they have. Ask any parent here and they agree with me, not you."

You welled up as all the parents hanging around were defending you, along with the kids. Even the mother's daughter was upset with her mother. She eventually gave you a sorry as she blushed hard, then she scurried off away from everyone when she realised Levi was not interested in her and she lost the fight.

You hummed, then looked at Levi. "Your woman?"

Levi's blush spread across his cheeks and up to his ears. "Tch, yeah you are." He turned to face you. "If you want to be."

You smiled a little and nodded. "I would."

He leaned closer and lightly kissed you. "Would you like to go out to dinner with me tonight?"

You nodded and felt your heart dance in your chest. "I'd love to."

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Destiel Chronicles

Vol. CXXVIII

It was a love story from the very beginning

I Love You and Goodbye

(15x18)

Hi my friends! We are finally in episode 15x18 "Despair" or "The Truth". The episode in which Destiel went canon.

So, let's grab our napkins and let's start with this.

Remember this meta is a summary from my metas from season 15 with some new additions now that the show ended.

You can find my metas from 15x18 following these links: X, X and X.

The last Destiel mirrors

I want to start this meta summary with the last two destiel mirrors from episode 15x18. Both of them were foreshadowing the big lover separation at the end.

Charlie always mirrored Dean, so it's very interesting to hear her talking about how her relationship with Stevie started.

She mentioned she didn't want to try that love thing again, it's a parallel of Dean's past with Cassie earlier in the show. It started as a game could be also related to Dean first attempts of flirting with Castiel in season 4 and 5.

I'll go with you...

One of the most iconic Destiel quotes has to be recalled in this episode too. Loyalty, love and abnegation from Castiel to Dean.

Because I Love You (Romantically)

This whole description from the scene it had been taken from my meta, I want to transcript the whole analysis here just because the moment I wrote this I was still hoping Dea would rescue Castieo, and I was crying and laughing hysterically, so... I wanna share that to all of you:

This love confession was beautiful, and Castiel made it clear he was talking about ROMANTIC LOVE, because the whole prelude in his wordings were perfectly clear. There's not doubt he was confessing his romantic love for Dean. He even mention THE ONLY THING I CAN'T HAVE is the thing that will make him happy.

It's canon he was asking himself what happiness could be!!! It means CAS THOUGHT ABOUT HOW COULD IT BE TO HAVE DEAN NOT JUST AS A FRIEND!!!!

He says too FROM THE MOMENT HE TOOK THAT BURDEN! FROM THE MOMENT HE RESCUED DEAN FROM HELL!!!!!! 'It has always been you', Dean!'

I'm gonna stop here just a little to point out why the quote "IT HAS ALWAYS BENN YOU" said by Billie takes a huge significance in here. Because Dean is not just the centric problem of a Cosmic entity, like Death, but the centric topic in Castiel's confession.

The love confession from 15x18 was a recalling of the first Destiel scene in the barn. In which Castiel saw a broken soul, a man that thought he didn't deserved to be saved, and immediately he took that challenge in his arms. The challenge was to make Dean BELIEVE HE WAS WORTHY. That he deserved to be saved AND LOVED. That's why from this moment on, Dean will change the way he sees himself.

When Castiel says he understood HAPPINESS IS NOT ABOUT TO HAVE IT, BUT IT'S ABOUT TO SAY IT (FEEL IT) immediately after saying he couldn't have that thing (Dean) is marking to all the audience that knowing HE CAN'T HAVE DEAN, HE IS HAPPY JUST FEELING THAT LOVE FOR HIM. LOVONG HIM AS HE DOES IS WHAT MAKES CAS HAPPY, AND CONFESSING THAT LOVE TO DEAN, RELEASE HIM.

Because Death gave a speech that became a summary of all the villains through this show, Castiel is the one purifying each mean word by transforming them into Dean's virtues.

While naming Dean's sacrifices and protective behavior, and showing him HE DID IT FOR LOVE, Castiel is trying to make Dean to see himself as CAS sees him.

Love yourself, because you are precious, because I LOVE YOU. You are not a monster, you are all this good things I see on you.

Gif set credit @mugiwara-lucy

Castiel crying, loving Dean with all of his self, and Dean in shock (or silenced by the network and the writers).

All the foreshadows of Dean gagging, vomiting, swallowing, eating... all of that was for this moment here. Dean's silence. Dean eating his words, Dean being silenced.

We could try to find other explanation, or live forever inside Jackie's magnificent acting options (giving us that swallow and mouth shut, as if he was trying to speak... as if he was trying to reply to his angel...) but truth is... C*W and the writers silenced him.

And then Castiel was swallowed by black goo, again. And that was Misha's last apparition. The ultimate sacrifice for love. Again.

Castiel Love's confession word by word

I'm gonna talk about specifically of the Destiel scene. Word by word, as I wrote in the third meta on the top of this volumen, with some new additions.

“I always wondered, ever since I took that that burden, that curse, I wondered what it could be, what...what my true happiness could even look like. I never found an answer. Because the one thing I want...it's something I know I can't have."

It's canon now that Castiel was wondering what would it be to have Dean not just as a friend, but as a lover, and I'm.... Okay. (Internally screaming).

Pointed by @weird-dorky-little-d, the parallel here with Pamela (Dean's fem mirror in Rocky's Bar) in which she said DEAN ALWAYS WANTED WHAT HE COULDN'T HAVE. It means, both dumbasses in love thought their love were unrequited (in the worst scenario) but maybe to Castiel was the Sacred Oath? Perhaps...

"But I think i know...I think I know now. Happiness isn't in the having. It's in just being. It's in just saying it.”

This is such a deep thought and it talks about Castiel's maturity of character. He understood once for all, that loving Dean Winchester, feeling what he feels for him, and expressing that to Dean, is his true happiness. Because...

METATRON: "(...) You draped yourself in the flag of Heaven, but ultimately, it was all about saving one human. Right?"

Dean: "What are you talking about, man?

This question coming from Dean shows the audience Dean didn't know what Castiel was trying to say. So this could be a clue about Dean thinking his love is unrequited.

Cas: “I know. I know how you see yourself, Dean. You see yourself the same way our enemies see you. You're destructive and you're angry and you're broken. You're...you're 'Daddy's Blunt Instrument.' And you think hate and anger, that's...that's what drives you. That's who you are. It's not. And everyone who knows you sees it.

Cas: You know, ever since I met you, ever since I pulled you out from Hell...

I was hoping Dean to give us our angel back, but well. It was Jack. Hehehee.

Gif set credit @spnsmile

I recommend to go to the third link on the top of this meta and read @mrsaquaman187 amazing body language reading of this scene!

But now, about what Castiel is saying...

If you are still alive, i just want to point how romantic is this, because he is saying that Dean changed him for good. And he is naming all their family, Sam, Jack, and humanity, the world. Dean. So practically, Cas is saying, Dean showed Cas how to take care of others. Damn...

This is a call back to Castiel's talk with Ishim in 12x10:

ISHIM: The way you let those simians talk to you... Castiel, when did you get so gooey? You know why we're meant to stay away from them humans? Hmm? It's not because we're a danger to them. They're a danger to us. Case in point.

CAS: Well, my friendship with Sam and Dean has made me stronger.

Castiel rewording again, because he knows what Dean did on him, Dean changed him for good.

DEAN (quiet, resigned) Why does this sound like a goodbye?

CASTIEL: Because it is. I love you. (he smiles)

DEAN: Don't do this, Cas.

Dean's last words to Castiel... don't do this, don't confess your love for me and then die again.

It's painfully beautiful. Castiel was the light that touched Dean's life changing him for ever. He was loved and cared by this angel, and at the same time, Dean learned how to love Castiel in silence.

To Conclude:

The most beautiful love story ever told could've ended differently, happily, the way Dean and Cas deserved. But it ended up as a tragedy.

And we are here to fix it.

Destiel is canon and Destiel is forever.

Hope you like this meta. See you in the next one that will be the last one!

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A/N: I'm officially obsessed with Wolf Bride and what does one do when she's obsessed with a certain book? She writes an AU about it! 😁 So, Talley Ho! *in my Sherlock Holmes voice*

Rated: Mature. | Contains sexual content and strong language. (You know? The usual from me. 😁) | Bolded and/or italicized words are conversations and thoughts of the characters. | Main Characters: Roman (LI) and Naia Evans (MC) | All Characters and names: (except MC and certain original characters, created by me) are property of Pixelberry.

Current Word Count: 2,630 words. (more or less. I stop counting after editing and re-editing. 🤷🏾‍♀️)

Song And Story Inspiration: A Dream-Mary J. Blige | Beautiful Monster-Ne-Yo | Lady In My Life-Marc Nelson

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Chapter 4.) Beautiful Monster.

All my life.

And the hereafter.

I've never seen.

Seen one like you.

You're a knife.

Sharp and deadly.

And it's me.

That you cut into.

But I don't mind.

In fact I like it.

Though I'm terrified.

I'm turned on but scared of you…

Oh…

She's a monster.

Beautiful monster.

But I don't mind.

And I need her.

Said I need her.

Beautiful monster.

But I don't mind.

No I don't mind (I don't mind I don't I don't mind).

Naia stood frozen and at a loss for words as she stared at the man she’s been dreaming about.

“It can’t be! You can’t be real.” She stammered.

He looked deep in her eyes.

“This is real Beloved. I’m here.” He said to her.

She still couldn’t believe it.

“But how? You…you aren’t supposed to be real.”

His gaze was soft and she didn’t feel threatened by him. She was just confused and shocked.

“I have been waiting for you Beloved. Welcome home.”

“Home? You mean Hunt’s Peak? I’ve never been there. I literally just got here.”

“I know. Your uncle said you’d be here.”

“Uncle Zane told you I’d be here? I briefly talked to him before I left home.”

“Yes he told me and I couldn’t wait to meet you. May I?” He asked.

She stepped aside to let him in.

“What did my uncle tell you about me?” She asked.

“Well…he failed to say how beautiful you are.” He replied.

She bit her bottom lip and blushed.

“Thank you I think? I’m sorry I don’t even know your name.”

“My name is Roman.”

“Nice to meet you. I’m Naia.”

“I know. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare you.”

And as strange it was to her she felt calm. She wasn’t scared of him. She was more curious than anything.

“It’s okay. But how did you know I was here?” She asked.

“I have eyes and ears everywhere. But one of the employees is a friend of mine and the manager knows your uncle.” He replied.

“So what are you like the sheriff or something?” She asked.

“Something like that. I protect the forest.” He replied.

“So you're a park ranger?” She asked.

“You could say that.” He replied.

The more she looked at him, the stronger this strange pull between the two grew. There was something about him. That was both thrilling and terrifying. But she felt like a moth to a flame.

In her eyes.

There's love and fire.

And my heart.

She's burning through.

But I don't mind.

In fact I like it.

Though I'm terrified.

I'm turned on but scared of you.

She's a monster (she's a monster).

Beautiful monster (beautiful monster).

Beautiful monster (beautiful monster yeah).

But I don't mind (I don't mind).

And I need her (and I need her).

Said I need her (said I need her).

Beautiful monster (whoa).

But I don't mind (I don't mind I don't I don't mind).

No I don't mind.

She invited him to sit down next to her on the bed. She wanted to know more about him. So she decided to test him.

“Tell me how far is town from here?” She asked him.

“It’s about an hour.” He replied.

“Good. I’ll be there later.”

“It is better for you to leave in the morning.”

“Why?” She asked.

“It’s dark and the road is very treacherous at night. Many dangers.” He replies.

“Dangers? What like zombies?” She asked.

“Yes. Something like that.” He replies.

She stared at him like he had lost his mind.

“That’s a joke right?” She asked.

“I never joke Naia.” He replies.

“Ooooooooooooookaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyy…so you’re Mister Serious. Got it.”

The way he looked at her, made the blood rush to her cheeks. She loved it but didn’t want to admit it. At least not out loud.

“So do you always haunt a girl’s dream?” She asked.

“I’m not a magician if that’s what you’re asking.” He replies.

Just as she was about to ask him another question, she heard a howl.

“What was that?“ she started to ask before he answered quickly. “A wolf. It’s coming from the North.”

“How do you know?” She asked.

“I know these woods and mountains. I know what lives and thrives here.” He replies.

“Is there anything you don’t know?” She asked.

“I don’t know you.” He replies.

“Touché. So what is it you want to know?” She asks.

“Everything. I want to know you. Who are you Naia?” He replies.

“You don’t really want to know everything about me, do you?” She asks.

“Yes. Tell me.” He replies.

“You asked for it.”

When he smiled softly at her, she felt her heart flutter. There was something about him. She felt compelled to bare her soul to him. There she was looking at this strange man and telling him everything about herself. Her successes, her failures, her career, her fears, her joys she even told him about her former lovers.

“Fascinating. You are quite the remarkable woman.”

“Was it too much for you?” She asked shyly.

“No. I like learning about you. You’re not like any woman I have ever met.”

“I hope that’s a good thing.”

“Yes, I assure you that it is.”

Just then there was another howl. This one was different from the last. Roman stood up hastily and moved towards the door.

“I must go. I’m sorry.”

“Wait what? But I know nothing about you! How will I find you?” She asked.

He looked at her then held out his right hand. When she took his hand in her own, something sparked. She couldn’t explain it but she felt something deep within her bones. She couldn’t explain what this feeling was. What she didn’t know was that feeling is her bond with him. Soon, she found herself in his arms, gazing up into his eyes.

“Roman I…” she started to say before he silenced her with a kiss.

It was deeper, more intense and powerful than any kiss that she had ever experienced. It wasn’t like the kisses she felt in her dreams. It was real. It was happening. And she couldn’t get enough. When their kiss was over, she felt drunk. And she wasn’t trying to let him go.

“Please don’t go.” She begged.

“I must. But do not worry Beloved. You will see me again real soon.”

“You promise?” She asked.

“Yes Beloved. I promise, you’ll see me again. Especially after tonight.” He replies.

With one last long kiss, Roman was gone. And Naia’s heartbeat and mind were racing. She missed him. She needed him. She longed for him. She couldn’t wait to see and feel him again.

The next day Naia arrived at her uncle’s house and was happy to see him.

“Hi uncle Zane!” She said as greeted him.

“Hey sweetheart! It’s great to see you! Welcome to Hunt’s Peak! Let me look at you. Yup! You look just like your mother!” He said as they hugged.

“It’s good to be here.”

“Come on in the house! I got a pot of my world famous venison stew with your name on it.”

After eating and getting settled in her mother’s old room, she was sitting in the living room with her uncle.

“It’s great to have you here, Naia.”

“It’s good to be here. I’ve been dying to visit for ages.”

“Good I’m glad. I’m happy that Laurie let you come. How is she by the way?” He asked.

“About that…she doesn’t know that I’m here.” She replied.

“What do you mean your mother doesn’t know?” He asked.

“Her and daddy are in Paris for 2 weeks for their anniversary. I left after they did.” She replied.

Zane sighed heavily.

“Well that explains why you’re here. I should’ve known she’d never change her mind.”

“She mentioned that something happened. Something bad. And it was enough to make her leave and never look back. What happened, uncle Zane? Why did my mom leave?” She asked him.

Zane ran a hand through his hair and over his face before answering.

“Whatever she’s told you, she's right. Something bad did happen and I didn’t believe her. I didn’t protect her. She’s my sister and I should’ve known that she was telling the truth. But I didn’t. We got into an argument one day and I told her that she was lying. I shouldn’t have said that to her. 2 days later she was gone. And I haven’t seen her since. I’ve missed her you know?”

“I understand. I’m sure she misses you too. Even though she’d never say it out loud.”

He smiled softly at his niece.

“How’s your dad?” He asks.

“He’s good. His architecture business is really booming.” She replied.

“I remember when they met. No one was happy about them being together. Least of all me.”

“Daddy’s said something like that before. But he always said it’s because he was an outsider.”

“That’s partially true.”

“What do you mean partially? What’s the other part?” She asked.

“That’s a story for another time, I’m afraid.” He replied.

“Are you sure? You know you can tell me. I won’t be mad.” She asks.

“Yes Naia, I’m sure. You know? You should go to town. Meet the people. I’m sure that they’ll be a lot more fun than sitting in the house with me.”

“I actually met someone as a matter of fact. Met him yesterday.”

“You did? Who did you meet?” He asks, surprised by her revelation.

“Someone named Roman. He said that he was a friend of yours.” She replied clearly lying. But she wanted to know if he’d lie to her.

He swallowed hard and cleared his throat.

“Yes I know him. He’s well known all around town. I’m surprised you met him already. I didn’t think you two would meet so soon.” He replied.

Naia instantly picked up on the slightly nervous tone in her uncle’s voice. But she decided to keep that to herself as a mental note.

“Besides stare at the woods all day and night, what’s there to actually do around here?” She asked.

“Go down to Buck’s! Best bar and pool hall in West Virginia!” He replied enthusiastically.

“I guess it’s settled. To Buck’s I go!”

After changing, Naia headed to Buck’s. She walked into Buck’s and took a seat at the bar before looking around. She saw people dancing, playing pool, playing poker, drinking and otherwise having a good time. As she turned back to the bar to order a drink, there was a tap on her shoulder. She turned to her left and saw a gorgeous black woman sitting on the stool next to her.

“Hi! You must be Naia!” She said to Naia.

“Ummmmmm yeah…how did you know?” She asked the woman.

“Your uncle called the bar and said you’d be here. I’m Layla. I own the place.” Layla replied.

“Ohhh okay.”

“Yeah so what can I get you?” Layla asks.

“Whiskey double.” Naia replies.

“Coming right up.”

It wasn’t until Layla stood up that Naia noticed that she’s pregnant.

“Oh my goodness! You’re pregnant!”

“Yup! This little one is nearly ready to make their debut.” She said before walking behind the bar.

“Are you sure you should be behind the bar?” Naia asks.

“As sole owner and proprietor? Yeah. I’m fine.” Layla replies as she hands Naia her drink.

“Thanks.”

“No problem. Sooooo how do you like town so far?” Layla asks.

“It’s okay. I’m a city girl so this is an adjustment for me.” Naia replies.

“I think it’ll grow on you.”

“You sound confident. How long have you lived here?” Naia asked.

“My whole life. Met my man here too.” Layla replies.

“Ohhh! Didn’t know you were in a relationship.”

“Yeah. He doesn’t live in town but he loves me and our little one just the same.”

“Well that’s good.”

“Why are you still sitting here?” Layla asks.

“Because I don’t know anyone and it would be awkward to just walk up to random strangers?” Naia replies.

“No it wouldn’t. Everyone here is friendly! As the boss of this place I say go mingle!”

Just as Naia got ready to go mingle with others, Roman walked in and Buck’s went silent. He was flanked by 3 men and a woman. When Naia locked eyes with him, she felt her heart and the butterflies in her stomach flutter. He nodded to his crew to take a seat then he turned his attention back to Naia. As he walked towards her, Naia felt like she could attach herself to him.

“I better go fill their orders.” Layla said which seemingly snapped Naia out the trance she was in.

“Huh? What? You say something?” Naia asks.

“Yeah. I’ll be right back.” Layla replied.

Naia watched her walk over towards Roman’s crew before turning her attention to him. He was gorgeous to her. When he sat down beside her, she felt her knees turn into jello.

“Well hello there.”

“Hello yourself.”

Her heart was doing backflips as she looked at him.

“I went by your uncle’s house and you weren’t there.”

She was taken aback.

“You did?” Naia asks, wanting to see where these questions were going.

“Yes I did. I promised you that I would see you again.” He replies.

“Yes you did but I didn’t think it would be today.”

His eyes roamed up and down her body and it a shiver running down her spine.

“Why are sitting here by yourself Naia?” He asked.

“I was gonna go play a few rounds of pool but then you and your friends showed up.” She replied.

He looked at her with an eyebrow raised. He looked as if he was taking her answer into consideration.

“Dance with me.”

She stared at him.

“Dance with you? Like now?!” She asked.

He never answered, he just stood up and held out his hand. As of on command she took his hand. He led her to the dance floor as Beautiful Monster by Ne-Yo played in the background.

Naia tried to make sense of what was happening but the more she danced with him, the more she didn’t care. She felt free with him. And ever since their kiss all she wanted was to be close to him.

As the song swelled, he spun her around then pulled her back flush to his chest. She loved the feeling of his arms around her as they danced.

Playing with my heart, mmm.

And she's playing with my mind.

And I don't mind, I don't mind.

No I don't mind, I don't I don't mind.

And I don't mind.

(I don't mind I don't I don't mind) Said I don't mind.

(I don't mind I don't I don't mind) And I don't mind.

(I don't mind I don't I don't mind) Beautiful monster.

She's a monster (she's a monster).

Beautiful monster (beautiful monster).

Beautiful monster (ooh).

But I don't mind (but I don't mind).

And I need her (and I need her).

Said I need her (said I need her).

Beautiful monster (beautiful monster).

But I don't mind (ooh).

No I don't mind.

(I don't mind I don't I don't mind) no I don't mind.

(I don't mind I don't I don't mind ooh) no I don't mind.

Everything in that moment with her felt right. But soon she’d discover that she’d wind up getting more than she ever bargained for.

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The In-Between Chapter 1

Stranger Things x It Crossover

with some Bill Denbrough x reader

Word Count - 4,891

Warning - cursing? (if people don’t like that kind of stuff), some Stranger Things spoilers (don’t know if they would still be spoilers or not)

A/N- chapter one is finally here! I’m so overwhelmed with the amount of support this series has gotten already with only the prologue being out so I’m so excited to officially start this series off with chapter one! reminder that this chapter takes place two years after the prologue so the year is now 1987 and all the kids are 17 years old. anyways, I hope you all enjoy this chapter!

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T H E I N - B E T W E E N

Intro The Losers’ Club The Party Prologue 1 2

3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 Epilogue

September 1987

Darling you got to let me know

Should I stay or should I go?

A small chuckle escaped from Bill's lips as he watched the girl dance goofily in front of him as she mouthed the words of her favorite song to him. Y/N's e/c eyes sparkled as they stared at him and a hint of a smile appeared on her face as she mouthed the next set of words.

If you say that you are mine

I'll be here 'til the end of time.

Using the straw in her drink as a microphone, Y/N got up from her seat and slid across the floor and over to where Bill was, making the boy laugh as he watched her in both adoration and amusement.

So you got to let me know

Should I stay or should I go?

"I think you should go home," Richie called out as he spared a glance in Y/N's direction before looking back at the arcade game him, Eddie, Mike, and Stan were currently trying to beat. "You two make me sick and I'm not going to be able to fucking beat this game if you two keep up the gross couple shit."

"We're not a-" Y/N quickly began to say at the same time Bill stuttered out, "M-m-me and h-h-her?"

Richie rolled his eyes and locked eyes with Eddie, the two shaking their heads at their friends who were so oblivious it hurt. It was no surprise that Bill liked the girl as much as he did, in fact, the Losers' Club was pretty sure he might even be in love with her at this point. The only one they weren't sure about was Y/N, but from the way she acted around him, they were pretty sure she felt the same.

"Richie, leave them alone. I think they're cute," Beverly said as she winked at Y/N, the girl blushing in response.

"Of course you do. Why am I not surprised?" Richie asked. "I think it has something to do with the fact that you and Ben are dating now. You're still in the 'I love Ben and everything that has to do with love' phase of the relationship."

Beverly sent a glare in his direction which only made Richie smirk before he asked, "Where is lover boy? He was supposed to be here tonight."

Deciding she had better things to do than argue with Richie, Beverly went to grab another quarter from her cup of change and didn't look at the boy as she said, "He had some big research project he wanted to do. I think he's still trying to research Hawkins cause of how weird it is."

"Hawkins? Ain't nothing weird about that town and you all know it. There's no way the shit Y/N says is true. No way!" Richie exclaimed. He then seemed to realize what he said and looked to Y/N. "No offense, Y/N. You know I love you like a sister, but come on. There's no way Hawkins is that weird."

"It is, Tozier, and I know that you know I'm right. Besides, a killer clown that can change into your worst fears? That sounds like a load of bullshit to me," Y/N said.

"Can we go a night without the two of you arguing, please?" Stan asked with a small sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "It's a Sunday night and we have school in the morning. All I want to do is have some fun without the two of you arguing about whose story is more believable."

"Stan's right. This argument has been going on for two whole years now. You are both seventeen and about to be adults in a couple of months. Just let the topic go," Mike told them.

Richie frowned and went to open his mouth, but Eddie, without even glancing at the boy, muttered, "Beep beep, Richie."

"But I haven't even-"

"Beep beep!"

Richie let out a huff and slumped against the game console as he turned his attention back to Eddie who was only two hundred points away from beating the high score of the PAC-MAN game in the arcade.

Bill tore his gaze away from his friends and looked over at Y/N who was staring off into space with her shoulders slumped ever so slightly. He knew it had to do with the fact that they had mentioned Hawkins, seeing as this always happened when the topic came up. Not a day went by where she didn't miss her friends and the fact that she hadn't seen them in two years was hard for her which Bill knew.

The boy didn't hesitate before getting up from his seat at the table the two had just been eating pizza at before gently taking her hand in his. Y/N let her eyes flicker up to lock with his and he gave her a tiny smile before tugging her hand softly and pulling her over to the closest game, Dig Dug.

"I don't have any-" Y/N began, but Bill cut her off by pulling some quarters out of his pocket and holding it out to her.

He gave her that cute smile of his before saying, "I b-b-brought some for y-y-you just in c-c-case."

Y/N gave him a soft smile in return before he dropped the coins into her hands. "Thank you," she whispered before turning to the game and putting some of the change in. Bill silently observed her as she began to play the game and a grin appeared on her face as he watched her relax and get lost in the game.

And the moment she won and turned to him before throwing her arms around his neck and letting out a loud laugh was the moment Bill was once again reminded of just how much he liked her.

Y/N pulled away from the hug ever so slightly, but kept her arms around his neck as she looked up at him. Bill's arms were around her waist and his breath hitched in his throat for a moment, but their moment was quickly ruined by the sound of Richie fake gagging.

"Ew! Guys, they're doing that gross couple shit again!"

"Richie, I swear to god!" Y/N yelled before suddenly breaking away from Bill and running after her friend. Richie let out a high pitched scream before bolting out of the arcade with Y/N on his heels.

Beverly snorted before saying, "We should probably stop her."

"W-w-where's the fun in t-t-that?"

- - -

"How can you say some weird alien shit is more believable than a killer clown?" Richie asked, his eyes wide as he looked to his friend in disbelief.

Y/N kicked the small rock next to her feet and watched it skip across the path ahead as she walked home with the rest of the Losers' Club, minus Ben, behind her. She glanced at the boy that looked so much like her friend from home and shrugged, "Cause my story is more believable."

"You are literally talking about the idea of a whole other world existing! One where everything we know is covered in decay and has monsters running around killing people!" Richie exclaimed.

"And you keep telling me that some clown can take the form of your greatest fear and has a mouth that opens up like a fucking shark and eats people! Not to mention that apparently its victims can float in the air? Do you know how ridiculous that sounds?" Y/N asked.

"Obviously not as ridiculous as this conversation," Eddie muttered under his breath, but everyone could hear it. Bill, Beverly, Mike, and Stan let out small chuckles while Y/N and Richie glared at their friend.

"Eds, sometimes you really make me question why we're friends," Richie said with a shake of his head.

"Oh shut up," Eddie told him as he grabbed the boy's shoulder and began to push him in the direction of their houses. "Come on. Our houses are this way. And don't call me Eds."

"Sorry, Eddie Spaghetti."

Eddie rolled his eyes and turned back to his friends before waving slightly. "Night, guys. See you tomorrow," he said.

"Bye, Eddie. Bye, Richie," Y/N called out, the others following suit as they watched the two boys walk off, purposely bumping into each other as they did.

They didn't walk much longer before Beverly, Mike, and Stan had to split off as well. That left only Y/N and Bill. The two were silent as they walked back, but it was a comfortable silence filled with their small laughter as they nudged each other and snuck small glances at the other when they weren't paying attention.

Y/N's smile only faltered when she saw the road that Bill's house was on. Their houses were a few streets away from each other, so Y/N always ended up having to walk alone for a while before she even got home. In hindsight, she could've borrowed her mother's car and drove herself to the arcade and back. However, if she was being honest, the only reason she didn't do just that was because she liked getting to walk with Bill, even if it was only for a few minutes.

The two paused at the end of Bill's street and Y/N turned to look at the boy as she gave him a soft smile. "Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow," she said as she looked down at her feet.

Bill stared at her in silence for a moment, his heart fluttering when she looked up at him through her eyelashes with that smile of hers on her face. With a sudden burst of courage, Bill said, "A-a-actually, I was w-w-wondering if. . .if I could w-w-walk you h-h-home?"

Y/N blinked in surprise and for a moment Bill felt his blood run cold, the fear of rejection washing over him almost instantly. But then she was smiling an even brighter smile than before and Bill swore her cheeks had even grown a tinge redder.

"I'd like that," Y/N told him, making the boy return her grin.

The two began to walk forward and Y/N effortlessly slipped her hand into Bill's before intertwining their fingers together. Bill's face reddened and he couldn't stop the smile that was growing on his face as he ever so slightly pulled her closer to his body, his hand tightening around hers.

A beat of silence fell over them before Bill looked at the girl curiously and asked, "So y-y-you really don't b-b-believe our story about I-I-It?"

Y/N looked up at the boy and gave him a look of disbelief before saying, "Of course I do. A psycho clown is nothing compared to the horrors I've witnessed. I just like to poke fun at Richie is all."

Bill let out a small breath of relief that he hadn't known he was holding. Something about knowing that Y/N believed him and didn't think he was crazy made it feel like a weight had been taken off of his shoulders.

"What about you?" Y/N questioned causing the boy to look over at her. "Do you believe my story?"

He could see the way she was trying to act like the answer wouldn't bother her, but he could also see the way she was nervously biting her lips and the way her hold on his hand tightened ever so slightly.

"I-I-It is kind of c-c-crazy," Bill muttered causing the girl's smile to drop. But then he was lightly squeezing her hand and saying, "I b-b-believe you."

Y/N's head whipped up so fast that Bill almost didn't see the movement. "You do?" She asked surprised.

"Of c-c-course. You said it, s-s-so of course I d-d-do," Bill said, his cheeks dusted a light pink as he said that.

Y/N smiled and leaned into Bill's arm, making sure to keep her hand latched with his while her other arm looped around his. She then laid her head against his shoulder and shivered slightly from the cold.

Bill didn't even hesitate before letting go of the girl and taking his jacket off. Y/N went to protest, but Bill cut her off with that smile of his as he wrapped the jacket around her shoulders. Then, before he could stop himself, he wrapped his arm around the girl and began to rub his hand up and down her arm as he held her close to his body.

Both teens blushed and looked away from each other as they walked, but Y/N still snuck a glance in Bill's direction, a goofy grin on her face as she looked at him.

The rest of the walk ended up being a lot shorter than either of them would've liked. Before they knew it, they were standing on the front porch of Y/N's house as both of them just stood there staring at each other.

Y/N broke their gaze by looking down at her feet as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, "Thanks for walking me home."

"N-n-no problem. I-I-I guess I'll see y-y-you at school," Bill said, his eyes flickering over her face and hesitating for just a moment on her lips.

Y/N looked up at the boy and he was quick to divert his attention back to her eyes. "Yeah, I'll see you then," she confirmed with a smile. She then let out a small gasp before beginning to take off the jacket, "Your-"

Bill's hands resting on hers had her instantly freeze as she looked up at him. He gave her an effortless smile and shrugged before saying, "You c-c-can give it back to m-m-me some other t-t-time. It looks better o-o-on you anyways."

Y/N blushed at that and let the jacket fall back onto her person as she stared at the boy in front of her. The two were silent before Bill finally whispered out, "G-G-Goodnight, Y/N."

A smile broke out on her face before Y/N pushed herself up onto her tiptoes and pressed a small kiss to Bill's cheek. "Goodnight, Bill," she whispered back, a small chuckle escaping her lips at the sight of how red his cheeks were.

She pulled away and sent one more smile in Bill's direction before turning and walking to her front door. Bill didn't move from his spot until the girl was inside and it was only then that he let himself stumble back in a daze as a goofy grin appeared on his face.

The small flickering of the street light had him furrowing his eyebrows, but the light quickly went back to normal and Bill thought nothing more of it. He then began to walk home with a small skip in his step, his thoughts consumed with the beauty that was Y/N L/N.

- - -

A sigh of relief left Mike Hanlon's lips as he caught sight of his bike resting against the alley wall. The others had all met him in that alley before walking to the arcade together, so Mike had left his bike there for later. Thankfully, he had hidden it well enough behind some garbage cans and wooden crates that no one had stolen it. Finally, he could bike home instead of walking.

The bike ride home wasn't too bad, but it was only when he turned onto Neibolt Street that things turned for the worst. Mike always did hate riding past the Well House, the memories just too much for him, but something always had him riding past. It was like a force that made him want to make sure everything was still the way it was supposed to be, that nothing was out of place. . .that It wasn't back.

Mike could see the Well House coming up on his right and he had to take a second just to calm his breathing. "Nothing's going to happen. You're going to be fine," Mike assured himself, those words enough to make him put on his confident look and pedal down the street.

He only took his eyes off the road when he was biking past the Well House, but that was his first mistake. His second mistake was not noticing the flickering of the street lights which seemed to all be flickering in the same sort of pattern.

When he was past the house, Mike let out a small chuckle at himself for even being afraid and turned back to look at the street. His eyes widened when he saw a figure in front of him and he quickly stopped his bike.

An eerie silence fell on the street at that moment and Mike squinted his eyes as he tried to see what was standing only a little ways away from him. The streetlights flickered a few more times before suddenly all turning on, the brightness of the lights so intense that Mike stumbled back a little in surprise.

He had to adjust his vision a little and blinked a few times before looking up, his eyes locking on the figure in front of him. He didn't know what to think when he registered the figure as something he had heard Y/N talk about many times before.

Mike couldn't help but notice that everything she had said, every little detail, was correct. Even the sound she described was exactly the same and Mike found himself shivering as the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.

The creature, the demogorgon, let out an eerie sound before its face began to open up in a way that looked a lot like Pennywise. Shaking his head, Mike quickly turned his bike around and was about to bike away when he noticed another demogorgon had come up behind him.

Both demogorgons were only ten feet away in each direction, but they were blocking his only means of escape. "Shit," Mike muttered. It was in that moment that Mike made his third and final mistake of the night.

Mike ditched his bike on the edge of the street and ran towards the Well House with the demogorgons hot on his trail. He didn't necessarily have a destination in mind, so Mike just did whatever the first thought to pop in his head was and began to run up the stairs.

He could hear the demogorgons growling and making that weird sound of theirs as they stumbled up the stairs after him, the two running and bumping into each other as they tried to reach out for the boy.

Mike's own breathing was all he could hear as he ran down a few hallways, trying to find some place to go. However, he made one wrong turn and was suddenly trapped in a hallway that had a single door at the end. The demogorgons were right behind him and he knew that if he ran in that direction, he would be dead for sure.

So Mike did the only thing he could think of and ran down the hallway and into the room. He slammed the door shut behind him and locked the door before turning around to see that he was in some sort of coat closet.

He heard the cries of the demogorgons and jumped slightly before beginning to back up, the coats covering him the further back he went. There was only one lightbulb in the room so Mike had enough light to be able to see where he was going, but he had barely even made it halfway into the closet before the lights flickered off and the demogorgons suddenly went quiet.

This caused the boy to stop cold and all he could hear was the pounding in his ears and his ragged breaths as sweat trickled down his face. Something suddenly clamped over his mouth and Mike's eyes widened once he recognized it as someone's hand.

An eerily familiar laugh filled the air before a voice whispered into his ear, "Hello, Mike."

He didn't want to look back, but his eyes betrayed him. As soon as Mike's eyes locked on the person holding onto him, he let out a scream that was muffled by the hand over his mouth.

Laughter filled the air as Mike desperately tried to escape, his hands clawing at the person holding onto him. The light in the closet turned back on before beginning to flicker on and off while the laughter and screaming grew louder.

But then there was nothing. The light flickered back on before staying on, illuminating the now quiet and completely empty room.

The only sign of Mike having ever been at the Well House being his bike that was lying on the ground outside with one wheel slowly turning in the wind.

- - -

Y/N let out a small sigh as she pulled Bill's jacket closer to her body. The wind roared all around her as she walked and she looked up at the sky in annoyance as she realized a storm was about to come their way.

It amazed her how only an hour before, when Bill had dropped her off at home, there had been no traces of clouds in the sky. But the force of the wind was enough to give her an answer as to how it had appeared so quickly.

With one hand holding onto Bill's jacket and the other carrying the trash bag her parents had asked to to take outside, Y/N began to make her way down the stairs and over to the trash can on the edge of the curb.

A flash of lightning from a little ways away lit up the sky and the sprinkling of rain began to fall down on the girl making her mutter out, "Shit."

She was quick to pull the lid to the trash can off before tossing the bag inside and returning the lid to its rightful place. Y/N then hugged Bill's jacket close to her body while the wind blew her hair in all directions.

The girl was just about to head back towards the house when a sound came from the bushes across the street. Y/N froze, the hair on the back of her neck standing on end as she slowly looked over to the bush that was moving around.

All she wanted was for the bush to be moving because of the wind, but when something began to step out from the bush, she knew just how wrong she was. Y/N could barely make out what the figure was, but the sound it made was too horrific for her to forget.

It was the same sound she only ever heard in her nightmares, but had used to be something she heard back in Hawkins. A sound that made her blood run cold, her face pale, and her heart race so fast that she felt like it was jumping out of her chest.

Then the lightning flashed and a scream escaped her lips at the sight of a demogorgon standing before her with its mouth opening up.

Y/N broke out into a sprint towards the front door and was quick to slam the door shut behind her. With shaking fingers, Y/N locked the door while the lights in her house flickered crazily all around her. Tears were in her eyes as she took a step back from the door, her breathing heavy while her whole body shook uncontrollably.

Images of the upside down, of Will looking half dead, of Bob being attacked by a demodog, of the Mind-Flayer killing Billy all flashed before her eyes and a whimper escaped her lips as she tried desperately not to break down into a sob.

The girl shook as she walked over to the window of her house and it took her a minute to muster enough courage to open up the blinds enough for her to look outside. The lights still flickered all around her and she could hear the wind roaring outside, but the sound of the demogorgon had disappeared and she didn't know whether to be relieved or worried.

Y/N took in a shaky breath before looking through the blinds. Her breath hitched in her throat at the sight before her, surprise and fear coursing through her veins.

Instead of the demogorgon, a person holding three balloons in front of its face stood in its spot. As if sensing her gaze, the balloons began to float up as the person moved them away from its face. It was in that moment that Y/N finally saw the clown that Richie had been telling her about.

Y/N's breathing was out of control and it felt like the lights were flickering at an even more intense speed than before. She watched as the clown who Beverly had told her was named Pennywise, let out a loud laugh, its eyes trained on the girl as he waved at her.

The lights outside flickered out longer than usual, but as soon as they came back on, Pennywise had moved closer, now standing in the middle of the street with the demogorgon from earlier right behind him.

Y/N barely had time to blink before the clown was suddenly on the other side of the window with the demogorgon by its side, both of them opening their mouths to reveal rows of teeth that looked to be covered in something red that shined in the light—blood. A ear piercing scream left her lips and Y/N stumbled back right as the lights flickered on and off again.

"Y/N?" her father's panicked voice exclaimed as he came running into the room, the lights instantly returning to normal as soon as he walked in.

His eyes frantically searched around the room and he caught sight of his seventeen year old daughter hugging her knees with tears streaming down her face. "Y/N?" He asked again, confusion lacing his voice as he hesitantly walked towards his daughter.

The girl glanced up at him, but it was like she looked right through him as she got up onto her feet and went over to the window. She looked outside and her breath hitched in her throat. Her father furrowed his eyebrows and quickly moved across the room to look outside only to see that there was an empty road.

"I-" Y/N whispered before falling short, not knowing what to say.

It and the demogorgon were gone, but there was no way she could've imagined that. No way.

"Y/N, honey, are you okay?" her father asked as he looked at her with concern filled eyes.

"I'm. . .I'm fine. J-J-Just thought I saw something is all," Y/N muttered, her voice shaky as she looked anywhere but at her father. "I'm. . .I'm going to go to bed."

She didn't give her father time to respond before she was rushing out of the room and up the stairs. Y/N reached her room within a matter of seconds and was quick to close her bedroom door before turning and letting a quiet sob escape her lips.

"What the fuck was that?" Y/N whispered to herself, her fingers gripping onto her hair as she tried to think of an explanation. The Party had closed the gate and the Losers' Club had stopped Pennywise. So how-?

Y/N shook her her head, not wanting to think too much about what had happened. "You're just tired," Y/N told herself as she forced herself to start getting ready for bed. "Your mind is playing tricks on you. You just need some sleep is all."

She changed into her pajamas and brushed her teeth in silence before she stared at herself in the mirror. The fright was still evident on her face and she took in a shaky breath before whispering, "The gate is closed. It is dead. The gate is closed. It is dead."

The words were enough to make her release her iron grip on her bathroom counter and she whispered again, "The gate is close. It is dead." Y/N made her way over to her bed and hesitated when she saw Bill's jacket lying on her desk chair.

She quickly grabbed it and put it on, wrapping the article around her body and inhaling Bill's scent. She felt safe wearing the jacket, so she kept it on and climbed into bed.

Y/N was about to turn off the light when she decided one night with it on couldn't hurt. She then laid down and hugged the jacket close to her body as she muttered to herself, "The gate is closed. It is dead."

She would end up saying those two sentences until she fell asleep, but each time she would find herself believing the statement less and less.

"The gate is closed."

"It is dead."

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Swatch x Gender Neutral Reader: The Swatch is Sweeter on the Other Side

Heal? Failed...? What was going on? It was news to you that Susie knew how to use magic. Granted, she was a bit of a loner and rarely talked to or hung out with anybody. Even with yourself, if she could just rely on texting, she'd do it. It felt like in the past day or so Susie had become a completely different person.

“Bah...wha...wait, wait...!” As Swatch stood at your side, you waved your arms about to stop him from trying to assist you as he so wanted. “Where is Susie now? And why was I even hurt? What happened!”

“All excellent questions, my dear Lightner,” Swatch said with a regal bow, his hand upon his chest as he did so. “However, I am not the one you should be asking.”

“Yes! That would be Susie! Where is Susie!” You didn't mean to sound so panicked, but this wasn't home. One moment you were in the computer lab and the next, you were in some café for some reason.

Swatch recoiled ever slightly, moving their feathered fingers near to their palms as you flailed about. “Now, now, this won't do,” he spoke with a subtle sigh trickling about his words. “If you wish, my good Lightner, I can see to it that she is found at once by one of my underlings?” He straightened his tie with a clearing of his throat. “Would that suffice and calm you down?”

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A thousand questions rushed at you, so you picked the one that was most important. “Who are you? Who are... all of you?”

The black feathered hand of the creature pressed upon their chest before they bowed. “Forgive me for not introducing myself. I am Swatch, and these,” he motioned to the monsters about him, “are my Swatchlings.”

You introduced yourself in turn before asking your next needed question. “Where is Susie?”

“Oh, you mean the monster girl with... the impressive teeth?” You could tell Swatch was trying to be kind in describing her. They fixed their glasses, clearing their throat. “She said she found you out cold, and, in her desperation, brought you to our world since there was a storm of some sort?” Swatch shrugged. “Forgive me, I know nothing of the goings on in the Lightners' world.”

Lightners...? you thought to yourself before expelling a sigh of annoyance. “Really..? She just dumped me in this hotel room?”

“My café, actually. It was as far as she could bring you.” Swatch curved his fingers near their pointed beak with a hum. “Odd, really, concerning her strength.”

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I'm hoping to have this done sometime this weekend, but that will be decided based on my physical and mental strength. xD Enjoy the WIP for now. ♥

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What would Swatch be like as a romantic partner?

The absolute best. I'm being biased, I know.

Swatch would be very attentive to your needs.

Yes, he will always serve Queen, no doubt about that, but his lover's needs will always be at the forefront of his mind as well.

If you have a favorite dessert or food item? He will make it swiftly or learn to make it just for you if he's never done so before.

Since he's loyally served Queen for so long and watched over the Swatchlings like they're family, his mannerism are a bit on that side of that spectrum.

He'll ask if there's anything he can do for you.

He'll want to schedule a time—yes, schedule—for cuddling.

Swatch is used to having everything running just so. It'll take a bit of breaking that habit when he's in a relationship.

He won't get upset if you ignore that schedule and cuddle him whenever you wish to, of course. If anything, Swatch will be surprised.

He'll offer to make your bath and bathe you.

If you'd be so bold to allow him to do such a thing, he would compliment every part of your body—be in awe of it.

If you're unwell, he would ask another Swatchling to take his place at the front counter for a moment as he tended to your every need.

Maybe it's because he's a bird monster, but I'd like to think he's a good singer.

Perhaps Swatch sings to you during the evenings to try and help you sleep.

If that doesn't help, he can always read a book to you if you'd like.

The gentle, deep and soothing tone of his voice is quite melodic on its own.

The best part of sleeping for the night is feeling him hold you. His feathers are so warm, especially when he fluffs up.

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Humans: Keep birds as pets to love, nurture, spoil, and adore.

Swatch(lings): Keeps small human as a pet to love, nurture, spoil, and adore.

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Chapter 13/20+. Window Across the Galaxy [added 9/21]

girl falls first; raccoon falls harder.

When he opens his eyes and hazards a glance in Jo’s direction, she’s already facing the screens again, rereading whatever the Sovereign listing says. “Jo?” She hums a distracted sort of acknowledgement, saves the transmission, and closes out the screen with her back still to the room. Rocket feels his shoulders tense. He racks his brain, but he can’t think of a time when she hasn’t immediately turned toward the sound of his voice like a little Xandaran field-daisy searching for the sun. Which is a stupid thought to have. Of course there must’ve been times when she hadn’t responded. Nope, some shitty little part of him argues. Not even when she’d had her leg busted open and crushed in by that shitbag Ronan.She was still looking for you. Always.

Chapter XIII. Don't Wait. in which a lost sister is found and Drax grapples with the concept of sarcasm.

all aboard the angst train. the next few chapters are a lot of sad so please take care of yourselves. come back later if you need to. or message me and i'll send you a quick and more painless summary.

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let me be real with you: this fic is really about wish-fulfillment. not just the eventual smut (but that too). mostly i just want someone to be nice to my best raccoon

Chapter I. A Delicacy. in which our reluctant heroes meet atop a crate of Sovereign porn in the bowels of a Ravager ship. Chapter II. Monster For A Pet. in which one hero wrestles with his inner Groot, and the other is quite possibly a moron. Chapter III. A Kindness.in which Rocket gets in his own damn way: not for the first time, and certainly not for the last. Chapter IV. Got There First. in which our heroes obtain an arsenal and street food. Chapter V. Things No-One Has Said Before. in which one hero refuses to babysit and the other refuses to leave. Chapter VI. Two and a Half Billion Units. in which we lean into the “they were roommates” trope. Jolie has misgivings, while Rocket has fantasies - about getting rich, of course. Chapter VII. I'm Here.in which we visit Knowhere. Chapter VIII. The Care & Feeding of Human Pets. in which our heroes practice breathing and we lean into a new trope: “there was (technically) one bed.” Chapter IX. Scrapmetal and a Dream. in which we redefine homemaking. Chapter X. Thin Fucking Ice. in which our heroes get fucked. Not in the good way. Chapter XI. Let It Be. in which Xandar is saved and good lives are lost. Chapter XII. So Much It Hurts. in which we try not to fuck up the vibes. Chapter XIII. Don’t Wait. in which a lost sister is found and Drax grapples with the concept of sarcasm. Coming Soon: Chapter XIV. Exactly Like a Flower. in which comfort is shared.

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Destiel Chronicles

Vol. CIX

It was a love story from the very beginning.

Dean, What Do You Want?

(14x01/14x02)

Hi everyone! We arrived to season 14. Is th season I started writing meta, so this is gonna be a resume of all my observations from these two episodes.

This season was the 'what do you want?' season, but it also was the Profound Bond season to me. And you'll see why.

Let's start!

All my metas from these episodes from season 14 can be found here: X , X, X, X. X.

Closing Arcs and the Phoenix Complex

At the beginning of the season, there was a lot of clues that led us to think the show was coming to its end.

The first character showing this, was Sam.

I started to elaborate the concepto of 'Phoenix Complex' in Supernatural characters.

This idea is based over that ability of the characters in coming back from death several times.

Like the Phoenix, they reborn from their ashes renewed. And that's the meaning from this.: "I'm giving you this so many chances to change your point of view, so you can see with new eyes."

Is the same concept with the breaking point trough lost, pain and tragedy.

Following this idea, we could say Dean and Castiel (and Sam) needed to go through their journey dying and resurrecting as many times as they needed to be renewed. Season 14 is the season of HEALING!DEAN and Castiel had his growth too.

Because they needed to love themselves, accept themselves, in order to freely love the other.

That's why this was the what do you want season.

But, I said before, Sam is the first one closing his arc:

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And how glorious way to closed that hateful destiny. He rules his own path. He says "ENOUGH!" To those demons, but also, to his past with them. We won't come back to those black days. He even saw his prison guard, Lucifer, dying in front of him. The victory is by his side.

This path of self knowledge and self acceptance is about to end. He's not anymore this guy with so many regrets and so many incomplete desires. He even had the opportunity of reconciliation with his mother, that profund wound, healing with forgiveness.

But now that we know about season 15, Sam's words here have an additional meaning to what I wrote. Because we know there wasn't a king, but a queen of hell right?

What do you want?

The season starts with Michael asking everyone what do they want. When actually, he was trying to figure out what Dean wanted. It was an indirect question. Because Michael could have Dean's body but not his more deepest secret. (Just like the Qareen in season 11 remember? She couldn't decipher what was in Dean's heart)

Pay attention to this dialogue:

MICHAEL: Why are we here. I know why I’m here to ask you a question.

JAMIL: What question?

MICHAEL: The same question I’ve spent weeks traveling around this world asking all sorts of people. Holy men, leaders, killers. And now I come to you, Jamil Hamed. (pause) What do you want? (...)If you could have anything, name it.

JAMIL: Peace. And love.

Michael names three kind of people in his list: holy men, killers and leaders. The three characteristics that could apply to Dean. So, this question is maden for Dean. That's why no answer will satisfy Michael. Because the answers he is having are not enough to understand Dean completely.

MICHAEL: If you cared about peace, you never would have left Syria. You never would have ran and abandoned your friends to die – and they did die.

JAMIL: No.

Imagine Michael saying this to Dean because is an indirect message for him. And he is trying to break Dean through GUILT. By saying YOUR FRIENDS ARE ALONE NOW AND THEY'RE GOING TO DIE BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT THERE TO PROTECT THEM.

MICHAEL: And if you cared about love, you never would have gone into that broom closet with – What was her name?

The symbolism using the word closet, Dean inside the closet just dating women.

MICHAEL: And that’s the problem with you. You’re lost... And not worth saving.

Michael is talking about what he can read inside of Dean. His fears. But this is also a parallel to the Destiel first meeting in that barn where Castiel reads in Dean that he had not faith. We will have another reading of his fears with Kaia in episode 14x03.

Another clue of why Michael couldn't have access to Dean deepest secrets was when he faces Anael in episode 14x02 and mistook her for Castiel...

(Just a little reminder of why Dean said yes to Michael, it was because of FAMILY LOVE!)

Okay, now... That time when Michael thought Anael was Cas...

MICHAEL: I know about you, Jo. Because he knew about you. You're the rebel, the angel who doesn't like playing by Heaven's rules or whatever. You pretend to care about these things -- pretty things. But that's all it is -- pretending.

These trinkets, they don't make you happy. They just pass the time. They're not what you really want.

SISTER JO: And if you're so smart, what do I really want?

MICHAEL: Love. To belong, to have a place -- a home, a family. It's very very human of you. And so, so disappointing.

I can sense how many angels are in this world. There aren't many left. I thought... maybe I could help. But if they're all these sad, lost, fallen things -- things like you -- maybe they're not worth saving, either.

Don't you think is really weird? Yes, because Dean won't let Michael to have access to his feelings for Castiel.

That means the bond is not complete because Dean is already bonded with Castiel.

Bringing back the Profound Bond

At the beginning of episode 14x01 we had that random demon reminding us that Castiel and Dean are bonded.

Gif credit @helpimanspnfan

Everything."

Yes... This was a good bait for us but it was too a reminder that DEAN AND CAS SHARE THIS PROFOUND BOND. And putting that in the first episode was like "You viewers keep this in mind".

This was important and it was put as a preamble for the whole season.

Depressed Castiel and the low grace

We will never know if these were plot holes and huge mistakes from Dabb or if it had to do with Castiel's depression.

I wrote that in one of my metas, related to that time in season 10 (mostly episode 10x01) in which Castiel was so depressed, with low grace and letting himself die because Dean was missed.

But also this scene...

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Castiel is more emotional than in the previous seasons. We all know because he misses Dean, and he is here using Dean's words with Jack. Because Dean is his role model. We all know that. But this has to do too with Castiel closing his arc too.

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The dialogue he had with Jack was about that time when he became a human and how he learned he had Dean and Sam but mostly, he had himself.

This Castiel knows where he belongs. He knows his family are Dean, Jack and Sam. Being Dadstiel helped him to find his place. And this lead us to a closure of his character.

Michael bringing Purgatory vibes

Just a few words about Michael and monsters. He really thought there was PURITY about it. He is the one bringing back this concept we saw in season 8 related to Purgatory. It won't be the only clues he will show throughout the season about purity and monsters and Purgatory. In retrospective, there were foreshadowing Castiel and Dean coming back to Purgatory of Love in 15x09.

To Conclude:

Season 14 is the season of the profound Bond, the healing!Dean concept linked to the question 'what do you want?'

It's also a journey though the beginning of the closure of arcs (or an attempt of it).

Time for Dean to accept himself and love himself.

Hope you liked this first meta from season 14! See you in the next one!

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Destiel Chronicles

Vol. CVIII

It was a love story from the very beginning

Another Destiel Separation

(12x23)

Hello my friends and welcome to the last meta from season 13!

I would love to see the script from this episode because I always said they robbed us the goodbye scene between Cas and Dean, but well...

Let's start...

Mary and Bobby, Destiel mirror and the calm before th storm

First, we had a random werewolves hunt. In which we had a little of comedy and a sneak peek to what Jack's training is. Dean says it's a werewolves hunt and let the kid to answer they will need silver bullets. Just like a resident to his doctor in charge.

Team Free Will 2.0 working together with great results, is showing us the calm before the storm.

Jumping now to the scene between Mary and Bobby, we have here another Destiel mirror. With Mary (Dean) and Bobby (Castiel).

They come from different worlds, and once Boby starts to walk in this new universe, with Mary, he begins to embrace it. Just like Castiel did with humanity, asking in season 8 to be a hunter and to stay in Earth with Dean.

BOBBY: (...) Anyways...without an archangel, it's not like we can go back home. And I'm not sure I'd want to. I...I like it here.

We've been robbed: 1

Remember that scene in which Dean shows Sam so much faith on Jack (the faith that he took from Castiel) and thought about retirement? A happy ending? Yeah, let's cry here and struggle with the idea that we've been robbed...

DEAN: Hey, you remember...remember when you asked if we could stop it? All the evil in the world?

SAM: Yeah.

DEAN: If we could...really change things? Well, maybe with Jack, we can.

SAM: Maybe you're right. But then what will we do?

DEAN: Mm. Yeah. This. (Dean holds a beer he has been carrying and Sam looks down at his) A whole lot of this.

But on a beach somewhere, you know?

Can you imagine?

You, me, Cass, toes in the sand, couple of them little umbrella drinks. Matching Hawaiian shirts, obviously. Some hula girls.

SAM (scoffing) You talking about retiring? You?

DEAN: If I knew the world was safe? Hell, yeah. And you know why? 'Cause we freaking earned it, man.

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Dean thinks in a happy retirement with his brother and Castiel. Because this was in his heart. This was Dean's wish. And this should be his ending. He is the one saying it. They deserved that ending because they freaking earned it. Dean didn't mention Jack, because this is played as a foreshadow in which Jack will have a very important role to keep the world safe as Dean wants: Jack will be the new God.

The scene in which Jack has a nightmare and Dean goes to calm him down, we hear him talk about his own nightmares about people he couldn't save, this shows THE GUILT HERITAGE inside of him, and how this will lead him to say yes to AUMichael.

Jack follows Dean's toxic behavior

Jack goes to avenge Maggie's dead by his own, just like Dean did to face Loki. (Following Dean's toxic bwhat and not his advices).

Then we have Dean shooting at Jack by the back, as a foreshadow of how he will deceive Jack to out him inside the Ma'lak box in season 14.

The manipulative speech Lucifer gives to Jack is a parallel to the one that will give fem!AUMichael to Jack in episode 14x09. The words are similar: talks about power, their difference with humans, their supremacy over humans, and how they should be together to conquer the world because they're family.

The comparison with Star War Anakin, is to place doubts about Jack's future, because everyone knows Anakin turns into the dark side.

But then Sam praying to Jack (just like Dean to Cas) is showing us the faith Sam has on him too.

Jack revails Lucifer's true intentions and true self in a very spectacular show of his powers.

A Sacrifice for family love

Lucifer kidnaps Jack and Sam because he knows about their bond: Sam occupied in this season Lucifer's place as a father. Lucifer knows it and that's why he decided to took them with him and play a sadic game.

How Sam and Jack were willing to give their lives for each other is the same scenario of Dean giving his life and body to AUMichael to save them. Both sacrifies are for Love, FAMILY LOVE. As Michael will tell Sister Jo in 14x02.

The scenes are mixed between the church in which Jack and Sam are deliberating who will do the sacrifice and Dean about to offer his own life like the sword to Michael.

And Jack saying...

JACK: I love you. I love all of you.

Third time we see it int he show (Castiel and Mary in season 12), is telling us that had always been a family love confession. Just like Dean saying yes to Michael.

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We've been robbed: 2

The scene in which Dean starts saying he is Michael's sword, is short but very meaningful. Castiel flicks his eyes to him surprised about the offer Dean is making to that monster. He tries to stop him but Dean feels he is trapped and he has to make that sacrifice for Jack and Sam.

The fandom were heartbroken by then about Castiel's feelings, and maybe writers should make it even more noticeable in the script: I'm talking about the fact that Castiel's fall was because he fought against Heaven's Orders, that implied DEAN SAYING YES TO MICHAEL. It means, he went against destiny and embraced free will, following Dean and looking at him as a role model.

He was really angry when Dean almost say yes in season 5, if you remember that scene, Castiel literally kicked Dean's ass.

But this Castiel is different from that one in season 5. He is against that decision but even so, he remains quiet, to a side, watching the man he loves and the one for who he left everything he was for millennials, being snatched by Michael from his side.

When Michael takes control of Dean's body, Castiel can sense it, because they're bonded.

But you know, I still feel there was a scene missing: the one in which Dean says goodbye to Cas. (And I really thought there would be a kiss scene erased there... I explained this here.)

This was another lovers separation, my friends... Sighs...

To Conclude

The last episode from this season was messy and sometimes confusing. It was written by Dabb, and he tends to do that.

In the middle of the messy plot, we can talk about Destiel parallel (Mary and Bobby)

Jack mirroring Dean's toxic behavior and another lovers separation.

Hope you liked this meta, see you in the next one!

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XCIII, XCIV, XCV, XCVI, XCVII, XCVIII, XCIX, C, CI, CII, CIII, CIV, CV, CVI.

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Destiel Chronicles

Vol. CXVIII

It was a love story from the very beginning.

Happiness

(14x14/14x15)

Hello my dears! I'm sharing another volume from season 14. I'm gonna try to focus this meta just over Destiel topic. Remember this is a summary from my season 14 written metas you can find the whole entire analysis about the season in the following links...

X, X, X, X, X, X and X.

Toxic Masculinity vs the Gorgon (Dean's bisexuality)

Episode 14x14 'Ouroboros' we had a lot of hints about Dean's bisexuality and his hidden desire (Castiel).

That's why as a counterpart Michael, being inside Dean's head, hitting that spot in his forehead Everytime Dean is thinking about his hidden desire, it will be hitten by the Gorgon when he pushed Dean's against the wall. Bisexuality and forbidden love trying to kick off Michael (toxic masculinity) inside of Dean's head.

To settle the symbolism of the Gorgon, I wrote the following analysis:

That's why the Gorgon's behavior towards Castiel:

Kissing Castiel with poison. If the monster is a toxic representation of Dean's fears... Is obvious this is what Dean is terrified to do. He wants it, but he is afraid to ruin/paralyze/destroy his friend, or his friendship, or be rejected. This are all the fears inside Dean's head. Part of his emotional prison. He thinks everything he touches end ruined. Because "he is bad luck".

Now, look at this observation made by my friend @weird-dorky-little-d ...

The episode, written by Yockey, is full of visual elements and symbolisms.

The meaning of the snake talks about NEW LIFE, NEW ERA, RENEWAL. It's obviously related to Jack as a foreshadow for the New God. That's why we saw Jack attached to the snake later.

Another important symbolism was the eating action all over the episode. Why? Because Jack will end up eating Michael's scent at the end of Ouroboros.

Cas is not amused

As a preamble to Dean and Castiel incoming big fight, we will have Dean repeating to him his intentions of self sacrifice, and how Castiel reacts to it.

We will have Destiel old married couple bickering, but also this scene:

Gif credit @ahoyspn

It's clearly pointing out how Castiel is feeling about Dean's plan and how Intolerant towards it by projecting his frustration to this officer.

The bickering was so strongly present in this episode, but in the end, the soft Destiel touch scene was showing us that, as Dean said in 12x12, even when they fight, they love each other deeply and they solve their differences at the end. Look at Castiel with a failed attempt of caressing Dean's forehead.

Gif credit @inacatastrophicmind

Another painful foreshadow of the end of the show was Jack and Castiel's talk about mortality. About how Dean and Sam will die someday.

Painful Happiness

Let's jump to episode 14x16, and how it was time for Castiel to show us what he really wants. The entire episode was a Castiel's POV and the color pink (happiness) was present the whole time.

I made an analysis of Happy Acres:

So Castiel is showing us his deepest desires and how he feels he can't make it loud. Because Scared Oath and because his deal with the Empty.

But the visual narrative in that pic is yelling this...

Yes... The Empty mocked him bc "Castiel's love interest" mentioning tulips, as a romantic reference.

But let's talk about HALF ORANGE. Half orange, in Latin America, mean SOULMATE, the love of your life who was perfectly made for you... I know people were talking about other meanings, but after watching the episode, I would say, our Latin meaning is so accurate!

Another huge foreshadow for 15x18, was Sunny defeating his evil father with happiness, just the same that Castiel did by defeating Death with happiness.

Another important scene that played as a preamble to 15x18 was this one

A kissing goodbye, the Castiel's mirror saying I CAN'T, I MADE A PROMISE. 😏 I'm seeing you, writers. And when they hugged...

This was when we had still hopes about a happy Destiel endgame, but we only got Castiel's love confession (delayed by the promise of protect Jack (to Kelly) against the Empty and his own happiness. And after that, the guy in green, representing Castiel. The kissing goodbye, was just a painful goodbye.

There's a lot of symbolism in this episode about Castiel's GUILT (because feeling his love for Dean could be seen as Guilt and repression).

The pink milkshake, the pink letter, the lady in Destiel colors that sensed Castiel was gay, etc. It's all described in my metas I out up here.

To Conclude:

These two episode talked about repressed feelings and how painful is to break free of them.

Dean fighting against his own toxic masculinity and Catsiel fighting against his own happiness.

With a lot of foreshafows and hints towards the final episode from the show.

Hope you liked this summary meta, see you in the next one!

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If you wanna read the previous metas from season 14 here you have the links:

Vol. CIX, CX, CXI, CXII, CXIII, CXIV, CXV, CXVI, CXVII.

Buenos Aires June 20th 2021 2:10 PM

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Destiel Chronicles

Vol. XCIX

It was a love story from the very beginning.

Dean is in love.

(13x11/13x12)

Hello my friends!!! We almost arriving to the half of the season!

I will talk mostly about episode 14x12, the episode Dean confesses he's in love, okay. Kind of. 🤣

Let's start this mess ...

Family Love

Episode 13x11 talks about family love to point us the difference with romantic love (Dean in the firsts 5 episodes).

We have Sam depressed, because he thinks they won't be able to find Mary. Now, the one that had lost his faith and hopes is Sam. And Dean will be the one keeping the hopes up, because he just got back his angel back.

The brother go to help Donna. Donna is desperate trying to find her lost niece. Her despair and her seek is a foreshadow how Sam and Mary searching for Dean in the first episode from season 14.

The vamps wear mask, (as symbolic representation of future Dean's possesion).

Another important point here is Doug breaking up with Donna once he discovers Donna hunts monsters.

This fact could be seen as a parallel to Cassie and Dean, but also, as a premonition of Dean and Cas break up.

The parallel of depression between Dean and Sam rests on the fact that Sam wasn't suicidal.

Sam had put all his hopes in Jack and now Jack is gone, so, all the words that come out from his mouth, are examples of how he feels. His speech to Donna after Doug left, it's a recalling of Dean's speech to Patience.

SAM: Let him go. Donna, when you choose this life, anyone who gets too close, eventually they get hurt. Or worse. So let him go. He’ll be safer that way.

And then, when he's alone with Dean...

DEAN: I mean, we save people, Sam.

SAM: Yeah, we also get people killed, Dean. Kaia, for instance. She helped us and she died for it.

DEAN: Hey, look, I know you’re in some sort of a—

SAM: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, don’t – don’t… You keep saying I’m in a dark place, but I’m not, Dean. Everything I’m saying is the truth. It’s our lives. And I tried to pretend it didn’t have to be. I tried to pretend we could have Mom back and Cas and – and help Jack. But we can’t. This ends one way for us, Dean. It ends bloody. It ends bad.

Sam is now where Dean had been, but not even bringing Castiel back gives Sam faith and hopes. He had a plan, and the plan failed. So he lost hopes. It points perfectly the difference with Dean. Dean recognized he was in bad shape, he recognized to Billy he wanted to die. Because the pain of loosing the love of his life was unbearable.

"I'm in love"

Episode 13x12 starts with two sister, witches, dressed in red and yellow, (Dean and Sam colors) Jennie and Jamie. Both girls want to bring their mother back from dead just like Sam and Dean want to bring their mother back from the AU.

They use a hammer to kill the first man in the episode. The hammer represents JUSTICE, and it will be seen a lot in the next season related to Dean, trying to make justice for what he lived possesed by Michael. The one killing the man is Jamie, Dean's mirror.

Let's jump now to Sam and Dean scene. And because this is a Yockey episode, we have some books to pay attention to. Don't worry, my friend @emblue-sparks did an excellent work analyzing the books that Yockey put in this episode. You can find that meta here.

All those books played their role as a premonition of AU!Michael possessing Dean experience.

Now, keeping the Family Love vs Romantic Love mirror, we switch places again in this dialogue...

SAM: I’m just saying, Dean, Jack was our way over there, obviously, so with him gone…

DEAN: Okay, well, Jack’s been gone before. We found him once. We can find him again.

Remember when Sam said this to Dean the so many times Cas was gone?

Now, just a piece in what Dean says... Shows us how much he misses his angel...

DEAN: We should probably loop Cas in at some point.

The scene with Cas and Lucifer locked in prison, and trying to escape, is another foreshadow for Dean's inner prison. But, it's interesting how we cut this scene to pass to Dean and witches sisters, with Jennie saying...

JENNIE: Doesn’t a kiss, like, usually wake up your true love?

So Dean kisses Dean's mirror... How symbolic is this? Very much...

Remember when in season 14 I was screaming all my way DEAN NEEDS TO LOVE HIMSELF BEFORE LOVE OTHERS? To ourselves is PIVOTAL for our mental health. Talking about Dean, it's fundamental to release himself from his emotional prison. Dean needs to know HE IS WORTHY. He needs to really love himself, that's the symbolism of this scene.

Now... The scene in which Dean days "I'm in love" has a tiny prelude... We need to see what Sam is doing or thinking before his brother enters joyfully confesses it...

SAM: Hey, uh… I think you might be right. I think maybe it’s time we go ahead and call Cas, because, I mean, if…if…

Why is Cas here again? Preluding Dean's quote? Simply because DEAN IS IN LOVE WITH CAS

SAM: You all right?

DEAN: Am I all right? I’m in love.

SAM: You...Oh, are you?

DEAN: I mean, I am, like, full-on twitterpated here. Seriously, I can’t wait for you to meet her, either (...)

(Gif set credit @inacatastrophicmind )

(Gif set credit @bennylafitte )

And the big SAMMY KNOWS SCENE, poor soul he thought Dean will confess his feeling for the angel to his brother, that's why he wheels enthusiastically to hear him. That's why he asks as if he didn't know. But then Dean goes 'her' and Sam shakes his head puzzled... Why? Because he's sure his brother lives Castiel, and Castiel's is a 'him'. Wrong pronoun.

That's when our insightful moose starts to suspect something is fishy.

Rowena and the fifth base

Another important scene was Rowena talking about the fifth base, which, everybody knows what it means...

ROWENA: (...) Tell me, did they get to fifth base?

DEAN: There’s no such thing as fifth base.

ROWENA: Oh, you poor, sheltered boy. [Dean gives Sam a confused look] Anyway. What’s by is by.

(Gif set credit @whoeveryoulovethemost )

Analyzing Dean's reaction to Rowena's wording in second meaning, we can Conclude he knew what was she exactly talking about. He swallows at the WHAT'S BY IS BY, and blinks flustered. Someone knows his secret hahaahahaha

Also, Rowena deceiving the boys, is Asmodeus playing Cas...

DEAN: Oh, I’m gonna say it. She played you.

SAM: [defensively] She played us.

This is a foreshadow of Dean recognizing in front of Cas that Asmodeus played him and his brother, they should see that coming. Dean will feel guilty and will confess it to his angel.

Another little but interesting scene was Jamie and Jennie killing each other, just the ending Chuck will reveal he wants for Sam and Dean in season 15.

At the end of the episode, we'll see Rowena releasing herself from her chains. As a representation of Dean releasing himself from his inner prison.

To Conclude:

These two episode keep playing with symbolism and foreshadows of season 14.

The scene of Dean kissing Dean's mirror shows us the idea of Healing!Dean in season 14.

Sammy definitely knows Dean is in love with Cas, fight me.

Hope you like this meta, see you in the next one!

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If you wanna read the previous metas from this season, here you have the links:

Vol. XCIII, XCIV, XCV, XCVI, XCVII, XCVIII.

Buenos Aires, February 7 2021 1:58 PM

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