#everybody say 'thank you charlie' for them going with me and letting me look at rocks for a solid 2 hours

[cerbreus]

Rocks found today along the Mississippi river in St. Paul! Found some of my first Lake Superior Agates finally ♥ along with some other beautiful specimens.

[cynical-ghost]

more platonic grid x reader, we say in unison ! i love how chaotic reader is and you’re so fucking funny 😮‍💨 please and thank you !

DANCING QUEEN

Pairing: Platonic Grid x fem!driver!reader

Genre: Smau- social media, chaos…

Warning(s): use of Yn, foul language?

Synopsis: It’s Yn’s 17th birthday…

A/n: This is for you Nonnie🫶 I’m so glad you liked my other platonic grid fics! I was listening to ABBA and my writing block was cured. Thank you ABBA, we say in unison🤭

Ynforeal

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Ynforeal winning while hungover is one for the books! 🏆🍾

Alpinef1team change the caption. (management made me write that, 17 and hungover looks good on you gurllll 🫶)

Ynforeal I will (I’m not gunna, Thankssss girllll!!)

Motheryn WELL DONEEE, happy birthday for yesterday!!!!!!

User15 does anyone know what Yn did for her birthday??

Landonorris you don’t wanna know…

User15 now I wanna know even more…

Oscarpiastri 🤫

Maxverstappen1 Congrats 🍾

Ynforeal I can feel your enthusiasm through my screen Maximilian😒

Maxverstappen1 👍

Landonorris YEHDNDB WELL DONE GIRL CONGRATULATIONS!!!! 🙌🍾🏆🥳

Ynforeal THANKY YOU LANDONNNNN

Landonorris Take notes @/maxverstappen1

Maxvertappen1🫡

Charles_Leclerc 🍾 one for the books indeed Yn, proud of you for not throwing up in your helmet!! 😂

Ynforeal thank you Charlie! It was a very close call but then I realised I couldn’t see max in my mirrors and wanted to piss him off 😂

Maxverstappen1 what, is it ‘hate on Max Verstappen, three time Wdc, day’ 🧐

Ynforeal had to put the titles in didn’t you. Did it make you feel better?

Maxverstappen1 yes, yes it did👍

Landonorizzz anyone got pics of Yns birthday?

Ynforeal Posting them later, couldn’t post them before the race otherwise I could have been disqualified 😂

Landonorizzz OMFGSJSBD SHE REPLIED TO MEEE OMFBE

Ynforeal I REPLIED JEBDJSKSNSB SO HAPPY DOR YOU HDHSJS

Landonorris

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Landonorris HAPPY 17th TO MY MAIN BITCH 🥂💸🤩

Ynforeal YASSSS JFBSBDJS VOTTA FEED MY BABY

Landonorris 🍼🍼🍼

User15 BIRTHDAY POSTS! I RÉPÈTE BIRTHDAY POSTS ARE POASTING RN AJBDAN

User12 These we definitely already made and were waiting to be posted

Landonorris you are correct! we have a bet that whoever doesn’t post their birthday draft they have to pay up 💰💰

Maxverstappen1 how many cakes did you have in the end Yn?? 😂

Ynforeal 3 in total, one family friendly one from my family, one from my crew, and one from you guys🎂🍰🧁

Maxverstappen1 🐖 <- you

Ynforeal 🐍 <- you

Maxverstappen1 😱

Ynforeal you little snake 🐍 shshsshshhs

Maxverstappen1 oink oink teef (bitch)

User56 I’m new do Yn and max hate Each other or something? They seem close irl but their comments say a different story.

Motheryn they have a sibling dynamic, that monstrosity is how they show their love for each other 😂😂

User56 oh thank goodness😂😂

Maxverstappen1

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Maxverstappen1 HAPSPY FKINWSG BRTHDAY SISTAAA, HWO DO YOU TRN CAPITSL LTTERS OFF, thnk you birthday batch🫶💕💸💰🥳

Ynforeal I KNEW YOU LIVED ME MAXAMILLIAN !! You are deffo regretting getting pissed last night, how are you feeling about this?

Maxverstappen1 never speak of this again, I didn’t want lando to win the bet 🙄

Ynforeal uh hu, never letting you live this one down Maxine👍

Maxverstappen1😀

User23 is this actually happening rn, how drunk was max last night 😂😂

Landonorris I think this tops my birthday post🤣🥲

Maxverstappen1 tAkE NoTeS @/Landonorris

Landonorris my own words used against me 🔪❤️

Redbullracing Your 3 time world champion everybody 👏

Yourbff max you should get drunk more often 😂

Ynforeal IKR!!! He’s a big softy really 🤭

Maxvertappen1 😑

Ynforeal

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Ynforeal 17 DANCING QUEEN JSHDHDKAN MAXIE KS FUCKED, I said I wanted to go carting but all we had was trollies 🛒😂😂💸🍾🎂

Landonorris HAPPY BIRTHDYA

Yourbff My beautiful bestie yasssss

Ynforeal luv youuuu 🫶

Yourbff 🤭❤️

Maxverstappen1 I can’t deny it 🙂

Ynforeal 🥂🍾🍺🍻🍷🍸🥃🍹<- you

Maxverstappen1 🛒🎉🥳🎂🎁🎈🎊<- you

[adventuringblind]

Misinterpreted

Charles Leclerc x Reader

Genre: Fluff and Crack

Summary: She couldn't see what everyone else could. Not until it hits her all at one.

Warnings: enemies to lovers, a whole lotta blushing

Notes: Thanks to the requester for this idea!! Sorry it's so short...

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It's not like she meant to hate him. She just couldn't see what everybody else was.

Charles is just another person like the rest of them. Yet people still fawn over him like he's been sent from the god's.

At least, that's what she thought growing up. Going through karting and the feeder series with Charles was torture. She was just there, trying to carve her way into formula 1. He had everyone chanting his name, loved by many, the future golden boy of Ferrari.

She'd made it a point to stay far away from him. Simply because she never saw the point of conversing. Definitely not because she is terrified of speaking to people in general.

"Watcha staring at?" Max sidle's up next to her and wiggles her eyebrows. She squeaks out a noise and lets herself calm down from the startle. Leave it to her teammate to know what she's doing.

"None of your business."

"Really? Because it looks to me like you're staring at Charles."

She violently hushes Max. "Shh! Someone could hear you!"

Max rolls his eyes before smirking at her. He looks pointedly at the Monegasque with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Don't you dare-"

He whistles, successfully grabbing Charles' attention. He smiles and waves him over. "You'll be fine!"

She can feel the blush spreading across her face. Her hand slaps Max's shoulder playfully. She moves to make an escape, like she has to be anywhere else but here.

Max grabs her wrist, looking playful, but there is that look in his eyes that says he will force her if she doesn't comply. Needless to say, she sits back down. Her eyes fall in love with the dirty grey of the cement ground.

"Hello you two!" He sounds so happy for this early in the morning. She briefly looks at her watch.

Correction: He's so happy at two in the afternoon. Why is he even happy at this time? Charles, apparently.

"Charlie! We were just talking about you." Max jabs an elbow into her side.

"All good things, I hope. I know I'm not a favorite to some." She can feel his obnoxiously pretty eyes burning holes into her.

Max barks out a laugh, then looks between the two of them. "Okay, I can feel the tension. Which is saying something, since normally I'm the one creating it."

Charles gives a wary look to the female still sinking into herself. "I wouldn't be opposed to lessening the tension."

"Great! I'll send her your way tonight at eight."

"Sounds like a plan."

Charles leaves the two alone finally and she sobs in relief. "Why are you crying? I though you liked him!"

"I do! That's the problem."

~~~~~

Max drags her to some restaurant, sits her at the table with Charles and threatens to ram her off the line if she tries to leave. He followed through with his last threat. She's not willing to risk Christian's wrath for her pride.

She attempts conversation with Charles. It feels awkward and tense. The regret and insecurity rattles around her mind. Why is he even here? He could be off doing other things with people he actually likes.

"Why do you dislike me? I've been wanting to ask you for years so I could apologize for whatever I did."

And.... what? She stares at him in disbelief. Unsure of how to explain that she didn't have an interest in anything but racing until she got to F1 and finally realized how ethereal he looks?

"Didn't know you thought that way!" Charles is glowing.

"Did I say that aloud?"

"Yeah, but it's nice hearing such a compliment you."

She hides her face behind her menu, only to have Charles take it away from her. He reaches further and gently pulls her gaze towards him-

She's going to combust. This is how it ends. Death by forced and prolonged eye contact.

"So, if I asked you out again, would you say yes this time?"

She nods her head yes. A little too enthusiastically.

[chronicbeans]

Let's Make a Deal! (Yandere Queerplatonic Alastor x Fallen Angel Reader)

Part 1: Hello, Deer!

Part 2, Part 3

TW: Fear and Panic, Confusion

You wake up, your eyes opening to see a red sky above you. It takes you a few moments, before you remember what happened. You got kicked out of Heaven... Someone had convinced the other angels to cast you out, by lying about you...

You sit up from your spot on the ground, looking to your wings and frowning. Their gold hue has turned to an ash grey. You quickly begin panicking, realizing the horrible situation you are in. You are in Hell, alone, with no knowledge on what it is like. You being a fallen angel makes things worse! What if the people here don't like angels? That'd be reasonable, considering the exterminations... You never took part, but it'd make sense...

You stand up, your legs shaking a bit, before you run in a random direction through the streets. You feel millions of eyes on you. You need to find some way back to Heaven! To convince them to let you go back! To-

You are so lost in your head, you don't process where you're going, despite looking ahead of you. You run straight into somebody. Your eyes widen as you look up at a tall woman in a red blazer. She turns, looking to you... Then, her eyes suddenly sparkle. "Oh my goodness! Are you an angel? Please, please come with me!"

As you are about to protest, your hand is grabbed and you are dragged along the streets towards a hotel. She's also singing some sort of song, but you are too spaced out and panicked to actually process it. Before you know it, you're standing inside a hotel, dazed and confused, surrounded by sinners...

"WHERE AM I?!" You wave your arms a bit in a panic, as the woman stops singing and tries to calm you. "No, um! You're at the Hazbin Hotel! A place of redemption! You, um... you're an angel! A fallen angel, yes? So, you now have a chance at being redeemed!" She then gestures to herself, smiling nervously "I'm Charlie Morningstar, princess of Hell." You look up to her, trying to calm down. "Like... The daughter of Lucifer?" "Well, yes.... But Lucifer was an angel, too! So, I'm sure you both will have a lot in common, and-"

"Now now, dear, why don't you give our new guest some space?" You look over to the entrance to the hallway, which leads to the rooms, spotting a... Tall deer demon, dressed mostly in red. His wide grin fills you with anxiety, as you notice the pointy teeth. He continues, his voice sounding as if it's coming through an old-school radio. "My, my! They look like a deer in headlights!" He then laughs, taking a few steps over to you.

When he stands right next to you, you notice how tall he is. Everybody here is so tall?! You frown, taking a deep breath, while Charlie takes a step back. "Sorry..." You wave to her, taking deep breaths "No, no, it's alright... I'm just a bit panicked! This um...! I just fell into Hell. I don't know where I am, or why exactly I was casted out...!"

"Darling, our lovely princess of Hell here, has brought you to the right place, then! The Hazbin Hotel is the safest place in Hell! We have Lucifer, himself, guarding this place!" The deer man then wraps an arm around you, continuing. "I am Alastor, the host of this establishment! Let me show you around. Charlie was just out buying stuff to get the next workshop ready, so I'm sure she's going to be busy getting it all up and running." She is about to complain, before Alastor then looks over to her. "Charlie, dear, you know how you are. If you don't get it done now, it'll never get done." "Fine... Thanks for helping, Alastor." "No problem, my dear."

He then grabs your hand, leading you along. You follow, hesitantly, too afraid of the entire situation to say no. Your heart was still racing with fear, and your mind with all the worst outcomes. What if he kills you? What if he eats you alive? What if Lucifer shows up?! What it-?!

You feel a random tapping on your head, knocking you out of your thoughts. You look up, seeing that Alastor literally bopped your head with his microphone. "Are you listening? I said that this is your room." "Ah... sorry. I got caught up in my own thoughts..." He grins a bit wider, patting your head. "Don't be worried. I made sure to place your room right next to mine, so that I can keep you safe!"

That isn't very comforting, but you hold back that comment... "Alright, Alastor..." You slowly open the door, expecting the worst. This is Hell. The room's probably going to be terrible.

You peek inside, a bit shocked by how it looks. It looks a bit like a warm cabin, of sorts. Certainly not something you'd see in a regular hotel. It has a warm fireplace, dark cherry wood floors, some nice furniture, and a comfortable looking bed. You walk over to the fireplace, the fire inside looking to be an unnatural, but beautiful, red and pink flame.

"Now then... what's your name, dear?"

You flinch, looking over to him. The room seems to have calmed you down, a little, even if you still feel slightly uneasy. "I'm (Y/N)... As you could already tell, probably, I'm a fallen angel, not a sinner." "Well, to have fallen, you've probably done something wrong, yes?" Alastor walks over to you, his grin turning a bit smug. "Though, I shall say, with the way you act like a scared little bird, it probably wasn't something as bad as the others in Hell. I'll give you that much." Once again, he boops you with his microphone, this time tapping your nose with it. "I'll also give you a pass on not introducing yourself for this long. You must've been so frightened, you simply forgot!" You gently nod, taking a deep breath.

He steps away, grinning. "Now then, take your time to get settled in! I'm sure you'll be here for a while! Farewell!" Before you can even respond, he's closed the door and left your room. You stand there, in front of the fireplace, flabbergasted. He's strange... You get an off-putting vibe from him, but then again, that's how you feel about everything in Hell.

You look back to the red and pink flames, and you swear, for a brief moment, that you see a small flicker of green in them.

[citruswriter]

Hello, first of all I want to say that I LOVE your blog and your writing 💓💟

I was hoping if you could do some headcanons about being angel dust's younger sibling (by 1 year) and basically freeing him from his contract by swapping his freedom for ours (in short words we have to work for val in order for angel to be free)

You can tell I love angst.🎉

If you don't want to do it then it's completely fine

New Sensation

Listen with me! ♫♪.ılılıll|̲̅̅●̲̅̅|̲̅̅=̲̅̅|̲̅̅●̲̅̅|llılılı.♫♪

Warnings: Abuse, toxic relationship, s3x work, soul contract, she/her pronouns, Reader is also a spider demon, insinuated sex between Valentino and Reader, daddy kink, groping, lots of crying.

A/N: Omg this is such a good idea. Nonnie ur amazing. Grab ur tissues, time to cry bitches.

You drew in a shuddering breath as you stood before the giant building. Once you did this, there was no turning back. You curled your fingers and rapped your knuckles against the door loudly. It took a few minutes but eventually the door opened, one of Valentino's handmaidens opening the door. "Please state your business". She said in her soft yet husky tone and you straightened. "I'm here to see Valentino, if he has a moment to spare." You said, trying not to give away how nervous you were. The woman tilted her head for a moment, as if she was thinking before opening the door widening. "He does. Please come inside". She stated before walking off. You followed her down the winding and twisting halls before the two of you came in front of another door. The woman knocked and a grumpy "come in" sounded from the other side. The woman opened the door and poked her head in. "Sir, you have a visitor." She said. Valentino raised a brow, lifting his head from his paperwork. "Well? Are you going to tell me who the fuck it is?" He spat and you pushed the door open more.

"Greetings sir. My name is (Y/N). I'm Anthony's little sister." You greeted before giving a bow. Valentino perked up and grinned slyly. "Oh I didn't know he had a sibling". He purred and it took everything in you to not clutch yourself with your spider limbs. "He's kept my presence a secret from you. He didn't wish for you to approach me with some... offer to work for you". You said, sitting in one of the chairs in front of his desk. Valentino frowned and laced his fingers. "Then why are you here?" He demanded and you looked up. "I wish to trade places with my brother." You admitted, looking him straight in the eye. Valentino laughed loudly before realizing you weren't laughing. "Oh you're serious". He said in shock. "Yes sir, I am. My brother is a good man. He's trying to better himself. And he deserves that. But he can't while under your contract. So I offer a trade. Let my brother go and I'll take his place".

Valentino's antenna twitched and he smirked down at you. "What makes you think I'll let my prized star go?" He questioned and you bit your lip. "When Anthony leaves, his movies will become a rarity. A collector's item. You can auction his things for a high dollar, people can and will pay thousands of dollars for them. And when everybody's in their frenzy of getting the last bit of Angel Dust. You can bring in me. A new face, a new star. His little sister. They'll go crazy. It'll be like having Angel Dust back. But younger. More innocent. Filled with so much potential". You had practiced this. You knew your deal was a juicy one. Valentino mauled your words over before grinning at you again. "Deal."

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"I can't believe it!" Angel Dust said, he was laughing and crying. "Valentino. He... He said he's letting me go! Said a new soul came along, made him a deal he couldn't refuse. And all they asked for, was my freedom." He was thanking his lucky stars for whoever did this for him. "That's so amazing, Angel! You can finally work on redemption now! Like... full time without worrying about Val." Charlie said, her eyes practically sparkling from how excited she was for him. "If anybody deserves it, it's you baby". Husk said affectionately before kissing his cheek. "Good for you. As much as I enjoy suffering, Valentino is a despicable bug. It's good to see you free." Alastor said with a twirl of his cane.

The next few months were filled with happiness. Angel had agreed to show his face for the auctions but other than that, he kept his distance from Val. He began to live, to thrive. It was the best moment of his life. Until it wasn't.

"Hey has anybody seen (Y/N)?" Charlie asked, a frown tugging at her lips. Angel Dust sat up, thinking about the last time he had actually seen you. "Yeah now that I think about it. I haven't seen her in ages..." Vaggie said in thought, looking up from her task of sharpening her spear. "Here, let me call her." Charlie muttered, calling your number and putting the phone on speaker. "Charlie, hey! Look, I'd love to talk but I'm at work right now." You said, your voice hushed. "Oh come on! We haven't seen you in ages! Can you maybe ask for the night off?" She begged, pouting at the phone as if you could see it. Shouting was heard in the background. "Fuck. Shit. Look Charlie, if I can come over after work, I will. But I can't really talk right now." You said. You tried to hang up as quickly as possible but not before Italian curses could be heard. Nobody else seemed to pick up on it. But Angel Dust did. Oho did he notice.

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Back at the studio, Valentino had caught you on your phone and tossed you onto the floor. "I'm sorry! Look it was just Charlie. I didn't want her to worry. You know how she can be!" You said, crawling away slowly. Val growled, "Yes I do. Unfortunately." He spat. "Y-Yeah! So I just picked up and told her I couldn't hang out. That I had work and couldn't talk. That's all. I promise." You said, tone whiney but you tried to keep a smile on your face. Val scoffed and rolled eyes eyes. "Whatever. Now get back on that fucking bed and take this from the top. Movies don't make themselves, darling". He said before going to go sit in his directors chair. You swallowed thickly as three men stalked your way, each holding a different sex toy. Oh boy was this going to be a long night...

After shooting the porno to Valentino's satisfaction, you had been given permission to retreat to your room. You closed the doors and looked around the room. Anthony's old room... You wrapped the robe around you tightly, as if it could hide away all the new marks if you tied it tight enough to your body. Sitting in front of the vanity, you began to wipe your makeup off. Humming softly as you took care of yourself. You chugged some water before heading to the bathroom for a hot shower. You took your time washing your hair and spider fluff, washing away the days work. When you got out, you dried yourself off and wrapped yourself in a towel, ready to dress and maybe head over to the hotel. But as you stepped out and saw Val sitting on your bed, you knew that wouldn't be the case.

Val's long spindly arms reached out towards you and you automatically walked his way. Fingers pried away the towel to reveal your freshly cleaned, bare body. "Come to daddy". He cooed as he tugged you gently. You followed and sat on his lap, fingers brushing into his moth fluff. He hummed to himself, pleased with your obedience. "You did so well today, darling. I'm so proud of you. Please forgive me for getting angry with you earlier. Work can just stress me out sometimes". He spoke softly and you looked up at him, plastering a smile on your face. "I can't stay upset with you for long, daddy. You always make it up to me. All I can be is grateful." You cooed back and Valentino smirked down at you, fingers trailing closer and closer to your core. You shuddered and fought the urge to push him off of you. "Such a good pet. You're so good for me, aren't you?" He purred out, a hand going up to grope a breast, causing you to flutter your eyes and sigh against him. "Anything for you."

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The next day you managed to convince Val to let you go to the hotel. With a pout and a bat of your eyelashes, he crumbled and gave you the day off. You opened the door with excitement and called out, "Hey guys!" It wasn't long before mostly everybody had accumulated towards the front. You gave everybody hugs and smiles, catching up with Charlie and the others. But as Angel Dust watched you, he saw the details that the others didn't. The bags under your eyes, bruises on your arms, the way you only smiled with your mouth closed. "Hey (Y/N)?" He called out and you turned to look at him. "Can we talk? Alone?" Charlie and some of the others looked at each other and you sighed, picking yourself up and approaching him. "Of course, Ant. What's up?" But your older brother just grabbed your arm and drug you up to his room. After closing and locking the door he approached you and practically shoved his thumb in your mouth. You yelped in surprise as he pushed your lip up, wincing when he saw your new gold tooth.

"It was you? Wasn't it? Valentino's new soul... the one that got me my freedom..." He said, tears welling up in his eyes. You took a step back. "I'm so sorry, Anthony." You said, voice shaking. "But why? Why?! I worked so hard to keep you safe from that asshole and then you go and fuck it all up!" He yelled and you just pressed your lips together in a weak smile. "Because it's my turn to protect you Anthony." You replied, tears welling up in your own eyes. Anthony pulled you close, hugging you and crying into your shoulder. "You deserve happiness, Ant. You always took care of me and Molly when we were growing up. Now it's my turn to take care of you". You muttered, tears streaming down your face. Anthony picked his head back up, hands cradling your face as you gave him a sad grin. "Has he hurt you yet?" Anthony asked softly, already knowing the answer. You tried to choke back your sob but it didn't work. "Oh shit... He's already slept with you, hasn't he?" Anthony said in shock. "It's so bad, Ant. He's already laid hands on me. My body. I feel so dirty. I hate it. But I had to. I did it all for you, Ant. All for you." You sobbed as your whole body trembled.

"You're so fucking stupid". He sobbed back, running a hand through your hair. "I love you so much, Ant." You cried, hugging him tightly. The two of you sank to the ground, cradling each other and sobbing. "I love you too, sis".

This was sooooooo good. Omfg I loved writing this. I hope you enjoy this fix, Nonnie. I hope ya'll cry, this is angst for a reason.

[squerlly]

flames of desire chapter 5: bonding exercise

Alastor x (f! bunny reader) -Fluff- chapter 1

your POV:

through out my time here in hell I have grown accustomed to the musty hot atmosphere of the underworld and the loud mornings of screaming, gun shots, and road rage, its hell after all and there technically isn't any rules. me and angel hang out a lot more, behind his sex jokes and playful demeaner hes a great friend. husk and I are cool I suppose, according to him I'm more tolerable. Nifftys a bit crazy and energetic but I enjoy helping her clean sometimes, but one person that's been on my mind a lot is Alastor. hes always watching me, I catch him staring at me with that weird smile, I wonder if his face hurts from smiling all the time...none of my business what he does I just wish he wasn't so eerie. I was in the lobby this morning when Charlie called us over for a "bonding exercise", seeing everybody gathered in there seats I sit on the couch next to angel, "good morning everybody thank you for comingggg, I would like to have you all here for a little bonding time yayy!!!..." the silence was defiantly loud... "uhm- well I though we could all do something fun like drawing!" standing behind her vaggie comes out with paper, markers, and crayons "oooo colors" niffty giggles "what's does this look like kinder garden?" "angel please try and at least participate" letting out an annoyed grumble he agrees "fineee..." "great! were all going in partners and you will draw each other, that sound fun right!!?" oh no... "charlies with me, husks with angel, and Alastors with y/n, nifftys can uhm..." "oh oh can I be the judge!!!" "sure..." "you gotta be fucken kidding me..." "aww cmon whiskers I'm not that baddd~" walking to there partners I turn to see Alastor sitting on the arm chair looking at me with a wide grin on his face, "fuck me..." I grumble walking over to sit on the floor beside him "well my dear looks like its just me and you" "yeah... me and you" grabbing two pieces of papers and some crayons "I cant even draw..." "oh don't worry I'm sure you will do just fine!" "why am I doing this again..." "cheer up dear this is supposed to be fun after all, I cant be that hard to draw" "yeah your right just need two colors" scribbling on the paper I start at the base of his face, doodling his creepy smile and red hair, looking up I see him studying me curiously "what's the matter, am I hard to draw?" I say smugly "not at all dear your quite easy to draw" ouch, thanks...

Alastors POV:

I never really focused any time on things such as art, yes I can cook and maybe play the piano but drawings not one of my few good skills although ill give it a shot. I would have never guessed I would be sitting here doing one of charlies silly little projects, attempting to draw y/n I look at here for a while, this is the closest I have ever really been next to her, my she really is small it makes me want to squeez her tiny little body, her head could fit in my hand easily. I have noticed a few things while observing her, her ears twitch when she's focused on things like now, her pink bunny nose twitches when she's scared, and her fluffy tail wags when she's exited or annoyed what a strange individual...

your POV:

"ok guys once your done with your drawings you will show them off to your partners!!", as a few minutes pass by I have finished my drawing and well I'm quite disappointed in myself, man I should have taken art class in high school "I finished if your ready to show them" hell no... "I- I'm done but I don't think I wanna... "oh I'm sure its not that bad" giving the drawing one last glance I turn the page I show him the drawing facing away to hide what little dignity I had left. hearing a quiet static buzz noise I look back up seeing him looking at the drawing with a questionable face "I know its badd!!!" "w-well I wouldn't say that dear its just..." "just say its bad!" "its interesting" "well what does yours look like?" turning his page my jaw drops to the floor, what is this creepy deer man not good at "its not my best work but-" "are you kidding me Al this is good!" standing up I grab the drawing, it was in crayon but it looked just like me. pausing I try to tone down my excitement seeing alastor wide eyed from my reaction "I'm glad you like it dear" "what cant you do" "well I did say I was a man of many talents but drawing isn't one of them" "do you uhh mind if I keep this..." "not at all dear~" "you don't have to keep mine you can just throw it-" "nonsense its mine isn't it?" "yes.." "then I will keep it". for once he seemed to have a genuine smile on his face, not some creepy ass smile, its kind of nice...

Alastors POV:

I don't know why but I wanted to keep her silly little drawing, its...cute?. it looks nothing like me but its quite amusing seeing her all embarrassed. I was surprised to see she liked my drawing, her eyes lit up with a small smile on her face, it feels good to know my work is appreciated even in the... strangest things it gives me a sense of pride, I might hang it in my radio tower...

your POV:

looking at everybody else I saw Charlie bouncing on her heels looking at a little doodle vaggie made how cute~, husk made a sloppy doodle of angel and angel just drew himself. niffty was running around looking at others drawings, eventually she got around to ours, climbing on my shoulder she looks at Alastors drawing "ooooOooo you look so cute in the picture!!" I smile a bit "thanks niff" grabbing her off my shoulder I set her down "well that's the end of the exercise, how was it!" "ehh it wasn't to bad" "it was alright" "whatever...im going back to the bar" Charlie puts on a little smile "well do one again next week, maybe we could make cookies together or do all about ME's oh oh!! what about-" "ok hon slow down" "sorry". this was nice, hell isn't that bad, at least not here. better than home...

hey guys!!! I was supposed to release this earlier but I'm a little sick right now from the cold weather but I refuse to let you guys down! I made this chapter a little longer than usual so I hope you guys loved this cute chapter as much as I did, love you guys have a good day/night

-squerlly

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[lost-inanotherlife]

Lost S1 Rewatch after 20 years - scattered thoughts

Charlie is creepy as fuck. He's extremely volatile and while I understand that he's going through recovery and that's certainly tough on anybody, let alone a plane-crush survivor stranded on a crazy island, I still read his behavior towards Claire and, to a lesser extent, Hurley, kinda creepy and not-cool weird.

Justice for Shannon. Let's give her credit for impromptu translating from French into English while everybody gives her shit because she's not sure whether she can do it or not and doesn't want to mess up. Sorry if she's just a normie human being and not a highly-trained torturer or a crafty confidence man. Yeah, we should apologize to her.

Not looking for Claire was a dick move. The girl is about to give birth in 1-2 weeks, gets abducted by a someone who infiltrated the survivors, tried to murder Charlie and is now possibly hiding with Claire in the jungle... for almost a week? And people be like: well, I guess shit happens, amirite? It irks me a lot, ngl.

The structure of the episodes, the command of narrative techniques, the use of very specific and recurrent symbols... superb writing. Yes, there are some minor mistakes, some inconsistencies and some stuff that I personally don't like and yet... After 20 year this season still EATS.

After 20 years I still hate the "Love Triangle" trope. I hated it 20 years ago and things haven't changed, maybe they even got worse. Yes, I'm referring to the Kate-Jack-Saywer of it all. I used to ship Kate and Jack but, upon rewatching s1, I find that Jack is sometimes a bit of a dick towards Kate while Kate unnecessarily keeps doing these little manipulations when it's clear as day that Jack's got it bad for her and she already has him wrapped around her finger. I like that Kate and Saywer immediately clock each other as outcasts and outlaws and flirt their way around it but I think Kate dumps on him the same attitude Jack dumps on her and I'm like "please leave my man James out of your little machinations to play the doctor, thank you".

Speaking of, I know that a queer watsonian reading of Lost is... well, I don't want to say "impossible" because nothing is, but it is not an easy feat. Having said that, my headcanon is that Jack and Sawyer are the real soullmates, their chemistry is off the charts. I know that they've created these two cishet characters exuding straightness from every pore but there's so much of that between the two of them that it actually circles back to being very queer when they interact.

[greazyfloz]

Hello! I'm the one that requested the Jeremy Swayman smut. Can I request again? I just find out that the request got deleted. Could you write some smut with #11, #20 & #30, please? Totally if you don't. Thanks!

Smut: 11. “If we were alone right now, I would make you cum harder than you ever have”, 20. “You are going to be sore tomorrow” & 30. “Are you trying to make me hard?” w/ Jeremy Swayman

Let’s Dance

Jeremy had the night off and the team was staying in a hotel in New York since they played the Rangers tonight and the Islanders not tomorrow but the next day. Since they don’t play tomorrow, a couple of the guys decided that they were going to hit the town and go clubbing.

Since New York isn’t too far from Boston, I decided to drive down anyway to watch the game and stay for the weekend with a couple of the other wags. After the game we made our way back to the hotel. Kiley and I shared a room a couple floors down from the guys so Charlie, Jeremy, and some of the other guys were just gonna come down and meet us at our room along with the other wags that were coming as well.

We ended up going to a pretty busy night club. The alarm to get them is long, but it moves pretty quickly. Once we were inside Jeremy bent down so I could hear him better.

“I’m gonna go get us a drink, do you want to go with the girls to go find us a table?” he asks over the music.

“sure“ I say, nodding back to him before, leaving to catch up with the rest of the wags

It isn’t long, but I’m sitting at the table with the other wags until Jeremy arrives. He sits next to me at the table and scoochs in close so his side is pinned against mine, then he dropped his armour on my waist.

We sit at the table and laugh, along with the rest of the group, and I start to get bored watching as everybody else in the club is on the dance floor.

“babe” I say, try to grab his attention

“Yeah” he says, leaning down into my ear, then turning his ear close to my mouth so he can hear me

“let’s go dance” I say, and he laughs

“you’re one drink in and you already wanna dance? Sorry babe but I’m not drunk enough for that.”

“I’m not drunk, I just want to dance“ I say, just as the music cuts, and the whole table starts to laugh

“Sway, your girlfriend wants to dance, get out there” Brad says laughing.

“let’s go“ Rachel says and all the wags stand up and follow

We are all out dancing and the boys follow one by one. I feel Jeremy’s hand reach around me and rest on my lower stomach as we swing our hips back-and-forth. I turn around and wrap my arms around his neck as we continue to sway back-and-forth.

“look, who came out” I say to him, and he laughs

“couldn’t resist, and I’d rather be out here than sitting over there alone”

I laugh at his response before turning around again. I grind my butt against his dick as we dance and continue to grind against him completely unaware I was even grinding.

He slows down and Leans down into my ear, “are you trying to make me hard?” he says, and I turn and look up at him.

“no, but is it working?” I say, before leaning away, slowly biting my lip.

I watch him shake his head before pulling me away from the dance floor. Once we were on the outside of the dance floor, watching in at everybody, I turn, and he wraps his arms around me again.

“If we were alone right now, I would make you cum harder than you ever have” he says, making me choke

“T-take me back to the hotel” I say turning around to look at them

“Lead the way“ he says, opening his body, so I can move in front of him. He follows me as I walk outside, and we walk down the street to our hotel.

“mine or yours?” he says looking at the elevator buttons, and I reach around him clicking on my floor.

The elevator doors close any leans in and presses a kiss on my lips. We kiss until the ding of the elevator makes us pull apart, and we walked down the hall to my room. We entered my room and he threw me back against the door, lifting me up so I can wrap my legs around his waist as we continue to make out.

He turns him walks towards the bed, then throws me on top. Once I’m laying on the bed, he grabs the waistband of my pants as I lift my hips up and he pulls them down. combs on top of me, and press his lips against mine again as he reaches down to my clit begins to rub.

Moan out as Jeremy’s lips leave mine, and he moves down between my legs. He kisses my clit before he begins to suck on it, and I feel his tongue press against my clip as he continues to suck. He then moves down and licks my slit before entering his tongue into my pussy, making me throw my head back against the pillow.

“Yes” I moan out

Jeremy continues to flick his tongue inside of me as his mouth sucks around his tongue on my pussy. When he pulls his tongue away, he kisses my clip once more before he stands beside the bed and takes his pants off.

He strokes his cock as I crawl over on my hands and knees on the edge of the bed. I take his cock out of his hands and stroke it a couple times before leaking from the bottom of the shaft all the way up to his tip. I kiss his tip before I begin to suck back-and-forth.

With the hand that isn’t keeping me stabilized I reach underneath his shirt, sliding up his body, feeling his abs and chest as I continue to suck on his cock. He takes his shirt off and looks down, making eye contact with me before throwing his head back.

“Fuck” he says before stepping back, letting his cock fall from my mouth.

He reaches down and pushes me so I am now on my back on the bed before climbing over me and making out with me once again. I pushed him over so I’m now on top, then I move my lips from his down to his jaw, then to his neck where begin to suck, leaving hickeys.

“you’re gonna be so sore tomorrow” he says flipping me back over, so he’s on top as he reaches down and stroke his cock positioning of self between my legs and gripping my waist closer to him.

He rubs his cock back-and-forth up and down my slit before sliding inside of me, making me gasp for air and moan out.

“Oh fuck” I moan as he begins, thrusting in and out of me

He leans down and begins sucking on my tits as I throw my head back deep into the mattress. He then sits straight again so he can thrust harder inside of me  making me moan out loud

“fuck you sound so pretty taking my cock“ he says as he thrusts all the way in as hard as he can making me mono, louder and louder with every thrust, “you’re such a good girl, fuck your sexy”

“I’m cuming” I whimper as I feel his cock twitch inside of me as I cum on his cock. He came inside of me at the same time, and the room is full of our whimper.

“why don’t you come up to my room for the night? Charlie can crash here.” Jeremy says, smiling at me as he pulls out of me.

“Okay” I say getting up from the bed and putting on PJs as he gets dressed again.

When we’re dressed, he takes my hand in his, and we walk up to his room together. He takes off his clothes, so he’s just in his boxers before laying beside me in his bed. He presses a kiss on my head as we continue to cuddle for the rest of the night.



[kaledya]

Hello !

Oh damn, thank you for the explanation. Of course you explain it properly and in such details ! And it make sense Lucifer's pride is taking a big place because he is the embodiment of Pride, in a way. Even with his daughter its something hard to put away. I have a good foundation for the fundamental of their fight now great !

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Extra answers :

Oh yes ! I figured that Alastor won't be like this with Constantine at all ! Except if he want to be burn alive. Especially that Constantine could actually just use his royal authority on him and Alastor would be kneeling very fast !

I like the Last Of Us 2 ref. I just like that we are talking in ref ahah. I understand that it would be a long road of forgiveness between them.

Ps : in a way, In that pride "manner of doing things" i think Lucifer look like Constantine in that. The proud royals who wouldn't take shit from anyone because they are THEM and the others are nothing. Even if it would actually benefit them to be more kind. But its Hell so, no ahah.

But thanks to showing me your vision of how things happen in your SS AU like that I can create something between your mind and mine.

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Yes ! Don't want to spoil but its a huge thing. Constantine and Lolicia. (If my OC wouldn't be here i think i like RoyalFlush a lot, I mean who doesn't like a good Johnlock kind of romance) but let's say I like some sensuality too. (Probably this is why I'm the only one who likes Sherlock and Irene)

I mean do you imagine Constantine and Lolicia first meeting like Sherlock and Irene ? Lolicia (naked) Constantine (confused in a priest costume)

"- Our third guest is in the living room on the left, explains Charlie to her brother, you will not miss it, it has a ocean theme.   - Right... murmur Constantine.

*Constantine walks to the blue living room, watch around and see nobody.*

  - Charlie ? I don't see anyone !

*He sighed and sit on the sofa wondering why he actually left his Palace. That was a mistake. And then he heard footsteps approches.*

- Hello, say a velvety voice, apologies for being late. I was away for a long time, forgive me, what is your royal name ?

- I'd figured everybody would know my name but exceptions are part of the statistics. You can call me, like everybody else, C-...

*Constantine turns his head and see Lolicia stopping at the doorway. His voice fails him when he realizes that none of the hair or the tail or the light he quickly sees were covering the naked body. His jaw drops a little.*

- Oh, it's always hard to remember simple thing when you've had a shock.

*They enters the room stands directly in front of him, then Lolicia reaches out and removes the white priest collar from his shirt.*

- There you go now, they giggle softly, we are both defrocked... Crown Prince Constantine.

*Constantine look up to their eyes, in a normal state of mind again.*

- The Anglerfox, I presume. - Look at those cheekbones. I could cut myself slapping that face. Would you like me to try?

Lolicia smile and put the priest collar between her teeth. Constantine think WTF?!"

I mean yes, It would be funny because Lolicia would be a mess. She has a different way to see emotions too. And Constantine is.. . Well Constantine. Ahah. It was fun.

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Yes, I agree, getting rid of Val, is a big thing.

Thank you for the storyboard info !

I'm so excited to write all this !

I like Husk and Lolicia too. It was cute the dance and natural to write.

Thank for liking the new outfit! Ah yes Baldur's Gate 3, what a beautiful game, *wipes my tear with Astarion* oh ! Is the moment when Gale says he is horny when we fight with so much energy ??

Yes! And I'm so glad I could help!

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And again, I'm very happy to hear that you liked the concepts I mentioned. And I completely agree with your ideas

I can't wait to see the story in your mind!

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OMG! I really can't wait to see it. I really like your writing and I'm very curious how you will handle such a romance!I'm sure you will write wonderfully.

And I'm glad you liked dynamic between Serenity and Constantine too!

And since I've never written anything romance-related for Constantine before, I seriously can't wait to see his dynamic with Lolicia! Sounds like they could have a seriously interesting relationship!

And if you ask my opinion, Irene and Sherlock are a very interesting duo too. After all, Irene Adler was the only woman who takes a place in Sherlock's mind, both in the books and in the TV series and movies.

The Women The only woman who can find a place in Sherlock's full and complex mind. The Women who can beat him time to times with her games

And I loved their interactions in the series, especially in the scene where Irene is in her last moments, she sends a message to Sherlock for the last time, but it was perfect that Sherlock comes and saves her at that moment.

And I really love Irene's attitude as a smart planner and a woman who stands on her own feet, and it is always a pleasure to watch/read the cat and mouse games she plays with Sherlock.

And LMAO yes I can imagine it and I really enjoyed reading the little script you wrote I should draw it sometime.

And Constantine was like:

He gives Lolicia a small glance, "I think my sister was very successful in getting the residents used to the hotel."

"You look very comfortable."

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And I am very glad that you liked the storyboard. I am happy that I could help you and I wish you good writing in advance.

-And yes, BaldursGate3 is a seriously great game, I proudly spent 200 hours on it. And LMAO!

I think this is you, but the one in your hand is not the hamster, but the bat-shaped Astorion.

No, but that scene was very funny too!

As far as I remember, I think the name Harlep ı dont remember. When we kill him in House of Hope we get that armor. And after wearing that and talk to Gale he will make a comment about our New ✨ armor✨

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And now I read all the chapters you posted and they were all great.It was very sweet how Charlie got angry when the hotel guests came up with the topic of helping the hotel financially and O Love how Vaggie talk to her and relaxing her you write them so sweet ❤️❤️. in general I really love how you wrote the team's interactions.

And my god, seriously, Lolicia's duet with Alastor was great, the song and the dialogues of the characters. Your descriptions were perfect.I wish your songs were performed, I would really like to listen to them!

And I really love that the sentences or slang in Alastor's way of speaking belong to the 1920s.Very good for the character And very interesting to see the dynamics of Lolicia and Alastor.And I wonder how the offer of Alliance

will turn out Lolicia's death/dream scene was beautiful, I loved the descriptions and I'm so glad we got some ideas about Lolicia's human appearance! And I can't wait to see how the sentences you use in the descriptions will be detailed in the future.But I need to be patient to read Lolicia's past... 😔

And the popcorn ep where you explained the meaning of the song you wrote was also great. I think you are a really smart writer, all the details you put were great.It's incredible how carefully you calculate and think all these detail you are really good writer 🛐🛐

It was a lot of fun to read that the call that Charlie did to join in the competition. The competition worker's reaction when he found out that Charlie was a princess was also really funny. And I loved the dialogues there, Charlie trying to convince the team members!

Finally, I loved the way you introduced Constantine. The magic scene in the workshop was really beautiful 🤌🤌like perfect in every way it was so Cool too!🛐

and the sources you were inspired by while writing the scene were great. I didn't expect to see Elden ring from there That game has some seriously great art and magic design.And seriously, Constantine's reaction to the photo Charlie took in the previous episode. It was a nice detail!

Thanks again for loving him!

I am looking forward to the chapters you will write in the future!❤️❤️

[specialagentlokitty]

Giles x reader - I’ve been here the whole time

Grumbling to yourself, you looked down at the baby in your arms as you walked through the long empty achoo halls and towards the library.

Opening the door, you glared at everybody sat inside.

“This better be good Buffy or I swear to every deity out there teacher or no teacher I will rain hell on you.”

She grinned raising her hands a little bit.

“Oh is that the baby?!” Willow whisper yelled.

You smiled at her and walked over, sitting with them all so the group of supernatural hunting teenagers could look at the little baby.

“Oh what’s his name?! Please tell me it’s Something cool!” Xander rushed out.

You laughed slightly.

“His name is Charlie, little baby Charlie.” You said softly.

“Aw, it’s a perfect name.” Buffy grinned.

You smiled and gestured with your head to the books she was going through.

“Right, yea. Research, Giles has apparently forgotten how phones work and we really need help.”

“Right, tell me what you have so far.”

Buffy and Xander began to explain everything they knew while Willow just stared at Charlie in admiration lost in her own little world.

“What your describing I want to say werewolf maybe, but I’m not as skilled as your watcher Buffy, but if you show me your books I’ll see what I can do. Keep trying to wake him up.”

“Alright thanks.”

“Xander and Willow, find any books that seem relevant well go through them all.”

Xander got up and you looked at the teenager holding hands with the baby in your arm who was staring up at you with soft brown eyes.

“Willow?”

“Huh? Yes?”

You laughed softly.

“Research?”

“I’m sorry (Y/N), he’s just so tiny and adorable.”

She got up and went to help her friend while you sat on the table, gently bouncing Charlie in your arm while you flicked through the pages of a book.

Not finding anything you got up, making your way to the shelves up the stairs so you could find another book.

You heard the doors open and slam closed, and you took your book back down to the table.

“I am terribly sorry, I seemed to have missed the first few calls you made, what ever is the problem?”

Giles looked around and he saw you standing with your back to him, shoving a few books on the floor.

“Really? I thought we were over this whole episode when you threw my books on the floor (Y/N) we’re both adults you know.”

“Yup, I do, which is why you’re going to help me with something, come over here will you.”

Giles wondered over and you turned to face him, grinning a little bit at him as you held out your arms.

“Hold this.”

“That.. that is a tiny… tiny baby…” he stuttered.

“Yea Rupert I know, the tiny, tiny baby came out of me, hold him for a moment.”

“Oh.. I.. I don’t know..”

You laughed a little as he awkwardly held his arm out as he said that.

You carefully placed Charlie in Giles’ arms, and helped him adjust his arms before taking a step back.

“He’s not some world destroyer Rupert, he’s a baby, he’s two months old and his name is Charlie.”

“I.. I see. Charlie… that is a wonderful name.”

You smiled at him and picked up a few of the unnecessary books aside to try dwindle down the pile.

“I don’t really know what we’re looking for, but based of Buffy’s description I want to say a werewolf of something similar.”

“Well it.. it is possible we could be dealing with maybe a pack of werewolves.”

Giles walked over to the books and he looked at them while Buffy retold her account of what had happened to Giles.

While she was doing that you sat on the table picking up one of the books and Giles sat next to you as you flicked through it.

“Look, you kids go home, we’ll do some more research and let you know what we find in the morning.” You said.

“I have to agree with (Y/N), you three have a lot to do with your exams and such coming up. For now, rest, you all need it, come back in the morning.” Giles said.

Everybody nodded and they walked over to say bye to you and to Charlie before leaving and you punched the bridge of your nose.

“So.. so Charlie.. is there a reason he’s here…?”

“Oh crap im sorry, I should’ve asked. I’ll take him home and carry on researching there.”

Giles quickly shook his head.

“No! No! It’s no issue at all, in fact I.. I.. find it rather.. comforting to know you two here where you can be somewhat safe, or whatever safe May be in this town. I just thought maybe his father watched him…”

“What?”

You stood up, standing in front of Giles a little confused.

“Well… it’s just.. every other time you’ve come you’ve been alone… I.. I.. just thought..”

“Oh, no. He’s been staying with my friend, she’ll look after him if I’m needed, but I didn’t want to call her up so late.”

Giles nodded his head, and he looked at Charlie who was fast asleep in his arms, smiling softly.

“He is rather adorable, I never knew a baby could be so quiet.”

You laughed.

“Trust me he isn’t, he knows how to scream if he really wants to. Here.”

You held your arms out and Giles looked at you with confused eyes and held Charlie a little closer to him.

“I.. I don’t mind holding him…” he mumbled.

You laughed softly, grinning a little bit at him.

“Is the great, stone cold Rupert Giles actually caring about something?” You taunted.

Giles looked at you with a disapproving look.

“He’s sleeping, I would hate for him to wake up and get upset. It’s alright, we can work like this.”

You crossed your arms and rose a brow in question.

“Rupert?”

“Yes?”

“If you want to hold the baby all you have to do is ask.”

“May I carry on holding the baby?”

“Yes you may.”

He gave a bright smile and you smiled back, sitting next to him with a book in your lap as you began to carry on researching.

Giles was pretty content walking around with Charlie, grabbing books or putting them away on the shelves.

When Charlie began to stir and softly cry Giles walked over little a little upset and confused.

“I.. I seem to have upset him. I..I.. don’t know what I’ve done I’m so sorry…”

“It’s alright, he’s a baby, he probably needs fed or changed. Look, I’ll head back home, sort the little guy out and come back in an hour after I’ve dropped him off with my friend.”

“Oh.. you don’t want to bring him again? Did I do something wrong..?”

“No, no of course not. I’ll bring him back after I get some things for him, okay?”

Giles nodded with a little grin.

So, it became routine for you and Charlie to attend the meetings, after all the death and destruction having a baby there made them all feel better, and if you weren’t there then they were at your apartment to see him.

A few months had passed, and once again you walked into the library with Charlie.

Immediately Giles was there and he held out his arms with a grin.

You handed Charlie to him and he happily babbled away away to the librarian.

“I’m started to think you only want to see my for my son Rupert, I thought we were friends.” You joked.

“You have have him back if you really want.”

You raised your hands and backed away.

“I’m tagging out, your turn now. I’ve been holding him all day.”

Giles chuckled a little and walked over to the table where to where the others were sat.

“I thought you had a date?” Willow asked.

“A.. a date?” Giles asked.

“Yeah, but nobody wants to date a single mother, plus my favourite group of reckless and destructive teenagers are my priority after clingy over there.”

“Who Giles?” Xander snickered.

“Ha ha very funny Mister, no, Charlie. So, what you got for me?”

“What do you know about this?” Buffy asked.

You sat down as she showed you the book, and you read over the pages, narrowing your eyes a little bit.

“Uh.. not much, demon, not particularly powerful, more of a trickster than a killer. But, if left unchecked can cause tricks that may result in serious harm or worse.”

“How do we stop it?” Willow asked.

“Well, trickster spirits usually just best them at their own game, they don’t like to lose but most will leave, some my offer a bargain. If we can find the right one we can find out what its weakness is.” Giles said.

“Find the trickster, should be easy enough we’re on it.” Xander said.

They all left and you turned to Giles who was walked around the library talking to Charlie and you smiled a little bit.

“Making friends?” You asked.

Giles turned around and walked back over to you, looking between you and Charlie.

“I must say he’s fast becoming my favourite, he doesn’t talk back or give sarcastic replies when I speak to him.”

You hummed, nodding your head as you tried to hide your smirk.

“Is that right? I hate to break it to you but the only he’s interested in is good, naps, and bouncing.”

“Bouncing? What on earth is bouncing?”

You laughed, holding your hands out for your son and Giles complied.

Setting Charlie on the floor, you let him hold tightly on to your fingers and he immediately began to bounce up and down.

“He loves it, he’ll do this until his knees go.”

Giles chuckled a little, crouching down to look at Charlie.

“Well he seems to be having the time of his life.”

Charlie stomped his feet and you smiled, letting in stomp in small steps towards Giles.

Giles stood, holding out his hands so Charlie could take them.

“I am terribly sorry to hear about your date, if you ask me I think it’s rather rude to judge somebody on anything but personality, the fact you have a little boy should have nothing to do with it.”

“I wish it worked like that, but I’ve got to be real here, not many guys want to walk into the relationship where the woman already has a kid.”

Giles sighed a little.

“Well, in that case he was a fool and he doesn’t deserve somebody as wonderful as you.”

You looked at him.

“Is that so?”

Giles quickly snapped his head up to you before he looked away.

“W..well… I.. I just.. I mean… yes…”

“Care to explain?”

“I.. I would rather not… but I suppose… I would at the same time…”

Charlie tugged at Giles, and he picked him up, then he handed the boy to you and you gently bounced him up and down.

“Rupert?”

Now you were just confused because you were joking, but he didn’t seem to be.

“What I’m trying to say is I.. I.. would never judge anybody for such a.. a thing. In fact I.. I would be rather… should we say… interested in being involved.. with.. with you I mean..”

“Rupert?”

He took his glasses off, running a hand down his face.

“I.. oh dear I’m so sorry.. I.. I shouldn’t have said anything…”

He went on rambling and you sat Charlie on your hip, walking over to Giles.

You placed a hand on his chest, and he stopped at the motion.

“Rupert?”

“Y..yes..?” He whispered.

You smiled, moving your hand from his chest to his head, then to the back of it and you pulled him down to connect yours.

Giles stood frozen and you pulled away.

“You should’ve told me earlier.”

“W..well.. I.. I .. would have but you were so busy with everything.. then you had Charlie.. I.. I didn’t want.. I never thought..”

“You never thought I’d be interested in a not so simple none librarian?”

Giles swallowed nervously and nodded his head, taking his glasses off and he set them aside.

“I.. I suppose so..”

“Rupert Giles.”

He turned his head to you and again you pulled him down, and this time he leant down, one hand on yours which was holding Charlie.

His other hand came to gently cradle your face and he took a step forward to be closer to you until you pulled away.

“Is… is there still time for that uh.. that date?”

You reached out to take his glasses and you placed them back on his face, softly smiling at him.

“I think I’d rather stay here, just us three if that’s okay?”

“I.. I think that would be more than alright. I would be delighted for you both to stay here with you.”

Giles leant down he seemed to hesitate, not sure if it was okay.

“Do it…”

“Y..you’re sure..?”

“Yes…”

Giles kissed you, careful and gentle, no sign of anything else but pure care and admiration behind it and he pulled away.

“Well.. I.. Uhm.. yes.. I.. I think.. is that okay..?”

You laughed softly.

“It’s more than okay, it’s perfect.”

He smiled at you, leaning forward, kissing your forehead, and stepped forward to awkwardly hug you.

It wasn’t awkward for long, soon you melted into his embrace and Giles held you tightly but gently all at the same time. A protective embrace, telling you that he was there for you and you didn’t need anybody else but him

[blessyourhondahurley]

Suptober day 31 - This Bliss

A fluffy domestic day in the life of a happy, settled, married, post-hunter Dean Winchester and family.

Suptober prompt: Trick or Treat

(Read on AO3)

As the coffeemaker blurts out its last few brewing burbles, Dean snags the pot and pours himself a tall, fragrant cup. They've been experimenting with flavored blends recently, a project that Cas has gotten really into after Charlie sent him a gift basket of assorted coffees and teas for his “birthday” last month. Thanks to four decades of sludgy diner joe, Dean maintains pathologically low expectations for his morning cuppa, but he's finally comfortable enough in his masculinity to admit that the salted caramel spice variety they're drinking this week is fucking stellar, especially with a dash of cream. He adds that dash now, then shrugs and stirs in a little sugar as well. Why not treat himself?

There's a scuffle behind him, and he turns just in time to see Sam and Eileen stalking through the kitchen, arguing silently. He hasn't yet mastered the finer points of sign language, but somehow he catches “screwdriver”, “watermelon”, and “recycling bin” and decides not to inquire further. They disappear together through the door to the garage, still gesticulating furiously at each other.

Dean smiles at their backs and takes a seat at the kitchen table, He has another sip of his coffee and unlocks his phone. The villagers in his Animal Crossing town need his help with a fishing tournament today. He casts his line and waits.

“–en we'll ask Dean!!” is the only warning he gets before his kids burst into the room. Jack's in the lead, looking distressed. Claire is half a step behind, sporting the world-weary smirk she likes to wear like armor.

As soon as they're in front of him, they both start talking at once, and it's impossible to understand anything they're saying. Dean puts out his hands above the table, palms facing down, and lowers them slowly, a sign for calm down. Their voices trail off in perfect sync.

“Okay, let's try that again, only maybe this time actual communication can occur?” Dean points at his son. “Jacky, you go first.” Claire jolts, her mouth falling open like she wants to protest, but Dean turns his pointing finger upwards to indicate wait. “You'll get your turn, hon. I promise.”

“Claire says I'm too old to trick or treat tonight!” Jack says plaintively. “I'm only five!”

“Yeah but you look twenty-f–” his sister butts in.

Dean cuts her off with a barked “hey!” Mollified, she makes a zip-it gesture across her mouth, crosses her arms, and waits.

Jack continues. “Am I gonna get in trouble if I go out tonight? I don't want anyone to be mad at me! You and Dad said I could, though! My costume's all ready!!” He's giving the most puppiest of puppy-dog eyes, and as he finishes speaking his piece, a single perfect tear wells up and runs down his cheek.

Dean reaches for his son's hand and gives it a reassuring squeeze. “Claire-bear?” he prompts.

“I just don't wanna see the kid get his hopes up for nothing,” she says grimly. “He doesn't exactly look like your average first grader. People don't take too kindly to grown-ass men tryin' to scam them out of their Kit-Kats.”

“I get it,” Dean acknowledges, giving her a nod.

At this apparent confirmation of Claire's point, Jack looks like his heart is crumbling to bits in his chest.

“Hang on now, buddy,” Dean continues before the kid can work himself up to a full-blown meltdown. “Your sister's just looking out for you. But she hasn't spent as much time in Lebanon as we have, so she doesn't know that everybody's gonna be expecting you at their houses tonight. I saw Marta at the post office the other day and she said to tell you she's got a jumbo-size 3 Musketeers with your name on it.”

Jack is smiling so wide now it looks like his face is gonna split in half. Dean turns to Claire. “In fact,” he says, eyebrows raised, “I'm absolutely certain no one would mind in the least if Jack brought his big sister out with him this year. Whaddaya say, kiddo? You wanna scam some Kit-Kats with us tonight?”

His daughter likes to think she's a hard-ass, a firmly closed book, but Dean watches the emotions play across her face as she tries and fails to suppress her excitement at the prospect. She's still adjusting to peacetime, to post-hunter life. They all are. He and Cas like to grab every opportunity they can find to let their kids be kids for a change.

Claire is still struggling to find the words that will simultaneously convey both I don't give a shit about anything because I'm a stone cold bitch and yes please please please take me trick or treating tonight but Jack doesn't bother waiting. He grabs his sister's hand and starts tugging her down the hall, free-associating ideas for her costume as they go.

As their voices fade from his hearing, he gets up to freshen his cooling coffee. While he's at the pot, he reaches into the cupboard overhead and pulls out Cas's favorite mug, the sky-blue one with the cartoon bees all over it. He's just tipping a dollop of cream into each cup when his husband shuffles in, looking rumpled and delectable in his bathrobe and ratty slippers.

Dean presses the warm mug into his seeking hand and wraps an arm around his waist.

“Morning, sunshine,” he says with a soft smile. He nuzzles Cas's extravagant bedhead and breathes in the warm smell of the skin behind his husband's ear.

“Good morning, beloved,” comes the rumbled reply. “What were the kids talking about? They seemed agitated about something.”

“Claire's gonna come out with us tonight. Jacky's helping her figure out her costume.”

Cas takes a deep drink of his coffee and hums happily. “That's nice.”

“Mm-hmm. She's super excited about it, but she'd never admit that. Gotta keep up the tough cookie facade.”

“She reminds me of you at that age,” Cas says with a grin.

Dean snorts a laugh. “Yeah, I was a tightly-wrapped little basket case back then. Closet case, too, I guess. Took me a lotta years to become who I really am.”

Cas finishes off his coffee and sets his mug on the counter, freeing his hands to pull his husband close. “Indeed,” he rumbles as he starts to trail a line of kisses up Dean's neck. “You've matured into an exemplary father, a wonderful husband, and a magnificent man. And on that note...” Cas's morning stubble rubbing against the thin skin of his throat gives him the shivery tingles, like it always does.

“On that note?” Dean prompts, his voice breathy and tremulous.

“The children will be occupied with their costumes for the next hour or two,” Cas observes. His hands move down to gently cup his husband's ass. “I think you should take me back to bed.”

Dean flashes back for a moment on all of those basket-case years when he was too scared, too exhausted, too repressed, too busy expecting to die at any minute to bother dreaming about a happily ever after for his story. He never could have imagined anything this good, anyway. Safe in his home, warm with the knowledge that his family is nearby, he walks hand in hand with the love of his life back to their room.

[j2spntranscripts]

★ 2007 Chicon (Gold/Breakfast)

Official name: Creation Entertainment's SALUTE TO SUPERNATURAL, SMALLVILLE AND BUFFY/ANGEL (Breakfast and Charity Silent Auction) Location: Hyatt Regency Woodfield, Chicago, Illinois Time: Sunday November 11, 2007, 7:00 am (GMT-6) Panelists: Jared Padalecki, Jensen Ackles Last episode: 3x06 "Red Sky at Morning" Nov 8, 2007 Next episode: 3x07 "Fresh Blood" - Nov 15, 2007

Question Index: 1+Eyelash story 2+Towel/Sweat Shenanigans 3+ Sandy; 3x05 crossroads demon scene 4+ Writer's Strike; Creative Control 5+ Jared on Sterling K. Brown; 3x07 fight scene 6+ “Supernatural~ Charlie the Unicorn” 7+ Painted Muscles; Hug 1- Evil Sammy Laugh; 2x14 Tied-up Meg!Sam scene; Gore-Tex 8+ 3x08; Jensen on Ben Edlund 9+ Sam and Dean’s Hair 2- What did you do this weekend?

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Jared and Jensen walk through the door and then up on to the platform making the stage. The audience is cheering, screaming, and continuously flashing photos. Jensen is holding a coffee cup. Jared steps up to and grabs the mic.

Jared: Does this thing work? (to the audience) What are you guys doing awake right now?

The audience laughs and gives garbled reply and then cheers. Jared reaches over to Jensen’s mic and pushes it down on the stand. The audience laughs. Jensen nods.

Jared: I gotta fix this for him.

Jensen tightens the adjustment collar on the mic stand. Jared reaches over to Jensen’s mic again and pushes it down farther but it pops off of the mic mount. Jared then puts it back on and leaves the mic turned slightly down and away from Jensen. Jared looks at Jensen smiling, who smiles back. Jared then goes to adjust his mic stand smirking to himself. The audience cackles.

(0:21 DT, 0:23 R) -introduction

Jared: (to the audience) Good morning!

Audience: Good morning!

Jared: Thanks for coming out! (looks down at mic stand) Look at this. (adjusts his mic up and down)

Jensen: I’m still waking up you’ll have to excuse me.

Jared: (playing with the mic stand) Yeah. Or he’s trying desperately to. Y’all can clap for him too. I know that y’all- that was all cheering for me.

The audience screams and claps. Jensen holds his hands out and open with a smirk. Jared nods his head while still fiddling with his mic stand.

Jared: He gets sad if he doesn’t.. if he doesn’t get some too. So. (audience giggles) Wow.

Jensen: Well we-we appreciate you guys getting up so early to do this for us. (Jared: Of course) We, uh-

Audience member A: Are we-

Audience member B: We’re (?eating?) that day.

Audience member C: We didn’t go to bed.

Jared briefly lifts his hands up and smiles.

Jensen: (nods) Alright, so we’re all on the same page. (audience cheers) Uh, you know, we got to fly back up to Vancouver today and, uh, (Jared: Right) and start working tomorrow. So, uh, you know, that was not a whole lot of time. So, we had to (gestures) cram it all in today. So, anyway.. thanks for getting up and, uh, let’s have fun today, huh? (audience cheers and claps)

Jared: (leans down and claps) And did y’all see Sam and Fred? Did y’al-

Audience: Yeah! (cheers and claps)

Jared: (hold his hands out) They rock, huh? They’re really cool. Now you know why we guys have so much fun (adjust mic mount) when were on set because everybody.. is.. laid back.

Jared turns back to look at Jensen who’s staring back at him. Jared says something off mic (?“lug hack��?). The audience giggles. Jensen pumps his eyebrows at Jared smirking. Jared nods and then Jensen turns and walks behind Jared to place his coffee cup on the hotel’s podium.

Jared: (turns back to the audience and gestures towards Jensen) He’s really laid back. (gestures towards Jensen again) He’s actually going back to.. go to sleep. (audience laughs)

Jensen: I know, just give me a pillow (?and a stool and I’m like-? or ?to snuggle up with?) (Jared: Yeah) (mimics sleeping and then adjusts his mic stand).

Jared: Yeah. We actually had trouble sleeping also. We’re still on Vancouver time. And gone from night shooting in Vancouver world to-

Jensen: (about the mic stand) I’m not that short. (audience laughs)

Jared: I know.

Jensen unscrews the adjustment collar, separates the rods, and carries the top part of his mic stand one-handed. The audience laughs, cheers, and claps. Jared goes to say something but then laughs.

Jensen: I’m like Montgomery Gentry now.

Jared: Yeah. (?Too zoot? or ?Kazoo?) (pats his coat) I kind of feel like taking this off.

Jensen: (?That’s the way? or ?That's allowed?)

Audience member: Take it off!

Jared starts to take off his coat and the crowd screams. Jensen slumps his head back. Jared stops, holds his hands out and backs away from the mic and then goes back, waving his hand.

Jared: It’s not that exciting. (audience laughs)

Jensen: Saw that one coming.

Jared turns to his side and flashes his clothed shoulder to the crowd. The audience catcalls. Jared then fully takes off his coat and places it behind the podium.

Jensen: I want to know what I have to do to get that (points up to the one of the posters hanging) in my bedroom. (audience laughs and screams)

Jared: (to Jensen) That’s actually where they got it from, actually.

The audience laughs. Jensen snaps his fingers and then briefly looks away.

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Jared: I know, I gave them the one of you (points to Jensen’s poster) other there, so. That was usually on my roof.

Jensen: I don’t look very happy over there.

Audience member: Sam’s behind you! Look behind you!

Jared: Which one? (points to his right) Oh, yeah.

Audience member: So hot.

Jared: Sam… I like it.

Jensen steps away from the mic and goes behind Jared to take off his coat and toss it behind the podium. The audience cheers. Jared nods, shrugs, and then puts his hands on his hips.

Jared: (looks at Jensen) You always upstage me, man. (audience and Jensen laugh) Like, I thought I was the only one. (shrugs) Fine.

Jared begins unbuttoning the top half of his striped shirt and then pulls the opening to show more of the t-shirt underneath. The audience screams. Jensen briefly looks and then rolls his eyes elsewhere.

Jared: (laughs and shakes head) Just kidding. Yeah me too. (to the audience) I want to tell y’all guys a funny story that I haven't told- (abruptly raises hand) Hi! (widens eyes and points towards the audience) Oh is that money? Oh well..

Jared backs away from the mic and starts playing with his belt. The audience screams and claps. Jensen nods at Jared. Then Jared laughs and leans on the mic.

Jensen: (to audience) We take traveler's check and visa.

Jared: There’s a writer’s strike going. (audience laughs) We’re hoping so- I mean if you got a five- (gestures at audience member and squints) Jeeze- Dean’s welcoming party to hell. Hey (pats Jensen’s arm and points at the audience)

Jensen: (to Jared) Did you bring your, uh, credit card machine, so you can just slide (gesture) the- the Visa Mastercard.

Jared: (buttons his striped shirt back up) I- I did actually. I brought it with me.

Jensen: Yeah. (points to the audience) It says “Dean’s welcoming party” (nods and raises hands)

•(2:56 DT, 2:58 R, 0:47 L) Chicon07Gold;1+ Eyelash story

Jared: I want to tell y’all a funny story about Jensen to really embarrass him. True story. We, uh, we were at this restaurant-

Jensen: (holds up hands in a pinch gesture to the audience) Not yet.

Jared: (puts a hand on Jensen’s shoulder) Has anybody been to Vancouver? ‘Cause-

Audience: Yeah! (cheers)

Jared: It’s a great city, right? There’s a restaurant called VIJ’s that’s, um, that’s, uh, this great chef and this, uh, great Indian food. And we were sitting there and, um, you know, into-

◘Jared and Jensen at Breakfast in Chicago (1) by runedgirl◘

Jensen: (shakes head) I don’t know why you’re telling this story. (audience laughs)

Jared: (throws hands up) I have to. I have to. Like, Jensen he’s a, you know, he- he plays sports. He works out. (audience woo) He’s.. got a girlfriend. He’s.. kind of a manly (gestures) kind of guy. You know, (gestures to Jensen) he doesn’t look it, (audience laughs and Jensen crosses his arms) but- he’s sort of into like football and stuff.

◘Supernatural Chicago Convention: The Eyelash Story by Jessica◘

Jared: And we’re sitting there and waiting to get seated. And we’re sort of like, uh, we’re having a drink and, um, having some appetizers and stuff. And, then Jensen kind of gets this funny look on his face. And he goes, “Wait, stay still”

◘Jensen and Jared at Creation Con 2007 in Chicago by JihaanK◘

Jared reaches over to Jensen and pretends to pick an eyelash off of his cheek. The audience laughs.

Jared: And then (laughs) about half way into the reaching for my face (slowly reaches out to Jensen) he’s realizes that he’s like reaching to grab my face. (audience laughs. Jensen smiles and briefly turns away) And you see his face change from like, (mimics Jensen to the audience) “Oh, I got to get that” to “What am I doing?” (audience laughs) But it’s too late. I think it would have been worse if he was like this- (reaches towards Jensen and then retreats) So-

Jensen: (shakes head and gestures) I was already in there. Already- (gestures) It’s a public restaurant. See we’re so used to- to- (gestures to Jared and him)

Jared: Yeah. And I’m going, “Jensen, why are you grabbing my face?”

Jensen: Like, looking out for each other on set-

Jared: “We’re not on set right now.”

Jensen: In a controlled environment.

Jared: (nods) Yeah.

Jensen: (shakes head and then gestures to his head) And I forget these things.

Jared: Yeah. Yeah.

Jensen: (shrugs) I’ll work on it.

Jared: Well, unfortunately for me he forgot it in front of, uh… you know, twenty people that were (?)-

Jensen: It was like, “Quick!” (mimics drinking beer) “Chug your beer. Chug your beer.” (audience laughs)

Jared: It was like, (signals to an imaginary waiter) “Uh, can we get more shots.. sir?” (laughs)

Jensen: (to audience) Well, how’s everybody doing?

Jared: Good morning, Jensen.

Jensen: (audience cheers) Yeah? Did you guys- did you guys, uh, see Steve last night play? (audience says yeah and cheers) (nods) It’s pretty good. We were hiding in the back. (audience gives a yeah)

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Jared: (?We even got to see him?) (claps his hands)

Audience member: We wanted you to sing.

Jensen: Yeah. Ye- Mmm.

Jared: I wanted him to sing too. (audience cheers) (thumbs to Jensen) He’s got a nice voice.

Jensen: He’s- (shakes head) you know he’s-he’s- he’s good. I didn’t want to come up and ruin his sets, so, uh, (audience aw’s) (Jared: Yeah.) He’s, uh, I- He and I’ve- ‘ve, uh, have, you know, plucked a guitar plenty of times together and then hung out and sang. So, it’s a (shrugs and shakes head) s’old hat.

Jared: I’ve sat through it. It’s exciting. Sandy and I were trying to rush him up there. And, trying to get you up there to go sing. (audience aw’s) (Jensen throws his hand up) He punched me under the table.

Jensen: I did. (audience laughs) (nods) I did.

Jared: I think he was trying to punch Sandy, but-

Jensen: I was trying to suckerpunch, but-

Jared: He ended up hitting me.

Jensen: She hit me back I think.

Jared: Wait what?

Jensen: (nods) Yeah. (laughs)

Jared: Woah, woah. (laughs) I just kidding. (audience giggles)

Jensen: (to audience) Umm, alright see you later. (feints leaving) (audience and Jared laugh)

Jared: He’s gone and he leaves me just like that. (Jensen returns to the mic) Anybody have anything fun? (claps) What? (audience cheers) I can’t believe there’s so many people here. I thought it was gonna be just people that (?don’t sleep?)-

Audience member: (?no?)

Jared: (?That’s right?)

Jensen: Now- now I wanna know, who- who came the furthest.. to be here?

Audience members: Australia!

Jensen: Australia?

Jared: (points) Pittsburgh?! (nods) Okay.

Jensen: (laughs) It’s outside of Chicago!

Jared: Anybody from Chicago? Anybody local? (audience yeah’s) So we probably shouldn’t (gestures) talk about Cowboys or, uh, anything (grimaces, cowers, and then uncurls) Yeah? Texas? Where in Texas?

Audience member: Dallas!

Jensen: Dallas!

Jared: (points) San Antonio? (gives a thumbs up and points) (Jensen gives audience finger guns) Go Spurs. Go Spurs. I’m sad about the Celtics doing their-

Audience members: Go Celtics! Go Celtics!

Jared: (turns) Yeah, I know. I know. I know.

Jensen: They’re looking good. (?Maybe they got the spirit?)

Jared: Well, um, another guy who’s on our network that you probably know really well, Tom Welling, who plays Superman on “Smallville,” (a few audience catcalls) he’s a big-

Jensen: Who? (audience laughs)

Jared: he’s a big Celtics fan. So, we have to hear it from him. So. Last thing I want to do- (points at audience) Are you too? Are you Celtics also?

Audience member: No, I came from Baghdad.

Jared: Oh, I- that’s right. (audience laughs) They have basketball. (laughs)

Jensen: That’s right. Yes. (points) Yeah, we might have a winner for the-for the (Jared: that’s right) distance there.

Jared: Yeah. I think that’s probably the farthest. (some no’s from the audience) I’m- I’m at a loss. I don’t- (audience laughs)

Jensen: I’m still asleep.

Jared: Yeah. It’s still (looks at watch) what? Five o’clock?

Jensen: (looks at watch) Well, it’s- It is, uh,- No, it’s- Yeah, it’d be 5- (Jared: for us?) Yeah, not even six o’clock for us because we’re pacific coast time. (audience aw’s)

•(6:51 DT, 2:16 SA) Chicon07Gold;2+ Towel/Sweat Shenanigans

Jared: (fans shirt) I’m nervous. I’m so excited y’all.

Jensen: You’re sweating.

Jared: I am. (audience catcalls) I’m a sweater.

Jensen: (to creation staff) Can we get a towel over here?

Jared: It’s coming off. It’s coming off. (mimics taking off his striped shirt) (audience laughs) I’mma- I’mma- I’mma sweater person. That's- that's what I do on set. (Jensen rubs his forehead) I eat. I sweat. (audience laughs)

Jared wipes his forehead and goes to grab Jensen’s arm. He then proceeds to wipe his face all over Jensen’s shoulder. The audience laughs. Jensen smiles while wiping his forehead one more time, and then moves to pick up a towel from a creation staff member. He then throws the towel at Jared and it hits his mic. The audience is laughing. Jared fumbles it and is passed the towel from a person off stage.

Jared: (off mic) Thank you.

Jensen: This is so not how I envisioned this going. (audience laughs)

Jared wipes his face off with the towel. And then stops to lean in on the mic.

Jared: (to Jensen) It’s actually exactly how I envisioned it going. (audience laughs)

Jensen: That doesn’t surprise me.

Jared: I thought we were very clear to each other that I was gonna- (wipes face with towel)

Jensen: Yes.

Audience member: You’re still taking care of him. (audience laughs and then aw’s)

Jared: (nods) Yeah. I know. (Jensen: That’s right.) Wait, I’ve been saving him some, this season (audience laughs, claps, and cheers)

Jared throws the towel and makes like he’s walking away. Then he turns and pumps his fist.

Jared: (off mic) That’s right. That’s right. (picks the towel back up) (on mic) (?I saved your-what??)

•(7:44 DT, 3:08 SA) Chicon07Gold;3+ Sandy, 3x05 crossroads demon scene

Audience member: He killed Sandy!

Jensen: (to audience) What’s that?

Audience member: He killed Sandy for yah.

Jensen: Yeah.

Jared: (points) That’s right. That’s right. (nods to Jensen) (audience member: No wonder she-) That was.. not as tough as it should have been, but uh.. (audience and Jensen laughs) Oh. (crosses his arms and grimaces) She probably heard that. (audience laughs) Just kidding.

Jensen: If she didn’t, I’ll tell her.

Jared: I know you will. Thank you. (Jensen laughs) I appreciate it. I-

Jensen: That was- that was a- that was a really good scene too. But, I wasn’t there. I had the day off (nods towards Jared) and, uh, when Sandy came. So, I didn’t get to-to harass them on set while they were working together. (Jared: Yeah) But, uh-

◘Jared and Jensen at Breakfast in Chicago (3) by LauraTX1◘

Jared: Too bad for us. (hook gestures) (?just fuck ourselves?)

Jensen: She did a really good job.

Jared: I know. (claps)

Jensen: I was really proud of her. (audience claps and cheers) And then, you- you blew her head off. (audience laughs. Jared grimaces)

Jared: Hey, man-

Jensen: (opens his arms to the audience) Gotta love Supernatural.

•(8:36 DT, 3:55 SA, 0:20 L) Chicon07Gold;4+ Writer’s Strike; Creative Control

Jared: I only do what the writers telling me to. Well, not anymore now that the writers are on strike. We sort of can change lines. Because they can’t go, “Uh, we got to call down and check with the writers,” because the writers can’t say “yes” or “no.”

So, Jensen and I are like, “We don’t really like this. I think we’re just going to change.. that.” (audience laughs) “Like, what-“ (grimaces and in a stained voice) “Fine. Fine.” (audience laughs)

Jensen: (smiles and nods) And then I actually was talking to, uh, Kripke the other day on phone on his way to- to- to the picket lines. And I called him and I was like, (mimics talking on phone) “Hey, uh, Eric. Listen, I got a question about this, uh, this one line. I’m not sure if this is going to translate. I mean, trans- You know, it reads fine on the paper, but, uh, I don’t know that there really going to understand what I’m talking about. What if I changed it to this, or this, or this?”

And he’s like, “I can’t talk to you about this stuff, man.” (audience laughs) He’s like, “If you want to talk about direction about the character, but you probably got that figured out by now.” (audience and Jared laughs) And they really couldn’t. Y’mean, seriously (Jared: Yeah) his hands were tied.

And, I was like, “So, I could..” (Jared: Yeah) “pretty much do anything” (Jared: Yeah) “I want.” and you can’t do anything.” (audience laughs then cheers) (Jared: Yeah) “Game on, Pal.” (audience laughs and claps)

Jared: (thumbs to Jensen) I’m actually not going to call him Dean anymore. I’m going to call him- Anybody have any suggestions? (turns to his left) Jill!? (audience laughs) (nods) Jill. (points) She said it, man. I didn’t- I didn’t (holds up his hands and backs away from the mic)

Jensen: (gestures to himself and Jared) (Jared mimics pushing Jensen in front of his mic) Jill and Susan.. (audience laughs) from, uh.

Audience member: A boy named Sue.

Jared: (nods) Sue? (points) A boy named Sue. (J2 hold up their arms and look at each other) Yeah, I’ll take that. (nods) I’ll take that.

Jensen: Makes sense. (shakes head)

Jared: I love Johnny Cash. You get Jill. I’ll take Sue.

Jensen: Alright. Fine. (audience laughs)

Audience member: Sue!

Jared: (claps and then points to his right) We got Sue. We got an actual Sue over there. (nods and fist pumps)

Jensen: There we go.

Jared: (to audience member) I’m going to borrow your name for a little bit, if you don’t mind. You can do nothing about it. (to audience) We’re all hoping for a quick end of this (claps) writer’s strike, so that we can- (Jensen nods)

Audience: Yeah. (claps and cheers)

•(10:07 DT, 5:25 SA) Chicon07Gold;5+ Sterling K. Brown; 3x07 Fight scene

Jared: (?Go back out.?) I mean as of right now we still have- We’re doing episode eleven right now and we have episode twelve written. But, uh, we’re supposed to get thirteen done before the break. (turns and gestures to Jensen) Filming at least. I guess, episode 7 airs on Thursday?

Jensen and audience: Yeah.

Jared: With Sterling, who, uh, (audience cheers and claps) Who you all know and love. Yeah (claps) (?He’s great. He’s-?) We’ll have to- What is it?

Audience member: I said, “Did you kick his ass?” (audience giggles)

Jared: (tilts head with a smirk) You’ll have to see. (audience laughs) Let’s say- let’s say (flips hair) look at- look at this face and- (audience laughs) (points at his cheek) And this is a zit, it’s not a punch from, uh.. Sterling. I tried to get rid of it the other day.

Jensen: (?It was- Sterling told me it’s a?) real big fight sce- (nods to Jared) It’s one of the biggest fight scenes you’ve had.

Jared: It was. (nods) It was a- it was a big fight scene. And he’s a very strong- (nods) strong person. Like, I think he played high school football and stuff. And I’m used to- I mean, I’m not a small guy. So, usually people are making fun of me going, (sways back and forth) “Hey don’t throw me around.” And I’m sitting there and he’s like picking me up and pushing me. (backs up) “This isn’t fun.”

And then, uh, we were both all dirty, so he’s in the make up trailer and he like (mimes Sterling) takes his shirt off and starts washing up. (Jensen smiles) (makes sound effects) He’s got muscles everywhere. (audience laughs) I’m like, (makes a face) “Come on, Sterling.” (flexes his arm while sticking his butt out) But, uh, yeah he made me look good.

Jensen: So, then I walk in, Sterling's shirtless, (thumbs to Jared) (Jared: [nods] Yeah. Yeah.) (Jared walks away from the mic scratching his head) Jared's flexing in front of the mirror. (audience laughs) (shrugs and shakes head) (?I just stood around and watched?)

Jared: And we weren’t even filming. That was just Saturday. That was actually the day after. So. (nods) We didn’t know he was gonna-

Jensen: (?That’s our day off.?)

Jared: Yeah. We didn’t know he was gonna-

Jensen: So I grabbed the video camera. (audience ah’s and squeals)

Jared: (points and then points back) Roll footage!

Audience: Yeah.

Jensen: (laughs and nods) And roll footage.

Audience member: You’re putting it on YouTube, right?

Jensen: Yes.

•(11:47 DT, 7:06 SA) Chicon07Gold;6+ – “Supernatural~ Charlie the Unicorn”

Jared: Probably. (claps) Probably. I was actually- we were on set the other day, and I wanna- I was curious to see the season 1 gag reel. I hadn’t seen it in a while. And, um, and I came across- Did y’all ever see a video called Charlie the Unicorn? (audience screams. Jensen smiles.) (backs away a little and claps) There’s one called Supernatural, Charlie the Unicorn. (audience screams) (points at fan screaming) That I went to and I was cracking up, (thumbs to Jensen) and he and I had watched it a few times and been showing it to people. (Jensen nods)

Jared: And so, I ran in, I was like, “Dude, you’re not going to believe this.” (Jensen: ?It's hilarious?) And so I pushed the button on his computer. (Jensen looks up and laughs) And it sort of starts to download. And so, the song starts, but he gets distracted. I think, uh, Gabe, who’s one of our assistant directors, comes in and take him to set. So, I’m trying to pause it, and I’m trying to make it bigger. I don’t want him to see where it says “Supernatural~ Charlie the Unicorn,” because I didn’t want to ruin it. (throws a hand at Jensen) And finally I showed it to him. And, we’re having a real kick out of it. So.. There’s a par-

◘Jared and Jensen hug by InsipidRamblings◘

Jensen: This is just getting worse and worse. (audience laughs)

Jared: (nods to Jensen) Yeah. (to the audience) He was having a- (scratches head)

Jensen: I was Charlie the Unicorn. And we were flexing in the mirror. (Jared: Yeah) On a lovely Saturday afternoon. (audience squeals and laughs)

•(12:39 DT, 7:57 SA, 0:15 IR) Chicon07Gold;7+ Painted Muscles; Hug

Jared: Shirtless. (grimaces) (Jensen knocks his head on his mic. The audience cheers) (to Jensen) I need to have someone who will paint me up and then I’ll look good. (audience laughs)

Audience member A: I’ll do it!

Jared: (to A) Yeah? (points) (?what's there?) (mimics drawing) like sharpie markers (Audience member A: Yes.) or something? (mimics drawing more and then laughs)

Audience member B: Yeah!

Audience member A: I got one in my purse!

Jared: (to A) Do you really? (Audience member A: Yeah.) Is it silv- Is it blue or pink? (gestures to stomach)

Audience member A: It’s- No. It’s black.

Audience member C: We have silver!

Audience member D: We could get one for you!

Audience member C: I have pink!

Jared: (to A) Aw, that’s no fun. It’d be blue or pink.

Audience member A: I could get one for you!

Audience member E: I've got one in maroon if you want to come get- (giggles).

Jared: (to A) (nods) I gotta do pink.

Audience member D: Real men wear pink.

Audience member C: I got pink!

Jared: But- yeah, you know what? I wanna try and wear pink. I don’t know if I can.. pull that off.

Jensen: Sure you can. (audience squeals and laughs)

Audience member: Real men wear pink!

Jensen: Absolutely.

Jared looks down and smiles and then goes to hug Jensen. The audience aw’s. Jared looks at Jensen and then pulls away laughing. Jensen laughs.

◘Jared and Jensen at Breakfast in Chicago (4) by LauraTX1◘

Jensen: That’s not going to be on any websites tomorrow.

Jared: (thumbs to Jensen) Stone face. (hears Jensen and walks away laughing from the mic)

Audience member: Just don’t let him stand behind.

Jensen: Yes.

Jared: (returns) Yeah, that’s right. That’s right.

Jensen: None of that.

Audience members: Do it again! We missed it! Do it again!

Jensen: (shakes head) Ho-ho-oh

Jared slowly goes to hug Jensen again. And then pats Jensen’s chest.

Jared: (off mic) Dang!

Jensen: (shakes head) Don’t do that to him. He get’s all excited and sweaty.

Jared: (returns to mic) Don’t prompt me! Yeah.

Jensen: It’s not pretty.

Jared: (gestures to Jensen) I’m nervous being this close to him. (audience laughs)

• (13:39 DT, 9:04 SA, 0:31 L) Chicon07;Q1 - Evil Sammy Laugh; 2x14 Tied-up Meg!Sam scene; Gore-Tex

Audience member: Can you do your evil Sammy laugh?

Jared: Who- Which one?

Audience member: Your Evil Sammy laugh.

Jared: Which one was it? (audience laughs) I don’t remember. You know what’s funny, is that-

Audience member A: The one where you’re sitting in the chair.

Audience member B: Yeah, the one sitting-

Jared: I’d have to see it. I’d have to see it.

Audience member C: The cackle! The cackle! You throw your head back and cackle.

Jared: (Breathes and puts his hands on his hips, smiling.) Look (backs away from the mic) I’ll-I’ll- I’ll do it. I just can’t remember it.

Jensen: (squints) I have no idea what they’re talking about. (audience laughs)

Audience member: “Born Under A Bad Sign!”

Jensen: Oh! (holds his hands up) What?! (audience laughs)

Jared: It was just a bad head cackle? (audience: yeah) I gotta get tied up. (audience screams)

Jensen lifts up a hand and turns and walks away from the mic.

Jared: Anybody got any rope? You got to really be there and feel the character.

Jensen walks back up to the mic with a hand out and then shakes his head. Jared glances at him with a smile.

Audience members: Roleplay!

Jared: (to Jensen) get a rope.

Jensen: (?Ok, where's?) my rope. (starts patting his pockets and chest)

Jared: (?You didn’t-?) (starts patting his pockets and chest)

Jensen: I didn’t do it!

Audience member: I got my Cam cord! (Jensen points and then laughs.)

Jared: Yeah, that would work. Cam-Camera cords. That (?can?) hold me. (shrugs his shoulders)

Audience laughs. Jensen facepalms, rubs his face, and then looks at Jared.

Jensen: It’s like a snowball. (looks away) (audience laughs)

Jared: you know what’s funny is- (audience member says something) It is the m- yeah- That’s true, actually. We always have these- Whenever were doing the crazy water demon throwing we always get so wet doing over and over and over again that we have these Gore-Tex shirts on, which don’t let any water underneath, and like Gore-Tex pants, and shirts, and-

Jensen: Yeah, that’s a bunch of crap. (shakes head) (audience laughs)

Jared: We look like an absolute (?whore? or ?horror?) whenever you, uh, whenever you finally go to get changed, (rubs his body) like why do I have black latex, Gore-Tex stuff on. (audience laughs) And it doesn’t let any water in, which is great, but it also doesn’t let any water out. So if you’re naturally a sweater like somebody I know? (audience laughs. Jensen smiles) You’re sitting there going like, (flapping shirt and scrunching his face) “Are you sure this stuff works?” (audience and Jensen laughs)

Jensen: “I’m soaked.” (smiles at Jared)

Jared: “I’m kind of wet. Like, why? Why is it-” And you’re sitting there and you’re tied up. And you’re just trying to.. do the best you can do. (audience giggles) Um. (stares at Jensen) (audience laughs) It’s tough. (Jensen laughs) But the guy who directed that- the guy who directed that episode, uh, “Born Under a Bad Sign” he just did our Christmas episode. (audience cheers and claps) Which will be airing- Yeah. (claps) (Jensen nods) It’s going to be airing, um- airing-

•(15:44 DT, 11:02 SA) Chicon07;8+ 3x08; Jensen on Ben Edlund

Audience member: At Christmas? Yeah.

Jared: Yeah. At Christmas. (audience laughs) The last one before the break. Bring-

Jensen: (to Jared) Ben Edlund, right? Ben Edlund?

Jared: (to Jensen) Uh- uh (nods) yeah. I think Ben Edlund wrote it, but it was (throws hand) Miller Tobin who, uh-

Jensen: (to audience) (laughs) You guys, have you ever seen Ben Edlund?

Audience: Yes!

Jensen: (laughs) He’s so not what I expected.

Jared: He’s cool, huh. (audience and Jared laugh at Jensen’s response)

Jensen: I-I- I’ve met him at, uh- (shrugs) because he just really kind of joined us full time this season. I met him at, uh, Comic Con this year. (audience woo’s) (opens arms) And, uh- And I was just expecting, you know, a Kripke clone. (Jared: Right.) (audience giggles) This ub-buh-

Jared: Semi-neurotic.

Jensen: (starts doing a jig) This thirty year old, kind of, you know, fidgety, a little bit nerdy, (audience laughs) (Jared: -laughs- Yeah.) and just, you know, (smiles and then gestures to his head) a brainiac basically. (Jared: Right.) …Jim Morrison walks through the door. (Audience laughs. Jared nods.) And I go (leans head back with a confused expression and then shakes his head) I didn’t expect that. Black fingernails, (audience laughs) shades,-

Jared: “Hey man.”

Jensen: “What’s up, man?” (nods his head back and forth) (audience laughs) (points) “I dig your stuff.” (audience laughs. Jared nods) and I’m like, “I want whatever you have.” (audience and Jared laugh)

•(16:37 DT, 11:55 SA) Chicon07Gold;9+ Sam and Dean’s Hair

Jared: It’s called hair.

Jensen: (nods) Yes.

Jared: and you can’t-

Jensen: (shakes head) I don’t have much.

Jared: Actually, with the writers not writing short hair, you can grow your hair.

Jensen: This is true. And you can cut yours. Finally. (audience cheers mixed with no’s)

Jared: You know what? I’d like that. I’ve had- (points to head) I’ve had this hair since Gilmore Girls. (audience woo’s) I’ve-I’ve been- I have no idea what the shape of my head is. (Jensen and audience laugh) Right now it’s just curiosity. (Jensen: Giant) I don’t know somethin’s growing in there. (Jensen holds his hands out to measure something big) I mean, it’s b- (laughs) (audience and Jensen laugh) Well, I mean, I just- I’m curious, do I have a mole?

Jensen: Well, I r- Like, I remember when, uh- when we first started, you know, we’re in talking and Kripke was like, “Oh no, I- come on. I like- I want Jensen’s hair short and leave Jared’s hair long. And then I don’t want to change it. You know, I-I don’t want to pull a ‘Felicity!’” (audience laughs)

◘Jensen and Jared by InsipidRamblings◘

Jared: (nods) That’s right.

Jensen: I didn’t know what he was talking about. Now I know. (audience laughs)

Jared: Yeah. (nods) Yeah. But at least (?if I have a myspace page?) in his head.

Jensen: So, we’re a bit stuck to these for a while until, uh- you know, until we get the okay.

Jared: If-if y’all guys bring us back, then we’re stuck in these for a while. (audience cheers and claps. Jensen nods.) I guess I won’t have to shave my head for another.. year or so? (some audience no’s) Couple of years? (audience starts yelling out responses) Alright. Alright.

Jensen: I’m just waiting for the script that says, “Dean enters the room. Sam’s asleep in the motel.” (audience catcalls. Jared laughs.) “Dean pulls out his clippers.” (Jared nods) (mimics and makes sound effects shaving Sam’s head)

Jared: That’ll have to be the next prank episode. (some audience woo’s)

Audience members: Nair! Nair!

Jensen: Nair? That’s just wrong. (audience laughs)

Jared: (starts to laugh but stops) Aw! That’s me! Who said that? (audience and Jensen laugh) (picks up his mic stand, but puts it back down.)

Jensen: (to audience) Now you did it.

Jared: Nair? What is that stuff? (rubs his nose, looks around, and then shrugs) (audience laughs. Jensen laughs) I don’t even know what (laughs) that is.

Jensen: It’s in your toiletry bag, Jared. (Audience laughs and then Jared laughs out loud and claps) (smiles and then rubs his face) Oh man, alright what else? What else we got? Anybody have any- any little anecdotes?

◘Jared and Jensen, breakfast by augustfading◘

•(18:32 DT, 13:50 SA, 0:08 AF) Chicon07Gold;Q2- Weekend; plane ride; Michigan avenue

Audience member: What did you do this weekend?

Jensen: What did we do this weekend? Uhh-

Jared: W-We had a four day weekend. (pats his fist and then waves Jensen off) You- you just stay over there. I’ll talk.

The audience laughs. Jensen briefly holds up a hand and nods. Then turns and walks slightly kicking his mic stand.

Jared: So, uh, we flew together.

The audience aw’s. Jensen goes to the podium and grabs his coffee mug to take a drink.

Jared: Oh. (waves his hand) He has no feelings.

The audience laughs. Jared turns around and sees Jensen drinking his drink on the far side of the stage and then laughs. Some of the audience starts yelling at Jensen to come back. Jensen comes back up to his mic.

Jared: (gestures between their mic stands) Put a big guy in between us.

Jensen: (points in the audience) I’m going to hang out with them. (feints walking off stage) (audience cheers) (laughs, waves, and then returns to his mic)

Jared: We, uh… (watches Jensen) We, uh- We- We had a four day weekend, because as you know today is, uh, Remembrance Day, is what they call it in Canada. So we- (audience member: Canada! [woos]) so, we get off in a Monday, but Friday we had off. So, we’re flying together. It’s been a long night. And, I finally start getting to sleep. And, uh, we’re in row 1. That-That is- is not fun, because I either got my legs straight up (lifts his leg) on the wall (audience laughs) and the people behind me are staring at my socks and my gargantuan feet going like, “Like, why is that guy, like, showing his feet?" (swipes hand) Finally I getting to sleep-

Jensen: Yeah, like at one point both of our legs (gestures with two fingers) were like straight up (Jared: Yeah) (audience laughs) the wall. Makes us look like some.. aliens.

◘Jared and Jensen at Breakfast in Chicago (5) by LauraTX1◘

Jared: (gestures flip down) And it’s the- it’s the television that comes down off the thing. (gestures to placement) So, it’s like two feet, (audience and Jensen laughs) a television, two more feet. When we kind of turned around, they’re like, “I don’t want to stare at your feet when I’m watching-“ (to Jensen) What was it? Hairspray?

Jensen: (nods) Hairspray. (audience laughs)

Jared: I mean. (shrugs shoulders) What’s that?

Jensen: I mean, I don’t know. What-what- what movie?

Jared: I don’t know that movie. (audience laughs)

Jensen: (one shoulder shrug) Well, somebody must have googled it and looked it up.

Jared: So, I finally get to sleep and Jensen walks me up. And, I can’t go back to sleep. I maybe got thirty minutes of sleep.

Jensen: Yeah, it- Well-well, you, uh-

Jared: And I feel- and I feel someone tickling my toes. (audience laughs and aw’s) And I wake up and he’s (scratches his mic) (audience laughs) And then I really woke up. And, uh-

Jensen: Well, he really was asleep and I’m like, “I really had to go to the bathroom.” I was sitting window. And- and I s-looking at him, “There’s no way.” (audience laughs. Jared laughs and walks away from the mic, claps, and then comes back.) So I just start kneeing him. (mimics nudging with his knees) And he’s finally like, “What?!” And I’m like, “I gotta go.” (audience laughs)

Jared: “What?”

Jensen: “What?”

Jared: “We’re landing?”

Jensen: “No! Shutup!” (audience and Jared laugh)

Jared: And then we, like, we walked around so much. And, I went to, uh, Michigan Avenue. (Jensen gets a refill for his mug on the far side of the stage) Which was- which was fun. It was great. (some audience woo’s) I’ve been here a few times before and I’ve seen the Hancock Tower. And I’ve been up there when I was in high school and did some speech tournaments here. And so (a few audience aw’s) I got to go back and see it again. It’s nice architecture. (claps) We wanted to do the, uh, architecture tour, (Audience member: Yeah!) but it closed at four o’clock. (Jensen nods)

We go to- you know, you hear, you know, you go to Chicago you gotta do the deep-dish pizza. (audience yeah’s) And so we, uh, we get around. We-we get like- (to Jensen) Three o’clock? (Jensen nods) We’re like, “Yeah, let’s grab a piece of pizza. And go do some stuff.” And, we get there and we’re like, “We’ll take a deep-dish, you know. Split it between supreme and.. pepperoni.” And they’re like, “Alright, that’ll be like an hour.” (audience yeah’s) Like, it totally blew (?my mind to-?)

Jensen: Hey, I could have made it. (audience laughs)

Jared: Cook that stuff. I just want to throw in stuff in the oven.

Jensen: An hour?

Audience member: How good is it?

Jared: It was really- We went to Gino’s? (looks at Jensen) (audience woo’s) (Jensen nods) Yeah, it was good. It was really good. And then we all slept like Thanksgiving sleep.

Jensen: And we wrote- wrote our name on the wall.

Jared: Yeah. Wrote our names. (nods)

Jensen: Yeah.

Jared: Yeah. I wrote “I love Jensen.” (Jensen nods. The audience cheers.) (nods)

Jensen: I wrote “I love Jensen.” (nods) (audience laughs)

◘Jensen & Jared in Chicago: The College Try by BabyBlueSteel◘

Jared: I- (laughs) And right next to each other, so.. no one mix it up. But then we took a Thanksgiving style nap. You know when you eat too much turkey and you just go-

Jensen: (fake snores) Yes. And-

Jared: And because of the nap we were up till (nods) late (laughs) last night, so.

Jensen: Yeah, well hey, I couldn’t go back because after, you know, Steve’s show (Jared: Yeah) I went back and it’s like couldn’t go back to sleep. So, (Jared: right.) might be a little sluggish today, but (fist pumps) we’ll give it the old college try. (audience laughs and cheers) (smiles)

Jared: That’s right. Right. (Jensen: Yeah.) You went to college? (audience laughs)

Jensen: It’s just a phrase, Jared. (audience laughs. Jared grimaces)

Jared: Sorry. I feel bad now. (Jensen laughs) Maybe we will be in college this time next year if the writers aren’t- (audience laughs) (to the audience) Any suggestions?

Audience: No, boys don’t do-

Jared: I know. Knock on-

Jared looks around and then turns to Jensen and then softly knocks on his head. The audience laughs and some aw. Jared returns to his mic and then Jensen makes a knock noise with his mouth.

Jared: (to Jensen) that was more hollow than I expected. (audience laughs. Jensen nods with a smile) (laughs) It really is early in the morning. (laughs)

Jensen: (?It ain’t easy being me.?)

Jared: Awesome. (audience laughs)

•(22:22 DT, 17:39 SA) - Closing

Jensen: (throws up a hand) I’m out. I’m done.

Audience member: We love you.

Jared: We love y’all.

Jensen: I'm running low.

Jared: Thanks guys. Thanks for the support and everything. (?This is great?). (audience cheers and claps)

Jensen: (nods) Support. Yeah. (nods) I thank you.

Jared: It’s easy to lose track of.. who you’re making the show for, you know? And, you get so bogged down in sort of the day to day stuff that you forget that there are people that are out there enjoying what you do. And… so we really appreciate it.

Jensen: You guys keep us employed. So, you know, we-

Audience member: We love you!

Jensen: We- we- (briefly looks at Jared) (Jared nods yep) appreciate you so much. (audience screams out we love you’s and cheers)

Jared: We love y’all.

Jensen: (?Alright, we gonna cut this-? or ?All right, well they’re telling us-?)

Jared: (to Jensen) That was for me by the way.

Jensen: Yes, I know.

Jared: (thumbs to Jensen) But, you guys tell Jensen you love him too.

Audience: We love, Jensen! (Jensen turns to look at Jared with a smirk)

Jared: (to audience) Not that loud! God. (turns away from the audience)

Jensen pumps his fist. Jared back towards the audience laughing. The audience yells out they love Jared. Jared nods.

Jensen: Alright guys, they’re telling us to wrap it up. So, we will- (waves) I-I assume we will see you- the rest of you guys (Jared: Right?) later.

Audience: Yeah!

Jared: Good morning, guys. This is a good way to wake up. (Jensen: Yeah) To see all y’all's smiling faces. Thank you so much. (claps)

Jensen and Jared walk off stage to their left and exit the room. Except Jared comes back to grab the towel on stage

Jared: I’m taking this. (audience laughs)

Jared goes to off stage and then throws the towel to the audience before stepping off to then exit the room.

[azlan-snow]

Humble Beginnings(Radiobelle)

Chapter Nine: An Interesting Topic

(Alastor’s POV. He’s drunk, everybody!!!)

As I retired for the night, I wanted to ask Husker a question. Thankfully he was still at the bar.

“You look like shit,”he said.

“Just pour me a drink, Husker.”

“Well, what do you want?”

“I want to ask you a question, but I can’t do that sober.”

“I meant to drink.”

“Oh. Whiskey, if you have it.”

“Fine.” He pours him the drink and I take the whole bottle. “What happened this time, Boss?”

“Charlotte happened. She happened and now, it’s stuck.”

“Well, didn't you tell her parents that you love her?”

“I did. Her father attacked me for it. I have the burn marks to prove it.”

“Did you fight back, Boss?” 

“Of course not. Charlotte would be furious if I did.”

“Well, did you mean what you said?” 

“Yes.” I chug down another glass of rye, hoping it will help.

“Easy on the rye, boss. You being drunk is not the best for everyone. Last time that happened, you went and murdered 22 people.”

“That was fun, Husker.”

“For you, maybe. Not for anyone else.” I laugh at his answer. 

“Relax.” Then I hear footsteps. 

“Hey, Charlie,” Husk says, unfazed at the princesses presence. I, on the other hand, was quite surprised she was still awake. 

“Aren’t you supposed to be asleep, darling?” I say, confused.

“Couldn’t sleep. Plus, lesson plans.”

“I thought we went over those already.”

“Not for tomorrow. The next two weeks.”

“Two Weeks?! What do you need to plan that much for, Princess?” Husk asks. 

“Well, it’s better to be prepared!”

“That’s overkill, Princess.” 

“It is, darling. Perhaps you should seek sleep,” I say. 

“What?”

“It means go to bed. Now.”

“No. Husk, would you be so kind and pour me a strawberry margarita?”

“Husk, don’t listen to the insomniac.”

“You are one, Alastor.”

“The non-drunk one, then.”

“Husk, please just pour me the drink.”

“Wouldn’t coffee suffice better than a drink?”

“Yes, but I’ve already had 10. I don’t need more coffee.”

“Yer’ right, Princess. You need sleep. Stat.”

“No. I simply need the drink.”

“Charlotte, as your partner, I’m making an intervention.” I pick her up by the waist and over my shoulder.

“LET GO.”  Charlie transformed into her demon form as I felt a chill down my spine. She kicked me, straight in the stomach and I huddled over in pain. She reverts back, and looks down in horror. Then runs away crying.

“You good, Boss?” Husk asks, not giving two hoots about my current condition.

“Is that what you call good? She just ran off in tears.” 

“I know she ain’t fine. I’m askin’ about you, dumbass. How’s yer gut?” 

“Fine. But she isn’t.” I get up and teleport away to find Charlie crying hysterically, mumbling “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” in between sobs.

“Charlotte? Are you okay, darling?”

“Am I okay? AM I OKAY? What does it look like?” 

“I understand. You aren’t okay mentally. I mean physically.”

“Yes, I’m fine physically. Are you?” She gestures to the bed, asking for me to sit.

“I’m quite alright, though your hooves hurt more than I thought,” I say, sitting down. 

“How did you know I had hooves?”

“You think I wouldn’t recognize something I have of my own?”

“Wait. You have hooves?” Charlie crawled over to me and gestured her hands to my hooves, asking to see them. I removed my shoes and lifted them to her hands. As she felt them, I asked her a question. “Do you know how to get the soreness out of them?”

“I Do! Can I?”The look on her face was sheer joy. At least she was smiling.

“Of course, darling.” She began to massage my hoof, and it felt amazing.

“Do they feel better?”

“So much. Thank you, Charlie.”

“I’m sorry for kicking you in the gut.”

“It’s fine. It no longer hurts.”

“Are you sure?” She placed her hand on my stomach and I winced in pain. “That’s what I thought. Let me take a look at it.”

“Now,my lady, I must warn you. I am quite an unsightly being. Are you sure you wish to continue?”

“I don’t care how many scars you have. And don’t say that about yourself. It’s degrading.”

“Degrading, yes, but true.”

“Lies. Now take your shirt.”

I have no choice but to obey as she is a persistent one. I remove my coat and suspenders, and begin to unbutton my shirt. Charlotte stares at me as I derobe, and practically burns holes into my back with it. “You know it’s rude to stare, Charlie.”

“Sorry. It’s just that you said you look unsightly, but there's nothing unsightly about you, Alastor.”

“My scars don’t faze you?”

“Nope! Scars mean you survived. They are a symbol of survival. Don’t you agree?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t think about them like that. To me, scars were proof that you were just injured. In my time, it would mean that you weren’t able to be loved by a spouse.”

“Not here. It’s not the 1900’s anymore.”

“That is very true darling. Are you done?”

“With?”

“Me, darling. My stomach.”

“Oh.” She looked down and poked at it again, but this time, I didn’t flinch. “I guess, since it looks fine.” 

“Very well then!” I snap my clothes back on and look at Charlie, who is staring at me once more. “Charlie, darling. What did I say?”

“Oh. Sorry. I still think it's funny.”

“What's funny?”

“The fact that you don't like anyone seeing you or touching you,but you willingly took off your clothes for me.”

“I already told you that I am in love with you, darling. Did you doubt me?”

“Maybe. I believe you, but also thought you said that just to piss my father off.”

“That was also my intention. Messing with him was quite delightful.”

“Alastor! Why?”

“Why what?”

[mcflymemes]

NO STRINGS ATTACHED PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue from the 2011 film

i'm warning you. if you take one step closer, i'm never letting you go.

so what's up with not calling me back?

it's perfect. will you read it for me?

did you think we had sex? we did not have sex!

i know it's over.

are you having sex?

that is a terrible, self-destructive plan, and i'm behind you a hundred percent.

when we met, you weren't wearing pants.

can we not tell everyone?

how long have you two been together?

what i need is someone who's gonna be in my bed at 2AM who i don't have to lie to or eat breakfast with.

yup, i'm definitely gay.

look, i'm not really an affectionate person.

go on a date with me.

you are such an overachiever.

look at my face.

we're sex friends. friends with benefits. fuck buddies.

i can't keep doing this. i'm not gonna see you again.

look, i know i'm supposed to want to be in a relationship, but i just end up with a broken heart and a bunch of their old t-shirts.

if we were in a relationship, i would become a weird scary version of myself. my throat starts constricting. the walls start throbbing. it's like a peanut allergy, like an emotional peanut allergy.

hey, someone call charlie brown! we found the great pumpkin!

don't make fun of me!

i'm gonna call everyone in my phone until someone agrees to have sex with me.

i'm pretty good at archery.

let's smoke some weed.

i sprained my wrist punching a wall.

i'm not good at this stuff.

the box of fifty donut holes is $5.79. you're gonna need two boxes.

we fell asleep and we were spooning.

try to stay away from women who want to fuck you.

that was really mean.

don't do that. don't just disappear like that on me.

how much money do you have on you?

do you wanna do this?

well, i can't date you either.

you're very talented, but fuck you!

i guess i wanted to hear your voice.

i want you to know that i respect you.

you shouldn't listen to me.

thank you for what you did back at the restaurant.

do you want to get out of here?

it's not really possible.

you left your socks in my room.

if you're lucky, you're never gonna see me again.

congrats? for what? having sex with you?

i'm so sorry. i love you.

hey, you can't call me and tell me that you miss me.

if you really miss me, you need to grow up and get in your car and come and see me.

people aren't meant to be together forever.

i don't want to freak you out, but i'd love to hang out with you in the daytime sometime.

i thought you just said it.

i'm going to start peeing with the door open. it's going to get weird.

i can't focus on my porn with all this real sex going on around me!

i don't want to have that conversation on the phone.

we don't get to pick who we fall in love with, and it doesn't happen like it should.

we didn't break up. we never started.

you did a good job, so i thought you deserved a balloon.

you make my heart skip a beat.

yeah, i could do that.

can i say something? and don't take this the wrong way because you know i'll be your friend no matter what.

okay, where's that?

oh, by the way, it's the best sex of my life.

are you still there?

i made you a valentine's day card.

i'm assuming that's a good thing.

things were getting too intense so we decided not to see each other until we hook up with other people.

that's really sweet.

you always do this. you always find something wrong with everybody who likes you.

we were spooning with our clothes on which is like. ten times worse.

we are getting laid tonight!

is this about me not having a date?

god, i am single as fuck.

i understand what's going on.

you have to come with me.

i can't stop thinking about them.

this isn't really my place.

i'm telling you to be hurt. i can take it. the world can take it.

sometimes my neck gets sore because my brain is so big.

get in your car and drive away.

i know this is random. i just... um. i miss you. i miss you so much.

i don't know what to say.

you're fucking my ex-girlfriend?

i'm not gonna meet your parents.

don't list me as your emergency contact. i won't come.

you know i worry about you sometimes.

i think monogamy goes against our basic biology.

i just worked fourteen hours.

no one threw up on me today.

that was such a fail on my part.

if i catch you taking pictures of your dick one more time, i'm taking that thing away.

watch and learn.

you want to go with me to this stupid thing?

did i just pass out on your couch?

did you look at it?

oh my god, i love you so much.

[squerlly]

flames of Desire chapter 13: finale

Alastor x (f! bunny reader) -FLUFF-

your POV:

I feel warm... my body aches and everything is quiet, I open my eyes to see I'm back in the hotel. sitting up my head starts pounding making me wince in pain, looking beside me Angel is sitting in an armchair next to me asleep "A-angel..." he opens his eyes before standing up "shit ya awake!!" "Angel what happened were-" Remembering what happened panic starts to set in "weres Alastor!!! is he okay, I- I have to find him!!"

swinging my legs over the bed I try to stand up "Wow there ya can't just get up, you're still in bad shape!!" ignoring his protests I use what little strength I have left to rush out of the room in search of Alastor. heading straight for his room I bust open the door to see Charlie hovering over Alastor who is sitting up on his bed with bandages wrapping his chest down to his waist, his ears perk up and he turns his head to look at me with wide eyes as I run towards his bed.

"You're alive!!! your alive your alive!!!!" I hug him tightly careful not to hurt him, he freezes for a bit before returning my hug, burying his face in the crook of my neck "Yes mon cher I'm alright~" he chuckles before Angel walks in with a huff "damn babes, how- how are you so fucken fast..." everybody in the room laughs.

vaggie stands beside Charlie with a smile "Alastor is lucky, barely making it if it wasn't for Angel calling us when he did" "Yes, thank you guys so much...for everything~" Charlie smiles brightly "Of course, were friends after all, an that's what friends do!". the moment was interrupted by yelling coming from the lobby that sounded like... "is that, Vox?"

everybody gives an annoyed "yes!" "I thought you guys killed him or something" "Ye well... we were thinking you should decide his punishment~" Angel says with a smirk. helping Alastor stand we all walk downstairs to the lobby seeing Vox tied up screaming at husk who's just ignoring him and cleaning glasses, upon noticing us he grimaces "I thought I killed you!!!" "It's going to take more than that to kill me, old pal~" Alastor says with his classic toothy smile making Vox's screen glitch.

I walk up to him as Angel stands beside me with a bat in his hands, handing it to me I hit Vox in the face with it "That's for kidnapping me!" smack "That's for dropping me 5 fucking times" Smack "that's for slapping me and hitting angel" and with one final hit to the head "that's for shooting Alastor!!!". at this point half of Vox's screen was broken only letting him see from one eye. I drop the bat with a huff "Now... vaggie how did you say you learned how to fight~?"

on top of the roof vaggie and Angel carry a half conscious Vox untying him "What are you gonna do kill me!" I look at him with a smirk "Nah that's too easy, have fun~" he gives me a confused look before I push him off the roof and into a chaotic fighting grounds for sinners, hearing him scream as he gets torn apart....

after that things were better, for well...everyone. Valentino was dead and Angel's soul was free, changing his name back to Anthony. Alastor healed off his wound and was back to his old timey overlord self! Vox lost his status as an overlord, his assistant taking his place as the new media overlord. needless to say, he was more responsible and even got approval from Alastor.

Charlie convinced her dad to contribute to the hotel, getting it remodeled and posted on 666 News, Alastor even got his very own radio tower which he was very pleased to have. I got the job of greeting people at the door when checking into the hotel with a uniform and everything. maybe hell wasn't so bad after all...

-bonus-

I was finishing checking in some guests, handing them their keys when I heard a knock on the door, I rushed over opening it "Why hello, my dear!"

thank you all for supporting me throughout my blog, I loved making this series and I intend to continue writing content for you all. I love you guys and I can not describe that enough!!! as always have a wonderful day/night and stay tunned~

-squerlly

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BLURB ABOUT CHARLI AND GEORGE MINDING GIGI FOR THE NIGHT I AM ON MY HANDS AND KNEES BEGGING YOU

I think they definitely wait until Gigi can at least hold her own head up before trusting George to mind her for the night. When they do, they drop her off at his flat and reluctantly hand him the baby, who gurgles and looks at him with a gummy smile.

"Here's the schedule for her feeds and bedtime. You've got my number. Call me whenever. About anything. Okay. We're literally twenty minutes away."

George isn't listening, he's making stupid faces at the baby and saying "Gus gus! Gus gus!" over and over again.

"Charli?" you say, almost pleading, and she laughs and smiles at you from the kitchen and says "Go. Don't worry. We're very responsible."

So you go. George and Charli are left alone with Gigi.

"Let's play drums!" George says, and immediately puts the baby in his lap on his drum seat and taps them lightly, making her squeal with laughter. He gives her and go and she whacks at them, hard, and makes him laugh uncontrollably too.

After a while though, Gigi starts crying.

"Charliiiii!" he yells. Charli rushes in.

"She's crying."

"Why?"

"I don't know!"

"Well I don't know!"

"Is she hungry?"

Charli looks at the list you gave them.

"No she doesn't eat for another hour!"

"Fuck!" George says, loud over Gigi's screams. Charli gasps and puts her hands over the baby's tiny ears.

"Oh come on," George says, "She lives with Matty. Her first word will be fuck."

Gigi stops smiling and giggles.

"She likes it when I say it!" George says, "Fuck fuck fuck."

Gigi laughs. So they both say it, chant it. This works for a while. Then she is crying again.

"Oh no," Charli says, taking the baby from him. "What do you want baby? What do you want to play?"

Gigi grabs at Charli's face, eyes wet with tears, clutching her eye lashes, staring at the sparkles at them.

"Make up?" Charli says, "Shall we do makeup?"

That's how the three of them end up on the floor, with eyeshadow palettes open, Gigi painting with them in a notebook, and all of them with glitter on their face and in their hair. George burns himself on the milk and they both sneakily try a bit, almost gagging at first then agreeing it is actually quite nice. They have to call at one point, to be told how to strap a nappy on properly.

"Right, connect that tab, to the other tab, tightly, but not too tight obviously," Matty says on the phone.

"That's not obvious mate!" George yells to where Charli is holding the phone on speaker, and he is holding Gigi's sides to make sure she is not rolling off the table.

"Oh my god though!" he says, lifting the baby up and jiggling her gently to see if it will fall off, "I think I've done it. Look at me!"

"Good job babe!" Charli yells. "Okay thanks bye guys, have fun!" and immediately hangs up the phone.

When you get to theirs later, they have successfully put Gigi down in her pack and play, and she is conked out asleep. So are they, on the sofa near by, George's mouth hanging open, Charli's hair everywhere.

"Why is everybody so glittery?" you whisper to Matty and he shrugs.

George stirs, "Because we've all had a fantastic time," he mumbles, and falls back to sleep immediately.