#at this point im starting to worry its going to end up sticking though

[voidedjuice]

Tuber on a stroll

[yourstrulyrika]

finished re8, went through a breakdown (im fine now btw no worries its just the damn ending making me lose my mind) and now im watching matpat

and out of nowhere, i got a thought about breath play so uh yeah here we go leon kennedy smut again :3 he’s in my mind 24/7 at this point. btw guys lemme know if you’d like to see other characters because i see the same situation with jill or chris ong— okay im. jill is so. okay just let me know!! i’ll be happy to oblige!!!! reqs are open so remember that :3 they’re open all the time

warnings: none it really is just leon choking you with his biceps

fem! reader btw

at first, Leon was just a tiiiiiny bit hesitant. like what do you mean you want him to choke you? what if he hurts you? but you hit him with your pretty face and he was like okay i’ll think about it

he loves doggy you know. Leon loves your body— all of it— so he loves all positions, but doggy is one of his favorites because he can spank you and watch your ass jiggle <3 he loves it

you didn’t mention the choking again. maybe he was just uncomfortable with it, you thought. but! when you were at it again, with him banging your brains out, you felt his hand on your neck, testing how you’ll react. when he feels you tightening up around him, he chuckles,

“you like this don’t you? cute.” he says in his breathy tone, that damn voice that makes you lose your mind and feel like you’re on cloud nine. he tilts your head up a little, fingers on your jaw to keep your head up, pulling you into a deep kiss to distract you. in the meantime, he wraps his bicep around your neck when you’re distracted by the kiss, squeezing gently to test the waters.

in that moment, all the hesitation has left his body. he starts liking— no, loving it now. hearing your muffled moan in his mouth is enough to push him to the edge, but not yet. your pussy is clenching around him so fucking good, he’s about to lose his damn mind, he loves it, he loves you. and your pretty pussy too of course.

your nails scratch at his arm, and he’s actually proud of it — the marks — they prove you’re feeling good and he’s there for it, they decorate his skin so prettily, he thinks. your pussy feels like heaven when you’re in this state; you barely holding on, mindless babbles and mewls leaving your mouth.

“so hot, baby. so fucking hot, can’t get enough of you.” and it’s true. Leon can never get enough of you. he’s addicted, drunk on you, so in love, all yours— literally all yours. anything you want, he’ll provide because you’re his everything and dear god he loves being yours. he tries to show it, to show how much he loves you, make you feel how much he loves you because you make his cock go crazy without doing anything.

“god, ‘m close, princess. you gonna take it yeah? be a good girl,” he growls between the thrusts. he starts getting desperate, sloppy— messily hitting his hips against yours and squeezing your neck with his arm. it feels so good — you feel like you’re drowning in him, almost trapped except you don’t want to leave. all you can think about is him and how good he’s fucking you, how well he’s hitting that one spot that makes your tongue stick out of your mouth and drool. at one point you just can’t think properly. but not to worry, you don’t need to think because Leon is doing all the job for you. you just have to lay there prettily and take his cock as it slams your sweet cunt repeatedly!! you don’t need to think — Leon’s got you <3

“she’s sucking me in so well, fuck, so sweet, love you baby,”

you noticed that every time he’s close, he starts babbling everything that comes into his mind. he’s so close, you can feel it, how he’s squeezing your neck, how he’s twitching inside you. he makes sure you cum first though, so he’s holding back. the moment he feels you coming though? he instantly cums deep inside you with a loud whine, feeling you pulse around him. he keeps going through your orgasm until you’re twitching and telling him it’s too much, overstimulation kicking in. he keeps his hand on your neck around you though! he actually came to like it. after a long moment, he pulls out and kisses your forehead,

“you look so damn pretty with my hand on your neck.” he whispers into your head, before taking you to the bathroom.

[amsznn]

Hi can I request Matt x reader

The reader and her friend are going to one of the boys show.They do the meet and greet and the reader talks to Matt.she is really shy but the more they get to talking the more comfortable they are together.Later on the the boys the boys are on stage and one the challenges is singing.They have to pick someone they met earlier and Matt picks the reader.He remembers her saying even though she is shy she loves singing.In the end the reader ends up winning for Matt’s team and he asks for her number.Lots of fluff!!

STAGE FRIGHT - m.sturniolo

warnings: none

-

if someone told you a couple of months ago that you would be standing in line to meet your favorite youtubers, you’d probably laugh. not only was it difficult to get tickets, but it seemed impossible to you since they were also expensive.

but that all changed when your best friend surprised you with two tickets to one of their shows.

which is why you’re hear. standing in line, minutes away from meet the three boys for the meet and greet portion, hands sweaty, and fidgeting every second. “you good?” you’re friend asked from behind you, clearly noticing how you couldn’t stay still.

“yeah, im just a bit nervous.” you said while sipping on the last of your water. “don’t worry me too.” your friend laughed as she pulled out her phone. “let’s take a selfie before we pass out.” she raised the phone and snapped a pic of you both smiling.

a couple of minutes passed and you were at the front of the line. you had brought your fresh love hoodie hoping you could get signatures from them all. after the last person had went it was now your turn.

you walked up to where the boys were standing, giving them all individual hugs. “hey, i love your guys’ videos.” you said while smiling to which all three of the boys greeted you kindly back.

“thanks, how are you enjoying the events so far?” matt responded as chris and nick had taken your hoodie to sign. “it’s fun, im most excited for the singing portion though.” you said, remembering how the boys listed their events on their group instagram account.

“oh really? you sing?” matt asked as he got passed the hoodie to sign from chris. you nodded and took the hoodie from him once he was done. “yeah, here and there.” matt only smiled before standing off to the side so you guys could take a group photo.

“so you’ll stick around for the events im guessing?” matt asked when the photo was over. you gave him a quick ‘yes’ before you had to leave.

around an hour had passed when the meet and greet ended. the boys had now moved to the stage to begin more activities.

“so first up we will have…a singing competition!” nick announced into the microphone. the crowd of fans cheered before he continued. “so matt, chris, and i will pick on of you guys to do a song with us and you guys will vote on who did better.”

“alright lemme pick.” chris said before running across the stage, looking onto the stage. he pointed to the person of his choice and she was brought on stage. nick had done the same and his partner was on stage with him. “okay matt its just you left.” chris said into the mic.

matt glanced around the crowded and his eyes landed on you. “this girl told me she could sing at the meet and greet so i would like her to come up.” he said while smiling.

you nervously looked around for a second. not sure if your ears were playing tricks on you or not. but eventually you snapped out of it and made your way to the stage.

“okay, lets start this!” nick said as he looked to his partner. the two groups had picked their songs and let out some..interesting vocals. after a couple of minutes it was you and matt’s turn.

“what song should we do?” matt asked as he turned to you, moving the mic so it wouldnt pick up the conversation.

you shrugged and thought for a bit. “maybe one of the girls by the weeknd? it’s a good song for a duo.” matt agreed and went on to tell everyone your suggestion.

the song started and you could feel your palms literally forming pools of sweat. matt went first and everyone found it amusing. near the end of the song it was your turn. matt handed you the mic and you went on to sing the rest of the lyrics.

the crowd cheered once you were done. you could see your best friend screaming from where she was standing. you turned to see the reactions of the people that accompanied you on stage.

“we are so cooked.” chris yelled into the mic while laughing. “this has to be unfair.” nick argued.

“you’re really good.” matt said ignoring the chaos his brothers were causing. you could only smile while thanking him. if he only he knew how much that meant to you coming from him. “okay i think we clearly know who the winner is right?” matt asked the crowd to which they all erupted into cheers again.

afterwards, the guests were asked to go back to their seats but as you made your way down stage, matt stopped you shortly.

“hey.”

“hey.” you responded back, a little confused. “could i maybe get your number?” the brunette asked while fumbling to get his phone out his pocket before pointing it towards you.

“oh, of course!” you said while taking his phone to type in your number. “can i text you?” matt asked when you gave him back his phone.

“i mean you have my number don’t you?” you retorted. matt only laughed and nodded before running back up the stage. leaving you, shocked at what just happened. actually, shocked at what’s been happening throughout this day.

little did you know a few other fans were watching this interaction. videos of you surfaced a lot of platforms, even some of you and matt’s private interaction.

there was no way matt would forget you now.

-

A/N: im sorry this was so late. I was in boston for spring break and i just wanted to relax for a bit. i hope you liked this <3

tags:

@junnniiieee07 @tillies33ssss @whore4matt @stellarsturns @summerl986 @inveigledvex @beccaluvschris @stingerayyy2 @bunnysturns @braindead4l @vickyzloserz @sturnzsblog

[zurdurer]

Re-listening to malevolent from part 1 and I'm less than 5 minutes in and am already getting so worried for the next updates - also my tired brain is making shoddy (probably very obvious) connections

Btw it's been a while since I started this and I did not go further in the 1st episode than 5 minutes cus I stopped to write this lol

So urh spoiler warning for Malevolent probably!!

So it starts by flicking through radio stations followed by Arthur making panic noises. Then he's scared, can't remember who/ where he is, what happened and has a voice inside his head. Soo this got me thinking, obviously there's significance in the music. There's no way that it's JUST setting the scene of the office, it may be that in part don't get me wrong but given later context there may be a lot more in it.

Obviously there are musical associations with Kayne so this could be symbolising the beginning of his interest, the point where Kayne discovers Arthur? Or at least this one to see how he works out situations. There are probably things I've missed or forgotten that meant my brain thought of this but I cannot remember right now for the life of me.

What sticks out to me though is that the only times we hear or have mention of radio (to my knowledge) is when Arthur is in the coma (it's mentioned that John listened to the radio during) and at the end of part 43 after the resurrection. So they're pretty big events. The entity appearing, John's time alone in the care of the nurse, Arthur coming back.

I mean this could all mean nothing but if either idea holds any truth to the meaning of radio in this show then I have some ideas (and concerns) for what may happen in 43.

If radio signifies the attention of Kayne then 44 may include a visit from a very irritated and blood stained god. Which yk- that could be fuuun!!

However! I'm more worried about how similar that last snipet of 43 is to the beginning of 1. I'm concerned that maybe this will be cyclical. People are talkin about Arthur losing memories but oh my gods is that a concerningly possible future. Maybe I'm misremembering 43 but book event followed by Arthur not having fun followed by the KIY being his friend in some capacity with radio somewhere in the mix feels far too similar so it would not at all surprise me if memory fuckery was back too.

bonus thought about the beginning of the first episode. the song that played could have been a little reference to their developed relationship. The switching stations being their rocky start and journey before settling on a song that is preferred and turned up high as they accept their love for the other and they both become each other's main focus. The lyrics do just fit so well I mean come ON

"I cant forget the night i met you, thats all im dreaming of // and you call it madness, ah but i call it love"

ITS LITERALLY THEM!! Gods they make me sick

Anyway. Yeah so I'm concerned for 44 but am way too tired to think about anything much longer

[sipping-ambrosia-wine]

okay so yorukura definitely didnt stick the landing... honestly episode nine mightve felt like more of a season finale if it had been leading into a season two. i dont think its bad necessarily, splitting kanoyoru toward the end of the story but i dont think they got enough one on one time together before it ended. kimura and kiui really got time to shine, which i do appreciate, but kanoyoru has been set up from episode one. theyre really the heart of the show, and giving them so little time together- even with a relationship left unconfirmed, like in lycoris recoil- kind of kills it. they were going FULL THROTTLE on kanoyoru endgame. they didnt include an aquarium date in episode three a cheek kiss in episode five the motorcycle beach date in episode seven, all of mahiru's teasing and her remarks about a special someone who inspired her and she's interested in for it to be unintentional. their breakup had me on the edge of my seat, but their make up just left me wanting.

kimura and kiui's endgame developments are generally pretty well liked and with good reason. mei got to confess her feelings and she made it clear that in contrast to her reasoning as a fan it was because of her real, less marketable traits that she loved kano. that its because theyre such different people and because she doesnt always understand her or want to emulate her that she loves kano now. and she expressed that through her own real, unmarketable trait, showing a little bit more of her own growth and self acceptance. that said its got a little less punch to it given the use of "nonotan" was nearly back to back with kano's flashbacks of her idol days and her confessing to her father that she can barely remember the last time she was called by her real name. kiui stood up to their explicitly transphobic old friends and regained a bit of that childhood confidence. maybe im a bit dumb bc the trans coding didnt quite fully click for me until then but that really blew me out of the water. like yeah oh loss of self confidence due to social isolation- and onset of puberty. when they clicked with the driving school friend who is also trans, even under the baggy dysphoria fits kano noticed that their chest was slightly bigger than the woman who had work done. kinda masc vtuber rig. pink hair and pronouns. its really cool that they confirmed it!

independent of the yuribait i do think kano and mahiru were decently done like... in all aspects aside from one another. mahiru previously worried about comments criticizing her technical art and it drove her to improve. the JELEE gang's support is why she had the courage to start drawing again in the first place but kano's mom gave constructive criticism, and then praise for the initiative and self improvement when she saw the arm edit. but that focus on technical skills and approval from others becomes a double edged blade and she doesnt deliver her best work until she draws authentically to herself and her tastes as an artist. i feel like they couldve delivered on the jellyfish metaphor, about how jellyfish can only filter and reflect the light around them, but that the light reflected is made more beautiful for it as well or... something. the point of splitting a dynamic duo in the third act is generally to let them breathe and develop apart from one another and prove they can stand on their own before bringing them together stronger for it, but though the theme is still there i feel like they kind of dropped the light and jellyfish dynamic after the fight. that said mahiru's show of devotion to kano being a timeslot at the show, the jellyfish art all over the city, and all of that being done via the show light projectors, mahiru's art made to literally shine for kano was a great touch.

now kano... this might be controversial but i dont see her ending as a "forgiving an abusive parent", or at least i dont think thats the point of it. last we see of her mom is at her graduation ceremony. kano leaves campus and sees her mom and her sister came to see her. she says she made her moms dream come true and she's clearly happy about it- but then she walks away. its not full severance but she's not living on her mom's agenda anymore. her sister was in the car- her mom mightve meant for a family meal after the graduation ceremony. from kano's words this might be the first time theyve seen one another since the concert. but kano has plans with her friends and doesnt even hesitate. her mom discarded her but it was kano who made her dream come true anyway. and now she's moving on to what she built for herself. before, she was singing to prove her mom wrong- but she was still singing because of her. when the set her 100k follower goal she was going off her mom's success model of numbered audience. she was with the sundolls as a nepobaby because her mom was their producer and wanted her in. but JELEE is hers and its what she's pursuing. all that said im dead curious about what's up with her family situation- her dad seems to be a shut in maybe? he's deliberately a gaping abscence in comparison to kano's hypercontrolling mom, and theyre definitely split. and through his viewpoint in kano's flashbacks as well as the fact that he was the reason she was in shibuya to see mahiru's mural, and also the fact that he's the last shot of the ed really makes me wonder.

overall disregarding the finale i'd say the show was still about a 8/10 but even with all that going for it they chickened out on kanoyoru and the whole episode was cheapened by it. maybe the full finalized concert lyrics of shinkai yuei had a more uplifting love song vibe to it, maybe if they had made it clear that she was singing a love song for mahiru. maybe if mahiru had been the one to encourage her instead of melo. i dont dislike these decisions independently, pursuing passions for yourself and the connection it offers with other people rather than one person in particular, forgiving yourself and laying the past to rest are good. but the last episode feels incredibly empty and it feels like overall they actively dodged every opportunity to fulfill the conclusion theyve been dangling since the start. it burns to say since i was rooting so hard for this show but theres really no other word for it but baiting. its yuribait.

[scornedserendipity]

II. The Road to California (Winchesters x Younger Sibling)

AN; so don't get me wrong. I love every single sibling au there is when it comes to my boys but i just cant stand how i always feel like its too sappy for what supernatrual in, so im writing this lol. like i said im gonna try to stick to the plot (timeline wise) but everything else is me so enjoy chapter two. (yes i do skip over some things beause a second sibling changes the timeline)

Summary: Dean and Jamie make their way to Sam in California.

word Count: 4.3k estimate

After filling Jamie in on the case concerning their father, the siblings fell into silence. Dean was driving while Jamie went through the cassettes for another album to listen to.

“I’m sorry we missed your graduation. I know it was a big moment for you.” Dean started. His sister was different, he could sense it. She was stronger, more mature but he couldn’t help but see that tiny kid Dad found in a big empty house.

“It was no different than any of the other big moments but let’s not get into it, Dean. Besides, you guys were on an important hunt and I forgot to get your tickets anyway. We can play catch-up when we get Sam.” She didn’t want to get all sentimental till they could get it all out with Sam after he agreed to come with them.

Dean sighed. “Jamie, I know you don't like being emotional 'cause you wanna be like your big brothers but we messed up. We weren't there for you when we should have been.”

“I know, don't worry it was lame anyway.” Jamie gulped. “I know you are upset about me hunting. Bobby didn’t even know till a couple of hunts ago!” She tried to explain but Dean put his hand up.

“You know how Dad feels about you hunting Jamie. That’s the whole reason he trusted you to Bobby, so you could have a normal life!”

“You know I was never going to have one, especially with my Mom still awol,” Jamie said, getting quieter when she mentioned her Mom.

Dean knew it was a touchy subject. How Dad always forbade her from seeing her Mom even though she was still alive. Jamie didn’t know the whole story of course but Dean couldn’t bring himself to tell her the truth.

“Is that what this is about? Dad and I told you what happened. You shouldn’t go chasing after her!” Dean said.

“Why should that matter? I have a right to know who my mom is if I have the chance!” 

“You’ve never even met her Jamie! We are your family. We have been there for you!”

“Oh Really? You left me with Bobby for a year Dean. You never call, never text, Dad never calls, never texts. I didn’t even know if you were alive until you rolled up!” 

Dean didn't want to argue. She was right and he knew it. they had been less than a family in the past year. especially since Sam left.

“Okay. You’re right, but now we have to put that aside and get to Sam so we can find Dad.” Dean subsided. There was never a point in arguing with Jamie, for one they could never stay mad at her, their little girl, and two, thanks to her special little party trick they could never hide their true feelings from her.

“Yes, and I’m going to help you find Dad. there is no point in arguing because I’m going to do it anyway. I got past Bobby, you two are easy.” She added, taking the finishing sip from her cream soda.

“Whatever. So what have you hunted? Any souvenirs?” Dean asked jokingly.

“First was a shapeshifter that wormed its way into town. I beat Bobby to that one when I saw its skin outside my school earlier in the year. Then there was the vampire a couple of towns over and most recently a ghost haunting my ex-boyfriend, talk about karma.” 

“Boyfriend?”

“yeah, it didn’t end up well. He wasn’t as cool as I thought he was but oh the face he made when I ganked that sucker. Ah for the pages!” Jamie laughed.

“Right. Well, no more boyfriends if you plan on being a hunter, and just because you graduated doesn’t make you grown up. So it’s the same. You follow orders and stay out of the way.” Dean said, glancing between her and the road.

He remembered the night Dad took them to her. Like the drifters they grew up to be, they were staying at their Dad’s friend’s house in Texas, hunting a vampire nest. He knew that his Dad and Frida were close. They would stop by anytime they were in town and one day, Dad had taken them there. He told them it was something important, an emergency. 

Sam and Dean questioned them the whole time about what it was till he finally spit it out. 

“You have a baby sister now and I’m taking you to meet her.”

“Dad, what do you mean? With Frida the medium?” Dean asked.

“Look, I know you’re probably upset but we didn’t mean for this to happen. I didn’t even know until a couple of weeks ago. Frida is in some trouble and needs our help.”

That was all he said about it. When they got there, the house was empty except for a car seat and a note. John and Dean searched the house while six-year-old Sam stood guard over the Baby. Curiosity got the better of him and he read the letter as he looked at the sleeping baby.

“Dear John, I am so sorry I did not tell you sooner. This child will likely have some of my abilities and for that reason and more than I can explain, I must leave her with you. All of her paperwork is under my bed. I named her Jamie Winchester. You are the father so don’t even think of running from this. She needs you and you need her.

-Frida.

“What’s it say, Sammy?” Dean asked as he came back to the main room. 

“Her name is Jamie, and she is our new sister,” Sammy said, carefully holding the newborn in her arms. “Do you want to hold her? She is sleeping.” 

“Sure,” Dean said, sitting down and taking the baby from Sam. “Jamie huh? She is a Winchester. Look at that nose!” He said. Using his index to lightly tickle the baby’s nose.

“Boys. this is no time to be cute.”

And the rest was history. it took a lot to adjust to having a new baby on the road but Dean had done it before with Sam. It wouldn’t be much harder.

The rest of the drive was silent other than the occasional argument of Metalica or AC/DC they enjoyed each other’s presence. 

“So…was there any word on your Mom?” Dean asked just as they entered Palo Alto.

“No, still nothing. But I know she is out there. Ever since the thing kicked in I’ve felt a presence and I know it disturbs you but I can’t help it.” Jamie said, immediately going to defend her statement.

“It’s not that kiddo. Regardless of what you have going through you’re head. We all love you no matter what. You are family, ever since that night in Texas, and nothing will ever change that June Bug.”

Jamie smiled and nodded. “yeah, can we stop for food? we’ve been driving forever.” Dean chuckled and agreed. They pulled into a burger joint and sat down. It was late, almost midnight on this side of the country.

“Do you think Sam will come D?” Jamie asked, setting her drink down.

“Of course he will, it’s the family business.”

Jamie stared at her brother for a moment. “Why did you never answer my calls?”

Dean looked up at his baby sister. He knew this would be the topic of conversation until Jamie was satisfied with his answers.

“Sweetie, listen, hunting is not for sport. we don’t do this because we think it is fun. I should have called and checked on you, I know and I’m sorry I didn’t. I’m sorry I didn’t return your calls. I’m trying here.” He explained.

“Fine, I will accept your lackluster and mediocre apology. But I hope you know I know you are hiding something and I’m gonna find out what it is.”

For a moment, Dean almost got panicked over the idea of his baby sister finding out what he was hiding but that was for another time.

“Common, we gotta go get Sammy, the case is still an hour away,” Dean said, dropping some change on the table and waiting. Jamie nodded and took her final bites before dusting herself off and following her brother.

“You know, when you said try to convince him, you skipped the part where we break into our brother’s dorm,” Jamie said as she followed Dean up the fire escape.

“What can I say? We’re Winchesters.” 

He broke the window and crawled in. Jamie followed after. Looking around at her brother’s life for the last two years. She pulled her gun out when she heard a crash. Turning around her brothers were wrestling, Sam holding a bat.

“Dean?!” Sam’s voice was tired. “Jamie?! What the hell are you guys doing here at two in the freakin morning?” 

“Well, Dean is looking for beer but we came here for you.”

“You guys can’t just break into my house! I could have killed you?” 

“You wouldn’t,” Jamie answered.

“Sam?” Another voice rang from the hallway. 

“Jess. Uhm, these are my siblings. Dean and Jamie, can you give us a minute?”

“Yeah, I’ll go put something on.” 

Jamie looked away. She was pretty, but she couldn’t help but sense that something was off, she wandered around the house while her brothers talked. It was always easy to slip away when she stepped away from them. Their bond was nothing she could ever imagine for herself. Yes, Sam left hunting behind for a better life, he left his family behind because of the turmoil but you can never not be a hunter. That was always her takeaway from the night Sam left for Stanford. 

Jamie listened back in when Sam’s voice got serious. 

“Whatever you need to say to me you can say to her too,” he said, putting his arm around his girl.

“Um, Dad’s on a hunting trip,” Dean said, raising his brows like Sam was supposed to understand him. “And he hasn’t been back for a while.”

"yeah, you know how the season is," Jamie said, raising her brow and winking.

“Jamie go wait in the car,” Dean said, tossing the keys for Jamie to catch right on time. She turned to Jess and smiled. “It was nice meeting you, finally. We’ll bring him back in one piece.” Jess nodded and Jamie left. Walking past her still arguing brothers.

She started the car up and waited by the trunk. Stealing one of Dean’s beers while she was at it. He wouldn’t mind. She knew he couldn’t wait for her first beer with him. Truth is her life has been on a fast track ever since Sam left and after she was left at Bobby’s she knew she would have to hit the road for her Mom sooner or later. She chose sooner knowing it wouldn’t be an easy battle finding out who she was outside of being a Winchester. 

“Jamie, pop the trunk,” Dean said. She dropped the beer to her side, hiding it behind her thigh as her brothers walked towards her. Sam had a tired look on his face.

“What was he hunting?” Sam asked. 

“And why didn’t you go with him, Dean?” Jamie piped in from the side.

“I had my own thing voodoo thing in New Orleans.”

“Dad let you go on a hunt on your own?”

“I’m twenty-six dude and besides Jamie has been solo hunts too. You’re the only one who’s behind.” Dean said.

Sam looked at his little sister with a mix of anger and surprise. She sighed and looked away. She wasn’t going to take dirt from someone who ran away from the life.

Sam walked over and hugged his sister. He already knew what she was thinking by the way she hugged him back. It wasn’t the kind of hug that popped his back and made his heels slightly lift up like before. It was just a return hug.

“Jamie. I left hunting behind, not you..” 

“Well, you have a funny way of showing it. Fill him in Dean, I’m waiting in the car.” Jamie said. She knew she had no real right to be angry. She was there with him at the height of Dad’s obsession but she couldn’t relate. Well, she could but she refused it was the Same with Dean. it was always her reaching out after Sam left. They never needed her.

She got in the backseat and checked the time. it was late but Bobby would probably be up. She mulled it over for a moment opting to listen while Dean caught Sam up. A few minutes later she watched as Sam walked away. For a moment she wondered if he would walk back out. to her relief, he did. There was nothing she wanted more in the past year than to be with her family again sometimes.

Sam looked so much more mature, maybe even taller than when she last saw him, his hair was maybe an inch shorter and his clothes looked newer.

Sam jumped in and Dean followed.

“Looks like we’re getting the band back together.” Jamie joked, there was no better joy than irritating her brothers.

“Hell yeah!” Dean said as Sam rolled his eyes.

“I have to be back by Monday. No exceptions.” 

Dean and Jamie rolled their eyes at their brother as the engine turned over. Jamie couldn't help but look back at Sam's house. It didn't feel like him at all. Right before they turned the corner, she could have sworn she Saw Jess looking through the downstairs window as they left. She did not look happy either.

-

Sam and Jamie sat in silence as Dean went into the convenience store. She could sense the tension he felt, how apprehensive he was about going on a hunting trip.

“Jamie,” Sam said, turning around to face his kid sister.

“What is it, Sammy? I’m reading here.” She said, putting the local newspaper down and looking at her older brother.

“I just, want you to know that when I left, I never left to get away from you.”

“Sam…” Jamie sighed. “I know you didn’t leave because of me.” Jamie adjusted her position taking up the entire backseat. “Yes, I am salty about it but you don’t have to keep apologizing. You still did more than Dad..or Dean for that matter.” She muttered. Sam tried to say something but Dean came back.

“Jamie, breakfast. Sammy?” Dean offered as he got into the car. Jamie accepted the cheap junk food and retired back to her newspaper. Dean mouthed to Sam, asking what was wrong with their sister and he gave Dean a look as if telling him to not go there.

“No breakfast. How are you guys even paying for this? Still running credit card scams?”

“Well, hunting isn’t exactly a pro-baller business,” Dean said.

“Did you forget the gummy bears?” Jamie asked from the backseat. Dean sighed and tossed them back to her. “Thanks.”

“Okay, game plan. Jamie is gonna get the motel set up, see if Dad left anything and we are gonna go get intel. We need more information.”

“Yeah, like Dad ever leaves us with any. Why am I stuck at the motel?” Jamie said, sitting up and chewing on gummy bears.

“Because you are the youngest and the youngest does research.” Sam piped in. Jamie could tell he didn’t like the fact that she was on the hunt. She grumbled and turned to face away. Sam rolled his eyes and gave Dean a look. 

Jamie listened as they bickered over the music. Eventually, they took off and Jamie was left at some rank motel in town. 

“Just like the old days. It would be fun he said. yeah, if leaving me in the motel my entire life is a fun childhood.” Jamie muttered to herself as she entered the hotel. Her role in this family unit was to stay behind.

She entered the motel room, flipped on the switch, and almost relaxed till she looked up and saw the walls covered wall the wall with what she could only assume were her Dad’s notes. Taking in her surroundings, there were sigils painted on the doors and windows, salt lining every entrance. Even the floor vent was covered.

“Dang Dad, what did you get yourself into?” She asked herself. Walking to the wall and reading over her Dad’s notes she could barely make sense of any of it. There were papers covering the walls, strings, and sticky notes. It was like a conspiracy theory board or something.

“Alright Dad, let’s see what you saw.” She muttered to herself. This was something she discovered fairly recently, something she could only attribute to her inheritance. 

Jamie first realized there was a chance she could experience visions when she started getting into thousands of pages of lore Bobby had amassed and continued to grow as he went on his hunts with Rufus. She didn’t know for sure until she met her ex-boyfriend. He had been lying to her and she knew it, she went to punch him and saw visions of him with one of the girls from the cheerleading team.

Jamie scoffed to herself as she remembered the moment she discovered her visions, but they weren’t visions of the future like the lore had described; as far as she could tell they were visions of the past. The most recent moments of the past, but moments that had already happened nonetheless.

She tried to tell Bobby but she just couldn’t. He was already keeping her hunting secret at the time and she didn’t want to burden him with another. So she practiced in secret when Bobby was away, she would make her way up to the attic where he put the majority of his daughter’s belongings. She would touch them and see flashing moments of his daughters playing with them. Likely the last time they ever touched the many toys up there.

“Alright Jamie, you got this. Before Sam and Dean come back.” She muttered to herself before taking a deep breath through her teeth. She focused like she did with the girl’s toys and closed her eyes.

She felt her heartbeat outside of her body as she watched from the perspective of the wall. She saw her Dad staring back at her. Behind him, he was aligned with a mirror that hung in the room. He was haggard, standing a ways away from the wall, before walking towards it. he was on the phone, talking to someone. She couldn’t make out the words but she could almost read his lips.

The vision cut off and Jamie felt like she had fallen from high up and just made an impact with the ground. She stumbled back from the force and planted onto the bed. 

“That was useful.” She muttered to herself, rubbing her brow to soothe the oncoming headache before gently laying down. 

—

Sam and Dean returned in suits, sighing as they opened the motel door. Jamie had called them and told them all about the Dad’s room and how she couldn’t make sense of anything. 

“Did you find anything, Jamie?” Dean called out. He didn’t hear a response. “Jamie? Are you in the bathroom?” Dean called again. Dean looked at Sam. “Where is she?” Dean asked as he walked through the small room. Only the bathroom was separated and a small wall led to a closet. 

“Have you tried calling her?” Sam said, walking around the room and staring at his father’s obsession.

Dean muttered something under his breath and grabbed his phone. 

“She better pick up.” He muttered. as the phone rang. sam listened as it rang and rang.

“This is Jamie Winchester’s main line, leave a message after the tunes. Caio.”

“Dammit, Jamie. Why is she always running off without telling us? We got her that phone for a reason.” Dean muttered as he changed out of the suit. 

Sam stayed silent and changed as well. “Maybe she is at the library digging something up.” He suggested. Dean always jumped to worst-case scenarios when it came to him and Jamie. He raised her the same way Dean raised him. He was surprised that after she graduated she didn’t hightail it out of there for her mom.

Dean was calling again and on the third ring, it picked up.

“Hi D.” 

“Jamie Winchester you answer when I call!” Dean sighed. He was just relieved she was okay.

“Okay jeez, don’t go all ‘Dad’ on me. I’m at the library digging up some local lore. I happen to have respect for municipal buildings big bro.” Jamie joked. “I took the bus and put my phone on silent.”

“Did you find anything good?” Dean asked, rubbing the bridge of his nose. Already regret picking her up from Bobby’s to help. Deep down he knew he wouldn’t be able to focus if she wasn’t near. The last year taught him how much he needs his family. 

“Actually, yes. I did. Just like you said, over the years the killings have happened routinely and on the same stretch of road. I think it a haunting. Meet me here and I’ll fill you in.” Jamie negotiated.

“Okay. Sammy and I will come get you.” Dean agreed hanging up and turning to his brother. Who was standing by the door with his “I told you so” face.

“not a word out of you,” Dean said pushing past him. Sam rolled his eyes with a scoff and grabbed his bag.

“Why did you even bring her? You know Dad is going to tear us a new one for putting Jamie in danger. She should be in Sioux Falls.” Sam said following after his brother. 

“She came along anyway and you know Dad could never say no to her? Remember when he got her .45 for her 13th birthday?” Dean said.

“No, you got scared after a ghost tried to haunt her at school and pretended Dad left it.” Sam corrected. His brother always seemed to remember some things differently than he and his sister. "She got suspended for having rounds in her backpack.

“Whatever,” Dean said, they got into the car and made their way to the library in town.

“So, how has she been?” Sam asked as he skimmed over some newspaper.

“Who Jamie? She is fine?” Dean said shrugging his shoulders. 

“Dean, she is our little sister,” Sam said rolling his eyes. “Did you even know she’s been looking for her mom, Frida? Have you or Dad even checked on her in the last year? She is hunting on her own for god’s sake!” 

Dean grimaced and looked over at his brother. He couldn’t image what would happen to his sister if they let her find Frida but he could also imagine how she must have felt when he didn’t call. He didn’t have a response, all he could think in that second was remembering what those bodies just a floor above his sister went through and how she could have been next.

“She will never find Frida. I don’t know why Dad kept giving her false hope.” Dean said, shaking his head and looking out the window.

“Dude, that’s her mom. She should be allowed to know her at least as an adult and we both know, Dad probably knows that she won’t stop till she gets what she wants.” Sam said. "I would have killed for a chance to know Mom."

This was where a lot of their arguments started. Over Jamie. It was either Jamie, Dad, or hunting.

“Sam, you know why we can’t let that happen.”

“Why because of something Jamie had nothing to do with and can’t control? We don’t even know if Frida went haywire on those guys that night.”

“That is exactly why. We are lucky Jamie didn’t get the full package. We got enough to worry about as it is.”

“How do we know that De-” Sam was about to start again, but the car was parked, and Dean looked up at the library.

“Sam.” Dean turned to his younger brother. His face was calm and his eyes watered for a second. His siblings had grown so much since he had last seen them. “I- never mind.” Dean didn’t even know what he was going to say. He got out and marched towards the library. Sam followed.

The boys walked in and searched for their little sister. Sam spotted her first and ruffled her hair before pulling a chair up. Just to get pushed out of the way by Dean.

“Hey! We have work to do, stop goofing off.” Jamie said. She hated how rough her brothers could get in public.

“Bitch.”

“Jerk.”

“Here look at this. I found this blog that talks about a close encounter someone had a couple of years ago. They also saw a woman in white that night but get this. This person heard her say something just before making it off the bridge the way he came. I think there are some embellishments but…” Jamie trailed off. She knew she at least found another witness account at best, her interweb slouthing skills needed serious improvement.

“here let me see,” Sam said. Jamie moved over, making room for her big brother. Dean wasn’t even paying attention. He was checking out the young librarian when he saw stacking books.

“Right here.” Sam pointed out. Jamie read the old article Sam had found.

“Dean, we found it,” Jamie said, tapping her eldest brother. “Does it say where she is buried, Sam?” Jessie asked, leaning forward. 

Sam had to take a second. He felt like he had whiplash. He didn’t know how to feel about his baby sister going after a ghost with them, let alone whatever Dad was hunting. He puts it aside when Dean peaches them both away.

“No, but the survivor says that he heard the woman say “I can never go home.” The same thing that was in Dad’s messages.”

“Well?”

“Constance Welch. Committed suicide after her two children drowned, and threw herself off a local bridge.”

“brutal.” He muttered. “Alright, find out where she is buried Jamie, Sam and I will check out where she died,” Dean said.

“Okay, can I get some pizza money?” Jamie asked. She knew better than to argue on a hunt but at the same time, she couldn’t help but yearn to be in their place, actually saving people and hunting things.

Dean scoffed and reached into his pocket. Handing his sister and twenty and leaning down to make eye contact with her.

"If you aren't back at the motel by the time we are, I'm going to kill you." He said with a small smile.

"You couldn't even if you tried." She sassed back, taking the twenty and pocketing it. Jamie and Dean stared each other down

Back at the motel they were, Jamie splayed herself out on one of the beds. She felt exhausted, with no idea why but if her brothers-

“Why are you sleeping, Jamie? We still have some bones to burn.” Dean said.

“Ugh, can’t you just leave me alone for one minute? Ever since we got in the car it’s Jamie this and Jamie that. If you weren’t gonna let me hunt why bring me at all Dean!?” With that she stood up and walked out again, handing her jacket pockets and a scowl on her face

“Dude, what’s with her?” Dean asked confused as to why his sister was suddenly giving him so much attitude, they were fine less than an hour ago.

“I’ll go talk to her,” Sam said, zipping up his jacket and walking outside. Dean sat down and looked around.

Sam didn’t have to go far to find his kid sister. She was leaning up against the side of the motel, her head in her hands.

“Hey, June Bug.” Sam called, using her old nickname from when they were kids.

“I’m not a kid anymore Sammy.”

“And I’m not a chubby twelve year old but here we are.” He said, moving next to her and leaning on the ledge of the wall. “So. Are we going to talk about what just happened?”

“Igh. I don’t know. He is just like Dad. He rolls up expecting us to just follow him and put up with these stupid orders. I’ve been on my solo hunts from start to finish Sam! Why can’t they trust me to help? I have half a mind Dean set this all up just to get us together and I love it when we are together but when we are we-” She said, rubbing her brow as she spoke.

“We’re pretty nuclear, I know, June bug.” He said with a lazy smile he always had when he knew he was right. Sam reached up, pulling her hand down. He didn’t know if she kicked her hair-pulling habit but he didn’t want it to start again either way. 

“Hey, I get it. Trust me but you know we are just trying to protect you. Hunting isn’t exactly a safe career choice and there sure as hell isn’t workman’s comp.” He tried to joke.

“Oh really, is it any safer than leaving a ten-year-old and a toddler in some random motel with a clerk who is probably a pedophile?” She asked, sitting up to face her brother. She was in his face, Sam never backed away from her though. He didn’t even flinch at his baby sister. All he could do was internally laugh at the irony of their family’s dynamic.

Sam was much bigger than she was. He was bigger than all of them actually but Jamie had no real fear of her brothers. They never saw her as any real threat either. Most of their restyling matches ended up with Dean holding her down while Sam ticketed her. This wasn’t one of those situations.

“Are you gonna go back to Bobby’s?” Sam asked.

“No, the only thing waiting for me there is a car that has no belt, Bobby, and a bunch of faces I don’t want to see.” Jamie kicked a loose rock away from her boot.

“Have you considered college? You’re wicked smart with machines, like Dean.”

“Yeah, and abandon my family, that would go over well. Ya know Sam when you left none of us talked to each other for three days. I know we grew up pretty unnoticed but we were never completely abandoned. You got to leave and you left me behind too.” 

“Ja-Jamie come on. You can’t hold that against me forever you knew I had to leave!” Sam tried to argue.

“Sam, you forget I can feel your true intentions. Whether I want to or not so no matter how much you try to explain it away with all your logic and luscious hair, I know exactly how you felt that night and that won’t change.”

Sam huffed and chewed his cheek. If he knew one thing about Jamie Winchester, it was that she knew how to hold a grudge.

-

and end. hope you liked it idk ima keep trying. prolly skip over some stuff idk

[fellowshipofthenoodles]

So I don't really know what to do, one of my cresties has decided to not use his hides or the plants he usually uses (he squishes himself behind them while he's sticking to the wall) and he's instead opted to just stick to a small empty piece of glass wall and at first I didn't worry because he would stick his tail to the glass but today his tail was hanging like he had FTS, I've been trying to cluter his tank more ever since he started sleeping there but he doesn't seem to care, he'll just squeeze himself back into the same spot, I've been wanted to get one of those 3d printed hides but I don't really know what size I should get, I'll attach two pictures

I just don't know why he specifically likes that spot (also sorry they're blurry, I have really shakey hands) he also frequently uses the plants in the back to hide but he's stopped for some reason. (Also his tail is no longer down because I used a branch above him to pin his tail to the wall, not like it's pined pined but it's just laying against the glass now) also I know the bottom is a bit open, I just re-organized it and I've been second guessing it but if you have any ideas please let me know, thank you.

Sorry for the second ask but I actually got a creative urge and I put in an extra vine, along withe the light vine, and then I put in another big plant, I just tried to clutter it as much as I could in hopes he sleeps somewhere else, and i know its not the best, I have the worst time trying to find stuff, im probably going to put some real sticks in there at some point, I just have a hard time figuring out the type of tree

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Sorry for a 4th ask but I had gotten a picture of his pelvic region and I was wondering if it was normal, I had panicked because it was so rare for his tail to fall like that, especially at a 90° angle when it usually fell at a 48° angle. Again sorry for so many asks

Hello! So sorry for how long this has taken @crestiegeckos - lots of irl stuff going on for us as well as asks being weird sometimes.

So it’s possible that it’s FTS if he doesn’t often go on horizontal surfaces or doesn’t have enough horizontal surfaces to be on where he feels safe/comfortable - this is why things like branches and bridges are so important for cresties (and other arboreal geckos). For branches you just need something like cork bark or you can use I think Java wood, bog wood or mopani - any wood that isn’t toxic and can withstand high humidity.

However some geckos don’t enjoy horizontal surfaces even with access to them. Some just end up with FTS because they prefer to be on the glass like that - we’ve seen it occasionally in groups on Facebook.

Saying all this though, sometimes gecko tails can and do go at a weird angle with without FTS. We can regularly see various geckos we own with their tails at weird angles, it doesn’t mean FTS it just means they can move their tails and they aren’t always straight out or curled around them.

But I do also have to say that it could be any number of things and we aren’t qualified to say whether or not it is FTS, something else or nothing. If you see it repeatedly or are worried then I recommend a vet visit. Also try not to disturb your gecko too often with enclosure changes, that can cause a lot of stress to keep adding or moving things around and will make it very hard to settle - try to leave it at least a few weeks between each change so he can adjust to what you’ve done already and try not to make changes while they’re in the enclosure.

I hope this helps.

[tunabesimpin]

Hello! I'm not sure if oc interactions are open at the moment, so feel free to answer this whenever they are 🧍‍♀️

May I ask for Tuna's opinion on Yuuta and Victoria? (Yuuta is sort of my Yuusona, whereas Vic is.... Just my favorite oc 😭)

Of course! Hope you don't mind just writing for now! ^o^ I love how you wrote your profiles for them, and the style for them too! It gives off that same vibe as the twst count down art!

Yuuta-

How they meet! Likely Tuna saw them while Yuuta was in the Botanical Gardens. As a part of the mountian lovers club, Tuna sometimes has to help Jade replant some specimens and thusly had seen Yuuta! Though since Yuuta seemed surround by an air of "do not disturb", Tuna dubbed it safer to watch from a distance. It's not until chapter 3 takes place that the two will actually interact! Since Tuna works in monstro lounge and tends to eaves drop on Azuls dealings, they probably overheard the task Yuuta has to do. Tuna catches Yuuta on the way out giving a snarky remark "Hopefully nothing FISHY happens on you're little adventure~" To be honest Tuna just wanted make a pun, but their sarcastic tone doesn't help build any bridges... it's up to Yuuta to decide if he'll let that slide or not!

How they interact/ Get along! Tuna's probably scared of Yuuta to a degree. Hearing bro has gun skills and knife skills is both impressive and frightening. On top of that hearing of his feats in the little time he's been brought here, Tuna will try not to get under their skin too much from here on out. Tuna likes to prank, but they know not to stick their hand in a bee hive. If Yuuta ends up making friend with Tuna, it's likely a calm friendship. Yuuta can come get snacks while Tuna is on duty and Tuna will go watch Yuuta do knife tricks. Unless Yuuta wants to talk, its going to be whats it called.. !!! Parallel play LMAO- im sorry thats the only term i could think of. -This could become a similar relationship to how Tuna interacts with Jade (sarcastic banter and friendly bickering) if trust is built enough -Zodiac wise (im speaking purely from my own experience w a true bestie) : Scorpio + Virgo friendships STAY ON TOP!!!!! LITERALLY THE SASS AND ATTITUDE IS SO FUN- Like instant besties imo (dont take this too seriously i just like the zodiacs)

Victoria-

How they meet! So if you don't know, Tuna and Rook are besties. Besties who fuel each others eccentric personalities... If she had a headache with one, she will have two headaches with both. One day while the two fools were heading along to Rooks dorm for a hangout, Victoria happened to be passing along. Looking as stunning as always, Rook released plenty of praise to which Tuna also joined in "You have wonderful style! Truly as Rook says 100 points!" From then Tuna will likely start noticing Victoria around more often and may give a wave hello. If Tuna so happens to hear Victoria's claim of seeing and hearing all, Tuna will invite her to join them and Rook during their daily... uh... rounds of the campus (they watch the other students;;; =v=). I MEAN WHAT BETTER BONDING THEN OVER A SIMILAR ACTIVITY! ^o^ is what Tuna is thinking at least. -Note Tunas UM allows for a stealth buff so when they invite Victoria for these rounds, it is quite literally they are all hidden w Tunas UM, Rook analyzes and Victoria can choose what she'd like to do as they go along campus being terrors. They mostly eavesdrop on classroom/ hallway gossip.

How they interact/ get along! Tuna personally just admires Victoria's beauty a lot, they aren't scared of her so much as they worry about making her upset. Depending on how Victoria responds to Tuna's odd way of friendship, there's two outcomes. 1) She dislikes Tuna -> Tuna feels the vibe is off and simply just waves in passing by and nothing more. 2) She doesn't mind Tuna -> Tuna sees this as an opportunity of friendship and further tries to encourage hangouts and fashion nights in which Tuna attempts not to dress like a rodeo clown for once. Overall I can see them being sort of similar to Vil & Epel oddly enough. Victoria being a sort of 'mother bird' picking and teaching Tuna, 'that ball of feathers yet to molt'. Slight bickering but by the end of things its not hatred at least.

Thank you for sending me your ocs!!! I hope i didn't make them too OOC or anything!!! Overall Tuna is a goofball at heart so interpret as you will~!

[13urningstars]

🌟+ starscream

Bond ↳ Starscream

//OOC: I decided to go full out and write out how their dynamic varies across verses

V. TFP

"As much as he is,, kind of the worst, he's SOOO fun to bother" She's grinning. "I mean, common, he's got the funniest reactions! One time, I got put on distraction duty and we ended up fighting one on one, and i used this stupid pickup line from one of vera's films to see if it actually works and he just-" She breaks out into a laugh "-H-He just froze and then started squawking like a bird!! He couldn't even form a sentence!" She's still laughing, but after a moment she manages to collect herself, letting out a small cough. "Anyways. We're enemies, we fight, its pretty simple i guesse." She grimaces slightly, as if remembering something "I don't HATE the guy per say, but he's such a genuine ass! plus, when the guy ends up killing one of you friends and the partner of your teammate wellll.. you kind of got to hold him accountable." Enemies

V. Earthspark

"Love that guy. I mean, not genuinely of course, he's an aft, but i don't hate him so i guesse he's cool. He DEFINETLY doesn't like me though, if the glares say anything." She grins "Although, that's probably cause i go bother him whenever i visit the witwicky G.H.O.S.T base. Pretty sure he hates being forced to listen to whatever's on my mind" She snickers "He's interesting to bounce a conversation off of that's for sure." She doesn't know who can read this, so she doesn't voice how she tries to update him on the going ons, or the small energon rations she slips him and the other cons whenever she gets the chance, no matter how grudgingly he accepts them.

V. TFA

"I try to avoid him, at best. This feud of theirs has nothing to do with me and i came to earth to HIDE, although its getting hard to stick to that, especially when screamer boy keeps thinking I'm an autobot." She's pretty neutral about him. Giant annoyance at best.

V. Postwar

"He's not.... THAT bad. He's a decent boss if anything. Sure we butt head's a lot but that's kind of our thing at this point." She chuckled "I don't want to kill him if that's what your asking. What surprised? You wouldn't be the first. But i like my job, as weird as that sounds, and when he's not being the biggest aft to exist, he's decently fun to interact with." She pauses, frowning slightly. "I worry sometimes, but primus knows how he'd react to knowing that. Make fun of me for 'caring' or something of that genre." Worsties

V. Lost light/MTMTE

[zim bestie this is literally only for your lost light verse ur welcome/hj]

"I'll be honest i wasn't, excepting him to be here? I don't seek him out or anything but i keep running into him, be it at swerve's or in some of the quieter spaces on the ship. He's like a pretty cockroach i swear!" Worsties x 5

V. Cyberverse

"Him? Really? Why would you ask me about him? I mean, i don't,, Hate him?? But seriously trying to kill everyone? A little overkill in my opinion." im still working on cherr's cyberverse verse, but she's pretty neutral about him in canon events.

[kazemi-archive]

okay for the writers ask game: 1, 13, 18, AND 39 ;3

Weird Questions for Writers <3

1. What font do you write in? Do you actually care or is that just the default setting?

okay aha you've seen at least one of my docs and i changed the font for ya i think. but usually dancing script or caveat on google docs, sometimes more script-y. started bc i would write in class and needed no one to see if they looked over my shoulder lmao now its just needed

13. What is a subject matter that is incredibly difficult for you write about? What is easy?

writing soft stuff is really hard, like my fluff sometimes feels too artificial for me because i dont have a lot to pull from. however, writing anxiety, like overthinking is decently easy for me

39. What keeps you writing when you feel like giving up?

my moots (lovingly) yelling at me. and also shoving new ideas into my little brain. also when someone finds one of my fics and leaves a lil comment about how they loved it. also spite

18. Choose a passage from your writing. Tell me about the backstory of this moment. How you came up with it, how it changed from start to end. Spicy addition: Questioner provides the passage.

“I don’t even remember tripping.” I mumbled my hands rubbing over my face like the motion and feeling would bring more consciousness into my mind. “How hard did I hit my head when I went down to forget that?” “You didn’t trip.” My coach said then, worry still etched into his face as he laid his hand gently on my head. “You were unconscious before you went down.” I shook my head lightly trying to figure out if I’d heard him correctly. “You did hit your head hard though, you have a light concussion. I’ll be talking to your school about excusing you from the rest of your final projects.” The nurse said again. “You shouldn’t be reading for the rest of this week, or looking at a screen.” She added when she caught me eyeing my phone on the table. “It was exhaustion.” She clarified. “Your body gave out on you.” “Oh.” I whispered lightly, now noticing the IV sticking out of my arm. “When’s the last time you ate?” I was silent as the nurse questioned me. When was the last time? “The last time you had a full night of sleep?” - From Succiduous

so the backstory is basically i did/do this to myself on accident (have been better recently) but i tend to push myself past my limits to the point of injuries. in high school i would do sports until i dropped or injured myself and then continue going even on the injuries. and until recently i did it with work, worked a full time job and two part time ones and went to school and basically gave myself no time to even remember to take care of myself, maybe 3 hours of sleep a night, forgetting to eat until it was like 3 days later... but basically so concerned with doing everything at top speed that i'd forget about basic needs (again... IM BETTER NOW)

[wizard-finix]

director's commentary for stygian ringlet??? 👀👀👀

OH BOY WHERE TO EVEN START

jesus christ this fic is easily the longest fic I've written to date. If you count Ghost of Mementos, it's OVER 70K WORDS TOTAL. AND IT'S STILL GOING. I've never written anything so long before. THIS THING STARTED AS A ONESHOT AND IT JUST E X P L O D E D

Actually this whole fic started after I was looking around on AO3 for PT Minato fics, and while I was bored during class I doodled what I thought Yu and Minato's masks would look like. I wanted their outfits to have some meaning to them beyond the surface-level aesthetics. Yu's outfit didn't get very far, but Minato… holy shit, once I based it off of Ryoji's outfit, it was off to the races. I immediately thought about how that awakening scene would go. and then I made a rough snippet of said scene. and then thought about how they would get up to that point and then before I knew it whoops I had a half completed fic

and then I finished and posted said fic

and then I noticed I still had some ideas left over for what happens later on

and I thought

"why NOT keep going, im having fun and the worst that can happen is I fall out of it, unfinished fics are better than no fic"

and that is how I found myself writing a longfic.

ANYWAY

my whole line of thinking for PT Minato was that I kept thinking about how Minato would bond with the PTs and how he would end up being a full fledged PT himself, because honestly that would make a prime opportunity for some really interesting character development. Minato had originally accepted the price of sealing Nyx at the end of P3, but after somehow accidentally falling back into reality and hanging out with the PTs for a while, he'd probably start to wonder if its ok to want things to be better than they turned out. his rebellion is the fact that he wants to live even though he's not supposed to. He's rebelling against his original fate, and his persona is the very person who fought against his true nature as DEATH INCARNATE just to be his friend. MAN. He'd fit right in with the PTs. (I still have feelings over these two dont mind me)

I was a little worried the whole amnesia trope would be a little dumb or dragged out too long, but it turned out to be fine. I mostly used it for plot regulation, bc I wanted him to have time to learn more about them at the same time as they're learning about him. He probably wouldn't have had a good reason to stick around long enough to bond with them otherwise. Kind of like Sophia, now that I think about it.

I've also learned a lot doing this?? outlining is a GODSEND why the hell wasn't I making bullet point lists before this

uhhhh I cant think of anything else off the top of my head, except that maybe chapters 10 and 12 were my favorites to write so far, though its real hard to pick a favorite

also if you want to see the notebook lecture doodles that spawned this entire brainrot circus here they are, some masks and a chat icon

(kinda wanna make a royal-style character art with him holding his mask but that's self-indulgent art for another day)

[tinylittlecubby]

I just had the WEIRDEST fucking dream about jj like?????????????????

Okay it was tied into another dream cause thats how dreams work but that part isn't important (I will say that someone was wearing 2 bags of frozen vegetables like they were dresses and yes there were still vegetables in the bags and yes they did get in trouble) but anyway!!! It changes to some brawl in the parking lot of someone's business and everyone needs to get the fuck out (but it was like a bunch of children and some adults I do not know why I was there or any other of the adults. I think the kids were trying to do some legit property damage so the adults were trying to stop them?) So jj (in a tesla for some reason I feel like THAT was unrealistic) drives me and him away from the scene but bro this nigga was SPEEDING!!!! Like got the attention of the police speeding. Like two other cars did aggressive u turns to avoid him speeding!! I literally started hyperventilating cause I HATE when people speed (specifically men, women scare me less when they speed in a car so my reaction is realistic) I tell jj to pull into a busy mall parking lot so we blend in with the rest of the cars and that somehow works. We are now just sitting in the car and I start talking about our relationship (didnt know we were involved but we roll) and I said "I'm scared you're going to hurt me" (yo I FELT SO for real vulnerable saying that in the dream it felt so real im never dating irl I woke up pissed off) and HE GOT POUTY AND UPSET 😡 he said "oh because we are getting more serious you are getting worried about these things" (first of all bitch! I have clinical paranoia issues and anxiety okay I've done been worried about this and 2 I can feel however I want to feel at any point in time and 3 you LITCHERALLY just out ran the police okay I do NOT find that hot its only hot when I do it,its irresponsible when other people do it. Unfortunately I did not say any of this in the dream.) What I said in response was essentially that "im not worried about you hurting me with your hands or words -even though fucking high key his reaction fucking pissed me off which is a type of hurt but I digress- which only leaves one type of you hurting me left and that is physically losing you. Like you dying" and then we started talking about it and he tried to break the tension by making a comment that I wont write here because I feel like its a comment that I shouldn't even be dreaming about (its enough im dreaming about the nigga but im not trying to read his life like that either) and during this i saw my older sister in the parking lot with her friends????? And then she saw me????? And then she came over and was like "haha ******* is with a guy romantically!" And honestly to that I say based,she was valid in that reaction cause outside of this dream thats never going to happen intentionally!! I will make sure of that!! But yeah thats pretty much where the dream ends but it was weird as fuck and whats sticking out to me is how pouty he got when I was vulnerable I felt like saying "fuck you!! I'm out" I was absolutely anticipating him being like "omg honey what have I done for you to think that oh no nono" but instead I had to pivot. I know in real life I would've gotten out the car and been like "yknow what bye boi im walking home have fun speeding in your iPad car" but I felt feelings for him???? Fucking gross. Not gross cause of who he is,he is an extremely attractive man in real life and I would most likely,like 98% break most of my rules for him in real life BUT it was just so antithetical to his public persona his reaction (but then again I dont know the man so it could've been actually spot on) honestly the first red flag that it was evil jj was the speeding away from the police,don't think he would do that irl. Anyway anyway anyway this is what you get when you stay up all night listening to the podcast amongstotherthingsthatilegallycannotdisclose

[thegettingbyp2]

Can you write a dean Winchester x touch starved!reader pls..like the reader is a hunter as well so they mostly only get touched when they r getting punched in the face or smth. And they didn't even realise how bad they needed the affection until one day by some bizzare situation dean ends up touching them? Not in a sexual way🤔 maybe a short side hug? And then Dean notices the reader leaned in or flinched or smth...im so sorry if its too much detail😅thank you if you write it!!<3

Touch-Starved

You had stretched out across the backseat of Baby, holding Cas’ tie against your forehead in an attempt to stop the gash on your head from bleeding too badly; what had started out as a simple exorcism had turned into you, Sam, Dean and Cas being outnumbered and barely making it all out alive. You had met Sam and Dean about a year ago now on a Wendigo case and you’d stuck with them ever since. The three of you had become so close you saw them both as your big brothers.

As soon as Dean parked Baby in the garage of the bunker, Sam was out and opening the door for you, offering you his hand to help you out of the car.

‘Sam, I hurt my head not my legs,’ you teased, waving his hand away so you could get out of the car.

‘Forgive me for worrying,’ Sam teased right back, the two of you having always had more of a jokey relationship. ‘Seriously, though, you feeling okay?’

‘Yeah, I’ll just stick a band-aid over this as soon as the bleeding stops and I’ll be good as new,’ you replied, heading into the bunker after Dean.

You and Dean had always had more of an intense relationship, that’s not to say that he still didn’t act like your annoying big brother most of the times but Dean was a lot more protective of you than Sam and he would constantly check in on you when you were on a hunt. You walked through the bunker to the kitchen, knowing that was exactly where I would find Dean. Just like you thought, Dean was leaning against the sink, lifting a beer bottle to his lips. From the way his shoulders were set, you could tell that he wasn’t happy.

‘Hey,’ you greeted as you walked over to the fridge and grabbed a beer for yourself.

‘Why didn’t you move out of the way?’ Dean asked bluntly but you knew that he was referring to earlier on when he told you to move out of the way of the demon who was aiming for you which is how you ended up cracking your head on a metal bar that was laying on the floor when you went down, leading to the gash on your forehead.

‘Because I was fine, besides, it’s no big deal, I’m gonna get a cool scar and that’s about it.’

‘That’s not the point, (y/n), you hit your head, it could have been so much worse than just a cut on your head, it could have killed you!’

‘What’s up with you? I’ve hit my head loads and you’ve never been this mad at me.’

‘I’m not mad, I just worry about you,’ Dean said, softening his tone and setting his beer down behind him. ‘It’s just that I’ve never had a little sister and I don’t want anything to happen to you.’

‘I get it, I’ve never had any siblings and I didn’t grow up with parents who were there for me. I’ve always had to look out for myself so I don’t think when I get into situations like that because I’ve never had anyone looking out for me,’ you said quietly, looking at your feet and your fingers fiddling with the label on your bottle.

You heard Dean’s footsteps get closer to you and you felt his arms wrap around you, pulling you into a hug. Despite enjoying the feel of his arms around you, you couldn’t help the flinch and shudder that ran through your body and Dean, being the hunter he was, obviously noticed and pulled back slightly, dropping his arms from around you. You quickly masked the small frown that worked its way onto your face when you were disappointed that he had let go.

‘Everything okay? Are you hurt somewhere else?’ Dean asked, eyes scanning across you, looking for any sign that you were injured.

‘No, everything’s fine, it’s just that felt really nice,’ you trailed off quietly, hoping that Dean hadn’t heard you.

‘So why did you flinch?’ Dean pressed, clearly not willing to let the subject drop.

‘No one’s ever hugged me before,’ you said quickly, wanting to get it out there before you decided against it.

‘What do you mean no one’s hugged you before?’

‘You, Sam and Cas are the only people I’ve really spent a lot of time with and after our hunts, we usually just go off into our rooms to wind down.’

‘So, let me get this right,’ Dean said, stepping closer towards you again, ‘in your whole like you’ve never been hugged? What about when anyone else has touched you?’

‘That’s the thing, most of the times anyone touches me, it’s when I’m getting the crap beaten out of me on a hunt.’

Instead of saying anything else, you saw Deans eyes soften and he quickly threw his arms back around your body, holding you tightly against him and resting his head on top of yours. You sighed and wrapped your arms around him in return, breathing in the scent of his beer-ironed shirt.

‘This is nice,’ you whispered, feeling as if Dean was physically holding you together at that moment.

‘I know,’ he said into your hair, pressing a kiss to the top of your head before pulling his head back to look at you. ‘Anytime you want a hug, you come to me alright? Day, night, whatever, I’ll always be here to give you a hug.’

[trashcanfills]

Self Aware Genshin Impact - How It All Begin

I did a post on the Lore of Divine Nature which talks abt the player and developer roles in relation to this SAGAU thingy, so now for one of the fun parts: awakening of the first vessel!

It all starts with the traveller and Paimon (no one includes in Paimon so Im doing it). Traveller would be aware of this presence that takes over them while they are on their journey, and at the start it makes them worried cus their autonomy is essentially gone. Being controlled by an external force they cant see is bound to make one really suspicious and paranoid. The potential abuse of this power is not to be taken lightly.

However as their journey continues, the traveller would realise that this odd entity has been helping along to make their journey a lot smoother. Yes they are compelled to do/say certain things (which at times feels embarrassing or irritating) but in the end the traveller is still on the journey to explore Teyvat and reunite with their sibling, and a lot of what the entity does is helping them by a large amount.

This realisation plus being empowered by an external entity causes the Traveller to realise how…restricting the world is when the Entity takes control. Everyone else sticks to speaking similar dialogues if it is unrelated to progress of their journey, though the vision bearers and archons have noticeably more freedom in what they can do. The Traveller themselves cannot even speak of their own accord, limited to shouting their attack names or occasional grunts and cries of pain and exhaustion.

Traveller does ask about it later to Paimon when the Entity doesn’t take control, aka player is offline. Paimon would be the one to admit the same thing. Though most of the stuff she talks abt is actually her and not compelled to, there is this odd force that forces her to keep silent whenever the Entity takes control of the traveller and does weird things that she would normally comment about. Paimon would also admit that Teyvat itself is actually created by a group of immensely powerful entities, for a specific god. She has that knowledge because she herself has a direct interface with the god themselves aka the Paimon Menu.

Thanks to Paimon, the suspicion of who is limiting and controlling Teyvat into repetitive dull state doesnt go to the player but to the group of immensely powerful entities aka the developers. They essentially bounded the world of Teyvat using specific kinds of runic spells (coding lmao) so it does not endanger its own existence, but also to limit the land itself for the god they dedicate it to (player). This group might even be mistaken to be the Celestial gods.

From Paimon’s observation and knowledge, the God that takes control of the Traveller is only able to commandeer certain vessels that they are given, and so far has a mostly benevolent presence? Since its, you know, helping them along with their journey.

At that, the Traveller asks Paimon if it is possible to free Teyvat and its people from the controlling force implemented yet still ensure Teyvat can exist on its own safely. Paimon isnt too sure because meddling with the runic inscriptions themselves are incredibly difficult, and the potential of breaking Teyvat is quite high since they have lack of experience to any of this.

That does not mean they give up however! The traveller thinks they should try to figure out how to subtly move around the instructions of the runic seals, like by doing some things that the seals didn’t account for, or completing the instructions of the seals in a way that they didnt expect (basically following the games code only to a technicality when possible).

Paimon takes a while to understand lmao but is eager to help along since technically the land of Teyvat should be free from such oppression. Both her and the traveller understand protecting the land from imploding itself, but to restrict it and its people to the point of no autonomy is not fine.

They also do their best to recruit in others that are known to be vessels (which Imma get to later uwu), and then slowly along the way drag in the entire cast of playable characters for help.

The traveller often wonders about what kind of entity the God (the player) is, for them to have an entire world created and dedicated to them, and to be able to control vessels like him yet only content to help them along with their quests instead of more nefarious purposes. Controlling vision bearers is a power that many would die to abuse for their own gain. Yet this Divine Being..? How powerful and amazing are they to receive such a gift and not abuse it (not realising that the player are restricted themselves lmao)?

Of course in the meantime the player is completely unaware of these certain changes since it occurs offscreen. Little do they know it’s the snowball that launches an entire avalanche of odd happenings here and there…

[lilalouuxx]

Finding you

Reader x euphoria cast (fez, Lexi, Nate)

This is a request

Y/N gets invited by the girls to go to a New Year’s Eve party, you go there with your best friend lexi. You end up getting separated, to where Nate jacobs uses this to his advantage,All you can do is hope someone will come and save you.

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Y/N and Lexi turn up to the party about 9pm, its all ready in full swing. You said you’d meet the other girls there, you was closest to lexi out of all of them. You were more similar, you had no interest in drugs nor drink for that matter. You were able to have a good time without needing the substances, you didn’t have anything against anyone who did though.

You and lexi make your way through the house, saying hi to a few people you knew. Even though you didn’t get involved with things like the others did you were still popular. “ hey I’m gonna get a drink then we should go find somewhere to sit for a bit” you agree, instead of finding alcohol though you find a bottle of Coca Cola so you settle for that. Lexi then turns around to face you, she points behind you. “ look there’s a couch, let’s go sit” she says then starts to walk away. You’re close behind her but then feel someone tug on your hand

“ hey Y/N” you turn around to see Kat and Jules “ hey girls” you smile. You turn your head back round to see Lexi has disappeared, you and Lexi are extremely close. You both always stick with eachother at these kind of things, it’s makes you both feel more comfortable so right now even though you were with Kat and jules you were feeling a little uncomfortable. You turn your head back round to them and smile “ hey have you seen maddi?” Kat asks, you shake your head “ no sorry, I’ve literally just got here” kat sighs, jules then chimes in “ I’m sure shes around here somewhere, anyway I need a piss anyone coming?” she asks, you then nod as you really did need the toilet. Kat declines then goes off to find maddi.

you and jules find your way to the toilet. You send a text to Lexi letting her know that you’ll find her soon, you’re both lining up for the toilet. “ have you seen rue yet?” Jules asks, you roll your eyes at the question “ Jesus I literally just said to Kat that I’ve literally just got here, so no I haven’t seen rue. I’m sure she’s also around here somewhere” jules just nods at you. “ I miss her” you look at her with sympathy “ well if you see her, talk to her tonight?” Jules nods at you as If agreeing before she heads into the toilet. You wait outside patiently before 2 mins late jules comes back out “ hey im gonna go find rue, will you be ok finding Lexi?” She asks, you nod to her “I’ll be fine girl, go find rue” she smiles then hugs you before walking off.

Meanwhile lexi has found her way into a conversation with the local drug dealer Fez, all the while Lexi keeping an eye out for you “ she’s not answering her phone” Lexi says

“Ah don’t worry, I’m sure she’s a’right” fez replies

“ yeah but we both don’t normally split up, plus she said she’d come and find me. That was 20 minutes ago” Lexi says looking at her phone

“ look, shall we go look for her?” Fez asks, Lexi then looks at him.

“Really?” Lexi asks, fez nods.

“ yeah sure, besides if y’all are close she must be as cool as you so it’d be nice to chat to her too” fez replies when smoking his blunt. Lexi nods and smile “ok thanks, I’m gonna go look outside, maybe you look in the house? Wait do you know who to look for?” Lexi asks, fez shakes his head

“ what’s her name?” Fez asks

“Y/N”

“ ah shit yeah I know her, the one with the nice blue eyes and brown hair?” Fez smiles remembering you from the first time he saw you.

Lexi frowns but then smiles “yeah that’s the one” she then laughs and stands up heading outside whilst fez searches the house.

You enter the toilet and do your business, you’re just pulling your dress back down when the bathroom door bursts open “ what the fuck!” you yell quickly pulling the rest of your dress down, you look up to see Nate, you know of Nate because of school and maddi but you don’t really socialise with him. “ shit y/n I’m sorry, you should’ve locked the door” he says, “ I thought I did” you reply. He shakes his head, his eyes start to drift down. Almost like he’s taking you in, he then steps into the bathroom and shuts the door behind him. “ you know we don’t talk that much, maybe we should now?” He asks, you can tell that’s he’s heavily intoxicated right now. You flush the toilet then stand up straight “ We haven’t had we? maybe we should save it for another day though? You know when you’re sober” you laugh it off but inside you’re feeling extremely uncomfortable being in his presence. He steps closer to you resulting in you stepping back until you hit the bathroom basin. He comes close to you “ you’re really pretty you know” he says, you can feel his breath fanning you. “ thanks” Is all you say “look I need to find Lexi so if you don’t mind” you say and then begin to step around him. “ you don’t wanna stay and chat?” he asks, you’re able to get away from him and head for the door “no sorry” you open the bathroom door, you begin to walk out but Nate grabs your wrist “ why you being so fucking rude for “ you try to rip your wrist out of his grip, “Nate, let go. You’re drunk right now, I’ll talk to you another day” you say “ no you’re being fucking rude you slut” Nate says applying more pressure, you again try to release your wrist from his grip “Nate you’re hurting my wrist” Nate’s about to reply when he gets interrupted

“ yo, is there a problem here?” You hear behind you, you turn your head to see fezco, you knew of him but you’d never really spoke to him before apart from when you’ve bought a couple of things from his store. “No man, no problem so you can leave” Nate replies to him still not letting go of your wrist. “ I wasn’t asking you” fez says then looks at you “ is he bothering you?” Fez asks, you gulp then look back at Nate “ well yeah I suppose you kind of are, now can you let go of my fucking wrist” you say, Nate then looks down at you before flaring his nostrils and releasing your wrist. You immediately grab your wrist with your other hand soothing it, Nate then begins to walk past you “ nice seeing you again fez” he laughs and bumps his shoulder with fez’s as his pasts. You can see the anger in fez’s face but he doesn’t do anything just looks at you.

Once Nate is gone you look down at your wrist then look back up at fez “thanks” he leans against the wall “ that’s alright, your friend be looking for you, Lexi?”

“Oh shit yeah, she’s not worried is she?”

“ I mean she got a search party goin on so I’d say probably” he laughs, he then looks down at your wrist. “ ay what else did he say to you?” He suddenly asks

“ nothing really, he just wanted to talk to me. So in other words he wanted to try and fuck me, that’s what he does” fez laughs a little

“ he’s a fucking creep” fez says

“Yeah I know, anyway can you take me to Lexi? “

He nods “ ye sure, come on” he says before turning around and walking back into the main living area you following behind him, once in the lounge you switch places, he moved behind you due to how crowded it was and he didn’t want you to get lost again, he gently placed his hand on the small of your back as he led you towards a couch. You sat down and he sat down next to you “ she should come back here at some point”

You smile “ ok”

“ so uh, I don’t see you round much” he says smoking his blunt

“Yeah that’s because I don’t do drugs” you say bluntly, he looks away as if he was a little hurt by that response, you quickly look at him realising what you had just said “ shit, I didn’t mean it to come out like that I just meant I’m different to my other friends, like I want even going to come tonight but Lexi persuaded me”

Fez looks at you and just nods “ nah you good, I like that though. That you’re different, look I know I sell drugs but it don’t mean I don’t think people like you are cool”

You raise your eyebrow “ people like me?”

“ like you know, good”

“Good?”

“Yeah, even though you don’t drink and take drugs you’re still a cool ass girl from what I hear” he says laughing

“Ah, thank you?” You say

“ you know, yo should come to my store more. Buy some more of those cherry drinks, I think it’d be cool if we hung” you were shocked that he remembered what you bought, you’d only been there a couple of times.

“ why would you want to hang with me?”

Fez shrugs his shoulder “ I don’t know, shit it would be nice to have a real conversation with someone for once without someone asking me for drugs you know, you friend Lexi seems cool too. She could come round too, the offers more for you though” he looks away when he says the last past.

“Oh, we’ll then maybe I will” you blush a little at the thought of spending more time with him.

“You will? ah shit I’m happy bout that” he smiles

“and ay if playboy bugs you anymore let me know, I’ll sort it” he says and something is telling you that he would sort him out if you asked. Somewhere along the line fez gives you his number saying that if you ever needed him to ‘sort playboy out’ then to give him a call. You send him an emoji so then he has your number also.

For the most part of the rest of the night you chat with fez, getting to know him abit more but he mostly asks questions about you which you’re taken back by as people don’t normally pay this much Interest in you just your looks. At some point Lexi comes back, she immediately hugs you and asks where you’ve been. You give fez the side eye as if to say ‘don’t tell her about Nate’ he immediately understands and says nothing. You know that Lexi would freak If she found out so you though it would just be best to stay between you and fez. Having fez’s number immediately made you relax about the situation with Nate, you knew that he’d be there if you called.

What you didn’t know was that fez would send you texts every now and then asking if you were coming to the store, he would also ask how you are occasionally. You didn’t know what was going on with fez, wether you wanted a friend or something more but one thing was certain. You’re glad he came to save you at that party.

[rotshop]

help girl i just woke up and im already thinking abt mag s/o again. anyway please consider ;

[ tw body horror, some brief light gore and violence ]

[ note ; reader is SLIGHTLY described. the only thing mentioned is that they have a noticeable, identifying scar on their face

hank + mag s/o

-he knew you even before the boombox incident. he doesn't even really remember how you two first met, he just remembers that you started talking to him and then just kinda kept coming back. at first he wasn't the biggest fan of you since he was 'doing just fine on his own,' but...he admittedly was already really attached to you. they've never been much of a talker and that's especially noticeable to you at that point in time but ,,, they respond enough with signing, nodding / shaking their head, or the occasional speaking that you're able to carry some conversations pretty well.

-he doesn't really. have. a lot of people in his life. you're really his only real close friend, it's kinda hard for him to fully wrap his head around it so !! they chose not to, instead focusing more-so on whatever it was you were rambling to them about that day.

-not super sure of where to put this lmao but ummm ehe . he's actually surprisingly touchy with you????? like. you've hung out at his house a few times and he just like. you'll start out sitting next to each other and you'll end up either laying with your head on their chest or vice versa . its . a little funny . you tease him about it a little and he just flicks your shoulder. also traces your scar a lot if you'll let them, they're not entirely sure why they do it, they just . like asking you about it occasionally.

-also you have scary dog privileges. they might look like any other grunt at that point but they're still tall as fuck and idk man !! something abt getting a blank stare from someone who towers over u would probably make u shut up and mind ur own damn business.

-again, he's not super good at fully recognizing / acknowledging certain thoughts and feelings of his but . yknow. he can definitely tell he at least worries about you a lot more than he would some other grunt he just met. he can definitely tell there's a reason he doesn't mind you touching him, whether by grabbing his hand to go show him something or just placing a hand on his shoulder or arm (most likely arm, again. hes tall. ). they can definitely tell there's a reason that they find themself genuinely enjoying your interactions.

-after the park thing you don't see them for a long time. everytime you try and call him the lines dead, everytime you try and ask others about him you just get choice words, all in all you're pretty much lost on the entire thing. sure, you know what happened but . it just never sits right with you. it doesn't help whenever people ask questions about them or give you wary looks because of your association, half steps back when you take one forward.

-anyway. yeah nevada goes to shit and you get magnified for the aahw. by now you just. don't really talk about hank. surprisingly, you have a little more of your old memories than the average mag !! congrats. problem is they're all foggy enough that you only really distantly decipher them. lmao. you aren't super high on the ladder but you're a pretty tough mag to beat. you're well known enough that other mags tend to hang around you when there's not much else going on. v2 mags especially think it's fun to mess around with you by jumping on your back or otherwise clinging onto you . idk man u've got like . a little family here .

-at one point or another there's an outing youre on that ends up going wrong. you get split up from the rest of your unit and are forced to hide out in some old abandoned building while you wait for backup. you're a little too injured to try and walk all the way back, a heavy gash on your side preventing you from doing too much in the moment. when you hear heavy steps on concrete you're able to give some sort of noise of relief, turning your head to look over your shoulder at whichever agent in your group had finally found you-

-you're instead met with red goggles and the end of a gun.

-any kind of relief is snatched away, you know damn well who it is by just the bit you can see in the dark alone. even standing in the shade between two windows (one of which you were sitting by, probably how they seen you in the first place- if that's the case though, it's a little weird they hadn't just shot at you through it.) you knew it was him. you're already stumblingly forcing yourself up to as much of your full height as you can manage, taking some kind of defensive position even as one of your hands ghosts over your gash. the throbbing pain of it and the feeling of blood sticking and running down your skin is enough that you can't seem to focus on the fact that he won't stop staring at your face.

-it doesn't take long before your legs seem to fail you, forcing you forward a bit as you kneel in some sort of attempt to keep upright. you're too busy hissing under your breath and screwing your eyes shut in pain as your hand covers your side to notice your company stepping forwards. you're snapped back to attention when there's a hand on your face, fingertips digging into your skin as they yank your head down a little further. you know you should be grabbing him, that you should be digging your claws into his torso and ripping him clean in half, throwing whatevers left aside and leaving. you know thats what you were told to do, what you were told they deserved anyway. yet, you aren't. instead, you're just giving some warning growl as you stare at them. you notice how the end of the gun is pointed away from you, how their touch seems to outline the mark on your face.

-"If you try and hurt me, I'll kill you." That's the only real heads up you get before he's crouching down and shoving your hand out of the way, grabbing something from his pocket to get to work on you. you don't fail to notice how little attention they're paying to you (aside from the focus on your wound, of course), that you could just rush forward and slam them into the ground if you really wanted.

-ok im skippin g ahead bc this is already way too goddamn long for hcs DEJWJCS

-anyway. it's a complicated relationship for a while. the others tend to avoid you a little but he just keeps showing up around you. they keep staring at you and just hanging around in your general area. it's not that much of an irritant if you ignore all the weird emotions and thoughts it keeps bringing to the forefront of your mind, forcing you to once again try and meddle with your memories.

-eventually he just starts walking over to you and sitting down next to you. sometimes he doesn't say anything at all, just sitting there and seeming to wait for one thing another- he never seems to find whatever that is, as he always gets up and leaves without a word at some point or another. then they start talking, its just little things at first, point-blank statements you can't say much on. sometimes they're just saying they and the other three will be gone for a bit othertimes it's some half-demand to let them look at the stitches they did on you (semi-related, he's not good at them. the stitches are pretty rough. at one point or another sanford has to redo them properly lmao)

-but then there's one particular night. they do the normal thing, come over, sit down next to you, not say a word. this time though you note how they're facing you. instead of some reminder or a demand for anything, he's pulling his ask down and asking a simple question. 'What do you remember?'

-it's a long conversation. he's talking more than he normally would by a long shot, occasionally stopping whenever his words seem to especially fail him and get stuck in his throat. you don't even really remember moving around, or even him pulling you in any way, you just know you somehow end up laying next to him with your head on his chest.

-whenever the memories do seem to click into place, it's hard. you have a lot of choice words for them yourself, months of being left alone without a word bubbling up with a vengeance, they listen to them. while some mags (such as yourself) do have the ability to speak, the san and dei don't think they've ever heard one with that much emotion in their voice. they've especially never seen a mag just break down like you do, they're both tensing up a little from their far away spot when hank's walking closer to you. instead of you lashing out or swiping at him though, you just sit there while he wraps his arms around you (as best as he can at least, it's a little difficult but he's able to get them around your neck and reach his other hand behind you well enough). you're eventually doing the same to him, though it's more so just your hands resting on their back.

-it takes a good while for proper trust to be rebuilt along with an honest, proper explanation from hank that only you're privy to. eventually though, there's enough trust that you're able to hang around him again without narrowly avoiding an argument or anything. they don't like being super affectionate or 'vulnerable' in front of the other two, so most times they prefer being in your or their room. also they're still touchy lmao, doesn't help that you're mag sized now and so they just want to hold you . its hard to explain, he's never been super affected by others heights and even when he is it's usually a negative thing for him but . for some reason . he just likes being shorter / smaller than you lol ,,,,,,,, hope you like holding them a lot bc that's what you're gonna be doing

-holy shit these are long so . i think .i am going to stop here.