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moominnyu · 3 years

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bratty maid. [choi chanhee]

🐇🎀 mature content ahead !! minors don’t interact !!

🧸🎀 — pairings: choi chanhee (the boyz) x gender neutral reader

🧸🎀 — tw: nsfw. handjob. male masturbation. prostate orgasm (lmao). slight dacryphilia. groping, kinda? like once. use of the word master like two times. man in traditionally feminine clothing (??)

🧸🎀 — wc: 5205

“i look so stupid,” chanhee's arms hug his body as if to conceal it from you, blue hair covering his eyes as he looks to the side to avoid your mocking gaze, “and i feel stupid, too,”

you sit on the emerald velvet sofa of your shared apartment, one leg drawn over the other and arms crossed on your chest.

in front of you, chanhee— his long, slender legs on display by the short, frilly petticoat he sports. he blushes under your intense stare, feeling himself shrink into the ruffled lace maid dress he's wearing. while long sleeved and quite heavy, the material is thin and breathable, so why is he suddenly feeling so hot?

“i didn't ask for your opinion,” you say, dropping your arms to your side as you signal him to turn around, “c’mon, twirl. let me see you,”

“well, i'm giving you my opinion anyway,” nevermind the spite in his voice, chanhee slowly does a full 360 for you, showing off the maid dress you specifically bought for him, “whether you like it or not, because i'm the one wearing this stupid dress,”

“good maids don't talk back to their masters, you know?”

something coils in chanhee's tummy at the mention of master. as if you hold great power over him, he lets his arms fall to his sides with a shaky sigh to allow you proper sight of his appearance. he's so goddamn weak for that stare of yours, to him your words are absolute and he feels so stupidly in love with you that he can't do other than comply to your every whim. that's the reason why he's wearing this dress in the first place.

when you said he'd look angelic on a maid dress, he scoffed. he pushed your phone away from his face and tried to keep his eyes away from the male model sporting a rather revealing dress in a pastel pink color, thinking that there's no way he would ever wear something like that just because you looked up at him with doe eyes and a cute pout. the idea lingered on his mind, though, it was impossible to shake off; mainly because you began to circulate through maid tiktok, follow maid dress wearing guys on instagram and twitter, and now every add on your shared chrome account were maid or lolita dresses for sale on cosplay stores. chanhee thought he already had his plate full with his members teasing him for his feminine gestures and posing, the least thing he needed was you, his precious partner, also thinking he was effeminate and that that was his only trait. don't get him wrong, he likes to be quite adaptable and likes that he suits both masculine and feminine things, but teasing can get too tiring and people can get too overly curious of his sexuality, as if that concerns anyone but him and you.

and, for a week, chanhee would push you off him when you would excitedly show him another dress you found online. you've managed to found a nice, legit japanese website with a variation of maid and lolita dresses and made a point to convince chanhee to give in and wear one for you, knowing him well enough to know that he really was lulling over the idea by the fact that he didn't immediately shut you out after your first attempt.

and he truly was considering it. it didn't matter how high he rolled his eyes at you and how much he claimed he wouldn't look good, the idea lingered in the back of his mind despite his futile attempts to brush it off. eventually, he gave up when you showed him a certain dress you found on that very same page: it was simple compared to the others you've shown him, but still lolita-esque. a long sleeve, pure cotton and lace dress with a corset waistband and a petticoat black skirt with white trim that reaches a bit past mid-thigh. the neck is all frilly and has a big, black bow with a fake jewel in the middle. out of all the dresses you've shown him, this was the most normal, decent and totally not vulgar one, and the one he's currently wearing.

“that's because they get paid,” chanhee retorts. he won't ever let you win an argument, even though it's purely bickering, and even though he practically already succumbed to you by agreeing to wear this dress in the first place, “i'm not getting paid as i should,”

“be a good boy and i'll reward you,” you say, smirking as chanhee's eyes widen for a careless second on his part at the implication behind your words, before they return back to his expression faux annoyance, “plus, you're allowed to change back at any time. i'm not holding you at gun point, you know,”

he rubs his thighs together to release some of the pressure he begins to feel in between them, he even tries to keep his head up so he can pretend to not notice how a small tent begins to form in the delicate skirt as blood begins to flow south. his head begins to spin. he didn't think he'd enjoy it this much; being so exposed to your hungry eyes that trail down his body, imagining you sneaking your hand up his skirt towards that part that's now aching for your touch, hearing you call him a good boy again, kissing him until his lips are all plump from your bites and he's drunk off your scent— hell, he'd even call you his master if that'd mean you'll give him what he wants. he won't ever admit it, and you'd have to pry such confession from his cold, dead hands, but he feels so pretty all dolled up for you, and it gives him such satisfaction to know that he gets to be the one that your eyes drink up with such lust.

“i want to make you happy,” he mumbles, under his breath, but he knows you heard him, otherwise you wouldn't be smiling so wide and accommodating your legs to receive him either in between them or on top, “but this is a one-time occurrence, so don't get too excited,”

“okay, yeah. shut up,” you beckon him closer with your fingers, and chanhee mentally beats himself up when he's a tad bit too fast to comply to you, almost as if he's too eager to do so. and he's not, “let's put the cherry on top, yeah?”

with the mary jane pumps he's wearing, he's a bit taller than usual height, and so, his breath hitches when he walks up to you and his crotch ends up right in front of your face. through hooded eyes, he looks down at you as your hands hover over his thighs, and he swallows a lump of saliva when you pull at the ruffled garter around his thigh, feeling your cold fingers against his hot skin. all his hopes dies when you let go of him and turn to reach the matching ruffle headpiece that rests beside you on the sofa, making chanhee let out a frustrated sigh.

“lean down,” you order him. chanhee leans down so that you reach his head, slouching his back a bit and resting his palms on his thighs, lips pursed and eyes still avoiding yours. if he makes any eye contact with you at this moment, he might give in and beg for your touch, but that's so uncharacteristical of him, and he won't let you have the satisfaction so easily.

you tilt your head and raise an eyebrow at him, “what kind of lean down is that? be more aware of your looks, do it more sexily,”

“what are you, a pervert?” he rolls his eyes at you for the nth time that night, but still complies and tries to stick his butt upwards, push his shoulders back and straighten his back. he blushes when you give him a satisfied smile, and, again, begins to feel hot as your gaze trails down from his eyes to his waist and finally legs, “yeah, you definitely are a per—”

words get caught on his throat when you, finally, once and for all, sneak your hand under the hem of his skirt. he can feel your palm trailing up his thigh, travelling back to cup one of his buttcheeks and pull it apart from the other. chanhee bites the inside of his cheek to let out any unwanted sound when you laugh at the way his cheeks heat up and his eyebrows furrow, “speaking of perverts,” you tease, bringing your hand down and away from where he most wants it, grabbing the headpiece once more, “you're hard already, aren't you?”

“what do you expect?” chanhee pouts, under his breath, “you keep staring at me,”

“people stare at you all the time, chanhee,” you murmur back, fixing his blue bangs with your delicate fingers to try and style it in a 60/40 part, “do you get turned on even then?”

finally locking eyes with you, he licks his lips as he shakes his head, “only when it's you,” he lets you place the headpiece on him and then finally stands back to let you see all of him once more.

you make that same gesture to get him to turn around for you, and, again, he does, like a puppy being trained, obedient because he knows his reward is coming. and he can feel it, taste it even, when you smile and lean back on the sofa, already licking your lips like you're thirsty for a sip of his.

“you really do look angelic,” you say, and he watches with awe and anticipation as you begin to take your rings off your fingers, one by one, with a pace that's so achingly slow he's sure he's gonna melt before you even lay a hand on him, “i wish i could take a picture, i even have a few poses in—”

“absolutely not,” he cuts you off before the idea gets to bloom fully on your little, perverted mind, “you're definitely going to blackmail me with it,”

“or maybe i'll do other fun things with it,” you chuckle, and chanhee, again, falls victim of your suggestive words and only grows more and more flustered thanks to them.

but there's only so much teasing and intense staring chanhee can handle. by the sufficient look on your face, the know it all smirk and your lack of invitation, he knows things aren't going to work on his favour unless he moves first. you already got the upper hand of the situation, and it's almost painful for him to have to let go of whatever little dignity he still has to get what he wants, but he feels so hot and he's so impatient, he can't wait for your hands to be on him, for your lips to meet his skin, he can't wait to be lost in the pleasure that only you can give him.

so chanhee, pretty and bratty as only he knows how to be, pouts and looks at you through his eyelashes with frustration, “hurry up and give me my reward already,” he says, trying to keep his tone down because he knows sounding demanding will only work in favor of his already bad predicament, “i've been good,”

“indeed you've been,” you agree, and chanhee lets out he breath he didn't know he was holding, “a bit too sassy, but still good,”

so, finally, you pat your lap as you spread your legs a bit wider. this time, chanhee doesn't notice how he's, again, way too eager to join you back on the sofa. he climbs on top of you, placing each leg at the sides of your lap and his hands on your shoulders, just like he always does. the skirts opens up prettily and he shudders a breath in when he feels how freeing it is to feel his crotch directly on top of your thighs, better than any pants he could ever wear.

and he's eager once again to meet your lips, letting his mouth agape so that you can lick into it. when you ease your tongue into his mouth and press it against his own, he's already grinding his hips on yours, his breath catching on his throat like his hands that catch the hem of your shirt to pull you closer to him. he's breathless, light headed, already drunk off you and at your mercy.

the moment you part from his lips to catch some needed oxygen, your hand had already undone the pretty bow that sat on the collar of his dress, and now you work to undo the first couple of buttons to gain access to his neck. he looks so delicious, pale yet pink, and it would feel sinful, a crime to litter such perfect skin with bruises if it weren't for the fact that chanhee himself already moves his head to the side to give you access, his hands that cling to your shoulders bring you closer to him in a silent plead.

the second your lips touch his skin, he's melting into your touch. you have to grap an arm around his waist to ground him, and chanhee uses the chance to grind into your thighs while encouraging you to guide him, another silent plea to get him off.

“my ears,” he mumbles, or moans, one of his hand clutches yours and moves it to his chest to signal you to play with his nipples, “c’mon, kiss me,” and you laugh against his skin, thinking about how adorable is the fact that he, the most reluctant one to try on the stupid maid dress, is now the most eager and desperate one of the two.

“you're so greedy,” you comply anyway. you like to let chanhee think he's got control over what you do to him, but when his hips buck upwards and he chokes in a moan when you lick along the shell of his ear you know he's playing right into your hands, already stuck in your cobweb of perversion.

his weak spot— his little ear—, has him covering his mouth with one of his hands when the tip of your tongue teases the little hole. his pleasure gets heightened when you pinch one of his nipples through the delicate fabric of the dress. he's immediately dropping his hand from his mouth to place it eagerly on top of yours and guide it to move how he wants it to, and you take the chance to move your lips back onto his.

as the kiss grows in intensity and chanhee's hips begin to shake more erratically, your other hand that was on his tiny waist move down to his thighs. he feels you trail up the soft, milky skin until they disappear under the skirt again, and his new found fantasy plays in front of his eyes when your hand hover over his member, covered by his underwear, he feels so perverted when he twitches in your ghostly touch and moans at the thought that you're indeed touching him under his skirt and that he's indeed being such a dirty boy getting turned on by it.

when you finally wrap your fingers around it, over the hem of his underwear, you notice it: the surprise chanhee prepared for you when he changed into the dress. instead of the boxers you were expecting, you're pleasantly surprised to be met with delicate lace instead, thin and soft under your palm, and sweet chanhee bucking his hips up to signal his need for you.

pulling away from him, chanhee notices your eyes glistening with anticipation, “a thong?” you ask, no tact whatsoever, no consideration of the fact that he might pass out from mortification from you mentioning it out loud. you lift up the skirt to properly look, but chanhee pulls it down before you can even catch a glance.

“it's not a thong, i'm not crass,” he rolls his eyes, both hands pressing down the skirt so that you wouldn't try to lift it again, “they're just regular panties... your panties,”

and he twitches for a second time when your eyes darken and your mouth seems to go dry. it's not the first time chanhee wore panties for you, but it still has such an effect on you that he feels dizzy thinking about the power he, too, has over you, just like you do over him.

“well, let me see,” you mumble, thumbing at his tip with reanimated energy, “need to confirm you aren't lying,”

“no, you just gotta trust me,” he puts his hand on the back of your neck, shivering as he brings you close to him again with a lustful look, “keep kissing me,”

and luckily you comply to his wishes, but only because you know you'd eventually get to see it properly once he's completely shredded off his inhibitions. you latch your lips around his tongue, sucking on the wet muscle, for now content with feeling the lace around his hips and butt, while your other hand pushes your panties to the side so that you can gain full access to his throbbing member. messy up and down strokes have chanhee parting away from your lips on a jolt, his headpiece almost falling from his head as he drops it to your shoulder, panting heavily as his hips follow the movement of your hand.

up and down, up and down go your strokes, just like his chest and hips, every movement that he does seems to be around the ones you do, always so sensitive and reactive, his body possesses the honesty that his words lack, and he's so weak, melting in this hot desire, clinging onto you like you're a sip of cold water to clench his painful thirst, when you're, in fact, the very same flame that's making his throat dry in the first place. he's throbbing in your palm, heavy and wet, and he sounds heavenly, soft moans meant for your ears only, whispered with both love and lust, and you're sure he looks heavenly too, but he's too busy hiding his face in your neck, already feeling exposed enough to actually come up and look at you in the eyes.

you paint loving bruises into his neck and jaw as you pull your hand away from him, eliciting a sultry groan in protest from the man on top of you, who comes chasing after your hand, sticky with his transluscent precum, trying to get you to touch him again.

“shall we lube you up?,” you offer, your hand hovers over his face, teasingly, as you show off your middle and index finger, covered with his sticky substance.

“yeah,” chanhee breathes out, his mouth immediately opens to receive both of your fingers inside. like a good boy, he cleans them with easy compliance, and you're sure you'd be dead under his mean eyes if you happen to mention how eager he was to taste himself— but you know the feeling, while salty, perfect chanhee manages to taste like sweet syrup at the same time.

you fumble with the back pockets of your jeans as you search for something.

it takes you long enough so that chanhee's halfway back to his senses by the time you finally found that thing you were looking for, and, as soon as he recognizes it, his clouded eyes narrow, “did you plan all this from the beginning?” he eyes the small bottle in your hands with a frown as you flick the cap off swiftly.

“pretty much, yeah,” you smile at him, innocently, before placing a soft kiss to his lips, “lift up your skirt,”

“you're a freak,” chanhee shakes his head in disapproval, but he complies to your orders like a good maid, and finally lifts his skirt up so that you can work with him. with his mind preoccupied with his own pleasure, he doesn't realize that he's giving you a full opening to his surprise that was originally only meant to be felt, and not seen, and only notices when he feels your fingers tracing the soft lace. his cheeks grow red and he frowns in frustration, and he hates that he gets so worked up by seeing you glance at him with your mouth agape and your eyes dark, almost as if you're eating him up whole.

when the embarrassment gets too much and he plans to pull his skirt back down, your hand immediately comes to stop him, you're tsking at him while shaking your head, “you look so pretty, though? i don't understand why you wouldn't let me see it,”

“are you kidding?,” he mumbles, his cheeks still tinted a flustered color, “it's embarrassing enough as it is that i felt the need to put it on for you along this stupid dress, you seeing it makes me want to bury myself underground and never come out again,”

“nonsense,” you chuckle at his words, leaving his wrist to drape your hand over his member again, feeling the lace under your sticky palm. chanhee's breath hitches and he leans into your touch despite your annoying smirk, “cyan is definitely your color, actually. maybe i need to buy a couple of pairs for you,”

“eat my ass,” he retorts, his lips purse when he a moan threatens to rip off his lips when you softly take your nail alongside his vein.

“i might will,” again, he purses his lips before he can let out the sigh your words prompt from him, and he looks off to the side as he runs out of witty comebacks, “but first, let's lube you up,”

chanhee's eyes get hooded when he looks down at his member as you pour the cold lube on it. he shudders with every breath, his hands shaking, almost failing to keep his skirt up against his chest, he can see his cock bouncing with every little twitch. as he spreads his legs wider, the lube drips down his balls onto your jeans, prompting a gasp from him.

“your— your jeans,” he says, and then he looks around, realizing the place you're at, “the sofa—nnh!,”

your hand that grabs his cock again forces every worry and thought on his mind out the window, and he bites his lip to avoid raising his voice at the touch, “we've done worse things in this sofa,” you say, mouthing at his jaw when he throws his head back, “and i can always wash these, don't worry your pretty little head about it,”

your hold gets tighter as it gets faster, and you move your other hand to play with his balls. they're heavy and hot, and chanhee squeals a little when you squeeze one of them with more force than usual.

still stroking his cock, your other fingers travel down his balls, middle finger slowly circles around his hole, teasing. chanhee feels himself immediately going into a frenzy, lifting his hips so you get more access to his hole, shaking just from your single finger trailing around his little pink rim, already high on his pleasure.

testing it, you slowly press your middle finger into his hole, finding it easy to slide it in, and making chanhee shake on top of you, his face contorting into that of pure pleasure, as he gasps and hangs his tongue out his mouth.

“ah!,” he gasps, thighs trembling as he slouches over himself at the unexpected amount of sudden pleasure, “yeah! just like that! give me another,”

“already?,” you tease, pumping your finger in and out of him to stretch him out, your other hand leaving his cock to push his hair away from his eyes, “can you take it?”

“yes, i can,” he breathes out, grinding down on your hand greedily, but the stimulation isn't enough for him, “‘ve been good. please,”

“mkay, baby,” you find his lips at the same time a second finger finds his hole, and you greedily swallow every moan that he lets out when his pleasure gets heightened. you pull away from him, and he chases after you with a broken little moan, “you know what to do, right?,” and chanhee nods, immediately closing his eyes to prompt you to kiss him again, moaning into your mouth when you do.

he hugs his body with one of his arms to hold the skirt up while the other gets a grip of his own member. you let him set his own pace, following it with your fingers that still pump in and out of him. and you smile tenderly at him when drops his forehead on top of yours as he teases himself, slowing down his strokes and palming at his sensitive tip, lustful eyes locked on yours as you slow down your movements as well, trying to match him. he gradually speeds up, his strokes growing sloppy as he loses focus and begins to bounce on your lap, long lashes stained with salty tears and pink lips wet with his own drool.

he babbles something incoherent, tongue out for you to suckle on as you can't reach his covered nipples. you realize that, by this point, he's doing most of the job himself, squirming and shaking, teasing himself and stroking his member in the way you usually do, using your hand for his pleasure.

you get drunk on the way he looks, a dreamy mess of messy hairs and lewd expression, with tears that roll down his reddened cheeks and trembly lips, bruised by the kisses you've shared but still searching for yours eagerly.

“‘m close,” you can feel him tremble on top of you, the hold on his skirt gets weaker and the frill falls back on his lap, but it doesn't hinder his stroking for a second, “you have to let me cum,” he presses his forehead to yours and breathes out in your face, saccharine breath smelling of honey and himself.

“good maids don't talk to their master like that,” you use your free hand to lift his skirt once again, your eyes traveling down to his red member, watching the swollen tip disappear and reappear in his fist with each stroke of his palm, precum trailing down his long fingers. you curl your fingers inside of him and he reacts almost violently, the nails of his unoccupied hand digging into your wrist as he shakes and his pretty voice breaks into a high pitched whine.

“please, master,” finally, he gives in, pitifully and embarrassingly, with cheeks flushed crimson and tears flowing into an all out cry. there's still traces of love in your eyes when you drink his reactions with possessiveness, and even in your sinful, perverted state of mind you feel heavenly blessed to be able to see him like this, completely drunken off pleasure and fucked out of his mind, “please, forgive me, master, i just— i need to cum,”

and normally you would press further into it, tease chanhee and make him beg for it to make up all those other times when he's been too bratty and sassy, to show him who holds the upper hand, who's the one in charge of who— but right now, that thought doesn't even cross your mind, you're way too enamoured by him at this moment, by your pretty choi chanhee who's crying diamond tears of pleasure, your perfect choi chanhee who's edged himself so much he trembles even at the mere feeling of your breath on him, your baby chanhee, all dolled up with his little dress and black pumps, who's eyes flutter firmly closed as he frowns at your lack of a quick answer.

“please—,” he hiccups, cutting himself off unintentionally.

“go on, baby,” you coo, voice so mellow that chanhee melts further on top of you, “let it go,”

his breath stutters alongside his high pitched whines, his hips move upwards, uncoordinated and unintended, as he jerks hard in your lap, grinding desperately into your hand. you help him through his orgasm, curling and scissoring your fingers and using your other hand to replace his, that was clumsily trying to rub his cock out. his eyes widen when he feels it wash over him, the overwhelming amount of sinful, golden pleasure, but he does his best to follow your rule of eye contact even during his intense orgasm, that has hot spurts of white, sticky liquid squirting from his swollen cock and splashing on his pretty face and both of your chests.

he lets out a pornographic moan as he spams hard on top of you, his thighs trembling and eyes rolling at the back of his head. you help him ride it out with languid strokes and soft pumps of your fingers, watching in first class seat how sinful your usually angelic looking boyfriend looks all fucked out, with his pupils blown wide and his lips bitten raw, his own cum staining his delicate face a depraved color, thick globes that fall from his long eyelashes to his soft cheeks.

when he comes down, he can barely think properly, let alone speak. he falls limp on top of you, head on your shoulder and arms dead at his sides, breath heavy and ragged. he shuts his eyes and whimpers a final time when he feels your hand sneak on his waist.

“see? that wasn't so bad, was it?,” you tease, chanhee still a weak tremor under your touch, “that was such a prostate orgasm, probably the most intense one you've had,” you make a small pause, one of your hands caresses his back, and then moves upwards to stroke his soft hair after taking out the already halfway fallen headpiece, “did you secretly enjoy dressing up? you can tell me, i won't tell anyone,”

you know he knows you're teasing him, you can tell by the way he whines in annoyance and slowly lifts his head from your shoulder. using this opportunity to wipe his face clean with his own skirt, you smile at him innocently when he narrows his eyes at you with spite.

“i didn't,” now with a clean face and a less clouded mind, chanhee blushes and shakes his head with a pout. again, he'd be caught dead before he'd admit it out loud, “it's just been a while since last time, i was sensitive,”

“mmh, yeah, sure,” and he sighs dreamily when you kiss his cheek, salty with a mixture of now wiped tears and cum, and then melts into your touch again when you trail your kisses down his jaw and neck, his hands already clinging to your shoulders, “should we clean you up?”

his eyes widen at your question, and he's quick as lightning to shake his head and bring you closer to him almost as desperately as he did before, hands blindly fishing for yours to place them on his waist.

“no,” he says, and now he doesn't care how eager or desperate he sounds, “aren't you going to fuck me in this dress? been waiting all night for it,”

“if that's what my sweet baby wants, then yeah.”

🧸🎀 — luna's notes: this was supposed to be a cute, short timestamp but i am a sucker for men in dresses and choi chanhee and this ended up being super long so sorry lmao. also i had to look up how high can semen go to confirm it could land on his face if he was at the right angle (apparently it can go past 8ft and travel 45kms an hour, you're welcome) but anyways enjoy this mess i wrote in like three hours, i hope the mental image of chanhee in a maid dress lives rent free on yalls minds like it does in mine. xoxo.

#the boyz #tbz #choi chanhee x reader #tbz new x reader #the boyz x reader #tbz x reader #tbz smut #smut #kpop x reader #idol x reader #kpop smut

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airmanisr · 4 years

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Gnat T.1 ‘XP541/ 41’and C-124C Globemaster II ‘0-15205’ by Alan Wilson Via Flickr: Part of the static display at the 1963 RAF Finningley Battle of Britain day In the foreground is Hawker Siddeley Gnat T.1 ‘XP541 / 41’ c/n FL543, she was built in 1963 and delivered on 10th June that year. Seen while being operated by No4 Flying Training School (4FTS) based at RAF Valley. She was retired in November 1978 and went to Abingdon for Battle Damage Repair Training with the Maintenance serial 8616M. She moved to Catterick in April 1986 but was sold in April 1987 and exported to the USA where she flew with the civil registration N8130Q. She was one of the Gnats used for filming the ‘Hot Shots’ movie in 1989, painted in US Navy colours but with ‘THE NAVY’ titles. She has since been deregistered and was on display at the Santa Maria Museum of Flight in California until at least 2015. Stealing the shot, however, is Douglas C-124C Globemaster II ‘0-15205’ c/n 43615, her full US military serial was 51-5205 Seen while being operated by the 52nd Troop Carrier Squadron, part of the 63rd Troop Carrier Wing of the United States Air Force based at Hunter AFB in Georgia. She was retired to MASDC, Davis Monthan AFB, in January 1972 and eventually broken up. Visible at the nose of the C-124 is Westland Lysander ‘R9125 / JR-M’, now part of the RAF Museum. In the background from left to right are:- Avro Vulcan B.2 ‘XL389’ from 230 Operational Conversion Unit (230OCU). Built in 1962 with c/n PS40, she was retired and scrapped in 1981. English Electric Canberra PR.7 ‘WT532’ from 31 Squadron based at RAF Laarbruch in Germany. Built in 1955 with c/n 71449, her nose is now preserved at the Bournemouth Aviation museum. Vickers Varsity T.1 ‘WJ941 / B’. Built in 1955, she was retired and scrapped in 1975. Avro Shackleton MR.2 ‘WL748 / X’ from 203 Squadron at RAF Ballykelly. Built in 1953, retired in 1972 and expired at the Catterick Fire Training School Vickers Valiant B.1 ‘WP219’. Squadron not known. Built 1955, retired 1965. And finally, just visible under the rear fuselage of the C-124 is:- Handley Page Victor B.2 ‘XM718’ from 100 Squadron at RAF Wittering. Built earlier in 1963 and delivered on 2nd May that year, she was later converted to SR.2 standard for strategic reconnaissance. She was retired in March 1976 and later scrapped. Scanned from a slide taken by J.Smith on 14th September 1963

#C-124 #aircraft #Hawker Gnat

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winchest09 · 5 years

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Shatter Me - Chapter Ten

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 5205

Summary: The Winchesters were your world. After joining their hunter ranks, you quickly became attached to the brothers. After a successful hunt, you insist on going out celebrating with the boys – only for a loose end to catch up with you. You’re trapped in a world without hunger, thirst and the Winchesters. With the brothers beside themselves, they make preparations to say goodbye until Dean starts to connect to you through his dreams. Little do they know that you’re much closer than they think…

Chapter warnings: 18+ angst, fluff, crack, smut, finger fucking, oral sex (female receiving) orgasms, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap) swearing.

A/N: Thank you to each and every one of you who has kept up with this fiction so far. Special thanks to those who reblog all the time or take the time to let me know their thoughts. I love you <3 This is dedicated to all of you.

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Sam, Castiel and Rowena were all huddled in your softly lit room. Sam had recently gathered a pile of more lore books from the library while Rowena was still currently working through whatever research and curses she’d already found. Castiel was on hand to check on your vitals and to help look through the pile of books Sam had at his side. For the past hour, no one had uttered more than a passing comment here or there. Everyone else knew what everyone else was thinking, but they just didn’t want to be the ones to say it. This, in turn, was causing a heavy tension in the room.

With a heavy sigh, Rowena looked between the two boys before looking back down at her book, flicking through the pages. She wanted to desperately help you as he had always been very fond of you but even Rowena herself was starting to feel a little hopeless. It was dead end after dead end.

As she closed her latest book, she once more glanced over Castiel who had gotten up to come and check on you. Placing his hand on your forehead, she saw how he frowned, his head tilting to the side slightly.

Sam also noticed this, leaning forward on his seat to look at the angel concerned “Cas? What is it?” He asked, gently.

Castiel’s brow furrowed deeper “Something…something has changed”

Immediately Sam stood up from his chair and made his way to the bottom of the bed. Rowena doing the same at your bedside. She placed her hand over your chest and let her eyes glow lilac. After a long minute, Rowena smiled “She’s starting to fight again”

“Thank god” Sam exhaled, his hands going to his hips.

Rowena leant forward and brushed some hair from your forehead that had recently been disturbed “Whatever Dean is doing is certainly having the right effect on her” She mused and Sam pulled a face, something that didn’t go amiss by the witch.

“That’s…something that I’d rather not think about” Sam shook his head, shuddering his shoulders slightly as he thought of his brother and you…together.

Rowena laughed slightly at his reaction, one eyebrow arching, eager to know more “Oh do tell Samuel. Could it be that our green eyed hunter is in love with our damsel here?” She questioned, a sly smile on her lips. Holding her stare on Sam, she saw how the youngest Winchester squirmed under her gaze.

Clearing his throat, Sam looked back towards his books “Some-something like that”

She knew, of course Rowena knew. She was a witch and on top of that, she was very intuitive. It didn’t take a genius to see that Dean had feelings for you. Anyone who was around him and you for more than an hour could see that you held a very special place in his heart.

You felt like you were in a daze, like a deer in the headlights. The weight of Dean on top of you was delightful, the feel of his hands tracing patterns on your skin was blissful, and his lips grazing over your skin was euphoric. You never wanted this to end. You couldn’t help but bite back a moan, you wanted to take this slow but at the same time, you wanted to rip everything off of him and take him there and then.

Dean peppered kisses down your neck and along your collarbone as he ground his hips down into you. One of his large hands holding firmly at your waist, the other supporting himself so he didn’t entirely crush you. You felt how his fingers brushed the material of your top up your middle, exposing your bare skin to him. His lips left your shoulder replacing them with his forehead as he caught his breath, his green eyes briefly gazing down at you.

“Do you have any idea what this outfit does to me?” Dean husked, taking in the red spaghetti strap top that was bunched at your waist “When I first saw you exit that motel bathroom…sweetheart I couldn’t breathe” He half groaned before resuming his attack on your skin with his lips.

He trailed his kisses down across your chest to the valley of your breasts and you couldn’t help but arch your back. His plump lips mouthing your nipple through the thin layer of material “I’m glad-” You breath caught in your throat at the feeling “-glad you like it”

You ran your fingers through his hair as you felt his hot breath on your breast, his tongue working wonders through the material of your top and bra. He swapped one breast for the other and you couldn’t help but let a whimper pass your lips. You needed more of him, he was getting you all riled up and you wanted to return the favour. So you pulled him up to meet your lips once more, pushing him up off you so he rocked back onto his heels, your lips never leaving his.

As you were both sitting upright, you let your hands finger the hem of his shirt, your nails teasing at his skin. You felt how he reacted to your touch, his stomach tensing, his breath hitching in his throat. You bit his lip softly, running your hands up his torso slowly “Do you want to know a secret?” You whispered against his lips.

Dean nodded with half lidded eyes, his erection throbbing against his jeans “Always”

You smiled as you encouraged Dean to take off his shirt, your lips immediately caressing his bare chest “It wasn’t Dean Cain I was thinking about in the bath” You confessed against his skin.

“W-what?” Dean replied, relishing in the feeling of your lips on his body.

You felt a blush tinge your cheeks and arousal pool between your legs when you go back to the memory, remembering Dean’s expression when he caught you getting off to him in the bathtub. You pulled yourself away from him slightly, allowing your hands to slide around his neck “…you know…when you heard me…”

You looked into Dean’s eyes and you saw how it took him a while to realise what you were talking about “...oh…OH” He replied, a smirk on his lips. He kissed the edge of your jaw softly as his fingers teased the hem of your top, slowly pulling it up your body. You smile back and raise your arms, allowing him to pull the garment completely off you. You notice how Dean’s green eyes roamed your body, how he let out a deep growl when he saw your heaving breasts in your bra. He began to kiss your chest again, pushing you softly back down on the bed “So which Dean were you thinking of sweetheart?” He questioned as he looked up at you from under his lashes.

It was your turn to smirk as you rolled your eyes, your body reacting with goose bumps to Dean’s tender touch “You know damn well”

Dean just nodded slightly as he moved his way down your chest, through the valley of your breasts to your naval “Tell me what you were thinking about” He all but commanded, his voice low and gravelly. He popped the button on your jeans as his tongue ran along the edge of your panty line. He began to tease your jeans down your legs, waiting to hear what your fantasy was.

You ran a hand through your hair, fresh slick coating your panties at the thought of your fantasy “You…in that tight black top with the red shirt over it” You began as Dean discarded your jeans to the floor. You watched as he traced a finger up from the inside of your knee to the inside of your thigh, his thumb brushing against your folds. He peeled back the elastic of your panties with his fingers before immediately dipping his middle finger into your hole, a hiss escaping him as he did so. You were so wet for him. He began to curl it inside you, building a steady pace as he watched your face contort in pleasure.

“You…you using your fingers to f-fuck me” You panted, your eyes squeezing shut. One finger turned into two, two turned into three and his pace quickened, his palm now rubbing at your core. “Just like that” You moaned loudly, arching your back and grinding yourself down onto him.

Dean was loving seeing you come undone around him, seeing how you were fucking yourself on his fingers “What else sweetheart?” Dean rasped as he bent down to kiss your breasts once again, taking a nipple in his mouth, teasing the bud with his tongue. You moaned once more, writhing under his touch. Dean was relentless, his speed of fucking you with his fingers not showing any signs of slowing down. He moved lower down your body, his tongue tracing thin lines to your mound and you gasped once more. With his free hand, he hooked the elastic of your panties and began to pull them down your legs, freeing your pussy from its cotton confines.

“Y-you spr-read my, oh my god, my l-legs” You stuttered with delirium as Dean then indeed spread your legs in front of him, removing his fingers from you for a second before hooking your legs over his shoulders.

“Keep going baby…what next?” He asked, his hot breath fanning over your pussy. You could feel your slick coating your legs and you wanted desperately to squeeze them together for more friction but, there was a Winchester stopping you.

“Y-you used your tongue too-holy fuck!” Dan was lapping at your juices, his hot tongue fucking your hole before he licked upwards to your clit, sucking at the bud. Your hands once again found their way into his hair, pulling and gripping tightly as you focused on the feeling Dean was providing you. His tongue flicking and twisting over your clit, his fingers now back at your entrance and covered in your juices he fucked you with them once more.

It didn’t take long, you flexed your toes and clenched your pussy around his fingers as the coil in your belly tightened. Dean saw the sudden change and became relentless in his attack on you, he wanted you to scream his name. And that you did. The coil snapped within you and the flood of ecstasy that filled your veins was second to none, your legs were shaking, your lungs were burning.

You opened your orgasm doe eyes to see Dean moving his way up from between your legs, your juices coating his chin as he kissed his way to your lips. “So what happened next in this fantasy of yours?” He questioned, a smug smile on his face.

“I…I don’t know. Somebody interrupted me” You quipped back, kissing along his jawline as he encouraged you once more to sit up with him.

“How rude…looks like we’ll have to make it up as we go along then” He replied, his voice rugged and low as he reached around the back of you to unhook your bra.

As your breasts fell free, you roughly pushed him forward to help him out of his jeans, you were desperate to have him inside of you. He was driving you insane and your body was screaming out for him, your pussy clenching at nothing. As he rid himself of her pants, you mewled at the sight of him. His cock was long, thick and hard. Pre cum had beaded on the tip and you licked in your bottom lip at the sight. You always had imagined Dean to be on the big side, but seeing his dick in reality was nothing compared to what you had ever thought. You couldn’t wait for him to stretch and fill you.

You scooted back on the bed, laying yourself back down slowly and re spreading your legs for him. He fisted his erection, pumping himself in his hand at the sight of you. Locking his eyes on yours, he made his way between your legs and hovered his body over yours. He gently dipped his head to catch your lips in a searing kiss as his cock nudged at your entrance. You bit your lip as Dean moved to cover his cock in your slick before silently asking you for your permission. You didn’t need to say yes, your body’s reaction said it all. Your kisses told him everything they needed too and your hands that were clawing at his back reaffirmed his move.

Dean stretched you wonderfully as he thrust his cock slowly inside you. You let out a gasp at the delicious burn you were feeling as Dean rested his forehead in the crook of your neck. Once you had taken him to the hilt, you writhed beneath him, urging him to move. You needed him to move. You wanted to take everything he had to offer you. As you adjusted your hips, your grinded yourself on him before bringing your legs to wrap around his waist. He growled lowly into your ear as his one large hand travelled down the side of your body, over your hip and rested on your thigh. He was holding you close, ensuring your legs stayed around him as he slowly withdrew from your throbbing pussy.

He was teasing you. You looked up into his lust blown eyes to see them staring down on you. He was taking in everything about you, the way you looked in the low light, the way the shadows were casted over your body and the way you were currently looking bag at him. He noted the softness in your features but how your pupils will still wide with lust. He noted how plump your lips had become since he had been kissing them with fervour. He noted how he loved every single thing about you.

With that last thought, he moved. His hard cock pushing back inside you with a need that could only match your own. His hips rolled into yours, his cock hitting spots and making you feel things that you hadn’t felt in a very long time. He lowered himself back down onto you, his forehead resting on yours as he continued to pound incessantly into you. Your arms were wrapped around his neck, your eyes scrunched closed as you focused on that coil in your belly becoming tight once more.

Dean’s grip on your thigh become tight, his fingers slightly indenting your skin as he held you in place. The way you felt every ridge of his cock, every twitch, making you moan in euphoria. Dean caught you lips in a passionate kiss as he swallowed your moan, his eyes also scrunching tight as he felt his release closing in on him, but he wanted this to last forever.

He slowed down on his assault, his lips peppering kisses down your neck to your pulse point, his hand letting go of your thigh to grasp at your heaving breasts. You moaned once more at the feeling of his touch, before whimpering as his lips left contact with your skin. Dean reared up, spreading your legs wide in front of him and holding them open before he began to pick up his pace once more. You saw how he was enjoying the view of you. The view of you moaning, the view of your breasts bouncing with each hard thrust, the view of you cumming on his cock as his hand starting to circling the little bundle of nerves between your folds.

“D-dean” You managed to stutter as you felt that coil in your stomach beginning to snap. You couldn’t focus on him snapping his hips into yours, you couldn’t focus on anything but this overbearing wave of pleasure that was running through you. You felt it in your toes. Your hands were grasping at the sheets around you as you started to ride your orgasm.

“That’s it baby” You heard Dean grunt, fucking you as hard as he could “Cum for me Y/N”

As if on command, the coil in your stomach snapped and you screamed his name, your hands desperately clinging onto the sheets you had pulled from the bed. You pussy was throbbing, clenching around Dean’s hard cock as he continued to fuck you into the mattress, a carnal need taking over him. He wasn’t far behind you, your own high encouraging him to chase his own. With your pussy pulsing around his cock, Dean cum inside you, coating your insides with everything he had.

With a few final thrusts, Dean was well and truly spent as he came to lay softly down upon you, withdrawing his half hard cock and kissing you tenderly before rolling off next to you. Catching his breath, he lay on his back, one arm out stretched underneath you, the other resting over his stomach as he tried to steady his breathing “That was-”

“Uh huh” You interrupted, just as breathless as Dean. You couldn’t stop the grin that was causing your cheeks to ache. You toes were still tingling, your legs were still like jelly. He was everything you thought he would be and more. You didn’t want the ache between your legs to ever fade, it was a delightful reminder of how good he felt inside of you.

To your side, Dean rolled his head to face you, his hair all ruffled from where your hands had been running through it. You saw him smile at you, a smile that made the corners of his eyes wrinkle and it made your stomach flip. He rolled himself back into you as you rolled onto your side to face him, meeting him in the middle. You felt his large palm gently squeeze your naked hip before he placed a loving kiss on your already swollen lips. It was tender, soft and sweet. It was a kiss that made your toes curl into the mattress, it made your hands rest against his bare chest just to see if his heart was beating as fast as yours. You felt Dean’s hand wander from your hip, his fingers ghosting over your skin on your side before you felt them dance across the top of your arm.

Suddenly Dean stops kissing you, his touch halted and you felt him pull back slightly. Before you could question his actions, Dean’s voice filled the silence “Y/N your wounds…” He whispered and it encouraged you to open your eyes, only to be met with Dean staring at your arm.

“Yeah?” You sighed, not bothering to look yourself. You didn’t want to go over how it you had another fresh set of cracks. You didn’t want them to ruin this moment.

“They look like they’re healing” Dean stated as if he was talking to himself “…are they healing?!” He asked more urgently, getting himself into a better position so he could study the wounds better.

You frowned slightly at the reaction Dean was giving you “I thought you knew this already?”

“Does this look like a face that knew you were healing?!” Dean shot back, the wide eyed look on his face not going anywhere as he looked straight at you.

“Ok…first of all, stop saying healing” You half chuckled as you gently pried your arm free of Dean’s grasp, pulling yourself up into a sitting position. You pulled a blanket upwards to cover your body as you continued, gesturing towards your injuries “Secondly, I don’t know if they are getting better. This happened before but then the cracks reopened and reverted back to how they were”

You saw how Dean frowned as he looked up towards you “Why didn’t you tell me?! This is something we can work with, maybe it’s a key to getting you home” He said in almost a desperate tone.

“Like I said, I thought you knew” You shrugged your shoulders as you played with bits of the blanket. The first time this happened was after we kissed, by the fireplace” You spoke quietly, as your mind went back to your fight out in the snow.

You didn’t seen Dean’s reaction as you were too intent on studying the bits of fluff that were beading the blanket that was covering your body. You didn’t see how his face went from an expression of confusion to a dawn of realisation at your words. Everything you had been saying about him kissing you just to heal you was suddenly making sense to him.

“That’s why you thought I was using you as an experiment” Dean pondered aloud after a moments silence. He slowly brought himself up to sit next to you, bringing the blanket across his lap “Has it just happened the once? Is it definitely due to me kissing you?”

You just nodded “I…I think when I’m with you, it does something to whatever this is” You replied, motioning to the curse that was embedded in your skin with a slight blush tinging your cheeks as you think of Dean naked beside you.

You felt his finger under your chin as he lowers his head to catch your eyes, a smirk resting on his lips, a tick in his chiselled jaw “Well then sweetheart…I think we need to be with each other a hell of a lot more” He rasped as he brought his body down onto you. You couldn’t help but squeal when he ripped the blanket off your body, ready to worship it once more.

Back in the bunker, Sam and Castiel had left your room to do some more research in the library. Knowing that you were now fighting the curse, gave the boys a bit of breathing space and they felt comfortable leaving your room knowing you weren’t going to be seeing a reaper anytime soon.

It also gave Rowena a bit of peace and quiet, something she was relishing in at the moment. The past few hours had been nothing but incoherent grumbles from Cas as he read and Sam clearing his throat. The red head began to walk around your room to relight the candles that had previously gone out, letting your room bask in the golden hue. Not only was it slightly more relaxing, but the candles also held healing properties which she thought could aid you.

As she lit the last candle on your right bedside, Rowena couldn’t help but notice something moving on your arm. As she took a proper glance, she saw how the dark cracks seemed to be retreating, your skin knitting back together and healing as it should. The healing process seemed to be going slow but it was definitely happening. Rowena stumbled around your bed to grab her phone, she needed to document this, and she needed to show Sam in case it reverted as quickly as it started.

In the library, Sam and Castiel had a fresh set of books laid out across the table, all at various pages. Notes on bits of paper were strewn about, Sam’s laptop was open with his research spread across a multitude of tabs as he himself was pacing the length of the tables.

“I feel like we’re missing something” Sam states as he stops to look at all of the evidence and theories they have gathered so far, his hands working through the bits of paper resting on the hard wood “It’s a curse, it shouldn’t be this hard to figure out”

Castiel sighed dejectedly, one hand rubbing at his temple whilst the other flicked through pages in his latest book “Maybe we need to break it down”

“Maybe you’re right” Sam replied, sighing as he rubbed at his forehead.

Not wasting a moment, Sam had rolled a whiteboard to the end of the row of tables, next to where Cas was sitting. Together they went over each piece of evidence or research that they had found. They wrote what curses and or spells they believed it could be, stuck up pages of research that they thought was credible and last put not least, they wrote down the words from the notes you had found in the cabin. Sam ensuring he underlined each one. You’re trapped. Underlined. You need to escape. Underlined. It’s a curse. Underlined twice. Love. Underlined three times with a question mark.

Sam and Castiel were talking amongst themselves, drawing on possible theories, using a marker to line up and connect what evidence they had to the others on the whiteboard. They didn’t even hear Rowena hustling into the library to them, a little out of breath.

“Sam” She panted, trying to calm her heaving chest as she thrust her phone wielding arm in front of her.

It took a moment for Sam to focus on what Rowena had shoved into his face but when he did, his entire face changed. His face relaxed into one of hope, taking Rowena’s phone and showing it to Castiel.

“She’s healing” Rowena continued “I don’t know if it’s permanent and I don’t know what caused it but those wounds are knitting back together”

Castiel stood up from his chair, handing the phone back to the red headed woman “This is…this is wonderful news” He remarked “Now we just need to figure out what it is and continue doing it”

A brief glance to the whiteboard allowed Sam to have an epiphany. Many light bulbs were going off inside his head, many ideas and resolutions flooding his mind “Love” Sam mumbles, his eyebrows meeting his hair line “Of course” He half laughed, taking the whiteboard marker and circling the word.

“Sam?” Castiel asked curiously, taking note of his actions.

Sam turned back to Rowena and Castiel, tucking his dark hair behind his ears “Remember Dean mentioned this note, the one about love?” He asked, the excitement in his voice evident.

“Yeah…so?” Rowena rolled her hand, imploring Sam to continue.

Sam just pursed his lips at her action “It’s a clue. It’s more than a clue, it’s probably our key of getting her home”

With that, the red headed witch edged closer to the whiteboard, eager to hear Sam’s idea “How do you figure?” She inquired, leaning one hand on the table to the side of her.

“Dean’s with her right now and you said yourself that she had started to fight again” Sam explained, taking the phone back off Castiel to look at the photo once more “And…and now the cracks are healing. Rowena, Dean loving her and her wounds healing cannot be a coincidence” He states, connecting the two pieces of evidence together.

“You’re right” Rowena confirmed softly, her eyes scanning the books on the table “Of course! How did I not see this before? I think I know exactly what we’re looking for” She hustled herself around the library, looking for the books she needed. Turning to face Sam she continued “I’d hate to break up the love party Samuel but we need Dean, and we need him pronto”

With a nod, Sam turned towards Castiel and motioned for him to follow as they made their way to Dean’s bedroom. He had already been with you for around an hour and a half and with this new breakthrough, Sam knew his brother would want to know as soon as possible so they could act on is straight away.

Entering Dean’s bedroom, Castiel immediately moved to Dean on the bed and placed his fingers on his forehead. It took a couple of seconds before Dean’s eyes were fluttering open. It took a moment for Dean to register where he was but once he did, he sat up and gestured towards his brother “Seriously Sam!?” He chided, running his hands through his hair “…again with the cockblo-”

“I…don’t want to know but we need you to know we’ve had a breakthrough” Sam interrupted but ended his sentence with a soft smile, holding Dean’s bedroom door open ready to go and join Rowena once more.

Dean grinned and went to stand “That’s great, because Y/N is-”

“Y/N is healing” Castiel interjected, his focus on Dean as the eldest Winchester turned to meet his gaze.

“That’s what I was just about to say” He replied softly, a frown etching his brow “She’s healing here to?”

“Yeah” Sam smiled, nodding “Rowena think she knows what it is… she’s in the library now” He added, motioning to the hallway.

Dean’s grin got wider as he made his way towards the witch. He felt like things were going good, he felt like he was finally going to get everything he had wanted. He had you now, he just needed you safe and home in the real world with him.

As he rushed into the library, Sam and Castiel were hot on his heels. They all saw how Rowena had several new books out on the tables in front of her. These books were at least 200 years old and they were ones they were yet to go through for research. However, upon hearing many footsteps entering the room, the red head turned to see the green eyed Winchester waltzing up to her side.

“Ah Dean, having fun?” Rowena quipped, a knowing smile on her lips.

Dean frowned slightly and looked between Rowena and his brother before replying “Yes. No. Shut up” Was his comeback, the tips of his ears going pink. He cleared his throat before continuing “What you got?”

Rowena gestured to the table, specifically to three open spell books before looking back at Dean with her hands clasped together “Well…this probably won’t come as a shock to you but you are tied to Y/N” She paused “You’re souls are bound together”

There was a short pause in the room as everyone let the news sink in, Dean just frowned and looked back at Rowena from the books she had been studying from “Excuse me?”

Rowena shook her head, her hands flailing in front of her “I don’t know why I didn’t see this before, it was so obvious!” She half laughed, sliding one of the books she had open on the table in front of Dean “Y/N is basically a wee sleeping beauty” Rowena stated, as she sat herself back down and began to turn the pages of a spell book.

“Yeah, somehow I don’t think true loves kiss is gonna wake her up” Dean replied flatly, unamused at Rowena’s explanation.

“No. You’re not wrong there Deano” She almost sang as she patted the open seat next to her, an invitation for him to sit down “But your love for her definitely has something to do with it”

Dean just shook his head, opting to lean on the back of the chair, his hands squeezing at the wood as a little bit of frustration flooded his veins “This isn’t a damn fairy tale Rowena” He quipped, his voice low as his head drooped slightly.

“Dean for once in your life listen to a witch” Rowena scolded and noticed how Dean’s eyes widened slightly. She looked around the room before looking back at the green eyed man, her tone once more turning soft as she continued with her explanation “You’re the key ingredient we need to bring Y/N home”

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Meet "The People's Commissar of Awesome" Nick Mamatas

The multiple Hugo and World Fantasy Awards nominee Nick Mamatas is signing at Temescal Branch of the Oakland Public Library on Saturday, April 6, 2:30-4.

Called "the people's commissar of awesome" by sci-fi superstar China Mieville, Oakland author Nick Mamatas will present from his most recent book of stories, THE PEOPLE’S REPUBLIC OF EVERYTHING (Tachyon Publications) & from other work from his prolific career as a writer of horror, science fiction, satire, fantasy and essays. He has published seven novels, including Move Under Ground of 2004 (in a style described as a blend of H. P. Lovecraft and Jack Kerouac) and his most recent murder mystery, I am Providence (2016). He has been active, too, as an editor, making contemporary Japanese genre fiction available to readers of English with collections such as 2015's Hanzai Japan. His work as a writer and an editor has received nominations for Hugo, Locus, World Fantasy, Bram Stoker, Shirley Jackson, and International Horror Guild Awards.

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Outdoor fitness fun, Juneteenth celebrations, ultimate NE Ohio Yelp sushi guide & more: Your weekend ‘In the CLE’ to-do guide

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Outdoor fitness fun, Juneteenth celebrations, ultimate NE Ohio Yelp sushi guide & more: Your weekend ‘In the CLE’ to-do guide

CLEVELAND, Ohio — Looking for some ways to enjoy the last weekend of spring and the start of summer? We’ve got you covered. Check out the picks in this week’s cleveland.com “In the CLE” email newsletter. It’s your essential guide to the top things to do every weekend in Cleveland.

This week it’s packed with things to do — concerts, festivals, markets, movies, TV shows, food fun and much more. Be sure to check out contributing writer Zachary Lewis’ guide to all of the outdoor fitness fun in Northeast Ohio, from kayaking and paddle boarding to hiking and biking and more. We’ve also got the lowdown on the Juneteenth celebrations around town and a comprehensive guide to the best sushi restaurants in the region, according to Yelp.

If you want to get a jumpstart on fun every weekend be sure to subscribe to the newsletter. It will arrive in your inbox on Friday mornings — an exclusive to-do list, focusing on the best of the weekend. Just click here to subscribe. Remember, all cleveland.com newsletters are free.

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Greater Cleveland outdoor fitness fun guide

When it comes to outdoors sports and fitness, Northeast Ohio is a great place to live. Lake Erie and the Cuyahoga River are focal points of a lot of the activity, of course, and great places for kayaking, canoeing, paddle boarding and other water sports. But we are also blessed with world-class parks with thousands of acres of play space and many, many miles of trails — paved and unpaved — for hiking, biking, and more. With summer just on the horizon, we’ve put together a handy guide to the fitness fun. READ MORE

“The Choir of Man” at Playhouse Square

Live performances return to Cleveland’s theater district. Set in an Irish pub, the show stars a cast of multi-talented singers, dancers and musicians performing a rousing mix of Irish tunes, pop music and Broadway classics. Tickets, $59-$79. Mimi Ohio Theatre, 1511 Euclid Ave, Cleveland. Through July 11. DETAILS

Rousing ‘The Choir of Man’ makes it a memorable reopening night at Playhouse Square. READ MORE

Yay! Saturdays at Wade Oval

Cleveland’s University Circle neighborhood is bringing a little extra fun to the weekends this spring and summer. The six-week series called “YAY! Saturdays” offers family-friendly activities, workshops, games and performances around Wade Oval. Each YAY! Saturdays event will feature activities in three zones: an education-focused “Discovery Zone,” a fitness-focused “Shape Up Zone” and an arts-focused “Fan Zone.” Free, registration recommended online 10820 East Blvd., Cleveland. 10 a.m.-1 p.m., June 19. DETAILS

Cuyahoga River Rally

Live music performances, yoga classes and tours for bikers, walkers and paddlers will take place all day long at Hart Crane Park for this year’s Cuyahoga River Rally event. Music performances from Front Porch Lights, Eric Levin Band, Liz Kelly and Jul Big Green will run from 12:30-5 p.m. The event is free and open to the public. Hart Crane Park, Cleveland. 9:30 a.m.-5 p.m., June 19. DETAILS

Maker Town Market

Every Sunday, Saucy Brew Works’ outdoor Vibe Garden patio in Hingetown hosts Maker Town Markets. The events feature a lineup of local artisans selling their creations, and also highlights makers on an app to help connect customers with local art. 2828 Clinton Ave., Cleveland. 11 a.m.-4 p.m. Sundays, through Labor Day. Read more about Maker Town Market. DETAILS

Freedom Fest will take place in downtown Cleveland on Juneteenth. (Image courtesy of Freedom Fest)

Cleveland’s Juneteenth Freedom Fest

Downtown Cleveland will celebrate Juneteenth with Freedom Fest Saturday, hosting plenty of live music, arts performances, a vendor village and more, capped off with fireworks at the end of the day. It’s all headlined by Grammy-winning performers Terri Lyne Carrington + Social Science, and it’ll also feature a #VoicesofCLE art installation and performances by Karamu House. Free. Mall C in downtown Cleveland. Noon-10 p.m., June 19. DETAILS

Other Juneteenth celebrations

Beyond Freedom Fest, there are plenty of celebrations for Juneteenth in Cleveland this year. Here are a few to consider:

Coventry Village: A Black-owned business vendor market will offer goods, while bands like Mourning [A] BLKstar, Muamin Collective, Smith Taylor and local poets perform. “Black Panther” will show in the park at night. Coventry Road, Cleveland Heights. Noon, June 19. coventryvillage.org

Rock & Roll Hall of Fame: Performances by Djapo Cultural Arts Institute, Afi Scruggs, Ngina Fayola and more will make up the outdoor Juneteenth celebration at the Rock Hall. Free, but museum admission not included. 1100 E. 9th St., Cleveland. Noon-8 p.m., June 19. rockhall.com

Juneteenth in the African-American Cultural Garden: Dance, spoken word and theatrical performances will fill the Cultural Gardens’ Centennial Peace Plaza on Juneteenth. Free. Located on Harrison Dillard Trail, Cleveland. 11 a.m.-3 p.m., June 19. clevelandculturalgardens.org

Cleveland Public Library Juneteenth festivities: The Cleveland Public Library and many of its branches will host Juneteenth celebrations, including a poetry reading, a documentary showing and a panel discussion leading up to June 19. Find a list of the free events – a mix of virtual and in-person – online. Through June 19. cpl.org

Juneteenth on Buckeye: The Buckeye Summer Soul Series is hosting its fourth annual Juneteenth Celebration, with entertainment, giveaways, food, vendors and more. Art & Soul Park, 11802 Buckeye Road, Cleveland. Noon-6 p.m., June 19. facebook.com/buckeyesummersoulseries

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Best sushi restaurants in Northeast Ohio based on Yelp rankings

Sushi has become such a popular dish around the world over the last 30 years that it now has its own holiday. International Sushi Day will be celebrated Friday, June 18. In honor of the occasion, we’ve teamed up with Yelp to rank the best sushi restaurants in the seven-county Northeast Ohio region. READ MORE

Strawberry Festival

Pick your own strawberries at Bauman Orchards this weekend, for the farm’s annual Strawberry Festival event. Plus, enjoy strawberry donuts, ice cream, live music and food vendors. Free. 161 Rittman Ave., Rittman. 8 a.m.-5 p.m., June 19. DETAILS

Who remembers Dippy Whip?

Dippy Whip, that famous frozen custard from years ago at Euclid Beach Park, is back. Joe and Kathy Tomaro own the eatery, which opened this week in Legacy Village in Lyndhurst, next to Wild Mango. The eatery also will have vintage props from Cleveland’s historic amusement parks. The menu will include ice cream, hand-dipped gelato, Italian Ice, decadent desserts, nostalgic candies and coffee. Hours will be noon to 8 p.m. Tuesday to Thursday, noon to 9 p.m. Friday to Saturday, and noon to 7 p.m. Sunday. DETAILS

Farmers Markets

Stock up on fresh produce, meats, dairy, baked goods, condiments and other locally sourced food items at several farmers markets on the west, east and south sides of town.

North Union Farmers Market at Crocker Park, 177 Market St., Westlake. 9 a.m.-1 p.m., Saturdays. DETAILS

North Union Farmers Markets at Shaker Square, 13111 Shaker Square, Cleveland. 8 a.m.-noon, Saturdays. DETAILS

Coit Road Farmers’ Market, 15000 Woodworth Rd. 8 a.m., Saturdays. DETAILS

Medina Square Famers Market Medina Square, Medina. 9 a.m.-1 p.m. Saturdays. DETAILS

Farmers Market of Medina County, Medina VFW Post 5137, 3916 Pearl Rd. 9 a.m.-1 p.m., Saturdays. DETAILS

Hudson Farmers Market, 103 N Main St, Hudson. 9 a.m.-12:30 p.m. Saturdays. DETAILS

Frostville Farmers Market 24101 Cedar Point Road, North Olmsted 9 a.m.-1 p.m., Saturdays through Oct. 31. DETAILS

Geauga Fresh Farmers Market, 5205 Chillicothe Rd., South Russell (summer market) 9 a.m.-noon, Saturdays, May 9-Oct. 17. DETAILS

Good Earth Urban Farm Stand, 9600 Madison Ave., Cleveland Noon-4 p.m. Saturdays, May-October. DETAILS

Miles Farmers Market, 28560 Miles Road, Solon 9 a.m.-6 p.m., daily. DETAILS

Szalay’s Farm & Market, 4563 Riverview Road, Peninsula 9 a.m.-7 p.m., daily. DETAILS

TV & MOVIES

This combination of photos shows promotional art for, from left, a reboot of the series “iCarly,” premiering June 17 on Paramount+, “Fatherhood” a film premiering Friday on Netflix, “Juneteenth: Together We Triumph” TV special airing Friday on ABC, and “Luca,” an animated feature premiering Friday on Disney+. (Paramount+/Netflix/ABC/Disney+ via AP)AP

“Luca”

In Enrico Casarosa’s enchanting Pixar feature “Luca,” two young sea monsters frolic along the Italian Riviera, temporary transforming into 13-year-old boys to pose as human and soak up all the coastline’s summertime pleasures — all while hiding their identities. “Luca,” which arrives Friday on Disney+, follows Pixar’s “Soul” in heading straight for streaming, and unlike some other Disney animated releases, it will be no extra charge for subscribers. Setting his movie in the 1950s, Casarosa (director of the Pixar short “La Luna”) drew inspiration from classic Italian cinema. DETAILS

“Fatherhood”

Timed to Father’s Day is the release of “Fatherhood,” debuting Friday on Netflix. Kevin Hart takes on a more dramatic role, playing a man whose wife dies in childbirth, leaving him to raise their daughter alone. The film, based on the 2011 book “Two Kisses for Maddy: A Memoir of Loss and Love,” is also produced by Hart, who has said he was drawn to showing Black fatherhood in a more positive light on screen. DETAILS

“iCarly”

Mulling what Carly Shay and her friends are up to, nearly a decade after Nickelodeon’s popular teen sitcom “iCarly” ended its five-year run? A Paramount+ sequel is here to satisfy your curiosity. The new “iCarly” brings Miranda Cosgrove back as the title character, now a 20-something coping with love and life, original cast members Jerry Trainor as Carly’s brother Spencer and Nathan Kress as her pal Freddie are along for the ride, with newcomers Laci Mosley as Carly’s best friend and roommate and Jaidyn Triplett as Freddie’s stepdaughter and a social-media pro. The 13-episode season debuts Thursday on the streaming service. DETAILS

“Physical”

After channeling Gloria Steinem for the miniseries “Mrs. America,” Rose Byrne takes on a fictional version of another icon — the fitness entrepreneur. In the 1980s-set dark comedy “Physical,” Byrne plays Sheila, who’s a dutiful partner to her aspiring politician husband but privately grappling with body-image issues. Aerobics and videotape to the rescue! Sheila morphs into an economic powerhouse and the very model of a modern self-help guru. The first three half-hours arrive Friday on Apple TV+, followed each week by a new episode. The cast includes Rory Scovel, Dierdre Friel and Della Saba. DETAILS

“River City Drumbeat”

“River City Drumbeat,” airing Friday on PBS and also available on the network’s streaming platforms, follows a drumline in West Louisville that spans youth through high-school graduation. Using a verité approach, directors Marlon Johnson and Anne Flatté tell a rich and vibrant story of African American heritage, of community and of a pulsating tradition passed from one generation to the next. DETAILS

This combination of cover images shows “Back of My Mind” by H.E.R., left, and Angélique Kidjo’s album “Mother Nature.” (MBK Entertainment-RCA via AP, left, and Universal Music via AP)AP

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H.E.R. Weeks after winning her first Academy Award and fourth Grammy, singer-songwriter H.E.R. is set to drop the album “Back of My Mind.” On Friday, the R&B superstar will release the project that features the platinum hit “Damage” and the Chris Brown-assisted “Come Through,” which is currently No. 6 on Billboard’s R&B charts. DETAILS

Angélique Kidjo Angélique Kidjo’s new album is a collaborative adventure: The 13-track “Mother Nature,” which arrives Friday, features Sting on the title track and hip-hop duo EARTHGANG on “Take It or Love It.” Some African artists who appeared on Beyoncé’s “The Lion King: The Gift” album – including Burna Boy, Yemi Alade and Mr Eazi – also appear on Kidjo’s album, along with Salif Keita, Shungudzo, Zeynab, Lionel Loueke, Sampa the Great, Blue Lab Beats and Ghetto Boy. DETAILS

Jimmy Buffett Few things say summer more than a Jimmy Buffett concert. So have some boat drinks at home — or on your boat — and celebrate Father’s Day and the impending solstice at 8 p.m. Sunday, June 20, when the Margaritaville man plays from the Belly Up club in Solana Beach, Calif. Buffett filmed an intimate performance — his first show since early 2020 — in front of just 40 guests. Tickets via nocapshows.com, with a portion of the proceeds going to Singing For Change. DETAILS

Rory Feek Rory Feek is releasing his first album since losing his wife and longtime collaborator, Joey, to cancer in 2016. “Gentle Man” has 14 songs, including guest appearances by heavyweights such as Dolly Parton, Alison Krauss, Vince Gill, Lee Ann Womack, Ricky Skaggs and Trisha Yearwood. Joey + Rory’s final album “Hymns,” release a month before Joey died, won the duo their first Grammy for best roots gospel album. DETAILS Want more concert & music picks?

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The Miami Alcohol Delivery & Pick-Up Guide

Thanks to coronavirus closures, there’s just one place you can drink right now: Your home. But if you’re anything like us, the only drinks in your apartment include pickle juice, several airplane bottles of tequila, and some peach Schnapps whose origin story is unknown.

So here are some bars and restaurants where you can stock up on booze. These places are offering curbside pick-up and some even deliver. Even though you can’t go drink at these places, you can still support them (and drink something great) by ordering from them. We’ll keep updating this guide with more information - so stay tuned, and stay well.

Got a winery, bar, brewery, or store offering curbside service or delivery? Email us at [email protected].

For more at-home ideas, read our guides to: Miami Restaurants With New Takeout & Delivery Options, and Miami’s Delivery & Takeout Options For Every Situation.

the spots Unseen Creatures Brewing $ $ $ $ Bar in Bird Road $$$$ 4178 SW 74th Ct

The Bird Road brewery Unseen Creatures is taking pick-up beer orders. Check out the selection online.

Jaguar Sun $ $ $ $ American , Pasta in Downtown $$$$ 230 NE 4th St 8.6 /10

Jaguar Sun is selling to-go cocktails, including some of our favorites from their menu - like the Green Ghoul with tequila and mezcal, and the Jailbreak, which tastes like an old fashioned that went on a Caribbean vacation. You can order online.

Union Beer Store $ $ $ $ Bar in Little Havana $$$$ 1547 SW 8th St

Little Havana’s Union Beer Store is taking pickup orders of beer and also running deliveries themselves. Call them at (786)-313-3919 to see what they’ve got and to place an order.

Wynwood Brewing Company $$$$ 565 NW 24th St

Wynwood Brewing is doing curbside pick up. Jut order online, drive to Wynwood, and go grab your beer.

Monty’s Raw Bar $ $ $ $ Seafood in Coconut Grove $$$$ 2550 S Bayshore Dr 7.3 /10

The Coconut Grove waterfront spot is selling a selection of to-go cocktail packages, including ingredients for a batch of your own “pain removers” that can make up to 17 drinks. Order by calling (305)-856-3992 or order online.

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Ariete is selling bottles of wine, beer, and liquor at discounted prices. They also have pre-batched cocktails to go while supplies last. Give them a call at (786) 615-3747 to see what they have.

Boxelder Craft Beer Market $ $ $ $ Bar in Wynwood $$$$ 2817 Northwest 2nd Avenue

Wynwood’s Boxelder is taking pick-up orders - and they’ve got one of the best beer selections in town. Place an order on their website.

Phuc Yea $ $ $ $ Vietnamese , Experimental in MiMo $$$$ 7100 Biscayne Blvd 8.4 /10

Order takeout or delivery from Phuc Yea and you can grab a bottle of wine for as low as $20. They’re also selling cans of wine for $8 and pre-batched cocktails to-go. Call (305)-602-3710 or order online.

NIU Kitchen $ $ $ $ Spanish , Tapas in Downtown $$$$ 134 NE 2nd Ave 9.4 /10

NIU Kitchen is selling bottles of wine for 30% off while supplies last - and they’ve got a fantastic selection, especially if you’re into natural wine. Stop by the Downtown spot from 5-9pm to pick out a bottle (or seven).

Veza Sur Brewing Co. $ $ $ $ Bar in Wynwood $$$$ 55 NW 25th St

Wynwood brewery Veza Sur is taking pick up orders. See what they have and order online, and you can schedule your pickup for whenever.

Boia De $ $ $ $ American , Italian in Buena Vista $$$$ 5205 NE 2nd Ave 8.8 /10

As of Thursday, March 19, Boia De is selling to-go wine at retail price. They’ve got one of our favorite lists in town, full of funky wines that make us go, “Ooooh,” in a good way. Order online.

Kush $ $ $ $ Burgers in Wynwood $$$$ 2003 N Miami Ave 8.7 /10

Wynwood’s Kush and its sister restaurant Lokal are selling craft beer and wine to-go. Deliveries are available on DoorDash, Postmates and Toast Tab. You can order takeout online at Kush or Lokal’s website.

Ball & Chain $ $ $ $ Cuban in Little Havana $$$$ 1513 SW 8th St

Calle Ocho’s Ball & Chain is selling pre-batched cocktails and DIY cocktail kits you can make at home, including their Calle Ocho Old Fashioned, mojito, and Miami Mule. Order online.

Macchialina $ $ $ $ Pasta , Italian in Miami Beach $$$$ 820 Alton Rd 8.6 /10

Macchialina is selling bottles of wine you can bring home for dinner - and they’ve got enough for you to take home a 12-pack if you’re really trying to hunker down. Call (305) 534-2124 to place an order.

Fooq's $ $ $ $ Mediterranean , Middle Eastern in Downtown $$$$ 1035 N Miami Ave 8.5 /10

All bottles of wine at Fooq’s are now 30% off, which is a deal you should really take advantage of - even if (like us) you’re not good at math and can’t calculate exactly how much money you’re saving. Call (786) 536-2749 to place an order.

Alter $ $ $ $ American , Experimental in Wynwood $$$$ 223 NW 23rd St 8.6 /10

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Taquerias El Mexicano $$$$ 521 SW 8th St

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Both Meraki’s Downtown location and their new Coconut Grove spot are offering up to 50% off beer and wine. They’ve got some organic and biodynamic options, and bottles start as low as $19. Call (786) 773-1535 to order from the Downtown location and (786) 254-7079 to order from the Grove.

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