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i do love romantic ships, but recently i've just really enjoyed writing platonic dynamics like siblings having each others backs and moms ... being motherly. does anyone want any platonic dynamics?
#i just love linda mothering her kids and having a happy marriage#and lisa and bart being there for each other#and sean and alyssa or alyssa and max or max and lisa being besties#or lisa and rain being rebel friends#𝐎𝐎𝐂 / where i fall is where i land
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Genshin cringe headcanons part 4: other Mondstadt characters
This post reclaims the term "cringe". If you use it as an insult or is triggered by it, please DNI
Name: Diona Katzlëin
Gender: demigirl catgender, she/mew/nya/paw
Pictures of Character:
Appearance: small for her age, white, ethnically german, chanel pink hair, blue eyes.
Age: 10
Personality: bold, insecure, naive, loyal, rebel, needy of affection but does not admit it
Area of greatest ability: alchemy (sometimes goes to the Knights to play with Klee and watches Sucrose and Albedo work)
Likes: alongating her body, snow, canned food, messing with alchemy and culinary, pursuing butterflies, hunting, fish
Dislikes: alcohol, drunk people, veggies, being frustrated
Fears/triggers: when Draff is drunk, wine smell, being around drunk clients on the bar all on mews on
Kins: cats, tsundere characters, pink, hot chocolat, coffee, hunter characters, furry
Family: Diluc, Kaeya (found family older brothers) Adelinde (adoptive aunt) Venti (found family parent)
Friends: Klee, Mika, Qiqi, Yaoyao, Jean, Sayu, Nahida, Sigewinne, Paimon
Disabilities: diabetes, anxiety disorder
Belief: believes Barbatos with not very specific practices.
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Name: Rosaria
Gender: trans woman, she/her
Pictures of Character:
Appearance: very tall, thin, pale, short ginger hair, black eyes, eyebags, has lots of scars through her body
Age: 30
Sexuality: aroace
Personality: dark, sincere, just, lazy, usually calm unless provoked, very protective, procrastinates a lot, can be very agressive
Area of greatest ability: Fighting
Likes: wine, dandelions, beef, resting, sleeping, blood smell, the night
Dislikes: loud noises, criminals, doing her chores, sweets, praying
Fears/triggers: being touched, children being abused
Kins: gothic characters
Family: Razor (adoptive lil sibling) Barbara (found family lil sister) Varka (found family father)
Relationship status: single
Friends: Venti, Kaeya, Mona, Lisa, Diluc, Shenhe
Disabilities: autistic, anemic
Belief: does not care about religion at all, does not consider herself as anything
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Name: Diluc Ragnvindr
Gender: trans man, he/him
Pictures of Character:
Appearance: ethnically german, pale, white, long ginger hair, brown eyes, has many scars
Age: 25
Sexuality: aroace
Personality: introvert, grumpy, just, sincere, protective, likes kids even though he doesn’t seem to, way too proud in many situations
Area of greatest ability: chemicals
Likes: grape juice, birds, pieces of art, kids
Dislikes: lying, betrayal, knights, wine, rain
Fears/triggers: dragons, rainy nights, cold, death
Kins: flames, art, warm colors, grapes, Birds
Family: Crepus (biological dad) Kaeya (adoptive younger brother) Adelinde (found family mom) Jean, Albedo, Fischl, Klee, Bennett, Razor, Barbara, Hu Tao, Qiqi, Diona (found family siblings)
Relationship status: single
Friends: Rosaria, Venti, Zhongli, Eula, Neuvillette, Ayato, Thoma, Alhaitham, Xiao
Disabilities: autistic, depression, chronic migraines, chronic stomach aches, gets medicine with Albedo
Belief: believes Barbatos in a way that resembles jewish beliefs
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Name: Mona Megistus
Gender: trans woman, she/star/night/galaxy/constellation
Pictures of Character:
Appearance: romani, dark skin, tall, thin, brown eyes, black hair in two ponytails
Age: 19
Sexuality: lesbian
Personality: proud, inattentive, curious, demands a lot from others and starself, loyal, very caring but too insecure to show it
Area of greatest ability: astronomy and astrology
Likes: the stars, studying, gazing at drawings, free stuff, salad, roleplaying with Fischl
Dislikes: expensive food, having no mora, being scolded by Barbeloth
Fears/triggers: being stuck somewhere, being yelled at
Kins: galaxy, stars, constellations, tarot.
Family: Barbeloth (found family grandmother) Fischl (biological cousin)
Relationship status: single
Friends: Kazuha, Xinyan, Albedo, Kaeya, Klee, Lisa, Venti, Lyney
Disabilities: bipolar disorder, anxiety, ADHD, diabetes, gets medicine with Albedo
Belief: has a wild kaleidoskope of beliefs around deities from all over Teyvat, considers nightself as pagan.
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Name: Venti/Barbatos
Gender: nonbinary, they/them
Pictures of Character:
Appearance: ethnically german, white, pale, small, black and light green hair usually braided, light green eyes
Age: chronologically 2938, physically 19
Sexuality: aroace
Personality: relaxed, playful, musical, poet-like, does not let go of past, very parental in secret
Area of greatest ability: music
Likes: all forms of art, lyre, alcohol, apples, singing, cecilias, playing around with their kids
Dislikes: being around cats, when the wind is not blowing, cheese, Celestia
Fears/triggers: letting their loved ones die, being weak, the heavenly principles
Kins: does not has kins as they are the embodyments of the concepts they’d kin, but support their children who do
Family: Mondstadt people (found family children) Zhongli (found family uncle) Xiao (found family cousin)
Relationship status: single
Friends: Hu Tao, Ganyu, Xianyun, Xinyan, Kazuha, Heizou, Faruzan, Lynette, Sayu, Wanderer, Nahida, Ei, Miko, Furina, Neuvillette
Disabilities: autistic, arthritis, dyslexia, dyspraxia, ADHD, almost always uses their anemo power to make it easier for their joints while they walk
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Name: Klee
Gender: trans girl, she/kaboom
Pictures of Character:
Appearance: ethnically german, white, pale, blonde hair she usually keeps in two buns, long ears, chubby, brown-to-red eyes
Age: 9
Personality: explosive, extroverted, kind, helpful, impulsive, energic, naive, lovely
Area of greatest ability: mechanics
Likes: adventuring, exploding things, creating bombs, knights, lizards, fluffy things, playing with kabooms friends, drawing
Dislikes: being alone, crabs, being grounded
Fears/triggers: not seeing her mom again, losing Albedo
Kins: sparkles, knights, explosions.
Family: Alice (biological mom) Albedo (adoptive older brother) Kaeya, Diluc, Qiqi, Diona, Hu Tao, Zhongli, Ajax, Xiao (found family siblings)
Friends: Yaoyao, Nahida, Sayu, Sigewinne, Bennett, Razor, Fischl, Mona, Jean, Lisa, Itto, Yoimiya, Thoma, Amber, Noelle, Venti
Disabilities: autistic, hyperactive, HoH
Belief: believes Barbatos and has been raised around catholic-like and jewish-like practices, incorporating both on her day-to-day life.
#genshin headcanons#genshin impact#cringe culture is dead#be cringe be free#diona kätzlein#rosaria#diluc ragnvindr#mona megistus#venti#barbatos#klee
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THE CELESTIAL JUKEBOX, PRESENT TENSE - 250 SONGS
Again, some of this is personal and sentimental, linked to time and place and experience.
50 Cent, “Many Men (Wish Death)”
100 gecs, “800db cloud”
10,000 Maniacs, “Candy Everybody Wants”
Bryan Adams, “Everything I Do”
Herb Alpert & The Tijuana Brass, “Spanish Flea”
America, “Sister Golden Hair”
Julie Andrews, “My Favorite Things”
Animal Collective, “Brother Sport”
Aphex Twin, “Tha”
Fiona Apple, “Extraordinary Machine”
Louis Armstrong, “What a Wonderful World”
Ash, “Shining Light”
Atlantic Starr, “Always”
Atlas Sound, “Washington School”
Autechre, “Vose In”
The B-52s, “Deadbeat Club”
Bananarama, “Cruel Summer”
The Beatles, “All My Loving”
Beck, “Girl”
Belle & Sebastian, “Seymour Stein”
Benoit & Sergio, “Boy Trouble”
Beyoncé, “Countdown”
Bikini Kill, “Alien She”
Bilal, “West Side Girl”
Bjork, “It’s Oh So Quiet”
Black Dice, “Pigs”
Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, “Stop”
The Black-Eyed Peas, “Imma Be”
Blast Off Country Style, “Cutie Pie”
Blondie, “Heart of Glass”
The Bloodhound Gang, “Your Only Friends Are Make-Believe”
The Box Tops, “The Letter”
Brainiac, “I Am A Cracked Machine”
Michelle Branch, “Everywhere”
Laura Branigan, “Gloria”
The Breeders, “Off You”
Danny Brown, “Gremlins”
James Brown, “Get Up I Feel Like Being a Sex Machine”
Jackson Browne, “Somebody’s Baby”
Vanessa Carlton, “A Thousand Miles”
Harry Chapin, “Cat’s in the Cradle”
Tracy Chapman, “Fast Car”
The Carpenters, “Yesterday Once More”
Julian Casablancas and the Voidz, “Human Sadness”
The Chemical Brothers, “Free Yourself”
Chixdiggit!, “My Restaurant”
Cibo Matto, “Sunday, Pt. 1”
Ciara feat. Missy Elliott, “One, Two Step”
Clipse, “Dirty Money”
Jim Croce, “Operator”
Crosby, Stills, and Nash, “You Don’t Have To Cry”
Christopher Cross, “Ride Like the Wind”
Cryptacize, “Mythomania”
Crystal Castles, “Air War”
Culture Club, “Karma Chameleon”
Terrence Trent D’Arby, “Sign Your Name”
Daft Punk, “Around the World”
Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick & Tich, “Hold Tight”
Dead Kennedys, “Kill the Poor”
DeBarge, “The Rhythm of the Night”
Deerhoof, “+81”
Deerhunter, “Octet”
Depeche Mode, “Personal Jesus”
Dial, “Helium”
The Diplomats, “Dipset Anthem”
DMX, “Stop Being Greedy”
The Doobie Brothers, “Black Water”
Dr. Dre feat. Snoop Dogg, “Nuthin’ But a G Thang”
The-Dream, “Love King”
Duran Duran, “Hungry Like The Wolf”
Bob Dylan, “Positively 4th Street”
The Eagles, “Lyin’ Eyes”
Eat Skull, “Cooking a Way to be Happy”
Elastica, “Connection”
The Everly Brothers, “All I Have to Do is Dream”
The Ben Folds Five, “The Battle of Who Could Care Less”
Eleanor Friedberger, “Stare at the Sun”
Eminem feat. Dido, “Stan”
Brian Eno, “Cindy Tells Me”
Eurythmics, “Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)”
Extreme, “More Than Words”
The Fall, “Glam-Racket”
Roberta Flack, “Killing Me Softly With His Song”
Flipper, “Ha Ha Ha”
Dan Fogelberg, “Longer”
The Free Design, “The Proper Ornaments”
Fur, “Devil to the Lamb”
Garbage, “Only Happy When It Rains”
Judy Garland, “Over the Rainbow”
Kevin Gates, “Paper Chasers”
Ghostface Killah, “Shakey Dog”
Freddie Gibbs, “20 Karat Jesus”
Godspeed You! Black Emperor, “The Dead Flag Blues”
Gorillaz feat. De La Soul, “Feel Good Inc.”
Go Sailor, “I’m Still Crying”
Granddaddy, “A.M. 180”
Colleen Green, “I Want to Grow Up”
Green Day, “Basket Case”
Grimes, “REALITi”
Gucci Mane, “Break Ya Self (Brrrussia version)”
Guided By Voices, “Teenage FBI”
Harvey Danger, “Flagpole Sitta”
Helium, “XXX”
Keri Hilson, “Pretty Girl Rock”
Hole, “Malibu”
The Hollies, “All I Need Is The Air That I Breathe”
Michael Jackson, “Rock With You”
Jay-Z, “Hard Knock Life”
Henry Jacobs, “Guitar Lesson”
Jawbreaker, “Fireman”
Jeremih, “Oui”
Jewel, “Standing Still”
Jimmy Eat World, “Sweetness”
Billy Joel, “Uptown Girl”
Scott Joplin, “The Entertainer”
Journey, “Don’t Stop Believin’”
Juelz Santana, “Mixin’ up the Medicine”
R. Kelly feat. T.I. & T-Pain, “I’m a Flirt (Remix)”
Kool and the Gang, “Celebration”
Lana Del Rey, “Off to the Races”
Lagwagon, “May 16”
The Libertines, “Horror Show”
Limp Bizkit, “Re-Arranged”
Lindstrom, “Where You Go I Go Too”
Lisa Lisa & Cult Jam, “Lost in Emotion”
Lit, “My Own Worst Enemy”
The Lonely Island feat. T-Pain, “I’m on a Boat”
Lotus Plaza, “What Grows?”
Lower Dens, “Candy”
Courtney Love, “I’ll Do Anything”
Love As Laughter, “Idol Worship”
M.I.A, “Bamboo Banga”
Madonna, “Hung Up”
Madlib, “Mystic Bounce”
Stephen Malkmus and the Jicks, “Ramp of Death”
The Mamas and the Papas, “California Dreamin’”
John Mayer, “New Light”
Meek Mill, “Dreams and Nightmares Intro”
Men at Work, “Safety Dance”
George Michael, “Faith”
The Modern Lovers, “I’m Straight”
Modest Mouse, “Heart Cooks Brain”
The Moldy Peaches, “Nothing Came Out”
Chris Montez, “The More I See You”
Alanis Morissette, “Head Over Feet”
Jason Mraz and Colbie Caillat, “Lucky”
MXPX, “Party, My House, Be There”
My Bloody Valentine, “You Never Should”
Nas, “The World Is Yours”
Johnny Nash, “I Can See Clearly Now”
Neu!, “Hallogallo”
New Order, “Subculture”
New Pornographers, “The Laws Have Changed”
Wayne Newton, “Danke Schoen”
Harry Nilsson, “Jump into the Fire”
Nine Inch Nails, “Wish”
Nirvana, “About a Girl”
The Notorious B.I.G., “Warning”
Maura O’Connell, “Summerfly”
The Orb, “Little Fluffy Clouds”
Panda Bear, “Mr Noah”
Pavement, “Harness Your Hopes (BBC Evening Session)”
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, “They Reminisce Over You (T.R.O.Y.)”
Liz Phair, “Shane”
Pinhead Gunpowder, “I Am An Elephant”
The Platters, “Only You (And You Alone)”
The Pointer Sisters, “Jump”
Michael Praetorius, “Es ist ein Ros entsprungen”
Elvis Presley, “A Little Less Conversation”
Primal Scream, “Keep Your Dreams”
The Prodigy, “Breathe”
Propaghandi, “Anti-Manifesto”
Brian Protheroe, “Pinball”
Psychic Graveyard, “No”
Public Enemy, “Fight The Power”
Aileen Quinn, “Tomorrow”
Radiohead, “A Wolf at the Door”
Gerry Rafferty, “Right Down the Line”
Bonnie Raitt, “Something to Talk About”
The Ramones, “Chain Saw”
Otis Redding, “(Sittin’ On) The Dock of the Bay”
Trent Reznor and Atticus Ross, “In Motion”
Lou Reed and Metallica, “Junior Dad”
Rihanna feat. Jay-Z, “Umbrella”
Kenny Rogers and Dolly Parton, “Islands in the Stream”
The Rolling Stones, “Sympathy for the Devil”
Linda Ronstadt and James Ingram, “Somewhere Out There”
Rosemary Krust, “Private Amber”
Diana Ross, “Theme From Mahogany”
Roxy Music, “More Than This”
A Savage, “Eyeballs”
The Shangri-Las, “Leader of the Pack”
Shanice, “I Love Your Smile”
Ed Sheeran, “Thinking Out Loud”
Sightings, “Yellow”
The Silver Jews, “Blue Arrangements”
Alan Silvestri, “The Back to the Future theme”
Paul Simon, “Kodachrome”
Ashlee Simpson, “Pieces of Me”
Slade, “Cum On Feel the Noize”
The Smashing Pumpkins, “Here’s to the Atom Bomb (New Wave version)”
The Soft Pink Truth, “Do They Owe Us A Living?”
Sonic Youth, “Jams Run Free”
Jordan Sparks and Chris Brown, “No Air”
Spoon, “The Mystery Zone”
Starving Weirdos, “Land Lines”
Stereolab, “Plastic Mile”
The Strokes, “12:51”
Swell Maps, “Let’s Build A Car”
Taylor Swift, “Style”
Stylophonic, “R U Experienced”
Jazmine Sullivan, “Mascara”
Suicidal Tendencies, “Institutionalized”
Taco, “Puttin’ on the Ritz”
James Taylor, “You’ve Got a Friend”
Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky, “Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy”
Throwing Muses, “Not Too Soon”
TLC, “Baby-Baby-Baby”
Tortoise, “Djed”
The Toys, “A Lover’s Concerto”
John Travolta and Olivia Newton-John, “Summer Nights”
A Tribe Called Quest, “Can I Kick It?”
UB40, “Red Red Wine”
Joe Walsh, “Life’s Been Good”
Scott Weiland, “Paralysis”
Steely Dan, “Do It Again”
Stiff Little Fingers, “Suspect Device”
Stylophonic, “RU Experienced?”
T.I., “What You Know”
Mary Timony, “Blood Tree”
that dog., “I’m Gonna See You”
The Tymes, “So Much In Love”
Ultimate Painting, “Out in the Cold”
The Unicorns, “Child Star”
The Velvet Underground, “The Gift”
Waka Flocka Flame, “Hard in da Paint”
Ween, “Even If You Don’t”
Weezer, “Endless Bummer”
Kanye West, “Devil in a New Dress (G.O.O.D. Fridays version)”
WHAM!, “Wake Me Up (Before You Go-Go)”
White Hassle, “Oh, What a Feeling”
Matthew Wilder, “Break My Stride”
Bill Withers, “Lean on Me”
Wolf Eyes, “Human Animal”
Stevie Wonder, “My Cherie Amour”
Wye Oak, “Siamese”
The Yeah Yeah Yeahs, “Maps”
Yo La Tengo, “My Heart’s Reflection”
Zaimph, “Removing Bits of History”
The Zombies, “Time of the Season”
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Alexander Vodka lines
I did most of the characters, but some I don't know or genuinely can't think of anything. Hope this is good >-<
Hello: Hey there, your that Traveler fella ain’t ya? Hope I don't owe you copyrights for the name. Hm? I don’t? Well then, what can I help ya with?
Adventures? Sure why not, I could use the inspiration.
Two names: You’re curious why I have two names? Well it's sort of a thing in Snezhnaya that officers and other high ranking people have two names, like how harbingers do. Since I’m a high ranking member of the Schneznayan authors association, well former member, I have the name “Eis Cay’zar” meaning “ice ruler”. And Alexander Vodka is a pen name. Hm? What's my resistance name and real one? Well now Traveler, a man must have some secrets.
Change of tone: Ah yes, people often find the way I change from more eloquent speech to more casual off putting. Well it's the same reason I wear two sets of clothes: sometimes I feel like looking like an old noir hero, other times I like looking like a new age caped crusader. Sometimes I like sounding high society, other times I enjoy sounding like I’m from Khaen’ria.
How do you know about Khaen’ria: Well I was looking for accents and found out about a place called “New York” or something, a bit of investigation and I discovered everything. My source? That's a secret, ehe.
Good morning: Mornin’ Traveler! What's in the mornin’ paper?
Noon: Lunch time, my favourite time of the day. Let’s go get some pizza, I’m famished!
Afternoon: Almost time to punch out, let's go knock some skulls first.
Night: *yawn* Today was fun, thanks buddy. Get some shut eye, or if you can't come meet me at (wanmin/angels share/the tea house), first rounds on me!
When it rains: I am so glad I got over my fear of contacts.
When it rains(with glasses outfit): Hey can we get under something? I can barely see!
When it stops raining: The smell that comes after rain has always been one of my favorites.
When it snows: Perfect weather to bundle up with a nice hot cup of hot chocolate!
When it stops snowing: Do you ever miss home, Traveler?
About freedom: I warned Barbados, you know that? I knew that as long as he saw it coming, Signora wouldn’t stand a chance. But he just looked at me and said, “good, when I’m gone mondstadt will be truly free of the gods”. That’s a man I’d follow to the depths of the abyss and back.
About Venti: Speaking of Barbados, he’s a great drinking buddy. Me and him knock back a couple hundred rounds whenever I’m in Mondstadt! Course I’m always paying the tab, but I consider it a way of repaying him for making songs about my books.
About Kaeya: The cavalry captain? He’s pretty cool if you ask me, modeled as Rex Mondoleon for the cover of a historical fiction book I made. But I’d still like to know what he’s hiding behind that smile.
About Diluc: Don’t tell him I told you this, but one time I found Diluc after he was hit by an abyss spell that made him drunk. While he was drunk he kept ranting about how sorry he is for kicking out his brother. The poor guy has all that forgiveness in him but he’s too afraid to let it out.
About Jean: The acting grandmaster of the knights is someone truly deserving of respect. She leads by being a good person and earning the respect of her people, and she has never once tried to cover up the mistakes of the knights. In fact if a knight makes a mistake she’ll rush out to fix it. Jean should be the grandmaster, not that crooked old bastard.
About Lisa: Lisa was my first friend in Mondstadt. She mailed me about getting copies of my books into the Mondstadt library, I said I’d do a signing to promote a new one, one thing led to another and now we have tea every ninth day of the month.
About Rosaria: Don’t tell anyone, but I’m very sure she’s a vampire. A nice one, but still.
About Barbara: Awe that little doll? I once saw her kill multiple fatui because they threatened some sick and injured travelers. So I think she’s a great person, takes compassion to save lives and guts to handle taking them as well.
About Bennett: Bennett? Yeah I know him, nice kid. He likes my books but kept breaking them, so now I make special enchanted ones so he can’t break them even if he tried.
About Razor: The guardian of wolvendom? He’s a weird one alright, but he’s not a bad guy. I taught him how to read and write.
About Fischl: That crazy kid? I don’t care what everyone else says, she’s nice. People need to learn to just leave people alone, she’s not hurting anyone with her persona.
About Noelle: You will never find someone more dedicated too...well anything than Noelle is too the knights and her training.
About Klee: Klee and I are great friends! Nothing is more stimulating than massive explosions!
About Amber: She always has interesting stories to tell, like one time where she got rid of some bandits by making a dummy merchant cart filled with explosives! Or the time she had to help a kid get her pet giant snake out from the cathedral!
About Zhongli: Heh, he thinks he’s slick, but I know he’s Rex Lapis. Gotta say I kinda hate him for just giving up his gnosis, however he did it to free his people so I can’t be mad.
About Ninnguang: Never much cared for economics because I don’t know much about ‘em, so I can’t say anything about her business sense. But I can say that she’s a great leader who puts her people first.
About Keqing: Haven’t talked to her enough to know much, but she’s dedicated to her people and that's enough for me. Her dislike of blind faith in the gods is definitely enough to make me want to get to know her better though.
About Qiqi: Qiqi’s a nice kid, I don’t care what anyone says her being a zombie doesn’t make her bad.
About Baizhu: Snake man? Nice guy, helps me be accurate in my books. Always worry about him though, one hot breeze and he’s out like a light.
About Xingqiu: Xingqiu always tries to hide his good deeds, and while I can respect anonymity I can’t let a hero go unsung. So I’ve written multiple short stories about him using a different name, and put in the beginnings that it’s based on a true story.
About Chongyun: His popsicles are great inventions, I’ve played around with the idea a bit and made flavored ones. So far I’ve got strawberry and grape down and am working on this weird fruit called a..Banananana? I think?
About Beidou: Captain Beidou is so cool! She tells me stories about her journeys out to see and I write about them, but after seeing her in action I can’t really say that I do her justice.
About Kazuha: Kazuha has suffered so much, yet he refuses to give up and curl up away from the world when he so easily could. I have immense respect for him.
About Xianling: You’d be surprised at how good slime and boar tusk can be.
About Xiao: I’ve written down many myths and legends of the yaksha, but sadly I've never seen him in person.
About Verr Goldet: Oh she’s great company! Good business sense, and always polite.
About Gorou: Many people rightly attribute the Resistance’s survival and victories to general Kokomi, but it’s wrong to say general Gorou isn’t a brilliant strategist. He knows how to rally his men against impossible odds, and how to keep them standing against them. I’d follow general Gorou into battle any day.
About Ayaka: Ayaka seems so lonely, I hope when this is all done she can have some form of social life.
About Thoma: Thoma’s as cool as he seems. He always has a level head, and solves problems smoothly and without issues.
About Yoimia: KABOOOM!
About Kokomi: One time I was doing an interview of her excellency, to boost morale and draw new members. I intended on asking for her autograph, only for her to ask for mine! I’ve been riding that high for a while now and still ain’t come down.
About Signora: I hate fatui, but without that she has some good qualities: most of her power is her own unlike most other harbingers, and she’s a sharp dresser. Plus she’s actually justified in her choice to join the fatui, not excused, but isolation can justify many crimes in my book. But no matter what I can’t forgive her. She attacked my friend without a chance for him to fight back, and was unfairly cruel. Nothing can justify that, and I will not forgive her as long as she remains unapologetic for her cowardly cruelty.
About Childe: Fatui are scum, but Childe’s probably the best of them: he personally tries to keep civilians and the weak out of fatui business, and he’s only in it to make sure his family lives well. He also is powerful on his own, but most of his strength is the Tsaritsa’s well deserved gifts. Still though, he’s just a single stressful day from losing all his morals. I can’t leave the fate of my homeland to a madman like him, not unless he gets therapy.
About Scaramouche: Scaramouche...that bastard, it’s been five years and he still owes me 30,061 mora.
About the Fatui: The fatui are really just people who are lost or genuinely believe they’re in the right, and while I can sympathize and respect many of them I can't agree nor can I just stand by and watch. The grunts usually aren’t that bad, honestly they’re more like underpaid graduates new to the workforce, but the fighters you see daily? Almost all of them are scum no better than raiders, and debt collectors are the worst of them because they’ll do anything they can to scam you out of everything in their contracts.
About us-commissions: You know, if you’d like to commission a biography it’s 100 mora per ten pages.
About us-inspiration: You’re a font of inspiration for me, ya know that?
About us-fellow rebels: I’ve been with ya enough to know that this path you’re on, the one to find your sis/bro, you’re fighting against something far beyond my ability to deal with. I won’t abandon you, I’ll be here every step of the way.
About us-friends: We’ve been through a lot pal, I’m glad to call you my friend. Please, call me my rebel name: it’s Belgrade, named after the city where some very brave men took their last stand against oppression.
Hobbies: Well you have reading and writing, otherwise? Can't think of anything.
Favorite food: Grilled tiger fish, come get it while it’s hot!
Least favorite food: I really wanna try it, but I can’t have almond tofu. Or any nuts. Closes my throat right up.
Something to share: Hehe, I got embarrassing dirt on all the harbingers. Signora? She has a Tsaritsa body pillow. Scaramouche? He knits sweaters for his pet pig, cute but he hates letting people know. And Childe? Hoo man, the pics I’ve got on him have put a pretty mora on my head.
About me: Hey have you seen my dice? I wanted to teach the mondstadt kids how to play them...hm? What?! No, not gambling! It’s, uh, a tad embarrassing...h-hey look! Literally anything else, let's pay attention to it!
About me II: Alright! These rolls are great, can’t wait to use them next game. I’m so proud of Fischl, so young yet so imaginative. She’s already-ah! T-traveler! What are you doing?..
You know I’m the one meant to be learning the secrets here.
About me III: Back in Snezhnaya, everyone looks down on things that don’t “conform” where even the most rigid of nations like Inazuma have stopped caring. Adults can't play games, men can’t wear dresses, can’t even have a “weird” sense of humor. No laws against it, but being outcasted is...it’s not good…
About me IV: I wish I grew up in Mondstadt. The kids there are so free to be themselves, and the adults aren’t pressured to be nothing more than working hands. It’s not perfect, after all people are rude to Fischl and Benny for being “different”, but it’s better that’s for sure.
About me V: Hey traveler...this is...no it’s not embarrassing. You’re my friend and I have no reason to be embarrassed by wanting to enjoy time with you! Fischl’s going to run a pen and paper dice game, ever played one? It’s super fun, you get to be anything you want really, and it’s a great way to bond.
You will? Great! I’ll help you make a character!
Alexander’s troubles: It’s so hard to find publishers these days. Noone wants an actual plot, they just want twist after twist. What’s up with that?! Shock value is no substitute for characters you love living fulfilling lives.
Happy birthday: Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday you crazy bastard, happy birthday to you! Seriously pal, you put yourself in harm's way every day it seems, we literally met when you were fighting an actual god! Actually, know what? No danger all day! We’re wrapping ourselves in blankets and just relaxing!
Feelings about ascension-intro: woah, somethin’ feels different. I like it!
Feelings about ascension-building up: man, I’m feeling inspired all of a sudden! Hey traveller, give me a prompt!
Feelings about ascension-climax: HA! I don’t know what high I’m riding but I like it, I just finished writing a whole book series!
Feelings about ascension-conclusion: WOO! YEAH! ULRICH MIKAEL KEEPS WINNIN’!-I-I meant Alexand-ah forget it, I’m feelin’ too good to care!
OCs:
About Louis: That crazy inventor guy from Fontaine? I heard he got used by the fatui, damn shame that. Noone deserves to have their heart played with like that.
About Spritefather: You ever heard of Spritefather? I’ve only heard legends, but the fanmail I keep getting tells me that sometimes things are only legendary until someone writes them down.
About the Storytraveler: There’s this woman who travels from universe to universe to fix things, she’s in Teyvat right now. You should meet her, really nice person. But her powers are a bit weird, why does she transform like that? It takes so much time!
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Tagging: @love-psxlm, @storytravelled, @genshin-obsessed, @golden-wingseos
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Rebel Without A Cause-Ch 20
A/N: Here is it guys! The last chapter of Rebel Without A Cause. There is a 2 part epilogue that I am going to post over the weekend. So this story will officially be completed on Sunday (3/15). Also, the song in this chapter is not an actual song. It is one my beta, @lostinaseaoffictionalbliss and I wrote for this.
As Maggie nears the door at the end of the hall, she can't help but recall the dream she had had; Dean cheating with a blonde named Suzie. She keeps reminding herself it had been a moment of self-doubt and uncertainty.
After Mr. Singer had tried to task her with another month of plays and shows to attend, she had realized that Bob Singer was being manipulated by his step-daughter, Jo, to keep Maggie away from Dean. So, she had turned in her week's resignation and packed up her cubicle, leaving Ft. Garrison News behind. Maggie had uncovered the association between her boss and co-worker when she had heard Jo call the woman known as Mrs. Singer, Mom. It didn't take much to put the rest of the puzzle together to figure out that Jo was using her connections to thwart Maggie from seeing Dean.
Rayne had promised to keep Maggie's employment status a secret from Dean and had assured her that they would figure out something to do. Maggie had confided in Rayne about her family and their treatment of her and how she refused to go back there with her tail between her legs. Rayne had also influenced Maggie to come out 'on the road' with her and the band as they traveled to different cities and towns for gigs.
So, here she is, standing outside Dean's door ready to knock and surprise him. She hadn't told him she was coming and had gotten a shock of her own to find out he had begun insisting on his own room and no longer shared a suite with the rest of the band. Apparently, he wanted nothing to do with the frequent routine of orgies and fraternizing that the band had with groupies and fans. More proof that his words were true, he did love her and didn't want to do anything to ruin that.
Raising her hand, she rapped her knuckles against the door. "Just a second!" She heard Dean say. Hearing the words in person through a piece of pressed wood made her smile. Phone calls and Skype conversations just weren't enough. She wanted to feel the deep timbre of his voice wash over her, to be face to face with him when she told him. They had a lot to discuss, after all.
She hears the click of the lock and watches with trepidation as the knob turns and the door begins to open. What if he wasn't happy to see her? What if her arrival wasn't a surprise for him but a disappointment? Would he be happy to see her or would he be upset she was here? Maggie took a deep breath as the door came fully open to reveal her boyfriend. "Surprise!" She said smiling nervously, pausing for his reaction.
"Mags?" Dean questions, the look of shock evident on his face. "Wha-what are you doing here?"
His inquiry leaves her feeling concerned and anxious. She begins second-guessing herself but before she can get too far in her own insecurities, Dean tugs her to him, pulling her into the room and closing the door. He wraps his strong arms around her, hugging her tightly. "Baby. Goddamn, I've missed you!" Maggie can hear the delight in his voice. "Are you really here?! I'm not, like dreaming or something am I?"
Giggling, Maggie pulls back and takes him in. Deep forest green eyes with specks of hazel that reminds her of leaves after a rain, his square cheekbones that lead to a sharp jawline, plump pink lips that captivate her when they stretch into a smile over perfectly straight white teeth. When the tip of his tongue peeks through those ivories in amusement and contentment she is completely enchanted. This beautiful specimen of man should be a sin but she'd happily go to Hell to call him hers.
"Baby," Dean queries, pulling Maggie from her thoughts. "What are you doing here? I thought you were swamped with shows and plays for work?"
"Yea, about that…."
"And so I told him everything," Maggie finishes telling Rayne, explaining Dean's reaction to her resigning her position at the newspaper.
After she and Dean had gotten reacquainted after two long weeks of being away from one another, Maggie calls Rayne to go get a bite to eat while the band rehearses and finishes setting up. The two best friends sat in a booth at a local bar and grill and caught up.
"So," Rayne says grabbing a fry and dipping it in ketchup. "The bitch got jealous and used her contacts to sabotage you. What did she think she would accomplish? That she'd have a chance with Dean? Psh, whatever. That man is madly in love with you," Rayne accidentally spills, not catching the admission right away. Not until the lack of response from Maggie does she look up to see her friend staring at her, eyes wide. "Oh come on! Maggie, you gotta know that man is head over heels in love with you." Rayne knows it's too late to try to retract anything but the truth is out now so she goes with it. "Maggie, Dean has practically become a recluse. He stays to himself before and after the shows. He just goes out there, does what is needed and comes back to sit to the side and stare at his phone, at the pictures of you on his phone. Girl, the man is smitten."
"He told me he loved me," Maggie says nonchalantly, taking a bite of salad.
"WHAT?!" Rayne yells, bringing everyone's attention to them. "WHEN? OH MY GOD! MAGGIE WHY HAVEN'T YOU TOLD ME?"
"Shhh!" Maggie's shushed Rayne and leans forward over her plate. "It was a lethargic statement. I doubt he even realizes he said it. Just don't say anything. Don't even tell Sam." Maggie sits back but can still see the glee on her friend’s face. "Rayne, promise me you will keep your mouth shut. Please? He didn't mean it. It was right after we had Skype sex, he was just in the moment."
Rayne feels disappointment and defeat at Maggie's blatant disregard of Dean's profession. She spends the rest of the meal trying to figure out how to prove to Maggie that she is wrong in her assumption.
Dean sits in his private suite, wishing Maggie was there. It's been almost three weeks since she has been able to be at any of his gigs and he misses her immensely. He misses the way her presence calms and soothes him. It didn't matter how many performances the Winchester Sex Bombs gave, Dean's nerves are always raging and on edge. He would usually drink them away but since Maggie Fitzgerald came into his life 8 months ago, he only needs to be in her embrace to get the feeling of peace and tranquility. His performances seem to have improved with her in his life, too.
She is so much different than her step-sister. Dean thinks back to his younger days when he dated Lisa Braeden. He was so young and immature that he just shrugged off all the warning signs. Clues of her true nature should've had him running for the hills but in his juvenile brain, he overlooked all the flags in favor of getting his dick wet. Dean regretted ever giving that gift, his virginity, to such a vile human being.
Where Lisa is horrible and nasty, Maggie is the exact opposite. Maggie is good and kind, a gentle soul. Someone Dean can see spending the rest of his life with. Dean rummages through his bag until his hand runs across the velvet box stored inside. He's had the ring for a week now, waiting for his love to return to him. He planned to propose to her in the same setting that brought her back into his life, one of his concerts but work has kept them apart.
A knock on the door makes him jump and he takes one last look at the piece of jewelry before hiding it back in his bag. "Just a second."
Expecting to see Sam or one of his other bandmates, Dean unlocks the door and opens it. He knows the band has rehearsal but that wasn't until later. But knowing Sam, he wants to go over the revisions to their set one more time. He can't believe his eyes when he realizes who his visitor is. His heart skips a beat and he feels overjoyed. "Mags? What-what are you doing here?" He asks but all he wants to do is pull her to him and lavish her with all the love he has for her. And so he does. Pulling her body to his, he quickly closes the door and hugs her to him, his arms embrace her. He can smell her body wash, some minty aroma that drives his senses wild. He can't help but bury his nose in her hair and inhale. Dean can't believe she’s finally back in his arms. She is finally back where she belongs.
"Baby. Goddamn, I've missed you!" He doesn't even attempt to hide his glee. "Are you really here?! I'm not, like dreaming or something am I?"
Her giggle is the sweetest sound on earth, followed closely by the moans she wails when he is deep inside her. His dick twitches at the thought. She pulls back and he takes the time to study the woman who has stolen his heart. Her dark brown eyes remind him of saccharine chocolate, her hair the light golden brown of chestnuts. Her face is the epitome of beauty. High cheekbones, full kissable lips, and a tiny button nose. He pecks her lips with a smile. She is here, in his arms; his heart feels like it is going to explode in bliss.
"Baby," he asks. "What are you doing here? I thought you were swamped with shows and plays for work?"
"Yea, about that…." Maggie sighs and pulls from his grasp. "I resigned." Dean quirks an eyebrow and she continues, beginning to pace in front of him. "Apparently Jo is Mr. Singer's step-daughter and she used him to keep us apart."
"What? Why? How?" Dean blasts, confused and perturbed. Someone was trying to sabotage her, them, their relationship? It pissed him off more than he could explain. He would fight tooth and nail for the woman before him.
"Jealousy," Maggie shrugs as she stops her stride. "She was jealous that you picked me. That you and I are sleeping together. Real childish bullshit. So as soon as I figured it out, I put in my resignation and left. So now I'm unemployed and have to look for a new job. It will probably mean more time apart for us but…. Dean, I just couldn't stay at Ft. Garrison. Not after that. I'm sorry."
Dean pulls her back to him and envelopes her in a hug. "Don't you dare apologize, Mags. I don't blame you a bit. Jo is a major bitch for doing that. We'll figure something out, I promise okay?"
Dean looks down to see a small smile on her face as he feels her relax in his arms. He vows to do whatever it takes to keep her exactly where she is.
Dean swears he will never get used to the feeling of Maggie's body taking him in. As he settles inside her hot, wet cavern he revels in the sense of intimacy, the closeness to another person. This isn't just a hookup to him, isn't just another way to get off. To Dean, this is an intimate bond between him and the woman he loves. Between the push and pull of the dalliance, he bares his soul to Maggie. He lets her in more than he has ever done before.
He can feel her walls fluttering around his shaft and it enraptures him. His momentum increases and he reaches between their bodies to caress her swollen nub. He loves the fact that he can make her feel so good, can make her hit her peak so thoroughly. He watches with his forehead lain against hers, as her eyes roll back and her mouth hangs agape, a silent cry of pleasure.
Watching her climax is the highlight of his day. She is so beautiful in the throes of passion and his eyes well up when he thinks she is all his. It brings on his own end as he lets go and fills her with his release.
He knows that no matter what obstacles come their way, together they can conquer anything!
Dean decides during rehearsal to let the rest of the band in on his plans. He had teamed up with Sam and Meg and wrote a song for Maggie and with her being back, and the circumstances of her return, he decided tonight was the night to debut it.
"So, there's gonna be a little adjustment to the set tonight." Four sets of eyes look his way in confusion.
"What're you talkin' 'bout there Chief?" Benny spoke up for the rest of them.
"Sam, Meg, and I have been working on a song and I want to sing it tonight," Dean explains. "It holds special meaning to me and it's time."
"Are you sure?" Sam asks, skeptical of why his brother wants to perform that particular number. "I mean, will she even hear it?"
"Mags is here," Dean tells his brother. "Showed up a couple of hours ago. She's out with Rayne right now. So yea it's time," Dean says knowing his younger brother understands the meaning behind his words.
Dean turns to the other three. "So I was thinking in between 'Set Me Off' and ''Ex You Out'...."
The crowd is pumped. People are on the dance floor, dancing to the music while others sit at the tables or at the bar, nodding their heads or tapping their feet. Dean feels alive; he feels as if everything is right in the world. His band is drawing bigger and bigger crowds every night; his girl, his lover and best friend is in the shadows observing; and tonight his life will hopefully change. With just one word.
As the ending to 'Set Me Off' crescendos, he looks to Meg and she nods as she begins playing the soft notes on her keyboard.
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🎶Someone call the police
This girl has stolen my heart
A crime of passion has been unleashed
My heart is shackled to hers like a work of art
With only a glance I’m her prisoner for life.
With one look of her dazzling eyes
And one sway of her hips I was mesmerized
She’s got me all up in a twist
And I’m loving every bit of it
Feeling things I ain’t never felt before
Down deep in my core
Can’t shake this feeling although I tried
She’s got me hypnotized
Like a muppet on a string
I give her the reins
To mould me and shape me
Into who she needs me to be.
With only a glance I’m her prisoner for life.
With one look of her dazzling eyes
And one sway of her hips I was mesmerized
She’s got me all up in a twist
And I’m loving every bit of it
Feeling things I ain’t never felt before
Down deep in my core
Can’t shake this feeling although I tried
She’s got me hypnotized
She's got me hypnotized
She's got me stupefied
She's got me, heart and soul
I give her my all.🎶
"Ladies and gentlemen. Thank you for coming out tonight. The Winchester Sex Bombs deeply appreciate your support. Now if you don't mind, I want to take a minute to do something that's been years- I mean YEARS- in the making. Maggie, will you come out here?" Dean says as he looks toward the curtain he knows Maggie and Rayne are behind. He watches with laughter as Rayne pushes his girlfriend onto the stage. He can tell Maggie is nervous as hell on top of confused about why he called her out to join him.
As she nears center stage where he is, he removes his guitar and hands it off to Sam. The lights go out except for the spotlight that is shining right on them. Dean removes the microphone from its stand and grasps her hand in his free one.
"Margaret Eugenia Fitzgerald. I have known you since you were 14 years old and I have always felt this bond, this connection with you. Even when we went our separate ways, you would often cross my mind. Then one night, much like tonight. I saw you. I thought my eyes were deceiving me. I thought there was no way you were in the crowd at one of my concerts. But it was you. My life has become so much better since then and I know it will only get better." He lets go of her hand and pulls the ring from his pocket, then gets down on one knee.
Looking up at her, his angel, he asks the one question no one but Sam was anticipating. "Will you marry me?"
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#dean winchester#SUPERNATURAL AU#dean winchester au#rockstar!dean#reporter!reader#rockstar!dean x reporter!reader#Dean x OFC#lil bit of angst#lil bit of fluff#whole lotta smut#smutapalooza#e'erybody be fucking#my second foray into AUs#deans-baby-momma#rebel without a cause#maggie fitzgerald#dean x maggie
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hey look, it's IVY JOHNSON! she’s a TWENTY-FIVE year old originally from PORTLAND. i heard she’s pretty DEFENSIVE, but i think she’s so AMICABLE at the same time. while she’s terrified of being harmed, she’s perhaps more afraid of people finding out WHEN SHE WAS SIXTEEN SHE SNUCK HER BOYFRIEND INTO HER HOUSE AND HER DAD ACCIDENTALLY KILLED HIM THINKING HE WAS BREAKING / ENTERING. she had no idea what she was getting herself into when she moved to wrenbury. ➸ phoebe tonkin, bisexual, female + she/her PENNED BY MJ
ivy johnson intro –––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––
full name: ivy jane johnson
nicknames: ives, ivybelle
dob: july 5th, 1995
place of birth: portland, or
occupation: ex-coffee shop employee
sexual orientation: bisexual
appearance; standing at 5′8, 120 pounds, ivy finds herself feeling more frail nowadays than she does strong. though she has no reason to not workout, eat whatever she wants, just generally indulge, a piece of her does not allow her to delve into the happier sides of herself, thus leaving her more on the thin side. her style is big hoodies, big jeans, converse or vans. ivy doesn’t wear jewelry except for a ring that was shaped into a moon (a gift from her previous boyfriend).
personality; (+) amicable, virtuous, empathetic, resourceful (-) defensive, withdrawn, outcasted, pessimistic
aesthetics; tear soaked pillows, under eye bags, restless nights, apologetic, broken glass, oversized sweaters, messy buns, band-aids, heartache, meaningful tattoos
bedside table; cellphone charger, ibuprofen
biography: murder tw* depression tw*
When Jared and Lisa Johnson found out that their daughter was going to be born the day after the fourth of July, they thought she would be just as much a firecracker as the celebrations the day before had predicted. They couldn’t have imagined just how much of a handful the young girl would turn out to be. The wildness within her ran from her untamed locks to her dirty bare feet. It couldn’t be helped, she was a wild child raining down loud laughs and intense hugs. She was loved beyond belief.
Though there was a little Johnson that came after Ivy, it didn’t matter to her where the attention went, in fact, she thought that the more attention that was on her little sister, the more she could get lost in the world, find her own way around. Though her parents were more on the side of free love and hippy music, they allowed her to roam free and discover parts of herself that might not have otherwise come to the surface. They thought that all little girls should make their own marks on the world.
School was a struggle for Ivy. The more she wanted to rebel, the more she was repressed down into herself. She was given red lights, her sticks were moved, and her apple had fallen far from its tree more than she could count. Jared and Lisa were brought in multiple times and told they needed to have her tested, needed to settle her down, needed to do all these regimes with her to get her in order. If they didn’t she wouldn’t get out of Kindergarten. So the free love parents that praised her willful attitude before, now squashed every free feeling she had for the foreseeable future.
Rebelling against her parents proved to be worthless as Ivy grew older, she began to find her place among stacks and stacks of books. In the pages of dystopian novels, she could disappear and escape to places she could only dream of. Ivy would spend hours upon hours in the library just curling up to read her favorite authors. That was where she had met Jack. In her freshman year of high school, she had found the person her soul had wanted to be with. How many teens could say that? It started with sideways glances and notes pushed over to the other, but the relationship grew to sneaking kisses in between the stacks and hand holding through school.
Her parents, now strictly a khaki and button up family, enjoyed Jack’s company at the dinner table, but advised their daughter that she was not to seriously date until she was a junior. The rebellion in Ivy’s throat grew day-by-day the more her parents told her she couldn’t see Jack, couldn’t go to the movies with Jack, couldn’t do anything with Jack. One night, Ivy had had enough. Because Jack lived decently close to her, she texted him to come to her house and she would sneak him in. That night Ivy told Jack she loved him and kissed him until 3 am, when eyes were prickly with sleepiness. Just as Jack was exiting through a side window, Jared Johnson heard a noise, gathered his newly purchased firearm, and fired at the perceived burglar.
Ivy’s father was charged, but was not convicted. The guilt, shame, and sadness that hung over the Johnson household was palpable from streets across town. Ivy began taking classes online instead of going to school, and her parents removed the door to her room after a counselor suggested she may be depressed.
As her life slowly shifted, Ivy began to develop nasty habits of snapping at anyone who would dare enter her room or disturb her peace. It wasn’t fair that she had to live this life without Jack in it? Time went on, wounds grew scabs, and eventually Ivy graduated high school and joined the workforce. As she took a few online classes through the local community college, Ivy began to feel as if her life was finally getting back on track.
Between saving her money from living at home and working nonstop to get away from her family, Ivy had saved enough money to leave Portland and not look back, at least not for awhile. With a newly minted Bachelor’s Degree in English, Ivy began her new life with a trip to North Carolina...
wanted connections;
friends; my girl needs someone! anyone! to befriend her. though she may be a tad prickly on the outside, her heart is truly gold.
the person who gets her out of her shell; whether it’s talking weird and random facts (things that calm her down when she gets too in her head) or just the constant prodding, this person gets ivy to open up.
a love interest?; homegirl has had one boyfriend and that didn’t go so well. though she is bisexual, i think it would be interesting to see what sort of relationship could form after the tragedy of her last one.
an enemy; someone who doesn’t get ivy and who she is? maybe rubs ivy the wrong way from their actions?
open; i’m very open to any and every plot! this little sad bean needs a hug pls!
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primed to scream PRIMES! PRIMES! PRIMES!!
f i just typed the answer to most of these questions and chrome crashed so christ i have to fucking retype all these but much condensed because i am lazy.
2. chocolate bars or lollipops?
chocolate bars. but only milk. my mom buys exclusively Very Dark Chocolate though so i usually just stare at those and Wish.
3. bubblegum or cotton candy?
well bubblegum or cotton candy flavored stuff neither they both taste nauseating. if we’re talking about the actual stuff then bubblegum because i can pop it. this actually reminded me i have gum in the pantry from the beginning of the semester i havent even opened yet so now my roommates have you to thank for popping noises the next hr or so
5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups?
soda bottles because i dont like to drink soda quickly and so i want to close it and not let the carbon dioxide escape. soda cans a close second because it’s satisfying to open the tab.
7. earbuds or headphones?
wired earbuds because headphones are too big and clunky and you cant easily lay on your side with headphones on. but if my next pair of earbuds break within a month i might consider Switching because ive had 3 break on me in the past month and half and im at my wits end with earbuds.
11. what you have for breakfast on an average day?
i dont eat much for breakfast cause i want to sleep in until the last possible moment and i get stomachaches when i eat a lot in the morning but ill eat a piece of bread and yogurt maybe.
13. lanyard or key ring?
key ring but that’s just because i havent used a lanyard before. i think i would like a lanyard. im constantly looking for my keys in bags.
17. most frequently worn pair of shoes?
this pair of black sandals that i have tan lines on my feet from how much ive worn them
19. sleeping position?
ill sleep however... i like sleeping on my left side. on my stomach with my head to the right. on my back with my arms crossover my chest to keep warm. at the end of the bed with my head where my feet should be. i dont move at all when i sleep so freshman year when i had a lofted bed i think my roommate was a bit concerned in the beginning when i refused a bedrail because she thought i might fall. i never fell which was nice.
23. strange habits?
oh man idk i probably have a lot of those but nothing i can think about right now when im being put on the spot.
in elementary school i used to refuse to step on the yellow tiles at school.
29. best way to bond with you?
talk to me about the stuff i love!!!! and watch the stuff i love with me!!!! i am always down to [whatever the rabb.it replacement is these days] stuff with people and just generally both yell at each other and be passionate about stuff. currently what im passionate about is the stuff im screaming over at @winstonbillions so talk to me about that stuff!! please. i am always 3 seconds from screaming about ANY of that stuff.
31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names?
idk about outfits to kick ass and take names but i have outfits where i get my ass kicked and name taken aka what i wear to exams. which is my tower of pimps shirt which ive deemed lucky. is it lucky in any way? no, but i’m hoping if i wear it enough to exams it might.
37. suitcase or duffel bag?
duffel bag. suitcases are so large and unwieldily. that reminds me i have a suitcase of winter clothes in my trunk i need to take out.
41. last person you texted?
as in actual texts on my phone? that would be my dad. asking him if i should drop my class im failing.
as for the last person i instant messaged, that would be one of my mutuals through my musical theater sideblog im currently yelling at about [musical theater related interest]. im not kidding guys talk to me about the stuff i post about on @winstonbillions PLEASE
43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket?
2 months ago i would have said hoodie but im kinda becoming a cardigan kind of person now. theyre just Soft and and Long and Casual and i love them. hoodies are too hard to take off.
47. favorite type of cheese?
mild cheddar, american, and mozzarella. i actually only Recently started cataloging cheeses in my brain to their actual names so for my entire life i was like i just like cheese even though there are certain ones i hate like swiss and blue cheese.
53. what is the current state of your hands?
a bit cold and a bit tired from typing all the answers to all these asks tbh. but other than that good. i just cut my nails because they were atrociously long.
59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be?
“worm” or “fuck” or “no!” according to my roommate
61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.?
oh my ogdokh oym ogdos sd fdospohm to mo edf ucmign fugod mfyo uacant just ask me this im going to absolutely die
in absolutely no order, all from completely from memory, and favorite for a variety of different reasons
“fuck you, math man. if you’re such a genius why can’t you count to loyalty” - mafee in 4x11 lamster billions
“captain, he think, and feels that much more powerful” - luminousbeings in you don’t have to (say yes) the star trek fic
“more than you know, i understand wanting to walk away from the jedi”“i know.” - anakin skywalker and ahsoka tano in 5x12 the wrong jedi star wars the clone wars
“i won’t leave you, not this time.” “then you will die” - ahsoka tano and darth vader in 2x12 twilight of the apprentice star wars rebels
“there is nothing so pure as a man on a mission. when faced with the fire, never quivers or runs. there is nothing so noble as sticking together, for lonely is the life lead when sticking to its guns." - narrator in bloodsong of love by joe iconis
“now i’ve got myself a name and i’m ready to risk it with a battle cry disguised as a sing-along” - never heard nothing by joe iconis
“i’m frickin done with being the loser, the wuss, the underdog. being the misfit, the old school analog. being the oddball, the weakling freak. the failure, the sucker, the please-don’t-speak. oh i can’t hardly wait for the moment when i’m not the loser the geek or whatever, ever again” - jeremy heere in be more chill by joe iconis
“i’m tired of being the person that everyone thinks that i am” - various in be more chill by joe iconis
“q is for quantitative, baby!” - winston in 4x12 extreme sandbox billions
“the cheering is just as important as the song” - lisa and ms. werring in the black suits by joe iconis
“first, best destiny” - spock in star trek ii wrath of khan
“be proud of your place in the cosmos. it is small, and yet it is. how unlikely. how fantastic, and stupid. and excellent.” - cecil in welcome to night vale old oak doors part b
“are we living a life that is safe from harm? of course not. we never are. the questions is are we living a life that is worth the harm?” - cecil in welcome to night vale parade day
“as I turned and my eyes beheld you, i displayed emotion. i beg forgiveness.” - spock somewhere in star trek tos
“the sky collapsed without a sound. these broken pieces hit the ground. the rain fell down around me and i drowned, but i will save you.” - part of me from dear evan hansen
“this is, after all, the story of how i died” - epsilon in the rvb13 trailer
“and while the law has many punishments for the atrocities we inflict on others, there are no punishments for the terrors we inflict on ourselves.” - the director in the s6 finale of red vs blue
that was in no way an exhaustive list but all i could think of at the moment
67. good luck charms?
not really any tbh. i try to wear my tower of pimps shirt whenever i take an exam but that’s about it.
71. least favorite pattern?
what does this even fucking mean?????? i will say the observer design pattern in programming because i don’t understand it well despite having used it twice now.
73. favorite weird flavor combo?
oh god idk why are all these questions getting harder. nothing i can think of at the moment.
79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo?
i say school id tentatively, but neither of them looks great. my school id photo was a selfie.
83. writing or drawing?
writing. i wish to GOD i could draw and i probably could if i put in the amount of time i need to to learn how to draw but im a lazy bastard. but i’m not that great at writing either as i’ve found out. everything is way too short and out of character and too venty and i am weird about letting people i know read what i write (sorry @ all the people who keep asking me to let them read my writing. it’s not that great you’re not missing out at all and i hate the Mortifying Ordeal of Being Known) and i abandon ideas literal minutes after getting them.
89. who would you put before everyone else?
what the fuck kind of question is this?????? i GUESS the answer should be me but uh i am not even putting myself before myself as i am procrastinating on a shitload of homework with this. i guess my “close” friends. they’re pretty chill. but generally ill do anything for anyone all you have to do is ask.
97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized?
4, my own, my home landline, my dad’s cell, and my dad’s work.
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Celebration Day 4 : VIP Edition
Part 3 here!
FDeluxe Panel
St Paul Peterson
Eric Leeds
Susannah Melvoin
Jellybean Johnson
This was an interesting panel. The vibe was kind of interesting? I know people are adults, lol, but kind of a good bit of cursing here...and it kind of...went to a place toward the end? But we’ll get to it :
Paul Peterson Origin Story
18 years old. Gets phone call from Bobby Z. (They’re related but not by blood through marriage)
Walked in and played once in audition. Jellybean took him under his wing
Called back the next day and Prince was there.
The Wrecka Stow joke was done on him as part of his initiation before it was in Under the Cherry Moon
Susannah Melvoin
Had known P for a while
Lived in West Hollywood with Wendy and Lisa. The doors of the house were saloon doors so nobody had any privacy.
Prince would come over and spend the night on the couch sometimes
Susannah had first singing gig with Quincy Jones. Sang with Siedah Garrett, Kevin Dorsey, and others. Her audition with Q was singing “Until You Come Back to Me” (Aretha Franklin)
Played demo for Prince. P says “Awww that was adorable”.
Asked to join The Family
She was 18 he was 25.
She says it took 2 weeks to track The Family album
Eric Leeds
P called him for a name for a song he was writing “Purple Pain? Purple Plane?” Eric, “Maybe Purple Rain?”
Brother of Alan Leeds P’s tour manager
Atlanta Bliss and Eric are from Pittsburgh. They moved to Atlanta and shared a house
Eric was considering a career change at the time after touring with high profile acts, got a call from Alan saying P needed a sax player
Eric had no interest and wasn’t into P, but needed a gig.
Had no illusions or exceptions about the experience or Prince. Got along because he came to work.
On the Making of the Family album
The Family album was made when Purple Rain was coming out
They generally worked on their parts separately. Eric didn’t even meet the rest of the band for several months after he added his parts
Peterson had to really study P’s demos. He thought it would be easy. David Z and Jellybean had to coach him a lot to get the inflections right going line by line
They had rehearsals for a year and exactly one gig.
St Paul dipped after getting a deal with A&M records...left the camp “hence P’s ‘PAUL PUNK OF THE MONTH” chants during Parade tour
Last time he saw P was during a party for LP Music in the NPG music room (LP Music is an Eric Leeds band). P gave him a big hug.
On what happened to The Family
The Family was never signed to a label. Their deal wasn’t with WB it was a production deal with Prince.
Prince was in France and wasn’t around to manage so things fell through the cracks
Not having a contract made their relationship “adversarial with P” “Prince wanted to pay as little as possible and they want as much as possible as artists”
WB didn’t know how to handle them because they were not WB artists.
Resided in no man’s land and Prince got the proceeds.
On Fdeluxe
Sheila E called to do an alumni concert at the forum it went well. After, they were invited to play a Questlove Grammy party.
Taped a Fdeluxe album in Susannah’s garage.
Annnd the panel got weird around this time...
Susannah and Eric began riffing on each other. There was cursing? Susannah said the riffing was okay because she used to date Eric? Eric made some suggestive jokes for a while? I honestly wasn’t writing any of this down because I was like...
When they came around again, Susannah mentioned she was the one who connected Clare Fischer to P as he was cool with her father.
MPLS Early Years
Gayle Chapman
Dez Dickerson
Dr Fink
Bobby Z
Gayle Origin Story
Her friends played her P’s album thinking she’d like it
She was listening to “For You” on her own one day and she heard a voice that said “In order for Prince to tour, he’s going to need a band” it scared her as she was alone in her apartment
She called Chazz and asked if he knew Prince. He said he was his cousin and was looking for band members. Set her up with an audition.
Went to house on France ave and jammed with them
Got the call 3 months later to join
Dez Dickerson Origin Story
His little sister had For You. Was “young and arrogant” and thought he could do better.
Answered call in local paper and auditioned at Del’s Tire mart
Jammed for 15 minutes, didn’t take a solo until asked and didn’t show off, falling back into the groove. P walked him out and asked him what he noted as mature questions. (He didn’t embellish more than this, but he does have a book that details this out well if you want to check it out).
Matt Fink Origin Story
His and Bobby Z’s mom did fundraisers for Mt Sinai when they were kids
Bobby played a demo for Fink one day. Fink “who’s the band?” Bobby “it’s one guy he plays all the instruments” Fink *scooby doo sound*
He bugged Bobby for an audition and got one
On their early look
A lot of jokes, lol
“We were soul searching”
“Looked like an explosion in a soup kitchen”
“A lot of spandex and gold”
“Looked like 6 people who had never met each other”
Other stories
Gayle was taken for a ride by a label person. They told her she should go on a diet and work on her finger nails. She noted that it would be a wasted because her fingers would bleed from playing and polish wouldn’t last long.
Dez retells story of the label telling Prince he should wear underwear under his pants...so he just wore the underwear and no pants
Gayle notes that he sometimes wore underwear that laced up in the front.....
On the Capri Show
Bobby Z drove P there because his Datsun got wrecked with an unfortunate encounter with a snow plow. They left the car they rode over in on for 6 hours because it was 20 under.
It was an “us vs them band against the world’ vibe
Music store loaned the band gear, wireless guitar transmitters
Dez said he ran everywhere in the venue, up and down the aisles...which was nice to do...but they also got trucker interference out of their speakers “a lot of 10-4 good buddies”
They noted that they hadn’t rehearsed much for this show
WB thought they’d signed a Smokey/Steve artist...found P was not that.
Other stories
The Rebels was the first side project by P. If I Love You Tonight was originally recorded by Gayle. P told her to cry to get the emotion out of her while singing. The other guys also mooned her because pranksters.
Gayle got her hair “braided and beaded” before coming out to film shows in LA to promote the Prince album. The label immediately took her to get her hair done after. She got no sleep as they finished with her at 5am and she was due to the venue at 10am. “I looked like a white Donna Summer”
During the Midnight Special taping, the staff was “smashed”
For the Dick Clark show, Prince was on antihistamines and had a hard time talking after dancing and such
Told the story about Prince and Dez having an interview with Jon Bream and Bobby losing it over the lack of condiments “There’s no mayonnaise...” and it escalated including a flipped table and an almost flipped couch with Jon Bream sitting on it. P and Dez calmly continued the interview talking about serious topics with straight faces.
First time at First Avenue was to promote Dirty Mind. It was still Sams at the time. They finally connected to a local white audience with that show.
P drove a Jeep at one point
P had jokes on his answering machine that he would rotate. An example “Get off the phone you punk mother [machine beep]
Recounts wheelchair story of P being wheeled to the middle of busy foot traffic, sitting quietly, then slowly falling out of the chair. Sometimes people would help him back in the chair...he’d never say anything and play it straight.
Note : This panel was probably my favorite one. I’d heard most of the stories before, but so glad they spent time on the pre-revolution band. Just missed Andre being there...
Concert Screening Montreal 2015
Rooocked it!!!!
Setlist for the curious
F Deluxe Concert
This was very funky...but this was an odd choice to close out Celebration. Most of the crowd sat during most of this show...appreciate Susannah’s body rolls though! They were inspiring!
Set list
High Fashion
Gaslight
Sanctified
Screams of Passion
Nothing Compares 2 U
“Come Go with me” lyric
River Run Dry
Desire
Lover
Drummers and Healers
"Songs going down around the world” lyric
Mutiny
And that was it! There was a thanks from Wally and he shouted out Purple Underground, Rodney Fitzgerald, and Michael Dean (Yay Prince Podcast) in a kind of awkward way that thanked them for the opportunity and we were on our way. (I imagine that what was kind of confusing to people who didn’t know who those people were but...)
And so concluded Celebration 2018!
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Red Dawn Chapter 7 (SPN AU)
Title: Red Dawn Chapter 7
Summary: Calumet, Colorado is just a normal, American town. And the Winchesters are just a normal family. Until war breaks out on their doorstep. Now, they have to fight not only for their lives, but the lives of their friends, neighbors, and all of America. Based off the Red Dawn movies.
Warnings: Language, talk of war violence, angst
It was quiet as Dean, Sam, and Lisa made their way towards Calumet. Burnt up tanks and Jeeps set along the fields leading to the town. Dean had left the Impala behind, knowing that it would be quicker but knowing it would be spotted. He was trying to find a vehicle out here that wasn’t destroyed, covered in blood and guts, or stuck in the mud from the recent rain that had fallen. Sam’s eyes widened as he stared at a burnt up tank with a body half hanging out of it, red visible on black, charred fabric.
“Sam, don’t look.” Lisa said gently, turning the younger boy away from the scene. “Your brother shouldn’t have brought you.”
“It’s okay…” Sam whispered softly. “He’s just trying to look out for me.” Lisa shook her head. She knew that Sam wasn’t a baby and was more than capable of watching out for himself, but he was just a kid. Hell, even Jessica was older than him but a few months. Jess would be eighteen in October, and Sam wouldn’t be until May. All of his friends were either eighteen or would be very shortly. Lisa and Dean were both in their twenties. He was just a kid and a warzone was no place for a kid.
“Come on.” Dean said, motioning for them. Lisa and Sam followed him to a dirt pile. Crouching down behind it, Dean pulled out a pair of binoculars to check out Calumet. Lisa and Sam peaked over the dirt hill, seeing cars driving down the street and people walking around.
“Dean, the stores are all open. There are people everywhere. Is it over?” Sam asked, looking at his brother with hope in his eyes. Hope that he could go home. Hope that they would see their dad again and he would get to see Jessica. Hope that things were going back to normal.
“There’s troops. Are they ours?” Lisa asked, looking over at Dean.
“No.” Dean said, lowering the binoculars. “They’re not ours. Not at all.” Lisa and Sam looked at each other. “Stash the guns. We don’t want to draw attention to ourselves. We shouldn’t need a truck to get to town, but we might need it to get stuff back to the mountain.” Lisa and Sam nodded, hiding their weapons behind the pile. Dean looked at his pistol and sighed, leaving it behind. He didn’t want to risk being frisked.
“Ready?” Sam asked. Dean nodded.
“Let’s go.”
****
There were a lot of soldiers walking around holding rifles as Sam, Dean, and Lisa slipped into town. They were walking with civilians, like they belonged there. Dean watched a car drive by, the mayor’s car. The mayor and his wife were in the front seat while a soldier with two girls were in the back seat. Sam was looking to see if maybe it was Jessica in the backseat, but it wasn’t. It was a girl from his calculus class named Anna and her older sister Naomi.
“What the fuck is going on here?” Dean whispered. “Come on. It looks like the Robinson’s store is still open.” Sam and Lisa followed along with Dean, trying their best to blend in. People adverted their eyes away from them, and even went as far as to pretend they weren’t there when Dean tried to talk to them. Lisa and Sam looked at each other, a little worried to what was going on.
The streets were littered with rubble. Tanks and checkpoints were set up in random places. The library, town hall, and other places had lots of soldiers hanging out around them. Propaganda posters with Kim Jong-un’s face on them were plastered all over walls and lamp posts. Sam wanted to turn around and go back to the mountain, but Dean was here and Dean always made things better.
The bell rang above the door as the three made their way into the store. Lisa looked around, noticing sparse shelves and soldier loitering. Dean made his way to the counter to talk to the girl while Lisa and Sam made their way over to the magazine rack.
“Hey Cassie. How’s your old man?” Dean asked when Cassie recognized him. She put her book down and offered Dean a small smile.
“Dean? Oh my god what are you doing here?” Cassie asked.
“We’ve been hiding out and we need supplies.” Dean whispered, noticing a solider looking over their way.
“You have to get out of here. They’re looking for you guys.” Cassie told him. Dean looked over at Sam and Lisa before turning his attention back to Cassie. “They have Sam’s school records. They think he’d be an asset. Lisa is a nurse. They are in high demand. They want the kids Dean. And you don’t want them to get them.”
“We just want to find out what’s going on.” Dean said. Cassie glanced up at one of the soilders before motioning for her brother. He came over.
“Hey Dean.” He said.
“Ryan, we have a delivery that needs picked up around back.” Cassie explained, making Ryan nod in acknowledgement. “You can pick up your order from Ryan.”
“Cassie, have you seen my dad?” Dean asked as Ryan left to pack some secret supplies from an unmapped subbasement. “I saw he wasn’t at the garage and I was going to go by the house but…” Cassie shook her head. “What?”
“We’re not supposed to talk about this, no one is, but I figure they’re going to come for me anyway.” She sighed. “People that were making trouble, they got rounded up and taken away. Your dad probably isn’t home. When he realized they had Sam’s school records and were asking around where he was, he started to rebel. They thought he would know where you boys were. Him, and people who had things they wanted, they were just taken away.”
“Where?” Dean asked. Sam was listening in now, his hands shaking some. Lisa put a comforting hand on his back.
“Uh…reeducation camps. That’s what they call them.” Cassie explained. Dean paled some, wondering what they could be doing to his dad there. “I heard it’s at the old drive-in.” Dean nodded and motioned for Lisa and Sam, heading for the door. “Dean…” Dean stopped to look at her. “My dad…he’s dead. They killed him.”
“I’m so sorry Cassie.” Dean said. “We’ll fix this.” With that, Sam, Dean, and Lisa left the store and quickly made their way around to the back of the store where Ryan was waiting. There were a couple nice sized boxes full of goodies.
“Be careful you three.” Ryan said. Sam and Dean picked up the boxes. “There’s a hole in the fence over there that leads into a clump of trees. It’ll be the best way to get the supplies out of here.” He sighed. “But knowing you two hard headed bastards, you’re going to try to go see your dad, aren’t you?”
“Yeah.” Dean said.
“Then I’d suggest you stash your things.” Ryan said. “And be careful. Big brother is always watching.” With that, he headed back into the store. Dean and Sam looked at each other before taking the things through the hole in the fence that Ryan had mentioned and hiding them in a hollowed out tree.
“They’ll be safe here, right?” Lisa asked.
“Well, you could stay and watch them.” Dean suggested. Lisa shook her head and followed Dean back through the fence. “We’re going to the drive-in. We’re going to find dad.” Sam nodded and followed his brother’s lead.
****
There were large spotlights surrounding the camp, setting on guard towers with razor wire fence strung up between them. An anti-American propaganda film was playing on the large screen. There was a gap between two sets of fence, keeping the outside civilians separate from the prisoners in the camp. Sam, Dean, and Lisa slipped behind a group of people talking to their loved ones. Sam went to the fence.
“Mr. Pellegrino.” Sam said. The former teacher looked up at his student, a smile spreading on his face.
“Sam. Thank god. Are you okay?” Mark asked. Sam nodded.
“Yeah. A bunch of us escaped.” Sam explained. “Have you seen my dad?”
“John? Uh, give me a second.” Mark left the boys standing at the fence. Lisa was a little ways down from them, talking to a friend from work. Dean watched her for a second, watching the large tears falling down her face.
“Sammy? Dean?” John said, turning Dean’s attention back to the fence. John stood there, leaning against Mark for support.
“Dad.” Dean said softly. John grabbed onto the fence to hold himself up. His face was busted and bruised. He was a little skinnier than he had been before this had all happened, and it was obvious by the help he had to have from Sam’s teacher that he was having a hard time walking around. He was still wrapped up in his green jacket with the patches on it, and his hat was still firmly on his head.
“Don’t say anything. Just let me watch you.” John said, checking his boys over. Dean and Sam stood there, watching their dad. This man had taken care of them for all their lives, and at one point, Sam actually thought he was Superman. But here he was, broken and beaten in front of them. “I knew I was right. You two got out. They came around asking for you, saying that Sam had potential and they were worried Dean would cause problems. I couldn’t let them find you.”
“Dad…” Sam whimpered, sounding more like a child than he really was.
“I was so tough on both of you.” John said. “Making Dean take care of everything while I was off at work or at the bar. And I am so sorry that I failed you as a father.” He looked at Sam when he said that before turning his attention back to both boys. “I did things that made you mad, made you hate me at times, but I just want you to know that even when we were fighting, I still loved you. I still love you boys. Even with one going off to the Middle East and the other going to California. I love both of you so much.”
“We love you too dad.” Dean said, watching tears in his dad’s eyes. He had only seen that a handful of times. “What have they done to you dad?” John shook his head.
“Don’t worry about that.” John said. “Do you boys remember something that I used to tell you when we would go out deer hunting? Besides Sammy, quit giggling.” Sam had to smile a little at that memory. Being up in the deer stand and Dean would do things to make Sam laugh.
“Hunters don’t quit.” Dean said, remembering how many times he wanted to give up on a hunt, despite being hungry and needing the deer to eat. John nodded.
“So I don’t want you boys to give up. No matter what you hear. No matter what goes on. You boys do not give up. You do not give into these sons of bitches. Do you understand me?”
“Yes sir.” Sam and Dean said together.
“Remember when we would go to the park. And you wanted to be on the swings? And Sam was just so little and Dean always showed Sam how to kick his legs. And it was just a mess of untied shoes and frantic kicking to keep up?” Sam nodded, tears falling down his face. “And I would pick you up when you fell off.”
“I remember.” Dean said.
“Well, I won’t be around to pick you up when you fall down. You two have to be there for each other, okay? Promise me.”
“I promise.” Sam said.
“Me too.” Dean added. John nodded, satisfied with his answer. He knew his time was drawing close. It was only a matter of time.
“You boys need to get going now. It’s too dangerous for you to stay much longer.” John said, memorizing his boys features one last time. “Watch out for each other.” Dean nodded. He was always watching out for Sam. He would never stop watching out for Sam. Wrapping an arm around Sam’s shoulder, Dean led his brother away from the fence. Lisa noticed and said goodbye to her friend before running to catch up with them. John watched his boys leave, a tear falling down his face.
“Do the world some good boys.” He said to the air.
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