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vikingstoner69 · 1 year

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Dean Winchester/Reader: Done Fighting

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Fandom: Supernatural

Pairing:dean/reader

Rating: M

Summary: when a fight gets out of hand things are said and feelings are known.

You look over at Dean who had a death grip on the steering wheel, his eyes never leaving the road and his jaw clenched tightly. Dean was pissed at you and he had every right to be even though you had everything under control you still could have been hurt or worse killed. Dean and you had grown up together and you both were glued to hip and you loved him with every fiber of your being. You as he enters the parking lot to the crappy motel you both had been staying at while working this case. Sam was off bobby on another hunt leaving you and dean to take care of a pack of werewolves a state over.

“Dean I’m fine, I didnt get hurt and the monster is dead. I would say thats a good day in my book” You say trying to make him relize you were fine and had everything covered. Dean's head snaps to your way as you speak as he shuts of the car his eyes burning with fury. Without saying a word dean gets out of the car and stroms off to the hotel door and gose inside you following after him calling his name. When sudden he stops and turns on you.

“And what if you had died! Huh? What then? Fuck (Y/n) I cant lose you! I love you way too much to let that happen!” he yells his body tense and you feel your heart speed up at his words. Dean moves till he is standing right in front of you and you look up into his eyes.

"Don't say things you don't mean dean" you say sadly knowing he didn't mean it. This was not the first time he has said this. The first time he had been shit faced drunk. You bite your lip and go to walk past him but he grabs your arm and spins you around till you're facing him again.

"Don't you dare walk away from this (y/n) and you tell me how I feel!" He snaps and you look up at him. You feel your anger flare and you yank your arm free.

"Why! So you can magically forget that you said it and then pretend like it didn't happen!? I can't go through that again Dean! I don't know what game you're trying to play but I'm done!" You yell tears running down your face.

"What are you talking about!?" He snaps looking at you, his eyes going hard.

"You have a habit of saying you love me when your drunk" you snap and he sighs as he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

"That wasn't me (Y/n). A skinwalker took my face" he groaned and you felt your heart stop and your stomach to drop. You felt sick as you remembered that Night.

"Then that wasn't you that kissed me?" You ask softly, feeling all your anger leave you. Dean's eyes lock on yours and he steps even closer making you look up.

"Tell me everything" he growls leaving no room to argue. You bite your lip and think back to that Night.

"It came to the hotel and asked if I wanted to get a drink. We went to the bar and did shots. The other you got drunk and walking back to the room it said that you loved me and then kissed me" you tell him recalling the entire thing. Dean's head was down and his eyes were closed and his body was tense.

"It kissed you" he growls through clenched teeth you felt your heart speed up and your core to throb at his anger. You bite your lip as dean steps closer to you.

"Yes" you whisper and he growls his face moving closer to yours.

"We're gonna have to fix that" he growls, crashing his mouth to yours making you moan and him to groan. You kiss him back just as hard your hands tug in his hair as his hold on you tightens. Dean nips your lip and you moan as your tongues battle.

Dean's hand tangles in your hair and his other hand on your hip tightens as you push your chest into his wanting to be closer to him and you whine at the loss of his lips when he pulls back making you poute a bit.

"Tell me the truth Dean. That thing Said you loved me. Is that true?" You ask, your voice coming out like a whisper and cracked at the end. You knew this changed everything but you had to know.

"I- yeah (y/n) I do. I really fucking do but I thought if I kept you at a distance you would be safe. I can't stop loving you, no matter how much I try" he says gruffly, his eyes staring deeply into yours. You bite your lip as his words sink in. You lean up and kiss him deeply but before it gets too heated you pull back.

"I love you Dean. I have for so long but I never thought you could feel the same for me" you say softly your eyes filling with tears as his hand cups the side of your face. He leans down his lips barely touching yours.

"I'm not fighting this, I can't" he says huskly, your heart felt like it might bust out of your chest. The image of him with his head between your thighs you made up flashes in your mind and you feel your cunt throbs.

"Then don't" You say, closing the small gap between your lips and kissing him deeply. You loved the feel of his lips on yours. Dean's on you tightens as you bite his lip and he picks you up, your back hitting the wall and your legs wrapping around him. You both moan as you grind down on him.

"Fuck! The things I'm gonna do to you sweetheart, gonna make you feel so good" he growls huskly in your neck before you feel him suck and bites your neck making you moan.

You push your hands under his black shirt and you feel his muscles twitch at your touch. Your nails run down his chest and he growls and bites a mark into your neck.

"Take your shirt off" you growl, tugging on it and he chuckles. Dean used his thighs to hold you up as he removed his shirt for you. He barely gave you time to look before he had your shirt off you. His hands roaming your body. You moan, placing your hand on his chest and push him back a bit so your feet hit the floor and you look up at him as you undo your pants and take them off leaving you naked in front of him. You watch as he bites his lip as he pops the button on his pants.

You reach out and place your hand on his chest and you push him till he is backed up to the bed. His eyes never leave you. You push till he sits down and you lean down and kiss him deeply. You kiss down his neck biting and sucking marks into his skin.

"Fuck sweetheart" he groans as you kiss and bite down his body. You look up at him as you reach his undone pants and lick your lips.

"Oh you have no idea all the things I have thought about" you smirk pulling out his hard cock. You start to stroke him slowly and he groans as he watches you play with his cock.

"(Y/n) fuck baby" he groans, you lock eyes with hie as you suck the head into your mouth and you both moan. You suck and lick your way down his cock till his tip brushes the back of your throat making you gag a bit.

Dean's hand goes into your hair as you suck him off. You moan and look up at him before pulling off with a loud pop.

"You taste so fucking good dean" you grin from your spot on the floor, you were soaking wet form him and he hadn't even touched you. You wanted to feel his hands and mouth on your body.

"Your mouth around my cock has been the best sight I have seen in a while" he groans rubbing his thumb over your lip and you suck it into your mouth like you did his cock. You look up at him as you let his finger go and straddle his lap and grind down on his hard cock and he could feel how soaked you were. You kiss him deeply as you roll your hips his hands grabbing both cheeks in each hand and drags your soaked cunt on his cock making you moan.

"Fuck me dean, make me yours" you moan in his ear before biting the lobe and he groans and just like that you are on your back with dean hovering over you.

"Oh sweetheart I plan on fucking you but first I want to taste your sweet pussy" he growls his eyes bright and blown with lust. Dean slides down your body to your hot slit and sucks your clit making you cry out and pull his hair.

"Oh! Dean fuck! So good" you cry out your back arching off the bed as he eats you out like a man starved. You cum hard without warning making you scream his name. Dean kisses up your body to your lips where he kisses you deeply and you moan as you taste yourself on his lips.

“You taste so good baby” he groans against your lips and you moan thrusting your hips up needing the fricton, you needed him.

“Please dean” You moan hoping he would stop teasing and fuck you good and hard. Dean smirks down at you as he grabs his cock and rubs it through your dreched folds rubbing your clit.

“Fuck me dean, Make me yours” You beg, he groans and sowlely pushes in you both moaning at filling getting what you both wanted for so long. Dean filled you to the brine and stressed you out just enough to leave a slight sting. Dean leans down and kisses you deeply as you adjust to him. He reaches down and slowly rubs your clit and you tighten around him making him groan.

“Your so tight and wet sweetheart, gonna fuck you good and hard” He growls as he fucks into you hard and deep shaking your body with each hard thrust. Your nails drag down his back and you cling to his ass your nails digging in trying to bring him closer. You were a moaning beginning mess. Dean leans down and kisses and bites every inch of skin he could reach, marking you. His hold on you was almost borderline painful but you didn't want him to loosen his hold on you. You liked that he might leave bruises behind you wanted to feel this for days.

Dean pulls out of you and flips you on all fours with your ass in the air as he re enters you from behind. His hips slam into you deeply and roughly making you cry out and push back taking him even deeper. One of his hand goses into your hair and pulls your hair bearing your neck for his teeth. Dean growls lowly before he smacks your ass making you cry out and clench around him tightly and he groans doing it again.

“Dean please!” You beg pushing back into his hard thrusts you was so close to cumming. It felt like he had kept you right at the edge for ever and you needed to cum badly.

“Please what sweetheart?” he growls in your ear never losing his rhythm or pace as he drilled into you. Your mind goes hazy and foggy from his tone and from lust. Dean gives another sharp smack when you don't answer making you cry out and clench around him.

“Please let me cum!” you cry out as he pounds into you he groans and pulls out and flips you back over on your back his hand gose around your throat making you look right at him. Dean leans down and kisses you deeply as he fucks you hard into the bed your nails leaving tracks down his back.

“Scream for me Sweetheart” he growls in your ear before rubbing your clit hard and hiting your g’ spot.

“DEAN!” you scream out as you cum hard your body stiffens and your world gose bright white. Dean groans and pumps a few more times before he stiffens and cums deep inside of you making you moan.

“Damn Sweetheart” He pants laying down kissing you deeply before falling on the side of the bed trying to catch his breath. Dean reaches over for you and you lay your head on his chest as he runs his fingers through your hair, holding you close to him. You could feel his heartbeat slowing down as you kissed his chest.

“What? Too much for you to handle?” you grin and he chuckles and smacks your ass playfuling making you laugh. Dean looks up at you as you straddle him his hands going to your hips and your hands on his chest as you rock just a little bit making him bite his lip.

“For you? Never sweetheart I just think we should of done this sooner” he grins up at you his hands running up your sides. You feel him harden under you and you smirk down at him.

“An now you Dean Winchester are mine and this night is just getting started” You smirk holding up a pair of handcuffs.

#smut #requests are still open btw #reader #please request #reader smut #request #requests #supernatural #supernatural smut #dean winchester smut #dean winchester #dean x you #dean/reader

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14dayswithyou · 1 year

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Have you heard or played this game called "The Quarry"? If so what would Ren be like if he was in that game? I've been hyperfixating over both games and I cant get the crossover out of my mind lol

✦゜ANSWERED: I actually got to play the game with Mon (my (irl) bestie) a while back, and I've had Kaitlyn brainrot ever since uwu

This ask also got long because I have A LOT to say about The Quarry!AU Ren gksdgbjsdgk. Also!! There's going to be spoilers for the actual game! IK it's been out for a while now, but if you ever plan on playing it, maybe skip this ask and come back another time!! <3

Okay!! So! Ren probably told the other councillors that he went to Hackett's Quarry to gain more experience as a music tutor, when in reality, he only joined the stupid program so that he'd get to spend the summer with you.

Would constantly show up to your camp activities with the kids and ask if you needed any help. Mainly because he was free right now and had nothing better to do. (He had to clean the kitchens...)

They would be insanely overprotective of you even if there was no one else around, and it would only get worse if Ren ever gets bitten (read: infected!Nick).

Realistically speaking, the only way Ren could possibly get bitten is by protecting you. Because if he had the choice, this man would literally lock the both of you up in the security room (that he tooootally had no clue about), and would just wait out the night there instead of walking aimlessly around the camp and getting stalked by hunters and werewolves.

I doubt they'd do anything to help the other councillors, and would instead watch them meet their demise through the security cameras.

If you were to witness them meeting their gory demise though, then Ren might put up an act and pretend to care. Maybe press a few buttons and switches in hopes that it'd somehow help them — when in reality, he's just flicking the audio channels on and off.

If you didn't want to camp out in the security room for the entirety of the night, then Ren would be glued to your side and won't ever let you out of his sight.

He'd let you carry the shotgun if it made you feel safer, but wouldn't mind using it himself if you thought that was the better option. Though... he'd probably forget that it was a gun at first and would try to smack the werewolves with the recoil/stock end before realising that, wait, this isn't a sledgehammer? It doesn't work that way?

Ren has seen enough horror movies to be able to put all the (cliché) pieces together, and would probably figure out what was happening by the time you (Abi) push Leon (Nick) into the pool.

Ren would 100% be like, "Oh, they don't like water? Alright then. Cool. C'mon Angel, we're stealing a kayak and sleeping in the middle of the lake tonight ^^ We can look at the stars while we confess our feelings for each other—" "Oh wow MC, you look hot holding a shotgun." "Shut the FUCK up you buff ass RACCOON, I'm having my moment >:(" "Ren, don't be mean to Teo."

If Ren does get infected, then he's just going to be extra clingy and creepy compared to usual. He'd be sniffing you every chance he gets and would try to rub his scent all over you. They'd probably be extra horny because even without being a werewolf, Ren is still very much addicted to your scent.

The real/[REDACTED] side of him would slowly start to surface, and would constantly ask you questions like "who do you love?", "D'you like me?", "No one can protect you like I can.", "You smell s'good. Come closer.", "Need to taste you. Now.", "I want t'be inside you."

Once he fully turns, I'd really like to say that he wouldn't target you simply because his sheer devotion to you would outweigh his animalistic urges. Idk if that's canonically possible in the game, but I'm gonna pretend it is because I can hehe :)

Everyone else is fair game though, especially any of the councillors that got a bit too close to you at the beginning of the season. All the people who tried to be friendly with you? Those who tried to kiss you during that game of Truth or Dare? Yeah, they better start hiding because Ren will be seeking them out.

He probably won't try to interact with you while in his werewolf form because he's afraid of scaring/hurting you, but would instead stalk you around the camp and fend off any other threats that go near your vicinity.

By the time dawn comes, Ren will be seeking you out and ensuring that you're alright. If anyone dared to hurt you while he was occupied with hunting down the other councillors, they'd be dead meat. Especially since they have a shotgun in their possession now :)

#you could honestly get away with putting a leash on Ren in this AU because he'd be absolutely whipped for you kjgksdgsgs #also this is a super old ask!! it's been collecting dust inside my drafts for the past few months #so i figured i'd let it see the light of day lmao #💌 — answered.#💖 — about ren.#💜 — 14dwy AU.#💖 — 14 days with queue.

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the-martyrfication-of-the-matron · 1 month

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Hey just watched the eclipse (we're having one in Canada) do you think any of the aphmau characters would go feral during an eclipse? Zenix gives me the vibes he would freak out and go feral during one, lol.

i cant speak for canon, ofc, i forget it

but i can speak for lr and my mys rewrite

Some of the more magical.spiritual characters will use the eclipse as a means of doing rituals and such. This can become very feral, depending on the individual, i.e Avra.

I also think the SKs would, just in general. they're all assholes and such. so. brr feral behaviour. different levels, though. Vylad is very chill, maybe a little blood thirsty but he can control that. Zenix is the worst bc he feels no reason to hold back. Once the eclipse is over, one may be habit to find many dead rats wherever Zenix had been

The werewolves get a little funky too, but mostly because they see people get all weird about it and they don't really know how to react. Dog behaviour, in a sense. If the humans are stressed, so are the werewolves, and it is very unfortunate.

#the calmest is Lucinda #she sets out sunbed and just lays beneath the eclipse like she's trying to catch a tan #aphmau #aphverse #aphblr

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magicxc · 7 months

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Hills and Valleys

Synopsis: Legend has it that Halloween is strictly for the scares. With ghouls and goblins, vampires and werewolves, witches and broomsticks, who could disagree?

However, all this friend group wanted was a little trick or treat. Sprinkle in a few party favors, loud music, and a cabin in the woods, the myth was bound to come true.

Lurking around the corner is danger like never before, eager to bring this night to a bloody finish.

So join these friends as they fight to make it through a Halloween they’ll never forget, proving that "the scare" is more than just a fantasy.

Word Count: 2640

Warnings: gut punch....right in the feels, lots of blood this chapter

Chapter 4 - Stephanie’s POV

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“Shut up, all of you,” Jason yelped. “Every minute we spend here is a minute more that sick freak has the upper hand, possibly plotting.

“And unless one of you can squeeze through those bars, the only way we’re getting out of here is through that door,” Em chimed in.

“Lorenzo, think man, does your family keep a spare key anywhere around here?”

“Uhh ye- yeah, I think so. Hell if I know where it could be at this point Jason.”

“Where is it usually?” Em asks.

“By a rack near the back door.”

“There were no keys when I checked back there,” Jason pointed out. “Fuck, we need to get moving NOW.

Honestly the only thing I feel is pure, white, hot rage pulsing through my veins right now. My anger has seen many people on the receiving end of my quick witted insults, and Lenny was no exception tonight - though I have to make a mental note to apologise later. Clearly I'm not level headed, even on a good day, and this high stress situation is only making it worse. Im not the friend for logical thinking, Im the friend that fucks shit up; so I murmur a quick thank you to the military man for rounding us altogether and making things a little more seamless.

Quick to dish out orders, he directs Lenny to the master bedroom to try and get some signal, Em to the second bedroom, himself to the kitchen and living room, me to the bathroom and any miscellaneous closet doors, while Lynn works on picking the deadlock.

I all but race to the bathroom, flicking on the light switch to get an idea of exactly what can help us in here.

Rummaging through the cabinet for anything sharp, I can’t even remember what it is that I’m supposed to be looking for - my mind aimlessly wondering about while my body ransacks this poor bathroom.

Pill bottles flying in the air, creams toppled over, and shower curtains screeching open, it’s only until my fist lands against the wall does it dawn on me that all I’ve done is trashed the damn place.

One of my best friends is lying face down in a watery grave and I can't even keep it together long enough to do something about it; it’s pathetic really.

For as long as I can remember I’ve always been unfazed, anger rearing its ugly head in place of the rest of my emotions. And this time is no different. There's a literal animal out there hunting people down and I'm supposed to what, sit down and cry about it? No, that can come later. Just this once, I’d like to help my friends out the same way they’ve helped me. My walls have been crumbling since the day they walked into my life, so the very least I can do is find us a way out of here.

Head planted against the bathroom wall, I take a couple deep breaths in and slowly blow them out, repeating this a few more times. I'm no good to anyone in a state of fury but I’ll be damned if five people cant find a way out of a fucking house - what type of looney toons shit is that.

Sliding my fist down the wall and at my side, I take a careful look around for something that could help us open up the door, keys be damned at this point.

Is ammonia strong enough to melt the bars, I think to myself. Shaking my head, I put it back, noting that all I'd do is suffocate us. Taking on another search of the room, I come across more cleaning solutions, soaps, and tissue boxes of sorts.

Fingertips drumming against the counter tops, I try to think of a way to freedom with a tube of toothpaste - throwing it in the trash bin when I come up empty.

Frustration threatens to rise once more and for the sake of it, I march toward the tub just to make sure every base is covered, stopping dead in my tracks as I hit what feels to be a goldmine. There’s a small window in the wall of the tub, bar-free and screaming out to me. How didn’t I see it before is beyond me, but now isn’t the time for questions.

Lips curling upward, I muster up a small smile at my new revelation and get inside to check it out.

Stepping in the tub, I notice that it’s a bit smaller up close, somewhere around 24x18 if I had to guess. Hands gliding across the smooth panel, I reach for the latch and pull it across to see if it’ll open.

Eyes crinkling at the corners I almost let out a happy dance right then and there; small bits of breeze whipping against my clammy skin in newfound hope.

Sizing up the window, I edge closer to the pane, standing on tippy toes to assess the outside. From the angle of the house, the bathroom lines up with the kitchen which is right out of view of the front yard. So, if whoever hurt Julez is still lurking around, they’re more than likely focused on the front and back doors, giving us somewhat of an element of surprise.

Dammit, all those leaves on the ground are sure to give it away though, I sigh. There’s nothing that cuts through the quiet quite like that.

Maybe we can form a bit of a distraction, I think. Have Lynn and Jason make lots of commotion at the front door while two or three of us sneak out the window.

And then there’s the height, another thought creeps in. This window is shoulder length at best so whoever climbs through will more than likely need a boost. And not to mention the small size. It’s not ideal for the average person to squeeze through.

"Ahhhh fuck," I screamed; palm slamming against the damp wall.

It's like we take two steps forward and four steps back with this shit. And the lake house? Lenny’s parents are gonna have to see me personally once we get out of here cause what the actual hell is the point of barricading oneself inside like this? Even though Lynn was dead ass wrong, it does make you wonder what exactly went on in here.

Fuck it, I didn't just find possibly the only way out of the house just to squander this opportunity. Someone is gonna fit through this window and get us the hell out of here come hell or high water - and just to be clear, I am the hell AND the high water.

So first things first, none of the guys broad shoulders stand a chance of getting through there. Lynn is on the thicker side of things, so that leaves me and Em. It’ll still be a tight squeeze, but I think we could make it work.

"I’ve never been more grateful for a flat ass till now," I mumbled.

Lenny will give us a boost, we’ll climb through, start the car, and drive til we get enough cell signal to call the police. Ohhh, we should also grab a knife or something just to be safe.

Digging into my pockets, jaws clenched in concentration, my fingers slither over everything from gum to lip gloss, until it finally slithers over that familiar bumpy texture.

Blowing out a breath of relief, I fish the spray out of my pockets and mouth a thanks to the heavens for having this with me. Pepper gel: my bestest friend of all, especially on late nights when I have to walk back to my car after a double shift.

“Yessss, at least this’ll buy us enough time and space away from that freak if we come across them,” I murmured.

It seems all my boxes are checked off, so I close the window, lock it back, and get ready to tell the group my grand plan. Whew, I'm just itching at the idea of this night finally coming to an end. Shit, who knows the kind of people we’ll be once this is all over.

Will we grow closer or will this night show us that somehow our friend group isn’t strong enough to withstand all this crap. Maybe for once I won’t have to spend my days apologising to everyone, but can actively work on keeping us together. That sick fuck may have taken out one of us, but I’ll be damned if I let them be the reason we separate. These people, my friends- no my family is what I look forward to when I picture my life old and gray, so I need us to get through this crappy night in one piece.

Turning on my heels, I make my way toward the edge of the bathtub, one leg halfway over until the person at the door stops me in my tracks.

“Geeze, you scared me,” I sighed, hands clutching my chest. “I never really pegged you for such a quiet walker.

Stepping out of the tub entirely, I continue to the door, arms flailing in the air as I go on to lay out the plan.

“Now, here’s where you come in -“

My words get cut off by the swift motion. I see it before I feel it and by the time my body has a chance to catch up to what's going on, blood starts gushing from my neck; my nervous system finally registering how sharp the pain is.

Dropping to my knees, a voiceless scream tears through my throat; pathetic gasping the only sound I can muster up as my hands fly to my neck to stop the never ending downpour.

The pain is excruciating and the blood oozes through my fingers quicker than I can stop it. My head feels dizzier by the minute and the grip on my wound loosens by the second.

Eye contact between us two never cease and I see a hint of a smile threaten to creep up, washed away by the stumbling on the staircase. They dash out of the door, closing it behind them while I sink further into the tiled floor; fear putting me in a metaphorical chokehold as I put myself into a literal one.

I hear Lenny’s booming footsteps burst through what feels like every door but mine; panic sourcing through me as I now feel cold sweat line my forehead.

He finally pops in, that goofy grin instantly dropping once he takes in the scene.

Disheveled, Lenny combs his hands through his hair, a big indicator of when he feels most stressed. And I would be too, but motherfucker I’m on the floor, help me dammit - is what I really want to say, though it doesn’t quite come out the way I intend it to.

Rushing over to me, Lenny starts shouting but I can barely stay tuned; my body threatening to dip out of consciousness.

“Oh shit, oh shit, shit,” he hissed. “Steph it’s gonna be alright, I just need you to hold on for a minute.”

There’s a thick, course cloth that wraps around me, and I feel like a baby being swaddled. The warmth that runs down my body soothes it from the chilly air and all I want to do is take a nap, wrapped in Lenny’s strong arms; if only to relieve myself from the hangover that’s sure to come. The blanket feels a little too tight and thankfully I don’t have to tell him to loosen it.

“AYEEEEEEEEE,” he screeched. “YOU GUYS GET IN HERE RIGHT THE FUCK NOW.”

Eyes steadily closing, sleep seems like the best course of action right now. All I need is a little break. Just a quick nap and then we can find a way out of here.

“Steph, baby talk to me,” he shakes me. “Who did this to you?”

It’s the horde of screaming that annoys me most of all. Can’t they see I’m trying to sleep?

Head slumped to the side, I see everyone gathered by the doorway, terror etched onto each face but one. That motherfucking bitch.

They did this. Fuck the window and the plan, Lenny the person you need to worry about is right in front of you. At least that’s what I’d like to think I said.

Holding me tighter in his arms Lenny shushes me, rocking us back and forth, desperately urging me to save my voice and energy until we can get some help.

This is it isn’t it? The look on everyone's face says it; or hopes for it. There’s nothing about the chilling screams and the panicked pacing that brings me comfort. This right here is where my story ends. I'm decades away from the gray life I imagined I’d live out, tears brimming over at the idea.

Feet splashing through the blood and plopping beside me, it's Lynn whose voice I manage to make out; she and Lenny drowned out by my loud heartbeats.

“I don’t fucking know Lynn, for goodness sake make yourself useful.”

“Both of you shut up,” Jason barks. “Dude tell me you got enough service to get us some hel- to get Steph some help.”

Wrapped tightly in Lennys arms, I feel myself losing the battle with consciousness. I’ve lost probably about half my blood, the room is spinning and I can’t for the life of me remember why I’m on the bathroom floor.

Eyes darting around the room, they land on the culprit and the salty tears flow freely. Mustering up the last bit of energy I have left, I manage to point my index finger, as best I can, at the perpetrator.

Get that mother fucker and get the hell out of dodge is what I try to say, but all that comes out is this wet, gurgled plea for help. Between the rocking and the chaos, no one notices my last ditch effort and all I want to do is scream at the top of my lungs.

I’m scared, fuck I’m so scared. There’s this saying that goes something along the lines of one day we all went outside and played with our neighborhood friends for what we didn’t realise would be the last time. Who would’ve thought the same would apply here?!

Who would’ve thought this would be our last ever party. My last time promising to be back home before the sun rises to my dad. The last time Lenny and I would banter for the sake of it. The last time Em and I bonded over similar tastes. Or the last time we’d tease Lynn about her endless boyfriends. Had I known this would be the last time I’d see Julez, I would’ve hugged her a little tighter.

This friend group has been all that and more for me. They’re literally the siblings I’ve never had. They’ve accepted me wholly and at the same time made me more considerate. They’ve been my literal shoulders to cry on and have seen me through every emotion there is. So why can’t they see me point this motherfucker out? Please! Let me at least do this one last thing for y’all. Please, don't let this final attempt be in vain.

Tears stopping and blood slowing, my muscles slacken while my lips manage one final, small smile; hoping that in the future they’ll at least pour one out for the homie once they make it out of here safely.

Although this was no doubt painful, I hope what awaits me on the other side feels much similar to being carried to your bedroom when you were a child and fell asleep on the couch during a family party; hoping most of all that I can still hear the laughter and the noise from the next room.

#Emmy Writes #Emmy Tries #Spooky Szn #Halloween Kills #Halloween Series #Halloween #Hills and Valleys #Original Story and Characters #Horror #are you crying?#cause I am #RIPPPP

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tvvivi · 3 months

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Twilight

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Life was fine, going to school Monday through Friday and going to church on the weekends. Throughout the school year I would get real busy and didn’t have much time to do things I enjoy. Going home from school would take about an hour, while I was on the train I would put on my headphones and listen to music, always looking out the window. I didn’t talk to anyone and nobody talked to me.

When I was home, all I did was lay in my bed and watch movies. I love movies. The way they make me laugh, smile, and cry. They help me forget the boring life I had.

So when I woke up on a plane with a grandma sitting right next to me, I panicked. When I realized what was going on, I went along with it. I just wanted to have fun. I didn’t think I would stay there for long. But if I was staying here for the rest of my life with stupid dumb people where vampires and werewolves existed, I wouldn’t want to go back to my boring mediocre life.

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Chapter 3 - Edward Cullen

After lunch Mike walked me to Biology class, when we get there I walk in and see Edward, his dark brown hair, his perfect pretty face. He has such nice eyes and even his eyebrows look perfect. I see him cover his nose like he just smelled the most repulsive thing in his life. The expression he’s making makes his face weird. He looks constipated. The teacher tells me to sit next to him and I try not to give him a look back. During class he just keeps staring at me and I want to tell him to piss off but I don't. Before the bell even rang he got up and basically ran out the door. I know Edward is at the main office asking to get his schedule changed.

After school Charlie took me to a diner to eat out. When we got home I did my homework and waited for Bellas mom to call. We talked about my day and how weird the kids are at the new school. The only person who I liked was Jessica, even though she seems not to like me I like the way she knows how to act, she knows when to laugh and when to smile. She’s has a pretty smile.

Angela is okay too but I don’t like the fact that she took a picture of me without asking first. She didn’t have much screen time in the movie so I cant really say anything about her.

Mike and Eric seem like good guys, though they are a little dense. They don’t even notice when a girl so close and so pretty likes them.

That night when I go to sleep I think about Edward and I try to remember the story line as best as possible. What I do remember though is that Edward, that weirdo, comes into my room at night and watches Bella, aka me, sleep. Though I don’t think that happens until a little while later.

The next day at school I don't see Edward around and I know its because he’s having his little “episode” about not being able to read my mind. He misses a week of school.

When I wake up for school I don’t see my truck, I assume Charlie went to go switch out the tires. I also assume this is when the “animal” attacks start.

When I get out of the house and start walking to the truck I slip and fall. Charlie runs over to me,

“You all right?” He asks me as he helps me up, Im so embarrassed right now.

“Yeah, Im good. Thanks.” I say, looking at the floor. While walking to the truck he tells me about the tires,

“Yeah, just be carful. I put new tires on the truck, old ones were getting pretty bald.” He tells me while lightly kicking the front wheel.

“Well, probably be late for dinner. I gotta head down to Mason County.” Right on cue,“Security guard at the Grisham Mill got killed by some kind of animal.”

“An animal?” I ask, hoping to learn something useful.

“You’re not in Phoenix anymore, Bells.” Of course I know Im not in Phoenix, Ive never even been there.

“Anyway I figured I’d lend a hand.” Charlie says, guess he wont be home as often.

“Be careful.” I tell him, even though I know nothing bad is going to happen to him Im still worried. Guess Im getting attached.

“Always am.” He tells me, I give him a smile and thank him for the tires.

“Yeah.” He gets into his car, I get into mine and drive off to school.

Eric comes up to me while I'm on my way to biology, “Prom Committee is a chick thing but I gotta cover it for the paper anyway, and they need a guy to help choose the music so I need your playlist. Hey, listen, um I was wondering, did you have a date to..” Eric didn’t get to finish as Mike came up to us,

“What’s up Arizona? How you liking the rain girl?” Mike says while shaking his wet cap on top of my hair letting the droplets fall on top of my head.

“Better get used to it girl.” Mike says, I chuckle at his comment and move away from them, and start walking to the lab table. I see Edward sitting down at the table, looking at me. He’s so weird for that, I don’t think I’ll ever get used to him staring at me with those pretty eyes. Though today I notice that he’s not wearing the contacts that hide his beautiful eyes.

I sit down next to him giving him a nod before I sit down, I didn’t want to be rude. While waiting for class to start, he talks to me.

“Hello. I’m sorry I didn’t get to introduce myself last week. Im Edward Cullen. You’re Bella?” He says while smiling at me, I want to punch him in the face. No shit you dumb fuck, You didn’t come to school for a week just so you could avoid me.

“Uhm yeah.” I smile at him a bit and look away while the teacher starts talking. He says something about an onion root tip cells and something else about phases of mitosis.

“Ladies first.” He says while sliding the microscope over to me.

“Thanks,” I look into the microscope trying to make it focus on the sample so that I could see it better.

“You weren’t here for awhile.” I glance over at him for a second,

“Yeah, I was out of town for a couple of days. Personal reasons.” He avoids looking at me in the eyes. I roll my eyes, He’s such a bad liar.

“Prophase.” I slide the microscope to the side and write down my observations.

“Do you mind if I look?” He looks at me, I just give him a shrug. He slides the microscope over to his side to look into it. He doesn’t even look at it for long when he says,

“Its Prophase.”

“Yeah, that’s what I said.” I tell him, why doesn’t he just listen to me?

“You enjoying the rain?” He’s looking at me and smiling, he looks hot, he has a nice smile.

“Yeah, I guess. Makes me want to stay in bed all day listening to music and drinking coffee,” I smile back at him, Just because Bella didn’t like the rain or anything ‘cold’ doesn’t mean I don’t. I enjoy the rain, Well I don’t like getting wet but looking at the rain is nice. “What about you? You like the rain?”

“Yeah, I like the rain.” He smiles at me and grabs the next sample switching the other one out. He looks at the sample through the microscope, “It’s Anaphase.” He didn’t look back up at me and just started writing it down on his paper.

“Mind if I check?” I said,

“Sure.” He looked up at me. I didn’t bother really checking, I just took a quick glance,

“Anaphase.” I looked over at him and saw him smiling at me. He has such a cute smile.

“Like I said.” He chuckled a bit and showed his nice strait white teeth. God he’s so hot. I didn’t bother writing it down on my paper, I didn’t care much about this assignment. Not when I can just spend class talking to Edward.

“I get why you moved here then, the wettest place in the continental U.S. you love it” He looked over in my direction but didn’t bother making eye contact with me.

“Well, not really. Its a bit more complicated than that.” I said but I cant really say much. I mean its not like I really know why Bella decided to come here.

“I’m sure I can keep up.” He said his eyes now on mine. This time though, I was the one to look away.

“Just drop it. Its none of your business” I was irritated, he should know how to mind his business.

“Sorry.” He grabbed the microscope and changed the samples. “It’s metaphase. You want to check it?”

“I believe you.” I looked back at him and he looked at me with his beautiful hazel eyes. I feel bad now.

#bella swan #edward cullen #fem reader #reader insert #the cullens #twilight saga #twilight sparkle #x reader #twilight movies #twilight renaissance #twilight bella #sorry if its bad #im trying #vampire #not weird at all #charlie swan #stephanie meyer #fanfiction #fanfic

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I saw that anon ask about how "kinning" became a thing bc our community got ripped apart, so i wanted to give some more history on otherkin.

Back in the 70's, there was a group of people who identified as elves from lotr. They were called the elf queens daughters and considered everyone who wasn't an elf "other kind". Flash forward to the 90's. On alt.horror.werewolves the 'were' community starts forming, containing not just people who identified as wolves (werewolves) but a plethora of other animals (such as weretigers, werebears, weredholes, etc). Anyone identifying as a terrestrial animal was welcome into the therian community, and they had now come up with a name, therianthropy. On other forums similar things were happening in parallel, draconians (dragons) found each other, unicorns found each other. For people identifying as anything non human, the otherkind community was there. After a bit the d fell off and it became otherkin. These four communities found each other and started mixing a bit, existing under the 'alterhuman' umbrella. I don't know when (im a therian so i stayed mainly in those places) but at some point people identifying as fictional people (fiction kin) and as plants (phylanthropes i think) also found their way to the community. They were probably there from the beginning too.

Alterhumans turned out to quite frequently already be existing in places that were not the mainstream, such as fandom. Many are neurodivergent/queer/mentally ill/whathaveyou. Already on the fringes, and quite frequently only out on the internet. So when fandom went mainstream (around game of thrones i think, but it had probably been an ongoing change for a while) suddenly there was a lot of new folks adjacent to our spaces. At first they mainly just made any and all harassment more frequent (i believe anti-otherkin trolls where the ones to coin 'kinning' but i could be wrong about that) but soon enough they had spread our terms (twisted out of shape) to the newcomers in fandom. Suddenly being kin no longer meant that you on the deepest level felt that you were this thing (in all ways except physical, to quote one of our 'celebrities'). Suddenly, it just meant that you liked a character. Suddenly it was a thing only teens do. Suddenly, our community all but disappeared. Because now we no longer had our language, and we couldn't find each other. You just found people who would harass and bully you if you "seriously think you're a squirrel". We are almost as separated from each other as we were before the internet allowed us to find one another.

This probably got kinda long but i feel like people need to know what happened to us and our community. Now, there are forums and such out there. There are still a few places left. But on the grand scale of things the loss of our language has caused us to be dispersed.

I do wanna share a cool story about finding others irl tho. I am not out and i never will be. At uni i was having lunch with some friends, and one person from the year under. I cant remember what we were talking about but suddenly he pointed to my shirt (that had wolves on it) and said something along the lines of "we're both wolves/animals". He then tapped his nose and said "i know my own kind". I will never forget that, haha. I have no clue how he knew bc i think im pretty good at hiding it. But i knew he was, bc his Facebook profile didn't lead to much doubt. It never mentioned our terms/words, but it might just as well have.

Sorry if this got long. I hope i have spread some information on where "kinning" came from, aka trolls that destroyed a more than three decade old community.

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decimalpointed · 2 years

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So I'm working on 3 fics right now. Getting the dialog right is kinda killing me a little bit. I keep writing it out in my head and then I forget how I got the characters from step 1 to step 2. Its frustrating.

I've also been pretty tentative about interacting with people again so much in fandom spaces. But I love bouncing ideas around and love hearing what others have to say. So like I wanna do that, I wanna interact, but damn it I'm back in my shy anxiety bubble and dunno how to make friends 😅 Someone slide into my DMs and let me ramble at you. Only if you are an adult tho. No minors.

Anyway here's an update of what I'm working on since I'm at work and no one else showed up to this fucking meeting so I'm writing on tumblr instead.

I started Dreams Like Deadly Things which is gonna be a Steddie exploratory piece into angst in regards to gender and kink and of course some drugs thrown in to get the ball rolling. Writing gender stuff is kind of new for me in general but its only supposed to be like 5 chapters which are mostly smut and angst. One small chapter is posted and chapter 2 is started and killing me with writing the dialog.

I've started Creature Comforts, which is a Steddie body and psychological horror about losing humanity and trying to find it again. This one i wanna explore some heavier themes like cannibalism, loss of self, and the awful dread of knowing the impending loss of self but cant stop it. This one is not posted at all. Waiting till I have it a bit more fleshed out. May never get posted lol.

I've also started Beneath Fur and Fang (title pending) which is my first foray into A/B/O dynamics even though its pretty nontraditional ABO and not intended to be like filthy smut. This one's a Harringroveson as werewolves with some depressing lore and chalk full of a bunch of ideas im really excited about but its gonna be a long one. Also features heavy angst and heavy themes like animalistic behavior, death of children, unhealthy dynamics, unhealthy coping mechanisms and some stuff i won't put on tumblr . The base social needs of predators really fascinates me. Also this one is gonna be gross on a lot of levels. Like I keep going back and forth by how dark I want a certain scene to be but it would be exceedingly disgusting and I would need to dead dove tag it. Decisions decisions. Anywho, started but also not posted but its the one im most invested in. Also at a loss for certain plot points.

#fanfic #stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #billy hargrove #harringroveson #st fanfic #metalsandwich #me just ranting about WIP shit cause im so fucking bored at work

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please tell me more about arson and other crimes. I don't have anything specific in mind I just want to hear more, actually wait I lied I do have a specific question. it sounds like this wip is low fantasy? I LOVE low fantasy settings so feel free to talk about how magic intersects with the regular world but also, again, I'd love to hear about anything in general

RORI I AM KISSING YOU ON THE FOREHEAD

so arson is a sort of urban fantasy where there is that split between the world regular people know and the supernatural/magical world - one of the main characters, Jai (he's a witch), describes it as "The difference between the real world and what everyone thinks is the real world, is a pair of figurative open eyes. Once you see, you know."

There's 6-ish main characters: Jai, Ira, Nancy, Orli, Kauri + i guess Seftan

and then some good side characters are: Vince, Beau + David

The basic gist of the story is that theres this group of people who are trying to find immortality, as one does, and they develop this ritual of sorts: kill a supernatural and take their life force before the earth can claim it.

By doing this theyre upsetting the balance of nature or whatever and slowly (so slowly no one notices at first) it begins to affect the local magic scene. Werewolves senses dull, dryads cant feel as much of the bush, witches struggle with harder spells etc and then one night, this evil group picks the wrong sacrifice: Ira.

Ira...who is half-possessed by this very old sorta eldritchy creature that wont let him stay dead.

So they find this guy, drenched in blood and rain (for reasons) and they grab him and kill him but when they try to take his life force theres nothing there to take (the creature absorbs it when he dies and gives it back when it decides its safe to) and the ritual sort of backfires and all the power slams into the earth and sends this huge shockwave through town which is felt by every single supernatural/magic creature and finally alerts everyone that something weird is going on.

The reason this specific group of characters are the main cast is bc they all know each other through other people? Ira is a regular at the coffee shop that Orli's family owns (she works there) and Orli has a crush on Nancy who is Seftans niece. Seftan owns a magic shop where Jai works and Kauri is their magical plant supplier.

So when shit hits the fan (*eyeing Jai* or when the avocado hits the ceiling in some cases) Seftan tells Jai about what happened to him and Nancy, and Kauri comes storming in raving about their garden. Nancy overhears Orli's thoughts about what happened to her family, and ends up inviting her over for the family dinner where they were all gonna discuss what they think caused it all. They decide to try find where the shockwave originated and thats where they find and meet Ira who is freshly back from the dead <3

The story then continues with the 5 of them (and sometimes Seftan) trying to figure out who and what happened, while they commit a bunch of crimes in order to do so. (Ive been keeping a tally, and in literally just the prologue, three crimes are committed/implied, including murder).

some scenes i think about all the time

Kauri setting fire to a pool by accident during a fight with a feral siren

"You smell terrible" "Thanks its the depression" "Or maybe its because you just died?"

The 5 of them crashing at Nancy's house all the time and Seftan just straight up forgetting to tell his husband theyve somehow aquired more children

Them all finding out what exactly the goal is for the bad guys and Ira laughing really tiredly and saying "Immortality isnt that great." and Nancy quietly hugging him

Beau and Ira realising they knew each other when Beau was alive and everyone slowly realising that they have no idea how old Ira is (beau died in the 1880's)

Jai and Ira becoming best friends, like people-think-theyre-in-love levels of best friend even though they dont see each other like that bc Jai is totally in love with Kauri and wont admit it

(Ira's name used to be Milo and i think you might be able to find some old posts about him somewhere, i can try find them and link them here tho.)

How the actual magic itself interacts with the regular world is like,,, dragons owning/running the local museum or art galleries, dryads and other plant/natures based creatures running florsists or gardening services or being landscapers, a family of werewolves running a cafe that lets you bring your pets inside etc

Like, Seftan owns and runs a magic shop that, to regular people, is like your run-of-the mill hippy-like store that offers tarot readings and crystals but to people In The Know its a place to get actual real magical ingredients or information; people in the know will get real answers from Seftans readings where regular people get what they want to hear.

All of the above is just like. The basic info so if you have more questions feel free to ask :DD

#arson and other crimes (original work)#asks #rori tag

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