#hope you'll enjoy aha

[pdrrook]

Perfumare is the ultimate comfort game, thank you so much for all the work u put in rook💕 i'm currently suffering from laurent brainrot. if he has 100 fans i'm one of them, if he has 1 fan its me, if he has 0 fans i'm dead etc. etc.🥰💅

🥺 Thank YOU for playing! 

Awww, then you’ll be happy to hear that there will be more of Laurent in Avulsion, especially in the next chap!

[iceunhie]

voicelines about you: as their lover !

featuring: imbibitor lunae, jing yuan, gepard. (+ jingliu and kafka)

notes: headcanons! some might be ooc HELP. i couldn't resist writing for hsr man… also jingliu and kafka sneak bc mmm i love morally questionable women 🤩. gn!reader. reader is not trailblazer. some fluff, some angst (?) kinda. reblogs are very much appreciated!

Imbibitor Lunae (Danheng IL)

About [Name]: They're one of the few people who's never condemned me for Danfeng's sins, nor ever tried to get me to own up to them. Their presence is very comforting to me. My lover? *coughs* Y-yes, they are.

About [Name]: Selfies Aside from March, [Name] always seems to ask me to take photos with their camera. Hm? No, I don't really mind. If it makes them feel happy, then that's enough reason for me to agree.

About [Name]: Photo Albums [Name] made an Express photo album with March yesterday. Yeah, pictures of our adventures and memories, according to them. It's in the Data Bank, so just ask me if you want to take a look at it.

Gepard Landau

About [Name]: [Name] is the most amazing individual I've met. Their determination and their will to pursue their goals to the fullest… I'm proud to call them my lover. Oh, ah… Was that too forward?

About [Name]: Lending a Hand Oftentimes, Serval asks [Name] to help her carry some things for her workshop. Although the times I get to personally help out are rare due to my duties, I still make it a point to support them by asking the Silvermane Guards to keep an eye out for them and help carry my sister's things for them if it's too heavy. Of course. They're always my top priority.

About Serval: Nagging Every time Serval stops by my post, it usually means [Name]'s run into some difficulties, which I try to help them out in. While her telling me about my lover's state is greatly appreciated, she always nags and teases me being a fool for them and… *sigh* No, it's alright, really. I'm thankful that my sister cares about [Name] and goes out of her way to talk to them for me. Still, I do hope her nagging would decrease next time.

Jing Yuan

About [Name]: Hm? [Name]? Yes, they're indeed my lover. Hehe, now that you've brought them up, I should go look for them. I'm afraid I've grown so used to the feeling of laying my head on their lap that no other pillow can suffice. Ah, what a predicament…

About [Name]: Spending Time Together While I do enjoy dozing off, [Name] makes a point to let me rest at a more appropriate place, instead of at the Seat of The Divine Foresight, buried under a mountain of paperwork. Oftentimes, I do as they say, but when I'm not and just craving their presence… Heh, now that's another matter entirely.

(BONUS! - Yanqing's Voiceline) About [Name]: Oh, [Name]? They always give me some extra allowance for buying swords, buying me sweets and food I like… Of course I won't say no to that! Sometimes, them being with me when I'm being scolded by the General for my expenses helps a lot. Probably because they're the only one the General can't say no to.

Jingliu

About [Name]: ….Do you really think you have the right to know about them? This is a warning. Try to ask again and perhaps you'll be faced with the end of my blade as my answer.

About [Name]: Soothed The whispers of the marastruck, succumbing to the Abundance… They are the only one able to calm the storm of my thoughts. For that, I am grateful for their patience and their kindness.

(BONUS 2! - Jing Yuan's Voiceline) About Name: While Master's current state is one of irreparable damage, at the very least… She has someone to hold onto while she grapples with the curse of mara. Even if I don't quite believe she's the Jingliu I knew from before, I know that her feelings for [Name] are sincere. I just hope she doesn't end up hurting them in the process.

Kafka

About [Name]: Aha, now thats a question I didn't expect to hear from you. My lover? Yes, [Name] is that to me. I very much enjoy their love and affection, you know. Even if it isn't on the script, I'd still mention them. Quite romantic of me, no?

About [Name]: Trophy They always, always chide me about me ruining my velvet coats when we finish up a script. What's wrong with a little blood? I keep most of them as trophies. There's one I'm especially fond of, too. They think it's rather embarassing that I keep the coat from the time they got injured on the job. Although the stains have long since turnt black, there's still a faint scent of iron in it. Hm? What do I mean by that? Heh, let's just say I don't take any harm coming to [Name] lightly. While they call it a reminder of their lack of caution, I'd rather call it a little show of my affection~

About [Name]: Destiny's Course Elio refused to tell me about what my future with them would be, saying that the path in that choice is quite difficult to discern, and I think it's for the best. I suppose if [Name] decided to leave the Stellaron Hunters, hm, would locking them up till they can't leave me anymore suffice….? Haha, just kidding. I wouldn't let them leave in the first place.

© 𝐌𝐇𝐈𝐈𝐄𝐄𝐄 : do not repost, copy, or plagiarize my work.

[yanderehsr]

more yandere aeons with paimon reader/aeon of guidance pls!

Sure it's been a while since the last one, Hope you'll enjoy😄

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour

Aha: They have been stalking you for thousands of years, always behind you all the time, it was a fun game, they would stalk you and try to capture you and you try to evade them, it was a fun game until Akivili came along, then it turned not so fun.

Aha hates Akivili, they want them gone and dead, away from you so you can resume your game. So the second you die, the first thing they do is go to Akivili and try to kill them, it doesn't go so well but they tried, and they'll continue until they are dead.

When Aha feels your return, they have never felt as happy as before, now you can return to your game, maybe there can even be a winner finally... sadly you are too weak at the present time but no need to worry, they'll manipulate from behind the scene so you can get your strength back, and then the game can continue.

"Well isn't this fun, the Guidance is back. Oooh, I wonder which one of their powers they will get back first"

Fuli: They remember everything, they have seen Nanook's destructive obsession, Yaoshi's possessiveness, Lan's jealousy, Akivili's clingyness and how every other aeon acts around you.

Fuli becomes your safe space when you want to be away from everyone else, other than Akivili you are closest with Fuli, they are so calm with you contrary to the other aeons, you form a bond... and that bond is destroyed when Nanook kills you, they have never felt so sad and horrified as then, it causes a mass-release of memories around the universe until they calm down.

Fuli figures out before you are reincarnated that you would be back, so contrary to the other aeons who is lost in their own grieve, they make a safe space where they can protect you, a place where it will be only you and they, no one to interfere and come between you two, it'll be perfect.

"It has been so long, Even I was starting to get lonely... Now who do I send to retrieve you my guidance"

[actually-safer-to-kiss]

The Pink Moon

Summary: Reader's anxious attachment style gets in the way of her enjoying the full moon.

Couple: Spencer Reid/Fem!Reader

Category: angst, somewhat hurt to comfort

Word count: 1.3k

The night is chilly and humid. You wrap yourself in a blanket while watching your chunks of Amethyst and Rose Quartz charge in the moonlight. You stare at them like they’ll hop off the ledge when you look away. Just as fast, you find yourself distracted by the moon behind them, glowing softly against the clear, dark sky.

Spencer comes to mind. You remember (once again) that it’s been nearly 13 hours, and you’ve barely heard from him. The Pink Moon is about relationships; you hoped he would spend time with you tonight for that reason alone, even though you were definitely not in a relationship. Instead, the crisp wind that grazes the back of your neck reminds you that he’s not here; no one is here tonight to keep you warm.

Your Tarot deck is in front of you. It seems easy to start a reading. But the idea of them saying anything about Spencer, explicitly calling you out for being such a lovesick fool so quickly, is something you know you couldn't handle right now.

You started seeing each other a couple of weeks ago after Penelope introduced you. You were shocked that the young genius at the FBI was easy to talk to. You had been in constant communication since he asked you to dinner after work just days later. His gentle gestures and calm tone were something you were not used to.

Now, he’s in Richmond working on a triple homicide case, as he said on the phone this morning. He’s likely surrounded by people who need his help. And you mope while wondering if that’s the last phone call you'll get from him. You're worried, actually expecting the case to be solved, the killer to be locked away, and Spencer to get home safely and not even bother to tell you.

Your list of past relationships is short. You could recall three if being together for a month counted. When your exes learned about your witchy tendencies at the start, they were for it. They were friendly when they asked about the Tarot and the significance of different colored candles on your altar. But it would fizzle out one way or another, usually after discovering your practices did not follow into the bedroom. Text messages and phone calls were then hours apart until they stopped altogether. And you were left to pick up the pieces again.

~ ~ ~

Science and behavior were some of Spencer's passions. He spoke about what he does for work and how he’s assigned to analyze things from a killer’s journals to how they present bodies upon being found. You wondered for a minute if you were in over your head when you agreed to dinner; and if such a logic-based personality could entertain your interests and beliefs. 

As you spoke, though, Spencer leaned in to listen, fingers laced under his chin, not even looking away. Like your exes, he admitted he didn’t know much about Tarot. “Oh, bullshit,” you remember saying.

“What?” He laughed.

“I’ve got insider information.” You replied while tapping your temple. “Penelope said you knew everything. She said she even quizzed you on the cards. You didn’t miss one.”

“Well, that’s true —”

“Aha!” You point.

Spencer had to hold back another laugh. “But I couldn’t tell you what they mean in sequence. Like, during an actual… reading. I think that’s the lingo. Garcia taps into something I simply can’t.”

“Hm,” You lean back in your seat. “So, is this a sign to do a reading for you in the future?”

Spencer pursed his lips. “Perhaps.”

The rest of the night took place in a nearby park, where you both stood under a tree, and Spencer gave you what was equivalent to a lecture on constellations and how they had been a storytelling method as far back as the ancient Greeks. You lapped up the lesson, watching his hands move and his fingers crook as information flowed out of him with ease. It was like he was a textbook in a corduroy jacket. It only reinforced that he was being himself from the moment you met. And you liked that about him.

The first kiss came shortly after, but it wasn't easy. You made what Penelope would later call “embarrassingly obvious" flirting attempts that Spencer was not understanding. You dropped it until he walked you to your apartment door. This was the first time the entire night that silence hung awkwardly between you. You tried once again and hugged him goodnight. You attempted to pull away, but his arms were still wrapped around you, not moving. You didn’t question, simply held on, keeping your arms where they were for another two, three, four seconds. 

When Spencer let go, you saw his smile was different. It was lazy, and his eyes were darker when he finally asked, “Can I kiss you?”

Your response, however, could be seen as less than polite. Instead of an enthusiastic yes, you poked his chest, an acrylic nail right into the corduroy. Despite moving away from it slightly, his arms around your waist helped you move along with him.

“Was I not obvious enough in the last hour?”

He raised his brows in genuine surprise. “Wait, no!” The gentleness of his demeanor shined again when you admitted what you wanted. And “Oh, thank God” was all he said before his hands rose to enclose your face in his warm palms and bring your lips together. And you enjoyed the crisp clarity that Spencer liked you as much as you liked him, and he wasn’t afraid to show it.

~ ~ ~

Your heart races with the memory. The wind blows at the back of your neck again, cooling you down this time. You pull your crystals off the balcony ledge and hold them in your hands, and keeping them close is more soothing. They can't get away from you here. Then you pick yourself up and prepare to call it a night. Your phone says it's tomorrow. It was easy to assume Spencer was asleep. 

However, the universe added a twist by having his name pop up as you look at the time. Your phone vibrated, waiting for you to decide. You placed the crystals in your pocket. “Hello?”

“Hey!” The enthusiasm behind his voice makes you swell, and you hate to admit it. “Sorry that I’m calling you so late.”

"No, you're fine! How’s the case?”

“Good, we’re at the hotel packing up. Should be leaving in the next 30 minutes.” 

“Oh, good,” you swallow. “I’m glad you’re safe.”

“Thanks.” He chuckles. “You’re looking at the moon, right?”

A smile creeps up on you. “Yeah. I am.”

“Me too.” The background noise of his team chatting is notable, but Spencer keeps talking. “I’m sorry I’m not there. Last minute calls are part of the job.”

“I know there are people who need you. It’s understandable.”

“I know.” He says. Silence reigns again. “I was doing some research on the Pink Moon on the drive. And apparently, it’s a good time to nurture relationships.”

“That is true.” You say. You feel like you should say more, but nothing comes to mind.

Spencer fills in the gap. “Doesn’t feel as nurturing to just be talking over the phone after not getting to speak for 13.4 hours, you know?”

“You think you can make it through the night?” You ask, sounding like such a confident smartass. When in reality, your heart is pounding in your ears.

“I’ll try my best to.”

“I will too.”

Silence is becoming more familiar between you, but a calmness in your core convinces you not to worry. So you sit in it, listening to Spencer as he breathes and even chokes down a yawn while the wind blows through on his end. “I don’t want to hang up.” He whispers.

“Me either.” You look up at the sky. The moon stands out against the stars, but you recognize some patterns in the glittering specks. Your heart continues to pump and you wonder if Spencer can easily pick up your deep breaths like you can with his. “Tell me about the constellations you can see.”

[shslbunnylover]

★★★𝘼 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙡 𝙂𝙤𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙨 (𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙮 8: 𝘽𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥)★★★

Character: Morticia Addams

Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 @marvels--slut

Trigger warnings (DL, DI): Bad dates, Oral (Morticia receiving), Boss/maid relationship

Genre: Smut

A/n: Happy international lesbian day!!

Word count: 1.5k

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"Miss Adams? Do you need any help?" You asked softly as the sound of your body walking up to your boss filled the room.

"Oh no mi querida, I'm alright, please stay though. I love when you keep me company," Morticia replied, patting the bed next to her as she put on her black hoop earrings.

You nodded, a soft smile forming on your lips as you slowly sat down on the bed the ravenette had gestured you towards.

You always enjoyed keeping Morticia company, even if you were being paid as her maid to do so. You had always had your own ambitions for a career and you were planning on this being a starter job, but the woman who had hired you just kept you addicted to working as a maid for the Adams family. The pay was amazing, you were treated with respect, and most importantly, Morticia always wanted you to be around her. You always had a crush on the woman ever since you had caught her changing into a pair of lingerie before a date night.

"So Miss Adams, are you excited for your date?" You questioned, trying to hide your jealousy for the man whom would be trying to seduce the older woman.

Morticia sighed in annoyance as she began to apply her liquid black eyeliner to her lower lids.

"I wish I could say I was Y/n...but this guy doesn't seem...as sweet as I want my husband to be," She said, turning to look at you as she continued to put on her makeup.

"Well, what kind of guy do you want?" You continued to pry, genuinely wanting to know more about the ravenettes dating preferences.

"I just wish I could meet a guy that's as sweet as you, your boyfriend must be so lucky to have you," The older woman smiled sadly, her dark eyes glossing over you before they look back at the mirror.

"Oh, I don't have a boyfriend, I'm single," You chuckled, "I also like girls,"

Morticia froze up at that, looking back over to you with a slight hope present in her eyes.

"Oh, good for you amor, I'm hopeful you'll get a good wife," She smiled, secretly wishing she'd be the good wife she was talking about, but knowing you'd never like her back, seemingly unaware of your mutual feelings.

You blushed at the nickname, eyes darting away from the raven haired woman as you tried to contain your crush on the older woman.

"Aha...I hope so," You mumbled, standing up and smoothing your maid outfit out a little bit as you stood up.

"Y/n? Could you help me with my hair?" The ravenette asked you, to which you quickly walked back over to her.

"Of course Miss Adams," You replied, grabbing a brush before beginning to brush her beautiful and dark locs.

"Thank you amor..." She smiled, placing a kiss on your cheek that caused your whole face to turn bright red with embarrassment.

You paused for a moment, eyes sparkling as you didn't even realize Morticias chuckling.

"You liked that mi querida? I must admit your blush is so adorable," She smirked, watching you blush as you placed your hand on the cheek that was now marked by her black lip print.

"It was quite sweet Miss Adams, but I wouldn't want to distract you from your date," You chuckled nervously,

Morticia nodded, a soft blush creeping up onto her cheeks as she continued to touch up her makeup while you returned to styling her hair.

The way this woman talked with her Spanish accent, the way her eyes would gloss over you when she was flirting with you, it was all so damn addicting.

"You look ravishing Miss Adams, your date is incredibly lucky, I hope he treats you well," You smiled, brushing her long raven locks out before placing her favorite black peral necklace on her beautiful neck.

The ravenette chuckled, standing up as she revealed her long and elegant black dress and especially her boots that had you metaphorically on your knees for the older woman.

"Thank you Y/n," She replied, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear before walking off, "I'll tell you all about it when I get back, alright?"

You nodded, biting your lip as to contain your urge to beg her to date you instead.

"Of course Miss, see you then," You responded, turning around to go clean up and organize Morticia's vanity, missing the stare at your ass the ravenette shot you.

You stood in the kitchen, soft 50's jazz playing throughout the house as you wiped the tables clean of the food residue from your previous cooking.

"Miss Adams should be home in about thirty minutes minimum, which will leave me with enough time to finish cleaning up from dinner," You muttered to yourself, taking off the under shirt of your maid uniform, leaving you in just the long apron and your tights as you didnt think Mortica would be home soon.

You sighed, bending over the countertops to finish wiping the surface clean when you suddenly heard a slam of the door.

Your body shot up and you quickly ran to the front door, not remembering your lack of an undershirt.

"H-Huh?!" You exclaimed at the sight of a very frustrated Morticia Adams, your face blushing violently as you couldn't help but be attracted to her when she was in such a state. "Miss Adams, is everything okay? What happened? What can I do to help?"

The ravenette growled in response, gripping her hands around your thighs and lifting you onto the counter.

"You're such a sweetheart~" She cooed, one of her hands lifting your chin up as she began to slightly clench it in her grasp. "Always wanting to help me like the good little maid you know you are,"

You blushed at her words, eyes shaking from the sudden intensity of emotions from the older woman.

"Miss Adams, what's gotten into you?" You asked, your own hand sliding up to hold the ravenette's waist.

Morticia sighed, biting her lip as she continued to hold your chin.

"He thought I was hideous and creepy, but not in a good way, and God I just couldn't handle it. I knew you would treat me better but I just can't fathom asking you for your heart, since I know it doesn't feel the same way," She replied, looking you dead in the eyes, causing a shiver to run down your spine as her other hand traced mindless circles across your skin. "But the whole shitty date just made me want to tell you my f-"

You cut off the older woman by pressing your lips together, her mouth tasting like citrus vodka and mint as she slid her tounge inside of your mouth.

You whimpered as the feeling of your body being picked up and placed on top of the taller woman on the couch.

"You're beautiful," You muttered, kissing the other girl with passion as you began to stroke her thighs. "Please, allow me to make you feel better than that guy could ever dream of doing,"

Morticia blushed, and she nodded.

Your soft hands parted her legs and she couldn’t help but let out a soft moan at the cold air she kept her house at hitting her heated center, her eyes still watching you with lust, wanting to memorize your every feature as you made her feel the pleasure she craved for so long.

Your tongue created long and quick strides across the ravenette's sex, waisting no time as you quickly made her body tremble with the ecstacy that came from your touch.

You muttered verbal praises of the other woman as you laid your lips across her body, worshiping it like you always wanted to.

"You like my body that much hm?" Morticia smirked, blushing as she watched you kiss every square inch with you lips that were so desperate to touch her pale skin, your fingers falling down to her clit to rub quick circles around her bud.

You nodded, eyes filling with love as you kissed her passionately as you felt the ravenette's body coming undone from solely your touch and worship alone.

"You're such a goddess, your body is so wonderful." You replied, rubbing your thumb in faster circles.

"Fuck I'm close," She moaned, the lewd voice filling your ears as her hands that held your waist in place left goosebumps across your skin.

You kept up the kisses and worship for another minute as the other woman's moans grew in volume, which only made your own underwear soaked.

"God damn it!!" Morticia eventually choked out in the middle of a string of curses and pet names, her pussy releasing all of its juices onto your hands, which you quickly lapped up.

"You look so pretty, you're such a goddess," You murmured, resting your head on her breasts.

Morticia smirked in response, her hand trailing down to squeeze your ass.

"Then let me show you what heaven feels like. Sit on my face,"

[ravenstargames]

✦ Lost in Limbo Devlog #8 | 02.06.24

AHA! It's February (has been for a few days, but I've been a bit busy as per usual) so that means another Lost in Limbo devlog! We have been recovering from our wrap-up, working left and right, and oooh boy aren't things getting interesting. Let's jump into it, shall we?

First of all...

🎉🎊🎊THE DEMO CGS ARE DONE!🎉🎉🎊

Raquel has worked SO HARD to achieve this, and the results are simply amazing. We could never ask for a better artist, and we can't wait for you all to see and experience every CG for yourselves. Sadly, we made a promise of only showing Gael and Amon's, so you'll have to wait a bit more for the others! ; v ;

And next! You thought we were finished with the characters?! NOT BY A LONG SHOT! As you may remember, our demo script went through a few changes, but this secondary character remains! We don't want to talk about them too much, but we also wanted you to have a taste of them, as they'll be the first character you'll meet... 👀💜

Our plan is to finish this sprite and then move on to the character's expressions. We have to figure out the most efficient way to work on them, though!

The dreaded section—but THIS MONTH we come with a wonderful announcement...

✨🎆Airyn has joined the team!✨🎆

And you'll ask, who's Airyn?! Well, she's an amazing person we met during our master degree; we have been developing a friendship for a while now, and as we needed an extra hand with our backgrounds, Airyn offered us her help! She's an incredibly talented concept artist who loves working on backgrounds, and we are so so thankful for her help! We literally couldn't ask for a better professional to join us during our demo journey :')!

You can see some of Airyn's work on her ArtStation, here!

She has already started to work on our unfinished backgrounds, and so far we can offer you this fantastic WIP of one of the places you'll visit in the demo! 💜

But Astro is not far behind! He's getting our last background ready, and so far he's doing an impeccable job! We hope these mysterious places are piquing your curiosity, because we definitely can't wait for you to visit them!

I'm reaching page 100 of our script, having left behind a few things to correct! Only 40~ pages left, which means soon we'll make a second round of editing and correcting. Allie is almost done with their first editing process and that's very exciting! We can't honestly thank her enough for her incredible job 💜(I think I say this a bit too much, but we gotta be thankful on this team!)

The CG's have been programmed and they work so far! Now each character has a CG to be unlocked and seen in full HD, and each in their own gallery, hehe. Next I'll have to play around with the credits because I was having trouble with something last time I tried to get them done—but as always, I'll get it done one way or another!

This month we have worked hard! January has been a good start of the year I think. I hope we can speed things up a bit now that we have Airyn to help us with the backgrounds, and hopefully she'll be a permanent addition to the team if everything goes well! I don't want to jinx it, but I feel I can see the end of the tunnel little by little. Planning stuff, looking up different things, getting busier and busier...Let's see if February, even if short, proves to be a productive month!

Also, we hope you all have been taking care and the start of the year has been nice to you. There's so many amazing things happening in the indie otome community, so make sure to enjoy it all! 💜

[wonwoonlight]

how do u think svt in relationship will be like?

(im sorry if you're already did drabbles for this)

hi 🎀anon!!! sorry this got late, i think the topic went a little everywhere at some point but i hope you enjoyed this anyway hehe. but also before i did this, i want to rephrase this a little and answer this as how i would write their characters in a relationship in my fics🧡

cheol: he would be the kind of boyfriend who's whiny and clingy and he's not ashamed about it!!! but despite the child like persona that he puts up, he always takes care of you and he's always always always the first person who'd apologize or remind you both to calm down when things get too heated up.

jeonghan: han would only pull all his pranks in private while he's only a little playful in front of people (unless those people are close to both of you then it doesn't matter); teasing is just his love language, anyway. he knows all the lines he needs to keep and he's secretly scared he'd push you a little too far. he's subtle about his touch too, though you can bet that he's never leaving you alone when you're in the comfort of your apartment aha.

shua: man would do everything for you and i mean everything. he'd take care of you without even thinking bc to him, it's just a given and it's second nature. he's like those people who have everything ready before you even finish the sentence. "do you have--" "here." "what about--" "here."

jun: jun, on the contrary, i feel like would be a rather serious boyfriend. sure, he'll still joke around and all that stuff, but i imagine he's the type to be more serious when it comes to this stuff. he's calm and he never pushes anything out of you, even by accident.

hoshi: hosh is the type of boyfriend who takes you anywhere and everywhere over the weekend. he wants to try every single thing he's heard from his friends and his members, so you can bet your ass he's dragging you with him lol.

wonwoo: take a walk during odd hours kind of boyfriend 😭 he's not keen on going outside, but when it comes to taking a walk during random hours after midnight, he springs up like a kid during christmas lol. he'd wrap you with the warmest clothes there is because he gets cold himself. so he needs to prevent you from being cold bc there's no way he'd be able to let you wear his jacket looooooooool

jihoon: he claims he doesn't like cuddles; and it's true. just that he doesn't like cuddles when they aren't from you. he's always subtle with his touches also, doesn't say anything when he initiates any kind of physical contact so your heartbeat is always 📈📈📈📈📈 everytime he suddenly drops down next to you and just softly grabs your hands and plays with your fingers when it's just the two of you.

seokmin: he'd be very shy at first. like he has all this energy and he just wants to hold your hand but he's too shy and it's only been like two weeks since you started dating so is it too fast to place his hand on your thigh when you're next to him??? he'd just be flustered all the time until you tell him it's ok lol

mingyu: like hoshi, he would want to try a lot of activities. but he wouldn't be hearing those from his friends, he'd look them up himself, look through the reviews, stalk instagram profiles, and when he's sure you two would have fun, he'd say he's planned the perfect date (which he really has lol) and you'll end up having a competition about who can plan the Most Fun Date Activities.

minghao: i wanna go with the cliche museum, art dates when it comes to him bc that's D: just D: how i imagine him to be D: perhaps he'd even bring you to those painting or pottery class bc he just wants to spend time with you either appreciating art or making something meaningful for the both of you (the memories and your failed attempt of a potteries left as mementos lol)

seungkwan: for a date, seungkwan would also look things up on instagram like mingyu. but he would include you in the process, asks about your preference whilst also dropping hints about what he wants to try lol. the both of you would have more fun looking through instagrams, pressed against one another on the sofa, than going on the actual dates lol. the members would sometimes ask you both about a date course bc they knew you've both seen too much date courses instagram recommendation pages

vernon: he's the follow you type of boyfriend <3 whatever you want to do, 95% of the time he'd just say and follow you. not that he doesn't have anything in mind, but what matters to him is that he's spending time with you. he'd also make a tradition of having a movie/netflix date, something you can do online when you're apart. again, it doesn't matter what you're watching bc he simply wants to spend time w you 😭

chan: NOW HIM. i think it's time that we remember that despite being the maknae in seventeen, chan is the eldest son in his family. i feel like he's a very mature boyfriend who would try to "lead" you and i mean that in the best way possible. he'd be patient even if you're indecisive about anything--menu, movies, places, activities. he'd try to get to the bottom of what you actually want 😗 "

A/N: phew it's hard to write these but it was fun and i've grown a new kind of respect for people who write headcanons sjdhfbhsdjbf

[dreaming-of-lu]

ahhh!! i see requests are closing soon! can i request the chain with a sassy reader? i always see the shy/quiet reader everywhere, its like the staple fanfic in every fandom but i just cant relate. my sarcasm is dry and my wit makes its way out of my mouth whether i want it to or not! we need some rep too lol, plus malon hints that the boys dig that in one of jojos updates 😋 hope you have an amazing day!

A/N: Sass? Sass. Thank you for waiting patiently! Hope you enjoy.

Part 1 of 3 (Warriors, First, Sky)

Warriors

There was always a case of disagreements of plans between you and him in which he wanted to tear his hair out. Sure, some of your ideas worked better than his, but these were his monsters, and he knew them well.

"If you just listen and understand that they are nothing like yours or the others, we can get through this quickly!" Warriors hissed loudly, gaining the attention of one of the creatures nearby. He lets out a tiny yelp at your grip on his scarf, pulling him down around the corner of a run-down building and out of sight.

"As much as I love to go through with this," you grunt, "and I know you dealt with them before, but trust me when I say that others are lurking out of sight."

"How can you be so sure?" He shot.

"I have neither the time nor the amount of crayons to explain this to you." you deadpanned.

Warriors opened his mouth and then closed it. He lifts a finger in your face, only to drop his hand with a groan of exasperation. He pouts at the ever-growing smirk on your lips, whining silently to himself, 'that was not fair.'

"Fine. Fine. You win."

A loud thud right next to his ear startled him. His eyes stared in shock at the sudden arrow sticking out of the rotten wood. He looked around swiftly before looking up to see one of the lizalfos standing there with a bow and arrow, hissing down at the both of them.

"Told you."

First

First won't lie when the marketplace is an absolute nightmare occasionally. He would rather avoid the crowded area than ever step an inch of a foot in there; it's bad enough when people really do not understand personal space and shove their elbows straight into his frame, smacking him around like he's some bokoblin or rather a piñata as what you call them in your home world. Speaking of you, he was looking for you around the village they stopped in for the day. Your ever so eager beaming face with the youngest right next to you could not stop the elder from denying you both to look around the marketplace.

With a soft warning for both of you to be careful, your form, alongside the sailor, disappeared quickly within the moving mass of villagers. First lost sight of you before he could follow you, and already he's regretting ever leaving the inn due to how overwhelmed he was by the never-ending wave of people.

A heavy sigh left his lips; he spun on his heel, ready to head back to the inn, knowing you'll meet up with them later at some point, until his ears picked up on what sounded like a disagreement. He's the one to ignore trivial things that don't involve him; however, this deep tug within urges him to look.

"Aha! You're silent! You know I'm absolutely correct!" A male Hylian stood tall with his arms crossed, haughty behind a cart carrying wares of potions and what looked to be herbs. He's glaring down a custom- oh wait, that's you. There was silence.

"My silence doesn't mean I agree with you. It means your level of stupidity rendered me speechless."

The look on the vendor's face was enough to send First's laughter bellowing out of him loudly. Oh, how you endlessly amuse him.

Sky

Goddesses, he had never woken up in the middle of the night craving a glass of warm milk in his entire life. He was usually knocked cold until morning when the chain needed to up and move to the next destination. Though the feeling of his mouth dried, craving for something nice, warm, and delicious woke him from his deep slumber.

With careful precision to not wake anybody around him up, he snuck down the hallway til he met his goal: the kitchen.

Sky knew he wasn't the sneakiest out of the bunch, but during the night, he was somehow better at it than the day. Slowly, he opened the box holding the milk, hushing the clatter of glasses clinking against each other. He grabbed the first one, settling it on the counter before shutting the lid. He eagerly rubbed his hands together in silent glee; he turned around, flinching backward quickly.

He placed a hand against his chest, his heart pounding harshly under his fingertips. A small light flickered on; standing before him was you with your mussed hair and tired 24-yard-long stare. Sky breathes,

" Whatever are you doing up in the middle of the night and sneaking on me? You scared me half to death, dove."

"I'm sorry, Sky. The next time I walk into a dark room in the middle of the night, I'll make sure to send a band ahead of me."

"Oh, har, har," Sky rolled his eyes before pulling another bottle of milk from the box.

"Can't sleep?" He questioned.

"Without my human furnace? Yup." You popped the cork off the milk bottle and took small sips. Sky sighs,

"My apologies; let's finish this, and we'll head back to bed, okay?"

[theglassofmiddleearth]

Imagine Fili and Kili being saved because of Y/N. (Part 1)

Y/N: "Thorin when you see Azog you need to run down to the tower straight away."

Thorin: "The tower? Why must I run down to the tower. Why would Fili be there? How do you-"

Y/N: "Stubborn dwarf, do as I say! You will catch him when he falls."

Thorin: "Falls? What do you mean?-

-Y/N runs off-

Azog: *in dark speech* This one dies first, and then the brother. Then you Thorin OakenShield. You will die las-"

-Y/N appears behind them slicing off the orcs heads and throwing a dagger into Azog's arm.-

Azog: *Growls in annoyance and throws fili down* You! How did you get up here?

Y/N: "Shut up Orc scum, you bore me. By the way, next time you try kill someone, save us the speech. You're not cut out for public speaking."

-She peers down to see Fili has been caught by Thorin-

Y/N: "Well it seems as though you've failed to kill this dwarf. I wonder if you'll find a streak."

-Azog attempts to initiate combat with Y/N but she dodges and weaves his attacks-

Thorin: "Y/N come down! We need to retreat!"

Y/N: "Until next time!"

-Y/N flips off and uses daggers to dig into the tower as she descends, slowing her fall enough to allow her to land infront of Fili and Thorin-

Fili: *breathlessly* "Wow"

Y/N: "Now now Fili, don't go falling for me." *She winks* "You're a crown prince after all."

Thorin: "He'll have to wait in line."

Y/N: *clueless* "For what?"

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I kinda imagined this but I couldn't find a gif aha- HOPE YOU ENJOY MY FIRST THING BACK, not used to writing again but hope it's ok ;_;

[slaingelo]

HOLY SHIT HERE WE GO !!!! somewhat world building dump as the prologue.

Chapter one will be longer and in parts, and will involve exploring Link's current life, more world building, and also !! HIS DAD !!

more rambling below;

So in case it wasn't obvious the whole "you'll die if the gem is broken" isn't TECHNICALLY true. no one's ever actually had the gem break while bound to it, so the thought that you'll die is just an assumption based on like... well. YOUR SOUL IS IN THAT. and it's been passed down as fact rather than theory.

the gem will get broken at the end of chapter one, leading to Link's soul being torn into four pieces. This technically kills Link which is why I do want to spend time going over his current place in life in chapter 1 before the DeathTM :3

also worth noting; they're young adults ! Link has no plans to go to college and is kind of a mess right now, Zelda rather than being any kind of princess is from a family with spiritual importance- ofc being taking care of the force gem. it's been a while since a hero had to be chosen !!

also, all the maidens are being given actual names, chosen after gemstones instead of colours because like,,, I mean, blue maiden is the most important one here, I can't really call her Blue lol.

I DUNNO HOW FAST UPDATES WILL BE, I wanna be careful to not burn myself out, so we'll see how it goes :3 I might post 3 or so pages at once per update instead of 9 each time aha;;

I hope this is interesting !! I'm really excited to tell the story I wrote for this AU and I hope you guys will enjoy the ride <3

consider this some exposition combined with experimenting with the comic process because this is the first time I've actually finished a comic that's longer than 1 page and it probably shows. I'll be forced to make it more interesting once I get to the action stuff don't worry XD I'll try to get better at making the talking stuff look interesting over time .. AND YOU CAN SEE HOW INCONSISTENT MY ART IS WAAH.

I ended up changing line thickness after 3 pages bc I realised I was going too thin and I was never going to finish it if I kept w/ it because I haaate doing thin lineart...

[etincelleart]

From what little I've read of the posts about it, I feel very bad for you, but at the same time I'm happy at how well you treated him from the beginning to the end of his life, and I'm sure he was happy all that time too.

Unfortunately grieving is also an important part of loving someone, so don't try to run away from that feeling: if you feel like crying, cry, the same goes for posting things about it here, remembering good times… Just go through the process, taking your time.

Once you feel less bad… Well, look at how you took care of him and had a happy life together! you certainly have few regrets, and the ones you do have, you did your best in that situation, and that's the best way you could have lived with him.

A bad thing about life is that it happens everytime : a really good game or series that came to an end, a friendship that lost touch, an empty plate after lunch…. We can't control how things end, but the way you lived with your cat was the best way to live: you did what you could and enjoyed every moment. Our life may one day end, but nothing takes away our right to make the most of it while we can.

I apologize a million times if this makes you feel worse or anything, I just want to help you to get through this moment and feel better. A big hug, you'll get through this.

It doesn't make me feel worse and I appreciate talking about it so thank you ♥

Honestly I'm just glad this is something I realized ever since I lost my first cat. Fripon isn't the first cat I lose, but he was the one I had a special bond with, even if I was close of the others too. The first cat I lost was closer to my mom and Fripon was basically my cat child, just like Citrouille aha

When you realize that it's so important to enjoy every moment with them, it probably makes things easier because you know you took the time to make them happy. There will always be regrets, especially in the last moments, because you had things to do or maybe you had to go somewhere, but it's so unpredictable so it's hard and I think the last moments will never be perfect... But you still can make it as good as you can as much as you can

That's why when Oskar (the first cat I lost) left, Fripon cried so much because he was really close of him, and I remember playing with him and cludding with him after coming back from high school, even if sometimes I was just tired and wanted to lay in the couch

And I'm not saying all that to say "look what I did" like, it's just to say, spend time with your pets ? I just wish more people could realize how short their lives are and how we're a lot to them, we all have our lives but what they know most of the time is us ?

When we found Citrouille in the garden it's the same too, she was so small and scared, not used to humans, so for a solid month in september I stayed with her to play outside for a few hours until she was ready to come inside. And after that it was also important to idk, spend time and play with her, raise her because it was a baby, just enjoy time with them because they're not just here for decoration

I'm rambling a lot but animals are so important to me, and my cats are my babies and I just learned so much from them, and when they show me trust idk I just feel great to see the impact I had on their lives

So it hurts I had to say goodbye to Fripon in such a brutal way, but I'm at least glad I was here, and I'm happy it was during my vacations so I'm able to process everything, and don't have to deal with anything else, and I was able to say goodbye properly and put him somewhere where we'll plant flowers when the weather's better, and where we put candles. Giving him daisies and violets and his favorite toy, and just be able to say goodbye peacefully is also so important

It's like a family member, I just hope what will remain will be good memories, of him helping me with my studies by acting stupid, or licking my hands, or eating tons of tuna, or purring to ask for more food aha ♥

♥♥

[thatartistshar0n]

Puns and Fun!

a robocar poli oneshot.

[A/N, nothing much, just crack, puns, fun, and puns that have to do with Poli's name :> got this idea from a comment lol. Also, polyamory at the end hehe, try guessing which ship it is]

"Hey. Hey. Heyyyyyy."

"Helly, no. I'm trying to organize Jin's papers for her-"

"I gotta say something important to you tho!"

It was just another day at the Rescue Team HQ, and surprisingly it was pretty peaceful. No accidents happened in Broomstown, and none of the members were dispatched for any emergencies for once. It was the team's lucky day!

Since it was their rare day off, they decided to just relax and do their own thing. And what did Helly decide to do? Annoy the crap out of Poli.

"Alright, what do you want?" Poli asked sternly, annoyed with Helly's nonsense. The robocopter giggled before speaking- "Okay, okay- what do you call Poli if he was a shape?" From the look on Helly's face, it was clear he was trying not to laugh. That took a while for Poli's mind to process.

"...what?" He tilted his head in puzzlement. "What do you call Poli if he was a shape?" Helly repeated himself. This was getting more harder for him to conceal his laughter. "..." It was only until Poli realised what was going on.

"A POLIGON! Get it? As in polygon? *wheeze*" Helly rolled on the ground in laughter as Poli stared at him in unamusement. "...Wow. Helly, wow." He replied sarcastically. "Helly, please get out of this room before I smack you on the head-" "AA-"

...

Timeskip. After that whole ordeal, Jin was discussing about the plan for tommorow's patrol around town with Poli, Roy and Amber. Helly still hasn't arrived yet. It's not exactly an uncommon occurrence for him to be a bit late for certain things.

"I hope you're all enjoying your break, everyone! We just need to have one meeting about tommorow's patrol, and you all can go back to whatever you were doing." The robocars nodded, though a few of them looked a bit less than pleased for a meeting. Amber was completely fine, Roy looked like he just got his nap interrupted by the Rescue Team's speakers as if they were right next to him, and Poli... well, you know. Nonetheless, the three kept up their professional additudes.

"Poli, you'll check around town central. I've heard there have been more signs of littering lately, and Cleany has been working overtime, so if you run into him, lend a hand for him please." "Sounds good!"

"Roy, you patrol in the suburbs. More children have been playing outside more often on the streets, especially Kevin and Doug- meaning that there'll be more of a risk of injuries, so be on the lookout for any kids on the street." "Got it." Roy yawned softly, but not that loudly, just so he doesn't offend Jin.

"And Amber, your destination is the current construction site for the new train station. This project is going to be a big one, and we don't want any construction accidents happening, so remember to bring your first aid kit and make sure it is ready at all times." "Alright. You can count on me!"

"As always, if you see any suspicious activity going around, remember to report it. ..And Helly isn't here yet. Why am I even surprised.." The blonde said out of disappointment, internally getting ready to scold him once he makes his appearance.

"Aha, yeah.. you know he's like this. Well, not always, but it's somewhat typical of him." Roy chuckled softly at Jin's expression of dissapointment and annoyance. "That's true. I guess you're never going to get used to this, aren't you, Jin?" Amber giggled. Just then, as if on cue, Helly burst open the door to the command room where the other rescue members were in. "I'M HERE!" Helly yelled, laughing loudly, as if he just thought of another pun to spew out.

"Oh no.. please, not another pun-" The police car was already tired of Helly's jokes, he looked like he just wanted to do nothing but flop on the couch and sleep. [A/N and... potentially cuddle with roy bcuz they're both tired, maybe with amber too hehe]

"Helly! I swear, this is the fourth time in a week you have been late to another meeting! When will you lear-" Jin scolded. "Hold on! I got a good one!" Helly said those words in between laughter. "A good one? A good what?" She questioned.

"Hehe, okay- just listen." "If Poli, Roy and Amber were in polyamorous relationship, what would their ship name be?"

"wait... HUH-?!" The three of them instantly started blushing. They were clearly flustered and were caught offguard.

"POLIAMROY! As in POLYAMORY!"

Before the three knew it, their faces were flushing quite excessively. The look of pure embarrassment and flusteredness was right in front of Helly and Jin. The way Helly blurted out those words so suddenly just caught them so off guard that they couldn't comprehend any words for a few seconds.

"D-Damn you, Helly...!" Poli was trying to hide his blush with his arms, and then immediately tried to get out of the situation by running out of the room, but just ended up accidentally hitting his face against the wall.

"W-Wha- you- why would you- oh gosh..." Amber's cheeks were more pink than the paint on her. This may have been the most flustered she's ever been- and she's quite adorable too. If she had a thermometer with her now, her temperature would be probably be as high as a fever.

Roy? He just couldn't speak. Yeah, he'd probably need a fire hose to cool him off and reduce the heat he's experiencing from being so flushed.

Helly couldn't stop giggling at their priceless faces. Jin was just astonished, and even felt a little amused by the sight in front of her. She even chuckled a bit. "..Well, this wasn't something I was expecting to see today. Well, our meeting's dismissed, and if you're all still in your flustered state by tommorow, we might have to postpone the patrol, shouldn't we?"

[naffeclipse]

Chapter 3: The Episode Inside Part 1

FNAF Cryptid!Sun/Moon x Cryptid Hunter!Y/N (SFW)

“Oh, that’s too bad.” Sun tilts his head again but in the opposite direction, sun rays almost hitting the windshield. You don’t know what to make of his optics brightening. “It seems you’ll have to go without.” “It’s not a big deal,” you reassure quickly as you turn the key in the ignition. “I can manage without for the time being. Our next hunt is in a house, and I don’t need my detector for this.”

Word Count: ~8,200 Warnings: Brief mentions of suicide, mild injury, and night terrors.

A/N: Aha, so remember what I said about slicing chapters in half if they got too big? Yeah, that's what's happening here. I hope it's alright that it's not the entire 'episode' and you'll be patient with me as I work on the second half! I think this will be a great introduction to our next spooky cryptid as well as some good ol' obliviousness on the reader's part!

You go get your bugged detector fixed, figure out what kind of cryptid is lurking in a house, and reassure Sun and Moon that once again, there's nothing to be afraid of. Enjoy! ♥

[grantspectortrash]

Bad To The Bone

pairing: Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader

summary: Halloween night, King Steve on the cusp of Good Steve, and a shared love for The Karate Kid. Flirting that you'd never admit to, a party that you'll never forget.

word count: 3.2K

A/N: aha honestly? I just wanted to combine my love for Steve Harrington, Cobra Kai/Karate Kid and Halloween all into one place. Hope you enjoy! Requests are open btw <3

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It's Halloween 1984 and somebody is dressed as a skeleton.

But not any old skeleton - they're dressed up as Johnny Lawrence's skeleton, headphones around his neck and all, completely identical to the costume in The Karate Kid.

You wonder how long it took them to create it, and how many times they went to the cinema in order to memorise it down to the very last thread.

You can't see their face, but they're on the dancefloor and they are killing it - no Halloween pun intended.

Tina is the one throwing the party, claiming that she is the 'ghostess with the mostest'. Her house is large enough to host all of your classmates and more. You're pretty sure that there's some underage kids hanging out and drinking in her backyard, but that isn't your problem.

And, while you take in the scenery and stand in Tina's kitchen, you contemplate why you ever thought dressing up as Mr Miyagi was a good idea - bald cap and all.

Robin, your best friend in the entire world, had bailed on you this Halloween. Sure, maybe she couldn't get out of going to her cousin's wedding, but why did it have to be the same weekend as Halloween? The pair of you were always Batman and Robin, and surprisingly you were always Robin. That joke never got old, not to you at least.

Most girls, if not all, at the party had gone for the sexy side of Halloween dress-up. Sexy ghosts, sexy nuns, Princess Leia in her golden bikini. One very specific, very skimpy, sexy E.T. who had lights glowing from her boobs instead of her finger.

You think it's the first time you've seen an alien that wants to get probed. Alas, you digress.

The Johnny Lawrence poser is dancing as '(Don't Fear) The Reaper' is playing from the large speakers that Tina has borrowed from her boyfriend Chris.

Although you're not very close to Tina, you get the urge to tell her that while she's dancing with her friends, Chris is making out with Stacey in the downstairs bathroom behind you.

Each time their hankering bodies collide with the bathroom door, you take one step further into the kitchen and one step further away from whatever is going on inside that bathroom. You're grateful the music covers their noises.

Nobody has spoken to you in about twenty minutes, and the only conversation you did have was when someone, clearly already drunk and dressed like Danny Zuko yelled "Wax on, wax off!" in your face as he grabbed yet another beer bottle from the kitchen counter.

You had wondered if he had a Sandy to pair up with, but when he sauntered back into the crowd you saw the mass of T-Birds waiting for him.

Hiding out in the kitchen has it's privileges. You had already swiped two bottles of the cheep beer yourself, and now you nurse the second by taking tiny sips at regular intervals and clutching the bottle tightly just so that you have something to do with your hands.

The song ends and a new one starts, and you watch as the skeleton gestures to some of the people he's with - you don't recognise any of them.

His thumb jabs over to the direction of the kitchen and soon he's snaking through the throng of costumed people on the dancefloor, all drunk or high to a varying degree.

As he gets closer you wonder if he'll see you. You wonder if you know him. You still can't see his face; the makeup is deceiving and his hair is hidden by the hood of the costume.

The skeleton-clad boy moves to the other end of the kitchen, his back to you. He grabs a bottle from the counter and absentmindedly cracks the cap off with his teeth. It's an act you're sure a dentist wouldn't approve of, but it comes across as quite an impressive act, and a slightly attractive thing to do.

He pulls the cap from his mouth and flicks it onto the counter. It's only then that he takes in what's been going on in the kitchen.

There's a guy who's been stood over the punch bowl for the last ten minutes, tipping in various bottles of spirits and mixers and meticulously stirring it, all while dressed as a baseball player.

A couple, dressed as Fred and Daphne from the Scooby gang, have been arguing just as long. Their hushed tones are hidden by the music, but whatever is going on neither of them are happy about.

And then there's you. And the skeleton boy can see that.

He turn towards you fully, grinning, and it's only then that you wish you hadn't been staring at him all night. You wish you hadn't created an idea of who he might be in your head. Because he smiles and it's unmistakeable. It's pretty and popular and all the girls love it.

You have to stop yourself from cursing.

"Oh shit, Mr Miyagi. Better stay away from you." He takes a sip from his beer and leans casually on the counter beside you.

He is no longer skeleton boy, the guy with the bad dance moves and the good taste in movies.

He's Steve Harrington. King Steve. Douchebag of all douchebags. And your crush since about eighth grade, not that you'd admit that to yourself. Or him.

And sure, the crush faded in and out, because it was never going to be reciprocated, and honestly you didn't care.

But tonight he looked like Johnny Lawrence, and you had to keep reminding yourself who he really was under his clothes and all of that makeup.

A bully. A rich boy. A reminder of why you didn't need a guy in your life.

And yet, even after all your reminding, when he's dressed as Johnny Lawrence he's almost someone else. Almost the guy you created in your head.

"Yeah, one wrong move and you're dead, Harrington." You reply, rolling your eyes and taking a sip of beer for good measure.

Steve brings his own bottle to his lips, and laughs.

"It's Y/N, right? We have maths together." He asks, and you're surprised he even remembers your name let alone the classes you have together.

You nod.

Steve smiles then, almost proud of himself for remembering, and it's difficult to picture his real face under all the makeup - all you can see is Johnny Lawrence and it's beginning to become a little flustering. No, frustrating. Yeah, that's what you mean. Frustrating.

He says something just as the music gets cranked up. 'The Monster Mash' is playing at a deafening volume, no doubt something the neighbours won't appreciate, along with the smoking and yelling and all the other noises omitting from the house.

You look over at the dancefloor to notice Tina is gone - you hope she's not looking for her cheating, scumbag boyfriend. She's better without.

You turn back to Steve, "Huh?" You have to practically yell to be heard.

Steve repeats whatever he said, only for you to not hear him again. You shake your head.

This time, Steve rolls his eyes. Then, he's ducking his head so it's close to yours and his lips are against your ear. His breath is warm and it sends a spark straight down your spine.

"I said, only hot chicks can pull off a bald cap, I'm impressed."

He pulls away and suddenly the heat isn't from his breath, it's across your cheeks and burning the tops of your ears.

You don't want to admit to yourself that it's because of Steve fucking Harrington, so you blame it on the fact he looks like Cobra Kai's bad boy.

"I - uh, umm..." It very quickly seems like you can't find your voice. You swallow hard, hoping to clear the lump in your throat. You don't know what to say.

And Steve's loving every second of it. There's a smug look on his face, and undeniable sparkle in his brown eyes.

You're about to yell at him. Steel yourself and tell him what's what, when the music gets cut.

Everybody turns to the speaker, including you and Steve. Whatever moment the two of you shared passes. Tina's ripped the cord, and she's standing there in her cheerleading outfit, shaking a pom aggressively.

"Where's Chris?"

As soon as she yells his name, Stacey storms out of the bathroom behind you. Her hair is a mess and her identical cheerleading outfit is ripped. A lipstick stain smears the right side of her face.

"You said you'd broken up!" She's marches across the kitchen and Steve pulls you close to him so that you're out of the girl’s way.

Seconds later, Chris appears. His trousers by his ankles and lipstick all over his face and exposed chest. A line of kisses trail all the way down to his boxers.

"Stacey! Tina!" He stumbles across the kitchen, making his way behind you. Once he passes, you push yourself away from Steve, aware of how close the pair of you were.

The two girls start yelling, moving towards the direction of the front door as they start grappling each other. Tina has Stacey by the hair, while Stacey is trying to shove Tina's pom down her throat. Chris hauls ass behind them, yelling apologies that neither of the girls are paying attention to.

They leave through the front door, and the yelling becomes fainter as they move across the lawn. Someone dressed as a ghost pulls the front door shut, and plugs the speaker back in. The music commences, quieter this time.

"Holy hell." You shake your head and finish your second beer of the night. The alcohol hasn't affected you yet, and it's making you feel left out. Everyone here seems even a little bit tipsy. Apart from you. And, well, maybe Steve too.

"Yikes. That’s depressing." Steve replies, and without asking, leans behind him to grab you another bottle. He does the teeth thing again with the cap and you laugh.

"That's a very Johnny Lawrence move, you know."

That earns a grin from Steve, his real teeth showing instead of the fake skeleton teeth painted on his skin. "What can I say? I'm bad to the bone."

You try to hold in the laughter. For someone who was meant to be cool and popular, Steve was proving to be quite corny.

You take a risk by asking, "Talking of bad boys, why aren't you flooded with your usual admiring fans tonight?” Then you carry on, just to add the illusion of disinterest, “And Tommy?”

Then, you take a long sip of your third beer until the embarrassment of asking goes away. You nearly drain the bottle.

"Well," Steve says, glancing over to the masses of dancing girls who are all dressed up like sexy cavewomen. The actual cheerleading squad.

"They found out I was dating Nancy Wheeler, and I had to stop basketball practice to get my grades up. All of which apparently made me lame. And then Nancy dumped me, yesterday actually. So turns out I'm not as cool as I once was."

He reaches out to touch the fake Mr Miyagi beard stuck to your chin. You slap his hand away, with no real heat behind the act.

"Hence why you're talking to me." You laugh, a little bit of the alcohol taking effect now. Your insides feel warm and you're not worried if your comment seems insensitive. Steve doesn't seem to mind.

And the fall of King Steve is almost intriguing to you. He was funny. And had good take in films. And was talking to you like he actually cared.

"Yeah. Right. Hence why I'm talking to you." Steve's voice is full of sarcasm. But, he's smiling. A real genuine smile that makes you think that maybe Steve Harrington isn't so bad. Maybe.

His clinks his beer bottle with yours then, and tips his head up to take a long swig from his bottle. You watch as his Adam's Apple bobs.

You take a sip after he takes his, and he watches as you do. Some impulse draws him closer to you, and he pulls the bald-cap away from your head. You take the bottle away from your lips and take your natural hair out of its hairband. It falls roughly, kind of sweaty and bobby-pinned in place, but Steve nods anyway.

"Much better." He says, and winks.

It's in that moment that you think something passes between the pair of you. Something special, something that's yours. A strange acknowledgement of something that's just begun.

But hey, maybe it's just the alcohol talking.

You pull the fake beard away from your face and set down the third empty beer bottle of the night. "Want to go outside?"

Steve nods.

Five minutes later you find yourself on a swing set with Steve beside you. The beer bottles and the music are forgotten. There's only a couple people outside, all appreciating the slightly quieter outdoors. Two guys are sharing a joint and are deep in conversation, but they're not in hearing distance.

Wherever the love-triangle of Stacey, Tina and Chris got to is a mystery, but you're glad the drama is nowhere near you.

Steve's pulled the skeleton hood off now, revealing tufts of messy brown hair. His heels are dug into the ground, and truth be told he's a little bit too tall for the set, but he swings slightly all the same.

The sky's pitch black but the tree above you has been bombarded with enough fairy lights to attract an entire moth family. The lights reflect in Steve's eyes.

"I'm sorry about Nancy, by the way." You don't know what makes you say it, but the words come out of your mouth anyway.

"Thanks, Y/N. I think you're actually the first person who's actually said that. Everyone else is glad that we’re done."

There's a tinge of hurt in Steve's voice, and he won't meet your gaze.

"Are you glad you’re done?" You ask even though you can already guess the answer from the look on his face.

"Yes, and no. I don't know. She's in love with someone else. I have to respect that. Maybe what we had was love, maybe it wasn't. Whatever."

You know it shouldn't, but his comments gains a laugh from you, "King Steve respecting women, who would have thought it?"

Steve cracks a small smile, almost painful, and suddenly you feel bad.

"Sorry." You say, "That was in bad taste."

He looks at you then, all soft eyes and skeleton makeup. "No, it's okay. You're not wrong."

There's a brief silence between the two of you, and you watch as the couple dressed as Fred and Daphne - who were arguing the last time you saw them - are stepping out of the back door in tandem. The guy’s hands are on the girl’s ass, her's are in his hair. They're snogging at a rapid rate, and not even looking where they're going. They find a tree, and start making out against it. Their kissing noises are off-putting.

"Well at least now I'm single I don't have to be embarrassing like that." Steve laughs, but the act seems perfunctory. "Anyway."

He stops swinging and looks at you, scanning you quickly before smiling. He leans over to poke you on the knee. "What about you?"

You frown, "What about me?"

Your question gains a smirk, "You know. Are you dating anyone? What's up in the world of Y/N?"

"Oh, well, not much." Your hand comes to the back of your neck, suddenly feeling awkward and exposed. Your fingers itch to be holding another bottle of beer - where was that liquid courage when you needed it?

"I'm single. Very. Always. And it's fine, I guess. Yeah. I'm fine."

Under all his face-paint, Steve's left eyebrow quirks up at you, "You sure?" He's trying to hide a smile, and you move to lightly hit his foot with your own.

"Shut up, Harrington."

"No, come on. You must have thought about someone though. Like the prom's coming up soon, who would you ask?"

You groan, burying your face into your hands. Fuck sake.

Steve moves then, you can feel it more than see it. You peek through your fingers to see him crouched in front of you, his hands coming to rest on your knees. There's a warmth radiating off him, one that you can't ignore.

"Y/N, why're you hiding from me?" Steve's voice is barely a whisper. It gains another spark down your spine, one that circles back around your body and straight into your heart.

You were going to have so much explaining to do when Robin got home.

"You." The words come out of your mouth in a mumble, and you're still hiding behind your fingers. Steve moves them for you. You become very aware of his hands on yours, the way his fingers interlock with yours and rest between your knees. It seems easy. It seems right.

"What was that?" You can tell he's not trying to be mean. He's genuinely curious. His fingers slip out from yours and you end up squeezing your fists tight.

"I'd ask you. You know, the version of you that isn't a dick, anyway."

Steve smiles so hard to the point where he ends up looking kinda goofy, and ultimately, a little bit pleased too.

So, you do the only thing you can think of. You push him with your knees and it sends him landing on his ass.

He guffaws, “Damn, I was right. Gotta stay away from Mr Miyagi."

You stand up and offer him your hand; he takes it.

Steve brushes himself off before looking at you again. He notices the tint in your cheeks, definitely not just from the alcohol this time.

"Tell you what, considering that I'm not cool or a dick anymore, do you think you could handle being friends? Go from there?" There's a gentleness in Steve's voice that fully convinces you maybe King Steve is dead for good.

Maybe tonight, dressed as Johnny Lawrence, there's some sort of symbolism there. The last night of being a bad boy.

You nod, embarrassed and endeared all at the same time. "Sure. Cool. Works for me."

Steve sticks his hand out, cracking another smile, "I'm Steve Harrington. Nice to meet you."

You can't help but laugh, even if you do take his hand and accept the shake. It's almost like a deal. A secret between the two of you. And you have no idea how it happened.

"Hi, Steve. You know, for someone who's been popular for a long time, being a corny loser kind of suits you."

"I guess so. Perhaps hanging around with you has that effect."

You're both smiling, but you hit Steve in the stomach all the same. It leads to an all out Miyagi-Do vs Cobra Kai fight, although you're not really throwing your punches and Steve's totally letting you win. But this is a friendship you didn't know you needed. Hell, maybe is was going to be more than a friendship. And it seems wonderful - an unexpected treat on a Halloween night.

[adrianasunderworld]

Hi!!! Okay girl, this is realll random but there's something that's been rotating in my mind and Ms. Rosehearts was stressing me out fr so I was like WAIT BUT HOW BOUT THE OTHER COOLER NICER MOMS and I think you'd enjoy the situational chaos so

Hear me out

The moms have a book club.

But it's really just a front for the REAL Yuu protection squad and also gossiping about their children LMAO.

I really love twisted wonderland mothers! They all sound like strong, compelling individuals (save for some Ms. Rosehearts PLS sit down maam😭😭😭)! Like, Mrs. business -woman-married-her-divorce-lawyer-owner-of-the-best-resturant-of-the-seas-girlboss Ashengrotto????? Ms. loving-caring-badass-single-mother-i-care-deeply-about-my-son-and-he-knows-and-loves-me-back-so-much-so-that-he-constantly-strives-to-be-a-better-person Spade???? Mrs. breaking-social-social-norms-marrying-the-man-i-love-probably-been-in-a-war-or-at-least-had-cool-sword-training-the-CROCODILE-FAE-HERSELF Zigvolt????? I like to think that over multiple breaks/events Yuu tags along with one (some?) of the boys and mom/grandma/aunt/whateverlmao just, just loves this kid and is like aw hi hon nice to meet you is my son being troublesome at school?😊💕💕💕 i hope not😇😇😇 and

...wait

ur alone??? w/o any resources or connections??? being taken advantage of by a scheming, fugly crow??? (and if it's Ms. Yuu, BBY UR A MAGICLESS GIRL IN A PRESTIGIOUS ALL BOYS MAGIC ACADEMY???) basically queen Asha but then add in mom authority and multiple mothers lmao

Like, there's a PTA meeting or a parents week lmao and Ms. Leech, Ashengrotto, Zigvolt, Spade AND YOU KNOW WHAT. EPELS GRANDMA, MAMA LILITH, AND QUEEN ASHA TOO BC SLAY MALLEUS' GRANDMA TOO???? etc... come over to check up on the prefect and they're all like

Thus begins the OP Yuu protection squad and they use a Mom's book club as a front (maybe they were a book club at first anyway???? Lmao idk logistics) and its just like

Mrs. Ashengrotto: Heyyyy bby, do you need a job over breakkk aha cool bc the restaurant has an opening and OOP oh no! the ice cream machine is broken :(((( looks like you can't do your job :((( oh, sweetie don't worry about your paycheck it wasn't your fault you'll still get paid, aw, these ice cream machines really need to break less :((( sighhhh, it's okay love, anyway do you wanna go shopping with me???

AND I THINK MAMA ASHENGROTTO WOULD BE HILARIOUS IN PARTICULAR BC THINK OF THE POWER WE'D HAVE OVER AZUL

Azul: AHA! You're now indebted to me and owe me all your robux AND a lifetime of indentured servitude whhhAT ARE YOU DOING

Yuu: CALLING YOUR MOM BITC-

Power. Yuu'd be the most powerful person on campus. Think of the baby photos. The childhood stories. THE BABY PHOTOS. Meanwhile they'd also be getting advice from this circle of wise, beautiful women who also can give the smack down on any poor teenage boy that breathes incorrectly in Yuu's direction. I also think this could be absolutely incredible for a Ms. Yuu, who would suddenly have female connections all around twisted wonderland after being deprived for so long. Maybe free period stuff. A heating pad. Handmade dresses instead of our sad, overworn uniform bc we literally dont have any other clothes😭😭😭 Like, just,,,, female advice about survival in this new world while maybe also having tea, in depth discussions about literature, and teasing their boys. A comfy circle occasionally held in ramshackle dorm about art and gossip and caring for a kid who hasn't been cared for in a long time

Ms. Spade: So ladies, what's the schedule over spring break?

Queen Asha: I will have them assist me in court for the final two weeks. I belive that perhaps Zigvolt...?

Mrs. Zigvolt: Yuu inquired about dental practices in magically structured locals such as Briar Valley. My family will take them in during the first weekend of break.

Yuu can be in the bookclub too. Just to rant and snitch about their classmates. Bestie deserves it. There can be a group chat. Love it. And if this ever takes a romantic direction...

Mrs. Leech: You know, Yuu would make such a fantasic in-law.🤭😇😊😊😆💕🌸🌸💕🥺🙂

Queen Asha: Indeed.

Queen Asha Internally: leonagetyourSHITtogetherleonaliterallyplsleonailovethemsomuchboymovebeforeimoveFORyouomlLEONA-

Like, Mrs. Leech and Ashengrotto would totally tag team this bc theyre besties and if one of their sons wins they both win meanwhile someone like Mrs. Shroud (maybe? Idk how to feel about the Shroud parents LMAO) would be loosing her MIND

And speaking of

🎆women🎆

Yuu: GUYS.

Yuu: omf-

Najma: what

Yuu: You will not believe the SHIT your brothers pulled today istg---

Yuu:

Sebek's Sister: DJDJDJDHFJGJDJSJSJD

Yuu: its the second time this week

Najma: PLS

Sebek's Sister: babe it's literally tuesday????💀😭😭😭😭

Yuu: save. me.

Najma: no <3

Sebek's Sister: how are you still alive

girls Yuu's age ready to make fun of their brothers at any given moment???? yes??? hello??? the rants??? the insults??? the hilarity??? the 3am memes??? sign me up. Najma is literally RIGHT THERE and she's only had less than one chapter of sceen time total and i would still die for her

Anyway

Yay women. At this point I honestly dont care about the boys just let me be besties with their moms and sisters and we can get starbucks or sth

Yay women.

Lmao thats it thanks for all you write for us its appreciated love ur humor thank you for reading this far hope all is well in life byeeee <3333

You're right, I love everything about this. 🥰

There is just just much potential to unfold here. With exception of event characters like Granny Felmeir and Najma, all female characters are all off screen. So we kind of have to fill in the blanks of who these women and how they act, and that is where the fun comes in.

Especially for a Miss Yuu, because by default the whole situation raises many questions and concerns that all the mama bears come out. Yuu gets more care packages than their sons. "What do you mean why am I sending her things? You have everything you need and she has nothing. Now be sure to ask if she liked the cookies I sent." Yuu went from barely scraping by to being in want of nothing in just a few months.

We all know Asha, we all know Lilith. I just know Deuces mom is so nice and offers to have her over for breaks if she ever needs it. "Does she have any family? No? Invite her for the holidays right now!" Or Sebeks mom, I like to headcanon that Mrs. Zigvolt is more or less twisted from Fauna, so she is the sweetest lady alive. Her children are her everything and she cannot stand the thought of Yuu being all alone. She will not stand for it.

Mama Ashengrotto and Mama Leech are instigating each other, I just know it. They both like Yuu and love having her around. Theyre going to set up some Kiss the girl type scenes for their sons and hope it works. If Azul or the Tweels win they both win.

I feel like they all have a friendly competition to see whose son Yuu ends up liking. The race to be her mother in law if you will.

Mama Ashengrotto: What's that land saying? We all have a horse in this race.

Queen Asha, thinking about Leonas shitty love letters: I think my horse is broken.

---

Meanwhile Yuu is having a blast with the sisters. Having everyones mom around means having their sisters pop in, and Najma and Sebeks sisters are pretty much the closest in age to her and are fun to hang out with. They want all the info on wtf their brothers are doing and laughing at all the phots of their fuck ups.

Anyway Yuu needs more female friends.

[k-slla]

A/N: Here's part 3! Hope you'll enjoy! All mistakes are mine and feedback is appreciated! ;)

Warnings: Language, mentions of alcohol, bit of fluff, little bit of angst

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Dividers by amazing @cafekitsune ❤️

Reader's POV

"Jody!" I called out as I got out of car in front of her house. She ran out of door to hug me. "Hi, how are you, dear?". Donna came outside behind her. "Oh, I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but I called Donna too, it's okay, right?"

"Of course it's okay! Hi, long time no see!" I smiled to Donna as I reached out to give her a hug too. They are both total sweethearts and like sisters to me. I feel like I can talk to them about absolutely everything.

I grabbed my bag and we went into house. "You know where to put your things, Y/N. " Jody said as she walked into kitchen. It had become tradition for us to share the room whenever we were having girls nights. After settling in, I went downstairs. They were already sitting at the table with wine glasses in front of them.

"Wow, you're quick!" I smiled as i sat down.

"Well, you looked like you needed it. We'll finish the first one then we're cooking! And then we'll put on some cheesy flick and gossip some more. How's that plan sound? " Jody asked us.

"Absolutely perfect." I said in sync with Donna and started laughing. There was a moment of silence between us.

"So, Y/N. Do I really have to ask or you want to start explaining why you left me a voicemail in the middle of the night, saying you need to talk?" They eyed me curiously.

"Hah, where to begin?" I laughed unhumorously.

"Well, I was in Maine for the last month and half, visiting family. And putting it simply, it was a total shitshow. My dad passed away and I couldn't stay for the funeral, because of my family. But I'm still happy, because I got to say goodbye to him and that's what matters to me the most. Then I got back and we had a movie night with the boys. And there was some alcohol involved."

"Aha, " Both women grinned knowingly. "And? What happened then?" Donna asked.

"I may have kissed a certain older Winchester. " I said and hid my face in my palms. "What?" They were surprised. I took a big sip of my wine. "How was it?" Jody asked.

"It was very very good, until he pushed me away and I ran out of there. God, that got embarrassing fast. I think I've really screwed up this time." I finished my glass and got up. "So, the rest will be for the evening. Let's get cooking, now that were all slightly tipsy, what do you say?"

Later in the evening, after having way too much fun in the kitchen, we were relaxing on the couch, some random romantic movie in the background.

"So what's news with you two?" I subtly tried to steer the conversation away from my previous confession.

"Nope, not gonna happen. We're still talking about you."

I just groaned. "Why'd you ran away from him?" Donna ask worriedly. "Because it was embarrassing! He doesn't feel the same, so I couldn't stay there longer. It's as simple as that."

"Oh, honey!" Jody hugged me. "Was the kiss just because of drinking or do you have real feelings for him?" I took a moment to think.

"I think I really am in love with Dean". I said quietly. This was the first time I said it out loud. Which made me more certain of the feelings for him.

"I'm just saying, as much as I've seen that boy with you, he's smitten." Donna chimed in. "Do you really think so? I just don't want to get my hopes up. I've been broken too many times, and I trust him with my life, but I'm not sure I would trust him with my heart." I sighed.

" Oh, I totally understand. He's got a reputation. But maybe you could talk to him. I know for a fact that Dean wishes nothing more than to settle down. But he never talks about it, because he thinks that "fate doesn't have it in store for him", you know?" Jody tried to console me.

"Yeah, I'll think about it. So, now that we're finished with my love life, let's talk about yours."

"Oh, I'm boring. Just working all the time." Donna said with a scoff.

"Sometimes I wonder if it's right time to start dating again, but then I hear all the horrible stories from my colleagues and think I'm too old for this already." Jody added. "Oh, what I wouldn't do to be back in my twenties." She continued daydreaming.

"Oh, come on, Jo! You're, what, like 38? Life's not over, you're still young." I gave her a slight hit on shoulder.

After staying for few days with Jo and Donna, I was finally ready to go home.

The whole ride back I was thinking of all the different possible outcomes. What if? What if he rejects me? I probably will get over it at some point. I'd have to. What if he doesn't and we give it a shot? Could we really get happy ending? I would hope so, but only time would tell. It was like broken record inside my head. And nerves were eating me up.

I found the boys in the library and with determination I walked through it, motioning Dean to follow me. "Dean, I need to talk with you please." I entered the kitchen and went to sit on the island in the middle. I breathed deeply in as I waited for him to follow. "Y/N, are you okay?" he asked as he walked through the kitchen warily. He stood in front of me with a glass of whiskey in his hands. "Perfect!" I said and took it from him to down it in one gulp. "I was gonna dri-..Nevermind." he said when he saw the empty glass.

I took a deep breath as I thought how to start. Better just get it all out.

"About that kiss the other day. I meant it. I want more. I'm in love with you, Dean." I looked into his eyes and blabbered on. "You don't have to say anything, I'm not expecting anything, I just needed to get this out." I kept my gaze on his and wished that I could hear what was going on in his mind. "Okay, actually please do say something." I said finally with a wry laugh.

"I - I do-.. fuck." he stammered. "Well, what I am trying to say is that you're a lot more courageous than me. " And closed the gap between to kiss me. I was on fucking cloud nine, smiling through kiss and all. It felt like a really cliche movie moment, but it is what it is. I melted into his touch and deepened the kiss.

"I'm in love with you too. Have been for a long time. I just never knew how to say it to you. " Dean said quietly, resting his forehead to mine. "Hey, what's wrong now?" He said worriedly as he turned my face upwards. I didn't even realize but I was crying now.

"What? Oh, I'm sorry." I said as I dried my face. "I guess I'm just overthinking everything again. I'm scared, you know? That something will happen now. When have two hunters ever got an happy ending?" I smiled at him.

"We'll take it one day at a time, we're both hunters and can keep each other safe, okay? We'll be okay." He smiled and pulled me into hug. "Will you stop running away from me now?" He asked. I laughed as I relaxed and let go of all the tension in my body.

"Yes, Dean, I'll stop running away from you." I answered and kissed him softly again.

After finding Kevin to translate the Demon tablet for us, so we could finally close the gates of hell forever, the months just flew past so quickly. After being so close to finally do it, we had to stop the trials to save Sammy's life. So here we were sitting next to Sam's bed with Dean. Neither of us had slept what felt like for days. Dean was sitting like a marble sculpture, not moving at all.

"He will get better soon. He has to." I whispered as I inched my chair closer to Dean's. I took his hands into mine and looked at him. "Dean, please, I'm begging you to go home and sleep for a few hours, and maybe take a shower. It'll help you get your head clearer."

"I can't, Y/N. I can't leave him here. It was supposed to be me. " I saw his eyes tearing up. "He's my baby brother. I was supposed to protect him. I cannot leave him now."

"Okay, this is it." I said as I climbed onto his lap. I took his face in my hands and turned him to face up to me. "Listen to me. Go home. You won't be any help if you'll pass out from exhaustion at one point. You need to sleep. I'll stay and in few hours we can change. There's nothing we can do right now. Please, go." I finally saw him break down his facade and pulled him into hug. "Okay, I'll go. Just to take a shower and get couple of hours sleep. If anything changes, call me immediately, okay." He finally said and we got up from his chair. I hugged him again. "I will, honey. Go now." he gave me a quick kiss before turning to leave.

I managed to take few short naps, just to quickly rest my eyes. Otherwise the hospital coffee was doing the rest. As I was walking into ward, I saw Castiel next to Sam. "Cas! Where have you been? We've been praying to you like crazy!" I couldn't believe my eyes. "Y/N, don't lose hope. He'll come out of this." Cas said and then he disappeared again. "What the fuck, Cas? What to you mean "don't lose hope"?" I called out to now empty room. "You son of a bitch!" I muttered as I collapsed to the ground. It felt like I've been sitting in front of Sam's bed for hours, before pulling out my phone and texting Dean.

Y/N: Hey, I didn't want to wake you but wanted to let you know that Cas was just here. Cryptic as ever.

Dean's POV

I collapsed to the bed as soon as I got to my room and blacked out completely. Woke up few hours later, rested, more or less, bus still feeling crappy. So I decided to hit the shower, maybe it would make me feel better.

Everything that's happened in the past few months has got me thinking. Us, human beings, being as fragile as we are, we never know, when we're going to meet our end. So I'm going to do what I've waited for a long time.

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