#t he's thinking of telling his girlfriend's daughter - a lesbian - to come to me for fashion tips since she's having trouble shopping for

[fluffansmut-old]

We’ll be down for dessert

Summary: Robin comes to the Wheelers for Easter dinner.

Content warnings: Easter, family dinner, original characters, cunnilingus, vaginal fingering, fingerfucking, nippleplay, biting, praise kink, voyuerism-ish

AO3| Masterlist

Robin was nervous, like insanely stupidly dumb nervous.

“Steve, I don’t think I can do it” she blurted out as she sorted through the VHS-tapes in front of her.

“You have like 14 tapes left Rob, it’s nothing” Steve said, only glancing up from where he was standing, behind the counter.

“It’s not that, dingus… I don’t think I can have dinner with the Wheelers on Sunday” She admitted.

Nancy had invited her to come over for Easter dinner to meet her parents. Robin had agreed, but now doubt was starting to get to her, she grew nervous. What if they didn’t like her? Nancy had reassured her a million and one times, it would be fine. Robin knew that it would be fine, but the though of meeting Karen and Ted Wheeler still made her feel squeamish.

“you`ll do fine.” Steve said, certain. “you know they really aren´t hard to charm, you know when I dated Nance..”

Robin cut him off as soon as he said it.

“woah dude, don´t make it weird.” Robin said, shoving tapes into the shelves.

“I’m not making it weird, you know I have no romantic feelings for Nance.” Steve said, hand on his hips, proofing his point. “Plus, she loves you a lot”

“It's not that, it’s just that I’m not a meet-the-parents type of girlfriend, I'm more a hide-in-your-closet-no-pun-intended type of girlfriend.” Robin rambled, tapes on her cart long fortgotten, as she turned towards Steve.

“Like I said Robin, you’ll do fine.” he said. “I brought some flowers for Mrs. Wheeler  the first time I met them, and she was putty in my hands, I promise you that and Mr Wheeler isn’t much to worry about, he just..like, sits places. He’s talking furniture basically. “

Robin wanted to groan at Steve's non intentional ignorance. Of course they loved him, everyone and their fricking pets loved ex jock, Steve Harrington. He needed to realise that it wasn't always the same for queer bandgeek, Robin Buckley.

“Steve, of course they loved you. “ she started, voice laced with both annoyance and worry. “When your daughter brings home the schools most popular jock, you love that guy. But when the same daughter brings home a neurodivergent lesbian, it’s a different story.”

Steve didn’t reply to the ramble. Robin knew why, he couldn't deny the statement.

Nance could sense the anxiety radiating from Robin as she opened the door that Easter Sunday. Nancy could tell with a single glance that Robin dressed for the occasion.

It was the bra, the blouse, the exaggerated blush on her cheeks,the bouquet of tulips she clutched tightly in her hand and the low heels on her feet.

She could see that Robin was dressed to impress.

Nancy saw right through it, but decided to not comment on it right away.

"Hello gorgeous!" she said and pressed a peck to Robin´s lips. Robin didn’t participate much in the kiss, her eyes were busy darting around the hallway of the wheeler house, as if she was scared to get caught. “Are you okay, baby?”

“Uhm, yeah,” Robin said, not wanting to burden Nance with her worries. “ I’m fine.”

Nancy cocked her eyebrow in disbelief,

“Do you need to take a minute up in my room?” Nancy asked. She slid her hand down Robins arm and took her hand.

Robin nodded and Nancy was dragged her up the stairs.

Robin felt herself let out a breath as Nancy closed the door behind her.

“Now what´s the matter sweetie?” Nancy said, puling Robin to sit onto the bed with her.

“What if they don’t like me Nance” Robin said,voice small and insecure.

Nancys heart broke at the sight of the woman infront of her. Her baby, the woman of her dream and desires, looking so incredibly insecure of herself.

“Robin baby look at me.” Nancy said, placing a hand on her thigh. “ you have nothing to worry about. They are excited to meet you, nothing else.”

“It’s just.. I’m so different from all the other people you’ve dated” Robin said, leaning a little close to Nance. “I’m afraid that I wont measure up.”

Nancy heart all but broke at the words that her girlfriend had just said.

“You are enough for me,” Nancy said, pressing a loving kiss to the apple of Robin's cheek, “and that’s all that matters.”

Robin melted briefly into the touch of her loved one and just enjoyed it. It wasn’t like it made all her worries fade away, but it did make her feel like her heart pounded a little bit slower at that moment.

The two stayed quiet for a while, finding comfort in each other's arms.  

Nance was first to break the silence.

“You brought flowers?”

Robin blushed at the question.

“Yeah.,.” She admitted, “Steve advised me too”

“Of course he did” Nancy said and laughed a little,

Robin couldn’t help but laugh along with her.

“Do you think you’re ready to go downstairs?” Nancy asked and swiped a lock of hair from Robin's face.

“Yeah,” Robin said, reeling herself up with confidence she didn’t actually have. “I probably won’t get more ready than this”

Nancy led Robin by the hand into the kitchen where her whole family was.

Karen was by the stove, transferring food from pots to serving dishes, Mike was sat upon the counter sneaking a taste of just about anything that his mother was serving when she had her back turned.

Holly had her papers and pencils out drawing to her heart’s content.

On a chair at the already set table, flipping through a paper was Ted. Robin almost laughed, as she remembered the way Steve had described the man.

He really did just sit places.

“Okay guys this is Robin.” Nancy announced as they walked into view.

Robin found herself almost letting go of Nancy's hand, but she regretted her thoughts at the last minute and tightened the grip on it instead.

Nancy returned the squeeze and smiled at the nervous girl beside her.

Robin told herself that she made the right decision when all eyes in the room darted toward her.

Mike muttered a hi at her then got back to eating fried green beans from the serving platter.

Karen threw a look to her husband and son before she rolled her at their uninterest. She did the classic mom move and wiped her hands on the apron she was wearing and walked towards the women who just entered.

“Hi Robin, I’m Karen, Nancy's mother.” She said holding out her hand for Robin to shake.

Unfortunately Robin was out of hands, left was held by Nancy and right held the bouquet of tulips.

Robin resorted to putting the flowers into Karen’s hand instead.

“A pleasure to meet you Mrs Wheeler, these are for you” Robin said, almost too quickly for Karen to understand what she said.

“Oh how sweet of you,” Karen said and studied the tulips further. “I love them, thank you”

Karen turned flowers in hand to fetch a vase for them, all whilst trying to get her husband to stop embarrassing them by his lack of engagement.

“Ted, look how lovely the tulips are that Robin brought.” She said, as she put them in the vase.

The man, who was seemingly more interested in the article in front of him didn’t even look up before agreeingly humming, “very lovely” to his wife.

“I’m so sorry about him” Karen said apologetically, Robin couldn’t figure out if the apology was aimed at her or Nancy so all she did was smile toward the woman who proceeded to go tell her husband off whilst putting the flowers on the table.

Robin and Nance turn their attention towards Holly and her drawings.

“Holly, honey, this is Robin.” Nancy said, grabbing the attention of the youngest Wheeler. “She’s my girlfriend”

Robin almost choked on her own saliva when she heard how blunt Nancy had been with their relationship to the kid. Robin carefully glanced up at the other people in the room. She felt ease settle in her stomach as she noticed that no one batted an eye.

Holly glanced up from the paper in front of her and took a closer look at Robin.

“She looks kinda cool.” Holly commented, Nance kissed the back of Robins hand whilst Mike passed the group, ruffled Holly's hair and said, “she is, kinda cool, in fact.”

Robin slowly settled into the dynamic of the wheelers.

She struck up conversation with Karen and complimented Hollys drawings.

Nancy smiled at the view, her girlfriend and her family all together.

Suddenly however the view was disturbed by an annoying ring of the doorbell.

“Who can that be?” Nancy asked and raised her eyebrow in confusion towards her mother.

“I don’t know” she replied, “can you get the door, Ted, I need to check on the oven.”

Ted wasn’t fazed by what she had said and remained seated in his chair.

The whole room looked at him in dissapointment, until the doorbell rang again and Nance let out an exaggerated sigh and went to get the door.

Robin moved closer to Mike who was rummaging the fridge for a coke can.

“Who do you recon it is?” She asked.

“At the door?” Mike said, “if we’re lucky, it’s mormons or something”

Robin smiled to hid a laugh at his statement, she couldn’t deny that she would thank her lucky star if it was someone who didn’t demand to come inside. Meeting the Wheelers was more than enough for today.

Luck however wasn’t usually something that followed Robin.

What followed Nancy was a boy, slightly younger than her, and a man who looked to be about Karen's age.

“John?” Karen let out when she saw him. “What are you doing here?”

“Is that the way to greet your brother?” The man who Robin now understood was Nancy's uncle John said, as he held his arms out towards his sister.

Nancy took place beside Robin and put an arm around her waist, pulling her closer until they were hip to hip.

Robin's body language had gone back to being stiff and unnatural, Nancy cursed her uncle and cousin for dropping by unannounced.

“Who do we have here?” The cousin asked as his eyes flickered between Nancy and Mike, eventually landing on Robin in the middle.

Robin felt Nancy's grip on her waist tightened a little in a familiar way, Nancy was getting both protective and jealous.

“Well Fredrick,” Nancy began, “this is Robin, she was invited here today”

Fredrick didn’t catch the tone in Nancy’s voice and didn’t really realise that he was crashing a dinner, so instead he simple just nodded at Nancys reply before he turned towards the stove and walked over, asking what's for dinner to anyone who was willing to reply.

“We’ll go get the extra plates” Nancy called out towards her mother and then pulled Robin along with her into the living room where they kept their fancy plates and saucers.

“Do you need me to be a friend?” Robin asked. She had searched her mind for some time, trying to find a less blunt way to ask, but this was the only way she came up with.

“No” Nancy replied immediately. “Maybe we hold up on telling them straight up, but we can always let them wonder…”

Dinner passed in a blink of an eye, Robin had been seated between Nancy and Fredrick, who had done clumsy attempts at flirting with her.

Attempts that almost made Robin want the crawl out of her own skin with discomfort.  

She was uncomfortable physically too, the choice of clothing was proofing itself to be the wrong one now, with the bra that digged into her back, and the blouse the was itching all over.

The flirty cousin made Nancy crazy with jealousy, and the visual discomfort in the girl beside her had her spending the majority of dinner trying to find ways to make Robin relax, whilst simultaneously reminding both her and in extension everyone else who Robin really was with.

When her mother was gathering  everyone’s plates Nance reached up the back of Robin's blouse, and unbuckled the bra as discreetly as she could. She saw the way Robins body visibly relaxed whilst her face grew a faint blush.

Nancy ran her finger across the marks on Robin's back that the bra had left.

She trailed her fingers across her girlfriends back, gracing the side of her boob on the opposite side.

Robin was trying not to have any visual reaction to it,but the blush that painted her cheeks was telling something though.

“You seem tense, baby” Nancy whispered in Robins ear.

“I’m not use to straight men hitting on me” Robin whisper back in an attempt to be funny.It however has the opposite effect on Nancy.

“Cmon, lets go upstairs,” Nancy said, and grabbed Robins hand steadily.

“Nance, dessert will be out in a little while”  Karen said as she noticed the two girlfriends leaving the table.

“Well be down for dessert,” Nancy just said and dragged the blonder girl upstairs.

Inside the bedroom Nancy was quick to lock the door.

“take off your top” Nancy said, already unbuttoning her own dress.

“Nance, can we really do this with your relatives downstairs?” Robin said, her own mind conflicted, she wanted Nancy right now, oh god she wanted Nancy but at the same time it felt almost illegal.

Nancy who by now only was in her bra, panties and thigh high stockings walked over to her and softly pushed her to sit on the bed. Robin didn’t even have time to blink until Nance was straddling her.

“Do you want to?” Nancy asked, voice fully serious, “Cmon, use your words for me”

“I..uhm, I mean I want to.. but eh” Robin began, her mind running wild, her eyes glued to Nancy's tits.

“Think of yourself now Robin, do you want to?” Nancy said, a steady hand under Robin's chin, bringing her eyes up to face her.

“I want to,, oh fuck i want to.” Robin said.

“Okay, then forget all about them and focus on me now”

Robin nodded and looked longingly at Nancy.

That was all Nancy needed to remove the blouse and the already unclasped bra from the girl under her.

“Fuck I love your tits.” Nancy muttered and pushed Robin to lay her back onto the bed, she attached her lips to Robins nipple and it made shivers spread across Robin.

“Oh Nance.” She moaned.

“You’re. All. Mine. Okay?” Nancy said, alternating between sucking, kissing and biting Robins tits, collarbone and neck.

“Uhu” Robin moaned agreeingly, pushing Nancys face closer to her own chest.

“Say it” Nancy said.

“I’m yours,” Robin said, without hesitation.

“That’s it, that’s true, all mine” Nancy said as she got to work with Robins pantbutton. “Now let me know how good I make you feel okay?”

Robin swore she almost screamed when Nancy's lips attached to her clit.

She bit her bottom lip until she almost tasted blood to keep herself from moaning loudly.

Nancy noticed how Robin held back.

She held up, removing her lips from the aching cunt in front of her, opting  for featherlight rubs right next to the clit. Her plan worked like a charm, cause Robin's face shot up instantly.

“Didn’t I ask you to do something?” Nancy asked.

Robin blushed and Nancy moved up until the two was face to face.

“You worry too much my darling” Nancy said and pressed a kiss to Robins forehead. “Wanna talk about it?”

“What if they hear me?” Robin admitted, looking up at Nancy.

“Honey, I wouldn’t have brought you up here if it meant that we would be giving them a show,” Nancy explained, instantly calming the girl. “The walls are super thick, I’m talking high-speed-vibrator-with-my-brother-next-door level thick, no one will hear a thing”

“Okay, that’s good” Robin said, now smiling at Nancy.  

“Anything else floating around in here?” Nancy said, rubbing her thumb comfortingly across Robins forehead.

“Nothing more than the fact that you look so gorgeous” she replied.

“Then you’re good to continue?” Nancy asked.

“Yes I am” Robin replied.

“And you’ll tell me if you’re not?” Nancy asked with a cocked eyebrow.

“Promise,” Robin said, “now back to where you were.”

“Hey! Patience please” Nancy said.

“Sorry, could you please continue?” Robin said correcting herself.

“Good girl,” Nancy praised as she got back in between her girlfriends legs.

Robin didn’t hold back her moans this time, they only grew louder and louder and soon she was a blubbering mess on Nancy’s bed.

“Fuck Nance”

Nancy inserted two fingers into Robin with ease and it made the blonde choke on a moan.

“You’re doing so good for me Robbie” Nance began, one hand pumping in and out whilst the other was rubbing steady circles over her clit. “You wanna cum?”

Robin nodded frantically almost fucking herself onto Nancys fingers.

“Uhuh, really want to cum Nance” Robin moaned out.

“Cum for me, soak my fingers baby” Nancy said and it didn’t take long for Robin to comply.

Nancy let her ride out the orgasm before she removed her fingers and dove forward to give Robin kisses.

“You did so good” she said.

Robin looked ecstatic, calm and comfortable all at once.

“Fuck Nancy that was fantastic.” Robin said.”I love you”

“I love you too” Nancy said, “now let’s find something else for you to wear, cause I love you, and that blouse might be pretty but it’s not you”

Robin propped herself up on her elbows and watched how Nancy's tits bounced and how her hips swayed as she walked over to the dresser that was across the room.

“You don’t want me to repay the favour?” Robin asked, very aware of the fact that she was the only one of the two that just had an orgasm.

“If we’re not back downstairs soon someone will come looking for us..” Nancy explained. “But I was thinking that I maybe could ride your face later tonight?”

“I would love it” Robin and held out her arms for the shirt Nancy had picked out.

When the two returned downstairs Mike analysed the state of Robin for point one second before he pulled his big sister into the hallway.

“Did you seriously go upstairs to have sex?” Mike asked, sounding shocked. “In the middle of  dinner?”

“I dunno why you sound so appalled by the idea, I mean you were the one to wank in Nanas bathroom at Christmas” Nancy shot back at her little brother.

Mike grew beetroot red instantly.

“Yeah, I got shit on you too, so shut your mouth Michael” Nancy said before returning to her girlfriend, who now seemed much more at ease.

[lonleygirl222]

Grab popcorn

Before I get started the names of people are changed to as follows

SKM (cousin)

Vet (skms wife)

Pman (roommate)

Adolf (roommates girlfriend)

Tsunami (SKMs friend)

This is LONG overdue. I’m so sick of people thinking they can get away with running their mouth on social media and it’s cool, like no. So I’m here to set the record straight with all the drama going on here. So sit back grab your popcorn, nachos what ever and enjoy this tea. With a capital T! There will be a part 2!

As some know my family and I started all over and moved to Texas April 2023. We moved in with SKM and her family. Me thinking everything was going to be fine and we didn’t plan on being here for a year at all. SKM told me that pman was on the fence about us moving in so that kind of made me feel some type of way. But we still ended up coming here. When we came we were aware of the “issues” between SKM and Pman. From day 3? My husband and I were put in a very weird situation. SKM was the aggressor in ALL the arguments. I’ll admit I smoke I do it because my anxiety has been out of control since moving here. But I have NEVER been an absent mom. How ever SKM would spend 90% of her time out side chugging down red bull & 5hr energy plus go through like 3 packs of cigarettes. (Idk how people wanna kiss her because she has a serious case of gum disease) so anyway. She had the audacity to tell to tell me that I’m an absent mom because I smoke weed.

Let’s go on to the first day we went to the beach with her “circle”. 3 other women who are blinded by her lies and fakery. Well one finally saw the light but yeah. I was supposed to hang and start dating one of her friends ( I’m glad it never went anywhere ) but her was engaged to her ex husbands little brother who barely peaked man hood under the age of 25. (NOT MY TYPE) anyway. I’m in the water as a lot of people were and tsunami’s “fiancé” was in the water and came up to me and asked me about my eyes no harm done there for me at least lol. But tsunami took it ALL the way up the butt and south. I wasn’t mad because at the end of the day it’s pure jealousy. I never told her about the nasty messages he sent me and he clearly couldn’t stop looking at me every time I was around. lol flattered but he’s a little boy. So SKM was the reason for the downfall with tsunami. (IN PART 2 ILL EXPOSE EVERYTHING SKM SAID ABOUT HER FRIENDS)

Anyway, so SKM “played” the good mom/ good wife role lol but I low key saw past her bull because I’m one of those people. I never told her I already knew what she would never say so I kept it pushing. When we moved in we didn’t know what to expect, she had two dogs two cats none of them were taken care of but by Pman and the kids (his kids). The dogs would use the bathroom in the house and the formal dining room was beyond disgusting. They were infested with fleas (we didn’t know about it) ~~THIS IS WHERE IT GET GOOD. ~~

My legs, my sons, and my daughters were eating by these fleas. So we’re Pmans kids. (They never spoke up to SKM because they were afraid of her.) my daughter had a doctors appointment and the doctor saw her legs and knew what the marks were. The doctor left the room and went to the hall where I went like 3 mins after. She asked me about the marks and I told her “we just moved here staying with family and we didn’t know she had fleas this bad” the doctor said she could call CPS about this. I told her please don’t do that there are other children there and we have no where else to go and to give us a chance to get it taken care of with treatments and exterminators. She gave me that chance. At this point we’re already home and things home were already weird because Pman and SKM got into because he caught SKM fist deep in vet. (Lesbian) so this mf s popped off she came up stairs to giggle and laugh about it like she was in middle school. Now her reason to be asking a fool is because she said “I HaVe 5 KiDs, i MiSsEd My WiLd YeArS” it’s like no one told you to lay on your back.🤷🏽‍♀️. It’s time to grow up and set a GOOD healthy example for your kids.. so she was already moved in another room at this time. So when we got home she decided to call my son a liar because he “used” her products when her son used it. But failed to realize I gave him stuff to use. (EXAMPLE OF A NARCISSIST: never admitting when you’re wrong) so I walked out side to tell her about the doctors appointment and tell her about the CPS thing because the flea issue was talked about a month prior to my daughters appointment. SKM knew Pman knew my husband knew. We were supposed to sit down anyway and go half on an exterminator. So before I could even tell her that the doctor WAS GIVING ME THE OPPORTUNITY TO GET IT TAKEN CARE OF she just jumped and said “OH SO YOURE GOING TO CALL CPS ON ME?” Like are you $tupid? If I call on you that would be calling on myself lol. I know SKM is mentally unstable (LITERALLY) but damn.

So anyway, Pman ended up kicking her out and she ALWAYS plays the victim (EXAMPLE OF A NARCISSIST: 2 always plays the victim when wrong) she made up a lie that he threw her out lol when there is not one but four other witnesses that differ lol okay. 😂. When she left she basically gutted the place. Took ALL the kids clothes. She blamed me for smoking her flower lol when I don’t smoke flower, pipes or anything. I’m ALL VAPE! I don’t wanna smell like w€€d. But she took everything. She broke some things and blamed me or my kid for it when once it left the house it’s no longer relevant. MONTHS go by and she makes several threats to expose my infidelity to my husband. HE KNOWS EVERYTHING. So stop pushing a fake narrative to make YOU look good when it literally makes you lo0k like Quasimodo LITERALLY 😂. All you need is a church and a bell to ring. Lmfao!

I think I’ll end it here and come back soon for a part 2. lol because when I tell you guys this is good, sad, and crazy. 🤯

See ya

[4rainynite]

Infinity Train Headcanons

Just a bunch of Infinity Train headcanons I've come up with, I'm only doing five per character so it won't too long. I'm mainly gonna focus on the passenger characters and do the denizens later on. Majority of them have been posted on @infinity-train-headcanons already (awesome blog by the way), but whatever here we go:

Tulip

The reason Tulip loves onions so much is because when her mother was pregnant she craved onions a lot. Mrs. Olsen thinks onions are okay at best, but Tulip loves them.

Tulip is fairly athletic (that explains why she could do all those stunts on the train), but prefers gaming and coding. Her classmates that are on sports teams are greatly annoyed that she won't join.

Despite Lake being gone she can still take pictures of herself on cameras or through a selfie (and sometimes see herself in water), because those are images not reflections.

Tulip would so adopt a corgi and name him “Atticus the 2nd” and put miniature crowns on him.

When Tulip goes to Oshkosh she'll based her game on her adventures on the train. Not only will it be super popular, but some of the other campers and counselors will suggest some cars because some of them were passengers as well.

Lake

After, Lake left she accidently started a revolution in the Chrome Car. In the end (in a future fanfic of mine) there will be peace and Lake and a certain group of passengers will help.

Lake won't be able to start school immediately (due to Tulip being in middle school and Jesse being in high school) , but she is able to do homeschooling. Come next school year she'll be at school with Jesse

Lake lives in the Cosay's attic. They've tried to convince her/him/them (other pronouns) to take the guest room, but Lake's cool with it. Mainly, because she/he/they gets a view of the lake she/he/ they named themselves after.

Lake is super into art! It's mainly abstract and black, but she loves it! The problem is Jesse's parents have to buy the spray paint for her.

Lake loves traveling to new places and Jesse brings her/him/them along when the swim team travels to different places.

Jesse

After, the train Jesse decides to join theatre class/club. He mainly gets background or understudy parts, but he loves to sing.

Is a Chicken Choice Judy fan and gets Lake and Nate into them. Jesse and Lake theorize that Chicken Choice Judy were passengers at one point.

Jesse becomes closer with his swim team to be friends, he is currently co-captain.

Jesse really misses Alan Dracula, so, Lake got him one of those deer plushies as a gift. Jesse put glasses on it and named it Alan Dracula the Second and Cuddliest.

Jesse always picks vampire movies during movie night at the Cosay house. I believe he really likes vampires .

Grace

Grace's parents so would've sent her to boarding school after the shoplifting thing instead of just talking to her.

Grace will be the last former Apex member to leave the train due to her number still being high. In the meantime she still helps passengers lower their numbers.

There is no way Grace was the only person to form a cult on the Infinity Train. Grace's was just the longest surviving one of eight years, I won't explain why Grace's was the longest due to... cult stuff.

Grace rarely got to see her maternal grandparents, due to her mother wanting to reject her low-class upbringing. From what little memories she had, Grace misses them.

Grace regrets what she put Hazel through and wants her back, but she knows her leaving was for the best no matter how much it hurts.

Hazel

I don't know why but I see Hazel as a vegetarian.

When Tuba found her she was a baby, not a baby turtle, a baby- baby.

She and Amelia will be close, but will never have a true mother - daughter relationship. I know Amelia is trying to get better, but she admitted she's not a caretaker.

She'll sing Tuba's Lullaby to comfort herself in stressful situations and whenever she feels she'll forget her.

Hazel will be adopted by Ryan and Min-Gi when she gets off the train and Tulip, Lake, Jesse, and Nate will be like siblings to her. Okay, okay, okay, I know that's a very long shot, but Hazel deserves happiness!

Simon

Was a boy scout or took a survival class, I mean how else would he know about frostbite in Le Chat Chalet Car.

Probably went to way too many funerals as a child. I'm going by what he said to Hazel about neighbors brining casseroles.

Simon would get into fights with his teachers and classmates about being right about every little thing, even as a he was a narcissist.

Simon so had a crush on Grace way before their 'awkward middle school kiss' . After, Grace's betrayal whatever feelings he had were gone.

Was a fantasy nerd and wanted to be a fantasy writer. His trilogy book would've had his character based off himself being made a king.

Ryan

Ryan and his youngest brother are the only two in their family who wear glasses.

Is still on good terms with his ex-girlfriends (Disco Girl, Punk Girl, and Hippie Girl). Yeah, they broke up, but Ryan wasn't their worse ex and was nice to them. They love telling Min-Gi embarrassing dating stories.

He most likely had suicidal thoughts, once off the train he tells Min-Gi and gets help through therapy.

Despite not gaining attention during his solo gigs he did make a friend or two during his stops like the lesbian couple at the party in the Twin Tapes. Which helps spread Chicken Choice Judy's music.

Ryan is very strong despite his scrawny appearance, due to carrying equipment, changing tires, and other heavy lifting activities.

Min-Gi

Was diagnosed with dyslexia at an early age. His parents worried this would hamper him so they would hire a tutor after school when he wasn't playing with Ryan.

Is a really good cook, but his main specialties are Korean dishes (his mother taught him) and breakfast food (working at Dumpty's Diner).

Has an artistic side, but rarely used it except for the Chicken Choice Judy t-shirt. Later on he designs the covers for CCJ's CDs.

He most likely has a bunch of older cousins. I think Mr. and Mrs. Parks had Min-Gi late, so he's the baby of the cousins.

To me Min-Gi never shown in interest in dating or romance. His parents tried to set him up a few of their co-workers' daughters, but nothing ever happened afterwards. He does love Ryan though.

Amelia

I believe Amelia will get off the train, but when she does majority of her friends and family and friends will be gone and will return to the train.

Amelia will allow Hazel to play with the denizens while she works on the train. She may not be a caretaker, but she remembers being a child and children need to have fun.

I think Amelia was jealous of Min-Gi and Ryan, since the two remind her of Alrick and herself in their youth and what could've been if he lived. She dubs them 'Destiny Rubbish Duet'.

Amelia would monitor the Snow Car frequently to make sure One would never leave or any passengers interacted with him. But, the one time in thirty years she set her clock on the wrong time to wake up, allowing Tulip to find One-One.

The day Amelia picked out her wedding dress was the same day she got the news of Alrick's passing.

Well, that was a long post. I may do more in the future, so I'll just end it here.

[kining-the-evil]

Coming out

Ransom Drysdale x daughter!reader lesbian!reader

Summary: Jacob finds out your gay, and decides to spill it to the whole family at dinner.

Warning ⚠️: Please be aware that this contains forced coming out, and the use of the F slur. I monetize it, and blurb the word so it’s not technically there but it’s obvious what the word was. IF THIS TRIGGERS YOU PLEASE DONT READ!!!

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"How about we go to an early diner, then the 5 o'clock showing?" Lily offered. I was laying on my bed while on the phone.

"That should work, you know I'm always free."

"Will your dad know where you are?" She asked making me role my eyes.

"I'll tell him I'm meeting some friends." My dad was hardly ever home with me anyways.

"You know at some point you will have to tell him right?" She asked making me sigh. I could not for the life of me figure out how he would react if I came out to him. He was an asshole, and certain parts of the family definitely would not support, but at the same time we hardly ever stuck around for the political argument.

"I will, but I've told you about my family. I just want to wait until I have a backup plan. We graduate in a year anyways. Then I'll take you far far away and treat you like a queen." I explained, thinking about what our life could be after high school.

"You already treat me like one." She chuckled. "And you know I will support you with whenever you decide to."

"I'm gonna go let my dad know I'm leaving then I'll be over to pick you up. Sound good?" She hummed in agreement and we both said goodbye before hanging up. I pulled some shoes on, and made sure I looked presentable before heading downstairs. I could hear my dad moving around in the kitchen as I pulled in a light sweater.

"Dad, I'm hanging out with some friends tonight." I called out walking towards the door.

"No your not!" He called back making me freeze. I turned around to see him standing in the doorway, leaning against it.

"Why?"

"Family dinner tonight." He explained making me role my eyes.

"Do I really have to go? The only people I talk to are you and great grandpa, and I see you both all the time."

"Don't be dramatic. I'm sure you talk to the rest of them." He said rolling his eyes.

"Oh really? Grandma and grandpa barely tolerate me, Donna, Walt, and Jacob hate me, Joni does that weird mix of trying to be a mother figure and guilt tripping me, and Meg hates me for the simple fact of being your daughter. The only other person who's sort of ok is Marta, but she doesn't work tonight." I counted each person on my fingers as I spoke making him chuckle and shake his head.

"You know there will be a fight and we will leave early, and nothing is happening tomorrow. Just go out with your friends after diner." He explained, waving his hand as though say that's the end of it.

I sighed but pulled my phone out send a text to Lily letting her know what happened. She agreed to meet me latter tonight, saying that there is a latter showing of the movie we want to see.

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"The favorite great grandchild is here!" I called out as we walked into the house. I could hear a few groans from the other room, and as I pulled my jacket off some walked over to greet us.

"Nice to see you Ransom." My great grandfather said greeting my dad. "And hello dear!" He said walking over to me, giving me a side hug. "We gonna play a game of Go later?"

"Only if you want to be beat old man."

"Oh! We will see about that!" He said chuckling as we made our way towards the main room. I could hear people arguing, so my dad must be in there already.

No one paid me any attention as I sat down next to my dad. Meg was practically screaming at my dad while he just sat there smirking.

"Meg, please sit down, Ransom, do you really need to start this already?" My grandmother finally said, trying to calm everyone.

"I didn't do anything! Just sat down." My dad claimed throwing his arms up. I chuckled at all the commotion, knowing damn well that my dad had said something to piss Meg off.

"What are you laughing at f&$#*" I felt everyone in the room freeze when they heard that. I turned my head slowly to the side to see Jacob looking up at me.

"W-what?" I whispered, still in shock of what happened.

"You heard exactly what is said. I asked what you were laughing at f&$#*" He stated.

"Jacob what the hell?!" Meg asked, all her anger from a moment pointed at him now.

"What?! It's true, I saw her kissing some girl at the park the other day."

"Come on." My dad mumbled grabbing me by the arm and pulling me to my feet.

"Ransom just wait a moment, give Jacob a chance to explain himself. I'm sure-"

"Walt, if I 'give him a mom to explain himself' I will end up punching a child." He snapped turning to look at Walt.

"I mean, give him the benefit of the doubt. She shouldn't hide stuff like that, and F&$-"

"If you say, that GOD DAMN WORD ABOUT MY DAUGHTER AGAIN YOU WILL REGRET IT!" He yelled stepping closer to Walt. "And wether she's gay or not, it's non of your fucking business. She's 17, almost an adult, and can make her own decisions. Also, if she likes girls, I get it. I like pussy to. Now we are gonna leave, and if I find out you, your wife, or your son try to contact her, you will be sorry." He took a step away from Walt so he could look at the rest of them. "If any of you contact her before she's ready, you will be sorry."

Once he was done he stormed off towards the door and I followed behind. He only stoped to let me put my jacket on, and as I did my great grandfather squeezed my shoulder a bit. "Have a good night dear." He whispered before going back to the rest of the family.

The car ride home was silent, and I had chosen to sit in the back so I wouldn't have to look my dad in the face. His hands were tightly gripping the steering wheel, and he was driving significantly over the speed limit. Once him he didn't say a word to me or wait for me before heading inside. I stayed in the car for a moment, laying my head on the seat in front of me. Why, out of everyone did it have to be Jacob who saw me with Lily?

After almost 10 minutes I made my way into the house. Sad was sitting on the couch, and I tried to sneak past him but he heard me anyways. "Y/n, come here please." He said the moment my foot touched one of the stairs.

Silently I made my way over to the couch, and sat down. Nether of us spoke for a few moments.

"Was Jacob telling the truth?" He asked finally looking over at me. I felt like I was going to die right then and there, I didn't want to tell him, but I couldn't lie at this point ether.

"Ya, he was." I whispered.

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Yep,"

"That's who you've been hanging out with?"

"Ya."

"How long have you known?"

"I don't know." I sighed, getting a bit irritated. “Some time in middle school maybe.” He was silent for a few minutes, witch just caused my anxiety to worsen.

“You know I cried when I first held you.” I looked over at him surprised, I had never seen him cry. “I was 16 and Terrified, your mother planed to move away within days after you were born. I was so scared I wouldn’t be a good dad, that I would fuck you up. But t he moment I held you in my arms I knew i loved more then every member of our fucked up family combined.” He pauses for a second, reaching up to wipe away the tear that had somehow escaped.

“I’m sorry that Jacob did that. I plan to try and talk with Walt and Donna, he had no right to act like that.”

“Don’t, you know it will only lead to more drama.” I said. “So your not mad I didn’t tell you?”

“Of course not, that was your choice on when that was supposed to come out.” He explained, wrapping an arm around me. “Now, was that friend you were going to hang out with the girl?”

I smiled a bit, glad to know he really didn’t seem to care. “Ya, we were gonna see a movie.”

“Your welcome to go now, I’m sure being with her is a bit more relaxing then being with me.” He smiled a bit before standing up. My dad was almost never soft like that, and decided to do my best to remember that smile.

“Thank you so much.” I said, a real smile on my face.

“You’ll have to bring her around some time. Don’t think she won’t still get the talk like with any boys you would have brought home. What’s her name anyways?”

“Lily.” I said pulling my phone out to send her a quick message.

“Wait your friend lily? The one that you stay over at her house all the time?”

“I’ve got to go dad, I’ll let you know when I’m home.” I said running out the door. I could here him telling for me but I just chuckled as I drove away. I guess I won’t be having anymore ‘sleep overs’ with Lily.

[retroellie]

Dating Ellie Williams Headcannons

Summary: Headcannons for dating ellie 

A/N: Have this because my last imagine was ass... I think i like writing headcannons way more than imagines lmao 

Warning: TLOU2 spoilers, Mentions of death, PTSD, and NSFW/dirty talk 

Word Count: 1.8k 

- She fell in love with you when she first saw you 

- She had just come to Jackson after the incident with the fireflies 

- You being around the same age as her tommy asked you to show her around and tell her what’s what

- “Ellie this is Y/n, Y/n this is ellie.” Tommy introduced y’all 

-Her heart stopped when she saw you, she couldn’t help the blush that was forming. 

-She couldn’t stop looking at you when you were talking about the shops and sights around Jackson 

- It seemed like you were liked around town, you were friendly to everyone and everyone knew who you were

- She will never forget the thing you said to her when you guys were in front of her new home 

-”Tommy told me a lot about you and i just want you to know, you're safe now.” 

-She felt for the first time she could let go, relax for a minute 

-You helped her move into the garage, trying to make her as comfortable as she could be 

- She wrote about you a lot in her journal, writing poems and drawing pictures of you 

-You guys hung out a lot with Jesse and Dina but she would much rather hang out with you alone 

-You two had become really good friends by the time you guys were 16, i mean Ellie opened up to you more than she did anyone 

-Opening up meaning talking about her interests and some of her favorite childhood memories 

-She was honestly too scared to tell you about her immunity and even more scared to tell you about her past, afraid that she was gonna scare you away 

-You introduced her to cat and you definitely regretted it because cat liked her 

-When they started dating cat was definitely the third wheel because you and Ellie were so closer

-You held Ellies hand when she got her tattoo, she couldn’t hide the blush than but blamed it on the pain 

-You guys shared the same love for music, you showed her most of the music she listened to 

-You would sleep over at her place a lot 

-You guys would watch movies, talk about space and dance horribly to old music 

-Y’all could never get bored of each other

-When you spent the night at her place you would sleep in her bed with her but it was as friends, Ellie didn’t want you sleep on the floor and you didn’t want to force her out of her own bed  

-Ellie would always get so embarrassed when you slept over, she would always go into a gay panic 

-By the time y’all were 18, she was head over heels for you 

-You two were still best friends but her feelings got in the way  so she was distant 

-It got to the point where she didn’t want to be with anyone else, it was either you or no one 

-She didn’t really have time for relationships so she didn’t really mind it 

-She would play guitar for you when you came over, even attempting to teach you 

-Everything she owned was yours and everything you owned was hers 

-”God damn it, where is my Walkman” 

-”Oh, I took it. Mine broke.” 

-Ellie bashed on everyone you liked, Little did she know you liked her 

- You liked the boy who worked at the bar? She had something to say about him 

-You found out she liked you when you two were dancing one night 

-Your arms were wrapped around her neck and hers around your waist, it was like a scene from a movie 

-You both felt the tension, it made the butterflies in your stomach go crazy 

-”I’m just a girl.... not a threat.” 

-”Oh ellie... I think they should be terrified of you.” 

-Next thing you know her lips were on yours 

-The kiss felt like it went on forever until you pulled away, panting for air 

-No words exchanged just a smirk and her pulling you out of the church

-She didn’t waste anytime, She’s been waiting for this moment 

-Now that you guys were together, you guys were too powerful 

-You guys spent a lot of time in her garage, i swear you basically lived there 

-You guys could spend hours tangled up together or have heated make out sessions that lead to so much more 

-Soft kisses and 80s movies 

-endless sex i swear this woman is going to be the death of me 

-I have said this before but this girl is always horny, i mean she still has raging hormones  so she’s always on top of you 

-She tries to highlight her tattoo when pleasuring you because she knows it drives you crazy 

-She loves when you sit in her lap, it’s both cute and hella sexy to her

-Her kisses make you lightheaded, like you gotta sit down for a minute after she kisses you 

-She finds your body fascinating, like it sounds cringey but she love everything about you body 

-She likes to explore your body a lot, like what gets the best reaction out of you 

-She’s kinda new to sex, she’s had a fling or two but nothing long term so now she really has to get this shit down

-She’s the top, i said what i said 

-Joel has walked in on you two lots of times 

-”Hey elli... OH FUCK. SORRY, I’m sorry.” He says while covering his eyes 

-You both have to stop for a minute just to laugh your asses off 

-Y’all were really loud too so like y’all got complaints a lot 

-”Sorry, Y/n came over for a minute.” Ellie says busting through the door 

-”Yeah i know, i heard y’all.” Joel joked 

-She makes really bad cheesy pick up lines to you 

-”You know I’m jealous of your heart, because it’s pumping in and out of you and I’m not.” 

-”I’m literally gonna break up with you.’ 

-She never fails to make you laugh

-Her with her fucking puns mama, you can’t hide from her silly side

-Joel is a proud dad, he loves his lesbian daughter and her girlfriend 

-Later on into the relationship ellie fully opens up to you 

-You were tracing her tattoo one day, feeling the bumpiness of it 

-”What happened?’ 

-She debated on telling you, Joel said not to tell anyone 

-She gave in through, telling you about riley, her immunity, her and Joel's trip, even David 

-She ended up crying, you’ve never seen her that broken down before 

-You held her most the day, giving her all the kisses she needed 

-When Joel died, you were basically always with her. Not wanting to leave her alone 

-You were the one that found them. You shook ellie awake,  Letting her sob into your shirt 

-You brought her home, she could barely move. She was in so much shock and pain 

-You cleaned her up and took days off of rounds just to lay in bed with her all day 

-The nights were the worst 

-She would wake up in tears, sweat drenched her body. She would bury her face into her chest, crying her eyes out 

-”I saw him. All the blood..” 

-”I know baby, it’s okay. I’m here.” 

-you guys were still so in love with each other at 20, maybe even more if that was possible 

-The trip to Seattle and trying to kill Abby really brought y’all even closer, seeing sides of each other you guys never had 

-The fear and the defeat you both felt on that trip, it made ellie more in love with you that you stayed 

-You two lived in a small farmhouse after the trip to Seattle, it was nice and quiet 

-You lived like two cottagecore lesbians out in the middle of nowhere, it was a good change 

-Ellie would love to paint you with flowers, she found that you and flowers together created a perfect masterpiece 

-Ellie was kinda a city girl so you had to teach her a lot of stuff, you mostly read books about farms because you didn’t have a clue either 

-You guys lived without pants, like no one was there to see y’all, no one to impress so like fuck it, who needs pants 

-Ellie loved waking up to you in the kitchen, with messy hair and nothing but her t-shirt on.... Yes please 

-To save water y’all would take baths together, it mostly always turned into bath sex 

- Ellie was glued to your side, like wherever you went she was there with you 

-She was very distracting, always kissing up your neck or moving your hips on hers 

-I swear this woman was distracting without meaning to be 

-When she was doing farm work and her tattoo would stand out, it made you want to jump on her every single time 

-Sex with her back then  was great but sex with her now was so much better 

-She really matured a lot, she knew what she wanted and just how to do it 

-Your pleasure came first to her, she loved the feeling of being able to pleasure you 

-Don’t worry, you didn’t leave her out. You made sure she felt just as good as you 

-She wasn’t shy so dirty talk was her thing 

-”Just one more time baby, i wanna see you cum on my fingers one more time.” I’m so gross im sorry AHDS

-She would fuck you on literally everything in the house 

-No one was near to hear y’all and y’all could do it anywhere and at anytime, it was fucking heaven for y’all 

-Y’all were together a lot and although ellie loved it, she knew you liked your alone time 

-She would go into her painting room and play guitar or draw, doing anything to keep her busy 

- After a hour or two went by you would come in and sit on her lap, hinting that  you were getting a bit lonely 

-You were always there for her when she went through her attacks, telling her it was going to be okay and you were here with her 

-”Y/N! I- I can’t.. can’t breath.” 

-”Ellie baby, you're okay. just keep taking deep breaths for me, okay?”

-Seeing her like this broke your heart but you were nothing but patient with her,  she was really thankful for that 

-You never talked about joel or even riley, you knew those were sensitive topics so when she did talked about them you listened and allowed her to rant 

-”You know, I think Riley would’ve really liked you.” 

-”You think so?” 

-”Yeah, she would’ve liked your weird taste in music.’ 

-Ellie dreamed about what it would've been like in a normal world

-She could see you two meeting at a movie theater, hitting it off and eventually getting married, Maybe adopting a kid or two

-She was so in love with you, no matter what you looked like or what your body type was. She loved you 

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!Credits to gif owner!

[marvels-writings]

Cuteness and Muffins

Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow) Masterlist

Requested by Anon: Maybe bliss 1 and 7 with Natasha where reader works in the lab at Stark Industry or smth and accidentally gets grease on their face while working. I can't wait to see what you write!

1:  “You’re such a dork.”  

7: “Look at you… Goodness, you’re so cute.”

AND

@vodkanat​ : could you write something like Tony Stark's daughter(not Morgan) x Natasha Romanoff pleeeease🙏🙏🙏💓 

Word Count: 883 (short and fluffy)

A/N: I love it when people say “i cant wait to see what you write”, i cant either cause i have no clue until i start writing, hope this was worth the wait! And here you go @livrnll​

Loud rock music set the mood for the room as you worked on one of your dad’s cars. He had been complaining about how it refused to work even after he tried to upgrade it. Tony being himself, refused to work on it and left it for later.

Bored, you decided to work on it instead of the paperwork you had promised Natasha you’d get done. Speaking of your girlfriend, she walked into the room wearing one of your hoodies and jeans, a tray in her hands. You heard the footsteps and the tray from under the car.

“Well, if it isn’t my favorite Avenger,” You greeted, grinning and rolling out from under the car. Your navy blue band t-shirt had a few stains on it, but your favorite jeans were thankfully stain-free.

The redhead rolled her eyes and set the tray down on the bonnet of the other car, sitting down beside it. It had some coffee and some food which you assumed she had made herself.

“Please tell me you didn’t burn it this time,” You muttered, getting up and squatting next to the car, the tray at eye level.

“You didn’t hear the fire alarm, did you?” Natasha asked as you reached out for one of the muffins she had baked.

You raised an eyebrow and gestured to the loud music playing from the speakers. Natasha rolled her eyes and paused the music on your phone. The taste of the muffin was familiar. It was the same one she had gotten you on your birthday. The ones she swore weren’t store-bought, but you saw them in the store the next day.

“Natasha, you didn’t bake these,” You stated, continuing to eat the muffin. The redhead raised an eyebrow, trying not to look sheepish. Before she could protest, you showed her the sticker on the muffin wrapper stating the calorie count.

“I mean unless you wrote down the calorie count on your muffins,” You turned the wrapper to show her the small sticker.

Her eyes widened, she tried to rip it off, but you laughed and pulled away. The motion caused you to fall over and skid on the board you were using to look under the car. The board fell under you, causing you to hit your head on the back of your car door. You groaned but still giggled while eating the muffin.

“You’re such a dork.” Natasha laughed along with you, taking a sip of the coffee she had gotten you.

“Is the coffee store-bought too?” You joked, finishing the muffin and looking around for the nearest trash can. The nearest one was on the other side of the room, across from the robot your dad liked to call ‘butter-fingers’

“It’s from the place you like,” Natasha answered, taking the take-out mug and handing it to you. You laughed and took a sip from it. It was perfect, just the way you liked it.

“Butterfingers,” You shouted, the bot turned to you expectantly. “Help me out here,”

You tossed the wrapper towards him. It hit it so it bounced perfectly into the trash can. Thanking the robot and your girlfriend, you got back to work under your car as Natasha talked about her day. The redhead talked about how Tony almost hit Sam while practicing with his suit. Your dad claimed it was an accident, but Sam claimed otherwise.

Laughing at the incident, you didn’t notice one of the other bolts coming loose and hitting you in the face. Grease and metal hit your right cheek harder than you had expected.

“Ow!” You shouted, reaching up to your face and sliding out from under the car.

“What did you do this time?” Natasha asked in the middle of her sentence.

You pouted up at her, sporting a small nick on the side of your cheek. The redhead laughed at your pout, shaking her head.

“Look at you…” She trailed off, pulling the hoodie sleeve to cover her hand and reaching towards your face.

Your pout was erased when she began to rub the grease off of your face, the pout quickly turning into a grin. Natasha smiled at how happy you were, forgetting she was still wiping your face with your hoodie. Stopping herself, she leaned back on the bonnet of the car, observing you.

Tilting your head to the side curiously at her staring, you stared into her emerald eyes for a few seconds. Bored, you reached for one of the muffins only to lose your balance while standing up, almost falling again.

“Goodness, you’re so cute.” Natasha chuckled, handing you one of the muffins as you sat down on the other car’s bonnet.

You didn’t respond, only chewing the muffin and thinking about how to improve the car. The redhead knew you only half-listened to what she said normally. But it didn’t matter, you listened to her when it mattered and were there for her when it mattered.

“Not too bad for store-bought muffins,” Natasha remarked, nudging her foot against yours to catch your attention. You hummed, wrinkling the wrapper, and trying to toss it into the trash can.

“A little stale though,” You commented.

The redhead feigned hurt and tossed her muffin wrapper at you. You laughed, causing her to fall in love with you all over again.

A/N: Please tell me what you think!

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[thewincestgospel]

Do you have any gender-bent fics, either wincest, J2, or gen??? Thanks!! (This blog is awesome, it's super helpful, so thank you so much for it!)

But of course! There are so many though that I might have to do a part 2

Female Dean    

Another Way to Get to Know You  by IndridGrey   New city, new apartment, new job, new gender presentation.Dee Smith leaves the menswear at home, starts her new job at Sandover Iron & Bridge in a skirt and kitten heels, and finally, fucking finally gets called the right things.  Things are going great for a few weeks and even with the fear of being outed she's the happiest she's ever been.And then someone decides to pop their own kernel in an office microwave.(This covers the three weeks that the Winchesters are brainwashed into Smith and Wesson up to the end of It's a Terrible Life)             

 Dress to Impress  by  KillerOfHope Deanna and Sam are undercover as a married couple in a gated community where several strange murders have taken place while undercover, the two have a little roleplay in the bedroom as 'husband and wife' with Sam as the dom Hubby and Deanna being the ever submissive wife, taking every order he gives, referring to Sam at some point as 'sir'.                

Judgment That Will Never Come  by  xHelenxOfxSlash   “Yeah, I mind. Dee, you want me. We need to-” Sam started in his “caring and sharing voice.”

“We don’t need to do anything. Besides, who says I want you, huh?” Before She knew what was happening Deanna was flipped over onto her back again, Sam’s hands slipping under the waistband of her shorts and cupping the wetness there. She let out an embarrassing mewl, face coloring with shame and arousal     

Let's Get this Party Started  by   firesign10   16-year-old Sam gets invited to his first party and is totally awkward and feels uncool. Girl!Dean shows up and pretends to be his cool, older girlfriend in college and lets him feel her up in front of his envious peers.          

 A Most Unusual Realisation  by BronteLover       He took in the sight of Dean’s new mouth-wateringly luscious body, only dressed in white, lace underwear. The smooth, soft curve of her breasts were accentuated by the line of the bra, and her flat stomach led down into lace panties that left little to the imagination. He imagined ripping them off and plunging his cock inside the tight, wet heat they hid.                  

Orlando by ellerkay   While working a case in a small town in Massachusetts, Dean ends up with a very different body than the one he’s used to. He thinks it’s the most fun thing ever. Sam, on the other hand, is barely holding it together. He can’t stop thinking about Dean’s new shape, and it’s making it much harder than usual to keep his desire for Dean at bay. 

Sweet Sister  by  Anonymous   Sam has pined after Deanna for years.  Finally, they can't resist each other anymore.            

there's an opera out on the turnpike by cherryvanilla She's tried to fill the hole Sam’s left behind with saving other people. Tried to fill it with rock salt and matches and grave digging and shotguns. Tried to fill it with whiskey and beer and fucking and sucking. (Or, five times Deanna Winchester hooks up with someone who reminds her of her brother plus one time she sleeps with the real thing.)

 Thicker Than Water by Edwardina  Dean's got cramps, and Sam knows just what to do for him.  

Until it All Falls Down  by  Callisto   Jess burned, Dad died, Mom never really was, and Samuel never mattered. She figures if surviving all that doesn’t entitle Sam and her to each other for ever and ever, then Castiel in his heaven can sit on her middle finger and rotate.She once said that aloud, expecting a little shock and derision from the brother who’d prayed every day once upon a time. But all he said was ‘amen’ before he crowded her against a wall and kissed her.(Pre-series to season 6)     

 You're The One That I Still Miss by tebtosca     A curse sends Dean running to Stanford to hide out, but an unexpected life with Sam keeps him there.            

Female Sam

All Right, Mr. De Mille  by britomart_is  Sam's thighs are controversial. They're a matter of public debate.    

Beggars Would Ride  by   victoria_p (musesfool) He tells himself that the line he's crossing can be redrawn, slightly over the edge into fucked up, and isn't that where they've been living anyway since Mom died?                       

Bewitched Again by DickBaggins  Someone didn't read the fine print on the curse, and a month after Bewitched, Sam transforms into a super hot lady yet again. This time, Dean thinks he's better prepared. Thinks. 

Blues Won't Haunt You  by darkdecay   When John gets Dean severely injured on a hunt, Sam decides she's had enough. She gets Dean in the impala while their dad is out, grabs what she can, and gets herself and Dean as far away from John—and the life he wanted them to lead—as she can.                            

Dean's Bad Girl by Annabeth_Crestfallen_LeMorte  Not a lot of plot...basically some gender-swapped Wincest-y goodness.  SHAMELESS SMUT!  You've been warned.              

Don't Be Such a Girl, Sammy by  LoveThemWinchesters   Okay, yeah. Dean makes mistakes sometimes…some are worse than others. But maybe the end result isn’t so bad this time. 

Exit Sign in the Mirror by  keysmash   Sam lets things go pretty far before she bothers to tell him.              

Heaven is High and the Earth is Wide  by  lexicale  As wide open as the untamed west is, the Winchesters are always trapped between a rock and a hard place. Sam can't escape the trappings of her gender, and Dean is irrevocably in love with his sister.A western!AU with always-a-girl!Sam.            

The Hunt Gone Girl-Shaped  by Viridescence   Your typical monster-turns-Sam-into-a-girl fic. Or, how Dean DIDN'T get to play with Sam and his shiny new vibrator.      

I Am Sam By: Sorrel   It's hell being the girl. But Sam makes her own way, come hell or high water, and there's plenty of the former when she reunites with big brother Dean, and remembers all of the things she'd thought long forgotten.

The Old College Try by Anonymous   Sam's getting ready to graduate from high school and Dean's worried about Sam up and leaving him. So he starts plotting to get Sam pregnant.

Only Love Can Make A Home  by  KassandraScarlett   Soulless Sam seduces Dean and they begin sleeping together, and Dean does his best to hide the fact that he's in love with her. But then Sam gets her soul back and has no memories of what she did while soulless, until her wall breaks and her hallucinations remind her.                  

Samantha & Dean  by  Destiel_Cockles   AU where Sam is a girl and she wants nothing more than to be with Dean. She comes up with a plan to seduce him because she knows he wants her just as bad. 

A Supremely Black Tai Affair by setissma  The year she turns sixteen, Sam's Christmas list to her father has exactly three things on it: a house, a real Christmas tree, and the OED.

 The Thrift Store Tragedies by Blue_Jay  For hunters, being a woman is seen as a weakness. Samantha figures out quickly how to make it a weapon instead.                          

Underground Wires by eggnogged It’s hard enough being a teenage girl even without all the extra crap: they move around all the time, her family is as far removed from normal as it’s possible to get, and she’s in love with her older brother. Sam has no control on any of it, she’s just trying to stay afloat.

Both Dean and Sam are females

Bleeds for a Week and Doesn't Die by Nutkin   John Winchester has two daughters named Sam and Dean.

The Cursed Beaver by  Mayalaen   Sam and Dean find a cursed object that allows them to switch genders whenever they want.  

The Female Advantage by   DckBaggins   Dean's still feeling the full effects of a nasty little sex spell courtesy of a banging succubus, but she decides to lie about it to Sam; of course, her soulless sister sees right through her.  

For My Prayer Has Always Been Love by  The_Circadian  Back on the road after tragedy finds them again, Sam and Dean find themselves seemingly cursed by an unknown source. With little to go on, their previous plans to find their father are put on hold while they try to fix whatever has changed them into female versions of themselves.Despite the curse and his grief over the loss of Jess, the situation does nothing good for Sam's long running, hidden feelings for his brother. If anything it's harder and harder to deny how he feels.Takes place soon after the Season 1 Pilot.              

We Still Have Tonight   by ds9trekkie   Sam and Dean experience lovin' from a very different perspective. Witches, lesbian sex, and all the feels.          

[mothmansrevolt]

LU Girl Scout AU (and subsequent PTA AU)

LU au where they have to pretend to be girl scouts because Time has to prove a point to the pta board and to the Karen Squad Its basically a bunch of highschoolers and singular college student pretending to be girl scouts because of both friendship and Time just shoved some sashes in their hands and said Y'all are all now girlscouts and offered to get them Chipotle as payment.

Twilight is in college(online). Warriors in a senior. Legend and Sky are juniors. Hyrule and Wild are sophmores. Four and wind are freshmen. Four is homeschooled by his grandfather though.   All are in a specila branch called hylia scouts (creative i know). This means they get set uniforms and competitions with other troops over cookie selling boundaries since hylia scout troops are usually very close to eachother. There are two troops in their area including them. Troop 4296 (the Links) and 6669 (the Karen Squad) They are troop 4296 because Time wouldnt let them have either 420 or 6969

Time--a pta mom--rivals with the Karens--tired as all hell but will not hesitate to prank the karens--troop leader and/or chaperone depending on the situation--He has a million bumper stickers supporting his "girls"--honestly he's just here for the cookies--someone get this man a coffee--has two sons according to the law, but has eight in spirit--you mess with his children he will not hesitate to murder you--all his sons are arsonists and he doesn't understand why--will call the links his "daughters". half the town can't tell what children he actually has--loves coupons and discounts "Malon said I'm not allowed to start fights at the pta meetings but I will not hesitate drag her here if you insult my beautiful brats again." Twilight­--Time's eldest son--only in this because he doesn't want his friends to get hurt and he loves his parents--a good boy--loves animals and will not hesitate to educate you on them--he wears overalls and if forced will wear a skirt over the overalls--he cant sell cookies for shit because nobody believes that he is a girlscout--sometimes has to duck down behind Four if certain people are around because they'll get suspicious--it does not work--He pretends to be everyone's big brother and they love him for it--perpetually confused by Wolfie "I have command over an army of teenagers and goats, nothing can stop me but gas money and my gpa." Wild--Time's second son--can pass as a girl pretty well--he destroys stuff during craft time--hot glues patches to sash--He has every one of the cooking patches and than some--Often seen with the camera photographing everything--Will help create new badges--give this boy a scavenger hunt and he will find you just about anything--has a tendency to ride on wild animals--isn't legally allowed to drive a car nor own a license. nobody knows why--second most convincing for this whole thing "This is just a glorified gang and honestly I am living for it." Four--from the neighboring farm but Twilight and Malon babysits him sometimes. he is a staple--the karens keeps trying to steal him because he is 'innocent' and 'a little lady'--this leads to ridiculous hijinks--he is small, quiet, not very mentally sound but he tries his best and is brave as all hell--owns the most badges--will rock the skirt always--fashionista or fashion disaster, there is no in-between--he's the most committed besides legend and warriors but is the most convincing--best cookie seller--Often seen handling sharp tools and knives for some reason, who gave this child a weapon?!--tends to befriend bad people--the only one with the fire safety badge even though, he to, is an arsonist--wears a vest because the sash is too big, Malon made it for him--has a bird named Ezlo who sits on his head "Sorry Miss Karen but I've been bribed with my first born child so kindly fuck off." Legend--salty and sassy--will always rock the skirt--also a fashionista and knows accessories--he's really only in this because of a running bet with warriors--he has a soft on the inside sometimes--he will get into cat fights--The other girlscouts from a rival troop HATE him because they will always lose arguments against him--knows the most about girl scouts, won't say how--Often seen blinged out with the jewelry he wins at the local chuck-se-cheese with his buddy Ravio "I have command over an entire troop of shortstacks and will not hesitate to order a strike against your fucking kneecaps. Do NOT question the authority of this skirt." Warriors--pretty boy--in a bet with Legend--also a fashionista--he is a big brother tho-- protection squad and trying his best--he is on student counsel and is a good leader--stand in when Time is busy--Often seen with a sports bag in one hand and a girl scout sash in the other--all the troops think he is a major lesbian because he keeps flirting with the other scouts--he gets more numbers as a girlscout, not that he could ever admit this "I'm a known lesbian among the girl scouts and honestly that is my crowning achievement." Sky--is here because his friends are here--He is the mom friend--second best at selling cookie because of his sweetness--He often tag teams with Four for selling cookies--is slightly confused but he's here to make sure nobody gets hurt--honestly just naps during meeting-- Often seen with blanket and a comforting hug--rival troops actually have scouts seeking out to befriend him--always forgets his skirt and is often seen borrowing his girlfriend Zelda's "Guys, please stop fighting you are all beautiful young women. Karen, you shut the frick up." Hyrule--the camper and nature boy of the group--he loves and has earned every patch for exploration and camping--tends to get lost--needs navigation patch--its been revoked from him twice--Humble and nice--often sleeps over at other peoples houses--nobody knows where he lives--it confuses the shit out of them--He is buddies with Four because Four knows the backwoods and roads the best--Often not seen due to being lost "Legend duck taped a gps to me arm and I think its lost to :(" Wind--baby boy--not as innocent as the others think--he absolutely loves being a girlscout--will play pranks on the other troops during jamborees and campouts--lives by the sea, slightly far away form everyone else--He helps with the nautical patches--hangs with the resident young delinquents, Tetra's gang. she thinks this is hilarious--he owns the troop wagon that they all use--its named King of the Red Lions or just Dave depending on the hour--only here because Twilight babysits him and his sister--also wears a vest because he thinks its cooler--Often seen with a telescope and covered in sand--someone give this child a bath "My first love may be the sea, but my second is that damned burrito, hand me the fucking skirt!" Wolfie--troop mascot--a giant half wolf half god knows what--has his own vest and patches-- has a tendency to just show up--Nobody knows where he comes from nor where he goes--he is the town cryptid and it isn't uncommon to see him pulling the troop wagon with the boys in it--Four still rides on his back--it counts as the horse back riding patch--Twilight is perpetually confused by him and its become a running gag that Wolfie is his fursona--loves cookies, sadly the cookies do not love him--can vaguely say curse words "arf" Shadow and Dark(I'm not sorry)--in karen's troop 6669 (for fun? for rivalry? who knows. they don't)--brothers--edgy bastards who are in a band together--Shadow is best friends with Four, Dark thinks he's pretty rad--Often seen with Four and the other edgy teens--both sassy, both easily pissed but trying to be kind of nice--Shadow is the only one who has achieved this--no those are not their real names, its Link and Link like everyone else in this goddamned town--HI MY nAME IS ebONY DArknESS DEMENTIA RAveN WAY--Dark is the author of My Immortal--both suck at selling cookies--tag team with Four to try and help their sales--rivals of troop 4296, they despise each other--both wear vests because Shadow wanted to match Four and Dark decided he can trick out the vest "Our mother may be a bitch and a dumbass, but at least we aren't petty white boys." "Wait Dark we are petty white boys" "FUCK" Karen Ganondorf Smith, Kaaren Link Johnson, Carhaen Reese--bitches and pta moms--runs the pta--the karen squad--Reese's daughter named Betghyani who is very nice and likes troop 4296--Johnson is mother of Shadow and Dark--they are fucking nuts y'all--they represent the three evils of the pta: the enforcer, the healthy diet extreme, and the bitch against disabled children (quiet hands!!!)--despite popular belief, Four (Link Smith) is in no way related to Karen Smith (legally at least. Karen thinks they are and it doesn't end pretty sometimes)--they all hate Time with a burning passion because he is not afraid to call them out on their bullshit "I've brought up so many stances and rules into this pta and will not have some farming hooligan upstaging the careful work me and the other heads have created!" Malon--couldn't be on pta because she almost murdered a karen with kindness--sweet and kind but can still kick ass--helped make and fix uniforms--acts as chaperone when needed and finds this all completely hilarious--she makes snacks with Wild for the meetings--has adopted all of these children--actively enforces Wind and Four to eat more because whY ARE ALL YALL SO TINY--can lift a cow "Don't talk to me or my husband or my son or my son or my eight fake sons or my lovely eight fake daughters ever again."

[rustybutterknife]

Headcannons for Lydia:

She’s a transbian!!

She came out as trans when she was 10, and went on E when she was 12!

Emily and Charles were supportive of her!

Her full name is Lydia Jane Grace Deetz. Lydia because that’s what her mom said she would had named her had she been born a girl, and Jane Grace because she was really into Against me! at the time.

She got her name legally changed when she was 15, a couple of months before her mom died.

When Lydia and her dad moved, nobody else knew she was trans. Not even Delia.

Beetlejuice was the first person in the household to find out.

He saw her doing her E shot and asked her “what is that? Are you diabetic? Sick?? Dying???”

And she just calmly explains that no, she’s trans and those are just hormones.

Naturally, Beetlejuice has a million and one questions. Some are good, some are kinda dumb, and some Lydia just straight up has to go “no, we’re not talking about that.”

The Maitlands were next to know when they looked through old photo albums the Deetz’s had. They saw an old photo of Lydia when she was about 5 or 6, shaggy hair that she fought to let grow, dressed in a shark T-shirt and fish swim trunks on the beach.

They ask her about it, asking if she had a brother they never knew about. She just stayed quiet and let them ask questions before she eventually told them.

They hugged her (somehow) and told her that they accepted her, and that she could talk to them about these sort of things.

Delia was the last to find out. Lydia just straight up told her over breakfast, Delia almost choking on her coffee over the news. Cause hey, you don’t really expect it happen.

It’s takes Lydia a few minutes to explain that “no, Delia. I don’t wanna ‘be a boy’. Been there, done that, not interested” before Delia gets it.

Delia just asks everyone around her if they knew, and they’re all like “yeah, we been knew.”

During pride month, they all get shirts that say “I love my trans daughter” and she nearly cries

Whenever she’s feeling extremely dysphoric, Charles will take her to the local mall.

She’ll always book it to hot topic, it’s pretty much a 2nd home to her.

She owns 22 dresses from hot topic

She’s also an absolute goddess when it comes to makeup. She owns 15 palettes from Hot Topic, and she owns about 5 brush sets.

One from a hot topic mystery bag, one from wish, one from Ross, and 2 from Walgreens.

Her favorite ones are the Walgreens ones, they’re just so soft and work well.

She didn’t come out as a lesbian until she’d been in the new house for a couple of months.

She’d had her fair share of girlfriends, but that wasn’t anyone’s business.

She came out to the Maitlands first, who of course told her that they loved her dearly and that she could talk to them about her crushes if she wanted.

Adam is like “hey, we both like beautiful women, that’s something we could bond over now!” Barbra blushes and giggles. Lydia is like “God damn it Adam, you’re trying and I appreciate it.”

Later on, after everyone goes to bed, they get to work.

Adam makes her a hand drawn card with a little cartoon Lydia coming out of a closet, holding a little rainbow flag on the front and a little heart felt letter on the inside.

Barbra made a cake with rainbow chocolate chips on the inside, and rainbow frosting on the outside.

They wake her up and she simply rolls over and goes “Beetlejuice, it’s too early for this...”

“No, wake up, it’s us!”

She goes looks up at her alarm clock, then back at them.

“Excuse my language, and don’t tell my dad, but it is 3 in the mother fucking morning.”

They’re in a bit of shock because “*gasp*, she said the fuck word” but they get over it quickly

Barbra gets Lydia up and they lead her into the attic.

She sees the cake and lets out an audible gasp, a smile plastered on her face.

Adam gives her the card and she’s all almost in tears.

They hug her and the dam breaks loose.

Beetlejuice is the next to find out

He sees the lights and hears their voices from upstairs and wonders “ah shit, are they getting it on upstairs?? I wanna watch!” Like the pervert he is

So he bursts in and sees Lydia crying and the Maitlands comforting her and he’s like “oh shit gotta go” but Lydia sees him before he can get away and she just goes “Yo, BJ, get back her you rat.”

He sheepishly comes in and is like “hey, uh... it’s... gonna be okay.” While patting Lydia on the back because he thinks that she’s crying for bad reasons.

She’s like “no, no, I’m okay,” and she shows him the card and cake

His eyes go wide as yells “you’re a lesbian!!?”

The Maitlands and Lydia quickly shush him because god damn it Beetlejuice, her parents are sleeping and don’t know yet!

Beetlejuice is like “oh shit, sorry.”

They talk for a bit before eating the cake.

“So uh... if you want any advice on how to ‘woo the ladies’-“

“Beetlejuice, no...”

“Okay, got it, not the best time.”

“No, you just give bad advice.”

She eventually comes out to Charles and Delia.

She asks to talk to him in private about something, and he agrees. He wonders if she’s getting bullied again at her new school, or if anything has gone wrong in her life.

“Dad... there’s no easy way to tell you this... but... I’m gay.”

He breathes a sigh of relief.

She thinks that he’s frustrated or angry with her, and she starts to cry.

He quickly hugs her and rubs her back, telling her that he kinda already knew.

“What???”

“I mean, there’s no... what do you kids say? ‘Hetty spaghetti’ explanation for your obsession with Wednesday Adam.”

“Dad, please never say ‘hetty spaghetti’ ever again.”

“You got it.” He throws in an awkward thumbs up.

When she tells Delia, she goes off on a tangent about “spiritual exploration” and “discovering your true self”

Lydia cuts her off and simply says “I’m gay, it’s not that deep.”

She leaves the conversation when Delia starts talking about “experimenting with women” in college.

She loves emo music

her favorite bands are Burn the Ballroom, Against me!, and My Chemical Romance

She also loves to sing, but she’s shy about her voice.

Beetlejuice secretly has a video of her belting out “love on the brain” by Rihanna

He has a not-so-secret video of her singing “Transgender Dysphoria Blues” in the living room.

He felt like he was stabbed again when she got to... that part...

He’s surprised because god damn kid, you said it so angry, are you okay???

His hair is purple by the end of the song and he’s crying

She ends up having to comfort him

On a positive note, she absolutely loves sweets and has a little bowl of heresy kisses next to her bed.

Okay that’s all, thank you! :D

(Also I’m a trans man and I don’t know much about being dysphoric as a trans girl so please tell me if I got anything factually incorrect or if anything I said was offensive!)

[deanieweaniewrites]

After The Deposit

Read on AO3 Here

Rated: T

Warnings: No Archive Warnings

Pairing: Destiel

Tags: Meet-cute, Awkward Flirting, First Date, Twin Fic

Summary:  This is a twin fic that goes along with casbeanwrite's A Safe Deposit This is the same fic from Castiel's point of view, plus the aftermath and a sweet ending. Castiel is a nurse at a fertility clinic. Dean is a sperm donor for his friend Charlie and her wife. They flirt over a cup of Dean's semen and go on their first date.

Castiel was a hard worker throughout his whole life. Some would call him a workaholic, but what could he say? He liked his job. He worked in a fertility clinic as a nurse. There were ups and downs to his job, as there were with any career. He mostly saw couples, women trying to have children, and then there were the men coming in for fertility tests where they would have to make a deposit. Every once in a while, that part was awkward, but he always did his best to make sure everyone felt comfortable and like they weren’t being judged.

Today was different than the usual days. It was all normal until Mr. Green eyes and oh-so-sexy bowlegs walked in. He only felt slightly creepy when he immediately looked up this guy’s file for a name. Dean. He put on his professional face and tried to make Dean comfortable.

The last thing he expected was for Dean to flirt with him . He was surprised and a little embarrassed. This guy was either married or in a committed relationship, so that made this awkward and inappropriate. He brought the magazines Dean asked for and left when he asked, his cheeks flushed pink. He went back to his station to work on some paperwork. That was when his coworker, Balthazar, decided to bother him.

“Hey Cassie. Did you see the stud that just came in?”

“Yes, I did. I was the one who took him back.” Castiel tried to ignore him, but it was no use. Balthazar’s arm was on his shoulder and he was all up in his space.

“You gonna get his number?”

“He’s in a fertility clinic. I’m sure he’s in a very loving and committed relationship.”

Balthazar hummed. “Why don’t you find out what he’s in for?”

Castiel picked up Dean’s file and skimmed over it. Sure enough, he was a donor for someone named Dorothy. She had a patient file here too. Castiel couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed, but he knew it was just part of the job. Dean said he flirted when he was nervous, so he wasn’t really interested in Castiel, he was just weirded out. Castiel ignored Balthazar while he waited for Dean to return.

When Dean did return, he found out that Dean wasn’t trying to get a wife or girlfriend pregnant, he was donating for his lesbian friends. Oh, that was sweet. Too sweet. Of course Dean was stupidly hot and a sweet guy. Getting his number had to be one of the greatest moments of his life.

When he arrived home that evening, he immediately started getting ready. He showered and shaved, leaving a thin layer of stubble. He startled when he turned and his daughter, Claire, was right there in the doorway after he got dressed.

“Do you have a date?”

Castiel smiled a bit. “Maybe.” He was so thankful for the relationship he had with Claire. It was rocky at first after her mother died, but things were better now. She was fifteen now and she had matured a lot over the past five years.

Claire beamed. “Really? Tell me about him or her. What are they like? Where did you meet them?”

Castiel smiled. “His name is Dean. I met him at work.”

“You didn’t tell me they hired someone new.”

“He doesn’t work there.”

“...You’re going a date with a patient?”

“Yes, but he’s single. He was there to donate for his friends, who are lesbians, so they can’t conceive on their own.”

Claire smiled. “That’s sweet. Is he cute?”

“Very.” Castiel finished tying his tie and gave Claire a gentle squeeze of the shoulder as he passed her.

A few hours later, Castiel found himself waiting at a table at a local restaurant. He tapped his foot anxiously as he waited for Dean. When he finally saw him across the restaurant, he couldn’t resist the urge to beam and stand up to make himself more visible.

He wasn’t sure if it would be appropriate to hug Dean or just wave, so with his hand up, he stuck it out for Dean to shake, as if that wasn’t the most awkward thing he had ever done. He felt a slight rush of relief when Dean simply laughed and shook his hand.

“Relax, man. It’s just dinner.”

“Dinner with the man I flirted with over a cup of semen while I was at work.” Castiel sat back down in his seat. “I’ve never been here before.”

“You’ve never been to The Roadhouse? If you like burgers, you’re going to love this.” He sat down across from Castiel and placed his arms on the table, leaning forward with a flirty grin.

Castiel smiled softly. “I do love hamburgers.” His phone dinged and he blushed. “I’m sorry, I know it’s rude to text on a date, but I need to leave my phone on in case my daughter texts me.”

“No, don’t be sorry. Making sure your kid is okay is more important than stupid date etiquette.”

Castiel checked his phone, and sure enough, it was Claire.

Claire Novak

How’s it going? Is he there yet?

Castiel Novak

Great. He just got here. Are you okay?

Claire Novak

I’m fine. I’m just checking in on you. Have fun!

Castiel smiled at his phone and set it aside. “She was just asking if you were here yet.”

Dean nodded. “How old is she?”

“She just turned fifteen.”

“Big birthday. She get her driver’s permit?”

“Oh yeah, she did. I felt bad, because I started crying at the DMV and embarrassed her. She says it wasn’t actually that embarrassing, but it was embarrassing for me.” He blushed. Why was he admitting this on a date?

“That’s sweet. You sound like a really caring father.”

Castiel smiled. Damn, he was just as charming and nice as he was attractive. “Thank you. I try to be. She’s the light of my life. I do everything for her. It hasn’t exactly been easy for her, so she deserves everything I can give her now.” He would have stopped at ‘thank you’, but Dean seemed to be enjoying listening to him, which felt nice.

“How is it that you’re stupidly gorgeous and a great guy all in one?”

Castiel’s cheeks flushed. “You’re saying that about me? I was thinking the same about you. I’ve been thinking that ever since we got here. You’ve let me sit here and blab about my daughter and you’ve barely spoken.”

“Maybe it’s just because I love the sound of your voice. After all, thinking about it is what got me off today.” Dean put a hand over his face. “God, I really can’t control myself around you.”

Castiel laughed softly. “It is pretty entertaining.” He glanced up as the waitress that sat him approaching the table. She grinned at Dean.

“So you finally got a hot date? About time. You gettin’ your usual?”

Dean grinned up at the waitress. “Hell yeah I am. How’re you, Jo?”

“I’m good. Mom’s behind the bar tonight and Ash is bussing tables, as usual.” She looked over at Castiel. “If he gives you any trouble, you tell me and I’ll whoop his ass.”

Castiel smiled. “I’ll be sure to do that, thank you.”

Jo smiled back. “What can I get for you?”

“I’ll just have a water and a cheeseburger with the usual toppings, thank you.”

Jo picked up their menus and left to go get their drinks.

Castiel looked back at Dean. “You must come here a lot.”

“Oh yeah, I’ve come here since I was a teenager. Jo and I went to highschool together. She’s a fireball. Her mom is too. Ash is a cool guy. He’s the one with the mullet. You’ll see him around.”

Castiel nodded. “I’ve talked a lot about my family, tell me about yours.”

“Well, not much to say. I don’t have a lot of family. There’s my little brother, Sammy. He lives out in Palo Alto, California. He’s a lawyer. He’s such a smart kid. He got a full ride to Stanford right out of highschool. His fiance, Jessica, she’s a sweetheart. They’re going to move out here at the end of the year. I miss them, so I’m looking forward to being able to see them more. I hate driving out there.”

“Why don’t you fly?”

“Hell no. I don’t do planes.” Dean shook his head. “I love driving, but 25 hours is rough. I usually stop overnight, so it takes two days to get there, three if I don’t leave at the asscrack of dawn.”

Castiel nodded. “I understand. Everyone has some irrational fear.” He smiled softly. “That’s really impressive that your brother went to Stanford.”

Dean beamed proudly. “I know, right. He’s a good kid, so smart.”

“You probably miss him.”

“Oh yeah, I miss him a lot. I can’t wait for him to move down here.” He smiled. “What’s your daughter’s name?”

“Claire.” He picked up his phone and showed his wallpaper, which was a picture of him and Claire. She had her hair long and braided on the side, which was her favorite style.

Dean smiled. “That’s a great picture. She looks like she loves you a lot.”

“She does.” Castiel set his phone back down. He was absolutely smitten as he talked to Dean. Conversation flowed with ease and was barely interrupted by the arrival of their food. They talked over their burgers and Castiel learned a lot about Dean. He was an auto mechanic, and had worked on cars since he was ten. He grew up all over the continental US, but he was born in right here in Lawrence, and he spent his high school years in Sioux Falls, South Dakota. They were still talking long after their meals were over, and soon it was getting late.

“I hate to cut us off, but I did promise Claire I’d be home before nine. I’m sure she would be fine, but I should still probably go.”

“Oh wow, it’s that late? Damn, yeah I’ll let you go.”

Castiel was going to just go home, but then he blurted something out. “Do you want to come over?”

Dean blinked in surprise. “I mean, yeah, I’d like that.”

Castiel was tense until he heard Dean’s answer. He wanted to spend more time with Dean. “You want to follow me there? It’s not far.”

“Sounds good.” Dean led the way out of the Roadhouse. They had already paid for their meals. He looked around. “Which car is yours?”

“The Lincoln, right over there.”

Dean nodded. “Alright. See you there.” He smiled.

Castiel smiled back and nodded. “See you there.” He got into his car and made sure Dean was behind him before he started driving. His house was a cute townhouse near the center of town. He had a flower garden out front and a vegetable garden in the back. He parked in his garage and got out of his car. He looked back at Dean’s car and walked to the driver’s side door. When Dean rolled down the window, he leaned in slightly.

“Mind if I go in first to let Claire know you’re here?”

“Not at all.” Dean chewed his lip as Castiel started to leave. “Wait-“

“Hm?” Castiel turned back and found Dean’s face way closer than before. His eyes flicked down to his lips and he swallowed. A few seconds later, Dean leaned forward and pressed their lips together in a quick kiss. Castiel kissed back and pulled away with a grin. “I’ll be back.” He was practically giddy as he walked up to the door and let himself in. Within seconds, Claire was bounding down the stairs.

“Tell me everything! What’s he like? What did you do? Was he nice? Did you tell him about me?”

Castiel smiled. “Slow down, it’s actually not over yet. He’s in the driveway and-“

“Can I meet him?”

“Sure. I just wanted to let you know that he was here before letting him inside. I didn’t want to startle you. Have you done your homework yet?”

“No, but-“

“You can meet Dean, but then you’re going to finish your homework. It’s late.”

Claire nodded. “Okay.”

Castiel stepped back outside and waved for Dean to come inside.

Dean walked up the sidewalk. “I like the garden.”

“Thank you.” Castiel let Dean inside. “Dean, this is my daughter, Claire. Claire, this is Dean.”

Claire waved. “Hey, Dean. Thanks for taking my dad out. He needed that. It’s been forever since he’s dated.”

Dean chuckled softly. “No problem. In fairness, I only gave him my number. He asked me out.”

Claire smiled. “He likes you, then. Good to meet you, Dean.”

“Nice to meet you too, Claire.” Dean watched as she went upstairs and then turned to Castiel. “She’s sweet.”

“She is.” He hummed. “Can I get you something to drink?”

“I’m good, thanks.” Dean followed Castiel to the living room and sat down next to him on the couch, taking his shoes off once Castiel did.

Castiel turned the TV on before looking at Dean. “Kiss me again.” He was surprised at his own forwardness, but he needed to feel Dean’s lips again.

Dean had a wide grin. “Another chance to kiss you like I mean it? Hell, I’ll take it.” He ran his thumb over Castiel’s jaw before leaning in for another kiss.

Castiel’s head spun and his world suddenly became very small. All he saw was himself and Dean, right here. All of his worries were gone. Everything with Dean felt so right. He had known this guy for eight hours and he was so head-over-heels. Hands drifted and nothing was rushed. A couch make-out session moved up to Castiel’s bedroom and became something more. Castiel fell asleep that night with his head on Dean’s chest, arm thrown over him.

The following morning, Castiel’s alarm went off and he turned it off, sitting up with a yawn. He looked over and his heart fell when the bed was empty. Did Dean already leave? He put his worries on pause when he heard Claire laughing downstairs. He quickly threw some clothes on and walked downstairs. He was met with a delicious smell of bacon and eggs. He saw Dean in the kitchen cooking and Claire sitting on the island with a piece of bacon in her mouth. Castiel smiled and walked up to Dean. “Good morning.”

“Morning. Hope you don’t mind me making breakfast.”

“Not at all. I can’t cook.”

“He set spaghetti on fire once.” Claire hummed.

Dean laughed. “That’s amazing.” He put the bacon and eggs on plates and set them on the table. When Claire’s back was turned, he snuck a kiss to Castiel’s cheek.

Castiel had no idea that morning how deep his love ran for Dean. That first date became one of many. Dean came over all the time to cook dinner, and they exchanged texts almost constantly. Dean constantly made jokes about how they met.

Dean Winchester

To this day, I still think about the time you held my semen in a cup and accepted my number

Castiel Novak

That was disgusting

Dean Winchester

Hey, you’ve seen me come a bunch of times now ;)

Castiel Novak

I’m at work

Dean Winchester

Oh, was that winky face too “provocative”?

Castiel Novak

No, the part where you referenced our sexual relations was inappropriate

Dean Winchester

Okay, okay, I’ll stop. Hey, meet me at the overlook today.

Castiel Novak

The one at the lake?

Dean Winchester

Yeah, that one. Great place to celebrate a six month anniversary, right?

Castiel Novak

It’s perfect. I’ll see you there. Love you

Dean Winchester

Love you too

That evening, Castiel walked the trail to the overlook. When he arrived, he found a blanket laid out and a basket full of food and wine. It was perfect. He watched the sun set over the lake, colors dissipating from the sky. When he stood up, he turned around to find Dean down on one knee with a little box in his hands.

After a year of marriage, Castiel walked into the fertility clinic for the first time without scrubs, because he wasn’t here for work today. Today, he and Dean were here for children of their own.

[cutesuki--bakugou]

Chocolate Comfort

Characters: Bakugou x Koge (OC), ft. Natsuki, brief mentions of Seijirou, Dokuji, Matsuki, Atsuki and Otoha.

Rating: Teen | Cursing

Warning: Could be upsetting to those who suffer and struggle with bullying, some derogatory word usage, fluffy dad!Baku supporting his daughter

Words: 2839

a/n: I just love their relationship and want to write and develop it more, no real excuse otherwise. 

The sound of slamming doors was an almost daily occurrence in the Bakugou household. With such strong willed and easily frustrated people, it was never a surprise to those that lived there or to frequent guests when a door or two would slam, echoing through the two story house. So when the front door slammed with the arrival of his daughter as she came home from school, Bakugou didn’t even bother to look up from the book he had in his hands. He did keep his focus for the moment on the shuffling at the entrance, also a common set of noises that came with the shedding of coats and shoes before stepping foot into the house. His back to the entrance, he couldn’t see her, though there was a sound that hidden between what was normal that instantly peaked his interest. 

A sniffle. 

It was a quiet one, as if the tiny wild-haired blonde had tried to muffle it to keep any attention away from her, but the ever observant Bakugou noticed it without fault. His little girl was not of the sniffling sort, either when it came to crying or being sick. She had gotten sick only a couple of times in her young life, and crying was out of the question unless it was a seriously huge deal. The last time he had seen her cry was just over two years ago, when she had come out to him and his wife as lesbian. There hadn’t been a single tear since, and as another sniffle reached his ears, he knew that there was something going on. Though, he knew damn well that if he wanted any chance at getting through to her, subtlety was key. 

“Welcome home, Natsu.” He called from the living room couch, marking his place in his book before shutting it quietly. Then came the confirmation that there was indeed something wrong. Silence. All Natsuki did was make her way up the stairs towards her bedroom, stomping so hard that Bakugou was surprise her feet didn’t go right through them. Frown crossing his lips, he watched her, though he was unable to see her face. Only her body posture gave away that she was upset, head down and shoulders hunched up with fists clenched at her sides. In that moment, he couldn’t help but to see a bit of his teenage self in her, recognizing that bothered posture as if he were looking in a mirror. 

“Well someone’s--” SLAM. “-- upset.” Koge spoke softly from the entrance to the kitchen, pulling Bakugou’s eyes away from the stairs and to his wife. Her pale blue gaze was locked on the path her daughter had taken, currently wiping her hands on a rag. “I bet even the neighbors could hear her stomping around like that. Did she say anything to you, Katsuki?” 

“No.” Bakugou stood, removing his reading glasses from his face and placing them down onto the coffee table along with his book. “I think she would have started screaming if she opened her mouth. It’s weird though, usually when she’s mad she will come and actually rant about it.” 

Koge gave a small sigh, placing the rag into her apron pocket. “Then she must not be mad. Maybe something’s made her sad?” 

“Maybe.” He made his way over to his wife, kissing her lips softly. Koge smiled up at him, placing her hand on his cheek gently. 

“I’m about to start dinner. Why don’t you go up and talk to her?” 

“I may never come out alive. Are you sure you want me to risk it?” Bakugou placed his hand on the back of hers, turning his head to place a kiss against her palm. Giggling softy, Koge stepped in closer as his kisses continued up her arm. 

‘You should probably take an offering. Maybe those spicy chocolates and some milk? That’s always her go-to emotional binge eating option.” She let her arms wrap around his neck as he caressed her petite body to him tightly, her lips lost to his in another kiss. 

Once releasing her, Bakugou followed her into the kitchen, their hands hooked together only by a couple of fingers. Coming to a stop by the fridge, he opened it up and pulled out the milk while Koge fetched the chocolates from a hidden spot in a low cabinet, where she stashed all their goodies that she didn’t want their teenage children to find. These particular chocolates were made with spices that could easily give Koge hiccups, but her heat loving husband and children were admittedly addicted to them. So, they stayed hidden until it was deemed appropriate to pull them out, or until Bakugou had to get up in the middle of the night for a quick sweet snack. 

“Did you want a plate or something for them?” Koge looked up at Bakugou as he poured an oversized cup of milk, catching his gaze for a moment before he shook his head. 

“No. I think I should take the whole thing. We’ll just get more for ourselves later, but she’ll probably want to binge on them.” Once milk was sufficiently poured, Bakugou put the jug away and sighed, reaching up to ruffle his hair in preparation for walking into the dragon’s lair. “Alright… If I don’t come back, it means I died.” 

Koge giggled softly, rubbing his back as he took the milk and chocolates into his hands. “You’ll be alright. You can always get through to her, better than any of us. You can call me for backup if you want.” 

“Natsu is sixteen now, who knows what the fuck is going on. I just hope it’s not dating… I don’t know jack shit about relationship crap.” He began to make his way towards the stairs, Koge following for the moment. 

“What does that mean? You married me, didn’t you?” 

“Yeah, but you were my first girlfriend and we never broke up. We didn’t go through that type of drama. I just wigged out when you tried to kiss me in public for the first year.” He shot her a snarky smirk over his shoulder as he started up the stairs. Koge gave a roll of her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest. 

“Two years, actually.” 

Bakugou merely answered with a shrug, starting down the hall and making his way to Natsuki’s bedroom. He could already hear the alarmingly loud heavy metal music, once again bringing back memories of his troubled youth. With a sigh, he stopped at the door, holding the bag of chocolates under his left arm to free up a hand so he could knock. After a couple decently hard taps with his knuckles, he called to his daughter loud enough so she could hopefully hear him over the music. With no answer, he opened the door, peeking into the room to find that it was completely pitch black, except for the orange and purple string lights she had along her walls near the ceiling. 

They created enough light so that Bakugou could see her, sitting on the bed with a giant pillow in her arms, her face shoved into it. Once inside, he let the door shut behind him before heading towards her stereo, turning down the music to where it was barely audible. “That’s a band I used to listen to all the time. Not exactly when I was having a bad day, but it was my thinking music. The heavier, the better.” 

There was no response from Natsuki, just the soft rustle of fabric as she lifted her head up just a bit to peer at him from behind her bangs. Making his way to her bed, Bakugou plopped to sit down, dropping the chocolates beside her in a way to make it obvious what they were. Now that he was next to her, he could see that she had also pulled her blanket up over her body, covering nearly every inch of her. Slowly, a petite hand slid out of the blanket to take the chocolates, pulling them into the darkness of her little cocoon. 

“Hot turds?” Natsuki spoke quietly, the rasp of her voice giving enough away to tell Bakugou that she had not only been crying, but did a scream session into her pillows. Deciding not to jump straight into the interrogation, Bakugou nodded.   

“Hot turds. Truffles. Whatever they are.” 

“I’d still eat them if they were turds.” Now her voice was muffled as she had already started eating. “They’re so fucking good.” 

“They are,” Bakugou skipped out on scolding for language at the moment, tapping his fingers against the cup in his hand. “The fucking best.” 

“Why does everyone hate me, Daddy?” 

Frown crossing his lips, Bakugou resisted the urge to pull her in for a hug, knowing she was a ‘touch only when I want it’ type of person. “Everyone doesn’t hate you, babygirl. You have friends, your mom and I and your brothers. Eguchi and Doey. You have a lot of people that love you.” 

“But they don’t… Not my friends.” Sniffling, Natsuki shifted the pillow in her arms, finally giving Bakugou a view of her flushed and tear stained cheeks. How upset she was was visible in her furrowed brow and pained glare, which was locked on the bag of chocolates in her hands. “Everyone just pretends to like me…” 

Bakugou handed the glass of milk towards her, letting her gulp quite a bit down before he spoke. “Did they do something today?” 

With a soft hiccup, fresh tears joined the old, making her fair blonde hair stick to her skin. “It was Hori.” 

“The girl you’ve been going on dates with? Didn’t she say she’d be your girlfriend?” 

“She was just pretending. Her and all my ‘friends’ were in on it, so they could learn a bunch of secrets about me. T-they were spreading lies that I hit on girls in the bathroom, that I peek at them in the stalls and in the locker rooms.” Having obviously already gotten past the initial sadness, frustration and anger was starting to peek through as she began to stuff her mouth with the candies. “They made such a r-racket today after g-gym that the coach had to make me l-leave! They were telling me that I’m no better than the perverted boys, that I should have to be with them like the d… dyke I am. And you know what I did?” 

“You stood up to them?” 

“No! That’s the worst p-part!” Natsuki brought a hand up and smacked herself in the forehead, making it clear that most of the frustration was towards herself. “I didn’t do anything but stand there and cry! All day, people were avoiding me, running out of the bathroom when I’d walk in and not walking next to me, holding their skirts to their bodies like they thought I’d try to take pictures under them! I-it’s all over social media, the only person who stood up for me was Otoha since she’s an upperclassman, but she’s so timid they just made fun of her, too.” 

Bakugou was at a loss for words, having never been met with a situation like this before. The more she talked and explained the bullying she endured, the angrier he became. His babygirl was everything to him, and knowing that he hadn’t been able to protect her from such emotional trauma made him feel like a failure as a father. But what could he do? Confront their parents? Confront the children? The school? He had to do something, and he would do anything to protect her. 

“Matsuki wasn’t there for me to go to, or to talk sense into anyone like he had always been able to do before. Because Mr. Smart-Butt just had to graduate early.” With the cup of milk sitting between her legs, she crossed her arms over her chest, though it looked more to Bakugou like she was hugging herself. “I’m so stupid to think that people actually liked me. That I could have real friends being the freak that I am.” 

“You’re not a freak, Natsuki.” Bakugou had to stop her there, feeling his stomach clench at the way she degraded herself like that. “Liking girls and being quirkless doesn’t make you a freak.” 

“That’s not what everyone else thinks. They all see me as something weird and scary, especially now with all these stupid rumors. Even the teachers are being weird! I’ll never have friends or be normal…” 

“Who the fuck wants to be normal?” Bakugou leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he clasped his hands in front of him. “I want you to tell me something, Natsuki. Who matters most to you?” 

Wiping her face, Natsuki struggled to speak behind hiccups. “Y-you and Mama. My brothers… Uncle Seiji and Doey.” 

“Do we love you?” 

“Y-yes. Well, Atsuki is up in the air, I think.” Natsuki shrugged. “Daddy, where are you going with this, I don’t get it.” 

“After you graduate, who’s going to be in your life? Those people from school? Natsu, the people who don’t care about you won’t be with you after you move on with your life. You are training to become a badass fighter under a famous pro hero. You are going to be successful and happy with people around you that love you for everything that you are. And where will those bullies be?” 

“Who gives a fuck.” 

“Who gives a fuck! Exactly!” Bakugou held his arms open, motioning with his right hand for her to come to him. “Come here, babygirl.” Sniffling, Natsuki scooted closer to him, leaning against his side as he put an arm around her while she sipped at her milk. “I know things are hard right now, with Matsuki out of school and all these new changes in your life trying to be who you are. But you can’t let these stupid insecure girls scare it out of you.” 

“But no one listens to me when I try to tell the truth. How do I prove I’m not a pervert?” 

“Baby, all you have to do is stand your ground. Sometimes the more you try to prove something, to fight against it, the more you just condemn yourself to more ridicule. The right people will come around in time. Those who don’t matter aren’t worth your tears.” Bakugou reached up and wiped her cheeks, softly pushing her hair back out of her face. “You know who you are. You know what the truth is. You’re my daughter and you don’t take shit from anyone. Just… try to not get in any fights. You’ve already gotten too many write ups for that.” 

Natsuki sighed, shoving another chocolate in her mouth. “Can I at least punch Hori? Please?” 

“No, Natsu. I… am sorry about Hori, though. I know you liked her a lot.” 

Grumbling in annoyance, Natsuki just gave a shrug. “Whatever, she’s not worthy of me, anyways. You never went through stuff like this?” 

“Ah, I mean… I had people that hated me. The majority of the school, in fact… I had a couple of friends and your mother who always stood by me, helping guide me out of my shit attitude I carried for a long time. But I never gave up on my goals and who I wanted to become. And if that meant I had to be an asshole to some people, then I was going to be a fucking asshole to them. Because in the end, they didn’t matter. No one was, or is, going to stop me from reaching my goals. I had the people that mattered, and still do.” 

“I can’t wait to be out of high school… I’m only a first year and I already hate everyone.” Natsuki handed a chocolate to Bakugou, who took and ate it without question. 

“Just remember to use those emotions to drive you towards something positive, like your training. Beat the shit out of Doey tomorrow while you rant about this to Eguchi, too. I’m sure he’ll have some type of advice for you that may or may not match up with mine.” 

Natsuki finally cracked a smile, leaning her head on his shoulder as she looked up at him. “He’d just tell me to beat them up. You’re… not gonna talk to the school, are you?” 

“I am, Natsuki. I can’t just let this type of behavior go. I’ll call their parents, too. I love you too much to let little shit head girls make you cry.” 

“I love you, too, Daddy. Thank you for coming to talk to me and letting me eat all your special chocolates. Can we go do some training before dinner?” 

“Sure. A little constructive training is good to get out all that rage. And it’ll make you hungry, too. Mom’s cooking your favorite.” 

“Score! I -- burp -- Oh geez, too many chocolates.” 

“That was weak.”

“Like your stinky face! Hey, no tickling, you’ll make me spill my milk!” 

[maddie-grove]

Bi-Monthly Reading Round-Up (July/August)

PLAYLIST

"Breakaway” by Kelly Clarkson (The Wonder)

“The Lusty Month of May” from Camelot (Between a Highlander and a Hard Place)

“Blood on My Name” by The Brothers Bright (Vampires in the Lemon Grove)

“Too Good at Goodbyes” by Sam Smith (A Prince on Paper)

“All I See Is You” by Dusty Springfield (The End of Everything)

“Your Song” by Elton John (Patience and Sarah)

“Reach Out and Touch (Somebody’s Hand)” by Diana Ross (Touchy Subjects)

“When You’re Young and in Love” by the Marvelettes (Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda)

“No Sleep Tonight” by the Faders (Can’t Escape Love)

“Take Me in Your Arms (Rock Me a Little While)” by Kim Weston (Bury Me Deep)

“Cold Bread” by Johnny Flynn (Fludd)

“Thunder Road” by Bruce Springsteen (The Rest of the Story)

“How Can I Meet Her?” by the Everly Brothers (Someone to Honor)

“A Matter of Trust” by Billy Joel (The Scandalous Secret of Abigail MacGregor)

BEST OF THE BI-MONTH

The Wonder by Emma Donoghue (2016): Lib Wright, an English nurse who worked with Florence Nightingale in the Crimean War, is hired to observe Anna O’Donnell, an eleven-year-old Irish girl who claims to have not eaten for four months. Initially exasperated at the everyone’s credulity, Lib gradually realizes that there’s a lot more going on with Anna, her family, and her village than she thought...and that the girl may be in serious danger if she doesn’t intervene. Despite my love of Donoghue’s work, I put off reading this one for a while because the subject looked so grim. Although Donoghue does deal with difficult material, the growing relationship between prickly Lib and bright-but-haunted Anna makes the novel transcendent.

WORST OF THE BI-MONTH

Between a Highlander and Hard Place by Mary Wine (2018): After her highborn suitor shows his true colors, Athena Trappes sets fire to his house in self-defense and flees to Scotland. There she attracts the attention of Symon, Laird Grant, a melancholy widower. This Elizabethan romance has its moments, notably a lovely meet-cute at a May Day celebration, but it’s mostly dull with some irritating tropes.

REST OF THE BI-MONTH

Vampires in the Lemon Grove by Karen Russell (2013): In this collection, Russell tells the stories of various oddities, including women who turn into silkworms, presidents who are reincarnated as horses, and, yes, vampires in the lemon grove. The collection is remarkably consistent, and Russell shows enormous range in it. My favorites are the utterly chilling prairie horror of “Proving Up,” the hilariously absurd “The Barn at the End of the Term,” and the heartbreaking “The Graveless Doll of Eric Mutis.”

A Prince on Paper by Alyssa Cole (2019): Nya Jerami has existed under a cloud of suspicion and gossip since her abusive father, an adviser to the king of Thesolo, was sent to prison for poisoning his political rivals. Eager to start her life properly but unsure how, Nya finds unexpected help from Johan van Braustein, the seemingly devil-may-care stepson of the king of a European micronation. This is my favorite contemporary romance I’ve ever read, with two dynamic, endearing protagonists and a strong sense of setting. Cole expertly blends realistic modern-day concerns with frothy wish fulfillment (plus a dash of fairy-tale Gothic).

The End of Everything by Megan Abbott (2011): When her best friend Evie disappears, thirteen-year-old Lizzie only has scanty clues regarding where or why. As she becomes more and more consumed with finding the answer, she discovers dark secrets underlying her seemingly placid 1980′s suburb. Of all the Abbott novels I’ve read, this is the simplest and perhaps the most disturbing. I didn’t love it, but it’s very effective.

Patience and Sarah by Isabel Miller (1969): In 1810′s Connecticut, educated “spinster” Patience White finds herself intrigued by sweet, rough-hewn Sarah Dowling. Although their families contrive to keep them apart, they eventually make it to New York and start a farm together. Of the five f/f romance novels I’ve read, this is my very favorite. Miller captures the feel of early American literature very well, and the romance has a nice balance of tension and sweetness.

Touchy Subjects by Emma Donoghue (2006): This collection of short stories is, naturally enough, organized around “touchy subjects” like babies, domesticity, strangers, desire, and death. There are some jewels in this collection: the sad/funny “WritOr” (about a struggling author who takes on a resident-writer position at a rural college), the bittersweet “The Welcome” (about a naive young lesbian with a crush on a reserved trans woman), and the strangely uplifting “Enchantment” (about a rivalry between Cajun fishermen). There’s a lot of chaff to separate from the wheat, though; many of the stories are very slight.

Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda by Becky Albertalli (2015): Simon Spier, an upper-middle-class teen in suburban Atlanta, isn’t 100% sure why he hasn’t come out as gay to his liberal family or friends, but for now he prefers to keep his sexuality (and a flirtatious email correspondence with an anonymous boy called Blue) under wraps. When a classmate finds out the truth and blackmails Simon into setting him up with his friend Abby, that task becomes a lot more complicated. Despite the rather disturbing premise, this is a super-cute YA novel that I would have loved when I was a YA. (At twenty-eight, I still liked it a lot; it’s just got a sense of immediacy that was a little lost on me thanks to my relatively advanced age, but would’ve been very appealing to me at sixteen.) 

Can’t Escape Love by Alyssa Cole (2019): Regina Hobbs, highly successful proprietor of a website about nerdy stuff, has it all together, except she’s suffering from a wicked case of insomnia. She’s convinced that only the voice of Gustave Nguyen, a puzzle designer she got to know after tuning into his livestream, can get her to sleep, so she contacts him to see if she can have a recording of his voice. Even though they both think it’s kind of weird, her request gets them talking...and MORE. This is a short but absolutely delightful novella about two neat people hooking up. The stakes are low, but the tensions stemming from Regina’s family keeps things interesting.

Bury Me Deep by Megan Abbott (2009): In the depths of the Great Depression, Marion Seeley finds herself alone in Phoenix while her morphine-addict husband chases redemption in Mexico. Working an administrative job at a local hospital, she falls in with party-girl nurse Louise, her TB-afflicted girlfriend Ginny, and (much to her sorrow) corrupt, handsome Joe Lanigan. Abbott’s historical crime novel takes a little while to heat up, but once it does it’s a very satisfying thriller. However, I was never convinced of Joe’s attractiveness even at a surface level, which was kind of an impediment to enjoying the story because Marion sure is.

Fludd by Hilary Mantel (1989): A mysterious stranger comes to a deeply Catholic, determinedly miserable English village in the 1950′s, claiming to be the new curate. While there, he greatly affects the lives of an alcoholic priest, his prim housekeeper, an unhappy young nun, and a pompous bishop. This is a highly peculiar, often enjoyable fable, although it drags quite a bit in the third quarter.

The Rest of the Story by Sarah Dessen (2019): Emma, an anxious seventeen-year-old who lost her mom to addiction five years ago, ends up spending part of the summer with her seldom-seen maternal relatives, who own a downscale motel in a lake town. While there, she learns about her mother’s secret history, observes the tensions between her family’s working-class community and the upscale resort people across the lake, has a low-key romance with a childhood friend, and practices her driving. This novel isn’t among Sarah Dessen’s best--the ending is a little rushed, and the romance feels perfunctory--but the setting is cool and Emma is an interesting protagonist.

Someone to Honor by Mary Balogh (2019): Years after her dad’s bigamy was revealed, resulting in her de-legitimization, reserved Abigail Westcott shows no interest in trying to re-enter society, instead opting to hang out with her convalescing Napoleonic War veteran brother. Unfortunately, his surly friend, Lieutenant Gilbert Bennington, is also intent on keeping her brother company to avoid his own problems, and he and Abigail don’t exactly get along. They come to understand each other, though, and decide to take a chance on marriage when Gilbert finds himself in trouble. I found this Regency romance to be solid but overly somber (not an infrequent issue with Balogh). I never got a great sense of who Abigail was and, while I sympathized with Gil, I also found him very irritating at times.

The Scandalous Secret of Abigail MacGregor by Paula Quinn (2015): In the late 1700′s, Queen Anne summons Davina MacGregor, secret eldest daughter of James II (and, were she not Catholic, rightful ruler of Great Britain), to court. Because Davina is sickly, her daughter Abigail, who has ambitions of being clan chieftain, goes to court in her place. She’s accompanied by Captain General Daniel Marlow, a Jacobite-hating English soldier and close friend of Anne’s. He’s got some trust issues and a stalker. This romance had a lot of potential, but too much of it is spent on the road and not enough on juicy court drama. The straight-version-of-Rachel-Weisz’s-character-in-The-Favorite villain was also, unfortunately, usurped by her much more boring lover.

[poison-shark]

Noa’s Siblings

[[MORE]]

Mateu Eduardo Ramires

Is 7 years older than Noa

Is Atlantean/ Portuguese/ Amazonian/ Japanese

Only exhibits the human and Atlantean sides

25 in season 3

ADHD

Has a deep resentment for his parents for being addicts, alcoholics, sub par parents, and also dying

Deeply respects Noa and treats her like an equal, despite the age gap, but still sees Aya as a newborn

Is very overprotective of both of them

Got mad at Aya for going to study on Themyscira and Noa for allowing it

Thinks Obachan is just a crazy old lady

His personality is a lot like their mom’s, but his morals are closer to their dad’s

Basically looks like he could kill you, but is actually a cinnamon roll

Looks a lot like their dad, but has their mom’s eyes

They’re a deep brown almost black

Noa is jealous of them, she hates her hazel eyes because they remind her of Ren

His hair is always a tangled mess

Is studying magic in Atlantis

Cried when he met Aquaman

Managed a way to get surface tv channels underwater and never misses a Coast City Clippers game or one of Noa’s concerts

Is frustratingly straight and sometimes forgets his sisters are not

“So meet any cute boys at school? If so, who is he? Where does he live? Who are his parents? What’s his number? I just wanna talk!”

“Noooooooo?”- Noa

*blank lesbian stare*- Aya

Is still super supportive and apologizes everytime

Even though she’s younger than him, Noa raised him

He didn’t realize at the time what was happening and how it was affecting her

Called Noa for every little thing his first year in Atlantis

But when he realized his little sister had taken care of him for the past 5 years of his life, including 1 year of adulthood, and he didn’t know how to do anything

He regrets putting her through so much pressure

Was not the person who realized this

That was brought about in a conversation with Queen Mera and Aqualad that turned awkward

Has not stopped apologizing since

It’s been 5 years

Still has not stopped

Reminds her he’s sorry once a FaceTime

Bonds with his sisters through surfing and basketball

Hates all lanterns of the emotional spectrum, but green

Especially red and blue

Has gotten really good at magic

Has always been good at magic, but like Atlantean party tricks his dad taught him

They used to cheer the girls up

Their dad had only begun teaching him serious magic a year before he died

When he got to Atlantis he realized just how far behind he was

Got specialized training from Queen Mera

Faced Atlantean “Purist” discrimination for his skin and fins

Caught up on five years worth of magic in a year

Is now training to be an Atlantean Ambassador under Garth

Is a social activist in Atlantis

No longer cries when he sees King Orin

Actually babysits the little prince every once in a while

Is protective of Queen Mera a views her as a second mother

Would never tell her that

She already knows and has already mentally accepted him as her other son

Is trained in combat

Not only by Mera, but also their parents

They were paranoid and knew their kids would be in danger, so they all knew some form of self defense, except for Aya

Dislikes superheroes in general except for Aquaman, Tempest, Wonder Woman, and the Green Lantern Corps

Loyal to his country, his heritage, and views green lanterns as space cops

Ren Elpídio Ramires

Dead

Died at age 7

Was best friends with Noa

Even though he and Noa can’t be identical twins they looked almost the exact same

But y’know with scales

Looks takes after all sides of his heritage

Shy boi

Also anxious

Like all the time

Despite the super strength and speed he was always super gentle and liked to take his time and enjoy life

Dyslexic

Always had trouble reading and writing, but loved stories

Noa used to read him to sleep from the top bunk

He was a really good storyteller and had just as much imagination as his sister

They would come up with grand adventures and Noa would write them down while he drew the pictures

They were comic books

Ren loved comic books

And superheroes

Specifically Aquaman and Wonder Woman

And of course the mighty and brave blue, red, and green lanterns of Sector 2814

Had trouble making friends in school so Noa made them for him

He had a really bad stutter

Got picked on a lot for a lot of different reasons so Noa got into a lot of fights

Loved insects

He cried when Mateu tried to force Noa into killing a spider (I know spiders aren’t insects don’t come for me)

Noa set it free outside

A cuddler and a hugger

No one is safe not even the mailman who he knows by name

Hides behind Noa whenever yelling happens

Yelling happened a lot some months, none others

Was terrified of Aya

Had never seen a baby before

She looked like an alien

Freaked him out a little that’s all

Warmed up to her soon enough

Cried when she cried

Her crying used to wake up both him and Noa at 2 am, who would attempt to wake up their parents to deal with it

Their attempts were waved off

“Let her cry it out”

They did not

Noa would remove the newborn from the crib and rock her while he fixed her bottle

He was too scared to drop her to hold her

Noa would burp and change her and they’d both sing to her until she fell asleep

Was the only other person in the house other than their mother who could handle Aya’s grip

I like to think if he hadn’t died he’d have joined the Indigo Tribe (lanterns of compassion)

Now for the sad part

Their parents had dropped them all off at Obachan’s house as she was their closest relative

All the little ones knew was that they had to go on a ‘work trip’

Thought Obachan was silly and old and reminded him of his mom

The first day was great

She fed them ice cream for breakfast and pizza for lunch and sushi for dinner and let them stay up late and eat wasabi candies for dessert

The next day was not so great

The twins woke up at 1 am puking their brains out and running high fevers

Obachan panicked and didn’t know what to do

She was drunk and didn’t want Akari to never see her grandkids again

The other day she didn’t know she had grandkids

She wanted her daughters trust back

Even if Akari did live Obachan would not have earned her trust

She decided she would drive them to the hospital like a good grandmother and left Mateu to clean up and look after Aya

She was uber drunk and exhausted bc even kind of dealing with two barfing 7 year olds is the most parenting she’d ever done

They came to an intersection

She ignored the red light

She didn’t see the flat-bed

The truck couldn’t stop

It t-boned the tail end of the car

The crash caused Obachan and Noa to fall unconscious and gave Obachan some serious neck and back issues

But the impact snapped Ren’s neck instantly and his limp body fell onto the middle car seat

Hazel eyes wide

The twins were still loosely holding each other’s hands when the paramedics came after another driver passed by and found them

The other driver involved in the crash was flung through his windshield bc he wasn’t wearing a seatbelt

Noa came to briefly while being carried into an ambulance

She looked at the lady carrying her and asked, “Ren?” Before passing out again

At the hospital when she had been treated for everything she woke up again with a start calling for Ren, her parents, Mateu, anyone, but mostly Ren

Obachan hadn’t woken up yet

The nurse who came in asked her for as much information as Noa knew or could remember

She answered every one and asked a thousand in return

The nurse finally told her that her brother had died

She threw a fit

They couldn’t calm her down she screamed and cried so much she puked again

They had to sedate her

When they told Obachan her first thought was of how Akari would never speak to her again

He was buried with his parents in the Coastville Cemetery

Noa visits by herself every Sunday and lays flowers down and talks to no one

Aya Emi Ramires

Well, that was depressing now here’s the baby!!!

Aya was 3 months old when everybody died

In season 3 she’s 11

She takes after her Amazonian heritage

Dyslexic and ADHD

Sees Noa as basically her mom

Doesn’t agree with Mateu a lot, but respects him

Also has their mother’s eyes which tortures Noa

Generally reminds both of her siblings of their mom and of Ren

She doesn’t know that, but that’s part of the reason they’re so overprotective

Noa raised her to have fun and enjoy life and not take shit from anyone

Is really good at sports

This is encouraged by Noa who is literally the captain of the cheer squad

Gets made fun of and picked on by a lot of kids both boys and girls for her strength and speed, her learning disabilities, being Japanese, and being gay

Yeah

Aya gets into fights a lot

Noa shows up to the elementary school with Obachan who pretends she can’t speak English

Noa’s former principal is now afraid of her

Aya’s outlet for anger is sculpting believe it or not

She’s pretty talented too

Isn’t really into superheroes except for green lanterns and Wonder Woman, Troia, and Wondergirl

Gets bad grades even though she’s incredibly wise beyond her years

Doesn’t get along with kids her own age

They bore her

Figured out she wasn’t straight pretty early on with a crush on Molly from Bubble Guppies when she was four

Noa also kinda normalized girlfriends with her sister talking about girls and boys at school she had crushes on

Realized she was probably a lesbian in 3rd grade when she realized she wasn’t growing out of her boys are icky phase like her sister had

Confirmed 5th grade lesbian

Does not like being treated like a baby

Eventually the question came up about what happened to their parents at family dinner

Obachan steered herself out of the kitchen right when she was about to enter it

Mateu curtly and accurately responded with, “They died.” Before tossing the dishes into the sink and sulking off to his room, slamming his door shut

Noa explained the best she could to the 5 year old, but it was hard for a 12 year old to form the right words

Also informed her of Ren in a very watered down way

Aya knows Ren existed and was Noa’s twin, but doesn’t know exactly how he died

She’s seen their comics though

Noa used to read them to her

Mateu used to stand outside the door secretly listening and trying not to cry

Is very affectionate with Noa

Will hug and cuddle her until she falls asleep

Noa forgot how rib-cracking Amazon hugs were

She’s glad Aya’s there to remind her

Aya mildly resents Mateu for leaving for Atlantis

More for leaving Noa to handle her alone

Is just as protective of her siblings as they are of her

Worries about them constantly

Especially Noa bc she’s human

When she turns ten she decides she wants to study in Themyscira where she’d be better accepted than her normal school

She was right

A lot of thought went into that on her part

Noa’s music career was skyrocketing, she had school to think about, extracurriculars, scholarships, taking care of Aya, taking care of Obachan, taking care of the cats, handling the shop, putting out new music, new videos, photo shoots, socializing with her friends, charity benefits

It took accidentally overhearing Noa have a breakdown to actually set her mind on the Themyscira decision

She brought it up to her sister who was heartbroken and the idea brought up a lot of Noa’s insecurities, but in the end Noa said yes

Noa set the whole thing up through her new friend, Garfield Logan, who was more than happy to help

Aya lives with their great-grandmothers on Themyscira

She was happy to see that they were 10x more stable than Obachan

She studies all the classics, receives combat training, has been learning Ancient Greek, and her skill with dealing with her learning disabilities has improved and even aided her in some subjects

She FaceTimes her sister everyday and Mateu every month when he checks in

She watches every one of her sister’s concerts even during training, and which she gets reprimanded for

Has asked her sister if she can meet celebrities

Noa says next time she visits she can meet whoever she wants

Her hair has lightened to a lighter brown from being out in the sun all of the time

Has entered both the dreaded horse phase and dolphin phase

[lotsabuns13]

Nothing Can Prepare You

I’ve never posted on Tumblr before and this is kinda a bit depressing to be my first post but I just felt the need to share my story. 

When I was in the sixth grade I was out at recess with my friends playing as sixth graders do when I looked at one of my friends and realized that my feelings for her were more than that of ‘just friends’. At the time, my little sixth grader brain didn’t understand it.  “Why was I feeling this way for a girl?”  “Is this normal?”  “What is this feeling?” Questions like those ran through my mind and I chose to ignore them. In my confusion I smothered those feelings for her and moved on with my life. 

When I entered high school I made new friends and one of them opened my eyes to the LGBTQ+ community and what it really meant. They told me about what being gay, trans, lesbian, bi and much more was all about and that it was totally fine. My ninth grade mind suddenly remembered that day in sixth grade. And thus began the four years of, what I like to call, “The Sexuality Years”

In grade nine I started remembering what I had felt for my friend and started questioning if I really had felt about her that way or not (since like any teenage girl I had been a little boy crazy) but I started trying to understand it. 

That year passed and by grade ten I was still figuring out how I felt. I didn’t know if I liked guys, I didn’t know if I liked girls, I didn’t know if I liked anyone at all. I decided to tell myself I was still figuring it out and I guess I could call that being bi-curious. At this point a few of my female friends  had tried asking me out. I wasn’t confident in my sexuality yet nor was I ready for a relationship so I politely turned them all down. All except one.

This girl I had gotten really close with in the course of one year. At the end of grade ten we had gotten to know each other and by grade eleven we were practically joined at the hip. As time passed I sensed a change in the way she looked at me and then came the semi-formal dance. At the end she pulled me away from the friend group and asked me out. I decided that I liked her back and we both agreed to try dating but if it didn’t work out we would still be friends. Honestly, I think this part of my life was the real eye-opener. We ‘dated’ in secret, not telling any of our friends since we didn’t know if we could call it a relationship or not. But long story short, it didn’t work out in the end and we ended the ‘relationship’ (We are still really good friends and she now has a very loving and caring boyfriend who I am frenemies with)

After that I decided to take a step back and look into my heart. By grade twelve I was confident to come out to my friends with the honest truth. I was gay. I liked girls, preferred girls and saw myself in the future spending the rest of my life with a girl. They accepted me entirely and life continued on.

Next was my family. I have one younger sister, a mom and a dad. My sister was the first I told. She was ecstatic and immediately became my #1 supporter. My mom found out a few months later. I had told her about me questioning my sexuality back when I was bi-curious and ever since then she had suspected my preference lie more towards women. She once again accepted me unconditionally and told me she loved me no matter what.

Then came my father.

I had known for years that my dad was probably one of the most homophobic people I had ever met. He simply believes being gay is wrong and makes sure everyone around him knows he feels that way(an example is when I would be watching a TV show and it would just happen to have a gay couple in it that kissed. He would react by turning his head away from the TV and saying something along the lines of “That’s gross” or “That’s wrong”). So you can understand my hesitation to reveal my sexuality to him.

Now being in grade twelve that means prom. I am single and had no one to go with since my closest female friend was going with her boyfriend and my closest guy friend was going with his girlfriend. So my other close female friend asked me to prom and I said yes. We decided to be cute and buy each other corsages.

I am a very forgetful person so one night as the day to prom draws ever closer my sister, my dad and I were the only ones at home and she walks up to me with my dad literally across from me and asks if I have bought the corsage for my friend yet. I quickly reply no and hop onto my laptop to do just that as I promised I would buy one and I don’t break my promises.

And that’s where it all went wrong

My dad sits in silence as I type away on my laptop, looking at different corsages until he finally asks, “Why are you buying a corsage for a girl?”

I reply, “Because I’m going with her.”

“Why are you going with a girl to prom?”

Now a logical person would have replied “Because she’s my friend” but I had had a long day and I was very tired and wasn’t in the mood to deal with my dad and his homophobic sh*t so I replied “Because I can.”

Back to silence. About five minutes later he gets up from where he was sitting with a simple “I don’t agree with that” and proceeds to stop around in our kitchen getting things ready to cook on the barbeque for dinner and proceeds to slam the door on his way out so loud that my sister left her room to check on me. All I could think in that moment was “F*ck... He knows”

At that point my world came crumbling down. My homophobic dad knew that his daughter was gay. I didn’t know what to do. My sister tried to keep me calm, comforting me as I started to cry. I texted my close guy friend who lived just down the street from me, asking if I could potentially come over(in the past he had said to me that if anything was ever wrong I could come to his place). He texted back yes and I proceeded to hide in my room, packing a bag of my homework. My dad came back in after finishing cooking and proceeded to loudly serve himself and sit down to eat without a word (he usually called out me and my sister to eat when dinner was ready). After he was finished he put away his dished and then came to my room where my sister and I were waiting to tell us dinner was ready. Neither of us were hungry. Later on he called on us because our guinea pigs had gotten loose from their cage. I went out to grab them and I heard him ask my sister “Where is she?”

I poke my head out of the living room and ask “Where is who?”

He looked at me with a bored and what felt to me was a disgusted look and simply said “never mind”

At that point I was done. I didn’t feel safe, I didn’t feel comfortable. I wanted out.

I grabbed my bag, and made it to the door where my friend was already waiting for me. I texted my mom in advance to let her know that I would be at my friend’s house studying and to let my dad know that she knew if he asked. My dad questioned why I was leaving and I told him. He didn’t let me leave. I started crying in frustration and pain and opened the door. He told me to stay. My friend approached the door and gently grabbed my hand, telling me to go only for my dad to yell at him to take his hands off me and slam the door in his face. I screamed at my dad that I wanted to leave, that I didn’t feel comfortable and he had no right to stop me. We argued about gay people and he said that gay people are the minority (the 1% as he so eloquently put it) and that people with his views are the majority. I called him a biggoted fool. He threatened to call the police. I said on what grounds? I was an adult by law, he couldn’t stop me. I told him one last time all the details of where I would be, told him he could call the police if he wanted and left, crying all the way down the street to my friend’s house while he hugged me close. 

I spent the next three hours at his house with him and his mom telling me it was ok, it wasn’t my fault and things like that. My friend’s girlfriend and her younger sister even stopped by to comfort me (as I am friends with them as well). Eventually I had to go home since my dad texted me asking me to but I went straight to my room without saying a word to him or even looking at him. 

My mom eventually came home from work and she discussed with my dad the events of the night. She had told him that she loved me unconditionally and that if he didn’t change his ways he wouldn’t have a relationship with me. She said that they both knew they had been seeing signs of this since I had been in grade six and his response was that they had both wished that those signs would go away. My mom quickly corrected him in saying that I love who I love and his love for me shouldn’t change because of my sexuality. From that point on I don’t remember much except my dad packing his things up for work and leaving. I cried to my mom, apologizing and she comforted me.

The next day I went to school and cried three times before lunch whenever I thought about it. When I came home I barely spoke to my dad unless it was necessary, same with the day after that. Then came prom. I went with my friend and we exchanged corsages. I had a great time but allowed myself to think about my dad who had seen me before I went to prom all fancy in my dress and barely looked at me before going into the house and nearly cried. My entire friend group proceeded to spend the weekend at one of my friend’s houses. While I was gone my I kept in touch with my sister and she had informed me that one night she and my dad had gotten in a fight and revealed that he was still mad about my coming out. I cried again.

After that I was done crying. Why waste my tears on this? I love me, my friends accept me, my mom and my sister accept me and even my grandmother hinted that she knew I was gay and said she loved me no matter what. It wasn’t worth my tears. 

I wish I could say this was years ago but this was merely days ago. I still don’t talk to my dad. I hide in my room, I don’t make eye contact, I don’t speak to him unless it’s absolutely necessary. I don’t know if I’ll ever forgive him or even attempt to rekindle our once close bond. 

I guess my point is, despite knowing for years that my dad was homophobic and if I ended up being gay or bi he wouldn’t accept it, it still didn’t prepare me for the actual thing. It hurt so much more than I thought it would. I cried so much it’s embarrassing to think about. All I feel now is anger towards him. I have been told many times that no matter how much you prepare, nothing can truly ready you for reality and man did it sucker punch me. 

But I love myself, I am proud of myself and I wouldn’t change a thing about me. If you read this whole thing, thanks I guess. 

[followerofmercy]

So YET ANOTHER of my friends just announced their decision to kill themselves. 

A quick message from me to anyone out there considering suicide.

Don’t. 

It will IRREPARABLY screw up your friends, family and anyone that even sorta knew you for life. My roommate remembers the kid that sat behind her in elementary school that killed himself. My mother just... isn’t right (she walked in on the aftermath. At age 9). You know I get anxiety attacks whenever people that I haven’t spoken to in awhile text me out of the blue now? I almost threw up in a Walmart today. Turns out my hunch was right. 

If you care about them at ALL, you will do the literal bare minimum of surviving for their sakes. Get help. The US’s hotline is 1-800-273-8255 and there’s an online chat at https://suicidepreventionlifeline.org/chat/. Generally speaking, you can call whatever your nation’s emergency number is and they will get you to someone you can speak with. There is no shame in getting help, real help. It’s certainly better than having all your relatives, friends and acquaintances crying and drinking at 4:00 4:30 5:00 in the morning.

And if you think that’ll prove they care?? YOU WON’T BE AROUND TO ENJOY IT. If you really aren’t getting the care you want/need, get help, or get new friends AND get help. 

Didja know suicide is as traumatic on the survivors as murder? Because it is! You’re killing their friend! Violently! 

Didja know it can cause suicide chains? One person’s suicide can be the last little push for someone else on the brink. Didja know it can cause intrusive thoughts in otherwise mentally healthy individuals? Guess how I know that! It sucks! 

Oh, and sometimes things won’t work out like anyone expects. For example, I got somebody to find my British buddy’s address and call the police on him, from the US. He’s probably in a mental hospital right now. (For a man who supposedly prided himself on being secretive, it was hilariously easy to dig up all his info.) He had a big going away thing planned; sent out an email to everyone he “cared” about, made a discord server so he could talk to a bunch of them at once, got a nice date set up, etc, now for nothing. Because he’s under suicide watch.  I have no idea what’s going to happen to him now.

You think an ocean will stop someone determined enough? A hurricane? National borders? They won't.

My other friend? She actually tried to kill herself, overdosed on something. I found her dad’s number (who was with her at the hospital while she got her stomach pumped) and told him e v e r y t h i n g. 

All those dirty little secrets? All the tearful depression uwu moments? Refusal to go to free therapy offered by the school? The cut scars? Weird religious things? Her girlfriend’s abusive tendencies? Not only did I tell him everything, I wrote it down in a nice little document to hand off to the psychiatrists. Because when somebody tries to take their own life, they have hit rock bottom. It does not get better from there and the secret keeping thing clearly didn’t work. Murderers don’t get a right to privacy, and taking your life is self-murder.

And yeah, I know it’s politically correct to say “die by suicide,” not “committing suicide.” I think that’s horse shit. (Ok to be fair, sometimes there are legitimate hormone inbalances and mental illness where suicide isn’t a conscious, consensual decision. That’s a bit different. That’s getting killed by a disease.) Stop GLORIFYING and EXCUSING suicide. It is NOT okay.

I hated to do that to my friend because she trusted me, but her life and recovery were more important than what she thought of me. We’re all growing up with awareness of mental illness nowadays, and you know that thing about treating suicide threats/attempts seriously? Yeah, that means NOT listening to the suicidal person’s insistence to keep all their urges and attempts a secret. NOT listening to them asking you not to get involved. 

You know, it’s a horribly awkward thing to explain to a 50 year old crying man that his daughter laying on a hospital bed full of tubes is a lesbian in a bad relationship and didn’t trust him enough to come out. He didn’t care, of course, because he loved her more than anything and her sexual preferences couldn’t change that. It’s also horrifically awkward to broadcast my friend’s issues with her mother to her father. She had a younger brother, too. He dropped out of school over this trauma.  

And it’s painful to realize that you’ve been used and tossed aside. We were very close! She drove all the way from Maryland to visit one day!  Anyway, she called me about four months prior to her attempt to tell me that (paraphrased) “I don’t feel anything for you. I don’t love you. I fake it. It’s like a game, putting on a new persona every place I go. I’m a sociopath.” 

I could smell the bullshit through the phone. 

So I told her I loved her anyway, (I believed what she said about the sociopathy, for some reason, and didn’t know how else to respond) and she got so mad because I wasn’t playing into her “See! Nobody cares about me!” act. She started yelling at me over the phone, “WHY DO YOU CARE?!” And I was just like, “I dunno. You can’t make me stop tho.” 

Anyway. She didn’t talk to me for another four months, I wanted to give her space and then I get the phone call from a friend. And I ended up having to organize like five people to give a coherent testimony and grief counsel her poor dad, because he had nobody. I talked to her once in the mental hospital to check up on her and then... nothing. 

We don’t talk anymore. We didn’t get closer afterwards, we completely split. It’s been... 2 years? 

Do I seem angry? I am. I cared about these people, still do, and they hurt the people I love. Do I seem calloused for shunting them off to medical professionals? Probably, but the thing is, the records show that I AM CLEARLY UNQUALIFIED TO KEEP SOMEONE FROM KILLING THEMSELVES. NOBODY has a friend who is qualified to do that. Get help. Don’t rely on people who are scared and very possibly in the same boat. It’s not their fault, but they will blame themselves. Look up survivor testimonies before you decide to take your life, see if you really want to inflict that pain on your loved ones. 

TLDR: Killing yourself is the actual cruelest thing you can do to the people you care about. Murder is wrong. If you can’t find a reason to live for yourself, then survive for everyone else. Call emergency services and get help.

[justanoutlawfic]

If they had a kid meme.... Detective Red Snowing please 😉😘😘

YAY! YAY! YAY! Let me tell you all about the babies of our ship. I plan on writing a fic with different one shots showing all of them over the years.

Name: Alice Opal Charming (25)

Gender: Female

Generalappearance: Blonde curls for days and blue eyes. She dresses in leggings, skirts, tanks and red flannel. Her favorite pair of shoes are her boots and you’ll have to pry them off her bare feet. Another thing she is extremely protective of is her silver star fish necklace that Rogers gave her for her 10th birthday.

Personality: Two separate puzzles in one box. When she’s on a good high, she’s silly, charming and fun loving. At times, she can be a bit naive. When she forgets to take her pills or is a manic state, she talks even more and makes less sense. She gets very sad and self-destructs. She was diagnosed with bipolar disorder at 13.

Specialtalents: She could probably outrun anyone that came down her path. She won gold at a lot of track meets in high school, got a scholarship for college too.

Whothey like better: She’s extremely close with Rogers, they have this bond that no one could ever break. She’s close with all her parents though. Snow seems to understand her just as well as her papa.

Whothey resemble more: She has Rogers’ eyes and crooked grin. That’s about it.

Personalhead canon: She’s the only one of the kids who is actually not a biological child of Ruby or Snow. Shortly before Rogers formed his poly relationship with his bandmates, he had a one night stand. He didn’t hear from the woman after that. A year later, just when he, Ruby, Snow and David were about to get married, Eloise dropped off the baby on their doorstep and hasn’t been seen since. Rogers thought they’d kick him to the curb, but they all took t her right away. They named her after Rogers’ mother and Ruby’s grandmother.

When she was a little girl, she asked her parents why the princesses in all the stories and movies always ended up with boys. Couldn’t they end up with girls too? They created their own stories for her. It was no surprise that she came out at 15 nor when she started dating Robin Jr., daughter of their family friends. She didn’t go to college, despite the scholarship, and instead writes books so little girls like her will have literature with two princesses.

Face claim: Rose Reynolds

Name: Emma Ruth Charming (22)

Gender: Female

Generalappearance: Blonde hair, green eyes. She dresses almost identically to Alice, except she’s not a fan of skirts and loves leather jackets & beanies. She has a swan keychain necklace given to her by her high school boyfriend, who sadly died in a car accident when they were 18.

Personality: Sarcastic, sarcastic and did I mention sarcastic? She and Alice were always thick as thieves, getting into trouble growing up. She really does want to help people, but sometimes her attitude says otherwise. Once you get to know her, she really is kind and loving.

Specialtalents: She can pick a lock in under 60 seconds and is a talented break-in artist.

Whothey like better: She’s really close with David, they share the same personality and sense of humor. Really, she’s close with all her parents though. David, like Rogers with Alice, just tends to get her the best.

Whothey resemble more: She’s a good mix of David and Snow. Outside his tact, she has his hair and smile. She has Snow’s eyes, chin and general urge to put herself in danger.

Personalhead canon: Like Tilly, she often found it odd that there were no gay princesses in literature. She came out as bisexual when she was 12. Some people outside the family thought that was too young but Ruby said she was the same age.

She went to college after her boyfriend died to take her mind off things. She doesn’t use her degree, though, at least not in the same way that her parents would’ve expected. She’s a bail bondsperson and enjoys tracking people down. Recently, she began dating a pretty woman named Elsa. It’s the first time she’s felt ready to move on since Bae died.

Face claim: Britt Robertson

Name: Neal Robert Charming (19)

Gender: Male

Generalappearance: Dark hair and blue eyes. He dresses nicely, a lot of polos and khakis. A suit is not complete without a tie in his opinion. The only one of his siblings to not mind the uniforms at their high school.

Personality: A studious and serious kid. He can crack a joke, but he’s pretty quiet and Ruby jokes he’s probably the kid they could lose for a couple of days and no one would notice. No one gets how a kid from a family of 10 can be this quiet, but he doesn’t even know.

Specialtalents: Gifted with school, which can be a curse. He puts a lot of pressure on himself to do well, even though his parents just want all their kids to try their best. 

Whothey like better: He doesn’t really have a favorite. Snow is studious, so they talk about books and stuff. But he also spends a lot of time on Rogers’ boat.

Whothey resemble more: He looks like a mini-Snow. Rogers says that he used to be a quiet kid, which shocks everyone because he’s not now…at all.

Personalhead canon: He got into Yale University and it’s the first time any of the kids has ever gone far for college. (Emma went to Colby, which was just 90 minutes away.) He misses his family but really enjoys it there. He plans on getting a degree in journalism, minoring in political science,

Face claim: Logan Lerman

Name: Charlotte Eva “Charlie” Charming (17)

Gender: Female

Generalappearance: Dark curls and hazel eyes. Tends to dress “woodland”, lots of long sleeved shirts and camo. She’s constantly stealing Emma’s boots. Yet, if she has to dress up, unlike her sisters, she doesn’t mind. She has a wolf necklace that Ruby gave her when she was 13 and it’s her most prized possession.

Personality:She is queen of sarcasm, she can give Emma a run for her money. She is very charming, but can also play bad cop. You never know what to expect from her.

Specialtalents: Snow taught her archery at a young age, she was the only one of the kids with the patience to learn it. She also knows how to sail, like most of her siblings, since Rogers taught her.

Whothey like better:Like  her siblings, she doesn’t have a “favorite”.     However, Ruby always seems to be one step ahead of her, which annoys her to no end, so she ends up ranting to Snow a lot. They have lots of discussions over warm tea with honey. She goes to David and Rogers when she needs cheering up because they always know what to do to make her smile.

Whothey resemble more: She looks a lot like Ruby and Rogers, with Ruby and Snow’s personalities.

Personalhead canon: Like her older siblings, she’s a member of the LGBTQ community. Her parents always knew she was a lesbian like Alice, but she also ended up coming out as asexual this year. She was afraid her parents wouldn’t accept it or think it was real, but they backed her up and said of course it is. She has a girlfriend, who is also ace.

Face claim: Crystal Reed

Name: Nora June and Virginia “Ginny” Lark Charming (14)

Gender: Females

Generalappearance: Light brown hair and hazel eyes. Both wear a lot of street clothes. When Alice moved in with Robin, she let them raid her closet for clothes she didn’t wear anymore and they’re good with that. Snow never really got her girly girl to shop with and she’s okay with that. She’s grateful for the dances Charlie lets her take her to.

Personality: Nora is more wise cracking one, always getting into some kind of trouble. Ginny normally goes along for the ride, but is the more sympathetic one. She’s the one you’d go to if you need something or if you wanted Nora to do something.

Specialtalents: Nora is a talented dancer and started taking lessons when she was little. Ginny is an artist, can paint for hours and be content with it. She always has her sketchbook with her.

Whothey like better: Nora is really close with Ruby. Ginny has a special bond with Snow.

Whothey resemble more: They look a lot like David, though they have some aspects of Ruby in there. Both definitely are a mix of David and Snow, despite her not being their biological mom.

Personalhead canon: Both are also gay. Someone once asks their family, “Is anyone in your house straight?” “The dog…probably…but we can’t even ask him that.”

(Also, unrelated to fic but they’re named and modeled after these adorable twins I watch, with the same names.)

Face claim: Alyson Stoner